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starberry-cupcake · 2 months ago

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it took me so long to be able to sit down and recap that I had to scroll a lot to find my draft

previously in nona del 9:

this happened (including a very unexpected thing I predicted)

this is the general tag (where you can find out how long I've started predicting that and how unaware I was of what I was doing)

CHAPTER 28 (cracked sixth skull!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! noooooo!!!!!!)

nona wakes up disoriented like jonas in dark

someone says "Chill" and I know immediately it's probably gideon

nona

(aka ice cube barbie, I guess, but we're gonna call her nona while she's behaving as such)

(I did guess that one right as well, that one I'm more proud of than the ice cube barbie nickname)

finds herself in a truck that's in a tunnel

and indeed gideon is there, staring at her

gideon asks nona "where is she?", which I think means where's harrow

wouldn't all of us like to know

she also asks "do you love her?" which kind of leaves nona totally confused

and pyrrha tells gideon to "take a walk"

but I'm on gideon's side tbh

because for all intents and purposes, from gideon's pov, she finds harrow's body (after having occupied it briefly) and has this random ice cube barbie in it and she's like

it isn't her fault that everyone got attached to nona while she wasn't there and that nobody has the same attachment to harrow that she does

like, I know allegedly some of them care about harrow (idk how much pyrrha does, but most of the surviving canaan gang might, minus judith) but nobody has the same link to her that gideon does

are you gonna tell me camilla would have behaved differently if this was about palmolive's body being used (and potentially killed) by an ice cube barbie? if she didn't know where actual palmolive was? or pyrrha with og!gideon? I don't think

am I being too defensive on gideon's behalf when nobody asked me to? maybe so

anyway, pyrrha back off, thank you

pyrrha looks like she's half past dead and very tired, but don't we all

pyrrha also tells gideon to "stop being a little shit" to which gideon replies with "it's genetic" and that got a chuckle out of me ngl

pyrrha is about to call nona "A—" (which might be AL, etc.) and nona freaks out and tells her that she doesn't want to remember

nona also has some necro stuff on her that's meant to keep her in harrow's body as long as possible

also, nona snaps at pyrrha and acts more like ice cube barbie would, with the things she tells her and how she says it

she's very upset

taunting pyrrha for acting like a family and saying "you should have given into your desires and eaten us"

she also asks pyrrha to let her die

btw, turns out they found the sixth thanks to the kiddie intel

most hard working characters in the whole series

especially kevin

pyrrha is also again with her pessimism saying "I'm not sure any of us are getting out of this one"

not with that attitude, pyrrha

nona then looks around at the sixth, helped by pyrrha, who carries her, and notices that most of them have been blinded

camilla is in a wheelchair with chad!palmolive behind her

palmolive is very nervous about how his mom is going around making friends with every BOE person she meets

we missed palmolive's mom, she's great

palmolive says yandere twin is getting lively and kicking, which makes it sound like him and chad are expecting

pyrrha says palmolive is too lively, which means he knows something she doesn't

as if that didn't happen all the time since we've met the man

he always knows something we don't

and he's not very good at giving a heads up about it

we suffer is also feeling like pyrrha so, not good

palmolive and camilla are again discussing plans nobody has any idea about, basically mentioning the escape and that gideon helped with some specifications

BOE is trying to do what they can with the heralds and whatnot but it's not looking great

so, palmolive says they need to put the sixth house back in the truck

palmolive's plan is to go through the river, take everyone to the nine houses and find the sixth they parked outside the star system

this is pyrrha after hearing the plan

palmolive and camilla have a plan to make this happen and he asks for camilla's family to be present, but she wants just her sister because her dads wouldn't "understand"

this is me rn

especially because camilla is looking very weak and that doesn't align with my fantasy

pyrrha catches up with what they're trying to do and gives a moving speech so that they don't do it ("you've been stand-ins for something I haven't had for longer than either of you can understand")

but we all know that if palmolive and camilla have decided something, it's done

camilla says "Just watch us", which proves my point

pyrrha kisses them on the mouth also

the invited party come in, with coronabeer also there, looking very tense

palmolive and camilla go sit on the floor together and camilla is feeling really tired

it's time to start the prayer circle, familia

nona tried to get closer but she almost falls flat on her face and gideon is still trying to act like she doesn't deeply care about her besties

then, the emotional speeches begin

"the perfect friendship, the perfect love. I cannot imagine reaching the end of this life and having any regrets, so long as I had been allowed to experience being your adept"

"will she know who we are, in the River?" "I truly think we see ourselves and each other as we really are"

"but say yes, and we will make this end, and this beginning, together"

"My whole life, yes. Yes, forever, yes. Life is too short and love is too long."

"Don't look back. Whatever you do, don't look back."

CAN WE TAKE A MOMENT FOR THIS AMAZING QPR???

CAN WE TAKE A MOMENT AND APPRECIATE THAT????

WE LOVE TO SEE IT

WE HATE TO SEE IT UNDER THESE CIRCUMSTANCES, BUT ALSO WE LOVE TO SEE IT DEPICTED

so, after all that, camilla bursts into flames spontaneously

yes, ok, so

WHAT THE FUCK

she rolls around, stands up, rolls around some more, becomes featureless and, eventually, the flames die

they ROASTED my WIFE

I'm fine, I'M FINE, I'M TRUSTING THE PROCESS

then, the figure stands up, naked, and asks for clothes, as if nothing had just happened

we suffer gives them her coat and nona notices an emotionless expression on them

nona says they have camilla's figure and features, but new eyes and face

NEW EYES, YOU GUYS

but nona notices that the new person isn't quite camilla nor are they quite palmolive

they march towards the inert body of yandere chad and take the handkerchief from them

they give it to nona as a birthday gift because, as we guessed, the birthday party is cancelled

not for a lack of guests, because nona is back in the gang

but the whole imminent disaster for the planet is making it quite difficult to host a party there

yandere chad wakes up and says "So there was another way, Sextus, after all"

and the new person offers yandere chad to come with and says "We are the love that is perfected by death—but even death will be no more; death can also die. There's still time, Ianthe. Time for you, and for Naberius Tern."

yandere chad says "I bet you say that to all the boys" before dropping vacant again

YOU HEARD OF CAMILLA AND PALMOLIVE

YOU HEARD OF CAMOLIVE

NOW GET READY FOR

CAMOLYCTOR

CHAPTER 29 (first house skull, means I'm in danger)

the sixth goes back into the truck without any complaints, which means every single one of them are saints, because I'd probably rather die at that point

that takes away points from my sixth house test

camolyctor doesn't need a wheelchair or medication anymore in their new camolyctor state

they actually go around healing people with a touch or two

which is perfect because I'm writing this recap on easter

if there was a day to talk about the resurrection, amirite

but everything is fine, and not only because camilla somewhat survived and my potential sixth qpr polycule is packaged in one container

but because NOODLE IS HERE

angel teacher and yandere pash are also there, but it's not as important as noodle being there

and yandere pash says they're coming with, because angel teacher decided that they are

I'm gonna have to put up with yandere pash for longer

but I'd love to see how her and gideon get along

(I hope not well, for my personal entertainment)

(playing with two dolls and making them fight)

(I hope gideon throws hands with her cousin)

(here's where all the yandere pash fans come for me, I've been here before, I know how it is)

angel teacher says "we" exist and that makes them a "liability"

STILL DON'T KNOW HOW THIS VET IS SO IMPORTANT

I've had theories about things before, some I got right, others I got wrong, but I'm lost with this one

I don't even have a theory for this one

she says she's the messenger, that the message has two parts and nona is looking at one of those parts, which is "aim", passed to her from her predecessor "Emma Sen"

she says the message is too easy for humans to understand and asks if nona knows

but nona is as lost as I am

"aim high?" "aim true?" "aim to the emperor's head?" that one isn't two words

I wondered if "emma sen" was also some kind of a message, since they call this one "aim" and that's a message in itself, allegedly

but so far, I'm nowhere with this

I assume nona aka ice cube barbie is gonna get it when she has to and not before

meanwhile, nona is becoming more and more paralyzed

and pyrrha says "I think it's time we wake you up"

KNOCK KNOCK TOMB

she wasn't there when harrow got there but, at this point, what do I know

barbie facts, apparently, that's what I know

god I hate that jonman and I were on the same wavelength about some things

was his mom the one who stole my hollywood hair barbie?

where was jonbutt's mom in the 90s and was it a camping site in south america

gideon was already in the cockpit when they get there and pyrrha goes "Hey, kid"

pyrrha, which is it? are you nona's dadmom or gideon's dadmom, you can't pick both sides

gideon finding out her heritage in the worst time like jon snow and being like "thanks, I hate it"

camolyctor comes in with the commander, coronabeer and judith, who's looking a bit better but still needs to support herself on coronabeer

or maybe they don't need to do that but they want to cuddle

it's all good

we suffer says she's leaving them with the entire hope for BOE, which, no pressure

she gives them Protocol One which, for them, means "live"

camolyctor chooses a name that isn't camolyctor, which is what I'd like to keep calling them

they choose paul

because palmolive is probably a fan of dune

he read the books and likes the new movies more than the 84 one but likes kyle maclachlan more than timmy chammy as paul atreides

why do I keep using these recaps to post headcanons about palmolive's potential takes on media????????

anyway, we suffer says goodbye to the gang and to camolyctor paul atreides

and says she's gonna give a special goodbye to palmolive's mom who has learned a lot of the names of the BOE already

we love palmolive's mom

coronabeer is like "Paul...Hect?" and they're like

gideon also tries to get into the nickname game and suggests "u lap" and "aulp" but camolyctor it is

they're a better, improved and not dub con version of a lyctor, but the name fits for me

everyone looks worried except for camolyctor paul atreides, who is just chill

have no idea what that would feel like

they start driving but, at that moment, nona gets interrupted by a john chapter

which means she's unconscious???

JOHN 5:4

"From time to time an angel of the Lord would come down and stir up the waters. The first one into the pool after each such disturbance would be cured of whatever disease they had."

ok then

happy easter

dr reverend emperor john cringe is now on a beach and writing initials in the sand

he writes a J and an E, then changes it for an A and then for an H

earth, annabelle lee and harrow????

I started my earth theory about 16 chapters in

not sure exactly how harrow fits into all this

if it's not a harrow thing precisely or if, because she's a baby blender, harrow has a connection to ice cube barbie and is why she could see her

like, when her parents did the thing they did, the mini resurrection and all that, and also she got some of gideon's battery power through it, maybe she also got something from the tomb because it was right there

alleged harrow asks about what it means to love god as a child of the ninth

which might be the first (?) direct time she references something harrow-related

dr reverend emperor john says that "after this" she'll resurrect "them"

"The ones I left, I'll bring back. I know I can. Even G—. In fact, G—'ll be the easiest–he won't remember the compound–none of them will have to remember anything."

I'm sure this will solve the fact that you're both a cringe man and unhinged

making everyone forget how cringe and unhinged you are

it's not as if we clocked it the moment you showed up

(it's been over a year of these recaps, it's taking me some sweet ass time, you guys are patient)

"I did need to do it"

his story also isn't aligning with some details, it seems he detonated everything before og!gideon's bomb went off, but he forgot to cover that for a second

he says there can be no forgiveness but doesn't specify for whom

he goes "do you remember what happens now?" and harrow stands up

she isn't "alleged harrow" anymore, now she's named harrow for real

and she goes "through her, I've seen it", which means she did somewhat connect to ice cube barbie, probably by the end of book 2 and all that

she says dr reverend emperor john always resets things on his terms and with whoever he sees fit

and that he needs ice cube barbie for it and she can't die if he doesn't

ice cube barbie is only scared of dying

"I saw the face of the Earth and the chocked life out of it and ate it whole"

I WAS ON THE RIGHT TRACK, BABY!!!

he knew the others turned into RBs, and that they would come for him

I assume ice cube barbie isn't one because he kept her in that form

so he brought back his gang to help him fight while he hid

he says something will satisfy them eventually but nothing will ever satisfy him

"that's all the end of the Earth was...making things clean. It gets dirty again, you clean it again."

isn't that a speech I've heard a million times and an ethical, moral, social and political red flag

but harrow is here for the receipts

"I want to understand the mathematics, now that I have seen them for myself. I want to know how many of the Resurrection are left, and how many you begun with, and what the discrepancies are. I want to know where you put them. They didn't go into the River. I want to know why she was angry...and why you were terrified."

