#without having to glue him to her 24/7

[reginrokkr]

𝐂𝐗. Dáinsleif's journey upon escaping Khaenri'ah.

Considering to write a small in-depth thing about the moment when Dain escapes Khaenri'ah up to the moment where the Realm of Farakhkert and Gavireh Lajavard are restored from the Black Cataclysm. I refuse to think that, knowing how much Khaenri'ahn civilians struggled to even go past the door that separates Khaenri'ah from Sumeru, he would leave with Lumine right after his job was done in this part of Sumeru without even checking if there are people still alive that he can help bring to the now safe surface. Within the sense of being lost and not knowing what his destiny is / what to do with his life now that he's been cursed and left with nothing, one strong reason to help with the purification of Sumeru could've been so the Khaenri'ahn civilians had somewhere safe to arrive after their arduous escape from literally hell.

[doxypsychlean]

Comforting them: Aegon II Targaryen, Aemond One-Eye Targaryen

|Headcanons|

Thou shan't repost/copy/ translate any of my work or I'll sneak into your home late at night and bite your nose off!

English isn't my first language. I don't proofread. I slap commas wherever I feel they're needed.

A/N: So ep.10 got leaked...Poor Vhagar, old girl probs just acted out of habit. Can't blame her tho. If some kid spat in my face out of nowhere, I'd probs do the same.

He just can't catch a break. Especially with Aemond around.

Kid throws him under the bus 24/7

"Aegon told me", "Aegon did it", "It was Aegon's idea", etc.

Their lord father ignores them for the most of it and lets the two do what they want.

He wishes he could say the same about their mother.

Not spending enough time with his siblings? Smack. Teaching young Aemond dirty jokes he'd heard from strangers on the Street of Silk? Smack.

She definitely beat his ass once she found out he'd taken Aemond to a brothel. It was bad. Aegon walked around the castle with an imprint of the Queen's hand on his face for a week straight.

"You should be watching over them! They're just children!"

His mother often forgot he was a child himself.

He'd start to shut off to the world.

Then your paths will cross.

He's so deprived of affection, Aegon can't help himself but to stick to you like glue the moment you show concern for his well-being.

From that moment on, he runs to you whenever something bad happens.

His father yells at him? Off he goes, searching for you.

His mother slaps him around? He shows up at your door late at night and without saying a word, throws himself into your hands.

You're the only person he truly loves and cares for.

Years pass. You two- no longer children.

When the Queen breaks the news to him that he'll have to marry his sister, he simply shrugs his shoulders.

"No."

"I don't believe I asked for your opinion on the matter, Aegon."

"And yet here I am, telling you it won't happen. I'm not marrying Helaena."

"Then who? Who will take you?"

"I've got someone in mind."

Smack. Smack. Smack.

He comes back to you later that evening, lower lip split and bloody, a bruise on his cheek.

He's smiling from ear to ear.

"We're getting married, you and I."

"Come again?"

The Queen had relented after a long monologue on his side.

Long story short, he'd explained to her how you'd been there for him through all these years. How you were the only person that had ever showed love and affection for him. How he'd rather jump from the highest tower of the Red Keep, than have to spend the rest of his life without you.

He'd always been a manipulative little shit.

But he was yours and you were his.

You live your happily ever after.

Together.

He'd tried everything at this point.

He even prayed once.

Still, no dragon.

He hated the Dragon Pit.

Standing around as his brother and nephews bonded with their dragons was painful to watch.

Not to mention the three princes always made fun of him.

Then came the day he had the displeasure of meeting the Pink Dread.

You were walking around the enormous castle while your lord father was busying himself with discussing "urgent matters" with the King. You came across a guard dragging this dirty white haired boy in the opposite direction, towards the Queen's private quarters.

"What happened to you?

"A dragon."

He didn't know you.

That bugged him to no end.

Not long after, Aemond approached you.

He was spoiled and arrogant, that much was obvious.

Then his brother and nephews appeared, as if out of nowhere. His confidence -poof- gone.

"Brother, will you be accompanying us to the Dragon Pit? It's about time you take the almighty Pink Dread for a ride, don't you think?"

The boys left him there, red-faced and squeezing his small fists in rage.

You tried asking, but he ran off.

An hour or so later, Aemond was back.

He told you all about the cruel jokes.

About how he'd do anything to have a dragon of his own.

Kid actually cried a bit.

Made you swear to never say a word about it.

Instead of cowering in fear, you offered a sad smile. And a bear hug. Like, one of those that damn near breaks every bone in your upper body.

Ooh, that's all the young prince needed to develop the fattest crush on you.

You turn into a permanent resident of the Red Keep.

Don't ask. He has his ways.

First thing he does after coming back to King's Landing on dragon back was head for your chambers.

"Guess what?"

"Oh Gods, Aemond! What happened?! Are you alright?!"

"Nevermind that, guess how I got back here?"

"Who did this to you?"

"Ugh, just come with me."

He drags you all the way to Vhagar.

You and the large dragon stare at eachother as the prince smiles like a madman.

Something inside you is telling you that you and the beast shared the same thought. He's mad. Completely fucking insane.

You knocked his ass to the ground right then and there.

You could've swore Vhagar let at a huff of approval as she watched you try and knock some sense into Aemond.

He never bothered to wear his eyepatch around you.

You might have hinted to him that blue suits him.

Yep, you chose the sapphire yourself. He insisted.

It turns sour once the people around court start staring and commenting on his appearance.

All it took was for you to have a little chit-chat with one or two noble ladies for the rest to quiet down.

Still, Aemond's insecurity grew with the years.

Good thing he had you around to reassure him.

"Gods, you look fine. That damn patch won't grow legs and run off, Aemond. Relax."

"Hmmmmm..."

He's definitely blushing every time you say something like that

You've definitely had to kick Aegon's ass a few times.

Aemond wasn't sure if it was even possible, but he sorta fell more in love with you every time you dragged his brother to him, so Aegon could apologize for his rudeness.

The years went by quickly.

One day you receive a letter from your lord father. He'd decided to marry you off to some Lannister lord.

You run to Aemond. Tears streaming down your face, the letter from your father still in your hand.

He quickly snatches it from you. The second the words settle in, he turns his back on you and leaves you to stand there, heartbroken and confused.

Both him and Vhagar dissappear from the capital for a few days. Absolutely no one knows where they are.

He returns not long after, during the hour of the wolf.

"You'll be marrying no Lannister. Not while I'm around."

"What did you do?"

"Nevermind that, the matter is settled."

"You idiot, what did you do?"

"Ugh, just come with me."

He drags you to the throne room.

His whole family is there, along with the High Septon.

You get where this is going.

You two get married that same night.

[zhongrin]

Evening miss Rin! I have a new shipment of tea leaves and tea sets for you. I feel like your tea house has been doing a lot of expansions lately and I’m happy your business is going well. I uh wanted to ask, it’s not a question related to tea sadly. But how did you figure out a system with Zhongli, Al-Haitham and Wriothesley? From introducing them to each other then your newer partners joining the relationship to figuring out a schedule on sharing you…How do you do it and how do you start that conversation?

hello sweetie! thank you for the tea set and the tea leaves <3

hsldkfjklsdf ough..... okay this actually gives me the opportunity to share with yall the delicious delicious ask that crys (@/crystalflygeo - who, if you don't know her already, makes such GOOD content hsldfjksld adults, go check her out and her rules/dni before clicking that follow button!!!) sent me last month (which i have been totally gatekeeping hsdklfjskld sorry) and i think it definitely NAILED the relationship - especially from zhongli's point of view. here you go:

introduction-wise, it helps a LOT that my first is zhongli. he's mature, patient, and he's someone who leads really well. i think he would have understood what kind of person al haitham is after conversing and observing him for a bit (and it helps that i would tell/advise him stuff). and so it's not long until he finds where he can insert himself naturally in the dynamic between us [meitham] OR including al haitham in our [zhongrin] dynamic without making it feel forced. similar things happen when wriothesley comes into the picture, but i think it's even easier because let's face it. these two would immediately click over tea. one teatime and they're best friends. i'm almost jealous lmao

all in all, i see zhongli as the pillar that keeps everything stable in the whole relationship, while i'm the glue who kinda sticks to everyone and keep us close. meanwhile, al haitham adds more to that stability and helps manage the household with that brilliant mind of his, while wriothesley adds in the fun factor while also being the first one who would jump in the moment he senses danger.

there isn't really a set system, really. too many factors come into play to enforce some kind of a 'set' rule between us all, especially with how diverse everyone are... like all relationships though, communication and respect is a huge factor! and as for how we meet up regularly and everything..... cough cough adeptus realm and realm dispatch exists winkwink i never said i stay in the teahouse 24/7 didn't i? ;)

[aria0fgold]

Late night shower thoughts gave me a potential Omari AU idea cuz I was playing around with the ideas of the gang's creativity which led to a cute lil thought of Sunny telling his friends bout his ideas, especially Mari and Basil. And that thought led me to a what if scenario like, Mari writing down and practically just clinging onto the creative ideas Sunny told her when he was alive.

AND THAT SCENARIO, led me to the AU idea. Omari but Sunny died during the argument. Hero saw it, they called 911, oh no Sunny died. Mari was too shaken up to say anything so Hero covered for her by telling everyone that Sunny fell by himself on accident.

Funeral happened and Mari still hasn't gotten over her little brother's death and something in her just s n a p p e d (it's her sanity honestly) So she just threw herself to her studies and something else, aka working on bringing Sunny's creative ideas to life by making DOLLS! Oh wow she even made one of Sunny too. There's a little stage as well, and a little house, practically the other side of the bedroom is filled with a mini lil stuff for the dolls. She is not okay. But hey she at least found a way to balance between her studies and creating her lil personal project cuz one time she fainted and that was a HUGE waste of time! Better not faint again!

It also won't be any good if Sunny saw his sister acting so differently! Better keep her smile and perfect sister image in tact! Sunny is still here, see? He's in the bed sleeping with his other little friends. Keep quiet! Don't wanna wake him up, Mari will be studying in her corner.

Hero knows the truth and is also going through it. Internal battle of whether he should tell the others the truth or not but it isn't Mari's fault! He didn't lie, it was an accident definitely. He also semi threw himself to his studies too but also not really fully cuz he gotta be there for the others. He is also not okay.

Aubrey and Basil has each other. Yeah, neither of them didn't become delinquents! I just think that, considering Sunny's death wasn't covered, Basil would be semi-understanding of Mari as someone who tries to take on her same role as caretaker. But there IS definitely something they're still missing about Sunny's death, Mari is acting way too weird.

Kel keeps everyone's morale up still which is not a good thing for the boy! Hero looks tired 24/7, Mari barely talks to them cuz she's so busy with school and whenever she does it's just unnerving cuz why does she act like everything is okay? Also why does she always carry a doll that looks so much like Sunny. They aren't allowed inside their house anymore either and Mari once got angry when Kel tried to go up the stairs! But it'll be alright if he tries to follow her too right? Mari was the glue of the group so if she's acting the same then he should too! Gotta cheer everyone up!

So basically it's an Omari AU with an unhinged Mari that acts like Sunny's still alive featuring tired Hero, Kel burying his feelings even more, Aubrey doesn't like what's happening, and Basil has a lot of questions. And it's also an AU that I don't think I can put that much attention to so I'm just throwing it out here. (pls... i made it a rule for myself that all the aus i make should have omori but no matter how much i twist and turn and flip this au i dont think i can fit omori in fam, without sunny its impossible to do orz)

[shinebrightlikeanarwhal]

So right now I'm on PMS right now so i've been crying and sobbing uncontrollably for HOURS having an existential crisis that triggered my low self esteem issues WHICH MEANS I had a LOOOOOT of free time with pure angst running through my brain, and as they say, idle hands are the devil's tools >:)

Soo, Imagine if Travis not only had piece of shit of a dad but also had an excuse of a mother ?

Because why choose between daddy issues and mommy issues when you can just have both??

So his mom would always dismiss and neglect him, make fun of him, y'know, doing most of the mental/emotional abuse part

Maybe she'd trash talk him w/ Keneeth in front of him (because that's the only moment she could have any kind of connection(?) w/ him since he was also a shitty husband and abused her too)

Anyways whatch this video and picture Travis in it

My poor bby come here, have a hug, a headpat and some snacks ;0;

Honestly, if this was his home life I think he’d either be a worse bully, a really good mom friend or one of the ghosts Sal can talk to and get help when dealing with Kenneth.

The mom would probably be a prim and proper lady. Hair styled, nails done, clothes ironed and always neat. A house wife like the 50s weren’t years ago and woman had more to offer than just house services and children.

She dresses everyone and, with Kenneth’s ‘input’ makes Travis match with her. Since they’re so similar in appearance. Bleached blonde hair, dull green eyes. Warm skin tones. She would present herself so nicely. Non alcoholic anti-cigarettes! Abstinence before marriage! Adultery is punishable by death! Even though Kenneth definitely is sleeping with one of the cops in the cult, she smokes and drinks and her bedroom reeks of it 24/7

Travis would be constantly berated for wearing clothes picked by his mother. He can’t even work to buy his own things. She makes him come home and help around the house. She just wants the neighborhood to think their diligent and lovely son is working hard to help around the house. He hates it so much.

He hates her cooking too. He despises the spaghetti. Her casseroles are watery. She can’t even make a sandwich without it looking like it’s fresh from the dumpster. Her meatloaf makes him throw up. He fucking hates her. His father doesn’t even eat with them. He sits at the table. Drinks. Probably smiles remembering the dinner date with whoever he’s seeing outside of the home. Berate Travis for a minor accident. Might compliment the woman that puts in effort to keep the house presumably running.

She hated Travis. Not for anything Travis did. For what Travis couldn’t do. Kenneth doesn’t love her. Doesn’t even care about her. He’s more emotional and animated with Travis. It gave her weird vibes from the start. She didn’t want to think he could be… one of those. But he always seems close to those male friends of his. He goes on business trips despite them being in different fields. He’s often returning home with a grin never fueled by her. And she hates that.

She gave Kenneth her life. Her love. Her youth. And her child. Travis was supposed to be the glue to their marriage. To make Kenneth realize his sinful, ungodly affections would save them! But instead that useless boy just cried. He cried, he was sick, he was friendly with the heathens that fawned him. Those nasty kids that weren’t even close to gods good graces. She made him remove himself from them, or mommy could be quite mean.

She wanted the fairytale marriage she was promised. The wonderful children she yearned for. It’s no help her son may be one of those disgusting THINGS like his father! Why couldn’t Travis be like that new little blue haired boy. He may be a bit strange but he was so kind and courteous. He didn’t look at her like she was nothing! He let her give gentle pats on the head or back.

Maybe Travis could even be like a character we could get alternate endings for.

Hear me out:

If Travis has to deal with the physical abuse of his dad he can lash out physically, if he has to deal with the mental abuse of his mom he can lash out verbally. But both could make him break apart.

Instead of the outwardly aggressive Travis we had he may be a mellow bully who only acts aggressive when he thinks someone will hurt him. Which can be often because of Kenneth’s connections. Travis regrettably has never known the luxury of peace.

If Sal sees her in passing she would compliment him and berate her own son for ‘not respecting her. Doesn’t talk to her. Hardly sits with her unless she makes him.’ Only to see Travis with dead eyes just boring into sals soul.

Larry and Ash may have been friends with Travis when younger. But his lash outs made them distance themselves from him and he never tried to reconcile. When Sal pries him about it Larry admits that he knew about the home life but they were just kids and couldn’t do much. Now Larry willingly and happily terrorizes Kenneth any chance he gets. Particularly with Travis around to see a rare grin.

Regrettably Travis would still be forced to wear disgustingly campy clothes picked by the assholes. He will be made to act lovely and maybe even a bit spoiled. But even the church goers can spot Travis avoiding any physical contact with his father and never looking at his mother when addressing her. Which makes no sense for him when he so graciously hugs and helps the clergy and the older people with bright smiles and warm eyes.

I 100% believe Sal would find Larry crying if the route is failed and Travis dies. Travis would probably go by his own accord or Kenneth sacrifices him. Of course this leaves his mother stranded to Kenneth’s whims and Sal can choose to help her or let her suffer.

I kinda like the idea that ghost Travis would stop Larry and Sal would accidentally walk in on their heart to heart,

[lady-maria-the-wolf225]

Da boys if they have a very big obsession with you since they first met you! (Oh boy....here we go! 🤣😅)

Leo the blue gentleman. He never had an obsession with anyone. Not even April. He would always keep his cool being the less wild one in the family. That is about to change though when he met you for the first time. His heart skipped a beat as he clings to his chest. Eyes wide, and sweaty. He soon grows a giant obsession to the point you never notice it. He would take a peek at you when you walk by, sniff your hair like cocaine when he has the permission to brush it, and he would even drool a few times when you look at him. He would whisper your name in his sleep, think about you during patrols, carve your name on his bonsai trees for some odd reason, and sometimes would watch you walk home from work or school every day hoping he would get the chance to finally be with you. Weird right?....

