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⌗﹒THEIR VOICE LINES ABOUT YOU ౨ৎ˚₊‧ GN!
Aether
❝Since the beginning of Mondstadt they've been with me. They actually turned out to be my second guide! Which makes Paimon even more of an emergency food❞
❝Whaa-Paimon will pretend Paimon didn't hear that!❞
❝No really, I'm glad I found them...or rather they found me. It really wasn't much of a surprise when I-oh-I'm already talking too much again.❞
❝Traveler can go shy when he talks about his lover, hehe. STOP PULLING ME AWAY-H-HEY-!❞
Albedo
❝Oh? I see, you already heard about Y/n. Well, its not a big of a surprise, they're well known here in Mondstadt. Don't worry, if you ever encounter them, dont be shy to talk to them. They have actually been a great help for my researches and experiments. ❞
Al-Haitham
❝ Y/N? Yes, what about them? Yes, we're in a relationship, and? No, I'm not mad, why? I'm asking to much questions? Could ask you that, you seem awfully interested in my partner. Passive aggressive? Pff, now you're just pretending things. ❞
Ayato
❝ You'd like to know more about Y/n? What makes you think I have answers? Oh? I see, Ayaka has told you about it, well...Me and Y/n have been in a relationship for quite a while now. They're a very good support, doesn't matter what path i take or decisions I make, they always have my back. Without them I wouldn't be half the man I am right now. Satisfied with this answer? ❞
Baizhu
❝ The person that always helps out here is not some assistant. Don't worry, I'm sure they're not insulted. Who else are they then? Oh, my lover. Whats with that surprised look on your face? Didn't think I'd be taken? To be frank...I'm quite surprised too that I got this lucky.❞
Bennett
❝ Y/n? My lucky charm? They're awesome! A loyal member in Benny's adventure team...the only one though...They go on every adventure with me! Saved my life multiple times! Bring me good furtune! And are my partner! Wow, I really lucked out for real this time.❞
Capitano
❝ I'd like to keep my private life as private as possible...but for you I make an exception, just this once. Yes, Y/n is my life partner, my lover if you'd like to put it that way. I hold them very dear and would protect them with my life if i have to. So, if I ever sense any bad intentions coming from you, I will crush you with everything I've got.❞
Childe
❝ They spend last winter with me and my family. So, to show them around and make them feel more comfortable in Snezhnaya we had a little snowball fight. Y/n got hit a dozen times in the face by Teucer. They lost, obviously. But the best part was, when we went home, the slipped right before the door and fell ass first to the ground...but instead of being upset or annoyed...they laughed. I knew they we're the one right then and there.❞
Chongyun
❝ Oh you know Y/n? Well, I do too. You knew? Xingqiu huh?...Can't seem to keep quite sometimes...Yes, I am dating them. Saying this feels foreign...I still can't believe they chose me of all people. But I'm not too insecure about it, after all, they chose me of all people.❞
Cyno
❝ Y/n is one of the few people who actually laugh at my jokes. I don’t know if its out of pity or if i truly make them laugh, but either way i don't care. As long as i see a smile on their face I'm at ease. Huh? What do you mean i sound lovesick?❞
Dainsleif
❝ There are things that I'd rather keep private and save, including my relationship with Y/n. So I have to apo-...no, i trust you but-...You're right. Y/n and I have been in a relationship for quite a long time now. They mean a lot to me, thats why I want to keep any information about them as private as I can.❞
Diluc
❝ Yes, I am in a relationship with Y/n. I guess the topic makes his rounds, huh? We announced our relationship just yesterday, but have been serious for a long time now. I am...not a public as you know. And i didn't wanted any unwanted or negative attention on both of us but i know i can trust you. Right?❞
Dottore
❝ Did i ever had a lover? What an inappropriate question of you~ Of course i had lovers, but none could compare to my favorite. Have you heard of Y/n? Oh yes, they are quite popular aren't they~? Well, they're mine, all mine. So it would be better for you if you keep your hands off them. ❞
Freminet
❝ Are they my friend? Uhm...no...they're a bit more than that. Uhm, yeah they're my partner. We've been together for a while now...Am i happy? Of course i am...I'm just a bit embarrassed thats all. No one has really asked me about our relationship yet except for Lyney, Lynette and father.❞
Gorou
❝ You want to know about Y/n? Sure, what do you wanna know? Yes, they're my partner, in fact, we live together! They're a really caring, they make breakfast every morning, tend any injuries i have and sometimes even run me a bath...that was too intimate.❞
Heizou
❝ Y/n? What do you know about them? Nothing yet but you wanna know more? Why? Interested? Why am I asking all these questions? I'm a detective, and you're interested in my lover-oops-now i ran my mouth.❞
Itto
❝ You mean the oni one for me?! The true love of my life!? THEY'RE AWESOME. I'm so incredibly lucky to have them. AND they're so incredibly lucky to have the awesome one and oni Arataki Itto as their boyfriend!❞
Kazuha
❝ They are currently waiting for my arrival...i cannot wait to have them in my arms again. I miss them every day...What's that book? Oh, it's just for all the poems i write for them while being away. One poem for each day. Once I'm back, i read them to them.❞
Kaeya
❝ Oh you mean my little snowflake? Yes, i know them quite well, i can assure you that one. Wasn't always like that though, took is a while to actually get closer. But i won't complain either way, I'm happy that we finally found each other...damn, look at all the sappy things I'm saying, they've done this to me.❞
Kaveh
❝ I'm still planning our house, i just cannot make it perfect! Ugh, it's really getting on my nerves. I NEED this perfect for them, I need to make this the house of their dreams. But it's taking way to long. Since when am i planning? About 3 years. And since when are we dating? Also about 3 years...oh...❞
Kinich
❝ When they first traveled to Natlan they didn't met me immediately. I've only got to know them through Mualani and Kachina. They once expressed their hatred towards saurian hunters, went off yapping for a good hour too. You should've seen the look on their face once i told them i was one of them. They're still embarrassed to this day, even more after i explained what i really do. One of the many memories that truly make me happy.❞
Lyney
❝ They're aware that true magic doesn't exist. That all my shows are just an act. That somewhere is a trick hidden, so simple its ridiculous. And yet, they're still amazed, still getting big eyed when I'm on stage preforming. Even after countless shows that are the same, they're clapping along like it was the first....I couldn't not have asked for a better support and love in my life then them.❞
Mika
❝ I still don't know how i managed to confess, maybe it's because i can't really remember it anyway. It's a memory I'd like to forget entirely, mostly because i was so embarrassed afterwards. But I never want to forget what they said afterwards. Everytime i hear those 4 words from them I get butterflies.❞
Neuvillette
❝ Y/n and I are in a serious relationship since 5 years and 4 months. We have been living together since 3 years and 1 month. I do consider our relationship deep and intimate. I trust them deeply and never once did I think about it otherwise. I truly believe that our relationship will hold on for eternity. Is this enough information or should I tell you more?❞
Pantalone
❝ Ah, my spoiled little brat? Joking, joking...well, only half. I do spoil them quite a lot, but i wouldn't consider them a brat...most of the time. Just last week I bought them this new coat, winter in Snezhnaya are the hardest in all Teyvat. Oh, and new gloves, a scarf an-no, why would i brag with my money, it's not like i have enough to buy at least million of coats.❞
Pierro
❝ The only thing you need to know is that they are with me and well taken care off. Should you not remember the fact that any hate or violence towards them is strictly forbidden, i will gladly remind you. ❞
Razor
❝ Y/n helped Razor a lot. Razor appreciates it, the help. Razor also loves Y/n. That's what Y/n always tells Razor every day. So Razor tells Y/n every day too.❞
Scaramouche
❝ Who? My lover? Them? No, I would never. No, I'm not keeping anything private?! Neither am I ashamed of anything...quite the opposite, huh? No, said nothing. Screw off now, i need to be somewhere. Where? None of your damn business...So what if its a date?!❞
Thoma
❝ Mhm, you're quite right, Y/n and I arw together. Lucked out, huh? I'm currently teaching them how to cook some dishes, been going well...for the most part. No, they have a hand for it but both of us always seem to lose any focus once we're 30 minutes into it.❞
Tighnari
❝ You should've heard their begging, "Oh Tighnari please, i can keep my own garden!" Yeah, keeping it, but not take care of it. Because who takes care of it? Correct, me. It's easy work, so it's not too troublesome. But what is troublesome is how they don't take care of it. *sigh* maybe i am a bit to harsh on them, they are a bit stressed lately anyway. They deserve to take a rest and calm down from everything. So i gladly take care of the garden, for as long as they need me to.❞
Venti
❝ Our first meeting was quite the embarrassing one, almost feel quite shy telling it....Ok! Ok! I'll tell you!....I fell into their lap...No, i wasn't drunk! Someone else was, pushed me by accident and i stumbled backwards right onto their lap in angels share. And to top it off i took their plate and drink with me. Lucky for me, they weren't mad at all. Still...it's so embarrassing!❞
Wriothesley
❝ Took them quite a while to adjust to Meropide. Understandable though, it's a change from the surface. But once they grew comfortable, it's almost like they don't want to leave. They quickly befriended almost everyone, especially Sigewinne. They grew quite popular here in the matter of just a few weeks. Good for me i got them first before anyone else could.❞
Xiao
❝ Hm? Oh, them? Yes, we're close. Why do you ask? Just curious? Ugh, don't look at me like that. What do you wanna hear? How much i love them? You can wait till the day Teyvat will shatter entirely, I won't say it to you, only to them.❞
Xingqiu
❝ Our love story is picture perfect. A written love story by the finest ink. Full of clichés. We reached for the same book, and our hands touched. Then and there, i was mesmerized...until they snatched the book first.❞
Zhongli
❝ Our love story has been holding on since 3717 years, and it will hold on for many years more. What makes me so sure it will? We love each other like it was the very first day. Never once did we lie to one another, were apart from each other or lost our trust. I do have a contract anyway if anything should happen.❞
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lateatnewyork · 10 months ago
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Hi, I have a request for Rhysand from ACOTAR ☺️
I was thinking, its reader's and his wedding night. She can be insecure and it can be also her first time (maybe she is from Hewn city, so she is also shocked Rhys isnt that evil, but its up to you 😁).. And well, they talk, she can find out that they are mates and feel that animalistic urge to have intimacy with him or she already knows it and doesnt know how to tell him, she wants him? Rhys is of course very experienced and maybe can have a innocence kink? 🥺
I would love to read this, but if you dont like this idea or not feel like writing it, I understand 😄
Have a nice day!
Innocent
Rhysand x New Wife!reader
Warnings: smut 18+, innocence kink?, swearing, loss of virginity (lemme know if theres anything else)
Summary: It's your wedding night and you tell Rhysand that this is your first time. He definitely talks you through it.
a/n: unedited, prolly poor smut 🤩also i dont know how weddings work in fae world soooo
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"Do you, Rhysand, take Y/N L/N as your wife?" "I do"
"Do you Y/N L/N take Rhysand as your husband?" "I do"
"Stay safe, kids," I hear Cassian yell just as Rhysand winnows us to the Summer Court where we would be having our honeymoon. I laugh as Rhysand rolls his eyes.
"Darling that dress looks absolutely ravishing on you but I think I would prefer it on the floor," Rhysand flashes me one of his signature smirks. I can see why everyone falls at his feet.
He leans down and captures my lips in a kiss that leaves my knees weak. His hand strays to my back pushing me up into him, while my hands get lost in his hair. Rhysand starts guiding us to the bedroom. His hands ghost over my neck and head to the lace tying the corset together.
