#<- about both of them btw. adam Gets that mark is so so so in loves with helly

[radioactive-yuri]

the main cast of severance are so silly and awesome but it is kinda funny how fixated on markhelly adam scott really is. meanwhile whenever sydney cole alexander is asked about natalie she always pulls some shit like "yeah haha it's been really fun getting to portray a character that really embodies a sort of existential terror involved with her job, and has essentially been hollowed out to serve as a vessel for an omnipotent and omnipresent yet ultimately unkind and unforgiving god,"

[graciegoeskrazy]

would you mind writing dad!Matty’s reaction to girly turning 18? like maybe him tearing up and she’s lightly poking fun at him while tearing up herself. I love your writing btw!!

warnings: fluff, cute tears!, singular mention of teen pregnancy, mentioned that r has brunette/black curls

a/n: blurbs r back! nothing serious, just something cute and sweet I wrote tonight (this was requested April 4th 2024 and I am immensely sorry🧍‍♀️)

...

18 years. 18 glorious, horrifying, amazing, challenging, sleepless, wonderful years. Matty told himself he wouldn’t shed a single tear on your birthday - not in front of you, and certainly not in front of the boys - but George caught him wiping away tears with the sleeve of his hoodie while wrapping presents and setting up a few decorations in the kitchen after he kissed you goodnight and sent you to bed.

“You doing alright over there?” George asked, not unkindly. He didn’t want to tease too much. Hell, he was feeling it too. But he still couldn’t stop himself from smiling at the sight of Matty getting all misty-eyed over pink candles and sparkly wrapping paper.

“Allergies,” Matty muttered, voice low and not even slightly convincing.

“Mhm, I bet. I got them too,” George replied with a pat on the back before heading up the stairs.

...

You woke up early - earlier than usual - and wasted no time heading downstairs. 18 wasn’t necessarily a birthday you had completely romanticized, but it was still exciting. Something about it felt important. Like it marked the start of a new chapter. Especially knowing your whole family was ready and waiting to greet you that morning.

George was the first you saw, bright and smiley as always when he saw you. “Is that the birthday girl I see? A whole eighteen-year-old?”

“Tis I,” you said dramatically, and he immediately swept you up into a tight hug, lifting you from your spot on the stairs and spinning you just enough to make you groan.

“George! I’m too old for this!”

“Nah. Never too old to be picked up by your favorite uncle,” he grinned, setting you down gently and ruffling your hair.

You made your way through a barely-conscious Adam and Ross, who were both cradling mugs of coffee like lifelines.

When you reached the other side of the room and stepped into the kitchen, that’s where you found your father. Arms crossed, dark curls matching yours, eyes suspiciously shiny.

“Oh, God. Don’t start,” you said immediately, already cringing.

“What! I didn’t do anything,” he insisted, voice breaking on the last syllable.

You laughed and launched yourself into him before he could get any worse. He caught you, arms wrapping tight around you like he still couldn’t believe you were real.

You stayed like that for a little while, tucked into his chest, swaying slightly like he didn’t want to let go.

“You’re so old, you know that? Adult daughter now and all…” you mumbled into his shirt.

He scoffed, “I just turned 36, Y/n.”

“Old,” you teased.

“Hey, isn’t it funny how Y/n’s the exact age Matty was when he had her?” Ross said suddenly, voice too loud in the quiet warmth of the kitchen.

The room went silent. You coughed awkwardly.

“Yes, Ross. What an interesting comparison,” you deadpanned.

Matty gave you a pointed look. “Don’t get pregnant.”

“Hadn’t planned on it,” you said, grimacing. “I’m not even dating anyone.”

“And neither was your father when you came along!” George added brightly, before Matty slapped a hand over his mouth mid-sentence.

“Jesus Christ, George,” he muttered, trying to hide his laugh.

George winked at you anyway, and you smiled.

...

You fell asleep against your father’s side that night, watching Hannah Montana: The Movie for what had to be the fiftieth time. The big party with friends could wait. For now, all you wanted was a quiet night in, junk food wrappers on the coffee table, cozy blankets in a nest around you, and your dad’s heartbeat steady against your ear.

“Hey,” he whispered gently, voice half-asleep himself. “Why don’t we get you in bed before you pass out for real, yeah?”

He went to sit up and pull away the comforters you had dragged from both your own bed and his, but you just groaned in protest and clung tighter to his arm.

“Nooooooooo. Just stay. Don’t wanna leave yet.”

He smiled softly, brushing your curls out of your face as you burrowed further into his side.

“Alright, baby. Whatever you say.”

He stayed there another hour, even after you started snoring softly. The TV played the Hoedown Throwdown for the second time, but he didn’t move. Didn’t want to.

Eventually, he gave in and let sleep take him too - still curled up on the couch, your messy mop of curls pressed into his cheek, your breath warm against his neck.

He woke up to sunlight pouring in through the curtains, your limbs tangled with his, and the undeniable thought that no matter how old you got, you’d always be his little girl.

[skrrtscree]

P3M MAKOTO YUKI MISCONCEPTIONS

To be honest, it kind of annoys me when people watch the persona 3 movies and come away with it with the wrong idea of what Makotos character is in them. I don't mean the people who don't like the movies or their portrayal of him. It's fine if you don't, btw. Media is subjective, and different people will take away different things from the same thing, but I feel like some people end up completely missing the mark and mischaractizing that version of him.

For all the odd choices the p3 movies make, I'm adamant that his character and his arc is the best part about them, so it kind of urks me when i see tharpeople take away from it is that 'he's emotionless and devoid of personality' or 'a complete asshole who doesn't care about anything' both of which is untrue in all the films.

CW: blood in one of the images (the car accident scene, it just shows the hand but still)

First of all, the whole him being 'rude and uncaring' thing; To be honest, nothing he says strikes me as rude, it all comes off as blunt and not fitting the situation (him asking if they can leave during the hospital scene, and his answer seemingly having no sympathy when they talk to Natsuki). Of course to those who don't know him that well, he comes off as cold especially since his facial expression or tone barely change.

And the uncaring bit continues to get debunked through every film. Even in the first film, where he's closed himself off and doesn't care about living. He awakens to his persona to protect Yukari, he helps Fuuka collect her stuff twice despite not knowing her and even listens to her talk about Natsuki, he summons a different persona and throws himself at the Priestess to save Junpei. He goes against what he was told to do and goes straight into Tartarus because of the fear that his team will die if he doesn't.

It's made clear in the first movie that despite avoiding connections with people, he still can't let people die, deep down he cares about those around him getting hurt and wants to prevent that. It seems to heavily be rooted by his PTSD of the accident, him getting flashbacks to it in both the second and third full moon at the thought of someone dying. He's willing to throw himself in danger, not giving up even if he gets hurt or could exhaust himself, he has no care about his life, but he still cares about those around him.

The only claim I could see holding weight is the 'no personality' part but that's mainly because he spends half of the first film following orders from other people, but that itself can be seen as part of him, he doesn't have any direction or any care about his life so he follows what everyone tells and wants from him. He fights because he was told hed make a great asset to the team, he stays behind because him going would make Yukari mad, he has no reason not to listen or any argument to refute it, and this is dismantled near the end where he refuses to listen when they tell him to run because he can't let anyone die.

This is all I've gathered from the first movie still, I could carry on for all of them (and there is alot to talk about in each one in regards to his character) but I think I've made my point. Not only does they continue to prove those points incorrect, his character continues to evolve with the events around him.

I don't think there's a right or wrong way to write or portray makoto. The movies are not the be- all-all-end all of his characterization, but when you're talking about or writing that specific version of him, just don't end up writing him in a way that completely contradicts what the film shows.

[tenacious-brute]

Ah yes. Uh. My stupid JJK AU I made today. I drew my concept for Toji in like the span of an hour and a half- so its not PEAK work but its certainly doable. I have a roster of these to draw now so....

You can ask about it btw I have like. Many, many things to say. Uhh quick info dump of Toji under the break.

He comes from a family of incredibly powerful Djinn. They're known for their most impressive techniques of shadow-weaving/walking, massive shapeshifting capacity, and summoning of lesser (but still powerful) spirits. Of course, he didn't get any of these. Rather he just has the terrible strength and an adamant refusal to be killed. Because of his lack of genuine "magics", his family had attempted to wipe him from the face of the planet quite a few times as he grew. He wasn't worth anything to them without their abilities, after all. They accidentally created a monster beyond their comprehension with this behavior, in the form of an unwavering, unrelenting, brutal being trapped in a shitty mortal form he dislikes without any qualms for risking his own life.

So now, Toji holds the title of hunter, hunter of those deemed deities by humans and hunters of "monsters". He's got the blood of ancient beings on his hands, and he won't stop until he slaughters the last of the highest beings that have influenced mortals. If they couldn't accept them, then he'll just have to rip them all apart at the seams (and make cash while he does it.)

Speaking of his job, he sells parts of the beings he kills to humans. Furs, skins, scales, bones, teeth, relics, and more. He collects them all himself, which satiates some weird desire he has, to feel as if he's getting his "trophies" fair and square. He's got many human buyers, as he consistently came through with increasingly valuable items.

Tattoos/markings on Djinn normally signify what their capacities are for magic, but Toji's don't glow, and are a different color than the rest of his family. They're not traditional markings either, so they look a lot more like tattoos on him. He's also lacking in the gradient skin color others in his family may have, alongside having scarring that most wouldn't accumulate or keep the way he has. This helps him pass as a human. He's got a foot in both worlds and belongs in neither.

Okay yeah feel free to ask questions btw I've got lots of brain thoughts!!

[officialchristiancagebbgirlblog]

Can I have early 2000's Edge x Fem reader with prompt 13 along with "I love you simply because you're you" + “I got you" with soft smut and fluff after he sees her scares from a tsunami?

13: “no, no I’m not ready for it to end yet. Not like this”

Word count: 1678

Warnings: panic attack, fingering

Fic type: fluff and smut

Link to masterlist

Tag: @judgementdaysunshine

Hope this is okay! Haven’t written anything in a while as I’ve had a deadline I desperately needed to focus on but that’s done, I’m finished with uni for a few months now, and I’m going to slowly ease myself back into writing! Sorry if this one is a bit shabby, my brain still needs to kick in first

Edit 29/05: so I’m starting the writing today but I’m gonna do something a little cheeky. I’m going to merge the three requests into one as I feel that’ll make my job easier! Hopefully this makes sense lmao. It’s not a full smut just foreplay btw!

