#and don’t even discuss young men lol

[cerayanay]

No guys don’t worry this young woman’s celebrity is going to be totally different. No yeah we’re going to do it right this time, she’s totally not going to be exploited at all. No i promise it’s different this time this teenager is totally in charge of her career, she’s not made to do anything. Yeah we promise we’re going to make sure this rapid rise in fame and complete stripping of privacy is not going to do any long term damage this time, she’s going to be totally fine this time

[bunni-v1]

First Years Finding Out Your A Girl?!?! (NOT CLICKBAIT!!!)

TW: Mild swearing, STRICTLY Female Reader, Discussion of Jack having a good sniffer (lol)

Info: Headcannons; Ace, Deuce, Jack, and Epel x Reader (platonic); Mostly for fun

🍓Hi. I'm back... sorta. I didn't have much time to write over the summer, and I honestly don't know how much I can write during school cause my schedule is... yikes. But I picked up something I wrote a while ago, edited it, and decided to post it. I'll be answering whatever's in my ask box right now, and then maybe work on some other stuff.

Ortho & Sebek

Second Years

Third Years

Dorm Leaders

-Okay so, I know we’re all wondering, how the hell do you get away with hiding your gender for so damn long?

-Firstly, those ceremonial robes do great at hiding the figure. The only tell would maybe be your hair, but feminine men aren’t unwelcome at Nightraven College, so you mostly get a few questioning stares and that’s it.

-Secondly, Crowley wants to save his own fucking ass. He already has to hide from the press that he has a MAGICLESS student from ANOTHER DIMENSION here, he doesn’t need the fact that you are a woman ALSO on his plate. So, obviously, he helps you hide your gender from others.

-Grim knows, of course, and he keeps his mouth shut for a few yummy cans of tuna (and threats of being expelled from Crowley <3)

-Even when you were just a janitor, he couldn’t have the rumor that he put a “helpless” young woman to work. (Like it wouldn’t be expected.)

-So how do you two do it?

-Baggy ass uniform. Crowley gave you at least three sizes too big.

-Your figure is completely hidden. Sure, you look completely homeless, but at least you’re hidden.

-For your voice, you simply deepen it. After some point, you blackmail Crowley into giving you a potion to help with it, since it's so taxing on your voice. (Or maybe your voice is naturally deep!)

-Sam provides you (for an unfairly pretty penny (not too different from your original world…)) any feminine hygiene products you might need.

-Honestly, you’re set for being cared for, but it’s the adjustment period that’s the hardest part. 

-Truly, it’s very jarring to suddenly be thrown into both a magical world and be isolated in a man's world with nowhere to hide.

-At least in your world you had other women who could understand your struggles. Here though? You’re completely alone.

-You notice how… messy some of these guys could be. How some of them smell… really rancid. -How rough they were with you and each other.

-Honestly, it’s kinda eye-opening. The way men show affection to each other is oddly refreshing to watch and experience!

-Ace and Deuce specifically are a good… trial run.

-That’s not what we’re here to talk about though…

-For the most part, it's incredibly easy to hide yourself for the first while on campus. Everyone on campus is so self-absorbed that they don’t bother questioning you.

-Your only real risk factor is Savannaclaw, but it's easy to avoid those guys (minus Jack, of course, but we’ll get to him).

-However, you can only hide your gender for so long… It’s mentally draining to keep up this facade all the time around people you care about.

-So… how do they find out?

FIRST-YEAR SQUAD

Ace

-He’s one of the first ones who find it out, and it’s in the very cliche anime way.

-After some point of knowing you, Ace is so comfortable that he just invites himself into ramshackle. 

-It’s never been an issue or anything. You’re thick as thieves now, you’ve survived death together a handful of times. If you ask Ace, that’s about as close as you can get with someone.

-Normally, you and Grim are just sitting around in the living area, but this time you aren’t. However, he does hear voices coming from your room. His curiosity is peaked.

-So, slippery guy that he is, he sneaks up to your room and his curiosity only grows when he hears a woman’s voice. Prefect getting lucky? And he didn’t tell him? Ace thought you guys were friends.

-He creeps up to your room, slides open your door, and!!! Holy shit it’s you. It’s you in a towel. It’s you and you’ve got tits?!?! 

-His first reaction is to… well… scream.

-“You’re a girl?!?”

“Why are you in my room???”

“You’ve got- boobs!”

 “Get out Ace!”

-Bro sits very politely and very quietly on your couch after that. Deep behind his blank stare, he is seething. You were a girl this whole time, and you didn’t tell him! He thought you guys were friends!

-He definitely fights you about it once you’re down and dressed. He’s just salty, he’ll get over it. 

-Swears up and down he won’t tell anyone.

-Immediately tells Deuce.

-That's it though! Deuce is part of the main quartet, he deserves to know! (You scold him for this too, but you figured it would happen one way or another).

-From him finding out, he doesn’t really treat you differently. You’re still a person, why should he act differently cause you’ve got different body parts than him.

-Though, and he won’t admit this, he’s a bit more… watchful of the others around you. Yeah, you can hold your own and he respects you… but guys like Azul exist, and he’s seen firsthand the torture Azul is capable of. 

Deuce

-As stated before, Ace outs you to Deuce almost immediately after finding out.

-Deuce, in all his awkward glory, completely shuts down. Disconnects from this plane of existence. He cannot believe the news he was just told.

-You, one of his best friends in all of twisted wonderland. You, the person who survived multiple overblots alongside him. You, who have seen him at his most vulnerable… are a girl.

-It isn’t even the fact that you’re a girl, it’s the fact that you kept this a secret from him for so long. You guys are… bros… how could you possibly hide something so important from him. Did you not trust him?

-Yeah… he overthinks things quite a bit.

-He also ambushes you the very next day with a million questions (very loudly (very in public)), to which you calm him down and reassure him that “No, Deuce, I don’t suddenly hate you. I wasn’t hiding it from you maliciously. I was going to tell you at some point, I just hadn’t had a good time to.”

-Deuce’s behavior definitely… changes… in some ways. 

-Deep down he knows you’re a kick-ass bitch and you don’t need to be cared for, but he can’t help but want to. 

-It’s definitely his mommy issues in play here.

-He just becomes more… protective and aware around you. Not in a creepy obsessive way, just in the same way a guard dog would. 

-Like Ace, he’s more than aware of what the people on this campus are capable of, and you’re completely magicless on top of being more feminine. Some guys at NRC would hop on an opportunity like that like nothing.

-He just doesn’t want to see his friends getting hurt okay :(

-It’s like you gained an overprotective older brother who also sometimes barks!

Jack

-Out of everyone, Jack was the first to find out.

-I don’t wanna be the cliche writer but… he’s got a sniffer on him. 

-He definitely could smell that something was up, but he didn’t want to assume! 

-You could be trans, you could be genderfluid, you could be anything other than a woman! It’s not his place to judge, and smell isn’t always the end all be all. You could just really smell feminine and that's how guys come in your world.

-Mr. Respectful would never want to assume anything… but he’s a little curious he won’t lie.

-Jack REALLY found out shortly after Ace, Deuce and Grim got their asses in trouble with Azul. 

-He’d never been given a reason to spend any more than a few minutes around you at a time. However, since he got pulled into this mess, he’s spent a lot more time with you.

-It happened when he was forced to hide under the desk in his office.

-You were so close and you just… smelled like a girl.

-He is so polite and so upstanding, he would NEVER ask you directly. But the suspense of not knowing really does take a number on him.

-By the end of Azul’s overblotting he is so awkward and nervous around you, that you absolutely have to say something.

-At this point, you figured most of the beastmen had an idea of you being feminine, however, you had no real confirmation of that. 

-Jack is such a “let's not bother other people” kind of guy, that you knew he wouldn’t want to say anything to you if you knew… so you decided to take the plunge.

-At the museum, you pull him aside and you have to ask.

_”Jack?”

“Hm?”

“You know, don’t you?”

“…”

“I figured as much. Don’t tell anyone, m’kay? I want to tell my friends on my terms.”

-It makes Jack respect you more than he already did. Not only did you have the confidence to confront him, but you did it calmly and you were understanding of his position.

-And honestly? Not much changes between the two of you.

-He just respects you a little more. He’s not particularly protective around most other students, he talks to you the same, and he doesn’t act like you’re special. You’re just… a friend. 

-The only thing that he may be different about is other beastmen. He does his best to shield you from them if he feels they might be a threat to your well-being. 

Epel

-Epel, being a more feminine-looking man himself… doesn’t think much of you.

-At this point, you’re well acclimated to things at nightraven college, and are very good at being “one of the boys.”

-His ONLY implication is how… differently Rook and Kalim treat you.