You thought Leo's was weird but subtle, Donnie's is more uh....on the "notice me waifu" kinda vibes like Mikey, but x2. When he meets you for the first time, his mind just malfunctions as he hears words like: "Waifu alert! Waifu alert! Error! Error!" And even "waifu obsession download at: 99.9%" He would not stop staring at you and act shy and quiet. At night, he would make fake profile accounts and look into your Facebook, Instagram, snapchat, whatever social media you have, he will stalk your puny ass. He would print your photos from your galleries, hang them all in his lab, and even plaster his face over your ex boyfriends on the photos, as a way of saying "she's mine! No one else gets her but me!" What's even crazier, he would install cameras in your whole house while you're asleep, and the more he thinks about you, he would turn up the radio hearing what love songs he could find on each radio station from his truck as he sits alone in the front shouting out the lyrics: "I'M NEVER GONNA DANCE AGAIN!.....GUILTY FEET HAVE GOT NO RYTHEM!-" it weirds out his brothers so much, they would cringe feeling uneasy, and it just has them not take him to mission for a good two weeks as he over obsesses about you....jeez.

Raph the angry red Boi. Ever since he met you, his attitude changes a bit. He would kinda act a bit nicer to his brothers and even work out more. His obsession with you goes nuts though. He would secretly take photos of you when you and April sleep over at the lair for the night, orders a sex doll from April's amazon account, and once he gets it, he would super glue the photo of your face, and talk to it and make out and even do the dirty with it pretending it's you and it drives him nuts. In person, he would stare at your body 24/7 taking more photos without you knowing, and he would masturbate to them while everyone is asleep. Creepy, but weird. At least he would attempt to ask you out though....yikes.

Mikey Pie! The one who was obsessed with April, is now obsessed with you! He goes head over heals about you. He talks about you, stares at your photos, and even sings about you too. Subtle right?....well not exactly. He would collect stuff like what you ate, what you touch, what old stuffed animals you threw away, candels you don't use anymore, ect. Why? Well, he takes those to make a love shrine dedicated to you. He would talk to the shrine and stare at it 24/7 even without sleeping. He would stare at you from the roof tops, but when he sees a male talk to you or if you are dating another guy, he would follow the guy you are hanging out with and get all Yandere mode. "What is a random dude doing with my precious Angel cakes?....you girl stealing parasite!....I'm so gonna kill you!....nobody has my baby cakes but me!" Yeah. It goes crazy from there and the guy would stop talking to you entirely after that phenomenon. Overall, Mikey loves you to the core....a bit too much...

@kokokatsworld @nittleboo @exovapor @kawaiibunga @cowabunga-doll @angelcatlowyn @tmntspidergirl @turtle-babe83 @turtlesmakemehappy

[crybabytoy59]

My Own choice in life...pt1.

As I walked up there street I was sure everyone knew why I was there !!!

I swear I could see curtains twitching !!! ...

Get a grip I told myself...!

Calm down your panicking !...

But not without good cause I was about to give up everything...

Something that I was terrified about, but had truly craved my entire life........

My inner sadness had finally taken hold as In grew older realising we None of us live forever we Do have an end date...

I had realised most of us live as if Death is something that happens to Other people....

But sadly it’s not....

That’s when I realised I truly wanted my little life....

That was when I met them a couple openly willing to let be live as my true self.....

2.

As I got to the Door  I took another Deep Breath feeling lightheaded Everything around me seemed to go quite the birds even the wind...

I rang the bell.....

The door Opened and Master Daddy greeted me with a huge smile ..

Hello “little one” Come in please along the corridor and second door on the right Mistress Mummy is waiting for you Cutie....

As I walked into there kitchen Mistress Mummy was standing waiting for me at a high stool in the middle of the floor...

She hugged me tightly for quite sometime....

She spoke to me....

Hello sweetheart....It’s Ok Mistress Mummy is here now....come sit on this sool for us  little one...

Take your Shorts down first though Babyslave....

They both watch me as I did this, revealing the skirt on my pink maids dress with the frilly bloomers under the dress...

I then climbed backwards onto the high stool my legs now dangling I feel like a naughty child infront of them both....

Mistress Mummy was first to come over pulling my Shorts off then my shoes and socks...

”My my Master Daddy look at this Babyslave has shaved her leggies for us !....have you been a good Babyslave and removed All hair ?”

Wess Mistress Mummy...

She then put white tights on me with strawberries up them and pink bows at the top to jut under my bloomers, these had rubber cuffs inside to hold them in place...

She pulled my leg to the side of the stool leg “Put you feeties in over the bar Babyslave !..Clever Baby and the other I will help you”

Am now not able to move my legs due to the angle my legs are without help or falling face first....

Now Master Daddy walks to a shelf he comes back with a ball Gag with face/head harnessing And white mittens with cartoon characters on them at the end of each is a heavy D-ring....

“Open Wide Babyslave !”

As I do he gags me from behind....strapping the harnessing tightly this is followed by him tugging on the mittens ....

I can tell he is quite strong !....

He is around 6’6” bald with huge shoulders from having a coal business for years so he had to be lifting heavy weights daily, he also had the biggest hands I have ever seen on a man !

Mistress Mummy was no regular girl she was also 6’2 and quite heavy built but not over weight, she had large breasts and big hips with a very full sexy bottom, she had red hair very long down her back in a poly tail.

3.

Mistress Mummy Spoke to me....

“Now Crybaby we have a couple of things to get ready for you so sit quietly...

When we come back We will take you to the play room....

There you have no safe word & no limits other than permanent harm...

Nod if you understand as once we start there will be No turning back we Will turn you into a complete Babyslave !

Over time you Will be fully regressed to an infant !

This Will happen to you make No mistake !..

An object for our amusement and pleasure...So yes or no Babyslave ??

I nod to them both...

Clever girlie Babyslave then sit quietly....until we return...

But remove your jacket please”

As I do Master Daddy puts a posture collar on me cuffing the mittens to it up my back !

As they both smiled at the pink pvc maids outfit they had requested me have on the day of arriving to start my new “little life...”

4.

All my other sissy clothes wardrobe & Toys had been packed up and sent to them

From my home .....

Then everything I owned sold off....

The money was in a trust fund that a good friend had the only access to...

She knew what was about to happen with my new Dominant parents...

So would be responsible for working with them for the first year after that Mummy and Daddy would get my trust....

Sam had already given them fifteen thousand pounds for my Nursery to be set up and equipment some very special bought for my mental and physical regression training .....

I seemed to be sitting for ages before they came back ?..

I gasped as they both walked in ...Master Daddy was dressed in a black leather suit with large black boots and a black rubber mask only his eyes were showing as he had on a blue face mask the type worn during that pants pandemic..!

He looked like a giant due to the thick soles on the boots !

Mistress Mummy was in a red rubber suit also with a hood on only her eyes showing as she too had on the same mask, her boots were right up to her knees they were black...

5.

Master Daddy spoke first....

“Right little one this is it ....

Say good by to your Big please...

I took a Deep Breath.....Good bye “Stephen”...

“Clever Crybaby...

As from now on you will be only 18month’s old !!.....

Our Baby Girlie...

In Nappies 24/7 ...You will use them fully never allowed the use of the toilet....

If your behaviour is good in this first year at New year we will consider Potty training for Serving on Very Special occasion’s...

You Will act as a Baby at All times...

No matter who comes to our home or where we take you...

You are Now our Baby & we your Strict Parents !!”

Mistress Mummy then spoke.....

“Babyslave we are very fair so be Obedient and you will be fine if not that is a different matter..You will find we are true sadists we absolutely will take pleasure from correcting Any disobedience !!...

Now to your baby talk....

Ga’Ga is for Yes goo’goo is for no ..

If you need a drink that is Ugg’ugg, If you wet your nappy you will say nothing !!

You will simply look at your nappy and cup both handies over the front until one of see’s you have wet yourself !!

If you go soil yourself  you will also look down at your nappy...

But cup both handies over your rear....

Is that clear Madam ?”

Ga’Ga !

“Clever girlie Crybaby let’s get you to the Quiet Room...

Master Daddy!”

He lifted me clean off the stool ! Putting me over his large hips like a small child,...

I instantly snuggled into his neck....

He spoke softly to me....

”Clever girlie Crybaby that’s the way you cuddle in and remember Everything Mistress Mummy has told you....

If not you will be Very Sorry Madam!”

He carried me to a room inside was dark it didn’t look like a Nursery ?

As he walked to the Center of this room a light came on to a Huge black wooden chair with all manner of leather strappings ! It had a steel bucket under it and a large metal frame that the head went into !...

I started whimpering on seeing it !....

But he simply told me to Hush Down Everything was going to be fine if I had listened to Mistress Mummy Very carefully ?

I was puzzled you his words as I watched Mistress Mummy Open the cage part to take my head !

Master Daddy put me into the chair then removed the ball gagging..

“Heddle backwards into the cage Crybaby !!...

Clever girlie”

Mistress Mummy shut the front over my face I could now not move my headie !!

They started pulling all The strapping on the Chair over me...

They were every 4” over my entire body !!!!...

As they stepped back I was completely immobile !!

And very scared this was Not a Nursery ??...

It looked to me like an electric chair but with a head cage !...

They said nothing not a singlword just disappointing imto the darkness ?

It was Then I realised the led lights were in a circle pointing inwards so when I looked out I could see nothing only light with black beyond.....

Master Daddy was the first to appear back with things over his arms he set them in my lap, again without a word, as Mistress Mummy also came back but she was pushing what looked like a large hoover ?

With all manner of tubing from it ?......

Then I noticed two things first the “Hoover” had a glass tube down its length on one side on the other was a corrugated hose with a gas mask attached to it !

I started whimpering again...But Master Daddy simply told me the same thing..

“Hush Hush now Crybaby...it’s all going to be fine If I had listened to Mistress Mummy Carefully ?”

Why had he said that a second time ? Had I missed something....

My brain desperately searching my memory for her exact words....

O’no panic was setting in I couldn’t remember A word she had said !...

Master Daddy looked at me “Aawww Cutie your shaking are you scared ? I went to say Ga’Ga but he pushed a mouth gag into my mouth it was ridged top and bottom to go over my teeth a Hollow was there for my tongue and the roof of my mouth the rubber pushed up tightly !

He fed the rubber jaw mask around inside the cage fastening it at the rear tightly.

Next came a thick tube the bore was around 10mm internally, this he pushed had to a click on the mask he the cable tied the tube up the side of the head cage...Next item was a tube of glue ?

Mistress Mummy was done setting up the machine so spoke to me..

“Clever girlie Crybaby that’s very good so far...Close your eyes cutie !”

As I did I felt wetness on my eyelids, they my eye was opened fully ? Then the other eye...My eyes started watering and seemed to be stinging slightly?...

Master Daddy took his fingers away but my eyes stayed open !

OMG he had glued my eyes open !...

Goo’goo ...

Again he told me to Hush I was fine If I had listed to Mistress Mummy !

The very first tear fell....

Mistress Mummy was first to notice..

“Look Master Daddy our Baby is shedding her first tears !!!”

She took a picture with her phone then stood writing something...

Hello everyone Our Crybaby is shedding her Crybaby’s first tears ! We will be live on our home page please feel free to follow Crybaby’s progress through her first day 💝

She hit send....As she did there was a Flash !...

Master Daddy lifted the gas mask from the hook, pushing the mouth tube through the wee hole for it in the mask.then.....

Hooked up the tube to the machine, he pushed hard onto my face to hissing as the mask clung to my face ! He did up the head strapping tightly...

“That’s our Clever girlie all ready to go Mummy !”

I watched as she pushed on of the buttons on the machine and a green light came on...

A low hum started as I watched green fluid coming up the tube !

Master Daddy told me to be a Clever Baby Girlie and Swallow nice and steadily !

The fluid tasted minty and was actually quite pleasant to swallow as it had a slightly sweet taste....?

Mistress Mummy mocked...”Aawww bless Master Daddy look she thought it was going to be nasty...Baby Girlie is that nice ?”

Ga’Ga...

“Clever girlie your so good listening to Mistress Mummy....it’s ok to cry princess mummy and daddy know you desperately want to cry for us ....So as long as you listened to Mummy Properly.....this is not a Punishment Crybaby this is just to let you be a cute Baby Girlie without worrying about your silly Big holding you back as we both know Your nasty Big will want to push little Crybaby to one side but Mummy and Daddy will make sure when that happens Princess we Will have him leave you so Baby can live a full life ...then Our Baby Girlie can live a Very full “Little life”...Now we are going to let Baby Hydrate as we fit a few things to you Princess”

Master Daddy had a small plastic bag he was pealing open for her....she lifted it out in her blue rubber gloved hand ...

It was a 3” long  cannula needle ! Pulling my dress down slightly she wiped my skin with an alcohol wipe then pushed the needle Deep into my chest muscle ! I squealed as she did...she smiled down at me..

Then simply taped it to my body...

“Hush Hush now Crybaby your fine just be a Clever girlie we want you to look like a cute Princess ”.....Master Daddy Told me...

He gave her a second needle ! This to was pushed Deep into my other chest muscle..

More tubing came for the machine  this single clear tube split in two with 6” orange rubber ends with small cuffs and it was already primed, a small “pop...pop !”

And they were both connected.....

Mistress Mummy lent into my face this is to have our baby look more like a girlie....until she has her hormone treatment Then she can be a real Baby Girlie for Mummy and Daddy !!”

Master Daddy lent in too smiling....

”You do want to be our Baby Girlie Crybaby ?....(Ga’Ga)

Clever Baby But nice and loud so everyone can hear you Crybaby !!!”

GA’GA....

He patted my thigh.....”Clever girlie Crybaby Say it Again !....(GA’GA !)...Well done Clever girlie are you wetting your nappy 😂..Say it Again Baby !”

GA’GA...

“Clever girlie keep repeating yourself until Mummy or Daddy Tills you to Stop Ok Princess ?”

GA’GA !!....Gulp....GA’GA !!....Gulp...GA’GA !!...Gulp...GA’GA !!.......

Mistress Mummy put head phones on her headie through the bars !

They were pink and covered in cartoon characters...they burst into life as Baby heard a recording.....

It was a soft spoken girl, telling Crybaby...she was going to take me for a walk down some stairs....to a lovely garden... in the Center of the garden was a special Chair...this Chair was her chair....come on baby take the first of the Ten steps with Nanny...Ten....

Master Daddy set the pink lamp down shining into Crybabys eyes, small spirals appeared on Baby’s face as she sat still swallowing the green fluid repeating her mantra...GA’GA !....Gulp...GA’GA !....

“Can you smell the lovely scent from Your garden...the soft breeze in your hair..Clever Baby next step with Nanny Nine...can you see all the lovely flowers Baby they were All planted with love just for you ?”

Mistress Mummy put the small fan on under the lamp with the wet cloth in its dish , this aroma would blow lightly into Crybabys face...she could tell Babyslave was gone all Ready his eyes were kept open but the glazed look told her sissy Babyslave was going down the steps with Nanny...

Next week after listening to all 24 of the tapes she would let him meet her sister “Nanny”...But the best part ... Sissy was still repeating Ga’Ga Ga’Ga...As her tummy filled with green fluid making It’s was to the mass below !

They had Babyslave on a special diet for seven days, then had sissy take strong pain meds this made Babyslave constipated..Babyslave had not passed a single movement for four days now !!!!!

But as she smiled to Master Daddy....That was all about to change the green fluid would see to that over and over....

Fuck this was such a rush...time to leave Babyslave for a bit as she needed Daddys attention to a pressing matter her sexual frustration !!!!

“Can you smell them as the breeze is passing through your cute curls Baby?....that’s it next step with Nanny...Eight !...can you see your special Chair now Baby look how cute it is see the lovely Pink padding Baby made with love just for You....Next step with Nanny Baby Girlie...Seven....

Mistress Mummy and Master Daddy left the room as the feed and chest fluid would take an hour.....

45mins later they both walkedback in smiling at each other, she kissed her husband.....time to get on with Babyslave’s Transition Darling...You get the Butterfly Gag & I will her Ballet boots !!!

She set them down the turned the volume slowly down....lifting the headphones off Babyslave...

“Hello Princess How’s your wee tummy doing is it Very full hhmmm?”

“Ga’Ga “

She was kneeling down rubbing the now swollen tummy !...

“What a Clever girlie Crybaby So Mummy and Daddy have a reward for our Baby Girlie !!”

Master Daddy was taking my tubbing away all of it but didn’t remove the canula’s....After that he removed the feeling gag...as he did he spoke to me...

“Clever girlie Crybaby that’s an Ever so Obedient Baby who can stop Her... GA’GA ‘s now.”

