#so im always worried about losing my skill

[bigothteddies]

get to go waterskiing tomorrow! really nervous really excited everyone (silently) wish me luck!

[dantakeyoman]

I would reallyy love if you could write about how when the Sully family reaches the new tribe all of the Metkayina girls are trying really hard to get Neteyam to notice them (Cause you know he's the oldest, a good warrior and is gonna be a leader soon) but they dont know he already has a mate and the reader gets jealous. So neteyam has to comfort her and when she realizes she is being silly and has nothing to worry about...this one metkayina girl really pushes it....(im talking getting touchy with neteyam, always finding ways to get him alone and is rude to the reader) and she loses her absolute shit and you can decide what she does but i want it to be very possessive like behavior😏 sorry this is long😅

Metkayina Girls Start Falling At Neteyam's Feet and You, His Mate, Get Jealous (SFW)

Reader is Fem! Omaticaya

CW: a story of jealousy with aa twist, these girls are really shameless, Kiri and Lo'ak duo, sorry im posting so late, my stomach actually really hurts rn, but not writing for so long has been driving me crazy, anyway, enjoy <3 ( i barfed in my mouth a little bit writing some of this cringey shit )

"Humans?! That must've been so scary for you! What happened next?" Leyelu asked as she stretched, laying herself stomach-down in the sand in front of Neteyam, batting her eyelashes.

"Yeah, did you fight them? I'm sure you did, since you are such a strong warrior," Nayat smiled, scooching her seat closer to the boy.

"Um...well, I didn't-." "Impossible. I can imagine you swooping in and saving your family. All heroic-like," Srraza smirked, openly raking her eyes up and down Neteyam's body, not caring how uncomfortable he looked.

Their shameless display made you want to vomit, and possibly scream, at the same time.

There were a total of three girls. Leyelu, Nayat, and Srraza. And all were practically throwing themselves at Neteyam.

It had been about a week and some change since you and the Sullys arrived at Awa'atlu. And every day, without fail, these girls managed to tail Neteyam, following him and showering him in praise whenever they could.

You hadn't had not two seconds alone with him before one of them, or all three, came barging in with some fake excuse of a heavy basket they needed help lifting or a boat they needed help loading.

You knew Neteyam never entertained their advances, and were thankful for it.

But being his mate, you couldn't help but feel frustrated. (and maybe a little jealous)

"If you scowl any harder, it's going to become permanent," Kiri playfully warned, your face amusing her.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," you curtly answered, tearing your eyes away from the scene angrily.

"Yes. I'm fine is stretched tightly across your face right now," Lo'ak smirked from his spot in the sand, hands behind his head as he subathed.

"(y/n), I hope you know that Neteyam would never-." "I know," you sighed, already guessing what Kiri was going to say.

"I trust Neteyam completely. It's just-."

You couldn't finish the sentence. It was embarrassing.

"Just what?" Lo'ak asked, ears perking in intrigue.

"Give her a minute," Kiri shushed, smacking him in the arm, earning an annoyed ow! from the boy.

"It's not that I'm scared Neteyam will leave me. It is just...I don't see why he won't," you started, staring down at your feet in shame.

Kiri and Lo'ak both whipped their heads towards you in disbelief, their expressions contorting into ones of confusion.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Lo'ak asked, confused.

"Lo'ak!" Kiri scolded.

She was thinking the same thing, but he could've been a little easier on the delivery.

"Look at them," you sighed, holding out your hand to the girls, who were still fake listening to Neteyam's story.

"Leyelu's father is one of the best hunters in the clan, only second to Tonowari. Nayat's mother is incredibly skilled on the loom, who is now teaching Nayat everthing she knows. For Eywa's sake, Srraza is studying under Ronal to be a healer."

The brother ans sister's expressions slowly softened, the meaning behind your words now coming to light.

"You are the best dancer the Omaticaya have ever seen. And the best the Metkayina have seen, as well," Kiri tried to comfort, a warm smile on her face.

"Oh, yes, because dancing can help me hunt for food. And dancing can help me make clothes. Let's not forget, it can help me heal as well," you sarcastically agreed, snippy.

Kiri sighed.

She didn't take it to heart, not one bit. She understood your frustration.

"They all have spent their years learning skills that can be of use, be important. All I have to show for mine are a couple of dance moves."

Lo'ak looked like he wanted to say something, but decided against it until you were finished.

"And the best part of it is they are all gorgeous, the most sought after girls in this village. And I'm just...me."

Kiri felt her heart ache.

She had no idea you had been feeling this way this whole time.

She thought it was just a small case of jealousy. But it seemed to be much deeper than that.

"So, no. I'm not frustrated or scared of Neteyam leaving me. I am frustrated and scared because he has every reason to."

You turned back to the scene, only to see Leyelu resting her hands on Neteyam's chest, leaning into his face.

"Hey, Neteyam. Have you ever given thought to who could possibly be your mate?" she asked with a smirk, peering up at him through her beautiful eyelashes.

It was as if you didn't even exist.

"(y/n), wai-." But you ignored Kiri, abruptly standing up, not wanting to watch the scene any longer.

"Dammit, (y/n)! Sit down and look," Lo'ak groaned, roughly pulling you back down and turning your face to watch Neteyam.

"Do not touch me," Neteyam sternly ordered, grabbing the girl's wrists and pulling her hands of him, harshly.

"I know that you know I already have a mate. And you trying to make advances on me while knowing that is incredibly disrespectful."

The girls were giving him puppy dog eyes, as if that would guilt him into stopping.

It made you gag.

"I do not appreciate how you've been disregarding (y/n) this entire week. Especially when she has done nothing to you."

"That's exactly the point. She does nothing. She is just there with you. You two do not even act like mates," Srraza scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"That is true. I never see you two hug, or kiss, or embrace each other romantically at all," Nayat agreed.

"Because any time I get alone with her is interrupted by you three!" Neteyam exclaimed, annoyed.

His sudden burst shocked you.

You didn't know he felt this.

"I only get time to myself every once in a while, and I like to spend it with (y/n). But ever since I've gotten here, you three have used every mean under the sun to keep that from happening. For Eywa's sake, that was what I was on my way to do now before you all came along!"

"But why? She doesn't hunt, she doesn't loom, she doesn't heal, she can't even carry a tune. She's boring, plain. Why would you willingly want to spend time with her?" Leyelu asked, cocking an eyebrow s she crossed her arms.

Ouch.

"That's why you look like a dead fish, bitch!" Lo'ak loudly called, making you and Kiri die in snickers.

The girl whipped around, glaring daggers at the boy.

"Lo'ak!" Kiri tried to scold, but couldn't through her laughter.

"It's true! If her eyes were any farther apart, she'd be able to see the back of her head," he huffed.

You were his friend. And he didn't like people talking shit about you.

Meanwhile, Neteyam was using every ounce of his strength to not bare his teeth at the girl.

"I don't care about what she can't do. I love what she can. She's a phenomenal dancer, and has forgotten more moves than you three will ever learn. She's funny, she's kind, she's caring, the farthest thing from boring. And her beauty makes the three of you look like a patch wet sand. I am lucky to call her my mate, and if you all would excuse me, I'm going to spend the rest of the day with her," Neteyam angrily corrected, pushing past them and walking towards you.

And as he drew closer, you smiled, wider than you had in a while.

You felt foolish for thinking he could do better than you.

Especially after he just confessed that he believed he could do no better than you.

It made you feel happy, and loved, and secure in your relationship.

There was no one that could take your place because you were the place, and the only one who could ever be it.

And now knowing that fact, sent you over the moon.

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[abbyromanoff]

Hi! Can I request G!P natasha x R where Nat retired after they got married. However, Nat got a call from steve saying she's needed in the avengers and Nat says yes. She did not consider R's feelings and when she came back, she found out that R had a miscarriage due to stress. :(

I WISH I COULD SAY IM SORRY

PAIRINGS: Natasha Romanoff x reader

WORD COUNT: 1,538

WARNINGS: angst, kinda happy ending, stressful encounters, Nat being neglectful, pregnancies, miscarriages, think that’s all :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

“Y/N, we’ve talked about this,” Nat proclaimed with a sigh, and her gaze was unable to meet yours. Her voice was low, as if she was tired of the topic.

