#I can't spoil it but the way I absolutely lost my mind

[wwinterwitch]

cowboy like me — coriolanus snow

summary: it takes one to know one. you and him were exactly alike, which explains why you were inevitably drawn to each other

pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader

word count: 2k

tags: you can't fix him you're as awful as him, being delusional together, fluff??? (not really but u guys are in love and happy and married), mentions of/implied murder and being bad people, romanticizing everything

notes: idk where i was going with this i just had this idea in my head and taylor inspired me to write it. i'm also absolutely feral for young!snow it's not even funny at this point, i needed to find ways to cope lmao

i'd really appreciate a comment or reblog if you enjoy my work.

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A smile appears on your face the second you feel a hand on your lower back, turning around to meet your husband's loving gaze.

He stands directly in front of you, staring down at you in a way that to this day makes you feel butterflies in your stomach, like you're nothing but a teenage girl who's unlucky enough to have developed a blinding crush on a guy too charming for his own good— the thought of it makes you feel almost nostalgic, looking back at the early stages of your relationship.

Coriolanus Snow has always been a familiar face. Growing up together, you two have known each other for ages. You might've interacted a few times, but nothing beyond brief conversations between classmates.

You had a boyfriend at the time. A much too sweet and caring guy that made the big mistake of falling irrevocably in love with you. In all fairness, it was hard for him not to trail behind you like a lost puppy all the time when you were so good at making foolish boys believe you were the girl of their dreams.

Love is not a word you would use to describe your relationship. He was tolerable and clearly obsessed with you, so it made sense for you to stay with him. He learned with time that buying you very expensive gifts would get you to pay more attention to him, so that became his way of showing his affection for you.

In his mind this was perfectly reasonable. His girl likes being spoiled, so that's exactly what he did. The adoration for you blinded him enough to ignore the truth: you're just sticking around for the money. Some people warned him you were bad news, but you always managed to find a way to make him worship you all over again. Maybe you could've felt sorry for him at some point...if only he didn't have such good taste to pick things out for you.

But then Coriolanus happened. You started to notice him more and more until you inevitably started having feelings for him. How could you not fall for a guy like him? Especially after he started his quick ascend as one of the best Game makers in history.

Maybe it was the way he so fervently claimed his interest in you, willing to pursue you even when your boyfriend was still in the picture. Or perhaps it had to do with his growing popularity and power. After all, you can't deny how attracted you are to guys with ambition.

And Coriolanus is not exactly sure what made him fall for you either. There's many things he loves about you, that's for sure, but he can't say which came first. Was it your captivating beauty and intelligence, or the news that you recently became the only heir to one of the wealthiest families in the Capitol?

Whatever force pulled the two of you together, it really doesn't matter at this point. What matters is that he loves you with every fiber of his being, willing to do whatever is in his power to make sure you're happy (and what isn't, he'll do anything to get). And you love him too, of course, offering him a companionship he always craved— undying fidelity, the purest honesty and understanding.

You've never once judged him for being who he is. If anything, you seem to admire his strength to do whatever it takes to secure his place in society. No one has ever been this loving and accepting, almost encouraging him to be as determined as ever to get the two of you on top.

Whatever he did or didn't do is already in the past. Why should the past matter? Shouldn't you enjoy the present with your loving and successful husband? Be proud of the work the two of you have done to get where you are?

No, the past is gone. It already happened. There’s no need to look back at things you can't change and decisions you can't take back. It all brought you here. Every tiny little decision led the two of you to this moment; married, in love, happy, powerful. It was meant to be like this.

He didn't seem to mind about your own past either. Any other person would've judged you for the difficult decisions you had to make in order to become the wealthiest woman in all of Panem. You've seen it in the face of ex friends and lovers. They never understood your hunger for what you so rightfully deserve.

Good things don't happen to people because they're good. They happen because you make them happen. You fight, you take, you conquer. It's what life is, and it's something you and Coriolanus understand perfectly. That's why the two of you make sense. Why it feels so right to be together. You understand him and he understands you— understands you like no one else has in your entire life.

It was him the one who held you that night when you just couldn't hold it in anymore, and he sat with you while you cried and cried about your beloved sister, because even after all those years you still missed her and wished things could've been different.

If only your parents made it easier for you. They shouldn't have played favorites from the moment you were born. And they really shouldn't mess with something as important as inheritance. It's your goddamn birthright! How could they be so cruel to you? If they corner you against the wall with no apparent way to escape, it was a matter of time before you decided to stand your ground.

It's a shame your poor sister had to suffer the consequences, though. You really do love her...

Coriolanus couldn't judge you even if he tried. He could see himself in your tear-filled eyes and hear his own inconsolable sobs through your voice. It took him back to a particularly difficult point in his life where he had to make a similar choice.

He pours his heart out to you as he holds you tight against his body, revealing all the unfortunate things he was forced to do because it's all that was left. An act-or-die situation that kept repeating itself until he had no other choice but to do the unspeakable. What else was he supposed to do? What else were you supposed to do?

The regret in his voice is evident, and you know he does regret it because he’s a good person with a heart of gold. One of the best people you’ve ever met in your life. He’s good, and brave, and passionate…enough to sacrifice what he loves if the circumstances require that of him. Not many people have the privilege to claim to be as great as him.

"You did what you had to," your voice came out in a soft whisper, still affected by your sudden outburst with the thought of your sister engraved deep inside your brain. At the time you thought you were trying to ease his conscience, but maybe your statement was falling from your lips in a weak attempt to ease your own inner conflict too. "Life has been so unfair to us, Coriolanus. Is it too bad that we want just a little bit of peace?"

He stays quiet for a bit, stroking your hair in hopes to bring you some comfort as he processes your hopeless, pain-filled statement. That's probably the hardest thing about loving you; caring so much that he cannot possibly function if he knows you're hurting, and cursing himself for not being able to take that pain away. 

"We'll have peace," he eventually assures you. His voice is soft, yet fiercely determined. There's no room for discussion. He'll make it happen for the two of you. What's a few more difficult choices when he's so far gone now? When he knows it has worked perfectly before and it made all his dreams come true?

In that moment, snuggled up to his chest with his arms tightly wrapped around you, it was clear. That sense of familiarity you only get when you look back in the mirror, or when you quickly scan a room when someone speaks your name. He has suffered as much as you. He knows what it's like to be mistreated in life, and how difficult it is sometimes to live with the fact that you had to leave people behind to finally taste a drop of happiness.

The guilt comes and goes. Sometimes it's easier to remember you had no choice, but other times all you can think about is what life could've been if you weren't forced to take such drastic measures. Perhaps now that you have someone who truly understands, you'll learn to always remember you deserve all you managed to achieve.

When you move back from him to look up into his welcoming and comforting blue eyes, you knew you'd never be alone again. You'll never get to experience this free-fall, soul-consuming feeling with anyone else. And why would you even want to waste your time like that, when you already found the one person who sees the world exactly like you do? 

A love like this is hard to find. Most people spend a lifetime trying to find a love decent enough to make them feel like they're losing their minds. Like the air is missing from their lungs and everything looks much darker when the other is not around. Like they're willing to do anything to make the other happy. Like the fear of being consumed entirely by it is the sweetest of fates.

You thought you could only experience affection in the form of luxurious jewelry, fancy clothing and all that came with the important status your ex boyfriend provided. At one point, you could say you almost needed him. Or least needed his money. He provided a safety net you desperately needed after your stupid parents decided to leave everything to your annoyingly perfect sister.

After becoming the only heir in your family (it really is a shame that your sister was gone so soon, poor thing), your boyfriend was no longer a necessity, but a way of distracting yourself when you needed it. It's not like you're going to refuse his gifts and attention anytime soon, right?

But that was it. The furthest it can get to what being in love should look like. And that was what your relationship with Coriolanus should have been when you decided to make your way into his heart. Never in a million years would you have expected to meet a soul that matches yours in even the tiniest of details, that loves so deeply and cares enough to act like it's required to survive. 

With his arms still surrounding your body in a protective and comforting manner, you knew he’d be the guy you’d spend the rest of your life with. You knew it long before the day he got down on one knee, professing his undying love for you and offering the most beautiful engagement ring you have ever seen in your life. You pledged to always be there for him and, in return, he vowed to give you the world— he'd find a way to reach the night sky and collect every single star for you if that's what you ask of him. You kept each other's deepest secrets like they were your own. Two smart and ambitious people joining together in their search for greatness.

The hand on your lower back now rests against your cheek, tracing your skin in such a delicate manner that it almost makes you shiver. The white rose attached to his impeccable burgundy suit is slightly tilted to the right, fixing it with your hands as soon as your eyes notice that detail.

