#lots of friendship!! good content all around 💕💕

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🦋 A cause that’s very important to me 💙 

Can you believe it’s already been a whole year since the Komi Can’t Communicate anime first premiered? I’ll never be over the fact that an anime about a canonically SM character premiered during SM Awareness Month- could that be more perfectly fitting?? 

Komi is so important to me- her struggles are portrayed so well (and I relate to her so much it’s painful) and I’m so glad a character like her exists 😊 Hope you all have a great October!

#komisan #komi can't communicate #shouko komi #selective mutism #sm awareness month #and I still haven’t watched the anime whoops XD #but I have read the first volume so 👍 wanna read more eventually #seriously though… good representation!! funny and heartwarming! #lots of friendship!! good content all around 💕💕 #all right that’s enough of my nonsense for now XD see you guys later #I’d like to draw some sm awareness art again… will see if I can do that

[proxima-writes]

title: my tears and my beers and my candles

pairing: francisco morales/female reader

rating: explicit (18+ MDNI)

word count: 3,515

chapters: 1/1

summary:

It’s been a bad week and you just need to have a good cry.

You didn’t expect Frankie Morales, best friend and your unrequited crush, to crash your pity party.

He’s got some interesting ways of making you feel better. Maybe it’s not so unrequited after all.

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author’s note: my first foray into frankie morales! if you enjoyed this one, please consider leaving a comment or an unhinged series of tags if you reblog 💕

content warnings/additional tags: explicit sexual content (18+), mutual pining, friends to lovers, allusions to depression, crying, platonic cuddling (until it’s not), fingering, un protected p in v, mild breeding kink, praise kink, dirty talk, rough sex, choking. let me know if any are missing!

There’s something to be said about having a good cry. The release of too many emotions that have no other choice than to physically manifest, the exhaustion that inevitably comes after, the way your eyes ache and burn and your throat feels raw.

It’s all very cathartic.

At least, that’s what you’re telling yourself as you lay on the couch, a bottle of beer held loosely in your hand as the tears stream down your cheeks. There’s a bowl of popcorn on the floor and the TV screen flashes images of some action movie you’re not interested in. The only other light in the room is the flicker of a candle you lit, some fucked up way of making this feel more like self-care than self-sabotage.

There’s no one thing to blame for your little pity party. It’s just been a hell of a week. Between a call from your mom that ended in a heated argument and the constant bullshit at your bartending job, only to come home to a broken pipe and a shitty fucking landlord who won’t do anything about it until Monday because he doesn’t want to pay the premium weekend price, your emotions are at an all time high and you’re done trying to keep them bottled up.

Your phone keeps lighting up with texts on the coffee table but you can’t bring yourself to check it. You know it’s probably one of the guys.

The boys of Delta Force waltzed into the bar one Friday evening a year ago and you haven’t been able to shake them since. Not that you’d want to. Your life has definitely improved since their chaotic entrance.

Especially where Francisco Morales was involved.

With his stupid boyish charm and his stupid handsome face and his stupid kind smile. God. He drives you insane. He’s the quiet observer of the group of men, his keen brown eyes always assessing the room around him. The feel of them is like fire across your skin when he turns his attention to you.

The tears keep flowing at the thought of him, of how a year of close friendship has only made you crave the man more with no respite in sight. Sometimes you’ll wake up with his name on your lips and an ache in your core that your fingers can’t satisfy.

It’s pathetic, really. Perhaps that’s why you continue to cry.

Between the explosions on the screen and the muffled whimpering, you don’t hear the knocking at your door. Or the turn of the lock and quiet click of the door to your apartment opening.

“Querida?”

________

After waiting a few minutes for you to answer the door, he decides to use the key you had given him when he looked after your plants one weekend to let himself in.

No wonder you couldn’t hear him knocking. The TV is so loud it almost hurts Frankie’s ears, which is saying a lot given his time spent in gun ranges and helicopters and war zones.

“Querida?” He calls. When you don’t answer, he wanders further into your apartment.

He’s surprised to find you curled up on the couch, knees drawn up to your chest, eyes squeezed shut and shoulders shaking with your soft cries.

“Shit,” he murmurs, picking his hat up to run a hand through his hair. This would explain why you haven’t been answering his texts.

He sets his hat on the coffee table beside your phone and grabs the remote while he’s at it to turn the volume down, which finally gets your attention.

Your eyes pop open, bloodshot with tears still clinging to your lashes. “Fish?”

“Shh,” Frankie shushes, grabbing onto the back of the couch and climbing in carefully behind you.

“Wha—“

“It’s okay, baby, I’ve got you,” he whispers. He wraps his arms around your waist. He presses his nose into your hair, breathing in your scent as you continue to shake against him. “You’re okay.”

It takes a moment for your cries to subside, but Frankie’s got all the time in the world where you’re concerned. The shaking of your shoulders turns into the rise and fall of deep, even breaths. The tension in your muscles eases and you relax back into the cradle of his body at your back.

Frankie lifts his head to peek at you over your shoulder. Your face has gone soft with sleep, eyelashes casting shadows on your cheeks and lips parted slightly. He brings a hand to your forehead to smooth your hair back, fingers lingering on the soft skin of your cheek.

His heart constricts in his chest. The same painfully tight feeling he gets anytime he so much as looks at you.

The first time he met you was after one of Benny’s fights. Having won, the younger man was feeling particularly obnoxious by the time they’d all made it to the bar for his celebration.

“Tequila shots!” Benny shouted, slamming his palm on the bar. “I’m buyin’!”

You raised an eyebrow at him, head tilted as you said, “You wanna try that again, buddy?”

“With lime?” Benny asked. You smirked.

Santi smacked Benny on the back of the head. “Cabrón. Forgive him. He’s been hit in the head too many times. Tequila shots, please.”

Frankie watched you line up the shot glasses with practiced ease. How you picked a top shelf bottle and shot a withering stare at Benny when he’d started to protest. You placed the shots in front of them, along with a plate of limes and two salt shakers. A shot glass remained with you.

“Cheers, boys,” you said, tossing back the extra shot before you wrapped your lips around a lime wedge.

Frankie remembers the way your eyes caught his as you sucked on the fruit. He also vividly remembers wanting to know what your lips would look like wrapped around his cock.

Your take-no-shit attitude worked for the group of army vets. They adopted the bar as their own and Frankie looked forward to seeing you after Benny’s fights.

Then fight nights turned into barbecues at Will’s house. Then movie nights at Santi’s. Or football at Frankie’s. And each time you burrowed yourself deeper and deeper into Frankie’s heart.

But Frankie valued your friendship above all else. He appreciated the way you would sit quietly beside him when he was feeling overwhelmed. How you would squeeze his hand when it got a little shaky. Or when you would tell him some stupid joke when he got too far into his own head.

It’s only right that he returns the favor.

________

The first thing you notice when you wake up is how dark your apartment is. The TV is off and your candle has burnt itself down in the glass, a struggling ember in a pool of wax.

You try to sit up, only to encounter an unfamiliar weight around your waist. When you look down, you can just make out a familiar tan arm nestled just beneath your breasts.

It’s then that you realize the overwhelming warmth at your back isn’t a blanket, it’s Frankie. He’s wedged himself between the couch and your body, his long frame curled around yours, his other arm stretched above his head and acting as his pillow.

You blink the sleep and the ache away from your eyes, but he’s still there. He’s asleep, quiet snores rumbling from his throat. You turn slowly in his arms to face him.

His eyes flutter open as you settle back against him, your movement having jostled him awake. His arm tightens on your waist.

“Hey,” he whispers, voice rough with sleep. You swallow nervously and as he assesses you, eyes roving your face. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you whisper back.

“You wanna talk about it?”

Your eyes flick to his lips. “Not really.”

There’s a moment of stillness as he appears to consider your words. His hand on your back slides up, broad palm settling between your shoulder blades and pushing you slightly closer.

His eyes search yours for any sign of doubt. You lean your forehead to his, lips so close now you’re sharing the same breath.

“Frankie,” you murmur. You can feel the tiny shiver that wracks his body. Pressed this close, there’s nowhere to hide. “Please kiss me.”

His lips press to yours, slightly chapped but so warm. His hand leaves your back to grip your thigh, hitching your leg up over his hip to bring you closer. Your tongue traces his bottom lip, seeking entrance and having it granted with fervor.

Frankie groans, hips pressing against yours, as your tongue slides against his. You can feel him start to harden as your pussy drags against him, the sensation better each time.

The kiss is messy, your movements uncoordinated in your desperation. His hand traces over any inch of your body it can reach, from your thighs and ass to your waist and tits.

“Are you sure?” Frankie asks as he draws back for air. His brows are pinched together with worry and that just won’t do.

“I’m so fucking sure, Francisco.”

______

Never before has his name sounded as fucking good as it does falling from your lips tonight. He leans in to lick it from your mouth, swallowing the little moan he pulls from you.

He slides a hand between your bodies to cup your pussy, the heat of you palpable through your thin leggings. You tilt your head back with a sigh and Frankie takes the invitation to lick and kiss and bite up your neck.

“Fuck, Frankie,” you whine, fingers clenching into the fabric of his t-shirt. “Touch me.”

“Am touchin’,” he bites back. “You want more, pretty girl?”

You nod your head so fast he can’t help but chuckle. He works his fingers past the elastic of your leggings and panties, circling your clit with slow broad swipes.

“Christ, you’re so wet. All this just for me?” He dips a finger lower, barely breaching you. You react with a high pitched whine, hips flexing in his grip.

He slides a finger into your tight heat, groaning at the squeeze of you around the digit. He pumps it slowly, watching your face as he does. Your eyes are squeezed shut, lips parted on breathy little sighs.

He’s never seen a more gorgeous sight.

Frankie adds another finger, crooking them as he drags them out of you. His thumb continues to swirl around your clit and he dips his head to your neck to lick and suck and bite the perfect skin calling out to be marked as his.

“Come on, baby, ride my fingers, yeah? You wanna use ‘em?” He says, the flexing and rolling of your hips against his hand picking up speed.

“Please, Frankie, I wanna cum,” you whine. The flush in your cheeks is the prettiest color.

“Then come for me,” he all but begs.

He can feel it when you finally reach your peak. The fluttering of your cunt around his fingers, the desperate way your body tries to keep him drawn into your warmth. He’s never felt anything better.

Frankie withdraws his fingers and you grab his hand, sucking them into your mouth. He groans, hips flexing involuntarily.

“Baby, you can’t do shit like that,” he says, pulling his fingers from your mouth and wrapping his hand behind your neck to tug your lips to his.

“Will you fuck me now?” You ask between breaths. “Please? Want your cock so bad.”

“It’s all yours, sweetheart.”

_______

You roll off the couch with little grace, flopping heavily to the floor. Frankie’s deep laughter settles over you like a warm blanket, the sound abruptly cutting off when you’ve stood and ripped your sweatshirt over your head.

Your nipples tighten in the cool air of your apartment. You can barely see Frankie in the darkness but you can feel his eyes running over your body, hot like a brand. He shifts on the couch, sitting up with his legs splayed wide.

You hook your thumbs into your leggings, tugging them down your legs and leaving you standing in front of him in your black thong. His hand reaches for you, fingers digging into your hip to drag you between his legs.

“Hermosa,” he whispers reverently. He kisses your tummy, right above where the elastic of your panties. You can see the glimmer of his eyes in the dark as he looks up at you.

You wrap your hands over his, drawing them up your body until his thumbs graze the underside of your breast. You’re obsessed with the gentle way he holds you, knowing the power he has simmering beneath an unassuming surface.

The guys have shared a number of stories with you about their time serving during your year of friendship. Mostly the funnier ones, like the time Benny fly was busted on his pants and he had to run drills constantly picking them up from around his ankles. Or the time Santi got left behind on a mission because he got his dick wet and didn’t get up on time for the convoy.

But sometimes you would get the grittier stories. They’re spec ops, after all. They got called in when no other team would suffice. You know Frankie has killed men, scope locked on a target and the kickback of a rifle bruising his shoulder. The same hands gliding across your skin have wrapped around throats until their final breath eases from their lungs.

But as they trail over you, all you feel is your Frankie. The man who buys your favorite candy for movie nights and makes sure there’s a pack of your favorite turkey burgers at the cook outs.

He pinches a nipple, tugging gently as your back arches to the touch. His lips wrap around the other, tongue flicking over the hard peak. Your breath stutters, coming in harsh pants as he switches sides. Your fingers tangle in his messy brown curls, tugging lightly and making him groan.

You’re running out of patience. You tug your panties down your legs and kick them to the side, leaving yourself completely nude between Frankie’s legs.

