#they may be brothers but they hate eachother deeply

[wolfylch]

There's no brotherly love between these two.

Some concepts I went through! I was greatly considering a gas mask route but decided to stick with a lighter.

[ivarlover]

UNEXPECTED Part 4, 2ND HALF

(Sequel #3 to UNLEASHED and UNDENIABLE)

Alex Høgh Andersen + Modern Ivar

Mentions of Female Reader + Hvitserk

NSFW 18+ ONLY

Continued from the 1st half of Part 4. Same warnings apply.

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After much debate with Aslaug and Y/N, Ivar and his brothers finally left with Ivy. Ivar sat in the back seat with Ivy, trying to ignore her giggles and reaching for him. After a few minutes of her trying to reach him unsuccessfully, Ivy began to cry. Ivar never looked toward her and tried his best to ignore her.

Turning around, Ubbe said to him, "Ivar, surely you can do something to calm her. Look at her. She's reaching for you. Do something."

"What the fuck am I supposed to do? She's not even my child! I don't know what the fuck she wants!" He dropped his head to his hands.

Understanding what was happening with Ivar, Ubbe spoke calmly, "Ivar, I know this is fucking difficult. I am so sorry that bitch did this to you, but the baby isn't to blame. If you can settle her some, please, for fuck's sake, do it."

Against his better judgment, Ivar reached his hand to Ivy as she cried. She grabbed it and held it to her cheek. Looking into her pitiful eyes, full of tears, he gently rubbed her cheek and spoke softly to her, "Shhh. It's ok, baby. Your mommy will be back with you soon. You're going to be ok. We're taking you to see your daddy." To his surprise, the words cut him deeply, but he did his best to show no emotion. This is the very reason he hadn't spent time with her.

Ivy looked at him, "Dada?"

"Stop the car! Stop the fucking car! I'm not doing this! Let me out of the fucking car, NOW! Stop the car, Hvitserk!" Ivar yelled from the backseat.

"What the hell, man!"

"Now, Hvitserk! Now!"

Hvitserk pulled over on the side of the road, and Ivar burst out the door before he'd even come to a complete stop, and Ivy began crying again. Hvitserk looked to Ubbe in complete dismay. "Just sit here with the baby. I'll talk to him," Ubbe said, getting out of the car after Ivar.

Hvitserk turned around to Ivy and placed his hand in hers. She began to calm down again as she looked at him. She then repeated, "Dada." Hvitserk smiled at the realization that it was just a word she could say. He knew why Ivar was so upset about it but he needed to explain it.

He jumped out of the car and ran over to his brothers. Seeing their worried faces, he blurted out, "She wasn't calling you daddy, Ivar! It's just a word she can say! She said it to me, too." Ubbe and Ivar looked at him, surprised.

"You left her in the car alone, Hvitserk?" Ivar ran back to the car. "She's just a baby. You can't do that."

Hvitserk and Ubbe looked at eachother knowingly and smiled as they went back to the car behind him.

"So, you good? Can we can go now?" Hvitserk asked as he caught up with Ivar. "She said it to me, too. She wasn't actually calling you that, man."

Looking at Ivy and then back to Hvitserk, Ivar hesitated, "Yeah," he took a deep breath, "I guess so."

When they arrived at the park, Herald wasn't there yet. They decided to go ahead and take Ivy to the playground. Ivar unbuckled Ivy from the carseat and then turned to Hvitserk who was waiting for him. "What?" Hvitserk shrugged his shoulders.

"You can get her out now. I've unbuckled her," Ivar told him.

"Wait. What? No. It won't kill you to get her, Ivar. You can carry her," Hvitserk smiled at Ivar's apprehension. "She won't bite, man."

"That's not it. It's just, well, umm, I just," Ivar stumbled over his words.

"Yes," Hvitserk answered, "I know, but I promise you, it will be ok. Now, let's go."

Ivar panicked. He really didn't want to do this. However, he also realized that depending on the test results, this may be the only bit of time he had with her. He hated that he'd barely even been with her at all but yet, somehow, she was still growing on him. As much as he wanted to walk away, hesitating, he leaned back into the car and got Ivy out of her carseat. "Ok, little one, let's go have some fun." He held her in his arms and she leaned her head down on his shoulder. "What have I gotten myself into?" He asked Hvitserk and Ubbe as he joined them.

Ubbe patted him on the back and said, laughing, "Looks like you're still a push over, man. It's ok. We won't hold it against you."

"Fuck off!"

Hvitserk teased him, "Ivar, such language! Not in front of the baby!"

They finally got to the playground and Ivar asked, "Is she big enough for the slide?"

Ubbe rolled his eyes, "Ivar, she can't even walk yet. She can go down the slide if you place her on it and hold her hands and guide her down it."

"Where's the fun in that?" Ivar asked, genuinely wondering.

"Just trust me, you shit for brains," Ubbe laughed.

Ivar did as Ubbe instructed. Afterall, he was the only one between the three of them who actually had any children. Ivy giggled and smiled into Ivar's eyes as he guided her down the slide, nervous at first but quickly getting the hang of it. He did it again several times. There was just something absolutely adorable about her little smiles and giggles. Also, that twinkle in her eyes was enough to melt the hardest of men. He noticed this feeling seemed to be true with his brothers as well.

They took turns taking her down the slide and pushing her in the baby swing. The sounds her giggles produced were worth every second of it.

Ivar sat in the swing beside the baby swing and as Hvitserk turned around with Ivy in his arms, he placed her in Ivar's lap. Ivar's eyes widened and as he was about to protest, Ivy leaned her head forward, placing it on his chest. "Mama," she said softly and Ivar took note to find out from the hospital if he could bring her to visit with Katia. He moved the swing slowly back and forth and Ivy placed her hands on his chest beside her head. He wasn't sure if this meant she was sleepy or not so he gently held her as he rocked the swing a little more.

It was then that he noticed Herald walking toward them. He'd almost forgotten that Herald was the reason they were here in the first place. "There's my angel. Let me hold her," Herald said loudly as he approached Ivar and Ivy. "She need not get too comfortable with you. She's my daughter."

Ivy jerked up and away from Ivar's chest upon hearing Herald's voice. Her eyes widened at Ivar. "So she's awake. Let me see her." Herald reached for her and she clung to Ivar's shirt. As Ivar was about to stand with her still in his arms, Herald grabbed her on each side and tugged on her. She began to cry as she placed her head on Ivar's chest, clinging to his shirt in her hands.

Ivar was quickly to his feet. "Hey, step back some," Ivar placed his hand between the now crying Ivy and Herald. "She was almost asleep. Give her a minute."

Herald opened his mouth to speak, but Hvitserk and Ubbe were quickly on either side of Ivar, obviously ready for whatever was about to take place. Herald took a couple of steps backwards.

Ivar looked down to Ivy, still whimpering in his arms. He rocked her and patted her back, "Shhh, little one. It's ok. Shhh. We're not going to let anything happen to you."

"You may just end up being good at this afterall, Ivar. Who would have thought?" Hvitserk grinned at him.

"Not now with your shit, Hvitserk," Ivar answered him, no smile at all on his face. Hvitserk immediately straightened up and looked over to Herald who was snarling at them.

"We were taking turns pushing her in the baby swing. I'll place her in it and you can come give her a push," Ivar told Herald.

As Herald approached, Ivy looked at him and her tiny fists tightened in Ivar's shirt. Ivar swallowed thickly but pulled her away from him and placed her in the swing. She looked up at Ivar and smiled. This made him feel a bit better.

He stepped to the side of the swing and Herald walked up to face Ivy. Herald reached toward her and it seemed as if she tried to dodge his touch. He placed his hand on her head and said, "How's my little angel been? Humm? Did you miss me?" Ivy reached her hand out to Ivar. Ivar just watched the two of them.

"Hey! Daddy's talking to you, Ivy! Look at me!" Herald growled and Hvitserk stepped forward. Ivar signaled for him to hold back. He was curious about their interaction and was close enough to ensure there would be no harm at all done to Ivy.

Ivy flinched at his words and looked to Ivar once again. Herald gently pushed her in the swing but she didn't smile as she had earlier with Ivar and his brothers. Herald tried talking with her again, a bit sweeter this time, but Ivar could tell it was forced. He seemed like a very cold man.

"Fuck this! I want to hold my child!" Herald announced and before Ivar could do anything, he grabbed Ivy from the swing and held her in his arms. She began crying and pushing away from him. She turned toward Ivar and then to Hvitserk and Ubbe, reaching for any of the three of them. She began crying louder and in the middle of her tears, she cried out, "Mama!"

It was as if it was all happening in slow motion and Ivar could not get to them fast enough. Herald began to grumble and complain at how could she want them when they were strangers and not want to be with him who had been in her life since she was born. He seemed genuinely hurt but Ivar realized quickly that it was his loud voice and his tone that Ivy didn't like. He seemed to not understand how to speak to a baby.

Ivy began to cry louder and was practically about to jump out of Herald's arms as he tried his best to hold onto her.

Ivar was finally in front of him. Reaching for Ivy, he said, "Look man, she's been through a lot the last day or so and she seems to be stressing with you for whatever reason. She's been asking for her mom and I bet she's just scared. Let me try to calm her down so you can actually spend some time with her."

He took Ivy from Herald's arms without waiting for his response. He knew Ivy could really be Herald's daughter but right now that was irrelevant because she was too little to be in this much stress. If being with her father made her this upset, maybe Katia needed to be present whenever they were together.

He rocked her and rubbed her back as he spoke quietly and calmly to her. She began to calm down and her breathing began to slow as she laid her head on his chest and grabbed onto his shirt again.

Herald watched in amazement. He was going to tell Ivar exactly what he could do with his opinion, but as he saw how quickly Ivy calmed down with him, he was caught completely off guard. "How? Umm, what? How did you do that? I have lived with her for the last year and I've never been able to do anything like that with her. She always cries with me. Katia would tell me to just keep trying, but she has always cried."

Ivar felt pride swell up in his chest but also a bit of sadness knowing, very well, this may all end soon. As he began to answer Herald, his phone rang. "I'm sorry, I need to take this." He handed Ivy to Hvitserk rather than Herald and gave him the look that let him know she was not to go back into Herald's arms.

"Ivar, are you ok?" Alex was on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, I am. There's way too much to discuss right this minute, but are you out of class? Do you need me to come pick you up from school?"

"No, I saw your text that there was more to the story and that the results were going to take longer so when I was finished with my last class, I got on the bus and came straight to the hospital," Alex answered, sounding genuinely worried.

"Alex, I could have came to..."

Alex cut him off, "Ivar, the Lab Tech just told me that they have the results. They have them but they can only share them with you and with some guy name Herald? Who the hell is Herald?"

"Long story, Love," Ivar answered. "I'll tell you all about it once we get back in the car and are on our way. Call you back in five?"

"Definitely!"

Ivar shared Alex's message with everyone and they began to prepare to leave for the hospital. "Can she ride in my car with me?" Herald asked Ivar. "Maybe she will warm up to me again once she's separated from you guys."

Ivar glared at him in a snarl, answering him through his gritted teeth, "Absolutely not." He added nothing more and walked away from Herald, carrying Ivy to the car.

As soon as they were all in the car, the three brothers began talking about how strange Herald's interaction was with Ivy. "I'm not so sure I will be ok with her leaving with him if he does end up being her father," Ubbe stated matter of factly, "Because that sure as hell did not look like a dad who has been missing his baby girl."

"I'm sorry. I can't even entertain the possibilities. I need to just hear what they tell us at the hospital," Ivar said in a defeated voice, and Ubbe understood.

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Alex met Ivar and his brothers at the car. After the phone call he'd had with Ivar on their way to the hospital, Alex thought it best to be near him when they arrived. There was no reason for all of his anger with Katia about this ridiculous situation to be taken out on Herald.

Alex opened the back door, expecting to get Ivy from the carseat, but to his surprise, Ivar was already getting out with her in his arms. Alex stood there, completely stunned, as Ivar walked around to him. "Damn, am I happy to see you," Ivar told him, giving him a sweet kiss on lips. Alex hugged him and they stood like that for a moment, hugging, with Ivy in their arms, just the three of them. Ubbe smiled at them as he looked on.

From behind him, Ivar heard what sounded like arguing. As he turned around, he saw Hvitserk standing in front of Herald and attempting to hold him back. Ivar gave Ivy over to Alex as Hvitserk was abruptly pushed aside by Herald.

"You're a fucking faggot?! Get away from my daughter, you disgusting pervert!" He then looked at Alex, "Hand over my daughter and get your filthy hands off of her, you little bitch! Fucking faggots!"

As Herald took his next step, Ivar was already up in his face, immediately, with his pocket knife in his hand and at Herald's throat. "Who the fuck do you think you are to speak to either one of us that way, but especially to Alex? Humm? What gives you the right? Our lives have absolutely nothing to do with you and it's not like our choices are going to infect Ivy." Ivar had now gotten behind Herald with his arm around his neck, his knife still at his throat, and Herald's head tilted with his hand holding onto him firmly by a handful of hair. "Now, you have two seconds to fucking apologize to Alex or I promise you, I will end you right here and now. This will be the last breath you ever take!" Ivar growled into the side of Herald's face.

Hvitserk and Ubbe were trying to calm Ivar down but to no avail. He didn't even hear a word they were saying. Ubbe stepped closer and grabbed Ivar's arm that had the knife, "Come on, man. Let him go. This isn't the time or place."

Ivar glared at him and Ubbe stepped away. "Just don't kill him," Ivar heard Hvitserk say from somewhere nearby but he was hyper focused on Herald.

Everything was happening so fast, Alex could only stand there in shock and watch.

"Now, would you like to see the light of another day or are you refusing to apologize to Alex?" Ivar's jaw clinched together, showing his sharp jawline, as he dug the tip of his knife a little into Herald's neck.

Herald was surprised. He'd heard stories of Ivar and his temper before but he'd always thought Katia had been exaggerating. He especially wasn't expecting this type of reaction from someone he'd just seen kissing another man.

"Ok," Ivar dug the knife a bit deeper, slightly breaking the skin and causing a small amount of blood to form, "Five, four," Ivar was serious.

"Ivar! Stop! What are you doing?" Alex yelled to him.

Herald swallowed thickly as Ivar continued his countdown and Hvitserk began to laugh, "Three, I'm not playing, you closed minded bastard. Two..."

"Ok, ok! Let me go! I'll apologize to your.." Herald began.

"I suggest you choose your next words wisely, my friend, or they could very well be your last ever spoken." Ivar yanked his head back futher exposing more of his neck.

Nervously, Herald began again. "Ok, I'm umm, I'm sorry to him," he coughed.

"Not to me. Apologize to Alex," Ivar demanded. Herald started to speak and Ivar interrupted him, "And loud enough so he can hear you."

"I'm sorry for insulting you, Alex," Herald's voice was shaky, "I'm sorry. And umm, I'm sorry to you as well, Ivar."

Ivar let him go and Herald's hand went immediately to his neck. He wiped the blood and looked at it, "You made me bleed!"

Ivar turned back to him, "Oh, do you want me to come back?"

"Umm, no. Sorry. No. It's umm, it's ok." Herald mumbled.

Hvitserk laughed out loud, and proudly stated, "That's my little brother!"

Stepping between Ivar and Herald, Ubbe finally said, "Let's go get to the bottom of this and find out who has the rights to demand anything." He walked toward the steps in front of the hospital.

Hvitserk followed him and patted Herald on his back as he passed. "Glad to you see you're still with us, man," he laughed again. As furious as Herald was, he knew he needed to just keep his mouth shut.

When Ivar joined Alex again, he took Ivy from his arms. "Let's go get those results," he told Alex in the calmest voice ever. Alex looked at him, completely stunned, "What?" Ivar asked innocently.

Alex began walking beside Ivar. He then said to him softly, "Well, honestly, that umm, that was kind of hot." Ivar looked at him and grinned. "Don't say it. Whatever it is that you're thinking, Ivar, don't say it." They both laughed. Ivar seriously needed that quick release.

Once entering the hospital, Ubbe offed to stay in the waiting room with Ivy. Ivar handed Ivy to him, "You do not let anyone take her until I come back to you, ok? Not even one of the doctors here. Herald says he's here alone but we can't know that for sure. She doesn't leave with anyone unless you've heard directly from me."

"Got it. Don't worry. I've got her," Ubbe reassured him.

Ivar, Alex, and Hvitserk entered the lab room with Herald shortly behind them. "Which of you are the ones we tested?" Ivar and Herald stepped forward. "Which if you would like to go first?"

Alex grabbed Ivar's hand as he stepped closer to him. Ivar looked to the Lab Tech, "Can you just give the results randomly? Just open whichever one you want?"

The tech looked to Herald and Herald nodded, agreeing with Ivar.

As the tech opened the first envelope, Ivar sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, squeezing Alex's hand, still in his other one. Hvitserk stepped to the other side of him, "Whatever happens, we're right here with you. We'll be ok no matter what," Hvitserk said, in a voice so low that only Ivar could hear. He placed his hand on Ivar's shoulder and looked over to Herald.

Herald sat calmly, waiting for the tech to begin. He didn't appear to be anxious, worried, or concerned at all. How drastically different he was from Ivar, who had only known Ivy even existed at all just since yesterday! Something didn't add up to him, considering Herald had supposedly been in her life since she was born. What was he missing?

Pulling the paper from the envelope, the Lab Tech asked, "Which umm, which of you is umm, Herald Finehair?" Herald raised his hand. "Ok, it umm, it says here umm, sir," he stumbled over his words and Ivar looked to Hvitserk with the same questioning look that Hvitserk already had across his face as well, "It says that 99.9 percent, yo-you are not, not the father of Baby Ivy." Herald glared at him in a threatening way and Hvitserk did not miss it. What was that about?

"What the fuck do you mean, I'm not the father? Ivy is mine!" Herald stood to his feet and the tech stepped backwards. "You know she's mine, you little shit! Look at the paper again!" Herald demanded.

The tech turned the paper around and showed him and Herald snatched it from his hands. "This can't be! You know what this means!"

The tech answered in a shaky voice, "That I'm-I umm, I need to read the other results."

Herald took a step toward the guy, and Hvitserk stepped between them. "You don't want to do that," Hvitserk bared his teeth as he gave him a menacing grin. "Now, have a seat and let the man do his job." Herald instantly sat back down, giving Hvitserk an eat shit stare. Hvitserk was really intrigued now. He felt that something was definitely up that they were unaware of. He decided then that he was going to pull Herald aside after all this and get to the bottom of it.

Ivar let out a deep breath that he hadn't realized he'd been holding and ran his hand down his face. He was glad Hvitserk took care of Herald and that he didn't have to. He just didn't have the energy right now. He looked to Alex and squeezed his hand again, even harder, and Alex said to him, "It's going to be ok. Just breathe."

