#it really is a lot of thinking around in circles going insane but that's honestly kind of the point

[lure-of-writing]

Left in regret

Authors note: Thank you all so much on the love for this story it truly means a lot to me that you all like it so much. I didn't plan for this to have a part two but I really hope you enjoy nonetheless!

Summary: After telling Azriel and the inner circle how you truly felt about Elain and about your feelings so Azriel the inner circles world comes to a very abrupt halt.

Word count: 2.5k, Part two to never been good enough

Part one Here: Never been good Enough

Part three: Why can't we?

To say that everyone was shocked by your outburst would be an understatement but in all honesty how could they blame you when everything that you said was correct. Looking back on all the time that has passed since the inner circle welcomed the new family members, they could see just how much you were being excluded and it broke their hearts that they were the reason that you were feeling this way but it was no one's fault to blame but their own. Azriel took it the hardest. He knew that he was spending a lot of time with Elain but she made him happy and even though he knew she had a mate he honestly couldn't find it within himself to care about that. If Elain didn’t want to be with her mate then who is he to stop her. 

For the first time in a long time Azriel felt happy and it was all thanks to the person you hated most. The guilt he felt was immense but how could he not pursue what made him happy? For all of his life he never thought that he would be good enough for a mate so he accepted that it would never be one of the things he has in life but a stable relationship with Elain could be one of the rare gifts the mother blesses him with. But to break your heart with such revelations broke his own and up until the point of you practically laying your heart out to bare he never knew about your feeling for him and he has never felt like he deserved the title of spy master less then he did in that moment because how could he have never noticed how you felt about him? 

Azriel hasn’t seen you since that fateful day on top of the house of wind a week ago no one has been able to reach you not even Rhysand and it was starting to concern him. You simply took off running towards the ledge of the house before throwing yourself off and winnowed away while falling through the air. A stunt has never scared Azriel more, that was until seven whole days have passed with no one being able to find you. Between the three brothers they searched high and low for you but came up empty handed every time. It was becoming very clear that you didn’t want to be found but Azriel needed you to come home, he needed to talk to you about everything. His mind hasn’t been able to quiet down since your confession “I have been in love with Azriel since the day I met him” your words plagued his mind at all hours of the day and he knew unless he was able to speak to you it would remain that way until it practically drove him insane for he knew he would spend however long until he was able to see you again replaying every interaction he's ever had with you from top to bottom wondering how he missed the signs. But he knew better than that, you were a trained spy, a very well one at that and if you didn’t want him to know what you were thinking then he simply wouldn't. 

More days have dragged on then Azriel was comfortable with you being gone, he wanted you home more than he wanted to be around Elain and that was saying a lot for him.  

Most of the inner circle was sitting around the table at the river house when Rhysand walked in looking less than pleased, it immediately caught his attention. That's when he noticed the piece of paper pinched between Rhys fingers “What is that?” His words were the first to break the uncomfortable silence that had been suffocating the group. “Y/n sent a letter.” this was not his brother speaking this was his high lord and something about that set Azriel on edge, whatever he was about to say next was going to break his soul he just knew it. “She addressed it to the inner circle and has asked that it only be read to the inner circle.” Rhysand shied away from Feyre's eyes but he knew that she understood because without any hesitation she stood up from her seat and urged her sisters to do the same but Elain refused. “I’m not leaving. I want to hear what she has to say.” something about hearing Elains demand to know what you said when she is the reason you left set Azriels blood on fire “Leave Elain or I will do it for you.”  

Nesta was quick to anger with that statement “Threaten my sister again and I will kill you.” she statement was nothing short of a promise but Feyre was quick to grab her sisters but not quick enough for Azriels sharp words to cut deep into the middle sister's heart “If you had never come here, I wouldn’t have lost my dearest friend because of you. Now I see that y/n was right, you are a wolf in a sheep's clothing and I was too blind to see it right before my very eyes. I want nothing to do with you Elain.”  Azriel knew his words cut deep but something inside him couldn’t find it in him to care. Everyone waited until the three sisters closed the door before doing anything else and they waited once more for the sounds of retreating footsteps before Rhysand cleared his throat and began reading your letter. 

“In all my years of having the honor of being a member of the inner circle this is not how I envisioned my end. I always thought if anything I would die on the battle field or on a mission and that would be where my story ended amongst the circle but for it to end like this is something I could've never imagined. Rhysand I am so happy that you finally found your mate and honestly Feyre couldn’t be more perfect for you, but I cannot say the same for her sisters. To be frank I could have done without them but no such choice is mine to make. There are a lot of things I want to say but I’m not sure if I will ever be able to say them so for now I will settle with this. First I want to thank you all for being the most loving group of people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. Though you may have shown it in your own ways I will forever cherish the memories we made together and for that I am thankful. There is no easy way to put this but I see now that my time amongst the inner circle was limited and it is something I will always hold dear to my heart even with this painful ending. It never bothered me that I was becoming less needed within the group but to be forgotten about while dying in a battlefield changed something in me. For as long as I can remember if one of us was unaccounted for the others would stop at nothing to find whoever was lost but the same urgency was not placed upon me until Tamlin walked in with my dying body. Azriel I heard you ask how as a group you had forgotten about me and it broke me. It became glaringly obvious that I was no longer needed as a member of the inner circle but I didn’t want to believe it so I didn’t. But watching you fall in love with Elain was something I could not do when I knew that I had been in love with you since the moment I met you. I silently loved you from afar while hoping that one day you would realize I was here right in front of you willing to give you my love but all you could see was Elain from the moment you learned about her existence. I will never blame you for loving who you love but to say it doesn’t hurt would be a lie. This letter is getting to be just a giant jumble of my thoughts so let me end with a few things. In three days I will gather my belongings from the house of wind and move from the night court, please do not ask for any other information as I will not tell you any. Now it's time for me to say my goodbyes for I know I will not be able to do so in person. Amren, thank you for being a fountain of knowledge and someone I could go to, to sit in silence and not feel alone while doing so. Mor, your friendship is like no other that I’ve ever known and I cannot thank you enough for showing me such loyalty and encouragement. I'm sure that I will never find another friendship like yours. Cassian, your ability to be strong for not only your family but for yourself is something I hope to learn one day. I have definitely learned to be strong because of you. Please know you are worth so much more than all of the hateful words thrown at you. Rhysand to serve in not only your court but inner circle has been the honor of a lifetime. You have already proven yourself to be an amazing high lord and I have no doubt that you will continue to do so in the future. But most of all thank you for showing me that being myself is ok and allowing me to grow into the person I am. I could not have done it without you. Lastly, Azriel, thank you for showing me what true love is.”

The weight of your words lay heavy on each member's heart. Everything you had said had hit them differently. “She's leaving?” Amren was the first to speak after the never ending silence. While Amren may simply tolerate most people she had a place in her heart just for you. She saw parts of herself in you and wanted to help you in any way she could, albeit was a little unconventional so to hear that you were leaving broke her heart but deep down she understood why. She saw the moment you realized that Azriel was your mate while you watched as he shielded Elain from your wrath, saw the look of heartbreak flash and disappear within your eyes, saw the mourning that replaced it instead. She knew why you were leaving, you would never make him be with you just because of the bond so instead you would act like it never existed if it meant he would be happy without you. “Y/n can’t just leave, she's family.” Morrigan was the next to speak with tears pooling along her eyes “We are a family y/n must know how much we all love and care about her?”  but nobody said anything until Cassian spoke up “No y/n is right we acted as if we no longer needed her. Rhysand has Feyre, I have Nesta, Azriel with Elain, Mor you are closer friends with Feyre then y/n and Amren has varian so who does that leave y/n with?” Cassian's question hung in the air unanswered “Exactly. It leaves her alone with no one but herself.” as much as people thought cassian was a brute he was equally if not more observant, he could see that you had been unintentionally outed from the group and to deal with his part of your leaving he got up and left without another word to work out his emotions on the top of the house of wind with a brutal workout. Cassian left everyone else to deal with their emotions on their own. 

In the three days leading up to your arrival it seemed as if everything within the inner circle had changed. Azriel avoided Elain, Mor distanced herself from Feyre, Cassian barely trained with Nesta and Rhysand tried to send letter after letter to you asking to sit and speak with him. No response came. It was as if the world had stopped on a dime for the inner circle. The silence was deafening as they waited in the common area of the house of wind while waiting for your arrival. But the silence was even louder when you were set gently on the floor after being released from the arms of an unknown man with wings. No one made a move or even said anything; they simply stared at the stranger in front of them. In that frozen moment Azriel felt something he never thought he would get to experience: the mating bond snapping into place. He felt the string that connected him to you and he could hear nothing else but the sound of his heart beating loudly in his ears. He knew Rhysand said something to you but he couldn’t hear it, maybe he was in shock. Azriel watched you with extreme precision as you moved without saying anything to Rhysand to start down the hallway with the random man in tow. Azriel wanted to ask you who he was, why you thought you had to leave, where you going to go but he found himself unable to speak. It wasn’t until you reappeared in the common room that he was able to say anything. 

“We’re mates?” He hadn’t meant it as a question but it definitely came out as one. He watched as a sigh fell from your lips before you spoke “Yes” Azriel had never heard you sound so exhausted, so beatdown while this was supposed to be one of the most exciting times of your life. This is what people begged the mother for, what he had begged the mother for with no hope that he would ever get to experience it. “You’re not excited?” tired eyes bore into his “If the bond had not just snapped would you want me? If you never found out we were mates would you have picked me? Or Elain? I have never been a person of romantic interest to you before today so does a bond even matter?” Azriel knew you had made valid points but hearing you say all the times he hadn’t picked you broke his heart. “The Answer is no Azriel you wouldn’t have so please don’t start choosing me now. I don’t want a relationship out of force from the bond, I want you to choose me because I’m the person you want. So please do not start acting like you want me now when you didn’t want me four days ago.”  And with that he watched as you placed yourself in the arms of another man and took off towards the sea. Azriel watched as you left this place behind without another word, left without letting Azriel fight for your mating bond and he has never regretted getting involved with Elain more than he did in that moment. 

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[angelic-sturniolos111]

The Right Words 🧸

Chris begins to question his opinions on commitment and relationships after being close friends with you for months. Chris’s feelings for you have grown stronger, but he can’t quite articulate his affection for you. Instead of using his words he makes a romantic gesture to show you how he feels.

chris sturniolo x fem! reader

warnings: none, just chris being super shy and fluffy

author’s note: kinda inspired by stuff he’s said ab relationships and how “too much love” kinda scares/intimidates him

not proofread lmao

Chris’s POV:

Matt had invited Y/N to come hang at our house while we record our podcast episode for the week. It wasn’t unusual for Y/N to always be around, she was our friend, but I hadn’t opened up to my brothers about how I truly feel about her.

She moved to LA a few months back and we all met her at some influencer party, and she hit it off with us immediately. First, it started with the four of us going out to record content, going bowling, thrifting, things like that. Eventually, we all grew closer with her and she started hanging out at our house a lot more, and often sleeping over. The first time she had slept over was after Nick and Matt had already gone to bed, and since she didn’t want to wake them she slept in my room with me. After that night I guess my room became the unofficial-Y/N-sleepover room because she has always spelt in my room every time since.

I immediately found Y/N attractive when we met— she’s a very pretty girl. I’ve always had closer girl friends in my circle, and even if I think any of them are pretty, my feelings never go beyond that— it’s always platonic. I know part of that is because they just weren’t the right girl for me, but another part of me knows it’s because I don’t let myself sit in those feelings. I’m scared of commitment, relationships, things of that sort. Sure I’ve hooked up with a few girls in my day, but I’ve never had any serious romantic feelings for anyone.

Until Y/N.

That first night she slept in my room we stayed up for hours talking about everything from our favorite hockey teams to deeper emotional stuff. That became our routine when she would sleepover… always the last ones awake, and always having long in-depth conversations with one another. What started off as friendly, platonic feelings for her quickly changed after many nights spent late night talking.

As much as I loved our late night talks I honestly wanted more. I wanted early morning talks, afternoon talks, and to just be with her every second of every day. I wanted to hold her, spoil her, kiss her, and call her mine. I thought I would never feel this way about anyone before, but she makes me feel things I’ve never felt— she’s everything to me.

I recently came to the conclusion that keeping these feelings buried was starting to drive me insane, and I had to open up to someone about it.

Matt and I were currently getting in his car on the way to pick up Y/N. Before Matt put the car in drive, I spoke up;

“Hey, can I talk to you about something that’s been on my mind a lot lately? I just really need someone to talk to about it.” I say sheepishly. Matt’s eyes leave his phone to meet mine, and he instantly put his phone down giving me his full attention.