"Rhys, stop, wait" I cut him breathless, from his kisses.
"Did I do something wrong?" His eyes flare with panic.
"No, no" I reassure him, "It's just I've never done this before,".
"What?"
Gods why are men so oblivious sometimes.
"I'm a virgin, Rhys," I finally blurt out.
"Oh," he says, "I'm your first? It's a pleasure to have that honour, darling,".
My head jolts up and I narrow my gaze. Usually the guy would either get turned off or start touching me without permission. He takes in my shocked expression and I can see the panic settle in, "Unless of course you're not comfortable, we don't have to do this,".
"I want to do this with you, Rhys," I start, "I just don't know how to," my head droops with embarrassment. His hand grabs my jaw, and forces our eyes to meet, "Sweetheart, you don't have to, I'll do all the work, all you have to do is relax and enjoy,".
"Do you want to do this?" he asks, still unsure. His finger running up my exposed skin, all I can focus on how it trails up my arm and upto my collarbone, gently caressing my neck.
"Yes" I breathe out.
"There's too many clothes between us," Rhys says as I claw at his shirt. My hands grab his collar and drag him down and kiss him hard on the lips. He's caught by surprise as his hands go to the tied up corset, and he unties it with ease.
The wedding dress pools around my feet. He breaks the kiss and his eyes rake over my body. Instinctively, I go to cover up my body.
"Never hide from me, you're beautiful," he unwraps my hands from my chest. Blushing under his gaze, I rip off his shirt kneel down in front of him and pull out his cock. He sucks in a breathe as I gulp at his eyes.
My mouth wraps around the head of his cock, taking him down my throat. I gag as he hits the back of my throat. Tears spill out, I bob my head up and down as I look up at him through my lashes. He lets out a loud groan and pulls me up. "As much as I love your mouth, I'd rather cum in your pretty pussy." He mutters out.
Picking me up effortlessly, he places me gently on the bed. "I want you to tell me, immediately, if something is uncomfortable," his eyes search mine for any resistance. I absentmindedly nod my head too interested in his tattoos that over his chest.
"I need words love," He chuckles. "Yes," I gasp out as he rips my panties off and the cold air hits it.
Rhysand's eyes darken with desire as he lowers himself between my legs, his lips parting to taste my cunt. The roughness of his voice laced with pleasure, he groans.
"Fuck, you taste so sweet, love," he rasps, his voice filled with raw desire. His tongue delves deep, exploring every inch of my wetness, savoring the taste.
His skilled mouth and relentless rhythm bring me closer and closer to the edge, his focus solely on pleasuring me. Rhys' hands grip my thighs, holding me in place as he devours me with a hunger that matches my own.
He continues his oral assault, alternating between gentle licks and hungry sucks, his actions designed to push me to the brink of ecstasy. Rhysand revels in the way my body trembles beneath him, my moans of pleasure spurring him on.
"You're so fucking delicious," he growls, his voice husky and filled with need. "I could taste you for eternity."
"I'm gonna-"
Rhys growls in response to my unspoken words, his focus intensifying as he brings me closer to the edge. His hands tighten their grip on my thighs, his tongue working tirelessly to push me over that precipice of pleasure.
"That's it, love," he encourages, his voice filled with a mix of dominance and satisfaction. "Let go for me. Come undone."
He continues to devour me with his mouth, his movements becoming more fervent and focused. Rhysand's own desire grows with every moan and whimper that escapes my lips, his own need for release building in tandem with mine.
As my climax washes over me, Rhys' lips never leave my sensitive pussy, his tongue lapping up my release with a hunger that matches my own. He savors the taste of my pleasure, prolonging the moment before finally easing his ministrations.
"Good girl," he murmurs, his voice rough and filled with satisfaction. "You did so well for me."
"Fuck, I'm gonna ruin you for everyone else," he groans out.
"There won't be anyone else," I say lazily smiling, still dazed from my first orgasm.
"Rhys it's not gonna fit," I finally register his size. "We'll make it fit, sweetheart,".
Rhysand's eyes lock with mine as he positions himself between my legs, his desire evident in the intensity of his gaze. He reaches down, guiding his throbbing length towards my entrance, his voice deep and filled with a mixture of anticipation and dominance.
"You ready for me, love?" he asks, his voice low and rough with desire. "Tell me you want it. Tell me you want me to fuck you."
"I want you," I breathe out
He teases my entrance with the tip of his cock, relishing in the way my body tenses in response. With a forceful thrust, he buries himself deep inside me, a guttural groan escaping his lips. I gasp as I feel all of him in me.
"Fuckin' hell," he grunts, his voice strained with pleasure. "You feel so tight, so perfect around me. You were made for me, love."
"Please move," I moan out.
Rhys sets a steady rhythm, his hips rocking against mine with a powerful, relentless motion. Each thrust is driven by a raw, primal need to claim me completely, to mark me as his own.
"You take me so well," he growls, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and possessiveness. "You were made to take my cock, to be fucked by me."
His hands grip my hips tightly, his movements becoming more urgent and forceful. He pounds into me with a relentless intensity, his primal instincts taking over as he dominates you completely.
"You're mine," he declares, his voice dripping with possessiveness. "No one else will ever have you like this. You belong to me."
As the pleasure builds to an overwhelming crescendo, Rhysand's pace quickens, his thrusts becoming more erratic. He rides the edge of his own release, determined to bring me to the brink first once again.
"Come for me, love," he commands, his voice filled with a mix of authority and desire. "I want to feel you come apart around me. Give in to me."
With one final powerful thrust, Rhys loses himself in the intensity of my release, his body trembling with pleasure as he spills himself deep inside me. He collapses onto the bed, his chest heaving with exertion, still connected to me.
"That was amazing," I breathe out as I lay on his bare chest.
"We should do that again sometime,"
a/n sorry that took so long to answer 😭hope you like it
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elulsdr · 1 year ago
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WHAT DO PEOPLE THINK ABOUT YOU?
PILE 1 PILE 2 PILE 3
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hey guys, it's my first pac ever so i would love to have your feedback. this pac also has random messages too rather than what do people think about you.
it's mainly about the messages i got. i hope it resonates⭐️ (i swear i'm better at personal readings LMAO)
PILE 1
people think you're very self oriented and love to have the power over them. maybe you have leader qualities and they can see that. i'd say they think you're more likely to choose logic over emotions. they think you're def the overthinker one. they know you know you're worth and know when and what to say something. they can feel that you like to be seen as cold hearted and powerful. in your head being numb equals having power. people think you're very materalistic as in, whatever you wear you make it seem expensive. people think you're very soft inside but don't let a lot people in. sometimes they can sense that deep down you're really insecure and they can see the other side of you. where you're not sure of anything you do, you don't trust yourself enough. sometimes you come off as really complex and a lot. you seem to be stuck on something. you want to let it go but can't really do it cause you get used to it. so that's why people can sense your imbalance energy. you could be indecisive or air headed these days. still, people know you have the strength to get over it. you could intimidate people at first but when they see the real you -which you dont show it to many they love it. maybe you got hurt on the past, that's why you put a mask like that. you could be very obsessive, and passionate about the things you love. you come off as competitive too.
PILE 2
oooh my broken heart pile.. if you recently gone through a breakup, doesnt matter if it's romantic or friends. people see youve been thru ALOT. you show it to everyone whether youre aware of it or not. people can sense the broken energy. you keep trying to explain your feelings? or what happened between you and the other person and they're like, can she move on already?? but it's cruel to think like that. cause i feel like this relationship somehow connected to your inner child. maybe the relationship helped you with healing your inner child that's why you felt those emotions that hard. people think you're sensitive and a romantic. everything i said was in the past, your energy now seems very refreshing and stepping ahead. also i have a really bad headache rn, are u ok? take care of your health and make sure you sleep enough. you have many sleepless nights. anyways, people see your steps to a better life. although you might got addicted to the new me concept and ignore everyone who tries to help you or tries to talk to you. you're like, i don't want your help i've been by myself all this long i can take care of myself from now on. they are a bit annoyed by this. they think you're a bit stubborn. DEF a hopeless romantic. don't try to burden everything and try to move on with your life asap. take your time to heal. and take people's help -only the ones who really care tho. aww i just got the 3 of swords. pls keep your precious heart safe bby. your love is enough and you will find someone that loves you as much as you love them. (wow pile 2's photo says the exact same thing, i didnt mean to do that lol)
PILE 3
hey pile 3, why do you feel so alone even if you're out with your friends? you like to ask people for advice but somehow you don't trust them as much as you trust yourself. i mean good for you but people -maybe your friends can tell that you're faking your feelings sometimes? maybe you feel the need to be happy around everyone even if you feel like shit. they can tell that. there's this person you are stuck on. it seems like you arent able to let them go. people really wonder about you guys. you could be a heartbreaker too. you and your friends are sarcastic people. people could get annoyed by the fact that you guys have fun lol. people think you have it all and you will have it all. they dont like the fact that they cant get a piece of you, your space, your time. it's like, there are people who want you but you got someone else on your mind who you seem to cant have. you like to learn more and more. you're very smart and people like that. but there's just this unknown people love about you. you have the friends, you have the grades, you have the face but what is it that makes you sad(?) and broken? people wonder the shit out of this lmao and you don't give them a chance to understand it. you tend to zone out a lot during the day and your thoughts makes you go nuts. people just seem to curious about you. they don't know enough. the more you don't give them the chance the more they wonder. people feel that you have tons of other shit to do than answer their questions. they know they don't deserve to steal your time like that.
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enden-k · 2 months ago
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I've been following you since before you started Genshin, back when you were doing Fate/Grand Order art. I've stuck with your art as you've jumped from fandom to fandom, and I love your style so much... BOTH old and new style. But I think the fact that you are just so nonchalant about deleting anything old you ever make to the point of encouraging others to like your own content JUST so you can delete it is just too much for me. I've seen you encourage that at least twice now. That is actually discouraging for people when it comes to engaging with content. Someone liking a piece and engaging with it increases it's chances of deletion? I can't understand.
Yes, sure, it's your work. You do it for free. At the end of the day it's your choice what happens to it. But it pains me to see you delete anything old, even works of yours I enjoy. I'm considering unfollowing, as much as I want to see you continue on your art journey even when it jumps to fandoms unfamiliar, because I can't get attached to your work when I have no idea when it's going to disappear from the internet forever at any point.
??? im not encouraging people to like my old stuff so i can delete it, and people liking my stuff doesnt increase its chance of deletion. i tend to joke to hide the fact that it actually DOES make me a bit nervous but there is STILL plenty of my old things on tumblr, twitter and pixiv. most of the stuff i deleted were old ass replies to make navigation easier. and most of the art pieces i deleted are ones i either made while in very bad mental space or because i connect unpleasant memories of certain people with it (im not vagueing anyone here, we go separate ways)
i also sometimes just forget about things i meant to delete later or find pieces that make me feel uncomfortable/embarrassed and i have every right to delete those. im still insecure about my art and i get uncomfortable when people compliment me too much bc it still feels undeserving. it always was like this. sometimes its so bad i just want to delete my entire blog and never pick up a pen again. its not often anymore that i react like this but sometimes i get this violent reaction when i see "faulty" old art of mine i feel very embarrassed about. perfection is bs ofc etcetc but when it comes to my own things i get embarrassed when people see my faults or rlly bad art and i dont want anyone to make fun of me again, to laugh at me for making a mistake or being bad at something ever fucking again.
you want to see my old art? here you go. its still here. its all here.
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if you want to unfollow me, please, go ahead. people can do whatever they want and im not forcing anyone here to stay. do whatever feels right and comfortable to you, thats the most important thing.