To his surprise, Alex was relieved that Ivy wasn't Herald's and now kind of excited that Ivar was about to learn she's his. He knew how badly Ivar wanted this even though he'd desperately tried to deny it. He knew this would take some time for the two of them to navigate but he also knew they'd be able to do it. He smiled and leaned into Ivar's side, waiting for the Lab Tech to get the other envelope.

The tech grabbed the second envelope. His hands shaking, he began to open it, looking over to Herald again. Hvitserk watched him. Herald's eyes never left the tech. When the tech glanced over to him, Herald snarled at him. "Why are you still here, Herald? This is no longer your business. You can go."

"I want to see if that bitch lied to me this whole time. I need to know if Ivy is his," Herald growled.

Hvitserk stepped toward him again, but Ivar shook his head and motioned for him to come back. "Not worth it, brother," Ivar said to him. "Can you please continue, sir?" Ivar asked, looking back at the poor tech who now had sweat rolling down his temples.

He nodded as he pulled out the results. "Umm, Mr. Lothbrok," the tech began, and Herald cleared his throat, causing the tech to glance his direction again. He continued, "The paper I'm holding says that, umm, yo-you are," Ivar took a deep breath, "You're 99.9 percent umm, no-not the father of baby Ivy," he gulped.

Ivar gasped and his hands immediately went to cover his face and his gaping mouth. Alex was completely stunned and instinctively put his arm around Ivar, knowing he needed physical support right now. He grabbed his hand once more when he dropped it to his side. "Wh-what?" Ivar managed to ask between gut wrenching gasps for air.

Looking at Herald and then back to Ivar, the Lab Tech answered, "I-I'm sorry, Mr. Lothbrok. You're also not the father," he dropped his head.

Alex started, "Ivar," but Ivar cut him off.

"Don't." He pulled away from Alex and dropped his hand. He abruptly turned and walked out the door, letting it slam behind him.

Alex looked to Hvitserk and Hvitserk told him, "Go! Get him. Make sure he's OK and don't let him do anything stupid. I'll be right behind you." Alex tore out the door after Ivar.

Hvitserk turned to Herald and walked to him, "What the fuck are you up to? What's going on?"

Herald denied everything Hvitserk mentioned about how he looked like he was intimidating the tech. Hvitserk pulled him up from sitting by his collar and brought him face to face with himself. "If I find out you're lying to me, I promise you that you'll be fucking sorry." He dropped him back to the seat and Herald didn't say a word.

He turned to the tech, "Are you ok, man? You seem a bit nervous and worried. Did he do something to you?"

The tech shook his head, "Nnn-no. I'm sorry. It's ju-just my first week on the job and I know how seriously people take these results. I, umm, I was just worried about Mr. Lothbrok's response, that's all." He looked away from Hvitserk.

"That's funny because it seemed to me more like you were worried about Herald's." The tech said nothing more and looked away.

He looked at Herald on his way out the door. "I'll find the truth, you know, if you are lying," he smiled.

When Alex got outside he found Ivar leaning over the top of his car. As he walked up to his side, Ivar said, "Can we go?"

"Of course."

The ride was quiet. Ivar looked out the window as the town passed them by. "Your place or mine?" Alex asked him.

"Can we go to your's? I, I just can't.."

"Of course. Don't worry," Alex answered before Ivar had to say what Alex knew he was thinking. If they were going to have Ivy there, he couldn't be there right now. Alex's heart broke for him. He didn't know what else to say so he said nothing.

When they pulled up to Alex's place, Ivar got out and walked to the door and silently waited on Alex. Once the door was opened, he went in and fell to the sofa.

Alex poured two glasses of liquor and brought them and the bottle to the table, sitting it down on front of Ivar. Ivar looked at him and back to the table. He grabbed the bottle and turned it up. Alex couldn't help but smile. Ivar nearly drained the bottle in just one drink. "Slow now. Don't want you to make yourself sick." He sat it back down and leaned back on the sofa.

"Ivar?"

"No. Don't. I, just not now." Ivar's voice was cold and harsh but Alex understood why.

Ivar dropped his head forward into his hands and sighed. Alex placed his hand lovenly on his back and Ivar jumped.

"Shh, it's just me, Ivar." Alex was beginning to get worried.

Suddenly Ivar leaned forward and punched the floor repeatedly as he screamed out, "FUCK!"

Alex leaned over and quickly grabbed his arm and pulled it back so he couldn't reach the floor anymore. "You're going to break your hand. Ivar, I know it sucks now, but it's going to be ok. Just.."

Ivar turned toward him and interrupted him, "Why? Fuck! Why does she hate me so much that she'd do something so fucking cruel? What the hell did I ever do to deserve this? Why?" He leaned his forehead onto Alex's and Alex wrapped his arms around him and held him tightly.

Ivar dropped his head onto Alex's shoulder and Alex felt his neck and shoulder become wet. Alex leaned back on the sofa with Ivar still in his arms. He'd never really cared for Katia but the anger and resentment he felt toward her now was immeasurable. He wished he could just take the pain away from Ivar and make him all ok. He couldn't even think about how Ivar was feeling.

He sat like that, with Ivar in his arms, for what seemed like hours. He ran his hand through Ivar's hair, attempting to calm him. He thought he may be sleeping now, but he didn't move. He just continued to sit with him.

Suddenly, Ivar's phone rang. Ivar didn't move to answer it so Alex ignored it. Then, it rang again. Alex looked around to try to find where Ivar had left it. "No," Ivar said to him.

"What? What do you mean?"

"Don't try to answer my phone. I don't want to talk to anyone. It's probably mom or one of my brothers checking on me. And the answer is no, no I'm not ok. Just please, let it ring."

Alex squeezed him a little tighter. He could tell in Ivar's voice that he hadn't been sleeping at all. His poor Ivar.

Then, Alex's phone began ringing. He looked at it, sitting on the end table beside him, "It's Hvitserk, Ivar. I should probably answer him."

"Please don't."

Alex thought for a moment and then let it ring. A few minutes passed and shortly after that, it began ringing again. "Ivar, it's Hvitserk again. Something might be wrong."

"Fine. But I don't give a fuck what he says, I do not want to talk to him."

Alex answered and was surprised to hear what Hvitserk told him. "Ivar," he sat up and pushed Ivar up and off of him, "Ivar, we need to go to Ubbe's. Now."

Ivar's face was red and his eyes were puffy. "No fucking way."

Alex stood up. "Yes, Ivar. We have to go. Now. He said he has Herald in Ubbe's basement! We have to go. Oh fuck, what if he's going to do something stupid? Move your ass! Let's go!"

Ivar was lost, "Did, did I just hear you right? We can't fly all the way out to Ubbe's. You have class tomorrow."

"Yes, you heard me right, but he means to Ubbe's rental home! He's there with Torvi and the kids. Let's go."

"What the.. what is he doing? Why? This doesn't change anything! It's not Herald's fault Katia lied to me. Again. He didn't make me not be the father. Shit, this is probably why she left me in the first place. She must have cheated on me, too!" Ivar dropped his head, "I can't do this, Alex. You can go without me."

Alex bent down and removed Ivar's hands from his face. "Ivar, Hvitserk knows he can't change things and yet, he still said he needs you there immediately. Something has happened and whatever it is, he needs to tell you. Don't do this to yourself, thinking she cheated on you and how hopeless everything is. I know this is so hard on you, Babe, but we have to go there and see what's up. You have to go with me. Staying here is not an option."

He practically dragged Ivar out the door and to his car.

Ubbe met them at the front door. Alex immediately asked, "And what about Torvi and the kids?"

"They're at Ivar's with mom."

Ubbe put his arm around Ivar's shoulders. "Cheer up, man. You're going to love this."

"You can't possibly think Hvitserk has made a good choice by having Herald in your basement?" Alex looked at him like he was from another planet.

"Just hush and follow me," Ubbe answered.

When they opened the door to the basement, there sat Herald, tied up to the chair he was sitting in, with a swollen eye, bloody lip, and what looked like a broken nose.

Alex gasped in shock, "Wh-what are you doing?"

Ivar looked back at Ubbe for an explanation and Ubbe motioned toward Hvitserk and Herald.

"Sorry to bring you in on everything at this point, but I had to be sure, man," Hvitserk began.

"I-I'm leaving. What the fuck, Hvitserk! I can't."

"I'm leaving with him," Alex said immediately after and they both turned toward the door.

Hvitserk ran up behind them and grabbed them both on the shoulder. "Wait. Just hear me out. Give me just five minutes."

Ivar turned back to him, "Fine. Five minutes. Go."

"Look, I was watching Herald the whole time we were in the lab. Something was very off with him. And the Lab Tech seemed terrified, not just nervous because he was new. When everything was said and done and we left the lab, I went back to get the copy of the results. I wanted to have proof she wasn't yours just incase Katia started her shit, saying you owe her child support."

Ivar's face contorted, scowling at the words of Ivy not being his. "Your five minutes is almost up, Hvitserk."

"Well, when I got back to the lab, I heard a scuffle from inside and yanked the door open. Herald had the tech by the collar of his shirt and was slapping him like a bitch," he looked back at Herald in disgust, "And I heard him say, 'You were supposed to say she's mine, you little bastard.' He told him that his sister was going to pay for it as soon as he called his brother. So I instantly made Herald let go of that guy and tell me what the hell was going on. The lab tech confirmed his story."

Alex just continued to listen, in complete shock. He asked Hvitserk, "What story?"

"Well, I found out that Herald's brother had the tech's sister and he'd threatened the tech and used her so he'd lie to you. Herald wouldn't tell me what else he made the poor guy lie about until we brought him here and 'persuaded' him," Hvitserk motioned toward Herald's face.

"Get to the fucking point, Hvitserk. My patience has grown thin, I'm exhausted, and I'm ready to go. I don't give a fuck if he wanted it to look like Ivy," he dropped his head, "Is his. Makes no difference to me." He looked to Alex, "Let's go."

Alex realized that there was more and Ivar was just too emotional at the moment to catch on. He walked closer to him and grabbed his hand and Ivar sighed. "Let Hvitserk tell you the rest and then we'll go. Out with it already, Hvitserk," Alex pressed.

Reluctantly, Ivar waited for Hvitserk to begin again. "Don't you get it? The Lab Tech lied, Ivar. Ubbe got the tech's sister to safety because he let the guy know we have Herald. And this ol' asshole, here," he patted Herald on the back, giving him a wicked smile, "He finally told us the rest." He grinned at Herald devilishly, "After, like I said, I persuaded him."

Annoyed that he was still entertaining his brother, Ivar rolled his eyes.

Hvitserk looked at Herald, sitting slumped over, "Herald, tell him!"

Herald looked up at Ivar, wondering what he'd do to him after he told him the truth. Hvitserk smacked him on the back of the head, "Come on. Tell him."

"Well, it started out as Katia's idea, I promise. Ivy isn't mine. I already knew this," he whinced as Ivar's cold stare grew darker, "Sh, umm, she said she could get money out of you for the both of us if she came back here and pretended like Ivy was yours and I later showed up claiming she's mine. Sh-she said, umm, she said," he began to fumble over his words as Ivar took another step closer to him, "That umm, she'd be able to convince you to pay me off to leave the two of you alone. And umm,"Herald gulped in fear as Ivar showed his clinched teeth, "And, umm, th-the plan, umm."

Ivar cut him off, "I have no more patience. Spit it out already!" Ivar growled, stepping closer and quickly placing his pocket knife, that he seemingly pulled out of nowhere, up to Herald's throat again, letting the edge dig in just enough to cause more blood. "Now! I know you know that I'm not afraid to use this knife on you."

"Umm, I promise. I promise I didn't know. It was all her," Herald panicked, holding his hands up in an attempt to show his innocence.

"You didn't know what?" Ivar demanded, pressing the knife a little harder.

"I, umm, I didn't know that she really was your daughter. Katia never told me that. I thought she didn't know who the father was. I-I'm so sorry. If I had known, I never would have went along with it. But once she got here, she told me she had changed her mind and didn't want to do that to you anymore because she wanted to get back together with you." Ivar turned back to look at Alex, who involuntarily rolled his eyes. Herald continued, "I thought I was doing you a favor by making you get a blood test. I thought it would prevent you from being trapped, taking care of a child that isn't yours. Umm, like I've been doing for the last year. I promise I didn't know."

Ivar looked to Hvitserk, "What is he even talking about? She's not mine."

Hvitserk stepped to Ivar, handing paperwork to him, "Here. The Lab Tech gave this to me."

Ivar took the knife away from Herald's throat and grabbed the papers. As he began reading, he dropped the knife and placed his hand over his mouth. He grew weak in the knees. As Ivar stumbled back, Hvitserk caught him and helped him sit in a nearby chair. Alex rushed to his side, placing a concerned hand on his shoulder.

Looking up at Hvitserk, Ivar asked between gasps, "Is, is this real?"

"Yes, brother, it's real," Hvitserk smiled.

Ivar looked up at Ubbe quizzically and Ubbe nodded and smiled. "Where, umm where is she? Where did you take her?"

"She's with mom. At your place."

He looked up to Alex and before he could say or ask anything, Alex told him, "Yes, I'll drive you. Let's go."

Ivar stood up and hugged Hvitserk and Ubbe. "Thank you. Thank you for having my back. Thank you so much!"

As Ivar took a step toward the door with Alex, he looked to him and said, "Wait here for a minute." He turned and walked back to Herald.

Looking at Ivar's hardened face, Herald instantly waved his hands up, "I didn't know. I promise, I didn't know. I'm sorry. I prom.."

Ivar stopped in front of him, "You unimaginable bastard. If I ever see you again, I promise you, I'll kill you." Before Herald could react, Ivar balled his fist up and swung with all his power behind it. He punched Herald straight in the face so hard that Herald fell backwards onto the floor.

Ivar jumped on top of him and as he was about to begin punching him again, Hvitserk caught his arm and Alex came up behind him, placing his hands on his shoulders. "You knocked him out, baby brother. You don't need to hit him again. Took two hits. You hit him and he hit the floor," Hvitserk laughed.

Ivar was stunned. "I, umm, I don't know," he stopped talking and placed his hand in Alex's as Alex helped him up. He hugged Alex, burying his face in the nape of his neck.

"You ready to go to her?" Alex asked softly.

"Yes."

Hvitserk walked them out. "Thanks again," Ivar told him as he got in the car.

As they drove, Ivar stared at the papers he still had in his hands. He was in shock. This was the first time he let himself admit that he'd wanted to be Ivy's father. He wasn't sure why he wanted it. He knew for sure he didn't want to have anything to do with Katia at all but now, this meant she'd be in his life, one way or another, from now on. But he was certain, he wanted to be Ivy's father. He felt warmth in his heart and then he looked to Alex. What if he didn't want this?

"Al, umm, Alex?" he began, "Are you ok with all of this? Are, umm, are we ok?" He suddenly felt worried.

Alex glanced at him and placed his hand in the seat between them, offering it to Ivar. Ivar grabbed his hand and intertwined his fingers as Alex gently squeezed. "Yes, we are ok. I just want you to be happy and I'm so happy for you. Of course, this means we have some new things to navigate, but I think we'll be ok. As long as, umm, well," Alex hesitated.

"What?"

"Well, as long as this is all about Ivy and not about Katia." Alex's heart practically stopped even thinking of her squirming her way between them.

Ivar turned in the seat a little to face Alex as Alex continued to drive. "You know how I feel about things with her. Especially now, with this new information. I mean, just when you think she couldn't possibly stoop any lower. If not for her being the mother of my child, oh my God, MY CHILD," Ivar's face lit up with a smile, "I'd have nothing to do with her at all. I have no use for her. No need to worry. My heart is yours, Love. This doesn't change that." He pulled Alex's hand to his mouth and kissed it.

Alex glanced over to him again and smiled, "Then, we're good." He knew this would all take some time, but he also knew it was worth it. He'd be lying if he didn't admit he was nervous about everything, but right now, he was just happy for Ivar.

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Ivar was out of the car before Alex had even turned the engine off. As he got to the door, he turned to wait for Alex. "Alex, what if," he suddenly dropped his head, "What if she doesn't like me? What if I'm not good enough for her?"

Alex placed his hands on either side of Ivar's cheeks and held his head up to face him. "Are you kidding me, Ivar? She already loves you. You are already so good with her. You are certainly good enough for her. Just don't worry. I'll be right here with you." Alex pulled him closer and kissed him.

At that very moment, Aslaug opened the front door, "Well, are you two planning to come in or are you just going to," it was at this moment that she looked up and saw them kissing. She blushed as she cleared her throat to get their attention. Alex immediately pulled away from Ivar, embarrassed. "We've really got to stop meeting this way, Alex," she laughed and stepped aside to let them in as he turned even darker red. She patted Alex on the back. As Ivar walked on in, she asked Alex, "How is he?"

Alex smiled nervously and answered, "Oh, he's about to tell you."

Closing the door behind them, Aslaug turned to Ivar and was about to express her sympathy when he asked, "Where is she?"

"Y/N? She's tending to the baby, dear. Shall I go get her for you?"

"No. I mean where is Ivy, mom."

Aslaug looked confused and glanced to Alex, who was smiling , and then back to Ivar. "Are you sure you want to see her? What are you planning here, dear?" she asked, skeptical of his intentions. "Dear, I'm so sorry that Katia has deceived you again, but you can't just," Ivar interrupted her.

He walked to her and pulled the rolled up papers from his back pocket and placed them in her hands, "Where is she?"

Aslaug looked down and immediately saw the results. Gasping and covering her mouth as a tear streamed down her face, she asked, "What? How?" as she pointed to one of Ivar's guest rooms.

"Go get her. I'll explain everything to your mom," Alex told him.

Ivar nervously told him, "Umm, Alex, can you come with me? We can explain everything to mom in a few minutes."

Alex looked back to Aslaug who motioned for him to go with Ivar.

As they opened the door and stepped into the room, they saw Ivy sitting in Y/N's lap. They were watching and listening to a children's book being read online by Ludacris, "Llama, Llama, red pajama reads a story with who? With his mama."

Ivy was giggling and bouncing in Y/N's lap. "Llama," Ivy softly said and Ivar's eyes teared up. She looked at Y/N and said, "Mama?"

"Soon, baby girl. You'll get to see Mama soon," Y/N reassured her.

It was then that Ivy saw Ivar standing behind them and pointed to him causing Y/N to turn around. "What are you guys listening to?" Ivar asked Y/N, smiling widely.

"Well, of all these wonderful books you have on your wall," you motioned toward the wall to wall bookshelf, "It seems you don't have one single child friendly book," you smiled, standing up and walking toward Ivar with Ivy in your arms. "I spoke to Hvitserk on the phone. Congratulations! It's a girl!" you said, hugging him.

Ivy reached for him and Ivar looked down at her. His heart practically stopped. "I, I can't believe this, umm, this is real."

Ivy reached out for him again, "Dada." Ivar's heart stopped.

"Did, did she just..?" His eyes widened at Y/N.