"perhaps, the child of the Nine Houses will recognize a different divine"

harrow says she needs to find god even if she "lies, right now, within the Tomb"

so harrow goes into the river

and she sees a tower somewhere in the distance, appearing from the water

she steps into the river and decides to start there

and I'd love her to go to the tomb because our gang is going to the tomb so maybe we can sort out this body-soul freaky friday situation we've got going on here

AND THAT'S IT!!! It's very late but I wanted to finally finish this recap so I can keep reading later this week, fingers crossed ♥

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fanfics4all · 4 months ago

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Leather and Loyalty

Request: Yes / No Hii I hope all things are going well with you,I was wondering is i could request a fic on how jughead Jones would react if his girlfriend wanted to become a serpent (specifically female due to the serpent dance they have to preform). Thank you and I'm sending all my best to you for the new year @pollymastaa

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Jughead Jones x Fem!Reader

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Y/N: Your Name

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The Whyte Wyrm pulsed with life, the dim neon glow casting shadows over the Southside Serpents. The scent of cigarettes and cheap beer clung to the air, but I hardly noticed anymore. My heart pounded against my ribs, anticipation curling in my stomach like fire. Tonight was my chance to fully join Jughead’s world. Jughead, however, was anything but excited.

“You don’t have to do this.” He said, his voice low but firm. He stood close, his leather jacket with the iconic Serpent logo hung loose over his frame. His fingers twitched at his sides like he was resisting the urge to reach for me. I exhaled sharply.

“You did the trials.” His jaw tightened.

“Yeah, but it’s different.”

“How?” He didn’t answer right away. His stormy blue-green eyes flickered across the bar, then back to me.

“You know how.” My throat tightened. The Serpent dance. The humiliating, degrading test women had to go through to prove themselves. It was outdated and sexist, but still a requirement. And Jughead hated the thought of me being put in that position.

“You don’t think I can handle it?” I challenged, crossing my arms. His expression softened, but that only made it worse.

“It’s not about that.” I knew he meant well, he always did, but I spent too long on the outskirts of this world, waiting- no, needing to be a part of it. The Serpents were more than a gang, they were a family.

“I want this, Juggie.” I said, voice steady.

“I want to be one of you… I want to stand beside you, not behind you.” Something flashed in his eyes, something vulnerable.

“You already belong with me.” My breath hitched. He always knew what to say to make my walls crumble. But I wouldn’t let him talk me out of it this time. Before I could respond, Toni sauntered over, a knowing smirk on her lips.

“You ready?” I glanced at Jughead one last time. His hands curled into fists, frustration clear in the set of his shoulders. But I turned away, following Toni towards the stage. The murmurs in the bar grew louder.

“Wait!” Jughead’s voice cut through the noise. I stopped. He stepped forward, the weight of his stare pressing into me. Then in a move that shocked everyone, including me, he shrugged off his Serpent jacket and draped it over my shoulders. The room went silent.

“This means you’re already one of us.” He said, his voice rough, his eyes burning into mine.

“No dance. No priving yourself to anyone. You’re a Serpent.” My fingers clutched the worn leather, my vision blurring slightly. He was breaking the rules for me. Toni arched a brow but nodded in approval.

“Well, that’s one way to do it.” Some people cheered, but all I could focus on was Jughead. He stepped closer, his hands brushing over my arms before he leaned in, his lips ghosting over my temple.

“Never doubt that you belong, okay?” I nodded, swallowing back the lump in my throat.

“You can’t just…”

“She didn’t do the dance!”

“That’s not how this shit works, man.” SweetPea was the first to step forward, his brows drawn together in anger.

“Jones, what the hell? You can’t just hand Y/N a jacket and make her a Serpent!” Jughead squared his shoulders, jaw clenched.

“I just did.” Pea scoffed.

“We all had to earn it. You don’t get to rewrite the roles just because-” His eyes flickered to me, and I stiffened.

“Because what?” Jughead’s voice was sharp now, edged with something dangerous.

“Because she’s my girlfriend?” The room went silent again. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks at the way he said it- possessive, protective. But I wasn’t about to let this turn into a debate about me needing his protection. I straightened.

“I can earn it. I would have earned it, just like the rest of you.” Pea looked conflicted, but another guy- some older Serpent I didn’t know that well- shook his head.

“That’s not the point, girl. There are rules and traditions. We don’t just-”

“Oh, so now you wanna question our leader?” Toni’s voice cut through the noise like a blade.

All eyes snapped to her. She stood with her arms crossed, an eyebrow raised, exuding the kind of authority that could make anyone think twice before running their mouth. The guy hesitated.

“That’s not-”

“No, go ahead.” She pressed, stepping closer.

“You wanna challenge FP’s kid? Our Serpent King? ‘Cause last I checked, he’s the one that stepped up. And if he says she’s one of us, then she’s one of us.” Silence.

I could practically feel the weight of Jughead’s gaze on me, but I didn’t look away from the group of Serpents still on the fence. My hands curled into fists, but I kept my chip up, refusing to shrink under their scrutiny.

Finally, Fangs, who had been watching the whole thing from the sidelines, sighed and rolled his eyes.

“You guys are exhausting.” He muttered, before nudging Sweet Pea.

“It’s done. Let it go.” Sweet Pea hesitated, then exhaled sharply and nodded.

“Fine.” The tension in the room eased just a little, and Toni smirked.

“Thought so.” She clapped a hand on my shoulder.

“Welcome to the family, babe.” Relief flooded through me, but before I could respond, Jughead’s hand found mine, tugging me gently toward him.

“We’re done here.” He muttered, before leading me away from the crowd, the weight of his Serpent jacket still heavy on my shoulders. Once we were out of earshot, I finally pulled him to look at me.

“Jug, I-”

“I know.” He said, his voice softer now, the fight gone from his eyes.

“I know you would have done it, and I know you’re strong enough.” His fingers traced the edges of the jacket.

“But I wasn’t about to let them put you through that.” My heart clenched.

“You didn’t have to-”

“Yes, I did.” He exhaled, his forehead resting against yours for just a second.

“You’re mine and I protect what’s mine.” A small smile tugged at my lips.

“So, you’re officially calling me yours now?” He huffed a quiet laugh.

“Guess I am.” I smirked.

“About time, Serpent King.” He rolled his eyes but pulled me closer.

“Yeah, yeah. Just don’t let it go to your head.” I grinned wrapping my arms around his neck.

“No promises.”

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crowsofdarkness · 5 months ago

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Moment Of Weakness: Chapter Five

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Pairings: Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Content Warnings: language, 18 + smut, angst, fluff, affair, cheating, violence, kidnapping, faking a pregnancy.

Summary: Reader is the assistant to New York's most feared mob boss, James Buchanan Barnes. He had the picture-perfect life: status in the mob, friends, and beautiful wife. So why can't he keep his mind and eyes off of reader?

Authors Note: If anyone is interested, tags are open for this! Just send me a message or comment!

I palmed my eyes, rubbing away the blurry tiredness that clouded them, and continued to read the papers in front of me. This should have been done hours ago but I found myself becoming busy with answering phone calls from the other gangs around New York because they wanted information about the next meeting. My work day ended over an hour ago and with how angry Bucky seemed at me earlier, I wanted to make sure all of my work was finished before leaving.

“You’re still here?”

I looked away from the papers and gave Steve a weak smile. “I thought you left already.”

He nodded. “I did but Bucky needed me to come back. Something came up.”

I looked towards the closed door of Bucky’s office and sighed. It had been a few hours since I had seen him and wasn’t sure what he was doing behind the closed door.

“Is everything alright?” I asked, looking back at Steve.

Steve stuffed his hands deep into his pants pockets. “Don’t worry about it. You should get home and get some sleep.”

I squinted my eyes at him, clearly understanding that he was hiding something from me. I was interrupted by asking what by the front door of the small building opening, a fiery redhead bounding inside.

“Oh, Steve. You’re still here?”

He gave a warm smile to Natasha. “Bucky called me back. We need to take care of something.”

“With Thor? Bucky told me that he low balled you guys again with his payment,” Natasha ignored me, only keeping her attention on Steve.

My stomach dropped with jealousy, hearing that they talked about this with Natasha.

“I thought Bucky specifically counted the money? I was with him and he said it was all there,” I said.

That got Natasha’s attention and she looked at me with a parted lip expression. “Bucky went with you?”

I nodded. “Last week. He was going to send me with Sam but he was out sick and Steve was busy so Bucky just came with me.”

“He didn’t mention that,” Natasha muttered to herself.

“I’m not exactly sure what happened. Bucky said to meet him here so we can head over to Thor’s club,” Steve shrugged.

At the mention of his name, Bucky appeared almost out of nowhere and was surprised to not only see Natasha there but me there as well, still working.

“Sweetheart, I didn’t know you were coming by. I told you I was going to be late tonight,” Bucky said.

She laid a very deep kiss upon his lips, clearly one that Bucky had no problem returning. I had to look away not only because of the jealousy that filled me but the awkwardness I felt between them. Nothing happened between Bucky and I so there was no reason to feel this way. But I couldn’t help it, especially with how different Bucky had been acting when it was only him and I together.

Steve didn’t miss the hurt look in my eyes.

“I wanted to surprise you. I thought that we could get a few minutes together before you had to leave,” Natasha’s fingers dragged down the front of Bucky’s chest and lingered over his belt.

She clearly didn’t care that Steve and I were there still, watching this unfold.

Bucky shifted uncomfortably under her touch and when our eyes met, I had to look away, hoping he couldn’t tell how hurt I was watching them.

He did.

“Nat, I’m sorry but I don’t have any time for this,” Bucky sighed while taking her hands off of him.

“Well, I guess I’ll go back home then and wait for you.” She ran a hand through her hair, the hurt and embarrassment clear on her face.

Bucky shook his head before he motioned to his office. “I’ve got two minutes. Why don’t you tell me about your day?”

That brightened up Natasha’s face as she eagerly nodded and followed Bucky into his office, the door left wide open. I couldn’t help but watch as they conversed quietly amongst themselves, the smile that played at Bucky’s lips sunk my heart deep into my stomach and it was weighed down when he moved a strand of hair out of Natasha’s face, tucking it behind her ear.

How I longed and wished that was me.

Steve sighed as he sat on the edge of my desk and looked down at me, arms crossed over his chest.

“What?” I asked, not bothering to take my eyes off of Bucky.

“You’re staring at him again,” he observed.

Embarrassed, I looked down at my feet and shrugged. “I’m not. I simply looked over in that direction and he was there.”

“Then why was that look on your face?” Steve snickered.

“What?” I shook my head. “What look?”

Steve bore his own hurt expression. “Everytime you look at him, you get this certain spark in your eyes. Almost as if you’re looking at the night sky.”

“And?”

He let out a broken breath. “You love the night sky.”

My heart dropped again, only this time it was because of how hurt Steve sounded and suddenly I realized why he felt that way.

“Oh, Steve,” I breathed while standing to my feet.

My hand went to cup his cheek but he was quick to stand, Bucky and Natasha walking out of the office. I didn’t have the chance to talk to Steve about what I realized because he had moved away from me, almost as if I had breathed a sickness on him.

