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[ryansemporium]

Hey I'd like to add my perspective growing up queer (cis, gay male) during the 2000s in Western Europe.

There was a lot of shame. Especially as a small town boy, there was the very real feeling my family would never accept me. I went through an entire "I'm bi I'm bi I'm bi I can't be gay that would be the worst thing ever, I'm bi" phase.

My country had legal gay marriage (not even just 'civil partnership', actual marriage) by the 2000s. Despite that, mainstream opinion was still that we were a bunch of freaks and fruits. The big tv channels had "lifestyle" segments on gay people that were exoticising, demeaning, and very much "look at how these freaks live".

In true European fashion, anyone who complained was told "well AT LEAST you don't have it as bad as AMERICANS" (see also: racism)

'Don't ask, don't tell' was a thing not just in the US military but in high school as well. Palpable sense of "don't tell me you're gay so I can continue to be civil to you"

When I was out during the last year of high school, a gym teacher asked me "Hm, shouldn't you get changed in the girls' locker room instead?" (On a positive note, several of my straight male classmates immediately shut him down by calmly going "Excuse me? What? What did you say? You can't say that.")

Parties were pretty great. This might be nostalgia talking. There was (is) a semi-government-funded organisation focused on helping queer youth, and they threw parties about once a month. They had an online forum (discontinued only a couple of years ago! I hate the current internet and the Discordification of social online spaces) where I made a lot of friends, some of whom I'm still friends with to this day. Anyway, the parties were fun. I'd take the bus there and dance through the night and make out with people, thinking "are you a boy or a girl? does it matter?"

The internet was WILD. Only freaks were on there. 'Groups' and chatrooms were a big thing. I was in an MSN or Yahoo! group for Final Fantasy VIII yaoi. I made friends there too. We used ICQ messenger and Yahoo! messenger, before MSN messenger was even a thing. I sent and received nudes. Much later I wondered about some of the people I sent nudes too, and how maybe they were not 16 like me but a whole lot older. (And also: I lived. It barely affected me.)

I realised I was gay when I was in some sort of summer camp. Another kid was panicking because he thought he might be gay (he was, and in retrospect it was very obvious.) He'd got the idea from a GOVERNMENT FLYER on "you may be gay (and it's okay)", containing a bulleted list on "Things that indicate you might be gay." ("Masturbating while mainly thinking about people of the same gender as you" was the big one for me)

There were government posters up in libraries about "1 in 10 people are gay, it might be you, and that's okay!" It was... weird but well-meaning, I guess?

9/11 and the Bush Administration and the Afghanistan and Iraq war were... something. Yeah. I think a lot of us forgot that the War on Terror was a semi-religious war against islam. I know I forgot how big a role Bush's born-again christian thing played in it all until I saw some clips of his "God bless America" and "If you aren't with us you're against us" and it all came rushing back.

Chick-Fil-A being homophobic was a thing back then too. Back then straight people didn't care either. It's kinda funny how that came back up again recently.

Cultural imperialism is a thing. As a kid in Europe you get inundated in American tv shows and movies, whether you want to or not, and there's no telling what will stick. My mom and sister were really into Seventh Heaven, a shitty religious / evangelical Aaron Spelling show. I was really into South Park. I feel this has only gotten worse now that the entire Internet has narrowed down to five American-owned mega-sites.

At the same time, there was a sense of pride that most European countries didn't blindly go along with what Bush and Cheney and Powell were trying to sell about "Saddam's weapons of mass destruction". The whole "freedom fries" debacle was the first time me and many of my peers realised America is a deeply unserious nation.

The internet was a lot better, though.

…I’m asking this as a younger queer person who was busy with other things during the 2000s (namely being a toddler/very young child)…what was being queer teen in the early 2000s like? Also, before I go interrogate the first willing 40 year old I find at the LGBT Center…do you know of any books or articles about this time period?

it was a lot of being forced through abstinence only sex education, getting hate crimed, being super eating disordered and that being completely normalized and even considered healthy, having classmates die of a mix of eating disorders & drug use, rampant teen pregnancy, both teachers and students getting into fistfights, being sexually harassed literally all the time, the one trans kid having to take school online so he wouldnt kill himself, 25 year olds hanging out around the school giving girls cigarettes and sexually assaulting them, working a part time job at the mall for 5.50 an hour then driving home to find your mom watching bill oreilly ranting about how people like you are evil and disgusting and next thing jeff dunhams on the tv doing jokes about dead muslims. cant tell you just how ambient and everywhere both violent homophobia and rape culture were like it was omnipresent. lotta slurs too. lots of teens getting black out drunk all the time and puking and getting into situations. what resistance to the wars i got to see in my small ish city was a few rallies of a few dozen people and some protest signs tied to highway overpasses, but otherwise american flags and jingoistic propaganda were everywhereeeee, on every minivan window and classroom etc. nobody spoke up for gay people that wasnt gay and everybody hated women and were so so anti black

the internet was a lot better though.

[lesmiix]

hii!! could you write hcs/oneshot of hyun-ju finding out reader has a daughter? like how she would react and bond with her?

have a lovely day/night!! ❤️

Hyun-ju finding out you have a daughter!

Hyun-ju x Fem!reader

Summary: You started dating Hyun-ju not so long ago, but she still doesn't know you have a daughter.

a/n: OMG THIS IS SOOOO CUTE Thank you so much for this request!!!

Hyun-ju requests are OPEN

You would have told Hyun-ju about your daughter not too long after you two have started dating, maybe 3-4 weeks later.

Wether you told her accidentally or directly.

"So, uhh... Hyun-ju, there's something I really need to tell you." You said nervously, playing with your hands, you really didn't want to take too long on telling her that little secret, so you decided to tell her right after having dinner in a really nice restaurant.

"Sure, what is it?" She asked, seeing the nervoursness in your face.

"I... uh... I had a boyfriend some years ago, it was not the best relationship but we were too immature to realize what we were doing so... I ended up getting pregnant and..." You chuckled a bit. "When I told him about it, we had a really bad fight and then he just dissapeared. I didn't have the guts to abort her, so... well... I understand if you want us to stop having all of these little dates." You couldn't stare at her in the eyes, fearing to see any disgust or dissapointment look on her face.

