#for anyone wondering he has a better relationship with her because they haven't lived in the same state for like 50 years

[thanakite]

My uncle apparently told my aunt (who we don't really have a lot to do with anymore because she's incredibly toxic and we've been the bigger people for like decades now and she's only gotten worse) about my recent ER visit, and DESPITE the fact that he definitely had all the info on it since my dad and I both texted him updates he gives her NONE of that info and is just like "You should call or text her [me] and ask about it!"

Like this man is completely aware that we want very little to do with this aunt (his and my dad's sister) but he did this anyway

🤦🤦‍♂️🤦

Threw me right under the bus

[jewishcissiekj]

hi let's talk about her

Honestly I have so much to say about her. so much. so here's some of it

-Asajj (NOT VENTRESS THAT'S HER LAST NAME ISTG PEOPLE JUST HATE USING HER ACTUAL NAME AND IDK WHY I GUESS IT'S A COOL NAME BUT ASAJJ IS ALSO A COOL NAME AND)

-Asajj was last seen in canon in the Dark Disciple novel. Where she died. I would never recommend that book to anyone so if you haven't read it yet please don't. In short, after becoming a Bounty Hunter in The Clone Wars she grew out her hair, got a cool yellow Lightsaber and for some reason teamed up with Quinlan Vos to try and kill Dooku. They didn't manage to do it. And Asajj died (was fridged) trying to protect Quinlan. The Bad Batch will not contradict that, as was said by the creators. So this is just a summary for anyone who hasn't read it because I wholeheartedly believe that book is bad

-I have not watched a single Bad Batch episode in my life. As a disclaimer. I started the first one, watched their TCW arc and saw memes screenshots clips and spoilers but I do not know this show. I will watch it now that Asajj's there tho

-She does not have the same outfit anymore! It's a change, and we haven't gotten a clear look at her new design so idk how to judge it yet. Might be to look less recognizable, but it has a very different vibe than any of her prior outfits. There's a leftover shoulder pad and probably some other stuff from her last design but I feel like they kinda clash with the new one and tbb's design language in general. The Bounty Hunter look has a very TCWish feel to it and this one is a sharp turn in another, much more casual direction. I'm not inherently against it but I guess we'll see how it looks in action soon

-In my opinion the hair looks like shit. I don't think she should have hair ever. I don't understand why she can't be bald. Why is she bald when she's evil and has hair when she's a padawan (good) and when she is "redeemed"? guess we'll never know. It's a leftover from the cancelled Dark Disciple TCW arc design (and the Dark Disciple cover and promotional material ofc) and it's bad if you ask me but to each their own and if you like it good for you

-Her Lightsaber!!!!! Same case as the hair in terms of irl development but I like it so much better. The yellow just fits her character and it's pretty. Would love for her to find another one and get back to dual-wielding (I know that won't happen)

-The bag and pouches make me so happy as a design element do you think she carries a (tooka) cat in there

-Now, visually she looks great and the animation style is smoother and nicer than TCW (as is the quality), but what about the direction the character's going in? I didn't like her being dead before, but I felt like it was somewhat better than her being shoved into being a cameo character in new content. If you can't touch her after a certain point, you also can't mess her up. But I do wonder where they're going with her. A few questions:

-Asajj in canon is a directionless character. Also, a partially nonsensical and inconsistent character in her choices and storylines. I've talked about it a lot but in short she just feels messy. What's her purpose in life? Her motive? Her origin story doesn't really make sense, even. She's a Bounty Hunter, sure, but why? If all she wants is revenge on Dooku and maybe money (which was pretty much the case in Dark Disciple), what's she doing after the Empire? And more importantly, why?

-Obviously, the question I haven't asked yet because I don't like it: How the fuck is she alive? Nightsisters have a weird relationship with death but seriously, how?

-She's a Force User after the Rise of the Empire now, so what does he do about that? Is she founding The Path? Fucking around and finding out? Making a not-Jedi-not-Sith order with other force users she finds? Is the Empire after her? Do they know she's live?

-What about her girlfriend? Is Latts Razzi safe? Is she alright?

-Why is she in The Bad Batch show? Are we making her into a cameo character or is there a purpose? Why'd they bring her back? For fun? What is she doing after the show? Floating in dead space? Cameo-ing? Will we have a book?

-OK enough for tonight but if we see Quinlan Vos in the show I'll become violent (/neg). We probably will (he might just get mentioned idk).

[romeulusroy]

Succession Preference: Dating A Famous Singer

Requested: Can I request a preference where the Roy siblings are dating a famous singer? - anon

A/N: I hope you like it my love!!! Thank you for requesting it!!! Feedback is always appreciated 💜💜💜

Connor has no idea what you're going on about. He is very disconnected from any industry, but especially the music industry. The only new artist he listens to you and that's because you play live for him so that he doesn't have to figure out Spotify or Youtube or anything like that lol. Depending on the genre, he might not totally be into it, but overall he loves it because you made it. He tries to go to as many shows as possible and proudly shows off his VIP status so that he can get backstage to see you, always with a bouquet of flowers to congratulate you on another wonderful performance. When you career really takes off and you need to go on tour across the country/world, he's there right beside you, the whole time. He couldn't be prouder of everything you've accomplished.

Kendall listens to all types of music, so whatever genre you sing, he loves. You always get embarrassed realizing he's listening to you. Turn that off! You laugh, fighting with him over his phone. He sings you your own lyrics too, loving how you get all embarrassed. Really, he's so proud of your career. You've worked so hard and put in so much time and effort. He's never known anyone so hardworking. He was there when you were singing at bars and open mics, frustrated, close to giving up. Now you've got thousands of fans, him included. He helps you with new songs and talks to anyone who will listen about you. He loves going to your concerts and blushes every time you dedicate your songs to him. He doesn't care what his father says, that it's not a real job, a real career. He loves you and he loves your music. You love it and that's what matters.

Shiv she's so funny I love her loves to support you, but mostly from a distance. For a few years now, every few months, you've been on tour. That means different time zones, that means face timing and calling when you're both free, that means a lot of night spent in an empty bed. You know she's busy, that she can't just drop everything to fly across the world, and neither can you. It puts a strain on your relationship, but you try to lessen it as best you can. She listens to all your music and is the first in the room to proudly proclaim that yes, she is your girlfriend. When you two get together, you're all praise for the other. You, a rock-star, selling out millions of albums. Shiv, a political firecracker ready to take over as CEO. You're a power couple. She loves most to listen to you practice new songs and try out new lyrics, listening from outside the room, the sound of your voice taking away all her stress. She fell in love with that voice.

Roman baby boy stays as far from the spotlight as possible. Your relationship isn't really public. Not that you meet in secret, but your dates are typically quieter and far from where the paparazzi can reach you. You wish he wouldn't be so shy when it came to your relationship, but you understand why. Fans are constantly shipping you with other artists, with friends, with band mates. He'd rather not get caught in the middle of that. He listens to your music a lot when he's by himself and of course has all kinds of jokes for you. Did you know that you and Harry Styles are allegedly dating? I hope he's a better kisser than I am. You and your drummer have been hooking up this entire time, haven't you? If you're not doing them, then I will soon. You know he's only kidding, telling him to shut up. You're with him, you choose him, end of story. When you're not home with him, performing or on tour, he definitely uses your music as a comfort.

[catt-leya]

Over Again (18+) || Rick Grimes

Summary: Rick hasn't brought you to orgasm in weeks and you've just been faking it for him. After he catches you with a vibrator, he shows you how many times he can make you come.

Sighing, I lean against the shelf behind me and wait for Josie to gather the last few things from the list.

Glenn has sent us into town to go to the drugstore and pick up a few things, which is working out great so far. We haven't had any problems getting here and nothing has been going on here either, but still I can't wait to finally get out of here and head back to Alexandria.

Of course I enjoy doing runs like this and want to do my part for our community, but I'm also excited to be back in my boyfriend's arms and just hear his heartbeat.

At the thought of Rick, I close my eyes and take a deep breath before calling out to Josie, "Are you ready?"

I get a muffled, "A little while."

Not knowing which department she's in, I in turn look around at the shelf in front of me.

A smile steals onto my face as I see all the empty rows of condoms in front of me and roll my eyes. Of course, you'd hardly find anything like that on a shelf anymore, and if you want to have sex, you have to live with the risk of getting pregnant these days.

At the very beginning of my relationship with Rick, we still had a couple of condoms and also stuck to what was hammered into my head in sex ed, but eventually we couldn't find any more and talked about whether we would both take the risk. Both he and I are aware of what we're doing, and I'm sure we're not the only couple to act this way.

Lazily, my gaze wanders further over the shelf and I get stuck on a small row of pink vibrators.

I quickly look around to make sure Josie isn't somewhere in sight and then take a step towards the shelf.

It's not as cleared out as the condoms, but a few people have grabbed here as well. I too reach for a pack and bite my lower lip as I think about putting it in my backpack.

I haven't talked to anyone about it, but the last few times Rick slept with me, I didn't get to the end.

I'm even ashamed of myself for pretending to Rick that I had the sex of my life. It's also not like he's not trying or only looking out for himself and I still think he's as hot as he was in the beginning, but somehow a certain heat has been lost between us and I don't dare approach him about it after my acting.

I wonder if maybe I could bring myself to orgasm and then it could work out better with Rick.

I'm still staring at the package in my hand when I hear Josie's voice a few rows ahead, "I'm done. Let's get out of here."

Hectically, without giving it another thought, I stuff the vibrator into my backpack and stumble out of the aisle. Not that I don't trust Josie, but I'm sure she'd have another line in store making fun of my old boyfriend for not being able to give it to me properly and I really don't need that right now.

My face must have turned red with stress and my best friend frowns in irritation, "What happened to you?"

Much too quickly, I reply, "Nothing."

Confused, she leans over to look down the hallway I came from, but when she sees nothing she shrugs and mutters something about, "You're getting weird."

Gently, I push her out of the drugstore by the shoulders and she giggles, "Yeah yeah, I'm going."

+++

Quietly, I close the door to Rick and my bedroom and lean against it. The walk back from the drugstore also went without a hitch and when we dropped everything off I told Josie I was tired and was going to lay down.

When I saw Rick and Daryl sitting on the patio, it was a load off my mind because the evenings between the two of them always last a long time and Rick always comes to bed to me late at night.

That's why I just gave him a little kiss and wished them a nice evening before I disappeared into the bedroom.

My excitement increases by the second as I pull the vibrator out of my backpack and the package lies heavy in my hand.

I disengage from the door and go into the adjoining bathroom to retrieve my possible happiness from the package and wash it off.

Gently, I slide in the enclosed batteries and take a deep breath as I check to see if it's working. The vibration coursed through my entire body and I closed my eyes in anticipation.

