#SHOW THEM AFFECTION YOU ABSOLUTE COWARDS!!!

[casmick-consequences]

i actually do think it’s criminal that not only did jack become god when they were only three, but also they became god before they’ve ever even had a forehead kiss by any of their parent figures. CRIMINAL.

[midnightsnyx]

girl at home | mat barzal | part 7

pairing: mat barzal x fem!reader chapter summary: calista continues to put strain on mat and nora's relationship and shocking events unfold

warnings: angst and swearing and not edited word count: 2k authors note: @barzysbaby is officially a co-author on this story cause she comes up with genius ideas and helps me when I have writers block <3 also, all I have to say about this chapter is sorry. i can't even say happy reading because it won't be.

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Despite Jax’s lecture, you’re struggling to accept Calista. It’s mainly because she seems hell-bent on taking on a step-mom role to Nora even though she and Mat have only been dating a couple weeks and Nora absolutely hates her. On the days Mat wants to spend with her, she refuses to if his girlfriend is tagging along. You hadn’t seen Nora throw a tantrum the way she did the first time Calista tried to go with them since she was a toddler. It’s concerning because you are worried that it will start to affect her relationship with Mat and that’s the last thing you want. You know that Nora adores him and in just the short month since you ran into him in the grocery store, they’ve formed a special bond. 

You decide you need to talk to Mat about the situation so you leave a little early to pick Nora up. She spent the night at the Barzal’s and you know that Liana and Nadia brought her out for breakfast so Mat should be home alone and the two of you can have a civil conversation. When you knock on the door and Mat answers with a warm smile on his face, you feel a wave of homesickness wash over you. It’s been 6 years, but the smile he seems to reserve just for you never changes and you wonder if he even notices it. 

“Hey,” he greets you, opening the door so you can walk inside. “You’re early.” 

There’s nothing in his tone that should make you suspicious, but you have a feeling in the pit of your stomach. You follow him to the kitchen, sitting at the island and accepting a bottle of water from him. He sits next to you and there’s a comfortable silence before you break it.

“I wanted to talk to you about something,” you say, looking anywhere else other than at him. You have no idea how to address the problem without it seeming like you’re trying to interfere with their relationship. You just need to explain that pushing Nora to be close to Calista isn’t going to work, and if he can’t accept that, there will have to be changes. 

“Yeah, I actually had something I needed to tell you,” he mumbles. He isn’t looking at you, picking at his fingernails instead. It’s a bad habit he’s had as long as you’ve known him. It’s oddly comforting to see something that hasn’t changed. 

You reach out and touch his hand lightly, and he stops and looks up at you. You’re not sure what’s allowed now that he has a girlfriend but he doesn't pull his hand away so you take it as a good sign. 

“You first,” he insists so you nod and pull your hand away. His hand twitches slightly but you don’t let yourself read into it. 

“It’s about Nora and Calista,” you say gently, trying to gauge his reaction. His body stiffens at the mention of them and you have a feeling this isn’t going to go as easy as you were hoping. The coward in you wants to tell him to forget about it and just go home but you have to think about Nora, and her future relationship with Mat. You’re not going to let Calista ruin it, even if it damages your relationship with Mat. 

“What about it?” he asks and there’s a disinterested tone in his voice. It annoys you a bit because you need him to take this seriously. 

“Nora’s not comfortable around your new girlfriend, Mat,” you explain, trying not to let your frustration show.

“Well, she’s gonna have to get used to her,” he argues and that sets you off.

“She’s six, Mathew. You can’t force her to just accept someone new in her life and be comfortable with it,” you snap, ignoring his face that’s reddening. “She’s also her own person, and deserves to have a say in who she wants to spend time with. You might be new to being a dad, but that is common sense.” 

“Oh, here we go with the ‘new dad’ speech,” he says sharply. “When are you going to stop using that against me?”

“When you stop acting like one!” you yell, hating where this conversation is going. You had hoped that it would go smoothly, but you should have known it wouldn’t considering that the two of you can’t have a civil discussion without it turning into a fight.

“Well, I’m about to be one again!” he shouts and your body goes cold, processing the bomb he just dropped on you. 

Your first reaction is disbelief. 

“You’re fucking with me,” you say dumbly, staring at him as if you’re waiting for him to admit that he’s kidding. 

Except he doesn’t. 

“It’s not that hard being a parent, right?” he says dryly and you’re still in too much shock to hit him with a comeback. 

You’re not sure what you were expecting him to tell you but it certainly wasn’t that he knocked up his girlfriend of three weeks. You just can’t believe that he would be so careless considering that he just learned about Nora. 

“This doesn't change the fact that Nora doesn’t want to be around Calista,” you eventually say, standing up and looking at Mat once more before leaving. He doesn’t stop you from leaving so you go wait in your car for Liana and Nadia to get back from breakfast with Nora. 

They must not know or they think you don’t know because they give no indication that they are aware that Mat’s girlfriend is pregnant. You quickly discuss how Nora did overnight and make plans to go out to dinner together soon. They don’t mention that you don’t include Mat in your dinner plans. 

Nora is quiet on the drive home, staring out the window and only speaking when you ask her a direct question. Nadia had said she was well behaved and happy so you’re worried she’s upset about something. When you get home, you carry her backpack in and she trails behind you slowly. She flops down on the couch so you sit next to her, feeling relieved when she climbs onto your lap.

“Something on your mind?” you ask her, and she nods but doesn’t say anything. You don’t want to pry but you’re worried.

“Want to talk about it?”

She shrugs, tucking herself even closer to you. You sit in silence for a couple minutes before she finally speaks.

“Do I have to go see Mat on Wednesday?” she asks quietly, and you realize how quickly her relationship with Mat is declining. It’s exactly what you were scared would happen.

“Not if you don't want to,” you tell her softly. “Can you tell me why?”

She’s quiet again for a moment and then, “Calista is mean.”

“Mean how?”

You hear a sniffle and you want nothing more than to hunt Calista down-

“She said Mat probably isn’t my daddy.” 

Your heart breaks because you can only imagine how confusing this has all been for Nora. She was introduced to Mat without knowing who he was, and then heard from somebody other than you that he is her dad and now Calista is putting false ideas in her head. 

“Well, that’s not true,” you tell her. “Mat is your daddy, Calista is just confused.”

It’s not a proper explanation, but how are you supposed to explain to your six-year-old that Calista is a bitch? You’re beginning to question the woman's sanity. 

Nora doesn’t say anything else and you realize she’s fallen asleep so you put her in her bed and go back to sit on the couch. You really don’t want to talk to Mat yet, but you need to tell him what his girlfriend said to Nora because maybe he’ll realize why your daughter doesn’t want to be around Calista. 

Before you can text Mat, you get a message from Liana asking to meet for lunch tomorrow. You can’t help but wonder if she has an idea about what's going on so you agree and set up a time to meet.

Maybe you’ll get some more insight.

. . .

The next morning, you drop Nora off at day camp before going back home to get some work done before you meet with Liana for lunch. You’ve been waiting for a text from Mat so that you don’t have to message him but he’s been radio silent. Something feels off about the entire thing but you’re probably just still in shock.

Liana is waiting when you arrive at the restaurant and you search her face for any indication that she knows anything but she just smiles at you when you sit across from her. 

