#oh dear we really can change so much in a year i forget that sometimes

[gamarancianne]

Hii I just read your rules and i think every thing is altight 🎀.I have benn carving some angst and had this idea for Helion x reader from acotar, where they have been with each other for a long time (before he became a High Lord), he says that he wants an open relationship, at first the reader agrees, after the years go by and Lady Autum heppens, she starts to be colder to Helion and becoms insecure about their relationship. Fast forward Helion throws a ball where someone start to flirt with him even though the reader is literally on his arm, he goes for some drinks or whatever which gives the reader the chance to escape, she does. After an hour or so Helion notices she is gone, and starts to look for her, he cant find her untill he asks a gaurd, who tells him she went to their bedroom, he finds her at first he is playfull but then relizes something is wrong. I would love if Helion said something like " you can't just leave me, I love you and we are together you cant do that, pleas" while crying hard. You can finish it however you like, presonaly a lot of angst and groveling at Helions side. If you dont fell like writing it there is no hard feelings❤️❤️❤️

Helion x reader - Always yours, never mine part 1

Hiiii, thank you for being this nice and don't worry i wrote it because I really loved the idea and there isn't enough Helion stuff here so let's change that ! 💗

Summary: in your open relationship, Helion always sneaked around with everyone, while you stayed there, waiting for him. But that was before, because solstice is the day where you are going to change that.

Warnings: angst, arrogant Helion (tbh he can 😩), heartbreak for 400 years, curse words, not proofread, my English.

Note: I didn't expect it to be this long so I'm definitely doing a part 2 ! I hope there was enough angst for you my dear and again thank you for your request and nice word !

"Everyone is looking for the sun"

"The moon only shines thank to the sun"

You had been his for 400 years. Being 550 year-old it was almost your whole life. But him, he had never been yours. In the beginning of your relationship, Helion and you had agreed that you both still could have dates or sleep with others. Well Helion had decided, and you desperately in love, had agreed. It was then an open relationship, Helion went out with other males and females, sometimes both, and you, well, you had been on dates to play by the same rules but hadn't really appreciated it. You didn't want them , you wanted and still want Helion, only him. Of course you had your moments, heated or not, together but it wasn't a proper relationship like you could dream of. It could have been okay if you weren't aware of every time he brought a lover to his Palace and didn't heard them both from dusk till dawn, but you were and you did. Oh yes you did. Like the one time of the high lord meeting when he had flirted with Mor, and had sleeped with her, asking you to go to another room. Sometimes some females even came to him while you were dancing or cuddling together and had the guts to seduce him in front of you. The pain you felt really started when he started sneaking around with the lady of autumn when he wasn't high lord yet. He then started to forget you, the one who had been truly there for him in every moment of his life, and you became insecure. It was mentally and emotionally exhausting. But you couldn't leave him (if you still were in a relationship), you loved him too much it hurt you and it would kill you to do so.

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Today was the first day of the summer solstice festivities. It was a day full of colors, sun, dances, music, food; your favourite day of the year. But not today, you didn't feel well. Yesterday Helion had brought 2 females in his bed, and your room being next to his, you had heard them. You hadn't sleep, overthinking the fact that you and Helion hadn't slept or been on a date together since weeks, even months. Maybe you didn't have to go today, you could stay in your room, looking from your window to the happy people partying and laughing. That's what you would do today, drown yourself in your eating thoughts and cry yourself to sleep. What a program. In front of your mirror, you changed your sun dress for a nightgown and went back to you giant bed. As if hearing your thoughts, someone knocked at the door. Groaning you opened it and what surprise for you to see the said Helion, a flirty smirk on his lips, leaning against the door frame. Gods was he beautiful. You almost hated him fro that, it made every discussion with him very difficult for you. His smile dropped as soon as he saw you in an other outfit than your party dress.

"What's going on love? At this hour you are normally already dressed up, dancing with everyone ?" He asked.

"Well I suppose it is not a normal day then" you answered turning your back to him when he tried to reach for you. You instantly regretted you gesture.

"Are you sure everything's okay love ?"

You turned back and gave him a small smile to reassure him, you always adored when he called you love, you could never resist him. "Yes don't worry, I am just feeling unwell, I think I'll stay here today and rest a little."

He froze, never had you ever missed a solstice day.

"No, no, no. Go dress up dear, I'm sure a dance with me will give you your energy and joy back." His teeth showed up again when he flashed you a smile.

"What? No-"

"And I won't take no as an answer" he shouted when he closed the door to leave you alone in the silence of your room once again. Dressing up again, you cursed him for being this convincing and yourself for being this weak. And why would he show up exactly the moment you gathered a little courage to face him about your feelings ! But maybe this time he would change, and everything would be different. You had so much hope about him. Leaving your room, you frowned and searched him in the crowd. You relaxed when you smelt his now well-known scent invading your nose and felt his arms circling your waist. 

"What's going on in that pretty head of yours"

"Nothing really" I answered getting out of his grasp leaving him frowning a little.

He regained his composure quickly "Then let's dance dear."

You both walked to the dancefloor and pushed someone or two on the way. As the music began, Helion led the dance, and you followed, twirling at the beautiful notes. To anyone who looked at you, it seemed that you were two beautiful gods or angels, coming from the sky and flying in the sun. Two gods meant for eachother. But Helion didn't think that, nor did you, spiralling in your insecure thoughts and doubts about yourself. But you still danced for hours, leaving the crowd only to drink or eat.

Exceptionally, you both went out in the gardens, arm in arms and hand in hand to talk intimately a little. But unfortunately, your finally rediscovered happiness was short timed when a young fae lady approached you two. Well she approached him of course. She was everything you weren't, gorgeous, a bright smile, tall, thin. Indeed, how could Helion could really love you after people like her ? Then again he abandoned you again to yourself. And almost broke down in front of everybody when you saw them dance together, and cursed yourself once again the same day for being so stupid to think that one ridiculously charming cheeky smile from him would change anything. You ran away to your bedroom, tears streaming down your face as the pain was stinging your entire body. When you loved, you loved hard, with your soul, your body, you whole. But when you felt hurt then everything in you was heart, and there wasn't a single part you that was okay.

You cried and cried on your bed without even taking the time to step out the beautiful gown you wore today. A gown he had gifted you. Damn him ! Everything you did, everything you thought about reminded you of him! He was like oxygen and water for you, a living need, everything in you was attracted by him every single second of your whole life. It was at the same time making you breathe fresh air, and killing you.

Helion, him, noticed you missing only a few dances later with that young lady when he had the project to bring her back into his bed for a sleepless night. He had the intention to inform you not to wait for him but he couldn't find you. In the heat of his moment with his futur lover, he got upset at the fact that you somehow ruined it, and grew more and more frustrated. He excused himself to the lady and went quickly and furiously to your room after asking a guard about it. There wasn't an ounce of worry in his mind.

But when he found your door open, and heard your not so silent sobs, he calmed down a little and came to your bed. Feeling his weight on the other side of the bed, you stood up quickly and wiped, in vain the tears on your cheeks.

"You crying just ruined my tonight date you know ?" Helion chuckled thinking it would make you feel better.

But in the contrary, you snapped at him and lashed out all your feelings and emotions piled up and invalidated since 400 years. Enough was enough.

"How dare you say that to the only woman who have been supporting you for every damn moment of your life? How dare you hurt my feelings and my confidence again and again and again ? During those 400, I've given you all that I had even more, I've given you all from myself : my soul, my heart, my mind and my body. But what have you given me back ? Nothing, except a broken heart and insecurity that's eating me up every fucking day of my life ! A life now resumed to hope that someday you will understand what I'm going through, you will change for the better ! But no ! It's always the same thing ! I hope and hope for you but you still disappoint me at the end of the day going back to your bitches while I stay here, abandoned again by the love of my life, the only one in my mind, you. I'm tired and exhausted to feel empty every time I see you with another while you forget about me. Some even seduce you while I'm here with you !"

Helion froze at your words, never as he ever considered or thought that you could be unwell in this relationship. "But what didn't you say anything? Plus you had also the right to go with other males or females, let me recall we both agreed to those terms in the beginning of our relation-"

"No we didn't! You said it, and I was hopelessly in love with you so it was the better I could get from you ! And I tried and tried and tried to go on other dates but they were never you ! As telling you this, I can't because everytime I see you apart from heated moment, when I try to speak to you about it, another one of your numerous lover interrupt us and you don't care about it one bit! It's like I'm only there to sleep with you and nothing more where as you go on dates and give your lovers prince princess treatment ! So tell me ! What did I do to deserve that ? What did I do ? Because I am completely and utterly yours, but Helion you have to face it, you were never mine." Rage and frustration tears were flooding your face from your angry eyes, and you were out of breath.

"Are you breaking up with me ?" He asked softly.

"Oh gods I can't believe it ! It's the only thing you have to say right now ? After all I've told you ? Then yes, yes I'm breaking up with you ! I'm done with this, with you !"

"But you can't do this love ! Please you can't leave me we are together! I love you please! Don't do that !" He pleaded and kneeled in front of you, gripping your thighs.

"As much as I love you, and as it's hurting to do so, I can't do this anymore, I don't know who I am anymore. Every time I woke up, my goal was to make you change or to spend a little time with you ! I've been erasing myself to the thought of you and I need to get out of here in order to find myself again. I'm sorry."

"But where will you go ? You live here ? It's your home! I am your home !" He cried.

"Not anymore I'm sorry. And Mor will welcome me for a time, I already sent a note to Rhys, he'll come when my stuff will be packed." As my voice broke down on the final words that seemed too real for me, I wanted it to be a nightmare, and to wake up tangled in the sheets and his arms, I got out of his firm grasp difficultly and gathered my things.

Rhys appeared instantly, and I took one last look at Helion's bent form and wet eyes before we disappeared as quickly as he came, in smoke of black shadow.

#helion x reader #helion acotar #acotar x reader #acotar #acotar x you #helion x you #rhysand #day court #writers on tumblr #angst

[wanderlust-in-my-soul]

Hi Josi 😊 For the Top 5 BL: Best Hug and / or Most Beloved Sidecouples ✨

Uuhhhh, two in one! Maxine, thank you for this ask ❤

I love a good hug. Seeing those feels like I get a hug (and sometimes it makes me feel really single). There are the hugs that you can feel through your screen, some of them you just want to look away, because this moment belongs only to the couple on screen, they are just so intimate and there are so ones where one wants to crawl into the other one and I am here for this kind of hug. This desperate need for each others closeness.

The start makes the oldest one on this list:

My School President

Their hugs just felt so good! I loved giffing those moments. They needed the other one physical close, they felt peace in those hugs and it was their way to show how much they cared for each other. I loved every single one of those hugs!

I just realised the next ones are all just some really desperate hugs... and I love them! I have a thing for them...

Kiseki: Dear To Me

This hug felt so good. Finally they were reunited again. Finally they could hold each other again. And damn this was such a beautiful hug! They hugged with their whole body and soul. Imagine holding the love of your life finally in your arms again after years of spending apart. I love it!

Tokyo In April Is...

There is no space for anything else between them. Kazuma made sure of that. He neeeded Ren to feel this hug, and for himself to feel this closeness again. Both are in love with each other, even though they couldn't tell each other yet, but for us viewers it was cristal clear. This hug alone made it clear for us. I love this hug so much!

Pit Babe

Yes Babe, cry because you're so happy to have Charlie back in your arms! Beautiful. I needed this, he needed this and Charlie needed this too! We all needed this! And I love Pavel's facial expressions in this moment.

I Feel You Linger I The Air

The most desperate hug after the most saddest fuck this year! Such a beautiful scene! They knew they didn't have much time left and just made love. They wanted and needed to feel every inch of each other, and it felt so intimate, I had the urge to look away and let them have this time alone in closeness and happiness and desperation.

And now after these beautiful scenes we go on to my favorite side couples 2023. I love a good side couple I can concentrate on and forget about the main couple 😅

The first couple is one of the most precious ones of this year. We knew them and we knew they had incredibly chemistry and could act really nice, but nevertheless they blew us away:

Heart and LiMing from Moonlight Chicken

Their story was so wholesome and important. Their journey was so good. LiMing's struggles with his mum and his uncle, the money and the fact that he wanted to see the world were so ordinary and felt so real it was so good. And Heart's problems with his parents and the urge to be more independent and to be seen felt so sad and Gemini was so good. Oh I love these two and their stories!

Next we have a show I didn't like that much, but I was in love with the side couple. They were the only reason why I kept up with this show.

Zeke and Fifth from My Story

They had an extreme intense chemistry. I loved them on screen and their journey to finally become a couple. I was hyped for their own show and was so let down. I couldn't watch it. It was too much cringe for me, but this is just personal preference. In My Story I adored them and this scene especially.

Next is the couple, that has the most entries in all of my Top 5s this year:

AiDi and ChenYi from Kiseki: Dear To Me

I love them. They stole the show and my heart. Their dynamic is so adorable after they finally become a thing. In the beginning I was a little put off. I didn't understand their relationship, but within a few episodes this changed I was rooting for them so much! I was so happy when ChenYi finally understood his feelings for AiDi and AiDi finally got what he wanted desperatley for years!

I don't know if the next one counts... The show has three couples and I guess one was the main couple. Well, I cared more about the other ones.

Love Class 2

Maru and Minwoo had the softest kiss this year in my opinion and Sungmin and Joohyuk had this lap-situation and everything else that came after. I really enjoyed their stories and their characters. The main couple was just not that interesting for me. But because of the side couples (or the other main couples) I enjoyed this series so much!

I close this list with a couple, that is a little bit problematic for me. I don't like the series that much, mostly because of the main couple and the bad writing for them. But the writing for this side couple was so much worse!

Jaab and Jane from Step By Step

I was so pissed with their ending! What was that? There was no real conclusion and I still don't know if they are happy together now. They had this huge cheating plot (and I like those tropes, but only with a good solution in the end) and before they could work on that Jane was never seen again. This was so sturpid, I was so angry. I wanted them to have their own stupid happily ever after, but no, we have some creepy stalker like behavior and some mystery... no thank you, but besides that I liked them so much and I wanted so much more of them!

Ask me Top 5 BL Anything from 2023

#asked #bl game #ask game #anything bl 2023 #bl drama #bl series #thank you so much for this ask 💙 #josi answers #my school president #kiseki: dear to me #tokyo in april is... #pit babe the series #i feel you linger in the air #moonlight chicken #my story #love class 2 #step by step

[haruniki]

Their icks in a relationship

HSR Edtion- Stelle, Himeko, March 7th, Asta, Herta (pt 1/?) a/n: i thought about this today at work and was like wait a minute, this would be a great idea to write about and here it is. will be doing a csm version and potentially an overwatch one

Stelle: Loud Chewing

Stelle seems like the person who would chew loud as fuck

and the bad thing about it is that she knows she's doing it or you at least hope she knows that she's doing it

You curse whoever showed her gum

and if she catches that it's bothering you she's going to make it worse for you by purposely chewing louder

No matter how many times you try to come up with a solution to prevent her from chewing loudly, she manages to chew so loudly.

You're very surprised that no one else says anything about it ".... Stelle.." "What's up?" "If you chew any louder, I will personally deliver you to the stellaron hunters myself." ":("

Himeko: Overbearing

Now normally, being a little cautious or even caring is a nice thing in a partner.

However, Himeko is just a little too caring.

From getting a small cut on your hand to having a slight headache, mommy(not in the good sense) Himeko is there to take care of you and even sometimes demanding that you take the day off and to let her take care of you.

Himeko just really loves you and she hasn't had a relationship like yours in a long time.

She wants to do everything she can to take care of you and to make sure your happy, though she refuses the same treatment.

Let's also not forget that she also brings up things that you say your going to do like doing your laundry and then forgetting to do it or changing the oil in your car.

