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satancopilotsmytardis · 2 months

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Fuck yeah, demon Dabi!

I really like that he got adopted by a community willing to take care of him. I believe that people will always seek out community and I just adore this detail here. The fact that they find a starving child and take him in.

On another note, seeing a feral Dabi would be pretty hot, actually.

Oh, Dabi. He's starving himself for other's approval. He's hurting himself again. And sure, it's different, but is it really? He's hurting himself to prove that he is strong, that he should be taken seriously. My boy :(

"There's [describes how all of the LoV are very unhinged] and Magne" I love this line.

And the found family starts! Shigaraki doesn't want any of his crew to be in less than the best shape they could be in. I really like how you write him as a good boss.

He booked a room at La Venus. Yeah, I'm sure that won't lead to him running into Shigaraki at all. Totally.

And the lingerie shows up! Also, Dabi keeping money tucked away in all of your stories for worst-case scenarios is really nice. Especially since he uses them to help the League after AfO is arrested. It just adds to his character nicely, I think.

Ooooh, flustered Shig! We don't get to see that often. Also, uncomfortable conversation for the win when Shigaraki is very much attracted to Dabi and knows that Dabi can smell it. Lol.

"He isn't supposed to be nice, or god forbid, understanding." Dabi. Dabi, have you ever thought about the fact that you had to deal with the literal scum of society for so long that you have gotten used to being treated as less than human? Because Shig is treating you like a human (well, demon) right now and that is actually the bare minimum. Oh boy.

Dabi is jealous~

That other succubus obviously noticed how interested Shig is in Dabi and felt threatened because they have slept with him before (probably more than once?). Also, the fact that Shig is not at all interested in them while being very much interested in Dabi is amusing.

Shigaraki: "I am going to be professional about this and give Dabi some space so my presence won't make him uncomfortable." Dabi: "You want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid."

I wonder if Shig had the scent blockers installed before or after he met Dabi for the first time? Was it just a general idea to use scent blockers in his villain costume as to not get tracked down or did Giran tell him one of the people who want to get in contact is a Succubus and Shig tried to make sure Dabi won't be uncomfortable?

"What if I want to eat you tonight?" "What are your rates?" Shigaraki you are such a simp. "More than worth triple." Oh, do you also want to offer him your still-beating heart on a golden plate? Simp.

Of course Shigaraki would find a way to be sweet even high on venom. He would never want to hurt Dabi by accident.

I really enjoy how you write oral. I think those are some of my favourite fics from you.

Last third of the fic and things are going downhill fast. I'm guessing Dabi only managed to last two months because he was eating so regularly before. Oh, I wonder if the fact that he can't get his fill from anyone else has to do woth the fact that he called Shigaraki his mate? Nah, couldn't be it. Haha, immediately got confirmation for that one.

Okay, but that venom-turned-to-gas attack is cool as fuck. Also, Compress immediately asking to turn taht into marbles just shows how the League is used to having Dabi around. Compress is practical when it comes to stuff like this, he won't judge Dabi when this can be used to give them an advantage (not that he would judge Dabi otherwise, either).

The fact that Dabi has managed to go hungry for this long without going feral really speaks for his self control. I don't remember if you ever answered this, but do demons typically have quirks in this universe? What is the PLFs stance on succubi?

Oh, oh poor Dabi. He was hungry for so long and he tried so hard and he held on for so long. It's no surprise he's slipping. Though taking a chunk out of an already injured Shigaraki does seem counterproductive. Also, that injury is going to be difficult to explain. Especially if there are succubi around, or people who know enough about succubi to know about them going feral.

The abandonment issues are hitting hard again, aren't they? And Shigaraki is such a simp. He had Dabi take a bite out of him and all he can focus on is that Dabi was hurting.

Well, that's a twist. Interesting though! Also, the fact that Shigaraki just immediately ignores everything else to make Dabi feel good. My guy, you are missing part of your shoulder.

Ah, that was a sweet ending. Well, as sweet as you can get with these two. I wonder how the rest of the League reacted? They definitely noticed that Dabi was oit of it for a long time. And I imagine they took the time to read up on succubi, at least on the basics. Did they know he was starving?

Also, an immortal Shigaraki is terrifying, actually. Once heroes find out how he did that, I'm pretty sure they will use the fact that he "owns" Dabi to turn the public even more against him.

Thank you for the story!

Fuck yeah! A long comment!!

Dabi's daddy issues really take a backseat in this one, but they are absolutely still here being a driving force behind his actions in a way I don't even think he's capable of recognizing.

I truly believe that Magne is the most normal member of the League. Oh, she has 47 attempted murders and a temper? Yeah? So what? I would too if i had to deal with transphobia that far into the future while an anthropomorphic washing machine got to run around being one of the top heroes!

Shigaraki has definitely slept with Reo at least twice, however, even if he hadn't slept with Dabi that night, he never would have taken them to bed again. He does not like that Reo tried to stake their claim over him when as far as he was concerned, anything that happened before was just a transaction.

The scent blockers were a part of his costume since his debut! When there are heroes like Hound Dog, it's important to keep things like that covered. But Shigaraki didn't know they were just as effective on demons which is why he said he would be reporting that back to the doctor.

READ HIM FOR FILTH! Look, Shigaraki is so blunt already that I just think if he ever cared enough about something other than his goals, be that another person or just sex flat out, he would be incredibly blunt, earnest, and cringe about pursuing that as well. He does not have a subtle bone in his body.

So in this universe, full-blooded demons do not have quirks, but they do have innate magics and abilities that can sometimes mimic what humans think of as quirks and that can help them stand toe-to-toe with humans even after their evolution. I never had a good chance to bring this up in the Incubus!Shigaraki story, but in the first installment Dabi mentions that he told the rest of the League Decay was a mutation of his ability to eat lifeforce, however Shigaraki was not aware at that time, that was a lie. In actuality, he was born human with demonic blood in his ancestry, and when Decay activated as a child, he was scooped up by AFO who then had Ujiko do a lot of medical experimentation on him until the demon genes activated. From there they waited for him to hit puberty, knowing his memories would be fucked up and gaslighting him the entire time to make sure he thought he was a born demon, to see what kind he would end up being. The fact he ended up being something as weak and low-born as an incubus is why AFO treated him so poorly and encouraged him to starve/feed only on nightmares, since he had already put so much effort into Shigaraki and didn't want to waste him. The fact that Dabi very openly and blatantly has a quirk signals to the world he was human first.

The PLF is a very large organization so it would range from "not racist at all" to "extremely racist" concerning Dabi's and (to a lesser degree) Toga's heritage. In general, given his position in the organization, Dabi would not have to deal with the particularly racist members-- except Geten who, after the incident in Deika, and with his own family's obsession with 'blood purity' would be thoroughly disgusted by Dabi. He would still ask to be put on a squad with the popsicle though, because Dabi is used to that kind of treatment and he wants to keep a close eye on him to make sure he doesn't' ever try to start something.

Shigaraki continues to be a simp, but the fact that he ignored the bite and just kept fucking Dabi is 100% down to the venom. He couldn't have stopped even if he wanted to at that point, and he was just glad that Dabi didn't tear out a vein or artery.

The rest of the League would know they're dating, and kind of had their big reaction to that before the group headed to Deika, but no one else would be able to tell that Shigaraki owns Dabi now unless they tell them, or until it becomes very obvious that Shigaraki is not aging anymore, which he might actually continue to do until he's around 25 or so if the bond determines that's when he would be at his most physically healthy. Overall, I think that they would be happy for them, but be very confused about how in the fuck that works, because the succubi-granted immortality is a very well-kept secret in demon circles to avoid succubi being enslaved again.

