#i like her inspite of him

[ride-thedragon]

The worst thing about Rhaenyra is the inherent need her fans have to moralize the protagonist. Rhaenyra isn't a good person.

That's okay.

Rhaenyra isn't a feminist.

That's okay.

She is not a girl's girl and that's fine.

It's so unfair that people can unapologetically Stan Aegon and Daemon but draw the line at morally questionable women.

We love gray characters until a character is truly gray and a woman.

Rhaenyra isn't better than Alicent, nor is Alicent better than Rhaenyra. These women are both brought to the heel of their patriarchal society at the helm of the most power it affords to women.

Neither of them are intersectional thinkers or necessarily progressing women's rights. Rhaenyra would rule then her son. Alicent will just have her son and grandson's rule.

It's a disservice to her character to pander to the idea of moral righteousness or bettering.

What happens to her happens because she is a woman. At every turn, her womanhood and the role of it will pigeon hold her in this society. That does not excuse her very questionable behavior.

Two things can be true.

For example, using my favorite girl, Nettles.

Under Viserys' rule with Alicent and Otto ruling this young girl is a sex worker to sustain her life. She is assumed to have lost her virginity to eat and was disfigured as punishment for wanting to eat. That was her assumed life under their rule. The entire time she has the capability to be a dragon rider.

Had it fallen normally to Rhaenyra nothing would've changed for her and like most of the women we see in that line of work she'd die at the hands of someone or from illness or pregnancy all while being able to claim a dragon.

Women do not need to be exceptional.

( Not everyone can be Nettles)

Women can just be legally named the heir and be heir.

But to impose a moral code that these characters can never live up to is unfortunate. Again, I rise and say I love Rhaenyra, and I understand that she's been groomed by a crazy person and has the moral compass of every Targaryen after the conquest. She's that girl. I'm sorry for those who don't get it or feel the need to justify it.

I also love Alicent, and as a victim of white people's nonsense in 2020 and the Hollywoodification of the feminist movement in the 2010s, you'll never see hate a woman when men are to blame. Seeing someone try to care about something, she has no understanding or ability to truly escape from is hard and a lot of you project the lack of understanding most people have had when it comes to feminism on her as a means to seem above her and what she does. We all fall short and to villanize her for it, is crazy, especially when the person we compare her to has access to do better and doesn’t pursue it.

I'm still waiting for y'all to dislike Daemon for killing a wife, sleeping with a woman at his wife's funeral, and strangling the other after she miscarried their child. Let's not mistake splinters for planks.

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

I just had a new idea for a headcanon!

I was thinking that within The Black Family, they had this tradition that every time a Black child was born, they would give the baby pure silver chains with the constellation or star they were named after.

Something like this but in silver with tiny diamonds. Which cost a fortune of course. Each chain is made specially for the new born. And of course it has magic of itself.

So all The Black Family members have one. Most of them wear it all the time. And others take it off from time to time. But they aren't able to lose them. Part of the magic keeps the chain attached to it's owner. It is a important jewelry as a Black.

They are very fine expensive jewelry (silver with diamonds) that only a family rich like them could afford. And they are kind of part of their identity as a family member. With even a personality of itself.

If a family member gets disowned, they automatically have to give the chain back. They don't have the right to use it anymore.

In Andromeda's case, I believed she ran away with Ted. So nobody had the chance to take her chain away. They didn't care or actually forgot. And she doesn't wear it anymore but she keeps it stored away. And sometimes looks at it remembering about her sisters and what they used to be.

Bellatrix and Narcissa always wore theirs, proud of the family they belonged to.

(Edit: Narcissa would have her flower on her chain of course. A big diamond in the center).

And at some point, Sirius and Regulus switched theirs when Sirius first went to Hogwarts. Sirius gave him his chain, promising that his star would protect him from anything. Even if he wasn't around. So Regulus kept it but in exchange, he gave him his. They made that some sort of tradition. To exchange chains each time they would go back to Hogwarts, to feel closer to each other.

When Sirius ran away and was disowned everything happened so fast that he took Regulus' chain with himself. And inspite of disagreeing with his family and hating what they did to him, Sirius kept using Regulus' chain in his brother's honor. Because he missed him and he felt closer to him.

Regulus didn't take off Sirius' chain as well. The rest of the family didn't even notice he was wearing the wrong chain. So they never questioned it.

I don't know, it is just a random idea I had. It is something that definitely The Black Family would do.

[bookishcarmela]

Shadows of Affection

warnings: alcohol abuse

slow burn Coriolanus Snow x reader, slight Felix Ravinstill x reader

Chapter 2: The Zoo

As you made your way to the lunch hall, you spotted Felix and the others enjoying their meal. A few tables down, Sejanus sat alone at a table set for three, likely waiting for Corio and you. It was a routine, his ritual, always saving a spot for you even when Felix whisked you away before you could join them. His persistent attention toward you was evident to everyone, but despite your fondness for Felix, you hadn't quite seen him in that light.

you settled beside Sejanus, exchanging greetings and a small smile. "Congratulations on the reaping today. You got the pick of the litter," you said, trying to uplift his mood. But instead of a cheerful response, Sejanus sighed heavily. "What's wrong? Aren't you happy?" you inquired, to which Sejanus replied hoarsely, "You forget. I'm part of that litter."

His words lingered, echoing the struggles he harbored from his past, despite the decade he'd spent in the Capitol. you considered Sejanus a friend, but his refusal to let go of his past hindered his potential to embrace what the Capitol offered. "Sejanus," you began, your words trailing off as Corio's chair scraped against the floor, announcing his arrival. "Are you okay, Corio?" you asked, concern etching your voice. He looked pale well paler than usual, almost on the verge of sickness. Corio slumped into the seat, his normally composed demeanor crumbling. "I'm fine," he muttered, but the sweat on his brow and the discomfort etched on his face spoke otherwise. "Corio, you don't look fine," you pressed gently, leaning closer to him. Corio shook his head, his stubbornness evident even in his discomfort. "I said leave it, Y/n!" he snapped, his tone cutting through the air. you sat in silence for a few seconds as you absorbed the sting of his words. Anger and frustration surged within you, and Coriolanus let out a sigh. "Y/n, I'm-" he began, only to be abruptly cut off by the end-of-lunch bell.

Without uttering a word, you stood up and left, the weight of his scolding lingering. It wasn't that you werent accustomed to Coriolanus's temper; you had grown up together, and you had learned to navigate it. But you despised being scolded, treated as if you were a child. How dare he speak to you like that?