“I’ll see you when I get home, alright?” Bucky placed a kiss on Natasha’s lips.

I averted my gaze to my shoes and danced on my heels.

“Y/N, do you want me to wait for you and we can walk to our cars together?” She suggested.

“Oh, I-.” I stumbled over my words, trying to rack my brain for an excuse as to why I couldn’t leave quite yet.

I knew the only reason why Natasha wanted to walk with me to my car was to make sure that I wasn’t alone with Bucky yet again.

“She’s finishing up some work for me. Not worth it to have you wait around,” Bucky spoke for me.

I gave him a small smile of thanks.

They said another quick goodbye and when she was gone, I crossed my arms over my chest while leaning all of my weight onto my left foot.

“So, Thor low balled you with the cash yet again?” I asked Bucky with a raised brow.

He sighed. “Don’t worry about it. Steve and I will handle it.”

“What’s the real reason why you’re going to New Asgard?”

Bucky and Steve looked at me with slight shock.

“How do you know the name of his club?” Steve asked.

I shrugged as if it was no big deal. “I’ve been there once or twice. It’s a crazy place and there’s only two reasons why people go there; sex and drugs.”

Bucky ran a hand over his beard. “Is that why you went there?”

I didn’t miss the jealousy in his voice.

“Hell no. I went with my friend Wanda a year ago after she lost her boyfriend. She wanted to let loose and she did. It wasn’t my scene.”

“But I do know that you’re not going to get in just the two of you,” I continued. “New Asgard has a strict rule of allowing male members inside when they’re alone.”

Steve spoke next. “I’m sure if we tell them that we were there to talk with Thor, they’ll let us in.”

I snorted. “If you wanted to talk with him, why don’t you meet with him at Asgard Industries?”

The two men shared a look again, not saying a word.

“So if you want to get into his club, you’re going to need me,” I said while getting my things together.

“Fuck no,” Bucky shook his head. “I’m not letting you go anywhere near Thor especially after how he was acting around you the last time.”

I shrugged before slipping into my jacket. “Which is exactly why you need me tonight. I can distract him while the two of you do whatever it is you need to do. I’m assuming that is top secret mob boss stuff.”

Their silence gave me their answer.

“So,” I nodded. “I’ll meet you outside the club in one hour.”

“Where are you going?” Steve questioned.

“Home to change. Business attire isn’t exactly New Asgard dress code,” I informed him.

Bucky shook his head in disagreement while grabbing my elbow to stop me. “I don’t like the idea of you throwing yourself onto Thor to help out Steve and I. We’re not going to be there in case something happens.”

The fire from his touch burned all of my insides and I resisted the urge to taste him. So instead, I gently removed myself from his grasp.

“Too bad it’s not up to you. I’ll meet you out front in one hour.”

I ignored their protests, knowing that whatever their true intentions were tonight, that they needed me in order to distract Thor.

My heels clicked loudly against the pavement in tangent with the loud bass blaring from the club as I walked up. There was a long line of people, waiting to get inside, but I knew that in order to get inside, there was no point in waiting in line. There was a slight chill in the air tonight as it wrapped around me, the bottom of my very tight dress doing nothing to warm my legs as it stopped just below my ass. The low cut was very revealing and the red color choice was perfect for tonight.

Not for Thor but for Bucky.

Word around the office was that he loved his women in red.

I found the two men whispering to each other and when I walked up, it seized, both of their eyes drinking in my appearance. Steve simply licked his lips as his eyes looked me up and down.

Bucky, however, wore a look I had never seen before. His breath caught in his throat while his jaw dropped, eyes turning dark.

“Hi boys,” I smiled.

Steve let out a low whistle. “You clean up nice.”

“Thank you, Steve.” I looked towards Bucky, who still hadn’t uttered a word.

“Cat got your tongue?” I teased.

His tongue rolled slowly over his bottom lip and the sheer desire I felt oozing from his stare froze my feet in place. I suddenly felt small in front of him as his eyes grazed up from the tips of my toes to the top of my head, taking his sweet time over the swell of my chest. His eyes showed what he didn’t say; Bucky wanted to taste every inch of me and my skin burned with the thought.

“Should we, uh, head inside?” I asked.

Reluctantly, the men nodded and they followed me to the front of the line where one of Thor’s men stood with a clipboard in his hand, like the typical bouncer at a club.

“Ms. Y/N, how are you? It’s been awhile,” he smiled.

“Hello Heimdall!” I cheered while stepping into his open arms. “I’m sure Thor told you that he was expecting us tonight?”

I nodded over my shoulder to Steve and Bucky, who were not too keen on me having this man's arms around me.

Heimdall looked past me and wore a low scowl. “You know how we feel about outsiders on our streets, Y/N.”

I let out a fake sigh. “I know and I’m so sorry. But I needed to see Thor and these two wouldn’t let me go alone. Something about New Asgard being too dangerous for a girl like me.”

“As if you couldn’t handle yourself here. I’ve seen it a few times,” Heimdall reminded me.

I snorted. “And yet you guys still allow me to come back.”

Bucky sneaked up behind me, his hand ghosting over my lower back, and I felt his warm breath against my ear. “We need to get inside now, doll.”

My body shivered and I peered down at his phone when I saw that he was showing me something.

I’m alright, boss. But I can’t promise that I’ll be alive in the next hour. I’m sorry I got caught again. I promise it won’t happen again as long as you get me out of here.

“Fucking Peter Parker,” I grumbled.

So that was the reason why we were here, to save Peter’s ass.

“The faster we get inside, the faster we can leave and these pathetic excuses of men stop gawking at you,” Bucky seethed.

I saw what he was so upset about; a few men in the line waiting to go inside had averted looking from their dates to take in the sight of me. I smiled smugly towards Bucky.

“Are you jealous?”

His jaw tensed but remained silent, giving me my answer. I turned my attention back to Heimdall.

“Well, it will be ten minutes, top. Promise,” I made an effort to make an X over my chest.

Reluctantly, he nodded before stepping to the side, allowing the three of us to enter the club.

The music radiated off of us and the heat from the packed bodies around us brought a fast sweat to my skin. Bucky and Steve were close to my side as we maneuvered our way through the crowd and over towards the bar.

“So what did Parker get into this time?” I asked Bucky.

He sighed. “He tried selling to Thor without knowing who he was so Thor was upset that Parker was dealing on his streets without getting a cut so now I have to save his ass.”

I ordered a drink from the bartender and smiled a thanks as she handed it to me. My eyes peered over the rim of the glass as I looked at Bucky.

“I’m surprised you’re here to save him. I thought for sure it was a Steve or Sam kind of job,” I admitted.

“He was adamant that he would come with me tonight,” Steve spoke from behind me.

The feeling of his body pressed into my back from how close he was made me bite my lip when the large bulge in his pants pressed into the bareness of my thigh. This was a new feeling with Steve and as much as I loved the feeling of him pressed up against me, I knew that it would falter in a moment.

“What’s the plan?”

Bucky pointed with a vibranium finger towards a door far off in the distance. “That’s Thor’s office and most likely where he’s keeping Parker. You need to distract Thor long enough for Steve and I to save Parker.”

I tossed back the rest of my drink and nodded. “Shouldn’t be too hard.”

“Hey,” Bucky grasped my hand, linking our fingers together. There was a shock that filled the both of us but I pushed the feeling to the side.

“Can you promise that if you get a bad feeling, you leave? Meet in my car down the road?”

I nodded. “Of course.”

With a gentle squeeze, our hands dropped and I frowned at the sudden chill I felt but pushed on, hoping to find Thor in the crowded club.

After a few minutes of searching and avoiding grabbing hands of the random men, I spotted Thor on the second level, sitting in his own secluded section. Our eyes locked and through gritted teeth, I forced a smile and gave him a wave. The look of excitement that crossed his lips did nothing to ease my nerves. He had been so persistent the other day when I first met him that I was a bit afraid of how he would be tonight.

With a quick wave, I ascended up the steps to his section and had no issue passing the guard at the top of the stairs.

“I was hoping you would show,” Thor beamed.

“I did text you, didn’t I?” The fakeness in my voice scared me.

He motioned to the open spot next to him on the couch. “Care for a drink?”

I shook my head. “I’ve already had one, thank you. I’ve got to work in the morning.”

Thor and I leaned back into the couch, his arm resting on the edge behind me. His long blonde hair had been braided back out of his face and his beard had been trimmed nicely. If I wasn't so creeped out with how forward he had been before, I would have found him attractive.

“Barnes has you working late nights and early mornings, eh?” Thor asked.

I shook my head yet again. “It isn't so bad. I did get to meet you, so that’s a perk.”

My hand rested against his arm and I gave it a slight squeeze. Thor leaned in closer, his breath fanning against the crook of my neck, and his own hand began rubbing up and down the bare skin of my thigh. I froze under his touch.

“Why don’t we move this to my office? Much more private there,” his lips brushed against my skin.

I tried to move away from him but his grip on the inside of my thigh tightened.

“You know what, I forgot my phone down at the bar. I should go grab it,” I lied.

Thor ignored me so I placed my hands over his to try to stop him but suddenly, vibranium fingers wrapped around his throat and I let out a small scream, scooting farther away. Bucky had Thor pinned against the couch, his oxygen getting cut off instantly.

“If I see you touching her like that again, I’ll make sure you end your life without a second breath, understood?” Bucky fumed.

Thor couldn’t speak so he nodded and Bucky tossed him to the floor, his loud gasps of air echoing around us. Bucky was quick at my side scoping me up to my feet, his arms locked safely around me.

“Are you alright, doll?” He asked.

I shook my head, trying to find my words, but my throat had closed up, not being able to speak. Redness covered me with embarrassment as I allowed this to happen, Thor getting that close to me. I wanted to help out Bucky and Steve so I let my guard down.

“Don’t do that,” Bucky cupped my cheeks. “Do not blame yourself, Y/N. This wasn’t your fault.”

It was as if he read my mind, knowing that I was blaming myself.

I nodded in his grasp. “Can you take me home?”

Bucky’s lips ghosted in my hairline and I melted into his embrace, my hands grasping at his back.

“Of course, doll.”

#mob!bucky barnes #mob!bucky barnes x reader #mob!bucky barnes and reader #mob!bucky barnes x yn #mob!bucky barnes and yn #mob!bucky barnes reader insert #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes and reader #sebastian stan

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ilygetou · 2 years ago

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๑ 2023 KINKTOBER | MINORS DNI. ๑

⋆｡°✩ details. will be posting a total of (almost) 13 fanfics throughout the weeks of october with one bonus/special piece. I’ll only be writing the main c/w here, once you get to the actual post you’ll get the whole c/w list so make sure to read that as well. Some works would be highly suggestive & won’t be suitable for some. read at your own discretion.

⋆｡°✩ notice. please be aware that i might not be able to finish every single piece by time but let’s hope that doesn’t happen. </3 main note is under the cut.

⋆｡°✩ taglist. fill this up if you’re tyna’ get tagged whenever i’m about to post a piece from this masterlist. scroll to the end if you only wanna be tagged in specific ones/pieces. must be 18+ to get tagged!

๑ THE FOLLOWING CONTENT YOU’RE ABOUT TO VIEW INCLUDES EXTREME DARK CONTENT THAT MIGHT BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME PEOPLE.๑

๑ PLEASE PROCEED WITH EXTREME CAUTION. ๑

NOTE: AAA HI GUYS!!! this year’s kinktober is going to be a bit different than last year’s kinktober, last time i did a “one kink + character” this year is going to be fully dark content fics with more than one kink, i’ll try & finish & post all of them right on time since i kinda gave up on last year’s kinktober–i’m hoping i’ll manage to post every single fic for this one–anyways!! i hope you guys like it!! (๑•́ ᎔ ก̀๑)

DARK CONTENT WARNING. PLEASE, READ THE TAGS UNDER EVERY LINK.

