#well actually thorne is also a girl's girl but in a man way. he is one of the girls. the other boys aren't but he is

[eerna]

what makes Cinder such a compelling 2012 not-like-other-girls protagonist is that she is surrounded by Other Girls, and she loves them. Iko and Peony are the most stereotypical teenage girls obsessed with pretty clothes and boys and pop culture and she would die for either of them in a heartbeat. Iko rolls in with makeup smeared all over her plastic face and Cinder is like "ayy girl slay!". she knows that she is JUST like other girls in all the ways that matter.

#love it how deeply envious she is of any sort of femininity presented by girls!!! #love it how she is like ''i laugh at silly girls but that's because i am a sad sad person who is afraid of indulging in my own silliness'' #i am about to meet iko again and i can't WAIT cinder and thorne are iconic but we need some more girl power #well actually thorne is also a girl's girl but in a man way. he is one of the girls. the other boys aren't but he is #maaaaaaan i love good YA. i adore good YA. kids read good YA #tlc liveblog

[srvbryn]

heyy, I was the one that asked if you're taking requests and I'm so happy you are!!

Could I request Luke x reader, where reader stats sending him some anonymous notes (just small things to avoid being obvious) and ends up getting kinda sad when Luke is considering almost every girl in the camp except her, and the ending can be whatever you like

Hope you're comfortable with this! 🥺

Also, if you're up to make tags with anon identification can I be 🫀anon? (It's so I can find the answers to my asks faster, but it's okay if you don't want to 😊

Hope you have a nice day 👋

Luke Castellan. Secret notes

𐙚⋆.˚ Luke Castellan X f!reader (no mention of Godly parent)

Summary: "I've always admired you" He used to be the sweetest boy in camp, but now he's known as a traitor.

𐙚⋆.˚ light angst, THEY USED TO BE FRIENDS but then idk shit happened man, Luke actually like reader BUT he thought reader didn't like him so he spend time with different girls everyday to ignore his feelings lol, this shit take a whole different turn LMAOAOA

A/n: THIS ONE IS SO BAD - this writing shit block hit hard 😭😭 I barely have any ideas , I'm sorry if this one is BAD 🫀 anon 😔

“For what it's worth

I did love you

And I could have said it a thousand and one times

But I wanted nothing more than for you to hear

To understand and to represent all that it meant

And I would say it again

To make it a thousand and two I do still love you

And it sure still does sound sweet

For what it's worth

I understand you

Maybe as far as you want me to

Maybe even more, but I do

And the consequences of understanding you

I didn't know would be love

Love unabashed and irreplaceable

Love that can't be replicated

A flame that didn't need to be fanned

Because how can you understand the beauty of a rose

And leave it in the garden...”

Maybe knowing it has thorns?”

Eighteen-year-old (name) has her future all planned out - spending the time at Camp Half Blood and move out of the place; attend college near the city; spend the summer in Spain.

The second I close my eyes, the memories play, and I find myself back at the beginning.

He used to be the sweetest boy in camp, but now he's not. It was sweet how he would respond to girls smiling at him. He was kind, the type of man you would want in a relationship.

He's literally the personification of a fairytale man, the way he walks the way he talks.

He's flawless.

i. The first time I secretly gave you a note

I got some paper and wrote down my feelings for him. This is the first love letter I've ever written, and the first I've sent to Luke.

When I was finished, I went in without anyone noticing, folded the paper, inserted it through the slit, and pushed it inside.

You sigh with relief. It was dumb; seriously, a love letter? He's the most gorgeous and strongest swordsman in the camp, and the only way you can confess is through an anonymous love letter??

It was sparring time, and you really enjoyed it because you could admire Luke Castellan.

What you didn't expect to see was an Aphrodite girl batting her eyelashes so hard while staring at him. She's going to fly with that eyelash of hers, you thought to yourself.

But she has courage, and you admire her for it.

Lover girl: 0

Ms steal your man (#1) : 1

Luke Castellan was still awake that night, looking at the moon, as is his usual routine, which no one knows about.

Reading the notes he found inside his locker,

"Dear Luke, I've always admired you since the first time I saw you. - ♡"

It was short, but not meaningless, because it was the first time someone gave him something to remember.

Lover girl: +1

Ms steal your man (#1): +0

ii. 14th February - I hate you

It would've been nice if your crush noticed you. You would be lying if you said you didn't hate valentine the most.

Inside her cabin, (Name) couldn't shake the sting of loneliness on Valentine's Day.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she imagined Luke enjoying the company with other cabin girls. "Why does he always choose them over me?" she questioned, her heart heavy with unspoken emotions.

Meanwhile, in the dimly lit hallways, Luke laughed with the others, blissfully unaware of (Name)'s pain.

"Luke, why not spend some time with (Name)?" Annabeth suggested, sensing her sadness. Luke brushed it off with a casual remark, "She's fine on her own."

Back in her cabin, (Name) clenched her fists, whispering to herself, "I'm always on my own." She tried to distract herself, but every attempt failed. The distant echoes of laughter outside only intensified her solitude.

As the night deepened, (Name) heard footsteps approaching her cabin. Hope flickered, but it dimmed as she realized it wasn't Luke. A gentle knock echoed, "You okay, (Name)?"

Tears streaming down her face, she replied, "I just wanted to spend Valentine's Day with someone who actually cares."

iii. I should hate you

"You should've seen (Name)'s face," one girl giggled, recounting a previous encounter. "She's such a mess."

Deep in her heartache, (Name) wished Luke would notice her suffering. "Am I not enough?" she wondered, dealing with the harsh reality of his neglect.

The cabin's walls appeared to close in as the weight of unspoken words pressed down.

Luke's laughter echoed through the night, a stark contrast to (Name)'s silent sobs.

She craved his presence, his understanding, but he remained blissfully ignorant. "I thought I meant something to him," she murmured, wiping away tears.

iv. Thank you, Annabeth

The evening sun cast a warm glow over the tranquil lake as (Name) joined Annabeth, Percy, and Grover.

Laughter and chatter filled the air as they settled by the water's edge. Annabeth, with her piercing eyes, couldn't help but notice (Name) seemed distant.

"Hey, (Name), you've been quiet. Everything okay?" she asked, concern etched on her face. (Name) sighed, her gaze fixed on the water. "Yeah, just thinking about stuff, you know?"

Percy, ever the perceptive one, chimed in, "You can talk to us. We're like family."

Grover nodded in agreement, "Totally, (Name), we're here for you."

As they enjoyed the lakeside atmosphere, Annabeth couldn't ignore (Name)'s glances toward where Luke was chatting with another girl.

She approached (Name). "Look, (Name), it's been going on for a while now. You can't keep avoiding this. You should tell Luke how you feel instead of sulking every time he talks to someone else."

(Name) tensed, her expression guarded. "It's not that simple, Annabeth. Luke and I are practically strangers."

Annabeth crossed her arms, her voice gentle yet firm. "You're like an older sister to us, and we hate seeing you upset. If you don't tell him, you'll always wonder 'what if.' Trust me, it's better to know than to wonder."

The words lingered between them, and (Name) mulled them over as they decided to take a dip in the lake. The water was cool, and the moon reflected on its surface as they swam.

Percy splashed water at Grover, starting a playful water fight. (Name) couldn't help but smile at their antics, but her thoughts still lingered on Annabeth's advice.

As they swam back to the shore, Percy asked, "Come on, (Name), join the fun! Don't let your worries ruin the evening."

(Name) hesitated for a moment before giving in, and soon laughter echoed around the lake as they played and enjoyed each other's company.

v. Realization

Luke's curiosity got the better of him when he noticed (Name) sneaking into Hermes Cabin.

As he approached her, he had a furrowed brow and a puzzled expression on his face, and the pile of small love notes in her hands revealed the secret he had unknowingly discovered.

"(Name), what are you doing here? And what's with all these notes?" Luke said.

Her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and nervousness. "Luke, I... um, well, these notes are for you. I've been leaving them hoping you will read them"

Luke's eyes widened in realization, understanding crossing his features.

Luke said teasingly. "You're the one behind these notes? Why keep it a secret?"

Glancing everywhere but at him, you replied "you hangout with different girls everyday what makes you think I have the courage to confess?"

Luke's expression softened as he processed (Name)'s confession. The air between them thickened.

"You don't have to hide, (Name). Your notes brought joy to my days. Knowing it's you only makes them more special."

vi. The prophecy

“Luke—”

“Good-bye, Percy. There is a new Golden Age coming and you won’t be part of it.”

He slashed his sword in an arc and disappeared in a ripple of darkness.

The scorpion lunged.

I swatted it away with my hand and uncapped my sword. The thing jumped at me and I cut it in half in midair.

I was about to congratulate myself until I looked down at my hand. My palm had a huge red welt, oozing and smoking with yellow guck. The thing had gotten me after all.

My ears pounded. My vision went foggy. The water, I thought. It healed me before.

I stumbled to the creek and submerged my hand, but nothing seemed to happen. The poison was too strong. My vision was getting dark. I could barely stand up.

Sixty seconds, Luke had told me.

I had to get back to camp. If I collapsed out here, my body would be dinner for a monster. Nobody would ever know what had happened.

My legs felt like lead. My forehead was burning. I stumbled toward the camp, and the nymphs stirred from their trees.

“Help,” I croaked. “Please . . .”

Two of them took my arms, pulling me along. I remember making it to the clearing, a counselor shouting for help, a centaur blowing a conch horn.

Then everything went black.

Oh gods, "Annabeth-" (name) voice breaks the silence.

"I know (name) I know" She replied.

...

“You idiot,” Annabeth said, which is how I knew she was overjoyed to see me conscious. “You were green and turning gray when me and (name) found you. If it weren’t for Chiron’s healing . . .”

The room was quiet when Percy told them the story.

It was quiet for a long time.

“I can’t believe that Luke...” Annabeth’s voice faltered. Her expression turned angry and sad. “Yes. Yes, I can believe it. May the gods curse him.... He was never the same after his quest.”

“(name) can you believe what he just did?!” Annabeth said.

"I don't.. but seeing Percy like this oh my gods... I'm so sorry Perce"

Maybe I was dumb for not noticing you were plotting to betray us.

See you on the other side, Luke Castellan.

#🫀 anon #luke pjo #luke castellan fluff #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan angst #pjo fanfic #pjo series #pjo x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #percy series #percabeth #grover underwood #annabeth chase

[mingtinys]

A Thorn in the Side

pairing : joshua hong x gn!reader

light angst , fluff , humor

warnings : language , jealous joshy

word count : 1.0 k

requested? no

a/n : can't tell if i like this one or not yet , but i really wanted to get something seventeen related put out !!

Joshua has never liked to think of himself as a jealous person.

In fact, in his own humble opinion, Joshua finds he's secure enough to not let most things bother him.

Some guy wants to buy you a drink at the bar? You're very attractive, it's bound to happen. His members compliment how you look that day? Good, they should, you look amazing. Your coworker is leaving secret love notes on your desk? That's fine, you'll still be clocking out and coming home to Joshua at the end of the day.

For all the attention you receive in a day, it's only ever Joshua who has the privilege of receiving yours. So no, he really doesn't have much need to worry over trivial things.

That being said, every so often, he gets a teeny, little, thorn in his side. The thorn in question being no other than Kim Mingyu and his abnormally large muscles. More specifically, Kim Mingyu's abnormally large muscles in regards to how uncomfortably close they are to you.

You were supposed to be bringing Joshua his gym bag he left at home. Something that would have taken less than a minute to do. Unfortunately, Joshua forgot to take into account the other twelve boys who accompanied him to the gym and had a knack for making his life a living Hell. 

Mingyu stopped you the moment you walked in the door. Engulfing you in a bone-crushing hug and radiating a puppy-like joy he always seems to have when greeting you. But that's not even what did Joshua in. Not by a long shot.

It wasn't until you started giggling about how gross and sweaty he was that Joshua felt something indignant crawl under his skin. Your palms flat against his chest as you tried to push away while Mingyu only held you tighter. Also, why on God's green earth does he feel the need to be shirtless right now!?

And judging from the smug glances Mingyu keeps shooting his way, the boy knows exactly what he's doing. Joshua Hong is a patient man. But the urge to throttle Mingyu is incredibly tempting at the moment.

He doesn't even realize just how long he's been just standing there seething until Jeonghan pokes his head out from behind a machine. "Hey, ‘Shua!" He whispers and it snaps Joshua back down to Earth like a brick to the head. He's twirling a singular earbud in his fingers. "I can hear you grinding your teeth over my music. How much longer are you gonna stand there sulking?"

"I'm not grinding my teeth." He grumbles, a pout set on his lips. Though his jaw is rather sore and he has to actually make an effort to unclench it.

Behind him, Seungkwan snorts. "There's actually visible clouds of steam shooting out of your ears."

Joshua whips his head around and gives the younger boy a look nothing short of homicidal. It only encourages him. "What? Worried Y/N might see something they like?"

"No." He grits out. "I just . . . really need my gym bag."

"Ohhh, okay okay." Seungkwan nods, that same smirk never leaving his face. "Well, it looks like someone might have beaten you to it." Another fit of middle-school-girl giggles erupts between Seungkwan and Jeonghan.

And sure enough, when Joshua returns his attention back to you, a second “thorn” has somehow also found its way over. Lee Chan. "Here, that looks heavy, let me help you," he says, taking the bag from your shoulder, chest puffed and smile toothy. He curls it the way one would a kettlebell, toned and sweaty arms glistening in all their nauseating glory. Seriously, who even flexes like that when picking up a bag? It's just tacky.

That's about all Joshua can stomach for much longer. He can feel the once tiny thorns morphing into jagged claws. Some awful green-eyed beast tearing at his stomach from the inside out. And while he knows he really shouldn't take the bait, he just can’t help it.

He beelines it across the room, walking to where you and his victims members are at a lightning-fast speed. Joshua musters up a sickeningly sweet smile and clears his throat. Mingyu and Chan look at him like they know they're in trouble.

But then your eyes light up at the mere sight of him, and all thoughts he had of ripping Mingyu and Chan a new one fizzle out all too easily. You push past the two boys without another glance in their direction, and a smile only he's capable of evoking plays at your lips.

"Hey, you." You greet him with a peck and the exaggerated gags that fill the room make his chest fill moreso with pride than embarrassment. Your hand slips just under the hem of his shirt, letting your palm lay against his stomach. There it is. That feeling of security. Of trust. Warmth. You lean back slightly and Joshua lets his impulsivity win when he chases your lips for one last reassuring kiss.

"Thank you for bringing my bag."

You hum, threading your fingers through his damp hair, combing it back. "I don't mind. I actually think you need to forget your bag more often."

Joshua tilts his head innocently. He's thrown off guard when you lean in, palm pressing harder against his stomach, and your lips ghost the shell of his ear. Voice low enough so that his members won't hear, which he's thankful for. "You're really hot when you're all sweaty and jealous."

Joshua cringes. "Was it that obvious?"

"Seungkwan's voice carries."

He feels a little stupid now for ever getting so worked up in the first place. His head drops with embarrassment, causing you to giggle. "Hey," you poke at his forehead so he'll look at you. "You know I only have eyes for you, right?" You sound a little more serious this time.

"Yeah, I know."

"Good."

"Hey, hyung," Chan calls, still behind you. "Can you take your bag now? It's actually kind of heavy."