“Pants off, Morales,” you demand. You notice the well loved cap he always wears on the table. You pick it up and settle it on your head, giving him a cheeky grin. “Shirt, too.”

Frankie pulls his shirt over his head, tossing it behind the couch. He undoes his fly with uncoordinated hands, lifting his hips from the cushions to pull them down, along with his boxers. His cock bobs against his stomach, hard and flushed and leaking at the tip. You climb into his lap, dragging your wet slit over the hot length of him.

“Fuck,” he growls. You feel that coiled strength in him in the way his fingertips press bruises into your hips as you grind against him. He digs a hand into your hair and uses the leverage to drag your lips to his, the kiss a messy meeting of lips and tongues and teeth that lights up every nerve ending. “You ready to take me? Ready for my cock?”

“So fucking ready,” you moan.

“Then take it, baby, come on,” he says, reaching down to hold his cock steady. You position yourself over the thick head, beginning a slow slide down his length, the stretch of him making you groan even with the prep his fingers afforded you. “That’s it, baby, good girl. Take your time, there’s nowhere I’d rather be than right here in your pretty pussy.”

Your cheeks heat with his words, the praise settling over you like a blanket, making everything soft and cloudy in your head. You finally settle against his lap, his cock buried so deep you have to catch your breath at the sensation.

Frankie’s hands smooth across your back soothingly as you adjust. You lean forward, pressing a kiss to the spot in his beard that never grows despite all his efforts. You let your lips trail down his neck, teeth nipping the soft skin as you flex your hips experimentally.

It’s just a little movement, but it’s enough to grind your sensitive clit against the coarse hair at the base of his cock. One of his broad palms holds the back of your head tenderly while the other grips your ass tightly, urging you to move again.

You start off with a slow grind, Frankie’s head dropping to the back of the couch with a moan as you build up to a rhythm that has you seeing stars and has a litany of filth falling from Frankie’s lips.

“God, just like that. Riding my cock like such a good fucking girl for me.”

“Look at you, making a mess in my lap. Prettiest girl, just a puddle for me, huh?”

“Your body was made for me, wasn’t it, princesa?”

Each one filthier than the last, your own responses reduced to slurred words and moans of appreciation. You’re bouncing on his lap with fervor now, so close to the edge that your muscles are painfully tight in anticipation of your release.

“Come for me. Please, baby? Wanna see you come on my cock, been dreaming of it forever,” Frankie moans as he leans forward, both arms wrapped around your back as he sinks his teeth into the plush skin of your breast.

That’s all it takes. Frankie asking so sweetly for you to come for him, like every fantasy you’ve had about the man only better. You keep still on his lap with him buried as deep as he can be, pussy pulsing rhythmically around him as your orgasm washes over you.

You collapse against his chest and his hips flex beneath you, working you through the aftershocks. When your breathing has returned to something closer to normal, he urges you off his lap and onto your knees on the cushions, your elbows propping you up on an arm rest.

You look back at the man over your shoulder as he keeps a knee on the couch but plants a foot on the ground for leverage before thrusting back inside of you, punching the air from your lungs as your sensitive walls accept his length once more.

“Do you know how many times you’ve teased me with this ass?” He asks, gripping one cheek roughly as he continues to thrust into you. “Those goddamn jeans you wear to work, where anyone can see you, hugging your ass so pretty I just wanted to rip ‘em off.”

“Frankie,” you moan, fingers curling against the upholstery. “Harder, please. Don’t hold back, I can take it.”

His fingers flex on your hips. “Are you sure, baby? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Please,” you beg.

________

That tether of control Frankie’s been trying to keep snaps. He fists your hair roughly, tugging you up until your bowed back presses to his chest. He slips a hand around the base of your throat, holding you to him with the possessive grip as he thrusts his hips roughly against yours.

It’s not going to take him long to come, not when he’s got your pliant body at his mercy and your desperate moans by his ear. He grits his teeth, slamming into you with all the force he can muster, with all the power he wants as you just take it like you were made to.

“I’m gonna cum,” he groans. “Where—“

“Inside, inside, please,” you beg, reaching a hand back and digging your fingers into his ass as it flexes with his frenzied thrusts. “Want you to fill me up, mark me up, ruin me. Please, Frankie?”

His release hits him like a goddamn freight train and he comes with a shout, holding your hips tight to his as he finishes inside you, the wet heat of him slipping out as he thrusts shallowly inside of you as his orgasm subsides.

Frankie releases you gently, pulling out and helping you lay on your back, your head propped up near the armrest. He collapses on top of you, pillowing his head against your breasts and nuzzling the sweat slick skin.

You run your fingers through his hair, the two of you quiet as you catch your breath. Part of him is waiting for the fall out, waiting for your muscles to go tense beneath him with uncertainty.

But it doesn’t come. You just keep carding your fingers through his hair, nails scratching his scalp and the cadence of your heartbeat beneath his ear easing his worries.

“You feeling better?” He asks.

Your chest shakes with laughter beneath him. When he lifts his head to look at you, you flash him a bright smile.

“I don’t even remember what I was upset about anymore. I think you fucked the sadness right out of me,” you say with a giggle.

“Anything for you,” he replies easily.

Your eyes go all soft as your eyes search his. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

There’s a beat of comfortable silence before you speak up again.

“Hey, Frankie?” You ask.

“Yes?”

“What do you know about plumbing?”

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💕 kissing somewhere other than lips

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I'm just going to post this, because it's actually my second attempt. The first I'm going to save for the vampire Eddie fic I'm working on... Both are sad, because this is a rough week/month, and I don't feel like doubling this currently 1.2k word count on this to resolve it into a happy ending right now.

But I am open to suggestions on where to go with it, to keep in my back pocket for finishing it later.

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They’re not dating, but Eddie spends a lot of time at Steve’s big house for someone who still technically lives in the local trailer park. 

They’re not dating, but he lets Steve dote on him. Eddie shares his weed without even bothering to charge him anymore, which is a friendship perk that historically only his band mates enjoy; Steve, in turn, provides movies and meals and snacks in between. 

They’re not dating, but when they’re both stoned as fuck they twine together on the couch, alternating who’s laying on who because it’s warm and nice and they’re both a little touch starved. It’s started happening even when Robin is there, and she keeps side-eyeing them like she’s waiting for some sort of announcement of What It Means. 

Which is ridiculous because they’re just friends. Steve doesn’t even kiss him on the mouth; he kisses him everywhere else. 

Like now, when Steve is sprawled half on top of him and half wedged in against the back of the couch, mouth on the soft part of Eddie’s shoulder. It’s all soft—all those snacks have done their work, all the lounging around Steve’s living room while still recovering from the Upside Down too, and Eddie is comfortable with this larger, well-padded version of himself. Steve’s kisses work their way gently down to his pecs, sucking one nipple into his hot, hungry mouth while teasing at the other with his fingers, cupping what could just about be called a tit in one hand—and it barely fits. One of Steve’s legs is draped over and shoved between Eddie’s, pressing against the one place he isn’t soft these days, and Eddie’s mouth is free as a bird to spout off whatever suggestive, pleading filth he wants. 

Except he doesn’t, because they’re not dating and Steve isn’t his and he doesn’t know where the line is, doesn’t know where he’d have to stop and self-control isn’t exactly in his repertoire these days or he wouldn’t be not-making-out with Steve fucking Harrington. Eddie is far from silent though, letting out moans and gasps and pleading little whines, wordless but clearly saying keep going, keep doing that, never stop. And Steve, day after day, lazy afternoon after lazy afternoon, keeps obliging him. What had started as helpful belly rubs after a big meal has somehow evolved into this, and Eddie would be lying if he said that isn’t part of why he’s really been packing it on lately, because he’s a weak, weak man and it all feels so good. Feels so good to have Steve in any capacity, touching him, taking care of him, being so sweet and perfect and Steve. 

So they don’t talk while they do things like this, and they don’t talk about it after, and it’s all fine because they’re not dating and Eddie can be content, he can be, with this arrangement. 

Steve's lips are wet with spit and trailing down his chest now, scooting down on the couch, wriggling out and pressing Eddie more onto his back so he can drape over him fully, and it’s good. All the way down to where his shorts are unbuttoned—because that’s all it takes to set this off now, is Eddie reaching down to make himself a little more comfortable, and then Steve is on him—and nipping at where his belly starts to pooch out into a roll, gripping his thighs, sliding one hand up to grip him through the denim, and…

Something in Eddie’s head (or maybe his heart) snaps. It’s not fine. It’s undefined, it’s the elephant in the room, it’s nothing because they’ve never even tried to put a name to it, just shoved it in a corner and pretended it wasn’t there. And Eddie is sick and fucking tired of pretending. He almost died in March and life is too short to wallow in something he wants but can’t ever have, never moving on because there’s some comfort in the suggestion of having Steve like this, at least, but the comfort is ultimately hollow because, at the end of the day, he doesn’t have anything. 

He reaches down, slides his fingers into Steve’s luxurious hair, and pulls. Just enough to get the guy’s attention away from tongue-fucking his belly button—Jesus H. Christ—and is only a little surprised when the tug elicits a moan. “Steve,” he tries roughly, and has to stop to clear his throat. “What are we doing?”

Never before has he seen Steve Harrington look so caught out. And Eddie had been there the day Steve had been caught making out with a cheerleader under the bleachers when he should have been leading the basketball team out into the school gym during a rally. 

“I, uh.” His face is beet red, and maybe he wants to run but he can’t exactly go anywhere when Eddie has him by the roots. “I was just…”

When he doesn’t continue, Eddie sighs and shakes his head, letting go. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” He’s trying so hard to pretend that this isn’t devastating, this yanking the plug that he should have pulled a long time ago before his heart filled up with it, and in its absence he’ll have nothing. Not even a friend, probably, because that’s what happens when you let yourself become some straight guy’s experiment. “I don’t want ‘just,’ Harrington, so… I think I’m gonna go.”

Steve is still hovering over him, frozen, but Eddie wriggles out until he can rock into a sitting position and starts to wedge himself back into his shorts—a difficult task, embarrassingly more because his dick has yet to get with the new program than anything else. 

“I,” Steve tries again weakly, but Eddie doesn’t even pause in his efforts to button back up. Forget the zipper, he’s just glad he didn’t wear a cropped shirt today and can let it hang down to cover himself, which… sort of works. It’ll get him back to his van, at least. 

“It’s fine,” he says, standing up without looking at Steve. “Just, next time there’s a movie night or something, be specific with the kids about whether or not you want me to come or they’ll invite me anyway. Wouldn’t want that surprise with all the witnesses, right? And if we do run into each other, I’ll take my cues from you on how to… handle it.” 

As he says all this, he’s gathering up his stuff. It’s not much, a couple of notebooks and his lunchbox, which he’d brought over for their hangout smoke session… Really just code for ending up with an excuse to fool around. Nothing more than that, though. Steve has never even kissed him on the mouth.

Then he’s out of there, all his shit dumped haphazardly in the empty passenger seat and driving home, and Steve hadn’t even tried to stop him. He wonders if the guy is still crouched on his couch, looking shell shocked with his lips kissed red and a tent in his tiny basketball shorts. Wonders if that’s the last time he’ll ever see Steve, if that image is the one that’s going to follow him around for the rest of his life or if it’ll end up being something worse. Maybe he should move. That had always been the plan, blow this popsicle stand the second he got his diploma, but he’d stayed…

Well. He’d stayed for Steve, but he has to wonder now that the point of that was ever supposed to be, because.

It’s not like they’re dating.

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The title gets to the premise pretty straightforwardly! Siblings Bodhi and Jyn each adopt a cat and deal with their respective traumas (with a bit of high stakes Krennic drama thrown in as a final arc to the story). Jyn and Cassian have no chill and fall in love pretty much right away. Some lovely Dad!SpiritAssassin content.

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A fun neighbors!au where neither of them are the cat owner, but the cat definitely has a major hand in facilitating their meeting and getting together. Also features a lot of great Bodhi & Jyn sibling energy and banter.

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Angsty Cassian adopts cat!Kay to try and cope with feeling lonely when he returns from an extended trip to find coworker Jyn is in a relationship. Some great Bodhi & Cassian friendship moments!

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Jyn’s cat Mimi (whose personality is as fiery as Jyn’s) develops a strong relationship with FWB!Cassian, which pokes at Jyn’s commitment issues. Excellent romcom vibes.

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[heavyhitterheaux]

First Lady of Private Garden

AN: Hello my babies! This is the back story for the first lady of PG! Hope yall like this! 💕

Synopsis: How you met the love of your life and came to be the first lady of Private Garden

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Rapper!Reader

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You were 10 when you first started rapping.

