#*hopefully* soon to be spouses /silly

[thrpr0phetuseek]

[*trembling, they slumped against the willow tree, and curled inward*]

[ the whole cavern felt like it was about to collapse atop them, and they half-wished it would. What had happened? Why’d they stop? What’ll happen next? Their cries fell silent as their thoughts roared with anticipation and divine disapproval ]

[ just like that, they had lost another. Gone due to their own selfish actions and ignorance. Now. Now, they were all alone. Sure, they had Polities, they had Athena, but if one could lose someone so close so quickly, what was to stop the Moirai from tearing them apart too? ]

[*they paused, reaching past their hood and feeling with a soft tug a braid of flowers; what had once been considered love, understanding, gentleness and care now stood as another reminder of what could be lost*]

[ it seemed nowadays that no matter how far they pressed, or how hard they tried, their life would always be surrounded be tragedy and the reminders of all of whom they had failed and soon would ]

[ another thing about nymphs, in all the relationships they often held, few ever turned out any less of a brutal tragedy ]

"Guess who?" A familiar voice calls in a sing-song tone from the river, echoing through.

Odysseus uses the echo to swim to the edge of the water without being heard and reach a hand out to gently scritch up Tiresias spine in an attempt to tickle them.

[*the prophet yelps in surprise, quickly whipping around and bonking the invading hand with his staff*]

[*upon recognizing the voice, however, he softens and lowers his staff, shifting and leaning down towards where the hand had reached from*]

“My dear friend, love, what was that for? You have no reason to reach under my cloak, and if you wanted my attention or to speak, your beckoning voice was enough. Besides, surely you’re mature enough to see no use in tickle attacks.”

[plumipal]

Last Name Dilemma

Yknow, this is purely for myself, happy me hating my last name. This is a yandere thing btw and please note that I am an artist, not a writer :,) so sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes

I had this amazing idea. If you don't really like your last name and get sucked into the world of twisted wonderland, why not just get a new one? It's very easy when you have suitors vying for your attention at every corner of the school! 🤭

It all started in the cafeteria...

Of course they were overjoyed you thought their last names were cool, did this mean you indirectly wanted to marry them? Well the game is on, and they for sure will win.

Much to their displeasure though, rumors speads fast at NRC, with everyone else quickly getting to know about your lastname dilemma. They are not backing down, wanting to burn the world down just to achieve their happy ending with you.

Ace

Of course you would want to marry him! He is your first friend in this wretched school after all! (Deuce would like to differ on that statement but yeah)

Ace may not be the richest, smartest or most beautiful, but he is your best friend, (hopefully) your first choise and (will make sure to be) your first love! Guy is serious. He will also pull all sorts of dirty tricks against everyone else, you're his bestie to marry no one else's!

Deuce

Ah poor little Deuce. Guy choked on his food when he first heard you talk about how cool their last names sounded. You think his last name is cool? Does that mean that you like him too? You wanna date him, marry him? Be his forever?? He is feeding into his own delusions and your words are only making it worse.

As soon as he has finished lunch he will excuse himself and make a call to his mom and tell her the wonderful news on how you and him will definitely get married! (He just gotta get you a sweet, sweet ring that you deserve)

Cater

Cater being quick on the trends, he was even quicker on the rumors about you having no last name (and definelty needing one). He has such a cute last name, it would fit so well with you! <3

He is already dreaming up the perfect magicam wedding, to show off how the oh so wonderful you chose him, and no one else. He also dreams of the private moments after, how you'll hold him as he sobs his heart out, so happy you chose him. He hopes these silly daydreams will soon become reality, cos he can't wait much longer..

He also definelty overloads you with his clones, giving you so much love you don't need to turn to anyone else for that :)

Trey

When Trey heard the rumors he sighed, feeling bad for how overwhelmed you probably are with everyone else's proposals. Well, come to him whenever you feel like it's too much, he will always make sure to lktsen to your problems (he loves the domestic feel to just having late night chats with you in the heartlbuyl kitchen as he prepares another batch of sweets for the next unbirthday party).

He will make sure that his own proposal of marriage is short and sweet, and he is sure it will win you over, who wouldn't want his sweets all day every day? He will make sure to feed and love you for the rest of eternity if you chose him <3

Riddle

Riddle is messy, he wants you as his spouse and he kinda wants it NOW, since he feels like he deserves it. You're the perfect match to him, the king of hearts to his queen od hearts...

He will show off how good of a husband he would be to you, how he will take care of you with a stable job, how he will help you with all homework and make sure you get special treatment on unbirthday parties. If he sees anyone trying to propose why they should be yours and not him, well, you know his unique magic...

Jack

Wolves mate for life. Jack wants to mate for life. Who does he want as his mate? You. You have changed his life, and he does not want to lose you, please. He is territorial, liking how your name would sound with his last name, now he just gotta make it happen..

Ruggie

Ruggie feels desperate when he hears the rumors. Why would you chose him, when you have literal celebrities, prince's and high standing people vying for you? Then he remembers, he owes you. It's usually the other way around yes, bur he owes you somehow.

With this he cooks up the amazing plan of giving you his last name as a thanks for that one time. He also gotta introduce you to his family, he knows granny bucchi is gonna peer pressure you into accepting marriage with him...

Leona

Leona will not lose you. He has lost so much coming second to everyone he knows. He will NOT lose you to anyone here, he will fight dirty and kill for you if there's a chance he gets with you. He has the money to hire help to get rid of people too, and that same money can sway you into chosing him, since that deadbeat crow ain't giving you a liveable sum to live on.

He makes sure to capture you for naps whenever he can, making sure to leave his scent on you, enough so most people can smell how he has been on you.

Floyd

Eeh? Shrimps wants a good last name?? Well with his you could scare oh so many away, leading to an easy life for you! It also leads to a fun life with you and him, and there will never be a dull moment in his life with you by his side!

Just don't take his last name with his brother yeah? Get with him instead.

Jade

Oya? The prefect wants a last name? A husband too perhaps? Jade's smile widens as he plans out how to trap you into a wonderful marriage with him. Perhaps some of his new mushrooms in his terrariums will make you tired enough to get you to sign a marriage contract with him?

Just don't marry his brother instead of him, he don't really know how he would handle that..

Azul

Azul feels himself become of sp happy whenhe heard the rumors. Finally! You will have him corner you as soon as he can, sweet smile on his face as he offers you a golden contract of his. He crafted it meticulously, making sure everything in it would be perfect for the both of you.

He tries to butter you up so badly, please he just wants you to himself, is that too much to ask for?

Jamil

Jamil has to hold back to use snake whisper, but he has it in case you chose the wrong option (not him). He wants you, he does that to lose you to anyone, ESPECIALLY KALIM. He probably uses snake whisper against others, to sabotage, to do anything. He just can't lose you...

He definelty shows off his cooking and cleaning skills, showing how he can be the perfect househusband for you. Look how good you could have it with him...

Kalim

Kalim is manipulative about this. He mat not be aware of it, bur he sure is. He wants you as his (spouce) bestie, and he will get that. Guy has never gotten a no, and he will not get one now (he hope atleast).

Let him plan you a grandiose wedding! With food, clothes, venue, parades and so much more worth millions and millions of thaumarks. He will space no expense for you!

Epel

Why is epel so roughened up? Why he fought for your hand of course! Isn't it manly to show off that you can easily fend gör your love? He also loves loves LOVES the attention you give him as you fix him up.

He feels so proud of the fights he won, wearing the scars like proud medals, so please take care of them before they get infected- he will only let you do it-

Maybe he will get into more fights if he can get your heavenly touch as a reward..

Rook

Rook stalks you on the daily, so of course he got to work as soon as the words left your mouth. He will hunt you down, get your heart and love and live happily every after :)

He 100% gets violent as well, bur of course you won't see that side of him! He wouldn't want to scare you..

Vil

Vil is certain you will chose him. He is the fairest of them all (niege don't count he is ugly), that is what you deserve. He will take care of you, especially your appearance. You've sent how he is with epel, now get ready for double that...

He dolls you up, makes you the best version of yourself so he can show you off on his socials,to mush it into that dumb nieges face that THE vil had you and niege doesn't. He is the fairest of them all with you of course..

Of course, he is the only queen worthy enought for your love and affection, so please just marry him already, he wants a Photoshoot together with you...

Idia (plus Ortho being STRICTLY PLATONIC)

I'm sorry but have you read his ssr story? Guy doxxes over nothing lol. He will breach your security if you tell him no, he has lost so much already, can't he have you please? You're the only thing he wants...

He will 100% use Ortho against you, backing you into a corner together with the robot. Ortho wants to make his brother happy, and he would be the happiest together with you. Ortho would also be so so so happy if you were his bif sibling too!

Theyve lost so much, they just want a happy family, together with you.. (ORTHO ONLY WANTS YOU AS A SIBLING NO WEIRD SHI AGAINST ORTHO PLEASE)

Sebek

Sebek has to run to lilia for guidance. Why has this human out this wonderful spell on him, why does he feel so lightweight? Why is his face so red? Why does he want to reject you for the rest od your days, more than he wants to protect malleus?

He wants to marry you. To have a wonderful marriage between human hand half fae, almost liek his parents... he will protect you at all costs. Please do love his loudmouth ass back..

