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miyeyu · 5 months ago

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Searching for Love and Identity: An Overanalysis of the Llamas with Hats Epilogue

tl;dr LwH is a huge tragicomedy, and Carl is a profoundly complex human monster who ultimately proves able to transcend his cookie-cutter cartoon villain character because of his painfully human desire for love.

I’ve been obsessed with the Llamas with Hats (LwH) Epilogue that released recently. I don’t usually do this, but here’s a super extra, over-the-top deep dive into the symbolism of the episode and what it reveals about Carl’s character. It's not super edited but I hope at least somebody enjoys this.

At the beginning and end are mirrored scenes: a scene of rippling water and a typical funny episode of LwH on a phone. While the water is a callback to the ocean Carl jumped into in Episode 12, the use of the phone to frame the episode emphasizes the nature of LwH as a show; it’s telling you that none of this is real and making a meta joke, since most of us are probably viewing this on our phones (and also long-dead if we were in the world of LwH).

For many of us who grew up with LwH, this is a nostalgic moment and a recap after not having watched the series for so long. What I really love about this scene is that Jason Steele uses these scenes—the water, the playing phone—to bookend Carl’s emotional journey, making the epilogue a complete narrative circle. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

In the next scene, we are shown the wake of Carl’s utter devastation upon the Earth, accompanied by a melancholic saxophone track, bringing us back to the end of Episode 12. Surprisingly, we actually know that Carl plays the saxophone, since he mentioned it in Episode 4. As he sinks into oblivion, his hat floats away.

WHAT'S UP WITH THE HAT?

Hats are a powerful symbol in Llamas with Hats. It’s right there in the title! A red hat and a green hat are often used as a visual synecdoche for Paul and Carl, respectively. In a broader sense, clothing is associated with civilization and dignity, that which sets us apart from animals. In the Christian Bible, when Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit of knowledge, they realized that they were naked and began to cover themselves up.

The hats make up a part of Paul’s and Carl’s identities as important characters; they’re not just llamas, they’re llamas with hats. It’s a core part of the series identity.

Another notable element is that Paul has a red hat and Carl has a green hat. In color theory, red and green are complementary colors, directly opposite of each other on the color wheel and creating the most dynamic contrast out of any other pairing with red or green when used together. This reflects Paul and Carl’s dynamic pretty well, actually.

Therefore, knowing that their hats are deeply tied to their identities, when Carl loses his hat during his dive into the water, it symbolizes a loss of identity, of life. When Carl gets captured by the glowing purple hands and regains his hat, that’s not actually his real hat—it’s his sense of self coming back to him as he regains consciousness. And that’s what the LwH epilogue really is about—the meaning and loss of one’s identity.

WHY HANDS?

We see glowing purple hands made of light multiple times in the epilogue: at the beginning, capturing Carl as he sinks into the water, several times as consciously manifested by Carl (usually in order to harm others, but sometimes to transport him somewhere else), and pushing Acorn-Carl into the sand at the very end. What are these hands supposed to mean?

Well, hands, as the means by which we manipulate tools, have long been a symbol for power—the ability to make our desires manifest. If you recall Episode 8, there is the number 412 on Paul’s new apartment’s door. That actually isn’t any old number. It’s an angel number, a special number within numerology (an occult/spiritual belief that numbers we encounter can be used to divine meaning in our lives) that symbolizes hard work and the power to manifest our desires.

And I mean, I’m sure Carl worked very hard on the orphan meat dragon.

Knowing this, I’d argue that these hands are a visual, spiritual manifestation of the near-omnipotent power granted to Carl by the narrative—in other words, the force of the narrative of LwH. We know that Carl is, despite being a completely normal llama, somehow an unstoppable force of destruction: he sunk a cruise ship in Episode 2, bombed a city in Episode 4, created a rip in the fabric of space-time in Episode 5, and can be reasonably expected to have eliminated all human life (if not all sentient life) on Earth by Episode 12. Just to name a few things. That’s because the narrative grants him this power.

And from a meta perspective, I would assume that the purple hands were probably made using videos of Jason Steele’s own hands, since he is the sole creator of LwH! Literally, the hands of the creator.

The point is that Carl has the power to act practically however he wants, and his narrative agency reigns supreme.

He might get injured physically, or told that he’s in trouble, but in the story of LwH, it has no real consequences for him. Nothing and no one can force Carl to do anything, not even Paul or the meat-tube (tube meat? purple meat? Meatube). His overwhelming power stands in contrast to the typical hero’s journey, which revolves around not having enough power and collecting enough power to defeat the villain. Yeah, we’re subverting a lot of tropes today. We’re not even done yet.

The spiritual dream/limbo/hallucination that Carl eventually finds himself in would be a classic The Nightmare Before Christmas-esque metaphysical journey, led by a spiritual guide to whom Carl is subordinate, and that’s what we’re expecting, but that’s not actually what happens. Carl uses the purple hands to escape this narrative railroad of being forced to confront his mistakes, to mess with Meatube and to launch himself around the dreamscape (I don’t think it’s necessarily a dreamscape, but we’ll call it that for convenience’s sake).

And, as a character with supreme agency given by the narrative, that is his prerogative. That’s just who he is.

So if Carl can’t be forced to do anything he doesn’t want to do, what we’re left with is the knowledge that if Carl does something, it has to be because he very much wants to do it. That is the core journey of LwH’s epilogue: Carl questioning what he wants and eventually changing himself through his own actions.

And now back to the program…

As Carl sinks into the dream realm/limbo/hallucination—whichever it is isn’t important—he finds himself in a surreal in-between room that resembles the old apartments we’ve seen throughout LwH. There, he encounters Meatube, who asks Carl if he’s ready (to fully die and move on to the next existence, supposedly).

Considering its purple color, it’s probably also a meta reference to the guidance of the narrative, but I read a comment on the Youtube video by @thekingtm760 with a theory that I like: that Meatube’s stated purpose and its meaning is not important. It’s simply there to “remind us of Carl’s innate nature”; that Carl hasn’t changed at all since his death and will still readily and remorselessly destroy and/or consume anything that makes him examine himself. In other words, he hasn’t changed. Throughout the epilogue, poor Meatube keeps trying to help Carl by telling him truths about himself even after being mutilated and eaten, but Meatube is powerless to change Carl—it’s Carl who must ultimately confront these truths and decide what to do.

Notably, every time he consumes Meatube, his figure distorts into something… pretty un-llama-like. I’m not quite sure what this is supposed to mean, but I’m guessing that it's a representation of how Carl only hurts himself when he resorts to using violence on others. Because while Carl may be sociopathic, he doesn’t actually adore killing as much as he tries to paint himself as. More on this later.

Then he flexes his narrative power to escape limbo and come back to the meadow where Carl first met Paul. He even has the ability to change the scene and conjure up versions of Paul (more on this later too, God there is so much to get through), though the Paul we know and love never actually shows up once in the epilogue.

CARL AND PAUL'S RELATIONSHIP

Hoo boy, this is gonna be a long one, so buckle up.