“Is Nora at her day camp today?” she asks, browsing the menu even though you know she already knows what she’s going to order. The two of you always go to the same restaurant when you get together.

You nod in confirmation, setting aside your menu and watching her face carefully. You wonder when Mat plans on telling his family about his girlfriend's pregnancy and what their reactions will be. You never knew how they reacted when they found out about Nora, but you’re guessing this is going to be much different. 

“Did you guys have any plans today?”

She frowns, shaking her head. “Mat said he had something planned with Calista?” 

You can tell she’s being careful of what she says because she starts picking at her fingernails - the same bad habit Mat has. 

“I think something’s going on, but I don’t know exactly what,” she says quietly. “He’s been really secretive the past week and Calista has been around more than usual.”

So she doesn’t know. 

“Why don’t you talk to him?” 

She shrugs. “Maybe. I don’t know if he’d tell me anything. Honestly, I don’t understand where their relationship came from. She’s been his friend for a while, but all of a sudden they’re dating,” she says. “He might open up to you.”

Not likely, you think but don’t say out loud.

“Maybe,” you lie. Mat might have a conversion with you, but it definitely won’t be a heart to heart about what’s going on with his girlfriend.

“Anyways, what’s new with you?” she asks, and that’s the end of that conversation. 

Now, all that’s left is to talk to Mat. 

. . .

Much to your surprise, Mat doesn’t argue about meeting up to chat. You agree to meet at your apartment while Nora is at your moms house. He’s late, not showing up until after 8 o’clock that night but you don’t say anything, not wanting to start an argument over that. He doesn’t smile when you open the door but he doesn’t look mad either. His expression is carefully neutral. 

“Do you want a drink?” you ask, mostly because you need a drink if you’re going to talk to him about everything that’s going on. He shakes his head, sitting on a chair instead of the couch and you know it’s to put distance between the two of you. So, you settle on the couch and wait for him to say something but he’s silent, staring at the floor. 

“Listen,” you begin but he cuts you off.

“I get that you don’t like Calista, but she’s going to be around. She’ll probably come back to New York with me but we’ll be back for holidays and during the summer,” he says. “I don’t understand why Nora doesn’t want to be around her, but you’re right-”

You cut him off. “She told Nora that you’re not her dad.”

He looks at you and frowns. “She wouldn’t do that.” 

“So you’re saying Nora lied?” 

“No,” he says defensively. “Maybe Nora misunderstood her.”

“She didn’t.”

“Calista wouldn’t-”

“Mathew, your girlfriend told our daughter that you’re not her father,” you say sharply, cutting him off. “I don’t want her near Nora anymore, and if you can’t accept that, then maybe you need to take a step back and rethink your priorities.”

You want to say you’re surprised when he gets up and leaves without saying another word, but you’re not. 

You used to think that you knew Mat better than anyone, but it turns out you really didn’t know him at all.

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[zenkindoflove]

Kneel Before Me - Elucien Oneshot

Title: Kneel Before Me

Relationship: Elain x Lucien; Elucien

Rating: E, NSFW

Status: One-shot, ~11,000 words

Summary: Lucien arrives at the House of Wind, only to be drawn into a sparring match with none other than the Inner Circle's own Shadowsinger. Things get out of hand and Azriel discovers whether he really can defeat Lucien easily.

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A/N: This one-shot has been turning around in my head for a long time now. Was I heavily inspired to take a stab at this after watching Dune Part Two? Absolutely. Was I also motivated because I'm tired of this fandom thinking that Azriel actually could take on Lucien in a fight. You betcha. Hence, this idea was born.

Please read the tags. You have been warned. If you are a big Azriel fan, this fic is probably not for you. So read at your own risk. This one is for my lovely underdog, Lucien, and all the Lucien girlies who know what's up.

Sneak peak under the cut

“You didn't think we’d end there, did you?" Azriel bounced on his toes. “We need to show Nesta how the Autumn Court fighting style handles hand-to-hand combat."

His words almost sounded helpful, but all Lucien could hear in his tone was pure aggression.

Lucien shook his head. This was too far for him. He didn’t want anything to do with this. It reminded him of the games that his brothers used to play in Autumn. Azriel was clearly trying to goad him, if not into a real fight, close enough to one to humiliate him in some way.

“I don’t think so. The point was made. Nesta has seen what she needs to for now.” He threw his sparring sword to the side, turning his back to Azriel to exit the ring.

“I knew you were a coward,” Azriel called out to him.

Lucien froze, his shoulders raising as his rage crawled up his spine. He could see the faces of the others, their eyes widening at Azriel’s taunt. Elain’s face especially looked confused and apprehensive. She flicked her gaze to him, and it hurt him to see the worry in her delicate features.

Lucien rolled his shoulders before he turned to face Azriel again. If the Shadowsinger wanted a war with words, Lucien would happily oblige him.

“Coward? Interesting. I didn’t see you jumping to volunteer to go to the continent when we were at war.”

“You’re right. Instead, I was here. Saving your mate from Hybern.”

Lucien instinctually balled his fists. It was a weak spot, and Azriel knew it. As soon as Lucien heard what happened to Elain when he was on the continent, he immediately regretted leaving her. It prompted him to hang out in Velaris those first few months after the war, before it all became too unbearable, and it was clear Elain was safe.

“I never did thank you for that,” Lucien replied, schooling his features. Never let them see how their words affect you. It was a lesson he learned long ago. “So, thank you, Azriel, for keeping Elain safe.”

“My pleasure,” Azriel darkened his eyes. “It’s a good thing I was around. I’ve always been here for her.”

[traumxrei-archive]

What if Ortho get a cute little kid crush on us (real or just a set-up lol) and it's because of that that Idia starts crushing on us too? Goes from "stay away from my brother" to "oh no, we're competing for the same person"

HELPPP but ortho's oblivious about it. he just thinks that it's great that idia's also becoming friends with one of his best friends meanwhile idia is having a level five mental breakdown bc oh my god he had a crush on the normie that he thought was going to take way ortho but actually you were a decent person who was willing to play pvp games with him even though you lost—

at first, idia was suspicious of your intentions. because...to be honest, no one had ever tried to befriend ortho with pure intentions. (he couldn't count the amount of times he had an alert on his tablet and rushed over to find someone stun-gunned next to where ortho was. seriously, it was way too many times.) and idia had a bit of a protective streak when it came to ortho. okay, he had a lot of a protective streak, but that was besides the point !!

it wasn't like ortho needed help picking out his friends. he had equipped ortho with an interface that had a built in heart rate monitor, and surely with having the literal internet in his mind, it was easy to differentiate the mob characters from the friendly npcs.

and even so, friendly npcs stayed friendly npcs because he scared them away. he wasn't really trying to, it was just people found him...too depressing. hell, even idia found himself too depressing at times, so he couldn't blame them. all the affection points ortho gained were balanced by the negative points that idia gained.

but what he couldn't understand was how you took his presence in stride. he remembered the first time he walked in to you and ortho huddled on the floor of his room. he had tried to turn around and leave, but ortho had spotted him. and he couldn't just leave, because in scenarios like this if he left it would look like he was running away. he played enough rpgs to know at least that much.

so he stood there as ortho introduced you as his friend. friend. friend. not an npc, not a mob, but a friend—

idia was about to pass out. he snuck a glance at you only to find you staring at him. he immediately looked away, scolding himself because that was a mistake only an absolute noob would make. he clearly didn't have enough AP to try and deal with you now, plus he would attract ortho's aggro if he was discorteous toward you in front of him. so idia bided his time.

okay, so idia was both forgetful and a coward, both un-protagonist-like traits, but he still had them! this was the reason why he liked playing rouge or magician characters in his rpgs. but, okay, he was getting off topic.

it's just that you were...nice. you were nice to him, and he could see how happy ortho was whenever you two were together. his room became a place you visited often, and idia had gotten used to you. just a little bit.