He smiles wider after your gesture, leaning down to capture your lips in an affectionate kiss to show his gratitude. You wish the moment could last longer, but you know it's impossible to stay behind these walls for longer when there's a loud crowd out there chanting your husband's name.

There's the briefest of interactions when he breaks the kiss, the two of you standing in front of each other with a smile of pure conspiracy— a silent recognition of the work individually done to get here, an unspoken ‘thank you’ to one another for the team effort, and the promise of a never-ending companionship that would only take you higher.

He grabs your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours before finally stepping outside to the marble balcony. Before you, a sea of people cheer and welcome the new President and First Lady of Panem.

[fqiryspit]

FOOTBALL PLAYER EREN HEADCANONS

eren x fem!reader

cw: eren is head over heels for you, crazy fangirls, death threats, eren fucking you, you sucking him, etc etc

you've been in a relationship with eren before his hair was that long and when he stumbled nervously over everything.

he still looks back and cringes, wondering why you wanted to date him

you two have been lifelong friends and once you started your relationship things really were perfect.

eren's football career really took off in college, and he got a lot more attention from the girls on campus rather than old men.

soon he and his team were absolutely famous and you were so excited for him -and incredibly grateful your relationship was swiped under the rug during that time. he had millions of fan girls posting fics and edits of him daily, it was insane.

you asked him to not speak on your relationship -because he got those questions a lot so he just responds with a simple "I'm happy" when they get asked

he wants to -so badly- show you off. to laugh at all his annoying fan girls and bring you out, but, he respects your decision.

after his games, he is absolutely wrecked. he flops down onto the bed and you climb on top of him and start massaging his scalp and he just moans into the sheets

"did you have fun?"

"how was I supposed to have fun when you weren't there?" he says, needy as ever

"errreeen I'm not gonna be able to go that far for every game" you huff

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and this man loves to spoil you. designer bags out of the blue, wait, did you just eye that coat? no worries, he's just gonna purchase that really quickly.

eren truly truly loves you, he knows he is gonna marry you, it's just a fact.

he melts when he is with you, always needing to hold you in some way and just have you near.

he fanaticizes about your wedding and babies with you late at night or when he's balls deep in you

"fuck, can't wait to fill you up with my babies, gonna make you a mommy"

and by the way, after a game. a win or a loss, he's fucking you.

if he won, he's letting his victory in your pussy, ramming into you over and over while your legs bend in abnormal positions every two seconds while he babbles about how he couldn't get his mind off you the whole time

if he lost...oh man. he's taking all that anger out on you. it goes on for hours until he is finally drained and calm while you lay there full of his cum.

before a conference, you give him a "good luck suck" because he hates going to them, and this makes him feel a lot better <3

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his fans are crazy, and once they caught wind of your relationship, all hell broke loose.

a photo came to light of eren simply hugging you. you know how careful he is with that stuff so you hid it from him, knowing he rarely goes on social media it should be a breeze, right?

you had your knees up to your chest and a twisted brow on, reading through the death threats and horrible comments made about your appearance.

you're an idiot for not privating your account in time, they found you and are coming in full swing.

you felt your stomach sink, you shouldn't let them get to you, but they're pointing out insecurities you've been trying to bury

"you okay?"

you look up to see eren, in the doorway with a concerned look all over his face. you turn off your phone and put a smile on

"yeah, just stupid stuff" you chuckle uncomfortably. he walks over and climbs onto the bed

"what happened?" "nothing, eren"

he looked at you for a couple more seconds, giving you the option to tell him what was going on. then his eyes slowly traveled to your phone you tossed across the bed. you reached for it franticly but he got it in time and as you yelled out his name he unlocked it with his face

everything on his face just dropped in an instant, he read through message after message about people wishing you dead, saying not-so-nice things about your looks, and more.

he asked when this started while he kept staring into the phone, then asked why you didn't tell him.

"I knew it would worry you, so I just-" "you need to tell me these things" he reached over to grab his phone as he started typing, you looked over to see him making a twitter post and you freaked

"don't say anything about it!" you plead, but it was too late, he made a simple post yelling at his 'fans' and then turned his phone off and held you

"please don't worry about those stupid messages"

.

in all, footballplayer!eren is the man of your dreams, and he hopes you haven't found the ring box in his sock drawer yet. <3

an: love him sm <3

[melodic-haze]

MORE SAD SUB ARLECCHINO. PLEASE. I NEED TO EAT. like shes in absolute TEARS SHES SO ME I LOVE HER PLEASE FEED ME MORE.

☆ — DEMO TRACK: sub!Arlecchino x dom!Reader

☆ — TYPE: NSFW

☆ — CONTENT WARNINGS: A lil petplay (it's like one paragraph)

☆ — NOTES: I lied about not writing for this week lol I needed a distraction. Anyway combined these two bc they worked very sillily together hope yall don't mind 🫶 also YES I DO REMEMBER YOU 🎀 anon w my first ask about Arle :333

Oh man oh man oh MANNN I wanna do soooo many things to her auhfhthgh

Much as I ADORE absolutely ruining this absolute UNIT of a woman, I also want to take care of her and dote on her so much to the point where she fucking cries from being treated so well UGHHHHH

I feel like there are times at night when she remembers what she had lost in order to get to where she is right now (the chance to have a life that went in a more conventional direction, along w ESPECIALLY Clervie) and while she has learned to deal with the feeling itself in solitary, whenever you see her look out the window she is no longer The Knave—this was Peruere, a lonely girl yearning for something from so long ago

Even when she seems like such a self-assured person, all that composure threatens to fall into pieces the moment you, the one she now holds so achingly dearly in her heart, go to hug her and tell her that she's no longer alone :( no matter how many times you tell her or no matter how many times this scene repeats, it will never stop affecting her so deeply :(((((

I do think that she actually does love to sit on your lap. Sure, maybe it's kinda unnecessary and even more than a little embarrassing, but it makes her feel cared for instead of the way around that she's used to 🫶

"Who would've known that the real reason why you like being on my lap was for this, though..?"

You curled your fingers up in order to emphasise your point, hitting that specific spot within her that forces out a strangled gasp as her thighs make a feeble attempt to close themselves off.. despite the fact that you were comfortably sat right in-between.

Arlecchino makes no effort to answer you properly right away with one of her ever-so-composed words of wisdom or whatever they may be—she opts to tuck her head into the crook of your neck as fat tears roll down her cheeks, your skin almost as wet as her drooling cunt that you just can't get enough of.

(Her makeup is smudged too, though by this point it doesn't really seem like she cares.)

Though with the way your other hand was wrapped around her, softly stroking her back as if soothing your crying mess, and the way her own arms were clinging onto you, you both knew there was so much more to this position beyond your carnal actions.

Something much more emotionally charged, something much more than she usually let herself handle.

And perhaps it might also be because you had been at this for a while; your little lapdog was desperate for a release every time.. only for you to take the chance away from her, as if faking your pet out of her sweet treat. You couldn't help but play with her a little, not when her reactions are often the sweetest—uncharacteristic whines making its way out of her lips as she pleads you to fuck her silly, to--

"--make me forget for a brief moment, please-- ah..!"

And as her loving partner, of course you'd want to comfort her in whatever way you can.

"I'll make you forget your very title, Peruere."

"Please--"

Especially if it means fucking her until all that longing is long gone.

Need her to go from crying about who she had to kill to crying about who she ended up gaining in the end (and crying about how you make her feel too :3)

Just softly tell her that you love her, sing her praises, take care of her, kiss the tears rolling down her face, give her everything that she hadn't been meant to have or hadn't even realised she could ever have as the 'monster' her past has created

I just really really wanna spoil her and make her cry by overwhelming her with so much affection she doesn't know what to do with as someone who doesn't often let such things dictate her actions dude idk 🤷‍♀️

[whole-circus]

Creepypastas and small things they would do for you when you depressed!

➥ Jeff the Killer, Homicidal Liu, Eyeless Jack, Masky, Ben Drowned, "Ticci" Toby Hi, please dont be scared to get help if you feel like you need it - obvious thing but your feelings valid and you matter so much! And my DMs are always open! >:)

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☆ Jeff the Killer

Okay, Jeff isn't the best when it comes to comforting people, even if he really cares about them. He feels lost and has no idea what to do, but seeing you all miserable makes his heart break. Thats why I think he would do small acts of service. Don't expect a lot from him - he loves you, but he really is so awkward.. Thats why he brings you meals (he can't cook for shit), open the window in your room and let some air to it, he even clean around! Jeff also loves to spoil you! He know that he isn't the most affectionate, so he gives you a lot of small gifts! Maybe nice looking rocks, flowers, jewlery stolen from his victims....all romantic! Also things that reminds you of him! The one based on your personality, likes and stuf!! And dont even try to say that you dont deserve all that.. because deep down you mean everything to Jeff! Come on, there is a reason why he keept you alive, huh?