Their relationship has often been jokingly referred to as “toxic yaoi llamas”, and I don’t disagree with that. But although I do think that their relationship is romantic, whether the nature of Carl and Paul’s relationship is romantic or platonic isn’t paramount to the core message of the epilogue—what’s important is that Carl as a character has a deep, undying, obsessive attachment to Paul, and for the series as a whole, Paul represents a crucial half of a whole identity. I mean, the entire series of LwH depends on Paul as the normal one in contrast to Carl’s psychopathy, and then revolves around Carl’s trying to get Paul back.

Still, this surprises us. We are stricken at the depth of feeling that Carl has for Paul. We never think that Carl, the sociopath with a long history of violence, could have this amount of complexity and genuine attachment to another being—yet somehow he does. Let’s get into it.

“I always thought of you as made of moonlight because of that first night.” “Maybe we’re both still here. Maybe we’ve been here all along. Just two llamas in a meadow.”

The meadow scene is remarkably romantic. The moon has long been associated with romance, and the wistful way that Carl talks about Paul invokes romance scenes throughout time. There’s a common phrase in Chinese romance novels—to be somebody’s “white moonlight”—which means a yearning for somebody that one cannot touch or have. Indeed, Paul is Carl’s white moonlight. The moon is also a symbol for illusions, the inner self, the subconscious, etc. which fits quite well with this introspective journey that Carl is having.

Remember the whole comedic duo bit for the LwH series? Carl doesn’t see it like we do. For him, he honestly, really does not care one bit about all the people he hurt. He doesn’t hate them, nor is reveling in suffering truly important to him (shown by how he lost all joy in life when Paul left him). Like a child frying ants with a magnifying glass, he is simply incapable of feeling guilt and doesn’t understand that what he’s doing is wrong.

For him, the whole series has been him trying to get closer to Paul and genuinely not understanding why when he fails. That’s why, to him, they are still in that meadow where Paul was Carl’s white moonlight. He’s always been trying to grasp something he could never touch, something he thinks Paul can give him, something we all want desperately: love, acceptance, connection, understanding.

Truthfully, his image of Paul is more important to him than who Paul really is. Though Carl says in the epilogue that Paul will listen to him and understand, Paul has said himself that he doesn’t really get why Carl does anything. Carl tries to force the sheep in Episode 7 to act like (what he thinks) how Paul should act, even ordering the sheep not to sit because Paul would never sit.

Tellingly, in Carl’s dreamscape where he can do anything he wants, he is never able to conjure the real Paul. Instead, it’s a moonlight Paul, a faceless Paul, a distorted call in the distance—and even his hallucination of Paul from when he was still alive was a demonic floating head that was nothing like Paul. Carl doesn’t really know Paul or how he acts. Carl didn’t even know his name or gender until Episode 3.

Let’s look at just how deeply Carl is attached to Paul and why. This might already be apparent, but one of the reasons why Carl commits his atrocious acts is to get attention from Paul (the other reason is that he’s a sociopath with no regard for life).

Here are a couple quotes showing this, if you didn’t want to watch the whole series again:

Episode 3: Paul: “You know what? Forget it. I’m not even shocked anymore.” Carl: “Ahh, that’s no fun.” Paul: “This has become the norm for you, Carl." Carl: “I’ll have to try harder next time.” Paul: “Please don’t.” Carl: “I feel like I’ve been issued a challenge.” Episode 5: Carl: “Come on, look at this. How did I even do this.” Paul: “I don’t understand how or why you do anything.” Carl: “Do you know what it feels like to be Carl right now? It hurts. Not as much as the babies, but it hurts.” Episode 6 Carl: “Aren’t you going to say it?” Paul: “Say what, Carl.” Carl: “That. My name, all offended and annoyed.” --- Paul: “It’s a lot of things, Carl.” Carl: “Just let me explain. Efficiency. Industry. Never before has this many dead bodies been so manageable.” Paul: “Carl!”

Even greater than that, Carl and Paul’s relationship mirrors the relationship between the creator and the audience (us). Carl continually commits horrifically entertaining acts in order to impress Paul; it’s tied to his self-worth.

And us, watching on our phones (another reason why the intro is so good!), we have a huge reaction the first time we see it that showers the creator in love, but as the series goes on, we get bored. The act stagnates because it never changes its ways, just like Carl. So we stop watching and leave. Like Carl, creators can struggle with trying to give their audiences whatever they want because it helps them feel the love and acceptance (something we all want) that we are lacking, because we are all incomplete in some way. But sometimes, like in art, like in the LwH epilogue, what we want is not what we need.

Really, Carl’s identity only has two components: 1) Attached to Paul and 2) Homicidal maniac. Together as a comedic duo, Carl and Paul make up the identity of LwH; Carl is the freak of nature, while Carl is the normal guy. But what happens when one half of the duo is gone? Emptiness. Death. A loss of meaning and purpose.

That’s where identity comes in. Carl’s and Paul’s relationship, the relationship between the creator and audience, and a toxic relationship—while not exactly the same, they’re all mirrors of each other, and deeply tied to the identity of LwH as a series.

So why does Carl care about getting Paul back so much? It’s because of the (often twisted) desire for love, connection, acceptance, and understanding that we all struggle for in all of these mirrored relationships.

Carl says petulantly, “I’m finding Paul. I’m sorting things out between us. He’ll listen to me. He’ll understand.” This shows that Carl does actually have the ability to feel hurt, as well as desires acceptance and understanding—he has throughout the whole series—but he deflects and covers it up by pretending to not care, or else is so full of himself that he doesn’t realize that people are not joking when they tell him what he’s done wrong, as shown in Episode 6, where Paul continually tells Carl why he’s leaving him. Though we know that Carl cares deeply about Paul, he denies that Paul truly wants to leave and refuses to believe it in order to avoid being hurt.

That’s at least part of why he’s such a big jokester—to hide his pain, and to deny that he feels any at all. We watch LwH and laugh because funny comedian sociopathic llama, but for Carl, it’s a long series of his trying to cover up his loneliness and self-hatred by pretending to be this nonchalant comedian who cares about nothing at all.

Episode 10: Floating Head Paul: “Caaarl.” Carl: “That’s not gonna work. I’m in too bad a mood.” Floating Head Paul: “Caaarl.” Carl: “Alright. Oh, hey, how did all these bodies get down here?” Floating Head Paul: “You killed all these people, Carl.” Carl: “Collecting piles of human meat is my least favorite thing to do.” Floating Head Paul: “Caaarl.” Carl: “I am a rascal. Just a no-good troublemaker, that’s me.”

This conversation is fascinating, and it tells us so much. Floating Head Paul (Carl’s hallucination) suddenly starts doing the “Caaarl” when he was talking normally before.

This is a twisted way of cheering Carl up—an invitation to return to their previous comforting dynamic, when Carl’s only way of grabbing attention was to put on his sadistic comedian act. Carl actually doesn’t want to do it at first, but when he does, he noticeably adopts a funny-guy persona to do a bit with Floating Head Paul, ending with insulting himself. This isn’t readily apparent, but Carl doesn’t value himself very much at all. In Episode 9, Carl (pretending to be Paul) says, “Caaarl, I hate you, Carl! I hate you!”