(do not remind him of the first time ortho left you in his room together. idia had felt like he was about to explore. his brain was lagging behind and you were staring at him expectantly. he had said a couple of jilted sentences to you and now his social skill was on cooldown. but no, idia wasn't going to talk about that or remember it)

and he found that you weren't as normie as you looked. you liked anime and mangas, which was already a death flag avoided for your future in idia's eyes. if anything else went wrong, you could get isekai'd, you claimed, and idia had seconded your opinion. but he would've probably been reincarnated as a canon fodder character. you immediately told him that even if he was canon fodder, he could easily break the system.

(idia wouldn't admit it, but he found you extremely based for around 0.8 seconds before he regained his sanity. he wasn't supposed to like you. or get along with you.)

and you weren't that bad at the pvps that he showed you. you showed a lot of promise. your movements in-game were clumsy, but you had a pretty good reaction time. and you always voiced out creative strats that gave idia goosebumps.

over time, he even got you hooked into one of his favorite rpg gacha games. and whenever ortho left you two alone, you would proudly show him your levels and characters you had accumulated. idia would only snort, because you had barely scratched the surface of the game, but then you would launch a pillow at his head, so he learned to hide his gloating from you.

ortho was delighted by this progression. he exclaimed that it was nice that they could all hang out together now, and play three-player games that idia had been saving for years. (the three of did do that one weekend. they spent the entire time playing those games until even idia's back started hurting. but he was having such a great time that he couldn't stop.)

it was all fine and well until idia started noticing how you came up to him in the rare times he went outside. to be fair, he was grateful to have someone to hide behind whenever ortho wasn't there, but his heart was beating too damn fast.

like that time when you went into the mystery shop to get his box of snacks for him because it was rush hour. it was so....so pog, that he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter—

wait...was he playing too many otome games, or did his heart just flutter at the sight of you....?

oh no.

oh no, this was bad, this was nightmare level, death flag raising type of bad, because...you were supposed to be ortho's friend. you weren't supposed to be his irl, 3D, not-virtual-reality c-word ! (c-word. cru— no, idia couldn't bring himself to say it, it made it all more real)

and now he can't get that affection bar out of the his periphery, nor can he get the sparkles and roses out of his eyes whenever he saw you. he was playing to the rng gods that he would pick the correct dialogue options that led to the good ending. after all, he wouldn't mind you being his official player two.

— okay, that's it from me ^^ such a cute concept and i ended up writing a lot more than expected haha— i just love the idea of idia going from strangers to acquaintances to friends to gaming buddies to c-word. idk i love writing idia sm,,,and the addition of ortho being the oblivious but supportive younger brother is the cherry on top sjfkjdsfk

[soupsv0id]

⚠️Warning to the Sonic community ⚠️

The artist @/ Quark19601 is extremely trans phobic.

(They also use the name Krack932 )

Every other day I see em being absolutely horrible on Twitter despite blocking them, and I realize they don't show signs of this on other sites so I'd like to share it here to those affected & those just against this generally, who don't know.

There are more details below; this is mostly to document of the stuff they've done on Twitter, but here on on Tumblr.

.. I previously tried to spread this via anonymous asks bc im a coward; but i feel like this should be known to ppl. A lot of LGBT ppl reblog their stuff & probably follow em.

I tried to post theese individually earlier however the format of the post became messed up? So I've had to compile them into 2 images, incase that happens again

I think theese can be easily verified if you look for them on Twitter.

[Don't harrass this person, just block em, -I'm not pressuring anyone to reblog; if you know someone who follows em you can send this privately if you want. ]

[snackugaki]

...man, i hate squawking in the text field, but the tags cannot contain me on this

ok so i’m a normal amount of normal about this. absolutely.

however...

i am also unattended and so my actions will prove why that is probably not great.

anyway, i love monikers, nom de plumes, sobriquets, y’know, pseudonyms if you will, code names even. 8D y’wanna know how I came up with them??????//?

okay okay okay, so! I will (until someone comes for me, but no one will ‘cuz y’all are cowards, I say, knowing my childhood nostalgia is doing a lot of the heavy lifting in my affection for Next Mutation but also i love camp) acknowledge and self-impose the title of Next Mutation trash lover as a disclaimer for why I’m gonna do another quick run down of Venus’ origin again. but a quick skim because a bitch is losing against her insomnia demon rn. 

now, a lot of the kids know that Venus = magic, in general. however, at least to me, intentionally or not Venus was more portrayed like a daoist... ‘magician’ of sorts, but less in a real world daoist sense and more of a cultivator in the xianxia genre sort of way. granted she wears the taijitu (yin yang symbol) and literally showed the boys her box of herbal medicine (and one dessicated vampire heart lololol). and now that I mentioned all of that, I can segue into why I gave her “White Snake” as a code name-- in that I chose it after Bai Suzhen/Bai Shejing which now that my insomnia riddled mind  is typing it out... my reasoning is actually pretty shallow, they both cultivate technically speaking, both work with herbal medicine and they just wanna help people. also just ‘cuz IDW has Venus wearing white now.

wao. thassit ig welp

jennika’s I just futz around with her name like jennika jenn i ka jen nika nikaaa niko niki nike nike like the greek goddess of victory. great. ok cool now ochre? no, mustard? no, gold? yes, ok nike gold it is lolz

‘cuz I was following the formula like in the show, Purple Knight, Yellow Submarine, Red King, Orange Pawn, Blue... something, Rook? Bishop? idk lemme alone but also there’s only so many chess pieces so I kept the color coding at least

then just asked tychou for what they’d think Mona Lisa’s code name’d be for as much as Venus and Jennika are my girls, Mona Lisa’s tychou’s.

