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muzsmoux · 4 days

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Reviewing tgcf characters because I have thoughts

I finished S2 recently and I need somewhere to put my not exactly hot but like warm (?) takes because it's taking up too much storage space in my brain.

🤍 Xie Lian 🤍

It's a good thing I'm not into guys because if I was I would be on my knees for this man in every sense of that expression and his pet menace to society would mince me up like garlic.

So I'll try to be brief about my overflowing feelings about him. Xie Lian is the best main character I have come across in a WHILE. He's the embodiment of compassion and kindness. And also a cold blooded murderer. A babygirl. A father figure. A terrifying martial god. A silly little guy. A pathological liar. The most genuine man you'll ever meet. He's everything, and Hua Cheng is 100% valid in his obsession. I'm right there with him.

Rating: 10/10

❤️ Hua Cheng ❤️

Idk if we ever figured out who wrote My Immortal but I'm pretty sure we have our culprit.

"Hi my name is Hua Cheng Crimson Rain Sought Flower Red-Robed Ghost King and this is my evil weapon of death E-ming. I've killed soooo many gods with it!! My dark power is I can summon storms of BLOOD and SUFFERING. I have my own scary city of DEMONS and they all love me and think I'm HOT but I only want my BOYFRIEND who's the only REAL GOD so STOP FLAMING HIM YOU POSERS-"

Needless to say I love him. Being the 8 time winner of the Loverboy of the Century Awards with unbeatable records in the yearning olympics is truly a remarkable feat.

Rating: 9/10

(Bonus: E-ming. Cute little guy. Likes his stepdad more than his real dad. Not afraid to show it's feelings even if it makes it look like a muppet, 10/10)

🧡 Feng Xin & Mu Qing 🧡

Tweedle dee and tweedle dum gets a shared rating because they would hate to be grouped together like that and that's funny to me. Their dynamic is great, they're good characters, I wasn't sure which one was which until midway through the second season. But then also I have a pair of 7yo twin cousins who I still can't tell apart despite them not looking even a slight bit similar so that might just be a character flaw on my end. Oops.

Rating: 7/10

🩵Shi Qingxuan🩵

I'm doubling the rating because she is best boy and best girl at the same time. I love that I can use any and all pronouns for him because he's literally a pride parade personified and therefore all of them are correct. You don't get that type of chaotic fun just anywhere.

He is truly living my dream, presenting as whatever gender they want depending on what's more convenient and/or funnier in the moment. Super useful, for things like gathering intel and terrorizing Feng Xin by being a woman.

And I personally think we should crown her the new emperor. She'd look significantly better on that throne, with her Barbie-like radiance and flourishing Kenergy.

Rating: 20/10

🖤 Ming Yi 🖤

Listen, I hate to say it because I like a sunshine x grump moment as much as the next gay but he's just... not giving what he thinks he's giving. Everyone is whispering ominously about him having some dark devastating secret but MY point is no matter how big his boobs are in his female form, Shi Qingxuan could do better. I'm sorry. She really could.

Rating: 4/10

💙 Lang Qianqiu 💙

Just an honest man with good intentions and a sickass fucking sword. He did NOT hesitate to attack the infamous Crimson Rain Sought Flower on SIGHT and I respect a quick decisionmaker, even if it shows some himbo tendencies. He also has the same distinct energy as Fred from Scooby Doo.

Rating: 6/10

💚 Qi Rong 💚

He's got some odd dietary and moral choices going on. Definitely. But he's just such a fun villain!!! Being Xie Lian's nr 1 source of migraines SHOULD make me like him less but I'm sorry, every time he was on screen I was LIVING. He would do numbers on reality TV. Someone put this guy on Kitchen Nightmares, I need to see him 1v1 Gordon Ramsay.

Rating: 7/10

🌚 Jun Wu 🌚

He has his emperor status & DILF card going for him but something about this man just ain't right. If he came to a party I was attending I would cover my drink is all I'm saying.

Rating: 2/10

🔥Pei Ming🔥

I don't know much about him besides he had that one shady empolyee or whatever (could not hear the plot over the deafening sound of Hua Cheng's yearning) but I'm partial to a good manwhore character. The thought of people praying to him like "Hugh Mungus, who art in heaven-" really tickles me.

I know he's probably straight but I headcanon him as at the very least bi-curious because you can't be that hot with that much game and not use it for evil. (That evil being causing large scale gay awakenings among his soldiers.)

Rating: 7/10

❓Pei Xiu❓

Unreliable, unimportant, unattractive, unemployed.

I remember not a singular thing about him besides fucking up Xie Lian's daughter's life and also being on my last nerve from the jump. If you're going to be evil at like least be memorable about it, you know? You can't be a bad person and a bad character at the same time. Pick a struggle.

Rating: 1/10

📚 Ling Wen 📚

I heard she committed some war crimes but honestly if I had to do an entire realm's tax returns by myself AND teach Pei Ming how to read (I refuse to believe that man is literate, just look at him) I would want to rage on occasion too. I hope she has a hot wife waiting for her at home to give her massages after carrying the whole system on her back all day. It's what she deserves.

Rating: 8/10

Thank you for reading!! Opinions might change once I read the books but as of now this is it. Remembering everyone's names has been a journey and a half so this post is sponsored by @kirstenly 's character cheat sheet go look at it! and everything else too!!!

#heaven official's blessing #tian guan ci fu #tgcf #xie lian #hua cheng #feng xin #mu qing #shi qingxuan #ming yi #lang qianqiu #qi rong #jun wu #pei ming #pei xiu #ling wen #sorry for the long post #im just obsessed

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averagewriter-inthedark · 1 year

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Daughter of Rock N Roll 🎸| Pete Mitchell Imagine/TGM Imagine

Takes place after the events of TGM

TGM Masterlist | Read ‘It’s A Long Way To The Top’ & ‘The Rockstar, Her Husband, & Their Dagger Ducklings’ first!

Characters & Pairings: Captain Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell x 80s Rockstar!reader (romantic), Bradley Bradshaw x reader (mother/son-type relationship), Dagger Squad (platonic) Hondo (platonic)

Content Warnings: Fluff, slight profanity, flirtatious banter | female!reader (she/her) | wc: 3.3k

Requested 📨 yes/no (rules for requests)

Premise: when the squad discovered their former Captain was married to one of the most recognizable voices of rock n roll music, one could imagine the many questions they had. There’s always something new to learn about Y/n L/n-Mitchell. Or, how most of the world would know her by, the Daughter of Rock ‘N’ Roll.

Note: Y’all I can not say enough how happy it makes me you guys love me famous!reader x dagger squad pairing works! The rockstar one was my first one and since then I’ve had so many requests to do more! I have I think four in my inbox with Rooster, Coyote & Fanboy so I’m so excited to get started on those. Again I just as you be patient with me if you sent in a request! I’m approaching my last quarter of school so finals are around the corner and I am focused on passing you know 😅 but once summer hits I should be posting more frequently! 🤍

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“So you met Elvis?”

The question sounded the same as it always did when asked. Awe. Wonder. Amazement. All the words that were similar. Always was it met with a smile from Y/n, the memory surfacing in her mind as clear as though it had taken place yesterday.

“I did,” she thanks Pete as he hands her a beer, scooching on the couch to allow him space beside her. Scattered around the bonfire were the daggers either in chairs or couches, nursing their own drinks as the sun descended on the horizon. The dogs were with them too. Ice laid beside Y/n and Mav’s feet, Bella found a cozy spot within Javy’s lap, and Goose took claim to the spot beside Bradley.