#seventeen #svt #seventeen x reader #seventeen fanfic #svt x reader #svt fanfic #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #joshua hong #hong jisoo #seventeen x you #joshua hong x reader #joshua hong x you #joshua x reader #hong jisoo x reader #hong jisoo x you #hong jisoo imagines #joshua hong imagines #seventeen joshua

[welcometomyoasis]

Don't worry, for our souls are forever intertwined | poly! jihan

Synopsis: change is scary but you can be rest assured that jeonghan and joshua will always be there for you. Prompt: “our favourite little girl/ our only little girl” | requested by @brownsugarbaybee  Jeonghan x female! reader x Joshua | fluff, hurt/ comfort | 6.15k words | warnings: poly relationship, slight profanity  A/n: inspired by this panda video. KARI MY ANGEL! Thank you for the request, you know i adore poly! Hansoo. This is also very self-indulgent sooo… I hope you enjoy~

ִ ࣪𖤐 The soul and heart are intertwined like the vine to the oak.

For as long as you can remember, Jeonghan and Joshua have been in your life. It’s actually hard for you to imagine a time before they were there. They have been there with you, and for you at every step of the way. You became fast friends with them when you all met at the round netted swing in the playground all those years ago. The fondness and adoration that you developed for each other soon turned your friendship into a courtship. The courtship then bloomed into the beautiful relationship that you have with them now. 

If anyone asked how you would describe your relationship with the two, you would liken it to a blooming rose bush. 

Jeonghan was like the thorns and leaves. He was the mood maker in your relationship. Like how leaves provide the whole rose bush with energy, Jeonghan gives you and Joshua energy by always making jokes and doing adorable actions that would make you swoon. Don’t let his actions fool anyone though, like the thorns, his quick wit and sharp tongue would cut down any harm that might come your way. He’s your protector and energiser bunny. 

Joshua on the other hand was like the branches and the stem. These parts of the rose bush are what keeps the plant propped up and supported. Similarly, his level headedness (most of the time), gentle personality, and kindness brings an immense amount of comfort. You can go to him for anything and everything. Joshua always, and I mean always, makes time for the two of you. Whenever you feel like you’re about to topple over, Joshua is always there. He’s your pillar of strength. 

Then, there’s you. You were like the roots that ground the rose bush and make sure that the bush has enough nutrients to keep it healthy. You do the same for Jeonghan and Joshua. Your energy and endless amount of love for them drives them to do their best, and to be their best. You never fail to shower them with care whenever they feel like their heads are about to float away. You are their anchor. 

It’s the three of you pouring your hearts and souls into the relationship that is what makes it fully bloom to become the robust, beautiful rose bush that it is today. 

The only thing is, even the strongest plants can be uprooted by unforeseen changes to the external environment. 

᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃

ִ ࣪𖤐 Change is not an event, it’s a process - Cheryl James

Bringing your hand up to the door, you exhale a shaky breath before rapping against the wood gently. After hearing a muffled, “come in”, you enter the room nervously. 

As you walk into the room, you see rows and rows of books lining the many shelves against the walls. Piles of paper are scattered across the table and the sofa next to the door. At the center of the room, sits your professor. 

Professor Bertrand is a cherry, chubby, bald older man. Over your years in the university, you had built a good rapport with him. He had taught one of your favourite professors during his undergraduate years, and now he was teaching you. 

He looked up at you with a cheeky grin on his face as you took your seat across from him. Letting out a haughty laugh at your apprehension, he clicked his tongue at you. “Even after all these years you still get nervous when a professor asks to see you?”

“Well, when the email says, there is an urgent matter that I need to discuss with you, yes I still do.” You retorted.

Professor Bertrand shook his head. With a knowing smile, he said, “Still, you know it’s never anything bad. Like today. In fact, I called you in here to discuss an exciting opportunity for you about your P.hD application.”

Gingerly taking the pamphlet that was on his table, your eyes widened as you quickly scanned the front page. 

“Is this for a scholarship in Oxford?” You inquired. 

“Yes. As you know, our university is interested in funding some bright students, such as yourself, for further education. Their ultimate goal is to keep you working for the university in the future. Hence, students on scholarship will be bonded to the university for at least 5 years. You’ve constantly proved yourself time and time again. The department has discussed it, and if you want, you can apply for the scholarship. You will have to go through the normal selection process along with other applicants. But you have a high chance of getting it.”

Professor Bertrand’s words lingered in your mind. A fully funded scholarship to Oxford? And a guaranteed job after? That was a dream come true for you. Yet, there was the unsettled feeling of uncertainty that started to creep up on you. Would you be able to succeed? Should you even try to apply? If you got the scholarship you would be away for 4 years. That was a long time. What would happen during that time? What would Jeonghan and Joshua think? What would happen to your relationship? 

You gulped and shuddered at the dark thoughts that flooded your mind. 

Sheepishly smiling at the loud silence that overcame the room, you told Professor Bertrand that you would seriously consider applying. Then, you politely and hastily excused yourself from the room. 

᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃

ִ ࣪𖤐 Sometimes, even the smallest decisions can change our lives forever. 

You were exhausted today. After your talk with Professor Bertrand, you spent the rest of the day mulling over all the possible “what ifs”. You couldn’t get any work done at all. 

You sighed as you entered the foyer in the apartment you shared with Jeonghan and Joshua. You took in a deep breath, inhaling the familiar scent of your home. Home. This was your home. With them. You never wanted to leave. You were too afraid to. 

Just as your thoughts were about to spiral, you were interrupted by the two sets of heavy footsteps, and two bodies launching themselves at you.

��Princess!/ Angel!” Jeonghan and Joshua cried as they wrapped you in their arms. Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around them, giving Joshua a peck on the cheek, and nuzzling your face into Jeonghan’s neck. 

Jeonghan giggled at the ticklish feeling. They pulled away from you and ushered you into the apartment. Jeonghan took your bag and instructed you to quickly get changed so you could all have dinner together. Nodding, you mindlessly walked into the bathroom for a shower. 

Jeonghan and Joshua shared a concerned look as they watched your figure disappear into the bedroom. Something was off with you. The sparkles in your eyes were dimmed. You hunched over slightly as you walked. They noticed these subtle behavioural changes. They were already extremely perceptive people, but that was heightened even more when it came to you. Making an unspoken agreement, they were determined to figure out what was wrong. 

Later during dinner, Jeonghan was telling stories about what happened that day during dance practice. Joshua was adding on silly comments as usual. But that was nothing out of the ordinary. What was unusual, was that you were abnormally quiet and you were only picking at your food instead of shoveling it into your mouth. Your mind was still buzzing with thoughts flying left and right. 

After watching you pick at the same piece of chicken for the 4th time in a row, Jeonghan had enough. He used his chopsticks to keep yours in place. 

Coughing to get your attention, Joshua gently asked, “Princess, is everything okay? Did something happen? Was anyone mean to you?”

When you didn’t answer, Jeonghan immediately started to panic, “someone was mean to you? Who is that? Was it that bitch who gives you dirty looks every time you answer a question? If it’s her I will shove her face in some garbage. She can’t get any uglier anyway.”

Joshua clamped his hand over Jeonghan’s mouth. Reeling back when Jeonghan licked his palm, Joshua’s eyes widened in annoyance and he menacingly (but calmly) said, “let’s not jump to conclusions. Hannie, no violence. Now, princess, you don’t have to tell us now but we’re here for you whenever you are ready to talk.”

At Joshua’s words, you raised a finger to tell them to stop their shenanigans and to wait for you. You quickly fished the pamphlet out of your school bag. Handing it out to them, you nervously chewed on your lip as Jeonghan and Joshua read the pamphlet’s contents. 

Once you were sure they were done reading, you explained, “As you can see, I was offered this opportunity to apply for the scholarship. It’s a big deal and it’s always been my dream. It’s just… I… I don’t know if I want to apply. I don’t know if I can do it. And I would have to be away for 4 years. That means 4 years away from you two. We’ve never been away for more than a month at a time when you are off touring.”

As you spoke, you could see the many emotions flash through Jeonghan and Joshua’s eyes. Shock, happiness, pride, love, adoration. But when realisation set in, you saw discomfort, worry, uncertainty, and heartache. 

Rubbing the back of his neck, Jeonghan shot a quick glance at Joshua who was staring at you with wide eyes. 

“Angel, I don’t know what to say. This is a big deal. It’s a lot to take in now. But I think we can see why you are feeling conflicted about this,” Jeonghan sighed. 

“Don’t get us wrong Princess, it’s an amazing opportunity. We’re really happy for you. Really, we are… it’s just… uhm… yea it’s a lot to take in,” Joshua added. 

You stared at Jeonghan and Joshua. Their seemingly blank faces did nothing to conceal the multitude of conflicting emotions that they were feeling inside. You shrank back into your seat. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to let them know. Maybe you should have just turned Professor Bertrand down. 

Subconsciously, your reservations about the whole situation took over your voice of reason. You took their response as a sign that they were also against you applying for the scholarship. Impulsively, you exclaimed, “See! You’re hesitant about me applying too! This is stupid, I don’t know why I even bothered to entertain the idea of applying at all. It’s not like the local P.hD programmes are any less prestigious. Maybe we should just forget about the whole thing. I'll email Professor Bertrand right away to tell him I'm not interested.”

As you sprung up from your seat, Jeonghan’s hand shot out to grab your wrist. Firmly, he said, “Now. We never said anything about you turning down this opportunity. Don’t take our hesitation as us saying you shouldn’t go. Don’t put words in our mouths and turn us into the bad guys who are stopping you from pursuing your dream just because you yourself are hesitant. Like we said, this is a big deal. It’s a lot to take in at once. But it’s something we should discuss further. Don’t be impulsive. Let’s let this sit for a while and discuss it later when our minds are clearer.”

With that, Jeonghan let go of your wrist and walked out of the dining room. Joshua let out a breath. Glancing at you, he stood up, squeezed your shoulder, pecked your cheek, muttered a soft, “let’s talk later”, and followed after Jeonghan. 

Letting out a frustrated growl, you threw the pamphlet on the floor. Jeonghan had never spoken to you in that tone before. Never. Tears pricked the side of your eyes. Of course you would be the one to let your emotions get the better of you. Jeonghan was right. He almost always was. You were taking their hesitation as a convenient excuse to turn down an opportunity you were conflicted over. Leave it to you to mess up your education opportunity and your relationship at the same time. Huffing, you grabbed your jacket and stormed out of the apartment. 

᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃

ִ ࣪𖤐 When everything is uncertain, everything that is important becomes clear.

Upon hearing the slam of the front door, Joshua furiously wagged an accusatory finger at Jeonghan. 

“Even if you are right, don’t you think you’re being a bit too hard on her? This is a once in a lifetime opportunity for her. She has every right to feel conflicted. She’s just reacting in that way as a defence mechanism. WE are supposed to be the ones who help talk her through it,” Joshua accused.

“She’s being a brat today. And you don’t think that this is our defence mechanism? We get the news that she’s offered this opportunity, and then we have to face the possibility that she’ll be away from us for 4 years. Then she turns the whole situation around and says she will turn down the opportunity because we’re hesitant, which in her mind equals to we don’t want her to go. All of this in the span of 10 minutes,” Jeonghan scoffed. 

“So what? You snap at her and say that we should push the whole thing aside until later? Sure, just push the problem down until it explodes later. I guess you’re good at that,” Joshua hissed. 

Raising his eyebrows at Joshua, Jeonghan growled, “What’s that supposed to mean?” 

Joshua gave Jeonghan a pointed look. Taking a moment to calm himself down, Joshua nodded at Jeonghan to take a seat on the sofa. 

“Remember the time when we were still trainees and you wanted to quit?” Joshua asked.

Rolling his eyes, Jeonghan muttered, “you’re going to have to be more specific. There were multiple times.”

Electing to Ignore Jeonghan’s sarcastic remark, Joshua continued, “It was the one before the last evaluation to see if we would debut. We were all stressed. You were contemplating quitting even before the evaluation. You said you should just quit so you wouldn’t need to face the uncertainty of whether or not you would be allowed to debut. There was uncertainty about whether you would be successful. There was uncertainty about what would happen to your or I guess our friendship with her if we were to debut. You said it would be easier if you just move home. You mused over that for ages while trying to keep a straight face so you wouldn’t stress out the other members. It made you so irritable and angsty all the time.”

Jeonghan let out a heavy breath as he realised where Joshua was going with this story, “of course I remember this one. One day when we were meeting y/n at our usual spot. She just asked about how we felt about the evaluation and I scolded her for being so thoughtless and asking when she knew we were stressed. Then I blurted out all these worries to her. When she didn’t know what to say I took her silence as an acknowledgement that I should quit.”

“Yes. But instead of snapping back at you, she held you as you cried. She told you that although everything was uncertain at the moment, if you chose to quit, that was the end of your journey to becoming an idol. Quitting would be the only outcome you would ever know. So, you should keep pushing on because being an idol after coming so far was important to you. She reminded you that since that we would deal with all the other stuff like our friendship along the way. What happened? We made it. And our friendship with her turned into a loving relationship. Everything turned out okay even if we didn’t know that at the time. Hannie, what she is going through now? You went through before. She’s experiencing all these uncertainties and she doesn’t know how to deal with it.” Joshua replied. 

Seeing that Jeonghan’s eyes were downcast and that he went silent, Joshua patted Jeonghan’s head gently, “Hey, I get it. You’re scared. You’re scared everything is going to change. When she gets in, and we all know she will, she’ll be gone for 4 years. That’s 4 years without her by our side. I don’t know how to deal with that. All these years of being idols, we’re the ones who leave all the time. We’re reliant on her for so many things and so many reasons. This time, it will be different. I’m scared too. But as she said those years ago, we’ll deal with whatever comes our way.”

Under the dim living room lights, Joshua sat there, patting Jeonghan’s head. They both contemplated what these changes would mean for you, and your relationship. 

On one hand, all of you would have to deal with being in a long term relationship. You would be away for 4 whole years. After being in each other’s lives for so long, being accustomed to you, your gentle touch, your scent, your presence, your laugh, your hugs, your kisses, they were sure you were their soulmate. The one who was always there for them, grounding them, keeping them sane. There are no words to express just what you have done for them for all these years. It’s not easy being the girlfriend of an idol, let alone two idols. Yet, you’ve managed. The mere thought of being away from you for two days when they were having concerts already tore them apart. What more being away from you for 4 years, not counting all the visits that you would definitely schedule. They couldn’t bear the thought.

On the other hand, this was a golden opportunity for you. It’s your dream, and always has been. It would do wonders for your career. You would be able to achieve so much. Now, the time has come that your roles are to be reversed. It was your turn to fly high with them supporting you. To see you succeed, Jeonghan and Joshua would gladly swallow all their emotions. 

After a while, Jeonghan pulled away from Joshua. They looked into each other’s eyes with determined gazes. They had finally found what they had been searching for all along - the resolve that they would encourage you to go because your happiness and success came first. 

You were the most important person to them. Although they needed you, they knew you needed to grasp this opportunity just as much or maybe even more.  

᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃

ִ ࣪𖤐 Do what you think is right for you so you won’t regret anything later regardless of the consequences.

Meanwhile, you were walking aimlessly around the streets. Everything around you felt like a blur. The whir of the cars on the street became a faint buzz in your ear. The bright glare from the street lamps became dimmer in your mind. Your emotions had quietened down. You no longer felt that rush of adrenaline that you did when you stormed out of the apartment. The conflicting emotions and thoughts disappeared. Your mind had gone blank. You just felt empty. Empty and so alone. Still, the weight you felt on your heart was a constant reminder of the need to make a decision and your fight with Jeonghan. 

The next time you looked up, you found yourself at the spot that you always held closely to your heart. You guessed that subconsciously, your heart brought you here. It was the playground where you met Jeonghan and Joshua for the first time. Although it was at a park, the playground was tucked in a corner and was never crowded. 