I fell silent but a funny thing had happened ....

I felt truly Sad for some strange reason ??...

“Open Wide Princess !....In we go !”

Master Daddy was pushing a butterfly gag into my mouth I had seen them in videos but never had on on me....

My tears were still falling but ever so gently..

He fed a leather face mask up the tube pulling it past the bars to the back where he zipped it down this made me Whimper aloud.....

As this was the second time I had felt how strong my Master Daddy was !

As it felt like the soft kid leather was too small for my head ...

But I was wrong ! ...Master Daddy got the zippering All the way down my head and neck !...he stood back in front of me..plugging the bulb pump to the tube from the butterfly gag, closing the small valve....

He started pumping with one Big Hand, as the other finger and thumb pinched over my face between each of my Cheeks ?

Slowly my mouth opened tightly against the leather hood till he felt the right pressure from My cheeks telling him It was going backwards into my throat !

But my bulging eyes would have told Him that, also the fact I was gagging slightly...as he spoke......

“Hush Hush Princess your fine concentrate on your Breathing slow it down girlie......that’s it.....aAs our girlie Really is Not wanting to be sick right now !.....Do we Crybaby?”

Goo’goo

“Clever girlie Princess...indeed we don’t !....so settle down everything is fine, Mistress Mummy is going to put some nice booties on you but Master Daddy will stay here and keep you company Princess”

I still had the Sad feeling but could Not work out why....?

I felt my ankle be unfastened and my leg pulled out at 45deg onto something hard...as it was Master Daddy Spoke to me as if reading my mind !!!

“Crybaby what’s the matter Princess?...are You a sad Sad Crybaby?”....

GA’GA...!

“There There Princess Hush...! So that’s what’s wrong Cutie...is it Crybaby?”

He was looking right into my tear stained Eyes !

Ok you can say it Princess nice and loud so everyone can here what a Clever girlie Crybaby IS !!!!”

GA’GA !!....GA’GA !!....GA’GA !!....GA’GA !!....

I started crying again but not from sadness from pure joy at being Allowed to say GA’GA’s !!!!!!!.....

What was happening to me ??......Why did I want to say GA’GA’s so very badly ???...

I felt tugging then my foot went unnaturally flat at the front as the Ballet boot slipped all the way home, then Mistress Mummy zipped it up its length cuffing my ankle back to the “Chair”....

My other foot was undone....then the boot pushed on...

Master Daddy lifted the headphones putting them over the black kid leather hood !

The recording started again....

“Clever Baby Three....Can you feel how warm the breeze is Princess as we get closer to your Chair...can you smell all the lovely flowers...Can you see the soft pink padding on you special Chair...Your going to Feel wonderful sitting in such a lovingly made Chair Baby....

Next step with Nanny...Two....

That’s a Clever Princess only one last step then Baby can get to feel the soft grass planted with love just for you, under her Baby Princess feeties....

Your so close to the special Chair now Baby...

Here we go last step with Nanny...One !....

Clever Baby Princess ! There we go can you feel the soft grass on your feeties...

The smell of the lovely flowers......

The warm breeze blowing in your lovely hair....

As you walk to your special Chair built with love...

Hold Nannies handie Baby Princess....

Look at the lovely Pink padding....

It’s There just waiting for You Baby Princess your Special Chair ...

The Special  Chair is only for you Baby Princess !.....nobody else...

Ok when Nanny claps her hands Baby Princess will sit for Her Mummy and Daddy....and relax fully.....

That’s a Clever Baby Princess “SIT”  down very slowly....

Listening to Nanny’s voice....

Just let go and “SIT” for Nanny...feel the soft padding rising up to meet Baby Princess As she “SIT’S” in her Special Chair....

Clever girlie Baby Princess....That’s it relax Nanny has you....

Take Big Deep Breaths for Nanny...when Nanny claps Baby Princess will let go and “SIT” all the way down for Nanny....

.”SIT”.......Deep Breaths Baby Princess...Clever girlie...

“SIT RIGHT DOWN”.....

In Your lovely Padded Special Chair Princess Make Mummy and Daddy proud of You !!!!!.....

They were both watching the spectacle unfold as Babyslave sat chanting..

GA’GA !....grunt...GA’GA !!....grunt...GA’GA !!!....Grunt ....

Babyslave was filling her Nappy !! Over and over it came, as Babyslave’s face went Red with effort !

Grunting between chants...

GA’GA !!....GRUNT !....GA’GA !!.....GRUNT !!...pant !...GA’GA !...GRUNT !!!...Pant !..GA’GA !!....

Babyslave had taken the first step....of many yet to come...

But this ??.....

They both kissed they had Never seen anyone cave in this quickly !!!

They were right this sissy was Very Special.....

Master Daddy pumped the bulb one more time as Babyslave GAVE A HUGE GRUNT EMPTYING THE ENTIRE CONTENTS OF HER BOWELS !

Into the waiting Nappy in a Roar of pure liquid sound ...

Babyslave slumped in the Special Chair...

Crying like toddler...!!!!!.....

Mummy and Daddy ...cuddled there new Toy as Mistress Mummy took Babyslave’s nipples ...

“There There Hush Hush now Mummy and Daddy are so very very proud of You Princess Crybaby....Hush Hush....that’s the way...

Ok Baby Girlie one last thing then we will get you out and cleaned up then into a lovely soft Clean Princess Nappy....Ok?”

Ga’Ga.....

He was still in a groggy hypnotic state so they worked fast...

“Clever girlie Crybaby that’s good.....

Let’s show everyone what Your Special Chair is actually for Princess ...”

She was deflating the butterfly gag removing it from the mask ...

As it came out dripping with Babyslave’s saliva ...

She smiled at Crybaby...

Babyslave was puzzled why his mouth was still Open ?

Held by the rubber O-ring inside the mask Babyslave had not even noticed Master Daddy working it behind her teeth due to her hypnotic state ! As he had tugged the tightly fitting mask !!...

Master Daddy flipped the two side steps out from the chair, held the upright behind the head cage....

He pulled himself up to Babyslave’s face pushing into Babyslave’s mouth Deeply...

Mistress Mummy Spoke...

“Clever girlie Crybaby that’s it Show everyone what a Clever girlie You are in your Special Chair !”........

Master Daddy started a slow rythem back and forth, the head cage rattled it time to the rhythm of the assault on there New Toy....

Babyslave had No choice No option as her headie wouldn’t move her mouth couldn’t close her body could move....so what was left but submission....

Every time Master Daddy with drew to a grunt..Baby would run her sissy tounge around Daddy’s shaft..moaning like a bit in heat....Crying as she did....

Soon Babyslave would crave this room....

But especially “Her Special Chair !!!”.....

[rynnaaurelius]

Titan’s Curse But Make It Time Loop: Nico di Angelo Edition

-Okay so I’m at work and not doing much and who wants to actually edit your shit drafts for your actual WIPs so that they’re less bad? No one, that’s who

-So I had an idea: The Titan’s Curse. Also known as the book where people start to die. It sucks to be a demigod in this book--for the first time in the original series, it really does.

-Not everything is fixed, not everyone is saved, and people start to have to make really tough decisions.

-So we fix it. Not by throwing Percy, or Annabeth, or Thalia, or, hell, even Bianca or Grover into the mix.

-Throwing the marginally more grown-up, more trained, and more knowledgeable demigods into the fire, who’d get everyone alive and safe by the third time ‘round? Nah.

-We’re making Nico fix this.

-Because here’s the thing about Nico di Angelo: Sure, he grows up to become a major badass, the Ghost King, so on and so forth. But not yet.

-For now, Nico is baby, a ten-year-old whose experience with any kind of fighting consists of one (1) Capture The Flag game and who’s still half-reliant on Mythomagic to explain what the fuck is happening.

-He’s also got the worst knowledge makeup possible! He knows he’s a son of Hades, which is bad, he knows to stick monsters with the pointy end of swords but nothing else, he knows that Percy Jackson and Thalia Grace are Very Big Deals (But also doesn’t know why beyond parents), and he’s, at best, vaguely aware that there’s some kind of bad prophecy hanging around.

-Also by the end of the book, he’s just been told his last immediate family who isn’t Hades is dead in one of the worst ways possible, and he--pretty irrationally IMO, but Nico’s a kid who has been through a lot recently, so we’re not holding that against him--blames Percy Jackson.

-Literally, you probably can’t pick an angstier or worse choice to run through the time travel trope. I love it.

-We’re making this kid save Bianca’s life via time loop, which happens due to. . .hmm, we’ll say the Fates did it.

-So, Loop 0 = Canon, only at the end of the day on December 21st, after the conversation with Percy, Nico falls asleep only gods know where only to wake up the day he meets Percy Jackson:

Loop 1:

-Nico doesn’t actually change anything meaningful at first.

-Spends most of it shellshocked and not unconvinced the last week (For him, anyway) wasn’t a horrible nightmare; shellshocked and staring at Percy Jackson, anyway.

-(Percy’s wondering what’s up with the silent kid his sister had talked up as a cheerful chatterbox)

-It’s only when Bianca agrees to join the quest for Artemis that he starts kicking up a fuss; demanding to go, screaming that she can’t leave him even more, not again.

-(Bianca hesitates; briefly, enough to remind Nico that she loves him. But she’s not their mother, and she needs this)

-Bianca still dies. Percy comes back pale and guilty. Nico doesn’t yell at him when he returns--he already knows. He accepts the Hades figurine so that he can throw it into the lake.

-He slinks off back into Cabin Eleven and falls asleep, hoping desperately that he gets a third chance.

Loop 2:

-He does.

Loop 3:

-After a very painful death at the hands of Dr. Thorn, Nico, generally being a straightforward person at this stage of life, takes the obvious path this time around: He tries to tell Bianca--who brushes it off as a dream.

-Annabeth still goes over the cliff when Nico takes the initiative of attaching himself and his sister to Percy Jackson and Thalia Grace at the dance. He tries to tell Percy and Thalia when Bianca still joins the Hunt, promising Nico that whatever he saw, she’ll be extra careful.

-(Bianca’s fearful of what Nico's saying, and thinks that if these sworn sisters can’t keep her safe, who can?)

-Artemis gives Nico a speculative look but agrees when he begs her to protect Bianca at all costs.

-He doesn’t get on the quest. Being a reasonable demigod of questionable parentage, he sneaks out of camp.

-He gets caught, because despite being aware of his awesome new powers, he doesn’t know how to use them, and is still a ten-year-old who can barely hold a sword the right way.

-He gives Percy the puppy dog eyes and shows off said awesome new powers. Percy forces him back.

-Nico follows him.

-Repeat until Percy dies saving Nico from the Nemean Lion in Washington, DC.

-Nico can’t find it in himself to be terribly sad--especially when he doesn’t make it much longer.

Loop 4:

-He’s really stuck like this, huh?

-Oh, Di Immortales.

-(Before Percy gets his chest ripped to shreds by a lion and Nico meets skeleton cats, he learned how to hold a sword properly and curse fluently in Greek. Percy probably only meant to teach him one of those things)

-In unrelated news: Having a big crush on a guy who thinks he’s only known you for a couple hours? Terrible.

-Trying to hate the guy who let your sister die when he’s that stupid and nice? Even worse.

-That stupid lion.

Loop 5, 6, 7, 8, 9:

-Nico repeats: That stupid lion.

-Somewhere in Loop 7 he starts to steal supplies out of the camp store when he follows Percy following the quest.

-They forcefeed the lion enough trail mix and frozen ice cream in Loop 9 that they don’t die this time.

-At least until someone called the General shows up and Nico’s dead before he can raise his sword.

Loop 10:

-Nico wakes up in his and Bianca’s room in Westover and starts crying. Bianca tells the headmaster they’re both sick and Nico lets her hold him all day.

-They fall asleep and Nico swears he won’t let her die again.

Loop 11, 12, 13:

-He wakes up and he still can’t get out of bed without feeling that blade cutting between his ribs, burning like it’s on fire.

-Gods, he’s so sorry, Bianca. Dispiace tanto.

Loop 14:

-He can get up without feeling like he’s about to die again. Bianca fusses but assumes it was just a bad dream.

-Nico is caught stealing and can’t follow Percy until it’s too late.

-Everyone assumes this means he’s a son of Hermes, however, and Nico can’t correct them without opening his mouth and letting the sobbing laughter out.

-Figuring he’s about to get another chance next round anyway, he takes Travis and Connor Stoll up on their offer to learn a thing or two so that he doesn’t get Cabin Eleven slapped with kitchen duty from now until Doomsday.

-He likes the Stolls. He spent most of the time, pre-looping, actively avoiding everyone at camp as he waited for Bianca and Percy to come back, but they’re not that bad.

-Percy comes back with the figurine and no sister and Nico remembers why he’s stuck.

Loop 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23:

-After Loop 12 and being killed in Washington DC again, Nico realizes: He needs to learn how to fight.

-Unless he gets killed early or refuses to leave Westover, the loop resets after seven days. So, he has seven days to train each time.

-He gets to camp, finds the arena, and meets Clarisse La Rue. He demands she teach him how to kill monsters.

-She laughs, and tells him that attitude in his size will make monsters easy to kill, they’ll laugh so hard.

-Clarisse teaches him how to swing a sword each time--but only after mocking his unamused face.

-Somehow, Percy coming back with news of Bianca’s death only hurts more each time.

Loop 24:

-Nico wakes up before Bianca this time. He looks over at her bed and knows. He’s got to try this time.

-It’s disturbingly easy making friends with Percy Jackson after the last loops.

-Bessie’s new. Cute, but new.

-Nico wonders just how much he’s missed in the past--he thinks of Annabeth Chase, and hopes she hasn’t been dying each time.

-Percy doesn’t even argue when Nico shows up in the stables with a bag slung over his shoulder, and the sword he’s been stealing out of the shed strapped to his hip.

-Nico suggests the ice cream--again--to Percy in DC before

-Nico might be getting the hang of this.

Loop 25:

-Nico is not getting the hang of this.

-Zoë Nightshade’s refusal to accept Percy and Nico on the quest--violating a prophecy, and gods, Nico’s curious if that prophecy ever mentioned this--has so far gotten them attacked and killed by spartoi once.

-And again. As Nico bleeds out on the floor, he watches a panicked blond man--a demigod--plead for mercy.

-Isn’t he on the other side?

Loop 26:

-His name is Luke Castellan and he apparently wants the gods dead.

-Nico can relate at this point.

-The General is Atlas, and Nico knows enough about Greek mythology, real and wrong, at this point to know that is bad.

Loop 27:

-Twenty-six tries, but they finally make it out of DC. Threatening the questers with Atlas killing them all is more than enough.

-For the first time, Nico doesn’t know what happens next. He glues himself to Bianca’s side and glares at anything suspicious.

-With help that Percy refuses to name, even when Nico tries his hardest, they go to New Mexico.

-There’s a boar and it’s so close, they make it to what the others are calling “the junkyard of the gods”.

-Nico sees the Hades figurine on the ground.

-Bianca grins in delight and picks it up, calling for him.

-He can’t help it.

-Nico starts screaming.

Loop 28:

-His sister’s murderer was never Percy Jackson.

-His sister’s murderer was a force of mechanics that makes Nico fully understand, for the first time, what the gods are, beyond stats on a card.

-Talos.

-Nico is going to destroy him.

Loop 29:

-She dies.

Loop 30:

-Again.

Loop 31:

-Again.

-Loop 32, 33, 34, 3536373839FortyFo r t y O n  e--:

-Again. Again. Again. Again again againagainagainagainAGAIN--

Loop 42:

-Nico gets out of bed. He finds Percy Jackson at the dance, hugs him, and tells him he’s sorry.

-Nico walks outside and waits for Dr. Thorn in the snow. He can feel the shadows curling at the edge of the wood like a sixth sense, now. Waiting for him to summon the restless dead out of them.

-So many attempts to save his sister, ranging from sacrificing himself to sacrificing Percy--not that Percy needs the push, Nico has found--to any and all members of the quest.

-She dies. Always, always dies. Whatever Nico does, that junkyard is full of the death of Bianca di Angelo.

-He tried avoiding it. Once. Loop 33. Nico threw such a fit he’s surprised he wasn’t sent back to Camp Half-Blood by the Hunters, but it kept them out of the junkyard.

-He tries not to remember how little was left of his sister’s body by the monsters that time.

-Son of Hades. After all this time, Nico’s beginning to wonder if this is what it means. Death and death and death.

-Dr. Thorn walks outside, and Nico can feel a ghoulish grin crossing his face that has no place on a ten-year-old.

-One of them is going to die, this loop. And Nico will not go to New Mexico.

Loop 43:

-Nico wonders if there was a past life of his he needs to remember. Who could he have made this angry?

-He lies to Bianca and they stay in Westover again this time. Better than death, anyway.