-At this point, Kalim has found out via the previous chapter, and Rook knows because of course he does. (We won’t be getting into that today though)

-They both are more… delicate with you? Rook whips out the charm times ten when you’re around. Kalim, although friendly with everyone, seems to be even MORE friendly when you’re around. Like he wants you to like him.

-Even Deuce and Ace have a few… odd tells.

-They both pointedly ensure Jamil is at least five feet away from you at all times. Glare at Rook when he’s a little too charming.

-Other than that, nothing really gives it away.

-Epel is completely and totally in the dark because you’re really good at hiding that you’re a woman.

-He does, however, eventually find out because… Deuce slips up. He’s there giving his big speech on the beach, hyping Epel up, and somehow he manages, “And the prefect is a woman, but she never lets that get in her way!”

-Epel: Shocked, confused, in awe… says nothing. He lets the information ruminate.

-He lets it ruminate for a very long time.

-So long, in fact, that he doesn’t raise his suspicions until the two of you are on a broom heading off to save Vil’s life.

-The silence was killing him, so he had to ask.

-“Prefect, are you a girl?”

“You didn’t know?”

“I couldn’t be sure, I look like a girl too, so you never know.”

“Yes, Epel, I’m a girl.”

“…Cool.”

-Honestly, he’s kind of jealous of you. You passed better than him, and you had to try harder.

-It doesn’t change how he treats you, honestly. He’s not that kind of country bumpkin, but he won’t lie and say he doesn’t have a little resentment held against you.

-He thinks you’re cool as hell, and you help redefine what femininity can look like to him much better than what Vil does.

-He, however, does actively become more protective of you. 

-Not because he thinks you can’t fend for yourself, but because he kinda wants to show off a little.

[kysuguru]

you REPLIED IM SO HAPPY😭😭🤞 btw the fact that suguru AND satoru are both her love interests im so HAPPY stsg for the WIN!!! i love how suguru and shoko automatically know what satoru is implying cause hes so so OBVIOUS!

i cant imagine the troubles suguru and satoru would have with reader.. shes so enduring and she allows them to do whatever because shes too sweet! ofc shes serious when the time comes down to it but i just know she takes the two lightly and cares too highly of their opinions to really say no to them. i 100% know suguru is worst when it comes to teasing her. in this universe i want to believe suguru does not deflect so he stays there w them. although reader probably does not realize the two actually is in love with her, she probably assumes they are with each other so she does not want to intrude.

what if shoko and reader were discussing about first dates and she finds out reader never had her first anything and sets her up with one? maybe rin or shin?! LOL and behold satoru and suguru being menaces and completely mean to her . the trouble they would cause to the way they would be so upset. reader actually enjoyed her first date but shes confused why stsg are so upset over her. they always teased her for not having a bf and when she does try theyre even more ruthless?? bc in reality to stsg they always thought she belonged to them and they’re actually in shock that shoko would do that knowing about their crushes on reader? (cue shoko laughing in the background)

i love these asks smmm😭 tysm for sending. and ur right!! i have chapter one and two written and posted on my ao3, but suguru doesn’t defect, i cant allow that. and yes… stsg are sooo annoying when it comes to jealousy. like they are so suffocating..

this is new, very new.

it was a brief conversation, so mundane you wouldn’t bother to remember it unless brought up. shoko asked a simple question. “you ever been on a date before?” after talking about her horrible experiences with lousy men. it was an easy answer, “no.”

and you thought it’d end there. of course it’s normal for girls your age to go on dates with other people, experience the life of romance at a young age, but it wasn’t odd to meet a girl your age who hadn’t been on a date. so you weren’t sure why shoko put you up to this.

rin sits across you with a beaming smile, the fluorescents of the cafe highlighting his freckles. you fiddle with the warm cup of coffee in front of you. you weren’t much of a coffee person, but you panicked and ordered the first thing on the menu. it was bitter, terribly so, you weren’t sure whether you’d prefer this or satoru’s cups of diabetes.

you sip on it occasionally, to make yourself look engaged. you hope your poker face has improved, you’d be humiliated if the bitterness on your tongue manifested itself onto your expression (rin noticed, but felt too awkward to speak up).

it’s weird, and you try pretending this wasn’t set up at a romantic date.

you like rin, he’s really nice, but you’d never even imagined him romantically.

he’s beaming at you, you think he’s blushing, and he looks as if he’s in a daze with his cheek resting on his palm. the look of adoration is so shell shocking you’re gazing around the cafe at other customers he might be looking at.

you chalk it up to excitement of being in such a nice place.

conversation with him is easy though, you realize.

it’s unlike satoru or suguru. suguru’s a listener, unlike satoru who’s a talker. they fit in so well with one another it makes it hard to fit in. you don’t mind that, watching from afar is enough for you. but you still yearn.

maybe that’s why shoko did this in the first place. to get your mind off of them. you suppose it wouldn’t be bad to broaden your spectrum, you needed more friends anyway. you couldn’t always hang onto shoko, suguru, and satoru forever.

hours pass, and before either of you know it, the sun sets.

rin was full of stories, he had so much to tell about kyoto, his classmates, and his missions. he was so fond of it all that you couldn’t bear to stop him. it was nice listening to someone on the same level as you. not that you disliked listening to satoru boast about his missions and how awesomely strong he was, but it was a nice change of pace to hear such things come from someone of your caliber.

you could get used to this.

your entering the school with a content face. you feel them both before you see them.

satoru drapes himself onto you, talking obnoxiously loud in your ear as suguru sends you a soft smile. your company with rin was wonderful, but you didn’t realize how much you missed your favorite people until you see their visages.

“where were you at for so long?” suguru asks calmly, though there’s a hint of something else you can’t really decipher. maybe suspicion.

“shoko set me up on a date with rin.” you say sheepishly, scratching your cheek.

they both freeze, you can feel the way satoru’s breath stutters as his hold gets loose. you look up at them both, brows raised.

…

it’s so silent. was it something you said? were they perhaps upset you didn’t say anything? did they want to tag along? you would’ve said yes immediately.

“rin from kyoto?” satoru whispers, and you think he sounds angry. you can’t fathom why, so you try and brush if off. even though there’s a seed of dread starting to grow in the pit of your stomach.

“yes... shoko said something about chemistry. whatever that means!” you chuckle nervously.

satoru let’s you go, backing away. now you’re worried.

“i-is something wrong?” you look up at suguru for assistance but he’s turned his head.

you shuffle your feet, anxious. they’re obviously upset, but you don’t know why. “did i do something?” that’s the only thing you could think of. or did they not like rin? he was a nice guy, so you wouldn’t understand why.

satoru rubs your head, startling you.

“it’s nothing, sweets,” he says.

but he’s walking off before you can speak any further, he makes a point not to let you see his face as he departs. suguru gives you a strained smile before he’s following. “night,” he mutters.

and even though satoru reassured you, that seed of dread continued to grow.

satoru and suguru are busy. satoru hasn’t asked for your notes in awhile. you wanna assume that he’s got it down until you hear him loudly bugging suguru for his notebook. your heart drops at the fact that satoru just hasn’t asked you. you don’t know why that hurts, it shouldn’t. maybe suguru just conveys the answer better, there’s nothing wrong with that.

they go out for lunch, leaving you and shoko in the empty cafeteria with your cold noodles. shoko’s great company, of course, but the lack of satoru’s loud voice and suguru’s scolding makes it feel eerily quiet.

nights in the common room have shrunk to just you and shoko. it’s been like this for a few days. only a few days. yet you feel as if these days are dragging on slower than usual. shoko notices, and rolls her eyes, muttering under her breath how pathetic boys could be.

you think she’s spoken to them, for they look at you a little more now. but they barely talk to you unless the situation calls for it, even then, they’re awkward.

but it isn’t until shoko has been in high demand after a dangerous mission that the first years came back from that you’re alone with them. you’re nervous, feeling their eyes trained on you. you don’t dare make contact.

they begin talking to each other, and you feel joy consume you at the familiarity of it. you’re looking up now, making eye contact with the both of them. satoru opens his mouth, but you intervene.

“i’m sorry!”

their eyes are wide.

“i’m sorry for whatever i did. it’s just.. you guys feel distant. if it’s because of me then—”

“i should say sorry,” your eyes flit up to suguru’s as he scratches his neck sheepishly. “i was being childish.” he speaks into his palm. “we were being childish.” he corrects himself, eyes glaring into satoru’s, who huffs and crosses his arms.

“so it was something i did?” your brows knit as a frown etched itself onto your lips.

“it’s more complicated than that,” suguru says. but you’re not convinced.

satoru mutters something under his breath, you catch nothing but rin’s name. so you ask him to repeat himself.