She's constantly reminding you or asking you if you have done it yet or when are you going to do it "(y/n), dear, I noticed that your car still has the check oil light. I thought i would remind you about it so you wouldn't forget." "Hime, I know, you reminded me about 2 hours ago. I'll get it done, i promise." "Are you sure? I can check it for you, last time you accidently hurt yourself. I wouldn't want that to happen again.." "I...I'm sure Himeko.."

March 7th: Selfie Time

Now you love taking pictures with March just as much as most people do

However, March tends to take more selfie during the special moments more than actually living in the moment.

And now before anyone says anything about how "a picture is to always remember the moment so even when you forget about it you have a photo to continue on the moment"

March takes photos the entire time or a vast majority of the time.

During a New Years Party, she made you pose for the same photo for the entire countdown and missed the opportunity to kiss her "This angle maybe? hmmm... no no.. this one looks better, but the lighting is off.." "Umm.. March, the countdown. It's almost time t-" "Hey, stay in the pose, silly! I want this to look perfect!"

Safe to say that you got to kiss her at 12:10 AM rather than midnight on the dot

At least the picture comes out nice?

Asta: Interrupting

I feel really bad typing this one but I feel like it would fit

Asta tends to interrupt you and others in conversation

She doesn't really mean it, it's just that sometimes the information is only really important for that segment and she doesn't want to move on to a different area until she's able to add to the previous one

Asta does apologize about it and even tries to not do it as much

She is always actively working on being better "Asta, did you send me that recipe? I wanted to make it tonight." "Oh yes, I sent it. Is that why you wanted to have a date at home?" "Yeah, you said you wanted to try it and I thought tonight would be a goo-" "We should probably go out to buy some of the ingredients. I think we don't have any eggs left nor do we have the right baking dish for it."

Herta: Ms. Know it all

I like to think this one was a little bit obvious what it would be

while she is smart and is consider a genius by well.. everyone

Herta doesn't know everything when it comes to things like anime or video games

Hence she is a know it all and a so intelligent being as she proclaims

When talking to her about a puzzle in a game, she claims to know how to beat and when asked for help, she declines.

Instead she makes you suffer through trying to solve it and when you do eventually solve, she congratulates you on passing her test. "You can solve it, it's a very simple puzzle. Even a child could do it, which is what these games are made for." "Well all high mighty, if it's soooo simple why don't you do it?" "Tch, your the partner to one of the smartest beings in the galaxy and you can't solve a simple puzzle? For shame, (y/n), for shame..." "Just say you cant solve."

#idc if this is ooc #i need more icks to use or reference #i dont think i have any except for the chewing one #x fem!reader #x female reader #x gn reader #hsr himeko #hsr march 7th #hsr x reader #hsr headcanons #hsr #honkai star rail #star rail #honkai star rail imagines #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail march 7th #honkai star rail himeko x reader #honkai star rail himeko #honkai star rail stelle #honkai star rail herta #honkai star rail asta #honkai star rail asta x reader #mem and nonsapphics dnfi

[lokisprettygirl]

H-Hi um I was wondering if you could write a FanFiction where Loki has been really busy lately and forgets an important date, like an award she is receiving or she is an artist opening her first gallery, to the reader but she acts like she’s fine and doesn’t say anything because she is heartbroken. Loki goes on and on about his busy life and talks to reader when he can only to stumble upon the calendar since he is actually home for the weekend and realizes that he missed something so important to her. When confronted she just cries and runs away from him instead of talking through it because she doesn’t want to be a burden? S-Sorry for the lengthy request… I actually went through something like this a-and would love a fluffy-smutty ending to it instead of what’s actually happening

I'm so sorry dear that you are going through this but I hope everything will get better soon. Sending all the love 💚❤️

Warning : 18+ Some smut, wife reader

You looked around the bustling gallery filled with different people and your eyes teared up. All these people around you were here for you, to see your work and to support you but you still felt lonely. Your first opening and he knew how important it was for you, you have been talking about it for months. But he still wasn't here. You missed your man, your husband, the love of your life. You just wanted him to be here with you.

"Hey y/n what are you doing? Mr. Williams wants to see you, he wants to buy a few pieces for his new mansion" your coordinator dragged you away from the corner and you faked a smile.

When you reached home that night, you showered and changed, you couldn't even cry, it was as if you didn't want to believe that he didn't make it to your first opening. You called him as you also felt worried, he had been on a mission but he must have gotten back to the tower in the morning, his phone was turned off so you called Thor

"Hello sister y/n, how are you?" he asked you and you smiled, you could hear the music blaring in the background, another Stark party you assumed.

"I am fine, I uhh is Loki there?" You asked him and he told you that he was with Tony meeting with a publicist or something.

You hung up when you realized that he was safe and he just didn't remember an important day of your life.

About an hour later he returned home, you smelled the expensive perfume he had on from the living room. You walked out and he smiled so you returned it, you knew there was no point in discussing this with him. He walked towards you to kiss you and then he pulled you in a warm embrace

"I have had the longest week darling, couldn't wait to get back to you, three days without you felt like hel" your eyes teared up as he said that. He loved you, you never had to question his feelings for you but sometimes he forgot that you needed his support as much as he needed yours.

"Would you like coffee?" You asked him and he sighed

"Yes please, thank you. Stark wants me to make that social media thing, I think it's called Twitter? He thinks people of midgard would reveal in my sarcastic opinion about..well everything" he mumbled as he took his shoes off then he loosened his tie. You only hummed in response,

"Oh by the way I loved that city Paris we went to for the mission, and I think we should go there for our third anniversary" you smiled and nodded. At Least he remembered that

"Why don't you go shower? That will make you feel better" you asked him and he smiled

"Want to join me wifey?" He asked you and you shook your head

"I just showered an hour ago" he furrowed his brow. Two years of dating and three years of marriage has made him learn enough about you to know when you are lying to him.

"Darling are you alright? Something wrong?" He asked you and you shook your head so he sighed and went to the bedroom. He was a busy man, an Avenger and if you didn't feel important to him then be it. You didn't want to hurt yourself further by talking to him about it.

He put his phone down to charge, his phone died in the morning and he didn't have time to even breathe today, Tony didn't allow him a moment of peace. When he came out of the shower, he checked his phone, you called him several times in the evening, and there was a message too "When will you get here? I am so nervous babyy 🥺"

His eyes widened when he saw the message and the event notification popped up. The gallery opening, he missed it. That's why you looked so upset. Why didn't you say anything to him?

He quickly put a shirt and trouser on and went back to the kitchen where he caught you wiping your tears.

"Darling I am so sorry" his eyes teared up as well, while he went on and on about the party and his busy life, you were hurting and he didn't even see that. You wiped your tears and poured his coffee in a cup then you walked past him, picked up your car keys and stormed towards the door

"Where are you going? talk to me" he followed you and grabbed your arm so you turned around to look at him

"Just leave me alone like you did today okay? I don't want to fight with you and I am so tired of being your second priority, sometimes I feel you don't even consider me or think about me when I'm not there with you"

Tears fell down on his cheeks, your words pierced through him and your broken voice hurt him to the core.

"You know that's not true love, I love you, you are my wife.." you slipped past his grip and stormed out of the apartment. You didn't know where you were going but you knew you didn't want to be here and fight with him.

Loki felt horrible, how did he forget the day? You have been talking about this for months, that's why he even put it on his schedule so he'd be reminded, why didn't he charge his phone? So many questions were running through his head but the answer was the same, there was no one else to blame for this but him. You have been there for him whenever he needed you so how could he miss one of the most important days in your life?

He called you but you didn't respond, and then you turned your phone off. Served him right, he deserved that, but he was worried about your safety. Around 1 am when you finally returned you found him pacing in the living room, you closed the door and stood in front of it. This was awkward, you and him had never gotten into a fight like this. Even when you had disagreements you both sorted it out as quickly as you both could.

He walked over to you and you looked down because your eyes welled up and you didn't want him to see that

"Princess I am sorry I am sorry darling I am sorry" he went down on his knees and wrapped his arm around your waist, placing his head on your torso he kept apologizing so you would at least listen to him, he didn't want you to leave again.

"Lokiiii baby please get up " you mumbled softly but he shook his head. He had hurt you badly this time and the guilt was unbearable, you'll never get your first show again, it happened and he missed it, he wasn't there. He couldn't stop his mind from picturing his sweet precious wife so nerve strickened, so scared and staring at the door every few seconds to see her husband walk through it and support her on her big day. He couldn't stop thinking about how hurt you must have felt.

"I am sorry, I really wanted to be there and I .. I would have if" he stopped himself as he realized he was going to make an excuse for something that could have been avoided. He didn't have to be at that party, it definitely wasn't more valuable than being there with you.

"I have done something irreversible and I don't know how to fix it but please darling don't leave me like that ever again" you wiped his tears and cupped his cheeks then you made him look at you

"I just don't feel as if I'm important to you, I don't want you to pick me over your job, what you do is very important and I'll never stop you but I just–" you sobbed and his heart broke in tiny little pieces "Am I even your second priority if not first?" He got up and pulled you closer to him, he can't allow you to think like this. You, your marriage and his life with you was the most important thing to him

"You know darling you are my everything, you know that. My work is not my first priority, I'll never pick anything or anyone over you, you are my everything and I failed to show that to you tonight but I just need another chance please sweetheart, I love you..I love you..I love you" you put your head down on his chest and he hugged you tightly

"I don't expect you to forgive me just yet, but don't give up on me and my love for you, when I asked your hand for marriage I promised myself that I would never let you down or make you feel lonely again but I failed, and.."

"Loki, I just need you, that's it. I just wanted my husband by my side today, I wanted you to be proud of me for once" he kissed your forehead as you said that.

"Darling I'm always proud of you and your accomplishments, not a day goes by when I wake up and not feel happy about this life that I'm building with my sweet girl" you cupped his cheeks and got on your tiptoes to kiss him. He instantly picked you up and wrapped your legs around his waist as he took you to the bedroom and laid you down on the bed.

He took his t-shirt off and got on his knees on the floor then he grabbed your thighs and pulled you closer to the edge of the bed to wrap your legs around his neck, he took off your pajamas and your panties followed, his mouth latched onto your slit and you moaned as you felt him sucking on you as if you were his last meal.

"Ohhh God" you gasped and he flicked his tongue over your clit

"If I was able to, I would happily spend all my time right here, with my head between your legs, drinking from you while you'd moan and whimper for me, my pretty pretty goddess" it's been a week since you had him last and his words made you shiver.

"Ohhh baby yess keep going, earn your apology" you arched your back, gripped your thighs around his head and he didn't stop until he had you convulsing with an intense orgasm, this wouldn't make up for what he did, nothing would but he just wanted to make you a little happier after hurting you so badly.

"I love you baby I love you so much" your eyes teared up as you came down from the high and so did his.

"And I love you more than anything, I'll do anything for you my darling and I will make up for it I promise"

You never doubted that he loved you, you can't when he treated you like this, but he made a mistake and he promised himself and you that he would never repeat it again.

"Okay you are forgiven, do you want to see the pictures I took today?" You asked him like a baby and his heart swelled.

"Show me everything I missed princess" he cleaned you up and his face, then you cuddled him on the bed while you showed him the pictures on your phone.

He felt horrible for missing the event but it was a learning experience, when you stormed out on him, he almost wanted to stop breathing and existing in this realm. He vowed to himself that he'd never hurt his princess like that again.

You are his wife, his main priority in life, his reason to move forward and he just wanted to make you feel that way from now on.

💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

#loki #loki x female reader #loki x reader fluff #loki x reader angst #loki x reader smut #loki x reader #loki x reader insert #loki x reader fic #loki oneshot #loki fics #loki x you #asks requests #Avenger loki

[thousand-winters]

I really don't understand this fandom. You want grace to go through more pain? We know from chain of iron that Tatiana beat her repeatedly, that she was pimped out to young and old men, and she was used as a mere doll by Belial, besides all the grooming and psychological abuse she suffered from Tatiana. She goes through a horrible interrogation, gets her power taken out in the most painful and horrific way, her brother completely forgets about her and her only friend dies. And you people want her to get her marks stripped? She explicitly says she didn't want to do what she did to James, that it was wrong, that she didn't enjoyed any of it. And as soon as she's free from Tatiana's grasp she takes the bracelet off him, bc Tatiana wouldn't be able to hurt her anymore (are we forgetting Tatiana hit her when her power didn't work on James?).

What she did was wrong, period. But it seems to me all the pain and abuse she's a suffered, plus all the things she did to help should free her from any extra punishment. Like, people act as if her life with Tatiana was fun when she actually says: the only thing that gave my life some meaning was Jesse.

People are so quick to forgive male characters, who do some shitty horrible things (obviously different from this particular situation) but then you have a girl, with one of the saddest back stories from tsc, who was used and actually regrets her actions and is changing for the better, and you treat her like a monster? Why is it so difficult to offer her the same sympathy you do to the white men from these books?

She's all alone, her mind is completely fucked up, and it's gonna take years for her to be in a good place mentally. Isn't that enough? After all of this, shouldn't they offer her some kindness? The books make it very clear that if she wouldn't have been under Tatiana's roof she would have never done something like this, she would have lived a normal life, been a normal person.

This fandom always complains about the Clave's treatment towards children and their lack of accountability and understanding, but then go and act the same way towards Grace. Why can't you understand that this is a complex situation? Not something you can reduce to black and white (like the book does). I've seen people have more sympathy towards Sebastian (you know the biggest villain of these books) than to Grace.

If you hate her so much just stop talking about her. Please.

Oh, the callout about the white men 🤭

It is truly heinous how people act towards Grace, isn't it? I don't have much to add to this because you have summed it up really nicely and I agree with everything you have pointed out here.

Frankly? Half of the people I saw hating on her pre-COT did so because of her "interfering with Jordelia" which was very ridiculous already, because if you're gonna dislike her, better be it for something that actually makes sense instead of shippy reasons, but oh, well. Fandoms are like that sometimes.

Would love if they didn't talk about her in worse ways than how actual evil characters are talked about, but it is what it is.

There are people with some sense at least, like you, dear anon 🙏

#some wisdom was delivered by this mysterious person #I'm very pleased #grace blackthorn #chain of thorns spoilers #cot spoilers #chain of thorns #the last hours #tlh #the shadowhunter chronicles #tsc

[elisysd]

22. It’s a love story baby just say yes

Masterlist - Previously - Next

Chapter soundtrack: Love Story - Taylo Swift

Julia had spent her entire flight from Shanghai to Milan making phone calls and sending emails. She was a girl on a mission and it was a welcome distraction, the opportunity for her to take her mind off of Ethan. Her dad had a clear vision of what he wanted and her job was to make it happen. No matter what. It had been settled, the proposal would happen on the Thursday morning, before the media activities, so it would still be calm. A lot of people were expected which wouldn’t surprise Lyanna as Monza was a family tradition and friends and family were always attending. This year, there would be a little bit more of loved ones but Julia hoped her mom would not find that weird.

Beside being excited about the proposal, she couldn’t wait to meet someone that was dear to her. Her cousin, Daphne. She was not really her cousin by blood but they had basically grown up together until life got in the way and they had to go on their separate ways. But Daphne lived in Italy and she would be in Monza, as her parents, Lily and Lando would be there. She had texted her as soon as she had landed and agreed to meet up in a coffee shop in Milan where Julia would spend a few days before she was needed on the track.

It wasn’t hard for her to find Daphne. She hadn’t change. She still had the same dark hair and tanned skin, the result of years spent in Greece and now in Italy for her art studies. She was casually working on her laptop, taking notes on the side but as soon as Julia appeared in her field of vision, she squealed before getting up and running to her.

“Dane! Oh my gosh, it’s been so long!” Julia exclaimed, attracting weird looks from customers.

“Julia! I’m so happy to see you! It’s been so long, oh my gosh I have so many questions. We need to catch up, come here.” the girl retorted, taking her by the arm and dragging her to the area she was sitting in.

