#Joy is his wife and he is her husband I don't make the rules

[palettepainter]

Gonna start sharing spoilers to Inside Out 2 on my socials so be wary if you haven't seen the movie, BUT, Anger and Joy are so husband and wife coded

[dreamonseems]

hello, i want to request but i don't know if you write imagines where reader is pregnant or dad! erling. so please lmk🤍

Good Strong Viking Name

Erling Haaland X Female Reader

Summary: Reader and Erling have their first baby.

Ok, I love this. I love dad, Erling. I myself want to have like 6 kids, so I love family fics, so I had such a fun time writing this.

During the last trimester of her pregnancy, Y/N found herself eagerly awaiting the arrival of her little bundle of joy. She had reached a point where her body was thoroughly exhausted and constantly in pain, making every day a struggle. Her swollen feet and hands resembled balloons, causing her great discomfort.

To make matters worse, her once petite frame had expanded to a size that made her appear as if she were carrying twins - an idea that had been ruled out during her prenatal checkups.

Y/N couldn't help but wonder if the reason for her increased size was due to the baby's size, especially given that Erling, the father, was incredibly tall. Despite the discomfort and challenges she was facing, Y/N tried to stay positive and look forward to the day she would finally get to hold her little one in her arms.

Y/N was relishing in a relaxing bubble bath when she heard the front door open. She smiled to herself, knowing that her husband, Erling, had just arrived home from his training session. Suddenly, she saw him standing at the bathroom door, gazing at her in awe.

His eyes were filled with admiration for the little family they had created together, and he was brimming with excitement to meet their little one. Erling was proud of his beautiful wife for being so strong throughout the pregnancy, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to handle it if he was in her position.

When Y/N opened her eyes and saw Erling, she greeted him with a smile. "Hey, you're home," she said. Erling beamed in response, "I am. I just love watching you like this."

Y/N laughed and jokingly responded, "Let me give birth to this baby first before you put another one in me."

Erling approached the bathtub to help Y/N out, grabbing a towel to wrap around her.

"I definitely will put as many babies in you as you will let me. I want a whole football team," he teased, leaning down to give her a kiss.

He then lifted her up and walked them to their bedroom, where he gently laid her down on the bed and helped her dress.

After helping her dress up, "Can you go downstairs and grab my phone? It's in the kitchen," Y/N asked him.

"Of course, my love," Erling replied, eager to help.

As he made his way downstairs, Y/N felt something streaming down her legs. When she looked down, she noticed that her water had broken. Fear took over, and she began to panic, screaming for Erling to come quickly.

Erling raced up the stairs, his heart pounding with fear that something bad had happened. "My water broke," Y/N cried out, Erling himself started to panic, but he quickly stopped himself, knowing he needed to stay calm for both of them.

He quickly pulled out his phone, "I'll call the midwives."

"We are still a few weeks away from the due date," Y/N said, her voice shaking with fear.

Erling stopped and took her face in his hands, looking deep into her eyes. "Baby, calm down. Let's take a deep breath. I love you, and you're going to do great. You're strong, and you were born to do this. I'm here with you," he said, hoping to calm her down.

Y/N took a deep breath and felt her panic dissipate after hearing Erling's words. She knew that with his love and support, she could handle anything.

Y/N and Erling were excited and nervous for the home birth of their little one. They wanted to do things as naturally as possible and have all their loved ones there to support them in this vulnerable situation. They called their midwives and family members to join them in their living room, where the birthing pool was set up, and a safe and comfortable space was made for Y/N.

As Y/N's contractions became more intense and frequent, she got into the birthing pool and Erling held her close while the midwives encouraged her to push. She tried with all her might but exhaustion had taken over her, tears streaming down her face. "I can't do this," she cried out.

Erling held her tighter and kissed her forehead, "You can do this, my love. You're so close, just a few more pushes." His words gave her the strength to continue, and with a few more pushes, their baby was born. They heard the cries of their little one, and Y/N released the breath she had been holding. She had done it!

The midwife asked Erling if he wanted to cut the umbilical cord, and he eagerly did, tears streaming down his face as he held his son for the first time. They laid the baby on Y/N's chest, and the room erupted in cheers. "It's a boy! Congratulations!" exclaimed the midwives.

"He's so big, and he looks like you, Erling," Y/N said as she opened her eyes to look at their baby. Everyone in the room laughed, and Erling was overcome with emotion. This was undoubtedly the best day of his life.

One week after the birth of their son, Erling had a match for Manchester City, which they won. However, his mind was completely occupied with the thought of getting back home to his beloved wife, Y/N, and their adorable little bundle of joy.

After the game, he was interviewed by a reporter. The reporter asked him about the match, but before the interview was over, the reporter suddenly brought up the news of his son's birth.

Erling's face lit up with a smile, his heart overflowing with joy as he talked about Y/N and their newborn son. "Yes, she did an amazing job, and I'm so happy and excited to get back home to them," he said, his eyes shining with pride and love.

The reporter then asked the big question, "What did the great Erling Haaland name his son?"

Erling's smile grew even wider as he replied with enthusiasm, "Ragnar Alfie Haaland, a strong Viking name for our little warrior." The pride in his voice was unmistakable, and his eyes sparkled with love and admiration as he spoke of his son.

The reporter nodded, clearly impressed, and wrapped up the interview. Erling couldn't wait to get back home to Y/N and their little Ragnar, who he knew was already destined for greatness, just like his namesake.

[fanaticsnail]

Hello! I was just wanting to request a request your way for Mihawk (OPLA) with a fellow Warlord please?

Preferably female and chubby (if that's okay!) who uses Polearms/spears and has a kind + warm attitude.

Scenario: Both have to work together under the orders of Garp to track down some pirates who've ganged together to cause havoc and its them having to figure out how to actually work together as a team and not individuals with mutual pining >:)

Song: Tongues and Teeth - The crane wives

Have an awesome day!

Pining 😫. Yes, absolutely. Of all of fanfic writing, pining is my absolutely favourite flavour to divulge in.

The song! I'm ✨obsessed✨. It's really shown me the vibe you want for the piece written.

I can already see the battle sequences of push and pull. I'm imagining she be more scrappy in her style, her joy in battle gleefully falling from her lips as they dance amongst each other in the thralls of combat; Mihawk always remaining steady and calculated with his blade.

Mutual respect for their titles, Ginger Cat x Black Cat/Doberman energy.

Disclaimer: I don't regularly utilise body, skin, eye, hair descriptors other than using terms that are exclusively feminine or masculine to have the "reader" be imagined in a multitude of ways. I am more than happy to make an exception to my rule in this case, but I usually prefer not to for ambiguity.

I have a few other pieces to complete before this one, unless the dice roll otherwise.

In the interim, here is the Masterlist for you to consume should you desire some other Mihawk fics. I'm yet to truly write a one-shot for him (I tried, and now it's an ongoing series).

He makes appearances in:

Dance Series: swing, sway, shag & shimmy (Mihawk x reader x Buggy fic) {Synopsis: a night off was granted by captain Buggy and his pirates. Acrobatic reader impresses both of the men with her dance style. Both men decide they have the ability to potentially play nice as they share the acrobat. (Smut in chapter 4)}

Bar Shift: as a patron of Baratie (Sanji fic) {Synopsis: Sanji and Reader are work husband and work wife. They develop feelings of infatuation as they flirtatiously navigate their way through developing rapport as coworkers and now a relationship.}

The Apprentice: the one-shot that got out of hand because I love talking about wine (Mihawk fic). {Synopsis: bitchy boss and their bratty underling, enemies to lovers. Sword fighting, wine tasting and navigating complex feelings. (nudity mentioned in chapter 2 and 3, chapter 5 smut)}

You Should Be Sad: 3-part series of angst, fluff & smut. {Synopsis: Mihawk ruins his relationship with his former fiancé by not giving her the attention and care she truly longed for. She is a talented musician, performing at Baratie when she sees her ex-lover. Sings her wrath to have him feel something. (Angst in part 1, fluff in part 2, smut in part 3)}

I've also got two fics that are active works in progress upcoming:

El tango du Mihawk: Dance Series. {Synopsis: a talented thief manages to obtain an invite to the marine ball and decides to utilise it as a great opportunity to steal from the wealthiest members of the world government. Mihawk immediately recognises them and decides to toy with their scheming, tango dancing ensues.}

The Marine's Mistake. {Synopsis: something horrible occured to rid the warlord of his signature facial hair. Cadets had gathered and began whispering in hushed tones as Garp held a seated meeting with the warlord at a table in a run of the mill tavern. A new transfer does not recognise the sleek cheeks of the handsome gentlemen and immediately decides to approach to flirtatiously engage him over a drink or two. Mihawk is amused.}

I will add this to the ever growing Mihawk list and aim to complete it shortly! Thank you for your request! ❤️

[farity]

Sorrow, part 15

"Your Highness."

Aemond looked up from his papers to see Ser Criston Cole standing at the doorway of his study. "Yes?"

"The queen is insisting on seeing Jacaerys Velaryon."

Much to Cole's surprise, Aemond nodded.

"My prince, I -"

"I believe it is time," Aemond said, standing, "for you to decide if your loyalty to my mother supersedes your loyalty to the crown and to me."

Cole simply stared for a few moments, and Aemond continued.

"I have valued your service and dedication to our family these long years. I have learned much from you. But I am well aware that your debt to my mother has long tinged your service with immeasurable devotion."

Cole bowed. "I am at your service, Prince Regent. As always."

"Whereas my mother has accepted your immeasurable devotion, I believe in measure and restraint, so while I sit the throne, I need to know where you stand."

"My duty is to the throne. To you."

"And if my sister goes to see Jacaerys Velaryon, will your next move be to go tell my mother?"

Cole opened his mouth but said nothing.

One corner of Aemond's mouth rose ever so slightly, and he nodded, almost to himself. "Let the queen see our guest, accompanied by her maid, and bring me a list of all the men that serve with you."

* * * * *

"If you do anything bad, you will be killed, Jace."

As soon as Elyse had learned that Helaena was going to see Jace - because Helaena herself couldn't stop herself from sharing the news - she decided to go along. If someone like Ser Criston Cole or Ser Otto Hightower, or even the dowager queen, decided to interfere, Helaena's maid could not stop them.

But Elyse could.

At least, she would do her best.

So she stood a few feet away, giving Helaena and Jace enough privacy, but still close enough where if things went wrong, she could act immediately.

Helaena had stood in front of the cell for all of three seconds before Jace rose from his corner and grabbed her hands, which were wrapped around two of the bars. "You should not be here," he'd said gently, but had not let go of her.

They'd whispered to each other for a bit, and she'd seen Helaena give Jace a shy smile.

"There has been enough killing," she told him now. "And you, I mean, and I, we could, maybe-"

"You are still married to Aegon."

Helaena blinked. "Aegon will never again claim his husband's rights. He's-"

Elyse cleared her throat. She had to think of all the possibilities here, and if Jace was still plotting against the crown, the knowledge that Aegon was no longer capable of ruling might be a way to rally his supporters against the Prince Regent.

