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Hello! I really liked your fanfic about mistletoe and I would like to submit my application. Can you write what type of girl the characters in the twisted wonderland like?

What Kind of Girl they Like

Summary: Fem! Reader What girl the twisted wonderland boys say they will fall for, versus who they will be attracted to.

CW: Fem! Reader, some of the boys are assholes with their answers, it's explained away in the who they end up with section, so take it with a grain of salt, also these are just my opinions. If you don't agree that's ok!

A/n:it is truly humbling how few of these I actually fit the description of 😭 also, feel free to send in an ask if you want the staff and non nrc boys, or a masc. Reader version (there are some differences for some of them for a male lover)

Masc Version gn! Version

Heartslaybul

Ace Trappola

What he says

"I dunno, she'd have a great bod and make me sandwiches. Kidding! Sevens, don't glare at me like that, I was just messing with ya! She's probably smart, and sweet as sugar, and let's me get into trouble. And a great bod wouldn't hurt- hey don't throw stuff at me!"

Who he ends up with

Ace is going to be naturally attracted to a girl he can "bring out the worst in." She probably starts out shy and quiet, then Ace adopts her into his friend group, and now they are sassing each other back and forth. She calls him out on his bullshit, and fights against his teasing with teasing of her own. But she also takes care of him when he's down. He's hiding a lot of insecurity under his cool guy exterior, so if she lets him snuggle, and lets him whine, and then whispers how much she loves him, he'll be a happy man. Also, side note, he's fine if you like sports, but if you know nothing about basketball, it means he gets to look really good when you come to his games. Just saying….

Deuce Spade

What he says

"Huh, I've never really thought about it. Um, I guess she's nice and funny, and isn't scared of my past. I'd also want her to be a little like you, Y/N….not that I like you! Well, I like you, not like like you, shit I'm sorry! This isn't sounding any better…"

Who he ends up with

He really means it when he says he wants someone like you. You're one of his first friends, and, in his mind, the person you date/marry should be your best friend. But if it's not you he ends up with, he will probably be attracted to a girl who's book smart, but less street smart. A little "dumb" like him, in a cute kind of way. He likes a cuddler, and maybe a girl who is shorter than him so that he can feel like he's swallowing her whole when he wraps his arms around her. Also, someone who encourages him and helps him with his homework/paperwork.

Riddle Rosehearts

What he says

"I don't have time for a relationship right now….but I think I want someone well behaved who follows the rules- what are you smirking at? Just because you're a rule breaker doesn't mean every girl is. I'd also like her to be in the medical profession. You know, someone who works the same profession as me so we have similar interests."

Who he ends up with

As much as he hates to admit it…he's attracted to rule breakers. Not as bad as Ace obviously, he's not trying to go gray early. But if she says something like "let's have a non herbal tea" when it's time for only herbal tea…damn what a rush. By the time he gets serious with someone, he'll be confident enough in himself to cut ties with his mother, so she has to be strong willed, and willing to live off of a low budget for a while. He'll need someone understanding, who knows he'll have relapses and be too much and too angry sometimes, and she has to be understanding of that, and encouraging of improvement, or he'll live with guilt for the rest of his life.

Trey Clover

What he says

"Someone who's willing to settle down and grow fat and old with me. You're laughing, but I'm going to be running my parents bakery, and feeding people is my love language. Speaking of, you better finish off that slice of cake before the others steal it."

Who he ends up with

Trey isn't that picky. He really means it when he says he wants someone to get old and fat with. That's his dream. Running a bakery with his wife by his side, and growing old together as your own kids grow up and bring home their own spouses. But he also wants a girl he can blindside with his sadistic side. Someone who'll enjoy that side of him, but also someone who easily forgets it's there. It makes things more fun for him.

Cater Diamond

What he says

"Ha ha someone trendy and totes hot. Someone totally cammable. Aw, are you jealous? Don't worry, you'll always be my fave girlie, even if you're not the girl I love."

Who he ends up with

Cater wants someone who won't disappear when he looks away. Yes, if she's "cammable" that's the first thing he's looking for, but when all is said and done, if she seems like she's going to be flaky, he won't take it too seriously either, as a defense mechanism. He needs a girl with mental endurance, because he's going to spend the beginning of the relationship trying to scare her off. Not that he wants to, he just needs to know he won't be left alone like he usually is. He is going to be attracted to a girl who humors his trends and magicam addiction, but who also sees through him. Someone balanced. She sees the real Cay Cay, but she's also willing to be his "trophy wife" online.

Savannaclaw

Jack Howl

What he says

"Oh, I uh, well someone who can keep up on a run with me I guess…"

Who he ends up with

Jack says he wants someone who can work out with him. And he would really be happy if he had a girl who was as active as him…but he'd also be happy with a curvy girl. He gets blushy thinking about holding someone soft and plush against his firm muscles. But he's flexible. In the end he won't choose his future wife based on appearance and activity. Wolf beastmen mate for life, so the main thing he is looking for is loyalty. Loyalty, and someone who would want to raise lots of kids with him. As long as you have those two traits, nothing else really matters to him.

Ruggie Bucchi

What he says

"Girlfriends are expensive, shihihi. Tell you what, you find me a lady with sticky fingers, and we'll eat the rich together."

Who he ends up with

This is a deflection. Ruggie loves the idea of a busy business wife, while he is a trophy househusband, cooking and cleaning for his high powered lady. He wants a strong woman who will scratch his ears and tell him he did such a good job! Then he'll draw her a bath, and massage her feet as she tells him about her day, then they'll snuggle and make out until they fall asleep…that's the dream anyway. He can be a little worker bee until you rise through the ranks, which you will, Ruggie has absolute faith in you. You guys can rob people early on if you have to. In short…Ruggie wants a dommish woman who will call him a good boy and keep him well fed.

Leona Kingscholar

What he says

"Body pillow"

"That's not-"

"Body pillow"

Who he ends up with

He's going to be attracted to a strong woman who whips his ass into shape. Someone who says, "Hey bitch, you're going to therapy, cause I love you and want you to be happy!" And then she actually makes him go. And when he does go, she rewards him with snuggles, and soft kisses. He wants a woman who's never scared of him, who's self assured, and is certain and vocal about her feelings for him.

Also, she has to accept that nighttime is when she's a body pillow. That's an absolute must.

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto

What he says

"Why do you wish to know? Are you attempting to reach my standards? Ha ha, let's see. A woman who is ethereal, who is willing to dress stunningly, and sit in my lap when I make deals, so that competitors can see what a high value man I am."

Who he ends up with

If that didn't make you want to throw up 🤢. He'll be attracted to someone who makes him feel beautiful in subtle ways. He knows how easy it is to spin a verbal web of lies. But there's some things you can't fake. Like allowing someone to rest on your lap, and caressing their hair. Or squeezing someone's hand gently when you have to let go. Or pressing a kiss to someone's cheek after you help them straighten their outfit. It's the soft romantic moments that'll speak to Azul when he finds his love. Aside from that, he's not looking for anything in particular. Just someone who makes him feel loved and beautiful.

Jade Leech

What he says

"Fu fu who's to say? Perhaps you are the woman of my dreams. Or not."

Who he ends up with

She's a woman who can see through him. She's someone who never compares him or confuses him for his twin. She's smart. Very smart. She eats his mushrooms and goes on hikes with him. She is patient with Floyd. What Jade is looking for….is female Jade. Someone like that is the only one who can truly keep up with him.

Floyd Leech

What he says

"Aw Shrimpy! Are you worried? Don't worry, whoever she is, I'll still squeeze ya!"

Who he ends up with

He's looking for someone fun. That's his only criteria. At least that's what he says. He can't be sure if he loves her because she's fun, or if she's fun because he loves her. In that sense, it's sort of a soulmate situation for Floyd. Whatever will be will be. He'll just know.

…

Also she has to be squeezable.

Scarabia

Kalim al Asim

What he says

"I love everybody!"

"But-"

"Have some of this ice cream, it's amazing!"

Who he ends up with

He wants someone he can spoil, but he doesn't know that. It's something in his subconscious. He doesn't want things in exchange either. So she has to be someone who is okay with being spoiled, and doesn't feel guilty about it. He's going to be attracted to someone who loves life like him, but also helps to keep him grounded. And if she has a spark of danger in her, oh man, he'll be simping so hard.

Jamil Viper

What he says

"I'm not going to even think about it until my freedom is assured. Kalim has promised, but it would be irresponsible to force someone into servitude with me."

Who he ends up with

Jamil is going to be attracted to a hard worker. Someone who's dedicated, and slightly serious. He's also looking for a girl who will see how hard he works, and pampers him from time to time. He's never been in charge of anything, so he likes being the boss of the household. Not that he doesn't see her as an equal! On the contrary, he wants his marriage to be a partnership. But the idea of having somewhere where he is king is definitely something he likes. She can rule the house from as well. They can split the time they rule over the household. They'll take turns being served and pampered.

Pomefiore

Epel Felmier

What he says

"Um, she knows I'm the boss. Wait, that came out misogynistic, sorry I jus mean she knows I'm manly and can support her an all that."

Who he ends up with

He says he wants a cutsie tiny housewife, so that he can be the manly man at the manliest job for mans. He really will be attracted to any girl who doesn't doubt his masculinity, nor call him cute. Someone who tells him that they feel safe and secure with him. He says he wants a short wife. But he's fine with any size or shape as long as she sees him as someone who can care for her.

Rook Hunt

What he says

"Mademoiselle trickster, I can find beauty in every woman."

Who he ends up with

What he says is actually true. He can and will fall in love with every kind of woman. It's hard to say who he will tie himself to, in the end. It'll be someone who he heavily bonds with and imprints on. It's a lot like with Floyd. Essentially a soulmate situation.

Vil Schoenheit

What he says

"Hm. Why do you want to know, potato? I suppose she's professional, and beautiful, and cares about her image enough that she doesn't cause a scandal."

Who he ends up with

The thing about Vil is, he's not that far off from Rook in his take on beauty. He doesn't so much believe in conventional beauty, or societal beauty standards. He knows everyone has an individual definition of health and beauty. When he says he's looking for a beautiful woman, he's looking for someone who's willing to reach her full potential. Or, more accurately, to allow him to help her reach her full potential. Vil never admits it, but he adores pampering and styling people. His love language is helping people look their best. So if she's someone who knows herself enough to know what style she likes, he'll appreciate it, and take up the mantle of doing the hard work, ie making outfits, styling hair and makeup, formulating skin care etc. TLDR, he wants a confident self possessed woman he can dress like a doll, and show off.

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud

What he says

"-------------" mutes ipad.

In his head, he doesn't think any woman would ever love him. But his dream woman is a sexy anime cat girl.

Who he ends up with

What he'll be attracted to is someone who is patient, speaks at a reasonable volume, and is assertive enough to make him leave his room. Essentially, winning Idia's heart is a siege. You'll have to starve him out. That's the patience bit. The reasonable volume comes from him being easily scared by loud noises. Assertive enough to make him leave his room…well that speaks for itself. He wants to believe he can be part of the outside world, and the girl he will fall for will be willing to show it to him.

Diasomnia

Sebek Zigvolt

What he says

"She is someone of noble bearing, who shall help me defend my liege!"

Who he ends up with

He'll fall for a woman who is stronger, mentally, physically, etc., than him. A woman who can put him in his place. A woman who speaks, and it makes him shut up, and sit pretty. She's assertive, and can come off as abrasive to others but to Sebek? Sevens, he'd die for a smidgen of her affection.

Silver

What he says

"I don't think it's worth it to try and define the girl I'll fall in love with. There are so many wonderful women, and my father always told me that love is the greatest mystery in this world. Who's to say who I'll fall in love with?"