 The rest of your classes passed in a haze of frustration, and you dreaded the prospect of heading home. Luckily, school let out a little earlier due to the reaping, providing you the chance to head straight to my room without encountering Quincey. 

Quincey Bradford, the man your mother married just two years after your father's death, wasn't the result of true love but rather convenience. After your father's passing, your mother spiraled into a destructive cycle of gambling and drowning her sorrows in alcohol. your mother's gambling and drinking habits consumed everything you had. your dwindling funds vanished into the bottom of a bottle or at the turn of a card until there wasn't a single dollar left.You had nothing left. Even the rich were struggling in the war, but you were left with nothing. Survival became a daily fight in a world where having enough to eat felt like a luxury.

Desperation led her to marry Quincey, a move motivated by the need to ensure your basic sustenance. In the aftermath, she adopted the role of the dutiful housewife, maintaining a facade of normalcy. But as time wore on, Quincey's true nature started to show. His temper flared, and soon, your mother bore the brunt of his anger, suffering bruises and wounds hidden beneath forced smiles. She fell back into the abyss of self-pity and despair, and as you grew older, Quincey's temper extended its reach to you. He'd make spiteful remarks about your father's righteousness, only to fall when rebel's bullet finally found its mark, as if his demise were some poetic justice. 

Inspite of everything your mother stayed with Quincey and bore him two children: Benjamin and Charlotte Bradford. Benjamin, a spitting image of his father, possessed pale skin, black hair, and hazel eyes. On the other hand, Charlotte inherited the features of your mother, with tan skin, light brown hair, and dark brown eyes. Thankfully, at eight years old, they hadn't adopted the traits of either of their parents, and in the midst of our troubled home, Benjamin and Charlotte stood apart, untouched by the darkness around us. Their innocence was a comfort, a hope that they'd be shielded from your harsh reality.

As the car rolled to a stop, you reached home, grateful for the quiet. The silence signaled that Quincey and the children weren't around. Passing through the foyer toward your room, you spotted your mother passed out on the couch, a pricey bottle of wine in her hand. Calling for the maid, Christa, you instructed her to help your mother get cleaned up and into bed before your siblings returned. With that sorted, you retreated to your room, determined to finish some last-minute assignments before bedtime.

The perks of working with Dr. Gual included skipping class to assist in her lab. Currently, you were sorting paperwork while she tinkered with a new “experiment”. As you organized, you absentmindedly turned on the small TV nearby. The broadcast announced the arrival of the new tributes. Instead of the usual horse stables, they were being placed in the Capitol zoo—an intriguing twist for this year's Hunger Games.

Focused on your work, you disregarded the TV until gasps and awe erupted from the screen. You glanced over momentarily, catching a glimpse of the tributes being dropped into their enclosure. One of them bore an uncanny resemblance to Coriolanus. But That couldn't be right.

Your attention snapped back to the screen as you realized it was indeed Coriolanus Snow inside the tribute enclosure, hand in hand with his assigned tribute. Shock coursed through me as I noticed her wearing one of his grandmother's roses in her hair. "What the Fuck" I exclaimed, my voice filled with disbelief. Why was he holding her hand? Why was she adorned with his family's emblem? What the hell was going on?

The thought that the day couldn't get any worse shattered when the camera panned out, revealing Benjamin and Charlotte, escorted by your inebriated mother, approaching the cage where 

Coriolanus and his tribute stood. you felt a chill wash over your body, your face draining of color at the sight. While other children hid behind their parents, Benjamin and Charlotte showed no fear. They boldly approached the cage, even extending their hands to shake with Coriolanus's tribute, the "little songbird" whose name you hadn’t bothered to remeber. Your mother, as usual, appeared intoxicated, hiding her eyes behind dark glasses. She seemed utterly unconcerned, heedless of the potential danger her children faced by being so close to the enclosure. 

The commotion and your surprised outburst drew Dr. Gual's attention, prompting her to join you to observe the screen. Her reaction was more amused than alarmed, and she let out a giggle, taking note of your clenched fist. you tried to calm yourself, but your tension only intensified as Coriolanus was pulled out of the cage by Peacekeepers.

As if on cue, a Peacekeeper entered the lab, saluting Dr. Gual and informing her of an urgent meeting requested by Dean Highbottom. you released a deep breath, preparing to resume your work as Dr. Gual left for her meeting. However, before you could settle back into your routine, she glanced back at you with a mischievous grin."Hippity hoppity, little dove, we have a meeting to attend," she said playfully, striding toward the door. you couldn't help but give her a curious look, following her.

As you entered the high biology lab instead of heading to Dean Highbottom's office, you couldn't shake your confusion. Why were you here? Dean Highbottom's presence only added to your perplexity, his gaze scrutinizing you before addressing Dr. Gual.

"Shouldn't you be in class, Ms. Royce?" he inquired, directing his question at you. you opened your mouth to respond, but Dr. Gual interjected smoothly, "I needed her assistance for an experiment of mine."

Her words held an element of truth—you had been aiding her with paperwork—but her insistence on having your help, specifically, was alittle puzzling but you didnt think to hard about it. Before the dean could press further, a knock interrupted, prompting an annoyed sigh from the dean as he allowed entry. To your surprise, Coriolanus stepped through the door, causing a jolt of shock and uncertainty to course through me. What was happening? You asked yourself 

Coriolanus and I exchanged surprised looks, both seemingly shocked by the presence of the other. 

You stood in silence until Dr. Gual broke it “ Hippity, hoppity.” Dr. Gaul grinned. “How was the zoo?” Then she was laughing. “It’s like a children’s rhyme. Hippity, hoppity, how was the zoo? You fell in a cage and your tribute did, too!” Coriolanus’s lips stretched into a weak smile as his eyes darted over to you for some clue as to how to react. You attempted to signal him subtly, urging him to follow along with her banter. "We did. We fell in a cage," Coriolanus finally replied, uncertain of where this conversation was headed. Dr. Gaul seemed to expect more, raising her eyebrows in anticipation. Your attempts to help Coriolanus seemed futile as he hesitated, prompting Dr. Gaul to coax him further."And?" she prodded, encouraging him to continue. "We... landed onstage?" he added tentatively Dr. Gaul chuckled approvingly. 

"You're good at games. Maybe one day you'll be a Gamemaker just like my little dove here," she remarked, playfully switching her attention between Coriolanus and you.

Then, unexpectedly, she directed a question to Coriolanus, "Do you know her, my little dove?"

Confusion washed over you. Dr. Gaul's antics seemed calculated, but her probing question made little sense. She was aware that you knew eachother, so why this charade?