"If we are to be together, if I am to accept this, I don't want it to be a secret, like some unsavory thing that must be kept hidden. I would marry you, Helaena, I would choose you as my wife and keep you safe and have the entire realm know it."

Elyse smiled to herself. Helaena had told her so much about Jace and how much she liked him. She had accepted her fate, her marriage to Aegon and all, as he had accepted his betrothal to Baela as a political need.

But he had always been kind to her. And to Helaena, who was understood by so few, the memory of Jace had never faded.

Jace pulled Helaena's hands through the cell bars and kissed them reverently before she smiled at him and leaned in to kiss his cheek.

* * * * *

"I would speak to him again, see his countenance as we discuss my sister before I place her in any danger."

Aemond was tapping his fingers on the desk, and Elyse knew he was worried, that he loved Helaena so much and she had endured so much as Aegon's wife that he would not do anything to make her endure any more.

She watched him, wondering how anyone could think him unfeeling, uncaring, cold. When he glanced at her, she smiled. "Helaena will appreciate that."

"You seem very interested in her happiness."

"Of course I am, she is lovely, and she is my sister. I would see her find some joy in her private life."

Aemond rose slowly, circling around the desk until he could take Elyse's face in his hands and kiss her. "And do you, wife, have joy in your private life?"

She smiled against his lips. "You must know that I do, my lord husband."

"Lady wife," he whispered, "you have brought me a lot of joy as well. I thank the Seven every day for you."

* * * * *

"Aemond, this is not happening. Let me through!"

A minute later, Aemond opened the door, wearing only sleep pants, and nodded to the guard to let his mother in. Alicent walked in, and lowered her eyes the moment she realized Elyse was sitting up in the bed, holding the sheets up to her breasts.

"I am sorry, Your Highness, I did not wish to put hands on Her Grace to prevent her from screaming."

"Of course," Aemond responded, "back to your post." He closed the door as the guard left and then, ignoring his mother, went back to the bed and whispered something to Elyse. She nodded and he reached into the wardrobe in the corner to retrieve her robe.

Alicent turned, sighing, as Aemond finished helping Elyse, who scurried to the bathing chamber the moment she was covered.

"So tell me, mother, what is so important that you must break your confinement to your rooms and come to scream at my door."

Alicent's eyes held a sliver of defiance at the words, and she raised her chin, taking a moment to compose herself. "You cannot marry your sister to that bastard."

"I am aware this is the second time you have said 'no' to this alliance, and you should consider how much might have been avoided if you had only said 'yes' instead, all those years ago."

"She is married to Aegon!"

Elyse reappeared, her hair now pulled back into a loose braid, her robe firmly tied around her.

"Given his state, the marriage could be annulled. It has been done before, even with children born of the union."

Alicent's mouth dropped open and Aemond smirked.

"I would not sentence Helaena to a lifetime of loneliness just so we can pretend she and Aegon have a true marriage."

"The crown must-"

"The crown will survive it. Because the alliance will bring peace to the realm and once we all stop killing one another there shall be prosperity again."

Alicent shook her head. "He will want to reign. As Helaena's husband, as the queen's husband, he will-"

"Your Grace, Aemond has thought of everything. That would not happen."

"What do you know, girl?" Alicent muttered. "Or shall you call yourself the Princess Regent and wear a crown as well?"

"Guards," Aemond said quietly.

* * * * *

"A shadow lifts and the sun brings warmth again."

Elyse said nothing. She did not understand many things that Helaena said, but she looked at her and smiled nonetheless.

The ship taking Alicent, Ser Criston Cole, and Ser Otto Hightower to Essos grew smaller and smaller, and while guilt threatened to tear Aemond apart, Elyse knew that he was convinced it was the only way.

It would never stop. They would keep trying to undermine Aemond's decisions, to interfere with his attempts to stop this war that threatened to take everyone down.

"Daeron should be here in a few days," he said, still looking at the ship. "You will like him, he is kind."

Elyse squeezed her husband's hand. "You are kind."

He looked at her, looking confused.

"You are." She smiled. "You hide it well, but you are."

When Aemond smiled back, Elyse felt some of the tension leave his shoulders.

Helaena walked around Elyse and reached up to kiss her brother's cheek. "You are my favorite." She looked from him to Elyse and back. "Do not tell Daeron."

* * * * *

[lovecolibri]

SaL anon here again my friend with a quick 🫂 for you. And now let's dive in.

So the great and unexpected: Madney!!! I didn't think we'd be getting much from them this episode, and it was starting to feel weird that we hadn't heard from them after Mara left, so I was so, so happy to see them finally get some dedicated screen time!!! And I loved how they handled their talk about kids and really brought home how solid and loving their relationship is (of course Chim already knew, that's her husband!!!). And while the well call-back being about their story was a surprise, it wasn't unpleasant, it worked and Kenny killed that scene, they never said it outright but you could feel Chimney thinking about his own brother when he was talking to the kid. And yeah, Maddie making a rule that she not be treated with kid gloves was so good to see, it needed to be said. Perfect subplot for them, no notes.

The incredible and only partly expected: Eddddddie!!! We are finally, actually dealing with the root of Eddie's problems and yeah it feels mean to say (but Tim kinda earned it after last season's mess) they are actually handling it well. The hot gay priest is a lovely bonus, but him being the one to push Eddie made sense for where Eddie is at now. And the Risky Business dance after shaving??!! TV at its finest. And as a last point actually putting "Oh, I'm straight." in the script?? That man is getting out and I can't wait, we are going to feats my friend.

Now not great but I get why but also I'm tired: The break up. So before I get salty let me just emphasize BONES 🥂🥂🥂🥂🎉🎉🎉🎉!!! Oh god it feels like we lived the literal seasons of BT 1.0 in these 10 or so episodes of BT 2.0 and I'm so glad its done for and we are free. That being said let's talk about the way they handled this. So is it just me or is Tim literally recycling his lonestar secret wife plotline for Tommy but with slightly less plotholes?? Because Josh's whole speech minus the Glee nonsense sounded a lot like his facebook post from that time. That man seriously needs to let his bad ideas die. Also whether your trying to face-value justify Tommy seriously hurting Abby during a rough time in her life (and I'm no fan of Abby) or trying to imply that we should let go of the racism and misogyny of the past in the subtext, "you don't know what's it was like to be scared and gay and closeted" isn't an excuse!!!! You don't get to magically wave away people being harmed by a character's actions OR someone close to those people passing judgement on those actions with a "pre-Glee" argument, its absurd. And yeah, maybe they had to have a good excuse for Buck to overcompensate and jump into "let's move in together!" but is this really the best they could do?? Speaking of Buck overcompensating, I repeat from last week, the hamster wheel is not fun!!! I mean at least they didn't actually move in together, but to try and pull off a last minute "I won't because I care too much" from the guy who just brought Buck tickets to watch a game he hates for an anniversary present is just 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄. Also unless its part of his post-breakup spiraling we are once again not going to discuss the condescending attitude, the digs at Buck being mature enough, or telling Buck who he is all the way up until the final scene. I'm tired. Why did we go through all of this nonsense for months to end with Buck getting nothing from this relationship aside from realizing he's bi, we could've done that in 2 or 3 episodes last seasons and spared everyone the pain of trying to buy into's Lou's attempts at acting. Just ugh.

At least we ended with Buddie on the couch, which definitely feels like the start of something. Thoughts (salty or otherwise)??

Hello my friend, and thanks for the hugs, they are appreciated 🫂

Okay, let's get to it! I am SO very excited about a new Madney baby! They deserve to have a lovely, healing experience after the last time! Their discussions about joy were sweet and I loved their rules! They have to communicate, but with trust! He has to trust that when she says she's okay and doing well, she is, and she has to trust that if she is NOT doing well, she can speak up and he (and everyone) will be there to support her. I love this for them, and also for us! And also for Uncle Buck and the good stuff we can get there too.

The Eddie stuff was so good! We see him STILL hiding the actual truth of what happened in his storytelling and putting all the weight on himself! And even without the full story, Hot Priest Brian still knew exactly what was up and what to say to help kick-start Eddie's journey. As much as I hate this Chris plot dragging out like it has been, this episode gives some reasoning by telling us Eddie is keeping himself from joy to punish himself, and Chris has always been a joy for him. Hopefully we will see him taking steps soon to go get his son back.

As for the break-up, at the very least we can celebrate it being over! 🍾🥂🎉🍾🥂🎉🍾🥂🎉 I wasn't expecting it to be super satisfying but damn this show still manages to let me down 😒 I am *cackling* at the LS comparison because it's just like, same premise, different font 🙄. And if it didn't work the first time and actually got a LOT of criticism, why pull the same shit again? Except that BT 2.0 is called that for a reason because it's the same as BT 1.0 down to the stank face about an ILY, and a panicked "move in with me so I can prove I'm good enough" from Buck. How tired and boring.

I'm glad Bryan gave a speech that resonated with him. I'm glad it can be looked at with an Eddie lense. I'm NOT glad that we are excusing racism, and misogyny in the name of "protecting closet space". Eli was a white man who worked in the same house under the same people, and we NEVER see him engaging in that kind of shit! So it's not like T couldn't have hung out with him instead, he actively CHOSE to be part of the problem. And at the end of the day, we STILL see the misogyny from T, in the way he talked about Abby!

Literally, WHAT did Buck learn here? BT 1.0 didn't really teach him anything either because he left not because he was miserable and unhappy, but because she once again put people he loved in danger for her own personal gain. And even THEN they didn't actually talk about that or let anyone on the firefam make any comments about her behavior, or the way she treated him, or how unhappy he had looked. And here we are again, with Buck trying to shrink himself down to be what someone wants, while the show refuses to address it, even through other characters talking amongst themselves about their concern for Buck. NGL I snorted SO hard at Buck saying he didn't think T could be that cruel because that's the ONLY thing we knew about him as a person until they brought him back in s7. We literally could have avoided ALL of this and gotten rid of him in 7x05 and let Buck have an actual plot about exploring this side of himself, and reflecting on what he actually wants.

*deep sigh*

On the bright side!! Couch theory is fucking BACK! We got Buck having the same couch his mom got for him(???), we got T laying on it looking the most uncomfortable a human has ever looked on a couch (his head isn't even on the pillow??) while Buck is across the room starting an allergic reaction to the medicine T gave him, we got Eddie dancing around and jumping on the couch, and we got Buck showing up and them sitting in silence on Eddie's couch (the first time the two of them alone have shared a couch) with pictures of their missing son framed between them! What a way to end the episode! And next week is lightning strike trauma??? It feels good to be this excited about the show again, even if it still could use some work to get back to the level of the good ol days. We're on the right path!