Who he ends up with

Silver will fall for someone soft. The entire romance will be soft. Soft caresses in the moonlight. Soft kisses in the morning. Soft fingers gently intertwining. She'll be empathetic about his sleep condition, never blaming him since it's not his fault. She'll be gentle with his animal friends. She'll be sweet and kind and the very image of a Disney Princess. I'm picturing Aurora, actually. How ironic.

Lilia Vanrouge

What he says

"Fu Fu Fu wouldn't you like to know."

Who he ends up with

Lilia can and has fallen for every kind of woman. He's lived a long time. He's had the time to romance lots of women. What he'd probably fall for in this stage of his life, is someone he can tease, and play around with, but who is also ready to settle down a little bit. Someone who enjoys the little things in life. He's getting a little old. He wants to build onto his family that he already has. Silver can stand to have three or ten more siblings, right?

Malleus Draconia

What he says

"You."

Who he ends up with

You.

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l0standn0tf0und · 5 months

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damn perfect hair and damn marvelous eyes

george weasley x fem!reader (hints on short!bookworm!fem!reader)

words| +- 4400

in short| classic story. George falls in love with his best friend. nothing more and nothing less

warnings| my english, angst, fluffy ending, mention of sex and long ranting about George's feelings

author’s note| it's supposed to be a short one. About 1000 words or so, but I got excited. and well, I tried to make it George's pov. because, you know, ✨️his pov✨️. also, it's my first scribbling in two years. enjoy))

He has been with other girls. He'd even said he has been with a lot of other girls.

There were a couple of girls he dated for a while. There were those he just fucked with. A quickie after a Quidditch match won't hurt anyone. It doesn't matter whether he won this match or not. He's well aware of the fact, that girls like him. But none of these so-called relationships were serious. Perhaps this was because he didn't consider any of them as something serious.

He tried this relationship thing because he was curious, what it's like to date a girl. But during his dates, bringing a cup, all painted with tiny violets, to his lips and listening to the chatter of his now ex-girlfriend, he thought that she'd never say such a thing and she'd never order such a lusciously sweet cupcake. And she wouldn't have dragged him to Madam Puddifoot's in the first place.

After smashing Hufflepuff to smithereens on the Quidditch field, he pressed some Ravenclaw's back to one of the walls in the locker room, pounding deep into her, hearing this girl's moans become louder with each thrust. He caught himself thinking about what her moans would sound like. Would she be filthy and loud underneath him or her moans would be more shaky and soft?

He wouldn't say any of these girls were bad, unattractive, or something like that. Just the opposite, all of them were great. But they simply weren't…her. She got deep under his skin, intertwined with his veins, and blossomed in his lungs. She was his Flower. That's how he called her.

George remembers clearly well how it started. No, not his feelings, they started so naturally, that he didn't even notice how he fell for her. George remembers clearly well how he started calling her flower. This happened back in the second year, during History of Magic. He was getting more and more bored by the second in that stuffy classroom. And there was nothing unusual about it. He got bored very easily. So he quietly began scribbling in the corner of her parchment. He remembers the angry look little Y/N gave him as she carefully pushed her piece of paper away from the redhead. She was also bored but did her best to focus on Professor Binns' words. But George continued, all smiling and trying to stifle his giggles caused by her irritation. At some point, his incomprehensible doodles began to look like something that resembled Professor Binns, but his glasses and mustache were abnormally large compared to everything else. She smiled, took George's hand, and carefully drew a tiny flower on his wrist, before returning her attention to Professor. It took him a while to find out what exactly she drew with so neat lines. It looked like an iris or daffodil, he couldn't tell exactly and she didn't know either. But after that she became flower. His flower.

And now George is sitting in the library. He came here to at least start an essay on Potions. Snape become ruthless lately, so it was easier to work in a group on this 5-page assignment about Golpalott's Third Law. That's how he, Y/N, Fred, and Lee ended up in the library. George knew that this was one of her favorite places at Hogwarts. Two and a half hours earlier, when they had passed Madam Pince's stern gaze, he almost unconsciously walked to her favorite table, between the Poetry and Reference sections.

George's re-reading the same sentence in the book for the seventh time. There's something about the idea that a whole product is greater than the sum of its parts, but he can't really understand its meaning because he's thinking about her. It would be more accurate to say that he's thinking about what Lee and Fred had said about her. The evening before, his twin, the only person in this world who was closer to George than Y/N, again claimed that his love was mutual. Fred constantly tried to push him to confess his feelings. His argumentation was always the same. Fred said that he’s older, which means wiser, and he sees everything, how she steals glances at his little shy brother in classes and how she blushes just as much when George is near. But that evening, Lee has added some new information, which George still tries to process and connects with everything else these two have been telling him through the years.

George returns to yesterday in his thoughts. He was lying on his bed again, hopelessly pressing his face into the soft fabric of the pillow, while these two opened the Pandora's box again. Sometimes it seemed to George that they were enjoying this ranting about his 'unrequited' love situation over and over again.

"Ok, look, if she felt nothing but platonic stuff, she'd not be this frustrated when she found out about you and Jane" Lee spoke in a devious voice, getting more comfortable on his bed.

"Wasn't it Jade?" Fred's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Doesn't matter, I mean this Hufflepuff blondie with the ribbon"

"She's Janis" George sighed. He remembered this relationship, which lasted just over a month or so. Janis was nice, but she talked a bit too much. And this black ribbon, which she constantly wore as a headband, pissed him off. He admitted that the ribbon matched well with her uniform and emphasized the brightness of her hair. But something was wrong with it.

"I thought she was Jade"

"Anyway, why are you telling me about this now?" curiosity and a slight note of annoyance were noticeable in George's voice "It was quite a long ago."

"Look, mate. I'm your friend, right?" Lee sat down, crossed his legs, and the blanket crumpled under his weight. One more movement and the red piece of cloth would end up on the floor. "But I'm her friend as well. She knows that I know. And knows that I overheard that conversation of hers. And I promised, I won't blab it to you…But as it turns out, I'm not the best secret keeper and I'm more of a friend to you than to Y/N"

To tell the truth, Lee was a great secret keeper. Just like he was a great friend. This made George seriously wonder why Lee broke the promise. And so unceremoniously 'blabbed' everything to him. What if he's really as blind as he was told and doesn't see obvious things. He doesn't deny the possibility that she liked him too. More precisely, he doesn't want to deny it. He hopes that Y/N also feels something that crosses the boundaries of friendship. Even if her feelings aren't as strong and all-consuming as his. As if time collapses into one tiny speck and explodes at light speed every time George sees her. He hopes for at least something, for at least a tiny feeling, a tiny sparkle in her heart that flares up at the sight of the tall redhead.

Many times he imagined and replayed in his head the moment he would confess his feelings. Tell her how all the sounds around become quiet when he hears her laugh, how each and every touch imprints and burns on his skin. He dreamed, how he would tell how much he loved her, that he could finally be honest and reveal everything that was in his head and heart.

But the younger twin thinks the stakes are too high. And maybe he's right because she thinks the same thing to herself. Even though George wants more, he doesn't want to risk everything he has right now. His eyes begin to water and a lump rises in his throat every time he assumes he could lose Y/N. His flower. He knows her too well to predict what would happen next if his feelings weren't mutual. Their communication will become awkward, they both will be cautious and afraid of saying or doing something wrong. And then, after some time of this weird communication, their connection will fade away. And even if his love is mutual, what if he and Y/N don’t work out as a couple? What then?

He can't let their previous and future years of friendship go down the drain. Y/N was the first person he and Fred met on the Hogwarts Express. And from the very first year and the very first greeting, the three of them became inseparable. Always together.

She wanted to be a prefect, so she avoided detentions and tried not to get involved in their pranks directly. But Y/N was always there, helped to plan each of their mischiefs, assisted with new inventions, and saved him and his brother from professors. George can't remember how many times she rescued them from Filch while she was patrolling the corridors. He was so proud of her last year when she finally received this little silver pin that gave her extra authority and responsibilities.

George can't imagine Christmas without Y/N now. She visits the Burrow every year and his mom adores her. Perhaps because Y/N helps with cooking more than anyone else in this house. But George can imagine in detail how hard his mother would scold him if he suddenly announce that Y/N won't come for winter break this year because he's an idiot and they stopped talking to each other.

It's not Christmas without having a snowball fight with her and Fred in the backyard. At some point, she always tries to throw Fred into the snow. But due to the obvious height difference and Fred's strength privilege, she never succeeds in this. So she's becoming the one who's giggling on the ground, covered with snow. George always laughs at this little performance while his very kind twin scatters her down with even more snow.

George's envious of his brother in some way. Fred has never seen Y/N as more than a friend or a second sister. He's envious that his twin's heart doesn't ache as much as his does. And his older brother doesn't have to make such a difficult decision. No, George doesn't wish his brother pain. No way. He just doesn't want to suffer himself. George understands, that he's not just at risk of losing her, but also at risk of depriving Fred of his best friend too. If he and Y/N don't work out, what will happen to her friendship with Fred? Yes, perhaps they will be able to maintain some thread of communication. But they certainly won’t be best friends like they are now. George wouldn't handle it. He believes that it's better to be content with the small moments he has than to lose everything.

"Where are you going?" Fred's question snaps the younger twin out of his thoughts. He's still in the library and didn’t even notice how the chair next to him became empty, as Y/N headed towards one of the sections.

“I need this book, about…” her words meet Fred's raised eyebrows "I just need another book"

A quiet “uh-huh,” sounds either from Fred or Lee as her back is already hidden between the shelves full of colorful covers.

George looks for a while longer after Y/N. If someone raised their head from studies or books and glanced at the redhead, they would see the gears turning in his head.

“I…” George moves away from the table. Legs of the chair slide across the floor with a quiet rustle. He tries to come up with some kind of a reason, but Lee is faster.

“We got it, loverboy in shining armor, go already and help your princess” In response George groanes, and a quiet "fuck off" slips from his lips as he heads after his 'princess'. He doesn't know why he decided to follow Y/N. He just wants to. Perhaps he simply feels calmer when she's around, she gives him a feeling of warmth and home just by being near.

And there she is, just three bookshelves away. George can understand why she likes spending time in the library, although he doesn't share this sympathy. It's quiet and peaceful here. High ceilings, impressive columns, and alive stained glass windows are throughout Hogwarts, but they look especially charming in this place. Perhaps it's the specific lighting or the huge number of cabinets filled with old parchment and colored bindings. And, to be honest, he likes the smell of books. There is something about that scent that the redhead can't explain.

Y/N walks along the shelf at the end of the bookrack. Her gaze runs along the top row of colored spines, searching for what she needs. Her hair is up in a messy, almost domestic, bun and secured with a wand. But some strands fell down, framing her face and descending down her neck. The tie hangs loosely around her neck. She undid it after half an hour in the library.

George just stands there and admires her for a while, unable to tear his gaze away. It seems to him as if a soft golden glow surrounds each curve of her glorious body. And this light calls him to come closer. None of the other girls looked like her in his eyes. He swallows, breaks out of this perfect trance, and quietly heads to her.

The girl stands on the very tips of her black shiny shoes. Her fingers almost touch that very book on the top shelf. "Why the hell do they always shove the most useful stuff so far away?" Y/N thinks to herself before long fingers touch the cover of the "Ingredient Encyclopedia". She sees as right above her head a familiar freckled hand takes the faded green binding from its place.

"You're welcome, flower" Y/N turns around at the sound of the voice and finds herself trapped between the worn books and George.

The corners of his lips lift slightly and the younger twin can feel the warmth approaching his cheeks. He can't control it and, to be honest, he doesn't care when she's only millimeters away.

Her "Thank you" is so quiet that George isn't sure she actually said it. Their eyes meet, and it seems to redhead that everything that happened next was in slow motion.

She just wanted to take the book. Such an innocent action. She inhales sharply as her fingertips accidentally brush his hand. He feels high-voltage sparks come from this touch and spread further throughout his whole body and explode where his heart is.

