#Dear Lord i see what you have done for other fandoms

[maximura]

[bronx-bomber87]

Hello amazing fandom and happy Wednesday :) Episode 3 off we go! So grateful to have my happy place back. To be able to do these first impressions. I love not knowing a single thing about this season really. Rachel being in the recap blew my mind. Like what?! Love the shock. Had zero clue she would be here this season. Let us get started.

7x03 Out of Pocket

We hit the ground running in this ep. Grey yelling at them to come to his office in front of the entire bullpen.... Lucy calling him the troublemaker we all know he is this year. heh Also he is one perpetually now thanks to you my dear. Brought out his playful side long ago. It’s been here to stay ever since. Love Tim replying it’s a fair assumption. Not fighting her on this even a little bit. It's fantastic.

Will say I love how Tim naturally jumps on the grenade for her. Old habits die hard. Or never die at all…Lucy isn’t here for it though. Still a little bristly (rightfully so.) Also I'm sure she thinks it isn't a good look that he does. Commenting she doesn’t need him to protect her. Grey is bemused by them and their flirty fight, but does have to rein them in because of course he does. LOL You can tell he’s happy they’re acting this way even if it's driving him nuts.

Tim jumps into apology mode. Not wanting to ruffle her feathers. It truly is a hair trigger response from him to shield her. He can't help it. Like breathing for him. Grey basically calling them out for their work flirt. ‘A weird itch they need to scratch’ heh I mean it is. Their version of foreplay let's be honest. Lucy seems quite embarrassed he has pointed this out.

Tim on the other hand....He is cheeky af in this dressing down of their's. ‘We didn’t put any money on it.’ With a big ole smirk on his face haha Oh my lord. No shame in the game for him. Who are you and what have you done with Tim Bradford?

Lucy is taking it seriously af. Where this goob to her left is cracking jokes and what not. Her face kills me. Like what are you doing? Do love seeing him be lighter and not so serious about everything. It’s delightful. Therapy is doing him wonders truly. Now Lucy isn’t as airy as he is but that’s ok ha

Tim you so cute apologizing and saying why he tried to protect her. Needing to defend why he did as such. That, if they were going to go down, should be him, since it was his idea after all. Lucy is much kinder outside of Grey’s office though. Saying she said yes to the whole thing. So it's just as much on her as it is him.

Do adore her jumping right back into it with wanting to finish this out. That they still have time. This way they can check each others methods. Lucy continuing the work flirt of their's. I am down. The smiles on these goobers I cannot. Lucy’s face when he walks away. My goodness you still love that man. *happy sigh * I love these idiots.

Rachel out of nowhere. Oh my lord. Do love these recalls to previous season's we're getting this year I have to say. Characters and all. Seems like they’ve kept in touch. First thing I thought was wondering about that. I had questions running through my head at her return. Like she must know Lucy dated Tim? Does she know how madly in love she was with him? (and still is...)

Sucks N.Y. chewed her up and spit her back out. Man it’s a trip to see her. From another life. Truly. S2 feels like it was eons ago. They were much different people back then. When Rachel said she hadn't contacted Lucy in 6 months....Knew that meant she didn't know of the emotional horror our girl went through.

Thus begins the digging up of wounds that have yet to heal. Detective exam and Tim..... Oooh boy. The two pillars that nearly broke her. Kinda glad for her asking about it in a way. I wanna see where Lucy truly is emotionally right now. Been having a feeling it's not great under the surface.

The fact Lucy is now trauma dumping shows she isn’t ok. Which of course she isn’t. She had a trio of trauma last season. Between detective, Tim and Tamara. The way Lucy says Tim broke up with her…. Ugh my heart. A wound that hasn’t healed for this fandom either. It's not going till until this is hashed out and reconciled.

‘Screw him. He’s an idiot right?’ *sigh* I mean a good response for Rachel though. It's what you say to a friend going through that. ‘It’s all for the best…’ Is it though? Oh my girl still wanna hug you and make you better. That has not gone away since 6x07.

Tim comes up not expecting his past to be standing there. He pulls out the Sanford Smile we haven't seen in awhile lol The one where he's clearly uncomfortable and his smile isn't reaching his eyes. You can tell he is confused and slightly unsettled. I mean they didn't end on the best terms after she started her life in N.Y. Now here she is in the station next to his girl. What a trip for him.

‘She ghosted me.' 'Yeah that’s her thing…’ We never did see what happened there. She was all in for long distance then she was gone just like that. Tim did a good job pretending he was happy to see her. The Oscar goes to you my love.

Poor Ridley is shaking in his boots. On edge waiting for a 'Tim test.' But he was prepped by Lucy in a way Tim wasn't expecting. Seth has his 'I’ve been shot answer.' right away. Too quickly really. Tim is sus af. Grilling him if Lucy warned him? It does explain why he was looking out the windshield as they were driving LOL Tim asking what else she told him?

Oh my word she recited chunks of her trauma training to Seth. Majority of her s1 ones at that. Except for the flour bomb. I’m dying. These call backs to s1-s2 are making me giddy to no end I have to say. She really dug in their archive to tell him about Wrigley. I'm laughing so hard. Tim is shaking his head so hard and I’m cackling. Playing dirty Lucy….’Ok I just have to get more inventive.’ He is not pleased LMAO Legit undermined him.

Texas instantly putting his foot in his mouth with Lucy. I was wondering if he thought be easier with Lucy. Or he thought he could charm his way into her being lenient. But he has never met Lucy Chen....Learns quickly how much that was not going to fly with her. I love Lucy putting him in his place immediately about 'darlin.’ That isn't going to stand for even a second with her. She makes sure he knows that.

The banter is PRIMO when Tim arrives. We get to see protective Tim arrive on scene again with Miles. I love it. Lucy doesn’t stop him this time. Knowing Texas needs it from both barrels if it's going to stick with him. But mainly I just love Tim immediately not having it with that shit for her. Any bravado remaining is squashed by Tim calling Penn 'Darlin' hehe

This is a mini moment that made very happy. You defend her Tim! Immediately protected his girl from Grey’s clutches about the rookies not listening. Gimme. I'll take this all damn day. That innate reaction to protect her is deeply ingrained in this man. I love it so much I could cry. Lucy once again not stopping him. Appreciative he has her back in this moment. The little things is how we inch our way back.

Poor Lucy so worried this will be another black mark against her career. Regardless of who won this is a loss for them. Adore Tim being positive with her. Saying as long as they don’t fire them, they have a chance to turn them around. Make them into good cops if given that chance. Love this. Look at Tim being the positive one. Only for his girl. Lucy looking to him for answers makes me happy. Asking what their chances really are? ‘Slim to none….’ Heh helpful babe real helpful.

It is nice to see Lucy catch up with Rachel. This is an ally we forgot she had. One that was far away in N.Y. So it's nice they get to reconnect. Not only that but be very mature about it. Especially about Tim. Celina getting a history lesson on the side is a hilarious bonus. lmao Frigging adored Rachel's 'Well yeah.' Like of course we would be friends still. Emotional maturity. Love to see it.

I love love love Rachel seeing Tim and Lucy were the better match. Rather than her and Tim. Doesn't even hesitate to bring that up in their convo. I said it many times in my s2 reviews. Forever grateful for the path she set Tim on. She was his first post divorce relationship. A Lucy 2.0 to get him ready for his soulmate.

Rachel is the fandom when she makes her comment about their break up. Trust me Rachel none of us expected the emotional devastation that was last year….it’s been 9 months and I’m still not over it tbh. Idk I'll be over it until they have reconciled. It's the gut punch none of us have really recovered from.

Lucy just breaking my heart all over again. Saying she made all these moves for them to be together. Only for it to blow up in her face. *sad sigh* You sure did.... Our boy has A LOT to make up for. That it taught her to just focus on her career. I mean I truly hoping that is the case this season for her. That we can some true clarity for her career. Nothing I want more (other than a reunion.) ‘No more messy station romances.' Sure sure mmhmm....

Those boys are LUCKY. They are trending online in a positive way or their asses would be grass. The defiance cannot be overlooked. I love Tim/Lucy standing next to each other as they back Grey. The little things I love so much. Forever in awe of insane amount of physical chemistry they have just standing next to one another.

The lack of personal space never a thing with them. It makes me happy to see it. Post 6x06 the physical distance could be FELT between them in every scene till 6x09. Felt like the Grand Canyon for awhile. So this is so nice to behold. Once again the little things that make me so happy. We're on the slow road to healing.

I wanna get into this scene and what it represents to me. I did always wonder what happened between them. After 2x20 she just fell off never to be heard from again. So this was nice to get. Tim can claim he didn't need closure but he did. This scene is an olive branch from Rachel to Tim. Just like when Isabel came back in 5x20. The return meant to be a healing one. Nothing more. Took guts for her to do this. If she wants back in Lucy's life Tim comes with that. Breakup or not. She knows this. Best to smooth this over before she can rebuild her life.

Do I find Rachel a threat? No. No I don't. Why you ask? Because this isn't 13th grade. These are grown ass adults. This isn't a H.S. or Teen drama. Just because she came back doesn't mean trouble for Chenford. Hell the woman even said Lucy was the better fit for him. One of the biggest complaints I saw last season was Lucy's support system. Someone who was in it has returned. This is a wonderful thing for Lucy. A win she so deserves. I just wanted to be the voice of reason in case anyone the fandom was worried with this scene.

That man could not be more in love with Lucy Chen if he tried. And vice versa. He is kind and courteous with Rachel. To me, mainly because post-therapy, Tim can see when someone is trying to make amends. Hell it's what he's trying to achieve everyday with Lucy. Also like to note it's not his mega watt Lucy smile. That is reserved only for his girl. But it is a 'second chance' smile. Like Lucy stated earlier in the ep. A second chance is a clean slate. This is just that if she is going to be in Lucy's life again. I'll be intrigued if she makes another appearance or not. We shall see. Every ep we are one step closer to them healing some more. I cannot wait to see what 7x04 brings.

As always. Thank you to the amazing readers I have. Your likes, comments and reblogs mean everything to me. Truly comment away I love it. As long as its respectful I adore chatting about this season as we go along. Shall see you all next week :)

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Side notes

Tim being the cold open. And breaking through Nolan's security system. I cackled so hard. Then is a sexy beast leaning against his bookcase. Pops a soda. Never wanted to be a can so much before.... ‘That’ll owe you two more Lakers tickets.’ LOL I love this man.

Poor Wes is gonna implode. Every time he hears that detectives name he shudders. Losing it a little more each time.

With the ladies saying let nature take its course with Jason. HA I'm with them. But of course Nolan being a boring boy scout won’t do it that way.

Anyone else think it’s weird Nolan doesn’t wear his wedding ring? I would hate if Tim didn’t wear his after their wedding.

Also going without backup after this guy. Like this man hasn’t learned at all from his mistakes. Do you not remember s2 you dope? Balian's reunion was as lackluster as they are. Welcome back Bailey. I did not miss you madam sorry ha

[sunnyie-eve]

9. For One Night

Fandom: House of the Dragon

Series: Devious Opportunity

Pairing: (Aegon II Targaryen x Cousin! OFC Targaryen!)

Word Count: 1.5k

Notes: Incest, Aemond being an ass, talk about sex

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For the family dinner, it was quite awkward in the beginning before Viserys joined them. The table was split when it came to talking to each other. The greens talked only to themselves like the blacks were. When Viserys came in everyone stood at their chairs before sitting. Luckily for Aegon and Celeste they sat next to each other because Jace switched spots with her.  They just knew they had to act a bit so Alicent and Otto wouldn't do or say anything.

"How good it is... to see you all tonight... together." Viserys says looking at everyone at the table.

After praying they toast to the celebration of the boys and girls being betrothed and Luke being future Lord of the Tides. "Jace, you do know how the act is done, I assume? If not you can ask either of us." Aegon decides to joke leaning across Celeste, "I can teach you how to get her moa-," 

Celeste smacks his leg under the table, "Knock it off." She gives him a look.

"I'm just having fun."

"I don't need to hear about you two. I really don't." Jace whispers back to him and Aegon laughs.