"I believe she did, Ivar," you smiled warmly at him.

Ivar leaned in and took her from Y/N into his arms. "I'll give you guys some time," you said, walking toward the door and stopping by Alex. You turned to him and hugged him, "You ok?" you asked in his ear.

"Yes, of course," Alex said back sincerely.

"Ok, well, congratulations to you, too, popi," you said, smacking him on the ass and walking out.

He smiled and just stood there and looked on as Ivar and Ivy stared at eachother. Ivar brushed her hair back from her face, "Hey there, sweetheart. Seems you're stuck with me afterall." He kissed her on top of her head and she leaned her head on his chest and squeezed her little arms across his broad chest as if she understood exactly what he was saying. Ivar stood like this with her for a few moments before finally pulling her up to his face. He kissed her on her cheeks, a tear slowly rolling down his face. "I didn't know how much you already mean to me. I promise you, I'll always be here for you. Nobody will ever hurt you without answering to me. There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do for you." Ivy looked up at him and placed her tiny hand on his cheek and she then laid her head back on his chest. She looked truly at peace. He rubbed her on her back and then turned to look at Alex.

Alex was leaning against the beam that was in the middle of the room, wiping his eyes. This may have been one of the most precious things he'd ever witnessed.

Ivar was overflowing with joy. The only other time he could remember feeling like this in his life was when he and Alex had finally admitted their love for eachother. Things had seriously chnaged from that moment until now. He was now ready to start their little family together, hoping this wouldn't put a strain on their relationship.

He waved Alex over. "You two are my world." He hugged Alex as he joined them. "I love you. I, umm, I love you both."

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Alex left Ivar with Ivy for them to have a few minutes of alone time. He went out to talk to Aslaug and the others. Aslaug was blown away by all of the information, but extremely proud of Hvitserk. "Who would have thought that it would be Hvitserk to catch on to something being off? Oh, my boys!"

Torvi and her little ones came from one of the other guest rooms. Asa ran to Alex, "Uncle Alex! Hey!" He bent down and scooped her up for hugs and tickles.

"Hey, little one! Did you miss me?" Alex asked her, sitting her back down.

"Umm, I want to see da baby."

He smiled at her, "Oh, I see. I'm chopped liver when it's comes to Ivy, humm?"

She giggled and ran back to Torvi. "Looks like you'll do fine in the role of daddy, Uncle Alex," Torvi teased him, coming for a hug. "How is he?"

"Honestly," he looked around to Aslaug and Y/N, "He's beside himself with joy. I don't think I've ever seen him so happy." Alex smiled.

"I have," you patted him on the back, "With you."

Alex blushed. Torvi added, "Well, there's nothing like true love."

Alex looked to Aslaug, expecting her to have a look of disgust across her face, but he saw something else in her eyes that he couldn't quite place. She stepped to him and, surprisingly, gave him a hug. She didn't say a word but just hugged him tight and then stepped away from him, wiping her eyes.

Torvi and the kids prepared to leave once they received word from Ubbe that Hvitserk had finally taken Herald back to his brother. They discussed if they'd all leave to give Ivar and Alex some time alone but after Alex had stepped in to check on Ivar, he told them all he was already sleeping and he didn't see a reason for Aslaug, Y/N, and Hvitserk to all leave and crowd Ubbe and Torvi's place when there was plenty of room at Ivar's. "I know he won't mind. He's in his own little world right now anyway. I don't think anything would upset him in his current state," Alex smiled.

As they all prepared for bed, Alex went to Hvitserk to shake his hand. Hvitserk pulled him in for a hug, "We brothers hug, man. You know that."

Alex smiled, "Thank you, Hvits. For everything. Thank you."

"Don't mention it. I'm just happy I got there when I did. This could have been so much worse."

Everyone went to their rooms and Alex cut the lights out in the living room. What a day! He went back to the guest room to tell Ivar Torvi had left Baby Ragnar's playpen for Ivy to sleep in and they could now go to bed.

When he opened the door, there he found Ivar knocked out on the sofa with Ivy laying on his chest sound asleep. It was absolutely precious. His arm was around her with his hand resting on her back and his other hand on her head. He debated on waking him so he could lay more comfortably in his bed but there was no way he could disturb his peace.

He stood there looking on as Ivy's body raised and went back down along with Ivar's breathing, admiring the man Ivar was, the father he knew he was going to be, the love he had to offer. He was in awe knowing this man had chosen to be with him and to be a part of his life. He felt truly fortunate.

He walked down the hall and got a blanket from the closet. He took it back and gently placed it over Ivar and Ivy. Ivar opened his eyes, stirring awake a little. "Shhh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you," Alex whispered. Ivar patted the spot beside him. "No, it's ok. I was headed to your room. You stay here with her."

"Nonsense," Ivar whispered back to him. "Pull that lever," he pointed toward the side of the sofa, "And the sofa let's out into a small sofa bed. There's room here for you, too." Ivar hesitated, "That's umm, if you, umm, if you want to sleep here, too."

Alex walked around to the other side of the sofa, "Of course I do. I just thought there wasn't enough space and that I'd give you time with her." He bent down and pulled the lever and smiled when it let out into the bed. "You sure you don't want some more time alone with her?" Alex whispered as he sat down on the edge.

"Shut up and come here to me," Ivar smiled. Alex laid back and curled up into Ivar's side with Ivar's arm under his head and resting on his back. He laid his head on Ivar's shoulder, and Ivar kissed the top of it. "This is the life. Now, everything's right with the world." He squeezed Alex tightly and smiled to himself. He couldn't believe how things had changed so quickly, but he was definitely thankful.

Alex raised up and kissed him on his neck. "Goodnight, Ivar."

Yes, there are still more chapters to come! Stay tuned...

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[ilikelookingatthings]

Some thoughts on Cardcaptor Sakura and destined love.

Okay so a theme by the people who made Cardcaptor Sakura is love is love. Age gaps and circumstances or gender won’t stop the feelings so to speak because its destiny. and there are ships that overlap looks throughout other works by the same team who made cadcapture sakura.

But I think what I find most fascinating is I actually think two of the main ships aren’t actually destined love despite what overlapping character models would have you believe(looking at you tsbasa chronicles)...what makes them strong is they are defying destiny.

these two ships are  Sakura x Syaoran and Yukito x Touya.

it sounds crazy but here me out because I actually think the base for my theroy makes sense.

One of the ‘destined’ loves the show brings up is Sakura’s mother and father who fell in love as a teacher and a student(yes is sus on principle, it being sus isnt exactly relevant but it must be repeated for the people who didn’t figure it out).

A second(spoilers) is a relationship or deep love implied from Yue(a moon powered spirit towards/between the Original Card Captor Master Clow from centuries before.

and technicallya relationship counted that I don’t want to count since I hate it and isn’t even in the anime at all but I will mention since it may help you see the pattern is the teacher with one of sakura elementary classmates.

Touya actually takes after his mother in not just spiritual awareness but also taste as he actually falls for a lady teacher with spirit powers/is a priestess/shine maiden of some kind when he was in middleschool(again even more sus..not entirely relevant but it bears repeating).

Sakura also has an interest in an older boy the same age as Touya named Yukito. in her case its while Yukito(seemingly) is in highschool while she is in elementary.

Something I noticed was a patturn of an older person getting with potentially younger student.

its easy to forget since sakura x syrean and yukito x touya seem so obvious endgame.

but for the majority of the series Sakura was in love steadfastly with Yukito. Yukito is very sweet to Sakura throughout the series. Sakura was also the one who became the Cardcaptor connected to the cards(not touya), which is connected to Yue(Yukito arguably real/original personality that is centuries old and guardian to the cards that sees if the owner is worthy). and Yue had been deeply in love with Master clow who had made the cards originally. Arguable Sakura was destined to be very close to Yukito on both sides and it was implied that Yue might have gotten close to Touya to get close to Sakura and specifically the cards in their house in the guise of Yukito. the sweet is very hungry best friend of Touya. it would be very easy to argue for Sakura and Yukito as a ship in theroy based on these aspects.

I had thought that it was only logic to dismiss yukito x sakura as a ship because of the age aspect....but there was a conversation between Master Clow and Sakura that gave me a hint that Sakura and Yukito had actually been destoned to be with eachother because Master Clow had actually predicted that would have been the case of Yukito/Yue returning her feelings near the end of the series.

but of course...if your paying attention that is NOT the case....which made me think about WHY that wasn’t the case.

A major aspect is of course that Yukito had actually fallen for Touya. Sakura’s brother.

But if Clow knew of Sakura then it would make sense if he actually could antipate accurately the idea that yukito/yue wouldn’t fall for Touya.

What I think he hadn’t antipated was TOUYA’S destined love choosing to step aside.

as much as people like to treat Touya’s love for the teacher as just a redherring to cover his love for yukito....its actually more fascinating if its sincere. He had brought up he had someone he loved before(like when the girl from the play confessed) which we all assumed was yukito until it was revealed later from Sakura seeing the past by a tree he was actually in love with a female teacher/priest/shrine maiden.

She is someone who its implied can see or predict the future as she tells Touya when she leaves abroad that he is destined to fall for someone else and she is destined to fall for someone else as well abroad so they should part and not fight it.

What I think would be interesting is if she actually IS Touya’s destined love...but her choice to leave and say that to Touya actually left an opening to challenge destiny which she did on purpose.

its arguable that if she had stayed or if she had kept in contact with Touya or didn’t cut off his hope before she left like that Touya would still be loyally in love and end up with her. The same as his mom did with his dad or that weird waiting game for the teacher and sakura’s classmate. 

In that scenerio where his love with the Teacher wasn’t cut off Touya wouldn’t have been as focused on Yukito(even with the hypothetic that Touya isn’t romantically in love with yukito yet in the main timeline since technically a prerequisite for yukito falling for touya isnt touya returning romantic love) and so hypothetically could have gotten more attached to sakura since Touya would have been clearer on not being available romantically since he would have the idea the teacher returns his feelings.

In that hypothetical scenario yukito might have had less reason to turn down sakura’s confession or even sakura would have less reason to accept the rejection if Touya was not a romantic hurdle due the teacher being stronger in his heart. 

A second aspect is that teacher actually deals with the reincarnation of Clow in the show. If she was strait forward with Sakura or Touya early on about clow that could have had a very different aspect when it comes to yukito and sakura. as much as the fandom likes to pretend her saying touya will find someone and she will fall for someone abroad to imply she fell for that kid..she doesn;t actually seem into that literal child reincarnation. SHe also seems aware of some of Clow’s plans or how some of the tests work due to how her family had a connection or role passed down from being connected to the original Clow.

Yue is technically the real original personality of Yukito with Yukito being a amnesiac version with a different personality that is suppoused to fade or disappear once Yue awakens...the reason Yukito is able to say is the strong bond he had created with Sakura but also Touya’s spirit powers helping. 

If Touya was less in love with Yukito he might have not given up his powers or might have been too late to help him.

And of course another aspect that Clow failed to predict was one of his descendants Syaoran.   Clow had predicted that Yue/Yukito and sakura would have returned feelings.

but its clear throughout the series that Syaoran and Sakura have a built up friendship and support. if Syaoran was there less then yukito/Yue and Sakura most likely would have bonded more. even during that last battle/test where Sakura was struggling to focus on turning the darkness and light card for her own....she succeeded....but she succeeded because Syaoran was there for her and supporting her that things would be okay. 

Syaoran entered the chat and helped sakura grow and have someone to bounce off of and who could understand her feelings at times(like feelings toward yukito or unrequited feelings). 

Clow had predicted that Sakura would succeeded and become a master of all the cards but it this Syraon hadn’t been there to steady her when she was freaking out at the idea that everyone would stay asleep she might not have been able to succeed the way she did. and sakura might not have realized it...but she was starting to feel something a bit special to syroan that probably helped sooth or make her feel better after getting rejected by yukito.

and if the teacher hadn’t been there to advise the reincarnated Clow there might have been some extra drama when it came to Yue and the reincarnated Clow. or heck its possible the reincarnated Clow and his group might not have made it in time properly to help test Sakura’s growth to push her to adapt the cards quickly.

the pattern had been Sakura’s mom and dad(age gap teacher disciple)

Sakura’s teacher and her class mate(age gap teacher disciple)

master clow and yue(age gape master disciple)

potential ship of yue and reincarnated master clow(age gape sort of master disciple exs)

the lady teacher and Touya(teacher disciple)

and yukito/yue and sakura(age gap with the odd master servant thing with her being a carcaptor)

yet what broke the mold was Touya and Yukito(who are the same age grade wise with Yue not REALLY being factored in) who are best friends throughout the show and building up moments of care together.

and Syaoran and Sakura who start of as rivals to each other for the cards and in love(or crush on yukito) and eventually friends and supporters of each other to fall for each other(or at least deeply care on her end which hasn’t had time to develop yet with love towards her on Syaoran ’s end.

the great Master Clow could predict and have plans for so many things...yet his prediction about love wasn’t correct.

So that is my argument that Sakura and Touya ended up not with their destined loves but love forged through choice and friendship and time.

I also like this theroy because it makes Touya’s first love the teacher kind of cooler in changing destiny because it would be healthier for him to be with someone his own age. giving up your true love to save the Yukito part that would have been destined to fade or die away if Touya’s dynamic with Yukito had been even a little weaker. saving the Clow reincarnation and Yue from chasing the past in each other. and Sakura gets to succeed in a way different from what Clow had predicted. and it gives a happy ending to Sakura with someone her own age as well.

It  would also make her worth of Touya’s love even if this is the timeline they aren’t going to be together because in my eyes... by choosing to let him go she gave better more possibilities to Touya and because age gap underage, let alone teacher student romance is NOT okay. for a teacher to be worthy of that love they shouldn’t return it or should be the adult and put a stop to it.

She also didn’t get much time to shine in the anime so her having that much of a impact would be interesting and kind of make the weird age gap aspect through cardcaptor sakura have an extra purpose.

It would also have an interesting contrast with the previous generation that sakura’s generation parallels. her mother got with her age gap teacher(the dad) and might have been happy and had two kids(sakura and Touya) but ended up cut off from her family. her cousin who had a weird crush in her was more bitter but in the end the mom died and everyone mourned and never properly made up. the age gap(and more importantly the teacher student aspect) had really negative affects on the people around the mom even if it could be argued she was happy with her love(the dad who was sketchy for going along with it but did seem to have  a good relationship with her).

to contrast and parallel how sakura’s sort of cousin who has a crush on her just wants her to be happy). how sakura and touya have older crushes(especially touya’s who was a teacher) and yue/yukito being ridiculous age wise on the yue side and highscool on the yukito side. just like the mom had on the dad. only unlike the dad who accepted the mom.....yukito rejected sakura and touya’s teacher left him for his own good. and even Syaoran who loved sakura did leave but gave a health space and communication to develope things because there is time. ...so yukito is saved in the long run as a personality, yue is given more closure. and connects were remade...not lost.

what are your thoughts community?

[2n2n]

Because I have a feeling when school is in full swing and Hanako-kun has a moment alone with Tsukasa, I have a feeling he's going to ask, "Why are you doing this?" I hate you, you're not my brother" In this situation I have the impression that Hanako-kun will get angry and it will be at that moment that Tsukasa will unload all her feelings on him saying that he's the one I've always hated him. That's my theory how do you think that will be the moment when Tsukasa really reveals his true feelings

I guess just the once, I will answer one of these, which I typically would delete ....

without any malice directed at you, but with simply opposing ideologies, know I feel this with conviction: you, and everyone who thinks this are as incredibly wrong about the manga as you could possibly be. You'll be confused and disappointed until the very last page.

The Yugi are deeply in love with each other. Everything Tsukasa does is out of boundless love for Amane, and a wish to know him. Everything Amane has done is originating from his love for Tsukasa. Even his love for Nene-chan, derives in some way in the way she reminds him of his naive, childish, gullible, clumsy, playful little brother, who he spent his childhood with.

The core concepts in this manga are love, devotion, attachment, enduring everything and accepting any outcome, because you love somebody. It doesn't matter if they push you away (Aoi), if they could never return it (Hakubo), if they're beyond hope (Sakura), hurt you (Tsukasa), or change (Amane, Mitsuba)-- they are still the person you love. As long as there is something there, it is worth loving, it is worth believing in.

There cannot be a message about hate, or someone lost and corrupted beyond saving, as Iro-sensei is honestly too soft and sentimental for this. A reveal about hate would not be narratively interesting, thematic, or satisfying. The concept of shooting a big gun at Tsukasa at the end of this, or the Yugi hating eachother, is 100% impossible. Really I think that!

You may as well 'theorize' that Mitsuba is a lost cause, or 'theorize' that Hakubo never loved Sumire, or 'theorize' that loving Aoi is wrong of Akane, or 'theorize' that Nene will have to destroy the too-far-gone Hanako with her bare hands, lol.

What senseless things! Silly nonsense. Why do some people think hate is so important?

Tsukasa has no secret.

Here are his true feelings:

but I don't know why I'm saying anything ... you must not listen to a word I say! Ho hum ...

[amberthefantasy]

Nitimur in Vetitum

chapter three: pellis (skin)

"There have always been rumours that the relationship between Lucretia and Marcus Agrippa became intimate soon after they met. But no-one knows this for truth." -The Life of Lucretia Augusta by Adelaide Lyons

Kalends of May (1st May, 44 BCE)

"Your hair is very unique. I've never seen anything like it," Gaius muttered as he ran his hand through Lucretia's pale hair.

"My mother used to say that it was a blessing from the gods," Lucretia responded, shifting so she was facing him, "that some ancestor of ours had pleased them and they had gifted us with silver hair to show their favour."

"I believe it," Gaius pressed closer to her, "if they were anything like you, then the gods chose the right people to show their favour."

Lucretia rolled her eyes and pressed a hand into Gaius's chest, "flattery shall get you nowhere brother. What do you want?"

Gaius smiled, "you always see right through me sister, you're husband knows this about Marcus Antonius's plans-"

"I have told you, Gaius, I try. But he does not tell me these things."

"You must-"

"No! Brother, leave this point behind us. I do not wish to argue it again."

Gaius's eyes softened and he placed his hand softly on Lucretia's cheek. The woman had sat up to look down at him, now her elbows relaxed and she fell back onto the soft bed. "My sweet sister, I am sorry. I know your husband's lack of care for you and your intelligence bothers you."

"As well it should." they both said in synchronisation.

Lucretia smiled at him and Gaius smirked slightly. For a moment they stared into eachothers eyes, then Gaius leant forward and kissed her deeply.

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Kalends of June (1st June, 44 BCE)

"We should speak more often," Agrippa said, placing his goblet of wine down on the table before him.

The two were seated in the tablinum in Lucretia's home, a month into her relationship with Gaius, Lucretia felt that she should know more about his closest friend. So the two had spent the afternoon drinking and discussing everything from Gaius's political actions to their childhoods.