After some seconds of silence, you heard a soft giggle.

"That's okay, pretty girl, I don't have any problem with that so, can you tell me more about her?" She said after letting a small peak on your soft lips.

She would be the best mother ever, as a result of her childhood traumas, she wouldn't want your daughter to go through the same tough stuff as her did, so she would always make sure that the little girl knew she could trust her 2 mommies.

She'd help you preparing her food, and if she was still a baby and you were not at home, she'd be the most delicate while preparing the milk, always being really carefull with the temperature. If you decided to breastfeed her, she would silently watch you both with a cute smirk on her face, resting her head on your shoulder, wondering what has she done to deserve such a beautiful family.

Hyun-ju doesn't really like to stay at home all day everyday, so she would make plans for the three of you, like going to an aquarium, amusment parks, small trips on close cities or simply going shopping to the mall.

She truly loved spending time watching movies or playing hide and seek with your daughter, even though sometimes you and your girlfriend needed some privacity and hired a babysitter for the night.

Before you moved in together, if you had to work until very late, you'd call her to ask if she could babysit your daughter for a while until you got home.

"Hey, my love, I'm going to stay a little longer at work tonight, is it okay if I asked you to babysit Sheila? I'll try to finish as soon as I can, I won't take too long, maybe three hours more, I guess... I just have a ton of paperwork to fi-" You couldn't even finish your sentence as she cut you off.

"Baby, it's okay, take the time you need, I'm on my way"

As Hyun-ju doesn't have contact with her parents anymore, you would spend christmas with your family.

She would be this kind of "respectful parenting" mom, like, she would NEVER raise her voice or her hand at her, but NEVER NEVER NEVER, doesn't matter how bad your daughter screwed up. They would have a long chat if she did something bad, but Hyun-ju would speak to her very softly.

Overall, she would be the greatest mother your daughter could have ever had.

a/n: AWW I loved how this turned out!! 😭

[sweetbunpura]

Past Relationships.

I know Valentine's day is around the corner, but I couldn't resist the urge to write about Yuu's past relationships~

"Yuu."

The girl looked over at Epel as the first year group sat in the courtyard. The winter frost had started melting early as temperature started to rise allowing the gang to break out the lighter jackets today.

"You said you were in a couple of relationships in the past. What was the worst?"

"Really?" Ace looked at the farmer. "That's what you ask?"

"I mean, she said she's been in worse ones before!" Epel crossed his arms. "I was just curious."

"It's fine, it's fine." Yuu waved her hand and hummed as she tried to remember. "I think I was like either thirteen or fourteen at time, I kinda blotted the guy's name from my memory. Probably Brad or some other boring shitty name. Uh, he was part of the basketball team and he asked me out on a date."

"You said yes?" Jack raised an eyebrow.

"I was young, sue me." She shrugged. "Anyway, he took me out on a movie date and a couple of other dates until we officially announced we were dating."

"There's a "but" in there." Deuce pointed out.

"You are correct. A week or two later, he starts acting really shitty. I'm talking calling me names and talking me down and shit. Calling me ugly and how I should be lucky he gave me a chance at all." She scoffs. "He even said I was pretty for a black girl, can you believe that shit? He even tried getting money out of me, saying how he was entitled to some of it since I was his boyfriend."

"He should be lucky he isn't here." Sebek crosses his arms with a glare.

"He wouldn't even last a day here. About a month into dating, he notices I'm not bending the knee to him, giving into his demands and everything. Basically, the emotional manipulation isn't working and so he tries to amp it up. By now, the whole school knows something was going on with me and him. I wasn't popular, but I was nice enough that people wanted me to be their friend." Yuu curled a strand of hair around her finger. "When the amped up manipulation doesn't work, he tries physically attacking me."

The boys eyes widen as they heard that and tensed up.

"Sevens, Yuu!" Deuce sat up. "What happened? Tell me you knocked this guy into next week!"

"I did. The moment he tried to punch me, I caught it and punched him in the face. He cried and held his face while he's on the ground, complaining that I broke his nose. He kicks at me and well.... I start swinging. Teachers had to pry me off of him and call my parents, big whole ass issue." She sighed.

"How did you manage to take all of that for a month?" Ortho blinks.

"Simple, I told my mom about everything he had done and she told me to write it down so she could gather evidence on it. But she also told me never to believe the lies someone like him spits out in order to drag me down. He didn't like how strong I was compared to him, so he tried to tear me down with words instead." She crossed her arms. "My dad and mom said I could only fight back if he throw the first punch, he did and he was swiftly put in his place. Come to find out it was all a dare one by his shitty teammates cause they dared him to ask me out and date me because they thought I wasn't attractive enough."

"What happened to the guy, Henchhuman?"

"The school and his family got sued, they tried to sue us instead but because of all the evidence and eye witnesses, they couldn't get away with it. That's the story, the end~"

"I see why he's the worst now." Epel muttered. "Almost regret asking. Wait... is that why you have issues with Ace ghosting that girl?"

"Can you stop bringing it up!?" Ace snapped.

"Honestly, yeah." Yuu fixed the red head with a glare. "But I've gone off on him about it."

"So..." Jack spoke up. "...Does he know?"

Everyone's eyes shifted over to see Leona walking down the hallway as he yawned. He was unaware of the eyes on him as he continued walking.

"I've told him everything and I had to stop him from shredding the bed." Yuu gave a soft smile. "Four relationships and this one is the golden one."

"...Wait four?"

"Story time's up boys!" She got to her feet. "Another time maybe."

[abbysimsfun]

Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 140 (Rafa's Loyalty)

Though he left to reap two souls in other parts of Simlandia before their arrival, Grim was back to meet the Landgraabs' jet at the Sulani airport before leading the way to the shack where Ash had been held captive. The place had become an active crime scene, so Felix, Lilith, Rafa, and Melissa were all still around to answer questions - even though the story they'd given the Sulani police force was a ruse.

They'd rehearsed until sunrise, because the Landgraabs were too well known for a tale of time-travelling kidnappers to remain off the news. Not even Malcolm's own network, Simlandia National, would resist throwing their reporter and his family to the proverbial wolves over such sensational headlines.