You grew up listening to Outkast, Jay-Z, Kanye West, T.I., Lil Wayne, and the list goes on.

That was primarily your older sister's fault.

Anything she did, you followed suit.

That included listening to the same music that she did. 

You grew up in Atlanta which happened to be one of the best places to break into the industry.

Your plans were ruined when your father's job relocated to Louisville, Kentucky out of all places when you were 14 and as far as you were concerned your life was over.

Leaving family and friends behind along with the city that you loved irritated you to no end.

Having to start over was not at the top of your to-do list but you had no choice.

So you decided to make the best of it.

It had been almost a week now in Louisville and you we're still learning to adjust with everything when you met him.

Jack.

He was your neighbor who lived across the street from you and you had remembered him from your history class.

You were a little shy and didn’t want to approach him first, so luckily he did it for the both of you.

Once Jack had set his eyes on you, it was over for everyone else.

You can admit that those glasses and those pretty blue eyes of his instantly had you hooked.

Once you had showed interest in him, he turned red as a tomato.

You don't know what it was but you two instantly clicked.

You were then introduced to Urban, 2forwoyne, shloob, ace pro, quiiso, and nemo.

Whenever anyone saw any one of them they saw you too.

Of course there were rumors floating around since you were the only girl who hung out with a bunch of guys.

You knew they were just jealous because of how close you were to them and they quickly became your close group of friends.

But, the closest friendship you had was with Jack.

And everyone knew even if there wasn’t an official title to go along with what your relationship entailed, you were Jack’s girl and therefore completely off limits. 

Since you two literally lived across the street from each other there were plenty of times when the both of you would be laying in the backyard looking up at the stars and confessed your goals, fears, or simply making jokes to pass the time.

Especially in the summer time. 

You had known Jack for a year before he officially asked you to be his girlfriend.

Of course you said yes.

Who could resist those cheeks and baby blue eyes?

You figured he was tired of everyone saying that the both of you needed to confess your feelings to put everyone else out of their misery.

Jack had been your first everything.

Your first boyfriend, your first kiss, and you still remember that summer when you were fifteen when the two of you had sex for the first time.

You knew Jack wanted to be a rapper so there were plenty of times when you would help him write songs.

One thing that you both shared was your love for music.

And when you found out Maggie loved Outkast and Public Enemy it was all she wrote.

You admit that the first few songs that you wrote weren't very good, but you got better with time.

After awhile, Jack was getting recognition along with The Homies in Louisville and a lot of people were starting to recognize who they were.

It wasn’t until one day when Jack had taken you out for an ice cream date to celebrate him getting his license (you just knew he was about to hit something while driving there) that you had a revelation.

If he really wanted to do this, there had to be some changes. 

“Stink?”

“Yes, mamas?”

“If you truly want to do this and have people listening to your music the way you want them to. We have to move.”

“Move where?”

“Atlanta. I know for a fact someone will recognize your talent as much as I have.”

“But... I’ve never left here before.”

“It’s a risk you have to be willing to take. Whatever happens, I’m behind you 100%. Besides, if it goes left, we can always come back here and I can have my farm like I always wanted.”

“For a city girl, you came down here and we definitely brought the country out of you.”

“We’re going to have horses, pigs, turtles...”

“Slow your roll, baby girl. One thing at a time.”

You two were now walking in a comfortable silence at Cherokee Park which had quickly become one of your favorite places in Louisville. Especially when Jack was with you. He had his arm around your shoulder and pulled you into him even closer if that was possible before completely coming to a halt, leaving you confused.

“What’s wrong?” You curiously asked while you finished off the last of your ice cream. The ice cream that Jack ate most of, but anyway. 

“You really think I can do this?”

“Are you doubting yourself?”

“Well.... no... uhh.... kinda.”

“You’ll have me and The Homies behind you. We aren’t going anywhere and as long as I have something to do with it, all of yall are going to be on the charts.”

And you weren’t lying. 

That’s when Private Garden was born.

Jack felt that it was only right to make you first lady seeing how you would always write for him as well as The Homies. 

He wouldn't take no for an answer.

You wouldn't dare let any of them know that you actually rapped too. Any time you did, you made sure you were completely by yourself.

Making you first lady also included him proposing to you in your backyard randomly when you had celebrated your 19th birthday a week prior.

It was one in the morning, cold as shit outside since it was the middle of December, but you wanted to look at the stars and Jack could never tell you no. You were currently laying on his chest as a blanket was wrapped around both of you when you just knew this white boy had lost his fucking mind. 

“We should get married.”

“Jackman, are you high?”

“No, but even if I was my answer wouldn’t change. Every since I saw your cute little self with those braids in your hair when you first moved here, I didn’t want anyone else.”

“Wait... you’re fucking serious? Jack our parents will kill us.”

“Can’t kill us if they don’t know.”

“I hope you don’t expect me to give you an answer with that horrible ass proposal you just did.”

“Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N will you do me the honor of becoming Mrs. Jackman Thomas Harlow. Can’t live without you stink.”

“Well, since you’re practically begging me to, yes. Now where’s my ring?”

“About that...”

“Jack, you literally proposed to me without a ring?”

“The thought just popped in my head just now! I didn’t really think this through.”

“Jackman!”

“When I make my first million, I’m buying you the most beautiful ring that’s pear shaped since I know you love it so much. But I'll get you something else in the mean time."

You simply shrugged.

“I would’ve said yes to you even if you proposed with one of those rings from the bubble gum machines at the grocery store.”

“Damn, mamas. I got more money than that.”

“Jack, we have had to eat at my parents house and your parents house all week because we were tired of eating ramen at our apartment.”

“Touché.”

You still remember moving back to Atlanta which Jack knew that you were excited about, working at Chick-Fil-A at Georgia State with Jack and Urban and trying to write songs for Confetti at the same time.

You would often slip Jack’s mixtape in customers’ bags to give him any type of exposure that you possibly could.

He didn’t know that. 

You were going to make sure your man was going to be successful one way or another.

All three of you would be in the back with Jack freestyling as you had your pen and paper to the side to write down lyrics that you actually liked and would be able to use in a song later in order to pass the time.

It was midnight on a Friday when you and Jack came up with the lyrics to Ghost and 2fo made the beat for it. 

Jack ended up recording it in one take.

This is what the days would consist of.

Working during the day and writing and recording songs at night.

And Jack would perform anywhere and everywhere that people would let him.

You don’t know how it happened but sure enough DJ Drama caught on to who Jack was and wanted to meet him.

"Babe... this is huge."

"It is."

"If that's you being excited I'm going to need for you to change it up a little bit for me."

"I am excited for you but I'm not surprised. I tell you every day how proud I am of you and that your time is coming. People are gonna stop sleeping on you."

"And I got you by my side to experience it first hand."

You suddenly got a serious look on your face and looked up at him.

"What's wrong stink?"

"Promise me something."

"Anything for my girl."

"Never ever forget where you came from or who helped you to get to where you're going to go. Don't be like these other celebrities who get a little taste of fame and act as if they're too good for anyone. If you ever act like that I'll tell Maggie to kick your ass."

"That's one thing that you'll never have to worry about. Besides you would probably kick my ass before she does."

"Damn right."

Then there was one night when your secret was discovered as Jack had a late night in the studio recording his album That’s What They All Say.

"I throw that ass back to see if he gon' catch it

Ain't athletic but it's tennis for the necklace, yeah

Ayy where that cash at, I stack it like Tetris

Real gutter bitch, real plugs and connections

First I make him eat it 'til he lockjaw

Give it to him good, knock a nigga socks off, uh

I run it up, they busy runnin' they mouth

I'm a real ass, rich ass, bitch from the South"

As you were saying the last line, you and Jack made eye contact and you wanted to disappear into thin air.

You weren't expecting him for at least another hour and spent that time looking over the songs you had essentially written for yourself.

It was drop dead silent for a good thirty seconds before either of you spoke.

No one had ever heard you rap before and you had wanted for it to stay that way.

"Y/N!!!"

"You heard NOTHING Jackman!"

"How.. what... BABE!!"

"Stop it's not even that good!" You quickly threw your notebook to the side that had all your lyrics in it hoping that your husband would drop it.

"Says who!?!?"

"I was just messing around."

"That did not sound like messing around to me. We have to put you on too."

"Absolutely not! I will write, I will produce and that's it!"

"Babe, that was fire though."

"You're just saying that cause I'm your wife."

You responded while rolling your eyes and trying to hide your face in your pillow.

Jack then came over to sit next to you on the bed and pulled you into his chest.

"Stink, look at me."

You did as you were told and he was simply smiling at you.

"No I'm really not. Wait until the rest of PG..."

"No! I don't want them to know."

"But, why not?" Jack was suddenly looking confused. As much as you pushed him and the rest of PG to be their best selves, he wanted the same for you.

"I just... let's just focus on you first."

At this point, Jack knew that there was no convincing you for anything.

But he'll try later.

He was going to make sure everyone knew who the first lady of Private Garden was and how talented she is by any means necessary.

"Fine, but..."

"But, what?"

"You have to promise me that you'll record your songs."

"Jackkkkk." You now hid in the crook of his neck and started to play with his beard. Something you tend to do when you got nervous when he was around.

"I didn't say release baby. Record it. How many songs do you have written for yourself anyway?"

"Hmm at least sixty." You mumbled and he looked at you with wide eyes.

"SIXTY?!"

With the success of the release of Jack's debut album, he was on cloud nine and so was the rest of PG.

It happened.

He finally did it.

He deserved every bit of this success and you were just happy to be along for the ride.

It was around 2 am and you and Jack were currently in the middle of a movie marathon. You were only half paying attention since you were so busy kissing Jack all over his face.

He didn't seem to mind, so you kept doing it.

You were now kissing the freckles on the right side of his face and you were trying to soak in all of this one on one time now before you all went on tour.

Where ever Jack went, you went too.

No exceptions.

The first thing he would always let people know is how you were his girl and how he was so proud of you.

You weren't quite sure what he was proud of you for, but you took the compliment anyway.

Simply because only the members of PG knew you were married and were sworn to secrecy.

Your hands started to get cold so you reached under Jack's shirt and rested them on his abs earning not only him jumping but a groan from him as well.

"Got damn baby! Why are you so cold? You have literally been sitting on top of me for the last four hours."

"You know I'm always cold and you're always so warm and cuddly." You responded while scooting closer and he quickly embraced you and kissed your forehead.

"I did a thing..."

"Jackman..."

You absolutely hated when he started off sentences like that. The last time he did that he had gotten you a brand new car. Even though you still kept stealing the keys to his jeep.

"It's nothing bad."

"It better not be. You stay getting me worked up."

"I'm surprised you didn't notice yet and I mean I can take care of that right now if you're worked up."

"Notice what? And I'm not acknowledging that last part."

"Pull up the credits for my album."

"Uhh why?"

"Just do it."

"What is this? A Nike ad?"

"Baby!"

"Fine."

Once you pulled them up, you were scrolling until you got to executive producer: Y/N Y/L/N Harlow

"JACKMAN!"

"Listen. I did it for a reason."

"And that would be what!?"

You just hoped no one would notice he put both of your last names on there.

"If... if something were to ever happen to me.."

"No stop. I don't like where this is going. I'm about to cry."

"Seriously stink. Listen to me." Jack grabbed your chin and made you look up at him before kissing you.

"Okay, I'm listening."

"If something were to happen to me, you would still get royalty checks from the album. So when we have kids, you'll be able to take care of them. I just want you to be good and not have to worry."

Your eyes instantly watered and you were trying to do anything that you could think of to keep them from falling.

"But... you're not leaving me any time soon, right?" You sniffed as Jack wiped away your tears.

"Baby, don't cry. Didn't mean to upset you. I'm not going anywhere, okay? Just wanted you to know that."

"You promise?"

"Always and forever, stink."

It was now the final show of the tour when Jack had pulled you aside from everyone else to give you something that you had been waiting a long time for before he went on stage.

It also happened to be your anniversary when the clock struck midnight.

"Stink?"

"Yes, my baby?"

"I cannot put into words how much I love you and how much I appreciate everything you do for me. Ever since we were 15, I knew you were something special and that I needed you in my life. You believed in me when I sometimes didn't believe in myself and you never let me quit. I felt like this is long overdue but it had to be just right for my princess."

"I'm always going to be here for you and I love you more." You responded while smiling up at him.

"Not even possible."

"Don't start!"

"Mrs. Harlow deserves to have her ring upgraded. Don't you think?"