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greeneywa · 2 years ago
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Ao'nung dating deaf and mute reader part 2
In private...
He is not that touch-starved but yk he still clingy asf you are just not allowed to not be in his arms also HE IS INTO NECK KISSES LIKE FR MA BOI IS A SUCKER FOR YOU TRHOAT AND NECK!!! Also he is not shy around his parent he can and he will kiss you infront of them he won't go extra yk but still he is not afraid to lovingly kiss you while you visit him at his parents marui and to be honest his parent dont care as long as yk y'all are not doing the "extra" y'all even got your own kiss language yes kiss language for when y'all are being intimate (if y'all want I'll explain this later in a nsfw part 3)
Only 6 person I've seen him being touchy and affectionate toward you and they are his parents,your parents, tsireya and rotxo
Jealousy
He is def not jealous like come on he is the chief's son the most handsome and skilled metkayina boy on his island and lets be honest he had his fair share of girls before you so he is not jealous or insecure quite the opposite if you cheat on him you are the one who is loosing...to be honest you are the one who get jealous because he is not cold toward other girls like he don't flirt with them, but he talk nicely , he smile,he even compliment since you can't ear you don't know what is he saying but sometimes you do sign to him
"What do she want ?" And he'll be like "just to know if I can give some hunting lessons to her younger brothers" he sign back and it was true," why did you speak so nicely to her?" You sign "im just polite" he sign..
You were pissed and he knew it so he did what work best to get you back in the mood ......
SEA SHELL PICKING DATE!!!!
(Traduction: you running around the beach looking for pretty Sea shell while dragging him he love seeing you happy and being bubbly sometimes you'll catch him stare at you in awe and when you sign to him "What wrong ?" He sign back "nothing to worry about princess " then you smiled at him and he kissed your forehead before tangling your hands together and keep on walking around the beach)
His family
Tsireya is your number one shipper and fan she always knew her bug bro have a sweet spot for you
Tonowari is supportive after all you Are the daughter of Toruk Makto and a good influence for him
Ronal was not having it and she still struggle a bit but since she is the only with Neytiri that is against it she shut her mouth and just sulk in a corner
Your family
Jake was just like tonowari (also it's a good opportunity yk)
Neytiri couldn't believe her ears...her precious little baby with this ugly,stkinky,humpy dumpy looking fish!!!
But since you are happy..she stay silent
Neteyam Accept it but he keep an eye on Ao'nung He still don't fully trust him
Lo'ak was about to complain then he remember that he have tsireya so yeah he keep quiet.Kiri was disappointed...just that....disappointed in you lack of taste (also because she hate him)
Tuk was shocked but she quickly shrugged it off
Argument
Y'all never argue,cause Ao'nung is in fact very mature he knows when he fucked up something so when there is some kind of disagreement y'all always "talk" it out and it works y'all have hardly ever argue..and when it happens Ao'nung know that he can be pretty mean and say pretty hurtful things so when he is mad at you he walk away it's actually very easy to get on his nerves he get mad very quickly so if one day you see him walking away alone one the beach dont follow him dont play the " I'm the only one who can calm him" cause he will shamelessly snap at you or anyone
Tag list : @inutheangel @o0z3jk @anoungstsahik @tinkerbelle05 @elegantkidfansoul
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farfromstrange · 1 year ago
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just read ‘long distance’ and i was wondering if you could serve pain? jen walters was mentioned and reader exists, that means angst and maybe cheating (or even a hint of it?) please??? i love your fluff and smut pieces. also the angst (but i dont dwell too much since self harming is better left in the past for me) but i really like how you deliver pain. i hope this gets chosen and written, but no pressure ofc. thank you and may the spirit of creativity live within you.
Hi, nonnie! I'm sorry you had to wait so long. I wasn't sure if you wanted a part 2 or an entirely new fic, so I kind of used part of what I already mentioned in Long Distance and continued in this fic. I didn't do full-on cheating, but it's still angst, and well... there is no comfort. I hope you like it!
Burn | Matt Murdock x Reader
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Pairing: Matt Murdock x Reader
Summary: Matt comes home after his work trip and tells you something that changes your life forever.
Warnings: Angst, mentions of Smut, cheating
Word Count: 2.7k
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You’re not sure what happened. 
Matt spent a few weeks in Los Angeles to work on a case that would bring in some money. You didn’t mind; he does it sometimes. Since he, Foggy, and Karen opened the doors of their law firm again, work trips between the three have become more frequent. They’re making money now, and you would always support it.
You have also never been insecure about your relationship with him before. You and Matt have been together for years, even before the Blip, and you held onto each other when all of your friends disappeared. You thought you were happy. His job is going well; you are happy and don’t have to live paycheck by paycheck anymore. At least you thought so. 
While he was away, you talked over the phone regularly. He always seemed so relieved to hear your voice. You often talked for hours, and you texted him sweet nothings during the day. He told you he appreciated it. 
Every other night, you would retreat to your bedroom and he would guide you to orgasm after orgasm with the sound of his voice, and you would do the same. The toy he got you before he left for LA came in handy more than once since you could be connected over the distance now and still somehow control each other’s pleasure.
When he texted you he would be home earlier than expected, you were so excited, you took the day off, put on your best lingerie, and cooked dinner. You thought he would be happy to be with you again; he told you how much he missed you. He compared it very dramatically to a lack of air and that you were his oxygen, and you remember laughing at him. You have never loved a man as much as you love Matt Murdock, so it is only natural for you to get excited, right?
You talked about marriage before, maybe even kids. You planned a future together. Deep down, you’ve been waiting for him to pop the question. Foggy is an idiot and he let something slip one day, and ever since you have been vigilant. You thought that he might finally ask you after coming home from his trip. 
You thought. That seemed to be the common denominator. You always just believe and hope for the best; in the end, things don’t turn out how you want them to. 
You’re really not sure what happened, but something did happen because when Matt opens the door, he’s not even smiling at you. 
“Welcome back!” you greet him with the brightest smile you can offer. Maybe he’s just tired. 
But you know him and you know the difference between exhaustion and guilt; the man before you may be tired, but he is also struggling with the shame he inflicted upon himself, and it is not his duty as Daredevil this time. 
He drops his bag by the door. You lean in for a kiss. “How was your flight?” you ask.
You’re in denial. Something happened, but you don’t want to ruin it. You don’t want to ruin this. You keep telling yourself it’s going to be okay, but you just don’t know what happened to get you here–
He evades your lips, simply hugging you briefly before answering, “Good.”
Your body trembles. “Matt.”
“What?”
“What’s wrong?”
“What do you mean, what’s wrong?” he retorts. He moves to the kitchen and grabs himself a bottle of beer. “I’m just tired.”
You frown. “Is that why you can’t even look at me?” you ask.
“Don’t be ridiculous, sweetheart–” the usually so endearing nickname sounds so bitter now. “You know I can’t see,” he says. 
“You know what I mean.” You cross your arms. “Something isn’t right.”
His expression is serious, and it sends a wave of unease crashing over you. You try to push away the worry that gnaws at your insides, but it's hard to ignore the change in his demeanor.
He avoids your gaze, his eyes flickering around the room as if searching for something, or perhaps, avoiding something. Silence hangs heavy in the air, stretching the seconds into eternity.
That’s when you know that something happened, and it affects you because if it didn’t, he wouldn’t be so distant toward you. You taught him to always be open with you about his struggles, and he has managed to learn how to voice his needs, so it confuses you when he does neither and treats you more like a stranger than his girlfriend. 
There was only one time in your relationship he acted this way and that was the day Elektra stepped back into his life, and with it, yours. 
Your stomach churns. The hope you had built up crumbles, leaving a bitter taste in your mouth. “What happened?” you urge again. 
He leans against the kitchen counter, turning his head away from you. Tears are glistening in his eyes behind his red glasses. 
“Matthew, please,” you beg. “Talk to me. Tell me!”
The room feels heavy with tension. His shoulders slump, and for a moment, it seems like he's about to break, to let the words spill forth. But just as quickly, he straightens his posture and averts his gaze.
"I can't," he whispers. "I can't tell you."
You step forward, but he shies away as if being close to you is somehow toxic. It breaks your heart. He looks disgusted, and you wonder if it's because of you. Maybe you used the wrong body wash, but that would elicit a different reaction. You didn't do anything differently today, you're simply excited, that's all there is, but as you look at him, he seems to be the exact opposite. Stoic, empty, cold...
“We've always been honest with each other, Matt," you say, still walking up to him even as he recoils. "I cooked dinner for you, took a shower, got dressed... and now you won't even fucking try and look at me. You've been gone for weeks! Please, just... I deserve to know what's going on." You reach for him, but this time, he moves away wholly.
The distance between you becomes a void that you could easily slip in and drown. His body language is a storm, causing the waves to crash into the shore and choke up with their cruel claws. 
His grip tightens around the neck of the beer bottle, his knuckles turning white. You can see the faintest scars; you know he brought his suit with him, you just didn't think he would actually use it. "You deserve better," he says, more to himself than to you. There is the guilt you have been waiting for, but it still affects you because he is talking about you.
Your heart skips a beat. You have had this conversation many times in the past. "Better?" you ask. "Matt, what are you talking about? I don't want better, I want you." You laugh in disbelief, but he doesn't even smile. He's not trying to hide how much pain he is from the weight of his guilt, and it makes you scared for what's about to come.
His gaze flickers toward you, and his eyes reflect myriad emotions—sadness, regret, and something else you can't quite place. "You shouldn't want me," he loathes himself, “Not after... not after everything." 
"What?" You place a hand on his arm, forcing him to turn to you. "I love you," you say.
He shakes his head. He never shakes his head when you tell him you love him. It's like he's telling you the opposite, that you shouldn't love him or that he doesn't feel the same for you anymore; the feelings swirling in your chest are confusing, and you just don't understand. Your mind races, trying to connect the dots, desperate to make sense of his cryptic words. 
His grip on the bottle loosens, and he takes a shaky breath. "I- I fucked up."
Your heart sinks. The pain you had sensed, the distance between you, it all falls into place. The parallel between his behavior now and back when Elektra almost tore you apart. The pieces of the puzzle form a picture you never wanted to see find their way together.
"Did you... cheat on me?" you ask, the words catching in your throat. The mere thought feels like a knife twisting in your chest, but you don't cry, you simply stare at him, waiting for any kind of reaction. 
It's the thought you loathe the most, but you seem to hit the nail right on the head.
Matt's silence is confirmation enough. "Oh God," you breathe.
“It was just a kiss,” he whispers. 
“A– you kissed someone else?”
“Yeah.”
“Walters?”
He takes a shaky sip of his drink. 
“Oh, my God, Matthew!” The cork to your heart pops and you start bleeding out, it seems. “What?” you ask. “Please, tell me you’re just messing with me. Please!” You want to get on your knees and pray to God that he’s lying, but he’s so quiet and his face is so stern, you can’t help but believe him.
The one thing he promised you he would never do, he did. And that is something you once told him that if he ever did it, you wouldn’t be able to forgive him. 
The foundation of trust you had built with Matt feels shattered, and you struggle to comprehend how he could break his promise to you. Emotions swirl within you, colliding with one another, leaving you feeling lost and vulnerable.
He grabs your hand suddenly when you try to put some distance between you to sort your thoughts, his glasses now discarded, and he looks past you with so much pain in his eyes, you can feel your own tears near. He whispers your name. 
“No,” you say. “I can’t–”
“Please, listen to me. I can explain,” Matt says. “I can–”
“You can’t! You promised… I– wasn’t I good enough for you? What happened, Matthew? What did I do wrong?”