You made your way further into the playground, sitting down on the round netted swing where your first meeting took place. Feeling the roughness of the ropes’ fabric against your fingertips, you let a small smile spread across your face. You always felt at peace here. Perhaps it was the quietness of the space, or the rustling of the leaves in the background, or maybe even the cool breeze that softly caressed your face. You never could figure it out though, for now you didn’t care. The emotional reprieve that these familiar surroundings brought you was liberating. Wanting to savour this feeling, you leaned back and closed your eyes.

Inevitably, your mind began to wander. This place held so many precious memories for you after all. It was where your relationship began. Oh how all of you have grown since then. Despite the meeting taking place years ago, you can still remember it like it was just yesterday.

It was June 2013. Your family moved to Seoul for your father’s new job. You were so excited to be in the bustle of the big city but sometimes, you missed the peace of your old home. After being in this housing estate for 1 month, you knew that the playground was usually empty at all hours of the day. You gleefully dumped your bag at home after school and sprinted to the playground.

You skidded to a halt when you saw two unfamiliar faces crammed onto the netted swing at the playground. Raising a questioning eyebrow at the two of them, you wondered what they were doing. Shrugging your shoulders, you decided to walk away since it wasn’t any of your business. 

However, it seemed that your footsteps caught their attention. They shot up from the netted swing. Startled at their sudden movement, you just stared at each other. Your eyes shot back and forth between the two boys. They had similar builds, and you thought they were twins. Both were also extremely cute. Feeling the heat rush up your face, you shook your head to try and shake the thoughts away. 

One of the boys gave you a cheeky grin. The other smiled in amusement, his eyes curling up into little crescent moons. The former called out, “Hello! I’m Jeonghan! This is Joshuji! He’s from LA!”

You approached them apprehensively, “I’m y/n. Sorry I didn’t mean to stare.”

Jeonghan’s grin widened even more, “Joshuji! I told you she was staring!”

Confused, you asked, “Joshuji?”

‘Joshuji’ elbowed Jeonghan with a grunt, “My name is Joshua. Only this idiot calls me Joshuji. Anyway, it’s nice to meet you y/n.”

You nodded in understanding. You were feeling awkward as you obviously interrupted them. You shuffled your feet, and were about to turn away when you heard Jeonghan’s voice again. 

“So y/n. What are you doing here? You look a little too old to be here at a playground.”

You crossed your arms, huffing, “I’m only sixteen. Technically, you’re never too old to play at a playground. Besides, you both look older than me.”

“Touché.” Jeonghan chuckled. 

Jeonghan pushed Joshua to the side, earning a glare from him. Jeonghan ignored Joshua, patting the small tiny space in between them. 

Pointing to yourself, you asked incredulously, “I’m sorry, you want me to sit THERE? We’ll never fit.”

“Come on Angel, you’ll never get another chance to sit between two handsome boys again,” Jeonghan smirked. 

Joshua rolled his eyes at Jeonghan’s words, coughing, “calling yourself handsome is so conceited.”

You watched amused as Jeonghan and Joshua began bickering with each other about who was more handsome. Unable to control your laughter anymore, you burst into a fit of giggles. You brazenly walked over to squeeze yourself in between them. Hey, it’s like Jeonghan said. You’ll never get another chance to sit like that again. You were going to take what you were offered. 

Surprisingly, the swing managed to handle the weight of the three of you. But you were all squished together, your leg was almost on top of Joshua’s leg while his arm lay on the space above your head. Jeonghan, that menace cheekily turned to his side to rest near your waist. His face was dangerously close to your face. You could feel his breath against your ear. 

They were already good looking from afar. Being this close to them? Jeonghan’s boyish looks, wide bright eyes, and playful persona made you swoon. Joshua’s gentle persona was a big contrast to Jeonghan’s, though he was no less attractive with his big doe eyes and lips that curled up at the tips. You felt like you were about to combust. 

Unbeknownst to you at the time, they felt inexplicably drawn towards you. There was just something about you. They needed to figure out what that was. And that was how your friendship with Jeonghan and Joshua began. This was also one of the only times Jeonghan was wrong. Because you certainly got the chance to sit between those two handsome boys again, and again, and again. 

Chuckling at that memory, you let out a contented sigh. You slowly opened your eyes at the thought. It was a cloudless night, allowing the full moon to shine brightly above in the sky. You reached upwards, making a grasping motion, as if you were trying to hold onto the moon. As you repeated that motion, staring at the streaks of light that broke through your fingers, the fog in your mind started to clear. 

There were seeds of doubt planted in your mind. You acknowledged that. There was uncertainty about whether you would even succeed should you apply for the scholarship. Would you live up to the expectations that your professors and the university placed on you? The expectations that you placed on yourself? Plus, you never lived away from home alone before. Would you adapt well? How was that going to impact your life? It will be 4 long years of you being alone. 

At the heart of the whole matter, there was your relationship. Honestly? You didn’t know what you would do without Jeonghan and Joshua by your side. Despite all the success they achieved, as they flew higher and higher, they had been constants in your life. To think, those two cheeky 17 year old boys wormed their way into your heart to become your closest friends, confidents, and lovers. You were with each other through thick and thin. Their debut, your university graduation, entry into graduate school, their contract renewal, world tours. All these big events, and everything else in between. Your lives, your memories, your past, your souls, had been so intertwined that the mere thought of that being untangled frightened you to your core. 

What will happen in the future? You didn’t know. You never will know. But at the moment in the present, when you are faced with these choices that would impact your future, you know that you should choose what you would regret the least. You should choose what your heart desires the most so that when that future comes, no matter the outcome, you can say that at least you tried. You would be able to live with little to no regrets. 

Staring at your outstretched hand against the moon, you made peace with what it was that you truly wanted. You wanted to grasp this golden opportunity that you were presented with. You needed to. You needed to do this for yourself. You need to try to fulfill your dream, your full potential so you won't have regrets in the future. You would choose your education. 

It wasn’t that you weren’t choosing your relationship either. Rather, you chose to put your faith in the strength of your relationship. You chose to put your faith in the three of you. As much as your heart desired to stay with Jeonghan and Joshua, keeping the status quo, you had already been through so much together. It was almost guaranteed that you would all remain strong in the face of any other adversities. That much you knew. 

Grasping at the moon one more time, you lowered your clenched fist, bringing it to your heart. Making peace with your decision was a bittersweet feeling. But it was a feeling that you fully embraced. You wanted to live with no regrets. 

᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃

ִ ࣪𖤐 Embrace uncertainty. Some of the most beautiful chapters in our lives won’t have a title until much later - Bob Goff

“We thought we would find you here.”

A voice broke you out of your thoughts. Sitting up from the netted swing, you saw Jeonghan and Joshua walking towards you. Giving them a sheepish grin, you patted the empty spaces next to you. 

Unlike the first time when you climbed on the swing, they had no reason to keep their distance from you. They both lay down on their sides facing you while you remained lying face up. Your leg now fully on top of Joshua’s and his arm under your head, cushioning your head from the roughness of the rope. Jeonghan’s arm wrapped around your waist and he pulled himself closer to you. It’s just that now, he rested his head against your shoulder. You also brought your hand to rest on top of Jeonghan’s hand, your other rested on top of Joshua’s thigh. 

For a while, the three of you lay there, taking in each other’s presences. You could feel their love filled gazes on you. You squeezed your hands lightly to let them know how much you appreciate them being there. 

“I’m sorry Hannie. I shouldn’t have been so impulsive. You were right, I shouldn’t have used you both as an excuse to turn down the scholarship opportunity. That wasn’t fair,” you started. 

Jeonghan hummed in understanding, lightly brushing your waist, “well. Thank you for saying that Angel. But I should have tried to be more understanding of your feelings as well. I’m sorry.”

“Ahem? Well I have nothing to apologise for. Though I do accept both of your apologies for being stubborn babies.” Joshua smirked. 

You gave Jeonghan a look before you both lightly smacked Joshua’s arm. Joshua let out a whine, “why are you always hitting me when we are here?”

Jeonghan retorted, “because being here makes you a brat. Oh wait, you kind of always are one.”

Joshua stuck out his tongue in response, “says the biggest brat here.”

Laughing at their unending bickering, you mused, “it’s been what? Nine or ten years since we met and you both never change. Still bickering here on the good old netted swing under the big tree.”

Jeonghan and Joshua turned their attention back to you. The way you laughed was always so endearing to them. They were glad you were obviously feeling better. 

Joshua decided to bite the bullet and said, “Princess? Jeonghan and I were talking about this. We admit, we are hesitant and worried, but we think you should take the offer. What’s 4 years right? We’ll all be fine.”

“Yes, you should go. It’s been your dream since you were younger. You should push forward with it. We will respect your decision either way. Just know that we will support you, and that we’ll be here to face whatever comes. Together. You never know what will happen if you don’t even try. Remember what you said to me those years ago Angel? If you quit, you’ll never know any other outcome besides quitting. Let’s all face the future together. Uncertainties and all,” Jeonghan added.

When you heard their words, your lips trembled. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you murmured, “Actually, I was just about to tell you. I decided that I do want to apply. It is a once in a lifetime opportunity. I can’t just let this slip away from me. I think if I choose anything else, I will have to shoulder those regrets for life. I love you both. So so much. It means the world to me that you are supportive of me. I…”

As your voice trailed off, Joshua brought his hand to wipe the stray tears that had started to fall. Jeonghan nuzzled his face into your neck. Their actions, seemingly small, spoke volumes. You understood what they wanted to convey to you. That of course they would support you. That they wanted the best for you. That they had faith in your relationship. That everything would be okay. That they loved you too. 

At that, you choked back a sob. 

“Ahhh, Angel, don’t cry. If you sob, we’ll start crying too,” Jeonghan’s voice quivered. 

“That’s right princess. Don’t think too much, okay? We’re soulmates. We’ll come out stronger from this experience. Just enjoy the experiences that you will be able to have. Who knows? It might be some of the most beautiful moments of your life. Besides, Jeonghan will have to go into the army soon. Maybe I’ll take a hiatus and move to Oxford with you, be your official hot trophy house husband slash sugar daddy? We’ll use Jeonghan’s credit cards for everything though,” Joshua joked, trying to lighten the mood. 

“Yea, remind me to pass you Seungcheol’s credit card…” Jeonghan noted. 

Jeonghan and Joshua watched adoringly as you started laughing softly between the tears that were still streaming down your face. Especially under the moonlight, even when crying, you looked so beautiful to them. Subconsciously, you all knew that everything would be okay. One day, you will be able to look back at this moment as the beginning of one of the most memorable journeys of your life. 

᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃

ִ ࣪𖤐 If there is only one thing in the world we can be sure of, it’s that we will always belong with each other.

Time flies when you’re really busy. Since that fateful night, many things have happened. Obviously, you applied and were accepted into the scholarship programme. Corresponding with new professors, housing applications, visas, and a whole bunch of packing then commenced. Before you knew it, you were supposed to be leaving tomorrow. 

You gripped the jacket you were folding more tightly at the thought. Noticing your apprehension, Jeonghan and Joshua walked over to you. They placed their hands above yours. 

“You will be okay. We’ll be okay. You’ll always be our only little girl no matter what,” Jeonghan gently reminded you. 

“Yea! We’re just a text away. Whatever you need, no matter how small. Just text or call us. We’ll even hop on a plane and fly to you if you need us,” Joshua quipped. 

Sucking in a deep breath, you nodded trying not to fixate on your nerves. Still, it was hard because you knew they were just as nervous as you about the whole situation. 

Jeonghan sighed, knowing that even words would not reassure any of you now. Peering out the window, he let out a chuckle, “Maybe we should take a break. The sun is setting right now. Shall we go to our usual spot and watch the sunset? We can resume packing later.”

Joshua nodded enthusiastically at Jeonghan’s words, “what do you say Princess?”

“Oh I don’t know…” you stammered. 

Jeonghan rolled his eyes and lightly grabbed your hand, “Come on Angel. Let’s go.” 

Joshua snickered, following behind Jeonghan who was dragging you down the stairs. Once you all reached the park, Jeonghan let go of your hand and bolted forward.

Jeonghan screamed, “Last one to the swing is a rotten egg!”

Joshua whined, running after Jeonghan immediately, “Hannie you big cheater!”

Your eyes softened as you watched Jeonghan and Joshua run towards your spot at the netted swing under the tree. It will be a long time again before you will return to this spot. But you had no regrets about the decision you made. 

Sure, you all still had a long way to go. Your journey was still at the beginning. You were sure that there would be just as many hardships as celebratory moments. Let those come. You had faith you, Jeonghan, and Joshua would be able to deal with it along the way. 

Jeonghan and Joshua noticed you weren’t running behind them. They slowed down, turned back, and yelled, waving you over to them. Beaming at them, you shoved those thoughts to the back of your mind. 

Right now, you knew you should just embrace the uncertainty of the future because you were certain that the three of you would be okay. No matter how far apart you all are, you will always find your way back to them. Watching Jeonghan and Joshua wave you over, the rest of your surroundings blurred. You could only see, and feel yourself running towards them as you made a mental note to yourself - Don’t worry, for our souls are forever intertwined. 

And so, just like the blooming rose bush, your relationship will continue to hold strong, come what may. 

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[garden-of-omegas]

⚜ FIRST MEETING [SPYXFAMILY - THE FAMILY] ⚜

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characters: loid forger | yor forger/briar | yuri briar summary: the details of your first meeting with your future mate. warnings: spies, contract killers, references to assassination, references to torture, adopted families, references to war, yuri rating: sfw a/n: guess who finished the spy x family anime? i did! i love yuri so much, and i love the forgers so much, and i love so many characters so much! honestly, haven't felt this motivated to finish something in ages. i'm back bitches! hopefully i'll start getting faster at writing these too.

~🎕

└── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────

≿━━━━༺❀ loid forger ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a hitman. you'd never really been anything else. you were infamously known as "dawn", though no one had ever actually been able to pin anything on you specifically, mostly because you could control minds.

✿ both your and loid's ages are... nebulous at best, though loid had been working as a spy for about a decade, while you'd been in the business for at least two of those.

✿ you'd recently come to ostania under an alias to work as a teacher at the eden academy. loid was looking for an alpha to play a part in his pretend family, and just happened to meet you while shopping for anya. the moment she realized you were a spy too, your fate was sealed. anya insisted on you becoming her new appa, and once loid realized where you worked he saw an opportunity. you on the other hand, thought that a marriage could be beneficial to blending in while on your mission.

✿ before neither of you got to the point of actually proposing (a fake marriage) you received a mission to retrieve some valuables, a mission loid had also gotten. after several shenanigans, the two of you run into each other out of disguise, get chased by a bunch of smugglers, and loid proposes to you to the sound of explosions. you say yes. obviously.

✿ loid found you inconspicuous, a bit odd but sweet. admittedly, anya's love for you might've made him a lot less suspicious than he might've been if he actually paid any attention to literally anything about you. loid was handsome, and that was about the extend of your initial thoughts. a decent man, with a good job, and an adorable daughter. the perfect cover for any spy, which you should've probably thought about a little harder.

≿━━━━༺❀ yor briar ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were an... "interrogator", let's put it that way. but also the heir of a mysterious earl, who'd been kind enough to take you in when you were a child and taught you to be the person you are today, to be "the bloody prince".

✿ yor was 26, while you were 25. your father had recently started insisting that you find yourself a spouse, as you were soon to start training a child of your own.