Happy reading 🩷

Arriving home after a long stretch of weeks away was always appreciated. Sure, there were a million and one things to do but you both enjoyed the mundane life after the hectic travelling and living out of a suitcase life. Although you enjoyed being back in your shared space with Adam, you were still fixated on your most recent match with the Right To Censor. Unfortunately it ended with a loss on your end. A particularly rough one too. You were lucky not to walk away with any injuries, but let’s just say that Ivory had left you in a bit of a state. Sporting green and purple bruises, you also had red scratches all over your upper body and lower legs from where she had dug her claws in. The shame of both losing and wearing that loss had really brought your confidence down.

Adam had repeatedly tried to get you to tell him what was wrong so he could help but to no avail. Getting the words out of you was like pulling teeth. It wasn’t until you both got into the bathroom, intending to share a relaxing bath together that he was finally able to get through to you.

“Don’t look a second…” you said, waiting for him to turn around while you slowly began to lift your shirt. Adam raised his eyebrow and sighed, walking over to you instead.

“Baby, I’ve seen you naked so many times, you know I don’t care about bruising, stretch marks, or whatever. It’s natural!” He cooed, gently running his hand over your soft hair. Still, you recoiled your hands to cover your face.

“No, don't hide away from me. Let me see your face!" He chuckled, slipping fingers under your palms to pull them back down, “I love you simply because you're you. Here. Let me show you.”

He leant in to plant a soft kiss on your lips, his mouth warm and wet as it made contact. It wasn’t long before you melted fully into it. Slowly removing your clothes for you, he dropped them on the cool floor beside you as he worked on removing your bra. Once that was gone and flung out of the way, he moved his lips to your soft breasts allowing his tongue to circle over your perked up nipples. You gasped in pleasure feeling his hot breath tickle the skin. But before he could get even further with enjoying his time there, the phone in the bedroom rang. The shrill tone made you both jump out of your skin. Grumbling, he planted a quick kiss on the valley between your breasts before walking over to answer the phone. Although you couldn’t hear him, you quickly figured out it was his best friend, Jay. You gleaned this information by the smirk and rolling eyes as soon as he started speaking on the other end.

“What do you mean we have to leave, what are you talking about?”

That sentence piqued your interest. Jay was suggesting that they left? Why?

“Are you sure? But that doesn’t…really happen here man.” It seemed that Adam was, well, adamant that Jay was ribbing him about something. But his raised eyebrows and smirk disappeared when he got his response.

“Shit, okay. Okay. Thank you for letting me know, I really appreciate it…no we’ll be okay, thank you for the offer though. I think there’s a hotel that’s not too far away we can go to…thankfully my mom is looking after her so it’ll be okay. Even if she was here, they accept dogs.”

You wondered what on Earth they were talking about until they said their goodbyes and hung up the phone.

“Okay I know we just got back, but get dressed, pack the important stuff. We have to go now.”

“Why, what’s going on?”

“I’ll explain in the car, please just trust me.”

So you did as you were told, spending the next 15 minutes preparing for something unknown. When in the car, Adam explained that there were concerns of a possible tsunami in the area. It wasn’t easy to predict nor was it that frequent where you both lived but apparently there was a high probability of one occurring nearby. It wasn’t like you guys lived that close to the coastline, but you were close enough that you would be affected by it. You felt a shock of anxiety and panic overcome your body as Adam drove you both to a hotel further inland in hopes of getting a room until it was safe to return home. You were never that great with dealing with natural disasters like that. Being an over-thinker did have its quirks: you would typically be exceptionally prepared for any situation no matter how unlikely, but you also had to deal with the terrible voice in your head that told you all about the horrible things that could go wrong.

“No, no I’m not ready for it to end yet. Not like this.” You mumbled to yourself with eyes squeezed shut, gripping the soft fabric of your trousers. Even if it was to be a minor tsunami, it still rocked you the wrong way regardless. Trying his best to calm you, Adam reached over with his spare hand to gently squeeze your thigh. It was a small gesture but it still meant the world to you. Even if you couldn’t reciprocate or assure him you were fine.

Finally after an unusually long car ride, you reached the hotel and got yourselves a room for three nights. It seemed lots of other people who live in your area had the same idea as the line for booking a room almost led out the door.

“Thank god they had a room available!” Adam sighed, dropping the bags you both had packed on the carpeted floor and plopping himself down in the bed.

“Weren’t we going to share a bath?” You asked, voice higher than usual. The anxiety was still raging inside of your chest but you hoped that by keeping the topic away from current events it would help you return to your regular calm state. Adam simply smiled at you with a sympathetic gleam in his eye.

“Will it help you calm down?” He questioned, pushing himself back up to walk over to you. Nodding quickly you took his hand to pull him into the bathroom as he chuckled. Any and all distractions would be sufficient for you at this point.

For a hotel that didn’t cost an arm and a leg to book, the bathroom was surprisingly fancy! There was a deep bath tucked up against the wall along with a large standing shower next to it. You were used to being in cheaper hotels that either had a combination bath and shower, or just a shower. So this was a nice change! The rest of the room had lovely decorations that were in good taste too. Adam had begun to fill the bath with warm water, shedding his clothes to throw in a forgotten corner. Stepping behind you, he planted slow and gentle kisses to the back of your head, neck, and shoulders as he removed your hastily thrown-on attire. The moist softness of his pink lips sent shivers down your body as he kissed down the middle of your back.

“The bath’s taking a while to fill…” you remarked, “maybe we could…have some fun. While we wait?”

Shuffling around, he now stood in front of you with cheeks flushed red and a cheeky grin plastered on his face. He wasted no time in continuing his actions from earlier before a certain someone decided to interrupt the pair of you. Except this time he went straight for that area that you so desperately needed him. Feeling his open mouth hook onto your nipple almost sent you over the edge right there and then. His hands caressed your body, gripping your thighs and pulling one of your legs up to lean against his hip.

“Let me give you a little idea of what I’m going to do to you later.” He whispered, his lips just barely ghosting over your ear. You felt his hand slide between your legs, gasping as he began to rub small circles over your clit. He didn’t rub for too long as he was focused on giving you exactly what you needed. So it didn’t take long before his long, warm fingers slipped inside the wetness of your cunt. That simple feeling of being stretched caused you to moan loudly, gripping his arms tight as he moved his lips to your exposed neck, kissing and nibbling at the sensitive skin. The room began to warm up and not just because of the hot water. The excitement of getting the pleasure from your boyfriend made it difficult to focus on anything. Hell, you even forgot why you were in the hotel in the first place!

“I got you, baby.” He groaned, feeling you tighten around his pumping fingers. Whines fell from your mouth with the faster he fingered you. In all honesty, you wanted his cock more but with how long his fingers were, it calmed the desperation for him. At least for now. But just as you felt your stomach thing itself in knots over the pleasure, he pulled his fingers out.

“You’re such a dick…” you mumbled, annoyed and horny for him. He let out a soft giggle as he maintained eye contact, bringing his fingers to his mouth to lick off your desperation, taking his sweet time. He always knew how to tease you and keep you yearning for more. By now the bath was filled and at the right temperature so you both got yourselves ready to relax together. The heat of the water made your skin sting as it made contact but it was just perfect enough that you almost completely forgot about the anxiety you experienced that day. Sure, you knew it would come back afterwards but as long as you had Adam on your side, you knew you’d be okay.

[cabbt]

For the ask game!

6.) Do you own any TMNT merchandise? 27.) What is something you love to see in TMNT art/fics? 40.) Do you give the turtles tails? And connected to that last question, do you adhere to the “three digits per hand” rule and do you ever stay up at night thinking over the mechanics of having two fingers and a thumb per hand and how that would effect everything particularly martial arts and if it’s hard to knit/crochet/sew and then despair because you just realized the turtles canonically cannot play frets on a guitar- because I sure do XD

Thanks for your lovely fic btw! It’s one of the highlights of my week, and has motivated me to continue with my own tmnt fic (the first fanfic I have ever written lol) <3

Aww thank you! I'm glad my fic is helping you with yours! Writing has never been something I thought I would ever enjoy as I used to hate writing anything back in highschool, but now it's one of my favorite hobbies, even if I only ever posted one of my stories online. So I'm really happy that it's helping you with yours too. <3

Now onto the questions!

6.) Do you own any TMNT merchandise? Not many honestly, I've never been much for figurines in general, and I never really liked having keychains or stickers. I prefer building my own things, like booknooks or miniatures, but those are never TMNT related sadly. At least I haven't found any. But I did get the 40th anniversary comic collection, and obviously not official, but a friend of mine actually hand printed the first 40 chapters of Adam for me! :D

I still have yet to print out the poster I made for the story and place it on the cover, but it's definitely my prized TMNT item for sure.

27.) What is something you love to see in TMNT art/fics? I like just casual cuddling or cute stories about family and friendship. I do like when there's action, but really angsty stuff tend to make me depressed, so I mostly stay away from them, though a few slip through the cracks sometimes. I like reading simple stories about a turtle having a cold or seeing drawings of one brothers helping another, stuff like that. It doesn't need to be detailed to be good in my eye.

40.) Do you give the turtles tails? Generally, no. I have nothing against them in concept, I just like to follow canon as much as possible, and in canon, they don't have them. I know that Mirage has them, and they only removed them after that because of the way they looked on figurines, but I kept seeing so many art of Rise Raph with a long and spiky tail (pretty much every fanart of him has it, really), and now I can't see him without one and it just clashes with the way he looks in the show.

With that said, I'll sometimes place some and sometimes not, but outside of Rise Raph, if I was to do tails on the others of any iterations, I do prefer when they're short and round rather than long and pointy. Just a personal preference though.

And as for the extra question, I do definitely say they need to have three digits per hand. I don't think about the day to day life with them too hard, but once in a while it'll creak back in, like man, using chopsticks must be so hard with three fingers. One thing I always wondered though is, how do they do quotation marks with their hands? Since it's made with two fingers, do they like... use their entire hands and make it look weird, or do they use just one finger and be inacurate? That's one thing that I will never really know.

