#unhealthy relationship tw

[hmshermitcraft]

The hermits are all aliens well besides two who are humans, grian and xisuma where just In there shared bed when they where just taken away from there home and became the hermits pets

It's not the way they intended to live their lives but... It's really not that bad. They're not in a capitalistic society anymore, so that's an immediate benefit. And the hermits are all very sweet.

They're constantly worrying that Grian and Xisuma are happy: are they fed; do they have enough enrichment; are the walls the right colour; why are they drinking poison? They're also excited by everything the pair do, like they've never seen it before. Which they may not have, actually.

They're both working to learn the language, because it would be nice to communicate more directly. This... It's unconventional, but they can see it working.

[rocketpunchblam]

unhealthy relationship cw, implied death cw, character studish

ggrrrrr they make me insane, utterson being one of the only people he truly cares for but not being able to part with him

this could of been worded better but i already spent too much time on it

this event is supposed to be taking place shortly after university

[saintshigaraki]

one of the reasons i think deku is a little Off is not only would he enjoy being with someone whose a little emotionally vulnerable, a little helpless in that regard, i think he’d actively seek someone like that out. someone he can be overbearing with without receiving a lot of pushback, if any really.

[likeakiss]

licking blood from your teeth. a raised scar. the old east end. testing the cut on your lip with your tongue. a loud bang from somewhere in the distance. ringing in your ears. refusing to change. slicking back your hair. whiskey and cigarillos. shoot first, ask questions later. remembering where you came from. having to fight for everything you’ve got. violence as a language that everyone understands. exit wounds. the pig-headed belief that you’re always right. struggling to let things go.

statistics.

full name:  joaquin vidal nickname(s)/alias(es):  keen, the crooked hand name meaning:  established by god age:  fifty-seven date of birth:  april 16th star sign:  aries place of birth:  poplar, london (now tower hamlets) current location:  lambeth, london gender:  cis-male pronouns:  he/him sexual orientation:  bisexual religion:  raised catholic (not a very good catholic) occupation:  mob boss family:  david flores (father, estranged), alejandra franklin (née vidal, mother), bernard “bernie” franklin (step-father, estranged), ricardo “ricky” franklin and antonio “tony” franklin (half-brothers, estranged), emilia franklin (half-sister, estranged) “sweeney todd” (ex-wife) education level:  didn’t even get his o levels (old man equivalent to gcses) living arrangements:  a modern warehouse conversion in stockwell financial status:  wealthy spoken languages:  english, spanish

inspirations.

reggie kray (legend) harry (in bruges) tyler durden (fight club) euron greyjoy (game of thrones) maxwell roth (assassin’s creed: syndicate) reyes vidal (mass effect: andromeda) bill sykes (oliver twist)

biography. (tws for poverty, xenophobia, violence, unhealthy relationship dynamics)

A third generation Peruvian immigrant, Joaquin Vidal has never known any home but London. Born and raised in Poplar (a notoriously impoverished area of the city) life was always going to be a struggle for his family - for stability, for money, for respect - but struggle they did. Joaquin’s grandparents went about things the old fashioned way, sacrificing every last shred of their dignity to scrape together enough money to take over the lease on the local newsagent after the previous owner passed away. They managed it, just barely, but even at the tail-end of the sixties, Poplar wasn’t the most tolerant of places, and the shopfront was regularly graffitied or worse.

By the time Joaquin was born, the Vidals had come to realise that London’s streets weren’t paved with gold, as they had hoped they would be when they arrived in England. They had their shop, true, but it wasn’t enough - the family was still living on top of each other, three generations packed into two rooms, living hand-to-mouth. His mother, Alejandra, was only sixteen when she discovered she was expecting, and a wedding was quickly organised in a desperate attempt to hang on to the precious little respectability the Vidals had garnered within their community. It was only two years before Joaquin's father vanished into the night, never to be seen again.

