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[fuwainsanity]

Its actually so fucking pathetic The way people go on anon just ta shit on Ppl...

[fuwainsanity]

I HAVE SHIZUMA I HAVE SHIZUMA

Mito Minato & Ikushima Shizuma ; Therapy Game ☆ Good Smile Arts Shanghai

[stained-glass-syskids]

Black Childhood: Hairstyling Edition 🍭🌈🎀🪮

border creds here

[l0v3dc0rps3]

“youre a regular decorated emergency”

b& again, help me find my moots!

was: sw33tc0rps3 -> s4cch4r1n3c0rps3 -> sw33tlilc0rps3 -> l0v3dc0rps3 (current)

will be making sideblogs for us as we can :3

dni & more under the cut

dni ;;

• antis (para, proship, conabuse, rq, endo, etc!!)

• (cis)misogynists

• anyone with “MDNI” on their acct,

^ we are a chrono adult but consider ourselves a minor due to our medical issue explained below!

do not ;;

• dm me and immediately use degrading nicknames (i respond much better to praise until im more comfy)

• dm me just “hey” or “hi baby”

• repost any posts that have “do not rb” tag

• treat me like an adult (i am perma13!!)

stances ;;

• pro-consent

• neu-contact

• proship

• pro-endo/willo/etc

• pro-para

• profic

• pro-conabuse

• pro-cis/trans/trisharmful/harmed

• pro-consang

• pro-xenosatanism

• pro-radqueer

• pro-basedqueer

• anti-anti

we are radqueer/basedqueer

* for trisIDs, if its with cisIDs that means its more towards the cisID side, if its with the transIDs that means its more towards the transID side!

cisIDs ;;

cisBPD, cisAutistic, cisPlural, cisHarmed, cisOLD, cisSchizophrenic, cisYandere, cisPara, cisGr00md, cisAbvsed, cisIndigenous, cisShort, cisSt0ner, cisStalked, cisAddict (recovered/ing), cisTraumagenic, cisRAMCOA, *trisProgrammed, cisDumb, cisSilly, *trisCute, *trisPlural, ++

transIDs ;;

transDPD, transAge*, transStalkerLoved, transAdored, transHousewife, transSpecies (dalmation!), transFP, transHanahaki, transLoved, *trisWillogenic, transAmputee, ampusoma/transAmputee, *trisParalyzed, ++

*i am perma13 because of medical/disability reasons, please treat me as a 13 year old!! we are a chrono adult (do not ask age, will not say!!)

this account is used by 2 members of the bandaid system! specifically;

Nat — she/hir/it/gutz/kill/luv/blood — fictive of Natalie Scatorccio from Yellowjackets — TAKEN, DNI ROMANTICALLY/SEXUALLY

faceclaim ;

Ame — she/it/meow/paw/blood/gutz — fictive of Ame-Chan from Needy Streamer Overload — TAKEN, DNI ROMANTICALLY

faceclaim ;

our tags! ;;

Ame :

🐾 ame — original posts

💒 rb ! — reblogs

🩹 throw me a bone — vents

🦴 whiny dog — h0rnyposting

Nat :

🥩 nat — original posts

🕸️ rb — reblogs

🫀 rip out my heart — vents

🖇️ blood cravings — h0rnyposting

[junkissed]

this is probably making me look so mean and bitchy and i know that but god i am so tired. im nice i promise i will love u forever and be ur bestest friend as long as you arent a blank blog it is the absolute smallest courtesy you can give in exchange for being able to read my works

[fuwainsanity]

so uum 😭😭

okay............. so I may be retheming too. 💥

ARE  WE  SERIOUS 。  It 's  Okay  Lets  Retheme  Together  💥🐇  / Sillie

ARE WE SERIOUS. it's okay lets retheme together 💥🐇 /silly

[pinkkittysaw]

if i have any matt murdock likers here please sound off! i’m trying to see something

[sapphicideas]

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊‧.

𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᝰ.ᐟ

₊˚⊹♡ about me ꒱

✧ she/her┊lesbian┊22┊switch ✧ psychiatric nurse ✧ i might post the cutest or the kinkiest stuff and i won’t apologize for either. you’ve been warned.

˚ ༘`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

₊˚⊹♡ rules ꒱

✧ ✘ DO NOT INTERACT ✘ men ┊ minors ┊ racists ┊ terfs ┊ homophobics ┊ fascists

✧ dms are open: venting, talking, sexting, nudes... ✧ be respectful. disrespecting me, my mutuals or any of my followers will result in an immediate block. ✧ don't ask for pics ✧ if you sent an ask or a dm, i will reply! it might take me some time as i have a full time job and a life outside of this blog. please be patient.

˚ ༘`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

₊˚⊹♡ kinks/stuff i'm into ꒱

✧ cuddling┊praising┊teasing ✧ begging┊overstimulation┊edging ✧ CNC┊degradation┊sadism/masochism┊choking

˚ ༘`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

₊˚⊹♡ tags ꒱

✧ princess answers┊ answers to asks ✧ princess updates┊ self explanatory ✧ princess thoughts┊my own posts ✧ princess confessions┊your confessions (fridays and saturdays)

˚ ༘`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹

₊˚⊹♡ anons taken ꒱

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[realityrain]

೨౿ .︶magical abilities / powers to script .ᐟ ʾʿ ⬞ 𓏵

ྀི◟ aether manipulation / aetherkinesis ◞ ྀི the ability to control after an theoretical fill element that exists between matter and spirit which allows them to phase through objects , manipulate souls , or even create void like energy . aether , a powerful and unique celestial element said to flow through the universe and existence .

──── ⟡ ˙ 🧠 ̟ ⸝⸝ .ᐟ ⋆ ────

ྀི◟ hemokinesis ◞ ྀི often referred to as blood manipulation, is the ability to control and shape blood, either one's own or that of others. This power can be used for a variety of purposes, including creating weapons, healing wounds, or even manipulating the flow of blood within a person's body .

⊹ ₊ ˚ ‧ ︵‿₊୨𓊆ྀི 𓍢ִ໋👛˚ 𓊇ྀི ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊ ⊹

ྀི◟ star alchemy ◞ ྀི extracts the energies of fallen stars to create potions that grant temporary powers and abilities .

──── ⟡ ˙ 💒 ̟ ⸝⸝ .ᐟ ⋆ ────

ྀི◟ oneironkinesis / lucid dreaming ◞ ྀི the ablility to enter , alter or control peoples dreams , even using them as portals . One with this ability can psychically induce good and bad dreams (as well as control the content of said nightmares), at will. some can also psychically induce a dream-like state in waking subjects, at will. others can even psychically generate and/or control mental energy associated with the dream state .

⊹ ₊ ˚ ‧ ︵‿₊୨𓊆ྀི 𓍢ִ໋🎀˚ 𓊇ྀི ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊ ⊹

ྀི◟ rune - based magic ◞ ྀི a magical system that uses runes, symbolic glyphs, as tools to manipulate the world. These runes, often associated with ancient Germanic and other scripts, are believed to hold specific meanings and powers. The exact workings of rune magic can vary, but generally, runes are used to command objects, affect the flow of magic, or be inscribed on objects or even the body for various magical effects .

──── ⟡ ˙ 💗 ̟ ⸝⸝ .ᐟ ⋆ ────

ྀི◟ thanatokinesis ◞ ྀི this refers to the ability to manipulate or control the essence of death . necromancy (which involves the practice of interacting with the dead or summoning spirits) and death magic (a broader concept encompassing various ways to manipulate or interact with death.) can both be linked to thanatokinesis and death manipulation, but can also be distinguished from life-force manipulation .

⊹ ₊ ˚ ‧ ︵‿₊୨𓊆ྀི 𓍢ִ໋🧠˚ 𓊇ྀི ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊

ྀི◟ chronokonesis ◞ ྀི the ability to manipulate time or chronokinesis can be used for various purposes, such as time travel, seeing into the future (pre-cognition), or slowing down or speeding up timel . In some narratives, chronokinesis is linked to the ability to manipulate space as well, as time and space are considered interconnected .