Without further ado, I take off my shorts and panties from my legs. I put my new colleague on the bed and take off my top that I replaced with one of Rick's shirts and then let myself fall on the bed.

With the vibrator in my hand, I lie on my back and close my eyes.

The shirt gapes open and I let the tip of the toy slide between my breasts. Slowly I continue down and gently circle my belly button and place my free hand on one breast.

In my mind's eye I see not my own hands on my body, but Rick's and I moan softly as I pinch my own nipple. Rick is an incredibly great and gentle man, but I wish he would grip harder, that he would push me to my limits.

As if of its own accord, my hand slides between my legs with the toy and I gasp in surprise at how easily the vibrator slides into me through my wetness.

I play with my nipple and turn on the vibrator with shaky fingers. Immediately I rebel and Rick blue eyes appear in my mind's eye. It's almost ridiculous how much I love this man and I moan his name softly.

I can hardly believe it when I realize how the vibrator is carrying me to my orgasm and I keep emitting soft sounds that alternate between "Oh my God" and "Rick".

My movements are becoming more and more uncoordinated and I can practically feel my release already, that's when I hear Rick's voice in the room, "And is it fun?"

As if on cue, the orgasm is gone and I tear open my eyes in panic.

Grinning, my boyfriend stands in the doorway and leans against the frame.

The whole situation is too embarrassing for me in front of him that I pull his shirt together over my body and press my legs, which I had pushed wide apart, together again.

I press the vibrator to my side so he can't see it and hope he thinks I was just fingering myself while he was busy. With hot cheeks I ask, "How long have you been standing there?"

I didn't hear him come in, but it must also be said that I had minimally more important things to do than pay attention to my surroundings.

Still in the doorway, his gaze slides over my body, "Alex asked Daryl for something and that's why he had to go. I thought you were asleep and wanted to pour myself another whiskey downstairs and head to the patio so I wouldn't disturb you. Then downstairs I heard you calling for me so I went up and see you fucking yourself with a vibrator and moaning my name over and over, I couldn't help but watch a little, sorry."

So he did see the vibraator after all. Sighing, I stare at the ceiling and mutter, "Can we pretend you didn't see that?"

I hear him stifle a laugh and then approach me and sit down next to me on our bed, "Trust me, I won't be able to forget that sight in my lifetime."

Under my lashes, I look up at him as he takes the hem of the shirt I'm wearing between his fingers and says, still smiling, "You could have just asked me. Not that I mind you wanting to have a little extra fun, but I would have loved to help you."

Bad conscience gnaws at me as I think about how I was closer to an orgasm with the vibrator than I have been with Rick in the last few weeks.

He frowns, and I know he sees something in my face he doesn't like as he asks me, "What's wrong?"

God, why does it feel like I'm cheating? I can't look him in the face and say everything is fine. I just can't and it's unfair to him.

Except I can't look at him as I whisper, "I...shit...I'm sorry...but I took the vibrator because I...you know...wanted to cum."

Gently, he wraps his fingers around my chin and forces me to look into as he says, "I think I already realize that, which was your goal. I just don't understand why you can't even look at me and look like you want to disappear into thin air."

My heart tightens as I sigh softly, "Rick, I'm so sorry, but I lied to you."

Rick's hand slips off my chin and I can literally see a huge question mark forming on his face and I whisper, "If we had sex, I lied to you. I didn't want you to feel bad and I pretended I came and I was afraid to tell you afterwards. I thought if I could get myself to come I would be able to come with you and that's why I took the vibrator and didn't ask you to come up to me. I'm sorry."

He blinks silently several times before asking tonelessly, "You were just pretending and now you're apologizing for my inability to bring my girlfriend to orgasm?"

Hectically, I shake my head and want to reach for his hand, but he stands up and puts some space between us before looking down at me, "But that's how it is. Every time I'm the happiest man in the world when you let me sleep with you and want you to enjoy the time too and all the while you're just doing me a favor and I'm too stupid to see it. Shit, do you even want me anymore?"

I open my mouth but he's not done yet, "I can't stand it when you're unhappy because of me and when you'd rather...I don't know...try yourself with others..." 

Before he can finish the sentence I jump up and cover his mouth. I don't care that the shirt is gaping open again and look him in the face, "I never said that and I don't want you to think something like that even one more time. You're all I want, Rick. No one else and I love sleeping with you, just to see how good it can be for you."

Gently, I pull my hand from his mouth and stand on my tiptoes to wrap my arms around his neck.

His eyes move to my lips and I whisper, "Do you know what I was thinking about when I touched myself?"

Silently, he shakes his head and I lean forward to brush feather-lightly over his soft lips, "About you. Only of you. The way your hands feel on my skin and the way your eyes light up when you have me naked beneath you."

Slowly, life comes back into Rick's body and he rests his hands on my naked hip, "Then tell me what you need, princess."

My heart hammers hard against my ribcage as I breathe, "You. I need you and I want you to dominate me."

Rick's whole body tenses and he puts a hand on the back of my neck and pulls me slightly away from him, "You want to submit to me?"

I'm a little surprised when I see the greedy glint in his eyes.

Rick is in himself, an alpha male as they come, but in the bedroom he is irritatingly soft and gentle at times. Not that it's a bad thing, and I love every trait about him, it's just that I'd love to have him in bed the way he handles his enemies: cocky and dominant. 

Blinking, I nod and he straightens up to his full height, clearly towering over me.

The way he looks down at me sends a shiver down my spine and he says in a firm voice, "You're going to beg me today not to come anymore."

My abdomen tightens in anticipation and expectantly I let him push me back onto the bed.

Waiting, I sit down on the bed and want to put the vibrator down on the floor because I'm firmly convinced I definitely won't need it today, but Rick shakes his head, "Pick up where you left off."

Irritated, I look up at him, "What for?"

He crosses his arms in front of his chest and growls, "Don't ask and do what I want you to do."

At first I flinch, but also have to squeeze my legs together at his tone.

Slowly, I move onto the bed and lean against the pillows on the side of my head. Rick follows my every move and his chest rises jerkily as I reach for the vibrator.

I hesitantly spread my legs and pause as Rick opens his shirt and brushes it off his shoulders before walking around the bed and stopping when he can see right between my legs.

I know he can see me perfectly and I just stare at him.

He's so gorgeous it hurts.

My hesitation causes him to raise his eyebrows and prop himself up on the bed between my legs, "What did I say?"

The shirt I'm wearing slips off my shoulders and I let the vibrator slide inside me. I moan softly and want to press my legs together out of reflex, but Rick kneels between my legs so that my knees hold against his broad shoulders.

I do what he said and he kisses my right thigh.

The vibration inside me makes me barely think straight, but his bare skin between my legs and feather-light touches make me go crazy.

I haven't been this horny in weeks, and I gasp his name as he leans down, his warm breath meeting the wetness between my legs as more and more comes from the vibrator and my own hand.

Desperate to feel his lips on me, I push my hips toward him, but he just says arrogantly, "You came here to get it yourself. I just want to see how it goes."

A "shit" slips from my lips and I try to reach for him with my free hand, but he hisses, "No."

Groaning, I lay my head back on my neck, "Please, Rick."

Light as a feather, he runs his hand over my hand holding the vibrator, "Help yourself."

The plan was good before Rick got this close to me and I look to him with a veiled gaze.

His gaze is fixed firmly on the toy I keep pushing inside me and his hair hangs low on his face.

Slowly I look to his chest, which is defined and covered with gray hair.

I look from his flat stomach to his pants, which show a distinct bulge, and whimper, "I want you."

Grinning, he looks me in the face, "Oh yeah?"

I slide the vibrator inside me and nod.

That's when he puts his hand firmly on mine and squeezes. He pushes the toy deeper and firmly into me and my legs tighten around his shoulders and my mouth opens without me making a sound.

Determined, he pushes my hand away and reaches for the vibrator inside me himself and my heart stops. Cockily he asks, "Is this what you want? For me to take you like this?"

He slides over me and puts his lips on my erect nipples and I moan, "Oh God, I'm cumming. Oh God."

My legs start to shake and I dig my fingers into his hair and that's the moment he pulls the vibrator out of me and slides his fingers inside me instead.

My whole body presses against his and I come whimpering and twitching around his long fingers.

After several long weeks, this is my first orgasm and it's incredible how strongly I respond and how long I cling to his hand between my legs until the last wave dies and I can breathe again.

Rick looks up at me and says, "Turn around."

I can barely think straight and can only bring myself to say, "Hmmmm," and when I don't show any other reaction either, he sits up and grabs my waist, forcing me to turn onto my stomach as he hisses, "You do what I say as soon as I say it. Got it?"

My face and breasts are buried in the pillows and my butt is sticking up. Though I can barely stay on my feet, I moan a "yes" and my whole body almost gives out as he pushes my knees further apart and I think about how he sees me right now: My middle presenting itself to him between my legs and me completely defenseless and weak on my knees.

His hand strokes my butt and I feel how close he is behind me as he smugly says, "Will you make your legs even wider for me?"

His hand slides to my thighs, "I can see you dripping on the bed." And then strokes through the wetness between my legs, "How about my cum dripping out of you?"

I groan and push myself towards him as he continues to tease, "Would you like that?"

Muffled by the pillows, I whimper miserably, "Oh God, yes please."

His hands settle on my thighs and he says harshly, "You'll have to earn it."

I'm about to ask what I should do when I feel his tongue in just the right place. Again and again his beard scratches over my sensitive skin and as I gasp his name, he moans against my wetness himself.

I'm so sensitive that I barely need more to come again and instead of fucking me properly he continues to lick me and I want to move away from him because it's anything but pleasurable, but he murmurs, "You wanted to come, princess. Now take it and behave."

His fingers dig into my skin and there's nothing I can do but squirm, whimpering, and come one more time and he gasps, "Good girl."

As soon as he lets go of my legs, I plop down on my stomach and could fall asleep right then and there, but just like he promised, he's not done with me yet.

The mattress moves as he stands up and I hear him unzip his pants and they land thudding on the floor.

I wince violently as he strokes my head before demanding, "Up."

Sluggishly, I sit up and my gaze falls directly on his cock, which is more than ready to be inside me, and as he in turn lies down on the bed, I know exactly what he wants from me. But I shake my head, "Rick, I really can't stay on top of you."

There's no way I could ride him. Not after three orgasms.

But he grabs my hand and pulls me on top of him without pity and lifts me up with ease to put me on his cock without a second thought.

I am sore and completely exhausted but to be used by him like this is incredible.

To support myself I put my hands flat on his chest and watch his face as he pulls himself together as he breathes, "You come one more time and then I'll stop."

He thrusts his hips at me and tears come to my eyes as he brushes my little bundle of nerves through it, but he pays little attention.

