#please General can we keep her...🥺

[marierg]

Oh my HEART!!!!

The girl is making some new friends!!! :)

[starsofjewels]

hi! first, i love your writing, it's so good! also, i loved your oneshot about the autistic lannister reader so much, it was so relatable🥺 can we get another part (or not following specifically, just the reader being autistic) but focused on their relationship with tywin, please? tysm!

The Weakness of Tywin Lannister

Tywin Lannister x Autistic! Lannister! (daughter) Reader

CONTENT: Canonical! Character death (Joanna), mentions of abortion (Joanna), genereal mistreatment of Tyrion, meltdown(s)

Tywin is a warning in himself, Viserys (3) and Joffrey are mentioned in like a line each, so prepare for that too

Check out the masterpost for the rest of the series x

1.2k words (smol)

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Welcome all to the November update. I'm alive, I'm fairly well and I can't believe I'm getting traction.

Thank you to all your requests, I'm going through them atm this one just- Spoke to me.

I wrote this in a free hour instead of studying, so we'll see what happens.

Live, laugh, Tywin.

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When Joanna dies, Tywin doubts he will find another love so pure, so completely genuine, that it could even scratch the expectations his wife leaves behind. He is not a man of much integrity or kindness, but he loved his wife. Most men are not fortunate enough to have a wife who loved them, and without it, there is not much to do.

But it is not your fault, no. You are an angel, a gift from your mother to him. He should have known Joanna was not strong enough to bear another child, he knows he should have forced Moon Tea down her throat and held her as she bled. Even the cats knew she couldn’t recover from the birth. But, it is not your fault.

The staff expect you to share Tyrion’s rooms, to have another child that is neither spoken to nor visited by their father; Tyrion the imperfect, and the new baby who killed their mother. Instead, Tywin appears himself, and carries the cradle prepared for you from the family rooms right up to the master bedroom. Your nurse is instructed to only appear when you need to be fed, he will handle you.

Tywin realises, nearly immediately, that you are a different sort of child. You are quiet and sweet, you never cry or complain, even as you phase from infancy into childhood, there is nothing, truly, that upsets you. There is a confidence within you, a chubby, blonde toddler running about the halls with an ornate horse in one hand, and the Hand of the King cautiously trailing behind. He has other work to do, but nothing as important as taking care of his sweet one. 

You return to Casterly Rock, your bloodland, when you are five- Nearly six, you say. Jaime and Cersei stay behind in the Red Keep, one married and the other draped in white cloth. You don’t quite understand where your playmate, little Viserys, has gone to, but your father tells you not to ask, and you’ll do just about anything he says.

If there is one instance Tywin could point to the actual realisation that something was amiss, it would be the first weeks he spends with you in Casterly Rock. You have been nothing but calm, and sweet, but here, you break. Hours of crying, refusing to eat or sleep, the maesters assure him you are not ill, and yet you tantrum constantly, for seemingly no reason at all. He figures it out eventually, of course, one of your toys was lost in the journey, a ragdoll with no real significance or extraordinary features. But it was yours and you wanted it, so another was commissioned for you, and although you complain that it is ‘different’, you are seven, and the story that she holidayed in the Reach is convincing enough to shut you up. Tywin learns that day to keep a spare of anything he sees you playing with.

The nurses tell him all children are fussy, the oldest of them, the one to nurse Genna and his youngest brothers, can recall a time in which he himself would wear only red, and for about a week would only sleep in a makeshift fort out in the yard with Kevan; that was, until a winter set in, and the gates were locked at night to keep them from getting out and freezing to death, but there is something within him that says your behaviour is different to the frivolities of youth.

He enjoys your company, as you grow into a delicate young woman. You are unmediated, fresh, in a sense that most are not. You could speak to a king the way you would a peasant, and vice versa. Tywin is there to look after you, to hold your hand and keep you out of harm’s way, and his years of service to Casterly Rock with just you at his side, and Tyrion when he emerges from the brothels, are memories which nothing can besmirch. 

And then his grandson is put to the throne, and life collapses once again. There is war, and chaos in every part of the Kingdoms, five kings stake a claim to iron, or to salt, and Tywin Lannister is once again Hand of the King. Your little dog is by his side, a little spaniel, or some other feminine dog breed, lazy as sin one moment and destroying the place the next. It reminds him of you. He can’t quite remember its name: Winnie, or Wobbles, or something equally ridiculous. Tywin feeds it scraps of mutton from his plate, he won’t tell you he’s feeding it.

“Papa?”

He stands immediately, and rushes to your side. You are practically shaking, with big eyes and frighteningly pale skin. Tywin has seen this many times, and it hurts him every one of them. Even with the life of a princess, you can still find ways to be terribly upset,

“I can’t find Waldred.”

Waldred. That was the damned thing’s name, he knew it was something stupid. He sighs, and travels around his desk, lifting the spaniel up and putting it into your arms. For how lazy it was, the beast was surprisingly light. Usually, you laugh. Today you cry harder. Waldred is put back down, and he takes you onto his knee. The dog doesn’t do very much to assist the situation, he turns himself around and flops over Tywin’s feet, huffing at the inconvenience. He lets you cry, until you start coughing and spluttering, and you are instructed to calm down. He has learned that he can’t be firm with you, you think it a display of anger when there is none.

“I-” When you are ready to speak again, he sets you onto the couch beneath you, “I thought I lost him- I looked everywhere, it’s past his walk time.”

Waldred hears the word ‘walk’ and dramatically flips over, not very keen. Any normal dog would be jumping about the place in anticipation, this one now resembled more of a furry ball than it did an animal. 

Tywin will not question why you were so upset about potentially losing your animal, he knows how much you adore your little dog, and nor will he mention that the thing hasn’t been unsupervised a day in its life. In fact, now that he thinks about it, Waldred is probably more guarded than you are. The lazy beast hasn’t left the Tower of the Hand unless it was carried, and even then it complains. Sometimes he wonders why he bought it for you in the first place.

He sees how the courts treat you, how Joffrey tries near constantly to publicly humiliate your oddities, and how the ladies of his elder daughter’s court leave you entirely on your own, he actually doesn’t know if you even have friends, apart from the dog, and potentially Varys. It doesn’t matter anyways, you are his and his only, and there is no-one but the Gods and a small list of possible suitors for you that will get in his way.

[delight-angelsbliss]

hey, i hope youre having a good week!!

im not sure if your requests are open but do you think you could write a sonic or shadow x reader whos a type one diabetic? ive seen maybe one other idea abt it for shadow and id love to see people write about it in more detail!

ofc, if you dont write for that, a general fluff for either of the two hedgies will work fine :3

Warnings: mentiones of syringes, not proofread as always

Precis: Hcs for sonic and shadow with a type one diabetic reader + normal relationship hcs

Notes: my cousin also has type on diabetes I found out in 2023 I only get to see her once a year. Ok so when I wrote like (っ˘ڡ˘ς)  that popped up and why r ppl using Arabic for their symbols?? Why is ت a smiley? And ppl complain abt using the Greek alphabet for symbols but then use the Arabic one as if that isn't hypocritical. Also I used what I've seen from my cousin and she used insulin syringes I've heard there r pills but I've never seen them so I hope this was ok! Hey dear keyboard from my mobile? Can you please stop making any simple present into a simple past or past form? 🥺

Sonic

Sonic isn't really good with memorizing reminders, his carefree attitude and fast pace of the world makes his head focus on other things than reminding people of things

But that doesn't mean he won't try to remind you to take your insulin

He isn't really a genius when it comes to health but he knows some of the basics like not using sweeteners or sugar in tea, making sure you always have insulin on hand and to always keep some before a meal

Sometimes sonic has to make himself look away as you pump a syringe inside your body before eating, no matter how many times he gets used to seeing you do that before eating, it makes him so sad knowing you have to do that everyday

It doesn't matter to sonic what kind of illness you have, as long as you're happy and healthy it makes him happy. He loves all his friends and that doesn't mean you'll get the same love, attention and more from him as his partner

Even when sonic isn't there he puts reminders and notes around your phone to remember stuff (even if you don't really need it) Sonic is trying his best but he knows he isn't able to do much that can help you which makes him sad almost everyday knowing he won't be able to take anything troublesome out your life to make it easier

Sonic still tries to be understanding and makes sure to sometimes drink tea without sugar for moral support no matter how bitter

Even if you chuckle, tell him he can add honey and that it doesn't bother you, he still persists as he tries to make jokes to lighten the mood and make sure you don't think about the mountain of syringes pumped with insulin and the lifelong condition you have

He'll make sure you're happy and remember as much as you can, he'll be the biggest help he can be!

︶ ⏝ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ⏝ ︶

Relationship hcs

Sonic may not have much time to spend but he makes every moment count, or at least tries to. Since Eggman is always plotting something, it is known as Sonic's "duty" to stop him while also keeping his charismatic personality

Some missions last months while some last a day or two, it varies a bit too much but that doesn't mean he isn't always there for you. I've said this before and I'll say it again: just because he isn't home much doesn't mean he won't think about you

His mind always wanders while fighting, thinking of you, at home waiting for him all alone (you're probably not alone but he likes to think so for his own ego) He doesn't like leaving you all alone but it is how it is

When he is at home he always wants to bring you with him outside. Mobius is such a pretty and sunny place so why not enjoy it? We all know he loves to run but he'd adjust his pace to be able to walk with you and listen to your day or whatever you say

We all know Sonic has immense pride and ego, so it isn't a surprise to other when he shows you off and makes sure everyone knows his love for you and the relationship you two have, to sonic, being yours and you being his is like a blessing. Sonic feels luck everyday knowing he's with someone he fully trusts and loves with his whole heart

Sonic knows that he won't always be there, that there's a lurking danger that he might croak during a battle, so he always tries to make the moment with you a good memory

^ he sees it fit to make many dates for the two of you, trying to make the memory one to hold onto, dinners, cuddles, movie nights, deep conversations while on a walk. You name it! He wants to remember his time with you forever and ever, he wants the same for you and he'll make sure it happens

His pet names for you are: babe, baby, my girl, babygirl (surprisingly), my love

Average teenage romance pet names if you get what I mean

Shadow

Shadow is stubborn, quiet and brooding, but that doesn't mean his memory is bad, he'll still be able to remind you daily to take insulin and actually researches what can make your blood sugar worse

He takes your condition seriously and tries his best to be there for you and help you with whatever you need: a ride to the doctors? Everyone get ready and buckle up! Cuz here we go (jay reference)

Shadow might be brooding but that doesn't mean he won't care for you and your health, he's like that with everyone even if he doesn't show it. His trauma of losing others has made him scared to feel that again so he becomes somewhat overbearing when it comes to your health concerns

He'll act like a mother and make sure you always have your insulin and drink tea without any sweeteners, this can obviously sometimes become too much to handle when he berates you for having high blood sugar or something else

The best way to get rid of that is sitting down and talk, listing a few reasons on why you need that overprotective kind of style to stop

Babes I know most of y'all throw an insult and can't make counter arguments but please learn to do that cuz it's a life long skill you'll need trust me

And you'll also need it here to be able to make him see how you don't like this overbearing behavior and nitpicking

If you do win the argument he'll try his best to tone it down, but that doesn't mean he won't stop helping you deal with it all. He's still too afraid you'll leave him one day or croak

Sometimes he just sits on his bed, thinking about you, it makes him nervous knowing you're dealing with something so horrid. We all know Shadow is more of a homebody so he tries to make dates indoors like a candle lit dinner, movie nights, plain cuddling and more!

︶ ⏝ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ⏝ ︶

Relationship !!

Shadow is very stubborn as we know (ahem idw) but he's still loving and listens to you/your ideas, he's already figured out what it means to lose people and he doesn't want to make the mistake of underappreciating someone again

He still sometimes has some nightmares of losing the ones he loves, including you, which makes him sometimes sleep on the couch as to not disturb your sleep. His nightmares usually consist of some places like the ark (did I say that right idk I blame the German dub) and his time there, when he does have nightmares he's in a vulnerable position, which he does not like at all, it'd best to console him at that time and hold him close while reassuring him you won't ever leave him

He tries his best to complete missions or outings as fast as possible so he can get back to you and do something together, even if it's just cooking a meal

His favorite things to do with you is definitely starting a new show, some of his favorite genres are definitely those crime involved action shows like 9-1-1 or something similar

His pet names for you are: my darling, love, precious, treasure and more stuff that makes you feel like royalty

[ingreibusa]

Okay, so I've been gone for a long time and here's what had brewed in my exhausted brain:

We all know and love tall and gothic dom girlies, but how about dom short girls with a cute pink aesthetic?