He remembered.

You had always told him you thought pear shaped rings were the prettiest and seeing the one Jack just slid on your finger replacing the smaller one had your jaw on the floor.

The only time you mentioned it was when he proposed to you in your backyard after your 19th birthday and you haven’t said anything since.

"What you think mamas? You like it?"

"I love it, but I love the man who put it on my finger even more."

He simply reached down to kiss you as you wrapped your arms around him and nuzzled into his chest.

"There isn't anything in this world that I wouldn’t do for you."

“Right back at you.”

"Okay love birds! Jack 10 minutes before your set." You heard Neelam say since you weren't facing her and Jack had you in a bear hug.

"Okay."

Then he simply looked down at you and smirked.

"What?"

"It's time that people knew, Mrs. Harlow can do more than write bars."

"Jack... no."

"Naw, baby. You said focus on me first and we did that. Now it's your turn."

"But.."

"You pushed me ever since we were 15 to make this a reality and now it's here. Time for the queen of the south to debut. Besides Drama and PG are on board with it."

"YOU TOLD THEM?!"

"I might have let it slip the other day." Jack simply shrugged as you felt your heart begin to speed up.

"Just like you told me that day in Cherokee Park. I'm behind you 100% and if things go left we can go back to Kentucky and you can get your farm. But I know for a fact it won't."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Your last name is Harlow baby. Ain't nothin but winners in this family. So you in?"

"Let's do it."

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jackharlow: yall know her as my girl y/ninsta, but allow me to now introduce the first lady of Private Garden. She's about to show yall why we call her the queen of the south.

saweetie: jackharlow you finally convinced her!! I'm soooo excited for this!

jackharlow: saweetie only took about two years 🤣

y/ninsta: yall know I'm shy 🙈

jackharlow: y/ninsta you ain't shy in the bedroom 👀

y/ninsta: JACKMAN!!

privategarden: all hail queen y/n!!!!

2forwoyne: yall not ready for this fire that's about to come! y/ninsta PG is so proud of you mamas!

y/ninsta: love you much ❤️

urbanwyatt: ayeee go best friend! It's about damn time!

y/ninsta: yall spoil me so much 😘

jackharlow: y/ninsta because you deserve it. it's now your time.

y/ninsta: jackharlow and I'm about to be on they necks. no mercy 😏

jackharlow: my baby about to kill this shit!

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[jasminediaz]

Let's start from the beginning...

Okay so... Hi! I know it's been so loooooong since the last time I posted something and I know I literally neglected my account, but I have my own reasons to have disappeared for the past.... 6 or 5 five months, I had this little thorn of coming back to this beautiful place and community, nevertheless there was some stuff I had to deal with first and that didn't let me to create more content.

MY LAST YEAR IN HIGH SCHOOL

Around January and March I was dealing with some problems like any other teenager has around my age (or well young-adult); I would say some childish situations happened in my circle of friends that led to us to split (the initial problem started with 3 friends) and it escalated to the point that most of our mates ended up igetting involved in that; for my part I didn't have any other disagreements with them (let's say I was the one listening to their problems and the one who was the mediator in this, I mean, I never took sides like a good Hufflepuff being in a neutral point HAHAHA) But it hurt to see our friendship falling apart... Besides, it was my last semester and as such graduation was not longer so far, so that took all of my time, my teachers would give a lot of homework to do and I couldn't get enough sleep. To that I have to add that I was also a little sad since I had to break up with my BF, nothing to worry about, it was for the best, and I promise that I tried to keep up on posting my drawings here to deal with my sadness but I was emotionally exhausted. And of course, not leaving aside my new responsibilities and procedures to do as a young adult.

2. MY ENTRANCE EXAM

After all the drama I had in my last 3 months of High School, I graduated. For the first time in many months, I could say I felt a relief to close that chapter in my life, it was a feeling of freedom after all the things that happened there, however I wasn't done yet, my entrance exam for the university was around the corner and as such I had to study and prepare for that.

I don't complain about it, there are a lot of people that had had the nerves of going to university and you know what? it was worth it! I passed with a high score, and I can finally say that I started university a month ago 🎉😊

Of course I had to addapt to this new chapter in my life so that I could have enough time to prepare myself to come back to this place I missed so much.

3. EVERYTHINGS GOES SMOOTHLY

In conclusion... I'm currently doing fine, fortunately and if everything goes well I'll be posting accasionally, not as much as I used to do, but I would like to keep on track with all the things I missed; I really want to thank to VERY special people that I chated with during this time I was gone, your company and messages were so helpful to give me hope that I could be here again, and I'm so grateful to God that you are part of my life now. Love to ya'll 💝💕❤

@yoselin-uyu @tiny-chiro @aleapple1216 @aneshkablack @immagrosscandy @khamoise @maleliddell @theevoh12 And welcome to you!! I hope we can be good friends @nev-nara @hailzerox @arrozconlecheeee Just so you know, in a few minutes a drawing will be posted hehe P.S. sorry @krinkitori :"( I missed you too

#comeback #here I am #let's start over #I'm alive #don't you worry #it's good to come back again

[quotergirl19]

The Whispering Wallflower: A Polin Season 3 Storyline

(Thanks to YellowDressesAndYearning for the inspiration💕)

Penelope wants nothing to do with Colin when he comes home and she tells him as much. She implies she was humiliated when some unkind people (possibly Cressida Cowper) mention loudly and in the presence of many eligible gentlemen, that she was the youngest Featherington girl, the one Colin Bridgerton said he would never dream of courting, and with her family’s scandalous past, who knows what she’s hiding.

Colin heard about the incident from his family and feels terrible. He calls on Penelope to say he wants to make things right because he values their friendship, mentioning that he missed her sending him letters on his latest travels. He asked why she didn’t write to him and she said that after she wasted her first two seasons focusing entirely on her childish fantasies and worrying about her friends, she realized she was risking her future and needed to better prepare herself because this season has to be different. She has to find herself a husband, or risk becoming exactly what everyone expects her to become, a spinster.

Colin says someone as good as her could never become a spinster, and he promises he’ll help her attending all the same parties that she goes to this season. He promises to stick to her like glue to make sure that everyone understands that she is his dearest friend in the world, that he thinks very highly of her, and that she will make an incredible wife and mother to a very lucky gentleman.

Colin’s plan works nearly immediately and Penelope starts to become more popular thanks to her witty and pleasant nature. People who never talked to her before now know she’s a lovely young lady, kind, funny and smart, and a lot more people begin seeking her out at balls, parties and events… and some of them happen to be eligible gentlemen.

It dawns on Colin that finding someone as fun, and understanding and who he likes and trusts as much as Penelope might never happen again and he starts to second-guess whether he should consider courting her even though he’s publicly sworn off women and love and relationships ever since what happened with Marina.

At one point while they are once again ignoring the rules about unmarried couple being alone together, they are behind closed doors enjoying some of the contents of Colin’s flask but Penelope is a light weight and loosens up when she’s drunk. Her flirty banter, wicked humor and voluptuous figure are much appreciated by Colin. There’s a moment between them and they kiss. It’s a good kiss and they are both very into it! He pulls her body tightly against his, her fingers are in his hair and they are wrapped around each other completely overtaken by passion.

Penelope tells Colin she doesn’t want him to stop, she’s never felt anything like this with anyone before. Surprised but also feeling very much the same, Colin agrees. They have sex.

Afterwards, Penelope asks if what they have done is how babies are made. Colin says yes but tells her he withdrew from her to not risk Penelope becoming with child. She nods in understanding and asks of it is always like that or is it different between a man and his wife than it is with mistresses and whores. Colin says he wants Penelope to marry him but she turns him down because they were drinking and got carried away.

Colin looks stricken and asks why she won’t even consider him after everything they’ve been through. He asks if it’s because he’s merely a third son and lives completely off his brother’s charity, or because he was a young fool tricked by her cousin, or perhaps it was that thoughtless comment he made about never courting her. He looks away, grim faced and whispering how he hates himself for having ensured his own misery. But she says it’s none of that, that he’s asking out of his sense of honor and she will not force his hand to steal his future. Especially knowing that he intentionally did not spill inside her so she wouldn’t get pregnant.

Colin insists that he wants to be with her, she’s the best person he knows and he would be thrilled to be her husband. But Penelope tells him he can’t ask her when he doesn’t know so much about her, that she has secrets that could ruin any life they built together. And because she thinks he’s settling for her because he’s afraid to risk his heart loving someone who could hurt him the way Marina did.

Colin tells Penelope that the way he feels about her is completely different, that their relationship is special and how he feels about her is unlike anything he’s ever felt before. He says that she’s nothing like Marina and she never could be. But she stops him and says she’s no different than Marina. She too has made choices that she regrets and done terrible things because she felt she had to… things that would forever change the way he saw at her and when Colin still insists he wants her, Penelope confesses she’s Whistletown.

Stunned, Colin demands Penelope explain everything and she does. It’s messy and complicated, truly the perfect storm of impossible situations, desperate, impulsive decisions and he understands why she did what she did, and knows her well enough to believe that she never intended to cause the hurt she caused, but it’s clear to him that her actions have wounded her deeply as well. Particularly the pain she caused him, Eloise and of course Marina.

Penelope admits she knows no man would willingly marry Whistledown and it’s horrible that she’s planning to keep this from her suitors and future husband but she has to think of her future. She has no choice but to trick someone into marrying her and pray the secret stays hidden.

She tells Colin he’s the only man who might be able to look past her being the notorious writer and see her, the girl he’s always known and the woman she’s become. But she couldn’t ruin his life by accepting his hand without telling him when this could potentially destroy his future. Before she leaves, Penelope tells Colin she would marry him in a heartbeat if she thought he loved her but she could never trick him, because she’s always loved him.

They stay away from each other for a few weeks. Colin is miserable. He knows if he married Penelope and her secret were ever revealed it could ruin his entire family. He can think of no other course of action but to stay away from her, hoping that his infatuation would end but everything makes him think of Penelope. His yellow curtains, the red haired child he saw in the park, the letters she’d sent him when he searched for his journal in his traveling trunk. He’d even begun dreaming of her and the life they could have. The happy family she would give him, traveling together, laughing little daughters with her eyes and smile, strapping sons with her clever wit and imagination. Every moment without her cast him further into darkness. He was drinking more and snapping at his family, avoiding friends and people were worried about him but didn’t know what was wrong.

One day he receives a letter from Penelope asking him when and where to meet her secretly to discuss something and to not tell a soul. Seeing her again sparks a feeling in him like he’s been drowning and Penelope was his lifesaving breath but something about the look in her eyes is different. She’s clearly distraught but focusing to keep her voice steady as she informed him that her courses were a week late and she was feeling unwell so her mother called for a doctor who confirmed she is with child. She can barely look him in the eye when she tells him but she mentioned she refused to tell her mother who the father is. Penelope informs Colin that her mother intends to tell people that Pen is going to visit her aunt in the country but she’s really being sent to have their child in secret. She confesses that she doesn’t trust her mother not to arrange a marriage to avoid scandal, and may try to have their child taken from Penelope at birth.

Colin is horrified at the very thought of what Penelope has endured alone and what she’s facing and then she looks into his eyes, pale faced but with a ferocity he did not know she was capable of, she assures him that she would sooner die than let anyone take her baby. He’s never seen anyone so serious, she tells him her plan to use her Whistledown money to support herself and the child. Penelope informs Colin of her intention to run away and assume the identity of a young war widow but that she couldn’t leave without telling him because he deserved to know. She vowed she would never tell a soul he was the father or keep him from his child. Penelope never asks Colin for anything and even says that after all her past secrets, he probably doesn’t even believe that the baby is his, and she can’t even blame him.

It’s more than Colin can bear and he immediately wraps her in his arms, saying he knows she would never lie about that, which is a relief to Penelope. She tells him she’s sorry she’s ruined everything and promises to write to him from wherever she goes and he pulls back and says she will do no such thing and Pen looks stricken, as though he might forbid her to ever contact him again.

Colin tilts Penelope’s face up to look in her eyes when he tells her she’s the love of his life and they’re going to marry and start their family, he’s not letting her run off alone and scared to live in secret and shame. He admits he’s been trying to forget her but it’s like trying to cut out his own heart and he would rather be exiled than to live another day pretending life without her was worth living at all. Colin gets on one knee and asks her again to marry him and Penelope accepts. He calls on Featherington house the next morning with flowers for Penelope, her mother and even Prudence, finally asking for Penelope’s hand.

Their mothers plan a small but beautiful wedding a few weeks later and everything seems right in the world… until they receive an anonymous letter from someone claiming to know their secret.