It’s Carl, talking to himself, saying that he hates himself because he couldn’t make Paul stay.

After all, tragedy is comedy. We see this with the acorn and Meatube as well, where he deflects their truths by joking around or getting violent or running away in order to avoid confronting the painful fact that he is a monster.

Here’s who Carl really is: he doesn’t like himself, avoids pain through violence and deflection, wants to be loved and accepted, is incapable of understanding right and wrong, and ties his identity and self-worth to how much others value him.

He would be a sympathetic character if he didn’t commit like 50 war crimes (a manifestation of his total narrative agency). Honestly, his greatest flaw is not his malice, because none of his crimes are truly personal, but his constant willful ignorance.

So yeah, LwH is a huge tragicomedy, and Carl is a profoundly complex human monster who ultimately proves able to transcend his cookie-cutter cartoon villain character because of his painfully human desire for love.

Enough with the tragic llama yaoi, we must move on before this analysis gets to 4k words because I’ve already spent too much time on this already.

Rain pours in on the meadow. When we move to the next scene, Carl says, “Why? Why did you leave?” Then, when he puts himself into a hole (yet another manifestation of his agency), he says “I’m going to be a good boy from now on so Paul will forgive me.”

Carl’s willful and inherent ignorance is apparent through the entire epilogue:

Apologies are just a tool for him to get other people to do what he wants.

He doesn’t understand why Paul left, and denies it when others tell him why.

He thinks that all he needs to do is check items off a list and Paul will accept him.

To the very end, he doesn’t understand why his crimes are wrong, and he has no remorse for them or the suffering they caused.

He rejects the fact that everything happening to him is a consequence of his own actions.

It’s quite reminiscent of an abusive partner in a toxic relationship, or an abusive parent who doesn’t understand why their kid is estranged. The “toxic” part of “toxic yaoi llamas”. In a way, it’s sad how Carl is inherently incapable of understanding these things, but the acorn is right—even if Carl is a sympathetic character, he doesn’t deserve redemption or forgiveness.

The acorn quotes practically the same thing Carl said back in Episode 4: “Carl is a sociopath with a long history of violence.” He chose to commit all his atrocities. What he is, “Carl”, is incapable of changing or redemption even if he deserved it, because that’s just the way Carl is.

WATER AND RAIN

We see rain many times in the epilogue, with water being a prominent symbol. Water is a symbol for life, purity, and change. The waves of the ocean Carl drowned himself in are present at the beginning and end; the oceans were once a primordial soup that birthed every living being on the Earth, and at the end, when water is gushing down in torrents and envelopes Carl, they serve as both a cleansing force and the amniotic fluid that serves the birth of a new Carl.

In short, the encroaching rain is a reminder that time is running out for Carl—in other words, that he cannot run from confronting what he’s done forever, and that the reality of his death is ever present. It’s a reference to the waters that are drowning Carl, as are the torrents that flood the in-between corridor at the end. Once a gentle drizzle, they are now fierce and raging. As a cleansing force, it’s washing the corridor’s bloodstained walls and making them a blank white, metaphorically wiping his slate clean. Like the acorn said, death is the only solution for him.

We’re almost done… here’s the final stretch!

The face-mountain, while a hilarious Kickstarter option, is a neat reference back to Episode’s 4 balloon faces that Carl made for Paul’s birthday. Carl and the face mountain proceed to dance the butcher dance, or hasapiko, a Greek folk dance. I mean, we can’t have things getting too dark in here, right?

Then he sees Paul’s skeleton, ringed by a halo, and remembers that he is dead.

In Christianity, halos often accompany saints, and honestly, Paul had the patience of a saint to put up with Carl for so long. His death was what motivated Carl to accept the consequences of his actions; he pretty much died for Carl’s sins.

It’s only then that Carl can no longer hide behind his jokes and realizes that there is no going back (notice how after this, he starts speaking completely seriously). In his quest to capture love and acceptance, he has destroyed the very chance to find what he was looking for.

“Paul! I hope you’re having a better time than I am... I really mean that! I think I’m lost, Paul. I don’t think things are gonna work out for me. But you’ve still got a chance! … As long as you stay away from me… Or I stay away from you.”

It’s only when Carl breaks out of his willful ignorance that he does the first unselfish thing that he’s ever done in his life, for the sake of Paul, the only one he ever truly cared about: he gives up on being loved, makes the choice to give up all his agency, and experiences ego death.

As Carl sheds his former identity, his hat falls away, and he transforms into an oak tree, alone in the sands. A beautifully haunting lullaby serenades us in the background.

The oak tree’s white moonlight is there, with him, too far away to touch—and yet because of the last choice he made, the tree is still able to bathe in its rays for the rest of eternity.

tl;dr again: LwH is a huge tragicomedy, and Carl is a profoundly complex human monster who ultimately proves able to transcend his cookie-cutter cartoon villain character because of his painfully human desire for love.

#llamas with hats #toxic yaoi llamas #filmcow #jason steele #deep dives #media analysis #i always thought of you as made of moonlight because of that first night

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phanfictioncatalogue · 5 months ago

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Witchcraft Masterlist

A feather in the Wind (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Phil is an overprotective parent and Dan's just trying to do what's best for their kids. When their daughter has a bad day on their first day of school Phil decided to step in with a little good luck charm. It doesn't go as well as he'd hoped.

Blessed with a Curse (ao3) - Mi_Munson

Summary: A prince accidentally wrongs a wizard and is cursed so that no woman shall ever love him. Fortunately, the prince is gay and now that the wizard is a little calmer he notices that the prince is super cute.

Sparks fly, and not because of a magic spell.

Déjà Vu (ao3) - xawesometrio

Summary: Daniel Howell was born with the curse of immortality and the only way to break that curse is to meet his soulmate twice and fall in love twice. He has already met Philip once and now he must wait for the chance to find him again.

A/N: Yes, I did put character death as a warning in the description, but that is just for Philip dying the first time (he comes back, hence reincarnation). This story will have a happy ending, I promise! I wanted to include that as a warning just in case though!

do what thou wilt (ao3) - sunflowerwitches (orphan_account)

Summary: dan has always known that he isn't a normal human, he grew up wiccan in the middle of seventeenth-century england. he definitely knew he wasn't normal when he has to flee his family home due to the witch trials taking place. he flees to pendle hill in lancashire which isn't completely different to his life back home

Exile (ao3) - kae_karo

Summary: Exile’s a fucking bitch. Dan finds himself kicked out of town and searching for literally anywhere out of the rain - somehow, he must have just enough luck, as he stumbles upon a seemingly abandoned house in the middle of the forest. Except it isn’t abandoned, and the resident isn’t exactly…normal…

Magic Shop (ao3) - your_starless_eyes

Summary: It made sense that Dan would need time to recover from the tour, just the same as Phil. It was logical reasoning.

