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woso-dreamzzz · 1 year ago

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Injured VII

Alexia Putellas x Child!Reader

Jenni Hermoso x Child!Reader

Summary: Alexia tries to get her act together

For as long as she will ever live, Alexia will never forget her mother's face that day at Alba's door.

She will never forget the genuine horror on her mother's face even as she took control of the situation. She will never forget that night when Alba slammed her against the wall after the final of the Copa de la Reina. She will never forget the way you hid behind Jenni's legs after your ballet lesson.

It's all she thinks about even as she sits in the rocking chair with a sleeping Jaume in her arms.

"Ale?" Olga says sleepily," It's three in the morning. Come back to bed."

Alexia doesn't want to. She doesn't want to let Jaume go but she doesn't want to look at him either.

He was so perfect. His birth had been quick and easy unlike yours. Alexia had felt an instant connection to him, unlike when she suffered a bought of post-partum depression with you. He was so soft and so perfect and yet...

Alexia couldn't believe that she has pushed you away in favour of him.

She had a beautiful son and daughter. Two children, not one.

She thought having a sibling would be the best thing for you. She wanted to build a family with Olga. She never considered that she hadn't actually included you in that family.

"Alexia," Olga says, a bit more awake now," Come on. He's due for a feed soon. I'd like some sleep before that."

Mechanically, Alexia places her son back in his crib, wiping away some of the drool on his face as she allows Olga to lead her back to bed.

A sense of numbness follows her now and it's clear to everyone.

Word has spread amongst the team now about what has happened. They know the bare minimum, only that Alba took Bambi and that Jenni has dropped everything to fly across the world for you.

No one knows why, officially. It's clear that Mapi and Ingrid have informed a few team members. Paredes, in particular, cannot look Alexia in the eye anymore and some of the younger players are wary seeing that.

Her life is falling apart. She had no idea you were the linchpin holding it all together.

Olga lays next to her, head pillowed on Alexia's chest.

"You're so tense," She says," Relax. Everything's going to be fine."

Alexia scoffs. "Is it?"

Her question hangs in the air for several minutes. Neither of them speak. Neither of them move.

"Yes," Olga says eventually," You need to stay positive, Alexia. If not for yourself then for your daughter-"

"Your daughter?" Alexia echoes Olga's words perfectly," My daughter? Is she not ours?"

The silence is telling and Olga rolls over and away.

"Is she? Jaume is ours. y/n is yours."

Alexia sits up in bed, reaching over to flick a lamp on. This wasn't a conversation she could have in the dark.

"We have a son together. We're going to get married. In what world is Bambi just mine?!"

"In every world!" Olga sits up too. "She has always been yours, Alexia! I am just the woman her Mami is marrying! Nothing more, nothing less!"

"How can you say that?! We're making a family together! Bambi is included in that family!"

"Of course she is but when have I ever taken that role in her life?! You took her to football! You take her to ballet!"

"She stays home with you all day!" Alexia bites back, standing now until they're both yelling at each other over the bed. "You make her lunch! You keep her occupied!"

"And you do her baths and her bedtime routine! You do her morning routine too! God, Alexia, I am essentially her glorified babysitter! You have never once let me take over those things!"

"You didn't ask?! Olga, if you wanted to do that stuff just ask me!"

"And be rejected? No! You've never given any indication that I was even allowed to try!"

"Because I thought you didn't want to! Bambi has always been mine! Forgive me for not knowing how much to put on your plate. I was trying to make this transition easy!"

"An easy transition?! Alexia, I was pregnant! I was already thrown in the deep end! Adding a self-sufficient kid wouldn't have been much worse!"

They're both screaming at each other now and Jaume clearly hears the noise because he cries from down the hall.

Alexia takes a deep breath, eyes shutting briefly as she counts to ten to calm herself.

Olga goes to get Jaume, moving out the door.

"If we're going to get Bambi back," Alexia calls after her," Then we have to both want her!"

The forms about your ballet class lay on the kitchen table when Alexia gets up the next day. Things were frosty last night when Olga came back to bed with Jaume but they seemed to be looking up when Olga said that they would have a mature conversation about the Bambi situation when Alexia got home.

Alexia picks it up as she eats her breakfast, skimming through it. It's for an extra class on Thursday nights (five until seven) on top of your usual ones. Apparently, it's for those little kids that have real potential. As in, the potential to be great.

Alexia had been one of those kids but for football instead of ballet. She had excelled. She was one of the greatest in the world now all because her father saw the potential in her and signed her up for a team.

She had tried to do the same with you. She took you to the under-fives Barcelona team but it hadn't turned out how she want it to. The other children had left you in the dust. Alexia had hoped that it would be a one time thing, that the first session was a fluke.

You were already so different to her and even back then, she knew that when Jaume arrived things would be different.

She'd tried to get you into football so you would have something to bond over together, at least until Jaume was big enough to play with you.

But it wasn't meant to be and her Mama had insisted in signing you up for something else.

Originally, Alexia had planned on it being another team sport, desperate to have something at least similar to football that she could cling to.

Instead, her Mama had reminded her of last Christmas when the family went to go see the Nutcracker and how enamoured you had been.

Ale's Mama had pushed and pushed for ballet and Alexia was glad that she had.

The forms sat signed on the kitchen table as Alexia washed up her bowl and dialled a number on her phone.

"Hola, Mama," She says," It's about Bambi..."

It's after training that Alexia goes to see her Mama and sister. They meet up at Eli's house and all crowd around the kitchen table.

Jenni is there too and when Alexia asks who is looking after you, she's told that Mapi and Ingrid have taken you for ice cream.

"I don't like this," Alba mutters from where she's leaning against the wall. She's the only one not sat, arms crossed over her chest. "How do we know that she's not going to take Bambi home and neglect her again, huh?"

It's the hardest words Alexia has ever had to say but she pushes them out of her mouth. "I don't want you to give me Bambi back, not now at least."

"What do you mean, Alexia?" Her Mama asks.

"I...I have a lot of making up to do," Alexia admits," I broke her trust and that is not an easy thing to get back. If I want Bambi to come home then she has to want it to. I don't want her to be unhappy again."

"What are you saying?"

"Let me visit her, please. Let me earn back her trust, please."

Everyone knows Eli is in charge here. She is the head of the family and everyone defers to her on big decisions like this. This is a family matter. This is about her granddaughter's happiness and her daughter's peace of mind.

"Bambi is very fragile right now," Eli says quietly but the house is so silent everyone can hear her clearly," This is a serious matter, Alexia and if it was anyone else's daughter, child services will have already been called."

Alexia looks down at the table, the same table she would be scolded at when she was young.

"Your father would be ashamed of you." Eli's words are hard and biting and it's exactly what Alexia wants, even if it causes a sharp pain in her chest. "This is not how we raised you. That little girl is so beloved by everyone and what you have done...I love you, Ale, but it is unacceptable."

"I know, Mama. Please, let me make this right."

"Bambi coming home is her choice. It is not a when...it is an if. If I decide that you are doing more harm than good then there will be other actions we can take."

She looks at Jenni, who up until this point has been silent and Alexia's eyes dart to her too.

"Mama, what are you talking about?"

"Eli," Jenni says," She is trying. We don't need to-"

"Jenni still has adoption papers," Alba says from her corner of the room," All they're missing is your signature. Mama is saying that if this cannot be resolved and Bambi doesn't want to come home..."

She lets the idea hang in the air. She doesn't need to say it out loud. They all know what she means.

"It won't get that far," Jenni says, looking at Alexia for the first time since all of this became real," Bambi loves you."

Alexia pushes through the lump in her throat and the tears pricking in her eyes. "If I cannot make this better then she will have the best chance with you."

Jenni looks away first. "She has ballet on Saturday until one. We can do a visit then."

"Thank you."

Olga is sitting with Jaume when Alexia gets home. It's an almost perfect image. All it's missing is you at Olga's feet, playing with your trains.

She can imagine it, your trainsets spread all over the floor and your ballet bag left abandoned on a chair. You will smile when you see her and Alexia will litter your face with kisses before doing the same to Olga and Jaume.

It will be perfect, Alexia promises herself.

"Hey, little man," She coos to her son, hefting him up into her arms and pressing a kiss to his forehead.

Jaume giggles at the affection, lips smacking together as his hand whips out to grab at Alexia's nose curiously. He's been a little fussy recently and extremely sensitive to changes in light but he seems a little happier now.

"That's my nose," Alexia says. She wiggles it. "Is it really funny? Huh? Is my nose funny?"

"Jaume seems to think so." Olga rises from the sofa and pecks Alexia's lips. "How was your mother?"

"Helpful."

"And Alba?"

"She was...Alba."

"And Jenni?"

"How did you-?"

"I am not blind or deaf, Ale. Your team gossips. Jenni has comes back to Spain for y/n."

"Amor-"

"I'm not threatened," Olga laughs," You broke up for a reason but even I know that a meeting of y/n would involve her. How was it? What did they say?"

Alexia manages a smile. "I can see her on Saturday, after ballet. There's a place where you can paint pottery nearby. I think I'll take her there."

"That's nice," Olga says.

"I..." Alexia's been floating in a happy bubble ever since she started to drive home. She doesn't want to ruin it but she has to know. "Did you have a think about what we talked about?"

Olga sighs. "I love Jaume," She says after several beats of quiet," Because he is mine, yes, but mostly because he is yours as well. And I love you so much."

Alexia doesn't like where this is going. "And Bambi?"

"I'm sorry, Ale, but I do not love y/n but...I think I could learn to because she is so much like you and I love you. I do not know y/n like I know you and Jaume. I want to though. I want her home with us so I can love her like I love Jaume. I am sorry if it is not what you want to hear but it is my truth and I hope that is enough."

Tears fall down Alexia's cheeks.

"It's enough. It's enough, amor."

Alexia spends all week waiting for Saturday. There are matches to prepare for and media commitments to do but you're all she can think about.

She wonders if she should bring you a new train to mark the occasion but the model train store has finally shut down and Alexia cannot get one for you in time.

Next time though, she promises herself that she'll got you a new train for your collection. Her palms are sweaty and she's nervous when she spots you and Jenni walking down the street hand-in-hand.

You're still in your ballet clothes but you've got one of Jennie's jackets on and it's dragging on the ground behind you because it's too big. Your hair is still done up in a bun and a few wisps fall down to frame your face.

"Bambi," Alexia says, suddenly breathless when you look up at her.

"Hola, Mami," You reply, ducking a little bit behind Jenni as you greet her.

"Your Mami and you are going to paint some pottery," Jenni says," And I'll be right here to pick you up when you're done."

"You won't be late?"

"Of course I won't be! You're my most favourite little girl in the whole wide world! I'd never be late to pick you up!"

You smile and giggle when Jenni peppers kisses all over your face before gently moving you towards Alexia.

"Hola, Mami," You say again.

Alexia smiles and takes your hand. "Hola, Bambi."

You look very nervous and your hand is unusually warm in Alexia's, though she puts that down to you coming straight from ballet.

There's a big wall where you can choose what to make. Alexia gets a mug and, unsurprisingly, you want the train. It's at the very top of the shelf and you can't reach and you don't want Mami to get upset at you for asking when you could easily get something that's closer to your height.

But Alexia notices.

She's making sure to pay a lot of attention to you now. To the way that your ballet pumps are wearing a bit at the soles and the way you play with the sleeves of Jenni's jacket.

"Do you want the train, Bambi?" She asks," Do you want me to pick you up so you can grab it? Can I touch you?"

You nervously nod and Alexia pretends to not notice the way that you don't breath until you're safely back on the ground.

The little shop is quaint and fairly quiet and Alexia lets you choose the table at the very back.

Very gently, she telegraphs her every move to you as she rolls up the sleeves of Jenni's jacket so you don't get paint on it.

You're both quiet as you paint.

Your little tongue is stuck out in concentration as you dip your paintbrush into the paint and move it to cover your train.

"You moved up in ballet," Alexia says eventually," How was that?"

"Was good," Is the response from your tiny voice," It is harder now but still fun." You blink a few times as the overhead light buzzes and you scratch at you neck. It's been a little itchy since you last saw Mami and you don't like.

You haven't told anyone because you're scared they're going to get angry at you. You're a big girl now. Big girl don't complain about something as silly as itchy skin.

"I'm very proud of you," Alexia says," And I'm glad that you're enjoying ballet so much."

Your watery little smile back makes Alexia nearly cry herself. "Really, Mami?"

"Of course. I am so proud of my Bambi. You make me proud everyday."

"Are you sure, Mami?"

"Yes. I am very proud of you."

You sniffle a little and duck your head back down to continue painting. It hurts to move your head though. It's all stiff and tight so you have to hold it at an odd angle so you don't cry - though you're not sure if it's because of the pain or the fact that Mami is acting like this is the Before.

The Mami from the Before never got angry when you asked silly questions. The Mama from the Now got angry at you once when you asked a silly questions when Jaume was crying.

You hope that this Mami won't be mad because you ask a silly question.

"Mami," You ask softly, the memory plaguing you ever since your Jenni returned to you," Jenni says she wanted me when I was little. Did you want me?"

Whatever bubble Alexia was in before pops and it's like icy cold water has been dumped on her.

"What do you mean, Bambi?"

"You and Miss Olga wanted Jaume," You say," And my Jenni says she wanted me. Did you want me too?"

"Bambi..." Alexia doesn't want to think about those first few months of having you. The post-partum depression had hit hard and Alexia could do little but deal with yours and hers basic needs.

She had loved you and resented you all at the same time and the guilt had weighed on her for months.

"I always want you."

You shake your head before wincing and returning your head back to its awkward resting position. "But did you want me then? When I was little like Baby Jaume and when I was in your belly?"

Alexia moves from her chair to kneel in front of you. Her hand comes up to cradle you. Either her hands are big or your face is tiny because they cover your entire cheek.

"I love you," Alexia says," You're my Bambi and I've always loved you."

"But did you want me?"

"Bambi..."

"Mami...Mami, I..."

Alexia doesn't want to lie but she also doesn't want to tell you either. There were moments, that first week she found out she was pregnant when she didn't want you. She hadn't been overjoyed at the prospective of you. She hadn't wanted her career to be derailed by something as silly as a child.

She doesn't want to tell you the truth because she knows that it will be damaging to you. You're not old enough to be told things like this. You're not mature enough to be told this kind of information and not have it linger and fester within you for years.

But Alexia's always valued honesty. She doesn't like lying but she had lied to you all your life. She doesn't want to lie again now even if it's about something like this. Adults cannot fault other adults for telling their truth but you are neither an adult nor can you understand what this means for you.

"I want you now," Alexia says instead," I want you when I go to bed every night. I want you when I wake up every morning. I want you when I score a goal and when I win trophies. I want you, Bambi."

You sniffle and scratch more insistently at your skin, your wrists this time.

"I miss you sometimes, Mami," You say," But coming back to your house is scary."

"Thank you for being honest, Bambi. You don't have to come home if you don't want to." Alexia forces down tears. "When I next see you, we should go and see Abuela and we'll explain things to you, okay?"

"Okay, Mami."

"Is your train done?"

Your train actually is done so Mami gives it and her mug to the lady who works there to finish off and you both walk outside.

"They should be done in a few days," Mami tells you," And then when I next see you, I'll give you your new train."

"Okay, Mami." Her hand is in yours and you think that is enough for today, pulling your hand away as Jenni turns the corner and lets you run to her.

"Hey," She laughs, swinging you up into her arms," How did it go? Was it fun?"

You don't answer, burying your face into Jenni's neck.

"I..." Alexia says," I think next time when should go to my Mama's...Conversations are...difficult sometimes."

Jenni nods. "I see," She says," Next week, maybe?"

The words are complete autopilot. Alexia hates what she's said the moment they're out of her mouth but they're completely out of habit and she doesn't even think before she speaks.

"We'll see," She says," I'll have to check my schedule." She clamps her mouth shut the moment she says them. "I mean- No, I meant-"

You look resigned, like you are so used to this that it barely effects you but Jenni looks furious. She hefts you up higher in her arms.

"Say goodbye to your Mami, Bambi."

"Bye, Mami."

"Hey...Wait, no, Jenni. I didn't mean-"

"Bambi needs to have a nap," Jenni says," She takes one right after ballet. We changed her schedule for painting today. I should get her home."

Alexia wilts, slouching her shoulders and curling in on herself. "Adios, Bambi. I love you!"

Jenni is already walking around and you don't offer your own I love you in return.

Jenni's steady steps feel nice as she walks you back to Tia Alba's. Your itchiness increases and you scratch more harshly at your neck.

"Ma-Jenni?"

"Yes, Bambi?"

"Can we have cuddles tonight?"

"Of course we can. I love cuddles with my favourite little girl. Are we having them on the sofa after bathtime or in bed together?"

Before Ma-Jenni came home, you slept with your Tia Alba. Now you sleep in the same bed as Ma-Jenni. She's big and strong and she holds you just right. She doesn't let you go the whole night. You go to sleep in her arms and you wake up in her arms.

"Bed cuddles please."

"I love bed cuddles."

You grin. "I love bed cuddles too!"

You scratch at your neck again and Jenni gently pulls your hand away. She frowns, swiping at your skin with her thumb a few times.

"You've got a bit of a rash there, Bambi," She says," We'll have to keep an eye on that."

