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I am not your enemy - Lance fanfiction part 31

Chapter 31 : You're going to have to take your clothes off

- Princess, you may be incredibly perfect in this outfit, you're going to have to take your clothes off.

I stared at him, literally speechless.

- That I... what ?

And then, what was this sudden new nickname ?

He huffed, as if my question, which was also completely legitimate, irritated him in any way.

- Like I told you, if humans are here, there's a good chance it has something to do with you. I can't leave you in the Crystal Room with the other inhabitants. It would be too dangerous, both for you and for them.

Showing me the clothes and armor lying on the table, he continued :

- Except you're going to have to stay with me. And even though you look... more than gorgeous in that dress, you're going to have to put on something more practical. We have very little time, we'll have to hurry.

I nodded, troubled by the words he used to describe me.

As if, after denigrating himself, he was trying to put me on a pedestal, thus widening the chasm between us, thus proving to himself that he was probably not worth it and that his categorical reaction could only be justified.

But I did not agree with this method.

- Very well, I whispered angrily.

Without further ado, I took off my high heels while leaning on the wooden ledge, thus losing many centimeters. With a kick, I sent them flying under the table and then attacked the many strings in my back that held my dress. Pretending to ignore me, Lance did the same, removing his golden epaulettes and the red scarf that ran along him. His white jacket quickly followed the same trajectory.

All the strings undone, I let the soft fabric slide down my body, revealing my lace underwear. When it hit the ground, I jerked my feet free.

As he fastened the armor on his large chest, I noticed the dragon's eyes drift unwillingly over me, lingering on my curves, igniting a probably involuntary flame in the hollow of his pupils. Then he lowered his head, clearing his throat at the same time with an uncertain movement, before grabbing the paraphernalia placed in front of him.

- What should I wear ? I questioned him.

Hands full, he walked around the table before stopping in front of me, suddenly towering above me. And, for the first time since Falco had interrupted us, he finally met mine.

With an intensity that left me speechless.

Despite the barriers he constantly strove to maintain around him - erecting them as if they were no more than his only lifeline, his only keep out of a chaotic, devastating expanse of water, which would surely take him to his depths if he wasn't careful - I guessed a multitude of emotions when his gaze locked on mine.

His chest heaved, as if he took a deep breath before plunging under the black water, keeping me in suspense. Then, finally, his eyes tore harshly from mine before becoming shifty again.

And my heart seemed to choke.

- It's only a more suitable outfit but a little complicated to put on when you don't know. My teams are already there. With a night like this, it's always best to watch the surroundings, but we need to be in better condition in case of a fight. I don't know how it's outside and I would prefer that you run as little risk as possible.

His voice cracked several times during his tirade, which strangely caressed my ears.

Because he was clearly losing his means...

Following his words, the dragon caught me off guard as he crouched down in front of me, the garment in his hands. I raised my eyebrows in amazement.

- Lance, are you aware that I'm big enough to manage to dress mysel...

But the end of my sentence died on my lips when his fingers, so fresh, curled delicately around my calf. With a sure gesture, he then lifted my leg to help me put on the whole thing. When he had finished taking care of the second, his fingers lingered just behind my knee, caressing perhaps without realizing it the skin so thin there, which gave rise to an irrepressible goosebumps on all my body.

And of course, Lance noticed it.

For a moment his eyes stared at my legs, those turned so white in his large tanned palms, and I thought I could make out a faint smile stretching the corner of his lips before he pushed the soft fabric up my thighs. In the same momentum, he sat up in front of me, stopping the race of his hands just on my hips, touching my stomach.

The dragon then began to tie the garment, circling my body with his arms before pulling the laces over my stomach. Standing so close to me, probably much too close for that matter, I could feel his cold breath on my chest, which was heaving faster and faster.

And I had to admit that its freshness was welcome because, for a few seconds, I was starting to get really hot.

By the Oracle, was Lance aware that the way he dressed me was almost as ambiguous, even somewhat erotic, as the way he undressed me ?

Still, neither of us broke the placid silence we had agreed to, only the sound of laces being pulled echoing through the room. Seeing him take care of me like this took all my attention, so much so that I paid little attention to the small shocks that ran through my skin each time his skilful fingers touched me.

Surprisingly cold discharges, moreover, very different from the usual ones...

His gestures were sure, he knew how to put on this kind of armor in record time. Yet I felt the attention he gave to his task, as he trying not to hurt me. And, maybe I had dreamed it, but I was sure I felt his fingers linger for a moment against my stomach. His thumb caressed my skin in an infinitely soft way at this precise spot, which aroused a new emotion in me.

I couldn't stop my heart from racing. This closeness, just in the wake of his stormy words, made me more than confused and I knew he was too. How were we supposed to behave towards each other after all this, exactly ?

But this distance, it was Lance who had established it, and only him. And despite everything, his words had hurt me deep inside.

So I did nothing. Nothing but watch him carefully.

Eventually, this moment came to an end at some point, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. Still walled in a stony silence, Lance had helped me put the top on in record time, probably relieved to have only my eyes to avoid. Within seconds I was covered from top to bottom.

- Alright, we can go, he told me in a hoarse voice, swallowing hard.

This wasn't the time to approach him about this subject, I was well aware of that. Still, my heart sank painfully.

- Above all, don't move away from me and try to always stay in my field of vision.

Still in a daze from this strange moment, I nodded to let him know that I understood.

I had to pull myself together.

The dragon dragged me out of the hall. Hurrying through the awfully quiet market square, we finally arrived at the HQ gardens.

Suddenly, several voices began to sound not far from us. Lance and I exchanged a quick look before sneaking our way to the front gate of HQ.

- Calm down. All we ask is to meet the human. The one you call « Oracle's Chosen ».

I froze in place, bewildered.

How could humans have heard of my existence? Miiko's potion having normally erased me from every memory.

Or else, for that, they had to at least have had real contact with faeries, which wasn't supposed to be the case... right ?

Nevra's voice suddenly rose, calm and thoughtful.

- And what exactly do you want with her, « Oracle's Chosen » ?

He increased his intonation on his last words, repeating the ones they had used. I leaned over to better observe the scene. One of the men, probably the one who had just spoken, raised an eyebrow as he lingered on Nevra, then a weak smile tugged his thin lips.

- We just want to talk to her, nothing more. But you, the vampire, should be more open to helping us meet her... am I wrong ?

That...

What did the man mean by that ?

Despite the very low light, night having fallen for several hours already, I still managed to distinguish the jaw of the said concerned suddenly clenching. Before letting out a weak chuckle.

- You have the eye. I'm indeed a vampire, you're right. But that, it's perhaps by dint of frequenting those of my race, am I wrong ?

Nevra toyed with them, seeming to enjoy deflecting their questions so as not to provide them with a concrete answer. The man didn't even try to hide the gleam of amusement that shone deep in his eyes.

- I cannot refute that the vampires of Yaqut are well known to us, indeed. But I'm still surprised to meet one here, given what they... well, never mind, he cut off with a wave of his hand, as if rejecting any information that he suddenly deemed useless. We are here for a whole other thing and it would not be necessary to linger too long. So, he resumed with a darker air, the human, where is she ?

A shiver suddenly ran through me as his expression had changed. Beside me, I felt Lance tense up as well.

I knew he had to join Nevra but that my presence was holding him back...

- Unfortunately, I don't think it will be possible, resumed the vampire. I don't know what my peers have told you, but know that they're not really known to be trustworthy. So, if you want...

Not letting him finish his sentence, the one who was to be the leader of the group of humans suddenly raised his arms in front of him, immediately followed by all his men, holding a gun firmly in his black-gloved hands directly at Nevra.

- Very well, if we have to go through the hard way, we'll not hesitate...

My blood only boiled.

Escaping Lance's vigilance and no longer answerable for anything, as the anguish had just wrapped around me, I rushed in great strides in the direction of the two men who were now staring at each other, my ears ringing under the violent blows of my already disordered pulse.

- NO, DON'T SHOOT !

The man froze then, the gun still pointed directly at Nevra �� who wasn't moving one iota.

- It's me, I continued, totally out of breath from the panic that had swallowed me whole. It's me you're looking for. I am the human, or Oracle's Chosen.

Quickly grabbing my wrist, the vampire breathed through clenched teeth :

- Andraste, what are you playing, here ?

- What about you ? This is a far more dangerous weapon than any you can possess on Eldarya, it could kill you in one shot !

- That's my problem, not yours.

What ?!

An almost sick laugh interrupted us.

- Well, we're here ! You see, it wasn't that complicated, after all.

When I turned to face him, I was surprised to fall directly on a huge back with broad shoulders, totally tense.

- Let's get this straight, Lance growled right in front of me, his voice so ominous that even the man shuddered. At no time do you approach her, is that understood ?

- Ola, calm down, his interlocutor laughs nervously while finally lowering his weapon, raising his hands in the air to prove a feigned innocence. I see that she's not provided without the watchdog that goes with her. But that's okay, she must be pretty valuable.

Suddenly, a bright cold light sounded a little lower, catching my eye. Lance's ice. It was literally pulsing against his palms, wrapping around his long fingers and wrist.

The man couldn't help showing a stunned pout before trying to pull himself together.

- I'm the leader here, so you'll have to speak to me, Nevra intervened, stepping forward, feeling that the dragon's nerves were failing him. And your intervention, in the middle of the night and, what is more, the evening of a special event, is far from proving to me the candid value of your intentions. So, unless you are in a hurry, you will have to start by explaining your motivations to us.

The man glared, as if really annoyed by the turn of events. Then he capitulated, holstered his weapon right at hip level.

- Unfortunately, we're indeed in a hurry. You see, we still can't keep the portals open as long as we'd like, and this conversation is dragging on a little too long for my liking.

Turning to me, catching my gaze despite the two men standing between us, he added :

- Charles sent us, he blurted, his words echoing like a ticking time bomb inside me. He says you'll know who it is. What he wants is to be able to talk to you. On earth.

Then he turned away from my eyes to address the faeries facing him, looking resolute.

- We'll be back in two days, at the same time. And I dare to hope that the beautiful people of Eldarya will be more... inclined, to discuss.

Slowly, the group of men began to retreat, before finally turning their backs on us and disappearing into the forest that bordered the walls of the HQ.

Lance and Nevra didn't move immediately, staring straight at the edge of the trees.

- I have to join Huang Hua to report to her immediately, I'll let you take care of the rest, whispered the vampire in the direction of his second.