“i just don’t like rin, is all.”

you blink.

“d-did he do something?” you needed to know, if he hurt or insulted suguru or satoru in any way you were ready to break it off—

“no. not exactly, we just… don’t like you being alone with him,” suguru admits, flushed.

oh!

you felt relief fill your chest.

“i think i know now.” you smile, happily. they stare. they both lean slightly forward, anticipating. “if i ever go out with him again i’ll invite you both out!” you clap your hands together.

they were upset that they weren’t invited along. that makes sense. you’re relieved. satoru did eye that cafe whenever you three passed it.

they share a look, one of amusement and one of exasperation.

“such a ditz,” satoru grumbles.

“we’d like that,” suguru smiles.

you’re happy, so happy you could cry tears of relief.

“i’m glad, i thought you were both gonna hate me forever.”

suguru grabs your hand, caressing your palm, your heartbeat spikes. “that’d never happen.”

satoru scoots closer to you and drapes himself over your shoulders, the familiar action has your cheeks hurting from how big you’re smiling. he squishes his cheek against yours, rubbing softly as he speaks, “never go out alone with rin again, okay? you need at least me or suguru there, not even shoko’s enough!”

they will never forget how she betrayed them so.

“of course,” you exhale, joyful.

and yes, abt stsg ur also right! this is kinda a poly thing. stsg love each other and the reader

[sanjisblackasswife]

Hey first off, GIRL YOUR WRITING IS GREAT AND I LOVE YOUR HEADCANONS, but anyways I wanted to request a gf headcanon Mihawk x black/mexican (I'm mixed) fem reader if that's okay. Please and thanks.

A/N: OH STAWP— ur too kind! And ofc :)❤️‍🔥 U didn’t specify sfw or nsfw so I’ll do both if that’s alright lol. Also alotta people been asking me to write for him so I gotchu. Enjoy!

Mihawk with a Mixed Girlfriend Headcanons (SFW/NSFW)

SFW

…so I like HC him as Part Hispanic too…so let’s pretend he is.

He’s so romantic??? But it’s not like intentionally romantic I mean he’ll do such sweet gestures without thought towards you and it’s really sweet

He actually enjoys having a GF that is a bit more cheery. It livens him up and makes him feel young so he says💀

He is so passive aggressive towards other men he doesn’t respect that is around you that seem a bit too close for comfort

And don’t get me started if y’all encounter some racist mfs

He takes you along on his trips if he ever leaves but he always wants to make sure you can fight so he trains you every once in a while with his “smallest blade”

You get flustered a lot because he’s very HANDS ON

Will wrap his arm around yours, breathing down your neck and poor boy doesn’t realize you’re not even paying attention you’re just enjoying his warmth and minty breath

Btw…mf smells AMAZING idc who said what he smells like Dr. Bonners Peppermint soap w a hint of expensive cologne

If you can speak Spanish he loves hearing you speak it he’s very open to learn about whatever culture you embrace

He also encourages you to embrace it

Ngl hes very blunt so do expect him to act it around you.

“I don’t understand why you don’t want to wear the dress just because your rolls are showing? You still look stunning.”

Like he’ll sound rude af sometimes but he means no harm😭

He’s not really into PDA he likes to keep his hands in his lap or free when he needs to draw his sword out.

IT IS VERY HARD TO FLUSTER HIM. The most you’ll get is a small smirk but he’s a very deadpanned man

You swear you saw him blush once when showing him the dress he got you but he denies it with his whole heart

You have met Shanks while with Mihawk and though Shanks kept flirting with you Mihawk didn’t care because he trusted you

No you did not flirt back

One of his favorite things is to do with you is bathe you for some reason. He loves seeing you wrap your hair up in a bun or scarf and sometimes he will join you and he will sip wine while he cleans you up or do it while sitting on the edge of the tub.

He enjoys seeing you bully Buggy.

If you give him a gift he may seem like doesn’t care but he has every single gift you ever gave him in a trunk

You’ve seen his porn book collection and yes he has given you some books to read so you both can discuss it together

He does that thing where as you’re talking he will move your hair behind your ear so he can see your face

Or just like adjust any clothing on you whether it’s your bra strap showing or your shirt

He subconsciously kisses your knuckles when he holds your hand

He has caught you wearing his hat and impersonating him in the mirror and he scared the shit out of you when he spoke up but he found it cute

Speaking of him scaring you the mf might be bigger than you but he creeps on you a lot

Like just pops tf out of no where it’s so random

He is the type that enjoys your company a lot so sometimes you both will be in his room or somewhere quiet just doing your own thing. As long as You’re there he is okay.

He doesn’t speak his feelings and his communication skills aren’t the greatest. he’s very hard to read especially when he probably isn’t feeling well so you have to guess a lot and sometimes it can be straining

Mihawk however can read you like a book and sometimes have even assisted you before you even felt bad? It was like he had some kinda 6th sense.

He calls you “little one” a lot

Alotta Head pats too

NSFW

This is a touch starved man.

He has had only less than a handful of lustful nights with women before he met you but they didn’t mean anything and very forgetful.

However since you’re his woman he does want to learn what you like so sometimes while you both talk about the latest books you’ve read he’ll ask you what part of the sex did you like. If you’re willing to ignore his casual bluntness the conversation can last smoothly

“So, you enjoyed reading how the male character bent his lover over and—“

“Yup! Yes I liked that alot.”

He attempts it and aces it.

Mihawk is an exceptional lover he learns fast and always studies your reactions when he has sex with you

His libido is actually quite high, he is also very blunt about it

The moment Perona is out the room or he has finished training Zoro he greets you with a kiss on the forehead

“Y/N would you like to have sex tonight before bed?”

..that’s as good as you’re ganna get with his dirty talk.

His body is so smooth? Like mf silk or something you always catch yourself rubbing his body when under him

He makes absolutely no noise.

His face does gets hot and he’ll bite his lip slightly watching you bounce on top of him but that’s all you get

There was like a few occurrences where he moaned out your name but it was so low you thought you miss heard

He loves your legs and neck. ALOT

If it was up to him He will spend his entire life between your thighs he loves the taste of you.

He’s very slow and calculated with his tongue movements he usually test out different pace to see what your body reacts to and goes with that

Speaking of he’s more interested in how what your body says than you

You’ll scream for him to go faster but the way your legs are already twitching and shaking from his deep slow thrust he keeps his same pace

And you’re grateful for that because you cum like a whore every single time

He doesn’t get caught up with how you look. If you’re hairy, have scars, cellulite, whatever he doesn’t care if you’re comfortable then that’s all that matters

His kisses are always so passionate and you always want him to kiss you more but he doesn’t ever want to get caught doing so so you Gatta suffer a little bit

No worries though because you can be as touchy as you want with him when you both are in bed

There has been times he went through sex without cumming once and when you found out you felt horrible and that maybe you didn’t feel good to him, however he explained to you that you felt more than amazing it’s just he likes to focus on making you satisfied rather himself

Yeah no you didn’t take that lightly so one night you offered to suck him off and then ride him. He didn’t oppose but he still wanted to make sure your pleasure came into play

Don’t worry it did he fingered you as you sucked his cock it was a great time

Mihawk does have a bit of an obsession with heels. He loves seeing you wear them and if you ever decide to do so with no clothes on he may MAY feel like going feral

He doesn’t like when you cover your mouth he wants to HEAR you

If you’re up for it he’ll kiss and lick your toes up to your cunt and eat you like that. He’s done it once and it was so attractive because his gaze never left yours

[msfbgraves]

So, I love to watch videos of people reacting for the first time to movies. Almost every time I’ve watched people reacting to The Godfather movies, I’ve noticed that a large chunk of people (especially men, true, but surprisingly a LOT of women) all hate or strongly dislike Kay. Even growing up, both my parents disliked Kay lol, I remember.

It’s surprising to me, as I like all the women in the trilogy (yes, even Mary! Her character is sweet and affectionate, and I love how close she is with her dad!), and I always did like Kay…though I admit, I simply don’t like her with Michael after he decides to join the family business. Apollonia would have been the best fit. Besides, in Part 3, Michael sobs when Anthony sings the love song and thinks of Apollonia and their wedding even years later. And he chooses to return to Sicily to sit and brood/die in the place where they spent time together. That says it all, for me.

I can't say I've spent a lot of time on whether or not I liked Kay or Apollonia or both or neither in relation to these films. I remember watching the second film with my mother, and when the dancing scene between Michael and Kay came up, she said: "Hm. She's frightened."