It reminds me of a scene in 2003 where they had to infiltrate the purple dragons' secret hideout, and the secret code was to lift 3 fingers in the air, but since they only ever had 3 fingers, they just showed their entire hands, and somehow, the guy at the entrance didn't notice anything wrong?? At least in 1987, when Raph asked for 4 tickets to a movie and showed both his hands for it, the lady at the desk was confused for a moment. Idk, just thought it was funny.

Wow, this ask ended up being way longer than I thought it would be. But thanks for asking, and good luck on your story! <3

[sinosauropteryx--prima]

National Fossil: Peru

We���re continuing our travels through South America and the next stop is Peru.

Once again, you get to vote on which one should represent the nation. As always, it could be a fossil that is just exceptionally well preserved and beautiful, had a huge impact on paleontology and our knowledge of the past, is very common/representative of the area, is beloved and famous in the public eye, is just a very unique and interesting find, or has any other justification.

Perucetus: The first contestant has just been described earlier this year. Named after its home country, the giant whale made headlines because it might be the heaviest animal that ever lived, even surpassing the modern blue whale (just keep in mind that this is still very much up for debate as Perucetus‘ estimated size range spans from “just“ 85 t to well over 300 t; Art by Adam Works)

Livyatan: In case one giant whale is not enough, Peru also offers you Livyatan, named after the biblical monster. It was first discovered in Peru, where it lived about 30 million years after Perucetus. It was similar in size to its modern cousin, the sperm whale. (Art by Balasz Petheo)

Megalodon: It seems to be an unspoken rule of paleo that you cannot mention Livyatan without pointing out that they shared a habitat and directly competed with megalodon, fighting brutal battles to the death (honestly, they were probably both chill and just stayed out of each others way, but whatever…). Since it had a global distribution, picking megalodon as a National Fossil might be a bit controversial - on the other hand: There have been fossils found in Peru and no other country has claimed the giant shark yet, so this is your chance to call dibs on the famed movie monster.

Inkayacu: Next up is a cute penguin! Well, cute might be the wrong word considering it was almost as tall as me. Inkayacu lived about 35 million years ago during the Eocene (btw great time to be a giant penguin) and is known from very well preserved fossils, including feathers. From the material researcher could even tell its coloration and unlike its modern relatives, Inkayacu was reddish-brown and grey. (Art by Ripley Cook)

Thalassocnus: Ground sloths are among the most iconic prehistoric South American fauna, and this one is not just your regular weird giant ground sloth - it was a semi-aquatic giant ground sloth! There are multiple species of these guys known, all from slightly different ages. They show very well how they transitioned to a more aquatic lifestyle over time, making them a great example for evolution in progress. (Art by Mark Witton)

Macrauchenia: Lastly we have the “long llama“ as the name translates. Since today llamas (well, vicunas, but same difference) are Perus national animal, I wanted to give an option that resembles them. Macrauchenia actually belongs to a now extinct line of hoofed mammals that lived in South America back when the continent was still separated from all other land masses. While they weren‘t too closely related to our modern camels and llamas, they probably filled a similar niche. (Art by Olga Kobrina)

[hunterwritesstuff]

How do you write the victims of Mandela Catalogue?(Mark, Cesar, Adam, and Jonah)

Ahh, Victim crew! Sure!

🔫 Mark is a quiet man, but when he gets comfy around someone, he can be pretty excited!

🔫 Him and Cesar have known each other since like, 2nd grade and have been close ever since!

🔫 When he was a kid, Mark was the typical shy kid, hiding behind his mom when Cesar first met him, scared of the outgoing boy.

🔫 He's used to being dragged around by Cesar for things. He tried fighting it at first, but Cesar is a LOT STRONGER THAN HE LOOKS.

🔫 Doesn't help that Mark is built like an Iphone. Er...Blackberry? Whatever mobile phones they had back then, Mark has that build.

🔫 Aroace. I don't make the rules.

🔫 Classic Catholic boy. Prays, goes to church, confesses his sins, probably has trauma, yk.

🔫 He's given himself a heart attack with his left-out laundry on multiple occasions.

🔫 Doesn't really talk much with his parents, as both work a lot.(Mom works at the church, dad is elsewhere.) Thanks to this, his personal hygiene isn't the best.(He doesn't wanna risk contact with them.)

🔫 Honestly, he probably sees Dave as his dad more than his actual dad.

🔫 Oh yeah, I see Dave as his Uncle btw. Do with that what you will.

📞 Cesar is pretty much the opposite of Mark, being very outgoing and friendly with other people.

📞 Like, sometimes, Mark has to drag Cesar out of church to get his ass home levels of outgoing.

📞 Cesar is very much cishet. Don't be weird about it.

📞 He will fuck up anyone who gets on Mark's ass. Again, he's stronger than he looks.

📞 If the bowtie comes off, heaven help you.

📞 or Hell.

📞 God and Satan will turn the other way if that happens, probably.

📞 Aside from that, he's a great cook!

📞 If he hears you say something bad about one of his friends, he's just gonna. kick you out.

📞 I don't remember if this is canon, but idc, Cesar and his family is hispanic, I don't make the rules.

📞 That's why he's so good at cooking! His mom gave him some good recipes!

📞 If he's having a bad day, he'll just sorta. Grab himself some orange sorbet out of the freeze and go through it until he feels better.

📞 Alternate Cesar, however...

📞 Alternate Cesar is a bit of a cunt.

📞 Manipulative, emotionally devastating, lying, and cunning, Alt Cesar is pretty much everything that Cesar himself isn't.

📞 If by some chance, he gets attached to someone, heaven help them, because Gabriel sure as Hell can't control him.

📞 Not in a bad way, mind you, he still has enough cognitive thinking that he knows not to hurt someone he cares about.

📞 He'll just be overly possessive and protective of them.

🍎 Adam Murray! Oh boy, my favorite Victim! :D

🍎 Not gonna show too much favoritism here though.

🍎 Low empathy. RIGHT OFF THE BAT, THIS GUY HAS LOW EMPATHY.

🍎 Alternate or not, he's got low empathy and it SHOWSSS.

🍎 He has an AFFINITY for apple flavored shit.

🍎 Apple pies, apple cobblers, apple juice, apples, apple pudding, apple sauce, apple candy, candy apples, apple tarts, ANYTHING APPLE, THIS GUY LOVES.

🍎 That being said, if someone gives him anything SOUR that's apple flavored, he'll feel betrayed and never forgive them. He doesn't like sour shit.

🍎 Because "that shit hurts my mouf :("

🍎 He did care about Evelin, he just had issues showing that.

🍎 He tried sharing his interests with her, it sucks that his interests are vague prophecies and hunting down demons or ghosts.

🍎 Has a weird dislike for sports.

🍎 Probably because he can't wear his hoodie.

🍎 Seriously, Sarah swears this guy never washes his hoodie.

🍎 He does well in almost no classes aside from like, history.

🍎 This guy could tell you NOTHING about the Pythagorean theorem, but he could tell you JUST HOW MANY PEOPLE DIED IN WORLD WAR ONE.

🍎 He has morbid interests.

🍕 I don't write much with Jonah, but like, dude is UNIRONICALLY A HARDCORE SHAGGY KINNIE.

🍕 He tried pitching the idea of getting an animal mascot for the Bythorne Paranormal Society.

🍕 This didn't work.

🍕 Jonah was very sad.

🍕 Bakes on occasion.

🍕 One of said things he can bake is probably easy to guess.

🍕 Pizza connoisseur.

🍕 The only way to get this guy to lay off your pizza is to order pineapple on your pizza.

🍕 Pothead, I'm sorry.

Sorry there ain't much for Jonah, I don't know how to write him much. I hope you enjoy the stuff! <3

[gethooked]

Here's my thoughts from tonight's dynamite

Hook vs Samoa Joe main event, ok I'm totally not nervous at all. This video package feels like it's a ppv. Ok but Hook's voice 😍 he needs to talk more. His slow walk oml.

Christian Cage vs Dustin Rhodes where did this match come from. I hate how Christian walks and I don't know why. Nick Wayne though 😍. Dustin's theme reminds of his Goldust theme. I honestly think Christian is going to win. Christian got yeeted over those steps oml. I feel like Dustin has been wrestling for 100 years, but I might actually cry when he retires. Hopefully he has a match for his retirement match. Not Nick trying to cheat. Yes Dustin, yambag jones, yambag city like Taz said. Dustin beat Nick's ass. Yess, get Nick out of here. (I love you Nick) Christian taking Adam's move 🫨 what did I say Christian was gonna win.

Who's house? Swerve's house! The way Swerve laughs is so weird to me. Renee looks sooooo pretty tonight. Did Swerve quote Harry Styles or am I going insane. Swerve's house!

Just looking at S🤮mmy passes me off. From what I've heard about Jericho recently I don't like him. A pizza cutter? Maybe he will cut your hair. Sydallllll!!!! Sydal beat Jericho before? Never knew that. At least we get to see Sydal.

Orange Cassidy and Trent with Chuck say whatttt... since when was he back. Hopefully OC and Trent win. Oh wait Penta and Komander... this match is gonna be a banger. Trust me I know bangers. Cero Miedo! I love that Rey's back too. Classic OC. I think my dogs like wrestling because whenever wrestling is on they have to wrestle to. They even do their own promos. Ok sorry back to the actual match. I hate picture in picture I get distracted by the commercials. So far I've been right about the winnings for 2 matches. Let's see how many more I can get. Bruh the undisputed kingdom can suck a fat one. Roddy shut the fuck up. Why are YOU trying to tell him what to do. Belongs to you? Bitch what? I agree with the other fans. OC another match?

Hangman you look different, did you dye your hair? Grow a mustache? Again Renee is sooo pretty. He doesn't think about Swerve? Yeah right. Hangman never threaten HOOK like that again.

This might make me cry. Rip Jay. Rest in Heaven. Poor Mark, he already looks emotional. #DemBoys period girl!! Good for you! The love Mark has for his niece is so cute. Now I'm gonna cry for real. The fact that Jay was a family man breaks my heart.