They both froze, not breathing and not breaking an eye contact. George could swear he was ready to give everything he had to live in this moment forever. Just standing next to her in an empty section of the Hogwarts library. Looking into her eyes, losing himself in their depths. And feel the warmth radiating from her hand on his.

Earlier, he thought he'd be nervous at a moment like this but he isn't. He just stares at her eyes, then at her parted lips. "George, don’t do it" he repeats to himself. His fingers shudder imperceptibly with the thought of taking her wand from messy hair, so her locks would fall freely on her fragile shoulders. "Control yourself". He's trying, so damn hard trying not to bury his hands into these shiny strands and pull her into a kiss. It takes all his strength not to. And George doesn't know what happened. Was it Y/N's rosy blush and his brother's words about mutuality flashing through his head. Was it her, standing so close that he could smell his amortentia coming from the girl.

But he gives up. George bends down, without even thinking about it, and presses his lips to hers

George pulls away even faster than he has leaned toward her. There is exposed fear in his widely opened eyes. Eyebrows are raised as the realization crushes his thoughts. His mouth opens and closes without making any sound. It seems that he's more shocked by his own action than Y/N herself.

He fucked up. He knows it.

Y\N stands there still. And this is the first time in the redhead's life that he can't read the emotions of his best friend. "Ingredient Encyclopedia" is still in her palm, but George abruptly pulls his hand away, losing all the warmth she provided to him.

"I'm…I'm sorry" is the only thing he mumbles before storming away from the book section, from the library, from her.

George almost knocks down a first-year with a blue tie when he rushes out around the corner. He fucked up. Y/N didn’t respond to his kiss, she didn’t react at all. She just froze in place. George doesn't understand how he could let himself do this. He shouldn't have. He heads towards the huge wooden door with such speed that some students' parchments fly off their desks. He doesn't notice this, nor the questions from Fred and Lee, that meet his broad back, nor the comments of the furious Madam Pince.

She appears around the corner shortly after George, calling his name. She throws the book on the table and quickly walks past her friends. The faded green binding slides across the wooden surface and lands near Lee's inkpot. Another millimeter and the small glass jar would have been knocked down and poured a black liquid onto the pieces of parchment, only half written with essay.

"For Merlin's sake, what is going on?"

“I'll bet you a galleon that George confessed to her and ran away” Fred speaks with a sly grin, shifting his gaze from the hurrying Y/N to his dormmate.

"Too much drama for these two, don't you think?"

"So…?"

"You're on" Lee agrees, moving the book away from his writings. He only managed to write the introduction and the beginning of the first few theses. It was far from 5 pages but it was at least something and definitely more than George wrote.

George walks through the library entrance. He feels like everything is crumbling inside him as he walks. The sound of his heart pounding in the ears muffles the voice calling his name somewhere behind the back.

"George!…"

He is supposed to be happy. He finally did what he had dreamed of for many years. He finally kissed the girl he was so hopelessly in love with. But instead, he feels as if a dozen Dementors attacked him. All of the hope and happiness have been sucked out of the world.

"George!…"

He'd better get away from here as fast as possible. He'd explain himself later. He'd better get to his safe space. But where should he go if he felt safe only next to her?

"George!….for Merlin's sake!….. I can't keep up with you!"

He recalls everything in his head, from what happened a minute ago to the first time he saw Y\N. He understands that all those happy moments, the tenderness, the memories they both made and the plans for the future, are all gone. He's so disappointed and so angry with himself.

"George!…"

"What?!" He stops and turns around, seeing the girl almost running along the empty corridor of Hogwarts, approaching him.

George heard her calling him. But he's not ready to face the consequences. Not now. He needs time to pull himself back together and come up with something. But he gives up. Again.

"What do you wanna hear, Y|N?!" His hands shoot up in a questioning gesture. "That I'm head over heels in love with you? With your damn perfect hair and damn marvelous eyes! With your damn angelic laughter, which drowns out all other sounds for me! And I even with the way your brows frown when you're concentrated!"

"Georgie…" He doesn't seem to notice her soft voice but continues. She wants to say something, but his confession is unstoppable. And she understands this, so she decides to just let him rant.

"Or do you wanna hear that you became a fixed point in my mind where my thoughts always come back to? That I randomly grin to myself like an idiot when I think about anything related to you. I don't know when exactly I fell for you. But it feels like I've always loved you. You're doing something to me, no one else ever could. You make me feel special and not just another poor Weasley or the second clown of Hogwarts. Every damn time you make me feel important because of who I am and not because I'm the beater or I'm the easiest way to get to Fred." His voice became calmer with each sentence. The irritated raised tone turns into his normal deep timbre, and then it will turn into a soft mumbling. " And you make all of my anxiety and worries turn off just by your presence. I was so fucking angry with myself and you did something I dunno how to explain. So now I can't be this angry. And you are…you are just….you"

She stands next to him. Almost as close as it was back then in the library. Perhaps if George wasn't so nervous, he'd realize that he liked the scent of books because it was her scent. Every time she left the library after spending several hours there, she had this slightest scent on her. It mixed with her perfume and shampoo, so it was impossible to separate and difficult to notice it.

"Are you done?" George doesn't know what to do and just nods his ginger head. Then she rises on her tiptoes and neat fingers finds the collar of his white shirt and pulls it towards her, forcing George to lean forward. Her lips touch his. Again. Only for a few seconds but this makes him blush even more, if it's possible. His freckles aren't this noticeable anymore.

The girl pulls away, the heels of her shoes meet the cold floor and her hands slide onto George's chest. But he continues to stand slightly bent forward, batting his eyelashes. She still has to lift her head slightly to look him in the eyes. In the future, this height difference will piss her off sometimes, but he'll enjoy it endlessly, liking this even more every time.

George stares deeply into her eyes, trying to understand what just happened. But he feels that he can breathe again. And somewhere inside, where his soul is, irises and daffodils and all the other flowers start to blossom slowly. Did she really kiss him? But earlier…

"But you've…." His eyebrows furrow as the puzzles are slowly coming together in his head.

"I was taken by surprise" She explains as she watches his face soften, lips rise into a wide grin that he can't stop. And why the hell should he stop it. "And you didn't give me time to understand what's going on"

George covers her hand with his own. That hand that's laying so peacefully on his rapidly beating heart.

“Sorry,” he chuckles, millimeters from her face. She can feel his breath on her lips, like a ghost kiss, dragging the moment before he crushes his lips down on hers into another real one.

Her lips are soft, almost silken, and pillowy against his own. This kiss is not just a peck, like the previous ones. This time George can understand that her lips are not exactly what he thought. Her lips feel thousands of times better than he could ever imagine. He finally feels relieve and all the world's happiness. All the happiness he supposed to feel. Happiness, that had been accumulating for a long time and didn't leave the palace of his dreams, Finally to escape to freedom. His palms find their place around her waist as he pulls her closer, forcing their bodies to collapse into each other, holding each other as tightly as humanly possible. Her hands shoot up to his hair, slowly letting her fingers slip into ginger strands. He kisses Y/N like he has never kissed anyone else before. With all the tenderness and love he has kept locked in his heart till this moment. George doesn’t see this, but he feels how the gray world around him is filled with colors again. The warmth spreads all over his body and his brain stops working properly.

This girl, this bright and breathtaking girl, is his. Their lips moved softly, delicately, and almost innocently before. But Y/N is driving him insane and intoxicate him with the sweet smell of her body. He can feel her hand slide to his nape and she lightly runs fingers up along his neck. Tiny soft moans escape his lips in the surprise of the goosebumps this action sent down his body. As a response, George brings up his freckled hands to cup her face. His calloused fingers caress her flushed cheeks as he nibbles her lower lip, not so hard to hurt, but enough for Y/N to feel it. Now it's her turn to let out a small, barely audible moan, which makes him break out into a shit-eating grin.

The girl gently pulls away, while George still holds her face in his warm hands.

"I love you too, Georgie. And your damn perfect hair and damn marvelous eyes"

Bonus:

He lets out a giggle caused by quoting. He's unable to open his eyes for a few moments after this kiss, a huge smile on his face

"But…"

"But…?" The question sounds teasing even though his voice is hoarse.

"We have an essay to finish. It's due tomorrow, and you haven't even written a sentence yet." she wrinkles her nose in a taunting way.

"Nooooo" Redhead lets out a groan, throwing his head back. "Don't make me do this, Flower"

"I won't write it for you" She kisses his pouty lips as a response to the puppy gaze he gave her. Y/N frees herself from his cozy grip and heads towards the library. "You'd better write at least something unless you prefer scrubbing cauldron instead of…let's say…sneaking into Hogsmeade."

George catches up with her a couple of seconds later. He slightly leans down just for a moment to catch her hand in his and intertwine their fingers.

"Y/N…." he tries this 'puppy gaze trick' again.

"Fine." She sighs in defeat "I will help you with a plan and theses, but you will write it yourself."

George breaks into a smile once again and brings her hand to his lips, leaving kisses on her knuckles. Well, the thesis for Someone's Third Law is at least something. Plus, he’s sure that he’s sure Y/N will write his essay as soon as she finishes hers. And, to be honest, Fred's too.

After some time, when they are a meter from the huge wooden door, George suddenly wonders.

"Galleons or Sickles?"

"What?"

"Galleons or Sickles?" He repeats, opening the door in front of Y/N

"Wait, you're wondering how much they bet on us, aren't you?"

George overtakes the girl, ending up in front of her, and leans down so that their eyes are at the same level. He shoves his hands into pockets and wrinkles his nose therefore mocking Y/N's previous actions.

"I'll bet a Galleon that Lee owes Fred a Galleon"

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glorious-imagines · 3 months

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The Gala .II

TW: Mentions of Premature Birth

p1 p2 p3

"So, you and Conner?" Wally inquires as he sips some insanely expensive wine.

Y/n scoffs, "Yeah, we've been talking for a while. He's..." she shrugs.

"So you're not actively pursuing a romantic relationship with him?"

"No, I am... I mean, maybe?"

"Sounds like your heart isn't entirely in it."

"Conner's great. He really is. He treats me like I'm the center of his universe...

"But he's not Jason."

Y/n didn't like that he knew exactly where her thoughts were. But Wally was right. And she felt awful about it. "I hurt a lot less than I did in the beginning. Conner is the reason for that."

Wally takes her hand and leads her to the dance floor. "Think you can waltz and talk?"

There's a slight tingle of warmth in Y/n's nose as she allows Wally to take the lead. Her mouth quirked up wistfully as she glided across the floor. "You know, Jason is the one that taught me to Waltz."

"Really?"

"It was our first not-date."

"Not date?" Wally gently spun them.

"Ugh, I was so against romance in the beginning."

"Why?"

"Love hurts like hell. Bastard before Jay was a dickhead. But we're not talking about them." When Wally takes a step forward, Y/n takes a step back.

"Some other time, then."

"Anyway, Jason suggested we go on a date, but as friends. Of course, I was skeptical. 'men are garbage people' was my mantra. But Shana said, 'at best you have a good time; at worst you never talk to him again.' So, I went. Turns out he teaches a class on the Waltz to inner-city kids."

"Clearly, it worked."

"I didn't know then, but I fell for him that day. Like, of all the things he can teach those kids, why'd he choose the Waltz?" Y/n's laugh carried to those around her who laughed even though they didn't know what was said.

"It must have been love at first sight for him. And I can see why." He twirls Y/n away and then back into his arms as the song draws to a close.

Y/n sighed dejectedly. "He just had to go and ruin everything."

Wally pulls her into a hug. "Try giving Conner a proper go. He might surprise you."

"Thanks, Wa-"

"Please don't tell me y'all're having heart to hearts." Shana interrupts; she and her sister Meia looking rather disappointed in her.

Wally smiles brightly as he leans in to kiss Meia. "You can't just decide where to have a heart to heart."

"I hope you don't mind if I steal my beloved for a dance." Meia asks politely.