Silver

Silver has no last name as well, so in his mind you both are already matching. He is too sleepy to actually do anything other than fall asleep with you.

Lilia

Lilia would snicker at the rumors. Ah, how he feels young again, silly what love can do to someone... he would love to help his son's with this, but sadly he wants this just as much if not more...

Malleus

Malleus does not want to lose his friend. His first and only real friend. He has tried to court you for so long, and now that you've dropped a hint that you wanted him (by saying you wanted a cool last name) he starts the royal courting traditions.

He follows all the traditions, step by step, being very careful to be correct and sparing no expense. He makes sure you see the future home of yours (the castle), his humongous hoard and his greatest treasure, gao gao dragon..

.. holy hell this was so much longer than what I expected. Well, who would you go for? Do tell :,)

Also, would yall want more long form content like this or way more short form? My asks got deleted so don't really have any to draw smhhh </3 so do send shi in please <3

[neonmetro]

I just want to say I love Project Martyr chat. I fear you cooked

Also, Kesabel has my heart. They are honestly just so adorable !!! LIKE BABY LET ME GIVE YOU A HUG ! Free Kesabel guys, get them out of there with the rest of those freaks /SILLY /J

I think my favorites of Project Martyr really don't add up like, at all 😞 Samyaza, Reficul, and Kesabel are fighting for #1 spot. Moloch and Arakiel are close seconds. . .but they are all so great man. . . I have to make it my goal to draw all of them one day because they had NO reason to serve so hard.

This is really just fangirling(so surprising). I have nothing in particular to ask, BUT

Uly and Project Martyr content is always appreciated. . .hehe

On a good note, I'm going on Thanksgiving break today, so uh, hopefully you get to go on break soon too !!! If you do, enjoy yourself :)

-Ulysses loving anon

PROJECT MARTYR. MORE LIKE. PROJECT MARTYR!!!!!!!!!!

I'M GLAD YOU LIKE THEM ALL SO MUCH ?!?!?!?!?!?@?@?!(#&* i put a lot of care into (most) of the members so it means a lot... projmar season 2 when? shoutout to ulyanon fangirling. i would owe you my life if you drew all of them.... omg... cries

kesabel is fighting for their life in this god forsaken office/killing game they are never winning. they tried getting along with the others while being held hostage (maybe they were being a little too annoying by preaching outside of the projmar office so aishire kidnapped them) but honestly no one paid them much mind, aside from reficul who was like :( i'll try to make sure it is all painless for you. (proceeds to traumadump and make them commit suicide)

i feel like. aishire might've based everyone off of angels/demons bc of kesabel. he just saw them and thought "i want to ruin their day even more. go my employees, make angel and demon robots because i'm basically like god anyways i'm so awesome"

REFICUL IS MY GOAT. MY MENTALLY INSANE GOAT. (kind of literally tbh they are the literal devil)

for most of projmar i have planned that they're constantly teetering on the edge of just giving up. their stoicism (autism) has made it so everyone expects them to continue being so otherwise they're in the wrong. they're evil. but if they put things into their own hands they're demonized. and they're struggling with their dead spouse's goals not aligning with theirs. to the point where they're pleading to a ghost that they want to stop.

genesis wants project martyr to continue to fester more emotion into the world so people become more violent and feed into the primordial silt so it may one day consume everyone once more and the golden age will come back, while reficul very much wants to end project martyr and stop all the deaths (i don't think it's much of a spoiler to say they fail in this.)

WISH I HAD MORE TO SAY ABOUT SAMYAZA BUT THEIR CHARACTERIZATION HAS ALWAYS BEEN WEIRD FOR MEEE. originally they were a much more. abusive and manipulative character (especially towards azazel) but they've really shifted into being just a deeply lonely person over the years. tbh i'm really glad that happened bc frankly i would not let them serve that hard if they still kept up that behavior

i still am keeping their bond with azazel but instead of a manipulating them into staying with them, samyaza just confided in them a lot after One Smoke Break together and latched on hard, while azazel was there for them... and azazel was a tad uncomfortable with the sheer amount of latching onto that happened, they still listened

samyaza carries Heavy amounts of guilt, from both their family to their desires, they feel like its wrong to be materialistic and giving themselves basic self care because their siblings already sacrificed so much for them (peneume mainly)

MOLOCH AND ARAKIEL. SHAKES THEM. THEY'RE SO FUCKINGGGG. i really like their dynamic they're so fucking goofy. arakiel is taking things so seriously while moloch is like "today i had pancakes for breakfast". it's so funny how arakiel is more of an edgelord than moloch despite moloch's clothing being the embodiment of hot topic ANYHOO only one drawing this time gomenne

honestly i need to compile . all my comics for uly . they're pretty bad and all need their own posts bc this man is a fucking FREAK and i like TORMENTING HIM. anyways have a greatest hits comp of him and diomedes' gay chicken offs

[valentine-cafe]

˖⁺. we're gonna get sky-high & create a new world .𖹭 ݁

﹙ meet the admins. ﹚ ─── get to know us 𖹭 ” 

  . . . eden rose !! 🍰 :

writer and aspiring artist, editor who pulls her hair out over aesthetics a bit too much. they call me the aesthetic demon and angst monster 🩷 

the pink enthusiast on this blog <3

indian ( a strange mix of north and south bc of families mixing )

I’m a native english speaker who can speak some hindi and tamil, brushing up on my telegu. I'm a bg language learner! learning variations of spanish, italian ( hopefully ) but primarily chinese and arabic ( CRIES )

pansexual aromantic and female

lovvvesss SWEETS, a bit of a cookiemonster 

former fencer and pianist, music composer and dramatic arts student ( STEM MAJOR AND HATED IT IIIII BELONG TO THE LITERATURE )

aspiring to be an english literature or creative writing professor 

I’m a pink fairy<3 ( or so howl says )

really don’t like moths, or the dark or the ocean -

adore flowers! roses especially

love cooking but never ever let me because there’s always a disaster 

snakes are my babies along with fishies 

copper’s defence attorney + talisen’s 781’s wifey<3 ( sighs, just in general a whore for all the talisens/jingyis )

reaperfucker, reapersexual, reaperromantic ( haoyu is my bbg )

you can find my private blog @edensrose

help me steal a plane so I can get to my SPOUSE

 

. . . howl the eldritch !! 🍓 :

hello, I am howl. the eldritch artist, poet and writer, that was cast down to earth with a mission to spread some creativity and a little bit of chaos, but ended up being sold to an eldritch zoo in the 1950s for my crimes of writing too much hardcore angst.

bit of a blue devil if I say so myself — hand me something that is blue and I will steal it.

danish Italian ( with lots of other family in the mixing pot — hence why I speak and learn some specific languages )

as for the languages, I speak a bit of spanish, danish ( first language ), understand swedish, I am fluent in english and I am currently learning italian to reconnect with roots and I am trying to learn chinese.

unlabeled nonbinary ( they/them ) aromantic — one might notice that from time to time my mascot’s appearance changes in the art I make, depending on how I feel during the days I create.

SPICY FOOD LOVER RAAHH, give me all the spicy foods. also, licorice lover if you don’t like the salty licorice, hand it over to me <3

aspiring to be an author, graphics designer and artist that can one day teach art or share my art with the world and inspire other creators and artists.

former theatre student, I did improv and composed songs for the pieces that were made.

I am an eldritch being that follows eden around in all of her lives.

thalassophobic, also have claustrophobia, don’t like narrow stair cases that tilt.

PARENT OF TWO BEAUTIFUL CATS NAMED LUNA AND LUDO. ( yes eden is their mama )

I really like willow trees and lilies. ( all lilies really ! )

love cooking, it is one of my love languages, along with making art of the people I love!

1 ᴀʟᴇꜱꜱɪᴏ Qᴜᴇʀɪᴅᴏ ᴅᴇꜰᴇɴᴅᴇʀ  + alessio and rishen 781's SPOUTH ( I want all of dee alessios and rishens )

you can find my personal account here @bluezenzennie

the proudest whoreluthoe <3.

if you see me running down the streets at 3AM with a bunch of plane tickets, no you don’t.

 

. . . and so it begins !! 🍒 :

just two sillies who created a world together and are joined at the hip<3

we’re both 19+ 

we met via tumblr, may the fourth ( please don’t starwars jokes, we will not get them ), when howl sent some art to cheer up eden from the exam stress she was undergoing. the same day we began interacting about hobbies and ocs and our mutual interests in the fandoms we were in prior. we started chatting on discord and have been inseparable ever since 

we created this whimsical world on accident, by simply allowing our ocs to interact via tupperbots and silly headcanons. it soon turned serious when we discovered we were both fully invested in the lore of our accidentally created world and one day decided to make a blog to share it.

ever since we concluded we should make a blog, we eventually began getting bigger ideas and aspirations in our heads and we thought: “what if we made this world into a bookseries?” it was a joke at first. . . and then we spiralled down.

the world you see on this blog is only some of the new world and story to be featured in the books we are currently working on.

we are very connected to our ocs as they are the reason that we have grown as close as we have, along other personal factors. that said, it was these ocs that brought a lot of this friendship into blossom.

we are SPOUSES married with candied rings 

we keep one another out of trouble ( especially howl with eden SIGHS ) and fly around like two chaotic birdies just wishing to create and make our dreams come true. one day we hope to meet one another ( since we live on opposite sides of the entire fucking ocean )

. . . but we’ll make a plan and have fun while doing so <3

[macawritesupdates]

Writing Update 9/19/2024

Been a while since I did an update! Last week I was on jury duty and it MURDERED my writing time as I had to change up my day and it took longer to get home (mentally draining....)