Imagine a short girl with light pink jacket with a matching color tight skirt. The hem of her skirt and the sleeves of her jacket has these fluffy white fuzz. A white shirt that reveals a little bit of her cleavage. Long cat thigh highs with pink platform heels. She also has cleanly done make up, glossy pink lips and a sharp but short eyeliner

Now now you might say that I'm just describing a generic barbie girl wirh a poodle but get this: Instead of a poodle, she has a cute boy to drag around by his hand (or leash~)

This little cutie is always tidy and proper for his short owner. His nails are always manicured and spotless, hair always smooth and brushed, skin always soft and smells like vanilla, clothes carefully chosen by his sweet owner to fit him. He's just like a poodle, he's there to sit still and look pretty for his girlfriend! ˗ˏˋ꒰♡꒱ˎˊ˗

And whenever his girlfriend is feeling down, she can just snap her fingers or call out to him by his nickname and he'll immediately kneel in front of her, eagerly waiting for her order. Whatever her order is, he'll do it without hesitation, he just wants to be a good boy for her 🥺

He loves it when she collars him with a silk leash tied to it. When she gently tugs it while whispering praises into his ear, telling how much of a good boy he is and that he deserves a special treat because of it; Poor thing immediately melts into her hands.

In bed, he's miraculously even more obedient. Whining and pouting just like a puppy while looking into his gilrfriends' eyes. And almost everytime, he averts hiz gaze from shyness only for his sweet girlfriend to tilt his chin to face her

"Puppy, why do you keep looking away from me? Aren't I pretty?" she says as she gently tugs on his leash, pouting her pink lips with a playful gesture

"N-no miss, I'm sorry I-I didn't I... Miss pleaseee~" he'll cry out as little tears start welling in his eyes, overwhelmed by his girlfriend's teasing and toying. But can she blamed? He looks oh so cute when he's needy and desperate like this

But our little Barbie dom girl is also a softie, after a while she won't be able to resist her pup's pleas and reward him for being such a good boy. If she's feeling like in a punishing or teasing mode, she'll gag him up with her fingers by them down his pretty mouth so she won't hear his whines and pleas

His favorite way of being rewarded is of course getting to touch and taste his miss! If he behaves so well (in which, almost everytime); she'll reward him by sitting on her plush bed, letting her skirt roll up as she opens her legs and pulling him close to her heat by his collar. And he'll almost immediately set his cute tounge to work to please his girlfriend, holding her thighs apart as he swirls his tounge on her cunt, kneading the flesh of her thighs as he slowly grinds on her leg.

His girlfriend's moans of pleasure would only rile him up more, whimpering against her folds as his tounge works even faster with his hip movements growing more fervent. "Miss... A-ahh~ please miss mmhm!♡♡ Come on my tounge miss pl-pleaseee... *sob* I wanna taste you hahh~"

*sighhh* A girl can dream ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

[kulemiwrites]

VARIOUS | Drinking Headcanons

Characters: Masato Aizawa, Akira Nishikiyama(x2), Reina, Osamu Kashiwagi, Kaoru Sayama, Kazuma Kiryu, Goro Majima, Taiga Saejima, Shun Akiyama, Hana Prompt: What are their favorite drinks, tolerance levels and behaviors?

Note: Please accept this post as proof that I'm good for more than just writing smut 🥺 Feel free to disagree, though. I'm not entirely going by canon (bear in mind i stopped at y6). I'm just having fun, thanks!

MASATO AIZAWA

Drink of Choice: Cachaça, preferably neat but on occasion, he’ll make himself a cocktail with it too! His cocktail of choice would be a caipirinha. However, if he’s not feeling in the cachaça mood, he’ll opt for a caipisake- trading the cachaça for his nihonshu of choice instead or perhaps just umeshu on the rocks. 

Tolerance: Very high, and that can be pretty frustrating because on the off chance he’s aiming to drink himself into oblivion, he has to throw back a loooot– almost enough to make a normal person sick at best or black out at worst… Which can get expensive.

Behavior: It’s rare for him to get wasted, though. He generally only drinks what he’s got a taste for and then, that’s the end of it. His drunken behavior, if we can even call it that, is truly dependent on what he’s had to drink. His drink of choice typically only gives him a nice, cozy buzz. It relaxes him and makes him limber. However, if he’s tossing it back and then has something else behind it, like a whiskey for example, it casts a spotlight on whatever emotion he’s feeling at that time. Never get him drunk when he’s already angry because there’s a 75% chance that he’ll start a brawl. 

AKIRA NISHIKIYAMA (0)

Drink of Choice: Whisky. Sometimes neat. Most times on the rocks. It’s much better if it’s the top shelf shit, too. Bonus points, if he can have a bottle of it on keep. Around this point, the look of being the guy that orders a shot of that, takes precedence over the taste. 

Tolerance: Low. He has to reeeaaally pace himself because he gets drunk kind of fast, which sucks because he enjoys drinking… Like, alot. So long as he takes his time, he could truly drink all night!

Behavior: Much like the man above, his behavior is heavily dependent on what he’s got going on before he gets drunk. If he’s angry, there’s no hiding it. If he’s frustrated, there’s no hiding it. If he’s in a good mood, he gets in a really good mood– we’re talking a ‘paying for the entire bar to celebrate’ kind of mood. He doesn’t necessarily drink to get drunk but he’s not mad if he ends up that way! He has a preference for not drinking alone because doing so feels sort of lonely. If he can’t drink with a friend or with a date, he’s marching along to one of his regular bars and chatting up the bartender!

AKIRA NISHIKIYAMA (K)

Drink of Choice: He still prefers whiskey but age (and enough hangovers) have matured him enough to make choices that are driven more so by taste preference, rather than a price tag. He’s still not going to buy a bottle of garbage though, he can’t really stomach it– or so he says. He’s also developed an appreciation for a nice, smooth nihonshu.

Tolerance: Better. His tolerance has strengthened so much that he can hardly believe that he was ever such a lightweight. It takes him a great deal more alcohol to actually feel it, dramatically so. 

Behavior: Aside from losing some of the rigidness he’s been carrying himself with, he’s not drastically different from his sober self which is great because he still drinks a lot. When he was younger, he drank 75% for the fun of it and the remaining 25% was either for liquid courage and whatever else he had going on. This version of him drinks 75% to keep trudging along and the remaining 25% to forget. 

REINA HATTORI

Drink of Choice: Gin, but always in a cocktail. Her go-to cocktails are a nice martini or a negroni. She’s very particular about how her cocktails are made though. She has a bad habit of grading other bartenders when she’s the one being served. She may not say anything but she’s certainly taking mental notes.

Tolerance: Truthfully, she doesn’t drink all that much. Her tolerance is probably fine but she can’t recall a time when she’s ever really been drunk. Tipsy, maybe but never drunk. 

Behavior: On the immensely rare occasion that she’s allowed herself to have one too many, she’s more likely to ‘share an inside thought’ and laughs a little louder. She quite literally lets her hair down and lets herself have fun because it’s not often that she allows her drinking to get this far. The only way she gets to this point though is if she has a day off and is home alone or is around people that she trusts without a shadow of doubt because her work at Serena has made her very cautious.

OSAMU KASHIWAGI

Drink of Choice: Shōchū, and he takes it with water. While he does enjoy a finely crafted cocktail, so much so that he, like Reina, rates and judges a bartender's mixology skills against his own, he prefers the simplicity of good shōchū. Just like his treasured noodle broth, his drink of choice offers him memories of a life he’s far from ever living again.

Tolerance: Balanced, and perhaps this could be either natural or intentional. It’s been a long, long time since he was last drunk. Honestly, the older he’s gotten, the less appealing the feeling of actual drunkenness is. A buzz is great but being drunk leads to hangovers and some mornings already feel like hangovers despite him being fully sober previously. 

Behavior: His stoicism is a cover for a level of shyness that’s always been there, whether he would like to admit that or not. When that buzz hits him juuust right, the man’s a few rants away from a full blown chatterbox. Uninhibited, a drink with Kashiwagi means a treat to a rare sight and sound: a smile, with teeth and maybe even an audible laugh… Who knows~!

KAORU SAYAMA

Drink of Choice: Beer. It’s been her go-to ever since she could buy her own alcohol, whiiich coincides with her starting at Osaka Prefectural. Go figure! A perfectly chilled case of beer got her through many a shitty shift. However, she’s unlikely to order beer in a bar unless she’s just got a taste for something in particular. The way she sees it, she could drink beer anytime– and it’d likely be cheaper too. When she’s got a tab to pay, she’s more likely to go for a whiskey highball… or three.

Tolerance: HIGH. It always has been and there are pros and cons for that. She’s gone undercover and played the ‘helpless drunk girl at the bar’ many times to catch a perp. So, being able to discreetly drink and work has been a fun little secret perk from time to time. The bad thing is, she’s often left questioning whether or not she’s wasting her money. That doesn’t mean she doesn’t feel a buzz, though.

Behavior: Her accent becomes a lot stronger, which matters none if she’s home because she didn’t realize this was an issue until she went for drinks out in Tokyo. Not that she cared, but it was something of note. She takes on a reddish glow across her face but mostly on her nose and ears, which she finds herself getting defensive about. It’s nothing serious thanks to the buzz making her a little more receptive to playfulness but she’ll threaten to put someone in a headlock if they take it too far (and probably would).

KAZUMA KIRYU

Drink of Choice: Tea, if he’s buying, and a nice, smooth whiskey when someone else is picking up the tap– kidding. He does enjoy whiskey though. He’ll drink it neat, on the rocks, with water or even a highball. As far as he’s concerned, a good whiskey is good no matter how it’s served. 

Tolerance: Decent. His tolerance has wavered a ton over the years. If he tosses them back quickly, best believe there’ll be some staggering and bumping into sandwich boards on the way home.

Behavior: He’s always been told that he can’t hold his alcohol due to how sleepy he gets, but he thinks he does just fine! The first drink always goes down easy but by the second and third, much like Kashiwagi, he begins to loosen up. So long as he’s not tossing them back left and right, he remains pretty mild tempered. He may even become uncharacteristically playful. He just might need someone to give him a call on the train ride home so that he doesn’t sleep through his stop again.

GORO MAJIMA

Drink of Choice: Nihonshu or a cold, foamy beer, if he gets anything other than that it’s likely because he’s celebrating or treating other people. He’s a simple man who enjoys not having hangovers. He’s spent enough of his time feeling miserable, he’s no longer interested in paying to get misery from the Next-Day Express.

Tolerance: Moderate, but it’s probably because he’s slowed down on his drinking a while ago. There was a point in time where all he did was indulge in various vices. He’s been in a better place, all the things considered. So, when he does have a drink, he’s doing it for the fun or taste of it and not to numb himself.

Behavior: There’s never really any telling what comes out of a drunk Majima. Either he’s exactly the same but louder or he’s challenging people to fight who might be looking at him. Sometimes he’s just giggly as all hell and no one will have any clue as to why. It truly depends. Funnily enough, the latter takes him back to the old, old days when he was barely even old enough to be drinking. Those days, he spent his nights drinking til dawn with a friend or two and they would laugh so much that they would eventually forget what the hell they were even laughing about.

TAIGA SAEJIMA

Drink of Choice: Good ol’ fashioned nihonshu. He prefers to keep his drink simple. Uncomplicated. He doesn’t care for cocktails all that much simply because the way he sees it, you’re paying for juice and a sip of liquor.

Tolerance: Alarmingly high. He could probably drink his weight and still appear sober to the untrained eye. There have been times when he’d finish an entire bottle alone in a single sitting leaving people to wonder if he truly drank it by himself or poured it out somewhere. 

Behavior: While he may not act differently when he’s had a great deal to drink, he certainly feels it and it absolutely shows in his face. He likes to get niiiice and relaxed in his seat, preferably somewhere with a view of everything in the room or the bar. He’ll sit there with his arms folded over his belly and he’ll have a small smile on his face. He won't say much, he’s not even sure what he’s smiling about but that smile will be just as apparent as the reddish glow spread across his face.

SHUN AKIYAMA

Drink of Choice: When he’s living in a world where beer, umeshu, whiskey, gin, shochu, nihonshu, rum and soooo many other things exist, why should he have to choose just one? Akiyama’s drink of choice is whatever wets his whistle first, then second and so on and so forth!