Julia ordered a cappuccino before they started talking. Daphne hadn’t changed. She was still passionate about art and could spent hours talking about it, without it being annoying. Julia told her all about her job, avoiding mentioning her struggles, she wanted to have a day without thinking about them.

“And… who is that mystery man you are soft-launching on your social media for weeks now? I saw the rumours but I can’t believe that it could be Ethan. You have always hated him.”

Julia winced. She knew the history between Daphne and Ethan. How he was her first love and first kiss and how he had been an asshole to her, playing her and making her believe that he loved her. It took months for Daphne to forget him and with time, she had become an ally whenever Julia needed to rant and vent about him. She knew that Daphne hated him as much as her. And that’s why she didn’t know how to announce to her that they were dating. She was scared of how the brunette would react.

“Yeah… about that…” she started.

“Is it a guy from Lamborghini? Or Ferrari? I have to admit that Elijah is pretty good looking. I always had a thing for Spanish men. I have a Spanish teacher and let me tell you that he is hot as hell.” Daphne told her, excitedly.

“Daphne, you have to promise you won’t get mad.”

“Why would I be?”

“Just promise me you will let me explain everything before jumping to conclusions, okay.”

“Ju, you are scaring me.”

“Just promise!”

“Okay, fine! Oh gosh, don’t need to get your knickers in a twist!”

Julia sighed and took a deep mouthful of her cappuccino.

“I didn’t expect it, you have to believe me. It just… happened. Ethan and I are dating. And I didn’t plan it you have to believe me. We spent time together and he is not that bad, he definitely is a great guy. A bit stupid and arrogant sometimes and he likes to joke around and to tease me more than necessary but… I really like him. I feel… seen with him you know. I can be myself with him he won’t judge me or use me. I feel safe and I feel good about myself. It has not happened in a long time. You know how hard it is for me to trust people and to create friendships and relationships. You know that it wouldn’t have happened if I had any doubts about him. Right?”

Daphne was quiet. Too quiet. She was avoiding Julia’s gaze and when she finally looked at her, she could see how angry she was.

“Okay.”

“Okay? You… you are okay with it? Like one hundred percent sure?”

She could see Daphne scribbling furiously on her notebooks and drawing shapes and lines, as if she was trying to contain her anger.

“What is done is done, anyway. It’s not as if I had something to say about it. You won’t care. So you do you, Julia.”

“I don’t want things to get weird and uncomfortable for you… I wanted you yo know before we make our first public apparition together this weekend.”

“Oh, so it is that serious, then. Great. Amazing. Perfect. What is the next step? You are going to ask me to be your maid of honour for your wedding? The godmother of your kid?”

“Dane… please…”

She snapped her head to Julia and that’s when she finally exploded.

“You know how bad he hurt me. You know how many nights I spent thinking that something was wrong with me because of him. How it affected the image I had of myself. I was fourteen at the time but his words and the feeling I won’t ever be enough for someone is something that I still carry with me. You know all of that. And still, you decide to be with him? After all he has done to me and has done to other girls? You will just be another name on his list, Julia! Nothing else! He doesn’t love you, he is incapable of that! I thought you, out of all people, would know that and would never fall for that.”

She was standing now and with rage started to put back in her bag her things.

“Dane… please…” begged Julia.

“No. From now on, it’s Daphne for you.” said the brunette and without a second glance, left Julia here, thinking that she had lost one of her best friend for a boy, something she had swore to herself would never happened.

She wandered the streets of Milan, lost in thoughts. She knew telling about Ethan to Daphne would be hard but she hadn’t expected this reaction. It had always been a sensitive topic but it had been year snow since the holidays in Greece, there was water under the bridge. But not for everyone apparently. Now, she could only hope that Daphne wouldn’t be mad for long. She would hate herself if she had sacrificed a friendship for a boy. But it would be a problem for later, for now she needed to finalised the last detail for her dad’s big day.

“You look gorgeous, Julia.” said her aunt Kika.

She was wearing the exact replica of the dress her mom had worn the night she won her Oscar. It had taken a lot of time for her aunt but she managed to work her magic and find it in a vintage shop.

“Thank you. I’m so stressed out. I hope everything will be perfect. They deserve it.”

“You managed to make it happen, Julia. And it looks so amazing. They will love it.”

A few seconds later, Louis went out of the bathroom, wearing the special merch of the year her dad and mom had gotten together. He looked really cute but was looking very uncomfortable.

“It was in the attic. We should have cleaned it before I got to wear that.” he complained.

“You look fine, don’t worry. And I promise that I soon as dad got on one knee, you can remove it.”

The group soon headed to the reception where Pierre was waiting for them, along with both Julia’s uncles, Lorenzo and Arthur. They were all dressed in their best tuxedos, holding presents and red roses to give to Lyanna. Julia checked her phone, they still had one hour to get into position and be ready for when her mom would arrive with Kat and Lily. She had to leave now to make sure everything was in place and give the last instructions.

In the Ferrari hospitality, Charles had never felt so stressed out in his entire life. Winning a championship, marrying Lyanna, having their kids, all had been stressful moments, but the idea of asking his wife a second time to marry him… that was another level of stress. Of course he knew she would say yes, there was not a doubt in his mind. But still, he was asking her to keep trusting him with her heart. He was asking her to keep promising they would be there for one another. Officially. And he was scared, so scared that his fingers were shaking as he tried to put on his racing suit.

“Do you need help?” Julia entered the room, a soft smile on her face as she saw her dad struggling.

“Please. I look stupid.”

“No, you don’t. Sure the suit is a bit tighter that on the pictures but hey, you are an old man now.”

“I’m not that old.”

“You are vintage.”

A laugh escaped him and Julia soon joined him.

“Thank you, Ju’. For everything. I couldn’t have done it without your help.” he said squeezing her to his side.

“Don’t make me cry right know. Are you sure you have everything? Your wedding ring?”

“With Elijah.”

She nodded. One last hug to her dad and a kiss on his cheek and she was out. He feet drove her to the end of the pitlane where was exposed her dad’s first world championship car. It was still looking perfect, even after all this time. She was taking the time to inspect it when she saw a bright red suit coming in her direction.

“Wow, Julia you look… I have no words.”

“Thanks. I tried to reproduce my mom’s Oscar winning look. I hope she will like it.”

Martin kept on staring at her, making her slightly uncomfortable until Elijah came to them, his helmet on, completely in his world. They were soon joined by Louis and her dad, that sat in the car. She addressed a reassuring smile to her dad as he kept fidgeting with his fingers.

Soon, Ethan arrived next to Max, telling Julia that her mom was on her way.

When Lyanna arrived in the paddock with Kat, she knew that there was something weird about this day. Everyone had been vague when talking to her and she had barely seen her husband and children when usually they were all glued together when Monza was happening. She knew Julia had stuff to do but Charles… He always managed to find time for her, to take her out for dinner or to walk around the track after the qualifying to reminisce about the past. But this year, they didn’t do it and she had to admit that it was bothering her. As she was heading to the Ferrari hospitality, Kat quickly took her by the arms to give her an envelope.

“What is this?”

“A present. Kika and Pierre have another one that is waiting for you.”

Lyanna looked at her in disbelief, not understanding what was going on. Still, she opened it to find a framed picture in black and white of Charles and herself, in Abu Dhabi right after he finished the race and got his first title. This moment would always hold a special place in Lya’s heart, she was pregnant with Julia at the time and it was also that day, Charles had asked her to marry him. She blinked quickly to prevent the tears to fall down and walked in the direction Kat was pointing to her.

There, in front of what was once where Alpine’s hospitality was standing, she found the couple and their two boys, twins, waiting for her, with a big piece of what she guessed was art in front of them.

“I’m so happy to see you all. It’s been a while. Tristan, Leo, you boys are so tall now! Taller than your dad.”

“Or maybe it’s just him who is getting smaller with the age.” shrugged Tristan making his brother laugh.

“Ahahah. You boys are funny. Anyway, there you go. For you.”

She couldn’t help but laugh, thinking that it was very on brand from the Gaslys. She remembered the picture all too well, it was engraved in her memory forever. Kika, Pierre and her, all wearing Pierre’s t-shirt with his name and driver’s number, laughing their asses off. They already had the almost same picture at home that Charles was hellbent on keeping it hidden.

“Charles will love it, I’m sure.” she said between two laughs.

“Lily and Lando are waiting for you, a few meters away from here.” added Kika.

As Lyanna was about to head there, she got stopped by Kika that threw her arms around her.

“I love you. You are like the sister I’ve never had and I admire you so much.”

“Kika! Don’t say that, I’m already about to cry…”

Reluctantly, they let go of each other and Lyanna headed to Lily and Lando. Daphne and her brother, Percy were there too. That made her happy, she knew how close Julia and Daphne were and how Percy was what was the closest thing a friend would be for Louis.

“So what do you guys have for me? A painting?��� she asked. She knew what to expect now.

“No, better than that. Even though I had to stop Lily to make one.”

“There will always have other opportunities…” she smiled, handing to Lyanna a small package.

It was a gorgeous necklace made of seashells. She put it around her neck quickly.

“Santorini seashells.” Lily added.

“Your wedding…”

“We know how important that place is both for you and Charles.” said Lando, an arm around his wife waist and the other around Daphne.

“Where am I supposed to go next?” asked Lyanna.

“You learn fast. Joris is waiting by the Ferrari’s hospitality.”

And indeed he was there, sitting on the steps leading inside the building. He had a bag next to him and waved when he finally saw Lyanna. He scooted over, inviting her to sit by his side.

“So what do we remind you of? Because that’s the whole deal, right? Giving me things that are reminders of Charles and I relationship.”

“I think you will like this one. Everyone went with thoughtful and emotional gift, I presume. I chose one of my favourite moment.”

Inside the package, Lyanna found black pants, a black hoodie and a black balaclava. She shot a curious glance to Joris, waiting for him to explain.

“The day Charles dragged me along because you were going Christmas shopping with his ex-girlfriend. I felt like going on a spy mission. It was pathetic but cute and funny and I remembered thinking, if my best friend is ready to do go this far for this girl, then I’m sure she is the one and they will get married. I wasn’t wrong. Thank you for being there for him, for not letting him down. And thank you for being one of my best friend too. I love you, Lyanna. I don’t think I’ve ever told you.”

“Oh Joris. Come here.” She knew she would cry but never did she think it would be Joris that would give her the final blow.

They hugged for a moment and she swore Joris was crying too.

“So who is next?”

“Lorenzo and Arthur. They are the last ones before your husband. They are waiting for you at the garage.”

So she went there. She didn’t need to guess for long about the present, it was right in Arthur’s hands.

“A crown of flowers?” she smiled when she finally got to them.

“We don’t have to explain the reference, right?” asked Arthur.

“No you don’t. This movie will forever hold a special place in my heart, for more reasons than one.”

“It’s the beginning of your story. It’s how you met Charles. Everything led back to you so, a crown of flowers, a never ending circle… it was fitting.” explained Lorenzo.

“Can I wear it?”

Arthur put it on the top of her head as Lorenzo made her spin around.

“So… time to go meet Charles and your children. They are waiting at the end of the pitlane.”

They made their way together and Lyanna gasped when saw what was waiting for her there. Firstly, she noticed everyone standing there, looking at her as Arthur put a hand on the small of her back to make her move forward. She saw the smiles and how Kat, Kika and Lily were on the verge of tears. Then, she noticed Julia and Louis, perfect carbon copy of her and Charles. She went to them as they were handing her a bouquet of red and yellow roses with a prancing horse in it.

“You two… if I had known…” she started, taking both of them in her arms.

“That’s the whole point of a surprise, mom. For you not to know.” Julia joked, her throat sore as she was trying her best to not cry.

Lyanna kissed them both on the cheek before finally turning to her husband. He was still as handsome as when she first met him and suddenly it was like she went back in time to twenty-five years ago. Same place, same suit, same smile and same butterflies when he was near her. They went though hell and back, alone and together but managed to find their way back to each other every time. And she would do it all over again if given the chance. Martin and Elijah were next to him, entirely dressed and with their helmets on and visor down, looking like bodyguards and she couldn’t help but laugh through the tears. Finally, Charles stood up and went to her taking both of her hands in his.

“Lyanna, my love and the better part of me… I swore to you almost twenty-five years ago that I would always be fast, that I would always come back to you and that I would always love you. There has not been a day when this promise was not in the back of my mind. You complete me. It had always been you and I against the world. And then Julia came along and it was us three against the world. And then came Louis and it was us four against the world. You guys are my biggest strength but you, you are my everything. You are not only my wife or the mother of my children, or an Oscar-winning actress. You are my soulmate. You are my best friend, sorry Joris, my shoulder to lean on and my home. You are my lighthouse. You’re the only constant in my life. I’ve not always been the best dad or the best husband, I made mistakes, I keep on making them but you’ve always been by my side to help me get through them or to slap me in the back of the head. I’m still thanking the stars and my guardian angels that they put you on my path. I love you is not strong enough to express what I feel for you, Lya. It had never been. I wish a word could exist to tell you exactly what you are for me. So, Lyanna… would you keep on making me the happiest man on earth and to become my wife? A second time? Would you accept to keep on walking together on the life’s path and grow old together?”

Julia couldn’t help but cry as she saw her mom sobbing and profusely nodding. She felt a hot hand on her shoulder and someone pulling her against a chest. She recognised Ethan’s scent as he kissed the side of her head, still holding her close and rocking her slowly. She knew the photographers would have a field day between her parents and Ethan and herself but frankly, she didn’t care.

“I want to thank our Ju’ who helped me putting all of that in place. It wouldn’t have been this magical without her help.” said her dad, his voice filled with emotion.

She waved awkwardly, burying her head in Ethan’s chest as everyone was clapping and cheering for her. She felt happy for her parents but if she could hide somewhere she would. It was their day, not hers. She had only helped his dad to make his vision alive. Nothing else. She felt colder as Ethan let go of her but soon she was engulfed in a hug by her mom as she recognised her perfume. And then, two arms circled her waist and she knew it was her brother. Finally, two other strong arms pulled them all together against a hard chest and she knew it was her dad. She was hearing her mother’s sobs and feeling the awkward pat in the back that her brother was giving her. Knowing how much he was taking it upon himself to participate in the family hug made her heart full and made her want to cry even more.

“I love you all. More than anything. You guys are my biggest trophies and my biggest victory.” said Charles in their ears.

Author's note: I was so excited for this chapter I couldn't wait for you all to read it! A big thank you to @smoooothoperator for allowing me to borrow Daphne and her family. If you want to read about them, please check out her story Beautiful Stranger! What do you think will happen next? Let me know your theories, I love to read them.

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[dootznbootz]

Sparta royal family headcanons?? Any generation.

I HAVE A LOT AND PROBABLY HAVE TO RESEARCH MORE BUT I DO!!!! >:D Thank you for the ask!!! *headbonks*

So we don't know much info with Hippocoon and how that went down yet other than basics YET or if I plan for him to be a half-brother to Icarius and Tyndarius. BUt Icarius and Tyndarius are opposites in that Tyndarius is a worrywart and Icarius is just vibing most of the time. Tyndarius is also just dealing with more stuff...they're their generation's version of Agamemnon and Menelaus in a way with how one brother takes a lot of the brunt for the other except both have a happy ending :'D )

Also, neither are the best fighters as while Sparta was pretty big on military they were exiled for a bit. Another thing with them, being half-naiad, (and being surrounded by others like them), it makes it kind of easy to tell when one of your kids is fucking with one of your advisors as they can feel the water being moved as well. It's harder for Icarius though as his children are more naiad than him. It's easy for Tyndarius as Clytemnestra is less naiad than him. Kind of go into that here, just not with the specific family dynamics :D Also might change some things

I didn't plan for naiads and naiad-born to really have scales but now I'm kind of coming around to it because I just KNOW Tyndarius picks at them and Leda has to do the whole "stop that". (might have to redo that post I did on naiads because of it, or maybe just have a poll just for the homies :P might be skin colored and just be different skin texture. idk for sure) Also while Icarius and his whole family are pretty okay about water and spend a lot of time in the water as Periboea is a Naiad and all his children are 3/4th naiad, Tyndarius often forgets that he needs to get into the water every once in a while. Leda doesn't technically need it and his children are only 1/4th so they don't need it as often.