Fearing the worst, Colin and Penelope request a private meeting with Anthony, Kate and Violet to tell them everything and strategize how best to handle the situation. Thankful that the blackmailer is unlikely to have the same reach as Whistledown’s column, they are hopeful that they will find a solution which protects the Bridgerton name and their entire family from ruin.

Eager to know what her family is up to, Eloise is listening at the door of Anthony’s study and overhears everything, including a lot she was not aware of when she first found out Penelope was Whistledown and ended their friendship.

Hating herself for abandoning her dearest friend and assuming the absolute worst instead of trying to understand why she did what she did, Eloise bursts into Anthony study, telling them she too has played a part in the problem they’re facing by being reckless and impulsive herself. She insists she can help and shares that when the queen threatened her she also offered her protection if Eloise confessed and agreed to allow her majesty to use Whistledown.

Violet suggests they bring in Lady Danbury because she’s a dear and trusted friend who has been one of Queen Charlotte’s most trusted friends since they were young ladies. Together they approach the Queen and her majesty is surprisingly enthralled and fascinated by the story. Finding Penelope remarkable for all she accomplished as a lonely wallflower.

The Queen assures that they have nothing to fear. She calls in Brimsley and with a wink and nod, it is made clear that he is to spread the word of the true identity of Lady Whistledown and that the information was to be spoken of as though it were of the utmost secrecy since any threat of harm or retaliation towards the author would not be tolerated in any way and that anyone who tried to harm the gossip would answer to the Queen herself.

Assuring all that the whole of London would likely spread the word within days and no doubt be in awe of Penelope Bridgerton, the Queen promised their family should be safe from harm or ruin. Penelope is grateful but rightly apprehensive and eager to know how the Queen wished to use Whistledown in the future, to which her majesty replied, that since Penelope was a new wife and about to be a mother, her days writing as Whistledown were officially over. Whistledown was never to publish again. But for the remainder of the season, her majesty would expect private correspondence from Mrs. Bridgerton with whatever juicy little morsels of gossip might entertain.

Not long after that when the new private gossip to the Queen and her husband were resting at home, they received another anonymous letter which their butler informed them had been delivered by the Featherington footman. So the two decided to call on Featherington house where Prudence rather stupidly revealed that she thought they would never figure it out since she signed her notes “anonymous.” She told them she found a mostly burnt draft of Penelope’s letter asking Colin to meet her and figured out that Penelope had trapped Colin into marriage and if they did not wish for Whistledown to find out, they would need to buy her silence with fancy chocolates and pretty flowers every week for the rest of the season.

Prudence was so proud of herself for discovering her sister’s supposed secret, that neither Colin nor Penelope had the heart to remind her that there was only one more week until the season was over. They kept the fact that Whistledown would never publish again to themselves. But Colin, thankful that it wasn’t Hyacinth trying to blackmail them because she would have asked for sweets, flowers, a small fortune and probably naming rights for their first born, saw to it that Prudence was sent the biggest assortment of sweets and flowers they could find the very next day.

And as word spread over the course of the next week of the true identity of Lady Whistledown, London’s worst kept secret about the best anonymous gossip columnist the ton has ever known, led to Pen receiving quite the surge of invitations for tea. For though she may not be publishing her column anymore but everyone loves good gossip, and who better to share pleasant company and devilish conversation with than the Queen’s personal friend and renownedgossip, the whispering wallflower herself… Mrs. Penelope Bridgerton.

#quotergirl mini fic #the whispering wallflower #bridgerton #Polin #Penelope Featherington #Colin Bridgerton #penelope x colin #colin x penelope #friends to lovers #bridgerton season 3 #polin fic #Penelope Bridgerton

[delucadarling]

OC asks! 11 and 13 for Barbie and 15 for Lucas, please! 💕 (~agentnatesewell)

oooo okay. I'll be addressing all of these from a perspective of the Usual AU @crownleys and I play with for our detectives, because I've basically adopted it as my personal canon at this point. In this, Kira is the detective, Bobby's her ex, and Rebecca is her mom. Barbie and Lucas are siblings, both work for the Agency. Barbie meets Kira during the events of Book 1, while Lucas and Kira meet at the tail end of Book 1. He pops up here and there to be a big brother nuisance and make Kira (accidentally) cry.

Barbie

11. What does your OC believe in? God(s)? Monsters? Love? The power of unbreakable bonds of friendship to overcome any obstacle? The ability of money to open any door? Or are they indifferent?

Barbie used to believe in God. When she was 10, her father left the family for another woman and pretty much never looked back. Her mom really struggled at this time and turned to religion for comfort. She'd always been churchgoing, but this led her into fundamentalism. Barbie, who was young, tried to please her mom by being a very good Christian girl who knew every story in the Bible by heart. She decided she needed to believe EXTRA hard to make her mom happy.

Being of a curious nature though, Barbie was always filled with questions. This doesn't mix well with Christianity, and led to her realizing she was better off keeping those questions to herself.

Eventually, Barbie started to notice things about the world that were...strange. No one had answers for her, and she didn't like to ask much anymore, so she just observed. She wrote everything down in her journals, drawing pictures and taking detailed notes.

When she's 15, she manages to track down a Facility, and that's what starts her path towards working with the Agency.

(tossing the rest under a readmore)

13. How important are romantic relationships to your OC? Do they prefer casual sex, short flings, or long term relationships? Do they want to get married or are they content with what they have? Or do they have no interest in romance whatsoever?

Romance is really important to Barbie! She wants nothing more than to build a lasting love with someone else. In truth, she craves the idea of being important to someone. Her ideal would be a lover who is totally obsessed with everything about her. She wants love, marriage, and children.

I like to pair her up with all vampires (though I'd say Mason is definitely her main love interest) so I always get to play with something new and fun, depending on who she's with when she realizes she's fallen in love.

Lucas

15. What places hold significant meaning or memories for your OC? Do they have a positive or negative association with those places?

The house he and Barbie grew up in, in south Georgia. He was 16 before his family really fell apart, so he has good memories there. Mostly because he always had a bike and a group of friends to run around with.

There's a cliff in Germany, near a beach, that Lucas thinks of all the time. He and Adam "fell" over the edge during a mission, and while Adam came out just fine, Lucas nearly lost his leg and is permanently disabled because of it. He can't bring himself to view it negatively. The change in his life was so huge it's just a lot of feelings. He'd definitely undo everything that happened there if he could, but he's mostly chosen to let the bad feelings go. Lucas hates holding grudges, even against the supernatural the maimed him.

#darling speaks #me rule #THANK YOU #this is super fun #ask meme #twc #wayhaven #the wayhaven chronicles #barbara 'barbie' robertson #Lucas Daniels

[ca-3]

Sakuya Watanuki is a Gay Character and Here's Why I Think so 🌈💚 (Part 2)

Since my first post was getting very long, I decided to make a part 2 post and because I was still in hyperfixation mode when saving these in my drafts weeks ago lol 😂

(Part 1 here btw)

More OVA/Anime moments:

I personally think that while Sleepy Life of Servamp is usually meant to be funny, (well lots of bonus content is very funny in Servamp lmao) but SLS 3 had a surprisingly bittersweet moment of Sakuya thinking about calling Mahiru when he couldn't reach Tsubaki. Unfortunately he didn't end up calling him, but he thinks about Mahiru instead.

Just look at his smile when he thinks about Mahiru 💚

Also Sakuya's face when he thinks about memories with Tsubaki vs. his memories with Mahiru, there's definitely some bias there...

again I know SLS is supposed to be funny usually, but Sakuya truly does always smiles his brightest whenever he's with Mahiru or even just near him.

Also Sakuya abandoning Tsubaki's side to go see Mahiru in Sleepy Life of Servamp #3 with zero hesitation... I swear Sakuya's confidence just fluctuates back and forth in everything he's in,, WHAT IS THE TRUTH TBH?

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Speaking of Sakuya smiling his brightest around Mahiru... Sakuya is usually frowning or grumpy most of the time as we all know.

So I think it's very sweet Mahiru makes Sakuya smile so much ✨

Sakuya almost always has to be touching Mahiru it seems. Usually in the form of his arm being around Mahiru or even just on a hand on him. I swear Sakuya does this more than any other character Mahiru is close with...like I can't even fit all the images where he does this with Mahiru. It's just an undeniable observation. Sakuya enjoys Mahiru's presence that much 💚

This is a bit of my own personal opinion here, but I think Sakuya's "class clown persona" wasn't just a fake persona. I genuinely believe Mahiru just naturally brought out that side of him. From what we could see from their first meeting Sakuya wasn't super friendly right away and wasn't seeking out any longer term friendship. I think he feels like he can be the person he wants to actually be when he's with Mahiru. It's both a beautiful thing and a tragic flaw I feel like.

Putting the rest of these other moments/thoughts under "keep reading" because holy shit, when will Sakuya's pining for Mahiru end anyways?

Land of Nod/Tananka Box events:

Parallel Summer had plenty of moments of Sakuya's blatant favoritism towards Mahiru (x)

for example:

In the fishing contest Sakuya tries to give all his fish to Mahiru, but Mahiru said it would be "too unfair".

Sakuya ditches Tsubaki and Belkia to be on Mahiru's team in beach volleyball and also protects Mahiru from getting hit.

More of a Mahiru thing, but Mahiru sees a shooting game stand and asks Sakuya to go win him a prize cause Sakuya is good at those kinds of games apparently. They play together instead 💕At the very end of Parallel Summer, Mahiru admits he'd be lying if he said he didn't miss Sakuya.

Mahiru and Sakuya play with sparklers on the beach together, Sakuya tries to write out something for Mahiru to read with the sparklers but Mahiru doesn't understand it. (I also really want to know what he was trying to say there 👁) there's also a bittersweet moment about a false memory here too, but Mahiru isn't upset at all even though Sakuya feels very bad about it.

^^^ This is a really good and important moment I think. Because it's sometimes a wonder about how Mahiru really feels about the whole fake memories thing.

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There was a 2019 Valentine's event that was like a visual novel so you the player could pretend to go on a date with your fave Servamp character by giving them chocolate 💝

but... you might have been a bit disappointed if you were looking forward to Sakuya completely focusing on you the whole time... while Sakuya is mostly polite to you on this short date, upon meeting with you he will mention he only came because Tsubaki told him too. (wow real charming Sakkun) He will take you to a shop and will proceed to talk about how he used to go there with Mahiru and yeah... he doesn't talk about anything else just as much it feels like. (x)

Sakuya: “I wonder if Mahiru’s doing well. I used to go to this shop a lot with Mahiru after school. Mahiru had his first monjayaki here, is what he told me. He looked happy and he was having fun.”

Its kind of funny how almost everything seems to somehow fall back to Mahiru with him... But as much as I adore SakuMahi, I can still definitely see this bugging Sakuya fans who probably didn't want that kind of interaction with their fave character. Again that's just what I think.

I think Strike maybe thought Sakuya fans probably didn't want their Sakuya route to be him talking about Mahiru for like half of it(?) The routes are already super short after all. But in the 2021 White Day event, Sakuya focuses only on you now and even holds your hand at the end, so that's nice 💕 (x)

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and now for my personal favorite, the 2019 Servamp Halloween Land of Nod event. Another one of those visual novel like games that Strike made for us, but you can trick or treat your fave characters and try to get several endings/routes.

(Small disclaimer: all the translations for this event are rough ones that I got from a friend of mine who was kind enough to share with me at the time, so I have no real source to link and I only have a few lines of dialouge from it here BUT I LOVED THESE MOMENTS SO MUCH I HAVE TO TALK ABOUT THEM 😭❤✨)

On the Melancholy route, you can meet up with Sakuya along the way and if you give him a treat you will eventually ask him if he's planning to invite anyone to the party and who do you think Sakuya plans on asking to go with him??? Take a wild guess.

Sakuya: "uh...well…there's this Halloween party..at Tsubaki's…and uh….."

You: "So, are you planning on inviting anyone?"

Sakuya: "!!! Ah...well... um.…I thought of inviting Mahiru...But I know the relationship between Tsubaki and Mahiru is... well..."

Yes. Sakuya wants to ask Mahiru to come. But he's afraid to ask. Since its hosted by Tsubaki, Sakuya is worried Mahiru will be uncomfortable because of that.

There's a brief moment where Sakuya remembers a time in the last year when he and Mahiru were still in school and how Mahiru used to always bake cookies for him, Koyuki, and Ryuusei.