Coriolanus composed himself and responded, "Yes, I am familiar with Ms. Royce," but Dr. Gaul's displeasure was evident. She frowned slightly before redirecting her attention to the dean.

"Me and my little dove have work to do, so we’ll get out of your hair. When you're done, come see me in my lab, Dean Casca," she declared, heading toward the door. You followed her out, shooting Coriolanus a lingering look.

The word "familiar" echoed in your mind during the return to the lab. Coriolanus's choice of words stung. Familiar, as if your friendship was trivial, as if you were just a foolish girl trailing after him like an idiot. Unbeknownst to you Dr. Gual’s little test for you had gone just as expected.

[tommyxgrace-always]

Tommy & Ada parallels

Political inclination

Tommy was known to be communist/socialist before the war, dreaming about changing the world. After Grace, he eventually decides to pursue politics.

Ada also shared communist ideologies and is active to an extent with Freddie. When Tommy became MP, she naturally became his political advisor. In the finale, Tommy reiterates the fact that she was born for politics in her family.

Fine things in life

Tommy liked to possess lavish and fine things. His suits for example, In s1, we see how he gets his suits done from the same place as Kimber. In s4, we hear how he gets his suits done by a tailor in London. Similarly he admired Tatiana’s luxurious car in s3 just like the look of awe he gave May’s mansion. Arrow house was decorated with the finest things - paintings, interiors, furniture and his bedroom with Grace too.

Ada’s house in s2 said it all. The interior, the furniture everything was expensive and grand. This aspect of her personality is reiterated in s5, by showing the luxurious redecoration and also her art pieces, vases etc (when finn was too scared to ruin it with his blood)

Love & Marraige

Both married the love of their life inspite of opposition from family. Ada married Freddie even though Tommy and her brothers were against a communist. Tommy married Grace even when Polly was against her.

Both their children were born out of wedlock. When Ada got pregnant there was ambiguity about Freddie’s intentions for her. Just when Ada lost hope and decides to be practical and abort, they have a dramatic reunion at the train station. Their love for each other is validated and they look forward to have their child. Similarly Grace got pregnant with Tommy’s child, there is ambiguity about her intentions and it seems they will go their separate ways again. Just when Tommy seems to have accepted that she will sail away and decides to be practical and be with May, they have a dramatic reunion at the Derby. Their love and longing for each other is re-validated and they look forward to have a life together.

Both lose the love of their life. Tommy takes it way worse because of his already existing war trauma. Ada is normal and emotionally stable so she carries on without getting sucked into addictions, depression and hallucinations whereas we all know how Tommy suffered after Grace.

Both end up being widowers and single parents

Companionship

They never looked for love again. Companions yes but not another love.

We see Ada interested in the Russian spy in s3 and later we see her with Ben Younger. There may be other men whom she saw which we don’t see onscreen. Tommy, we all know went from women to women. Prostitutes, aristocrats, communist, secretary, dead wife’s ghost, ex girlfriend’s ghost, you name it!!!

Ben Younger was Ada’s constant and the longest one we see with her. They seem to share a stable relationship like two “mutually consenting normal people” who respect each other, can share. Lizzie is a constant go-to for Tommy but they share an unequal dynamic where she has been hopelessly in love with him from beginning while he saw her as no strings attached buddy and had other priorities and is done with love after Grace. Thats why that relationship is chaotic and toxic but also convenient and practical for both.

Interestingly they also have a child out of wedlock with their companions. The difference is Tommy had to marry Lizzie as a man who took responsibility of his child. Whereas Ada mentions she wasn’t planning to marry Ben, it’s seen as a bold move.

Ada and Ben’s relationship confirms what Grace fan always knew unlike a certain section of the fandom . Just because a partner is decent and good and you like them does not automatically mean you fell in love. Ada explains in a s5 scene after she hears of Ben’s demise “I didn’t love him. But I liked him. He was decent and good….I wasn’t going to marry him. God he didn’t deserve us”. This is exactly how Tommy and Lizzie were designed too. Due to Tommy’s trauma and unequal feelings for Lizzie, their relationship is more toxic in nature than Ada and Ben’s. But at the core it was companionship. Two people having a convenient partnership that serves both. Tommy also found Lizzie to be decent and good compared to him. She took care of his children and was loyal to him and his family. She didn’t deserve him. He didn’t love her either but liked her. He felt sorry for her as she had to bear the ultimate pain of losing a child.

There is so much more I wanted to cover about their bond. But this post will be too long. So will do a separate post.

[manikas-whims]

Another beautiful line in chapter 27 of Crooked Kingdom where Inej describes Kaz as “a black glass boy of deadly edges”

“Black” here referring to his all black outfits.

But what i like is “Glass boy of deadly edges”

Yes, Inej is saying he is sharp like the glass shards that could cut deep but also in calling him a “glass boy” she's describing how actually fragile Kaz can be. As right in the previous chapter, during the bathroom scene, Inej witnessed the most vulnerable side of Kaz who tried his best to touch her inspite of the fear of drowning all over again..

[noisycroissant]

Imagine...

Astarion x Reader

Your party had just defeated a boss, and you're all back at camp tired and covered in blood and bits. You slump by the campfire and spy your lute. You remember when life used to be simple: play songs at taverns to increasingly drunk villagers and members of the First, get paid coins to continue the party, get a bowl of stew and a mug of ale as a reward from the publican for bringing customers to his door, slink off to pitch your tent somewhere high up, see the stars as you drift off.

None of that has happened since you found yourself on the Illithid ship. Your days were now filled with running from trouble to trouble, freeing prisoners, disarming traps, fighting shapshifters.

You were tired.

You reach over and pluck a very familiar dancing tune on your lute. You find the notes easily, it was, after all, your one job for years. You notice the others dropping their stuff at their tents and moving closer to you and the fire, smiles tugging at the ends of their lips. You see Wyll bow and extend a hand to Shadowheart, who's cheeks turn as pink as spring bloom. Karlach moves over to Lae'zel, her teeth dazzling from the bright smile she wears as she tries to move to a rhythm. Lae'zel look displeased but her eyes are soft. She welcomes this break inspite of herself.

You watch while the others cheer Wyll as he glides himself and Shadowheart around the campfire. Something tugs at your heart when you see Shadowheart's carefree smile. She looks just like a girl right now. A simple girl, dancing with a boy, no tadpole behind her eye, no angry goddess at her heels.

"May I have the honour?"

You look up to see a pale hand outstretched, seeking yours, a roguish grin, firelight shading half of a chiseled face, red eyes looking dark as the earth after the first rain of the year.

