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planetsstarsandmoons · 2 years

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Random Synastry observations: partly based on my personal experience part 2

Mars trine venus: I love this aspect because the (physical) attraction is just there and it can, opposed to most aspects of attraction, grow steadily more powerful overtime. If you neglect it or cut the relationship off, it will not ‘fade’ or result in brooding tension that blows up in your face, it will simply become dormant. It’s always there. This aspect is a bit underrated, because it doesn’t represent the racey combination of most mars and venus aspects. The ideal example of this aspect is an end-game couple in a sitcom. ‘They’ve always been attracted to each other’, ‘they’re a couple now, funny jokes about their sexy time’, ‘they broke up and ~stayed friends but the attraction of course is still there~, still nothing to worry about or upset the plot for~~’ ‘okay one night then for a special episode’ ‘oh goshh what will these non-erratic people do now!!1!’ and then they realise the other was ~the one~ all along and, after an elaborate first two seasons for the audience to warm up to the match, the writers realised the audience was of course shipping them from day one, because the characters are just so compatible and have such good wholesome chemistry it’s too plain to see.

Lilith conjunct ascendant: Personal taste! I like it when someone’s presence and manner of physically existing seems to suit someone’s dark side so much, that that person can’t stop thinking about that someone. Morning noon and night- lilith is like an imprinter here. This aspect can definitely ruin marriages if the man’s lilith tightly conjuncts another woman’s rising. Think lindsey buckingham obsessively brooding over stevie nicks for almost 50 years. On one hand, ascendant can feel not embraced, but as if an interesting, ~dark~ but somehow pleasant liquid is literally ‘taking’ them. On the other hand, if they’re fighting, it will feel like lilith is trying to swallow ascendant in their negative energy. This aspect is especially grim when a man’s lilith conjuncts the woman’s ascendant. In the courting stage, that dynamic is so funny, because the man with the lilith will just be angry at you for no reason and look at you with these intense and protruding eyes, even when they’re not the plutonic type at all. I’m a sag rising, so I know that most guys who are two years older than me (year 2000) have this aspect with me. Without knowing their birth times, I can basically guess their zodiac sign based on how strong I think their lilith is conjuncting my ascendant 😂 you forget about them, go about your ascendant business and then you exchange looks and remember that they’ve ‘remembered’ (👹) you, so to speak. It’s not an aspect that makes the ascendant drawn to lilith (self protection) but more one that makes them take an interest in lilith.

Mars 2nd house: prolonged courting

Mars/venus 12th house or mars/venus in pisces : passive courting

Mars in 7th: passive aggressive courting 😂 no, that depends on the mars sign really, but it’s really the planet of aggression falling into the house of libra, which is the fall-sign of mars. It normally doesn’t matter, because venus x mars always creates a passionate and romantic aspect, but the overlay is really like mars bonking on the seventh house’s door while she’s in her beauty sleep. You have to understand it.. It has enemies to lovers potential that falls into the water because 7th house sees mars as their ideal fantasy and mars already has a crush on the 7th house person 😂

Pluto conjunct ascendant: some sagittarius risings of generation z are always going to have people their age, namely those with more natal plutonic influences, have a ~certain~ kind of attraction towards them in relationship. Their looks and appearance will stir something deep inside the pluto person, and the ascendant person will automatically see pluto as a grounding, dark intensity. It creates a lot of attraction, but if when young and underdeveloped pluto won’t know wether to hate ascendant and think they’re ‘cringe’ (because ascendant basically embodies and confronts them with their intense, darker and secret self. Even worse if ascendant is naturally confident..🤭 ) or be sort of intrigued by them. Girls growing up with this natal aspects easily got hated and called ‘annoying’ by everyone. Imagine them having this aspect with people their age for the rest of their lives 😭 I can do a whole post on natal pluto conjuncting ascendant and the experience of growing up with that 😂

Moon square saturn: there is such a blockade here to actually becoming something. This blockade is almost magical in the sense of how powerful and unmoving it is in itself. Moon and saturn are very unmoving and hearty heavenly bodies in astrology, so it’s understandable. I’m going to tell a story: I’ve had moon square saturn synastry in a way that most people don’t have this aspect: I had this aspect with someone in my student house whose sun was conjuncting my ic, we had a fourth house stellium in both synastry and composite, venus was conjuncting my moon and the rest of our compatibility indicated all sorts of no shame, reading each others minds, lilithane qualities, etc. We also clearly liked each other in whatever way, saw each other as soulmates (vertex conjunct north node people 😭), thought the other attractive, but ‘being together’?? Well, in the first months we just looked each other in the eyes for entire seconds~ like we were the lead characters in a season of Bridgerton and every time we felt some sort of romantic shift (after talking or something) we would literally RUN away 😂 and the courting stage was literally just that; being friends who were ‘moving away’, leaving the room, suddenly ignoring each other, shifting our position, not saying anything.. and bit by bit we became so purely aware of each other and the connection we had. When it went on long enough, we just looked at each other and immediately knew. The tension became worse and worse and the romantic subtext became the elephant in the room for us. Moon square saturn means deep and meaningful chemistry through the harsh nature of the square and the nature of the planets themselves, but of course it didn’t play out as something like venus square mars. Our connection became the elephant in the room, but the tension wasn’t sexual or playful romantic attraction. The tension had themes like karma, responsibility, ‘we should actually be together’, ‘why aren’t we romantically responding to each other’, ‘because we’re both too shy’. I almost felt this annoyance from the moon person. We couldn’t look at each other without immediately knowing and having that heaviness of moon square saturn. So it was kind of awkward, because we didn’t express anything concretely, but we both knew. And only way later we dared to cross the line, after basically being training-wheeling into having our first kiss. This is an aspect that really can’t be rushed in my opinion. It would just make the first date or cuddle etc super awkward. I wouldn’t say it’s a slow burn aspect because there is not really any burning here 😂 nor pining. That isn’t to say that your relationship won’t have any pining and burning (because we did have that) but this aspect doesn’t provide that. It provides a heaviness that makes both people apprehensive and inward about their feelings for each other. Anyway, I’m rambling here~~~ almost forgetting to say that once these people are together, their love is soo pure, and they will most likely never leave. The sense of (emotional) duty and rigidness in your romantic life is too heavy for that. When they break up, it will leave a looong period of heartbreak. @/lilmajorshawty once remarked that she saw this aspect a lot in older widowed couples that refused to ever remarry after their partner had died. Good luck if this happens to be a key aspect in your chart.

Moon in third house: so in theory, this aspect is not very karmic and can almost feel plain, because the third house isn’t seen as a romantic enough placement for the moon to be in. I beg to differ. In my experience, people love their moon third house overlays, including me. Finding a person you can intellectualise your emotions with right off the bat of meeting them, creates a cupido effect for most people. The moon-ness of the moon will bring out and safe-haven the vulnerability in third house’s thoughts and ideas, and draw out the underlying sentiment in their way of thinking. It’s like someone finally sees you! The moon will feel charmed by this level of friendship and openness, understood, seen, having a sense of comfort and communication with the third house person that takes them months to get even with their longtime friends. The house person will love to ‘house’ the moon this way and listening to the moon person open up will be second nature to them. I’ve seen that people can grow really important to each other with this aspect. Think of that one person you can always reconnect with, no matter what. Think of that one person ever that you’ve met with whom small talk actually went genuinely nice and smooth and pleasant, and not so small even.

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jemmo · 10 months

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for the ask game, 7, 12, 17! 💗🌼

thank you for the ask :)) and sorry its late i was gonna answer this at the bus stop yesterday but for once they decided to be on time

7. top 5 bl

man i had to stare at my mdl completed list for a while to decide this, but i'll preface that these top 5 are here both bc i have such a strong emotional connection with them and bc i want to scream about how actually good they are from a rooftop (also not ranked bc thats too hard):

utsukushii kare - don't know else i can make it clear how beloved and special this show is to me. an excellent story across both seasons and the movie with even better mains that are characterised to perfection, develop in the most beautifully human way and are performed brilliantly. and if i think about this show any longer and remember its over i will break so moving on

old fashioned cupcake - it was one thing to give me a bl starring THE og kageyama stage play actor bc those things were my life during the height of my anime phase, but to then have it be this good?? the story is beautiful, the fact they manage to do so much with such little run time amazes me, and to this day it has the most romantic line in any bl that always gives me goosebumps when i watch it. and i dont wanna talk like im that old, im only 25, but as someone who's barely had anything you can call a romantic experience, this show left me with the warmest sense of hope and comfort that beautiful love stories aren't reserved for high schools, and its never too late to find happiness

blueming - i havent rewatched this one in a while, or much at all, but i'll never forget the visceral response i had when i binged it all in one night. i adore the fact that this is just the gentlest story of 2 people falling in love and finding comfort in each other and just how naturally and simply it happens, and i think its portrayal of that specific family dynamic is phenomenal, bc for me at least its as much about that family being in the process of healing as it is about the love story, and the fact they go hand in hand is even better

bad buddy - what else is there to say. for the 12 weeks it aired, i ate, slept and breathed this show. literally did not even think about anything else. and this show has rightly been praised to the moon and back but as well as all that, its always gonna be special for me bc of the people and community i found and shared the watching experience with. what can i say, you just had to have been there, and im so glad i was

the eighth sense - surprisingly this was my last pick and i was debating swapping it for a few others, but it ultimately stays bc of how refreshing and how much of an emotional rollercoaster it was. i haven't ever brought myself to rewatch it, but i can vividly remember how enraptured i was by the sheer amount of tension they managed to create in those initial episodes, and how well they managed to maintain it. and i hope people take note of how much people loved its artful and kinda raw vibe and become inspired to do something similar bc i think it gives great balance to the genre (and i also, clearly, love it, just look at these pics. i promise i do love fun and silly stuff too)

12. most rewatched bl

i was debating putting this on my list but ultimately, while not being my absolute favourite, its my definition of a comfort show and that is my dating sim. idk what it is about the show, but ever since it came out i go back to it at the very least monthly. i think its the fact that when im really craving a good bl, it manages to not only hit all my favourite tropes (unrequited but secretly requited love, reuniting and digging up the past, that initial clash gives me a lil bit of enemies to lovers, plus it has enough fluff to make me all warm and giddy), but it also does them so well, and the story is so perfectly simple and succinct that i feel so content when the whole thing is over. truly the perfect show for when i wanna do nothing and feel happy.

17. best kiss

unsurprising but yes, it still is the bad buddy rooftop kiss. i dare not watch this kiss bc i know if the weakness ever overtakes me i will fall into a void that i will not escape for at least a week. and honestly, while there has been some good competition, idk if she'll ever be beaten, and idk if thats bias talking or just the objective truth, but i encourage all bl's to keep giving it their bests shot

❤️🧡💛bl ask game💚💙💜

#thank you again for the ask lovely #i always love an excuse to talk about my favourite things who doesnt #ask game

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moonbeamnights · 1 year

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A Collection of Belle x Milah AUs

Tropetember Day 1: Enemies/Friends/Strangers to Lovers

Author's Note: So this is a very unconventional piece to post for a writing challenge because it's... not actually a fic. I would call it 'three very extended summaries for hypothetical fics'. But it's what I was inspired to write, so here we are.

Enemies to Lovers - Canon Divergence AU

After her ex-husband murders her lover and cuts off her hand, Milah becomes the fearsome Captain Hook, set on revenge no matter the cost. She doesn't care who might get caught in the middle of their feud, particularly not if that person is Belle. She believes Belle to be Rumple's evil minion and despises her for her unwavering acceptance of his villainy. Belle, for her part, just sees Milah as the crazy pirate who hates her, and the dislike is mutual.

However, as Milah starts to work with the heroes, trying to redeem herself for the sake of her son and grandson, she realizes she may have misjudged Belle. Belle may love Rumple and forgive him far too easily for Milah's liking, but she's hardly joining him in his schemes the way Milah had suspected. With the realization that Belle isn't evil, Milah starts to see the situation for what it is - Belle trapped by Rumple's manipulations just as she herself had once been. Her sympathy towards the young woman grows and Belle soon joins Neal and Henry on Milah's list of people she wouldn't sacrifice to her quest for vengeance.

With Milah no longer attacking her and Rumple, Belle finds her surprisingly easy to forgive and get along with. Their uneasy truce shifts gradually to friendship with a strong undercurrent of romantic tension. When Rumple's possessiveness of her escalates following their final break up, Belle turns to her former enemy for safety and comfort - and acts on the feelings that have been building between them.