How was he supposed to know? How was Phil supposed to know that it was, in fact, a bigger issue than he could imagine?

move your body when the sunlight dies (ao3) - phegetarian

Summary: dan is cursed, phil is a witch.

and i can't do summaries.

No Nicer Witch Than You (ao3) - inevera13

Summary: A black cat with hazel eyes has decided to plague Phil, a witch living peacefully in the middle of the forest. Phil decidedly hates the cat! ...until it goes missing.

Rose Quartz (ao3) - Perrikara

Summary: Dan and Phil practice witchcraft in their spare time - but Phil seems to be having a hard time with one particular spell. No matter how hard he tries, it just won't find him a way to improve his charms. Dan, accustomed to his complaining, helps him see that he might be misreading the signs.

The Knight of Wands (ao3) - husbants

Summary: Phil Lester is a witch that has a black corgi instead of a cat. He’s also socially awkward and hasn’t lived away from his parents in, well... ever. That is, until now. When he moves into a cottage on the outskirts of London and his next door neighbor is a pretty man that hums to himself as he waters his plants and has a halo of chocolate curls on his head, Phil turns to the one thing he knows can’t fail him: magic. It won’t fail him now, right?

The Most Beautiful Forbidden Fruit - botanistlester

Summary: In a world where witches and humans live side-by-side, a war breaks out after the two species procreate, producing bloodthirsty children. As a result, the government puts laws into place: Witches and humans must never fall in love or bear children. It’s a rule that Dan Howell and his family have lived hand-in-hand with, even going so far as to make sure that Dan never has prolonged contact with the other species. When Dan goes to his favourite magic shop one day, he meets the new employee, Phil Lester. A human who he can’t seem to get rid of.

The Storyteller's Puppeteer (ao3) - Nekia

Summary: Phil is a storyteller known for his whimsical stories, charming characters and plenty of action. Unbeknownst to him, a kind of magic has brought his stories to life. Enter Dan, a puppeteer mastered in the art of black magic. Dan had always worked in the shadows, a feared member of the village. However, now Dan and Phil must work together to bring a finish to Phil's beloved stories.

#phanfictioncatalogue #phan #phanfic #phanfiction #masterlists #witch #witchcraft #witchcraft masterlist #halloween

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agentmmayy · 2 years ago

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may music rotation

this month might not have been a super great month for music but from what i found it was a FANTASTIC month for lyrics and summer-esque songs!!!!!!!

back home - mila ziska: this song is so melancholic and sweet and it embodies the spirit of summer so cleanly. ‘harvest all the seeds i’ve sown pick the fruit once you come back home’ ‘i have this force within me it pulls me like the ocean tide’ and ‘oh growing up is a strange thing it’s like it happens over night’ i’ve been here for centuries. i’ve been here for days. i am every age i have ever been but i still know nothing. i am old and i am young and i am trying to come home. i want to go home. all stories are about coming home!!!!!!!

also this song is formally VERY similar to ‘the best day’ by taylor swift so that of course made it hit even harder

quarter life crisis - isabel dumma: talk about bop!!!! the chorus is amazing and so so so accurate and then the bridge??? ‘floatin’ ain’t the same as swimmin’ i know i ain’t drowning but breathin’ isn’t livin’

vagabond - overcoats: THIS song. this song has been the one i’ve played most this month because one it’s an absolute banger and second of all it read me for filth and the lyrics are so beautifully crafted and honest and pure and delivered impeccably. it’s a sweet, slow melody and coupled with the lyrics it reached into the depths of my soul and pulled out everything i can’t say and put it into this song like

‘i’m just learning how to make peace with feeling small’ ‘but i might drive off if it gets too hard’ ‘there’s always a sunset that i wanna run into’ ‘i’m searching but i’m not lost’ and my all time favorite lyric that put me on the floor when i heard it the first time- ‘i’m a growing tree a few missing leaves i can’t shelter you don’t sit under me’ HELLO?????

anyway, i am a HUGE fan of the overcoats and i am so proud of them for their success and for their new album!!!!! which is where this song is from but have i been able to listen to it yet? no i keep playing this song on repeat

fireworks - JOSEPH: now for ANOTHER song that read me for filth. lately i’ve been feeling this exact way since all my friends and people around me have reached certain milestones in life- such as getting married, settling down, etc- that i haven’t and i’m left even more alone and bereft. but THIS SONG said that’s okay!!!!!!!! this song understood!!!!!! it said i’m not alone feeling this way!!!!

every lyric absolutely sent me through the roof but these especially: ‘all these long songs might be no good for me’ ‘how long will i wait to be happy all my friends ask me’ ‘what if i’m wrong wrong to think there’s more to this story’ ‘an act of faith even though it hurts to shut that door am i holding out forever?’ ‘am i headstrong or foolish every night waiting for lighting to strike whole you’ve got blue skies?’ and my favorite- ‘i wish i could just flip a switch and accept your kind of muted bliss’ WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! once again HOW did they put it into words!!!!!! this song has such a special place in my heart. i can’t tell you how many times i’ve not only listened to it but also screamed along and cried to it

also, JOSEPH always creates the most compelling and just fun to listen to songs and this is no exception!!!!!!!!! the harmonies are delicious and the music dropping at certain points is incredible and the beat has me dancing around the room. filed right under beach music!

waves crash - JOSEPH: ok yes another song that turned me inside out and shook loose every embarrassment and fear and secret that i kept hidden and turned it into a song that said it’s okay!!!!!!! i understand!!!!! you are still worthy!!!!!

again, every lyric is a masterpiece. ‘i’m a tall tall tree reaching up in the breeze’ *crying* i AM a tree!!!!!!! ‘i’m a limb of goodness in motion’ you’re getting emotional over nature comparisons? THE TREE AND OCEAN METAPHORS GOT TO ME OKAY. speaking of oceans in this, the chorus is insane. ‘waves crash clouds break yet here i am ashamed of all the cracks trying to glue the right mask in place’ shut up!!!!!!!!!! it’s a ballad. it’s everything. the vocalizations made me cry. they are cries. it sent me to my knees

wild uncharted waters - jonah hauer-king: i saw the little mermaid in theaters recently and boy was i NOT prepared for eric to sing but honestly????? best song in the movie and on the album. idk if it was the euphoria of hearing it for the first time or the sheer surprise but this song is a banger.