Y/n feigns shock. "Your boyfriend? Flirting with me when you have such a beautiful woman, already?" Everyone laughs when Meia tries to hide her face.

"See ya, Meia. If you see our third, lemme know so we can get him drunk as hell." Meia gives Shana a thumbs up before Shana drags Y/n to the bar. ... After his confrontation with Conner, Jason went to look for Y/n. He was serious about telling her everything. She deserved to know what a bastard Conner was. Like, yeah, maybe she didn't want to be with him. But he'd be damned if she stayed with someone who'd manipulate her life.

He was like a guided storm as he moved through people. Forcing them to break apart from one another and make way for him. He was determined to protect you from assholes. Conner being one of the highest order.

Then he heard her laugh. Saw her bright smile. His heart stuttered. His storm faltered, and he stood there. Gaping in awe of her. She was with Conner. Genuinely laughing at something he had said. Conner seemed to be embarrassed, trying to hide in his hands. Then she leaned up and kissed his hands before taking them away from his face. Her smile intact, she told him--

And Jason had to force himself to turn away. They were having such an intimate moment. Like they'd been together all this time. And he—he was intruding. He'd known her for so long. Had learned all her intricacies, her tells. Now, someone else was learning them. And he was an intruder. It hurt. Like hell. Like she'd stabbed him with a jagged and rusty knife, and Conner had twisted it.

His phone vibrated in his chest pocket. He took a breath. And then another. And one more. It was hard to collect himself when the object of his affection was twenty feet away. Being affectionate with not him. Breathe. Beathe again. In and out. Once his heart steadied and the sting in his eyes disappeared, he answered his phone.

"Jay, it's Gabby. We need to talk. Like now, right now."

"Why the urgency? You sound like you found a dead body." A beat of silence, and he was neverous that she'd known whoever she found. "Who is--"

"I didn't find a body, dumbass." She interrupted quickly. "Meet me at mine." And she hangs up.

He didn't like the sound of Gabby like this. All disoriented and vague. S'not like her at all. Well, least he had an excuse to leave. Being here was hell. He beelined straight to the nearest exit without looking back at Y/n.

He was at her place in thirty minutes. He'd decided to take public transportation. He ran into some school kids bullying another. He put a stop to it and gave the bullied his number for emergencies.

He pounded on her door. "Gabby, open up." He bangs some more.

She swung her door open, features fixed in a less than pleased grimace—a hand on her hip and one on the door. "Banging on my door like you the damn police!"

Jason chuckled; he knew she hated when he did that, obviously. "Next time answer the door faster."

"Get in here." She says and leads him to her bedroom.

He takes a seat on her bed, his hand going under her pillow to grab whatever snack she had there. "Ooh, gummy bears." He pops a couple in his mouth. "Why am I here?"

"So, I went to your place like you asked. With the pies. Isabel let me in, of course. She was all huffing and stuff. I didn't think much of it because she's pregnant. Figured every time she moved, it was like a workout because she's got to carry three bodies." She paused her incessant pacing to speak to him directly. "Which she is fucking huge, by the way. I am never having kids for as long as I live. You know any doctors--"

"Gabs, focus." Jason interrupts her babbling. And babbling wasn't like her. He glanced down, and she kept tapping her index fingers to her thumbs. "Just rip the bandaid, Gabby.

"There was someone there. He was naked except for a towel--"

"S'not like she and I are together in the sense that she can't be with other guys--"

"Lemme finish. Long story short, her water broke--"

Jason shot up with alarm. "What?! Gabby lead with that! She's months too early--!"

She put a hand on his chest and sat him back down. "Let. Me. Finish." She enunciated more sternly. "I saw the twins. They're adorable."

"Gabby," he warned.

"I had a friend of mine do a DNA test on them."

He glared at her. "Thats a line. How the hell would you have gotten--?"

"One of your many visits to the diner, duh. I was already in the process of it anyway."

"What?!" His anger suddenly flared.

"You're my friend! Of course I was gonna do it!" She huffs, frowning and shaking her head slowly. "Okay, yeah, no, I'm sorry. That was shitty of me. I promise not to do that again, and if you never trust me, I will understand."

Jason huffs too, his shoulders sagging like a weight lifted. "No, it's fine. I mean, it's not, and you definitely crossed a line, but... I get it. I... I kinda thought about it, too. I just wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt."

They both take a seat on her bed. She gently takes his hand in hers as he leans against her. "They're not mine, are they...?"

"Do you want them to be?" She whispers slowly, and he looks at her questionably. "Let me start off by saying the babies are fine. They're in that box thingy that keeps premature babies alive. Doctor says they'll have to stay there till they can breathe and eat on their own."

Jason nods along. "And Isabel?"

"Also, fine. Obviously, she needs to heal, but she'll be in there for significantly less time than the twins. Now, as I was saying, Isabel doesn't know that you know the truth. And after everything that's happened," she squeezes his hand a bit. "If you want to be a father to them, it's your decision to make."