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hwnglx · 6 months ago

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dating bts - q&a

personality qualities they like, what is love to them, mtl easy to date as a “regular” person, is jin unpopular or just shy, jin's favorite type of dates, taehyung's relationship with jennie, jimin's jealousy, new pet for jk and his fs? etc.

based on tarot. i do not know these idols personally. energies are always changing. what i say is NOT straight fact. pls take it with a grain of salt!

all members

❥ what kind of qualities (personality) does bts like?

seokjin: a person with a lot of depth. the type of people who get more interesting and intriguing the better you get to know them, and the more layers you peel back. i also got the card of the lovers, which is ruled by gemini -> someone smart he can enjoy mentally stimulating conversations with; especially the ones that have the potential to open your eyes to some things you didn't consider before. i can see him liking to bond with people in an intellectual manner. jin likes people whose minds and hearts align with his (i keep hearing “마음 통해” which basically translates to that) openminded and sweethearted people, who make him feel understood and loved for everything that he comes with, including his quirks and insecurities. he likes people who display sources of affection and support to the people around them, and bring this sense of harmony to situations that seem chaotic on the outside. boiling down to the libra archetype; someone who's charming, kind, loving and balanced. air signs, you have this man's heart.

yoongi: direct, straightfoward and assertive people, who aren't afraid to courageously speak their mind. an individualistic and self-aware person who doesn't put much importance into fitting in, or blending in with the crowd, and goes after their own personal objectives without really caring about what others think. someone who knows what they want and need in life, and doesn't shy away from taking the necessary action. at the same time, he likes chill and laidback people who don't engage in unnecessary and childish drama. someone who doesn't just speak empty words or creates conflicts out of thin air, but has good tact and appropriate sense of timing. strategic, smart and quick-witted people you can hold interesting conversations with.

hobi: mature and future-oriented. someone who doesn't dwell on the past and tries to always keep an optimistic attitude and outlook on life. people who aren't afraid to dream high, have their personal goals for life. someone who not actively strives for happiness and contentment within themselves, but also spreads the joy to the people around them. rather than people who are extremely uptight, intense, stern and take life too seriously; hobi likes sweet people who always try to see the positive in things. people who know how to appreciate what they have, and can find happiness in the little things. he likes a person he can enjoy the simple blessings of life with.

namjoon: someone who knows how to count and appreciate their blessings in life, while also not being afraid or running away from the inevitable negativity it can come with. openly celebrates the upsides, doesn't reject the downsides. someone with a realistic and grounded attitude and approach towards life. well-rounded, multi-faceted, upright and mature. honest and well-spoken. knows how to get to the core of things -> doesn't shy away from talking about deeper and more vulnerable topics, but does it in a gentle and careful manner. intelligence. emotionally, as well as intellectually. someone wise who can match him in terms of his philosophical vein, and has a good understanding of life. i got the card of the empress (lying in the middle of the three of swords and three of cups), which represents a beautiful mother figure, who's not not only the nurturer of the deck, but also known to multitask in an effortless manner.

taehyung: friendly people who are capable of emotionally profound and meaningful connections to others. someone pleasant, with a calm presence, who makes you feel comfortable. he also likes it when a person is stable, reliable, keeps their promises and has a strong sense of responsibility; the type of person who has developed a good balance between keeping both their work and personal life in check. wouldn't sacrifice one for the other. in addition, he likes people who are wise, intelligent, knowledgable with a sense of complexity to their personality. someone sensible who knows about the importance of keeping your cards close to your chest, and knows how to keep a secret. rather than people who just go around like an open book, sharing their business with everyone, he likes it when someone carries themselves with poise, and an enchanting type of mystery.

jimin: someone emotionally intelligent and in tune with their feelings, who approaches others with a genuine sense of compassion and understanding. people who know what it's like to struggle in life. i can see jimin feeling drawn towards people who've lived through certain difficulties themselves, and are therefore capable of bringing a different type of empathy to the table. non-judgemental and kind people who make you feel understood and accepted for who you are at your core, regardless of your downfalls and faults, or superficial flaws others might deem as unattractive. (nearly everytime i read for him, i get the feeling he's a little worried about being judged for his imperfections..) he likes it when someone has an inspiring and uplifting effect on others, and is capable of pulling the good out of every situation, no matter how awful it might seem. a bright-spirited person, who is able to find the light in the darkest of tunnels.

jungkook: someone bold, with a strong and powerful presence. a disciplined person who knows exactly what they want and has a clear direction in life. he likes it when people are sure of themselves, and not only aware of their objectives and ambitions in life, but also not afraid to take action, and do whatever it takes to reach their goals -> independent people who courageously put in relentless effort into their endeavours without batting an eye. he likes people whose energies light up a room. in addition, i can see jk feeling intrigued by people who are different to him, in language, culture, lifestyle, etc. or let's say someone has this specific hobby they're very good at and invested in, he'd feel inspired by that; especially if he himself believes he isn't good at it. lastly, he likes it when people aren't shy to be straightforward in their expression, and outspoken. he definitely enjoys mental challenges and playful bickering, and can feel drawn to people who aren't afraid to poke and provoke him sometimes.

❥ what is love to bts?

jimin didn't seem very comfortable with this question, so i excluded him

seokjin: to jin, love is something that flows. it comes to you naturally and progressively, and makes you want to share the valuable times you usually spent on your own, with another person. it makes you want to put your own selfish needs and desires aside, and willingly compromise with your partner; simply because you care about them, and genuinely love them. love isn't overly complicated to jin, it can be if you want to look at it that way; however, he prefers seeing it as something that makes life fun and exciting again, as opposed to displaying a source of pressure and weight. more than anything, he wants to just enjoy the sole feeling of being in love. he doesn't enjoy the thought of feeling attached or tied to someone in a suffocating manner but instead, sees coming together with his lover, as something that can first and foremost bring you pure joy and happiness. he wants to foster an atmosphere of natural understanding, consideration, and harmony. he believes love is about giving and receiving in an equal exchange, rather than strong power dynamics, and wants his lovers to feel heard out, listened to and cared about. he wants them to feel like their opinion matters, not any more than his, but also not any less.

yoongi: to yoongi, love is something that can require you to get out of your comfort zone. it might be a matter he doesn't exactly feel like his most comfortable or real self in, as he can often primarily see the limitations the heaviness of the word can come with. or shall i say, the weight society naturally ties to that word, as opposed to what it truly is in his eyes. he might not be the type to say “i love you” to many people, but instead, displays his love and affection by remaining consistent and persistent in his interest towards knowing, and understanding all of the facets of the person he's with. rather than taking it too deep, yoongi likes having relationships that can reflect positively in each other's independent lives. meaning, he believes that love can have a significant impact on the way you carry yourself, view the world, in retrospect treat the people around you. he believes when you love someone, you will want to have those impactful and significant conversations, that spark important mental breakthroughs in each other, and naturally bring you a refreshing sense of power within yourself. he believes love is when people make each other feel understood, supported, empowered, strong and encouraged.

hobi: (not him showing me an entire lovestory i will cry) to hobi, love is something pure that bares your soul. it's something where, you aren't afraid to allow your walls to come down and make yourself vulnerable to someone. i heard “home”. he believes that love should make you feel comfortable, and safe. it makes you want to open yourself up to a person in all your entirety, and feel accepted and loved for everything that you come with. in his eyes, if you love someone, you will love them unconditionally; with all their faults, downfalls, flaws and blemishes. but you will also be a strong source of support, and help the person with improving themselves as much as they can. hobi sees love as something that makes you care about someone in a profound manner, it awakens your desire to look after someone, and asks you to put the entirety of your heart, soul and effort into it. he believes that love consists of making the most beautiful memories together and treasuring them for a lifetime. he also sees marriage as a significant factor, which should come to you as a natural desire, once you realize the person you're with is the one you wanna be with for a lifetime.

namjoon: to namjoon, love is an uniquely universal feeling that connects people all over the world in a way like nothing else can. he sees love as something that requires straightforwardness, honesty and effective communication. in his eyes, in order to know whether it's love or not; you have to observe whether the both of you feel comfortable about speaking and showcasing yourself and all your facets truthfully, and feel understood for what your most authentic self consists of. he wishes for love to be an equal exchange of give and take, ying and yang; a balanced union where the two of you not only complement and complete each other perfectly, but naturally support each other in the pursuit of your individual endeavors. joon thinks that love should make you want to take care of your own self too, and make the healthiest choices possible, in order to serve the precious person you owe being your best self to. if he's in love, he wants to better himself continuously and expects the same in return.

taehyung: to taehyung, love is the perfect, and most fulfilling union between people. he believes that love is pure and innocent in its rawest form, and emotionally connects people in this unique manner. he sees love as something that can come unexpectedly and catch you off guard, but pulls on your heartstrings like nothing else. it just heightens your emotions like nothing else ever could. taehyung sees love as something that starts off with two people sincerely enjoying each other's companies, and feeling this desire to be with each other continuously. he's someone who can genuinely cherish every second he spends with his lover, because it can make you feel like the world has never been as beautiful as during the moments you're together. in his eyes, love grows increasingly deep the more time is spent together, realizing that this is someone who completes me and heals me in ways nothing else could. he sees love as an intimate and unique bond that only the two of them can understand. he wants to consistently invest his effort into making sure the spark between the two remains alive, no matter how much time passes, and thinks that for love, nothing is ever truly enough.

jungkook: for jungkook, love gives you purpose. it's something that makes everything worth it; the continuous grind is worth it, the neverending hustle is worth it, the inner turmoil is worth it. the ship that was aimlessly sailing before, desperate to know what it's conquering all these storms for, finally knows its destination. love gives jk a reason to keep going. he looks at love as an eternal promise, to never stop working on yourself, out of the genuine desire to give the person you love what they deserve. a strong promise to remain fiercely devoted and dedicated to that one special person in your life. he believes that if you love someone, you should be willing to embrace everything that it can come with; the beautiful, fulfilling and enriching upsides, that make you feel like your most powerful and valuable self, as well as the strenous, demanding and often times weighty downsides, that can border on being torturous. you're willing to go through the dirt, because the love of your life is worth it. love makes jk realize that, life isn't just all about ourselves; it makes him acknowledge how in the end to him, one of the most rewarding ways to live is by unselfishly serving the person you love, and in case you start a family, providing the most treasured and important people in your life, with the feeling of security, stability and comfort.

❥ mtl easy to date as a “regular” person

pls remember this is just according to tarot and my observation, this list could be different for others!

#1 jimin: lovers and five of wands

surprised me a little, i won't lie. i don't jimin cares too much about the superficial factors to a person, such as financial or social status, etc.. moreso sees love as a profound and unique feeling, that isn't just limited to people in the same realm. he believes that even if, e.g. external forces or personal differences could potentially display sources of conflict for the two, if the love and attraction is powerful enough; they'll be able to make it through. he'd want to make it through. there's a bit of a naive and slightly delusional aspect to him here, which is sweet since.. he usually gives me darker energy in terms of romantic topics. he gives me a little lonely energy these days, he might feel a little desperate to finally find his person.

#2 taehyung: ace of swords

so, taehyung seems quite open to dating whoever he finds interesting, as long as he feels like their minds align. the ace is more of a seed that hasn't blossomed into anything substantial yet though, so while i do believe he'd be ready for the idea of it; there could be difficulties in it developing further. i see him more ready for a fling and casual dating, rather than a committed and devoted relationship. i can't shake off the feeling that for the longterm, he'd want someone who's a better match for him in terms of their financial means, their status, etc. i can see him still prefering to date a person who's somehow involved in the industry as well.

#3 yoongi: temperance and fool rx

so in true yoongi fashion, he gave me the “whatever” feeling. like, he doesn't really care if it's a regular person he met at the café shop or not, he will vibe with whoever he vibes with. however! the reversed fool is telling me a clear “i'm not ready to take any risks though” he's very intuitive and good at figuring people out. so, he won't jump into any connection carelessly, and absolutely won't entertain a relationship where he feels like he's the one pouring into the cup more than they are. he needs to feel like it's a balanced union, where they're both on the same page. so it's like, if he feels like the person is only there to get him to.. idk, constantly buy them stuff, pull the good out of dating a bangtan member; best believe, yoongi will be out the door right away.

#4 hobi: justice, ten of cups and king of pentacles

hm, i don't see hobi being fully against it. he usually doesn't discriminate or judge people based on superficial matters at first, and wouldn't necessarily let it stand in the way of love. however.. he does seem to have high standards, which i don't see everyone being capable of reaching. it's like, he gives in at first, but might quickly realize it doesn't work as well as he had thought. one thing that keeps coming through, is how he believes that in a relationship, the scale should be balanced. i can sense this being quite pronounced in a financial manner; i've seen this come through a few times now, where the members can at times, prefer dating someone who's in possession of their own financial means as well, since that'd rule out the possibility of them being taken advantage of financially. i also see him wanting his lovers to respect his need for autonomy when it comes to his career. he might feel like a person in a similar position would be more understanding and tolerant concerning his lifestyle.

#5 jungkook: ace of wands, four of swords, three of cups, three of pentacles and judgement

so, jk seems like a member who's openminded. i see him being able to find a seed of passion with a variety of people; doesn't matter if they're a regular civilian, celebrity, fellow idol, etc. (tbh i will also admit, the ace of wands is very physical too, so hooking up is more likely) however, seed is the deciding word here, since the connection developing further could be difficult. what's interesting is; i don't see this being because of him, but moreso because of his environment, and the unavoidable circumstances that come with dating a man of his status. he's someone who not only has a lot of people around him, in private or at work, but also a lot of eyes and microscopes on him; which could potentially end up putting his partner into that same harsh magnifying glass. the judgement card at the bottom of the deck made things click for me; he's afraid of the unfair judgement his person could be under. not only that, them being a “regular” person could make it even rougher on them and their mental state, since they're not used to all the attention. i can't help but feel bad for him, since i do believe he actually likes the idea of dating someone out of the limelight.. but he isn't sure if he'd make the decision to willingly put his lover through that.

#6 namjoon: high priestess

i believe namjoon would take a long time to warm up to the person. like you'd have to earn one hundred percent and every single ounce of his trust, in order for him to feel like he can be with you in such an intimate way. i don't see him completely closed off from the idea, but he'd test the waters for a good while. like getting to know you and studying you thoroughly, to make sure he can figure out your motives before giving in. this man is smart. like if you come to him with any ulterior motives, best believe he'll see right through you. you can't trick him. i feel like him and yoongi are the most “no bs” members, that you just can not fool. i also believe he puts a lot of importance into intelligence and education when it comes his partners. (i'm not saying “regular” people aren't educated, just an insight i got in regards to his standards)

#7 seokjin: wheel of fortune, queen of swords and devil

so, usually seokjin is more openminded. i don't see him directly rejecting the idea in the past. but, i keep getting the queen of swords for him.. he might've gone through some negative experiences, which have resulted in him being extra careful about letting people in. he reads as very guarded and cautious when it comes to who he allows into his private life. telling you all, these men have a lot! of people who just wanna be with them for greedy and selfish purposes. it's genuinely difficult to be sure that the person is with you, for you only, rather than what you could do for them. they literally see bangtan as opportunities, and ways to climb up the latter, gather attention, get money, etc. so i truly don't see seokjin being very open to the idea. he'd be closed off, i see him being mistrustful about everything.. like “why do you wanna know this, why do you wanna know that?”

seokjin

❥ recently jin said he hasn't been asked out by anyone, is he not popular or just shy?

i don't see him as unpopular (i don't really see anyone in bangtan being considered unpopular), but moreso as someone who gives off an unapproachable vibe.

people either seem to look at him as someone who

a) would reject them anyway

b) is quite secretive and closed off about his private life

c) is a free-spirit who just lives on his own terms

so, i can sense reluctance in confidently approaching him. i can also sense some people looking at him as more of a friendly guy you can have easygoing and comfortable times with, rather than a person they see themselves dating.

he isn't necessarily shy; just very independent, and clear in his boundaries.

jin is immensely protective of his autonomy, and his career. he seems quite adamant in making sure people respect which lines they can and can't cross, and firmly separates his professional and personal life.

he seems like one of the members, who appears to be less trusting when it comes to letting people from the outside enter his life. jin usually prefers keeping things professional and work-oriented, or lighthearted and superficial.

i don't see him actually letting many people in on a personal level, so that discreet energy will understandably radiate to the outside -> people won't just go up to him as easily.

❥ what kind of dates does jin enjoy the most?

so right away, i saw this image of him sitting in the mountains with his lover, or laying in the grass while gazing at the stars. he seems to go two ways:

one: he likes intimacy. jin wants to enjoy quiet alone-time with his lover, where they can just blend out the loud noise from the outside world. especially when it comes to them getting to know each other through conversations; he wants to zone in on the person he's listening to, and closely listen to what they have to say. an example would include, sitting in a cozy café without many people, just the two of you in your own bubble for a short while. that gives them the opportunity to focus on one another closely.

two: he likes to explore the world together. jin is someone who likes the thought of having fun and interesting experiences with his lover, that only the two of them can share and naturally bond over. an example would include, taking a trip to a foreign country and exploring the difference in culture, food, etc. he definitely seems like quite the open-minded and spontaneous boyfriend, who'd be up to do many different things. let's say you signed up to a, idk.. pottery class but don't want to go on your own; he'd join you. even if he usually couldn't care less about it.

taehyung

❥ what was taehyung's relationship with jennie like?

it was quick and ended fast, but very passionate. they definitely had the potential for a solid foundation and it could've developed into a more stable and lasting connection, if only they had been more patient with it. they got quite lost in the thrill and excitement of it all. especially taehyung. i did a reading on it already, you can read it here.

jimin

❥ does jimin get jealous easily?

i got the king of cups reversed, which in a traditional sense would mean “no”. however, it's also giving.. if i'm not emotionally invested: no. if i am emotionally invested: yes.

though again.. i truly don't see him letting it get to that state in the first place; just rarely. i'd be genuinely surprised to hear him having had several committed and serious relationships that involved heavy feelings.

the card is also telling me about jimin's imbalance in emotions, and how he can have issues and insecurities about leaning into that side of himself more. it's almost like, he's lying to himself and deluding himself that he doesn't get jealous. although deep down he does. it's like, his heart and emotions win over his head and logic in that moment of jealousy, which can be something he doesn't enjoy.

i don't think he likes himself in an emotionally ridden state.. at all. he almost seems scared of it, because it can get quite dark, confusing and overwhelming for him. (note: if he's a sag rising, both his venus and mars in scorpio could fall into his 12th house, which would explain a lot of this)

i'm also sensing a fear of losing control over himself here, once he gets too caught up in the intensity of his feelings. that's the side of him he's likely to prefer suppressing, keeping under tight wraps and not showcasing to many people.

jungkook

❥ bonus: would jungkook be willing to get another dog or cat if his fs wanted to?

lol cute, the king of wands flew out immediately, so; yes. he seems quite confident in his ability to raise pets, especially dogs. it seems like he truly enjoys taking care of them, and holding the responsibility over them. it's very much giving a proud kangaji appa.

jk also seems to like the thought of putting their teamwork to the test; seeing how successful they could be at sharing the workload, and compromising together. almost like a test to see how well they would cooperate together as parents.

he's very adamant on making sure his fs acknowledges the significant role they play in raising the pet though, and actively doing their part. he wouldn't just want all the work dumped onto him. (kinda cute how serious he's taking it not gonna lie, but raising a pet is def no joke and requires nerves of steel! nine year long tired dog mother talking from experience)

he also seems quite protective; like he or she better along well with my son! (not bam saying hi in the reading) he'd put importance into making sure the new doggy or kitty addition would nicely fit into his already established little family.

separate post for jjk coming soon, stay tuned 🤍 i will link it here

#kpop tarot #bts tarot #finally out #disclaimer #it's very long!#take your time while reading lol 🫂

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feltit-wroteit · 1 year ago

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Spoiled and Loved

Art Donaldson x Fem!Reader

In every way, you were the person that made the college experience that much better for Art. You, on the other end, were still struggling to find your place at Uni.

