#but I want to go back to the core. especially in my teaching

[itspileofgoodthings]

I give my grad speech in a week, have been writing a million versions of what I want to say in my head all year, talked to my mom last night, boy did she separate the wheat from the chaff.

[cal-flakes]

can i pls see gun kink thoughts with rafe. real coked out and crazy, choking u with the barrel 😋

is this deranged ? probs? love u the mostest!!

it is deranged. but i also fucking love it. so maybe we are deranged. i adore u — also, i unfortunately get off on edging you mf’s so please don’t hate me when it cuts off.

‧₊🫧꒷꒦‧₊˚⋆

— “y’think you’re the boss huh? parading yourself around in those little skirts? infront of my friends?” he spat, grip tight on your jaw, forcing your eyes on him. you attempted to shake your head, yet winced as his hold only got firmer.

rafe pushed you backwards as he let go of your cheeks, leaving you to land on the couch. your glassy eyes followed him as he paced the room— eyes frantic, pupils blown; the obvious reasoning for his unreasonable reaction to you and your usual attire.

“the fuck am i gonna do with you?” he muttered, running a hand over his buzzed head. his eyes fell on the bottom drawer of the television cabinet, causing him to stop still while his glare fell back towards you. “c’mere” he ordered, voice low and raspy as his hand beckoned you over lazily.

eager to please him, you found yourself under rafe’s sadistic gaze once more. “rafe i’m—“

“do you trust me?” he interrupted, words harsh and laced with mixed emotion. you weren’t sure what he wanted to hear, especially not when he’s like this. opting for the obvious— you nodded eagerly, peering up at him, yet frowned as he stepped passed. you watched intently as his hand dipped into the drawer, pulling out a familiar piece of heavy metal. “knees, now”

doing as you’re told, you lowered yourself in front of him, as well as your gaze— ashamed of the wetness growing between your thighs. “you’re gonna show me jus’ how much you respect me” he smirked, turning round fully to present his idea.

peering up at him, you felt your core ache for it. it was wrong— so wrong in so many ways, and yet you wanted to completely surrender to him. pulling a plump lip between your teeth, you nodded— readjusting yourself in preparation.

“tha’s it— you want me to teach y’some respect kid?” he chuckled, feeling a complete lack of surprise at your willingness. “yes”

“yes what?” he sneered, toying with the gun. you watched as his slender fingers worked the metal so carelessly— fiddling with the safety. falling into such admiration, you almost didn’t realise the light slap that blushed it’s way across your cheek. “hey— speak when spoken to kid”

“i— yes, yes sir” you whimpered.

“y’shouldn’t trust me, y’know. who knows, might blow your pretty little brains out all over the rug” he hummed, dragging the barrel of the cool metal down your cheek, tauntingly. “open your mouth for me doll”

[autumnslance]

The worst part too about the Paladin quests is it's Heavensward that's most egregious. It honestly feels like someone had no idea what was going on, or didn't care, or left, and their colleagues left holding the bag with this mess of a story had no idea what to do with it.

ARR Gladiator quests are fine! They're along the lines of the other Class quests, intro you to the job and a complicated character dynamic, and it's a decent time.

The ARR Paladin quests...are just boring. They aren't actually even that bad, they're just...utterly predictable, bog-standard tropes and plot line where you can see everything coming malms away. But they have an internal logic to them that builds on the politics and scheming in Ul'dah. Jenlyns realizes he's an unwitting pawn of the Syndicate, and he was literally chosen for the job cuz he could be easily duped and controlled. He doesn't even get to have imposter syndrome, he's actually unfit for the job (and then strives to do better, leveraging support from Papashan and Mylla to shore up his own weaknesses, which is admirable!).

...Nevermind that traditional Paladins in general are a bad fit for Ul'dah. The heavily armored Sultansworn makes no sense in that desert environment, and looking at a world map we can even see that Southern Thanalan seems to be on the equator. Like it's not even a case of "it's cooler than it seems cuz they're further north." Because they're not. And I know the devs wanted to have Ishgard perhaps be a starter city but that was scrapped due to time and resources, fine but um.

Dragoons are still trained in Coerthas, by Coerthans. Why didn't they just...do that with Paladins? Keep Gladiator in Ul'dah, where it makes sense as presented. But then have to work with Temple Knights to get the Job. Especially since after Ul'dah's intro, the game just forgets the Sultansworn exist and they have no bearing on the MSQ the way the other factions in Ul'dah do. Not even in the finale of ARR's arc where it would make sense. Gladiators are a constant in other side quests and MSQ both.

Stormblood Paladin is also fine--because it goes back to those Gladiators, and we interact with Paladins and Knights across the realm, and deal with those complicated relationships between the Gladiator guild core members. It's internally logical in its drama about finally restoring Aldis's reputation and place in Ul'dah, against the backdrop of the tournament.

Heavensward Paladin straight up makes no sense. Solkzaygl's actions are entirely contradictory to his character and arc from ARR. There's no way for some of the actions to occur without him working with the outlaws in some way. Instead of teaching Constaint, he sends him on a merry chase across Coerthas to learn on his own, and it's only the WoL's aid that sees the boy live, let alone make progress. A random man dies, guilt-ridden, due to Solk's scheming and lies he confided to this poor guy.

And then Highlander-esque "there can be only one" nonsense. Even as a Highlander fangirl in my youth, it was insulting and awful. Papashan, Jenlyns, and Constaint all call out how nonsense, illogical, unlikely, and stupid this whole story is...all to make a sword shine.

Because there's no internal logic to events, let alone the reason for the string of happenstance that leads to the finale.

And we know it's possible; HW Blacksmith gives us a fantastic paladin story! One that fits Ishgard's storyline and HW's themes. HW Dark Knight is also a good paladin story, actually, as they are meant to be another angle on the concept of dedicated knight defenders. Samurai for the Eastern equivalent, and the concepts and tropes present in those quest chains.

But the job actually bearing the name "Paladin" is left in the dirt. As a fan of the concept across various games (video and TTRPGs both), it's quite frustrating how the devs had no idea what to do with this job, despite other members of the writing and scenario team presenting stories that would have fit perfectly well within the framework. Only some of it is misplacing where Paladins originate in the setting; the rest is not taking advantage of the themes and setting of the expansions, and just not caring enough about the characters and story to even try, compared to the rest. Or worse, they did try, and meant for more, but whatever intrigue and complex plot they wanted to create was too much for 5 quests and no guarantee the arc would continue in the future, even if it had landed perfectly.

[ravenromanova]

I’ll be a good girl, I swear it!

Pairings: Priest Natasha x Semi innocent female reader.

Warnings: SMUT!! DO NOT READ IF YOU’RE UNDERAGE!!! Religion kink, Daddy kink, Praise kink, Kinda mean Natasha, Oral, Fingering, Squirting, Sex in a church, Legal age gap, Innocence kink, strap on. DO NOT READ IF YOU’RE UNDER 18+!!! Happy ending. :)

Summary: When the leader of the church asks you to stay behind for some extra lessons who are you to deny her?

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You sat in the back of the church with your best friend Kate like you did every sunday listening to Ms.Romanoffs sermon. Your eyes had never left the woman as she spoke the word of god. The way she moved was memorizing and alluring. It’s almost like she knew you were watching her as her moves became slightly more sultry. It was like she was calling to you just from a look.

You had been attending priest Romanoffs services for a couple months now after Kate had informed you how hot she was. At first you had scolded her for being so vulgar and sinful…that was until you saw her for yourself. She was tall, skinny, had legs for days, had the most beautiful green eyes that was accentuated by her red hair. Your breath caught in your throat and your core started throbbing at first sight. So from then on you and Kate had decided to start going to church was more often.

The sermon has gone by just like it always did, speech, songs, prayer, more songs and then gossip after it ended. You and Kate were about to leave when Ms.Romanoff has come up behind you and tapped your shoulder.

“Excuse me miss L/n do you think you could possibly stay after for a bit. There are some things i’d like to discuss with you” The tall woman said and before you could even get a word out Kate responded for you.

“Of course she will Ms.Romanoff” She said as she slightly nudged you before she quickly walked off with a wink. You nervously cleared your throat as you shyly looked up at Natasha who had a devilish smirk across her face.

“Why don’t we go into my office?” She asked with a hint of mischief laced in her voice. You quickly nodded and she leads you to the office with her hand on the snap of your back. It was only then that you smelled her cherry and vanilla perfume and god it smelt divine.

When you entered her office you noticed a large red couch against the wall, along with a black wooden desk accompanied by a red velvet throne like chair. Her office was decorated wall to wall in victorian era crucifixes, paintings and antiques it fit the woman well.

“So-w-what did you want to discuss Ms.Romanoff?” You asked softly as you sit on the black velvet chair across her desk. She smiles devilishly as she sat behind her desk.

“Well i’ve noticed that since you’ve started coming to service you have a hard time paying attention whilst i’m giving the sermon” Her words make you choke on your spit and you try to cover it up with a cough.

“Oh Ms.Romanoff i swear i’m paying attention” You try to speak honestly but you know damn well you’re lying. The older woman shakes her head and tsks at your lie.