Thanks for giving me something else to think about today 💙

[bluegekk0]

It's interesting that the infection made fpk life better in a lot of ways. If the infection never happened, fpk would have been miserable in a marriage, and it would probably end with fpk starving himself. Since fpk would still most likely be married, Grimm would definitely not try to get with fpk and vice versa. Hornet and Holly wouldn't have been born, and I am unsure if WL and FPK wanted kids in the first place. I am unsure how diplomatic WL is, but if she isn't that diplomatic and her husband kicks the bucket from starvation, Hallownest might have been in trouble.

oh i've thought about this many times, and i believe that fpk did as well. part of him is thankful that things happened the way they did, though he also realizes how selfish of him it is to think that way - after all, the infection claimed many lives, and many of them were directly tied to his mistakes. but despite everything, he's actually much happier than he ever was, even if he has to deal with a lot of mental baggage left from his past

like you said, if it wasn't for the infection, there's a good chance he would be stuck in the marriage that made him unhappy. granted, there's still a possibility that he would separate with wl - the infection and the vessel plan was a big part of why it happened when it did, but i do think he also finally told her that he was unhappy, thanks to grimm's subtle suggestions that he deserves better than how she treats him. but i don't think he'd have to courage to do it if there wasn't another factor that contributed, and their fundamental differences in how they coped with the deaths of the vessels was exactly that - his breaking point

as for grimm, i do believe he would stick to subtle hints. he knew wl would not take lightly to him stealing fpk from her, and he wouldn't want it to affect fpk himself. besides, it would likely lead to conflict, and he's not as strong as he was before banishment so it's difficult to say how that would end for him. he didn't want to risk that, and potentially losing his chance with fpk. not to mention fpk himself, who even in the actual au timeline worried about getting into a relationship following his divorce, thinking that it would be unfair towards wl. so just imagine how he'd react to the prospect of cheating on her. it's very likely that he'd end up distancing himself from grimm altogether, and getting dragged even further into the toxic marriage, now with a particularly jealous (and likely more possessive) wife

and yeah, hornet would never be born, same with holly. hornet in particular made his life pre-hibernation that much happier, he was obsessed with her and wanted to make her the happiest she could be. she brought joy to his life, something he desperately needed. and while he wishes holly didn't have to go through all the horrors he put them in, they still make him incredibly happy. they are his beloved child, he would do anything for them. he doesn't even want to think of a timeline where they don't exist

as for him and wl, i don't think they were planning to have any children. fpk didn't realize he wanted to be a father until he became one. meanwhile wl simply just didn't want them. she had her needs and a high drive, but she wasn't built to be a mother, and she didn't want them to distract her from other matters she deemed more important

which connects to another idea i had, where she's the one who did most of the ruling. of course, she was aware that her husband was far more popular with the subjects, he was the one who gave them sapience and so they worshipped him, not her. so it was a far better idea for her to rule from behind the scenes - which was surprisingly easy, since fpk would listen to pretty much anything she said in regards to the development of the kingdom. though it's not that she was power hungry, it's more so that she was a perfectionist and had a very clear vision of an ideal kingdom. in her mind, if they were to actually rule, they might as well make it the best it can be, and since it was clear that fpk felt very lost and overwhelmed, she decided he needed her helping hand. so while on the surface they seemed like an equal couple, she was the one making most of the political decisions, especially those fpk felt were too much for him to handle. i particularly like the idea of her pushing for the bargain with herrah - fpk had many doubts about it, most of them connected to his irrational fear of herrah (as well as his sexuality, but at that point he hadn't put two and two together yet). but wl was firm and the bargain was their best option to save the kingdom, so she convinced him to do it, ignoring the fact that he was visibly stressed out by the idea. yet another addition to his mountain of traumas, and another sign that his marriage situation was very unpleasant

but to come back to the ask, i don't think hallownest would be in much trouble even if fpk ended up dying from starvation, since it was already mostly under her rule. she had the experience and skills, so the only thing she'd have to do is gain the approval of her subjects in the absence of their beloved king. and on the topic of fpk and starving, while i do think that wl would've noticed it sooner and put effort into helping him, it's possible that it would be too late at that point. the hibernation was really what he needed to get over that fear of eating - as long as he had soul magic as an option, he wouldn't improve. and with all of the built up stress related to the marriage, it would make any attempts at getting him to eat even more fruitless

all in all, if it wasn't for the radiance, he very likely would no longer be around. which is a very interesting idea, i think. his mortal enemy being the biggest catalyst for an actual positive change in his life. it really makes me think how their meeting would go, if the radiance was still alive. i feel like part of him would want to thank her, even if she still brought suffering to him, his family and his kingdom. though i don't think she would be very thrilled to hear that he ended up happy...

[princesssarisa]

Character ask: Ebenezer Scrooge (A Christmas Carol)

No one requested this, but I answered asks for all the other main Christmas Carol characters last year, so it's high time I answered one for the iconic protagonist.

Favorite thing about them: His redemption arc, and how kind, generous, and full of joy he becomes by the end. Also the fact that Dickens breaks the standard rule of "Make the protagonist likable" and depicts a very unpleasant man, yet throws him into situations that make us engage with him even before he becomes likable, and then steadily earns our sympathy for him.

Least favorite thing about them: Well, he's obviously not a good person at the beginning of the story. That's the whole point.

Three things I have in common with them:

*I tend to be less social than many people are.

*I can be greedy and self-absorbed at times, though I try not to be.

*I try to be generous to those in need, as he is by the end.

Three things I don't have in common:

*I'm not an elderly British man.

*I'm not a business owner.

*I've never been a nasty miser.

Favorite line:

"If I could work my will, every idiot who goes about with ‘Merry Christmas’ on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart."

Explaining to Marley's Ghost why he doesn't believe in him:

“Because a little thing affects them. A slight disorder of the stomach makes them cheats. You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There’s more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!”

To the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come:

“Ghost of the Future! I fear you more than any spectre I have seen. But as I know your purpose is to do me good, and as I hope to live to be another man from what I was, I am prepared to bear you company, and do it with a thankful heart. Will you not speak to me?... Lead on! Lead on! The night is waning fast, and it is precious time to me, I know. Lead on, Spirit!

How vow of redemption:

“I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future! The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. Oh Jacob Marley! Heaven, and the Christmas Time be praised for this! I say it on my knees, old Jacob; on my knees!”

His giddy joy immediately afterwards:

“I don’t know what to do! I am as light as a feather, I am as happy as an angel, I am as merry as a schoolboy. I am as giddy as a drunken man. A merry Christmas to everybody! A happy New Year to all the world. Hallo here! Whoop! Hallo!”

His prank on Bob Cratchit:

“Now, I’ll tell you what, my friend, I am not going to stand this sort of thing any longer. And therefore... and therefore I am about to raise your salary!”

brOTP: In his past, his sister Fan, his fellow apprentice Dick Wilkins, Fezziwig as a mentor/father figure to him, and Jacob Marley, to whatever extent they were really friends and not just partners. In his future, Bob Cratchit, Tiny Tim, the rest of Cratchit family, his nephew Fred, Fred's wife, and their soon-to-be-born baby.

OTP: Belle in his youth; in the present, none.

nOTP: Any of the ghosts or the Cratchit children.

Random headcanon: He's of Scottish descent. His family's surname was originally the Scottish "Scroggie" (from which Dickens may have derived his name in real life), but they Anglicized it to "Scrooge" when they came to England.

Unpopular opinion: Even though almost every adaptation shows him sharing romantic moments with Belle at Fezziwig's party, in the book I don't think their engagement took place until after his apprenticeship with Fezziwig. In the scene showing Belle with her husband and children on the night Marley died, her youngest child is just a baby, so she was still of childbearing age just 7 years before Scrooge's redemption. This seems to imply that she's much younger than Scrooge. I don't mind this fact; age gaps were common between couples of their generation. But apprentices in that era were usually teenagers, so unless teenage Scrooge started courting Belle when she was 10 or 11 years old, I sincerely doubt they were already sweethearts when he was Fezziwig's apprentice.

Song I associate with them:

Many songs from the many musical adaptations, but chiefly these.

From Mr. Magoo's Christmas Carol:

"Ringle Ringle"

"All Alone in the World"

From the musical Scrooge:

"I Hate People"

"I'll Begin Again"

From The Muppet Christmas Carol:

"Scrooge"

"A Thankful Heart"

From Alan Menken and Lynn Ahrens' A Christmas Carol: The Musical:

"Nothing to Do With Me"

"Yesterday, Tomorrow, and Today/God Bless Us, Every One"

Favorite pictures of them:

These classic illustrations by John Leech:

Sir Seymour Hicks in the 1935 film:

Reginald Owen in the 1938 film (is it true or just a rumor that his wispy tufts of hair inspired the similar feather tufts of Scrooge McDuck?):

Alastair Sim in the 1951 film:

George C. Scott in the 1984 TV film:

Michael Caine in The Muppet Christmas Carol:

[smilesgoalongway]

Lately, I have really begun to feel that Hera's sufferings have been invisiblized. Imagine you're the Queen of Marriage and Family and your husband's name comes on the top of the deafaulters' list every week??? And you can't even kill him? Or divorce him? Also, given how girls are taught about the "sanctity of marriage" from a young age, separating from him or involving other people in the problem has been internalized by us as a big no-no. What can you do? You ignore and let it slide once, twice thrice but multiple times?? (Folks don't let it slide it at all.) So what do you do?? You target the ones you atleast have a chance of overpowering. (I'm by no means justifying or excusing the cruelties, just explaining them). You want to seek the control and security that you're not allowed. That which had been forcefully, deceptively and patriarchly taken from you. How, you ask? By deceiving yourself and making yourself content with the modicum of power you're able to accrue by making others miserable. By victimising the victims.

They had one unfortunate encounter with Zeus, she deals with him everyday. You may have a support system after the assault, she has none. You have gods to pray to and vent. She can pray to none. She has been reduced to a joke in front of the pantheon. The Goddess of Marriage whose own marriage is in shambles. The Goddess of Family who try however she might, cannot have one. The Queen of the pantheon but remembered only as Zeus' wife.

She was Gaia's too, just not loved as much. Just taught that His word is the last word. He is the source of your joy. If he makes you cry, then too bad.

She was Poseidon's and Hades' sister too but they did not protect her. Well, the moment she became the wife and sister-in-law, she ceased to be a sister.

She ruled others beside Zeus, not under him. But it seems his sceptre was more fearful than her crown.

She would not let this slide. If Zeus wouldn't allow her to be the Goddess she was fated to be, she'll carve her own title. She'll be remembered as the Goddesd of Vengeance and Cruelty. Hera refuses to be a joke, not when it comes at the cost of her tears. She learnt how to be selfish from Zeus. If she cannot have a happy marriage and family, she couldn't care less about others'.

Note: this is an attempt to showcase Hera's misfortune. By no means was it intended to reduce other victims' plight. Apologies if it came across like that.

[dunne-ias]

Well, my beloved BaCC, Brightshroom Islands, got corrupted (just as I'd unlocked university too!), but I wasted no time and quickly restarted. This time, I started with six families, and the second generation has just started growing up and heading out on their own, so I made them some family photos, for fun.

Once again, I use a name generator to give me random names from all over.

On the left, the O'Hannigans.