Celeste still gives him a look as he tries to stop his laughing, "You are so childish." She shakes his head at him trying not to smile.

Viserys starts to stand up so everyone looks at him, "It both gladdens my heart and fills me with sorrow to see these faces around the table. The faces most dear to me in all the world... yet grown so distant from each other... in the years past." He sighs so Aegon takes Celeste's hand under the table. "My own face...is no longer a handsome one... if indeed it ever was. But tonight, I wish you to see me as I am. Not just a king but your father. Your brother. Your husband... Your uncle and your grandsire." Viserys says then adds for them to please just get along for his sake.

Rhaenyra stands up next to raise her cup to Alicent for taking care of Viserys after all this time and apologizes. Alicent thanks her and says they have more in common than they think. She then stands up raising her cup telling her she'll make a fine queen.

Everyone drinks and Otto keeps his eyes on the two he wants to keep apart from each other, "I want to tell my father." Aegon whispers turning his head slightly towards Celeste. 

She chokes on her drink a bit, "Are you insane?" She asks and Jace sees Otto and Aemond looking at the two so he stands up to raise his glass to get their attention off them. 

"To Prince Aegon and Prince Aemond. We have not seen each other in years, but I have fond memories of our shared youth. And as men, I hope we may yet be friends and allies. To you and your family's good health, dear uncles."

Next to stand was Helaena with a little toast to the ones betrothed saying it's not bad because in her case Aegon ignores her but she knows theirs will be better. "And to Celeste, I hope our daughters can become close in time." She smiles then sits back down. 

Aegon stands up with his cup looking around, "To my nephews, I wish the best for you both in your marriages and futures. I at times think back to the memories we share. And to Celeste, " He looks at her so she looks up at him, "I'm glad to see you are doing well. It feels like just yesterday you were getting on me for being a pain in your ass. I wish you and your daughters the best." He drinks.

Once the music starts Jace gets up asking Helaena to dance and she accepts. On the way to the center of the room, she stops going to grab Celeste to join them. As the three playfully dance around Aegon turns around to look at them, well mostly Celeste. She sees him so she smiles over at him making he turn around to see Otto looking at him. 

Celeste leaves the two walking over to Aegon putting her hand out to him, "Don't embarrass me now." She smiles so he gets up taking her hand spinning her around.

"What happened to not wanting me to get in trouble with them?" He asks as they dance.

"I think we can get away with it since the King wants us all to get along." 

"You know, you are right." He smiles picking her up and spinning around.

As the two continue to dance and chat, Alicent looks over at them feeling guilty for making Aegon unhappy all this time. While watching, a handmaid walks in with the girls saying Dahlia had been screaming for her mother which made Astraea start to cry. Celeste takes them and her, Jace, Aegon and Helaena play with the two of them.

Suddenly it hits Alicent as she watches them all. If Jace wasn't the father who was? Celeste wasn't married to anyone or betrothed. That meant the twins were bastards and they were Aegon's daughters. The way he looked at them was completely different from the way he looked at Jaehaera. 

At the same time, Viserys was looking around just happy to have his family with him. As his eyes landed on Celeste dancing with Dahlia and Aegon danced with Astraea. Yesterday she came by introducing the girls to him and he thought they were the cutest things. And now seeing the way how his son looked at them he knew the truth. It's the same look he had given Rhaenyra many many years ago when she was born. 

Not feeling very well the guards help Viserys out of the room but he asks for Aegon first outside the room, "Don't lose her again...Don't let them go. For your dear old father...be happy with them." He says before leaving Aegon alone.

He looks over at Celeste going to take a seat at the table with the girls but Dahlia leaves her lap going to Luke wanting to be held. As Aegon takes his seat, Astraea, on her mothers lap, tugs on his sleeve. As he looks at her way he sees Luke chuckle at the pig on the table thinking back and it pisses Aemond off.

"Final tribute. To the health of my nephews: Jace... Luke... and Joffrey. Each of them...handsome, wise..." He paused and a few knew where he was going with it, "Strong."

"Aemond," Alicent says his name.

"Let us drain our cups to these three..." He raises his cup and Aegon raises his cup too but then puts it down with the next part, "Strong boys." He smiles, "And Celeste," He looks at her then at Aegon, "Luckily little Dahlia and Astraea will never know their drunk father truly."

That makes all hers, Aegon's, Rhaenyra's, Daemon's, and Alicent's jaws drop surprised he brought the twins into this as well now.

"I dare you to say that again." Jace speaks up, "And leave her daughters out of it." 

"Why? Twas only a compliment. And I can toast to my little," Jace punches Aemond causing Luke to jump up passing Dahlia to Rhaena but Aegon jumps up to stop him holding him back. 

"That's enough!" Alicent yells as Celeste rushes over to Dahlia, who starts to cry and Astraea starts as well, due to the sudden commotion.

The guards step in holding Jace and Luke back while Aegon moves to check on Dahlia. She moves from her mother to Aegon holding onto his leg slowing her crying down.

"Though it seems my nephews aren't quite as proud of theirs. Nor do they want the truth out about Dahlia and Astraea." Aemond turns to face the others.

Jace tries to rush at him and Celeste does the same after giving Aegon Astraea to hold, "Keep their names out of your mouth!" She shouts at him.

"You learned from the best." He smiles at her so she slaps him across the face and Daemon moves her back. She walks back over taking Astraea back as she reaches for her.

Rhaenyra tells everyone to go to their chambers so they leave and Aegon picks up Dahlia helping Celeste out. Otto rolls his eyes as they leave then Alicent walks over to Rhaenyra. "I think it's best if we get back to Dragonstone."

"You've only just arrived." Alicent takes her hand. Rhaenyra says let her take the children home then will come back alone on dragon back. "It's true, right? The girls being Aegon's?"

Rhaenyra nods her head, "He had snuck away to see her and they had a night together before she told him to move on." She tells her the truth, "You son loves my cousin, Alicent. I wish you could have seen that years ago." It was Alicent's turn to nod her head before Rhaenyra walks off.

[whoreforfictionaloldermen]

Lord milori x reader

This is the first chapter if you like it I’ll post the others but giving it a go first hope you like it!

Fandom: tinkerbell

Description: You are a fairy that was born of 3 seasons summer spring and autumn. One day you go to the winter woods and meet the Lord of winter but will you get a happy ending or will it turn out the way everyone would expect?

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I was doing my classes with Queen clarion. You see I have a mixture of 3 seasons. Autumn, summer and spring very unusual yes but all the while it happened anyway. And because of this Queen clarion thought it would be good for me to one day take over pixi hollow. As Queen.

I wasn't sure how to feel about this to be honest. I mean. I was honored. But you may think that I still have to do what the other fairies do. While that is true I also have to take classes on how to rule each season. And do work around pixi hollow I didn't really have time to myself.

You see my time table is:

Classes with the minister of autumn then work

The next day

Classes with the minister of spring then work

Next day

Classes with the minister of summer then work

Next day

Classes with Queen clarion then work

And then it goes back to the beginning. But there's one day after my classes that I don't have anything planned. A day for me. Tomorrow is that day.

*next day*

The minute I woke up I jumped out of bed put clothes on and flew as fast as possible away from the tree. I didn't want to be asked to hang out or to help with work because I needed time to myself and besides fawn is taking the animals across the border today and I wanna go help.

You see queen clarion said that fawn and one other person can go across just to take the animals its always me because I love helping her. I got to the border and saw fawn waiting for me.

"hey fawn" I said as I walked up behind her. She jumped and turned around.

"gosh Y/N don't do that!" she said loudly as I laughed. She's too easy.

" can we take them nowww!!" I said getting excited. She giggled and smiled at me.

"sure Y/N. Let's go"

As we crossed the border I remembered how cold it was. As we were walking to where the winter fairies usually are we dropped off the animals and while fawn was talking to one of the winter fairies I decided to walk around.

I always did this so fawn just waited for me to return when she was done talking.

As I was walking through the winter woods I bumped into someone and fell backwards.

"oh gosh in so sorry I wasnt looking where I was going" I said looking down.

"oh it's alright no harm done" a deep and quite cute voice said. I looked up and was met with the most beautiful brown eyes. He put his hand out to help me up and I took it getting up. I then realised. He was the Lord of winter. 'oh god' I thought to myself.

"I-I'm extremely s-sorry my lord" I said as I bowed slightly. I was always taught to be polite. He put a hand on my shoulder and I lifted my head reluctantly feeling my cheeks burn as they went red.

"no need to be sorry my dear. It happens to everyone" he said smiling sweetly. 'oh my his smile is gorgeous' I thought as I felt my cheeks redden even more.

I smiled at him and nodded slightly. He then began to speak again.

"what's a warm fairy like you doing in the winter woods may I ask?" he said in a gentle tone.

"I was bringing the animals over with a friend and I wanted to walk around for a bit. The cold doesn't affect my wings you see so I'm aloud." I said finally not stuttering. He continued to smile.

"how about I take you back to your friend?" he said offering his hand once he got onto his owl. I blushed even more and took his hand.

"thank you my lord" I said still trying to be polite.

"please call me milori" he said as we took off.

"oh no I couldn't. I've always been taught to be polite to new Lords I meet." I said being a little less polite then usual but still very polite all the same. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at me.

"taught?" he said in a confused tone.

"yes lord milori. I was chosen by Queen clarion to take over once she retires and because of this I have to take classes with the ministers." I said using his name but still being polite. He nodded but turned back to me.

"I still insist you call me milori. Please you do not need to use Lord around me" he said smiling again. I smiled at him as I put my hands on his shoulders.

"as you wish milori" once I said that his smile grew and it made my heart flutter. 'snap out of it Y/N you cannot fall for him already you just met and he's a lord!' I thought to myself.

As we got back to fawn she looked at me and smiled.

"ready to go Y/N?" she said still smiling. I nodded and I said by to milori and walked towards the border.

"when did you get all friendly with the Lord of winter?" she teased as she nudged me and winked. I rolled my eyes at her.

"don't get me started" I said laughing and she laughed as well. I knew my life was going to be pretty interesting from this point forward.

[viridianevergarden]

I’m sick and tired of hearing these:

“Elain will come around”

“Lucien deserves someone too”

“They’re mated”

“They’ll get along eventually”

Please.

These arguments are literally the most popular arguments that I see all the time in nearly every comment section about them.

Perhaps it’s me being overdramatic or in general a bit of a hot take but I feel like the people who say this have a little 🤏 internalized misogyny.

Like imagine genuinely feeling uncomfortable around somebody who you’re match made with and people continue to debate over whether or not you should “come around” just because the man deserves it.

Just because your dear Lulu deserves it?

It really rubs me the wrong way. What about Elain’s wants? What about her feelings? Her thoughts? As if her body language wasn’t obvious enough of a tell tale sign of her discomfort. Not to mention the fact that Lucien is also uncomfortable around her.

Moreover, regarding my thoughts on Lucien:

I also feel like the same people who say these things are the ones who truly glorify Lucien and think him to be some innocent puppy or just an all around good guy.

Do we not remember the fact that he enabled Tamlin’s abusive tendencies by doing nothing for Feyre? Do we not remember that he tracked Feyre down like some hunting dog to get her back because (mainly) Tamlin wanted her back? (Even then, it was all about Tamlin rather than Feyre, the one actually suffering the most.)

Lucien’s eye widened slightly. “We need to get out of here. Tamlin’s been—he hasn’t been himself. I’ll take you right to—” “No,” I breathed (ACOMAF, ch 47).

All about Tamlin.

I understand Tamlin saved his life. I understand that Tamlin means a lot to Lucien. They’ve been friends for centuries. I get it. But his constant “I’ll try to talk to him” wasn’t enough. I feel like Lucien should’ve been the bigger person in that situation with Feyre. She literally begged him for help.

“I begged you,” I said, the words sharp and breathless. “I begged you so many times to help me, to get me out of the house, even for an hour. And you left me alone, or shoved me into a room with Ianthe, or told me to stick it out.” (ACOMAF, ch 47).