✿ you actually met while working. you were having a "conversation" with a target, trying to get the names of some traitors out of him when the thorn princess showed up to kill your target. you fought about it, you even tried using your powers against her but they didn't work. she pretty much kicked your ass, and you barely got away. after finding a place to catch your breath, you realized that you found your almost killer to be heart-poundingly beautiful.

✿ you met yor a few days later, having met your new protege (a cute little girl by the name of nel) just the same day. she noticed yor and complimented her looks, which got you interested in her as well. while you were still a bit hung up on the mysterious beauty who almost killed you, yor seemed sweet and the type to not ask too many questions. thus, you asked her out on a date, and became a bit infatuated when she got flustered by the whole thing. she still said yes of course.

✿ yor found your secret identity to be impressive, if a little cruel. not that she could really speak on it. but meeting the real you, she thought that you were the most handsome alpha she'd ever met. if only you didn't fluster her so much. you enjoyed both sides of her, not that you knew they were the same person. she was strong, she was beautiful, she was everything you could possibly want in an omega. but you weren't actually looking for love, as you claimed to yourself.

≿━━━━༺❀ yuri briar ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were the leader of an anti-government organization, still in it's starting stages. but for the most part you were simply going to school, trying to quickly get yourself through schooling to start truly working towards your goals with your comrades.

✿ you were 17, on your second year of college, while yuri was 14 and already on his first year of college. it'd been three years since you started your group.

✿ to put it simply, you and him were put together as roommates. you'd been impossible to find a roommate for, and yuri didn't get along with any of his classmates, so the administration thought that the two of you could just bother each other. and bother each other did you, both of your personalities clashing together the moment you met. especially about your views, even though you didn't dare to actually talk about your true beliefs. but it was hard, yuri was far too talented at riling you up.

✿ you remained roommates for the last two years of your schooling, and it was a disaster up until that point. but there were moments of peace, where yuri would help you with your school work and you'd look after him to make sure none of the older students bothered him. but most of your relationship was full of bickering and disagreements.

✿ yuri thought that you were the most annoying roommate one could possibly have, not for your habits or anything (you were actually pretty strict about keeping the place clean) but your personality. he admittedly did get a bit of a crush on you already, but would never admit to it. yuri was a kid. an annoying one, but an understandable one too. you didn't actually hold anything he said too seriously, and mostly just enjoyed riling him up because he'd act all huffy and cute about it. if he wasn't so stubborn about his beliefs, you might've asked him to join your cause.

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[honeybleed]

thorns ⋆ caesar zeppeli

part one

content & warnings: fem!reader, canon compliant, joseph is a childhood friend, speedwagon is reader’s adoptive father, fluff, smut (virginity loss) mdni & happy ending

author’s note: reupload LAWL also dis fanart fye af ALSOOO part one of this was my very first fic on this blog? (meaning the smut was terrible) time flies fr bc i legit remember in january every time i came on here it was like an echo chamber of me talking to myself, my page was hideous asf, fic layouts raggedy now i’ve made so much good mutuals n memories ☹️ eee but weirdly enough i actually prefer the older fics compared to my latest ones.

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You were bored beyond your mind.

And you've been bored since those two had taken off for their Hamon training. You'd lost track of time.

Speedwagon drops by here and there, but he's always busy regardless.

You can't do anything about it. It's been an endless cycle of sunbathing at the hotel's pool, getting hit on by random guests, and mustering poor Italian to say you don't speak the language with a thank you but no thank you.

Today, you decided to do things differently and sit in the living room of the suite and quietly settle down with a book.

But you started to feel fidgety and restless. Usually, you had a good attention span when it came to reading. It was your favorite thing to do. However, you catch yourself reminiscing a lot about the day you had spent with Caesar.

Hell, you'd even put up with Caesar and Joseph's incessant bickering since the silence was driving you up the wall.

Caesar.

You found yourself daydreaming about him more often than you should.

It was bad enough that the man was so devastatingly gorgeous he'd make a nun rethink her vows but to have felt his hands on your body, those forest green eyes that gazed at you with adoration and warmth.

"Y/N!" You hear a familiar resolute voice boom, dragging you out of your slightly crude thoughts.

While Speedwagon had been a lot more stressed resulting in his jolly manner withering slightly, you could see he was returning to his old self once again. "My sunshine!"

"Ew, I have not heard that nickname in nearly a decade, let's keep it that way." You snarked as he bustled towards you.

"What happened to my little girl, huh?" He countered.

"Life. Anyways, you seem to be in an awfully good mood. Care to enlighten me?"

"I noticed how reclusive you've become since Jojo's departure-"

"What-"

"I noticed how reclusive you've become since Jojo's departure-"

"What-"

"So I took the liberty of getting you an invite to Caesar and Jojo's mentor's home. Usually, they are a pretty private person but you know me!"

"Yep, the man, the legend himself, Robert E.O Speedwagon." You grinned as you reached up to clasp his shoulder.

"Dad to you." He chastised.

Soon enough, a tall, elegant woman with dark brown hair that cascaded past her shoulders, eyes blue as the ocean, and fair skin that looked like porcelain greeted you and Speedwagon.

They exchanged pleasantries. It seemed like they knew each other well.

She turned to focus on you with her piercing gaze as if she were analysing you.

"Ah, you must be Speedwagon's daughter. He doesn't know how to shut up about you." She snickered as she put a hand on her hip. You looked at Speedwagon who shook his head.

"Nice to meet you." You said, with a polite smile.

"I can't possibly begin to imagine how a timid thing like you was dealing with Joseph for that long." She said, with a brow raised.

"On the contrary." Speedwagon interjected. "She developed a venomous tongue being stuck with him for so long."

"What?! No, I haven't-"

"Lies."

As you followed after the woman, whose stride maintained grace and elegance, she described the grand manor but you knew she was withholding pretty big information. however, you knew better than to pry.

"Suzi Q!" She called out, and a young lady bounded towards her, smiling from ear to ear.

"Yes, Madam Lisa Lisa?"

"This is Y/N, she'll be our guest for the day so cater to her. I have business elsewhere to take care of but I'll be back tomorrow morning. Is that alright?" She told the lady who nodded enthusiastically.

"Go ahead Madam, I'll take good care of the house. Just leave it to me!" Suzi affirmed.

"I'll show you around, then we can have lunch!" She smiled at you.

"So...you're friends of Jojo and Caesar?" She asked as you walked with her side by side.

"Well, I met Caesar fairly recently.." You muttered, butterflies bursting in your stomach as you remembered the day you spent with him as well as your daydreams. "And Jojo has been by my side for some years now. How are you finding them?"

"Oh." Suzi gasped. "I guess I don't talk to them much since I'm occupied with errands..."

"But Caesar is a sweetheart! Jojo seems moody around him but he's sorta eye candy." She giggled, cheeks dusted with pink.

You snorted to yourself.

You saw many girls crush on Joseph throughout the years. In the beginning, he was pretty oblivious, and still in the childhood mindset of "yucky".

Then you became adolescents and he didn't retain any of the famous gentlemanly charm of his grandfather's that Speedwagon and Erina gushed about.

He then morphed into the textbook stereotype pervert who made jokes about being a Peeping Tom and panty raids. But you were both in your early twenties now, so you hoped he'd grown out of that.

As cynical as you were.

"Well, a sweet girl like you is too good for him." You stated as you sat at the tea table adorned with doilies on the balcony, which overlooked the glimmering, turquoise sea.

"Hey! I don't like him or anything!" She quipped, defensive.

"My bad." You responded with hands in the air. "Your body language seems to be telling a different story though." You teased as soon as she was out of earshot.

She brought a tray with a large jug of lemonade and ice with some small bite-sized snacks and conversed with you.

Small talk usually seemed tedious but with Suzi Q's eccentric and ditzy demeanor, it was lively, to say the least.

You returned the vigor and asked her about working for Lisa Lisa, which she didn't have much to say other than she was grateful.

"OI! TEACH, WHERE ARE YOU?!" A voice called out. In swaggered none other than Joseph, who froze and did a double take when he saw you sat opposite Suzi.

"Jojo..!" Suzi tittered. "How many times do I have to tell you to refer to Madam Lisa Lisa formally?!"

"Gah! What is she doing here?!" Jojo exclaimed as he gestured towards you.

"Hello to you too, Jojo." You responded, wryly. It was almost as if he liked to act dense on purpose.

"She's a guest! And you better show some manners." Suzi said, firmly.

"Or what?" Joseph questioned, a smirk on his face.

"Ignore him."

"Where's Caesar?" You asked. You purposely asked now to get under Joseph's skin but you were curious nonetheless.

"Oh...I haven't seen him today." She said. "I wish I could help."

"Don't worry. You've been a gracious host." You reassured her as you reached out to pat her shoulder.

"Typical. She visits and doesn't even check on me." Joseph said, scathingly.

"You just got here, you numbskull." You said, haughtily as you elbowed his side. As you and Suzi sat opposite each other on the round, small table, Joseph had been looming over the two of you.

"I just think you just like to compete with Caesar over everything." You snapped.

Suzi burst into hysterics.

"Oh my god, how did I not notice that before?" She cackled. "Even at dinner, he tries to finish first!"

"Suzi!" Joseph called out. "Why are you telling her that...?!"

"Just an observation." Suzi responded nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.

It was a ridiculous sight, a six-foot-five man sulking like a toddler. Which made it all the more funnier.

"How's training for...whatever." You asked, turning to face Joseph in your chair.

"None of your business!" He retorted.

"Forget I even asked."

"It's super secret Hamon business. Non-Hamon users aren't allowed to know." He continued.

"I got it the first time." You said, drily.

"Yep, powerless humans have no jurisdiction in this-"

"WE GET IT!" You and Suzi both exclaimed in unison, then stared at each other wide-eyed. The surreality of it made the two of you double over in laughter.

"So you two bond over bullying me?!" He cried out.

You stood up from the seat to reach out a hand to pinch his cheek which was an arduous task in itself with how chiseled his face was, but you still managed to tug on some skin causing him to yelp out in pain.

"What's the matter? I thought powerless humans-"

"Okay, okay, I apologise! Let go." He whined and you obliged.

"Your boyfriend is on the rooftop. I beat him." He said triumphantly with a smug look on his face.

"Oh, I'm sure you did." You drawled. "Does Jojo want a cookie?" causing Suzi to snort.

"Your venom-laced tongue will not take away from my achievement, harpy!"

You hooked your fingers to replicate a claw and did a slashing motion as you hissed. Then turned on your heel to head to the rooftop.

"Be gone!" He called out.

You made your way up onto the rooftop as the sunset. The sky was painted with magnificent shades of oranges and yellows.

It was a familiar setting when you had approached him on the balcony at the hotel which seemed like forever ago.

He sat with one leg stretched out, the other knee bent.

"Hello, stranger." You grinned. His eyes widened at the sight of you.

He choked out your name.

"What are you doing here? I thought-"

For a split second, it seemed as if he was scrambling to discreetly dispose of the cigarette, much to no avail.

"You smoke?" You spoke up.

He gave you a sheepish look.

"Bad habit of mine.." He muttered as he rubbed the back of his neck. "It comes and goes. More so when I'm stressed."

"Can't be good for you." You remarked. "But you didn't need to try and hide it from me, I don't judge."

He snorted.

"Yeah, I guess that was pretty foolish of me. I shouldn't tell you but I asked Jojo about you here and there since you two are childhood friends. He's not the best I know but I missed you a lot. He said you're pretty uppity and picky about things. And hate the smell of cigarettes."

"That Jojo.." You mumbled under your breath. "Well, what's wrong with having standards?" You said, a little irritated as you folded your arms.

"Nothing, nothing!" Caesar chuckled, his eyes curled up into crescents as he held out his palms.

"You can ask me anything you want to know about me. Don't ask that idiot." You said, airily.

"Next time. When this is all over I want to know all about you." He said, adamantly. He seemed so serious, your heart swelled a bit.

You cleared your throat.

"I missed you too." You said. "There's not much to do at the hotel, most people would be grateful to be at a five-star hotel in Rome but I'm bored. I miss my tour guide."

"Yeah, maybe after all this I'll go into tourism or something." He snickered.

"Oh, absolutely not. All those women would be drooling over you, not paying attention to a word you gotta say about the tourist attractions."

"Hmm?" Caesar raised a brow. "Do I hear a hint of jealousy?"

You spluttered in disbelief.

"No! And I'll have you know back at the hotel I have a lot of admirers too." You responded.

"So now I have to fight for your affection?" He questioned.

"No way." You said, rather earnestly.

"I'm all about you, Caesar." You thought to yourself but didn't dare to utter those words aloud.

"Why are you stressed out?" You changed the subject, eyes boring into his.

"Huh?"

"You said you smoke when you're stressed, so.."

"I've been thinking a lot. More than I usually do. I didn't know you were coming to visit but when I saw you I had some foreign feeling of anxiety. I never feel anxious around women."

You bit your tongue. You hoped he wasn't going to start talking about other women. Otherwise, that dimwit Joseph was going to be right. And you wouldn't hear the end of it.

"Caesar, don't say it." You snorted.

"What was I going to say?"

You did your best attempt at a husky male voice.

"But you're not like other women."

He stared at you stunned for a moment, jaw slack.

"...But why not?" He asked, with a stifled laugh.

"Well, it's just sloppy."

"But what if that's how I feel about you?"

"That I'm not like other women? I am like other women. I want to be loved. I want to be acknowledged. I want the man I have feelings for, to be honest and vulnerable with me."

His eyes darkened. He rose from where he sat and stood directly in front of you. Towering over you. So close, his fragrance like the ocean wafted to your nose. So close, you could see the texture of his skin.

"What has being honest ever gotten anybody, Y/N? People use it to their advantage and against you." He responded, in a scornful tone.

You winced a little.

There were the walls he built up. You remember that day again. Where he laughed it off. But you and Caesar were only twenty. He spent his early years suffering abandonment and neglect.

"So you think going around being so shielded is beneficial to you, Caesar? Yeah, it's daunting to open up to anybody. That fear of betrayal will be there but once you do, it's unlike anything in this world. If anything, it makes intimacy so much better."

He was at a loss for words. He turned away again, to face out towards the sunset.

"We are going to a private island, tomorrow tonight. Most of Lisa Lisa's students never make it back. I don't doubt my skills whatsoever but I'm...thinking of those who came before me."

It was your turn to remain silent as you listened.

"I need to avenge my family."

There was a lot that you wanted to say to Caesar. But his voice was full of a lot of things.

Resolve, determination, anguish but the largest component of them all was fury.

Speedwagon had given you very little information on what exactly Caesar and Joseph were doing. You knew it linked to his abduction and the work of the Speedwagon Foundation.

But he said the less you knew the better. The last thing anybody wanted was for you to be entangled, especially considering you had little to no combat skills.

"If that's what you feel like you must do...then go ahead."

"What, you're not going to advise me against it? Tell me it's pointless and it's suicide?"

"I can't...change your mind on something you feel so strongly about." You stated.

"Y/N!" You heard Suzi call out. "Your driver is here!"

"Okay, I'm coming!" you called back out to her.

"Well, that's me." you said to Caesar. "It's a shame we didn't get to spend too long together."

"Why can't you stay longer...?" He questioned.

"I said I'd go back. So.."

"But an hour with Caesar feels like seconds." bounced in your mind as you sat in the backseat of the car.

"Is something the matter, Miss?" The chauffeur asked, catching a glimpse of your worried expression in the rearview mirror.

"I need to do something, I'll be right back." You said, hurriedly as you pushed the car door open. You shut it and began to rush towards the building you had just left.

As you hurried with a million thoughts running through your head, you cursed yourself for wearing suede pumps.