Getting ready to leave, he turned his back on him before hesitating for a moment. Finally, he planted a hand on his shoulder to slip him a few last words, much lower.

- We're going to do everything so that nothing happens to her, you know that.

Then he patted him with a friendly gesture.

- Try to pick yourself up.

When Nevra finally walked away, Lance's voice rang out harshly, addressing the Obsidian members all around us.

- Return to your posts immediately. No millimeter of HQ should be overlooked.

Following his order, the entire team then disbands, returning to where they came from. Gradually, the footsteps died away behind us, yet Lance still didn't move, remaining resolutely turned away from me.

This made the uneasiness between us rise.

Not really knowing what to say or do, I waited patiently for him to finally decide to... I don't know, make a gesture, say something ?

Without warning, his hand went up for the umpteenth time of the evening to his face, thus rubbing his eyes with ardor with a tense gesture.

- Fuck... he swore softly. Seriously, what the hell had you got into, jumping right into their trap ?!

Indignant, I felt the anger flowing in my turn. Lance had been angry with me for far too many times in one night.

- They were going to shoot Nevra, I remind you !

Unable to contain himself, he turned quickly to face me, anger rumbling deep in his eyes.

- So what ?! he got even more angry. You were planning to protect him with your body, perhaps ? Nevra is a vampire and one of the best soldiers I know, he would have necessarily managed to get away with it. But you, what would you have done, if they had really shoot ?!

- It was the only way to stop it and you know it ! You don't know humans like I know them, you can't know how treacherous, cold and desperate they are to achieve their goal ! They would inevitably have left a souvenir before leaving, even if it means dropping some of us just for form !

With energy, he painfully grabbed my arm before adding, in a dull, reproachful voice :

- And the baby, have you thought about it ?!

I widened my eyes, caught off guard, expecting anything but those words.

- You're pregnant, damn it ! If you really want to keep it, at least make the effort to take care of yourself ! What if something happened to you, did you think about it ?

- I...

In fact, I was left speechless. What was this weird blackmail Lance was doing to me ? And why was he getting so angry, so worried about something he had made it clear to me that he didn't want ?

It didn't make sense anymore...

Much too annoyed, my anger fell like a breath when I saw once again, his eyes fill with a thousand emotions far too unbearable for one person.

- Lance, I... I'm going to be more careful, I promise you, I said with difficulty. Nothing will... nothing will happen to me and the... baby.

He remained lost in my gaze for several seconds, suddenly seeming on the verge of breaking completely when he realized, with a hint of panic, the virulence with which he had squeezed my arm. When his fingers came loose, a sharp pain came over me at the same time as the trace of his huge hand marked my skin, but it didn't hurt me as much as the look he gave me at that moment.

A look totally horrified, frozen by the dread of his sudden gesture.

- Damn, when I tell you that I can't be a father, Andraste... he choked back.

(Chapter 32)

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arkhamcalamity · 10 months

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-scoots in like a skidmark- OKAY, your portrayal of Amity is fucking legendary and of all the characters I see on here, she is the one who legitimately gives me the biggest chills??? There is something so primordial and fierce about this woman... which is obvious I guess, because you don't become a vengeful spirit harbouring such deep grudges over nothing but seriously - the things that Amity went through during her short life is a deeply tragic story I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy but from her perspective, her goals and feelings are so understandable and it's hard not to feel something for her even though the people who hurt her are long since dead and gone? As vicious as Amity can be, it's heartfelt that she's not completely unreasonable. She may be long dead but it's the small things like that which make her feel so alive, that even though Millie was a Cobblepot, Amity judged her to have suffered enough and wanted her out of Arkham. The relationship between her and Olive, with Cassie Blackfire and more is just an absolute treat to behold, because it's a stark reminder that Amity is more than just an angry restless spirit - she is part of Gotham, part of the very city's foundations and her connections run deep be it through blood, the desire for vengeance or just pure spite that keeps her going. Gotham has some dark history and few things are darker than how everything got started. Your writing is so detailed and chock-full of lore galore, making your appearances on the dashboard easily the best part of the day! Always eager to see more from this muse and the beautifully novellistic way of writing that you have!

portrayal meme @oculusxcaro chip got me crying in the club

the way i sat on this for a week bc i'm speechless.

i'm so glad you like her, and my lore obsession. i freaking love having 100s of years to work with for backstory.

BUT THE FOUNDING? And her death? I love baking in that shit, bc it's like they SEALED corruption and power-hunger into the city. And now Gotham can't be separated from the corruption and bodies she was built upon no matter how many people with good intentions try

And Amity is so complex. Bc when she retains more of herself and her sanity? she does still believe in a line. Canonically, she ends up sparing Two-face for the same reasons she did Millie Jane- they'd suffered from the city enough.

anyway, chip, ilu, and this was very nice, thank u

#;favorites #oculusxcaro

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theaverewrites · 2 years

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Yokai and Yaksha - Playlist & Note

𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

i'll die anyway. - girl in red

✧.* I reach for me, but I'm not there

It's so lonely, but who cares

It's fine, it's okay

I'll die anyway

Juliet - Cavetown

✧.* Sometimes I act like I know

But I'm really just a kid

With two corks in his eyes

And a bully in his head

Exhale - Laureli Amadeus

✧.* Show yourself to me someday

I will be speechless

But for now let me

Lay it all down

As It Was - Harry Styles

✧.* In this world, it's just us

You know it's not the same as it was

In this world, it's just us

You know it's not the same as it was

Million Years Ago - Adele

✧.* I know I'm not the only one

Who regrets the things they've done

Sometimes I just feel it's only me

Who can't stand the reflection that they see

Cat And Mouse - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

✧.* Am I supposed to be happy?

With all I ever wanted, it comes with a price.

Am I supposed to be happy?

With all I ever wanted, it comes with a price.

Hole In The Heart - Rachie

✧.* That’s why a hole had opened up where my heart is

Pounding, my heartbeat tried to fill up the nothing

But when i tried to say it loud, the words that left my mouth

Were nothing more than excuses

Hawk In The Night - Madds Buckley

✧.* Sharpen your talons and fight

Claw at the world as it claws out your eyes

We raised you right

Hawk in the night

Overfly - Amalee

✧.* Hands up high

Raise them high

And cast your worries to the sky

If you can't stand, then take my hand

Recently, - Liana Flores

✧.* But recently

Everyone says they are seeing less of me

I could do better if I had energy

Be like I used to be

Old Friend - Mitski

✧.* You'll meet me at Blue Diner

I'll take coffee and talk about nothing, baby

At Blue Diner,

I'll take anything you want to give me, baby

Should've Been Me - Mitski

✧.* Cause, I haven't given you what you need

You wanted me but couldn't reach me

So you went into your memory

Relive all the ways you still want me

listen before i go - Billie Eilish

✧.* If you need me

Wanna see me

Better hurry

'Cause I'm leaving soon

brutal - Olivia Rodrigo

✧.* All I did was try my best,

this the kind of thanks I get?

Unrelentless upset

They say these are the golden years

Crossing Fields - Amalee

✧.* I know your strength is what I lack

You've got my back and now that I've got yours

I have you to thank for lighting up the dark

Because you're here with me, our dreams will soar free forever

Meteor Shower - Cavetown

✧.* Missing pieces of my skull

I'll sew on patches of my own soul

There's nothing you or I can do so let the stars fall

'Cause from up here the sky's my thoughts and we're all so small

A Burning Hill - Mitski

✧.* And I am the fire and I am the forest

And I am a witness watching it

I stand in a valley watching it

And you are not there at all

Fourth of July - Sufjan Stevens

✧.* Did you get enough love, my little dove

Why do you cry?

And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best

Though it never felt right

Line Without a Hook - Ricky Montgomery

✧.* Baby, I am a wreck when I'm without you

I need you here to stay

I broke all my bones that day I found you

Crying at the lake

Cloud 9 - Beach Bunny

✧.* But when he loves me I feel like I'm floating

When he calls me pretty I feel like somebody

Even when we fade eventually to nothing

You will always be my favorite form of loving

rises the moon - Liana Flores

✧.* Oh-oh, close your weary eyes

I promise you that soon the autumn comes

To darken fading summer skies

Breathe, breathe, breathe

Thought Crime - Rachie

✧.* The birds cry out their song in the sunset!

The empty ache I feel starts to sing a swan song too

And yet you linger still in the shadows, standing on your toes, sky a flaming red hue

Slipping off my tongue was my goodbye to you

1. Constructive criticism is okay as long as it is legitimate feedback and not just hate.

2. There are a lot of musical references in this story, particularly in reference to the songs listed in the earlier chapter.

3. Please refrain from overly sexual comments.

4. The Xiao that I write is more akin to his Chinese portrayal than his English one. In other words, he's going to be more apathetic than angry.

5. The reader is based on a Japanese mythological creature. It's not a completely accurate representation, as they're only based on that creature, but quite a few of their characteristics have been adapted.

6. The reader is referred to using they/them pronouns, but may present as mostly feminine.

7. This takes place in the canon universe, and thus has canon level violence.

8. This story has topics that are not suitable for everyone, such as themes of grief and trauma, abandonment, and minor s/a. If any of these topics make you uncomfortable, I suggest you click away now.

9. This story will be posted on wattpad (@-AEONSTYX), Ao3 (@aeonstyx), and tumblr (@theaverewrites). Any and all updates about this story and others will be posted on wattpad, so I suggest you follow me there to keep up with changes.

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#theaverewrites #genshin xiao #genshin impact xiao #adeptus xiao #xiao fluff #xiao x reader #xiao x you #xiao x y/n #genshin fic #genshin impact #genshin fluff

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golbrocklovely · 2 years

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life has a way of making it impossible for me to get things done in a timely manner

anyway, here's what i thought about snc's fourth season 2 video

aka "The Demon on Goatman's Bridge (w/ KallmeKris)"

ngl, i did not have high hopes for this video. after the previous one, i was kinda against watching anything to do with kris or celina. but this one was surprisingly really good. like, maybe the best so far, honestly. it's definitely up there for me. i think i was also surprised to like this video bc i don't like when snc go to forests as locations bc to me, they aren't scary. what's in the forest is, but if you're prepared and know what animals you might encounter, than it's not as scary. forests aren't paranormal scary to me, if that makes any sense.

i think the reason this one did so well if bc it included all the things you need to make a video legitimately scary: back story, lore, devices going off, secret portal to hell, and just overall creepy vibes.

i took some notes/reactions during the video, so i'm just gonna list them here :)

colby looks so hot omg

gonna be honest, i hate sam's sweatshirt. on my life i hate the exorcist. i hate it so much. it scares the shit out of me (that being said, he also looks hot too lol)

i'm sorry… but i don't believe in the possession part. sorry.

also the male tour guide… i love him and his accent and his dog so much lol

aye yo fuck steve

"would it be bad to bring a dog with us to haunted places? comment down below if you would cancel us on twitter" lmaoooo COLBY

i'm sorry but anything that is surrounded by forest, i'm just gonna immediately assume it's an animal and not paranormal. also, animals 1000% can still be living right off the side of a highway. why you think deer get hit all the time???

celina's dream is definitely weird. for sure.