‘all i ever wanted was the open sky and sea’ SO REAL. ‘now i am on the shoreline but i am still lost at sea’ ‘in my mind your melody goes on stronger than the undertow’ ‘when your eyes outshine the horizon line’ ‘now i’m right here on the shoreline i’m right where you left me’ how am i supposed to live laugh love in this situation!!!!!!!!!! do i even need to say it!!!!!!!

look back - dora jar: so delicate!!!!!!!! had my attention right from the jump. the imagery is spun with each lyric and metaphor (more ocean metaphors!!!!!) and the overall tone of grief and determination and love. ‘but i think i saw your memory washed up on the sand i let it stick to my skin traced it with my hand’ wtf. it has such strong apocalyptic vibes. not necessarily apocalyptic in the strict sense that the entire world has been destroyed and is suffering but apocalyptic in the sense that one person’s world has been destroyed whether by their own volition or not

bonus songs:

tunnel vision - imani graham: poignant!!!! ‘am i to blame for your bad habits oh i wish i said something but ignored all my needs’ ‘I stumbled through the chaos but found what I believe in tripping on the eggshells that you placed underneath me’ WHEW!

also formally reminds me of both ‘want want’ and ‘anywhere with you’ by maggie rogers

red wine supernova - chappell roan: this song is weird and i love it. i also love everything chappell roan produces, of course, but i really love how clever she is with lyrics and ‘you said you like magic well i got a wand and a rabbit’ BLEW MY MF MIND also her vocals are insane

all the stars - mree: the album and and the title got to me okay? i love how groovy and gentle this is

#putting two joseph songs on here bc they're BOTH bangers and i love them so much #high key recommend listening to the entire new album bc it slaps #me putting this together: im drawing parallels im making the comparisons #monthly music rotation #monthly music roundup #bestie you're gonna flip over vagabond and waves crash #and fireworks bc we were literally JUST talking about that exact thing

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morexlapis · 1 year ago

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9 people you want to get to know better (but aesthetic because that’s me <3)

→ tagged by.. Mike! (@dudefrommywesterns), thanks for the tag!! <3 ^_^

→ last songs you listened to?.. HISS by Megan Thee Stallion & Hit Em Up by 2Pac

→ favorite colour?.. pink! :] but I also really love blue.. tbh I feel like the trans flag personified. ^_^ but I am mostly pink.

→ last movie / show?.. Disventure Camp! :>

→ sweet, spicy, or savoury?.. SPICY !! With savoury in second then sweet last. I don’t really like sweets that much if it isn’t like a fruit sweet.

→ relationship status?.. single! ^_^ but I’m super excited to be into the dating scene at a much wiser age <3

→ what was your last internet search?.. essentially which part of xoxo meant kisses and hugs! (x = kisses, o = hugs for those who don’t know)

→ your current obsession?.. designing & video games! ^_^

→ last book you read?.. Gathering Blue by Lois Lowry in full, I paused Chinese Fairytales and Folklore because I have been avoiding reading it.

@ tagging!.. anyone who wants to do this, yes this includes you too!! 🫵 idc if you feel like it’d be annoying, DO IT, YOLO!! 🫶

#arwa’s tea party! ☕️#mike! 🐎

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imheretoruineverything · 1 year ago

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Shanks/Makino

all of missmungoe’s stuff but ESPECIALLY Mnemosyne (shanks/makino where makino is pregnant, taken by slavers, loses her memories, and becomes a kuja warrior as shanks searches for her for 10 years; amazing characterization, LONG, only one more chapter left until it’s complete, super interconnected (all of the characters are connected in some way), includes ASL, connects Ace to Amazon lily in a super interesting way that I won’t go into, HAPPY ENDING) ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Also Heart and Anchor by missmungoe which is an alternate timeline from Mnemosyne (makino isn’t taken and raises her and shanks’ baby alongside asl; I recommend this one after reading Mnemosyne cuz it’s funner to read in that order and because it’s not complete, unlike Mnemosyne)

Law-centric

All of HyperbolicReverie’s fics

Losing Time (You Can’t Go Home Again) by HyperbolicReverie (current law and child law switch places; amazing interactions between adult law and his clueless family as he tries to figure out how to get back to the present time while also connecting with his family in a way he was never able to + amazing interactions between child law and the heart pirates/strawhats as they try to figure out what happened on their end and get to see a side of law they’ve never seen before; almost complete; long enough to binge read; makes me wanna CRY; alternating perspectives between present and past) ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

We Set Our Wishes Upon Her Waters by HyperbolicReverie (series) (each of the blues are basically goddesses who are attached to the characters who originate from each respective blue; several fics focused on law and corazon, though there are a couple that I haven’t read that are focused on eustass kid, killer, and others; fitting if you love when fics turn fantasy into MORE fantasy; The Man Born of No Sea is my fav in the series; the series isn’t complete but each fic is only one chapter)

Numismatics by HyperbolicReverie (law visits an island and has a good ol chat with an old nearly-blind shopkeeper; idk what a character study is but I feel like this is a law character study; it’s outsider POV AND an identity reveal fic which I ADORE; it plays into law’s nerdy coin collecting past time) ❤️❤️❤️

The Polar Tang Clinic by eatP1 (BNHA/One Piece crossover where law is transported to the bnha world after dressrosa and starts an underground clinic; super interesting crossover that isn’t just “character goes to UA”; law befriends Dabi and Dabi becomes the Ultimate Surgical Assistant; law doesn’t take money if the ppl he treats don’t have money, they just pay him back however they can; the author makes an effort to go into actual surgical procedures and utilizes his devil fruit to do so; long enough to binge in a sitting but it hasn’t been updated in a couple years, but I think the author is planning on completing it eventually) ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Corazon-centric

astra inclinant by Petracore (character study on corazon, doflamingo, and their relationship and border-obsession with each other; NOT doflamingo/corazon but DOES include obsession; not canon compliant; complete and long enough to binge over a couple of days)❤️❤️❤️

ASL Trio

walk the wire by anonymous (sabo carries a black bag operation at marineford, which is funny because if I remember correctly, he doesn’t remember ace AS he’s actively AT marineford collecting information; Ace Lives obviously; sweet garp and sabo interaction)

don’t bury me with gold by anonymous (celestial dragon sabo, slave luffy, ace is raised by rayleigh; AMAZING fic it’s INCREDIBLE; sabo-centric; takes place over the course of several years from when Sabo is like 7 to when he’s like mid to late teens; super cool interactions between Sabo and revolutionary army; I highly recommend this fic and the following fics in the series, I wish I could read them for the first time again; unluckily, the author is anonymous and they don’t include any social media so there’s no way to know if they’ve written any other fics) ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Ace/Marco

and all I loved, I loved alone by authenticcaussie (Marco is a demon hunter who calls for help from the whitebeards (also demon hunters) because he’s convinced ace is an incubus; super funny and teasing towards Marco and aces relationship)

A Breach of Intention by Depths (mer/cannibal ace au; mer eat people and some pirate crews like the whitebeards are considered mer-friendly and will throw dead bodies overboard for mer in the area; I love the interactions and this au has a ton of potential; not complete yet but the author plans on getting back to it at some point) ❤️❤️❤️

My favorites: ❤️❤️❤️

Hello friends, please help me find new things to read by commenting your favorite One Piece fic(s) and why you love/recommend them 💙

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loaksbitch · 2 years ago

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imagine you’re too scared to tell neteyam you’re pregnant cause he’s not ready for a family but you’re so wrong yes? this is a little present until i’m done writing the finale of ‘i trusted you’ series — 1.2k wc

warnings - mention of vulgar language, none other than that! likes + reblogs are super appreciated and not pressured thank you sm <3

“my baby in you?” — neteyam sully (✿)

you’re scared.

you’re so scared and mo’at’s voice dining in your head isn’t helping but making it worse. you knew this would happen, it would eventually come but not in a million life time you thought it would be now.

