#anon you really woke up and chose violence huh?

[idyllic-affections]

i’m thinking about kaveh first dropping off his kid in ghandarva ville. he did a good job explaining to them that he’ll be back before they know it and that he’ll alway be there for them. before he leaves he feels little hands clutching onto his leg as they just whisper “you promise you’re gonna come back? you won’t leave me, right? you promise you won’t leave me?”

i'll be back.

summary. kaveh finds the strength to leave his child in gandharva ville.

trigger & content warnings. fear of abandonment, references to kaveh's backstory.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. comfort, soft angst. adoptive dad!kaveh & child!reader. 0.9k words. they/them pronouns for reader.

author's thoughts. wow you just woke up today and chose gentle violence huh anon /LH i love soft angst. hard angst? yeah, it definitely hurts, but soft angst like this? idk. it hits different sometimes!!!

kaveh did not want to resort to this. he didn't.

the architect truly, sincerely had tried his very best to think of any alternate solutions—maybe he could convince alhaitham to give [name] a chance? no, caring for a child he impulsively decided to pick up off the streets isn't his roommate's responsibility and it really never would be unless the scribe himself decided to take it on, but some people have spontaneous changes of heart! why would alhaitham be any different?

(unfortunately, said man was not going to budge anytime soon. a child would disrupt the comfortable life he had put so much effort into building. kaveh had no choice but to accept that fact. well, really, he knew from the beginning! he was just hoping alhaitham might change.)

in the end, he managed to come up with nothing. he could not think of a single good or attainable option that would allow him to keep them. as much as he hated to admit it, only alhaitham's solution was a viable and reasonable one.

so, here he is, standing in front of tighnari's home in gandharva ville motionlessly with his child held securely in his arms. there were no words in any language that kaveh knew of that could describe what he was feeling. he wordlessly rubs soothing circles on their back.

the silence is impossibly loud.

tighnari does not rush him. he does not so much as even think of complaining. he simply waits quietly with collei at his side, the girl bouncing on her heels slightly in a nervous fidget. she wants to be a good caretaker to [name]; tighnari knows the prospect alone of having to care for them is making her nervous.

kaveh's slightly wavering voice finally breaks the silence:

"you know why i have to leave you here, right?"

they nod quietly, little hands clenched in fists raising up to rub at their watery eyes with their palms—they hope it looks like they're tired and not like they're about to cry, which they are. they hope he doesn't know they're about to cry. they hope he just thinks they're tired from the long journey. they hope he doesn't know the truth.

kaveh knows, of course.

he doesn't say anything about it, though, and only tries to swallow back his own emotions. he tries his best to repress the nauseous feeling stirring in his gut. he tries his best to repress the crawling of his skin. he tries his best to repress the thoughts that this is so impossibly wrong, so impossibly cruel of him.

he hasn't known this child for long, but...

he felt like he was abandoning them.

he felt like he was abandoning his flesh and blood.

absentmindedly, kaveh wondered if this was how his mother felt when she left to fontaine. he hopes not. this feeling is vile. he wouldn't wish it upon his worst enemy.

"and you also know that i'm going to come back all the time to see you, right? and i'm always going to be here if you need me?"

their voice cracks slightly. "yeah."

it's not at all that kaveh doesn't trust tighnari and collei; he does, and he knows they'll take good care of [name], but... still. he wants to be the one taking care of them. he wants to keep them.

he can't.

kaveh then kneels down, and their heart sinks in to the pit of their stomach, despite the fact that they already knew this was inevitably going to happen. just as they dreaded, he sets them down onto their own two feet.

they're reluctant to release their tiny grip from his shirt, but they do so regardless of their hesitance. a slight whimper rises in their throat when kaveh's warmth is gone from them.

kaveh hasn't ever really had to comfort children before.

he's... not sure what to do from here, quite frankly, so he does the first thing that comes to mind.

he leans forward, pressing the smallest, most hesitant of kisses to the crown of their head.

then, he stands up.

he doesn't get very far before one of their little hands is clutching his pant leg, and he inhales sharply, turning back to face them. "[name]..."

kaveh cuts himself off.

their eyes are wide, glittering with the sheen of unshed tears, and their bottom lip is split and cracked—they've either been picking at it or biting it, kaveh notes. how did he not notice before?

in their moment of sadness and stress, their accent peeks through a bit more heavily. it's in a shaky voice on the brink of breaking that they ask, "you promise you're gonna come back, right? you won't leave me, will you?"

...

kaveh earnestly believes he might cry about this when he gets home. oh well. alhaitham will simply have to deal with it.

for now, though, he doesn't cry. he can't.

the architect kneels back down to their height, wiping away the single tear that slid down their cheek with his calloused fingertips. "of course."

"you— you're not gonna leave me, right? you're not leaving me?"