[cebwrites]

affection headcanons (Law, Zoro)

a/n: i’m revisiting this since it’s been roughly a year since i made my very first x reader post on this blog!! 🥳 i still stand by the old ones i wrote for mihawk and don’t have anything else to add for him so hawkeye’s idiot green son will have to fill in for him 💔

masc reader, they/he law word count: 1k

Law

Their affection, once earned, is quiet; Law is a lot more comfortable showing how much they care for you through their actions rather than words - making sure you’re eating right, subconsciously monitoring your wellbeing, and most of all - allowing you into their personal space

Don’t get him wrong, they still seclude themself away from the crew more than they should, seeking the comfort of being cooped away in their office for long hours of the day with only short breaks to eat or (attempt to) sleep, but these days they can’t seem to find the right rhythm unless he can hear your idle movement in the background

When they need proper alone time you acquiescence, and when you need to interact with the crew to prevent boredom, on occasion, Law will let you drag them out with you to socialize for a short while - and once they run out of batteries? You get to have his head resting on your shoulder, one hand on your captain’s thigh, or cuddle with their face buried in your chest 

Law doesn’t think themselves as a super affectionate person, and to a certain extent that’s very much true, but all it takes is a few months away from you, without your touch, without the steady thrum of your heartbeat in his ear and they’re a little worse for wear - they miss the physicality

It’s all internal, “where it should stay” they might add, but those close to Law pick up on their longing for you, the ache, how he might shy away from comfort even more to avoid any reminders of you even though that’s what they need the most

It’d be unfair to ask that you threw away your sedentary life to traverse stormy seas just so you’d be by their side though it luck would have that you were already among the Heart’s ranks, a quiet part of Law revels in that - it wants to be selfish, it wants to be possessive, that even if harm could come your way that it would be sure enough they would protect you no matter what

But of course Law would never admit to it, so they begrudgingly relent to Bepo’s “I can’t sleep alone tonight”s and Penguin and Shachi’s whining for just one more game of cards, knowing full well that this is more for themself than their beloved childhood friends and he appreciates them even more for making the effort for his stubborn ass

Or maybe they would, though only when you’ve long been swept away to the land of dreams, when Law’s insomnia gets the best of them and they’ve got nothing better to do than brush the hair out of your sleeping face and admit to every treacherous tender thought that they’ve ever had for or about you

How in the distant future, after swords have been sheathed and the call to adventure is just a faint hum in the wind, how if they were to ever build a life with someone - and prior to Dressrosa they never thought they would need to - you would be the man Law wanted to grow old with

Zoro

Contrary to popular belief and, well, how he looks (like a toxic male gum rat), Zoro has absolutely zero qualms with saying “I love you” to the people he cares about in his life, only cowards are afraid of emotion, after all

There’s no squirming or (warranted) uncertainty like with Law - just the firm, self-assured statement that he loves you and wants you to know that; frankly you’re a little taken aback and how easily he says it but maybe you shouldn’t be, considering just how affectionate his captain is with him and the rest of the crew

If you weren’t a Strawhat already well shucks, you’re an honorary one now because Zoro cares about you and Luffy loves you too!

You eat with him, you nap together, you train parallel to one another, your routines intertwine sooner than either of you realize and you both pick up habits around each other - the first thing you notice is that erratic sleeping schedule of his

It takes more time than you’d like to admit and an offhanded comment from Brook for the realization to dawn on you that Zoro stays up all night to protect his crew, his nakama; a little longer into your relationship when Zoro tells you about Kuina and the promise Wado holds, how she died in the night, you no longer tease your boyfriend about being able to fall asleep anywhere 

It’s not all bad though, having him nap during the day, you get to chat with Usopp or Franky while Zoro’s head dozes comfortably in your lap, unable to resist slumber especially when your fingers scratch through that layer of moss on his head just right and he pretty much only wakes up if there’s a loud enough explosion (on a good day with the Strawhats, there's one)

Bathing is a battle hard-won when it comes to Zoro, although with a few tips from the resident love-cook, you manage to get him in that bath at least more than once a week; nothing like the incentive of you being there too to sweeten the pot, right?

You coax him in with kisses, touches on his arm, then peel the hazardous material his clothes have become after a week on the ocean battling god knows what the seas throw at them 

From there you’re able to get him into a little bit of a routine; lure Zoro into the bathroom with promises of a “reward”, get handsy while you let him soap you down and vice versa, then soak in the tub after until Nami bangs on the door yelling at the both of you to quit using up the hot water

It’s a nice little system, and plus, hearing Zoro open up a little about his week in the same, raspy voice you get from him post-fuck in the tub with nothing between you is something you could very much get used to

[cimerran-714]

I figured that it would be helpful to call out ten of the most common pro-choice arguments that you might notice online. I'll preface it by saying that I am not a philosopher (or at least not yet), but I am a person with common sense, and you can see through these "arguments" if you have two brain-cells left.

Also, I understand that there are good PC arguments out there (although they are of course not successful, for a strong argument doesn't necessarily have to succeed). I am only arguing some of the most insane and ridiculous ones you'd spot.

If you want to go through some really good claims made by pro-choice/pro-abortion advocates, I'd recommend David Boonin's 'A Defense of Abortion'. It'd help you instead of you having to regurgitate whatever you are spoon-fed by the leftist cult. Go check out that book even if you're pro-life, because it's a great one.

Let's get started, shall we?

A human embryo/fetus is not human:

Yes, it's both human and alive. Biologists agree with this (including pro-choice biologists), and even pro-choice philosophers acknowledge this. This is basic empirical reality. And you only have to open an embryology textbook to know how wrong you are. Also, these people can never explain what species the fetus belongs to if not "Homo Sapiens".

2. It's just a "clump of cells".

All of us are made up of cells. Some are "clumpier" than others. And plus, it's not merely a clump of cells: the embryo is a human organism in its earlier stages of development, and very soon is also differentiated as it grows. That's like saying that it's okay to destroy a car because it's just "a bunch of metal thrown together".

3. It's not a person/sentient, yadda yadda:

Irrelevant and it's the same logic that slave-owners used to own people. Human rights is species-based, and the embryo/fetus is human. That's all that matters. These people love to make up ridiculous, arbitrary criteria to justify their bigotry.

4. You cannot force people to donate their organs...

Not the same thing at all. You cannot be forced to save people, but that doesn't mean you can actively kill them. This is the difference between killing someone and letting them die. There is a significant moral difference between deliberately pushing someone off a cliff and not saving someone who's hanging off a branch at a cliff. Abortion is the former.

5. Women would die...

All states have life-threat exceptions built into it, so this is just deflection. And yes, there are doctors who refuse to perform entirely legal abortions, but that is their fault. It IS legal. They're just cowards, and you can't blame the law for this because they already make this exception.

6. You cannot force your views onto others:

If you support democracy (and, you know, voting) you're forcing your views onto others. That's how law works.

7. The child would grow up in poverty, yadda yadda yadda...:

We don't kill born children because of these reasons, so it's a ridiculous claim. You don't solve poverty by killing the poor.

8. They are just pro-birth:

Statistics show that Republicans donate more to charity than Democrats. Also, just because they don't agree with your method of helping people doesn't mean that they don't care about born people. You see, it's like saying "A fire-fighter rescued someone from a fire, but they don't want to pay out of their pockets to look after them throughout their lives. They don't actually care!"

9. Showing pics of fetuses belonging to other species as a gotcha:

Yes, mammals of different species look the same in their earlier stages, but that doesn't mean there isn't a difference between them. This is, once again, bigoted slaver logic (to want to kill people based on their looks).

10. Men cannot have a say because:

As men are directly affected by this, they absolutely have a say. They are fathers too, and remember that they're the ones who have to pay child support.

There you go. I am not expecting you to be pro-life yet if you are not, but I hope that I have cleared your head up somewhat.

[usagiboshi]

𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝗺 : riddle rosehearts

preview; how dating him would be?

series; dating series headcanons <3

pronouns; not mentioned (gn! reader)

staring; r.rosehearts!!

some headcanons were inspired by other authors' thoughts &lt;3

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS ( the "y-you broke an extremely important rule! as an apology for your mistake, you should...kiss me again!" boy)

── dear, if you think that he would act normal when you decide to kiss him or even show some kind of affection...it aches so much to tell you, but you're wrong. his face would be even more redder than that pretty red hair of his!