Been back at work this week, but still has been draining, so less time to get things done, but trying to get back into the flow of things! Hopefully more updates to show soon!

REQUESTS

I will get back to those as soon as I clear up some other fics. Just got a lot of long fics (12 in total) and one-shots (like ...5 in total?) that I'm writing and want to finish!

READER INTERACTION FICS

Can't Help a Cuddle: It has 5k words in and that is just the spicy scene it is going to open up with lol It is going to end up being a long chapter as it introduces more plot and the like going forward! Hopefully will be updating soon!

Jealousy is Not a Good Friend: Also have it outlined and making good progress on writing it out so it should come out the same time or before Cuddle. Got some spice as always!

LONG FANFICS JJK

Broken in the Ways No One Sees: Going to speed run write out the last three chapters to the story as it one the poll for which one to finish first! I'll post chapters as I finish <3

When you Get Two Grandsons: Next chapter is coming and I'll be overhauling the tags to reflect the new developments! This story is remaining sweet and family feel wholesome!

Spouse Wanted: Experience not Necessary: the new chapter is NEARLY done and may be out tonight depending on how I finish up this last scene hehe! If not tonight, then going to be up tomorrow!

Lessons in Accidental Seduction: Eagerly writing out the next chapter! I'm excited for this one as it has nice character development and Sukuna really starting to work things out and he and Yuuji getting closer again <3

Malevolence of Love: Wanted to finish his fix before the 30th, but don't see that happening due to writing delays ; w ; BUT the next chapter is coming out and I know it is an anticipated one! Hoping it won't take long...

Who's a Good Boy: New chapter is in the works but not the priority fic at the moment!

The Yuuji Files: I am hoping a new update will happen SOON as I work through the scenes in this one. It is going to be a meaty chapter though as it has a lot of little plots going on in the B-plot area.

Careful What you Joke About: Also working on the next chapter now that the rewrites have been completed for the outline <3 I hope I haven't kept anyone waiting too long!

Mirrored Lives: Still need to rework and rewrite the outline and plot and get it to a point I'm more satisfied with.

LONG FICS MHA

What Sacrifices Heroes make that go Unsung: I WANT TO WRITE THE NEXT THREE CHAPTERS SO BAD AHHHH! I am going to push to make time to work on this one as ugh! I love it in my HEART so much and want to share ; w ;

A Rut Time of It: It is on the backburner as I get other fix worked out and finished up!

ONE-SHOTS IN PROGRESS

Pull Me Along if I Can’t Move Forward: Izuku/Bakugo sweet fic that is still in slow slow progress. Going to see if I can't finish it up soon!

Heatwaves and Curses Don't Mix: A pwp fic of Nobara/Yuuji/Sukuna with true-form Sukuna and his double dongs. Just pure smut for the heck of it that is slowly coming together

Playing House: Sukuita fic where Sukuna makes Yuuji play house like they did when kids but takes it too far. A pwp fic idea suggested when I was in the mood and is close to being done c:

Take Me to Prom?: Sukita one shot where Yuuji blackmails his cousin Sukuna to cross dress and take him to prom as his date. Shenanigans ensue

Once Upon a Blob: Sukuna, now Blobkuna, has a plan to get his body back and it involves the old fairy tale cliche of love's true kiss. Chaos ensures.

And That's When I knew It: A silly Uraraka/Kirishima one-shot where something horribly embarrassing happens and feelings are had (and spice XD)

FUTURE FANFICS IN PROGRESS

Culturally Inappropriate: Starting to outline the fic and name the characters who are going to be with Yuuji through the Possessed Anonymous group. Letting it build its own themes and feeling good about it so far!

This is the sequel to Historically Inaccurate and keeps moving with the themes and Sukuna and Yuuji building their relationship as vessel and and cursed spirit while also their personal healing. Gonna be good hopefully!

Law Meets Disorder: (Maybe changing to Law and Disorder for the title) Still mapping out my ideas but might get to finally finishing up the outline soon!

The Dragon Story: Still more an idea with more worldbuilding done than plot. Need to find a solid plot for it....

We Wretched Few: Heian Era court drama fanfic with an ABO flair to it that I've been poking around at :b

[funsizesira]

Heeeeyyyy i havent been doing a lot of my “normal” art since I’ve been extremely fixated but since this is a fairly “normal” WIP i can throw it here so y’all get food /silly

I’m gonna hopefully take a comm super soon though so y’all will have some more furry content and WIPs !!!

Also neither of the characters are minnneeee <3 the colored one belongs to my beloved platonic spouse @olistupid (just tagging you to harass you again /aff /silly) so enjoyyyyy ~

[dreamykrimi]

Just wanted to let you know that I’ve been having just the worst little month of my life and I spent all day (at work, don’t tell my boss) reading through Sweater Weather and it was beautiful and exactly what I needed and also do you have other writing out at all because I will read anything you have to offer

I dont know how to express just how much it means to me that even after all this time, my work still resonates with people and brings comfort. Sweater Weather got me through a very hard time in my life and even introduced me to my spouse! It has such a special place in my heart, and so do you! All the people who loved my silly fic, you are so very precious to me. I'm sorry things are hard right now. I hope that you always feel safe and loved when you read Sweater Weather.

I'm excited to say that I'm actually working on original fiction these days! I'm still learning how to write better, because I want my writing to matter to people and I want to be skilled enough to say what I want to say. Hopefully someday soon I'll have something to show you. I hope that I can write something that makes you feel the way you feel reading Sweater Weather.

Whoever you are, and to any and everyone out there who has been so loving and supportive over these years, I may not know you, but I love you!

[from-the-pinnacle-to-the-pit]

sadly im not doing artfight this year bc i don’t have a computer anymore but if i get a new one i might do it next year

and i also joined character hub a few months back, didn’t really do much tho bc its hard on a phone (my acc is Spottywing, same as almost everywhere)

you should be fine to follow me on your alt on tiktok (the one u commented with) they’ll take no notice

my new main or aurora? just checking to make sure because I don't want your parents losing their shit because their kid is actually socializing for once and loves somebody who will actually treat them kindly

"why does my child never talk to me?" they wonder to themselves because as soon as you were able to cut contact you got tf outta there, but honestly I still think it'd be funny to be able to show up and see your parents reaction to you introducing me like "this is my wife/husband/spouse (idk what I'll prefer), (idk what name I'll stick with lmao. probably Toby or Baphomet)"

following you on characterhub btw :3 personally I don't find it that hard to use on mobile but that's just me, if you do end up getting a new computer (and hopefully away from your parents but that might just be wishful thinking :( ) then be prepared for artfight attacks /silly

[cheolsfae]

Hello ! could you do a future spouse reading for taemin ? Thank you!

Yeah, can do! This is going to be the last one that isn't out of the three groups I write for:( It's getting kind of hard for me to get under control. 😅 Again, I write for Seventeen💕, Stray Kids 💙, and Ateez ❤️‍🔥

*Disclaimer: solely for fun! Please do not take this seriously. For entertainment purposes only!*

Past: knight of pentacles, 3 of wands

I feel like whoever his soul mate is, they are very slow moving. Or rather they were. So much so that it was delaying everything that was supposed to be added to their life. Like their blessings and such. I think they had been warned about taking things too slowly. They kept getting warnings, but they weren't paying attention to them. I think they deluded themselves into thinking there weren't any warning signs that they were just little silly coincidences. But that was not it. At all. They should have paid closer attention!

Present: ace of wands, 5 of swords

Right now, there is something being offered to them, but they are arguing with themselves about whether or not they should take this opportunity. I think they feel like it's almost too good to be true. They are letting their ego take over and dominate their life over this whole thing. They are letting it rule them and give them anxiety instead of taking control.

Future: king of pentacles (reversed), 9 of pentacles

They will feel very unstable and very insecure when it comes to their finances. However, this won't be true in anyway, they'll be very successful in their career. It's just going to feel like it when they meet him. I get the vibe that they are going to instantly click, though. Immediately, they both are going to feel the soulmate connection! They are going to hit it off quick!

Bottom of the deck: queen of swords

Over all this person is very guarded right now, whatever they are dealing with is giving them a whole lot of anxiety and they kind of don't want to face the problem. They are tricking themselves into thinking its just all a lie when it's not. Hope that makes sense? But yeah, they are kind of burying their head in the sand and ignoring it all. Hopefully they pull out of this soon! 💕

*Oracle deck was also used!

[fandomlovingfreak]

Glacial Passion (5/?)

Regulus Black/Reader

Rating: SFW, T+

Trigger Warning: Arranged Marriage

Word Count: 1998

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Summary: Glacial, cold, icy… all words that described Regulus Black’s grey eyes. Was there truly no emotion behind those eyes, or did a caring man exist beneath? Could she defrost those glacial eyes?

Disclaimer: Regulus Black (Walburga Black, Orion Black, and Sirius Black) is a character from Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling. Reader or y/n is not owned by Rowling. This work has not been created for profit or financial compensation, and is a transformative fair use work in accordance with Section 107 of the United States Copyright Act.