"A little help, Gale?" you look over towards the wizard. Gale silently moves his fingers and your lute springs to life, playing on its own, keeping the tempo.

You take Astarion's hand as he pulls you up to your feet. You move effortlessly, like you'd been dancing together for centuries. "You're rather up to date with the new dances for a 200 year old," you tease. Astarion laughs as he says, "My dear, I don't think you'd have any trouble believing I was the belle of every ball I ever attended."

He pushes you out and makes a twirling motion with his finger. Following his lead, you twirl into him and with practiced ease, he dips you to his side.

You squeal with laughter and close your eyes, holding on for life to his strong hands. As you open your eyes, you see yourself in the softest eyes you'd ever seen on Astarion's face.

The beat continues, the cheers continue, the dancing continues...you just see a man who fell a little bit deeper in love.

[yoonzinuhh]

whatever you want— mingyu

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 : reader x mingyu

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 : smut. fluff. comfort.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 : SMUT. MINORS DNI !! curse words. unprotected sex. reader has vagina. please let me know if i have missed something. (english isn’t my first language so if there’s any mistake kindly do ignore :)

𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿’𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 : this is purely fiction. i have no intentions in sexualising any idol and have great respect for them as an artist. these are for entertainment purpose only.

-10:54 p.m

mingyu’s pov:

it’s almost the day..the day i was brought into the world yet the same day i hate with my entire being..the day i wish i could erase

birthdays are special to many and sadly mingyu wasnt one.

lost in thoughts i almost miss my door bell ringing..seeing the clock say 10:54,wondering who it could be i open the door only to see my favourite person ever,my best friend or more,my safe place,my y/n.

“Hey gyu” she whispers as i let her get in. we spend most of our time together. she’s calm,unlike me..like a quiet breeze on a heavy evening,existence almost not seen yet bringing so much love and joy. she knows i hate my birthday and never insists me to celebrate it.

“Should we watch something?” she says,plopping on my couch,like its her home..i wish it is.

oh how could i tell no..i’m so in love with her. so much,just for her.

general pov:

with a sigh you pass the remote to mingyu letting him decide what to watch knowing very well he’s about to watch the same show every time. you dont mind because you know you’ll be drowsing off in few minutes. and you do.

11:54 p.m

you stretch a little,you eyes waking up to no one,mingyu isn’t beside you. you look at the time,walking around to find him.

seeing a broad shoulder peeking out at the balcony and you swear you heard a sniffle.

you know why,you know him all,all his secrets. noticing your reflection on the glass he turns quick trying to hide his tears.

“you’re up sleepyhead..thats so unlikel-“

you hug him,the tightest,like the world is ending the next minute. you know your bestfriend. he doesnt talk about what bothers him. well how can he when all he does is give,give and give. inspite of your cold response to everything he does,not because you want to but thats how you are,he never stops giving you more because he knows you care,you love.

“You can cry..your secrets are always safe with me..you know..” you whisper against his shoulder.

there is silence which is then followed by wetness on your neck crook. oh it breaks your heart. you pillar crying against you and you are grateful that he trusts you enough to show his weakest parts,just like you do.

patting his back,ruffling his hair you stay quiet. you know thats what he wants.

he slightly pulls away looking at the ground while you search for his eyes,blood shot,nose pink. your heart aches physically as you hold his face. you want to wish him for his birthday but you know he hates it.

“thanks for being born gyu..” thats all you say,just like always,short and whats needed.

he stares into your eyes slowing leaning onto your lips then pulling back immediately.

“I-I’m so sorry I don’t know w-wh-“

you close the space with him up by a kiss. a very soft,delicate and comforting kiss. he snakes his hands on your waist pulling you closer,making the kiss deeper. you don’t complain.

the kiss grows more passionate and desperate. you hugging his neck while he slides his tongue onto your mouth,exploring it. he pulls away a bit

“Please tell me to stop..please”

you don’t. you just kiss him again as you both move to the counter and he makes you sit on it.

His plumpy lips all swollen because of your longest kiss,his face shining under the moonlight. you start kissing again.

“Gyu..please”

He slowly puts his hand onto your waist band,making his way to your core,already wet. he groans at the feeling.

Putting two fingers inside,making sure you’re okay to continue,he slowly rubs your clit with his thumb,making circles to relax you while his two fingers inside pump in and out of your hole.

“Oh god- fuck” you moan out as he fastens his pace.

An unfamiliar knot on your stomach,you almost sob onto his shoulder,hiding yourself as you cum. Eyes fluttering at the euphoric feeling,tiredly you put your hands onto his pants elastic.

His eyes widens

“Are you sure about this y/n..?”

You nod as he takes you to the couch,putting you under him as you remove your pants then your panties while he works on removing your shirt.

“So fucking beautiful..oh god”

Flushed cheeks,fully naked with your legs wide apart for your bestfriend. This was the last thing you expected on his birthday.

“Tell me if you want me to stop..or if you want more..or slow..tell me everything you want..hm”

You shyly nod.

He put his tip on your entrance gaining a moan from pain. A tear escapes as he pushes a little. His leans to kiss away your tear whispering a “it’ll get better,i promise” to distract you and ofcourse he wins.

“Y-You can move now” you tell and he does. Very slowly moving rhythmically,stealing few kisses,enough for you to lose your mind. “Ouhh..fast p-please”

Skins slapping,quiet sobs and groans all over his apartment. You both don’t break your eye contact. Getting deep your grab his back,almost scratching it deep.

“Gyu i think- OH FUCK” you scream out,cum dripping. he pulls back making himself cum with his hands.

Panting and resting for few minutes he takes you to the room,making sure you clean yourself,making the bed for you both to rest.

You lie on to the bed,your back facing him. Endless thoughts on your mind,some regrets,how is this going to affect both of you. You quietly sob.

A warm hand snakes onto your waist,pulling you close.

“Hey..don’t cry..” he comforts while his heart breaks hearing you.

“I’m so sorry-“

“Don’t be. If anyone has to be sorry then its me..I should’t have-“

“And I should’ve stopped you when you asked me to..you are my bestfriend,this is so wrong,i r-ruined everything” you sob louder this time.

“Y/n..you ruined nothing. Look at me” he says as he turns you around. Tears glistening you make an eye contact with him.

“I know..I know how you feel because i feel the same way but..” pausing “we can do whatever you want to. if you want to this to the next step we can,or if you want to stop and forget everything we can…or if y-you want me to stop seeing you ever again..we still can..whatever you want..you know i love you,more than a friend should..”almost making the last sentence inaudible.