“No, you talked about it, I haven’t got to put my input on any of this! I am due in less than a month, and you want to fucking leave?” She threw her clothes loosely into her bag, and her eyes squeezed shut in irritation. She tied her hair up, removing it from her view while her body began to tense.

“I don’t have a choice, this is my job.”

“And I’m nothing? I’m your wife, Natasha, your wife. You decided to marry me, in sickness and in hell, you remember?”

“Of course, I remember-“

“No, no you don’t. Because you promised me, you promised in your vows that you would never leave my side, and you’re leaving? When I am carrying your child, you want to leave for a mission that anyone else could take?”

“It’s not that simple, my qualifications are required for this.”

“What about Tony, huh? He has a suit of armor, he has blasts that come out of his hand for fucks sake. Or Steve and Bucky, who have super soldier serum? Or Wanda, who has the power to defeat the entire world if she wants to. But you’re needed? You have fists and weapons, sure you have some of the best skills known to mankind, but they will always have more than you. They got lucky, Nat. You’re stuck with the skills you learned, and they have enchantments you don’t, they could easily do anything.” She bit her lip, and her head began swarming with your words. They were better than her, and they always would be. Even in your eyes, they were better.

“I’m needed, Y/N, and my job will always be more important than you are. I will see you in a week, goodbye.” She left without the words ‘I love you’ even leaving her, and you knew that was the end of this discussion, and possibly your relationship. You felt so idiotic, maybe you overreacted? Why would you say that? You knew she had more skills than her coworkers, you were just being selfish in asking if she could stay. You tried texting her apologies, but they went unread.

While you began your episode of sulking, Nat began hers of distraction. She felt so weak hearing you say it, and her insecurities began getting the best of her. Wanda and you had always been close, too close for her liking; but you always told her she had nothing to worry about, that she was simply just a friend and nothing more. But Wanda was stronger than her, she had the ability to defeat all of mankind, but Nat didn’t. Nat could barely even keep you happy, and she knew Wanda made you happier. Wanda was like your break, and your wife was the one making you need a break. And while that was nowhere near the truth in your mind, it was in hers.

The mission continued with little word from Nat, and the stress began taking over. You were filled with worry, and panic, and Nat wasn’t there to relieve that. No, she was the one causing it. You wanted to hate her, how could she leave you like this? But you didn’t just blame her, you blamed yourself. How could you be so stupid? How could you let your emotions get the best of you and belittle her strength when knowing that was her weak spot? You weren’t deserving of her, but that didn’t mean she had to leave you to rot alone.

The only hope you had was Nathan, the baby boy resting in your stomach. And you thought it would be impossible to lose him too, but when you woke with your sheets covered in blood, your crotch the same, you had a gut feeling that this was the last of it. Nat said she would always be here for you, but now she was gone, and you could only hope your child didn’t have the same fate. And while you wanted to have faith, you began picturing the hardships of losing him, and it caused your eyes to blur the entire ride to the hospital. It wasn’t far, and Wanda was on the phone the entire time to console you while ensuring she would be there as soon as possible, it felt as though seconds were hours, and days were months.

“I’m so scared, Wanda, I can’t lose my little boy.” Her heart shattered the worse your thoughts became, and she couldn’t deny that hers were beginning to stir as well.

“You’re not going to lose him, Y/N.”

“You don’t know that.” There was a small beat of silence before her wounded voice arrived once more.

“No, I don’t. But I want to believe it.”

“Nat, you need to get your ass home now. Y/N had to go into emergency labor, they didn’t allow me in but you need to man up and fucking get here already.” You were brought into surgery instantly, and they began performing a c-section in a desperate hope to save the child. Nat’s eyes widened when hearing the news, and in less than minutes she was stirring the Quinjet in your direction. It took less than an hour before she was there, and by the time she was, Wanda was no longer in the waiting room. She stormed in, lips failing to produce the words she wanted to say until Wanda stood, and Nat could tell by the look she gave that she wasn’t going to be receiving positive words.

“Where’s my boy?” Wanda looked down and gulped the tears back, wiping her cheek from the ones that chose to appear. “Where is Nathan, Wanda? Where’s my baby boy?” Tears of her own began to form, and she tried forcing them to stay at bay, but they quickly began streaming down her face.

“She had a miscarriage, The Doctor said all the stress got to her, and, uhm, the baby died, Natasha.” She put her hands on her hips, and Nat nearly broke entirely. It felt like her entire life was coming down on her, and the realization that it was her fault sunk in. She was the one to cause your pain, your stressing mind, and it was what caused the death of her child. She was a killer to her own family.

“I…”

“Don’t, Nat, it’s best you don’t say anything. You already hurt them enough, they don’t deserve this from you.” Nat decided to stay until you woke, but you begged her to go away. She cried by your side, apologies and pleas leaving her tightening throat, but you continued to stay strong in your choice. Wanda forced her to leave, and while you cried to yourself over the grief of your loves, Wanda began digging into Nat. She yelled, pushing the woman back until they stood outside, and Nat was deemed as too weak to fight back.

“They don’t need you, Natasha, and I certainly don’t need to see you, either. So you decide, you leave on your own, or I’ll force you to your fucking grave myself.” Nat paused, and while she was turning to leave, she suddenly stopped.

“You love them, don’t you?”

“What?”

“You love Y/N.”

“Of course, I do-“

“No, you love them. You’re in love with my wife, aren’t you?”

“Alright, maybe I do, what’s the problem with that? You weren’t there for them, Nat, and guess what; I was the one to swoop in and save the day once again. And watching them run back to you time and time again fucking destroyed me and I’m not letting them make the same mistake again. I don’t care if they love me or not, I will continue to do so and I will continue to show it until the moment I die. So, please, do us all a favor and leave, they’re better off without you.”

Nat didn’t come back, but she watched you from the shadows each day. And one single day stuck out to her. She was sitting in the park, a cap on her head and a book that she hurried her face in. She knew you’d be here, but she didn’t expect Wanda to be there as well. Her eyes widened at the baby carriage you pushed around and the growing stomach. She watched Wanda put her arm around your waist protectively while she glanced with a smile at the young toddler and the soon-to-be child inside of you. Nat’s face fell, and for a moment she pictured herself in the witch's spot.

But then she realized, she used to be the one doing so, she used to be the one holding you and glancing down at what was going to be her baby boy, but you never looked as happy as you did. Maybe it was because of the addition to your small family, or maybe it was because you finally chose the right woman.

And now Nat knew she would forever be stuck as your first love, but someone else would be your last.

[etoilesbienne]

out of curiosity, what are the common qEtoiles mischaracterizations, and the accurate characterizations you wished people used more? Sincerely, an English speaking fan who is re-learning French!

honestly i kind of consider it a mischaracterization when people like... make etoiles into this team leader who always knows what to do and move things forward. or like that he has a bad attitude to like... match his fighting skills. or like the dark knight brooding warrior. he says he is these things. these are lies. he lies about himself constantly. i wouldnt trust a good 2/3 of the things he says about himself to be true. you read him clearer through his actions than his statements.

in my opinion etoiles is more like. sturdy second in command. he's not there to lead, he's there to fill in the holes where they pop up. he's there as cover. he's quick witted in shortchange scenarios, but that is so not the same thing as a genuine strategist. in another expression, if someone is a leader, the leader is a doctor, etoiles's role is more like... the EMS team in an ambulance. He's not there to fix your problem, he's there to keep your problem covered until you can get someone else to fully fix it. but that doesn't mean his role is any less important when he's needed.

Etoiles is also, like, so very much a team player if he respects and trusts a person. And it is so easy to have his respect and trust. His trust starts at 100% for everyone. he's also so very very very good at reading people (gesture to the bbh clip where bbh moves his mouse slightly downward and etoiles calls him out on being depressed). He read Mousey as enjoying dungeons and pvp way more and wanting to hang out with her. He's also one of the only people who like continuously runs in the girlies group and makes all of them pvp with him and they all love it so he keeps coming back to pvp with them. Thats how he started his whole thing with Tina and pvping with her constantly. Reading other people also, he loves finding other pvpers so he attacks roier constantly now bc he knows roier can pvp.

What else OH Etoiles loves whining (and this is because Rayou loves whining) that dude will just complain constantly. You haven't seen an etoiles stream if youve never seen him whine. Can't say I'm not kind of endeared by it. With this too he loves over explaining things (RIP armor powerpoint wish you couldve been given...) because he wants to help everyone....