“Yeah bro of course. You can tell me anything. What’s up?” He says concerned because usually this is the other way around. Matt opening up to me about his issues. It was rare that I ever had anything on my end to discuss.

“Well it’s just,” I pause, hesitating if I should even continue. Matt puts a hand on my shoulder comforting me enough to move on.

“I have serious, and I mean serious feelings for Y/N.”

I’m not sure what I was expecting in response, but it wasn’t this…

He started laughing. LAUGHING. In my fucking face.

“Okay why are you laughing? Is something funny about any of this?” I say now a little pissed off that he wasn’t taking this seriously.

“Oh man, no no I’m sorry I’m not trying to be rude. It’s just… SO obvious.” He says and continues to laugh.

“WHAT?! IS IT REALLY?” I yell. Oh god, I hope Y/N doesn’t know and I’m not making a complete ass out of myself.

“Yes! Nick and I talk about it all the time. You may not realize it but you NEVER stop talking about her. “Y/N said this funny thing last night,” “Y/N really likes this movie,” “You know one time Y/N” Y/N Y/N Y/N. I swear every god damn sentence you utter her name leaves your mouth.” Matt mocks, but before I can interject he continues;

“Jesus not to mention the way you stare her down whenever she’s in the room. Nick and I are always laughing about it— like when he’s editing our videos and we can see that you looking at her constantly whenever she steps behind the camera? Or when we went to the beach that one time!? You saw Y/N in a bikini for the first time, and we saw you grab the towel to cover your lap because—”

“Okay OKAY! Alright, I get it! I’m not as good as hiding my feelings for her as I thought…” I cut him off before he can continue to blabber about it any more. Matt comes down from his laughing fit.

“Hey, I’m sorry. I’m not trying to be mean. My point is is that we’ve never seen you like this with anyone before, and it’s really sweet.” Matt rests his hand on my arm reassuringly. “Well, we told her we were on our way to pick her up. If you want to I can text Nick and we can come up with some sort of excuse to leave so you guys can have some alone time together and maybe you’ll be able to talk with her about it?” He suggests.

“Yeah… it’s the talking that I’m scared of.” I look down and play with my hands in my lap. “That’s the problem. Like you said, I’ve never been like this with anyone before, and I don’t know how to put my feelings into words. If you haven’t noticed I’m not necessarily the most romantic person ever.” I say with a sigh.

Matt looks around the car seeing if anything might give him an idea. He sees the gummy worms in the center console from the last time we filmed a car video and picks them up to show me.

“Okay, candy? What about candy?” He says as if he just made some sort of scientific breakthrough.

“Kid, what the fuck are you talking about? Candy?” I laugh, completely confused.

“Yeah! We can swing by the store and you can get her her favorite candies and snacks, and you guys can watch a cute movie together or something? If you can’t tell her how you feel maybe you can show her through your actions.”

I thought about it for a second, and it honestly wasn’t a bad idea. I knew her favorite candy, snacks, movies, all that stuff. I know she loves comfy blankets for movie time. She also complains about not having a stuffed animal for her to cuddle when she sleeps over, and she usually steals one of Matt’s. All these thoughts came flooding into my head at once, and suddenly I had the best idea.

“Okay, I got it!. We’re going to need to stop at the store before we get her. You and Nick distract her when we get back to our place, and then find some excuse to leave. I have the perfect plan.” I say excitedly.

An enormous smile grows on Matt’s face. He clicks his seatbelt, and before he can back the car out of the driveway we see Nick striding out the door to the car. Matt rolls his window down.

“What the fuck are you two still doing in the driveway? I thought you were getting Y/N?” Nick says.

“Bro get in the car you’re coming with us we’ve gotta update you on Chris’s love affair!” Matt says jokingly making me laugh. Nick just rolls his eyes, and climbs in the backseat.

***

Y/N’s POV:

Chris had given me a call earlier to tell me that their manager, Laura, needed Nick and Matt for something at her house tonight so it would just be the two of us. She had apparently given them a call on their way out to pick me up so they were running late. Honestly, I was a little nervous that Chris and I would have the house to ourselves. I was always comfortable being alone with him in his room, and I’ve always hoping he’d take one of these nights to make a move. In my head I tried to convince myself he hasn’t made a move yet because his brothers were always home— worried they’d barge in and interrupt or something. I’ve had a HUGE crush on Chris, and I wasn’t super hopeful that he felt the same way because he’s never been a relationship type of guy. Plus, he always has girl friends, and I’m worried I probably just fall under the friend category in his eyes.

Finally, I see headlights shine through my front window and look to see Matt’s car in the driveway. I grab my purse and head out the door and open the car door to climb in the backseat. I was surprised to be met with Chris in the backseat, and Nick in the front with Matt.

“Fancy seeing you in the back. You’re never back here.” I say getting in my seat and clicking the seatbelt.

“Umm yeah, I— um.” Chris starts before Nick cuts him off.

“He was taking too long in the store so I hopped in the front.” I see Chris raise his eyebrows slightly at Nick, giving him a weird look.

“I didn’t know you guys went out. What were you getting?” I ask.

“Um just toiletries and stuff. Needed some, uh, shampoo.” Chris says shrugging his shoulders and breaking out eye contact. He seemed tense, but I brushed it off.

***

We pull into the driveway and I get out of the car making my way over to the trunk. The three boys get out and stand awkwardly behind the car with me.

“Did you want help bringing the stuff in?” I say and there was silence as the boys just awkwardly stared at each other, and then at me. “…From the store?” I continue.

“Oh no Chris’s got it. Matt and I wanna show you the updates we made to the podcast studio, come on!” Nick says grabbing my arm and leading me up the driveway to their front door leaving Chris behind to get stuff out of the trunk.

Matt, Nick, and I go inside and they immediately go upstairs to their studio, and I stop to hesitate at the bottom of the stairs.

“Should we wait for Chris?” I say. Matt turns around to look at me, and then shoots a glance to Nick.

“No he’s slow as fuck. Come on!” Nick yells. I laugh and make my way upstairs.

Matt and Nick start showing me decor and stuff around the studio. It honestly wasn’t anything that I haven’t already seen before, but I kept my mouth shut because it seemed very important for them to show me again. As they blabber on I see Chris run swiftly past the door, carrying a bunch of shopping bags, and going into his bedroom slamming the door. I became even more suspicious to his weird behavior.

Matt and Nick went on to me about the podcast episodes they were planning to film, but I was barely even listening since my thoughts were elsewhere. I’m snapped out of my daydreaming when Chris comes in and stands in the doorway.

“Okaaaay! You guys have to go to Laura’s, yeah?” Chris asks his brothers.

“Yes! Yes we do. Matt let’s get going!” Nick says to Matt and they eagerly start walking out of the room. Matt turns back and gives me a smile, “Have fun!” He says. Matt then gives Chris a pat on the shoulder before him and Nick make their way downstairs and out the door.

Why the hell were they all acting so weird?

I take a step towards Chris as he remains blocking the doorway.

“So, what do you wanna do?” I question, and a smirk creeps up on his face.

“I actually have a special movie night planned for us.” He says with that sweet smile of his I love so much.

“What makes it special?” I ask. He grabs my hand, making my breath hitch in my throat slightly at our touch. He leads me to his bedroom. Was this it? Was he making his move? I didn’t necessarily think he’d be so bold as to bed me right away, but I also wasn’t complaining. I thought to myself before he proves me wrong. He opens his bedroom door and leads me inside, and I smile big once I see what he’s done.

His bed is full of pillows from both his room and the spare bedroom, and they’re covered in a huge blanket. There’s another sherpa blanket on the bed with a cute teddy bear on my side where I usually sleep. On his nightstand is a bowl of popcorn, and bags of my favorite candies. He had turned his ceiling lights off and had fairy lights draped over his headboard illuminating the room. Also lighting the room was his TV which had one of my favorite Disney movies cued up ready to watch.

Chris steps back as I walk around the room taking it all on.

“Chris! This is so sweet!” I gawk as I jump into his bed and wrap myself in the softest blanket and he follows suit. We lay in his bed together in silence for a moment before he grabs the teddy bear and handing it to me with a smile. I take the bear from his hands and wrap it tight in my arms.

Chris’s POV:

“Chris, what’s all this for?” Y/N asks looking at me with her beautiful eyes.

I knew that she’d ask why I went all out. I had ran a couple scenarios of her possible questions in my head, and embarrassingly enough I may or may not have practiced what I was going to say with Nick in the car earlier…

“Well, it’s for you.” Duh? Chris I think that’s kinda obvious you dumb fuck. I don’t think any amount of practicing could’ve prepared me to face the prettiest, sweetest girl I’ve ever met in my life. I could feel my heart beating faster with each passing moment. She smiles, her eyes softening, and she scootches closer to me.

“You did all this for me? Why?” She asks sweetly. I knew she’d love the surprise, but also knew she’d be confused.

I really tried my best to prepare for this talk, but I was still so nervous. I didn’t know what to say.

I take a deep inhale before starting the conversation.

“I— I did this for you because I wanted to. Well I mean obviously I wanted to or else I wouldn’t have done this. What I mean is I want to show you what I think of you. Or, I mean, how I feel… and I— ugh.” I sigh and burry my face in my hands now completely embarrassed from my nervous rambling. “I don’t know how to use my words.” I mumble into my hands.

I feel a soft, gentle hand on mine pulling it slowly from my face, and I’m met with Y/N as her eyes lock on mine. When my hands are back down in my lap she reaches her hand up to gently cup my cheek, not breaking eye contact. Her eyes flicker from mine down to my lips, and back up to mine before speaking;

“Then don’t use your words…”

I bring my hand up to lay on top of hers cupping my cheek, and I lean in to her touch. I bring my other hand gently to the nape of her neck and pull her closer. Her face is mere inches away from mine. Our eyes breaking contact and moving to our lips. She slowly closes her eyes, and I pull her in fully and plant my lips on hers.

Her lips were soft. Sweet, even. They molded perfectly with mine as we kiss. The kiss is gentle and eager at the same time. I’ve only ever dreamed of this moment, and I can’t believe it’s finally happening.

We pull away from our kiss, our foreheads still touching. I open my eyes first to look at her, and when she opens hers a sweet smile creeps on her lips making me laugh softly.

“Hi.” I say in a whisper.

“Hi Chris.”

“I really like you, Y/N.”

“I really like you too.”

She pulls me in, this time with more force, and plants a passionate kiss on my lips.

We continue to kiss for a moment before I pull back.

“Will you be my girl?” I ask.

She smiles, nodding her head feverishly before bringing her lips back to mine and throwing her hands around my neck.

I’m in heaven.

**********

I honestly didn’t know how to end this and I’m kinda cringing but oh well.

Happy Thanksgiving y’all! 🦃

— Kay 🖤

#chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #let’s trip tour #versus tour #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo x reader

[olderthannetfic]

I would never defend them - at least not the ones who actually harass people - but I do wonder if there's some antis out there who genuinely come from good intentions.

Super serious and genuinely shameful confession: I'm an ex-radfem. I went into those circles in the first place bc I liked some of Dworkin's works. And while I obviously do not recommend anyone ever get into radical feminism, I will say this: If haven’t been down that very specific rabbit hole of ideology yourself - especially in online settings - you cannot even begin to imagine how fucking INSANELY pervasive the ideas are. Even if you've been a victim of radfem hate, if you haven't been a radfem yourself, I'm truly inclined to think you have no idea what those spaces are actually like. Sorta like how if you've been a victim of fundie hate, that is awful and it fucking sucks, but if you haven't been raised fundie yourself, you really don't know what it's like to be IN those circles, just a VICTIM of those circles.

I hate to throw around words like “hivemind” or “groupthink” but it is that. I went into radfem spaces thinking that I was above believing certain things that they believed but I clearly wasnt, it is so fucking toxic and that’s why i’ll never believe that “TIRF” (trans inclusionary radfem - something I tried and failed to be) can be a real thing. And then these same people have the audacity to call trans rights a cult, but you know, it's whatever.

Obviously terfs are more serious in the "real world" than antis are, but there are some parallels in the way that both groups feel about kink/porn discourse. (No, I'm not saying that antis "believe TERF ideology" or anything, but I do think in the specific context of sex stuff, there ARE alot of parallels.)

I am not defending radfems either, but I will say that I got into it because I was genuinely worried about things such as: PH and how they just steal content from sex workers, the abuse going on in the sex work industry, the phenomenon of young girls who are waiting to turn 18 so they can start an OF account, romance novels that were not marketed as dark but should've been considering they straight up romanticized abuse and rape.

I really do think that most antis are of a similar mindset -- people, typically young traumatized people (not trying to pull the neurodivergent minor card, it's just that statistically speaking, that label CAN describe most antis) who are truly worried that, like, idk, some young girl is gonna watch Twilight or read Reylo fic and think that an overly possessive bf is #goals. Again, I'm NOT trying to defend this ideology or line of thinking at all, I'm just saying that i DO think most of them really don't realize the harm that they're doing, and actually think they're doing good.