“i don’t know gyu..you’re definitely more than a friend to me..but i think i need my time,to process all of this..”

“ofcourse y/n. take your time,i can wait for an eternity” he chuckles.

you stare at him,this time with more love. cuddling each other knowing very well you’re both in love,terribly.

[not-goldy]

Realistically, if he wants children he has to leave jungkook and live with a woman/alone. If Korea suspects he has adopted a child and is raising him with a man, the child most likely will be taken away. This is not Disneyland, grow up.

And that's something to gloat about?

Opinions are like noses. Everyone has them.

Uhm, No. Compulsory hetersexuality is not his only way out in spite of the institutionalized oppression against queer individuals, inspite of the challenges queer Individuals face due to their culture.

Believe it or not Queer families do exist in SK. Queer couples exist in SK. They have for many years and they will for years to come. The world may not have been made to accommodate us but we do exist against the odds.

What you are describing here is perpetuating heteronormative traditional family values, well modern non traditional families exist in South Korea too.

The fact that their culture stigmatize people with tattoos or gay people don't mean people have stopped getting tattoos or that gay people have ceased to exist altogether for fear of oppression.

One thing about queer individuals is, if a loophole exists we will find it. Not too long yall argued its impossible for Jikook to serve together because their laws does not allow gay men to serve together and here they are proving you all wrong

Jimin has options. Believe it or not.

What you are describing is just one option, the easiest- or hardest option way out I'd say depending on how you look at it.

His life, and other queer individual's lives would be so much better if they weren't queer at all won't it?

But then again, lying about your sexuality, marrying a woman to cover up his sexuality, lying to his wife and children about who he is, using another human being to avoid persecution while hiding and meeting up at Rendezvous joints to screw other men and satisfy his gay urges- is cowardly and in itself hell yet quite common.

Some queer men do do that. It's sad, unfortunate and cruel and never easy on them too but it does happen.

If he meets a girl he genuinely loves and falls in love with and wants to build a family with her I would genuinely support that for him. He's bisexual. He can do that. It won't erase his sexuality.

If he has to use another human being to avoid persecution..... I will support that too. A boy gotta do what a boy gotta do. Sorry not sorry.

If he wants to leave SK behind, live forever as a bachelor, a single father, if he wants to use surrogates, or adopt i will support that too- fortunately for him, he has a lot of fame and money and that puts him in a privileged position compared to the average queer man in SK.

Jimin has options. Some more challenging than the other. It's his choice to make, and as he turns 30 and the social pressure increases for him to settle down, I know he's gonna think about these choices and decisions he has to make and he will decide which way to go.

He might feel they are out of time and need to get real and get with the system. Or he can choose himself and his truth and find a way around it.

I will support him any way he swings but the fact that this is what Queer people have to deal with in this life is just sad.

Stay strong Jimin. Hwaiting

[satorusbbgg]

POV: You end up with Satoru in the Prison Realm (Part-1)

"Satoru!" You screamed in sheer aghast and anxiety as Suguru Geto was about to close the gate to the Prison Realm. You could not comprehend on what to do- you were Satoru's only ally at Fukutoshin Platform (BF5), the rest were either non-sorcerers or enemies. Honestly, you despised Satoru, however seeing him all weak and vulnerable, being held down by weird, cranky-ass tentacle-like structures, made you rethink whether you actually loathed him.

Satoru did not even bother looking at you, but Suguru did, the latter grinned. "My, my, Satoru. Before you go, why don't you say good-bye to your girl?" Satoru remained stiff as ever, so did you. Suguru chuckled and then shrugged. "You had the chance to bid her a proper farewell but seeing you, I guess you don't want to." "Satoru?" You called out again, this time yet gently. Satoru spared you a tiny glance that conveyed 'Don't worry, I am the strongest' but you knew better; even he was anxious.

Suguru smiled, "Let us meet again in the new world. Good night, Gojo Satoru." For a moment, everything just stopped until Suguru's voice was heard again. "Close." You sweared felt something strange in your heart, therefore without even a mere second thought, you leapt in, intentionally, along with Satoru.

"Holy shit!" Satoru cursed as you both landed in Prison Relam. You gulped; why did you even jump in? "Care to get up from my lap or do you like daddy's lap too much?" Your cheeks flushed as you realized that you landed on Satoru's lap. You practically scurried off his lap and, in that process, your head hit a pile of bones which made you wince. Satoru did not even try to stifle his laugh and burst out laughing. "God! You're such a clumsy ass idiot!"

You huffed in annoyance and sat up straight with a visible red and swollen bump on your forehead, making him laugh harder. You rolled your eyes, "You are the idiot! You fell in Sug-Kenjaku's trap, for God's sake!" Satoru held his stomach, not even reacting to what you had said. "Well, I agree, however come on, Suguru was my beloved sweetheart so it was obvious for me to you know.... But but but, you are the dumber one since you got yourself into his trouble. I am not even your friend, sweetie. Don't you hate me?"

"Inspite of my personal feelings towards you, this is professional business, and you are my colleague, it is very normal to be concerned of your colleague, right?" You spoke in a rather confident manner, but the last word sounded unsure because you indeed were flabbergasted as to why you jumped in with Satoru. He looked at you with a teasing glint in his eyes and speaks up, "I don't think concern extends up to jumping in Prison Realm with a person you despise. Tell me, what is it? Do you perhaps have a crush on me or are you in love, huh?"

Your face flushed in crimson as you tried to find a suitable reason for his question... but he was correct, indeed. Yet you couldn't let him win... you had to wipe that stupid smirk off his face. "Well, I was concerned that you would not be able to take part in your usual miscellaneous activities like shopping and making people furious and therefore, you might bore yourself to death. I am simply here to accompany you, Satoru." His grin widened, "So you are volunteering for me to annoy you? Oh, you are so in love~"

You gritted your teeth, glaring at him, "Anything but that-" You were cut off by him laughing. "You really don't know me, do you? Either I spend my time fighting curses and teaching or", he leaned in closer to you, his breath brushing your ear, "I go around making pretty girls like you beg for my cock, suck on it and then of course, I make them cum, manifold times on my cock."

A/N: Part 2 will be up soon!