"i love you. why did i say that?" lol

the amount of bugs in this video. no thanks

kris feeling a lot more than snc… all that makes me think is that she is just way too open and needs to close some channels off or that the spirits in the last two locations just like women more

idk why but i don't believe in the ovulus for some reason. it just… never makes sense.

the scratch on sam's back… strange for sure.

the stuff they sorta got at the ouija board was interesting. i guess.

them recreating a car to do the ritual…..i hate them so much lmao

that scream???? fuck no baby. either someone got murdered, someone's fucking with them, or it's a fox.

THE CANDLES BLOWING OUT IS SO WEIRD

i did not like sam being that close to that tree

also i hate when they do the estes method and it says their names… big oof no thanks

okay so overall i would rate this video 4.3/5. i genuinely enjoyed this video the whole time. i think it had the right amount of everything i would want for a video to feel spooky in it. it's not a five only bc i think some parts of the investigation felt a little less than interesting, but was still cool nonetheless. i just finished watching the newest episode from them and… honestly, i'm speechless.

#personal #text #sam and colby #sam golbachc #colby brock #season two

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taetaespeaches · 2 years

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Drunk anon here, and I’m only just resurfacing from the fever dream that was Hobipalooza… Liv I literally have no words. NO WORDS. Literally have no idea how to describe how in awe and how proud of him I am. Jung Hoseok I am legitimately speechless. Bravo.

So, to help me process, I put together my Hobi and Petal list (naturally lol):

Absolute absolute absolute faves:

You think teasing me is cute?

Mmmmm I think the only way I can describe this fic is scrumptious. This was scrumptious to a tee. Cozy, cheeky, and a sleepy Hoseok. It’s a yes from me.

How do we ever make it through your tours? >> Why do you have a bra?

Are you seeing a recurring pattern with my choices? The boys not being able to wait to keep their hands off their girl? Please excuse my feral brain. And then followed by this crack?? I absolute STAN your fics that feature ot7. I love seeing the girlfriends interact and this was nothing short of comedic gold.

Don’t let me go near alcohol again

I just feel like this shows Hobi and Petals dynamic perfectly…. I don’t know how to describe it, but I just think this captures them so well, not only with each other but how they slot into the group. Even though Petal is a bit of a mess, it just reaffirms the fact that they are in fact a powerhouse couple. And it makes me swoon.

Honourable mentions that I also adore with all my heart:

- I want you to do whatever you want with me

- You taste like blueberries and alcohol

- You were so pleasant when we first met

- A rooftop full of people and I still only see you

- We need to discuss your recent behavior, Jay

- I could never want less of you

- You think I’m beautiful when being domestic?

- Why aren’t we married yet?

P.S. It’s not in my top list because I was trying to be strict with myself, but I just want to express my upmost LOVE for the fic with Hobi’s parents. I fucking loved reading that fic, and this is my official petition for more ‘meet the family’ fics… because they’re so precious 🥹

Same same same!!!! So fucking proud of him, still so in awe of him, he's incredible and I hope he's still floating on the high from that performance.

Omg I didn't expect "You think teasing me is cute" to top the list and I'm so happy about this!!! Aaaahhhh!!! The crack that is the fucking bra fiasco. They're so stupid lol and I'm so glad you enjoyed all of that. I also love that you still see the powerhouse couple vibes in "Don't let me go near alcohol again" despite Petal being a complete mess lol. They really are THAT couple huh? I love this list so much, idk man I just love writing for these two. I always have such a good time with it.

Also I will try to write more fics involving the family! Lol I had an idea for Jin and Poopsie (like maybe she wouldn't have the best relationship with her own mom so when Jin's mom welcomes her with open arms it could be really cute?? idk just an idea, I haven't written anything yet so that is definitely not a for sure thing)

#drunk anon #asks #aahhhhh hobi and petal my loves my babies my otp!!!!#i love this list thanks again for sharing all of these #this makes me so happy <3

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parchmentedpetrichor · 3 years

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➳ obliged ♡

in which y/n reconsiders her acquaintanceship with fred weasley and in which george cannot seem to let it go. one of fred's fangirls goes mad.

fred weasley x fem!reader

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obliged

george was giving her no mercy. ever since y/n had decided to tell george he looked quite good with a certain someone, george had made it his one living wish to pair her up with anyone and everyone. well, not exactly everyone, just his twin brother.

now, y/n didn't have a problem with it. she didn't mind, nor really care. she was just afraid that fred would think that she liked him. that would be disastrous, really.

"oooh, fred and y/n-"

"oh hush george, that's disgusting."

"i'm telling you, you guys have the spark!!" george cried out.

"george! what the hell, don't! just because i shipped you with a cute girl does not mean you need to feel obliged to do the same!!"

"if it helps, fred identifies as a male."

"stop!" y/n covered her ears.

"if it also helps, he's ugly."

"okay now i'd like to focus on legitimate things, like you and angie!!"

"c'mon, that's old news. i've got a thing for her, yeah, whatever, just don't tell her. but you and fred? i saw you two sitting together at the same table in potions-"

"i was saving the spot for hannah!"

"that may be true, but your vibes are so nice. the way you two are so wrapped in your own world and when you got coughs he looked at you so concernedly."

"i was coughing rather loudly, george! i myself was concerned!"

"mhm keep telling yourself that, l/n."

"i do not need to brainwash myself, george, i'm telling you-"

"do you think fred is cute?"

"in what way?"

"there are many?"

"physically cute, yeah, you are too, it's like seeing a pretty person and going 'hey they're adorable!'. substance wise, no. he's silly."

"silly?"

"yes! i barely know him!"

"well okay, you can get to know him?"

"no!! that's not necessary!"

"afraid you'll fall?"

"yes, trip over the stupid grin he always carries."

"so you do notice him!"

"i'm not blind! he's always causing ruckus too."

george laughs, picking up the gadget he was fiddling with.

he adds ominously after a couple of silent seconds, "good morrow."

"george, what the hell?"

he just smirks evilly. the next day y/n finds herself talking to many girls about fred...?

"hi marissa!" prudence waves at her.

"uh, it's y/n?"

"oh, lol, nice name, y/n."

"how are you?" y/n's brows are furrowed.

"well i heard there's a new ship around town, you and fred."

"there is?"

"there is. don't act dumb, you created it."

"what? no, no, you must be mistaken, prudence, i barely know the guy!"

"there's still rumours going 'round. and i know it isn't true, he would never go for a girl like you."

"meaning?"

"y'know, ugly, boring."

"what type of girl would he go for then?"

"someone pretty and fun."

y/n nods slowly, "and it never occurred to you that both ugliness and boringness are completely subjective things? don't listen to what people say, pru, it's built up on a throne of lies. i wish you the best with fred and all the boys who are so obviously head over heels for you."

prudence is speechless, "i-"

"close your mouth before you really start to sound stupid," y/n grits her teeth, clutching her bag closer to her as she travels to the potions classroom.

hannah's sitting with zacharias. y/n waves to her, sighing, before setting her stuff down on a different table.

a bang soon entered the classroom. snape sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before coldly glaring at the two ginger twins who were grinning.

"mr weasley and mr weasley, take a seat," he drawls.

they immediately sit at a desk.

"at different desks."

y/n hears the careless noise of a chair dragging against the floor and sighs.

"how do you like the rumours?" fred asks carefully, twirling his quill between his fingers with a casual expression.

"absolutely brilliant, they are so splendid that i am thinking of writing a biography about it all," y/n dryly says.

"that's brilliant!"

"does it not trouble you?"

"nope, everyone wants me anyway."

y/n rolls her eyes, "of course they do. george didn't even think about how this would affect me! i've gotten death threats over this silly little thing."

"death threats? from who?" fred's expression is worried.

"i don't kiss and tell."

"..."

"it's an expression! i don't receive death threats and tell. your fanbase is too pretty and too deathly," she shudders.

"jealous?"

"of stupidity? never."

"if it helps, i'm kinda annoyed by them too."

"c'mon, imagine having a billion girls pine over you. that's almost enviable. at least you won't have to worry about getting a date to a party or an event."

"you have?"

"oh no, i'm some mindnumbingly beau-tiful that all the boys are falling to my feet with bouquets of roses," sarcasm drips from her tone.

"you could be a writer, y'know," fred suggests.

"nup, i switch hobbies too easily. i would write a book, give up, then pick up broomstick handling or some crap."

"i think your hobby should be loving me," fred winks and y/n scoffs.

"and get a lifetime of delinquency and disgusting ginger? no thank you <3," she retorts.

"no seriously."

"no thank you. it sounds absolutely terrible."

"quiet now, class," snape shoots a pointed look at fred and y/n.

every now and then as snape has his eyes on a potion, fred tucks little notes into y/n's pockets. she's too busy scribbling to notice.

at the end of the lesson, he's tucked at least 15 little love letters in.

she quickly picks up her things to join hannah and zacharias, not noticing anything.

a tap on her shoulder startles her. it's prudence.

"stay away from my fred."

"k."

"no, he's been sending you letters."

"now you're just being silly, prudence-"

true enough, there's a billion little parchment pieces in fred's illegible cursive.

"these are clearly meant for me," prudence sneers.

"take 'em, then."

"not until you stay away."

"the rumours aren't tru-"

prudence has already slapped her, before kicking her repeatedly in the stomach.

"stop! stop!" y/n pushes prudence away, tasting blood in her mouth.

"that'll teach you. filthy homewrecker."

prudence struts away.

y/n can't move. the pain is too much.

she ends up passing out by a pillar. when she's awake, she's still there. she hurls herself up, stumbling into the hospital wing, where madam pomfrey bustles around, tutting random things.

the first person to visit is hannah.

"y/n! what happened??"

"uh, i- don't wanna tell," she mumbles.

"why not?"

"t-this will happen again if i-i do."

"well we'll try stop it then!"