Leda: Dear, when was the last time you went for a swim? You've been looking over those tablets for a while, I'll take over. loosely based on clay records found at Knossos :P I think they're neat. LINEAR B, BITCHES! Tyndarius: Oh, it has been a bit! Let me finish this one up before I do. Leda, getting annoyed at him scratching at himself just dumps a pot of water over him: Better? Tyndarius: Yeah, actually! :D

It's...sometimes a bit of a problem when you're a person who needs to be damp often and two of your children kind of always have a lot of static electricity :'D

I know Leda and Tyndarius have affection for one another, but I don't really have a plan for how they got together :P I DO kind of for Icarius and Periboea though! :D All I know is that Icarius being a runner, it's really funny to me to think this guy, being half-naiad, just fucking RUNS on water for funsies, which annoyed Periboea when he's back from exile. Plan for them to have a pretty happy marriage, though sadly, that's not the case for all their children :') and that's part of the reason why he tries to get Penelope to stay in Sparta as he's overprotective of them all while also desperately not wanting them to have feuds like what happened to him and Tyndarius.

Lil bit of spoiler but...Hermione was 5 years old when her mom was kidnapped and she was a bit traumatized by it. :') as she kind of got to see it happen

#I know she was 9 in most things but to keep certain timeline things with the Odyssey with Penelope and the suitors :P #As they talk about her 'bearing them children' if she were 29 when war happened and 20 years later 49. she probably couldn't #have children anymore at that point. and as another person who doesn't really care for HUGE agegaps (no lore olympus persephone and hades #here! >:( ) I made Hermione 5 instead so then Penelope would've been around 45 so it's more likely to fit what the suitors said #while still not having a huge age gap! :D #Mad rambles #ask #sorry it took a bit!!! I have a lot more thoughts on this but here's simple shit right now :D #thehelplessmortals #shot by odysseus #my headcanons #I have such soft spots for Leda. tyndarius. icarius. and periboea for some reason. have quite a few thoughts on them...kind of :'D #none of it is like...“solid” it's just fragmented lil happy thoughts I guess :D #Water Wife #kinda

[jojosbizarrefanfics]

Reminiscing — Claude von Riegan x Reader 🍋

Fire Emblem brain rot is real & there aren’t enough fics for my faves so I’m here to fix that

Starting off with Claude! 💛

Includes: public sex, oral, glove kink if you squint. fem!reader is a fellow golden deer student & alliance member

The only sound in the library was that of your own footsteps, and even that was barely discernible. But they caught Claude’s attention regardless.

“I’m surprised you can see anything. It’s so dark in here.”

He grinned from his spot at the desk. “My eyes have adjusted. Looking for me?”

You nodded. “I thought I might find you here. You haven’t changed that much, you know.”

“Come on. Take a seat. There’s two chairs, after all, and I’ve missed your company.”

You joined him and pushed your chair closer to him, not bothering to pretend you were there for any other reason than to spend time with him. Claude was receptive to the feeling of your chin on his shoulder, having leaned closer to you as well.

“Whatchya reading?”

“I’m trying to get some clues on… well, everything. Rhea especially. There’s some stuff that just doesn’t add up, but it’s starting to make my eyes go crossed.”

“Sometimes the best thing you can do is take a break, you know.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He sighed in contentment and, out of habit, brought his lips to your temple. He stopped himself before he could kiss you, even though you wished he would, but his lips still ghosted on your skin. “Sorry. Old habits die hard, I guess.”

“Don’t stop on my account,” you said with a wink. “Reminds me of when we’d sneak out here late at night to just cuddle and read.”

Claude laughed and pressed his lips to the spot where they still lingered. Finally, you thought. “Well, my dear, I remember us doing a lot more than just cuddling and reading when we’d show up after dark.”

“Goddess, I’ll never forget when we almost got caught. I thought Seteth was gonna start looking under all the tables.”

“I’m shocked he didn’t. You think anyone else is up this late?”

“I didn’t see anyone on my way here.”

“Noted.” Claude had a twinkle in his eye that I knew all too well. “I’ve really, really missed you. I mean, I know you’ve been there at the round tables your father can’t make and all, but I feel like it’s been years since we’ve had a moment alone like this.”

“I get it. Big man in charge and all.” You playfully nudged his shoulder with your own.

Claude laughed, the breathy type that you’d call a giggle if he wouldn’t fight you on it and that was reserved just for you. “I wish you could be by my side through it all.”

“Who says I couldn’t?”

“I have a lot I have to do. It wouldn’t be fair to a pretty lady like you to keep you waiting.” He poked your nose when he said it.

“Claude, if this is about Almyra—”

“Huh?”

“Oh, come on! You may have been the most clever in our class, but you weren’t the only one with half a brain.” You rose an eyebrow at him. “I haven’t told anyone. But we’ve spent enough time together and you’ve said enough sweet nothings to me that I could put the pieces together.”

“I can’t really lie to you when I’m close enough to kiss you again, so I guess I’ll have to just opt for shutting you up.”

Claude smirked as he brought your lips together, effectively doing as he said he would. His hands left his book entirely, one cupping your face and the other resting on your thigh. It was as if your distance over the last five years never happened and you were picking up right where you left off.

One of your own hands tangled in Claude’s tousled hair as the other gripped for his tunic. His hand on your thigh gripped your flesh in response, and he took his time feeling it between his fingers. It wasn’t long before his tongue pressed past your lips like it had hundreds of times before.

“Have I mentioned how much I’ve missed you?” Claude said against your lips between kisses. You felt like you could hardly catch a breath; once Claude started, he didn’t seem like he was willing to stop. “Five years was way too long.”

“You know, Claude, you always could have just knocked on my door.”

He chuckled. “I’ll keep that in mind for after the war.”

He remembered he wouldn’t be here after the war, but east beyond the mountains, but he pushed the thought aside as he continued to kiss you. He didn’t have to worry about what he’d do with you then; he just had to worry about what he’d do with you right now.

“But since I’ve got you here and now, mind if I get a do-over from five years ago?”

“I remember being pretty happy with your performance.”

“Yeah, but now we don’t have to worry about any interruptions.” His lips moved to your neck as his hand on your thigh crept up until he was at the seam of your undergarments. “What do you say?”

“I won’t stop you.”

“Excellent.”

He moved his hand on your face to your blouse to unbutton it as his lips followed, kissing passionately and slowly down your chest and breasts. You palmed his groin as his finger slipped past the seam of your underwear, tracing your entrance to tease you. He still had his gloves on and the sensation of the leather shot a chill down your spine.

You could feel him beneath his trousers, stiffening as you continued to grasp for him. You moved up for the waistband and pushed your hand beneath it so you could feel his bare skin, running your hand up and down his shaft the way you remembered he liked. This caused Claude to moan against your skin, his breath hot and heavy against your nipple.

“Scoot your chair out a bit for me, will ya?”

You did as he instructed, which allowed for Claude to slip beneath the desk. He parted your legs with his hands and hooked your undergarments with his thumbs to pull them down your legs.

Claude started by kissing up your thighs: open-mouthed, hot, and heavy. Your fingers combed through his hair and gripped when his tongue finally dipped between your legs, mouth enclosed over your clit. He moaned as he tasted you and dove in deeper, eager for more after craving you for the last half a decade.

“Oh, Claude.”

Your sighs encouraged him to keep going, along with your tightening grip on his hair. His fingers dug into your plush thighs as he carried on with his ministrations, refusing to stop until he felt your release. Even when he did, Claude didn’t stop, but only picked up his pace to send you over the edge.

When Claude finally came out for air, some of your cum shined on his lips. He licked them clean as he emerged from beneath the desk.

“As sweet as ever. Want to get on the desk?”

“Right now?”

“It used to be a little fantasy of mine,” Claude said. “Are you up for it?”

“I dunno, Claude,” you said with a smirk on your face and a wink. Your stomach faced the desk and you reached across it to lightly grip the opposite edge. “Maybe if you promise me that you won’t be so distant anymore.”

Claude kicked off his boots as he undid his trousers. He was even harder than he was when you were stroking him. As he placed a hand on your hip and another on your mid-back, you felt his cock slide against your lower lips.

“I promise.” He sealed that promise by pressing your torso down against the desk and by sliding his cock into you.

Claude was slower here than he was with his tongue. He took his time feeling you again, relishing in the way your walls seemed to wrap around him with an easy perfection.

It was like you were made for each other.

He’d definitely be keeping that promise, he thought. It was never his intention, but there you were—whether it be sharing longing glances across a round table or within his grasp at the library desk, you were always there.

Claude filled you with each thrust, retracting only halfway when he’d pull back. He didn’t want to leave you, and you felt so warm and soft beneath him and around him that he felt like his head was spinning. You weren’t much better off as you came around him, your third orgasm of the night making your nerves feel like they were electrified. Your moans spilled out in the form of his name like a prayer.

Perhaps, he thought as his hips slowed and his thrusts deepened, you could share his dream with him after all.

“Wanna swallow me up, sweetheart? You feel so good, but we are in the middle of a war here.”

You chuckled. “Yeah, come on.”

Claude withdrew from you, as much as he didn’t want to. You were quick to turn around and lower to your knees, despite your wobbly legs. Claude exhaled in relief at the feeling of your lips around him. He watched you with an intense look in his dark green eyes; when you looked up at him with his cock in your mouth, it was hard to tell exactly what he was thinking. His hand gripped your hair as he released down your throat, tasting as mildly tangy as you remembered.

Claude helped you up and, with a tenderness he seldom showed, helped button your blouse back up once your undergarments and his trousers were back on. You both took a moment to collect your breaths, doing so between soft, delicate kisses that Claude would place upon your lips.

“Dare I ask you to stay the night with me?”

“What are you scheming now, Reigan?”

“Mm, just how I’m going to make you Queen of Almyra one day.”

You laughed. He felt relieved that you read it as a joke like he intended, but he knew in his heart that he was serious.

“We’re adults now, Claude. I don’t think anyone will throw a fuss if they see us a sharing a bed.”

“Fair enough. So is that a yes?”

You nodded. “I’d like that. We can make up for lost time, if you will.”

“Exactly what I was thinking.” He winked at you and held out his hand. “Shall we?”

As you left the library, you saw a figuring approaching down the hallway.

“Oh, hey Teach!”

“Professor Byleth! What are you doing up so late?”

“Can’t sleep,” Byleth said. “I was just going to grab a book in hopes that it would help. I take it you two couldn’t also?”

“We were just heading to bed after getting some research in. We were hoping to find some clues on Lady Rhea’s whereabouts, but no such luck. Time must have slipped past us.”

Byleth looked you both up and down. While your clothes were straightened out, you were sure your hair was a mess.

“Right. Well, good night, you two.”

“Good night.”

As you and Claude head down the stairs of the monastery, you sighed. “That was close.”

“Talk about perfect timing.”

#claude von riegan #claude von reigen #claude von riegan x reader #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem fanfic #fire emblem smut #Claude von riegan smut #Claude x reader #not sfw

[nyrasbloodyclover]

the great war (aemond targaryen x oc)

masterlist (read the warnings!)

a/n: aemond will appear soon, dw. there are some mistakes, but i am too lazy to edit

2. the birth

Reila wanted to go with her father, but her mother forbid her, saying they have to talk. And she wasn't particularly looking forward to that. She had to watch her father and Jace ride off, laughing like long lost brothers, into the woods. 

"You like him," her mother smiled.

"Of course I like him! Did you see how he spoke about his mother?" Reila clutched her chest and sighed. "Damn him for being betrothed."

"Did you forget maybe that you are too?" Her mother sat on the large chair in front of fire. 

"Is that the topic you wanted to talk about?"

Arra cocked her head, saying nothing. "Mother... We have months until then."

"They will pass quicker than you think." She gently took her hand. "I sometimes forget how you've grown."

She hated being reminded of that. It was a curse, getting older. Not the years, but the things you have to lose, the things that have to change. She hated change. As did her mother. That's why she married her childhood best friend. 

"Mother, It's not..." Reila sat on the floor, beside Arra, "It's not marriage that I'm worried about. I know my duties as a wife and I will be a good wife..."

"Oh, I know, my dear," her mother laughed.

"But I don't want to go," her throat closed up, "I don't want to leave Winterfell."

"But The Riverrun is beautiful. I cannot bring Kermit here, but I can tell you that you'll grow to like it. And even if you don't, you can always visit me and you father here and stay for as long as you want." When Reila opened her mouth, Arra interrupted her, "And no, you can't stay forever."

Reila let out a rich laugh, "Oh, how you know me mother!" Arra made patterns on her daughter's hand, "And when you finally go, and marry him, I want you to make sure that he knows you just like I and Cregan know you."

"And if he simply doesn't care?" Reila looked up at her mother.

She smiled, "Then you have my permission to murder him in his sleep. Or while he's awake, your choice."

Not long after Reila's conversation with her mother, Jace and Cregan returned and big feast took place later, that same day.

Reila even got to dance with Jace. He twirled her, his touch was gentle and he even made her laugh. He was really enchanting, which wasn't something she could say for the rest of the lords she had experience with in the past.

It was a day of celebration. Her mother went into labour. She is to be wed. Their alliance with House Targaryen was renewed. Everyone looked so happy and cheerful, but Reila couldn't forget where her mother was right now. It was a terrifying thought that there is a chance, a possibility that her mother...No. She's going to live, and she's going to be alright.

The only relief was when her sweet direwolf came to her beneath the table for food. "My dear Iris," she petted her auburn fur. From across the table, Jace looked almost horrified. As if his family didn't have a dozens of dragons and a pit full of them. She wasn't able to comment on his expression since Cregan started talking another battle story and everyone laughed. Only Reila felt miserable. She wanted to see her mother. Right away.

She stood up, but no one payed much attention to her, so she easily left the room and went to her mother.

"You will become a sister by the end of the day, my lady," said maester Kennet.

"Is my mother all right?" She asked. They were standing in front of a large wooden door that led to Lady Arra. Reila wanted to see her mother but at the same time, she didn't. 

She was scared for her, but Arra gave birth to one child, she could do it again. Right? Reila didn't wait for an answer and barged inside without a warning, maester following her.

"Mother?" She said after seeing the scene that played in front of her. Arra was covered in sweat and blood while gripping the headboard. Her eyes were shut in pain and Reila was certain every person in the room was telling her mother to "breathe" or "push".

Uneasy feeling crept up Reila's chest while watching her mother in such state. It made her think of her future husband and how in less than 2 years it will be her in Arra's place.

Her mother spared her a glance that was full of comfort, but it was Arra who needed it right now. So Reila knelt beside her mother and took her hand, while brushing off the sweat from her face.

"Don't look so concerned, my dear. I gave birth to you, didn't I?" She tried to laugh but the sound was replaced with a cry and maester was quickly giving her something to drink— poppy milk, Reila assumed.

"I had to make sure you're alright," she said.

"You left Jace, just to see me?" her mother smiled, but Reila could see every muscle, every bone hurt her. "What will you wear on your wedding?" 

The question left Reila wondering. They had time to think about that. Arra had bigger problems now. 

"We have about a month to think about that, mother. You're giving birth, for gods' sake!"

She felt like there was too much noise in the room. She wanted to scream at her mother and ask her what does she mean, why is she saying that right now. She wasn't on a death bed, dear gods. 

Her mother smiled weakly, "You have to wear that emerald necklace I always kept away from you."

She had no idea why would her mother be concerned about it now, but that was before maester took out a small knife and walked towards Arra. The silver thing shined on the morning sun. Reila started shaking with fear.

Reila immediately panicked, standing up, "What is the meaning of this?" 