OH and he's very over exaggerated too in replying to people in a complaining way and a self deprecating way and also likes to try to push the envelope with people and he does all of that to try and get a laugh out of others. like he's well aware people find him going "Oh so you don't give a shit about me and want me to die ? you want etoiles to die ?" fucking hilarious and also loves complaining in the first place thats why he does that. if your etoiles isn't complaining and whining then it isn't etoiles. the self deprecating thing is... its interesting bc he does have full faith in his abilities but will never say it out loud unless its trying to reassure someone who is worried. pushing the envelope is so specific he won't do it too much and its like........... from what ive seen (correct me if im wrong) heavily directed at non francophones where if they laugh at something wack he's done he'll try to do it again to make them laugh more. shoutout to the time he made bbh laugh so much when he cursed he didn't get languaged by bbh so he kept cursing to try to make bbh do it again. the dudes a total people pleaser.

smaller thing ive talked about extensively already (u can prob find it in my q!etoiles tag if i remember i'll edit a link to the posts in here soon lol) etoiles hates losing he looooooves winning he's very intense about it lol. its cute!

on a final note even if you don't become deeply unwell about etoiles like i am i think this highlight clip video has like everything he's like condensed into like 11 minutes. You should watch it. It's a good starting point.

[fatuismooches]

Everyone talks about Pantalone practically becoming a sugar daddy when he dates someone, but I'm thinking. Pondering. Perhaps even scheming.

Miser Pantalone, who hates spending any of his obscene wealth. He's greedy, he hoards his wealth, and he's more than willing to use his power and status to get high-quality items for lower than market value.

This allows him to keep his wealth and also fends off anyone who may be trying to use him for said wealth. Anyone he dates is very disappointed when they realize just how cheap he can be, and a lot of the time, they end up leaving him over it. He doesn't mind, though. One less thief he has to worry about.

But then you come along. You don't seem to mind that he hates paying full price. In fact, you praise his bartering skills and financial consciousness! He's just being smart with his money. That's a good thing!

He's thrown for a fuckin' loop. In his time as a Harbinger, hell, in his time of simply being rich, he's never found someone who truly doesn't mind his penny-pinching (mora-pinching?) habits. As he's sure as hell, never had someone praise him for it!

If you find a gift that's a little bit expensive on your bed the next day, think nothing of it.

OH MY GOSH IM EATING THIS UP... 😭 No because i could totally see this happening, a possible explanation being that he's scared of losing it all and returning to the same powerless poor boy who couldn't do anything, so he clings to his wealth so that doesn't happen. The other Harbingers despise that he's in charge of the funding because he gives them just the exact amount needed to get by in his eyes. There's no wiggle room. Nothing more, nothing less, they have to be extremely smart with their money otherwise they want to end up asking for more, causing them to be in debt to Pantalone... which you should never, ever do. Most people are surprised when they learn of how he handles his money... shouldn't he be more generous, since a few million Mora could hardly make a dent in his numerous bank accounts..? But nope, those people don't bother him. He is a Harbinger after all! Harbingers aren't nice people.

Now, he's used to going on fancy outings and all, it comes with being one as popular with the social circle as he is. But he considers it a waste of time, as it always ends up with the same ending - the other person(s) being disappointed over his unwillingness to spend, much less splurge on them... and really, he expects you to be no different. But... you aren't. Rather, you thank him for his time, how it was so worth it to talk to one such successful as himself. You seem interested in his Mora, but not in the manner of him spending it on you, but rather his habits, his management, etc. You're so interested in his Mora-pinching habits, complimenting about how smart he is saving money like that, and he's just... yeah. Shocked. He hopes you didn't catch the split second of surprise on his face before he schooled it back into a composed smile. One thing is for sure, he's interested in meeting you again... ;) He's intrigued as to your perspective now... what could possibly have caused you to have such a different response from the others?

After a long time, I think it would be a bit jarring for you to see him slowly go from nothing to spoiling you like there's no tomorrow. You're really confused and maybe a bit scared because he's not like this at all?? You try to return the gifts and urge him to get his money back, but nope, he practically shoves them right back to you all with a smile, because they're all yours now (along with his heart, this part you have yet to know about though.)

[gojos-fr-bae]

Stay

Pairing: Levi x fem!reader

Warnings: Angst...Death, mentions of war. Cussing, shouting, crying

Word Count: 649 (AAAHHH, It's short)

A/N: Two in one day AGAIN, damnnn

(Requests open)

You hated fights with Levi, especially before expeditions. You two loved each other deeply however just like in any relationship, you had your good days and bad days and boy were your bad days BAD.

And today was one of those days.

“WHY CAN’T I GO, IM A FUCKING CAPTAIN JUST LIKE YOU LEVI!” YOU YELLED

“BECAUSE UNLIKE ME, YOU ARE COMPLETELY INCOMPETENT AND IF YOU GO OUT THERE YOU WILL DO NOTHING BUT TAKE UP SPACE AND CAUSE EVERYONE ISSUES!!” He yelled just as loud

“LEVI I AM DAMN FUCKING GOOD AT MY JOB AND YOU KNOW IT!”

“The only thing you are is delusional and you know it. So please, stop being a headache and listen for once.” He said in a chilling low tone. 

He didn’t actually think that you couldn’t handle it, if anything, you were more skilled than any other member of the army. But that’s when It’s Titans. The war you were going to fight was against humans and they were unpredictable. He was just worried about you. If anything were to happen to you, it would ruin him. He just didn’t have the best way of communicating that.

“Well fuck that Levi. I’m a grown woman and I can do whatever I want, and I’m not going to sit here at home while people are going to be out there fighting for their lives and that’s final!” You walked out and slammed the door behind you and that was that.

*** 

He knew he shouldn’t have let you come. He knew he should have made you stay but you just wouldn't listen.

He was using his 3DMG to get to the medics tent as fast as he could. You were okay. Oh gosh you are going to be okay. He can’t lose you. He needs you. You’re his everything and he wouldn’t be able to survive without you.

Running through the tent flaps. His blood ran cold as he looked down at you in your bed with a bullet wound right in the center of your chest.

He knelt right next to your bed and held your cold palm on his own. Gosh, you felt so cold. Too cold.

“Darling, hey, hey, I’m right here. Look at me, look at me.” He said frantically, trying to grab your attention.

You slowly turned your head to face him, Smiling softly at him when your eyes met.

“Hey sweety.”you responded, although your voice is extremely soft as you’ve run out of energy.

“Hi, look, everything’s going to be okay, just stay with me, you’re going to be okay, I promise.”

“Levi, I’m sorry, I should’ve listened” you said sadly, a stray tear running down your cheek.

“No, no, no, please don’t be sorry, it wasn’t your fault.”

“Remember to take care of yourself.” You said, voice fading slowly

“Y/N please-” he responded, voice breaking ever so slightly as he placed one palm against your cheek, brushing away your tears. Gosh, you were bleeding so much…too much.

“And don’t overwork yourself”

“My love please, don’t do this to me.”

“And you dare, ever, forget that I love you.”

“Also, remember that I just want you to be happy, okay.?” “Y-Y/N I’m begging you-”

“And you dare, ever, forget that I love you.” You said, and then your chest stopped rising and your body went limp.

“Y/N, Y/N please, wake up. Darling, wake up. Don’t go, please please please don’t go. My love, don’t do this to me. I can’t live without you, please. Please.”

He was trembling as tears streamed down his face. You were gone. No matter how much he denied it or how much he prayed to all that was good and just, You are gone. You are gone and there was nothing he could do to change that.

He didn’t even get to tell you he loved you.

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© gojos-fr-bae

I Always mix up liar tags and normal tags, sry if that's the case rn.