I do find it surprising how many people make it about liking or not liking either or both of Michael's wives, when discussing the films as a whole. Kay doesn't fit into the mob world, that's the whole point of her, that's why Michael chose her initially, and that's why the audience may not like her - she sticks out like a sore thumb. She shouldn't be there. She agrees! That has nothing to do with how good she would have been for Michael. I do like Kay, the girl has guts. And I think that Apollonia and Michael would have made a fantastic mob marriage.

Michael ghosted Kay, and that is a shit way to break up whatever the circumstances, and by rights, they should have stayed broken up. Michael would have been nothing but a cad boyfriend who turned into a criminal, so people would have said she dodged a bullet.

Ah, but it isn't that simple, is it. If you share your time and love with someone, there will always be some form of bond. Whether or not you act on it is a completely different matter, and I feel Michael should have started fresh, and left Kay the hell alone. He could have written to break up, thank her and tell her to build a life without her. Or simply let her be one of those sacrifices you make, the same he later asks of Vincent. This life isn't good for Kay.

Would it have been good for Apollonia? I think she might have been more familiar with the codes of mob life, I think both Vito and Carmella would have adored her, I think it could have worked out beautifully. She probably wouldn't have felt the need to escape, or that the American life was better than what she left, she wouldn't feel so torn because she knew her roots. Maybe her children may have felt less at ease, but their father would have grown up completely American and helped them.

But it was not to be. Michael already gave up Kay for the life, and I believe him when he says he thought of her. And I believe in love at first sight with Apollonia, and he lost her, and I feel that if Apollonia is gone completely, maybe he can rekindle the love bond with Kay? And he does, under force, and they spend more time as husband and wife, and of course this strengthens that bond as well. But Kay is unhappy, so she breaks it off this time, and yet Michael refuses to let go of that bond (who do you think Mary gets it from)?

Apollonia and Michael is more romantic, less stressful - the fairytale his mob life cannot be. Kay is more realistic. They share a strong young love, and later, at Michael's absolute insistence, a very painful marriage, and Michael loves her and he loves Apollonia because I think that this is something that can happen. You can love two different people, if you want -widowed people do love again, and that doesn't negate the love they lost. Now of course, there may be sexism going on. A woman should simply be pretty and quiet, huh? Do we know a single of Apollonia's opinions other than her wanting to drive and not wanting to bother with English? Whereas Kay actually challenges Michael the way a wife has a right to challenge her spouse! And some people don't want to challenge their spouse and that is fine too! The point is that a marriage should work between two people and Michael's and Kay's didn't and Kay was the one calling that long before Michael, if she does love him. And Michael does not want to give it up. It's tragic, but it isn't Kay's sole fault. Again, she did move on. She rejeced his proposal, or tried to, he didn't want to hear no, she left him, he won't let her be, because he can't let go of emotional bonds apparently.

And who is to say who Apollonia might have become? These films are so very rarely interested in the world of these women, only looking at them in how they affect the men. And that's fine, the films are about Michael. But it's unfair to reduce all the other characters as people to how they relate to Michael. I promise you, if anyone ever made a biopic of my father, you wouldn't get to know everything there is to know about me simply by watching how I relate to him, or vice versa. People are allowed to exist however good they are, or not, for other people.

[herdemonspeaking]

Women don’t care anymore… A lengthy blog

Women have been suffering a lot since the beginning all because of these shitty men which caused them to end up in depressed state, having PTSDs, feeling suicidal and literally becoming the victims of femicide.

But there had never been a podcast or a youtube channel created by these so called alpha males discussing that issue and warning women of the consequences they would have to face if they end up marrying a toxic man. Instead, all these men would make memes and laugh at women being oppressed for centuries.

Now suddenly when women are choosing to be single and childfree, there are numerous podcasts with illiterate empty-heads sitting behind mics they probably bought with the money they stole from their mom’s purse, desperately trying to convince us how we’re gonna end up miserable and lonely with cats if we don’t settle.

Not just that! They’re also paying a shit load of money to these hypocrite girls with no dignity and self-respect for making benevolently sexist content like how being an independent woman is toxic, capitalist and a life full of struggle to scare this new generation of girls away from being self-reliant.

Every time women stepped one foot ahead. Men came up with new cunning strategies to push them ten feet behind. They always try so hard to keep the patriarchy safe and unimpaired. However, this time none of their tactics are working.

Women are no more believing their crap. Not just because we’re tired of constantly being manipulated by these satanic creatures but also because we are highly educated now and we understand men and their nature unlike the majority of women who came before us. Even the young trad-wife influencers they’re using to spread their propaganda are self-dependent lol.

We are not dumb. We know that if living as a celibate would make us depressed, men would be making lame jokes about it on reddit and twitter and jerking off on the thought of a woman with no husband, children and sexual relations. Just think about it! Since when did men care so much about us that they’re hopping on podcast channels every hour of every day crying because of OUR depression????

It’s not because we’re gonna be lonely and miserable with cats. It’s because they’re ending up in that situation. They’re ending up taking their own lives. Their energies are so negative that even cats are running away from them. That’s how bad it’s getting for them. And they’re scared. Men, by nature, cannot survive without women. They had constantly been feeding their egos by being evil misogynists.

When you feed your ego, you starve your soul. A soulless creature is, spiritually, vibrating on such a low frequency that they start dwelling in disgustingly negative energy which makes them mentally sick and emotionally unstable. This is why these men need women as we tend to have higher levels of spiritual maturity which makes our energy positive. Men crave that energy.

When you interact with somebody with negative energy; verbally, sexually or even just through social media, you exchange energies with them. Their negative energy comes to you and your positive energy gets taken away by them. That’s what men want from women. It’s not just because they want domestic slaves that they need us so bad. They need us to feed their souls so they could feel alive and fulfilled.

But the thing is, we don’t need men. Because unlike them we didn’t waste our energies being complete egoistic retards. We have been taking care of our souls, consciously and subconsciously. We are women. We can live without men. Even if they all would disappear from this world all of a sudden, we would live — we would be living much better lives.

And most of us know that! This is why we don’t give a flying fuck about male loneliness epidemic. It’s the karma hitting them back for being evil creatures all their lives. Marriage rates and birth rates are falling rapidly and divorce rates are rising. And with that male depression rate is increasing as well.

But we don’t have to care! We girlies are happy being single, independent, enjoying our own company and having no burden of dusty men-kids on our shoulder. It makes us more successful and fulfilled. And no way in hell we would ever waste our energy on healing these cartoons. They can stay miserable.

And girls, don’t think that men will surrender after this. They’re men. They’re gonna go above and beyond to save the patriarchy and to save themselves. Just yesterday they started this red pill content. Today they have started this lame ass men’s rights’ movement blaming women for their misery. Tomorrow they could be protesting on streets, barking at women for not healing their wounded energies. Day after tomorrow, someone would start another religion saying he received a revelation in his dream from the lord that single women will burn in hell.

But let them whine and complain as much as they want. Just do not ever take them seriously. Ignore and do your own thing. Nothing had ever been seem to weaken the patriarchy like how female separatism seems to do. Men are crying for their so called rights now and we are literally not giving a damn about it.

Oh look how the tables have turned!

[secondhand-snow]

I have a request on mencken: what do you think of reader being his questionably young wife? (This is probably going to end in pwp but i dont mind lol) he likes to show her off and buy her expensive things from the money he pocketed 😂 she's practically his sugar baby but she has a side hustle of being the first lady too

your mind... im obsessed this is such a good dynamic

nsfw | jeryd mencken x f!reader (succession)

The sugar baby comments don’t really get to you anymore. They’re pretty accurate, truth be told. But people don’t need to know that. 

Your relationship with Jeryd Mencken began in your late 20’s, back when you still had a bad dye job, student loans, and a shitty studio apartment. You were employed at a jewelry store, barely making minimum wage, working 9 hour shifts every day just to pay your rent. The first time he came into the store, you treated him like any other customer. Any other incredibly attractive, extremely charismatic, and undoubtedly rich customer. But all the same, when he made his purchase and you parted ways, you never expected to see him again. Until he came back to the store a second time. And a third time. And a fourth, fifth, and sixth time. When he finally asked you on a date his image had already been clouding your sexual fantasies for weeks.

And so started your incredibly complicated romance. Jeryd expected you to be submissive and compliant when you first started going out, basing his speculations on how you’d acted at your job. Let’s just say he was more than surprised when you talked back to him, not afraid to be a brat in public to get what you wanted. This revelation was more of a thrill than a shock. Not only did he get to fuck you so hard the neighbors complained on the noise, he also got to punish you when you acted out. And you acted out a lot. But more than the sex was the attention the pair of you got in public. He’d bring you to his business events, dressing you in expensive silks, showing you off to his colleagues. He loved how amazed his peers got when he arrived with a pretty little doll on his arm, how the women would envy you and the men would crave to be him. 