He knew and recognized the fact that Feyre was actively wasting away under Tamlin’s discretion yet he chose to stand by because Tamlin is his friend and a High Lord. It’s honestly no better than kicking an already downed man.

Not to mention the fact that he compared Elain to his dead ex lover? And questions if Elain is even worth the attention or attempt to bond with? If she is even worth risking his life for just to get to the Night Court after betraying Tamlin? (Not very mate-like behavior). Kind of shitty if you ask me.

Lucien isn’t an amazing person, just as everyone else in the book. No one’s a 100% good guy in ACOTAR. But some actions (or rather inactions) are justifiable just as some others are not.

So all this talk about “Lucien deserves love too” while Elain is merely treated as a prop for him because he deserves love and not her too is utterly ridiculous. It’s gotten to the point where I neglect looking into ACOTAR comment sections lol.

Now with all of this being said, I don’t hate Lucien. I don’t love him either. He’s just there for me. There’s plenty wrong that he’s done just as anyone else. I just wish people would stop babying him and glorifying him as if he’s some saint. He deserves better than that.

And most of all, Elain deserves better treatment too. But then again, people in this fandom are ✨delusional✨ and close minded so I don’t think that may happen. Especially not until Elain’s book release.

Rant over.

[lucigoo]

Weekly Roundup: 1st October - 31st October

So,this will be the last "monthly" roundup, as opposed to the weekly ones I will be getting back innto Sorry and tbank you all for bearing with me <3

In October, I worte 15 fics with a combined word count of 41,044 words

As always, recs first and then the last large attack of my own fics lol

my love, take care of yourself - littleoldrachel - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling (Sirius/Remus, ngl, I thinik @littleoldrachel is one of my fav Wolfstar writers, there isnt any Wolfstar fics of theires I dont adore)

Summary: In which Remus is a single dad and finds himself falling for Teddy's cute college lecturer.

used my best colours for your portrait - littleoldrachel - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling (SiriusRemus, please mind the tags. But, as oyu can tell, my point stands from before lol 🙈)

Summary: Remus didn’t know that his home was different from other people’s: a side effect of having no friends for the first 12 years of his life, coupled with an affliction that (should have) made that a lifelong endurance.

Is it wrong that he longs for such obliviousness now?

thin white lies - wotcherremus - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling - (Sirius/Remus, texting Au, they are at Skeggy all (aka seaside holiday destination for working class people in England lol))

Summary: While on a weekend away with his friends, Sirius Black accidently texts the wrong number.

The number belonging to famous actor, Remus Lupin.

When Sirius is invited by an old school friend to attend a cast party for a TV show Remus is in, will Remus continue to keep his identity a secret?

Text Talk - merlywhirls - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling (Sirius/Remus, this one doesnt need much introduction for Wolfstar texting au fans im sure)

Summary: Sirius is in boarding school, Remus is in hospital, and they don't know each other until Sirius texts the wrong number.

Thirty Minutes to Change Your Life - SunnyRose - The Hobbit - All Media Types (Bilbo/Thorin, aother wonderful addition to the fandom by @sunnyrosewritesstuff!)

Summary: Thorin overhears a conversation in a bar that makes him think Bilbo is considering suicide. Bilbo just thinks Thorin is hitting on him when he asks for 'thirty minutes to change his life'.

Dear Thorin - Dimity Blue (Arnie) - The Hobbit - All Media Types (Bilbo/Thorin, this is one of my fav crack fics through any fadom its bloody brilliant, and hilarious!)

Summary: In which Dáin Ironfoot, Lord of the Iron Hills, shows he has more sense than his cousin, Thorin Oakenshield, King Under the Mountain, especially where a certain Hobbit is concerned.

As always, I hope you enjoy and share the love with any of the fics and authors that catch your attention!

Now my fics, ngl, im going to be glad when these larger posts are done!

Through the mists: Erebor calls us home (Bilbo/Thorin, written for the amazing prompts from @mrkida-art for Dwarrowtober)

Summary: The Company are atop of the Carrock, and there, through the mists, for the first time in over 150 years, Thorin, and the others, see home, they see their mountain.

The Mountain's call is louder than my sister's cries (Gen fic, Thorin & Dis, and other prompt from Dwarrowtober)

Summary: Thorin is about to set out to ask Dain and the other dwarven clans for aid in liberating Erebor from the dragon. Before that, he has to say goodbye to Dis, his beloved baby sister.

Dis is a daughter of Durin, and Oin isnt the only one in the family with foresight and she does not have a good feeling about this quest at all.

Durins endure! (Gen fic, Young Thorin and Company, another Dwarrowtober prompt)

Summary: It is the first Durins day after the battle of Azanulbizar. After their losses, as a clan, as a people, as a family.

What is left of the longbeards have to keep going, they have to survive this next harsh winter still reeling from their losses.

What coice does Thorin have, what choice does his people have. After all, they are Durins, and Durins endure.

Tea for Two:Even if they can't see you (Bilbo/Thorin, written for the @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt - Invisible Guests)

Summary: It is time for tea, and Bilbo demands his table set for two. Between that and the one sided convrsations he is having, his elven friends are worried about him.

A faunt, two dwarflings and their Uncles (Bilbo/Thorin, halloween fluff to prove to the Bagginshield Book Club thatI CAN write a whole fluffy fic lmao!)

Summary: Bilbo takes his nephew and ward Frodo to a haloween party at the community center. There he meets two little boys dressed as dwarflings and their handsome Uncle who was also a fellow casualty of the Tolkien fandom.

It's Time to Go Home Little Hobbit (BilboThorin, Bilbo & Frodo, a fic written for the Bagigshieldtober 2024 prompts from @acorn-and-oakleaves)

Summary: Bilbo left his husband and his mountain to return to the Shire for the first time in decades. he went back to claim Frodo and bring the lost, little hobbit back to Erebor where he will have an instant family who adroes him already, even though none have met him.

If only it was that simple.

The Family of the Bride is an Empty Space (Gen fic, Thorin & Dis, another prompt from the Dwarrowtober prompts.)

Summary: It is Dis' wedding day. Thorin should be happy, he is happy for her but he is finding it hard to smile when there are so many people missing who should be here, when they are in a borrowed mountain that isn't there.

No matter what though, he will smile, for Dis, the last of his family.

Well I wasn't expecting that (Bilbo/Thorin, written for @flashfictionfridayofficial's prompt - Full moon frenzy)

Summary: Thorin's new boyfriend has been acting oddly over the last few days, not enough to alarm him, but enough to intrigue him. With the full moon shining down on them as they snuggle, maybe he will find out why.

Would You Love Me If I Killed Them All For You? (Sirius/Remus, writte after a few convefsations with my beloved @brandileigh2003 about how Wolfstar wouldbe the perfect murder husbands!)

Summary: Sirius has learnt where Dumbledore has been sending Remus, back to the packs he despises. Using his as bait to lure out Greyback. The monster of Remus' nightmares.

Sirius can not, will not stand by and let htis happen, let Remus be used like this. No matter what he has to do to stop it, to keep hi Moony safe.

Harry and the oddly supportive notes (Harry/Draco, written for the Trick 4 treat fest)

Summary: Harry struggled to furfill an order for his muggle to magical object shop. In a bout of pain, he sent an unprofessional letter back explaining his grief. SInce then he has recieved oddly supportive, anonymous letter. Ones that made him feel better about everything in his life.

Or they did until they suddenly stopped coming, causing Harry to hafe to find the note sender himself.

We're Co-Grandpa's Geralt! (Geralt/Jaksier, written for another amazing propt from @thedemonofcat. It also has an inspired by fic - Jaskier's Prayer - fannishliss so please feel free to check that out! )

Summary: To everyone's surprise, Roach and Pegasus somehow managed to come together and produce a foal.

Geralt, naturally, is thrilled about the baby horse, while Jaskier gleefully announces that he and Geralt are now co-grandpas.

Love them like crazy (Bilbo/Thorin, Kili/Taurial, Older Bagignshield and Thorin is king scmoop under the moutain, even in a moden AU!)

Summary: Kili needs advice and the only person he can think to ask his uncle, his uncle who may look mean and gruff, but who is the biggest softy when it comes to his husband Bilbo.

Maybe Thorin can help settle Kili's nerves After all, he and Bilbo have aways made it work.

Wolves and wishes (Sirius/Remus, also written for the Trick 4 treat fest!)

Summary: Remus wants the best for his boy, after all, he has to go through life with a werewolf father, in a world that still hates Remus for what he is, war hero or not.

Enter one Sirius Black, best friend extrodinare, but what if Sirius wants more?

The 31st (Regulus/James, background Sirius/Remus, please mind the tags, My (un)happy Halloween fic gift for you all <3)

Summary: It had been a year since James' car accident A year where Regulus had almsot left everything worth living for At least he still had James and Harry, right?

And thats us all wrapped up for now. I hope there was something for you all to read, both in my fics and in others. Take care all <3

[waitmyturtles]

THE MORNING AFTER: ONLY FRIENDS, EPISODE 10 EDITION -- WHEN THE HOES CAN'T CATCH A BREAK

I wrote about the hoes yesterday in response to my reaction to the Atom/Boston scandal. But really, my thoughts on hoes not being able to catch breaks in Only Friends, I think, extends to.... maybe to this entire show itself.

I thought yesterday's episode was fantastic. The acting was SPARKLING. I finally felt like I appreciated having both First and Khaotung acting together. Good LORD, Khaotung. The scene in Sand's apartment, the wailing meditation in the rehab triage. Khaotung out-Gaipa'ed himself. Utterly amazing, and First rose to the occasion as well. I also thought Book carried himself more strongly than I had seen in previous episodes -- him and Force carried their tension well in this episode.

But I wrote to @lurkingshan yesterday -- maybe typifying myself as an international fan -- that I feel a little unsettled about the direction of where this show is either going, and/or where I thought this show was going to go.

In my ask to Shan, I indicated that through ALL of the preliminary material we had available to us about OF, from the initial promos, to Jojo and team interacting on social media, the actors and the entire artistic team dropping hints -- that I had a relatively strong sense of where this show was going.

I will be honest and selfish! I was particularly excited about a potential vision from Jojo et al that having lots of sex on the part of an individual would be a decision that would possibly NOT be judged by others. I was damn excited about potentially seeing a meditation on that. It was certainly a vibe that had been easily reached in Jojo's early work in Gay OK Bangkok.

Shan wrote in her answer to me (thank you, dear friend!) that so much has shaped and likely changed the trajectory of Only Friends from its original gestation to the current editing process. This includes observations made by Jojo et al about how the fandoms have spoken about the show on social media.

Our amazing mutual, @bengiyo Sensei, went even further in separate conversation with Shan, noting even more of the various factors that have likely impacted the original vision of this show as had been proposed to us in the fandom last fall. Ben notes that the process of a show changing trajectory within its airing time is common practice. Both Shan and Ben did not hesitate to note that the presence of the shipped pairs of FirstKhao and ForceBook -- and the influence of the large fandoms surrounding these two pairs -- has very likely impacted the Only Friends storylines, to the extent of possibly demanding that the show have more linear, monogamous, and romantic stories and conclusions than were originally expected (at least, as expected from fans like myself, who were already familiar with the boundaries that Jojo usually likes to push).

While MewTop and SandRay continue to flirt with, to toe the line of more traditionally romantic conclusions (okay, maybe not MewTop as much, I'll get there in a bit) -- I feel like I've been caught by a bit of surprise that BostonNick have also been bitten by this current romance bug.

While I really did love this episode (and I'll explain why down below in a bit, besides Khao's stellar acting), I'm just feeling.... a little saddened and bogged down that Boston's ass was handed to him like that. So, Atom lies. Cheum stands up for Atom. I cannot expect Cheum to do less in that moment as a big sis, although I have very much questioned her judgment in the past (like inviting Mew's ex to their hostel Halloween party, what the fuck).

I'm sighing with a bit of regret, because in this episode, the framing of a resolution for Boston is that Nick comes back to Boston. Boston admits to Nick he's acted like an asshole, as I screenshot above, and we know that -- filming RayMew, sleeping with Top.