I actually kinda feel bad for them, but like my earlier comparisons, I feel bad for them in the same way I feel bad for fundies or evangelicals. I feel bad that they hold such an awful ideology while thinking they're doing good things, but I stop feeling bad once they start ACTUALLY hurting people and I'll always feel worse for the people who they harass and harm.

And like I'd never want to be a radfem again and I hate that I was one once but, between myself and your ~10k (ballpark estimate lol) followers, I think that my time spend in that belief system gave me some really good insight to cult mindsets, which was something I didn't understand before or have much sympathy towards, and I've emerged with a lot of empathy for people who ARE stuck in bad ideologies. I could've been born into a hate group. I could've been preyed on by alt-right people and sucked in that way. Instead, it was reading radblr during quarantine that got me. Before I fell into it, I just mindlessly hated everyone in that group, and now I just feel sorry for them (still without justifying any of their actions).

It's honestly a really, really, complicated thing to try to grapple with. Anyone, yes including you reading this, can be brainwashed into hate. The second you think you're too good for that, you've lost.

This was more of a vent than a discourse ask. I guess my tl;dr is: I hate antis, terfs, fundamentalists, etc, as much as the next guy, but I also recognize that some of those people truly truly do think they're on the right side of history, and some of those people have been sucked into an ideology they never would've believed otherwise if not for xyz factors. While hate groups will never deserve pity, there are some vulnerable people in hate groups who for some reason believe they're doing good, and I wish I could help all of those people.

--

Yeah, I assume many antis are perfectly sincere in their desire to protect people. They're just wrong about what will work.

[fanfiction4sooya]

Request: Jessica Jung x reader: first time together(smut of course) thank you

ya'll have no idea how much I LOVE snsd asks!!! Sorry for taking so long, sweetheart 💖💖

cw: smut, +18, fingering, humping, oral sex, lots of praises, 69,not proofread etc.

You two met at a party her sister threw a few weeks prior. You were with a couple friends and she couldn't stop staring at you the whole night. Of course you thought she was annoyed at you, Jessica naturally has a serious face when she is relaxed.

But after you told your friends you weren't feeling very well (an excuse to leave her sister's party since you thought she was annoyed at you) she actually stopped you from getting your uber, explaining she didn't wanted to seem annoyed but interested.

Of course after that you two went out a couple of times until you two decided to take it to the next level. Dating her was exceptional, she was gentle and much more kind than she looked, always willing to listen and to reassure you, she was also very secure but well you were a bit anxious about one thing...

You two haven't had sex yet.

Of course you two wanted it to happen, you wanted it to happen but the thought of having sex with literally the Jessica Jung was getting you insane like... How many of the hottest women in the world hasn't she had sex? Another thing... she is older and way more experienced and-

"Honey?" Her voice took you out of the anxious daydream when she kissed your knuckles over the restaurant table.

She took you out to dinner on a beautiful and quite expensive restaurant, caring not only for your outfit but everything else. She picked a wine red dress that showed your curves and black heels. You looked stunning, you felt stunning but that little sting of anxiety wouldn't go away for nothing.

"yes?" You weakly smiled, feeling caught.

"Are you alright? What's wrong?" You were met with caring brown eyes. You heavily sighed, deciding to talk to her about it.

"Can we go home?" You asked in your most stable tone, trying not to alarm her.

"Of course we can, sweetheart" She caressed your knuckles.

After paying you two left, hand in hand out of the place to her expensive rolls royce and after that her house. She sat in her bed and you started to talk in a quiet, ashamed tone:

"I know I might be acting... Strange" you paced around her master bedroom, trying to find a way of not dying of embarrassment. "I think I'm a bit scared..." You spoke more to yourself than to her.

"scared?" Her pretty voice sounded secure and stable and honestly that was so sexy of her. "Of me?"

"No! Not of you I mean yes, a bit but like not in a like 'she's gonna hurt me' way, not that-" You started to ramble and she got up, holding you by the shoulders, making you stop pacing and rambling.

"Honey, take a deep breath" She caressed your face, pulling you to straddle her on the bed. You lowered your head to her shoulder, embarrassed because you thought you were acting dumb. "Keep going whenever you feel like it" Her arms circled your waist, holding you and her lips hovered over your temple, gently kissing there.

Her breath was calm; you noticed that she had this thing where she wouldn't rush you at all, always ready to wait as long as it'd take for you. You wondered how the thought of her being a mean girl ever crossed your mind.

"You are Jessica Jung" You said, looking into her eyes. She had a curious, amused expression. "I mean, like... You could have anyone, you probably had anyone you wanted" You sheepishly said. "I am scared I have nothing much to offer" She furrowed her eyebrows a bit and then, when you really thought she was going to laugh at your concern she took a deep breath and her eyes softened.

"Honey" She started, caressing your back in an up and down motion, sending shivers down your spine. "I want you since you entered Krystal's house with your friends" Her hand made contact with your cheek. "I want you so bad that I literally had you thinking I was mad at you due to my not so subtle stare" You chuckled a bit. "Of course I have a past and it might seem intimidating at first but you also have one, as long as I hate admitting it" She rolled her eyes. "Everyone I had, everyone you had... it's past" You bit your lip and you saw her eyes trace them.

She made a pause, leaning her forehead against yours.

"You make me crazy" She took in your scent, opening her eyes to stare at your position straddling her like that. "I am here because I want you, only you" You felt the slight shift on the way she held you: not careful anymore but more tight, a bit more passionate now, pulling you in even more. "I want you so fucking bad, baby" Her lips hovered over yours. "But I'll wait until you are ready for me..." She hushed and you nearly fainted.

Your heartbeat was fast and erratic, your insides felt warm and your cheeks were burning hot. She didn't expect your next words and honestly, neither did you.

"Take me" You whispered, eyes glued to hers and lips hovering hers as well. "Please Sica..." Her eyes darkened and her hands gripped your waist, her lips aching to meet yours. "I want you to do to me everything you've been thinking of"

"Are you sure?" Damn. How could she be so attractive only asking you if you were sure? You felt your mouth dry and finally you connected her lips and yours in a chaste motion, that could barely be called a kiss but somehow it was enough answer for her.

In a quick motion your back was touching her soft mattress and her perfectly shaped lips were in yours. You didn't fight for any dominance, you really didn't even try; fighting Jessica Jung for dominance was a lost battle and of course, in that case, you didn't wanna win at all.

Her tongue slid against yours in a slow yet urgent pace. It made your pussy ache in despair as her hands held your thighs apart so she would be between them, slightly grinding down. You moaned when she traveled her tongue to your neck to lick then bite the piece of flesh, your skin hot against her lips.

"Jessica" You moaned and she smiled against your skin.

"Fuck, I was aching to hear you calling my name like that" She said, rolling your dress up and off your body. You felt a little self conscious for a moment and she realized it, quickly taking her dress off as well. "Come here, pretty girl" She pulled you to sit, attaching your lips one more time and making you shiver when she grazed one of your nipples with her thumb. Soon her kisses were to that exact spot, ripping a deep moan out of your throat.

You closed your eyes, gently holding her head in place as you felt slick between your thighs, clenching hard around nothing.

"Please" You mewled, swallowing hard when her eyes met yours and you felt her smile against your skin. Her lips went back to yours and her hand traveled to your covered pussy, the back of her fingers lightly grazing your engorged clit.

You held her shoulders with both hands, trying your best to anchor yourself as your legs trembled ever so lightly. Pulling your panties to the side, she dipped her middle finger in your slit and you whined as Jessica pulled it out, stopping your kiss to welcome her finger inside her own mouth. She purred feeling your taste and you almost fainted, entranced by that divine being upon yourself.

"You taste so fucking good, honey" She husked, licking your lips next.

Jessica softly pushed your back to touch her expensive mattress one more time, not wasting any second on ripping your panties off of you and lying on her stomach, both arms hooked under your thighs. She kissed your mound, appreciating the view of your swollen glistening pussy; soon she kissed your inner thigh, never stopping the eye contact as your eyes followed hers. When she kissed your clit, oh god, you finally let out the breath you were so desperately holding.

"Oh god" You whined, trying your best to keep your eyes open. You didn't wanna lose sight of her actions, blinking only when you absolutely had to.

How come someone seem expensive by eating pussy? Her movements were elegant and precise, not rushed by any means.

Slowly in a upright motion she licked from your slit to your clit, her tongue flat on your drenched cunt; Jessica let out a gutural moan upon tasting you, her eyes rolling a bit back, her arms squeezing your thighs as you arched your back.

"So good- oh" Was all you managed to say, biting the back of your hand to stop yourself from screaming. Your eyes went back to hers, her lips enveloping your clit to steadily suck. You cussed yourself out for losing so much time, completely forgetting why you and her were having sex just now.

That was the best head you've ever had. Her tongue was skillful, dipping in and out of you and making you see stars as her nose bumped against your clit over and over.

Your scalp started tingling and your hand automatically went to the back of her head, your thighs trapping her head between your legs as you felt the hot and cold sensation of an orgasm wash over you.

You lost track of time trying to control your shaky legs, eyes closed and limp body. You felt the bed dip beside you and her wet lips touch yours, pulling your body on top of hers to hug you so passionately, kissing your bare shoulders and cleavage.

"Take a deep breath, princess" She said right by your ear, kissing your neck next. You did your best to do as she told you, blindly kissing her lips next.

Yes you just came but you were still aroused as ever, but this time it wasn't only for your own pleasure. Your knee pressed between her legs and you witnessed her hiss, biting your lower lip.

"please let me taste you... I need you Sica, please" You whined and she smiled against your lips.

"So polite..." She guided you to be on top of her, your bare cunt above her face as you faced her own. Your mouth absolutely watered when pulling her underwear to the side, revealing her slick coated pussy.

"You are so pretty..." You whispered, sticking your tongue out to lick her. Feeling her tremble under you, you throbbed hard, moaning when you felt her pull your hips down to fully envelope your clit with her lips. "Fuck" You cried out, blindly attaching your lips to her cunt once again.

This time it felt even more electrifying because of her mouth on you too, lapping up your juices in a hungry and quite needy way; her nails dug in your skin, her moan muffled by your intimacy.

She tasted divine, felt divine under you. Not wasting any time you dipped one finger in her entrance and she held your thighs with blunt force, clenching when your whole finger entered her.

"god baby, I am going insane" She humped up ever so bossy, to guide your mouth with more force to her reddened pussy. "Yes just like that, honey" She said, attaching her mouth to your pussy once again.

Your middle finger kept hitting the same spot while her clit throbbed against your lips, your mouth wet with her slick while you kept humping her, swiping your drenched cunt all over her face to cum once again.

"D-don't stop baby, keep going just like that-" Her sentence was cut short when you felt her tense under you, her toned abs moving ever so slightly from how hard she came, followed by you once again.

You kept sucking her off trembling above her face, completely deaf to her pleas as she tried really hard to pull you off of her because you were overstimulating her almost to the point of tears.

Completely pussy drunk you let go of her with 'pop', turning to face her as she smiled at you, pulling you in for an obscene kiss, cleaning your dripping chin with her tongue.

"You did so good, baby" She whispered against your lips, a bit out of breath and you blushed hiding your face on her shoulder. She turned you over, now your back pressed against the mattress once again, getting you off guard. Jessica straddled your waist, pulling both your arms above your head to kiss your lips once again, her pussy humping yours ever so sligthly.

"Jessica" You cried out.

"yes baby, keep calling my name like that" She sucked a dark spot on your neck. "I need to have you over and over for all those weeks without being able to touch you, honey"

Her lips hovered over yours and you rolled your eyes, your body completely at her mercy once again...

#gxg smut #snsd smut #snsd jessica #jessica jung smut #jessica jung #jessica jung x fem! reader

[slocumjoe]

Concept for if Bethesda loved the other Companions same as old tricky dick

Gage; a dlc that doesn't kinda suck actually, but also properly explores what being a raider entails, and what kind of people end up as one. I don't think you could actually redeem him, but I'd like that idea to be directly confronted, as least. I've talked about this before but it's wasted potential that you can't make the Nuka Gang confront the fact that Oh Shit The Farmers Are Now Dangerous

Deacon: I don't think he needs his own side quest or even DLC, but I'd like him to have side quests attached to him, a la Nick's detective cases sidequests. He's a spy. Pls let us do spy shit

Piper: Same as Deacon, but I think she actively needs a sidequest. Her character gimmick, her plot purpose, and her actual affinity talks are so unrelated it's painful. Let her journalism actually be content, not just a bit of trivia about her. A set of side quests + a personal quest that addresses Diamond City's Problems with a capital P. Lots of societal issues in that little space and we do nothing with any of it.