[lovelettersforthedamned]

thinking about riduur!din…

din is big into touch, even in public.

he’s always within an arm's reach when you’re out and about. Some of that is due to his overwhelming sense of protectiveness when it comes to you, but another aspect of it is because he loves it when people see him with you.

you were always so kind to the residents of Nevarro, always going out of your way to help others, and din loved that about you. having people know that he was yours and you were his was an honor to him. he took pride in being your riduur. 

while din was away on hunts off-world, you remain within the home you’ve made together. 

you used to join him while you two were just friends. his adventures became a team effort.

now as you’ve grown physically and mentally, you remain at home on Nevarro. his name has gained more traction within the galaxy, which meant more enemies looking for him, or even worse, you. 

you don’t mind staying back, but you worry, of course. you know he can handle himself, but there’s always that inkling feeling when he exceeds the days he said the job would take.

learning mando’a and learning about his creed

even before you were wed, you dabbled in learning a bit of mando’a; wanting to connect with din on another level. 

along with the language, learning about the history of his creed and the culture was extremely important to you.

it made din’s heart soften everytime you asked him to talk more about the creed.

din without his helmet

the first time he removed his helmet in front of you, it was before he was allowed to. 

when you two would go out on hunts together, din found himself face to face with his biggest fear, losing you. 

while exploring a cave in search of your next bounty, you fell into a deep body of water, your weapons weighing you down and pulling you further. din had no choice but to jump in after you, his own swimming skills barely strong enough to save you. reaching the surface, he ripped off his helmet to give you mouth to mouth, his creed being the last thing on his mind. he just needed to see your eyes open. you choked out the water that was residing in your lungs before looking up at din. you pushed yourself away from him, confused. you didn’t know who this man was until he said, “cyar’ika, it’s me.”

his voice made you pause, no way, you immediately shut your eyes, and covered them with your hand for extra precaution, “i didn’t see anything! i swear!”

you felt a hand reach for your wrist, pulling it down, “i know, i know…it’s alright (Y/N).”

you peered into his soft brown eyes, then trailed down to the arch of his nose, and finally came to his parted lips. the refraction of light from the water that almost killed you displayed a beautiful array of light onto his face, oh his face.

you couldn’t stop staring at him, and that scared him, until you asked, “can i kiss you, din?”

as he pulled you in, you realize that he was it for you. 

--author's note: something sweet for you on this november night...also, how are we liking this format??? i think it's cute, but im biased because i. made. it. LOL. everyone welcome bookie bear din djarin into my masterlist, WOOOOO. keep supporting your writers by liking, commenting, reblogging!! my ask/inbox is OPEN, so send me some of your juicy ideas so i can make them come to life!! ok, ily bye<33.

[zaimta]

I TOTALLY FELT YOU WHEN YOU SAID DR STONE IS LIKE A DRUG OMG its like my lifeline at this point

i was wondering if i could request a small drabble or headcanons for ryusui !! i keep having this repeating idea of him with a reader who’s like his childhood friend and ever since they were young, ryusui always tried to pursue them romantically but reader would always just laugh it off, thinking he was joking. but ryusui never gave up on his love for the reader!!

(spoilers for the treasure island arc)

but once everyone on the perseus gets petrified, leaving the reader (who had gone with the recon team to scout the area), reader starts to realize just how much they were worried for him, and especially when he comes back to them in fragments after kohaku smashed him. and the second that he gets revived, the reader is all over him and telling him how worried they were, and the second that the two of them are alone (maybe the team recognized that they were having a moment and let them have it?) reader confesses that they return his feelings and the possibility of possibly losing him helped them realize that? O:

male reader would be preferred (ryusui bi icon frfr), but i dont mind gender neutral!! :D

thank you so much for your time in advance, and remember to stay hydrated!! (expect more interactions from me, im literally obsessed with your works ❤️❤️)

彡zai says- the brain rot this gave me was insane back on my dr stone grind!! he really is a bi icon i'll never forget what he said to tsukasa (ngl i read it a year ago so i spitballed the lore lol)

paring: ryusui x male reader

warnings: SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT

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ever since you were kids you were always the main thing on his mind. he was constantly teasing you and clinging to your side. as you got older it turned into him flirting with you and seeing how far he could push your buttons until you got flustered.

when senku broke him from the stone he was more focused on you than himself, he knew you had an impressive skill set and he used that to his advantage. even if they didn’t have enough revival fluid he brought you along anyways, dressing your statue so when they could revive you, you were ready to go.

when you came to you immediately fell into someone’s arms. their hold on you was firm but also familiar, and their scent was familiar too it was almost comforting. you pulled back to look back at them, and you were met with ryusui smiling down at you “i missed you.”

you laughed and gently removed yourself from his hold “i’m sure you did.” you didn’t notice it but his face slightly faltered.

his flirting was no better when the two of you were alone, as a matter of fact, it was only worse. the two of you sat alone staring at the moon, he spent most of the time staring at you instead of the sky “you’re so handsome, the way you shine in the moonlight is amazing.” you laughed again and rolled your eyes. you always assumed his flirting was just empty words, he was the human version of greed after all he craves everything the world has to offer and he does this to everyone.

“you don’t have to keep saying those things ryusui. i know you don’t mean them.”

he stared at you, no matter how many times he tells you he adores you or how many times he admits how he wants nothing more in the world than you, you never believed him.

at least not until the incident.

when you first laid eyes on his stone body you wanted to scream but you couldn't, the scream was barely louder than a whisper hardly a scream at all. it only got harder when kohaku brought him and the others back as fragments.

the second he was revied the team cleared out and kohaku sent you a knowing glance.

one the two of you were alone you immediately wrapped your arms around him pulling him into a hug "i was so worried about you, i thought i lost you." he returned your embrace and rested a hand on the back of your head pulling you closer to him "you could never lose me." he pressed a gentle kiss to your temple, and for the first time instead of backing away from his affection you accepted it.

you gently pull back from his hug to look at him face to face "i've realized some things."

he raises a brow "and what would that be?"

"how much i care for you, and how much you care for me." his hand moves to gently cup your cheek while his thumb gently caressed your cheek "oh? and how much do i care for you?"

"you've basically spent most of our lives trying to win me over, and every time i never really responded to them or gave you any straight answer. so why did you never give up?"

he smiled at you "that's easy. because i'm the greediest guy there is." your face slightly fell which caused him to chuckle "you didn't let me finish. because i'm the greediest guy there is i know there's no greater treasure than your heart. i'd stop at nothing to make you my boyfriend and to be yours."

[kunikya]

𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫 × 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐨

c/w: nsfw content, -17 dni, plotless and shameless smut

a/n: repost from my old account. anyone else seen faceless ayato 💀

💌—requests are open!

Imagine attending thoma's housekeeping class to learn some skills of your own. You were always so persistent in learning the ways of housekeeping. You also do a great job in whatever thoma assigns you to do. Thats what attracted the head of the kamisato clan to you. You were so beautiful, kind, hardworking and many more. Always smiling in doing the simplest of tasks making his heart flutter. He just needs to have his hands on you.

One day he purposely(and carefully) picked a day where thoma is absent so he can talk to you privately. You were so excited about getting a "tour" of the kamisato estate you didn't even expect in the slightest you weren't getting a tour at all.

"A-Ahh~ s-sir-" you moaned. Ayato could only smirk to himself. Seeing you being a moaning mess around his cock, god it was like a dream come true. "Lower your voice darling, as much I love your pretty noises we wouldn't want someone walking in now yeah?". You felt your face heat up at the thought of someone walking in. God the flustered look on your face mixed with you biting your lip to muffle your moans just made ayato lose control. Your body jolted as his thrust changed pace, it was rougher and faster! You couldn't take it anymore you let out a loud moan you were sure the entire estate heard. "S-Sir aya-ayato! Im- c-close...- ahh~". You came all over his cock. You heard him chuckle behind you. "Didn't I say to lower your voice? Oh darling I didn't expect for you to disobey me like that". He suddenly pulled your hair and whispered in your ear. "But don't worry darling ill teach you some manners for your disobedience~"

[play-rough]

Although I’m a Caregiver Chuuya loyalist, I will admit that part 7 of the classification au has been my favourite so far. I’ve read the whole thing like 3 times.

I really hope we get more pre ADA stories but I will say I am excited to see more of Kunikida specifically. The fact that you characterised him as a gentle but no-nonsense caregiver is so perfect for him. Also the fact that he seems to approach taking care of Dazai from a completely different angle than Chuuya is going to be an interesting adjustment for the baby. I’ve already started to imagine a slight clash in the future between Kunikida and Chuuya as they struggle to coparent. Nothing hostile, but I like to think they’d be put off by the other at least at the beginning, and their approaches to caregiving. I like to think of a scenario where Chuuya’s with a regressed Ranpo, who mentions the time Kunikida put Dazai in time out, but his 5 year old communication skills and Chuu’s protectiveness and temper leading him to quickly jump to the conclusion that time out is something that Kunikida practices with Babyzai and goes full 👹 mode, losing his cool completely at least for a little while. Adult Dazai would probably find it hysterical that his ‘dog’ was so protective over him— only for it to lead to some fluff.