──── ⟡ ˙ 👛 ̟ ⸝⸝ .ᐟ ⋆ ────

ྀི◟ umbrakinesis ◞ ྀི users have the ability to mentally generate and manipulate darkness or shadows, and the absence of light. It's essentially the power to control and interact with darkness in various ways, such as creating shadows, forming weapons from darkness, or traveling through shadow spaces .

⊹ ₊ ˚ ‧ ︵‿₊୨𓊆ྀི 𓍢ִ໋💒˚ 𓊇ྀི ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊

ྀི◟ pseudo presence ◞ ྀི this ability is existing in the unphysical forms like , ghosts / spirits , illusions, ect. while inbetween realms , these users can interact with the realms and beings around as well as see through / utilize unfiltered energy .

──── ⟡ ˙ 🎀 ̟ ⸝⸝ .ᐟ ⋆ ────

ྀི◟ devakinesis ◞ ྀི the ability to generate, manipulate and utilize glowing orbs and wisps made of different properties, such as energy, life force, or even specific elemental powers . this power can be used for a variety of purposes, including attacks, healing, flight, or as a form of transportation .

⊹ ₊ ˚ ‧ ︵‿₊୨𓊆ྀི 𓍢ִ໋💗˚ 𓊇ྀི ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊

ྀི◟ chaos - kinesis / manipulation ◞ ྀི the user can harness and control the very essence of disorder, unpredictability, and instability. It is a power that defies logic, allowing the user to bend reality in ways that disrupt order and create unpredictable outcomes. Those who wield this ability can influence probability, the power to manipulate chaos and its forces in the universe .

──── ⟡ ˙ 🧠 ̟ ⸝⸝ .ᐟ ⋆ ────

ྀི◟ axtrakinesis / reality shifting ◞ ྀི the ability to travel from reality to reality by astral projection and manipulating your soul / consciousness by “astral traveling” .

⊹ ₊ ˚ ‧ ︵‿₊୨𓊆ྀི 𓍢ִ໋👛˚ 𓊇ྀི ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊

ྀི◟ neural manipulation ◞ ྀི this grants its users the capability to control or disrupt someone’s or their own nervous systems, allowing you to paralyze, erase memories, alter emotions or send signals / messages through the systems to other parts. a a user can also use this technique to achieve neural impulse control and enhance / energize minds .

──── ⟡ ˙ 💒 ̟ ⸝⸝ .ᐟ ⋆ ────

ྀི◟ tychokinesis ◞ ྀི also called stochokinesis or luck /Probability Manipulation: is the ability to mentally alter the flow of stochastic fields, allowing one to generate good or bad “luck”. users with this ability could give oneself and/or one's allies uncanny good luck, or the opposite with really bad luck .

◡ ◡ ◡ ◡ ◡ ◡ ᐩ ྀི︶˚̣̣̣◟���⠀( ᵕ ᵕ⠀ྀི)⠀⠀◞˚̣̣̣︶ ྀིᐩ◡ ◡ ◡ ◡ ◡ ◡

◜ ˖ ° ︵ ۫꣑ ꩜ ৎ ⋆ ˚ ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა ｡ .ᐣ ˖ ֹ ࣪ ⑅ Ꮺ

[velvetalliances-if]

🕊️ VELVET ALLIANCES

A high medieval interactive fiction story of legacy, betrayal, power.

“If you wish to survive in court, speak softly, marry smartly, and never show them where it hurts. I’ve buried more men than you’ve shaken hands with, I know what ends a legacy and I won’t see ours crumble for sentiment.”

- Lady Virelda Rovathar, your Grandmother

🏰 The Story

Set in the shadowed grandeur of the Valderith Empire, Velvet Alliances tells the story of House Rovathar, a once proud noble house nestled in the mountainous heart of the empire. Known for its mines and smiths, the house has endured, but never recovered, from a scandal that shattered its foundation twelve years ago.

A beloved wife lost.