"We must save the baby now or both of them are dead," maester Kennet said louder that he did in the last ten years.

"Does my father know?" She asked her voice shaking.

"You'll tell him later, my dear." Her mother looked exhausted and Reila's heart was breaking.

"No! You must save her! Take out the baby somehow! Do something!" She was screaming now. She wanted her father to hear and come and fix this. But she knew there was no way out, she just didn't want to accept it.

"I'm sorry, there is nothing we can do." 

Reila just now felt the hot tears on her face. Gods know for how long they've been there. She gripped her mother's hand harder than ever. Sobs were choking her.

"Please don't die," she begged, "Don't leave me." 

"I love you, my sweet girl," she whispered. In a second there was blood everywhere, almost dripping from the covers. She looked down and saw her mother—cut open. Her stomach, torn in half. Scent of iron filled her nostrils.

Everything from that moment became a blur. She doesn't remember the baby crying, or what the maester said to her. She stood up with bloody hands and exited the room. Reila dragged herself through the empty corridors.

The laughter immediately stopped when Reila entered the room, covered in blood. Cregan Stark never looked so terrified in his life. 

He jumped from his seat and strode towards Reila, but when he realized she was physically fine he ran past her and into her mothers chambers. Jace appeared beside her, holding her and she took his hand for support. If she fell she wouldn't be able to get up. Everyone present left.

•

Reila Stark's grey eyes had been puffy and her cheeks stained with tears for the last three weeks. Jace left day after her mother's death, wanting to be respectful and let the family mourn in peace.

Cregan Stark was silent after the death of his childhood best friend, which wasn't something Reila was used to. 

Her room felt strange and unfamiliar. Like it wasn't hers. She wanted to continue living normally because there was a wedding in less than two weeks and it was her wedding and people would want to celebrate but she couldn't leave her room and speak to someone without bursting into tears. 

Seeing her father trying to be there for her made her question whether someone is there for him. So she made her goal to speak to him properly before the wedding. It's going to be easier with time, she knew it.

So she wiped her tears and decided to find Cregan Stark. She had to make things right. If Reila stopped speaking to her father she'd have no one in this world. No one to care for her, no one to protect her.

She slowly walked towards the door when they opened. He came to her first. Her father looked tired. He cried that day, but didn't shed a tear later. He just pretended he had things to do and army to organize and the preparations for war. Reila understood. It was a healthy way of dealing with things. 

She, on the other hand, she was falling apart. Iris sat on the bed beside her. She was always there, even if Reila doesn't notice her, she is there. 

Iris kept her company most of the time. Reila cried into her hor fur as her direwolf slept in her bed. She loved her more than she loved herself.

Reila didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around her father's neck, "I'm sorry."

"You shouldn't be the one who's apologizing. You weren't supposed to see all of that."

And he was right. But it was too late now. At least the baby is alive. Which wasn't something Reila was happy about. If she could, she'd give Rickon in exchange for a single moment with her mother. But of course, she couldn't say that. If she began telling the truth, more people would hate her.

"She told me to wear an emerald necklace." Reila said distantly.

"Of course she did. It was her favorite."

#hotd #hotd fanfic #aegon targaryen #daemon targaryen #hotd x reader #aemond targaryen #prince aemond #aemond targaryen x oc #aemond fic #aemond imagine #aemond the kinslayer

[wildwitche]

Soooo my attitude to the relationship between Garmadon and Misako in the series!

As we were shown, and the way I understood it, we can come to the conclusion that: in the past, Misako was in love with two brothers, and it was very difficult to choose whom to give her heart to, but one day Wu decides to send a letter with a beautiful confession. Chen - Garm's former master intercepts the letter and decides to tell him what his brother wants to do and pushes him to change him signature and send the letter on his own behalf. He does so, Misako receives the letter, immediately realizes that Garmadon is the same, and chooses him. As a result, she becomes his girlfriend, marries him, and gives birth to his son Lloyd. However, there is still poison in Garm's body, and after a while he turns completely to the dark side, disappears, etc.

Misako learns that her son is a green ninja, and does everything to stop the fate in which her son must kill his own father. Therefore, she not only runs away from the monastery and takes the child, but also sends him to a boarding school, that is, she leaves her child, in fact abandons it, and gives all of herself in the search to somehow save and return her husband

After all this, the first thing we see in the present is how stupidly Misako and Lloyd met each other after a long separation (but this is a separate topic for which you need to allocate time)

As the adventures continue, Lloyd defeats Garmadon and essentially turns him back. And the next picture we see is how Misako, who LEFT EVERYTHING, even HER CHILD, reacts to her husband's return (answer: NOTHING! she just: "oh, hello, dear, I'm so glad to see you" - it looked like she didn't see him at all a couple of weeks !!!) I understand that the directors did not want to spend a lot of time on the scenes where you need to show the emotions of the characters, but they could have shown it much better, and this is not what we saw!!

After that, we finally see the normal life of Garmadon, etc. Next comes the season where the ninjas go to the tournament and Gramadon is with them, as he knows who is creating all this. Also in the same season, we learn about the letter and why it happened. And then comes the moment when Chen reveals the truth. What should we see when Wu and Misako find out the truth? Well, probably her brother's anger (what we saw was a kind of parody and nothing more), Misako's anger at her husband's lies and in general the way he acted, at least at least some emotions (although maybe she wasn't very angry at him, because she didn't love him only because of this letter, and therefore she can only be angry that he did so badly with his brother, but this moment can easily be covered by the following events)

And precisely when he decides to sacrifice himself. Wu and Misako realize that there is no other way, so they accept Garmadon's choice. He disappears and that's it, he's gone. Lloyd cannot forgive this, he got his father back not so long ago, and less than half a year has passed since he disappeared forever. What is his wife doing at this moment, who, I emphasize again, did so much to get him back - nothing. She just mentions him, says that he is a hero and that's all....it's all stupid and goes on to flirt with Wu

And after all that, I'm supposed to believe that Misako really wanted to save her husband, that she didn't just leave Lloyd?? Phew, guys, it's just some kind of soap opera. Show me at least one woman who would do so much that, as a result, she would forget about everything and go to someone else. This letter is so absurd that if it wasn't there, nothing would have changed, because according to what the directors showed us, she would have left him anyway and gone to Wu (that's why this letter annoys me so much in their relationship)

From one point of view, I understand that sometimes to choose what we need, we need a push, and the letter could be said to be this very element. But don't you mean to tell me that you will choose your partner just because of some stupid letter? if you do not like a person, even if he/she writes 100 letters, it does not guarantee that you will choose him/her right away. The filmmakers showed us that this letter is the only reason why they were together at all (AND IT'S SO ANNOYING AT THE END!! DAMN WHAT THE FUCK). Then their relationship is built on lies and nothing more, but THEN WHY ARE WE TOLD ABOUT HOW MISAKO HAS SUFFERED ALL THESE YEARS!??? AAAAAAAAAAA??? WHY!?

If this was not in the plot, then it would still be possible to understand that all this happened only through a letter (but I repeat, are you ready to marry a person and give birth to a child for the sake of some piece of paper? Hmmm, I think not, it’s not logical)

Therefore, it is reasonable to call their relationship only through a letter in the series, it is not possible, because every moment of Misako's life covers what they wanted to show us as the truth. She could not choose him through a letter and then look for a way out to save him. The directors are so lazy that they did not show us any real emotions and feelings between them. Not the real emotions between Lloyd and Misako after being apart for a long time, not between Misako and Garmadon when he became normal, not how she was upset by his sacrifice, nothing

It's terrible, because it makes you think that Misako was terrible not only as a mother, but also as a wife

this is my opinion on their relationship and how it was shown to us, and honestly I'm ready to write and prove all time that Misako isn't the worst character. Yes, she is not perfect, but there is no reason to hate her. Because precisely because of the laziness of the directors and the inability to combine two things into one, Misako looks like a simply terrible character. At one moment she is shown like this, and at another it is called the opposite, and when all this is combined it looks like a complete absurdity

all this story with the letter, the directors could show us much better and make an intrigue. But they just needed an excuse to show why Misako chose him, and show how Wu and she will find out the truth and thats all. This moment when they learn the truth is so stupid. Less than 5 minutes were allotted for it. And the question arises, and why did you show it to us, it didn't change anything. NOTHING. If we hadn't been told anything about her leaving the Lloyd to find a way to get her husband back, I would probably have thought of her as a bad character like everyone else

#lol #I forgot about this post xd #I wanted to publish it sometime in October #hah #in any case #this is just my opinion #if you still hate her #you don't have to prove to me why she's bad #lego ninjago #ninjago #lord garmadon #young garmadon #misako garmadon #lloyd garmadon #garmasako

[cookie-run-kingdom-story]

CRUNCHY DREAMS! Light Sleep Area

Milky Way Cookie: Hey you there! Hellooooooo? What, are you dreaming or something? Milky Way Cookie: Hmm? You don't know how you ended up here? You don't even know where this train is heading? Milky Way Cookie: Not to worry one bit! Milky Way Cookie: This special conductor can explain everything! Milky Way Cookie: Let's see... Err... So... Milky Way Cookie: Yeah! This cool train here will take you to the dreams of Cookies! I call it... the Crunchy Express! Milky Way Cookie: I've arranged this ride especially for you! Since it's your first time traveling around the Dream World... You're welcome! Milky Way Cookie: Now... This special route of mine will let you take a peek at all the crunchy dreams of the Cookies... Milky Way Cookie: So all you have to do is sit back, relax, and enjoy this Dream World adventure! Milky Way Cookie: If you complete the missions along the railroad, I'll stamp your ticket! Milky Way Cookie: Isn't that the coolest souvenir ever, or what? Milky Way Cookie: What? You still don't get it? Milky Way Cookie: Don't worry about it! Sometimes you just gotta try it to get it, you know? Milky Way Cookie: Ready? Alright... Milky Way Cookie: Choo choo! Crunchy Express departing now!

Newbie

Latte Cookie: Hello, my dear students! May I have your attention for a minute? Latte Cookie: We have a new student joining us today! Latte Cookie: His name is… Well, why don’t you introduce yourself? GingerBrave: Hi, everyone! My name is GingerBrave! GingerBrave: I’m super excited to meet you all! I look forward to spending this year here! GingerBrave: (Was my introduction okay? I hope I gave them a nice impression…!) Snow Sugar Cookie: Um… err… GingerBrave: Hmm? Do you have any questions for me?

Strawberry Cookie: ……!! GingerBrave: W-what’s wrong? Gumball Cookie: I dig your style! The lack of clothing is a bold choice! Strawberry Cookie: Why… are you only wearing buttons? Snow Sugar Cookie: Did you… forget to wear clothes? GingerBrave: W-what?! GingerBrave: It’s true! How could I not notice this?! Latte Cookie: Oh my! I didn’t even recognize it! Latte Cookie: Where are your clothes, GingerBrave? Perhaps you were in a rush? GingerBrave: Uh… Um… You see… Snow Sugar Cookie: He must’ve been busy… Gumball Cookie: Oh. So it wasn’t a fashion statement? Strawberry Cookie: Oh wow… That must be so embarrassing… GingerBrave: (I’m so embarrassed my icing is gonna turn pink…! This CAN’T be real! It’s a dream, right?! RIGHT?!!!)

GingerBrave: AAAAAAH! GingerBrave: ……??? GingerBrave: Phew… It really was a dream… And I have my clothes on… Thank goodness… GingerBrave: Why did it feel like I wasn’t wearing anything in my dream? GingerBrave: What a strange dream!

Weird Numbers

Prophet Cookie: What does my trusty crystal ball say today? Prophet Cookie: O’ crystal ball, enlighten me! Allow me a glimpse into a fortuitous future! Cherry Cookie: BOOM! BAM! Ha ha ha! Cherry Cookie: And that’s the sixth cherry bomb! SO! MUCH! FUN! Prophet Cookie: Oof… this place is quite… distracting… Prophet Cookie: Oh? OOOOH? Actually, I think I see… something…? Prophet Cookie: Could this be…? Does this mean that great changes are upon us? Carrot Cookie: Cherry Cookie! You can’t just throw cherry bombs around my carrot field! Carrot Cookie: See this?! 12 of my carrots blew up! You better pay for this! Cherry Cookie: Oops! Sorry! Ha ha ha! Prophet Cookie: Hmm… Or perhaps… It’s foreshadowing the arrival of a great help.

Custard Cookie III: Waaaaah!! My!! CROWN!! It’s BROKEN!!! Custard Cookie III: A wrinkle here! AND HERE! AND THERE! 7 of them! My authority as king is crushed!!! Prophet Cookie: Err… Hmm. I definitely do see something… What is that you wish to show me, shiny one? Rye Cookie: Which one of ya softies threw this bomb?! I dare ya to throw it again! Just try me! Rye Cookie: Wait til I get you! I’ll make sure you get a good taste of my rye bullets… And I mean all 39 of ‘em! Cherry Cookie: Wa ha ha! Bang! Boom! KABOOM! Rye Cookie: YOU! Come here, you! I accept your challenge! Prophet Cookie: Ooh… I see it, I see the future! The crystal ball is showing me… Herb Cookie: Oh…! Rye Cookie, please don’t step on my garden…! Herb Cookie: There are 41 new sprouts that worked very hard to bloom! Prophet Cookie: You are surrounded with great fortune, but you must look around in order to seize it… Listen to the special six specific numbers… Hmm… Prophet Cookie: …What a puzzle! Ha ha ha! Espresso Cookie: Such is the “art” of fortune telling. Ambiguous, vague statements that are arranged in a fashion that barely makes sense. One sees what they wish to see! Espresso Cookie: If you ask me, I can give you 28 reasons why this “future” your crystal ball shows you is absolutely meaningless. Prophet Cookie: 28… That’s oddly specific! Prophet Cookie: Wait, specific numbers?!

Prophet Cookie: …!! Oh crumbs, it was just a dream… Prophet Cookie: Hmm. Special six specific numbers, eh… Prophet Cookie: Ha ha… Prophet Cookie: …A shame I can’t seem to remember a single digit! Heh!

Dark Friends

Ms. Pomegranate Cookie: Good morning… my Dark Friends. Ms. Pomegranate Cookie: Unfortunately, I have sad news to tell you. Class Vice President Licorice Cookie: What is it, Ms. Pomegranate Cookie? He he… Class Vice President Licorice Cookie: More importantly, explain why I’m the student and you’re the teacher…! Class President Red Velvet Cookie: You’re asking the obvious. It must be the will of the principal. Ms. Pomegranate Cookie: Obviously. Are you intending of going against her will…?

Class Vice President Licorice Cookie: Eep…! Student Poison Mushroom Cookie: The principal… So scaaary! Ms. Pomegranate Cookie: So, as I was saying… Ms. Pomegranate Cookie: Our friend, Dark Choco Cookie, has transferred schools. Ms. Pomegranate Cookie: He has decided to return to Cacao Elementary School and continue the family business. Ms. Pomegranate Cookie: So, Dark Choco Cookie, would you like to say goodbye to your friends?

Rebel Phase Dark Choco Cookie: The answer I’ve been searching for… It was there all along… Rebel Phase Dark Choco Cookie: Never again… Will I let the darkness cloud my sight! Ms. Pomegranate Cookie: Thank you, Dark Choco Cookie. Now, everyone, let’s write a letter with messages for Dark Choco Cookie! Rebel Phase Dark Choco Cookie: I’ll probably throw it away before I leave, but… Student Poison Mushroom Cookie: Woow… Write a letter! With pen… and colored pencils…

Class President Red Velvet Cookie: Remember… to smile. If you smile… good fortune follows. from…* Red Velvet Cookie.

*actual text

Class Vice President Licorice Cookie: You insufferable Cookie… I guess you’ve figured out that Dark Enchantress Cookie will pick me as the next class president. Hehe…! Class Vice President Licorice Cookie: How wise of you to give up on your career here. Hehe… Well, good luck with everything in your hometown. From Licorice Cookie. Student Poison Mushroom Cookie: Dark Choco Cookie… Byye! I’ll give you some shroomies for the road… a whole bunch! Student Poison Mushroom Cookie: Hm… What was I going to write… Schwarzwälder, are you still writing…?