The bucks? What the hell happened to their faces. Nicholas and Matthew is crazyyyyy. Hypothetical he's using that word to much fr. Stiiiiiiiinnnnngggggggg. #changetheworld the shade towards cm punk is my favorite thing. Sweetheart is crazy.

Bullet club gold. Honestly I only like Jay. Mogul embassy? This match is gonna go crazy. I loveee Prince Nana. I think Toa missed. BCG won, knew that was gonna happen. We love Bowens btw. Scissor me Daddy Ass.

Wardlow? Adam Cole? Get off my screen sellouts.

Toni on commentary? Oml i love her but her gimmick gets irritating after awhile in my opinion. Deonna vs Anna? Deonna has to win. If I see anyone make comments about Deonna I will personally beat you the fuck up. What does virtuosa even mean? Yes Deonna as you should. Toni's faces are sooo funny bro. Poor Luther. Right in the what? Poor Taz. They must have been watching a telenovela. (I'm mexican I can make that joke)

Top Flight vs Private Party? I want Top Flight to win, butttt I think PP is going to win since Marq Quen is back. Idk I just hope both teams have fun. I loveeee PP's theme. Aww he gave away his durag. Same thing with TF's theme. I've been loving Darius' hair braided. What did Taz call them? I love when Zay does that little scream. Wasn't Darius on the ropes? Andretti? We love him too.

Hook vs Joe? Bae's gotta win this. Come on Hook. Hook looks so majestic. I'm gonna cry my poor Hookie. Joe you didn't have to actually have to kill him.

[miku-miku-autism-beam]

Hi!!! I am here with the promised etymology fact! I have a few smaller tidbit ones soo yeah

Helicopter! Most people think it divides into heli+copter (think heli-pad) but actually it's helico+pter!

Helico meaning spiral (as in helix) and pter meaning fly/flight! The same as in pterodactyl which, btw, is ptero+dactyl

Dactyl means fingers so pterodactyl litrly means flying fingers or finger flier! It's also the same dactyl that appears in polydactyly which is poly (many) plus dactyl!

Another one i really like is the difference bw and Elegy and a Eulogy! They're both poem kinda things that you say when someone dies like in memory of them, but an Elegy is about mourning the one who died while a Eulogy is about celebrating and appreciating the life they lived, it has a more happy vibe! Which makes a lot of sense when you see that the prefix 'eu-' is usually used to denote happiness and good feelings. Think euphoria!

The seeming exception to that is euthanasia, but it ends up making sense when you see that euthanasia originally meant 'a good death' which is a nice way of thinking about it if you ask me!

Another cool one is how the Fruit that adam and eve ate in the Bible came to be an apple. In the Bible it's never actually mentioned the the fruit is an apple, we don't know what fruit it is! The thing is though, that in Latin, the word for general Fruits was also often used as the word for apple (malum), not only that, the Latin word for 'Bad' is written and pronounced in a very similar way, so the theory is that somehwere in all the translation, 'Bad Fruit' got condenswd down to just. Apple. Cuz it all sounded similar!

Speaking of Latin 'bad', the word is Malum (there are some accent marks but i forget them rn) which is where we get the suffix 'mal-' for bad things! Like maleficent, malnourished, malcontent.

Another kinda funny one is Rhinoceros! Rhino means Nose. Think rhinoplasty, rhinitis(inflammation in the nose), rhinovirus (the common cold).

Ceros comes froma root word that basically means like. Stone? Thorn? I am not 100% sure rn but something like that. So rhinoceros litrly just means Nose-Stone lmao

Soeaking of Ceros, it's also where we get the word Keratin! The stuff out hair and nails r made of. So that's cool

Last one, u know the words 'human' and 'man'?? U ever wonder why they don't have the same plural endings when they're so similar?? Well the thing is they sound very similar but they're actually from completely different roots! Like. Not even the same root language. Human comes from the latin 'humanus' which has prety much the same meaning.

But 'man' comes from Germanic roots! Think german and the slavic languages, which is a completely seperate language system with its own grammar rules to latin and the Romance languages (french italian spanish etc. Languages that descended from the language of Rome hence the name)

Which is why their modern day remnants human and man also follow different grammar rules, the rules of their root languages!

Anyway i hope me rambling on was not boring i personally find this so cool one time i sent my friend a good half hour long ramble about this. Thank you for asking!!!

this were really interesting i know almost nothing about this besides the bad one(learned about it in spanish class) so it was fun to learn about it

[uriayx]

ooo, can you tell me about your tmc au? It looks really cool!

OOGOHOHOHOHOOHOH. YOU HAVE MADE A HORRID MISTAKE. <333333 there's a full rundown pinned on my blog if you want something more professional and in-depth (plus 4 out of 10 total character designs if you wanna draw em!!!) but here's a more basic rundown

so basically, I was playing TOTK when I made this and i got like- the sword from Skyward Sword????? and it reminded me of how Link and Zelda are cursed to be reborn over and over again to fight Ganon. In short, I took inspo from that idea and applied it to TMC- Cesar and Mark are passed-down reincarnations of gods, but they've been reincarnated so far down that they dismiss any sort of clue to them being gods as "just a coincidence." When Cesar and Mark die (with Cesar getting fused with Alt!Cesar), they are reincarnated as Adam and Jonah- Cesar -> Adam, Mark -> Jonah

Also, there's a fic also pinned!!! just fused the 1st and 2nd chapters bc i didnt like the flow lmao..........a few things of note btw is that jonah is she/he, mark and adam are trans guys, and Alt and Cesar live in the same body but aren't the same person, as they both occupy Adam

also Gabriel plays a part with Thatcher, Adam has a little sister named Mary, and Evelyn and Adam are still dating (though I plan on making it very background) (and also the oc bitch in my pfp is there bc i ran out of characters. their name is sketchka)

read the fic if you want im sosososoos glad you're interested in it <333333

[arson-artist]

🛐📼

thanks for the ask!

i think it’s only fair to answer these for my tmc f/os (Gabe and Cesar, but i ended up rambling about my entire au so other characters are included)

🛐 - are you or your f/o spiritual ?

not exactly… obviously the source content is very heavily based around christianity and religious themes. but my s/i and f/os are all alternates, and we’re pretty much just taking advantage of human religion to manipulate and destroy humanity.

Gabriel does sometimes consider himself a “god” since he created all the alternates, and he believes that he is saving humanity by destroying it. everyone else is a silly little creature.

(btw no disrespect if you are christian or religious, i personally am not so this is my au)

🛐 - do you and your f/o have any daily routines / rituals ?

not really, we all go out once a day to torment humanity, but other than that we kinda just do whatever.

one thing that’s not really a daily routine but happens pretty often is Gabriel letting me brush and braid his hair, cause it’s relaxing for both of us. also Cesar gives me a rose every single day and i have no idea what to do with them help.

extra au lore that no one asked for: all the alternates mainly reside in a parallel dimension/reality (kinda similar to the backrooms), Cesar and Adam were turned into alternates, and Mark and Jonah ended up living with us (still as humans), because Six insisted on not killing them.

📼 - is your f/o more lighthearted or serious? do they like to joke around or play pranks?

Cesar is very lighthearted, he plays harmless pranks sometimes but rarely on me.

Gabriel is mostly serious, he actually rarely smiles when he’s not tormenting humans (and when he is it’s not a genuine smile it’s just to freak them out). his definition of a prank would be killing someone’s family or burying them alive. (he would get along with Cartman tbh)

and since this question is based on Six: he’s like the perfect balance between responsible/serious about his job, and just having fun joking around and being silly. he loves annoying Gabriel, and fun fact Gabriel can’t actually do anything about it (haha skill issue), Six has almost the same level of authority/power that he has.

📼 - does your f/o smoke or drink ? if they offer you a hit/sip/whatever, do you accept ?

drugs literally don’t affect us because we’re not human, so it would be pointless. everyone who was originally an alternate (so not Cesar or Adam) pretty much doesn’t understand drugs or how they work. Jonah and Adam used to do drugs (mainly weed) and Jonah still does sometimes.

link to the ask game

[scampfire]

Glad to see you're excited :) Will dm you what I have so far once I'm a little less busy if that's alright.

I would love to introduce you to the community! Can't right now, sadly as you saw I'm supposed to be taking a break from tumblr, but when I return that would be great! Feel free to look around it yourself, might be nice to check it out.

Yes I will! And ooh, I like reading a lot, so I'd always be open for more book suggestions! Please gimme

Sorry that I took a while to respond, just quite busy right now lol

Have a nice day/night!

Cookies? 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪

-✨anon✨

Yessss. I get to see the comic. Okay I'll give you a few book recommendations. 1st: "If we were villains" by M. L. Rio. This book is popular I think? It's not unknown. It's about a group of friends who are all actors in an art school. Things get heated and one morning one of them is found dead in the lake. I can't describe it that well, but trust me. This book destroyed my life but it's so fucking good.

2nd: "They both die at the end" by Adam Silvera. Also popular. There's this organization called 'Death Cast' who calls people when they die in the next 24 hours. The book is about two young boys, one is 18 and the other one is 17, who both got the call. They don't know each other but decide to spend their last day together and live their whole life in just one day. It's also queer. While you know how this book ends, it hits you right in the face out of nowhere. You don't see it coming. This one also destroyed my life, but it was totally worth it.

3rd: "Ella Minnow Pea" by Mark Dunn. Kinda popular? Okay wow I only read popular books. Sorry if you know them already. Anyway. There's this tiny Island and the people living there praise language like a god. They have this monument with this famous sentence 'the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy frog." One day a letter falls off. Their government decides it's a sign and forbids the use of this fallen letter. Over time, more and more letters fall off, and their society falls too.

That's all recommendations for now. Btw it's okay if you take long to respond. But I gotta make a tag for you so I can find your asks. I totally forgot what we talked about last time. Anyway, have a good day/night too! Love you!

[vivacissimx]

can you expand on rhaenyra's maladaptive relationships

re: this post

Sure! So this is book canon obviously, but Rhaenyra as a child is described as precocious, bright, appropriately socialized, and we see that she's able to adapt to life after her mother who doted on her passed away (excited about a tourney, being involved in her father's second marriage celebrations). She does well at her job as a cupbearer. All good and normal development.