Friends to Lovers - Modern AU

Belle and Milah met through the book club Belle hosts at her job as a librarian. They quickly became close friends, bonding over shared interests - and the shared pain of their unhappy marriages. Milah's husband Rumple and Belle's husband Gaston were both emotionally cold men who showed little love and less care to their wives. But Belle and Milah had once thought they loved them and were now trying to tough out the relationships for their children's sakes.

Until Milah had an idea. They could get divorced from their husbands and immediately remarry to each other. They would spare themselves the struggles of single motherhood and having a two-parent, two-income household would give them an advantage in the custody decisions.

It would be a strictly platonic arrangement, strictly for the sake of the children.

But as soon as they move in together, Belle and Milah both start striving to be a better partner than each other's last spouse. Milah cares for Belle through the end of her pregnancy and Belle gives Milah the gentle understanding for her depression that no one else ever has. On top of the domesticity of living together and the romantic facade they put on for the world, the affection quickly blossoms into love and Gideon is born into a family built not on a pretend marriage, but a real one.

Strangers to Lovers - Enchanted Forest AU

When Milah asks Rumple to move to another town, he declines, reasoning that they already have a home and a stable if small income. The uncertainty of a move could be dangerous for Baelfire. As much as she hates to agree with him, Milah can see the sense in Rumple's argument. So she comes up with a new plan: Rumple will stay with Baelfire in their current home while she leaves and establishes herself in a new town, at which point she'll return for them.

If anything, Rumple likes this plan less, accusing her of abandoning them.

But Milah is determined. "It's not abandoning if I'm coming back," she argues, and begins making preparations to leave. One morning in late spring, after explaining to Baelfire where she's going, she sets off down the road in search of a better town.

Weeks later, when a traveling herbalist and his daughter drive their cart past Rumple's house and see him dyeing yarn out front, they stop to sell him some roots and flowers that make good dyes. As outsiders unaware of his standing as the town coward, they are kind and professional and the merchant's daughter, Belle, even flirts with Rumple. Even after learning of his reputation, Belle maintains her more positive first impression and their flirtation continues on her every visit to the village. Rumple never believed Milah was coming back and soon asks Belle to stay and marry him. She happily agrees.

Meanwhile, Milah has done exactly what she said she would. She found employment in another village and after much hard work was able to purchase a house. She returns to her former home, eager to see her family again, only to find Belle there.

"Who are you," they both ask.

"I'm Rumple's wife," they both answer.

She's very pretty. My husband has good taste, they're both secretly thinking.

They each explain their side of the story and by the time they're through, they realize that despite the jealousy they're feeling, they don't dislike each other and could never blame each other for the situation. They finish their talk just in time for Rumple and Baelfire to return, shocked by Milah's presence. Baelfire is overjoyed to see his mother again after Rumple had convinced him she was never coming home.

What should have been a happy reunion is complicated by Rumple's lies to Baelfire and his new relationship with Belle. But both women want to find a resolution that lets them all be happy.

"And I want our children to get to be siblings," Belle adds.

"Wait, what!?" both Milah and Rumple exclaim.

And that is how Belle announces to her husband that she's pregnant. They'd been civil up until that point, but Milah's rage at Rumple unleashes once again when he admits that he never told Belle about the contract, thinking that if they simply didn't have children it wouldn't matter that they shouldn't.

Betrayed and terrified for her child's future, Belle spends that night crying in Milah's arms. The next night, Milah does what she'd come to regret not doing in the first place - she kills Fendrake.

Everything, it would seem, had been resolved. Milah had prepared a safe new life for Baelfire. Belle and Milah had agreed to allow Rumple to be married to both of them. The contract was no longer hanging over their heads. And yet, when the time comes to return to Milah's new village, Rumple still refuses to leave. This annoys his wives greatly - after everything they've done to try to salvage their marriages and everything that they were going to forgive, he wouldn't even make the minimal effort to pack his things and admit that Milah had been right. They decide they're leaving with or without him. Still angry that Rumple had convinced him Milah abandoned them and excited by the prospect of living somewhere he won't be an outcast, Baelfire chooses to go with them.

Milah's new friends and neighbors know that she'd left to bring back her family, so when she returns with Belle, they assume that this was always the plan and that Belle is her wife. At first Belle and Milah find it funny, the townsfolk assuming that they're married. But having started to fall for each other, they see no reason why they shouldn't be.

#tropetember 2023 #once upon a time #ouat milah #belle french #belle x milah #my writing

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lovestoriestarot · 1 year

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Icy Shots On A Hot Billionaire (Series)

👉Blurb 👉Craziness starts… “Yeah,” he says, “this is Eric Rodricks, our client, CEO of Rodricks Real Estate Investments, and this is our Marketing Manager, Selena Dutchmond.” The guy is hot, Adonis style, Greek God, towering, with beautiful dark blue eyes, chestnut wavy hair and a billionaire. That suit on him makes women stay at his feet. GQ magazine model. That’s why Jessie’s high-pitched voice has been on. “Nice to meet you, sir.” I extend my hand. “The pleasure is mine.” And I manage to take my hand back. Derek, I’m sorry, man… She’s mine… Oh! You’ll be mine, baby… Don’t you worry. I have to talk to Derek to get a confession out of him and then we’re on, Angel. I see Selena coming from the other way of the hallway to the elevator, crying. She has her purse in her hand and her gaze is down. She doesn’t see me and bumps right into me in the front of the elevator. I keep still but I’m a bit shaken seeing her like this. “Oh! Sorry!” She looks at me and then at Derek and my men. “It’s alright. Something happened?” I see her eyes are red and that she’s keeping tension inside of her. The elevator comes as one of my men has pushed the button when we’ve reached the spot. She walks in, leaving us here, with her head down, not looking at any of us, pressing the lobby button, and the doors closing. I get into the next elevator and on her footsteps. My men are already tailing her downstairs. She won’t escape me. 👉Genres of the book: Billionaire Romance, Curvy Girl Romance, Mafia Romance, Dark Mafia Romance, Possessive Alpha Males, Strong Female Lead, Enemies to Lovers, Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy, Action, Comedy, Suspense, Mystery, Thriller, with the touch of the paranormal along the series, with a HEA.

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beaumontproctor · 5 days

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wanted connections; the beekeeper & the candle maker

biography | family history | aesthetic | relationships | wanted plots

PLATONIC.

childhood friends this connection would have to be either from cardinal hills or the very local area, and between the ages of late 30s to early 40s. they could be from elementary, middle or high school or the children of friend's of his parents.

old friends friends that beau has made in the past during his adult life. they could be from salem, massachusetts when he lived with his uncle, from the summer programme at harvard, from community college in massachusetts, or from his time living in England. did they move to cardinal hills to be close to beau, or was it a happy coincidence?

new friends friends that beau has made recently, maybe they just moved to cardinal hills in the last year or so.

unlikely friends this friendship shouldn't work, but it does. people from the outside don't quite understand why they'd be friends because they're so different, but beau and these friends get along despite their differences.

master & apprentice beau has been looking for someone to pass on the knowledge of beekeeping and candlemaking, just like his uncle did with him. age doesn't matter so long as they're eager to learn and dedicated, although he would prefer those who know of witches so he doesn't have to hide anything. however, ignorant humans are also welcome.

wing-man/wing-woman these two help each other get a date, or a one night stand. they're close enough to know each other's type, and supportive enough to drag enough other out to find them. open to all genders.

drinking buddies beau might be an upstanding member of the community, but he likes a relaxing drink. these are the friends he's made at the bar, and that's the place they mostly see each other.

fake boyfriend ‘for hire’ this connection is open to all genders, beau is happy to pretend he's not only for the guys if it helps get a friend out of a sticky or annoying situation. maybe you need a quick, convenient boyfriend for a wedding, or to make someone jealous? beau is down, honestly, he secretly loves the mischief and the drama.

friends with non-sexy benefits beau is handy in a lot of ways - he can DIY, he's got eggs, vegetables, herbs, goats milk, and spare unsellable products. he can fish, he can forage, he's big and strong for moving furniture. he also has a spare bedroom to crash. he's open to trading instead of money, so maybe there's also some non-sexy benefits for him too.

ROMANTIC. note; this muse is homosexual and open to age-gap relationships.

first love / high school crush either beau's first love, or just a little crush that didn't go anywhere. lots of potential here. friends to lovers. academic rivals to lovers. this connection would have to be close in age to beau (41-44) and went to high school in cardinal hills.

flirtationship/s the classic tension of 'we flirt with each other fairly obviously but neither of us has ever made a move'. will a move even be made, or will it just stay as harmless, flirty fun?

one night stand/s pretty self-explanatory. beau is single and ready to mingle, but sometimes things are only a one night thing. or could a post experience lead to something more?

one-sided romance / the friend zoned someone caught feelings, and the other didn't feel the same way.

friend/s with sexy benefits pretty self-explanatory. they hooked up at some point, liked it, deciding to keep hooking up. or, two friends who agreed to help each other out. will they manage to keep it as just sex?

blind date they got set up by mutual friend/s. will it go well, or will it be too awkward? lots of possibilities for how this could go.

ANTAGONISTIC.

former friends turned enemies a friendship turned sour, and now things between them are messy, mean and messed up.

rivalry & competition a fellow artisan, beekeeper, candle maker, goat herder, etc. and somehow things between them have turned into a competition.

frenemies nice to each other's faces to keep the peace, but actually cannot stand one another. will it eventually bubble to the surface?

negative influence someone beau knows he shouldn't hang out with because they always get him into tricky/messy situations. but despite his grown age, sometimes a situation is too tempting.

fell for the same person & fought over them this one could work with one of beau's past lovers, or future. this could be a fun, potentially angsty love triangle.

MISC.

neighbours on good terms anyone in lower cardinal hill who likes beau and occasionally hangs out with him, or comes over to see the bees, gardens or livestock. maybe brings a meal or baked goods to spend time together.

neighbours on bad terms anyone down in lower cardinal hills and beyond who doesn't like beau, for whatever reason. maybe they don't like his personality, the bees, the livestock, the fact he's from a rich, old family, whatever.

have mutual friends not directly friends with beau, but friends with his friends. could be slightly awkward, could be potential for another friendship. maybe they're only aware of each other in passing, or from conversations with their mutual friend.

people & businesses who get supplies anyone who buys from beau, whether it's wholesale for their business, or as an individual customer. beau sells honey, candles, beeswax (both raw and refined), royal jelly, perfect for spellwork and general use, and soap, which is a new product. beau is also a common vendor at local artisanal and farmer's markets.

#info; beaumont #wc; beaumont #tw alcohol

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lyralit · 2 years

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underused tropes in writing (or ones I would like to see more):

hero and villain to lovers

*actually* unwilling hero

side character or villain as mc instead of hero

mc is evil but slowly turns good

mc is good but slowly turns evil

lovers to enemies

enemies to I-will-kill-for-you-friends

the understanding what they're saying without saying a word

street smart / brain smart

enemies who are actually very similar from the reader's pov

wants to be a hero but the journey makes them more, not less, scared

this should not be underused but: faerie/human relationships where the age difference is not of literal millennia. I get they're attractive, but if they did not have their looks—are they still attractive? why is that the going factor?

people who have tension and almost become romantically inclined but don't

slice of life

mc is the villain

symbolic magic

a human mc who is sent to live in a fantasy world

the good guys win, but at a terrible cost

the mc dies

the villain wins

people who have a happy, healthy family relationship

antagonists who truly believe they're doing something for the greater good—and would sacrifice themselves for this great cause

female characters who are strong but act feminine

gentle giant

whatever the opposite of the above is (evil minion?)

neutral magic instead of "light" or "dark"

characters who stay friends

well-written traitors

a villain who is working to redeem themselves

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iridiscent-aesthetics · 3 years

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I just saw your headcanon of az being jealous of gwyn and eris, may I suggest the opposite? gwyn being jealous of az and eris talking.

Oh I LOVE this one! Might be a tad bit tricky but I'm soo very up for it! Thank you @aelingalathyniusrailme for SUCH a great idea!