That aside, thank you for writing the classification au, it actually made me start watching BSD to begin with and it’s easily my favourite agere fic!

I’m so glad you liked it 😭 I was worried about how it would be received but thankfully mostly positive reviews haha

We will definitely get more ADA stories, I have at least two more ideas and I’m sure I’ll come up with more

I’m sure there will definitely be conflict later on. Kunikida will eventually learn Dazai did have another caregiver, but he won’t talk about him and obviously Dazai has signs of at the bare minimum emotional abuse, of course Kunikida will assume his previous caretaker wasn’t great. And I’m sure all Chuuya needs to hear is ‘Dazai’ and ‘time out’ in the same sentence before he goes ape shit 😭 they’ll work it out without having a custody battle

I’m so glad you like the series 😭🩷 it always blows my mind when i hear people started watching bsd because of it and im always wondering how skewed your expectations were 😭 Dazai isn’t the main character and Chuuya only in it for a collective 14 minutes and 28 seconds

[transmutationisms]

sorry could you explain your chatgpt essay thing again? i get the general gist of it (who cares if they cheat) but i still cant grasp it entirely as someone who hasnt experienced the college system 💔 i had thought that essays were a foundational part of undergrad education? and so cheating on that part would essentially mean that: a) their education/understanding is "invalid" b) it discredits the work of other people in the same system/their classmates c) their future publications/written work in academia are going to be of worse quality d) in cases of people going to non academia jobs, like being a doctor or a lawyer, this would negatively impact their clients e) they have bad work ethic = will not survive job industry

my guesses are that just in general theres no direct correlation between these things but ppl assume there will be? and that if a plagiarized essay ruins everything then the system wasnt rlly that good?

the only one im rlly unsure of is the second one, but i suppose thats always been a problem with any type of academic cheating amongst peers, and will persist unless academic rankings/validation of excellence/general attitudes toward "success" r also banished. still, while i rlly dont care abt anyone i know cheating on stuff like this lol, i cant help but empathize w students struggling under that same system feeling frustrated. tho Man seeing the lack of empathy they, in turn, can have with chatgpt users. idk, is it just a lose lose situation until you get through the system?

ok sorry again and also thanks

hi, no worries. let me try to break down my position here.

i had thought that essays were a foundational part of undergrad education

i mean, this varies widely by course / degree / department. but, even when it's true, it doesn't mean that the essay is inherently a valuable or helpful exercise. undergrad essays tend to ask for one of a few very formulaic responses and ways of structuring an argument. essays also often have a specific prompt, which can be better or worse in terms of its potential to generate engagement with the course / material. often professors who are getting a lot of chatgpt essays turned in are designing essays poorly (ie, asking for the types of formulaic responses that students find unengaging and unhelpful for their own academic development), and / or failing to provide instruction and support in how to actually write an essay.

on a more fundamental level, we often take for granted that essays are and should be foundational to an undergrad education, but i simply don't think this is self-evident or always true! what are we training students to do, and why? there are certainly jobs, career paths, and academic research areas in which essay-writing is an important skill. there are others in which it's not. the assumption that all undergrads need to demonstrate the same sorts of writing skills says more about the university and what pedagogues value than it does about those students' actual chances for future career success / financial stability. if we're designing assignments that, for many students, are mere hoops to jump through, then we shouldn't be surprised that many of them find ways to make the hoop-jumping faster and easier.

so cheating on that part would essentially mean that: a) their education/understanding is "invalid"

again, what i'm trying to get at here is larger questions about what we value in education, and why. it's true that if you don't practice writing the type of essay the academy demands of you, you won't learn that skill. but, why do we assume that skill is useful, valuable, or necessary in the first place? how many people actually need to write that way outside of undergrad classrooms? even for those who are intending to pursue a career in academia, the writing taught in undergrad should be, at best, a stepping-stone on the path to more effective and interesting means of written communication. once again, if the skill being mandated by the university is not useful for students, it should not be surprising that many of them resent having to demonstrate it, and turn to tools like chatgpt instead.

b) it discredits the work of other people in the same system/their classmates

this is an argument that many educators make, and i wholeheartedly disagree with it! first of all, i simply do not believe that student a's academic performance is relevant to the assessment of student b's. if a professor is grading that way, that's terrible grading and a terrible pedagogical philosophy. if a student has learned something from their coursework, that shouldn't be undercut or devalued by anything that their classmates have or haven't done.

what this type of argument points to on a deeper level is the fact that university degrees have acquired a sort of double meaning. although the university likes to propagate high-minded rhetoric about the intrinsic value of education, the degree granted is a class barrier that serves to allow certain people access to certain (usually promised to be higher-paying) jobs, and bar others from these jobs. this is a large part of what i'm talking about when i say that the university serves to perpetuate and enforce class stratification. and their narrative about degrees being markers of individual merit and achievement is undercut by the fact that they also plainly fear losing prestige status by granting degrees to those students considered 'unworthy'. if you can make it through an undergrad education without learning the skills the university purports to teach, that's a pretty massive indictment of the university—which, remember, is collecting a lot of tuition money for these degrees.

c) their future publications/written work in academia are going to be of worse quality

lots of assumptions baked in here—that undergrad essay-writing teaches 'good' (effective / clear) writing; that many academics don't already write poorly by these metrics; that aspiring academics have no other way of learning written communication skills (eg, outside of the academy, or in grad school).

d) in cases of people going to non academia jobs, like being a doctor or a lawyer, this would negatively impact their clients

firstly, i would again point out that in many non-academic jobs, academic writing is simply not a necessary skill; secondly, in both of the examples you cite here, these are people who need to go through a lot more schooling and training after undergrad, where they pick up what written communication skills they actually do need (eg, legal writing looks nothing like standard undergrad essay-writing anyway); thirdly, MANY people getting an undergraduate degree are intending to pursue jobs for which they need neither undergrad essay-writing skills, nor further higher education—there are so many reasons a person might want / need a college degree, and so many careers in which this specific academic skillset is simply not relevant for them.

e) they have bad work ethic = will not survive job industry

again, i think this is making some pretty big unstated assumptions! in general i don't really think that 'work ethic' (or the related 'laziness') is a useful way to try to evaluate people's behaviour, and this is a good example of one way in which it fails. if, like i said, we are dealing with a system in which people are told they need to receive a degree in order to have access to jobs they want and financial stability they need; and in which many of them are being forced to demonstrate a specific writing skill they may never need again and may have no interest in; and in which they are often not even receiving adequate training and help to learn and demonstrate that skill, even if they do want to; and in which they may be working other jobs, caring for family members, dealing with disabilities the institution does not provide support for, or any number of other life circumstances that make schoolwork difficult at best to complete; and in which a tool exists that may be able to help them complete some of this work freely and quickly... like, i simply do not fault students for using that tool!

there are so many points of failure in this system long before we get to this moment: the increasing pressure to get a college degree in the first place; the poorly designed curricula that prioritise skills considered 'standard' (for whom? why?) over skills that students actually need or want to acquire; professors who don't actually teach students how to write, yet expect them to turn in essay assignments anyway; specific essay assignments that are uninteresting and / or unhelpful to students; lack of support for students who are struggling with their workload or assignments in any number of ways (and no, 'come to office hours' is not adequate support for so many students and situations).

i simply do not care about people 'cheating' a system that is so fundamentally broken and unjust. it doesn't matter. the ability to write an undergrad essay is such an incredibly trivial and specific skill, and one that most people simply do not need. it doesn't make a person generally 'smarter' (fake concept) and certainly does not make them any more competent at the vast majority of jobs, careers, or general life skills. even for those very few who do need to know this specific thing, i reject the assumption that the university is the only way to learn it, or even a particularly effective way. once again, if chatgpt is successfully completing assignments, maybe those assignments weren't very good in the first place! and even the theoretical amazing professor is simply not able to counter all of the structural issues and inequities in the university system that produce students' desire to turn to tools like chatgpt in the first place. the textbot itself is simply not the issue here.

[flowerisevil]

MAD DRAGON | Harwin Strong x OC! Targaryen

this is not proofread im sorry

summary: in which Harwin tried to get the attention of the only and only Tatria Targaryen the second born of Viserys and late Aemma Targaryen.