Cash, the redhead is the Mayor, and together with his townie husband, journalist Keith, he has four children, one set of triplets, from the left, Veronica, Alfred and Lysette. Lysette also had a teen pregnancy but it's time for Lin's other mommy to have custody now, so you'll see her in a later photo. Cybelle is their fourth child. The triplets are almost adults and while I think Veronica is going to be the one to stick around, I haven't decided for sure yet.

On the right, what's left of the Buckolz family.

Well that sounded ominous, but I mean that there's only one kid from gen2 living here now. Shania, the blond, is the town's Architect and also runs the electronics store, while her wife, Carolina is the town medic. They had the first kids of the hood, but Ester and Ivan have moved out, and left is only Nessa, who will take over the store when she ages up to adult.

On the left, the Atterberry family

Jie, pale man, is still unemployed after he closed down his fledging home art business, and we're waiting for a lot point to open up so he can run a gallery for his pottery and art. His husband Robert is still unemployed, and also still in his clothes from when he moved in because he hasn't gone to the clothes shop when it's been open yet. So this family survives on Jie selling some of his pottery and Robert occasionally refurbishing a car.

They had one of those double pregnancies at the same time, and the boys, Valère (in purple) and Hamid (in red) were born as twins mere hours before Niamh was, so effectively they're triplets. If I remember correctly, Hamid is actually pregnant with Ismael Werther's baby, so that'll be fun in their tiny house with no income.

On the right, the Werthers.

Margareta, in yellow, has the second angriest face in this whole hood, and I love it. She's the town's first carpenter and runs a toy shop (crafted toys can be sold to buy and upgrade furniture according to my rules), and her townie wife Chloe is a chef. They have two kids, that again, are the result of a double pregnancy. Margareta had bad luck when she birthed Ismael though and died. Luckily, one of her neighbours missed her on the same day a Genie lamp arrived, so she was brought back to the joy of everyone, especially Chloe who hours later gave birth to Ernst. Ismael works for the clothes shop, so I think Ernst will be the one to take over the toy shop one day. Soon actually, I think. Ismael, as I've said, has a baby on the way with Hamid Atterberry, but they're only one-bolters, so I don't think there'll be any long-term relationships there.

On the left, the Kohouts.

Freya Kohout was so damned pretty as a teen that I packaged her, aged her up to adult and let her be one of the founders for Brightshroom Islands Mark 2. She runs the town's clothes shop with much flair. Gordon, her townie husband, is the town's only Criminal so far and brings in some much needed dough. They have three children. Georgiana, the eldest has a baby daughter with Jillian Leighton, Madge, who now lives with the Kohouts since it's Georgiana's turn to have custody of her. Little Abraham is almost a teen, and there's also little Erik, who is a baby. I don't like posing babies, so they're not in this picture.

On the right, the last bit of the Leightons

Indiana Leighton is an artist, but a struggling one. His townie wife Brenda, a teacher, has the most severe resting bitch face I have ever seen in my entire life and it's a huge struggle to make her look like she's not pissed off at her entire family in these photos.

Together, they had four daughters. Not pictured: Livia, the eldest who has moved out and Siobhan one of the twins, who moved out with Livia. The only redhead is Jillian, the other twin, who recently birthed Madge with Georgiana Kohout. She sadly died from the childbirth, but the die was on her side, and Georgiana had a genie lamp, so now Jillian is back alive. Her daughter Madge, as mentioned, is currently under her other mother's custody. Last in the family is Diana.

And lastly, the newly founded households of the second generations!

On the left, two Leighton sisters. I let Livia bring one of her sisters since Shiobhan isn't far from adulthood because of this town's housing crisis. Neither of them have any definite plans regarding dating or careers, because there are no jobs right now unless they can beg for a job from one of the local businesses, but Livia has plans to restore cars until she can open a car dealership.

On the right, the eldest second generation, Ester and Ivan Buckolz, brother and sister. Ester is the manager of Freya Kohouts clothes store, and Ivan recently started working for Margareta Werther in the toy shop. He'd like to open his own furniture store at some point in the future though. They also have Ester's teenaged mishap Lin living with them, as Lin has already spent a season with her other mother, Lysette O'Hannigan. I don't tihnk anything will keep happening between Ester and Lysette once they're both adults though, because they only have one bolt, but Ivan has a townie boyfriend from his teen years that I aged up and I'm just waiting for him to start having some wants in that direction soon.

And that's it. Lots of teen pregnancies, but well, there are rules regarding birth control and I very recently unlocked it for teens, so hopefully we can have less of them in the future.

[elenasunshinemagazine]

10 reasons for weight gain. Healthy eating is easy!

"Why am I getting better?» Almost every woman has asked herself this question at least once in her life.

Here are the 10 most common reasons why weight grows quickly, but does not hurry to leave?

1. You are on a diet.

Or they used to sit: they excluded sugar, and flour, counted calories, and tried fashionable keto. And you overeat with the very foods that you have forbidden yourself. Any restriction is not eternal, failure is almost inevitable. To break down is to overeat. Why is this happening?

Our hunger is controlled by an ancient part of the brain – the reptilian mind. It does not know the desire to lose weight in order to meet any standards. He is responsible for survival. And with any restriction, it includes both the energy conservation mode (slows down the metabolism) and the food search mode.

So forget about willpower! She doesn't work here! Your ancient mind is looking for food, sooner or later it finds it, and here every calorie will be stored for the future.

2. You are tired, very busy, and responsible on several fronts at work and at home.

The only chance to relax is to sit down at the table with a cup of coffee and a cake. This is your legitimate opportunity for respite, which even a capricious husband does not object to, and the children usually know-mom drinks coffee, do not touch her.

3. You are anxious.

For the future, for children, parents, work, and relationships. Food helps to cope with anxiety.

Anxiety is generally an unpleasant feeling. It is usually felt in the body as a lump in the pit of the stomach. It's like a feeling of hunger, the same pulling. I really want to eat it.

4. You are sad.

A great way to survive sadness is to lie down on the sofa with a bucket of ice cream. You may not realize that behind the sadness there is some very important need for you – for love, care, and understanding.

5. You are annoyed.

Everyone wants something from you. My husband needs to iron his shirt, my mother should not forget to call and remind her about the visit to the dentist, collect Legos with the children, and do homework. And then there is the boss (requires a report on time) and friends (offended by inattention).

You are a good mother, wife, daughter, friend, and employee. And good girls don't get mad at their loved ones. They hide their irritation deep inside and eat it with crunchy nuts and crackers.

6. You do not like your body, you are shy to undress on the beach and in the pool.

Body shame makes you go on a diet. But the willpower is not enough for long, you break down, hate yourself even more and eat up unpleasant feelings.

At the center of any eating disorder is always anxiety, fear of getting better, and body shame. They are the ones that make you go on a diet. The breakdown makes you even more anxious and ashamed. And so on in a vicious circle.

7. You can't get past the food.

The sign of a CAFE, the aroma of fresh bread, a treat at work – for you, this is an excuse to eat even without feeling hungry. You eat and don't notice it if the food is just sitting on the table. Someone forgot a bowl of chocolate-covered halva, and all the candy flew in 5 minutes.

8. You love companies, parties, and feasts

Do not miss home gatherings and grandma's pies. At the common table, you eat a lot, try everything, and do not notice that you have overheated. If someone in the restaurant ordered a fifth pizza (branded, special), you will definitely try it. If everyone decided to take another cocktail and coffee with tiramisu-be sure to join. It is not in your rules to miss the gastronomic joys!

9. Traditions are sacred to you.

The traditions of the feast are also sacred. You are generally a fan of food. The best leisure time for you is tasting new dishes, and the best trip is a food tour. You enjoy food as an adventure, for you food is creativity and relaxation.

10. You don't know when you're hungry.

You don't feel full. Do not understand that the stomach is already full and you need to stop. So you overeat without noticing it. Sometimes you spend the whole day at work and don't feel hungry, and in the evening you can't remember what you ate during the day. You throw yourself on the food and do not understand when satiety comes.

Did you recognize yourself at least at one point? This is an occasion to take a closer look at your needs. Do not blame yourself for the lack of willpower, and do not scold yourself for the gained pounds. And treat yourself sympathetically, as a close person, and seek help from a psychologist who works with eating behavior.

If you don't like your relationship with food. You think about controlling your appetite most of the day. Your dissatisfaction with your body prevents you from living a full life, realize that your problem is not a lack of willpower and not promiscuity. You can gain weight for various reasons. And often, to cope with this, you need professional help.

Transition to a healthy diet

I have never had so little time to prepare a meal as after switching to a healthy diet. It's all about techniques, experience, and having a good supply of healthy foods in your home! And the main thing is the desire to learn how to cook healthy food. And it is also important: a home-made dinner with healthy food will save not only your health but also your money!

Healthy Dinner Recipes

Chicken and carrot meatballs and quinoa salad

Ingredients:

Minced chicken 17.64oz Carrots (Grated on a coarse grater) 17.64oz Large onion 1 piece Breadcrumbs 1 tablespoon Herb mixture 1 tablespoon Salt, and pepper to taste Parsley 1 bunch (to taste) For a warm salad:

Quinoa cereals (can be replaced with brown or brown rice, pearl barley) 2 cups Cooking water 4 cups Dried tomatoes (can be replaced with fresh ones) 3.53oz 2 bell peppers 2 pcs Olives from a jar 3 tablespoons Red onion 1 piece Extra virgin olive oil (cold pressed) 3 tablespoons Red balsamic vinegar 1 tablespoon Mint 1 tablespoon salt and pepper to taste Instruction: In a bowl, mix the minced meat, seasonings, grated carrots and onions, breadcrumbs, and finely chopped parsley. Season with salt and pepper. In a frying pan, heat the olive oil and fry the meatballs in it (spread with a teaspoon, forming small cutlets). The frying time is about 10 minutes. Wash the grits and cook according to the instructions in salted water (10-30 minutes-depends on the type of grits). Finely chop all the vegetables (except the olives). When the cereal is ready, drain the excess water from it and pour it into a large bowl. Mix with vegetables, olives and season with oil and vinegar. Season with salt and pepper. That's it! So much for dinner. 30 minutes. Very healthy, diverse, and not boring.

Vegetable soup

There are also many variations of this soup! Take vegetables in season. This is the best guarantee of taste. And if there is the homemade broth. If it is not there, then broth cubes will do. You can use eco-cubes.

Ingredients:

Large potato 1 piece Large tomato 3 pieces Large onion 1 piece Garlic 3 cloves Celery 3 stalks Carrot 2 pieces Cauliflower 1/2 head Dry beans  5.29oz Basil 2 tablespoons Olive oil 3 tablespoons Vegetable broth 6 cups Instruction: In a large saucepan in olive oil, fry the coarsely chopped garlic, finely chopped onion, and carrot with celery for 3 minutes over medium heat. Pour in the broth and bring to a boil. Add the finely chopped potatoes, reduce the heat.

Dry beans are pre-soaked in water overnight before cooking and cook separately in salted water. After 5 minutes, add the finely chopped tomatoes, cauliflower, and beans with basil. Let it simmer under the lid for about 10 minutes.