Joaquin was still young when he started looking for trouble (or when trouble started looking for him, as he’d always insist). He was a handsome, charismatic teenager, with a swagger in his step and an appetite for violence that only comes from feeling like you’ve got something to prove. It seemed as if he was destined for gang life from the get go, smoothly transitioning from playground bust-ups and brawling in the streets to the well-paid world of underground fighting. Joaquin was a workhorse in the ring, a surprisingly lithe figure that categorically refused to stay down, and it made him a hugely valuable commodity as a prize fighter. He would do whatever it took to win, and then some.

It was around this time that he set his sights on a woman known to the Jolly Rogers as Sweeney Todd. The former Crooked Hand, a man by the name of Alistair Winchester, had heard of Joaquin’s success on the underground fighting circuit, and was actively trying to recruit him to his cause. Sweeney was Alistair’s niece, and had been embroiled in the workings of the gang since she was very young, meaning she was already well established as a career assassin. Joaquin was drawn to her immediately - he knew they were made for each other.

As his relationship with Sweeney developed, Joaquin became as assimilated into the Jolly Roger lifestyle as she was, working his way up from pit fighter to contract killer in a matter of years. He would always prefer working with his hands (or, rather, his fists), but he learnt to wield a gun with precision and deadly force. As a rule, Joaquin and Sweeney were not supposed to work contracts together - they were both experts in their craft, but their dynamic was volatile and unpredictable, entirely inexplicable to anyone but themselves. People used to say that one day they’d either kill each other, or end up married - they chose the latter.

Realistically, it was never going to last between them - in fact, it’s some kind of miracle (or maybe a curse) that their marriage survived the eleven years it did. After one, final, explosive argument, the Vidals separated for good, but angry as they were, they couldn’t stay away from each other for long. Joaquin started taking contracts abroad, furthering his reputation with the Rogers while doing his best to forget about Sweeney. But he couldn’t, he couldn’t move on from her. He’s never been good at letting go.

When Alistair Winchester shit the bed and got himself nicked, it was only a matter of time before someone was called in to clean up his mess. Following the customary vote between senior members of the gang, Joaquin was compelled to return from his work overseas, not so much stepping into Alistair's shoes as kicking them out of his way. He never sought the title of the Crooked Hand, and his election came as a surprise, but who is he to spit in the face of democracy? If the Jolly Rogers wanted a show of force, Joaquin Vidal would be the one to give it to them.

He's been the head honcho for coming up on four years now, driving the Jolly Rogers into an era of prosperity that puts old man Winchester's legacy to shame. The treaty is starting to chafe at him, though, his patience for niceties running dangerously thin. No, he thinks its high time his people start making some more aggressive plays - show the Jabberwocks and everyone else who really runs the streets of London.

other things.

Before he was the Crooked Hand, Joaquin was known as Sykes, after the character from Oliver Twist. Not the most flattering of code names, but he’s never been much of a reader, and didn’t understand the connotations until much later on. 

Joaquin calls in on his mother approximately once every six months. They didn’t have the best of relationships after she remarried and started a new better family, but she’s old now, and the only surviving relative he’s still in touch with.

He's not usually much of a gambler, but he goes out of his way to attend the Royal Ascot every year, delighting both in betting on the horse races and terrorising the unfortunate toffs forced to share space with him for the duration of the event.

He’s a passionate West Ham supporter, and will thank you not to remind him how poorly they’ve been performing in the premiere league.

To date, Joaquin has never seen a cow in real life.

There isn’t a single event that could convince Joaquin to wear a tie. He didn’t even wear one to his wedding.

[mewintheflesh-2]

Wouldn’t it just be so funny if when Mikey came back home after Paldea and told Winona about what had happened and how he lost he just smiled and denied anything was wrong after Winona tried to comfort him. Just pushing past her and walking to their room where he just sat agains this bed thinking about everything and nothing at the same time.

Wouldn’t it just be so funny if over time as Winona kept expressing her worry for him he would just get progressively angrier and angrier that she kept asking. It wasn’t even anger at her, it was anger towards himself. Eventually accidentally lashing out at her

And he’s just…. Mortified. He’s just so ashamed of himself.