Student Schwarzwälder: QUIET! I don’t care for this letter stuff. Telling us to say goodbye so suddenly?! It’s not sincere enough! Class President Red Velvet Cookie: This letter holds the feelings of everyone here. Keep it safe. Rebel Phase Dark Choco Cookie: …Thanks. Student Schwarzwälder: “Dark Choco Cookie… I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were suffering alone all this time, and that I didn’t reach out to you.” Student Schwarzwälder: “Actually, I’ve wanted to talk to you for a long time. I regret not having the courage to do so. You may seem blunt and closed off, but I know you’re a delicate and sweet Cookie.” Student Schwarzwälder: “Even if everyone makes fun of you and laughs at you, don’t falter. My precious friend! Goodbye forever… goodbye…” Rebel Phase Dark Choco Cookie: …Schwarzwälder wrote the longest message. Ms. Pomegranate Cookie: This should’ve helped you sort your feelings. Ms. Pomegranate Cookie: Well, it’s time for you to go. Next time we meet… it’ll be as enemies. Rebel Phase Dark Choco Cookie: …I won’t go soft on you just because you were my homeroom teacher for a while. Rebel Phase Dark Choco Cookie: I hope you will never have to beg me for mercy… Ms. Pomegranate Cookie: Hah… I’ll make you regret saying that.

Best Concert of My Life~★

Parfait Cookie: …La-di-da La-di-la-la! ♪♫ Parfait Cookie: Everything you need is deep inside your heart! ♪♫♪ Pancake Cookie: Wow, wow, wow! Parfait Cookie is the best! Wizard Cookie: “Everything You Need” is such a great song. Parfait Cookie: Thank you everyone for coming to my concert! Parfait Cookie: Are you all ready? Let’s go… Concert Audience: PARU-PARU-PARFAIT! ☆ Parfait Cookie: Oh wow, it’s amazing to hear everyone say it! It’s… it’s a dream come true! Parfait Cookie: Oh! Parfait Cookie: I’m so inspired right now, I’ve come up with a new song! And I want you all to listen to it right now…! Parfait Cookie: I’ll be honest with you all, it’s my first time coming up with a song on the spot…

Wizard Cookie: She came up with a new song? Right now? Is that even possible?! Carol Cookie: The moment of inspiration is quite magical! Raspberry Cookie: The musicians of this kingdom are pretty good! Werewolf Cookie: … Parfait Cookie: This song is for everyone who’s here… Everyone who loves my songs. Parfait Cookie: La di da! La di da la la la ♫♪ Parfait Cookie: I’ve been dreaming forever ♫ Of this moment, of you and me, together ♪♫ Parfait Cookie: Because it was always you ♪ You are my dream ♫♪ Parfait Cookie: ♪♫♪~!! Wizard Cookie: …This is…!! Raspberry Cookie: …Eloquent but straightforward. The whole world needs to hear this song! Carol Cookie: I think this song could actually bring love and peace to the world! Carol Cookie: Just listening to this song makes me feel go whoosh! Werewolf Cookie: …… Parfait Cookie: La-di-da! ♪♫

Parfait Cookie: Oh…? Oh… Was it just a dream?! Parfait Cookie: Aw, but it was such an amazing concert! Probably the concert of my dreams! …Ugh. Parfait Cookie: Wait, wait, wait. How did that song from my dream go…? Parfait Cookie: …Wah…! I can’t remember a thing!

True Hero

Clover Cookie: Today I am going to tell you the story of a hero. Clover Cookie: Having hardened himself by escaping a kitchen fire, he went on his final journey to defeat Choco Overlord, who had put the whole Cookie world in danger. The Lone Purple Hero: Choco Overlord… I’ve been waiting for the day to defeat you. The Lone Purple Hero: Everything started in the arena… No, in front of the Dark Lord’s Castle, on the day you first taught me the bitter taste of defeat. The Lone Purple Hero: I have trained DAY and NIGHT to defeat you! Now be prepared to KNEEL BEFORE ME! The Despicable and Disgraceful Choco Overlord: It is I, the Choco Overlord! Ha ha ha! The Despicable and Disgraceful Choco Overlord: I will not lose to you, my superior strength will not allow it. And I will continue to corrupt and harass all good Cookies with my power! Clover Cookie: The hero could not forgive the Demon King, who used despicable tactics to increase his power and torment the Cookies. The Lone Purple Hero: Urghh… This is UNFORGIVABLE! Clover Cookie: But the hero could not do anything but kneel in front of the powerful sword, created from the rich wealth of the Chocolate Kingdom. The Lone Purple Hero: Ugh… The only reason I lost is because your cursed WEAPON!

Avocado Cookie: I heard the news! You need a weapon to defeat the Demon King? Clover Cookie: The Cookie that showed up in the time of need was no other than a legendary blacksmith. Clover Cookie: The blacksmith tested the hero’s wisdom with her words. Avocado Cookie: Wanna hear one of my jokes? What do you call a yam with a broom? The Lone Purple Hero: Uhhh…! Avocado Cookie: A sweep potato!! Ahahah!!! Clover Cookie: After passing the blacksmith’s test, the hero got a cool new weapon and challenged the Demon King once again. The Lone Purple Hero: Take this!! The Despicable and Disgraceful Choco Overlord: AHHHH! The Despicable and Disgraceful Choco Overlord: This… it can’t be…!

The Lone Purple Hero: I WON! Hahaha!! Finally it’s your turn to face defeat!! Clover Cookie: And that was how the hero saved the Cookie world and received the love and admiration from everyone in it… Milk Cookie: Oh my gosh! My hero Dark Choco Cookie has been defeated… Milk Cookie: But he deserved it! Purple Yam COokie is my new hero! I’m even collecting the bread that comes with his sticker. Dark Cacao Cookie: Hmm… You’re more useful than that son of mine. I hereby appoint you as my new successor. Caramel Arrow Cookie: While I am the most faithful follower of Dark Cacao Cookie, I will follow you from now on, Purple Yam Cookie! The Lone Purple Hero: Hahahah! Now this feels GREAT! Hahah! The Lone Purple Hero: I DEFEATED you!! How does it feel huh, Dark Choco Cookie!! HAHAHAHA-!! Clover Cookie: That’s the end of the story of the Purple Hero!

#milky way cookie #cr dialogue #cookie run kingdom #Gingerbrave #strawberry cookie #gumball cookie #snow sugar cookie #latte cookie #prophet cookie #cherry cookie #carrot cookie #espresso cookie #Custard Cookie III #rye cookie #herb cookie #pomegranate cookie #dark choco cookie #licorice cookie #red velvet cookie #Choco Werehound Brute #poison mushroom cookie #parfait cookie #pancake cookie #milk cookie #purple yam cookie #avocado cookie #dark cacao cookie #clover cookie #caramel arrow cookie #carol cookie

[timidloner]

OH MY GOD. Your story is so good, it completely made my day, my weekend. I love love LOVE this!

There’s something about someone who’s completely and undoubtedly devoted to you that I can’t help but love and desire 🥹

And I LIVE for the possessiveness and jealousy and I feel weird for liking it so much because it’s so unhealthy yet I find it so hot AAAHHH 😭

Also, may I ask for more details into Leonor and Cordell’s love(?) story? I’m a romantic at heart and I like to believe that they loved each other and still do. Are we going to meet them again, by the way?

Well, anyway, wanna be friends, dear author? Because I think we might share the same tastes in fictional characters 🤭 I hope you have a very lovely day and I’m sorry for the long ask 😅💛

Aww, thank you very much!!

And please, don't feel weird about it! I know is very frowned upon to like dark fiction or bad characters these days, but I've never seen the issue with it when it's an adult community. It's fiction, after all, and that serves as a way to safely explore unhealthy fantasies.

But I'm saying all this, and I also was nervous to put my writing out there and get canceled, haha. Even though I think Joren is very tame overall.

Now, more info about Leonor and Cordell...

They really were in love.

Cordell is common-born, and, in his youth, he was obsessed with becoming important and sticking to what was proper in society's eyes.

He hated Leonor when they first met, she was wild and cared nothing for social rules or religion (changed her tune when the creatures appeared, lol). Meanwhile, she enjoyed making him angry a great deal, and even regularly flirted with him during their chases.

At some point, he got nearly run over by a carriage during one of those chases, and Leonor saved him. That was their turning point.

They keep with that charade, but Leonor wasn't even keeping the things she stole. She always dropped them at his door some days later. And he, in turn, left flowers and small presents carved on wood for her to find by his window.

Yes, sometimes someone else took them, lmao

Then they slept together and she showed him her identity. Things were good for a good while, maybe one or two years. She thought she could make him forget about society's rules, and he thought he could reform her.

They started to fight more, and more. And then, he became the chief of the town's guards and the minor noble families started to notice him. One of them was interested in marrying their third daughter to him, which would have been a great opportunity, he'd belong to a noble house by marriage, even if it was a really minor one.

It got to his head... and you see what happened after that. In the end, he didn't pursue that marriage, but his relationship with Leonor was destroyed.

But even now that they're "strangers", he still loves her and protects her from afar. He's the reason why Leonor can get away with nearly anything in MC's hometown. She's a retired thief, but sometimes she had to steal to feed MC and Cordell knows that, so he looks away when he can.

And yes! Let's be friends! Do you want a special anon tag? I do this with Rambling, who I kinda see as a friend (hope this isn't weird, ram).

Leonor doesn't love him anymore, though. But she's grateful for his help and respects him (until the prologue). She was thinking about finally introducing MC to their father in one or two years.

EDIT: Arg, I forgot to say this, but I don't know if Leonor and Cordell will appear again or not. It's a maybe!

And don't worry about the long ask, I love them!

#ask away! #from lon to you #lore funfacts

[heroofangst]

Happy Birthday to the greatest game ever, Ocarina of Time

24 years. Wowza. It’s been 24 years today, since the most legendary game was released.

Ocarina of Time is so near and dear to me. I simply cannot use words to describe my love. I wish I could ramble on right now about how ahead of its time it is, or how the themes of the game are so perfectly crafted, but I’ve always struggled with words. Which is why I write Fan Fiction. By writing stories about the Hero of a time, I come to have a deeper understanding of myself as a person. I don’t know why, but I relate to Link on such a personal level, he’s even helped me grow, and learn who I really am.

He makes me feel safe. An old video game, makes me feel safe.

Sometimes I feel like it’s all I have. Sometimes it is.

As I’m writing this, I’m telling myself to stop, that no one wants to read this, that I’m not making any sense, but I just have to let people know how an ‘ancient ’ video game can change someone’s life for good.

I’m going to stop talking now, as I don’t know how to continue without going on forever.

Oh, and before I forget, this is the perfect time to an announce a project in the works, a podcast about the legendary Hero of Time. It won’t be like one of those videos on YouTube, it’ll be so much deeper, I go into detail about everything in the games related to the Hero of a time. I help people understand the kind of person who truly was.

That’s how much he affected me. He helped me grow to the point where I understand him. I relate to him.

The podcast will be titled “A Malon-g Lon-g Rant(ch)”. Wordy, I know. But we think it’s funny!

I can’t wait to update you guys on this project.

Once again, happy birthday to the greatest thing in the world ♥️

#Zelda #oot #OoT #link #loz #oot24 #ocarina of time #The Hero of time #Hero of time #A Malon-g Lon-g Rant(ch) #fanart #Zelda fanart #the legend of Zelda

[kakyoinscheryblush]

Once upon an lost island [Joseph Joestar x reader]

Summary: Y/n was an archaeologist at the Speedwagon Archeology Centre. After being paired up with a famous adventurer Joseph Joestar to an upcoming expedition, she will have to overcome her many fears in order to prove to her agency that she is fit to be one of their best researchers they have.

However, neither Joseph nor Y/n were prepared for what the mysterious island had in store for them…

This work is originally posted on Ao3 on my profile @Tena_HH

Masterlist << Next chapter

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Chapter one, Somewhat a celebrity

Dear grandpa,

New York is livelier than ever, even after many letters we have exchanged over the years. My job is still the same and I swear the rats are getting bigger and bigger. And the Speedwagon Archeology Centre is thriving as usual!

You know how every time I write to you I say there aren't any major discoveries? Well, this time I have a surprise for you! 

One of our satellites discovered a medium island in the Pacific ocean two months ago! But I wouldn’t be writing to you so urgently if it wasn’t a major discovery.

The satellite caught a picture of a temple in the middle of an island. Though, it is surrounded by probably kilometres of rainforest. 

Today there will be a huge conference with all the famous archeologists you could think of, and the commission will be choosing the candidates for the expedition to the newfound island!

Since the Speedwagon Archeology Centre discovered the island with our satellites, we have to recommend who we will be sending to the expedition. 

And I sincerely hope it isn't me. You know I’ve never been good at such things, I’m better off brainstorming in my lab rather than getting eaten by a huge beast or something. 

The news reporters are going to be swarming within minutes the conference is done and there will be numerous articles and theories about the island. Even though we ourselves don’t know much about it. 

But, I’ll be updating you in the next letter. Until then keep safe and don’t forget to lock Roger in his cage at night!

Your dearest granddaughter, N/n

The h/c haired woman sighed as she put down the pen next to the letter. “I’ll send it off tomorrow…” she murmured as she folded it up and put it aside. 

This was the biggest discovery that the Speedwagon Archeology Centre ever had! It felt as if it was just yesterday when everything happened.

And today, there will be a conference where her agency will have to recommend two people to go on the expedition.

It would probably be Jessica and Christoper… The duo was an ace when it came to going on expeditions to unknown places.

Which made Y/n extremely happy since she didn’t have to really go anywhere. Most of the time it was her assistant, Penny Adamas, who brought her the news or a cup of (favourite drink).

Y/n greatly appreciated her and she showed that by sometimes giving Penny gift cards for some clothing stores. 

“Ms. L/n! Ms. L/n! We must get you dressed! NOW! ” a short woman with her hands full of clothes slammed the wooden doors open, making the vases around the huge office shake.

“Oh God, Penny! Don’t scare me like that!” Y/n exclaimed as she placed her hand on her heart. 

Penny laughed and dropped the pile of clothes on Y/n’s opened books, “No can do in this kind of emergency, Ms. L/n. Also, I picked out this outfit for you! Now go change quickly!”. Without observing the clothes Y/n picked them up and rushed out of her huge office and went into a nearby toalet. 

There were five of her other coworkers inside touching up their hair and make up.

“Hello, Y/n!” one of them greeted as she pulled out a red lipstick out of her small handbag.

"Hello to you too, Nicole!” Y/n greeted as she rushed into the bathroom stall and locked the doors. 

“Let’s see what Penny has brought me…” she whispered as she unfolded the freshly ironed clothes.

It was a white blouse with a knee length black skirt, black blazer and black heels. https://imgur.com/a/SV7GEcR (look reference)

“Hm, looks promising…” Y/n muttered as she took off her previous clothes and put on the ones that Penny gave her. After she dressed up she neatly folded her clothes and grabbed her shoes. 

She opened the bathroom stall doors and walked out, while trying to quietly stepp in her heels.

The other five women left and now it was only Y/n in the bathroom. “Thank God I washed my hair yesterday…” the h/c haired woman mumbled as she brushed down her hair, keeping her (type of hairstyle) intact. 

Y/n walked out and entered her office, and spotted Penny observing the artefacts in one of the tall showcases. “What do you think, Penny?” Y/n asked as she placed the clothes onto her chair. 

The brown haired assistant whirled her head around and gasped.

“Ms. L/n! You look absolutely stunning!” Penny’s hazel eyes glimmered in happiness. “Of course I do… After all, you’re the one that chose my outfit.” Y/n smiled at her assistant. 