I'm infinitely grateful to him, though, for keeping his hands on my hips and helping me get up again and again.

With each thrust he makes, I see his self-control fade and his pink lips open. They're shiny and I can't tell if he's licked over them or if that's still my wetness.

I want to know and bend over to kiss him hard on the lips as he presses my hips harder and more uncoordinated.

Unwillingly, my innermost keeps contracting as he does so, and he moans, "Now."

Crying and gasping, I come around his hard cock, which twitches and spills inside me.

Weakly I fall onto his chest and whisper a "Thank you" as I kiss him on the chest.

Gently he strokes my hair, "Promise me something?"

Wearily I nod and he says, "Promise me you'll never lie to me about something like that again."

Smiling, I breathe, "I promise." And mean it.

@livandar @hail-yourselves @mrsxreeves @chanlvr2 @criminalwalkingsupernatural @sunshinevirus

[wordbunch]

Their love song (Taylor Swift edition) > The Rings of Power characters

a/n: welcome to my little self-indulgent celebration of 700 followers! 🥳 EVEN IF you're not a fan/don't know the songs, I hope you can still like and support this fic - a lot of time and love went into it! and by all means come talk to me about it or suggest your own songs! love you all so much and thank you for reading my stories and being a wonderful community 💕

HALBRAND ♡ cruel summer

Please look at these lyrics and tell me it isn't just perfect for him!! You never really planned on falling for him, ever, but alas, something captivated you - his eyes looking down on you from a height difference, the way he seemed to understand you more than anyone else in certain moments, and how he was adamant to be around you. He was very cocky and confident when you admitted it at last.

ARONDIR ♡ peace

Maybe you come from different backgrounds, but there is nothing that you wouldn't do for each other. He is very protective of you, but he is also cautious because he never wants you to be in danger because of him. Although your relationship can be judged negatively, the only important thing is what the two of you feel for one another - true love.

ELENDIL ♡ labyrinth

Things haven't exactly been easy after his wife suddenly died, and he had mixed feelings about moving on; somehow, with you it was kind of effortless and unexpectedly natural. He struggled with it within himself for some time, but you were understanding and supportive the whole time, and he began feeling much better when he accepted his developing feelings for you.

CELEBRIMBOR ♡ lover

Honestly, he kind of is a magnetic force, and he would also be a total romantic to his partner and spoil them in so many ways. Admittedly, he's lived through a lot of things and challenges, but ending up with you seemed like a reward at the end of everything, and he never wants to let you go.

GALADRIEL ♡ daylight

She certainly has her struggles and her mind can be a very occupied place, so she really didn't expect to find captivating romantic love among all the mess. You bring brightness and warmth to her life like nobody else, and she lights up when she is around you, especially when the two of you are alone.

ISILDUR ♡ blank space

He is still quite young and impulsive, and everything else that comes with it, and also naturally curious and a bit of a troublemaker - never a dull moment. When you two first met, you didn't think it would go anywhere, but quickly you fell for his reckless charm, and decided to give it a go anyways. It's a passionate and unpredictable relationship which can end at any time, but he is so wrapped around your finger that you highly doubt it.

VALANDIL ♡ sparks fly

He is also crazy, young and exciting, but something won't let you let him go. He is aware of his strengths and he knows how to play them exactly right to keep you on your toes and crazy about him. Maybe it isn't the most stable of relationships, but hey, as long as you're having a good time!

GIL-GALAD ♡ gorgeous

He is so royal and classy and naturally, captivated your attention within mere seconds in his presence. At first you might have been a little intimidated (who wouldn't be?) and you had mixed feelings within yourself - he surely already had someone, so you decided it would be best to wait for him to approach you. Years and years later, you both like to jokingly reminisce on those moments.

BRONWYN ♡ new year's day

Life can be tough, and people can be difficult to deal with, but the two of you have each other's back through it all. While you have your arguments and disagreements occasionally, and maybe someone judges your relationship, at the end of the day there is nobody else that the two of you would rather share your troubles with.

ELROND ♡ you are in love

This sweet soul had to get this song assigned to him! Your love bloomed steadily over centuries of close friendship and understanding, you shared a quiet, unspoken bond, and it was just the most natural thing ever. It eventually became difficult to pinpoint when exactly it turned into something more than platonic, because for so long it had been the two of you together, side by side.

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[kai29haavertz]

It's About Time

WC: 3.5k

Summary: Your in love with your best friend, but he's in a dedicated relationship. Trouble ensues after a Chelsea game.

Genre: Fluff, light (if you could even call it that) angst, it's really hust two idiots pinning for each other.

fem reader, implied german reader but you can skip over that, it's like three lines referencing it.

Don't think they're any warnings, but it was horribly proofread so just keep that in mind.

The first time you met his girlfriend you didn't know what to expect. 

A part of you wanted her to be the best person possible for Kai. But another part of you, the small part of you that has loved him since you were kids, wanted her to be just even a little bit mean. Because then you could have justifications for your reservations towards their relationship. You wouldn't want to break them up. Even on the off chance she was mean, she made Kai happy. But at least you would have a justification and would feel better about feeling jealous of their new relationship. 

But that wasn't the case. 

When you met Sloane, she was anything but mean to you. She was the sweetest person and showed a genuine interest in your life, and that's better than any of his previous girls. But now you didn't have a reason to be disappointed about their relationship. How could you when she was everything Kai deserved in someone? She’s a gorgeous business owner who lived an hour or so from their hometown, sweeter than spice, and loved football. And on top of all that, his teammates adore her. When Kai invited Sloane to her first Chelsea game as a WAG, where you also met her for the first time, you could tell the boys loved her from the start. And it wasn't all of them thinking she was gorgeous, though some of those thoughts definitely were present in some of the teammate's heads. But regardless, they thought she was the best and perfect for Kai. 

Though after you first met Sloane, Kai of course had to ask for your input. He did that with everything, saying your opinion mattered the most to him. As much as you wanted to be the one in Sloane's position, you couldn't ruin their relationship, so you did the only thing you could do in that situation. 

"I adore her, she's so sweet and I think she's perfect for you." You assured him with a smile that didn't quite reach your eyes. But the lighting was dim at Ben's house so you prayed to anyone who was listening that he couldn't see through the facade you put up for him. You did think Sloane was wonderful, that wasn't a lie. You just wished it wasn't the two of them dating, but you'd lost your chance. There was a hint of something in his eyes, probably gratitude for your approval. He gave you a hug and whispered something in your ear, but you couldn't quite catch it over the loud music. You just smiled it off and hoped that was an appropriate enough response, you weren't in the mood to hear whatever he said. 

About six months later and their relationship is still going strong. Maybe you haven't moved on from Kai but at the very least you're able to keep your emotions in check. 

You’re at another Chelsea game. Only you and Sloane were here on Kai’s side today, which was a little awkward for you. Usually, his sister or mother were here and would act as a sort of buffer for the two of you. Especially since both Kai’s mom and sister have caught on at least a little bit about your slight crush on Kai. Thankfully, neither of them has really called you out on it besides a couple of comments and facial expressions here and there.  

But today it was just Sloane and you, and quite frankly, you weren’t sure what to do. Conversations between the two of you weren’t awkward per se, but they didn’t flow as if the both of you have been friends forever.  

Before the game starts Sloane suggests that you should get a drink with her. You both make small talk at the bar. You ask her about her business and how it’s going, and she asks you about the latest thing you’ve been designing for adidas. Like you said, she tries to take a genuine interest in your life and that makes it ten times harder to dislike them. It’s impossible. She flips her blonde face away from her head and has a more serious expression on her face.  

“So, you and Kai have been friends for a while, right?” The question catches you off guard. What prompted her to ask this? Have you been less stealthy about your crush? Or was she just curious. You had a sneaking suspicion that she wasn’t just asking out of curiosity. 

“Yes, we have. We met in primary school; we started becoming friends a couple months after I moved into the neighborhood. And I guess from there we just formed an unbreakable friendship.” You shrug it off, hoping that’s the end of that. You love talking about Kai but you’re afraid this conversation may soon turn into an interrogation.  

“Oh okay, that’s cute.” Sloane says off handedly and goes back to sipping her drink. It seems like she’s going to give the conversation a rest when a few minutes later she asks another question. “So, nothing has ever gone on with you and Kai?” You almost spit out your drink. You take a moment to assess her really quickly. Her green eyes are looking everywhere but you. You notice her perfectly manicured nails have almost a death grip on her drink and her hand is shaking ever so slightly.  

“Nothing has ever gone on between the two of us, at least not like that. We’ve just been friends our whole lives. No kiss no nothing.” You try to reassure her. She takes a deep breath, and she visibly relaxes.  

“Okay,” she says more brightly. She talks to you a little bit more about some problems she’s been facing with her business; but the game is about to start and neither of you want to miss Kai or his teammates’ play so she begins to meander her way to her seat.  

“I’ll be there in a moment; I have to take a phone call quickly.” She gives you a thumbs up as you start to walk away.  

Truthfully, you didn’t have to call someone. But you just needed one moment to regain yourself before you go out and spend 90+ minutes with Sloane and hope she doesn’t ask you another question about you and Kai. Nothing has ever gone on but the reminder stings sometimes. Especially with all the times you were close.  

 Last season at some event at one of his teammates' houses, you were both a little tipsier than you should’ve been. But it didn't matter at the time, you were both drunk off of happiness that Chelsea had won again, and Kai had scored a goal. You spent the entire night dancing and you two eventually went over to his house and spent the rest of the evening together. Before the two of you fell asleep you were watching a show in his bedroom with you snuggled up to his side and his arm draped over your shoulder. You felt so safe and protected and loved that in that moment, you swore you were going to pour all your feelings to him. He looked down at you and gave the softest of smiles and you were going to say something.  

 Of course the moment had to be interrupted by a phone call from someone. And that was the end of that. You couldn’t find the courage to do it when he got back so you pretended like you were asleep and left promptly the next morning.  

When you had finally composed yourself you returned to your seat next to Sloane and spent the next 90 minutes cheering for your boys in blue.  

The game told the same story as most of the other games this season. A scoreless tie for Chelsea as they continue to fall down the table. Despite it not being the result they wanted, the boys still wanted to go meet up at Ben’s place and hang out for a little bit. You and Sloane get a text from Kai in groupchat with the three of you inviting you to Ben’s place after.  

 Kai: I might be a bit if you two want to drive over, I’ll meet you there 

Sloane: Sounds good! 

“I can drive you over if you’d like. I know you drove over with Kai.” Sloane’s face lights up.  

 “Of course, thank you so much. I adore Kai but he’s going to be in a bad mood, and I’d rather not wait what could be an eternity for him.” You smile at her, and you lead her over to her car.  