MET HER ON THE INTERNET. – Eren Jaeger.

c/w: noncon –> dubcon, online stalking, solo m! masturbation, lovesick! eren, possessive! eren, cheating, vaginal fingering, face/throat fucking, facial, brief after-care at the end.

HEROiN CHEERLEADER – Gojo satoru.

synopsis: You were like an addictive drug to satoru, he couldn’t get enough of you. Always coming back for more, that was until you told him that you had enough – that you two should stop messing around. You wanted to focus more on your cheerleading career while gojo satoru was furious with your sudden decision, he knew the whole “focusing on cheerleading” thing is a lie when he saw how swayed you were with the new captain of your cheerleading team. He won’t leave you alone until you willingly come back to him, you got him addicted to your taste so that’s all your fault.

c/w: college au, dubcon, voyeurism, male masturbation, jealous! satoru, degrading (like lots of it), satoru blames you for everything, unprotected sex, alcohol consumption, creampie.

PACKRUNNER BiTCH. – Ran Haitian.

synopsis: You were in it for the money. Why would you waste all your young years dating a thirty year old man? Let’s be serious here, you still have so much to do with your life rather than wasting it on an old guy but you need the money. But dating an old man just for money wasn’t that worth it either, that’s why the man you chose to use was a gang member – he’s old but is a part of an incredibly famous gang in your city. You knew he had more than money and that was; drugs. You were in it for the drugs & money! This whole acting in-love thing was fun until you were found out. Do you think Ran Haitian will forgive you for using him? He’s much more arrogant than that.

c/w: age gap (reader is 22 ran is 36), spanking (he uses his hands and a belt), choking, throat fucking, cum swallowing, unprotected sex, multiple (when i say multiple I mean many, numerous) creampies.

UGLY MAN? FUN PLAN! – Toji Fushiguro

synopsis: you found toji fushiguro ugly, he’s not your type and you’d rather die than date a guy like him. On the other hand toji found you gorgeous, it was love at first sight, he fell so hard for you he’s willing to do anything for your love. Toji confessed to you many times and they all ended up with heart breaking rejections. Toji is willing to try one more time and if you reject him again then that’s also alright, he has a nice plan in mind to (forcefully) make you his.

c/w: noncon, babytrapping, forced breeder! toji :<, slapping, sloppy makeout’s, lots of degrading, choking, low-key manipulative! Toji.

WEBGHOST – Rintarō Suna

synopsis: You stumbled across an abandoned hospital and decided to go explore it, alone. You were a huge fan of horror movies & loved the “exploring haunted places” concept, it’s nerve-racking because you never knew what to expect. Once you stepped foot into the old hospital, you felt a chill run past your spin. You hoped that you may run into blood-curdling stuff so you could have something to talk about for the next week or so — but you didn’t expect to run into an actual ghost. And it didn’t seem to want to leave you alone either.

c/w: ghost! suna (don’t ask how cause idk either), mentions of blood, spectrophilia, you feel it but you can’t see suna, hair pulling, creampie.

EViL NiGHT, LOVELY NiGHT! – Jean Kirstein.

synopsis: An infamous burglar lives in your city, he somehow managed to break into 120 homes in total and still didn’t get caught, he was known for stealing valuable objects–if he broke into your house and found nothing worth stealing then he’s going to flee and find another home to rob. He never restores to violence unless the house-victim tries anything against him, he’d immediately pull out his gun and shoot. Everyone was advised to keep their doors locked until they eventually catch the burglar. And tonight was no different, double checking that you had both your doors and windows locked before heading to sleep.

c/w: non con, coercion, somno, slight degrading, gun-fucking, facial, slapping, bondage, creampie per usual.

GRAVE ROBBERY. – Getō Suguru & Gojo satoru.

synopsis: You couldn’t escape them. From middle school to highschool and all the way to college. They were there. Following you everywhere, wherever you went–those two were always there, they made sure they were always there. You haven’t escaped their bullying and harassment for the past 9 years, gaining both enjoyment & entertainment by your reactions to their heinous acts towards you. Both Gojo satoru and Getō suguru loved you despite their horrible treatment towards you, they loved you.

c/w: bully! suguru bully! satoru, noncon, blackmailing, non con recording, hair pulling, threesomes, ass + pussy slapping, clit stimulation, dacryphilia, blowjob, handjob, facial, creampie.

TU4N Y<3R PH0N3 0F5 – Sanzu Haruchiyo.

synopsis: the feeling of someone watching your every move never left you, feeling as if there were eyes on you all the time. To the point you were uncomfortable to do almost everything. Eating? Sleeping? Changing? You couldn’t do anything without feeling two eyes inspecting your every move.

c/w: stalking, noncon, hints of misogyny, semi-public sex, forced/noncon breeding, slapping, virginity loss, mentions of blood and impregnation.

RUSSIAN ROULETTE. – ft. Yuushi Totsumoto.

from lady k and the sick man.

synopsis: Yuushi took you in cause’ you had nowhere else to go. you’ve been living with him for almost two years now and he barely knows anything about you. Not only that but he almost never heard you speak, he was okay with it at the beginning. Thinking you were just a little shy. But it’s been two years and he never heard your voice properly–there were a few occasions when yuushi could hear you speak but those would be barely audible mutters.

c/w: voice kink (auralism?), pervert! yuushi, peeping, breeding kink, cunnilingus, ear licking, size kink, man handling, squirting, overstimulation, creampie per usual.

WiTCHBLADES. – CHILDE/TARTAGLIA.

synopsis: (this takes place after the fontaine archon quest), childe who ended up thrown into jail because that god awful machine decided that he was guilty. And you, you ended up being his jail mate. You wanted nothing to do with childe but he’s a literal chatter box, he never shuts up. Finally, you snap back at him, scolding him and telling you guys are literally in a jail cell right now. Childe didn’t like that attitude of yours so he decided to fuck some manners into you.

c/w: noncon, forced breeder! childe, lots of misogyny, ass + pussy slapping, no prep, size kink, dacryphilia.

F0UR L3AF CL0V3R. — Aoi Todo.

synopsis: your boyfriend was either in his room playing games 24/7, at the gym, or sleeping. Never giving you proper attention until you grew desperate so what’s better than teasing him? until he gives you the attention you’re looking for. <3

c/w: read has big tits😓, dubcon just in case, kinda modern au?, gamer! todo, lots of teasing, boobjob, face fucking/blowjob, possessiveness, size kink, manhandling, pervert! todo, panty sniffing, sumata (“A Japanese sexual term in which the female rubs her labia majora against the male's penis, without actual penetration.”), facial, cum swallowing.

⋆｡°✩ 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋/𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒:

DEVIL ON MY BACK./ REPENT. – Getō Suguru.

synopsis: After watching a movie about the so-called game; Ouija board, with your friend Anna, You couldn’t help but grow more curious about it. After purchasing the game, you ran to your basement to try out; the first thing you tried to communicate with was the infamous devil; Getō suguru.

c/w: religious themes, ouija board, non con → dubcon, slapping, hair pulling, spitting, pussy + ass slapping, anal play, dacryphilia, overstimulation, v light somnophilia, manipulation, multiple creampies, non con creampie, lowkey monster fucking??, suguru has two dicks, face fucking, cum swallowing, guilt tripping kinda, very aggressive suguru, he is mentioned to have red eyes.

#jjk smut #gojo satoru smut #getou x reader #haikyuu smut #suna smut #genshin smut #jjk x reader #tokyo rev smut #sanzu x reader #childe smut #aot x reader #aot smut #ilygetou’s kinktober ⌕#eren smut #tokyo rev x reader

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paradiseismine · 5 months ago

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Yay!! You’re doing Richie content!! ❤️✨

Please, I beg you to write a impatient Richie because y/n hasn’t stopped calling him “dude” and “bro”, and Richie is all like “Stop calling me «dude»!! I don’t wanna be friends with you, I like you dumbass!!”

Points extra if Richie is explicit with his feelings and y/n is painfully oblivious about it ✨

I’m not your friend - Richie Tozier x reader

Pairing: Richie Tozier (It) x f!latina!reader

Warnings: so much fluff I’m probably type 2 diabetic after this; love confessions; maybe a bit angsty?; no smut, but a little make out session at the end ‘cause ya know how i am

Love note from Nina: omg yes???? i loved this request, here you go, darling! 💗 I made the reader a latina girlie ‘cause I’m Latina myself lol, hope you don’t mind.

You had been a member of the losers club for a few months now - ever since you moved to Derry. You met Bev at summer school, and she introduced you to the gang one by one. Soon, you could see how you fit into the group perfectly, as they were all made fun of for some reason: being poor, or fat, or wearing glasses, or stuttering… and you were no different: you were an immigrant.

Your first language not being English, you’d find yourself being made fun of because of your accent, or for not knowing some specific words in English yet. Those high school boys were so mean to you, and it was so hard to navigate things - thank goodness you had made friends.

From the very beginning of your interactions with the boys, Bev told you she thought Richie had a crush on you. You dismissed her comments completely - there was no way a cute boy like him, so smart and funny, would be interested in someone like you. She’s imagining things, you thought.

As time went on, you sensed Richie was a bit clingy towards you, but Ben was also a bit clingy towards Bev, and they weren’t dating or anything, she clearly liked Bill. So maybe that was just how things were in the US, right? A cultural thing, maybe.

It all had led to today - it was a warm Sunday afternoon in July, and Richie had invited you to join him for a movie at his house. You thought the rest of the gang was going to tag along, but as you got there, it was just the two of you.

Maybe he’s not feeling super social today, you thought, but still felt glad he wanted to spend time with you - he even let you pick the movie.

As the tv glowed before you, you two were sat side by side on the couch. Richie held your hand delicately, caressing your palm with his thumb, his warm touch making you smile and relaxing your tensed up muscles. Your eyes felt heavy as the movie progressed, and your head ended up on his shoulder somehow.

His left arm went around your torso, embracing you and pulling you to his chest instead. His free hand caressed your hair carefully, twirling small strands around his index finger. You let out a deep breath, feeling so comfortable around him.

You still didn’t believe what Bev had said - Richie was probably just a bit needy and you were available that day. You’d take what you could get, though, and this was actually pretty good. His natural scent was very pleasant, even if subtle, and you loved being able to smell him, to feel his body’s warmth, to feel him in general.

“Should I get a blanket for us?” You broke the silence. Mrs. Tozier would always keep a blanket in a small wooden chest at the corner of the living room - the softest thing ever. Richie agreed and paused the movie.

You stood up to get the blanket, but as you turned around to get it, Richie had gotten up as well and poked your shoulder, making your turn back to him again.

“I’m happy you’re here, y/n” Richie smiled, gently putting his lips to your forehead.

“Thank you so much bro, I’m glad you invited me too!” You answered, smiling.

“Bro?” He furrowed his eyebrows. “Thank you bro?” He repeated in a high pitched voice, mocking you.

“Whoa, dude, that’s not how you talk to a friend” you replied, nervous. “Is everything okay with you?”

“I’m not your friend, y/n” Richie said, impatience audible in his voice, eyes squinting behind his thick glasses.

You seemed utterly confused at his statement, and that only made Richie feel worse.

“You’re… you’re not my friend?” You asked, your voice faint and raspy. “What am I to you, then?”

“You’re the girl i love, stupid” his eyes shot wide open at yours. “I’m not your bro, not your dude, none of those things, for god’s sake” Richie rolled his eyes as he spoke, resentment and courage surfacing abruptly in his posture. “I wanna be your boyfriend!”

Your jaw dropped. You disliked the fact that he nearly screamed those words to your face - but at the same time, you knew Richie, and knew those feelings were probably eating him alive for months now, and that was the only way he could get them out of his body and into the world.