Sakuya: "I'm not sure why I just remembered that story but….. I wish I could do that again……"

I love this route so much because you have the option to encourage Sakuya to ask Mahiru. Also it's pretty cute how timid Sakuya seems here, he really does let his guard down when it comes to Mahiru.

You: "It'd be okay to invite him, you know…"

Sakuya: "………!! You really think so…?"

You: "Yes, I think so."

Sakuya: "I…..I see... so it's really okay….? "Hm….. I'll think of something…. I'll go look for Mahiru….. Then, I'll see you at Tsubaki-san's party. Happy Halloween. Have a good night."

Mahiru does say yes to Sakuya (although off screen, cause who knows how gay that would have been) and he even makes cookies for the party!

That's just the gist of this one though, again I had a friend who translated those small parts for me and I had to dig for them again, but unfortunately the rest is literally lost in translation cause there isn't full translations for all the Halloween routes and other extra dialogues. (and if there is feel free to correct me)

All I know is that Sakuya and Mahiru do talk a bit, there's a small joke about how they haven't seen each other in the main story for awhile(haha real funny Strike 😭)

Something along the lines of:

Mahiru: "We haven’t even seen each other much in the comics lately." (something about being "enemies" too yada yada)

Sakuya: "Ah, yes~ Your retorts are so on point that I feel so at ease…"

Mahiru: "Well, don’t! I don’t care anymore! Here, have some cookies!!"

Some other things happen that I don't know the full context of,, but Sakuya does thank you for your help after the party too and invites you to another party(?)

Also Sakuya made sure the menu full of Mahiru's favorite foods... my goodness he likes him so much.

That's all I can provide from what was shared with me. The rest once again is all lost in translation. If there is eventually a good translation I'll update this hehe.

I really wish there was more I can say though, I want to know all the other details for the Melancholy party. All I know that going down this route leads to the party being a success and everyone has fun but yeah only able to get rough translations there. Which is why I saved this one for last.

I could talk about some other random Sakuya stuff but I feel like other smaller stuff I'm thinking of don't help my point really 😂 (unless y'all want a part 3 or something, I kind of want to talk about what I think of Mahiru's pov of Sakuya... But we'll see I'm sure you're sick of me now lol.)

If you read this whole thing you're just as obsessed as me now, congrats 🎉🎉🎉 and thank you! 💚

✨🌈Happy Pride Month!!! 🌈✨

#servamp #sakuya watanki #watanuki sakuya #mahiru shirota #sakumahi #mahisaku #i dont expect everyone to read the whole thing but it was fun to write this at the time #ive been saving this post for awhile now sksjsj #pride month #text #hey ho it was special interest time lol #i actually think sakuya is more demisexual but yeah im just trying to keep it a little more simple 😅 #gay

[quick-catton]

Hi quick-catton!! First of all I love your page and I love your personality💕💕💕 I also LOVE Saturn and Felix and Oliver just-😫😫😫 I love it every time you post, it makes my day!! Right now I just really need your help. Today I had to go on another account just to send something to my ask box because since I started my account last year, I’ve gotten nothing and it really hurts.

I love how open and freaky you are in your posts and I’m honestly the same way with Saltburn and an anime fandom that I’ve shaped my blog around. I used to be a little calm and collected but you’re inspiring to just let go and let my freak flag fly but the problem is, with my fandom, I don’t think people are going to be very inviting. Like literally the only thing I wanna do right now is babygirl code my favorite anime character sooo badly but I’m afraid I’ll lose all my followers and when I try to I get no engagement.

Like I wrote three freaking paragraphs about how good he’d look with a navel piercing! That was this morning and I got nothing all day but four likes. No reblogs, no comments, I literally had to make another account and send myself some praise for that post just so I could post it to show people that at least someone else agrees with me.

And I know I should give it time but that’s the problem. Some of my other posts like that don’t grow. They just get five likes and that’s it and it sucks because all I wanna do is engage with people that want to see this boy in lingerie or a skirt or goddamn pregnant (told you I was a freak)

I just don’t know what to do. How do you deal that? I’m honestly this close to deleting my account coz it seems like I’m posting to a blank wall and it’s so embarrassing coz everyone can see it. Sorry this is so long! Thank you for quickcatton 💕💕

WAH ANON ur so sweet omg, thank you?? <33 honestly i feel like i don't have good advice because i only made a tumblr for the first time EVER at the beginning of january!!! i am 23 and had never set foot on this app, but i saw that most of the saltburn fandom was here, so i gave it a shot and i've just been learning as i go.

i think that's half of my 'luck' with having a good experience on this app, is that because this fandom is so fresh, it's super active, but it's also a very small fandom (relative to some others) so we're all kinda like a hivemind here LOL, and because of the source material of the movie itself being weird/freaky/psychosexual, we all know that anything goes and the more freaky the brainrot, the better! i'm in other fandoms where if i said half of the shit i say here, i'd be ostracized, so it's really a case by case basis unfortunately </3

ik i yap a lot here but i also hold back sooo much because even tho ik we're all weirdos here, i still get nervous about putting out my writing or not having people vibe with an idea– you're not alone in that, i promise. it helps forming friendships in your fandoms so you know that there'll always be people who you can get hype over ideas with, but i know that's easier said than done sometimes <3

i don't have advice on engagement because i honestly don't look at that stuff (which i know is so annoying to say lol but it's true); i made this account purely to have a place to dump brainrot/art etc and view other people's saltburn content and i didn't care about engagement, i just got lucky to meet some cool people and make close friends through it.

i think if people can tell you're having fun through your posts, they'll vibe with you! it does take time with the good ol' algorithm, i'm sure, but as long as your page brings YOU joy, that's what matters most. people don't have to agree with your takes, life is too short to be vanilla and water urself down for others :^) making fandom friends and gaining interactions will come along with being yourself, but if posting here and running the account feels more stressful to you than it is fun, it's okay to step away too!

if you're on ao3 and sites like that, leaving comments on your fave works can be a great way to get conversations going as well. i met my closest friend on here bc she stumbled across my fic on ao3 and then sent me a message; it was purely up to chance, but branching out and being brave starting conversations with your fave accounts can be a great way to feel more included in the fandoms you're in and maybe you'll meet cool people along the way!! <33

#if anyone else has other advice feel free to reply with it <33 #because i'm not good at this stuff LOL #i literally just open this app say shit and then go back to yapping in a google doc #also this made me realize idk if i've ever put my name anywhere on this account #so i just added it to my display/pinned hi i'm sam #quick-catton asks

[snickerdoodlles]

Tell us ur annoyedTP thots on macauchay 💕

(x) lol macauchay, my behated anNOyedTP 😂 i will try to keep this short and mild, but honestly i have a LOT of steam built up on this duo and this will probably just come off as rant-y. macauchay should be charming, but my dislike for the ship really boils down to three things;

one, i'm unfortunately just flat out predisposed to not liking them. the first interaction i had with this duo was a handful of shippers who were deliberately rude and obnoxious in tagging their macauchay fics with kimchay, often combined with summaries/tags that went like "see my manifesto on why kimchay sucks/macauchay is better" (paraphrased), so my first reaction to this ship was "what a bunch of assholes". fandom's love of hating on Kim did not help this issue, as a lot of macauchay shipping is based on hating Kim and i Do Not Like seeing Kim hate (strike 2). this is probably an unfair association to have with the ship in general, but its there now and i just don't generally see the point in trying to dig through enough macauchay content to try to get rid of it

my third resentment towards macauchay is how people just generally...presume that Chay and Macau have to have a good relationship. they never once interact in canon, and frankly they have more reason to hate each other than they do to like each other, but fandom's default assumptions is that they are best friends, will immediately become best friends, or the other is their only option for a best friend. this is so ingrained in fandom conscience that i have gotten multiple comments on multiple stories that interject Macau into my stuff as Chay's best friend, even though he's never actually mentioned or even hinted at in most of my stories (*i don't actually mind this, please don't think i'm upset if you've done this on one of my stories! i like people having fun in my comments, i just mean to point out how much people take this fandom friendship as a given instead of headcanon). i resent this sort of presumption because my fic interests are smashing unlikely characters together to see how their relationship might develop, and i feel cheated that macauchay stories (or stories with them in general) never bother to show how Macau and Chay became friends or even why they work as friends. it's always an afterthought of an afterthought and all around just comes off as extremely lazy

which brings me to the ultimate reason why i Don't Like This Ship--Macau and Chay deserve better. i'm terribly fond of both characters, and i automatically dislike stories that make Macau a convenient fix to Chay's issues, or use him as a lazy catalyst to getting Kim and Chay back together, or treat any friendship/relationship that might've grown between them as a given trope instead of something that the story needs to develop. i have less than zero interest in any story that makes Macau a second place trophy, whether that's as Chay's rebound off Kim or a substitute for Chay's friends in canon, and i have even less interest in the OOCness of Chay 'settling' for something when Chay's core characterization is recklessly pursuing what he wants regardless of consequence

which is really disappointing! there's a lot of potential when it comes to Macau and Chay! they both have so many reasons to resent each other--Vegas was responsible for both of Chay's kidnappings. Porsche stole Vegas's birthright, which Vegas and Macau might've hated but it kept them safe. Vegas has tried to kill Porsche multiple times, just to hurt Kinn. Macau doesn't see what Chay has to complain about, when Korn's weird obsession is protecting him and Porsche but Vegas got six bullets in his gut for it. Chay was ripped out of and cut off from his previous life, but he has four people and their guards looking out for him. Macau's has maybe 1.5 people looking out for him now. but, ultimately, they're both just two scared kids who love their brothers more than anything else in the world and are trapped in the same extremely shitty situation.

and that right there is a delightful fucking mess ripe for drama! personally, there's added irony of how Macau and Chay would resent Porsche and Vegas for the same reasons Vegas and Porsche would grow closer as friends over (what can they say? they just like each other). Macau and Chay don't have the context to understand the other, and frankly they're entitled to just being pissed about how much the mafia sucks and how much it's ruined their lives. it would take special circumstances to knock Chay and Macau out of their "fuck those assholes" predispositions, and i would love to read more stories that explored those themes.

but people just......don't. which is fine, people don't have to be interested in the same stuff i'm interested in. but there's this overhanging and mildly aggressive assumption in fandom that Macau and Chay have to be #TotalBesties, even though there's zero canon context for it, and my reaction to any headcanon being forced down my throat is "fuck off" ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#kinnporsche #i dont thiiiiink this will show up in the ship tag?? #if im wrong feel free to block and/or let me know and i'll edit to remove what i can #i need to finish typing up the 'you got mail' plot sketch for them hjgjhgjh #anyways sorry this is a month late nonny #my queue spit out a bunch of stuff while i was basically offline 😂💦💦 #oof #q*

[sanisse]

hiiii omg where's your Gil-galad fic I need to read it oh GOD

I just need to consume all the Gil-galad filth that exists

tysm <3

Hiiii!

The fic I’m working on is To Partake and it IS a Rings of Power specific portrayal of Gil-Galad, Elrond, and Celebrimbor. (And very spicy. It’s just Porn with Plot lmao). There’s also a lot of Durin and Disa :) and Elrond interacting with their kids because I’m personally victimized we didn’t get that in the show.

It parallels show events up until Ep 5, and then deviates heavily, but you don’t need to have watched the show to read the fic. Events are mentioned and do drive the story along in terms of where characters are shuffling around and in some choices they make, but the events are mentioned and I feel pretty well explained. There are a few people reading who haven’t seen (or even dislike) the show who are reading it and enjoying it! 💕

It’s an Elrond-centered fic because I always write Elrond-centered fics (and the occasional Russingon content), but Gil-Galad IS a MC. He’s an asshole though, sorry! But that goes along the lines of the prev. post about being a bad dom though. He’s an antagonist, but not a villain. I didn’t want to assassinate his character but I really felt like if he and Elrond were a ship in Rings of Power, they’d be toxic as hell (I mean I always waffle between OTP and Toxic for Gilrond. The power dynamic and age difference, if we’re being honest, is incredibly unhealthy.)

But I have plans to bring him around to being a good person!

Ships:

Gil/Elrond

Elrond/Celebrimbor

Durin/Disa

Platonic sexual partners - Celebrimbor/Gil

Platonic sexual partners -Elrond/Durin/Disa (this especially focuses much more on their friendship)

Warnings:

Strong warning for bad BDSM etiquette (no negotiation, no communication, no safe wording, zero aftercare for Elrond’s pretty hard sub drop)

Strong dub-con warning which in some places, in my opinion borders non-con. Dub-con for the power dynamic (Elrond can’t really fully consent when Gil has the power to ruin his life if he says no, and also Elrond is really being very manipulated by Gil cause that’s the ROP vibe I get), non-con is because Elrond drops into too-deep incoherant subspace a lot due to the way Gil treats him, and at that point subs lose their ability to give or rescind consent. Doms are supposed to watch for this and stop a scene if it gets to that point. Gil doesn’t.