Tolerance: Disturbingly high. He could probably drink enough to give a person alcohol poisoning and still turn out just fine the next day albeit with a mild headache, which he of course could cure with a shot if he so chose. He used to have an excuse for drinking as much as he does but these days, it’s as natural to him as having soda or a drink of water. He doesn’t see the issue.

Behavior: So, he might be a functional alcoholic because he isn't very different from how he is when sober, no matter how much he drinks. His temper is pretty much the same. He is no more charismatic with, than he is without. If anything, certain alcohol does make him feel a little frisky but it’s nothing that would disrupt the flow of things. Drinking does make him sleepy, but he’s always sleepy. So, really what’s the difference?

HANA 

Drink of Choice: Wine, and lots of it! Kidding. She does enjoy wine though, and she had a preference for reds until she discovered how much the tannins could stain her teeth. She’s slowed down on it in favor of a nice white. Riesling, usually.

Tolerance: So, so low– the poor thing. Just a single glass of her favorite wine is enough to do her in. She doesn’t mind it, though. She prefers to pace herself. She’s not really drinking to get drunk but she won’t lie and say that when she first pops open that bottle she’s not doing it to take the edge off… It’s probably work’s fault (it is).

Behavior: She finally just relaaaaaxes. Her shoulders finally droop, her breathing feels slightly less clipped, the furrows in her brows iron out– she considers, writing an apologetic resignation. A drunken Hana means a carefree Hana. For a brief period in the night, she feels as if she no longer carries the weight of the world on her shoulders… She just has to hide her phone from herself so that she doesn’t curse out her boss when he calls at an ungodly hour asking for help!

Woo! Did I write all of this to drink vicariously through fictional characters? I'll never tell 😉 though, I'd kill for a bottle of bubbly right now, ugh!

Thank you for reading! 🤍

[4urvalidation]

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A/N: I say this is dark!Rafe, but in reality he is the goofiest version of himself that you have ever seen. I jest. The dark! part comes with his past and his actions and everything else that makes Rafe - Rafe. I also really enjoyed writing and exploring his relationship with Sofia a little bit more as well as y'know - giving her character an ounce of personality (something the Pates failed to do in the show)

One more thing! I'm also going to publish this on AO3 so in case you're enjoying it and feeling extra generous, please go on over and show the fic some love 🥺

T/W: Explicit sexual content, dirty talk and praise kink. Mentions of drugs and alcohol as well as implications of murder. Or crimes as such.

RAFE

She cut her hair. 

That’s the first thing that comes to mind when I see her. 

And then, I look at her boyfriend. He’s a tall and lanky dude of around 5 '11 with shoulder length unkempt dirty blond hair and a baby face. I stare at him from across the room and then I look down at Sofia - her slight build and perky tits and almost immediately, like she knows I’ve been gaping at her, she looks up at me. 

“Babe, smile.” I do as I’m told. Not because I want to but because doing exactly what my girl tells me, helps me earn brownie points and lately, that’s the only way I can convince her into letting me do stuff. 

Sex stuff.

Which is weird. I never had to try this hard with Trudy. 

All I had to do with her is just show up and she’ll be right there on her knees sucking me off until my eyes have practically rolled themselves to the back of my head. 

Sofia on the other hand… well, Sofia is different. 

She likes our sex to be slow and gentle, just like she likes me best when I’m slow and gentle and not crashing out at the tiniest fucking thing. But then again, Sofia doesn’t know me the way Trudy once did. 

A good thing, I remind myself. 

“Hey stranger.” I shoot Trudy a smile the second she and her hipster boyfriend find themselves in front of me and Sofia. She flinches; her face drawn into a grimace I’m very familiar with. “Long time no see.” I’m grinning now, arm stretched and snaking around her bare shoulders. When I pull her towards me, her entire body stiffens as if we had never done this before. As if we are actual fucking strangers. As if I had never made her scream my name. Over and over and over and-

“I’m Charlie.” Hipster boyfriend shoves his skinny large palm in my face and I stare at it. His eyes are a strange shade of muddy green; downcast, but happy - the kind only a spoiled Labrador would have. I shake his hand. His smile grows wider. “Tru’s told me a lot about you.”

I shoot Tru a look. “Has she now? What kinds of things exactly?” 

Trudy rolls her eyes and I bite down a laugh. 

Fuck I’ve missed her. 

Missed her hands, missed her smell, missed her lips-

“I’m Sofia.” 

Fuck. 

Right.

“My girlfriend.” I clear my throat and glance at her. She doesn’t seem too upset. Yet. 

“I take it Rafe hasn’t told you anything about me?” Trudy deadpans and I almost choke on my drink.   

Sofia pats my back. Gently. “No, no - he has. He’s told me a lot of things. About you.” She says sweetly in the kind of way only a sweet girl like herself can and then looks at me - angry, pointedly - because clearly that was a fucking lie and I should’ve told her about Trudy and the two years we spent fucking our brains out. 

Shit.

I wonder just how many brownie points this is gonna cost. 

The pre-wedding brunch nonsense goes as much one would expect. Sarah’s useless fiance tries way too hard to be Kook, Sarah keeps on blabbering about how excited and in love she is, dad keeps nodding away and smiling like he actually wants his favorite girl to marry a Pogue, Rose keeps sending back orders and Wheezie… Wheezie is just there until Sofia notices her quiet and starts asking her about school. 

Not a great topic - by the way - considering how Wheezie’s grades have been less than stellar this year and she stopped talking to the only friend she’s ever had, but at least someone is finally paying her attention, so she beams. Seeing Wheezie happy makes me happy. That’s just how we work and I sit there, looking at them - my favorite girls - until I notice Trudy silently excuse herself from the table. 

I know I shouldn’t do it - nothing good has ever come out from the two of us meeting alone in secluded places, but she’s been ignoring me all day and I need to know what her fucking deal is. 

That and why the fuck she’s blocked me from everywhere. 

“Jesus, you scared me.” Trudy yelps when she catches me standing in front of the bathroom she’s just come out of. I grin. She grimaces. “No. I’m not doing this with you.”

“Doing what?” 

“Whatever you seem to have in mind.”

“But my mind’s pretty blank right now.” 

She rolls her eyes. 

My grin grows wider. 

“I just wanna talk, Tru.” 

“Don’t call me that.” Trudy barks. 

“What? Tru?”

“Yes.”

“But it’s such a good nickname.”

“I know. But it’s not yours.” 

I can’t stop staring at her scowl; at the way it makes her lips all pouty and kissable and shit. So I move forward - just a tiny little step towards her, enough so I can smell her flowery perfume, “Tsk, I don’t think my girl’s gonna appreciate it if I call you after the one I gave you, Sweetheart.” 

Trudy rolls her eyes, gets ready to leave, but then stops. Turns. I don’t like the way she’s looking back at me. It’s the same look she gave me when that happened. 

“There’s something you need to know.” She says suddenly and my heart skips a beat. “This guy, Patrick Hahn something… he uh, he’s investigating Sheriff Peterkin’s murder.” My blood runs cold. I haven’t heard that name in years. For some stupid reason a part of me thought I would never hear about it again. And yet… 

“What is he, like a P.I or something?” I croak. 

“No. He’s a podcaster.” 

“The fuck?” 

“I know, I know… I thought the same thing at first, but he’s a really good one. I’ve…  I’ve actually been listening to some of his episodes and… Rafe, this guy… he knows his stuff.” 

I stare at her. I wanna say something; something that’s gonna make this whole entire thing not sound so fucking stupid, but nothing comes to mind. Like - how can a fucking podcaster solve a murder? And an unsolvable one at that? 

“So what? You think he can do it?” I ask finally and there goes my voice again - shaking like I’m going through puberty.  

Trudy shrugs. “Maybe. I dunno.” 

“Shit.” I curse under my breath. “Shit, shit, shit.” And then slam my open palm against the wall because if I do so with the fist it might cause a ruckus and the last thing I need right now is dad yelling at me about how I’ve ruined his perfect little girl’s moment. “We’re fucked. Trudy we’re so fucking fucked.” 

I’m pacing. Hands buzzing, ears buzzing and I so desperately need a fucking drink or two or three and a whole strip of valium or maybe lorazepam or whatever Rose has suddenly decided to keep in her stupid little medicine cabinet. I jab my fingers in my head; I feel like I’m going to die - which isn’t new - I almost always feel like I am going to die, it comes with the job, but not like this. Never like this. 

“Rafe… Rafe baby what’s wrong? What’s going on with him?” I hear Sofia call out for, but she sounds like she’s so far away. Like she’s out there - safely tucked away on the surface while I am underwater and drowning. 

“I think he’s having a panic attack.” Trudy. Oh Trudy. Oh baby. I’m so sorry. I’m so so fucking sorry for dragging you into my shit-

I wake up in a room. My old room and very  quickly realize that Sofia is right there - inches away from the bed; body looking perfect in that bright orange dress and head turned towards the window. She’s looking at the ocean - something she can never do from our apartment or the shack she once used to call home. I feel myself getting tender suddenly. I want to pull her towards me, kiss her neck and face and tell her just how much she fucking means to me, but something keeps me tethered to the bed. 

We are so fucking fucked.

“Oh, you’re up.” Sofia beams the moment she notices I am awake and practically skips towards me. “I was so worried, baby. How are you feeling?” 

Good question - how am I feeling? 

Well, first of all, I have never ever before passed out from a panic attack. Second, I really don’t fucking know. Uneasy, maybe. Scared, most definitely. But I can’t tell her that. I can never tell Sofia that because Sofia doesn’t know what I’ve done. 

I watch her slide her perfect little body towards me; scooting herself right where I need her the most and inhale. She smells like vanilla and roses and I want to devour her right then and there. I start touching her like that - gently sliding my fingers over her bare arms and shoulders; pressing my lips on the nape of her neck before cupping one of her tits. 

“Rafe,” She squeals, laughing, “Your parents are downstairs.” 

“Better keep quiet then.” 

I realize the panic attack has helped me earn back all of my brownie points; even the ones most times I have to work trice as hard for. Sofia lets me fuck her from behind - raw and hard and honest, just the way I like. Our clothes stay on (Boo!) but at least she isn’t complaining about the whole no condom thing.

I can’t stop touching her - her thighs, her tits, her neck, her hair - and she’s so soft, so sweet and small and perfect, I want to disappear inside of her. Nothing like the way Trudy was when we used to fuck. But then again, Trudy and Sofia are completely different people. 

Sofia makes me work for it. 

Trudy just let me. 

“Look at you… fuck… look how good and tight you are. And so desperate. So fucking desperate for my cock. Tell me baby… tell me you’re desperate for my cock. Tell me please.” 

“Rafe…” Sofia moans. “You know I don’t like that.”

“I know baby, but please… please tell me…” I thrust into her softer, just the way she likes; coaxing and buttering her up for the real thing and there she is - relaxing under my touch, under my lips- 

“I’m so desperate for your cock.”

“Yeah you are.” I smile against her shoulder. “Good girl. You are such a good girl.” Suddenly I realize I’m speaking to her in the same way I used to speak to Trudy. Praising her. Teasing her. Making her beg for it. Except, Sofia never really begs for it. It’s always the other way around, so just out of curiosity, I slip myself out of her - eagerly waiting for her reaction, but all she does is hum. 

“That’s it?” She turns, looking at me with those stunning little doe eyes and I almost bust one out right then and there. 

“No.” I say sternly. Or at least, I try to. “I’m not putting it back in until you tell me you want it. Tell me you’re desperate for my cock.”

Sofia looks at me. Then, she furrows her brows, “I just told you…-”

“No. Not like that. Tell me you really want it.” 

She straightens. Her purple bra is peeking from underneath her dress and I wanna pull it off her body with my teeth. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah. I just… I like it when you beg for me.” 

Sofia purses her lips, something she always does when she is considering  something and it feels like it’s taking her ages, but when she finally says it I am so happy I want to do a cartwheel. “Please baby… please, please, please put your big, throbbing cock inside me. Like that?” 

“Yes, yes - just like that.” I make her beg some more. Slide her pretty panties to the side and soak my fingers into her perfect wet cunt. And boy is her cunt wet. Dripping really and it takes all three of my fingers with such ease, I have to stop and remind myself just how badly I want to be inside her again. 

I vigorously slide my desperate aching cock against her sopping folds; soaking it with her want before slamming it inside her throbbing wet pussy. Sofia yelps - loud and deliciously clear - and I have no other choice but to slap a palm against that pretty mouth of hers. 