Watnings: inscure reader, lost reader, small angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, reader has rich parents, one s3x joke

There he was. In your usual spot in the cafeteria eating a lunch that his athletic nutritionist must've assigned him to eat. God was your boyfriend beautiful... "Baby?" He called you out of your trance and you smiled at him. "Come?" He motioned for the chair in front of him with his head. You walked toward it and sat down with your lunch that was healthy but certainly not planned. "Hey!" You said. You started eating and asking how his morning practice was and he smiled throught it all. After finishing his lunch and while explaining his morning, he drew mindless doodles on your left hand with a pencil. One was a tennis racket the other a heart and another a paint brush. Once he was done, silence had fallen and Art looked up at you, stopping his drawing. "Y/N?" Art asked while looking for your gaze. "Hmm?" You answered still looking at your left hand. "Look at me." He asked and lifted your head up with the help of his palm on your jaw. You looked at him and smiled. "How was your day so far, baby?" He then asked with certainty. You sighed and went to look down again, only to feel your boyfriend rubbing your jaw and hearing him hum no. When you met his gaze again you felt it.

The need to tell him the truth.

"Art?" He nodded at your interpellation, waiting for you to continue. "I don't think I belong here." You had felt like this for a while, but your boyfriend's joy at being here made that feeling simmer down a little.

That was until yesterday.

"That's Donaldson's girlfriend, right?" A girl said behind you during your history of the arts lecture. You normally tuned these type of conversations out, but today your ears decided that it was a mighty fine time to do as they wanted. "She play any sports?" The girl, Jenny from what you heard her friend call her earlier, proceeded to ask her friend, Luna. "Not that anybody knows of. Not to his level at least." The other girl answered with a certain turn in her voice. It wasn't a nice one at that. ""But she must do something else around campus for her to be with him, right?" Jenny continued her interrogations. "The only place other than her lectures that people see her at are Donaldson's games. She just does those two things that includes school life. People have said and know that she doesn't even have a major yet. She just does classes until she finally finds something that makes her spark. It's pathetic really." Luna said and chuckled with her friend who fired back : "Why would he want to be with her? If I were Art Donaldson-" And you never heard the last of her life hacks, because your ears decided you had been tortured enough as it was. The notes you had started taking were the only ones you took for the rest of the 3 hour lecture. Well, what was one more exam failed?

You would stay in this godforsaken place until you found a stupid major to work in life with.... Why bother studying right now? Your parents paid for your acceptance at Stanford. Your life was as corrupted as that.

"What do you mean Y/n/n?" Art asked with a concerned look and rubbed his tumb over your jaw. "I don't know what I mean by that. But that's also a problem, I never know..." you tried to explain but it was still unclear to him. He only wanted to comfort you and make you feel at ease at all times, but right now he couldn't understand you. That made him mad at himself. "I don't know what I am going to major in, I don't know why I went to college in the first place and I don't know what you find in me. Before you start to argue that point, I have to tell you that I don't doubt your love, I doubt my ability of being loved right now. I am a mess Art... I can't do it anymore! The only thing I do know, is that I'm going to end up like I always feared..." You continued to elaborate on your feelings while he was listening. "Baby... I love you for who you are. I'm sure what you feared for your future isn't even that bad-" you cut him off on that and laughed while letting some tears flow. "Oh yeah, it is. I will end up as every other rich kid who doesn't amount to nothing and will live off my family's money for my whole life." You said and removed his hand from your face. You didn't feel deserving of his touch right now. "Stop." He said sternly. How could he have left this go this far? How couldn't he have seen you were feeling like this? How bad of a boyfriend was he? "Y/n, you are not messed up. You are beautiful and intelligent and you are worth more than your family's wealth. You are important. Not only to me but to a lot of people. Listen, college isn't for everyone, baby. I know it 's easier listening than believing, but please don't pull away from me." He had tears brimming his eyes now.

What did you do to deserve him?

"I love you, Art. I'm sorry for upsetting you..." You explained and held his hand that had been squeezing the edge of the table. "Don't, baby. You do not have to appologize. I should appologize for not seeing how you had been feeling. Please... talk to me about these things. I want to be there for you like you are for me." He took your hand back in his to play with it lightly. "Okay." You said and smiled softly at him. "Okay?" He asked smiling softly too while looking into your eyes. "Yeah. I'll talk to you more about my feelings, baby." You nodded and affirmed.

As you both walked to your last class of the day that you shared, the girls of your history of the arts lecture passed you. They were looking at you and art with sadness. It was then you realized what they had been doing. Only wallowing in their jealousy because:

Art had chose you. Not them.

His heart was set on you and that made them mad. Some part of you felt like you could see them. Maybe you were loved by someone like they wanted to be, but you were also envious of how these girls would be graduating in Teaching in less than two months likw you wanted to be graduating.

Everybody was jealous of somebody in this world.

"Art?" You asked while going closer to his side. "Hmm?" He had answered when wrapping his arm around your shoulder to pull you in even closer. "I think I'm jealous of you." You confirmed while giggling. "Oh yeah? How come, y/n?" He smiled at your randomness. "You have a massive dick. I want that." You said in the most serious tone you could master in that instance. Art burst out laughing and admitted that he was jealous of you too. "How come, Art?" You copied his sentence. "Imagine being as pretty as the one and only Y/n Y/l/n under sun rays. I'll pray for that to happen one day." You looked up into his eyes and stopped walking for a second. You smiled at him and went up to kiss him on his lips. The kiss was slow and full of love, just how you prefered then to be.

"I love you, baby. Even if you are a spoiled little brat sometimes." He said and tried to cover his head before you shoved his head to the side playfully.

#art donaldson x reader #art donaldson #challengers #art donaldson x you #art x reader #art x you #art #challengers x reader #challengers x you #challengers movie

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mutalieju · 3 months ago

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a punisher comic being good not just for a punisher comic but for a comic in general? a fictional work in general? more likely than you'd think

fucked up!!! did not have good time reading this! 10/10 comic

#goood all of this arc including how it starts with frank going in to this situation #and jenny's death with him saying he doesn't want jenny to exist at all #cycle of violence babyyyy #with the different ppl having to face to what extent they're similar to frank #it's good....#also ofc the commentary on misogyny...

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lanawinterscigarettes · 7 months ago

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kind of a weird request but...gossip girl characters reacting to you telling them when drunk or whatever that you wish they were gay so you could make out/hook up? (the idea being here that you're the same gender as they are, so like fem r for the girls and male r for the boys)

I actually really love this idea! hope you like it <3 (I might do another version with jenny, eric, and georgina later on)

Telling the Gossip Girl characters "I wish you were gay so we could makeout" while drunk

Characters included: Serena, Blair, Nate, Chuck, Dan

Warnings: drinking (possibly underaged depending on which season you envision this being set), fem reader for fem characters and male reader for male characters (basically this is for the gays and the gays alone lmao), some implied internalized homophobia, swearing, casual makeouts/hookups that lead into actual relationships

Serena van der Woodsen

Serena is known as a lot of things, among them being the ultimate party girl, so it's no surprise that she's made out with several people before when drunk, both guys and other girls

As soon as she hears you slur out those words, she immediately perks up, no matter how much drugs or alcohol is in her system, and her lips meet yours quicker than you can even react to what's going on

You said you wished she was gay so you could makeout? Well, who said she wasn't? (And she's quite eager to prove to you that your gender doesn't matter to her as long as you're hot)

If you don't feel comfortable going further than making out, she'll reluctantly pull away, making you promise to finish what she started once you're both sober enough for it, and that's something she'll hold you to, whether you want to remember the kiss or not

She's known to have a lot of casual hook-ups, but with you it feels different, like she actually might want something more (even if she does still sleep with the occasional person on the side whoops)

She'll gladly kiss you or hold your hand in public after that, not caring what other people think even if you are both girls. Her mom will just have to deal with having two gay kids instead of one

Blair Waldorf

Unlike her on-again off-again bestie, Blair hasn't made out with girls casually the same way she has (though I wouldn't put it past her to try kissing Serena to experiment while they were both tipsy or something)

Her cheeks would probably heat up at your words, but she'd quickly try to hide how flustered she was by letting out a scoff followed by an eye roll, muttering something defensively under her breath over how she isn't gay

Even if she secretly wants to kiss you, she won't do it unless you're both a reasonable amount of drunk to where she can deny it ever happened if you try to bring it up again

When your lips finally touch, she wants so badly to forget about everything else and just focus on you, trying not to think about how nice it feels getting to touch you like that and how much she kind of wishes you were a guy so she wouldn't have to worry about the feeling of shame swirling deep within her

She'll probably avoid you afterwards, even if she claims to not remember what happened. She'll absolutely deny it if you or anyone else brings it up, and might even threaten them with sending in a tip to gossip girl

Alas, she can't hide the truth forever, and will eventually be forced to face the real feelings she has towards you, even if she'd rather they just go away. You'll have to be patient with her when it comes to bringing you as a plus one to events and such, but she'll gladly give you all of her affection when the two of you are alone

Nate Archibald

Bless his heart, Nate is such a himbo I don't think he'd get what you mean at first, especially if he was also drunk at the time you asked the question ("Makeout with me? But we're both guys?? What do you mean???")

That being said, I don't think he'd necessarily be against it, but he'd definitely be a bit hesitant since he's never kissed another guy before. I feel like he'd probably inwardly panic a little and worry about how to go about it exactly

Should he approach the situation the same way he would if you were a girl, or would that be weird and should he treat you a little different? Or would it be weirder for him to treat you differently just because you're a guy? etc.

Honestly, if you want him to kiss you the best way for it to happen is for you to take the initiative and make the first move because he's never going to do it if you don't lmao

Things would be passionate but sweet when you had sex, and he'd constantly check up on you to see if you were comfortable and okay with what was going on

It's possible he might try to ignore his feelings for you at first, but I couldn't see that lasting for very long before he decides to ask you out for real, knowing that he wants to be with you regardless of whether you're a guy or not

Chuck Bass

Chuck would find it so amusing that you said that, the smug bastard that he is. He'd probably chuckle and reply with "Sorry, but I'm not that kind of girl" all sarcastic like (if you understand which episode/scene I'm referencing you win a free cookie)

Truth is, he does like guys, he just doesn't flaunt his guy hook-ups the same way he does it with his girl ones. Whether that's because of deep-seated shame or just him being an asshole is up to you

Definitely skirts around the topic and teases you a bunch just to see you get all frustrated with him before finally kissing you, then going right back to the teasing once he's done

I don't think he'd mind a hook-up, but you'd have to really worm your way into his heart to expect something more than that from him, like how he slept with Blair and unexpectedly ended up catching feelings for her after that

If by some miracle he did start to actually like you, you're certainly in for it. He'd be jealous no matter who he saw you hanging out with, whether that be girls or other guys

He tries to act all nonchalant and like he doesn't even care but it's pretty obvious to everyone that he does, and when he finally asks you out on an actual date that seals the deal for him. You're no longer ever allowed to have anyone touch you the same way he has ever again

Dan Humphrey

Dan would be pretty surprised, but it'd probably be more of a mix between "wait you're gay??" and "you like me of all people??" rather than just the first one

I feel he actually has kissed a few guys before you. Rufus and Alison don't strike me as the type of people to be overly judgmental or care about whether one of their kids is gay (and knowing them they probably experimented some themselves when they were younger)

After getting over his initial shock, he'd definitely be up for it, but only if you were sober enough to consent properly. If not, then he'd table the conversation for another time when you weren't under the influence of something

He wouldn't treat you any different after finding out you liked guys, though again he would question what you saw in him of all people (especially if you were from the Upper East Side)

Unlike some other people here, he wouldn't try to hide his relationship with you when it began to develop into something real or make excuses about why you're constantly hanging out all the time. He'd simply be upfront about it and say, "this is my boyfriend, and I don't care if you have a problem with it or not because we're happy and that's all that matters"

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selenepsyche · 21 days ago

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Scorpio Moons Are Always the Villains.....Right? Or Did You Just Need One?

"Jennie's lazy." | "Beyonce's in the Illuminati." | "J.Lo doesn't even sing." | "Ice Spice is just a meme."

These are things that have been stated multiple times in the case of these Scorpio Moon musicians. Whether or not you agree with those statements isn't the main point for today's post. I'm here to point out a pattern that I have noticed in Scorpio Moon celebrities.

Scorpio Moon celebs, especially women, are uniquely villainized in the public eye. Not just because of what they do, but because of the energy they give off and who they are. They're powerful, private, and unique. Whether they're deeply misunderstood or genuinely problematic, society reacts with projections, suspicion, and obsession. They immediately accuse them of being cold, manipulative, and sneaky. But I am also gonna include a small lesson in Evolved vs Unevolved Scorpio Moons.

How Scorpio Moons Behave

Scorpio Moons are usually deep, intuitive, passionate, captivating, powerful, mysterious, and creative. We feel emotions deeply and don't trust others easily. It's difficult to truly know us because of how private we are. We have strong intuitive abilities that allow us to perfectly read rooms, sense people's true motives, and live without needing approval. But at our worst, we could become too paranoid, easily hold grudges, withdraw emotionally, and have a fear of being vulnerable. To the outside world, we are usually seen as deceptive, cold, intense, and misleading. That image alone is enough to provoke suspicion and resentment, especially in the public light.

How Fame & Notoriety Affect Scorpio Moons

We already know that being famous is difficult. It can strip away your privacy, morals, willpower, and it's all about competition. People will create their own narratives of you and act like they know you. Scorpio moons are not gonna be able to deal with this easily because they will be more restrictive to what they talk about and what they post online. The only time you'll ever hear from them is if they're dropping a new song or movie trailer. This is why they're seen as fake and calculated. But they're just trying to protect the important parts of themselves that they know fame will devour.

People will become suspicious of their quietness. People could overanalyze their facial expressions. People could say their confidence is threatening and "stuck-up". People could say their boundaries are arrogance. People could think they're hiding something because they don't explain certain things or give the fans what they want.

Beyonce

Beyonce is one of the most celebrated and awarded performers of all time. She has built a legacy on talent, perfectionism, and near-perfect control of her image. She rarely gives interviews. She releases music on her own time. She rarely, if ever, explains herself and gives the public the reaction they want from her at certain times. Things like this have fueled the public's suspicion of her and backlash she's received.

One particular incident that I remember was about her being criticized for using a pre-recorded track while performing at Barack Obama's Inauguration in 2013. She said she didn't wanna risk singing live because she didn't have time to practice with the band and since it was such an important event, she didn't wanna risk it. She was severely dragged for this.

Over the years, she's also been accused of being apart of the Illuminati, stealing artistic concepts and choreographies, sabotaging other women's careers to get ahead, and using feminism and black culture performatively. Some of these critiques may be valid and some are speculative. Either way, they've all been triggered by the same emotional reactions: distrust, obsession, and the desire to expose her as something she's not showing us. She's been dealing with hate like this for the majority of her career.

But she doesn't react. She comes back with albums that are revolutionary and game-changing, from Sasha Fierce, to Lemonade, to Black is King, to Renaissance, to Cowboy Carter. She comes back with different personas, as an entirely new and stronger person than before. Classic Scorpio Moon.

Jennie Kim

Jennie is in one of the biggest K-pop girl groups of all time, Blackpink. She has always stood out from the very beginning. Even before her official debut, she was collaborating with K-pop icons such as Lee Hi and G-Dragon. She quickly became a fan-favorite due to her talent, presence, and beauty. She's also considered the it-girl of the 3rd generation of K-pop. Jennie was also pretty different because she didn't behave in a way that most idols are expected to. The love quickly turned into hate.

The first major controversy she experienced was her "lazy dancing" scandal in 2018-2019. I was there to witness it, and it was so much hate being thrown her way. So many YouTube videos were being made about it. She was being attacked for dancing "lazy" while they were on tour, when in reality, she was most likely exhausted from the intense schedules. She also had a ankle injury at the time.

People were also pointing out how she was more a bit energetic for her solo stages at the time, but "lazy" for the group performances. I feel like this might have also been a misunderstanding because when you're performing solo on stage, you have to give it your all since all eyes are gonna be on you. She's still being called out to this day for dancing "lazy". I think it's clear that has low stamina now, which can easily be improved and I understand people's criticism about it. But people are still hanging this over her head to this day. The main valid criticism that I've seen Jennie receiving though is when it comes to appropriating Black culture.

People were also attacking her for her dating rumors with Kai from EXO and V from BTS. People were attacking her and saying they don't deserve to be together, even though nothing was ever confirmed. But throughout all this, Jennie has never addressed rumors and hate (I don't remember if she has in interviews). She continues to build her career in ways that'll make her a legend. She doesn't seek approval. She sets standards. She even has a song that's praising herself (Like Jennie).

Jennifer Lopez

Now let's be for real, not every Scorpio Moon artist is a misunderstood saint. I wanna use Jennifer Lopez and Kali Uchis for these examples. Just as this placement can cultivate emotional resilience, privacy, and depth, it can also cultivate manipulation, control, and the unwillingness to take accountability (Evolved vs Unevolved Placements). Even though they aren't saints, my point still stands about how they've been uniquely villainized in the public eye.

Jennifer Lopez has been exposed for using other black female artists vocals in her earlier songs without crediting them (Ashanti, Christina Milian). Their vocals carried her hits and Jennifer just lip-synced or layered some of her own vocals over them. She has also done interviews where she contradicts herself, disregards people she's worked with, and even potentially lies about her past (ham and cheese on a roll with a orange drink, iYkYk??).

People don't hate her because she's successful. Most people don't like her because of how much she's appropriated and taken from black culture and markets "women empowerment" while stepping on women's necks behind the scenes. She's also officially been exposed for the stuff she did with he who shall not be named, so that's gotten her even more hate. People have been hating on her for years because of all of this, and I don't think it's gonna stop anytime soon. This is a prime example of how people don't just sweep things under the rug with Scorpio Moons.

Kali Uchis

I love her music, but I gotta do it. What makes Kali's case interesting is that she hides behind a spiritual, divine, transformative, and healing persona. These traits are common with a Scorpio Moon and this is how she is seen by most people. She plays it well and knows how to sweep the toxic things she has said and done under the rug with the help of this image. That's why the problematic things she's done aren't talked about that much, unless she messes up and her true self just so happens to slip through the cracks. She has a curated image with alluring, feminine visuals and "soft power". But when faced with criticism, she defaults to passive-aggression, projection, or complete silence.