"no. never. i promise, okay?" he whispers. "i'm here, okay? i'm always here if you need me. you just need to tell tighnari. he'll tell me you asked for me and i'll come back here. anytime."

kaveh briefly wonders if he'll regret making such a promise—his clients may suffer if they ask for him at a bad time—but then again...

he can't really say he ever will, not with the way they look at him with such vulnerable trust.

he can't regret it when they're putting their damaged trust into his hands.

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[aleksanderscult]

I loved your analysis! Can you analyse the (barely there, not enough) Darklina scenes from the KOS duology? I could not rationalize some of what was going on there.

First of all, I'm so sorry for taking that long to reply, anon! (Hasn't it been over two weeks since you send this or what??😭😭)

Second, thank you so much for your kind words! 💗💗

Third, you and I both friend 🤝🤝

'Cause honestly I didn't know what the fuck was happening in that interaction too 😭

I'll actually analyze the only Darklina scene we got in RoW. But if you want another one too, just send me an ask!

So! Let's dive in and analyze that hot mess, shall we?

(note: I had to go back and read this scene very carefully in order to understand what the actual fuck they were saying💀)

⚠️TW!: PTSD, trauma⚠️

The way he's so obedient with her even in this life 😭

If somebody else had ordered him to do that, he wouldn't obey. But Alina? Alina is a different story and this is the first time he hears her voice since his death in R&R.

'Any little victory'

Uhh....okay...??

You made him wipe his feet. I'm.... impressed??

(confusion levels 📉)

LMAO MY BOY WOKE UP AND CHOSE VIOLENCE

I always believed that the dynamic between Aleksander and Alina involves lots of teasing. But not in the fun sense. But in the sense of "I'm getting under your skin. My words to you sting".

And that's what the Darkling does here too. He's a prisoner. Their prisoner. So he tries to gain the upper hand by using his wits, his past with Alina and the latter's trauma against her to get even.

Pretty clever, huh?

See what I mean?

He tries to weaken her confidence and it's interesting that back in Keramzin he also tried to get even (and he did) by killing her mother figure.

Aleksander: "Wanna fuck with me? Wanna mess with me? How about that time when I burnt that orphanage and killed your "mother"?"

*Alina's sure confidence is gone and now the Darkling has the upper hand in her feelings*

OUTSTANDING MOVE 👌

Excuse me, Misha? Who the Hell gave you the permission to interrupt or talk at all??

Also, do you really expect from the Darkling to remember a little boy while he was too busy trying to rule a nation, win a war and persuade Alina to join him?

And if you also expect him to remember you from that time when Baghra went out to confront her son while you escorted her, then you're also wrong. 'Cause he was too busy being furious that his mother sided and helped the opposite side and too busy being distraught because he was watching her fall to her death.

You're not important, son.

Sit down.

LMAO THIS IS SO HILARIOUS

Misha you're still an infant. Please shut up.

I honestly liked him in the Grisha Trilogy (I found him a cutie) but now I want to slap him and everyone else in this duology except Aleksander

The Darkling has survived numerous murdering attempts against him. He was finally killed by Alina not because of some grand display of her powers but because the former was so heartbroken by Alina's fate (and his own because he would be alone) that he just gave up on his life. Basically he committed suicide.

Misha, you wouldn't be able to kill him even now that he's powerless and in chains. Probably you would stumble and fall in the effort or smth.

Uhh actually no, Mal.

Threating him only makes you sound like idiots, honestly.

Also, since when did Mal gained ✨wisdom✨?

Wasn't he the hot-tempered one in the trilogy who always got angry with the mere mention of the Darkling? And the one who wanted to kill him as well?

Alina, you know damn well what his name is.

Honestly, I think she didn't say it because she wanted to respect the fact that he trusted her to keep it.

And I agree that Yuri is a horrible name for him. Makes him seem like a fisherman 😭

Meanwhile Alina in S&B:

So either Bardugo kinda forgot these scenes or we're led to believe that these scenes weren't her being happy, but we thought she was happy.

(me casually ignoring that theory because I choose to believe only the things that MAKE SENSE)

The fact that Bardugo made Alina believe that she was unhappy when she was whole with her powers and surrounded by people like her but totally happy now that she has no powers (a part of her soul actually) and living with a man that slut-shamed her in a toxic, childhood place is umm... yeah. Not good.

So basically:

Aleksander: "You look different. You look like shit. What the fuck did they do to you? This is not you"

Alina: "No bro I'm happy now that I live in toxic conditions where the teachers mock me, Mal takes me out for a walk to forget my psychological traumas and I raise some Grisha children that will fade because they don't use their powers and some others that I probably am in no condition to raise. At least that's what the author said is happiness, bro."

Aleksander: "......."

Alina: "......"

The readers: "........."