She feels so good; better than ever and I can’t stop. I won’t stop. Fucking her gets me high. Makes me feel high and as long as I have her in my life I don’t need another drug. Well, that’s a lie. I still need drugs. To act. To forget. To cope. 

I flip Sofia on her stomach, hand still tightly pressed against her mouth, “You’re doing so good baby. Taking my cock so well. Just like the perfect good girl that you are.” And she is. She really is the most perfect girl. Despite the pouting and the complaining and the way she always makes me put a lot more effort into things. Into her.  

When I first met her - almost a year ago at the yacht club - I thought I’d found myself another Trudy.  She was kind, soft spoken and sweet. The exact kind of girl that completely melts when you tell her she is beautiful right after successfully tricking her into believing you’re not like the other guys. Once that happened, it didn’t take a lot of effort to get her out of that little uniform and straight into my bed. 

What took a lot of effort was me trying to convince her into going at it for a second round, to which she boastfully said, “I’m not a one-night stand kind of girl. If you want to fuck me again, you better take me out to dinner.” 

So I did. 

And here we are. 

Fucking like teenagers in my childhood bedroom. 

When I come - hard and deep inside her - her name is the first thing I slur against the crook of her neck. 

“What did you call me?” She says, eyes wide with surprise. 

Opening my mouth, I blink at her, but no words come out. 

I don’t think I remember, is almost what I’m gonna say but manage to stop myself before it’s too late. 

“Huh?”

“You said Rue.”

“What?”

“Who the fuck is Rue, Rafe?” 

Trudy.

Gertrude. 

Rue. 

I call her that because she always fucking ruins everything.

“Are you sure you heard me right?”

“I have ears don’t I?” 

I blink at her again. 

“I love you.” 

“What?”

“I love you.”

“I know that you do Rafe! Who the fuck is-”

“That’s what I said. When I nutted inside you. I told you: I fucking love you.” 

Now it’s Sofia’s turn to blink. 

Her mouth does that pouty thing again. 

And then she scrunches her nose, “Ew don’t say you nutted inside me. It’s gross.”

“Okay, baby.” She looks at me - all gold and shimmering - and fuck, I really do fucking love her.

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[chocolate-cringymuffin]

Tell me about Amon and Korra. Convert me to your ship.

You don't know what you just did

*Takes a deep breath

OK

Reasons why you should ship Anorra:

1- Canon is an illusion 8)

2- They are awesome! And I am not speaking only about them being hot (they are but that's not the point) but about their personalities and all the possible dynamics!!!

3-They hot.

4-They are a power couple!!! Please look at them!!!

5- They complement each other.

6-Imagine all the chaos they could bring upon the four nations by being in love😍

7-Yakone would twist in his grave🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

8-Sinaaq (that's how I call Noatak and Tarrlok's mom) would love Korra and her grandchildren 😭🥺💖

9- Senna and Tonraq would likely try to hunt Amon/Noatak and I am up to see that (add Tenzin and Katara and things will get better👀).

10-THERE ARE SO MANY POSSIBILITIES!!!

You want an enemies to lovers fic? You like vanilla or lemon? Angst or crack? Canon Amon or actually non bender Amon? Hurt/comfort? Break up or endgame Amorra? Snippet or long fic? WE HAVE EVERYTHING TAKE WHAT YOU WANT!!! IT'S FREE REAL STATE!!!

11-We can study their characters deeply, test their bond and limits, basically explore what canon was afraid to.

12- Have I said they are hot and powerful?

13- Korra having Tarrlok as an insufferable in law would be the funniest thing ever xD

14-We can give Amon life lessons to be less of a little sh1t and apologize for the garbage he pulled, (it's killing him inside to admit he was wrong, don't even speak about apologizing).

15- It would be the smartest and most awesome move the avatar could pull: make love instead of war.

Now prepare for the long answer:

Amon

Let's begin with Amon, he is represents an extremist consequence of an untreated problem in Republic City: the corruption and unbalance of power.

While we don't have a direct connection between the escape of Noatak from the Northern Water Tribe and the uprising of the equalists, we know that life wasn't fair on him and his brother. He had a peaceful life until He and Tarrlok discovered they could bend. And not just waterbending but also bloodbending.

Such a rare skill and difficult to dominate, they were capable of handling it with impressive determination and effort. The problem is, as we know, it was not his decision nor Tarrlok's to develop it...

With the turn of events, the way Yakone saw them after figuring the potential they held, changed their entire world or Noatak's world to be precise. This leads me to believe Noatak generated an inner hate for being born the way he was, because he saw his world slowly collapse since he learned about his skill.

This continued for years, leading to the breaking point when he escaped. After that we don't know how nor why he specifically had this hatred towards benders, however I have my own theories.

My bet is that he saw bending as the root of his misery, the ultimate cause of the pain in the world when he saw all the destruction and crimes it brought to the world, not only for Yakone's making him the man he is and destroying his family, but also because he probably had a lot of time to travel around the world and learn. Time to see the atrocities brought by nasty gangsters and organized crime, taking advantage of vulnerable people and unable to do anything (or at least enough) about it, frustrating him and making his resentment grow rapidly.

You might think "sure organized crime is horrible but it is not exclusive of benders or non benders, it doesn't make sense for him to dislike benders so much if both are capable of instigate fear and destruction and non benders are also able to protect themselves and even others as we saw in ATLA".

Well you have a point about it but we need to keep in mind the context of Noatak's life, the circumstances he grew in: he grew in times post war, in an abusive environment. He saw bending as the destructor of his peaceful life, which provoked him to distort his vision about it and see it as the root of all problems. And the end of the war left nations, cities and towns in poverty, they had to fix the damage from the war, people were desperate due to the lack of basic needs and not everyone could access a decent paid job. This environment allowed to expand organized crime, leading many to seek a semi-decent life in crime.

We have seen in some fragments of ATLA and TLOK how people have shown preference for benders (even royal families), because of the enormous advantage it brings to handle an element.

I believe this issue to be made less by the Avatar community and it is frustrating because as much as we want to believe it doesn't make a difference to be a bender or a non bender, it does. We saw how Bumi II struggled with self value issues, among them it is believed being a non bender contributed. I also believe it is easier to get a job as a bender because we see how much money industries save by hiring benders, saving money in tools and energy to complete processes because if we pay attention to the scene in which Mako works at a factory, we realize how much it would cost to get the equipment necessary to do his job.

Even if we let aside that, we only need to think for a moment how useful bending is and how much of a disadvantage it is not to have it. If you are trapped, lost, hungry, thirsty, alone in the desert or the tundra or if you have someone ill by your side, bending makes an enormous difference in the circumstances you are going through. Sure you can use weapons, medicine, start a fire of your own but the problem is that you need resources to do that and may not always be available and require time and knowledge to use them, while bending allows you to do multiple things way quicker, sometimes even more efficiently (even with no items at hand in some cases), giving benders higher possibilities to complete tasks or survive.

Of course this doesn't mean benders are weak or defenseless, much less that they can do no wrong and become a potential threat with proper knowledge and training but the point here is how those small details can make the difference in particular circumstances.

Now you may be wondering "How does this relate to Amon?".

Amon/Noatak is a person who lived the bitter side of life, someone who got to see the worst of the world and noticed the negative impact bending could have in the definition of one's personality and the perception of the world towards one's self.

He saw a problem, a flaw in the systems of the four nations and Republic City. An issue based in what you are, somethingout of your control.

Frustration took over. He wanted to do something about this issue, to protect non benders specifically. Amon said he was seeking for equality but what he truly wanted was justice. He looked for changes to protect those vulnerable and lessen the crimes... or at leas I believe that's what he might have wanted first.

The problem is... he lacked the power to do much, and he probably knew many tried to do things right, before him ,and they were disappeared for trying to make a change, probably beheld it with his own eyes.

Finally exhausted, furious and desperate to make a change, his sense of justice tainted the worst part of him, looking to fight against the system through extreme ways and that's where the corrupt, ruthless Amon became the character we know.

What I like about Amon is that he wasn't born a monster but he came to be a monster out of need, after he found how unfair the world could be and wanted a change but the authorities nor the own society could do much about such problems.

Unfortunately, we know his vision was undeniably corrupted, he knew how much damage he was going to cause and yet stayed firm to achieve his goals.

The interesting thing about Amon is how extreme he can be, and how he tries to justify it, sometimes he may have a point, sometimes absolutely not and I find fascinating how far he is able to go for his cause and the and knowledge he has gained.

It's something I find fascinating, because it shows if you don't treat problems, people will voice their complaints, and when they are desperate and not being heard they will search for their own solutions, even if they need to go for extreme ways no matter how morally wrong or how unlikely of being successful they are. It's like the butterfly effect, small actions can scale into something tragic.

Korra

I find her a complicated character to analyze because I like her a lot and she is flawed. But that's precisely what I like about her, her flaws!

Korra is one of the few characters who doesn't have a tragic past and gets along with her parents most of the time. She was sheltered all her life from danger. She was taught the practical part of being the avatar, she believed it was the coolest thing over the world and that the avatar is indispensable, the most powerful being of the four nations.

However, not being allowed to leave her little bubble and travel had consequences for her spiritual side and her perception of the world.

When she arrives to Republic she is faced with the rough side of life she was protected from. When she sees how things work and that she needs money for her of basic needs thet not everyone likes her nor can she do whatever she wants merely for being the avatar, that's the beginning of her awakening.

But the true cold water bucket finally settles in when she discovers Amon. It takes a while but once she learns what he can do: to take away what she considers the most precious for her, what makes her important, valuable as a person, shock turn into fear.

Korra is not a character with a tragic past, instead she is smug, too bold and overconfident, sometimes annoying, someone difficult to relate to or like. While I can't deny her writing is not always consistent and helds other issues, the point of Korra is her journey, the things she must live in order to grow, to become a capable avatar and protect her people when needed but also to learn that being the avatar is not a guarantee to be successful in life nor it is as simple as she thought.

So, keeping in mind all of this, this shock of fear will be the first in a series of unfortunate events provoked by lack of experience will be the first things to destroy her self steem and lead her to breakdown.

Amon was the slap of reality to turn her down, to make her question herself and her skills, if she could fulfill her purpose. Eventually, she begun to see that she was not capable of doing everything in her own. She saw brute strength wasn't enough against numbers snd technique, much less against politics.

This journey, harsh and long, was the reason Korra begun to doubt herself. To understand the world was too complex to solve its problems alone.

In the first season it's just gnawing at her, but as seasons go by, it morphs into something intense, deteriorating her mental stability and trust in herself. The poison was only the detonation of all the stress and internal wounds accumulated since Republic city.

From this breaking point she had to start from zero, healing while thinking about her past actions. We see Korra maturing: asking for advice, being there for others, negotiating, being humble sometimes and trying to help others.

That's what I like about Korra, she is not perfect by any means, not the strongest or smartest but no matter how many mistakes she made or how much weight she had to bear. She always come back to help others no matter if what.

Amorra

Amorra is an unconventional ship, yes but if you give it a chance you will discover lots of possibilities and dynamics that could satisfy the hunger canon left you.

Personally, I like the au's where they have to work together because they compliment each other: Amon is the conscious head, the one who knows how things work and is aware of the dangers lurking in the streets, Korra (on the other hand) is the bold heart who seeks to remain in the good path.

Both are firm in their beliefs, care for their people, want to defend others and prove themselves in their own ways, so these kind of au's are my favorite because we can also test their limits and each fan has their own interpretation of them.

Which is fun to discover!

There are darker variations and (even if I am inclined to the vanilla side) that have a particular approach about breaking them to get the worst part of them. If I am honest I don't agree with certain depictions, but if you find some good fics it's not hard to understand that train of thought and see how they ended in such a catastrophic situation.

There's also crack, which will always give you the loudest laughs for both of them being incredibly shameless, stubborn or horny. A good dose of cackling per day keeps the stress away.

To keep it short if you want a ship with growth, healing, good character study material, mutual learning, opposites working together, some good horny pwp, angst, or power dynamics then Amorra is for you buddie!!!

[cinnbar-bun]

Hello ~

Is it possible to request some general SFW/NSFW headcanons for Robin ? Your writing is so good and overall so wholesome it makes my heart melt. 🥺🥺

Have a nice day/night. ❤️

Nico Robin SFW + NSFW HCs

A/n: Aw, thank you for the lovely compliment dear. I hope you enjoy these <3

Note: Reader is GN. The hcs start off kinda angsty at first but gets nicer and happier (since we are dealing with Robin here). We as a society do not deserve Robin.