Loop 44:

-Nico tries a different tack this time. A more roundabout way of things.

-He takes Bianca and throws the two of them in the way of the battle with the manticore.

-After all this time, he still doesn’t know much about Annabeth Chase. She gets kidnapped and returned safely to Percy every time, to the best of his knowledge.

-Nico dies holding up the sky, but at least Bianca lives, under the protection of Artemis.

Loop 45:

-Nico looks in the mirror and studies the new grey streak with fascination. And, maybe, some hope.

-Things can change.

Loop 46, 47, 48, 49, 50:

-Nico gets kidnapped a few times. Once, he’s killed in a rage by a Titan with horns, but it’s quick. Mostly, he holds up the sky to get Artemis out.

-She looks at him strangely each time and Nico wonders if she can see what he’s done.

Loop 51:

-They figure out he’s a son of Hades. They offer him Olympus. Olympus and Bessie--the Ophiotaurus, rather.

-Nico says no.

Loop 52:

-Nico says yes.

Loop 53:

-Being on the verge of overthrowing the gods and keeping everyone he’s grown to care for--in the case of several Hunters, against his will; in Percy Jackson’s case, Nico loves him as much as he hates him at this point--doesn’t do much, apparently.

-Nico stays in Westover again. He resists the urge to tell Bianca that would-be destroyers of Olympus don’t need to brush their hair, whatever she says.

Loop 54:

-Nico goes over the edge of the cliff again, but with Percy Jackson.

-This isn’t the first time; in Loop 46, Percy had taken the sky for both the sake of Artemis and Nico until it killed him.

-What’s different, is Nico’s in the middle of what’s become the usual panic attack when he’s about to die for the hundredth time, and his powers react.

-Percy holds him close and calls him cousin. Tells him he’ll never leave Nico.

-You have no idea, Nico whispers. You can’t leave me.

-You think I want to? Percy whispers back. You’re not alone, Nico.

-Nico’s sobbing sounds like laughter.

Loop 55:

-Nico tells Percy the truth for the third time. This is the first time he hasn’t told Bianca first.

-They’ve just found the Erymanthian Boar, Thalia’s told Nico his goth needs work--whatever that means--and Nico’s bracing himself for the junkyard again.

-Getting kidnapped by the Titans really gets old after a while.

-He still has the grey streak, and no number of excuses will fully soothe his sister, but the Hunt’s a good distraction from it.

-Nico doesn’t blame Bianca anymore for it. He thinks.

-Nearly a year into this loop and Nico’s finding it hard to blame anyone for much of anything, anymore. Especially when he sees what she’s faced. Again. And again.

-For now, this time, Percy Jackson is staring at Nico with wide eyes at what Nico’s told him--through these loops, Nico’s starting to wonder if he now knows more about Percy than Percy’s own best friends--and says he believes him.

-Once, Nico would’ve exploded from joy. Now, he just sighs and nods.

-Percy tells him how to condense the conversation for the next loop. He advises Nico to research Talos, “like Annabeth would.”

-He advises Nico to warn Percy’s next loop self about Annabeth’s kidnapping. Nico wonders if he’s gone insane that he’s considering it.

-Bianca dies.

Loop 56:

-Nico makes the executive decision this time to try and befriend Annabeth Chase. As such, he takes Percy’s advice.

Loop 57:

-It takes him two tries to befriend Annabeth Chase and learn about Talos.

Loop 58:

-Three times.

-But the nail. The nail in the ankle of Talos.

Loop 59:

-He hangs back at camp again this time and meets Charles Beckendorf, head of Cabin Nine, and son of Hephaestus.

-Nico figures that short of finding the god himself and committing temporary suicide--not that it hasn’t crossed Nico’s mind--his son will have to do.

-(He’s tried his hand at summoning ghosts, but Daedalus refuses to show, for some reason)

-Beckendorf frowns and tells Nico he would have to see Talos himself.

-Nico hadn’t realized just how much cursing he had picked up off of Percy and Thalia until that moment.

Loop 60:

-Nico knows what the prophecy says. One shall be lost in the land without rain.

-He knows it’s why he’s been failing so much.

-The trouble is, he no longer cares.

Loop 61:

-It took him a try, but he gets Beckendorf on the quest, prepared to defeat the Talos prototype.

Loop 62:

-Strike that, two tries.

-Nico really hates the Nemean Lion.

Loop 63, 64:

-Nico has solved half a problem: How to defeat Talos without putting someone inside the robot.

-The other half of the problem is now that they are all electrocuted by a dying automaton for their efforts.

Loop 65:

-Beckendorf’s crush--girlfriend? crush, they’re both insisting--Silena Beauregard comes along this time. Nico won’t complain over the extra manpower, even if he’s positive that eight campers and Hunters are patent overkill for one quest.

-Silena pulls Bianca out of the wreckage. Nico’s heart stops.

-Silena’s crying when she mentions that if they had been a bit earlier, she could have been revived.

-Nico wonders if Thalia’s going to stab him as he starts whooping. And takes notes about where Talos falls.

Loop 66:

-Nico swears, if Percy Jackson tries to sacrifice himself for Annabeth Chase one more time--

Loop 67:

-Bianca.

-I found you, he sobs. I found you.

-Gods damn the Hoover Dam.

Loop 68:

-And again.

-Despite having the distinct inkling at this point that he doesn’t much like like girls, Nico could kiss Silena Beauregard and Thalia Grace when they manage to revive his sister each time.

-She’s shaky and leaning on him and was dead, he could see her soul floating away--

-But she’s there.

-Nico refuses to let his sister out of the sight at the Hoover Dam and Percy befriends the Naiads this time.

-At least, until the Titans--who Nico made the very big mistake of taunting at DC--sends monsters he can’t control.

Loop 69, 70, 71, 72, 73:

-They keep dying in various combinations at the Hoover Dam now that Nico’s figured out how to save Bianca.

-At least, until he gets separated from Percy in Loop 73 and he meets a redheaded girl with a penchant for calling Nico pint-size.

-Athena dislikes Percy, Nico, Bianca, and Thalia in equal measure. Having learned of the Great Prophecy in Loop 16 and Percy’s mooning over Annabeth in. . .well, every loop, Nico can’t quite blame her.

Loop 74:

-Her name is Rachel Elizabeth Dare and Nico likes her. She takes none of their shit and if it weren’t for the fact that they already have eight people on the quest, he’d want to take her along.

-Bianca gets in a fight with the Old Man of the Sea. Thalia electrocutes him when he throws Bianca in the bay.

Loop 75:

-Nico wakes up in Westover with the distinct feeling that he was drowned on dry land.

-He stays in bed shivering, that day.

Loop 76:

-Atlas is the father of Zoë Nightshade. Nico learned this around Loop 50. He had realized around five loops ago that this probably meant she was going to die “by a parent’s hand.”

-He hadn’t realized that it was going to hurt to watch.

Loop 77, 78, 79, 80, 81:

-Now that he’s figured things out to about San Francisco, it seems the world is out to get him. The number of fights or mistakes that he either makes himself or has to head off are ridiculous.

Loop 82:

-Nico is so very tired. And wishes he felt ten years old again.

Loop 83:

-If Thalia gets in one more fight with Nereus, Nico's going to walk into the sea.

Loop 84:

-He wanders off, in this one. Grover had been killed in Hoover Dam, so Nico’s waiting for the reset at this point.

-In the meantime, Nico figures there are worse things to do than enjoy a good afternoon in San Francisco. He even meets a boy in a purple shirt.

-His name is Jason and he has hair like the sun.

-If he ever fixes this, Nico wants to find him.

Loop 85:

-Nico’s not fast enough in the junkyard.

-In San Francisco, he tries to find the ugliest, biggest trouble he can find.

-He finds a pair of teenagers in armor who yell Latin at him instead.

Loop 86:

-There’s a dragon that will attack them in the Garden of the Hesperides if they make it angry enough and Nico is so tired.

Loop 87:

- Zoë Nightshade is dead. They’ve won.

-Funny definition of “win”, considering they’ve all almost died this loop about a dozen times each, and Nico can’t explain why he’s crying on the body of a Hunter he only met a week ago, in their eyes.

-She hates him, some loops. More loops, she looks at him with ghosts of old grief in her eyes and hands him a knife.

-The gods execute Bessie, and then, Nico watches as his father turns to him and Bianca with sorrowful eyes.

-Nico should’ve figured, after almost ninety loops.

Loop 88:

-Luke offers one of them the entrails of Bessie again.

-Nico takes them.

Loop 89:

-For all the good it does. Nico wakes up as he does every time now: Powerless, in bed, and with only a grey streak to show for his efforts.

Loop 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98:

-Nico doesn’t know how to save Zoë Nightshade. Bianca, he could trick and fight his way into it. Beckendorf and Silena and Percy and a loophole in lost could save his sister.

-Her, she just. . .dies. Sometimes in DC, sometimes in San Francisco, sometimes on the hills of Mt. Tamalpais. Always at the hands of Atlas.

-Always, being murdered by her father.

-It’s not as gutting as watching his sister die, but it aches more in his chest, somehow.

Loop 99:

-He sticks close to Zoë this time. Same as he’s done with Percy, Annabeth, his sister, Thalia, and Grover, time and time again. But not her, Nico is realizing. Not the clinging he’s achieving now.

-Hoping for. . .something.

-He knows better than to tell the immortal Lieutenant of Artemis the whole truth. The loneliness is enough.

-She’s less frosty to him from the start than to, say, Grover or Percy, after Annabeth goes over the cliff again. When he shows up in DC, she’s much less angry than he’s seen her.

-Along the way to New Mexico and then San Francisco, he listens. He’s grown better at it, this far in. When the others are asleep, when Bianca is being fussed over after Talos, when everyone but them is asleep by the fire, he listens.

-And she tells him about her sisters. About her father, when the world was young and Atlas had looked on every daughter of his with pride. She tells him, pride glistening in her eyes, of the battles she has seen, the hunts she has overseen at the command of a goddess, the monsters she has killed, and the epithets she has been given.

-He doesn’t ask anything of her. Not until they’re in the house of Annabeth’s father, drinking lemonade the night before the battle, and Nico knows she is about to die again.

-What do you want, he asks. You’ve done everything. What’s left?

-She stopped, ice seems to creep over her again, and Nico wondered if he’d hit some sore spot.

-He’s opened his mouth to make his apologies when she answers, so quiet and quick he thinks he’s imagined it.

-To be remembered. When my lady has taken another lieutenant, as she must, and I have gone to where all gods go when they die, I wish for my memory to remain. And. . .

-Nico waits, and ignores the sudden, terrifying thought that he no longer knows what he wants.

-I wish to see the stars again. I was born a nymph of the sunset; starlight is precious to me. I want to see it again.

-Nico dies to preserve the memory of Zoë Nightshade.

100:

-Nico di Angelo wakes up in Westover Hall. He hopes for the last time.

-He does everything right: Annabeth goes over the cliff, his sister joins the Hunt, Percy is soon his friend, and he convinces Silena and Beckendorf to join the quest.

-The Nemean Lion never stands a chance, and Nico is glad to be rid of it.

-His sister lives.

-Nico watches Percy watch Rachel Elizabeth Dare go, looking like he’s just taken a frying pan to the face, and fights the urge to snicker.

-Thalia doesn’t start a fight with Nereus, but Percy certainly does. Nico could’ve sworn he saw the boy with sun-hair again, watching with curiosity.

- Zoë Nightshade dies in the arms of Artemis and is made into the stars she loves so dearly. Nico promises her soul that he will remember.

-For, he has found, the dead have a tendency of remembering things they shouldn’t.

-Annabeth and Percy now have grey streaks to match Nico’s, and Nico can’t wait to spend the rest of his life trying to explain that.

-It’s closer than he would like, but much less close than other lives with Olympus. The Ophiotaurus is alive and safe, and they are all alive.

-As Nico walks out of the council, he looks off to the side. By the fire is the familiar girl with red eyes--the Lady Hestia, looking much closer to Nico’s age than that of the Olympian she is.

-Besides her are three old ladies. Nico’s heard about them from Percy, in Loops 26, 53, 61, and 62.

-One lady holds a ball of string that is the color of a warm umber. The other is knitting what looked suspicious like socks. The last. . .

-Scissors, in one hand. Just as expected. Nico swallowed.

-In the other, was a knot of burnt string, tied to the socks. Behind her, Nico could see discarded string of all colors: an electric blue, a stormy grey, a black that seems to glisten with the promise of a storm, string the soft, hopeful pink of love, yarn run through with bright copper.

-Glowing threads that Nico could only describe as the color of starlight.

-As he walked out, firmly between Percy Jackson and Thalia Grace, the Hunt of Artemis behind him, Nico hears one last promise:

It is done, Nico di Angelo.

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One Shot ~ KSJ [Request]

⎇⎇⎇ Word Count: 3K

⎇⎇⎇Genre: Mafia Au, Angst? AU, with a little fluff

⎇⎇⎇Pairing: MafiaLeader!Kim Seokjin x reader

⎇⎇⎇Warning: mentions of murder, prositution, death, blood, violence

⎇⎇⎇A/N: I always have fun with mafia writings oh god, hope this is okay for you though sweetie

Jin was higher up in the Mafia chain than most people in his business but that was he practically owned it but he had to work his way up to the top, it wasn't all shaking hands and doing deals with the wrong kinds of people, no, it was hard work. Sometimes dangerous work resulting in deaths but never in Jin's case, no one died under his watch but those who messed with him and his men did which is how he became one of the most feared Mafia leaders in Seoul.

"Afternoon sir, we weren't expecting you here today." A tiny man in an all-black suit said as Jin walked through the underground-casino that night. Casino's were still highly illegal in Seoul that's why he was running his casino underground, although most of the police force was under his payroll he still wanted to be careful with everything that he did not want to grease too many palms and have it be too suspicious.

"I told Mark I would be coming, where is he?" Jin asked buttoning up the blazer he was wearing and looking around the dull hallway, Lee Mark was one of the people that worked under Jin, in charge of what happened in and around the casino since Jin couldn't be there 24/7.

"He's with someone right now, I'll let him know-"

"Was I mistaken, I thought I ran this business not Mark." The man nodded and Jin made his way into the office ignoring the scared looks he was getting from people around him. He was used to people fearing him since he was so high up but he wasn't about to let Mark think that just because he ran the casino he could do whatever he wanted, he opened the door and found Mark sitting at his desk.

"And secondly the next time- Oh. Sir, I didn't know you would be here so soon." Jin slowly walked into the room to sit at the desk beside the girl that Mark had been talking to. You looked up to see another male presence in the room and you got up from the chair, giving him a quick bow and turning to look at Mark who was eyeing you up and down.

"I expect you to be ready in half an hour, don't be late." He barked and you promptly left the room not wanting to get yelled at anymore. Jin had watched you from the moment he entered the room, your hands were shaking and you were playing with the skin at your fingertips a sure sign you were nervous about something.

"Who's that?" Jin asked acting as though he wasn't bothered that you were so scared but secretly wanting to know who you were and what you were doing with Mark in his office.

"One of the works, being late as usual but I've informed her if it happens again she will lose her job." Jin cleared his throat as  a sign of understanding but he didn't believe mark for even a second so he began looking around the disgustingly small office and then back at Mark who was sitting there in his suit,

"Are we going or what?" Jin snapped and Mark was up on his feet in a flash rushing around the office and getting ready to show Jin around the casino. He was only there to see how business was going he didn't need to be friendly or wait for a drink but he did want to find out more about you. You looked way too innocent and scared to be working in a known Mafia Casino and you looked far too scared of Mark to know anything about Jin so he assumed Mark was feeding you lies about who he was and what he did and Jin was going to find out one way or another.

The tour of the casino was boring as it always was whenever Jin had to come and check out what was happening but he kept himself entertained by acting as though he was mad about something inside the building, just to keep Mark on his toes.

"Mark, I think I can go to the toilet on my own," Jin said as Mark started following him in the direction of the men's bathroom, Mark nodded in agreement trying not to seem awkward,

"I-I'll go and wait by the bar sir, with your usual drink?" Jin nodded and watched as Mark scattered away in the direction of the main bar inside of the casino, for a Friday night it was unusually quiet and Jin didn't like it. He had a weird feeling about but he couldn't place his finger on what it was so he began walking towards the bathrooms, hopefully, to run into some workers and question them about what was happening and why no one was around when he ran into someone else. Your heel snapped as you fell backwards and you could have sworn you broke your ankle as well from the sound it made,

"Shit, I'm so sorry! I was in a rush and I wasn't looking and I-" As soon as you locked eyes with the man that was helping you to your feet you began bowing repeatedly, avoiding eye contact and staring down at the ground. Jin looked at you as you sat on the floor, you were wearing a black cocktail dress with black heels and he knew for a fact that dress would cost more than a years salary at the casino,

"You know who I am then?" You nodded in silence remembering everything that Mark had told you about him and Jin. Jin was someone you never wanted to mess with if you valued your life and the same went for Mark, they could kill you if they really wanted to and no one ever know anything about it.