“you should tell him, my child.” mo’at had said to you. “he must know you’re carrying a fruit of love inside you.”

how can you randomly go and tell him, your mate, neteyam that you’re pregnant with his child? he clearly has told you he doesn’t want a family, at least not right now.

you both agreed to focus on yourself and each other and family would come later but here you are crying because of the child you’re carrying, scared neteyam won’t accept him or…her.

you haven’t noticed how you’re protectively covering your stomach until you had to bring your hands up to wipe your tears

hours have passed since you haven’t stopped crying or went to sleep unintentionally.

“princess, wake up.” a familiar voice echoes in your head and you open your amber eyes hardly since it was swollen and pretty puffed up.

once you recognize who the man in front of you is, you jump and scoot away from him. “shit, did i scare you?” he brings his hand close to you, “it’s me baby, neteyam i’m neteyam, your man.” the way he claims he’s yours makes your stomach even churn

what if he doesn’t want to be your man after this?

“that’s right, come here” he calls for you, taking your dainty hands to him and pulling you close for a hug. “you were crying while sleeping.” you’re both now hugging while neteyam is kneeling in front of you and you’re sat on the thick mat

“something bothering you?”

he feels you shake your head and licks his lips before pushing you back a little to scan your face.

“don’t lie to me, pretty girl” you feel him cup your cheeks and trace your blue stripes as he gives you a melting smile.

did this really need to happen, eywa? why was she making you suffer like this when neteyam was clearly strict over having a baby right now?

“princess,” you’re pulled from your thoughts when your mate calls for you. “talk to me, what is it?”

“it’s nothing.” you blurt out and push neteyam’s hand away from you before getting on your feet. neteyam watches you with a furrowed brows when you walk away from him

this time, he calls you by your name and no pet names to make you freeze at your spot. “what’s wrong with you?” he didn’t fail to notice how your moods kept changing this days

how you’re very argumentative or a crybaby with no reason.

“i said,” you take a deep breath “noth–“ neteyam had enough. “cut the crap and tell me, what’s wrong? you know i won’t leave you alone without knowing what’s bothering my wife.”

his wife, neteyam was also on his feet now, towering your small body. he knows how stubborn you can be and he’ll make sure to fight until the end to know what’s up with you

“i’m worried, okay? fuck i’m so worried i can’t even focus on my training”

right, his so-called training.

you bite your lips and look away, why is it hard just to tell him you’re carrying his baby huh? why does this argument need to happen?

“hey,” neteyam was close to you again, taking your face to his large palms. “please tell me baby, mhm?” he presses a soft kiss on your lips but you don’t kiss back nor smile

“what’re hurting you? let me hurt with you, yeah?”

you can’t even describe how much you love this man and just losing him scares you so much. but you’ve to tell him, sooner or later you have to let him know you’re gonna give birth to the fruit of love you both made after months

“nete’” at your call, your mate desperately hums and searches for your eyes that’s becoming very teary. “i’m sorry” you can feel how his face twists in confusion but he’s silent so you can talk farther

you’re finally opening up and he wasn't dating to interrupt you.

but then again you’re awfully silent, only tears trickling down your beautiful face. “why’re you sorry?” his heart is now picking up its race and neteyam swallow down his worry

“i know you never wanted it to be this soon, i know you’re not ready and i’m sorry i’m ruining everything.”

the way your voice quivers makes his plan sweat and chest tighten, he hates seeing you in pain. “baby, please tell me what it is, what am i not ready for?” you’re silent again but neteyam was patient with you

he can see how you’re debating with yourself if you should say what you’re going to say or no

his breath bitch when you look at him, your pretty and big amber eyes wet from tears, neteyam only wipes them off your cheeks.

“i’m…” you stop and take a deep breath, “i’m pregnant, neteyam.”

right there, you don’t miss how his fingers stop wiping your tears, how his eyes are slightly widened and his body completely going stiff.

you begin to panic and bring your hands to him which is holding your face warmly, “i-i know you’re not ready and i’m sorry i ke— i keep ruining things for you.” you’re fast to apologize but neteyam wasn’t budging that you’re thinking he’s having a stroke

“i’ll take care of it myself,” you say wanting to bring back neteyam to himself but no answer, “i’m so sorry, we should’ve neve—“

things were fast when neteyam suddenly clashed himself to you, teeth clashing to each other when he’s kissing you, your wet eyes are widen and neteyam is desperately tugging on your lower lips with his teeth

did he not get what you said? you literally told him what he doesn’t want to hear and he’s kissing you.

one hand on your cheek and the other slides down to your lower back and pulls you close to him, you close your eyes and kiss back.

warm touches and tongue licks your lower lip, neteyam whines to your lips. he breaks the contact and a string of saliva latches to both of you.

“you’re having little us.” he was pressing his forehead against yours. you’re somehow confused and open your mouth to speak. “you’re not mad?” you softly whisper and neteyam looks at you like you’re stupid.

“mad? baby, i’m the happiest na’vi alive.”

something in you finds relief and you start to smile.

you giggle when you’re swept away from your feet and neteyam twirls you while laughing happily. “neteyam!” you say in between your laugh but neteyam was too happy to even listen

once you’re back on your feet, neteyam searches for your eyes, “you have my baby in you?” his eyes were teary when you shyly nodded.

“don’t ever apologize for this, it’s not only you who’s in this but me too.” he tucks your braids behind your ears, “princess, you’ve no idea how scared i was to tell you i want a family with you sooner.”

neteyam takes a deep breath, “i regret telling you i’m not ready because i was from the start, i just didn’t want you to feel pressured.” he says and your lips curve for a smile.

“i’m so fucking ready you’ve no idea.” he places a feather light kiss on your forehead.

“i love you baby,” he pulls you for a hug and loves how you fit on his chest. “i love you too.” you hug him back, silently thanking eywa and apologizing at the same time.

i need a man like neteyam and it’s not even a joke, i hope you liked this one! thank you for reading — likes and reblogs are appreciated <3 i love each and everyone of you sm! mwah**

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lovelybarnes · 3 years ago

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henleys and hair ties- b. barnes

pairings: bucky barnes x reader, one mention of sam wilson warnings: very fluffy you have no idea about: domestic fluff with bucky barnes or: prompt y/n buying bucky something unrequested because it made y/n think of him. a/n: stop i actually really like this, i had bad writers block so i just went to a prompt generator and wrote this

the bags in your hand gently knock against the door of your apartment, the other reusable bags gathered at your feet to let your other hand search for the keys inside your bag. you frown when you can’t find them, turning a bit to dig further inside and leaning your weight against the door. the knob suddenly turns, and you nearly fall when your boyfriend opens the door, but instead, your favorite super-soldier lets you sink into his chest rather than stand there to watch you pummel to the floor.

“doll?” he asks in confusion, looking down at you.