“Long time ago. It was 1976–I was twelve years old and my parents had gotten all of us tickets to see him perform in Atlanta. It was a great show,” she smiled fondly at the memory, “then afterwards we left the venue and happened to run into him. I was starstruck as you can imagine. There he was dressed in his red outfit. Hair slicked back and dazzling smile. And I don’t remember asking him to sign my program but I guess I did. All I can remember is him asking what I wanted to be when I grew up—to which I said, “I wanna be a rockstar.’”

Chuckles echo around, the pilots all leaning in their seats with eyes full of fascination. Y/n brought a finger to her chin, deep in thought, “he laughed and handed me back the program saying, ‘Don’t lose that dream, little one.’ Like my mom I was devastated the next year when he died….but I always remembered those words. To never lose my dream.”

Fanboy gestured inside the house, “how’d you get his guitar?” He was referring to the one mounted on the wall of guitars with the icons signature. It was the only one on what the dagger squad liked to call the ‘Guitars of Fame’ to be either once owned by a renowned musician or signed by one. Y/n had one from Prince in her collection as well as a Stratocaster signed by all the members of Queen.

“Charity auction. Back in the late 90s I wanna say it was,” she looked to Pete to see if he could confirm if she was right. At his nod she added, “The reason I wanted it was because it was the one he used at the concert I went to. So when I look at it, it brings me back to that moment of meeting him and as a reminder I achieved that dream he told me never to let go of.”

Javy whistles, causing Bella to perk up in his lap. “That’s so cool.” Murmurs of agreement sound with him, Phoenix crossing her legs in her lap as she asks, “is there anyone you’ve met or worked with who’s been a mentor to you and the band?”

“Diana Ross and Dolly Parton,” the woman doesn’t hesitate. “Gosh I love those women. Not only were they some of our biggest inspirations but they pretty much took us under their wing when we first started out. Even though we were in a completely different genre than both of them, they were like our ‘moms’ in the industry.” She put quotes around the word mom. “You have to remember we were all 14-15 when we were discovered. Being that young made us very vulnerable. Producers would try to take advantage of us—by not giving us the proper cuts or working us like dogs. Artists who’d been in the game longer were envious of the recognition we were getting.”

“You must never forget who you are,” Dolly’s voice echoed, wiping away the lone tear that had fallen from a young Y/n’s eyes. “The media are always going to try to put out the worst image of you. And you must never give them that satisfaction of bringing you down. As long as you know who you are here—,’ she points to her heart, “then they can never take it away from you.”

Y/n paused to sip her beer before continuing, “Dolly and Diana, were and still to this day, the best supporters of our career and always made sure we knew they were there to help if we ever needed them. Whether it be confronting an executive for unfair treatment or if we were at parties or award shows and felt uncomfortable. Saints they are. Absolute saints.”

A few more minutes passed of Y/n praising the two legends of music before they ventured off into discussing moments of Y/n’s career. Rooster of course knew everything so he didn’t ask anything, but would offer insight from time to time. “C’mon Y/n/n,” he waved a hand dramatically, “y’all’s Super Bowl performance is considered one of the best halftime shows and you think it was lackluster? I beg to differ.”

“I have to agree on Rooster with this one, honey,” Pete leans back into the sofa, arm going round her back. The rockstar scoffs, playfully rolling her eyes.

“It was raining the whole time!”

Rooster nearly stands from his seat, “That’s what makes it so iconic! You guys did that shit while it was raining down on you.”

“Yeah and I was shitting my pants the whole time thinking one of us was going to get electrocuted,” Y/n had to laugh. “And when I saw the same thing happen to Prince at his Super Bowl I thought, ‘Oh God I’m getting deja vu.’”

Payback shakes his head with a laugh, “Man I remember watching that live. I wanted to be there so bad—be in that crowd. You guys were phenomenal—and like Roo said, it really was the best performance of all time.”

Y/n gives a shy smile when they all agree, “You know one thing, I was really grateful I chose a black outfit to perform in. I was not going to have a repeat of 1992 with the whole white tank top scandal. Like it was even a scandal,” she makes a face, thinking back to that God awful interview with Diane Sawyer. “My goodness it’s not like I planned for the rain that night. And my tits were covered—,” she laughs at the wide-eyed expressions of some of the guys, “it wasn’t like I was letting them out free. But anyways you know how the media is when shit like that happens.” Y/n turns slightly to look at Pete, “You didn’t care, did you?”

He immediately shakes his head. “No. And even if you wanted to go topless it was your choice. Not my place to stop you.” His answer makes her let out a sigh of content.

“You’re just so perfect you know,” she pats his cheek before kissing it. The others watch on fondly, though Rooster makes a playful gag sound.

“Disgusting.”

“I’ll send you to timeout, Bradley.”

Eventually after some time the topic of Y/n’s name in the industry was brought up. The Daughter of Rock N Roll. All through her career people told Y/n how when she sang she sounded what an angel rebelling from God to be a rockstar would sound like. The epiphany of rock n roll, Y/n was dubbed it’s daughter by Rolling Stone magazine at the brink of the 90s after dominating the 80s.

“How’d you find out?” Bob’s eyes were wide with curiosity. They all were, leaning forward in their seats to hear better as the woman began to explain.

“We had just won our fifth Grammy,” she sets the picture, “the next day was the kickoff to the American leg of our world tour so we were barely paying attention to the press, tabloids, media, you know. I was running late that morning—can’t remember exactly why but when I got to the venue Ronnie was running at me with a magazine in her hand…”

“Oh my God, have you seen the news?!” Ronnie’s high pitched yell had the singer wince.

“Girlfriend, I woke up not even twenty minutes ago. What happened—who died?” Suddenly Y/n serious, fearful that someone they knew had passed. Being in the industry for over ten years made them face the loss of many friends they had accumulated along the way.

The face Ronnie makes sends relief, “no one died. But look—!” She pushes the magazine towards her friend’s face, Y/n scrambling to not drop her Walkman and coffee she was holding as she tried to grasp the object. “Look at what Rolling Stones have named you!”

Removing the sunglasses off her face lightening fast, no longer caring she spilled an entire cup of coffee she’d just purchased, Y/n let out a audible, “no fucking way,’ when her eyes read over the big letters on the cover of Rolling Stones Magazine.

“Y/n L/n is the Daughter of Rock ‘N’ Roll—like Micheal Jackson as the King of Pop and Aretha Franklin crowned the Queen of Soul, the powerhouse and voice behind Y/n & The Romantics from Atlanta, Georgia has become widely associated among critics and fans across the globe as the Daughter of Rock ‘N’ Roll right behind Elvis as its King.

“Did you ever think that would happen?” Payback’s question brought Y/n out of the memory.

“Never,” briefly she look into the house where the framed Rolling Stones magazine hung on the wall, “I was very shocked when I heard the news. Never did it occur to me I would have a title and I would say it’s the biggest honor I have as an artist in this industry. And nowadays you see titles being thrown around all the time, but back then it happened once in a blue moon. So when I heard the news I was like, ‘no fucking way,’.”

“See what I don’t understand is,” Jake cuts in with an odd expression. “How come they waited this long to induct you and the band into the Hall of Fame? To be honest y’all should’ve been in it ages ago.”

“Agreed,” Fanboy tips his beer.

Rooster raises his own, “amen to that.”