Penny laughed and clapped her hands, “Now… Time for some perfume!” she exclaimed as she pulled out a glass bottle with translucent pink substance in it.

Y/n’s eyes widened in alarm, “No- Penny, put that thing down!” she shouted as she hid behind her office chair. 

“I’m sorry Ms. L/n, but this has to be done!” Penny shouted as she ran to Y/n and sprayed her multiple times with the pink perfume. 

“Gah-” Y/n choked and squeezed her eyes shut. Penny rolled her eyes, “Ms. L/n… Really?”. Y/n fixed her posture and sucked in a deep breath. “Yes, really …” she mumbled as she shook her head. 

After a few moments Penny chuckled as she sweated a bit, “Ms. L/n… I may have forgotten to tell you a tiny detail about the press conference…”. Y/n raised an eyebrow at Penny, “What is it?”.

“Joseph Joestar is attending the press-”  

“WHO IS WHAT -” Y/n screamed as she grabbed her chair, preventing her from falling on the wooden floor. 

Penny grimaced a little, “Mr. Speedwagon invited Mr. Joestar to attend the press… Hehehe… Apologies for not telling you sooner…”. Y/n’s throat went dry as she shook her head. 

“O-Oh God… I think I’m about to faint…” she mumbled out as she paced her palm on her forehead.

Penny panicked and rushed to her, “Oh, come on Ms. L/n! Don’t be like that! Isn’t he the person who you always considered an icon in the archeology world?”.

Y/n shakily nodded as her cheeks flared up in embarrassment, “That’s the thing Penny! I will fumble with my words and make an absolute idiot out of myself! I can’t even have a normal conversation with anybody and now I’ll have to talk to the Joseph Joestar!?”

Penny patted her shoulder, “There, there, Ms. L/n… Maybe you can ask him for an autograph when the press finishes?” she suggested.

Y/n sighed and shrugged her shoulders, “Yeah, but which one?” she muttered as she bent over a bit and opened one of the desk drawers, revealing up to 10 magazine covers with Joseph on them. 

“Wow, Ms. L/n… I didn’t know you admired him that much…” she teased the taller woman. Y/n rolled her eyes as her cheeks flushed, “Don’t even start, please …” whined as she placed her face in her palms. 

“Alright, alright I wont…” she chuckled as she looked at her silver wrist watch. “Oh shit! Your ride is waiting outside the facility!” Penny shouted out as she pushed out Y/n out of her office. 

“W-Wait- You’re not going with me?!” Y/n exclaimed and Penny rushed to the table, picked something up and ran to Y/n.

“No, I’m not. I have too much paperwork to finish. Now take this and go!” Penny slammed one of her magazine covers into her chest and closed the doors in front of her. 

Y/n stared at the doors for a few moments until she shook her head, folded up her poster and hurried to the elevator and pushed a button.

Once she entered the elevator she pressed the button for the first floor and the metal doors closed automatically. 

The elevator opened and Y/n walked out into the huge reception floor. Many people were also in a hurry, many of them wearing lab coats while some were wearing suits and dresses. 

“Excuse me- Sorry-” Y/n apologised as she bumped into a few coworkers.

Once she got out she spotted a man dressed in an all balck suit holding a paper with ‘Y/n L/n’ on it. “Sir! That’s me!” Y/n exclaimed as she waved at the driver. 

“Took you long enough, princess…” the older driver grumbled as he opened the doors of the back of the limo for her. “I’m sorry sir, it was a real struggle to get out of the building…” Y/n apologised to him. 

“Eh, it doesn’t matter, I just wanna get paid…” he muttered as he entered the limo and looked at the back of the paper. “The Sci-Dispatch Press facility…?” he mumbled to himself as he started the car. 

Y/n stayed quiet as she swiftly stuffed the magazine cover into the pocket of her black blazer.

The driver started driving and noticed Y/n fidgeting a bit, “You ok over there, champ?” he asked as he looked at her through the rearview mirror.

She looked up into his eyes in the mirror and bit her lip anxiously, “Not really… There is a big press conference that I have to attend and I’m starting to think that I won’t be able to do it…” she admitted in defeat. 

“The Sci-Dispatch Press doesn’t like weaklings like you, buster. Let me tell you that… I hear a lot of nasty shit that they do behind the scenes…” He muttered as he opened a piece of bubble gum and popped it into his mouth. 

“Want some?” he asked as he outstretched his hand and offered her a pack of pink bubble gum. “No thank you sir…” Y/n replied politely.

“More for me… By the way, the name’s Tony Castellano…” Tony introduced himself. 

“I’m Y/n L/n, nice to meet you sir.” Y/n said to the older man. “If you don’t mind me asking, what kind of ‘nasty shit’ did you hear that the Sci-Dispatch Press does?” Y/n peered over to the limo driver who loudly chewed the pink bubble gum. 

Tony laughed snarky, “Cara mia, you sure ask a lot of questions… But alright… I overheard that the Sci-Dispatch Press is helping with multiple artefact smuggling from all across the world. Not sure if it’s true, but you didn’t hear this from me, capish?” Tony warned the e/c colored woman and her eyes widened in shock. 

‘This is where we will have our press conference about our newest discovery!’ Y/n thought as many alarms balred inside her mind.

Tony laughed as he speeded up a bit, “Keep that capo of yours focused and don’t answer any of the questions you find suspicious.” Tony said as he lightly shrugged his shoulders. 

“Thank you for the advice, Mr. Castellano…” Y/n thanked the limo driver who only popped the pink bubble, “Eh, it’s no problem kid. Now go get em’ tiger…” he chuckled as he stopped at the gigantic building. 

“Goodbye sir!” Y/n exclaimed as she opened the doors and closed them. Tony laughed a little and dove off. 

Now it was time to face her biggest fear… 

The press conference in the Sci-Dispatch Press

She sighed as she walked on the stone path that had small pine trees and flower bushes lined up on the side.

There were dozens of news channel vans parked by the building, the reporters scrambling to set up their equipment the quickest. 

As Y/n was about to open the doors, a loud screech acoed around. She turned around and saw a white limo that stopped by the building.

For a few moments everything quieted down until the driver walked out and opened the doors. 

“It’s Joseph Joestar!” one of the reporters shouted as he and his camera crew rushed to him.

Y/n’s heart stopped functioning and she stopped breathing, ‘He… HE IS HERE!’ she panicked as she saw him flash his signature smile at every camera he looked at. 

As he moved, the paparazzi and the news reporters moved with him, attacking him with numerous questions. 

“Mr. Joestar! Is it true that you almost died on your last expedition!?” “Will you be attending this year’s gala?” “Are the rumours about you crushing a million dollar plane from your last expedition true?” 

And so many noncoherent questions that Joseph tried to answer. “Thank you so much for all the questions, I know my fans are worried…” Joseph said as he flashed his smile at one of the cameras. 

Y/n saw that they were nearing her and she quickly opened the doors and rushed in. She breathed out as she observed the scene outside.

Joseph stopped by the doors and answered the questions that the reporters were bombarding him with. 

Joseph looked inside and made eye contact with Y/n. He smiled and slammed open the doors. 

“Oh, look! My private assistant is already waiting for me! I’m sorry, but I have to get going!” Joseph exclaimed as he smiled one last time and closed the doors.

“Somebody better lock the them or they will break in…” he mumbled as he dusted off his black suit. 

Joseph’s bright green eyes fell upon the frozen Y/n. “My dear, you really saved me from the paparazzi over there…” Joseph laughed as he smiled at her. Y/n opened and closed her mouth but nothing came out. 

“Dear, are you alright?” Joseph asked the unmoving woman as he approached her. “Uhuh- Yeah- I’m fine-” Y/n mumbled as she fumbled with her hands.

Joseph laughed, “Oh, alright! You’re also here for the press conference, right?” he asked the h/c haired woman. 

Y/n nodded shakily, “Y-Yeah… I am… I’m here under the Speedwagon Archeology Centre-” “Oh! Speedwagon! Man, I can’t wait to see him!” Joseph exclaimed in happiness. 

Y/n laughed awkwardly, her throat going dry. 

“You two! You’re going to be late for the conference!” rushed out a ginger woman with a clipboard and a pen.

“The seats are full so you’re going backstage-” She instructed as she led them to metal doors. 

“The curtains haven’t risen so you can go and prepare yourselves.” The woman said as she opened the doors, pushed them in and locked them again.

Joseph and Y/n looked at each other and exhaled.

“Ladies first…” Joseph smirked as he walked to the beginning of ten stairs and stretched his hand. “Urm- Thank you-” Y/n squeaked out as she lightly placed her hand in his bigger one. 

“No problem dear, now let’s see who else is behind the curtains…” Joseph muttered as they both reached the end of the stairs. 

“Joseph! You finally arrived!” Whisper shouted Speedwagon as he rushed to the duo. “Speedwagon! Hello!” Jotaro quietly exclaimed as he hugged the older man.

“I see you have already met Y/n.” Speedwagon noted as he broke off the hug. 

Joseph chuckled as he pulled Y/n closer to him by wrapping his arm around her shoulder, “And I’m glad I did! She saved me from the paparazzi outside…” The brown haired adventurer smiled at Speedwagon. 

Y/n’s face erupted in fiery red colour as she felt his strong arm around her. ‘This must be a fever dream! This can’t be true!’ she slightly fawned at the scenario that was happening. 

“Nice to see you two getting along, but I must go back to my seat. I, along with some of my associates, are sitting in the first row. Unfortunately we don’t have enough seats for some reporters over there so I don’t think that there would be any free seats for you two.” said Speedwagon as he scratched his head. 

He led the duo deeper into the backstage and as they passed they saw six older men clad in navy blue suits and red ties, quietly discussing something. 

“That’s the commission of the World Archeology Organisation… Be nice and be quiet, because one wrong move around them, and you can say goodbye to your career…” Speedwagon mumbled quietly. 

“You’re saying that as if we’re children…” Joseph huffed, removed the arm that was around Y/n’s shoulder, and crossed his arms.

“Yes, and the child in question is you, Joseph…” Speedwagon muttered as he sighed. 

Y/n surprised her laugh with her hand as she averted her gaze from Speedwagon and Joseph. 

Speedwagon rolled his eyes, “Alright, you two, stay here unless somebody calls for you…” he said as he quietly walked away. 

“I thought this would be much more interesting…” Joseph rolled his eyes, but as he glanced at Y/n, his frown changed to a smirk.

“At least you’re here with me.” he flashed her his signature smirk and Y/n swore she wouldn fall unconscious. 

The chattering from the other side of the curtain suddenly quieted down and the dark red satin curtains rose, revealing the commission to the press. 

“Hello everyone! I thank you for showing up in such a big number in the name of the World Archeology Organisation!” exclaimed the man in the middle of the table.

Everyone clapped and so did the other five members by the table. 

Joseph and Y/n were still covered by the curtain, making the commission the only thing they could see. 

The man in the middle rose from his chairs and cleared his throat. Flashes of cameras could be heard from the edge of the podium. 

“Today, we all gathered around to hear out our esteemed member of our organisation, Robert Edward O. Speedwagon about the break-through discovery of his agency!” Exclaimed the man as a roar of applause echoed around the conference room. 

Speedwagon rose from his seat and humbly smiled, “Thank you, Dr. Jenkins for having us over… This discovery has shaken up our whole laboratory from the minute we noticed the satellite footage on the big screen.” Speedwagon started his speech. 

“You recieved photos and a brief explanation in your mail, so I’m going to keep it short. Dr. Jenkins has said that I have to decide two people who will be the two lead researchers on this expedition. And I’m proud to say that, Y/n L/n and Joseph Joestar have been chosen!”

Wait

DID HE JUST SAY HER AND JOSEPH’S NAME!?

“Y/n L/n and Joseph Joestar, please walk to the podium!” exclaimed Dr. Jenkins.

Joseph cheered and without thinking he picked up Y/n and spun her around, “I can’t believe this! This is a dream come true!” Joseph exclaimed as he gently put her down. 

Y/n stood petrified on the floor. “I’m just going to touch up you a bit before we go-” Joseph mumbled out as he smoothed out her hair and laughed.

“Let’s go!” he exclaimed as he grabbed Y/n’s hand and dragged her over to the podium. 

Roars of camera clicking and applauding almost blinded both of them, but Joseph, an expert when it came to such things, only smirked and waved. But Y/n… she was lost, completely lost. 

“Just hold my hand and everything’s going to be alright…” Joseph whispered to her and Y/n shakily nodded. 

The whole commission turned to them and Dr. Jenkins humed, “... Interesting choice, Mr. Speedwagon… I know why you chose Mr. Joestar. But what about the girl?” he questioned. 

Speedwagon smiled warmly, “It may not look like it, but Dr. L/n has proven to be a great researcher over the course of time she has worked under me. And I think it’s time for her to prove herself to be worthy of working under my agency.”

Dr. Jenkins, and the rest of the commission, nodded in thought. “We confide in your choice for this, Mr. Speedwagon.” he said as he sat down.

“Now, does anybody have anything to add?” questioned another commissioner next to Dr. Jenkins.

The conference room went dead quiet, Y/n was ready to sigh in relief but a sudden male voice echoed through the room.

“Mr. Jenkins, as much as I agree with all of what was said… Don’t you think that having just two lead researchers is a bit… too little for such an important expedition? I mean, there haven't been any discoveries as big as this one for hundreds of years…” the man explained, earning a few gasps and glares. 

Y/n’s eyes widened in shock while Joseph released her hand and clenched his fist. 

She took a closer look at the suit clad man and observed him. He was visibly taller from most people in the room.

He had longer purple hair and striking red eyes with violet eyeshadow covering his eyelids. 

It was none other than Kars

He was the top dog of the archeology world. He was smart and didn’t shy away from newly discovered ruins or such.

Kars was mostly known for doing everything in his power to reach his goal, even if that meant hurting somebody on the way.

“What exactly are you initiating Mr. Kars?” Dr. Jenkins said as his wrinkly face scrunched up in confusion.

Kars smirked as he glanced at Joseph who was clenching his fists and glaring at the wooden podium floor.

“What I’m trying to say is that I would like to join the expedition to the island.” Kars said firmly, leaving no space for disagreement. “He does have a point…!" mumbled out Dr. Jenkins as the other five members whispered together. 

The room fell into a big tension as Kars was waiting for the response.

Dr. Jenkins rose from his seat and cleared his throat, “Mr. Kars, you will also be a part of the expedition team, along with Ms. L/n and Mr. Joestar.” he said as he nodded in Kars’ direction. 

The cameras flashed in an instant speed, the reporters now piling over Kars and asking him too many questions. 

While he was busy, Joseph and Y/n looked at Speedwagon who was sitting in his chair with widened eyes and gaping mouth. “I can’t believe this…!” Joseph sneered as he tried to keep a neutral face. 

He wanted to pounce on Kras and tear his skull apart, but he held himself back. If he did what he wanted to Kars, not only would he lose his spot on the expedition but he would also end up in jail. 

Y/n wasnt any different from Joseph, only without the whole ‘I’ll murder him’ part. Of course she was afraid of Kars… At this point who wasn’t? Even the commission was afraid to decline his proposition. 

Once the crowd of reporters calmed down, everybody sat once again. 

“The expedition will start in one week, so I advise you to start preparing now. For any other information, we will send them to you via mail.” one of the commissioners said as all of them rose. 

Each one of them walked towards Y/n and Joseph and shook their hands with a thigh smile. 

Once everyone left, Speedwagon went up to Kars, “Mr. Kars, you’ve met Joseph a few times, right?” he asked politely.

Kars laughed as he swept a few of his purple hair strands off his shoulder. 

“Why, yes I have. But I haven’t met you, dear.” Kars smiled as he turned to stiffened Y/n. “I’m Y/n L/n, and it’s a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Kars.” Y/n said to the taller man. 