Caesar squinted his eyes when he saw a familiar figure bounding towards him.

"...Y/N?" Caesar questioned. "What's wrong, oof!-"

He was immediately cut off as you threw yourself onto him. Arms draped around his shoulders, chests flush against each others. You crushed your lips against his own, not knowing the right words.

First, he was frozen.

When you pulled away, you blinked worried that this had been a bad decision.

You should've asked, damn it.

Then it was his turn to envelop your lips with his own and kiss you feverishly as he cradled the sides of your face.

Whilst your kiss had been impulsive, and albeit unskilled. His was beyond passionate.

Which sent jolts throughout your body and made you groan against his mouth. Undignified to say the least but at that very moment in time you could care less about your image.

It was all him. You couldn't get enough of him.

"I’ll stay over, I don't care if i'm crashing." You sighed.

"I can't bear to be apart from you any longer, Y/N." Caesar said, voice grave as he clasped your hands. "If that makes me greedy, then so be it."

After your little over top scene, you followed back to his room to talk properly once more.

"I want to build something great with you but it scares me thinking I could fall victim to my father and grandfather's tragic fate. I'm not scared of death but to leave you heartbroken would destroy me." Caesar declared, voice wavering.

The entirety of his statement, he didn't take his eyes off of you.

"Stop it." You choked out.

"Stop what?"

"If...you have these feelings for me like the way you say you do then let me make my choice. Don't push me away because you think it's for my own good." You insisted.

"But Y/N..." Caesar groaned.

"Enough Caesar! Damn it, you can't protect everybody. You can't always be there to stop-"

Your rant stopped when you felt him take the hand that was on your lap up to his lips to interlock his fingers with your own and press his lips against the back of your hand.

"You're really adorable when you're angry, you know?" He said, softly as he beamed at you.

Your brows knitted together in frustration. He clearly was used to smooth talking his way out of heated situations. And you hated how this was working as the tips of your ears began to burn.

"Be thankful I have a headache and don't want to argue with you anymore. You’re annoying." You retorted, pulling out of his grasp and standing up from the seat.

"What's the problem, my love? Have you eaten?" He asked, a little concernedly and it dawned on you the last time you'd consumed anything was noon when Suzi brought the tray.

"Drop the pet names-"

"Over my dead body-"

"Caesar." You said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, over my alive body with beautiful formed pecs and-" He paused as you narrowed your eyes at him.

"I ate when I came here." You stated.

"That was almost twelve hours ago, Jesus Christ!" He exclaimed. "Go downstairs, we need to get you dinner stat." He said, ushering you out of the room.

"Caesar!" You protested.

"No ifs and buts about it!"

"You can't just drop statement of the century and expect me to stomach dinner." You grumbled. "And that was nine hours ago, you big baby."

"Key word, almost." He snapped.

Soon enough, you watched Caesar having a civil conversation with Joseph and Suzi across the dining table.

Well, Joseph seemed to be ranting but that was nothing out of the ordinary.

You're four young adults in this giant manor, you're not unruly teenagers.

There isn't this expectation of you guys to wreck Lisa Lisa's estate. Well, unless Suzi wanted to lose her job and Caesar and Joseph wanted their mentor to kick their asses with her advanced level Hamon skills.

Caesar catches you gazing at him, as he swirls around the wine in his cup and in return gives you a wink. A gesture that would normally have you rolling your eyes but instead it makes your heart leap to your throat.

You pulled a face at him and went back to your thoughts as they continued their heated debate. Knowing Suzi for a day, you wish you knew how her brain worked.

Would it really be so wrong to let loose with Caesar? The only person who was making such a big fuss about his player ways was Joseph and you were sure he probably had caught a case of the green eyed monster regarding that.

What would be worst case scenario if you did let yourself be 'seduced' by the man? He was easy on the eyes, and that was putting it lightly.

Though you'd only known each other for a short period of time, there was no denying that he had strong feelings for you and cared about you.

You'd prided yourself on your image as a lady since being adopted. You sneered and turned your nose up at dozens of admirers. Deeming them not good enough for your standards.

There was a particular trait that you held close to your heart. Attentiveness.

You bid all three good night as you made your way to the guest bedroom Suzi showed you, but began to stall in the hallway when you could see Caesar.

It was slightly humiliating how you seemed to be drawn towards him like magnets no matter what. He caught your glance for what seemed like the umpteenth time that night and gestured for you to go towards him.

"Am I that dashing?" He asked with his familiar, cocky grin.

"You know the answer." You snorted.

"You need to rest." He said, tentatively as he reached out a finger to stroke the side of your face.

"Says the one who does rigorous training for days on end." You scoffed.

"My point still stands." He said, firmly. "Sleep."

"How the hell do you even do this thing?!" You muttered under your breath.

"What...are you talking about?" He said, desperately trying to keep in his laughter.

"How the hell do you initiate sex?!" You blurted out, the two last words of the sentence feeling gross in your mouth.

Caesar's eyes immediately widened as he stared at you, absolutely dumbstruck at what came out of your mouth.

"This...this was a bad idea. I’ll go now, forget this ever happened." You said hurriedly as you turned on your head to rush away.

Suddenly, you felt a heavy force yank you in the opposite direction of where you were heading.

"Caesar!" You hissed. "What are you-"

Your body was flush against his own which seemed to add fuel to the uncontrollable inferno that was your humiliation.

He cupped your face tenderly as he chuckled at you.

"I hope you don't go to other people's bedrooms asking how to 'initiate sex.'" He said, a little lowly.

"...No." You responded, lowering your gaze in an attempt to avoid eye contact. He tilted your chin upwards with his forefinger.

"So only for me?" He asked in his honeyed voice.

You were sure he was trying to kill you with this. He had to be.

"...I guess."

"What’s the hurry?" He grinned, then began to usher you into his bedroom this time.

"I just...wanted to do it with somebody I like."

"Hmm? Was Jojo a contender?"

"Caesar." You deadpanned. "Gross."

"Fine, fine. so i'm just an experiment to you?"

"No!" You protested. "That's not, I-"

"I’m just kidding, cara mia." He snickered.

"Pet name-"

"Learn to live with it." He interjected. "I guess there's no solid rulebook of how to initiate sex but I guess the term you meant was how to make a move." He said imitating your voice causing you to shove him.

"But what made you decide that?"

"I’ve abided by rules all this time and quite honestly this entire trip made me realize its just held me back." You stated.

"And quite honestly, I'm crazy about you Caesar Zeppeli." You thought to yourself.

You swallowed thickly as caesar leaned closer and closer to mould his lips against yours. The only sound in the room was him lewdly smacking your lips which made you hum slightly.

He smelt so pleasant. He always had this aroma of sea salt and and soapy bubbles. It wafted to your nose and entranced you.

He ran his nose against your neck causing you to shiver.

"Caesar...I-"

"What is it?" He asked, voice barely an octave as his lush lips gently made a trail upwards from your collarbone to your jawline.

"I'm just nervous...that I won't be good at this at all.." You stuttered.

He pulled away from his ministrations to make intense eye contact with you, and somehow his eyes piercing deep into yours seemed even more intimate than him suckling on your neck a few seconds ago.

"Y/N, there's no such thing about being good at intimacy." He said, voice slightly firm.

"...Huh?"

"If you’re worried that you won't be able to make me feel good, well that's just not possible. You letting me touch and feel you is all I need, you understand?"

"...Caesar." You breathed out, shakily.

You hated this.

You hated how much he could reduce you to a nervous, bumbling mess. You were a woman with thoughts and intellect. But a conversation with Caesar would always leave your mind blank.

"I'll take the lead, okay? Don't feel any pressure. And if you don't want this I’m more than willing to stop-"

"No!" You blurted out, instantly regretting it. His eyes widened. "No. I want this, I want you. I’d be a fool to let this chance go, I’ve been dreaming about this for so long."

"Well, I'm truly honoured. And I would do anything to make you happy." He said, gently as he curled his index finger and gently stroked it against your cheek.

He reached out to take your hand in his own, and brought it to his lips as he gazed at you intently.

"So..will you let be your first?"

"Yes. Please, Caesar."

And with that, you were hauled onto his lap with absolute ease from his end. He began to undress you, unzipping your dress. You pulled it over your head, tossing it to the ground.

Revealing your black, lacy bra, you felt your cheeks heat up as he took in the sight.

You were half naked, and you were soon going to be shed of all garments soon, which caused a pang of nervousness. You tensed slightly, which caesar immediately noticed.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes..I should probably help you out of your clothes too.." You tittered as your hands hesitantly reached the hem of his tight pastel blue t-shirt.

He let out a chuckle.

"See, you worried for nothing. You know what you're doing. Just, follow your instincts. Whatever you want to do, I’m sure I’ll enjoy."

You simply blinked at him.

You pondered, there was one thing you'd always wanted to do since laying eyes on him.

Your hands began to skim across his well defined abdominals, then paused at his pectorals, cupping them. They were so cushy, you wanted to giggle.

He let out a snort, finding you absolutely adorable. Your thumb circled his nipple, making him hiss a little.

"Sorry! Did that hurt?!" You gasped, horrified.

"Y/N, relax...you just caught me off guard." Caesar chortled as he clamped your wrist in an attempt to stop you scuttling off like a scared forest animal.

"Okay...okay."

You draped your free arm around his broad shoulders, and leaned in close to envelop his lips with yours. He reciprocated the gesture, moving against your own.

Your other hand made its way to the back of his head, softly gripping the roots of his blonde locks causing him to groan into your mouth. You massaged his scalp as you felt his large, calloused hand settle on the small of your back.

He licked your bottom lip as if he was requesting entrance and you willingly obliged. You swore you almost lost your balance and toppled over when his warm, wet tongue began to massage your own.

As much as you wanted to go slow, and Caesar by all costs did not want to rush you, the sensations you were experiencing were making you beyond flustered.

Your lower abdomen felt a spring begin to coil and your nether regions by its own accord was beginning to throb.

Pulling away for air, you ran your palms across his biceps and laid down on the pillow. He caged you between his arms, his large figure entrapping you.

He still managed to balance himself where you could feel some of his weight but not the point where you were suffocated.

His hand slowly slid up your arm and interlocked with your fingers.

"I’ve wanted you like this for so long." He murmured between kisses. "Always thinking of you, only you."

"You're killing me here, Caesar." You sighed.

Your body was on fire, tingling everywhere. The man was serious. Ensuring no part of you was left untouched.

Biting and tugging on your ear lobe, which made you squeak and dissolve into giggles. Gliding his tongue against your lower abdominals, maintaining eye contact which made you need him even more.

Kissing your neck, the tops of your breasts, hand running up and down your back. He was everywhere and it was perfect. You were losing yourself in this moment with Caesar.

"Sit up." He said, voice assertive and you wordlessly obliged.

His hands slid to undo your bra. It was long time coming but he knew you were shy.

Being naked in front of him felt beyond daunting but he had put so much effort in comforting you and putting your arousal first it seemed pointless in shying away.

The bra clattered onto your lap, then he dashed it onto the floor. He pushed you back down again and began to tenderly plant kisses on your right breast as his hand kneaded the left one.

Your back immediately arched and you let out a gasp. You knew your breasts were sensitive but having a him touching and kissing them was in a different ball park.

Minutes of attention from Caesar's end felt like hours and you felt damp stickiness cling to the fabric of your underwear as well as how hard he was which he seemed to be ignoring.

He pulled away from what was the dozenth kiss, strings of saliva connecting the two of you as he gazed at you, eyes blown with lust.

"I'm gonna go get...protection." He said, voice deeper than you've ever heard. Usually Caesar's voice was light and airy.

He reached over to the bedside table then suddenly yanked the covers away.

"Sorry, I just need to see..."

"Jesus." He said in awe after he pulled down your underwear and flung it across the room.

"...What?"

"No, I just did a good job I suppose." He chuckled darkly.

"Not his cocky side coming out during sex." You thought to yourself. Well it was fine, it made him sexier.

He pried your legs open and slowly inserted one finger into your warmth. The pad of his thumb began to trace circles on your sensitive bundle of nerves which caused you to jerk.

You let out a pathetic mewl at the feeling. It was overwhelming to say the least. And the longer he wasn't inside of you, the more torturous it felt.

"Caesar, please." You said, nearly in tears.

"What's the problem?" He asked, feigning ignorance.

"I want you so bad, please."

"Hearing you beg is cute, but I won't tease you any longer. You poor thing." He snorted as he yanked off his own underwear and lined himself against you.

Your eyes widened as he pushed himself into your plush, velvety walls and stretched you out. You'd never felt this feeling before.

"...Fuck." Caesar grunted against your ear, warm breath tickling the shell. You let out another gasp as he began to thrust slowly.

"Sorry for cursing..." He said in a strangled tone. "But you feel so fucking good.."

Your hands flew to grip against the bare skin of his broad shoulders and your nails anchored into the flesh of his skin.

You winced at the ache.

"Caesar, it hurts.." You whined.

"I know...just breathe, okay? It’s...gonna fade away, darling i promise." He murmured.

Meeting your lips once again, in an attempt to soothe the pain.

He began to pick up his pace before you said anything. It was almost as if he could read your mind.

Your right hand trailed up to settle on the nape of his neck and entangled your fingers in his hair.

"God, you're perfect.." He choked out. "Are you close?"

You nodded without hesitation.

"I'm..."

You hated how dazed you were throughout it all. You were reduced to some sort of babbling mess who couldn't even string coherent sentences together.

The feeling came in waves, the way his hips rolled deliciously against you was the final push and a cry tore from your throat as your body went limp.

Caesar came close, seconds apart from you as he let out strangled gasps and buried his face into your neck.

"Thank you for making me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world." You said, shyly.

"Why would you thank me, beauty? You shouldn't need me to feel that." He said, firmly as he tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear and leaned in to give a long, languid kiss which ignited your insides again.

You pushed him away with a hand on his chest as you laughed.

Hs looked a little surprised at the shove.

"You're too much for me." You sighed happily.

"Is that so?" He murmured as he pulled your face in with a hand and enveloped your top lip.

"Yep!" You nodded, giggles taking over.

"Bye Caesar, bye Jojo!" You chirped happily out from the back seat as the windows were rolled down. "Thank you for everything, Suzi!"

"No problem at all!" She called out, beaming.

Joseph turned his nose up at you, Caesar gave a wave as your car began to drive off.

"I have never seen her so...over the moon." Joseph stated, arms folded. He turned to Caesar.

"You happy?" He said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Caesar responded, pulling a face.

"I'm sure the whole neighborhood could hear you two."

"Don't tell her that, I'm sure she'll tear her hair out." Caesar sighed as he shook his head.

"...You better treat her right, you know." Joseph said, voice frosty.

"She means the world to me, Jojo. The day I mistreat her is the day I’ve lost my senses." He said firmly, emerald eyes stormy. "I want to marry her when we get back."

"Not if I get married first!" Joseph exclaimed.

Caesar wrinkled his nose at Joseph and walked away from him.

"Caesar, come back! I was only joking! You better let me be your groomsman then!" Joseph said as he chased up to Caesar and attempted to headlock him.

Caesar tried to maintain a face in disgust as he squirmed away from Joseph’s grip but a smile tugged at his lips, regardless.

Twelve years later

You leaned against the doorway of your kitchen after you kicked off your heels in the hallway.

"What's cookin', good lookin'?" You grinned.

"Who would've thought my wife would become a cornball, huh?" Caesar chuckled.

"You definitely rubbed off on me." You sighed as he placed the pot on a dormant stove and pulled you in for a hug.