"Do you not speak? I mean, of course, you do I just heard you swearing..." You nodded in silence once more and Jin sighed not liking this, he wanted you to speak to him he wanted to hear your voice or at least know your name and that's when he spotted your clutch bag on the floor.

"Here," He bent down to pick everything up and found your ID on the floor so he quickly remembered the name and date of birth before handing you the bag back.

"Your heels." He groaned finding the red-back shoes snapped, now he knew you didn't work for them because no one under his pay could afford shoes like that unless they're were him or just below him.

"I'll have them replaced for you,"

"No, no...It's fine. I'll just-" You stopped once you locked eyes with Jin and you stayed staring into one another's eyes for a couple of moments,

"I'll send a new pair to mark." Your eyes widened in fear and Jin knew he'd struck a nerve with it so he knew there was something off with you and Mark but he didn't want to press you on it,

"Please don't. It's fine. I'll glue them please don't tell mark." You stuttered out and he nodded his head slowly,

"I could keep you safe, he's afraid of me." He mumbled but you pretended not to hear it so Jin moved on,

"Just be careful." You nodded and rushed out of the way going back up to your room inside of the casino to look for some super glue, Jin was nothing like Mark had told you he would be. He wasn't evil and didn't start screaming at you for making eye contact with him like Mark said he would, you stared down at the shoe wondering how you were going to explain it to Mark if he ever found out you couldn't tell him it was because you walked into his boss.

"Tae, find me everything you can on Y/n Y/l/n, yeah I'll text you her birthday," Jin said as he watched you walking down the hallway, as soon as you were out of sight in walked into the men's room to wash his hands. He faced himself in the mirror and shook his head at himself, he couldn't get you out of his brain and he wanted to know what you were doing inside of the casino. The door creaked open and he looked over to see a bathroom attendant walking inside,

"Mr Kim Seokjin, so good to see you." He smiled at the younger man,

"Jimin, still working here? Mark hasn't promoted you yet?" Jimin shook his head and handed Jin a towel,

"Why is no one here Jimin?" He could be frank with Jimin, he was younger than him and he'd been one of the most loyal workers for Jin since he started his own casino,

"Mark's been firing people all over the place, and he's starting to bring in different people all the time, people who aren't meant for Casino business...Renting out hotel rooms for nights or hours at a time if you get what I'm saying..." The cogs began to click inside of Jin's head once he head that rooms were rented out for hours, he was running a prostitution ring in his casino business.

"Highing out women?" Jimin nodded and Jin looked down at his phone texts were coming through from Taehyung he's hacker back in the offices and he knew he was going to have to look through them soon but he was already running late to meet Mark at the bar.

"The girl he's always with, who is she?" Jin asked quickly looking at Jimin who was slightly taken back at the question,

"She's just someone who hangs around with Mark, been with him for a couple of months now." Jin nodded and then thanked Jimin,

"I'll be in touch soon okay?" He walked out of the bathroom and began reading through the information that Taehyung had found on you and it was quite interesting, to say the least.

Jin stormed over to Mark at the bar trying not to come across mad but it was hard to when he was hearing all of the things that were happening within his business he wanted to play it cool as if he didn't know anything.

"I've been doing some thinking about the business," Jin said sitting down at the bar and looking at Mark, you were now sitting behind Mark on a bar stool sipping on a drink and staring at the floor once again. Your heels were now fixed and you were back to being the shy girl you were when Jin first walked into the casino.

"What about it?" Mark asked looking at Jin who smiled at him before looking around at the empty bar,

"What if we introduced something new?" Your ears picked up and you tried to listen in to the conversation without making it obvious but Jin could tell you were listening,

"Like what?" Mark was interested in where this was going now, maybe Jin was starting to get onto his level of business thinking.

"What if we started renting out hotel rooms by the hour...letting mail clients come and find a companion." You stared at Jin, that was already happening inside of the casino you knew that and you didn't even work there so surely the boss should have known.

"That's a good idea, we could even find our own girls." Jin hummed and looked at you, you looked terrified and Jin knew what Taehyung had found out was true as it always was.

"I'll tell you something Jin, I've already been doing it and I wasn't going to tell you but I figure if you're more than willing to go-" He didn't have time to finish because Jin smashed his head down onto the bar and pinned him down.

"You're already doing it inside of my business?" Mark whimpered and nodded, his nose was bleeding and he was crying out for Jin to let go of him, you stumbled knocking the barstool out from under you and Jin stared at you.

"Has he touched you?" You shook your head and looked at Mark who was now being forced to look at you, you stared at his bleeding face and felt a strange sense of satisfaction seeing him all beat up like that,

"Did you dad really sell you to him?" You nodded again and Jin tightened his grip on Mark's arms smashing his head against the bar once again,

"Go into my pocket and call the last number on my phone." You did as you were told and called the number holding the phone up to Jin's ear,

"I want him taken care of if I have to do it myself I will." You didn't hear the other side of the conversation all you saw was a gun being withdrawn from Jin's front pocket and being placed on the back of Marks's head before he was shot.

You didn't even scream when it all happened which surprised Jin most people were left screaming and traumatized,

"I'm assuming you've seen things like that before?" You nodded at his question as he walked you through to a penthouse apartment, he'd taken you out of the casino after he killed Mark and promised he would clean you up since you were in the splash zone resulting in you being covered in blood.

"My dad, he used to be involved in the business." Jin knew that already but he was glad you were being open with him about it,

"I know, but it's alright. We'll get you washed up, I'll order you some new clothes and you can go home." Your body tensed at the words home, home was somewhere you never wanted to go again.

"Can I come work for you? I'll be a secretary, a cleaning lady anything but going home?!" Jin stared at the panicked look on your face and nodded wrapping his arms around you to try and comfort you and you instantly relaxed against his grasp, he was the first person to show kindness to you in a while.

"I'll get you a job, you won't have to go back." He promised, helping you into the bathroom once the hug was over, he sat you down on the toilet seat and then began running you a bath while you stared at the running water.

"W-Will you help me?" You asked turning your back on Jin to show him the zipper at the back of the dress, his hands went up to the silver metal zip and slowly bringing it down, you grasp the front so you wouldn't flash him and he smiled at you in the mirror.

"Thanks," You whispered turning to face him once again both of you standing in silence the only thing that filled the room was the sound of running water,

"Thank you." You said quickly as he went to turn away from you, he stopped and looked down at you,

"For, getting rid of Mark...He was an asshole." Jin nodded in agreement and looked at you, you seemed a lot more relaxed now that Mark was permanently out of the picture,

"It's alright," Jin whispered, he didn't know why he was whispering but it felt as though he had to, your hands were still clutching onto the front of your dress and Jin stepped closer to you,

"Did he ever hurt you?" You shook your head,

"Just threatened to if I didn't do as I was told." You admitted looking up at Jin and feeling the heat from his body bouncing onto yours, your heart began to beat irregularly and you wanted nothing more than to kiss him but you knew you shouldn't. Jin's mind was in the same place, he stared down at you and wanted to kiss you, there was something about you that drew him in and he wanted you badly,

"Fuck it." He mumbled cupping your face in his hands and kissing you, your hands stayed on your dress but your eyes fluttered shut as he kissed you your heart pounding against your chest as though it wanted to come out of it, his arms wrapped around your waist and you dropped your dress wrapping your arms around his neck neither of you cared about the overflowing bathtub behind you but he bent down to pick you up, wrapping your legs around your waist and pressing you against the tiled wall behind you, you let out a loud hiss from the cold tiles and he chuckled.

"Sorry, I forgot about that." You giggled as he held your face in one hand and rubbed your cheek with his thumb,

"I'll never let anyone sell you or buy you again, you'll come work for me as a secretary-" The doorbell to the penthouse went off and he put you down on the floor taking off his blazer and wrapping it around you.

You followed him out there and he answered the door to a younger man dressed in a suit, you'd seen him around the casino before.

"Jimin, glad you could come. Your promotion I mentioned before, it's now. You'll be Y/n's personal guard, she's my secretary." You stared at the back of Jin's head as he spoke and Jimin stared at you with a smirk on his face, you all knew you weren't just a secretary since you were standing in his penthouse apartment in nothing but his blazer which was tightly wrapped around you.

"Yes Sir," Jimin walked back out into the hall and Jin turned around to look at you again,

"Where were we?" You giggled rushing back into the bathroom to turn the water off before you flooded the place but Jin rushed up behind you and took the blazer off your body, you'd forgotten until that point what had happened earlier on in the night,

"I'll take you out to dinner tomorrow." He whispered kissing your exposed shoulder and helping you into the bathtub, you looked up at him and nodded and he got down onto his knees beside the bath rolling up his long white shirt sleeves.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up."

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The Joys of Parenting RP Starters

Send “What have we done?” to my inbox for a drabble/starter based around these prompts. Prompts can be randomized or specific based on preference. Please adjust to fit your needs!

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1. Muse A hasn’t slept a wink in three days. Muse B has been away from home working/generally doing other things and thinks Muse A’s stress is an overreaction.

2. Muse A and Muse B are in a shopping center. Their child proceeds to throw a temper tantrum. People without children look at them in a judgmental fashion.

3. Muse B flushes a diaper down the toilet without realizing the consequences of their actions.

4. After the birth, Muse A and B get into an argument about family members/loved ones overstepping their boundaries.

5. Muse A witnesses Muse B being sprayed in the face by an “air strike” while changing the baby’s diaper.

6. The Muses must go pick up his/her/their child from school after said child gets sent home early for misbehaving. 

7. The Muses’ child receives a talking to about bullying other children.

8. Muse A is annoyed with Muse B because Muse B acts like an ass at their child’s *insert sport here* game/competition.

9. Muse A gets into an argument with another parent. Muse B is less than pleased by the fallout.

10. The Muses’ child has the stomach flu, and it isn’t pretty. 

11. Muse A and Muse B deal with issues of gender. Interpret how you wish.

12. “They get it from your side of the family, Muse A." 

13. Muse A and Muse B finally have a night alone! … They fall asleep and wake up an hour before the kids are due home.

14. Muse A and Muse B have a fight over their child following in Muse B’s Epic (or whatever) Footsteps.

15. The Muses’ child has developed that piercing scream small, happy children have; it is unceasing, and Muse B is nearing the end of their rope. Save them, Muse A!

16. The Muses’ child has some sort of foreign object up their nose and must go to the doctor to get it removed.

17. The Muses’ child watches Home Alone for the first time and proceeds to set “traps” around the house. Muse A or Muse B becomes the victim of these dangerous shenanigans.

18. “How did *Child* glue their hand to their head?”

19. The Muses are plagued by their child’s various rhymes about bodily functions, probably in front of another set of annoying, smug parents.

20. “They’re picking their nose and putting it everywhere!”

21. Time to shop for back to school clothes and supplies! … The night before school starts. 

22. “Where do babies come from?”

23. The Muses’ child sneaks up to the roof and get stuck up there. How did this happen?! There’s no attic or ladder access.

24. The Muses’ child says something to someone else that could be horribly misconstrued.

25. Muse A or Muse B turns their back on their child public place, then turns back around to realize they’ve made a giant mess everywhere.

26. Where did they hear that word?!

27. The Muses’ child manages to climb into one of those claw machines found at an arcade, grocery store, bowling alley, etc. … So that’s great. 

28. “He followed me home. Can we keep him?”

29. The Muses find out their child accidentally set a field on fire while goofing around. 

30. Send in your own prompt!

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May 5, 2020

Taekook go on vlive together!! Almost as soon as the vlive starts, Tae jokingly says - while looking at Jk - “we can’t be friends”. Jk laughs and they continue the introduction. This sudden comment was made out of context - a “funny” way to complete Jk’s sentence, but with no apparent explanation for the chosen words - therefore we view it as an inside joke between the two that even caught Jk by surprise, letting out a small “huh?” before laughing right away. There’s a possibility Tae was alluding to the fact that they had to play along the lie of “being awkward as a result of drifting apart” and they both found it quite hilarious, probably due to the absurdity. They try to seem distant throughout the vlive (which they succeeded on judging by the general fandom thinking they looked awkward) but there is underlying humor coupled with some comical acting & slip-ups.

(Timestamp 0:37)

We can view the previous scene as Tae interacting with Jk’s sentence but it’s still made out of the blue. Jk said “we are kids today” because he got stuck on his words. He was supposed to say what Tae said after his joke: “우리 오늘 어린이날” = Today is children’s day.

This is what Jk said instead:

And Tae added “친구 안될” = “Can’t be friends” or what you see below if we take it as a single sentence (Tae ending Jk’s):

While it seems like the meaning of the combined sentence is directed towards “children”, it’s interesting that Tae’s first thought was “to not be friends” and took the opportunity to speak up as if it was swirling around in his mind. Remember they weren’t talking about anything at that moment, there is nothing within the rest of the video that could explain the joke and he adores children. If the narrative about them being precious friends that lost their deep bond & were now starting to feel awkward was true then Tae wouldn’t be joking about such a topic, or so we think, especially 3 weeks prior to the filming of the televised “reconnecting talk” that aired in September within Ep 6 of “In The Soop”). As said earlier, it seems like they find it humorous. Moving on.

They briefly hold hands. Tae offers his hand out of nowhere and Jk holds it with passion/force - as if he needed it - accidentally making them both hit the table.

(Timestamp 1:25) 

Jk frowns as he tries not to laugh while asking Tae what he has been up to lately - because he already knows.

They end up cracking up anyways before Tae could even answer.

(Timestamp 1:33)

Tae says he once mentioned he was taking online courses.

Jk lets out a little chuckle and asks how it’s going.

Tae reveals he only studied for 4 days because that was the length of a course.

Jk knows what he’s doing when he asks if there weren’t any more courses to complete. Tae confirms there were many but it was difficult. Jk laughs some more, seeming like this was the reason he let out that first little chuckle - because he knew how it ended.

After the slight teasing he empathizes with Tae and normalizes it by stating that studying is not easy at all.

(Timestamp 2:35)

Less than 4 minutes after the vlive starts, Jk loudly yells “Taekook!” After reading it in the comment section. Jk says “Taekook” a total of 4 times in this specific moment, while Tae says it once for now. They say the name without discomfort. Despite the concept of the vlive Jk didn’t hide his excitement upon reading taekooker’s chants - reacting fast and sincerely to them.

(Timestamp 3:55)

Tae cutely asks Jk if he looks like a chicken. Jk agrees.

Jk smiles about it a couple seconds later and proceeds to quitely copy Tae’s words: “a chicken”. He must find him endearing.

(Timestamp 9:05)

Jk explains he had a dream in which he fought with Jin over his pants. Tae recalls & plays out a similar scene from the movie “Time to Hunt”.

Jk chuckles quite soundly.

He then reacts by copying a line from the drama “Itaewon Class” which Tae wrote & sang an OST for. He uses the right voice to say: “it’s fun”.

Tae laughs with a big smile.

(Timestamp 10:43)

In the second instance of saying “Taekook”, Tae is the one to initiate this time. He says it twice and Jk says it once this time. Again, they say it casually without appearing bothered by the name.

(Timestamp 12:15) 

Tae is savage and plays a song that talks about wanting a vacation. He dances & says it’s a message for their boss. Jk smiles.  As you can see Tae likes shady comments which falls in line with the initial “we can’t be friends” joke.

(Timestamp 18:25)

Tae starts telling the story of how he wrote a song for his Dad as a Parents’ Day gift.

Although Tae made it clear that he had already given the song to his dad, Jk makes a point to overly ask about it.

Tae is confused and asks Jk if he didn’t already know. It seems like Tae told him before.

Jk presses his lips

then frowns & gives Tae a pointed look without muttering a word.

Jk is also keeps pressing his lips in an irritated manner. He can’t say what he wants to say. Tae understands and tries to backtrack by saying he told someone else - not Jk. Tae momentarily forgot he was supposed to act like they weren’t close.

You can see & hear how Tae sulks.

Jk keeps that irritated face for a little longer. It’s probably due to the frustration of having to act rather than the slip-up.

He presses his lips once more before moving on.

(Timestamp 25:12)

Tae and Jk talk about the series “Itaewon Class” briefly (remember, Tae wrote the OST “Sweet Night” for this series).

Jk repeats the prior line “it’s fun”

Tae feels comfortable enough around Jk that he briefly acts out a skit, deepening his voice as he quotes the show.

(Timestamp 26:43-27:30)

Tae forgets one of his BT21 character’s names and asks Jk who remembers right away.

(Timestamp 29:18)

Tae is bothered by his long bangs and Jk  is hypnotized as he looks at him.

Jk breaks out of it after blinking in excess as he softly suggests he should trim them.