"Thanks, Gabby. Never go behind my back like this again, but thanks."

~~~ I have no idea what a waltz actually looks like, so don't quote me on anything that I wrote 🤷🏿

Wait, should I have tagged Conner x Reader? 🤔

#jason todd #jason todd imagine #red hood #red hood imagine #jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #dc universe imagines #glori imagines #conner kent x reader

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angelisgonnastartchangingurls · 14 days

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tom

for the next few weeks, annie's life was very steady and predictable. she saw tom often. they went on dates, and they went back to his apartment and had lots and lots of sex. this was done with very little regard for the fact that alicia was still there -- no longer in the wheelchair, but still so unsteady on her feet that, for instance, tom had to help her in and out of the bath. annie was sure he didn't mind.

annie was loud in bed with tom, and tom was a talker. he loved telling annie what a good girl she was as he jerked off against her tongue.

tom could really fuck. annie could tell he was always paying attention to what she liked and leaning harder into it. every time they fucked she came harder or came more often, except sometimes, when tom sensed her desire to be used, and fucked her with no regard for her pleasure, leaving her to masturbate when he was done. she loved that.

alicia saw annie naked all the time -- annie had kept up with shaving her pussy, just because. but she also saw tom -- tom was not disciplined at all about closing his bedroom door, and so alicia frequently passed by as annie was blowing him or he was railing her hard from behind on the bed.

annie never saw alicia in less than her underwear, but tom told her when she wasn't around, alicia was "almost always" either bottomless or topless.

annie thought about them when, late at night she'd go home to robbie, and if casey hadn't been over to drain his balls, annie would do it on her behalf. what would tom and alicia think of this, she thought to herself as she guided robbie's cock into her pussy. it was becoming a rare thing, though, she and robbie. they both had someone they were getting serious about.

one evening, at tom's, annie and alicia got stoned while tom was out picking up dinner, and alicia asked annie if she'd help her with something delicate. "sure," annie said. "what do you need?"

"my hands are too shaky to shave my pussy properly," alicia said.

"say no more," annie said, taking her to the bathroom.

annie helped alicia shave everything, and she was dressed by the time tom got back.

"what did you two get up to?" he asked as they sat down to dinner.

"annie helped me shave my pussy," alicia said cheerily.

"really?" tom laughed.

alicia stood up and pulled down her jeans and shorts.

"nice handiwork," tom told annie.

"don't put them back on," annie told her. alicia let her shorts and panties drop.

"are we doing bottomless dinner?" tom asked.

annie stood up and pulled down her jeans and panties. "yeah." she said.

"okay," tom said. he stood up and pulled down his pants and boxers.

they laughed, sitting at the table, all bottomless.

"do you and your brother do this at home?" alicia teased.

"not specifically," annie said. "but we see each other naked constantly."

"was it always like that?" alicia asked.

"no," annie said. "i really feel like as a big sister i failed at that when we were teens. like, he should have been spying on my friends and me having lesbian encounters in the shower, right? what good is a sister for otherwise?"

"that was our aunt ellen," alicia said.

"she was the best," tom said.

they told her about ellen, her mom's younger sister, a wild, gay hippie who was in her early 20s when alicia and tom were teens. she'd given alicia weed, and had emailed tom a link to her friend's blog -- the friend was a photographer who took nude photos of ellen and her friends. tom told annie he would visit his aunt's apartment after school, and she would do things like take off her skirt and walk him through her anatomy. "she was never wearing underwear," tom said.

annie asked if she had a nice hippie bush, and tom said "no, no, she was always waxed."

"that's a very specific era of hippie," annie observed. she clocked that everyone was speaking of ellen in the past tense. she'd killed herself before her 30th birthday, alicia explained.

they walked around bottomless after dinner, enjoying the silliness and the sexiness of it. annie and tom made out on the couch and tom got hard in full view of alicia. when annie went to sit on tom's cock, he moved her to the bedroom, though.

that night, after two hard fucks, tom told annie something alicia didn't know about their aunt ellen. a few months before she died, tom said, ellen had invited him to an orgy at her apartment. tom had been 21 at the time, and had gone. "obviously," he laughed.

tom being a man of notable cock size, he'd quickly attracted attention at the orgy, which, he'd told annie -- he'd walked into in full swing already, everyone fully naked. he said there had been about 15 people there -- 6 men, 9 women. ellen had come right up to him at the door and undressed him, and then, as one of ellen's friend's sucked his cock, he'd watched his aunt fuck a man on an ottoman across from him. he said that as luck would have it, most of the men came within a few minutes of his arrival, and so for a brief time he was the only hard cock in the room, and the women had lined up to try his big shaft. he said it was obviously a record he'd never broken -- penetrating nine women in something like 10 minutes.

"wait," annie said, grinning. "all nine?"

tom smiled. "yes, all nine women in the apartment."

he said ellen hadn't even gone last -- she'd ridden him right in the middle of the group. the evening had gone on with lots more fucking and sucking, but tom had primarily spent it with two other women. but, he explained, everyone filtered out at the end of the night, and he'd stuck around. he'd taken a shower with ellen -- both of them were covered in cum. and ellen had asked him if he had ever fucked a girl in the ass, and he said no, and she'd said, "want to try?"

"she was your first?" annie said.

"yeah," he said. "and i lasted like 40 minutes because i'd already cum three times."

"that's so hot," annie said.

"i knew you'd think so," he said.

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a-libra-writes · 1 year

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Ello! may I please request some of the Lackadaisy characters reacting to a ridiculously tall male reader joining their crew?- like hit their head on every doorframe tall?/jk- but in all seriousness, maybe like 8ft or something?

okay im going for like 7ft or so because that SLIGHTLY more reasonable but not by much; idgaf tho this is funny. Also if you will please imagine this as a lanky ass oriental cat a la Pangur of pangur-and-grim fame. also featuring lots of bi cats, because I say so.

Lots under the cut!

♣️Rocky - Oh!! That's a big one! He makes endless "how's the weather up there" jokes (some are so weird) and has lots of ... stories ("St. Louis' very own creature from the river bottoms, only arising when the fog is heaviest!"); it really brings him back to his circus barker days. The first time you picked him up he was momentarily stunned, also he may or may not have climbed up you like a kitten when something startled him. It only happened once, okay? He's also fond of swatting at your absurdly long tail, as in it distracts him mid-sentence and he just has to take a swipe. Look, this probably won't awaken anything in him.

♣️Freckle - First thought? Terrifying, even when you bonked your head pretty bad on the doorframe. Okay, well, you were a little less scary after the third time. He's used to being smaller than most men, but something about you just towering is nothing short of creepy, especially if you have a more tough or intense personality. If you're a kinder soul, Freckle relaxes much faster. When you both have to pile into the back of the car, he feels really awkward about how you have to contort and twist yourself. Jeez, that doesn't look comfortable ... and somehow it makes him feel a lot smaller, which he doesn't appreciate.

♣️Ivy - Omiiigossshhh, the girls at school are not gonna believe this. She beelines to you right away, delighted with the novelty she's discovered. Naturally she wants to dance, and she'd be so shocked and delighted if you were elegant in spite of your lankiness - that'll get her a crush right away. Don't worry, if you're more clumsy, you're still cute! She thinks everything you do is "cute", even if you have the face of a thug and the body of a furry noodle. Having to scoot into cars, towering over the bar when you sit on a stool, your shirt sleeves nearly going to your elbows? Cute! She'd love to buy you something real fancy that fit, she just knows you'd look sharp.

♣️Mitzi - Oh. Oh my. Not her usual taste, but with the right clothes and some pomade, well, you'd be a proper gentleman. Mitzi is already plotting to get you a nice suit made, and good naturedly notes you ought to eat more or the wind will knock you right over. She already feels small next to Atlus and Viktor, but that's doubled with you. Sometimes it makes her a little uncomfortable, but she knows you don't mean to cause the discomfort. If she got you a real nice suit and a gun, you'd be an excellent guard for when she's out and about ...

♣️Viktor - He tries to recall the last time he was this much shorter than someone ... When he was twelve, perhaps? He feels zero intimidation from you, though. Viktor's confident he could snap you in half if need be. Hm, if they got some muscle on you, you might be able to handle some serious firepower... He thinks on it. Oh, and now he isn't the only one having to dodge doorframes. If you're a less violent-inclined person, many times he's growled at you to stop being so slack-jawed and try to look scary, especially when you both are supposed to be guarding.

♣️Zib - Wow yeah okay this is awakening something in him for sure. The musician gets a little hot under the collar when you stand really close and he has to look up, or god forbid, you bend down to his eye level. He has no idea why he's feeling both aroused and terrified, and what that's supposed to mean. Once you said "good boy" as a joke and he nearly tripped and fell off the stage. He's this hopeless even when you're a dork; if you're actually a smooth operator, he's doomed.

♣️Atlas - Yeah, it's not hard to figure out how you stood out to him. You were offered a job, and though you're much lankier than a triggerman out to be, Atlas has plans. Just some fattening up, some practice with a gun and a well-made suit (your Christmas present, in fact), and you cut quite a shadowy figure. The suit is probably the finest one you own, and the only clothing that's fit in years. Mitzi helped choose the color.

🏵️Serafine - She's intrigued right away, which is no surprise. Most people notice you right away, and it's even better if you work for the Marigold gang and she gets to have plenty of time to flirt and bother and amuse you. Serafine is doubly entertained if you're a more clumsy or nervous sort. She loves calling you "le fantôme" or "le boogeyman", and very much admires when you use your height to frighten someone they're having a "talk" with. She has absolutely grabbed your long-ass tail to get your attention.

🏵️Nico - Listen. He's been with men before - not as much as women, mind you, and he's always preferred those who are smaller than him, which is most. But look. You're a tree, he's a squirrel. No shame, you're cute and he'll say it. He can probably pick you up just fine (which he's very proud of) and laughs if it embarrasses you. He's very interested in how you might fight, and has given you several tips on how to use your unusual size to your advantage when going hand-to-hand with someone.

🏵️Mordecai - Yes this is definitely awakening something and he doesnt want to think hard about it also why is EVERY damn person around him a tree -- You drive him up a wall for many reasons. You slouch all the time, your clothes never fit right, you don't carry a gun that would work best for your long fingers. The Savoys joke about you being Mordecai's "project" because he keeps fussing over you. Though they must say, it's a lot easier to get information out of their targets when they have Mordecai's signature glare and a terrifying cryptid looming over him.

⛰️Wick - Oops! All those feelings he's repressed since boarding school are coming out. Note you could be awkwardly trying to get through a doorway or climb out of a car, with clothes that don't fit quite right or trying to finesse a gun that's too small and he is just, totally enamored. If you have more of a scary demeanor - or you put on that act when you're working as Mitzi's bodyguard - then he's still enamored, just with a dash of fear. So. That's confusing.

#i have a lackadaisy OC loosely based on that inbred oriental baby lol #who is just. a fucking tree. a snake with fur.#lackadaisy x reader #rocky rickaby x reader #calvin mcmurray x reader #freckle mcmurray x reader #ivy pepper x reader #mitzi may x reader #viktor vasko x reader #dorian zibowski x reader #zib zibowski x reader #serafine savoy x reader #nicodeme savoy x reader #mordecai heller x reader #wick sable x reader #atlas may x reader

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beanghostprincess · 3 months

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My current favourite crackship that I just created myself is Hiyori×Alive!Kuina. Just because if she can't get Zoro she'll just go for his cousin instead.

You're a genius. Your brain is huge. Please, let me kiss your brain. This is just amazing. I love lesbians. You're SO real-

Hiyori is easily one of my favorite characters and I love her SO much and people won't stop reducing her to her ship with Zoro. I think she doesn't need anybody and if she did want somebody it should be a girl. Because I say so. And Kuina is just,,, She would've been such a great character. Can't stop thinking about this fanart I found because it has changed my life for the better. She's in Wano to train to become the world's greatest swordsman and I'm just thinking about what if Kuina had been there to help them out too and she had been the one to save Hiyori all those times instead of Zoro.... Thinking thoughts. Like, of course, Hiyori and Zoro also have their moments because I do actually like their dynamic and I think she admires him a lot!! But you know. Kuina saves Hiyori a couple of times (when Zoro was going to do it, actually, she just appears like a second before him and ruins his moment) and Hiyori just melts. Because who wouldn't? Kuina would be so tall and strong and a sizeable woman, and I would personally die if she helped me save my country. Besides, I think they'd understand each other because both are women that have been reduced to that role specifically instead of their ambitions and their power and they're so much more. Hiyori was helpless when she had to see her country turn into this mess and she couldn't so anything else but to pretend,, Like-- If somebody knows how being a woman in the world works is Hiyori, and Kuina would understand. She'd admire Kuina so much for her abilities and her personality and ambitions!!!!!! And Kuina would absolutely love Hiyori's kindness and strength for being able to put up with so much!!!

Not to mention that Kuina would be taller than her,,, And bigger,,, And Hiyori would have to look up,, And this is now just the aesthetic part but God they'd look so different. That's Hiyori's guard dog. Wouldn't it be funny if Kuina were all serious and teasing with Zoro and like "*raises eyebrow* seriously?" type of masc girl, and the second Hiyori is around she turns into the happiest person in the world and extremely protective of her? Zoro judges her but he can't say shit because he's literally the same with Luffy (and Kuina teases him even more because she always has the upper hand and it makes him so angry). They're both down bad. Hiyori is just so nice to her and keeps saying she trusts her to become the world's greatest swordsman but even if she doesn't, she'll always have her heart and a place to stay in Wano. And I am weak, guys, I am so weak for lesbians.