So on that same note, the heroes would have no way of knowing what was going on between the two of them for a very, very long time. Especially if Shigaraki does naturally unlock the regeneration quirk of All For One, which would make the longevity Dabi is giving him and his healing look like one and the same. They would also have a theoretical eternity to do what they need to, even if Dabi has already decided he's not going to kill himself to kill Endeavor anymore. Now he gets to take the time and plan for a new revenge. (I'm thinking fighting Shoto and forcing him to use his flames until he accidentally turns into a demon too and forcing Enji to see his perfect prodigy is now a demonic race the whole world looks down on)

Thank you for the comment!

#I had to type this TWICE because the app crashed as I was trying to reply the first time :'(#tanco speaks #ask #asks

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theclosetedskeleton · 9 months

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tell me about the self-ish characters pleas😞i do not care how long the post is /nf

GRAJ ALRIGHTY

gotta mentally think about what im gonna say uhhh

SELF- + -ISH

Okay so I imagine them to have been these twins who got,, fused together? something like that. Occasionally one or the other will take control or whatever of the fused body, and that's usually able to be told by the colors that they wear and slight difference in appearance. Both of them wish to be "themselves again", however there isn't really a way for them to be that again. They are the only character that I DONT have a design OR a name/names for, so I'm just gonna refer to each side as their song counterparts. Self- is calm, quiet and more so the emotional one of the two. -Ish is arrogant, worrisome and quick to jump to conclusions. I haven't thought abt separate identities for the two, although (both of) their pronouns are they/them.

2012

okay i actually have a name for this oc so i gotta dig up my sketchbook rq

OKAY BACK

(STOP WHY DO THE PROPORTIONS LOOK LIKE TAHT )

2012's real name is Morana. She's a Theorist, mainly trying to solve some of the wackiest mysteries that the universe she lives in has to offer, but mainly her own. Morana is struck with some sort of unknown illness, one that progressively gets worse. She doesn't remember how she got it, but she remembers when (guys this is gonna be a really hard one to answer,,, hmmmmmmm

she got the illness around 2012).

Her eyes appear abnormally, looking like black doll eyes. Many colorful cracks form on her skin eventually breaking to reveal her inner body. Its the worst on her face, with her having to cover it with a machine that allows her to see that kind of looks like a VR headset. The cracks and abnormalities will eventually lead to her death, and that's what Morana's trying to theorize about. She thinks that if nobody will know how she'll die, she'll figure it out herself before the time comes.

Bit of personality here -- Morana is a Talkative person, yet tends to be an anxious + nervous person. However, along with the Anxiety, she's driven by that (one of those people that are motivated BY anxiety). She's nonbinary, Bi, demisexual, and her pronouns are She/Her.

Cotards solution

Think abt that one friend in the friend group that's off the rails/pos

Loud, dramatic and forgetful a lot of the times, Cotards solution is yet a character shrouded with mystery. Resurrected by unknown forces, a man unknown by, well, everyone enters the scene. Cotards doesn't have a name (not bc I didn't think of one shhhh), mainly because nobody can put a name to the rotting face. He knows and believes he's dead, yet many people don't believe he is. He feels as if the body he has will be at peace if he's dead, because he already is, but everyone will believe he died just for the cause of it.

His body is translucent, and what shows underneath his skin are just his bones. Thats mainly because hes mainly a skeleton with magical counterparts giving him another life (he still has many human features though). Cotards dissociates a lot and tends to stop talking mid-sentence.

Cotards has a third eye. It tends to disappear and reappear, not necessarily with or without a reason. He constantly wears these red three-framed glasses for his eyes. Im not quite sure what else to add uhh. Cotards is gay and uses he/him pronouns.

Mr. Capgras

Mysterious, quiet, and a nervous wreck. Mr. Capgras, first name Victor, is probably the oldest of all of the SELF-iSH characters. Formerly an engineer, Victor struggles with visions and illusions of the sense. Consistently seeing ghosts and hearing voices, not to mention the everlasting fear of everyone being not who they say they are and that they're out to get him !? jesus christ,. someone go get him therapy NOW speaking emoji fire emoji!!!!

He's very paranoid, and will avoid almost any social interaction because of this. He also has really bad trust issues, not mainly bc of his fears, but also because once he gained this strange illness and paranoia, everyone in his life left him. He also gets visions of the same people (the same people in question turn out to be the other SELF-iSH ocs).

He has these blemishes and scars on his skin that don't heal, With beady black eyes like Morana's/2012's. They don't share the same canon illness, however (none of them do, minus one character that ill get to). He is constantly wearing those like. floral designed suits. or just suits in general. idk what's up with that. He's Agender, Panromantic, Grey asexual and uses He/Him pronouns.

The song with 5 names

Your average guy. except uhh we cant have that here, its fused with 4 people (or, more specifically, their minds) . Their original name is Vincent, but is barely called by that name anymore. The four people in question are Morana, Cotards, Victor and the character of "Hand me my shovel, I'm going in!" .

Constantly on edge, hyper and shakes way too much. It changes personalities FAST, Mainly because of the 4 different (mind) fusions. Vincent tends to talk to himself a lot, mainly because it tries to send messages to the 4 of them.

I JUST ACCIDENTALLY DELETED A PARAGRAPH OH MY GOD

Their body is covered in cracks, holes, patterns and abnormalities of the like. Along with this, the abnormalities are never fluid, and are constantly changing. Little physical fact - Vincent had heterochromia, and now thats developed into a cracked beady eye and A completely blank white eye. Vincent uses He/it/they pronouns, and is aroace + genderfluid.

Hand me my shovel, I'm going In!

Burned out + tired character of the ocs. Dawn is a conspiracist/ theorist who tried to find someone that hasn't ever existed. She looks for the answers to a solution of a problem that hasn't even been thought of, yet wont be denied that the person doesn't exist. The person was the love of dawns life, and needs to find an answer as to where they went.

Dawn occasionally sees ghosts from time to time and also experiences hallucinations. One could speculate that the "love of her life" WAS a ghost, but the evidence isn't enough to prove it yet (oh my god making references to the original songs its so fun ANYWAYS).

I imagine Dawn and Morana to be like theorist buddies. what if plot twist the love of her life in question WAS Morana BEFORE the illness?? Except she didnt know Morana changed??? hmmmmm muhahah

Dawn constantly wears suits. Like. you could be going to the motherfucking grocery store and BOOM suit and tie. not the point. Dawn has multiple scars on her face and hands, due to physical injuries. She has dark heavy eyebags, and is pale as a ghost due to malnourishment. Her pronouns are She/her and is a demigirl + lesbian.

Dr. Sunshine (is dead)

by far my most worked on character probably. Dr. Sunshine, Also known as William sunshine (Yes this IS a reference to WW's old work), has been at and through many places at a time. Working with all sorts of magic, the "good" or the "bad" kind, or the things that feel like magic (uhhh drugs), He'll get his hands on. From working as a "doctor" to A ringmaster (I'd go into depth into that but that's a verbal equinox territory), hes done almost all of it. He's done WAY too many bad deeds to be considered "wanted", yet nobody seems to know him.

Charming yet mysterious, It feels like he seems to know everyone. Maybe its because he actually does !!!

Plot twist grahh!!! hes been behind all of the "illness's" and "diseases", and fusions of the like. Yes, even Cotards resurrection. In fact what if i told you that Dr. Sunshine resurrected Cotards to be with him once more !!!! Diversity win! the ocs are gay!

WEHJAKSKS

GETTING OFF TOPIC!!!!! Yes, Dr. sunshine resurrected Cotards to not have to deal with the pain of forever losing him, and when that didnt (seem to) work, he tried fusing him (parts of his mind to be specific) with someone else, however accidentally fusing 3 other people in the process.