A bastard child revealed.

A father turned cold.

Now, Lord Malrik Rovathar, rigid and embittered, seeks to change the ancient laws of succession, risking family stability, loyalty, and the delicate order of the court. His children, each scarred in their own way by grief and impossible expectations, begin to turn on one another, pulled by love, ambition, and old wounds.

And soon, they will have no choice but to play their roles before the entire empire.

For a grand festival within the imperial capital of Viremont draws near, held in celebration of the crown prince’s 20th birthday. Every noble house is expected to attend. What was once a quiet family struggle will now unfold beneath the gaze of the emperor, as well as your fellow noble families.

In the flickering light of courtly celebration, alliances will be forged, secrets uncovered, and legacies tested.

🎭 Your Role

You are the third-born child of House Rovathar, caught at the heart of the family’s unraveling. You’ve been overlooked, underestimated, and quietly shaped by the chaos around you.

 It’s a story of velvet words and iron consequences.

Will you try to save your family's legacy or tarnish it further?

Will you bind the family together, or let it tear itself apart?

🔹 Features

Deeply branching character-driven narrative

Complex family relationships & moral dilemmas

Court intrigue, noble alliances, and personal betrayal

Optional romance, friendship and rivalry arcs

Customizable MC

💪 Stats

Here is a link that discusses how your MC's stats are going to work.

♥️ MC’s Romance

You’ll have the opportunity to pursue one of four (planned) romances options.

Séraphan Viremont, 20 M

Eveline Lysvenna, 23 F

Kaelen Branthorne, 24 M

Céline Marleaux, 21 F

There may also be the opportunity for some flings with some other characters as well.

💒 Side Romance

Your young half sister has a heart of her own, and her eye has fallen on someone close to the court. Will you encourage her budding feelings, try to dissuade her, or try to pursue the object of her affection for yourself?

If you do not want to see spoilers on who her romance is with please block the tag Lirael<3.

Character Introductions

World Map - In development

Map of Valderith

Demo - TBD

💬 Dev Note:

Velvet Alliances is currently in early development. This blog will serve as a place for updates, worldbuilding posts, character reveals, and story previews. Asks are open, and feedback is more than welcome.

⚠️ Content Warnings for Velvet Alliances

Velvet Alliances is a character-driven, narrative-focused story that includes mature themes. Players should be advised of the following subject matter, which may appear in the game:

Velvet Alliances will be 18 plus for optional nsfw content.

Sexism and gender-based succession issues (this will be in no way glorified)

Parental neglect and emotionally distant parenting

Psychological manipulation and coercion

Violence and mentions of death

Emotional abuse and toxic family dynamics

Some mention of infidelity

If there is any warning I may have missed please do not hesitate to let me know and I will add it to the content warnings list. I aim to create a positive and safe space for readers to navigate the complex world I have created, and I will not tolerate bullying of any kind in any space I moderate. My inbox will always remain open for anyone who has questions or concerns.

[fuwainsanity]

nanase trio irl btw 🤍 @sisteridol @nursegwre

[cantfindmissroxy]

Breakin Dishes.

Pairings: Husband!Bob x reader

Based off of this request from horrormovielover2000

"Okay. Can you do a Bob x reader fanfic where Bob comes home 🏡 🏠 drunk and high and violent and loud arguments ensue with yelling,shouting,glass shattering, screaming, accusations,old memories of Bob and the reader’s wedding 💒 day,blaming each other, insults,memories of when the reader gave birth to Bob’s children 👧 👦 🧒 and etc?"

Full disclosure its not exactly like the request but i did the best I could off of very few hours of sleep and whatever i was comfortable with writing for this specific request. I Hope you still like it.

Warnings: Swearing, angst, arguements, etc (if there are anymore warnings i should put please let me know.)

Summary: Bob had gone off on a mission, it had been days since you'd last heard from him and your patience had started to run thin. Eventually things all come to a head when Bob comes back home and continues to stay completely silent.

Stressed was an understatement at this point.

15 days. It had been 15 days since you had last heard from Bob.