── riddle would even tell you how inappropriate it is (if you do it in public), or something like : "you broke a very important rule! to make up for your mistake, you should kiss me one more time!" let's be honest here, he just want you to do it again, but it's to proud and shy to say it out loud.

── he is a little bad at words of affirmation or even compliments, but I swear that our pretty rosehearts is trying. riddle wouldn't know how to find the right words to tell you that you're looking absolutely beautiful ( and would turn in to a red, cute mess trying to say it ).

── he's very touch starved in my point of view, but is not the type to get needy rapidly. when it happens, riddle just want to be close to you as possible, but won't come to you for it. he firmly believes that this is a weakness of him and it must be left aside, but please, tell him that his feelings and need are valid.

──when he do comes to you, rosehearts would shyly invite you to spend some time with him in his room!! when there, he would take your hand in his and slowly play with you fingers and palm, tracing random figures on it. he really hopes that you will notice his neediness and give him headpats, cuddles and kisses!!

──he would try to control his anger while being with you, although we all know that riddle have some anger issues, he wouldn't say a thing ( at least not on purpose ) to upset you.

──riddle feels comfortable around you and that causes him to relaxes a lot more. he would still be that riddle we all know, but a little bit calmer.

──HE CLEARLY HAS A DEEP FAVORITISM!! rosehearts would let you slide against some minor rules, but still, that's something amazing!!

── ALSO...HE KNOWS ALL YOUR FAVOURITES BY HEART! i mean..he literally memorized more than 500 rules, so i really think that riddle would know everything about your favorites interests and things like that, so don't expect him to forget something you said.

──something whispered in my ears that he would hide his red face on the side of your neck when you two are hugging or cuddling!! also, this is the type of thing that he would die denying.

── HE WOULD GIVE YOU THAT ROMANTIC LOVE LETTERS!!! HE WROTE A THOUSAND OF THEM AND WILL GIVE ALL OF IT TO YOU IF THE CHANCE COMES!

── riddle is deeply in love with you. he trusts you with his little secrets and all the things that his mom has done. when he is confident enough to talk to you about it, rosehearts would just wait until you tell him that he is a coward for acting like this for his whole life, but you reassure him that it wasn't his fault. that's when he realized that he wanted to feel like this fore the rest of his life: loved and cared for.

[the-loaf-of-calamity]

Hear me out... Hear me out here... (the Jelleton brainrot consumed me) What if... Jelleton Lovers... Like fr tho. I have this damned cursed thought bubbling and boiling in my head and I'm gonna make y'all listen to my rambles because I think it's a neat idea! Leggo! I'm gonna also give these two fan names btb :> =================================== SO... What if the Towering Nobilmente (Mento) and the Panicking Alla Mambo (Samba) were in love? (These two here vvv)

I can just imagine their dynamic already, "Spooked lil' weenie with their very tall, stoic, but also awesome partner". Samba would probably hide behind Mento if things be looking scary out there while Eight's on another floor, Mento's gonna do his best to protect the lil' weenie from the other Jelletons (aka the Battering Lentos and the Whirling Accelerandos) because they really care about Samba, even if they doesn't really show it openly. Samba and Mento would spend their time kind of rambling the day away (More or less Samba rambling and Mento patiently listening), waiting for when Eight'll come to the floor... Although they both equally fear Eight and their might with a weapon, they promised to try and be there for each other no matter what (even if Samba's a huge coward). They're not really good at "lovey-dovey stuff" because they weren't programmed with such feelings... but even then, these two are about as in love as they can be. Samba (P. Alla Mambo) often shows their love by really circling around and hopping next to Mento freely without a care of anyone watching (no matter how cowardly they may be), almost as if it's a dance of sorts... Mento absolutely loves that and tries to mimic by shifting from side to side... but it doesn't really work out... but it's no matter, Samba knows that Mento's doing their best! Although even if they often cower behind the Nobilmente because well "scary Lentos and Accelerandos...", it's clear that they're trying to be brave for Mento too! Mento (T. Nobilmente) however isn't the best at it, but they often show their love just by nudging against their Alla Mambo partner or by intentionally shortening their tower just to be closer to Samba, merely resting their nozzle on Samba's head and essentially trying to be affectionate as they can, even if they just rest their nozzle on their head or merely nudge Samba. They may not be the most well-oriented with affection, they just want to prove to Samba that they truly care for them. Plus they're willing to shoot away anyone who even tried to even get anywhere close to Samba, usually a good warning shot is enough to ward them away... but sometimes they end up shooting someone off the stage, which would be enough to deter anyone from their dearest Samba... Only giving of a slight nod to assure the Alla Mambo that they're safe. They both complement each other quite well, Samba is inspired to be brave and not-so-cowardly because of Mento and how strong they are + how much they are inspired by their awesome sniping partner while Mento's able to let loose and get in touch with their own feelings the more time they spend with Samba as well as they were formerly closed off with the other Jelletons before meeting Samba... It's like they're a match made in the Jelleton Portal!... They even promise to spend their life with each other... perhaps desiring to see the outside world together as well. Would be a shame if either of them was to get splatted in front of the other by Eight and would lead them to either grow intensively depressed or intensively enrages and grow a very strong grudge against Eight... would be a true damn shame.... :> Anyhoo, that's it for my rambling about these two and their fluff, I'mma go back into my hole, hopefully you like the Jelleton Fluff! Catch ya later and stay off the hook!!!

[yovrstruly00]

tainted faces | part 3

What if Lucerys Velaryon was born a girl? AND that Aemond Targaryen is head over heels for her instead!

tainted faces | part one

tainted faces | part two

tainted faces | part four

A/N: sorry it took me a few days before updating! signal is shit.

trigger warning: violence (slapping), incest

genre: angst? enemies to lovers

Jacaerys was restless, pacing around. Lyssaera is behind him, picking at her nails as she bites the inside of her cheek. 

"I want to murder him. I shall put his head on a spike-"

"And be known as a kinslayer? Are you a fool?" Rhaenyra blurted out, interrupting her oldest son. "It is not a smart choice to start a war. The Greens will take over Driftmark and strip all of our birthrights, like what they did to me. Aemond will take what is rightfully ours."

"Then you suggest that we send Lyssaera away rather than fight for her," Jacaerys said through gritted teeth.

"Know your place boy. You shall never speak to your mother like that again. Get out, the both of you." Daemon commanded. Lyssaera and Jacaerys glanced at each other before exiting the hall with heavy footsteps, leaving their mother and uncle in the meeting hall. 

"Are you a fool Rhaenyra? Giving her away is like sending in a pig for slaughter!" Daemon exclaimed. He walked towards Rhaenyra as he leaned on the painted table. Daemon was never the best at showing his affection, but with his actions, Rhaenyra knew that Daemon cared for Lyssaera as if she was his own daughter.

"If we do this, there will be no bloodshed. This is for her legitimacy as an heir, and the children she will bear." Rhaenyra explained as she reached out for Daemon’s hand, but Daemon pulled her in harshly making Rhaenyra trip over her own foot. Daemon’s deadpan eyes stared into Rhaenyra’s eyes.