Wouldn’t it be so funny if he just disappeared one day and didn’t show his face to her for an entire year and when he came back he was like an entirely different person, not reacting to any of Winona’s questions or concerns, not even returning her frankly suffocating hug. Just staring at her with a sympathetic expression.

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[grossrottie]

Hey Trans RavenTiger anon here and I wanna add to the idea before i forget lol

On Ravens side the poor guy has been sufferin with his heat and everyone can scent it and it makes things so awkward, Dustpaw made fun of him for it and Fire, Gray while still his friends he did notice them avoiding Raven a little. It's just sooo embarrassing for Raven lol

So when Tiger backs him in a corner and instead of kill him he offers to help him like " I can scent it, everyone can, that must be for bothersome for you, let me help."

Little more encouraging and Raven let's it happen, a yeah it feels fucking amazing and a few more rounds and his heat was completely gone! And gone earlier too!

Imagen the horror when Spotted tells him his expecting and it might be a big one too.

Tiger hearing is smug as fuck, he hovers over Raven the more his belly shows cause 1. He now has a reason to be always around and 2. Raven can't tell anyone what happ or about Redtails since Tiger is always around

Idk if Tiger would claim the kits as his or would just go "oh my poor apprentice what a foolish thing to do: getting pregnant a moon before his warrior ceremony." Bdnsbd

Meanwhile everyone thinking Tiger is being so doting and loving ndrk

On and Tiger absolutely discovers that his actually into Ravens new look, he can't help himself for constantly touching the round belly (maybe mating while prego too) and whispering into Ravens ear, "your mine now." "You look so pretty like this." Things that can sound loving but really it's Tiger plants seeds into Ravens head that maybe being a permanent queen wouldn't be so bad, over time it's gets more blunt,. "You know, your such a good queen maybe you were made for this rather than being a warrior." "Doesn't it feel nice to be pampered and treated with respect." "Theres no better honor than carrying Thunderclans future warriors." And raven starts to believe it cause yeah his happier then he ever was as a warrior even if it's Tigers fault.

Of course it's only ok when it's Tigers kits in there obv 🤭 cause his possessive like that (maybe one of the classmates notices and offers if Raven wants kits he can ask anyone for them and not only the clan deputy and oops Tiger heard this and less than a moons after the first litter was born Raven is prego with the next lol claim officially stated)

Also perhaps their first kits could be Bramble and Tawny? And the reason why Spotted thought it would be more cause they were pretty big for Ravens scrawny body jdjd.

So sorry for the late reply but anon you are so RIGHT!!!

Ravenpaw being so relieved that his heat is finally gone, and internally battling with the fact that he had sex with his mentor who tbh terrifies him. But everything is fine so no problem, he can move past it.

Then he gets the news that he’s expecting and he just 😀

It would be radical whether Tigerclaw took claim of the kits or not. Either way, Ravenpaw can’t escape now!!

When Tigerclaw hovers and dotes, everyone thinks he’s being so kind and loving, but they miss the glint of possession and danger in his eyes.

Ravenpaw tried to ignore it at first (“maybe I’m imagining it”) but eventually even he can’t deny the weird looks that Tigerclaw gives him.

It’s not like he can argue or kick up a fuss—after all (as Tigerclaw likes to remind him) it was his choice to get fucked, Tigerclaw only obliged and helped out. Ravenpaw has to deal with the consequences.

Maybe Tigerclaw holds that word above Ravenpaw’s head. Consequences. For being foolish and allowing himself to be fucked. And, if Ravenpaw doesn’t behave, consequences for spilling the Redtail secret.

But Ravenpaw finds himself enjoying the attention in a weird way. It’s better than Tigerclaw’s treatment of him before, after all. When Tigerclaw occasionally compliments him, Ravenpaw will groan and lean into Tigerclaw, pleased beyond belief.

(Tigerclaw uses that to his advantage ofc. He adds in praise in between every few manipulative comments about Ravenpaw deserving to be a queen.)