A/N: this is my first fanfic so sorry if it's shitty also English is not my first language so excuse my wrong grammar, I think its kinda long so sorry if it bored you😭

words: 2k+

"Father please, you told me as long as I will help you at the court you wouldn't wed me to anyone then why are you doing this?" The second born princess" yell echoed throughout the room his older sister Rhaenyra tried to stop her from fighting with their father but the princess didn't listen to her.

"I know my dear but you can't live your life always at the court, you have your duty and it is to be wed to a man," Viserys said in a calm voice, after all, he understand why her daughter is acting like this she was in pure shock.

"Was that really the reason? or perhaps I have no use in your eyes anymore because Rhaenyra is now the new heir" Viserys and Rhaenyra looked at her in disbelief.

Ever since the princesses were kids the Tatria never showed any signs of jealousy towards Rhaenyra she already knew that she will be the heir to the Iron Throne that's why she just decided to help at the court as much as she can, she helped them transfer some products from Driftmark help her father with the councils she did everything so she wouldn't lose her use in this kingdom.

"You off to marry me to some creepy old bastard king, because if Nyra became the heir I will have no use anymore!" the princess yelled again.

"Tatria, let's not argue now there will be a feast happening for your brother-" Viserys was cut off when her younger daughter slammed her hand on the table in front of him.

"No, I want to know why you're suddenly doing this to me. I've been a good daughter to you! following your orders and sick rules! I do everything you told me to do!" she swallowed hard she feel that she can't form any words anymore without shaking.

"then be a good daughter and obey me! be a good daughter like your sister and have some use!" Their father snapped, and she leave the room with tears streaming down her eyes.

After three years of being a good daughter to her, this is what she will get? she will never let herself be trapped in a loveless marriage.

The young Targaryen was walking down the halls when an arm snaked around her shoulder she turned around and saw her older sister behind her was her knight, Ser Criston Cole.

"I'm sorry about earlier Nyra, I just can't stand the idea of a forced arranged marriage" She started and looks down at the floor while they were walking, she did feel guilty about her sudden burst out she could've handled it better then maybe her father wouldn't shout at her.

"You really do care how will father see you do you?" Said Rhaenyra she feels like her sister could hear her thoughts.

"Being a Targaryen is all I have Rhaenyra I'm no future queen like you in no time I will have no use anymore so having a good image in our father's eyes is a really big thing to me" Rhaenyra looked at her as they rode their horses.

Tatria's horse runs faster than them she is a skilled rider having to travel to different places gave her the benefits of being a great horse rider but that doesn't mean she's not also a great dragon rider, at a very young age her eggs didn't get to hatched no one knows why some say maybe she isn't destined to be one even their parents thought the same but the young princess don't believe them so when she turned 6 she tried to claim one of their old dragons Icaras everyone was shocked and worried for her when she landed in front of the castle while riding the big dragon.

Rhaenyra can see her sister's potential and how special she is some might not notice but she is very smart, she's a fast learner unlike her who is a slow learner, Tatria learns new things every month studying various languages, cultures, and such. She knew their father can't stop her from whatever she is planning no man can stop her after all a mad dragon cannot be tamed.

Tatria stopped in a forest to calm herself nature always makes her calm the sound of the birds made and the smell of fresh air is enough to ease her anger.

"no use" she chuckles passionless, her small smile faded when she heard a growl she looked around and saw a huge boar preparing to attack her, she tried to ignore it thinking it wouldn't hurt her but she was wrong it chase her and she ran.

fuck! how could I forget my dagger right now?

"Shit!" she shouted when it catches her and hover on top of her she tried to pull away but it keeps on scratching her dress she was holding its mouth to keep from biting her while trying to grab something she can defend herself with.

Finally grabbing a stone she almost dropped it when the boar bites her arm and shoulder tearing that part of her dress too, she held the rock tightly and slammed it on the boar's head, it dropped beside her she keeps hitting it until it wasn't breathing anymore.

"you will make a great gift for my brother" she laughed and looked for a stick where she can put the boar after she finished her small gift she rode her horse and go to the feast.

She finally arrived at the feast she walked around blood dripping down her broken dress the bite mark on her arm and shoulder was visible but she paid no attention to it, everyone was looking at her but didn't care.

"stop that" Harwin looked at his brother who was now glaring at him.

"stop what? " he answered while peeling off the skin of the rabbits.

"stop lusting over the princess" Larys his brother said not looking at him.

"She's just very amazing, seven hells I would do anything for that woman" Harwin sounds like a little boy, Larys made a face.

"She's crazy and a pain in the ass, some knights say that even the King can't tame her, she is reckless" Larys looked at Tatria she was looking for her family.

"Look at her, she doesn't look like a princess" Larys added.

"Yeah but she's hot" Larys rolled his eyes at his brother's answer.

"Don't tell me I didn't warn you, some say she's very fond of men who will submit to her" Larys smirked and leave his brother to grab more coal.

He watched her walk with the boar in her bare hand he needs to consult a maester and see what's the problem when him, and why it turns him on with this side of her, this is not the first time he feels like this towards the young princess.

Way back before when Tatria caught some guards trying to steal some of their products he remembers her pulling her sword and pointing it at the thief's neck.

"Those products you're stealing are for the people in my kingdom so I suggest you let that go or the only thing that will come back to your families are your heads" that's the exact words you said to them, everyone working for you knows how much you hate injustice.

"Harwin the goddamn rabbits!" He's brother shouts at him.

Tatria's attention was caught when she heard a shout when she looks at it, she saw Larys Strong talking to a guy he looks familiar but she doesn't know his name.

"Tatriea! Where have you been?" Alice her best friend slash her new stepmother and immediately ran to her, They are still friends even though she married her father she understands her as also a woman fighting to survive a patriarchial society she understands her.

"I'm great do not worry I have a gift for Aegon" Tatreia smiled and show her best friend the boar. It was a genuine smile Tatreia rarely smiles only when she accomplishes something she wants.

"You could've gotten yourself killed!" Alicent was worried she already felt there was something wrong the moment Rhaenyra came without you and when she heard that you and your father fought.

Someone pulled Alicent away from Tatreia it was her sister, Rhaenyra looked so worried and when she saw the bite marks on her sister's body she instantly panicked.

"Call the maester! get help my sister is injured! " Rhaenyra yells some knights tried to hold her but Tatreia refused.

"I'm fine, I want to give this to father a peace offering," She said and walked over to her father but Otto Hightower blocked her.

"Princess I think you should stay away from the King first you caused a scene here you should go to the tent and clean yourself" He whispered at her, Tatreia's eyes shut when Otto put his hand where the bite was a squeezed it. He and Otto never really get along after what he did to Alicent her hatred towards him just got worst

"Get out of my way," she said but Otto still push her away it was a soft push no one would think that he is intentionally hurting you.

You held his hand where he place it on your shoulder and took it off you "I will leave whenever I want, I'm not going to ask again Get. Out. Of.  My. Way. " Tatreia moved forward and bumped Otto's shoulder.

She goes to his father and sends him a small smile.

"I came here to gift my baby brother, In Vale, it's lucky for babies to be gifted by wild animals and turn their fur into some apparel" Viserys looked at the boar his daughter was holding.

He knew its a peace offering not wanting to fight with her anymore he smiled at her and gave her a small nod.

"Thank you, my daughter, you can give it there to Ser Larys Strong he will take care of it" Tatreia nodded she went beside her father a give him a peck on his right cheek giving him some bloodstains.

"Now where is Larys Strong?" her smile has now faded finding the guy her father mentioned.

On the other hand.

"Come on brother! Just introduce me to her please I'm begging you" Harwin beg to his brother he knew his brother knew the princess he works for her before.

"Why me? I can't even talk to her without stuttering! I'm sure father could help you with that" Larys shrugged him off

He was about to beg again when the princess approached them, they both looked at her at the same time.

Harwin examined her, her dress has scratches like a lot you can see her arm that has a bite, and her shoulders god he can see her collarbones, her white hair that was covered with blood, and her face too.

He snapped back when the princess throw them the boar it was heavy, how did she manage to carry this?

"Father told me you will take care of that, Larys Strong right?" Her low and raspy voice and her strong valyrian accent are also visible when speaking.