She has been called out for defending men who have SA'd women, and dated them. Don Toliver has those allegations against him and she has a baby with him now. There was also a situation a few years ago, where she bullied a trans woman for calling her out because she tanned her skin darker to pass as a darker-skinned Latina and changed her whole aesthetic to appeal to the Latin market. She's been exposed for allegedly stealing smaller artists' aesthetics and being rude to fans throughout the years.

With her skincare line, "Homebody by Uchis", she claimed the products are vegan and all-natural. But that was a lie. When someone called her out for this, she blocked them on her main account and her clothing line account (bodiedbyuchis). She also claimed the jeans from her clothing line are not made with polyester, which she made multiple comments on her story at the time about how toxic it is. But guess what? They had polyester. I checked her website again though and it seems they no longer have it in their clothes.

In her most recent controversy, she shared a Billboard 100 chart, showing off her ranking at #4 but covered Sleep Token's pic, whom was in the #1 spot. She also later accused them of using payola in another shady post. When asked why she did this, she claimed it was because she didn't feel comfortable showing someone who does blackface, which isn't true (and racist Morgan Wallen was right under him, yet she didn't cover him). When replying to another comment later, she admits she doesn't even know them but that the picture made her uncomfortable. So you decide to accuse someone you don't even know, of doing blackface and being racist just because they got the #1 spot and you didn't? Girl bye.

I remember when she shared her 2024 Spotify wrapped, she also covered Raveena's face and song, whom was her top song of the year (Hypnosis). It's genuinely odd and it's giving jealousy. Scorpio Moons are known for their intensity but they're also masters of control - controlling narratives, controlling perceptions, and silencing anything or anyone that threatens them. Kali frames anyone who questions her behavior as being jealous, being a hater, or having low vibrational energy. In one breath, she preaches healing and positivity, and in the next, she's throwing shade on her IG stories.

You can be spiritual and still be harmful. You can be sensual and still be emotionally immature. Kali weaponizes self-love and spirituality as a shield from accountability. She is the perfect example of what an unevolved Scorpio Moon looks like. There's also a big difference between emotional privacy and emotional arrogance. Not addressing the problem and deflecting is not okay. Kali reinforces her ego instead of transforming it.

All of these things make Kali disliked in the public eye. Well, I would actually say that it more so hinders her growth as an artist because as I stated before, most of the bad things she's said and done have been buried or covered up due to her spiritual image and maybe management helping her. But since this situation with Sleep Token has been blowing up everywhere, it's been making more people bring up her past. People are definitely gonna hold this over her head for a long time.

In Conclusion.....

Whew, this is the longest post I've ever done. I'm so proud. But to conclude, this post reiterates the fact that Scorpio Moons have an emotional intensity that makes them unforgettable, unbreakable, and often unbearable in the public eye. We don't cry for comfort. We don't explain themselves when they want us to. We usually work privately share only what we want them to know. But because that isn't what's expected of us, especially celebrities, we get hated on for it.

Some, like Beyonce and Jennie, hold their power quietly, gracefully, and "dangerously". They give us access into their personal lives only when they want to. Others, like Jennifer and Kali, show us what happens when that energy calcifies. They show us what happens when the mystery becomes smoke and mirrors.

Scorpio Moons will always be polarizing. We weren't made to be liked, we were made to be felt. And whatever that feeling is - admiration, suspicion, or obsession - it will stick. But with that being said, thank you all for reading this!

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smuttysabina · 1 year ago

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"I am" a Bitch

(Rei x Male Reader, 3.3k Words) Tags: Pretty Little Risky Baddie, What A Brat, Wow She Is So Spoiled, I Sure Hope She Doesn't Get Her Butt Stretched Out, Anal Sex, Brat Taming, Lots Of Complaining, Rough Sex, Too Much Teasing, Chaebol Obliteration

Rei is a spoiled brat. Like most of IVE, she had been pampered until her pretentiousness had swollen to absurd heights; her every whim was to be fulfilled without worry of the consequences. She fully expected that her demands would be followed, especially those pertaining to the bedroom. Though Rei was not the worst of the bunch, her sexual appetites were still incredibly skewed in her favor; the pleasure of her partner was very much so beneath her notice. So she was rather unforgiving when her "lover" failed to satisfy her obnoxious orders, but not in an enjoyable way. Perhaps you should have known better, but truly, who could blame you for dumping the fattest load of your life balls-deep inside of Rae's precious asshole?

You had mostly known what you were getting into when you applied to work for IVE, every Kpop group had its own distinct quirks regarding the hired help. Itzy were renowned for their rapacity when dealing with the "interns", and their older sisters of Twice were famous for their fetishistic forced-breeding schedules. Le Sserafim were a popular choice, mostly due to their extremely laid-back and open attitude towards sex. Positions at Blackpink were the most sought after of course, though they remained permanently open, their turnover rate was less than a week. And IVE... well IVE were notorious for treating their employees like utter garbage. Which was hardly unusual if truth be told, except for the fact that this mindset extended to include most of the staff, not just the sex pets. It was by unwritten agreement amongst idols that the more integral staff members were to be left unravished; after all, it is difficult for a music company to function when their song writers are too busy pumping the idols full of cum all day to write anything. Most importantly however, the cleaning staff were to be left entirely unmolested; if not for those brave souls, the number of injuries caused by slipping in puddles of sex-fluids would skyrocket. Even that insatiable goddess Jennie, who would fuck almost anything with a pulse, would greet the janitors with a bemused smile before continuing to drain whatever meat-dildo she was currently sending to heaven.

Unfortunately, IVE had no such distinctions; if Gaeul wanted to have the producers lick her pussy all day, then that's what they did. It was a dark miracle that the group managed to continue putting out comebacks, let alone the sort that would be astoundingly popular. So to say that the atmosphere at the IVE mansion was a bit stressful would be an understatement. But all of that negativity was on the back of your mind when you showed up for orientation at the mansion; your adoration for IVE drowning out any concerns you may have felt reading up about them. Led through a tastelessly expensive entry hall, you and many other new hires were ushered into a drab side-room for your training. After only a perfunctory introduction though, you were seamlessly sorted into being an assistant for one of the girls; and sent on your way. You are directed to a large, stately bedroom, its footprint greater than most people's entire homes, its door embossed with its owner's name. The debris of an artist occupies an entire corner of the vast room, painting materials stashed haphazardly alongside expensive electronic drawing devices. The bathroom fills the rest of that half of the room, an opaque wall covering what looks to be a standing shower as well as a sizable hot tub. The sleeping area is conjoined with the living area, cluttered with clothes, books, and entertainment devices; with an enormous television planted in front of a deep couch. The bed is sturdy, dowered with an expensive mattress and covered with an eclectic collection of blankets; and laying upon it is the owner of this gilded cage: Rei.

The idol rests upon her stomach, delicate feet kicking in the air above her head, perusing her phone with every appearance of absolute boredom. She gives you unhappy glare as you approach, her heavily-lidded eyes showing you nothing but contempt as she takes in the details. Rei lets out a petulant sigh, "So you're my new assistant huh, why do I never get the cute ones? Whatever, drop your pants, let's see what we're working with here." You hesitate at this bizarre and sudden demand, only complying after she irritable motions for you to proceed, "Hmmph, I guess you'll do, at least you don't have a needle dick. Please tell me you aren't one of those premature guys, I swear most boys have zero endurance. What? Put that thing away, I'm tired of looking at it already!" Blushing furiously from Rei's barbs, you haul your pants back up and wait for further instructions. After several minutes of pointedly ignoring you, she finally deigns to glance back up in exasperation, "Well don't just stand there idiot, do something useful like... cleaning or something? This place is a mess!" Which, to be fair, it absolutely was. Clothes were strewn about haphazardly, towers of empty food cartons were everywhere, all manner of trash was scattered about, and sticky stains on the carpet were more common than clean portions.

So you get to work, while Rei lounges about on her bed, yelling dubious advice and shrill instructions at you while you labor. Her phone either blares annoying videos, except when she is video-chatting with her fellow idols; in which case she yammers away just as loudly as the bitches getting railed in the call. And of course, she masturbates constantly, her fingers squelching away beneath her sweatpants as she watches her friends engaging in all sorts of sexual activities. That or porn; and if you are honest with yourself it's difficult to tell the difference between the two. Not that Rei takes kindly to be watched during her "Private Time", nor the fact that the sight and scent of her pleasuring herself has an arousing effect on your own genitals, "You fucking pervert, stop watching me! Ugh what kind of assistant are you? And are you getting hard again? Stop that! I didn't say you could get horny, so stop looking and keep cleaning!" An attitude which was annoying in the extreme, especially since it was a touch difficult to bend over with a hardon bulging out of your pants. Your irritation only grows as Rei continues to rain abuse on you for doing what you're told, particularly when she went into hysterics when you got around to picking up and sorting the massive pile of underwear heaped against a dresser. You are starting to see why IVE had be having trouble retaining their staff...

After several grueling hours of labor, you finally finished restoring order to at least one portion of Rei's expansive living area; and so lay down to take a break on a couch. Not five minutes had passed before you were being poked awake by Rei, scowling down at you with her hands on her hips. Who haughtily announces that she was going to take a bath, and that she required assistance; now. You groan before hauling yourself after the idol to the bathroom section, where you are stunned to find her stripping carelessly in front of you. You stare at Rei in shock, your foul mood entirely dispelled by the magnificent sight before your eyes; she merely sniffs as you gaze at her. Her surprisingly moderate bust perks boldly outward, the soft curve of her hips descending towards a deliciously full ass, her lithe legs supported by her delicate feet. Now this made her earlier abuse almost worthwhile, surely such a goddess could be allowed a few flaws? Surely it was her due to be given such slavish attention, surely you had deserved such ill-treatment for not paying proper homage to Rei? The illusion of divinity is shattered however, when Rei responds to your adoration with scorn, "Ew, could you not look at me like that, it's weird. Also, get naked already, didn't I tell you to listen you moron?"

So you gingerly remove your clothes, wincing as you strain your sore muscles, and by the time you are finished Rei is already standing in the luxurious hot tub. With her hands on her hips, she gives you an exasperated look, and you scramble up into the bath to avoid another irritating tongue-lashing. You sit down with a sigh, decompressing in the soothing warm waters, water-jets massaging your aching back in a most pleasant fashion. Your momentary calm is cracked somewhat when Rei proceeds to plop down into your lap, her ample bottom squishing up against your groin as she reclines against you. You are rendered speechless by her sudden intimacy, and surprisingly, she is just as quiet. Rei seems content to use you as furniture as she relaxes, and in this moment of tranquility you take in your surroundings in more detail. A sprawling plethora of bottles precariously perch on the further edge of the hot tub, while the rim to your right is taken up entirely with sexual accessories. The bathroom area itself was relatively clean, but clutter was gradually overrunning every available surface; most noticeable was the trash can overflowing with condom wrappers, Rei was obviously a healthy girl...

Rei starts slightly as you harden, but otherwise seems content to ignore the fact that your cock is currently digging into her butt. She wriggles a little to reposition, then relaxes once more, until eventually she sighs and stands up out of the water. She glances back at you, "Your size?" Rei asks as she reaches towards the boxes of condoms. Nodding at your answer, she pulls out a string of them and tosses them at you before ordering you to close your eyes as she fiddles with some sort of tube. You hear Rei let out a soft curse, "Ugh, it's so cold..." then water churns and she grumbles at you, "Well, put it on already!" You open your eyes to find her scowling down at you, and you hurriedly hoist our crotch out of the water so you can slip a condom onto it. You reach towards Rei, only for her to slap your hands away, "Hey! No, sit back down! And don't you dare move, I hate it when guys act like they're not just dildos." With that out of the way, and giving you one final glare in warning, she turns around and lowers herself once more onto your crotch. But this time the burning heat of the water is replaced by the much more subdued warmth of Rei's insides, as she slowly slides your length into herself. Her plump ass squirms as she settles into her new perch, and she is soon gently rocking back and forth in your lap while her hands are busy between her thighs. Her pink hair tickles your face as she grinds on your bulging cock, teasing it endlessly as she pleasures herself. Rei's entire weight is pressed onto your cock as she lifts her legs, the roiling water supporting her as she precisely orients her body to force you as deep as possible. Then Rei lets out a sudden squeak, and she quivers against you, her hole clenching tight around your now painfully erect member.

Rei shudders, her asshole palpitating as she relaxes back against your chest, breathing heavily as she eases her weight off of your manhood. After resting against you for about a minute or so, oblivious to your cock as it throbs inside of her, she pushes herself up off of you in a cascade of water. You get a faceful of ass, and as she bends forward her slightly gaping brown anus is revealed, glistening wetly and flushed from use. Rei notices you staring and quickly turns around, covering herself as she does, "What, it's not like I would let you fuck my unused pussy, I'm saving it for my beloved!" You highly doubt that Rei's cunt had gone unstretched during her stint as a trainee, but you are far more focused on the fact that you had not been able to finish. The bratty idol gives you a confused look as she notices your demeanor, "Oh, did you not cum...? Feel free to jack off into the condom or something, just don't make a mess!" Humming cheerfully, she clambers out of the hot tub and is soon ensconced in an oversized fluffy towel; whereupon she putters off towards the living area, dripping water everywhere. Grumbling, and still staggeringly erect, you dry yourself off before following her, finding Rei sprawled on her couch flicking through channels. Not even deigning to glance at you, she reminds you to clean up all the water you got on the floor walking over there. Rolling your eyes you obey, though not without complaining under your breath, by the time you finished up and returned to your spoiled mistress she has already switched to watching porn. Loud moans and squeals blare from the enormous television as some woman is getting absolutely railed on screen. Rei is already masturbating shamelessly upon her discarded towel, her dark nipples starkly erect.

The idol glances over as you approach and nods in satisfaction as she notices that your dick is still hard, she scrambles around so that her plump posterior is pointed right at you, "Grab a condom, but follow my orders exactly, okay? My butt is very delicate." Sheathed once more in latex supplied from an ever-present condom box, you gently grasp her hips, "Okay, so put a lot of lube in, gently, then slowly ease your dick in, got it?" Instructions which you ignore entirely, as you simply shove your cock directly into Rei's vulnerable asshole. Whose back arches up as she shrieks in surprise, wailing as if she had just been poleaxed. The bitch was obviously exaggerating however, your dick had slid smoothly inside of her, only catching a little at the entrance, evidently Rei had squirted so much lube inside of herself earlier that she still had loads of it coating her insides. Not that she sees it that way, "YOU DUMB FUCK! TAKE IT OUT TAKE IT OUT!" she howls, clawing at the couch for support as her legs shudder. But you are done taking orders from this entitled brat, and pull back, dragging a solid inch of her insides along with you, Rei barely has time to gasp out "Oh thank-" before you slam your entire length back into her guts. This time she is only able to let out an outraged gasp, unable to comprehend how a lowly fan like you could possibly disobey a chaebol of IVE.

Of course, most other idols would not have stood for such treatment either, Yeji would have been clawing your back into bloody ribbons, Rose would have been beating you mercilessly, Jihyo would have pinned you down and firmly forced you inside the proper hole, Dami would have had you biting the couch as she pummeled you with a gargantuan strapon. Instead, Rei, scion of a renowned idol training program, promptly bursts into noisy tears. Normally a girl sobbing would have given you pause, and caused you to rush to give her comfort, but this bitch had been abusing you for hours now, and it seemed a bit of an overreaction; so you continue. Rei blubbers as loudly as the girl on screen, bemoaning her fate and tepidly demanding that you listen to her. But by now you were getting into the swing of things, and to be completely honest her asshole was practically sucking you inside after every thrust. Her thick ass-cheeks clap loudly as you slam yourself against them again and again, providing a meaty cushion that was almost begging for a thoroughly rough plowing. So you give it to them, violently pistoning your cock into her guts, causing her to squeak plaintively and writhe in your grasp as you firmly hold her steady. Then Rei starts to shake, her ass shivering in a familiar way, you don't stop moving though, even when she suddenly starts to scream shrilly, spittle flying onto the couch.

Something hot and wet slops onto your balls, sticking tight to it and smearing deep into its folds. Surprised, you pull out, leaving Rei's asshole gaping enough to show pink and sputtering foully, and beneath that, a shaven pussy absolutely slathered with cunt cream, connected her sex to yours with glistening streamers. She whines in embarrassment, looking back at you in disbelief at the mess she had made, her squeezable cheeks flushing bright red. Before Rei could make any excuses however you had crammed your cock back into her sloppy ass, causing her to groan and bite the fabric. A glow with satisfaction with yourself, you fall back into your rough rhythm, plowing away with enough force to make her ass-cheeks jiggle with every thrust. The steady slap of skin fills the room as you relentlessly fuck Rei, drowning out the depravities taking place on the TV, (by this point the woman appeared to be taking four cocks at once). But Rei wasn't an idol for nothing, and even after such ungentle treatment her butt still devoured your manhood voraciously; squeezing it tightly without any sign of tiring. Your tip grows warmer as you continue to pound away at her hole, it even starts to feel a bit wet within the rubber. The added stimulation is enough to make your heartily sore balls finally start to pulse, and you feel pleasure emanating from the base of your cock, urging you to go deeper. Groaning loudly, you haul Rei back as hard as you can, squishing against her butt with all your might as you climax spectacularly, filling your condom with thick reams of semen. Rei moans in sympathy, but a note of confusion turns her sweet tones shrill, "Oh fuck yes- WAIT. Wait you idiot you're fucking cumming in me! Oh fuck there's so much! Pull out fuckwit, pull out!" Startled by the sudden vehemence in her voice, you abruptly pull out of her, her unplugged asshole sloppily burping your seed out into the creamy filth already coating her sex. Now that it is exposed, you are able to clearly see the issue, your sex had been so violent it had torn the condom open, allowing your cum to surge into Rei's unprotected asshole; who is not taking it well.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck! It's so slimy and gross! I fucking hate cum! How fucking dare you cum in me! Ugh I feel like I'm going to puke!" she staggers upright, scowling furiously at you as she stumbles towards the bathroom. She points angrily at her door, "Out! Get the fuck out!" she screams, pulling herself onto the toilet and squatting upon it like a gargoyle. You quickly dress under her glare, as she starts to shit the vast amount of semen you had pumped into her. Once out the door, you report to the staff member, who seems unsurprised to discover that she had kicked you out of her room. They instruct you to return tomorrow, apparently the assistants were quietly cycled between the girls until they caught on and demanded their removal permanently. You are utterly shocked the next day then when you are once more ordered to wait upon Rei. Led to her familiar door, you find the brat hunched in front of a tablet, morosely jotting upon it with a stylus. She grunts as she sees you, frowning unhappily, rolling the stylus nimbly through her fingers as she ponders something deeply. Finally though she sighs, and demands that you strip once more. You nervously comply, worried about what sort of depraved revenge Rei has in store for you. But instead she simply stalks over to her bed, casting off her clothes as she goes, whereupon she bends over, looking back at you with annoyed trepidation.