Once Ravenpaw begins to show, he sometimes just stares at his own belly, horrified and shocked and yet somehow hopeful as well. It’s a crazy situation but somehow, he wants to see his kits, and to see Tigerclaw’s reaction to them.

When he finally gives birth (I love the idea of Bramble and Tawny being their kits!), it’s difficult but Tigerclaw is there the whole time. Maybe he steps out for a minute and Ravenpaw gets a contraction, and he grits out “I didn’t even want kits!” in the midst of the pain.

Then whoever is there with him (Firepaw?) pauses and starts to ask what he means, but Tigerclaw returns with a piece of fresh kill.

Then maybe it’s Firepaw who (after about three weeks after the birth once Ravenpaw can go on supervised walks out of camp) offers to be the sire if Ravenpaw wants kits again.

Tigerclaw walks through the forest at that moment, and hears it. He cranes his ears, staying in the shadows, as Ravenpaw replies.

He stutters and stammers, and briefly retracts his earlier “I didn’t want kits” statement, saying that it was an accidental remark. Maybe he stumbles over talking about Tigerclaw.

He’s visibly flustered but eventually he leans towards “But it’s fine! Tigerclaw is really nice and he’s so caring towards the kits, and he’s strong, so he can protect them. And he’d never let me get hurt.” He doesn’t say a word about ‘love’ though, nor does he say that he likes the relationship. He just vaguely implies that Tigerclaw is great and that he, Ravenpaw, deserved the relationship.

Firepaw frowns and tries to argue, but Ravenpaw changes the subject and trots away.

Tigerclaw, still in the shadows, grins. His little pet had been taught well. But he’d have to reinforce the lessons a few more times, just to safe. He had to make sure Ravenpaw knew who owned him.

Perhaps another litter of kits would be the next step.

[sonysakura]

Angsty Sonadow Drabble #8

This is an alternate continuation to Angsty Sonadow Drabble #5. The bad ending so to speak...

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unhealthy relationship, lies + Soulmate AU

“You know,” Shadow starts while they casually cuddle on the couch, “My stripes have seemingly faded more during this summer than usual,” he slides a hand through his spines, not noticing Sonic look up and his expression grow empty.

Sonic stares at the orange stripes, paralysed. He didn’t really notice because it has been happening gradually over the years, and Shadow thinks it’s a cycling process, but he has been slightly more orange than red for a while now. The warmth the blue hedgehog clings to suddenly feels chilled, and the other’s deep chuckle reverberates through his skull tinnily. His right wrist aches.

“I gotta go,” he says numbly, and he’s at the door. Confused, Shadow calls after him, and before he closes the door after himself, this is almost who he sees.

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Read the whole collection on Ao3.

[docheros]

i don't like to seek out new mutuals bc 1) too much work and 2) i have the coolest ones already. i could say the worst shit like "so au where jj and anti are immortal beings and they date but they also kill each other every day. anti kills jj bc he loves him too much and sometimes doesn't know how to show this aside from stabbing him repeatedly and jj kills him bc he just wants some hours of peace. jj hates anti but adores him. anti loves and adores jj. they aren't healthy for each other and they know this but they keep going. oh jj looks like a 40yo and anti looks like a 20yo. they have gay sex" and not only my mutuals wouldn't bait an eye, i have a very specific one who'd encourage me to make more content of this au

[hmshermitcraft]

Unhealthy relationship tw, suggestive tw,

Sometimes Grian will ask vampire! Mumbo for compensation for giving him his blood.

Mumbo would say no, but Grian is the only villager that doesn’t run in terror from him and he might’ve gotten a bit too used to human blood to go back to animal blood. So he agrees (so for food, the wolf rolls over).

Grian’s never had a whole lot of power in his life before, but he could get used to having someone kneel for him (he might invest in a silver collar one of these days, too).

-TeratoTomato

He'd make sure the collar is padded, he's not inhumane after all. Not like Mumbo is. He doesn't think he's asking for much from Mumbo, especially since he's providing him such important nutrition.

Mumbo wonders if a collar would make the villagers trust him more... It shows he's under control, right? He'll try it, if it makes Grian happy.