But I don't know, in the summation of his saying that he's done "awful things," if he's also lumping his life of engaging in casual sex, as he unwinds to Nick. I just -- I don't want Boston judging himself for having casual sex. (To @respectthepetty's point! Let the sluts slut. Why judge?)

Don't do shitty things to your friends, for sure, but if I were your mom, Boston? Have the sex. If someone's gonna judge you, it ain't me.

Are we getting an indirect judgement against Boston’s casual sex with a resolution that Nick will come back to Boston’s life? Is the show telling us that, vis à vis Nick's return, that Boston will be redeemed by.... monogamy? Is that what Cheum's and Mew's presence at the confrontation telling us? Is Boston’s ultimate resolution that he’ll have either a relationship or an LDR with Nick?

If that’s what works for the narrative device of Boston, then — okay. I will have to trust Jojo and team with that. I do NOT want to question Boston’s reaching a point of queer joy by finding love in a relationship with Nick. If Jojo and team are telling us a story that people-judged-as-sluts can find love in a relationship, then... I wasn't expecting Only Friends to go in that somewhat puritanical direction, but I'll go with it, because I trust Jojo.

But I think I am feeling a little bummed about how we may have gotten there. Because, goddamn: for once, give me a world in which casual sex is NOT judged. For heavens' sake, Cheum and Mew. Khai and I’ll sit in the corner with tears in our eyes.

My ho heart is pining for what could have been (chaos leading to a summation judgement AGAINST monogamous purity). But, anyway. None of this is ACTUALLY resolved, I need to tell my damn self; we still have two episodes left, and I’ll stop being so mewdy about it.

The other question I have floating about this episode is: what’s Mew’s motivation to get revenge against Top NOW? If he wanted to team up with Boeing to get back at Top — narratively, that may have made more sense two or three episodes ago, no? During the last episode, we saw Mew very much teetering on the edge of what he should do. His moms LOVED Top, and they missed all of Mew’s confused signals. We ended episode 9 with Mew stating to Cheum that he thought he was still in love with Top.

I appreciate a good state of confusion. Mew might still love Top. Mew might still be damn angry at Top, too. As I’ve written before, the wise Daniel Tiger has taught my kids, and so many more, that having two or more feelings is okay.

But I’m wondering about the timing of this arc. Mew plans something out with Boeing seemingly AFTER he's chosen to resolve his issues with Top. What was it about Boeing’s presence that triggered another revenge reaction in Mew? Mew’s….already been there with revenge. With Ray. And that’s done now. I don’t think I’m clear on Mew’s motivation on revenge AGAIN. Unless? Unless... I'm rubbing my hands together....

.....unless it’s to actually just SLEEP with Boeing, because come AWN, let me get to what I actually, really LOVED about this episode.

Shan indicated in her answer to me yesterday that OF was originally supposed to be constructed with GMMTV’s stable of supporting actors — your Neos, your Marks, your Papangs, your Monds.

For me? Man, Papang’s and Mond’s ENERGY was fresh to watch. I totally squealed at the possibility of BookMond. Mond is just so…..THERE, in a “why yes, look at my manly muscular shoulders, why yes, my gym membership comes with towels and high-end shower products” kinda way.

I liked Mond’s THERE-ness. I like that plants are the new Netflix.

I liked the spice of newness and curiosity in this episode. I liked seeing supporting faces, people that we know and love in Papang and Mond, doing something bold and totally different, and I love the ideas that they bring with their characters -- that Daddy Dan is very obviously in "like" with Nick; and that Boeing is truly around to fuck some damn shit up with Top, and maybe Mew.

Am I demanding this show BE ABOUT curiosity and newness? Unfortunately, that's what turned me on in this episode, and I admittedly would loooove to see more of it as this series winds down.

No, I do not have the right to DEMAND where this show goes. Westerners demanding things of queer Asian artists is an absolute NO for me.

But I think, as I look back at the trajectory of the last few episodes, that I had hoped the show would be less about the branded pairs. I honestly didn't think Only Friends was gonna be about the shipping. I thought loose lips were gonna sink the ships, and I was standing on the beach, cheering my ass off. To see SandRay approaching change and commitment in a romantic and positive way -- the acting was PHENOMENAL, but the outcome was a little to-be-expected-for-a-BL-in-a-non-BL-show kind of way.

And as for MewTop -- while I'm confused about the timeline of Mew's vengeful waffling, should I just go ahead and expect them to get together AGAIN? I'd like to ask for contextual clarification. But, at this point, that's how I know Mew to be, so I think my answer is yes -- I will be expecting Mew and Top to get together after all of this.

As I wonder how the ships kinda took over this whole joint, I think the answer is obviously in front of my face. FirstKhao and ForceBook are the first two GMMTV ships to travel out of the continent for fan meets, with FK going to Brazil, and FB going to Italy. If storylines in a fictional drama upset the fantasies of ship fandoms that these couples may not get together in their drama commodities, GMMTV's wallets, and the fanbases, may not like that very much. If FB’s and FK’s characters don’t get together — and that has a demonstrable economic impact? Jojo and team may have no choice but to hand over some happy endings to some shipped dudes for Jojo's future at GMMTV. Jojo's had to toe lines before. We KNEW what he was indicating by putting Joss, Mild, and Tay together in certain ways in 3 Will Be Free. But he couldn't go so far as to actually show a throuple in intimacy. That would have been too much for GMMTV in 2019.

To Shan’s very apt and accurate point at the end of her answer to my ask — my hope for purely uncommodified art from the Only Friends team, art that doesn’t leverage a judgement against sex in its potentially romantic conclusions, may very well be a pipe dream. If Jojo and his team were pushed to keep the ships together -- and to create happy-ish endings for as many characters in this show as possible, AND to be forced to leverage monogamy IN those storylines -- then how can I judge the artists for needing to toe an economic line? I can't. We are damn lucky enough that Jojo makes art as progressive as Only Friends, as 3 Will Be Free, as Gay OK Bangkok. Only Friends is still a great show.

But.... there was a moment where I think more than a few of us thought that we'd see something truly experimental with the ships sinking. There may still be time to see something nuts happen. But in the end, if Jojo and team have to keep the ships sailing, I won't begrudge the artists. But I will hope that GMMTV can keep allowing for more progressively progressive art over time, maybe even for the sake of letting a ship sink every once in a while.

(Ephemerality…my hope that we’d see intrigue beyond the ships was perhaps ephemeral. But we still have two episodes left! Let’s see! @ranchthoughts @twig-tea @chickenstrangers @lurkingshan @neuroticbookworm @distant-screaming @clara-maybe-ontheroad @thatgirl4815 @slayerkitty)

[absol-and-wolfy]

Hi, this is my gift for the lovely person @nerdygirl2023 about the Ithaca family, I added a couple more characters and changed some things because I’m still new to this fandom and Greek mythology. Also may not be accurate to the real thing, but I wanted to do something different. I hope that you enjoy this. Also, this was a bit rushed, I'm sorry. And happy holidays also.

Summary: Just how it all started before he went to war.

A long time ago, Queen Anticlea and King Laertes were on the Island of Ithaca. He waited outside the room for his wife to give birth to his future child. Lady Anticlea was delivering the baby for a while, but some time passed. Lord Laertes heard a baby crying in the room, so he went in to see his wife. A maid was holding his child, so he walked to the maid to see his child.

Laertes: How are you feeling dear?

(The maid gave the baby to Lady Anticlea, then she grabbed the baby, then the maid bowed and then left the room.)

Anticlea: Meet our new son, dear.

Laertes: Let's name him Odysseus. He's going to be the next kind of Ithaca.

(Anticlea smiled at her husband. Then both look at their child wrapped in a cloth and sleep peacefully.)

[Around 8 years passed, Odysseus was exploring the castle wondering what to do, then he bumped into his father.]

Odysseus: Father, I apologize for bumping into you.

[Laertes smiled and kneeled to his son's level.]

Laertes: Is it alright, son? No harm was done? Why are you here and not studying like your mother told you?

Odysseus: I was bored. Besides, I wanted to explore the castle even more.

Laertes: I see now. Well then, son, be by guess. There's a lovely forest that you can explore. Come before sundown, or the monsters will get you.

[Laertest started to growled and began to tickle his son. Odysseus started to laugh. In less than a second, Laertest stopped.]

Odysseus: I thought there was a monster on our island, Father. Besides, we have a fantastic warrior to defend us from any harm.

Laertes: I won't always be there to defend us, Odysseus. But you the next air of Ithaca. Now go explore the forest.

[With that, Odysseus hugged his father and left to explore the nearby forest. Then, he grabbed a long stick, presenting it as a sword. Swing it around.]

Odysseus: My name is Odysseus, the next air of Ithaca; you should fear me.

[Then he heard a branch snap; he turned around to see a Little Owl on a branch.]

Odysseus: Hello, little guy.

Owl: Hoot.

Odysseus: Well then no moster. That’s nice. 

[The owl looked at the boy with a curious look, and then flew away. Odysseus smiled at the owl flying away.]

Odysseus: Now, let’s see what this forest has to offer.

[Odysseus started to walk around to see what he could find. He was walking a river when something caught his eye. Somewhat decent-sized crystal on the river, he walked to it and grabbed it. To gift to his mother. Then he headed back to the castle before nighttime. When he entered the castle he saw his mother furious.]

Odysseus: Mother……ugh….what a pleasant evening isn’t?

[Anticlea walked to her son and touched his cheek.]

Anticlea: Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you. Are you hurt? Hungry?

Odysseus: I’m alright mother.

Anticlea: Thank the Gods. 

[Not even a second. She pulled his ear.]

Anticlea: This for not telling where have you been.

Odysseus: Sorry Mother, I was just exploring the nearby forest. I thought Father told you?

Anticlea: No he didn’t. I think he left to attend something important. 

[Anticlea stopped pulling his ear and just hugged him.]

Anticlea: I was worried about you. I want you to forgive me for overreacting.

[Odysseus hugging back his mother]

Odysseus: Is alright Mother, I forgive you. I also apologize for not telling you where I was going.

[With that they both stop hugging each other and walk to the throne room to see the King of Ithaca sitting there while listening to one of his servants reporting about how the island is doing and much more. King Laertes noticed his wife and son entering the room, and so did the servant, he bowed down to let know the king he was leaving so the king let him after that it was just the king, the queen, the prince, and some 20 soldiers in there.]

Laertes: What brings you here? Dear.

Anticlea: Can’t know I see the King of Ithaca. 

[Anticlea was saying this with a happy little tone but she got serious.]

Anticlea: But seriously why did you let me know that our son was ou the woods?

Laertes: Gamoto.

Anticlea: Don’t use that language in front of our son. Odysseus, can you leave the room? So I can talk to your father. 

[Odysseus nodded and left and headed to his room, walked to the balcony, and saw the same owl that he saw in the woods there on the ledge waiting for him.]

Odysseus: We meet again little owl. 

Owl: Hoot.

Odysseus: Well then there are no mice here. Just me. 

[The owl got closer to Odysseus, and then Odysseus just petted the owl. 2 years passed Odysseus was now 10, training to be like his Father. Odysseus was wandering off the same forest that he was 8 years old. But noticed a ground of so warriors trying to kill a giant board but the the board was attracting them, then

Hi, this is my gift for the lovely person @nerdygirl2023 about the Ithaca family, I added a couple more characters and changed some things because I’m still new to this fandom and Greek mythology. Also may not be accurate to the real thing, but I wanted to do something different. I hope that you enjoy this. 

A long time ago, Queen Anticlea and King Laertes were on the Island of Ithaca. He waited outside the room for his wife to give birth to his future child. Lady Anticlea was delivering the baby for a while, but some time passed. Lord Laertes heard a baby crying in the room, so he went in to see his wife. A maid was holding his child, so he walked to the maid to see his child.

Laertes: How are you feeling dear?

(The maid gave the baby to Lady Anticlea, then she grabbed the baby, then the maid bowed and then left the room.)

Anticlea: Meet our new son, dear.

Laertes: Let's name him Odysseus. He's going to be the next kind of Ithaca.

(Anticlea smiled at her husband. Then both look at their child wrapped in a cloth and sleep peacefully.)