☆ Homicidal Liu

Absolute sweetheart when it comes to comforting you! You had a rough, long day? Even worse than normally? He is right here with you, doing his best. You just wanna seat in silence? Too tired to talk? Liu will be here. No sign of judgement on his face, just his typical soft and full of compasion smile. If you feel okay with him touching you, he would hold your hand or offer you a hug. No worries, you can stay in his soft embrace as long as you need it - its just you both agaist the world. He just want to make sure that you know he is here for you. Liu would talk about all things you are worried, trying to find solution if its possible, but he is also not too pushy when it comes to that. And no matter how you feel now, or if you will yell and cry, pushing him away - he is always here to got your back.

☆ Eyeless Jack

Jack is just another person with this comforting aura. At the end of hard day, you can't help but want cuddle to him and sob into his arms..And Jack is a great listener, always wanting to make you feel that your suffer is visible and heard! Thats why he is the best person to come vent to, or maybe just stay in his presence if you are too tired to talk! He doesn't talk too much, but he can if you want. Always ready to say something to cheer you up, and he doesn't make this stupid comments like "you dont look depressed" or "yeah same lol"! You are his everything and if you need a bit of help? Thats what relationship is all about, he doesnt mind at all! Just cuddle to him, tell him every thought of yours while he caress your head and gently rock back and forth!

☆ Masky

If Masky really does care about you (no worries, he does) he will be great when it comes to taking care about your body. Depression suck and we all know that well. Sometimes it takes away all of your energy and motivation, and its harder to take care of yourself. Thats why you have him! Masky would look after you a lot! He would check if you had eaten - you haven't? He will make you anything to eat, even for you to take small bite becasue you dont have appetite! Have problem with keeping yourself clean? Would help you shower or just clan with wet tissues, brush your teeth and wash your hair. And if your room gets too messy? Has no problem with helping you or just cleaning it by himself. He also keeps an eye on your sleep schedule! Masky doesn't judge - he knows how hard you already have it, and he just want to help. And needing help doesn't make you weak!

☆ Ben Drowned

Listen, Ben is such a dummy and cutie..he would try to make you laugh so bad..! He isnt doing it in this insistent, annoying way - he just do everything he can to make you smile! Cracking more jokes than usually, doing silly faces or you two could watch some silly video with cats/dogs...doesnt matter, he just try so much! He is also good person to stay in home with. He totally gets if you dont feel like socializing and going out, he already made you both a place so you could either play with him or just watch him play. Doesnt matter if you wanna talk, or if small-talk makes you annoyed and you just prefer to seat in silence. Big cuddle bug, so if that makes you feel better then he couldnt ask for more! Ben literally wants to make you feel even slightly better, but he also understand what you are going through and will always be by your side!

☆ "Ticci" Toby

As I said many many times, Toby is curious one - always ready to explore and do some fun stuff. And that makes him the perfect guy to make your days a bit brighter! Toby wants to be here for you, trying his best to get you out of bed and try new hobbies with you. When you are depressed its so easy to get into a routine, and just suffer from sadness and bad thoughts, laying in bed all day and starring at ceiling! And Toby doesn't want that silly! So no matter what is it- baking, cocking, some sport or artsy stuff - he loves that! But no worries, if you dont have that much energy, he will gladly stay with you in home, cuddling and watching movies. Its hard to be bored around him, he has some calming aura around. He understands that he won't make your deprresion dissapear, but Toby wants to make your days even a bit better.

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[twistedwonderlandfantasies]

(Repost)

Azul Ashengrotto as Your Boyfriend💜🪸🐚🐙💜

fluffy, fem/neutral!reader

(Sorry it ended up so long I could just talk about this smexy man all day) Remember to drink water <3

Azul had heard a lot about the human world, but only ever experienced it when he enrolled at Night Raven College. That being said, he's totally enthralled with human objects. He loves collectables, novelty items, knick-knacks and anything of the sort. His love and fascination with our material goods shows when he gives you the most random things. "Look at this vintage set I found at an auction." "I saw a what's it called? Ah, snow globe. Look, there's a cat inside that looks like Grim, do you like? It's for you." It's a very endearing trait he has which is exclusive only to you. When he goes shopping you're also on his mind and just adores sharing his finds with his love.

Similarly, your own fascination with his world has led Azul to gift you things from the sea. Beautiful pearl necklaces of whatever color you like, conch shells of different sizes and types, endless seashells, rare gemstones found near the waters, magical items, and if you're into antiques, he'll go retrieve lost items from the sea buried within shipwrecks or dropped by people.

Besides the miscellaneous gifts Azul loves buying you clothes. At first it caught you by surprise, but you realized it was apart of his attraction to our things. "In the sea we don't have a need for clothing, but up here you humans can express yourselves in so many ways. So I thought this dress might look rather nice on you, hm?"

He's the same with perfumes. He just loves spoiling you in all the material things he can find that don't exist in the deep blue.

His office literally has all of the gifts you got him spread out in it on shelves and his desk. He constantly thinks of you, even at work, and treasures everything you make/get him, wanting to keep it forever where he can always see and remember you.

One of his favorite activities with you is reading messages in bottles he finds from the ocean. You're always surprised at how many there are, but you both realize it's actually a pretty big hobby among people even today. Old bottles are especially interesting, its contents mostly containing stories of love and tragedies. You help explain to Azul how people up here think and behave when something doesn't make sense to him (which is pretty often considering how contradicting people are). You collect them to avoid polluting the waters but keep them somewhere safe and respectfully.

He absolutely loves taking you into the waters with him. Whether in human or mer-form. If you love to swim then it isn't much of a surprise to have him as your boyfriend, but if you can't swim or are afraid to Azul will teach you how and be the absolute best, sweetest teacher. Bonus if you watch the sunset together while leisurely swimming or sitting on the sand, it's quite romantic, really. Expect the occasional water tag and playing around as Azul just can't help but tease you when he feels so confident in his natural environment. this may or may not end in some more intimate actions.

Ironically, Azul finds your voice mesmerizing. If he catches you singing while you think no one is around, he WILL stay hidden just to continue listening. "You sing like a siren my dear." "Are you sure you aren't the one who's put me under your spell?" He may come up behind you quietly, wrapping his arms around your waist gently in an embrace while taking in the soft smell of your hair. "Please, don't stop now, I do so enjoy listening to you."

While transformation magic from mer-person to human is more commonly done, transforming a person into the latter is more difficult, but not impossible. The first time you decide to transform into a mermaid , it catches Azul by surprise. You really want to immerse yourself into his world and live in the sea for however long. After much consideration you decide to do it. Who would have thought your tail would be so beautiful. The way your hair flows, you glide effortlessly across the waters, the iridescent scales of your tail reflecting in colorful arrays. Maybe you are a siren. Azul can't decide if he loves you more like this or as a human. You're just too beautiful no matter what.

You two swimming across Atlantica is like a dream; so deeply in love. You get to explore so many amazing things and bond with him in ways you never could have imagined. He shows you all of the different kind of fish, corals, you get to swim with dolphins and sharks, visit different mer-cities. Expect Azul to blow you bubble hearts and kisses because he really can be that cute sometimes.

extra fun if the twins tag along.

His skin, like the twins, is also perfectly soft and radiant. Your hands love to be on him. You caress his cheeks, massage him, rub your thumb over his palm while holding hands. You're almost jealous at how good his skin is! Of course Azul is more than willing to return the favors of touch. You two enjoy long cuddles and hugs.

Honestly, Azul is a 100/10 boyfriend and when he isn't destroying unsuspecting people with his contracts he's just infatuated with you beyond description and if he could he would love on you constantly all day everyday. His soft side is ONLY for you, his gentle touches and kisses, his thoughtful words, the teasing, sweet nothings. Sometimes the dichotomy of this man shocks you, but maybe that's one of the reasons you love him so much.

"The sea witch was defeated by the mermaid and human in the end. Some say it was true love which was strong enough to end her, I used to laugh at that thought, now, I'm beginning to understand its true power."

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[yourimagines]

What he likes about you Fluff

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Triggers: Fluff

A = Admiration, what he absolutely adore about you: That you come up for yourself, your not afraid to tell people your opinions.

B = Body, what is his favorite part of your body: Your lips, they way they feel when he kisses you, the way you bite down on your lip when he makes you all shy, the way you smile.

C = Cuddling, how he likes to cuddle: He's like to be the big spoon but also the small spoon, he just loves to cuddle you.

D = Dates, what his ideal date with you would look like: Going out, drink and have fun.

E = Emotions, how he express his emotions around you: He knows how to communicate with his emotions, he isn't afraid to cry or show he's a bit angry but he would never harm you no matter what.

F = Family, does he want one? If he does, when: Yes, he wants children, he wants them with you and he's already a father and would love to be a family with you.