Gwyn would've found this entertaining. IF it wasn't Azriel there. She was aware of their hatred. Aware that they were literally always at each others throats. But she couldn't help but fume with jealousy while watching them in the training ring take on each other. Blow to blow, matching at each stride. She was watching Eris and Az spar. It began with a heated argument leading to the Autumn court heir challenging the Shadowsinger to spar. And now here they were, since a straight of 15 minutes, sparring. Neither nowhere close to yielding. Gwyn was cursing the redheaded male with all she had for choosing sparring instead of dueling. The absence of the weapons as a bridge and the proximity of their sweaty bodies was too much, nor did it help that neither had a shirt on. The angst, the tension built between them; it seemed straight out of one of her smutty romance books. Gwyn wasn't liking this one bit. "Come on guys, We get it! You're strong and bold. You're Fearless males! There. fed your bloated male egos. Now stop. would you?!" She yelled, throwing her hands in the air frustrated. "Let them be Gwyn, this is far more entertaining than having to listen them arguing to the point of biting each others heads off." Cassian stood besides her crossing his arms and watching them with a hint of curiosity as to who would win. Gwyn bet her money on Az because she would have it no other way, but as much as she hated to admit, Eris was just as good. "Yeah Gwyn. Besides, two of the hottest males fighting, now that's a sight to sore eyes. Enjoy the show!" Nesta chimed in elbowing her, eyeing Cass as he put his hand to his heart and feigned a dramatic expression of pain. Nesta rolled her eyes. "Oh I'll give you a good show Ness." He said scooping her in his arms and took to the sky. Newly mated idiots, couldn't stay away for a minute. Gwyn looked back to the ring and groaned "Well at least take a break!" "Okay!" Yelled Az before delivering a good blow right to Eris's jaw. "Break." There. That should teach the male a lesson for getting all cocky and getting Az worked up. "Going easy on me Shadowsinger?" Eris said rubbing his jaw. Mother! this male's audacity was insufferable! "Wouldn't want to ruin that pretty face of yours, your highness." Az smirked back. Gwyneth clenched her fist. Pretty face?! What in all of Prythian made Az think Eris was pretty! Did he find him attractive? Was he into males? Eris was beyond fine, he was VERY attractive. A strong jaw and sharp eyes with a strong intensity. The male was hot . quite literally. He would make a fit equal to Az. His lethal darkness and Eris's burning fire. She shook her head, No. She was over thinking, Az hated Eris; old bad blood. There was no way he'd fall for him. But she'd make sure of it. Az walked out of the training pit and straight to her, sweat dripping off him. Gwyn couldn't tear her eyes off him. "Enjoying the show Berdara?" Came a teasing Azriels' voice. "Mhmm." She didn't even want to deny it, let him know she was attracted to him. About time it got through that dense head of the Night Court's infamous Spymaster. "Hey Az..., what's your type?" She shot him the question looking everywhere but him. He shot his head to her. "What?" She finally met his gaze. "I'm asking you what kind of people you're attracted to Shadowsinger!" Gwyn was certain her face was as red as her hair now. He looked into her eyes for a hard moment before answering in a low voice. "Redheads. Stubborn ones with a fiery attitude at that. Bonus if they're competitive." He was still looking straight into her eyes, with a small smirk, tilting his head aside as if waiting for her expression, while his shadows were dancing around her in excitement. Gwyn's jaw almost dropped. Along with her heart as it fell to her shoe. She was right. Of course. Of course he was attracted to fucking Eris. Redhead, stubborn, fiery attitude AND competitive. Should've added fire d*ck to the list. "Right." She'd say nothing else. She looked away. "Gwyn?" Came his voice again. Her heart ached as she looked over

to Azriel's concerned face, trying to keep her sorrow reeled in within her. His shadows were frantically jumping around them. "Is everything alright, why'd you ask?" She gave him her best smile. "Yes of course." she waved it off. " just curious." He didn't seem convinced at the slightest but didn't push as he held up a water bottle and drank. Gwyn couldn't stop herself then, She was still his friend, He deserved to be happy, even if not with her. She'd help him pursue Eris. Even if the male would never deserve Az. "So I take it you're into males?" Az choked on the water he was drinking. "What?" He croaked out. Gwyn rose an eyebrow. "Males Shadowsinger, the ones that usually have a d*ck and insufferable egos but pea sized brains?" Azriel looked amused. "You forget that I'm a male too priestess." "Didn't." She muttered and leveled him with a bored stare. "Answer the question Spymaster." Az looked away, his gaze probably searching for Eris. "I've had male lovers in the past. But I've never felt a strong attraction, especially romantic attraction to them over five centuries. Pretty sure nothing's changed now." "Then Eris- how, He's an exception?" Azriel looked at her with a bewildered expression eyes widened. "Eris? What-why, what about him Gwyn?" Gwyn rolled her eyes, hands on her hips, looking down at him. "Quit the puppy eyes act Az. It fine admitting you're attracted to Eris, he's okayish. You'd look good together I guess. Enemies to Lovers arc, angsty slow burn romance,," she shrugged nonchalantly even though she was fuming inside. Az's shadows dropped. To say he was shocked was an understatement. Should he laugh, should he be hurt, or angry maybe? Eris? Of all people in Prythian, HIM? Gwyn though he was attracted to THAT male? "Gwyneth." He started in an emotionless tone face solemn, "What the actual fuck led you to THAT conclusion?" "Oh please. It was evident, for all that being Spymaster and stuff, you sure are obvious about your crushes. I mean for starts, you HATE him, or at least ACT like you do. That's always the first step to enemies to lovers. And then you guys are ALWAYS bantering! Score 2. And did you SEE that tension while you were sparring? AND Flirting with Eris? Its clear as day 'Mr. I show No Emotion'. And Redheads? Seriously Az, could you have even tried and been any more subtle? Az looked at her for a dead half a minute and then burst out laughing so hard that everyone in the training arena were now staring at them in pure shock to see the infamous Spymaster laughing his ass off. Az looked at her, trying to stop laughing, but one look at her angry face and he burst out in fits all over again. Gwyn kicked him good and hard in the knee. "Ouch!" He yelled, not stopped laughing as he held his knee. "Gwyn- I oh Cauldron. Wait." He heaved in and out. "Good shot Berdara." He said with a hint of pride, still chuckling. Gwyn kicked him again. "Nice try deflecting Spymaster." Az shook his head rapidly, still trying to catch his breath. He calmed down and looked at her. "Gwyneth Berdara. My darling. You thought I was attracted to Eris?" He started laughing again. Gwyn grew nervous, "You're not? But you said Redhead, Stubborn, Fiery attitude, Competitive. Eris is all that." "Well I'm not attracted to Eris. AT ALL. Please don't ever say or even think of that again. Please. For the sake of my sanity." Gwyn sighed in relief. "Sorry, I assumed Wrong." But then she tensed again. "But then, if not Eris, then..." She trailed off. If he wasn't attracted to Eris, then who else was it? Redheads? Lucien? Az stood up and held her arms. "Gwyn. Gwyn look at me." She looked up at him with weary eyes. "Can you think of a better Redhead? A stubborn, competitive, fierce one? She's fearless and strong." Gwyn scrunched her nose in thought. A she, was it Vassa? He flicked her nose. "She's a Valkyrie Gwyn." A Valkyrie? There weren't many new ones other than her, Emerie and Nesta, only about two or three. She looked around to see if there were any redheads in them. Az rubbed his hands on his face. "Mother's sake Gwyn,

its YOU." Her eyes shot to his in disbelief. He liked HER? "I- you, me?" She pointed a finger to herself. "You like me?" Azriel was furiously blushing red, he rubbed the back of his neck giving her a sided grin. "Yeah...that's what I'm saying..." Gwyn thought she was going to burst with all the emotions. "I-" Before she could say anything else Eris walked up to them. "Break over yet Shadowsinger?" He smirked. Gwyn growled, literally growled and stepped in front of Az. "Stay away from him Eris, find someone else to play fight. If I see you anywhere near him or talking to him, I swear to the mother, I will rip your throat out." Eris took a step back at her promised violence. "Hiding behind a female, Scared of losing Spymaster?" Gwyn took a step at him, she was certain she'd show Eris hell today. "Leave us alone Eris. I've scored my best win today." He said, looking at Gwyn fondly and putting a hand on her shoulder. Eris snorted and left muttering something to himself. "So..., are we going to talk about how adorable you are when you're jealous and angry? Especially over Eris?" Az teased her with a huge grin and happy eyes "I have no idea what you're talking about." Gwyn shrugged in charming irreverence. His gaze darkened as he looked into her ocean eyes, "You never finished what you were saying before asshole Eris butted in?" Gwyn gave him a soft smile before reaching up to his collar and pulling him down so she could kiss him. She pecked his lips once slightly before letting go and grinning at him while she walked away, leaving Az to process what happened and blush furiously like a teenager. He watched Gwyn walk away in victory. Mother, this female never failed to amaze him, And he was certain that this wouldn't be the last time. For the first time in five centuries, Az found hope. Found himself looking forward for the next day, and the rest of his life. Something sparked in his chest at the thought, A smile unconciously made way to his lips, like every time he thought of Gwyn; and this time, he didnt make to erase it. He'd let it for the world to see, the happiness Gwyneth Berdara brought to his life.

It's not about them talking exactly, but this seemed more fun to write😅

I tried! Not sure if it was good enough, but I've never really tried writing from Gwyn's POV.

Feedback, suggestions and other ideas always welcome!

#gwynriel #acotar #acosf #azriel #gwyneth berdara #azriel x gwyn #gwyn x azriel #gwyn #acosf headcannon #headcanon #eris vanserra

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him-e · 3 years

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what did you think of shadow and bone? have you read the books? i only read the duology

Thoughts on Shadow and Bone, now that you've probably seen it?

I think the show is alright? It lacks a real wow factor as far as I’m concerned, but it’s enjoyable. It’s especially enjoyable in those parts I didn’t anticipate to like / didn’t even know would be there.

Whereas the main selling points leave a lot to be desired.

The good stuff: the visuals. The aesthetic. The overall concept. Production, casting and costumes are excellent, the setting is fascinating. The worldbuilding isn’t perfect and is sometimes confusing, which is probably due to the show jumping ahead of the books and introducing elements that happen much later in the book saga, but I’m loving the vague steampunk-y vibe of it mixed with more typical fantasy stuff and slavic-inspired lore, the fact that it’s set in dystopian Russia rather than your usual ye olde England.

I find it interesting that in this ‘verse the Grisha are simultaneously superstars, privileged elite, legendary creatures and despised outcasts, according to the context and the type of magic they wield. It’s A Lot, and so far it’s all a bit underdeveloped and messy, like a patchwork of different narratives and tropes sewn together without an organic worldbuilding structure. (there are hints to a past when they were hunted, but how did they go from that to being, essentially, an institutionalized asset to the government isn’t clear yet. There’s huge narrative potential in this, and I hope future seasons will delve into those aspects)

Many of the supporting characters are surprisingly solid. I appreciated that Genya and Zoya eventually sort of traded places, subverting the audience’s assumptions about them and their own character stereotypes, despite the little screentime they were given.

Breakout characters/ships for me were Nina/Matthias, and even more so the Crows, i.e. the stuff I didn’t see coming and knew nothing about (having only read the first book). (I thought the entire Crows subplot was handled in a somewhat convoluted way, at least in the first episodes; it was hard to keep track of who wanted Alina and why, but the Crows’ chemistry is so strong it carried the whole Plot B on its shoulders).

HELNIK. As an enemies to lovers dynamic, Helnik was SUPER on the nose, I’d say bordering on clichéd with the unapologetic, straight outta fanfiction use of classic tropes like “we need to team up to survive” and “there’s only one bed and we’ll freeze to death if we don’t take our conveniently damp clothes off and keep each other warm with the heat of our naked bodies” (not that I’m complaining, but i like to pine for my ships a bit before getting to the juicy tropetown part, tyvm). And then they’re suddenly on opposite sides again because of a tragic misunderstanding - does Bardugo hate high-conflict dynamics? It certainly seems so, because between Helnik and Darklina I’m starting to see a pattern where the slow burn and blossoming mutual trust is rushed and painted in broad, stereotypical strokes to get as fast as possible to the part where they *hate each other again* and that’s... huh. Something.

^That’s probably why I’m almost more interested in Kaz x Inej, because their relationship feels a bit more nuanced, a bit more mysterious, and a bit more unpredictable. (I didn’t bother spoiling myself about them, so I really don’t know where they’re going, but it’s refreshing to see a dynamic that the narrative isn’t scrambling to define in one direction or the other as quickly as possible)

Now, as for Darklina VS Malina... I found exactly what I expected.