[punkeropercyjackson]

TBH!!!!The only way you can make Aang look bad in Kataang is by making it out to be like Katara was never into him romantically but at the end of the day,regardless of what you believe of it's writing,she was!There were hints of her feeling the same way about him he does starting from The Boy and The Iceberg and you can hate them all you want but saying she didn't have a crush on him is straight up lying about canon and it's okay to like them better platonically because you feel that works better than them as a couple but Aang never forced his feelings on Katara-He would never want to to begin with but he wouldn't need to because she fell for him all on her own

Almost all the scenes of him showing his love for her were met with positive responses from her and there were several moments of her returning his gestures completely unprompted to make their dynamic equal and her being confused about the nature of her and Aang isn't an invalidation of it,it's because contrary to Zutara shippers' adultification addiction she's a 14 year old girl who's never dated anyone lmao!She didn't flirt back with Jet because he's a bit older(thankfully not by a creepy amount,only 16)and therefore more experienced in this department so she couldn't keep up with his tactics and her Aang flirtatiouns are middle school/high school freshman-coded as a result and it's also canon one of the reason's she feel for Aang is BECAUSE he's more childish than her,not inspite of it,and makes her feel like a real kid for once and i mean it's not like anybody else goes out of their way to do it consitently,least of all Mister 'You won't forgive me?Okay,let's bond by you killing someone while i watch and don't help!'.The prime example of this is the season 3 kisses arguments

She literally offered to kiss him FIRST and got prissy when he tried to deny her out of shyness and uncertaincy!Like this is exactly what i'm talking about,you can't call Aang abusive for pursuing a girl you THINK didn't like him so you remove all the context of their relathionship to 'prove it's canon' when it's ACTUAL NONSTOP IN YOUR FACE CANON that she loved him back the whole time!It's such a violent removal of Katara's agency and to use it to justify Zutara because 'Zuko is what girls are SUPPOSED to like' is so deeply rooted in bioessentialism and conservative m/f dating and TBFH!!!!!!!!!!!Zutara shipper saying Z/K antis have 'internalized misogyny' is a big lie with countless evidence debunking it and them removing responsibility themselves for all the damage they do but if a Kataang shipper said 'hating Kataang because you think Zutara is better is internalized misogyny',well,they wouldn't exactly be wrong seeing as they'd ALSO have countless evidence and that's ironically enough thanks to Zutara shippers themselves!

[hand-picked-star]

It's not a khushi bashing post.Just because I am highlighting a mistake of her,it doesn't mean that I don't love that character. Flaws would have made her more beautiful, I wished her flaws were highlighted and she would get time to work on them instead of being perfect.

I just want to highlight a certain angle of the impact of khushi's decision of not telling the raizadas about Shyam had on Anjali and Arnav.When khushi knew the truth, Anjali was not pregnant.It is really sick if you think about it, the psycho shyam was sleeping with Anjali while being obsessed with khushi and telling her that he didn't consider Anjali as his wife.The psycho might had slept with Anjali within 15-20 days before she discovered she was expecting.sick,very sick.

If khushi told them earlier then that situation could have been avoided for Anjali. Another thing the show failed to show but leave if for interpretation that how much humiliation and insult a child had to endure for their parents infidelity in society. They must had suffered that by being the offsprings of cheating father.Arnav felt the society only had accepted him when he became rich.That's why he adored the guptas so much because they accepted him despite facing his rage many times,they accepted him despite his flaws. Same goes for khushi. She accepted and loved Arnav as he was, whole-heartly.It's also the reason why Anjali worshipped Shyam.

Anyway, So, it was completely a valid reason for Anjali to think of same consequences for her child. No matter how much they loved that child but the vultures of the society would devour that child for having cheating gene in it's bloodline.The society would not spare the child whose father had no respect neither in the household not in the society just like their father.

Also growing up as a orphan or fatherless is also a pain of different genre.Our life, society and day-to-day life are constructed in a manner that we needed our father in every aspect of our life.I said it not to diminish the struggle of single mothers.Those who have grown up with your father in the picture, just imagine can you picturize a life without him?Then think the pain of an orphan, and then think of the pain of a child who is orphan inspite of it's father being alive and leveled as a person whose father was a despicable person. No mother would have wanted that for her child.That time on that hospital room two siblings relived their worst nightmare once again.Anjali was that child once upon a time who thought that life was worst than death.Arnav was that child who had already lived the life that the child would had lived. A pain that no one would understand except them.

And all of this happened, because khushi didn't tell them the truth in time, believed that a psycho, manipulator like shyam would change.The way he got engaged to khushi should have been a warning enough.Then after the reveal khushi was told firmly that she should not interact with Anjali for valid reasons. But still she didn't listen. I know her intent was good, in her heart she only wanted best for Anjali, but didn't she ignored the fact that the best for Anjali for that moment was not to interact with khushi? Khushi talked with Anjali to try to reduce her guilt, whatever you say, their interaction was not absolutely selfless from khushi's side.And this mistake of hers had almost cost Arnav his last surviving kin.Furthermore, Their relationship might not even had survived if Anjali was successful in hurting herself.

So upon first watch, watching khushi-anjali conversation and what happened afterwards, Anjali's reaction seemed exaggerated. But now in rewatch, her reaction doesn't seem excessive, does it?

My scattered thoughts (12/?)

[littlemisssquiggles]

...So...about the second episode of RWBY Beyond...

[SPOILERS AHEAD! NUFF SAID]

It skips over the return of RWBY and Jaune, reuniting with their comrades in Vacuo and getting to see everyone’s reactions to being reunited with their missing comrades after so long.

Alright. I guess they're saving that for V10 if it gets greenlit. Fair and fine.

That being said, it skips over the reunion to focus a whole episode on Jaune in the aftermath of the return from the Ever After?

...Huh?

I’m sorry. But for the sake of being that person, I’m gonna be that person.

Just to set the record straight, I don’t hate Jaune. I've never hated Jaune as a character. I have mostly had issues with the way the Writers just love to have Jaune’s development usurp others who deserve the screen time and focus more than him.

Personally, I do not care for Jaune’s development right now. Jaune’s whole experience in the Ever After, for me, did NOT need to be a focus episode for RWBY Beyond.

Especially since there are other characters who had more tragic experiences in the Ever After whose feelings I would’ve liked to see in the aftermath.

And by other characters, I mainly mean Ruby!

I do, however, love the detail of Oscar being someone that Jaune gets to talk to.

That was nice and I’m pleased to see that for a second time, Oscar is featured in RWBY Beyond. I actually hope that’s a thing for the final two episodes. I hope that Oscar appears in each episode of RWBY Beyond, even if he’s just in the background.

But going back to my original rant, Jaune is NOT the person I was itching to see Oscar talk to especially in respect to their experience in the Ever After.