Before serving, drizzle with olive oil directly on the plates. Serve as desired with black wholegrain bread. It's simple! Another hearty, simple, and healthy dinner is ready. Bon Appetit!

https://elenasunshinemagazine.com/cooking/10-reasons-for-weight-gain-healthy-eating-is-easy/

[litaskick]

Heyy!! How are you? hope ur good

I wanted to ask a Roman Reigns x reader fluff

Where she was going against Charlotte flair and Becky lynch at mania and she won( she went against Charlotte on night one and against becky on night two)

She's Roman's wife so he accompanies her to the ring(only on day 2), then on his match she does the same to him and maybe a backstage moment after they both win

Then maybe a part 2 if you want a segment on monday night raw of both of them

my requests are open, request here - who i write for - request rules - roman reigns masterlist

warnings: none

a/n: first roman fic on here

genre: fluff

pairing: roman reigns x reader

summary: You and Roman both win two championships each at WrestleMania.

That Ring is Ours

You took a deep breath as you waited to walk out through the curtain. This weekend was WrestleMania 38, the most stupendous two night event. You were going to fight on both nights this year. Not only that, but on both nights you were fighting for both the women's championships. You had been put into the bloodline story with your husband, Roman, and his cousins, the Usos. You loved being able to work with Roman, it had been the most fun you had ever had during your career. But since you were in the bloodline, management was giving you a huge push to win both women championships. Your music hit, echoing through the stadium as you walked out through the curtain. You did your entrance, finally making your way into the ring. Now, you waited for Charlotte to get out to the ring. Her head was held high, her SmackDown women's championship hung around her waist. She looked confident, but you were sure you were going to beat her. The bell rung, and you two started to fight. It was a crazy match, you two switching who was in control constantly. Charlotte had got you into a figure 8, which hurt like hell. You managed to get your way out of it though, reversing it into your own submission. And when Charlotte found out that she had no way out of it, she tapped out. You smirked, staying in character as she rolled out of the ring and the champion was handed to you.

"And your new SmackDown women's champion, Y/n!" The announcer spoke into the microphone.

One champion down, one more to go.

Then came night 2, Roman was with you this night. You two waited until your music came on, and when it did, you two walked out onto the ramp. Roman was accompanying you to the ring tonight, and you were doing the same for his match later on. You two walked down the ramp, your championship slung over your shoulder, Roman's championship slung over his shoulder as well.

"Oh wow, Roman is coming out with Y/n tonight." Byron spoke at the commentary table.

"Yeah, Becky better keep her eye out tonight. If she wants to keep her Raw women's title she needs to make sure she keeps her focus on Y/n, and not any trouble that Roman may be causing outside of the ring." Corey agreed.

You and Roman finally got to the ring, now waiting for Becky. You watched as she got out of the car, walking down the ramp. The bell finally rung, if you thought last night was a hard match, you don't even know what you would call this one. Becky really wanted to retain her title, and it was showing. Roman noticed, and finally took action, he started shouting something at Becky from outside the ring, causing her to turn around. You didn't know what he was saying, neither did you care, you cared about winning that title. You managed to get up, getting into spear position, and when she finally turned around, you speared her, pinned her, and got the win. The referee handed you the Raw women's title.

"And your new Raw women's champion, Y/n!" The announcer said.

Roman got up into the ring, handing you your other championship. You wanted to cry in joy, but you needed to stay in character, and you did just that. When you got back to the gorilla, Roman left you to go get ready for his match. Everyone was applauding you. Bianca, Sasha, and Naomi came up to hug you, and you guys talked until it was time for you to go out for Roman's match. You, Jimmy, Jey, and Paul walked out onto the ramp right behind Roman. All of you holding your titles high and proud. During the match, you just stayed over to the side with Jimmy and Jey, while Paul caused all the ringside distractions. You got nervous when Brock had him in the submission, but Roman managed to break it. And soon enough, he won, both of you had two belts now. As soon as you two got back to his locker room, he pulled you into a hug.

“We did it.” You whispered.

“Yep, that ring is ours.” Roman smiled at you, tucking some hair behind your ear.

“I’m so happy that I get to do all of this with you.” You told him, placing yours titles on a chair next to you.

“Me too, nobody is going to take these away from us.” Roman said as he kissed you.

”Your shoulder okay?” You asked.

”Yeah, don’t worry. Just a little sore.” He answered.

”You sure you don’t want an ice pack or anything?” You questioned.

”Nope, but I do want to go back to the hotel, I’m exhausted.” Roman yawned.

”Well then, let’s get packed up Mr. tribal chief.” You said, teasing him with the nickname.

”Will do, Mrs. tribal chief.”

[algesalges]

Vers Moi: Part 12

Chamber x Reader

Warnings: Abandonment, some angst, neglect abuse, fluff, spelling mistakes

P.S Hello hell0. been awhile heere is thy new chapter its not super long but there shall be more to come very soon! Don't forget requests are open and please check my request rules anywho, pls ENJOY.

Intro, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12

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You sat nervously as the call was ringing, Chamber sitting next to you chididing. He was not nervous at all, rather excited. He usually conferstates with his father who shares similar businesses and combat techniques. You never really spoke to his parents but small hellos in the background of his personal calls. From what Vincent explains to you, you are rather liked by his parents. You admired his mother's work in art, you followed her on every social occasion, she has a nact with a paint brush. Father seemed stern but you see where most of Vincent's features presented on his own, his more delicate features are from his mother. 

She's pretty tall and lean, she wears high fashion and modest clothes, her hair has grey streaks but it never flawed her beauty. His father looks his age for sure stern and clyde, fancies a little moustache makes him look dapper and charming. Wears classy suits with a tie tucked under his vest exactly like Chamber. His father presents a similar bone structure as Chamber; he also seems like a well fit man. 

In a way you're jealous of his stable family, along your story your parents wanted to inherit from you or at least you father. Your mother was like a duck always following him, quiet soft spoken but bedded with a layer of deceit. Eventually you came home from school to find an empty home. No one could find them almost like God apred you but now where do you go? Your counsellor found out eventually especially when she noticed how you fell asleep in every class, falling into fainting spells from malnourishment. She called the social service that found your godfather. Long ago your mother worked in the fire department with him signing him as your dependent non parent. He came to pick you up, supported you through college and hired you. You thought it would be awkward as he is technically a family member but it never went against code he was actually glad to have someone he considered family by law with him. But you always act professional, especially during work hours. The only other person who knew about you and Brim was Viper and Sage who gladfully respected your privacy. You worked hard even for kingdom for a while.

Dringg-Dringg.

Two fellows popped up, the background seemingly his fathers bureau similar style to Vincent’s but a less modern touch. They both jolted with joy raising their hands waving hello, aware that you are not skilled in French. They chime hello and hi’s with a dash of french. 

"I cannot believe you've been keeping us from her, she looks beautiful",

Vincent chuckled. His mother was very beautiful, she had a flattering personality eager to meet you, her husband was more calm and cheery but was always holding his wife down before she smothers. 

"Hello dear, I'm Edith and- "

"Albert", the man interrupted. Before you could introduce yourself Edith talked.

"Oh y/n we all heard so many things about you, don't worry about all good things, my goodness such an array of beauty I'll have to paint you one day, what do you think Albert"?

The man motioned as he chuckled, "They certainly would have beautiful grandchildren". 

"uhh haha" Vincent scratched the back of his neck while your face screamed red laughing it off.

"Papa, I think that's way too soon".

"Haha of course fiston we are just playing with you, though your mother certainly wouldn't mind, talking my ear off about it".

Edith playfully hit her husband playfully as you all laughed. You chatted about what you do in the protocol and Chamber gave a discreet summary of how you met. You enjoyed how a cheerful couple they were, they seemed so happy with both of their energy balancing together. 

"Tell me when could we have dinner, or you could come stay at our villa for a while, take a vacation! We'd love to have you here".

You both frowned a bit, "I'm sorry to say but we will have to wait a bit longer. We seem to be in a lockdown due to having conflicts outside the protocol".

Edith and Albert frowned as well, "No matter as soon as this is overcome, see us as soon as possible. I want to hug my child. I miss him dearly, and started to be independent in junior high". You laughed at the idea of a moody Chamber going through adolescence.  

"I simply do not know how you do it y/n he's a snide man" she playfully joke, with Chamber scoffing at her antics. 

Albert played in, "So are there any of your parents".

You felt a bit awkward due to not having the ordinary situation. 

"I have a god father that raised me almost my entire life but I am sure he'd love to come by"!

The conversation continued until you saw that it was supper time, Edith was called by her butler and said your farwells. 

Vincent turned off the gram, "Now for supper what do you feel like"?

You were helping cut some vegetables as Chamber started a broth. 

"Godfather you say, how come I've never met him"?

You chuckled,"You wouldn't really get along with him"

"Try me"

"Brim"

"What"?

You turn and smile at him, knowing he cannot chamr your father out of this one. He thought it was going to be easy, his looks, manners and class, a well and respectful job (at least one of them). 

"But he doesn't know".

"Because he shouldn't know".

You shrug your shoulders as Vincent's mouth left agap, this would be a lot trickier than he had liked. 

"How am I supposed to get him to like me"?!

You burst laughing taking a break from the vegetables. 

"Out of all father's I must face it's your boss and my commander".

"Well I didn't have a choice, my mom chose him and I'm glad my actual father is a trash bag".

You turn back cutting the vegetables, "Ah I am sorry mon amour, I am grateful you are taken care of".

Vincent wraps his arms around you. 

"Just means I will have to find another way to impress him".

"You need to be on your best behavior then mister"!

He groaned.   

[jedijesi]

Luminary Love

Prince!Din Djarin x F!Princess!Reader

🤍Masterlist🤍

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Smut (F receiving, PiV, Breeding kink)

Summary: Tonight is your (unwanted) wedding to the soon-to-be King of Mandalore, but is there more to him than meets the eye?

Word Count: 3,100+

A/N: I’ve had this idea for several days now and I just needed to write it. Don’t worry tho bc the next ch. of biblichor will b out soon. Enjoy some Din content!🤍

All night long, you received congratulations and cheers. Thousands, billions of people would kill to be in your position, but you dreaded this more than anything. You never wanted to marry the soon-to-be king of Mandalore, but the Royal administration never gave you an option. Throughout the fantastical wedding, you repeatedly reminded yourself it was for your people - they are the ones who will prosper from this. Thankfully, his creed forbade him from removing his helmet in front of others, therefore you weren’t allowed to kiss him. The only time you had to touch him during the ceremony was when you held hands. Even then, his mastiff-leather gloves create a barrier from any real contact.

After the ceremony, you avoided your new husband as best you could. When it was time to put on a show, you had forced yourself to put on the royal smile you had been practicing. When eating, you sat as far away as possible from him but not far enough to worry the royal administrations that watched you two tentatively. The times you were called to waltz, you performed what you had been learning for months but never made eye contact with him. After a few dances, the royals watching had joined in and forgotten about you, giving you the perfect chance to escape.