But once Ash was safely reunited with his family, Felix cleared his throat as he glanced nervously toward Rafa. The man's cold, empty stare had eased somewhat, but not entirely. "Are you ready to tell them what you told me before sunrise?" wondered Felix cautiously. "The cops are done here for now; they can't hear you."

Rafa frowned, but with a fitful nod he started talking. "We told the cops it was hitmen, and they nodded along like they knew exactly who we were talking about. I killed them in self-defense and they said no one would press charges, but the hitmen were hired by Marco, the man with the tattoo on his face who grabbed Ash from the park in San Myshuno yesterday."

Conrad frowned as he recalled a name from the police database. "Ximena's known associate, Marco Peralta? He's been off the grid for years. No one knows where he is."

Rafa nodded. "He looked a lot older than the last time I saw him a few years ago. The tattoo on his face is new. I knew he'd recognize me so I told him I knew Ximena was in prison, but I was still on her side. I told him whatever he was doing, I wanted to help him. When he realized he'd landed in Sulani, and when, he called some hitmen he'd worked with out here. They're into smuggling kava on top of taking out people for money or working security, but they keep the islands for themselves. No Los Tigres, but still no wonder the cops didn't want to open an investigation into their deaths, I guess."

"No one's visited Ximena since she got booked at Brindleton Prison," Conrad insisted. Rafa exchanged nervous glances with Felix, Melissa, and Lilith before taking a deep breath.

"Marco used a remote or something to send him and Ash ahead ten years so he could give the boy to Ximena. In the future. I asked why, and Ximena told him she needs him for something, but he got paid and said he'd jumped before, so he didn't ask any more questions."

"Jumped? What do you mean 'jumped?'"

"Time travel. A little over a decade from now, Ximena's free and still trying to destroy your life. This time, she wanted to hit when you'd least suspect it and wouldn't be able to pin it on her, knowing she's still got some time behind bars and no calls logged in her prison records. But he said the remote snapped and the travel didn't work, sending them here where he had to wait for someone to bring him another one to try again. He said he'd called about it and expected the replacement pieces in a day or two."

"From who?"

Rafa shrugged. "He didn't get that far before we got back to the shack."

"Marco told you all of this before you killed him? Did he say who was sending it?"

"The officers took his phone into evidence before they moved the bodies," explained Felix, adding with a hopeful lilt, "They seem fairly competent, so it should get logged correctly."

Rafa nodded, a pained expression dragging over his sharp cheekbones. "I know you'll never stop asking me, but I changed my mind. I'm going to turn myself in," he announced quietly.

Conrad's stomach lurched, a torrent of emotions racing through him as Rafa's lip curled to speak of his sister. "Ximena saved me from Selvadorada because she knew the cartel kidnapped kids, and now - or years from now, I guess - she's still after her enemies? Taking kids and working with time travellers! It's insane. She'll come after me, you and your family...She'll come after Mel. I can't let her do it. I'll tell law enforcement everything I know that she's done. I'll face my charges, too. I don't want to live on the run for the rest of my life."

"I know what Felix told you about the possibility of no jail time, but there's no guarantee-"

"I know."

Conrad wrapped his arms around him in a tight embrace, relief washing over him as he realized this would finally be over after almost five years. "Thank you. For that, and for tonight. It couldn't have been easy..."

Rafa looked away quickly, shrugging it off with just as much speed. "It's fine. They probably would have killed us if I didn't do it first."

Heather glanced at the man Conrad cared for like a brother, replaying in her mind everything she'd thought of him in the years since she'd learned of his existence. None of those thoughts mattered now he'd saved her son, and she offered him a warm smile.

"Conrad and I will do anything we can to convince a judge to be lenient. I'm more grateful for what you did for Ash than I could ever express."

Rafa nodded. "You're welcome. Once I sell out my sister, Conrad will be the closest thing I have to family. I didn't help Ash just for me."

Heather smiled. "If you're like family to Conrad, you're like family to me. Thank you."

For close to five years, they'd all kept Nancy Landgraab in the dark, and Ash's grandmother fumed as she surveyed the shack with Geoffrey and Malcolm. "How dare they not mention this to me? Now that girl with green hair is trying to convince me her boyfriend is an innocent man. A wanted member of a cartel! If I had any idea a cartel was causing problems for my grandson, I would have increased security."

"Of course you would have," Geoffrey agreed. "Try to stay focused on the fact Ash is safe. We're going to take him home."

"No, we're not, because Malcolm handed over custody without a fight when Ash was a baby. Before Conrad and his past ever became an issue...And those Watcher-awful men kept poor Ash in this squalid place!"

"I know you've been holding this in since we boarded the jet, but it's still not the time, Nancy."

Outside, Ash was already smiling. "Can we stay for a holiday and climb up to the mouth of the volcano? I shouldn't have to go back to school so soon after being kidnapped!"

"Sorry, but school's a safer place for you right now than the mouth of a volcano," Conrad reasoned. "Besides, your mom has a doctor's appointment in a few days."

Ash looked to his mother with confusion as she patted her stomach. "Yesterday, Conrad and I found out we're having another baby."

"You are? Really?! When!?"

"About seven months from now."

"Wow! By then we'll have Captain Whitaker, too, and you'll have the new clinic! I hope it's a brother this time!"

Heather and Conrad smiled. They were headed for a busy year, indeed, but the impending stress meant nothing compared to their jubilation that Ash was okay.

With a wave of gratitude for his unearthly helper, Ash sent Grim off to continue his work reaping souls.

Time travel, and these new revelations about Ximena, were a problem for another day. For now, they just wanted to go home. ->

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BONUS: Heather full on side-eyeing me for inserting Malcolm at the last minute because I forgot him initially. 😂 In my defense, he didn't even meet Ash until he was a year old by his own choice, and I had to force him to visit via his domineering parents.

[thatoneautisticshark]

Okays for one I'm just now following and discovering your stuff and I am eating it UPPP I'm vibing with it yes!