A lot of the things Grian asks of him makes him feel good as well. He doesn't want to lose him.

[serica-e]

Nyo SiciRo has such a different appeal to me than regular SiciRo

Regular SiciRo is like: I have known you for a lifetime, I hate myself and i hate you, we have been trough so much shit together, you do not know anything about me I do not know anything about you, I stick with you because I want to hurt you with my presence.

While nyo SiciRo is like: you are all I have and I resent you for that. I sacrificed my life for you and I resent you for that, I could have had so much more than what you give me and I resent for that, I love you and I resent you for that.

I imagine an au where Nyo SiciRo, Aka Fiorello and Romilia, are two Italian Immigrants, Fiorello migrated for work and Romilia followed altough she did not have to, because everyone in her town despised her.

So she hoped to have a different life, but her life ends up being unsatisfactory and Fiorello wants to return home, but Romilia always insists that they are better off there and that if they returned to Italy they'd both not survive.

*my Sicily is not related to the Vargas

[saintshigaraki]

Being coddled by Natsuo?? My eyes r OPEN 👀👀👀🥺🥺 HES SO he's I'm he him he's so dreamy an an jus thinking of him like that?? Hmm much to ruminate

the thing about being coddled by natsuo is its suffocating once he starts <3 he's trying so hard to emulate a mothers love but its. wrong. off. too much. but there's just no moderating it, once the floodgates are open, there's no closing them and you have no choice but to accept the crushing weight of his affection & attention

[javiervidal]

bruised knuckles. a bloody smile. testing the cut on your lip with your tongue. a loud bang from somewhere in the distance. ringing in your ears. resisting arrest. whiskey and cigarillos. shoot first, ask questions later. ill-advised sex in semi-public places. remembering where you came from. having to fight for everything you’ve got. the pig-headed belief that you’re always right. boisterous laughter. a wink and a smile for the prettiest face in a crowd. struggling to let things go.

statistics.

full name:  javier vidal nickname(s):  javi name meaning:  new house age:  fifty-two date of birth:  april 16th star sign:  aries place of birth:  poplar, london (now tower hamlets) current location:  lambeth, london gender:  cis-male pronouns:  he/him sexual orientation:  bisexual religion:  raised catholic (not a very good catholic) occupation:  mob boss family:  david vidal (father, estranged), alejandra franklin (mother), bernard “bernie” franklin (step-father, estranged), ricardo “ricky” franklin and antonio “tony” franklin (half-brothers, estranged), emilia franklin (half-sister, estranged) “sweeney todd” (ex-wife) education level:  didn’t even get his o levels (old man equivalent to gcses) living arrangements:  a modern warehouse conversion in stockwell financial status:  wealthy spoken languages:  english, spanish

inspirations.

reggie kray (legend) harry (in bruges) tyler durden (fight club) euron greyjoy (game of thrones) maxwell roth (assassin’s creed: syndicate) reyes vidal (mass effect: andromeda) bill sykes (oliver twist)

biography. (tws for poverty, xenophobia, violence, unhealthy relationship dynamics)

A third generation Chilean immigrant, Javier Vidal has never known any home but London. Born and raised in Poplar (a notoriously impoverished area of the city) life was always going to be a struggle for his family - for stability, for money, for respect - but struggle they did. Javier’s grandparents went about things the old fashioned way, sacrificing every last shred of their dignity to scrape together enough money to take over the lease on the local newsagent after the previous owner passed away. They managed it, just barely, but even at the tail-end of the sixties, Poplar wasn’t the most tolerant of places, and the shopfront was regularly graffitied or worse.

By the time Javier was born, the Vidals had come to realise that London’s streets weren’t paved with gold, as they had hoped they would be when they arrived in England. They had their shop, true, but it wasn’t enough - the family was still living on top of each other, three generations packed into two rooms, living hand-to-mouth. His mother, Alejandra, was only sixteen when she discovered she was expecting, and a wedding was quickly organised in a desperate attempt to hang on to the precious little respectability the Vidals had garnered within their community. It was only two years before Javier’s father vanished into the night, never to be seen again.