"no point, 'm weak."

tears well up in her eyes as she subtly tries to hide them, turning to the other side of the bed.

"what happened?" hannah's voice was scary.

"i-i bumped into prudence and fred had written me silly little joke love letters and prudence saw them- the rest, they say, is history," she jokes in attempt to lighten the mood.

hannah fumes. she makes for the door, but y/n stops her.

"hannah, it's not worth it."

"no, y/n, she hurt you badly."

"i'm still alive, right?"

"fine. i'll find fred."

"no! hannah please- he doesn't need to know!"

"he'll want to know."

"he'll think i'm weak."

"y/n, we're all a little weak sometimes. but in your heart, you're as strong as the wind."

y/n lets out a smile, "okay then."

she anxiously anticipates the arrival of fred. he strides in, a worried expression etched on his face as he makes a beeline for her.

"lovely, i'm so so sorry, i didn't know it would cause such a thing."

"it's fine, it was all a good laugh anyway. clearly prudence just got jealous, that's normal," y/n hates making people apologise, it's always awkward and weird.

"she hurt you and it's normal?"

"well she's a tad extreme but yeah, whatever."

"and a good laugh?"

"yeah, y'know, cute little prank. shame it ended badly, i wanted to fathom my own reaction to it," y/n didn't even take notice to the words tumbling out of her mouth, just trying to ease the tension that had crept in slowly.

"this is all my fault," fred groaned, burying his head in his hands.

"no, no, it isn't. i can't blame you. don't worry about it at all, just keep on living life."

y/n knows that fred probably feels obliged to check up on her, but it's not necessary at all.

"nonsense. i made this happen. i'll be checking up on you every few lessons."

"it's not needed, i get you feel almost responsible for it, but you're not, you don't need to do that, it's a hassle which i wouldn't want you to go through."

"if anything, you're the one going through something, love," fred says, looking down at y/n with concern.

"yeah, but you don't need to, it just puts more inconvenience on different people, fred."

"well i want to, okay?"

"okay."

he sticks to his word. every so often, he'll pop in after class and give y/n a full recount of the class. his commentary is fast and fleeting, and when he's excited, y/n can tell.

"we're making our own potions for potions," fred says, trying to be as subtle about his excitement about it as he can.

"wowwww, that's so exciting!!"

fred gapes at y/n, "you think it's exciting?"

"of course, who doesn't wanna play with snape's bezoars from ireland?"

fred laughs, "it is exciting!"

"then why did you ask me that?"

"i thought you wouldn't be into potions."

"pfft, i look like a good for nothing princess who can't get her hands dirty? naw. potions is awesome."

"even snape?"

"even snape. he gave me a lilyfield bezoar once!"

"those are so rare!"

"i know right! lilyfield barely sells any of them anymore!"

"what did you use it in?"

"just the simple polyjuice. i would've made the teleportation potion but i couldn't find spider eyes!"

"you could've asked me for them!!"

"yeah, maybe i'll borrow some from you, snape's doing a little giveaway! what potion are you gonna brew?"

"ginger."

"what?"

"it makes everything ginger."

y/n laughs. it makes her wounds on her stomach hurt, but it's the first time she's really laughed in days.

"imma give it to mum," fred says childishly.

"pfft i'm sure your mum isn't that stupid," y/n giggles, and fred finds himself wanting to hear it over and over again.

"well, that's true, love, she did have me."

y/n frowns, "meaning?"

"she's got to be smart coz i'm smart."

y/n giggles again and fred can feel the heat creeping up his neck because he made her giggle like that.

"that's not how it works, fred, i think that she must be a very smart woman who got stuck with a sad little ginger boy. i think ginny's the only smart one in your family. i saw her bat bogey hex the other day and wow! she's talented for sure!!"

"gets it from her brother," fred says arrogantly.

"percy is a smart one too," y/n tilts her head slightly, an amused look appearing on her face.

"i was meaning me!"

"who?"

"me!!!"

"who's me?" y/n feigns innocence, batting her eyelashes.

"ME!!!!" fred bursts out, "fred weasley!!"

"oh, never heard of him."

fred seems to get the joke, and laughs heartily.

"very funny, love."

y/n shakes her head, "who says it was a joke? i truly believe it."

a smirk appears on fred's face, "at least you need to say that i'm cute."

an embarrassed look appears on y/n's face, "i'm cute," she says.

"you are. now say, 'fred weasley is cute.'"

"fred weasley is cute," y/n smiles, "c'mon, gimme another lie?"

"i'm offended."

"that's good."

the playful bickering continues, and hannah abbott smiles tenderly to herself, carefully taking her ear off of the hole in the door.

a few days later, y/n's been discharged from the ward, and boy is she excited about it all.

but it's harder adjusting to normal life than she thinks. for the first few days, she stumbles as she walks, having been on bed rest for ages, trying dearly to avoid prudence. to her surprise, prudence is not seen.

fred watches in amusement and in adoration as her expression contorts into one of concentration, her eyes scanning the crowd, before widening in relief as she sees no trace of prudence. she makes her way to hannah, who sits with zacharias, happily chatting about the hogsmeade trip which awaits.

"oh it's like i've been dead!! i'm so glad!" she erupts with excitement, scoffing down her breakfast and wrapping her coat neatly around her self, the checkered pattern nearly drowning her body in its oversized glory.

fred goes on with his day at hogsmeade with george, laughing and chatting together, forgetting (almost) about y/n.

she awkwardly approaches him with a bar of milk chocolate that's wrapped in a red bow, trying to catch his attention.

george notices from over fred's shoulder, beckoning to her and telling fred, before sneakily slipping away.

"uh, i just wanted to thank you for being a good friend during all this," y/n starts, "and so i remembered you like milk chocolate and this is a muggle bar. it's really good, but if you have any allergies-"

"not at all," fred admires the heavy bar of chocolate, which sits in between his fingers, "thank you for this. walk with me."

"okay," y/n anxiously interprets the serious tone of his voice.

"when you said i was a good friend to you, i heavily disliked it."

"why?" y/n furrows her brows.

"because i always thought we had something more, lovely," he flirts, winking at her.

she folds her arms, "funny," she jokes, "because i didn't."

"no, sweetheart, i'm being serious."

"hi being serious, i'm y/n," she jokes again, returning the 'jokes' he makes.

"i really like you, okay?" fred sighs, running a hand through his hair, "i just want to kiss you every time i see you."

"wow. really?"

"yeah."

"oh my goodness this is a confession!!" she squeals, "i've never gotten a confession before!!"

fred chuckles, a little worried, "i would like a proper response."

"just let me have a moment," y/n sighs absentmindedly, "a guy i've been crushing on for ages likes me back!"

when she processes her words, her mouth drops open and she slaps a hand to her lips.

"i really said that, didn't i?" she mumbles.

"yeah. yeah, you did," fred smiles.

"it isn't creepy, is it?"

"why would it be creepy?"

"good, just checking."

"you okay? you seem out of it," fred worriedly scans her face, "if you don't like me, that's gonna be hard, but i do understand, please don't feel obliged to say that you love me back or anything, i'd hate to-"

he's cut off as y/n tiptoes and nervously presses her lips to his.

he gasps in surprise, but pulls a hand around her waist and continues the kiss.

"was that too much?" y/n asks, lips curved into a sheepish smile.

"nope, in fact, i think you need to give me more kisses," fred smirks at y/n whose face tints a shade of red.

"in fact," he continues when he hears no objection, "so many that you should be my girlfriend."

"only if you'll be my boyfriend," y/n smiles.

"that's silly. no," fred jokes and y/n giggles.

"then i must go on with my day, i guess," she shrugs, turning to walk away.

she feels an arm pull her back.

"i was just joking, princess."

"i know."

he chuckles, pulling her to his side as they walk down diagon alley.

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"Weird Secret Friends" *Chapter 2*

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Y'all IDK what it is about this story but I can just write and write and write. This one ended up being 11 pages [on a google doc] And I only stopped because it's 2:15 am.

I hope you guys like this, but I just want to clarify: This isn't a Barisi fic. I'm sorry, if you're looking for that, just...this isn't it. I mean they do interact and it'll be fun, but they will not be ending up together.

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"Y/N, I'm so happy for you and Barba. You make the cutest couple," Sonny beamed at you while you were wrapped in Rafael's arms, huge smiles on all of your faces.

"Thank you Sonny, that means so much." You gave him a warm hug.

"Yeah….and you'll make the cutest couple in HELL!" All of a sudden Sonny pushed both you and Rafael off a cliff.

You were falling to your death when you woke up to your professor glaring at you.

"Have a nice nap, Miss Y/N?" He scowled at you.

"Um," You cleared your throat and straightened up at your desk. "Yes sir,"

"Good," he huffed as he headed to the front of the classroom once more. "Maybe now we can continue without your snoring,"

You heard the students around you snicker at his comments as You sunk lower into your desk and waited for class to end. It had been a long train ride home and then a drive to your apartment last night, you hadn't gotten home until around 2 am and had this 8 am class. As soon as the professor dismissed your class you booked it out of the class and out into the parking lot of your community college.

"Ugh, could this day get any--" before you could even finish your thought you got your answer. Your phone beeped with a text from Rafael:

RAFA: Hey killer, how's the bullshit county? 😉

That was the nice thing, then just as you were about to text him back your phone lit up.

SONNY BOI CALLING

"Shit!" You hissed to no one. "How does he know?!"

"Ahem….Heyyy, cuz," You answered it with your best nonchalant voice. That of course sounded totally chalant.

"Hey sunshine," His voice sounded relaxed, thank God.

"What's up?" You tried keeping your tone light as you neared your car.

"Well y'know I was just thinkin, I feel real bad about standing you up last night,"

"Oh, Son it's no big deal really," the fact that he felt guilty about anything made you feel even more guilty.

"No, I know you have a busy schedule and it takes a lot to get into the City and I just blew you off," He kept on with the guilt train.

"You didn't blow me off Son you had work. I get that--" You unlocked your car and got in, starting it so your windows would thaw. And your whole body.

"Well I wanna make it up to you," He cut you off.

"Oh?" your voice fell short. This couldn't be good.

"Yeah, my boss-- well he's not really My boss but Mr. Barba--"

Oh shit. Barba? Was Barba having a party? Why wouldn't He tell you that? Wait why WOULD he tell you that? Stupid. Wait, what was Sonny saying?

".... birthday, so you could be like my date," you caught the tail end of his invite.