At first you understood. Bob was on a mission, surely he was busy, he'd get back to you when he had the time. But by day 8 of absolute silence on Bob's end your texts and calls became more frequent. Your mind starts to assume the worst.

“Hey honey, how's the mission going?” 

“Hi my love! I just wanted to let you know that I miss you and I can't wait for you to come home!”

“Is everything ok babe?”

“Bob I know you're busy but could you just please get back to me when you have the time? I'm really starting to worry.”

As the days passed you only sent more and more but to no avail. Complete and total silence. You had decided to throw yourself into whatever task you could to stay busy, anything to take your mind off of the thoughts scratching at the back of your head convincing you that Bob wasn't coming back. 

Today was day 15 of absolutely nothing from bob. You couldn’t help but wonder if maybe it was you. You thought back to the day of the mission. 

Bob nervously pulled you to his chest embracing you in his arms like his life depended on it. He let out a shaky breath as you held his face in your hands looking up into his beautiful deep blue eyes. 

“Please be safe for me Bob.”

You watched as he stared down and nervously fidgeted with his hands, at your words his eyes finally flicked up to meet yours. “I- uhm.. I will I promise” Bob gave you a soft nervous smile 

“Come on man! You can stare into each other's eyes later!” The two of you jumped both looking towards John who was standing arms crossed in the entry of the jet. Bob gave you a quick kiss on the forehead and immediately rushed to meet up with the others.

As the door slowly closed up Bob turned once more to look at you giving you a small wave.

And with that Bob was gone. You went over the interactions a thousand times in your head but you couldn't think of a single thing that would explain your husband giving you the cold shoulder like this. You groaned, deciding to push the thoughts to the back of your mind as you ran around the house cleaning to keep yourself busy. 

You had just made your way to the laundry room when you heard the door swing open. Your heart leaped and you immediately dropped everything you were doing and ran to greet your husband. You forgot about the stress and the fear and you were just so excited to have Bob home finally. 

You saw him standing in the entryway and you ran to him wrapping your arms around him with a huge smile. 

But he didnt move. His arms stayed stiff at his sides. You pulled back the anxiousness you were feeling before slowly creeping its way back into your system. You let go of him looking up to meet his eyes. 

They were distant. Your hands gently cupped his face as you felt worry begin to fill the pit in your stomach. “Bob, honey are you ok?”

No response, just complete silence. “Bob, can you please talk to me?” his eyes looked into yours but it almost felt like he wasn't even there. Just looking straight through you.

You crossed your arms as you felt yourself getting annoyed, you hated the feeling but after so long of nothing but silence from your husband only to be greeted with even more dead air once he came home truly made your blood run boil. 

You sighed, crossing your arms over your chest as you turned your back to him walking off to the kitchen. “Ok then, make yourself comfortable. Just come to me when you're ready.” 

You went right back to making yourself busy with dinner but the longer the silence drew on the more you felt yourself biting back your own thoughts. About 30 minutes had gone by and you finished making dinner. You made a plate for yourself and then one for Bob who had just been standing at your kitchen aisle staring at you the whole time you cooked. 

You set the plate down in front of him, maybe a bit harsher than you intended. The sudden noise made Bob noticeably jolt. “Heres your fucking dinner I guess” you mentally cursed yourself for being so bitter but you couldnt help the growing feeling  of pure annoyance. 

You sighed trying to calm down sitting across from Bob picking at your food but unable to bring yourself to eat any of it. Your hands ran nervously through your hair and you huffed looking at bob once again

“Are you seriously just not going to talk to me?” You glanced over at Bob whose jaw tensed up when you spoke. “Come on Bob seriously. Do you know how long it's been since you’ve said a single god damn word to me?” 

His eyes avoided yours as he fiddled with the fork in his hand “Can we just not right now (Y/N)?’

You rolled your eyes “Not what? Not talk about the fact that youve been fucking avoiding me whatever means necessary for days now?! Huh?! Not talk about the fact that I have been fucking worried sick trying to get a hold of you?! Fine then! Lets just not fucking talk about it cause this is fine! Everything is just fucking fi-” You were cut off as Bob stood up with his now empty plate as he sped off to the kitchen still not making any effort to even look you in the eyes. 