Secondly! I loved this blurb of yours in particular! Obv feel free to ignore if you aren't up for requests or anything but I'm so down for this?? Idk how you feel about poly!141 though I think I've seen it mentioned a bit so far, but I would honestly just love to hear more of your ideas regarding that with poly 141.

Maybe Simon amd Price are the beginning of it, Price taking care of Simon and things going from there, then eventually Soap and Gaz get involved because of course they do! Maybe they fond out about Price and Simon's after mission care, maybe Ghost sees that Gaz is beyond stressed and tells him he should go to Price for 'help'! Maybe there could be a litttttle hint of angst and Soap having self esteem issues and he gets a little withdrawn because he can tell something is going on with the others that he isn't a part of, but he doesn't know what, Price would fix that real quick and make sure Soap feels loved and included. They all end up taking care of and looking after eachother, they're used to looking after one another but now there's more to it! They all end up involved with eachother and they get a happy ending because I (and the entire community) say so.

Also random bit of talk, but I just love the idea of 141 retiring together from the military, living together, even working together still! Coffee/tea shop for shits and giggles of course, but I think maybe something like a mechanics shop or even some construction or renovation stuff would suit them more! They're used to keeping busy and using their hands, fixing problems, they do well with the labor involved it's what they're used to.

Anyways!!!! Just thought I'd word vomit all of this out there lmfao, sorry for the novel written 🤣😭 I haven't touched Tumblr in a while which is crazy bc the cod men have not left my brain since I was last here. Anyways!!!! I hope you have a wonderful day thank you for reading this far!!!

hehehe! Thank you so much! I'm glad people are enjoying. None of my baby soap yet, but I wanted to post this before I go to bed :3

Gaz was the first to know what was happening between his lieutenant and captain, having had the … misfortune, although he wouldn't really call it that, of walking in on Ghost with price's dick in his mouth.

He hadn't even realised it was Ghost at first, with no mask on, and Jesus he was pretty.

And Price all flushed, and god the size of his dick. Gaz was happy for them obviously. But he couldn't say he wasn't a bit jealous.

Not of one or the other in particular, he'd love to be in either of their positions. But it wasn't a clawing nasty jealousy.He didn't get sour seeing them together.

It was just more of a, ‘Well buggar’ I can't get with either now. But all in all, Gaz didn't give a shit, he was happy they were happy.

But right now, he didn't want to think about it, his brain would twist it. He was sitting out by one of the fields in the rain. Just needing the fresh air, the getaway, something.

All the back to back missions, and then family drama did not have him in the best headspace, he was tired and exhausted and just wanted to shut his fucking brain down.

He was so in his head, he didn't even notice Ghost coming up beside him, until a large warm hand was on his shoulder, causing him to jump.

“Alright Kyle?”the voice came soft.

Gaz froze, unsure how to answer, he couldn't exactly be honest, but he didn't want to lie.

He hated lying to those he cared about.“Uhm…. Debatable?”

The hand in his shoulder moved to his hair. “Hm, how about we don't debate your mental state, and instead get you inside and dry.” It was phrased as a suggestion, but Gaz knew it was an order.

He nodded mutely, allowing Ghost to pull him up to his feet. A hand on the small of his back, leading him. Well that was certainly the intention. For Gaz currently it was much more of a grounding force. Had that touch not been there, he genuinely thought he might have burst into tears.

He barely realised where they were going until they were within the Superior officers building, but… they weren't going to Ghosts room?Gaz frankly didn't have the energy to question it. He trusted Ghost, whatever he was doing, Gaz would follow.

He blinked as Ghost led him into Price's room. He hadn't been in here much.but it was cosy, warm toned, many pillows around, blackout curtains, a few candles. All together something that already made Gaz want to relax.

Even as he shivered from the chill settling in. He had no clue why he was being brought here, but didn't argue. Price looked up from his bed, his eyes narrowing, at the state of Gaz.

He was pretty sure he looked shit. Eyes were probably red from crying, whole body drenched and shivering, being led by Ghost.He probably looked pathetic as fuck.

And now his captain was seeing this.

Before his thoughts could spiral more, Price stood up, walking over.Gaz wasn't quite sure what he expected, but it wasn't Price's warm hands gently cupping his face, thumbs rubbing his cheeks.

And it especially wasn't the soft coo “Aw… sweet boy, your soaking. Come on, what's happening?” As the rough hands tugged him gently towards the couch. He vaguely registered that Ghost followed, the hand on his back not moving even as he was sat on the couch. It still being a warm, grounding weight.

Price knelt In Front of him, a hand on his thigh “How long were you in the rain love? You’re freezing cold.” Gaz couldn't even put together enough words to explain, he honestly wasn't sure.

Luckily Ghost spoke. “I know he was out there for at least an hour. The idiot” The last sentence was said fondly.

Price winced. “No wonder you are fully drenched, love. Come on” Price's calloused hands slide under the sergeants shirt. “You'll catch a cold” he murmured before directing his attention to Ghost “Si, you know where my spares are”

Gaz was so out of it, he barely registered he whined slightly when Ghost stood, stopping rubbing his back. Price immediately shushed him, in that same gentle quiet tone. “Shh relax darling, he is just grabbing something for me yeah?”

His tone was soft as he pulled Gaz's shirt off, chucking it aside. His hands trailing the skin warming it up, and gently soothing the younger man.

Soon Ghost returned, slipping one of Price's larger shirts over Gaz's head, and then slipping a larger soft pair of track pants onto him as well.

Gaz simply moved where they prompted, trusting them, as they dressed him in warm, dry clothes.He still wasn't sure what he expected but it wasn't both men then standing and sitting on either side, but he was too tired to question it and just melted against them.

Price voice was sweet like honey in his ear. “That's it Lovie. Settle down, it's okay”Gaz's eyes absently tracked over to Ghost, trying to get a glimpse of his expression.

His… boyfriend? Sex partner? Whatever was calling Gaz love. Was he not bothered?Ghost seemed to immediately understand the look, one of his unique skills. “We aren't monogamous, you know? I mean we don't even technically have a label on it, but price makes really good stress relief, if you like subbing.”

Gaz blinked, finally speaking for the first time since entering the room “I.. are you.. encouraging me to fuck him??”