“Nothing! You did nothing wrong, sweetheart. Please, it was a stupid mistake.” 
“A mistake?”
He tugs at your arm again. When you don’t seem to budge, he sinks to his knees. Your throat tightens, your heart shattering on the floor next to him. He has torn it out with his bare hands, squeezed it too hard and now you’re nothing more than an empty shell, your very essence broken on the living room floor. 
“Please,” he begs. His hands rest on your hips and his unfocused eyes try to search for yours. 
The fact he only now thinks he has to fight for you instead of coming clear right away makes you angry, not just sad. You turned your back and that’s what prompted him to fight, even though he should have tried so much sooner. 
You loved him with all you had, and a foolish part of you still does, but hearing the words coming out of his mouth that he betrayed your trust in such a cruel way tears down the walls you have been seeing through rose-colored glasses and cut your love for him into pieces with a sharp dagger. 
Your best friend once told you that you should be careful, Matt would do anything to survive. Yet, you stayed around through the sleepless nights and the heartache. You worried about him every day and every night he went out as Daredevil to cleanse the streets, and you stitched him up without knowing what you were doing. You held him as he cried, offered him your endless support, and then some more, anything just to be loved by him, but he treated you so well. He gave you everything you needed, showed you a love no one has before and he was so dedicated, you felt at home with him. You trusted him with your life. You owe him your life, and yet, after everything you have been through together, one work trip to another State is all it takes for him to throw away years of history and kiss someone else? And Jennifer Walters, no less? 
You never thought you had to be worried about anyone catching Matt’s attention. You had been so confident before, but now? Now you just feel useless, imperfect, and like a damn fool. 
“Matt,” you whimper. 
He holds on even tighter. “Can we talk about this?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. 
You look up, but the tears are flowing freely now. 
“I’m sorry. Please, I don’t want to lose you. I love you so fucking much, baby. Please! I can’t live without you. Don’t leave me. I can make it up to you, I promise, just… give me another chance.”
“Yeah?” It pains you to tear his hands from your body, but you have to. “If you didn’t want to lose me,” you say, “you should have thought about it before you decided to kiss someone else.”
He says your name, begging you once again to just stay. Talk this through. Stay. He is like a serpent in your ear, and you want nothing more than to give in, but when you reflect on your time together, you don’t know if you should even think about giving in. 
Matt has been obsessed with justice from the start. He chose it over you more than once, and it took you many nights and many fights for you to get him to stay even for a night or two to be with you, the person he claimed to love most of all. And now you are supposed to stay after he did what he did? It may be stupid to react this way if it was just a kiss, but he never once said it was accidental, and that means he has thought about cheating on you. He kissed someone else, someone who isn’t you, and he set your heart on fire the same way he has set your life together alight. 
Maybe he kissed her because she’s like him–maybe he kissed Jennifer Walters because she understands, and he has often accused you of not understanding. Maybe in her, he has found someone who won’t keep him from New York City just for one date night. Maybe in her, he has found someone who doesn’t break down crying when he comes home late because she thinks he died in a fight with a criminal. And maybe in her, he has found the woman he actually wants to marry. 
Marry. The word makes you choke up. 
As if he read your thoughts, he crawls toward you and stops you from walking away. He digs his fingers further into your hips, retrieving a small box from his pants, and God, do you want to punch him right now. 
You were right about the proposal, but he was planning to propose and still kissed someone else, and that is a betrayal on a whole new level. 
“The audacity,” you whisper to yourself. 
Tears are streaming down his face and he looks as if he thinks pulling out a ring after telling you he made out (no, kissed) with Jennifer Walters in Los Angeles is going to fix everything. 
“Please,” he begs, “I only want you. I wanted to ask you–”
“No,” you cut him off. “Don’t you fucking dare, Matthew!” You pull away. “This is… I’ve been waiting for you to do this for so long, but you… what the fuck? No! Especially not now!” Your body Wracks with a sob. “I need time, and I can’t do this right now. Kissing Walters is one thing, but telling me you bought a ring for me and still kissed someone else? It hurts,” you say.
It hurts too fucking much, you can’t breathe. He was your oxygen too, in a way, but he has cut off the supply and now you are dying a slow and agonizing death.
“I’m so sorry.” His arms drop to his sides in defeat, but he remains on his knees. “I never meant to hurt you,” Matt cries, “I promise! I just… I made a mistake.”
“I’m sorry, too.”
“I–“
“I’m sorry for falling in love with you. That was my mistake.”
Ouch. Now you have taken his heart, pulled it out and shattered it with one twist of your wrist. But he deserves it.
Matt listens to the sound of your hasty movements as you pack some clothes. He listens to your tears, your sobs, and the shaking of your muscles as you shudder. He listens and stays right there on the floor, his head lowered as God’s judgment comes upon him. 
And within minutes, your heartbeat leaves his ears and you are gone. 
You left him, and he deserves every last ounce of pain it inflicts on him. 
He’s an Icarus who has flown too close to the sun, and you deserve better than him. 
It wasn’t Jennifer who brought him back to life, it was you and it will always be you, but he screwed that up, too, and he has to live with it now. Without you. 
The ring box slips from his hands and then, he allows himself to break down. 
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Matt Murdock Angst Tag List: @acharliecoxedfan @gpenguin666 @lina-mar @itwasthereaminuteago @mattkinsella @norestfortheshelbywicked @yarrystyleeza @littlenerdyravenclaw @thychuvaluswife
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kirikeijii · 1 day ago
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Hello! Hope you having a nice day, I saw your Elsa x Gojo fanfic and was in love!! The way you write is amazing (it doesn’t help im also a sucker for the JJK x Disney ships) if your still down for writing crossover ships could you please write one for Snow White x Inumaki? Their really cute like her voice brings life while his kills them!! The scenario could be anything you think would fit them since their such interesting characters BUT my one request is that you make her able to understand him like how Megumi understands him!! I would really appreciate if you dont this request but take your time I know schools starting soon!! 🫶
can I be 🍇 anon also?
ᯓ★ Hi 🍇 anon !! This is so long ago but I had so much schoolwork when this was requested. I love this idea oml but anyway, you ask and you shall receive<3
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𝐎𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐟𝐭. 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞
Inumaki x Reader
Synopsis: What happens when two opposites attract?
cw: fluff and a bit of insecurities
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Inumaki's life was peaceful, he saw black and white. He limited his words to rice ball ingredients to protect his friends. He thought he'd never be able to express his feelings of happiness or suffering.
He swore he heard an angel singing down at the garden where he was headed. The garden where he would pour out everything he felt since his speech doesn't affect the plants.
He swore he fell in love the moment he saw you singing to the roses and lilies he planted while you poured water from the watering can. He swore he melted like an ice cream under the sun just from hearing you.
That was the day he met the complete opposite of him but oddly enough complemented him.
He later learned you had a reverse curse technique from your voice. "Yeah I can bring some things back to life. Like plants and dead animals. I'm still learning how to heal people too."
"Shake," Inumaki smiled at you.
"Yeah, I know it's so cool right." You giddily told him and continued to water the plants but Inumaki was confused. How did you do that? Did you read his mind? Is that one of your techniques too?
Curiosity got the better of him, he tried to ask. "Oh, that. I can basically understand any language, literally. I can hear the ants talking about world domination, it's really scary sometimes." You pout.
And with that, you earned a laugh from him. Which made you laugh and just like that you two were friends. That eventually led to dating. You and he are inseparable. No one understood each other more than you two did.
But you two were the complete opposite.
He liked playing games, you liked listening and dancing to music.
He's really quiet while you yap a lot.
He liked staying indoors over going outside like you want.
You two always had opposite opinions about almost everything.
"I told you the bowl should go by the door so when you enter you just drop your keys!" You showed him.
"Okaka! Mentaiko..." Inumaki crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at you.
"Ah, excuse me! You can't just say things like that." You furrowed your brows trying to stay as mad as possible.
But no matter how much you want to be mad at him, he's still the love of your life. The one who would teach you his games so the both of you can play together.
The one who would sneak up behind you as you danced to the music you put on the record player and dance with you with the look of love in his eyes.
The one who understands you more than you understood yourself, vice versa. The one who listens to you as you yap about how the mission you took was so very tiring as he wraps you around his arms.
The one who plans a picnic date in the garden because he knows how much you love the breeze passing by and how the pretty flowers would dance with it.
The one who comes up with solutions for stupid problems like where to put a decorative bowl. "Tuna tuna," he held up a second decorative bowl and pecked your forehead already forgiven for being stubborn.
Inumaki was always afraid to express his feelings due to lack of words and understanding, now that you're here, he understands.
You weren't just his complete opposite. You were his other half.
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SORRY THIS WAS KINDA LAME
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I made an alternative story more angst for the reader type
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Sure, you helped Inumaki overcome his fear of no one being able to understand him forever, but no one told you he was the one who understands you.
Being able to heal with your technique? Everyone thought you lived your life! But that was just the complete opposite, you were overwhelmed with your technique.
The thought of people expecting you to be the best, heal people instantly. The expectation they set on you to help people they want you to. The words they'll say once they find out you weren't able to.
It weighed on your chest like a 300 pound dumbbell. Unable to sleep every night, you go out, walking around until you spotted a field of flowers and birds.
You've always liked the greens, flowers, animals, and the outdoors. You were only five when they started talking to you. Dogs, cats, birds, rats, etc.
It was scary at first of course, but you managed to find comfort in them. Anything you would say to them were things you would've never told any human because of how they'll judge you for it.
"Why are you overwhelmed?"
"Granted the technique to heal people and complaining? So ungrateful."
"Are you kidding? I would be so happy I get to heal others."
It might be a reversed curse technique but you never really felt like it was reversed. It was just a cursed technique, because for every life you healed their darkest soul was trapped with you.
In your mind.
So loud.
Inumaki thought he needed you more than you needed him but that was just the opposite. Because he couldn't speak a lot. He listens, he listens attentively.
Paying attention to every detail you lay out. Whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
"I tried my best to be nice to people and heal them as much as I can there's these voices in my head that creep up on me every night to haunt me for every soul I've heard." You rant to him.
"And- and- why are you looking at me like that?" You asked the boy but he just smiled at you.
"shake shake," As long as I'm here, you're not alone. He pulled you in his arms, trapping you as he laid his head on your shoulder. "I won't let anyone hurt you," he whispered in a soft tone no one heard but you.
At that moment you felt peace, like someone was on your side for the first time. You laid your head on his, staring at the photograph you took the first day you met at the garden.
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THIS WAS ALSO KINDA LAME I'M SORRY I WROTE THIS AT 5AM IN THE MORNING AND I HAVEN'T SLEPT YET BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. SO VERY SORRY IF IT DID NOT MEET YOUR EXPECTATIONS
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the-s1lly-corner · 1 year ago
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jealous/clingy spot/johnathon headcannons?
Jealous and Clingy hcs for Jonathan/Spot!
Knocking this out before I take a nap (eepy <\3)! Usually I would split this into 2 sections buuuuut since I think there wasnt much change in this department I'm not gonna bother!!
So!! Yeah!!
Fair warning that this will probably be OOC and/or have mistakes since I'm eepy but I'm too stubborn to leave this for later ☝️😔
This ones gonna be on the shorter side, maybe
Idk I write these opening/author notes before + as I'm writing
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Starting off Jonathan is.
Whoooboy!