“Wow! And now you're just going to walk off huh?! Go right ahead fucking ignore me like you have been for the last 15 fucking days now!” Your blood was boiling and you could feel yourself reaching a breaking point as tears pricked mockingly at your eyes. 

“Can- can you please just shut the fuck up?” Bob snapped slamming his plate down in the sink and you flinched as you watched it shatter. Bob huffed staring down at the mess of broken glass in front of him before pushing past you in an attempt to leave again.

Your hand reached out to grab his arm in a desperate attempt to get him to talk to you. “God dammit I said not now!” His hand grabbed yours immediately pushing it off of him. Your eyes locked with him but they were Darker.

It wasn't Bob you were talking to anymore. You watched as the darkness snaked up the rest of his body like some infectious disease and it finally all clicked in your head. “God you truely never just shut the fuck up do you?” He took a step towards you now towering over you. Your skin crawled as he towered over you. “Y’know why he wasn't talking to you? Why didn't he want to be near you?”

The void leaned down, getting right in your face. “Because your pathetic” 

Something in you just snapped.

“Oh! Im fucking patheritc?! Oh that makes so much goddamn sense! God this is fucking bullshit I really hope you know that. I am tired of this im just trying to have one god damn day where im not sitting here constantly fucking worrying about this but yeah sure! Call me fucking pathetic!” You were shaking your firsts balled at your sides as you ultimately decided that you just needed to be alone. Anything was better than dealing with the Void right now. 

You stayed curled up in your bed for the next 2 hours  crying quietly to yourself regretting everything you had said regretting not going out and helping Bob, you just couldn't believe what you had done.

A soft knock at the door brought you back to the present. You sniffled sitting up in your bed wiping your eyes quickly. “Void im- Im really not in the mood right now, please just let bob come back.. Please.” 

You felt your heart shatter as you heard the voice on the other side of the door “It's uh.. It's me, baby. Can I please come in? Please” his voice was shaky. You got up wrapping a blanket around yourself before you opened the door. 

Bob stood there staring down at his hands, his eyes were red and his lips trembled as he pulled you into his arms “Im sorry… Im so so fucking sorry (Y/N) Im sorry please..” 

Every hurtful word you'd said and every time you raised your voice had come back to you, you felt your heart sink as you realized that there must've been a way that you could have changed the outcome of tonight.

Your hand rubbed gently against his back “Shh its ok Bob, its ok really.. It's ok you didn't do anything wrong it's ok i'm so sorry honey.” You gently walked him back to your shared bed as you laid down holding him in a tight embrace. 

“I'm sorry for not talking and I'm sorry for making you think I was ignoring you, it-  I was just.. Everything was just too much and by the time I got home I guess I just.. Shut down. I'm sorry (Y/N) Really I am.” Bob's voice was shaky and he couldn't bring himself to meet your eyes as he spoke.

You pulled his head into your chest holding him close as if you were shielding him from the rest of the world. “It's ok baby, I'm so sorry for getting angry like that.. I really don't know what came over me. I'm so sorry.”

The two of you laid in your bed repeatedly apologizing only to tell each other that it was ok. After a while the apologies dwindled and the two of you had begun reminiscing on old memories.

You remember the night he proposed no big spectacle, just the safety and comfort of your living room covered with candles and flower petals. The way you had leaped into his arms, eyes filled with tears of pure excitement.

Or the way the two of you had danced around in your kitchen after getting distracted by the music playing softly from your phone speaker. 

The two of you spent the rest of the night in the soft comfort and safety of your bedroom tangled together in a mess of warm blankets and sheets.

This one was honestly pretty hard for me to write cause I had a pretty hard time even knowing what an angry bob would do or react with but I really hope you liked this! Any advice would be greatly appreciated.

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💒༉ ⸻ the week has come for you and your fiance to tie the knot.