[Around 8 years passed, Odysseus was exploring the castle wondering what to do, then he bumped into his father.]

Odysseus: Father, I apologize for bumping into you.

[Laertes smiled and kneeled to his son's level.]

Laertes: Is it alright, son? No harm was done? Why are you here and not studying like your mother told you?

Odysseus: I was bored. Besides, I wanted to explore the castle even more.

Laertes: I see now. Well then, son, be by guess. There's a lovely forest that you can explore. Come before sundown, or the monsters will get you.

[Laertest started to growled and began to tickle his son. Odysseus started to laugh. In less than a second, Laertest stopped.]

Odysseus: I thought there was a monster on our island, Father. Besides, we have a fantastic warrior to defend us from any harm.

Laertes: I won't always be there to defend us, Odysseus. But you the next air of Ithaca. Now go explore the forest.

[With that, Odysseus hugged his father and left to explore the nearby forest. Then, he grabbed a long stick, presenting it as a sword. Swing it around.]

Odysseus: My name is Odysseus, the next air of Ithaca; you should fear me.

[Then he heard a branch snap; he turned around to see a Little Owl on a branch.]

Odysseus: Hello, little guy.

Owl: Hoot.

Odysseus: Well then no moster. That’s nice. 

[The owl looked at the boy with a curious look, and then flew away. Odysseus smiled at the owl flying away.]

Odysseus: Now, let’s see what this forest has to offer.

[Odysseus started to walk around to see what he could find. He was walking a river when something caught his eye. Somewhat decent-sized crystal on the river, he walked to it and grabbed it. To gift to his mother. Then he headed back to the castle before nighttime. When he entered the castle he saw his mother furious.]

Odysseus: Mother……ugh….what a pleasant evening isn’t?

[Anticlea walked to her son and touched his cheek.]

Anticlea: Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you. Are you hurt? Hungry?

Odysseus: I’m alright mother.

Anticlea: Thank the Gods. 

[Not even a second. She pulled his ear.]

Anticlea: This for not telling where have you been.

Odysseus: Sorry Mother, I was just exploring the nearby forest. I thought Father told you?

Anticlea: No he didn’t. I think he left to attend something important. 

[Anticlea stopped pulling his ear and just hugged him.]

Anticlea: I was worried about you. I want you to forgive me for overreacting.

[Odysseus hugging back his mother]

Odysseus: Is alright Mother, I forgive you. I also apologize for not telling you where I was going.

[With that they both stop hugging each other and walk to the throne room to see the King of Ithaca sitting there while listening to one of his servants reporting about how the island is doing and much more. King Laertes noticed his wife and son entering the room, and so did the servant, he bowed down to let know the king he was leaving so the king let him after that it was just the king, the queen, the prince, and some 20 warriors in there.]

Laertes: What brings you here? Dear.

Anticlea: Can’t know I see the King of Ithaca. 

[Anticlea was saying this with a happy little tone but she got serious.]

Anticlea: But seriously why did you let me know that our son was ou the woods?

Laertes: Gamoto.

Anticlea: Don’t use that language in front of our son. Odysseus, can you leave the room? So I can talk to your father. 

[Odysseus nodded and left and headed to his room, walked to the balcony, and saw the same owl that he saw in the woods there on the ledge waiting for him.]

Odysseus: We meet again little owl. 

Owl: Hoot.

Odysseus: Well then there are no mice here. Just me. 

[The owl got closer to Odysseus, and then Odysseus just petted the owl. 2 years passed Odysseus was now 10, training to be like his Father. Odysseus was wandering off the same forest that he was 8 years old. But noticed a ground of poachers trying to kill a giant board that was attacking them. Then Odysseus noticed that open wound in the stomach of the board. Odysseus ran towards the warriors and board. The board noticed Odysseus and followed him. Odysseus led the board into a pond, and he climbed a big rock to see that the board would attract him. The board was ready to charge and started to run at Odysseus, the board jumped at Odysseus. But Odysseus slashed the stomach of the board killing it. Odysseus Looked at the board's lifeless body, blood was gushing out. He jumped off the rook and sensed something off.]

Odysseus: Show yourself. I know you're watching me. Show yourself. I can see you.

[He turned to see the board and noticed someone was next to the dead board.

???: How could you see throw my spell?

Odysseus: Haha! I was lying and you fell for my bluff! Hahaha.

???: Well done you lie to me. What's your name?

Odysseus: You first, then maybe I'll do the same.

???: Nice try. But two can play this game.

Odysseus: Nah, don't be modest. I knew you were a Goddess. So let's be honest, your ATHENAA. Badass in the arena. Unmatched, witty, and Queen of The best strategies we've seen.

[Athena smiled a little.]

Athena: Well then if you need a mentor, I'll make sure your time is well spent.

[Odysseus smiled and then Athena started to walk away. Odysseus noticed this. For some reason, he turned back to see the board but it was gone. He thought was this a test from the God of Wisdom? But then he followed her.]

Odysseus: So, Lady Athena. Was this a test?

Athena: What gave you that Idea?

[Both of them walked to the palace, Odysseus was confused, he turned to see Athena but she was gone and just an owl on a tree branch. He smiled just realized that the owl was her the whole time and walked to see his Father and Mother. But noticed that they weren't anywhere. Neither did any servants weren't around. Odysseus Walked around and noticed a light in a room and he entered and there was his Mother and Father and at least 3 female servants.]

Odysseus: Mother was going on?

Laertes: Odysseus, what are you doing here?

Odysseus: I was trying to find you two but no you're here?

Laertes: I will tell you later, right now. Let's leave the room.

[Both of them King Laertes look at his son.]

Odysseus: Father what's going on?

Laertes: Well son. You're going to be an older brother Ody.

Odysseus: Wait what.

[One of the servants walked to the king and whispered something in his ear. Then she left inside the room again. Laertes look at this son again.]

Laertes: Let's go inside son.

[Both of them enter the room and Anticlea is holding a baby girl in her arms. Both of them walked to her.]

Anticlea: Ody meet your new sister. Ctimene.

[Odysseus is happy that he is an older sibling. He promised himself that he would protect her younger sister from any danger. 15 years have passed, Odysseus is now 25 years old, and his sister is 15. Now Odysseus is King of Ithaca. Both were walking around the kingdom and Ctimene noticed a small puppy near a building.]

Ctimene Brother look. A dog.

[Odysseus looked at the dog and he fell in love with it.]

Odysseus: Argos. That's his name.

Ctimene: Alright brother. I wonder who left him here? Oh right, are you meeting your future wife aren't you?

Odysseus: Yes, I need to thank Helen for this. Well then I'll leave you. Take Argos with you.

[Ctimene nodded and she picked up Argos and left Odysseus. Odysseus looked at his sister leaving then he walked to an olive tree near his palace. Then saw a beautiful woman waiting for him.]

Odysseus: Hello, you must be my soon-to-be wife. Right?

???: Yes. My name is Penelope. It's a pleasure to meet you King of Ithaca.

Odysseus: Please call me Odysseus. Lady Penelope.

[After that introduction. Some time passed Odysseus was introducing Eurylochus to his sister. Both Odysseus and Penelope got married and so did Eurylochus and Ctimene later. After that Penelope got pregnant and gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Odysseus named him Telemachus. But sadly both Odysseus and Eurylochus need to go to war. They were in the docks to set off. Penelopy was holding Telemachus in her arms and his mother and Argos was there also to say his goodbye.]

Penelopy: Are you sure you need to go?

Anticlea: Penelopy don't worry he is the King of Ithaca, he is strong.

[Argos was wagging his tail to show his happiness.]

Odysseus: Yes. But don't worry. We'll be safe. I'll be back soon.

Ctimene: You can stay. You don't need to go.

Eurylochus: Dear. I need to. I'm the second command of the army. Like Ody said we'll return when the war is over.

[Odysseus kissed Penelopy and then his son. Eurylochus kissed his wife also. But Ctimene hugged his brother and his mother did the same fearing what would happen to them. Both of them walked to the ships and started to move leaving. Anticlea, Ctimene, Penelopy and Argos wave their goodbyes to their husbands/son/son-in-law and Argos was barking.]

[low-budget-korra]

Comments on Yellowjackets s03e01-02

- Dear lord what an opening, I thought Mari was done already 😭 but yes girlies, have a bit of fun please. And Damn, the girls are thriving.

- Shauna is so bitter bc the girls moved on and are copying better than her. Girl just because guilt consumed you, doesn't mean it has to consume the others. Sure, they did Jackie wrong but you were the one that kicked her out so ...

Anyway let's talk about her cuz the Shauna and Jackie was REAL, they did had feelings for each other. And damn is so more tragic now that this is practically confirmed and canon. Part of Shauna guilty towards Jackie related stuff is because it is an unclosed and unfinished business/trauma, that it will keep that way bc Jackie is gone. Once Shauna realized her true feelings for Jackie, it was already too late. And this (plus the fact that she killed and ate her) haunts her forever. Seriously, there's so many layers of affection, envy, jealousy, friendship, love, trauma, guilt...in their relationship that's one of the most complex, intriguing and fascinating parts of the show, at least for me.

And the fact that Melissa is "just like Jackie"(white, blonde, light and soft eyes...) makes me think that Shauna will eventually hallucinate and start to see Jackie in her. Which means that Ella Purnell may make an appearance later in the season, which would be so cool

Just a side note, I imagine the actress that plays Melissa (who barely had any lines), reading the script for s3 and realizing she will be big in this one. I would be so happy.

- Mari is such a hater lmao. Actually, her "hater urges" is bigger than her survival instincts and I respect her for that bc why in hell from everyone she could have beef with it, she chose Shauna 😭?

And if I was her I would be so relieved that coach is gay, bc if he was straight I would rather stay in that hole than go anywhere with him with my hands tied up.

I like coach Ben, he always tried to help the girls, tried to be the voice of reason among the caos so I don't get all the hate he receives from the fandom

What the hell are those things he found? I hope we finally get some answers about that fuckin wilderness and the ghost(?) Tai keeps seeing it. Tbh I would like it better if it's all from their head like, smt they created to help them to cope with everything that happened out there. And maybe that forest was some training camp before. That would explain the old supplies, the cabin, the plane.

- I so hope Van doesn't die this season. Taivan are so perfect, both the young and older versions. The dinner scene was so cute. And I think that if there's something supernatural going on, the wilderness took the offer, a life for a life. I thought it was Nat life for Van's but now I think it was the waiter.

I wanna know why dafuq they split up before, they are so perfect for each other. I'm sorry Tai's wife but that's the truth.

- I have the feeling that we really may have a part 2 of the doomcoming party. They wouldn't give that dialogue of those mean girls talking shit specifically about orgy without something like that happening for real. Idk, they should be talking about the cannibalism instead of that.

-Poor Misty tho. I have a love/hate relationship with her especially bc she was the one that destroyed the box back in s1, something that could have saved all them and prevent all the shit that happened. But she really loved Nat and she really is the friend that's always left out (something I can relate to)

And even tho I don't fully trust Walter, and he may be trying to isolate Misty from her friends, he isn't wrong. They all call Misty only when they need it.

- Callie being bestie with Lottie was not on my bingo card but I like it.

[ofstarsandvibranium]

Unexpectedly Yours: Part 5

Fandom: Ted Lasso (Regency AU)

Pairing: Roy Kent x F!Reader

Summary: Lord Roy Kent still has yet to marry. He hates the notion that marriage is a way to ensure your status in society. You have delayed your debut to society for years because of the same idea. So what happens when two people who hate the idea of marriage are constantly drawn to each other?

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

You didn't want to speak to anyone the next morning after the dinner. You didn't want to see anyone. You were annoyed and slightly embarrassed with how you behaved last night.

You decided you'd stay in your room for the entire day. Cece had tried to get you to come out and play with her but you expressed that you weren't feeling well. Did you feel bad for lying to your cousin? Yes, but you really just needed to wallow in your room by yourself.

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"Lady Clara is here to see you, Miss." Jane announces as she peeks her head into your room.

You sigh, "Did you tell her that I'm feeling unwell?"