"The absolute spitting image of my brother, a coward." Daemon sneered, making Rhaenyra slap him. She forced herself out of Daemon’s grip as she dusted the skirts of her gown. Giving him a spiteful look before walking away. 

Lyssaera was sobbing. She never felt so betrayed, what hurt her more is that she felt like her own mother was betraying her. She felt Jace embracing her, and she leaned her head on his chest as she cried.

"I swore to you sister. I’ll never let anything terrible happen to you."

"But Driftmark." She sobbed into his chest.

"Who in the Seven Hells care about Driftmark? I’ll give you King’s Landing and Dragonstone if that's what you want sister. Behead and kill all those who oppose." He chuckled, hoping to ease her cries and pain.

"You’ve been a doting brother Jace, but it is not the time to make childish promises. What must I do?" Lyssaera expressed as she wiped her tears with the cuffs of her gown.

"Lyssa, Driftmark is yours." Jacaerys reassured. She took a quick step back, narrowing her eyes, and stared at her brother.

"We are bastards! Chocolate brown locks? Dark amber eyes? Do you think that any living or dead Velaryons and Targaryens possess these traits? We do not possess platinum-colored locks nor lilac eyes like the rest of them. We are the bastards of Harwin Strong! Do you think I do not notice it? Servants and maids whispering and staring at us? They question my legitimacy because I am tainted with Ser Harwin’s blood, as are you! And you are the heir to the Iron Throne! But that does not make you and I different. We both know it brother, do not even deny it." Lyssaera exhaled. Jacaerys did not know what to say making him look away from her sister. He clenched his jaw and sighed, taking both of Lyssaera’s arms to hold her. He leveled his face with hers and gave her a reassuring smile.

"They may call us bastards, they may call us Strongs, but when the lords and men see us on dragonback they will know that as a lie. Only Targaryens ride dragons, sister. Remember that from now on." Jacaerys responded as he leaned his forehead on hers.

"I shall proceed to my quarters. I wish to be alone, brother." Lyssaera was numb. She felt cold as she was walking to her quarters. It felt as if the world was shutting her out. She fell to her feet once she closed the doors of her quarters. Hiccuped breathing as she rocked herself. She didn't know how to calm herself down.

⎯⎯

It was dead of the night already, yet she was still up and awake in her quarters. Her eyes are puffy and her face red. She refused to eat supper with her family. Jacaerys was worried, especially Rhaenyra, but they ought to give her the space she needs. She paced around her room. She despises herself for even thinking about it. But for her family, she’d do everything.

She does not really care about her legitimacy or birthright, but what choice does she have? Knowing what should be done, she grabbed a book and tore a page. She grabbed her quill and dipped it in dark ink. Tears flow as she writes on the torn parchment. She folded it and left it on her bed.

She did not bother tidying herself. She grabbed her cloak and hung it over her shoulder. She pushed the gigantic portrait on her wall, revealing a hidden passageway. She tried her best to muffle her cries.

She walked through the sands in the dead of the cold night. She was shivering. She can hear Arrax growling. She rushed towards the beast and stroked its chest to calm it down.

"Iksan sȳz valītsos, lykiri Arrax lykiri, dohaeris Arrax."

'I am fine boy. Calm down, calm down. Serve me, Arrax'

She shushed Arrax as she saddled up on the beast.

"Soves"

'Fly'

Arrax stretched its wings and stomped its feet. Roaring as the beast soared towards the dark skies. She worries about her family. She thought about Jacaerys at the last minute. She sobbed her eyes out, the brutal wind and rain pelting her face. She cried out to the gods as Arrax glided through the cold raging night skies, as if it was one with her.

⎯⎯

The knock on Aemond Targaryen's door jolted him awake. He groans and shifts before sitting up.

"My Prince, Queen Alicent, has requested your presence in the Great Hall." A knight informed him urgently. Without a second thought, Aemond hurried to the Great Hall. 

His eyes widened at the sight before him. Lyssaera Velaryon was soaked, kneeling on the ground. He huffed in disbelief, unable to move, and was speechless. His heart was pounding inside his chest. It was almost dawn. He bit his tongue to see if he was dreaming. She was in a weak state. She looked at Alicent and then at Aemond. She looked at him with intent in her eyes. Lyssaera was shivering and pale, her eyes deep, and her lips quivering. She took a deep breath before she spoke.

"Iksan kesīr sir. Take me as your wife, Aemond."

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@azaleapotterblack @dangerousbluebirdpoetry @maylaysia109 @shamelessblazecrown @hopebaker

[deadbydangit]

First Kisses

Knight, Skull Merchant, Legion (Susie)

Knight

If he could go his whole life without falling in love, he would.

But then you came along.

And he wouldn't trade that for the world.

But showing you affection?

He's super bad at it.

His idea of a hug is a little pat on the head.

It took months to get a proper hug from him.

And even then it's very rare.

A kiss?

That's a whole other level.

But he wants to.

He's trying so hard and it's painful to watch.

Survivors and killers alike just can't handle watching.

Alejandro, Durkos, and Sander have taken to giving Tarhos shit for it.

Calling him a coward.

"I am no such thing. Watch."

He'll kiss you right there.

With his helmet on.

And it will not feel good.

He will feel so bad.

If your lips or nose are bleeding, he'll clean you up while apologizing profusely.

Remove his helmet and give him a proper kiss.

His lips are chapped and his skin is scarred.

He also sucks at kissing.

But he'll get better with practice.

Tell him you'll give him a kiss any time.

He just has to take his helmet off.

Skull Merchant

She doesn't really care.

Like, a kiss is a kiss.

First kiss, tenth kiss.

Doesn't really matter.

But if you really want to make it special she can.

Adriana is a very competitive individual.

So it's going to be the best damned kiss you've ever had.

Starting with dinner date.

Super classy.

Then dancing.

Followed by the most romantic kiss you've ever had.

I'm talking about dipping you and a long passionate kiss.

And she'll ask if the best kiss you've ever had.

Because, if it isn't, she'll kiss you again with twice as much power.

If you keep saying no to be cheeky and get more kisses, she'll catch on.

And then she'll withhold kisses.

Now you're going to have to beg for them.

And if she's good at anything, it's making people beg.

Legion (Susie)

Out of everyone in the realm, Susie is one of the most affectionate.

But she's also one of the most shy.

So the first kiss is going to be initiated by you.

Try and get her while she's having a good day.

It's easy to tell when it isn't.

Trials can be really hard on her sometimes.

If it's a good day, she'll want to cuddle.

Her favorite thing to do is make a pillow fort and just cuddle for hours.

Get her in the middle of it.

Take off her mask.

Nice and easy.

And place a gentle kiss on her cheek.

Then watch for her reaction.

Once she realizes she can, she will absolutely kiss you back.

It's going to be broken up with giggles and hugs.

Maybe even a mid kiss pillow fight.

Don't worry, she won't hit hard.

But she might tackle you with a hug after.

Followed by a kiss.

And another kiss.

And another.

Expect these types of moments frequently from now on.

[anangelwhodidntfall]

Dad!Quaritch doesn’t comprehend how his size is terrifying.

I can see maybe early in their relationship, Quaritch would try to be more physical (I.e. patting readers back with his huge hang, giving her hugs, or even picking her up).