ALEKSANDER IS HONESTLY ALL OF US FRR WITH HIS LINES

"In peace"

Yeah, having PTSD certainly is peaceful. And knowing that you abandoned your country and left its fate to chance certainly makes you sleep like a baby at night.

"We chose the life we wanted"

Alina, you didn't CHOOSE to lose your powers. And before that you didn't even know what you wanted to do with your life. It was a last minute decision for you.

"I fell pray to the same greed that drove you"

Girl, are we the only ones who did our homework??

In his POV in RoW he confirmed that he tampered with merzost in the past because he wanted to stop Ravka's wars. So as far as we know he never used power exclusively for himself.

"I paid the price for tampering with merzost"

Now hold a second. I thought that the reason Alina lost her powers is because Morozova wanted that said power to be shared by any otkazat'sya around. It wasn't that much of a punishment as much as a need for Morozova to share that power.

Unless it was..... both?

I just want a guy that will believe in me and my abilities the way Aleksander does with Alina, man 😭

He strongly believes that she could become a Queen even without her powers. And he's actually so right when he says to her that her wounds won't heal. Because no matter how much you try to convince yourself that you are alright. No matter how hard you try to persuade your mind that you're not broken, reality will always hit you. Some wounds never heal and Alina's certainly will not. She didn't lose a toy, she lost a part of her soul and witnessed many die. How the hell does she think she's suitable to raise children, when she herself is NOT okay psychologically?

"In the wake of your wars"

Excuse me. Why is the Fjerdan and Shu wars always the Darkling's fault??

"And maybe when our country is free, then that wound will close"

She sounds so brainwashed bye--

And just like I said, wounds like that never close unfortunately. It can only become more bearable with time. But not forgetable.

Ah yes. Bardugo makes us watch how cute their relationship is.

Am I supposed to take off my camera and snap pictures of them whispering with tears in my eyes: "They look so adorable"?

'Cause I won't.

The way Bardugo has made Mal unfazed by the Darkling's comments. A thing that completely contrasts his nature in the Grisha trilogy.

He also made him have "sassy" lines because we've got to like him somehow, right? 🤗

Still hate him

Basically, dear anon, the author has made Mal more "likeable", immune to the Darkling's insults, patient and witty in order for us to change our mind about him and finally like him.

(mission failed btw)

He is literally nothing like his trilogy counterpart and, if possible, she made him more annoying.

(how the hell she managed to do that, I don't know)

I just feel sorry for Aleksander who has to deal with all these jerks. If I were there, I would have helped him kill them and bury their bodies.

Because you let your heart and feelings get the better of you, Aleksander. Because you proved to be the most human of all these characters here. You let her come close. And that's what killed you.

(also, shut up Misha)

Alina, you could have said "no" to that invitation. So stop acting like they dragged you from the hair here.

"Do you think you could manage it?"

Do you, Alina? 'Cause really, what did YOU do to make the lives of Grisha better? At least he built a palace for them.

"It's not like you didn't get a fair try before. Hundreds of tries"

Yeah, and half of them failed because you got in the way. You refused to listen to him and, even if you didn't like the way he dealt with the persecution, you chose to run away (again) instead of deciding to stay and do better.

SHE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT ZOYA AND NIKOLAI COULD DO BETTER LMAO 😭😭

Zoya, the very fact that he mentioned you should feel like a badge of honor.

And yet Ravka is in its worst condition ever.

Sorry Alina but I don't see shit from them.

The fact that the Darkling keeps mentioning that he's eternal is to remind them that he has seen everything and done everything. He has more experience than they will ever have. Not to gloat about it. And yet Alina takes it as the latter.

And it's funny that Alina turns him down for the job saying he has no powers when Alina herself suffers from the same condition 😀

Finally someone with self-reflection.

THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING!!

PREACH!! PREACH!! 👏👏

When you have the "villain" exposing the true problem in the story, the flaws and failures while having the heroes screaming "EVERYTHING IS FINE. YOU'RE WRONG!" then you know that something is wrong.

How the Hell are they gonna provide eternal peace in Ravka and to the Grisha when:

They have no experience

They are too busy criticizing the villain instead of looking at their own flaws

They doubt themselves

(you can add to the list, guys)

And he's not shaken because he's talking with a Saint, Zoya. He's shaken because he's talking to Alina. She always had a way in getting under his skin. He said it.

"Fine. Make me your villain" fits here 'cause he never perceived himself as the bad guy but he knew that this is what others thought of him.

I think it still stung to him to know that others saw his every action in a negative light but he still kept going. And sometimes he even used it (at the end of R&R).

Alina still wants to believe that there's something redeemable inside him. Her POVs were always the "kindest" in the way they painted the Darkling.

MISHA COULD YOU PLEASE SHUT IT

What about his mother, huh??

Who, despite the abuse he suffered from her, he still cared about??