“um, hi, honey,” you greet awkwardly, sprawling your fingers on his chest to push yourself, standing up again to peck bucky’s lips.

“couldn’t find your keys again?” he teases, gently taking the bags from you, although you argue for a second.

“yes,” you grumble, watching as he bends down to collect the bags on the ground. the memory of you struggling to carry all the bags to the car briefly passing through your mind while you observe him effortlessly bringing them to the kitchen. “see, groceries would be a lot easier if i could carry all the bags like they were just a couple of tissues,” you complain, closing the door behind him. “‘told you to wait for me to go,” he reminds, setting everything down on the table and beginning to unpack. “you left the keys on the counter, by the way.”

you look at the counter to find he’s right, exhaling a short breath of annoyance when you realize it’s the third time you’ve forgotten. “another reason to take me with you,” he shrugs, and you breathe out a laugh, “why are you so insistent on going grocery shopping with me? you need to rest after missions like you insist i do. besides, it’s not as fun as you seem to think it is.”

you stand next to him, folding all the bags that are empty. “everything’s fun with you,” he winks, and you bump his hip with yours, a smile on your lips. “so cheesy, mister barnes,” you say, turning to look at him.

“only for you, doll,” he chuckles, handing you another bag. “so how was the store?”

you shrug, “boring. how was the mission?” he hums, putting away the fridge items while you stare at him from the pantry.

“easy. you cleaned up the base for us.”

you smirk, “‘s what i do.” he meets you at the kitchen table, pressing a proud kiss to your cheek. you turn to kiss him properly, twirling one of the loose strands from his bun with your finger. your nail drags on his jaw when you pull away, collecting the heat from his blushing skin. cute. “wanna watch a movie later?” you cock your head at him, grinning when he kisses your nose.

“sam picks today.”

your eyebrows furrow, “sam? is he coming over?” you look at the table, satisfied to find it clean and void of grocery bags.

bucky shakes his head, “no, he just keeps annoying me about this movie i’ve never heard of.”

“ah,” you nod slowly, already knowing what movie he’s talking about, “you really wanna watch mean girls?”

bucky’s shoulders raise cluelessly, “i don’t even know what it’s about.”

you chuckle, guiding your fingers to thread through his vibranium ones, heading to the couch as he trails along when you spot one more bag. “oh! one more thing,” you squeeze his fingers, reaching into the bag to pull out what you bought. “i saw this and remembered how you keep borrowing these because you hate your hair falling into your eyes, and while i really don’t mind, wan and nat kind of do, so i bought you some,” you smile, handing bucky the package of colorful hair ties you picked out for him. “also, you have like, two henleys left since i keep stealing them, so i got you some more.” you motion to the bag, which contains a few henleys in neutral colors. “but, i will probably steal those, too, after you wear them and they smell like you,” you beam, “just to warn you.”

bucky still hasn’t said anything, staring at the hair ties you gave him- bought for him. specifically for him. just because you saw them and thought of him and remembered something about him. his eyes flicker to the bag, and he remembers the way his henleys hung off of your shoulders, the crinkle of your eyes as you tell him they smell like him.

“oh, i almost forgot,” you tap your free palm against your forehead, turning to the kitchen, oblivious to the inner turmoil going on inside bucky’s mind, “i got fresh plums for you since i know you really like them. they’re in the fruit container thing steve got for us-- which, by the way, i am one-hundred percent sure is not a fruit container--” bucky suddenly cuts you off, pulling you to his chest and nuzzling his nose into your hair.

“thank you,” he murmurs, recognizing the warm comforts of your arms as they wrap around his back.

“oh- yeah. it was no problem,” you laugh softly, before settling your cheek on his chest, rubbing your nose on the shirt that smells like a mix of you and him.

your knowledge about the plums-- something he hadn’t even told you, you’d just cared enough to notice- is what makes him shut his eyes as he drinks everything in, the hair ties in his favorite color settled in his hand, the henleys that he can’t wait for you to take again, the little notebook you got him a couple of months before because you had observed he had filled his last one up-- it wraps around him akin to your softness, assuring him that you actually love him, that you pay attention to him and think about him even when he isn’t there.

the tears that gather in his eyes make him pull you closer and kiss your forehead, and although it shouldn’t be, it’s a surprising realization that he’s happy. and maybe he deserves it, too.

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gamerbearmira · 2 years ago

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Really old Housebroken stuff 😨

OK this is for the like one person that wanted to see it <\\33 This is. Very old. Like literally the very first thing I wrote, the Beta version. I.

I hate it 💀

I'm taking a break from writing for a couple stories and. This is the only content I currently have that wouldn’t spoil anything.

The idea??? Originally, was that the kids left, and then around a year later they would've been cursed, because by that point Alma would’ve given up on looking for them (and had given up looking for Bruno, as he left shortly after the search parties stop).

This was also when the triplets would've been affected after the kids had came back, but left again because Alma scared them away, for various reasons, though the main one was that she tried to immediately get then to help in town again. This ALSO resulted in Casita's destruction.

Anyways don't look too hard y'all this writing is from like March or April (丿°ˇ°")) Also it randomly cuts off and jumps to amother part because. I had bullets in between but I don't think they're really that important.

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Isabela held Mirabel in her hold, cradling her. Mirabel cried into her hermanas dress, clenching the fabric with her small chubby hands, glasses crooked. Dolores rubbed her back before looking up at Isabela. Neither of the girls had seen her at all that week; Abuela had really piled on their chores and it seemed like Mirabel was never around.

“Mirabel? What’s the matter? What happened?” Isabela asked, petting Mirabel’s soft curls.

“A-Abuela was being mean again! She told me to stay away and that I was useless!” Mirabel looked up at Isabela. “I just wanted to help! I-I only wanted to help you garden!” Mirabel buried her face into Isabela’s dress again. Isabela’s own eyes teared up. Before her 5th birthday, Mirabel loved to help her garden, even if she didn’t have to help.

Dolores spoke up this time. “How come you didn’t tell Tia Julieta or Tio Agustin? Or my mama and papa?”

Mirabel slows her sobs down to sniffles, and turns her head towards Dolores. “I tried—but they wouldn’t help. I don’t think they love me anymore.” Isabela and Dolores froze at that.

No 5 year old should think those thoughts.

-Isabela and Dolores sat on the bed, facing the 3 younger sitting in front of them. Mirabel and Camilo were tightly holding hands, refusing to let go while Luisa held both in a bear hug.

“So Dolores and I have been thinking really hard on this. And we want you to know that you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Isabela started. The other 3 nodded in understanding, and patiently waited for whatever it was they were called for.

Dolores took in a deep breath and looked at the 3 children in front of her. “Do you want to run away with us?” she said simply. At first the 3 children didn’t respond. But once the words registered, Luisa was the first to speak up.

“Runaway? Like…leave Casita?” she said a little cautiously.

“Well��yes. It’s just that Abuela has been the worst, and it’s affecting you guys. It doesn’t look like it’s ever gonna change, and we think that if we run away, we’ll be happy again.” Isabela looked into her hands, where a small daffodil sprouted. “We only want you to be happy, and staying here isn’t gonna make that happen.”