"Yes, we should. Now where was I? Oh yes, my mother was an outspoken woman, she always spoke her mind. It is what drew my father to her I believe."

"So she is who you got your personality from?" Agrippa asked teasingly, leaning slightly towards her.

"That's what pater always said," Lucretia smiled, "what of your mother? What was she like?"

Agrippa's smile dropped and he turned his head away, "my... my mother died giving birth to me."

Lucretia let out a breath, reaching over to take her friend's hand. "I'm sorry, my mother too died in the birthing room, the brother she bore also died."

Agrippa squeezed her hand, the two leant closer in shared grief. "I am so sorry, truly. That you experienced this grief. Not knowing my mother is the greatest fear and I must say that you deserved her love." Lucretia whispered, placing her other hand on Agrippa's cheek and turning his head towards hers again.

The man stared into her eyes for a moment and then smiled slightly, "such a kind heart you have my lovely Lucretia. I wish all had your heart and spirit inside them."

"But if all had my heart and spirit, mine would not be special. Unique to me and mine to share with those I care for."

Agrippa let out a small laugh, "well, I suppose that is true. You would not be so special and perfect."

"Perfect..." Lucretia whispered, "perfect to all, or to you my brave Agrippa."

"Hopefully to all, but certainly to me," he leant even closer, and Lucretia felt his breath against her face. The two stared into each other's faces for a moment before the sound of footsteps made Lucretia pull back.

"I am sorry to interrupt Domina, but the dominus should be returning soon," Pomona said softly.

"Yes, thank you Pomona. You should..."

"Yes, yes. I shall see you soon lovely Lucretia," Agrippa stood as he spoke, pausing to smile once more at her before he left.

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Lucretia hated days like these. Gaius and Agrippa were both off doing something to help the cause, though neither of them were very clear about what exactly they were doing. This left Lucretia all alone sitting and waiting in her house. 

Though she would prefer to stay alone for days rather than deal with her current situation, her husband was home and he was furious. "You, my wife, have been having secret meetings with Gaius Julius? I pray to the gods that you were doing so to gather information for me." Silvius was standing in the centre of the room, pointing at her.

"And why would I do that?" Lucretia asked, raising an eyebrow, "what my brother and I discuss in private is none of your concern, husband."

"You are MY wife, everything is my concern!" Silvius snapped.

"Not what my pater familias and I discuss, our family business is not your business," Lucretia said the last part slowly, as if she was speaking to a child, "anyway, I thought you didn't like when I offered my opinion on politics?"

Silvius clenched his jaw and stepped closer to her, "you are helping him with his politics?"

Lucretia smirked, the look of pure disbelief mingled with something like anger that Silvius was sporting made her feel wonderful. "My brother asked for my opinion on how to best keep our family safe during this troubled time," Lucretia flipped some of her hair over her should, "of course I was more than willing to offer advice."

Silvius watched her for a moment before letting out a little sigh, "you were the one who suggested he make nice with Cicero... of course. Gaius Julius hasn't been in the capitol for years and he would know nothing about who would be the best choice for a friend, but you do."

"Finally noticed, have you?" Lucretia said sharply, "Yes husband, I do know quite a bit about politics. Maybe if you actually listened to me you'd be where Marcus Antonius is, but you didn't and you're here, complaining to your young wife about your own idiocy."

Silvius just looked at her for a moment, there was no response that was correct for that. So, realising any more arguments would make him look more of a fool, Silvius turned and left.

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4th Day Before the Ides of June (10th June, 44 BCE)

Over the next month Silvius did not speak to Lucretia again, except when he absolutely needed to. Instead she spent her days as she had since late April, advising her brother and Agrippa on how to best proceed with their political campaign.

Their recent decision had hurt Lucretia's heart to make, Antonius had been granted governorship of Gaul after his consulship. This was a major problem, the governorship of Gaul is what had allowed her father to gain power, Antonius could not be allowed to follow in his footsteps. So they had decided that Gaius would start gathering legions, whether or not they would be necessary it would send a message. 

But to gather legions he must leave Rome, leave her. For however many months it took for Gaius and Agrippa to raise legions in the Italian countryside Lucretia would be alone in Rome. She had to remain because her husband remained and someone needed to hold down the fort in the city while they travelled. Still, being left alone for months after spending the last few with Gaius and Agrippa would be painful.

"Lucretia?" Lucretia looked up and smiled, Agrippa entered the atrium. "You didn't come to the meeting at Gaius's, I was worried."

"Apologies, I got distracted." Lucretia smiled but it didn't feel real and Agrippa obviously noticed.

"Oh Lucretia, I know you do not wish for us to leave but it is necessary," Agrippa stopped in front of her, taking her chin in hand.

"I know, that doesn't make it easier to see you go."

"You will miss spending time with Gaius, I understand," Agrippa gave her a knowing look, "but it must be done."

"Not just Gaius, I will miss you too Agrippa," Lucretia placed her hand on Agrippa's arm and ran it softly up to his wrist.

The soldier looked down at her hand, "don't, you and Gaius-"

"Gaius and I have been doing what we want, because we can. We can too."

Lucretia smiled, she'd seen the way Agrippa looked at her, it was how Gaius looked at her. And the same feeling in her stomach that happened whenever Gaius held her was churning through her stomach now. Gaius wouldn't mind, surely. Agrippa was his closest friend and Lucretia hadn't made her interest in the other man a secret when they spoke of him. 

"Gaius will-" Agrippa tried again.

"Gaius knows that I find you, intriguing, Marcus Vipsanius Agrippa. Can two people who want something not take that thing?" Lucretia grabbed Agrippa's hand and placed it on her upper thigh, slowly pushing it closer to her. She leant into his ear and whispered, "fuck me."

There was a pause.

Agrippa let out a shuddering breath.

Then his lips were on hers and the two were falling backwards onto the klinai she was seated on. Agrippa's calloused hand began to travel up her inner thigh until she felt his fingers begin the rub against her. Lucretia reached her own hand out and reached up his tunic, rubbing her hand against him in rhythm with his own movements. Agrippa lent down and began to kiss her breasts making Lucretia let out small gasps of pleasure.

After a few more moments of soft touching Lucretia pulled back and looked Agrippa in the eyes, "I said fuck me, not touch me." Agrippa smirked, pulled her dress up, along with his tunic and slowly began to push himself into her. Lucretia gasped and smiled, running her hand up his chest.

Agrippa leant into her and began to speed up his thrusts, making Lucretia let out a loud cry of pleasure. The room was filled with the sound of their gasps and cries of pleasure, Lucretia felt like she was in the stars. And then she was above the stars as a jolt of pleasure ran through her body, a few moments later Agrippa's hips stuttered and she felt him fill her.

The two pulled back and smiled at each other.

Lucretia let out a soft laugh and Agrippa smiled.

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[justafairytailofinnocence]

Peaky blinders headcanon:

Being married to the peaky Blinders would include👰

Thomas Shelby:

Having said your vows you swore to Tommy you'll be the best loving person for his life.

You live in the country side by the manor he would kiss you in the car on the way there.

Your both entitled to eachother he still runs Birmingham. Your the queen of Birmingham and gangsters.

You would be a major target for the enemy mafias they would try to kidnap you and blackmail tommy. He would rescue you though begging you not to leave.

You would try to control Tommy stating "Thomas Shelby I would rather burn then see you die, you have a family for God's sake".

Tommy "I know I can't lose you either"

You would have a child with his brown hair and your eyes. They would be the second in command after Tommy carrying on the family life.

Having extremely steamy and soft, passionate love nights. You would wear a red blouse and he would bare his abs showing his tattoo.

You love him to pieces eventually you would over take grace. He fell deeply in love with you.

Your free spirited meaning you spend a lot of times with the animals.

His brothers would treat you like their sister with a slight case of flirting. Polly would see you as a daughter and Ada would treat you as a dear friend.

Overall you have a long lasting loving relationship.

John Shelby:

You would be absolutely free and kind hearted being married you had a wedding near the country side.

You didn't want to leave his side but at some points his ego for the gangster life style got the best of him. You would ground him.

You would have extra step kids knowing he has a big family from before.

Your child would have his hair and your eyes. They would be extremely kind and cheeky at times. Resembling John a lot but only your eyes are what cuts it.

You be kind to Tommy and Arthur even Arthur notes how he would love a woman like you.

Tommy wouldn't take kindly to you even trying to bribe you to skip town. He doesn't want you to make his brother soft even if you refuse.

You make sure to be motherly to your children not even after the fact john may need to deal with Buisness.

Naughty nights would be soft and warm often full of laughter. You wear a light pink lingerie and he has abs often complimenting you.

Overall your kind and motherly to tend to his needs.

Arthur Shelby:

He is thankful you pulled him out of a dark place and he loved you ever since then.

You married him by a farm since he payed it after your request.

He loves how your kind and patient with him often complimenting you for it.

When in dark times you help him regain himself trying to be comforting as best as you can.

You would be targeted he would beat them up later however.

You and Arthur make up for the fact your the kindest couple in existance.

John even teases you while Arthur scolds off Finn for looking at you in a certain way. You would tell him it's fine you don't mind.

Polly and Ada don't trust you stating to Tommy your making him feel different.

Tommy thinks your making Arthur super soft.

Your kid would have your hair and his eyes. They would be looking like you but with Arthur's attributes. They would be strong like him but not as likely to be messed up.

Naughty nights would involve a hot and passionate romance. Full of nurturing and passion. You wear white lingerie and he has a lanky muscular body. It would involve kissing and touching with a side of cuddling.

Overall you would be very nurturing and kind to his heart and he will be brutal and loving towards you.

Finn Shelby:

You and Finn have a wedding by Tommy's manor while you often share laughs and giggles.

You would be very loving to Finn he wouldnt be hateful often spending his days at home. He would try to look up to his brothers.

Tommy would want Finn to focus on his work rather then spend time with you. Your quite stubborn stating he needs to be with his family.

He would be thankful you stand up to Arthur and John since they tease him a lot.

He would be apologetic to you if he did anything wrong.

Your naughty nights would involve loving and adoring fun. Your very kind to him and he would provide the best for you.

Your kids would have his hair and your eyes. They would be softer then Finn often an animal lover.

Overall Finn and your relationship is loving and adoring.

Alfie Solomons:

You would marry him in the bakery after you fall for his personality. He isn't as soft as he seems but with you he would be trying to loving towards you.

He is protective of you often shooting anyone that comes by you.

Expect a major headline with your name he keeps you private often you stay inside the bakery or at home.

Your kids would have his hair with your eyes. They would be a tough bastard like Alfie.

Steamy nights would be tough and passionate. He would be gentle with you and try not to get rough with you.

Tommy would be your ally or enemy you wouldn't really associate with him. despite everyone not knowing who you are but you do get along with Polly.

Overall it would be quite loving and your personality keeps him in a good state of mind.

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[writingmyimagination]

(hello! i just read the viscount who loved me and it was amazing :D so i'm thinking about reader and anthony enemies-to-lovers type, they get into an argument infront of the bridgerton family and reader is winning (much to eloise's delight). after their argument, anthony walks out and reader follows, wanting to tease him for being such a sore loser but anthony's control snaps and he just pins reader to wall or smthn 😳 (and maybe tension-fuelled kisses 😳😳)

How far is too far?~

“What a lovely day .” I think as me and Simon walk through the town square. It’s been awhile since we’ve visited the Ton, I’ve had such an exciting life more than a lot of other ladies my age because of Simon. When he was of age he left and I’d receive letters from him about his adventures and it was an escape from papa and all my studies. When I became of age he came back and took me away with him, he continued my studies but I’ve been able to travel and see new places not once has he told me I couldn’t do something. Better yet he tells me I can do anything I set my mind too but as well never let a man dim my ambitions even if I become alone I’ll always have my big brother. We continue to walk stopping in front of this delightful little tea shop but before I know it someone smacks straight into Simon catching him off guard. It’s none other than Daphne Bridgerton of course I know of her and her plots with Simon but my heart can help to hurt just a bit for her because of the way her brother chose for her and not asked her if that’s what she desired. Simon waves me off to give her and him some privacy and I nod walking into the tea shop, I order our favorite and some stuff to nibble on as well. After a short while a waiter follows me back outside and places the tea and pastries on a table of four. Simon and Daphne walk over but this time accompanied by none other than Viscount himself. I roll my eyes sighing, “Of course he’d be here I cannot stand his presence it just makes me boil.” I shoot Simon a look and he shakes his head giving me another one as he pulls out a chair for Daphne and gestures for Anthony to sit next to me. “You know Simon dearest friend I can’t help but ask, how do you plan on your sister to secure a husband when she has not the manners to even greet guests?” Simon opens his mouth to say something but I’ve beat him to it. “You know Viscount, if you were a proper man worth my greetings you would have surely received them but as far as I know you’ve been quite a donor in the operas as well as having promised your sister without her permission to a wayward Lord indeed. My manners are not yours to worry of perhaps you should worry about the manners of your own partner before you question mine.” I sip my tea and turn my head to glance at his shock ridden expression as Daphne giggles and Simon tried to hold back a chuckle. “Y/N! that was not very nice of you but Anthony you know not to push her buttons. She will definitely put you in your place as she’s done before old friend. Yet I hope this evening for dinner you both can be more pleasant in eachothers company than you are now.”

At dinner we all sit across from one another Simon facing Daphne and I facing Anthony. The voice of Lady Bridgerton brings out of my thoughts. “ Miss Y/n Basset you have grown into a fine and remarkable young woman despite being abroad and constantly on adventures. I heard you’ve even studied in private university, such accomplishments from a Lady of the Ton you certainly must have a flock of gentleman callers.” Anthony scoffs and I shoot him a glare, “ Thank you Lady Bridgerton I must say I am more fortunate than most young ladies my age I owe part of my freedom and the nourishment of my mind to Simon I am most thankful that I have a brother who worries about my decision and desires.” Daphne coughs and Simon taps my foot with his. “ Yet I can’t help but wonder what manners you have since you have not said yet a word to me this entire afternoon my lady.” Anthony raises his eyebrow, “Perhaps if you had more elegant studies you’d be able to mange a simple dinner.” I bite the inside of my cheek and Simon whispers to Daphne. “He’s done it again and 1...2....3.” “Well dear Viscount if you worried more of your own affairs and manners then half of England wouldn’t know of certain strenuous activities and endeavors of yours as well as how you can’t even manage to secure a lady for yourself.” I sip on my tea, “ How is it that your younger sister had secured a better match than yourself?” Anthony looks at me shock as his mama and younger sisters stifle laughs. “Well my lady I-I...” he stands up and glares at me. “Excuse me, I must go.” He slams the napkin on the table and storms out into the gardens. I bite the inside of my lip and stand up, “Perhaps I went a bit far excuse me as I am going to apologize of course with Simon and Lady Bridgerton’s permission to be alone with him?” They both nod and allow me to go, as I walk out into the gardens I wonder which way he went as I turn a corner and before I can even think I am pushed back into the hard wall littered with leafy vines. “How dare you insult me in front of my family? I know you hate me but why so much what have I done to you?” I shudder at the closeness of our body’s my chest rubbing against his with every breath I take. “You are quite oblivious Anthony might I remind you of how you toyed with my emotions when we were younger? Because of you and the pain you cause me I am educated just as well as any man and I am very well mannered I am a fine Lady yet I lost you.” I look into his eyes. “I may not be well endowed in the places Sienna is nor as immoral but I loved you and you broke my heart into pieces. We were arranged Anthony and you left me for her.” He sighs, placing a hand on my hip and the other by my head still pinning me to the wall. “I never wanted to ruin you. I simply couldn’t think of settling down and having children just yet. But if you must know my adventures are over and there is nothing left with her. I’ve pulled my fundings and sold my lodgings I had with her.” He leans in closer and I can feel his hot breath on my lips. “The moment I found out Simon and Y/n Basset had arrived once again I had too. I know you might not ever forgive me nor want to be with me again but there’s one thing I must do before you leave me this time. I do apologize in advance for what I am about to do.” Before I can even begin to speak I feel his soft luscious lips upon mine in a heated kiss. At first my eyes widen but I ease into the kiss closing them and denying him any entrance, I can feel his soft tounge push against my lower lip before he nibbles on it cause me to gasp. He takes this opportunity and slides tongue into my mouth exploring it as if he would never be able to again.

I can feel his hand move to hold under my chin as we kiss passionately. My heads spinning and I cannot gather my thoughts as our kiss become more than just that as his other hand picks up my leg from under my thigh and pulls me closer to him. I lean my body towards his craving friction as I can feel desire pool from me. I place my hand on his chest and push him away. “A-Anthony! How dare you?! I-I... I cannot believe you’d try to fool me yet again.” My reflex’s strike first as I go to smack him and with his hand he had under my chin he grabs my hand mid air. “Darling I am not fooling you, I simply cannot contain myself anymore from something I’ve desired always.” His hand drops mine as he places that same hand on my cheek to stroke it then down my neck and over the tops of my chest before it trails down to my leg lifting the other and wrapping them both around his waist. “Y/n I’ve thought of you everytime... I know it’s insane but I thought maybe if I just let my primal instincts out I’d stop craving you so.. but it never happened it got worse, I’ve reflected on what I’ve done to you and how I’ve hurt you. I apologize but I want you to be mine I cannot bare to see you with another man nor have him touch the soft lips of my angel. I will not sit back any longer as just the man you hate I want you to love me once more and I will do whatever it takes.” I shake my head and a tear roll down my cheek. “Anthony I cannot I am to be married to someone else if I accept his proposal. I’ve moved on and you should too my lord I am not the Lady for you anymore. We shouldn’t even be this close.” I place a hand on his cheek. “You must let me go, it will hurt but it’s what best for us both.” He kisses me once more. “Please Y/n just one chance give me one chance and I promise you I’ll be the perfect husband I’ll give you whatever you desire from dresses to jewels, to children my love. Bare my children grow a family with me like we had always talked about. Please don’t leave me I understand I do not deserve you.” With your legs still around his waist he holds your weight with one hand as the other goes around to hold you close as he kisses your neck. “Tell me to stop and I will.” I gasp, “Anthony please... I- I.... I never stopped loving you but...” “No buts my love just say yes to marrying me. This time I will not run from my duties not let you down just say yes.” “Y-yes Anthony Bridgerton I will marry you under the condition you can win back my brothers approval.” He smiles and spins us around laughing he sets me down on my feet and places his hand on my face kissing me deeply. “An easy task said and done love.”

[xmalereader]

Thomas Shelby X Male Reader X Din Djarin

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This crossover will take place during the Star Wars universe! I tried to do a modern version but nothing came to mind so this’ll be my first Star Wars crossover with the peaky blinders, hopefully you like it! I tried my best. ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

Requested: Is it ok if I simply ask for something with Din Djarin and Tommy Shelby? I want something with them but my brain isn't helping me with coming up with specifics for the fic :(

Warnings: crossover, language, violence, slight smut, mando’a language, Thomas is a dealer, din is manda’lore, darksaber is used, mentions of Bo-Katan, Grogu is with din.