G = Gifts, how he feels about gift giving? What is his habit when it comes to this: He loves to spoil you, he doesn't care what others think about it, he gives whatever you want. He orders stuff what you placed in your wish list, surprising you with it. He also brings you your favorite snacks from the store.

H = Holding Hands, when/how he likes to hold hands: Always holds your hands in public but also when your laying together, cuddling.

I = Injury, how he would act if you got hurt: He would freak out, he already lost to many people he loves, he would be angry at himself for letting this happen to you.

J = Jokes, does he likes to joke around with or prank you and how: He loves to joke around, giving you sarcastic remarks or saying the obvious things, he likes to see you laugh and rolls your eyes at him.

K = Kisses, how he likes to kiss you: Pecking you lips when you talk to him, or just holding your face and just kissing you deeply.

L = Love, how he shows you he loves you: Always texting you or calling when he's away, Saying ever day he loves you, asking you you feel. He's always checking in on you, He cares to much that it hurt him sometimes.

M = Memory, favorite memory together: Meeting his family, seeing how much he loves them and how much they love him. The pranks and the fun that day, they all loved you and he fell even more in love with you but that day taught you sometime that life is too short and you better enjoy it.

N = Nightmare, what is his worst fear: Losing you, he already lost so many people in his life. He needs to check in with you every day, he needs to know your okay.

O = Oddity, what is one quirk he haves: His sarcasm, he's also sarcastic with you. You don't mind and sometimes you get him back at his own games.

P = Pet Names, what he likes to call you: Love and darling.

Q = Quality Time, how he likes to spend time with you: Spending time with his family, enjoying life and loves to stay at home and just enjoy each others presence.

R = Rhythm, what song reminds you of him: My blood from twenty one pilots. You both would do anything for each other, you cheer him up and he does the something with you. When you hear this song it reminds you of him, doing anything for you because he loves you.

S = Secrets, how open is he with you: He tells you everything, how he feels, what he saw on the road. He has no secrets for you.

T = Time, how long did it take you to get together: It took a while, he was afraid and unsure about himself, till one of his sister said he should asked you to be his before he's actually to late.

U = Upset, how does he acts when you’re upset: He tries to understand but sometimes he just doesn't get it. He always tries to cheer you up and give you some advice and just be there for you, it pains him when he can't help you and cheer you up.

V = Vaunt, what is he proud of, Does he likes to show you off: He's proud you stick up for yourself, he even says to to his fans to not mess around with you because your just like him.

W = Warrior, how would he feel about you fighting? Would he fight for you: He would be proud and joins you, he always has your back and would punch anyone who wants to hurt you.

X = X-Ray, how well can he read you: He knows they way you react if somethings wrong, he knows when you love something or when your angry/hurt.

Y = Yes, how would he propose to you: Somewhere private at a holiday trip.

Z = Zen, what makes him feel calm: knowing your okay, makes him feel calm. knowing your safe and happy with him.

[aeternallis]

Y'know, I was yet again mourning the lost prospects of KPTS Season 2 a few days ago, and it got me thinking that one of the biggest things I regret about this loss is losing the potential to have seen Kim interact with the regular staff in the Theerapanyakul compound.

And it's such a specific thing too, but I don't know why my brain latched onto it! Adhjhfjd

It's compelling to think about with the others of course, like Korn, Kinn, Porsche, and Khun, but since by virtue of the fact that they live there, it's slightly easier to imagine how their own interactions would go.

But we have absolutely no idea with Kim. XD

Like, not even the bodyguards, or with his own brothers, or with Chay or his father, or hell, even Porsche--there's enough canon material both in the novel and in the show to get some idea from those two sources and build headcanons from them, but the regular staff and their background existence is entirely different. This group of silent, yet vital people that runs that large household on a day-to-day basis, yknow?

We know Kim's an asshole (affectionate, before y'all come for my throat again) towards the bodyguards, if his treatment of Big is anything to go by, but what about the regular staff he would have most likely grown up with when he'd lived in the Theerapanyakul compound?

Does he have a favorite cook, for example? Did he ever get to know the gardeners that worked around Khun's fish pond? When he takes his yearly physical exam, does he prefer one doctor over another because he's more comfortable with them? Does he still miss one of the chauffeurs that had to retire a few years ago, because he knew all of Kim's favorite guitar stores by heart?

What about the housekeeping staff? Is there one he likes in particular because he likes the way they don't forget to dust around his book shelves? Or maybe he doesn't bother with the housekeeping staff at all, he prefers to keep his private rooms to himself? Except for the bathrooms, lol.

I can't imagine this pretty boy mafia prince cleaning his own bathroom. Ahaha!

He has a reason to live in the compound again, because Chay is there.

How would he act in front of them when he's with Chay? Would he try to be nicer to them than usual to impress Chay and not let him think that he's a spoiled mafia prince (even if he is) in any way, or would he pay them no mind, because he's with Chay?

Honestly, I think it's the little things like this that we missed out on due to the lost prospects of a season 2, these little tidbits of information that would have really given dimension to his character outside the usual players we typically saw in season 1, that makes me regret the backstage drama that surrounded this production from the beginning.

It's honestly such a loss.

[manuinout]

I'm currently having executive dysfunction to make videos, so here's a little concept for my next part of Empathy's fic on Inside Out 2! Of course, this is still a concept which contains my own assumptions of the incidents of the movie, so it will change depending on how the sequel will work. Hope you like it either way!

(If you don't wanna get spoiled for the next part of Empathy, don't click read more!)

Friendly Ghost (Empathy IO 2 concept)

"How am I gonna find my friends like this? This place is huge!"

Empathy walks through Long Term Memory, scanning each corner looking for signs for the other emotions. After the six escaped from the giant glass jar to which Anxiety bottled them up, all of them have been split up, which was a huge inconvenience. If they need to go back to Headquarters to fix all the mess Anxiety is causing, they need to go together.

However, the more Empathy tracks through Long Term Memory, the more they get frustrated. It felt like they were only walking in circles aimlessly!

"You know, it would help a lot to have someone in the area that knows the way to help me walk through this maze," the emotion yelled out sarcastically, pouring their irritation towards the mind workers into their speech. "But noooo! When it comes to people actually needing assistance, the only people working here don't even give a f..!"

Before they could even swear, they stop to take a deep breath to prevent themselves to explode.

"Calm down, Empathy. Don't freak out. You will find your friends, fix everything, and it'll all be okay," they spoke to themselves, sitting down on the ground and resting their back on the shelf of memories to regain their stamina.

"But... I'm lost. I really can't do this alone."

Empathy covers their face with their hands, letting out a frustrated sigh as they run their fingers through their curly hair. At this point, they were wondering if they should just give up and sit there until one of their friends find them. However, that would be a waste of their time, despite being the only option they see instead of losing themselves even more in this gigantic maze...

Suddenly, before they could get lost in their thoughts as well, they heard something plopping onto the ground beside them. Upon turning their head at the source of the sound, they see a purple drawstring bag, multiple little drawings of different candies stamped all over. Has this always been here? This bag looked... ancient. And oddly familiar.

As much as they felt curious to why this bag was here, the emotion didn't see any importance in it. They can't just open other people's bags like that, as strangely this one even showed up by their side.

However, as if it read their mind, the bag bounced slightly closer to them, causing them to lean back as their eyes widen with a mix of surprise and confusion.

... Okay? They must be seeing things at this point. There's absolutely no way this bag inched closer to them like that. Unless there was something inside, waiting to be freed... Did they hit their head, or have been alone for so long that they're starting to go insane?

Before they could even process what they're witnessing, the bag hopped onto them, resting its weight onto their lap...

Empathy wasn't hallucinating. This is definitely real, otherwise they wouldn't be able to feel the worn out fabric and the strings tickling their skin. However, they can't help but question what was going on as the mysterious bag bounced from time to time, as if begging to be opened.

With a raised eyebrow, they see no other choice other than finally opening it. They hesitate, still skeptical about what could possibly be wanting to come out. But slowly and surely, they pry it open. And what came out caught them off guard.

There were pink sparkles at first, but soon enough a top hat pops out, the figure trying to squeeze themselves out of this small bag, but almost ending up stuck. After the individual struggles for a second, Empathy instinctively widens the bag's exit to help it come out. And like that, the unknown being flies out of the bag, bouncing on the walls like a ball.

Eventually, the... pink elephant... managed to keep himself still, resting his hand on his head as he recovers from his dizziness.

"Woah! Getting out was sure harder than getting in. Gotta keep that in mind," He soon shifts his attention to the silver and golden emotion, who was wide eyed. He waves at them with a wide smile.

"Hiya there!"