 Ben’s girlfriend opens the door for the both of you.  

 “The boys should be here within the hour, make yourself at home, there are some drinks outside.” Laila offers it to you and Sloane. You grab some soda from outside and curl up on the couch scrolling through TikTok, waiting for everyone.  

By the end of the hour the Chelsea boys start to show up. Kai of course goes over to Sloane and says something in her ear before he makes his way over to you.  

“Not the greatest day at Stamford, was it?” He tries and jokes with you. You turn around and wrap him up in a big hug.  

 “Hey, you played amazing today, I’m sorry the score didn’t turn out the way you wanted it to.” You pull away from him, but he keeps an arm around your shoulder as boys start to talk about random things. It’s oddly intimate considering you’re not his girlfriend and he hasn’t let you leave his side yet. As Kai continues talking to Christian you see Sloane out of the corner of your eye, and you realize this isn’t fair to her. 

 “Excuse me, , I’ll be right back.” You get up rather abruptly and all but sprint past Sloane. She looks at you with something sad in her eyes.  

 You walk into one of Ben’s sitting rooms and shortly after someone joins you.  

 “Oh, hi Christian,” you say surprised. He takes a seat next to you. “Is there anything you need?”  

“When are you and Kai going to sort out your problems?” You almost choke on your drink.  

“I- what?” 

 “You heard me; you guys are perfect for each other and yet you always dance around each other,” he stated as you glare at him.  

 “I’m sorry, but where have you been? If he liked me so much, then why is he dating Sloane?”  

 “Because he thinks he doesn’t have a chance with you.” Your jaw tightens a little. This conversation is beyond stupid, and you do not want to deal with it. You go to get up, but he grabs your arm to prevent you from moving. 

“Well, I certainly don’t have one now because he’s in a relationship and no matter how much I love him I will not get in the middle of it. He is happy with her, and I won’t do anything to damage that.” Christian’s eyes widen at your declaration, and you realize what you said.  

 “I um- well,” you stammer incoherent nonsense.  

 “You guys deserve the world and I'm just so tired of you guys dancing around each other.”  

 “But he’s dating Sloane- “you start to argue.  

 “That relationship can’t last. And between you and me, I know Mason is trying to show that Kai isn’t being fair to Sloane,” he tries to reason with you as you slump back down on the couch. “Just promise me, you’ll shoot your shot when the time comes.”  

 “Fine, but if something bad happens I’m blaming it all on you,” you stated to him, and he just shakes his head at you.  

 “You can do that little German, but I can say with almost a 100% certainty that if they break up and you say something to him, the both of you will be so happy.”  

 He gets up to leave you alone for a bit.  

“Oh and little German? You would make a great WAG. But to be fair, you’re practically one already.” He sees your ears go bright pink at the statement and how your eyes shoot down to the ground to avoid his eye contact. He quietly laughs as he closes the door to leave you be.  

****** 

As the party comes to an end after a couple hours, Kai realizes he hasn’t seen you around since you went to one of the side rooms with Christian on your tail.  

“Ready Sloane?” Kai extends his hand to help Sloane up from the couch so they can get over to his place. He leads her to his car and the ride home is tense and someone could cut a knife through the tension.  

 “Sloane?”  

 “Just drive.” She responds curtly and goes back to staring out the window. After a few minutes she puts in her airpods to signal she doesn’t want to talk to him right now. As he pulls up to his driveway she rushes out of the car and punches the code into his garage. He takes a big sigh before getting out of the car, knowing what is probably to come for him.  

 He walks into his house and sees Sloane pacing around the couches in their living room.  

 “Sloane, love, sit down for me, will you?” She just glares at him before she takes a deep breath.  

“No and you know why? Because ever since we started dating you were attached to her hip, and I tried telling myself that it was just my imagination. And for a while I was able to believe that. But every once in a while something would happen between the two of you that would make me think otherwise.”  

 “Nothing has ever gone on between the two of us,” he tries to protest but the look she sends his way silences him.  

 “You don’t love me, and that’s okay. Maybe it took me a while to accept that but now I can because I just want you happy, and if that’s with her that’s okay.”  

 “Sloane, I love you,” he pleaded. 

“No, you don’t, you love her, but you don’t think you can have her, so you settled for me.” She snaps at him, not wanting to be hurt anymore. “It’s time you move on from me to her. And it’s time for me to move on from you. We don’t make sense together; we never did, and it took me too long to figure that out. But it’s not fair for any of us involved to continue with this relationship.” She starts to walk out the door and drops the keys to his and her house on the kitchen counter.  

“Despite the not so wonderful ending I am glad I met you.”  

“I’m sorry it had to end this way,” he admits dejectedly. “I never meant for it to happen like this.” She turns to face him in the entrance. 

“I am too, but at least we didn’t drag it out any more than it needed to be.” She opens the door and takes a few steps outside towards her car. “Oh, and Kai? Please talk to her, you two deserve your happy ending.” She walks into her car and drives off.  

 Kai stands there defeated but knows what he needs to do next 

**** 

It’s late. Almost midnight. And you can’t even begin to fathom who just pulled up into your driveway. Lucky for whoever, most nights you can’t fall asleep until close to 2. A benefit of being a night owl. While walking over you take a peek out your window.  

 “Is that Kai’s car?” You murmur to yourself while you walk to the door that someone just knocked on.  

 You hope it’s one of your friends and nothing’s wrong, not really feeling having to run an errand so late at night.  

 You open the door and sure enough, it is Kai at the front. Eyes cast downward, as if ashamed he’s here so late.  

 “Kai, to what do I owe the pleasure. Come in, I was just moving stuff around in the kitchen.” He shakes his head at you slightly.  

 “Leave it to you to remodel in the middle of the night.”  

 You wink at him playfully. “It’s the late-night tendencies.” He takes a seat on your couch and you finally take a good look at him and see something is wrong. His eyes look bloodshot, as if he’s been crying for the last hour. His right pinky is twitching back and forth, something he only does when nervous. A habit that he mostly grew out of, but clearly not enough if he’s doing it in your presence.  

 “Kai, what’s the matter?” He looks up at you as you slowly sit next to him. He buries his head in your shoulder, and you raise a hand to it and scratch his hair lightly. He sits there and you let him decide if he wants to talk, not wanting to pry.  

 “Sloane and I broke up.” He tells you after a couple minutes sitting in silence.  

 “Oh Kai.” He cuddles deeper into your embrace as you wrap your other hand around your shoulders. You coax him into lying down on the couch on top of you. It’s like the days when you were teens and would watch movies late on the weekends when you couldn’t sleep. He would tease you about being restless but cuddling with him would always make you fall asleep quickly.  

 You move your nails up and down his back to help him relax. “Do you want to talk about it?” You ask after a couple minutes.  

 “In a moment,” he mumbles into your shoulder. “Just wan’ to relax for a moment.” His accent is getting heavier, you notice. You continue to move your hand around his back in a soothing way for a while longer before he finally speaks up.  

 “We broke up because I wasn’t faithful.” You lightly gasp.  

 “You never touched anyone though,” you try to protest but he just shakes his head.  

“Not like that. My heart wasn’t in it, and she realized it.”  

He stays like that for a while longer, you look over to the clock and see it’s almost His breathing hasn’t changed so you know he hasn;t fallen asleep yet. With your heart in your throat, you ask the one question you’ve been dying to ask.  

“Why wasn’t your heart in it Kai?”  

“Schatz-” he starts to protest before you cut him off.  

“Kai, love, why wasn’t your heart in it?” 

He looks into your eyes before he takes a deep breath.  

 "Because I love you,” he admits quietly before his head falls down into your shoulder in embarrassment. “Don’t make me say it again,” he begs softly,softly, and you feel a tear run down your shoulder blade.  

“That’s a shame, because I quite like how those words sound coming off your lips. Especially when they’re directed at me.” You say quietly and his eyes shoot up.  

 “You mean,” he trails off slightly.  

 “Yes Kai, I love you too.” His strong arms wrap around you.  

 “Say that again, exactly like that. Like you mean it.”  

 “I love you, Kai. I don’t think you understand how long I've been wanting to admit that for.”  

“Not as long as me.” He presses a soft kiss to your forehead. “I’ve been waiting since we were ten.” You look at him in disbelief and his gaze locks with yours. He gives a sheepish smile.  

“So, you’ve been hopelessly in love with me since forever and didn’t act upon it until tonight?” You ask incredulously.  

“Thought I never had a chance with you,” he admits with a shrug. “And Sloane said that I should stop dancing around you and find my happy ending.”  

“I am sorry you two broke up,” you tell him with a hint of shame. “I never wanted to get in between the two of you.”  

“I am too, but it was for the best. And don’t worry about it, it wasn't your fault. It’s my fault for entertaining something that could never truly be.” He moves his head under yours and wraps his arms together around your frame, like he was a kid reaching for his teddy bear in the middle of the night.  

“Kai, I love you, but we can't stay like this the entire night.” He pushes you back down as you try to squirm out of his grip.  

 “Five more minutes Schatz, let me enjoy this.” You shake your head but give in.  

 “Fine, five more minutes then we’re moving to my bedroom. We have a lot more to talk about in the morning.”  

 “This is it right? We’re together?” He stares into your eyes, involuntarily giving you the puppy dog eyes. He leans into your touch when you stroke his hair with your hand.  

 “Yes, don’t worry, you’re it for me and I have no intentions of letting you go.” He lets out a shuddering breath at your confession. He leans in for a kiss on the lips. It’s tentative and sweet and slow.  

 “I love you Schatz.” 

“I love you too.” There’s a lot to discuss tomorrow. More reassurances to give on both of your parts. But for now, you can lay peacefully in each other's arms, without any worries.  

[a-b-riddle]

Hey, i hope you've had a good day so far/will have a good day. And i hope you get better soon <3

Im sorry if this is considered trauma dumping and if u wanna ignore this, totally understandable ! Im just very very lost and idk what to do so i thought it wouldn't hurt to ask for advice ?

Im about to be 25 y/o in july and ive only had one relationship (circa 2019) that lasted a year and then fizzled out (i found out later that it was bcz i was getting cheated on) and I haven't met anyone or connected with anyone ever since. I moved into a new city too after finishing university and i have no friends or social circle in this new town (i still keep in contact with my friends from my old city but it kinda feels like every relationship i have is slowly dying) and i feel like I'm stuck in this limbo place where no matter how much i try i always feel like life is passing by infront of my eyes and i haven't lived it yet (idk if that makes sense) so i was wondering if you have any advice how get out this mindset ?