"Yes and she's very insistent that she sees you."

You groan as you sit up in your bed, "You may send her up, I guess."

Minutes go by and the door opens. Clara walks in, "Good day, Y/N."

You give a stiff nod, "Clara."

She clears her throat, "I came by to apologize. I never meant to make you feel uncomfortable last night. It was never my intention. My brother has always told me how stubborn I can be. I just-I love him so much. He deserves to be happy. However, I understand that while you and my brother are amicable that doesn't mean you are to be with each other. I apologize greatly for practically forcing you to be together. I am ashamed to say that I'm no better than the rest of society," her head hands low in shame.

"I accept your apology, Clara. Thank you. I admire your love and concern for your brother. He's...a good man. He does deserve love in his life. I'm-I'm just not sure that's me."

Clara nods in understanding, "Yes, well, I'll leave you to rest. I hope you feel better soon," she gives a bow and sees herself out.

As soon as the door closes, you groan and fall back against your pillows.

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Roy watches as Cece and Phoebe run around the garden. He's glad that his niece found a friend after moving here. Things haven't been easy for the young girl, and Roy's always done his best to make sure she lives a loving and happy life.

He hears his sister before he sees her. She's walking down the path that leads to where he's sitting, a bench underneath a tree on the property.

"Where did you go off to?" he asks, eyes still on the young girls playing.

"I went to apologize to Y/N," Roy grunts and Clara continues, "I won't meddle anymore. I'm sorry that I've made things uncomfortable for you both."

He nods to his sister, "Thank you. She-She already feels so much pressure on her from her mother, society, she doesn't need more."

"I know, but, Roy...please be honest with me, do you care for her?"

Roy's jaw clenches and he looks away from Clara. He sighs, "I do, but, again, it's complicated. She's so...aggravating, smart mouthed, opinionated. But she's also sweet, she cares deeply for her friends and family. I can't help but be drawn to her."

Clara softly smiles at her brother, she places a hand on his shoulder, "I know I said I won't meddle, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't try to win her affections. I do think there may be something promising between you two and I don't mean in a business transaction way."

"Clara?"

"Hm?"

"Did you love Andrew?" Clara sits and thinks about her husband, who's passed, "I wouldn't say love, but I cared for him as a friend. He was definitely the best out of the other men that have asked to court me. He was kind, understanding. He's also the reason I have Phoebe. I may not have loved him in a romantic way, but I do hold him dear."

"Do you think you could've fallen in love with him over time?"

She shrugs, "Maybe."

Clara and Roy both look on to Cece and Phoebe who are rolling in the grass. Their laughter echoing throughout the property.

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In the late afternoon, you eventually grew tired of your self-isolation. So you called upon Keeley and Jamie to join you for tea.

In the sitting room, the three of you are lounging, sipping from your cups.

"I feel like I haven't seen you in forever," Keeley states as she takes a bite from a biscuit.

"It's been a few days, Keels," Jamie says with a snort.

She waves him off, "Too long. Tell me, what have you been up to?"

You sigh, setting your cup down, "My family and I had dinner with the Kents last night."

"Oh! I heard about that!" you look at her with a cocked brow, "Your mother told mine. Honestly, I'm a little upset you didn't tell me!"

"How was it? Was Lord Grumps his usual grumpy self?" Jamie asks with a smirk.

"We hardly interacted. He seemed quite miserable actually. Then his niece asked when Roy and I would get married." Keeley and Jamie give you a questioning look and you respond, "Because we played princess and dragons with them. They were the dragons, I was the princess, and Roy was the knight who saved me. The princess and the knight always get married in the stories they've read. Anyway, I told her that what we did was make believe and she got upset. She ran upstairs. Roy followed. Clara and my father made a comment that Roy and I should be together and I-I just got so annoyed and upset. I left the dinner."

"Y/N, why are you so against you and Lord Kent being together?" Jamie asks, genuinely.

"I-He-We're just so different. He's so uptight and grumpy all the time! He's probably only smiled five times in his life! Besides, Jamie, isn't he always rude to you?"

"He's rude to everyone, ain't he?" Jamie responds with a shrug.

You point to him, "That's another thing. He's rude!"

Keeley's interjects, "I think that's just him trying to protect himself from anyone getting too close and potentially hurting him." You and Jamie look at her confused, "What? It makes sense! I heard he was previously engaged to this woman name Georgina Afton. They were super in love, at least it seemed that way. Then Georgina caught the eye of a duke and she broke off the engagement. People say Roy was completely heartbroken."

"So...he's just scared of getting hurt?" you ask in clarification.

"Probably."

"Yeah, I suppose that makes sense," Jamie says, "Wow, love. You never seize to amaze me," he says looking at Keeley like she hung up all the stars in the sky.

"Aw, thanks, love!" she leans in and pecks his lips.

The sight makes you smile. You always hoped to find a love like theirs. It was rocky at first, but Keeley and Jamie...they just make sense to you. They fit each other well and you dream of finding someone who fits you.

Is that someone Roy Kent? You're still not sure.

He frustrates you and makes you doubt yourself sometimes, but he also challenges you. He's caring and adores his family. He's quick witted and snarky, but also funny.

Hmmm...you really had to think about this.

Besides, there were other men that could potentially catch your eye. Maybe...maybe you should start taking finding a suitor more seriously...

[ruiniel]

While we are silent

Fandom: Castlevania series (2017-2021)

Relationship: Alucard x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit 🔞

Count: 2.5k

Part I

Tags & Warnings: action, angst, Inspired by Castlevania, mind control, blood and injury, canon-typical violence, profanity, hematophagy, sex outdoors, bloodlust, blood kink, vampire!reader

AN: here's the last part, @chthonicsiren This completes a series of sorts: To be free - A Place to Hide - While we are silent.

II.

Nature has fallen into sepulchral silence. You stare, wide-eyed, at the shadows surrounding you even as words meander vaguely through your conscious mind.

“Lord Corvin of Sarád.”

Adrian. You feel the tremble of his body next to yours, a tension grounding you to reality as his choked but steady voice resonates.

“This worked better than I’d thought,” the vampire speaks. “Didn’t it, my dear?” He turns a pale eye on you.

“You defected. My father spared you,” Adrian grits through his teeth, but the vampire's gaze is still set on you.

Chilling laughter trickles through the forest, icing its way down your spine.

The vampire smiles. “Defected… you and others called me, us, traitors,” he motions towards the looming presences with his arm. “Your family disgraces itself by mingling with humans, battling alongside them, welcoming the cattle into your abode. And you call me traitor?”

Adrian growls, the red flare in his eyes deepening to crimson. “Was it him?” he asks in a low, guttural tone, and dimly you realize what he is asking, and that he’s asking you.

“Oh, my, my. Do you think to challenge us all for the pet? Everyone has a weakness, especially your kind,” and the emphasis he places on the word 'kind' makes it as though he's spitting something heinous. “She is yours, just as you are your father's... It hurts, does it not? Being left vulnerable, having your existence uprooted while being powerless to stop it?”

Adrian deigns no reply. His eyes narrow.

“No, princeling, it was you who betrayed us. And now,” Corvin pauses, “I need but extend my hand, and she will come, for I am her maker.”

You don’t want to move, you will not, but in a haze you do, as if your limbs are tied and controlled by the threads of an unseen puppeteer.

A step is all you take before a heavy hand grasps your arm so tightly it hurts. 

“Fight it, you must fight it,” Adrian murmurs, but he asks the impossible because the command is fused with your own self, and you can only heed the extended hand that beckons.

“Yes, fledgling, you are mine, and you’ve done well, drawing him out for me.” 

You try, you scream and shriek, you’re fighting Adrian before you know it, struggling in his arms as the others watch.

Your maker taps a long clawed finger against his chin. “Enough of this.” He draws a long-sword. “Seize him,” comes the clipped order. 

It all happens in a blur. You walk as in a dream, chaos ensuing behind you. There is savage fury and beams of crimson, and deep down, the part of you that loves hears Adrian struggling to repel the group unleashed on him. 

Cold fingers dig into you, and pale, hypnotic eyes stare into your own. “Ahh,” your maker, the violator of your will and destroyer of your life, hums in admiration. “At first, you were but a weak pile of bones and meat. Now, look at you…” he takes you by the chin, thumbs at a fang. You shudder. “Beautiful…” he leans closer to a tree trunk, holding you fast; turning you around as you sway. Inside, you toil against this power, but it is futile. “Watch,” he whispers, and trapped in your own body you see Adrian fighting, felling a few of the attackers but there are others, always, always more. 

And then, a harrowing cry of pain. Coolness streams down your face—it is blood. 

“Sanctified, silver bindings,” Corvin offers, watching the coils having sprung from the assailants’ gloved hands, trapping Adrian so he cannot beam, cannot shapeshift, cannot fight as before; they bite into him and he falls to his knees, and you smell burning skin.

Three vampires are left, nearing him.

“Please…” you beg, unsure who it is you’re pleading to; there is no mercy here. 

There has never been deviousness to you; you still refuse to kill, having gone against your nature until it becomes unbearable, until Adrian must offer you his own blood. 

Adrian, kneeling beside you in a cold chamber. Bringing you close. Being there when you’re near to losing your sense, still there when you do, all those nights.

You are mine, the other whispers in your mind, and you catch the glowering red eyes of the one you need, hissing and still fighting and refusing to submit even with his powers caged. 

“Yes…” you murmur, “I am yours…” you go slack in the vampire’s arms. “Master.”

“I knew you’d come to see reason in due time,” he drawls, turning you around to face him. “It has been some time, after all.”

You glance up demurely at him, your hand alighting on his shoulder. A glint catches your eye.

Your name, from Adrian’s lips. 

Through a daze, anger as you’ve never known rumbles within, hot brimstone and shadow. In a movement so fast, faster than you’d ever known yourself to be capable of, you’re pulling the silver arrow that nearly struck Adrian out of the tree trunk and plunging it as deep as you can into your maker’s back; draw it out; plunge again. 

He screams, releases you—and shearing agony has you wailing. You look down at the sword sheathed deeply in your womb.

“You fucking… slut…” The blade shears deeper, and you feel it through bone and tissue as it cuts into your body.

Blood pours from your mouth, but the arrow is still in your grip; you strike again and this time into his left eye, then fall back doubling over as his hold on both you and his weapon slackens. 

Your name, from Adrian’s mouth, laced with desperation, has you turning around even as another vampire is upon you.

Somehow, you pull the blade from your body, parrying an attacking spear. “You thought this would be easy… didn’t you…” you grin, you’re laughing and if this is madness let it come, let it take over, let.it.burn.

Suddenly the lessons Adrian’s put you through all those times run in fast succession through your head, seep into your reflexes as you strike and cut and maim; slashing through an arm, through silver bindings, severing a head, the bloodied silvered arrow plunging into a chest.

Your name, your name, but that was before. You are no longer the one responding to it. That part of you has died.

And so has the one who turned you into this. 

When silence falls, you see a blur of shapes, guttural cries abound. Someone rushes to your side; your palm goes to your middle even as hands—warm—are on your face, your shoulders; you fall forward, grasping at clothing.

“It’s all right, it’s all right,” Adrian murmurs, movements hasty and desperate.

“They…”

“All dead, all dead,” he chokes, removing his coat, and your vision regains some of its clarity: his wounds are healing so fast. “Your turning is still recent… injuries heal slower,” he speaks swiftly, feverishly, “here.” 

He smells of fresh blood and skin, cradling your head close to his neck. “You need it. Now. Please.”

You feel the anguish radiating off him, and your nose comes pressed to the pulsing artery. You sigh, in pain and harrowing, unimaginable thirst. “But you…”

“I’ll be fine, trust me, you do, don't you? Please.”

You want to, you’re so greedy and parched and it hurts so much… your fangs sink into flesh, you hear a groan—maybe yours, or his—and then you’re straddling him, drinking and drinking of warmth, the blood that binds, freely given. 

The corpses and the forest all fade, and all you know is him, everything is him: on your lips, down your throat, healing you inside. The agony subsides, but you cannot stop.

“Good,” Adrian slurs, “good—ah!”