You spent your time talking with other royalty, expressing your worries and concerns to Princess Mary of Ryloth. Unlike you, she was happily married, but it was her 3rd time. The first two suitors weren’t ‘good enough’ for her, so she became the royal’s biggest scandal and ignored her administration to marry for love. Luckily her experience with terrible lovers led to wonderful tips and tricks that she gladly gave you for your wedding night. You knew she was telling you these things to help, but in reality, it only made you feel worse about your new life.

“Djarin, my oldest friend, how are you enjoying your wedding?” General Paz said with a heavy pat to Din’s pauldron.

“It’s… grand.” Din sounded unconvinced by his own words.

“Grand? Is that all you have to say?”

“Well, everything appears wonderful, but my wife won’t speak nor look at me.”

“Have you attempted to talk to her?”

“Of course!” Din and Paz turn to watch you talk to Princess Mary. “She never responds, though.”

The uncomfortable feeling of Din’s stare props you to turn around. The blue and silver beskar statues jump when you catch them and quickly turn back to avoid any further embarrassment.

“I haven’t seen her in years, but she has grown to be quite beautiful, you must admit.” Paz shrugs.

“I know, it’s one of the many reasons I married her. I just… wish she’d give me a chance.”

“Well, she better. I overheard that the administration is already seething that you two haven’t gone back to your honeymoon suite.”

Din rolls his eyes under his helmet. “I don’t care about them. They shouldn’t have a say in my marriage.”

“Good luck arguing that. You know they expect an heir to be conceived tonight.”

“I already have Grogu. Is he not enough?”

“Nothing is enough for them, my friend.” Paz pats Din’s back reassuringly. “Just be kind to the poor girl. I’m sure she isn’t pleased with all of this.” He gestures to the grand chandeliers and dramatic towers of cake and food.

Din sighs as he fiddles with the edge of his cape. “Alright. I should probably go fetch her before the Administration creates any more drama.”

“Good luck, your majesty.” Paz bows as Din walks your way.

Din let’s go of his cape before wiping his armor of any lingering bits of dust and dirt, wanting to be as presentable as possible for you. When Din arrives behind you, he clears his throat and bows.

“My Princess, it is time for us to leave for the Honeymoon Suite.”

Without a word, you give him a nod and take his arm. The guests cheer and whisper as you and your husband make your way out of the ballroom. You could hear Royal Administers whisper their concerns regarding your fertility or your performance in bed. It was dehumanizing, to say the least. You fought for justice and equality on Naboo, but this was not the way on Mandalore. Your new role would be diminished to a supporting queen who would raise the future heirs. Meanwhile, the other women of Mandalore were busy serving valiantly in wars. This was the way. Mandalore was born out of extremists, and you had to embrace the consequences.

Din hated the whispers. If he were king, he would have lashed out long ago, but the coronation isn’t for another few days. You didn’t deserve to be treated as an object. Din saw you to be the goddess that would help lead his people into prosperity and the gorgeous woman who may one day graciously birth his children. Such slander against someone so perfect made Din rage under his helmet. A few more days. Din would remind himself.

.

The Suite reflected Mandalore: grand and majestic. Silver swirls of beskar outlined the stained glass windows that watched over Mandalore. The bed was larger than any other you had seen before. It looked cozy; a complete contrast to the large and uncomfortable dress you’ve been wearing all day. You walked over to touch the silk-like blankets and sighed at its softness.

Din watched you with interest - mesmerized by the way the roaring fireplace creates a golden glow on your features. “Wife?”

“Hmm?”

“Why don’t you look at me?” The flicker of sadness in his voice took you by surprise. You weren’t sure if Mandalorians could feel emotions underneath the layers of cold beskar. “Do I… scare you?”

You turn to look at him, your nerves shining through by the twiddling of your thumbs. “I… I don't know.”

“What is wrong, my dear princess? I want to fix this. I don't want to start our marriage off on the wrong foot.” You sit down on the luxurious bed, your eyes now watching as you fiddle with your dress. Din walks towards you, taking a knee to be at eye level with you. “I understand this isn't what you wanted. I heard whispers that it took the maids an hour to get you off your ship. That you fought off any guard that laid a hand on you.” Din chuckled at the image he had created in his head. “But then the fighting stopped… why?” You couldn't find it within yourself to respond. “Won’t you please entertain my curiosity?”

You sighed and looked up into the dark visor. “I realized I was being selfish. I had forgotten that marriage among the royals was for the people… not for love.”

“You do not love me?”

“We barely know each other, your majesty.”

“What are you speaking of? We used to be best friends.”

You scoffed at Din. “We were children, your majesty. You were just a servant boy in the palace back then, but times have changed, haven't they, your majesty.”

“Please refrain from calling me ‘your majesty.’ I thought we were beyond that.” Din groaned, annoyed by the ridiculous title.

“Din, you're to become the Mandalore - the king - in a few days' time. I understand the rules - I understand why you had to marry me.”

“What? So that I could officially hold the title as king? I don't care about a stupid title - the administration does.”

“Then why marry me? There are millions of royals lined up to marry the Mandalore, but why choose me, Din? Why?” You started getting hysterical at it all. Your life's work had come to a halt just so that Din could be crowned king. It was disgusting and unfair.

“As an orphan-servant boy, the days your family visited were the best days of my life. Your parents always treated me like their own - the complete opposite of how the Kryze family did. I meant it when I said you were my best friend. You were the only person who could beat Paz and me in a fight. The only person who would sneak out of the palace to play in the garden at night with me. When your parents… passed and you stopped visiting me… It crushed me. I never stopped thinking about you, my princess.”

You could hear the build-up of tears in Din’s throat, but he wasn't the only one. You too had tears in your eyes, remembering the once pure and innocent life you had. You bring your hand up to din's helmet, holding where his cheek would be.

“Do you remember that last night?”

“Of course I do. It was a cold night in the rose garden. I gave you my coat since you had insisted you didn't need your shall.” Din smiled and chuckled at the memory.

“I... I never saw your lips, but I had never felt such pure joy than the moment they molded against mine.”

Din leans his head forward to rest your foreheads together. Underneath, he continued to beam. It had been so long since he had felt such love - such love that could only be created by you.

“My princess, I never stopped loving you. Even as we grew up and apart, I would watch the holovids that spoke about you, and all the wonderful things you were doing for your people. It was the only thing that kept me going through those torturous years apart from you. I love you.”

Din’s arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into a tight hug. You reciprocated by wrapping your arms around his shoulders and burying your head in the crook of his neck. “I love you too, Din.”

“My wife?”

“Yes, my husband?”

“Will you take this ridiculous helmet off of me so that I may kiss you and make love to you?”

Your glowing smile melts Din’s heart. Your hand reaches up to slowly slide off the silver beskar helmet that covered those features you dreamt of. An audible gasp escapes past your lips when Din’s lips appear. It took everything in you to not pounce on him and cover him in kisses, but you maintain your composure. His nose was strong and beautiful, and his cheeks… oh, how you wanted to leave lipstick stains on them. Then were his perfect eyes. Those chocolate eyes that expressed an amount of love you'd never completely fathom in your life.

“You're stunning, Din.” Din’s heart flutters at your words. The only compliment he's ever received was about his combat skills and valor. He's never been complimented on his looks before.

“I’d never compare to my gorgeous wife.”

Din takes your face into his palms and slowly pulls you in for a kiss. The moment your lips touch, you feel fireworks exploding all around you. The glowing lights flash behind your eyelids as you mold your lips together. The tickle of his mustache causes you to giggle into the kiss, which Din finds to be enchanting. One of Din's hands leaves your face to grip your torso, massaging and kneading your skin.

“I love you.” He murmurs into the kiss. “I love you more than the moons and stars.”

As the kisses become more intense, so does your lust for one another. Din’s hands undo the strings of your wedding dress as you shed his armor off - lips never leaving each other. Once you two were completely naked, Din had you crawl to the center of the bed.

“Now, lay back, my love. I want to show you how much I love and miss you.” You follow his instructions and rest your head on the large cloud-like pillows.

Din crawls between your legs, taking one into his hand. Starting from your ankle, he works his way down, leaving a trail of sloppy yet delicate kisses. He takes his time at your inner thigh, sucking and licking at your skin to make you emit whimpers.

“D-Din, please don't tease me.”

“Hush, now. Let me take my time loving you.” And he does. He spends his time worshiping your body - kissing and sucking the skin around your lips while his hand massages your breasts. Suddenly, Din dives into your sopping wet cunt, immediately sucking and licking your swollen clit. You let out a loud gasp followed by a moan, making Din’s cock bounce up in excitement.

Your noises sound like music - the most angelic music he's ever heard in his life. Each moan and whimper you let out only addicted him more. Din wraps his hands around your waist and sits back, lifting your hips from the bed and to his mouth. You grip the blankets with a scream as Din explores further into your pussy. The animalistic grunts and growls he lets out only make you wetter.

“Come on, Princess. Cum. Cum all over my face. I need it.” And just like that, you let out a scream as you convulse around his tongue. Din slowly lowers you back onto the bed as he licks up your dripping cum. “You're sweeter than a meiloorun, darling. I've never tasted anything so divine. I’d love to stay between your legs forever and drink your cum until the day I die, but I wanna put a baby in you too badly to do so.” You let out a whimper at his filthy words. “Can I, darling? Will you let me fuck a baby into you?”

“Wait, we're not done?” You ask through pants.

“Not done? We’ll be done when the sun wakes up. Even then, I'm not sure if we'll ever be done. Why?”

“The other princesses said it would only be a minute of discomfort, and it’ll be over.

Din tsks and shakes his head, pressing a few kisses to your clit. “Oh, my darling. I'm not like those other royals. I care about my wife’s pleasure, and you…” Din presses more kisses to your overstimulated heat. “Are nowhere near done with your, please. So, I'll ask you again. Are you ready for me to fuck a baby into you with my thick, hard cock?”

“Stars, yes! Please, Din!” You hated how completely and utterly desperate you sounded, but you were completely and utterly desperate for Din to fuck you.

Din crawls up to meet your half-lidded eyes, drooping with lust. He places soft kisses on your cheeks before pressing one to your lips. “Are you ready for me, Princess?”

“Yes, my husband.”

Din grabs his cock, lining it up with your entrance. With a loud moan, he enters your sopping wet pussy.

“Oh, you're so wet! Ungh… Stars, you're so tight too!” Din’s thrusts speed up to a steady pace, your moans echoing through the room along with the lewd, wet sounds of your bodies pounding together. “From this day forward, y-your. Pussy. Belongs. To. Me.” Din emphasizes his words with his cock hitting against your g-spot.

“O-Only i-if your cock b-belongs - Oh yes, Din - To me.”

Din chuckles through his labored breaths. “Of course, my love. My cock is forever yours to do what you please with. I don't care what time- ugnh- or what p-place. It's yours.” You lean up to capture din’s parted lips, swallowing his beautiful moans. The knot in your stomach starts to tighten. Desperate for your release, you buck your hips back into Din. “Yes, take my cock. It's yours. All yours.” Din takes your legs, pushing them to your chest. Both of you let out a series of loud moans at the deeper feeling.