"Yes, princess anyway this is my brother princess" Larys voice was trembling.  Tatreia nod acknowledging his name.

"Tatreia the maester is here, he needs to look at your bites" Harwin tries his best not to show annoyance when they're interrupted but he can't do anything about it the princess needs to be healed.

"Nothing to worry sister" Her deep chuckle sounds like music to Harwin's ear.

Tatreia wrapped her arm around her sister's shoulder, Tatreia is younger but she's quite taller than Rhaenyra.

"Brother you're drooling" Larys teased him he push him away because of annoyance he didn't even introduce him properly.

"Fuck off"

Tatreia took off her clothes the maester looked at her bleeding arm and shoulder the only people in the tent were her, Rhaenyra, and the maester.

"The bites are a bit deep princess but they will heal soon when the wound close I suggest you apply this so you wouldn't get any scars from it" The maester suggest as he gave the princess a small circular container but Tatreia only refused.

"No, I don't need it maybe a scar would look good on me," she said Rhaenyra rolled her eyes and sit beside her.

"Men wouldn't like women who have scars," Rhaenyra said.

"Well if men don't want them maybe women would" she advised and teasingly raise her eyebrows.

Tatreia was always open to Rhaenyra about her preferences as she said before "who cares if it's men or women as long as it can give you pleasure why reject? "

"Whatever you say, anyways have you seen how Harwin looks at you?" Her eyes squint to what her sister has told her? Harwin?

"Who is he?"

"Seven Hells you were just talking to her earlier! Larys' brother Harwin "Breakbones" Strong" Rhaenyra opened a bit their tent and pointed at the man she called breakbones.

"oh sorry I forgot," she said, they stayed there for a while as soon as Ser Criston came and hand Tatreia her new clothes to wear, she wear them immediately and go outside.

She walked between Alicent and her father she asked permission if can carry baby Aegon, and Alicent allowed her.

"he seems to like you, look," Alicent said, Aegon was nuzzling inside your neck.

"Rhaenyra, come here look at your brother" Viserys invited her but Rhaenyra refused instead she told their father that she was tired and will go home.

"She just needs time, father" Tatreia explained earning a small nod from her father and a smile from the queen.

She knew Rhaenyra is having a hard time accepting everything after all Alicent was their friend and marrying their father after their mother died was her last straw, Rhaenyra also knows that Aegon might get in his way of inheriting the Iron Throne.

Days passed after the feast she and Viserys never opened up about the marriage as much as possible and proceed to go back to normal.

Tonight she goes with Ser Lyris to visit the City, this will be the first time she will visit their city she did once visit it but not the whole city her father forbids her from going in the city without any guards with her even now.

"The King told me to look after you princess, wherever I go you must be there too, trust me, princess the city is more dangerous at night," Ser Lyris said to her.

"Women are never safe, Ser Lyris," Tatreia said and walked past him.

"This kid is much worse than I thought" Lyris whispered to himself though he meant it not in a bad way, not in a good way either she doesn't hate the princess why would she hate the princess who helped them when they were in so much need

They arrived at the quarters of the City Watch everyone stood up when they saw the princess, confusion filled their faces, confused about what is the princess doing there.

"The King ordered starting now all of us will help Princess Tatreia in her work you will oblige everything she said," Lyris told the guards they all bowed to her, and she took off her helmet and her white hair revealed tied in a low ponytail.

"I'm sorry to disturb your knight but there are new products from Driftmark and Runestone that will be transferred here tonight and my men cannot bear all this, so I need your help Lord Royce and his ship will drop in the port and so is Laenors" she explained everyone is listening they wouldn't want to anger the princess.

After explaining they all traveled to the port to get the derivatives while riding her horse she notice a man knocked off his horse, and she immediately went to him and helped him stand up.

"Are you alright?" She asked she take the fabric from her pocket and helped the man wipe off the blood on his nose.

She looked at him and big seductive eyes meets her she couldn't tell if the man's eyes were brown or deep blue because of the night, but he looked familiar. 

"Ser Strong right? You're Lary's brother?" the man nods he's still looking at her.

"You can ride with me I think you broke your nose, Ser we need to get you to a healer" she helped him stand up and go to her horse, Tatreia felt Harwin's arm around her abdomen she gulped and try to brush off the tingling sensation in her stomach.

"Maester, please check on him" Tatreia yells and she lay Harwin on the nearest bed.

She pulled back as the healer tries to check on him, she was just watching them check on him and when they were done the maester talked to her, he said it was nothing serious.

"Breakbones is used to this kind of accident," The maester said before leaving them. breakbones?

"How are you feeling?" Tatreia sat beside his bed.

"I'm okay now, I'm sorry for bothering you princess" he apologized, he can't even look at the princess without getting embarrassed.

The wound didn't hurt he had experience way worse but when Tatreia offered her the ride he took it as an opportunity now he's guilty because instead that the princess being in the port to talk with her partners she was stuck here with him.

"Nothing to apologize for, I'll just send a raven to Lyris that I cannot come tonight, I must stay here the maester can't look after you tonight he's child is also sick" The princess explained now he felt more guilty.

"You can go now, princess" Harwin insist.

"No I want to make sure myself that you're okay I can go there later" Harwin didn't fought with her anymore after all the Princess doesn't take no for an answer.

Tatreia just sat beside her reading the book the maester left and sometimes she would look at Harwin to check him but she would always catch him staring at her.

"you know it's rude to stare, Ser Harwin" Tatreia said without looking at him.

"So tell me do you fancy my sister?" Harwin's eyes widen.

"Princess?" Harwin asked

"I'm sorry I don't know how to start a conversation" The princess said and stood up, she already forgot what her older sister just told her earlier at the tent.

"I'm leaving now Ser Harwin, I'll go back tomorrow" She bow her head a bit and pat the knight's shoulder.

As soon as the Princess left the room Harwin released the breath he's been holding.

"God, she's truly a goddess" Harwin sighed all night Tatreia's face wouldn't leave his head and it makes him hard to sleep.

"Fuck sleep Harwin!" he said to himself.

A/N: I hope you liked it im sorry if its so long.

[yanderes-galore]

im so glad to see your request are open i love your works!! Cay i request yandere Jerome Mcelroy ( simply the Chef lol ) with reader please? there are barely anything about him!

Yeah, I get it. I think it's because when people write South Park fanfics it usually revolves around The Boys and Chef has a controversy (but it's South Park, when does someone not?) I'll see what I have for Chef ^^ In the concept I'm going to refer to him as Chef, just letting you know.

Yandere! Jerome McElroy ("Chef") Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Mentions of intimacy, Trust issues, Persistent behavior, Dubious relationship, Fear of cheating, Toxic behavior, Manipulation.

Chef is a character that's often talked to for advice by The Boys.

He's also more of a romantic type.

Or at least... skilled in the intimate side of romance.

While Chef is a character that would most likely be a romantic yandere... he has potential to be a platonic yandere.

As a platonic yandere he'd act somewhat of a parental figure.

As a romantic yandere he'd be flirtatious yet respectful of his darling's boundaries.

This concept will revolve around his romantic yandere tendencies.

As much as Chef wants to be intimate with his darling he is willing to wait for it.

Chef is passionate about cooking and singing, traits he'd use to win his darling over when he falls for you.

He's also level-headed, for Chef that means he hesitates with kidnapping and murder as he knows it just isn't the right thing to do.

He's more toxic in the way of he makes you feel bad for wanting to leave him.

Even if it holds the potential to have you to himself.

Chef has been shown to not be commited so him finding a darling and wanting to stay with them is a strange feeling for him.

His past intimate relationships might actually turn you off to him which makes having his darling harder.

Chef tries to be a good guy to his darling.

Yanderes tend to be dedicated to their darlings but with Chef's past that's hard.

You're hesitant to accept his advances as doing so may have the risk of him cheating on you.

To avoid heartbreak you most likely turn him down all the time.

While Chef is patient, he gets upset at the idea of his darling not trusting him.

As a result... Chef may try to stave off the intimacy in his life.

It sounds impossible for him... but yanderes are willing to do just about anything they can for their darling.

Chef isn't sure why he likes you so much.

However... he can't deny the feelings he does hold for you.

Even when you see him try to be more dedicated you still may not be with him.

Chef then tries harder, singing love songs for you and cooking your favorite dishes.