The gifts started as a reward of sorts. Everytime you accompanied Jeryd to one of these work benefits, everytime you made him look good in public, everytime you were especially well behaved in the open, a present would arrive at your door. Wrapped in gold wrapping paper, with a handwritten note on the top expressing his appreciation, and usually sporting a designer logo of some sort. It began as just a few times a month, but you reacted so happily each time you opened one that he started delivering them almost daily. Oh and he loved when you wore his presents out in public. Most outings with you wearing his gifts would end with him pulling you into a bathroom, car, or empty room, making you thank him for the present while he bent you over and fucked some gratitude into you. He started paying your rent when he convinced you to quit your job, saying that you're too pretty to have to work so hard. And when he sees your apartment for the first time, he immediately insists on finding you a new space. When you can’t find anything you like enough, Jeryd just moves you in with him.

When you finally get married, it’s more a formality than anything else. Your love goes beyond metal bands and a piece of paper. The 5 carat diamond ring does help, though. The wedding happens when Jeryd’s career starts really taking off, when his name starts to seriously come up in political discussions. You both knew he needed a loyal wife to further his traditionalist image, and you were more than capable to play the part. So what if your age gap was controversial, you would make sure every other aspect of your public personas was absolutely perfect. And you did! You wore the business casual skirt suits and attended the charity events. Shit, you even learned about government systems to understand his campaign better. But you can’t tame the perversion away, not completely, not forever. So when Jeryd finally wins the presidency and your lives become semi-private again, it’s a massive relief.

It’s only his first week in the White House when you can’t hold back anymore, sauntering into the Oval Office and kneeling underneath his desk as he works. 

“You missed me this much? Had to come in here while I’m working, couldn’t wait a few hours?” Jeryd’s hand is tangled in your air, slacks around his ankles as you sit on your knees in front of him. You kitten lick at his tip, already red and leaking from your touch as you stroke his shaft languidly. “Such a little slut, so desperate for my cock.”

Your only response is a little smile as you press a teasing kiss to his public bone. Then, you swallow his dick to the base in one movement. His hand tightens in your hair, his head falling back as soft sighs of pleasure leave his plump lips. You’ve done this more times than you can count, having his likes memorized to the point of instinct. You know to cup his balls as you suck his cock, to trace your tongue along that one vein on the underside of his shaft, to hum around his length as he’s fully sheathed in your throat. If you wanted to, you could bring him to release in a matter of minutes. But where’s the fun in that? 

You release him from your mouth with a pop, taking a few seconds to deviously lick the pre-cum on his tip before addressing your husband. 

“You haven’t given me attention in so long…” You lean forwards on your knees, face moving into a pout as you look up at Jeryd with the eyes of a sad puppy. “I’m starting to think you don’t like me anymore.”

He scoffs at that, but takes the bait enough to pull you into his lap, hand coming to your chin to force eye contact. “Don’t be a brat. Just say you want me to fuck you- without making bullshit excuses.”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“Good girl.” He captures your mouth in a kiss. 

It's all teeth and tongue, messy and sloppy and charged with passion. Before long he has you bouncing on his cock, face pushed into his shoulder to muffle your moans. You cum once as he presses a kiss to the crown of your head, then again when he bends you over his desk to fuck you from behind at a brutal pace. You're glad the building is less busy this time of day, since the sounds of wet skin and hushed groans would be unmistakable to anyone passing by. Jeryd finishes inside of you, like always. When he pulls out, he kneels behind you, your ass swaying temptingly side to side in front of him. He spends several minutes collecting any liquid that leaks out of you onto his fingers and fucking it back inside of you, making comments that his cum is too important to waste.

The next morning you wake up to a golden wrapped present on your night stand. Inside, a remote controlled vibrator, and a note with a promise to film next time.

© secondhand-snow 2024

[trans-androgyne]

This isn’t really enlightened commentary but after lurking in the tags since 2021-ish, I’ve noticed this weird cycle that transandrophobia / anti-transmasculinity deniers go through when trying to convince people that acknowledging ATM exists is somehow worse than those who are ATM themselves.

Pretty generally it’s “oh are those transmascs bitching again? just detrans already you [cunt/bitch]. I’m a trans guy and I don’t think ATM is real so you must be a trender a woman who hasn’t realized she’s a radfem yet. I know your gender/life better than you do.” -> “you’re saying trans guys can be affected by [medical misogyny]? you’re calling me a woman by talking about [pregnant trans guys]. men don’t face [medical misogyny] so you’re not a man (but i am)” -> repeat endlessly. put new things in the brackets of the second one depending on what anons are projecting about this week.

As someone who had a friend who got sucked into truscum discourse at a really young age, it’s pretty much just the same shit? A lot of “well this transmasc has different experiences than me, time to invalidate them because I am the True Transsexual here”, misogyny, really charged sexual language/discussions of AGAB, and an almost religious adherence to “REAL (trans)men don’t have problems. If you are (trans)masc and you step out of what I think you should say/how you should dress/what you should call yourself I will just call you [female/a woman/a girl].”

I do think the peak of truscum discourse had less rape/SA pregnancy threats (I’m not calling them “jokes” because they weren’t) but it’s eerie how it’s all just the same broken record of people being defensive essentialists? Even eerie to see the cycle being repeated by people who now disavow transmeds but are fine going “my bigotry/exclusionism is good because these queer people deserve it this time.”

You could probably tie it all into the rise of Aphobia around the same period (hell, the whole “Aro men are evil” thing recently happened!) but I’m not aspec so I don’t want to step on toes there. I think your anons have made this abundantly clear, I’m so sorry you have to deal with these projecting anons but I’m so thankful your blog is here. It’s such a good resource and I don’t think I’d be able to really chew on all of this without it.

Thank you, no I appreciate your analysis a lot. The parallels to truscum culture are especially pertinent as I got an anon yesterday calling me a tucute for talking about transandrophobia lol.

[zukkaart]

4 and 18. I like that this one could be going in either direction lol

Couple #4: Zutara

Prompt #18: “Do you ever shut up?”

From this prompt game!

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Two years after the war ends, the ambassadors and rulers of the nations gather in the Earth Kingdom to discuss progress in rebuilding.

“Chief Hakoda, what does the Southern Water Tribe require to rebuild?” The emissary from the Earth Kindgom enquired, still visibly confused that the Chief brought his two young children to the meeting. Sokka was almost 18 now, but that meant nothing to a room of grumpy old men. Although, none of them dared to minimize what those Water Tribe children had done for the world.

The emissary thought to himself that he shouldn’t think much of it considering the Fire Lord barely just reached 18 himself a few weeks ago. Said emissary had been very diligent in voicing his opinion this entire meeting. He considered it his duty to place the people of the Earth Kingdom in the highest priority considering how large their population was compared to the others. Because of the Earth Kingdom’s size it also had sustained the most damage during the war, and he only thought it fair that he have a substantial stake in the rebuilding allocations.

It was a long, dreary process that would probably take decades more, but luckily everyone in that board room was dedicated to making things go as smoothly as possible- at least for the most part. It’s sometimes hard to be civil when your people are hurting, but you must remember that others are hurting as well.

Chief Hakoda nodded to his daughter at his left. She straightened her back along with her scroll before standing to address the room. It was obvious to anyone in the room that this particular question was her area of expertise. Well…almost anyone.

“Thank you ambassador, the Southern Water Tribe is making real strides towards establishing a thriving independent economy again, but-“

“Excuse me, but shouldn’t your father be handing this discussion girl?” That same Earth Kingdom man spat the last word like a curse. “Sit down”

Now, it is worth noting that this man would not have been so bold had he not been so absorbed in himself that he did not take note of the Fire Lord slowly losing his composure with every word he spoke. It was not until Zuko himself stood that the green-clad man realized his mistake.

“Do you ever shut up?” Zuko looked as poised as his portrait but his words were laced with an unmissable venom.

“Lord Zuko I-“

“Enough, how dare you speak to her that way?”

The man tried to open his mouth once more but was quickly silenced.

“Do not interrupt me. I do believe you have advocated the needs of your people quite thoroughly. Would you agree?” The man nodded in agreement with Zukos statement

“Good, now sit down. And let her speak,” The young Fire Lord then turned to the Water Tribe emissary. “I apologize ambassador Katara, please. Continue” Zuko returned to the floor as if nothing happened, and sipped his tea contentedly.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

An hour after the meeting ended Zuko was reviewing his notes. His robes were abandoned on the floor and he sat hunched over his candle lit desk in only a pair of black trousers, his hair pulled half up with a wooden pin.

He was just about to abandon the seemingly endless scrolls in lieu of maybe getting a good nights rest for once when his door slammed open.