“Oh, Din! I'm going to cum if you keep doing that!”

“Ugh, I can see the galaxy when I'm inside you! Can you feel that, my love?”

“Yes, I-I can feel your throbbing cock!” You throw your head back at the euphoric feeling. Your exposed neck allows Din to swoop down and suck marks onto it.

“Th-That's me, claiming what's mine. You're all mine, my princess.” Din’s thrusts speed up, desperate and ready for you to cum. Each thrust was accompanied by a loud grunt that made you clench even tighter. “I'm gonna cum. I'm going to give you a baby - our baby. Are you ready?”

“Yes, Din! I love y-you!” You scream out a slew of ‘i love yous’ and clench tightly around Din’s swollen cock. Your orgasm and words of love cause Din to cum, sending spurts of his cum into your womb, where your future child would soon grow.

Din collapses on you which you gladly accept. You wrap your arms around his neck and place kisses on the crown of his head. Both of you stay like that for a while, basking in pure love. Once your breaths are back to normal, Din slowly pulls out of you to lay on the bed beside you. He pulls you closer to him so that no space lingered and adjusted the blankets to create a cocoon of comfort around you two.

You smile as you listen to his heartbeat against his chest. Din’s index finger presses to the underside of your chin, adjusting your eyes to look into his.

“Are you okay, my love?”

You nod lazily, completely worn out. “You know, having a husband isn't so bad after all.” Din lets out a hearty laugh before leaning down to kiss you.

“Yeah, having a wife isn't so bad either.” Din smirks at you, causing you to shy away in embarrassment and return your attention to his chest. Your fingers trace shapes and words onto his chest until you stop. A mark on Din’s torso prompts you to inspect it. “What are your curious fingers doing, my love?”

“What is this?” You ask as your finger traces the mark.

“It’s just a scar, dearest.”

“A scar?” You look back at Din with worry in your eyes.

“Oh, don't worry, my love. I've collected so many over the years, I've become immune to them. That one was either from when I fought Bo-Katan or when I fought a mudhorn to save my son.”

“Goodness.... I've missed so much of your life.” Your face droops with sadness, but Din is quick to relieve your worries.

“Now, it's nothing to be upset over. Yes, we've missed a lot, but that means we can spend the rest of our lives catching up and making new memories. Plus, you can meet my son tomorrow.”

You smile and press a chaste kiss to Din’s lips. “I’d love that.” You pressed another kiss to his lips, but this one wasn't so innocent.

“Did I not satisfy you, my love?” Din chuckles into the kiss. You climb on top of him and shake your head. “Oh, does my princess want more?”

You give Din a mischievous grin and shrug.

Din smirks before leaning in to kiss you. “Well, who am I to deny my wife of her wishes?”

A/N: Idk who from my Javier Peña taglist wants to be on this one, but those who are interested in being added to a Din Djarin taglist or a perminante taglist, please let me know.🤍 Can’t wait to hear what you all think!

[kuronekonerochan]

Hi...how are you? If you don't mind me asking what are your top 5 favorite danmei novels (until now)? And why? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....

Hi, sorry for being slow at answering!

In no particular order:

Ok, so I liked the 3 from MXTX:

 - Grandmaster of Diabolic Cultivation/ Mo Dao Zu Shi 

This one I loved but it has a particular style that ppl might not like in that it feels jumpy, confusing and with information gaps while reading, even though eventually everything that matters does end up being explained...in other works this would probably be just lazy writing, but here it is clearly an intentional choice bc 1) she doesn’t do this in her other novels 2) this is in WWX’s pov and dude has heavy ptsd and adhd, plus he tends to pretend to take everything lightly as a coping mechanisms...all this put together and it’s easy to understand why the story has such an unreliable narrator that even the other characters constantly point it out. I ended up loving this extra layer of storytelling.

 - Heaven Official’s Blessings/ Tian Guan Ci Fu

If you’re in the mood for a saga type long ass novel with a ton of interesting side stories and side characters with a main character who is a true cinnamon bun in sweet romance with a side dish of sweet sweet aaaangst.

- Scum Villains Self Saving System

The most entertaining out of all of them. It manages to be a parody of two genres, both danmeis and wuia/jianghu harem het novels (fighter of destiny style) with OP leads, while also being its own cute and funny story with a heart to it.

From other authors:

 - Meatbun’s 2ha/ Dumb Husky and his White Cat Shizun 

What if someone took a look at the parody that is SVSSS and said...”no, you know what? This really deserves to be an epic, long ass, and I mean, topping old classics’ length novel packed with angst, filled with pain and topped with despair...and then we’re sprinkling some funfetti on top to fool y’all”...and you know what? that’s some good cake. (If you’re into cdramas SVSSS is to 2ha what The Romance of Tiger and Rose is to Goodbye My Princess).

- Priest’s Sha Po Lang:

Steampunk China plus creepy voodoo tribal ritual magic, involved in internal and external wars over petrol (with a different name) and with our leads in Iron Man suits, fighting, among other enemies hot young(er) hands on, on the field, western troop General, the Pope, that I can only visualize in my head as Jude Law. I tell you all of this nonsense just to say that instead of the ridiculous fun this should be, it ends up being a very compelling romance with lots of scheming and heavy plot and some heartbreaking scenes.

- The Golden Stage:

This is a court drama type novel with friends-to-rivals-to-lovers that is just the right length and compelling with not too many plot twists but two main characters who are really great both individually and together and this is the one out of all in the list I feel like re reading the most. It really is a solid read and I feel like I’m selling it short, bc it really is good. It is similar to Sha Po Lang and To Rule in a Turbulent World, a simpler version of those but not worse for it.

(Since you said top 5 and I’ve said 6, I regretfully cut down Heaven Official’s Blessing bc even though I love it, unlike MDZS or SVSSS, it didn’t feel like a standalone novel because some of the several storylines of the side characters that I loved were left open ended (although the main characters had a complete story arc), as if this book was supposed to be the first of a series and those characters would have their own spinoff books where I’d know where their story took them...except this really is a standalone, and so the lack of resolution bothers me).

>> Honorable Mentions:

- To Rule in a Turbulent World

This one doesn’t go in the top 5 list yet bc it’s not fully translated, last time I checked (tho it’s very near the end). As an ongoing novel, I adore it. If the ending isn’t terrible it might be in my top 3. It’s similar to the two above in plotlines but it has a quality to it that it takes care to make every character in it multidimensional. There are no good and bad characters, even the ones on the opposite side are given something that makes them relatable and human. Plus, the characters all change throughout the novel, most of all the protagonists and the novel gives itself breathing time between events where you just chill with the characters and learn about random things like agricultural practices. 

- The Wife Is First

This one is just that light fluff feel good one that is great to pick up from time to time since it’s on going. Dumb Jock husband did everything wrong in his first life, gets a re-do and from then on it’s adorable respect the spouse juice and awe of said spouse smarts. Cute. Also, there’s a baby pet tiger.

>> Others I did like, just not in the top 5:

 -Faraway Wanderers and Lord Seventh/Qi Ye by Priest:

Qi Ye is similar to To Rule in A Turbulent World/The Golden Stage/Sha Po Lang. I really liked it still, just a tiny bit less than these. Since it’s the same author as SPL and I think it was written earlier, I have to say, the writing only got better.

Faraway Wanderers is a short read, but you’re only gonna like it if you’re ok with amoral main characters (I guess that is true for many on this list but it’s more obvious in this one bc the novel and the characters are unapologetic about it).

- YuWu by Meatbun - Still reading it, but is isn’t grabbing me like 2ha did.

>> I assumed you only wanted danmeis as in period fantasy bl novels, but if we go modern, fantasy or not:

 - Silent Readings by Priest:

I love crime fiction novels (love Ding Mo’s novels) and this is that type of conspiracy, murder novel with smart criminals and smart investigators. Little romance, but still there.

 - Guardian by Priest: 

Priest is hilarious and except the last part that gets a bit heavy on the lore this is just a joy to read. Also pretty short.

- Advance Bravely:

I read it a long time ago and it’s okayish, with some cute and some weird, problematic characters. 

- Addicted/ Heroin:

Also read it (this is 2 books) ages ago...and this one is NOT cute. It starts out as a pretty normal, but kind of toxic very typical oldschool drama/manga romance right down to the step brothers’ trope....and then it keeps escalating to new levels of WTF am I reading?!! All I have to say for this one is, that while I cannot recommend it per se, nor say it’s good, the title really is fitting, bc it is addictive as f.

[zaprlcorn]

Venus Rx and Fated Relationships

Is it possible you could meet your future spouse during a retrograde? 

A retrograde is when a planet reverses its motion—it moves backwards. Depending on the planet, retrogrades can last anywhere from 30 days to ~6 months. Venus goes retrograde approx every 18 months. Venus is the closest planet to Earth. In a world filled with hopeless romantics and love being the goal of life, when Venus goes retrograde, the effects are felt heavily.

Venus retrograde is a time when we are called to reassess ourselves in terms of “Venusian” things. These “things” revolve around love (internal or external), relationships, values, finances, pleasures, etc.

Because Venus is widely known as the planet of “love” it is no surprise that many people get into relationships when the planet goes retrograde. We’ve heard of exes coming back during Mercury retrograde to get closure (revising communication), but what about going back to people from past lives? Because retrogrades revisit the path a planet was once on, we do the same here on Earth. During this time, many people find themselves in relationships—specifically, “fated” relationships.

At the most basic level, our goal on this Earth is to procreate, carry on our lineage, and achieve happiness in some shape or form. The primary way of life goes: fall in love, have kids, and strengthen our family line. You hear songs about love on the radio, you see it in movies, shows, books, poetry; Love has been an emotion untouched since the beginning of time, so much that the idea of a “soulmate” is popular in pop culture and worldwide. Since astrology has gained popularity over the years, so has the term “twin flame”. A twin flame is essentially the idea that you are the half of somebody else’s soul, resulting in a star crossed lovers tale like Romeo and Juliet (with or without the suicide). In astrology, it has been proven that you can see karmic connections via synastry between two individuals—whether that’s two friends, an employee and boss, or a mother and child. However, in this post, I want to focus on the karmic connection between two people in the romantic aspect.

NOTE: I do NOT condone or support concept of twin flames for many reasons. This post is in no way shape or form about twin flames, saying the persons in this post are twin flames, or saying that you will meet your twin flame during Venus Rx.

Over the years, I have noticed that many people find a long-term partner, or even their spouse during Venus retrograde, in this thread I want to focus on one couple, in particular, that seems to prove the theory to be true:

Zayn Malik and Gigi Hadid.

August 9th, 2015

Venus, Uranus, and Jupiter were all trine each other at this time. Indicating an abundance of out of the blue fated connections and relationships.

There’s no denying that Zayn and Gigi are pretty much in “soulmate” territory. Despite breaks and breakups, they’ve amounted a total of 5 years together. Five years ago, when Zayn and Gigi first met, the planet Venus was in retrograde, which Zayn actually mentions in his song cruel:

Venus in converse, you put a spell on me

Converse: a situation, object, or statement that is the reverse of another or corresponds to it but with certain terms transposed.