"How dare you? I’m furtherest thing from corny!" He cried out, causing you to snicker.

"How's work? You tired?" He asked, softly.

"I can't remember a time where I wasn't tired.." You laughed as you rested your head against his chest.

"My poor baby.." He tutted as he swayed you side to side. You felt his palms begin to slide downwards to the curve of your backside.

"I just knew there was an ulterior motive to this hug." You snickered then gasped loudly as he pinched the flesh causing you to jolt.

"Mmh, you know I can't get enough of you." He said lowly, as he rested his forehead against yours. He trailed open mouth kisses along the column of your throat, sending shudders down your spine.

"Caesar.." you sighed against his lips.

"Yes, my love?"

"You know...we have guests...soon...we can't..." You murmured between his constant kisses.

"You don't think I know?" He chuckled, then released you from his firm grip. "I'll lay off for now, but I'm holding you to that later."

"If I'm even awake.." You muttered, out of his earshot.

You heard a familiar pounding from the stairs as the little boy bounded towards you.

"Mommy! I missed you!" The boy exclaimed as he draped his arms around your neck.

"Hi baby! I missed you even more!" You cooed as you showered your beloved son with kisses. "What did you do today? Tell me, tell me!"

"Cleaned my room for Holly!" He said, triumphantly.

"That's my good boy!" You grinned.

"Hey!" Caesar pouted. "How come Daddy doesn't get this type of response...?"

"Cos you're home all the time, duh!" Your son retorted.

"Oh, he got you good." You cackled as you threw your head back.

"Whatever." Caesar muttered as he went back to preparing food.

"What time did Suzi say they were coming over again?" You asked.

"Like six-ish. Joseph's work schedule is a nightmare." Caesar stated. The doorbell rang.

"Speak of the devil, huh?"

"I'm gonna go to my room! I can't wait to show Holly my new toys!" He said excitedly.

"Okay honey! Have fun!" You said as he zoomed back up the stairs.

You opened the door to see Suzi, Joseph and their little girl at your door step. You and Suzi immediately hugged each other and squealed with delight seeing each other after so long.

Joseph had an indifferent attitude seeing you but warmed up when he set eyes on Caesar. You ushered the trio in immediately.

"Ah! There's my big girl!" Caesar grinned as he swooped Holly in his arms and twirled her around.

"Faster, faster!" Holly cried out.

"Nope, I need you to not hurl before you eat dinner tonight." Caesar remarked after he set her down and ruffled her hair.

"I wanna go again! I won't puke, seriously." She protested as she stomped her foot.

"She's real spoiled nowadays." Suzi giggled.

"Takes after her father, I suppose." You stated as you shot Joseph a look.

"Hmph. Where's Julian?" Joseph asked with his arms folded, referring to your son.

"In his room, Holly you can go play with him upstairs if you want!" You said, changing your tone. "He's been excited to see you ever since I said you were coming over this morning."

"I wanna see him too! Okay, Auntie Y/N!"

"Make sure to come downstairs when I call you guys." Caesar stated.

"Uh huh, Uncle Caesar I promise!" Holly grinned as she bolted to julian's room.

"What kind of nerdy name is Julian?" Joseph remarked.

"Kiss my ass, Joseph."

"Y/N." Caesar hissed through gritted teeth.

"What? We go through this every time, the kids are nearly ten for god's sake."

"Einstein here wanted to name him Julius but I thought that would put a target on his back for bullies so I opted for the normal one." You shrugged.

"Whatever." Caesar snorted. "I'm sure with a name like Julius he would've gone on to great things."

"Not a great ending though." Suzi stated, earning an eerie silence from the three adults. "...What?"

Everybody burst into hysterics at the morbid statement. In true Suzi Q fashion she blinked at everybody's reaction but joined in the laughter nonetheless.

Things were a little frosty between you and Joseph since you worked for his rivals in at an estate agency but you both still retained deep care and love for each other. Despite Joseph's pettiness.

Caesar had connections with the Speedwagon Foundation and worked alongside Joseph if there was any bizarre going on in the world but he mostly stayed at home and did the upkeep since you were so busy all the time.

But he was planning on opening restaurants and café's across town just like his beloved maternal figure had done.

Your children attended different schools but still were close and spent free time together.

It was hard to believe this was the future you were living. With both Caesar and Joseph being missing and gravely injured that year, you would've never thought you'd be having dinner dates and living in marital bliss.

There was ups and downs of course, but Caesar had made a specific vow to you that he intended to follow through no matter what.

That he would do anything to keep that smile on your face.

author’s note: yes i made caesar a malewife 😭

#jojo's bizzare adventure x reader #jjba x reader #jjba x y/n #jjba x female reader #caesar anthonio zeppeli #caesar zeppeli x reader #caesar anthonio zeppeli x reader #jjba fanfic #⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ nara scribbles

[m0thergoose]

TOWL EPISODE 6 THE LAST TIME SPOILERS AHEAD FOR MY RUNNING COMMENTARY

Here we fucking go lads I’m scared

Sexy time again what a way to start, we continue to win 💖

PUTTING THE RING ON LIKE THIS HOLY FUCK 🫠

They look unreal in the uniforms lol

he said I didn’t need to be scared, that it was just the burning - his story about his dad omg it’s gonna come full circle

I love when Rick says thang 😂

Thorne has really been sucked in hasn’t she I don’t think this will end well for her

She has been a good friend to Rick though

Here we go stealthy Michonne she is the GOAT

Omg jadis paintings! Wanna see if there’s any of Ricky dicky

Terry O’Quinn my man 🫶

‘We’re the dead ones Rick’ woooooow

I feel like Michonne is gonna get caught in here I’m on edge

A CAT HOLY FUCK MICHONNE TAKE THAT HOME 😂😂😂😂

nah jadis is a sick bitch for hiding it in the cat

It’s a fucking ESSAY Jesus Christ

‘Rick’s wife’ only bit I liked seeing lol

Rip that shit up Michonne

She’s so upset 😭😭😭

Here we go briefing time 😬

Terry O’Quinn is staring into my soul

Fucking feral Rick flashbacks I love it

Come on Beale spit it out

OMG RICK AND MICHONNE

The toy rabbit?? What’s this about I’m scared

MAMA MICHONNE FLASHBACKS FUCKING GUT ME

Saving one city by sacrificing your home - I feel like this is meant to be what Rick does

I love Rick speaking about his dad for some reason

‘We’re all gonna die’ not Rick and Michonne tho we’re the ones who LIVE

The child evacuation??

14 years to extinction???

Evacuation of 10% of children - so they’re going to let the rest die!!

Spies in selected communities omg are they in the commonwealth!! I swear if Judith or RJ show up on that screen!!!!

Basically CRM is committing genocide

Rick please just kill him lmao

My son 😭😭😭😭😭😭

YAAAAS RICK THANK FUCK

Omg Rick please say we’re the ones who live

RIGHT get out of there now Ricky boy fucking hell

Fuck Rick you gonna have to kill this guy too lmao

I’m so on edge

ALSO halfway through and we’re still at cascadia I just want them HOME 😭😭

Oh no Thorne

Rick just wants to see his kiddies kill me 😭😭😭😭

Why’s he left his hand behind???

IM SO STRESSED ABOUT THORNE SHES GONNA RUIN THIS

This is like them disarming Negan’s explosives on the road, except this time they’re arming them

YAAAAS GIVE HER HIS SWORD

OH NO THORNES FIGURED IT OUT 😱😱😱😱

Holding hands forever I love this

FUUUUUCK

THE EXPLOSION WAS WILD

YEEEESS MICHONNE

FUUUUCK RICK

YAAAAS MICHONNE GET HER MASK

OMG THEY DID IT THE CITY KNOWS THEY CAN GOOOOO

FREE MOVEMENT HAS BEEN ESTABLISHED

NAH IM GONNA CRY

IM CRYING AND ITS NOT EVEN HAPPENED YET

His boots 🥹

IM UNWELL

LOOK AT THEM

MICHONNE AND HER BABIES 🥹🥹🥹

HIM AND HIS BABY GIRL 🥹🥹🥹

IM ACTUALLY SOBBING

YOURE THE BRAVE MAN

NAH IM SOBBING GUYS

HUG YOUR SON DAMMIT

BUT MAYBE YOU COULD CALL ME DAD NAH IM DEAD

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

#towl episode 6 #towl #towl spoilers #richonne #rick grimes #michonne #the ones who live

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

Can I get Riddlers with Henchwoman crush, who isn't too bright but still doesn't ask questions because she doesn't want people to laugh at her.

"Sweet as honey, dumb as..." Riddler party x F!reader

Absolutely! I figured I'd go directly for "she/her" rather than "you" for this one. Maybe I'm wrong but I'm getting oc vibes!

TW: None

Gotham

He figures it out within a few times of meeting her and is very actively not saying anything about it. She's pretty, she listens to his instructions, and she's nice to him! What else could he ask for besides her staying out of his plans?

He might get a little frustrated that she doesn't know the correct answers to his riddles but if she actually tries, that's already a step above others pre-criminal career. Even Oswald was kind of a jerk to him at first! But if people are mean to her... kill bill sirens.

The truth is, he knows his genius plus neurodivergency makes him a bit of an odd figure to others. Awkward and gangly. He tries to fit in, well, the TRIED to fit in. Seeing someone he cares about struggle to do the same thing because they don't feel enough hurts his heart. He'll help her fix it...

60s

He honestly didn't notice at first because, obviously, the reason she's so quiet is a silent reverence for his brilliance. Lots of people don't get his riddles anyways! Except the boy blunder and that thorn in his side.

Anyways, he likely only notices when another henchperson is giving her guff about being dumb. Cornering her when they think he's not around to bully. Edward is quickly behind them, chastising, "Oh, and you think you're so clever?" Rattling off riddles and quiz questions until they shirk away in shame.

"Pretty thing, is that why you haven't been speaking up? Such a shame to miss the sound of your voice simply because others are jealous you have my eye." That's what it is. Of course. That's how he'll phrase it. It's okay she doesn't need to be a genius for him, he'll do the thinking for both of them <3.

Zero Year/Capullo

He notices rather quickly. Her cute, puzzled looks but the way she keeps silent. The way he rambles on about certain topics and she gives a nervous smile and a nod.

of course he's going to fuck with her. Privately.

Tells her some long, theatrical version of Perseus and Medusa- Asks her how it relates to his current crime and what she knows about it. Come on, no need to be shy. He's waiting...

Aw, she doesn't know? It's alright, let him tell you all about it. Funny, he was willing to wipe out a whole city because they couldn't best him. Yet, he can't bear to lose her. She'll just have to be his prized caged bird, favored by the Gods.

BTAS

Genuinely, he's used to it? Most if not all of his henchpeople are pretty... eh, in terms of intelligence. They're there for MUSCLE and BRAWN. Surely, if Edward is there, they don't need anyone else thinking for them, anyways. Even Query and Echo weren't the brightest at moments!

It's more that she's choosing to not even ask questions. Everyone asks questions! Tim, the dumbest rock of them all, asks all his questions and Riddler is amazed the man knows how to breath and talk at the same time! Just... ask.

Also it's totally fine that she needs to ask him things and croon about how intelligent he is, that revs his engine. In fact, it's kind of ideal, in a way. Gain a little more confidence, stay devoted, sweetheart, and the world is your oyster! He'll make sure of it!

Telltale

There was some friction at first. Silent and stupid doesn't suit him. Condescending questions, "Did you actually understand all that or are you trying to save face, girl?" It's a good thing she's patient or she'd be scared off.

Anyone else laughs at her, though, and it's on. There's blood in the water and he's the shark. Only HE gets to be a shit to her, thank you very much.

"Ask your questions. Now. If you mess up my carefully articulated plans because you didn't bother to ask, I'll be much more cross than if you looked a certain way."

The affection develops from her genuine kindness and passions. Maybe she's not bright, but he sees her value as a person in other ways.

Arkham

In fairness, he already thinks everyone besides him is an idiot so it's not exactly disproving that theory. She's just more quiet about it. In some ways, it's pleasant. It means he doesn't have to listen to moronic whining all the time.

Yet, and he's not sure why, he feels this sort of longing in the pit of his stomach for her to not die while helping set up his traps. If he sees her on camera about to trigger something, he's shouting at her to stop! Stop, What Are You Doing-

It's quite distracting. She's going to have to stop being that kind of henchwoman immediately. Perhaps a position in the "office" with him, where he can keep an eye on her. Yes, surely this will have no consequences whatsoever and he can stop worrying about her safety or person.

2022

Probably the most "forgiving" of any of them. He's quiet himself so he just assumed his new henchwoman was matching his energy. Yet it's when she gets one of his direct orders wrong and he loses his temper... She's in tears and babbling about not understanding and the lightbulb goes on.

The mask is coming off and he's comforting her, "Shh, shhh, it's alright, it... People make mistakes." It doesn't hurt he's still been crushing on her for ages now so getting her to lean on him is a good feeling. He tells her it's alright, that if anyone makes fun of her, he'll take care of it personally.

He actively encourages her to ask him if she doesn't understand. It doesn't mean she's dumb it just... maybe she needs a little bit of help sometimes! It's okay!

#gotham riddler #60s riddler #btas riddler #arkham riddler #telltale riddler #2022 riddler #zero year riddler #Riddler #foxwriting #riddler x f!reader

[snalz-artt]

forgot to post this doodle SAY HELLO to the shittiest bbc ghosts/mcyt au ever conceived, thankyou @/luigra for helping hehe

i have A LOT to say so its going under the cut this is soso silly

basic bbc ghosts plot: A young woman inherits a huge mansion estate in england from a dubious familial connection and moves in with her husband. They plan to renovate the manor and guesthouses to make into a hotel/venue, but when she falls out a window and almost dies, she comes back to life with the ability to See Ghosts. With the house being very historic, there are quite a few interesting characters (the falling out the window thing might be their fault, actually). Hijinks ensue.

———

CLEO: Cleo is the Allison of the story, she inherits the house and falls out the window, now.. undead(?) they can see and interact with the cast of Ghosts they’re now stuck with. Making ZombieCleo one of the Alive characters was too funny, sorry.

SCOTT: Scott is Mike!! Cleo’s best friend/partner/chosen soulmate (like in double life), he Cannot see the ghosts but completely trusts they exist.

They get up to various antics as they try to renovate and market the place, usually while being hindered or helped by the ghosts. I haven’t thought of a good pun on the name Button House yet though..

The ghosts are not all from any specific series, but a selection of ghosts/dead characters from multiple mcyt sources ^^

JOE: Joseph Hills takes the role of Thomas Thorne. He is a dramatic regency era poet who mostly follows Cleo around, trying to impress her with his… unique poetry, that was considered before his time. Their ghost theming comes from Beetlejhost of course.

RANBOO: Ronald Booth is Pat, a 1980’s Scout Leader. To be honest, this is just because Ranboo is very associated with the 80’s aesthetic and can fit the silly yes-man subordinate role, and of course was a ghost on the dsmp (Boo).

BDUBS: Bdubs is Robin!! A caveman who lived on the land well before the house was built. He’s seen it all, which fits Bdubs’ storyteller theme!! This is also just a fun visual choice because instead of wearing animal furs he gets to wear a big mossy coat. He also talks in a quite a unique and funny way which could replace how Robin talks like. Yknow, a Caveman. There was also a tiny bit in.. last life? Where bdubs was a ghost? (We were running out of ghosts at this point.)