Like he tries not to be toxic about it, he doesn't want to hurt you or drive you away, and that sentiment is still there even after he becomes spot
He doesn't have many friends and he'll never forgive himself if he makes you leave
What he needs is loads of reassurance that you only have eyes for him, and communication is key! Let him know when you're going to be late or going to hang out with someone for a bit; if he sees you with someone else, or another *guy* it'll eat him up all day
Though sometimes he can still jump to conclusions so arguments are inevitable every now and then but again, communication and patience is key; he'll never go as far as to accuse you of cheating though (unless he truly has reason to suspect)
He doesn't think hes the prettiest, or nicest, or smartest, or-
I mean of all people, you chose him?
He feels lucky to have you, but he believes you can do so much better than him and that thought is constantly plaguing his mind
Not very self assured tbh
After the collider incident his self image issues get way way WAY worse; from the fact he can hardly consider himself human, to his new powers, to the fact everyone from his old life dropped him
Except, for you
You stayed
Through it all the fact you stuck around does give him comfort, more so than if you were to meet him after the collider incident
Like
Its one thing to meet him as spot
But I feel its another to see and know how he was before, as just Jonathan, and to still stick around after his life was flipped upside down
His jealousy still spikes up every now and then
As a side thing I feel like as Jonathan he liked having you in his sight and, if possible, he liked holding your hand. Think of it as a "you're still here, you're here for me, you're not going anywhere and you love me," sort of thing
As spot that turns into him wanting to be even closer to you anytime he has the chance
The whole "oh I'm not the most (x)" thing REALLY amps up when he becomes spot, especially in the beauty department
Remind him that you dont mind the holes, shower him in affection
Overall it's going to be a while until hes confident in himself, both as Jonathan and as Spot
So please be patient with him, but remember to set clear boundaries for the relationship! I feel like with a lot of hc lists for insecurity and jealousy stuff, boundaries are hardly touched up on!! No hate to those writing like that and not including it but I feel like its important to stress that the other partner has the right to enforce their own things
Though that might be because when I was younger, jealous hcs were more... yandere-esque or getting REAL close to it, and it kinda. Made me think that was normal and desirable and okay in relationships so
Idk maybe that's just that part of me wanting to prevent that from happening to someone else
With that aside, ultimately Jonathan/Spot will try his best to not get too intense or pushy or controlling; again, he loves you, and he doesn't want to love you
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monsterswithimagines · 2 months ago
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Undisclosed Desires - Part 11
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Joe Goldberg x female!Reader
Summary: Twenty minutes before he would have met Guinevere Beck, Joe meets you instead. You intruige him, but it will soon become clear that there is something off about you.
Words: 951
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Guysssss I'm sorry if this sucks. I spent all day at the office wishing I could write and then I got home and people just would NOT leave me alone and I had to keep taking breaks 😭😭. Also I kind of didn't know how I wanted this chapter to go at all but now that I'm past it I'll probably have less trouble.
I'm not mad, (Y/n).
It's been three days and you're still avoiding me, but I'm so not mad that I give Ethan a raise and that I buy Paco dinner twice and that I smile at everyone who walks into Mooney’s. That's how you know I love you: I understand that you need time and space to figure out how you feel. And I can wait. And I don't take it out on others. Love is patient, after all.
And this is love. I know it is. You said I am great, and cute, and ugh, and that means something. But you said it yourself: you are ruining this by avoiding me. And when I text you, you're short with me. Why are you doing this to us? Are you the kind of girl who sabotages good things?
Then you finally text me properly. It's a long string of texts, and I want to ignore you because I'm not mad, but I'm a little disappointed in you, honestly, and I think that's fair. But the more I read, the more I smile, and I know I will not ignore you.
YOU: ok im so sorry i know iv been super distant and rude and that is totally on me and id love to tell u iv just been busy or whatever but the truth is actually that i've kind of been avoiding you?? i know i know im a mega bitch. plz forgive me 🙏🏻
YOU: but heres the thing iv never??? done this before??? like gone on dates and gotten drunk and spilled my guts to a guy and liked a guy
YOU: like this is so embarrassing bc i might just be making a super big deal out of nothing
YOU: iv had like six coffees today im sorry im not making sense
YOU: iv never had a boyfriend before and i dont have any other friends here and also im kind of like. super insecure??? so
YOU: you can interrupt me any minute now
YOU: pls
ME: Just give me a moment.
Ethan isn't here to watch the register but honestly, (Y/n)? I don't care. There's only two people in the store and they've both been browsing forever. They're just going to end up buying books they will never read, so I go into the office and close the door behind me. And then I call you.
You answer right away.
“Hey, you,” you say, embarrassed.
“You should have too much coffee more often,” I tell you.
“Uh, no, never again. I have a horrible headache.”
“I'm sorry.”
“It's okay,” you assure me. I hear something slam in the background. “Oops.”
“What are you doing?”
“Just rearranging my furniture.”
“Okay. Why?”
“I'm having a… day,” you say. “Sometimes I just have these moments where I have to change something about my life right this second, you know?”
“So you rearrange your furniture and you text guys illiterate love confessions.”
“Illiterate!” you exclaim. “I will have you know I am a copywriter, and I'm very good at my job.”
“Uh huh.”
“My failure to capitalize my texts is entirely on purpose.”
“Right.”
“And so is the lack of commas.”
I keep quiet, and you realize that I called what you sent me a love confession. You don't correct me because you do love me. You do.
“So,” you say. “Thoughts?”
“I like you. I think that's pretty clear. I went to a music festival with you, and the music was terrible.”
You laugh.
“But I don't want to push you into anything. Have you really never had a boyfriend?”
“Well, there was this boy at summer camp when I was twelve. We held hands on the swings and he shared his Nintendo with me. But I don't think that counts.” I've never wanted to kill a twelve-year-old boy before. “Then there was a girl when I was fifteen. I liked her but it turned out she was just, like, experimenting. So was I, really. We lasted two weeks.”
A girl, huh? This isn't something I expected. But I don't react, because I know you want me to react, and you also don't always like to get what you want right away.
“But no,” you conclude. “I've never actually dated anyone before. That doesn't mean you're pushing me.”
You are so brave, (Y/n). You've never been in love with anyone before but here you are, taking charge.
On your end of the phonecall, something else slams. Then something shatters. You curse and someone knocks on the office window, and I hold up my finger at him to indicate one minute.
“Hey,” I say. “Do you want me to come over and help? After work, I mean.”
“No. I mean, yes to coming over, but no to helping. I'll just get annoyed because you're not doing it exactly how I want it to be done.”
“I'll just bring food, then.”
Another kock at the window. I'm going to kill this guy.
“Great! I'm craving pizza,” you say.
“Pizza it is. Toppings?”
“Pepperoni. And jalapenos.”
“You got it.”
“See you tonight, Joe,” you say, but what you really mean is I love you.
We hang up and I go help the man. I am so nice to him, because you have invited me to your apartment. You want me there. You want me to sit on your bed and feed you and watch you move your books around because you love me, and you told me you've never had a boyfriend before which means you think I am your boyfriend now.
Closing time can't come soon enough.
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call-me-a-simp · 1 year ago
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Don't be scared
(oneshot)
Rhea Ripley x Reader x Damian Priest
Mami!Rhea X Afab!(trans ftm)disabled! Reader X Daddy!Damian, smut
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You're in your apartment with your partners, cooking dinner while they relax on the couch. They had a pretty rough day and are now watching their favorite TV show.
You join them in the living room, trying to balance the tray with food on your legs and pushing your wheelchair. It's quite difficult since you don't have any feeling inside your legs due to an accident a few years ago, but you've gotten quite used to it by now and it's not that much of a challenge anymore in your daily life.
"Oh sorry babe, let me help you" Rhea says and is about to get up but Damian holds her back. She looks at him confused and before he can explain, you interrupt him. "I don't want help, even if I know you only mean well but I want to make it on my own" you give her a warm smile and she returns it, relaxing onto the couch again.
"Alright then, sorry, what did you make?" she asks curiously. "No need to apologize, you didn't know better. I didn't make anything fancy todas, just pizza with some extra cheese since I know how much you love it" you wink at her and put the tray on the little table in front of the big couch.
You lock eyes with Damian and he get's up, helping you out of your wheelchair and onto the couch next to Rhea. "Now I'm confused.." Rhea says. But you can't blame her, she's new to your polyamorous relationship and doesn't always know when or if you need help.
"he doesn't have the strength in his arms to lift himself out of the wheelchair and onto the couch" Damian explains and you thank him with a smile. "Oh ok" Rhea shrugs. "Don't worry, I usually always tell when I need help but Damian got so used to it that I don't need to say anything anymore" you chuckle.
You eat in silence in front of the TV, even after you're finished no one says a word. Until the main character of the show is making out with another person and they end up showing them in bed. Even though you can no longer feel your legs, there is still a lot of feeling in the area around your hips and lower abdomen.
Damian notices you trying to grind on the sofa without success and smirks, deciding to let you suffer in silence until either Rhea notices by herself or you speak up, which you usually don't do when it comes to being horny.
Rhea sees you trying to shift positions next to her and asks if everything's okay and if you need help, but Damian jumps in saying you're just honey but not able to do anything about it on your own. "Yeah but you two could change that" you smirk at them.
You notice Rhea feeling uncomfortable, she never had sex with you before and it made her nervous. As tough as she might seem out there in the ring, she was a very soft and sometimes really insecure person and you always felt the need to protect her.
"Dont worry baby, there's nothing you have to be afraid of" you lean over to her and kiss her cheek. "but what if I do something wrong, like.." she whispers and sighs. "I think you already know the answer sweetheart" Damian tries to calm her and hugs her, pulling her close to his chest.
"Okay but can we do something now?" you beg "I hate teasing you know that Damian!" you whisper-shout. Your two partners chuckle and this time Rhea picks you up and carries you to the bedroom where she let's you down on the bed. You take off your shirt and pants, revealing a pretty sexy set of lingerie.
"Oh damn" Damian says and whistles. He's standing in the door frame as he put the dishes away first. You grin and pull yourself into the middle of the big bed. Rhea, overwhelmed with the whole situation, just stands there awkwardly as Damian begins to take of his shirt.
"Come here Rhea baby" you say and hold your arms open for her. She hesitates a little but does as you say and snuggles close to you. You pull her on top until she's hovering above you. You cup her cheek, putting a stray strand of hair back behind her ear.
"I know you're afraid of failing, but first of there's nothing you could do wrong and second of all, I promise this is worth it" you whisper and kiss her. She hums into the kiss making you smile, it sounded almost like a moan. You feel Damian joining you two in bed, pulling Rhea off of you so she's only laying half on top of you. She doesn't break the kiss though. Priest then get's comfortable behind her, spooning her and carefuly trailing his hand up her body making her shiver.
You pull away from the kiss and Rhea lays flat on her back, looking at you and then Damian who's smiling at her. You lean on your elbows and bend over to her, whispering "no need to be scared" and kiss her again, more passionately this time. Damian slowly moves his hand up, but is stopped by Rhea who is still very insecure and not ready.
You cup her cheek and deepen the kiss, reassuring her enough to let Damian continue. He starts to play with her chest under her shirt and she moans into the kiss. You pull away again so your boyfriend could also have a turn and move yourself over to the nightstand while your partners are making out, and pull out a vibrator from the drawer.
Damian has removed Rhea's shirt and bra by now. She grew more and more confident with every second and let her hands move dangerously across Damian's body. He pins her down, dominating her again.
They exchange heated kisses and you can almost feel the knot building in your stomach just by watching them. You lean over to them and lightly drag the toy up from Rhea's bare abdomen to her breasts where you turn it on and listen to her whimpering.