Aghhh this is SO good. Somebody make them kiss. I- This is great. Oda could just say "ah yes Kuina actually escaped her hometown on her own and faked her death and traveled to Wano" and I'd believe him wholeheartedly because I want her back. I also want Hiyori back. I miss Wano sometimes a lot.

Also, Kuina sees Zoro with Enma and she goes:

Kuina: Oh cool, you got Hiyori's sword. Good luck with that one. Zoro: Do you want it or what? I am not giving it to you. You'll have to fight for it. Kuina: Nah, when I win our fight I want to win against the king of hell. Nothing less. Zoro: Where's the 'I can't win I'm a girl' bullshit now? Kuina: Stayed with the girl. Now I am a woman and I am going to beat your ass.

And Hiyori looking at them having the biggest lesbian moment in the world kicking her feet and blushing and Momo is next to her like "hehe you have a crush-" and he doesn't get to finish what he was saying because Hiyori hits him so fucking hard he faints. Don't tease her. Poor girl. She's in love, leave her alone.

#please i know i am the first one to explain the meaning behind kuina's death but the way op treats women is just not it and i want her again #also hiyori is the love of my life she's precious to me idc she's my princess i am in love with her #i thought this post would be only about a silly crackship but they're actually consuming my brain oh my god #and when kuina has to go away from wano because she has to go achieve her dream and she goes 'i don't expect you to wait for me but-'#and hiyori just holds her hands and says 'my mother waited. i've waited. and i will keep doing it as long as you come back to me'#or something like that. and i want to cry-#i am vibrating in my fucking chair god please i love them now i need more of them so fucking bad #one piece #kozuki hiyori #shimotsuki kuina #hiyoku??? kuiyori???#i have no idea what to call this ship tumblr do your thing somebody should choose the name for me i suck at this thing #roronoa zoro #zolu #bc zolu mention there and in my head it's a very common topic between kuina and zoro okay she won't stop teasing him about it #+

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13eyond13 · 4 months

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🍓Some Nana² / Nanahachi Headcanons🍓

-Nana O is secretly the more lovesick of the two Nanas. She's just more afraid of wrecking the friendship or exploring her feelings and confronting that possibility in her mind (not sure if this is a controversial take? But from what I saw in the Nana subreddit quite a few people were saying the opposite, that they didn't think Nana O was into Nana K / Hachi)

- Nana K / Hachi was hurt by Nana O not really being there for her as much as she wanted her to be whenever she first found out she was pregnant (though she also didn't handle things with Nana O perfectly herself). She's not the type to ever hold a grudge or show her anger and her serious emotional pain to others, so it's not something they've ever outright discussed, but it adds to the emotional distance and awkwardness that grew between them in that arc for a while, and pushed her into leaning more on Takumi when he was the only one to explicitly offer her support

- Nana K / Hachi is bi and Nana O is the one having more struggles with comphet pressures and confusions of the two. I think it's more confusing for her because she's pretty rarely attracted to anybody sexually, and it really takes a strong emotional tie for her to feel that kind of physical desire for somebody else. I base this off how she said she finds it weird how easily others fall in love, and how she was extremely attached to and possessive of Ren, but admitted she also would kinda be relieved if he sought sex with other women if she wasn't there for him enough (so she finds the sex even with Ren kind of a chore sometimes, but still craves the intimacy and emotional bond). I suspect some of her ambivalence about sex could be because she'd find sleeping with women more enjoyable and satisfying than sleeping with men - but she's also got some internalized homophobia going on, so is a bit afraid to ever give that a serious try

-Nana K / Hachi realized her crush way before Nana O because she's way more in touch with her emotions and less worried about making a fool of herself. However, since Hachi / Nana K thought that Nana O was soulmates with Ren and was always kept by Nana O somewhat at an emotional distance, she never really saw it as a genuine possibility to be with Nana O (and then things got way more complicated for her with Takumi and everything...)

- it could work very well romantically between the 2 Nanas! I don't agree with some of the takes I've seen around that it would automatically be super toxic. I feel they have the most healing magical energy together of the series on the page. Yes obviously they're both very imperfect and would have to work on lots of things, but I feel they truly have each other's best interests at heart much of the time, and that their personalities naturally combine in a way that neither of them can overpower the other completely with their more immature qualities or selfish whims

#nana #nana komatsu #nana osaki #nana manga #nana spoilers #p #nanahachi #nana²

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strwbmei · 3 days

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Who was your gay awakening? Sorry if it too personal or something

I've always thought of female characters as pretty and most of the time just more attractive than male characters, but I didn't pay it any mind because they're fictional, after all. I also couldn't really see myself doing the deed/being in a romantic relationship with a woman. BUT.

Last year on Teacher's day, I saw this girl. I've seen her around the campus before and I've always thought that she was really pretty, but this time, she was all glammed up for the occasion. You know those scenes in the movies where the girl removes her ponytail and glasses and she's suddenly really hot??? Yeah. That's how it basically went. I do think the casual look with the ponytail and glasses is cute, but without them, she gives off more of an elegant vibe. She was also wearing a really nice and chic outfit (brown blazer with a black cropped shirt and brown slacks) which didn't help my inner gay panic. She looked so masculine yet also so feminine at the same time??? Not quite androgynous, but like. I don't even know how to describe it, but it was VERY VERY VERY very attractive.

Ever since then, I've noticed her way more. I've even started searching for her without realizing it. Her eyes are so cute!!! Other people I've asked said that they look mean and intimidating, but they remind me of a cat's. The ones that try to act all tough but are obviously sweethearts. Also, she's so cute when she's excited! She's the type to be all smiley and clap her hands together really quickly. Every time I see it my heart melts and I fall in love with her even more. Also, her eye smile! Like when she smiles and her eyes also do the thing??? I'm a sucker for that. Have I mentioned that I also love her smile? Y'all. It's so cute. I'm sad she always wears a face mask because I see less of it, but I'm also glad because my heart would NOT be able to take it y'all I'm so serious.

I turn red as a tomato whenever I see her. I'm not even exaggerating. I can't help but smile like an idiot. I've had the pleasure of talking to her a few times (her voice is so cute by the way!!!) and every time she laughs at my jokes is a core memory for me. She has me stumbling over my words and everything. She said I smelled good one time and I've refused to wear any other perfume ever since. She hangs around the cafeteria a lot, so I go there to throw my trash away (despite my classes being really far from there) just to get a glimpse of her. I really want to hug her. She looks like she'd give good hugs. I can't help but want to be in her presence even if I become so stupid in it.

Anyway, she's consumed all of my thoughts ever since. Like literally. I used to dream only once every few months, but ever since I've had a crush on her, I've been having them 2-3x a week. All of them are about her too, of course. I sleep better. I eat healthier. I have more motivation to go to the gym. My general average went from 90 to 95 and I'm a better person overall because of her. I think she's straight, but it's enough for me to be happy to be able to express my love for her whether it's reciprocated or not.

Sorry for the unnecessarily long response! I just really like talking about her. I can't reveal her name for privacy reasons, but it's the same as one of the HSR characters.

#strwb inbox

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anemoi-i · 9 months

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I'm probably just dumb and too young to get it, but why is portraying Venti and Zhongli as begging for mora gross? I really don't get it at all, but I'm usually too dumb to get stuff, so i thought I'd ask and see if I could understand it.

Mora comes from Zhongli, how can he be broke? He just forgets his wallet because he is not used to living as human yet and since he can make mora, he's used to doing so and not having to worry about carrying the coin. There's no evidence that suggests that the exchange of his Gnosis would prevent him from making Mora, or else he would not have given it up so easily, even if it is a contract. If there is any evidence to refute this that I've missed, please feel free to correct me.

According to this post (not made by me) that's from Kaeya's Hangout, Venti brings his own mora for drinks and passes when he does not have enough. He doesn't mooch off of others but won't pass up another drink if it's offered to him which is two entirely different things. It is very possible that Venti can acquire his own mora in a normal way.

Reinforces the idea that Venti and Zhongli are dumb and not old gods that have existed for eons. The whole "beggar" personality given to both Archons is a dangerous stereotype for obvious reasons and on a personal note, it makes me uncomfortable and most likely makes anyone who has ever struggled and has had to beg uncomfortable as well.

I'd just like to add for the sake of anyone who thinks I'm being biased just because Venti and Zhongli are my two favorite Archons so far, that a lot of the fandom does this with Mona as well and I have not seen no defense for her as well. As much as the fandom loves her, they seem to dumb her down as well.

Mona works for The Steambird Newspaper from Fontaine and does an Astrology Column. The 2.8 Golden Apple Archipelago reveals that she does make enough to make ends meet, however, she loves to buy overly expensive equipment for astrology which leaves her with less mora than she'd like. The issue here is that Mona just makes bad financial decisions.

You might be wondering if it is all that serious and maybe it isn't, but it's like beating a dead horse & I think the fandom needs to get better material and/or pay attention to the story instead of wishing for a skip button to be added every patch.

#genshin impact #answered #venti #zhongli #mona #krisposting

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what-if-queen-camilla · 11 months

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Chapter 11

Guys, it's happening!!!

04th August 1987- Part 2

"What do you mean 'the baby's coming?" Now it was him being in panic. She surely didn't intend to give birth right here and now…?! "I mean what I said, you idiot!", Camilla snarled, closing her eyes as the next contraction painfully yerked through her body. "I'm not a fucking midwife, Milla!", Andrew snarled back, looking at her in total desperation. She couldn't be serious. She couldn't have the baby here and now, with only him by her side, he was a man, he had no idea of these kinds of things, what on earth was he supposed to do? "No, but you're a fucking soldier so please start behaving like one, you wannabe Silver Stick in Waiting!", she almost screamed at him, not in order to be rude but in order to encourage him because she knew he could do it. Of course, this wasn't the birth any of them had been expecting or hoping for but sometimes nature had the weirdest of ideas and she'd rather have her baby delivered with the help of her husband at home than in the car on the way to hospital. "W-What… shall I do?", he asked, looking at her like a little boy on his first day at school. "What would you do if I was an injured companion of yours?", she countered and noticed in relief how this comparison seem to work: "I'll get you somewhere safe and quiet … and then get some… clean towels, sheets and blankets, hot water…" "Yeah…", she confirmed, desperately holding on to him when she was, again, struck by the next contraction. "You can do it, Andy! I know you can! Please…", she whispered and he gently lifted her up and carried her over to her bedroom again, placed her there and then rushed downstairs to go and fetch the other things. While Camilla tried to prepare herself and the baby as good as possible with some breathing exercises, her husband managed to organise everything they needed, including a tiny little glass of champagne for the mum-to-be. He had heard once that it made the birth easier but it was going to be her decision eventually; he was just trying to make it as comfortable as possible for her. Before returning upstairs, he called the Ambulance in Swindon and explained their situation and they promised him that a doctor and nurse would be there within less than an hour. 'Less than an hour…', he thought, shaking his head, trying to overshadow his anxiety with irony and emptied his own, not so tiny, glass of champagne in one go. "Alright, old man.", he said to himself when looking into the mirror in the staircase gallery. "Seems like you're going to be a midwife tonight."

The good thing was that none of them was afraid or ashamed in any way as they were still husband and wife, parents, a family and there was nothing breaking new to it all, even when Andrew helped Camilla getting rid of her nighty and spread her legs apart so that the baby would find its "way out" as smoothly and naturally as possible, there was nothing he hadn't seen before and nothing that'd have made either of them uncomfortable. "I'm so glad that the children aren't here.", Camilla sighed between two meanwhile immense painful labour contractions. "So am I!", Andrew nodded. "Imagine how they'd be making fun of their old dad playing midwife…" Almost tenderly, he dabbed her forehead with a towel and almost accidentally stroked her cheek. "I'm so proud of you.", he whispered and Camilla wasn't sure whether she'd rather laugh or cry about this unexpected declaration of love but was hit by another heavy labour contraction before she could have thought twice. "Okay, Andy…", she declared when the pressure to push became almost unbearable, bravely pulling herself together. "It's time now… it might take me a few pushes but… as soon as you see her head…" "Don't worry, Milla, I'll have it.", he assured her and once more she thanked God for having sent him to her in this very situation. As much as she loved Charles, he'd never have been able to keep as calm right now as Andrew but it helped a lot and she knew they were going to make it together.

It didn't take long until the head became visible and "midwife Andrew" was in charge gently holding it up while the mother gave another few pushes until the baby finally arrived, announcing herself with an enormous cry, which eventually made the mum cry, too. She didn't cry in pain, she cried in relief and in thankfulness that everything had gone so well and the baby seemed alright. Quickly Andrew wrapped the little girl up warmly in a clean towel and carefully cleaned her little face as Camilla told him to, before he placed the little bundle on his wife's chest. "Hello little one!", Camilla greeted her newborn daughter and kissed her softly on her forehead. "I'm your mummy and I love you so much.", she whispered teary-eyed. How beautiful her little daughter was, how absolutely perfect from head to toe… "Shall we thank Daddy for being our hero tonight?", she asked her, invitingly looking over to Andrew who seemed a bit awkward and overwhelmed, having watched the moving scene from the edge of the bed. "B-but what about… the… afterbirth?", he asked insecurely, looking at the umbilical cord that was still connecting mother and child, but Camilla shook her head. "Let the ambulance deal with that later. Come here." Sighing Andrew did as commanded and carefully laid down beside her. It felt strange to be so close to her again but not in a negative way, especially not after what had just happened. They had delivered a baby together. A wonderful, beautiful, perfect little baby which would hopefully be happy and healthy for a lifetime and have a glorious childhood in their family. Everything could have been perfect, if only he'd been the real father. "Sush, Andy. You're her daddy. You literally brought her to life. She's yours just as she's mine." These wonderful words made him tear up as well and, overwhelmed by emotions, he couldn't help leaning forward - and kissed her…