SLIME: Charles Slime is Humphrey Bone, a headless tudor nobleman!!! Slime has a pretty constant track record of dying dramatically in mcyt (dsmp, epic smp, slimecicle cinematic universe) hence getting to be a ghost here. He has a lot of comedy that i think fits pretty well with being a ghost and with the visual humour of having your body separate to your head <3

FLIPPA: Juanaflippa as Jemima!!! I had to get one of the Eggs in here, even if i dont know much about qsmp at this point its just too perfect for one of them to be Jemima, since we have Charlie why not have Juanaflippa ^^ This can fit the common bbc ghosts fanon of Humphrey being found family for Jemima, with Charlie and Flippa’s father-daughter relationship. Creepy little singing ghost girl!!!

QUACKITY/MEXICAN DREAM: Yeah ok we were really running out of mcyt ghosts at this point, if you dont know anything about the dsmp you would probably think im making this up- uh, quackity plays him, he died and became a very prominent dsmp ghost. He takes the role of Julian as a 90’s politician character (like quackity/md in el rapids etc) here. I GUESS.

GHOSTBUR: Im pretty sure that while alive Kitty didnt blow up a country or whatever but the innocent and kind character of ghostbur fits the role of Kitty pretty well, with both having poor/inaccurate memories of their lives and being very sweet. A georgian noblewoman! Instead of Kitty he’d be called Willy or something. That way one of the ghosts can still have an innuendo name. Thats important.

JIMMY: Jimmy (James) as Mary. A stuart era peasant who got burned in the witch trials. He could still have the power to make people smell smoke, i think it fits the canary thing a bit. AND SPOILERS FOR BBC GHOSTS, Mary being the First Ghost of the main group to get.. sucked away is just too perfect. While never explicitly being a Ghost, Jimmy has such a connection to death that i think im justified.

PIX: Pixie as Fanny!!! He used to own the house many years ago and is now a ghost that really wants it to be perfectly historically preserved. Pix was a ghost in empires s2 and an archeologist who wanted to preserve history of course, so this fits the really proper and old fashioned personality of Fanny pretty well. Also her love of animals fits pix having the ghost cat and the dodos…

SCHLATT: Schlatt as The Captain, a repressed gay ww2 Captain who never actually saw any combat. He can fit the leader role that the Captain does, especially the fact that he just assumes himself the leader, and the others kind of don't take him seriously. Schlatt was a ghost, Glatt, on the dsmp! He will be a bit less.. nice? Than the bbc ghosts captain, but could still have a good bit of development.

bonus convex as the plague ghosts, vex are kind of ghosty, right?

#art #au #mcyt #bbc ghosts #SORRY TO fans of either of these that dont know what the other is #but these r like two of my favourite medias #the thing about all the bbc ghosts characters (most brit comedy characters actually) is that they are all terrible #in their own special ways. So when i assign a mcyt to a character.. it is only out of love <3 #dream smp #<- for blacklist

[chocolate-milk-fanfics]

Runaway Bride

tommy shelby x black (ex) wife! reader

Content: The reader is the daughter of Jeremiah Jesus that was previously married to Tommy Shelby. But after finding out her husband cheated on her she decides to leave him in the middle of the night. Taking his heart and his unborn daughter with her.

Next>>

Humming softly you looked down at the closed eyes on the chubby face you've grown to love. Her lashes curled delicately at the ends in a way that you knew resembled you. The way her brown skin glowed in the sun also resembled you but the blue eyes behind those closed lids you knew weren't yours. The baby was strapped securely to chest as you picked up a ripe tomato to examine.

It was grocery day after all. The one day you leave your humble abode from hiding.

But unbeknownst to you, a pair of green eyes watched you from afar. Said eyes watched you as if they were looking at a ghost. And in a way you were. You did disappear with no trace left behind after all. You didn't regret it though. You knew you couldn't tell your father, mother, or your brother about your plan to run. Your father and brother were close with the Shelbys after all. And your mother wanted grandchildren. If any of them knew you'd be locked away worse than Rapunzel.

When you found out you were pregnant you were happier than ever. But who would want to stay with a man that was cheating on you? Who would want to stay with a man whose job puts you in danger? Not you, that's for sure. So you left behind both Y/n Shelby and Y/n Jesus to become Y/n L/n. To your small London town you were a kind young widow who could do no wrong. A shy ray of sunshine in an otherwise dreary world also ready to help.

The spying green eyes silently watched you as they held hands with a small boy. She wanted nothing more to approach you, but she knew and understood better than anyone why you left.

Placing the tomato in you basket you continued to hum softly to yourself as you bounced the sleeping baby. Your little girl was a calm and adorable baby. She was born late but was still pretty small; however, to you she was perfect. Every curl that sprouts from her head was and is beautiful. She was all yours and you hoped nothing would change that.

---

Ada Thorne sighed as she entered her home. Karl, the young 4 year old, ran straight in laughing happily after an outing with his mother. Walking into her living room she sighed and looked through her purse. She was happy you were doing well. Even more happy to be able to see you after almost 2 years but seeing that baby strapped to your chest complicated thing. As she was lost in thought she almost missed the sound of her door opening. Her head snapped to the side as she carefully reached for the gun she had in her purse, ready to shoot the intruder if they were a threat. Only when she saw her older brother did she roll her eyes and put the gun down. 

“I thought I told you to stop making copies of my keys.” Ada huffed as she plopped down on the chair behind her, holding her hand out.

“You did. But this is way quicker.” Tommy said as tossed the keys into the empty hand of his sister. “Where’s Karl?”

“Upstairs. Now what do you want?” 

“I need your help on something.” 

“Is it dangerous? If so then no, I have a son to look after.”

“Its not. Quite the opposite actually.”

This caused Ada to look up from the mail in her hands and cross her legs in interest. Tommy walked toward the table and sat down across from her, arms crossed as he went into business mode. “We’re thinking of opening a family friendly pub. Something like that is the best and most inconspicuous way of getting information.”

Ada scoffed at her brother in slight disbelief, “Since when did you care about being inconspicuous? Maybe if you had that attitude two years ago my precious sister in law would still be with us.”

Tommy’s jaw clenched but he knew he couldn't retort because Ada was right. 

“Are you in or not?”

Taglist:

@mysticalfairytales

@iwanttohitmyself

@exo-kai15

#tommy shelby x reader #Tommy Shelby #tw mention of cheating #Peaky Blinders #peaky blinder fanfic #ada shelby #karl shelby #baby shelby oc #x black reader #x black fem reader #x black!reader #peaky blinders x black reader #tommy shelby x black!reader #runaway bride

[distance-does-not-matter]

Would love to hear about your DnD chara and her drenched-papersack of a man 👀

HELLO ok i'm back at my computer so i can ANSWER

ok SO

we're playing Curse of Strahd and i have made myself a sorcerer by the name of Asta Lathan, follower of Lathander. and now she's taking up every spare inch of room in my brain. it started in May (more on that later) but now she's a permanent resident

she's a village girl. raised by her grandparents alongside her cousin Cedric. more than your typical adventurer, she's a figure from an adventurer's backstory. she's the apothecary of her village/town, and she never planned to leave. she planned to start a family, find an apprentice, and pass on the apothecary when she was growing old, just like it was passed to her. her cousin Cedric, with the more traumatic loss of his parents and his four years of age on her and the charming demeanor, he's the adventurer. he goes off on these adventures and writes letters home, that they all treasure, and when he comes home (he always comes home), he regales them with stories

you know how he always comes home? one time, he doesn't. Asta studies his last letter. he mentioned a land, Barovia. and so Asta packs and says her goodbyes and sets out to retrieve her cousin, wherever he may be.

when she gets there, she meets with perils but she also meets her beloved party. then proceeds to have the weirdest eleven days ever and baby they're only gonna get weirder

remember how i mentioned May? well, in irl May, we played a session where we went up against creatures we later learned were Night Hags, or the Coven, or whatever we call them. the entire party was incapacitated/outside, except for Asta. so their leader closed in and offered a deal. if Asta agreed to become one of them and to return in ten years' time to learn their ways, they would set her and her friends free (i think they even healed them)

did i mention we fought the Coven because they ate people? yea

what other choice could she make? she took the bargain. she was human before. now she's... well, she doesn't know. her skin is blue and her eyes yellow and branches/thorns grow out of her head

and the bargain is the gift that keeps on giving in terms of roleplay bc it has made some interactions VERY juicy

and now to her wet paper bag of a man!!! who is not actually her man at all. not yet anyway, if i can help it

his name is Vasili and he's an NPC who is awkward and capable and has a horse and says the wrong thing a lot of the time. he's so swagless. it's been around a day since we've met him and he hasn't given a genuine smile once. he feels so guilty for everything, even things that aren't his fault. his face fell when he told Asta her cousin went to Strahd's castle weeks ago and he hasn't heard from him since. he held her upright as she sobbed. he told her she didn't have to eat dinner with him, she didn't mean it. she took it bc she was heartbroken but she did mean it. currently scheming how to tell him that no, she DID mean it, she was just sad (DM and I have a plan)

oh yea she ran into him again in a big battle, demanded his horse (and cursed at him), then they rode the horse together and she called him "baby" and asked him to dinner. that's the prelude to the previous paragraph

he's apparently an accountant

i've been thinking about him so much that it's ridiculous

so. yea.

#so yea that's Asta and her wet paperbag of a man. wish her luck with him!! #dnd #penni yeets her thoughts into the void #i love Asta SO MUCH i didnt realize how much i would love her #she's SOOOOO #she had to look at her friend and realize 'i can't let you make this bargain. i made an awful bargain and you had to let me. i can't let yo #make an awful bargain. i'm sorry. i can't' #LIKE IM INSANE OVER HER #Asta

[chibishortdeath]

So uh, first actual post I guess. This is all random dumps (taken from my instagram stories, so they’re formatted weird lol) of symbols and things associated with Simon. I’ve never seen anyone do this for him before so mwahaha I guess I’m the first >:3c. Sorry if this is kinda just a random stream of words, I’m just getting a bunch of thoughts down and anyone can use this information for theories, art, story analysis, and etc later d(^^ ).

The first one is a bunch of possibility important references, primarily things from HoD, but also a couple from OoE and the Hanged Man Skeletons, which are explained a bit more in the second and third image. There’s a couple details I didn’t have the space for oof (T_T ). If I remember correctly, the Smiling Statue is found in the area where the Hellmont enemies are. I’m not exactly sure if there’s any significance to any of the statue placements, but they’re definitely supposed to be a Carmilla and Simon reference, not sure on who the Sage statue is supposed to be tho. My best guess is maybe Death since he’s the other Simon’s Quest boss lol, but the statue really doesn’t look like him. It’s interesting. The Hero statue is very obvious, Juste gets the little flavor text that “that’ll be me someday” kinda referencing how Simon looked up to Christoper in a similar way (yes, Christopher, he is mentioned in the first manual in Japan I believe, I should talk about him eventually). The whole Hellmont/Shimon thing is nuts and idk why it’s just never mentioned again. Like the name Simon has the ability to be a pun in Japanese on “Death Gate/Gates of Death” which is 1. Badass and 2. Ominous as heck! I also didn’t get to fit in the random family heirloom clock that’s in ghost Dracula’s castle for some reason in HoD, the one that has the nice description of having been “bought on the day your grandfather was born” (not an exact quote word for word but yeah). It feels significant to me idk, why would family heirlooms end up in there? Also didn’t mention the Bullet Tip (called “Christopher’s Soul” in Japan), but that one’s interesting too.

Also I wasn’t able to fit the OoE and Simon’s Quest maps on there so I might make a post about comparing them later :3. That Anna girl could be talking about someone else, but considering the similarities and references to Simon and his games in the rest of OoE (which I also should explain if I can manage to get it all together) it’s safe to assume she’s having nightmares of one of Simon’s fights against Dracula. Which is also interesting in the context that her whole side quests revolve around helping her cat protect her from dark spirits.

I know this wiki isn’t the most reliable source, but I’ve seen other sources that claim the skeletons on the outer wall of SotN and DoS (I believe) are supposed to be a reference to the whip swinging in CV4. It’s really interesting that they’d make a reference to Simon by having the skeletons be hung by one foot like the hanged man is commonly depicted considering the meanings behind that card, but since the position of the skeleton is pretty much the same in both, it’s probably intentional.

The last Chronicles one is kinda based on the assumption that these are rose thorns, but when looking up thorn symbolism a looooot of the specific red rose symbolism kinda started to line up really well. Roses also have a lot of religious significance too so I figured it wouldn’t be that big of a stretch to say they were rose thorns. Chronicles is not the first time flowers have been mentioned with Simon in mind however, I couldn’t fit it anywhere, but the Japanese text for the fastest Simon’s Quest ending mentions he “brought full blown flowers in next spring”, just a fun fact tho, idk how to add it into anything here tbh (-w-; ).

What was the most interesting about this dive into random symbols and other details was how often things ended up symbolizing “self sacrifice” and/or “martyrdom”! Usually twice or thrice wouldn’t be that big of a deal, but considering the vague nature of all the Simon’s Quest endings in all versions of the game and the general lack of focus on Simon’s story aspect, it’s pretty cool to see some things that line up like that :O! Also I am thoroughly aware that I might just be looking to deep into things and connecting things and aren’t there, but I don’t really care cause I had fun!!! :3 Anyway, do with this knowledge what you will, hope you guys like it.

#simon belmont #castlevania #castlevania games #not art post #harmony of dissonance #castlevania sotn #dawn of sorrow #order of ecclesia #Simon’s Quest #castlevania chronicles #theory posting #dump #I’m such a sucker for random symbolism #Simon is so so so fun to speculate about #please imagine a massive cork board with a ton of strings pinned to pictures of Simon on it #incoherent rambling #so uh yeah

[sherwoodknights]

SP 1999 EPISODE 4 LIVEBLOG

And we are back!!!! Been a couple of days but I'm super excited to see what happens now

Yessss you go you random man you hit chauvvy with your gun for no reason!!!

HELENE IS WITH THE FOREST REBELS?????

GO OFF GIRL TEAR HIM APART!!!

"God is on our side!" "Then why are you losing?" Damnnnnnn

ALUCARD FROM CASTLEVANIA IS BACK AND HE IS BEING A WHINY BITCH

Awwww him and Helene are kinda cute tho <33333

They are my new stupid babygirl otp actually <333

Coughy fucker be GONE!