"Birthday?" You repeated like a parrot. It was Barba's birthday? Oh god. You were really trying not to focus on how old he was. Don't ask. For the love of god don't say it Sonny.

"Yeah don't worry you don't need to get him anything, I got it covered," Sonny assured you.

Well, that was one way you could figure out just how much your cousin cared about his "idol". The more expensive the gift, the stronger the feelings were. You wondered whether you should ask him now or wait for the surprise. Maybe you should ask now, then his answer should tell you what you'd be getting into.

*So what did you get this 'non boss' of yours?" You asked slyly.

"Oh," now Sonny's voice dropped. "Well I, I don't wanna say,"

Fuck.

Don't panic. Do not panic.

"Oh come on Sonny," you did your best to keep a joking tone. "What am I gonna do, tell him?"

Should you joke about it? Hidden in plain sight, right?

"No I guess not, it's not like you know him,"

Whew.

"It's just kinda embarrassing…."

Oh god.

"O-Oh?" You tried to stay calm. "Why's that? Is it a gag gift?"

Please be a gag gift.

"Actually it's a new briefcase," He replied.

"Oh why is that embarrassing you goof?” You gave him a hard time. What was that in the emotional baggage department? Pun intended.

"I mean, it's more expensive than the one I own," You could hear the shrug in his voice.

Fuck. Don't ask why. Don't ask. But if you don't ask, that will be even more suspicious wouldn't it?

"Oh Son," You asked softly. "Why would you do that?"

"Well the one he has is as old as dirt, I think it's probably the first one he ever bought. I wanted him to look snazzy in court." He replied with a super eager tone.

"That's sweet," you were pounding your steering wheel in frustration. Say it.

"Seems like a lot of work for a mentor though," You closed your eyes mentally killing yourself.

"Yeah well," he laughed uncomfortably.

Say it.

"Sonny…” You didn’t want to do this.

“Yeah?” He was oblivious.

“You know you can always talk to me,”

“Yeah of course,” He assured you.

“About anything,” You scrunched your nose.

“Yeah I know, sunshine,” He half laughed.

“ANYTHING,” You reiterated

There was a long awkward pause.

“...Sonny?” You made sure he hadn’t hung up on you.

“Yeah, I'm here,” He replied softly.

“So?” You waited for the bomb to drop.

So…. He sighed. "I just want him to like me,"

Dammit.

"....Yeah," You nodded, cursing yourself.

"Yeah, its stupid. I'm stupid." He laughed again.

“You're not stupid,” you laid your head on the steering wheel in shame.” I mean the heart wants what it wants right?”

“What?! Oh my god, Y/N,” He scoffed. “I'm not gay,”

“….Sonny it's 2021,” you shook your head. “Sexuality is a spectrum,”

Right well. He laughed defensively. "I'm on the p in the v scale,"

“Ugh, Sonny,” you made a face.

“Sorry sunshine,” He apologized. “I just...why would you even think that?!”

“Uh…” You paused.

Maybe he wasn't fully aware that he had romantic feelings for Rafael. If you started pointing out the signs, he might realize it. But then you'd have a cousin going through gay panic AND then finding out it doesn't matter anyway.

"No reason," You lied.

"I just want him to like him so he'll give me a good recommendation once I graduate Fordham Law,"

"Oh" you smacked your head. "Duh. Right. Of course,"

That was completely legitimate. Maybe you had been misreading this whole thing. Now you just had the whole overprotective Gotti side of Sonny to worry about.

"Well I guess I could spend the weekend in the city," You shrugged as you pulled out of the parking lot.

“Absolutely!” He exclaimed. “My couch is always open,”

Not exactly where you were thinking of sleeping, but you weren't blowing your cover over the phone. Wait, maybe you should. Then he couldn't kill you over the phone. Wait, he's presumably at work right now. You didn't know how closely he worked with Barba, but you figured it would be a hell of a lot easier for Sonny to get to him before you could stop him from killing Rafael.

"Sure sounds good. I'll see you then cuz,” You smiled and hung up the phone.

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Friday arrived, and you once again found yourself standing outside Forlini's. You debated heavily whether to go in or not, but you told yourself you were going to wait for Sonny outside this time, no more risking a sexy bar rendezvous.

You hadn’t really responded to Rafael’s texts the last few days, and you certainly didn’t tell him you were coming. Maybe you should have told him. You grabbed your phone to text him when you heard a familiar voice behind you:

“Y/N?”

You spun around to see Rafael dressed to the 9’s, smiling at you. He smelled delicious, mixed with the food aroma wafting out of the restaurant and the smell of freshly fallen snow in New York City.

“...Happy Birthday, Counselor,” You bit your lip nervously.

“W-What are you doing here?” He stared at you as if he thought he was dreaming.

“Sonny invited me,” You nervously smiled.

“Seriously?” He laughed.

“Seriously,” You nodded with a laugh as well.

“Did-- did you say anything to him?” He asked you worriedly.

“Are you insane?!” You hit him. “No!”

“So why did he invite you here?” He asked.

“He said it was to make up for ditching me the other night,” You shrugged.

“...The irony,” He smirked.

“Mmm,” You nodded with an amused smile.

“Well this is a very happy birthday indeed,” He smiled, pulling you closer into his coat similar to the night you had met.

“....Just don’t ask which one it is,” He warned you while staring at your lips deviously.

“Deal,” You nodded in agreement before he pulled you into a hungry kiss.

“DUDE!!” You snapped back before his lips were on yours for more than a millisecond. “Are you nuts?! Sonny’s gonna be here any second!”

“It’s my birthday, carino,” He made a pouty face. “Don’t yell at me,”

“Oh lord,” You rolled your eyes. “Alright, man child,”

He was about to go for another sneaky kiss when you both heard a voice from behind you.

“....Sunshine?”

“Oh!” You jumped ten feet away from Rafael when you turned to see Sonny standing there with a huge gift bag, staring slack jawed at the two of you. “Sonny! I um, we--”

“I was teaching your cousin a lesson in New York safety,” Rafael talked over you, his face completely stone. God he was a good liar.

“Excuse me, counselor?” Sonny raised an eyebrow, glancing between the two of you. You just stared in speechlessness.

“She was standing on this curb holding her bag out for any miscreant on these streets to just wrestle away from her, I was just demonstrating how,” He gestured to your open purse.

“Barba I really think this ain’t that kinda neighborhood,” Sonny half laughed.

“...You never know,” Rafael shrugged. “Now let’s all get inside, I’m sure everyone is anxious to start celebrating me,”

You and Sonny both rolled your eyes with smiles; too similar of smiles, you noticed. Thankfully, he did not. You both followed Rafael back to a private room where a bunch of fancy dressed people were mingling with drinks in their hands while two long empty tables stood in the middle of the room. They all stopped and clapped when Rafael walked in.

“Oh, for me?” He feigned surprise and humility.

“Yeah right Barba,” A woman laughed sarcastically. “You’re the one who invited us here,”

“Touche, Rita,” Rafael smirked as he began making the rounds around the table greeting everyone.

“So are we allowed to eat now, I’m starving,” An older man asked.

“And I’ve got a son waiting,” A red headed woman chimed in.

“Right, right,” Rafael nodded as people began to take seats. “Sorry everyone, you know I love to make a dramatic entrance,”

“Oh trust me we know, Barba,” Another man called. “Your catwalks into the courtroom prove that. I think we have a montage of them,”

“Ha Ha,” Rafael rolled his eyes, then turned to you and Sonny.

“Sonny,” He put a hand on his shoulder. “Why don’t you sit next to me?”

“R-Really, counselor?” You saw Sonny’s eyes light up like Christmas tree lights.

Fuck. You knew he was only asking him so that you would sit next to him as well. And while you loved the idea, you knew how much this was toying with Sonny’s feelings.

“A-Are you sure, about that Mr. Barba?” You gave him a look.

“Absolutely, Miss-- I didn’t catch your name?” He played it so cool.

“Y/N,” You held out your hand as you re-introduced yourself.

“Right, well--” He shook your hand then turned his attention to Sonny who was still beaming like a kid on Christmas. “I don’t know how much Carisi has told you, but he is quite the promising mentee of mine,”

“....R-Really, Rafael?” Sonny blinked in disbelief, causing Rafael’s smile to falter for a moment. Sonny had never called him “Rafael” before, it was always “Barba”. Shit, maybe he had given him too much praise.

“I mean, you know, for a lap dog,” He quickly added with a snarky tone and a smirk.

“Mr. Barba!” You tried not to raise your voice at the birthday boy. “That is my cousin you’re talking ab---”

“No, no it’s fine Y/N-- th-that’s how we work isn’t it, counselor? He just gives me jabs, I know he doesn’t mean it,” Sonny laughed nervously, staring at the floor. He knew not to get too comfortable with Barba, why did he even try it?

“Indeed,” Rafael nodded in agreement. “But, I still request you sit by me-- at least I know you don't poison my food. Which is more than I can say for many of my esteemed ‘guests’,” He eyed the tables of people before him.

“Then why invite them to your party?” You quirked an eyebrow.

“I get that Jersey doesn’t have the social classes of Manhattan, Miss Y/N,” He smirked. “But here, you’ve got to do things to keep up appearances,”

“Oh do you?” You practically growled.

“Yes,” He nodded while a waiter brought him a glass of scotch. “Even if you don’t like someone, if they serve a purpose for you than you do what you must to keep in their good graces,”

“Oh is that so? So you’re only kind to people who can ‘serve’ you?” You crossed your arms and narrowed your eyes at him.

What kind of Danny Zuko bullshit was this?! This was an entirely different Rafael Barba you had met the other night. He was kind, flirty, endearing. This new Barba was snarky and condescending, and you were not amused at all.

“Y/N, chill,” Sonny hissed at you. “This is just how Barba is, he’s harmless,”

“Yeah well you might not mind being his doormat Sonny, but I sure as hell won’t be,” You angrily stomped off.

“Oh my god,” Sonny muttered, wondering if he should run after you or not. “Barba, I am so so sorry about her,”

“It’s fine, Carisi,” He watched you stomping away, trying to hide the guilt in his voice. He was just trying his best to throw Sonny off the trail. He may have overcompensated just a tad.

“I-I should go check on her, She’s just a kid--”

“No, allow me,” Rafael put a hand to Sonny’s chest. “It was my faux paux, I should apologize to her myself. I was being a bit of an ass,”

“Yeah but that’s just you, Barba,” Sonny chuckled, trying not to blush at Rafael’s hand on his chest.