┊ •° ੈ ⋆° ┊ general warning readers discretion is advised — female reader, black reader (with descriptors), her/she pronoun mentions, established relationship (reader and wakatoshi is engaged), mentions of other haikyuu characters, mentions of marriage, slight reader background, wedding ceremony, reader is an influencer/blogger, super self indulgent and the same couple from these two posts.

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ ꒱ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈 / we might even be falling in love (interlude), victoria monet

— warnings: flashback chapter, usage of alcohol, profanity, mentions of reader being a marketing major and international student, mentions of making out, fingering, setting paris,

╰┈➤ synopsis: the story of how the ushijima's rekindled an old flame that kick-started their love story.

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ ꒱ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐈 / lucky, jason mraz & colbie caillat

— warnings: mentions of other haikyuu characters, profanity, set in las vegas, alcohol usage, mentions of drunk ushijima, needy ushijima, a bit comical scenes, oral (character receiving)

╰┈➤ synopsis: late bachelorette party leads to some late night fun with your fiancé.

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ ꒱ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐈𝐈 / your best american girl, mitski

— warnings: mentions of reader's insecurities, mentions of reader receiving backlash, mention of wedding nervousness, a little angst, a little fluff

╰┈➤ synopsis: a late night chat between the soon to be married couple.

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ ꒱ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐕 / marry you, bruno mars

— warnings: mentions of a wedding ceremony, mentions of wedding reception, missionary position, description of making out, clit play, mating press, profanity, body worship,

╰┈➤ synopsis: the wedding ceremony is finally here.

ʚ₊˚‧ ✿ ꒱ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 / honeymoon phase, sabrina carpenter

— warnings: oral (female receiving), cuddling/spooning position, breeding kink, unprotected intercourse, love bombs being dropped, mentions of honeymoon activities,

╰┈➤ synopsis: honeymoon in bora bora between the ushijima’s

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Ω PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS: 👑HERA: QUEEN OF THE GODS, GODDESS OF MARRIAGE, WOMEN, MARTIAL HARMONY, AND THE PROTECTOR OF WOMEN DURING CHILDBIRTH 💒

Author's Note: Hi everyone, so some of you have been expecting this. I wasn't lying that I hadn't give it some thought but I didn't write this earlier since I wasn't sure how I could make it work. It might not be what you guys expected but here it is. This is going to be a stretch and please suspend your expectations for this. This is for the anons who asked if I could do Hera. I tried. This is what I came up with. Thanks for reading, liking, and reblogging! I really appreciate it! [PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS MASTERLIST]

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I can only see this happening, given that Hera is very loyal to Zeus, and how a demigod child of Hera is born. 

You’re a child of Zeus when the King of the Gods became mortal (SOMEHOW) temporarily and Hera supported him like the loyal wife she is. 

You’re either born like how Athena births her children, where Hera thought about (a) mortal man, or like Hebe (in some mythological records) where she was born from Hera eating a piece of lettuce, from Hera by herself, but was somehow born half-mortal, instead of immortal. 

You were crafted out of clay by Hera? Maybe???

You were born when Hera had become mortal herself (SOMEHOW????), born with Zeus’s help *COUGH*. 

Regardless, your existence or any other demigod child of Hera is unheard of. Like it was not even a thought of possibility. 

No one is sure how to proceed or wrap their minds around your existence. I don’t think you’re told how you were born, but even if you were told, you’re sworn by the River of Styx not to tell anyone except outside a few very selective approved individuals. This is because out of the listed reasons above, only one doesn’t insinuate anything relating to the King or Queen of Gods being mortal; which would reveal a weakness to the two monarchs of the Gods and the harmony of peace among the gods, or indicate Hera of cheating which would break the foundation of marriage and the law behind it. This unfortunately creates a lot of gossip behind your back about your godly mother and you’re the physical representation of it. Something Hestia herself tells you about, in a disapproving way to your godly parent.  

There are immediate renovations to the Hera cabin, mostly because it is not livable at all. You’re temporarily put in the Big House until things are done to the Hera cabin. Annabeth has been given an official ‘pardon’ by Hera because of this, so there’s that? At least.