"Well, what are you waiting for, idiot? You had better not break your condom this time! Oh and- um," Rei blushes in embarrassment, seemingly mortified that she has to say this, "please be rough again..."

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libraford · 2 years ago

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The company I work for went through an entire song and dance about how we're not allowed to used gendered nicknames for any of the kids we photograph because it might upset them. My boss laid out the instructions for how to handle a name change for the yearbook because "well now a kid might say their name is 'Jimmy' when it used to be-"

"James," I interrupted, sensing that she was going to be flippant about the next name.

"Jenny," she says, correcting me and giving me a stare as if I'm not taking this seriously enough.

But I am. See... cis people should be able to go through the process of altering their yearbook names as well. James goes by Jimmy now. Its no different from Jenny going by Jimmy. Name changes benefit people across the board, if they want one.

And when she said 'Jenny,' I could tell it was with this sense of obligation and that she didnt take it seriously. But I have had a lot of kids ask me to change their name in the files because that's what their friends call them. And they should be called what their friends call them. Because that's their name. It doesn't matter if their gender has changed. Its a matter of general agency that we should allow to people of any age.

I'm required to fill out a form for a background check. They want information which includes my driving record because there are days that I'm driving 200 miles to get to an action point.

It asks for my gender 'as stated on birth certificate.' Not as stated on driver's license, but on my birth certificate. It isn't any different between the two documents, but it seems so odd to decide that the birth certificate should matter more than the drivers license when the history in question is my driving history.

Last year, my boss told me that she 'didn't understand all this transgender stuff.' Out of the blue, I think maybe there was an ad on the TV in our hotel room on an away job. I told her that she didn't have to understand it, just accept that this is part of the world- the way that you might not understand Diwali or wooden shoes or chicken foot soup, but they are part of the world that she lives in.

She shook her head. This wasn't the right time to tell her and it was none of her business anyway.

But now we have all these rules about how to navigate one of those pesky transgenders if we encounter them and it feels so empty. It doesn't seem like safety. It seems like fear and it feels like a crowbar.

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txttletale · 1 month ago

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How do you usually play commander (like online using some site/tool or in person)? If in person, do you use proxies? If you don't use real cards, do you have house rules to avoid certain extremely expensive cards? I love the idea of commander but it just seems so expensive to really get into and play around with real cards and kind of weird to be able to just use anything at all if not. Curious about your thoughts!

i almost exclusively play online using cockatrice! almost all of my in-person play is limited, but i've played a few (single digit number) commander games with the tyranids precon. i would absolutely Not recommend spending real money on magical gaterhing cards unless you are Rich and want to like compete in a standard/modern tournament or something -- i 100% recommend playing online or proxying.

my regular playgroup also doesn't put any hard limits on deck construction. like if someone shows up with a super high-powered deck full of fast mana and OG duals that doesn't match the table we might talk to them about it, but we are mostly jennies who are not interested in building five-color staple piles so it doesn't really, like, cause problems that we have access to so much to the extent that we have to houserule anything out

so i guess ultimately my advice on getting into commander is to find a playgroup that 1. either plays online or is happy to play with proxie and 2. has a generally similar idea about, like, what level of play is fun and what types of decks you want to pilot and play against. which is of course easier said than done, but i can only speak to my own experience having a nice time playing commander and that's how i've done it!

wizards of the coast also recently introduce a bracket system which i think does a pretty good job of helping you hash out play expectations with people, which you might also find helpful, including some ways to limit specific card access: if you're worried about your playgroup going all in on staple piles if cost isn't a concern, agreeing to, say, play at bracket 3 means you can only play three 'game changer' cards in your decks.

also, a sidenote: power and even budget disparities in commander, outside the very extremes, are somewhat of a self-regulating problem with an experienced playgroup. if someone drops a turn 3 rhystic study, that's the signal to all three other players to beat them to death. another equalizing factor is that the type of expensive cards that make for big splashy threats in the midrange strategies that dominate non-cedh play (cedh is an entirely different story but is almost entirely played iwth proxies anyways) are usually answerable with very cheap and accessible removal spells. you paid $70 for sheolrdred the apocalypse? thats awesome amiguita i paid $1 for the swords to plowshares im hitting it with

#ask #ate-a-chili #mtg

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girlgenius1111 · 1 year ago

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just let go: chapter 4

Misa finally get her turn with you. Jenni is kind enough to share. Alexia doesn't enjoy not being the center of attention.

18+

warnings: strap on use. double penetration. anal. praise & degradation. dom / sub dynamics. orgasm delay / control. breeding kink. [i think that's it?]

haven't yet thanked everyone for sending in their very DETAILED requests. i truly appreciate it, it makes m job so much easier. also thank you to @vixwritesagain for giving me good ideas and generally being an Orgy Inspiration™

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Alexia's hands bat away Misa's own as she attempted to secure the harness to the younger woman's waist. It was an enticing sight, significantly more enticing than it should have been; the blonde's long fingers expertly tightening the straps over the goalkeeper's powerful thighs. As soon as Ale was done, Jenni was directing everyone where she wanted them. This was her show and everyone knew it, although there were varying degrees of defiance in all of you.

"Misa, niña bonita, lay on the bed." The striker turned her attention in your direction. "You, amor, on top of her, ass in the air."

Jenni barely gave her girlfriend a glance as she gave the blonde her instructions.

"Ale, there," Jenni instructed, nodding to the side of the bed not currently occupied by you and Misa, a fair distance away from anyone else. It was clear that Jenni had no intention for Alexia to participate in the next thing she was planning. You bit back a smirk, watching the blonde fold her arms, pouting slightly. Alexia caught your look anyway, and turned her glare towards you. Hastily you leaned down, pressing your lips to Misa's, quickly getting lost in the kiss, and forgetting about the blonde woman sitting a few feet from you.

Jenni wasn't paying attention to her girlfriend either, as she positioned herself behind you, hands just finding your back before she was interrupted.

"Jenni."

The forward still paid no attention to her girlfriend, stroking softly at your back.

"Jenni," Alexia called again, more insistently, and definitely more whiny this time. You and Misa broke apart, watching as, slowly, Jenni turned her head to face her girlfriend.

"What do you want, needy girl?"

Alexia's face grew red, not enjoying the extra attention, as she glared at the striker. "If you are in her ass, and Misa is in her pussy, where am I supposed to be?"

"Not everything needs to include you, amor. You just sit there and watch, yes?"

Alexia made a disapproving noise, sitting up more as if to move closer to the three of you. A single raised eyebrow from Jenni had her frozen in her tracks.

"Everyone else has watched, bonita. Are you going to be good and take your turn? Or are you going to be a brat, and make me punish you in front of our guests?"

Alexia scowled but sat back down on the bed. She was within touching distance of you and Misa, something you were sure she would take advantage of, once Jenni's attention was properly occupied.

"Listo?" Jenni asked, her hands beginning to spread you apart.

You nodded eagerly, jolting when you felt a lubed finger pressing against you. It slid in easily, as Jenni had already had it in before, and you exhaled happily, resting your head on Misa's collarbone.

"Misa, inside." Jenni instructed, and this time, you moaned in surprise when the goalkeeper obeyed, sliding into you all at once, her lips finding your pulse point, and sucking gently. She began to move right away, calloused hands lifting your hips, before bringing them back down.

Jenni stopped her though, shushing you softly as she pressed another finger into you.

"No, let her feel you inside her. Let her get used to it, before we fuck her wide open."

You looked down at Misa pleadingly, but the brunette had a smirk etched across her face, one you were sure Jenni was matching. Misa's hands held your hips down on her cock, as the forward worked your other hole open. Her fingers were long, reaching deep inside of you. Misa's strap was a stretch to begin with, one you would have struggled to take if you weren't so wet. Jenni's fingers were a lot, too, but it only felt good. Until a third finger teased over your rim, and you shifted, whining deep in your throat.

"You can take three." Jenni encouraged.

Until this point, the keeper had been content to watch you as you took Jenni's fingers, but she was getting impatient. Her hips bucked unconsciously, and you arched your back more, a sharp breath escaping your mouth.

"Not yet, Misa. Just let her sit on your cock. It makes her so desperate, so needy." Jenni's mocking tone made you blush, her words only making it worse. It was a good kind of humiliation, the kind that made you crave more. "We need her wet if we're going to fuck her at the same time."

It was this reminder that made Misa relent, and she settled for tugging your face away from her neck and pulling you into a kiss. She could feel it every time Jenni pressed deeper into you, feel the little breaths and sighs you let out into her mouth. Your tongue tangled with the goalkeepers, her mouth moving rhythmically against yours as you tried to relax your muscles, allowing Jenni in further.

"How do you feel, bonita?" Jenni asked, the hand that was not stretching you open running up and down your back soothingly.

You broke the kiss, breathing heavily. "Full."

"Full? No, not full yet. Alexia, grab my strap."

The ease with which the blonde did as her girlfriend asked would have been highly suspicious, if only anyone was paying attention to her. All three of you were rather preoccupied, though, Misa holding you down on top of her strap, Jenni working 3 fingers inside of you.

Jenni was rather startled, then, when Alexia didn’t just hand her the strap. Instead, she took the initiative to yank Jenni back away from you, capturing her in a messy, wet kiss. The forward was a willful person, but there wasn’t anyone on this earth strong enough to deny Alexia when she was handling them so roughly. You whined when Jenni’s fingers left you, but she paid no mind, keeping her attention on the pliant blonde pressed against her.

The midfielder’s hands secured the harness and dildo around Jenni’s hips, not needing to see what she was doing to get it on exactly right. The brunette broke the kiss after a minute smiling wolfishly at her girlfriend as she took the lube out of the blonde’s outstretched hand, and began to work it over her cock.

“Back to your spot, mi amor,” She instructed. Alexia only frowned, shaking her head.

“No.” She murmured, leaning back in towards Jenni’s face.

“No?” Jenni asked dangerously, leaning away from Alexia as she raised an eyebrow at her girlfriend’s defiance.

Something on the other woman's face stopped her from reacting like she normally would, and Jenni didn’t protest when Alexia moved to kneel behind her, wrapping her strong arms around the forward’s lean figure. If Alexia was ignoring Jenni’s specific instructions, it was clear that the midfielder needed the contact badly, and though normally strict with her girl, Jenni was not one to deny her something that she needed.

Still, Jenni paid Alexia very little mind as she turned her attention back to you, though she did tilt her neck just slightly, allowing her girlfriend better access to leave soft kisses on the skin there.

Misa had taken full advantage of Jenni’s distraction, very carefully working herself in and out of you, stopping when the forward turned her attention back in your direction. You were pliant in Misa’s arms, content to rest your head in the crook of her neck. That is, until you felt the blunt head of Jenni’s strap pressing against your hole.

You’d never taken 2 before. You’d taken fingers and a strap, yes, but this was an entirely different beast to conquer, and Jenni knew that very well. You would have been nervous, if there was any room for it. Squished between Jenni and Misa, though, and feeling one of Alexia’s hands splayed across your back from behind her girlfriend, you weren’t anything but excited.

You were already stretched wide open on Misa, truly dripping all over her, and Jenni hadn’t switched to the strap until she was absolutely sure you could take it. The stretch would burn, but you could, and would, take it.

“You want me, bonita? Misa stuffing your cunt full is not enough? You need me to fill you up too?” Jenni cooed, pressing the head into you, just barely. Jenni wouldn’t ever risk your comfort, she would take it slow until you begged her to speed up. You could only groan deep in your throat at her words, and Misa exhaled sharply at the sound. It was taking everything in her not to grind up into you.

“I asked you a question, cariño,” Jenni murmured, pressed in an inch further, though her nails raked down your back warningly. You shivered at the touch, struggling to find your voice.

“Need you too, J, need you both,” you managed, the words a soft mumble against Misa’s neck.

Jenni’s teasing didn’t relent. “Where do you need me, huh?” She pressed in more, enough that you were beginning to really feel it, feel both women inside of you. Her hands gripped your hips now, and the slight movements she was directing had you clenching around Misa’s strap.

“In my ass, Jenni, please,” you whimpered. At this, Jenni pushed herself all the way in, to the base, groaning herself at the sight in front of her.

“Tan apretada,” the forward said through gritted teeth, her head falling back onto Alexia’s shoulder, even as her cock stayed buried deep in you.

“Fuck, jesus,” you cried, hands gripping onto Misa’s sides.

“Shh, you can take it,” the keeper reassured, very tentatively fucking up into you, smiling to herself when you let out a keening whine, one that was unmistakably expressing your pleasure.

Jenni and Misa kept very different rhythms inside of you, but it didn’t matter, you felt your orgasm building within you. Jenni’s was a slow rock, never pulling out too far before pushing back in. It wasn’t the action of the fucking that made it good, it was the stretch, the burn, the feeling of being so fucking full. Misa’s pace was steady, though, quickening every minute that you fell apart on top of her.

Everyone was very focused on their roles, the room quiet except for the wet slide of both cocks in and out of you, all three of you breathing hard enough for it to be audible. One person, though, was not very busy. Alexia’s chin was resting on Jenni’s shoulder, and she was watching, as her girlfriend had instructed. Alexia could tell you were getting close, unsurprisingly, by the way your legs were trembling on each side of Misa, and the soft, quiet whines that were just barely escaping your mouth.

“Cariño,” she sang softly, her voice a soft lull washing over you. You hummed in acknowledgement, and Alexia smirked at the sound. “Are you close bebita?”

“Mmm hmm,” you replied. You were, and the feeling was almost entirely overwhelming. If an orgasm was a wave, this felt like a tsunami was about to wash over you, and you already felt your body beginning to tremble and jerk uncontrollably.

“You going to come for us? Make a mess? Already dripping all over Misa’s pretty legs, I bet you feel so good, huh?” Alexia and Jenni had a way of speaking to you that made you fold completely. Even if you hadn’t already been close, Ale’s words would have pushed you there.

The alternating thrusts in each of your holes grew faster, harder, until a loud smack was sounding every half second as each girl pressed into you more aggressively. You were so close, the feeling threatening to swallow you whole, when Jenni moved her hand from your hip, threading her fingers through your hair and tugging hard.

“Jen- god, I’m gonna come,” you moaned. Misa’s lips attached themselves to your neck, unable to help herself as she took in the absolutely dazed look on your face, eyes half shut, tears leaking out of the corners.

“Come, amorcita, I want to see you come for me,” Jenni rasped, and she’d barely finished talking before you were screaming her name, words almost unintelligible as your body shuddered. You couldn’t think, couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything more than hold tightly as you tried to breathe through it. Jenni and Misa stilled deep inside of you as you tightened down on them, until they could barely move.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you cried, nails digging into Misa under you as you grinded down softly on her, working yourself through potentially the most intense orgasm you’d ever experienced. It was so much, too much, two cocks filling you completely.

“Jen, out,” you gasped, needing the stimulation to ease if you were going to be able to go again anytime soon.

Jenni listened instantly, delicately pulling out of you. Once she was no longer pressed against your ass, your legs gave out from under you, Misa’s cock slipping out as you collapsed completely down on top of her.

“So fucking good for us, tan bonita, tan perfecta,” Misa whispered, her voice softer than you’d ever heard it. Her arms wrapped tightly around you, securely holding your trembling body to hers. The post orgasm bliss quickly took over, and you turned your slightly as your head cleared a bit, at the sound of a familiar whine from next to you.

Jenni had moved quickly, getting her girlfriend flat on her back and settling in between her legs before you’d really even noticed. Ale looked completely gone, head thrown back into the pillows as she breathed hard, fingers laced in Jenni’s hair. It was, perhaps, this sight that somehow made your aching cunt ache in a different way.

You needed more. You weren’t sure how, but you needed it, deep inside you. You needed Misa to fuck you like she normally did, not in the slightly held back way she’d just done. You needed Misa, your Misa, who made you come until you thought you might explode. Misa had never been one to deny you either, and you turned back towards her, resting your chin on her chest, waiting to speak until her brown eyes met yours, tearing away from the encapsulating sight next to you.

“M, I need you to fuck me,” you told her, watching as a familiar smirk tugged at her lips.

“You sure you are ready?” She asked, soft Misa poking out, for just a moment.

“I’m ready, please baby, I need you so bad,”

Misa had you under her on your stomach within a second, yanking your hips until your ass was high in the air, face pressed into the mattress below you.

“Just fucked you full, and you already need more? Fucking slut, just for us.” Misa said roughly. She knew what you liked, and knew what you could take, and you weren’t surprised at all when Misa lined herself up, thrusting into you all at once. It coaxed a long, drawn out moan from you, still so sensitive from before, the sensation still a perfect one.

Misa fucked exactly how she looked like she fucked. Hard, fast, hands grasping at handfuls of your ass, muscular thighs working herself inside of you at a truly athletic pace. Everything around you was forgotten, Alexia’s cries and the sound of Jenni’s tongue lapping against her girlfriend fading away until it was just you and Misa.

“C-close,” you warned. It didn’t even occur to you to be embarrassed at how fast they were making you finish, the pleasure forcing every coherent thought from your head.

“No,” Misa growled, speeding up. With every thrust she was grinding into you, the pressure perfect on her clit. She’d been worked up for a while, and the sight of you underneath her, hands gripping the bed sheets as if your life depended on it was getting her so very close. “No, you come with me. You come when I fill that pussy up,”

“Misa, I’m gonna,” you said, tensing every muscle in your body in an effort to hold off like she wanted.

“No. Not until you beg for it.”

You knew exactly what she was asking for.

“Fill me up, Misa, please baby, I need you to fill me up,” you were practically shouting, voice scratchy from the strain on your throat, but it was precisely what Misa wanted to hear.

“Come, fucking come for me, mi zorrita perfecta,”

With one last thrust into you, Misa grinded in hard, sending her over the edge at the same time as you. The keeper collapsed on top of you, her orgasm ending significantly before yours did. The force of it had you practically convulsing under her, having entirely lost the ability to form multi-word sentences, you repeated Misa’s name like it was the only word you knew, the only word you’d ever need to know. Your skin was sticky with sweat under Misa’s, but she didn’t care as she pulled out, rolling you gently onto your side, and settling herself directly on top of you.