“What the hell was that about?!” Katara stormed into his room, nearly tripping over the layers of fabric strewn across the wooden floor.

Zuko jumped to his feet, startled. “What are you talking about?” The look of genuine confusion on his face almost gave Katara pause- almost.

“In there! With that Earth Kingdom emissary! You know, I don’t need you to fight my battles for me, I can defend myself just fine! Might I remind you that I held my own against much worse months before you even cut that stupid ponytail off!?”

“Katara I’m sorry I was just trying to-“

“I don’t want to hear it! You completely undermined me!” She was pacing about the room now, Zuko was sure she hadn’t even glanced in his directed since starting her rant, he began to look around frantically for a shirt to throw on to no avail. “They have to learn that I am my own person and I don’t need some man to defend me”

Finally, she sat on the edge on his bed and placed her face in her hands.

“I didn’t do it because you’re a woman, I did it because I am the Fire Lord and you are an emissary and friend to me. I would not let someone disrespect you. I would have done the same if it was Sokka. I was looking for an opportunity to tell him to shut up hours before, you just gave me a perfect opportunity. I guess I should be thanking you for that.” At that moment, Zuko noted a red silk scarf on the edge of his desk, he quickly pulled it over his shoulders to cover his chest and stomach.

Katara finally raised her head, and looked as if she was about to speak for a moment. She closed her mouth and cocked her head to the side quizzically. She then let out a laugh.

“So, do you just casually wear silk scarves around your room?” Zuko blushed.

“No, I-“

“Oh come on Zuko, it’s just me,” She strode over to him and gave one end of it a sharp tug, causing it to fall freely to the ground. She gave a satisfied smirk at the slightly embarrassed look on Zukos face. Katara was just about to leave, happy with the verbal berating and light embarrassment she had just filed out when her eyes drifted slightly south.

Her gaze landed on a dark twisted scar taking up a monopoly on Zukos skin. The large burst where his ribs met arcing out down his stomach and across his chest in thin lines. Azulas lightning.

Lightning that had been meant for her.

Zuko sucked in a sharp breath, barely moving. It wasn’t until then that Katara noticed that she had placed her hand upon it. Before she could process what she was saying she asked.

“Did you keep seeing the healers like I told you to?”

“I-Uh, of course I did” Zukos blush reached his neck that time.

“So no then. At least let me help while I’m here. Lie down,” If there was one thing Zuko knew at this point, it was that there was never any use fighting Katara. So he obliged as she collected the bowl of rose water left on the night stand.

“You haven’t been treating it so this might hurt a little,”

“It’s okay, I’m used to it” It was Zukos turn to speak without thinking, but he didn’t need to explain. They had all felt their fair share of pain over the last few years. His companion simply nodded and hummed lightly as the water began to glow.

“Agni have mercy” Zuko found himself murmuring. That hurt way more than he thought it would. Okay, no more skipped healers appointments. He felt like he was going to pass out at any second. Suddenly, the glowing stopped.

“Woah, woah, hey. Are you okay? All the color just drained from your face” Zukos next words were entirely incoherent, no better than if he had way too much fire whiskey. “Okay, that’s enough for you.” Katara then soaked a cloth and cooled it with her bending before placing it across his forehead. “There, you’re gonna be just fine.”

Zukos entire world was spinning, but then again- it tended to do that whenever Katara came around. He forced his eyelids open to look at her. There was so much worry and care painted across her face, and his head was too foggy. He said something, but neither of them had any idea what, so he tried once more.

“I love you, Katara”

The last thing he saw was her shocked expression, a dusting of pink across her dark complexion, before darkness claimed him.

[mueritos]

Hey. Idk if this is me growing up or just being disillusioned with inter celebs etc. Im a 23 yr old trans man so I grew up and was inspired by chella on the YouTube community. But now I just…don’t like chella man anymore. I feel like…he became an industry plant? Over the pandemic asking fans for money to send to him directly to help others and not showing where the money was going exactly incident as well as just becoming older I noticed he seemed to almost want to become the next Keith haring or basquiat? He almost…now seems very fake? He takes deals with brands to be representation but doesn’t do much to call out certain brands for their faults etc.

Idk anymore

I give Chella credit in that he was one of the few transmen that I looked up while I was young, especially with him being BIPOC. Showing him to my family helped them understand me. But that's where the inspiration kinda stops, because it was painful to be surrounded by years-in-transition trans men online when I was absolutely nowhere I wanted to be. That was a me problem tho. But I also didn't know much about his whole donation incident.

Ig heres what I have to say. It's not great to view other people as your justification of your morals. We don't know how people have had to live or how they live now, we don't know what decisions they have to make, and we dont know what kind of fears or goals they have. Chella is allowed to do whatever he wants with his art or his modelling career, just like how I genuinely believe anyone else in the world is capable of making the right decisions for themselves (even if we dont like those decisions!). Im not really concerned with figuring out if hes an industry plant or a "class traitor" (lol) or even if he's "fake". To be honest, I'm all for BIPOC folks getting their $. Does that mean I enjoy seeing wealthy BIPOC folk perpetuate classism and racism? No. Just cuz someone is succeeding for themselves doesn't mean people cant critique them. I guess what Im saying is I see waaay too many people online take the things they enjoy and the people they follow as projections of their morals: "no! stop [Insert celebrity name] you're being problematic and its makes us fans look bad!" Like....Okay lmfao. People are grown adults and are going to make decisions for themselves. Just because you might enjoy a celebrity does not mean your morals are based on how good of a person they are.

and youre allowed to not like the same things anymore just like how people are allowed to change, for better or for worse. I think within online communities there is way too much pressure on "looking" like a good person versus actually being one...because sometimes BEING a good person makes you look absolutely vile in terms of online spaces/communities love of isolating, removing, and deleting "problematic" (and vulnerable) people from their spaces with no trial, discussion, or attempt at conflict mediation. Yea yea I do think people have every right to be criticized just as they have every right to make whatever decision they want, but what Im trying to get at is to really stop viewing anyone with a platform as someone you can other once they dont meet your standards. This is not the same as denouncing or critiquing someone for really egregious behavior (white supremacy, harrassment, bullying, interpersonal violence). Once you kinda start living by your own morals without needing other people's actions/behaviors to justify/define them, you learn to focus on building connections rather than destroying them.

again, this is a much nuanced topic and you prolly werent expecting me to go into this. but ive grown over the years and have engaged in some nasty and vile mob mentality behavior that i just dont vibe with anymore. im not really the kind of person now to speculate online or publicly what other people are doing or should be doing or whether theyre problematic or not. I don't really care about Chella man or most celebrities rn. People r just gonna be people, and I will always have empathy for those of marginalized identities. Free will, autonomy, and self determination goes both ways, but so does accountability, transformative justice, and reconciliation.

but also like kill ur idols lol

[dullweapons]

okay so since there are a few hylia’s ( i can count about four ? 2 new & 2 from mutuals on side blogs or side muses … im sure there will be more , hell i wanna write a hylia too lol ) so imma write out how ray actually feels about hylia as clear as i can . i don’t really have a problem with hylia myself ? my only problem with her is her being added late into the games but skyward sword is old like me now so im over it . ( i do dislike that we just forgot demise but imma pretend he’s still here hush— @harbingered for my demise 👀 i will pay attention to him i swear )

ray HATES hylia . perhaps the most out of the gods & deities of the world . he curses her & blames her for a lot of things even when she clearly isn’t to blame . he uses her like a scapegoat . someone to point the anger he feels at when there is no one else to blame but himself . he’ll blame her for the troubles zelda goes through , or link or even ganondorf . because he knows hylia . seen her . felt the sting of her magic . saw her bring up the humans to their safe haven in the sky & leave him down there . she didn’t care .

as a child he was taught to worship hylia, as all the children of skyloft settlement were. his family had small statues of her that they gave offerings too . he would pray to her just as his mother told him to . so he was fine with her … maybe a touch annoyed — but that was mostly towards his mother being quite religious & making him repeat hail hylia when he was naughty ( which was often af )

upon being forced into the ancient battle ; his views were forcibly shifted by his father . not by any commands but more due to his father talking about how hylia cares not for him nor any other demons . lamatar believes demise would do right by the demons & monsters ( was that true ? who knows ) . he would beat this idea into ayrin until he began to think it himself .