A few years following Viserys I's marriage to Alicent Hightower, we find that she has become intensely attached to Criston Cole (only had eyes for him) despite being mocked for it by Alicent and having other suitors. She grows up in a court where grown noblefolk whisper against her claim & she knows it. Dresses dramatically to make a statement due to the breakdown in communication between her and Alicent/Viserys, she's also seemingly unable to bond with her siblings. When Daemon returns to King's Landing, Rhaenyra is adamant that he stay, and whatever happened between them it's clear that she at least strongly attached herself to him. This is all intense stuff, her all or nothing attitude to relationships, & the result of growing up in a less than united home where her place was uncertain.

I wouldn't call Rhaenyra's triangle with Laenor & Harwin maladaptive today, but for the time period it is a bit of malicious compliance. Viserys orders her to get married, claim her seat on Dragonstone, and multiply? No problem *has 3 kids with Harwin* (best boys in the world btw). Harwin is at least somewhat emotionally entangled there, rumored to be by her side in the birthing chambers and spending his time at her keep despite being heir to Harrenhal, but Rhaenyra's feelings for him are conspicuously absent. So was it love? A bit of a fuck you? A nervous latching onto Harwin? Maybe some of each.

Rhaenyra does have nervous ticks & anxiety as well, ofc.

Her bodice often glittered with pearls and diamonds, and there were always rings on her fingers. Whenever she was anxious, she would turn them compulsively, round and round. Though Rhaenyra could be charming, she was quick to anger and never forgot a slight. --SSM

Anxiety, anger issues, basically maladaptive behaviors that indicate all the uncertainty of her position in the realm & in her family taking a toll on her.

Daemon is obviously the most intense relationship of them all; even after claiming Dragonstone Rhaenyra always kept him close and Laena dies it's implied they fall into bed with each other very fast. Part of a pattern where Rhaenyra never stays single long (in general periods when people go through romantic/sexual partners in rapid succession aren't during the most stable moments in their lives). A fear of being alone doesn't mean she doesn't love her partners but it presents a question mark

Daemon is a combination of everything--her family like Viserys, her husband like Laenor, her lover like Harwin, their shared grief over Laena. This is a headcanon but I think Daemon knows all that & that Rhaenyra and Daemon had a push-pull thing with control. Rhaenyra sending Daemon to kill Vaemond Velaryon. Daemon sleeping with Mysaria under her nose. Rhaenyra saying it's fine cause she's busy ruling. Daemon taking vengeance for Lucerys into his own hands in a very... flashy manner. Rhaenyra summoning him whenever she had a need. She did that back-and-forth before with Viserys as well, considering that Viserys was constantly giving her & Alicent gifts/honors etc to appease them, as proof of his love.

King Viserys loved both his wife and daughter, and hated conflict and contention. He strove all his days to keep the peace between his women, and to please both with gifts and gold and honors. --F&B: Heirs of the Dragon

There's a lot said about her stress-eating once she takes the throne, isolating herself in the Red Keep, having her children at her side 24/7 after losing several sons, her sudden flip in trust in the dragonseeds when Mysaria advises her to and is once of the only councilors left to her (which probably led Rhaenyra to placing more trust in her that she should have). In case I haven't stressed it enough, Rhaenyra doesn't do well alone! She relies on her supporters because she learned to at a young age, is hypersensitive to the thought of losing them, and has explosive reactions to betrayal.

It's not that any of these things are 'unreasonable,' it's just that they're all learned behaviors that are not random nor do they arise for no reason. Rhaenyra is a survivor, with all that implies. Her story very much reflects that.

[chaibewriting]

GENERATIONAL DAMAGE 

prince! enji todoroki x poc friendly! fem! reader x platonic! todoroki kiddos

content warning: alcohol mentioned but no one is drunk, breeding, creampie, overstimulation, fellatio (f! receiving), afab! reader, manhandling, bruising and marks, choking, fingering, mating press, different positions are mentioned, prey/predator dynamic, unprotected sex, multi-gasms, poor reader gets stuffed repeatedly, pregnancy mention (as expected), this has not been beta-read, there’s other things in here that i am too lazy to tag but nothing too horrible 

word count: 8.2k 

author's note: welcome to another chapter! this boy's long overdue so i hope you enjoy it! reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated especially if you want to keep reading more! thanks! btw the taglist is still open!

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HER day couldn’t get any better than this, it beat having to spend some time back at her kingdom doing little to nothing aside from attending a few meetings here and there, and it certainly beats having to stay in that stuffy dining room with Enji and his mother for the entirety of breakfast. Y/N had decided to sit with the children for the time being for the duration of the meal, even going as far as to try some of the sludge that had been prepared for their nourishment (which she quickly regretted upon getting a taste of it). Well, that was one thing to put on her list for things to change once she got married to the prince. 

As you sat at the table with the children, you looked around at all of them in curiosity, listening to them chat about random things as kids do. Minji had disappeared to do her work while you decided to stay there in the servant's quarters. Dabi and Keigo happened to be the oldest of the bunch so they had been given the task of watching the younger kids but now that you were here you were giving them a little break and allowed them to chat with each other. 

You observed the conversation between the bubbly blonde and the redhead, chuckling softly to yourself as you noticed how quick Dabi was to blush whenever Keigo would say something cutesy to him. How could a four-year-old be so flirtatious? It made you laugh just thinking about it. 

Time seemed to fly by as you sat there, getting acquainted with all of the children as if they were your own, you even asked their opinion about whatever they wanted to talk about, enjoying yourself as they rambled on and on about things that intrigued them. But, as usual, all good things must come to an end and soon you were back on the road in the horse-drawn carriage back to the castle. Before you had made your departure it was decided that Enji and his mother would come soon to further discuss the marriage proposal in about a week, giving you plenty of time to prepare yourself for what was to come in the future. Though your parents seemed a little wary about the idea of you getting married to him, you assured them that there was nothing to worry about, at least you hoped there would be nothing to worry about. Even with you being so adamant about your marriage to the prince of Ignis, your parents still had their reservations about it, rightfully so considering you were their only daughter and their firstborn. 

That day soon came when Enji had arrived, his mother had decided to stay behind, or more like Enji had told her to stay behind considering how much of a bitch she was the last time when the two families had had a sit-down. 

When he arrived, he was greeted by some of the guards who then escorted him to the meeting room where everything was going to be held. The differences in sizes of their kingdoms were apparent, a mental note he stored away as he considered the advancements of both his kingdom and Tenebris. Surely, there was much more than meets the eye, Tenebris had managed to hold a near fearsome amount of power for such a long time so he could only assume that it wasn’t weak which was always an advantage in his books. And even if it were weak his abilities and the combination of their kingdoms would only make it stronger. 

The guard opened the doors to the meeting room and allowed Enji in before bowing and taking his leave. Upon entering the room, he was greeted by the sight of his future wife who had sat comfortably in one of the seats surrounding an oval table, she’d been doing something to pass the time which happened to be writing something down with complete focus. Though he was unable to tell it from here, she appeared to be writing down her plan of action for the future, she knew that things could change along the way but what harm could there be in making a little outline of how she wanted things to go? 

In the chairs adjacent to her sat her mother and father, both of whom were discussing matters with each other, mainly about the idea of their kingdom’s future and what was to come of it if a marriage was to take place. 

Enji had cleared his throat once he fully entered the room, the doors shutting behind him as he looked at the three adults in front of him who suddenly turned their heads to look at him. The King of Tenebris spoke first, “Welcome, Prince Enji. It’s a pleasure to have you here.” 

Enji groaned in response before speaking up, “Likewise. Let’s get this started then, shall we?” 

He moved to take a seat in the chair beside you, sitting with his back straight and a formidable posture, “I’d like to marry your daughter and have our kingdoms unite to become something stronger, indestructible if you will.” He was never the type to waste time so it should have been no surprise that he jumped right off the boat. 

“I’d like to get married as soon as possible, perhaps within a week,” he continued, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at your father, awaiting his response. 

The man in question looked taken aback, remembering his wife’s words about this Prince being especially bold and straightforward (though she had left out the part about being threatened, she did not wish to find out what the Prince was capable of), which he could admire but he couldn’t look past the dark aura that surrounded the prince in suffocating smoke. The King sensed that something was off, something was truly wrong with the man who sat across from him. 

You had stopped your writing to listen in on the conversation, stealing glances at the man that sat beside you who had been eagerly asking for your hand in marriage. Though you had already made up your mind and would attempt to tolerate his personality, you couldn’t ignore the way he carried himself and the way he spoke most times, it both intrigued you and alarmed you. He didn’t seem like the type to beat around the bush about things that could be both a blessing and a curse. 

“You wish to get married so soon? I figured that you may prefer to spend a little more time focusing on getting to know each other better first, yes? And that way it will feel as though you are building a loving relationship instead of just having an arranged marriage right off the bat,” your father insisted, moving his hands around to further explain his concerns which were all valid. 

“We have plenty of time to get acquainted after we are married,” Enji reasoned, not shaking away from his goal, “Don’t you wish to get married as soon as possible, Y/N?” 

When he suddenly turned to you and said your name, you felt a chill run up your spine. You had yet to hear him call you by your name and the way he said it made you nearly keel over from the confusing emotions you felt at that moment, a hint of embarrassment crawling its way up the back of your neck. You quickly cleared your throat and shifted around your seat under his intense gaze before responding, keeping your words loud and clear, “I don’t mind getting married so soon. It’s as you said, we can build a more intimate relationship with time. I think that our kingdoms joining together through our marriage would be the best thing to consider anyways, it should happen as quickly as possible.”

Your parents both looked at you, surprised by your words and the maturity that you were displaying. Though they were proud that you had grown up into a strong young woman, they were concerned about your happiness and choices in life. You did not have to make such a sacrifice for the greater good of the kingdom at the expense of your own life and pursuit of happiness. 

“Darling, you do know that we aren’t forcing you to do this. You don’t even need to get married so soon, we want you to find love on your own and marry someone because you are in love with them,” your mother spoke, looking over your face for any indication that you were forcing yourself into doing this. Your father nodded his head quickly in agreement with his wife, hoping that you were thinking with a clear mind. 