NOOOOO GABRIELLE IS AT THE CONVENT WE'RE ALL FUCKED

Gabrielle is 2 seconds from backhanding a nun and that's honestly iconic

Oh fuck they're searching it they're gonna find Margot

Yep they've got her

MARGOT WHY CAN'T YOU MANAGE 2 SECONDS WITHOUT BEING ARRESTED SMH

Chauvelin has a talent for hitting nerves my god

HELENE YOU IDIOT HES GOING TO FIGURE OUT ITS YOU IF YOU ARENT CAREFUL

Percy and Andrew swordfighting, I am looking respectfully <33333

He just wants his wife back goddammit

Jesus christ that's a lot of dead nuns

Damn they didn't even bother to give Margot papers that were convincing

DONT SLAP MY WIFE JUST BECAUSE SHE CALLES YOU A BITCH GABRIELLE

YES ALUCARD YOU ATTACK THOSE HEATHENS OR WHATEVER I BELIEVE IN YOU <333

Oooo Chavvy getting told again

COUGHY FUCKER STOP STABBING PEOPLE CHALLENGE

Percy really just walked in and demanded to see Gabrielle and it worked

OH SHIT HES IMPERSONATING CHAVELIN AJDJDJSNDBJDIEEND

Stop flirting with the hot evil woman!!!!! But also honestly who wouldn't

"Be careful" "I'm always careful" actual literal lies but okay whatever you say

DONT GIVE IT AWAY MARGOT YOU CAN DO IT I BELIEVE IN YOU

Percy bigging up the Pimpernel while he's in disguise <3333

"Resourceful beyond belief, a thorn in the side of the Republic-" "and altogether too big for his boots" SIR ANDREW FFOULKES YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS

They're all enjoying the Chavelin disguise ploy way too much and it's amazing

DONT TOUCH MY WIFE GABRIELLE

OH SHIT REAL CHAUVELIN IS AT THE GATE ASKING TO SEE HER

THEY'RE GONNA CONVINCE HER THAT CHAUVVY IS PERCYYYYYY

YES MARGOT GET HIMMMM

YES GABRIELLE BACKHAND CHAUVELIN LIKE A GIRLBOSS

More Henri and Helene content wooooooooo

Gabrielle why are you locking the door

PERCY NO

GET AWAY FROM HER CLEAVAGE YOU HAVE A WIFEEEE

OH SHIT YOU GO PERCY

Sexiest prison break out there tbh

Rip to Gabrielle what a loser

Shut the fuck up don't you dare hurt Henri or he'll Alucard your ass

Nvm Henri is so pathetic but that's why i love him <333 wet rag of a man

Oh their plan is going to go so horribly wrong isn't it, they're so fucked

BREAKING NEWS: Pathetic Boyfriend and His Catholic Peasant Boy Band Lose So Hard It Hurts

NOOOOOO SHE SHOT MY BOY

Honestly Helene knows what she wants at least

HELENE WHY WOUKD YOU GO TO THE MIDDLE OF A BATTLE YOU IDIOT

BREAKING NEWS: Reinforcements Doomed To Pathetically Fail

NOOOOO THEY SHOT HENRI RIGHT IN THE CHEST

HELENE DONT RUN TO HIM DO YOU WANT TO DIE

AND HELENES BEEN SHOT AS WELL NOW

BREAKING NEWS: My Favourite Pathetic Loser Couple Are Doomed

Awwwwww Chauvvy cares about Helene and wants her to be safe, that's what we call character development boys and girls

BEGONE GABRIELLE

GO CHAUVVY

HE SHOT GABRIELLE MY GOD

Pathetic teary-eyed Chauvelin is best Chauvelin?????

Maybe I can possibly forgive him for killing Tony a little bit

Helene my babygirl dont leave me like this

BREAKING NEWS: This OTP Has No Fucking Survivors What The Fuck

Episode 4 is finished and with it comes the end of the second 2-parter!!!!

This one was an absolute roller coaster and had me feeling a lot of emotions, but I enjoyed it nonetheless, shoutout to this shows ability to get me invested in a couple that have only been together on screen for a single episode

#sky liveblogs #sky watches sp1999 #the scarlet pimpernel #the scarlet pimpernel 1999 #richard e. grant #martin shaw #elizabeth mcgovern

[thevagabondexpress]

a textbook case of not understanding your own characters, or, jordelia won't last under the parameters canon set out for them. some issues a tsc fan sees in tsc, pt. iv

Lemme paraphrase: I love Jordelia. I do. I love James and Cordelia and their crazy, beautiful, broken love story. That being said, James Herondale and the narrative are not nearly as healthy as we think they are and Cordelia's not going to stay in this situation long. Well, not in canon, under the parameters and presumptions the canon has laid out for them. I cannot picture Cordelia Carstairs wanting to be a mother under the circumstances presented in canon and the fact that Cassandra Clare leaves us with the assumption that she will be is deeply disturbing proof that she doesn't have any in-depth understanding of the characters she created. I give you a summary this time because the full analysis deals with issues of consent both dubious and completely nonexistent, and with pregnancy, and I'm sure some of y'all are not going to be comfortable with that.

part one: cordelia couldn't give informed consent in chain of thorns

"Cordelia had heard things whispered among other girls…but she still had little idea what happened in the marriage bed." —Cassandra Clare, Chain of Iron, pg. 110 in my copy.

"I will marry some other man, and he will know I was married to you. He will expect me to know how to kiss, and—do other things." —Cassandra Clare, Chain of Iron, pg. 363 in my copy

At no point after this is Cordelia shown to receive any kind of Talk whatsoever from anyone. The consent she gave in the scene in Chain of Thorns was uninformed. And uninformed consent is, surprise, not actually consent. Also, James knew this. He knew she didn't know anything. And he went ahead with it anyway.

part two: motherhood

Look me in the eyes and tell me that Cordelia Carstairs shows any indications in her canonical personality of being someone who wants to be a mother.

Firstly, she has a very busy, slightly wild, and yet also deeply disciplined lifestyle. Visits to the Hell Ruelle, hours of training, a deep emotional connection to the blade she wields, and a lifelong goal of being a hero. A merciful hero. She also takes two different partners in the course of the series (James and Matthew), suggesting in my eyes from the way in which she goes about this that potentially she might be open to polyamory. None of this is really a lifestyle conducive to babies. They take up too much time, too much money, and too much physical space. They're not conducive to polyamorous relationships where your partners aren't living under the same roof, you can't just leave them at one house to go stay with your other partner neither can you just shuffle them around with you when you move. And unlike Lucie, whose primary lifelong passion, writing, is something that can be done at home in the brief snatches of time when one is free, Cordelia doesn't have any hobbies that she could continue to do despite the sheer time that raising a child takes up. She'd have to give up everything but reading and playing chess and those are not enough.

Secondly, she watched in real time as her mother put aside everything, including her own mental health and wellbeing, to raise two children. She watched Sona give up the things she loved, choose to stay with an abusive husband, stop patrolling and fighting, and eventually waste away into a sickly hollow shell of herself. Her closest, most formative experience of motherhood paints it as a traumatic, exhausting, demoralizing, and restricting condition that forces you to give up your chosen lifestyle, your hobbies, and eventually your sense of identity and pride as an individual for the sake of your children.

I cannot, under these circumstances, imagine that Cordelia would find the idea of putting her own life aside for the sake of babies an appealing one. I imagine if you brought up children with her, the answer would be a resounding no. I can practically see the way she'd wrinkle her nose at the idea.

And yet, I don't see any other male Herondales forthcoming. If Cassandra Clare's canon is to be believed Cordelia must be the mother of at least one child so that the family line can continue.

Third. We know, as explained in part two, that Cordelia never received proper education and can't give informed consent. And James and Cordelia played very fast and loose with the concept of safety in the scenes we got in Chain of Thorns.

Is this what happens? Is this how we get a Herondale family line? Does Cordelia become a mother without consenting to it? I can't imagine she'd want to stay in that situation very long. I certainly cannot see her wanting to raise the child. I don't want this to be the case. I don't want to see her leaving James to raise his son alone while she escapes, hurt, to nurse her wounds and rage at him from somewhere safe. But unless we're given another Herondale like we got Alex for the Lightwoods, I don't see any happier ending for James and Cordelia.

part three: in conclusion All this to say, Cassandra Clare doesn't really understand Cordelia Carstairs. She created a character whose situation suggests she'd have no interest in motherhood, and then forced motherhood upon her. This is not the only time she's misunderstood Cordelia either. In Chain of Gold she's shown to be impulsive, but she's also shown to be a woman of action and anger, not a woman of passivity and tears. If Cordelia remained in character throughout Chain of Thorns, when she saw James and Grace in the foyer at the end of the book she would have come marching downstairs to demand to know Just what the hell is going on here? Instead, Clare chooses to have her…run away. Why? Because it gets her quickly to the next plot point, I guess. Despite the fact that this is decidedly not the Cordelia Carstairs that I know. And this isn't the only character she's lacked understanding of, or forced out of character for the sake of the plot. Cordelia and motherhood is simply the most grievous and, quite frankly, disturbing example.

"some issues a tsc fan sees in tsc" is an attempt to break down the unacknowledged things in tsc that i unearthed reading chain of thorns, rereading the rest of the series in preparation for it, and writing two longform fanfics (one of them a genderbent canon reworking) for the last hours. click on the "some issues..." tag to see more of these.

#some issues a tsc fan sees in tsc #tlh #tsc #the last hours #cordelia carstairs #chain of iron #chain of thorns #analyzing the last hours

[sxbaist]

~ Character Info Sheet

name: Lovisa Göta Sjögren

name meaning: 'Lovisa' is a Swedified form of Louise, which originates in Louis and has been used in Sweden since the 17th century. It means "renowned warrior". / 'Göta' derives from the Old Norse “gautr,” which in turn derives from the Proto-Norse “gautaz,” meaning “Goth, Geat, from Gautland “Götaland, Gothia in southern Sweden.” Though Vega was named specifically after Göta älv, a Swedish river with the largest drainage basin in Scandinavia. / 'Sjögren' is an ornamental name composed of the elements sjö 'sea lake' + gren 'branch'.

alias/es: Vega, Commander

ethnicity: Swedish

one picture you like best of your chara:

three h/cs you've never told anyone:

Her two favorite teas are Maofeng and Organic Silk Dragon Jasmine. Ming Long introduced her to both, and she's loved them ever since. Three centuries later, they're luckily still easy enough to find on Terra. She may or may not have gone on super intricate and comedic undercover missions just to obtain some as a Starfleet fugitive.

Girl can cook. She doesn't do it very often, and usually burns food intentionally so no one asks her to again, but she can absolutely whip up a beef wellington, macarons, consommé-- though she is by no means a professional. Just someone that has hyperfocused on some things in the path of perfection. Someday she wants to master making decent Suodui.

I truly cannot recall if I've ever written about this or not, oh well. The reason she forsook her birthname is due to a metamorphosis, a way to break the cycle of trauma that had plagued her since childhood. Vega believes that by going by a new name, she was able to shed the vilest parts of herself. As far as she is concerned, Lovisa died on earth, in a remote forest, screaming her throat raw with ghost and man alike. This obviously isn't the case, unfortunately: now it's Vega that wakes up from night terrors, freezes at certain mannerisms and words, stares holes into blank spots yards away. The only truth is that she's older now, with more control over herself (some, in any case) and a tendency to repress.

three things your character likes doing in their free time:

Painting. The one every knows, because it's her thing. If she can't paint, she'll sketch or doodle. This is also a sort of idle habit for her.

Sudoku. Shocking that the astrophysics nerd would enjoy logic game. Yet she does, and she can spend hours going through the gazillions of puzzle books she's amassed.

Solitude in nature. That doesn't happen so much anymore, though when she's planetside, she enjoys exploring and discovering the local fauna and flora.

eight people your character likes / loves: She doesn't even have eight in her life RIP, unless one counts the augments in general. That's more of a general I love my people/kin/crew than anyone too specific.

Ming Long: Her first love, on Earth in the 90s. Vega lost her to the war, and it planted the seed that lead to her resentment of humanity.

Levi: Her brother, for better or worse. While he's mostly a thorn in her side, she does love him. After all, he's gone through most of the same awful things she has., even if they cope with it in very different ways.

Most other characters are verse dependent (@rickgrimesdoingrickthings, @vuulpecula, @respondedinkind specifically :p). She doesn't get attached to others very easily.

two things your character regrets:

In a way, she regrets her relationship with her brother. She wishes that she could have been a better sibling to him, helping him instead of closing herself off, and essentially leaving him to be as lonely as she felt. That's why she lets him into her life so often, speaking solely for modern verses, because she's trying to make up for something she really hadn't actually done.

In her main verse, she eventually regrets her distrust of Khan's vision, of having even toyed with the notion of betrayal-- or even of defection. It's a point where she's able to self-reflect and realize that her own ideas were invariably flawed. Whether she realizes this too late or not depends on the thread/verse, of course. :p

two phobias your character has:

Choosing two of the least intense/trigger worthy (she needs therapy ;_; ).

Monophobia: the fear of being alone. Strange, as she prefers solitude, yet cannot reconcile the idea of losing everyone around her.

Trypanophobia: the fear of needles, particularly in a medical setting.

Tagged by : sorta stolen from @ssolessurvivor <3

Tagging: @respondedinkind @rickgrimesdoingrickthings @invictasol @vacantwar / @juramentum (t'pring or qu ming because i'm smitten) @dreamsofalife @mediical-trek @mehrere-musen (shelby!) @pcrfumebcttles / @triiiplegoddcss @madeofstxrs (aev!) / @trailofstxrs (saavik!) @vartouhix and YOU!

#x: SABAISM (about.) #this was really fun to do

[semper-legens]

32. Leif and Thorn: Forget Me Not, by Erin Ptah

Owned: Yes Page count: 187 My summary: Things are going weird for Thorn Estragon. Amid an outbreak of the Whispers, he's dealing with a crowd of people wanting to break into the Embassy and looking after his bed-ridden friend who really shouldn't get the Whispers right now. But juggling all of that is not his problem anymore. The Woman in Black is on the case, and on the case, and on the case…yep, that's right, it's a time loop. My rating: 5/5 My commentary:

New Leif and Thorn day! At least, I'm writing this on the day the book arrived on my doorstep. Given the queue, it's probably been about a week before you're reading this. Anyway, Leif and Thorn! People who've been around these parts for a while will know that it's one of my favourite webcomics, I'm actually currently doing a full reread at the minute, and I have gotten each of the print copies of the books as they come out since I started reading. And as a webcomic, you too can go and read it for free right now! Check the link at the start of this paragraph! Anyway, this covers the arcs from Ø is for Øverwritten to Final Rest, but is mostly dealing with the Time Loop plot. Let's go!

It's a sign of a good ensemble piece, I think, that this volume is mostly about people who are not title characters Leif and Thorn, and for me to barely notice it beside a little bit of lampshading. Okay, granted, future Thorn does show up and is a major character, but the main arcs covered in this volume are from Mulberry and Rowan. More on Rowan later, but who the hell is Mulberry? Turns out the Woman In Black is Leif and Thorn's time-travelling future daughter here on a mission to keep a particular Big Bad Thing from happening (Kale getting the Whispers) and is stuck looping around one particular day in order to achieve that goal. Which sounds a lot sillier on paper than it does when it shows up! Poor Mulberry shows a lot of pluck and grit here - she's trying her hardest to put everything back together and avoid all of the family drama stuff while still being very much affected by, you know, seeing her dad and also her dad (and maybe probably also her dad) as younger people. Her almost gleeful throwing herself through this loop, trying options over and over again and even skipping bits so that she can figure out all of the puzzle pieces is really interesting and relatable - she's almost approaching gamer girl status in how she approaches the time loops, it's really interesting. That Mulberry has a connection to the people she's observing adds a good angle, she's not able to detach herself entirely from the characters because she's related to some of them! I fucking love time loops, man.

The other main story here is the Rowan/Archie one, where Thorn's knight Rowan goes on a date with showrunner of an NCIS-style show Archie. They get in some Peril from a dark magical girl, we get more of Team Thorn's magical girl Atarangi and her system, and that's all very well and good but what I want to talk about is virginity! Specifically, Rowan is very much into casual sex and one-night stands, we know this as a character trait of his at this point. Archie, however, is self-described as a thirty eight year old virgin who's not necessarily asexual or aromantic, but hasn't had a lot of experience with romance and sex. And the way they negotiate that is really interesting! There's conflict there, but it's not triggering or anything to me as a sex-repulsed ace - they have their own feelings about it, but ultimately deal with it in a very adult and very reasonable way. It's something that you see so rarely in fiction and I have to commend it for being a really engaging look at sexuality and asexuality (if that's what's actually going on with Archie) from a different angle.

Next up, a summer camp where things are most definitely about to go wrong at all…

#Leif and Thorn #Erin Ptah #bookblr #book blog #book blogger #5