Notes: My only note is that the characters in this fanfiction do some questionable things. This does not at all reflect my personal morals or anything I would do (and certainly hope you would not do). Please don’t read this story if you can’t separate fiction from reality. Fanfiction is for entertainment and should not be something that teaches you to be or act a certain way. Thanks!

Enjoy

***

Regulus is met with silence when (y/n) climbs into their bed after the fight and more silence when she doesn't acknowledge him in the morning, dressing silently before sitting on the balcony with her book.

He glances out of the glass door, watching her devour the words on the worn book. Sighing loudly, he looks back towards the parchment on the desk. He didn't exactly know what to say to Sirius. He knew he wanted his older brother to know about the developments his life had taken in the past month, but how do you complain without sounding entirely pathetic? Especially when your complaining was truly aimed at your own actions and attitudes. Sirius would love (y/n); he was sure he would. In a way, (y/n) sort of reminded Regulus of his brother. She was so adamant about not following the rules that people like them followed. Obviously, she hadn't been able to escape Pureblood society the way Sirius had... He doubted, though (y/n) would have tried. It had to be harder to be a woman in the circles they found themselves in. He honestly couldn't imagine living at the level she was expected to.

It's not like he had any special freedom from the constricting nature of their society, but he could do many things she couldn't while still maintaining his reputation. He could have affairs, he could (but personally wouldn't) abuse his spouse, he could even live separate from her without causing a stir. All these things happened within marriages like their own, and only the women seemed to be ruined by their actions and the actions of their husbands and fathers. 

Regulus picks up his quill, intending to finally start this blasted letter. Where does he even begin?

 Sirius,

I do not have any great excuses for my lack of communication, other than the last month, which has been one of the most hectic of my life. I am unsure what you have heard. I doubt you have a full picture of what my life has become, as I would hope you would reach out to congratulate your younger brother on his recent nuptials if you had heard. 

My new wife, (y/n) Black née (y/ln), apparently checked off the boxes our parents found necessary for the next Mistress Black. Funnily enough, though, I'm not sure they did much research into who she is as (y/n) could hardly be considered the traditional Pureblood bride.

But that is hardly a bad thing; if anything, I find her refreshing, if not a bit maddening at times. I had been somewhat afraid to have a meek and mild wife who would cower under my gaze. (y/n), despite being brought up similarly to us, she seems to have developed her own personality outside of Pureblood society. She isn't bitter or greedy like the other girls. The only piece of jewelry I have been able to give her without argument has been that horrible engagement ring-- you know, the one from mum's side. She doesn't want the things most of these Pureblood girls want. Jewelry and expensive things don't seem to make her happy the way mother said they would.

Even as she is different, I have this ever-increasing fear that I might drive her towards the other's level of bitterness and unhappiness. I will be the first to admit that I have no idea what I am doing with women; this fact has not changed in my marriage. It's become even more apparent that I haven't a clue how I should behave as I've been forced into this relationship.

It has also become clear that Mother's advice has been shit, as every attempt I've made with my bride has been met with annoyance from her. I can't seem to give her what she truly wants. Embarrassingly enough, what she talks of-- craves from me is some sort of romantic connection. This is something I hadn't planned on in an arranged marriage, and I'm not sure if I will be able to indulge her without a bit of deceit. 

Which I would feel horrible for doing-- pretending. 

Last night, like many nights in recent weeks, I found myself in an argument with my wife over this exact topic. Something she said triggered a memory, hopefully, a memory that you have a recollection of as well.

Do you, brother, have any memories of our dear mother when she was-- well, motherly, to say the least. Warm and loving, as a mother should be. When she would admit to us in hushed tones that the love we showed her was the replacement for the lack of love between Orion and herself?

During the heated exchange with my wife, I was struck with that strange memory, and I realized deeply and uncomfortably that I was in the early stages of pushing my own wife towards becoming our mother. Something, I realize now, I cannot allow to happen.

Pushing this girl towards unhappiness when she was forced into marrying me by her parents is unacceptable on my part. I'm completely aware that it is me who is making us miserable. I should be happy, or at least satisfied enough in the marriage to indulge her, to try. (y/n) is beautiful, everything a man could want in a wife. And I do want her. 

Yet, I do not know how to want her the way she is expecting me to. And, I have to reiterate that I don't know how to even-- fall in love, I suppose.

Through my woeful letter, I hope you see a solution to my dilemma. Or at least can offer advice as I have no idea which direction I should go at this time.

Sincerely,

Regulus places his quill to the side, reading over the content of his letter. At times, he sounds like a pathetic child whining, but he hopes his brother can see he sincerely wants his advice.

Very much requires any advice Sirius may have.

None of Sirius's advice could be helpful on the trials and tribulations of marriage per se, but if anyone had experience in relationships, it was Sirius Black. Sirius, who wooed and flirted his way through life, would know exactly how he would be able to win (y/n) over and hopefully form a romantic relationship with her.

Slowly, Regulus gets up from the desk, taking his time to cross the room. Opening the glass door to the balcony, he pokes his head out. When (y/n) doesn't look up, he clears his throat.

She freezes, slowly lowering the book enough for their eyes to meet, but doesn't say a word.

"I'm going to go to the lobby to have this posted." Regulus feels the light pink of embarrassment on the tops of his cheeks.

(y/n) nods once before giving her attention back to the blasted book. Regulus's lips pinch before he shuts the door a bit louder than necessary.

Much to his annoyance, the banging noise doesn't seem to faze his wife. 

He stalks down to the library in a mood, the letter to Sirius gripped tightly in his right hand.

A young witch greets him, asking if he needed any assistance with anything.

"I require an owl. I have a very urgent letter that needs to arrive as soon as possible."

"Okay, if you'll follow me, we can get your letter sent." The witch leads him up to the rooftop, showing him the hotel's fastest owl.

***

A sharp knock on their suite's door startles Regulus, who had been reading the Prophet to pass the time. He gets up off of the room's couch, opening the door to an older gentleman.

"Mail delivery, Master Black." The old man hands him a hastily folded piece of parchment addressed to him in Sirius's messy excuse for handwriting.

"Uh-- thank you." Regulus digs in his pocket, pulling out money to tip the man. They exchange the items, and Regulus hurries over to the desk. Hurriedly, he breaks the wax seal and opens the letter.

 You got married?

Ah, yes. His ever eloquent brother didn't even bother to address the letter, jumping right to the point.

Regulus reads on...

You got married? And I didn't even get an invitation? I'm sort of hurt, but yet again, mum would've been pissed if I showed up. How fun would that have been, though? Me crashing your wedding in my Docs and my worn Led Zeppelin shirt. Mum would've freaked.

We really missed an opportunity, Reggie.

But, wow. You married. That's wild. And she's a bit wild as well? How did you manage to end up in an arranged marriage with what seems like the most unique of the Pureblood lot? Besides me, of course.

I'll have to meet this fascinating (y/n) (y/ln)-- or should I say (y/n) Black? Weird-- I have a sister-in-law. That feels too grown-up and stuffy.

Maybe it feels wrong, mostly because you never dated anyone, or at least anyone I knew of.

The point you made about you knowing absolutely nothing about women is incredibly accurate, I'm afraid, Reggie. The poor girl, I hope you haven't been ignoring her like Orion does to Walburga. But, I'm almost certain that you have been sort of an ass to her by your letter.

You want advice though, do you now, little brother. Here is my advice to you:

I have dated plenty of people in my days-- plenty. If you truly wish to make your wife (what the hell that is so odd to write!) happy, Regulus, you need to get to know her. 

Ask her questions about her likes, her dislikes. What her childhood was like, who her friends are. Even silly things such as how she takes her tea or what she grew up wanting to be as an adult. But you must be prepared to be vulnerable and answer questions she has for you as well. If you can't open up and be vulnerable, you will never be successful in 

A) forming a "romantic connection" with (y/n) and 

B) falling in love with your wife. 

I hope that I have been helpful. My advice is simple, but knowing the woman you promised to spend eternity with is necessary to live a peaceful life. Maybe the whole "happy wife happy life" saying is accurate. Not like I would know, but still.

As for the memory of Walburga you brought up, I do remember instances like that. I hadn't thought about those instances in a very long time. I hope you are successful in your attempts with (y/n). I would hate to see another woman turn out like our mother.

Your brother,

 P.S. Take your wife out somewhere romantic! For Merlin's sake, Regulus. You have to have some romance somewhere hidden within you!

 ***

Regulus decides there's no better time than the present to follow Sirius's advice. Unfortunately, he already used up his one "romantic" idea (really Orion's, but still) with their disastrous dinner the previous night.

His only option would be to find a local who would know of spots he might take his wife to. He reckons the logical locals to ask where these locations would be are the hotel's staff.

The same witch that helped him with the owl still sits at the hotel's lobby desk. She grins widely when she notices he's walking towards her, "Oh! You're back!"

Regulus controls his mild annoyance with the woman as she bats her eyelashes foolishly.

"I wonder if you know any places around the city that you recommend for honeymooners?"

The girl's face falls slightly before she's grinning again, "You're on your honeymoon?"

"Yes, you've probably seen my wife with me," he says, asserting that he does have a wife and that the girl shouldn't get her hopes up, "I'd like to take her out this afternoon, but I'm afraid I know little of the spots couple's usually visit around here."