#king charles #queen camilla #andrew parker bowles #royal baby #royal family #fanfiction #fanfic

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If you asked the batkids (generations Dick to Damian) who Bruce’s favorite child is, what would they answer?

Ugh, you asked about what they'd say, rather than what they believe. This is a much harder question!

(I'm including Babs and Duke anyways. I will figure Duke out through answering asks and you can't stop me!)

I'm not sure if ANY of these kids would have a set answer. It would vary so much based on who their audience was, and what period of their life the question was asked.

Dick - Why are you so cruel??? Unless you are a Titan, or maybe Babs, you aren't getting a truthful answer. He's going to answer whatever would be best for his siblings to overhear. And he's going to respect you less. Don't ask him this question. As for what he actually thinks - I ... I have no clue. Not him. He probably realizes it isn't Damian, and is angry about that. Other than that, I don't know! While Jason was dead (and before his death) he almost certainly thought Jason was. But now Cass and Tim are in the mix. A mystery.

Babs - She's been an outside observer for all these kids, so I'm guessing she'd think it was Jason. Bruce was gentle and openly affectionate in ways he wasn't with the others for both Dick and Jason, but with Jason, he did it without prompting. I think she'd be disgusted with the question and wouldn't answer, though.

Jason - Either Dick or, "He doesn't care about any of us, we're just cannon fodder." I suspect love may be boolean for him - either there or not, so 'favourite' might not be meaningful.

Tim - Okay, he could say anyone. Because he is NOT answering this question truthfully. No. That is not a form of vulnerability he could handle. You are getting managed. In reality, he thinks it's either Dick or Jason (depending on when this question is asked), but he is doing SO MUCH PROJECTING, you guys. He's basing it off what he saw before he joined the family, what he secretly feels about his siblings, and complex mental models of his dad that are only semi-connected to reality.

Steph - She'd say Cass, out of loyalty. And to make sure people don't forget Cass. Steph saw such a distorted version of Bruce - he was at his worst when interacting with her and Tim together, which is how he usually interacted with her. And she saw very little of Dick or Jason. My closest guess for her actual opinion is, "I HOPE it's not Tim. Surely he can do better than THAT, right?"

Cass - Cass MIGHT say herself? Especially if she was teasing a little. If she was trying to be serious, I think she would need to know context. Favourite to patrol with? Tim. Favourite to bring to galas? Cass or Dick. (He enjoys watching her, and appreciates how well Dick handles them.) Etc. I'm not sure she would understand the idea of a general favourite, since those aren't really a real thing? People are more complex than that.

Damian - early Damian of course says, "I am his ONLY child and am superior in every way." Later Damian would probably still say himself, in most situations. As for who he THINKS is the favourite? I'm not sure if he thinks of Dick as 'Bruce's Child'. Dick is an adult, and raised Damian. Sure, Dick calls himself Damian's brother, but he isn't competition. Jason isn't shown favouritism in any way Damian can recognize, Cass isn't around, and Steph and Babs don't claim to be family. So that leaves Tim, and later Duke. And I think he is CONSTANTLY keeping a running tally of who is currently doing better in the cut-throat 'Bruce's Favourite' and 'Dick's Favourite' competitions.

Duke - Duke missed most of the drama. All he has is the current relationships to go on. Ignoring everything but his own continuity, post-Flashpoint (because Damian did not go off on his own as a young teen. That's unacceptable), I suspect that he'd think he had it pretty good. Dick and Tim have so much responsibility, and always seem insecure about how well they're doing. Bruce fights with Jason and Damian a lot. And Cass is rarely there. Duke isn't sure which relationship is BRUCE'S favourite, but he knows that he definitely prefers his own relationship with Bruce over everyone else's.

#gecko's lists #batfamily #batman

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noellawrites · 2 years

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His Future Wife (Part 3) - Yandere!Sonny Carisi x reader

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summary: you discover something serious and ask Liv and your parents for help. Sonny takes matters into his own hands when he learns what you're trying to do.

warnings: pregnancy, rape mention, heavy abortion and pregnancy discussions, forced proposal, blackmail, manipulation

You could barely get out of your bed for three days after what Sonny did to you. You called out sick to Liv through the weekend, citing a cold and throwing in a few coughs for effect.

You knew you should get a rape kit, a plan b pill, something. But you were unable to move, barely able to eat and tired, so tired.

On the second evening after you called out sick, Sonny came to your door. He knocked, offering you fresh takeout from your favorite Chinese restaurant. You could smell the food through the door and almost gave in, but instead you stayed silent.

You thought about the situation a lot, and you wished you could tell Olivia. But Sonny was one of her best detectives, and you didn’t want to play the victim card again. You’d done the same when you were in Narcotics and it all but got you booted.

You loved your job, being able to advocate for victims and find their perpetrators. You were happy, and you loved the rest of the team. You and the newbie, Kat, had already become the best of friends. You and Rollins talked about crazy family members and Fin was like an older brother to you. Not to mention Liv taking on a protective mother/sister role for you.

For all you knew, you might’ve just dreamed the whole thing. What had even happened? You felt like you’d been in a fog in the days following the assault. You ignored it, hoping to just forget it and move on. You were embarrassed that it had even happened in the first place.

You returned to work as normal after a few days, practically overdosing on Tylenol to numb the persistent pain in your pelvic region.

You didn't talk to Sonny unless it was something directly pertaining to a case, and he hated getting the cold shoulder from you. Your attitude infuriated him, after everything he'd done for you?

Liv began to pick up on the signs, but at first she mistook them for the issues you'd had with your old department. But as the weeks went on, you became quieter, sadder, more dejected. You'd also been getting sick quite often, but you insisted it was an intestinal issue to anyone who asked.

After two months came and went without a period, you were beginning to grow more worried. You'd always had an irregular cycle, but you also felt sick on top of that.

Without telling anyone, you'd picked up a pack of two pregnancy tests from the bodega near SVU during lunch on a Wednesday. You brought them to a Chipotle's public bathroom, peed on both of them and waited three minutes before looking and taking in the result: both tests were positive.

You sat on the toilet seat, sobbing for a little while before willing yourself to get up. You knew you needed to get an abortion, there was no way you could have a child this early in your career. With Liv and Amanda both having kids, you were relied upon to be the workaholic female in the office. Your team needed you, sans baby.

You were terrified, you didn't know what to do first. You had found a new studio apartment in Washington Heights that was within your budget and less than half an hour from SVU. You were supposed to give them first and last month's rent and the deposit on Friday, meaning you wouldn't have enough for an abortion in your bank account.

You had decided to talk to Liv first once you returned from lunch. She would help you through the process of booking an appointment and she'd support your decision. After work, you would go visit your parents and ask them for a loan. They wouldn't necessarily be understanding or supportive, but your dad was soft when it came to you and would lend you the money.

"(y/l/n), how can I help you?" Liv said as she opened her office door. You'd been standing there and avoiding glances from your co-workers, including Carisi.

"Can we t-talk?" you asked, willing yourself not to cry again.

"Of course, come in," Liv said, ushering you to sit on the couch instead of the stuffy chairs at her desk. She closed the blinds and sat down next to you.

"What's wrong?" she asked gently, and suddenly you couldn't hold it in anymore. Sobs wracked your body as Liv brought you into her arms and gave you a hug.

"I-I'm pregnant," you cried, "and I can't keep it, I need t-to get an abortion."

Liv handed you a tissue and you stared at the floor, wiping your tears. You didn't want her to know that you'd been raped.

"The woman's clinic is just down the street, I can walk you there if you need?" she asked gently.

"N-no, I have to see my parents first, I need to borrow money from them. I'm putting down first and last month's rent for my new place on Friday so I don't have enough," you sniffled.

"If your parents can't, I can always give you a loan," Liv suggested, but you didn't feel comfortable borrowing money from your boss.

"Thank you, I'll let you know," you said simply, and exited her office before she could say anything else.

You gathered up your coat and bag quickly, preparing to leave. You couldn't stay in the office with your red-rimmed eyes and downtrodden expression.

"Woah, woah (y/n), where are you going?" Kat says, walking over to you.

"I'm dealing with something personal, I'll be back tomorrow. See you later Kat," you said, pushing past her.

Sonny watched as you propelled out the door. He had put the pieces together, you had to be pregnant. That would explain no missing pads from your desk, the vomiting, the meeting with Olivia. He just wished you'd come to him first. That was his baby, after all.

You walked up to the beautiful brownstone that had been your home for most of your life. It made you miss living in Brooklyn, where everything seemed quieter. With your siblings gone from the house, it was only your mother and father inhabiting the three-bedroom house.

You walked up the steps and twisted your key, knowing both of your parents would likely be there. Your mom worked part-time at Mount Sinai Hospital and your dad was a retired NYPD Deputy Chief. He was beloved through the entire department, so he often came back for guest-speaking gigs or the occasional training course.

"Hey, sweetie! Good to see you!" your dad exclaimed as you entered the foyer. He stood up from his computer chair and walked over to give you a hug.

"Is that you, (y/n)? Oh, welcome home!" your mom exclaimed, getting up from where she had been reading the paper on the couch.

"It's good to be home, I missed both of you!" You smiled, walking into the living room. You wanted to rip the bandaid off.

"How's the new job? Are you liking SVU? William Dodds told me that you're doing exceptional, an even higher success rate with cases than when you were with Narcotics. I told him, 'that's my girl!'" your dad grinned proudly.

"I really love it there so far, it's hard work but very rewarding and a lot of fun," you answered honestly, sitting down on a chair in the living room. Your parents followed suit, sitting next to each other on the couch.

"I have something I need to talk to you both about," you sighed, looking down at your hands. You were thinking of how you should phrase this so your parents didn't flip out.

"I had sex a couple months ago. I didn't know until afterwards but the guy didn't use a condom, and I just found out that I'm pregnant. I made an appointment today at the women's clinic. For an abortion," you said, saying the last part quietly.

You looked over at your parents. Your dad had tears in his eyes and your mother looked shocked.

"I-I don't know what to say," your mom sputtered.

"Who is the baby’s father?" your dad asked evenly.

"You don't know him," you said quietly.

"We'll lend you the money, I know you just put down your deposit," your dad offered, pulling out his wallet. He grabbed two hundreds out.

"(Y/d/n), how can you encourage this behavior?" your mother asked, shaking her head.

"You heard her, the guy lied to her."

"She had unprotected sex!"

"She's a big girl who can decide what to do with her own life."

"You're going to pay your father back, you hear me? You can't just go around willy-nilly getting abortions for god's sakes!"

"I've got the rest in my office, let me grab it," your father said, getting up from the couch and ambling into his home office.

"I'm ashamed of you, young lady. We didn't raise you like this," your mother sneered, crossing her arms over her chest and avoiding your eyes.

"Mom, I didn't know he didn't use a condom."

"You gotta check first!"

"He was a lot bigger than me, okay? I couldn't stop him!" you cried.

Your mom whipped her head around to look at you, eyes wide. You could tell that she now fully grasped the situation.

Thankfully, your father came in and slipped the rest of the bills into your hand with a small, sympathetic smile.

"If you need anything else, don't hesitate, okay?" your father said, and you nodded.

You hugged them both goodbye and headed out, ready for your next stop: the clinic.

Your hands shook as you exited the sub station, walking up the stairs and toward's the women's clinic. Your appointment wasn't for another half-hour, but you wanted to be early.

As you turned the corner, you noticed a familiar figure running towards you. You took a few cautionary steps back and began walking fast in the opposite way. You were freaking out, you didn't know what to do. How did Sonny know you were here?

"(Y/n) babe, what are 'ya doing here?" he huffed, finally catching up to you.

"It's nothing, I'm just heading back to the precinct," you said, lying through your teeth.

"Then can 'ya explain why you've got an appointment at the women's clinic in thirty minutes?"

"H-how do you know about that?" you whimpered.

"I used my badge, that's how. You know that abortion is a sin, right?" Sonny growled, staring down at you and pointing in your face.

"I don't care, Sonny! I don't want this baby, I never did! You raped me, did you know that's a sin? I'm getting an abortion whether you like it or not!" you screamed.

"I didn't rape you, we love each other! And where'd 'ya get the money, huh? Dear ol' daddy? NYPD's prized show pony," he laughed, "I remember reading about the MacMullins case, that drug and prostitution ring he busted back in '01? It'd be a real shame if more evidence came up, maybe something about how your daddy was in contact with those prostitutes too?"

"That's a lie, he would never!" you cried.

"Yeah, well, I know people. I'm sure you’d love it if a smear article popped up in the Post. Goodbye to that sweet pension, no more big speeches or fancy galas. Your father would be a public disgrace. Oh, and your mother? It's so easy to get nurses fired these days, just plant a couple'a illegal pills on her desk and voila! Don't even get me started on what I could do to 'ya siblings," he explained.

Through your tears, you could see the triumphant grin on his face. You hated his stupid face, you hated everything about him.

"What do you want from me?" you sniffled, wiping your eyes with the sleeve of your jacket.

"I want ‘ya to keep that baby and I want ‘ya to accept my marriage proposal."

"Your what?"

"We made a miracle. We created that life growing inside you, and I want you to know that I'm going to love you and this baby with everything I am, and I'll take care ‘a both of 'ya," he promised, taking your hands in his.

"What about my job? I don't wanna have to move departments again," you explained as you tried to wrap your head around Sonny's words.