SFW

Robin is a very elegant and classy woman, and it’s no different when it comes to relationships.

She doesn’t like to push boundaries and often tries not to make too many “bold” moves in the beginning. She prefers to tread carefully when it comes to you, and she’d hate for her to be the one who hurts you.

Honestly it’s kinda difficult for her to express her insecurities in the beginning because she’s grown with the crew, but she feels as if she’s starting from scratch when you two are official. She worries she’ll mess up and hurt you, and then everything she’s done with the Straw Hats will have meant nothing and she was always the trouble everyone was warned about.

Please be kind to her, eventually she’ll fully realize just how much she has grown and that she’s not a devil. Just be verbal with her and tell her what you feel, and she’ll take note of your feelings and preferences.

Robin never really thought of romance in her life, always assuming it was a silly fantasy that would just end up getting her killed. Thus, she can get caught off guard when you do romantic things for her.

She prefers sentimental gifts for this reason. If you write her a poem, no matter how bad it is, she’s treasuring it. Give her an album of memories together? She looks through it almost every night and might decorate it more. When it’s handcrafted, it’s proof that YOU took the time to make something for HER. It’s proof that YOU did this and that YOU really are hers and a part of her life. Something that is so “you” makes her heart beat faster.

Surprise her with random dates or taking the initiative. Yes, I know Robin is the mom figure, and just like a mom, sometimes she needs a mental (and physical) break. If you go to her and say you have dinner reservations at a restaurant or want to take her shopping or to a cafe- the happiness and shock on her face is immense.

She's so used to doing things for others that “princess treatment” is so foreign to her and admittedly, she finds it’s very nice to be taken care of. Surprise dates every once in a while keep her on her toes and are another confirmation to her that you really love her.

But sometimes, it’s nice to just relax beside you. Robin is not too talkative in general, so often you two might spend time reading/doing something in the same room silently or cuddling each other. Robin really lets her guard down with you and it’s such a treat to see her smile so softly and that adoring look in her eyes too-

Side note: can you imagine Robin being so comfortable with you that she may just infodump about history or whatever she’s reading? Oh my god, the way she’s excitedly discussing a historical event or plant or something out loud because you just make her feel so safe until she realizes oops she’s rambling to you then looks up at you only to see you looking and listening at her because you love how happy she looks and how much she loves her job??? She just melts. (I’m melting too I love my wife)

Robin often tilts your chin to her and gives you a peck on your cheek then winks as she walks away.

NSFW

Y’all knew this Robin is ON TOP!!!

I don’t think she’d specifically have a mommy kink but if you called her that she’d chuckle and find it humorous and play along. It does grow on her after a while.

A tease. Truly, she will live up to her moniker of Devil Child with the way she teases you. Whether it’s whispering she’s not wearing any panties or is wearing a certain lingerie you like, or bending down to show off her assets to you, or straight up summoning a hand to touch you discreetly- she’s evil.

But, she is a very rewarding lover, and she, after hours (or what feels like hours) of hell, will finally give you the touches you so crave.

Loves adding sex toys to the mix. Her many hands are wonderful in teasing you further. She admittedly wanders into the sex shops to get something new for you guys to experiment with.

Lingerie isn’t something she wears often, so when she does, that’s a sign she really wants to fuck you or has something special planned for you.

Not a particularly hard dom. She prefers to spoil or at least just use some power dynamics. She won’t beat you black and blue or choke the life outta you- I doubt she would consider doing such a thing. It would take a lot to convince her to get “harder” on you if you are a big masochist.

She tends to leave plenty of hickies on you. But sometimes she leaves one that’s a bit more exposed to others. If you complain about it, she’ll apologize with a smile and say she just didn’t realize- but with the way she’s standing so proudly, it’s more likely she did it on purpose just to tease you again. She’s more possessive than she lets on.

So, we all know she uses her Devil Fruit to tease you. Extra hands and stuff to maybe hold you down or touch you elsewhere- it’s to be expected. Sometimes, though, she gets a bit experimental and (after the time skip) will summon another full clone of herself to get involved in your bedroom activities.

Doesn’t mind threesomes (beyond the ones with a clone of herself), and is willing to try them. Only thing is that they need to be a close confidant of hers, otherwise she’d feel rather awkward or uncertain about their motivations. (Who you want that third person to be is up to your imagination, dear <3)

Aftercare is lovely, and often consists of you two sitting in a bath together. She can’t use her powers in the bath, so this is another way of letting her guard down with you and showing you how much she trusts you.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Can we get a part two of Mad Hatter! Male! Reader x TADC cast please? 🥺 Again, choose who you want to write, go wild lol

various tadc characters x male!mad hatter!reader (part 2)

too sleepy so there's only going to be two characters here </3 today is going to be paaaaaacked characters: Pomni, Gangle, princess loolilalu notes: part one , reader is male cws: none

pomni

takes a long while to get used to you, i can definitely see her being put off by you and keeping her distance when she's still new to the circus.. likely warms up to you after kaufmos funeral, as that seems to be the general direction shes going to take judging by the end of episode 2- what i mean to say is that shes going to make more of an effort to get to know you and be more open

tries to keep up with you in conversation but due to her being new shes lost- like really lost- nods along to show that shes listening because shes still trying to

not much of a tea drinker herself, but she will sit down with you if you call her over and she has nothing going on

you can coax a converation out of her by asking her what her favorite treats are

will question you on how you even get the treats in the first place- logically there wouldnt be a kitchen in the circus due to none of you needing to eat to survive... leaves more questions than answers for her

gangle

oh poor thing she can get so lost when talking to you, she tries to keep up but sometimes you're just... well, mad

give her some time and she will warm up to you!

uses your clothing as references for stuff when shes drawing- especially if you tend to wear suits.... suits are hard to draw, sometimes!

accepts anything you give her because she doesnt want to seem rude for rejecting it

oh she will feel a certain way if you get her favorite baked goods the next time you see each other, especially if she only mentioned her interest in passing

make that girl feel heard!

princess loo

she enjoys attending your tea parties, and youre more than happy to invite her out to come join you

she can be a little put off by your nature sometimes, but she knows that you mean well

loves your fashion, maybe ive fallen into the "princess wants to be able to relax and be not royal all the time" trope, but i feel like she would find your style refreshing compared to the dresses she has to wear everyday

tries to gently steer the conversation back on topic if you go on a side tangent

if you tend to get passionate about talking about baking or tea, she listens to every word

definitely gifts you fancy expensive teas and other goods

[lunaflowers]

Okay! 💓Could you write something about married couple and s/o wants a baby so bad. But baekhyun is not ready or confused idk. He doesn't want it for now. Reader is really disappointed and sad. She loves babies so much and can't wait have one. But baekhyun's reaction (angry or annoying) is made her angry/sad. A big fight but a happy end please. 🥺🥺 (maybe some tears too)

If it is not okay for you then no problem! 🌼

Thank you 💓

Hope you like this, anon 💖 Pairing: Byun Baekhyun x Reader Word Count: 1.7k Genre: Angst and Fluff Warnings: None that I can think of

The evening had been lovely. You and your husband, Baekhyun, had spent it strolling through the tree lined park near your home. It was verging on autumn and there was a slight chill in the air, but the full cold of fall hadn’t hit yet. The sun had almost completely set but it wasn’t fully dark yet. You two were holding hands and chatting about how your days had been. 

You were recently unemployed, having left your job as a nurse due to increasing stress and anxiety. Currently, you were playing full time homemaker so that meant you were home alone all day while Baekhyun was at work at a consultancy firm. The days were long but fulfilling. You tried your best to keep yourself occupied, trying new recipes, as well as arts and crafts, reading and writing and regular exercise. The break was nice and it had you contemplating what you really wanted to do with your life, where your true priorities lay.

“Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something,” you said. Baekhyun had just finished telling you about a new project he was taking on at work, and all the responsibilities that were going to come along with it. He loved his job but you knew how demanding it could be, keeping him at the office for long hours. Thankfully he was paid generously for his hard work.

“What is it?” He looked at you and squeezed your hand a little. 

“Well, I was thinking since I’m home now and we’re settled, it might be the perfect time to start trying for a baby. We finally have the time and space for it.”

Baekhyun snorted. “Right. Very funny.”

He kept on walking beside you. You didn’t know what you expected his reaction to be but it certainly wasn’t that. Why would he think you were joking about something like this? “I’m being serious, Baek. Let’s start a family.” 

Baekhyun said nothing for a few moments and you waited in tense silence, listening to the gravel crunching under your shoes. This conversation was already not going the way you had anticipated.

“YN, babe, I’ve just spent the last ten minutes telling you about the new client and how I’m project leader and all the extra hours of work I’m going to be taking on and you come back with this?”

“I’m not saying it’s going to be easy. And I know how hard you’re working and I appreciate it so much, especially now. But this is important too.”

Baekhyun scoffed and you felt hurt. “It’s out of the question,” he said, his tone one of finality. 

“What? We can’t even talk about it?”

“There’s nothing to talk about. There’s no way we can have a baby right now.” He was dismissing you and you felt enraged all of a sudden.

You pulled your hand out of his. “Why are you being so cold?” You had to work to keep your voice even. You weren’t trying to make a scene, there were couples, families, children milling about the place enjoying the evening and you didn’t need to be the story they talked about as they got home.

“I’m not doing this here,” he said, testily. 

Annoyed, you began walking ahead of him, back towards the home you shared. You arrived and Baekhyun followed soon after, a look of irritation on his face. ���You’re being childish leaving me behind like that.”

“I’m childish? You won’t even talk to me!” 

“I told you what I thought.”

“No, you made a decision for the both of us and then acted like I was the unreasonable one for having an issue with that. Do you not want to have kids with me?”

“All I said was not now,” he said, his teeth gritted. He was angry, a rare sight, and seeing him angry only made you more angry.

“What do you mean, not now? We’re both in our thirties, Baek! It’s not like we’re in our early twenties anymore with all the time in the world to wait. It only gets harder the older you get.”

“So what? If it doesn’t happen, it doesn’t happen,” Baekhyun shot back and your jaw dropped.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now? I’ve always said I’ve wanted kids. You know this. You said you wanted them too when we got married. And now this? What the fuck, Baekhyun?”

“Don’t you get it, YN? I have enough going on right now as it is. Work is insane, I’m having to work longer and longer hours, take on all these new responsibilities. You quit your job so I have to keep everything afloat financially all by myself. And now you want this?”

Your eyes widened, tears filling them at his words. It felt like he’d slapped you. He’d never made you feel guilty for not working. When you left your job, Baekhyun had been nothing but kind and supportive, telling you that he had everything handled and that you should take your time to decide when and even if you wanted to return to work, that you had nothing to worry about.

The hurt on your face made Baekhyun soften. He tried to walk back his statement, “I didn’t mean it like that… I just meant-”

“Forget it. Just forget I said anything. I’m going to bed,” you said, your voice even. You turned to and began walking down the hallway. You heard your husband calling for your attention but you ignored him. After you had washed up, you got in bed and began to cry silent tears alone. How had it all gone so wrong?

Baekhyun entered the bedroom about an hour later. You closed your eyes as he came in, pretending to be asleep on your tear soaked pillowcase. You were in no mood to talk to him right now.

“YN,” you heard him say from behind you. You pretended you didn’t hear him, staying as still as you could, hoping he would think you were asleep and leave you alone. No such luck. When Baekhyun wanted to talk, he was relentless about it.

“YN, come on…” he said, approaching you from behind. “I know you’re not asleep.” He put his hand on your shoulder and jiggled you lightly.

You turned onto your back and looked up at him with swollen eyes and lips. It was clear that you had been crying this whole time and that broke his heart. He hated seeing you cry more than anything.

“Baby, don’t cry,” Baekhyun said softly. He produced a bouquet of sad looking carnations from behind his back and held it out to you. “Sorry, I know they’re not great but I got them at the gas station. They’re all I could get at this time of night.”

You sat up against the headboard of your bed and said nothing, but you took the bouquet in your hand, fingering the petals of the flowers.

Baekhyun sat down beside you facing you. “I want to apologize for what I said earlier. I never meant to make it sound like I blame you for any stress I’m feeling. And I love having you not work to be honest. I love the fact that you’re always there when I come home, that we get to spend so much more time together.”