The witch thinks for a moment, "I think I have a perfect place in mind."

[renegadepisces]

Bright Imagine: Kandomere accidentally meeting your family Pt. 2

You weren’t sure if Kandomere was flirting. You also weren’t sure if he’d meant what he said about coffee on Monday. 

Thankfully, an all points bulletin for a centaur brandishing swords in both hands as he galloped through the Natural History Museum prevented you from finding out. Of course, you were less thrilled at the prospect of missing lunch and lingering at the office well after dark. 

A notification from your phone tore your attention away from the mound of paperwork in front of you. You’d disarmed the centaur, but not without injury. The stitches you received at the hospital were not enough to get you sent home though. You’d put the cuffs on the centaur, so you had to deal with the paperwork. 

That meant forms for booking his swords into evidence, forms for cataloging damage to the museum, forms for turning him over to the hospital for drug screening - and you were certain he was on something - and more forms for processing him in jail. And then there were injury reports and the statements from your colleagues. The centaur would likely face an additional charge of assaulting an officer, which meant you could look forward to wasting an entire day testifying against him in court sometime in the future. 

You expected a text from Kandomere asking where your report was. He was usually the only other soul at the office this late. But it wasn’t Kandomere or anyone else in your unit. The notification was from your in-law, and your jaw clenched as you read it.

Heads up, the kids said they saw you on the nightly news while we were washing dishes. Are you ok?

Being on the news and the unwelcome attention that would bring wasn’t the purpose of their warning. You knew what they were really preparing you for. Any second now -

Your phone buzzed sharply against the wooden surface of your desk, only somewhat muffled by the piles of paper surrounding it. The caller ID image showed your sibling smiling broadly and grasping all three of their children tightly in a hug. It was one of your favorite pictures, but you were sure its subjects weren’t smiling now. 

Sighing, you accepted the call. Your sibling wouldn’t stop calling until they heard your voice. Maybe not even then. You did the same thing whenever they experienced a close call at work.

“Before you start, I am 100% totally fine. There’s nothing to worry about.” You told them, enunciating each syllable slowly and calmly in the hopes it would rub off on them.

It didn’t. 

“You went full Xena Warrior Princess on the 7 o’clock news, and that’s what you tell me?” Your sibling screeched, causing you to grimace and pull your phone away from your ear. 

“That’s a bit of an overreaction, don’t you think?”

That was clearly the wrong answer because you couldn’t manage to get a word in for 10 minutes while your older sibling ran through a laundry list of questions. 

No, you didn’t need to make a doctor appointment. No, you didn’t need to stay the night with them either. Yes, you were sure that you were perfectly well enough to drive yourself home from work. No, you didn’t have a concussion. You suspected that last one wasn’t quite true, but that was a problem for later. 

Finally, your sibling seemed pacified.You’d put him on speakerphone about 5 minutes into the conversation so that you could keep doing paperwork.

“Okay, fine. But turn on your camera. I want to see your face. The kids want to see you.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” you warned. “I caught a hoof in the face at some point. I’m sure it looks worse than it feels but it might not reassure them.”

You heard the anxious intake of breath from the other end of the line and cut your sibling off before they could wind themselves up again. 

“What if I show you my face and you tell them I’ll come over for dinner on Friday? The bruises will have faded by then. In the meantime, I can read them a bedtime story to distract them and you all can get to sleep.”

Your sibling paused, considering your plan. It was late and getting close to the boys’ bedtime. Your niece was hopefully already sleeping soundly in her crib at this point. But seeing news footage of your scuffle with the centaur had no doubt whipped them into a frenzy. You doubted they would sleep well tonight, and a pang of guilt echoed through you at the thought of them worrying about you. 

Your sibling agreed and did their best to stifle a wince when you flipped your camera on. You didn’t blame him. You gotten up from your desk since Ward and Jakoby brought you back to the station, which had allowed you to actively avoid all reflective surfaces. You didn’t need to see it to know it was bad. It felt awful. But you couldn’t let your nephews know that. 

The boys hadn’t quite learned to compromise yet, so you had to read two stories - one picked by each of them. Your sibling steered them toward mercifully short tales, and you channeled every ounce of effort you could muster into bringing them to life. At the conclusion of the second story, your sibling switched their camera away from the book and panned over the boys. 

Their tiny bodies were nearly still except for the steady rise and fall of their chests. Deftly and soundlessly, your sibling put the books away. You heard the soft click of them flicking the lights off as they crept out of your nephews’ shared bedroom. 

“Good job y/n,” they yawned. “Are you sure you don’t need anything?”

“Yes! You’re such an older sibling!” You hissed exasperatedly. “I have one more page to fill out, and then I’m going home.”

“No, don’t go home. You’ll go straight to bed and wake up starving at 3 am. Grab some food first,” urged your sibling’s spouse in a voice made husky from drowsiness. Your sibling must have taken the phone with them into their bedroom.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure y/n gets home alright,” Kandomere said from a few feet to your left. You hadn’t heard him approach, or even seen him since you left the scene of the incident. You wondered when he’d gotten back. Had you really been so out of that you didn’t notice?

“We’d appreciate that Agent Kandomere,” your sibling paused, and you could hear the smile in their voice before they continued. What they said next nearly made you fall out of your chair. 

“And you’re welcome to come with y/n on Friday if you’re available. They’ll give you the details.”

A stream of expletives flitted through your mind as you processed what your sibling had just done. You’d only narrowly avoided embarrassing yourself on a (maybe?) coffee date at the expense of your ability to move any part of your face and upper body without being in pain. How the hell were you supposed to get out of a family dinner? Your sibling had already told the kids, so you couldn’t cancel without gravely disappointing them. You couldn’t stand the thought of upsetting them like that when they were so worried about you. 

But you didn’t find the thought of Kandomere sitting down to dinner with your family much more tolerable. What if your sibling tried to talk cop shop with Kandomere over dinner? What if your nephews asked you to sleepover, which they usually did if you came over for dinner on a Friday night? What if they pulled up those silly selfies you’d taken with them? Or that ridiculous video of you slow dancing with them at your cousin’s wedding last spring?

Kandomere thanked them for the invitation and your sibling hung up, leaving you sitting in the suffocating silence of the MTF’s bullpen with nothing but your feverish embarrassment and Kandomere for company. You’d been avoiding eye contact with him since he made his presence known, so you were surprised when he pushed a steaming hot cup of coffee into your hand. You hadn’t noticed he’d been holding a cup in each hand. 

The comforting, sharp aroma of espresso wafted up from the cup. Your mouth started watering as the smell reminded you just how little you’d eaten or drank that day. 

“You remembered,” you whispered, and felt very stupid as soon as the words left your mouth. 

Of course he had. You always ordered espresso when buying coffee. He could probably smell it all over you. And it had been less than 48 hours since he ran into you with a cup of espresso gelato in your hand. The fact that he remembered you liked espresso was less impressive to you than the fact that he’d actually bought you coffee. 

He’d been serious. 

“Thank you,” you added hastily, eager to recover some sense of control over the situation, “You didn’t need to.”

“I keep my word.” He said, and you caught the faintest twitch at the corner of his mouth as he continued, “And you’ve earned it, going ‘full Xena Warrior Princess’ this afternoon.”

You groaned. You should have guessed he’d heard that with his superior sense of hearing.

“Xena would have looked cooler and not gotten kicked in the face doing it.” you laughed. 

“You looked good enough to me,” he insisted. 

You realized at that moment that both of you still had your hands on your coffee cup. The heat of the liquid inside seeped through the styrofoam cup and its cardboard sleeve, but you also felt the warmth of his fingertips brushing yours. 

“When I first tried Aikido, I made a smart-mouthed comment about the rarity of being attacked by a sword-wielding lunatic. It seems that I owe my teacher an apology, given what happened today,” you deflected, trying to smother the mounting unease his comment sparked with humor. 

He chuckled and withdrew his hand from your coffee cup. His fingertips ghosted over yours as he did. In the dim after-hours lighting of the MTF bullpen, he looked much less severe than in the bright light of day. There was more than enough light even for your human eyes to catch the faint trace of a smile in his features though.

“Clearly there’s no need for me to ask your sibling if your impertinence is a lifelong trait over dinner on Friday.”

[yanara126-writing]

hey look ma i made it

It's the queens birthday, and yet she sits in the dark of her room alone, staring at a piece of paper. Kanerah has no intention of letting her love stew in misery, much less on her birthday.

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Read here or on Ao3. (2077 words)

Have fun! Comments always welcome! :)

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It was strangely cold in her chambers. The soft fabric of her sheets felt rough against her hand, and the light of the torches falling through her window was pale. Her own vague shimmer was dimmed, her halo gone, her wings vanished. The paper in her hand crinkled as she shifted her fingers, and the sound carried far too loudly through the empty room. The writing was fine, ornate, a piece of art really, not the way one would wright for practicality’s sake. The ink was faded, but its quality assured that it would still be readable for many years to come.

The fire in the fireplace crackled. The paper did the same. Not for the first time Tamary felt her fingers twitch, as if they had developed a life of its own just to rid her of the innocent sheet of paper in her hand. And just like all the times before she stayed her hand. The paper remained. Her gaze fixed to it like the enemies’ on her.