Both are ship dynamics I’m, on principle, very much into (light heroine/dark villain, pining friends to lovers) but both are also much less interesting than they claim to be, or could have been with different narrative choices. I’ll concede that the show characters are all more fleshed out and likable than their book counterparts, and the cringe parts I vaguely remembered from the books played out differently. And, well, Ben Barnes dominates the scene, he’s hot as HELL, literally every single second he’s on screen is a fuck you to Bardugo’s attempts to make his character lame and uninteresting and I’m LOVING it, lol.

But yeah, B Barnes aside, Darklina is intrinsically, deliberately made to be unshippable.

It makes me mad, because it’s - archetypally speaking - made of shipping dynamite: yin/yang-sun and moon, opposites attract, COMPLEMENTARY POWERS AND SO ON. And what does Bardugo do with these ingredients? A FUCKING DELIBERATE DISASTER:

^ Placing the kiss so early on (season 1, episode five) effectively kills the romantic tension that was (correctly) building up until that point, and leaves the audience very little to still hope for, in terms of emotional evolution of the dynamic.

Bardugo lays all the good stuff down as early and quickly as possible (the bonding, the conflicted attraction, the recognizing the other as one’s equal, etc) only to turn the tables and pull the rug so y’all sick creepyshippers won’t have anything to look forward to, because THEY’VE ALREADY HOOKED UP AND THAT BELONGS TO THE PAST, IT’S OVER, THEY’RE ENEMIES. This, combined to the fact that she falls for him *without* knowing who he really is, is the opposite of what I want from a heroine/villain ship (it’s basically lovers to enemies, and while that can be valid too, I wanted to see more pining and more prolonged, tormented symbolic attraction to the Shadow/Animus on Alina’s part).

But here’s the trick: it’s not marketed as lovers to enemies - it has all the aesthetics and trappings of an enemies to lovers (the Darkling is, from the get go, villain-presenting, starting from his name), so it genuinely feels like a trollfic, or at the very least a cautionary tale *against* shipping the heroine with the tall dark brooding young villain, and I don’t think it’s cool at all. It makes the story WAY less interesting, because it humanizes the villain early on (when it’s not yet useful or poignant to the story, because it’s unearned) but it’s a red herring. The real plot twist is that the villain shouldn’t be sympathized with, just defeated: there’s a promise of nuanced storytelling, that is quickly denied and tossed aside. So is the idea of incorporating your Shadow (a notion that Bardugo must be familiar with, otherwise she wouldn’t have structured Alina and the Darkling as polar opposites who complement each other, but that she categorically refutes)

Then we have Malina. The good ship.

Look, I’m not that biased against it. I don’t want to be biased on principle against a friends to lovers dynamic that antagonizes a heroine/villain one, because every narrative is different, and for personal reasons I can deeply relate to the idea of being (unspeakably) in love with your best friend. So there are aspects of Malina that I can definitely be into, but it troubles me that in this specific context it’s framed as a regression. It’s Alina’s comfort zone, a fading dream of happiness from an idealized childhood, to sustain which the heroine systematically stunts her growth and literally repressed her own powers, something that in the books made her sickly and weak. But the narrative weirdly romanticizes this codependency, often making her tunnel vision re: going back to Mal her primary goal and centering on him her entire backstory/motivation, to the point that when she starts acting more serious re: her powers and alleged mission to destroy the Fold, it feels inorganic and unearned.

Mal is intrinsically extraneous to Alina’s powers, he doesn’t share them, he doesn’t understand them, he has little to offer to help her with them, and so the feeling is that he’s also extraneous to her heroine’s journey, aside from being a sort of sidekick or safe harbor to eventually come back to. People have compared him to Raoul from Phantom of the Opera, and yeah, he has the same ~magic neutralizer~ vibe, tbh.

The narrative also polarizes Mal’s normalcy and relative “safety” against Aleksander’s sexy evil, framing Alina’s quasi-platonic fixation on the former as a better and purer form of love than her (much more visible and palpable) attraction to the latter. This is exacerbated by the show almost entirely relying on scenes of them as kids to convey their bond. I’m sure there are ways to depict innocent pining for your best friend that don’t involve obsessively focusing on flashbacks of two CHILDREN running in a meadow and looking exactly like brother and sister. LIKE. I get it, they’re like soulmates in every possible way, BUT DO THEY WANT TO KISS EACH OTHER?

Which brings me to a general complain: for a young adult saga centering on a young heroine and full of so many hot people, this story is weirdly unsexy? There are a lot of shippable dynamics, but they’re done in such a careless, ineffective way that makes ZERO EFFORT to work on stuff like slow burn, pining and romantic tension, and when it does it’s so heavy handed that the viewer doesn’t feel encouraged at all to fill the blanks with their imagination and start anticipating things (which is, imo, the ESSENCE of shipping). The one dynamic that got vaguely close to this is, again, Kaz and Inej, and coincidentally it’s also the one we didn’t get confirmed as romantic YET. Other than that, where’s the slow burn? What ship am I supposed to agonize over during the hiatus to season two? Has shipping become something to feel ashamed of, like an embarrassing relative you no longer want to invite in your home?

Anyway, back to Alina/Darkling/Mal, this is how the story reads to me:

girl suspects to be special, carefully pretends to be normal so she can stay with Good Boy

the girl’s powers eventually manifest; she’s forcibly separated from Good Boy

the girl’s powers attract Bad Boy who is her equal and opposite but is also a major asshole

girl initially falls for Bad Boy; has to learn a hard lesson that nobody that sexy will ever want her for who she is, he’s just trying to exploit her

also, no, there is no such thing as a Power Couple

girl is literally given a slave collar by Bad Boy through which he harnesses her power (a parody of the Twin Scars trope)

you know how the story initially suggested that the joint powers of Darkness and Light would defeat evil? LOL NO, Darkness is actually evil itself and the way you destroy evil is using Light to destroy Darkness, forget that whole Jungian bullshit of integrating your shadow, silly!

conclusion: girl realizes being special sucks. She was right all along! Hiding and suppressing her powers was the best choice! She goes back to the start, to the same Good Boy she was meekly pining for prior to the start of the story.

... there’s an uncomfortable overall subtext that reads a lot like a cautionary tale against - look, not just against darkships and villain/heroine pairings, but also *overpowered* heroines and, well... change? Growth?

Like, it’s certainly a Choice that Alina starts the story *already* in love with Mal. That she always knew it was him. The realization could have happened later (making the dynamic much more shippable, too), but no.

#anon #asks #*#sab for ts #long post #darklina for ts #malina for ts #sorry it took me a while but i wanted to see the whole season first

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twstdreams · 4 years

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HC for enemies--friends--lovers please! With Epel, Ace, Floyd💛

Everyone is a sucker for enemies to friends to lovers, including me, but that is quite a long process so I changed it to enemies to friends to crush! I hope you enjoy it.

Warning: Floyd’s section contains bullying and not respecting personal boundaries, long post

Includes spoilers for episode 1

Epel Felmier

Enemies

You two start off on the wrong foot when Epel thinks you’ve misgendered him. You were pointing towards him and giggled with your friend, saying, “She’s so cute!”

Epel immediately shuts you down and tells you that he’s a man

Being called out so publicly shocks you, especially since you were referring to the familiar beside him. But eyes are starting to linger your way, so you decide to stay silent. Besides, why was he even listening in to your conversation?

Epel is annoyed because he takes your silence for shame. You feel uncomfortable because of both the unwanted attention and the fact that Epel confronted you so publicly instead of approaching you personally, preferably without the class staring.

Friends

Neither of you make an effort to approach the other, perfectly content staying in your own circles until you’re forced to be lab partners. It’s a little awkward but you both know Crewel doesn’t give easy assignments, so you put aside memories of your first impressions of each other.

Here and there little bits of conversation sneak in. Discussing the latest assignment while waiting for something to reduce, complaining about the mess the ghost wedding made while distilling this or that, talking about favourite foods in the cafeteria while sharing notebooks to write down qualitative and quantitative observations

The two of you find out your common interests and take turns letting each other gush. Your relationship with Epel improves and your feelings towards him morph into something more pleasant

At the end of the experiment, you get the courage to sincerely apologize and clear air. From there, the two of you become friends.

You encourage him to go for a manly aesthetic if that’s what makes him happiest while providing your opinions to help him widen his viewpoint. He appreciates the support and discovers more sides to you as your friendship continues

Crush

He loves the way your eyes sparkle when he carves all sorts of creations out of apples but crinkles his nose when you suggest he make one that looks like a Nashi pear

You two sneak out and have yakiniku to celebrate the end of exams!

Epel feels like he can be himself without reservation around you. He’s never been one for romance or flowery gestures, but as much as he’s nervous to admit it, the feelings he has for you have bloomed into something beyond friendship. And the nervous butterflies that erupt in his stomach every so often aren’t from some botched potion either

You admire Epel’s persistence and hardworking spirit, but even more than that you crave his attention and affection in a unique way. You see Epel’s apparent distaste for romance when topics like true love’s kiss or love poems come up, so you hide your feelings. Unfortunately, even in the darkness, they continue to grow

Ace Trappola

Enemies

When you first meet Ace Trappola, you are not impressed. He radiates little sibling energy in the worst way. You can just feel that he was the youngest that tried to get away with everything with sweet words and a cheeky smile

His lack of filter is annoying but more importantly he seems to be on Riddle’s hit list. With hopes of avoiding getting collared by the dorm leader, you swiftly avoid the troublemaker. Someone who nearly got expelled and subsequently punished by Riddle on the same day was not someone you wanted to hang out with.

Unfortunately, luck is not on your side. You were minding your own business while tending to the flamingoes only to find yourself suddenly embroiled in his harebrained scheme to skip chores.

Ace pretends to help you out but Riddle catches him in the act and now the two of you are in trouble! You, for hiding Ace, and him for trying to avoid his responsibilities. The hundreds of rules you have to copy by hand are enough to fuel your hatred for the redhead

Friends

You actively avoid Ace until he stands up to the dorm leader. Quite frankly, since he needed to punch Riddle to get the message through, his communication skills definitely leave something to be desired. However, his action, as clumsy as they were, bring about good change for the dorm and Riddle

You’re still a little weary, Riddle isn’t that lenient even after relaxing and Ace is as blunt as ever, but you have a newfound understanding of Ace

The two of you get closer bit by bit. One day, you’re partners to paint roses, having fun practicing casting spells and perhaps keeping quiet about a hedgehog that turned lilac for a bit.

The next day, you’re casually chatting while playing croquet at an Unbirthday party

Another day, you let Ace have the last slice of cherry pie in exchange for him teaching you a cool card trick he showed you the day before. Little things keep adding up, intertwining your lives closer together

Crush

Eventually, you watch Ace play basketball. He describes it as a casual practice but you can’t help but be drawn in by his playing style. Ace looks so cool during the scrimmage, interrupting his opponent’s offence with ease and changing the tide of the game in an instant!

His spatial awareness shines through when all it takes is a quick glance at the hoop for him to take a shot. Your heart may have skipped one too many beats when the basketball flew into the net.

As the days pass, you find yourself looking forward to his teasing. Sometimes he actually manages to fluster you! Otherwise, you two enjoy a casual banter. Or at least, that’s what you tell yourself as you ignore the butterflies in your stomach

Floyd Leech

Enemies

Are you scared of Floyd? Why yes you are, which is why you go out of your way to avoid him. The way Savanaclaw students quake in fear when they accidentally bump into Floyd is enough to confirm that you should steer clear of the belligerent eel

Unfortunately, this sentiment is one sided. Floyd has taken to calling you glass catfish because you’re both horribly skittish around him and your terror is clear! He thinks it’s cute how you assume crowds will keep you safe and you do your best to not be alone.

Quite frankly, it’s a one-sided animosity. Floyd thinks you’re funny while your torment is his pleasure. You try to keep your calm but his relaxed comments of breaking bones and the looming threat of being squeezed keeps you on your toes

Honestly, you’re a little miffed. First of all, why is he so fast? Secondly, there must be others to scare. You’re sure Azul gives him enough work in that aspect. And finally, how are you supposed to memorize all these mushroom species and history facts when Floyd has deemed you his current favourite squeaky toy?

Friends

You always assumed Floyd’s squeeze would be a horrible experience of organs being rearranged and the nasty sound of something snapping. So when the first time he embraces you and it’s the feeling of warm, strong arms curling around you protectively, your brain short circuits

You had been fuming and more than a little annoyed so when you crossed paths with some rowdy students, instead of spitting out some standard apology and being on your merry way, you snapped back! And, like most students at NRC, they didn’t take kindly to it.