You put the flowers down beside you and took his hand in yours. “I appreciate that.” You gave him a sad smile. It obviously didn’t heal your heart but you appreciated his effort in trying to comfort you. Baekhyun was the only man you’d ever been with who actually gave a shit if you cried. 

“I’m sorry too. I know you’ve been under a lot of pressure at work and you’ve been so amazing and patient with me. I should’ve brought it up at another time.”

“No. The thing is… you’re actually right. It is something we should be talking about. We’re not getting younger. I just…” He trailed off.

You leaned forward and put a hand on his cheek, stroking it gently. “Talk to me, baby.”

“I’m scared shitless. The idea of being a father fucking terrifies me. Being responsible for a human life. Making sure he or she grows up and is healthy and happy and all the good things. How the fuck am I supposed to do that? What if I fuck it all up?”

You almost giggled but you held it back. You definitely didn’t want to demean Baekhyun’s feelings but the fact that he even thought for a second he might not be a good father was just so ludicrous. He was the most kind and loving person you’d ever met. Any child would be lucky to have him as a father.

“Baekhyun… It’s normal to be scared about being a parent. I am too. But we can’t let it paralyze us.”

Baekhyun sighed, “I know but… It’s a life, you know? It’s forever. It’s not something we can try out for a few months and then decide to get rid of it if we don’t want it.”

“You’re right. But like… I think it’s one of those things where you just have to dive right in. Delaying this forever isn’t going to help.”

He looked up at you with his Bambi eyes and you looked back at him. He looked so young and sweet faced, he definitely didn’t look like a man in his thirties. But he looked tired. Maybe you’d been too preoccupied with what you wanted that you hadn’t realised sometimes he needed you to build up his confidence the way he always did yours.

“Baekhyun, you’re going to be the most amazing father. I’m sure of it. You’re so filled with love and so patient and smart and gentle. Not to mention your child-like spirit.”

He laughed at that, and you smiled.

“Besides, we’re going to be doing it together. It’s a team effort. We can lean on each other like we always do.”

Baekhyun leaned forward and kissed you on the lips. “I like the sound of that.” He pulled you closer to him and wrapped his arms around you. The warmth of his body was so comforting and you leaned into him, breathing in his familiar scent. “So, we’re really going to have a baby, hmm?” He said, softly.

“I mean, we’re going to try.”

“Trying sounds fun. Let’s try right now,” Baekhyun said, kissing you again.

[lilly-onthevalley]

Pretty please can you share your favourite obscure beauty products? 🥺

Had to look through my entire resource list for this one!

HEMP Oil AND Tea Tree Oil (MIXTURE)

This was actually given to me by my family doctor. She knows how iffy I can be in regard to what I use to mitigate issues concerning my body. I had a bells palsy scare (💀) and part of what I was going through resulted in half of my lip turning grey. On top of that I had a horrid medication reaction which caused something similar to Blaschko's lines all over my torso. I got a chemical mixture and the oil mixture and the chemical one failed but the hemp and tea tree oil literally saved me.

I still love to use it till this day to solve scars, help with the rare acne episode and just good skin texture in general especially if you have issues with black heads on the nose. In my area these are sourced by local apothecaries.

Moroccan Hammam Mits/ Kessa gloves w/ African Black Soap or Morrocan Black Soap

These are amazing for really getting your skin clean. I use these once a week because of how stripping the process can be. The Middle Eastern ladies have me hooked on the mit and soap combo!

I'm dark skin and that comes with a lot of natural hyperpigmentation whether it's from heels, acne, or friction. The Black soaps which I'm sure anyone can get online are deeply cleansing and exfoliating. They leave you feeling like a new born baby.

GOATS MILK soap -> Lactic Acid

Goats milk Soaps are really popular in Africa, mostly for their skin brightening effects. Just to clarify, it is not a bleach or anything.

It contains lactic acid which is a chemical exfoliant.

I love to use it twice a week just to keep my skin looking bright and clear.

Furthermore, I used to make my own Lactic acid lotions, similar to Amlactin. I have access to wholesale 80% Food Grade Lactic acid and I dilute it so approximately 10-15% and mix it with a very basic lotion.

The ladies back in the day used to mix it with Jergens. This was for treating keratosis pilaris. Please don't try this if you're clumsy or don't know what you're doing or how your skin reacts to Lactic acid at different percentages. Lactic acid is not the best for melanated skin but in correct mild concentrations is a gentle deep exfoliant.

SEA SALT SOAPS AND SCRUBS

I love sea salt in both my food and my body care. I have a local organic soap maker who infuses her bars and scrubs with this and it works so much better than any over the counter scrubs I've tried.

You can make your own by getting some sea salt, grinding it up in a blender together with coconut oil, coffee and an essential oil of your choice.

I can't emphasise this enough, if there's one thing you take from this, please let it be this. In sea salt we trust!

My other source mixes sea salt, turmeric, citric oils and kojic acid to make highly exfoliating creams and body washes. Use that info as you may. These people are just like you and kojic acid, sea salt and turmeric have been used for years to make skin care which exfoliates melanated skin without the hyperpigmentation risk that other alpha hydroxy acids can cause. Education, research and safe equipment are all you need.

CLAYS

Ghassoul clay, Rose clay, Bentonite clay, French pink clay, Kaolin clay, I could literally go on for days about the different clays and how good they are for masks.

The previously mentioned soap maker uses such clays with combinations of dried botanicals, essential oil blends and exfoliating acids as a base.

However, clays like Bentonite, Rose and Ghassoul can and are used after physical exfoliation treatments to calm and smooth the skin, so you can use them as a little face mask.

Traditionally in Moroccan Hammams the

Black soap, Kessa glove and Ghassoul clay combo is used during the cleansing process

ON DRY BRUSHING

Dry brushing is a must, however I always manage to break the strap that holds the brush to the hand 😭

Because I got terribly annoyed by this, I switched to dry hemp mits to get the job done. Not sure if hemp mits fall under the product band but I just had to include it because I know damn well that I'm not the only one battling with dry brush handles that aren't user friendly or sturdy.

Check your Amazon or Etsy for these products, I'm 100% sure you'll find someone who sells them or a variation of them! Absolute game changers for sustainable, organic, and easy to source (for me 😂 ) skincare.

🤍

[camille2305]

Mutual Understanding 🫂

Part 3

2017

N: Steve? What's gotten into you that I don't like you anymore?!

S: I saw it when we looked at our old photos, Neal. You were almost crying when you saw me...🥺🥺

N: Stevie, well, it's just nostalgia for those years...

S: Neal, be honest! I don't want to pat myself on the back, but it's clear I was much more attractive back then. I know very well that you loved my hair and that you were a little disappointed when I cut it...

N: Steve, what's your point?

S: Well, if I have to lose weight to get back in shape or let my hair grow, tell me. I just want to please you again...

N: Steve, listen, you've changed, sure, but those years are in the past. I've loved you since you were 28, and I love you now, 40 years older...

You're still beautiful in my eyes, forever, darling...

S: Do you really mean that?

N: Of course, and I haven't aged any better than you...

S: You've always been better than me anyway...😅

N: 😂🥹

These words at least reassure Steve about his appearance. He felt stupid for believing that his beloved no longer liked him, and Neal was right; he too had aged, but better than Steve...

Once this anxiety was put aside, Steve and Neal took a break from their intimate relationship. Neal wanted time, and Steve, in love, wanted to give him space to rekindle his laziness...

Neal, worried about his sex life, decided to see his doctor...

Dr.: Mr. Schon, what you're describing is a normal phenomenon in men between 45 and 55, generally...

N: What is it?

Dr.: These are all signs of andropause. You've gained weight, an abdominal mass, and your erectile dysfunction are proof of this...

But that's normal, and yours is coming on quite late...

N: I understand better, so thank you, doctor...

He didn't want to talk to Steve about it for now while he digested the information...

Then, after two weeks, Michaele appeared again, more radiant than ever. She continued to congratulate Neal backstage every night, but the friendly touches visibly turned into flirting...

Steve began to worry again, not seeing this "friendship" in a very positive light...

Unfortunately, someone else eventually realized the weight of the situation...

Arnel was close to the couple, to Neal as guitarist and bandleader, and to Steve, who had welcomed him warmly upon his arrival and taken him under his wing...

Arnel considered Steve his mentor, and they became close friends over time...

Steve was present at all the Californian dates, as was Michaele...

A: Hey Steve, how are you? Nice to see you home...

S: Arnel!!! I'm fine...

Thank you, you were really on fire...

A: Hahaha, thanks!

But tell me? You're tired...

S: Oooh, you know, old age really isn't much...

A: Hmm... If you say so, I think it seems deeper...

Arnel noticed Steve looking at Neal from afar...

A: Is everything going well with Neal?

S: Uh, yeah, wonderfully, why?

Arnel noticed the blonde's insistent presence at Neal's side...

A: I don't know...

Probably a hunch...

I don't want this to hurt your feelings. Take care of yourself, man, and I'll be here for you if you need a shoulder to lean on, you know that...

S: Thanks so much, man, for being here...

A: You're welcome...

Now I'm going back, the encores can't wait, you know that better than I do...

S: Get your audience fired up then...😂

Once they got home, Neal fell asleep quickly, unlike Steve, who was still thinking about what Arnel had told him...

He then decided to call him; it wasn't that late after the concert, he probably wasn't asleep yet...

He grabbed his cell phone and went out into the garden...

A: Hello?

S: Arnel, it's Steve, am I bothering you?

A: No, tell me everything?

S: Well, I've been thinking about what you told me, and it's true that I'm worried about Neal and that woman...

A: My instincts are never wrong...

S: I have a favor to ask you...

A: I'm listening...

S: I don't like it, but can you keep an eye on Neal for me when he's with her?

They had an affair a long time ago, and I think she's not just coming back as friends...

A: Count on me, I'll try to be discreet...

S: Thanks, I'd appreciate it, man...

A: I don't expect anything in return, Steve, you're my friend...

S: I care...

A: Whatever you want...

S: Perfect, get some rest...

Steve hung up and went back to bed, without even waking Neal...

He wasn't proud of his plan, but that damn woman was already taking up too much of his thoughts...

The next day, Shamila called Steve to thank him for the vacation with her boys...

S: Yes?

Sh: Hi Dad! How are you?

S: Hi darling, good and you?

Sh: Very good, thank you...

I was calling to thank you. The boys really loved spending their vacation with you. They can't wait to do it again, if you're up for it, of course...

S: Shamila, of course I want to, and Neal will be delighted to have them again, like every year, you know that, haha...

But Shamila wasn't fooled and heard Steve's sad tone, betraying him...

Sh: Dad? Your voice sounds strange, are you sure everything's okay?

S: You're definitely the second person to ask me that since yesterday...

Sh: Oooh, really? You look sad, I think. Aren't you sick?

S: No,sweety...

Sh: Is everything okay with Neal?

S: Uh, yes, better than ever...

Of course, he wanted to spare his daughter the details of their compromised intimacy...

However, Shamila pretended to believe him so as not to disturb him...

She also told him she was here if he wanted to talk...

Then she hung up...

The days passed, and Arnel gave Steve a short daily update on Neal's situation...

Nothing to report yet...

Until that fateful day when Arnel thought he was seeing too much...

Michaele now showed her true affection...

Ever since Neal ended their brief affair to find Steve, the blonde hasn't stopped thinking about him...

She was crazy about him, to tell the truth, and even Neal's new appearance didn't repel her...

She then began a seduction ritual, clearly thinking that Neal loved her back... Arnel watched the scene from afar. She began by wanting to take his hand, which Neal pushed away...

Then she pretended to stumble, he politely caught her, straightening her up...

Arnel acted relieved until...

Without hesitation, she ended up kissing him, and Neal, paralyzed, took a long time to push her away...

Arneal was shocked and sad for Steve, not not wanting to see more...

The singer shares his new report with Steve, who was waiting for him at home that same evening...

N: Good evening, honey...

S: NEAL!!! Don't play innocent...

You obviously had a good time with her!!!??

N: Her??? But who!!!

S: Michaele!!! I know she kissed you!

N: Steve! What, were you spying on me?

But I...

S: That's not the point, don't deny it, Neal. If you want to get back together with her, I'll leave this house tonight and you'll never see me again...

N: Nothing happened, she kissed me, but I pushed her away...

I... You're the only one for me, Steve!!! Believe me...

S: No!!! Go back to her, I know she makes you hard, unlike me.