Alina?? Oh boy, he was in love with her, obsessed and gave her so many chances. Something that he almost never does unless he's desperate.

So PRETTY PLEASE STOP TALKING

Meanwhile the Darkling in R&R, chapter 11:

"I have regretted many of the things I’ve had to do in this war."

So either Bardugo forgot that or Alina did or Aleksander changed his mind.

Or (my theory) Bardugo changed his perception in order for us to feel less sympathetic towards him.

Nevertheless, at least he has a spine and knows where he stands.

And Alina wanted the Darkling to say it not for him but for her. So she can feel okay. Unless Zoya is talking bullshit.

YES ALEKSANDER WHY DIDN'T YOU LIE SO OUR HEROINES COULD FEEL BETTER ABOUT THEMSELVES???!!

HOW DARE YOU?? 😠😠

He tries so hard to persuade her that the reality she lives in will not pay off anything. First off, this is not who she is or what she was meant to become and second, why does she teaches children stories that are lies? Feeding them false hope, repeating a circle that others had also been doing.

"Do you *really* believe..."

He wants to make sure that she stands by that. He just can't believe that this is her opinion. Her choice.

He just wants her to shine people!! 😭😍

"Those stories tell us the only people who matter are Kings and Queens. They're wrong"

Now tell me, Alina, which stories do YOU tell them? What do you teach them? That the world is as rosy as the orphanage they live in, where they only eat sugar and play the piano? Do you imagine what kind of reality check will those children get once they live in the real world?

And here, ladies and gentlemen, we see the Darkling having reached his limits and saying "Fuck this shit I'm out"

Congratulations, Aleksander! You survived that meeting with these buffoons and their groundless arguments!! 👏👏

Here, have this! 🏅

He saw his chance (Alina holding Mal's hand) and seized it. But I think he really meant all those questions he asked to Alina.

So, dear anon, what we have here is the villain making his effort (again) to be heard and understood. He tries to make them see his own point of view: Ravka is in serious danger and Zoya and Nikolai are in no position to protect it. He, on the other hand, can since he has more experience and balls to deal with these issues. The Darkling is no pussy. He truly makes hard decisions when he must, something that essentially all rulers must do when the situation calls for it.

But! We have the good guys silencing him and threating him (even having a little child to do the last one) in order for the reader to understand what he has left in his wake. How much pain he has caused.

Mal has gotten ✨magically✨ wiser and calmer and has actual wits to repel the Darkling's insults in order for us to get to like Mal and see how much he has changed.

Alina sounds like a brainwashed woman who is convinced that her lifestyle is great! That wanting something more (idk. a throne and changing the world maybe) is sinful and unfitting of her.

Aleksander is the only one who thinks otherwise for her, though. Thank God, I mean!

He sought Alina out both to reclaim his powers and because he just wanted to see her.

Personally, in this scene only the Darkling makes sense. The others either want to feel good about themselves by threating him or want to convince him that "Hey, we're the good ones here. We know what we're doing, okay?" and his own ways are shit.

Dear anon, if you have any other questions or want me to analyze any other Darklina scene from this book or duology that I didn't include, then just say so!

And please any others who want to add something about this scene, feel free to criticise in the comments! 💛💛

[mrsbluehands]

Can we please get Loona x Male Vampire Sinner Reader Headcanons? Thanks for your time!

A new chance

Headcanon (x male reader)

Helluva boss

Loona with a vampire sinner reader

Thank you for the request anon! I love your ideas!(i can practice my English!). I had so many ideas that I kind of made a story out of it lol. Sorry for the long wait...(T^T). Might have some mistakes, I'll probably edit it later again.

Tw: Blood(duh), gore

Pronouns: He/him

Meeting her

When you suddenly woke up in pride ring, you certainly wouldn't have expected your hellish punishment to be carried out that way. You felt something had changed and the moment you saw yourself in a puddle you understood. (you tried in a mirror and freaked out when you couldn't see yourself)

Large pointed ears now stood on your head, your complexion as pale as a ghost, and wings like a bat adorned your back.

You noticed how your mouth felt dry and how thirsty you were. Blood thirsty. You supposed it was only fair, you were in hell after all!

But as your first day on hell passes, the feeling becomes worse and worse. You mouth feels like sandpaper and your stomach seems to eat itself. You need blood.

Demon blood would help but nobody in the hell hole (sorry) would give you the precious food you needed with a smile and a thank you. You had to fight for your food like the animal you became.

It was morning when Loona came out of I.M.P headquarters to escape the constant worry of her dad-of Blitz. Lighting her cigarette she started to scroll trough her sinstagram without paying much attention around her.

She suddenly raises her head when she hears a small whimper coming from the alley to her right. Her ear twitches following the sounds.

There you were. Curled up in a ball close to a hysterical state. Rocking back and forth against the wall, you turned your head harshly in her direction hissing at the stranger.