With a yelp, Empathy quickly tried to stand up and rush to a certain distance away from the creature, however they ended up stumbling and falling back to the ground due to standing up too fast in their panic, to which they started crawling backwards.

"Hey, easy, easy! I won't hurt you!" He reassured while waving both his hands, trying to calm the emotion down, "I'm a friend!"

As Empathy now had a clear look at the individual, his physical form was... complex. He seemed to be made of cotton candy, but shape wise, he was part cat and part elephant... And maybe something else that they couldn't put a finger on just yet. Somehow, he looked familiar. However, one thing that stuck out to them the most was...

"You're a ghost?!"

"Oh, you noticed that part, didn't ya?" He chortled, looking down to himself before continuing, "Well, yeah! I am a ghost indeed! I don't know how... But I'm here."

What he said made sense, since they don't remember the bottom of his body, to which they assume were his legs, being transparent and replaced with little stars that float around from time to time the more the elephant moves in the air. But how? Who is he? Why is he here? And how did he fit in a bag where he usually couldn't?!

"By the look on your face, I think you have a lot of questions to ask."

"Of course I do!" The emotion frantically responded, getting up from the floor while fixing themselves. "Sorry, it's just that when you see something as unbelievable and confusing as this, you're sure gonna doubt yourself. I thought I was going insane!"

"Well, let me tell you this is 100% real! I can only say this because I could pinch you right now but, you know..."

The elephant floats closer to Empathy, moving his hand towards them in an attempt to hold their shoulder. However, despite it landing its weight on it successfully, his hand soon fazed right through, giving them a chill down their spine, and that proves his point enough.

"Ghost hands."

"Okay... so first of all, how did you even fit in this?" They pick up the drawstring bag from the floor, showing it to the ghost, "It's barely even your size!"

He laughs, carefully taking the bag from their hands to answer their question.

"Oh! You see, this bag is imaginary. It can fit anything you want and more!"

"Anything..?"

"Yep! Check this out!"

To prove his point once again, the ghost flipped the bag upside down, and upon opening it, various memories start pouring out like a waterfall. The quantity was so big for a bag this small. Still wondering if they were hallucinating, Empathy approached the pile, kneeling down to lay their hand on one of the memories. And once again, they are convinced that this is real.

"Any more questions? I'll happily answer them if I know it!"

The emotion, standing back up, ponders about what question they wanted to make next, as to understand the situation better. And that's what they were going to question now: the situation.

"Why are you here?"

"Well, I saw that you were pretty troubled while going around here trying to find your friends, and I thought 'Hey, why not help them'? A lot of the mind workers are junk with this kinda stuff, and I know almost every nook and cranny around here, so here I am! Bing Bong at your service!" He cheerfully bows down with a twirl of his hand, using his trunk to raise his top hat and soon raising his body back up, floating forward while waving at them as a request, "Follow me!"

While they walked, Empathy couldn't help but laugh at how goofy this ghost was. It was like he was some sort of cartoon character. However, upon introducing himself, his name rang in their head. They have heard this name before...

"Bing Bong..?" They echo his name for a few seconds, trying to remember where they heard it. Until...

"Wait... You're Riley's imaginary friend, aren't you?"

Bing Bong's eyes widened as soon as they mention his former role.

"You know me? Even though I've been forgotten for... who knows how long?"

"Yeah! A friend of mine back in Headquarters talked a lot about you when Riley was younger! She was a huge fan of yours."

"Oh, you're from Headquarters too?" He asked, to which the emotion nods affirmatively, "Wow, that's amazing! I think I may know who that friend of yours is too, and we'll definitely get you to find her and all the others! Oh, how rude of me... what's your name, lil' buddy?"

"I'm Empathy!"

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

5 fics i've enjoyed this month

stealing this idea from @alexturne because i absolutely love the idea of promoting all the amazing talented authors in this fandom more! 💜

missed your bones on me by @glorious-blackout summary: In the aftermath of their blissful reunion at Emirates Stadium, Miles wakes alone in Alex's bed to the sound of a gentle piano melody. Set following Miles' reunion with Arctic Monkeys on 18th June 2023. notes: this fic is absolutely beautiful. full of sadness for the past and hope for the future and just suffused throughout with the kind of bone-deep love that feels so utterly in character for milex. it tugged on my heartstrings in all the best ways, and has my favourite ever portrayal of alex lost in his creative headspace.

some velvet morning by @musette22/@subtle-as-an-earthquake summary: It happens at the OIympia in Paris, just after the show. Their hundredth show. A memorable one for more than just that reason, as it turns out. (Or, the fic in which Alex's body starts talking before his mind does, forcing him to finally realise a thing or two about his relationship with his best friend Miles). notes: oh my lord, this fic 😍 it's like someone (and by someone i mean @subtle-as-an-earthquake) took all my favourite tropes and poured them into a gorgeously written, tension-laden 14k fic that is so stupidly good i've already read it at least three times already 😅 it captures the dynamic between alex and miles SO well - the sense of contrasting complete ease/simmering tension with each other is one of the best portrayals i've ever read of them, and alex's thought process throughout unfolds in a way that feels so utterly (and infuriatingly) in character. the slow build is absolutely delicious, and the culmination of it delivers above and beyond! ✨

sometime in the future by @blacktrickle summary: In a world quite similar to this one, Miles Kane is an international supermodel and Alex Turner is the rockstar who has broken his heart one too many times. Now, two years after their most vicious break up, Alex is asking for one more shot, but this time, Miles won’t make it easy. notes: oh my goddddd THIS FIC 😭😭 i put off reading it for ages because i had this sneaking little suspicion it was going to destroy me - and i was right. destroy me it has, in the BEST possible way. i literally cannot recommend it enough. the writing and depth of character portrayal is just stunning, and i am completely and utterly hooked. i'm actually only halfway through rn, but already i know that this fic is one that's going to stay with me in my heart for the longest time - and can't wait to see where it's heading.

you've got control of everyone's eyes (including mine) by @alexturne summary: It's 2005 and the Arctic Monkeys are about to set out on their first proper tour. Alex is quite happy with that, until a certain someone gets in the way and spoils it all. A story about facing hardships, insecurities and stage fright, about friendships, dreams, music and smoking too many fucking cigarettes in dark back alleys. About keeping your friends close, and perhaps your enemies even closer. notes: i'm only three chapters in, but already this fic has hooked me in completely. it's beautifully readable, and just feels like such a vivid slice of early era am life. alex and miles are absolutely INSUFFERABLE in the best possible way - clearly obsessed with each other, but hiding behind the idea that they hate each other. the constantly simmering ust is wonderfully written, and the way they relate with each other feels so authentic (even if it also makes me want to knock their heads together). i can't wait to see where this fic goes 😍

ain't got anything to lick without you baby by @elorianna summary: At some point during their usual stage antics, Alex and Miles start playing an innocent game of one-upmanship – but with neither one of them willing to back down, things eventually get a little bit out of hand… notes: listen, i've read this one before. and i'll read it a bunch of times again too because it's just a CLASSIC. one of the first ever milex fics i read and i find myself returning to it over and over because it's just such a fun little read, and of course so well written too because it's elorianna. it captures all the ridiculousness and ust of eycte era milex messing around with each other, and the smut is well - *fans self*

okay, that's all for this month, but i think i'm going to try and do this every month and make it a regular thing! if anyone has any fic recs for me then please feel free to drop them in the comments/my asks/dms - i'm always on the lookout for more milex fics 💗

[nodirectionhome-ao3]

Maybe it wasn’t the best idea for me to read your latest chapter of KSFM while on my lunch break at work (earlier this morning at 2:00am, mind you) 😭 but I’ve heard that Angst is the new Fluff so… I’ll let you continue taking me on this emotional rollercoaster. This story is really fascinating and I love the way you write Lily, especially this moment(I hope I don’t spoil this for anyone who hasn’t read it yet):

It was too much to imagine. Too much to bear. He’d wanted her — needed her — and she’d just…slept.

“He stopped wanting to visit,” Arthur went on, “just before his fourth year. He just wanted a break from seeing you that way, I think. -KSFM ch 30

😩 😩 😞 😔 😞 even before this, when Lily told Arthur he’s a guest and when he replied that he enjoys washing the plates the Muggle way, is very kind/sweet. I had a sense that during this mundane task something would be revealed and yup I was correct. Knowing that Harry didn’t want to visit her while she was in a coma is just so painful. You really captured the emotions from both Arthur and Lily in this little scene. It makes me wonder if there’s something that inspired you to have this moment between those two characters.