Javier was still young when he started looking for trouble (or when trouble started looking for him, as he’d always insist). He was a handsome, charismatic teenager, with a swagger in his step and an appetite for violence that only comes from feeling like you’ve got something to prove. It seemed as if he was destined for gang life from the get go, smoothly transitioning from playground bust-ups and brawling in the streets to the well-paid world of underground fighting. Javier was a workhorse in the ring, a surprisingly lithe figure that categorically refused to stay down, and it made him a hugely valuable commodity as a prize fighter. He would do whatever it took to win, and then some.

It was around this time that he set his sights on a woman known to the Jolly Rogers as Sweeney Todd. The former Crooked Hand, a man by the name of Alistair Winchester, had heard of Javier’s success on the underground fighting circuit, and was actively trying to recruit him to his cause. Sweeney was Alistair’s niece, and had been embroiled in the workings of the gang since she was very young, meaning she was already well established as a career assassin. Javier was drawn to her immediately - he knew they were made for each other.

As his relationship with Sweeney developed, Javier became as assimilated into the Jolly Roger lifestyle as she was, working his way up from pit fighter to contract killer in a matter of years. He would always prefer working with his hands (or, rather, his fists), but he learnt to wield a gun with precision and deadly force. As a rule, Javier and Sweeney were not supposed to work contracts together - they were both experts in their craft, but their dynamic was volatile and unpredictable, entirely inexplicable to anyone but themselves. People used to say that one day they’d either kill each other, or end up married - they chose the latter.

Realistically, it was never going to last between them - in fact, it’s some kind of miracle (or maybe a curse) that their marriage survived the eleven years it did. After one, final, explosive argument, the Vidals separated for good, but angry as they were, they couldn’t stay away from each other for long. Javier started taking contracts abroad, furthering his reputation with the Rogers while doing his best to forget about Sweeney. But he couldn’t, he couldn’t move on from her. He’s never been good at letting go.

When Eliza Crawford shit the bed and got herself nicked, it was only a matter of time before someone was called in to clean up her mess. Following the customary vote between senior members of the gang, Javier was compelled to return from his work overseas, not so much stepping into Eliza’s shoes as kicking them out of his way. He never sought the title of the Crooked Hand, and his election came as a surprise, but who is he to spit in the face of democracy? If the Jolly Rogers want a show of force, Javier Vidal would be the one to give it to them.

other things.

Before he was the Crooked Hand, Javier was known as Sykes, after the character from Oliver Twist. Not the most flattering of code names, but he’s never been much of a reader, and didn’t understand the connotations until much later on. 

Javier calls in on his mother approximately once every six months. They didn’t have the best of relationships after she remarried and started a hew better family, but she’s old now, and the only surviving relative he’s still in touch with.

He's not usually much of a gambler, but he goes out of his way to attend the Royal Ascot every year, delighting both in betting on the horse races and terrorising the unfortunate toffs forced to share space with him for the duration of the event.

He’s a passionate West Ham supporter, and will thank you not to remind him how poorly they’ve been performing in the premiere league.

To date, Javier has never seen a cow in real life.

There isn’t a single event that could convince Javier to wear a tie. He didn’t even wear one to his wedding.

[transmimir]

3,7, and 10 for Gabriel please!! 💕 (it’s Bay)

Baaaay my friend Bay <3<3<3<3<3<3<3

7. would any other characters (besides your f/o) have a crush on your self insert?

I think the real question is who wouldn't lol. Even without considering the fact of him being a toreador, Gabriel has that sort of androgynous ethereal beauty that few people find themselves immune to. There were many people during his time in the camarilla who sought his affection, despite his relationship with Chaz. While Chaz usually shooed away any suitors from his partner, he did have to bite his lip when the Prince himself took a liking to him. Even after he left the camarilla, Gabriel misses him some days. He pities the man Vannevar has become.

9. who are your self insert’s closest friends?