Physical features!!! Dr. Sunshine has that Iconic coat i always draw him in, but since there may be other people who read to the end of this, Dr. sunshine has a white doctors/lab coat with many stripes and patterns on it, with (human) eyes on one sleeve. Dr. Sunshine also has a Third eye, and markings/abnormalities covering his body. Dr. Sunshine may or may not be already dead, Its hard to tell as to how many times hes died. Lastly Dr. Sunshine's pronouns are He/him, and hes Bisexual.

CONCLUSION

OH MY GOD. this post is gonna be so fucking long. I hope whoever read this enjoyed reading it because this shit took me 2 hours GRAH

ALSO if this has any errors im sorry bc i wrote this at 4 am for anyone who stumbles across this post later

#closet rambles again on tumblr #will wood #will wood and the tapeworms #wwatt #wwattw #self ish #I should make a tag for my ocs #Closet oc tag!!!

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tomtenadia · 2 years

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Second chances...

I don’t even remember how the idea of this fic came to more, but it’s a second chance Rowaelin. It was meant to be a short one shot... it turned out a monster of almost 6k words... and a bit of a rollercoaster. There is angst, but well.. as the title says...

CW: divorce, some hurt/comfort and a brief mention of a death (non MC I promise) I hope you will enjoy it.

Aelin walked around the living room collecting her stuff for work “Maya, are you ready? We need to go.” “I am coming, I am looking for my hockey bag.”

Aelin went to her daughter’s room and helped her find the bag. Maya was in a girls hockey team “Here it is. You are just as messy as me.”

Maya kissed her mother “thanks.”

The two left the house and went to the car “you got all your stuff at your dad’s?”

Maya nodded.

Aelin and Rowan were divorced. They had married at a very young age after they found out taht Aelin was pregnant. Rowan being the responsible one had offered to provide for her and thought that marriage was the best option. But they were young, Rowan twenty one and Aelin nineteen and the weight of responsibilities started to take a toll on them pretty quickly affecting as well their relationship. With the passing of time they came to the realisation that they had married for the wrong reason and slowly drifted apart, after each fight spread the abysm separating them even further. Until it was too much and the word divorce was mentioned. They agreed it was the best option especially for their daughter’s sake. So as little as two years later they had gone separate ways. Custody had been easy had agreed on sharing Maya equally.

And so they moved on with their lives, leaving behind that small parenthesis when they tried to be a family.

Aelin went to become a paediatric doctor whereas Rowan got hired by an engineering company and was now quite high in the company. They would see each other at school meeting or Maya’s games, but outside those engagements their interactions were minimal.

Maya knew better, though. When her parents were together she had studied their interactions. She saw them alone and together and only when they were with each other she could see happiness.

She was twelve and probably did not know much about love, but of one thing was sure, her parents, despite their stubbornness, still loved each other.

Her mission now, was to get her parents back together. Be a family again.

They eventually reached the school and Aelin leaned over to kiss her daughter “Dad will pick you up at practice tonight.”

Maya grabbed her stuff “Ok.”

“I love you.”

“Love you too, mum.”

Maya left the car and Aelin watched her enter the school and sighed. A part of her hated when it was Rowan’s turn. A whole week without her daughter. She missed her and the house felt empty.

Rowan though, had the same right as her. And while she had been terrified when she discovered she was pregnant, he had been her rock. He held her and spent the afternoon whispering it’s all going to be okay over and over again. Tears threatened to spill. Absentmindedly she touched the necklace and brushed the ring that hung from it. It was her wedding ring. She had removed it from her finger but always carried it with her. She kept telling herself that they had done the right thing, that Maya’s welfare was the outmost important thing… but it was hard and sometimes she wondered whether it really had been the wisest choice.

She sighed once more and eventually drove to work.

Rowan had left work a bit early and arrived at the ice rink well before practice finished. He loved watching his daughter play even though it brought back memories of an alternate life from long ago. Maya was a forward and was actually really good at it. Both he and Aelin were big hockey fans and slowly had passed the passion onto her and when she was older and had begged her parents to join a team they had agreed to let her do it. He watched his daughter glide on the ice with incredible skill, pass the defence and score a goal. He whooped loudly, pride bursting out of him.

It was an hour later when they were back home, Maya had gone to get showered and changed and he was busy making dinner when she joined him in the kitchen “I am making mac and cheese tonight, I think you deserve it.”

Maya grinned and sat on the table “dad, I invited mum to Saturday’s game, it’s a big one and I want her there.”

Rowan turned “of course. She can always come.”

Maya nodded and accepted her plate with food and geared up for the question that she had been burning to ask for a while now. She stuffed her face with her dad’s amazing food then paused “Dad, why you and mum don’t live together like all the other parents?”

Rowan stared at his daughter with the fork half way to his mouth. They had sort of explained the situation to Maya when she was younger, but he was aware that she was growing up and that soon they’d have to explain to her what happened in more details. He knew Maya would have questions soon. It seemed that the moment was that evening and Rowan froze. Aelin should be there too because they had agreed to have the conversation with both of them present, to offer Maya a full picture. They had separated peacefully and both tried very hard never to complain about the other parent.

He placed the fork down and gathered his courage “Maya, your mum and I got married very young after we found out we were expecting you,” he started to explain. He wanted to make sure that Maya did not feel like she was the cause of their problems “We were so young and at the time we thought marriage was the answer, but then things got hard, we fought a lot, so we decided that it was better, for you, if we split up. Making sure you were happy was our priority.”

Maya was silent and Rowan worried.

“Do you still love mum?”

The question blindsided him. He just remained silent gathering his thoughts on something he had been pondering on for a while. Lately he and Aelin had been interacting more, exchanging texts even outside the normal communications. If something happened to him he realised that Aelin had become once more the first person he wanted to tell. But it was complicated. Then he sighed and thought about his wedding ring hiding in the coins compartment of his wallet. How could explain to her that a part of him regretted divorcing her mother and giving up so easily? But Maya had been their priority and they did not want her to grow up in a household with parents fighting all the time.

“Maya it’s complicated.”

His daughter stood abruptly and in her green eyes he saw her mother fierceness. She had hair as silver as his and the same green eyes, but his daughter was as fierce and strong as her mother “no it’s not. It’s a simple yes or no question.” Her voice rose a few notches “Hellas dad, do you think I am stupid? Do you really think I did not notice that all of a sudden you two are hanging out a lot more and that you find every excuse to be near her? Or the fact that you only really smile when you are with her? You stop being a grouch only with mum or me,” she blurted out. If they were too stupid to realise they were still in love, she was going to open their eyes “and do we want to talk about the fact that you still carry your wedding ring in your wallet? Sure but keep lying to yourself that you are not still in love with mum.”

“Maya, you are twelve, what do you know about love?”

Maya straightened her back “I might be twelve and young, but I can see that my parents are living a lie. Neither of you had a lasting relationship, a few dates and then stopped. Mum hasn’t dated in years and you too. Again, I might be young but I am not stupid.” And with that she stormed out of the door and Rowan heard her slam the door of her room.

He sat at the table speechless, definitely not expecting such a reaction from her. Maybe Maya was right… slowly he placed the food away. All of a sudden he wasn’t hungry anymore.

The day of the game eventually arrived and Rowan drove Maya to the ice rink. It was a home game against Perranth that was probably going to seal the championship and Maya’s team was in the lead. To great disappointment of Elide who was a crazy Perranth supporter.

He walked up the steps and reached his assigned seat. Aelin arrived ten minutes later and landed at his side while carrying a cup with coke and a box with nachos. He smiled. Aelin would never be at a hockey game without her portion of junk food.

“Still inhaling calories?”

“Sorry, Rowan, they finished the carrots.”

He laughed at their banter. Something that even after a decade had never left them.