“ hylia doesn’t care about me. if she did, she would’ve stopped me from joining this war . she wouldn’t have me here …mama says hylia loves us all but no one loves me. she doesn’t either .”

continuing on, ayrin was stuck by the goddess blade causing a horrible scar that glows similarly to TP! ganondorf’s scar. due to it being a holy blade , it couldn’t go away as easily as death or other wounds for the demonic weapon & he was out of battle for weeks. ( visual ref of rays scar here ! ) i have been debating it be hylia who struck him , but it can just be the first link . regardless , he sat there — scared & angry , not just because he failed his father , but hylia hurt . her blade hurts so so much . hylia is pain .

further down the timeline ; he continues to see princesses & queens struggle with their magic or are forced into horrible situations of the cycle born of demise . he sees link , so young forced into battle & losing his childhood only to become a shell . he’s seen ganondorf turned into a monster of anger & greed for what was once a king has become nothing but a pig . if hylia stayed a god perhaps things would be different . perhaps not . regardless, he blames them all : the golden goddesses , hylia & demise . none of them are free from his hate .

but hylia worship has grown strong again by botw & by then — he is a tired , cynical old man . he works hard to make sure his solders are ready for the war that is coming against calamity ganon . he sees the princess struggle to awaken her powers . he scoffs at her & wonders if the blood of the goddess is finally gone from tainting the royal family.

& he prayed to hylia to save them from the calamity when the calamity came & took over all the sheikah technology & his men died trying to get to akkala .

& she did not answer .

so for the hylia rpers i totally understand if you’re like “ damn he a hater idk if i wanna interact “ because he’s never ever gonna warm up to her . also if you wish to discuss what happened between them during the ancient battle please feel free to DM me ! my default does not need to be canon minus 1: ayrin / bby ray going to the war & 2: ray being struck goddess blade . those two are the only requirements — im flexible with anything !

[vi-sigoth]

how did you come to be able to trust and believe in men not to betray, hurt, or degrade you over time? i've never been in a situation where i was surrounded by "cuck" leftists as you say, and while i agree those men are awful in their own way, i'm also wary of right leaning men that tend to hide a general sense of contempt for women. a common example i have on my mind often is higher IQ men who willingly marry women who are significantly or at least noticeably lower IQ because they don't believe or care if there are women closer to them in ability, and they enjoy having such control and influence over their wives or live-in girlfriends. there's more but i don't want to throw you a wall of text lol

So, there’s really no good answer to this. I can tell you my own experience, but my life and yours are probably very different.

I have absolutely noticed a lot of conservative men marrying women who are lower IQ, (and tons of “racist” white men marrying poorer Hispanic, Asian, and even black women, which…we don’t have time to unpack all of that).

I would say—keep your heart open. But have your hand on the gate, ready to slam it shut and lock it when you see a red flag. I think a lot of women, because we tend to be more agreeable and less inclined towards hurting feelings with men maybe are afraid of asking the more difficult questions towards the beginning of the relationship (although I think that both men and women nowadays suck really hard at communicating with each other). There are some things you need to ask about that people don’t like—because they’re pragmatic and not very romantic, but in my opinion, women should be asking—

1. What are your religious/moral/ethical views?

My husband and I are the same religion. He and I discussed it very soon after meeting each other. I know that some people like to say that people who are extremely religious probably don’t get divorced because they’re afraid of the shame and stigma, blah blah blah, but I don’t buy that entirely. I think people who’s religious views (which inform your morality and ethics) don’t get divorced as much as non-religious people because their worldviews simply align more and because of that, they’re able to build more harmonious marriages. Going back to Conservative men marrying lower IQ women — I’ve noticed a bizarre trend, mostly with the older generations, of Conservative men marrying liberal women, or marrying women that have a different religion than them. It’s because those men in particular don’t care very much about their wife as a fully-fledged human being. Who cares, let her have her silly worldviews, as long as dinner is on the table; women are stupid anyway, I’d only talk politics with the boys down at the bar—type mindset. Make men tell you their religious views. How do those views inform the way they think about women and the treatment of a wife?

2. What are your thoughts on sex? Is it appropriate to go to strip clubs? To look at porn? Will you ever ask me to swing/have a threesome? How kinky are you in bed? Do you like doing anything in bed that would be considered outside of the norm?

Now this—people REALLY don’t want to talk about this. I’m going to be mega-cringe and cite Jordan Peterson here, but he was absolutely right when he said that nowadays, young men and women do things in bed that they can’t talk about with each other. But you HAVE to talk about sex with each other. I promise, it’ll save you massive heartbreak down the road. Can you imagine being nineteen and staring deep into the eyes of your boyfriend and thinking about how much you love him, only for him to completely blindside you and ask you to have a threesome? Haha. Yeah. (I said no). Talk about sex now, even if you are waiting until after marriage, you can absolutely discuss the act even if you haven’t done it yet. How many times a week does he expect sex? My now husband and I discussed this, and we both unequivocally agreed that strip clubs are out of the question, as is porn watching, and neither of us want to bring other people into our bedroom. We are also on the same page about which sex acts are fine, and which ones are gross and never happening. If guy is pissy about any of this or unwilling to answer or discuss this, major red flag. What it typically means is that he’s already doing those things or wants to do them in the future and doesn’t want to make a promise that he won’t do them knowing full well he won’t keep it. Don’t ever let a guy make you feel like you’re crazy, stupid, or nagging for putting your foot down about pornography and strip clubs. He engages in that shit? Drop him. Men need to be behaving better, but we, as women, also need to be more active in punishing men for bad behavior. Also, ask how will he feel if for some reason you’re sick or recovering from childbirth and you can’t have sex with him for a few months? He understands that there might be periods of time when that happens, yes?

3. How will you contribute domestically? What will our split be?

Whichever person works less hours out of the house does more housework. Period, the end. He knows how to do dishes, do his own laundry, cook reasonably well, and clean a bathroom, right? He better. You also need clear affirmation that he understands that just because a woman stays at home, doesn’t mean they just sit around and do nothing all day. If you are a stay at home mother, he’s going to step in at night when he gets home and parent his children to give you some downtime, and he’ll help you with household chores at night that you might not have been able to get done because you might have been too tied up with taking care of kids? The answer to that better be yes. Make sure he’s not one of those guys that think that all he has to do is go to work and come home, and NOTHING else.

So yeah, I would say, I came to start liking and trusting the men around me a lot more by making sure that I was thoroughly vetting the ones that were interested in me romantically. My husband showed me that he was loyal and trustworthy while he was still my boyfriend because, not only he did he agree with me about all the above things, but he showed me by his kind, sweet, and thoughtful actions. Not only does he agree with me about splitting domestic labor (we both work the same hours outside the house at the moment) he actually does it. He helps with grocery shopping, making our lunches, making dinner, taking care of my cat, as just a few examples. A man who loves you will always show you.

[venusjeon]

nightmares

a joglar de gèsta drabble

a nightmare wakes you up, and taehyung helps you back to sleep.

♔ PAIRING: jongleur!taehyung x princess!reader

♔ GENRE: historical au, angst, fluff

♔ WORD COUNT: 0.8k

♔ WARNINGS: minor characters death, ptsd i'd say?, aNd ThEre wAs OnLy oNe Bed

♔ AUTHOR'S NOTE: i weirdly dreamed this last night and since it's so short decided to write it down immediately lol so there ya go

1102

You stood in a corner, hugging your trembling body as your family discussed whether to die there in the throne room like cornered cowards, or trying to escape a castle infested with French soldiers. Either way, death was assured. It dawned on you just then.

“There is hope as long as we fight!” one of your brothers insisted, but the king shook his head.

“You’d have your mother and sister fight when they’ve never held a sword in their lives? Don’t be ridiculous,” he said from the throne, the queen beside him. “If you want to save yourself, go ahead, you might escape with some luck. But I won’t leave them to die alone.”

Your brother’s head turned to see guilt push the tears out of your eyes. At once, he rushed over and embraced you tightly, letting you know he wasn’t going anywhere and didn’t blame you for whatever was to happen.

“Lord of Aquitaine!” echoed a shout from somewhere in the castle. It was the voice of a young man, whom you assumed was Prince Jungkook. “Come out, come out, wherever you are!”

Another of your brothers gripped the helm of his sword. “That bastard!”

“Mother…” you cried, scared like a child, and she stood up from her throne to make haste to your side and hold your hands. “I don’t want to die.”

An idea came to her. “You won’t, my darling. You’ll hide.” She made you move behind one of the curtains that was so long it reached the floor.

“What about the rest of you? Only I–”

Your sentence was cut short by the door opening abruptly. There he was, the prince. Shrouded from his sight, you could however see from your hiding place the lack of hesitation on his face right before he ran your family with his sword, a grin on his face even when their blood splattered all over him. As you held your breath, forced to ignore the final screams of your mother, one of Prince Jungkook’s men called him. He was going to leave.

But a sob betrayed you, and his eyes landed on yours.

There the nightmare ended, for that was all it was. You woke up in a cold sweat, heart going so fast you were sure it was trying to beat its way through your chest. Your breathing was no better, but that you could remedy with slow, deep breaths, which you had to sit up to take. With each of them, reason returned to your mind.