Y/n hesitates to answer, conflicted in her eyes that when she turns to look at her husband he could see she was unsure to answer. Pete gives her an encouraging nod causing her to exhale deeply.

“To, how do folks put it…spilling the tea?” Rooster snorted at the phrase, earning a scolding look from Y/n. “Don’t tease me. The whole thing with the Hall of Fame wanting this long is because they at one point—I think ten years ago—wanted to induct just me because of all the solo work I had done since we split up. But I wasn’t on board with that. If they were gonna induct me, they were gonna induct me as part of Y/n & The Romantics. All of us,” she emphasized. “We were a group for thirty years when we split. They have been my best friends since childhood—my ride or die. There was no way in hell I was going to accept an induction to the Hall of Fame without them.”

After a while of digressing that shocking news Javy decides to ask, “What was it like doing the USA for Africa? All those legends together—I still get chills everytime I watch the music video.”

Y/n lights up at the mention of ‘We Are The World’, “it was amazing. Nothing could really put into words what that day was like. When our manager approached us about it we were like, ‘Quincy Jones, Micheal Jackson and Lionel Ritchie want us on their song?’ We didn’t believe it. Then we got to the studio and oh my God,” she makes a gesture with her hands, “I was at a loss for words. Micheal was the first to greet us—it wasn’t the first time we’d met him but still, it was Micheal fucking Jackson. I met a lot of my close friends that day, Micheal included. Cyndi Laupher, Bruce Springsteen, Stevie Wonder, Tina Turner, Steve Perry, Kenny Loggins, Diana Ross.” Y/n lists off more of the artists featured on the track, each one making the daggers jaws drop even more. “They had paired me with Cyndi and I’ll never forget us hitting that note together. We both high fived afterward just absolutely in awe of the other.”

“Weren’t you also in the one they did in 2010 for Haiti?” Bob adjusts his glasses when the thought pops into his head.

The woman nods, “I was. Jaime Foxx had reached out to me personally about it and I immediately agreed. It was hard—especially with it only being a year since we lost Micheal and then of course the reason we were doing it. But it was just as amazing as it was twenty-five years earlier.”

“Do you still keep in touch with a lot of them?” Fanboy asks.

“Here and there,” she answers truthfully. “Whenever I run into them at events we briefly catch up. Of course nowadays with social media it’s more accessible to send a direct message if you don’t have their number. Most of the time I’m in contact with old friends and colleagues when we collaborate or plan to meet up at shows.”

“Who are the people you talk with the most?” Jake pitches in.

“Oh, Cyndi, Janet, Kenny, Lionel,” she lists off. “Bono from U2 and I have been friends for ages so I talk with him a lot. Lenny Kravitz is also someone I try to see often—as well as Chili and Tboz from TLC. We bonded with them since they are also from Atlanta. ”

Phoenix tilts her head, curiosity in her eyes, “Are you and the band collaborating with anyone for your next album?” Instantly Y/n perks up, a smile threatening to form and give herself away. Nat catches it and teases, “I swear to secrecy if you tell us.”

“It’s not you I’m worried about,” Y/n laughs when Rooster pouts, throwing his hands out as he whines, “C’mon. When have I ever leaked your songs or upcoming projects? I think I’ve done pretty good—my track record is going on thirty years, you know.”

Pete laughs with his wife as the daggers begin to tease their fellow aviator. “Better to be safe than sorry, Bradley.” This earns the Captain a light slap on the chest.

“Oh stop,” she playfully scolds. “I’m only teasing.” She returns her attention back to Nat. “I can’t say much because a lot is still in the works….but, I can confirm we’ll be doing a feature with Lenny Kravitz.” Gasps and ‘holy shit’ fill the patio, Javy and Danny on the brink of losing their minds.

“Lenny fucking Kravits!”

“Oh it’s gonna be a hit. Number one on Billboard I’m telling ya.”

By now it was getting cooler outside. The sky was dark with stars twinkling above. Instead of having someone go inside to grab drinks for everyone the group decided to migrate into the living room. Pete distinguishes the fire, Y/n hauls the dogs in with Nat and soon the couches and chairs are occupied.

Jake rubs his jaw, “what would you say is the best advice someone has given you? And who,” he adds, “if you’re open to saying.” Y/n takes a moment to think about her answer. To be honest, she’d received lots of great advice in the 40 plus years of being in the industry from an array of people. There of course was Dolly and Diana who always gave a second opinion whenever needed. There was Michael, who told her to always have fun no matter what life threw at her.

“A long time ago,” she humed, tilting her head back to stare at the ceiling while caressing the bottom of her chin. “I wanna say early 90s, I met Tony Bennett at an award show. Probably Grammy’s or Billboard, but he had approached me just before the show ended and we got to talking. I can’t remember exactly what was said in the conversation but I this always stuck with me,” pausing Y/n places her hand back in her lap. “He said, ‘Cherish the big moments—the milestones, the accomplishments, the things that will leave a legacy long after you’re gone..but also cherish the small moments. The ones you will look back on and remember fondly. As a time you were living your life as if the day was your last.’”

The words hit each of the officers. All taking it in as though Y/n was the one offering them the advice. Something about it resonated with each of them—thinking about their lives and careers. Where often they forgot to cherish little moments because they were overshadowed by big ones. An example for Natasha would be the one time her father gifted her flowers for when she made Lieutenant. Or when Javy’s brother surprised him for his college graduation. The big milestones were the reason the little things even happened.

Then you had all those times the squad would meet up at the beach for dogfight football. Or when a late night drive turns into carpool karaoke. Those small specks of time where you’re truly living in the present.

As Midnight approached the daggers took their leave. Most of them were staying on base or had nearby hotels so they waited a few hours after their last drink to leave. Though Bob was DD so he took most of them home.

Goodbyes were said with promises to meet up again soon. A few of the pilots were expected to report for an upcoming mission that week so they were all on high alert. Y/n of course was worried and gave a pep talk to each of them as they left.

When the house was finally cleared with only the couple and their dogs remaining, Y/n discarded the empty cans and water bottles before rinsing off the dishes. A yawn escaped her, leaning into Pete when he came up behind her, arms going to her waist.

“You know that can wait until morning,” he kissed her cheek, making her smile.

“I know, but I like waking up to see it’s already done. That way I can relax by sleeping in.”

Pete chuckled against her ear, “I leave you to it then. I’ll get the dogs settled and meet you in the room.” With a kiss to her lips, Pete removed himself and whistled for the hounds to follow him down the corridor. Their patter got lighter and lighter, silence filling the room once they were gone.

There wasn’t much to do in the kitchen or living room. Y/n hummed the tone of ‘Don’t You Forget About Me’ as she rinsed the plates and cups to put them in the dishwasher.

“I’ll be alone, dancing, you know it, baby,” she sang under her breath, nodding her head to the beat even though no music was playing. “Going to take you apart. I’ll put us back together at heart baby.”

“Don’t you, forget about me.”

After that was done Y/n took out the trash and placed it by the garage door to remind them in the morning. Next she wiped down the countertops and fixed the couch cushions. Finally the last thing to do was lock the doors and close the curtains.

Moving past the living room to head toward her bedroom, Y/n paused when she came to the wall displaying many photographs from her career milestones. “Don’t lose that dream, little one,” she could hear Elvis say to her as her eyes met the framed Rolling Stones cover in the center. The lighting of the image made it appear of just her silhouette, Y/n’s head tilted up with the echo of a smile on her lips. The microphone right beside her with Danny’s drums in the background.