Thank you for at least reading this if u did, im sorry if i triggered you or if i burdened you with my feelings, and i wish you all the best ❤️

I met my now fiance a little under four weeks before I turned 25. Before him, I had gotten my heart broken and I was just done with hooking up with someone and expecting more, but that meant not being in the same phase as my friends who still wanted that.

When we started dating I had to come to face the hard reality that not all of my friendships were healthy and not everyone I was friends with were people I should have in my life for more than a season. So I had to sit and take a hard look at my life. Keep these college friends I've had for almost four years... Or start from scratch?

So starting from scratch, I started with one person. My fiance. I liked him. I respected his morals and his ethic. I loved how kind he was to others and always the one to lend a hand. So with him, I made friends with his friends and their girlfriends. Because my fiance was a good person, he often kept the same company.

So with him I found people that I could see having in our lives for more than just a season. Through loss and triumphs. To celebrate and to grieve with.

Now I'm using my fiance just as an example, but you don't need a romantic partner to do this. You can start with one person. And even if it doesn't go beyond that, you still have a person. You still made one new connection with another soul that you wouldn't have done before.

My dad found his own community with his coworkers. My mom found hers with those who have lost a child. My sister found hers in cosplay. My other sister found hers with those who had the same area of study. I found friends through a facebook group that loved the ACOTAR series that lived in my major city. I found one of my closest friends on bumble bff.

Unfortunately, relationships are the hardest things in life we will ever have to work for because it's not just about creating them, but maintaining them, and enriching them with personal experiences to help them grow. We just assume since they had come so easily when we were in tight knit circles like high school and college they come easily.

But as adults, we have to find new ways to engage and that is a scary thing to do when it's not something we've done before. So the first step to stop existing and start living is to connect.

Volunteer. Join clubs. Reach out. Engage. As someone who has a constant fear of being rejected, it is terrifying. But the worst thing anyone can ever say to you is no. The world won't stop. You'll survive it. Buy from it, you move on.

Another recommendation I have is to listen to The Last Lecture.

It is an hour long, but the ending always gets me. Basically lecturers at Carnegie Mellon would give "last lectures." It was the last lecture they would give working in academics at the university. When asked what his Last Lecture would be about Professor Randy Pausch basically said, "funny you should ask. I have pancreatic cancer and have about six months left so this really is my last lecture."

[altruistic-meme]

Okay i was originally going to try to make a nice and neat little post about heartstopper and some of my thoughts, as well as a separate post about what i like about the comics vs. the tv show. 

Uh. So. I can’t actually corral my thoughts to be coherent enough for that, so here are some various assorted thoughts about it all instead <3 put under a cut bc it is long and rambley and a mess

[spoiler warning for the comics if you haven't read them]

Idk what it is, but I love comic Charlie a LOT. Like. A LOT a lot. There is just something about his character in the comics, his banter, the way he behaves that I love so much more in the comics than the show. I feel almost like the characters aren’t quite the same person, though I do love them both. I just connected so much more with comic Charlie.

Semi-related but I also feel like we get a much more clear picture of his OCD and the attached anxieties in the comics. 

HMMM okay or maybe not. Idk. I think maybe we can see more of Charlie’s OCD in the show through his desire to make everything easy and perfect for Nick, even when it hurts him too. 

He’s popular in the comics!!! It’s mentioned multiple times by other characters that Charlie is popular at school!!! And I think that’s actually a really interesting look at his character. He was bullied for most of y9 and yet the rugby lads think he’s a popular kid in y10. Despite this, we don’t actually see Charlie interacting with basically anyone but the other main characters, and I think that kind of reflects how Charlie views himself. On the way back from Paris, he asks Nick “does this mean I’m a cool kid now?” he doesn’t think people see him as cool but like I said, other characters have said he’s popular. They must have gotten that idea from SOMEWHERE right? But Charlie’s own poor self-esteem means he still doesn’t actually believe he’s cool or that people like him. I don’t know if there was a point to this rant but. Charlie is a popular boy.

I WANT TO KNOW MORE ABOUT THE KIDS WHO STOPPED THE BULLYING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Also, in the comics Charlie really is a nerd in a way he isn’t in the show. He helps Nick with his math and yells at him for distracting him from his homework. I get why this change happened in the show–it gives us a better idea of the strained relationship that Charlie has with his mom while also showing us that his dad tries to support him but often fails–but I really like it in the comics because Nick calls him a nerd but it’s less obvious in the show how nerdy he really is. 

That said obviously I also ADORE getting to explore the other characters and their lives and everything in the show. I love getting to see more of them. (But I also love how we DON’T always get all the information in the comics, but that’s just because I love when there are background stories happening that we don’t see through the main storyline. This event/love is not unique to Heartstopper) 

I love Imogen!!! I really like that it’s showing her as someone who is sort trying to become friends with the group and that isn’t always a fast or easy process. She goes to the sleepover with them and she hangs out with them in Paris, but she’s doesn’t leave Prom with them or anything. Also, I love the possibility that she is discovering that she’s queer too!! And that her halfway joining of their friend group leads to her discovering herself bc i feel like that’s so true to real life.

I am so curious about the Isaac vs. Aled thing and I wonder if Aled will appear in one of the later seasons, or if he is just not in the show at all. And Isaac! I assume he’s in some extra content I haven’t seen? Don’t get me wrong ofc, I love Isaac and his storyline is SO SO IMPORTANT as someone who is asexual myself. I am so glad that there is the representation of someone discovering that they’re aroace. I do assume that’s part of the reason for him being the 4th friend as opposed to Aled? Idk. 

I’M SO SAD ABOUT OLIVER BEING COMPLETELY OMITTED FROM THE SHOW!!! I assume there is an interview or something where Alice Oseman explains why Oliver wasn’t in the show, but I haven’t seen it and rn I will simply cry about it. I love him and I wish he had been included. 

I am also SO CURIOUS how the rest of the show will look!! I know that I read somewhere that s3 should be the contents of book 4, and that s4/s5 if they get them would be books 5/6 respectively. And I’m so intrigued. Because book 4 is the heaviest of them all so far, and I wonder how it will be translated to the screen. Especially the Sept-Dec timeskip! Will we see that time, especially considering the other character’s storylines??? This wasn’t an issue in the comics since they focus solely on Nick/Charlie, but with all of the other characters it would be more difficult to just skip that whole time. Will it just be a summary of events like in the comics, with flashes to what has happened? Or will we get a more explicit idea of everything?? (probably not including Charlie’s sh relapses or the night in October, but maybe the This Winter content???) i am SO excited for October though so all my questions can be answered :’)

OH something that was super interesting to me was a very small change in dialogue during the scene where Charlie first tells Nick about his sh. In the show, when Nick asks if he still does it Charlie just says “No.” but in the comics he says “No! I mean- hardly ever” and it’s such a small change but it speaks volumes too in the difference between the comic and the show. I’m not really sure what it’s saying though. Was show Charlie just more consistently in a better place where he feels like it’s stopped and won’t happen again? Was comic Charlie just more honest in this moment in acknowledging that it has still happened since? I’m not sure!!! But i’ve spent WAYYY too much time thinking about this one tiny change in dialogue!!!

Another thing is like, I really liked how the comics handled Nick’s dad. Them not meeting in Paris and then him missing Nick’s birthday. It really hits hard exactly how negligent he is, and it gives space for Charlie to be there for Nick when he’s upset. I do like how it went in the show as well, because it does still get everything across beautifully, but idk. I think mostly I’m just remembering the shot of Nick opening the door to greet Charlie on his birthday looking heartbroken and upset about his dad canceling and how hard that hit when i first read it. (keep in mind that i watched the show before reading the comics, so i was surprised at first to learn that they didn’t meet up in Paris! Let alone that he missed Nick’s birthday TOO!!)

Okay I think that’s it for right now. I have largely been spinning comic Charlie in the microwave in my mind bc OUGH i relate to him too much. I will probably come back at some point with more thoughts, but until then. Hope you enjoyed my brief insanity.

[galvanizedfriend]

hi bby <3 how are you? i hope things are getting better at work :(

I was wondering, do you have any headcanon about teen!Eve?

i.e. her persona, how she likes to dress, her relationships with the fam and the pack, if being a trybrid might be both good and bad for her, fav movie, color, song, etc...

I may or may not have some headcanons, if u want to know! <3

have a good day !!

Hi, friend! How's it going? Unfortunately work is still going strong and driving me crazy lol It will be like this until at least Sunday. 🥲 Sadly I have not won the lottery yet or have found out about an old rich aunt that can leave me an unexpected inheritance, so I have to work 🥲

About Eve headcanons. Tbh, I haven't thought much about teen Eve? 😂 I have talked about it with some friends in the past because they asked me if she would be like Hope and I said definitely not. The whole broody teenager would not be a thing for her.

I can see her being a Caroline++ kind of person as a teen. Caroline's personality, but dialed up because of Klaus. She would be competitive and bossy and perfectionist and definitely too smart for her own good, but she would have a bit of a temper to go with it. Not that she would be mean or evil, but just maybe too hard on herself and others. I think being Klaus' child definitely comes with a lot of anxiety too lol Particularly about being the family's precious little princess and knowing everyone has so many expectations about her. This idea that she always has to be perfect and do everything right all the time. It also can't be easy to navigate life as a Mikaelson knowing everyone basically hates your family lol I can see her getting in a few squabbles because of that 😂

I think she'd have a good relationship with everyone in the family, really. I can't see why she'd be at odds with anyone. Even the Crescents as well. I know Caroline is not a werewolf, but she makes a point of wanting Eve to be in touch with the pack so she won't grow up with the same kind of issues she witnessed with Tyler, for instance, because he didn't understand his own nature, or even Klaus, who lives in denial about what he is.

Also, I remember Hayley being very encouraging about Hope triggering her curse and turning into a wolf, just telling her about how wonderful it was, making her want to become a wolf, and I don't think Caroline would ever encourage that. lol She'd be terrified of Eve triggering the curse. I mean, you have to kill someone for that, so she'd for sure do her best to make sure Eve understood her werewolf roots, without necessarily triggering it.

It's all very basic stuff 😂 Like I said, I haven't thought much about that. But if you have headcanons, please! Share them! I'd love to hear it!

[rainbowdaisy13]

Hey there rainbow. I know it is not your job to convince anyone of anything, but I'm feeling like a bad fan right now and I was hoping for a little reminder about why I fell in love with Taylor in the first place. I guess that the I think he knows/gorgeous mashup for that turd kind of did me in. Those are two of my favorite songs - I boarded this train during rep, and that's when I fell deep down the rabbit hole.

I know Taylor is on a journey, or at least I feel that, and part of me is super proud to kind of be there with her but it's so fucking hard sometimes. I go in the grocery store and I'm assaulted by images of her and that Meathead. The stunting is so gross, especially after the nothingness that was her stunting with toe. And I truly believe that is part of her plan, but ugh. It's also hard to see her look so unhappy while she's doing this. I don't know if it's him, or the fact she wants it all over with, or both, but it hurts my heart.