In revenge he stole one of her nacho chips and Aelin turned to him outraged. Rowan roared with laughter at her expression. In that instant Maya’s words popped in his head. Aelin really was the only person who could make him laugh that freely. He hadn’t realised it until his twelve years old daughter pointed it out to him. After their fight they had a tense day, but Maya then dropped the subject and he was relieved. His emotion in too much turmoil to make sense of them.

“Uhm, Maya’s birthday is very soon. Can we do it at your place? You are the one with the garden and we want to invite a few friends.”

“Oh good, I wanted to ask you about that. My place is fine. You two ladies organise it and I will make sure the garden is all ready.”

“Thanks Ro, she is excited.”

He was about to reply but the horn sounded loudly and marked the start of the match.

The game finished with a victory for Orynth. Maya had scored three of the four goals and both Aelin and Rowan had been very proud parents and cheered loudly during the entire game. Now they were outside and were waiting for Maya to join them.

Their daughter arrived a good forty minutes later and Aelin ran to her and kissed her, shouting champions with deep pride. That game had sealed the championship and they had been crowned the winners for that season. They still had two games to go, but the victory was now sealed.

Aelin had the team’s jersey and the baseball cap and on top of that she had painted her cheeks in green and silver, the colours of the team. Rowan had just worn his jersey.

“Maya and I are going home…” he said quietly. Then took a deep breath “wanna join us for dinner? We can celebrate together.”

“Please, mum, please, please.”

Aelin stared at her daughter and did not have the courage to tell her that it was not a great idea.

“Of course, my love.” What could be the danger in it?”

Once outride the house Aelin paused for a second. Rowan lived in a big detached house. He had done well, they both had, but Rowan recently had been given a huge promotion and suddenly he was on really big bucks. She chuckled thinking about the small one bedroom flat they had rented after high school. At the time it was all they could afford with part time jobs and some help from their parents. She wondered where they would be if they had stayed together.

“You coming?” Maya’s question woke her up from her thoughts.

She stepped inside the house and joined him in the living room while Maya ran to her room to stash away her gear.

“I can see that the books are going wild now.”

“Maya’s mostly. She is just as obsessed as you and I will need to buy a new house soon just for her books,” he confessed with a fond smile “I am building her a library for her birthday and running out of ideas to keep it secret.”

Aelin looked at him and all of a sudden wanted to hug him. Of one thing she was certain: Rowan’s devotion to his daughter was never questioned. The judge had initially given full custody to her, but Aelin had asked to share it. She knew from day one that Rowan would have made a wonderful dad and she was not going to take that from him.

“That will be an amazing present, now my unicorn will look positively plebeian.” She joked, walking to the kitchen with him “I got her a meet and greet with her favourite hockey player at the next home game for the Stags. I had to grovel a bit with one of my colleague who has connection in the league and it costed me three weekends in a row as paediatrician on call at the A&E but she is worth it.”

Rowan moved towards the kitchen counter “she is. She is definitely not one of my regrets.”

Aelin was stunned and just stood there on the threshold “I assume I am your biggest regrets.” It was not meant to sound that harsh, but the words left her mouth before she could stop herself.

Rowan turned to her, his face sad all of a sudden “that is not what I meant.”

She scoffed “Sure, promising hockey player turns down an offer to play professional to spend time with his pregnant girlfriend.” Since high school had been a promising hockey player and once he graduated he had received an amazing offer from the Stags to join their team as a rookie. Two weeks later she had destroyed that dream by announcing that she was pregnant. Rowan had turned down the offer and two months later he proposed.

“Did I ever complain? I gave up my career willingly. You and our daughter were more important.”

“You were miserable,” she said through gritted teeth “I heard you complain to Lorcan that you hated your life.” She paused, “I was in the living room nursing Maya and I heard you. That night I almost left you.”

Rowan stared at Aelin in silence. He vaguely remembered that night. He had been exhausted and frustrated. “I had two jobs and both were horrible but paid the bills and rent and kept us fed.”

Aelin looked away“You could have been playing with the Stags as regular player by now. Be a star, have all the glory and women flocking to you.”

“It was my choice,” he shouted “Stop putting in my mouth words I never said. You and Maya were the only good thing in my life…”

Aelin grabbed her bag “I need to go.” Her voice broken by deep grief.

“Sure Aelin, run away…”

“Fuck you, Whitethorn,” she made a turn then stopped “tell Maya I love her and that I will see her for her birthday.”

Rowan stared at Aelin disappear through the door. When he lifted his eyes he spotted Maya on the doorstep. Her eyes red from crying.

They were too busy shouting at each other to realise she had been eavesdropping. They had promised to shield Maya from their disagreements. But as he stared at his daughter’s brokenhearted expression, he realised that for the first time in twelve years they had failed her.

Fuck.

Aelin sat in her car and let the tears flow. She cried until she was spent then drove to the one person that could offer her comfort and wisdom: her mother.

The drive took a good forty minutes and now she was standing in front of her childhood home.

A knock on the door and Evalin appeared a moment later “Aelin, my love.”

Aelin landed in her mother’s arms and let the tears come back. In Evalin’s arms she sobbed hard and let free all the frustration and pain in her heart.

Evalin guided her to the sofa and the two sat together “What happened?”

“I had a fight with Rowan.”

Evalin sighed and hugged her daughter.

“What was the fight about?”

“I think he still resents me for being the reason why he had to abandon his career as professional hockey player,” she confessed “he says no, but I know him. A part of him wishes he had chosen hockey over us.”

A deep sigh left Evalin. She had met Rowan after the confession tah Aelin was pregnant and never met a more dedicated and responsible twenty one years old. He had gone looking for a job right away, had asked for help in looking for a flat. He had taken in his stride his new role as a father from the very beginning. Not once had Evalin seen an ounce of regret in his face.

“What did he say?”

“That Maya was definitely not one of his regrets,” a loud sob “I am one of them, probably the biggest one. He regrets meeting me,” she hugged her mother tight “I bet he wishes he never asked me out.”

Evalin brushed her daughter’s head “You don’t know that. You don’t know what his hockey career would have brought him. Sports glory is not eternal. He might have ended up miserable. Now he is a very successful man, you both are…”

Her daughter shook her head stubbornly.

“Aelin…” Evalin’s finger lifted her chin and blue eyes met their copy “are you still in love with him?” She had suspected for a while, but the occasion to ask had never presented itself. Now it was the perfect time. For a long time Aelin was not much fussed about Rowan, but recently sje had seen changes in her daughter.

“No…” but as soon as the word left her mouth she hid her face in the crook of her mother’s neck.

“Do you want my real opinion of the sugarcoated version?”

“Real.”

Evalin pulled back and stared at her daughter in her eyes “You both gave up too easily.”

Aelin was silent at the confession.

“As soon as it got too hard, you just called it quits and got a divorce. You took the coward way out instead of fighting for your marriage.”

Aelin sighed “What marriage? We fought so much… that was not love… it was just to cover a mistake.”

“Your daughter was not a mistake,” Evalin’s tone had gone harsh all of a sudden. She adored her granddaughter. Early pregnancy or not Maya was the joy in her grandparents’ lives.

Heavy sobs shook Aelin’s body.

Evalin sighed once more “Aelin, darling, I have been married to your father for over forty years,” she started, grabbing Aelin’s hand in hers in an attempt to calm her “Some days I would gladly strangle him or when he really pisses me off I imagine creative ways to dispose of his body,” a chuckle left her lips “I crave the evenings, like tonight, when he has his meeting with his friends, so I can have a me night.” a pause to let the words sink in “but I love him just as much as when we started dating. Forty odd years with that grump and I would not have it any other way.”

Aelin was about to add something but Evalin stopped her “We fight, all couples do. There is no such thing as the perfect marriage, Aelin. But we do our best to overcome our problems and disagreements and avoid going to bed mad at each other.”

Aelin stood silent.

“You and Rowan did not fight for each other. And Rowan’s parents think the same.”