It feels ironic that you had avoided Floyd so fervently but in the end, you only had yourself to blame for stirring up trouble. Magic battles were most definitely against the rules but you didn’t have any intentions on letting some fireballs scorch you either

Yet your opponents quickly withdraw when Floyd chimes, “Let me join in!~” And for once, you’re happy that Floyd is around. It must show on your face because in the midst of drawling about how boring it is now that the tension is gone, he breaks out into a smile

“You’re grinning glass catfish!” It’s the first time Floyd ever makes you smile and it’s far from the last

Your friendship is very much a give and take affair. You learn to go with the flow, but you put your foot down as necessary. More than you expect, Floyd can be amendable to your demands. He’s still as chaotic as ever though, hedonistic almost to a fault

Crush

You two have a takoyaki adventure! Cooking with Floyd is nothing short of chaotic. For the first half, he’s bored and pacing around. You chop up ingredients and he not so secretly snacks on them. Then when it’s time to fry the takoyaki in the molds, he’s suddenly over-pouring batter and eating them almost as fast as you make them! By the end, you didn’t even get to take a picture of the takoyaki you two made but his goofy grin and lips covered in sauce engrain themselves into your memory

“I could eat you up too!” he comments with his signature laugh and it does dangerous things to your heart.

“Please don’t!” you squeak out hastily but you can’t help the flush of heat that comes with embarrassment nor the hasty hand gestures as you avoid his gaze. Your pulse starts to increase rapidly, but you know it’s not out of fear

You won’t complain of boring days anymore. For now, you let the current take you where it will. And if that destination happens to be romantic, well you’re not one to fight the waves

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #epel felmier #epel felmier x reader #ace trappola #ace trappola x reader #floyd leech #floyd leech x reader #twst headcanons #twstdreams #twisted dreams #here I am writing 1.6K about enemies to lovers instead of working on essays #whoops don't be like me

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lunaekalenda · 3 years

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Congratulations on your milestone!! I'd like to request 👄🚗💖 (or maybe trajicomedia not sure there 😅) for Levi, Reiner and Zeke pls 🥺💘 there is not much content for the monke and can you pls end the five with fluff please. Hope u have a great day!!!

ofc! i hope you like it and thanks for requesting on my event!

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enemies to lovers + modern au + romantic tragicomedia feat Levi, Reiner and Zeke.

w: maybe implicit sex mentions on zeke's, nothing important.

a/n: the starting of the one shot is the same for the three characters, but the ends change!! also i’m not gonna lie, i wrote the tension scenes listening to the gerudo valley theme from the legend of zelda: ocarina of time lol also, on zeke's end i took the prompt that they already make uo with esch other but they have a playful hate (like fake rivality)

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Your university’s debate team is recognized everywhere. It’s a really prestigious one, and you, as its captain, are always praised by other professionals. Since you’re captain, you have won against a lot of teams from different universities and even different countries, but you never won against the team that Levi Ackerman commands.

“Isn’t this the Ackerman team?” Pieck asks, showing you a piece of paper. Your university is called to participate on a debate night on the south of the country. And your rivals that night is Levi’s team.

Even when you never compite against him, you know him too well. He used to be in the same high school as you, leading the debate team since he’s just a teenager. He doesn't know you since you two never talked. The day comes fast and you’re looking through the window, with Pieck sitting on your side seat and Porco looking through the space between the two seats, that way he can speak to you two. He looks unamused. “Is that team that good? I only hear good comments towards us.” Zeke nods from the teacher's seat.

"Yeah, and guys, we're going to mash them and take the trophy home"

"But they're older?"

“They are older. Not a lot, maybe a year, but they play on another league” you say. You’re quite nervous, this encounter will maybe decide the future of your team. If your team wins, you’ll be officially the best debate team among your country’s universities. You have to win this.

The place were you all stay is big and comfortable. You share a room with Pieck in the first floor, while Reiner and Porco have to share the other upstairs. You can hear how Porco curses and Reiner announcement of “Uno” while they play cards. Zeke is probably smoking outside.

“I think I’m going for a shower” You nod and Pieck gets all her things, heading to the public bath downstairs. You put a sweater on top of your clothes and go outside to explore a bit. Your team is pretty good, and they all follow your commands. Except Reiner. He wanted to be the leader so bad... He has kinda rivalry towards you since you got the title of leader. He has been bittersweet about it.

The gardens are really pretty, with a huge fountain in the middle. There you see Levi, talking to a blonde man, looking at him with maybe concern. You can’t really tell since they are far and the water that falls from the fountain difficults your vision. They are talking, but you can’t hear about what. The blonde man moves and you see the card hanging from his neck. He is a professor.

You turn around and make you way back silently, trying to not grab their attention in any way. You don’t want to meet Levi, you’re sure you’ll feel intimidated and you want to make Reiner know that you’re totally valid as a leader.

Wait, then, shouldn’t you show Levi you have no fear into competing against him tomorrow? Isn’t it what a leader makes?

You turn around again and walk towards the two boys. Levi sees you first.

“Y/N?” he asks. Does he remember your name? You nod once you’re near them.

“Sorry for interrupting your conversation.” You look between the black haired and the blonde man, who’s smiling politely at you. You can read his name on his card: Erwin Smith.

“Don’t worry!” he smiles. You hear how Levi sighs. “So you’re the captain of the other team, aren’t you?” You nod.

“Yes, Smith.” He laughs quietly and shakes his hands in front of you.

“No, please. You can call me Erwin.” He says. You nod, understanding.

"Are you and your team ready for tomorrow?" Levi asks. You nod quietly. If Reiner was the leader, he for sure would be intimidating and making them see you're not afraid to compite towards them. You smile.

"I wanted to comprte towards your team. It's one of the strongest."

"The strongest, actually." the teacher corrects you, wining a bad look from the boy. He clicks his tongue. "You should go and sleep, y/n" he says. "There's a long journey tomorrow." you nod and, bowing to the teacher and nodding to the boy, you leave the place.

When you arrive, Pieck was already there.

"Nice to see you, y/n. Porco has invited us to have dinner!" she says. That's why she is dressing so good. "Come on, let's go!"

The two boys are already sitting when you arrive. Porco smiles at you two while Reiner looks to another place, without making eye contact with you. For your bad luck, the only chair left is in front of him. Pieck invites you to sit. She thinks your rivalry with him is just a childish thing. But he's the one that doesn't want to admit that you're also a good leader. You sit and look at the menu as if it was the most important thing ever.

"Hey, cap!" Porco calls you. "Did you saw the other team? Aren't they scary?" he says. You shake your head.

"Actually I talked a bit to them. They're nice."

"But they are the rivals." Reiner interrupts. "Making new friends?" he asks. You don't know why the sweet Reiner became this cold towards you just because of a fucking captany. You wanted everything back.

"Reiner could you accompany me outside?" you ask. He looks at you.

"The waiter is here, sit down." Pieck says.

"We'll talk tomorrow. After the debate."

The dinner was a little awkward but Pieck filled it with jokes and support for tomorrow. Porco and Reiner went back to their dorm and so you did. Tomorrow, the debate was going to be intense.

That evening, you were sitting on a huge auditorium, on top of the stage, on four chairs with your university logo on them. In the other team, Levi was accompanied by three more people: a person with glasses and a ponytail, a tall and blonde boy and a short-haired girl. That was his team. Zeke, now accompanied by the blonde man, shows his thumbs to you.

"Let's start the debate night! Levi, do you think we should keep teaching civic valuations on the universuty?"

The debate goes fast. Their arguments easily get rid of yours. It is difficult to win, and even more with that girl on their team. Petra. She's fast and smart, as much as her captain. You were also out of arguments, defending that you should not learn more civic values was really hard. Thats how you lost.

Reiner's end

You took a shower after the debate. You sigh with all the water running down your body.

"Why the hell has to be random. If we could choose..." You dry your head with a towel back in your dorm, with Pieck packing all her things to leave tomorrow morning, really early.

"Well, that's life, y/n. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose." she says. You nod. "Didn't you told Reiner to talk to you now" You nod again. Even when she hates it. "Then go. I listened his steps ten minutes ago. He's in the terrace for sure." You dry your hair a little bit and go downstairs to the terrace. Of course, he's there, with a jacket covering his body. You've entered the debate club because of him. You had an enormous crush on the blonde boy, and he always seemed so sweet and polite you fell even more for him.

Then Zeke told you to be the captain and he changed. Fucking captany.

"Captain, I think punctuality is a quality all captains should have." he says, without turning around or facing you. You took place on his side, your arms on the cold metal of the railing. The brise moves your hair quietly.

"I took a shower." you simply say.

"You should dry your hair or you'll get a cold." he says. You sigh.

"Listen, Reiner. I don't know what changed in you ti became so cold or..."

"In me?" he asks. "Nothing changed in me. Maybe is you the one who changed." he says. You look at him with surprise.

"Me?"

"Yes, you. You started to care more for the group that for yourself. You cared for me a lot, and you always stayed until late to make my arguments. You started to forget yourself to take care of us."

"And why the hell you acted like that, Rein!" you ask, yelling to him.

"I thought that maybe if you lost the interest in me you'll start to take care of yourself!" he says. "I didn't want you to stop sleeping for me. I didn't want to see how you mistreated yourself." He sighs, and he takes his jacket out and puts it around your shoulders. He sighs. "You're going to catch a cold."

You're freeze, but not because of the cold. Did he admit...?

"So you cared for me?" you ask in a whisper. He sighs once again and looke to the sky.

"How shouldn't i care for the person I like? Because I like you."

His arms accompanied his jacket around your shoulders, and you smelled his sweet cologne when he hugged you.

"Maybe it's one sided, but..."

"It isn't." you whisper. Was he acting cold just to protect you?

"Hm? Louder, please." he asks. You grab his face between your hands before standing on your tip toes and collide your lips with his.

"I said." you whisper once you part for air. "That it wasn't a one sided love."

Levi's end

He approached you when you where helping to put everything on its place.

"Nice debate, y/n" He says quietly. You smile at him.

"Congratulations, Levi. You won."

He smiles.

"You're a really strong rival. It wasn't easy to win." he says.

"Oh, come on!" you take your things and start walking towards the exit. He follows you quietly. "You're all so smart and fast for this thing. We bite the dust." he laughs a little. The night is calm and there's not much air. You look at the fountain."It was a cool experience. Meet another people, travel with your mates..." you say. Levi nods.

"Yes. Actually, we have a night and half a morning left." you nod. It's true. Your bus picks you all up at 8 am.

"We could... hm.... like." he looks around. "Go dinner tonight." he says finally. You smile brightly.

"Of course! let me call the res..."

"No." he interrupts you. "Just... The two of us." his cheeks are blushing a bit. He doesn't seem like the boy from yesterday, the one that teased his teacher and rolled his eyes. "I would like to know more about you, if you agree." he says. You look at him. He's handsome. And intelligent. He also awakens your curiosity.

"Fine. Let's go for that dinner."

Zeke's end

Zeke was waiting for you on the main entrance of the camping. He smiled, throwing away his cigarette.

"You looked gorgeous on that stage." he says once you arrive. You roll your eyes. He takes your waist and draws you closer to his body. An attempt to kiss you.

"Wait, Jaeger. We're in the main entrance. Everybody could watch."

"Free spectacle, they couldn't ask for more." he says. You roll your eyes again, taking his hand and guiding him until your back finds the wall. Then, he cages you and, leaning on, he kisses you. He tastes like a cigarette and smells to vanilla. That's one of the things you love about him. How his sweet scent doesn't match with his appareance.

"You made it so well... maybe you need a trophy." he jokes.

"Do I have to call you "teacher" during it?" you joke back. He looks intensely at you, as if you awakened something on him.

"Actually is not a bad idea. Hearing you calling me "teacher" makes things funnier, don't you think?" he talks against your mouth.

You smile before taking him closer again, kissing him for the second time, but not the last.

The night is young yet.

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Thank you @yanderepuck for giving me the courage to post this😊❤

Please ignore the crappy drawing of her, but that's kinda what she appears like in my mind. I will be writing with her character in future posts.