Plus the little scene where Lily is talking to Neville about wanting to sit down and tell him stories and everything he wanted to know about his parents felt as if you sent a crucio to my heart 🥹🥹 that was so sweet and heartbreaking 💔 i feel as Lily in that moment realized how hurt this boy was at the moment and in a sense sees a bit of her own son in him. Both boys robbed from parents that love them all because of an act of evil, even though Neville grew up better than Harry it doesn’t take away the pain he felt/feels. There’s not many scenes/fics that capture Neville and I’m glad you touched upon this topic. It’s really fitting of Lily’s character, the compassion and understanding is just ❤️

Nena!!!! You absolute ANGEL! Thank you for this!!!

I'm so so happy you enjoyed this chapter! (And that you're enjoying Lily and the fic overall!) Thank you for sharing these thoughts with me!🫶

I'm thrilled that you liked the Arthur scene!! I've actually had it written for so long. I think I originally wrote it for chapter 25? But then ended up delaying it because it didn't feel like it fit there. I've definitely been wanting Lily to bond with Arthur for some time now. It's important to the overall story that she does (for reasons I can't discuss without spoilers so I'll leave it at that 😉). I guess the main inspiration for that conversation though is just that I love Arthur Weasley (SUCH a criminally underrated character in my opinion) and I want to develop his relationship with the Potters.

One of the major themes I think about when writing KSFM is Harry's longing for a father figure. He had Hagrid, early on, and now of course he has Sirius too. (And Sirius, being the amazing godfather that he is, has become the main one.) But I've always seen Arthur as a father figure to Harry too. Harry clearly admires and respects him so much in canon. And, while it's explicitly stated and often clearly shown that Molly loves Harry like she's his own, I've always believed Arthur does too. He certainly isn't as close to Harry as Sirius is, but he's known him longer (in Harry's memory at least) and has more first-hand experience with how Harry was coping with Lily being in a coma. So I feel he has a very interesting perspective to share about the growth that he's witnessed in Harry and the developing bond he's observed between Harry and Lily.

As for Lily, she definitely feels a bit (understandably) lost when it comes to parenting a teenager, so I think she craves parenting mentors and I like that she finds that in both of the Weasley parents! (Although they're certainly not perfect, as nobody is.) As we go forward, I also have plans to develop Lily's backstory more...and, without saying too much right now...you may find that Harry isn't the only person who craves a father figure...

ANYWAY. Sorry. That was such a long, rambling answer to your question😂😂 But the gist of it is that I just love finding ways to further develop the bond between the Potter and Weasley families!

As for your comment about the Neville scene – I'm so happy you like that part! It might have been my favorite scene to write in this :) You've articulated my own thoughts on it so well here!! I definitely agree that Lily sees some of Harry in Neville. (just like she sees herself in Rose in this chapter, but that's another discussion lol). I also think she feels naturally protective of Neville because she knew him as a baby and he's Alice's son...who I've decided was something of a mentor/older sister figure to Lily. (Someone who was like a good older sister...unlike the older sister Lily actually has😬). I'm always interested in the parallels between the Longbottoms and the Potters, and I'm definitely looking forward to bringing Neville into this fic more going forward! He's such a sweetheart and a character who deserves so much better than he's been treated!

Lily's compassion is so important to me! It's so vital to her character and I definitely am trying to show that she has so much love to give. And more people than Harry will benefit immensely from her being alive in this story🫶 (I love the idea of her being a mentor to her students, an Aunt-figure to Neville, and an actual Aunt to Dudley, a sisterly figure to Tonks, and a sort-of-daughter-figure to Arthur & Molly in addition to being Harry's mom and Sirius & Remus's friend.)

Thanks again for your kind words about KSFM and for this lovely, lovely ask!!! (And thanks for reading this whole answer, sorry that it got so long I just LOVE talking about this fic and Lily in general!!!)❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[khaleesiofalicante]

Heroes

Okay so, heroes. Let's talk a bit about that.

I said that if Madeleine hadn't lost Joseph she wouldn't have become a bad person. Most likely, she would've chosen to save the world over herself. Probably her children, although I could be wrong. But not Joseph, right? If she was in David's position, if she had to choose between getting Joseph back and keeping the universe intact, what would she have chosen? I feel like it would be Joseph.

But what about Max? We know he would chose the universe over his kids. Not easily, of course not. But he would. What about David? Between saving the universe and losing David, would he have made the same choice? Because he did open the portal to change a canon event when he thought David would kill himself. It wasn't an 100% free choice, it kinda flew out of him, but he still did it no? So, between letting David die and letting the universe unravel, would he have done the hero thing and sacrifice his love?

Would Alec? Would he sacrifice Magnus, Max, Rafael? Or would he draw the line at one of them? Of course, all of the aforementioned would sacrifice themselves but would Alec let them? Would he let Magnus?

Or Rafael? He asked himself the same question, would he sacrifice his family? His Arjun, his Cami, his Anjali? Because I feel like when it comes to Cami or Anjali, he would react very similarly to Madeleine. But would he jeopardise the world?

And Magnus? I have a feeling he wouldn't for Alec, but what about Rafael? What about Max? He never let himself entertain the idea of losing Max right? It was always meant to be him and Max. Although I really can not see Magnus putting the universe in danger for any reason.

Lance? I'm pretty sure he would sacrifice himself and let Kincaid kill him if he knew what the alternative was but its not just himself. He would have to also allow Arthut to die correct? Would he? Or would he change the canon event for Arthur even if he knew the consequences it would have?

Last but not least, would Arthut let Kincaid kill Lance if he knew there was no way to prevent it. That Lance will die but at least if it's Kincaid that does it the world survives. Would he change the canon event?

What I'm trying to understand is this. In a scenario where they know and have let's say peaked a glimpse at Older Max's memories and know what will happen to them: Which ones would have absolutely refused to allow the world to become that. Which ones would have refused to jeopardise the universe. And what person would it take for them to change their minds? To give them second thoughts.

For example: David didn't care what the world would become if the prophecy was fulfilled. He didn't care about the universe. Not when his children were in danger. Would he have made the same choice if it was Max's life on the line and not Arthur's? If Max's death was a canon event, would he be so adamant to change it, consequences be damned?

I'm actually super curious about this, because the answers actually say a lot about these characters but if it's annoying or you don't want to answer or spoil, please feel free to ignore it.😊

This is extremely interesting. But...I can't answer it 😔 not because of spoilers - BUT

I am actually doing this new thing where i am trying to avoid answering/writing a lot of WHAT IFs. Because we don't get that kind of closure with 'real' books, do we? We just have to make do with what the author gives us and when we don't know stuff, we make up our own shit. We come up with theories and we write out own story (fanfiction) and we talk to our friends to discuss what happened. I want to do that. I want to encourage my readers to think on their own and fill the gaps and write their own answers instead of spoonfeeding them everything. I know I did that a lot in the past, but I've been thinking about this a lot lately so yeah. I think I think I'm going to give it a try. Sorry, my lovelies.

But for this specific situation, i don't know, it's incredibly hard to tell. Because (im disagreeing with you on one thing here) I don't think the choice they make reflects on their character. I know everyone in lbaf is like "omg i can't believe other max is trying to kill his own kids what happened to him!!" but like that's not a reflection of his character. When people are put in impossible situations (like literally the future of the world depends on it) and are asked to make a choice, I don't think we should judge them for it (personal opinion). So, as much as i know these characters well, I really don't know what any of these characters do. I don't even know what i would do. i think it very much depends on the moment itself. After all, we didn't expect Other Max to do what he did, did we? So, I could say "yeah Lance would totally sacrifice himself to save the world" but would he? What if he decides to be selfish for once in his life? We don't know. But whatever he (or anyone decides) in this situation, I don't think it means/says anything. There is a bit in one of the coming chapters (a fave scene) where David says that we mustn't judge people at their weakest moments. So, yeah. Sorry I gave a long ass answer and yet said nothing. But I would 1000% encourage you to think about what YOU think this characters might do x

[snowfrostssimp-books]

HARLIVY'S CHILD

Grow up absolutely loved and cherished.

You always had space to be yourself and be confident in your ways.

Reluctantly on your part joined the Batbrats but they treat you like family.

Alfred helping you stitch up after a mission since your moms are at home binging the pottery wars or something.

"Uncle A, I got shot again." "Sit down child."

"Don't worry he looks much worse than me." "I don't doubt it."

"What will my moms say?" "They'll go on a bounty huny if not already on one." "Right, Ma talks with plants like me." "Hmm."

Bruce secretly adores your.

"Hey uncle B." "Can I help you?"

Dick sees you as an annoying little sister. "Hey Mr Glutes." "It's weird because your moms also call me that." "Suck it up."

Batgirl is like your big sister that Harlivy easily get annoyed with. But let's it slide cuz she's a good influence on you.

"BG, how you been?" "Hey you! How's training going?"

Damien is confused but not repulsed by your company.

"Batbrat stop with acting like you're a sweet potato pie." "I don't have to act. I just am."

Best schools attended. Genius child. Duh look at your moms.