Loona wasn't one for empathy and/or pity, but something about the way you looked at her reminded the hellhound of her own time at the adoption center.

She looked at you curiously "What are you doing here? This is imp city it's no place for a sinner like you to be hiding." She shoots an interrogating glance at you. "Unless you're here for my father- Blitzo's business?"

You just stared at her wide eyed. I took everything in your body not to jump on her and suck every drop of blood in her body. You hadn't eaten in a week.

You licked your cracked lips. "Hungry."

"Huh, yeah well we have food inside. I guess you could come in?" She gesture behind her lazily.

The contract

She practically had to drag you inside due to how weak your legs were. She couldn't help but be impressed by your height. You were taller than her even though she could be considered tall for a hellhound.

Due to some unexpected event, the gang had to drag the body of their human target trough the portal in extremis. A metallic smell lingered in the air.

You chose this moment to walk in the I.M.P headquarters. The smell making your stomach growl.

Less than a second after you not only had sucked the man dry, but had also devoured a part of his legs and neck.

Blitzo stared in awe at the sheer violence in front of him. "Wow! That was awesome man! Where did you learn that trick?"

You stared back at him confused, your senses barely coming back to you. "I...was just hungry."

"Would you...huh...you know, be hungry often? Cause man we could use someone like you!"

And just like that, you got yourself a job, a home and a wonderful way to have unlimited amount of food. You were so shocked that you missed the sparkle in Loona's eyes as she stared at you devouring that man.

Could it be what I think it is?

Loona isn't the kind of person who will directly tell you about her feelings, she prefers to show it to you.

She never really asked about your condition as a sinner. Loona knew what they sometimes had to endure and favoured helping you with your hunger rather than to try to understand the struggle.

She's not much of a talker anyways.

You notice how she now hands you your cup of coffee every morning, even without you asking. She'll advert her eyes, but if you look closely, a small smile is tugging at her lips.

Whenever you two are going in a mission, she makes sure to save the body for you.

She always seems to worry whether or not you've eaten enough. She remembers how she first found you in that alley and the thought of you suffering again makes her heart ache.

Wait, what was that feeling just now? Could it be...

She's never going to say it out loud, but you're the only being she genuinely enjoy spending time with.

"You had enough to eat last time? It's kind of a slow week and we don't really have any missions in the next few days." She holds you your cup with a smile this time.

You grab it from her hands, fingers brushing against hers. "Yeah, don't worry. Though, I like when you ask. Thank you for taking care of me." You smile at her.

She blushes immediately and mumble a simple "no problem" before storming off in her room.

A new life

She's definitely more of a "Giving gifts and acts of services" kind of girl. (Please don't ask her to tell you she loves you she'll never recover.)

It's subtle when you two become a real couple.

You two get closer and closer until holding hands and asking about each other's days is part of the routine.

Kisses in the morning, kisses when parting, kisses when going to bed...

Missions were absolutely out of the question if you couldn't be with her. So...I guess your dates can be quite entertaining!

The first time you two kissed she nearly fainted. You didn't exactly think before you pulled Loona close and gently kissed her lips as your good morning greeting.

She froze locking eyes with you and turning a deep shade of red. "Did you just...". You nod. "Yeah, I think I just did." A rare smile creeps on her lips.

That morning, you both arrived late, hair and fur disheveled and a light blush on the cheeks. After mumbling a quiet "sorry", everyone knew you both belonged with each other.

[retribution-if]

Prompt list

Anon really woke up and chose violence huh

Man the marriage of these two people specifically is a frikking mess

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It's... odd to be so civil after nearly killing each other.

Abel sits on the woven mat, a cup of untouched wine in his hand. His eyes are trained on Despoina, whose back is facing him, crouched down to her haunches, as she tends to the hearth of this small quaint home. His eyes trail the long, loose sunset colored hair that reaches down to her lower back, reminiscing how often he would run his hand through it.

"So," Despoina stands up, looking at her former husband over her shoulder, the bronze fire poker still at hand, "after all these years, you decide to see me again."

"I'm still your husband, after all." Abel simply states, swirling the contents of his cup. "Is it wrong to see my wife?"

Despoina scoffs, turning to fully face him now. A wry smile stretches across her face, and she points the still heated fire poker at him accusingly. "My husband won't even kill a spider. How are you the same person?"

"You still took me into your home as if I was an honored guest." Abel stood up, walking over to Despoina until the fire poker hits him lightly on the chest and leaves a small singe mark on his tunic. "You still served me with respect and grace as you always had in our marriage." His eyes narrow the faintest bit. "I expected spite and unbridled rage, and yet here you are." Abel grabs the fire poker, his flesh burning at its heat and the fire poker is pulled away from Despoina's grasp. "Tell me, is there a bit of remaining of love in you for me, my dear wife?"