Not really a warning but Elrond does deal with horrible self esteem and sometimes his treatment of himself in the bedroom, I feel, borders on using sex as self harm. It’s not outright, but he is accepting pain because on some level he thinks it’s a fair trade and/or he deserves it.

— just mind the fic tags! Yeah I just really wanted to look at the power imbalance and toxic dynamic I got from Rings of Power and explore it through as honest a lens as I could. In ROP it’s clear that Gil doesn’t respect Elrond, doesn’t treat him as an equal, and is willing to manipulate him to get what he wants. Brimby though seemed really nice to me and also super careful about Elrond’s hero worship.

There aren’t that many Gil-Galad smut scenes since it’s Elrond centric and I’m giving them both time apart to try to mend the relationship. Right now there are two Gil/Elrond/Brimby scenes (ch 1, 2) and then a third later on that’s just Elrond/Gil.

But there might be more later if Gil can get his shit together and stop treating Elrond like garbage! Again he’s not….he’s not irredeemable in the fic. I’m trying very hard to portray a person, not a villain. But he IS being a horrible dom and a dick rn, lol. Brimby is doing his best to knock some sense into him!

#sanisse speaks #sanisse’s fics #Elrond #gil galad #Celebrimbor #durin iv #disa

[wurm-food]

Wurm, first of all, hi!!! I'm so glad you're doing better! I've missed being on here as much and seeing your fucking brilliant content and commentary. Now, ask time! Want to tell us how much you love Uta and her family bonds? Any favorite moments? Things you wish we saw more of?

Omg hi !! 🥰🥰 (also do you like Star? Blaze? Delightful Human? gotta find the right name to call you hehe) I’m certainly making it… and I’ve missed being on here too!! I can’t wait to get home and dump all of my thoughts in a doc and read what everyone is writing 😭

Ok preface this is SUCH a rambley personal brain dump about her, I’ve projected so much onto this girl and as I’m writing all of this …. It’s turning into a novel, sorry in advanced!

My love for Uta is unending!!! It’s really not waned at all since the movie hype is kind of over, she’s really a character I’ve personally connected with on a lot of levels, she honestly feels like reader insert character Oda made for me specifically. I think it’s really special to see characters (especially female character) tap into the not so pretty sides of anger and grief and self destruction because, well, it’s messy and human and real. She makes me look back at my own reactions to my own childhood and family and hell , my own mental illness and the desperation to feel like I could fix everything despite not feeling like I deserved my own forgiveness or how I processed the traumas I lived through in ways that probably weren’t the best for me or others…. Idk i just get really really emotional about it. And seeing that maybe there’s a path for her for forgiveness and maybe forgiving herself and starting over is beautiful to see. (This is a ramble oh god 😅)

As far as her family, I’m seriously so in love with For Family it’s Worth the Fight 😭 like I believe that her and the rest of the Red Force can rebuild the family they had but TOO MUCH SHIT HAPPENED for that to just happen over night, as much as anyone might want that to happen. I know it’s been said before, but she’s still the same child left on that island when it comes to Shanks and co. Like that’s the realest freaking thing when it comes to putting yourself back into your dysfunctional family, all the same defensive mechanisms just crawl back to the surface. mwah mwah I love it it’s so good! (Plus I’m a fan of the Shanks/Beck daddy duo 😏)

As a side note, I’ve seen a lot of art revolving around Uta and the ASL brothers and THAT dynamic really gets my gears turning. They would have been absolute TERRORS together and I love it hehe 🥰

For things I want to see for her…. I really want this girl to have some friends and romantic interests, what can I say 😅 like I just feel in my bones that this girl’s ideas of friendship and romance are also a little messed up, but I also see that as an opportunity for her to learn how love can take many forms and be healthy.

Ahhhhh ok I think that’s all my brain could dump right now, that was a lot. She drives me crazy in the best of ways and I love her to pieces for everything she is 😭😭 thanks for letting me indulge in the brainrot 💕

#starblazer124 #uta #tldr I love her and she’s me and I will protect her with my life

[choconanime]

heyhey! I wanted to ask about your bsts OCs, especially Zinnia‐– what're their introductions, and relationships with other cast members?👁

I really really miss interactions n stuff in this fandom cause it's so little,and it makes me so so happy seeing your posts ♡♡♡

Aw thank you! Happy to hear that my silly lil posts make you happy it makes my day fr💕 and i totally get where your coming from,i miss interactions especially now that I'm very into bsts n there's so few of us so trust me when i say I'm as happy as you are too see your posts too 💕 it always a joy to interact with other's.

And omg I'm so glad you ask🥺(a lil to happy KSNSK) I'll try to give a simple ver and then the long one under read more just so it isn't to much( this game gives me the biggest amount of brainworks like oh my god)

For introductions:

Zinnia: My main muse💕(who i def don't have bias for). An introverted kitchen staff, and childhood friend of Qu. Used to be much more quiet and enigmatic,now she's doing her best to be openly kind and even big sisterly. Has a penchant for getting into trouble, though mostly unwillingly. Also quite a tall lady,tall as Sin may i add n that's without heel's bcuz she sure loves wearing them (i made her so tall that I forget who's actually tall tall in this game like you know i have it bad when i call Ran/Mizu a midget n then see their actual height n go NVM THEIR TALL each time). Also is clear she has her issues as some days she's not doing so hot.

Closes to(I'll leave it simply to people she hang the most,I'll talk more in under "read more"): Mizuki and Qu but Kongou and her are quickly building a close friendship. Kiri,Io and Adami are people she often hang outside of starless

Role: Kitchen staff+ if she was part of the game she would just be the player emotional support LMAO

Kiri: The second one who invaded my brain a lot(despite originating from Blackstar i have more content for her in paradox live fandom since she's multi fandom of). An extremly loud and extrovert chuuni, talks with riddle and lies mix in, you never know when she's telling the truth. Seem to have history with Kei,Heath and even Saki but is clear saki doesn't remember her.

Closes: Heath,Io,Adami and Zinnia

Role: Comes to starless to hang like any other fan,avid fan of W and as a radio hostess she's uses it to be like go to starless @@@@+ if she was part of the game she will be that one npc that once in a while will pop up n always chatter with player n just confuse you(in a lighthearted way!!) before saying smt cryptically concerning n leaving.

Io: The one oc who's here to lighten up the mood out of the 4 of them LMAO. Care-free and laid-back as fuck to the point where here being high and her being well,not high is not that different LMAO. Despite popular believe she isn't a slacker quite frankly she works and care's a little to much she just knows when to slack n give herself some time off.

Role: That one npc that only appears if zinnia or Kiri are around LOL but if for whatever reason your in the sketchy side of town she always stumble across player to help them out.

Close: No one from canon(for now),she's close with each girl tho!!!

Adami: The one oc Born from one ship dynamic idea JSKSKSKS (criminal/spy x detective/cop lives rent free). The private detective who's in search for her lost family member. Because of her desperation she became good at what she does despite the dangers that it brings alongside it. The "strict" mom friend who can't seem to relax all that much.

Role: the private detective who here taking a break,she doesn't mean to put anyone unsettled she literaly has no time to change to casual.

Closes: Takami :))) but also kiri and Zinnia (she an Io bicker a lot so she's like "no we're not friends" Io: "You say that as you allow me to stay at your house while drunk for a week")

With that you basically have the gizz of them🥺💕hehehe so thank you for asking if you want don't be afraid to reblog with your saki introduction snd relationship with other's is only fair hehe or even make a seperate post n tag me I'll reblog it😩💕( this is a free invite to any other oc haver too pls KSKSKSK)

Now for more details we'll down below, disclaimer: is a lot WHOOPS

OKAY WJSKS ZINNIA HAS A LOT SO I HAVE ILL JUST START RAMBLING BCUZ WHO KNOW WHEN ANOTHER OPPORTUNITY WILL COME😂👏 I'll keep it only zinnia bcuz the post is already so long I'm so sorry, almost a year in this fandom n i been holding this info in my brain,the flood gates are open but like most of the girl's despite the brief description Don't have a lot(except Kiri following close) SWEATS but most if not all my attention goes to Zinnia LOL. Also /grovel so sorry if some character are ooc still learning about them!(´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)i could proven wrong at any moment and thats thrilling NANS JK

On the side note:wanna make clear for those who are yumejoshi (self ship/ ships oc x Canon) idc if we share favs lmao quite frankly pls come at my door n bark about your favs i am very much desperate n very much would love to support you 💕🥺

Zinnia has the most "routes"(aka different au with different boys i like for funsies) but is obvious i have two main one's (Qu and Sin) although.... three wouldn't be far off as hes barking at my door(Ran pls sweetie don't u see i have my plate full STOP).

Anyways...

Zinnia:

She actually works in starless before the new starless! So she's well acquaintance with a few if not most boy's so that's why I wanted to keep the relationship ship part under here bcuz sKSKSK girl has so many this is how much i think of her to the point i know what's her opinion on most of the cast and who's she's closes to LMAO.

Team k: She isn't close to anyone yet she's no stranger either,she rarely very...very rarely passes to check this team unless like they request smt from her but overall there isn't much.

Kei: not much to talk about here, nothin against him just she's a lil iffy with Kei bcuz similar to kokuyo she was a lil against the change he brought and unfortunately she doesn't hang around much outside those she's closes(she's so awkward with strangers jsjsjs)so she has a hard time reading him.

Sotetsu and Yoshino: they know her n she knows them,not close by any means but no strangers either however because of Zinnia appearance (she looks like she glaring at you+ she tower Yoshino easily) Yoshino does act a lil intimidated by her( not by a lot but is clear he's just trying not to upset her bcuz she snap once at someone else n he went YEP don't want that vs Sotetsu who's like idk man you literally talk about food n she'll give you an essay there's nothing unsettling about her).

Ginsei: since he was in W i think he's the only one "closes" ish to her, is like when you get along with a classmate very well,you could be friends if you guys decide to hang out more but you don't?well that's them especially since both are sensitive of their looks they can relate to that pain( Ginsei hates being call ikemen and Zinnia hates being call hot/sensual/mature)

Gui... bro idk she's neutral about him(funny she has a route with him), but thanks to seeing him hang with Ginsei she slowly gets a better read of him n finds him cute at times especially when he's asking about the menu n she's like "....he's like a clueless puppy...cute..."<- big sister instincts kicks in

Team W: the opposite of team k I HAVE TO MUCH TO TALK ABOUT SKSKSKS🤡🤡🤌 The designated aniki adjacent bcuz fuck it we ball with this decision,i decided W is her found family HONK

Kokuyo: The "i took one little shit why do i have now two now???". Thanks to Mizuki she got close to kokuyo back at old starless, they didn't interact unless kokuyo had to help in the kitchen and even then she would just give him the cold treatment or be kinda snappy at him (at least her tone) N he wouldn't bother her much anyway so he didn't care she did her job...that isn't till he saw Zinnia give food to Mizuki for free or when Mizuki stole money not just for him but for her too it's when he went from okay miss talk💀what the fuck going on here. Results Zinnia isn't so far from Mizuki situation (basically living in the streets) and just kinda became her big bro over time. She's very thankful of him so outside of starless it isn't odd to see her with kokuyo bcuz she invited him out for drinks.

Akira: "WDYM YOU HAVEN'T EVER ENTER A KARAOKE ZINNIA" "WELL NOT IN A WHILE" "ALRIGHT WERE GOING" "NO" another one that turned to be her big bro over time. I think Akira was the one who also made everyone realize the girl has her issues because when he accidentally flirt on her( he didn't knew her age n zinnia always appeared twice than her actual age doesn't help she didn't even like... mention anything or want anyone mentioning she's a child for reasons),she um...reacted really badly LMAO and after that he went to apologize ofc even invite her out to the arcane as an apology...it isn't till she said what's that??? That he went 🧍‍♀️"wdym...what's that..." Zinnia: "well,um...i know what it is but never exactly enter one" Akira:"EVER?" Zinnia:"EVER SJSJ" Akira: "ALRIGHT WE'RE CHANGING THAT LETS GO" n he just act as the fun big bro. While he don't flirt with her he's definitely a tease (aka. Treat her like a bby sis which makes Zinnia slightly irritated but she doesn't dislike it)

Sin: THE MAN THE MYTH THE LEGEND I HATE HIM She unfortunately has a route of him and very unfortunately this could easily become a 50 page essay about trust and time can lead to a very dedicated relationship and how much of a simp i am but we're not here for that,mister funny crown men spoke his first words at her and the woman was immediately confused but ironically that brought comfort? She's comfortable with people who are quirky or deliquents bcuz that's the environment she crew up with so she just kinda immediately went from "oh God he's a weirdo.....guess i can lower my guard a lil"->cue to zinny feeling comfy in asking sin questions,both didn't really talk that much (unsurprisingly) and still don't but you can see Zinnia has a lil crush on him now from how immediately she smiles when she sees him or how hard she tries to understand him n his interest, in return Sin how can I word it...like he's not in her business but he's definitely like "Your your own woman,i know this but if you ever need help I'll be here" type n i do HC he does enjoys when zinnia, route or not, comes to him for assistance,maybe it's nice for him to feel like he can be trusted so wholeheartedly even tho he has his worries if she should be trusting him and why?Zinnia has trust issues so... out of all people why she choose to trust me....