And I think wow, it would be so much easier if I could just appreciate her as an artist and forget all this other stuff for a bit. But she makes that impossible! She has woven herself into almost all of her songs. She says they were mine but now they're yours, but she lies!

I haven't even listened to all of ttpd yet! What kind of fan am i? Ive listened to the first 16, and even though I've read that the Anthology songs are better, I don't want to listen casually and I just don't have the energy to throw myself into it the way I want. Her quote unquote relationships has thrown a pall over the whole thing.

All that being said, I'm still trying to figure out how to afford a ridiculously expensive ticket for a show in indy. I think this is going to be her last tour for quite some time, and I really want to be there. Even if she is still hanging out with the douche canoe.

Thanks for letting me vent. She's been such a big part of my life for a while, and really helped me crawl out of a dark place. I know this is a bit of one of the many soliloquies she'll never see, but I appreciate her Artistry so much and I want to celebrate her for the good she puts in the world. Now it's just hard, you know? Only I can live my life, and only she can live hers, and trying to navigate how much attention to spend on this is dragging me down. Love your blog and hope you have a wonderful day.

All of your thought are ones I myself have had over the years too—you are not alone in that!! I will never pretend I’ve been this true blue never upset Kaylor because I absolutely have not. So many choices or what seem to be choices have pissed me off over the years to the point where I’ve stopped listening to taylor for months at a time because I was like *this bitch* 😒

You are not a bad fan, you are human! With feelings and emotions which are just as valid as anyone else’s

My advice is try to get to a place of detachment—we know Taylor is gonna Beard until the very last possible moment because as much as she hates it, it’s her security blanket and it’s a form of income

If you need to step away, absolutely do that. I have gotten to a point of detachment where I can follow along with zero expectations of her, but as long as she keeps getting louder and louder with her art I will continue to observe and try to cheer her on from the sidelines

[jikookuntold]

https://mobile.twitter.com/JungkookAsia__/status/1574228284371439617

Jimin and Jungkook going on dates separately for 96883782th time now. But as usual Jikookers will come with explanation: they don't need to be together 24*7, couple also needs alone time bla bla bla.

Yes loves every couple need their own time BUT what if that's only happening now ? Most of the time they are busy working, other times they are seen in restaurants and concerts alone or with other people. I wonder which healthy couple don't spend time at all with Significant others lol. Just accept they don't hangout any more other than during OT7 schedules which happens rarely anyways.

Anon, you not only can't understand the concept of "date" but also have no perception of "time". Do you think the members only exist when we see them, and time freezes for them when we are not getting any update from them? That's not how things work lol. You need to get out of this parasocial relationship with the members and stop projecting your anger from Jikook, on Jikookers. Going out alone or with friends once in a whole month doesn't mean that you have been separated from your partner. Eating dinner at a restaurant takes two or three hours at most, but a month is 720 hours long. You still have 717 hours left to spend in many different ways with things like working, sleeping, working out, attending concerts, gaming, having fun, and spending some quality time with your significant other which can be 100% private. Okay. Let's review JK's "dates" this year. In the nine months that have passed from the year 2022, JK has visited barbecue restaurants 7 or 8 times, this number might not be precise because I haven't counted. The first time was with Jimin on White Day (March), the second, again was with Jimin in Las Vegas (April), and one time he had a gathering with his 97liner friends in August (Jimin couldn't be there because he has born in the wrong year lol). On the rest of his dates (four or five times in combine), JK either was alone or with family members or non-celebrity friends. Fun fact: most of these "alone dates" (at least three times) happened during the two weeks that Jimin was in LA. Interesting, isn't it? Jimin also had three or four dinners alone or with friends in barbecue restaurants (I believe JK goes out more for barbecues because of his recently diagnosed food allergy and gluten-free diet). Another fun fact about these dates is that every single time both Jimin and JK left autographs for the restaurant, except that one time they were together on White Day. Now do the math. LV barbecue restaurant also didn't post any autographs but the staff couldn't shut up about Jikook dining there. lol Going out for food is no big deal, anyone, single or taken can do it alone or with friends or family members, and it doesn't determine the relationship status of the person. But going out on specific dates like Valentine's day, birthdays, and anniversaries is meaningful. We were just lucky for that leaked photo of Jikook and their friend on White Day, otherwise, how were we supposed to know about it? I remember how my Taekooker "friend" who lives in SK was crying that day because she knew it was a romantic holiday in that country, and Jikook being seen together was an end for her ship. Now you can go cry about it too, lol Nice try, Anon. I'm not going to promote your (or your besties) blog, and I'm not interested in your Anti-Jikook POV. You better stay in that echo chamber yourself and stay away from Jikook blogs. No one is interested in converting you. Have fun.

[enchantedbrew]

۞ @causalitylinked asked: ۞

۞ "Hyaaah!" Using her shinai, Herja slashes at a slime creature with enough force to send it flying towards the nearest wall. Honestly, she hadn't expected to be assaulted by some dubious monster on her way to work, but upon wanting to avoid causing as much damage to the modern establishments as possible, she ends up cornering it somewhere far more isolated, with that place being near an abandoned factory on the more sketchier side of the city.

Regardless, upon not being one to let her guard down, she would continue pointing the tip of her shinai towards the direction the slime creature had collided against the crumbling factory wall while wondering if it was actually down for the count... or if the damage she caused it somehow managed to not be enough to fully incapacitate the creature; only, she doesn't have time to dwell on it further, because the next thing she knows, it slowly arose back to it's feet with a garbled roar.

"...I haven't injured it enough?Curses!" Herja finally mumbles as she adopts a more combat ready stance to defend herself from it's attacks once more. All the while, though, she has no idea what was even going on or if anyone would even come to her rescue. [ for rindo! ] ۞

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"Ooooh! You'll regret that, you human!" The creature called out, but for as much endurance as it had, it didn't seem very tough. "The Demon King won't appreciate that at all!"

"That's enough!" A figure ran in from the side and covered Herja, followed by a couple of men in suits. All of them were carrying guns. "How many times do we have to tell you that you can't just attack people like this!?"

The slime recoiled before the familiar figure, backing up until it was pressing into the wall. "We're gonna take over the world one of these days! You better get outta the way our we'll crush you!"

As the dust settled, the man doing the talking could finally be recognized as Rindo, who raised a brow at this small slime, "You know I can directly contact your king, right? And I'm sure you haven't forgotten how smitten he is with Miss Kotone?"

This caused the slime to sink down, "I... have not forgotten..."

"Then go home."

"Mr. Rindo..." One of the suits behind him called to him in a low voice, though he was still plenty loud enough to be heard, "Behind us... A mundane saw..."

"Right..." he turned around to deal with the issue. It was unfortunate but this happened from time to time. They had ways of making people forget so they didn't have to live with the terrible knowledge of other worlds.

But he froze stiff when he saw who he was looking at, paling considerably as he came face to face with his dear friend. Would he really be able to do this? To wipe Herja of her memory? Would she allow him to do that, and would she lose the relationship they'd already established...

He wasn't sure he wanted that.

"Miss Busujima..." he said, voice suddenly weak and airy. "You were the one...?"

[sylviesnrmts]

My favourite things about Ace Attorney :>

𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ 𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ་ ˖ ʿ

~ Part 1 ~ Relationships

Narumitsu. // >:) It's my favourite ship ever atm, they bring me so much joy ahhh (I have thought about them non stop for 4 months omg)

Mia Fey x Lana Skye // In college they dated and or explored each others bodies so to speak. (not actual but that's my hc) (Also there's rlly good fanfics on ao3 that take place in a timeline where Mia didn't get conked and Lana didn't get Ganted which r rlly wholesome.)

The sheer intensity of Godot's love for Mia. // That is true passion.

Ron and Desirée DeLite // THE STRAIGHT COUPLE EVER. This is real love! At points you wonder if Dessie is just with him because he’s rich but no! She just really loves him. 🧡

Franmaya // Very swaggy. Wholesome and I LIVE FOR THE FANDOM INTERPRETATIONS OF THEM!! 🫶🫶

Klapollo // I haven't played Apollo Justice but I eat minor spoilers for breakfast. Klavier just decides from first sight. That is the one. "I've never felt this way about a man" And he just flirts with the short king while Apollo is oblivious but also is madly in love IDK AGAIN I HAVENT PLAYED THE GAME YET BUT I AM IN LOVE WITH THEM. (THE SHIP)

Faraskye // So cute, idk much about Kay Faraday but their designs together r rlly cute and I've seen a few edits of them which r rlly wholesome. 🫶

Doug Swallow.. x Feenie. // I read a fanfic about them and da bunch of objection.lols and I'm ngl they grew on me.

Maggey x Gumshoe // The age gap is iffy to me but they are extremely wholesome. (Weenie lunchboxes, anyone? :3)

Adrian x Franziska // They are similar, that's for sure. I can't help but feel the perverse power dynamic though that would likely be their undoing. Or maybe, They could change each other for the better. Adrian lets Franzy get more acquainted with her softer side, and Franzy teaches Adrian to be stronger and more confident! Ok now I have to write a fic about that. Feel free to use that idea, my treat.

April May x Ini Miney // I saw some fanart of them on Pinterest 😼 They both got a bit of an act goin, but they r very cute.

Dahlia Hawthorne/ Melissa Foster x April May // April and Ini's acts, dialled up to 11. I read a really good fic of them. I drew them too and I would do it again :)

Franziska x Ema Skye // (As adults) Pretty wholesome ngl.

Mia x Lana x Godot. // I dub them the hottest polycule in anime. This is assuming that Lana isn't lesbian (likely story.) and we would have to do some timeline gymnastics to give these three a happy ending but I think they would make a very good poly ship :)

Lana x Angel x Mia // Kinda popular on Tumblr, actually. (I just remembered I am ON TUMBLR right now...) Very cute. I want to draw them.

(I had a rainbow sherbet mother energy drink today 🤤 It tastes like nerds, would recommend.)

Edgeworth and Franziska siblings // They are bouncing in my head like a screensaver constantly. I love Sound the turnabout melody because it shows us how much love Franzy has for Miles.

“Why’d you go and dress him (Miles’ dog) up?”

“I thought it would make you smile..” IMSOBBING

And when Miles becomes Manfred’s disciple, Franziska is off to the side, literally in the shadows. But what does she do? The sweet girl who wants nothing more than to follow in her beloved papa’s footsteps and become a great prosecutor, watching as her papa gives his attention to the boy he took in as his own? She gives that boy the biggest smile she can muster. Her little head is filled with nothing but love and admiration.