Preston: just fix the Minutemen and give this man a goddamn break. The Minutemen just need a rehaul, so as to not have him be the quest giver. And give him other stuff to do! I wanna actually fight the Gunners! Bring up and address the failures of the old Minutemen!!! Please!!!

X6-88: give the bitch something oh my God. Much like Gage, I don't think you can convince him to let go of the Institute, but give us a CHANCE. Emil just seems so scared to ask hard questions and use interesting concepts.

Danse; finish his arc you thots (also I think Fallout 4 really lacks some humanizing/soft moments in the world and I think Danse would be a good. Subject? For them. Like a shelter dog getting to play with ducklings. Idk but I have a vision)

MacCready: they forgot that his whole point was having a whole ass baby. Give him his child wtf.

Strong; delete

Codsworth; stronger plot presence. This robot raised that old bitch let him throw hands. Also, if you wanted to put quests in Sanctuary that spawn up as the town develops, Codsworth would be a great quest giver and tagalong as you try and keep the piece and set up some kind of society.

Curie; I've said it before. I'm saying again. Curies whole deal should have been a major plot point. She's a robot that becomes human and develops human feelings with human biology. This is not important to any faction leader. What on earth.

Cait; yall fuckin know how I feel about Cait but honestly, her personal quest sucks so much I'd rather they didn't. Just give her more and better affinity talks. She needs more time to open up and develop, and 4 conversations is not enough.

Hancock; I have quite a few nitpicks about Hancock but the fact that Micky D getting ganked and being revealed to be a synth DOESNT MATTER is insane. Macdonough's last interaction with Hancock was crucial to his character arc and not letting that circle around is so, so miserable. Also, I want politically-charged quests. Campaigning! Discussions on economy! He's a mayor of this weird little anarchy town, let us play in that space.

#i cannot believe nick got his own dlc #like. i KNEW. i KNOW. but like #WOW. #THE FAVORITISM. #HE WAS THE MOST DEVELOPED ONE ALREADY GUYS #THATS NOT SAYING MUCH BUT HE STILL HAD A LOT MORE LEGWORK PUT IN #SPARE A CRUMB OF DEVELOPMENT PLS #im pretty neutral to nick but i actively like him less #knowing that hes the golden child #the one that gets pizza hut after football practice but the others get papa johns #idk im so fuckin tired #i have a three day weekend and all i wanna do is get back to work #i am NOT a downtime person

[mera-k1]

I like the topic of sex when they are jealous :0, I would like to ask about that just for Yohei, Kanata and hajun with a very pretty mc who easily attracts the attention of those around her ksjsk that would be all, thanks in advance, take care ^-^ )/

i like that topic too, anon.. hope you enjoy♡

Jealous Sex

Yohei, Kanata, Hajun x afab!reader

-smut, marking (yohei, kanata), little bit sadism (hajun) & mockery? (also, hajun..)

-yohei can be a pretty jealous guy when it comes to other guys checking you out a little too much. it's one thing when a guy compliments your looks but it's another thing to him when a guy decides he's going to make a move on you.

-as for when it does lead to jealous sex, he tends to get more rough with you. thrusting into you faster and rougher than he normally would, even bringing his thumb down to rub circles onto your clit as he listens to your pretty moans.

-he will mark up your neck and chest a lot more than he would when he's not jealous. they'll be in more noticeable spots that you can't hide as well. instead of sticking to spots that you normally could hide, he picks spots that'll be difficult to hide because well, you're his!

-spends a long while on just marking up your pretty body when he's jealous. biting, sucking, and kissing every mark he makes to be sure it'll last in case that guy tries to make moves on you again.

-yohei holds a little bit of a grudge against whoever did try to make a move on you... he knows you're pretty and that anyone would be lucky to have you but he has you and he doesn't plan on sharing.

-kanata is the most jealous out of the three. he hates it when another guy even talks to you for too long, thinking that you're going to leave him for the other guy just because the conversations gone on too long for his liking.

-he's so mean when he gets jealous, making you say that you only want to be his as he fucks into you, not giving you an ounce of mercy. he's too focused on 'reclaiming' you after that guy seemed to be checking you out.

-lots and lots of biting, making sure they're all visible. he doesn't like how that guy thought you were single when he was standing right there! the new marks he'll give you will certainly solve that problem though.

-he's possessive over those he loves and you can't change that. kanata is going to be possessive over you, making you tell him over and over that you're his as he hovers over you with narrowed eyes as if he's trying to tell if you're lying to him.

-hajun get's silently jealous, often times you won't even realize he's jealous unless the guy really pushes it to which he'll then respond with some physical affection such as grabbing your waist and pulling you closer to him.

-the only way i can see having jealous sex with him would happen is if he got insanely jealous and couldn't do anything about it in the moment. ex. a guy getting too close and touchy with you when he's not able to do anything about it for whatever reason.

-he gets a bit more mocking when you have jealous sex with him. he's rubbing circles on your clit and making you look at him while he asks you stuff that he already knows the answer to.

-"hmm? you're not thinking about that guy right now, are you? you're not imagining that i'm him, right?"

-it's honestly a little humiliating to have your boyfriend ask if you're thinking about another guy just because you seemed to be enjoying yourself with another guy who probably just hugged you!

-he doesn't like to admit he gets jealous but hajun really does and he almost makes it seem like it's your fault for making him jealous! he just loves seeing your whiny reactions when he asks you those things, assuring him over and over it really meant nothing.

#♡ fics ♡ #paradox live x reader #paralive x reader #paradox live smut #yohei smut #yohei kanbayashi x reader #kanata yatonokami x reader #kanata smut #hajun yeon x reader #hajun smut

[kelp-dreaming]

Talk Too Much

pairing: Kendall Roy x F!Reader

summary: You have a habit of rambling too much, Kendall finds a way to fix that.

genre: fluff!!!

word count: 1.3k

tags/warnings: swearing, that’s about it this time! 

a/n: based off the song “Talk Too Much” by COIN. Wrote this for a friend, probably not super show accurate since I haven’t watched it yet (i know i know) 

You never really knew when to shut up. You’ve always been a talker; a nervous talker, an excited rambler, an angry babbler, the list could go on. And typically people like the Roy’s did not like being interrupted, but somehow they decided you were alright. At least Kendall, your boss, (not that he ever really acted like it) let it slide. 

You sat fidgeting with your dress, pinching and plucking at all the folds in the fabric. 

“Oh this always happens with this type of fabric,” you pouted, smoothing your manicured nails against your waist. One thing that was always a perk to being forced into these stupid things was that Kendall spared no expense to make sure you looked the part. What part? Who knows at this point. 

Your relationship with Kendall Roy was… unconventional, to say the least. Technically, you were hired as some kind of PR manager when shit hit the fan with him, which seemed to happen every twelve seconds. But that title was quickly forgotten and honestly, you just kind of became a paid personal assistant slash arm candy. Which, to be frank, was a lot more difficult than one would think. 

But here you were, shifting back and forth against the luxurious leather seats and making sure you weren’t going to accidentally flash anyone as you stepped out. 

You continue to ramble, “--It’s just like, why does satin feel so nice, but also makes me feel like I’m a stuffed sausage. It’s really insane to think about the the ways women are–”

“Jesus,” Kendall finally groans, running his hands over his face, he turns and addresses you, “listen, you look great. Please, for the love of God, shut up for like 10 minutes.” 

Heat rises immediately in your cheeks, tinging your nose and tip of your ears with pink. You wring your hands together, rings clicking against each other. Your voice is soft, “I’m sorry.” 

You’re staring down at your knees, one exposed because of the slit that goes up the side of your dress, when you see Kendall’s hand grip your bare knee lightly, giving it a light squeeze. A bolt of electricity flies up your spine, and you do everything in your power to stop your body from breaking out into goosebumps, to no avail.

“Hey,” Kendall presses, trying to get you to look at him, “it’s alright, just– just relax.” 

You blink at him. He’s trying to comfort you. He’s never really been good at it, but the effort is enough to ease some of your nerves. You offer him a soft smile. His hand lingers on your skin, and you swear you can feel his thumb begin to rub small circles against your skin. But before you can know for sure, the car comes to a halt, signaling that you were at your destination. When he removes his hand, you suddenly feel very, very cold. 

“Well,” he sighs, “let’s get this fucking over with.” Looking back at you, he adds, a playful smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth, “If we do this right, we can probably get out of here in an hour.” 

He exits the limo, reaching back inside for your hand, which you eagerly take. You slide across and out of the limo, Kendall taking extra care to stand in front of you as you exit so that no paparazzi can get a “money shot” up your skirt. You smile up at him. 

“When did you become a gentleman?” You challenge, snaking your hand around his elbow. 

Kendall just offers you a small shrug, his face stony. It normally is when he’s around the press, so you’ve learned not to take it too personally. Expertly, Kendall is able to navigate you both through the crowd and into the gala. 

You’re immediately bombarded with loud music and lights. Oh, it’s one of those galas. Your grip on Kendall tightens as you enter the room. He brings his other hand over yours, giving it another reassuring squeeze. 

He leans his lips to your ear, “One hour, I promise.” Before he pries your hand off of him. You don’t mean to, but you pout. You pout. Like a silly fucking school-kid. 

“What am I supposed to do? What if I get lost? What if I get drugged here, Ken? What if you can’t find me and then you leave without–” 

He cuts you off by saying your name, his hands gripping your shoulders. Another round of goosebumps, as if this couldn’t get more embarrassing. 

“You’re fine, go grab a drink, shmooze, or– I dunno, sit in a fucking corner. But I will not leave you. I’ll find you, okay?” 

You bite your lower lip nervously, but after a moment you give him a nod. He releases you and disappears into the crowd. Letting out a shaky breath, and smoothing your clammy hands over your curves, you make your way over to the open bar. 

And that’s where you stay for nearly an hour. Scrolling on your phone, sipping your third Dirty Martini, when you feel a familiar presence. Looking up you see Kendall making his way toward you. He looks… relaxed. A very rare sight to see, especially lately. When he meets you at the bar, you can’t help but flash him a bright smile, relief washing over you. 

“Have you been here this whole time?” Kendall asks, before ordering himself a club soda. 

“Mhm,” you respond sipping at the liquor, suddenly feeling very nervous about drinking around him. 

“You can drink,” he reassured, as if he could hear your thoughts, “I don’t mind.” 

“Are you sure? I can dump it, or–or–” 

Kendall puts his fingers over your lips, silencing you. You’re not quite sure what has gotten into him, he’s rarely as handsy as he’s been all night. Not that you're complaining, you’ve been lost in his deep eyes since day one. 

“You’re doing it again,” Kendall retorts, “You’d think that a drink would–” 

“Three,” You corrected. 

He raises his brows, “well then especially after three drinks, you’d be a bit less…” he gestures at you, “this.” 

You stiffen. “What do you mean?” Your eyes prick with tears. “I-I can go– I’m sorry.” 

“No, no, no,” Kendall rushes to reach for you. He lets out a huff of a laugh, “There’s nothing wrong. You just… you talk a shit ton.” 

“You’ve known this for how long at this point, Ken? I can’t help it, I just don’t know how to tone it down. I know it’s obnoxious, I know it’s annoying and that I’m not being paid to talk your ear off all the time. I just get so pent up. And now I’m rambling again and– God– I just don’t know how to stop it–” 

As you continue to ramble, your hands now in on the conversation as you speak animatedly, Kendall sets down his club soda in a matter-of-fact kind of way, a determined nod as he does so. He turns to you, nodding along with your babbling before placing his warm hands on your cheeks and pulling your mouth to his. 

Eyes wide, you freeze, before your eyes flutter shut and you melt into the kiss. His lips are soft, softer than you’d imagined. There’s a type of reverence to the kiss, as he cradles your face in his hands. It feels like it’s something you both had wanted to do for so long. 

What feels like too soon, he pulls away. His eyes search yours, hands still cupping your now incredibly flushed cheeks. You can see the ways his eyes crinkle with a small smile. 

“Hey,” Kendall finally breaks the silence. 

“Hi,” you breathe out. 

“You okay?” 

You can only respond with a nod. Too shocked to speak, which is a first. 

“If I knew kissing you would shut you up for a fucking second, I would’ve done this more often.” He chuckles, before slinging an arm around your shoulder, pressing a soft kiss on your temple. 