“Y/n L/n is the Daughter of Rock ‘N’ Roll.”

Dated February 1992. Thirty years since the issue was released. And boy had it been a wild ride for the rockstar.

Brushing her finger over the image and then lightly tapping her knuckles against the glass, Y/n grinned as Elvis' words to 12-year-old self repeated in her head.

“Hope I made you proud, King.”

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laura-the-mellifluous · 10 months

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"Yes, it could even happen to YOU!" - Friend Owl (Disney's Bambi)

I think most modern viewers of Bambi don't watch past the scene where the mother dies, which is a shame, because once Bambi grows up, the story gets a lot more action and humor (unlike the book, which just gets bleaker and trippier). I talk to so many people who have no idea whether Bambi, Thumper, and Flower are males or females, but does that really matter -at least for Flower?

With a film that has such little dialogue, it's not surprising that Flower never refers to themself besides "I," and that those times Flower is assigned, it's only by other characters. With the "dandy" role that is not seen in contemporary films and Flower's natural non-binary color scheme, they still make a great gender fluid/n-pal Disney character. It's also funny that Flower is the first to get "twitterpated" while being such a queer icon. (Flower's mate is named Petunia, by the way)

Oh dear, I've said gay. Guess Florida will have to ban Bambi soon. I'm sure that'll go as well for them as it did for Germany when they tried it. 😘

Non-binary colors = 💛🤍💜🖤

Genderfluid colors = 💗🤍💜🖤💙

#my art #flower the skunk #nonbinary #genderfluid #bambi 1942

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okok so i just wanted to compliment ur writing in a way i haven’t seen others compliment it and it’s smth that i never see in any literature ever w fem MCs especially fan fiction. i love the way u give the MC a personality and life of her own. i like that’s he can stand up for herself and has hopes and passions that don’t just correlate with the men in the series. this is insane for fan fiction ESPECIALLY cuz it’s x reader. i don’t think u understand how much i appreciate it and it’s one of the reasons i most look forward to ur chapters. she’s not just some dumb silly, small, boy-crazy, and perfect mc and i love that!! teen girls are so complex and u right that so well. anyway love ya 🤍🤍

Aww darling this is so sweet!

And let me tell you, (this is most def gonna be a small rant) I feel like reader-insert fics have a really bad reputation, and I know there are factions of the internet that absolutely despise them but I have to say some of the best fanfiction I've ever read, have been reader inserts.

So, while I do know there are some bad ones (I've seen them and read them), I also think the genre has the potential for greatness. I mean, just think about it, it's kind of like playing a videogame in which you get to choose the character you're playing as, customizing and all that. But nobody goes around criticizing video games where you get to basically self-insert into the narrative, do they? (I mean I suppose they do but that's because people like criticizing stuff)

If Dante did it, why can't we?

Either way, what I mean to say is that I'm trying to be one of those incredibly good writers I've encountered who basically redeem the genre by being single-handedly incredible. Writers like @wkemeup @kquil @embrassemoi @maiden-of-asgard @lokisgoodgirl @lokischambermaid @pseudonymmcwriter @matchavellichor @buckyskorpion @myfictionaldreams and many many more writers out there that time after time deliver incredibly amazing content, that never ceases to amaze me!

I'm starting a Defense Club for Reader fics, who wants to join in?

Also... I'm so glad you guys don't think MC is "miss perfect", because she might be talented but she's also dumb and stubborn as fuck and weaving that into the narrative has been so much fun! I didn't want a Jane Doe, I wanted a strong female character with actual fucking flaws and character growth because I want and need to see her struggle and improve. The whole "she's magically talented thing" does not vibe with me. Even if she is a little bit gifted, but then again, she has to be if she wants to keep up with the marauders.

i love the way u give the MC a personality and life of her own. i like that’s he can stand up for herself and has hopes and passions that don’t just correlate with the men in the series.

Ugh this! So happy this is the impression it's giving because since the start, I tried to have the series pass the Bechdel Test because I want to accurately represent women in the story. And while yes, they are teens and of course, they're thinking about dating, they also have their own issues. And while this is the story of how Vixen, Sirius and Remus end up in a throuple, it is also the story of how Vixen ends up in Hogwarts and deals with her new life there, and that aspect of the story is just as interesting to me as the relationship drama.

Either way, I want to thank you for your nice comments, I've had one hell of a week and this most definitely made me feel a lot better. lysm.

Read Gilded Constellations

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wilcze-kudly · 2 months

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Ships you like and dislike for a few characters and why ? I’m interested in your thoughts and analysis. Don’t have to answer all of them I would just love to see some. Tysm and have a good day 💗🤍.

Bolin ( obvi)

Wei

Suyin

Lin

Asami

If you don’t ship Bopal who do you ship Opal with ?

Bumi II

Huan

So for Bolin, I don't have many ships I like for him other than weilin? I think a lot of his canon ships share the theme of either enabling his infantilisation or patronising him. Bolin needs a partner that would support amd challenege him into maturing, but the writers won't give that to us because writing character development is hard.

At least with weilin I can work with my own ideas?

Mind you it's not that I can't get behind other ships, in the right setting,I'm just very picky about how Bo is characterised.

As for Wei, he doesn't have a lot of interactions with any characters outside of Bolin, so I really don't have a lot of ships with him.

One thing I'm sick of seeing is Beifong family incest? If my daily scouring of the web for weilin crumbs is interrupted by a threesome between Wei, Wing and THEIR FATHER, I will blow this solar system into smithereens.

I'm pretty vanilla when it comes to Suyin ships. I adore Sutar they're adorable and I wish we could've seen them when they were younger. I adore the idea of Suyin finding someone to build a life with, I adore the theme of carving out and building a place to call home together, I adore how they're the poster children for malewife/girlboss.

Though one of my crackships is Suyin x any member of the Red Lotus. This would probably place itself somewhere in my Red Lotus! Beifongs AU.

I'm not too fond of Suvira? Like I absolutely get the appeal, in theory. And while Kuvira doesn't consider the Beifongs family, she has been under Suyin's care since she was 8. Most mentor/protégé ships aren't my cup of tea. There are very specific exceptions, but as a rule of thumb, I shy away from this theme.

For Lin, I'm very partial to Linzolt, thanks to my wife. Very interesting dynamic. I also like shipping Lin with women of course; Kyalin, Linsuko, Lin x Buttercup Raiko - all bangers. I like Linzin for what it could've been. I also think Lin x Pema is a fun crackship. Maybe they saw Korrasami and were like: 'hey why not?'. I do however like Lin with Tenzin and Pema together? They'd be a cute throuple. I have a tendency to enjoy shipping Lin with married couples because I tend to ship Lin with San and Naoki as well (Mako and Bolin's parents)

Asami. Like most of the fandom, I adore korrasami. Though I'll be honest when I say... masami was kinda cute? Honestly, any ship where Asami is happy gets a thumbs up from me.

That being said I'm always in the market for some toxic yuri, so Asami x Kuvira or Asami x Jargala are both very intriguing to me.

Another one of my favourite guilty pleasure ships I'm much too invested in is Opal x Asami.

Think about it. They're both rich girls who were isolated from the world. Imagine them sharing stories of the wide world. Imagine Asami upgrading Opal's wingsuit and Opal bringing Asami trinkets from all the places her Air Nomad journeys take her. Imagine Asami getting a real family as the Beifongs adopt her. Her getting a father that would never betray her in Baatar Sr.