“Mi buena niña, tan perfecta para mi,” she whispered, enjoying the soft whimpers still working their way out of your mouth. It took her a minute to remember that you both were not, in fact, alone in the room. She was past the point of embarrassment, though, the other two women seeing far more of her than she’d ever thought she’d allow. Carefully, as not to jostle your quivering body, Misa twisted her head to find Jenni resting her head on Alexia’s stomach, satisfied smiles adorning both of their faces. Alexia looked properly fucked out, and Misa wondered briefly how she’d missed what must have been a loud performance from the midfielder. You were done, very clearly so, eyes half shut under the comforting weight of your brunette, cheeks flushed, an incredibly content and relaxed expression on your face. Alexia, too, looked content to never move again, her hands resting possessively on Jenni’s back.

Jenni, however, was looking at Misa with a glint in her eye, one that Misa had only seen once; right before Jenni was about to fuck you open. There was still a thick tension in the room, one that you and Alexia clearly were no longer feeling, but one that rippled between the forward and the goalkeeper all the same. Jenni wasn’t done with Misa, not even close.

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🙃 one more to go.

#woso imagine #woso x reader #alexia putellas x jenni hermoso x misa rodríguez x reader #alexia putellas x jenni hermoso #alexia putellas x reader #jenni hermoso x reader #misa rodriguez x reader

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jesncin · 9 months ago

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A Queer and Asian review of Xanthe Zhou + Spirit World

I haven't exactly been thorough about how I specifically feel about Xanthe Zhou as "representation" for people like me and a part of me didn't want to be too harsh since they're a fan favorite and I'm sure the writer did their best and what not- but there is this sense of "I'm not even whelmed I'm underwhelmed" by Xanthe as a character. I don't dislike them, but I can't say I'm a fan if I don't find them particularly interesting.

I'm sure for a lot of people the idea of a Chinese non-binary anime sword wielding, bomber jacket wearing, shaved cut having, envoy between the living and spirit world character is a novel concept. But when you've lived the reality this character attempts to represent (ghosts and spirits are a tuesday where I'm from) and have sought out that representation from within your own communities, Xanthe pales in comparison like a really corporate product. So I want to talk about intersectional storytelling and what a holistic queer Asian superhero could look like.

Again I'm aware Spirit World was written by a queer Chinese author (+ an all Chinese team) and as a fellow author who has to navigate mainstream publishing and deal with attempts at sandpapering authenticity for capitalism I want to stress that I Get The Struggle. But I'm allowed to be critical of how the final product turned out. Some of this is subjective musing even.

Here's the premise of Xanthe Zhou's character: When Xanthe was a very tiny kid, they were run over by a car when they were walking alone at night in the rain. They're resurrected by a powerful spirit called Po Po to be the half-dead, half-living Envoy of the Spirit World.

Everything about Xanthe is exhaustively corporate for me. Like industry planted representation designed to be as safe as possible and attempts at being intersectional are limited. Spirit World features Cassandra Cain Batgirl and John Constantine Hellblazer because that's how we get Asian and queer DC fans to hop onto out new queer Asian character! Xanthe doesn't get to stand out in their own world, or have an established cast system the way Kong Kenan gets to. Spirit World suffers from being a follow up to an Event comic, with all these characters crossing over- but it didn't rise to the challenge of including Batgirl and Johnstantine in meaningful ways. The story would've been better if they were replaced by characters unique to Xanthe's cast system.

I've become pretty cynical about scenes like this one. It's a scene where Xanthe is forcefully invited to have dinner with their family they haven't seen in years. The transphobic dinner pages made rounds on social media because "ooh look at John Constantine gendering a non-binary person correctly even when Xanthe's family keeps misgendering them", and "whoa even the magic system respects a trans person's name". It's free marketing, you can see comments on these posts asking what comic this is from to read more. People will start discourse over "Constantine going woke" and the defenders will pull up receipts that "John has always been a lefitst" and so on and so forth. I saw the promos for Spirit World, but these panels were what piqued my interest early on.

My twin and I were taking turns reading Spirit World- Jes asked Cin (who finished reading first) "so what about that transphobic dinner scene? Was it there? Are there other scenes that talk about it?" and Cin said "nope that's it. The rest is magic fight scenes and spirit world stuff." And honestly that feels calculated. It's like that Jenny Nicholson Star Wars Hotel thing: "whoa if they have this droid and this animatronic alien performer, imagine what else they have!" but nope. That's it. Just enough to fit in a tik tok promo. Just enough to fit in a tweet and make rounds. It's not like Alan Scott's Green Lantern solo, where his queer identity isn't limited to one scene designed to go viral. The whole narrative holistically discussed what it was like to be a gay man in that era. Spirit World on the other hand felt like it had a representation quota to fulfill before moving on to the generic Superhero Stuff- an entirely separate plot.

Then there's Xanthe and John. As a Hellblazer purist I already knew this was going to be a hard read for me since I'm not a fan of DC!Constantine but I've talked before about how Spirit World still has that appeal for me because sometimes og Hellblazer is a pain to read as a person of color. Maybe I can enjoy the fantasy of Constantine being an ally to an Asian person instead of fetishizing them like he did in those old Vertigo comics (people love to leave that out when they're defending Constantine as an ally but whatever). And people kept talking about how this is an elder and younger queer friendship dynamic and I love those.

So where was that? Sure, John genders Xanthe correctly over transphobic dinner and comforts them afterwards. But nothing he says or does is specific to a queer elder. Any ally or character can say these things or do these gestures. He doesn't speak from personal experience about how "it gets better" or "I know what it's like" it's just. "yeah throwing up in Gotham is great I do it all the time". Excuse me if I don't think that's substantial.

Ooh but the ghost of Johnstantine's ex boyfriend Oliver showed up! And then there was a bi joke about how John hooks up with a clone of himself a "dozen times" because he's such a slut amirite, gays. Diversity win. I expected bi jokes from DC!Constantine but marketing this as a queer narrative or generational friendship is a stretch.

Spirit World would've been a more holistic queer narrative if Wan Yujing, the villainous corrupted spirit that wanted to be remembered properly (or reincarnated, depends on the writer's mood)-was revealed to be a queer person. This would've been a fantastic opportunity to recontextualize Xanthe's personal transphobic encounter with their family into a larger systemic theme of queer historical erasure. The original meaning of a "dead name" is the idea that when a trans person dies, their family will put the wrong name on their grave. It's literally their "dead" name, erasing their legacy in writing. So why not include that in your conflict?

Wan Yujing is revealed to be a famous poet, slowly forgotten because "time erodes everything" (vague and bad writing btw). Why not pitch something more motivated and specific? Make it so that she wrote queer literature that was destroyed. Make it so that her lover was rewritten in history books as her "friend". Then when Xanthe makes the promise to remember Wan Yujing as she truly was, it'd be a holistic act of queer recognition and solidarity. But instead the resolution is just Xanthe Zhou promising "hey I'll remember you" and Wan Yujing just takes their word for it.

Can we talk about the huge missed opportunity of what this dialogue implies? Xanthe proclaims that they are both living and dead, granted the living's power to remember and the dead's immortality. Why was this not thematically paired with their experience as a non-binary person struggling in a cis-heteronormative world. Heck, why not pair this with how they're a queer Asian American, a perpetual foreigner wherever they go? Not Asian enough for traditional spaces, but not white enough for a majority of queer American spaces. Are we worried we'll scare off the white audience if this got too intersectional?

Xanthe gets more fleshed out under a different writer (Jeremy Holt) for one of the DC Pride stories (2023). Here, Xanthe talks about how being in the land of the living feels like going about a routinic obligation; "Reminding me that home isn't necessarily where the heart is". This is so much like the disassociated way trans people go about life before figuring themselves out. It's also like how a perpetual foreigner doesn't fit in anywhere. But it's not paralleled to that experience. The fantasy aspects of Xanthe Zhou the Envoy, are completely separate from the very few personal civilian parts of them. Like they're a Superhero first and a person second. The later half of this story gets overtaken by a team up with Batwoman, because once you have a new character set in Gotham you are at the whims of being absorbed into the greater Batfam conglomerate.

There's interesting concepts at the center of Xanthe's character. But it's hard to give credit to writing that doesn't follow any of that through. Xanthe's a hero motivated by making sure the dead are remembered and respected. That's a decent motivation in general, and a pretty resonant one for a queer hero-but everything surrounding the execution of that idea feels so half-assed to me. Xanthe's origin story has so many plot holes, it feels like it was thought up in 5 minutes.

Why was their death just some random car accident and not something more motivated? Why did the all powerful Po Po decide to resurrect them specifically? Where's the tension in any of the many excessive fight scenes in Spirit World, if Xanthe's apparently immortal? Also they age? What are the stakes for a character like this? This isn't even covering the shoddy writing for their transphobic family drama (Why did they just stalk their family after being resurrected? Why did their mom recognize them even though they've been gone and have aged for 15 years? so many questions ugh).

(why was this toddler walking around alone in the rain with their own umbrella. In Gotham. What is this-)

I casually propose that instead have Xanthe's origin be that they died as a runaway trans teen who went missing and was murdered. Maybe because the way police and society in general don't look into the disappearances of trans poc, Xanthe's death went completely unnoticed. Maybe as Xanthe's dying, Po Po sees their determination to fight for the forgotten and chooses to resurrect this kid specifically. Then we'd have a really motivated origin story that ties their identity to their heroism. Instead we get these over the top fantasy concepts + transphobic dinner with my talisman wielding mom.

Spirit World is a fun enough action fantasy with troubled pacing and generic MCU-quippy dialogue. It's so overwhelmed by it's own spectacle that we don't get a chance to get to know our new hero. What is Xanthe's character development? What flaw do they grow out of or overcome? If I'm honest outside of the attempt at quippy banter, what even is their personality? The ending is rushed; not only is the conflict resolved with Xanthe just promising to remember a dead poet, but they also make a deal to work with the Spirit World authorities. Because it's always so fun to watch queer people assimilate to the powers that oppress.

In one of these action sequences, I guess the writer decided there needed to be a semblance of themes to make it feel like the readers' time isn't being wasted. So while Cassandra Cain Batgirl from Detective Comics and John Constantine from Vertigo Hellblazer are holding the giant anime sword, Xanthe goes on an internal monologue about how change is natural and people's fears make them resistant towards it. Xanthe says that to embrace magic, "you need to look at everything you think you know about the way the world should be...and imagine something new."

It's a nice sentiment that isn't reinforced by anything else in the story, but it does make me think. What is "new" about Xanthe Zhou to someone like me who seeks out representation like this? I've seen queer characters with the shaved hairstyle, I've seen queer coded Asian girlies with the bomber jacket, heck I've even seen the giant anime sword. I kinda cringe at seeing "giant spiritual sword" at this point even. But you know what I don't see as often? In real life I've seen the bravest Asian queer people reclaim cultural hairstyles, clothing, practices and beliefs (that originally excluded them). I've seen them join communities and create entire subcultures and lingo in a way that would be unrecognizable to the typical queer readers who enjoy Hellblazer-but I certainly don't see it reflected in fiction a lot.

(Is it really new if I've seen it in a Disney movie)

The premise of a Chinese American non-binary half-dead-half-living Envoy for the dead is something so metaphysical in its intersectionality, world building, stakes and themes that it would require Sandman-levels of out-the-box creativity to pull off. Which is why getting a generic action adventure (+ one scene about transphobic dinner with the family) feels so disappointing. I wish Spirit World took its own words to heart; I wish it took everything we're used to, everything we've known about how the world is and dare to imagine something actually new.

#ramblings #jesncin dc meta #xanthe zhou #I'm not at all a hater btw- there's good and “eh” things about xanthe and I hope more writers can do them justice #i just need more heart. more specificity. something that resonates beyond the surface level.#this was originally supposed to be a short post but I kept going lol

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mj0702 · 1 year ago

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The other Bronze – pt.7.2

For all that patiently waiting readers (including @samkerrworshipper and @valewosomtb)

“Are you good to stand on your own for a second little Bronze? I need to see what the shower temperature is – I don't want to freeze you or cook you.. Alexia wouldn't let me hear the end of it” Jenni asked you gently letting go of your waist slowly

“Yep... me good...” you slurred but took the opportunity to swayed away from her just to have Jenni grab your waist tighter again

“I can see that... come on little Bronze – we'll just bite the bullet and hope the temperature is okay” the dark haired spaniard sighed pushing you forward under the shower

“No no no no no...” you squeaked as the football player effortlessly pushed you forward

“Sí... don't worry little One... I've got you” she said soothingly as she held you upright

“Ugh... I don't like it...” you pouted

“You didn't like the sand either...” Jenni chuckled as she got you out of the shower again “See... that wasn't so bad now, was it... all clean and sand free”

“Sexy spaniard?” you asked a little shivering since the water was a tad too cold

“I'm not sure if I should support this or if I should yell at you” the dark haired woman mumbled just loud enough for you to hear

“Why would you yell at me?” you asked confused

“It's okay....what do you need little One?” Jenni sighed seeing there was no use in argue with you

“Do you have a phone?” you slurred grinning widely

“I... do have a phone” Jenni answered carefully not knowing where this conversation is heading

“I have a phone too” you smiled proudly “It's blue... I like blue”

“That's... nice” the dark haired woman nodded slowly “maldición... I have to speak to Ona about these meds... this can't be healthy”

“Sexy spaniard...” you whispered like you had something important to say

“Yes little One?” Jenni answered just as secretive deciding playing along would be the easiest way to handle you – just like Alexia told her

“My phone has it's own number” you whispered slurring a little bit

“Really?? That's... cool... “ the spaniard said bewildered not knowing how to react accordingly

“Bet yours doesn't have a number” you huffed internally congratulating yourself for pulling THAT off

“I'm sorry to disappoint you little One... but my phone does have a number” Jenni smiled reluctant

“Noooooo” you whined “Your phone can't have a number”

“Oh really.... and why's that now?” the black haired woman smiled now amused

“Because my phone has a number” you pouted

“Every phone has a number little One” Jenni chuckled

“Prove it” you crossed your arms in front of your chest trying to look “intimidating” while internally grinning thinking “Gotcha”

“I don't have my phone on me little One... it's with Alexia at the moment” Jenni answered carefully trying not to upset you

“Why?” you looked at her confused groaning on the inside

“It would have gotten wet if I had it on me” the dark haired explained

“That would have made two of us” you mumbled

“Disculpe?” Jenni asked shocked

“Huh?” you asked back confused

“What did you just said?” Jenni asked and you decided to shift a gear down

“I want two” you said slowly like you were speaking to child

“Two what?” the dark haired looked so SO confused

“Scoops... the colorbook spaniard owes me ice cream – she made me drop mine” you slurred again changing the topic once again

“Okay... yes... okay... how did Alexia managed to get through yesterday I do wonder” Jenni sighed deeply massaging her temples

“Who's Alexia? Is she your girlfriend?” you slurred grinning wriggling your eyebrows

“Definitely not my girlfriend... she's a good friend... you call her pretty spaniard” Jenni snorted as you asked if Alexia was her girlfriend

“Uh.... you know the pretty spaniard?” you asked happily

“I do... and we probably should get back to her...” Jenni smiled

“Yeah... you don't want to make her angry... do you know she makes the colorbook run laps? Like... a lot of laps...” you started to talk while Jenni pulled you into her side once again starting to get you back to Alexia and Keira

As you passed your sister your eyes met and you simply winked at her which caused Lucy to choke (again) and coughing hard

“Lucy!!” you yelled happily as you pushed away from Jenni stumbling towards your sister pushing Ona out of the way to fall around your sisters neck hugging her tightly

“Your Cupra is mine” you whispered in her ear grinning as she pretended to catch you

“No way you got that number” Lucy gritted through her teeth putting on a smile for everyone around

“I am just that good” you grinned against her neck as you keep hugging her

“Fuck” your sister sighed under her breath “please don't destroy my car”

“Luuuucccyyyy” you whined as you could feel some pair of eyes on you

“Whaaaaaat” your sister mocked you

“You're not nice...” you whined before turning around “friendly spaniard... you tell her”

Ona looked like a deer caught in the headlight not knowing what to say or do

“Okay little One... come here... Alexia is waiting and if I come back without you I have to run laps” Jenni interrupted your interaction with your sister

“Go on Bubs... go with Jenni...” Lucy slightly pushed you which caused you to stumble (this time for real) and falling into Jennis arms

“Careful there little One” the dark haired woman chuckled as she easily catches you

“She pushed me” you whined

“I saw... I'll make sure she gets punished for it, okay... but now lets go and let your sister enjoy her day off” Jenni said understanding as she pulled you along

“Behave devils spawn” Lucy yelled after you and you just flipped her off

“I was about to come looking myself where you were” Alexia said as soon as the two of you were in earshot

“Yeah sorry... she gets distracted easily” Jenni chuckled as you poked a seashell with your toe

“Don't I know it... I spent the better half of my rehab session yesterday telling her not to touch anything” Alexia huffed but smiled noneless at your innocence

“Yeah... I just had a conversation about phone numbers... and how she wants two scoops of ice cream” the dark haired shrugged her shoulders before addressing you “you want to sit down little One?”