(Timestamp 31:36)

Jk is once again hypnotized.

His gaze follows Tae as the latter talks with staff and moves through the room.

He forces himself to look away quite ungracefully as if he catched himself with his guard down.

(Timestamp 32:21)

There’s a funny moment where Tae pretends to get mad at Jk for using the  glue gun arguing army might get hurt.

(Timestamp 32:52)

Continuation of the above ordeal.

(Timestamp 37:14)

A request in the comments asks Jk to sing Lauv’s “Never Not.”

Tae asks Jk if he has sung it before.

Then does an unnatural “ohooo” as a reaction.

Tae - still being a jokester - asks Jk to sing the Parents’ Day version as if he sang to his dad. Since it’s a romantic song Jk looks at him weirdly and they laugh together.

Tae uses a soft and honeyed tone to request.(Timestamp 40:24; 41:27 for his soft voice). 

Tae says he can’t believe Jk covered this song that he loves so much (acting surprised?).

(Timestamp 41:44)

Jungkook says he received the “Never Not” instrumental some time ago but couldn’t cover it until now for “some reasons”. Not sure about the relevancy of this but it sounds strange.

(Timestamp 41:55)

Tae plays the song and Taekook get playful in dancing and singing.

(Timestamp of when Tae begins playing the song is at about 42:55; all above moments from part 1 - http://www.vlive.tv/video/189674)

The vlive disconnects so they start a second video. Part two of the vlive picks up where the first left off, with Taekook covering “Never Not” for a second time shortly after the start of the video. It appears staff may have told Taekook to sing again based on where their eyes are when they ask why they’re playing the song again. They’re told it’s due to the disconnection of the first vlive.

They play the song while singing and dancing together.

(Timestamp 1:37-3:14)

Tae abruptly stops the vlive by saying “hey hey, whoa whoa, calm down”. Jk doesn’t seem at all surprised by the sudden stopping of the music. He even repeats “calm down”. He doesn’t ask “why?” or appear confused.

(Timestamp 3:15-3:26)

This has led to speculation that there was an agreement for the song to be stopped at a certain point. Taekookers have pointed out the song played for exactly 1 minute and 23 seconds (123 theory). Based on Tae checking his phone before stopping Jk, stopping the song mid-sentence, and Jk’s unsurprised face/reaction to the abrupt stop of the music, it’s an interesting theory, but it’s one the reader must consider for themselves. Tae goes to check the phone at 1:21:

And ends it at 1:23:

(Screenshots from Peachlesslyyy - who goes into more detail in her analysis here - https://youtu.be/_28tA7MHKT8, timestamp starting at 2:52)

Jk and Tae both compliment each other. Tae discusses his hair and Jk chimes up that Tae looks best in everything. 

To which Tae replies that it’s nice to hear that from Jk, who looks best in everything.

Jk chuckles in embarrassment. They both give fake playful laughs after, Tae’s being very loud as if they were playing with someone.

(Timestamp 5:11-5:31)

They’re asked to make a heart. They make individual hearts then make one together.

(Timestamp 7:34)

Tae says sorry for being late and explains it was the traffic’s fault. Jk says he could have predicted the traffic jam  but then confesses he is often late & isn’t one to talk. They start talking playfully. Jk laughs.

Jk doubts it with a little “oh?”

Tae defends himself using the soft honeyed voice and rising head movements. Jk lets him win.

(Timestamp 5:34)

Tae reads out “Kiss” from the comments and plays dumb (subs censored the actual word & replaced it with “cass”). He then proceeds to sing a song with the lyrics “kiss me”. Jk is suddenly very interested in the screen. Tae also sings part of an additional love song and talks about his english level. All of this makes it obvious that the word he read was the English word “kiss” that a taekooker wrote.

(Timestamp 12:12)

For a third time, Tae and Jk say the name “Taekook”. Tae reads off the comment “Taekook forever” and Jk says in a sing-song voice “foreverrr”. Again, they seem happy to say the name “Taekook” which, keep in mind, they’re not obligated to say.

(Timestamp 15:15)

Speculation - why, when Tae’s comment clearly says “Taekook forever” does the subtitle have it as “V and Jungkook forever”? Is it part of hinting in a subtle but psychological way - BH wanting, in essence, to show Tae and Jk as people separate from their ship? By utilizing their names instead of their ship name, it does show them as real people instead of just a ship. They mention “Taekook” in two other occasions before this but the subtitle isn’t changed, only for this final one. 

Tae and Jk say comments in different languages. Tae asks Jk to say “I love you” to Swedish ARMY. At first Jk says it in Korean, but Tae asks him to say it in English, which Jk then does.

After saying “I love you” in English, Jk looks back at Tae briefly.

(Timestamp 17:58-18:07). 

Tae asked Jk if his experimental hairstyle looked good on him a total of 5 times and Jk always reassured him.

(Timestamp 23:00)

Jk asks Tae to say some last words and there is this moment of exchange of looks and smiles.

(Timestamp 24:30)

Jk brings up the awkwardness of the vlive for the 3rd time. He reasons it’s the lack of habit - which is probably true - but we wonder if he was also saying it to follow through with the plan of giving the viewer a certain impression.

Tae agrees with Jk.

Jk then stares at Tae.

He scans Tae’s face a bit & they silently lock eyes for a moment (which honestly comes off as a tender moment).

Jk breaks eye contact and lightly laughs when Tae ends the moment with a small  “내” = “yeah”, probably finding him cute.

(Timestamp 25:27)

Tae asks if he can give a spoiler, and it appears he’s asking in regards to the upcoming personal album BTS plans to release in Oct. We can base this on him briefly mentioning Yoongi spoiling things about the upcoming album, and then Tae asks if he can say what Jimin’s role is, to which Jk whispers “say it”.

Tae still looks at Jk for reassurance despite receiving approval from staff.

Jk delicately prods him on (extremely softly).

Instead, Tae makes an interesting comment and says he is going to have a meeting after the vlive about what his image will be for ARMY (since Tae’s role for the album is being the visual director).

Jk laughs and scrunches up his nose at the change of heart -

(Timestamp 26:07)

Jk mentions he usually doesn’t dream about his group members.

Tae looks down (in both senses) and makes a sound with his mouth. This causes Jk to check up on him.

Jk then finds it necessary to justify it by softly saying it's because they always spend time together.

(Timestamp 27:20 - all moments above are part 2- http://www.vlive.tv/video/189708)

They started the vlive with a gap between them, and ended close together:

Taekook/vkook trend worldwide after this vlive and smash records. At one point, it had 2 million tweets. 

Notable stats that show Taekook support is strong: 10M views on Vlive combined, over 500 million hearts on vlive, 1 million tweets in real time and counting, 1 million likes on the seleca within 3 hours, #1 trending topic worldwide, in the US, and in multiple countries AFTER ONLY BEING ON THE VLIVE FOR 15 MINUTES. They trended at #1 for almost 4 hours. They still trended in the day at the #5-6 position. Multiple names trended – Taekook, KOOKV and VKOOK being examples. Dispatch posts the selca on their Instagram. Dispatxh did NOT post any other vlive seleca, only Taekook’s. 14 hours after the two vlives were posted, they had a combined 16.4 million views and over 830 million hearts. 

Seleca: 

(https://twitter.com/bts_twt/status/1257577057862610951?s=21)

The vlive and seleca were iconic enough for Dispatch and other media outlets, like metro, to cover it.        

(metro link: https://twitter.com/metro_ents/status/1257594769229975552?s=21)

  Fun fact!

Funny fact - Vpick on taekook vlive: subtitle 😂🙈🤐🥴

[avmisworld]

Jungkook as your boyfriend:

●     Y'all know Jungkook is MAJOR bf material

●     The cutest bean uwu

●     At the start of your relationship he was probably a bit awkward

●     The poor guy is so inexperienced he forgot what it's like talking to a girl who isn't doing his makeup lol

●     Is scared to do something you won't like so he's always really careful with his words and actions

●     Eventually he'll ease into it and become the shameless loving crackhead you know today

●     But sometimes he'll still get a little shy

●     Whenever he says something too cheesy or makes a cute mistake or you compliment him

●     Always has the cutest bunny smile during these moments

●     Always puts your needs before his own

●     If you're a foreigner, he'll spend hours learning your native language

●     Even though you know Korean and you have no problem communicating uwu

●     Makes sure you're eating well and sleeping enough

●     Even when he's on diets and sleeps two hours a day max :(

●     Always insists to help you even if you don't need it

●     "Y/N, let me help you"

●     "Babe, I'm combing my hair..?"

●     Is always ready to tell you how amazing and beautiful you are whenever you get insecure about your body and talents :'(

●     Is legitimately confused why you would ever be insecure in the first place

●     When he is insecure tho

●     You just tell him the harsh truth

●     That he's the world's cutest, most talented and golden bunny, and he's precious to ARMY and to his members uwu

●     Tells you he loves you at least a hundred times a day just to see you blush and avoid his eyes cutely

●     His favorite thing is making you laugh

●     Loves it when you make him laugh as well

●     He's an hilarious person so he doesn't have to try much to succeed

●     Loves to make funny faces at you during one of your fake-serious banters

●     You two have a shit ton of private jokes (wtf is funny about a plastic cup????)

●     You live on sending each other memes and stupid videos of people falling down stairs lmfao

●     You two are severe crackheads oof

●     It's very likely to find the two of you awake at 3 am having a dance party or karaoke after too much wine

●     Constantly having tickle fights, wrestling matches, pillow fights, what not

●     Do not forget that JK is a savage little shit

●     And that doesn't change because you are his girlfriend *sigh*

●     Teases you about everything and anything

●     Places things high up on purpose just so he can show up later with his chest puffed out and take it down for you with a smirk

●     "Did I hear a damsel in distress?"

●     But makes sure not to take it too far uwu

●     This kid is competitive af omg

●     A relationship with him means turning everything into some race or bet

●     "I bet I can finish this hot dog faster than you"

●     "Whoever brushes their teeth faster gets to shower first!"

●     You see this a lot when the two of you game as well

●     There is no way you can date Jeon Jungkook without playing Overwatch at least once lol

●     Video game tournaments

●     He wins most of the time but if he'll ever lose it's because he let you smh

●     Is competitive also when it comes to other people

●     Always has to prove to you that he's the best and that you made the right choice dating him

●     Like you would ever doubt that pffft

●     Whenever someone impresses you Jungkook would just jump out and be like

●     "That's pretty cool, but did you see the new move I learned?" *breaks neck*

●     Going to a fun fair would just be you going back home with a truckload of plushies from Jungkook winning in all the booths kfkfkd

●     Dates with him are so cute and fun

●     He loves taking you out sm

●     It doesn't matter if it's movie night, ramen dates, dinner dates, lunch dates, beach dates, amusement park dates, coffee dates, workout dates, study dates, ice-skating dates

●     Jungkook's inner child always comes out with you

●     Probably because he never really got the time to be a real child :(

●     You're the only person aside from his members and family who gets to see the real him

●     He's so whipped for you

●     Literal heart eyes

●     Can't stop staring at you with twinkling eyes and a wide bunny smile

●     When you catch him he'll look away and blush but he'll feel satisfied when he sees you blush as well uwu

●     He finds everything you do adorable and can't help but send you bashful laughs and affectionate gazes

●     even if he won't admit it kkk

●     Compliments you all the time

●     Compliments about your looks, your outfits, your smallest, most insignificant achievements uwu

●     Always notices the small things about you that no one else does

●     "Wow, Y/N, these new earrings look so good on you, babe"

●     Basically Jungkook loves to spoil you hehe

●     Buys you presents all the damn time

●     You don't encourage him to do so because you hate feeling like he's your sugar daddy or smth and you aren't with him from his money

●     But he just can't help it when he sees something he knows you'll like

●     Spends more time shopping for you than for himself

●     But it's all worth the gleam of excitement in your eyes when you see his presents

●     Even if you playfully slap him and pout

●     "I told you to stop wasting money on me!"

●     Also makes you his own personal presents uwu

●     Usually gives you them before he goes on tour to cheer you up

●     Anything from portraits of you he drew secretly, to paintings of beautiful landscapes, to songs he wrote for you, to a collage of pictures you took of you

●     Jungkook loves taking pictures and videos of you

●     Takes snaps of you secretly cause he knows you're shy uwu

●     His camera roll and gallery is entirely filled with pictures of you sleeping, eating, laughing, smiling, staring, talking, etc…

●     Plus cute selfies and candid shots of the two of you with huge grins and arms wrapped around each other

●     And memey selfies of the two of you that you would literally bury yourself if anyone would find lol

●     Also has little, random videos of you just scrolling on your phone or something

●     "Y/N, look at mee~~"

●     It's really hard when Jungkook leaves for tour for both of you

●     Late night video calls almost every day

●     Even when Kook is after a concert, with his eyelids sticking to each other like glue π-π

●     Calls you half asleep and the two of you just talk about meaningless stuff until one of you falls asleep uwu

●     Sends you snaps all day of him and the guys and everything they're doing

●     Does it so you'll see he's having fun and staying healthy

●     Wants you to do the same so you send him selfies of you and your boring university lifestyle

●     He insists that he finds it interesting and that he wants to see your face

●     "I can't be deprived of touching you and seeing you! It's too much."

●     Doesn't answer texts ever so you mostly communicate through phone/video calls and snaps/memes

●     When he comes back from tour you wait for him at the airport

●     His face lights up when he sees you and he smiles so wide π-π

●     No matter how exhausted he is he runs to you like a lighting bolt

●     Hugs you tightly and twirls you around while the other members watch fondly

●     One of the few times he'll agree to so much PDA

●     Usually he doesn't really like being too touchy in public

●     But he always holds your hand just to make sure you're next to him, safe and sound uwu

●     Brings you so much souvenirs from his trip abroad to make you feel like you were there with him

●     Snow globes, magnets, clothes, key chains, plushies…

●     All of it to remind you he thought about you every single day he was away

●     When you're together you're so domestic

●     If it's making food together, Jungkook teaching you BTS' newest choreo, working out, or even cleaning the house together

●     Nothing's boring with Jungkook

●     He's a whole different person when you're alone

●     Calls you sweet nicknames like "baby", "babe", "jagi", "princess" and "angel"

●     He's singing all day so it feels like your constantly stuck in "The Greatest Showman"

●     But you can't really complain cause Gukkie's sweet honey voice is your favourite thing to hear

●     Sometimes he'll talk to you in songs only to piss you off

●     But most of the time he'll sing to you when you can't sleep or when you feel sad or sick

●     He'll comb his hands through your hair gently while he sings to you softly *heart-attack*

●     Picks you up all the time

●     It might be because he loves to prove that he's strong enough to protect you and cherish you

●     But also because he loves hearing your shrieks of surprise and soft laughter

●     Piggybacks on the street, carrying you bridal style around the house, lifting you up like a baby in his arms when you playfully fight and twirling you around

●     Just all the time really

●     "Okay, okay, I'm sorry~~ Please let me down"

●     Because you live together when he's in Korea you're always stealing his clothes

●     He pretends to not like it and demands you to give it back to him

●     But if you're ever cold or in the need of some clothing he'll be the first to throw you his wardrobe

●     His slightly possessive nature feeds off seeing you all small and soft in his clothes

●     It probably turns him on tbh

●     Because of this he has a big thing for couple items as well

●     Whether it's outfits, phone cases, lockscreens, accessories, and eventually jewelry (like promise rings uwu)

●     Brags about you to the members 24/7

●     "Look at this picture I took of Y/N when she wasn't looking! Isn't she the prettiest?"

●     "Hyung, did you hear that Y/N was voted for best student in her class? Wah, I was really so impressed! She's a genius."