Name: Elizabeth Tudor

Vampire Type: Lesser Vampire

Height: 5’4

Birthday: September 7th

Occupation: Former Queen of England

Appearance:

Long, curly (and extremely thick) strawberry blonde hair, fair skin, red lips, and intense icy blue eyes. Her stance is strong, regale, and respectable. Her skin is littered with smallpox scars (only a few, very unnoticeable ones residing on her face, neck, and hands). Her expression is usually blank and unreadable. Her movements are controlled and polite. Her brows thick and stomach soft. Legs long and fingers thin and graceful. There are patches of freckles on her shoulders that mix with her scars causing a unique blend of color. Thick thighs and pale, maintained feet. Smaller breasts.

Childhood:

When her brother, Edward, was born from her father and his new wife, Catherine, her line to the throne was pushed back even further (she was declared third in line). Thankfully she was not neglected instead her father, known for his cruelty, treated all his children with affection and love. She became very close with her half brother and was said to be inseparable. She was also very close with and benefited from the love her step mother, Catherine, showed her.

She was taught a rigorous education normally only given to male heirs and was applauded for her perseverance and memory. She became fluent in French and Italian which profited when conducting diplomacy years later. Her involvement with the Reformation shaped the course of the nation, but she held no interest in religion.

With her father’s death, her step mother married the lord high admiral, Thomas, which resulted in his decapitation due to his intent to rape and impregnate Elizabeth forcing her to marry him in order for him to rule the kingdom. He was said to be overly flirtatious and acting inappropriately familiar with the young girl when around her (which one of the reasons she doesn’t like Arthur, his flirtatious nature reminds her of her past).

She was raised around sexism and taught that women were likely to act on impulsion and passion making them unfit to rule. Men were taught the arts of war and told they are the ones who dominate women while women were urged to keep their head down, mouth shut, and attend their needlework. She had remained unmarried, her want to remain single overshadowing any thoughts of seeking out relations with a man. She was rumored to have burst out in tears when Queen Mary, her older sister, had proposed to marry Elizabeth to a duke. This became a national concern when Elizabeth became queen and refused to take a husband, going against the belief that a woman’s place was a wife. It also raised worries that she would die childless, ending her bloodline, and giving Elizabeth’s title to Mary, Queen of Scots, a catholic posing a threat to the Protestants of England.

Dislikes:

her privacy being intruded on, loud talking, 3am, those who play weak and stupid or whine to get what they want, people who are lazy but still expect to reach their goals, women who chase men and believe they need a man to be successful in life, messy rooms, fake personalities and cheaters (in both games and relationships)

Likes:

walks in the garden at midnight, the sound of the birds singing their life’s song as the warmth of the day’s first rays of sun trace her skin, reading, learning new things, burning candles, smiling faces, happy children, the smell of freshly baked bread, warm blankets, animals, the laughter of children, hunting, dancing, and horseback (bareback more often than naught)

Personality:

She appears cold at first because of her bluntness and blank (almost annoyed) expression. Unreasonably serious with a strong sense of duty, responsibility, and morals. She is a firm believer in working harder than everyone else to achieve greatness. A highly intelligent woman that believe women are equal to their male counterpart. Extremely stubborn in a non-disrespectful way. She is adaptable, disciplined, dignified, and confident with a wit and tongue as sharp as, if not sharper, than any of the residents. She is blunt, doesn’t sugarcoat the truth, and is always honest. Focused, logical, and exceedingly loyal to those she decides to put her trust in. She is protective and straightforward but rather quiet. She tends to keep to herself. She is paranoid and distrustful when meeting new people but will not show it. She tries to work on it, but she can be very vengeful when it comes to people betraying her or hurting those she loves.

Preferred company:

Theo, Leonardo, Isaac, Jean, Vincent

Relationships (platonic, romantic, etc.):

Jean- platonic with a chance of something more

Has a deep understanding with Jean. They don’t really talk about each other to each other; their conversations mainly consist of stiff, dead toned jokes that you wouldn’t be able to tell they were jokes until specified. She is one of the few people that has actually seen a sober Jean smile. He is extremely protective of her and will stand behind her just so he has the peace of mind that her back is guarded. If she asked, he would show her what is under his eye patch, no matter what lingering emotions he has on the ‘ugliness under the fabric’. His blade is always ready, his mind perfectly clear, when it comes to the safety and well being of the woman he had found himself connecting to in ways no one had before. Often, they go horse back riding together, Napoleon will sometimes accompany but its only when her and the former solider are alone does she throw her head back, her laughs unrestrained while the wind rips through her hair and clothing. Jean will race her and chuckle at how free she looks, but of course she doesn’t hear. Spares with and helps better the woman’s defenses and attacks along with Napoleon

Mozart- platonic

Sometimes Mozart look for her and demand Elizabeth to listen to his new piece until she raises an eyebrow, daring him not to correct his wording. He’ll swallow thickly and glance off to the side, a scoff on his lips as he apologizes. She’ll nod and follow him to music room. Mozart will stare at her impatiently until she gives her honest (and extremely blunt) opinion. He values her words and while alone the pianist will replay the slight quirk of her lips as she praised his efforts. He has a small obsession with her and it drives him insane

Vincent- brotherly platonic and Theo- they horny for each other but don’t want to cross that line of friendship so they dance around their feelings while making out every once in a while

Has a soft spot for Theo and Vincent because their relationship makes her think of her brother. She only sees Vincent as a brother and will only allow him to do her makeup when he asks to, but with Theo its completely different. She sees Theo as a partner, a man she shares many values and goals with. She respects him and their shared opinions on responsibility and productivity. They understand each other intuitively and can conversate with just fleeting touches and quick glances of their eyes. There is a thick sexual tension that builds between them overtime resulting in hurried, frantic, sloppy kisses in hallways where the couple battle for dominance by pushing each other against walls and gripping roughly at the other’s clothing

Napoleon- just housemates (not friends or lovers)

She can and usually feels uncomfortable when around Napoleon. She has chalked it down to the fact they are both the leader ‘alpha’ types that ruled enemy lands. Truly, they just don’t have much in common and find it hard to build a meaningful relationship. Spares with and helps better the woman’s defenses and attacks along with Jean

Arthur- just housemates

Can sometimes get too snippy with Arthur. While she does find enjoyment in his jokes at times, she despises the sexual aspects of the author. Finds his skirt chasing habits understandable but disgusting. Admires his intelligence but can’t stand how he is able to tell you where have been just by the dust on your hand (she likes her privacy). Will play chess and pool with him even though she knows she will lose just because she enjoys playing. Will sometimes have deep conversations with Arthur in front of the fire place, both nursing a glass of alcohol, their eyes never leaving the fire as to not break the imaginary protective barrier around the two that eye contact will shatter. Smirks at his quirks and jokes sometimes and it literally makes Arthur’s heart leap because ‘damn a queen just found amusement in my joke.’ He internally freaked out the first time he met her mainly because the mansion now had two previous rulers instead of one and the newest one scared the living daylights out of him.

Comte- there is nothing between them

Doesn’t trust Comte as far as she can throw him. She can see the darkness in his heart and his past behind his eyes. She can see the death he’s caused- the pain, and while she knows that she, herself, has caused the death of many, she still has a deeply rooted gut feeling telling her to stay away from the pureblood. He wants her trust but soon realizes her opinion on him is similar to Jean’s. She will not take any gifts other than what is necessary from him (ex. Dresses for parties)

Dazai- just housemates

Dazai tries avoiding her. He feels suffocated when around and the victim of her stare. He feels as if her eyes and actions pick him apart and leave his in his barest, rawest form, and it scares him to no end. She does find his window habit hilarious though and will give him a hand up when he falls

Shakespeare- they don’t get involved with each other

She can tell Shakespeare’s mind is being manipulated, by what is the question she has yet to reveal though. She can tell he is dangerous. One who’s actions are watched and controlled by another always are. His unpredictable nature and mysterious, secret filled smile is what causes her to feel uneasy around him. She doesn’t ignore him, but she doesn’t want to be involved with the playwright and his actions so she tends to just quietly leave the room when he enters. He is polite to her and compliments her when they do talk but his fancy wording sometimes annoys Elizabeth, especially when she just wants to get away from him. She believes he is a good man at heart lead astray by forces more powerful than him, but still finds his company rather unnecessary.

Sebastian- they respect one another, are not friends but have decent conversations

Has an interesting relationship with Sebastian. She wouldn’t call him a friend, she has very few of those so it is understandable, but she does respect him for his work ethic just as he respects her for her accomplishments and standing in history. She let him interview him once and nearly laughed out loud from how excited he got. They always have a cup of coffee or tea in the morning together, Elizabeth not quite woken up yet so they sip in comforting silence. Sebastian usually asks how she slept and she responds by telling him about her dreams if she had one. She’ll end up helping him cook breakfast.

Leonardo- friends with a chance of something more

Elizabeth appreciates Leonardo’s straightforwardness and honesty, so they have a decent trusting relationship, but his matureness makes her feel like a little girl again and it bothers her. Her thoughts tend to be: she was a queen; she ruled a country with a strength that rivaled even the greatest men, she should not look at this chain-smoking man with admiration in her eyes like a giddy school girl, flustered over a boy telling her she is cute, while around the Italian. The start of their relationship was rocky, due to Elizabeth’s personal feelings on the man- Leonardo could have cared less, but soon enough they started to appreciate each other’s qualities. Leonardo is mainly the only one she allows to touch her hair. They often speak Italian together on the balcony as Leonardo smoke a cigarillo and Elizabeth reads.

Isaac- they have the chance of being more than friends but their relationship is mainly just comforting one another through their presence and (when needed) touch- they also trust each other whole heartedly

Adores Isaac and will purposely sought him out just so she can listen to his calming ramblings while he tinkers away, a book in her hand and two cooling cups of coffee on the surface closest to the pair. He gets so red around her; at times he turns snow white from the intensity in her gaze and how her eyes never stray from her company. They share an endless loyalty to each other. Neither knows when the bond form, it just happened on its own (and very suddenly). Isaac has lost control and bit her but instead of reacting in anger she accepted it and pulled him closer, shuddering with each frenzied suck against her neck, her nails gently scratching the scalp of a whimpering Isaac. When Isaac finally came to his senses, he tried pulling away, his voice thick with unshed tears as his panicked words rang through the air until Elizabeth grabbed him and held him close, shushing Isaac as he trembled with regret and guilt in her arms. They had held each other for hours until they feel asleep in each other embraces. Isaac will link pinkies with Elizabeth when he is being picked on without realizing it for support and something to ground him so his thoughts don’t run too wild. Elizabeth will just glare and clear her throat and Arthur will shut his mouth while looking at the former queen as if he was a kicked puppy. She has a habit of fixing his clothing or hair after he nervously pulls, picks, or twists at it- Isaac doesn’t even notice it after a while. His face does burn intensely though when she places a hand on his overactive, bouncing knee when he is anxious.

Fun facts:

Due to her makeup being poisoned by her undetermined enemy, which resulted in her death, she refuses to wear any cosmetics other than what Vincent personally makes (learned how to from Leonardo) and puts on her skin himself when going to events if he asks to.

She tends to wear clothing that covers all skin other than her neck and face when leaving the mansion due to children being scared by her smallpox scars.

She usually never strays from wine unless her emotions become a little too overwhelming for her to just push the feelings down, only then will she drink something stronger.

Elizabeth is a quiet, peaceful drunk that tends to curl up on the couch, her shoes discarded on the floor, her hair loose and flowing over the decorative pillow she’ll grab and hug tightly to her chest.

She died a virgin and has remained one ever since her resurrection.

The former queen is hesitant to allow others to touch her hair from her past concerning the loss of said strands (a result of surviving smallpox), but if she trusts someone enough and knows they’ll be gentle she’ll let them style the curls, even if she is tense the entire time.

Prefers to braid her hair herself and wrap in into a bun due to the protective nature of the style.

Loves sleeping in but is often unable to due to insomnia.

She is highly particular when it comes to cleaning and organization. She has told Sebastian not to worry about cleaning her things or doing her laundry, instead she does it herself with up most focus and determination.

When she does open up or is around the boys long enough, they realize her heart is truly kind and nurturing instead of what she appears when first met (a cold-hearted woman with a resolve like steel). This is especially apparent when around animals.

She is very sarcastic and doesn’t mean any harm but usually her joking words sound hateful due to her dead tone and blank face.

Her voice is deeper and soothing, most times holding no emotion which creeps Dazai and Arthur out

Lives by “no pain no gain”

Doesn’t waste her breath on hate- if she doesn’t like someone or feels as if she can’t trust them then they just don’t exist to her. She won’t hesitate to cut someone off without warning.