If there is any body I wanted to see talk to Oscar, it’s RUBY ROSE! And no, this has nothing to do with Rosegarden or shipping potential at all. I’m talking about this from a narrative perspective.

Ruby’s whole arc in the Ever After was basically about life, death and rebirth in a sense. A complete deconstruction of her character, resulting in her committing the Ever After equivalent of “suicide” and be faced with an ultimatum of choosing to become someone else or be herself in which she chose herself.

Ruby lost herself in the Ever After for a moment. Oscar is on the cusp of losing himself at this moment.

Ruby saw Oscar “die” as part of an illusion that hinted at her being responsible for his death and/failing to save him just like she did with other friends like Penny.

Oscar is on the cusp of “dying” metaphorically right now.

YOU DON’T THINK THESE ARE TWO PEOPLE WHO DEFINTELY NEED TO TALK TO EACH OTHER?!!

C’MON CRWBY! IT'S FINE THAT JAUNE GETS TO TALK TO OSCAR BUT I NEED RUBY TO TALK TO OSCAR TOO!

And speaking of Oscar, don't think I didn't notice his little awkward cough and shifty eyes, immediately redirecting the conversation when Oscar made a point about being in similar situation to Jaune and Jaune be like "You mean Ozpin, right?" and Oscar be like "Aah yes, of course". Ya'll ain't slick dropping dem Merge crumbs! For what it's worth, I do hope an episode focus more on Oscar and Oz in the cards for the final two episodes.

Overall, this second episode of RWBY Beyond was alright. As was the first.

The artwork of RWBY Beyond is absolutely breathtaking to me and is easily my favourite part of watching the anthology. Inspite of the limited animation, the beautiful artwork more than makes up for it. I definitely wouldn’t mind an actual physical RWBY storybook anthology series done in this same art style.

Makes me wish that Fairytales of Remnant animated series was done in this exact same style instead of the awkward Camp Camp style that DID NOT feel like RWBY at all.

All in all, onward to the next episode of RB. Makes me wonder who will be the focus of the final two episodes.

Like which characters will be we get to have an episode about? Obviously, speaking for myself, I would love an Oscar-centric episode. I mean…he’s been in every episode thus far so it’d be nice to see on all about him for once.

Outside of Oscar, I wouldn’t mind an episode about the Schnee Family done from Whitley’s perspective? That’s also a good one to see.

And of course, if there is one person an episode needs to be done on, it has to be Ruby. I mean the Oscar and Whitley ones are probabilities but a Ruby-focus episode for RWBY Beyond has to be in the cards, right?

If they can touch base on Jaune’s feelings during the Aftermath of the Ever After then surely, they gotta talk about Ruby's whole experience with her literal death and rebirth, right? RIGHT?

I guess only time will tell. 2 Episodes down. 2 more to go so see ya’ll next week.

~LMS (2024)

[emjiroki]

Omegaverse *and* tribal au just the thought has me freaking drooling...... and the world building opportunities that secondary genders could bring in to tribal life like just imagining all the ways it could work is so cool!

Also just like. Enji in leather and jewelry and nothing else... Enji in the firelight under a full moon... Enji with tattoos that celebrate his successes... Enji scooping you up and carrying you to somewhere at least passably private to fuck your brains out....... 🥺😳👉👈

AAAAAAHHHHHH okay yes this has been making me crazy!!!! (Disclaimer the only reason the tribal au headcanons weren't Omegaverse was because a nice anon asked if I could make the headcanons regular, I totally understand that Omegaverse is not for everyone! BUT NOW I HAVE A GREAT EXCUSE TO GO FERAL) sorry it took so long everyone I hope you enjoy

Link to the non a/b/o tribal headcanons

18+ ONLY below the readmore

Your courtship was short, a week at the gathering before you agreed to travel back with him to the mountains and only a month before he publicly proclaimed before his tribe council that he, their Chief, would be taking you as his mate and future bride

Enji knows you're his fated mate from the moment he sees you. He always kind of knew his former omega wasn't it, inspite of the arranged marriage. After she had left back to her home tribe he really thought he'd never find love again, until he met you at one of the large tribe gatherings during the harvest season. Your scent drew him in like a moth to a flame and he knew you were his

He did his best to keep to tradition and not copulate with you until your bonding ceremony, so the foreplay was almost constant. He was barely in the mindset for meetings with his tribe members or any sort of celebrations or other important ceremonies, his mind constantly fixated on stretching you on his fingers and drinking your slick down like ambrosia. Your cries of pleasure were like angels singing in his ears and could be heard very clearly to anyone straying too close to his hut. Unfortunately for them...

The first full moon of the summer season finally came your bonding ceremony, he had discussed his tribal traditions with you before hand to make sure you were comfortable and that you weren't caught off guard due to the nature of the ceremony. The beginning was simple, Enji slaughters a goat for a blood sacrifice in your honor and the Shaman paints the blood across you and Enji’s chest first, across your heart for eternal love and across your face and eyelids to ward off negativity and evil. But the second half of the ceremony after your marital beads are place around your throats is the part he tried to make you comfortable with

The tribe council has to be present for the official bonding and first knotting, to at least see you connected and bonding marks fresh bleeding. It made you a little uneasy at first, but with Enji being as aggressive as he is they all kept their eyes to the floor as he shielded you from their view.

He was delicate as he laid you against the fur bedding, whispering reassurance and promises against your skin as he breached your virgin entrance for the first time. The combination of your scents and smell of your blood staining his cock had him nearly going feral but he kept himself steady so he didn't hurt you. It was the last thing he ever wanted to do. "I love you, so much. Endless as the river my sweet omega" he whispers as he kisses the overwhelmed tears from your cheeks. And you believed him, could feel it through the grip of his fingers laced with yours above your head as he began to move and fuck into your soft body. It took a few minutes to adjust to his size but soon you were calling for more, locking your legs around his waist and pulling him into you until his flushed head was tapping your cervix with every thrust of his hips.

Enji was coming to his end just as soon as he expected, your tightness milking everything from him until he was dizzy with your sweet scent flooding his senses. He was holding back drool as he watched your eyes roll back and your pretty swollen lips part in ecstasy. "A-Alpha I'm-" "Cum for me love, let me feel you so I can give you everything" with a strangled and barely coherent cry you were tensing and squeezing around him so hard it nearly forced him out until one of his strong hands locked your hips into place as he growled deeply and released into your warmth, his knot sealing your entrance to keep his cum inside.