His lieutenant shrugged “Not necessarily fuck, but he is good. Even if you keep all your clothes on, he can get you relaxed and in a sweet headspace, and you clearly need something Kyle”

They weren't monogamous? Not only that, Ghost was encouraging it, and price wasn't arguing? Gaz felt like his head might explode, he couldn't believe it.

He definitely wanted to.. but.. he didn't want to leave Ghost's side. And then that fucking power of Ghosts kicked in again.

“I can stay, Kyle. I don't have to go anywhere” At the nod he received he continued “just relax and be a good boy yeah? We'll take care of you”

Gaz had never considered himself a bottom, or submissive in any amount, he always topped. Even with soap, when they fooled round, there usually was no one in control, but if anyone was, it was Gaz.

But at those sweet, sweet words of praise, and Ghost gently tugging him onto the thick soft thighs, he melted. Fuck he would do anything they asked.

Price huffed a laugh. “Oh the sweet boy, yeah? You're gonna be so good for us” He murmured, stroking Gaz's hair.

Slowly, gaz's head started to drift off into a much nicer place. It was softer, gentler. Mission reports and recruit files fell to the wayside, briefings and emails were long forgotten.

Family drama, and exhausting missions were not even a thought as he leaned against Ghost's chest as Price's hands trailed across him, gentle.

Treating him as if he was important.A hand made it's way to his hair, he wasn't even sure whose it was, but it scratched the crown of his scalp just right.

The weight a comfort, in his damp hair. He, much to his mild dismay, began to drift off, sandwiched between the two men. He tried to fight it at first, but when Price gently rumbled at him to rest, they could continue another day, his eyes flickered shut.

[lunarmoonanons]

The Wedding

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It's here. The Wedding of Tyrell Reader to Maegor. There is reference to rape of a minor in this fic. Underage girl marrying an older man. If this triggers you please read something else. Something happy.

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It was a dreaded day. The day of her marriage to Maegor. She was not immediately married to the grown man when he killed her aunt and stole her away. He waited a week arranging things for their wedding. More so threatening her father into accepting the marriage and telling his wives and mother about the intent to marry the child. Alys protested, Ceryse pitied, Tyanna smirked, and Visenya glared. YN believed Visenya didn’t like her and didn't want her married to her dear son. But Maegor insisted, despite the concerns of her council and displeasure of the women around him. He saw the girl came from a fertile mother and had beautiful siblings, so she would give him beautiful children whether she liked it or not. 

When the morning of her wedding came, the girl hid under her blankets trying to avoid the day. She clutched her doll close to her and tried to imagine she was back in Highgarden. Back where her dove and cat would greet her in the morning. Back where she could run barefoot through the gardens. She cried every night for the past week. Having nightmares of Maegor straddling her and choking her. Yet unlike in Highgarden she couldn’t run to her parent’s room for comfort. The girl cried when she realized she couldn’t have her mother sing her lullaby to her. She would have to sing to herself to comfort her. She was a fawn without a mother. 

The morning of her wedding she hid under her blankets. Hiding when she heard someone entering her room and coming to sit on her bed. A gentle hand reached toward the blanket that covered her head. Gently tugging at the blanket. 

“Come out, little one.” The gentle voice of Ceryse prodded. With a gentle strength she pulled the blanket down and uncovered the girl. “You must get ready.”

“I can’t. I won’t. Please just let me hide here until he forgets I exist.” YN pleaded and began to tear up. 

“You must. Maegor will not allow you to stay hidden all day. And you do not want his anger to look toward you.” Ceryse tried to explain. “You must be brave, little girl. I promise the pain will pass.” 

YN began to cry and tried wiping her cheeks so her face would not look puffy in front of Maegor. “ I want my mommy.” 

Ceryse smiled sadly and rubbed her hand on the girl’s back. “I know, little girl.”

The older woman pulled the girl from her bed and called for her servant to bring in her wedding dress. It ddin;t look like anything from Westeros. It was strange and foreign. YN noticed the headdress that came with it. YN didn’t want to wear this Valyrian garb. She had a dress from Highgarden that she wanted to wear. But Ceryse explained that for the ceremony she had to wear the Valryian garb. And for the feast she could wear the Highgarden dress. 

As YN was dressed she fiddled with her hands. When the foreign dress was on and adjusted about her, Ceryse had the girl sit down as she did her hair and headdress. The girl couldn’t bring herself to look in the mirror as Ceryse made her hair up. The older woman was gentle with her as she made the girl up. When she was done, Ceryse brought her hand under the girl’s chin and made her look at herself in the mirror. 

“See? You look beautiful.” Ceryse tried to comfort her with a compliment. 

“I look like a strange woman.” YN said. Wiping the tear that came down her cheek. 

The door to her room opened and entered Visenya. YN cowered into herself as the oldest woman looked stern and angry. YN was always afraid of Visenya even when she was living here with her aunt and had the protection of her family name. Now she had no such protection. Now she could be hurt by the Queen mother and Maegor. 

“It is time. Get her up.” Visenya demanded and left in quick succession. 

YN’s hands began to shake as Ceryse led her away from the safety of her room and toward the altar. The girl’s breathing came in quick succession as she got closer to the altar where she would be tied to Maegor till death of one of them. Maegor loomed at the altar. He looked big and intimidating as he stood there, waiting for the girl. When she arrived at the altar she tried to put on a brave face. Trying her best not to cry as the ceremony began. 

It all went by in a blur. When Maegor cut her hand with a sacred knife and when he cut his own hand and brought it to hers, he cut his own lip but spared her lip the same face. The Valryian priest spoke in a strange language that she could not understand. YN said nothing throughout the ceremony. She kept her gaze lowered as Maegor stared her down. And as suddenly as she was captured, she was married. Maegor gave her a strong kiss on her lips as she tried to pull away from his grip. 

The feast went as fast for her as the ceremony. She sat at a table looming over the hall, wearing her Tyrell fashion dress. She didn’t speak to anyone as the night went on. Maegor noticed her silence and distance as he loomed over the gathering. He signaled something to Ceryse and the woman went to YN and whispered that she could go to her rooms now. Go and wait for Maegor. Not needing another word, the girl walked as fast as she could, practically running back to her rooms. Once there she disrobed and put on her nightgown. Begging the gods for Maegor to drink so much he forgets about his marriage night. 