Has a bad habit of bottling her emotions which causes her to explode when pushed over the edge resulting in one of the very rare moments where her anger creates an electric static in the room that demands the attention of anyone present. She doesn’t shout or scream but her words are sharper than a blade, her eyes burn with a fiery rage while she takes control of the room, overwhelming anyone (even Napoleon) and making them feel as if they are an ant beneath her boot.

Her eyes freak many people out- they feel as if the ice like orbs are staring straight into their soul, picking apart their insides, leaving nothing but shredded organs and an empty husk of what used to be a strong mind.

Can always tell when someone is lying. It’s a gut feeling, and her gut is always right.

She still wears her coronation ring on her wedding finger as a sign of her symbolic marriage to her people and country

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horansqueen · 4 years

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Stuck With You - Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Miss You Like Crazy

🡪chapter 1 🡪chapter 2 🡪chapter 3 🡪chapter 4 🡪chapter 5 🡪chapter 6 🡪chapter 7 🡪chapter 8 🡪chapter 9 🡪chapter 10 🡪chapter 11 🡪chapter 12 🡪chapter 13 🡪chapter 14 🡪chapter 15 🡪chapter 16 🡪chapter 17 🡪chapter 18 🡪chapter 19 🡪chapter 20 🡪chapter 21

College Enemies To Lovers AU

characters // masterlist // instagrams // mood board

You have been my better part You opened doors I thought would always be closed

Now that you got me living I can’t get you out of my head And I miss you like crazy

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NIALL

"Devie."

She took a step closer and I held my breath as images started invading my brain. What if I just walked to her and kissed her? What if I whispered to her that I love her and that I want her near at all times? Would she kiss me back? Would she tell me she loves me too?

She raised her eyebrows and her lips parted slightly. I stared at them for a few seconds before looking up in her eyes. She looked so vulnerable and I couldn't help myself as I thought about her getting down on her knees as I'd slip my cock between those lips.

I didn't know what was wrong with me. All I knew was that I loved her and I wanted her. Both emotions were so strong inside me I didn't know which one was winning. However, what I knew was that I had to push both away to have a real discussion with her. So yea, I was mad at Lewis and Louis for locking us together again but despite the fact that it was a wrong way to do it, I liked that it forced us to talk together. If she didn't want to hear what I had to say, I would keep quiet, but she had asked and I could read in her eyes that she genuinely wanted to know.

"Niall?" she asked again, making me blink a few times as I got out of my thoughts. "What do you have to tell me?"

"I miss you."

I had breathed those words while I exhaled. It was so low I was not even sure she heard me until I saw her face change. Her eyebrows raised, her lips pressed together and she brought her shoulders up, closer to her cheeks.

"I'm..." she started shrugging a bit and shaking her head very slowly. "I'm right here."

"I know, I just.." my eyes roamed on her face and I sighed. How could I explain to her exactly what I meant. "Fuck, I wish I wrote a song about this."

"About what?"

I waited a few seconds and shook my head. "Bare with me, okay? I've never been good with these things."

I turned around and walked to a desk, sitting on it before placing my guitar on my lap. If only I could play her a song and cross my fingers that she'd understand how I felt. I looked up and once again, she had moved closer, so close that her thigh was almost pressed on my knee. She still had her arms around herself and she had tilted her head while nibbing her bottom lip.

"Take your time." she whispered, her gaze locked with mine. "It's not like we can go anywhere anyway."

"Devie you-" I stopped myself and breathed in before sighing again. "I miss hanging out with you. I miss... I miss laughing with you, I miss joking with you. I miss picking you up every morning."

Her traits softened with surprise and this time, her thigh press on my knee and without thinking, I moved both of them apart, giving her space to get even close. I wanted to feel her body against mine so much. I was not sure if it was sexual or romantic but it didn't matter. The need was visceral. It came from so deep within it was almost embarrassing to admit.

"Devie, I miss having you in our room, I didn't really want you to move out." I admitted, shaking my head. "I wanted you to stay. I never thought you'd do it for real and I should have told you but, you wanted out of there so bad. I wanted you to be happy. If living with me was making you unhappy I just... I had to help you move out."

She nodded slowly, biting her bottom lip. "Okay, well, maybe I could come back." Her answer took me by surprise and it probably showed in my face because she giggled. Why did some girl's giggle make my heart twist in my chest like that? "I talked with Lewis and told him I really can't afford twice the ammount I paid. You paid half of it and it helped, but the whole rent is impossible."

"Did the bastard throw you out?"

She smiled more and chuckled, her eyes still looking fondly at me. "No, he said I could stay. I almost want to because he's amazing, I really like him." she answered, shrugging a shoulder. "But I'm not comfortable with him having to pay so much more than me. And I can't accept your money either. So I was about to step on my pride and ask you to take me back."

"Devie, you don't need my permission, the room is yours, too."

She didn't answer but she kept looking at me. My eyes moved quickly on her face, trying to memorize everything I could, and when she let her arms fall on each sides of her, I could swear my heartbeats accelerated.

"So, is there anything else from me that you missed?"

I couldn't stop my lips from curling and I chuckled. I knew she was playing with me and I liked it, but I could tell that a small part of her really wanted to know. I couldn't believe all of this was happening and I was not even mad knowing that my best friends were probably listening to everything on the other side of the door. They could say whatever they wanted, and think whatever they wanted... they could even laugh at me if they wanted. I was thankful for what they did, if only to have been able to look at Devon some more from up close, even just for a few minutes.

"Kissing you."

"Kissing me?" she repeated, raising her eyebrows before chuckling. "Which time?"

"Which time?"

"Mmhm. The soft kiss you gave me in the dark, the rough kiss that you broke suddenly, or that literal make out session in the elevator?"

As she mentioned them, all the moments appeared in my head and I just opened my mouth but nothing came out. I tried to think of how I felt every time we kissed but my moods had been really different.

The first time, it was just how she had made me feel the whole evening. It was how pretty she looked in the moonlight, how cute her laugh had been, how endearing she had been the whole there we were stuck in the bathroom. It made me want to kiss her but she looked so shy, she fragile, I didn't want to break her with my awkwardness.

The second time, it was a mix of relief and jealousy after thinking she was going to have sex with an other guy and realizing it was not the case. It was impulsive, rough, and it had turned me on more than I thought it would. When she had sucked on my tongue, I thought I was going to burst, and if I hadn't stopped, It would have gone too far, I knew it.

That time in the elevator was not even my initiative. Still, it was lustful and passionate in the way only the first time making love with someone can be. I could feel she wanted it as bad as I did and it made the whole thing even more intense. I couldn't remember that last time I had wanted someone as much as they wanted me, or vice versa. I knew I wanted my ex girlfriend more than she wanted me, and with Mandy and other girls I had sex with, it was really just to reach a release. When Devon and I made out in the elevator, it was something we needed to breathe. Literally. And the fact that it was mixed with feelings made everything different. In the way she kissed me, I could have sworn she had feelings for me too. When we stopped, I was scared I'd never feel her lips against mine again, and bringing her face closer to leave gentle kisses on her lips was the only way I found to make sure we wouldn't go too far, but also to keep my heart thumping in my chest.

"All of them."

She didn't answer. Instead, she took the guitar from my hands and leaned back to put it gently on an other desk. I watched her the whole time and when she turned back again to look at me, I held my breath. She took a step closer again, moving between my legs and slowly, she put her hands on my thighs, sliding them slowly up. Her face was getting closer to mine and even if I could feel how nervous she was, she had also never looked so determined. Just when her lips were about to press on mine, I talked, regretting it immediately after.

"Last time I tried to kiss you, you stopped me." I murmured, feeling my lips brush against hers as they moved.

It took her a few seconds to answer but she stayed close to me. "I know." she whispered, licking her lips and making her tongue touch slightly my bottom lip. "I regretted it. I thought about it all night."

"Yea?"

"Mmhm." she replied, letting her lips curl a bit. "Just... one last time."

I didn't know what she meant by that but I didn't have time to ask. She pressed her lips against mine and without thinking, I parted my lips immediately to kiss her deeper. I felt tension leave my body like I had been waiting for that kiss in forever and finally getting it was a relief. She tasted exactly like I remembered but better and I felt her grip my thighs more when I slipped my tongue on her mouth. Without thinking, I pressed my thighs around her body and slipped my arms around her waist, pulling her as close to me as possible.

That was definitely not how I would have kissed her the other night, in front of her building, but it didn't matter. I would probably have tried an other type of kiss, one that didn't last as long, one that was more chaste, perhaps. The way we were kissing at that exact moment was still gentle but bold, and I literally crossed the fingers of both my hands on the small of her back to make sure they wouldn't wander where they shouldn't.

When she stopped, she remained close, her lips still pressed against mine, and I didn't want to open my eyes. Instead, I kissed her again, this time only pushing my lips slightly against hers a few times but slowly.

"Come back in our room, yea?"

Her hands traveled on my thighs again, but extremely slowly this time, and she finally took a step back, her eyes fluttering open as she tilted her head. I loved when she did that. I loved the way she looked at me.

"I'll think about it."

I sent her a small smile and nodded before she licked her lips again. I wondered if she could taste me on them but I didn't dare to ask. Once again, she talked and took me out of my thoughts.

"I still mean what I said the other day, you know?"

"That... you don't want me in your life?" I wondered with a frown.

We had just kissed and somehow, I felt like everything was ruined now.

"No, we can be friends." she explained with a shrug. "I do miss spending time with you too. But I don't want us to have sex, I don't want us to go on a date, or whatever it is that people do. I don't do love, Niall. And you don't either. So what would be the point?"

"The-the point?" I stuttered, getting up slowly. I didn't know how to argue with her because she was right, I knew it. We both didn't do love. The truth was, I had hoped I was the exception for her, the way I was realizing she was for me. It was true, I didn't do love. Except with her. Except for her. I was ready to re-think every conviction I had about love, pain, and relationships.

"Sex would just fuck us up, too. It could ruin the friendship we're building."

"Friends have sex..." I cursed at myself mentally for those stupid words coming out of my mouth and grimaced.

"Some friends do, but not us."

I just remained there, looking at her with a small frown, my lips parted, and I couldn't find anything to argue with her. If she didn't want us to have sex, we wouldn't. If she didn't want to try a romantic relationship with he, then we wouldn't. And if she never wanted me to kiss her again, I wouldn't. But nothing would quench that stupid fire inside of me. Nothing would stop my feelings for her from growing every fucking day. Nothing would change how much I wanted and needed her. And it hit me like a ton of bricks had fallen on my head : I was fucked. I didn't want to get hurt and I avoided love for months but I was in it deep now, and no matter what would happen, I would end up getting hurt.

And the worst was that I couldn't tell her. I couldn't just tell her how much I loved her and risk losing her, or making things awkward between us. I was not ready to risk it.

"Okay, Devie. As long as you come back in our room." I whispered, swallowing my pain. "We can be friends."

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I felt like a zombie going back to my room. Devon left with Lewis and Louis followed me until our building. He tried talking to me but I didn't really listen to what he had to say. It's only when I stood in front of my door without moving that he grabbed me and shook me a bit. I blinked a few times and cleared my throat, looking in my pockets for my key.

"Are you gonna talk now?" he asked as my eyes roamed on his face. It took me a few seconds to understand and he kept talking. "Did you tell her that you love her?"

"Uhm, no, she said she just wanted to be friends."

Louis' face turned into an annoyed one and he breathed in and out, closing his eyes. "I swear I'm gonna-" he stopped himself and let out a groan. "She's so annoying!"

"I've been telling you." I just replied with a shrug, opening my door and walking in my room.

I threw my keys but didn't close the door, knowing Louis was not done. I was not in the mood to talk but Louis was not the kind of guy you get rid of easily. It was better to listen to everything he had to say and wait until the storm was over.

"You know it's just fear right?"

"Tommo, Devon doesn't do love, and I don't either." I explained, taking my shirt off and working on my jeans. "It's nothing new."

"Now you're annoying too." he added, rolling his eyes. "I swear you two are so stupid. You know this could already be over, right? If day one you had asked her on a date instead to be an asshole to her? She would have said yes and now you two would be openly madly in love, instead to be madly in love with each other in secret."

"Yea well that's not your business now is it."

"Oh it is! It is when both of you complain to me! When both of you talk about each other every fucking day! To me! You both made it my business."

"Good thing is, she may move back here, in the room." I ignored his rant and shrugged again, pulling on the blankets on my bed to lay down.