You weren’t in BORDÈUS, but at an inn near ORLÉANS. With Taehyung.

“They will pass.”

Startled, you turned around to see the jongleur at the other side of the bed, hands behind his head and gaze fixed on the opposite wall.

“What?”

“The nightmares, they will pass. The crying in your sleep too.”

Your fingertips flew to your cheeks, where they became wet instantly. Goodness’ sake... “Did I wake you?”

“No, but you did make noise,” Taehyung sighed as though the conversation bored him—it might have been that he was annoyed he couldn’t fall asleep, but being a prick sounded more like him. “I almost had to shush you, lest anyone came to complain.”

“I’m sorry…” As you lied down again, facing him, a thought slipped into your mind. Should you? No… But maybe, “Taehyung?”

“Mh?”

You played with a loose thread on the sheets as you reminisced, “When I was a child and I had a nightmare, my parents would let me climb into their beds, and they'd hold me until I fell asleep again.” Eyes now on you, he listened carefully, was even patient when a silence followed, consequence of your having to tie up your pride and lock it in a chamber inside your mind. “Can you... Can you hold me?"

The embarrassment of requesting something as silly kept you from meeting Taehyung’s gaze, but you could nonetheless feel it. He was probably trying to come up with the most humiliating comment, such as asking you to remind him of your age, and the wait for it was unbearable. You regretted speaking at all, so emotional at the moment that you knew anything he said would make you cry. Stupid, stupid.

A gentle tone surprised you. “Turn around.”

Slowly, you lifted your face to see no trace of mockery or even indifference on Taehyung’s. As you looked into his eyes, bright even in the dark, it was compassion what instead you discerned. Relief thus made you sigh away the anxiety choking you, and with a small nod, you turned around.

Taehyung’s arm embraced you from behind, warmer than you expected—likely because you thought of him as a cold person. Regardless, his touch was comforting around your torso, even his breathing against your back made you feel safe there, in a godforsaken inn near enemy territory.

“When will the nightmares pass?” you suddenly asked, realising if he’d told you that, it was because he’d suffered from them as well, and therefore knew how tormenting they could be. Without stopping to think about it, you held his hand close.

“I don’t know,” he whispered, so low you almost missed it. “I was just told someday they will.”

[f0point5]

Lol lando is my second favourite driver but his behaviour still irks me. If someone were to be a show off about their accomplishments then that would annoy me as well. He’s always talking about how he could’ve done better but never proves anything. I don’t think it’s wrong to say that at all especially since it’s the truth. His humour is definitely something he gets too many negative reactions from but his self pity is not a cute look for him. Also that whole act of pitying himself won’t bring him any further 😂 if he’d stop pulling that pity card then he’d also be taken more serious by other people online . I’ve seen so many people talk about how they don’t think that Lando will ever be a world champion or even get his first win this season and it’s his own fault that people think that way. He’s putting himself in that position because he’s getting too much into that role of the young driver that can’t seem to grasp the success no matter how hard he tries. Like you’ve mentioned before, Oscar remains professional but Lando turns it into a whole self pity show and that’s certainly not a world champions behaviour. Also why should we sugarcoat the drivers behaviour? I’m certainly not a fan that’s just into F1 to LOVE all the drivers just because they’re rich, attractive men. If they act in a way that I personally think isn’t suitable for a successful career then I’ll point that out. We’re not hurting anyone by stating that someone acts a bit too childish lol.

Yeah, I am someone who likes quiet winners and even quieter losers. I’m too British in my sensibilities, my love of a stiff upper lip is unmatched 😂

Lando gets way too much unfair criticism for just being himself. His personality shouldn’t really be up for debate, that’s just how he is. But I think it’s fair to critique the way he expresses himself when it comes to his work. And again, I think he just lets himself down with how he deals with adversity sometimes (publicly). It’s like Oscar said “I beat myself up a lot but not in front of people”, and I think that’s the right attitude. Be tough with yourself, for yourself and by yourself, not for the benefit of others. (If you’re a regular on the blog you know I suspect that Lando reads his own press too much)

At the end of the day, people thinking he’s this way or that way doesn’t have to affect his results, but just from a PR standpoint, it’s not a good look to be the guy who keeps saying he “should have” more than he ever actually has.

But yeah, I think as long as one is respectful about it, it’s fine to talk about it. Obviously there’s people who are dicks about it, and they shouldn’t be, and we’re not here to make value judgements on his character, but he is on screens in a professional capacity and he’s making these comments on his professional platform, so I think it’s only natural that people discuss.

[neptune-ian]

on top of looks and aesthetics, i feel very alienated from the rest of society and how it regardless of the era still wants young women to be a certain way to fit in, im sure some people mean it when they say looks dont matter but they 100% do, obviously men my age have their ideals of women but i dont want to resort to wearing clothes that look like they would fit a child or a small dog

then theres mbti nowadays and other things like compatability to take into consideration, i feel like even if i tried to get myself to like what other women like it would feel like im forcing it on myself. one thing i refuse to do is cutesy kawaii or that cottegecore or whatever else thats generically girly again maybe if i was younger and id have this "aesthetic" from a younger age but in my age idgaf anymore, i dont even care for expensive brands either thats what i mean unless we force ourselves to care then its going to be even slimmer chances of meeting someone

we didnt have these labels when i was younger its honestly so ridiculous to say we should or shouldnt find somenie attractive based on one single attribute like fashion or body or appearance or makeup sadly a lot of younger guys seem to be really really specific in how their ideal typr should appear to be thats probs why i wouldnt appeal to anyone i have no particular style no aesthetic neither pretty nor ugly just average in everything and at everything

like they say they could want nerds or geeks but its still very vague and vein. honestly i dont think i have a type of guy anymore due to the fact i have never been asked if we have never been asked we must not fit in to what they want in a woman, which is usually someone who wants kids and they must be extroverted or loud and obnoxious or they must wear the skimpiest clothes and go partying or have a large social circle. the thing i find baffling is why do other girls not feel pressured to be all that bc when people request for idols again theyre very adamant on exactly what they want so ik im none of their fs lol

id have to alter the way i am some way or other and i dont have the energy for it anymore. in college i literally wore similar or repetitive outfits all bc i couldnt be arsed to stand out and all the other girls in my class were treating college like it was a fashion show or statement they had to make one girl i knew she took an hour to get ready her makeup would match her nails would match her outfit and bags would all match. bruh it takes me roughly 5 mins if that to put an "outfit" together no makeup if people dont like the way i look or dress screw it all i will be single until i die and i dont care anymore

thanks for replying to my rambling asks i appreciate it as no one else seems to discuss these issues among society

MBTI is lile Astrology. It’s not scientically proven and even psychologists don’t like that concept so why do you take consideration of it?

Sorry anon but it’s a bit stupid to consider compatibility stuff as something « important » or « real » to have and maintain a relationship. That prooves that you just can’t see how life really works because it doesn’t revolve around those compatibility things. It revolves around efforts, time, patience, understanding, compromise, (sometimes sacrifices), love and compassion etc.

In SK they believe in the blood type compatibility. Will you trust that too to believe if you’d have a chance to be in a relationship??? That’s so much absurd. Anon wake up! 😂 open your eyes the world is bigger than what you see and feel like. It’s more than MBTI, Astro, Tarot, Blood type or whatever else. I am a Pisces rising and yet I still am not that close to Pisces. Astro is not a big deal honey. It’s a tool just like MBTI and Enneagram and whatnot. It’s not meaningful stop trying to find reasons to lower yourself or your situation but you do you at the end lol. I will NEVER use astro or MBTI to know whether or not I should date a guy. Don’t think that those things dictate your life cause it is not and you will just stay stuck up. But maybe your a defeatist and believe you can’t control some area of your life and that’s on you…

I am someone I would consider myself as average and I am okay with it because what’s the point of being attractive to 99% of the world? My worth doesn’t revolve around my beauty… I am much more than appearance. I am also more than my flaws and qualities as well. I am a human, a sentient being with aspirations, beliefs, dreams, will, hopes, fears, like and dislike, struggles and strength. I don’t care if x and y don’t care about that, I care about myself. You should do too anon :)

I don’t need to be on fleek every single day, I don’t need to feel desired everyday. How do you think Marylin Monroe felt even though she was desired and loved??? She felt lonely.

Just be true to yourself and stick with it, stop thinking the world is against you and isn’t helping you because clearly as you are telling about « compatibility » as some sort of « truth »… put yourself together because that’s litterally how you will NEVER find someone anon. You are your own enemy but… you know the song :

You do you anon~ 🙂‍↕️