“Phone numbers?” the blonde one asked confused “told you you won't make it long without giving her a nickname... she's just too precious in her own way”

At the words “phone numbers” your head snapped up and you grinned loopy at Alexia

“Did you know every phone has a number, pretty spaniard... the sexy one said so... but I think she just said that to shut me up... she didn't prove it” you slurred

“Ah...” was all Alexia said as she was thrown off completely while looking at Jenni with a “What the fuck”-look on her face

“See” Jenni grinned widely “that's what I'm talking about” as she grabbed her phone showing you her number “See little One... every phone has a number”

“Bet that's not your phones number... that's probably just some random numbers” you mused concentrated already saved the phone number in your head – perks of having a good memory

“How should I prove to you that this IS my phones number?” the black haired woman asked even more confused

“Just call her... or let her call herself from your phone” Alexia said nonchalantly

“Do you know your phones number little One?” Jenni asked really wanting to end this topic but also knowing that you wouldn't let it go until she “proved” to you that this was in fact her number

“No” you pouted sadly (of course you knew – but you were “high”) “But Kei knows... Kei knows EVERYTHING”

“Keira!” Alexia yelled over to your fellow Englishwoman

“Que?” the blonde yelled back not even bothering sitting up having watched the whole interaction

“You know the number of the Cariño over here?” the spaniard asked Keira

“Of course... she has the same number since she was 12 and Lucy bought her her first mobile phone +44-8395-533-104... why?” Keira answered rattling down your number

“Slower please....” Jenni said as she punched the numbers into her phone

Keira repeated your number slower as you plopped down into the sand next to Alexia leaning your head on her shoulder

“What's going on, Cariño” the blonde asked softly as she took your bad wrist in her hands massaging it carefully

“Thank you for being so pretty” you sighed out pretending to fall asleep on her shoulder

Alexia chuckled lowly but shrugged the shoulder your head occupied “waking you up”

“Non of that... you of all people shouldn't fall asleep in the sun – you want to go over to Keira?” she asked you softly as you nodded and grunted in agreement

“Keira... pick your child up” Alexia yelled again but smiled over to the Englishwoman

“MY child?? If she was mine she wouldn't be here right now, she would be home asleep... she's high as fuck, she isn't used to the barcalonean sun AND the responsible adult is drinking sangria at the beach bar feeling up her girlfriend” Keira answered as she pushed herself up on her elbows raising an eyebrow

Her comment made you eyes pop open as your head flew in the direction of your sister seeing that Keira was right and Lucy indeed was feeling up Ona even tho it was very subtle. You immediately started to heave and Alexia really thought you needed to vomit jumping into action trying to get you some shade by throwing a towel over your head which caused Keira to burst out laughing as she made her way over to you

“Come on Bitsy... some shade will do you some good” she gently said as she pulled you up

“She scarred me again... and the whole public” you whine from underneath your (Alexias) towel

“I know...” the blond Englishwoman said sympathically “... and your phone rang”

You smirked victorious under your towel but threw a “Georgia?” in to keep the charade up

“No... a spanish number” Keira said softly

“I don't know anyone in Spain” you said confuses as you felt Keira sitting you down in the shade of her beach umbrella

“Did you really pulled all that off for Jenni Hermosos number?” Keira whispered and pushed a water bottle into your hand

“Hell yeah” you grinned back the towel now around your neck

“Why for good heavens” the blonde asked outraged

“Lucy said if I can get her number in my current not state she'll let me drive her Cupra in the Camp Nope parking lot” you put your head on your knees but Keira could hear your smirk

“She doesn't know what Millie, Rachel and Jill got you for your birthday, does she?” now Keira was smirking as well knowing fully well what the three Lionesses got you since she was asked if she wants to chip in

“Hell to the no” you smirked you head laying on your knees pretending to keep deep calming breaths

“She's in for a lovely surprise then... but in all seriousness now Bitsy... are you feeling okay?” Keira smiled but you could tell she cares

“Yeah...” you lifted your head slightly to shoot her a small smile

“No dizziness or lightheaded?” the blonde checked again

“No... but the water was nice... thank you” you answered honestly

“No problem Bitsy... for how long do you plan on keeping this going?” Keira asked as she got comfortable on her towel again

“At least till Mapí bought me my ice cream” you grinned

“Then lay down... Alexia is still watching you... you really wormed your way into her heart” Keira closed her eyes relaxing

“But laying down is boring” you huffed

“Laying down is relaxing... which I try to do – relax... so relax too” the blonde told you and you knew it wasn't an offer

You shuffled forward to the edge of your towel thinking about how you could get away from Keira to investigate what Mapí and her friends were doing as you heard a throat clearing behind you. You huffed annoyed but shuffled back until you were at the same height as Keiras shoulders as she smiled slightly

“Thank you” she said sweetly her eyes still closed

“Sometimes it's really annoying you know... I don't even know how you do it – your eyes are closed” you grumbled

“Call it motherly instinct” the Englishwoman grinned not even bothering to open her eyes and yet she knew exactly that you pulled a face “... or call it Bronze proved”

“You suck” you huffed again

“Whatever makes you feel better Bitsy... and now be good and let me relax – please” the blonde smirked before sighing out deeply

After about five minutes you noticed Keiras breathing evening out and you tried to carefully bolt again only to be hold back by a warned “Bitsy” and you swore under your breath. Your mood increase significantly as you saw Mapí making her way over, Patri and Pina hot on her heels. She stopped right in front of Keira and you her hands folded behind her back a ashamed look on her face as she cleared her throat repeatedly. With an annoyed sigh Keira opened one eye looking expectantly at Mapí

“Qué??” she asked irritated

“Can Baby Bronze come and play with us? Ingrid said she'll watch that nothing happens” Mapí looked like a 10 year old who’s scared of her best friends mom which made you chuckle knowing first hand that Keira can in fact get very scary

“No” was the short answers before the blonde closed her eyes again

“Keira por favor” Mapí started to beg “We promise we look after her”

“That's nice... and who's looking after you?” Keira asked slowly giving up on her plan of an afternoon with just relaxing sleep

“Ingrid” the blonde spaniard answered quickly as Keira raised an eyebrow looking at the Norwegian

“Pleeeaaaase Kei” you begged lulling the plead “so boring here”

“María León... if you bring her back with just a hair out of place I WILL have your ass” Keira pointed threatening at Mapí nodding her head towards you as a sign for you that you can go

You quickly scrambled away holding on to Mapí for leverage as she grabbed you securely around your waist “dragging” you away

“I love you colorbook spaniard” you slurred happily “Thank you for saving me from the boring death”

“Ningún problema niñita” Mapí whispered grinning

“Ninja what?” you slurred looking at her confused

“No problem” the blonde repeated in english as she dragged you past her girlfriend who slept soundly in the beautiful afternoon sun in Barcelona

“You said she'll look after us” you stumbled next to Maps who just shushed you while Pina and Patri chuckled quietly

“The mean Englishwoman would have never let you go if she'd known Ingrid was sleeping” Mapí grinned

“I like you colorbook spaniard” you grinned “You're cool”

“Told you I'm her favorite” the blonde grinned to her young teammates

“We want a spaniard name too” Patri said in her broken english making you stop dead in your tracks

“And you are who?” you asked confused looking at Mapí for explanation

“This is Patri...” the blonde pulled the bigger one closer and continued “.. and this is Pina”

“You look scaring” you mumbled pushing yourself more into Mapí looking at Patri

“I'm very nice, I promise” Patri said quickly smiling at you and Pina nodded behind her

“Which one were you?” you asked again smiling internally at their falling faces

“Patri... Patricia Guijarro... Patri” the taller one said her look at you with hopes in her eyes as you started to giggle

“Bond... James Bond... Bond” you giggled at your own joke

“Come on Baby Bronze... I wanted to show you something” Mapí interrupted your giggling as she pulled you along past your slightly tipsy sister (she really was just slightly tipsy since she had training the next day) who didn't said anything thinking if Keira let you go it would be okay for you to hang out with the “Trio of Trouble” as the older Barca player named them.

“Have you ever rode a jet ski niñita?” Mapí smirked mischievously

“Uh jet ski” Pina clapped her hands happily

“Jet what?” you asked confused even if you knew fully well what jet skies are

“It's like a motorcycle – just for the water....” Pina explained smiling excitedly

“Water?” you smiled happy

“Yeah... driving motorbike on water... it's so much fun” Patri said her grin widen

“I want that” you couldn't stop grinning swaying as Mapí shortly let go of your waist

“Do we really think that's a good idea? If she dies we're dead” Pina now asked a little concerned as she saw your swaying form

“Why would she die? You can swim, right?” the blonde spaniard asked you

“I can... Jordan Nobbs can't... 31% of english people can't swim... that's why we live on an Isle – so we don't flee and succeed in world domination” you slurred smirking

“Oooookay...” Patri said only understanding half of what you said “... maybe she shouldn't ride on her own...”

“Meeh... she'll be fine” Mapí waved off as she strapped a life jacket around you “See... I make sure she's save”

You quickly got a run down of how everything works by the guy who's renting out the jet skies and after taking some pictures with the three Barca girls he send you happily on your way. You climbed on your own jet ski needing a minute to get used to the feeling of the heavy vehicle under you but a encouraging smile from Mapí and with Patri and Pina flanking you you carefully started the engine and slowly drove out of the small bay into the open sea. You quickly found acceleration and off you went once you were steady enough with the balance. Mapí, Pina and Patri laughed loudly as they followed you cheering you on while you got more and more fun out of it cutting turns and even starting a game of tag with the three other women. Unknowns to the four of you half the beach was in distress as Keira decided to go over to Ingrid after she couldn't locate you and the other three women just to find Ingrid fast asleep. It was a no brainer that Keira cursed first at Mapí then at herself for not double checking with the Norwegian. So of course hearing Keira of all people swear loudly peaked the interest of several older players such as Alexia, Jenni, Ingrid, Marta, Ona and last but not least Lucy.

“What happened?” Lucy asked her fellow english teammate as she saw Keira in pure distress

“They are gone” the blonde answered through gritted teeth

“Who?” your sister asked again confused

“y/n and the trio of trouble... Mapí came over asked if y/n could come play with them and that Ingrid would have an eye on them... now they're gone” Keira explained quickly looking around the beach

“I'm sorry... I really had no idea” Ingrid apologized over and over again

“No one is blaming you, Ings... It's my own fault” Keira reassured the Norwegian smiling slightly “I should have double checked”

“I'm going to let them run laps until they can't walk for a week” Alexia seethed as Jenni chuckled beside her

“What's so funny, Hermoso??” the blonde snapped at Jenni

“Nothing Capi... just the fact that you actually need to find them first” the black haired spaniard grinned having spotted you a little over two miles out in the open sea

“I'm pretty sure I have the dino-harness laying around somewhere” your sister mumbled trying to find just a small trace of you

Jenni loudly cleared her throat getting everyones attention

“What??” Alexia growled at the black haired one

“This sexy spaniard found your missing children” Jenni grinned pointing at herself proudly

“Oh really” her blonde companion said sarcastically “Please do enlighten us”

Jenni just pointed out to the sea where you just jumped over a small wave that was created by Pinas jet ski

“I... I... I... I can't believe what I'm seeing” Alexia stuttered out as she watched in horror (like everyone else except for Jenni who can't contain her grin) as you cut a corner dangerously close to Patri

Ingrid was the first who recovered from the initial shock springing into action by whistling loudly knowing Mapí would hear it loud and clear. Just as she thought she saw the head of her girlfriend snap into the direction of the beach and even with the distance she could see how Mapís face turned white like a wall.

“We're in trouble” Mapí said out on the open sea as you and the other two spaniards stopped next to her “they discovered sooner than I thought that we were gone...”

“We... could just stay here?” Patri shrugged her shoulders “... there’s enough to eat” she said looking down into the deep water

You couldn't contain your loud laughter which carried all the way to the beach where it got reconized by Lucy and Keira immediately

“I swear Ingrid if my sister gets eaten by a shark I'll break your girlfriends legs” Lucy threatened the poor Norwegian

“You'd have to get in line for that” the normally so contained Scandinavian grumbled back “I can tell you who will sleep on the couch for the foreseeable future”

“Lucy... do you hear that?” Keira suddenly said shutting her ex up successfully

“What?” your sister asked confused

“She's laughing... Bitsy is laughing... a REAL laugh...” the blonde said looking back out to find you having your head thrown back laughing wholeheartly “I haven't heard that for a long time”

“You're right... I think the last time I heard a laugh like that was when she was... 11? 12?” Lucy said stunned

“As much as it pains me to say... but Alexia” Keira turned towards her captain and friend

“Sí?” the Catalonian woman asked raising an eyebrow

“No punishment for the trio of trouble... you can't punish them for making her laugh like this... please” the blonde Englishwoman pleaded with her captain

“I can't let them get away with something like this” Alexia got a little fed up

“Just this once... Please capi” now your sister spoke up as well “I swear they did more for y/n than Keira, me or anyone in the last five years... I haven't heard her laugh like this since...” your sister stopped herself from spilling details of your injuries knowing your very insecure about them

“Since her injury?” Alexia checked if she understood it right

“Yeah... how did you know?” Lucy asked after nodding

“Please... I'm just coming back from an ACL... I recognize an ACL scar if I see one” the blonde rolled her eyes “But... left AND right?”

“Once left, twice right.... she hasn't be the same since... she pretends but she's not the same...” Keira answered instead of Lucy who keeps an eye on you

“Care to explain” Jenni now speaks up getting interested

“Not a lot to explain... she won't talk to anyone about it... we tried to get her to talk to us.. or to a therapist since we thought it might be easier for her to speak to a stranger but no... she just wouldn't open up... she just pretends to be happy and everything is fine but if you knew her from when she was younger she's a completely different person” Keira said her voice a slight sad undertone

“Should we try? We're not strangers but also not close enough for her to consider us family” Jenni offered

“No... it won't be no use... Luce and I accepted a long time ago that if she wants to talk she'll find the right person and just starts talking... maybe that's one of us maybe that's someone completely random... as long as she talks to someone” the blonde Englishwoman said shooting Jenni a thankful smile for her offer

“Okay... but here's the question... how will we get them back here... on safe land?” Ona asked a little concerned for your safety

“Oh let me help you with that” Ingrid smirked whistling again even louder knowing her girlfriend will get the warning

“That was Ingrids last warning whistle” Mapí shivered on her jet ski knowing if they won't go back to the beach now they would all be one head shorter once her girlfriend will get a hand on them

“Your girlfriend has a last warning whistle?” you raised a brow at the blonde spaniard

“Yeah... when she whistles like that... it means last warning or serious trouble” the blonde said

“Why does she have something like this?” you ask getting even more confused

“I may or may not cause trouble sometimes...” she grinned at you sheepishly

“... so... we go back?” you asked looking at your three new friends

“Yeah we better... when Ingrid is mad it's nearly as bad as when Alexia is mad” Pina said in a small voice

“Then let's do it with style since they won't let us get away together ever again” you shrugged your shoulders smiling

The other three grinned back at you before following you back to the beach as you pushed the jet ski to it's limits

You let your jet ski skillfully slide onto the sand back on the beach looking around confused as the other three followed your lead

“What's wrong, niñita?” Mapí asked happily as she got of her vehicle

“I just wondered... I expected a angry mop with pitchforks and torches” you raised an eyebrow looking around to find your sister and her girlfriend still at the booth sipping on her Sangria “Maybe I'm just paranoid” you shrugged your shoulders

The four of went inside the little shop that rented out the jet skis giving back your life jackets and the three players were nice enough to take some pictures with the staff which you happily took since you didn't want to appear on any of them anyway. All of you said your goodbyes and stepped back out in the sunshine. A little nagging feeling in the back of your head didn't let you get any peace. You realized a split second too late that you stepped right into Keiras trap which caused you to stop walking as Mapí, Patri and Pina walked straight into to

“TRAP” you screeched trying to push back against Mapí but it was too late.

You felt your ear getting gripped in a dead grip as you get pulled down a little bit and immediately you knew it was Keira. In the corner of your eye you could see Ingrid gripping Mapís neck tightly while Alexia had Pina and Patris ears in her grip.

“This time you definitely went overboard Bitsy” the Englishwoman growled at you and you knew you were in some serious trouble.

The other three of your companions already got yelled at in spanish by their captain still all held in place but Alexia handed Pina and Patri off to Marta.

“Damn... she seems arrogated” you looked at Alexia shocked as you could spot a vein popping on her neck

“With me” Keira just said as she pulled on your ear

“Ow ow ow ow ow...” you whined stumbling after the blonde

“Sit” the blonde said strictly as she pulled you past Lucy and Ona pointing to her towel

You knew better than to piss her off even more so you plopped down on the towel seeing your sister already approaching

“Did you hit your head?” Keira asked surprisingly very calmly

“Ehrm... no?” you shook your head confused

“Did you drink?” the blonde ignored your confused face

“No?” you answered carefully

“Do you do drugs?” the Englishwoman kept on asking question after question

“Again... no... nothing other than the painkillers Ona pulled off for me” you said not knowing what answer Keira was after

“Did you smoke weed?” Keira asked again too calm for your liking

“Tried it once... not for me” you answered truthfully

“THEN WHAT IN BLOODY HELL POSSESSED YOU TO GET ON A JET SKI?????” Keira exploded in your face

“Ah... there it is” you deadpanned before looking at her “I didn't knew... Mapí pulled me along, threw me in a life jacket and sat me on the machine of funnies”

“You are capable of saying no aren't you... you have a fucked up wrist, you are on painkillers that would probably send an elephant tumble over and you think it's a GRAND idea to jump on a jet ski doing hopps and flopps in the open sea... you aren't the best swimmer y/n..” Keira went full on mom rant on your ass – for her to call you your name... that was bad.

“That's what the life jacket is for” you defended yourself “so I wouldn't drown”

“DON'T you dare go all smartass on me... you are grounded” Keira put her foot down “And before you start to whine and throw a tantrum I'll let you have the afternoon here at the beach but after that your ass comes home with me and you'll stay in my eyesight all the damn time”

“That's not fair... Mapí is still allowed to play next game and tweedledee and tweedledumb are also not grounded... and... tweedledee I think even suggested we stay out there... but I said we should go back” you rambled trying to reason with the Englishwoman

“Look at me” Keira said softly waiting until you met her eye before continuing “Do I look like I care?”

You groaned defeated as you turned to your sister “Luuuuccyyyy” you whined

“Oh no... I learned pretty early NOT to get involved when Keira is pissed” she held up her hands in surrender

“You know Bitsy.. I can always send you home with Lucy” Keira smirked evilly

“No... no... I'm happy to be grounded at your place” you smiled fake your eyes wide in shock remembering what Keira told you early

“Mhm... thought so... now you go over to Alexia and apologize for causing trouble” the Englishwoman nodded

“But I for once didn't do anything” you whined

“You caused that woman nearly a heart attack” Keira shot back “Off you scramble...”

“But...” you started just to get interrupted by Kei

“Off” she said with insistence

You grumbled under your breath but pushed yourself off the ground walking over to Alexia who was on the phone. You waited patiently not wanting to interrupt the call until the blonde spaniard raised an eyebrow at you

“Sí?” she looked at you expectantly

“I came to apologize” you mumbled suddenly feeling shy

“Un momento” Alexia said holding up a finger telling you to wait before returning to her call

You started to kick the sand a little after about three minutes getting bored. After two more minutes you sighed loudly but got ignored by the Barca Captain. One more minute and you started to whine. With a huff Alexia turned to you

“Didn't I tell you to wait?” she asked sternly

“Waiting is boring” you whined

“You are 16 not 3” the blonde said severe “You wait”

You whined loudly and desperately now REALLY felling like a small kid.

“Why did that sound like a Bronze whine?” it suddenly spoke out of Alexias phone

“It was a Bronze...” the blonde spaniard looked confused at her phone “How did YOU hear that?”