“We both know that’s not true y/n don’t lie to me… and especially don’t lie in the house of god “ She says with faux disappointment as she stands up and walks in front of you. “I think i’m going to need to teach you a lesson on how to be a good girl” Her words send a familiar throb to your core. You instinctively rub your thighs together to try to relive some of the throbbing. Natasha noticed your soft thighs moving and your face grew uncomfortable as you failed you help yourself.

You grow speechless s you feel her hands go to your thighs and spread them slightly. “Ms?” The question comes out breathless as you look at the redhead getting on her knees.

“Shhh kotenok just sit back and be a good girl for mommy okay?” Natasha questions you as she begins to pepper kisses on your soft thighs. “Will you be a good girl for mommy?” She questions again starting right into your soul.

“I’ll be a good girl” You nod at her question. “I swear it” You add and that seems to be sufficient for Natasha as she moves up your skirt. Her veiny hands go underneath your skirt to lift it to your hips before she removes your pantie. She groans when she sees you but down on your lip at her actions.

“I’m going to make you feel so good pretty girl” The woman praises before she comes face to face with your wet core. She takes one finger and rubs you from clit to hole gathering your juices to make it easier for get to fuck your. Your breath catches in your throat when she starts to rub your clit on soft motions.

“That feels so good Mommy” You moan as you grip the arm rest of the chair you sat on. She takes that as her sign to continue and adds one finger in slowly.

“Mmph oh my god-“ The moan comes out broken as it passes your lips.

“Dont you dare take the lords name in vein” Natasha reprimands you by slapping your pussy harshly. You squeal as her hand comes into contact with your slightly swollen pussy.

“SHIT! I-i’m sorry mommy, i- i won’t do it again just pl-please touch me” You whimper and grab her hands in attempt to make her touch you again. But instead she pulls away from you despite your pleas to come back. All you can hear is some rustling behind you once she leaves your view.

“It seems like you need to be taught a lesson in manners” She says as she comes up behind you suddenly. All you can feel is her breath on your neck before she bites down and marks you. You hear what sounds like fastening before she comes back in your line of view.

Your eyes go as wide as saucers when you see the faux cock around her hips over her dress pants. There’s no time to process what’s happening before your back hits the soft fabric of the church and she’s on top of you.

“I’m gonna fuck your now okay?” She asks even though she already knows your answer just by your face.

“Yes please.” You plead as you grip her hips and try to pull her closer. The attempt pulls a small chuckle from the redhead as she settles in between your thighs. She takes the strap and gathers your juices on it to lube it up before she ruins you. It may not have been your first time having sex but it sure had been a while and she could tell from how tight you were.

Once she’s happy with how wet the strap is she slowly eases it in before bottoming out.

“Oh s-shit” You groan when she pulls all the way out before thrusting in again. She says a soft pace at first testing the waters and as yours moans grow louder her thrusts become faster and harder.

“You take me so well kotenok” She praises as she wraps your thighs around her waist and fucks into you harder than before. The noises that fill the office are downright sinful and pornographic.

“Oh yes mommy yes” You mewl loud as you feel your orgasm build and the pleasure becomes unreal.

“You gonna cum for me like the good girl i know you are?” You questions rubbing your clit for extra stimulation. And that’s what sends you over the edge ave your back arches and you cum with a scream.

“Oh fuck” You whimper when she takes the strap out. But you don’t mourn the loss for long as she is quick to sink down to your pussy and clean up your mess.

“Taste so good” Her words are muffled as she licks and sucks you clean. Once she has successfully cleaned up your mess she takes your clit into her mouth and starts sucking on it like candy.

“Too sensitive m-mommy please-cant-“ You protest once she adds two fingers into your hole.

“Shut the fuck yup and take what mommy gives you” Natasha reprimands and sets a faster pace hitting your g-spot with extreme force.

“Yes mommy i’m sorry-i’m sorry i’ll take it i’ll be a good girl” You apologize as you feel your second organ build back up. This one is stronger since you’ve already cum once.

“I-i’m cumming mommy fuck i’m cumming” You scream as you grow into her hair and come undone on her tongue. She groans in appreciation before she kicks you clean again and then comes you to kiss you. The kiss is sloppy and sinful but you couldn’t give a fuck if you tried right now. You’d senses are in overload as you taste yourself on her lips and her perfume continues to invade your nose.

She breaks the kiss and then picks up your panties from the floor and putting them back on and lowering your skirt.

“You were such a good girl” She praises once you’re dressed again.

“Thank you Ms” You say blushing even though she just fucked your into oblivion.

“Hmm you’re welcome kotenok” The woman says softly before giving you a kiss on the cheek and helping you stand up.

“Same time next week?” Natasha asks as she opens the door and leads you out to your car through the church hall.

“Of course Ms.Romanoff” You nod before you bid the woman farewell and hop into your car. The car ride home tire head is filled with images of what happened and you get all hot and bothered over again.

When you get back to your shared apartment with Kate she’s sitting on the couch with an eager look on her face.

“Tell me everything!” She squeals when she notices your disheveled stare.

“You’re gonna need to grab a drink for this” And you two spend the rest of the night fangirling over your priest.

The meetings with Ms.Romanoff that follow Jesus definitely wouldn’t approve of.

~The end ~

A/n: Look at me posting back to back :) i will be patting myself on the back for these since i literally wrote and posted this one and the last one all in one go. Enjoy :)

I do not give permission for my work to be copied or translated on other cites

[flrlgreen]

pain, pleasure (kento nanami x reader)

a/n: posting my nanami one shot from ao3 on here! i apologize if i miss anything or don't tag something correctly.

MINORS DNI

content warnings: explicit, use of the names slut, whore, and good girl, nanami is very mean, reader has a pussy, exhibitionism, hair pulling, punishment, unprotected sex, squirting, overstimulation, eye contact, fingering, crying, dom and sub dynamics, vaginal sex, begging

“P-please Nanamin!~” You say out of breath. You avoid making eye contact with the man who had a fistful of your hair as you were too embarrassed. As soon as your desperate plea leaves your mouth his grip on your roots gets even tighter and he forces your face up and forces your face closer to his. Forcing you to make eye contact with him. 

“Fucking look at me, whore. Don’t look away.” Nanami’s rich and deep voice makes your lips tremble. His other strong hand was buried between your legs. He was fingering you at an aggressive and vigorous pace. The squelches filled the room as the speed of his fingers sped up more and more. All while he didn’t even loosen his grip on your hair. His pupils were blown out and full of lust. His brown eyes were almost completely black.

“M’ sorry Nanamin! I am!” You were almost sobbing. It felt too good. His long and thick fingers were making you moan like a porn star. You even felt a little lightheaded. Whenever his fingers curled you involuntarily bucked more into his hand. “F-fuck!” You couldn’t keep your moans in anymore when he hit that small bundle of nerves. “Fucking take it and shut up. I don’t wanna hear you.” Those words shot straight to your core and made you even wetter.

You had been acting out all day. At first. He was trying to stay calm and composed, but after you embarrassed and undermined him for the last time in front of Satoru he had enough. He needed to teach you a lesson as soon as the two of you were alone. “You’re so fucking wet and I haven’t even fucked you yet. You wanted this, didn’t you? You wanted me to punish you.” His fingers slowed and sped up again at the end of his sentence before he ripped his fingers out of your pussy at once. 

His fingers were wet with your arousal. It made you blush heavily seeing him put his two fingers to his mouth and lick them clean. “You taste so good. Fuck. I need you so bad I can’t take it anymore.” He finally lets go of your hair and pushes you back on the bed. “Turn around. I don’t wanna look at you right now.” He demands and you obey. He undoes his pants and watches as you turn around and he immediately gets behind you. He was so much taller than you. His big and masculine stature made you feel so small and helpless whenever he would punish you. 

Knowing he could completely dominate you whenever he wanted and make you a mess underneath him was such a turn-on. You had a thing for getting this kind of reaction from your boyfriend, and he knew that. His punishments would leave you sore and sometimes you wouldn’t even be able to walk for days. Especially when he would invite Satoru and Suguru over. The three men would have their fun with you until they thought you had learned your lesson. 

You’re brought back to reality when you feel Nanami’s hard cock poking at your slick entrance. He grabs you by your hair again and forces your head back before shoving his thick cock in at once. You can’t help but let out a high-pitched moan when you feel your walls stretch to accommodate your angry boyfriend’s cock. “God. You’re so fucking tight.” He bites his lip and takes a second to take in the feeling of your pussy gripping him like a vice. 

He doesn’t even wait for you to adjust before he starts pounding into your pussy. “Nanamin! It’s too big. I can’t. Fuck.” You cry out. You can’t even moan into the pillow to hide your moans. He makes a makeshift ponytail and pulls you back harder until his chest is pressed against your back. “Shut up, you can take it. This is what you wanted. You know better than to embarrass me in front of my friends don’t you?” He whispers in your ear. His voice sends shivers down your spine and makes you clench involuntarily around his length that’s going in and out of you at a brutal pace. 