"Why didn't you just tell her how you feel?" he whined, letting his head fall back on his shoulders.

"I did, I told her how much I missed her." I argued without enthusiasm, pulling the covers over me. "It's not bad, considering how much I suck at expressing my feelings."

"Neil, do something. Anything, I don't care, but do it." Louis sighed, moving his arms up in defeat. "Write it on a plane, scream it from the roof of the music department, write her a song, anything, I don't care. But do it. Now. Yesterday."

He raised his eyebrows at me, staring in my eyes for a few seconds and finally sighed loud and shook his head, turning around and leaving. The door closed roughly behind him and I put my hands under my head, staring at the painting on the wall. The lights from outside gleamed on the wall like the spotlights on a scene with her art right in the middle and I sighed. I already wrote a bunch of songs about how I felt when she was around, some good, some painful, but I couldn't sing them to her. For the first time in my life, it scared me like hell to sing in public, even if it was just in front of her. I was scared to be rejected, scared to hurt more than I already was, scared to lose her. And I had no idea how to get rid of that fear. It was deep, like carved in my bones, and I hated it.

I closed my eyes and turned around in bed, searching for slumber but after a minute or two, I heard my phone. I groaned low, hoping it was not Louis, but decided to check anyway, if only to turn the sound off. When I saw her name appear on the screen, I held my breath and passed my free hand in my hair, messing it a bit.

‘I miss you too, Niall.’

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narukoibito · 3 years

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Romione for the ship ask? ❤️ Ooh and if you want to talk about it, I'm really curious about your thoughts on Drinny, esp since you read it mostly for more Ginny content

Romione

I ship it! I’ve known these two were going to get together since book two when Ron simply couldn’t contain himself whenever Hermione was insulted or injured.

Hermione: *attacked by a Basilisk*

Harry: ):

Ron: DDDDDDDDDDDD: *inconsolable*

They provide great balance for once another. Ron is playful, funny, and bonds easily with others; Hermione is intelligent, earnest, and is ride or die with the few strong friendships she has. They help each other grow, and they take care of each other in ways they go beyond their friendship and relationships with others. Did they do some stupid things as teens? Yeah, but didn’t we all?

But while I ship it, I don’t read any fanfiction about focuses on them, and that’s probably because:

1) I really come to fanfiction for Harry/Ginny or has a Ginny focus

2) Since the movies, I haven’t really been able to shake some strong anti-movie!Hermione feelings that have tainted my love for Hermione

3) They had a great storyline in the books. I’m satisfied and don’t feel the need to read more.

Drinny

Ahhhhh, Drinny... When I read it when I was younger because I liked the typical romantic enemies-to-lovers trope and because I could even read Harry/Hermione or any ship because none of canon was defined yet.

I primarily turn to Drinny now when I run out of Harry/Ginny stories that are doing it for me. It’s like a bit of “I have been having my favorite food every day; let me change it up so I can enjoy something different (but that reminds me why my favorite food is my favorite).

There are things that Draco and Ginny share in common that can, in my mind, be something interesting for a relationship. That line from Draco in Cursed Child (that I still haven’t read or seen) about how both of them understand being lonely makes me think of how Hogwarts wasn’t a place of love and friendship for either of them at the start. I can also see Draco’s resentment and jealousy of Harry have interesting twists with seeing a young, crushing, obsessed Ginny. Harry evoked strong feelings in both of them (no I don’t ship Drarry so not romantically in my mind for Draco). I dunno, I can see some bits of things that spark my shipper interest.

But there are a ton of reasons this ship doesn’t jive with my perception of either Ginny or Draco today. It’s hard to find a story that really convinces me why these two really got together and should stay together to satisfy me. Most Drinny I’ve encountered has them be very OOC. For them to be in-character for me, Draco needs to be a prat; he needs to be vicious and elitist towards her family – he doesn’t just fall in love with Ginny for no reason. He needs to do a lot of growing up and changing for it to work, and...yeah, the more I write about it, it’s an uphill battle. There are about two Drinny stories that come to mind that made it work for me, but even those I had to suspend some of my disbelief. That’s probably why I don’t actually ship them, but now and again like to dabble.

Plus, enemies-to-lovers trope can move into the territory of toxic relationships, and that is a no-go for me. I get the appeal, the sexual tension, the dialogue can be really hilarious, but...yeah, give me a healthy, loving relationship any day.

#ask me about a ship #could-have-beens #oh god #it's early in the morning #and i'm rambling #hope these make sense #:)#romione #drinny

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chosenimagines · 3 years

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You and me?! (Gryffinclaw)

Universe: Harry Potter

Summary: Tobias and Anabella can’t stand each other! But a fight on the Quidditch field gets them into a difficult situation

Used Prompts: -

Warnings: Enemies to Lover, soft swearing, mentioning of fights and wounds

Language: English

Request: yes/no (by Anon) could i make a request for an enemies to lovers gryffindor x ravenclaw short story if u have time? thanks in advance! <3

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A/N: This one shot/imagine can be found as well on my wattpad^^

My requests are open on wattpad and tumblr^^

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The bass filled the Great Hall like it had never been before. The school year was finally over and to the students’ delight the end of the year was brought forward. But how it had come to this was a different story. Now Hogwarts celebrated! The party showed the relief of the student body. The classes were over and the O.W.Ls as well! The only thing which was left was the last Quidditch game of the year. But this was only the grand final for the school year! The year couldn’t end any better. Only Toby who wanted to go back to his room had no luck at the party!

Linda was close on his heels and didn’t let go of him. He could do what he wanted to it didn’t work! No matter if he was nice or he was mean to her Toby couldn’t make clear for her that he was not interested in her. Especially not in a romantic point of view! He would rather with Ana- Quick he discarded that thought. It was as silly as Linda’s flirt attempts! Worse was that she didn’t care about the rejection he gave her. She ignored it the facts which Toby told her over and over again. Linda made approaches to Toby even though it was the last thing Toby wanted in the entire world. Okay, it was time for plan B! That would make clear for Linda that he didn’t want her no matter how hard and insensitive that may seem. A glare into the crowd and the idea for a plan B was born! Admittedly Toby needed he worst (and only) enemy but for his peace he had to bite the bullet. “That means nothing, Whitlock!”, Toby warned her when turned the Ravenclawgirl he hated towards himself. Before Anabella could react, Toby had pressed his lips onto Anabella’s mouth. The despair which led to this action was testable on the tip of her tongue while she stood infront of him dead still. She was way too shocked to move. What was that stupid Gryffindor doing?! “You have a girlfriend? Toby, who could you not tell me that you have a girlfriend?”, Linda who was behind Toby squealed. But he stepped up his game! He put his hands on Anabella’s waist and pressed her against himself the moment he intensified the kiss. Toby noticed the annoyed sigh from Linda and how the Gryffindorgirl left. Relieved from the moment Toby broke away from Anabella. He finally got rid of Linda! In the next moment Toby’s face flicked to the side. A burning pain prickled on his left cheek. As if it was a reflex, he put his hand on his cheek. He had not expected a different reaction! How could it be different when they rivaled with each other to the death for six years now. Anabella raised a warning finger. “Do not ever touch me again without my consent, Samson or I will chase you with an unforgivable curse before you could say ‘Sorry’!” After the threat she left fast.

“The last game of the year! Gryffindor against Ravenclaw. Ravenclaw against Gryffindor. And we have a tie! Even though the stunning-” A cough led to a crackling sound. Professor McGonagall probably cocked her ear -as always as Lee Jordan commented the games. Poor commentator! “I’m sorry, Professor!”, Lee mumbled sheepishly. But everybody -including the experienced teacher- knew it was always half the truth. “But back to the game! Things are getting lively on the field. The suspense is excruciating! Even the fans can’t stay on their seats anymore. But the tension on our beloved Quidditch was worse than on the stands. Especially the tension between Gryffindor’s 6 and Ravenclaw’s 3 was tangible! But we don’t know it differently, guys. Whitlock and Samson fight day and night just as today! But Whitlock is out to get her opponent more than usual- Au! That hit home, Toby. But our chaser isn’t easy to bring down with a buldger. Wait a minute! WAIT- PROFESSOR! Professor, that isn’t about to end week!” Lee was about to be right! Toby and Anabella had completely lost the game out of sight! Instead of focusing on the game they fought up in the air on their brooms. Cuts, bruises, scratches… Their faces and torsos were cluttered with wounds and blood which didn’t keep the 6th graders from fighting each other. Before a teacher could interfere, Anabella lost her balance and fell into the deep. Only a few meters parted her from hitting the ground. But it didn’t happen! Without thinking Tobias followed the falling girl and saved her from death by catching her. He could feel her body which was shaking out of death fear against his chest. But now she was safe! Through the shock Anabella managed to say a word. “Why?” Of course Toby understood instantly what Anabella wanted to know. “I don’t like you but that doesn’t mean that I’ll watch you fall into death.”

“In 38 years at this school I have never seen something this irresponsible! You will have detention during the holidays and your parents will be informed about this outrageous incident. Beside that Professor Flitwick and I are thinking about taking you two out of your teams until you graduated. Do you understand me?” With tilted heads the still wounded students answered: “Yes, Professor…” The teacher nodded and left the hospital wing along with her colleague. As if Minerva McGonagall’s lecture hadn’t been enough more raged scolding flew through the window. Problems over problems! The flow of them didn’t want to stop… They suffer in silence with pulled up shoulders, teeth-gnashing and almost closed eyelids while listening to the howler. But Toby was faster through the torture than Anabella. Anabella suffered longer! The voice of her mother filled the hospital wing. “NOT ONLY, THAT YOU HAVE BRING SHAME ON OUR FAMILY’S NAME WITH THAT DISGUSTING ROWDY-BEHAVIOUR OF YOURS WHICH I CAN’T STRESS ENOUGH! YOU HAVE BEEN SIX YEARS ON THAT SCHOOL AND YOU ARE HARDLY ABLE TO FIND A WIZARD THAT CAN STAND YOUR COMPANY. YOU NEED A MAN BY YOUR SIDE, ANABELLA! YOU NEED A STRONG MAN WITH MANARES ON YOUR SIDE LIKE ALL WHITLOCK-WOMEN BEFORE YOU. IF YOU DON’T GET A MAN WITHIN THE NEXT YEAR YOUR FATHER AND I WILL TAKE OVER THIS TASK FOR YOU!” After these harsh words the message destroyed itself. Tears filled the eyes of the Ravenclaw. But not one rolled over her cheeks. She would not cry infront of Samson. She would never be weak infront of Tobias Samson! Never. In the same seconde the same thought crossed the mind of the students. He/She has the same fate as I do… Immediately they forget about that. To be similar to each other in any way would be horror for both of them! After all there was nobody to them that was more disgusting than the other one. But the hate got less (on both sides) since the situation on the Quidditch field. Then Toby had an idea! Anabella’s mother gave him the idea. They both were born in a good house… It was so silly that it was genius and for both of them it was practical. “Hey Whitlock-” “Bloody hell, Samson! What do you want?”, Anabella hissed. No weakness, no weakness, no weakness, no weakness… It went through her mind again and again as if her life would depend on her mantra. Her life not, but her dignity. To show any weakness to Tobias had never been an option! “You and me have the same problem, Whitlock! So calm down. I know a solution.” Silent Anabella waited for the explanation. She crossed her hurting arms. “Your parents want to force you into a marriage if you don’t find the right guy and mine want to do the same thing. And I have Linda’s on my heels-” “State your point, Samson!”, Anabella interrupted the Gryffindor impatiently. She had no nerves to listen to long talks! Why did he talk so much? “Calm down, Whitlock! There are advantages for you as well. I suggest that you and I have a relationship. Fake of course! And we get rid of all of our problems.” The Ravenclawgirl laughed out loud. The thought was just stupid! “You and I? You are crazy!” “Don’t let it get to your head! I am not into you but the status of your family is exactly what my parents want for me and I am convinced your parents think the same way. Besides I am the perfect son in law!” “Don’t over work it, Gryffindor.”, Anabella answered dryly. “So what do you say! You and I and a fake relationship? Just until the next year ends.” Toby stopped for a moment. “Or until I found a girl I want to have a real relationship with. Until then we both don’t have to get married!” An annoyed sigh and an eyeroll were the comment to the previous words. “So what do you say, Whitlock?” “Deal! I am in.” Anabella took his hand and the deal has been sealed.

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