Even as an adult, Franziska admires Miles. Her main motivation for even BEING in the second game revolves around him. It is made clear that she isn’t going after Phoenix because of her father, but because of Miles. She believed that Phoenix was the reason for Miles choosing death, and she was NOT going to let him get away with it. (I will add more later, I could go on about them for hours.)

Ema and Lana Skye // I think about them at least once a day, let Lana go see her sister PLEASE she's done her time ok let my girls be happy and investigate together... 🙏 anyway Lana risked and lost so so much to protect Ema..

Dahlia and Iris Hawthorne // Iris loves her sister so very much. Dahlia sees her as dirt. Been thinking abt them alot today. Iris was willing to help with Dahlia’s schemes despite not being evil herself.

Phoenix and Maya sibling relationship // They will forever be siblings to me lel.

By extension I feel like Mia and Phoenix were like family cuz they were like 🥲 all they had

Signal samurai trio // Especially as kids they r so fcking CUUUUTETETTEEE give me lifeee

Also narumitsu art where they are kids makes me so happyyyy cuz they r so!! adorable!! <3

Phoenix and Trucy being father and daughter // 🥲 Phoenix, can.. Will u be my father too? 🙏 (father issues) They are the adhd dad & adhd daughter representation we need but ya'll aren't ready for that information. (Direct quote from a post I made on my main 💀💀)

Gumshoe and Edgeworth friendship. // Trust. They have their own ways of showing their respect for each other 😭 but they work very well together and r close even if they don't act like it! (Or if Gumshoe's salary reflects it. 😭)

MIA AND MILES’ DYNAMIC. // I love how many interpretations there are of these two’s relationship. For one we got them being besties. I love this and yes I have drawn art of it. Then theres them hating each other’s very guts. This is reasonable! Also interesting. I wish we were able to see Mia’s reaction to the reason Phoenix became a lawyer. That would be very interesting. Anyway they live in my mind. Novice bimbos forever <3

Phoenix and Franziska friendship // When they manage to tolerate each other they r very cute and fun!

Trucy and Franzy auntie and niece relationship // This one is specifically because of the "How to court a fool in three months" fanfic. But they work so well together and I rlly want to see more ppl to utilize them :)

Miles and Gregory Edgeworth // All the art and posts about them are so very wholesome and Gregory seemed like a great dad. (I can't wait to learn more about him in AAI :3)

Manfred VK and Miles Edgeworth //

Drops this and runs but I run into a pole and get knocked unconscious 😵‍💫 I posted this btw 😵‍💫

Will be adding more cuz VK fam r the only thoughts in my brain rn.

Larry Butz.. and Maya Fey.. but their relationship is that of a fun uncle and silly niece. // This one may need some explaining. This is very much projection cuz these two remind me of me and my uncle (literally the funniest dude I know) Well not actually my uncle but a family friend. But yk.

Then I played... 😡 trials and tribulations 😡 And this bitch ass Butz was flirting with Maya! WTF?! Was that necessary?? Did anyone laugh at that? No! I could write a whole essay on how Larry's character got obliterated throughout the trilogy. He went from one of my favourite characters, to me actually cheering a little when he had something bad happen. (I still love him tho and choose to pretend that he doesn't become a shell of himself after the first game.)

(“Not exactly a friend… but yes, I know him” Cracked me tf up. Deserved lmao.)

---Not plot relevant spoilers for bridge to the turnabout ---

Going off from that I want to touch on Larry and Pearls friendship. // This had potential! Just kidding! It was ruined from before they even saw each other. Larry hears Pearl over the phone and goes "oH wHaT a CuTiEeE!" in a weird way. My c*nt that is a whole 8 year old child. But if we IGNORE THAT GRRRRRRRRRRRR.

I like in the anime adaptation of farewell my turnabout, Larry is rlly nice to Pearl :) And in bridge to the turnabout, this could be a hot take but I think the whole 'loser shack' thing was hilarious. Larry was so enthusiastic and boisterous and Pearl was just like yeah guess I'm here.. and as soon as Phoenix comes around she turns her full attention to him. Idk I just thought that whole exchange was charming.

--- Spoilerz over ---

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-- Hints at sexual shit ahead if you don't want to read that then all g — I removed some cuz idk 😭

These ones are just for shits and gigs.

Phoenix and Larry college situationship. // Had to throw a bit of a curveball at ya. I don't fucking know why this is in the back of my head but it is.

Ema and Franziska // This was from like one person on twitter or Tumblr but I like it. Bitter exes, get it. 💅

If by some miracle Edgeworth isn't a virgin (and also isn't asexual of course!) by the time he actually gets with Wright then I think he would do it with Gumshoe or agent Lang. Trust. I refuse to believe he would ever think about a woman that way 😭 And also the man's just married to his work he don't got time for that.

But why Lang gotta go around telling him to be a good little pretty boy or whatever the fuck gay stuff he says to him. (I have only seen a few screenshots, I have yet to meet Lang in the game 💀💀)

Anyway I just had to get that out there lmao. Don't take this too seriously 🤣

That's all for now! I was typing this for about 2 hours longer than I expected. Anyway please share your thoughts in the comments or tags!

Have a great day or night and if it is night then... please go to sleep. (5:22am 😻) Goodnight

Update:

Stfu tryna give people advice on when to sleep when I pulled an all nighter this week and got very disoriented the next night or maybe the night after (last night?!) because the last 48 hours had merged together to form a blur 😭

[sowthetide]

I devoured this story and almost immediately started rereading it, so I thought that I should thank you for my favorite parts.

1) Fleshing out the Iron Islands! It is so, so boring when Theon has to choose between his noble foster home and his horrible natural family. Getting to see the Ironborn not so much for their good points as their reality has been a delight.

2) Quen! I love her. She is very much Theon, just with different opportunities. I find that the fandom tends to underrate Theon's strengths, which is understandable given his crash-and-burn storyline and because the show really makes him the butt of the joke, but I find it easy to understand why Robb is in love with her in your story.

3) On that note, their relationship is really wonderful. They are very convincing best friend; they know each other probably best in the world and they just enjoy each other so much. But the love story isn't too saccharine, as both of them (yes, including Robb) hurt each other sometimes, on purpose and by accident.

I also enjoy how the way they treat each other romantically is so different from their rapport with everyone else. Quen will check out anyone hot and fun, but her love for Robb only turns romantic over the course of the main storyline (for the best, given the age difference; no need to take after Unvle Euron). Robb is saving himself for marriage, but he has probably been marinating in hormones and yearning since he was twelve. And the poor boy has no one to talk to about it, while the love of his life is merrily taking randoms to bed (unless...Jon? We haven't seen much of him in this story, because Quen doesn't care, but did tweenage Jon notice Robb looking at Quen's legs?).

4) The potential in-law dynamics! You develop Quen's relationships with her family so much that it actually startled me to realize that Robb hasn't met any of them. Frankly, it is his turn to suffer. Quen has been living with Catelyn for a long time already. I am extremely eager to see him Asha, but Dagmar even more so. That's basically his wife's dad, but does Robb know that? And once they are all living together, he is short of a father now. Dagmar is so different from Ned, who is really *the* model of a man and a father for Robb, that their interactions have to be interesting. Plus, your story has really made Alannys a real woman, that I really look forward to having her bounce off new people. Like I said, it's Robb's turn to be uncomfortable with his mother-in-law!

In short: fantastic, I love it, thank you for continuing!

You're so incredibly kind ❤️ I'm glad you've enjoyed this story!!

#1: I LOVED getting to flesh out the Iron Islands. I have a similar dislike of "Starks = good, Greyjoys = bad" Theon stories, where Theon would never have been accepted on the Iron Islands or had a good life, which is just ridiculous. I think it's a lot more interesting if Quen had the option for a happy on the isles, either with Alannys at Ten Towers, or as Lady of Hammerhorn with Greydon Goodbrother. That way, it's a hard decision that she has to make, and it ends up being a bizarre combination of "selfish/selfless" ("selfish" for the impact her northern ambitions/loyalties will have on her mother, "selfless" for the personal sacrifice she's making to secure a better future for the ironborn).

I've really tried to be fair to the ironborn, as GRRM's writing of them left a lot to be desired IMO (basically vikings, except with all of their interesting, non-violent cultural aspects stripped away). We get to see some of the northern lords' individual personalities, but the ironborn lords in canon just seem to go along with whatever Balon/Euron decides, which is, quite honestly, lame. So it was a ton of fun to explore a bunch of different ironborn characters and locations.

To me, the ironborn are not uniquely evil/brutal, but chapter 38 will make it clear that they're definitely not nice, either. In the same way, I'm trying to avoid portraying the north as straightforwardly "The Good Guys". I think the Starks as individuals are well-meaning, but war always means devastation and I don't think the smallfolk who have been brutalized give two shits about getting justice for some random northern guy that got beheaded (sorry Ned).

#2: I love her too ❤️ I really tried to keep as many elements of Theon's core personality as possible, whilst also balancing the inherently transformative nature of genderbending. Being born a different sex in a world like Westeros changes so much about that character's experiences that I really had to reflect on who Theon would be within the experience/expectations of manhood.

Fandom also really does underrate Theon's strengths (which is, as you say, veryyy understandable given his complete flop of a storyline in ACOK). But he does have strengths! Like Theon, Quen is (somewhat) clever, ingratiating, funny, bold, inventive, ambitious, etc. I can't remember who described Theon as "hungry to live", but I think that's the perfect description of him/Quen as we see them starting in AGOT.

#3: Anything with Robb & Quen were always some of my favorite scenes to write. It was important to me that they be friends first, and that Robb really had his own arc where he came to understand the power imbalances at play in their relationship. There's such an ease and a comfortability to their relationship that they both desperately need(ed), and that will return in the late-game of this fic.

I also thought it was important to portray Robb as someone who has significant and noticeable flaws. Quen's flaws are pretty apparent (to say the least), but Robb also has a tendency to lash out, to take loyalties/forgiveness for granted, to bottle up his feelings, to disappear into his responsibilities to avoid difficult emotions/circumstances (as we'll see in chapter 39).

For Quen, sexual feelings are easy and of no consequence. Romantic feelings (specifically for Robb) on the other hand... well... Let's just say that Robb has had some ten years to come to terms with his feelings, but it's still very new to Quen. She went down the Romantic -> Sexual -> Oh Fuck I'm In Love With Him pipeline at break-neck speeds.

Unfortunately, I'll have to keep my silence on Jon (as he will have a Part To Play), just know that we'll see more of him later on ;-)

#4: TeaInABowl has me FERAL about the potential of a Greyjoy-Harlaw-Stark family sit-down. I don't wanna spoil things, but there will be some intersection of Quen's northern and ironborn relationships in chapter 40, just not in a particularly fun context (but it's not as ominous as I'm making it sound). There will probably also be a real ironborn-northman sitdown later on, and I'm sooo excited about it.