“Oh, the whore likes that? I can feel your slutty pussy clench. You love it when I’m mean to you. You love it when I treat you like a fucking slut. You can’t help it.” “Please.” That’s all you can manage to get out. “Please what? Come on. Use your words.” His thrusts slow down and it’s like torture. “Please Nanamin. Fuck me harder. Need more.” 

As soon as those words leave your lips he pushes you back down and lets go of your hair and one of his strong hands grip your waist while you arch your back. “You want it like this? Slut.” He says. The sound of skin slapping skin fills the room and your eyes roll to the back of your head. His thrusts make your lower half glow with pleasure. 

You were too blinded by pleasure to hear someone knocking on the bedroom door. ‘Nanami? Y/N? Are you in there?” It’s Satoru. Fuck, what does he want? Satoru is met with no response. Just the sounds of sex. Nanami’s thrusts don’t slow down. If anything his thrusts get harder and rougher. You feel like you’re drowning in pleasure and it’s too much. Nanami keeps hitting the spot that makes you see stars and he obviously doesn’t care if Satoru hears. “Nanamin, we have to stop. What if he hears? I-” “Let him hear. You deserve to feel embarrassed. I hope Satoru hears you moaning like a fucking bitch. It’s what a whore like you deserves.”

His hand reaches around you and he starts to play with your clit while keeping up with the brutal pace. Fuck. You didn’t care if Satoru heard you anymore. He didn’t matter right now. You just wanted to chase your own high that was so close. You can deal with Satoru later. Nanami thrusting into you from behind with all his might while playing with your clit was becoming too much. At this point, you know you won't last that long. 

“Fuck, I feel so fucking good. God, you make me feel so good.” You practically yell out. “Yeah?” God. “I wanna cum so bad. So close.” You start to bounce more on his cock while his thrusts start to get sloppy. You can tell he’s getting close too. “Keep bouncing on my cock like a good girl. You’re doing so well. I know you wanna cum so bad. Work for it, slut.” Nanami has stopped thrusting into you and is letting you do all the work and bounce on him, but keeps rubbing circles on your clit slowly. “Fuck, keep bouncing like that. I’m gonna cum in you. Fill you up.” That was the last thing you needed. The knot that was tightening in your core was finally going to burst. Nanami watches you bounce and stops rubbing slow circles on your clit and grabs your waist. Hard.

He moves you up and down so hard your tits bounce and you just can’t hold it back anymore. “‘M gonna squirt. I can’t!” As soon as Nanami hears that he just can’t keep it together anymore. The knot snaps and you squirt all over the sheets beneath you and Nanami releases his seed inside of you at the same time. He stands in place for a little bit before pulling out and watching his cum drip out of your abused pussy. “Fuck.” He pants and watches you collapse on the bed. “You okay?” He asks before plopping on the bed next to you. 

“Yeah, I'm fine.” You reply and turn on your side to look at your boyfriend. “That’s good, I’m glad.” He softly smiles and leans in to give you a kiss on the forehead and cuddle you. “I love you so much.” “I love you too.” You reply before you hear Satoru at the door. Again. “God. Are you guys done fucking yet?”

[spideyhexx]

imagining billy with a reader who cums really fast because she’s inexperienced so billy always teases and edges her to keep her orgasm as far as possible

am losing it (slightly different from what you're asking but same vein)

mdni - fem!reader

Maybe you've already fucked him a few times, but everything is still so new to you. Billy is patient, teaching you what he knows and making sure you're feeling as good as possible And he succeeds of course. Billy had come to realize you're very sensitive and he's kind about, silently edging you because he doesn't want to embarrass his girl for being so sensitive to his touch.

But when you ride his cock for the first time? You're a goner.

Your arms are wrapped around his neck, fully sat on his lap with his dick deep in your pussy and Billy told you he'd help you. You take a few experimental moves, bouncing only slightly, weakly on his cock.

"Need help already?" And Billy is joking, but he means it, especially when he sees the pout on your lips and the way your eyes are pleading his. "I got you," he coos, placing a wet kiss on your cheek as he holds your hips, helping you move on him.

You don't know if it's just cause you're so sensitive to him. Or if it's the way he's looking at you, holding you, or maybe it's simply just how perfect his cock is, because you feel that fuzzy feeling building up in your core. The slight friction against your clit when your hips sink back completely against him makes you whine, "Billy, I-I can't."

Billy's too lost in pleasure to realize what you mean. He's watching the way you take him, how easy it is to control your body, fucking his cock into your soaked, tight cunt, dreaming about coming into you.

"I-I can't, Billy," you repeat, your whining getting a little louder. Billy lets go of your hips, but they still move, grinding onto his cock. Before you can tilt your head back, he's grabbing your face in his hands.

"Can't what baby? Talk to me, what's..." and he trails off as your eyes roll back, the clear indicator that you're just about to come. And you do, your cunt squeezing him tightly as you release, the noises between your bodies wetter as you keep your hips moving. Billy's brow raises and his mouth parts, his own pleasure beginning to topple over the edge and he can't stop himself from spilling into you, a groan escaping his mouth that he stifles quickly with a bite to his cheek.

You whimper as you become even more sensitive, your head longing to press into his chest and hide your embarrassment, but he keeps his hold on your face, shaking his head. Billy leans his forehead to yours, "is my dick that good?" You laugh breathlessly, your hands rubbing to his chest as you nod.

He gives you a lopsided smile, whispering, "can you do that 'gain?"

"We'll find out," you mumble back to him and Billy presses his lips to yours in a bruising kiss.

let's chat about billy, here :)

[auxiliuno]

𝑵𝒐𝒆𝒍 𝑵𝒐𝒂, ʳᵉˡᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢʰⁱᵖ ʰᵉᵃᵈᶜᵃⁿᵒⁿˢ ᵖᵗ.²

ᵀᵃᵍˢ: ᵐᵃʳʳⁱᵉᵈ ˡⁱᶠᵉ, ᵖʳᵉᵍⁿᵃⁿᶜʸ, ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ, ˢᶠʷ

• When you get pregnant, he knows that it is very hard and would be with you every step of the way.

• He would take time off from the soccer world while you're pregnant so he can fully support you throughout your pregnancy.

• He is an amazing husband!

• Understands that pregnancy hormones are tricky to deal with, especially since you're growing a small human being inside of you.

• He would never get annoyed at your outbursts or emotional meltdowns.

• Holds you gently until you calm down or feel better.

• Cravings? Check. No matter how outlandish or what time it is; he will fullfill your cravings, even if it means going to the convenience store at 3 am, buying pickles and peach gummies together.

• Does housework for you (Even after you have children, he is such a sweet husband).

• When it is your delivery day, he is by your side the whole time through your contractions; holding you and reassuring you that you are so amazing and that you will always be the only love for him (plus his children).

• As you are giving birth to his children, he holds your hand and encourages you to squeeze it as hard as you can -- if it means he can take away some of your pain.

• Once you successfully deliver the baby, he doesn't even realize tears are coming out of his eyes; you will be the one telling him with a tired smile: "why are you crying Noa?" "Ah, it's nothing y/n....it's just you gave birth to the most beautiful baby girl/boy..." He would say softly, holding them and giving you a kiss on your forehead. "Thank you for giving me your everything, y/n. I promise I will give my all to our beautiful family."

• Once you get out if the hospital, he convinces you to take it easy and just let him take care of everything.

• All you have to do is make sure the baby is happy and fed; he will take care of everything else.

• Hates it when he has to go back to his soccer career, even though he postponed his return long enough that you've recovered from your first pregnancy.

• Because being abroad holds him back a lot from spending time with the family, he always asks to FaceTime you guys so he can see his wonderful wife and children.

• He always calls you and texts you before and after games or practices.

• Every morning, no matter what the time difference is, he will always make sure to send you a good morning text and tells you his schedule for the day: "Good morning mon cœur, I'm going to training now, and I have an interview later at 5. Remember to take care of yourself and call me when you're free okay? I love you. ❤️" .

• Tells you when matches are, so you can watch him on TV with your children.

• Your children(s) will look up to him so much; he is their superhero!

• He is aware that him going abroad a lot might be bad for his children because he is not as present as a usual father is.

• He still tries his best to be as present as he can in their lives. So, whenever he does have time with you and the children, he does everything with you guys.

• Takes the family on vacation, shopping, arcades -- anything that forms core memories with the family.

• Even if it's just at home, he plays outside with the children and teaches them soccer.

• He never yells at the children; gentle parenting all the way!

• Although, if the children still misbehave after a light scolding, he will pull them aside and tell them in a more serious voice why their behavior is bad. (Coach mode: on).

• Almost -- spoils the children too much.

• It's hard for him to say no to such cute face's; so you often have to be the bad guy and say: "No!"

• But he still knows when he is going too far and shouldn't give them everything they want; the last thing he wants is for his children to grow up to be spoiled brats that expect everything to be handed to them.

• Teaches them humility and compassion.

• He spoils you though -- buying you things, expensive or trendy, and always cuddles with you whenever he can.

• Even when he's away from you, he can never stop thinking about you and the children; you guys are his world.