His eyes stared into yours, filling up with tears as you simply stood there, unable to utter a single rational thought to him - you could only let your body take over.

Your hands went for the collar of his shirt, pulling it down aggressively as you put your lips on his. You peeked through your closed eyes as you kissed him, his eyes wide open in shock for a second, and then closing in pleasure as he melted into the kiss. Richie had fantasized about this moment pretty much ever since he first laid eyes on you. His hands were on your waist, timidly holding your body to his.

“Wow, Rich, I-I had no idea you felt like that” you said shyly as you broke the kiss to get some air.

“Really?” He asked softly, intrigued. “I-I’ve always treated you so differently than how I’d treat Bev, or, like, any other girl…”

“I just… Well, Bev told me she thought you had a crush on me, but I don’t know, I couldn’t believe her” you shrugged. “You’re so smart, and so funny, and so cute… What’d you see in a Latina who still messes up speaking in English sometimes?”

Richie shook his head in disbelief.

“To me, you speak English way better than a lot of Americans, love” he chuckled. “I love your softness, how gentle and sweet you are. I thought you didn’t like me, you know, like that…”

“Rich, I-“ you said, feeling your heart pounding in your chest. “I think I love you”

Richie couldn’t even contain himself as he smiled ear to ear, arms wrapping tighter than ever around your body, as he squeezed you into his embrace.

“I love you too” he said, voice muffled as his face was still buried in the crook of your neck.

“Y/n, I… Can I kiss you again?” Richie asked as he let go of your sides, feeling a bit silly about the situation. “I wanted to kiss you for so long, and now we did, but I… I wanted to savor it more, you know?”

You didn’t know what “savor” meant, but you wanted to kiss him again, too. You nodded shyly, hands cupping his face and bringing it down to your lips.

Richie’s kiss was soft and sweet, lips slowly tracing yours as his arms wrapped around your waist once again. It was so good to feel him so close, his breath mixing up with yours, his hands on your waist, your chests pressed up against each other.

You bit his lower lip gently before breaking the kiss, getting a moan to escape his lips. Holding the hair on his nape, you put your head to the side and kissed his neck slowly, nipping at his skin, biting him gently, licking him with the very tip of your tongue. Richie’s body was squirming around yours, his breathing and heart accelerated.

He turned his face to yours, trying to kiss your neck instead, but you didn’t let him, grabbing the hair from his nape to keep him in place as you teased him.

“No, no, no, I’m not done with you yet, love” you whispered to his ear, nibbling on his earlobe as you spoke.

“You’re so mean, doll” he said, slightly out of breath. His cheeks were pink and hot to the touch. “Let me touch you at least, then” he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you down to sit on the couch.

As Richie tried to lie down on top of you, your bum slipped, causing you to fall on the carpet. Richie chuckled lightly and joined you in a heartbeat.

He pinned you down on the carpet, putting his body to yours, holding both your wrists at the sides of your head. His lips were red and swollen from making out with you, but you both felt like you couldn’t stop. He kissed you once again, biting your bottom lip softly, getting your body to shiver. It felt imminent that something else could end up happening… But then, you both heard a key turning at the door.

“Richie, are you home?” A female yelled from the other room.

“Fuck, that’s my mom” he whispered, eyes wide open. Richie helped you up and sat you down on the couch, pretending nothing had happened.

A black haired woman showed up to the living room, shopping bags in her hands.

“Hi darlings, were you watching a movie?” She asked softly.

“Hi, mom, yeah” he answered, cheeks still flushed.

“Is that your friend y/n?” She squinted. You two hadn’t seen each other in a while, so she didn’t recognize you at first.

“Uhm… That’s actually my girlfriend y/n, why?” Richie grinned, satisfied.

#finn wolfhard x reader #mike wheeler #miles fairchild #trevor spengler #finn wolfhard smut #mike wheeler x reader #imagine #smut #trevor spengler x reader #finn headcanons #richie tozier x reader #richie tozier #it chapter 2 #it chapter one #it 2017 #finn wolfhard fics #finn wolfhard fluff #finnverse

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acupofinkedblood · 6 months ago

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Rocket x Playgroundian reader [Two Side of The Same Coin]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Playground has an infamous reputation because of the violence that occurs almost daily inside the factor. It does bring the name of the factor down, even drags those who choose the pacific path into the mud as long as everyone knows they come from there. No matter how much of a good deed they accomplish, people can’t just help it but being taken back when figuring out the location of their Spawnplace. Playgroundians always have that specific thirst for chaos everywhere they go after all, some honorable mentions can definitely include a particular skater or a wannabe villain as such. Sure, maybe some of them don’t have that savagery everyone is wary about, but who can blame them?

Chaos is the taboo Playground folks bring to the table in everywhere they leave trace of. Intentional or not, most of them share that same burning fire in what they deem right to their own benefit. One thing that people have came to realize is that there is no use crying out for help on the street. You have to fight for your survival there. And with gangsters lurking in every single corner of the street, the chance of a merciful gesture seems to worth more than life itself. It’s either you have to fight your way into some gang there to seek protection, or you have to stain blood on your hands while keep your eyes opened all days and all nights long alone. Fight or flight, it’s your choice

No one can choose the place they want to spawn into life, and the same applies to you. But hey, it’s technically not that bad. If we take the brutal nature of the place you were technically spawned into without a chance, at least it’s rich in culture. And other good things too, like lovedove’s species. They are quite the sweethearts. Ironic, isn’t it?

Playground, when you have learned how to adapt on its lifestyle, isn’t that bad as anyone thought. It’s not the easiest, you have to admit that. And then again, it’s better than nothing. It is not like you can leave that tag of being a Playgrounder anytime soon anyway. Things are too complicated to even process fully

But you still look forward into the future. Like, c’mon, there are other Playground folks other than you that are still roaming around Inpherno with ease, why should you bother? If anything, it does keep unwanted attention away from you in a certain level. No one in their right mind would want to cross those that comes from Windforce’s territory after all, knowing how much of the deal they can be. With that, you don’t give a damn about how people view your own factor. You still live your normal life — maybe not too normal to other’s taste, but hey, it’s your own life — and make friends too. Of course, Rocket somehow hops into your life without a warning and just stay there. Perhaps it’s the other way around, who knows?

To describe Rocket, you have quite the handful to say about this guy. He doesn’t show much of himself when the two of you just met, that’s for sure. But gradually, you worm your way into his friend circle steadily after a long while of getting to know him. And that’s when you know that there is another side of him which is livelier than the defensive attitude he put up when the two of you first interact with each other. Though he does appear to be pretty standoff-ish at first, you soon realized just how fun is it when he is around. It’s never boring when you have Rocket to be by your side. He isn’t too much of a nice guy, but enough to not fall into the bad boy category. He is just Rocket, and that makes you keeping your eyes on him out of interest. Not to mention, he does have that charm in which you can’t really put a name on. That cheeky grin of him can get on your nerves but also makes you forget what were you two talking about.

So how did you come to the realization that you have fallen for him slowly? Does your heart have the answer, or are you just as clueless as a fish on land?

Knowing Rocket and his poor ability to keep the accuracy of his own target without screwing it up, he aims right into your heart without even knowing what has he done. You like Rocket. You like his company and his personality, his appearance is also an addition into the list you have of what you like about this guy. Damn those butterflies that have been causing a havoc inside your stomach whenever he beams his toothy grin at you, damn that blush of yours when he playfully wraps his arm around your shoulder and pulls you close as the two of you are joking around. At this point, damn Rocket for making you feel this way

But fate must have loved messing around with the peace of your mind. Since it can’t reach you personally, it sends someone that manages to earn your worthy attention to bound with you but with a simple addition: You soon realized just how much he dislikes a certain region. And in this case, it’s unfortunately enough to be Playground that he grits his teeth at

You still remember that time when you briefly mentioned an upcoming festival being held in Playground soon. You were about to ask Rocket if he wanted to come with you. Though before that question could leave your mouth, his face grimaced slightly. That was when you started to become curious of why did he make that face. After a few questions with no hard feelings, he finally told you that he just didn’t want to mention that region again

“Yeah, not technically a fan. Playground, I mean. It isn’t for me”

“How so?”

“Just something personal,” was what he felt comfortable enough to tell you when you asked him that, “But yeah, uh, not in a good way, at all”

It’s not too much of a surprise when you confidently claim that Rocket seems to hold a grunge with Playground itself to some extent. You don’t understand where does his bitterness towards Playgrounders comes from, but after a few subtle hints he drops here and there when the two of you are talking together, you know damn well that just the factor’s name alone leaves a bitter taste on his tongue. Hell, whether it’s on purpose or not, he surely makes it obvious that he doesn’t have any intentions of playing the friendly card when it comes to anyone who comes from that hell of a factor in front of his face

Well, that hell of a factor where you come from, to be specific

You don’t tell him anything about your factor when the two of you get to know each other, and Rocket has thought that you were also factorless as him at some point. Maybe it’s your demeanor or style that gives him that impression. He makes that assumption without even telling you, so you don’t even get the chance to clarify things with him. But seeing how he has this hostile attitude towards Playgrounders? You immediately keep your mouth shut. That inner monologue of him looking at you with the same eyes that he uses to glance at them in distaste leaves you no other choice but to try and keep it that way. The fear of rejection is already enough, you don’t need to imagine how he will react if he finds this out. Anxiety creeps up on your nerves almost daily. Your heart can’t take it in peace when you think of him like that

The dreadfulness, you feel it in your skin. At some point, you even see it in your nightmare. This crush will be the death of you soon if you don’t figure out a way to deal with it. But you have been too far gone, haven’t you noticed? As much as you try to resist his playful touch — even though you feel like he doesn’t do it on purpose, mixed signals are such a pain in the ass — you can’t escape this torturous clutch in this heart-shaped prison you have locked yourself in, even going so far to throw the key away into nowhere. All because of him. When you realize just how much he makes you feel alive, you can’t even meet his eyes for too long anymore. To pin over someone like that, it makes you go crazy — or in this case, he makes you go crazy — why does it have to be you to suffer internally like this?

For a very rare moment in your life, you feel helpless as a Playgrounder in this game of love that you know damn well you are holding the loosing flag with Rocket out of all people. Maybe you’re just overthinking things, maybe it isn’t that bad— But you can’t be sure of it. What if once he finds out about your deeds with Playground, he will turn his back at you? You have known him for quite some good times now, yet your worries don’t seem to see the light as much as you tried to reassure yourself. You’re desperately wanting to bury this fact deep within the ground and never mention it again. Do it, but what about your fellow friends who are also Playgrounders? Your business at Playground isn’t actually finished anyway, and you can’t leave it completely behind. You know that you can’t keep this hidden forever, no? Yet for the time being, you keep clinging onto that brief hope that Rocket will be blissfully unaware for your sake

Your heart has been hurt enough because of your — supposedly as this is how you think — one sided feeling for him, you don’t need to have a massive bucket of cold water of rejection being thrown directly in your face in this cold weather anytime soon. This will be fine, right? As long as you keep your mouth shut, everything will be well. He doesn’t have to know this

Yet heaven above really knows just how can it make you miserable. You really underestimate Rocket and his ability to figure things out on his own. Do you really think he doesn’t notice it when he sees you taken back by something he has said when the topic has to revolve around something in Playground? And the way you avoid some of his questions really gives it away that you’re keeping something away from him. Here’s the thing: Rocket does respect you when you want to keep things hidden. Everyone has something that they wish to keep in the dark, even him. But does it help his curiosity when you look like you purposely don’t want to mention anything about your life to him? Yeah, you can’t really blame him on this, it is quite suspicious

Rocket does notice that you have been acting kind of different lately. And that doesn’t help with the fact you purposely keeps avoiding his questions about your life. He just realizes that aside from what he already knows about you, like your basic information or hobbies that you show around him, he has no clue about the other things. Where do you live? Where do you work? Do you have any other friends? What do you have to face daily? Why are you so insistent on keeping him in the dark even when the two of you are pretty much closer than just typical friends? Rocket cares for you, he genuinely does. He likes you — at least, as friends for now — and your company, and it makes him wondering why do you keep things away from him

Rocket soon puts his mind into works without you knowing. He does this because he is worried about you. And besides, it can’t be possibly that bad? All he will do is just ask around and try to understand certain things about you. You might call it ‘investigative’, he calls it ‘get to know your friend better’. There is a difference in that, mind you

But never did he think that his action will have a consequence of how he will view his ideas and prejudices in the future. By all means, he has expected to find a lots of things about you — you gotta give him credit for this, because Rocket doesn’t play about his skills — but he doesn’t expect the fact that you are a Playgrounder to be on that list. The moment he finds out about it, Rocket’s mind just short circuited on its own. He has mixed feeling about this piece of information that he has about you

A part of him feels betrayed, yet the other part just deems it as ‘Oh’. He doesn’t know what did he expect, but he just slumps against his chair while staring into nowhere as his thoughts are such a mess at the moment. Sure, he hates Playgrounders. He hates them because of what have they done to him in the past. He didn’t just magically run away from Playground because of nothing. They have ruined his life. Thinking about those days sleeping with on eye opened still makes him bitter. All those bruises and scars, how can he forget about its origins? Playground is somewhere that he detests, and all the folks in there are no better than the shadow in the past under his eyes. But now, you are one of them. How should he feel about this?