A soft torpor takes over as you lick at his neck, ending your feeding and pressing your forehead to his chest. “All dead?” 

“All dead,” comes another reassurance. He sounds depleted.

You sit, motionless, hugged together: you, drunk on him and your unforeseen revenge as awareness strikes. “I killed him,” you whisper into his torn shirt. “I’m free.” You raise your head to his, staring into those brilliant eyes rimmed with red. Eyes that trail down your face, to your lips, and suddenly you feel how tense he is, how close, the anger and apprehension draining from your bodies into the cold earth.

Your name, from his lips—this time, you answer, tilting your face upward, melding your bloodied mouth to his even as his arms tighten around your waist.

The pain is gone, but that remnant of power in your limbs feels surreal, wild, beating like a heart. “I…” you’re biting on his lower lip, and his strangled moan spurs you further. You can’t, won’t release him, even with the gasp of aching pleasure leaving his throat as your talons dig into his back.

Your name, crushed against your cheek, his warm tongue licking at the drying stream of blood on your face. In a blur you're dragging him towards you and Adrian willingly follows, panting and nosing at your skin with an urgency that hastens wildly through you—his life, in your veins.

“Adrian…” Lust, need, love, agony— a maelstrom of emotions deep as the ocean and as merciless as its storms crash over you and you’re still clinging to him as Adrian rises, carrying you far away from the ruinous scene marred with fallen enemies.

You’re biting and scratching at him and oh he is no better, and a trickle of reason has you wondering why you need this now, of all times, after what just happened but the shock still reverberates through you, winding and seeping between your legs, turning into something hungry and primal.

You’re straddling him, nose pressed to his sweet skin and hands in his pale hair, his own swift, his touch rushed when Adrian grasps your thighs, reaches under your skirts, as he settles you in his lap and leans with his back against a tree.

You pull away and watch his chest heaving through hitched breaths and the expression mirroring yours before kissing him again, nipping at his neck, his ear, his jaw until he moans.

Warm fingers feel between your legs. He’s touching you like this for the first time since that night long ago, before he left to fight and everything changed.

Your hips roll over his of their own accord as a hand is pressed on your shoulder, forcing you more down on him and you feel him, hard and pulsing. Your arms around his neck, you let him tilt your hips back and forth against his, and you're spun around in a movement so fast it leaves you dizzy.

Still in his lap, straddling him, his arm around your waist. He hoists you up swiftly just to free himself and you lean forward on your hands, clawed fingers digging into cold soil. 

“I… you…”  His speech is throaty as he lifts you swiftly, and you feel him: one, desperate thrust has you crying out in desperate delight and yes, this is what you need, this is what you want: closer, to be a part of him in symbiosis. 

Hands grasp your hipbones as he starts ramming into you, slow and hard, soft groans leaving his throat that only make you wetter. His arm is a vice around your waist as he falls into a rhythm. 

He takes you faster, leaning into you until his chest is pressed to your back, your knees scraping the dirt as he thrusts and your mouth falls open.

“My sweet, sweet one… ” Adrian gasps as you shiver in pleasure, forcing you up and down on his hot cock, his hips snapping upward and going for shallow movements then alternating with deep, hard plunges. 

Your head falls back, and he's nosing at the junction between your neck and shoulder. “My greatest… weakness…” he repeats the words from your first night together, like a vow pressed into your skin. 

“... Do you… resent it?” you ask, unable to think straight from the build of delicious pressure.

His sighs tingle in your ear; he gently nips on it. “I cannot live without it… without this… without you…” and he goes faster, digging bloodied claws into your hips as he runs with you to oblivion. “I don’t want to…”

You want to say something, but he nibbles and breathes and groans against you, holding you so tight and fucking you so hard all that leaves your lips is a whimper of inarticulate desire. 

You see red, all wishes and needs converged into one, single goal—you want him to consume you.

The rhythm changes, his breathy moans pressed into your bare shoulder. Again, again, again...

You cry out, moving to meet him halfway as this invisible coil of emotions snaps like a whip, his gloveless hands caressing your bared abdomen under your skirts as you drag yourself onto him, slow and hard, the wet sounds arousing you even more until you fall.

Adrian shivers, reaches with one hand to feel you dripping, to tease. He bites into your shoulder while his hips slap against your rear with renewed vigor and your vision sways from the delicious high of your release, unleashing and straightening your spine, engulfing you and hurling you into an abyss of bliss. 

You fall back against him, panting as he keeps fucking into you, grabs your chin so he can lick at your lips, and with one last violent shiver and a savage thrust warmth spurts inside, coating you. He groans with each pulse and with all your newfound strength, you couldn’t break away if you wanted to.

Your ears are buzzing, your hypersensitive hearing narrowed to nothing but this. Time slows with the ripple of warm muscles spasming and gripping, both his arms hugging you to him—gradually more mellow, gentler.

You turn your head to press your face to his, and feel the warmth of tears.

“Adrian… are you...” 

“I’m well,” he murmurs amid uneven breaths, “... this…” he says, more subdued than you’ve ever heard him, “the bloodlust, at times it... may influence... lead to this…”

You don’t need an explanation. You don’t need words at all, settling for kissing his mouth again, the lingering taste of blood sweetening on your tongue. 

“I’m here,” you whisper in the silence of darkness. A bright, yellow moon is in the sky, bathing your figures in light. I'll always be here you want to tell him, but you fear such promises still, and at once you've become so tired you can barely speak.

Adrian says nothing, but doesn’t let go. You feel a spark of apprehension, lingering even in his afterglow. He allows you movement, gasping as you turn to face him and wind your arms around his neck.

An insistent exhaustion blurs your sight, and you know no more as you tuck your head under his chin. Your eyelids flutter closed, and he cups the back of your head with a tender hand. You feel safe as you drift away on his voice, on the slow caress of fingers through your hair. 

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Fic authors self-rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love! 💜

(Low pressure 🖤)

Thanks for @hartwign and @ninadove for sending this!

I have to go with Trapped for my fav piece of PUBLISHED Felix media.

One, it was a lot of fun to write! Two! IT MADE ME A BUNCH OF FRIENDS! I also really liked in one of the follow ups getting to dive into Nathalie's POV. She wasn't one that I am used to writing (Felix seems to be my default MLB POV, followed by Adrien.) I really enjoyed getting into the Isolation of it. How that impacted Felix, and how that ultimately led the narrative that came after it. I have a follow up (I know I know) that is in the works that deals with Emilie and has some Amelie perspective sprinkled in that I am excited about.

My second Fav thing I have written is My Body Is A Cage and not just for the Johnny Cash refs sprinkled throughout it.

Cage was written in a direct response to fandom harassment towards one of my dear friends. I wrote it from Adrien's perspective because I really wanted to get into the ideas presented by the Amok - namely agency. Adrien of all the Sentibeings we see that has the least amount of agency but also the least amount of knowledge about his lack of agency. So I basically took it to the WORST possible extreme with the worst possible person finding out about it. (But I gave him a kid, because Dad Adrien fills my soul with joy) I also gave him a recovery arc, which is still ongoing. (Lord grant me time once school starts.)

My third fav is purely self indulgent: Reverse Felix

There's a theme here somewhere about putting characters through absolute hell and not letting them have a good time. But I gave him Luka and Luka fed him! SO. He's not a completely miserable puppy. He's just a mostly miserable puppy. I really enjoyed getting to explore a Felix that was just completely different than canon and bouncing him off Adrien. It was a lot of fun to write and explore.

My Four is ALSO self indulgent to the max:

Sentibug my beloved! Felix my darling! Put the two of them together and on a mission to save the Kwami. Plus Sick Duusu! This was just fun to write and explore. Plus I love exasperated Marinette who is just Done With All Of Felix's Bull. It's such a fun Lens to put her through because she just DOES Not know what Felix is gonna do and the chaos makes her cranky. She doesn't get to be cranky enough. Let Marinette be annoyed at the bullshit she gets thrown at 2024!

My fifth hasn't been published yet. It's been a labor of love and trying to get the plot to behave but I have written an ending and my beloved @ninadove is going to redpen it soon. Tentatively titled "Eat Your Young" (By the amazing @luckychatons) the premiss is that Colt decides his hatred for Felix is greater than his jealousy of Gabriel - and he's not content for Felix to gain freedom in his death. So he gives Gabriel the Amok.

[according2thelore]

2023 top five!

@preseriesdean thought it would be fun for artists/authors/creators to post their favorite five creations this year, and i agree! it can be anything: your favorite posts, fics, art, edits, fanvids, anything!

i saw some folks turning this into a tag game, so here are some tags! @deanwinchesterpregnant @dyed-red @mercette @crucifysam @weirdbrothers @togethertogethersoulmates @pookeenpie

if you end up doing it, pls tag me! i'd love to see y'all's works! :)

-lizzy

so in no particular order, here are the five fics i liked the best/am the most proud of!

considering that everything i’ve written on this account (240k words of it good lord) was published since february 23rd, i’ve got a lot to work with!

i was in the fandom back in 2012-2013 until 2016-2017, and when i rewatched it recently with some friends, i realized just how many words and feelings had been broiling since. i wrote a LOT for spn back in the day (not published, just for the pure joie de vivre), but everything on the ao3 is completely new since feb!

1. tell me, why are you still so afraid?

or, the "what do you want, sam?" fic. this one might be a surprise! it did moderately well, but i'm really happy with it! i love writing weechesters/pre-series, and i hope this fic did them justice! it hit a lot of points i liked, and i had so much fun writing it!! i'm proud of it! :)

2. you're pretty when you don't speak

or, sam's wife pov. i was shocked!!! aghast!!! frankly agog!!! at how much folks loved this one! i had the idea in the shower of all places, lmao, just the idea that wait, being sam's wife must be so lonely. it was not the usual fare (and written in second-person pov), so i was expecting it to gently and quietly flop. but no! i wrote this fic in two sittings at one a.m. the night before a paleopathology exam, so i'm shocked any of it was coherent in the morning. thank you, dear reader, if you interacted w it at all! :)

3. romans 3:10-11

ahh, romans. to other folks that write, this was one of those fics that scratched in my bones until i sat down and wrote it all out. does that sound pretentious? it was stifling; it was all i could think about. even now, i look back on it and feel like there are things that are missing, extended scenes and extra themes that i wished i had teased out. the response was overwhelming and positive and i'm so glad you lot liked it! if you ever want more...idk...lemme know...

4. we didn't get it right, but love we did our best

or, the Heaven fic! this one took awhile to make, and a lot out of me to do! it's the longest fic i've made this year, by a lot! the planning process was a lot of fun (even though charlotte was mostly asleep), and i even colour-coded themes and turning points i wanted to include. the sense of accomplishment when it was done was a great part of this year!

5. there's no such thing as a clean break, when your heart starts bleeding out

or, the stanford!era fic where dean bleeds out on the highway and decides to not tell sam about it. one of my favorite things to write is a character getting more and more out of it as they lose control (or blood), and this one was a fun challenge! i love stanford!era dean, because he's so mangled and angry and sad. i feel like that one tweet that william shatner posted where he said ELECTROCUTE HIM!!! this also feels the most like the things i wrote back in 2014, so it brings nostalgia :,)

this was WAY harder than i thought! i loved and was so proud of so much of my work this year! a top ten would be easier, but i'm happy with this list!

thank YOU for reading! :)

we are holding hands now and there's nothing you can do to stop it. y'all keep this up and we might even have to stare lovingly into each other's eyes.

[lady-phasma]

Hey, dear! Would you consider writing for Doctor Who (more specifically 11th) someday? Do you write modern au or au's in general? do you have wip at the moment? If so, could you tell me which ones and how many? Sorry for the amount of questions 😅

Hi! No need to apologize! I love questions, nonnie! 💜

Okay, so in order: I have tried so many times to write for the Eleventh Doctor. Here's my problem, I can't get the smut going. I pretty much only write smut and I find him extremely sexy but there's just something that always gets in my way. Somehow, when I reread what I have written, it feels out of character. I have considered that the reason for this is that I'm trying to do x reader and I think it would feel more organic with River maybe. I'm not sure, but just look at that chemistry!