• You gave him purpose in life.

• Before he met you, all he knew was soccer -- he was lonely even with all the wealth and fame.

• Every decision he makes now is based on how good it is for you and the children.

• You two rarely get into arguments; although he is bad at expressing emotions, he still tries to communicate everything gently with you. (He's so soft-spoken).

• If you two ever actually do get into arguments, he never raises his voice at you nor becomes petty.

• He apologizes to you for the thing that caused the argument in the first place and works out a solution with you.

• Finally, if you are a big animal person, he would raise any animal with you (just don't go too overboard with how many you raise).

Hi everyone! I haven't updated in a bit, but I had so much fun writing this! (Noa is so sweet I love him so much).

Hope you guys enjoy, thank you! Pt.1 here

-auxiliuno

[ryusuisloveinterest]

Hi! Since it's almost Christmas, could you write headcanons of how Ryusui, Senku, Stanley and Tsukasa would spend Christmas with their s/o (fem or gn reader) and their family (their children or the reader's family).

Bye and thank you for the 2 last requests !

This is so late I’m so sorry I’ve been very busy with finals! I tried to include reader’s family as best as I could do I hope you enjoy. If it’s not what you were looking for then you can always ask again. Thank you for your patience 💕💕

Ryusui, Senku, Stanley, and Tsukasa’s Christmas with their s/o🎄❤️

Ryusui:

he probably thinks Christmas is all about the presents

So on Christmas Day there will probably be trucks full of gifts, all for you! Please there’s no reason for him to have that much money

BUT-

You have to teach him that there are other things to enjoy other than just a pile of presents

The first time he watched a Christmas movie with you and your is DEFINITELY a core memory for him

Your matching pajamas, the way you snuggle into him and sharing the hot chocolate you prepared, the echo of your laugh filling his ears, and at the very end how you kiss him and thank him for spending Christmas with you

He completely melts

He’s so in love, he just wants moments with you like this all the time.

The only Christmases he remembers are just his dad and uncle basically throwing him into a room full of gifts and leaving for a Christmas vacation somewhere 

So having genuine time with you and your family and sharing your love with each other makes him so happy he might even tear up a bit my poor baby😭

Now it’s tradition for the both of  you to do something like that every year❤️

Senku:

He spends it in the lab 💀 

You have to drag him out of there

You have to BEG him to back cookies with you

“Come on Senku! Please! It’s like chemistry, we have to mix a bunch of stuff together!”

After 30 minutes of begging he finally caved

Of course Senku knows all the perfect measurements to everything so the only thing you really had to do was mix the ingredients together

Your mom and dad did keep him busy with random conversations though

In the living room you can hear them whispering about something but you don’t know what

The cookies tasted great!

After you both said goodbye to your family and your mom hugged the crap outta him you both headed back home.

“You don’t have to stay, Senku. I’m ok with you going back to the lab. I just wanted to spend time with you…”

And with that he leaves-

You sit in the living room, bummed out that Senku left again

THEN

Senku comes back with a small box and a huge blush

“Here…”

You were super shocked when you opened it up 

“Senku…this ring, it’s platinum right? You didn’t really…”

“It’s what the old man would’ve wanted. And…it’s what I want too…” 

Was he really..?

You started to cry

Senku didn’t know what to do 

You just held each other and told each other how much you loved one another, excited about the future with each other 

Stanley:

Stanley was on a mission during Christmas

So, Xeno invited you and your family to a Christmas party he and his colleagues were hosting

You really didn’t want to go, especially since you wouldn’t know anyone and Stanley wasn’t with you

But Xeno was still your friend so you decided to show up for him

You and your relatives stand there awkwardly in one of the door frames as Xeno and his colleagues talk about whatever project they were working on

You dad and mom go find some of the snacks and your siblings (if you have any) go causing trouble somewhere

There you were by yourself in the corner

“You look lonely over here under the mistletoe Miss. May i accompany you?”

You knew that voice 

You look up to see your boyfriend 

“Stanley!”

You practically jump on him, wrapping your small arms around his much bigger body

He pets your hair, then lifts your  chin

“We’re still under the mistletoe.” 

You smile at his cheesy gesture something he doesn’t normally do 

You both lean closer together and kiss, desperately clinging to each other like you’re both afraid to let go

“Oh! Is this your boyfriend (y/n)?” 

Your lips immediately leave Stanley’s as you see your whole family just staring at you and Stanley under the mistletoe 

You face turns red instantly causing Stanley to laugh

He sticks his hand out for your family

“My name is Stanley Snyder. It’s an honor to finally meet you all.”

Tsukasa 

You had a gingerbread house competition 

Your mother was the judge

You and Mirai were a team 

Tsukasa and your dad were the other

Tsukasa was struggling making the designs in the roof

Your dad couldn’t get the gum drops to stick

But you and Mirai had a great time with the gumdrops and candy canes, sprinkling them everywhere!

After your major victory Mirai wanted to play with her dolls 

So you and Tsukasa sat on the couch, snuggling up next to each other while your mom kept Mirai entertained 

“Do you want kids?” 

Your head pops up with the sudden question

He locks his eyes with yours, patiently waiting for your response 

A soft smile grows on your face 

“Of course I do!” 

This leaves Tsukasa heart-struck

He kisses your forehead, his favorite way of showing his love for you

You can hear Mirai’s ewws, making both of you laugh

“No sex before marriage!” Your dad yells from the kitchen 

“Dad!” 

[deaddovedecadence]

Could i request some parental yandere gojo hcs? Hes soooo overprotective dad who spoils u but will never let you leave the nedt core to me.

Yes of course, thank you for the request. I have a few thoughts (so many thoughts that I had to narrow it down by so much)

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It gets worse when he finds megumi because the idea that someone could just leave their child is so scary that he does not let you out of the house to keep you safe, to keep you with him! He also starts teaching megumi that you are delacite, that you need to be taken care of most then most. He is a diligent student especially when it comes to this

I think that in this au gojou would get worse when Tsumiki is cursed to the point that you are no longer allowed to go anywhere, and megumi who used to be the voice of reason is firmly with gojou because neither of them can afford to lose someone else!

Like all of my au’s when it comes to jjk the first years + sukuna are a thing and megumi absolutely teaches them how to treat you. You feel even more stifled because they are cruel apart and even worse together, tearing you down and putting you back together because that is all they know to do. Gojo is so proud of them because they would destroy everything under his command and you know that.

Yuuji is the worst behind megumi because he is so gentle about it that you almost feel bad because he just wants you to feel safe nad you know that so why are you trying so hard to get away

Gojo himself is very subtle in his manipulation, little things here and there to make you feel lesser then, all because your power is not as strong as his. He’s kinda like mother gothal tbh

Get very used to only seeing the campus from now on. Gojo is not letting you go anywhere, and anything you want will be brought to you. If you try to point out that the others get to go wherever they want and with one of gojou’s cards no less, he gives you a sickly sweet smile and says , “Well they aren’t weak sugarcane”

Over all gojou would do anything and I mean anything to keep you safe and alive, even if that meaning taking everything from you but him and his precious students

[unadulteratedsoulsweets]

A DC X DP IDEA #1 A mother’s love stretches throughout the realms

Imagine dis…

 What if Danny Fenton is a reincarnated version of Martha Wayne (I’d like to think that she is a badass woman, not your typical rich girl) When the portal accident happened he began remembering the life before Daniel “Danny” Fenton happened. At first, he thought that these memories are nothing more than ‘dreams’, as dreams kept us all day and are often forgotten the moment we wake up but every time he woke up from each ‘dream’ he kept remembering the love and fondness to a man who has the same built to his dad. The care, protectiveness, and love that he gave to Dani to a young male that looked like him, the feeling would cling to him throughout the day. The feeling of protectiveness would amplify his own. He wants nothing more than to find that blurred young boy and make sure that they are right. His core kept aching for that two individuals.

Far worse each year on a specific day. The horror and fear crawled up his spine as well the relief and safety towards the mystery boy.

The moment Danny turned 18 he was crowned as the High king in the Infinite Realm. The moment the crown and ring are within him he is bombarded with information about the information and secrets of the Infinite Realm, he also remembered his son.

He tried to find his husband, Thomas Wayne but was saddened that he couldn’t find his love. But also felt relief seeing that he found peace in his afterlife for him to move on.

After making sure that the balance is restored throughout the realm he wishes to see his son one more time. Using the information he got when he was crowned he navigated through the Infinity realms and entered the DC universe.

He turned invisible to see his son in Gotham, but what greeted him made him fear the worse.

There lay a very injured Batman, how did she know it has his son? Never heard of the phrasing “There is an endearing tenderness in the love of a mother to a son that transcends all other affections of the heart”

She knew that is her boy, and quickly turned to help his son. Learning under the teaching of the yetis, especially through Frostbite’s guidance he is able to make himself stable enough.

Pressing the panic button under his utility belt he can’t help but linger his eyes towards his boy.

His boy who has done much and given much, he who has so much to love to give, who gave all of his heart, body, soul, and mind to those he calls sons and those who he considers his kin, his boy who turned into a fine young man.