This absolutely terrifies reader, it only reinforces how small and helpless she is against him. She’s definitely too nervous to tell him that she doesn’t like it so someone else would have to step in (likely Jake) and tell Quaritch how uncomfortable reader is

Exactly! I imagine that he still hasn't grasped that he isn't 5'10(that's according to the Wiki page) and forgets that he's actually almost 10ft tall and given his qualities he comes off 10x scarier than say Jake or Neytiri do. With Spider being 6ft and Reader being about 5'2, I can see that he comes off scary to her especially after he kidnapped her and she struggles with that.

Quartich doesn't understand how scary he is because it doesn't seem to affect Spider as much but when he goes to hug her, pick her up, or pat her back, he notices how she flinches and cowards away from his touch. Meanwhile, when Quaritch lifts his hand towards her, all she can think about is when she was taken by her and how mean he was to her, aggressively pointing at the tracking device in her mask, him setting her on the table aggressively when she tried to escape the first time, or when she wouldn't talk to him so he raised his voice at her.

It just reminds her of that time when she was so small and weak against him and constantly thinks that he will return to that man and is scared to tell him out of fear.

Now let's say they were having dinner with the Sully's as they've done since before Quaritch came into their lives and maybe one of the reader's braids fall into her face while she was eating, and her dad noticed and went to move it for her in which she flinched which made him frown as Jake watched the interaction this wasn't the first time he's seen you do this with Quaritch which worried him.

"You know she does that out of fear right?" Jake said Quaritch as they cleaned up.

"Fear? Why would she be afraid?" He asked confused.

"Look I know you are trying with them but you did kidnap them and from the footage, at first you weren't so nice with them so given that and your height, I think you have your answer." Jake said as realization hit Quaritch.

"I didn't even realize that. Is there anything I can do to make her less afraid of me?" He asked Jake as he watched you talk with Kiri.

"You could try to talk to her and reassure her that you aren't like that but just give it time." Jake said.

Quaritch made his way over to where you and Kiri were at, and thought about how to bring it up without scaring you off. Kiri was the first to notice him and said she would see you later before running off.

"Hey, is everything okay?" You asked looking up at him.

"Yeah, I just wanted to talk to you about something, if that's alright?" He asked.

"Yeah that's fine, could you sit down though? I'm hurting my neck here trying to look at you." You said making him laugh as he took a seat next to you.

"Are you afraid of me? Is that why you flinch when I touch you?" He asked you.

"If I'm being honest, yes." You said to him.

"Can I ask why? I'm just trying to understand here and if I can fix it?" He said.

"Umm I don't know if you realized it but your like 9ft and I'm only 5ft but between that and the aggressively mean personality you showed us when we first met you know the pointing and throwing when were prisoners. I'm still trying to work through it's just that when you go to hug me or whatever, I worry your gonna hit me, and it just reminds me of a time when I wasn't your daughter but a small and weak prisoner." You said to him.

"Oh sweetheart, I never realized that. I'm sorry for scaring you like that, I just want to show you some affection like I see Jake do with his daughter is all. Is there anything I can do to help you?" He asked shocking you.

"Um, do you think maybe you could ask or announce that your gonna touch me before you do it? I think that might help me not be so afraid of you." You said as he nodded his head.

"Do you think I could hug you now?" He asked as you nodded your head feeling him wrap his arms wrap around you.

*Some scenes that come to mind when I think of reader being scared of him*

[roach-works]

YOU PIONEERED THE TENTACLE DICKS? I truly have so much to thank you for in my life.

i don't think i can take FULL credit for tentacle dicks because it was for sure a group effort! like, plenty of other weirdos cheerfully piled on to the idea and wrote it too, and i am still full of gratitude and affection for everyone involved.

but still, at the time i showed up to write as much alien porn as i could get away with, the general fandom zeitgeist seemed to be leaning towards 'trolls have extremely human genitals, one per each, except they're either grey or fun colored' and i was just like, no.

because, what the fuck! absolutely not. absolutely i was not having this Grade A Heterosexual Nonsense as the fanon default. like sure, fine, i got that everyone is used to having human characters front and center but the trolls had already been established as insectile bisexuals and i was going to write and draw them as slimy tentacular hermaphrodites so relentlessly that a greyscale penis looked like the boring coward option it is.

and i won! on 4chan boards that catered mostly to straight male fans, they kept going with human-normal depictions of males as penetrators and females as the penetrated, but the lj kinkmeme and early tumblr were the province of much weirder people who were extremely happy to imagine alternate genital configurations.

ten years ago, gender norms in fanfic (and everywhere) were a lot more rigid than they've since become, and they're still not all that flexible today! so at the time it was a lot of fun for me to just decide that i wasn't going to reproduce any human sex and gender norms, and to see a lot of other writers and artists agree that this was fun and cool. because it is fun and cool! sometimes you just want to be a fucking alien for awhile.

and look at some tentacle dicks.

[avinwrites]

IDV Ladies and their Love Languages ♡

Alice DeRoss

Alice’s love language is quality time. Time is something she doesn’t have much, and a lot of the time in her life is unpleasant. When she is able to be around someone and not have to worry about work, her past, or anything else but enjoying the time she’s given, she is more than happy. 

-Her favorite things to do include: working on projects with you, sitting and either brushing your hair or having you brush her hair, and listening to music or you talking to her about an interesting subject

-In the manor, the most common place to find her is the Library. No one would be surprised if she eventually ends up reading every book organized on those towering shelves.

-To do something nice for her, offer to let her pick out a few books and read them to her. Sometimes, she gets tired and a little confused, a trait carried through from her childhood, and loves listening to you read so she doesn’t fight with the words on the page.

-However, when she’s feeling good and has plenty of energy, she’s just as happy to read to you, if you wish.

Anne Lester

Anne’s love language is acts of service. When she was younger, she thrived off of words of affirmation, but after being neglected, betrayed, and heartbroken, she’s learned that she can’t take loosely thrown words to heart. When one shows their affections for her, however, she’s all the more likely and happy to reciprocate. While she does thrive off of the praises of others, it means so much more to her if one can both say and show what she means to them. Once she trusts someone, she’s willing to do almost anything. 

-What you can do for her to make her feel loved: After a match, ensure she’s ok and take care when patching her up. Show interest in her toys! She would be ecstatic if you asked to make one with her! You two would come up with the cutest idea, maybe two wooden dolls that come together in an embrace when pushed in such a way. No matter what, even if you messed up, she’d be enamored with you. 

Demi Bourbon

Physical Touch! No way around it. It’s both how she feels the most loved, and how she shows her affection for others. She’s very outgoing and bright and, though she has a strong temperament, she isn’t quick to anger. Instead, she’s boisterous and hearty, dragging people around, giving them a solid hand to the back, or squishing their face with both her hands whenever she’s excited or happy, which is most days. 

-Demi is always happy to have you drag her away to cuddle

-she loves attention from you

-if you were completely fine with public displays of affection, she’d squeeze you as tight as possible then and there, wherever you are. 

-but, she’s also fine with being all over you behind closed doors. 

-When in matches and you happen to be near each other

-she’ll always kiss you, hug you, or hold your hand

-or if you’re containing the hunter and she passes by you to hand you a drink, her hand will linger as long as possible

-as if to say “come on, you got this.” or “I believe in you.” 