Gymnastic training. Variety of martial arts training. How to connect with the green training.

Gardening with Ivy and anti-heroing with Harley.

You're 70% Anti-hero.

The other 30% dislikes humans.

Missions goes something like this...

Nightwing: "Give it up Riddler we solved the puzzle."

Riddler: "No. You cheated."

Y/n: "Uncle R, why don't you come in peacefully and I'll show you the unsolvable puzzle book collection I got for my birthday?"

Riddler: "Unsolvable?"

Y/n: "So I've been told."

Riddler: "Fine, lemme see it."

Most of the Rogues are actually just like your aunts and uncles. They're your family but you have no problem with kicking their asses if need be.

"Aunty L, you coming for dinner?" "I should be out by Friday kid." "See you then."

You, weirdly enough, get spoiled by Joker much to Ivy and Harley's dismay.

"Hey J, I got your present and I like it. Thanks." "Anytime."

No one knows why he cares but people suspect it was his wife's doing.

Harley and Ivy can be hard on you wanting you to be your best version of yourself. But you still have many rants with them knowing they won't judge and feeling comfortable with them.

You tend to seek comfort from Ivy but when you need a cry you'll go to Harley she's much better at comforting you.

Ivy doesn't do good with tears, but atleast she's learned hugging works so if you start crying she just hugs you letting you cry into her shoulder.

May the gods have mercy on whoever hurts you because your moms sure as hell won't.

You got 2 cats from Selina who's like your cool wine aunt.

The others are confused at how much Selina adores you but your moms love it.

"I'll name them Bruce Jnr and Selina Jnr." "Just like your mom, you suck at naming animals." "You named your cat Isis, Aunty Sel, you can't judge."

Kingshark is your favourite uncle/babysitter.

"And to hack the govermen is easy." He teaches you how to hack like a pro.

Shark hugs all around.

Clayface would always morph into you and you'd be fascinated by the sudden appearance of a twin.

Clayface loves taking you on shopping sprees even if you don't like it as much you enjoy seeing him try on outfits and rant about what characters it fitted. You loved letting and watching him delve onto his creative mind. Often asking more about the characters letting Clayface get lost in his world of imagination.

The Justice League has recruited you but you didn't like being associated with them but always help out when they need it. You're on their 'Phone In Case Of Emergency' list.

Bane is your favourite uncle.

"Big B, are we going to the dog show next month?" "You bet we are!"

Sometimes you take him to the spa for a day to just relax or go to the gym with him to blow off some steam.

Beware any creeps that stare at you for too long. "Bane sees you staring at my gym partner!" He doesn't care if everyone hears and looks over.

Lex has tried recruiting you for The Legion Of Doom but Ivy made it clear just how she disapproved of his choices. Harley made sure to also give him a piece of her mind.

You live a free and wild life but you have protection around every corner on every side. The Batfamily. The Rogeus. All your family.

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Hello.

How Asura/Orochi/Shuten Doji/Taishakuten react to their S/O trying to escape them (yandere)? If you don't mind.

Thank you.

Oh boy this has been in my drafts longer than I would've wanted but now im back!!

Asura,Orochi, Shuten Doji & Taishakuten reacting to their S/O's attempt to escape

Asura

Asura took every measure so his S/O would never leave his side. This includes having them under heavy supervision at all times. Or at least that's what he assumed. So when he caught them just about to leave his realm, Asura lost it.

He would never take it out on his beloved, Asura would never lay a hand on his darling, but his underlings however was a different story. He had specifically tasked everyone to prevent their escape, but they were all stupid enough to let them almost get away.

Now Asura had no choice but to be with them 24/7, and when he had to be away, they'd be chained until his return. It breaks his heart to do this to them and hear their cries but they'll have to get used to it until Asura deems that he trusts them enough to not try to escape again.

Orochi

They swear that they have escaped Orochi's oppressive grasp, but in reality he is just messing with them. Since he wants to lull them in a false sense of hope only to take them back to his side where they rightfully belong. After all, they were the only one who managed captivate his dark and wicked heart.

This could go on for as long as Orochi would like, but as much as he hates to admit it, he can't bear to be away from his S/O for too long. Once he's made up his mind on bringing them back he won't simply show up out of the blue, he likes to mess with them before making an appearance. Most of the time he will make his snakes slither past by them or get close to them only for them to leave as quickly as they came.

When Orochi finally has his fun with them, he will simply appear right in front of them and wrap them in a tight hug and asking them in a sweet and terrifying tone if they missed him. Only for him to then pick them up and carry them back to their home, completely ignoring their desperate pleas for him to let them go.

Shuten Doji

He's been working so hard to please his S/O, everything he's done is for their own well being. So naturally, Shuten wants nothing more than to them be by his side for all eternity, since he doesn't want to go through the agony of rejection once more.

This was never supposed to happen, he always made sure someone was watching over you whenever he was busy. In this case it was Hoshiguma doji who had become their only friend and confident in this whole mess, he only wanted to free them from this madness and.

He was the only one who knew what Shuten Doji was doing was wrong, and was even willing to abandon his duties to protecthis friend.

But Shuten thwarted their escape as he forcefully grabbed them by the arm and dragged them back to his side. His S/O cried and begged to he let go, but Shuten ignored their pleas.

He wasn't going to punish them since in his delusional mind they did nothing wrong and were influenced by Hishiguma Doji, who insisted would receive a terrible punishment for his disobedience.

Taishakuten

He takes it horribly when he discovers that his darling has escaped. Taishakuten can't fathom the idea that they would ever want to leave his side. If he has been nothing but the perfect lover, in his mind he never punishes them or try to hurt them in any way. He also has been spoiling them non stop in a way to show how much he truly loves them.

During the whole search he is absolutely devastated, and with each passing moment his heart breaks even more. He still can't believe they had the audacity to escape his side. But he reassures himself that they won't be gone for long.

In the end, it doesn't take long for him to find them, and he is relieved to see that they are safe and unharmed. However, Taishakuten is deeply hurt by their actions and will let them know constantly how much it hurt him. Though he wouldn't punish them too severely since he can't bring himself to hurt them. And to prevent from them escaping in the future, he decided to force his S/O to be by his side at all times and if he can't be with them, he'll keep them locked up.

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for the book asks--15 please! and also 20 if you don't mind a double ask <3

15: recommend and review a book.

Okay, so you KNOW what book you're gonna get for this lmao.

TO EVERYONE OUT THERE, PLEASE READ FRANKENSTEIN BY MARY SHELLEY.

I swear, that book UNHINGED me. I will never be the same. God, fuck, I can't believe I lost my 48-tweet love song to Frankenstein and why everyone should read it, but I cannot believe that at all of 19 years old, she could pack so much pathos and humanity in only 250 pages. It's everything. It's a spoiled terrified young twink brat only just realizing what he has brought into this world, that this squirming, naked, needy thing is his alone. His responsibility. And he flees into the night, a terrified new mother, desperate to pretend it never happened. I cannot ever stop thinking about the fact that she wrote this at 19 years old, all of about 18 months after losing her firstborn infant, who died during the night while Mary slept. How much of herself did Mary see in Victor? In the Creature? I lose my mind at the way Victor and the Creature are seen in popular culture, as this mad old scientist and his lumbering dumb awkward creation, when in reality Victor is all of about 22 at MOST when reanimates the Creature, all up there in his weird creepy attic apartment lab. He's a college dropout. An obsessive mess. And he abandons his child in his son's moment of need.

And the Creature! He's so passionate and eloquent, haunting and wounded. This should be the man who dogs our steps and keeps us up at night. This preternaturally strong man, who is largely impervious to cold and is wicked fast, who had each of his body parts chosen for their special beauty by Victor, but there is something about him, a living corpse with crepey skin and watery eyes, lips as dark as a dead man's, that terrifies everyone he comes in contact with.

And this is the thing!!!! He is not a monster. Look at him, turned out, born into that accursed attic with nothing. He could not yet see. He did not know language or how to defend himself, feed himself, warm himself, care for himself. He was left to die. But he stumbled along, covering himself with a coat he stole from the attic as he fled, naked and cold, and learned to start a fire, to feed himself on berries and plants, he taught himself to speak, read, and write simply by observing - and he observed humans from afar and yearned only to be loved and accepted. To be one of them.

It's such a fundamental, heartbreaking story. It shatters me. It compels me. I can't ever get them out of my head. Two men who damned each other, Victor by denying his creation the very real care and comfort and humanity that he owed to someone he brought into the world, and the Creature who sought to reduce Victor to that same state by killing everyone he loved, so that Victor would be like him, isolated and miserable. Alone.