She pushes Damian away to break the kiss and curses "fuck y/n don't tease me like that! I want you both, now!" "that's how I like my pretty girl" Damian praises and moves to unbutton Rhea's pants. She helps him, not wanting to wait any longer, and takes them off together with her panties to throw them off the bed.
You notice your girlfriend almost staring at the bump in your partners pants. You're sure, if she were to open her mouth drool would start dripping out. "You need to take off your pants baby" she breathes out but you push her back down on the bed and place the vibrator on her clit, turning it on without any warning.
"Oh fuck" she moans loudly. And you grin, it always turned you on so much, seeing a partner making faces from pleasure. "I- oh yes- y/nn" she cries out and sharply inhales as she feels Damian's hard cock against her entrance.
"Relax" he says in a deep, lust filled voice "I'll be careful!" and kisses her forehead. You see a single tear escaping from the corner of her eye as Damian slowly pushes into her. She exhales shakily and you cup her cheek and kiss her.
One of her arms wraps around your waist pulling you closer and the other ones takes the vibrator away from you. Your hand moves to the back of her neck, deepening the kiss. You both moan into the kiss as you hear Damian grunt. He's all the way inside his girlfriend now, giving her some time to adjust.
Since your hips are about three feet away from Rhea's body you try to turn on your tummy, Damian helps you by grabbing your waist with one hand and pulling it over. Your upper body now hovering over Rhea, her arm still around your back trying to get your bra open.
Your boyfriend takes the vibrator from her hand and begins to tease you with it. You didn't expect it and let out a surprised sound which quickly turns into moans. Damian also started to move inside of your girlfriend who seems to be very overwhelmed by the whole situation.
Her moans grow louder as Damian fucks her faster and harder and you decide to edge her even more by rubbing her clit. Rhea is now literally crying from pleasure, tears streaming down her face, hands clenched to the bedsheets.
"I can't take this any longer" she whines and pulls you down for a kiss. "Don't come until I say you can" Damian presses out through gritted teeth. You could tell by the look on his face that he was close too.
With a few more hard thrusts he gives Rhea permission and they both cum with a loud moan. Your boyfriend tries to keep himself from collapsing on his partners and you pull him down for a sloppy kiss.
"Shit" Rhea pants. They're both heavily breathing but you all knew this wasn't over yet. You once again let out a surprised moan as Damian turns the vibrator up to max level. Rhea pulls you in for another heated kiss as Damian pulls out of her, switching places so you were the one under him now.
"Come on Demi, we're not done" he smirks and Rhea sits up. They help you in a position, somewhere between laying and sitting. You notice Damian and Rhea exchanging eye contact and smirking before your girlfriend speaks up.
"From now on, whenever you speak to us, it's either Mommy or Daddy! You understand that?" she advises you. "Yes Mommy" you reply making them grin. Damian lifts one of his legs over your torse, kneeling in front of your face now.
Rhea spreads your legs and begins to kiss your tummy and lower abdomen. "You know what to do princess, suck it" the man's voice is so sexy and turning you on, you could cum just by listening to him speak.
"Yes daddy" you moan as Rhea bites down on one of your sweet spots. You use your hands to stroke him a few times before kissing the tip and swirling your tongue around it. Damian's breathing get's heavier again and as Rhea plays with your clit and teases your entrance you open your mouth to inhale deeply.
Your boyfriend uses the opportunity to grab you by the hair and force his dick into you. "Mmhm" you moan, drool dripping down your chin as you begin to pleasure him. Rhea finally pushing one finger into you and immediately hitting the right spot makes you gasp and Damian pushes further into you.
You gag and grab his hips for support as he fucks your face harder. Your girlfriend's tongue dancing around your clit, her fingers managing to always curl in the right spot, hitting your g-spot every single time.
"Ohh yess" Damian moans, his head falling back and his eyes fluttering close. He speeds up his thrusts in your mouth until he cums, filling you up all the way. "Don't forget to swallow, pretty" Rhea interrupts her work to chuckle.
Damian pulls out of you and strokes himself a few more times until he cums a third time on your tits and face. You have a hard time swallowing but manage to do it. As soon as you can speak again you moan for Rhea to not stop now as you were close yourself.
Rhea moaning against your pussy as Damian slaps her ass is everything you need to cum all over her fingers "ahh shit keep going mommy, keep going" you scream and end up squirting everywhere. "Good job baby" your boyfriend praises you as you pant heavily and kisses you.
"Damn" he says to Rhea "I've never been able to make him sqirt, you really must know which buttons to press" he smirks and Rhea smiles proudly. "Thank you mommy, thank you daddy" you say once your breathing steadied a little again.
"Everything for our princess" Damian says, kissing you again and getting up to get some towels from the bathroom to clean up. "You were right" Rhea whispers and curls up to your side, snuggling her head in the crook of your neck.
"This really was worth it! I don't think I've ever had sex that good". You smile at her words and wrap your arms around her, kissing her forehead. Damian returns and cleans everything up, before tossing the towels aside to your clothes and spooning Rhea again from behind.
You feel her smiling against your skin, knowing it's because she can feel her boyfriend's cock against her ass, just like you did many times before. You chuckle and Damian kisses her neck before pulling a blanket over the three of you. Damian snuggles closer as Rhea whispers "Thank you for this great night" and he wraps his arm around her waist.
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Requested oneshot by @babybatlover, hope it's way you wanted it to be and you enjoy it and btw this the first time I wrote a disabled person
Requests are open!
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elekinetic · 1 year ago
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user elekinetic do you have any tips to spare for outlining fics 😭 i feel like I word vomit any of the concept that I have in my head, and dialogue ,and build off that adding paragraphs as I go and I go so slow bc of it. But ive been trying hard lately to write a list of “scenes” and bullet point the story but yeah.
do you know anything that could help me have an idea of where to go start to finish instead of starting at the random spot I’ve come up with first? I waste so much writing time because I haven’t built a backstory for characters and things like that so i don’t always know how they start the story off, only the situation they’re in. Is that something that could help? Making a list for each character or something? Would love to hear your thoughts thank you! <3
hi! first of all i’m so flattered you asked! to be clear, i am a very slow writer too lmao and i’m relatively new to prose writing, and though in very confident in my understanding of what makes a good story (W screenwriting), i am still figuring out my outlining process. but hey! let’s learn together.
sorry in advance for how long this is. i love talking.
so i basically figure everything out in the outline and write after i feel very good about it. if you have a strong foundation, everything gets a hell of a lot easier. t kind of sounds like your process might be similar to mine, so i’m just gonna explain what i'm doing for my current project.
my key document is my “bible.” i split it up into a couple different sections using page breaks (page breaks my best friend ily page breaks):
pitch/word vomit summary
scene ideas
outline
notes
ok so wtf does that mean.
1. pitch/word vomit summary — explain your concept. bc i've got a film/tv background, im starting off with my logline. (e.g. "after robin learns will is gay, they have a heart to heart in an abandoned video store about insecurity and feeling alone. they learn they're not." sometimes i'll follow that up with a note to myself like, "this fic isn't robin finding out, this is what happens after. starts with her already knowing. will pov, focus on his perception of robin changing. subtly reference toward feelings about mike, dont come out (haha) and say it") then, i write as MUCH of the concept down as i can, like i'm explaining it to a friend. (sometimes i copy and paste rants from dms directly into the document). it can be totally out of order, non-sensical, contradictory. just get as many of your ideas down as possible. you want to be able to come back to this and be like, oh i totally forgot about that. vague chapter summaries, personal notes about themes, whatever you want. i have a list of beats that you find in romantic dramas for inspiration and a paragraph abt ways i want to parallel/subvert s3 of st. just. go ham. 2. scene ideas — this is pretty self explanatory. i take some of the stuff i have in the p/s and flesh it out, or put down new ideas. this is where i'm writing out dialogue in bullet points, or what i want them to be Really Saying. (e.g. "mike: [panics bc he feels seen, tries to flip it back on (redacted) and fails] ") this is for when i can see stuff more clearly or i get out of the shower with a whole exchange in my head. gonna be out of order, a little all over the place. 3. outline — so. this is where you start piecing it together. put the bullet points in order. figure out objective of each scene and what needs to happen to accomplish that goal. figure out pacing, what needs to happen when. this step is where im looking at dialogue and thinking "why does mike say that? why does he feel that way? what needs to happen to get him to this point emotionally?" or looking at scenes and thinking "these are two scenes with people arguing back to back. lets make sure they feel different and give the characters different tactics to get what they want (byler argument where mike is avoiding will vs max argument where max is avoiding lucas. i could use this to highlight similarities and differences in the relationships, but having two scenes with the same tactics back to back might feel repetitive. maybe i move the scenes farther apart or change circumstances. maybe mike and will are having a veiled argument while theyre with a group of friends in a public space and max and lucas' argument is outside max's house.) also asking if conflicts are resolved too quickly, if the miscommunications feel too convenient, if characters disappear or are only around as plot devices. write. troubleshoot. repeat. 4. random notes — everything else that doesnt fit. for me this is literally just taylor swift lyrics (writing the fic vaguely off of a Specific Song that SHOULD BE STREAMED MORE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE anyway) and links to posts i use as character reference to make sure im staying true to the characters. (remembering will said "i was being a total jerk to el, i deserved it," AND "you're ruining everything, and for what!"/"i wasn't moping!")
i want it to be clear im doing all of this at the same time. im jumping around and pulling new ideas and rearranging as stuff changes. i think the thing that's really hard is that i want to be able to sit down, write the outline, and then move on. but for us scatterbrained writers, you're gonna have to re-outline and readjust like. a thousand times. and that's okay. that's good! it feels tedious as hell but the story is so much better for it.
take your time. let yourself be slow. keep finding holes in your story and fill the world in as you fix them.
here are some more questions i ask myself to make the story better:
What are you trying to accomplish over the course of the story? What is it about? (for the will&robin fic, it was something about feeling seen for the first time.) When you get lost in your story or aren't sure why a scene feels stale, come back to this. is the scene furthering that goal?
What is changing internally for each of your main characters? (yes theyre dating by the end but like. what do they learn.)
Are the side characters people or props? (will pov scene of a party-wide picnic where everyone's talking but will is focused on mike's hands.... where is max's head at in the scene? you don't have to have a super long backstory and she doesn't have to be a big part of the plot, but if she's saying something, figure out why she's saying it. if will is having a heart to heart with el, understand why el is responding the way she is. the scene's goal may be to get will through a breakthrough, but el's circumstances will change in the scene too. figure out how this conversation lands with her. oh, and remember the adults are people too!)
Why is this character saying this/why are they responding this way? (this should answer your "where do i start?" question. start in that random spot and figure out A) why they are there and B) why they are reacting the way they do (see last bullet point).
side note: some of the best advice i ever got was "enter the scene late, exit early." skip the prologue. try starting from that random spot. if it feels like something's missing, figure out exactly what that something is, and go from there
Do the stakes feel high enough?
What do i need to set up to make sure this scene/beat is satisfying as possible? (are will and mike going to have a big argument? oh, so we have to show tension before.... BAM you have another scene to write and your outline is fuller)
i could go on a lot longer but. basically.
i edit while i write. i'm someone who needs a very fucking strong outline and a very fucking clear idea of the story before i can start writing it. i'm putting probably 70-80% of the leg work in at the start so i can focus on making the prose (or script, most of the time) the best it can be.