The hesitation wasn't subtle. It never was. It already showed its ugly head from the moment Abel showed up at her door.

"I'd like to ask you the same thing." Despoina says, her eyes meeting his. "Why did you come back? Are you here to finish the job?"

Silence fills the air, only the occasional cracking and popping of the hearth.

A sigh finally breaks it, Despoina's eyes looking elsewhere, head hung to the side in defeat; exhaustion, even.

"... What even are we at the moment." Abel mutters.

"Former lovers. Former gods. Something irrelevant, perhaps?"

A small chuckle is shared, as if what was said was some poor inside joke.

"It's a shame, really," Despoina continues, "if I knew things would turn out like this… I wouldn't have married you."

Abel stays silent at that for a moment, his features softening. "… Do you regret our marriage…?"

"No… No, I don't. I don't regret our time together for the past hundreds of years, bringing our daughter to this world, and have lovely grandchildren…" Despoina straightens up, arms hugging herself. "Though I sometimes wonder that… maybe… maybe we would have been better off if we hadn't gotten married. My life would've been much more peaceful without you. No grieving, no pain, no guilt for not doing enough to fix your mistakes."

She looks back at him one last time, her once lively arcane blue eyes are now nothing but a dull shell of it once was. Hollow and nothing.

A smile stretches across her face, pained, regretful, and still in grieving. "Wouldn't you agree, my dear husband?"

Abel nods, neck gone stiff and he looks away to avoid his wife's gaze. He knows what he's doing is what's right, for him and his family, even if down the line…

"Agreed." The word slips out of him as if it was binding his neck.

[sebsxphia]

Sebs, my dear. I woke up from a nap and I chose violence. All I want is Jake to look at me and say “you’re such a pretty little thing, so shy and sweet. You’re mine. All mine” 🥺

good grief, you really did choose violence huh dear anon!!! but i’m all for it cause hoo boy!!!!!

i feel he would say this within two contexts. the first context is when his corruption kink is going full speed ahead and you’re lying underneath him and covering your chest with a sweet blush over your cheeks. the second context is jake being your dad’s best friend and he corners you in the kitchen when he stays round for the weekend.

but, also i think he can say this with genuine intent after you’ve been with each other for over a year because he loves you so damn much.

thank you so much for this dear anon!! this got me thinking!!!!! 💌

(i also hope you had a wonderful nap!! <33)

[icharchivist]

The vindication does feel so good though! Not only that we called his inevitable return! But it feels nice knowing he'll actually play a part in the story this time and isn't just ominously hanging around in the back taking a nap in another dimension! He's here! He woke up and chose violence!

The three main story parts of Versus really are the sequel trilogy to WMTSB, down to Lucilius only really showing up in the third part, huh

YESSSSS AMAZING

Like this is so funny to me because we REALLY have been theorizing this for months now. Like, ofc we all thought it might happen and all, but when Rising's trailer happened we all said it looked like Lucilius will come back!!

like honestly i was so convinced by this theory that when i saw he was indeed becoming playable, i just had the excitement of "oh it's happening!!", not the shock of "WAIT REALLY??". Which was so funny seeing some of my crew (who aren't exactly up to date with gbvs) being SO SHOCKED LIKE. "WHAT HOW COULD THIS BE POSSIBLE". They were losing their mind like it came out of nowhere and i was there just like. oh honey.

the vindication is SO good for sure. I'm so glad our

turned into ACTUAL REAL CONCLUSION BABYYYYY

But yes it's so nice to know it's working out that way, it's nice to know he's back, he woke up and chose violence (so perfectly worded anon)

and indeed the 3 parters mirroring one another is really such a nice touch

Granblue you did it again you mad lad

[fairybinie]

VALL MY BBY💗 I hope sch isnt being too hard on you rn🙁 I MISS YOUU i hate sch i wanna dropout SKKJSWNSM before i do that i wanna fight min/yun whatever that pest name is😒 shes obessed fr i will send her a one way ticket to the mental asylum✊🏻

THAT FLASHBACK CHAPTER😔 you really woke up and chose violence huh😭 now i want both jun and soobs to fix whatever shit they have with each other before they talk to my y/n😠

As always, looking forward to your updates and sacrificing sleep for it✊🏻

Your dearest 🐱 anon~

OMG MY GATITO NONNIE i’ve missed you 🥺🥺 at the moment school isn’t being Too hard on me but it’s being a pain in the ass rn bc i have to turn this assignment in but the website is under maintenance. they don’t wanna see me succeed!! PLSJSJSJD nobody can ever remember her name what does that say 🙈🙈 i took a week off to come back with the hurtful it’s what i do 🤭 i still feel wary about you sacrificing sleep but i just posted the recent update so hopefully that’ll make you sleep 🫶🏻

[taylorswiftstylequestions]

https://www.tumblr.com/taylorswiftstylequestions/728182442511515648/hello-here-is-a-fun-game-for-you-you-have-to?source=share

Anon really woke up and chose violence today, huh??