Emily Dyer

Word of affirmation is Emily’s love language. She’s very sweet and always tries to see the best in others first. She can be a coward sometimes, and there are certain things that are uncomfortable to her, but when someone says they’re proud of her, or tells her that it's ok to be afraid, and reminds her that she is loved, the world seems like the perfect place to her.

-Emily has a bad habit of getting down on herself and accidentally affecting others with her attitude. She believes that she’s thrown her life away. As she gets older, and doesn’t have that stability she once longed for, her head becomes cloudy.

-She appreciates more than anything when you just take her hands in yours, gently brush your thumbs across the back of her hands and tell her everything’s going to be ok.

-Tell her that everything will work out, that she’s a hard worker and her ambition will pay off

-She’ll instantly perk up, and she’ll absolutely do something sweet for you in return

Emma Woods

Acts of service! Emma has both time and ability aplenty and wishes to put them to good use! If she feels as though she had made a mistake, she’s already making whoever she wronged a nice meal or is offering to take over one of their matches. She seeks out those who she’s bonded with in order to show them the fruits of her labor, whether it be an exuberant bouquet of flowers from her very own garden, or a foldable pop-up card she managed to figure out how to make herself.

-When it comes to being in a relationship with her, you two are practically never apart. 

-If you’re still asleep by the time she wakes up, she’ll gently push open your door and waken you with the utmost tenderness and sincerity. 

-Either that, or she’ll go ahead and eat breakfast, then bring yours up to you if you have still yet to wake.

-In matches, she prioritizes your health over anything else

-If you’re injured, she’ll forget decoding in order to heal you up

-You better bet she’s risking getting hit to dismantle the chair you’re about to be tied to if you’re caught by the hunter. 

-And if she isn’t able to save you in time, or messed something up in a match, she’ll be ready to apologize with a big hug and a sweet treat!

Fiona Gilman

Fiona loves giving and receiving gifts! Despite the fact that she’s not materialistic, like at all, she loves knowing that something reminds someone of her. Her room is filled with trinkets and fun things that signify her relationships with other people. She’s easily attached, but smart about her relationships. 

-It can get difficult for you, sometimes. Fiona will come back with a rock found on some map where she was playing. 

- “Look,” she points excitedly, “This vein of blue reminded me so much of the time you and I…”

-“And these little specks of gold…”

-She’ll explain every meaning she found in this small rock, and you smile, grateful, for the gift.

-But then you have to go back to your room and find a place for it next to the 12 others. 

-It's ok though, she’s just as happy when you do the same.

Helena Adams

Physical touch. How could it not be? Having lost her sight at a young age, she hasn’t been able to see much of the world, but she’s certainly been able to feel it. She loves to feel the curves, calluses, and crevices of one's hands, holding them intently not because she needs to be led, but because she wants to experience.

-After getting comfortable with you as a person. One night, she asked bashfully if she could take your face in her hands

-She spent an hour just running her smooth, small fingers over each minute detail of your features, as if memorizing how you look without even seeing you

-It became her favorite thing to do

-She loves everything that makes your face unique. The shape of your nose, where your forehead becomes your hairline, the shape of your lips, all of it.

-Even though by now she knows what you look like by heart, she still can’t help but putting her hands on your cheeks and peppering kisses over where she loves the most

-only in private, though

-But you can hold her hand any time you want

Margaretha Zelle

Quality time! She believes in choosing what to do with her own life, so choosing to spend time with someone equates to value, since she chose for herself what to do! Margaretha can be absent-minded at times, and is very grateful if someone reminds her to do something, or better yet, helps her out. Cleaning, cooking, playing in matches. It would lighten her load and make her oh so happy if someone were there with her.

-She often wishes that you could be in every match with her.

-She really appreciates it when you volunteer to take someone’s place just to be with her

-Sometimes that's a mistake, though

-If you happen to be near her at the beginning of the match, she place down a music box for speed, and instead of promptly decoding, she’ll grab your hand and pull you into a dance

-A few matches have gone wrong this way

-but that doesn’t stop her from spending time with you

Note: Sorry for not posting anything yesterday, I got home really late and almost immediately fell asleep. The second half of the women of idv will be posted tomorrow. I'll probably make 2 more posts like this after that, two for the men, and let me know if this subject for select hunters sounds appealing! Thank you all for your support! I love you <3

(also, this is not proof-read, I'll probably edit it tomorrow)

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Audio Drama Sunday - 17th March ✨

I’m back! I’ve been cursed by something and life keeps trying to really kill the vibe but I’m back!! Happy Audio Drama Sunday, everyone! ✨

👻 @tellnotalespod (S2E5.5) Ough, Riley! This is not good. They may be (pretending to be) fine but I’m not!! Absolutely fuming at the sequence of events that has separated Riley from the only person who can handle them and vice versa 😮‍💨

🌲 @hellofromthehallowoods (143) season 4 is gripping me by the lapels, screaming “do you UNDERSTAND?!” In my face while I stammer that I am not sure if I understand. I LOVE it though. It’s so fun listening to show where you can trust the creator to take risks and know that it will pay off if you pay attention and keep your red string handy. I love the idea that the god of change and rebirth is affecting the actual narrative - it’s so cool! Though, I want to grab Marolmar by the antlers and fling him somewhere nasty. If Nikignik gets (more) hurt, there will be blood. 

🧳 Travelling Light @monstrousproductions (15) hehe frogs 🐸. My wife can attest that I actually went ‘oh, no!’ out loud when I twigged where the little guys had come from! Oh, Traveller, what are we going to do with you? 

🎙 Not only did I have the immense pleasure of seeing The Attic live show this week, the new WTNV episode was so fun as well!! I’m so glad Kevin is back…

♦️@grottopod (6) Aaaah!!! Emily!! They have to get them back together?!! What does that MEAN??!! 

⚔️ @camlannpod (5) TURN ON YOUR LOCATION, COWARDS. Waaaah I just want to talk about how this episode hit us with the ‘you are in charge of your own destiny, your story can be changed’ then with a reminder that ‘there is no version of this story which doesn’t have a good ending’ BUT wHAt if he’s making one!!?!?!? I feel for Dai SO much but I really truly believe that the power of love is going to win !!! The Green Knight has just broken the radio so we don’t get to hear his long lecture about how to be a better boyfriend. 

🖥️ The Magnus Protocol (10) that was creepy as all hell. Absolutely hated that, actually. The first time in ages that I've thought about a podcast character with fear before turning out the light 😬

⚓️ The beloved eelers of @eelerschoice were back with a very fun Q+A episode. My main impression was how dARE anyone tell Lou that ey cannot write music??? Who is this person?? Feed them to the eels!!!! 

🍎 I finished @notquitedeadpod S2 these past few weeks which was GRIPPING as hell. I listened to the Q+A today and I have to say that it’s one of my fave Q+As ever, there was so much genuine thought and detail put into the answers. I can only dream of producing such a coherent, interesting response to any question about my own work! SO excited for S3, especially given that we're about to get into the vampire science!!!! let's gooo!!! 

Feel free to join me in manifesting a good week!! A huge thank you to everyone who's making these shows (and others!) which I love so much. There's nothing better than sticking on some headphones and escaping life for a while and I've needed that more than usual recently!