#succession #kendall roy #kendall roy x reader #kendall roy x you #succession fanfic #kendall roy fanfic

[illubean]

Valorant Protocol as Highschool Stereotypes

Characters: Chamber, Gekko, Iso, Jett, Killjoy, Neon, Phoenix, Raze, Sage, Skye, Viper, Yoru Type: Headcanons

HAHA help me valorant brainrot >.< also this is based off of my hs experience soooo yeah

Warnings: none

Chamber

your typical pretty boy

all the girls love him all the boys hate him

well...most of the girls love him

they follow him around to classes or offer him gifts or ask to sit with him at lunch etc.

and he eats up the attention every time

he's lab partners with Viper in Environmental Sciences and he likes trying to flirt with her

she actually hates him btw

Gekko

canonically he skateboards

but honestly? I can see him being on the dance team

he's so high energy, he needs some sort of outlet

he never misses an opportunity to show off his dance moves

homecoming? prom? he is the center of the dance circle

like Raze, he doesn't know how popular he is

he's just happy to have so many good friends that it doesn't even actually occur to him that he's considered "popular"

Iso

he's an ap art kid

like he walks around with a big ass sketchbook every day

always talking about his portfolio

Iso baby ily but please shut the fuck up about oil paints <3

he probably volunteered part of his summer break to come in and paint a mural for the school

I think he'd also take a piano class as like a schedule filler but he actually gets crazy good at it

Jett

pe tryhard

if you end up on the opposite team as her while playing dodge ball good luck 😓

she's always picked as team captain because literally no one else is excited as she is

she's sorta like Hairo from Saiki K 💀

she gets a lil mad when her teammates don't try

Killjoy

she's in robotics club

she's not very popular but that doesn't bother her at all

she heads straight to and from every class and spends her lunch period in the workshop unless Raze drags her off somewhere

not a lot of people actually know who she is, and if they do they just know her as 'Raze's Friend'

i think she'd remind the teacher about the homework and hit you with the "erm actually 🤓" tbh

Neon

she's on track and field/cross country

after every meet you can find her laying on the floor somewhere ready to puke bc she tries so hard to win 😭

she always ends up top 5 tho

she complains about practice but joins the team every year anyways

she carries her bag around all the time and if you open it there's like 10 water bottles in there

#hydratedqueen

Phoenix

theater kid DUHH

he's probably drama club president or sumn

bro will NOT let go of a specific song from a musical he was in his freshman year and it wasn't even his song 💀

he's been in every show every year and somehow he manages to land every role he wants

he's insanely good at the game 'bang' (mostly because he's louder than everyone else...)

he probably plans/hosts the cast parties too

Raze

she doesn't care much about her grades

she does the bare minimum and gets straight Cs

she's just here to have fun

everyone likes her because of her approachable personality

she doesn't think she's popular but she is

Sage

she's in the medical assistant class

she takes it very seriously, as she plans on going to medical school

even before taking the class she carries a first aid kit and other essentials everywhere she goes

you need a bandaid? ibuprofen? a pad or tampon? she has it all

she's also ASB president

school events literally would not be able to run without her

lets just say her college applications/resume will look REALLY good...

Skye

she also took medical assistant but was less crazy about it than Sage

she just follows her friend's lead

she thinks the skills are useful but she doesn't see herself making it her career

but also I think she would play volleyball

she's a well rounded player but specializes most in defense

still, don't underestimate her bc this girl can SPIKE

Viper

she took every ap science class offered without taking the general ones first

she complains about getting any grade below an A...

"What are you talking about? That test was easy"

sorry not everyone is as smart as you Sabine 😑

she spends all her free time at chem tutoring (even though she doesn't need it)

Yoru

he thinks he looks cool and mysterious when he walks down the halls but he doesn't

everyone just thinks his mad all the time and stay out of his way 😭

randos try to pick fights with him bc he "looked at them wrong" (Yoru wins every time)

he's not exactly a 'quiet kid' but he does lay low when it comes to the social part of school

despite his 'bad boy' look, he has pretty good grades

he's also probably one of those guys that a handful of girls have a crush on but he has no idea

#viper valorant #valorant viper #valorant x reader #valorant sage #valorant #valorant skye #valorant iso x reader #valorant iso #iso x reader #iso x you #iso valorant #valorant yoru #yoru valorant #yoru x reader #valorant phoenix #phoenix valorant #phoenix x reader #valorant jett #jett #jett valorant #jett x reader #valorant raze #raze valorant #raze x reader #valorant killjoy #killjoy valorant #valorant neon #neon valorant #neon x reader #valorant gekko

[animehouse-moe]

Chainsaw Man Chapter 127: Save The Asa

This if Fujimoto in his element, mixing parts and characters and approaches to create something that only he could. Lifting characters up with fancy words and emotional sentiments, only to have it come crashing down in the most hilarious and apt ways possible. Hardly a big chapter, but within the context of what's around it, certainly one that will be remembered.

⚠️Warning: Spoilers Ahead⚠️

A lot of the chapter focuses on Asa's attachment to life, as you'd expect. She circles the drain, remember her fears, her worst moments. She remembers just how much her life has sucked, how she's only kept alive to be used as a tool by a devil. It's all very outstanding, and is like an accelerated version of Denji's story because Asa is more aware of herself. It doesn't take the terrible moments for reality to break her, because she was never anywhere near the same rock bottom as Denji.

And that's what I love the most about it, Fujimoto's aware. Fujimoto's aware how terrible Denji's life has been, how brutal an existence he's been given, and rather than leveraging that against Asa, he uses it to subvert expectations and assert just what kind of person Denji is. An insane hybrid devil that is driven only by dreams. The kind of guy that can save Asa.

It's equally as ridiculous, because on the surface you hardly get what's really going on (cue the "Fujimoto fan making something out of nothing"). It's just crazy how Fujimoto is throwing out the dumbest stuff possible, but ends up cobbling together a far more realistic and approachable sentiment to suicidal thoughts. Who cares about the "big things" in life? Why would that matter to someone ready to end it all? It's the smaller pieces of life that they'll miss. Reading their favorite manga weekly, or not being able to pet another cat or dog.

And it just keeps going. It doesn't say "oh there's good stuff to life", or "I moved past it", because the last thing someone wants to hear is "it gets better". Because no shit, thinking it'll get better doesn't make it get better.

Instead, Denji steals the show with his idiocy, and proudly proclaims his dream. No longer is it something as childish, or lowbrow as "touching boobs". Nay, it's something more noble, something more lofty. Something that a young man would truly dream of.

And what gets me here is Asa's disgust, as if she didn't allude to the same thought earlier. Also, cute little symbolism of the pair of birds together. Simple piece about freedom and Asa finding someone, as the two birds join up with one another.

Anyways, it's hard to really give this chapter its flowers when you read weekly. But when you put it into the context of the world ending, of Asa slipping deeper and deeper into depression, of her being driven to suicide, of absolutely nothing going her way, I'd honestly say it's the pinnacle of the arc. Purely because it comes in to mock it. It basically laughs in the face of a nuanced conversation on depression and suicide and says, "yeah it's sucks ass, but don't you want to have sex or pet dogs & cats or have ice cream whenever you feel like it?". It's a beautiful aspect of Fujimoto, and I'd honestly liken it to the finale of Fire Punch (though as a lesser form). His grasp of how people tick is incredible, and being able to stretch that understanding to fit the insanity that he loves chasing is amazing.

#chainsaw man #csm pt 2 #chainsaw man manga #csm manga #chainsaw man part two #chainsaw man part 2 spoilers #csm part 2 #csm spoilers #csm denji #asa mitaka #falling devil #manga recommendation #manga review

[musashi]

its honestly just like so fucking insane to me that anyone in their right mind would defend miles' choosing death and i think it again speaks to a greater problem the ace attorney fandom has with projecting on him so thoroughly that they forget to hold him accountable and examine the nuance in his character.

i think miles is a fave for the traumatized/otherwise neurodivergent and a lot of people who suffer from suicidal ideation probably latched onto him, his canon PTSD, and his guilt complex long before he chose death. and i think for that reason he is REALLY hard to hold accountable for his wrongdoings, especially the ones he does out of a place of trauma. i think a lot of people in the AA fanbase are young and too.. idek the word... hurt? hurt themselves to want to think about the fact that wrongdoings done out of trauma are still wrongdoings.

i think its more likely that miles' choosing death in jfa was meant, in the original concept, to be 蒸発, jouhatsu, a japanese concept of "disappearing/evaporating persons" who leave their former lives without a trace due to a number of cultural factors. but that doesn't change the fact that it works as a very heavy suicide allegory, and in that regard it is a bit of wish fulfillment for the suicidally idealized crowd. i think everyone who suffers from suicidal ideation dreams of getting to watch like a ghost at the aftermath of their death, watching people mourn them, watching people finally, finally care.

and i think that is in large part why people do not ever really talk about how cruel and fucked up what miles did is. because they are living a fantasy through him. a fantasy where they die or disappear, and they are loved and missed and wanted. speaking as someone who has experienced this myself, i get it.

but in reality that is not how suicide works, at all. your loved ones will not all sit in a circle and excuse you of yourself because they miss you so bad and you were in so much pain. in reality, they will be thrust into a whirlwind of complex and tangled emotions as they struggle to process the loss of you. it will not be pretty. it is a horrible thing to go through, and it is a horrible thing to do to people, and these concepts coexist.

i have attempted more times than i can count. i have also been close to people who attempted. some survived. some did not. that doesn't really matter in the grand scheme of things. what matters is my response, every time, was anger. so much so that i could not be there for my friends who survived theirs because i was so furious that they would do something like that to me that i knew being around them would only make the situation worse. i have had to say, i am sorry you are going through this horrible thing, but i cannot face it right now. do you have people who can help you through it? i cannot be one of those people.

suicide is not a cleanse. it is not a button you can press to make all the pain stop and make everyone suddenly care. the only way you can do that is with courage, perseverance, patience, and yes, a little bit of luck. it sucks and it's worth it, but that's not what i came here to say.

i came here to talk about miles edgeworth i think. and how it is whack to me that people defend what he did. it is a miracle that phoenix and franziska forgave him. as i am now, i don't think i would have.

#wordy wendy #suicide / #suicidal ideation / #wendy rambles #wendy rants #EDIT: oh i can already TELL this one's getting no notes

[bloodgulchblog]

I started reading Halo books after you recommended Legacy of Onyx to me not too long ago. I started with Fractures, which was a good first taste. Really liked Into the Fire. Next up was Legacy of Onyx, which was REALLY GOOD WOW and I chewed through the whole thing in two days. There's SO much left about Onyx, I hope we get more of it in novels or gameplay in the future. Now I'm onto Rubicon Protocol, which is pretty good so far (ch3) but not holding my attention as hard as Legacy of Onyx did

Ooh, Fractures is an interesting place to start imo. I'm glad you enjoyed it! It honestly gives you a lot of directions you could jump off in if you're looking for more book recs. I think getting into stuff with big lore like Halo is, unless you're doing something wild like just reading all of it like I did, mostly about figuring out what your handholds are and what you're interested in and where to go to follow those interests.

Rubicon Protocol is definitely a heavier, slower book than Legacy I think. It's a lot grimmer. I thought it was good overall but there were definitely points where I had to take a break because that gets dark. Really loved what the author did with Stone in particular, though.

If you are looking for more things to add to your list for later, based on what you've said here...

(Big post of tumblr user bloodgulchblog rambling about different Halo novels below the jump)

Ghosts of Onyx is the one I'm most confident about. I typically wouldn't recommend Ghosts as someone's first go at Eric Nylund's Halo novels because they're kind of a trilogy and having The Fall of Reach and First Strike read first makes it better, but if you had a good time diving right in the deep end at Fractures I think you'll be completely fine. (...The other two have Master Chief though and he's my special guy.)

Anyway, the reason I'd say Ghosts of Onyx is the stories you've already read are very heavy on the Spartan-IIIs, and that one is their origin story. You've met Tom-B292 and Lucy-B091 twice, you know Chief Mendez, you've seen the Ferrets, you've seen what Onyx turns into. Then if you like what Nylund was doing, Ghosts has you meet the surviving Spartan-IIs and Halsey and that's a big handhold to dig back further toward tFoR and FS if you feel like it.

Into the Fire is also an easy one to pull a rec off of, because it's actually the first section of a novella called Smoke and Shadow about Rion Forge. I liked it! It's short, but it was refreshing to see a book completely focused on civilian characters (...which is another reason that Legacy was fun for me.) It's also the start of a trilogy. The other two books are Renegades and Point of Light, both of those are full length and are circling back to Forerunner lore that hadn't been touched on in a while.

...Actually, speaking of Forerunners, man I feel like it has to have been wild to go right off with Promises to Keep without the context of the Forerunner trilogy. If you're curious based on that, try Cryptum. The Forerunner Trilogy is some true old-fashioned world-buildy weird scifi, Greg Bear was a master, and Cryptum is pretty accessible because it's about Bornstellar the idiot Forerunner teenager who knows just as little about what's going on as you do.