For a long time, Gabriel really didn't have many friends. Kept under the keen eye of his partner and, unbeknownst to him at the time, sire, he never interacted with anyone other than those Chaz liked. His first real friend in his unlife was a Malkavian, Uriel, the s/i of @supernaturalinguist . He had the patience to parse their shakespearian tongue to see the person underneath, and though Chaz excommunicated them from the Toreador communities, Gabriel started going behind his back to keep in touch. It was Gabriel's first act of rebellion, and the first realization that not everything Chaz told him was true.

Once Gabriel becomes an anarch, he's come into his new, rather extroverted self. As mentioned in the last ask I answered, he grew particularly close with Nelli G., with the two embracing their identities as "siblings". While Gabriel now renounces all ties with the camarilla and refuses to socialize with other toreadors, Nelli is the exception. For as much as it's worth between two kindred, Gabriel trusts her.

Gabriel and Mitnick are, while not the closest emotionally, still good friends. Mitnick helps him set up some accounts online so Gabriel can post and talk with people about music who aren't so obsessed with high art society as toreadors are, and they have fun going to kindred-exclusive clubs together. Gabriel is definitely not as close with his broodmate, Imalia, though they've grown to have a mutually tolerant relationship. Eventually, she might even have a conversation with him without throwing shade.

10. how do the other characters feel about your self insert and f/o’s relationship?

Oh boy time for a lot of answers about a lot of people!

When Gabriel was still with Chaz, I think it's safe to say that everyone disapproved of it. Chaz was a dick, and everyone knew it except Gabriel, and finally he too realized the person who took him in when he was embraced was truly the devil in disguise.

With Gabriel and Carver, the reactions are more mixed. Uriel is the most positive about their relationship, with the three spending time together frequently. The change in Gabriel's demeanor and happiness between the months of Gabriel leaving and getting settled with Carver made it clear to them that they were a good match for each other.

Nelli is less approving, both because of Carver's brujah-ness and how Annabelle's opinion on him seeps into her own consciousness, but ultimately she accepts it and is glad to see Gabriel happy and in a healthy relationship after the whole Chaz ordeal.

Gabriel and Carver's relationship is what causes the most friction between him and Annabelle. She hates Carver for turning her, and thus finds any excuse she can to insult him and cast him in a negative light. Yet, Carver still tries to help her, and it infuriates Gabriel. To hear her call his partner a liar, a gaslighter, a manipulator; when he knows what it's really like to have someone like that as his sire... Gabriel's furious beast can barely be contained at times.

Now, when Gabriel ends up becoming involved with Gary Golden, the opinions are less divided, as they are curiously confused. A toreador and a nosferatu would be a pair nobody could expect or understand at first, even if Gabriel would sooner call himself a brujah if anything. But Gary is well liked by most kindred, so in terms of the valley coterie, none of them have any actual issue with their relationship.

Gary and Carver themselves have a mutually neutral opinion of each other, and if it weren't for Gabriel, would most likely avoid each other. Carver wants Gabriel to be happy though, and when Gabriel started catching feelings, he supported him and built a mutual respect between himself and Gary. They're not bros, but they share their boyfriend without problems from any side.

[fagdykegtws]

no, same au, and i'm not gaslighting you, it's the truth, they sell flowers. jimmy buying something he'd like to eat and scott cook it for him, or jimmy ask scott to buy things if he's tired to go outside of his room

okay wait this is actually sweet if I'm not being gaslit but I need to know if I need to keep tagging this with unreality because I'm also disassociated to shit right now and cannot tell and also my mutuals might be upset by it

[grossrottie]

I’m reading Crookedstar’s Promise for the first time, and I just got to the part where Rainflower is grossed out by her son

And!!!!!

I noticed she called him her “handsome boy” a few times before this. Now I’m thinking of toxic Rainflower x Stormkit/his older names.

Imagine the heartbreak that could be added to this, if Stormkit had admired and adored his mother and always got treated by her (perhaps to bad ends, but yknow, mother knows best and everything) and then after he loses his attractiveness, she ditches him and stops playing with him?

Agh the angst