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@ge-m31

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All of the townspeople were running to their homes, spreading the word that the ‘Shelbys’ have arrived. Everyone in town was running to hide from the dangerous man that ruled the place, claimed it as his own. He showed power just by crossing anyone’s path, not one dared to go up against the shelby family. Especially not their leader or else they will deal with the consequences. As the women ushered their children inside and made sure to lock their doors as the others hid behind homes or boxes as they watched a single man riding a Varactyl down the trail, passing by homes and markets. He would glance to his left and right every once an while, eyeing the people that lived there.

He pulled the Varctly to a halt causing the creature to huff softly and shake its head, looking around as the man turns towards one of the markets. Gently he hops off the creature and makes his way towards the small market that was selling gems and stones. He stands infront of the table and knocks on the woods, from underneath emerged a young women, letting out a nervous sigh as she avoids the mans eyes. “What can I do for you today Mr. Shelby?” She stutters out, gripping her gown softly. The man stands tall and watches her closely as he pulls out a puck from his pocket and sets it in front of her. “I have a bounty that needs to be caught for me and I am looking for someone that can help me.”

The women looks down at the puck and bites her lip. “I don’t know of any bounty hunter that can help.” She whispers out. The town watched in silence as the man reaches to take the puck back. “But I know who can help!” She is quick to blurt out. Thomas hand hovers over the puck. “Who?”

She bites her lip. “A Mandalorian passed by here a few days back, he was looking for a job—no one was able to give him any but if you need him than you can find him in woods. His ship is their and he isn’t alone.” She explains to him.

Thomas takes the puck and nods at her. “A Mandalorian, strongest warriors in the galaxy.” He says to himself as he heads back to his Varactly, riding the creature out of town and towards home.

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“I don’t understand why we are here when we should be back on Mandalore, Bo-Katan is not going to be happy once she finds out that you left.” Said Y/n as he carries around a basket full of different kinds of fruits towards the Crest.

Din rolls his eyes under the helmet as he goes back to fixing the engines. “I may be the ruler of Mandalore but I also have my own freedom. I Can decided on what to do and like Bo-Katan said, when the time is right she’ll battle me for the Darksaber and she can become the new ruler.” He reminds his Riduur.

Grogu was sitting inside the basket as he listens to both of his parents converse with eachother, his head tilting back to look up at y/n who can only groan in frustration. They have been stuck on this god forsaken planet for a few days now, the crest had broken down and they have been trying to repair it but due to the ship being very old, it was sometimes hard to fix.

“Giving her the darksaber isn’t a good idea, you saw the look on her face when she first found out—anger is what I saw.” He sets the basket down and takes the kid out, setting him on the grass for him to play with. “Bo-katan wants power and we both know that letting her take the darksaber isnt the right choice.” He was looking down at the Mandalorian.

Din knew that y/n was right, right about Bo-Katan only wanting the power that wielded the Darksaber but, he never cared about power. He was a simple Mandalorian finding his way through the galaxy, he can easily get rid of the Darksaber but something deep down inside of him was telling him to keep it and To properly rule Mandalore. He couldn’t allow her to win it from him.

“I hate that you can be right sometimes.” Said Din.

Y/n grins at the man. “See? Always listen to your Riduur.” He nudges his shoulder and turns his attention back to the kid who was trying to eat the grass. “Hey! No, don’t eat that!” Y/n bends down to pull the grass out of the kids mouth.

Din chuckles at the sight and goes back to working on the crest, double checking the engines and making sure to fix up the damage that was caused by the trees and creatures that they had to fight off. It has been a rough couple of a days but nothing they can’t handle.

As he puts his tools away he hears rustling in the trees, by instinct he pulls out his blaster and looks over to the trees. Not spitting anything he walks over to y/n and Grogu. “Someone’s here.” He says, catching the others attention as he holds Grogu in his arms and stands next to Din. Holding out his own blaster too as the kid glares into the distance.

The three hold their guard up. “Come out or else will shoot.” Says y/n, giving off a warning to whoever was here.

Some more rustling his heard as a young boy comes out, holding his hands up in surrender. “Don’t shoot, I didn’t come to cause any harm.” He says, giving the two a look. Y/n eyes the boy, he looked young and unarmed but that didn’t cause him to drop his guard.

“What do you want? Asked Din.

The boy lowers his hands and licks his lips. “My name is Finn Shelby, my family owns the town here and we were looking for someone who can help us.” Din narrows his eyes at the boy. “Whatever help you need can be done without us.” He says coldly.

Finn glares. “My brother sent me here to offer you a job, we have been told that mandalorians are the strongest warriors and we need you to hunt down someone for us.”

Din huffs and puts his blaster away. “No, thanks.” With that he heads up the razor crest. Y/n lowers his blaster and holds Grogu close, nodding towards Finn. “Tell your brother that he can hire someone else.”

“We’ve already tried!” Finn exclaims in frustration.

Y/n rolls his eyes. “Let me guess, no one accept the deal?” He says sarcastically.

“No.” Said Finn. “They’ve accepted the job but no one ever comes back.” This catches y/n attention. It wasn’t the first time that they’ve had an issue like this before, they’ve faced many dangerous jobs. Hell, they were able to survive Dark troopers!

Y/n looks at the kid up and down before pointing at him. “Stay right there.” He demands as he heads towards the crest, entering the haul he sets Grogu down and approaches Din. “Don’t tell me you spoke to the kid.” Said Din before he could even say anything to him.

Y/n chuckles nervously. “Okay but listen—the kid says that they have sent people out there and no one comes back meaning that whoever goes out their dies.” He states. “Also, we need the credits! We don’t have enough fuel to last us for the next couple of days and our rations are running low.” He walks over to Din, standing next to him as he watches the Mandalorian polish his blaster. “Din, we need the credits and it’ll be quick.” He says again.

The Mandalorian sighs deeply and looks up at his lover, giving him a glare from underneath the helmet before saying. “Alright, but if we are going to accept this job than you must listen to my instruction, do you understand?” Y/n nods quickly, “yes!” Y/n is quick to run back outside to confirm Finn that they’ll take the job.

—

They walk all the way back to town with the child inside it’s pod and protected, Finn had walked the entire time, not having a ride with him since he would rather walk.

Din on the other hand wasn’t too fond of walking, he liked traveling fast and being able to finish his job quick. But for now, he accepted the option to walk to their destination. It took a few hours before they arrived to town, the people were doing their daily business, selling parts and trying to strike up deals with other shoppers.

Y/n can’t help but look around, it was strange seeing such a lively town. I mean, Nevaroo is the same since Greef was able to make some changes with the place and finally bring peace but this town was somehow different. It felt different.

Finn guides them through the town, going through alleyways and far away from the city now into an open with long grass everywhere. Y/n was the first to notice the Varactyl causing him to halt in his steps. “It’s a Varactyl.” He breaths out with a small smile. He hasn’t seen one in years, thinking that they have gone extinct.

“Family rasies them.” Said Finn with a grin on his face. “Don’t worry, he won’t bite. He’s too entertained with the grass, keeps them happy.” He added and continues to guide the three down a path that lead them towards a large house. “This looks like a fortress to me.” Din mutters out, glancing over his shoulder to see y/n give him a shrug. “Like I said, this family could be rich.” He reminds him.

He steps ahead of Din, following Finn closely as the other pulls the doors open and allows them inside. “I suggest you leave your weapons here.”

“That’s not happening.” Said Din with a glare.

Y/n agrees with him. “We won’t leave our weapons here, not when we are in an unknown home.” He crossed his arms over his chest as Finn shrugs. “Very well, you’ll face the wrath of my brother.” He simple says as he leaves the two on their own—fetching his brother.

Y/n looks around the house and stands close to Din. “Have an escape plan in case things go sideways?” He whispers. Din nods his head once, “I always do and in case things go bad you make sure to take the kid.” Grogu was their first priority and right now they can’t risk losing the kid.

As the two wait by the entrance they notice spot Finn coming back but he wasn’t alone this time. Behind him followed an older man, he wore black clothing—almost making him look like a general that belonged with the empire. He held his head up high as he approaches the two, standing in front of them.

“It’s nice to know that Finn was able to get you two back here safely.” He says with a small smirk. Y/n narrows his eyes at the man, taking a step forward as he examines his face. Taking in the mans features as his eyes slowly widen in realization. “Tommy?” He blurts out. Catching the mans attention who eyed him in return, looking at him up and down before he too came to realization. “Well, well, if it isn’t My favorites womp rat.” He chuckles out as y/n laughs in return and rushed over to hug the man.

Din can only watch the two men in confusion, having no idea what was going on. “You know him?” Din asks, pointing over to Thomas.

Y/n pulls away from Thomas and nods at Din. “Old friend, we go way back.” He answers. Looking at Thomas with a wide smile, “Maker, you haven’t changed one bit.” He says.

Thomas grins. “I can say the same for you, it was hard to tell who you were since back then you used to wear a mask over your face. I couldn’t quiet tell who you were.” The two have known eachother for a very long time, y/n remembered working with the Shelby family at a young age before he left the family. He wanted to start his own path and left the Shelby family behind, forgetting them since he no longer needed their help. But, he and Tommy had grown close over the years—from becoming friends to lovers and soon after he had to leave Thomas behind.

“It all makes sense now, the Varactyl, the job and Finn Shelby—Maker he was only a kid when I last saw him.”

“He still is.” Said Thomas.

Y/n smiles at Thomas with a small blush on his cheeks before a cough brings him back to reality. Turning around to see Din with his hands on his hips, giving him the sass stance. Y/n clears his throat and nods. “Right—! We came because Finn told us that you needed help.”

Thomas nods. “Right, follow me.” He guides the three towards a separate room, approaching his large desk he pulls out the puck from his pocket. “A few years back I got myself involved with some problems—“ he sets the puck down and a picture of a women shows up. “Her name is Grace, she has become a spy in my town and has been watching my family closely. She’s been sending information about us to the republic and they have been wanting to toss us into prison for a very long time.” He explains.

The Mandalorian approaches the desk and looks down at the puck, taking in the information. “You said many others have taken the job but none returned, why?” Thomas gives off a small frown. “She’s smart and has her own ways to survive.” He states back. “But with a Mandalorian chasing after her, I bet she’ll give up in an instant—heard mandalorians are the strongest warriors in the galaxy.”

Thomas and Din both stare at eachother, the tension was strong between them that it was hard for y/n to break it. So, instead he placed a hand on Dins chest and gently pulls him away. “How much?” Asked Din, wanting to know how much they will get paid in order to capture the women and bring her back alive.

Thomas puts his hands behind his back as he gives the couple a price, causing y/n’s eyes to widen in shock. The amount of credits that will be given to them can last them for two years, enough for rations and for the foundlings that Mandalore is soon to claim.

“You really must be desperate.” Y/n breaths out.

Thomas hums. “Very, she contains valuable information that cannot be passed down to the republic.” He licks his lips and looks at the two, “so, will you accept the job?”

Din grabs y/n but the shirt collar, “Give us a minute.” He says as he drags him away towards a corner of the house, leaving grogu behind with Thomas. Grogu stares at Thomas and gives him a small glare. “Hello.” Says Thomas to the child who rolls his eyes and closes his pod, ignoring the man.

“What was that?” Asked Din, pulling y/n aside as he glares under his helmet. “what was what?”

“That look—I know you two were more than just friends.” He says, a hint of jealousy in his voice as y/n grins at the Mandalorian. “okay, we used to be together but that was a long time ago. Din, I am married to you, we have a kid together.” He whispers to the Mandalorian. “Also you’re Mand’alore and if Thomas ever tries something then we know that he will have to face the wrath of the king.” He teases out, trying to lighten up the mood a little bit, but of course, it wasn’t working. Huffing softly he places a hand on Din’s chest plate. “Nothing will happen, I trust you and I love you very much.” Din sighs deeply as he leans down to press his helmet against y/n’s forehead. “I’m sorry.” He says, gripping his hand softly. “its okay.” Said Y/n with a small smile.

“I’ll take the job, only because we need the credits—but you and grogu will stay behind. I can’t risk losing you and two.” Said Din after pulling away from his riduur.

Y/n holds Din’s hand as he nods along the explanation. “Okay, will stay here until you get back.” He knows that he can’t argue with him already knowing that he would lose the argument and be forced to stay behind with the kid. He knows that the bounty will take a few days but he didn’t mind, as long as he get back safe and alive.

Before Y/n can go tell Thomas about their agreement he is pulled back again, this time—Din wraps his hand around his wrist, pulling him forward as he places the darksaber in his hand. “Din—“

“Keep it.”

“Din, I can’t take this from you.”

“You aren’t taking it from you, I’m letting you barrow it. You’ll need protection and I trust you with it.” The Mandalorian lets go of his wrist as he holds the darksaber in his hands. “But the rules—“

“Fuck the rules.” Said Din. “I know that I am the only one to wield the darksaber but I trust you with it.” He bumps his head against y/n’s once more. “Use it to protect yourself and the kid in case anything bad happens, got it?” He questions, earning a nod in return. “Got it.” With that, Din lets go of him and walks back to Thomas who was leaning against his desk, hands in his pockets.

“Will take the job, but Y/n and the kid stay back in case things don’t go as planned.” Thomas smirks. “Very well.” He pushes himself off the desk and hands Din the puck and a tracking fob. “I have a room full of weapons in case you need something.” He offers as Din takes the fob and puck, putting them in his pockets and shaking his head, “With what I have will work.” Thomas nods at the Mandalorian and turns to look at Y/n.

“Looks like I’ll be in your care for the meantime.” Y/n walks over to the kids pod and opens it up, revealing the child who was playing with his favorite silver ball. Smiling he reaches down and picks him up, holding him in his arms as the kids ears move up and down every once an while as he looks around the room, taking in the decor. “Hope you don’t mind the kid destroying some things.”

Thomas chuckles at y/n. “I don’t think he likes me very much.” He points out which causes Din to laugh a bit.

This catches their attention, y/n smiles at the Mandalorian and approaches him. “be safe.” He says again. Grogu coos at his buir and with his tiny hand he reaches up and places it against the side of the helmet, giving it a small stroke as he too worries for his fathers safety. “Ill be okay kid, you take care of Y/n while I’m gone.” Grogu gives Din a stern look and nod, determained to keep his own family safe. As they say their goodbyes they watches Din rid off with one of Thomas’ Varctly.

“You look happier than usual.” He hears Thomas say, standing next to him as they watch Din disappear into the woods. Y/n sighs, “Being married to a king has its perks.” He responds back and turns his attention to the kid, playing with his ears as he heads back inside.

Thomas stands there for a few seconds before it hits him. “wait—KING!?”

[fictionkinfessions]

What was he thinking when he finally took me in?

We had mostly ignored eachother for months, he only stumbled upon me a handful of times that I know of.

When that cicin mage was trying to convince me my newly obtained vision was a call from the Tsaritsa- Was that the tipping point? Or perhaps he had been looking for me far before that.

I left many marks on the mountain, I had a passtime of drawing in the snow. Nowhere near Albedos ability, but stickfigures can convey alot of emotion. So that could have tipped him over. Or perhaps he knew how often I'd sit above the entrance of his lab, pretending we were hanging out. Theres so many possibilities that I cant answer when he decided to bring me in.

All I know is he silently dragged me away from the Cicin mage. And when I asked what he was doing, he only explained that the Fatui were bad people, that I shouldnt be talking to them when I know so little of the world.

Whatever the reason was, he knew I couldnt just be a hermit on the mountain, and Im deeply grateful that the change happened. Getting to have a proper life was so much nicer than living with the foxes (Though I will always love my little babies 💕). Getting to learn whatever I had interest in was fun. Having a family in him and Klee, and being able to feel such deep emotion when either of them got hurt- Well it wasnt fun or particularly enjoyable but it was an experience, one I do not hate.

I may never know why Albedo decided to take me in, but I got a proper life because of it. And I will forever be grateful to him for that.

He is truly, the best brother one could ever ask for.

~Rubedo/Subject Two 🕯♟

[p4lparker]

Hook

The music was pumping and the booze flowing, the bodies packed together, and the air was heavy. Loxleigh smiled as she waved her arms in the air, running her hands through the damp with sweat tresses, a body bumping into her own and arms wrapping themselves around her waist. Pulling her back in to a soft body behind- one that smelled sweet, she laughed and twirled around to face Sarah Cameron. Sarah’s smooth face grinning as the two swayed their hips together to the beat pounding through the speakers, she left a sloppy kiss on Loxleigh’s blushing cheek and held the glass filled with a sweet alcohol to her glossy lips- giggles erupting as some dribbled from the darker haired girls lips as the Cameron struggled to hold it steady. One of her hands traced along Loxleigh’s arm and tickled the delicate skin of the wrist before dragging from them both from the dance area.

The bubbly blonde tugged her brunette along behind her, walk-dancing as she did. Bobbing her head to the music, letting the loose strands almost vibrate with the movements. The twosome coming to a stop at the beer pong table, she sauntered to Topper Thornton- leaning on her tips toes to land another sloppy kiss; this one to his lips, still holding her counterpiece captive by the wrist. Loxleigh sighed and let her eyes wander from the couple, only feeling mildly awkward, gaze wandering and settling on the other two people of the small grouping. Kelce and Rafe- their eyes solely on the brunette- roving her exposed skin like hungry animals- eyes glinting as if they had a secret she didn’t know about, and through her hazy and tipsy mind it made her glistening skin crawl slightly. Sarah finally pulled away from Topper, licking her lips- making Loxleigh’s stomach turn, Topper looked dazed and tried to drag her back towards him, causing the darker girl to stumble, wriggling her hand from Sarah’s sweaty one, Loxleigh stepped away from the amorous pair. Sighing once more, eyes looking towards the dance area- the pulsing beat calling for her to re-join the festivities there- the raucous laughter and shouts as the two sides of the Island mixed together under the influence of booze, helping the festivities run smoother than normal as the ‘Others’ partied it up with the 1%. Lox could spot the infamous Pogues dancing and making the party more entertaining. She longed to be there, mixing with others, dancing and having fun, rather then stand here bored and being mentally undressed her best friend’s, too older brother- at least to be hanging out with teenagers- and his best friend. As she made to move away, a sweaty arm rested itself around her and tugged, pulling her back in to a hard torso which smelled too strongly of overpriced aftershave- she didn’t even need to look up to see the light blue and logoed polo shirt of Rafe Cameron.

“Where do you think your off to Lox?” He sniffed, his other hand rubbing at his nose furiously, as he pressed you further against him. She rolled your eyes, flicking her loose hair over her bare shoulders- consequently pushing his arm from them.

“I was going to go and entertain myself with dancing rather than be bored waiting for my best friend to stop making out with her boyfriend..” She stated loudly, a saccharine smile on her glossy lips- Sarah pulled away form Topper once more, rolling her eyes at you but grinning all the same. Topper span the girl around, pulling her against him and resting his chin over her shoulder.