From outside she could hear merry chattering, excited shouts, and the occasional boom of fireworks. The revelry of the day would continue for many more hours she knew. The alcohol flowed in rivers. There were games and merchants on every corner. The capital was alight with laughter and revelry. And she was in here. Alone. Staring at this damned piece of paper once again.

So many years had gone by, and still she couldn’t this behind her. Every year she had to come back to it. At least since coming here she’d gotten better at enjoying herself first. At this point there was really no way to avoid it. The whole day people would come to her, inviting her to something or other, be it random citizens excited at meeting the queen or her companions.

Suddenly door creaked open, letting light a warmer light fall in. Or perhaps it just seemed warmer because of who entered with it.

“And so the queen sits holed up all alone on her birthday.” Tamary smiled, glancing towards the figure in the open door. The light falling in from behind them almost seemed like its own halo.

“Kanerah.” The tiefling gave herself unimpressed.

“Every year you vanish somewhere. One would think you don’t enjoy the attention.” Tamary gave a small smile. Not at all comparable to her usual self-assured grin, but a smile nonetheless.

Kanerah kept up the pressure for a few moments longer before giving a small sigh and crossing the distance between them. With her usual grace that made her lean muscles subtly shift under her skin she sat down next to Tamary and gave her small kiss on the cheek, before shifting her attention to the piece of paper in Tamary’s hand.

“What is that?” Tamary took a moment to answer, the warm, firm shoulder pressed against hers was still as distracting as it had been the first time, years ago.

“It’s- it was a gift.” She couldn’t say it. It was silly. It was stupid. It was ridiculous for an adult, much less a queen. She had said so many things. A lot of them stupid, insulting, downright lies, and even confessions of love, but she couldn’t say this. Instead she handed the paper to Kanerah with a sigh, turning away, face in her hands and elbows on her knees. She didn’t want to see someone else read it.

“Names?” Names. That was all this was to an outsider. Of course they were just names, names that had haunted Tamary for her all her adult life, without having met even one of the people who wore them.

“Suitors. Rich merchants, lower nobles, men and women from all over Taldor. Anyone with enough money to comfortably provide for a wife without her having to work and still live in luxury.” There, she’d said it. She’d said it and nothing bad had happened. The world wasn’t crumbling, her mother hadn’t suddenly jumped out from behind the bed to berate her again.

“Oh. I thought it was a hitlist.” A short moment of silence. “Is it?” Tamary snickered into her hands and then finally turned back around, a dopey smile on her face.

“No. I don’t know any of them. Didn’t stick around for it.” Kanerah kept her eyes on the list for a moment more, lips pulled into a face of undeniable disappointment.

“Pity.” With that she turned around, an eyebrow lifted, and fixed Tamary with expecting stare, one eyebrow elegantly raised. Clearly she wasn’t content with the explanation. Not that Tamary could fault her for that. But… Where would she even start?

In hopes of buying herself some time she swept her eyes over the room. It was dark with only the fire lighting it, as the sun had set a while ago. There were shadows in the corners, dancing in rhythm with the flames, ever in motion. The fire crackled as the logs broke in the heat she still couldn’t feel. Next to her she knew Kanerah was still waiting. In another situation Tamary might have enjoyed the dominance radiating from her, but right now she just felt like melting into the ground and avoiding the story she knew she could no longer avoid.

“So, you sit on your own in your room, staring at an ancient list of admirers you’ve never met, on your birthday, while the whole city is ready to carry you through the streets. Do I have this right?” Well, if she put it like that it sounded silly. Not that Tamary hadn’t known that before.

“Yeah. I just- yeah.” One more big sigh, and now she had to do it. Long years of steeping in her complicated feelings hardly did her any favours though. From the beginning then…

“My birthdays were never about me, for my whole childhood. I was a doll for my father to show off, I’ve always known that. It was to stand around and look pretty for the day, be nice and say thank you to the nobles who showed up for the festival, take the token gifts they bring you, and be quiet the rest of the time. That’s the way it always was. But sometimes those gifts were actually nice. I got my first lute that way.” One of the few untainted memories from her childhood. She didn’t remember anymore who’d given it to her, so she couldn’t have a grudge against them. “So, even though I’d known for a while that I was going to leave, I decided to wait for my 20th birthday. I thought maybe I’d get something useful, or at least some money, or something I could sell. You know, with the whole turning of age hype. Instead I got… this.” And what a scene it had been. Lots of applause, hungry gazes, calculating words. Even now Tamary felt the corset cut into her chest more sharply than it ever had before, pressing the air out of her lungs. “It was my mother’s idea. She wanted me to marry as soon as possible, to avoid what had happened to her.”

“Your mother the mistress?” Tamary winced. She held no love or pity for her mother, and objectively she could say what her mother had pulled before her birth had been very impressive, but her childhood spent suffering from these choices dimmed her admiration significantly.

“Yeah, you see, my mother was… playing multiple sides to say. Visiting nobles, family of my father -she had a prolonged affair with his sister for example- she was playing all of them. Acting like the sweet innocent girl and letting herself be showered with gifts. But with my birth and my father’s official claiming of me, all of that became obvious, at least to the parties involved. None of them would admit it of course, but that didn’t exactly make her very popular with the people in power. And my father sure couldn’t care less. He let her stay to take care of me, but he certainly didn’t care enough to divorce his wife for her.” Why his wife hadn’t divorced him was another matter entirely that Tamary had no intention of ever examining too closely. “So although she was now taken care of, she was also pulled into the social schemes of the nobility. A rather deadly game as I’m sure you’re aware of.” Almost on their own Tamary’s eyes wandered over to Kanerah.

“Intimately.” Kanerah’s eyes sparkled with something cold, those nice creases around them pulled into something decidedly not nice. A quick thought flashed through Tamary’s mind, that she should take care to change that later, and heat up that nice fire that burnt in her again. But unfortunately, they were having an uncomfortable conversation that shouldn’t be left hanging, and so Tamary begrudgingly pushed all thought of steamy nights away for later and looked away again.

“My father didn’t give a shit. My mother may not have liked the situation I put her in, but she was excellent at it. The whole list consists of rich, but unimportant people. No one that could possibly have been a threat to my father. To marry me they would have had to settle in my father’s capital, if they weren’t already there. That way he wouldn’t lose his little doll and get control over whatever assets my spouse would bring to the marriage, and so he let it happen.”

“Is that why you came to me?” The question is simple, there is no fire underneath it, nor the chilling frost from before, and when Tamary turned to look at her, Kanerah wore her mask of easy curiosity. For the first time in a while Tamary couldn’t tell if Kanerah was angry at her or not. She sighed. Why must honesty always be so exhausting?

“In the beginning. I’ll admit, seeing a hot tiefling from Quadira obviously flirting with me definitely kindled some thoughts of sweet revenge.” And how sweet it was. Then and now all the more, when it was no longer just the sex. It was love and it was happiness, and both were so much sweeter than sex could ever be.

Kanerah snorted, and with tiny, hopefully not noticeable start, Tamary noticed that she must have forgotten to close her mouth. Oh well. Perhaps not her most refined declaration of love, but maybe not everything needed to be. The soft, exasperated smile on Kanerah’s face made everything worth it.

“You are terrible, and I have no idea how you keep everyone tied around finger with lines like that.”

“Why, I don’t know. Perhaps you’d like to pay me in kind and tie something around some other part of me?” Now with the uncomfortable confessions out of the way, the banter came much easier to Tamary again. The grin stretched across her face entirely on its own, and the room suddenly seemed much warmer than before. Or perhaps that was just her own body. Oh definitely her own body, with Kanerah’s low lidded gaze slowly shifting over her.

“Perhaps later. For now I believe there is a party still waiting for its guest of honour.” Tamary pouted. Parties sure were nice, but something else would be even nicer now. But sadly for her Kanerah had already pulled away, though her suggestive smile hadn’t disappeared. Tamary wasn’t sure if that was nice or frustrating. Unfortunately, she didn’t get to enjoy it for long either way as Kanerah turned away.

“And besides, I believe my sister would be very unhappy with me if I kept you for myself tonight.” That sentence was enough to completely fry Tamary’s brain for a second. Only for a second though, and with renewed enthusiasm she pushed off from her bed and sprinted after Kanerah.

Behind her the room light up again with a warm, receding glow as she rushed out. The renewed halo lit up the room briefly, and her wings brushed doorframe. Tamary herself didn’t notice, too distracted by the promise of the attention of both her favourite people, coupled with the desire to just leave the last minutes behind. But Kanerah noticed, and she also noticed the crackling sound of burning paper in the fire place.

Satisfaction puller her lips into a smile, as she strolled away, back in direction of the party, just fast enough to tease Tamary along without quite letting her catch up.

Good. And may it burn in hell forever for hurting what’s hers.

[macawritesupdates]

Writing Update 10/21/2024

MAN where have I been with chapter updates?? The question is hecka busy with work and having to pick up a second job. Just a lot to do of late! Also having art that has due dates, so have had to spend free time on that.

BUT back in the driver's seat! Hoping to get some updates for everyone soon <3

JUJUTSU KAISEN LONGFIC UPDATES

Lessons in Accidental Seduction: Next chapter has one scene left to write and then it is done! So should be out sooner rather than later!

Malevolence of Love: Next chapter is coming along super well! Taking my time with the chapter as it is a huge one story-wise, and hoping you will all enjoy the big reunion!