There was a loud laugh from the phone and Alexia angled the phone so you could make out a friendly looking face with dark brown hair and a kind smile

“There... the small Bronze” Alexia said apparently showing her friend how she makes you wait till they're done with whatever they're discussing

“Hola BB” the other woman smiled

“Leila” you shrieked happily basically falling on top of Alexia trying to get to her phone.

You now laid half on top of the Barca captain smiling happily into the phone where you could see one of your closest friends – actually she was more of another sister to you – Leila Ouahabi.

“You causing havoc in Barcelona BB?” she asked laughing as she saw how Alexia tried to firstly push you off her and secondly getting her phone back

“Yes ma'am” you grinned proudly

“Good girl” Leila praised you her smirk radiant

“Leila!” Alexia scolded “Don't encourage her... she's worse enough without your praising her”

“Oh Capi... you've seen nothing yet...” the brown haired woman laughed amused

“I've seen enough” the blonde grumbled “Can I please have MY phone back?”

“I swear Lei... there wasn't even blood” you said honestly ignoring Alexia

“Good girl” Leila praised you again looking impressed

“Blood??” Alexia asked shocked and bewildered at the same time

“Mostly it's not mine” you hold your hands up in surrender

“Ay dios mio” the blonde sighed

“Who is this mio... you mention him a lot today?” you asked confused and Leila barked out a laugh

“It means “my God” BB... like... we would say “Jesus fuck”...” the brown haired spaniard explained laughing

“Ah... makes sense... somehow... I thought it was her brother or something” you shrugged your shoulders

“How do you two know each other anyway?” Alexia asked now realizing that she never introduced you

“She plays for City” you said in a “Duh” voice

“She's a Bronze” Leila said in the same voice

“Manchester is my Home base... of course I know all the players of both clubs... my sister played there... her girlfriend – past and present – played for Manchester, MY girlfriend played for city... Hempo, ChloChlo, Steph, Ellie and Lexi play for City... of course I know Leila... how do YOU know her” you looked at her incredulously

“She's spanish... I'm spanish... we both play football... take a guess how I know her” Alexia rolled her eyes

“One night stand?” you smiled innocently which caused Leila to burst out laughing again

“Alexia wishes” she pressed out laughing as she stroke away the tears that formed in her eyes from laughing

“¿disculpe?” the blonde exclaimed loudly

“Dislocate yourself” you huffed

“God BB... you really are something” Leila couldn't stop laughing even more so when you started to comment on the spanish language knowing you like to do that when you didn't know said language

“Okay that's enough... what did you want earlier?” Alexia interrupted your interaction with her teammate

“Oh yeah... sorry for causing trouble even if it wasn't my fault... it was the colorbook spaniard and tweedledee and tweedledumb” you shrugged your shoulders again

“Colorbook spaniard?” Leila looked confused

“Lucy overdosed me yesterday and apparently I handed out spaniard names like they were coupons” you rolled your eyes “Uh... you want a spaniard name too?”

“We'll talk about it when you're back home?” the brown haired woman asked and you nodded smiling “Then go on,... give me a... what was it?”

“A spaniard name... and I have the perfect one... with the drugged power invested in me from this day on you shall be named... gorgeous spaniard” you said festively

“I mean... I AM gorgeous...” Leila grinned “... but I still don't get it”

“Oh every important spaniard I met got a spaniard name... this one here has one too” you grinned cheekily at Alexia

“Really? Do tell Capi” Leila teased

“No” Alexia grumbled “Knowing you you will spread it through national team and I'll never get rid of it again... just like La Reina”

“YOU named her La Reina...??” you asked Leila shocked

“No... but I found it online and made sure every team member called her that” she grinned widely

“I don't see the issue here... pretty spaniard” you smirked wickedly

“Pretty spaniard?!” the brown haired woman picked up on your nickname for Alexia immediately as said woman just groaned and rolled her eyes

“She's pretty...” you looked at the blonde innocently

“Don't let your girlfriend hear that” Leila smirked

“Oh she knows... she actually congratulated me for coming up with such fitting spaniard names even when being high as a kite...” you nodded proudly

“You two are really made for each other” the brown haired woman chuckled

“Funny... Kei said exactly the same” you mused “But yeah... sorry for causing trouble which wasn't my fault” you directed to Alexia

“You still owe me Laps...” the blonde said “... you just added more to that”

“Waaaaaaaiiiit a second... I don't owe you laps” you exclaimed

“Oh but you do... did you forget what happened first time we met?” Alexia responded calmly

“Oh BB... did you hit on her? She doesn't like that” Leila threw in chuckling

“I didn't.... did I?” you questioned yourself thinking about your first meeting before repeating “No... no I didn't”

“You swear at a guy who was twice your size” the blonde rolled her eyes “Because you said something very very bad”

“Oh yeah... but you never mentioned laps... you let Mapí do laps.... and Lucy....” you said as a matter of fact

“I thought it was obvious” Alexia looked at you like you grew a second head

“Yeah no... I'm not really made for running anymore” you waved off as Leila snorted loudly “Hm??” you looked at her

“You ran pretty fast when you stole Jill Roords last waffle thingy...” Leila snorted

“Short sprints are okay... a million laps with la reina here up my ass – not so much... and this stroopwaffle was delicious” you said insistent

“She'll make you run those laps BB... I know her long enough...” Leila said honestly

“I mean... she can try” you shrugged your right shoulder

“She can hear you... both of you” Alexia raised an eyebrow challenging

“Love you pretty spaniard” you grinned at her

“Yep... same... pretty spaniard” the brown haired woman grinned as well

“Okay... you” the blonde looked at you “... back to Keira... and you” now she looked at her phone “... we see us at Camp... you better pack the comfortable cleats... you'll wear them a lot running laps for me”

“Love you gorgeous spaniard” you yelled out after you pushed yourself off Alexia into a standing position

“Love you BB... text me later” you heard Leilas voice as you started to return to Keira

“M back” you said carefully not knowing if she's still angry at you

“I can see that” the Englishwoman replied dryly

“Kei come on... I'm sorry... I really am... but it was so much fun” you begged and whined knowing your best shot would be a perfect placed whine

“Not this time y/n” Keira responded neutral

THIS was the moment you realized that you are in real deep shit. Keira nearly never used your real name – ever. So for her to call you your actual name was bad.

“Kei...” you whispered sadly

“Gosh y/n... I already saw you drowning... and I couldn't do anything” the blonde said desperately “You just can't pull shit like this”

Okay... Keira swearing was even worse than using your name

“I... I... I... I didn't think” you stuttered out taken aback

“That's the problem... you never think... I love you.. I do... I would give my life for you because you are so SO important to me y/n... but you need to start and USE that brilliant brain of yours” Keira said firmly

“I'm sorry” you mumbled hanging your head low feeling ashamed of yourself

“I know you are... but fuck Bitsy... I was so scared” she sighed as she saw how you beat yourself up for it “I don't know what Patri said that caused you to laugh – really laugh and I'll be forever grateful to her that she did it because I haven't heard that sound in over three years but you really can't just fuck off on a jet ski... you can't Bitsy... you never swam in the Sea... you could have...”

“Kei...” you said in a low voice and as you look up you could see tears in Keiras eyes

You didn't know what to do – Keira was always your rock. She held you when you cried, helped you when you needed help, advise you when you needed advise and now you caused her so much pain.

“Can... can I hug you?” you asked carefully not knowing if Keira would want it

“Come here Bitsy” she said calmly as she opened her arms

You quickly shuffled over to her and threw yourself into her arms

“I'm so sorry Kei... I promise I try to never do stupid things ever again” you mumbled against the blondes shoulder squeezing her as tight as you could

“We both know that's a lie” the Englishwoman chuckled and pressed a kiss to your forehead “Just try to be more careful Bitsy.. that would be enough for a start”

“I promise” you mumbled

“Good...” Keira sighed out “... you ready to go home?”

“Can we have shepherds pie?” you asked hopefully

“If you can forgo cheddar... it's basically impossible to get cheddar here...” the blonde smiled as you asked for your comfort food

“Eeh... as long there's cheese...” you shrugged your shoulders as you started to throw all of Keiras stuff into her bag

“Eager much Bitsy” Keira chuckled

“Yes... I'm hungry and I just saw my sister playing tonsil hockey with the friendly spaniard... we need to leave” you answered quickly and threw stuff quicker into the bag – sand included

“At least it's the friendly spaniard and not the pretty or sexy one, hm?” Keira smirked as you stopped your “packing” for a second before starting to dry heave

When you were done packing Keiras stuff (and half of the beach) you quickly pulled her up and started to flee the beach without looking back to afraid to see things you never EVER wanted to see – again.

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Hi jenny. I wanted to request if you could please do reader with the personality of april O'Neil from rise tmnt as mark grayson girlfriend . April O'Neil's powers primarily revolve around her enhanced psychic abilities and telekinetic skills, often stemming from her connection with the Aon crystal. These powers include the ability to sense danger, track telepathically, and even manifest telekinesis

Mystic energy manipulation: April wields a baseball bat imbued with mystic energy, magnifying the power behind her strikes when activated..

I just really live this April's personality since she's just a all around amazing and funny person to be around. She's just much better in personality compared to 2012 april but not to fully downgrade 2012 april.

Sort of just asking for dating headcanons and how they match each other's vibe together.

Ooo this looks fun! Thank you for the request beautiful! I'm sorry this took so long, I'm attempting to balance everything in my life rn. I appreciate your patience sooo much! I used to love TMNT growing up but grew out of cartoons by the time ROTTMNT came out. But it's been on my watch list for a while now!

Mark Grayson x Black! Superpowered! Reader

Warnings: mention of y'all arguing but nothing serious, just fluff and good vibes!

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🐢 Mark loves him some you, just like you love you some him.

🐢You two balance each other out. You're high energy, always on the go and full of life. Mark is on the calmer end. He's more likely to just sit quietly, give a few verbal warnings until he feels there's no more time for warnings

🐢You two are down for any and everything though. Usually your idea, such as going on a random road trip or seeing how much food you could hold in your mouths at one time

🐢"Babe I feel funny" Gf x "I told you not to eat that shit" Bf

🐢You bring a certain flavor to life that Mark had no clue he was missing out on

🐢 You do have a certain time when nonsense stops. Such as late at night, when Mark gets a random burst of energy but you're trying to sleep

"Babe do you ever think about the fact that there's a universe where I'm a girl and you're a man? Would it make it gay if I was still attracted to you in any universe? I mean I'd love you no matter what but-"

"Shut the fuck up!"

🐢Before you roll over and go back to sleep.

🐢Mark is the type of boyfriend to do anything for you. But he has a bad habit of using gifts instead of discussing feelings. You want to discuss him misplacing your bat again when you've told him multiple times that you can't get another one. Mark wants to give you a box of fancy chocolates from Switzerland and leave it at that

🐢Eventually he does get the hang of discussing feelings with you. He just can't help it, his dad very rarely said more about his feelings than 'I feel angry'/'I feel angry because I'm hungry'

🐢And with everything he's seen and done, he doesn't feel like he deserves to be vulnerable, sometimes he feels like the pain in his heart is a good motivator to save others

🐢You firmly disagree, always telling Mark that he's a good man. He helps from the kindness of his heart, not because of guilt. He deserves to be happy, you tell him that while kissing all over his face and nuzzling against his bruised skin.

🐢You have bad habits too. Getting trapped inside of your own head sometimes, rendering you unable to see when you're hurting the person you love. Mark has to sit you down sometimes and explain.

🐢You're very creative but sometimes you feel like you don't know yourself. So, you end up trying to explore yourself more, and sometimes it leads to you neglecting yourself and relationships

"I'm feeling hurt, it's like you don't want to spend any time with me. I understand you are trying to find yourself but there are better ways to go about it. I love you no matter what, I just need you to remember me while you're looking for you."

🐢You also don't like to hear when you're wrong, it shakes your sense of self just a bit

"That's not true! I just...okay. Maybe I have been a little bit out of sorts lately. I'm sorry baby."

🐢You two are still a loving couple regardless of the few flaws in the relationship

🐢You two like to pull pranks on each other, but it came to an end after Mark accidentally pelted his mom in the face with a shaving cream balloon

🐢Debbie loves you two, she loves seeing her son smile again but she doesn't love getting shaving cream in her mouth and hair after a hard day at work.

🐢You're both still in disagreement on whose fault that was.

"You know I can literally sense danger! It is not my fault, all I did was duck. Besides, why would you throw that with your mom standing so close to me?" You argued playfully while Mark massaged your foot.

"We were in more danger from my mom after that. Plus, how was I supposed to know you'd duck so quick?" He scoffed, dropping your foot. You playfully extended your foot to poke him while he evaded.

"No, you were in more danger from your mom. I took my black ass home."

🐢Mark worries about you in battle. Yes, you're strong, you can handle yourself. But he also doesn't love the idea of your greatest weapon being a baseball bat. He'd rather you had something that could do more damage. Like a gun. He'd feel a lot better about you fighting if you had a gun.

🐢Lowkey a skeptic, he knows you have strong aura and understands that you cover that bat in psychic energy that makes it stronger. But he still worries. He literally takes that thing from you sometimes out of teasing boredom.

🐢He also worries about your attachment to that thing. You even named it Theressa. He understands that an old friend gifted it to you. You'd told him about your friend Donnie before, but Mark one time caught you napping with the bat tucked in next to you. He understands it's important to you but his brain couldn't understand for a while. But Mark loves you, so what's important to you is important to him

🐢He's suggested better weapons to you before

"Mark, I'm not using a gun." You laughed, pushing the catalog away from you.

"Okay, but -and just hear me out on this one- you did use the gun. And you shot bad guys. You could even cover the bullets in your energy!" He suggested, pushing the magazine back to you.

"You want me to use a weapon I can literally get off Amazon? Oh no honey, I'm too cool for that. I'm original. Me and Teetee have been through too much." Then you shoved a pretzel in his mouth to cease his talking.

🐢He has his doubts about how strong that thing it until he took a hit from it one day.

🐢 He literally got knocked into your fight one day and crashed into the next victim of your mighty swing. Mark pushed the alien creature out of your way and the next thing he knew he was waking up in the hospital. The last thing he saw was a streak of green light as your bat cut through the sky like a knife, the look of terror in your eyes, and the splintered wood flying into his face.

🐢You explained what happened through sobs of relief and guilt once he came too.

"You got caught in one of my hits. I saw you at the last moment and turned the power down, it was too late to stop the swing. I'm sorry." You sobbed.

Mark patted your hair; you laid on the bed and hugged him. Your head rested on his chest while Mark's entire face throbbed. The bridge of his nose pulsed, and he was certain he felt a splinter stuck in his face. If that was a hit with the power turned down, Mark was literally never going to stress about you again. His face hurt for two days afterwards.

"You slumped over completely, I thought I killed you!" You wailed and Mark conjured a laugh from the depths of his stomach.

🐢From there, Mark never ever doubted you or Teetee again.

🐢You guys share music together. You put him onto H.E.R, Mark introduced you to Mac De Marco.

🐢You guys go to concerts together when you can, it's special for you two.

🐢Most people don't expect you two to be a couple. You're vibrant, always the center of the room, at any party you could be found dancing. Mark was quieter. Likely to be fast asleep at home, or really just minding his business.

🐢His quietness is deceptive; the man is a terror. He'll stick his tongue in your water bottle. He'll hide your car keys. He'll sit on you. He'll tickle you until you tap out. He'll pretend to be asleep when you're asking him to get you something

🐢But you ultimately couldn't have asked for a better man. Mark does anything to make you happy. He vibes with your creativity and follows you. You sometimes get frustrated and decide to do things on your own, but Mark is right there beside you.

🐢He always lets you know he loves and appreciates you.

"Do you know that I love you and would've gone crazy without you by now?" He asked, while you cradled his face between your hands. Your glasses shifted down before you pushed them back up on your face. You were bandaging him up one night, not too out of the ordinary.

A soft grin spread over your features, while you pressed a soft kiss to his forehead.

"I know baby. I love you too."

🐢Mark loves your fearless nature, but he's not the type of guy to play around with shit you're scared off. Like if your deathly afraid of clowns or some shit, he's never going to jump out dressed as one. He takes your boundaries very serious, he'd never want to upset you

🐢If you of all people are scared then it's for a reason. He knows his girl, he's not going to push you into something that scares you

🐢At first, like when Mark first got powers you were both hella friendly, Mark was always willing to go help. After the whole thing with Titus though, he doesn't accept people who just come up to him for help

🐢Battle Beast knocked the mario coins out of you two, you can laugh about it now, but Mark still feels immense guilt when he sees the scar on your stomach from you getting slammed into a piece of rubble

🐢You always make him laugh during serious moments. Like when you both tried out for the Gaurdians and you were watching a battle. The two heroes fighting seemed to have some serious history, it was looking like they were gonna kill each other. Everyone was watching on edge. Then you said "damn!" at a particular hit and Mark had to stand there and try not to laugh

🐢You felt so guilty too, literally lowering your head/fighting laughter at the same time.

🐢Mark made fun of you on the flight home though.

"All of us standing there, but only my girlfriend has to make a comment."

"Man look, I didn't expect her to kick that other girl in the coochie. I don't know what you expected from me." You defended through laughter while he tightened his grip to keep you from falling

🐢You two don't fight often, but when you do it's bad. You don't want to be around him, you don't want to see him, you don't even want to think about him. You're angry and you need some space.

🐢Mark gets uncharacteristically desperate to the point that it just pisses you off more. He's terrified you're going to leave him. He begs you to talk to him, to just look at him, even just remember he's alive.

🐢You need space, Mark is petrified of that space, so he sometimes forgets to leave you be sometimes. He wants it fixed now. You can't focus on fixing things when you're in the mood to toss him out of a window.

🐢Then you feel like you have to baby sit him through his emotions and like he's trying to control you, which you do not like. Mark is just scared though; he would never try to control you. One of the things he loves about you is how you march to the beat of your own drum

🐢You two eventually figure it out. You tell him 'listen, I need a few minutes to myself then we can talk about it. I am mad at you right now, yes. But it doesn't mean things are over.'

🐢And he listens patiently. You two are stronger after you two figure out how to manage your emotions.

🐢Mark the type of boyfriend to eat your cooking if you burned it. Or he would try, then he would come clean to you.

"I love you, but I can't force myself to eat this. Let's try making something else, okay?"

🐢Then he's rolling up his sleeves and chopping up onions with you to make some simple pasta. Isn't he just so dreamy?

🐢Overall, you and Mark balance each other out. You love each other, understand each other and work together to fix things.

🐢He loves how you inspire him to live life to the fullest, and you sometimes need someone to bring you back down to Earth because sometimes you go running headfirst into danger. There's no one better suited for each other than you two.

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