Zayn and Gigi met at Kylie Jenner’s birthday party, on August 9th, 2015. The song Cruel is about meeting somebody at a party and feeling a spark. Put two and two together.

When looking at Gigi’s chart, Jupiter was transiting her 5th house with a pretty tight conjunction to Venus (3 degrees separation) in the sign of Leo meaning that Venus and Jupiter were in an exact conjunction that Summer.

Leo is ruled by the Sun, the center of our universe, the Sun shines down on humanity and makes everything beautiful. Leo is home to the 5th house.

The 5th house is the house of relationships, sex, children, parties, creativity, and joys. Speaking of Joys—Venus’ joy is in the 5th house, meaning that this is an extremely favourable place for Venus to be (side note, Zayn had a planetary joy transit himself during this time. His moon was transiting his 3rd house and 3H Moon represents the Goddess.) She enjoys being in the 5th house, as she can utilize everything on the table in that room of the house.

Moreover, Jupiter, at the utmost basic level, has to deal with abundance. Jupiter being in the 5th house is favorable because the sign Jupiter rules (Pisces) is the sign Venus is exalted in. That said, Venus conjunct Jupiter in the sign of Leo equals an overflowing abundance of Venusian energy. It should also be noted that Jupiter rules a woman's husband in the birth chart. At this time, Gigi was in a VERY FAVORABLE position to meet her potential spouse. Moreover, when Jupiter crosses one’s 5th house, this indicates that a woman could meet her husband.

“Whenever Jupiter and the lord of 7th house transits the first or ninth house this is more indicative of things like Marriage commitment, deeper and strong relationships. And if Venus or Jupiter itself rule these houses then it is a double significant of relationships.“

Lord of Gigi’s 7H: Mars & Pluto

Mars was transiting her 4H, ready to cross over to her 5th

Pluto was transiting her 9H

“The seventh house represents connecting with others in a physical bonding and 9th house represents long term relationship.”

Now, remember when I said the Moon was transiting Zayn’s third house? The Moon changes signs every 2-2.5 days, so this transit came and went, but it was extremely fitting for the moment. The Moon was in Gemini, the sign of communication.

The 5th house is the house of relationships, sex, children, parties, creativity, and joys.

Where did Zayn and Gigi meet? What happens at parties? 

Venus, Jupiter, and Mercury (Gemini’s planetary ruler) were in a nice conjunction during this time. The Moon was also making a few aspects to Zayn’s natal Moon that day.

Moon in aspect with his Venus in the 1st house (opposite of the seventh house, house of long term relationships) within 1 degree of each other. Venus signifies ones girlfriend or wife in the natal chart.

Moon in aspect with his Jupiter in the 7th house (opposite of first house, house of self and the physical body)

“The ascendant represents the body in the individual of the person who wants the relationship.”

Another thing to note is the planet Uranus. Uranus is an outer planet known for causing upheaval and out-of-the-blue events. During this time, Uranus was transiting Zayn’s 1st house of self. Another thing to consider is his natal 7H Jupiter sextiling Uranus transiting his 1H, which means positive, but abrupt change in relationships. 

“This is a good time to tackle difficult tasks that have caused frustration or limitations in the past.” Venus Rx tends to bring people into your life who you’ve had a “past life” connection with.

Because of Uranus’ influence, Zayn’s life was a bit all over the place, so he found himself in a more adventurous state. Because his 11H (the 11H is responsible for social circles) Sun and transiting 1H Uranus were in a square aspect within 2 degrees, That said, Zayn was meeting new people and doing new things with said new people.

We got such a spiritual connection...

Zayn and Gigi are a great example of proving Venus Rx to be a time for cuffing szn. Despite having breaks and breakups, they’ve always found their way back to each other.

I’ve spoken to many other people to have met their partners during Venus retrograde, and almost all of them say it’s like a spark. They feel an automatic deep sense of familiarity with their partner, saying it’s like a spiritual connection.

Zayn is always singing about Gigi and him having this spiritual, fated, and past life connection:

     I been feeling high when I touch your body     That's how I feel the soul inside her body

       — Flight of the Stars (2018)

  Think I'm from space, my soul fell down   I found the Earth, not leaving now   I know your face, think you fell too   And ain't no place now, if I got you

      — If I Got You (2018)

We got such a spiritual connection, Don't you know you're fuckin' beautiful?

     — Common (2018)

I found my life in between shots and getting high The cage I was in fell away when she asked me to dance again I found my life in between a first kiss and a last goodbye

    — BRIGHT (2016)

Girl we'd still make it If the planets all faded away 

    — Imprint (2018)

I know I seen your face In different times and places

....

We can be Something divine, planets align where we should be

   — Talk to Me (2018)

With all being said, I think it’s safe to say if you’re looking for love, lookout for the next Venus retrograde (or look for 5th, 7th, or 9th house transits). Sometimes the universe throws somebody in your path and it’s fated. While Zayn and Gigi are an example in the media, I’ve seen it happen numerous times with everyday people. While some find their exes coming back around for a second try, or end up in murky karmic relationships, for the most part: Venus Rx seems to be a good place to start if you’re looking. 

Venus retrograde does not always mean things will work out because retrogrades are here to reassess things we did not master in the past. But love is all about taking chances. So take your chance, and have fun. Soul mates do exist, and you may end up finding the one.

[barnesandco]

Family

Drabble

Samtember 2020 Masterlist

Sam gets to know a new member of his family.

Samtember Prompt #1: New Beginnings

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader

Warnings: Very brief mentions of pregnancy and labor

A/N: I'm going to try to post a drabble for Sam every day of Samtember, and hopefully some one shots, too, when inspiration strikes. Wish me luck!

Also, go check out @samwilsonfest​ for the prompts list and rules to celebrate Sam Wilson this month!

Sam is a brave man. He thinks he can acknowledge that living his life the way he has required a modicum of courage beyond the everyday. He's faced off against brainwashed super soldiers and frighteningly powerful government agencies gone corrupt, not to mention taking on megalomaniac aliens wanting to destroy life as he knows it, and Sam likes to think he's recovered just fine from all of it.

But this, the strong, sterile whites of the hospital room he holds your hand in, one of his fingers having been fractured by your labor-strengthened grip, and the weight of his newborn daughter on his other arm, supported against his chest, is a feeling even he doesn't think he'll ever conquer. You doze peacefully now, the ordeal of childbirth past, head tilted toward Sam with a faint smile on the lips he knows better than his own.

After taking another second to look at you, he looks down at his baby again -- his. baby. -- and swallows back the lump that grows in his throat. His heart is heavy with love, threatening to burst, and his lungs struggle against the weight of whatever this feeling is, making him lightheaded.

She's a beautiful child. Every parent must think that, he knows, but his daughter really is an angel. Brown skin soft when he strokes a fingertip across her cheek, he suppresses a gasp, becomes breathless instead at the feel of her, all soft and warm and comfortable. He does it again, smile widening and sight blurring with tears.

He doesn't bother with suppressing them. Lets a salty drop slide down, and in his periphery, sees you wake from your catnap. The first thing you see when your eyes open is that watery diamond glinting in the sunlight on your husband's cheek, and you reach out to wipe it off, place a kiss there instead. With his eyes, deep brown full of shining joy, he asks if you'd like to hold your baby, and you say no, and he can tell you're giving him more time to process.

Not that it'll help, with how overwhelmed he is. He takes his free hand and strokes over his daughter's little knuckles, finds the velveteen skin of her tiny palm, and she holds his finger then, tightly. Taking after her mother. He should probably do something about the throbbing in that other finger, the one he's sure is broken, but he's sat transfixed like stone, and happy to stay like this for the rest of his life. With a small hand clutching his, with his wife smiling brightly at him out of the corner of his eye.

"Have you thought about the name, yet?" You ask softly, and he releases a strangled laugh from his aching throat, remembering your last pregnancy induced argument about baby names. Every day nearing the due date had brought more confusion and doubt, and you hadn't been able to pick a name. Hell, you couldn't even narrow it down to a top three.

Sam shakes his head in response. "Just as clueless as you are, sweetheart," he says with a chuckle, shifting his daughter's weight in his arms until you gesture to take her back, and he watches as you hold her close to your chest, her cheeks round and plump and perfect.

"I was thinking of naming her Riley," you say, and Sam meets your eyes, half elated and half disappointed he didn't think of it himself earlier. "Don't do that, Sam, I know what you're thinking," you tell him with a knowing look. "You've had plenty to worry about."

He nods, grateful you understand him so well he never needs to explain himself. "Riley sounds good. Great, actually," he says. "Riley," he repeats, enunciating it clearly, tasting the name, relishing the familiar feel of it, and looking at the lovely girl he's naming after his best friend. There's no one more worthy.

A knock on the door bursts your little bubble, and when Sam grants permission, one of the nurses enter, sheepishly, apology on her face even before she speaks, and when she does, he understands why. "Your friends are asking for you, Mr. Wilson, and rather insistently at that."

Sam nods kindly. "Thank you, miss." Then turning to you, he asks: "You okay with having guests right now, baby? Because if not, they stay out, and I'll go give them the news."

"It's alright, Sam, let them in."

Getting up to open the door, he calls his teammates' attention, and holds the door for the half a dozen Avengers that file in with breaths held hopefully and in wait of the sacred sight inside.

When he closes the door behind him, everyone is murmuring hushed congratulations and looking at Riley as you introduce her, with awe.

"Congrats, buddy, I'm really happy for you," Bucky says, placing a hand on Sam's shoulder with a grin. Sam smiles, nods back with thanks to the chorus that echoes Bucky's sentiment. Wanda asks to hold her, and while she's being transferred to her arms, Sam pulls Bucky back, a little further from the group.

"Hey, listen, man," he begins, clearing his throat. "We only just decided on a name, but both of us agreed a long time ago that we wanted you to be her godfather."

Bucky steps back. Trepidation in his eyes and hope beyond hope in the way his mouth opens and shuts and Sam wonders if he's done something wrong. If he shouldn't have asked. But Bucky's capable of saying no if he wants to.

"Are you sure, Sam?"

"As long as you want to, there's nothing I’d like more." And with a heartfelt yes, that’s settled, and they make their way back to the hospital bed where the baby is finally handed over to Bucky.

The throbbing pain in Sam’s finger has subsided to a dull ache, as he watches Bucky look at his goddaughter with wonder and marvel, before returning Riley to her father, and Sam sits back down in his chair with her in his arms. Your hand covers his available one once more, and his every muscle sings with joy, with elation, at this celebration of light amidst people who have seen so much of the opposite.

Riley, as if on cue at that thought, begins to cry in hunger, and even that sound is a symphony. Accepting his friends’ final congratulations and well-wishes as they leave to give them privacy, he cautiously places Riley in your arms, but does not break contact. Allows her to hold his finger in her hand, eternally connected, and promises to never let go.