●     The members high-key tease him for it and say it's annoying

●     But they secretly think it's adorable how happy you make him and adore you so much for it fr

●     You getting along with the rest of the members so well makes Jungkook really happy

●     Even though he might get too protective sometimes

●     Gets jealous often and is horrible at hiding it despite not saying it directly smh

●     Watches from afar when you laugh at something Taehyung says, pinching his cheek lightly

●     His eyebrows are furrowed and he's tonguing his cheek like he always does when he's jealous

●     Eventually he has enough and comes over to you

●     Pecks your cheek or pulls you to sit in his lap and tells everyone about the date you have planned for tomorrow

●     "So, me and Y/N are planning to go to a picnic tomorrow at Han river…"

●     And you're trying so hard not to smile cause he's just being so obvious and you find it cute

●     A few time his jealousy leads to fights tho

●     Fighting with Jungkook in general is a rare occurrence

●     But when you do fight it can get pretty bad

●     Rather than shouting or losing his temper, Jungkook tends to shut himself off when the fight is serious

●     He stays quiet and talks only when it's necessary

●     "Whatever" "Do what you want"

●     It's mostly because he's afraid to say something he'll regret later

●     He'll probably leave the apartment and go to the gym/studio/dorm room to calm down and clear his head

●     Because both of you have big egos, it might take a few days to make up

●     If Jungkook's at fault, he will eventually swallow his pride and apologize to you

●     If it were the other way around tho

●     You're not going to hear a word from him until you admit you were at fault

●     No matter how much it'll hurt him to be away from you

●     Even after the fight is over it might take a little time for things to go back to how they were

●     Because Jungkook's pride and insecurities might get in the way of him approaching you

●     But with enough patience you'll be back to being the inseparable couple you were before

●     In case you think I forgot

●     Skinship is a must in your relationship

●     Jungkook loves to cuddle with you

●     He's always the big spoon, with his hands underneath your (his) shirt, just gently caressing the skin of your stomach and hips

●     Or with you laying on top of his chest, legs tangled together

●     A lot of times cuddling leads to heated make out sessions and even more

●     When he's troubled or exhausted he likes to nuzzle his head in the junction between your shoulder and neck and just breathe you in

●     Tight hugs when you see each other after a while with his hands pressing your face to his chest protectively

●     Back hugs are a must obviously

●     Creeps up behind you when you're working and scares the frick out of you when he wraps his arms around your waist

●     Loves forehead kisses because it's another opportunity to boast about how tall he is smh

●     Also cheek kisses, nose kisses, ear kisses, neck kisses, knuckle kisses and lip kisses ofc lol

●     Kisses you out of the blue and then pretends like nothing happened

●     "Sorry, I couldn't help it"

●     Lots of sweet, soft, loving kisses uwu

●     Has a thing for nibbling/biting you (mostly your earlobe/bottom lip/fingers)

●     Loves giving hickeys oml

●     It fits his possessive nature perfectly

●     The more people know you belong to him, the better

●     Loves when you sit in his lap skdjd

●     He wraps his arms around your stomach and pulls you closer so he can place his chin on your shoulder, occasionally leaving butterfly kisses all over your neck and shoulders

●     Also into cuter things like poking your cheeks when you do something cute, ruffling your hair, tickling you and pinching your cheeks and bopping your nose.

●     When it comes to bed, Jungkook is definitely a dom

●     Just like he is on stage kdkck

●     Puts your pleasure before his own and makes sure you're a 10474859% with whatever he's doing beforehand

●     Sex after a fight or after he gets jealous and needs to remind himself you're only his

●     Dirty talk ahhhh

●     He can also be soft tho

●     Like when he's making love to you omg my hearteu

●     Whispering praises and sweet words in your ear

●     Staring into your eyes with his dark, intense ones

●     Moans alot and likes it when you do too

●     Occasionally he lets you have the upper hand

●     Doesn't spend too much time on aftercare because he wants to go back to holding you as quickly as possible

●     The two of you fall asleep naked with your bodies completely tangled together

●     Also likes showering with you

●     less in a sexual way and more as another opportunity to pamper you

●     Scrubs you carefully and puts shampoo for you

●     Uses soap foam to grow you a fake beard this boi srsly

●     Basically he loves you like no one else and you're destined to be

●     The best boi there is <3

[chiseler]

Ballard’s Abandoned Landscapes

If you set reality at noon on an analog clock, most science fiction would range from about 4:30 to 6. Philip K. Dick might ring in at 7:30. J.G. Ballard? 9 pm or your personal bedtime.

I’m talking about early, ‘60s Ballard, simply because that’s what hit me first and still hits me hardest. I recently bought (downloaded to my Kindle – interesting to think where that might fit into the Ballard world) his complete stories, but I’ve stopped dead, for now, at “Terminal Beach,” one of the finest short stories in the English language. So that’s the era I’m going to talk about. I’m an old fart and entitled.

It’s hard to pin down what defines any writer, what sets him apart from any other writer. In Ballard’s case, beyond the bizarre settings and sprung mental framework, I think it’s the unique uniting of personal isolation and claustrophobia with a sense of unbordered physical and internal space.

Many of the stories are set in deserts or uninhabited/disinhabited, windswept nowheres. He seldom introduces more than two or three characters, who often interact like cyborgs hurling dogturds at a target close to each others’ heads. Things happen without explanation and often without resolution.

Several of the stories deal with Vermillion Sands, an artistic community of the future where the world of art has run aesthetically and conceptually amok. Statues move and crawl, poetry drifts on the winds, ideas (and ideals) that were set up to evolve across the landscape peter out like grandpa in his dotage. But if you look at the impetus behind the individual elements, most of them have been realized, in one form or another, in the half century since Ballard wrote these stories.

At the uber-level, he knew. He saw. He envisioned. Many writers of SF’s “Golden Age” pictured isolated developments surprisingly well. They understood how technology would (or might) unfold. What Ballard saw was the human drive and how, in a technological society, it could be revealed. He was like Bradbury that way, and it may be the universe’s quiet salute that they died so temporally near each other.

I might have made it sound like Ballard was dreary or empty, a drum beaten in a deserted warehouse. Sometimes he was. Not every story is a resonant gem. But at his (often) best, he brought together characters, or a character and an environment, with such understated intensity that they caught fire without oxygen. People you would never want to know, never want to meet, never want to think about sizzle and sparkle in their own personal skies. I don’t know if that gives any kind of useful image, but it’s as close as I can come to pinning them against Ballard’s backdrop.

So let’s look at a few of those stories from the late '50s, early '60s.

Along with the sense of abandonment, there is often a dissolution of personal experience. In “The Last World of Mr. Goddard,” an unexceptional man living in a closely locked house keeps a miniature world alive in crate. How real is this tiny world and how connected to his? We find out to his and our chagrin. (It might make you think of Theodore Sturgeon’s “Microcosmic God,” but it goes in an entirely different direction.)

“The Watch-Towers” presents the landscape overseen by an evenly-spaced grid of floating towers, obviously peopled, but no one knows by whom, from where or why. Nor, like the inhabitants below, are we allowed to find out. The towers simply are. But there are repercussions for ignoring or disdaining them.

The completely isolated characters of “Manhole 69” are subjects of an experiment that has removed the need for sleep. They live and interact without mental pause 24 hours a day. What happens to their unrelieved minds? And can they tell how much of the crushing claustrophobia is outside, how much in?

“Mr. F. is Mr. F.” merges two of Ballard’s obsessions: isolation/dissolution, and time as an inexorable enemy. Mr. F., confined to his bed and managed by his overbearing wife, is becoming younger by the day but not internally stronger. The cycle he goes through is especially terrifying for being, in that confined bedroom, absurdly mundane.

The battle with time in “The Garden of Time” is even more isolated, as a couple keep the depredations of an advancing war rabble at bay by picking a time flower each evening – while the flowers, which refuse to bud anew, ever dwindle in number: Time can be held at bay, but it will be the victor at ages’ end.

“Chronopolis” is a deserted city, the result of an edict which forbid clocks, watches and all observance of time’s passage. We follow the underground progress of renegade isolates driven by the need to know when.

Again, from these descriptions it may seem that Ballard ignores character for theme and textured absurdity. Actually, almost all of Ballard’s early stories are driven by character, fully realized human beings set in skewed or inverted situations and let go to wend their way, accepting the impossible even while battling against it.

Mangon, “The Sound-Sweep,” operates a sonovac. Like your Hoover or Electrolux, it ingests the unwanted and untidy, but in this case the refuse is sound, suctioned with exquisite care. Mangon can remove the harsh overlays of a cathedral’s yattering tourists while leaving intact the chant-soak of the stones. But what most defines him is his love for the over-the-hill opera singer, Madame Gioconda, and his sad, resigned response to her gift of derision.

Ballard for the most part ignores humor. It simply doesn’t fit into his dense, choking worlds. But he lets loose a volley of exuberant howlers in “Passport to Eternity.” A couple with all the solar system at their disposal for a vacation attempt to plan the perfect getaway. This leads them to investigate a scattering of underground firms offering … what they outline in half a dozen pages would fill an entire Philip K. Dick novel. Ballard slaps one bizarre and tortured idea after another onto the page, held in place by Laurel and Hardy glue.

And, of course, there’s “The Terminal Beach.” Wandering alone among the concrete ruins of Eniwetok, the island staging grounds for atomic and hydrogen bomb tests, Traven (B. Traven?) loses himself inside the maze of pseudo-buildings erected to examine the effects of mankind’s most unrestrained energy on its most vulnerable structures.

He talks with his lost family and to the skeletal remains of a Japanese flier tied to a porch chair. He is visited by a scientific team who cannot coax him to leave his vigil, because he is trying to find – what? Justification? The past? A sense of why he has no future? Afterwards, you might think Borges, or in some sense Nabokov. But while you’re reading it, you won’t think of anything else.

by Derek Davis

[simping-for-death]

today - harry potter hc and the

💕feminists witch organization💕

ginny weasley started a feminists club in hogwarts, and you can't change my mind.

one day at the middle of the breakfast, she stood up, asked for a but of attention and told everyone she's starting a feminists club that will take place every week at saturday afternoon. she took a poster she made earlier and placed it above the entrance with some spells. (later it was discovered that no one could take that poster down other than herself - come on, this girl grew up with fred & george)

she was ready to fight everyone so that this club could take place, but surprisingly got much support. hermione approaches here at the evening and offers her help with organization and legalization if needed. they make beautiful pins together, on the other side of which they will be able to post time and place of the meeting (just like coins for the dumbldore army).

fred & george provide them much help with spreading the trustful word among older girls and offer their help with anything they can do.

luna begs her father until he finally agrees to post some feminist calls and tips in the quibler.

tonks comes to almost every meeting and teaches young women to defend themselves.

mcgonagall defends them among other teachers.

harry also spreads the word - he's the chosen one, people listen to him.

(not really) surprisingly, pansy parkinson signs up too and they discover very fast that she knows much information about defending yourself without magic.

cho chang is one of the main activists and she didn't miss a single meeting. once, she even escaped detention to come.

the patil twins both really like history of magic, but turns out they know the history of feminism and great women too.

while they all slowly graduate the club doesn't close - other girls start leading it and teaching newcomers what 'the great' taught them.

once rose granger-weasly and lily luna potter step in hogwarts, the first thing they do is sign up there.

the older ones teaching young girls how to 'glue' their skirts and dresses so that they wouldn't lift up in the air.

all of them wearing 24/7 pins that say in big bright letters 'I am a woman, and I'm proud of it' and bracelets with different slogans.

after many researches coming up with a spell that turns charms your underwear so that when someone will touch it - they'll get electric shocked.

having a pepper spray spell and a tazer spell.

helping girls with abusive boyfriends (fathers, etc) escape relationships and get mental help.

making rings that automatically call mcgonagall/granger/any supportive teacher/one of the members when you press it.

feminists. witch. organization.

[justreadingfics]

Looking For a Heartbeat (19/?)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Series Summary: You and Bucky used to be in a relationship. Feelings were hurt, you left. It’s been two years and you’re back. You both will handle the reunion well, won’t you?

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings for this chapter: fluff, some angst, lots  of pinning, use of hormones as an excuse.  

A/N: @suz-123 is my angel and I love her. Links are messing up posts, you can find the masterlist link on my description.

“Hey.” Your smile is bright as you spot Bucky walking into the Doctor Nadine ́s waiting room.

“Hi,” He smiles back. As handsome as ever. He’s been keeping his face with nothing but a light stubble lately and the little jump in your heart reminds you that, despite loving his full beard; you also have a huge soft spot for that look. Maybe it’s because the light shade enhances the outlines of his beautiful and plump lips. He’s sporting his customary outfit: white henley and dark jeans which enhances every single delightful part of him as he walks and his many, hard muscles move through the fabric.

The sting on your lips makes you notice you’re biting them as you stare at him. You blink and swiftly compose yourself as he takes a seat next to you.

“Am I late?” If he noticed your shameless gawking, he doesn't let it show.

Goddamn those pregnant hormones, and goddamn Bucky for not helping at all by being that extraordinarily hot on a daily basis, only adding to your increasing frustration.

“Not at all. Doctor Nadine is, though.” You try to put on some nonchalance into your voice to disguise your current state of…distress.

“Here.” Only when he hands it to you, you notice the little paper bag in his hands.

Accepting the bag, you smirk and side eye him, as he shrugs.  You laugh when you find in your hands a stuffed little pig, all white except for some greyish brown stamps all over it and the nose and the inside of the ears, which are pink.

“I couldn’t resist.” He looks guilty as a shy smile curls up his lips, “The clerk said it's from a Disney movie called Moana.”

“It will look awesome next to the Unicorn.” You grin, pressing the stuffie against your cheek and relishing in its fluffiness before placing it back in the bag, “Speaking of that, the kids were pretty bummed by you leaving earlier yesterday. You have a couple of new fans.”

A chuckle rumbles through his chest, “They’re awesome…” His lively expression falls a bit as his eyes bore into yours and he bites the inside of his cheeks, “I had to sort something out... with Anna.”

“Oh…” You still feel his eyes on you as you turn ahead at the information, averting his eyes from him. “Ok.”

You both stay quiet. The silence isn't comfortable at all as you tap your fingers on your thigh, gripping the little bag hard in your hand. The unspoken question tugging at your tongue as dread pinches the pit of your stomach. God, you hate feeling like that.

“And did you?” You can’t hold it back anymore. “Sort things out?”

“Yeah, actually.” Bucky looks down as his eyebrows snap together, “It was a good talk.” Bucky nods, almost as if he’s talking to himself.

“Good.” You repeat his words, tightening your lips in a failed attempt of forming a smile for him, “Good, good, good…” The mumble slips out quietly from your lips as you turn your head to stare ahead, legs distractedly bouncing.  

“It was a very good chat.” Bucky talks again and you hum in acknowledgement. “We admitted our mistakes. Forgave each other.”

The sting is sharp against your chest as your heart drops to your stomach. You just nod, gulping down the lump in your throat, without once looking back at him. You shouldn’t be feeling like this… anxious… jealous... Weren’t you the very one to tell him he should talk to Anna?  Listen to her? Very sensible of you, right? You fight the urge to roll your eyes at yourself right before you hear his voice again.

“It was good to close this chapter. Getting romantically involved was a mistake.”

Your face snap to him. His eyes were already on you, but you can’t quite read his guarded expression.

“We agreed on that and now we can move on.” He adds, softly. His hands linked together of his thighs.

“Oh, so you ́re not back together.” You ask as your unwise faltering heart needs a confirmation.

He simply shakes his head.

“Good.” You definitely shouldn’t sound as joyful as you do. You clear your throat and try to keep an even expression on your face, for good measure.  “I mean… Are you ok?” You ask with honest worry. Despite the stupid feelings that keep making a fuzz of your chest, you know what Anna means to Bucky and, yeah, if it meant he would be happy, it would hurt you, but you would understand if they had gotten back together.    

“Yeah.” His lips curl down, “I was a jerk to her. You told me I would hurt her, and I did.” He shrugs, and you see the little bone in his throat moving as he swallows.

“Oh, Bucky, I-”

“But we're good now.” He nods to himself, not allowing you to lie and say you really didn’t mean that. You did. It doesn’t mean you’re happy about it, but you knew in  heart at  the time that he would end up hurting her. Running away is never the answer.  You learned this the hard way.

“Ok,” You nod, keeping the thoughts to yourself.  

His eyes meet yours and  you spot the softness in them when he speaks, just as softly, “Time to move on.”