“True, but I forget not everyone knows me as well as you do, Carisi,” And now he was trying to be extra nice to Sonny to get on his good side, while cluelessly egging on his feelings.

“That is very true,” Sonny laughed even more nervously. “I’ll uh, I’ll take a seat and get our drinks ordered,”

“Excellent,” Rafael smiled at him, probably one of five times in the entire time they’d known each other. He gave Sonny one more pat on the back before walking after where you had stomped off to.

He found you right before you hit the front door, his hand catching yours before it could grab the handle. You turned and scoffed at him, your scowl still present after stomping off.

“Oh, come to appease me, counselor? How can I be of service to you?” You snapped.

“Please, Y/N,” He gave you apologetic eyes as he pulled you closer to him. “I’m sorry, I just-- I didn’t want Carisi to think anything was off. He already caught us being handsy, I had to make it look like we disliked each other,” He explained.

“Oh I think you’ve done that above and beyond, jackass,” You huffed. “First I’m too stupid to not get robbed in the city, and then I’m too uncultured to understand ‘high society’ manipulative bullshit?”

“I’m sorry, I may have gone a little over--” He started.

“But that wasn’t even an act, was it?” You interjected angrily.

“What do you mean?” He asked you curiously.

“Your line of you having ‘use’ of a person? I assume that is why you have a room full of powerful people you dislike as opposed to a room full of sycophants?” Yeah, you might just go to community college but you knew big words too.

“I mean, that is how it works--”

“Jesus Christ,” You shook your head with a laugh. “You know I understood for about half a second why my cousin is so infatuated by you, but I am losing that belief real quick,” You turned and started to walk away again.

“Y/N come on,” He grabbed both of your arms this time and pulled you close into him, your noses almost touching.

“Look I’m-- I’m sorry, that I’m---this,” He gestured to himself.

“But that’s just how I have to be in their world,” He gestured back towards the room. “I’m telling you, it’s a room full of sharks. If I show weakness or misstep in decorum, I’m nothing but chum to those people,”

“The guy you met the other night, that’s the real me,” He put a hand to your cheek. “I never get to be that guy, not in public. That’s why I was so attracted to you,” He put his other hand on your waist.

“I don’t have to be ‘Rafael Barba, the snarky ADA with a silver tongue,’ I can just be…’Rafa’,” He gave you an earnestly sad smile.

“I’m sorry,” You blinked in confusion. “I know I’m not helping myself but what exactly is the ‘ADA’?”

Your question brought that familiar amused grin and a laugh. “See, this is what I’m talking about,”

“Oh yeah I know, the ignorant girl you can placate--”

“No,” He put a finger on your lips. “The earnest, normal, gorgeous girl,” He kissed your forehead. “I’m sure if we took a poll in here right now the majority of the room would be with you, not knowing what an ADA is,”

“Which still doesn’t answer the question,” You pointed out.

“I…” He tried to think of a way to explain his role in the Manhattan judicial system. “Well, the DA of the county is like-- the King of Lawyers in that section. Or queen, as my boss is Rita,” He shook his head with a laugh. Oh Rita Calhoun, the stories he could tell about her.

“So, you’re her king?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Eh, I’d say Prince but she’d probably say Jester if she heard this metaphor to be honest with you,”

“Mmm I like that,” You finally let yourself smile at him.

“A Prince?” He grinned.

“The Jester,” You gave him a tongued smile, settling against his chest.

“Well, I’ll gladly take that title if it makes you happy,” He kissed your forehead. “I’d do anything to make you happy right now,”

You looked into his green eyes, they were now their usual sparkling green hue, and you remembered very quickly how you had gotten yourself in this mess in the first place. He really was a sweet, charming, gorgeous guy. And then you remembered those were probably all the reasons Sonny fell for him too.

“Ahem.” You straightened up and stepped out of his grasp. “Well, what would make me happy right now is getting back to my cousin,”

“Oh,” Rafael’s eyes softened into a sad gaze.

“Rafael, I think he really likes you,” You bit your lip with guilt. “And you toying with him just now isn’t helping!”

“Toying with him?” Rafael’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion? “I wasn’t toying with--”

“Sit by me, Carisi? You’re important to me, Carisi?” You imitated his questions in a mocking tone.

“I had to ask him that so you would--” He started to explain, but you already knew.

“I know!” You stopped him. “I know, that’s why it’s so fucked!” You put your hands over your face.

“Carino…” Rafael walked over and pulled your hands from your face and held them.

“I’m hurting him every second that I stand here with you, and I--” You bit your lip trying not to cry. “I’m still doing it! I can’t walk away!”

“So don’t,” He squeezed your hands with an even sadder look.

“This is just--” You broke free from his grasp once again and wiped your eyelids. “We need to get back before Sonny comes after you,”

“....So where does this conversation leave us, then?” He asked you cautiously.

“I don’t…” You gazed into his puppy dog emerald eyes. “I don’t know, I don’t want to think about it right now, okay?”

“Fair enough,” He put his hands down in concession. “...But we really need to--”

“Yeah, I know,” You nodded softly as you walked back to the private room, Rafael trailing behind you.

All you could think on the way back was how in God’s name were you going to make it through the rest of the night.

#rafael barba #rafael barba x you #rafael barba x reader #rafael barba fanfiction #rafael barba imagine'#sonny carisi #law and order svu #weird secret friends

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Are you willing to speculate about Yizhan? If not kindly ignore this ask. I'm just wondering from your perspective which of the "sharing clothes" pics on the internet is more likely to be actual personal choice between those two, if any?

Hello! Sorry for the delay in getting to this, been rather chaotic on my end of things as I adjust to being home from the hospital and establishing a new routine to manage my health from now on. I’ve been thinking on this ask for a while and how I wanted to approach it and think I have finally settled on a proper way to tackle it.

First, I am not unwilling to speculate on yizhan given that I am very keen on the developments of both their careers and their perceived relationship, whatever it may be. However, I will only be comfortable discussing them from the POV of my role as a stylist and fashion worker/enthusiast. I don’t want this blog to become another rumor mill or become a look-to for “proof” of things in regards to their relationship. There is no true way to prove whether they do in fact share clothes, gift each other accessories, or purposefully “match” their looks. To do so I would have to be their personal styling manager and, dream of exactly that as I may, I am merely a fan with the eyes of someone that works in the field and can therefore only offer my own thoughts and opinions on these so-called candies hidden through their styling choices.

To avoid any further chafing like my post about the DS2 jeans created I will only speak to what I know firsthand of the operations of the Asian fashion circuit and styling industry. I can provide insight into how their trends rise and fall on a cycle, how they often use fashion and style as a means to express not only their cultures but sometimes reflect the current climate of the entertainment world, and of how China specifically all but corners the market on underground fashion and streetstyle. This would then be laid over the context of, let’s say, Wang Yibo and Xiao Zhan’s evolution of style throughout their career and highlight the key features of how their looks tend to be tailored with a subtle nuance of their status combined with their country’s current trends. You can expect a post at a later time (after some thorough investigating and proper sourcing) which will look into exactly all of this and touch specifically on the best known looks they’ve been styled in with a breakdown on how those styles were framed, layered together, and then finally restyled to give emphasis to each of their unique features and overall image promotion.

I will also provide my insights on which features are almost surely items they themselves chose, brought in, or otherwise requested be included. These are mostly accessory pieces that, to my trained eyes, do not fit or flow with the overall intended aesthetic and yet have been properly enmeshed by the style as if to blend them into the final result. My own experience lends many points of reference for artists that have comfort items they refuse to part with that I have had to later find ways to make appear to be a legitimate choice which neither clashes with nor belongs to the finished look. This extends to this ask in that this is why my answer on what my perspective on yizhan “sharing clothes” will be short.

So, what is my perspective on them sharing clothes? It isn’t outside the realm of possibility, nor is it anything I can verify from my lack of personal interaction with them or any of the rumored articles of clothes. What I am willing to comment on is that celebrities and idols, no matter where they are located, overlap in a style and fashion sense both in public spaces and platforms and also in their private lives. It’s not uncommon to buy a brand or even exact style of something and later see that someone else has it as well, and from what I have seen I can say with some degree of certainty that Yibo and Zhan have similar tastes, though still incredibly diverse.

I will later make a post speculating on which brands they each frequent and, by extent, share preference for as well the alleged gifts of accessories they are often seen to be wearing which are widely talked about. I think less of the clothing they are rumored or thought to share and lean more into the idea of them having exchanged items which would be easier to wear under the watchful gaze of public interest and also the inherently personal or intimate nature of giving someone a necklace, ring, bracelet, or set of earrings. It is also much easier to talk a stylist into making an allowance for such items since they are small and can be properly incorporated into an ensemble, or even tucked away into a pocket or beneath the high neckline of a good shirt. As I said, many artists tend to have comfort items or good luck charms or any matter of small in size items that they are hesitant to leave behind when making public appearances. Artists are still people beneath the veneer we stylists mask them in and sometimes need that little bit of themselves to take with them and be grounding in the face of media being in their personal space and making assessments of the them that is being presented.

Apologies for the overall evasive answer, but this ask really did get me thinking and rather than leaving it to sit and idle in my box and make the person asking wait until who knows when, I chose to do it this way. The ask itself is the inspiration for why I want to make the posts I mentioned - it really tripped my thinking on all of this and the fashion enthusiast in me is frothing at the mouth with the prospect of real time breakdowns to expose the amount of work that went into some of your favorite yizhan ensembles. The accessories thing also sparked from a similar desire to be as thorough as possible before I give any careless answers.

You all are very dedicated and passionate and deserve to be treated with a sense of professional courtesy in that I can give you a glimpse into understanding the styles that rendered you speechless or blew you away. Likewise, I think the only responsible way to handle any of the candies that are trademarks of BJYX fandom would be to offer you a different type of breakdown that would adhere to why certain things that you tend to perceive as candy is given context of why some things, to me, look out of place and could truly be a personal touch. This would both exonerate me from having confirm or deny topics I have no means of knowing about while offering a gratifying alternative analysis that stands neutral.

Thanks for the question! I will surely be back with more and also to let everyone know more about these posts as I get nearer to establishing them!

#racks asks #yizhan #bjyx #style #wang yibo #xiao zhan

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madi2112 · 2 years

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Overwhelmed at the response

I do apologize that I have not had a chance to post here since before the debut of my Episode of "The Show".

It has been a busy couple of days with more going on then just the show itself.

But, naturally. That is the biggest event.

The Show:

It took me a few minutes to muster up the nerve to watch myself on television.