N: Steve, that's not true...

S: Of course she does... anyway, nothing's right anymore, you haven't loved me for a long time now...

N: Steve, how can you say that!!!

S: You've always preferred women like her, that's why I don't work anymore!!!

N: STEEEEVE THAT'S ENOUGH NOW!!!

I'M HAVING ERECTION PROBLEMS, DAMMIT THAT’S WHY I CAN’T GET HARD!!

S: What?

N: It's andropause, I saw the doctor...

S: But Neal? Why didn't you tell me before, I...

N: You what!!! You only focused on your own frustration without even thinking about how I felt about not being able to make love to you like I used to. I'm suffering, Steve, so much...

S: Neal!...

N: And now you dare accuse me of cheating!!! Don't be hallucinating, Steve, that's how you see me. I, who always welcomed you into my life with open arms as soon as you supposedly felt ready to enter, then left out of fear, do you think I didn't suffer too, damn it...

Yes, I had an affair with her...

But you and I, it's pure love, and you dare pretend otherwise!

Who the hell do you think you are? I don't recognize the man I fell in love with, honestly...

S: Neal...

For the first time in years, Neal cried, and Steve regretted his thoughts...

Neal was clearly suffering from this awkward situation...

[laura1633]

https://x.com/yuristappen/status/1821693567070314786?s=46&t=che4X6KyMSM-OuXsQeE6IA

i think people need to stop talking about this, and ok if it’s just some stupid tweet (its not okey to post but people are dumb) but in an interview? telling person that he’s fat? and how everyone around max is laughing and he is not understanding what is that so funny…

This actually made me really angry because just look at his sad little face 🥺 . I have so many thoughts but I don't even think I can get them down coherently so this is going to be a whole mess of an answer.

Also, I know this response is probably all out of proportion compared to the 10 second clip so please feel free to skip.

I don't think the reporter meant to call him 'fat' as such but was probably trying to point out that he was heavier pre-season (and things got lost in translation.) Or at least I hope that is what happened rather than her straight out calling him fat. HOWEVER and it's a huge however, I don't think she should even be asking about his weight. Whilst translation issues might have made it sound even harsher I can't understand at what point she decided this was a good or even interesting or useful question to ask. Image getting to interview someone who has achieved as much as Max and deciding that one of the handful of questions is going to be pointing out that he was heavier pre season when his workout regime had loosened a little (like yeah no shit!)

There have been lots of stories of drivers struggling with weight and going to unhealthy lengths to keep themselves lighter so there is clearly an issue around this in the sport so to ask a question like this with so little regard to that is just so unprofessional.

Max gets called out a lot for what he says and how that might impact younger generations then you get reporters (and I am talking in wider terms than this interview because I've heard sky say things in the past about driver's weights) getting away with making all sorts of comments and asking all sorts of questions without thinking of the wider implications.

I do like to give people the benefit of doubt so the Red Bull press officer (is that Gemma? I'm bad with names) laughing may just have been that she was so taken aback by it. I did notice that as soon as she saw Max's face she did place her hand on his back rather comfortingly and tried to somehow contextualise the question as being about how his training is different during winter break. Really he shouldn't have had to answer that question but it would have drawn even more attention to it if someone had stepped in and shut it down (even though I think he shouldn't have to answer stupid questions like that).

I hate that we are in a place where Max's pre-season figure is even considered fat. Perhaps social media and filters have warped peoples views or people can only comprehend a professional athlete having one very specific body type. I mean even if he had been "fat" its his body and he's a three time world champion, he knows what he needs to do to be at his best.

I will say that this clip was included in the documentary for a reason, perhaps a small statement on what drivers have to put up with.

And just to finish, I know that Max laughs with Crane on streams about Crane being bigger but there is something very different about joking with friends (who you hopefully know well enough to know what is and isn't a sensitive issue) and a professional interviewer asking questions about someone's weight.

Sorry for that huge wall of text 😂

[marinerainbow]

I'm getting back into Mario... And it reminded me of two OC's I made when I was younger... I'll put the second OC on the back burner in case I don't go anywhere with her, but the other OC I know I'm definitely keeping.

The Princess of the Boos, daughter of King Boo

Now, I am still trying to figure out her design and backstory. Her backstory I think I want to keep it a mystery similar to Bowser Jr's origins (the idea I have though is that King Boo had fallen for a human women and used her soul when she died to create the first born Boo; his princess. But I haven't played Luigi's Mansion, so I have no idea if that'd even be in character for him). The only thing that is for certain, however, is that she is King Boo's child and heir.

I keep interchanging between a humanized look for her and her looking like a Boo, however. If she's a royal boo, then she'd be a bit smaller than a regular boo (which is tiny compared to King Boo 🥺), but she has the black sclera like him (or are those dark circles/shadows under his eyes? It's kind of hard to tell), with glowing, opera mauve pupils. She has a jewelry crown like him. However, it's smaller compared to his, and it'd look like a garnet rather than an amethyst like King Boo's crown. Her human form- which I'm not sure if she'd naturally have, could transform into, or would need the Peachette Crown to turn into, I'm still debating on... Though I kind of imagine her having a similar style as Muffet from Undertale 🤔

I couldn't find who the artist of Muffet's illustration was, but this was the best photo I could find. If you guys know, please let me know so I can properly credit them ^^

Yeah, she is still a bit of a mystery 😅 but I still wanted to post about her. Here are some tidbits for her ^^

Personality wise, she is a bubbly goth XD she's the kind of princess who would take you to the cemetery to meet her family, but she's way too happy and excited that you're here so you can't get too weirded out. To her, creepier things are normal; the killer piano is just a lovable puppy to her, the spinning eyeball is a nice decoration, her dad trapping people in his paintings is just 'dad and his collection' to her, etc. She feels curious about the rest of the kingdom, but would also feel out of place in Peach's castle or something.

Even so, when she gets upset, she'll resort to pranks and causing trouble. Like how children will sometimes do if they seek attention. She is a playful soul in general, but her jokes will turn more troubling when she's sad or angry.

King Boo, similar to Bowser with Junior, loves her to peices ^^ even if he is 'working' all the time. He does have a lot of haunted manors to look after and only really gets a vacation when Bowser temporarily takes over, and his time is taken up even more now that he's declared Luigi his enemy. So, unfortunately, they don't see each other too often. King Boo has yet to figure out how to balance his royal duties and family like Bowser (we do see Bowser invading the kingdoms alot, but it's obvious with how much Junior and/or the Koopalings admire and love him that he is a good and devoted father).

Princess Boo keeps a diary, like Luigi in Paper Mario. She writes down everything in it. Little writing blurbs, what she did that day, her thoughts and feelings, etc. Including all the times her dad left her behind.

This does leave Princess Boo feeling pretty lonely and prompts her to show up unannounced. But really, she just wants to hang out with the only parent she has. Sure, her citizen boos will play with her if she asks, but it's not the same... If she was in the games, this could even be a game mechanic; Princess Boo will pop up out of nowhere in the haunted house and pretty much stop everything the player was doing to 'play a game'. Whatever game she chooses, you can only pass the level when you win, but regardles, she looks so happy you're complying with her. On the surface, she looks like a brat interrupting the game, but all she wants is a friend if she can't have her dad.

Which leads me to one of my main tidbits about her; since I hc King Boo and Bowser have some kind of treaty or alliance, especially after the events of Luigi's Mansion, King Boo requested Bowser at some point to make sure his child doesn't interfere with his latest scheme. Bowser agreed, allowing the Boo Princess into his castle. She was pretty hurt by the implications behind this, and she did cause some trouble in the castle. But that led to her running into her best friend, Lemmy Koopa.

Lemmy, as we know, is pretty fun-loving and playful himself. I think he was immediately drawn to Princess Boo, just excited to have another playmate! But also because of how sad she looked. Being part of a mischievous pack of lizard children, he (and all his siblings) can tell the difference between genuine play and attention seeking mischief. Princess Boo at first wanted him to just leave her alone, but it didn't take long of him showing off his ball and magic for her to cheer up and start giggling again. And ever since then, they've been inseparable ^^ in fact, when the koopalings started taking over kingdoms alongside Bowser, she begged her dad to let her set up a haunted house in Lemmy's kingdom so they could team up.

Princess Boo does have varied relations with the other Koopalings too. She and Bowser Jr. And Larry are all similar ages, so they can get along the best (I'm not sure if I want Princess Boo to be younger or as old as Junior. She would definitely be one of the younger kids, though). She was first introduced to makeup and dress up with Wendy- who also taught her the tactic of referring to her dad as 'daddy' to get what she wants, so shes kind of like a big sister to her. Ludwig is a bit stuffy, but he can be cool. Iggy is on a similar level as Lemmy, and Princess Boo adores his pet Chomp Chomp. Roy is also cool, but in a 'the big kids on the block' sort of way to the princess. And she likes playing with Mortan and listening to him blab on about whatever is on his mind. But of course, Lemmy is her bestest friend.

She is envious, though, of their great relationship with their father. She is a bit sensitive about her dad and their relationship and would prefer it to not be brought up whenever she comes over.

Although she doesn't know it, her father is definitely getting dad advice from Bowser when word gets back to him on how sad she really is. He genuinely loves her and wants to do the best for her.

When Princess Boo is really sad to the point of tears, she'll fly away and possess something just so she can be alone and unseen. She has a bed in her room just for the purpose of her diving into it, but she has been known to hide away in paintings, vases, and other furniture and decor.

After hanging out with Bowser Jr., she wanted to try her hand at painting, too ^^ her art is more gothic abstract/psychedelic, and she likes to hang them up in her dad's haunted manors. He refuses to take any of them down, not even to make room for his own collection.

Now, that's all I got for her, but there is one more thing; I have referred to her as Princess Boo throughout this post, but... I don't really like it 😅 I know it'd fit in with King Boo, but I prefer something like Boolina or Booella. I can't decide which one, though. So, even though I doubt this'll reach to a lot of people, I wanted to add a poll ^^ I'd love to see what you guys think.

Edit: I forget that the character Goombella existed. And thinking about it, with Toadette and Gommbella, Boolina would complete the set of 'characters with feminized names of their species' names' xD (but also, Boolina sounds close to Rosalina, and as far as I know, all of the female characters in Mario have unique names special to them 🤔 and I also like the sound of Booella-). So I am leaning a bit more towards Boolina, but we'll see how the poll goes ^^

Also, I meant to add this as an option in the poll, but if you guys have other suggestions for her name, I'd love to hear them! No doubt, you guys are way more creative than me XD

[fictionfixations]

part 3 of me going through the new book 7 update

part 1 (short where i ended after running out of mystium)

part 2 (after i got more mystium, now im doing rest of the story as im FREE of the battlemap)

heres your reminder that in the wish upon a star event lilia has a wish for humans and fae to be able to co-exist

...

FUCK YOU FUCK YOU okay im sorry i cant hold myself back i HATE these guys with a passion and you guys will too its just an instinctive reaction at this point

YOU SHUT UP ALL YOU CAN DO IS BLABBER BUT YOU CANT DO SHIT! TELL ME IF YOU WERE THERE ON THE BATTLEFIELD WOULD YOU HAVE DONE ANYTHING OR WOULD YOU HAVE BEEN JUST A BURDEN THAT DRAGGED EVERYBODY DOWN? YOU PRAISE MALEANOR FOR STANDING HER GROUND AGAINST HUMANS AND CALL IT NOBLE BUT SHE FUCKING DIED

bro if you had a face to punch in i would. oh wait. youre already dead.

now act like it and shut up dude

NOOO MALLEUS

egg-sama dont go :(((

LILIA PLEASE

genuinely i have to wonder how lilia survived after this, before malleus was born, having all this guilt and self-hatred for failing :(

ruining the mood here but oh my GOD I hate the blind debuff YOU FHEWUISHFSUIHFUH DUDE

D:

in the 10 years since maleanor died its been changed from briarland to briar valley.

malleus lasting so long because lilia tells him to. also his egg is glowing and idk if thats like some morse code idk what its saying

yippee places of other events appearing. now we just need event characters to appear

AHHHH joSAIHDJOAJDIj. hes singing the song hfsuidfh. it sounds different, probably because hes not used to singing it. but then when he sings it to silver it sounds.. smoother??

that he got his signature spell because he wanted for any scrap of information on how to hatch a dragon egg, that he'll take anything

..EIGHTY YEARS???? sorry im not sending as many screenshots because im trying not to cap it

HARVESTONNN

i need a fic where lilia joins them on like the trip to harveston and maybe he gets like vaguely recognized, maybe like cause it was spoken of that they found this fae or like they had an image or something and its fluff times.

well its been 270-ish years since then but come on :(

wait could this be lilia?

eggsama WHAT ARE YOU SAYING. YOU KEEP GLOWING. and its not skippable (what i do is tap to see all the dialogue and then tap past it cause i read fast instead of waiting)

MALLEUS!?!?!?

notice the emblem lilia usually has is gone because he stopped being a general (actually i cant show a before and after but if you scroll up theres an image of him with the emblem on his chest)

"My magic, my remaining lifespan..."

lilia, is that why youre going to die early? is that what you described when you said you were like. adventurous or something like that (i forgot what he said exactly) in your youth?

im going to cry again this is unfair

they dont deserve my words.