“I have read a few of your works in the past, so I think that it would be a pleasure to work with you… Would you like to come to my place so you can explain more about this mysterious island, dear?” Kars purred and Joseph placed his arm around Y/n shoulder in an instant. 

“I’m sorry but she’s already booked with me.” Joseph retorted and Kars’ smug expression fell as he looked at the brown haired adventurer.

“I don’t remember asking you anything, Mr. Joestar …” Kars scoffed in Joseph’s direction. 

Speedwagon and Y/n felt the tension rising and looked at each other with worried expressions.

“Alright, alright… Joseph and Y/n you’re free to go. I have few other things to discuss with Mr. Kars over here.” Speedwagon said as he motioned to them to walk out. 

“No problem, Speedwagon! Let’s go, dear…” Joseph gently tugged Y/n with him as they both walked out of the conference room and into the huge marble floored lobby. 

“Do you want to get some ice cream?” Joseph asked as a smile climbed up to his face while unwrapping his arm from her shoulder.

Y/n stopped in her tracks and looked at him shakily, “U-Uh- Sure- Why not…” She squeaked out. 

Joseph laughed, “Great! I know a secret place where I go when I’m free…”. But soon they stopped as they noticed a pile of reporters from earlier waiting outside with their cameras and microphones ready. 

“We can leave from the back exit-” “No need, dear! Now let’s go!” Joseph exclaimed Y/n’s hand and ran to the glass doors. 

The cameras flashed as the duo ran to Joseph’s limousine and quickly entered it. “Henry, our next destination is Vincenzo’s Gelato!” Joseph exclaimed and his driver nodded his head and speeded away. 

The clicks of the camera became more quiet as they drove in the distance and Y/n sighed in relief.

“Vincenzo has one of the best ice creams in the whole New York! Ever since I was a kid, I always went there for ice cream…” Joseph spoke as his eyes sparkled with joy. 

Y/n nodded her head and hummed, she didn’t really know what to say without stuttering, so she kept quiet. 

After a few minutes, they arrived at a more secluded street that was partially empty.

"Thank you Henry- Now let’s go!” Joseph opened the doors of the limo and exited. Y/n sighed as she exited the limo, trying to calm herself. 

It was a rather small ice cream shop on the corner of the street with pastel green and pink palette decorations. 

“Vincenzo!” Joseph exclaimed as he walked the glass ice cream display. An older man, similar to Speedwagon’s age, walked out with a pink apron and white dress shirt. 

“Joseph! Long time no see! I see that you brought some company with you…” Vincenzo laughed as he prepared his ice cream grabbing tool.

“Vincezno, this is Y/n L/n, my partner on the upcoming expedition!” Joseph introduced Y/n who smiled politely and waved, “Hello sir.”. 

The older man chuckled, “Nice to meet you too. Now, are you ready to order?” he asked and Joseph pointed to a caramel flavoured ice cream.

“Two scoops of caramel, please.” Joseph said and Vincezno scooped out the ice cream and put in a cone. 

“And you, dolcezza?” Vincezno asked and Y/n pointed to a f/f ice cream, “One scoop of f/f!”. Vincenzo chuckled as he scooped out the ice cream, “Good choice…”. Once Joseph and Y/n had their ice creams, Joseph patted his suit for his wallet. 

“How much is it?” Joseph asked and Vincenzo shook his head, “It’s on the house, Josephino.” . Joseph and Y/n looked at each other and smiled, “Thank you, Vincenzo/sir!” they both exclaimed at the same time. 

They started to walk towards a small park that was nearby as they ate their ice creams. “You live somewhere around here, Mr. Joestar?” Y/n asked Joseph wno nodded.

“Yeah, I live in that huge building.” Joseph pointed to a gigantic building that was down the street. 

“That makes more sense…” Y/n chuckled as they both sat on a nearby bench.  Joseph looked at her and shook his head with a smile, “You can drop the formalities, just call me JoJo!”.

Y/n blushed, “I- Sir- I can’t… You’re my colleague!”. Joseph licked his ice cream and raised an eyebrow at her, “Don’t be ridiculous! Just call me JoJo!”. Y/n nodded hesitantly, “Alright… JoJo…”. 

“See! It wasn’t that hard!” the green eyed adventurer laughed as he ate his ice cream. 

As the sun was starting to set behind the horizont, it gave the park a soft orange and pink glow. 

Both stayed in silence as they ate their ice cream, but Y/n glanced at Joseph a few times. It still felt like a fever dream.

She couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that Joseph Joestar was sitting next to her and eating ice cream. 

After they finished their ice creams, Y/n sighed in sadness. “I’m sorry Mr. Joestar- I mean, Jojo- But I have to get going now…” she said to Joseph.

“You’re leaving so soon already?” he asked as his expression partly fell. 

“Unfortunately yes… I left my assistant all by herself with piles of my paperwork and I promised to help her after the conference…” Y/n said and Joseph laughed.

“Oh! I just left Caesar to fend for himself with my paperwork!” he sniggered as he slapped his knee. 

Y/n shook her head, “That isn’t quite nice, Mr. Joestar…”. Joseph didn’t even hear her as he was laughing at his miserable assistant. Once he calmed down he whipped a stray tear coming from his eyes. 

“If you must go, dear. My driver will drive you to Speedwagon’s agency.” Joseph said as he got up and dusted off his outfit and Y/n followed suit.

Once they arrived at the limo, Joseph opened the doors for Y/n and smiled, “Ladies first…”. 

Y/n smiled and awkwardly chuckled, “Thank you…”. Joseph sat next to her and looked at his chauffeur, “Harper, can you drive us to the Speedwagon Archeology Centre?”.

Harper nodded his head, “Of course, sir.” he said as he started the engine and started to drive. 

Once they arrived in front of the huge building, Y/n turned to Joseph and smiled, “Thank you Mr. Joestar, and see you next week…”.

Joseph smiled and grabbed her hand, “See you next week too…” he mumbled as he pressed his lips at the back of her hand. 

He gently let her hand go and watched as Y/n’s face exploded in mad blush. “Uh- Yes- Goodbye!” she exclaimed as she opened the doors and rushed out. Joseph closed the doors and laughed, “Can you drop me off at my building?”. 

His chauffeur nodded and they drove off. 

Y/N stumbled into her office and she noticed Penny napping on one of the chairs. “Good grief…” Y/n mumbled as she saw Penny drooling over one of the papers.

“I guess I’ll have to print out a copy tomorrow…” the e/c eyed girl sighed as she sat on her office chair and held her face in her hands. 

How will she survive this expedition? She is extremely afraid of bugs and snakes, and seeming that this was a secluded island that hasn’t been discovered yet, there was a huge chance of it being filled up with them.

“Time to do some paperwork…” Y/n mumbled out tiredly as she picked up her pen and started filling out numerous papers.

After a few minutes she turned on her desk lamp since it had gotten darker outside. 

As she was filling out one of the papers, her vision became blurry and her eyelids started to close slowly.

“Maybe… I need to take… a little nap…” Y/n mumbled as she rested her head against the paper and breathed out loudly. 

She would worry about the expedition tomorrow, but now, she needed to take a much deserved rest…

#jojo bizarre adventures #jjba x reader #joseph joestar #joseph joestar x reader #jojo pt2 #Kars #Adventure #Explorer AU #Joseph Joestar x y/n #Joseph Joestar x you #Romance #Advanturer!Joseph Joestar #speedwagon #robert e. o. speedwagon #archeology #Archeologist!reader

[the-loaf-of-all]

Billy Bragg Changed My Life.

My dear friend! I can't even begin to express how stoked I am that you liked "Waiting for the Great Leap Forwards." Here are a few of my absolute favorites from this most wonderful of songwriters, from across a few of his albums.

To Have And Have Not: Way back in the 90s, I got Joel (from Plow) into Operation Ivy. As a thanks, he says, he made me a mixtape of Billy. I lost that tape when someone broke into my Jetta outside Jen's apartment, but not before almost wearing it out to the point where Bill had already morphed my musical DNA. This was the first song on that tape. In it, you get a little bit of so much that I've come to associate with Bill: workers' rights, class struggles, clever wordplay...and that voice, accompanied by that single guitar. I said he was my cello yesterday, which might not have made sense...apparently, cellos resonate so much with folks because their frequency is closest to the human voice. I think Bill's voice is closest in frequency to whatever frequency my heart sings at.

She's Got a New Spell: "She's gone to let the cat in, the next thing I know she's mumbling in Latin, and she pulled the stars down from the sky and baked them in a pie." C'mon, Bill...that's not fair to the rest of us trying to write. :)

Strange Things Happen: Oh, this one...I'm 90% sure I play guitar like I do because of this one track.

Like Soldiers Do: "Blue eyes fighting the grey eyes fighting the tears." I can't even type those lyrics without tearing up. When Bill was in the army, Bob Marley died, and when he found out, he wept while in formation. Apparently, his DI gave him a bunch of crap about it, which, maybe, is where the impetus for this song came from. it's one of his most beautiful, especially the fucking harmonies at the end after the repeated chorus line, raised in register, that finishes me off, every time.

The Saturday Boy: "In the end it took me a dictionary to find out the meaning of unrequited." Jesus, Bill...give us a chance over here!

Levi Stubbs' Tears: One from his "Difficult Third Album". Sad as fuck, but also simply beautiful.

Lovers' Town Revisited: I can't seem to find the original "Lovers' Town" on Spotify, but I do have a recording of from his Peel Sessions (lemme know if this works, if you'd like another treasure trove of his songs). This is a gorgeous follow-up, if you can call it that (it's really a totally different song). "Sometimes it makes me stop and think and sometimes it makes me turn away." Yup.

Waiting for the Great Leap Forward: Jesus, this one. I'm so glad you liked it! This one taught me in so many ways, and continues to do so to this day. "You can be active with the activists, or sleep in with the sleepers" encapsulates so much of what I do and why, while "in a perfect world we'd all sing in tune, but this is reality, give me room" is permission to belt it out like I do. :) And the live version from this bootleg has about 2/3 alternate lyrics (as he often does at shows) which is why I sent it to you after watching Oppenheimer yesterday.

A New England: If I had to guess, I'd say this is his most famous song. It's so perfect, in every way. "Though I put you on a pedestal, they put you on the pill." Chills. He sang a version of this with Kristy MacColl waaaaay back in the day, too, which was incredible. I thought of the "I saw two shooting stars last night" line when we were down in Summer Lake. :)

There is Power in a Union: I used to play this with a guy named James Stedman at COCC whenever we were together and both had our guitars, which was, predictably, not as often as I would have liked. One of those memories I'm glad we shared when we did, as he was killed in a car crash a few years back. I'll never forget how big he smiled when we would do this. <3

Help Save the Youth of America: Of all the incredible lines in this amazing song, I think "The incident at Chernobyl proves that the world we live in is very small" is my favorite. There's a reason I always write him in for local government positions.

Tank Park Salute: Speaking of sleepers, this one took a few years to grow on me. Then, I found out it was about his dad. <3 I had inadvertently aped the lyrical feel of these verses in my own songs about Max and, reading Billy's lyrics now, I well up, both in my heart and with my eyes. Fuck, I love this guy.

I Dreamt I Saw Phil Ochs Last Night: Absolutely haunting. A play on "I Dreamt I saw Joe Hill Last Night." Aside: Phil Ochs is one of only three artist I have in my vinyl collection that starts with "O" (alongside The Outfield - which I hope you love! - and Operation Ivy - which I think you already do)

You Woke Up My Neighbourhood: Oh, this one. Sometimes, he uses a band - perfectly. Again, the "beneath the Seven Sister stars" ran through my mind when I saw the Pleiades in Summer Lake. Billy's never far in my heart and mind. <3 Listen for Michael Stipe!

The World Turned Upside Down: A very old poem that Billy made his own. The words are painted on the restroom at Peoples' Park in Berkley, which gives me great joy.

There Will Be A Reckoning: The only song in this list from after 2000. :) Here's him doing a soundcheck of it at the Tower in 2010 right before I got to see him the second time. It was election night, and he came onto stage with a little tee shirt that had a 45 adapter on it, and a cup of tea. I melted. And then he said, "No matter what happens out there, you're safe in here." Then I laughed. And cried. For two hours. <3

Upfield: "New England" might be his most well-known song, but I think this one encapsulates his life's work the best. Bill taught me what socialism actually was through this lovely, lovely tune. And the line "I've got socialism of the heart" has guided me in ways innumerate, and will, forever.

Thanks, Bill. For everything.

And thank you , LILI BOWERS! I hope you enjoy him, too.

#thebardofbarking

#Spotify

[quillquiver]

i know everyone’s super preoccupied with bi!dean and oh boy do i get it but have we considered the absolute chaos that is fresh bi!dean and recently human!cas.

cas comes back from the empty totally human, and he and dean just... avoid each other in the bunker because cas is embarrassed and doesn’t want to pressure dean and also well well well if it isn’t the consequences of my own actions--while dean is quietly freaking out because he loves this man but he’s human now and what if he’s changed his mind? he might have changed his mind. he is definitely sleeping in his own room because he’s changed his mind.

and dean’s love confession, when it does happen, is something halting and loud. blurted out like an argument--I love you, okay?!--because he’s trying, he’s really trying, but big emotions still make a powder keg of him, no matter if they’re not rooted in anger. and cas is overjoyed, and they kiss a lot, but there’s this weirdness surrounding sex because, hey, the last time cas slept with someone he was killed, and dean’s relationship with fucking has been equal parts trying to put food on the table + a tool for care and positive touch. 

and then it also turns out that you don’t just un-learn 41 years of repression because a really great guy is in love with you. so dean postures for people needlessly, and is equal parts an embarrassed, proud, terrified mess in public with cas, while also sometimes flirting with the waitress on autopilot. he stops himself from touching cas only to remember he doesn’t have to, and sometimes he’s brave enough to keep reaching but sometimes he isn’t. and every day, he wishes he was more open, more honest, just... better to cas. and every day he is, a little. 

and while dean is out here being a complete mess, our friend castiel is coming to terms with the fact that he’s mortal now. the first time he gets injured, there’s hell to pay; he won’t stop bitching and moaning. his first cold? fucking forget it. he’s unbearable. he’s grumpy, and feeling helpless sometimes makes him mean; he’s petty and bitter and he spends whole days in the gym working himself to the bone. he goes for long runs. is neat as a pin. won’t quit on research until he’s asleep on top of the book. when dean gets hurt, he forgets he’s human and presses two fingers to his forehead--cas can’t fly away but he disappears for two days. when he informs dean that he’ll be driving an motorcycle from now on, dean has a fucking heart attack and the argument lasts for a week. 

it’s hard; cas needs things dean’s only just starting to be able to give himself, and dean needs stuff cas is only just starting to learn--i love you isn’t that enough?--but like... there’s so much that’s so good. dean being so blindly happy that he forgets to be afraid or self-conscious, dean shyly pecking cas’s mouth in the parking lot of the mini-mart. cas forcing himself not to run, but to get... comfortable; he starts to leave his 50 used mugs all over the place, and forgets his socks in the dean cave after date night. cas learning to drive a motorcycle and taking dean flying, beaming the whole time as dean hangs on for dear life. cas channeling his frustrations into crafting (badly). 

they sleep together half a dozen times before it gets really really good--before cas stops thinking and dean quits worrying; cas makes some lame joke when he’s half inside him and dean can’t stop laughing. they both realize that there are a lot of different ways and reasons to sleep together; that it can be intense and aggressive and slow and sweet and silly and fun.

there are good days and there are bad days, and one morning dean wakes up and realizes he doesn’t feel conflicted or ashamed anymore. one morning, cas looks at dean and realizes he actually really likes being human. are they absolutely obnoxious about their new discoveries? of course they are.

but sam and eileen have had to bear witness to every other obnoxious aspect of their relationship, so what’s one or two more?

#destiel #destiel fic #this is gonna be part of my big fix-it fic i think #we'll see #dean is bi #human!cas #adventures in fanfic