CRUEL AND UNUSUAL VIOLENCE

[welightthefire]

Day 4 already and the ideas are still brewing in this little ass brain of mine. As always I hope today is kind to you. I’ll make today all about music.

If you could describe your music taste with only three bands (besides Greta that’s cheating) what would they be?

If Jake or Danny requested a slow dance in the kitchen, what song would you be putting on for background music?

Now hypothetically, Would you rather take away the bass guitar from music or the drums?

Hohoho and off I go 🎄

So you woke up and chose violence today, huh? 🥲

Three bands? I’m going to take the liberty of adding three musicians as well bc why the fuck not

Fleetwood Mac, Noah Kahan, The Summer Set, Bob Seger, Meatloaf, Pierce The Veil

If Jake requested a slow dance in the kitchen, I would DIE. Literally instant cardiac arrest 💀

Really though, “Better Man” by James Morrison

You’re absolutely cruel for this one homie-

but I’d probably have to say drums. The beat would be more subtle with bass, but it would still be noticeable and I feel like the bass is such an underestimated instrument which is really quite versatile.

Anon, I’ve gotta let you know that my favorite part of the day is answering your questions. It’s so nice to wake up and start my day thinking about whatever you choose to ask me (and you ask some good fucking shit). So thank you for that.

I hope your day is wonderful. ❤️

[dropssofjupitter]

Harry Potter AND Marvel in the year of our lord 2022?? Bestie get some taste 😔 Also you might think you're not supporting TERF JKR since you're just writing fanfictions but you're still promoting her work that she uses the profits of to legit fund anti-trans laws so 💀💀

Is this it? Am I the drama?

Anyways, you don't have to like my work?? I'm not asking you to? There's this cute lil thing called a block button and I highly encourage you to use it. If you don't wanna see my content then block me it is literally that simply lmao.

I am also aware that JKR is a terf, hence my disclaimer in my bio. I do not buy any of her products, I do not support any of her views. And because I write for the Harry Potter universe, I make sure to reblog every support chain that I see concerning any trans person. I even donate when I'm financially able to.

I'm fully aware that this may not be enough for you, and I genuinely don't care. You have the audacity to send me hate when you won't even get off anon, which is a little backwards to me but what can I do ya know.

Anyways, anon is off now bestie. You got smth to say? Say it with your chest

[mankai-afterhours]

Open ended question for the company: who eats pussy the best and why is it Homare

AH~ FINALLY AN INTELLECTUAL WHO RECOGNIZES MY STRENGTH AND DEXTERITY OF TONGUE~! ♡

- Homare Arisugawa ❦

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I can eat pussy really fast! ^w^

- 🔺️🔺️🔺️

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I clearly have the best head game, there's no contest. 😌

- Banri ♧

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Perhaps we should have one then. A contest.

- Sakyo Furuichi

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Oooh~ Frooch that's totes a big brain idea!!

But who would be the judge? 🤔

- KAZUNARI ☆

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What happened? Why are you all looking at me? -///-

- Izumi Tachibana, moderator of thirst

[daikushiji]

hello! I just finished reading your 'im gonna marry this man' and when i read that oikawa ruffles takeru's hair when he does well, i realised that isnt takeru bold?😭

ASFJGHLK ‌UM EXCUSE ME DID YOU HAVE TO CALL ME OUT LIKE THAT I- can we all pretend this happened after season 2 and now takeru has beautiful long ass hair? thanks 🤠

[laurelwinchester]

marjorie by taylor swift but it's about dean and mary bea. you know what you did.

[stargazerdaisy]

Lucy goes UC and dies. Nyla names her daughter after Lucy. The series ends on a “22 years later” time jump, with a 60ish year old Nolan being assigned TO to Lucy Harper. So… technically Nolan and Lucy would begin and end the show together then, huh.😈

(Again, I know this anon, so trust me I'm yelling at a friend who did this on purpose, to provoke this exact reaction.) You really woke up and chose violence this morning, didn't you? I can't believe you would do this to me. When it first came in, I only read the beginning "Lucy dies and Nyla names her daughter" and I was already yelling. Then I opened it up and YELLED MORE. And then you just had to text me and make it EVEN WORSE. Just out here swinging the Feelings Bat, clobbering everyone you can, huh? Pretty sure that bat is wrapped in barbed wire too. OUCH, IT HURTS. First and foremost, HA, 22 years from now and Nolan is just 60ish? Alexi, is that you? Nolan is anywhere from 40 to 44, I swear they've mentioned like 4 possible ages for him. But 22 years from now would put him at 62 bare minimum, maybe even as much as 66. Freaking hell, the timeline is a mess.