You smiled at the both of them with fondness in your eyes as well as a glint of determination before speaking up once more, “Don’t worry about me, I want this. I wouldn’t be so willing to accept it if I didn’t want it in the first place. It’s really okay, I promise.” You then turned to look at Enji who caught your gaze, his expression softening just the slightest bit, “I think that we’ll make a strong union together, there are so many things that I wish to change for both of our kingdoms. I may not be able to change the world in its entirety but I would like to at least try.” 

Your words deeply pleased the Prince who seemed to smile at you like he was already your proud husband, happy to see that he had chosen the right woman to become his bride. He could already tell you were strong physically but now he knew that you were just as strong when it came to your goals and aspirations. 

He looked to your parents, motioning towards them as if to silently tell them that he had won your favor and this game, their marriage was now sealed and they couldn’t do anything about it even if they tried, otherwise they may end up being deeply disliked by you. 

They both silently stare between the two of you. Both of your parents know that you will one day make a wonderful queen and know that great things will come when you rise to power, but they still have their doubts about Prince Enji. 

You, on the other hand, began to question yourself. You knew that strange things were going to come with this union. You believed in your own strength and will so you weren’t the least bit worried about dealing with Enji’s attitude, you were more interested in claiming the crown and giving your parents the luxury life that they deserved. The rest that they deserved. And it’s not as if you were marrying a horrible dictator, the Ignis kingdom did not act immorally when it came to keeping peace with surrounding kingdoms, fighting respectfully and only when necessary so they did not appear to be disturbingly horrible people. Proposing war only when necessary so nothing too bad could happen… right? Everything will be fine, she’s sure of it and it’s too late to back down now. 

… 

In the blink of an eye, Y/N is now dressed in a wedding gown, decked out in the jewelry her mother had worn on her own wedding day, with her father by her side, ready to walk her down the aisle where the seats are filled with some people from her kingdom and some people from Enji’s kingdom. She could not deny her anxiety but she wasn’t going to turn back now. She was going to become the best queen in history and would make life better for everyone. It had been her wish since she was a little girl and she was going to make them all come true one way or another. 

But, was that really what she wanted? Sometimes she found herself questioning her true motives yet she continued to almost-— brainwash herself into thinking that this was all about her kingdom and the power she would gain that would allow her to reshape the kingdoms to be better. She was going to take on the burden of the Queen and the burden of being Enji’s wife. 

Ah, that’s it… That’s what kept her from giving in to her doubts. That man. From what she could assume, their marriage was going to be a strange one, but she doubted anything truly horrible would happen. She can handle herself, she isn’t weak and she surely isn’t a push-over. 

This is fine, she’s fine. Everything’s going according to plan. 

When the doors of the church opened, the future Queen of Ignis came into view, looking as dazzling as ever, her father’s arm interlocked with her own. She looked around curiously with a shift of her eyes and began to step forward along with the music, following her father’s lead. 

As she gets closer, her eyes lock with Prince Enji and she is astonished to see the prideful look on his face, smiling as if he’d won the greatest treasure. Strangely, it seemed to almost soothe her anxiety considering how he looked at her in such a manner. Well, at least he seemed attracted to her, that would make things easier. 

And Y/N would be lying if she said that he was ugly. It was more like his personality soured his pretty face most times but oh well. It was now or never. (NERF OR NOTHIN’) 

Her father brings her to the alter and helps her step up on the stage to stand in front of Enji. Y/N reaches forward, just as she’d been instructed and Enji takes his hands in hers as the priest begins to speak, the way his hands swallowed hers was a tad bit nerve-wracking but she did not falter. The two young souls stare at each other in silence, simply observing one another while all of the priests' words went through one ear and out of the other. 

The moment seems surreal, here you are, marrying a man you had only just met two weeks prior, a less than sane thing to think about but it happened all the time amongst the royal families so it was not too phenomenal and uncommon. 

You had zoned out just a tad bit until the mention of the rings came into play and you promptly turned your head to look down the aisle you had just come down. In your sights came little Dabi, dressed up in an adorable-looking suit and a pillow with the rings on it. The boy seemed a little nervous but when he met your eyes he couldn’t help but grin at you, walking a bit faster so he could get to you and hand off the rings. 

It had all gone smoothly until he started to ascend the stairs that led to the wedding arch, tripping over his own feet. Your motherly instincts, which you never knew you had, kicked in and you flicked your wrist, using your awakened power to scoop the little boy up in a hand made of shadows, saving both him and the rings from tumbling to the floor. This earned a few cheers from the crowd, which was a little weird but you shrugged it off, more concerned about Dabi as you beckoned the smoke carrying him up the stairs and then set him down on his feet in front of you and Enji. 

“S-sorry,” he hurriedly apologized and then held up the pillow to his father while bowing his head, Enji only sighed and took the rings from the pillow while you smiled and reached down to ruffle the boy’s hair, offering him an affectionate smile, “It’s okay, Dabi. Don’t worry about it.” 

You then directed him over to your father who sat in one of the front pews, your father happily picked the little boy up to set him on his lap, immediately making your heart warm up. 

The priest cleared his throat to gather your attention again which elicited a quick apology from you as you turned back to look at Enji who’d been watching you closely, waiting for you to give him your attention again. 

“Now, we can begin the real fun,” the priest joked before motioning to the rings, urging Enji to hand his ring over to you so that you could place it on his finger when the time came. To complete the ceremony, Enji had to light a candle using a flame from his own candle to light yours, and then you would light a separate candle on top of the table nearby. 

You took the ring from his hand and smiled briefly before both of you were handed a candle, he then spoke, “With this hand, I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never be empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way in darkness,” he used a small flame from his finger to light the wick of the candle and then lit the candle in your hand with it, in which you lit the candle on the table before you both extinguished the flames and set the candles down, the candle that represented your union still burning brightly. “And with this ring, I ask you to be mine.” 

After saying his vows he slips the ring onto your awaited finger, the priest then looks to you expectedly, “Do you take this man as your wine and your light?” 

You nod, smiling just a tad bit before speaking, “I do.” To seal the deal and complete the ceremony you then place the ring onto his finger. 

“If anyone objects to this wedding, speak now or forever hold your peace,” the priest begins to conclude as Enji reaches forward to hold both of your hands in his and then does a quick surveillance glance around the church, daring anyone to object. 

When all that’s heard is silence, the priest concludes your vows and you are now a married woman. 

Before the priest could even officially tell Enji he could kiss the bride, the Prince has already grabbed your waist and pulled you to his chest, capturing your lips in a surprisingly passionate and intoxicating kiss that nearly takes the air directly from your lungs. The sound of cheering fills your ears but you’re too distracted by the kiss that’s taking place, it was way better than you had expected and lasted a little longer as well. 

When Enji had finally pulled away, a bit of your lip coloring left on his lips, he smiled triumphantly down at you and then turned to face the aisle where the both of you were greeted by (mostly) pleased faces who began to throw rice and flower petals in celebration of your union into the aisle. While everyone was celebrating, you were too busy trying to catch your breath but that didn’t matter, Enji took the lead and swept you off your feet, carrying you bridal style down the aisle to where the celebration would be held. One could only imagine what their first night would be like together. 

… 

The hall had been decorated beautifully, using your favorite color and Enji’s as the main theme for everything, all of which was nicely put together. Enji carried you to the newlywed table that was front and center and people began to pour into the hall after you, finding their respective seats before the reception truly began and people started to get served their food. Your parents, your brother, Dabi, and Eiko sat at one table which was a few yards away from the table where you and your now-husband sat. 

You were more than happy to eat whatever deliciousness had been served and had your fair share of drinks which was starting to fill you with courage and your anxieties started to melt away, a god-given blessing you liked to think. With a little more time you’re feeling especially giddy and find yourself on the dance floor with Dabi and your brother, Ren. 

“I can’t believe you got married before me,” Ren teased, holding one of Dabi’s hands while you held the other, the three of you doing a little ring around the rosy kind of dance. 

“Oh hush, just because you have a bunch of princesses and princes throwing themselves at you on a daily basis doesn’t mean you’re going to get married immediately,” you teased back while playfully rolling your eyes at him. 

“Princesses and princes?” Dabi curiously asked, looking up at Ren in surprise, the male nodded his head before humming, “I do! And I heard that you have a special prince that’s pining after you too, am I right?~” 

The comment threw Dabi for a loop as he became flustered and bashful, shaking his head quickly before he started trying to deny what Ren had been saying. It was obvious that he was talking about Keigo. The time you spend with the two of them further fills your heart with happiness and pure joy, you couldn’t ask for anything better than this, but you had a few more things to do before you could fully feel that your plans were being put in motion. After some time of speaking with the two males, you gently squeezed Ren’s hand a few times, giving him a silent signal which caused him to glance at you before winking. 

“Alright, time for me to go and get some more food! I’ll leave you two to your fun times together, catch ya later,” he hummed before snapping his fingers and taking his leave, allowing you and Dabi some time alone with each other. 

You smile fondly at the little redhead of sunshine who’d wormed his way into your heart in such a short time, mirroring the dance you had done on the day of the ball which was the domino that fell and made all of this happen in the first place. 

“So, Dabi, I wanted to ask you something important,” you began, gently swaying the both of you to the sound of the music that was playing in the background. 

Big blue eyes looked up at you in confusion but then he eagerly nodded, awaiting whatever it was you had to ask him. 

“I know that I could never replace your real mommy, but, I wanted to ask if it would be okay to be a mother figure to you? I know it’ll take some adjusting and I will have to gain your trust but I’m willing to take as long as needed to prov-” 

“YES! A MILLION TIMES YES!” He suddenly shouts, alerting a few people who had been dancing nearby, his eyes gleaming with hope and the edges swelling with tears. 

He stopped dancing to bury his face into the front of your dress, hugging you tightly as he let your words sink into his mind completely. 

You laughed wholeheartedly and ruffled his hair, happy to see how well he had reacted to your offer, making your heart swell with nothing but bliss. 

Your happy time together lasted a little longer before it came to an eventual end, a tap on your shoulder startling you from your bonding time with Dabi who’d still been smushed up against you. 

“May I have this dance?” That all too familiar, husky voice whispered into your ear as you peered over your shoulder and into the eyes of your new husband who was staring down at you with an unreadable look in his eyes. 