All of a sudden, he wasn’t in a grimy alley anymore but at the Wayne manor taking care of a 7-year-old Bruce who fell ill after playing under the rain.

Thomas his love, besides their son, whispers how he is handling that cold like a champ while Alfred is carrying an empty bowl of chicken soup out of the room.

He can’t help but go back to his old habits, rubbing his boy’s chubby cheeks, promising sweet words to his boy that It will be all right. While singing his lullaby for him.

The moment Nightwing appeared, a lingering cold air remained at the spot beside the man he call father.

It's been a few days since Bruce was recovered and healed up in the manor, having Dick fill in the gaps of Batman for a few days.

At the cave, Bruce is trying to recover the audio as well as the recordings through his cowl as he refused to be compromised. His children assured him that when the rest of them have gotten there he was all bandaged up and no one near could have been his savior. He refused to take the such chance.

The video is nothing more than a lost cause but the audio is clear enough for Batman to listen through it.

The situation, the faint feeling of fingers rubbing his cheeks, and the whispering words of reassurance made him remember but it was the lullaby that sealed the deal and made him freeze up

Come stop your crying

It will be alright

Just take my hand

Hold it tight

I will protect you

From all around you

I will be here

Don't you cry

No…

There is only one person who knows that song… that night he knew he looked like a man on a mission.

Who is that person who clearly knows his mother’s lullaby to him?

Somewhere near Crime alley, Danny is thinking of meeting the rest of his grandchildren's booth that was adopted officially and unofficially by his son's booth in and out of their suits.

As well as thinking of ways to heal and avenge his second grandchild looks like Jason got his hatred on clowns.

Hey! He may be Martha Wayne at one point but he is also currently Danny Phantom who is the king of Infinite realms, Champion of Balance but most importantly hates clown with passion as well willing to beat that clown up for killing his grandson.

 PS: If someone out there wanting to continue or make a fic about this you are free to do so.

[ladyzayismultifandom]

King of Second Chances

DomesticAvengers!Loki x Reader

Genre/Rating: tooth-rotting fluff with best friends to lovers

Description: Contrary to popular belief, Loki does have friends... just not on Asgard. Or Midgard. Except one.

After the battle of New York, Frigga managed to convince Odin one last time to have mercy on his adoptive son Loki who recently found that out in his defense but in no way can explain his revenge hostile attempted takeover of Midgard aka Earth. Odin decided that if some time on Earth managed to teach Thor the lesson he needed to learn to be worthy of the hammer, then Earth should be able to do the same for Loki.

So until he proves that he's not the evil ego-maniac that's co-dependent on the lie his father told him about being destined for greatness when he was a peace offer child, Loki is to stay on Earth.

Specifically in Avengers Tower under close surveillance.

None of the team especially Clint and Natasha wanted him there but they couldn't trust him living on his own with some of his magic still intact. So down the hall from Thor's room soon became Loki's room and they all lived happily ever after. Sort of

"Loki did you eat my Poptarts?"

"And why would I eat those disgusting sugar-coated sandwiches?'

"Because you know I like them?"

"Out" Thor suddenly falls through a hole Loki created sending him back to his room.

Loki looked up at the vents to make sure Clint wasn't in them before relaxing back in his bed with the book before he was once again interrupted by a knock on his door. He rolls his eyes begrudgingly before swinging the door open with a wave of his hand.

"Hey, Loki..."

"Yes, Y/N," Loki says not caring to lift his head away from his book.

"Can I hide my pop tarts in here? Thor keeps eating them."

"And why would I do that?"

"Because I know you don't like them so Thor won't look for them here." Unable to argue with that, Loki shrugged.

"Very well. Hide them here"

"Yes!" you jumped onto his bed and hugged him tightly to you shocking the magical entity to his core.

"Thank you, Loki," you shock him again by giving him a light kiss on the cheek.

".... You're welcome"

This was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Two years has gone by since then and while Loki is still not welcome back in Asgard he has regained almost all of his magical abilities, has been caught trying to go back twice, and with Frigga's help made his room in Avengers tower look almost identical to his chambers in the palace. One would say that he's gotten comfortable on Earth.

Loki still hides your Pop-Tarts in his room and several other things you don't want the team to see despite your room being one floor below his. The only ones who dare go in his room are you and sometimes Thor but he uses an illusion spell to make your stuff look like his so there is no suspense. You could have asked him to do that for your room but having some of your things in his room gives you the excuse to see him and everybody knows that. Except Loki of course.

After another successful mission with Natasha and her sister that she never mentioned until now you were back in Avengers Tower and you couldn't wait to tell your bestie all about it.

"LOKI!!!!" You burst through his door to find a towel around his waist and hair. His chest still had some water dripping down to a place that you didn't realize you'd want to see until now. Shit you're staring

"Um, I'll come back" You quickly closed the door and headed straight to the elevator. If anyone saw how you repeatedly pushed the close doors button they'd think you insane. You quickly went into your own room and let out the breath you had been holding only to open your eyes to-

"You know you were much cuter when you were afraid to knock on my door." You jumped holding your hand to your chest wishing your heart could just calm down but the man you just ran away from clearly transported to your room.

"I see you gained more of your magic back."

"One of my favorite tricks." Loki held up a bag of sweets. He patted the spot next to him on your bed and it was like you never left. You happily jumped into his arms. Let the celebration begin.

“So Agent Romanoff wasn’t alone before Barton came around. Interesting. Hit me” He opened his mouth and you gave him another caramel candy. Something you like to do when debriefing your missions with him is to eat sweets and comb his hair. He’ll never admit it but hearing your voice with your hands massaging his scalp made him feel like a King.

“I know right?! I can’t believe she’s been hiding that from us this whole time. I thought we’d run out of secrets in Avengers Tower by now. What about you?”

“Mm that feels nice” he whispered to himself not paying attention. You took a curl of his and wrapped it around your finger before yanking harder than usual.

“Ow!” He looked up at you

“Now that I have your attention what did you do while I was gone?” You held up your brush threateningly at him. Chuckling he laid his head back down in your lap closing his eyes without any sign of fear.

“I read, painted, slept, squabbled with my oaf of a brother, the usual.”

“Do you ever think the two of you will be as close as you were back then?”

“I’m not sure. I did try to kill him after all but he does try. I’ll give him that.”

“You tried to kill me too” You mumbled

“You’re different.”

“How different?” You continue brushing his hair slowly. Like a cat he purrs.

“You are… kind in a way that’s admirable and naive yet you hunt people for a living. It’s confusing.” You gently take his head in your hands staring right into his emerald green eyes.

“Are you saying I should consider a new career path?”

“I’m saying you are the most dangerous being in the nine realms.” He whispered.

“And your best friend” You whispered back coming a little closer.

“My only friend” The two of you smile at each other.

“Jarvis please tell me you got that” The two of you sat up quickly embarrassed that you’d been caught by Tony in what would look like two lovers staring into each others eyes even though you were nothing more than friends. Right? Without a thought you chased Tony all around the tower with your brush desperately trying to get that footage of the two of you.

Unsure of when it started Loki realized that the beautiful friendship that once was had blossomed into something else entirely. He was bound to mess it up but he knew you’d give him a second chance. He is the king of those after all and you are worth all the chances he can get.

A/N: Happy Loki day! I was supposed to post this the other day but I didn’t know what I wanted to write yet. Thanks for your patience. There’s more to come!

[ladyluscinia]

"What if it weren't like that?"

...or I'd like to propose a different theory of what's going on in Edward's head.

Going into the S2 finale, I feel like there's once again a huge consensus that Edward and piracy are an unsustainable mix, and he has to quit. Specifically after 2x07 he knows for sure, 100% that he wants to quit, and he's pulling away from Stede because he doesn't know how to communicate that certainty to him.

There's a very established meta framework backing up this belief. It's not new, just everyone pointing and saying "look! - the show is affirming us" at the same time. And it does make a lot of points about foundational trauma, the violence of the lifestyle, etc. I don't need to break it down for you. If you're seeing this post then you've seen the arguments before.

The thing is... I'm not actually sold on this read.

Edward is a complicated guy and I love to try and peel back his layers, and I'm not sure that retirement is truly his endgame. And maybe more importantly... I'm not sure retirement endgame is quite the thematic crescendo it's being presented as.

So let's talk a bit about Edward, particularly in 2x06 and 2x07.

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Edward's Ongoing Depression Spiral

The thing about backsliding - and the Kraken was a pretty monumental backslide - is that even if you gain a lot of ground afterward, you still might not be much further than where you started.

Edward believing change is possible with Button's 2x04 guidance + his & Stede's conversation about taking it slow at the end of 2x05 are both huge steps for a guy that was openly suicidal at the beginning of the season. However, in the grand scheme of things, he's pretty much cycled back to the dilemma he was facing in S1 - continuing life as it was is intolerable, but he doesn't actually have a solid idea of what he wants. "Stede" is not a real, actionable answer.