Aelin’s hand went to her necklace, feeling the presence of the ring under the fabric.

“Do you still love him?” Evalin asked once more.

Aelin did not answer and her mother shook her head, having her final answer “you need to tell him. You and Rowan need to have a chat.”

“He has long moved on.”

“Not according to what Maya has told me.”

Evalin smiled at the surprise in Aelin’s face.

“Oh yes, your daughter has been talking a lot with me and her other grandma. Last time he dated was a few years back and on that occasion it did not go past the first date.”

“There is no future for us. That door closed on the day we signed the divorce papers.”

Evalin took a deep sigh and pulled Aelin to her “Only death is permanent.” A caress on her face “You read a lot of romance novels. Ever heard about second chance romance?”

Aelin nodded weakly.

“You and Rowan can have it. You deserve it and Maya does it too.”

Blue eyes met her copy “how? Where do I start? I want…” another sob “I dated but no one was ever like him. He is my home…”

A huge grin spread on Evalin’s face. She had known that Aelin was still in love. Now with Maya’s help she had to push them to talk.

Aelin that night went home and once in bed composed a text message: I am sorry.

I’d never regret choosing you and Maya.

Saturday finally arrived and Rowan was nervous. After the text message a few nights before he had no other contact with Aelin. Maya had told him that her mum was definitely coming. He needed a moment with her, wanted to talk. Maya was right. Truth was, he never stopped caring about Aelin. She was his home. She was still the first person he texted after a hockey game to discuss the results.

Rowan had gone and had a chat with his parents and found out that they believed they had given up too easily. His dad told him that he should have convinced Aelin to try and overcome the problems together. He had been thinking about that conversation for a few days now. He had to talk to Aelin.

Rowan was so deep in his musings when Maya joined him in the kitchen “is my cake nice and full of chocolate?”

“It definitely meet yours and your mother’s standards.”

“She needs it.”

Rowan’s ears perked up “is she okay?”

Maya grinned internally at her father’s need to fuss “She is fine. She has just been working a lot and now for some reason she has three weekend shifts in a row in the A&E. She hasn’t done that in a long time.”

He smiled. He knew that Aelin had offered to cover the emergency room in exchange of Maya’s special present.

“Maybe they are short of doctors?”

Maya shrugged “Will you be nice to her? She is tired. No stress. It’s my birthday, I want my family all together happy.”

He pulled her to his chest “I don’t want to hurt her or you,” Maya hugged her father tight and could sense the pain in his words. He cared, he still did and had decided that he was going to make an effort to give his daughter another gift. A chance to have her family again.

Aelin was late. All the guests had arrived but she was not there yet. He kept checking his phone for a message but nothing. Fear started to grow in him that she had decided to bail. He looked at Maya and she shook her head. No news.

It was almost an hour later when the doorbell rang and he ran to the door like a desperate man.

He flung the door open and in front of him stood an Aelin who looked like a wreck. Instinct screamed at him to hug her but he restrained himself.

“Sorry I am late,” her flat tone was a shot through his heart. “A&E was hell tonight…”

“Come Ae, we have plenty of chocolate.”

She gave him a tight smile and followed him inside. Maya was in her arms a second later “You made it.”

“Sorry, darling… work was bad.”

The rest of the group welcomed her and Rowan announced that it was finally present time. He wanted to keep his for last. He had been working on it for a while. The room had been locked and he had told Maya that he was working on it and it was a mess and did not want her to go inside. Aelin gave her daughter her present after all their friends. Maya had screamed at the signed jersey and at the pass for two for the meet and greet. Seeing her daughter that happy washed away a bad shift at the hospital. Soon after Rowan took her to the door that had been locked for weeks. When he opened the door Maya gasped. The room was a library. Bookcases covered the walls, and they were quite full of her books. That’s where her father had stashed them. He hadn’t placed them in the attic while he worked on the living room.

“Dad…”

“This is yours Maya, a library, I made it for you. Happy birthday, baby.”

Maya was crying and hugging her father fiercely “I love you, dad.”

It was later on when all the guests had gone and the house tidied up that Rowan went looking for Aelin. Lysandra and Elide had helped him tidy up and had told her to stay in the living room and relax. Aelin though, was not where he expected her. He walked around the house until he noticed the door of the library slightly ajar. He took a step inside and found Aelin standing and looking at the books.

He stared at her in silence. Aelin was stunning. She was the most beautiful woman he had set eyes on. He had tried to forget her with other women, but no one ever made him feel like her. She was his soulmate and he had been an idiot to even think that she could be replaced. It had taken him ten years and his daughter to realise his mistake.

“Rowan?”

He shook his head at the sound of her voice. Aelin was looking at him and her eyes were puffy.

“Aelin…” he moved a step to her and that’s when she crashed into his arms. On instinct he hugged her and the feeling of her body against to his was like coming home after a long trip.

“Are you okay?”

In his arms she started crying and he held her tighter “I lost two kids tonight….” Her sobs intensified “a hit and run. They were on their bikes and someone just drove into them…” when she started shaking he moved a hand on her back, caressing gently while the other went to her head, stroking her hair in an attempt of comfort.

He always hated when Aelin was hurting. It made him physically sick.

“I love you…” he whispered very softly not afraid anymore of the truth that had been now clear as daylight “ I never stopped…” Aelin looked up and stared in his pine green eyes in disbelief “I have one big regret.”

She tried to pull back but he kept her close “I regret that I ever let you go, that I gave up easily when things got hard.” With the back of his hand he caressed her face while his thumb wiped her tears “it took a chat with our daughter to realise that I am still in love with you.”

Aelin stared at him stunned for what felt like an eternity “I… I tried to convince myself that you resented me because it was easier. It allowed me to keep my distance and ignore my feelings.” Her hand went to her neck and pulled out the necklace and showed him her wedding ring “I wear it all the time. You are always with me.”

Rowan chuckled and extracted his wallet from his back pocket. He opened the little compartments for the coins and extracted a silver band identical to Aelin’s.

“I want to try… I want our second chance…” she whispered while searching his gaze and the smile he gave her was the most stunning vision she ever saw. And when he nodded Aelin’s fears left her.

“Mala save me I missed you…” he grabbed her and pulled Aelin at his chest. She looked up at him through her blurred vision and then buried her face in the crook of his neck. She inhaled the scent of pine and snow that always made her feel at home.

Rowan had not realised how truly he had missed until she was in his arms once more. But never again. And when he looked down once againit was to slant his mouth on hers. His souls sang at the contact, recognising the part that had gone missing for too long. He kissed her and all the pieces fell back into place. He was complete once more.

Maya had gone downstairs to get some water when she heard voices in the library. Silently she flattened against the wall and listened. It was her parents and they were talking.

And when she heard her dad tell Aelin he loved her, Maya had to try very hard not to squeal. She knew it and took pride in having opened his eyes to his stupidity.

She stood and listened and when she peeked inside and saw them kissing she started crying in happiness.

6 months later.

While Maya was getting ready for the wedding she took a moment to think about the whirlwind that the previous six months had been. After the evening in the library, her parents had spent countless nights talking and dealing with the past. She knew they wanted to get everything out and not leave anything that might jeopardise the relationship again. She had given them space. A few times had organised a sleepover at Aidan’s and auntie Lys had been delighted in playing a part in getting her parents back together.

Until one night they took her aside and asked her if she was okay with Aelin moving to Rowan’s house. They had explained her that they finally were ready for their new life together. To be a family again. Maya had screamed in delight. Three months later Rowan proposed in their back garden that she had helped to decorate.

And now the big day had finally arrived and she was excited. They had gone for a very low key ceremony in their back garden and Alistair, her grandfather was going to officiate. Rhoe was going to walk Aelin down the aisle and she had been appointed maid of honour with auntie Lysandra and Elide as bridesmaid.