Idk I think they'd be good for each other. I think I need to make a longer post on Asami x Opal.

Opal is my favourite female tlok character (Bolin being my fave male character) and tbh I hate her being demoted to a love interest.

That doesn't mean I don't ship her with anyone.

Sapphic Opal has my heart and soul. I ship her with most female characters of the show. Korpal? Exquisite, did you see the synchronised airbending scene? Opalvira? Love their divorced vibe in rote! Opal x Asami? Unsung favourite! Opal x Eska? Opal x Ginger? Yesyesyes!

My one straight ship for Opal is Mako x Opal because I think they'd be good for one another.

Bumi II x Suyin Beifong's chef is my horrible creation. I think this post I made months ago explains it perfectly:

I don't have any particular ships for Huan. I'm quite open to most ships with him, since in my personal opinion he's the most romantic of the Beifong siblings. I can see him with Desna or Eska, Tahno or Ryu the airbender. Mako x Huan is also sweet when you think of it. I think if them both as such big brothers.

I'm not very into Huan x Ikki. Like, I do get why people like it. And I'm not that against age gap relationships. One of the healthiest relationships i know irl has a huge age gap. I just see Ikki and Huan as having such a big brother/little sister relationship it's very hard for me to swap to seeing them as anything romantic. Perhaps as a onesided puppy crush on Ikki's side but anything more is a big big no no

Thanks for the ask, anon, I had fun answering this one! And if you want me to elaborate on any of the mentioned ships, I'll be happy to ramble!

#bolin #wei beifong #suyin beifong #lin beifong #asami sato #opal beifong #bumi ii #huan beifong #legend of korra #tlok #avatar #the legend of korra #avatar the legend of korra #atlok

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All of this in a male dominated industry (Part 1) (George Russell)

Note: english is not my first language

I had this idea/character description in my head and I wanted to write about it (there's a part 2 as tumblr didn't let me post the whole thing as one)

Feedback is appreciated 🤍 and although I'm not taking requests per se, if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so!

Also, thank you so much for every ❤️ and reblog, it means a lot to me!

Tw: Curse words, gender inequality

Part 2 can be read here

You could never have predicted that one of your rants would bring you here.

It started from a lunch break discussion on how women in engineering needed to do a lot more work to prove that they were at least as competent as their male peers, some of your colleagues and friends at the table joining for a polite discussion on their points of view. One thing lead to another and when Grace, one of the senior tutors, thought it was odd that the lab was empty and went looking for you guys, she heard you defend your points, smiling to herself as she had once felt everything you were describing as being the only woman in that project, "Y/N, a word with me please? In my office", she made her presence known in the room. Looking at everyone on the table, you knew that this was either a good thing or a really bad thing, and you hoped for the first. Sitting in the chair opposite to hers on her desk at her office, she went straight to business, "next week we're having a conference", she started, "yeah, I know, I already paid for my place". She offered you a smile you couldn't quite place between creepy and maybe pride, "We're holding a panel about women in engineering and we wanted a student to speak about it, and for the last few weeks I've had my eye on you and I think you'd be a great speaker". That's not how you thought your Wednesday afternoon was going to go, "Me? You want me? Susie Wolff is talking in that panel too", you tried to reason with her, "and? You're afraid you'll outshine her?", she giggled, coming back to the relaxed posture you knew her to have, "You really think this is a good idea?", you asked, "Obviously it's up to you, but if I were you I wouldn't lose this opportunity", she advised. The topic was something you always felt passionate about, from when you were a little girl and wanted to build cars with LEGO blocks instead of princess castles to receiving looks when you were one of the few females in your classrooms in university, earning many "are you sure you're in the right lecture? This is Thermodynamics", and you had looked up to Susie Wolff since you watched a woman do what she did, hoping you'd grow up to be just like her. Yeah, you would be damned if you didn't take that opportunity. Seeing the glimmer in your eyes, your tutor smiled, "just send me a draft until next Tuesday with the topics you want to talk about", before escorting the both of you out to the lab.

Which brought you here, checking if your cards were in the right order, "For anyone who called me stuborn when I was little, here's what you get when you work hard enough for things", you though to yourself as you looked in the mirror, checking if your suit was neatly ironed before heading to the room where everyone who was speaking in the panel gathered before the talk.

That morning, Susie was having breakfast at the factory with the team, George, Lewis, Angela, Toto and John, one of the engineers, sat in the same table whilst the rest of the team sat on the other tables, "Toto, don't forget you said you'd come to my talk this afternoon", Susie said to her husband who nodded, "You're giving a talk?", Lewis asked, "Yeah, it's all about women in engineering and there's this really good research group there, Grace from the university is leading it, and she says that they have some interesting takes on a few things for cars. You might even want to check it out, John, she said that they've tested in simulations and it seems quite good. Actually, you lot should come and see what us women are planning to do when we take over the world", she teased, earning a cheer from Angela, everyone at the table discussing who would ride with who to the conference. Arriving and choosing to sit in one of the available seats at the front, the five of them could see the chairs clearly, waiting for them to be occupied, "look, they have a student talking on the panel too", Angela pointed out from the program they had given out. Claps were heard as who Toto recognised as Grace, an old friend of Susie, sitting in one of the chairs, announcing and welcoming each member of the panel. And when you sat down, a cornflower blue suit complimenting your tones perfectly, you caught George's attention, "that's Y/N, the student Angela was talking about", Lewis said casually to George, "you looked like you could benefit from that information", before turning his head back and clapping for Susie before she began her talk.

The way you carried yourself was mesmerising to George, you were about his age and you spoke like you weren't in front of senior tutors and people from the industry, but like you were talking to your peers, sharing your experiences, the environment you were in granting you the freedom and comfort to do so. As it was the final panel of the day, the department headteacher did a closing session and guided everyone to the coffee break, different foods spread on tables as well as drinks for everyone to enjoy.

"Y/N, that was an amazing talk, and so relaxed as well! We already know Susie was a professional on these things", Angela congratulated you as she nudged Susie's side, "but you did really well too, congratulations!", "We took all of those photos with them, but it's really you who should gave gotten them. In a few years time, everyone will regret they didn't take a picture with you today. Your talk was incredible, I really enjoyed it", Toto complimented, "Thank you so much, it means a lot coming from the both of you. Everyone in this room probably has some sort of a photo of me, maybe I should be worried that they'll have one of me sleeping on top of a textbook in the library", you giggled, drinking from the cup on your hand. John then pulled your attention as you started discussing your project and its potential impact in a Formula 1 car, different points of view and possible obstacles being ruled out as you felt like you were just discussing with your colleagues and not with someone whose hardworking career had lead them to be in one of the top teams of motorsport.