And yet, even in the end, they're entwined. Victor's death ends the purpose of the Creature's life and he mourns his father-creator, even after all of it. It's such a complicated story of parent-child relationships, of the exploration of new boundary-pushing science, of pseudo-incestuous themes and tones between two men who have knotted themselves up so well into such a perfect tangle, that they can never be picked apart.

20. what are things you look for in a book?

Hmm. Good question.

I like to be fascinated. I love beautiful prose, but I'm particular about it and am not generally fond of it being too precious or purple. I love things with a bit of monstrosity that get into the gross and horrible details of life, like J.G. Ballard's Crash and John Gardner's Grendel, two absolute favorites. I love books that fuck with narrative structure and keep me guessing, like Italo Calvino's If on a winter's night a traveler and Julio Cortázar's Hopscotch. I love a certain sense of interiority and confessional voice, like Jeanette Winterson's Written on the Body, Olga Tokarczuk's Drive Your Plow Over The Bones Of The Dead, and Ocean Vuong's On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous. I love things that make my skin crawl but have a certain compelling beauty, like Patrick Süskind's Perfume: Story of a Murderer. I love a sense of awe and hope and hushed connection, the way Susanna Clarke's Piranesi left me.

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My dear, I am absolutely at my knees for your Rhysta fanfics. The way you portray them is exactly the grand way I expected to see them (because of the potential of each character that was spoiled in canon). And you still went and made them a pair. I kneel once again to your insight and such wonderful writing. Rhysand and Nesta are true equals, whether they stand face to face or side by side. I believe only they could handle each other in their entirety (hopefully with something that stops them from killing each other before they really get to know each other).

What a pair and, more precisely, the way you portrayed them. It felt like I was reading about two fated gods, I swear. POWER AND POTENTIAL. Apart from their personalities. Particularly, I believe that Nesta, QUEEN OF QUEENS, would be the true ruler in essence among the sisters. She is a natural and powerful leader, even before she was Made. She suits Rhys so much. If they're like that (fic or canon), almost killing each other, imagine when they went from that to walking side by side (Nes certainly wouldn't tolerate shit and would give him a hard time for some of his actions - he DOES really need that -, and i believe that she would really help to govern that poorly divided and little explored court, adding to the personality interested in knowledge that she has and he apparently has too - references to him being a scholar in his spare time. The grandeur of their presence. Rhys likes to be funny and dramatic, Nesta rolls her eyes and rebuts him because she is the serious one between them, but she may find it amusing internally. And when she decides to show affection, he would be melting at her feet, also loving that it is a part of her that only he sees and his big ego would shine through it.). There are SO many possibilities about the internal and external dynamics between them that I get lost rambling, im sorry.

Anyway.

I have sooo much to say, but I will limit myself at this point to praising your writing once again. Like I said, ON MY KNEES. You've gained a super hyper mega regular reader here. PLEASE, if possible, continue.

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This message in my inbox made a bad day so much better. Thank you lovely 💓💓💓💓💓💓

The potential of rhysta can not be calculated. Our minds can't comprehend fr ✋️😭

I think of the sisters as we see in canon, Nesta is teed up to be a ruler. I sort of love stories of her shirking that mantle but I equally enjoy her stepping into that power.

I can't write any rhys pairing where he isn't taken to task, that man is a loser in love, and it's the best version of him. 😂. You're so right about Rhys being a drama queen 🎯.

Thank you so so much for this. It's so encouraging to see people enjoy and respond to what I create with the same excitement and effort as goes in.

Thank you, thank you. 🥺🥺🥺💗💗💗💗💗

[joegoldbergx]

Joe Goldberge rp blog by @wistfuldarkmindpalace

RULES

Professor Jonathan Moore. That's his new path, his new identity. Joe Goldberg had to turn the pages of his past to start a new journey.

I thought I could enjoy my European journey in absolute serenity. Thing is I was wrong. Being a professor in London had proved me that I couldn't escape my past. Heartbreak is the catalyst for a new path. That's what I needed, I needed to find the old me, maybe...Maybe avoiding any sort of attachment this time? Relationships aren't really my thing. We know that, right? We know how it ended last time. It usually ends in blood, heartbreak, people die, I shouldn't get involved.

Jonathan has been teaching during mornings what he loved the best. Literature. Books were his life and he feels in his environment while he was talking to his student. Students had their eyes on him, of course Joe was still very appealing and good looking.

I said this before I am not interested into getting involved. Nope. No more. I have promised myself to avoid these irrelevant attentions.

Joe may have promised himself to stop getting himself sentimental involved but whenever he looks at his weeding ring, there was only one thought. He missed having someone in his life, he literally missed everything. Especially these days. Let's be honest. A wolf can't lose his vices.

Bad habits. I am a new man, a loved professor at the academy. I have changed after Love, after Beck and some other one night stand encounters. You can't affect me anymore, you cannot do anything to me.

Often Joe was lost in his head and while he was thinking of all his bad habits, he was in his flat after a long day at work. He was looking at the window spying on his neighbour.

Oh, hello there you. I know what you are doing. You are thinking that someone is watching you from the other side while you are enjoying your evening. I know, I have been saying that I would have stopped but I miss having someone in my life. Maybe I miss that special someone that would change my life completely. A soul mate. I miss it. I miss the thrill, the craving, the yearning, the kissing, the passion. I could stare at the window and slowly who I was watching was someone else...

Joe has been staring outside the window but the woman that was staring at in his mind was Love. As a twisted memory she was touching her body, dancing slowly with music on, naked while her gaze stared back Joe from the other side of the window inviting him to come in. Joe was pierced while his hand had went down to himself unable to stop himself from doing so.

No, no no. I am not doing this. Not anymore. No! Stop it!* He shook his head noticing that the woman wasn't Love but just his neighbour. *It was just a bad dream. You are dead. Dead. That's it. I won't let ruin my life like this from you.

As much as he hated it, his words aren't matching his body, his eyes and his red cheek. He turned just away, closing the curtains. No more You.

I won't let it happen again. I am not a murderer... I just did some mistakes but I want to fix it. Many times my vain attempts to show love have ended in blood. Nothing is wrong with me. Some poets said that some men have different ways to love. You don't need to be afraid of me. Maybe this year something will change.

The saddest true of all. I am completely alone. I have always been alone ever since I was a kid. That's the true. The saddest true of all. I have come to the conclusion that I am the real problem, I'm the real monster. I hadn't anybody in my life who really loved me, completely, hopelessly just the way I did love them. I just wanted to make this world a better place and since I couldn't do with people I wanted to clean up these scumbags, these spoiled cunts. I did this...I am the maker of my own downfall. Perhaps I should just do it. Kill myself. That's the only option.

Joe was still trying to figure out what the hell happened in the past few months ever since he killed Love, he abandoned his kid and got heartbroken with Marienne. He did this, all of this just to justify, just to not feel alone. Loneliness is worse than depression it has been said.

Slowly but gradually he found out that he had a Rhys' towel with. He wanted to smell his scent, as much as that was a sweaty scent, he wanted to feel.. Something. Someone. He missed having someone. The invention of his own loneliness. A figment of what he might want. What he really wanted after all. Joe wanted to be that man, the man who claimed that is possible to change. Joe picked yo one of his pictures. This morning he found a gun. He thought that Love could even make him pancakes for him but instead in the fridge there weren't pancakes but just a gun. You should just kill yourself you stupid idiot.

Joe shook his head. Instead, he decided to check on Rhys' profile. He wanted to find the real him, the man which Joe got obsessed over the past few months, well more than an year back in France when he found his book. That's where all started, all his obsession.

Someone it playing tricks with me again. I just want to get back to my European holiday that's all. I just want to find peace for once. Still it seems that a mystery is waiting for me to be solved. Dammit, it really feels like to be in a Agatha Christie book right now. All these years I have been the obsessive lover, the obsessive man but right now I feel like I am the prey. Someone very close to this group of people knows who I am. Shit shit.

Joe has been staring at the wall where he saw all the pages, the journals. Beck, Love, Madre linda, Peach. He saw all his life on the wall. Was someone interested in him? Someone who wanted to expose him? If it is that so then why he/she made him take care of Malcom's body.

Such neat, well, neat... Whatever this is, it was his job done. One of these rich douchebags was trying to frame me, making me look like a trouble. The new American man, aka me is trying to be framed. I hated Malcom myself but who could hate him more than I did? Phoebe? Kate Galvil, the unsatisfied girlfriend or Adam the guy who likes having golden showers? This is a maze. Maybe I have been brought here for a reason. Someone dragged me in this place to make me appear as the bad guy of the situation. Quinn's family is still in my life. I allowed this to happen to me... My student was right, usually is the second suspect seems to be the second victim and that's why all happened to Simon Soo. I have missed it. In this circle of sickos, only Rhyn seems to be the man who even understands me. Even him could be considered a suspect? I don't know, but I will find out. Soon.