She walked down the grass and stopped to take her position and face her dad. He looked stunning and happy. Since he an her mum had reconciled, not a day has passed when he wasn’t smiling, or humming while cooking. They were both two brand new people. They had only needed a little push to finally face what had been in front of them.

Classical music filled the air and Aelin finally appeared at Rhoe’s arm. Maya did not miss the light in Rowan’s eyes when he saw her.

Aelin stopped in front of him and her father in law took the stage.

“Thank you every one for being here today at my son and Aelin’s wedding,” he started, scanning the crowd “Life doesn’t always offer second chances, but if you are offered one you better take it. Rowan and Aelin have chosen their family and today they are here, in front of us, to rekindle the promise that they had exchanged thirteen years ago.”

Alistair nodded and Rowan took Aelin’s hand “Fireheart, fate has allowed me to get to marry my soulmate a second time. I am a lucky man and I will treasure forever this moment. I also don’t want to spend another day apart from you,” he grabbed her hand “You and Maya are my dream, my perfect life and my everything. I love you. To whatever end.”

He heard Aelin sniffle and squeezed his hand in return “My buzzard, you entered my life on tip toes and slowly became a part of my own soul. For ten years I wandered in search for answers and a way to deal wit the past and the hole you left in my life.” She paused and looked at Maya “turns out our daughter was the key,” Aelin extended her hand and invited the girl to join them “I love you Rowan, there’s no way without you.”

Maya squealed and kissed her mum.

Alistair smiled at his granddaughter, then looked at Lorcan and took the rings. The same ones they used in their first marriage and never abandoned. They had just asked a jeweller to change the dates inside, but had wanted to keep the originals.

Rowan grabbed Aelin’s ring “Aelin with this ring I promise you to cherish you, to walk the path of life at your side. In health, in sickness, through bad and good days, to fight for us, until death do us part.” He placed the ring and Aelin got ready to do the same “Rowan, with this ring, accept my promise to share my life with you for good and for worse, through illness and health, to hold your hand in this journey together, till death do us part.”

Aelin placed the ring on his finger and stared in his eyes glistening with joy.

Maya grabbed both of her parents’ hands and turned to her grampa.

“Friends, family, please join me in sharing our love for Aelin and Rowan Whitethorn-Galathynius. I wish you all the happiness in the universe.” He patted Rowan’s shoulder “now come on, you have my permission to kiss her.”

Rowan’s arms sneaked behind her back and pulled her to his chest and kissed with all the love he had for the woman in his arms.

Later on, during a break in the festivities Aelin grabbed her husband and pulled him aside.

“Aelin, I don’t think this is the right time for a quickie.”

Her finger landed on his lips “you are insatiable.”

Rowan moved even closer “I have ten years to make up for.”

She giggled but pushed him back gently “I have something to tell you….”

He looked at his wife with a mix of nervousness “if you have changed your mind it’s too late.”

Aelin kissed him “No, I love you and being married to you feels right,” her hands carded in his long hair “I am pregnant, Rowan.”

The happiness that spread on his face was the most beautiful and precious sight.

“For real?”

Aelin nodded.

“I love you,” his hand landed on her still flat belly.

Rowan held his wife in his arms and together they slow danced at the sound of the music in the background.

No more fears, no more running. They were a family now.

He hugged Aelin closer and while inhaling the lavender scent of her hair he considered himself the luckiest man alive. He had a second chance, and with it the love of his life in his arms.

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little-meowyao · 3 months

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Fanfiction writing asks!! 25, 32, 40, 50, 47 and 70

25. What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?

Writing itself, because I don't really do any of the others. I also love brainstorming with friends, but there's nothing like the satisfaction of seeing your story take shape (Especially if I daydreamed a lot about it). However, it does make me want to commit arson when it doesn't sound right (see: the source of my cannibalism fic! It was meant to be a nieyao JGY eats NMJ's heart fic, but that wasn't coming out how I wanted, so I scrapped it)

32. Do you take fic requests? Why or why not?

If someone asked me to write about a premise that I found interesting, I probably would! But I'm by no means a popular writing, mainly due to my niche interests (my wx deity au is my popular series and that's my only wx focused au, that I have lost interest in). See: suyao TPE, ruoyao ruling the world, dead dove nieyao, JGY sex issues, etc.

I really like writing for others, knife to the procrastination's throath

TLDR I probably would but I've never been asked

40. What is your favorite world that you’ve created for a fic?

When it comes to fic writing, I really don't deal in worldbuilding. Canonverse is my jam. The TPE au is just modern au focused on suyao, and the abo broodmare au, though very diferent from canon world dynamics, is also canonverse. Again, more character driven.

When it comes to my original projects, however 👀 My own original world for my books is nice and complex and I cherish it very much! I do love worldbuilding

Feel free to shoot me a message or an ask if you wanna talk about any of those!

50. How would you describe your writing style?

I'd say it's very subjective/ focused on what is happening on a certain character's head. I do admit to adverbing A LOT and to telling not show (though that is necessary for the kind of emotional charge in my writing). I

47. Is there a trope that you’ve written before but are now sick of?

Oooh, fics focused on stupidly intense chronic pain. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE a good chronic pain fic, but I look at my chronic pain series and just euugh. My writing style was kinda weird back then, and I wasn't so deep in the JGY hole. I don't think I'll write anything focused on taht alone again

70. Are you subscribed to any writers on AO3?

I actually am not! I don't tend to subscribe to things a lot, so there's that. I am subscribed to a few fics (not a lot, since I tend to avoid reading unfinished fics), but the only one I can remember right now is Jade and Fire.

#ask game #asks

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that-there-is-a-wierd0 · 4 months

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There’s this headcanon that Ebigeso made that Incredible Principal is shy to show his face which is why he wears a mask. But I find that silly because why would you code your own robot to feel insecre? Usually you program fear to prevent something bad like death or murder. But then I remembered this is Billy, and one justification I though of was that he probably fucks with his robots to vent out his own issues… Like when you self-insert onto your OCs so taht you have someone to relate to. I think the only time it gets really screwed up is in BBEG:11YL when Gaming Computer is programmed to genuinely feel heartbreak, like… Billy, what’s your damage 😭 tf happened in 11 years.

OMG THIS I feel like billy just represses soooo much of himself because he's scared of being weak or an embarrassment. He wants to look his best at absolutely all times and he's incredibly stoic and cold hearted as a result.

It's the exact same thing when Billy sees Mira draw really concerning things (cough cough self termination) but Mira brushes it off. Like. I don't think you are ok actually????

Billy definitely expresses himself through his craft, I bet he makes desktop buddies that cry and get angry. That's he bad he's feeling at the moment 😭😔

#Answered #Mira lore

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jordanianprincesses · 1 year

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I came to your account to look ,i'm fan of Princess Iman and Salma. I don't have anything against Rajwa but for the moment i have "bad vibes" coming from her. I wanted just to give you my opinion( nothing bad just an opinion I respect everyone's one). I kept reading everywhere Prince Hussein's future marriage is arranged and after all the things I saw, including his behavior( not shy at all we saw privates pics of him with girls he isn't shy when he chooses who to hang out with) this give me 100% of arranged or forced marriage on his side. A man's love is in the present, it happens quicker than for a girl, a girl's love can grow with time not men's one. So yes ,he pretty much confirmed he didn't like her but something reminded him of her(the coup?).