"Oh, that's easy. I'm takin' a job at the DA's office, so you can stay at SVU. We'll have to disclose to our bosses though."

"Sonny, I-I can't marry you."

"Maybe not right now, but you'll warm up to the idea. Plus, 'ya don't want poor mommy and daddy to get caught up in a scandal, do 'ya?"

"Fine."

"Oh no, wait a sec," Sonny says, bending one knee to the concrete and pulling a small box out of his pocket.

"(Y/n) (y/l/n), would 'ya do me the honor of bein' my wife?" he asked.

"Yes, Sonny, just get up," you sighed, and Sonny slipped the engagement ring onto your ring finger. You had to admit it was beautiful, with one large diamond in the middle. You watched as he slipped a silver band onto his own ring finger.

"You like it? Mia and my sisters helped me pick it out. They're excited to have a little niece or nephew runnin' around at family gatherings. I know you'll get used to it too. We're gonna make great parents," Sonny said, pulling you into a hug.

chapter 4 linked here

#sonny carisi x reader #dominick carisi x reader #carisi x reader #law and order svu x reader #law and order svu imagine #yandere sonny carisi #dark sonny carisi #yandere law and order svu #dark law and order svu

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vivisols · 4 days

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oh I loved the new TADC episode, I wish Zooble was in it more though, honestly

It’s nice to meet another Zooble enjoyer, they’re a funky character and their deadpan attitude is fun

I saw you also have a character for TADC! What a cutie, may I ask what their personality is? And pronouns ofc

Oh and what role do they play in the circus?

How do the other characters interact with them?

Oh and they’re shipped with Zooble right? How’d the relationship start?

Is Ezirp an NPC or a human also trapped, if so how long have they been there? How do they feel about the circus?

Are they a cat as well? Looks like a little water cat which is so fun!

How do they feel about Caine?

Can I perhaps, eat them? Just like their inspiration, they feel so edible

Oh and one more question! Explosion.Jpeg?

Heheh got youuuu >:3

YEAHHHHH I LOVED IT SO MUCH!!!!! SUCH A FUN RIDE!!!! no matter how many times I watch it IT DOESNT FEEL LIKE 25 MINUTES XDDD

AND ALSO I AGREE!!!!! MORE ZOOBLE!!!! thankfully episode 3 is apparently gonna be SUPERRR zooble focused... I HAVE HOPE AND FAITH!!!! HANG IN THERE ZOOBLE FANS!!! WE WILL SURVIVE!!!!!!!!!

BUT YEAHHHH im such a BIG zooble fan!!! LIKE! trust me anon when i saw them in the episode i SCREAMED. SCREECHED EVEN.... the people who i was on call with can confirm i was LITERALLY fucking feral LMAOOOO

ANY WAYS! ERZIP QUESTION ANSWERING TIME !!!!! YIPPEE!!

erzip uses she/her! she's another human in the circus and she got there a few months before zooble did. she doesnt mind the circus but she definitely wishes that she could explore more and that some things would change :3c

personality wise, erzip is typically pretty nice! she's somewhat adventurous, as she loves to discover new things, though she prefers to do it all on her own. even so, she is sociable by nature and almost always loves talking to others when she can! like she's 100% a chatterbox and will go on long rambles about whatever random fact she had just remembered at the moment when prompted... erzip also likes saying absolutely wild things out of the blue for fun, usually in the form of threats LMAO

hmmm... circus role wise, erzip be an acrobat! and group wise, she's definitely the friend who always wanders off and has to be dragged away from whatever thing she'd gotten invested in since she went missing. you go through one crowd and you lose her because she went to go look in some random shop window halfway across the street xD

the other characters interacting with her.... asjkadfhdsjdh I HAVE THOUGHTS...

erzip and jax? mutual hatred. they both despise each other. though it is WAY more serious on erzips end xD she would gladly fight him any day of the week (and she has indeed done so in the past LMAO)

erzip didnt mind caine at first, but eventually he had gotten on her nerves. she now chooses to avoid him if possible. she just wants to go off and explore! why must he keep popping up!! >:P

pomni is on... less than ideal terms with erzip. theres just something about pomni that erzip doesnt like. pomni tries to be cordial, but still typically tries to avoid her and as a result, the two aren't really the closest.

ragatha is more of an acquaintance than anything. she's nice, but erzip fully believes that she can handle herself and doesnt turn to ragatha for much. they just respect each other. its not tense or awkward or anything and they often have pleasant conversations, its just that they aren't as close as they could be.

erzip and kinger get along pretty well! theyre definitely decent friends! erzip thinks hes neat (even if he keeps pulling on her keychain)

gangle and erzip are pretty close! they interact a lot and are pretty good friends! they have a lot of shared interests and can usually be found hanging out together and talking about them! (:3

and zooble... well they interact pretty positively most of the time! they both like talking to each other a lot! nd they mostly just go off on their own to hang out together hehe!!!

their relationship was a very slow and gradual thing xDD it took a bit for the both of them to become friends, but once they did they quickly got pretty close. though it was a suuuuuper long time before they both actually opened up and revealed how they felt. it was honestly super out of the blue! erzip hadn't been planning on saying anything at first, but the confession just slipped out and here they are xD even so, its still an incredibly down-low thing.... mainly because there hasn't been a convenient time to bring it up and they don't really care about the rest of them knowing. so the others are unaware, though they're certainly suspicious that they may be in a relationship now xD

and yeah erzip a cat!!! since she's based on water filled computer mice i decided a cat would be fitting as like... a twist on the idea xD

AKJSADFHASKJDF you can certainly try to eat her! ....though your mouth would probably be full of plastic shards and chemicals as a result xD

ALSO AAA!!!!! EXPLOSION.JPEG!!!! NOOO!!!!!!!! IVE BEEN GOTTEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! o_O

#vivispeaks #ask #erzip #when the brainworms let up enough to let me CREATE im totally drawing art of her and zooble IM FERAL

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Want more wereroomies chris and pretty with their parents scene

Like chris’ mom was so eager to made them roommate and then after they got together when he told about their relationship to his mom, she’s like ‘told you pup 😉’ kinda. When they visit his parents house first time his mom sooo kind and cooking and and idk i just want more 😭 (just your thoughts even in one sentence is more than enough for me ofc if it doesn’t bother you 😬)

Sorry for rambling

i gotchu bby

i have many Thoughts™ on this one

when it comes to Chris and his parents, you bet they LOVE our dearest Pack Mum. His mum specially, of course. back when they were having that conversation of her being a good candidate for a roommate, you bet Chris' mum was hoping they'd become A Thing

mostly bc she'd known Pretty for a while now. Chris' mum just picked up Her Vibe once and she was like "this is the type of person i want for my son. i must do something about it"

so she took the chance when Chris handed it to her on a silver platter skjdhsjkfd

so, of course, when Chris told her they had gotten together, she almost screamed (she didn't, she kept her composure just so her son wouldn't know how badly she wanted this to happen since our pack mum moved in)

his dad was a bit more apprehensive. he didn't know her, and she was a human, so he wasn't sure how to take the news (especially when Chris told him how serious this all was)

it took only one lunch for all those doubts to wash away. Chris' dad was On Board as soon as he learnt all she'd been doing for Chris' pack, even before they got together. it made him respect her a lot

(it was a bit awkward when Chris' mum asked him how exactly they got together. you bet your ass he was super blushy and shy and he avoided the topic as much as he could until he spilled the beans, and all his mum did was laugh lol)

not like it'd matter, since Chris is alpha of his own pack, but since he keeps a good relationship with his parents, he would much prefer that they got along well

all in all, chris' parents love our dearest pack mum

now, when it comes to Pretty's mum, she absolutely adores Chris. this boy smiled at her once and he got her wrapped around his finger

especially when he would offer his help whenever he went to her house for anything she might need him. change a bulb, move furniture around, walk the dog... Chris is That type of son-in-law

what sold her fully on Chris was not only all that, but also how happy her daughter seemed to be with him, how respectful he was, and the fact that her dog loved him

you see, Joaquín is her Shitty People spotter. if Joaquín doesn't like someone, she'll hate them immediately. for her, it was a good sign that Joaquín liked Chris (and of course he did.....)

i haven't mentioned this in the stories bc i haven't deemed it relevant, but she doesn't know that Chris is a werewolf. and i don't think they'll tell her

"the less she knows, the better" is what pack mum said to chris when they were on their way to have brunch with her

apologies if this doesn't make sense, i've been playing video games for too many hours. my eyes and my brain are fried dkjhfskjdfhsdjk

but i had fun thinking about this, so thank you, dear anon !

#anon #ask #wereroomies ask #wereroomies headcanons

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inexplicablepeas · 10 days

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Pandora Thoughts

So I finally read Pandora for the first time (first new to me book in the series since I started re-reading). I'm just gonna ignore that whole "New Tales of the Vampires" thing as it fully just seems like one of the Vampire Chronicles.

Thoughts below the cut!

From the off I liked Pandora's voice, she's sardonic and playful as well as having a commanding and in control presence. She's a good character to spend some time with and I was veeery interested to get her perspective on things. She's quite romantic and poetic like Armand but she doesn't take herself quite so seriously and there's some humor and light moments to enjoy as well, which was kind of a surprise, with her only previous POV chapter being her searching for Marius in QOTD at Azim's temple and fairly serious and angsty, given the circumstances.

One thing I noticed is that she seems a lot less vain that a lot of Anne Rice's other POV vampires, she seems to be quite happy to give us unflattering details, like when she has to dress herself without any help as a Roman upper-class woman for the first time in Antioch and she picks clothes that are awkward and unintentionally revealing and makes a total mess of her hair and makeup. She could have just as easily left that out but she'd rather poke fun at herself. You get the feeling that she'd be fun to hang out with (when she's not catatonic)!

Her early life is interesting and entertainingly told. We zoom through her account of her childhood through two divorces (she has nothing to say about her mortal husbands lol), by her 30s she's living as kind of a weird spinster with her beloved old dad. In the early sections there's few little moments of Marius here and there (and they're great, pretending to be bear like a total dork etc.) but nothing substantial until we get to the real action in the second half of the book, after her father's death and her fleeing Rome for Antioch where she finds Marius again. Even though I'm always dying to get-to-the-vampires-already in these life-story style chronicles the details of her early life do add a lot to her characterization. You get the impression of a sharp and passionate young woman who chafes under the patriarchal Roman social strictures but who tries her best to live up to cultural expectations for her dad's sake. After her dad dies, despite her considerable grief, she knows freedom for the first time in her life and she's just coming to fully embrace that when vampires happen.

When we do get into the proper plot of the book (her being lured by Akasha into a perilous situation that will culminate in Marius turning her to prevent her death) it does feel a little rushed. When we finally get to the bit we're interested in (her life as a vampire with Marius for 200 years and what she did after he left) there's only 3 chapters left, and it's a short book, so these are short chapters! I did absolutely love getting more details on her life with Marius, chapter 10 in particular gets into the nitty-gritty of how they both came to terms with and understood her turning and as well as being juicy in those terms it's also quite a love letter to Marius at times. It's good to get the details that Marius will never tell you and to get her perspective on what went wrong in their relationship, which is a bit more in depth and revealing than the version we get in Blood and Gold (well I did read them out of order so I suppose you're meant to have those details already). We get a bit more specific on things that Marius only hints at in his account (how extreme Marius' fear of emotion was, how overbearing and insulting he was to Pandora and the role that fundamentally different perspectives on religion played in their disagreements) and things that he omits entirely (like Flavius' existence and turning).

There are things I had hoped would be covered but that we get little to no new details on, I'm realizing that expecting something in particular when you start an Anne Rice novel is a fools game. In this case I was really curious to learn more about her relationship with Arjun, it seems to be very complicated in Blood and Gold, and well… OK, so in one of the last chapters (I think the last one) Pandora does briefly address their relationship. She doesn't refer to him by name (only as 'the Asian' =/, yeah, it's gross) and simply says she never cared about him. A bit disappointing, I suppose Anne likely had character-based reasons for this (maybe they had a nasty break up) but I would have liked to have known more about how they met and that period they spent traveling around Europe in a Disney villain ostentatious black carriage that carried their sleeping forms by day. I'm kinda curious! I'm also suspicious of her account of their relationship, that he almost held her captive, because she's an extremely strong and (as we come to know in her account) willful vampire and I wonder if she's giving the version of their relationship that she's knows Marius would prefer, with her as a damsel in distress. On the other hand I also wonder if being abandoned by Marius all those years ago had a lasting effect of making her less willing to assert herself in romantic relationships, feeling that her assertiveness was the quality she was abandoned for… I want answers damnit!

Anyway, getting back to the point, the ending did feel a little rushed for me, and guys, I can't help but roll my eyes when we get "I must go to Lestat" - practically mandatory for a non-Lestat POV character to end their narrative with something like that, right? 😅 I like Lestat but not half as much as Anne Rice or her vampires. I'd like to see them ignore what he's up to and just get on with their own lives sometimes. Behind her plan to go to Lestat though is her desire to reunite with Marius, evidently in recalling past events she's become nostalgic for what they had and wants to give it another go maybe! I guess they have a lot of arguing to do about the nature of Lestat's religious experiences! So it does tie in with her narrative but I can't help but have that "give me a break" reaction when she says that. Overall it's a great, zippy little read (could be longer!) that fleshes out Pandora's character and gives some great insight on Marius and their relationship.

I've got Tale of the Body Thief next (because I will insist in reading these books in a stupid order) which is also new for me! Exciting!

#pandrora thoughts #pandora #marius #akasha #flavius #vampire chronicles #new tales of the vampires???

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