If you like it and go forward there, I'd say the middle book, Primordium, is much slower paced because it's focused on one guy (Chakas) in particular walking around with some other characters on a spooky Halo, but the third book Silentium is this great apocalyptic log of the whole of Forerunner civilization coming the fuck apart and the Didact losing his goddamn mind. 10/10

....What else.

Oh fuck, I know what else.

Alright, so. I don't like the Kilo Five trilogy, which is the series Glasslands is the first book of. The writing is engaging, but it has... it's hard to say it in a short way without starting to pull out my red string conspiracy board of insanity live on camera, but 1) this book in particular severely mishandles the characters from Ghosts of Onyx and 2) it has this really uncomfortable vibe about ONI and "necessary evil" that I think it doesn't quite stick it in a way I'm cool with. tl;dr the fictional characters don't need to be good people doing good things and fiction isn't real and the author doesn't have to come out on stage and tell you BAD PEOPLE DOING BAD THINGS IS BAD in order for a book to be okay, but I just do not trust the way this author handles ONI for real-world reasons that have a lot to do with real-world military imperialism.

...Also if you disagree with her on anything, especially Halsey, prepare to get hit with a sledgehammer telling you that you shouldn't be having fun. But I'll try to be the bigger person here.

The main reason I would say Glasslands at all is mostly Jul 'Mdama, who really does not get any emotional weight anywhere else in Halo. He's just kind of a ragdoll they throw around to have a bad guy in Spartan Ops and the Escalation comics until killing him off in the first 2 seconds of Halo 5. But if you cared about his sons in Legacy, I think you will find the origin story of Jul and how he wound up in an extremist Sangheili sect (and how badly the UNSC treated him as a POW) interesting. (He's also in The Thursday War, which gets him to where he is when he goes to find the Didact. Up to you if you decide to continue for that.)

It also deals with getting characters out of the dyson sphere at Onyx right after that's been discovered. I'd say if you're interested in this one, definitely read Ghosts of Onyx first.

........OKAY I THINK THAT'S EVERYTH-

This is just to say that if you really liked the Halo But It's High School vibe of Legacy of Onyx, you might enjoy the actual Halo YA novel Battle Born where four scared high school kids and one (1) wounded Spartan-III who's only a little older them try to rescue a whole town from the Covenant. It's slow at the start, but it's short and I had a lot of fun.

DONE FOR REAL THIS TIME THANKS FOR READING HAVE FUN OUT THERE BYYYYYYE

#asks #god i love talking about halo novels #aaaaaaaaa

[shakingparadigm]

Man Idk at this point if someone really is gonna die in this round I think its going to be Till soley because I can't imagine him going up against Luka in the final round. I'm more of a casual to the show so I don't know alot of the juicy inside stuff that might be on the patreon or in posts i haven't seen translated so I'm basically just going off vibes alone and thats how I feel...

You know what, that's insanely fair. If anyone seemed like the best match for Luka, it would most likely be Ivan, not Till. That's how the in-universe fanbase seems to be building him up too, naming him as a potential rival for the top spot. I agree that Till and Luka seem like such an unlikely match, however, after Till was revealed in the ROUND 6 teaser, I can kind of envision it? If Till were in a situation where he moved forward to the last round with Luka, he'd probably be in a state similar to that of Mizi in ROUND 5. Reaching the top means you've lost everything and everyone. The heaviness so overbearing it literally makes it hard to sing. And you know how Luka loves to dance circles around the poor and grieving. Till already seems to be on that path, his defeated and powerless face a stark contrast to the sharp, bold energy he displayed in his first performance. It's almost like he's following in Mizi's footsteps, and if Ivan dies after ROUND 6, well, that just tosses him straight into rock bottom. Perfect prey for a very experienced predator.

This isn't to say I think Till will live and Ivan will die, by the way! There's a lot of reasons that lead me to believe Ivan will live as well. This is just how I'd see a potential Till v Luka round playing out. (in fact, if I had it my way, I'd keep Ivan alive just to see how he'd fare without Till. In a weird science experiment way haha). There's always a chance that Till has a change of heart after ROUND 6 though. I'm just throwing stuff out there!

Honestly, just based off of vibes alone I agree entirely. To even imagine Till and Luka in the same room together feels pretty weird, doesn't it? There are some images that imply they've interacted before, however...

#alnst #alien stage #alien stage till #alien stage luka #asks

[rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me]

hihihi!! 1st: i love your writing sm?? its insane how much i love it! 2nd: hows ur day going? 3rd: may i request headcanons ab the boys with a reader who reads a lot? tysm and i hope you have an amazing day/night/evening!!! <33

A/N: Hey Nonny! Thank you so much for your kind words <3 my day is okay! Busy, but I got a lot of writing done! I hope you have a great day/night/afternoon dear :) For some reason, I am not confident in my Dally here but it is what it is. Hope you all enjoy!

DARRY CURTIS

Because of his jobs, Darry doesn’t have enough time to read, he’s just too busy to sit down

And when he finally has time to sit down, he’s so tired he just falls asleep!

But he’s got loads of books sitting around the house, most of them dog-eared and obviously well-loved

If his S/O is into books, Darry will offer them some of his books! Take them and read them!

I swear, he offers to buy you books too, he wants you to be able to have what you want

Imagine, the two of you curled up in his chair, his face pressed to the crook of your neck as you read to him and he falls slowly to sleep

SODAPOP CURTIS

Soda’s not big into reading but when you read, it’s a great opportunity for him to cuddle up with you

You wrapped in his arms on his lap, him stretched out between your legs with his head on your thighs, his arms around your waist and head on your shoulders

Sometimes he gets bored though, he doesn’t understand how you can just sit there and read for so long

He’ll toy with the hem of your shirt or tap his fingers on your thigh, he’s distracting but he can’t help it

Thinks you’re cute though, that little look you get on your face when you’re focused on the words in front of you

If you’re upset over something that happen, a character dying for example, Soda will give you sweet little kisses and help you feel better!

PONYBOY CURTIS

You and Ponyboy are both bookworms so you guys get along very, very well!

Book dates! Y’all read together, your own separate books or one book together, you guys pass it back and forth so each of you get a chance to read

His reading voice is so very soothing? It’s literally so calming?

You’ve fallen asleep before when he reads to you, his hand carding through your hair or rubbing circles into your lower back and hips

You’re always giving each other reading recommendations and you guys have a tendency to just share the books with each other

You read a book, you finish said book, and then you hand the book over to Ponyboy who will read it so he can talk about it with you!

DALLAS WINSTON

He has and will continue to offer to steal you more books if you want him to

Dally doesn’t mind your reading habits, he honestly has no real feeling towards your affinity for books

But sometimes, he gets a little annoyed that you read all the time, he wants you attention on him instead of some old paperback 

 Expect teasing names and little remarks about how much you read, Dally’s going to call you a bookworm, it’s how he shows his love

It’s kind of funny to look it; you standing next to him, nose buried in a book as Dally has an arm over your shoulders and a cigarette between his lips

You guys couldn’t be more different but somehow it works out really well

JOHNNY CADE

So very, very supportive of your love for reading, Johnny’s super into books too

Read to him, find a book and read it with him and this boy will love you forever and ever

He wants to hear all about the books you’re reading, tell him all about the characters and the plotlines and all the little bits of foreshadowing you didn’t pick up on the first time

Johnny’s not like Ponyboy, he’s not going to read all the books that you read but he’s so good at remembering things, he can keep up a decent conversation about them because of you

A lot of his gifts to you are books, he’s very good at finding books you’re interested in

And when you offer to share those books with him? His heart just melts

TWO-BIT MATHEWS

Admittedly, Two-Bit is not a real fan of reading, he can read but he just doesn’t enjoy reading books

So he’s utterly amused by the fact that you can spend a whole afternoon curled up with a book and be perfectly content

Will pester you while you’re reading unless you find something to keep him busy, he’s going to press kisses to wherever he has access to and is going to try and talk with you

Two will ask you about your books, multiple times actually, but he never remembers anything

Don’t be offended, that’s just the way he is! Be happy that he’s asking you!

You’ve probably brought him to the library with you once, he didn’t know there was a library, and I suggest never bringing him to the library again

STEVE RANDLE

If you’re the kind of person who is always carrying around those thick books in your backpack, Steve is going to carry your actual textbooks so that you can carry your book

Occasionally, he’ll ask about what you’re reading but he doesn’t really care about what you’re saying

I know, that sounds bad, but hear me out, Steve asks because he loves watching your face to see your reactions

When you cry over something that happened, he’ll comfort you with kisses, when you’re excited, he’ll let you cheer with this love-struck smile on his face

Steve is the kind of boyfriend who will follow along behind you when you’re shopping for books and allow you to stack book after book in his arms

It’s not uncommon to see you perched on the front counter of the DX or sitting back in the garage with a book as Steve works on a car or is running the register

TIM SHEPARD

The Shepard house suddenly has so many books in it and it’s all your fault, all of the books came from you

Tim doesn’t read, he has better things to fill his time with according to him, but he’s pretty much retained all of the information you tell him about your books

He’s asked you to help Curly with book reports a few times, he knows you’re smart and Curly could honestly use the help

Holding your books for you doesn’t happen often but he’s done it a couple of times, grumbling the whole time even though you know he really doesn’t mind

Tim swears that you’re holding a new book every two days and honestly, he doesn’t understand how you have so much time to read

If you read and walk, expect Tim to have a hand on your shoulders or lower back to guide you along, he doesn’t want you bumping into things

CURLY SHEPARD

Books, books, so many books; Curly insists that he never knew there was that many books in the world until he met you

When they have to read books for school, Curly relies almost completely on you

You can get him to read maybe the first few chapters but after that, there’s little to no chance of him actually finishing the book

Because of that, he doesn’t read your books, he finds them boring (no offense to you baby, he just doesn’t have the patience)

But, if your book is made into a movie? Curly’ll tag along and pay for the tickets so you guys can go see the film

And, of course, it’s going to be inaccurate but he actually really looks forward to hearing you talk about it, he could listen to you ramble about books all day long

#the outsiders #the outsiders x reader #the outsiders hcs #the outsiders headcanons #dillo’s writing #darry curtis #sodapop curtis #ponyboy curtis #dallas winston #johnny cade #two bit mathews #steve randle #tim shepard #curly shepard #darry curtis x reader #sodapop curtis x reader #ponyboy curtis x reader #dallas winston x reader #johnny cade x reader #steve randle x reader #two bit mathews x reader #tim shepard x reader #curly shepard x reader

[indeedcaptain]

Regulatory Relations, chapter 2: Man with a Plan

Okay, I'm going full steam ahead with Fake Married!! I actually hit par for Nano for the first time since this weekend last night, so I think this is the project my brain wants to work on most. HERE WE GO, I HOPE YOU ENJOY :)

Also posted on AO3 here!

☆☆☆

Between his ready room and Spock’s door, Kirk had changed his mind four times. This was an insane idea. He couldn’t possibly marry Spock. 

But the idea of Spock serving elsewhere, for them to send padd messages back and forth every once in a while until they never spoke again, filled him with a grief that he couldn’t even put a name to. 

But this entire plot hinged on the idea that his favorite marble column impersonator would agree to marry him publicly. 

But if they got married, he would never be able to marry someone else.

He came to a halt in the middle of the hallway, forcing an annoyed ensign to swerve around him, stack of padds wobbling precariously in her arms. He stared down the familiar corridor of the Enterprise as the sheer imbalance of his feelings hit him. When he thought about Spock leaving the Enterprise to be the captain of some science ship across the galaxy from him, the barbed-wire edges of panic started to circle every thought. His chest physically ached. When he thought about giving up the possibility of marrying for love later in life, he felt nothing at all. 

Kirk started walking again. If he was being honest with himself, beneath the nothingness, he felt the barest hint of relief. Every person he had ever dated had hated playing second fiddle to his ship and his career, and it had driven every one of them away in the end. He would never have to worry about that again, because his and Spock’s priorities had, for years, been exactly in line. He spent more time with Spock than with anyone else on the ship. Honestly, him and Spock getting married almost made a certain sort of sense. 

He was wearing the treads of his shoes down in front of Spock’s door, trying to place his thoughts in order and figure out the most logical way to structure his proposition, when the door slid open. Spock in his meditation robes appeared before him, and his mouth went dry. Was he really about to propose to his best friend? 

“Captain,” Spock said. “I could hear you. Why are you pacing in front of my door in such a manner?” 

“Can I talk to you?” 

Spock’s room was warm and musky, familiar and comforting. Kirk looked around at the evidence that Spock — son of two worlds, claimed by neither — had settled in here in a way he never had anywhere else, and he squared his shoulders. When he turned back to Spock, the Vulcan was watching him with one eyebrow raised. 