This wasn't just a YouTube or TikTok video or something home produced. This was a legitimate network sponsored program and it certainly showed it.

I just hate seeing myself.

I'm hyper-critical of myself and I cringed at myself about 30 seconds after it started.

I dwarfed poor Kinga, my posture was terrible, I could have picked better outfits and the worst is my voice!

Yuck!!!

But from what everyone tells me it was an accurate representation of me. It's just odd to see myself from someone else's point of view.

This was the first time I got to see it in full. The post production stuff was great and everyone associated with The Show did a great job making me look as best as they could. Given my limitations.

It's also the first time I got to hear most of Kinga's comments about me. She had some touching things you say and so many kind words it's almost embarrassing.

I can never over emphasize what a wonderful person she is and how thrilled I am we have continued our friendship beyond just The Show.

The Responses:

Amazing.

Simply Amazing.

So many positive things were said about it. About Kinga and about the show.

And even about little old me!

Here is but a small sample of the comments left on Instagram

There were many, many pages more of the same.

I'm humbled and speechless.

Even when an abusive respond was posted it was quickly deleted and the person blocked.

I did read it before that happened and it troubled me. Not the mean spirited comment itself, as I get those routinely, but it triggered my fear that the show would become a battleground for the discussion over the right of transpeople to even exist and what rights we have (Like that's some kind of debate??)

I did not want The Show's social media pages or Kingas, or the Network's or mine to be caught in the shrapnel from an explosion of controversy and hate.

Luckily that has not happen at all.

Thank goodness!

Because of the show I've had a few people reach out to me and tell me it was great to see someone be so open and honest about transition. Some were from family members of people transitioning, some from the person in transition.

That is a huge reason why I did the show and really put myself out there. So hopefully someone in similar circumstances will know things get better.

Oddities:

It really is an odd thing seeing yourself in a show like this.

Definitely cool, but odd.

Knowing that thousands of people are viewing The Show and will know a good portion of my life story is also odd.

As is knowing I've touched the lives of people across the country by simply being me. That's really odd.

But odd in a good way, for sure.

Other Stuff:

In addition to the Show and all that happened with that, I also had my first class since returning to Disney University!

It was so great to be back and get that first class butterflies out of the way.

I love facilitating and can't wait to do more of it!

Plus this:

My second (and hopefully last) surgery is finally scheduled.

For tomorrow!

If all goes well it solve the problem. If not more surgery.

Ironically this surgery takes place just days after a show talking about my resiliency airs!

What a roller-coaster!

~ Madison

#transgender #mature transgendered #transwomenmatter

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retphienix · 3 years

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Holy hell, this, look Yakuza is a fucking phenomenal series, this one scene might just be the best in the whole damn thing thus far and I don't know where to begin.

I'm legitimately gonna have to rewatch it and pause to type to avoid ramblin'.

There's a lot, so I'm gonna bullet point key things and just ramble after.

18:00 - Katsuya isn't our big bad, though it's curious that his prints appeared for both Morinaga AND Fujita's death, still mocking that up as a setup though since he wanted to attract Saejima maybe he orchestrated that I don't know or frankly care at the moment.

26:00 - This is what happens when four fucking meatheads come together. Katsuya says the real big bad wants them to fight to the death so they can pick off the scraps and these four FUCKING GENIUSES are like "Well. Sounds like that's a good way to meet the big bad. Let's do it!" This is peak Yakuza meathead logic and it's so fun and charming and stupid that this moment is just good stuff.

27:00 - Considering I was spamming and haven't practiced it at all in regular fights, my god the komaki tiger drop is overpowered as sin.

28:00 - Conversely, the other Kiryu exclusive move (heat mode) is fuckin' garbo in this. Becoming invulnerable for a short while is nice, but the strength of the mode is big damage on his normals and every challenging fight blocks like hell so the most you can do is throw which is such a waste of heat. I suspect this mode is VERY GOOD in random fights (but who uses it?) so it's probably good on like hard mode challenge runs for random encounters (that's who probably).

29:00 - Compare heat mode's use with Saejima's ENTIRE KIT giving him super armor when he has heat- that one passive (despite just being super armor and not invuln) makes heat mode feel obsolete lol.

30:00 - I wasn't conflicted at all in my choice but man I want to do both fights but I'm not willing to reload the save lol. Saejima vs Kiryu was a highlight of Y3! And I wanted to beat Kiryu again! BUT my gut screamed to play as Kiryu because he's the best and we all love em.

30:00b - Take this with a grain of salt, but because fighting both of them would be cool I think the fight should have been from both perspectives. Like you start as Saejima and end as Kiryu after a mid round "Oh did Saejima win?" moment because you know they want Kiryu standing pretty. Not that it matters for this scene, just saying. I think it'd be more fun if you did the fight, they slam into the wall or something, then you shift perspectives and 'do the fight again' against the other protag to end this. That'd be cool.

34:00 - THE REVEAL THAT THE DETECTIVE GUY WAS THE OMI BOSS IS A GOOD DAMN ONE. It's believable because both Kiryu and Saejima have plausible ignorance on what he looks like (Kiryu moreso), it adds a layer of "The team almost figured it out!" since Katsuya saw him (possibly) while coming in to Kamurocho. It explains plenty and implies a lot of close calls along the way without being ridiculous.

36:00 - The omi chairman treating those under him is a MUCH better twist than Daigo doing the same at the end of 4- they mostly justified it in 4 as Daigo growing cold and calculating and distancing himself from things or some nonsense- but considering Daigo pre-4 it still felt weird to have him suddenly treat those under him as disposable. But we don't know much about the omi dude, so it's a much more surprising and immediately believable twist instead of a head scratcher.

39:20 - THIS IS A HIGHLIGHT OF THE SCENE FOR SURE. Kurosawa reveals himself as a dirty as fuck unfixable shitstain of a yakuza for one, which is just kind of enjoyable you know? Having a villain that's just dogshit evil? We have a plethora of deep characters going on here so having a villain that's puppy-kicking evil is fun, you know, as a treat. BUT ALSO he lists what drives each of these four and says they are flaws and it's such a fucking sick wrap up of each of them. It's simplified and lacks some nuance, but it's a fantastic read on em.

Watase: Fighting strong opponents, drives him.

Saejima - Protecting your allies, drives him.

Katsuya - Passing on your dreams, drives him.

Kiryu - Laying your life on the line (you know, for things that matter), drives him.

Perhaps "drives them" is a poor choice, these are strengths and inspirations each find and work into their understanding of being a yakuza, and Alllll that, and all the nuance and deeper understanding each of these include? TRASH GARBAGE! according to Kurosawa :P

40:30 - Katsuya sacrificing himself to protect Watase? Beautifully done.

45:00 - I like the bonus explanation to things where Daigo used Kurosawa's plan to remove traitors from the Tojo- it's dark, but it's a sort of evolution towards being a better leader from what he attempted in 4- making a hard decision for the better result or some nonsense like that.

48:00 - I love Daigo showing some more growth, I mean I don't recall lack of mercy being EXACTLY his problem the few times the series explores Daigo (it was more a disassociation with respecting his peers and treating things as some form of power broker business I think?) but it's still an insanely good show from Daigo- especially in showing his reverence for Kiryu and trying to make good on the clan Kiryu wanted the Tojo to be. It's fucking sick.

49:00 - SETUP AND PAYOFF MY BUDS. NO RUBBER BULLET ASSPULLS THAT ALLOW ANYTHING TO HAPPEN AND BE WRITTEN AWAY AT A MOMENTS NOTICE! JUST GOOD OLD FASHIONED SETUP AND PAY OFF!

Namely, this slimeball from Katsuya's company was shown to be one of the lowest of the low for a clan and Kurosawa just went on and on about respecting those that play dirty so his showing up here makes perfect sense and is a GOOD DANG PAY OFF to quietly sweeping him away earlier in the story.

49:50 - Kiryu freaking the fuck out to go save Daigo despite that being a deathly drop is so good. It's such a show of emotion. But it's nothing compared to-

50:30 - I fell speechless at this. Kiryu has had the spark of hope in his life threatened, he can't help Daigo, he's watching what happens all the time happen again as those around him suffer all while he attempts to prevent it- his act of prevention seemingly being the CAUSE of the suffering. This is 4 fucking games of build up for a damn near breakdown and it's unbelievable. It's beautiful. Heart wrenching shit.

So I think that does it. This isn't even the end, they gave us an emotional scene like THAT and there's still more to do.

#RetPlays #Yakuza #Yakuza 5 #Youtube

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bitchofdarkness · 3 years

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Just yesterday I had a heated discussion with my mother, sister and her mother in law.

It started with Freddie Mercury and an offhand comment made by me. "Some people say Freddie was Bi, not Gay."

That's all and BOOM off went the bomb. I shit you not, the way heterosexual people will talk themselves into a circle of bullshit is equal parts horrifying and entertaining.

Like, I wanted to laugh, but I also wanted to scream, a lot. And very loud.

They said stuff like:

"My best friend is a fairy. Absolutely feminine and definitely the woman in their relationship." - I...was a bit speechless at that. Girl, if a man wanted to date a female person, they would. But they're frigging gay men, with dicks. There's a reason why they're homosexual, just saying.

Well, that was a common theme. Other comments were (from the same person, which is my sisters in-law):"My other best friend is a lesbian and my colleague and right from the start I told her, I'm not interested in her and in no way want to date women. After that we were best friends." - Somehow I doubt she ever wanted to date you in the first place, otherwise she might've been pretty embarressed to get such a rude statement thrown in her face. ...The entitlement to say shit like that. Sis, you can have friends with any sexuality, it doesn't make you any more of an ally. Especially not if you have to voice multiple times that you're not interested in women at all everytime the topic comes up. She also encouraged her to tell their other colleagues about her sexuality and in the same freaking breath says that it's none of anyones business what her own sex life looks like...hypocrite much?

My sister said in a very flippant way she kissed a woman "with tongue, so what?" - Honey, you want a fucking badge now? Jesus Christ. Smh. As did my mom tell me, she did something with a woman too. She didn't elaborate, but go her, I guess? Also, there you go with the waiting for approval. Or maybe it was in a way their attempt at flaunting their tolerance...the heights they'd go through yadda yadda yadda...