Rocket definitely needs a drink to clear up his mind. He groans, brushes his hand across his face as he thinks of how should he look at you now, his thoughts are conflicting with each others like crazy now. Should he even tell you about this? Casually telling you that he knows you’re one of those from Playground that he dislikes with a passion? Yeah, what the heck has he gotten himself into now? But to top it up, he wonders what will you say if you know that he has figured this out. But then his phone suddenly rings out of the blue: It’s you. Damn, speak of the devil

Now, back to you. After so long, you have decided to brave yourself to confess to him! It should be easy, you text him to meet at the usual hangout spot of you guys which is on the rooftop of a building that no one cares enough to drag the two of you down at any circumstances. It’s a nice getaway spot, usually when you or he wants a break from whatever is going on in life. That spot will be the prefect location for you to confess to him, the precious memories you have together with him play an important part in this after all. As you just finished sending your message to meet you on the usual spot, you can’t help but pace around impatiently while waiting for his response. And then he does, saying that he will meet you there in a few minutes! Even asking you to buy some drink on the way to. It brings a bright smile on your face, sure, you can spend your bux to buy him something or two. It’s all worth it, at least that’s what you hope

The rooftop is as empty as always. This is your hangout spot for a reason after all, a space where you can freely express your thoughts without having any annoying mosquitoes barking nonsense into your ears. Just you and him, together. The temperature has dropped lately, winter really doesn’t hold back once it has a chance. Thankfully your coat is enough to warm you up, or else you might as well freeze there on spot before you can tell Rocket of what you feel. Holding the plastic bag with your choice of beverages inside that you got from the convenience store, you start to think about what should you do once you meet him. Rocket will definitely laugh his ass off if he knows you have been rehearsing your confession multiple times in front of the wall like an idiot before this

And here he is, making his way onto the roof as he waves you a ‘Yo’ all casually

“Took you long enough,” you throw the can into his hand, “There, like you said”

“Be for real, I got here within five minutes. Give me some credit for it”

He catches the can without missing a beat. You just shrug it off with a smile while Rocket opens up the can after he walks up to stand beside you. You also have a can to yourself, mainly to encourage yourself from stop backing down like a coward. There is a reason why your can is half-emptied by the time he sees you after all

The two of you just stands there together for a good while, taking the view of Crossroad below without a word spoken to each other. Before you can even speak up, Rocket starts looking down at the opened can of beverage in his hand, then mumbles to himself yet make it clear enough for you to catch his words as well on purpose

“You didn’t tell me you’re from Playground”

That question makes you freeze almost like a deer caught in front of the headlights as your eyes opened widely. You stare back at Rocket, who currently taking notes of your dumbfounded face without letting you know what is he feeling at the moment. There is it, that anxious nerve-wracking feeling gradually creeps into your heart, making it heavier each moment passing by. You feel like it’s slowly dwelling into the deepest pit of your stomach. It takes you a while to finally close your mouth, looks away from him. He knows, SFOTH above, he finds out despite all your attempts to keep it away from him

“How long did you find that out?”

Your voice is like a whisper to the wind, quiet and easy to slipped away if one’s ear isn’t paying attention enough. That gets Rocket to huff out a dry laugh while he sets the can down onto the railing carefully

“You still have a lots to learn about me”

Silence starts to fill the space between you and Rocket. It is uncomfortable to you. The worries are eating you up alive, numbing your mind into radio’s statics as you really can’t take this anymore longer. You wonder what is Rocket thinking at the moment. He is surprisingly calm in this situation, you can’t help but be amazed by it. Isn’t he upset at all?

“You’re not mad at me?”

“Not really. I mean, I know you long enough, so I know you’re better than those assholes,” he shakes his head, “Just…Well, a bit taken back. Conflicted too, I guess? And maybe something else, but can’t really know what to call it”

Rocket has already been through all stages of mind before meeting you. And trust me, it does surprise him that he doesn’t seem to mind it that much. You know what they say: Stay close to your dearest friends, but also even closer to your opponents. You are one of them, and he has been so close to you this whole time. You have been both his most beloved friend and his enemy this entire time. But then he starts to think about it: Does that matter to him? That you’re a Playgrounder? All those time the two of you spent together, he knows damn well that you’re different than them. You even have his back in the toughest time. Never once have you tried to harm him, you stay with him through thick and thin. Hell, he doesn’t want to see you as someone in the opposite side of his, that’s for sure

After what feels like eternity, you finally feel that need to speak up and break the ice. And out of everything you can ask, you go for the one that pops up immediately in your mind

“Are we still friends?”

That question leaves your mouth while your hands are clutching onto the hem of your coat with a firm grip. You’re worried, of course you are. How can you not when thing has escalated to this point? He has found out that you’re a Playgrounder. Although Rocket doesn’t seem like he will make a fuss out of this, you don’t want him to just turn his back to you. The cold is there, but maybe it’s not the only reason why you’re trembling slightly. Of course, Rocket notices at that. He can’t help but sighing at the distressed expression on your face. He is right, you were hiding that you’re a Playgrounder because of him. It makes him guilty somewhat though

He looks at you for a moment before wraps his arm around your shoulder to pull you closer. Though the fabric of his jacket is rather cold at the first contact of your skin, you can still feel his natural warmth radiating from his body. It’s comforting, especially in this kind of weather. How did he manage to soothe your nerves, and even get you to feel sentimental like this?

“Why not?” Rocket clicks his tongue slightly before looking up into the sky, humming while keeping you close by his biological hand, “Always”

That simple answer is enough for you to calm down for the time being. Aside from those times when he is absolutely clueless about what should he do in certain times, he really knows how to read the room. Rocket keeps you close to him. Physical affection is always his way of showing those he cares about that he has their back, including you. Especially you, if one might add. It’s one of the reason you have fallen for him after all. After being deep in thoughts, you finally accept the current situation of yours and just leaning against Rocket’s side

For now, this is more than just the reassurance you need to hear from him. This is enough at the moment

As for your confession, you decide to halt it for the time being. Not now, not like this. You know better than that, don’t you?

You did hide things away from him first, worried that he will project his bad feelings onto you when he figure who you actually are. To have him accept this without causing a scene is already a miracle in your poor heart, but you know that if you really want to be with him, you have to let him trust you completely firsthand. And after this, you know that you have to wait again. It’s not like he will just walk away from your life anytime soon. Plus, this doesn’t seem like a good atmosphere for you to confess your not-so-little crush to Rocket

Maybe next time, so he can build his trust with you again. If you love him so much, that’s what you have to be aware of. But then again, you’re willing to do so. Next time, hopefully there will be a next time with him for you. That small flickering candle of hope in your heart isn’t blown away, it’s still there, waiting for the right moment for him. In the end, you still have a chance to make things right, so just take it easy. Time will grant you its fortune soon, rest assured

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Note: Writerblock is such an annoying thing damnit- Sorry for the delay of the request, I really have to fight myself to get this done (￣Д￣)ﾉ

#phighting x reader #x reader #phighting!#rocket x reader #phighting rocket #rocket phighting #shui mo’s floral tea

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polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup · 2 months ago

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Ok first off, love love loving everything about the battle of Yokohama. Even if you never write a fic of it your post are vivid enough that it paints such a cool picture and impactful story. Also your tags about Inko really make me wonder about how the parents reacted to everything going on after the battle. Like did some threaten to remove their kids from UA again, or did some want to capitalize off the publicity it could bring their kids heroics career? And like, obviously the more nosey reporters were going to go digging into class A’s personal lives and families, the public was desperate for any bit of information they could get about class A at the time, so I assume in a part of Nedzu and Aizawas efforts to “bury it” they also led the media and such away from their families, but it must’ve been a hell of a week for them. Also the idea of Inko and Mitsuki sitting in a hospital waiting room trying to figure out if and when they should breach the “so did you two date in middle school and is that why you fell out” convo or not is hilarious, especially since Mitsuki at the same time is probably having the internal struggle as to if she should breach the “so is all might the father?” Convo with Inko at the same time.

They deployed Nedzu on all of the parents.

Every single one of those parents spent the night glued to the TV screen and waiting to find out if their kids were dead. When it ended, a lot of them got calls from their kids who were in total breakdown after what they had been through. A fair amount of them wanted their kids fucking out of that school.

Nedzu personally met with each of them and managed to persuade them to leave the decision up to their kids. To let them decide if they wanted to leave the class they loved to the point of sacrifice.

Every kid said they wanted to stay with their friends.

Nedzu also made them all some very specific promises about doing better with their kids’ safety. So the last year of their schooling has been a little less eventful—in part because they no longer take these kids off campus together without an honor guard of heroes there to jump the League of Villains if they show their ugly asses. Class A doesn’t know it, but they’re classified officially as a high risk target for the league and their field trips are now a matter of national security. Where the fuck is all for one and the league? Fuck if they know, but chances are they’ll show up when class a goes to train for ocean rescues with gang orca. The kids don’t go on off campus trips together without a slew of high ranked heroes posted down the road to intervene. It’s been a sufficient deterrent to minimize threats to them in their last year.

Nedzu made the parents realize that they couldn’t just pull their kids and expect this to end. Their kids had just made it abundantly clear to the world as a whole that they would jump the school’s fence and lose their licenses if it meant being a hero. And they could either do that with the other spectacular students who would die for them, or they could do it alone after they snuck out of the house to commit whatever acts of vigilantism drove them.

Their kids had simply grown past the point of containment. They couldn’t stop them from being heroes, and trying would only hurt them.

A lot of the press had no idea where the families of these kids lived. Some of them ended up with press camped outside of their house, and Tensei ended up sending Idaten sidekicks to go intervene and get them to the hospital to see their kids.

Nedzu then used tactics outlawed by the Geneva convention to get the paparazzi the fuck away from those kids’ homes. They got out of the hospital and went home to a mostly quiet homecoming. If any paparazzi did show up, Aizawa descended like a vengeance to get them the fuck away.

Mitsuki knew Izuku’s dad, is the thing, and also knew that guy was a piece of shit. She ends up very stiltedly telling Inko she’s not saying that Inko banged all might during her unhappy marriage but if she did. Legend behavior. And inko sputters at her for several seconds before insisting that that couldn’t have possibly happened and don’t be ridiculous, she would never. And Mitsuki is like. Okay, okay. She’s not saying she did. But if she did. Legend behavior.