“How about we play a game then?” the blonde asked, eyebrows raised and smirk on lips. Lox watched on as the group nodded, Sarah being the cliché and basic girl she is suggesting ‘Truth or dare’ and ‘Never have I ever’ she was booed off and it was decided by the boys, a game of beer pong would suffice. The group of you sauntering over to where the pong set table was, Rafe and Topper shoving people away and laying claim to the game from now on; the teams being drawn and the taunt of a bet was made. If the girls won, the boys had to be their slaves for a full 48 hours, and if the boys won, that was yet to be decided.

Loxleigh tugged Sarah around one side of the table- knowing she would be carrying the game, as Drunky-pants next to her was struggling to stand without weaving. Rafe and Topper stood opposite, the older of the pair smirking as he focused and aimed directly for one of the red solo cups in front of the female team mates. The little ball sploshed into the cup, sloshing amber liquid across the table and onto waiting hands- rolling her eyes as she waited for Topper to take his shot- which inevitably went in also. Grabbing two of the cups and handing one to Sarah, they both gulped the contents down, before Lox urged the Cameron girl to take her shot. There were no expectations, the assumption the ball would sail off into the wild blue distance; the more sober of the two girls didn’t even bother to watch, instead letting her eyes wander around the room- watching as a crowd began to from; and front and centre the Pogues watched on. John B and his curious eyes focused on Lox’s game partner, Kie was trying to seem uninterested in the proceedings, Pope stood watching and holding a can of soda and JJ watched with a heart melting grin on his face, he knew he was handsome and he often used that and his Devil may care attitude to his advantage to worm his way into the beds of the female populous of this side of the OBX. Lox only returned her attention to the proceedings as one of JJ Maybank’s cerulean eyes dropped into a wink aimed at her and when the rest of the crowd erupted in cheers- she turned back to the game, hoping to hide her light blush- she had definitely been caught staring, she watched in amazement as Topper and Rafe gaped at Sarah.

Being handed the spare ball- Lox watched more then amused as Sarah winked at her, her glossy lips grinning- lining up the shot and sinking it in with little effort. The girls high-fived and gloated as the boys drank their cups, the game flowing like so- shot after shot being sank, gulp after gulp of beer being downed. The crowd surrounding them laughing and cheering as the festivities and game continued- becoming more heated and tense as each shot was made. Each time Sarah and Lox sank a ball loud cheers sounded from the front of the crowds; at one point Lox tossed her shot and turned straight to where the male Pogues stood, John B whooped and grinned at her, JJ on the other hand cupped his hands around his mouth and let out a slight howl- grinning and winking at her.

Lox could see Rafe’s blood boiling the more the girls matched him, and it made her body feel light with joy, and she struggled not to laugh out loud at his pinched face- his glare deepening the more encouragement the Maybank boy gave her and Sarah. There were re-wrack’s demanded from the adult Cameron- the girls rolling their eyes at his lack of grace in being met shot for shot. As he stepped up to the table and squinted to line up his shot, he loomed over the edge of the table. Sarah making a sound of disagreement, Topper shrugging and the crowd also alerting them to their unanimous displeasure. JJ could be seen from the corner of Lox’s eye, booing and gesturing wildly at the display of poor sportsmanship- this only served to make Rafe all the more pissed.

“Elbows Cameron!” Loxleigh stated, slamming her hands down on the table- commanding the attention of all, eyes ablaze with indignation at the blatant attempt to cheat for the win. Rafe scoffed, rolling his eyes and tossing the ball anyway- ignoring her protests. Ball splashing into the cup, Rafe cheering by himself and gesturing for Lox to gulp down one of the 3 remaining cups. When Lox refused, she watched as his fist clenched and his eyes glinted aggressively. He took a step round the table as if to take a step towards her threateningly; the crowd taking a breath, and a couple of familiar faces coming even more towards the forefront as it to intervene, Topper gripping onto his shoulder and stopped him- before tossing the ball to the glaring brunette-she caught it without breaking her stare from the older Cameron boy and handing it off to Sarah, only looking away when he huffed and moved back to his side of the table. Sarah lifted her hand, one eye closing as she focused in on the pair of cups across from her- the little white ball sinking in to the cup with a satisfying plop, and the blonde smirked victoriously. Rafe gripped up the cup- nearly crushing it within his anger filled grasp, he held it tightly, as he glared hatefully at his sister- who merely shrugged. As the siblings were in a death glare match, Lox took her chance- picking the ball from the red cup and shaking it off quickly, she lined up her shot and sank it straight into the still undrunk cup Rafe was holding. The crowd around burst into action, cheers and whoops echoing all around. Sarah screamed with delight- wrapping sticky arms around Lox, whose gaze remained firmly on Rafe; who in turn seethed with anger.

Lox laughed and joined in with the festivities of the building and watched joyfully as the defeated cheater stormed away. The rest of the night passed in a blur of booze, dancing and hazy images of blonde hair and blue eyes being up close and personal- something she knew she would deeply regret the next morning, but for now she ignored and continued slurping down sweet drinks and swaying to pounding music. Bear like hands ringed in silver clutching at her hips, pulling her towards a warm and invitingly hard body. Plush lips, stubbled cheeks and rippling abs that twitched when delicate fingertips brushed against it. Lips brushed against lips on more than one occasion, hands tangled in dark and light sun kissed tresses alike; clutching bodies to eachother and heart beats raced. Both Pogue and one percenter not realising they were being watched by hawk-like and hate-filled gaze all the night- nor that a devious plan had been hatched.

The next morning waking up was a chore; light streamed through the large window in the Cameron residence; Loxleigh tried shuffling away from the offending sunlight, its harsh glow forcing her eyes open and awake. She tried to snuggle further into her blonde bed companion, but she was merely shoved away, nearly falling from the bed all together. Huffing in frustration and swiping hair away from her bleary eyes she rolled from the bed- grabbing a pair of sunglasses from the dresser on her way past, slipping them on her eyes and protecting them from the oppressive sunlight flooding the entirety of the house. It was silent, the older Cameron’s were on some fancy weekend trip with some of the other high rollers on this side of the island- Loxleigh knew her parents would also be there, probably doing what their children had done the night before, possibly with more class and less fun- but it was a guarantee they were also drinking in excess. Wheezy was staying at a friends house, and that left Sarah and Rafe with the run of the mansion; so obviously a party was the only acceptable outcome. The mansion was eerily silent, so filling a glass with cool water from the faucet sounded disturbingly loud, the padding of feet behind her didn’t register in her mind until a hard body stood too close behind her.

“You know, you should probably should cover yourself up..” the whispered words, felt as if they were caressing her skin and it made her body stiffen uncomfortably. His breath fanned over her exposed shoulder; Loxleigh looked down to her current state of dress, before berating herself, she hadn’t been thinking when she ventured out of the safety Sarah’s room provided, she had been too focused on finding liquid to sooth her Sahara-like mouth- she stared at the low cut tank top and briefs covering very little of her skin.

“Wouldn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea..” Rafe’s fingers traced over the small patch of skin exposed between the tank and panties she wore- goosbumps running across the flesh, he laughed believing he was teasing her- in reality, Loxleigh felt exposed and disgusted.

“Mind you…. I’m sure some people would love to be in my shoes right about now…” At this Lox stopped breathing, and felt bile gather at the sides of her tongue. Her eyes widening and fear clutching at her heart, which felt as if it had stopped beating within the confines of her chest.

“What do you mean?” Lox stated, proud she hadn’t stuttered, but her voice came out as weak as she felt. Not the strong one she had wished to project. She felt as if the walls were closing in on her, pressing her closer to Rafe behind her- who in turn grinned, chin resting on her shoulder, wrapped his arm around her and tugged her more against him- not even a hair couldn’t pass between them. His other hand trailed up and gently began toying with the thin strap of her tank top; tugging it this way and that, letting a finger tug it upwards and tracing along its line, his smooth finger tip leaving a trail of heat- one that made her stomach roil.

“Oh… nothing… just I know a certain blonde, good for nothing Pogue who would love to et his grimy hands all over this little body…” He chuckled, lips purposefully brushing against her ear, Lox tried to push away from him, wishing he wasn’t so close, she felt claustrophobic. He pressed even more against her, pushing his hips against her- and in turn pressing hers into the sink in front of her- encasing her between himself and a hard place, she was trapped. Lox couldn’t tell if she was sweating or not, but she felt all together much too warm.

“What are you talking about Rafe?” she whispered, voice giving out on her all together. Her mind a mess of thoughts, ones she couldn’t make sense of, the small hairs on her arms standing on end in panic.

“Just the lovely pictures someone has shared with me…” At his words, her heart stuttered painfully within the cage of her ribs. She felt her lips part and teeth being bared in a snarl, not unlike a cornered animal.

“Don’t worry.. I’ve taken care of it… their solely in my possession now…” His voice sounded as if he was holding back laughter, and his mouth was pulled into a horrible smirk, the hand which was toying with the strap of her top moved to brush against her hip, before it reached into his pocket and retrieved his phone. Which he unlocked with a thumb print, before holding it before her eyes, he flicked through his gallery app- moving through the albums skillfully until he found the one he needed; a secret and ‘secure’ album. He opened it up, unlocking it again with a thumbprint; flicking through the pictures allowing her blurry eyes to focus on images. She hadn’t realised her eyes were filled with unshed tears until they struggled to focus on the images before her; and there she was in all of her glory. Picture after picture, different poses; two bodies entwined in a passionate embrace, hands trailing and lips seared against one and other. She could feel bile rising up the back of her throat, hair sticking to the clammy skin on her neck and shoulder- she had, had some hazy dreams of a blonde haired boy making her knees quake and her lips tingle with his attentions- and she thought she had imagined it being the Maybank boy, but now there was photographic evidence of last nights frivolities- in all their grainy goodness, Lox blushed furiously that she’d been taken advantage of in this way, and her blood simmered at the thought that JJ was none the wiser at this point.

“Oh… and not to forget the pièce de résistance..” his whispered words were soon drowned out by the quiet gasps and moans coming from the grainy images; two figures entwined together in an amorous entanglement- they were only kissing, but the video didn’t look like it stopped there. Lox couldn’t hold it back any longer, the bile rose up her throat and finally flooded her mouth with the bitter and sour taste, before it finally spewed from her lips and into the previously pristine sink before her. After dry heaving for a couple of moments while Rafe laughed maliciously behind her- he had taken a few steps away from her when she began vomiting. Lox wiped her hand across her mouth unceremoniously, ridding her lips and chin of the foul liquid which made her throat burn. She turned abruptly to face her tormentor; hair wild as it fluttered, eyes aflame as the dark shades were lifted from her face. Her glare causing more chuckles to erupt from him.

“How have you got those? And more importantly why have you got them?” the venom pouring from her words may have surprised him- but his grin didn’t falter. He closed the app, locked his phone and stuffed it back into his pocket- away from her and her unpredictable behaviour.

“A friend of a friend, and the help from a little birdie..” Rafe smirked, his hand coming to rest above his lip as if to hide his expression from her, as his elbow leaned against the table top and he rested one foot resting on the opposite knee as he reclined in one of the kitchen chairs. His nonchalance and refusal to give her an appropriate response. Her blood boiled in her veins- it rushed around her body and flooded her ears almost to the point she couldn’t hear anything but the pounding within.

“I have a little proposition for you though, and it’ll work out for both of our benefits. I collect on my end of the bet we made last night- after you cheated, and I wont release these for general consumption on both sides of the Island..” Rafe stated patting his pocket, sickening smirk still painted on his shiny with sweat, in the rising heat of the day, face. Loxleigh silently fumed, she couldn’t even begin to fathom what he could be wanting in return for keeping her modesty and that of her family’s. Her green eyes narrowed and she stalked towards him, she lunged for his pocket- fully prepared to go full on “Toddlers and Tiara’s”, yank his phone from him and launch it into the pool outside destroying the images- but Rafe merely stood from his chair and gripped onto her upper arms.

“I can send this shit out Gossip Girl style if you really want.. But if you do me this solid and do your end of the bet; I being the nice guy will delete these and none will be the wiser… What do you say?” Rafe stated, eyes dark and menacing- Lox could feel herself nodding before she could even register what her body was doing.

“What do you want Rafe?” she sighed, eyes blazing and burning as she resigned herself to the fact she was being blackmailed into something her gut wrenched over.

“Well, we rightfully won the game last night… So I bet you can’t make JJ Maybank fall for you before Midsummers. And I mean in love; would rob a bank, jump in front of a bullet, ass over head in love…” Rafe stated, still gripping her upper arms. “I’m talking full on whipped, simp mode activated… he follows you like a lost puppy goes to the ends of the earth for you, says it all the time in love with you..” Rafe was getting more and more excited as the words flew from his mouth, little blobs of spittle spattering Lox’s face, making her flinch every time they hit. “And once you’ve got him to fall in love with you, you break him. Crush his heart, cut it from his chest and serve it to him on a platter. Destroy him. completely..” Rafe whispered this last part of the bet, his dark eyes glinting with excitement and danger. Lox’s mind reeled; if she did this, would it be that bad? From last night, and the evidence she’d been shown, JJ had to at least be attracted to her- so maybe it wouldn’t be too hard? But if she did go through with it, what kind of person would she be? Yes she was a 1 percenter, living on the ‘good’ side of the island, but she tried not to join in with the ongoing class and turf war- would she be the devil incarnate? She then thought back to the pictures and near-sex tape, if the Island saw that- she’d be done, she’d be disowned by her parents. But would that be so bad? They weren’t ever around, and she was mainly left to her own devices. Maybe she could tell Rafe she would go through with it, and then never finish? Maybe she could just become an honorary Pogue? With that final thought building her resolve, Lox nodded her head.

“I’ll do it..” Loxleigh nodded and smiled internally- she could do this, she could make JJ Maybank fall in love with her. She could trick Rafe into deleting the evidence against her. She could change sides and have an easy life on the other side of the OBX!

Rafe seemed happy enough with her answer and let go of her arms, clapping her his hands together happily. As he stalked from the room, Lox put her hands on her face, wiping away the sweat, spit and tears- before rubing her hands over the back of her head smoothing it down. As she moved around the room, Sarah came stumbling in, moving like a zombie in some B-movie from the past, groaning and all. Lox chuckled and moved around the room making coffee for them both, just as the mansion buzzed to life once more as the staff began buzzing around; offering to make breakfast for the two girls; who both agreed heartily and gratefully. Once they’d drank their fill and eaten enough to soak up some of the residual alcohol from the night before; Lox dragged Sarah back to her room and they both changed into bikinis before slathering on sun lotion and venturing outside to bake in the sun.

As the girls sat and soaked in the rays; Loxleigh debated on telling Sarah about what she had agreed to. Sarah on the other hand could feel there was something on the tip of her friend’s tongue- and she had something she wanted to talk about; Lox was fidgeting, rolling from one side to the other, sighing, ruffling her hair. Sarah sighed, not sure if she was too hungover for this. So she waited, turning her face towards Lox- who was already staring at her. Sarah sighed and slowly slid her glasses down her nose so they rested right on the tip. Once Lox was sure she had her full attention; she unloaded the entirety of the bet and consequences too; Sarah listening so intently, she’d moved from lounging on the bed, to sitting upright and leaning forwards so she was closer to Loxleigh as she spoke.

“This is going to be interesting, that’s for sure…”Was all Sarah could say- Lox nodded as she acknowledged the dangerous glint in her best friend’s eyes, a glint she wasn’t sure what she felt about. But all in all, Sarah was all in. And with her support; Lox hoped she could succeed in all aspects.

[floxalopex]

Why, to me, Adora didn't solve her trauma. Or at least, it was supposed to be only about that. Spoiler: anti Catradora and anti Glimbow. Please, this are just my opinions. Don't wish my death. These ships are canon anyways so yhhhh you won, ok? Everything is fine 🌈

Yh, I'm doing this very depressing, very akward and inappropriate post at last. With of course, a lot of self-centered story nobody wants to hear because I need examples to explain emotions. Hi.

So. I don't hate Catra. I vibe with her a lot. But I can't stand when people erase Adora's trauma saying Catra's was worse. Everyone has the right to experience their own sorrow. Pain is a subjective feeling.

I was always the Catra while my sister was the Adora. I was the nd who needed to go to the psychotherapist causing my family to spend money, not to mention other healt problems. My sister doesn't even wear glasses. I took three attempts to get a stupid car license and still have panic attacks when I need to drive. My sister is a talented pilot. I was more good at school than her, but she was always better at living. And you can't change that with anything.

Still, I never hated her. Nor was I jelous. I awlays loved her and will always do. We are very different but we balance eachother. You may think that she got it easy. She didn't.

My parents are amazing. And I love them, they never raised a hand on me. But it was hard. It's hard to love a kid everyone depicts as "creepy", "not normal". But they did.

I watched the episode with Catra and Adora's childhood flashback with my sister. We had goosebumps. Before that I believed I was the only one suffering, while in reality I wasn't. It's not easy being the "golden child", "the normal one" either. My sister was so used to being referred as "the non weird one" that she developed a very closed personalty. She is a ray of sunshine, always smiling, but she won't tell anyone if she is feeling bad. She has to be perfect. She has to be all right all the time. I tell her to open up, at least with me, but it's not easy.

Trauma can have many faces. And honestely I blame myself I lot for having caused this to her. If only my parents weren't so focused on me and my so many problems that started since the day I was born (so far I risked to die at least 4 times) they wouldn't have had so much stress. They would have focused more on my sister. We talked about this and she says it's not my fault and honestely after so many years I want to believe her.

Adora has a post traumatic response. She has a martyr syndrome so strong she even feels that sacrifing herself is the normal course of actions. "You deserve love too" means that you also deserve to be heard. Your feelings matter.

Now. *Sighs*. I don't hate Catra, but I don't like Catradora at all.

Another sad story.

I never liked in my life the troupe of the "best friends" who grow up togheter and are supposed to be soulmates. I don't believe in destiny. There's no superior order in life.

I know there are many cute and real stories of couples who start and end togheter. Honestely some years ago I would have felt envious of them, now I fell like the freest of birds.

I had a childhood friend. He was born exately 20 days before me and, since our mothers were best friends, those were the only days in our first 10 years of life we were apart. We grow up togheter like brothers. Of course (of course, because eh you know, hormons, not destiny or whatever) we ended up having a relationship when little.

I didn't have so many friends and he made sure of that. He isolated me from everyone. He was possessive and mean. He was aggressive and now that he is old he is even a racist, sovranist, fascist, sexist and lots of other amazing qualities.