They knew I'm Bi, but apparently I had to tell them again and then was forced to tell them in what way I like men and woman. Like, if I said it was anything other than 50/50 I wasn't legitimately Bisexual. Fuck off. It's actually 70/30, because I do lean more towards men in a romantic way, but you know what? I thought that was none of their business, after they stated (all of them, drowning my voice out completely) that every homosexual relationship has a male and female part. Like the heterosexuals have. God forbid they're equals in a healthy relationship where no one needs to be inherently male or female to fuck right...(I thought about telling them about Top and Bottoms, but then there was a lot of alcohol and I didn't see the point in doing so)

Let that sink in. Completely heterosexual people told a bisexual person they know way more about homosexual relationships. (Maybe I wasn't taken seriously because of my lack of relationships with woman, as in, not a valid bi person, but it's not my fault the ones I was even remotely interested in hated bi woman.) Anyway, apparently my opinion doesn't matter, because the towns gays appear to be all out of the way "flaunting"(not my choice word, a quote) their sexuality and are either butch, manly lesbians with cute female girly girlfriends or cute fairy gay men who are with manly man. In their worldview there isn't an inbetween. There is no way it could be anything else. Manly men don't date manly men and girly girls don't date girly girls. According to them. "iT's mY eXpErIeNcE sO fAr!!!" - yeah, that was one of many parts where I wanted to just scream. Not even words, just a long wail ending in a throaty growl.

Well, I like girly girls and am a girly girl. As I am a butch sometimes, because there's not a single frigging box that is able to contain me, duh. But mostly, I really am female in attitude and style. And I like woman who are the same. I would never fall for extremely butch women. Sorry, but if I'm going for male, I want a real dick. They did shut up once they actually listened to that. I could watch how difficult it was for them to comprehend.

They didn't like me telling them, that even though the best friend calls himself a fag, that it's still seen as an insult by dozens of other people and that she should be careful in throwing words like that around. You're not entitled to call gay people fags, just because your best friend tells you it's okay to call him a fag. (Know what else this reminded me of? Yeah, exactly that. Go figure, we're all white woman and it's embarressing to see the parallels to other disciminative behavior, because I could just picture a very different discussion going the exact same way)

They claimed I wanted them to accept my view as the truth and made it look like a bad thing, when honestly, I just tried to educate them...and failed miserably.

I liked that mother in law, really...she's not a bad person, but she casually said her daughter was now in a relationship with a damn Nazi and they actually met him too. "He's a nice guy." was her summary of that particular meeting. Uhm....what the fuck? A fucking Nazi is a fucking Nazi, I don't care if he was polite or got manners or said "yes ma'am this and yes ma'am that". He hates people for their skin color, their religion that differs from his, their heritage and culture. I'm gonna hate that guy just out of principle, no matter how 'nice' he'll be to me. Fuck him and his stupid worldview. Anyway, I'm wary of her now.

Oh and, except for the Nazi part (my mom and sister were just as disgusted with him as I am) they agreed with my sisters mother in law.

Oh and my mom told me again how she's accepting me and the whole shebang and then added "I don't care what your preference is, as long as you're not into children and/or animals" it is in no way okay to say this. I had to tell her three frigging times that that is insulting to even say to me and that I'm stricktly into human adults. (I meam, if Aliens would kidnap me and they're hot I could probably swing that way too, but not the point)

During the whole discussion about sexuality and how tolerant everyone wanted to appear, (because let's face it, the way they were talking about it, it was painfully obvious how hard it is for them to even grasp what it means to be homosexual or well anything other than straight and were therefore struggling to actually be tolerant without making an ass out of themselves) they had no effing clue what it's like to not get their way or not be accepted or not be loved for simply having a different sexual orientation than their praised "normal" heterosexuality.

And they refuse to take criticism or listen to someone who is actually part of the LGBTQ+ community. I doubt very much that those close best friends of her are getting any word in when discussing the topic, if they ever talk about it at all that is...

#personal #rant #sexuality #tolerance #lgbtq+#family discussion #I'm glad I'm in my own home again #bisexuality #homosexuality #heterosexuals #brief mention of a nazi

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nobodies-png · 5 years

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Biphobia warning: Can we get Larxene, Aqua, Naminé, Kairi, or Xion dealing with a "well-meaning" person telling her she should break up with her bisexual S/O because "obviously" they'll just cheat on her with a guy? And then some fluff when she comforts the reader? (My GF is bi, I'm lesbian. I've gotten this line a few times. The nerve of some people!)

yIKES - fuck those people, nonnie ! i’m sure you and your gf are lovely, ignore those d u m b comments - like mAN, SHIT LIKE THIS MAKES ME SO MAD, ITS 2019 GUYS, OPEN YOUR EYES

Larxene :

Long story short : Larxene doesn’t deal well with people patronizing her or judging and shit talking her choices in partners. Love is a really touchy subject for her, so you can tell she’s about to get violent by the sudden rise in electricity in the air. And because she’s already summoned her weapons as a w a r n i n g, idly fiddling with them through gritted teeth.

If the person keeps up with their nonsense, Larxene won’t hesitate to pick them by the collar of their shirt, pulling them to her eye level before chewing them out with her harsh words. Who are they to insult you so freely ? What kind of shitty accusations are those ? “Well-meaning” her ass ! Larxene can tell this person is full of bullshit from miles away.

If they’re someone you don’t particulary care about or know, Larxene w i l l shock them - so you’ll have to drag her away somewhere more private before things get out of control. But even if she tells you that she’s okay, you know she’s not. Before you can even get a word out, she’s already talking, her back turned to you - trying to brush off this entire ordeal.

“The world is full of assholes, isn’t it ?” It’s extremely hard for Larxene to be so casually affectionate or show her more vulnerable side - yes, even to you - but she’ll give you a hug after this, burying her face in the crook of your neck so you don’t see her pitiful expression. “They don’t know shit about you, I do. And I know you’d never hurt me or anyone else like that.” Larxene is fully aware you’re bisexual, so what about it ? She’s the one y o u chose to love and she’s happy with that.

Aqua :

It would be fine if the insult was directed at her - she’s mature enough to know not to reply and to be the bigger person. But this ? This disrespect is directed at you and she will not tolerate it. If you let her, Aqua would give the person a s t e r n lecture, so classy and savage they’ll be left speechless and embarrassed for saying such stupid things about you.

But if you don’t want any confrontation, Aqua will merely give them a fake smile, say something like “Understandable. It must be hard to be so closed minded. Get well soon and have a nice day !” and lead you away from this person. To wash away the bitter taste of this encounter, Aqua would treat you to lunch - pick anything you want, it’s on her !

She shows no signs of being affected by any of this, but she doesn’t let go of your hand. There’s an unspoken vow between the two to pretend nothing happened, but you decide to confront Aqua about it anyway - she taught you to be open about your feelings and share them with her anytime you needed, so you want her to do the same.

“It’s embarrassing, I should know better than to get mad. But I have to admit, I can’t stop thinking about it. You don’t deserve to hear such cruel words.” Aqua would take your hands into hers and give you the most sincere look, explaining that no matter what the world says, she’s proud and happy to be with someone wonderful like you ! She’s fought for the safety of this entire world, so she doesn’t comprehend why there’s people so hellbent on putting boundaries on how the rest should love or live.

Namine :

Namine despises confrontation, so she’ll ignore whoever is saying that to her as best as she can - either by changing topics or just pretending they don’t exist. She doesn’t want them to get into details, but she doesn’t have the courage to properly tell them to shut up and mind their own business either. If you’re with her, Namine will give you an apologetic look - she’s really sorry that she couldn’t do more for you.

In the end, the person would leave thinking they’re in the right - but at least there were no arguments or fights. The moment you two are alone, Namine would apologize over and over, fussing over all the things she could’ve done instead to defend you - it’s not okay to fight, but it’s not okay to let others insult you like that either ! Maybe she should go back and give that person an actual piece of her mind ?

You’re gonna have to stop Namine from actually doing that, convince her that you’re fine - but h o o o boy. Her face is red from all the frustration building up in her chest. Namine wants to worry about what you two are going to have for breakfast tomorrow, about how to decorate a house if you two ever live together, about the name of the future pet you might adopt - not about what strangers and outsiders think of your relationship.

She thinks it’s not fair, for you and for the rest of bisexual people in the world. How could someone say something so mean ? They don’t even know you ! Namine would pull you in for a hug, listing all the things she loves about you to remind you that you’re valid and appreciated.

Kairi :

Whoever told her that kind of bullshit is in for a wild ride. If the person who told her that seems decent enough, Kairi will patiently explain that those rumours are just a lie and that cheating isn’t inherent to any romantic or sexual orientation. That’s like saying all pitbulls are awful raging beasts. Or that all left handed people are evil.

However, if they seem like the type of asshole with a close mind who just refuses to get properly informed, Kairi w o n ‘ t hesitate. Even a princess has her limits and those limits have been c r o s s e d the moment they talked shit about you. You kinda have to remind her to use her words instead of her fists when you see her roll her sleeves.

Kairi grew up in a fairly accepting and safe enviroment, so she has a somewhat naive and hopeful view on the world. “We have better things to worry about than who loves who.” She wants to assume everyone is a good person, so everytime she encounters these types of people, her blood just b o i l s. Of course, that laced with her strong sense of justice can lead to her getting hurt - so you’re gonna have to drag her away before things escalate.

For the rest of the day, Kairi will latch onto you like a koala, being extra sweet with you. The last thing she wants is for you to doubt your identity because of some dumb comment. She loves you just the way that you are and no one can change her mind ! If the two of you stay strong, one day you’ll show the entire world that your love is worth fighting for.

Xion :

Xion is s o confused. Like, legitimately confused - asking the person who told her to break up with you a thousand questions. Where did they get this information ? What does it mean ? Don’t same gender and straight couples hace the same risk of being cheated on or cheating ? Doesn’t that depend on the person ?

In the end, whoever gave her that unnecessary advice will just. Leave, because they have no actual information to back up that accusation. You’ll have to sit her down and explain what that nonsense meant - the moment she understands, you’ll see her face go red in anger. Like Namine, she’d want to find the person just to set things right, but instead, Xion would focus on never letting anyone else talk about you like that.

She immediately takes you to have some ice cream in some secluded calm spot so you two can just rant till your hearts content, joking about the situation. “I can’t tell Axel or Roxas about this. They’ll probably kill that person if we see them again!” The two of you would move on and continue with your lives !

But of course, Xion tends to overthink. So at the end of the day, before you go back home, she’ll awkwardly tell you that you’re the strongest person she knows, dealing with shit like that on a daily basis. You helped her find out her own identity and individuality as a person, so no matter what, she’ll stay by your side !

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