Alannys hates Robb's ass for real (and I imagine her and Catelyn get along like oil and water too), but I think Asha and Robb would at least be united in Wanting Quen To Be Happy. Asha's not necessarily happy about it herself, but she'll have to make her peace with it. Again, I don't wanna spoil, but I imagine Dagmer as joining Quen's household at Winterfell in the eventual happy ending. That's her dad!!! And, like Asha, I think he would have a lot of guilt/anger for leaving Quen alone at Winterfell in the first place.

Anyway, thank you so much for taking the time to leave such a wonderful ask!!! Chapters 38 and 39 are done (pending beta-ing, yippee!), and I'll be cranking out the rough drafts for chapters 40 and 41 over the next two weeks. All goes well, I should be back March 10th with at least 4 weeks of chapters for y'all!

[plaguery]

the topic of abuse has a tricky catch where nothing about it is black and white, but those most apt to speak on it--those affected by it, past and present--are typically wired through the experience to think in those terms. it is fair for an abused person to, on a personal level, view their abuser(s) in a completely negative light. it may not be the healthiest or most well-rounded route about it but no person who has experienced abuse is then bound to owe the rest of the world complete health in their journey forward. yes, progress should be the prospect and you are forever responsible for your actions towards others but if hating the person who broke you down and possibly nearly destroyed you is what keeps you moving forward and being kind to yourself and others, then by all means continue.

however, if we are to be holistic about the topic of abuse, which is necessary in order to prevent and heal these wounds on a societal level, it is required to address the fact that something so deeply tangled and insidious cannot be viewed with such an extreme lens. an abuser is someone who by most odds was likely abused themself, it is not an excuse but a crucial note of how the cycle is perpetuated. without the proper efforts, anyone can be abusive. even if just for a short while, a passing moment.

i have been abusive to people in my life as a teenager. it was directly tied to my own abuse that i had experienced and was experiencing. i think if a lot of us look back at our younger years, we can identify moments like this in ourselves and/or in our peers at the time because it was at such a vulnerable age. was i fully aware of what i was doing? no. but i still did it, i made active choices to hurt people in the ways that i did. and stereotypically, i did them because i was hurting, being hurt, and learning the worst to get my basic social needs met in response. i saw the world in black and white, at any moment a dream could become a nightmare. i wanted to save myself. it happens often that the easiest solutions will require manipulation and exploitation. and i don't know if i will ever answer for myself exactly how much that younger, utterly unrealized version of myself is to blame.

notice that i have not used the word victim once so far. in this context, i don't believe in using this word, not for the helplessness it implies, but due to the dichotomy it presents of victim/perpetrator. it is typical that once someone is labeled or labels themselves as 'victim' that this vision of the blameless and innocent sticks with them from then on: an inherently false, but easy attribution to lean on. it speaks to a wonderful aspect of people, that they want to believe and be believed. a child in all of us still wants our wounds coddled. but it ignores the insistent fact that every 'victim' is capable of violence on another. it ignores the fact that i--someone who experienced many, many forms of abuse--was and still am capable of violence. it ignores the fact that those who abused me--people who also experienced varying forms of abuse--were and still are capable of violence.

i don't speak to my father. i haven't willingly heard a word from him since i was twelve years old. and i have never regretted my choice. a part of me will always hate him and always forgive him. i can never seem to make my mind up on that. but i do hope he is out there being a better person. because i want the world to be better. and ultimately, that is still a world with him in it.

i still live with my mother. she isn't perfect, but she's tried and done a lot to rectify our relationship. she doesn't realize everything she did but with what she has realized, she has shown the capacity for remorse and change. she will keep changing. a part of me will maybe always hate and forgive her too. but i see hope in her. i don't think i could condemn her with the progress i've seen.

neither route included easy decisions to make: on how to move forward, on how to feel, on how to cope with the mere state of things. i carry the weight of my own abuse and the abuses that i know they suffered. sometimes i dream about a world where i could still have a relationship with my father. and i, from the bottom of my heart, hope i never see or hear from him again. sometimes i figure there may come a day where i cannot move forward with my life without letting go of my mother. and i sincerely hope we keep loving each other until we die.

i decided that i never want to risk trusting my father again and that i will continue to trust my mother to work on the pain that she has caused and may cause in the future. and all these conflicting realities within myself are simulateously true. coming to the point of reconciling these realities is never easy. i wouldn't even say that i have exactly done just that. and this may never happen. but i have learned to embrace juxtaposition.

understanding juxtaposition is perhaps one of the core facets to understanding how abuse functions and how to heal from it, how to prevent it. we have to identify in ourselves the capacity to inhabit both roles of victim and perpetrator and how these may sometimes, and often do, blend. we have to actively build a world where absolution or condemnation for either on a social level is rejected, where it is recognized that blame and forgiveness are fluid.

the people i hurt when i was younger may never forgive me. i would never ask them to. i may never completely forgive either of my parents. but we can all change. i try my damnedest everyday to be a better person to others. it may seem contradictory, but to use concrete labels of victim and perpetrator is to inflict passivity. it is a prescriptivist lens of the world that denies change. to move past these, creating a world with less abuses, requires us to be constantly active, vigilant with ourselves. we may always default back to thinking in that passive black and white. this is not a fault in itself. but we can always act differently.

[simonxriley]

OC Interview!

I was tagged by the wonderful @natesofrellis and @thomrainer to do this oc interview. Thank you! 💜

Tagging @playstationmademe @nightwingshero @sstewyhosseini @chuckhansen @hoesephseed @echo3-1 @leviiackrman @cameoninja and anyone else that wants to do it!!!

Went with Liz's canon verse and the one and only Simon "Ghost" Riley is the interviewer. Because she would tell everyone to fuck off and Price wouldn't care either way. I also thought it would be cute to have him interview her.

Name?

"Elizabeth Anne Walker or shall I say Liz Riley! No one calls me Elizabeth and I prefer going by Liz anyways."

Are you single?

"I don't know Simon? Am I single?"

Simon: "No, we're married." He chucked. "Silly."

Are you happy?

"Probably for the first time in my life, I can truly say that I am."

Are you angry?

"As much as my life has changed for the better, I'm always going to be angry. Between the years of emotional abuse and neglect from my father to Shepherd's betrayal, that anger will always be there."

(Simon nods)

Are your parents still married?

"No, my mom died when I was two years old." She sighed. "I wonder what my life would've been like if she lived."

Birth Place?

"San Diego, CA."

Hair Color?

"Dark brown, black."

Eye Color?

"Brown."

Birthday?

"July 20th, 1992."

Mood?

"Content, maybe a little annoyed."

Simon: "That's what you get from trying to prank Price, love. It isn't going to happen."

Liz: "We'll see about that."

Simon: *Scoffs*

Gender?

"Female."

Summer or winter?

"Before I moved here I would've picked summer, but now I'd say winter. I like being all cozy under a blanket and wearing sweaters. You don't get that in San Diego."

Morning or afternoon?

"Neither. No, wait. Morning."

Simon: "Is it because you like hiding my balaclava so I have to search for it and I'm late for work?"

Liz: "I would never do such a thing."

Simon: "Sure you wouldn't."

Liz: "Shush."

Simon: *Laughs*

=EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE=

Are you in love?

"Hmm, let me think." She begins tapping her chin with her index finger. "Yes, Yes I am!"

Simon: "Good, I am too!"

Who ended your last relationship?

"He did." She sighed. "I deserved it for what I did."

Have you ever broken someone's heart?

"Yes. In most cases I wouldn't have cared, but Dunn didn't deserve it. He was nothing more than good and kind to me and I ripped his heart out like it was nothing. It's one of the few things I regret."

Simon: "At least you two made up and became friends again. That has to mean something?"

Liz: "It really does."

Are you afraid of commitments?

"I wouldn't say I'm afraid of commitments, I just didn't care for them at the time. Times have changed."

Have you hugged someone within the last week?

"Obviously. You and our daughter."

Have you ever had a secret admirer?

"Uh, no."

Simon: "Really?"

Liz: "Yup."

Simon: "Wow."

Have you ever broken your own heart?

"Unfortunately. It's only human."

=SIX CHOICES=

Love or lust?

"Younger me would say lust. Now it would be love."

Lemonade or ice tea?

"Ice tea. I wasn't really a fan of lemonade and Logan thought I was weird for it."

Cats or dogs?

"Both. Can't choose, won't choose."

A few best friends or many regular friends?

"A few best friends. The smaller the friends group the better in my eyes."

Wild night out or romantic night in?

"My wild nights out are over, romantic night in with my favorite person."

Simon: "Unless you get drunk at home, then your wild nights are not over. Makes for an entertaining night though."

Liz: *Heavy sigh*

Day or night?

"Night. I'm a night owl as you know."

=FOUR HAVE YOU EVERS=

Been caught sneaking out?

"Not by my dad, but Hesh. Which didn't do much in the long run."

Fallen down/up the stairs?

Simon: *Trying to hold back the laughter*

"Don't you say a damn thing, Simon."

Simon: "I haven't said a word."

Liz: "Good, let's keep it that way."

Simon: "Okay, lil miss I trip up the stairs."

Liz: *Facepalms*

Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt?

"Yes, who hasn't?"

Wanted to disappear?

"No, my father made me this way, he's going to have to deal with me as well."

Simon: "He did have to deal with you until you got reassigned."

Liz: "That's true."

=FOUR PREFERENCES=

Smile or eyes?

"Eyes."

Shorter or taller?

"Taller."

Intelligence or attraction?

"Intelligence, attraction is just a bonus."

Hook-up or relationship?

"Past me would for sure say hook-up, I've had enough of those in my life. Now, however I would say relationship."

=Family=

Do you and your family get along?

"No, the only person I get along with is my brother, Logan. The only one that actually treated me with respect and love."

Simon: "He is a good big brother. And uncle."

Liz: "He really is!"

Would you say you have a "messed up life"?

"If a messed up life is having your dad emotionally abuse and neglect you for years because you didn't want to join the military only to join the military because you thought he would love you more only to realize it wouldn't change a damn thing? And because of that I became reckless and rage-full. Then yes, I would say I have a messed up life."

Have you ever run away from home?

"Nah, I liked my house and I had Logan."

Have you ever gotten kicked out?

"I would've liked to see him try."

=FRIENDS=

Do you secretly hate one of your friends?

"Yes. I don't think it's a secret though. Soap knows I don't like him that much."

Do you consider all of your friends good friends?

"For the most part, yeah."

Who is your best friend?

"You and Logan."

Who knows everything about you?

"Also you and Logan."