In S1, this caused him to run recklessly into extremes of vulnerability with Stede because Stede was doing something different. He tried to metaphorically cut loose his entire history - as a pirate, as Blackbeard, as Edward Teach - and become a new "Ed" with no baggage, who was free to live an endless vacation honeymoon with his new boyfriend. And when the consequences of their own actions came crashing back in - an abandoned Izzy, Spanish Jackie, and Chauncey Badminton - Edward's desperate actions to save Stede turned into over-commitment to a guy he barely knows, a reckless plan to run halfway around the world to escape himself, and then a truly disastrous downturn when that blew up in his face.

Wherever you go, there you are - except Edward hates that guy. Edward's only concrete want so far for the new direction of his life is the one thing that's impossible - to not be Edward Teach.

So now, back to contemplating the same unknown future he was trying to chase in S1, the Kraken Era has given Edward new perspective, for better and worse. (I'm gonna link my rambling BlackHands / Kraken Era thoughts from 2x01 - 2x03 just because.) He's learned caution and is dipping his toes in self-reflection - Stede's love alone is not enough to save him, and his self-loathing has been acknowledged. Reckless pursuit of change without growth was doomed - an important lesson both Stede and Edward have started to learn.

Unfortunately, growth requires looking backwards, and if Edward was already disinclined to that due to killing his dad, he's struggling so much worse now that he's got months of fresh atrocities that he absolutely did not need to commit.

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Drowning in Guilt

Edward's core trauma that he flashes to constantly goes back to killing his dad that night - something notably not associated with piracy. That guilt is the root of his self-loathing, but Edward is a rather troubled grown man with guilt aplenty, especially after the first two episodes of S2.

In 2x05 Edward starts with a CEO scripted non-apology firmly recategorizing all of his Kraken actions as "whatever that nasty dark stuff was that brought us here... it's in the past", and then his discussion with Stede does not involve too much reflection on why this probation is necessary and drops this gem:

"Oh fuck no. Apologizing? Nah. Didn't apologize for jack shit."

However - demonstrating self awareness / growth - he's also clearly projecting guilt and a desire (that's almost too big to look at) to apologize to Izzy for everything, and then he honestly talks with Fang (who he's known for 20 years!) about how he can not be understandably mad at him, after Fang pushes back on Edward's toxic rewriting of Knife Parade. He even learns to sit with himself!

All of which makes the start of 2x06 so layered.

We open with Edward sitting with himself, looking out over the ocean and stewing in guilt - in order: his dad, the storm, Izzy's toe, shooting Izzy, driving the crew to mutiny - and then the conversation that Edward was haunted by all last episode comes to him. He's back in his leathers - playacting the penitent with the onesie and cat bell got old after a day, and he had never truly linked his probation rules with any of his earnest feelings of remorse. Just a necessary performance to appease the crew.

Now he's himself again, as uncomfortable in his own skin as ever, and Edward Teach apologizes for Izzy's leg. He isn't being demanded to apologize by Izzy (no matter how much he may deserve it). Izzy is fully prepared to pretend it never happened despite the evidence of his body. But Edward wants to - needs to for the babiest step toward his own peace of mind - and so he does.

And then he flees from one guilt and accidentally stumbles into another. Stede has so helpfully pulled all Edward's Kraken treasure into one place, and Edward lampshades it:

"Excellent. A reminder of all my guilt. A guilt room."

Now, Stede has a decent idea here. His "poison into positivity" bit is not bad (and it echoes the language Izzy and Edward used - though I think it's a tossup whether Stede heard about that or if the parallel is purely on a Doylist level). It definitely lifts Edward's mood for the day and pulls him out of his guilt spiral for a bit.

Until it comes back so much worse.

Ned Low. Oh fuck the implications of Ned Low.

So here's the thing. People have rightly observed that Edward broke Ned's record intentionally during Kraken Era. In fact, since he makes the comment about "We got a record to break" after the wedding boat aka the last ship he takes, and Ned isn't coming after him for a tie, presumably he set the new record and then proceeded to break it over and over again. Just to rub it in. Just to really piss the sadist off.

And if Edward's attempt to take the whole ship and crew down with a storm at his lowest point was bad, what he was courting by baiting Ned before the season even started was worse. This is a man who would have tortured everyone on the breakup boat to death when he caught up to them, and Edward was passively planning on letting him do it.

Edward knows this.

Poison into positivity just became "oh shit I forgot I'm the most poisonous thing any of these people have ever run into," and he's just getting started. It's hard to shove it down and brush it off and pretend it was no big deal when Stede starts getting the hot poker to the chest.

He doesn't want to kill Ned because he's not worth the poison, but the poison is already here.

When Stede kills Ned, Edward has already spiraled. He's already got a whole narrative in his head about how this is all his fault, how this is his poison, his guilt, his Kraken surfacing to ruin Stede too.

"I'm not a good person, Stede. That's why I don't have any friends," Edward chokes out.

"It all boils down to this - You're afraid you're unlovable," snarls Hornigold's ghost in the gravy basket.

"I hate myself," Edward realizes.

"Don't do it, Stede. Killing in cold blood" - like I did - "you can't come back from that" - like I haven't.

Edward's guilt is projecting all over this scene. He's made some baby steps toward seeing Stede as a flawed person vs mythical mermaid whose love can save him, but the idealization is still coloring both their views. Stede still hasn't told Edward about any of his childhood traumas or deep seated insecurities, and Edward has continuously avoided putting together that Stede is fucked up as well. He's convinced himself that killing Ned Low is a great tragedy that will permanently scar Stede's previously unblemished goodness in a way that is all Edward's fault, and he's sticking to it despite how completely it does not apply.

Reality has never been much good at breaking through his self-loathing before.

Izzy tries to warn him to give Stede a minute, but Edward doesn't listen. And while there's a good amount of concerned boyfriend in that act, I also suspect there's more than a little self-harm. Edward's spiraling about what he's wrought. He shows up at Stede's door already paralleling this to killing his dad. Of course he wants to be in the blast radius.

Apparently, having sex about it.

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"Bye-Bye" Blackbeard, See You Again Soon

Last season, when Edward's ignoring his past went poorly, he tried to metaphorically bundle Blackbeard and all his traumas up and cast them into the sea. He was "Edward Teach Born-on-a-Beach," and then "No-Beard" who found folding stuff in prison fun, and then he's kissing Stede and getting excited about picking new, cool names for China, because:

"Our old lives would be gone. Dead. Never were."

Edward, babygirl, that is not how that works.

Now, he's actively backsliding down a guilt spiral, just had ill-advised sex a day after the "take it slow" talk that he's already regretting, and he gets up in the morning, pulls on another goddamn robe, and goes to literally bundle Blackbeard up and cast him into the sea.

Babe you already tried this.

I don't think it's a coincidence that disposing of his leathers signals Edward is back to reckless change instead of intentional change. He tries to make breakfast in bed despite never having ever made breakfast before and explains his twine as a panicked decision. The idealization of Stede is back in force - he chooses now to tell him about the mermaid vision - "fantastic," he describes him - and thanks him for saving his life. (Once again, in times of trouble, Edward is the one offering up rosy imaginations for their relationship that swallow him whole and Stede is shoving his recent childhood trauma flashbacks down to be Normal™.)

In the Republic, Edward does avoid becoming straight up jealous of all Stede's positive infamy, but he's also doing his hardcore all or nothing thing again - this time running away from himself toward a grubby, poor, "nobody" version of Ed (or do we think he's gonna try "Jeff" again?). Jackie calls his attention to how his new life direction (as of 6 hours ago) is not necessarily aligned with Stede's, and - rather than doing something as crazy as talking - he mutters "shit" and heads to the docks where Izzy finds him.

For a guy who felt "Fucking great" throwing away his leathers, Edward sounds kind of sarcastic, even if I'm sure he's feeling just as light as he was on that Naval Academy beach. But Izzy - going through his own shit but still trying to be supportive - opened this conversation with a joke about Stede and I suspect thinks they are talking about putting the "Edward retiring to be with Stede" plan back on the table. (Edward could clear this up, but he's still not communicating his emotions to Izzy.) So Izzy encourages him:

"Maybe you should listen to it."

Edward's face falls, he looks back down at the fishing boat, and apparently gets himself a new job. He just needs to go dump his boyfriend about it. They're simply incompatible, you see?

Edward's a fisherman now. He's gonna sit with himself until he finds a better guy in there, just like Fang taught him. (Don't blame Fang for this 😆 he just wanted Edward to stop talking!)

Now there's a lot going on in the breakup scene, but I want to talk about one statement Edward makes (keeping in mind he's already spiraled all the way into his new fisherman identity):

"I don't even know who I am! Alright, I know I don't want to be a pirate, but you..."

Because, see - I don't think the second part of that is necessarily true.

It's not that Edward doesn't want to be "a pirate". That's what he's using as shorthand (and a way to strongly delineate his new career from Stede: "Fishermen and pirates - they're nothing alike.").

What he's not saying is, once again, I know I don't want to be Edward Teach.

And, babygirl, I love you... but too fucking bad.

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Better Piracy as a Theme

There's a lot of meta around about how Edward views piracy as a kind of enforced toxic masculinity. How his traumas are woven so thoroughly into his Blackbeard career that the thought of continuing as a pirate is killing him. He has to retire. It's the only way he'll truly be happy as "just Edward."