“You don’t want to leave, right?”

That eyebrow arched impossibly higher. “No, captain,” Spock said eventually, and despite his flat affect Kirk could read the unhappiness beneath. “I do not want to leave.” 

“I have an idea,” he said. “It’s a little bit illogical--- maybe a lot illogical--- and it might require some acting on both of our parts. And you can say no if you don’t want to, of course. But I want you to stay, and I think it might work.” 

“I am amenable to all suggestions that would allow me to maintain my current posting,” Spock said, and the slight stress on the word ‘all’ revealed how much he meant it. 

“We’re friends, right? And we serve well together. You don’t want to leave. I don’t want you to leave.” Kirk paused to catch his breath. His heart pounded in his chest. Why was he so nervous? 

“Those are factual statements,” Spock said quietly. 

“Starfleet regulations prohibit the separation of legally married couples.” The words burst from him and hung in the smoky air between them. Spock’s eyes widened slightly. He could practically hear the hum of Spock’s brain as he processed the implications of what Kirk had said. What he was suggesting. 

“Captain,” Spock said, his voice low and guarded. “You would offer this to me?” 

“I don’t want you to go,” he repeated. 

“You would not be able to marry another unless we divorced,” Spock said. 

Kirk scoffed, only a little. “I don’t know if you noticed, Mr. Spock, but folks aren’t exactly jumping in line to marry a man who’s never home.” 

“But you would sacrifice ever having the option? To keep me here?” 

Kirk turned back to Spock’s shelves, unable to bear the weight of his burning gaze. It had seemed so simple in the hallway. Nothing had to change between them; in fact, their getting married was the only way he could ensure that things wouldn’t change between them. Spock’s intensity surprised him. He ran a finger over the smooth wood of Spock’s lyre, just to have something to do with his hands. 

“I find that I don’t really care about having the option,” he said. “If it ever comes up, we can talk about it. For you, too, if you wanted it. But right now, what matters most to me is keeping you on the Enterprise.” 

“After T’Pring and the kal-if-fee, a union of that kind will not be available to me. I am hesitant to subject you to the same condition, even if it means securing my position here.” 

Kirk turned back at the quiet desolation in his voice. Across the room from him, Spock stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his shoulder slumped as much as they ever were beneath his robes. His face was impassive, but his eyes were pinned to the ground. 

“Spock, you can’t really believe I value you less than some hypothetical partner in a future that might never happen.”

Spock’s eyes flashed up to meet his. “Do not think that I would ever doubt our friendship, captain. I simply doubt that you will not miss romantic companionship as the years pass.”

Sometimes Kirk really fucking hated his younger self for the recklessness with which he had loved and left. “If that happens, and that’s a pretty big if, we can talk about it then. But for now, and for the rest of my career if we’re being honest, you being around means more to me than any fling ever could.” His stomach sank as he reconsidered Spock’s opposition. “Spock, if you don’t think this is a good idea, or you don’t want to, we just won’t. It’ll be fine.” He wiped a hand across his mouth and turned his head back to the shelves so he wouldn’t have to watch Spock say that he would rather leave than agree to marry him. But Spock unclasped his hands from behind himself and approached him slowly, with a look on his face akin to curiosity. 

He stood at Kirk's shoulder and considered the contents of his shelves with him. Then he said quietly, “You always surprise me, Jim.” The sound of his own name shocked Kirk into turning to look back at him. 

“I did not mean to imply that I was ungrateful for the offer, or that I did not want to attempt this… ruse. But I also needed to know that it would not cause you immediate distress.” 

“Honestly, the prospect of you leaving causes me more distress than the consequences of getting fake-married do.” Kirk leaned slightly sideways to bump his shoulder against Spock’s. Spock hummed slightly, deep in thought.

“If you are certain, captain, I would be deeply grateful. I have found that I very much do not wish to leave.” Spock touched one long finger to a sculpture that Uhura had given him previously.

“Then don’t,” Kirk said. “Let’s get married.” 

Spock walked him to the door, but held his gaze as he turned to leave. “Thank you, captain,” he said. “I do not take this lightly.” 

“You’re welcome, Mr. Spock,” Kirk said, and he couldn’t help but smile at him. “Breakfast in the morning? I believe we have a lot to discuss.” Spock agreed, and said goodnight, and when he disappeared behind the turbodoor Kirk pressed his hands to his face and leaned against the bulkhead until he could wrangle his cheek-splitting smile into something a little more dignified.

Then he walked the ten steps to his quarters, mind whirling, and sat at his desk with a padd for the next three hours, planning how exactly they were going to convince the rest of the crew that they were a couple.

☆☆☆

Spock was waiting next to Kirk’s door when he opened it the next morning, dressed sharply in his science blues. They fell into lockstep as they walked to the mess. 

“Changed your mind, Mr. Spock?”

“No, captain.” 

“Good. I’ve got plans to share with you.” 

Over two cups of tea for Spock, three of coffee for Kirk, and a disjointed breakfast spread of replicated options, Kirk laid out his strategy for how they were going to convince the rest of the crew, and from there the admiralty, that they were wedded partners. Step one was physical contact. 

“You already frequently touch my person,” Spock said, sipping his tea. Kirk grinned. 

“Great! I already have a reputation for being in your space more than other people. Now we can just do it on purpose.” 

“Are you implying that your current level of physical contact with me is unintentional?” 

Ignoring Spock’s pointed and disbelieving eyebrow raise, Kirk continued. Step two was pet names. 

“We do not have pets.” 

“Not yet, anyway. And it’s a human expression. A pet name is a term of endearment. What does your mother call your father?” 

“Sarek,” Spock said bluntly. “We cannot have pets on the ship.” 

“Come on, a cat or something would be cute. Really? She never calls him honey or sweetheart or something?” 

“I urge you to remember the tribbles, captain.” But then Spock pursed his lips before saying, “Ashayam.” Kirk did his best to type it phonetically on his padd. 

“And what does that mean?” 

“Beloved,” Spock said after a beat, so gently that Kirk looked up at him in surprise. Spock looked away from him to stab a piece of fruit with a fork. 

“I had a hunch that Vulcans were secret romantics,” Kirk said, and underlined the word. “Do you have a preference for what I’ll call you?”

“No,” Spock said. 

“Careful. If you don’t choose something I’ll choose it for you.” 

“As you wish, captain,” Spock said. 

“That’s another thing. You’re going to have to call me Jim sometimes.” 

“I do call you Jim.” 

“In public.” 

Kirk laughed out loud at Spock’s expression of dismay. Step three was allowing the crew to see how much time they actually spent together. 

“I do not understand. We share most meals, work together, and frequently play chess in each others’ quarters. What else is necessary to convince the crew?” Spock’s second cup of tea was cooling on the table in front of him, and he rotated it in his hands.

“They know it, but they don’t see it.” 

“Clarify.” 

“Sure, they see us spend time together, but they just assume we’re friends. And we are, of course, but now we need to draw their attention to it so that they think something else is going on.” 

“You intend to intentionally provoke the human propensity for gossip.” 

“I sure do,” Jim said cheerfully. “As bridge crew, we’re hot topics most of the time. If two of us were to accidentally let it slip that we’d been secretly dating for years, it would spread like wildfire.” 

If Spock were less controlled, Kirk thought that he’d be rolling his eyes at him. As it was, he sighed quietly through his nose and took a sip of tea. Kirk drained his own coffee and slid it to the side.

“Then, after the groundwork is laid, we’ll announce our wedding.” 

“You desire an official wedding?” 

“Yes,” Kirk said, affronted. “We’re going to have to submit the paperwork regardless. At least if we have a wedding we’ll have a reason to throw a party.” 

“Fascinating,” Spock said, in a tone that implied that he would rather walk out an airlock. 

“It’ll be fun, it will be good for morale and therefore performance, and it will ensure that the whole crew bears witness to us being genuinely married. Perfectly logical.” 

“As you say, captain,” Spock said. Then he paused, brown eyes scanning Kirk, before saying, “I understand that human beings do not like to keep secrets from their closest friends.” 

“There are caveats, but that’s mostly true,” Kirk said. “Why do you bring it up?” 

“I believe it would be beneficial to you to inform Dr. McCoy of the truth,” Spock said. He watched Kirk over the rim of his teacup. A little knot of worry that Kirk had been ignoring resolved in his stomach. 

“It would be,” Kirk said immediately. “I do want to tell Bones. Do you want someone to tell?” 

Spock considered, as Kirk continued to type ideas on his padd, before saying, “I would like to tell Nyota the truth.” 

“Oh, that’s perfect!”

“Indeed?”

“She knows everything that goes on on this ship,” Kirk said. “She can help us keep track of if people are convinced or not.” 

“It seems you have considered every strategic angle,” Spock said, and held his hand out. Kirk stared at it--- the smooth, dry palm with its faint green lines, the long fingers--- and then back up at Spock. 

“I thought holding hands was highly intimate for Vulcans,” he said, a little shocked. 

“Your padd, captain.” 

Immediately relieved and slightly embarrassed, he handed it over. Spock flipped it around to look at his charts and notes, and Kirk was gratified by the impressed eyebrow twitch. 

“You would have made a formidable politician, captain. Or perhaps a novelist.” 

“Then it’s settled,” Kirk said, and with his padd out of the way pulled a now-cold breakfast sandwich towards him. “We’ll tell Uhura and Bones, we’ll start to flirt and be a couple in public, and then we’ll get married.” 

“And then we will submit the paperwork.” 

“Sure, baby, whatever you want.” 

Spock’s indignant expression at being called ‘baby’ was worth almost choking on his breakfast.

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[skylerfurmaniac-deactivated]

spamton and jevil for the ask thing

ooooo i'm gonna go over these guys like a vaccum nom

Spamton:

Fav thing about them: HIS DESIGN AND LORE IT'S JUST AUGH NSKEFKNSF

AND HIS SONGS TOO-

least fav thing about them: i'm too obsessed with it to mark out a flaw *sobs XD*

Fav line: Tbh their whole speech after the neo fight :]

brOTP: uuuh prob him and roulxs. I don't see it much but when i do see it i just think "awww the pathetic people are hanging out cute <3"

OTP: I like swatch and jevil, they make good ships! and also uhm.......i......i do selfship :>

nOTP: KRIS AND SPAMTON IN A ROMANTIC WAY LIKE EW WTF (I can see them hanging out tho in a platonic way, in like Spamton's the gay uncle lmao) oh and also queen, i really don't see them together :P

random headcanon: He's trans or non-binary or something with it's gender. I do not believe this guy is cis. THEY SCREAMS GENDER CONFUSION XD

unpopular opinion: honestly idk :/

song I associate with them: uuh touch-tone telephone, I'm sane, and you always want to bomb the middle east

fav picture of them: i have a few...

(these are from @indecisive-vermin, @holey-punch, and @ramsley-r-ramslington, if you guys want me to take them down, feel free to say so :3)

and if you are talking about mine, uh

Jevil:

Fav thing about them: Same thing as Spamton lmao

Least fav thing about them: He didn't get that many songs :[

Fav line: I CAN DO ANYTHING

brOTP: uh prob roulxs, sure Jevil pranks him a lot, and Roulxs finds it anoying, but at the end of the day, they get along well :]

OTP: Spamton or Seam :D

nOTP: if he is ship with king,

NO

random headcanon: He was always a bit insane :]

oh and also seam made his clown suit or something like that >w<

unpopular opinion: once again, i really don't know

Song i associate with them: uuuh welcome to kitty city and Dancing around in circles till my little feet fall off

fav pic:

uuh this is when i panic cus i don't have any pics of them but here have my fav drawing i made of them <3

#art #not my art #sky's random rambles #spamton #skyler's art #asks #jevil

[socheckitout-mikey]

these weren't requested but i'm still in love with brett talbot, so here ya goooo! (': <333 - mae

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Dating Brett Talbot Hc's:

° Ngl Brett can be a mean boyfriend in the sense that he likes to tease (bully) you playfully a lot of the time, but he never actually means it or wants to hurt you because he's really so soft on you™. 

° If he gets too rowdy just tease him back ‘cause he secretly enjoys it! Banter is one of his only languages lmaoo.

° However, please speak up when and if he’s hurt your feelings: Brett prizes honesty over most things and he’d rather you be up front about something that’s bugging you. Otherwise he’ll figure it out for himself through other signals you give out - and trust me, he’s like a mother goose: He will find out!

° Always will apologise when he’s taken things too far. He’ll be extremely honest if something ever bugs him, but he’s got thick skin and not much can wound his ego: or so he thinks…

° Honestly, underneath all that hothead jock stuff is a real, genuine softie. He loves snuggles and affection! Practically demands it and becomes pouty when he doesn't get it. It's quite adorable!