THAT BEING SAID, this is just the way i do it and i have like. a fic and a half published. im taking my sweet time bc im creatively burned out and this is for fun first and foremost. like i said. i am a Very Slow Writer.
i highly, highly recommend hitting up the ask boxes of writers like @/strangeswift, @/wiseatom, @/astrobei, or @/andiwriteordie. no guarantees on responses bc they are busy ppl with busy lives but i really do think theyre some of the best writers out here right now, and im not just saying that bc they're my friends. abby (strangeswift) and i have been each other's sounding board through a lot of projects and she's almost done with one of her first Big Fics, so its worth asking her about that.
i hope this helps! ah!!
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mrgladstonegander · 4 months ago
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I’m really glad you cleared up the deal with Frank Angones. Ever since DT 17 ended, I’ve been seeing an influx of annoying DT purists who think the reboot betrayed some things about the DT lore (guess what, I don’t think the original 80s show and a lot of the comics are that interesting anyway, so **bites thumb**), so it was vindicating to see someone say that Frank is a good writer, he just has annoying traits about his writing. DT 17 is in my top 5 favorite DTVA shows and I am insecure about my opinions, so I don’t want to think I watched a bad show I loved all this time and didn’t even know it.
im glad you liked that post. if anything i say sounds weird/questionable, im always up for elaborating on what i mean.
and dt17 is one of my favorite shows ever as well! obviously, because im running a sideblog-dedicated to it, but i do have a lot of criticism about it. so i'm sorry to you or anyone else if this blog has gotten too much negativity. my brain kind of stews on negative points, so i can write about them easier, while my bursts of appreciation are very sudden, so i don't think to write them out very often.
and anon, i'm sorry if this sounds rude, but those "annoying" people have the right to criticize the show. i think its important to criticize Ducktales 2017 as its own standalone show (because it can hold as a standalone show), but it is still fundamentally a reboot. people have the right to be miffed about how much their favorite character was changed, or criticize how the show views its predecessors. their concerns are equally as valid as the writers choosing to change characters to balance out the archetypes of the cast (like Gyro and Fenton; they can't really both be nice, excitable scientists)
and i am basically one of those "purists". i dont really like how they handled Gladstone at some parts (especially their mindset of him), and I agree with people that Scrooge's parents should have stayed dead (because having relatives die oversees, and parents that tell you to take the rest of the family to America, but they're too old to come is a really relatable immigrant situation!)
I'm glad that my opinions made you feel vindicated and better, but if criticism of the show makes you feel insecure about your own opinions (and you shouldn't feel insecure about them. i know it can be hard sometimes, but you need to develop that skill), then you really should start blocking the "#ducktales critical" and "#dt critical" tags, or heck, start blocking blogs. or even block me if you start thinking my opinions are annoying. because the way i show appreciation for things include criticism. so i dont really know why you're here
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groenendaelfic · 1 year ago
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i love YR and i love wille and simon so much but i will be a simon defender till the day i die. i can see both wille’s and simon’s POVs for how they acted but idk as poor POC simon’s actions resonate more with me. regardless, the reason why i say this is because i always see so much more wille support/simon hate online than i do vice versa. im not asking for wille hate but im asking for prepubescent girls to stop supporting wille simply because he’s an attractive white boy. i dont know—maybe im oversimplifying things but what do you think about the split between simom defenders and wille defenders?
I get it. It's not fair but I get it.
Why?
Because Simon is all of us.
I might be able to identify more with Wilhelm when it comes to many things, his personality, his anxiety, his temper... but in essence every single one of us will always have more in common with Simon than with Wilhelm.
It doesn't matter how different our lives, upbringings and the small everyday things which shaped and defined us are from Simon's. It doesn't matter how much I see my younger self reflected in Wilhelm, how much I can relate to his struggles (I mean it does, but for this specific argument it doesn't). My life will still always be closer to Simon's than to Wilhelm's.
We are Simon. Simon fucks up. Simon makes mistakes. Far reaching mistakes, and it's always easier to be self-critical and insecure than not to.
I'm Simon. But I wouldn't have done xyz! (I wouldn't, I'd either have done something worse or nothing at all, which might just be worse still.)
Simon is a teen and he makes teen mistakes. Sometimes understandable ones, sometimes stupid ones, sometimes crazy ones.
It's normal. It's relatable, it's every one of us but different. Of course it's easier to be critical of Simon. To 'hate on' Simon. He is us, but he doesn't always act like we would, nor does he act like the idealized version of the beloved character we want him to be.
He's a teenager and he's flawed and he's human. We love him and we want him to be perfect but he isn't. Of course there's Simon 'hate'. It's not okay, but I get it.
Simon is us, but he makes mistakes we, however unconsciously, think we wouldn't. We think we would do better, or at least we hope so, and so we criticize him.
It's not right, but I also get the urge to do so even if I don't approve.
Wilhelm however? Wilhelm is different.
Wilhelm is a prince. Worse, he's a crown prince and future king. He's His Royal Highness The Crown Prince of Sweden, Duke of Some Historical Province or Another.
His entire existence causes a knee-jerk reaction of defensiveness. At least it does in me.
Him being a minor who didn't choose who he was born as helps, but it's not enough. Yes, his life isn't easy. Yes he's living with pressure none of us can understand. Not the irl crown princess and not rwrb's Henry.
But he also has power and privilege and wealth the likes of which we'll never truly be able to comprehend. No matter what he chooses to do once he's an adult, he'll always have that.
Wilhelm's entire existence is a reflection of most of what's wrong with this world. I cannot in good conscience root for him and I shouldn't like him. We shouldn't romanticize and glorify royalty, not even fictional one, because all their wealth, power and privilege is built on our backs and sustained by our backs.
I should hate him, not feel sorry for him. I shouldn't empathize with him.
And yet Wille is my bb and my fav and I love him and he never did anything wrong in his life. Not ever. Wille is perfect. He deserves the world and I'll defend him and his wrongs to the very end of it and damn everything and everyone else.
Why?
Because if I start to acknowledge, in all seriousness, that any of his mistakes or wrongs are in fact mistakes and deserve (more) consequences, no matter if it's the fact that he's an objectively bad friend to Felice (I'm already getting super defensive typing these words because Wilhelm, my poor bb, had reasons and deserves to be selfish!) or that you never, ever point any gun at anyone, not ever, or any of his other numerous mistakes, then I'm opening up a Pandora's box I cannot close again.
Yes, he's a teenager and he's flawed and he's human. Yes, he makes stupid, far reaching mistakes. Yes, it's everyone else who hands him his power and privilege. Yes, it's all inherited, as is his wealth, but that doesn't make it alright.
You cannot, in good conscience, root for Wilhelm without also acknowledging or at least being aware of the inherent power dynamics at play, and I'm not only talking about Wilhelm and Simon's relationship, but Wilhelm and everyone, including his mother and the royal court and the entire government.
All three need Wilhelm more than he needs them, and once he fully realizes that he's going to be (even more of) a menace.
Wilhelm doesn't have any political power on paper, but that doesn't mean that his actions can't influence and control the entire Swedish legislature for years. That can be good, sure, at least in the long term, but it'll also take away from much needed other laws etc being discussed and passed, ones which would better the lives of many Swedes directly and immediately. That is scary, because it's real, or it could be.
Wilhelm is a minor and Young Royals is captivating, fictional escapism. But my ardent republican heart (of the non US kind) still struggles with not getting immediately defensive when talking about my love for Wilhelm, because Young Royals is also so real and realistic and a reflection of so many things which are still extremely problematic in our oh so progressive, look at how much worse all the other countries are, can't you be happy with what you've got? part of the world in ways many other shows aren't, and Wilhelm and his rank and title and entire existence are at the heart of it.
The biggest 'problem' Young Royals has is that despite the premise, it is so realistic and relatable and well done. It's almost impossible to escape into the fiction of it to a degree where you can solely focus on the cute boys falling in love and the romantic tragedy of their struggles, without also being at the very least peripherally aware of our reality being reflected in every scene.
Young Royals is romantic and hot and heart-wrenching, but it also criticizes the system and society and shows us exactly how little people like Simon, people like us, matter to the upper class, and it does so from the very first episode in which Simon tries his best to stay strong and tells everyone exactly who the country's biggest welfare receivers are. And he's right.
Simon deserves our defense, our support. But I don't feel the need to. I should, because Simon is not as strong as he wants to be, but he's also a normal teen and nothing is easier than looking down on teenagers and people we can identify with or have things in common with. We all do it all the time, willingly or not, consciously or not, thinking we're better, that we'd do better, no matter how much we love them, because not doing so would mean acknowledging our own faults and flaws, would mean we'd have to admit that Simon is doing the best he can in a way most of us probably wouldn't be able to.
Wilhelm however? I can identify with parts of him despite of everything he stands for and not because, and that is scary, because I don't want to have anything in common with a future hereditary head of state.
I don't want to sympathize with royalty, with people who can control others around them with nothing but words, worse their mere existence. People who, were I to address them in anything other than the third person and with a title, would consider me to be the rude one, as would everyone around us.
And yet I do. I do identify with Wilhelm. I sympathize with him. I think I understand him, but scratching the surface of that is dangerous, because no matter how much we need escapism in these hard times romanticizing royalty, sympathizing with them and thinking they're just like us is not only tricky but dangerous.
It's what the elites want, all of them, while they laugh at our plight and profit off of our hard work. It's what gets horrible people elected president and billionaires turned into cool, dudebro heroes. It's a slippery slope and none of them are the exception, no matter how much they try to convince us otherwise.
Of course we get defensive, of course we're so passionate to highlight that Wilhelm's mistakes are okay and are overly critical of Simon's.
Defending Wilhelm is not rational, it's not logical, and yet it is, which is why I will burn down the world in Wille's defense and serve it to him on a silver platter, because my bb deserves everything and his feelings and struggles are valid and who am I to judge. Wille never did anything wrong.
Finally, I get where you're coming from, but please don't make this about prepubescent girls. Or teenage girls. Being a girl that age is hard. Your body and feelings are changing in ways you don't understand, people suddenly treat you differently. Adults, kids, other teens no matter their gender. You are sexualized, and your intelligence and skills are suddenly only of secondary importance at best. It's scary, and even when it's good it's not safe. You always need to be wary and careful lest you have to pay a price for your joyful inattentiveness, a potentially traumatic, life changing price. Being a prepubescent and teenage girl is also wonderful and freeing and eye opening in the best way, but anything you do or say will always be reduced to silly teenage girl, even by other teenage girls, someone to be made fun of and not taken seriously, when in truth nothing requires more strength and tenacity than surviving as a prepubescent and teenage girl. So if fixating on attractive, unattainable white boys helps? Let them and don't judge, no matter your age or gender. It's not perfect, but it's safe. More, it's a safe way to explore your budding sexuality and bond with others along the way, something which is so important when nothing about being a girl that age ever feels safe, not even when you think you can do anything and know everything. That attractive, unattainable (white) boy? Be it Wilhelm or the current boygroup heartthrob of choice? He is going to reveal private things about himself (most likely made up, but that doesn't invalidate how finding out those facts makes you feel) without demanding a price, you can develop an intense parasocial relationship with him and learn and grow from it, it can help you in many ways which aren't obvious at first (I still keep up with my teenage boygroup and listen to every one of their new albums even though it's been twenty years and I've had musical anhedonia for almost as long), and he will never, ever grope you or insult you or make you feel awkward and insecure, nor will he ever pressure you to do something you're not ready for (unless it's to spend money you don't have on useless stuff you desperately need). Please don't be condescending or judgmental of prepubescent girls, especially ones having to grow up in the age of social media and smartphones everywhere. Fixating on the attractive white boy is a matter of self-defense. It doesn't mean they aren't aware of what they're doing or that doing so isn't ideal. They know. Everyone is constantly telling them and making them feel guilty about it. Please don't be one of them.