And I question that framing.

Like... Edward clearly has trauma tied up in piracy. His time on Hornigold's ship appears to have defined his (and Calico's Jack's) fairly fucked up approach to casual violence. His time as Blackbeard has enabled his poor impulses, and he is absolutely sick of piracy as he's experienced it the first time we meet him. That's not in question.

But while leaving is one solution, I think change is another.

In the OFMD universe, piracy is not a stand-in for toxic masculinity. Stede, an outsider, describes it as a "culture of abuse" in the first episode, but it's the culture of piracy where we see openly gay relationships, polyamory, freedom of expression in clothing and presentation, the oppressed having power... to treat piracy as inherently toxic is to deny that the culture of piracy is what gave life to Calypso's Birthday party. Our main characters are pirates.

There is a lot of violence and most pirates are very troubled people, but it's not piracy's fault. That's getting the cause and effect reversed. The "problem" with piracy and pirate culture is that the people coming into it and building this community are already traumatized.

As Edward points out to Stede:

"It's usually something like that. It's often family-based stuff."

(Also the problem might be the pirate Captains, lol. I mean, if you start listing the major drivers and enablers of toxic culture... Hornigold, Ned Low, Calico Jack, Blackbeard. Fortunate, then, that the crew of the Revenge is demonstrating that piracy can also be about workers' unions and supporting each other against your shitty boss while operating in a thriving community. He can play nice or get out.)

Oluwande tells us from the start that people don't choose to be pirates - they get forced into it by terrible circumstances in a terrible society. Piracy is the community that accepts the outcasts, but it can't magically fix them. They have to do that themselves, which our crew is showing can be done.

Stede did not swan in with all the answers, but he gave his crew the space and all the confused-yet-well-meant support they needed to strengthen their own bonds and community. Oluwande and Frenchie especially have been really stepping up in leadership positions. Like, the whole plot of 2x05 was showing they have successfully formed a union and that they will operate as a united front against their captains if need arises. It's so good!

They are living that better culture that Stede wanted so bad, and it's not just our crew.

Piracy influenced by the Revenge crew has been shown as helpful and even desirable to chase.

Hellcat Maggie and the rest of Low's crew don't sail off to get new jobs - they are resuming piracy but this time talking about profit sharing. Anne and Mary, our oh so aggressive BlackBonnet mirrors, retired from piracy together like Edward was dreaming of in 1x09, and what "fixes" them is burning it all down and returning to piracy (rejecting Mary's fears) with their love at the forefront of their minds.

Edward wants to leave piracy behind forever because he has depression and hates himself, but the biggest thing he hates himself for isn't even a thing he did as a pirate. He's pushing back on his Hornigold trauma from the moment we meet him - in fact, I have a whole other meta idea I need to pull together after the season about how he has potentially thought he was doing "soft piracy" in spite of Hornigold this whole time - but the guilt he feels about killing his dad is still too big for him to even look at. And that won't go away even if he could cut 20+ years of Blackbeard out of his chest.

He's bored. He was stagnating. He needs to address that knot of self-loathing before it successfully drowns him.

Maybe people are right and he could be the one pirate to find peace operating a bed and breakfast? Maybe he'll follow in Jackie's footsteps and stay connected to the community by running a gay bar or something?

But I also think, maybe, he has a community surrounding him, a home and love on the sea, and a career with plenty of aspects he did enjoy - sailing, fuckeries, luxuries, creative problem solving - and he might just need to join everyone in striving for a better culture?

And step one would be realizing that wherever he goes, he's still Edward Teach, and he's got to stop running from that fact.

[squigglebottom]

*This is inspired by a very real fantasy and experience I had this morning (I actually did squirt 4 times thinking about Joe) and as intimate as it sounds…I had to write about it. I have never out of all my celeb crushes known someone to have this much power over me. I’ve watched almost all his shows, fallen for every one of his characters, listened to AI ASMR, read fan fiction, and write my own. It’s amazing (and I’ll admit frightening) how captivated I am by this brilliant and talented man. Hope you enjoy.*

18+ Minors don’t even think about it!!

Look At Me

3 am. You wake from a deep slumber for no particular reason. Turning your head to the left, you see Joe, trying to work out how he can be so gorgeous even while asleep. Adjusting your pillow, he starts to slowly open his eyes.

“Everything alright, darling?”

“Yes, I just woke up from a dream.”

“What were you dreaming about? Was it perhaps me?”

You smirk at him, truthfully you could not remember what the dream was about but figured you could have fun teasing him.

“Hmm…perhaps you were? I do not recall. It could have been another strapping fellow.”

“Is that so?” Joe raises one eyebrow. “Well, who might this other man be that your dreaming about that isn’t me?”

“I remember him being tall with an incredible physique….perhaps a Henry Cavill type…oh yes…then Superman whisked me away in his arms…flying us out to a secret location to ravage each other.”

Joe realises what you’re doing and shakes his head.

“You’re having a go at me aren’t you? I bet you don’t even remember what you dreamt about.”

“Ok…you got me…I’m not even sure I was dreaming…I just like to make you mad and jealous.”

Joe’s eyes widened as he bit his lip.

“You are such a damned brat aren’t you? You really like getting me riled up. Perhaps I need to teach you a lesson that it’s not polite to tease, baby girl.”

“Oooo…I’m so scared.” You smirked back as Joe grabbed both of your wrists and pinned them down above your head.

“You should be.”

He positioned himself on top of you, holding your wrists with one hand as the other lifted up your shirt. Lowering his head down to your breast, placing his plump lips right above your nipple before taking it into his mouth. You moaned softly as he began suckling, his hand moving down to your swollen clit.

You always found when a man fed on your breast to be utterly erotic, often coming from that stimulation alone. Joe knew this and took full advantage of it. He could feel you getting more and more wet as he put two long fingers inside of you. They reached deep enough that he was able to rub your most delicate spot.

Joe lifted his head so he could gaze at your face in complete ecstasy. You glanced down to see that he had a mischievous expression.

“What’s that look for?”

“Oh, I just thought of a brilliant idea.”

He reaches for the bedside drawer and retrieves your vibrator. It was the strongest one you had and he put it on full blast. He brought the vibrator at first to your clit. You gasped at the strong tremors that radiated your core. Eyes shut tight as your chest heaved rapidly.

“Oh that’s just not going to do, love. Open your eyes, look at me.”

You looked upon Joe as he stared at you with such an intense glare. You often found it difficult to keep your eyes opened during sex especially when it felt so incredible. However, you did not want to disobey Joe any longer.

The sensation of your toy was becoming unbearable and you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer…you needed to find release.

“Keep looking at me love, don’t stop. I want you to look into my eyes as you come.”

With that sentence, your insides clenched making you come all over Joe’s hands. He began to slide your vibrator inside you. You yelped at the intrusion since you still were throbbing from your intense orgasm only moments ago. His momentum increasing as he stuffed his fingers inside your mouth.

“Suck on them. Suck hard. Show me what a little slut you are for me.”

You sucked hard on his fingers imagining it was his juicy cock. His fingers started to go deeper reaching down your throat.

“Such a naughty girl…keep those eyes on mine.”

You felt another wave of pleasure ripping through you as you squirted once more.

“My my baby girl…again? You’re soaking right through these panties. I think you can give me a few more.”

Joe removed his fingers, smearing your spit all over your face. He continued to fuck you with the vibrator, your legs twitching about. Without any control, you closed your eyes.

A smack across your cheek startles you as Joe grabs your throat.

“What did I say?? Keep your eyes on me! I will not tell you again.”

He continued to work your vibrator resulting in your coming two more times. You laid there absolutely spent, your panties now completely soaked. You could feel your come running down your hips and back side. Joe looked you up and down admiring his work with a cheeky grin.

“Best be getting this dirty girl cleaned up I think.”

[fanficriter]

can u do kaidou shun dating hcs!?!?!?

UM YES I LOVE HIM????

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Dating Kaidou Shun

Warnings - None

Characters - Kaidou Shun

Gender neutral reader

Notes - Sorry this is a bit short, I’m a bit sick atm

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- If you dress in Emo/Gothic clothes, expect him to fall for you like 10 times faster

- When he finally asked you out, he slide you one of those notes with the little yes or no checkboxes down the bottom

- He is definitely scared if the dark, he won’t admit it

- “The Jet Black Wings is scared of nothing! C-could you turn the light back on though?”

- He loves it when you play along with his little fantasies, it makes him feel loved

- LOVES physical affection!! But he does get very shy, especially when it’s in public

- Very shy when it comes to kisses. He will give you a peck on the lips and run away blushing

- If you surprise him with a kiss, he kinda just stands there for a moment, trying to figure out what just happened

- He is a clingy little shit tbh

- Loves cuddling with you sm

- He also love quality time, he’s inviting you everywhere everyday at all times

- Study sessions together always 🙏🙏

- If his mum likes you, expect home cooked meals every time you come over

- Literally is a shaking, nervous ball when meeting your parents

- “I promise to take care of them! I-indubitably!!”