Broken in the Ways No One Sees: Next chapter is coming along very well and hoping to finish it up soon! This story is two chapters away from finishing.

Spouse Wanted: Chapter is slowly working out. Taking my time as we are finally figuring out who tops and who bottoms....and want to handle it in a way I think will satisfy most readers, but hopefully this week it will have an update too.

Careful What you Joke About: Broke ground on the next chapter! The plot is going to kick up again so I hope you are all ready for the drama!

The Yuuji Files: Haven't started the next chapter just yet. Letting it sit a bit while I finish up some other chapters and stories for now.

Who's a Good Boy: Been starting to get some progress done, just slow going as don't want to rush it but also more excited to write the chapter after this one.

Culturally Inappropriate: About 8k words in for the first chapter and still figuring out the direction and how to wrap the first chapter up. It is the sequel to Historically Inaccurate, so want to keep up that same emotional bite and momentum, so taking my time with it. Soon though....

When You Get Two Grandsons: Putting this one a bit on the backburner as I work on some of the larger fics and see about wrapping some of these stories up!

Mirrored Lives: Still haven't settled down to get the long draft done for this one, but still on the backburner! Can't Help a Cuddle: Got all the reader suggestions put in the doc and now just have to go about sorting it all and organizing it into a coherent chapter! Hopefully will have time soon to handle that!

MY HERO ACADAMIA FIC UPDATES

Jealousy is Not a Good Friend: Next chapter is well on the way to being done! Just been really inspired for this chapter. didn't get any reader suggestions, so I'm just throwing in some plot and seeing if there will be bites next time <3

Unsung Heroes: ONE DAY I'LL HAVE TIME TO WORK ON THIS ONE AHHH! IT LIVES RENT FREE IN MY HEAD ALL DAY EVERY DAY AHHH!

A Rut Time of It: Want to get back to the idiots in this one....

ONE -SHOTS

Pull Me Along if I Can’t Move Forward: Deku/Bakugo fic that has a bit of progress made! Excited to share <3

Once Upon a Blob: Sukuna, now Blobkuna, has a plan to get his body back and it involves the old fairy tale cliche of love's true kiss. Chaos ensures.

And That's When I knew It (Might change the title though!): A silly Uraraka/Kirishima one-shot where something horribly embarrassing happens and feelings are had (and spice XD)

Rituals of Ascension: ABO in the Heian era involving bitching and just pwp ….

FICS TO COME

Exploration: ABO Modern Sukuita fic that is still mostly a concept for now.

Unnamed: Kugikuna fic because I'm in a mood to write something for em…

We Wretched Few: Fleshing out the idea and preparing it for pre-producting

Law Meets Disorder: Slowing down on it as I work to get it mapped out properly, but it is in the works for pre-production!

The Dragon Story: I am worldbuilding so much for this one…debating if I might try to manga page draw it? We'll see…

Collab fic: Doing a collab fic with someone! It is in the first little bit so more info coming as the project evolves! <3

[go-events]

GO Rom Com Spotlight: @apocryphalia

The most excellent @apocryphalia​ (also apocryphalia on Twitter and AO3) has claimed Casanova to adapt for Good Omens in the Good Omens Rom Com Event.

For reference, here’s a little background about the source material.

About Casanova: With a reputation for seducing members of the opposite sex, Casanova discovers a beauty who seems impervious to his charms. However, as he continues to pursue the indifferent lady, he finds himself falling in love.

We spent some time chatting about how the adaptation is coming so far, as well as future plans for it! Now, get to know @apocryphalia​ a little better!

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goromcom: So, you know how if you open a Tumblr chat with someone you haven't chatted to before, Tumblr tells you two things they post about? I wanted to tell you that yours reports that you post "about #aziraphale/crowley and #ineffable husbands." Well, you're a true blue fan, and I support that!

apocryphalia: Considering this blog exists because I’m 100% pure Good Omens trash, that’s not shocking. I’m also slightly obsessive about my tags, which is probably why my mother and that one career test I took in college insist that I should have been a librarian.

goromcom: Oh, librarian is one of my dream jobs, but I never pursued it. I also feel similarly about tags! But before I start waxing poetic about the Dewey Decimal System, let’s segue to your rom com.

You chose to adapt Casanova as your rom com. Has this story been a favorite of yours, or is there some other reason you chose it? Were you thinking specifically of the David Tennant adaptation of the story, or just Casanova in general?

apocryphalia: Like a lot of us, I may have gone a little bit crazy watching Tennant and Sheen's previous roles after the show came out, so I had seen his Casanova fairly recently, and I was definitely thinking of that version when I looked at the list. Also, this is a bit silly, but I have no idea how dates work, and I originally thought that the event claims opened the day after they actually did. I had off work the day I thought claims started, and I was planning to watch a bunch of movies I hadn't seen and put some real thought into which one I might want to do, but I figured out about two hours beforehand that I was very wrong. So I kind of panicked and just started throwing titles that I had already seen into the list, and I liked Casanova and couldn't resist the Tennant connection, so… here we are. No regrets.

goromcom: Sometimes life throws us the very curveball we need.

What's your favorite moment of Casanova, and are you looking forward to presenting it in your adaptation? Any loose plans for that scene that you can share?

apocryphalia: I love Bellino, and I love the scene where she breaks off her engagement with Casanova and plays wingman for him with Henriette instead. My main goal in planning this so far is basically just maximum gender fuckery, so I’m still trying to work out exactly what to do with the character—I’m going to have to play fast and loose with the actual historical status of castrati, which gives my historian-brain some anxiety—but I think it’ll be fun to write, and hopefully fun to read! (Also, fun fact, the actual historical Casanova may have been bisexual, so why shouldn't Crowley!Casanova try to marry a castrato and also fem!Aziraphale?)

goromcom: Why not, indeed? I can absolutely see that for both the historical Casanova and for Crowley/Aziraphale as well.

Other than a healthy sprinkling of gender fuckery (of which I’m very much a fan) do you plan to stick very closely to the beats of the original story, or make bigger changes?

apocryphalia: I’m planning to stick pretty closely to the events of the Tennant adaptation for the first half or so, but I’m changing the ending because obviously our ineffable spouses need a happy ending! I’m also ditching certain children that appear in the story, for the purposes of gender fuckery.

I would like to keep to the flashback format, as in the movie older Casanova is actually telling these stories about his life and his relationship with Henriette to another servant in the household where he’s now a librarian. So parts of the fic will be in first person as excerpts from Crowley’s memoirs, and others will be in third person telling the events as they actually occurred. I haven’t completely nailed down which POVs I want to use yet, but Crowley is certainly not a reliable narrator, and I think the back-and-forth timeline showing both young and old Casanova is interesting, so I’m going to try to keep that vibe in the fic.

goromcom: What's an interesting decision you've made in your planning so far--a notable casting decision, a changing of venue, or some other plan you have to paint Good Omens all over your rom com?

apocryphalia: Ineffable wives! Again, I’m going to have to play fast and loose with history and it’s giving me some anxiety, but this is fiction, it’s fanfiction, and it’s going to be fun, dammit! Fem!Casanova!Crowley may be slightly channeling Gentleman Jack, because who doesn’t love lesbian Suranne Jones? Aziraphale gets to be the cautious, repressed one desperately trying to adhere to societal expectations while also being desperately in love with her as Henriette, and there will be plenty of slow-burn, mutual-pining, dancing-around-their-feelings-and-their-crappy-circumstances goodness!

goromcom: I think fiction and art help us imagine the world we want, so if we want a world where people aren’t so hung up on gender or orientation, what better place to start than in our storytelling? <3

But I don’t want you to reveal too much about your story before it’s time to post it, so let’s move on to the final question, cribbed from The Good Place: The Podcast. Tell me something "good". It can be something big or small. It can be a charity you think is doing good work, or you can talk about how great your pet is.

apocryphalia: Well, I can’t resist an opportunity for pet pics. My cats are both terrible at being cats, and they are my favorite things in the whole world. Look at these little idiots being king and queen of recycling mountain! [ed: photo below interview] 

Also, on a real note, there are other similar organizations all over that could use support, but here in my part of South Jersey, the SERV program at the Center for Family Services runs the domestic and sexual violence advocacy programs, and assists victims of human trafficking. I’m a former volunteer with them, and everyone involved in that work is so incredibly compassionate. They provide free counseling, support survivors through the medical exam and reporting process (or through the decision not to report), and they operate a 24-hour hotline and the domestic violence shelters for two counties. Their #1 goal is to believe and trust survivors, and to support whatever they decide is best for them, not to pressure them into any particular course of action (i.e., reporting an assault or filing for a restraining order) and I just think that’s incredibly powerful and helpful.

goromcom: SERV sounds like an important resource and I’m so glad the people of South Jersey have something like that to support them. (Though let’s hope as few people need it as possible.)

Make sure to watch for the GO adaptation of Casanova, coming soon. (And now here’s that pet photo I know everyone was waiting for.)

[salmayarista]

It's after office hour. I'm on a bus, heading out of town, ears are plugged, sun is almost set, tall buildings view is diminishing.

It got me thinking of well... many things.

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First thing first, I miss my silly spouse. Like much haha! Ow I think I owe a story of our roller coaster wedding journey. Will write it later (#fingerscrossed #procrastinator lol). But despite all, we were so very very lucky. Therefore, we are forever grateful. Indeed, He is the best planner of all. :)

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Secondly, I kinda have a mixed feeling.