George was positively smouldering, his eyes not being able to leave your figure, noticing how you had a cute little mole just on the side of your eye, showing up when you weren't giggling and had those little creases above your cheek, or how you had a heeled shoe on but still had to look up to talk to John, every now and again adjusting the sleeves of your blazer as you pushed your hair back. "Is someone looking for their next love interest?", George heard Lewis say, "in all honesty she looks like a lovely woman, you should take your opportunity", "you think so? A woman that carries herself with that confidence doesn't fall for 'charm' ou flirty pick up lines, didn't you hear all of her achievements? All of that in this male dominated industry...", George was speechless and Lewis had known him for a while to know that this didn't happen very often, "a male dominated industry you, a male, are part of", Lewis teased, "yeah, that's not helping the situation either", George sighed. "Are you, George Russell, one of the most confident guys I have met, afraid of going up to her?", Lewis couldn't help but laugh, never did he think he would witness something like this, "If it helps in anything, I heard Toto invite her for the next race so maybe you'll get to talk to her then, oh look, there they come", he said as they both looked at Toto, Susie, John and you approaching them, "Hi, thank you so much for coming to the panel. It means a lot to everyone here, and Susie too", you smiled and George knew he was gone, just looking at you. "Hi, I'm Lewis, really good talk, I'm very interested in empowering women in motorsport, usually in the athletes side, but still, if you need anything I'd be happy to help", he said as he elbowed George, as he was rhe only one who hadn't properly introduced himself, "yeah, hello, I'm George Russell, good talk you had there, very important matter you guys talked about", and he felt everyone cringe as soon as the words left his mouth, being saved by someone calling your name, "sorry, I have to go. Again, it was very nice having you here and", you turned to Susie and Toto, "I think I'll take you on that offer", you said, "So you're joining us? Yes! Amazing, I'll email you the details", Susie said as you excused yourself. "Man, since when do you introduce yourself as 'George Russell'? I was trying so hard to not laugh at you just there", Lewis teased, "you really have to up your skills if you ever want her attention on you". Yeah, George thought so too.

When you arrived at the paddock, you couldn't help but feel all of the eyes on you, wondering who was this young woman arriving on her own with every pass possible for the Mercedes AMG Petronas F1 Team, soon spotting Angela walking Roscoe, "Y/N, dear! Hi, how are you?", she said as she stopped for you to pet the dog, "Hi, I've been good. Definitely excited to be here, and you?", you said, feeling the buzz from all the garages rush to get the cars ready, "Back to work, running as usual, bye!", she said quickly as she felt the bulldog pull her so they could continue their walk.

As you walked in the garage, you saw Toto was talking to another tall, older man as he ushered you to come to him, "Y/N, This is Daniel, he is from the FIA, Daniel, this is Y/N, the student I was telling you about", Toto said as you shook the other man's hand, "like I said it won't be a problem" Daniel said before handing Toto some papers and making his way out of the garage, "Sorry Y/N, good morning, I forgot to tell you that we needed to disclose to the FIA if we had someone on the garage and although you're not out employee because we're not paying you and you're a guest, there are a lot of bad tongues in this paddock and it's best if they hear it from us", he explained knowing how some teams would try to bring your presence up if they figured what you were studying and use it against Mercedes just to bring the team down, "Good morning, don't worry, I understand. Again, thanks for having me here, I'm really excited!", you beamed looking at all the car parts the guys were assembling and all of the screens ready to be filled with graphs with the cars' performance. As you were talking with John about some of the latest developments on the project, George and Lewis arrived in the garage, greeting everyone. George had been on your mind since the conference, sure, you knew who he was and always thought he was a handsome man, but seeing him up close just confirmed your suspicions. But truth be told, you hadn't talked much to him and he didn't show any interest, maybe he didn't enjoy the talk, maybe he didn't understand where you came from, or maybe these were all evil thoughts from your head and he didn't have any opinion on it.

"Y/N, glad you could make it!", Lewis said as he hugged you, "we could use your help around here, all these guys have been needing some help and all", he teased, knowing fully well how everyone had been doing the best they could so the car could be in the top places, "I'm here to teach these guys some things, bring them back to their school days", you joined in the banter. George was next, embracing you as he greeted, "Morning Y/N, I'm very happy you're here, we all are", he sent a charming smile once you looked at eachother, "Hopefully we'll see you around", he said before someone called them for a meeting. Staying in the garage as they had their morning meetings and then heading to lunch, you sat in a table with the engineers, all of them wanting to learn about the project you were working on, which didn't go unnoticed by George, "She's all interested in whatever maths they're going on about, how am I supposed to talk to her? I barely now my multiples", he said ironically, feeling that if he didn't start using humour about this situation things would start to really get to him, "George, man, just go talk to her when she's free, we have loads of time around here, today's only Friday", Lewis tried to reason, "you didn't even stutter the last time you spoke to her, it's all good things from now on". When everyone got ready for the first session of free practice, things weren't going as well as they hoped, the car not performing how they hoped it would, and they continued until FP2, the guys getting to the garage and giving their take on how they felt in the car, the team brainstorming about ways to fix it until the next day

Part 2

#george russell imagine #george russell fic #george russell fluff #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic

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astralsweetness · 11 months

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since i follow your ao3 i know what your current obsession is, and i always find these fun, so, recommend a kdrama to tanisha!

Oh! This is a sweet ask. 🤍 @tenpintsofsundrop and I both have a sort of "anxiety" when it comes to watching new things - it's hard for us to get comfortable with the idea of starting something new, so we don't latch onto new shows easily. This also means that I literally only have five or six things I'd recommend to anyone regardless, bcs I don't watch many things period.

So with that in mind I'm gonna "recommend" something for her, not expecting her to watch it, but instead something I think fits her vibes and the things she likes!

Based on her vibes/the vibes I perceive: "Cinderella and the Four Knights". So, this is an older drama (2016) and actually the only kdrama on my "will recommend" list that is primarily romance. Wild, I know? I just usually hate romances LOL.

The female lead is very independent and repeatedly puts the men in their places (and she's so pretty while doing it gjdfghd), and it was the first (and only, I think) show where I actually was smiling and giddy when she interacted with the other lead and they acted happy and in-love. Usually it just bothers me haha. Tanisha really gives me the vibe of "beauty despite hardships", and while this is considered a "romantic comedy" something about this drama immediately made me think of her when I was like "hmm what vibes does Tanisha give me?". Something about choosing to be kind even when life repeatedly gives you no reason to be. Something about radiating a type of beauty even when life tries to dull it. Something like that.

Based on what I think she'd genuinely like: "Strangers From Hell". Is anyone surprised?? I was obsessed with this when it came out, and Tanisha is probably the only friend I have who can deal with gore and horror and wouldn't flinch away from this. It's psychological horror and everything about it is done so smart - the literature parallels are genius, the cinematography is amazing, the music direction is great, and it's really fascinating how you can look back on scenes and see how the main character was being manipulated despite not noticing it at the time. Its also got a great twist[?]-ending, and my favorite thing - it's incredibly short and there's no second season, which means my anxiety for giving it a shot was very low haha (and I'm eternally grateful I did, bcs.. wow). I hate rewatching things but I've rewatched this about three times now.

The acting is phenomenal as well and I literally enjoyed this short experience so much that I talked about it to literally anyone that would listen. It was so fascinating and I could not stop thinking about it.

#tanisha #ask #anonymous #strangers from hell #hell is other people #cinderella and the four knights #cinderella with four knights

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The Love I Strived For

Pairing: Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader

Warning: Comfort, slight Angst

Note: No words, too proud of this. My haikyuu fan side is kicking again so I decided to look back at the character that snatched my heart. I Hope you all love this the way I did. 🤍

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"If she just knows how lucky she is to be close with Sakusa-san"

"To be like her..."

"Can we blame him, she is talented like him."

"She is so lucky..."

"Can I just be her?"

Those were the whispers I always hear the times I walk down the hallways, no matter where I am.

Sakusa's friend

The Woman who was his only exception.

Those words fill my heart with bitterness.

Because of the word 'friend'

They were right, I am talented like him. I am the best setter in the country. I am beautiful. My grades are still stable.