° Just straight up flops his head on your tummy or lap for some head pats. He loooves it when you play with his hair, and can be a bit unfair when it comes to returning the favour because he’s a brat haha.

° You want hoodies and great big jackets much too big for you? Sweet, they're yours now! He loves you in his clothes and can't say no to you taking them, even if he's practically naked. 

° "I'm guessing that you actually want me to be naked around town right? That's the fourth hoodie this month."

° "I don't know what you're talking about!" 

° "You're such a loser. You have to just be a thief huh?" 

° Bonus points if you wear his spare Jersey! Though not so much when he needs it. 

° "Babe this is a problem-" 

° "But it's comfy!" 

° "I can't play without a Jersey! Cough it up you little thief." 

° "Awe man!"

° Lmaoo you act like you're dying or something.

° “It’s only gonna get smelly and dirty…”

° Brett's pretty blunt/opinionated so he may mince his words a lot, but he means well, I promise! Even if he is a total savage.

° He’s known for having a protective streak, but he’s not particularly overbearing such as Derek Hale or Stiles Stilinski. However he would move mountains for you if given the chance. He’s the type to make sacrifices for the ones he loves: Just look at his sister Lori.

° Perhaps expect a bit of unsolicited opinions on other people in your life - especially newcomers. His intuition is insanely on point. He chalks it up to him just being a werewolf, which is partly true, but he’s got good judgement. He’s also got good people skills, knowing how to trust himself on pretty much everything. His protectiveness naturally falls into place when it comes to his pack and you. He may (will) bite if someone fucks with his loved ones.

° Hands down is willing to fight anyone and anything for you if it’s warranted. Regardless if it’s a supernatural threat or not.

° Lmaoo you gotta be there to stop him from wolfing out on the kid who gave y’all the stink eye when you were in line at the movies. He says he just wants to “scare him”, but we all know better than that, don’t we?

° Is a sucker for when you attend his practices and games, especially when you cheer for him. He appreciates the support, a happy grin dawns across his face, which is wholesome indeed.

° Once he attempted to show off in front of you during a game and he quite literally fell from grace. That mouthful of grass sure did pack a punch! Luckily he had his mouth guard on, but yourself and Lori still go on about that one to this day. It’s unfortunate for Brett who gets rather salty about it.

° Spontaneous late night drives that just hit differently. Sometimes they’re quiet, Brett’s hand smoothing circles into your thigh that make you lull off to sleep. Other times he’s blasting music with you, belting out the best tunes.

° It’s always a ritual for you both to get huge slushies at 7-11. His treat always. He won’t let you even put a cent towards them. Slushies are his treat and he always gets a bad brain freeze because he decided to inhale that stuff essentially!

° Slushies are his treat to get for you because you typically do a lot of things for him that make his heart melt. He’s usually very busy because of practices, games and studying - often extremely tired when all is said and done. Sometimes he doesn’t see you as much as he really wants to, but you always find a way to see him or do little things for him that just makes life that much easier. He wants to repay you back somehow. So paying for things on dates and such is his way of ensuring you know that he loves you most. As if the insistent cuddles and kisses when you are together didn’t already put that across.

° Brett always picks up your calls, even at 4am. His sleepy, "Babe?" rumbles into the phone and warms you up.

° If you're upset then it makes you cry harder, which wakes him up immediately. He stays up with you until you both pass out if he can't come to you for whatever reason. He's a werewolf, but his motor functions when he's tired will cause him to crash his car pretty easily. However, he wants to be there for you whenever he can. He’d really feel rotten if you didn’t reach out to him when you needed comfort or he didn’t answer.

° But often the calls are humorous yet he still answers them just in case.

° "What do you want?" 

° "Did you know axolotls regenerate their limbs?" 

° "Seriously? You called me at 4am for this?" 

° "But it's important-" 

° "I'm hanging up now." 

° "No, I love you!" 

° Lmaoo he just laughed and hung up! He did send you a voice message that went, "I love you, you dork." with a laugh to it.

° He loves you really though, I promise!

° Brett tries his hardest to keep you as separate from the whole supernatural thing as possible. It can be really challenging as both worlds often blur together alarmingly in Beacon Hills. However, it isn’t long until you find out his werewolf secret - much to Satomi’s displeasure of course. She just wants to protect her pack at the end of the day, so it isn’t anything personal. She understands that once you’re aware of such a secret, it draws in darker things. So she also wishes to protect you.

° The way in which you discovered his secret was chaotic, harmless, hilarious and quite frankly innocent. All I can really say is; you’d come over to his house only to walk in on Brett starting to fang out, his features warped into a grotesque expression with razor sharp teeth, fury thick sideburns appearing and glowing gold eyes piercing in the blue like of his computer screen. Lori had come into his room for the hundredth time that night to mess with her brother whilst he’d been playing a game on his PC. It was one time too many by the looks of it, the pair yanking the mouse back and forth between them with Brett snarling and snapping at his sister momentarily. Even the cable had snapped like a brittle elastic band. Yet they fought over the crackling mouse ferociously.

° You stood there frozen like ice, unsure of what you were seeing. Honing in on Brett’s appearance. It was the erratic beating of your heart that let the pair know someone had intruded on their wolfish argument. Brett just about had an aneurism when he saw you - Lori squeaking out an, “Oops!” just as she let go of the mouse.

° This movement sent Brett flying backwards onto his bed, somersaulting onto the floor and splatting his back into the once pristine dark green wall. He sat there dumbfounded, drywall speckled in his hair, coughing with the wind knocked out of his lungs.

° You were like 👁️👄👁️ before pointing at him and saying with the utmost conviction, “I KNEW YOU WERE A FREAK!”

° Waaaaaay to break the ice dude! Lori almost peed her pants laughing whilst Satomi stormed up the stairs to see what the hell was going on. To say she was unhappy was an understatement.

° That was how you realised werewolves existed! It was definitely not what Brett had anticipated, but he wasn’t complaining. Your instant acceptance made it easier for you both to move forward. Honestly, he’d actually expected you to wuss out, running away and screaming. When he told you that, you may have put salt in his coffee as payback.

° Though moving forward became a thorn in his ass when a bunch of useless questions came firing out of your mouth all the time. We’ll never forget the, “If your butt gets itchy when you shift, do you slide along the carpet like a dog?” You honestly did deserve the pillow that got launched at your face lmaoo.

° Your relationship is definitely not all sunshine and rainbows. Where it is teasing and light loads of the time, it can get pretty heavy and serious. Arguments between the pair of you are pretty unbearable. The area is cleared by everyone else because words can get quite brutal. You both can also be quite stubborn, so reuniting, communicating and putting things behind you can be quite difficult at times: Especially on Brett’s behalf, because he always wants to be right and definitely thinks he is the majority of the time.

° But he does wave his white flag of surrender. You always know that an apology is on the tip of his tongue when he sits beside you quietly, fiddling with the tips of his own fingers. His apologies are sincere and he does his best not to repeat the same mistakes twice. He’s good enough to admit when he’s wrong, and he expects the same in return.

° Despite how he may appear to most people, Brett is incredibly loving, kind, sweet and considerate. He puts those that he loves first always, doing his best to protect them. You’ve got a ride or die kind of guy here, but he won’t let you or anyone walk all over him.

° It’s pivotal that you get on really well with his younger sister Lori. She means the world to him, meaning that she isn’t going anywhere. It is a great thing that you guys get on so well: Lori tells you all sorts of soft things Brett says about you. Also sometimes she tells you embarrassing things he did when he was younger which makes him go bright red with embarrassment! Don't worry, he chases after Lori, giving her the noogie of a lifetime as payback before she shoves him off a little embarrassed herself, because, “Great, now I stink of your smelly armpits!”.

° Brett is an amazing listener. He doesn’t seem like he would be, but he is. He’s always observing other people around him and it’s just natural. His silence may seem daunting, but he’s really just letting you vent out your frustrations, disappointments, hopes, dreams and so on. If you want his advice then he’s happy to give it to you, though be prepared for possibly encountering something you weren’t quite expecting. Brett tells the truth, but will try to say it as respectfully as possible. He’s also your biggest hype man, offering lots of praise and sweet nothings.

° Brett’s a good secret keeper. Lots of his friends and pack tell him their secrets. Once it’s been entrusted with him then he’s keeping it safe: Not another soul will be told unless for safety reasons I suppose.

° He loves it when you fall asleep on him. Sometimes he’s mischievous and pulls a small prank on you. Where there is Brett, there is usually a prank about to go down. They’re usually quite harmless when it comes to you. However he is known for playing dirty.

° Brett never forgets a date. Be prepared to be showered in gifts and to go on the cutest planned out things for special events, etc. He’s very thoughtful and gets the gist of what you like and don’t like. Sometimes they go wrong, but he always saves it in the end. He’s smooth after all.

° You always return the favour, doing things for him that makes him so damn happy! In fact, you’re always reminding him to pace himself, ensuring he eats properly and whatnot because he often forgets with his busy schedule.

° Surprisingly you’ve protected him more times than he can count when it comes to the supernatural side of things. Despite being human yourself, you pack quite the punch. We won’t forget the time when you decided not to run in Sinema after Brett got slashed in the stomach trying to protect Mason.

° “Just get outta here!” He’d snarled at you.

° “In your dreams, Talbot. You think you get to steal the show?”

° You were lucky that Liam and Scott had turned up when they had with Kira, because you weren’t faring well with a bloody bar stool in your hand!

° Boy did Brett give you hell for that one. He made you promise never to pull a stunt like that again, but when the time comes again, there’s not much left to debate. You just react. You’re just as protective of him and Lori as he is.

° What is left of his pack loves you very much. You even him out and he seems to make you feel more sure of yourself. Satomi is happy you humble him lmaoo.

° Cuddles galore! Y’all are so gentle with limbs intertwined. Usually one of you will fall asleep. The amount of photos both of you have of the other sleeping is cute! Obviously Brett catches you in the act more often.

° After every game, win or lose, he gets a kiss from you both before and after. Before is for luck and after is either for celebration or comfort. You get crushed in the biggest sweaty hug ever. You never get used to that one haha!

° If you go to Beacon Hills, he playfully calls you a “traitor” - and so do all of your friends. Coach Finstock has a personal vendetta against you for “dating the enemy” and constantly asks you for inside secrets. You’re the only one besides Scott McCall that he can stand. Being friends with Liam may result in both a disgruntled Brett and Liam. Both are disgusted: Liam being very vocal about it and Brett being just as vocal, but respectful-ish nonetheless. Who you’re friends with isn’t Brett’s business unless they hurt you. 

° If you attend Devonford, just know that you’re both the it couple. Man you guys are gorgeous! A lot of people are jealous of you ngl. Who wouldn’t be? You’re dating freaking Brett Talbot!

° You guys stick together through thick and thin. It’s very sweet. And as you age together, you grow up to be better people.

° BRETT AND LORI DO NOT DIE! CANON PULLED A PRANK ON US!

° Instead you saved the pair, stopping them from climbing the ladder out of the sewer system just in time. Luckily Brett pulled through after almost succumbing to his wounds that Deaton wasn’t sure he’d survive. You never gave up hope - even when other people told you to give up.

° With each dark period that settled over Beacon Hills, Brett became more protective over you. But he wasn’t scared to face those adversities, which made you decide that you weren’t either. You found more courage in being with him, finding where you belonged in this new world and pack available to you.

° After highschool is said and done, Brett is adamant to take you and Lori as far away from Beacon Hills. It’s challenging to fight the pull towards such a prominent place, but you manage it. A weight lifted off of your shoulders. It’s easy for you all to blend into the city or town that you choose to settle in. As they possess the gift to hide their scent, other creatures are kept at bay: The siblings are able to control their shifting - teaching you such arts that Satomi had once passed down to them.

° Brett has rugged scars that didn’t quite heal after his near death experience from Liam’s mixup. He’s a little self-conscious, he can’t deny it, but they don’t deter you at all. The jagged, scarred tissue where the arrow went straight through is mesmerising to you, something you subconsciously trace whilst you lay in his arms at night.

° Nowadays Brett has trouble healing from the amount of wolfsbane he’d been given. It doesn’t stop him from acting the same way - snarling and snapping at prominent threats. He’s your wall of guardianship, but you help him understand that it’s okay to take a step back once in a while.

° If mates were a true thing, that would be yourself and Brett. You’re made for each other, able to sooth each other yet grow excited together. You match each other’s energy at the drop of a pin! Silliness runs rampant - a kind of love that blossoms in all the experiences that you both endure together; both good and bad. It’s the kind of love that isn’t always easy, but it’s worth it. There’s an understanding between you both. You know what the other needs. You’re not clingy or dependent on one another. It all just flows perfectly. It feels like home. Home is where the heart is.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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