You hadn’t noticed, but the music seemed to change to something a little more romantic, taking you out of your current thoughts about your newfound son. Oddly enough, since Enji hadn’t been such a dick lately you found yourself shrugging your shoulders and nodding, carding your fingers through Dabi’s hair before you gently removed his hands from around your legs. 

“Let’s have some cake together after your daddy and I dance, hm?” You ask, cupping Dabi’s face when he looks up at you, swiping away a few tears that had escaped his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. 

Dabi looks at you and then his father before hesitantly nodding his head and letting go of you, waddling over to where your family had been sitting. It was so nice seeing how easily he and your parents had warmed up to each other. They always wanted grandkids. 

Once you saw that Dabi was safely in the arms of your mother who began to smother him with affection, you turned to face Enji and glanced up at him before holding out your hand. The Prince placed one hand on your waist and the other held your extended hand while you used your freehand to rest on his shoulder. The music only seemed to get louder as your first dance began which was oddly peaceful, the both of you moving along with the music while staring at one another in comfortable silence. 

He had been watching you closely during the duration of the celebration, indulging in a single glass of champagne because he strongly believed that having too much alcohol would lower his sperm count and he needed every little swimmer if he was going to produce a strong bloodline.

Though much to Eiko’s dismay, the wedding went off without a hitch, she was pleased to see how relaxed and happy her son seemed to be. It reminded her so much of her late husband when he smiled like that. It was bittersweet and though she would never admit it, she was quite happy with the way things were going for her son, no matter how much she loathed you. But— she did know that if you were to falter in any way she would make your life a living hell, not knowing that her son was already capable of doing so without any help, only the future would tell that though. Right now, everything was being shaded with rose-colored glasses.

Y/N was happy. She could not deny that. Though she was only in her twenties she was now a Queen and a mother, life was looking fruitful for her and she was excited about what was to come. Everything was going smoothly but she never expected Enji to suddenly walk up to her and ask for a dance. 

It was only tradition for the newlyweds to share an intimate moment with each through the use of dance. The silence between them was strangely calm, which she didn’t mind, usually, when he opened his mouth it was never anything good, but she couldn’t ignore the look on his face that seemed almost— euphoric. 

The words that come from his lips after opening them have her nearly choke on air, “You look beautiful in that dress, but I am sure you’d look even more so with it ripped to shreds and on our bedroom floor, my queen.” 

Though the heat in your face may not have been all that visible, Enji could tell his words had an effect on you and you hated to admit it but the way he spoke— made you clench around nothing. Please, don’t tell me that this man was about to give you the best dicking of your life? Sure, you were a virgin with little experience but you were expecting to get fucked eventually. 

You had stared at him with a shocked expression, unable to say a word, but your face did the talking for you. Especially when your eyes looked down to try and get a gauge on what size he may be sporting under those trousers. Catching your measuring gaze he pulls you closer to the point where your chests are now flush against each other, forcing you to look in his eyes as he gives you a daring smile. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to prep you properly beforehand, you deserve only the best as my queen and the future mother of my heirs,” he reassures you, and almost childlike excitement swirling around in his irises. 

Wow, that’s quite unexpected of Prince Enji, to act in such a way. Did he have a caring side to him that you were yet to be shown? 

The dance continues without Enji saying another word but Y/N cannot deny her anticipation for their first night together. 

When the dance ends she is instructed to greet and thank guests while holding hands with her new husband, which she does, even ignoring the few disgusted or jealous glares she received while Enji was turned away. None of that mattered to her so she just went along on her merry way. The wedding continues until the evening and then ends with the crowd dispersing. 

While the crowd has left, it leaves the two freshly united families to have a brief discussion with each other, although the true business would be discussed more in-depth in the upcoming week, today was only meant for celebration after all since they had become officially united. 

Eiko pulls her son away to speak with him in private in something while your parents do the same. Ren has taken Dabi to Minji and Keigo, who he will be spending the night with and you get wind that Keigo’s father would be returning from an expedition, you would go and pick the little one up tomorrow and maybe even meet Keigo’s dad, who knows. 

“Y/N, my sweet girl, I can’t believe you’re a married woman now,” your mother mumbles, rubbing at her temples as she continues to let this news sink in further, “Just yesterday I remember changing your diapers and giving you a bath, tucking you in and reading you bedtime stories, now it’s time for you to do the same apparently. I’m getting old…” 

You laugh at your mother’s choice of words, shaking your head at her before taking her hands to give them a squeeze, “You are getting old but that’s just a part of life.” She scoffs at your words and then playfully pinches the back of your hand, “You’re supposed to give me a compliment!!” 

An evil grin spreads across your face and then you giggle at her while shaking your head, “What did you really wanna talk about mom?” 

A flash of realization crosses her features and she then takes her hands from yours, snapping her fingers, “Ah! Yes, the sex talk. I know we’ve talked about this before but I never gave you any tips. Now, it’s always important to have a clear idea of boundaries and nonconsensual and consensual sex.” How could she even forget the first time that Enji had asked you for your hand in marriage? 

“And, if you *ever* need me, please don’t be afraid to come and find me my sweet,” she whispered, reaching forward to cup your cheek while caressing your skin with her thumb, “I’ll always be on your side no matter what, always remember that. You have a home with us, a home away from your new home.” 

You chuckle nervously at her sorrowful words, placing a hand over her hand to give it a gentle squeeze, and then you gave her a smile, “Alright, mom. I know… I’ll remember to come to you if I ever need your help or anything.” 

“Good, I don’t know what I’d do if anything were to happen to you. Please make sure to take care of yourself and always follow your gut if something doesn’t feel right, okay?”

…

The wedding and the celebration had finally come to an end, along with your overall day. You had said goodbye to your family and friends, leaving you and Enji alone for the night. Your first night together and the thought of it made you shiver involuntarily, unable to shake the nervousness you felt when you both had stood in front of your new shared bedroom that had been arranged the day prior. These were the halls you’d be living in for the rest of your days, as far as you knew. 

Enji takes the lead and opens the door, allowing you to step in first before he follows after you, shutting and locking the door behind him once you are both fully in.

The Prince watches as you move further into the room and have a brief look around, trying to relax under his calculating gaze that seemed to hold something dark and lustful within them, his cerulean eyes burning a hole into your back. Your restlessness was clear and difficult to hide, he could fully sense your growing fear of what was going to come tonight. 

You had become too wrapped up in your own thoughts of trying to calm down that you failed to notice the approaching Prince until he wrapped his arms around you and spun you around to face him, earning a surprised gasp from you. 

“Relax,” he mutters, reaching up to place a hand on the back of your neck, “I can smell your anxiety all the way from here. Are you scared of me or something? You shouldn’t be, I’m your husband now.” 

The grip on your neck forced you to look at him and only him, bringing a familiar warmth to your face and to your core before you found the courage to speak up, “Of course, I’m not afraid of you. I’m just… nervous. I’ve never done anything like this before.” 

While listening to your words he feels a sudden surge of joy when he realizes that you are untouched, though the same cannot be said about him he’s more than pleased to hear that he would be the one to deflower you. 

“Is that so? Well, I’ll be gentle with you at first,” he responds, words not meant to assure you but more like a declaration of sorts. No response was allowed from you when his lips crashed onto yours for the second time, although this time around it was a little rougher around the edges, desperate in a way as he kept hold of your neck, keeping you in place. 

The feeling of desperation from his lips made a tingle slither up your spine, feeling almost prideful in the fact that he seemed to crave you so much. 

Your mouths soon began to part and move in sync in a collection of open-mouthed kisses, his hands moving from where they were to roam around your body as he began his search of touches to find what had been keeping the dress on you. Once he found what he needed he began to tug the dress off of you, leaving you bare in the undergarments that had been provided to you earlier in the day, a little unnecessary but you didn’t reject what the servants had given you. 

Not wishing to be the only one bare, you began to tug at the buttons of his shirt and his pants, making the prince take the hint and began to assist you in removing his own clothes. With some tugs and pushes here and there, you were both stripped and exposed to one another, articles of clothing discarded and tossed away with little to no care. 

Enji goes even further by picking you up by the back of your thighs and carrying you over to the massive bed to drop you on top of it onto your back, snatching off your shoes to toss them away before he climbs back on top of you to dive back into the exhilarating kiss. 

The kissing continues for just a tad bit longer before Enji grows bored and pulls away from your mouth, starting to move down to pepper kisses onto your neck and shoulders, an oddly intimate action for a man of his status and personality. He continued to surprise you time and time again by acting out of the character that you had believed him to be in the first place. You watch as he starts to go downwards, unsure of what to do with your hands as he holds you hostage with his gaze, kissing the valley between your breasts, down the middle of your stomach, and finally stops to position his face between your legs. 

He spreads your legs by placing his hands on your inner thighs. Out of habit, and embarrassment, you attempt to shut them but he holds them in place with little to no effort, glaring at you when he feels you trying to hide from him. 

“You’re already bare, I’ve seen everything already, there is no need to be so shy,” he comments, flickering his eyes over you from where he was, drinking in the beauty of your naked body. 

“Stop staring at me like that and just hurry up,” you impatiently demand, though your words are a bit quieter than you wanted because you feel so small under his gaze, knowing that you were nowhere near as small as you felt in that moment. 

Your words cause him to chuckle and then grin at you, and in that moment do you realize something new. His teeth. They’re a little sharper than you realized which sends a new spark of arousal through your body. 

“Impatient, are we?” He questions in a low tone, turning his gaze to the place between your legs as he begins to lean in. 

You don’t know what you were expecting but it certainly wasn’t him diving right in to attack your cunt with his tongue and mouth just like he attacked your lips in a kiss just a few minutes prior. 

You’d never felt such a sensation before, your hands moving on their own as you gripped his hair with one hand and used the other to find a fistful of the sheets to ground yourself, keeping yourself from being metaphorically sucked up into another dimension with how powerful his mouth was acting. 