Now maybe they agreed on a deal but there will never be love between them we're in 2023 People want real and true love. I read people compare them to Charles and Diana, well yes Charles and Diana did lots of PR looking "in love" pictures ,events, their wedding everybody thought it was a fairytale love story when it wasn't.you can fake easily especially in their fake world,even if Prince Hussein struggles in showing any affection to Rajwa. Can't blame him you can't force someone to have feelings for someone else. Queen Rania is a specialist in faking and pretending, all the so called love to Rajwa is way too much it's weird. Anyway I hope God is with Prince Hussein,after he lost so much weight i hope somehow he will find peace but when you're forced.you'll explode one day for sure...Be aware that it's an opinion among others, in no way i am being mean, if you accept my confession or not it's up to you. I respect. Princess Iman's coldness to Rajwa was odd to me so i decided to read things who to me now make senses.

Hello, you're welcome and ofc you are free to express your opinions the way you want . This is not the kind of messages am telling it's rude or repetitive. So feel free to say what you want.

As for Rajwa and Hussein: Well, for sure we can't know for 100% what's happening behind closed doors. To say they are deeply in love ? Am not sure ! There's no evidence. I can't really tell. But I truly think at least Rajwa likes Hussein. Don't you agree ? I mean after all there are so many reasons for her to fall in love with him.

2/ I like Hussein I find him warm-hearted and all but I always think he's inauthentic in public. Way before Rajwa joined the family, whenever he gives speeches for example he has the same facial expressions and body language and those look exactly like his father's as well. And even when he's just interacting with people.

I'll try to find further pics to prove my point of view regarding his body language ,same goes for Rania. I am 10000% sure they have monitor/ coach who guide them how to behave in public. Nothing is natural for them It's all about how they try to portray themselves and how they want the others to perceive them... Anyway, I think same applies to his relationship with rajwa, we don't know for sure if HE ACTUALLY LIKES HER OR NOT, but he's not behaving naturally in public. Means every move is calculated and every word said is well thought of.

Maybe that's why people see he's faking the story - and that's true- but what I meant is that even if he's in love with her he will behave in the same calculated way...he will say the same words and so on.... as you said behind closed doors he behaves differently with his friends and girls BUT not in public!

3/ About something reminded him of her : Haha I thought taht was meant to be a romantic thing to say but it actually backfired on him. I think he meant we spoke to each other for a while then each of us went his way than "BOOM" something happened so he remembered her . Something here as he wanted us to believe "never forget that his words are calculated " is the destiny who reunited them or the fact that she's unforgettable and she popped in his mind again. Ofc am trying to interpret his words in a positive light because that's what he wants us to believe no ? I Don't believe those words but I mean if he's lying anyway why would he say a bad narrative if he wants to promote his fake love story?

4/ Rania is trying to promote Rajwa and Hussein's love story : that's 100% true yet even if he truly loved Rajwa, Rania will do the same thing and she will promote it anyway... But I guess their PR is reading people's comments everywhere and they are trying to further convince us that they love each other.

5/ I ve never said they are in love or not because they will always be inauthentic in public.

6/ If Hussein married her for money or royal links , why to blame her ? He's the one who's taking advantage of her . Furthermore, why to blame him if he sacrificed himself for a greater cause , to bring prosperity to his country for example?

7/ It's really obvious that Iman is in love with Jameel but look at her in the wedding she looked unhappy and as if she was forced into this marriage. We have to understand that their life is really hard while everyone in public is watching even their little moves.

8/ There's absolutely no problem if Hussein and Rajwa marry and then divorce if they can't get along with each other. Look at king Hussein or at P Hamza .. Well you can still go on with your life if you are divorced haha as you said it's 2023 , I think divorce is not the end of the world.

9/ Trust me about Iman : I think she just gave a short answer to Rajwa about something than she was surprised and stressed because the camera caught her .

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rinbowaman · 11 months

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Heethans reaction to y/n getting jumped by bitches in a alleyway behind the school who are jealous of her relationship with Heethan

yooooooooo..... (mentions of murder and physical harm in the answer below)

so this is a good question bc i'm pretty sure alot of you may think that heethan only will attack guys....but um....remember what he did to tiff?

so generally, he wont really use violence against women...unless they cross the line. and believe me, that line is not too hard to cross. if a girl gives you mean looks or lashes out at you, he'll glare at them, tell them to fuck off, or just take you away while he gives them the death stare (ethan's death stare) and take you to your favorite cafe or pastry shop.

now......if a group of girls...(for some reason i got an image of those bitches from that show Glory...such a good show but man...it really pissed me off in the first episodes bc of what they did to to that poor girl with the curling iron) lets say we get those same girls, and they have a hot iron that they intend to do burn you with (just like in the show) of course we all know, that when you're not in class, heethan is always going to be there with you. he wont let you go anywhere without him, so i can't foresee you being in an alleyway by yourself...however....lets say it's after class, he's waiting for you, and just like in his heethan fashion, he gives it literally 1 minute after the bell sounds off, he'll watch as everyone exits the building because he's always parked along the curb that's outside the front entrance....if he doesnt see you or hear from you, he's walking in.

lets say you were assigned after class clean up for that day and you were in the classroom by yourself, going inside the storage close to put away the cleaning supplies as you wrap things up. and these bitches come up and they have a hot iron and say some terrible things to you because they're jealous (like tiff was). heethan, being prompt as ever (bc again....unless you're in class with your peers and teacher, he's never leaving you alone) he walks in and sees whats going on.

now, just popping up in my mind without even thinking about, he will handle this in one of two ways....

1.) he'll glare at them, walk right pass them and take you away back home. leaving the group terrified from his glare. as soon as he gets you back home, he'll put you on the bed and make you go to sleep, whether its by cuddling you to sleep or by giving you some melatonin to have you drift off......so he can make sure you stay put while he goes out and rest assured (again...line was crossed....heethan normally wouldn't resort to murder buuuuuuut....) anyone who means to do you harm, they're going to get it. just like scott and his crew. and in heethan fashion, probably will use his family influence to have that shit covered up, (again like he did with scott) if for some reason he can't pull off murdering those bitches, then he'll FUCK THEM UP in the worst way possible and let them know to keep their mouths shut otherwise he will go and kill them. man does not play around when it comes to ppl messing with you.

2.) he'll walk in, glare, walk right up the leader of the group, and will probably do exactly what he did to tiff. he'll ruin her face or disable some part of her, like her limbs or some shit. maybe will even take said curling iron and will burn her face off, ofc he'll be in his ethan mode bc thats the sadistic, twisted, and violent side of him taht he suppresses on the regular. I see this option being the likely one bc it would be very hard to get away with murder, but in this universe, he comes from such a well off and powerful family, that has such strong connections, it wouldn't be too hard for him, just i think he wouldn't find it necessary to actually kill them off unless they had actually burned you....at that point, game over.

#yandere heeseung #heeseung yandere #yandere!heeseung

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cloudcountry · 8 months

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HEEELP I’M CACKLING SEEING THE GRADUAL DESCENT INTO MADNESS ON HERE WITH YOU AND YOUR MUTUALS- But yeah, how’s that Dazai arc (Dazarc??) going on?? How much of a grip does he have on your brain right now- /gen

After seeing how many people were making memes about the Dazaiburn arc, I had to try and put a hand in it as well- I’m so sorry- /hj

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Oh, quick thing I want to share!! My new math teacher is an absolute crackhead and I love him for it— One student literally asked him “Sir, what’s your favourite burger chain in America?” And for the next seven minutes, right in the middle of class, said teacher rants about McDonald’s, Burger King, and Wendy’s- Honestly?? The best experience ever- Just imagine,, a man in his mid-twenties ranting to a bunch of teenagers about burger chains,,

Math teacher: There are only two reasons why you go to Wendy’s!

Classmate: The Baconater!

Math teacher: …There are three reasons why you go to Wendy’s!

He went off on the main reasons why people go to these places-

McDonald’s? You go for the fries and soft drinks.

Wendy’s? You go for the nuggets and frostys (and of course, the Baconater [I have no clue what the Baconater is, and tbh, I’m terrified to look it up])

Burger King? You go because you hate yourself.