But our relationship will always still be in the so-called friendship.

Love is not his first priority. He could careless about it.

But I started to love him. A great Ace with a humble personality.

He should ask himself why I can't stop loving him.

Love that bloomed when we first met in the youth center for aspiring volleyball players.

That was the start of our story, of our friendship.

But never our love story.

Because no matter how perfect I am, no matter how much we are perfect in the eyes of others, I knew that feeling of acknowledgement would only stay as friends.

I could never ask for more no matter how much I wanted to.

Sakusa Kiyoomi

He was perfect. He has everything I wanted in a partner who I can spend my life with.

He has looks, he is a great player, he is a hard worker, and no matter how great a player he is, he was never prideful about it.

I love everything about him.

But our moments are always like acquaintances. I could never pass that line no matter how many years it has already been.

"I want you to love me. And I'll prove why I'm worth it"

That was the promise I declared wholeheartedly in our elementary days.

But he still feels so distant to me.

He acknowledged me, my love and talent. But never love anything I offered to him.

How am I lucky?

When my efforts seem to go to waste.

How can he love me?

"Senpai" a first year member of our team called out for me when she started to notice I was zoning out that made me look at the match in front of me.

A match where he lost the chance of being a consecutive champion.

I felt tears build up from my eyes when I saw the school's male volleyball team lose the rights to fight for the spot in the championship.

I hate it.

"Senpai... Let's greet them"

She tugged my sleeves like she is urging me to walk to greet the boys and I let my feet follow them.

And standing in front of him feels oddly cold.

So close but feels so far.

Maybe because of the bitterness I felt for him. But I can't blame him especially when it never occurs to him for loving anyone at all.

Right now I don't have the right words to say to him.

"I'll bring the victory to you"

Until those words left my lips.

That is a promise.

I love how his eyes gaze on my own before he nods in acknowledgement and proceeds to go to the locker room to wash up.

I silently yearn the moment he would finally love my efforts. The time where he would realize I am really serious about pursuing him. The moment he will feel proud of me.

I want to see the time where he would smile at me.

Because I just didn't wish for it. I worked for it.

I put sweat and tears to practice. To be a better player, match to him.

I work hard just to be seen. And I would never let go of this chance now that I am in the National Stage.

I'll bring the trophy to him.

I can hear the cheers in the stadium the moment I arrive at the end of the second set with us being in the losing end.

Because my body suddenly shut down from the quarterfinals we won yesterday.

Now that we are in the semifinals, I would not let the same bad luck be the reason why Itachiyama lost.

I am the female volleyball team's setter, the mastermind of every play. I don't want to lose therefore I can't leave.

26-25

The other team won the first set and on the lead on the second set.

The pressure was intense.

Especially when the coach immediately entered me in the game as I stood at the back.

This is my last chance...

I can't give up.

I'm not like his other fans who just wish and dream. I worked hard for it until I was deserving of it.

At this time, I want to be known by the world.

That I am the woman he should be proud of.

Those thoughts made me snatch the second set we almost lost.

Because I promise...

And I didn't realize that the match had finally ended, giving us the ticket to fight for the championship.

The time has finally come...

This is the chance I needed...

"I'm so close. So close"

Yet the night before the final day, my fever spiked up that I can barely breathe.

That's the day where I need to decide whether to play or put my health first.

But it was my dream. Not only for him but for myself too.

That's why my fever was left untold to my team members. Was kept as a secret to the coach.

Because I need to be in the court. At this moment, I need to be there.

That's why no matter how warm it was, no matter how dizzy I got, I kept going without looking back.

Because I finally decided that I will clutch the gold medal.

For our school, for our team, for our hardwork, and for him.

Even if I badly want to end it. I need to keep holding on to it.

Keep surviving.

Until we finally manage to take the last set we need to win.

That was the only time I got to breathe.

I felt my team embrace as we all fell to the ground in happiness.

Tears spill in my eyes as I finally got to laugh genuinely.

I did it

We did it!

Until the numb feeling of my body reminded me of the thing I chose to ignore.

After a few moments of celebrating, we handshake with the other team and while heading to the bleachers to take our supporters.

I felt the captain's hand on my back.

"Thank you because you keep going" she whispered as a small smile lifted from my lips.

"I have no regrets"

We bowed and thanked our supporters as I heard their cheers.

We didn't disappoint our school.

I looked up and saw the male volleyball team looking at us.

While his gaze was focused on me. I felt tears build up from my eyes as I showed a smile.

I was so happy, so happy I did it.

My happiness was immeasurable when I saw how his eyes seemed to rise a little that made my tears fall from my eyes.

Did I do it?

Did I finally make him smile.

My happiness was cut off short when my vision turned black. My own body is finally giving up on me.

It finally reaches its limit.

I started to wake up when I felt the cold towel on my forehead.

And his presence was the one that greeted me.

My eyes looked around and I saw I was in my hotel room and he was the one beside me.

"I'm sick Sakusa..."

I managed to stutter out before I felt the tiredness in my body.

"I know" he stated before he poured me a glass of water and set it on the side table.

He took a hold of my hand before he made me sit up. "You should drink"

He told me as I held the towel in my forehead and took the glass of water he was offering to me.

I drink all of it before setting it on the side table.

"Why are you the one with me?" I asked him before I removed the towel first so I could tie my hair up.

"Should I leave?"

He asked that it made me stare at him and saw he was wearing his mask as usual that made me sigh.

"It's just unusual for a person like you" I mumble as he took the comb before I managed to reach it.

"Let me"

I froze as I felt him touch my hair.

"Your actions are making me have second thoughts if you are really the Sakusa I know"

"Kiyo" I heard him mutter that made my breath hitched from his words.

"This is the only thing I can do" he started as I cherish this moment he was combing my hair for me.

"For a woman who almost risks her life just to not disappoint me" My heart warmed from his words as I looked over him through the mirror.

And I saw how my eyes turned glossy at that moment.

"You did a very dangerous thing there that your fever spikes up to 40°C" he continued before he put my hair in a ponytail.

"Never do that again"

I smiled at his words as I just decided to lean on the headboard so I can have more time to talk to him properly.

"I told you didn't I?" I finally spoke up the moment he took a seat on the end of the bed near me.

"I want to be worthy of a man like you. I want to bring the gold to you" his eyes found mine as I lift a small smile.

"Did I manage that? Those were the questions that first popped into my mind the moment we finally won" I breathlessly mutter as I played with my hands but not breaking off the eye contact from him.

"But only Sakusa Kiyoomi can answer that"

I felt how his eyes gloss a little that made me take a hold of his hand.

"Did I finally become worthy of your love?"

"The world made me feel average no matter how great I was" he managed to utter as I felt his hand tighten his hold on mine.

"Only you made me feel special"

"So Thank you"

"I really love you Kiyo" I stated clearly as I saw how thankful he was from how he gazed at our hands holding each other's palm.

"You made me start to treasure someone like you, Y/n"

And I can finally say without any hesitation.

That the first chapter of our love story officially began.