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taegularities · 7 months ago
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i mean this in the nicest way possible because i truly love you, but i wish writers in general wouldnt try to force reader engagement. i often reply with feedback, but at the end of the day, you should be writing because you want to, not because you want validation. i dont know if its just me who feels this way, but when writers constantly mention needing feedback or they wont write/will stop writing a popular series, it feels like a threat. i dont want reading to feel like a chore, where i need to constantly be validating my favorites so they dont get taken away from me. i love you and your writing and i wish my likes were enough. sometimes i, as a reader, dont feel like engaging/leaving notes. sometimes i just want to read and move forward. i feel like many writers have turned appreciative comments from readers into an obligation.
again in no way is this meant to be hateful towards you, i feel like this can apply to many of my favs. i just needed to get it off my chest and hopefully assure you that we like your writing, even if there's less engagement. if you disagree with any of my points, please tell me/ask me to clarify. i dont want to hurt your feelings and i would love to hear from the writer's side!
hiii! no worries, thank you so much for being respectful and wanting to hear my opinion, as well. i know some people let these things out in the rudest manner possible, so i appreciate that <3
so, the reason i haven't been writing atm is because i lack the time and energy to write :') this year has been crazyyyy busy, so i just don't get to it anymore – and since i've been away/less present for a while, i guess i also drifted away from tumblr, too, and then felt like people might've forgotten about taegularities, and then i wasn't sure if the effort would still be worth it (i get insecure at times, but that's a me-problem). now, the reason i (and many other writers) have this worry is bc writing requires an insane amount of energy and brainpower – when i tell you that so many of us actually slave over just a scene or even a paragraph for ages 😭 (example: the last cmi update was far shorter than what i usually drop, but it took me days to just edit one scene). we ache to write all the time, but life also gets in our way – i barely get time to sit down and work on my fics these days… so when i do get time, i want to put it out there into the world and then see the reactions, too… i write for myself, ofc, but for you guys, too, so i can share that joy; or else i'd keep the fics in my docs, right?
and in that sense, when we write something in the rare free time that we get and that we hope others will love just as much as we do, we do seek some sense of validation, even if that sounds odd. it's like – imagine you studied for a test for like 2 weeks, but then don't get the results you hoped for (which might be a weird example, but effort-wise, it's similar, even if fics don't affect writers' lives in that sense). i know there are many who just write and don't care for feedback (even tho i've seen even those who say this be sad about reader engagement which – very valid), but i think that most who expose their soul and heart like this, do want to see people enjoying it/speaking about it/hyping it up. every creator, be it in the movie, music or art industry, loves to see reactions! and think about it – most writers get so genuinely excited when someone sends an ask that doesn't say more than "i loved this so much!! you're such a good writer!!" which is insane?! like, i know that i do – i get so happy and remember these comments 5ever, and it's a 2 sentence review as opposed to thousands of words. the effort here is unbalanced, but we still love it so much. and you don't need to write an essay, you never never do!! i swear, it's always enough to even get a few words or sentences <3 which, in the end, isn't a lot to ask for, you know?
i'm not saying i will stop writing my series. i would stop if it got 0 reactions OR if my life stood in its way too much; i'll keep loving what i write and write out of joy, no doubt. and tbh, i don't care about notes either. like, i remember "ruin you" getting way less notes than cmi but GOSH we had so much fun back then bc of the interaction and the craze made me so happy hahaha and yeah that's what it's essentially about – community. does that make sense? it's tumblr where likes don't make a post circulate – reblogs do, so yeah, unfortunately, likes are not enough :( i wish they were. i totally get what you mean, though. even feedback shouldn't be an obligation, but if you truly like somebody's work, it never hurts to send a tiny message. it really means the world to us when something we adore and are so proud of – creating art, sharing our heart, wanting everybody to see this love – is met with so much joy. and it's fics, you know – we love love love writing, but it's something that can be read. and we want people to read it and we're legit sitting there like "👀 and?? aaaand?" lol it's so nice to know when someone truly appreciates something… ofc you don't have to comment on my stuff, but i promise feedback makes a difference. it's why so many do leave :/ i hope that made sense!! once again, thank you for being respectful!! i love you, too, and am truly grateful that you're here and enjoying my stuff!! <3
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phanfictioncatalogue · 1 year ago
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Manchester (2) Masterlist
part one
2011 (ao3) - outphan
Summary: Dan and Phil move in together.
all the light we can see. (ao3) - commonemergency
Summary: Being back in Manchester even after all this time made him feel like he needed to be on edge for something that wouldn’t happen again—but sometimes the memories sat their in his bones, made him ache and reminded him that it was a part of him that would always exist, and he had learned to love and treat it the best that he could.
by the faded orange wall (ao3) - morelikeexisting
Summary: There are a few names scattered around on that horrendously orange wall, initials enclosed in hearts.
“Can we?” Dan asks, looking up at him through his eyelashes.
Phil smiles.
( or the one where they meet in Manchester and visit the same place nearly 10 years later )
december 4th: where the heart is (ao3) - angelmichelangelo
Summary: dan and phil visit manchester
doesn't feel right (ao3) - animad
Summary: Phil goes and visits his parents on the isle of man, leaving Dan home alone in the Manchester apartment for the first time.
doppelt. (ao3) - schnaf
Summary: The big wheel in Manchester. The big wheel in another Manchester. Phil's disappearance. Finding Phil - twice. Dealing with Doppelgängers. That's not exactly what Dan expected from their first meeting. But in the end, being with Phil is all that matters.
(TW) Far too young to die (ao3) - BREAD2000yeet
Summary: Dan relapses (he was never clean) and stays over at Phil’s apartment, a conversation ensues.
Fireworks (ao3) - philsmeatylegss
Summary: obligatory 2009 dnp fic featuring blushy!insecure!dan and bold!shameless!phil, manchester eye, and gross fluff
flicking through the pages (i've written in my memory) (ao3) - manchestereyes
Summary: Dan and Phil return to Manchester for a nostalgia-filled day before heading off on their world tour.
Going Nuts (ao3) - schnaf
Summary: Dan is going nuts in Manchester. But one midnight trip to the supermarket changes everything.
here, with you, there’s nothing else i need (ao3) - deathlytireddan
Summary: Sometimes Phil thinks the longer he knows Dan the more much he becomes. It doesn’t make sense, not really. Phil thinks Dan would get it, though.
I Think I'm Going to Like it Here (ao3) - dont-tell-them-i-write-phan (QueenJunoTheGreat)
Summary: Dan and Phil’s very first meeting at Manchester Piccadilly station, except they have cat and bunny ears because reasons
i'll go with you (ao3) - manchestereyes
Summary: Dan drops out of uni.
In Starbucks (with you) (ao3) - apoetacriminal
Summary: Things are just beginnig for them, but they’re also coming to an end. An afternoon in Manchester, a coffee shop sofa, and some memories.
In the Dark (ao3) - thewakeless
Summary: Dan and Phil decide to move in together.
It's Good To Be In Manchester (ao3) - danrifics
Summary: Dan and Phil are in Manchester visiting their friends Ian and Lauren Ian and Lauren’s daughter draws a cute photo of Phil.
(Based on a Phil insta story, link in notes)
It's not hair dye (ao3) - OliveTheHobbit
Summary: Dan is always finding ways to be loud about his sex life, isn't he?
Or the incident that originated the iconic tweet
I've got you, brother (ao3) - Findus26
Summary: Dan is visiting his family and as always, things turn sour quickly.
Dan wants to run back to Phil, but somehow, he finds himself in his brother’s room for what might be their first ever honest conversation.
Laws Of Attraction (ao3) - strawberrysunflower
Summary: When Phil turned twenty-nine, he wrote out a list of all the things he had in his life. One terraced house in Manchester, rented. Two housemates who still buy the cheapest alcohol on offer in Tesco. Three failed long-term relationships.
After a spur-of-the-moment Friday night out on Canal Street, Phil ends up in the bed of a very handsome stranger. It’s a nice yet meaningless distraction from his directionless life. No big deal. Until he bumps into him again. And again. And again...
Lovesick (ao3) - parentaladvisorybullshitcontent
Summary: "This was meant to happen."
"You know fate's bullshit, right?" Dan says, but his voice isn't as steady as it was a second ago.
"Not for us," Phil says.
In which it's 2009 and there's Dan, Phil and the Manchester Eye
luminescence (ao3) - howelllesters
Summary: When packing for London, Phil realises he's amassed quite the candle collection. So, naturally, he decides to light them all at once.
Manchester (ao3) - ahappyphil
Summary: 13 March 2010 @amazingphil- “Looking at apartments in Manchester:]”
meander through the garden of your mind (we can take our time) (ao3) - indistinct_echo
Summary: “I don’t—,” Dan starts but then cuts himself off. He takes a deep breath. “It’s not PJ’s reaction that I’m worried about. It’s the saying of words bit.”
a fic about identity and the ways we can create and explore it
Mess (ao3) - expiredlove
Summary: When Dan leaves, he always leaves a little mess behind.
missed time (ao3) - dizzy
Summary: Dan comes back from India and goes straight to Manchester to see Phil.
Put my name at the top of your list (ao3) - trainsimulator
swept away (ao3) - bloodyscarab
Summary: you caught my drift when i was restless,
when the current flows
i'm gonna flow with you
swept away by diana ross
Up the Hill, Making Memories (ao3) - husbants
Summary: It's the night of October 19th, 2009. The bus has just dropped Dan and Phil off after their day in Manchester together. This doesn't mean the night is over, though: they've got one long hill to climb before they're getting to Phil's house.
(And maybe they are a little excited to get to Phil's house.)
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where-are-the-spooky-gays-2 · 4 months ago
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Flores sides au
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Anxiety (can’t think of a name): loves rock music, “the best way to keep someone’s guard up is to be the LOUDEST person in the room”, thinks he’s friends with everyone.
Good creativity (Luca): Insecure, pessimistic af, sort of a crybaby, never thinks his creations are good enough, he has trouble speaking his mind or sharing how he feels about something becuase he’s scared the others will get angry. Like fluttershy.
Morality (can’t think of a name): like a teenager, phone addict (he’s ALWAYS on it even when someone talking to him), the baby of the group ( you DONT want to see what happens when you take his phone away)
Logic (can’t think of a name): shady, conspiracy theorist, somehow speaks with an Italian accent, “If you and Thomas are plannin’ to make some conspiracy theory don’t lump me into it capish? Atta boy!” Really sketchy, everyone thinks he’s weird but love him.
Deceit(Carlos): where’s a cape,hat and half a white drama mask lol. VERY confusing to the point I don’t understand the dude. Is in good terms with everyone. (If he ever met Janus he’s bully the dude then say he’s sexy or smth then continue bullying him).
Bad creativity/Intrusive thoughts(Dante): is always sleepy and is always asleep. He sometimes sleeps with his eyes open. Sometimes wears a sleeping cap, sometimes hold a pillow or sometimes holds a blanket lol. He’s quiet and always wants to sleep and is quiet and introverted. He does still does Remus’s thing and keep nico up at night with bad thoughts and he says the most boldest and wildest shit lol. Always nonchalant or dead on the inside lol. Doesn’t have a bad relationship with his brother they just don’t really talk.
Orange side: **Info redacted**
(Not cuz I’m edgy but because I genuinely have no flipping clue who he is 💀✋)
Do you have any ideas for the other names?? I’d love to hear some cuz I genuinely need help with the names lol. I might make these guys in gavha cuz I dunno how to draw.
Oh god I'm terrible at these XD How about
Anxiety: Zeke
Morality: Max
Logic: Franky or Tony I don't know XD
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