He also said that from February 15 to March 20 McDonald’s serves its Shamrock Shakes (how he knows the exact dates is hilarious to me). I asked him if he knew about the Grimace Shake and I had never seen someone whip their head around so fast- He said, and I quote, “Oh my GOD. YES. I know all about Grimace. My friend spent his entire weekend watching the McDonald’s lore, and when he was drunk off his butt, spent like an hour telling me all about it. So now I know all about the Hamburglar, Grimace, and the other characters in the show.”

Honestly?? He has the crack energy I aspire to have when I’m in my twenties- He also wrote all of his points on the board, and of course, I HAD to take a picture of it.

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[Oo, also!! Over the past week, I’ve been doing some small doodles to help myself destress- Would you mind if I shared a few? 👀👉️👈️]

Jackdaw Anon 🐦

I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU GUYS GOT JACKDAW ANON IN ON THIS. THE ONLY ONE I COULD TRUST.

but he has SUCH a grip on me its insane i think about him for like 8 hours every day (it WOULD be MORE if i actually had dreams. that he was in. i had a dream about him once like two years ago but yk i dont remember taht.)

this chart is honestly HILARIOUS and i love that for your teacher. especially the fact that he knows when the shamrock shake is available. and the fact that his whole family is connected to the fast food lore??? UNHINGED.

also yes you absolutely may send me those doodles?!?!?! I WOULD LOVE TO SEE THEM RAHHHHHH

#jackdaw anon <3 #auburn dazai arc

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centipede-anon · 11 months

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Chapter 2 under the cut

Peppino woke up surprised that he even woke up at all. The place he woke up in was unbeknownst to him, however. It was soft and squishy and very warm. Despite the oddity, it was a nice break from the constant cold. Though he needed food, very quickly. He started feeling around to find an exit, though the walls glowed, it was a faint glow. It reminded him of the stars in a way.

As he kneaded the floor and walls to find some sort of exit or something, he started to hear a loud purring sound. He tried reasoning that there was some large animal nearby but that reasoning didn’t go any further as soon as he felt and heard a growl, a stomach’s growl. He immediately started struggling. Whatever had eaten him and had a stomach this large would most certainly not care for his struggling and just saw him as more nutrition. Of course though, there was no acid in here, not that he realized it. Once Peppino gets into this sort of anxiety, he has a hard time realizing what’s going on.

After a while of struggling however, he feels a squeeze around him as he gets pushed upwards. The air outside is freezing and generally unpleasant. Almost as soon as Peppino is in this creature’s mouth, a massive hand grabs him and holds him in a firm grasp. He’s scared to open his eyes, but eventually he does.

What he sees isn’t a beast that he’s unfamiliar with, instead it’s… Fake Peppino? No it couldn’t be him. He was so big. “What… who are you? Are you that weird clone from the tower? What happened to you?” He asks many questions in his confusion, as Fake Peppino is currently about 50 feet tall. He remembers him being about 8 feet tall, an abnormal height for sure, but he was never this big. “!tol a etiuq noitisopmoc citeneg ym egnahc did noitaidar taht lla sseug I ?em rebmemer ton uoy oD”, he spoke in the same backwards way he remembers the clone speaking in. “So I’ll take that as you’re the same clone, but how’d you get so big? Actually, why am I even asking you? I wouldn’t understand what you’d say anyways.”

Fake Peppino looked quite sad at the fact that Peppino couldn’t understand him. Peppino crossed his arms in frustration at this before curling as best as he could in pain from hunger. “?gnorw s’tahW” Luckily, Peppino could interpret this from the tone of the other’s voice, “I’m so hungry… do you have any food?” Fake Peppino immediately put Peppino back in his mouth, but didn’t swallow him. The whiplash of the temperature hit Peppino like a truck as he curled in on himself further, “Bit of a warning next time!?” Fake Peppino simply whimpered in apology as he started running towards a cave he’d made into his home.

Fake Peppino brought his head to the ground and opened his mouth to let out Peppino when they got to where he puts everything he collects. Peppino looks around and steps out of the clone’s mouth. Inside this little section of the cave was some wood, luckily of the dry variety, a broken radio, and some other things that Peppino didn’t really care for. In the middle of this, however, was a whole bear that he guesses that the fake either killed or found and for some reason brought here.

Looking back, he sees Fake Peppino, hunched in his own home so he can fit. Fake Peppino nods towards the bear with a goopy smile to signify that he could eat it. Peppino immediately started searching around for something to cut the bear open with. Eventually, he finds a chef’s knife, I think this was actually one of his old ones before he threw it out the door at a thief. He cut into the bear to cut himself a loin. He took off the fur as well, don’t worry. With his minimal survival skills, Peppino started a small fire with the wood that was there. He cut tiny strands of wood off a log so the fire would have some better kindling, not the best knife for this but it was better than peeling wood with his hands. Afterwards, he made a sort of teepee shape with the wood, since it burns better in that shape. Then, he rubbed a stick between his hands and up against a log that he placed under the teepee with some kindling around it. He managed to get a small fire going and waited until it got bigger, then stuck the bear loin onto his knife and cooked it over the fire.

Fake Peppino looked really interested by this whole process and seemed to like the warmth of the fire even though it seems he was kinda immune to cold. While he was cooking, Peppino asked him a question, “So… why’d you eat me? I know you’re gonna say it backwards or something but… I don’t know, I guess I just wanna know that there was a reason.” Fake Peppino looked around before getting up. “Where are you going?” Peppino watched the other closely as Fake Peppino grabbed a large notepad. It was small for him, yeah, but he could write in it. He grabbed one of those comically large pencils and wrote something. He flipped the pad after a second, it had the words, “safe inside” on it. “Wh-what the! Safe!? You know that I could’ve died there, right?!” Peppino berated him. Fake Peppino shook his head no and pointed to the word safe again. “Dude, do you not know that that’s where things go to digest? I was lucky I didn’t land in acid and die!” Peppino yelled again. Fake shook his head again and flipped a page, he wrote down, “not stomach.” “What? What is it then?” Peppino asks a little more calmly, he flips the bear loin. Fake turns the page again and writes, “holding pouch”, he flips it again, “keep important stuff”. “Wait, wait, wait, a holding pouch? What do you just not have a need for food then? Or is your stomach much smaller?” Peppino looks very confused. Fake Peppino just nods his head yes.

Peppino gives him one more confused look before simply cooking the meat for the last few minutes. Eventually, it’s done and Peppino chows down. It tastes horrible and is tough, but food is food. He finishes it up and says, “Well, thanks for saving me… I guess. I have to get back to the pizzeria, the fire's almost out and it’ll be cold after. Can I take the bear also?” Fake Peppino gives him a look before writing, “not safe there, safe inside.” “I know it’s safer here, but… that place was my livelihood and it’s still my pride and joy. Don’t got anywhere else to go anyways”, Peppino explains. The Fale simply shakes his head no and wraps his tongue around Peppino. He swallows him down like he’s a pill or something. Peppino struggles a bit until he reaches his so-called “holding pouch”. He looks around and notices that the other was right, there’s no stomach acid. He kinda realizes that if there was acid he would’ve felt it when he woke up and felt around or would’ve died in his sleep.

The place was surprisingly clean, there was no saliva here and it was large, about that size of his restaurant’s lobby and maybe even a bit of the kitchen. Peppino’s still really tired, despite his nap that landed him in Fake Peppino the first time, he still felt exhausted. He found a fold in his pouch and nestled himself into it.

Just before he went to sleep Peppino said, “Hey… sorry for doubting you earlier. Sorry if I came off as mean also, I was really scared. So… sorry about that.” Fake Peppino purrs after hearing this. The soothing noise and the warmth and comfort of his pouch let him have a truly peaceful sleep for the first time in a while.

#pizza tummy

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