The time ticked by and YN paced back and forth in her room. Her hair down and about her shoulders as she pulled on the ends. She became more and more anxious as the time went on. Thinking every sound was Maegor coming for her as she waited for him.

Just as her hope of Maegor forgetting about her became real, a loud sound of footsteps broke her concentration. Her door opened suddenly and there was Maegor in her room. He looked so big compared to her. He loomed like a monster over the small girl. He stalked toward he, driving her back to the bed. She clammered back onto her bed and scooted back till her back hit the headboard. He climbed on the bed and grabbed her neck. Forcefully bringing his lips to hers. Harshly kissing her. She whimpered and closed her eyes. Trying to block out what was going to happen. 

She didn’t remember much of that night. Just the pain. He was so big and so strong that his grip on her left bruises. His thrusts made her cry from the pain. She bled from between her legs as he forced himself inside. She remembered crying and asking him to stop. Begging. But he was ruthless. Not stopping till he had his fill. He didn’t even undress himself or her. Just hiked up her nightgown and pulled down his pants. 

When it was finally over, he left a gentle kiss on her forehead. YN laid on the bed not looking at him as he left. Once he was gone she pulled the doll she kept under her pillow and held it close to her chest as she curled up. She began to cry and she stroked the doll’s hair and imagined her mother coming to sing for her. 

“Lullaby, oh, Lullaby…” She started and began to sob as she sang. “My lovely Lulla moon… Tip-toe by, where my babies lie… In your tiny silver shoon…Will you guard? WIll you keep? Will you watch over please?” Her sobs grew louder inbetween her lyrics. “My wee ones, my lambkins… My sweet chick-a-chick-a-dees… Lullaby, oh, Lullaby… In your tiny silver shoon…” 

She sang over and over to herself as cried. Thinking of her mother as she laid curled up on her bed. Imagining her mother back with her to sing her to sleep. 

“I want my mommy…” She sobbed.

@gulnarsultan

[iamthelemonlord]

Duke of death and his maid au:

CW: // animal death

Lwj gets cursed where anything he touches dies. He discovered his curse when he went out one the morning to his rabbit hutch.

No one had ever heard lwj scream, let alone cry before. When lqr comes running out to see what had happened, lwj was crying over the dead bodies of his rabbits. Seeing him distraught, they had kept coming towards him to comfort him, only to instantly die when they came into contact with lwj.

Lqr walked towards him to ask what had happened and comfort him. Lwj screamed as he saw his uncle come close. "Don't touch me!" His back hit a tree, causing it to instantly wilt.

"Wangji!?" Lqr exclaimed, confusion and horror clouding his features.

Lwj watched as the tree withers and dies. He falls to the ground, confused as to why this was happening to him. His uncle watches helplessly as the grass in contact with lwj shrivels up, becoming lifeless.

Not knowing what else to do, lqr urges lwj up without going near him and rushes him inside the manor. He sits him down and orders the servants to bring him tea and something to eat but warn not to touch him.

As the servants run about, lqr discovered that before this curse had taken hold, lwj had dreamt that someone had visited him and placed the curse on him, their parting words to him were that now no one will be able to truly love him. He'd thought it was just a dream until this morning. This was all anyone could go on. With no way of knowing the truth and no trace of the witch, there was no known way of breaking the spell. They know of none who are familiar with magic.

As he is only the second heir, lwj is taken to a secluded manor and locked away where there is nothing but wilderness. Someone comes by once in a while to clean, but they never stay, fearful of coming in contact with the lord of the manor. All he can do now is search for answers as he rots away alone. The Lan family would continue to provide for him and help with his research but other then that, lwj was on his own.

Try to imagine if you would, a life where you can never embrace the one you love, never once feel their skin against yours. He takes the life's breath out of anything he touches. That was the curse the witch so cruelly inflicted upon him. No animal, human, or plants were except, of course. Regarding his nephew doomed to live his life without knowing the warmth of another, his uncle only complained:

Lqr: That child is like death incarnate!

(Authors note: The last paragraph above and the character line are not my own. It is an excerpt from the English dub of the show. These are not my original words. This narration goes hard, I swear!)

Then, one day, someone appeared at his door, claiming to be his new butler who would be living there from now on. It was wwx who lwj had grown up with, wwx's mother being close friends with Iqr. He was no butler. He didn't have a title, but his family had some land and prestige. Lwj turned him away, calling him insane for wanting to work there. Wwx tells him not to worry. He knows the circumstances and is prepared.

Wwx: Come on, Lan Zhan! We're friends! Let me work here 😁

Lwj: Get lost!

Wwx: Don't be like that! I received permission from your uncle! I'm to stay here and serve you while researching the curse.

Lwj: I do not need help! I am fine on my own! Leave now!

Wwx: Nope! I'm staying!

Lwj slammed the door in wwx's face before he could take a step into the manor. He left him out there thinking he'd get bored and leave soon. Wwx did not leave and stayed sitting on the front steps playing with a stick in the dirt. As night fell and lwj saw that wwx was still there, he relented. He opened the front door and stared down at him.

Lwj: One night, and you're out by morning.

Wwx: Once I take a step in there, you'll never get rid of me.

Lwj: Wei Ying! 😡

Wwx: Laaaan Zhaaaaan! 🙄

Lwj groans in frustration but lets wwx in. Wwx practically skips inside avoiding contact with lwj. He soon makes himself at home and a week later he's still there. Working. Lwj had contacted his uncle only to find that yes wwx was hired by him to help care for lwj and assist in his research. Apparently wwx was an expert in witch magic, specifically curses.

After a heated back and forth with his uncle, wwx was permitted to stay.

He did everything he said he would: oversees the manor and helps with research albeit late in the day since he isn't an early riser. The only issue lwj sees with the arrangement is that the man gets TOO CLOSE to him!

Lwj tends to wear gloves and long sleeves but the curse works through clothes. The layer has to be thick enough that it is not HIM someone is touching, yet wwx seems to not care! One too many times now their noses had almost touched! The man was courting death.