He was my first good diagnosis. Cushing syndrome. So yh, even if I'm super short he is shorter than me due to the therapy he has to endure. (By the gods, I generally don't mind physical appereance, I've even recentely found out I'm panromantic so yh, I don't care about gender either... but dam, can I have a partner taller than me? It's not even difficult.) Honestely, sickness apart...he is not so very good looking. Neither was I when little, I was very chubby. With the difference that I still saw beauty in him, but he never did. He mocked me with his friends. He said things like "If I don't love you who ever would? I've known you for so long, that's the reason why I tolerate you". I always stood by his side when people bullied him for his frail body structure or because he couldn't swim (which in Sicily it's almost a disability). He never did the same for me.

We broke up badly. I wasn't the one who left him but anyways. We don't even say hello to eachother.

I know by some relatives of his (who adored me) that is he depressed and lonely now.

It's... hard. Not to care for him. I know I shouldn't, I don't even want to. But the sentiment is there. I was never enough for him while he was everything for me. I don't love him, I would say I even hate him (and to make me hate someone you really must work very hard). But...hate is an emotion too right?...the point is that he will forever be a part of me. Even if I wish we never met in the first place.

Anyways.

I don't have positive opinions on Glimbow either. I love Glimmer but dam she is possessive. I like Bow but he should have been more true with his feelings and not end up with her only to please her. Choose Sea Hawk or Perfuma.

In a childhood relationship platonic love, habit, hormons, friendship meld togheter in a ...peculiar way. But let's be honest, we change with aging. We are not mature, we are not sensitive enough. Polite enough when little. We are not aware enough.

I'm monogamus yes, but at least sexually speaking. In reality you should have experiences. Know other people to know yourself better.

It, again, may be my bad and traumatic relationship speaking. But said relationship never gave me positive personal growth. It was rather toxic.

Adora, dear. Humanity is not lost. But you can't save everyone. Not by risking your own happiness. Caring for somebody deeply and having sexual attraction for them...isn't enough. And you too Catra. Let it go, there are people out there (cough cough Scorpia) who can and will give you the world if only you let them. Give others a chance. Maybe you are not in love with a person, but with the memory and the idea you had of them. People change, it's not theirs or your fault.

People leave and you don't own them.

Lastly yes, I will put the Entrapdak tag. Really not for visibility, I have more feet than followers (no, I'm not an octopus monster) and honestely I don't give a fuck. (Yhh mean Floxy). I'm just here to say emberassing things and be a stupid fucking nerd.

*inhales*.

Entrapdak=the love of my life. The relationship between two adults. Two people who didn't know eachother and passed puberty (...Hordak baby, you there?) a LONG time ago.

Two people who reason with their minds and not entirely with their hormons. I'm clapping while typing.

No drama, no doubts. I could talk for hours but honestely this no sense is already a pain in the gut of everyone who reads so far.

[mithology-marveloholick]

Tobirama x Reader headcanons

Relationship and PDA

Fluff

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Tobirama is cuddly only when he's sleepy. Which is either right after he woke up or right before he falls asleep. If you want to cuddle any other time, you just clinge to his back or side but don't expect antyhing from him at the beggining, later he may put you on his lap and kiss your head.

You two have weird cute names for eachother. He calls you "Foolish woman" and you call him "Grumpy old man". It resulted from a fight about something so stupid, that you don't remember what was it about.

Even though he kinda likes when you call him "Grumpy old man", he doesn't let you call him like that in public. He's very strict about any affection in public. He only let's you hold his hand. No kisses, no hugs.

Don't you ever pinch his sides. He hates it. There might have been a fight about it

He is a traditional man and wants a traditional family. Also he's really stubborn and wants almost everything his way but he learns his lesson. To put it in his words: "Marriage is kinda like politics, if you want something your way you have to compromise first. Otherwise is gonna get ugly and no one gets anything". He learned it hard way

Can't wait to have kids with you, to see them grow up and to grow old with you. You are closest person to him, his little sunshine

Drinks! You both are heavy drinkers and like trying new drinks. Also sometimes you do "little" competition who can drink more. It started on your honeymoon and continued through your marriage.

Also both of you hate parties. You like peaceful evenings without small talk and fake smiles (Mostly you smile)

He always has a small skroll with bottles filled with your favourite alcohol.

This man has incredible humor. He tells jokes but only when it's just you and him. Most of them are about something only you two understand or about Hashirama.

Back massages. Give that man back massages. He just loves to lay on his stomach and doze off while you massage him. Especially after rough day or mission

Tobirama adores your cooking. But hands down he is a master at breakfest. His pancakes with blueberries? Perfection

Supports your carrer with his whole heart! His your hyperman and you are his hyperwoman!

Loves hiking. Half of your honeymoon was in the mountains. The other half by the sea - cause you love sea and collecting sea shells

He has a lot of scras on his body and he's insecure about them. They remind him of war and loss of his parents and brothers. The best thing you can do is kiss each and every one of the scars and tell him that you love him no matter what

After years of being a couple you know eachother so well. That you don't have to say anything to know what is going through your spouse head.

Help him organize his desk and papers. He seems like he has everything under control but he is the messiest person when it comes to writings and scrools.

He loves you deeply and you know that, but sometimes he feels like it's not good enough for you. So he reminds you by his actions, sometimes by saying "I love you" but it's really rare. He rather say "I appreciate you".

Even though you don't know much about jutsus you always help him with his experiments. But he always make sure you're safe

Loves when you wear his clothes. Especially his fur, rare sight but super sweet and hot for him

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Those headcanons are inspired by post made by @florssils and comments by @debserso93 (Nicknames for Tobirama and his s/o)

Rest is my imagination how Tobirama would act around his s/o.

I hope you guys like it ❤️

[itsmoonphobic]

Elemental Souls (SBI+Tommy 4 elements au)

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Techno Blade -Fire:

"Fire is the rapid oxidation of a material in the exothermic chemical process of combustion, releasing heat, light, and various reaction products."

You can either see Techno as rude,cocky and egoistic or you can see him as loyal,determined and smart.

Becouse of his cold facade,Techno can scare poeple off easily.The fact that he gets aggressive easily doesn't make it any better.He tends to be very sarcastic and loves to tease/ignore people badly which is another reason poeple tend to stay away from him.

Techno can be described as terrifying.Becouse he is very intelligent and silent poeple around him can only wonder what he is thinking and if he is planning on killing someone soon.Of course Techno never killed anyone and he would never do so but his scary aura makes people believe he did and would do it again.

He doesn't take things very seriously and will only get invested if he is deeply committed and interested in them or if he gets something out of it.Techno may say that he isn't a competitive person but god is this man lying to himself.

Challenging Techno to something is probably the most dumbest move you could make.Not only will he destroy you and win but he will make a whole ass war out of it.This guy won't sleep,eat or talk to another human being until he's won.And you can bet your ass he will totally humiliate you and rub it in till it burns-

That's what Techno can be seen as from the outside. But on the inside he is anything but confident,cocky and unbeatable.He is very shy and socially awkward. He only picks out certain people who he will let take part in his life.On some days his insecurities will get the best of him and he won't come out of his room for weeks-

Hours and hours spent on crying only then become evident once he leaves his room and reveals this mess of red and puffy eyes,dark valleys and pale skin.The vibes he gives off basically scream "back of and leave me the fuck alone or I will burn you to death"

Others may think that a fiery person like him has to have exciting and risky hobbies-When in reality Techno loves peaceful and quiet activities like reading or studying.May I add that in his free time Techno absolutely loves to be outside and farm potatoes on a daily-

Sure Techno does fighting and skill upgrading from time to time but when he is left alone with his head full of thoughts he will scurry to the local library and spend the rest of his day there.Nobody questions why he goes there or makes fun of him that such a tough guy reads books-Becouse they very well know he will personally beat them up and burn down their houses.

Techno's best friend Phil is the only person who he truly trusts with everything and anything.The two of them grew up together and developed a really strong emotional and family like bond.Techno only allows Phil to see his vulnerable and fragile side,he will cry infront of him and even let Phil hug him while he reassures him that everything will work out and be fine.

Techno isn'a touchy guy,for him pda is disgusting and unnecessary-like,why the fuck would you put your hands on another person?What kind of person enjoys sharing physical contact?Not Techno that's for sure.

Over time Techno became more open and extroverted so he agreed to meeting two of Phil's friends,both of them having different elements.Phil commented something about how he thinks that opposite friendships are way more exciting and fun!Techno didn't think much of it,he simply rolled his eyes and went along with it.

That was the day Techno met Wilbur and Tommy.He could immediately tell that Tommy would be annoying as fuck and really hard to deal with-I mean the kid was only twelve when they first got introduced.Wilbur on the other hand sparked some sort of feeling inside of Techno that made him feel welcomed in his presence.

So yeah over the course of the next four years the four element benders became really close.Yes even grumpy Techno had to live with the fact that he would die for all of them-even Tommy.And speaking of Tommy,he and Techno do everything together-

If you would to make fun of Tommy or tease/annoy him in any be it negative or positive way-Techno would hunt you down and burn you-If it isn't intense he will stick to only a threat-but if you actually physically or mentally hurt Tommy??Oh boy-I may have said that Techno never did and never would kill somebody,but in this case there is a high chance of an angry Techno being after you.

Techno sees his friend group as family members.Phil represents a huge father figure,Wilbur his younger brother and Tommy his youngest brother.He is very overprotective of them all,especially over Tommy if you couldn't already tell.With how much shit he gets himself into and the fact that he is only sixteen years young and his braincells are still producing he can't but worry for him and take care of him,even if he does bully the fuck out of him :)

Wilbur and Techno have the best moments.The two of them both enjoy reading so you can occasionally discover them in the local town library where they are just enjoying the peace shared between eachother. Although Wilbur does have a chaotic and wild side to him which he lets out when he's around Tommy,he becomes quite and relaxed when around the fire bender.Techno knew from the moment he met Wilbur that the two of them would get along great.

Techno isn't really good with showing his feelings or dealing with his emotions-Like I said apart from pride and anger he doesn't reveal much to the world.Phil used to be the only person Techno trusted but now with the whole gang on his side he earned himself more poeple to rely on.Of course it took time for him to open up and really let himself go infront of Tommy and Wilbur but the waiting definitely paid off.

When Techno practices,for example his weapon usage and fire bending it is best to leave him alone and stay a safe distance away from him.There is a chance for him to attack you,though he will most likely just snap at you and tell you to piss off if you don't wanna burn alive and if you wanna keep all your fingers in place.

Also not to mention,Techno is on the way of becoming a vegetarian.At the start he only hated eating anything related to pigs,like bacon or pork chops.But after developing his love for farming he noticed just how unnecessary eating meat is.Sure he still consumes meat from time to time but in most of the cases he will turn it down and eat a baked potato instead :D

Squid and Dream(A water bender and a earth bender) are both in a rivalry with him.Techno is probably the one who started randomly picking on Squid at one point and from there on out they kind of grew close?Not too close but most definitely a form of friendship.

Dream on the other hand is hundred percent the one who constantly competes with Techno.Be it in element bending or grades in school.If Dream manages to get even half a point more on an exam he would literally celebrate.The most annoying part is the fact that Techno doesn't even acknowledge Dream. Just to see Dream's face when Techno only shrugs and lets out a small "ehh" while saying that it doesn't matter and he sees no point in anyone trying to be as good as him or better,makes it more entertaining ;D

To sum it all up: Techno is a natural born leader.His dedication and determination along with his loyalty are a healthy base for a powerful soul.The reason behind his aggressive,confident and somewhat rude side is due to the fact that he is a fire bender and his element is naturally fierce.He fights for what he thinks is important and right and never lets anything happen to the poeple he deeply loves and cares about.He is not the best when it comes to showing sympathy and affection and he doesn't seek it from anyone else.He has to deal with major mental health issues but he's more than thankful for his friends that are by his side and help him out on his journey.Once Techno opens up to you more you know he likes you,like I said to earn Techno's respect and trust you have to meet his expectations and show him that you actually care for him and his well being.He needs some love guys <3

Like fire itself, fire benders tend to be passionate, dynamic, and temperamental. Fire can keep you warm, or it can do great destruction. While fire burns out quickly without fuel to keep it going, it can also regenerate its power from the ashes. A single spark can set off a forest fire. As a result, fire benders need to be nurtured and managed carefully.

Phil Watson - Air:

"Air refers to the Earth's atmosphere. Air is a mixture of many gases and dust particles. It is the clear gas in which living things live and breathe. It has an indefinite shape and volume. It has mass and weight, because it is matter."

The most hardworking,kind and caring guy you will ever encounter.Phil is the definition of wholesome :)

Phil is a very understanding and empathetic person. He patiently listens and respects people's boundaries and insecurities.He is a great comfort to many poeple with phobias and mental health issues.A part of his element is care and gentleness.Phil is very careful and elegant with his words and actions.He tends to not be hasty and obnoxious around people he first meets or knows who don't like that type of behavior.

He and Techno are very close.Phil trusts Techno with his eyes closed and the same goes for Techno.The way the two of them interact with eachother suprises people all the time.How could such a gentle soul deal with a feisty one like Techno's??Outsiders and even familiars wonder if the two share some sort of telepathic connection.All in all they share an unbreakable and strong family like bond.

Not only did Phil introduce his other really good friends to Techno and managed to get him to open up more and trust other people apart from him,but he also helped Techno realize that there are other poeple out there who care about him and want to give him nothing but undeniable love <3

Techno may be close with Wilbur and Tommy but the only person who knows about Techno's struggles and his biggest fears is Phil.He knows exactly in which way he needs to talk to him and how to act around him.Phil knows Techno doesn't like affection like hugs and holding hands but as a sign of appreciation and gratefulness Techno allows Phil to hug him while he calms him down and takes care of him.

The way he acts with such precision and grace makes anyone feel welcomed and comfortable around Phil. Phil is very helpful.He doesn't wait for poeple to come up to him and ask him for something,he goes up to them and asks if he can help them out with anything.

He stands up for justice and always does the right things.Phil has a big heart,if he sees anyone who is hurt or feeling down his parent like instincts will activate and he will immediately comfort them.

All three of his best friends(Techno,Wilbur,Tommy) look up to him as a father figure,which warms Phil's heart and he honestly he thinks it's super cute <3 So naturally Phil can't but see them as his three polar opposite,chaotic sons.He would do anything for the three of them,even risking his own life.

Tommy and Phil's relationship is probably the most cutest one.When Phil tells Tommy to quit it or to stop fighting with Wilbur or Techno(mostly Wilbur),Tommy instantly goes quiet and apologises for it.Phil's air bending is something that Tommy loves about him.He will always ask the elder if he can twirl him around in the air and make him fly.Phil gladly does so and he will tickle him with the wind he creates until Tommy is a giggling mess :D

Wilbur and Phil on the other hand are a completely different dynamic than Techno & Phil or Tommy & Phil. Most think that Phil would be scared of Techno like any other person is but it's actually Wilbur who genuinely scares Phil from time to time.Sure anyone who sees him doesn't think that something like "I just wanna fucking murder everyone around me and drag them to the bottom of the ocean-" would come out of his mouth.It's not only what he says it's how and when he says horrifying things like that.They could be out on a walk and Wilbur would just have the most blank expression while he says sentences like that.Phil is pretty sure that he even caught Tommy holding onto Techno's hand once while Techno shivered slightly with wide eyes.

Phil is known for being very respectful and polite.He doesn't like to be mean and angry towards anyone!He is a big pacifist(unlike other poeple 👀)who likes to sort things out with a nice and peaceful conversation instead of turning to immediate violence.He will argument with someone,but only when he has a good reason to do so.If he sees people arguing or fighting he will confront them about it and make sure they settle down and put their differences aside.

He's affectionate and really interested in the problems of others,as if they were his own.He will always be there if you are stuck with something and need help solving or overcoming said problem.He'll make sure that both of you find a way to get rid of it! <3

Air benders are also the most forgiving element benders,so Phil can tell the difference between acting out and just plain old meanness,and he understands that in moments of strong emotion, people can say and do things to can hurt others. Not that he'd ever do the same!His cool, collected vibe helps him navigate the drama and analyze it throughly.

Phil is a master of both small talk and deep convos, and he knows how to use his wit to get him out of awkward moments.That's another way Phil instantly gets the hang of strangers he just met!!He knows what subjects to bring up and what topics to talk about that they are interested in!

Also I quickly wanna say that Phil's laugh is super contagious!He could be out with Techno,Wil and Tommy while the three of them rant on and on about their days and just talk about random,shit.Phil will silently listen to every detail in the background while he uncontrollably laughs.He will let out a small "What?" or "No way dude" but apart from those small phrases he just prefers listening and cackling.He loves to see other people laugh and smile and is even more happy when he is the reason they do so :3

Phil is generous and selfless.He puts the health and safety of others before his own.He doesn't require many things to be satisfied in his life.As long as he has his family and friends he couldn't be more grateful <3

He definitely has a love for birds such as pigeons and doves.One time about two years ago Tommy brought Phil a beautiful silver feathered bird for his birthday. Even with his element being air,Phil sometimes wishes and dreams of flying himself,being able to feel that freedom for himself you know?He sees birds as lucky to have a gift such as flying.

Air benders are all about action, ideas, and motion—they are the “winds of change.” When a strong gust hits you, you can’t help but move. While some within their ranks may be true-life “airheads,” others are as powerful as a gravity-defying G-force. Air benders bring everyone a breath of fresh air when things start to get stale. Like the breeze, you can’t quite catch them, and you never know where they’ll drop you once they sweep you up. It will almost always been an adventure, though

Wilbur Soot - Water:

"Water is an inorganic, transparent, tasteless, odorless, and nearly colorless chemical substance, which is the main constituent of Earth's hydrosphere and the fluids of all known living organisms. It is vital for all known forms of life, even though it provides no calories or organic nutrients."

Charming,suave and flirty in a way that can only be from fiction.Do men like that even exist?Apparently they do and they go by the name of Wilbur Soot.

Ever stand under a waterfall? That’s what it’s like when a Wilbur is feeling an intense emotion.

Intuitive, emotional and ultra-sensitive,Wilbur can be as mysterious as the ocean itself. Like water,he can be refreshing,or he can drown you in his depths.Security is important to him,after all, water needs a container, or it dries up and disappears.

He tends to hold on to people and items long past their expiration dates,and his emotions are always flowing like the waves of the oceans.Wilbur has intense dreams,visions,and an intuition so strong that it’s basically a psychic power.He can see situations happening from a mile away before they occur.

He might intentionally seek out sad music or movies, and he probably has childhood photos framed in his room.Emotional and creative,he relays on his heart and gut to make a decision.Logic and reason are second to his feelings which is how he navigates the material world.Wilbur also longs for security at all times,which makes sense as he's protective of his loved ones and himself.He'll do everything he can to help the ones he cares about,even if it’s at his own expense.

However, like most things beautiful, below the surface many complexities often arise and the same is true when talking about water benders.

Wilbur is notoriously perceptive and he possesses instincts when it comes to sussing out people and situations.He's guided by his gut feelings and more often than not his first instinct about a person are dead on.He can get a feel for whether someones intentions are honorable or not just by observing their body language and general demeanor.

