@apaise sent: ❛ how'd you two meet? ❜ (daisy to syd about mal👀)
to anyone who doesn't know daisy beyond the interviews and picture perfect instagram posts, they might think her question innocuous – simply catching up on what's new with the band. but syd does know better. she can easily spot how daisy's voice rises an octave when she's trying ( and failing ) to mask her annoyance.
" at a bar. " if she was a better person, she wouldn't take the bait. she wouldn't make daisy wait a full three seconds while she brings her glass to her lips before continuing. " she was playing on stage and i liked her music, " syd makes sure to employ her most detached tone, even shrugging for good measure. her jealousy rears its ugly head as she attempts to inflict the same pain on daisy – nevermind the part of her that wants to keep her closeness with mal a secret.
she's not sure what mal means to her exactly. but she'd rather daisy not find out about the less physical aspects of their relationship.
" we got to talking. turns out she was a fan of the band already. and she was looking for a new gig, we were looking for a new guitarist... " another deliberate pause, with eyes locked on daisy this time. can she feel the heartbreak accusation in her gaze? " it just kinda fell into place. lex liked her too, so she ended up joining a few days after. "
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kamala khan would have the most horrendous ao3 author's notes known to man
"hey guys sorry the update is late i switched places with an avenger (ajdgrhsh literally crying) and a really cool space scientist lady and then got into a fight and some alien dudes wrecked my house and then I met Nick fury and I was literal space it was crazy and I had to help save the universe and saw said scientist lady give up her life to save all of us... anyways hope you like the new fic, branching out with an arranged marriage au for this one!!!"
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i often see posts about soft and intimate aftercare towards subs, but ive always wanted to care for a dom after sex 🥹 wanna pull them closer to me, cup the side of their face and kiss their nose while reassuring them that i loved everything they did. wanna gently wipe away any tears that might form when they look at the marks they littered on my skin, all while making sure to tell them i think they look beautiful on me. wanna help them if dom drop ever happens, saying gentle affectionate praises to them and whispering sweet nothings if they wish for me to. wanna reassure them that i dont see them as a sexual object, that id still love them if they werent in the mood for sex, that theres so much more to love about them that isnt just them being my dom. wanna snuggle up with them under the covers once theyre feeling better and just fall asleep in each others arms, all while theres a little smile on my face knowing my dom trusts me to take care of them 🥹💜
(he/him, op is a gay man.)
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The wind blows their ghosts to the ground
line (loosely a translation of iliad 6.146-9) from memorial by alice oswald, embroidered onto a ginkgo leaf i found on the ground
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PapaaaAaaA it's your darling boy!
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