One night while they were sitting together wwx brought up a new topic.

Wwx: we should hire other people. This place is too big

Lwj: No

Wwx: Laaaan Zhaaaaaan!

Lwj: it is too dangerous. Either way, no one besides you would want to stay here.

Wwx stands from his seat and leans across the table, their faces almost touching causing lwj to almost tumble over his seat.

Lwj: WEI YING!

wwx ignores him: What if they can't be affected by your curse?

Lwj: That's impossible. They would have to be invulnerable or dead.

Wwx: if I find someone, will you hire them?

Not thinking he would, lwj agrees with an eye roll.

The next day wwx drags a man to the manor by the name Wen Ning who had been looking for a job. He was from a branch of a prestigious noble family but has been cast out due to being cursed to continue walking the earth after his death. He had died a year ago and now no one but his sister wanted anything to do with him.

Wwx: Your curse stipulates that they have to be living.

Wwx shoves wn towards lwj. In reflex he catch him. Horrified he looks at the man in his arms who blinks back at him.

Lwj: Wei Ying!

Lwj was furious. He righted wn before facing off with wwx

Lwj: That was completely out of line! You could have killed him... again!

Wwx: and I was sure you wouldn't. There's no breath to take. Now what room should we give him?

Wn became the gardener.

After a few weeks a woman showed up to their door announcing herself as WQ, WN sister. She request to stay so she can be with her brother in return she can be their physician and help with the research on curses. At this point lwj has no say anymore and wq is invited to stay The house used to be so quiet and now noise kept filling the space. He may not be able to touch his friends but he could once again feel their warmth. Lwj had become so accustomed to being alone that he forgot he missed being around others. Now he doesnt feel the least bit lonely.

Fin for now.

Kind of wanna do a longer thing with it either way but it's the general idea.

Notes on things to happen:

-At some point wwx gets bunnies that wn cares for in the garden and lwj can enjoy from afar.

-They solve the curse (duh)

- some magic fuckery. Some friends they make alongb the way are witches

- lots of edging stuff (nsfw)

This is very much from an edging type of anime. The original with the maid (Alice) all she likes to do is tease the Duke (very wx coded)

[furious-rogue-stuff]

My UNPOPULAR opinion about Babygirl:

To say I went into it not at all the demo audience that the film was being catered to is an understatement, but blame Pedro Pascal for piquing my interests in seeing it thanks to his RAVE REVIEWS and overall enthusiasm for Babygirl. I listened to the A24 podcast he did with the director of Babygirl and it sounded so unlike what I thought the movie would be, that I said "Ah, fuck it. What the hell let's see it" last night.

So I'm either the biggest PRUDE in the world next to Pedro Pascal, or this just was everything I hate about the power play, degradation trope that's so en vogue these days!

I'm curious what other Xennials, Millennials and Gen Xers think of the movie, because I know that Gen Z loves this degradation shit. I just cannot get down with it.

Ultimately while it had great performances throughout, I think my issue is I am an outcomes-focused person. If I'm presented with a scenario in which I know there is even a HINT of a possible destructive outcome, I just don't do it. And from the get go, that's all the plot is - one long, predictable, dangerously destructive outcome. Also, I think there's a fine line between consensual power play dynamics being a normal and healthy outlet versus degrading exercises in entrapment and coercion that can psychologically and emotionally damage the participants. And this movie - to me - heavily falls in the latter.

It's one thing to have the thrill of, "Oh, we could get caught and that is thrilling yet scary yet invigorating." It's another for it to be predicated on, "Well I could go report you right now and ruin your life. I could destroy your career and you'll lose everything, unless you tell me what I want to hear and do what I say."

And while it's hinted at throughout that these are two consenting adults, ultimately, who are confused and unsure and neurotic about what they're embarking and peddling in with each other, ultimately the coercive element is ALWAYS present and threatened several times by him, and the resolution at the end of the film - to me - proves he had ulterior motives the entire time. And if he didn't, then he was reckless and frivolous the way he goes about things. But worse, like Antonio Banderas' character proclaims, she is the one who jeopardizes her family and kids over her neurotic and banal sexual proclivities and can't be honest about that until she's been confronted with exposure.

There's no villain or anything like that in this (except for her power-obsessed assistant using her knowledge of their relationship to leverage a promotion over the threat of exposing her elicit affair with the dude, who was an intern AND the assistant's bf 🙈), but the mania and horny hysteria over it says a lot to me about the state of interpersonal relationships, self worth, and the need to be gratified by engaging in perilous and harmful behavior; being degraded under the threat of personal fallout in order to reel with the need to be infantilized and protected by the force that's degrading you to begin with 🤢

Also PS - the dude was not hot at all enough to justify all this shit! 😅 NOW, if Paul Mescal was her intern telling her what to do and calling her babygirl, I might've seen the appeal, even just a little. But this dude looks like he has anemia and a vitamin D deficiency! And his "Father Figure" dance was the most cringe, unsexy thing to me!

[babybearnation]

Gender neutral baking uni student 👀

Liam, Jack and Arthur?

-💙

im assuming this is meant to be a uni au with a reader who loves to bake but forgive me if im wrong lol. also all of my knowledge is based on uk unis so please forgive me if this seems unfamiliar/weird to my non-brits. alsoalso i randomly assigned them degrees lol

gn!baker!reader (university au)

liam lawson (music major):

you two probably met at a university event where you were hired to bring the sweet treats and he was hired to bring the sweet tunes

you two bond instantly, especially when he realises you made the very yummy cookies that he's been snacking on in between sets

he's always very willing to taste test new recipes you work on and if they're really truly amazing, he might (keyword: might) be willing to share with some of his friends

if you get demotivated or something goes wrong, he will try and bake something himself to prove to you that you're fantastic and literally any mishaps can happen to anyone (because, let's be real, he's not good at it)

always willing to spend money on ingredients and equipment for you because he benefits from it (aka... more sweet treats)

will try and make a cake for your birthday because you shouldn't have to make your own birthday cake in his opinion - it takes him multiple tries and its not very pretty but its the thought that counts and it does turn out very delicious