Petit a petit, l'oiseau fait son nid.

The phrase above literally means "little by little, little bird builds its nest". I guess having a new status indirectly gives us a new responsibility to move out and make a new nest.

I didn't know that I really enjoy my current life. I like my job and kind-hearted friends. I like my morning routine of commuting with my uncle. I like to make my own money. But most of all, I like love being home. I love it when I'm under the same roof with my parents & family. On the contrary, I miss my hubby yet excited to jump on a new adventure.

So yup, when the time comes (hopefully soon.. or not 🤔 #wheneverthebest #la #ya), I will be like a crybaby.

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Last but not least, Jiwa Toast is scrumptious! I just finished munching it (hope the other passengers didn't mind). Well, what can i do? Thinking makes me starving. :b

[dailyaudiobible]

07/07/2020 DAB Transcript

1 Chronicles 4:5-5:17, Acts 25:1-27, Psalms 5:1-12, Proverbs 18:19

Today is the 7th day of July welcome to the Daily Audio Bible I am Brian it is a joy, it is an honor, it is a privilege just to be in your presence today, just to be here to take the next step forward as we gather around the Global Campfire and just let it go. All the stuff that's going on, it's gonna be there in a little while and we can pick it back up and carry on or we can reemerge out of this time with maybe some new perspective and a reminder that we’re not alone, we’re in this together and God will never abandon us. And, so, let's just still ourselves, open our hearts to God's word. We have been spending the last couple of days getting into the book of first Chronicles and we’ve talked about it. We’ve talked about first Chronicles. We’ve talked about genealogical names that we’re reading right now. And we’ll continue to read those names today, but hopefully since we talked about it a little bit yesterday, they'll have some gravity. And soon enough we’ll…we’ll come out of that genealogical section into some of the stories in first Chronicles. We’re also nearing the end of the book of Acts. As we end this week, we will also end the book of Acts. So, let's dive in. First Chronicles chapter 4 verse 5 through 5 verse 17 today. And, we’re reading from English Standard Version this week.

Commentary:

Okay. So, we can see we’re continuing with the genealogies in first Chronicles.

We can see that Paul, even though he's like incarcerated and has lost his freedom he’s still on a missionary journey. It’s just that he's not traveling around. Because he's incarcerated people are coming to him. So, Paul’s testifying and we’ll continue this tomorrow, but Paul’s testifying with a proconsul in charge of the region on behalf of the Romans and a king today. He's sharing the way of Jesus with people that he would scarcely even be able to see much less have a conversation with.

And then we get into the book of Proverbs. So, have you ever been offended in your life? That’s kind of a silly question probably. Have you ever been the offender? Have you ever offended anyone? Which is probably equally a silly question, but what does that feel like? What does it feel like when you are offended and the offender is trying somehow to make things right, but you are still in the steam of the moment? Or what does it feel like when you've done that? Like, you have made an offensive, you’ve said something to your spouse or whatever. And even as the words are spilling out of your lips, your like, “this is not something I should be saying.” And an offense happens, and you want to go and try to make this right, but you can’t because they’re unyielding. “A brother offended” the Proverb says “is more unyielding than a strong city and quarreling is like the bars of a castle.” Couldn't be stated more simply than that, couldn't be more true than that. When we find ourselves locked in an offense, we pull up the castle gates, fill up the moat and become an unyielding strong city. You are not getting in here. Some of this is…is a natural reaction but so often then we do not deal with these offenses. We let some time pass and then maybe there’s just a quick sorry or hug or whatever but the thing is left unresolved and so it's still in there. And offense after offense after offense after offense and building up over time makes us an offended person. We’re very easily offended because we’ve been hurt and not dealt with it for so long. And, so, that begins to become a stew inside of our hearts that begins to bubble and percolate and boil over, all these unresolved things. And then we’re led into all kinds of assumptions because we’re in isolation. And before you know it, we are a very isolated, very resentful unhealthy person. So, you can look at today's proverb and say, “yes, I identify. It’s just simply stating a fact. I don't know exactly what to do about it.” And maybe a natural thing to do is to think that maybe, “well…I just have to be less offensive. Like I’ve gotta have tougher skin and not be so offended.” But actually, it's not that, it's dealing with the offense. Because the proverb is talking about a walled city, castle bars, like a closed…closed off unavailable heart. So, nothing…nothing is flowing. Nothing is coming in and out. There is no flow. Everything is walled off and undealt with. So, maybe the antidote here is humility. Maybe the antidote here if you are the offender is true deep humility. And maybe the move here for the offended is grace. Because we consume the grace of God every single day, every single moment. We depend on the mercy of God and He is depending on us extending that mercy into the world. So, if an offense can lock a person down, right, make them all walled city then imagine what repentance can do. Imagine what loyalty and grace and mercy and love can do. Maybe like Jericho, the walls can come tumbling down.

Prayer:

Father. We acknowledge there's all kinds fences that are broken in our lives - broken relationships, broken stuff. Like, we are broken people and we seek You because there is no way to be restored. We are utterly helpless to change ourselves. And, so we come, and we come believing You will be gracious and merciful, and we come believing that by the power of Your Holy Spirit You will lead us on the narrow path that leads to life. And sometimes the narrow path that leads to life means that we have to humble ourselves under the mighty hand of God. And sometimes it means that we have to repent. Sometimes it means that we have to deal with things that are making us all walled city. And, so, whether we are the offender or the offended, because the truth is, we can identify on both sides of this coin. None of us are just perpetually offended, but we do know offending. We are all guilty and we all understand what's going on here. And, so, we invite Your Holy Spirit to help us deal with some of this so that the walls can come down, so that life can happen. And, so, Father when we offend, let us be humble. Let us first seek restoration and reconciliation in all humility. And when we are the offended help us Father to extend grace and mercy because it's not gonna be that long before we need it to be extended to us. Come Holy Spirit we pray. In the name of Jesus we ask. Amen.

Announcements:

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And today is the 7th of July so I’m probably talking to a lot of you who are out walking, out on a long walk just kinda getting into your day with God, taking that long walk and drinking in the beauty of nature, just getting eyes to see, like to look differently to become aware that life is happening all around us and we were unaware because we were so busy or we were so full of anxiety or fear or whatever. But this is like a reprieve from that, just a break from that, a re-centering, a time to just pour out our hearts, a time to be still and know that He is God, time to listen for His leading and direction as we…you know…as we’re here, like pretty, pretty close to the dead center of the year. And, so, first half of the year has had its trials and it's been weird and strange, but now we’re heading into the second half of the year and what is that supposed to look like. And, so, that's really what the long walk is all about. And, so, I'm with you. I'm on the same journey and doing the same thing. And every year it's so meaningful to just have one day to let it go and ask our Father…like show me how to aim myself, give me the north star and I can follow when it gets so crazy because it's been so crazy. Show me where I should head so that I don't get off to the left or off to the right, so that I'm not off in the weeds off the narrow path that leads to life. Show me what I need to know. And I love that He does, and He loves us and that He walks with us when just slow it all down and get comfortable in His presence. So, enjoy your time.

I’ve been mentioning this new resource that released today at midnight. So, it's available now. It’s called Heart, a contemplative journey. And I thought, after creating all this, I thought this is really…in our community here, this is this is perfect for the long walk because it gets the conversation going. It's like a guided prayer and then music plays over us as we invite God into all of the different emotions that…that this project contains and lot of the different emotions that we've all been feeling. So, it just kind of gets us into that place where we can then…ahh…relax and be with God on this long walk. So, you can find this project and download it today. It's all available in the iTunes store or in the Google Play store. You search for Hearts, a contemplative journey or you can search for my name and it should come up. And it's here to accompany us for part…for part of the journey, for part of the day, for a little part of the day to kind of, like I said, move us into the space that we need to be in to just enjoy fellowship with God. And, so, that's available and is a…is a great accompaniment to the long walk. So, check that out.

And those of you who are all over the world to doing your long walks, wherever it is that you went, wherever it is that you are, out in nature, out in beauty, just snap a picture, maybe you want to shoot a little video and post that to…like as a comment to the Daily Audio Bible Facebook page, which is facebook.com/dailyaudiobible and then we will post them up on the page and just watch as the day unfolds and look at all the different little windows into each other's lives. And over the next day or two it's just a beautiful thing to see. So, looking forward to that like every year.

And, so, yeah, I know we've already prayed, but let me pray over our long walk. Jesus it's simple. We’re slowing down the world and stepping away from the world that we’re in but not of and becoming aware that we’re not of it. But this world that You have created is magnificent and Your presence is permeating it all. And, so, come Jesus as we spend this time with You getting reacquainted with the lover of our soul. We love You. Be in and among and through and above and beneath and around us. Give us direction and clarity for the second half of this year we pray. In Your precious name, we ask. Amen.

Song:

In the Garden – Marvin Sapp

I come to the garden alone While the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear falling on my ear The Son of God discloses

He speaks and the sound of His voice Is so sweet that the birds they hush their singing And the melody that He sends to me Within my heart is still ringing

And, and He walks with me And He talks with me And He tells me that I am His own

And the joy we share as we tarry, tarry there None other has ever, ever known None other has ever, ever known

None other has ever known None other has ever known None other has ever known