Annabeth isn’t sure how to interact with you, given Hera’s clear distaste to her, and how you’re her daughter, but at the same time you’re also innocent. 

Percy is also a bit conflicted given Hera was the one who gave him the amnesia and the whole camp Half-blood and Jupiter thing, but he goes about it a bit easier because he knows all about bearing their godly parents misdeeds and grudges and all that. 

On the other hand, you’re living with the knowledge that by technicality, a lot of people could’ve been married under the Ancient Greek laws. For example, Percy and Annabeth could be or would’ve been married when you heard that they were playing hacky sack with an apple and if Percy threw the apple at Annabeth, and she caught it, it would’ve technically counted as “accepting a marriage proposal”, and they were married-

Your mother’s domain is technically powerful and important but at the same time, it’s not very useful to you; considering there’s a lack of married individuals among the campers and the only one who is married is Mr. D, but you don’t dare to. But it’s not like you can do anything anyway since he is a god and you’re just a demigod…that and he’s been avoiding you.

Mr. D just avoids you and you’re not sure until someone tells you that Hera tricked his mother, Semele, into making Zeus reveal his true form to her to prove he was Zeus, evaporating her. 

If Camp Half-blood has the aura of uncertainty, then Camp Jupiter is the opposite. The treatment towards you is the opposite where they treat you with reverence but because Juno is so revered, being her child makes you feel isolated.

The cabins that are at odds with you are the Aphrodite, Zeus, Athena cabins, while the cabins that are more cordial with you are the Hebe, and surprisingly the Ares and Hephaestus cabins. 

At least there are a bunch of beautiful white lilies at Hera’s cabin, making the cabin more of a place to live than a renovated temple. The lilies are there because it is said they were born from her. 

Argus is also your bodyguard for a reason. He was created by Hera for the sole purpose of being a guard and watchman, and considering you are the daughter of Hera, you fall under his duties. Not long after you were born, when you have grown out of the age protection Hera can protect you from, and Hebe when you’re past 8 years old, the monsters start coming into droves. There are monsters immediately trying to kill you, not just fueled because you’re a powerful demigod, but because of also Lamia, who she personally comes hunting for you. This is because Lamia, when she was a mortal queen and had the eye of Zeus, Hera was responsible for killing all of her children and became what she is now, and is also responsible for monsters hunting demigods to this day. Argus is only able to protect you only for so long so sharpen your skills and fight for your life. 

When you get claimed, the world goes absolutely silent. Everyone stares upon the claim mark floating above your head, a peacock, like its a crown above your head. The spread feathers of the peacock does certainly make it look like one. With a crown above your head and a field of white lilies sprouting beneath your feet like a white carpet, it almost makes you think you’re a child of royalty being announced.  But you don’t let yourself be that deluded much longer. They stare at the mark longer than you like to admit, some blinking and rubbing their eyes as if they are seeing an illusion. You already know who your godly parent is, so you know the claim is just a message to Camp Halfblood. 

That you are the demigod child of Hera. A being that has not been thought of to even possibly exist. An impossible existence. 

Yet here you are. And you knew how. And yet you couldn’t tell any of them because Hera made you swear to not reveal that information to anyone outside of a very selected few confidants. If they knew any of the truths, then it would break the balance of the gods and would bring chaos to them; threatening them and you. 

The claim begins to fade, disappearing into glittering lights and as it falls upon you, so do the campers’ eyes. Thousands and thousands of eyes stare at you, not for you, but what you are. 

Argus stands beside you, standing like a guard and his protective stance only adds to the confirmation.

Mr. D drops his can of diet coke and as it splatters across the floor, Chiron finally breaks out of his stupor. He kneels and bows before you, his limbs shaking a bit as he stutters as he announces. 

“The bloodline is determined. Hera, Queen of the Gods, Goddess of Marriage, Women, Martial harmony, and protector of women during Childbirth. Hail, [y/n] [l/n], child of the queen of the gods.”

There is silence before chaos erupts as everything is turned over their heads.

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