Takami:Not much since he's new but seeing how the other 3 member's we're close to her,he treated her kindly out of courtesy (like hey i see she's close to boss should make sure i get along too).

Taiga= Not much either since again he's new, she only has given him a smile n wave but compared to Takami she is... intensely interesting in what he's doing (Akira: Well that's new showing interest in stranger's?hehe?~ zinnia: ah! Well-not like that! We just haven't had a tech savvy person so I'm very curious of what's he's doing that's all...)

Team P: Back to i don't have a lot LMAO mainly bcuz i haven't read much of them 🥺💦 May skip them this time bcuz this post already so long but her overall impression of them ranges from "Quite a fine gentleman hello been a while since we talk Rindou-san", "He's the one who took in Qu i should be polite,hello Maica-san....."<-clearly anxious,Menou is similar to GINSEI where like they do get along but aren't close granted she's a lil iffy about him at times bcuz can see Menou being a lil to direct in asking sensitive questions which has made zinnia unsettled at time's,Yakou.... Actually wouldn't be surprised if she didn't even talk to him LMAO bcuz she only knows the new members bcuz she visits those she's pretty close if not she would be oblivious to some,tho when they do talk can see they just neutral with each other like yeah he's/she nice.

Sinju (she has a route with him,the token of p rights)is the one she n him would get along,even be friends but unfortunately she snap at him once on a really shitty day(she screamed at him to back off) n after that he's been very nervously "h-hi zinnia" n zinnia inside: GUILT IS KILLING ME but in the outside she tries to play it cool even tried to go out of her comfort to be a lil more open by asking him out to hang out(it was awkward).

Nekome:"Nekome-san....." "Zinny^^🌸""...You haven't change much ,welcome back" "Oh?~ your actually capable of speaking now? My i feel like i miss your big baby steps" "....nvm goodbye" (IDK MAN like she isn't distrusting of him bcuz he's already Mr sussy so i mean yeah i guess he's fine? She never knew how to feel about him so she always been neutral/keep on shielding herself from him).

Team B: FOUND FAMILY PART 2 +#!(#( no i don't have biases wdym JSJSJS is a team that started with her being iffy but they snatch her legs n went "anyways she's the big sister....for the most part"

Mizuki: Zinnia "lil brother",he's a lil shit on purpose to her( kicking her/calling her old woman/ stealing her lunch) and she's an overbearing big sister on purpose on him (aka treats him like a baby but like in the "I'm going use my talking "to a baby" voice on you"/ there's also the joke she purposely puts him between her tits n he hates it bcuz he's suffocating HSJS). But aside from trying to annoy each other it's clear how Zinnia personality comes out immediately, she's free to be loud,casual and even childish self at times with him like is really freeing! Another member she owns to a lot, actually considers him a family n to a point she calls him consistently brother, even when she mad at him and him at her they never really stay far away from each other. Truthfully when not being siblings tm she acts very big sisterly towards him+ the cheat code to get zinnia to trust u easily.

Lico(she has a route with him): They did not get along, did not help he immediately recognized her bcuz of his previous work which like...with the new people she's usually does her best to at least be polite with them but him?fuck every improvement she been making she's going back to being misses snappy pants @ him(def not bcuz I'm scared),so to they were at odds mhm,did not took kindly he was Flirty+shit talks a lil to much to her liking+he knows her like it was a combo that she just nope nope nope-> sees Mizuki being happy with them-> eats her goddamn feelings n starts tolerating him i guess...(author note: they became fashion buddies LMAO)

Heath(sorta have a route): "hello." "Hello... um You guy's did great" "oh...thanks" didn't spoke again after that initial introduction when B first came out but slowly as Zinnia keep hanging out with B( daily annoyance for Mizuki+ also have some fresh water guys water+ "also Kongou about work-") they just bonded as the quiet friends->suddenly Mizuki isn't the only one with big sister treatment @ you too fucker-> "I know your younger but nee-san-" "NEESAN????(cue to her ascending the skies above he trust me holy fuck guy's).

Ran(HAS A ROUTE N IS KILLING ME): off the bat they kick it off well, he's friendly and wild+ gets along with mizuki+ acts cute= literally the opposite of Lico ,this is a man gain her to warm up a little to quickly....or so it seemed lolol she doesn't trust him girl has her issues but we're skipping that just know it wasn't long before she doted on him as much as she doted Mizuki (only she was more genuine n less annoying) which kick it off to a good start,TBf she's really prefers people she can "feel familiar with" n him having a similar braincell to Mizuki just speed up making her warm up to him.

Kongou: "The one guy i show cute pics of my dog" NSNSKSKS Like all out of starless he's the only one who sees and interact with Zinnia the most like ofc before b even form she was already warm up to him and his kind and pacifist personality really makes her feel comfortable to be like "i think is okay...to take the leap and trust him already...i think"-> cut to her n him just chatting all the time on the kitchen like even Qu,her childhood friend is like impressive you made her talk this much n there's Kongou like man idk if that's impressive i just mention how we can make this cute cake n she's suddenly rambling about all the ingredients. They support each other and slowly(more like quickly) Kongou becomes someone Zinny would call family.

Team c: THE LOVE OF MY LIFES IM IN SHAME OF HOW LITTLE CONTENT I HAVE OF THEM BCUZ NWKSKSSK THEIR ACTUALLY MY MAINS,I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH I THINK IS THE PRESSSURE OF LIKE "THEIR MY FAVS I DON'T WANNA DO THEM DIRTY" BUT I LOVE THEM ALL

Like C is the main reason i made zinnia(b being the second) a lot of their themes like freedom n independence/self identity is smt i base zinnia would lack bcuz slowly learns that from them 💕also everyone has a route in this team bcuz bias privilege i guess JKASKSK

Mokuren: "Yeah i guess it's fine" she said to them once before in old starless when she was cranky pants n that made Moku go "what do you mean my dance moves are just fine-" cue to her n them just stuck in the practice room till zinnia give them her honest opinion-> Zinnia actually getting mesmerized by their dance move-> Obv boosted their ego more but the time they spend together they did took notice how much yearning zinnia looked at them with,like she wants to be free and dance too but she keeps saying no any time they ask to join so it slowly became a goal to try to make her dance and to keep sure that yearning always stays they invite her a lot to C practice room.

Qu: Childhood friend's with ups and down, It's clear something is up with them considering they seem to hold back from telling each other feelings. Despite that Qu is very caring toward Zinnia and Zinnia is always worried about him which he can't help but chuckle. Qu and Zinnia are often hanging out starless or coming togher when schedule coincide. Qu the one who help her restart her closet with clothes she wants to wear and be proud of wearing, her hype friend absolutely does not let her wallow in her apartment for to long line "girl were going outside oh,also hi doggy- actually being your dog." Main one helping her out in being more polite since she used to speak very informally and loud and that kinda keep people away from her thinking she's a deliquent (did not help her old fashion clothes looked like she was one).Not like he found that a fault though...but she wishes to change n move forward and he's here to help.

Kasumi: He is a token,a crumb of aniki adjacent( n i know he's canonly a big bro) because he does act like it at times when Zinnia clearly been seen in distress but aside from that another one that can make zinnia easily talk bcuz he does over her (not) biggest secret: she's a foodie. Like he can literally talk about sweets of any kind and she's bouncing out off him happily,it's refreshing to see how comfortable she is talking to someone else that isn't her closes friend's,it's like that one acquaintance your more than happy to hang but there isn't many opportunities.

Hari: Did not like him nope,Maica was lucky bcuz he had Qu to introduce him n she went "ah so i can safely warm up to him got it", Hari is absolutely 100% a new member with no one to back him up nor was he Taiga where like at least she can be like "is dat vidi games?", she did not trust him especially after realizing he's a rich boy,sure she greet him with a smile he's no Lico but it's clear she didn't want to be alone,would get easily distressed if she was and would leave so it quickly turned awkward when mokuren invited her, didn't help the other 3 member where close to her so Hari always attempting to win her over her trust.

Zakuro: "Oh another weirdo....Mhm don't like you use a nickname already on me tho...", Another one she just smile at but after introduction she sorta kinda kept her distance and they kinda keep it like that(especially since Zakuro was making rounds of being up to no good from the get go,like he knows what he wants the tea n the drama n he isn't afraid to get it LMAO to get in your noise n zinnia went: ah reminds me a lil of menou...NOPE) till recently they been warming up,it's been a real slow burn with these two but she doesn't get quiet around him like she did before so that's an improvement.

Others:

Unei: @ go eat

Haseyama: do not,under any circumstances leave her alone with him unless you want to see her get an ptds episode 🤡🤡🤌

Iwama: Oh she's straight up hugs him when he first came back to starless so safe bet to say she close to him.

Saki: "Do you need water? A hug? Wanna hang out? Your okay? Did you eat? I have a bow if you need to tie your hair-...oh your good you say okay ....sorry, haven't have many chances to meet another girl here even less be friends with them so i worry."<- avoiding saying that kitchen stuff obviously have said all the shenanigans that gone down with Saki n she is very much worried but she's awkward at times so how to address it....

#hope i drew your oc correctly their do lovely lmk if they need any changes uhuhu #bsts #oc #blackstar theater starless #blackstar theather straless oc #zinnia #i talk so much #this is why is under read more KSKSKS do i proof read? absolutely not so im hopping everything is cohering snd makes sence im so sorry #zinnia takes in 90% of my brain and is so obvious I FEEL GUULTY BUT LIBERATING I HAD AN EXCUSE TO TALK #talking about 90% i typed so much i uh should go eat BSNSKSKSK #anyways again thank you so much mskes me hapoy being able to talk please feel free to just @ me about yours too💕💕💕💕 #im always more than happy to listen #uhuhu #io #kiri #adami

[pattysplaceofplaces]

I wanna know more about Amelia/Heart Ache! Can I ask for childhood headcannons or just any random bits of info lol 💕

Amelia/Heart Ache Childhood Headcanons 

[Author’s Note: I’m glad y’all’s are interested in her! Enjoy!!

Content Warning: Mentions of Child Neglect and Infidelity]

Amelia is the youngest sibling with four older brothers. 

Around the time of her birth her parent’s relationships was starting to get strained. Both of them used work as a way to avoid each other, unknowingly pushing away their children as well.

With no attention and nurture from her parents she didn’t learn how to talk until she was 6. 

Living in poverty meant that her brothers had to discard an education to work and keep the family afloat. 

Amelia didn’t go to school much either, no one had any time or interest in taking her. 

Children develop properly with attention, humans are social animals.

She didn’t much social interactions besides the old movie DVD’s she watched repeatedly.

She was very distant from most of her family besides her aunt, an odd, spiritual, and private woman who had a soft spot for her. 

There’s much to say other than Amelia looks suspiciously more like her aunt more than her mother. 

She has a lot of her aunts habits: Tapping her long nails on things, gritting her teeth when she’s pensive, muttering curses in Italian, even the way she holds a pencil. 

Yet her childhood wasn’t all doom and gloom. 

Amelia did go to middle school and she was a little terror. 

She tried to be a good girl, a nice student but when there’s a war there’s a way. 

She didn’t have many friends except a girl named Delilah. Delilah came from a rich family and didn’t talk much like her either. This time, it wasn’t something Amelia did that ruined a friendship as Delilah moved away, leaving her alone. 

Maybe there’s hope she’ll see her first and bestest friend again but for now she has to push that away. Any sort of weakness is bad.

#Carmen Sandiego #Carmen Sandiego 2019 #Carmen Sandiego oc #Amelia/Heart Ache #Heart Ache cs

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Level up and Dominate in 7 Knight Idle Adventure

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