..SHUT THE FUCK UP- okay CALM im CALM.

AHHHHH IM NOT CALM

sorry breaking the mood but 'you truly are poor sleepers' sounds funny to me and i cant explain why. its like. malleus simplifying it so much that it sounds dumb

youd know wouldnt you sebek? because your existence literally means you are loved 🥺

💀

lilia...

WHY ARE WE FIGHTING HIM AGAIN MALLEUS PLEASEE can we just skip over this battle we already know we wont win 😭😭😭

RETRY TICKET?? IM SUPPOSED TO WIN?? WHAT?? guys what the fuck no wait i think im supposed to endure for 5 turns

dude wh at

what even happens if you use a retry ticket wtfs the point???

WHAT DO YOU MEAN. IM SORRY????? STOP GIVING ME THE RETRY TICKET WHAT

giving myself the most hp i can to try to endure cause holy fuck what do you mean RETRY TICket?

okay. i did it. i got so confused because i made it to turn 5 and on the very last attack died and it hit me wtih a retry ticket but you just had to win by enduring his attacks for 5 turns, no dying

good thing i got a lot of healing units with a shit ton of hp but holy fuck i was boutta throw hands like what do you MEAN win against a 300k enemy who can heal all of his health back

aight we're dipping out of lilia's dream now WOo that was long

ORTHO

dude is this the first time we actually see the ignihyde dorm background (in main story i mean). cause like. we didnt see ignihyde at all really we were in styx the whole time in book 6

ok that tracks considering we were all the way in book 7 and we got hit with the title screen

THATS

THATS THE END oh.

[literatureloverx]

The Fairest One of All, our dear Snow White,

How have you been since we last spoke? What have you been up to? I hope you are in perfect health and good spirits! Are there any new fixations, things you've learned, or anything new you've experienced lately? I'd be happy to listen to you. :}

I am sending you lots of virtual hugs, cyberbullying you with my love. o( > ᗜ < )o ₊˚⊹♡ May your every day be a pleasant one. Knowing you, please remember to put yourself before others. You have a big heart, but even she needs to be attentively cared for, as you do for everybody else. You are so precious, Snow. I hope you know that. 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

I am aware I didn't write much to you for a while. I thought I was asking you too many questions, but I think you've answered them all already (I don't even remember them myself, so feel free to delete them if any are left). It's not easy to stay away from you. 😣 You have such a magnetic presence and a warm nature. But I don't want to overwhelm you or myself, as I believe everything is better in moderation. Let's say I'm trying to become more balanced with my interactions; I hope I'm not messing it up. I will be keeping it slow, writing once in a while. Also, I feel like it must be exhausting for you at times to reply to everyone and everything intently. Or I’m overthinking. As a fellow introvert, I guess you could have a larger social battery than I do.

I've been seeing many different and interesting anons join our cult family, and it makes me genuinely very happy!! I like reading their writing and your answers; they're stimulating. By the way, for the anon who was looking for some Fyodor fanfic, I'll recommend @/theonlyqualitytrash's blog. She writes truly amazing stuff; it was love at first sight for me to read her writing. And she's also one of the most kind and understanding people I've met here. So, I highly suggest it if they want to read something slightly long but well-structured and creative. 🥺 Speaking of cults, she has also written cult!Fyodor x reader. I don't know why I am loving this particular theme.😭

Ahem anyways—

To be honest, I know very little about astrology. Even though I myself don't really believe in it, it's fun to talk about it or to look on the internet to see what happens to match you according to your zodiac sign. It also seems like something you're interested in, and since the topic came up, I'm going to throw you some questions if that’s okay:

What are your thoughts on each zodiac sign? How would you rate your compatibility with them in general?

I'm definitely not asking because I want to see what you feel about my own sign

Sincerely yours,

-Berry

I’ve been doing fine, my dear. How about you? ♥️

I don’t have any new fixations, as my fixations tend to be very long-lasting, often lasting for multiple years.

Recently, I dreamt of a random lion on the beach, which led me to pester my brother into watching the first Narnia movie with me again because I enjoy watching movies with a companion.♥️

He agreed, but then put it off for several days because “he had things to do” (which really meant he wanted to game with his friends instead lmao). Anyway, I waited for two more days and ended up watching it alone. He randomly walked into my room, saw me watching it by myself, and got all pouty about it (serves him right, if you ask me, haha).

Thank you so much for “cyberbullying me with your love.” I’m bullying you back with my love too. ♥️ I truly appreciate your kind words, my dear Berry. Thank you, I’m doing my best! ♥️

You’re not overwhelming me, and as you’ve probably noticed, I answer asks when I feel comfortable and when I have the time. Feel free to send whatever you wish, and I’ll answer them gradually whenever I can. ♥️ Your compliments are incredibly heartwarming, but I think you might be seeing me as someone more superior than I actually am—I’m just a normal human being, like anyone else on here. You can always write to me whenever you’d like!

Children, give @theonlyqualitytrash ‘s blog some love. It definitely deserves more likes. ♥️

I’m aware that you read my astrology-related post, where I (jokingly) ranked each zodiac sign, so I’m guessing your question is more compatibility-related this time? I hope that’s okay.

I’ll consider other aspects that might theoretically be compatible with me because… I’m not someone who goes around asking people about their birth charts. So I can’t really base this on personal experience.

I’ll also take into account other aspects, not just the Sun sign, like the Moon sign (because it reveals emotional compatibility), the Venus sign (because it shows how we express love and affection), and the Mercury sign (because it relates to communication styles). I could take more aspects into consideration, but I need to keep this friendly for the people reading who aren’t as into astrology. I hope you have fun reading this! ♥️

Don’t take this too seriously (I stereotyped every single placement haha).♥️

Aries

Sun: I never had any good experiences with them… I’m sorry. It’s a no for me.

Moon: Okay, so with my Moon sign being in Libra, and Aries being Libra’s opposite/sister sign, I’ve heard this could be a good match for me. However, I have no personal evidence to support this. I do see the potential, though.

Venus: Again, Venus in Scorpio is supposed to be compatible with Venus in Aries. I’m not against it, I suppose?

Mercury: An absolute no from me, I’m sorry. What do I gain by communicating with someone who is as impulsive as an immature child? Nothing, dear children. Nothing at all.

Taurus

No need to dissect in sections. I love Tauruses in all shapes and forms, haha. (Tone down that stubbornness though, I’m begging you.)

Gemini

Sun: They are fun to be around. I like them, but the likelihood of me committing to a deeply rooted friendship or a romantic relationship with them is highly unlikely. (Unless it’s Dazai, of course. Lmao.)

Moon: A fellow Moon in an air sign. I see the potential— it could work.

Venus: Uhm… no… (We would be “you don’t own me” x “but you belong to me” haha.)

Mercury: I imagine this placement to be rather flaky, with a hyperactive communication style, which doesn’t resonate with my love to dig as deep as possible when talking about interesting topics.

Cancer

Sun: I’m optimistic. It would likely work… as long as it’s not someone who is overly, stereotypically emotional.

Moon: I’m not entirely sure, but why not? Libra and Cancer might not match directly, but I think it aligns well with my Scorpio stellium overall.

Venus: Theoretically speaking, this could definitely work. In fact, it might even feel magical.

Mercury: I think this is a great placement compatibility-wise. We could have fascinating, deep-dive conversations.

Leo

Sun: From a theoretical standpoint, it’s not a great match for me. You’re not everyone’s sunshine—you’re supposed to be my sunshine. Tch. (Though I’d probably choose the moonlight over the sunlight anyway, but that’s beside the point.)

Moon: This could actually be a good match. The thought intrigued me as I was considering it.

Venus: YES. (I love generous people.)

Mercury: To be or not to be… that is the question. In this case, Mercury Leo’s are not compatible with me.

Virgo

Sun: Theoretically speaking (yes, you’ll be hearing this often), we should get along well.

Moon: Did you lose your feelings when you were born? Quite restrained, aren’t they? Haha, just kidding, of course. In fact, I do like them.

Venus: Please no…🥺

Mercury: I find this placement rather intriguing! I can imagine us spying on people together, hahaha.

Libra

Sun: I love them as my friends. They’re so comfortable to be around, but I don’t necessarily see it as a good romantic match. However, it really depends on their other placements. For example, I could handle a Libra Sun-Scorpio Moon combo well.

Moon: My Moon-twins. ♥️ I feel like this is a very good match! We’d just be vibing together, haha.

Venus: The sign is in the right placement. For me, it would be okay… but would it be okay for the person with that placement? As a friend, yes. As a romantic partner, probably not.

Mercury: This placement seems like a very balanced form of self-expression, which I appreciate. I imagine people with this placement tend to be soft-spoken.

Scorpio

Sun: We get along very well, so it’s a definite yes from me—both platonically and romantically.

Moon: I’ve never met anyone with this placement, but I think I could handle the intensity well and even balance it out.

Venus: To whoever has this placement—same here. I know it’s rough. Let me give you a hug. Overall… YES. (Let’s be possessive of each other. ♥️) As an aside, the Libra friend I’ve mentioned also has this placement, and even in a platonic relationship, it’s amazing. I can only dream of a romantic one.

Mercury: Again, we’re one of a kind. Which I like. So, yes, again.

Sagittarius

Sun: Haha. In the most loving way possible: no. ♥️ —at least in the romantic sense. To be honest, we really don’t have much in common platonically either.

Moon: I’m not sure…

Venus: As a friend, probably fine. As a romantic partner, a definite no for me. My Scorpio stellium does not vibe with this pairing—sorry!

Mercury: Sure, why not? I’d love to have philosophical discussions with someone who has this placement. I hear they have fascinating views.

Capricorn

Sun: It’s said that Capricorn is one of the zodiac signs that pairs well with Scorpio. I can see the potential.

Moon: I’m not so sure about this one…

Venus: I think this could be a great opportunity. To be more precise, I see it working.

Mercury: YES. The cut-throat, borderline brutal style of communication because they want the best for you? Just yes.

Aquarius

Sun: YES.

Moon: My brother has his Moon in Aquarius… I’d likely avoid it if I can, haha. I may not be overly emotional, but I do sometimes need guidance. I’d probably expect that more in a romantic sense. However, as a friend, this placement is great!

Venus: Again, as a friend, very great.

Mercury: This is an excellent placement, in my (very biased) opinion, haha. I do love the intellectual tone and expression of Aquarians, particularly Mercury Aquarians.

*Malicious giggle because you wanted to know what I think about your sign, but I knowingly put it at the very end. Hehehe.*

Pisces

Sun: You have all failed me up until now, dear Pisces. It’s only going well with one of your fellow Pisces so far (and you too, of course, my dear berry). Her cardinal-sign shenanigans of not being able to control her emotions whenever they bubble up can still be frustrating, but I’m managing. Overall, as a friend—platonically, a maybe and an okay. Romantically, an ABSOLUTE no. (With all due respect, of course.) Also, I’d like to add: Pisces men have it rough in this world. Bless them.

Moon: My friend—the Libra one—is a Pisces Moon, and it works perfectly in this specific combination. Platonically speaking, I love this placement, and we’re very compatible.

Venus: Theoretically speaking, we should be compatible. But somehow, I don’t believe in this. I think it’s because most Scorpios like to be the lead and the dominant type (whether in platonic or romantic relationships), while this isn’t the case for me. I can’t treat my man as a princess—I’m very sorry. Other Scorpios love you, though, I’m sure.

Mercury: We’re likely compatible, but I wouldn’t enjoy it. Again, I don’t like to lead conversations or lose rationality in discussions altogether. I can handle it for a while, but at some point, it might get exhausting. The intuition-based conversations could be a plus, though.