You smile at each other.  A shared smile full of unspoken words. But it’s also full of history and easy and honest and it keeps plastered on your face the whole day.

~~~

A tiny kick makes you place your hand over your round stomach and smile.

“Are you waking up, peanut?” You mumble to your belly, drawing small circles over it.

You’re a little bit more than 29 weeks now and the baby has been making themselves noticeable for a few weeks already.  What started out as a fluttery sensation now has turned into full kicks and jabs. A child of two Avengers, no doubt about that. You love feeling them. Well, maybe except when the little brat hits you with the force of a tiny super soldier in your ribs, which they’ve been very keen to do the last few days.

The baby is big. So damn big  and heavy. 20 inches and already 7 pounds. A whole lot more than expected if they didn’t have a super DNA in them. As they develop that strong, it’s been getting more and more difficult for your body to carry the pregnancy. The appointments have been more frequent, almost daily. Doctor Nadine estimates you won’t get to the 39th or 40th  week, which has been making you a bit anxious, of course. As much as you’re dying to see the little face of your peanut, a premature birth is never ideal. What makes you sleep easier at night is that Tony’s has gone over the top and there’s medical assistance available for you 24/7 at a short walking distance to the Tower’s med bay.  

You and Bucky have been discussing names. He’s been allowing you to come up with all the options so he doesn’t let the sex slip with a biased suggestion. After hours, days and weeks of research and debates, so far you’ve narrowed it down to Mary or Ava if it’s a girl and Theo or Lucas, if it’s a boy. Being one of the best spies in the world, he didn’t put on any expression or say anything that could spill the beans.

Speaking of the daddy, he’s always around, always bringing a little cute souvenirs which he absolutely couldn’t resist buying on his way over the tower. He’s still living at his little apartment in Brooklyn and whether this would change after the baby arrived or not you don’t know and, to be honest, you won’t ask. You’ve been talking and talking and talking, but nothing more than things related solely to the baby. Anything that could lead to certain topics or interpretations have been avoided. Having him around has been more than you could ever wish for and you wouldn’t handle him getting scared and running away from you again.

You’ve decided to continue living at the tower after the baby is born, for the team of uncles and aunts pure joy. It is the safest place on earth, and the floor Tony has been remodeling into a mega apartment for you is almost ready and perfect. He’s been taking care of everything and you really don’t mind. You were never one to really care about decorations and stuff and it’s his way of showing love, so you gladly accept it. Well, except for the nursery, which you and Bucky were adamant to be responsible for and have been working on the room together.

Just right now, he and Steve are applying the wallpaper you two have chosen and putting the crib together while you’re in your new kitchen, which is already done and fully functional, squeezing some fresh lemonade for the two hard workers.

After you place the Jar and the glasses on a tray, you walk towards the nursery, but what you find when you cross the opened door makes you choke on air and almost drop all the lemonade to the floor.

Bucky. Standing on a ladder. Shirtless. With his built, bare back to you as he reaches the roller up to glue the highest part of the wallpaper. His locks are trapped in one of those damn low buns of his, as droplets of sweat ran down the deepened line between the muscles of his back. Your eyes descend his body and meet his jeans hanging low, showing you a large stripe of the black boxes he has underneath.

Shit. It’s been like this now. Just the sight of him making you dizzy and most definitely… bothered. As a rush of heat washes over your core, you tell yourself it’s the damn hormones fault and, of course, you being completely sex deprived for so long, but you’re not really sure if it’s really this or the fact you have him around you almost all the time now, and having him around had always been enough to cause a number on your body reactions.

You hear an inhuman sound when he stretches his back. Your eyes widen at the realization the sound must’ve come out from you when he looks over his shoulder and spots you there: pathetically standing by the door, holding a tray with lemonade, dumbly staring at him.

He smiles and promptly climbs down the stairs, “Hey,” He greets as he drops the roller on the floor, covered by newspaper, and walks towards you, using his forearm to clean some sweat off his forehead.

Goddamn.

“Hey,” You mumble back, somewhat breathless as his broad, shirtless, sweaty figure stands in front of you. Your tongue darts out to run over your dry lips.

“So? What do you think?”

“What?” You blink.

He narrowed his eyes at you an chuckles before pointing his hand towards the walls.

“Oh.” You jump, finally taking your eyes off of him to let them roam around the room. The balloons wallpaper is neatly glued, and you can see the room turning into a nursery by his hands, “Oh, Bucky.” You sigh, already feeling tears forming in the corner of your eyes. Yeah, besides horny as fuck, you’ve been easily emotional, too. “It’s perfect.” A huge smile across your face.

His smile matches yours, “It’s almost done. Steve went to his room to grab a toolkit so we can start putting the crib together.” He nods towards the closed box on the floor behind him, before his eyes drop to the trail in your hands.

“Oh, I brought you guys some lemonade.” You lift the trail, “I figured you’d be thirsty.”

When his gaze meet yours again, you spot the change in his eyes, the blue a bit darker and a hint of amusement sparkling on them, “You have no idea.” His voice drops a note and laces you by the core.

You swallow thickly, not sure if he’s deliberately trying to drive you crazy or it’s your pregnant dirty mind making you see things.

“Ahm, h-here,” you stutter and move fast to place the trail on a worktable which is right beside you and pour him a glass, handing it to him and trying to pay no attention to the flames burning you up from the inside.

You, obviously, can’t take your eyes off of him as he thanks you with a smirk and brings it to his lips. His eyes close as he gulped down the whole glass all at once. Your gaze drops to the scars on his chest… He must’ve got them treated, because they’re light and clean, almost blending to his skin. Very different from the angry marks you used to trace your fingers on while he was sleeping, feeling him sigh deeply under your touch-  

“Hmmm, ice cold and full of sugar. Delicious.” He licks his lips and your gaze snap up to his face, taking you out from your mind filled with memories.

“Of course,” You chuckle, “That’s the right way of lemonade.” As he laughs and his eyes crinkle adorably, you spot a drop slipping from his lips and running down his jaw. You need to do something about it, don’t you? Lemon could damage his skin, after all.  “Ahm, you have a… let me-” You reach to his face and he stiffens when you delicately brush your thumb over the his jaw to catch the drop. You sense the twitch on his jawbone, when, almost unconsciously, your hand cup his face and you let your thumb skim up to the corner of his lips.

You don’t know what you’re doing or why you’re doing it. All you focus is on the loud hammering of your heart as his eyes flutter close and he leans on your touch. You breathe through your parted lips and your gaze falls down to his mouth. His beautiful and rosy lips... It’s been so long since you got the chance to kiss them…  

“Ouch.” Your hand flies from Bucky’s face to your belly.

Bucky’s eyes swiftly open. For a second he seems lost, as if he’s just woken up from a dream and didn’t know exactly where he was.  When he spots your hand on your belly his eyes go round, “What’s happening? Are you ok?”

“Yeah, yeah,” You chuckle, “The baby has kicked me. They’ve been doing this a lot, but it has never felt so strong-ah-” You gasp and laugh as your eyebrows draw together when the little one hits another heavy strike.

“Oh,” Bucky breathes, looking down at your belly as pure awe takes over his face. When he glances up to you, his eyes is evidently glowing with expectancy, “C-can I?” He hesitantly asked, raising his hand in direction of your belly just as timidly.

When you nod and takes your hand from your stomach to allow him to touch it, he immediately places the empty glass of lemonade on the worktable and steps closer to you. Not until that day Bucky had asked to touch your belly… The gentle touch of his hand through your dress is almost too much as the electricity runs down your spine unbidden and makes your heart race.

“Here.” Taking in a shuddering breath, you place your hand over his to slowly move it to the right spot where he would be able to feel the baby. He’s so close to you… so close.

“I-I can’t feel anything.” The disappointment is evident in his voice and in the small pout that follows.

“Ahm, why don’t try talking to them?” You suggest and he glances up at you, “It usually works for me.” You shrug.

His eyes narrow and he smiles tightly after focusing on your belly again. Your hand still covering his.

“What should I say?” He whispers.

“Um, why don’t start with “hello ``''?

“Ok…” He nods before taking in a deep sigh, “Hello, my baby.” He murmurs softly and carefully strokes your belly, “I’m your daddy.”

Just like that, as if it had been planned out, you feel the kick. Bucky promptly lets out a breathy smile.

“It was a big one. Did you feel it?” You ask, quietly, trying hard to not ruin their moment.

He nods quickly, his lips pressed hard against one another. As his gaze remains down, yours remain on him. His forehead almost touches yours and you try to breathe. The magic you had experienced moments before enveloping the both of you again. The three of you, actually.  

“I can’t wait to see you,” He keeps talking to your baby and it kicks again, “I love you so much already, my baby.” The blue of his watery eyes meet yours, “Our baby.”

Your melt under his words as you sulk in a breath and nod, “Our baby.” Your hand tightens the grip on his as the warmth of a single tear runs down your cheek.

Every single one of your days, you spend trying to suppress, deny and bury the feelings, the stubborn and immeasurable love you have for him. The love you once felt so afraid of…Because it’s the right thing to do. It’s what’s best for you, but most importantly it’s what’s best for him… You’re not afraid of this love anymore… You haven’t been afraid of it for a long time now. But he is. He is and what you’re afraid of is he’ll run away from it, from you…

Every day is a fight against your feelings, sometimes you lose, others you win. Today...one simple touch and the fight is slipping off your grasp...  

His right hand doesn’t move from where he feels your baby saying hello to him, while you shudder at the cold sensation of metal meeting your middle before his arm circle your waist, pulling you closer to him as the warmth of his body rolls off to yours. Your legs turn into jelly and you’re grateful for his hold keeping you stand. He drops his forehead to yours and all you have to do is move one inch and you would be able to feel the taste of him again, after so long…

“Bucky…” You whisper, as your eyes flutter.

“Hey, pal. I think this will do it-”

You could feel the soft brush of Bucky’s lips on yours before you quickly let go of him, ceasing any kind of contact as Steve bursts into the room.  

“Ahm, am I interrupting anything?” Steve asks, frozen in place with the toolkit in hands, after an uncomfortable silence settled in the room.

From the corner of your eyes, you spot Bucky, with hands on each side of his waist and head hanging low as his chest heavies, “No, of course not.” You put on a smile for a skeptical Steve, “I was just here to bring you two some lemonade. There it is.” You point to the jar, “Help yourself, Steve. Ahm, I – I gotta go to the bathroom, my bladder is the size of a marble, now, you know? I’ll come back later for the tray.” You cringe rushing to the way out without taking a breath to spill the words, or sparing another glance at Bucky before you leave the room.

Today, you lost.

~~~

Ch. 20 coming soon(ish)

[secretly-a-nerd]

Destiel is bad for mlm. An essay with comebacks.

CLARIFICATIONS BEFORE I START: DESTIEL FANS DON'T INTERACT WITH THIS OF COURSE!!! Btw, I am mlm, I have a loving boyfriend who acts like Castiel while I act like Sam a lot... so yeah, I'm a Sastiel shipper so this post may come off as a little biased but I want to help other shippers who are against Destiel.  So if you're not a Sastiel shipper, still, don't leave- I'm not forcing you to ship it. That's wrong to force someone to ship. I'm also anti-Dean person.  In this post, there will be spoilers for Supernatural.

Ight let's put this show on the road... first off...

WHY DESTIEL IS BAD: -Yes, the ship is mlm and if canon, will be a mlm ship... but it’s bad rep. Why? Because if you want good representation, you gotta have a good relationship and not be queerbait for about 12 years. Dean literally beat Castiel up multiple times (even without the Mark of Cain). Let me ask you this fellas in a relationship... do you beat your partner? Bark commands at them 24/7? See them as a monster at times? I don’t think so.

-Stepping away from the ship itself, the fans are toxic and normally straight cis women who think they know what’s good for mlm or fetishizes mlm. (However, I’m not saying everyone who ships Destiel is straight and a cis woman) Also, the Destiel shippers will often times force others to ship that ship with them.

-What is mlm fetishization? People who solely love mlm ships- they barely have any wlw ships or straight ships. Just... mlm... or forces two males together, even if they are straight. They are or the equvialent of asking a gay male to be their 'gay friend'. That is very toxic. Destielhellers... get a new hobby, something healthier than reading/watching sexual assault, emotional abuse, and physical abuse.

COMEBACKS:

-When Castiel raised Dean from hell, he didn’t do it because “he loves Dean!” It was because Castiel is a soldier, a perfect soldier too, created by God to obey orders without question. When Castiel was first introduced to the show, he didn’t understand human emotions nor actually feel them so how could he quickly love Dean? Castiel also raised from Sam from hell.

-“#Theysilencedyou” on Instagram... the CW didn’t silence you, no one did. It was never canon in the first place. If Destiel was canon in the first place and Dean says “I love you too” OUT LOUD to Castiel, then killing Castiel off and NOT GIVING Dean a happy ending would be a “they silenced you” moment. But did that really happen? No. In the end, Castiel and Dean got a happy ending, just not together. And WOAH WOAH WOAH DON'T PULL CHARLIE INTO THIS. The show does a good job of giving her a lot of screentime about her sexuality and whatnot. She got a girlfriend multiple times. Her first death... she died in a Joan of Arc kind of way too which is awesome to me- but that's not the point with Charlie. She didn't come back in the finale because of covid and it's heavily hinted that everyone in the alternative universe place did go to heaven. I bet you anything she's in heaven right now.

-Castiel’s last words were the words he said in 15x18. He was dying. The empty was getting him. Those were his dying words, if he had said those while not dying, I would understand “they silenced you” there too. But Castiel didn’t say it while NOT dying, right? Also, there are different types of meanings behind "I love you" such as the friendship kind, which I say "I love you" to a lot of my friends, there's the family kind, and yes, there's the lover kind. Castiel most likely meant it in a family way since he said- same with Dean- that the Winchester brothers were like family to him.

-The CW writers aren’t homophobic. Here’s a list of the lgbtq+ characters from their other shows:

-Sara Lance (Arrow) -Alex Danvers (Supergirl) -Clarke Griffin (The 100) -Nyssa Raatko (Arrow) -David Singh (The Flash) -Anissa Pierce (Black Lightning) -Toni Topaz (Riverdale) -Teddy Montgomery (90210) AND MORE.

Granted, there aren't many gay men in that list. That's because they haven't found an actor who would feel comfortable playing a gay man... toxic masculinity happens guys... Reminds you of a certain character in Supernatural?

-��Kill Sam/Jared!” Sadly, I’ve seen that comment. Firstly, if you kill Jared... that’s literal murder and... dude that’s so extremist... you shouldn’t wish death upon anybody. Secondly, Sam is a main character in the show. He’s Dean’s brother. If Dean was left alone with Castiel, it still wouldn’t happen. Why? Because like we saw in the finale (15x20), Sam was mourning after Dean and it left him to FOREVER remember his brother. Dean would be the same if Sam were to die and go to heaven. Dean’s and Sam’s brotherly relationship is the glue that keeps it all together in the show. One brother is very rarely without the other in screentime.

-“Sam is Destiel’s number one cheerleader!” Okay, no, I get where they get it from... the episode, Fan Fiction (10x5). But Sam was messing with Dean because he knew how squirmy he’d get. Dean sees Castiel as a brother... and imagine being shipped with your friend that you see as family. Horrible, right? because it’s getting rid of the aspects of your relationship? Sam even shipped himself with Castiel in one of the scenes. So how would that make him a cheerleader of Destiel?

-Destiel fans admitted to being queerbaited, which is bad and can lead to other shows in the future doing that. I’m gonna add the definition of queerbaiting: "a marketing technique for fiction and entertainment in which creators hint at, but then do not actually depict, same-sex romance or other LGBTQ representation." -from Wikipedia. I'm sorry but there was little queerbaiting with Destiel... because Dean would CONSTANTLY be a jerk to Castiel then we'd have like... one scene where Dean wasn't a jerk to Castiel in the episode, then never see a scene where Dean was kind to Castiel until two episodes later.

-"Dean isn’t straight!!!" Yuh he is straight, have you seen him with a man? Let alone, feel comfortable with one romantically? I'll type up all of the episodes in which he was passively homophobic later on... AND don’t push Sam into this saying some stupid stuff like “he’s homophobic!”

-“Jensen is homophobic!” I actually used to believe this until I woke up and did some research on that. How that started was by Dean, the character Jensen plays, not saying "I love you" back to Castiel/Misha. They're practically forcing the ship to happen. Jensen was just following the script, same with Misha. They're under a contract guys, they don't have much say in it. However, there have been some rumors saying Jensen is homophobic even before 15x18. I cannot confirm this but I've heard that Jensen did decline a fan's request to hold a pride flag... but there's not much context behind it because the fan themself could of been weird and creepy and harassing Jensen, or forcing Jensen to say Dean is something so he needs to hold up that pride flag. Or... yes, Jensen was lowkey being homophobic...

-Destiel fans are signing stuff to change the ending... like??? That won’t work. The cast's contract with CW is done. Also, this like the equivalent of Trump’s “STOP THE COUNT!!” and “I won the election!!!”.... changing stuff to make people believe you are right. That's hella manipulative. -[Insert that one shot of all of the crew together at the end of 15x20.] Destiel fan: "WHY WASN'T CASTIEL THERE?!! WITH DEAN IN HEAVEN?!?!!?!?!" Okay, firstly, Jack wasn't there too and he's now God, covid happens and the writers really wanted Bobby's actor to be there ((I forgot why, I'll add it in later!!! BUT THERE'S A REASON)). Mary and John Winchester could of been in that finale... there are so many characters that could of been in that finale guys, but COVID-19 happened. The lack of characters was for the actors' safety. I don't know about you but some show isn't more important than my own safety. Besides, the contract is about to be lifted, and they had other shows to act in.... Jared with Walker... Jensen with The Boys...

-"How is Destiel bad for mlm...? It's gay ship..." I already answered that question, but I just wanted to remind you guys that Destiel fans WILL ask this. But I'll sum it up for you guys: it's fetishization because you're pairing up a toxic man who sees that other person as another brother/best friend. Also, that 'toxic man' isn't bisexual. He always has been with females and makes lowkey homophobic remarks. On top of that, Dean has beaten Castiel up sooooo many times, both physically and mentally. ***This essay is a WIP... and I take constructive criticism. However, if you are a Destiel fan and write about this, I will ignore you.