It's sweet behavior but you still stand your ground.

"Chef... I can't be with you like this. You'll break my heart."

Chef probably calls you affectionate names like "sugar" or "sweetheart". It feels in character for him.

He calls you all sorts of sweet names yet he can't seem to sweeten you up.

At this point all he wants is one date.

Just one... so he can see how it'll work out.

Chef would try not to get angry with you or lose his temper.

He understands where your worry comes from...

He just wishes you'd trust him.

Chef doesn't really show jealousy but he would be passive-aggressive towards any date you tell him about.

Chef believes he can treat you well.

If you'd just let him.

Chef isn't too violent but he'd verbally fight with someone.

Chef may also be a persistent yandere.

He's caring and patient... although he doesn't stop looking for that date.

There's a point where you may just break and accept the date.

Which is a mistake as now it lets Chef into your life.

He's not too manipulative or possessive... but it's still there.

Chef is touchy and overly affectionate with his darling.

He's always been one for intimacy... so if you aren't someone who enjoys it then he may not be the partner for you.

Chef isn't too controlling yet he does make you second guess yourself and your decisions at times.

Chef promises and promises he'd never cheat on you.

He's a changed man!

Even if he isn't thinking of marriage or children (if you can have them)...

He knows he can't wait for you to meet his parents once he finally has you.

[delulu-with-wandanat]

Fics recs: 1-THE ROMANOFF CHRONICLES, an astounching groundbreaking, never seen before (literally) masterpiece, 100/10. It's mainly set in those 5years post snap, it explains the development that each character presented in endgame in a way the Russos wish they did, it represents the friendship between the avengers in a way marvel never allowed them be, it respects Natasha ( skill set, humanity, personality, affiliations,..) it's nat centric, it's only flaw: it's not complete but don't worry it has 60 medium to long chaps.

2-ON THE COVER - RED WHITE AND BLACK | New York Magazine | Dec. 30th, 2024, this is the most beautifully written farewell, tribute to Natasha Romanoff I have ever seen, it's written in a format that I think has never been used in fanfics, it's a soul touching poetic masterpiece

3- Ohio years, an exquisite bittersweet mini series of 1 shots that's written in a captivating style that keeps your attention, it showcases how the Russian murder family but mainly nat & Melina come to love & connect to each other.

4-FIREFLIES, it's written in such a bittersweet melancholic reminiscing way, it's just so beautiful. It's an 18 1 shots about nat encountering fireflies & being reminded of Ohio years &then others being reminded of nat by seeing them.

5- DISTURBING THE PEACE, an excellent 100/10 tear-jerker masterpiece, it's a very long 1 shot about what if post apocalyptic lonely nat , it also showcases her friendship with og avengers & nick.

6- I USED TO HAVE NOTHING, - WIDOW SISTERS AND MANY MARVELOUS MARVEL WOMEN - WE ARE MEANT FOR MORE THAN THIS, it's cute well written comfort, fluff, a bit angsty 3 different series of mainly 1 shots by 3 different authors about yelena and Natasha. They're my all time favorite comfort read.

7- I LOVE YOU, GOODBYE, it's a very very long 1 shot of AU of endgame in which Wanda survives & wandanat happens that hit me so hard I needed hours to process it & get out of it, my only quell with it is that it reset nat & Wanda's relationship with each other at postAOU where they would definitely be distant to each other.

8- IT'S FUN TO LOSE AND TO PRETEND, an absolute tear-jerker, a masterpiece, a beauty, a greatness, it's a 5 parts multichaps which takes place just after Westview, before Hawkeye where nat is given another chance ending up at Wanda's door, Wanda is given the healing marvel denied her with nat, Sam &bucky not being limited by the shackles of the screen & actually interacting with the events of their universe,Clint and yel meeting with their beloved. The ending was a bit unsatisfying to me but nonetheless as martin says this is CINEMA.

9- HOW NATASHA ROMANOFF MARRIED WANDA MAXIMOFF, it's a medium paced 38 chaps retelling of "how Nancy Jackson married Kate Wilson" but with wandanat with huge changes. It's sweet & adorable, the beginning was a bit rocky to me, there parts I would wince where I didn't like it but otherwise an absolute entertainment, I wanna kiss the head of it's author irl for giving me this absolute comfort for FREE. God or whatever higher power bless this person.

10-OUR LITTLE GROUP HAS ALWAYS BEEN (AND ALWAYS WILL UNTIL THE END), it's 9 part series of mini chaps, it's very creative concept,a wild imagination, it's the biggest au to ever au as its author puts it. To me it's the truest form of fanfic, the author took majority of the plot of MCU & toyed with it &come up with their world which has everything cute adorable wandanat, yelenat, the maximoffs, yel and Pietro, loving Russian spy parents, coulson's Lola, overall it's cuteness overload. God bless this author too.

If you ever decide to read them pls leave them a comment & let me know how you feel about them, also do you have more nat centric fanfics or just good fanfics about nat and anybody else.

oh my FUCKING GODDD THANK U ANON!!!

im def gonna read all ur recs! So far i had this one fanfic i rlly like but i forgot the title. I’ll let u know when i rememberr

[woahjo]

hey i read about your advice to other anon about writing. really nice. i want to ask if you have any advice for a writer that's just starting? i want to start writing because the made up scenarios in my head i feel are just so good and would be perfect for certain tropes but when i realize i would actually have to WRITE write it (me everytime i get that realization 🤯) i get so demotivated because when i actually try to, my brain stutters within the first two sentences i put out because i am very much not confident in my english skills, i see so many other good writers and when reading their work i go like, 'wow i have never thought of it that way before', 'wow, how did they even think to phrase it like this?' and then i start doubting my knowledge in grammar/vocabulary because i think what if i really barely know anything if there are so many things i never thought of putting it in a way that they do, how can i start if i am not as skillful as they are with their words? i lose that spark everytime i have that thought and then i'm back to just daydreaming about these little fun scenarios in my head that i really want to put out but can't bring myself to have enough courage for to actually just go ahead and do it whether i mess it up or not

i thought of using grammarly and start paying for a subscription just for my writing to be improved better in a way i never thought to do lol 😅

(tldr: english is not my first language and i really want to start writing but i fear i lack a lot of knowledge in my vocabulary which will result in a bad story that won't make sense, how do i find confidence to just start regardless of?)

hi anon!! glad u enjoyed it LOL

the nice thing about writing is that no one just wakes up one day knowing how to write and craft beautiful stories!!! it's a skill built up with time and practice, but it starts with an idea and the desire to write it. everyone starts in a similar place and yeah!!! it's amazing reading something and thinking "wow i haven't thought of it that way before i wonder how they did that?'" experiencing that feeling is one of the great joys of writing and ofc it can be intimidating, but it can also be SO SO inspiring with a small change of perspective. besides, you never know if someone will read the work that you want to write and have the same thought.

as for the language barrier and vocabulary worries, vocabulary grows with practice even when you're speaking in your native language. the more you write, even if you don't post it, the more comfortable you'll become. that AND you can always look it up! if you're not sure about a word or want to use something stronger / with more variation, you can ALWAYS ALWAYS access an online thesaurus and find synonyms. i do it all the time, thesaurus.com is literally my holy grail.

the best advice i can give you for starting is to just start writing. i know that's super obvious, but the only way out is through!!! what helps me when i've hit a block or im feeling less than confident is reminding myself that i love writing, i love storytelling, i love fanfiction, and that when i write, i do it for myself. it sounds so corny, but if you center your driving force for writing as yourself, it becomes a lot easier to do it just because. my advice would be to imagine writing as a stream of consciousness at first rather than something fully developed. just try and let the words come out you without worrying if they're good or bad because you can always go back and change it later!!

i hope that you do start writing and that when you do, your anxieties surrounding it recede into the background!!! have a good day!!!

[imeverywoman420]

hi emily how do u have fun. ive never had "fun" in my life even if i was doing something cool and "fun" im always worried about nothin

I like to daydream! Ive always had this “mode” where its like hehe im going emily mode. Lost in the sauce. Nowadays that looks like me pacing around my room listening to music. For some reason that really just Does It For Me. If you dont get it that might sound boring af but i get lost in my own head. honestly actually. Thinking is fun to me. Like being in emily mode. Sometimes i like to sit and make lists. Or categorize my thoughts. And journal. And work on all my little theories about the world.

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