#pez dispenser debris #battle of Yokohama #all might was both of bakugous parents hall pass #all might was pretty much everyone’s hall pass #Inko wasn’t recognized that often in the aftermath but when she was more than a few people tried to fist bump her #she is. mortified.#pov the entire world thinks you banged the worlds most eligible bachelor and popped out quirk Jesus

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 1 year ago

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I am I the asshole for telling someone what they were doing was "mean spirited and cruel"?

(submitted this a while back but was never posted - don't know if tumblr ate it or if it broke a rule, but i'm sorry if its the latter)

My complex has a facebook page where residents can post questions or concerns to other residents. One day a woman posted asking if we could move the food bowls where people feed the feral cat colony that lives near us because when she walks her dogs they always lunge at the cats; she had just had surgery and it hurt when they pulled on the leash. Someone responded saying they had moved the bowls down and that seemed like that.

Two days later she posted again saying that our "kind and caring neighbor" (her) had called someone to come pick up the cats. From another comment on the post it seemed like she had talked to someone IRL who was rude and basically told her "I've been feeding the cats for 10 years fuck off" and then called animal control immediately after that.

This felt really petty to me, and I posted saying that calling animal control on the cats was "mean spirited and cruel". I explained that almost all feral cats taken in are put down, and that she was making a decision about the community's cats without consulting the community. I added that I was sorry she had been hurting since her surgery, but that there were other steps she should have taken before this.

She responded that I needed to have more compassion for her as she herself was very compassionate and caring person. To which I responded that she should then extend that compassion to these cats that had never hurt anyone. (Seriously, they just chill around our complex and eat rats – they’ve never scratched or bit any person or animal)

She responded that they hurt her “fur babies” everyday because they make her dogs pull at their leashes and choke themselves. She then went on a rant about how she didn’t understand why people weren’t respecting her anger and that since she lived here she had a right to want the cats gone. She also mentioned that calling her “mean spirited and cruel” had racial connotations and that I wouldn’t call a white person that.

Important context, I am a white woman – up until this point I had not realized that she was a black woman as this argument was in a facebook group and the pictures were small. But it is very possible this is something I saw and internalized without consciously recognizing it.

I was really thrown by this, and just replied yes, I would and that I’m sorry it hurt to hear, but that is what her actions were. (Which, yeah, nobody ever not in the racist category uses the ‘I’d say that to anyone!’ excuse, but I truly didn’t know what to say). She continued to respond to my comment saying how I was a pitiful person if I’d really call anyone that, and that I hadn’t addressed any of her other points.

More people where commenting at the same time on this post, and while she responded to all of them my “mean spirited and cruel” comment apparently really got her because she kept bringing it up in arguments with other people. She really felt that people were being unjustifiably angry and mean to her for something she thought she had a right to do.

It also came out that she had apparently posted complaining about the cats the day before but it had gotten so out of hand the post was deleted before I could see it. She had also gotten into several arguments IRL with people feeding the cats. This explains why she felt so ganged up on I suppose – though none of this I knew before replying.

The next day she specifically made a new post calling out racists in our community and tagged me and few other people (even other POC) who had disagreed with her about the cats. I didn’t respond, but fairly quickly that and the post from before were deleted.

I’ve been really trying to think about if my internalized racism did unknowingly influence my actions, but I honestly keep coming back to the fact that I think I would have said the same to anyone who tried to get a cat colony killed because her dogs try to attack them.

Also for those curious – the cat colony is still here! It turns out removing a cat colony from their home is actually considered animal cruelty and is illegal in this state

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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bijoumikhawal · 2 years ago

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I mentioned this in the tags of a post the other day, but since NK is high profile and getting a lot of videos shared, and I saw someone today decry a short speech one of their rabbis gave as "extremist", I guess I'll make a post too

Neturei Karta is a Litvish Ultra-Orthodox/Haredi antizionist group. In my experience, they are the most high profile antizionist group that ties that stance to their religious practice within Judaism, but they are not the only group (the Satmar are also generally antizionist, and they're a larger group, but they don't like NK).

As I mentioned yesterday, there was an incident with Iran- one of two, actually, but this one gets brought up more- where NK sent speakers to a conference specifically for the purposes of defending the existence of the Holocaust, as several Holocaust deniers were in attendance. The speaker specifically chosen had his grandparents die in the Holocaust. However, he also was blunt in stating his opinion that Zionists used the Holocaust to oppress others, Zionists had been collaborators and thwarted efforts to save Jewish lives. This prompted the Chief Ashkenazi Rabbi to call for their excommunication, essentially, and for the Satmar and broader Haredi movement to tell people to stay away from them. These remarks are complicated; many incidents one could classify as collaboration were Zionists trying to move Jews out of Europe, to save lives. However, when the speaker said the third statement, I'm fairly certain he was genuinely expressing his own intergenerational trauma. Early Zionists did indeed, have a fair amount of animosity towards Orthodox Jews. At one point Theodore Herzl (a founder of the modern Zionist movement) did express the opinion that Jews should convert en masse to Christianity, and the feeling was that the Orthodox who refused should be left to their fate. This accusation is a response to a very real tension among Jews that existed at the time. And the collaborationism was not always about saving lives; the Lehi gang, which committed the Deir Yassin massacre, sought out an alliance with the Nazis on several occasions, and expressed a desire for a totalitarian nationalist state.

Another incident was one where NK met with heads of state in early 2006, particularly Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, after criticizing other Jews for referring to remarks he made as antisemitic, and did an interview with Iranian press where they stated the Holocaust was used as a political tool by Zionists, that Zionism is "not Jewish, but political", and that not all Jews are Zionists. They also clearly stated that when they say they are not Zionists, they do not mean withdrawal to 67 borders, but a full dissolution of state, where Jews still can live with Palestinians. Later on in 2006, Ahmadinejad made comments about the reality of the Holocaust that prompted Haroun Yashayaei, one of the most prominent members of the Iranian Jewish community, to publicly speak put against him (and no, he didn't get arrested over that. He actually is also a movie producer and got an award in 2008).

It should be noted that in West Asia and North Africa, Iran is one of only a few countries that still has a significant Jewish population. The others are Turkey (14,500), Azerbaijan (7,200), Morocco (2,100), and Tunisia (1,000). For those unaware, this is significant because during the 1920s and 30s, many colonial governments stripped WANA Jews of citizenship, and in the 40s-60s, many post colonial WANA countries forcibly expelled local Jews. As a result, the centuries long presence of Jews in countries such as Egypt or Syria is down a hundred or fewer individuals in many cases. Ideologically, I do not support Iran's government because it's a theocratic state that treats Kurds like shit, but all of NK's interactions with Iran must be contextualized in light of this. This is not me using WANA Jews as a rhetorical device either: my paternal country, Egypt, which I wish I could so much as visit, is such a country. The 2016 Iranian census puts the country's Jewish population at 9,826. That's a number that I would weep to see reported in Egypt, and the second highest of any West Asia or North African country.

Personally while I hold no serious ideological disagreement with NK over antizionism, I do not wholly support them for other reasons (gender/sexuality politics reasons primarily). I bring up these incidents with Iran because in the past I've seen people claim they are Holocaust deniers, or that they think Jewish people brought the Holocaust on themselves. I have never seen a NK member say ANYTHING of that sort, and the idea that Jews bring antisemitism in any form on themselves is in fact an actual belief Herzl held. The closest I've heard is when NK distributed leaflets after a Chabad was attacked in Mumbai where they criticized Chabad for being in bed with Zionists. I'll be linking some articles in the replies of this post about this, including the text of the actual speech given at the Tehran conference so it can be read in full.

#cipher talk #Palestine #Neturei Karta #Antizionism

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charaunderwood · 5 months ago

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hey kh gang, so this is a debate I've been having in my head ever since first getting into this series and I've never really seen a general consensus about it. so I'm asking you today, what order do you say the Wayfinder trio's names in out loud?? like how most people say "Sora, Riku, Kairi" when talking about the Destiny trio and "Roxas, Axel, Xion" when talking about the Sea Salt trio.

some more ramblely thoughts about this under the cut

so I know this is kind of a silly poll that doesn't matter but it's been something I've never really decided on coming up on year two of knowing about this series, and it bothers me even more since I don't tend to see a general consensus on this anywhere else and everyone just kind of says it in their own order

I think currently if I had to land on one I'd say "Aqua, Terra, Ven" personally just because it sounds the most natural to say. But it's also interesting to think about it through the lens that we say the other trio names as. They seem to run off the logic of "Main character we get to play as, Oldest figure of the group, Girl/Third tag along" or something along those lines, and its just generally obvious that that's the order we should say their names in

But that all kinda falls apart with the Wayfinder's because it gets so much more complicated than that and, at least from what I can tell, even the people making the damn games don't have an official order that they should be said in.

Maybe Terra, Ven, Aqua should be the order since that's the order you're meant to play them in in BBS? but then again saying it out loud like that sounds really awkward and it breaks the loose rules of saying the other trio's names. Well if we follow those rules then it should probably be Ven, Terra, Aqua right?? since Ven is so connected to Sora and Roxas he should probably take their place in the order, plus I've always personally felt like Ven is supposed to be the most "main protagonist" out of the three in BBS specifically. Well that one also sounds a bit awkward to say out loud and it can be very much argued that Aqua is the most "main protagonist" of the three at this point in the series. After all she is the leader of their team in Melody of Memory and she's gotten a whole game to herself giving her easily the most focus of the three (even though that too can be argued since Ven got focus in the mobile stuff). So then the order should probably be Aqua, Terra, Ven right??? that's what I've tentatively landed on but considering how much argument there is for other orders it really just comes down to preference. still it would be nice if we could all generally as a fandom come to a solid conclusion.

anyway. that's all. if you somehow read thru my giant wall of text have a nice day :3. and even if you didn't still have a nice day <3.

#kingdom hearts #kh #kingdom hearts wayfinder trio #kh aqua #kh terra #kh ventus #kh bbs #sorry if the tags are excessive I'm just trying to spread this as far as I can lmao #not that this is like a huge life changing debate I'm just a curious camper

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feukt-42 · 8 months ago

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Yet another post about Leda

You know, its kind of funny, but I've been browsing ER fanfics and fancontent almost daily for a while now (pls help), and one thing I've noticed is that a lot of people just. do not want. to put Leda and the gang in their fanfics. The most out of all Miquella's followers I found was Ansbach with 68 fics on Ao3. Leda herself comes at second with 48 fics and the others just kind of fizzle out after that. By comparison, Messmer, another DLC character, already has 500 fics.

Now, I know that this in large part due to the Messmer horny. But still. There's been 1,372 fics released in the ER tag since the DLC released as of me writing this. That doesn't really explain it. A good explanation might be that souls fans like to dwell on the pre-canon lore era we don't get to see, but even then, I remain disappointed by the lack of Leda in those fics as well. I have read several Haligtree-or-adjacent-focused fics written post SotE and few of them feature Leda or the needle knights, which is honestly a shame because Miquella having his own order of knights (almost counterbalance to the cleanrots), is a very interesting idea, and I am starving for Leda interacting with literally any member of that cast, her whole deal is just so interesting. And its not like Miquella doesn't care about her and she's just a weird fanboy, he gave her a wholeass rune and shit.

"But OP," you might be asking, "why dont you just write your own fic then ?". And you see, that is an excellent point, but I am unfortunately a coward with no confidence in my writing skills. So instead, I decide to make this.

I hereby present :

My Leda facts/analysis/interpretation/theories collection !

I am making this mostly to gush about Leda to spark interest in her as a character and maybe give interested writers who have actual skill to use this to get some inspiration. By no means am I suggesting that this is a guide everyone should follow, this is mostly just my inane ramblings about a character i am obsessed with. Still, if it helps someone make something, that's a net positive in my book.

without further ado, let's get into it.