Like a river filling in every crevice of its path,Wilbur covers every detail and often picks up on things that others miss.No riverbed is left to dry as the water flows through each and every intricacy.

The water signs are no stranger to emotion, in fact, they often feel things rather intensely.

On one hand,his emotional side can provide him with a lot of insight and wisdom into the human experience which he can even then pass on to others.On top of this,it allows him to be incredibly empathetic which helps him form strong bonds with others.

But sometimes he can get so overcome by his emotions that it feels like a giant tidal wave just hitting him all at once. When he feels overwhelmed like this he can find it tough to think straight and make rational decisions.

Because he is so prone to analyzing absolutely everything he can sometimes overthink things a little too much and make life more complicated for himself then it needs to be.He has a bad habit of coming up with problems and obstacles in his mind that don’t actually exist or aren’t nearly as bad as he's talked himself into them being.

Sometimes you might catch Wilbur acting withdrawn or shy but the truth is he's probably just deep in thought and mentally a million miles away.He often finds his thoughts are racing at a million miles an hour and that he's powerless to do anything about it.

Just like a bustling river,Wilbur can be a bit wishy washy and kinda all over the place… especially when it comes to making important decisions.Too many options can sometimes leave him overwhelmed and struggling to make any decision at all.

He's also known for being easily distracted and can go from paying close attention in one moment to being totally away with the fairies the next.He doesn't do it out of rudeness he just can’t help himself sometimes!

Wilbur has a very private and mysterious side,he doesn’t like to reveal all of his cards at once.He's known for putting up walls and can be particularly guarded when he's around people he doesn't trust.

From time to time he needs space to himself to think and unwind. As much as he loves his friends and family there’s just some times where he's gotta have some alone time to spend by himself.

Wilbur sure has a unique way of looking at the world. His perspective combined with his vivid imagination makes him naturally gifted in music or anything involving a creative flare.He is a dreamer at heart whose ideas aren't limited by pesky rules or conventions.

He has a big musical talent,his voice is a perfect balance between rough and velvety.It's not too high and not too low,not too loud and not too quiet.The moment he strums his guitar strings he can wrap anybody around his finger.

Wilbur is emotionally manipulative.He can make you feel bad for something you didn't even do.He can make you regret things or certaint actions that aren't supposed to make you feel regretful.He will only use this "talent" of his in a worst case scenario.If you ever hurt his friends or loved ones he will make your life a living hell,wouldn't even wonder if you never decided to show your face to the public ever again.

Techno's and his relationship is wonderful.Wilbur has helped Techno so much to open up more and come out of his shell.They both enjoy the peaceful and quiet times in their life.Reading,going on walks or strolling along the beach while watching a sunset is just some of the many things they love doing together.He isn't as close to Techno like Phil is but he is close second. He sees him as his older and stronger brother who will always be there for him when he needs him.Honestly the two of them have such a beneficial dynamic <3

Now Tommy's and Wilbur's interactions are something absolutely opposite.When the two of them spent time together,they become these chaotic and annoying siblings that go around town and fuck with people. There was this one time where they flooded a barn which belonged to Phil's neighbors and the two reckless idiots ran away laughing.Sure Tommy steals Phil's stuff all the time or uses it without permission but Wilbur,just like Techno,is very overprotective of Tommy.If he finds out that somebody hurt Tommy in any way or made fun of him he will beat them up. Literally he will call in Techno for help to go and pay the little fuckers who messed with Tommy a visit.The only ones who are allowed to tease and bully Tommy are Techno and Wilbur,no one else.

Phil and Wilbur have some of the best moments when spending time with eachother.Not only is Phil a great source of reassurance and comfort but he knows that Phil will seal his mouth shut if Wilbur speaks to him about his insecurities and problems.He loves that Phil listens to him and never judges him about anything. Like the other two Wilbur sees Phil as a father figure. A great and inspiring role model he can look up to.

He likes to collect sea shells and old treasures he finds scattered over the sand at the beach.He doesn't like swimming or diving,which is really unrealistic to not only other water benders but benders in general.It's not that Wilbur is scared,he simply likes to admire it from the shore.He will do it from time to time must mostly he will just sit down and let his legs and feet rest in the cold liquid.

I can imagine that when he was a kid he used to pretend to be a pirate.He still has his old eye patch and hook that were part of his costume.Now,even after thirteen years he still likes to go up to the harbor when the fishermen arrive with a freshly caught catch and watch the ships glide across the indigo waves.

Tommy Simons - Earth:

"Earth materials are vital resources that provide the basic components for life, agriculture and industry. Earth materials can also include metals and precious rocks."

Tommy is outgoing,energetic and he isn't afraid to speak up and share his thoughts with others.A very openminded and positive guy.He always looks on the bright side of every situation he finds himself in.

He is down to earth.He doesn't believe in having dreams,he only believes and accepts things the way they are and how they are portrayed in his eyes.

People don't realize it but they are seriously underestimating Tommy.When you first see him you don't expect him to have good strategies and the ability of leadership like Techno clearly has.But that's the thing.One of the many things Tommy picks up while being in a friendship with the fire bender is experience.Techno will lazily teach the young earth bender how to protect himself and lead a team. Without Techno's guidance Tommy would have been in trouble countless times.So you could say that Techno is Tommy's mentor :)

He's a great mood booster!If there is awkward tension in a room or between others he will make it up by just being there and doing what Tommy does the best, brighten up the atmosphere!He will start random conversations and just try to get everyone else to do something fun like play a game or watch a movie.

Techno may help Tommy with things like self defense and how to establish dominance but the earth bender helps him with his potato farming!He will hurry up the process of their growth and make sure they are perfect before they are harvested.He keeps track of the amount of soil and vitamins the earth their roots grow in receives.

Speaking of Techno's and his relationship: The two of them are so close it's insane.They do everything with eachother!They train,upgrade their skills in bending and fighting,they go out to eat or have a drink,they go around town and fuck things up-the two of them are huge pranksters.Tommy always tries to prove himself infront of Techno and impress him in any way.Tommy loves spending time with Techno,the blond earth bender admires him in so many different ways- They don't have to be doing much together,it can be mindless talking or simply being in the same room.

Wilbur and Tommy are ehhh- special?On one side they are funny and entertaining together but on the other side they can be insulting eachother with such vulgarity that you could think they are about to commit murder any moment.Tommy talks so much shit about Wilbur.If you're dumb enough and actually choose to listen to him,he will ramble on about how Wilbur thinks he's so smart and good with the ladies- Yoo would think that after trash talking him that Tommy hates Wilbur's guts but it's the opposite!!If he catches you talking bad about Wilbur behind his back he will call Techno and they will hunt you down.

Tommy like everyone else sees Phil as his very caring and cool dad!Phil somehow always finds out about all the shit Tommy does and he gets scolded for it.Like most people,if Tommy ever has a problem he's dealing with or he's in a uncomfortable situation,Phil is the first person who crosses his mind and therefore the one he turns to.

The way Tommy goes around their town and picks fights with others is so stupid.At the end he comes home with bruises and wounds all over his skin.One time his best friend Toby brought him to Phil with a bloody nose and Phil's reaction was screeching-

He is extremely curious and stubborn.He doesn't really think before he acts and dives into unknown things he's not familiar with head first.Techno is the one who laughs at him and teases him about how clumsy he is.

Earth benders keep it real. They are the “grounded” people on the planet, the ones who bring us down to earth and remind us to start with a solid foundation. Slow and steady, these “builders” are loyal and stable, and stick by their people through hard times. On good days, they’re practical; at worst, they can be materialistic or too focused on the surface of things to dig into the depths.

Hope you enjoyed this au!!I am currently writing MULTIPLE stories and au's so bare with me guys!I don't like working fast becouse my work afterwards doesn't feel completed:( I hope all of you have a wonderful day/night <3 Love ya!!!

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Doctor Who Q&A!

Who is your Doctor?

Matt Smith! Funny story about him actually-he was the first doctor I ever watched-it was Time of the Angels, but at the time I watched that episode, Matt Smith’s run was over. I went back and watched Nine and Ten, and then rewatched Eleven before hitting Twelve up. Eleven has always had a special place in my heart

Your favourite Doctor?

Funnily enough, Twelve. He faintly edges out Eleven in this regard. I think I just really enjoy his humour, dry and sarcastic, and the character arc of wondering whether he’s a good person or not really spoke to me. Yeah, stinky eyebrow man wins in this regard

Least favourite Doctor?

Either Nine or Thirteen? I found Nine to be somewhat boring, I liked his humour, but most of the time was spent setting up his backstory, or that weird romance thing with Rose, and since romance has never interested me, except in certain areas *shrugs*

Thirteen isn’t anything to do with Jodie Whittaker, it’s just that the best moments of Doctor Who are when the Doctor is sad, or vulnerable or angry. The Oncoming Storm is a big part of it all. And it seems that she never really has the oppurtunity to be emotional in this yet. That’s the scriptwriters fault, not hers, and I’m happy they’re starting to change it with the new season.

Best regeneration?

Oh god, that’s actually a tie between Ten, Eleven and Twelve for me

Ten dies alone and it is awful. His last lines brought me to tears, and there’s something so sad about him being killed protecting one of his friends. 

Eleven had me sobbing. Out of the three, he’s the only one who met this whole thing with acceptance, and he’s the only one to not be alone when it happens. His was the nicest out of the three, but because he was MY Doctor, I was bawling like a baby. When Amy appeared I  b r  o k e

Twelve is heartbreakingly realistic. He’s not resisting change like Ten is, he just wants to rest, for once. Like Ten, he dies alone, with only memories to comfort him, and I remember tearing up when he told Thirteen what he told Clara

Who is the most human Doctor?

Either Ten or Twelve. Both of them are conflicted about their morality and whether they should do the right thing or not, both of them try and fail and try again. Twelve is just the one to realise he’s not good or bad, he’s an idiot.

Best Companion?

Donna Noble or Amy Pond and Rory. 

I am a sex repulsed ace-aro, this means I would rather stick my hand in a woodchipper than be in a relationship with someone. Platonic friendships and family have always been my bread and butter and these three are perfect for the Doctor.

Donna Noble? Bold, sassy, determined. Her mom is constantly putting her down, and yet she’s the saviour of the Universe. She doesn’t hesitate to call Ten out on his bullshit, and her departure hurt me on so many levels. I have loved her ever since Pompeii, and I will decry the erasure of her character as unfair until the end of bloody time

Amy Pond and Rory. I’m putting these two together, because I only really started to like Amy when Rory came in. I love their character arcs, growing and changing. Their relationship is also fun to watch, once you get over the drama. I like relationships like Chandler and Monica, natural, fun to watch, not Ross and Rachel, dragged out, on and off again, and after a brief buffer period, these two sorted out their differences and their banter was amazing to watch. Also, the fact that they’re the Doctor’s in laws? They are the epitome of found family and I am LOVING IT

Shoutout to Martha Jones btw, runner up as always. I wish we got to see more of her when she WASN’T enamoured with the Doctor, watching her call him out in the Poison Sky was magnificent.

Worst Companion?

The Companions relationships with the Doctor are the most important thing in the show; what they think of him, how much they trust him, what extent are their feelings towards them, and to me, none was quite as boring as Rose and the Doctor.

I HATE will they-wont they plots, and that basically sums up their entire run together, getting jealous of eachothers partners, vaguely alluding towards their attraction to eachother, but not saying it, it drained all of the fun out of Rose. Her making out with a clone of the Doctor, in front of the Doctor was the final thing for me.

And while I’m all for the return of a Companion, she seems to linger throughout Ten’s run. I can understand why for Martha’s; that was her entire character arc after all, learning to expect better of yourself, but she didn’t need to be there for Donna’s; they very easily could have thought of another way to create DoctorDonna. Her presence was everywhere throughout David Tennants run, and I found it annoying

Favourite Doctor Who Ships?

River Song with Eleven, Twelve or Thirteen. As I said, banter and comedy is how you establish a good relationship, it shows how relaxed two people are together, and River with whichever Doctor she’s with at the time always has this flirty back and forth going on between them. They’re very open about their attraction to eachother, and I love it. Also, Thirteen and River because if you don’t think Thirteen is a raging pansexual then I have news for you.

Amy and Rory for the reasons I listed above; they sort through their issues, have good repartee and are a very enjoyable couple to watch

(I briefly shipped Eleven x Amy x Rory before I found out they were in laws, so shoutout to that.)

Least Favourite Doctor Who Ships?

Rose x Doctor. It would have been fine if they ACTUALLY DID SOMETHING WITH IT INSTEAD OF JUST HINTING AT IT

Martha x Doctor. Martha’s whole arc is about learning that the Doctor is treating her badly and that she doesn’t need him. To go back to him would invalidate that whole thing

Controversial Thought?

I know a lot of people hate Clara, but to be honest, I’m more apathetic/warm towards her. I loved her relationship with Twelve, and how she was almost a caretaker towards him. She starts to act like the Doctor after a while, but then that’s what the Companions DO, they become more versatile, more able to handle tough situations. I’m not happy how they made her immortal and gave her her own TARDIS, but other than that, I’m pretty mild towards her

Best Two-Parter Episode?

Heaven Sent and Hell Bent. It was one of those episodes, ones that are genuinely, deeply horrifying. I got chills when I realised how long the Doctor had been trapped in the Confession Dial. I wasn’t really happy with how the brought Clara back from the dead, but I was okay with it, because watching her read the High Command the riot act for how they treated the Doctor was so, so worth it

Best Doctor/companion pairing?

Ten and Donna. Loved their brother-sister duo relationship

If Two Doctors could meet, who would you choose?

Thirteen and Four would be fun; they have similar energy and scarves after all. Think that would be fun to see. Thirteen and Twelve would also have a nice energy between them I think. Maybe throw in some height jokes.

If any Companions could meet, who would you choose?

Donna and Amy would probably end up flirting with each other. But, at the same time, I think Donna may help Amy come away from her hero worship of the Doctor. 

Martha and Rory would bond over how they sometimes feel like third wheelers and probably share medical knowledge. Martha and Clara would be fun, caring for the Doctor’s health.

If any Companions could meet any Doctor, which would you choose?

Martha meets Twelve. Twelve is actively trying to figure out whether he’s a good person, and I can see him trying to make amends for the way he’s treated her.

Thirteen meets Amy and Rory. She probably wouldn’t tell them who she is, but she would be so excited to see them again

Donna meets Nine. They would spend the entire time snarking at eachother

The Fam meets Ten. He would be so overwhelmed when he sees how many people are joining him right now

[lina-lovebug]

The Weeping Monk/ Lancelot headcannon: Disney series!

- Hua Mulan

- Mulan would definitely be forced to hide her true identity by the Church

- She was alone for awhile, being pushed around by the other Paladins, calling 'him' not manly enough because he doesn't bathe infront of his own brethren

- "Is this how we treat our brothers?! We all fight for the same cause, and I expect you to treat eachother as equals in the eyes of God."

- He stood up for Mulan, knowing that men have their own insecurities and he shouldn't be put down for his

- until he found out that his insecurity was a vagina

- it was an accident, he was going to tell him that they were leaving in a few minutes and bam!

- she was naked

- He ran back to tell them to wait while trying to get the image of her out of his head

- he is a woman, oh christ it all makes sense!

- it was awkward for the next few days

- but Mulan was a fighter, and she always proved it in battle

- he approached Mulan about the incident a few days later

- "has the church made you hide this?"

- "yes. are you going to report me?"

- "no"

- . . .huh?

- "a woman who fights is the most dangerous of us all. you have proven your strength, and i shall stand with you"

- Mulan told him of her true name and he smiled fondly at it

- Mulan du Lac

- tbh Mulan always thought about who she would marry as a little girl

- as tradition goes, your marriage was arranged by your parents but with her father dead and being millions of miles away from China, those dreams were pushed aside

- she always pictured a strong man who wouldn't make her put aside her fighting skills and passion for the responsibility of giving him a son

- but as she grew older, she realized that she couldn't have that fantasy life

- atleast not in China

- Lancelot stuck with her, even when she was exposed

- The Church threatened to kill her

- "You put her into this yet when the world sees her as she is, you throw her away? God claims we are all equal yet you look away when a woman fights better than any other man on the field"

- the church argued on what they would do

- Lancelot volunteered to stay in her tent as protection

- who knows what the paladins would be ordered to do

- Carden snuck a peek inside and saw Lancelots arm around her, and got an idea

- "you may continue to fight as a woman, but God has given me great vision. Mulan shall marry our Weeping Monk, as He has decreed"

- Mulan hated it

- Lancelot opposed, but it made him blush at the thought of marrying her

- Yet, he didn't vocally oppose it as much as Mulan did and that's what got her curious

- it was the night before when she blew up on him

- "You say you care about my opinions, yet accept the fact that they're using God to justify holding me back? Why didn't you say anything?!"

- "because they would have you killed"

- "death is better than-"

- "would it be so bad to marry me?"

- I picture Lancelot falling quickly for someone but holding back his emotions

- like he knows that he cares deeply for this person but knows that they deserve better and pulls back

- "i care deeply for you, Hua Mulan, and i promise to hold you, love you, care for you, and help you as a husband should. i will respect your boundaries, and be there through sickness and health"

- Mulan would grow feelings for him eventually, and would ask if he still felt the same

- he would of course say yes

- their first times would be so intimate and gentle

- first kiss? obviously their wedding, but their REAL first kiss would be after a battle and she would kiss him out of adrenaline saying fuck it

- and that she's thankful that she married such a respectful and loving man

- first time? definitely after walking in on her changing and him turning to leave, but she invites him to stay and i can just see it being so passionate

- he is def gentle and asks "are you sure, my love?" "does it hurt?"

- just so sweet and Mulan is equally matching him, asking if he's comfortable

- I just think they would make a great couple and have adorable babies, def having three kids

- two girls and one boy

And if you want to see a relationship develop between them, go read my book on Wattpad! The Ballad of Hua Mulan

[pyrose-the-flame]

Okay, here's my #hottake of the day: when he's written well, J Jonah Jameson is one of the best and most interesting Spider-Man characters.

His personality is often flanderized to the point where all he cares about is "pictures of Spider-Man", but in his better incarnations, Jonah is shown to be a very honorable man. always retracting his anti Spider-Man news stories when they are proven false, and refusing to print anything but the absolute truth.

Not to mention how interesting his relationship with Peter Parker and Spider-Man is. He gave Peter a stable job when Peter was struggling to support himself and Aunt May. they've known eachother for a very long time at this point, and Jonah may be tough on Peter, but he cares deeply for him. He was one of the few points of stability in Peter's life when he was younger, they may not say it out loud,, but they are very much family (though i see Jonah as more of a older brother to Peter than any kind of father figure, they definitely argue like brothers (and protect eachother like brothers when I comes down to it))

I love it when "Spider-Man identity reveals" touch on Jonah trying to reconcile the love he feels for Peter, and the hate he feels for Spider-Man