With aftershocks of your orgasms racking our bodies you two sealed the bond, your mating marks red, raw, and prominent against your throats as you tasted each others blood. Everything felt calm and peaceful after the bond was set, the pheremones calming and instincts feeling the rightness of everything settling in. The council was all but forgotten about until the motion of them leaving the hut had Enji snarling and holding you close to his body protectively, your blood staining against his chin and bringing forth the true animal version of his instincts that had your inner omega preening and purring against his strong chest.

After a moment you could hear the tribe cheering from the news of your consumation, the great bonfire starting and soon the smell of roasting meat reached your hut and your growling stomachs. "As soon as the knot releases we can join the celebration if you'd like" he says quietly as he strokes his fingers along your spine in a soothing pattern, your own fingers tracing the tattoos along his chest and arms, his many years of success telling stories across his skin. "I'd like that, but could we spend a bit longer in here together, just us?" You asked, feeling vulnerable after your private moment. "Of course, anything for you" he says with a rumbling purr, nosing against his mating mark, "my beloved mate and soon to be mother of my pups".

If anyone has anymore Tribal au thoughts or requests send them my way because I love this au!!! Doesn't have to be omegaverse btw

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

if Henry is God, is Charlie Jesus? I feel like that would fit him (has a whole salvation & revival thing going on)

-@drinkinboilingcoffee

yes! I think I've talked about this briefly before but Charlie dies and comes back (as the Puppet), performs miricales (puts dead kids in robots), seems to be generally benevolent and forgiving (she's like.. not mad at Bill in UCN), and is this general, looming presence largely because of her death not inspite of it.

[thisnightissparkling089]

Long analysis and parallel of Tim x Lucy vs. Owen x Cristina (Grey's Anatomy) regarding trauma below the cut.

I rewatched 6x07 yesterday afternoon while resting, and that awkward ending scene with Tim and Lucy.

I previously compared Tim and Lucy to Owen and Cristina from Grey's Anatomy, when Owen has PTSD from the war and continues to push Cristina aware for fear of tainting her with his trauma and because he doesn't feel deserving of his love. Cristina tells him she knows what she can handle and she'll decide when enough is enough.

Which is what Lucy should have had the option to do and why I loved her speech to Grey so much.

"Shouldn't I be the one to decide what I deserve and if I even want better?" Yes, Lucy, you should.

The ending scene of 6x07 reminded me of Owen and Cristina yet again. In Greys, they break up early on and try and give each other space.

One of their first meetings after the break up, Owen is coming off the elevator, and they try to have a conversation, but can't. All Owen can say is "Take care now."

Cristina ends up confronting him after work, calling him out for being happy that day and trying to make small talk.

"Take care now?! What even is that??"

Owen hands her a piece of paper, which she reads aloud.

"Hey there now"

"Take care now"

"Nice work, Yang"

He explains that these are all three word sentences he and his therapist came up with so that he would have something he could say to her that wasn't the three words he wanted to say "I love you."

"The three words that you know I feel but cannot say, because it would be cruel to say them to you, because I'm no good for you. I don't want to torture you. I don't want to look at you longingly when I know I can't be with you. So yeah, I'm smiling. And I'm saying things like take care now."

I'm seeing so many takes lately that Tim was cold and aloof, and how dare he make small talk like nothing is happening.

THAT'S THE WHOLE POINT.

He's making the small talk and he's keeping his distance because he's in love with Lucy and yet doesn't feel good enough for her. He thinks she deserves better. And so he's trying to get her to move on. Which is stupid, yes. I agree. Lucy should get to decide what she wants and deserves, as she said.

But Tim cannot see past that. He is quite literally his own worst enemy right now.

I'm hopeful that through therapy, he can begin to see that this relationship is about the both of them and that he can learn to love himself and understand that he is worthy of love and that Lucy loves him fiercely, inspite of his flaws.

[icantspellthings]

I wonder what Oliver would've lied about if he got obsessed with other people, for instance, Venetian or Farleigh.

I'm assuming Venetian is going to Oxford, but it is a 3rd year now about to graduate. Oliver sees her first instead of Felix, is possibly enamoured by the way she dressed and how much she stands out from the crowd yet has people flocking around her. Venetia loves "real" people, people who aren't afraid to indulge in the filth and grime of life (she was so horny for period sex on a fucking bench in the middle of the garden, girl is a freak. Walked back to her room just covered in period blood while free bleeding. Do not get me started on the vampire scene an how much spit and fluids we were shown)

I don't think Venetia would fall for the "damsel in distress" act that Oliver put on for Felix, she was attracted to a more dominant Oliver who took control of things, who desires her even when she didn't think she was desirable. I think Oliver would go with the same druggie parents angle but maybe not made it so sad and awful on his part. Instead of making it some kind of tragic tale he instead made it a triumphant one. A story about how he was able to escape from his fucked up family and become his own man. He probably will mention his sisters but make them the golden child, born before their parents started doing drugs, lived a relatively normal childhood ane moved out as adults leaving oliver all alone. Because fundamentally, Venetia knows that in her family she will always play second fiddle to Felix the golden son, she will never be the center of attention. But maybe she can bew someone, because if this poor broken boy with druggie parents who lives in abject poverty can crawl his way up to become someone of his own making, then so can she. She feels a kinship with Oliver, being the unwanted child, she finds him real and refreshing, raw and rough around the edges in a way her other aristocratics friends are not. I think this version of Oliver would be much messier and also more assertive less passive because Venetia loves mess, she's a mess herself after all, and she likes someone who can deal with her mess unflinchingly, and maybe even love her inspite of it.

And for Farleigh, oh Farleigh, he was antagonistic right from the start. He's just itching for a fight with anyone and everyone, lots of anger in him, justifiable anger really having to live with the Cattons treating him like their special charity case. From the first tutorial scene with Oliver, you can see that Farleigh likes the Oliver fights back. He's intrigued that this no name boy from bum fuck no where has the wit to spit fire right back at him. I do think that if Oliver just kept being a little bitch Farleigh would eventually start noticing him. My personal interpretation is that Farleigh dislikes the little helpless boy act that Oliver does with Felix, it might remind him a little to much of who he used to be or it makes him think about what the Cattons want him to be, the perfect victim charity case they can help.

I don't think Farleigh could really become friends with Oliver, they're too similar but also too different. Frenemies with benefits certainly because he was obviously physically attracted to Oliver. Oliver probably wouldn't have to lie about his family to Farleigh, he obviously isn't interested in that. Oliver would just need to continue to be a scathing little bitch. They can shit talk Felix behind his back to each other, a common enemy(friend) if you will.

This quite possibly makes absolutely no sense at all it's really just a word salad, but I just needed to get it out of my brain.