jack doohan (sport science major):

a secret lover of all things sugary and sweet, even considering his major, and therefore is always found buying sweets from you when you have bake sales and stuff

eventually, after being at literally every single day of every single sale you have during the first semester, jack decides to ask for your number and you two soon find yourselves dating

your personal assistant and willing taste tester, jack can always be found in the kitchen with you because he loves helping you bake and claims that the food tastes even better because he made it with love (feel free to laugh at how cheesy he is)

jack is so sweet and kind that its very hard to get demotivated around him, but if you do, or maybe you're too busy with uni work to focus on your baking, jack will legit just do everything for you and, when something maybe turns out wrong, he will demand you teach him (he's just a lil silly guy)

much like liam, jack is willing to spend all amounts of money to ensure that you can continue baking because, again, he benefits from it

absolutely loves sharing your sweet treats with friends, family, his classmates, his professors - literally everyone must know how good your baking is!

arthur leclerc (engineering major):

you are close friends with his brother and therefore, when you first brought some snacks with you to the leclerc household, arthur had only one thing to say - can i have your number?

even though he loves your baking and sweets, arthur very much considers you to be the sweetest thing of all

do not let arthur in the kitchen with you. he will break something, hand you the wrong ingredients, burn something, etcetc. - literally, if there is something that can go wrong, arthur will 100% make it go wrong

arthur doesn't let you get demotivated - he can't bake, and he refuses to eat store bought goodies, therefore you'll just have to make good treats for him and revel in the multitude of praise he has for you

the first time you followed one of his maman's recipes and didn't tell him until you handed him the sweet treat, he burst into tears because you were so sweet and you got along with his maman and his brothers, and isn't that the best combination?

a hoarder, an over-snacker, and definitely not a sharer. arthur gets all grumpy when you give your baked goods to anyone who isn't him and he's not afraid to tell you that

© all rights to babybearnation 2025.

[watery-melon-baller]

hello melon, for the ask game 2, 15, 17, 18, 23 and 25 mayhaps?

that's me im melon,,, thank you for the ask you send so MANY :0

2. Describe your favorite pair of socks

theyre these like soft green socks with little white polkadots and the toe and heel are pink and on the sides they have a deer surrounded by pink flowers and theyre really pretty and soft <3

15. Do you have any houseplants? Do any of them have names?

i am TERRIBLE at keeping plants alive :( i did have a basil plant named greg but i was given him in the middle of finals week and as a result he died a brutal death. i think maybe if i had gotten him Not then he would have lasted a little longer. my mom however has plemty of plants (the cats love trying to eat them) but none have names

17. What’s the last thing you ordered online?

Purple hair dye! i dyed my hair last week with the assitance of a friend :]

18. What’s one historical event that you would have liked to have witnessed?

ooooh im not a big hostory person but uhhh. hm. the reinassance seems like it would have been so cool to be a part of, mainly caus im an artists and i would have loved to be able to like. actually make money off my paintings n shit

23. Which songs do you like to sing in the shower?

honetsly whatever is stuck in my head at the time. i like to listen to music so i sing along to whatevers playing which could be literlly Anything

25. Do you have any piercings or tattoos? Are there any that you want?

I have two regular earring piercings, and a tattoo on my ankle!! The ankle tat is this cool deisgn thats got every letter (and almost every number) in it bc im a NERD who saw it in middle school and wanted it so bad and got it as soon as i turned 18. i would love to get more tattoos but im unsure what would get (ive been thinkig of getting a small spade on my chest or behid my ear) but i dontthink i want any more piercings lol

not gonna expose my ankle for all you rapscallions but heres the design. if you recognize this then you get a cookie and also get to know how much of a loser i am /aff

[gxlden-angels]

I don't know if it's the religious trauma or the dead mom trauma but the conservative christian insistence on not teaching children about their bodies in school and insistence that this knowledge should be private in all circumstances with no exceptions should be seen as suspicious at best and criminally malicious at worst

[okkennymay]

Speaking of said dad, he went on a lil mini 10 day holiday across the country to Perth to sight see nature and go on a boat ride to see some Orcas (he's retired, it's his way of getting out the house and not turning into an old man potato, and comes back with hundreds of photos of landscapes, plants and flowers and points of historical interests to show my Mum and I, with cool facts and stories in a slideshow~)

Unfortunately i was still sick at the time and didn't get the chance to join my mum in dropping him off at the airport, let alone the chance to give him a big 'ol hug before he left- so I drew him this 💖

You can't escape the 'Ken hugs.

[shirogane-oushirou]

no promises anymoooooreeeee i'll appear online when i appear online 😭 every time i say "ooh i think life is almost done being overwhelming!" it. becomes even more overwhelming in the dumbest ways. all i can manage rn when i'm not stressing myself into a shut-down state is staring at the wall while listening to youtube essays + mindlessly crocheting.

i might queue up ppls art and fics w/o commentary in the tags... i want other ppl to see what all of my cool friends have made, but i genuinely can't think right now with this monstrous brain fog. i'm really sorry, just. yeah. maybe i'll think of some way to make it up later!!! once the dust has settled!!!! but until then i wuv u and miss u. smiles.

[venting in tags including familial manipulation and ableism. i. didn't mean to write all of that, thiss was originally going to be a main blog post but. aaaaaAAAAAA!!!!!

also no need for replies or anything, i'd turn them off for just the one post if i could kjsndkn, i just needed to get things out and go eep jsjndsfdn ok bye bye bye bye!!!!]

[thedawningofthehour]

My mom was going to go to Wisconsin with her bff for two days and I was gonna get the house to myself, but then bff's flight got cancelled so now I have this old lady talking about politics next to me.

Also I accidentally put my computer down on Angel's tail tip and tugged his tail slightly and he bit me so hard he drew blood.

[mars-ipan]

this is gonna sound incredibly virtue signal-y i fear but i have been feeling. so fiercely protective of all the transfems i've ever met lately

[visdiefje]

apparently I have a "we're not telling you this bad news until you have time to deal with it because there is nothing you can do about it so we'd rather at least you can enjoy your day for a while longer" family