His hands slip under your body and he pulls you closer to him, deepening the exploration of his tongue that moves around inside of you with the speed and agility of an athlete, he seemed to know exactly what he was doing even with how sloppy his movements seemed to be. Though your mind was delirious and running on pleasure, you could briefly register that he appeared to be drawing out the letters of the English alphabet with his tongue in the depths of your walls, but that disappeared from your mind when a meaty finger suddenly entered you and began to curl up and tap against a place you had no idea about. All you knew was that with each tap he sent a jolt of electricity into the pool of your stomach, your body jerking around each time. 

If that wasn’t enough to start the building pressure up in your belly, then him suddenly hooking a hand around to rub at your clit was enough to make you yelp out in jubilation, grinding against his face in response. 

While his tongue thrashed around inside of you, he kept his fingers busy, massaging your clit with two fingers in a circular motion while lifting and adding random spurs of pressure, and using another to stimulate your spongy spot. Before you could even realize it, your orgasm came at a full hit with the fastest build-up you’d ever experienced and left you no time to fully prepare for it when it ripped through your body in the form of a shakey heat that left you gasping for air while your back arched off of the bed. You yelled Enji’s name as you came on his tongue, tugging harshly on his hair as you did so which did not falter his actions. In fact, it made him only continue, moving a little more sporadically than before as he helped you climb back to another orgasm in a short time, ignoring your pleading to make him slow down. His lack of tiredness was astonishing and you don’t know if you could even keep up with him if this continued. 

He forced three more orgasms out of you, using overstimulation to his advantage before he finally broke away, his chin drenched in your juices and his gaze a little hazy. 

Now that he had fully prepared you it was only natural that he would move on to the actual breeding portion of tonight. 

He untangles himself from between your legs, looking down at you as he stands on his feet at the very edge of the bed, watching as you twist around on the mattress, sheets snatched from their place tucked beneath it, and try to regain your clouded mind, body drenched in sweat as you continue to pant and sharply inhale as if you had just run a marathon. 

When you had felt his presence disappear from between your legs you looked around to search for him and soon found him standing at the edge of the bed in front of you. As you came down from your multi-gasm you took him in completely, from his broad chest and muscular arms, down to the red bush that faded from his v-line and gathered around the base of his thick curved cock that stood at attention, the tip hitting against his navel as it bobbed with anticipation. 

You found yourself licking your lips in both fear and glee, interested in what this was going to feel like. You had been made aware that it may hurt at first but one could only hope that it wouldn’t last long. 

When he suddenly grabbed at your legs and pulled you towards him you jolted out of your thoughts in a bit of worry, shrinking further under his predatory gaze as he held you in place for a tad bit longer. 

And then you watched as he wrapped his hand around his girth, stroking it a few times before he leaned forward, one hand pressed onto the bed to hold him at an angle while using the other to guide himself to your entry. He probes your folds with his strawberry-colored tip and then pushes it into you without a word, watching your expression as he slides in just an inch into your slippery cunt that’s still recovering from the stimulation that he put you through moments before. 

The burning sensation that you felt was strong and somewhat painful, making you feel uncomfortable as he stretched you out and you began to feel full even with him barely entering you to the full extent. You bit down on your lip and moved to grab his arm that he used to balance himself, nails digging into his wrist as you tried to adjust, taking him inch by inch. He only went about halfway before groaning in the realization that you were still too tight even after he’d made you come so many times. 

“Take a deep breath and hold it,” he instructed, not moving at all as he awaits you to follow his instructions. 

You were a little confused at first but followed what he said, inhaling and holding your breath while waiting for him to do whatever he was doing. 

While you inhaled he sunk deeper into you, the contraction of your walls allowing him to go even deeper into you as your walls relaxed. This new sense of fullness made you gasp in surprise, causing you to tighten around his length when you exhaled, earning a grunt from him as he felt you fluttering around his cock. 

“Good girl,” he muttered, leaning in even more before he put his other hand down onto the bed and got into a standing push-up position of sorts, “Inhale and hold if it burns, exhale when you feel adjusted.” 

You nodded at his words of advice, not understanding how it worked but it seemed like he knew what he was talking about because before you knew it, taking his advice in mind, you were starting to take him like a champ, and the pain and burning feeling was turning into pleasure. 

As he feels you starting to relax he begins to thrust into you, moving slowly at first before he starts to pick up his pace and ruts into you like a madman who’s been starved. 

With how deep he’s gone, it's no surprise that he ruts against your cervix each and every time, and in the midst of his hammering, he’s grabbed your waist to keep you down and uses you like a toy, leaving bruises in the form of his hands on your skin that will take some time to fade, not that you minded considering how you were too fucked out to fully take note of every little thing. 

He groans your name as you take him fully, squeezing and milking him so perfectly that he can’t deny the exhilarating feeling of being inside you. Truthfully, he remained abstinent since the first time he had aided in conceiving Dabi, all for good measure, he wasn’t the type to wear protection anyways. 

This continues for a bit longer in this same position until he feels himself getting closer to his release and when it hits him, he pushes as deeply as possible into you as humanly possible, filling you with his seed. 

When he finally finishes his release, you lay there in a state of tiredness and a bit of oblivion, feeling full and tired after being used in such a way. You halfway expect him to stop after that but you’re surprised when the position suddenly switches as he moves his hands to the back of your knees and forces your legs back against your chest, causing you to whimper out in surprise, confused by what he was doing. The sudden stretches cause some of his cum to drip from your pussy and Enji takes notice of this, frowning at the sight before doing the only logical thing he could think of, using his cock to stuff it back into you, even though some of it spills out of the sides and onto the bed in doing so, defeating the purpose in the first place. 

“Have to make sure it takes,” he explains to you as he pushes you into a mating press, eliciting a moan from you as he bends you in half and fills you back up again with his throbbing cock that continues to stretch you out, “A few more times should guarantee your pregnancy, shouldn’t it?”

Your eyes widen in shock at his words, He was already trying to get you pregnant when he barely showed attention to the child he already had? What was this man on? 

“Wait, w-what?” You question but he ignores you completely when he shifts around and starts his abuse back up again, fucking into your poor cunt with the intent to stuff you over and over again until he can’t cum anymore for the time being.

You have no say in what comes next, literally. He’s going to stuff you full to the point where your belly bulges with his cum, he has to make sure you take all of his seed and make you produce strong heirs, that’s what this marriage was all about anyways. 

All you can do is whine and take it, grabbing and scratching at any part of his skin that you can reach as he fills you over and over again, painting your walls with his seed and mumbling about how well you’re taking him. It’s obvious that he doesn’t care about anything else aside from breeding you. This is especially apparent when he turns you into at least three more different positions to cum into again at differing angles, giving you no time to rest or recollect yourself as you’re used to his will. 

If you don’t get pregnant from this he’ll make sure you do the next time, and the next time after that, and the next time after that. There was no stopping him from accomplishing his goals, it was just too bad that you were the one who would be suffering the brunt of said goals. 

…

By the time he had filled you sufficiently, you were barely awake with how exhausted you had become after being bred for so long, you didn’t know he lasted for so long and so many times. After he filled you, he moved to grab a pillow from the top of the bed and pushed it underneath your knees so that your lower body was now at an angle. You were barely able to keep your eyes at this point and were too weak to stop him from doing whatever it was he was doing. 

“Sleep, if you’re tired,” he lowly demanded shoving the pillow a bit further until your hips were propped up the way he wanted them to be, trying to not let a single drop of his seed escape from your accepting womb, even though it was somewhat inevitable. “You did well today,” he praised before patting your leg and watching as you drifted off to sleep. The last thing you saw before you fully closed your eyes was his smiling face and a dark look in his eyes, only barely noticing the scratches you had given to him that took the form of red, risen welts on his pale skin, mostly decorating his chest, neck, arms, and his back even if you were unable to see them. He was pleased, but… in what way? 

[destinyc1020]

Don't you think that with Quentin and Scorsese's speeches about Marvel movies make it possible what the other anon said about Tom no longer receiving appreciation in Hollywood? I don't understand much how it works with movies because it's not what I like to follow, but if acclaimed directors like them are saying this, it proves that they won't look at actors like Tom seriously or pay attention to them.

Don't you think that with Quentin and Scorsese's speeches about Marvel movies make it possible what the other anon said about Tom no longer receiving appreciation in Hollywood?

I don't understand much how it works with movies because it's not what I like to follow, but if acclaimed directors like them are saying this, it proves that they won't look at actors like Tom seriously or pay attention to them.

Case in point...

Jason Mamoa "Aquaman".....But also "Dune"

Mark Ruffalo "The Avengers" + TONS of other Marvel films....But Also "Dark Waters", "Spotlight", "I Know This Much is True"

Brie Larson "Captain Marvel".....But also "The Glass Castle", "Just Mercy"

Florence Pugh "Black Widow".....But also "Don't Worry Darling", "The Wonder", "Dune: Part Two"

Jamie Foxx "The Amazing Spiderman", "Spider-Man No Way Home"......But also "Django Unchained" (a Tarantino film btw lol 😏)

Kurt Russell "Guardians of the Galaxy".......But also "Once Upon a Time In Hollywood" (yet ANOTHER Quentin Tarantino film 😏)

Ben Affleck "Daredevil", "Batman vs Superman".....But also "Argo", "Pearl Harbor", "Good Will Hunting", "Gone Girl"

Samuel L. Jackson "The Avengers" + a TON of other Marvel films.....But also "The Hateful 8" and "Django Unchained" (BOTH Tarantino films 😏)

I can go on and on Anon..... 😏

Rami Malek "No Time to Die".....But also "Bohemian Rhapsody"

Tom Cruise "Mission Impossible".....But also "Jerry Maguire"

Brendan Fraser "George of the Jungle"..... But also "The Whale"

Meryl Streep "Mama Mia", "Mary Poppings Returns"..... But also.... "The Iron Lady", "Lions for Lambs", "The Post"

Adam Driver "Star Wars" Franchise.....But also "House of Gucci", "Marriage Story", "Blakkklansman"

So as you can see Anon......Nobody really cares if you've done "fluff" or superhero movies before.... As long as you can ACT, you are fine, and you will continue to get roles in various different genres.

Besides...Quentin and Martin are not the only movie Directors in Hollywood lol. 😅 Idk why ppl worry about Tom's career so much! Geez... It's exhausting. 😩😓 Tom is fine. He's BEYOND fine.