Part 1 : Miscellaneous Facts

Fact number 1 : Leda doesn't see grace (at least her character model implies so):

I don't remember where it was, but I remember seeing a post that had every SotE NPC's eye colour in it. And a cool thing about that was that only a few characters didn't have the grace of gold in their eyes. And I remember specifically getting to Leda, noble knight of Miquella, and finding out that her eyes do not have a single trace of gold in them. They are grey with a blood-red clouding.

And I just found that so interesting it made me make this post, because what does it mean ? How did she lose it ? Did she ever have it in the 1st place ? Some of you might be thinking it's because she follows Miquella and not the GO, but the funny part is that, again, most of the others have it !

Hornsent has it, Ansbach has it, Freyja has it, Ymir has it, Moore has it, even the fucking madding hand has it. So why doesnt Leda ? (this also goes for some of the other NPCs who don't have it but im not spinning them in my head like a microwave so too bad ig)

Fact number 2 : She definitely killed the other needle knights

Ok so I already talked about this somewhere but I don't remember where so let's just start over from the beginning. The description of the Retaliatory Crossed-Tree states there were once more Needle Knights but now there's only one left. Meanwhile, Leda's sword says it "still reeks with the stench of crusted blood that lingers from the cull of her knightly comrades". Love myself a good "can't wash away the blood" trope.

Anyways, I took those two facts together to mean that she killed the other Needle Knights and talked about it in that alleged prior conversation I mentioned, but someone else replied that her "knightly comrades" could very well mean Hornsent and Ansbach, whom she attempts to cull before you reach Enir-Ilim. And I wanted to disagree with that, but I didn't actually have any evidence except "it's funnier this way" so you know, fair's fair. Except ! No it isn't !

When you help kill Hornsent, she says this :

He never placed his full trust in me, even under the effect of Kindly Miquella's spell. He must've recognised something. The scent of the killer that slept within me. The stench of crusted blood.

Mind you, this is before killing Ansbach, and right after killing Hornsent. The crusted blood from the cull of her comrades cannot be theirs, meaning Leda did kill the other NKs.

Fact number 3 : She deadass just smells like blood the whole time we see her

As just stated, we have 2 items describing how Leda just smells like dried blood. This has endless comedic potential imo, hear me out :

You first meet this dignified, knightly woman in Mohgs arena. You don't notice anything wrong with her smell, because of course it smells like blood in here, have you seen the place ?

The next time you meet her is in Scadu Altus. You begin to think something does smell really bad here. It's still not her however, because the Hornsent and his canonically shitstained loincloth are standing like 10 meters away from you, likely overpowering the scent.

You only get to realize its her constantly smelling like blood after the charm is broken and Hornsent leaves, and that coincides perfectly with the reveal that she's just paranoid as fuck.

10/10 olfactive storytelling. I mostly just put this fact here in honor of that Bloodborne bosses ranked by smell post tbh, that shit lives rent-free in my brain.

Character analysis time ! This bit is more given to interpretation so feel free to disagree on this :

Shes really not that bloodthirsty you guys

Alright, so this one might be a bit surprising given we just went over the fact she smells like blood, but the popular interpretation of Leda doing this because she likes killing and shit is just dead wrong to me. I spoke about it before, but there are so many lines of dialogue that suggest otherwise. Hell, even the sword description says she tried her damnedest to get the blood to come off. Here are some of the most telling lines i found (from fextralife/the github with all the text from SotE) :

-Her describing herself as a "killer" in that line about hornsent and crusted blood earlier, she seems to be very blunt and honest about what she does, almost to a self-deprecating point.

-I know I shouldn't let myself... But I suppose it's only natural to feel the weight of one's deeds at times like these. There is plenty left to be done. And I will see to it. <- what else do i even add here

-I don't enjoy casting suspicion on anyone I've called a comrade. But it's a small sacrifice in the grand scheme of things. We must eradicate all doubt...

-None can deny Sir Ansbach was truly a great man. We can be proud, that we were the last opponents he ever faced.

-Sir Ansbach must have considered it an honourable end, being felled by your hand. After all, the good fellow held you in the highest regard. When we speak of it, we may speak with pride—that we were Sir Ansbach's final adversaries

Those lines seem to be alternate versions of the dialogue you get after helping her kill Ansbach. And oh my fucking goodness gracious, i fucking love the second one. Like ghhhhhh, the grief for a comrade and the guilt and the self-justification and the need to move forward and theres somehow even more blood on her sword that she can't ever wash off but she can't stop here, she has to keep doing this because its not about her for her, its not about her feelings or her guilt its all just for the greater purpose shes reaching towards arghhh its so good.

There's also a notable throughline of her shutting her emotions down more and more as she goes, whether its to better do her job or to follow in miquella's footsteps :

-Unruly emotions only lead to misfortune. All the more reason we need someone like Miquella the Kind.

-Man is a compassionate animal, for better or worse.

-So be it. If you insist upon facing Miquella the Kind, Then I will run you through, whoever you might be.

-A single betrayal, enough to turn the tides… Unfortunate, but I will leave you be, for now.

-I expected things to end differently with you. What a pity

-I suppose it was Sir Ansbach who won you over. Fine. One more heart for my blade to skewer.

Side Note : Those three last ones also read like shes really salty about being betrayed, and that's really juicy because it feels like she trusted you. She trusted you a lot more than most of the others, so it really stings quite a bit to learn you were lying the entire time.

All in all, it really does feel like she has to shut herself down to be a better knight, a more efficient tool for Miquella to wield. It's also quite tragic because she seems to be a compassionate person at heart, she welcomes you into the club, she constantly tries to understand the reasonings for other people's actions, and she tries to find ways to let those she suspects off the hook :

-The hornsent, hmm. On one hand, he trusts Miquella the Kind to bring salvation to his people. With the enchantment lifted, his vengeful passions may once again ignite, but surely he'd be mindful of Kindly Miquella's promise... <- this reads like her trying to convince herself she doesn't have to kill him

It's also very interesting because despite that, she really doesn't seem to be much of a people person :

-But for this very reason, Thiollier is incapable of betrayal. St. Trina's love for Kind Miquella is boundless. She is, after all, his other half. Or perhaps her feelings go beyond even that. Even if she was left behind, I doubt her heart would waver. <- she's just deadass wrong about Thiollier and St Trina

-If you don't meet her before the charm breaks, she does a really awkward introduction and then immediately starts infodumping about her crippling paranoia and zealotry

-Ansbach straight up just tells you : So, you've taken Lady Leda's side. I'm glad she stands with an ally. She tends to overestimate the burden she might carry alone. This is straight up just "oh nice, you finally made a friend, im so glad for you". This implies that Ansbach didn't believe Leda really had anyone on her side before then, and she kinda doesn't tbh. No one is really here because of Leda in the final battle, Dane is here for Miquella, Freyja is here for Radahn, Moore is here to cope with existence, and Hornsent just has an (understandable) hate boner for everything Golden Order. She doesn't really have any friends.

(Also shoutout to Ansbach for being concerned about the people trying to kill him, he really is the goat fr. Also: I've utterly failed you both... No wait grandpa its not your fault im so sorry)

--the funniest moment in the DLC imo : I've come to a realisation... There's ample evidence... Without Kindly Miquella's influence... I'm quite mistrustful of others...

Ah yes of course, the trust issues. Where do I even start.

This woman has nothing but contempt for mankind as a species. She is, as stated earlier, compassionate and tries to be nice to people but she constantly assumes the worst of everyone as a reflex. Her trying to find a way not to kill Hornsent is only because she wholeheartedly believe he will be the worst version of himself as a baseline, and thus thinks of him as a threat who must be dealt with.

-I'm afraid Sir Ansbach will have to be next. He claims he hasn't the spirit to take up his sword again, But in his day, he was the feared commander of the Pureblood Knights, who cleaved open Miquella the Kind with his blood blade. But I doubt it'll be very long... Before he recalls, as I have, the cascading sheets of blood. <- no trust at all

-her dialogue about you "turning on her" also feel like she's resigned about it, like someone who came in expecting failure and was still disappointed, like why did i even try, i should really know better.

-That aside, man is by nature a creature of conquest. They were never saints. They just happened to be on the losing side of a war. <- the classic. What else needs to be said. These are the words of someone who takes war, violence and hatred as a given.

And that leads me to my next point. I think Leda has had a very violent life overall. Some of the shit she says sounds too specific to just be a generalisation:

-But vengeance changes a man.

-Unruly emotions only lead to misfortune.

-Before he recalls, as I have, the cascading sheets of blood.

-One more heart for my blade to skewer.

-The scent of the killer that slept within me.

This all sounds like she's talking from experience, and there's also her skills as a knight : she has the highest hp pools of the gank squad and can 2-3 shot most players. I know gameplay =/=lore but Freyja respects the hell out of her: Lady Leda and honourable Ansbach are of a special breed.

It's a very interesting combination of an extremely skilled knight who is very good at killing, has presumably been living a very violent existence and who trusts no one but herself, but who also hates having to kill and feels really guilty about it, despite having to do it for the sake of her cause.

And I believe that is the crux of her purpose, and why she is going through so much to fulfill it at any cost:

Leda believes intelligent beings are inherently flawed , and can never be trusted to do anything but make each other suffer. Leda is tired of inflicting and receiving violence, and sees little purpose in seeing the good in others. Leda would have probably made a terrific Lord of Frenzied Flame with how little hope she has.

But instead, she found Miquella. Miquella, who dreams of an age of compassion and who is in a position to achieve it, Miquella, who was raised in an order built and maintained through violence and grew to abhor it. Miquella, who Leda probably sees herself in, who Leda trusts blindly and unconditionally, for whom Leda is ready to commit any atrocity, no matter how it makes her feel, because he is her lifeline. He is her very last hope, the only solution short of complete annihilation she can see for mankind to reach pace.

So what if that peace is forced, is all of this suffering truly worth what little free will we can exert onto our world ? Leda has seen what mankind does with its free will, and she is tired of it.

She doesn't care if she lives to see it, she doesn't care if she has to kill every last part of herself in order for the world to see peace. No one will miss her anyway, she's nothing but a blood-soaked murderer. It doesn't matter if she likes these people, friendship and trust aren't worth all this senseless violence.

So she'll keep killing and killing and culling, until her blade is dull with crusted blood and every last obstacle to Miquella's age of compassion is gone. That's what a Needle knight does, is it not ? Kindly Miquella fashioned us as his needles to quell all, to ward away all.

And if Miquella doesn't understand her, it doesn't matter. He's far too good to understand the sacrifices necessary. She'll do what he can't. The other needle knights did not understand this, they were too naive to do what has to be done, so they were a liability. Don't think about their betrayed looks of terror, don't think about the cloying stench of blood sticking to your footsteps, this is your burden, this is what you deserve. You already knew you couldn't trust anyone, why would this be different ?

If Miquella must cast away parts of his very being to have this world then so can you. So sever that part of yourself that says you should be nice, that you should trust those willing to help, it only makes things worse. It will all be worth it in the end.

Phew, i kind of went apeshit while writing that last part. I hadn't really planned all that honestly.

To conclude this essay, I'd like to point out a really fun parallel to draw here. In this analysis, I have described my interpretation of Leda as a very skilled self-loathing blood-soaked knight who is tired of their endless crusade and yet is endlessly pushed forward by their utter devotion to their god, their salvation made flesh, whom they will shield for the atrocities committed in their name by being the sole person to blame. If that doesnt remind you of Messmer, then i think ill just curl up into a ball and yell very loudly.

Thanks for reading till the end of this absolutely nightmarishly long ramble, let me know if you liked it ! And don't hesitate to send any Leda fics you find or write along the way !

#elden ring #shadow of the erdtree #needle knight leda #character analysis #rambles

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