But really? This is what you want to do to me? Make me cry with this idea? The idea of losing Lucy at all is breaking my heart. Like, I am having a hard time getting past that. But for the sake of persevering I will.

Let me tell you, there has never been a more doted on little girl than Lucy Harper. She is absolutely BELOVED of everyone in that station. Nyla is never hurting for babysitters and Little Lucy grows up recognizing that specific slightly misty eyed look people get when they make the connection with her name. Sometimes it feels like too much, but most of the time, she considers it an honor, especially by the time she grows up. Most of the cops she'd known growing up had since retired or moved into more administrative positions. Angela had become Captain not too long ago and Lucy was more than excited to serve under her. And trusty Uncle John was there as well. Tales of him being her mom's first Boot had been her bedtime stories. And Tim (not Uncle Tim, that had been firmly declared when she was 3, there was just....too much there) was the Watch Commander. Walking into Roll Call that first morning was intimidating as hell, with not only her mom's but also Lucy Chen's legacies looming over her. But Lucy Harper was determined to make them proud. She'd blaze her own trail, she was no carbon copy or ghost of an old friend. But there was so much strength and experience to draw on. She would be an asset to the LAPD. She had the best examples, after all. That first day was like nothing she'd expected, even after the Academy and all that her family had told her in preparation. But she was quick on her feet, ready to take action, and observant as hell. As they were turning in the war bags and body cams, Nolan told her just that. He assured her she would be great at this. And as she walked away, he looked over at the framed pictures of Lucy Chen and Jackson West, feeling like maybe it was finally coming full circle. That as the next generation of LAPD officers began, here as his career was coming to a close (Lucy Harper would be his last Rookie, that's for sure), that his fellow Rookies, from oh so long ago, were there with him again.

[reilliane]

You people woke up and really chose violence, huh?

I love angst but this is a little too much, even for me... what has kazuha ever done for people to do him like this dang

- primo anon

I know right, primo dear. I know, right.

I too love angst but the amount of angst seekers for kazuha blew me away aha- back in ao3 my person of interest for angst was xiao.

Now in Tumblr it's kazuha :")))

[meetmeatthecoda]

It's painful hypothetical questions time, I guess!

If Red was forced to kill either Liz or Dembe – otherwise, they would both be killed... probably, him, too, but when did his own fate bother Red more than his loved ones'? – and had no way of talking/getting his way out of this situation, who do you think he would choose?

And if the roles were reversed, and it was Liz, having to choose between, say, Red and Ressler (I would've gone for Tom as the second choice, but here I am almost certain want to hope that she would finally see him for what he really is – a manipulator, a liar etc. – and see that between the two of them, Red is far more positive figure, so to say, and has done much more good things for her and in general than Tom ever did or ever would... whereas the choice between the man she loves and her best friend and partner is far less obvious) or, better yet, Red and Aram (our cinnamon roll who's probably even better friend than Ressler is in the sense that he always has been on Liz's side, even when she was a wanted fugitive, and always helped her with everything, even if it was clearly not part of their job, and who certainly doesn't deserve this but, apparently, I'm evil, heh), who would she choose?

Um, wow, anon, you woke up & chose violence, huh?? 😅 I mean, this is certainly a great (painful hypothetical) question, as much as I hate to contemplate it!! 😂 If Red had to choose between Liz & Dembe, I mean... it may be my Lizzington heart crying out (of course it is, lbr) but... Liz. As sad as Dembe would be at that decision (lol obvi, this is so weird to talk about in such causal terms), I feel like he - of all people - understands the level of devotion Red has for Liz, just from so many years of bearing witness to it. Also, I think they both know that sudden death is an unfortunate part of their lifestyle, just based on how unwilling but solemnly ready they were for Dembe's near execution in Anslo Garrick. I think they firmly believe they will meet again in the next life & that at least brings them both a little peace #brotpforever 🥲

As for who Liz would choose... well, you can guess what my Lizzington heart is screaming, right?? 😂 I mean, lmfao at it being between T*m & Red, I like to think she'd say, "lolz bye bitch!!" & shoot T*m herself before hastening to help her bae, Red 😁 And if it was Ressler vs Red? Meh, Red all day, every day 🤣 But Aram vs Red??? Geez, anon!! The godfather of her child vs the father of her child?! 🥺 I mean, think she'd be seriously conflicted here, for obvious reasons... But I also think that Red & Aram are both selfless enough that they'd urge her to pick the other... And she'd start to lean dangerously close to saving Red... Cause she simply can't live without him & she knows Aram understands that... UMMMMM but then the Task Force or Red's team would arrive to save all of them bc 🎶 I don't want to choose 🎶 🙃🙃🙃 Anyway, sorry for being a wimp, but I hope this somewhat answers your incredibly unfair question, anon!! 😂 Jk, thank you for sending this interesting ask!! 😁 Much love to you, my friend!! ❤️