At the End of Spring Interhigh

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sabohteurs · 6 days

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name : reign pronouns : she / her most active muses : idk about active but highest muses right now are beth dutton ( duhton ), regina mills, tony stark, jackie taylor, quinn corday, paige barlow and shelby callahan. rp pet peeves : no tags on posts at all. idk why. it just bothers me. they don't have to be fancy or anything. just any tag will do. experience / how many years : uhm. i technically consider my start in indie rp as 2013 so eleven years now. jfc. fluff, angst or smut : all of the above. angst mostly, smut second. i don't write a lot of cutesy shit but i should. i want to. but mostly angst and i enjoy smut. i'm happy with anything tbh. plots or memes : also both. i love plotting. i can get real into it, in depth, and i sometimes feel i come on a bit strong. but in saying that, i also love memes. they're a great starting point to figure out how muses vibe and winging it from there is always fun. long or short replies : long. not stupid long ( anymore ) like eight+ paras. but a decent reply. i get carried away sometimes, it's hard for me to keep things short. i can start it relatively short like a one-liner or so. but at some point i will write too much on my end. time to write : i always have the most muse and motivation to write when i can't aka when i'm at work or when i'm in bed. otherwise i typically write after work when i can or on days off, usually early in the morning before my focus starts to drift. i always have to have something on to watch / listen to while i'm writing though. i can't write in silence. are you like your muse ? : absolutely not. i have a type for sure, usually either badass women with severe trauma, so called "villains" that have a tendency to self-sabotage, or middle aged hot moms. also blondes, for some reason. all of which i am not. there are a couple rare exceptions to the above but for the most part, i am a predictable bitch when it comes to female characters and what i'll write / pick up.

tagged by : @cultfic 🤍 tagging : @petrosy4n, @nereidae, @am4zon, @manu-script, + everyone !

#✧ — content : reign.#haven't done one of these in a while #so here we go #. . . i am old #and i have been here forever

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sickvictorianangel · 10 months

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Fanfic Update:

So, as some of you know, I am in the process of writing a story about reader (female) having an affair with Dutch, Arthur and John.

I am proud to say I just finished chapter 1! Guys, it was a ride. I tried so many times and I was never happy about it. But, I decided to not pressure myself and just do it. I can’t promise it is great in any way lol It’s gonna be a slow burn.

Also, the first chapter is more of an introduction to the character and how she met the boys. But, as the story progresses, expect lots of passion and smut 🥵

I will probably post this week or the next, as I still need to proof read it and fix some silly things.

I hope y’all enjoy it and that’s all. 🤍

#arthur morgan #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan x reader #dutch van der linde #john marston #rdr2 #arthur x female reader #rdr2 fanfic

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sweetbillwriting · 1 year

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Move Into My Life 💖

Teaser

Characters: This story is about an AU Bill Skarsgård where a life changing event happend to him 2013 and then one more 2019. These events changed many things in his life.

Setting: L.A. in AU 2023. An easier world without current world problems.

Notes: This is a experiment to a new story. Bill's life in this story is really different from his real life because of the events that have happend in his life. This is just for fun and nothing to read in too much in to. Please like or reblog if you want to see more of this story.🤍 As usual have @b-afterhours helped me with the language🤍

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Bill couldn't see anyone around him even if he heard a lot of people. A lamp stood just in front of him and created a black hole sun in his eyes. He blinked to try to make it go away but it just made it dance in front of his vision.

"Ready?" Said the female interviewer in front of him. Bill blinked a bit more so that he could see her sitting on the chair next to the lamp. On the other side of the chair stood a camera.

"Ready," said Bill with obvious nerves in his voice.

"Here we are with Bill Skarsgård, famous for his many thriller novels but now will be seen differently to many others when he receives our help in meeting the woman of his dreams. Bill has been really private before but will now invite us into his life, his house and see a glimpse of his life as a single father to three girls. Why do you want to do this?"

Bill smiled nervously and dragged his hands over his dark gray slacks.

"Well… I've been alone for quite a long time and I've never been so good at dating so this sounded interesting. To let some girls, women, see my life and see if they would fit in."

"You're known for being very private to many, especially womens disappointment. Will you be able to handle having ten women and a film crew in your home?" The interviewer asked with a lurking voice. Bill breathed out with a smile.

"I don't know. I guess, it's just a month and my daughter's will not be home and I live quite large."

When Bill spoke, pictures of his old but newly renovated manor started to roll for the viewer. It was obvious for everyone there was someone with money that lived there, a taste for minimalism and with young girls in the home. You could spot a pink backpack, a stuffed unicorn and a glitter cardigan if you looked closely.

"You do live quite large. You are a really successful author, starting your career in Sweden and then moved here to work closely with Hollywood. What kind of woman do you think would fit into your life?"

"I don't really care what they work with. The most important thing is that she gets along with my girls and we have stuff in common. She must also accept that my schedule isn't like the ordinary dads."

The interviewer didn't take a break, she just continued on to the next subject.

"Just because you have been so private we don't really know you so I thought I would ask you some quick questions, okay?"

Bill fixed his hair and smiled.

"Sure."

"Age?"

"33."

"Height?"

"6'3-6'4, something like that."

The interviewer gave him admiring look.

"I think many women will like that. What do you spend too much money on?"

Bill thought and stuck out the tip of his tongue.

"Ehh… Food. Like expensive food, restaurants. Wine. My wine seller is stuffed."

"I think you give some great answers, Bill. Say a hot celebrity."

Bill laughed and rubbed his eye. His white button up started to feel quite tight.

"Ehh… Maybe Ana De Armas? But I don't know… I think she is beautiful," he doubted. He didn't want the women who moved in to think he just liked one type.

"You would probably have a chance if she was single. You're a handsome man, Bill. What do you do to take care of your appearance and body?"

Bill looked down at the ground with an embarrassed smile. He didn't really like to talk about such things but he knew he must be sexy. It was TV.

"I try to run every morning and work out three times a week… I have a special facial procedure made by Filorga that I do every morning and night."

The female interviewer smiled again, clearly liking his answer. Bill smiled uncomfortably and thought once again; why do I do this shit?

"What would a perfect date look like?"

Bill looked down on his hands. He didn't even remember the last date he had been on. Had he even dated?

"To be honest I don't really know. I guess I can learn that through this."

The interviewer looked pleased with his answer, like she wanted to coo at him. He was used to women being that way with him. He has gotten away with being really uninvested many times yet still got them to spread their legs for him. He knew that the interviewer probably was the same because she had looked at his height like he was a superhuman and the ring she had on her right hand was suddenly missing.

"How do you wish that date to end?" She said flirtatiously and dragged her long nails from her knee up to the hem of her skirt in a seductive way. Either she wanted the flirting to be a part of the entertainment or her legs wouldn't be shown in the camera angle either way Bill laughed embarrassed and rubbed his forehead with his long fingers. He hoped he could dodge the question but the interviewer continued to look at him with doe eyes.

"It depends on the date I guess," he said finally and shrugged his shoulders.

She snarled her mouth but let him get away with that answer.

"So, the woman in your life, what kind of commitment will they get from you? What do you want for the future?"

Bill liked his lips and looked down on his cognac brown dressing shoes.

"Emm… I want a life partner. To do everything with. To explore with. And I want a female role model for my girls. I can also see more kids in my future." He looked up and smiled with a hint of a blush, like it was a bit embarrassing to actually talk about what he wanted. He knew he wasn't the classic bachelor but his friends that had fooled him into this said that it wasn't what they wanted anyway. They wanted something different. A more reserved man with boyish tendencies would make the female viewers wild, they would think he was mysterious and hard to put a finger on. It would be perfect, his friend believed.

"Marriage?" Said the interviewer with a teasing smile.

Bill doubted a moment but nodded.

"Yeah of course. But it's not a must."

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