- Your parents love him

- I feel like he really good with kids, so if you have younger siblings, they absolutely adore him

- Every time he comes over they will run up and hug him

- You feel like they love him more than you atp

- Has a huge hero complex, so he will protect you from all the bullies! But your usually the one whose protecting him…

- When his classmates make fun of him for talking about Dark Reunion, your always there to comfort him

- He doesn’t know how to swim, so you teach him. He tries to act tough though the whole thing

- “If I released my full power in the water… i’d course a tsunam- Y/N HELP IM DROWNING”

- For your birthday he always has a homemade present and a 10 page essay for a card

- He was definitely a night core kid

- Angel with a shotgun is HIS JAM (me to)

- He uses emoticon while texting

- “Hey angel! ^_^ Do u want to go get ramen with me tmrw? o(｀ω´ )o”

- Can also speak irl with them??? He just does it and no one says anything about it

- Your name is his phone is definitely something like ‘My Fallen angel’ or ‘My Queen/King of Darkness’

- Is oddly good at singing?

- Every time he’s in the shower you hear him having his own little concerts

- He’s insanely talented at eyeliner

- Will sit in your lap and do yours if you let him

- MATCHING HALLOWEEN COSTUMES ARE A MUST!!!

- This could very from being bacon and eggs, to being undead lovers, he doesn’t care! As long as he gets to look cute with you, he’s up for anything!

- He’s always talking about you to his friends

- “Me and Y/n went to the movie theatre yesterday!!”

- “Check you this cool ring Y/n got for me!

- “Did you see Y/n’s outfit today?”

- Your his first real partner, and he loves you a lot. You guys are always looking after each other!

- Also he’s a twilight fanboy so you have a twilight wedding 🙏🙏

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I love Kaidou Shun goodnight tumblr (´-ω-`)

[laiosynth]

transfem kuai liang headcanon

hi. as a precursor to this whole post, i'm going to give the forwarning that i am absolutely batshit insane about this. if one could call an avid fan of something 'down the rabbit hole', then i am in the core of the fucking planet of this. i am thinking about her at all hours of the day. i have a several thousand WC braindump doc that i still need to elaborate on. with that said, if you're willing to give a look-see, jump down the rabbit hole with me as i give you the rundown.

i have many, many, many words about her. many of them. but i'll try to summarize my reasoning for this particular headcanon because it's actually much much deeper than the initial vibes.

THE DEEPER REASONING

kuai as a character seems really closed-off and disconnected. especially when we first meet him. he's duty first, no-nonsense. he's quiet. and then we get to know him more, and to know bi-han more, and there's this... sense of unease, somewhat? like bi-han, we can see that he is standing on firm foundations of his ideals. we know what he wants. we know who he is. he stays true to these ideals, even by betraying his brothers to join the side of shang tsung and quan chi. he is a character who knows what he wants and we can predict his actions based on it. on the other hand, in contrast, kuai liang seems almost... unstable, in a sense, and adrift. we only really get to know the fact that he valued his father's teachings. and bi-hans betrayal seems to throw him even more adrift.

and being adrift and unstable on his foundations is a trait i see VERY often in my own experience and in the experience of my transfem friends (and here we hit my biggest point on why i headcanon kuai liang as transfem-- the sheer number of parallels between his story and trans experiences).

when bi-han betrays the lin kuei, and in turn, kuai and smoke, kuai has no issues taking down SEVERAL fighters along with general shao-- and you can sense the rage that fuels it (yet another parallel with trans experience). that feeling of 'i put faith in you, i trusted you,', and in this case, 'i followed you, i am who i am because of you, i changed myself for you, and you repay me with this?'

it's unbelievable pain and anger and betrayal, and though he eventually calms enough that he goes back to his quiet, calculative self, it's earth-shaking. this parallels a lot of the feeling, in the trans experience, of the betrayal you feel when your loved ones, the ones you trusted, you changed yourself for, turn to transphobia and terf rhetoric. turn to the beliefs you know hurt people (earthrealm, or your trans friends) and hurt you, and make you their new target.

i'm sad we don't get much focus on kuai liang after that chapter of the story-- i'd pay good money to get an expansion of his story. we know at the very least that he goes on with smoke to form the shirai ryu, and train the young hanzo hasashi, but that tells us nothing, so i don't have a lot to work with. but that gives a lot of wiggle room when making guesses at his character.

reviewing what we know, i reiterate that parallels make kuai liang's character incredibly readable as trans-coded. and i will say now that i know nothing about him screams 'fem!', but i see his character as transfem because of other things-- once again, parallels. kuai liang, as a character, is very clearly honor-driven. he values, above all, his family. his lost father, his bonds with his brothers. his clan. and on top of that, none of his character reads... as 'man' to me. kuai just doesn't read as someone who identifies with a man to me. by that, i mean that he does not seem... comfortable or confident in his masculinity. and that disconnect, once again, is a DIRECT parallel to trans experiences.

THE FUN STUFF

ok now that i've gotten that out of my system i can tell you about the more fun headcanons i have around her heheh

uses she/he pronouns

smoke gave her a golden scorpion-shaped hair claw and she uses it ALL THE TIME.

she likes to wear eyeliner in everyday life and do fancy eyeliner for battle

he and smoke have bonding time while smoke braids her hair. she very frequently falls asleep during braiding time.

smoke is also her biggest supporter, but hanzo is very frequently fighting for the title.

i will be adding more as i think about it. this is all for today. i hope you enjoyed this post. ok byeeeee

[astraltrickster]

I feel there's a disconnect between trends in kids' and teenagers' interests and skills as analyzed and reported by teachers and other people who work with kids and teenagers extensively, how those reports are read by adults who DON'T work with kids and teenagers other than perhaps their own, and how those reports are interpreted by the kids and teenagers.

I can't help but suspect that this is a major factor at the core of the perennial problem of generational disconnect.

For example, let's look at the declining rate of casual PC usage and basic PC skills.

What a teacher might say: "I teach a high school class using xyz computer software and it's worrying me that over the last several years, out of every class, there have been at least a small handful of students who don't know how folders work, or how to use a physical keyboard, or who send cell phone photos of their screens as "screenshots", and hell, some don't even know the difference between a laptop and a desktop computer. This wasn't nearly as common ~10 years ago. The system for the years before mine used to teach more of the basics, and now I'm seeing evidence that just expecting people to get it on their own isn't working, and that's a problem."

The reality that this statement is about: A decline from a basic computer literacy rate of (just as an example, absolutely not to be taken as an objective fact) 90% to 80% and even sharper at intermediate to advanced levels, starting with the most underprivileged, in a world where PC usage is still critical for a huge chunk of the professional world, is a VERY bad sign. It represents technical knowledge becoming more and more of a class divider, in a way that has the potential to snowball. We're still in early stages, and it's FAR from being the fault of the ~10% of kids who would have been taught computer basics if they'd been born 10-15 years prior, but it IS real and it shows that we need to make formal classes in PC basics more normal and accessible again, instead of just expecting people to pick it up by osmosis, because that experiment isn't working.

What entirely too many adults hear: Generations Z and alpha are stupid spoiled idiots about technology who don't know computer, they only know how to app store, TikTok, selfie, eat hot chip, and lie! Which is their own fault, obviously. If they just paid attention to their teachers instead of Instagram and Twitter everything would be fine!

What teenagers hear: Man, adults just loooove to look at the teenagers who are doing the worst and make shit up about the downfall of society or whatever, meanwhile all my friends and I know how to use a computer, the only problem is a bunch of old fuddy-duddies talking shit about how back in their day they had to walk 15 miles in the snow uphill both ways just to go to the bathroom, AGAIN.

Because it's hard to see the a pattern like this, especially in fairly early stages, as a matter of statistics. Humans kind of suck at intuiting statistics. We want hard and fast rules. As far as our brains often see it, anything with a probability over 50% is a certainty; anything under 50% is an impossibility. If you're in a room of 10 people, and you ask who doesn't know the basics of a computer, it won't make much difference whether one person raises their hand, or two - either way, if you throw a paper ball at a random person, you're far more likely to hit someone who can install a program than someone who can't. Meanwhile, if you ask all the people in several of those 10-person groups who raised their hands to go to another room, and you see twice as many people as 5 years ago, it's easy to think that NO ONE knows how to use a computer anymore. Whichever side you look at, it's black and white. Either nearly everyone knows how to use a computer, or nearly no one does; it's black and white. Easy numbers. Comfortable.

So far distorted from the realities that created the numbers that it might as well be from an alien planet.

And thus, not only do a lot of people end up not seeing the problem for what it is, but people just end up having pointless fights over which of those black-and-white views is correct, because according to immediate intuitive monkey-brain, it CAN'T be somewhere in the middle. It's very hard to truly, deeply recognize the fact that "most young people still have basic computer literacy" and "the number of young people who DON'T have the skills they need to compete in a tech-oriented professional world is increasing at an alarming rate" can both be true statements at the same time.

Now let's just ask ourselves, how many OTHER trends and shifts across generations have we fallen into the trap of talking about like this?