The rest below the cut

So I think with the modern au question that might be more about HotD? I have not tried because I have quite a few concepts that I struggle with, so I leave that with more capable writers. It's not that I can't imagine the modern au; it's that a completely different time changes who the characters are and I can't reconcile it. Many, many other writers can. I do like that Doctor Who fics can be in any universe, so that's appealing to think about writing. I think most of my other fandom fics are current or future settings. The closest I get to au's is cannon divergent. I do that a lot.

Works in progress. Good lord. I posted this not too long ago because I have so many and so many false starts.

I have added a few more to this chaos since then but not many - a few requests I'm trying to get done (I'm always behind on them, sorry to those who are waiting 💕). I have a couple more ideas that I have jotted down but not enough to be considered a wip. Although quite a few of those fics in the list have been posted, I have many that are part of a languishing series or dead ends that I can't do anything with.

Essentially, my brain is chaotic and I don't have nearly enough time to write as I need.

This is just a short list of the ones that currently have my attention:

A Feyd x Atreides!reader request

Gale Buck Cleven x fem!reader (Masters of the Air)

A part 2 for In the fading light - Deamon x Dornish!reader

An Aemond x Dornish!reader because I am obsessed with the lesser-known houses of Dorne

As you can see, I am scattered all over the place! I was honestly thinking about starting my Daemon x Rhea Royce fic today, but I have so much else to write that it's on indefinite hold. So if anyone ever wondered why I'm not a fast or prolific writer, it's because I write like seven things at one time. Thanks again for the questions!

[jayflrt]

this is long sorry 😅

saw you guys talking about fanservice and i have some opinions about it. for starters i do think they were told to up it since members who didn’t really used to partake in it are doing so now. why i have no idea (i actually have a theory about it being because they’re all technically legal now, however that’s another convo) but it’s definitely more than it used to be. that being said i feel like it’s a thing with enha too. they have never been the type to tell us no, unfortunately, so if they think that the y/n type fanservice is what people want then they’re gonna continue doing it. and it is what people want sadly. since their debut they’re priority has been making fans happy even if it’s not what they themselves particularly want. it’s an issue i have with them actually because they need to start saying no and setting boundaries 😭 they are kind and people use that kindness to get whatever they want.

next is that their fanservice still isn’t that bad. it’s more than it used to be most definitely, but in comparison to some other bg’s? they are still relatively tame. it’s the fanbase that makes everything so extreme. like i have absolutely no issue with fanservice, but i cannot stand the reaction to it. not only does it generally make things seem more intense than they actually are, but sometimes it makes the guys look bad? like ik that people write him this way a lot on here (lowkey have a bone to pick with some authors and how they only portray him this way as if he has no actual personality traits), but the fact that people have genuinely called heeseung a fuckboy, cheater, playboy, and toxic as if they know anything about his personal relations? the way that’s he’s discussed you would never guess that off stage he a hopeless romantic loser (affectionate) 😭. and even outside the members that people have a tendency to say whatever they want about (heejake) it’s gotten bad. hoon for example has done a little more fanservice then he used to, but that doesn’t mean logical thinking should be going out the window. we all know that weverse translations are not accurate so why were there multiple hit tweets of him allegedly saying he wants to sleep with a fan, when in reality he was talking about a damn phone lockscreen? and nobody bothered to correct themselves? 😭

i partially blame how bad things have gotten on how young a lot of the fandom is and how they don’t know how to find a balance with things. because imagine my surprise seeing people call enha the most fanservicey group they’ve ever seen lol. y’all ever heard of vixx?

you guys also mentioned send off and dear lord. i think that was the true y/n takeover of the fandom. once people realized that enha genuinely like their fans and find interest in hearing about their lives ex. them asking us to post about our days on wv, watching engene vlogs, etc. they absolutely ran with it. i have been on entwt since enha debuted and never in my years have i seen so many people obsessed with the prospect of enha perceiving them? my entire tl got taken over by people making the same repetitive jokes about the boys being cheaters and selfies. like what do you mean we have celebrated 4 birthdays with jungwon and have never had an issue with canceling the selca day until this year and it was “oh but it’d be a cute surprise!” like you know what would be even cuter? him seeing cute sweet birthday messages under his tags and not your faces 🤗

anyways my main point is that while fanservice has increased it’s not the boys’ fault that things have gone to shit lol

i have noticed that sunghoon's been doing a lot more fanservice than before !! i remember i'd always say it's such a good day to be a jayhoon stan bc they never do fanservice 😭😭 but now hoon's playing up the parasocial relationship hard 😡 i do think it's honestly just belift seeing how their fanbase is like and trying to cater towards them more. since fanservice and the y/n treatment works then that's what they're gonna keep doing to retain their growth. but yeah i totally agree that i hope they can set more boundaries :// some of the fancalls feel so uncomfortable to watch because i feel like they're being held against their will 😭

that's also true!! i think engenes have a history for exaggerating things and making things more extreme than they need to be 🤧 like that fansign where people asked them if they're okay with their gf going to the movies with other guys or texting other guys LOL they definitely knew what was up and knew we'd like to hear some jealousy so they catered to that !! omg yeah i've heard some atrocious things they've been called and it makes me feel a little uncomfortable bc if that was being said about a random stranger,, i wouldn't like that person at all!! or i'd think they had incel mentality 😭 the fact that those get pushed on enha def feels weird but in terms of fanfiction i do think people are just writing them based on a trope, so i give authors the benefit of the doubt that they don't actually think that way !! but yeah the tweets that make them out to be sleazy....... like we don't know these men at all so these are very weird assumptions to make about people

the fate tour was definitely the rise of the y/n stans 😭😭 like EVERYTHING became about interactions and everything became a selfie trend (which i don't mind as long as it's harmless but having ensd on jungwon day???) but yeah idk if people realize it but the focus is slowly shifting from stanning enha as a group for their music and artistry to stanning them because they're boyfriend material and give their fans the y/n treatment 😔

[bi-harrymort]

yesterday i listened to the order of the phoenix audiobook while doing some chores and i was stuck on a thought about dumbledore i've had for a while but couldn't really articulate...

when i was a kid i liked him - he reminded me of my grandpa.

when i was a teen i became more critical of him and started to appreciate him as a more grey-area character, rather than what he was (i imagine) intended to be - the good and wise, albeit flawed in some ways, mentor figure.

now each year with each re-read of the books i begin to feel more and more irritated whenever he enters a scene... and i couldn't put my finger on why i felt that way (i put the blame of my irritation on fanfiction - reading about different renditions and interpretations of characters influences how we see them, especially since most of the fanfics i read in the hp fandom are, in the least, dumbledore-critical, if not outright dumbledore bashing)

but yesterday a thought struck me, when i was listening to the chapter of harry's hearing at the ministry, and the thought was that dumbledore, in canon, truly seems extremely cold and emotionless...

(many people have already talked about it, but I guess I wanted to maybe touch on some stuff that is not talked about as often?)

albus dumbledore is always kind, pleasant, composed, and presented in a way that is supposed to give us an impression of a very wise, experienced by life and its sorrows, man.

but i think what happened was that his character ended up becoming the opposite of this image.

for example, let's take his first ever scene in the series:

he meets with mcgonagall, and as they wait for hagrid to arrive with harry, they talk...

"My dear Professor, surely a sensible person like yourself can call him by his name? All this 'You- Know-Who' nonsense - for eleven years I have been trying to persuade people to call him by his proper name: Voldemort." Professor McGonagall flinched, but Dumbledore, who was unsticking two lemon drops, seemed not to notice. "It all gets so confusing if we keep saying 'You-Know-Who.' I have never seen any reason to be frightened of saying Voldemort's name."

this is the first instance in which my teeth started to grind. of course, the dialogue serves as an intoduction: mcgonagall has to tell us - the audience - who and how significant dumbledore is; in the same scene showcasing voldemort's significance.

the powerful and frightening dark lord, and the powerful, benevolent opposing figure of the story.

but, at the same time, when done this way, it presents a very... strange character... for when we look at this scene through the lenses of the fictional world dumbledore is damn well aware why he was never afraid of voldemort, and should understand why everyone else is, right?

this line paints his modesty in a fake light... (not to mention a lack of empathy to understand why people may be afraid of voldemort) a way for him to show how unremarkable he is, while clearly knowing that he isn't, all to get the points for modesty as well.

it's one thing to be modest while being aware that you may be in some ways special, its another to be 'modest' without acknowledging it, in which case you're either really oblivious or not really honest. and given the story, i wouldn't say that dumbledore is presented as an oblivious character - quite the opposite actually, given how he always seems to know everything - more than any other character. so that would leave us with the option number two...

"I know you haven't, said Professor McGonagall, sounding half exasperated, half admiring. "But you're different. Everyone knows you're the only one You-Know- oh, all right, Voldemort, was frightened of." "You flatter me," said Dumbledore calmly. "Voldemort had powers I will never have." "Only because you're too - well - noble to use them." "It's lucky it's dark. I haven't blushed so much since Madam Pomfrey told me she liked my new earmuffs."

why am i rolling my eyes? oh dumbledore, you're so different and awesome and special and noble and good! excuse me i have to throw up.

this happens over and over and over again; save for one or two instances...

but even this i always lumped into a bit of a biased and irrational dislike of a character, and so i didn't think it a sufficient reason to ever bring it up. what did persuade me to write this post is the constant, constant calmness of albus dumbledore.

now, i don't mind passive, calm, composed or, in a similar way, depressed characters. it's all about who they are, what's their backstory, their role in the story, etc.

dumbledore's calmness coupled with all of those other aspects make him into someone very emotionless; emotionless that is veering into ruthlessness. and this trait, we are told and 'shown', is supposed to be the exact opposite of his percieved personality...

he constantly keeps vital information from other people (even if the information pertains to the matters of life-and-death); allows for others (especially children) to fight his battles; shows up only in very critical moments, when he would have had the power to actually prevent some of the events from happening; and is so calm and collected throughout all of the chaos that ensues that he comes off as if he didn't really care about anyone or anything...

he preaches about love and family, and he certainly believes in it to an extent, but his actions and reactions do not fully confirm the truthfulness of his words. he's more like a general of an army - he hates to see his soldiers die, but he's got to let it, he's the only one who knows about the horcruxes - he's the only one who knows how to defeat voldemort once and for all! so he's got to stay in control...

whilst also, in the same breath, preaching about how dangerous having such control is.

telling everyone how he rejects power, claiming he doesn't have it...

whilst being in the position of absolute control.

control that he gained through his knowledge. his intelligence. his fame. his standing in the wizarding world.

he may not be the minister, but the minister heavily relies on him for most of the story... to such an extent that some people don't respect the minister himself. instead they give this respect and power to dumbledore - other witches and wizards treat dumbledore in a way dumbledore claims to reject.

because power isn't only what you do and say. power comes from other people as well. hell, maybe even more so... people give individuals their power.

you may be the smartest and the strongest person in the world and never gain even an ounce of the power that the renowned and celebrated people of the world have.

most of dumbledore's flaws are part of the writing itself - it's a children's book with a child protagonist. he and his teen friends have to save the day...

so, like with voldemort, dumbledore ends up in the limbo between made claims and the 'reality' of the story.

voldemort is powerful, brilliant; a great wizard - whether they love or hate him, other characters always admit that he was great.

dumbledore is also powerful and brilliant; a good man - most characters will confirm it every once in a while, reminding us of this fact.

but that's the issue i guess... or maybe a blessing... the story is what it is, and so when we - the fans - wish to dig deeper, we'll all end up with a thousand different interpretations of the same character, all fuelled by our own, personal understanding of the text, our own personalities and life experiences and our own ways in which we end up interacting with the source material.

so we'll always create unique explanations. some centered solely on the fictional world's perspective, and some combining fiction with the reality of the written book: its genre and possible real-life influences.

the post was supposed to be shorter, but I couldn't leave some of this stuff out... in the middle of writing i considered taking more time before updating and doing more research (maybe even make it into a much bigger project and go through all of dumbledore's scenes in all of the books)... but i decided to table it for another time.