Dolores patted Isabela’s back before turning back to them. “It’s just that a lot has made us all sad. Isabela can’t have fun with her plants anymore. Abuela keeps asking me to listen in on things I don’t like. Luisa is always super tired and stressed. Camilo can’t play with any of us and Mirabel is being treated really badly. But if we left, we could be a family again and be happy!”

“A family? We can play again and be a family?” Luisa said, a hopeful look in her eyes.

“Yes! Me and Dolores have actually planned it out. I created a treehouse of vines and wood deep in the forest that we can live in, and I can also make fruits and Dolores can fish! We can bring extra clothes and blankets with us and make our own little Casita!” Isabela explained.

The younger three looked at each other then back to the older girls. It did sound like a good idea…maybe they could be happy again!

Dolores held the envelope tightly, before kissing it one last time. She set it at the head of the dining room table where Alma sat. With that, she left the room, back to where the other 4 were waiting.

Isabela did a head count and all of them were there. Everyone had their things, and they had their supplies. She triple checked to make sure everyone had their clothes. Each of them had a small bag full of clothes, and each bag had a thick blanket on top.

Isabela had another bag, full of food that would last them weeks and water jugs that would last them at least a year, until they could find a clean source of water in the woods. Dolores had an extra bag full of several sheets and some small pillows. She insisted on bringing more so they could sleep comfortably. Luisa was carrying 2 large jugs of water, in addition to the water Isabela would bring. Camilo was carrying his and Luisa’s bag of clothes, while Mirabel carried an extra blanket under her arm.

Isabela and Dolores adjusted the children’s clothes, snuggling them tightly so the cold autumn air wouldn’t cause them to shiver. Taking in a deep breath, she ushered them out of the front door, where a donkey was attached to a large cart. Both of the older girls were quick to pack their things into the carriage. Once everything was settled, they all turned back to Casita, who frankly, looked sadder than usual.

“We’ll miss you Casita,” Mirabel said, pulling her scarf up. Each of the children patted the door frame before loading themselves onto the carrt. Luisa, Camilo and Mirabel sat on the back of the cart, while Dolores sat at the front. Isabela closed Casita’s front door gently, hugging the house's pillar one more time.

“I’m sorry…but this is for the best. You understand, right?” Isabela asked quietly, looking up at the window shutters. They flapped sadly in understanding, causing the girl to sigh. She teared up, sniffling as she pulled away. “Adiós Casita.” Isabela whispered, briskly walking back to the cart. She moved to sit next to Dolores, taking the reins of the donkey. With one last wave, they were off to their new home in the forest.

That night, two 13 year olds, a 10 year old and two 5 year olds left the Madrigal house.

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EWWWWWWW

There's more but I won't subject you to that. I might rewrite this solely because I hate how its formatted.

OK BYEEEE

#encanto #encanto au #au #encanto mirabel #encanto isabela #encanto dolores #encanto Luisa #encanto Camilo #encanto alma #I guess #since she's mentioned

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deus-ex-mona · 2 years ago

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Sister⇔Change!: Chapter 1

is it just the live 2d model or does sena wear a watch and necklace to bed?

next chapter (chapter 2)

Although mona pushes herself to her limits in her idol activities, things often fail to go her way. As a result of that, she slowly yet steadily learns and grows from the experiences, amidst some wavering and hesitation.

On one hand, she was very proud of how successful the work of her older sister, Sena, had been. On the other hand, she was also rather envious of her…

On the night before a live, having finished her preparations for it, mona went on to social media and—.

On the day before a live—

Mona: I’ve checked the setlist and the stage directions for tomorrow! It’s perfect!

Mona: (I’ve done my very best in my hard lessons! I’ve just got to show my fans the fruits of my labour!)

Mona: Man~, I’m so excited for the live. I can’t wait to sing onstage…!

Mona: (Oh right, I wonder if the people who are gonna come to my live are also making preparations of their own or something?)

Mona: I’ll pump myself up by reading their messages of encouragement!

Mona: (I’ll type “mona live” into the search bar, and…)

Mona: Eh…? This is…

Mona: (“mona’s live sure seems boring, no?”. “mona isn’t cute in the slightest”...)

Mona: (They’re comments from my haters…)

Mona: …

Mona: (Nope, no way. I’m not gonna care about them at all! I’ll just channel every last bit of it into my own power…)

Mona: (But, every time I see a hurtful comment, there’s an ache in my heart and my fingers turn cold…)

Mona: (Sigh… Just why did I decide to do some egosurfing anyway…?)

Mona: …Huh? Big Sis’s name is there in the trending searches…

Mona: (Ah, that’s a new pic of her! Is that a promo photo for her upcoming drama?)

Mona: Big Sis really is so cute…

Mona: (Her outfit and makeup are cute and all, but that’s not all there is to it. Big Sis herself is dazzling as well…)

Mona: Plus, there are tons of comments! Are they all from her fans?

Mona: (“Do your best, Sena.”, “I’m so excited for the drama!”, “You’re as super cute as always.”, “I’ll definitely watch the drama.”... huh.)

Mona: (They are all supportive messages from her fans… I’m nothing like her, even though we’re sisters…)

Mona: Ugh… Now I’m getting even more depressed…

Mona: (But now’s not the time to stay up late for something like this. I’ve got to go to sleep early in preparation for tomorrow.)

Mona: (As her little sister, I know how amazing Big Sis is better than anyone else ever could.)

Mona: Goodniiight…

The next morning—

Mona?: (Hmm… I woke up a little earlier than expected, huh.)

Mona?: (I think I’ll do some light solo practice to prepare for today’s live.)

Mona?: (Wait…)

Mona?: H-huh…?!

Mona?: (This is Big Sis’s room, isn’t it?! What am I doing here…?)

Mona?: (Did I sleepwalk into her room last night?)

Mona?: …Eh? What is Big Sis doing there in the mirror…?

Mona?: (Why does Big Sis from the mirror move her arm too when I move mine…?)

Mona?: Hmph, oomph, yay…

Mona?: (She’s moving along with me… Don’t tell me… she’s me?!)

Mona (in Sena’s body): How come?! Is this a dream?! Yeah, it’s a dream, it’s definitely a dream!

Mona (in Sena’s body): (Maybe this is all just in my head! Yeah, I’ll just slap my cheeks and I’ll be back to normal—)

—Smack!

Mona (in Sena’s body): It didn’t work~! All it did was make my cheeks hurt!

Mona (in Sena’s body): (I have a live as mona today… What do I do?!)

Mona (in Sena’s body): But more importantly, if I’ve become Big Sis, where did the real Big Sis go?!

Sena (in Mona’s body): Eh…?! That’s me right over there?!

Mona (in Sena’s body): !

Mona (in Sena’s body): (The one right in front of me is… myself, right?)

Sena (in Mona’s body): W-what’s the meaning of this…?

Mona (in Sena’s body): What’s going on~?!

#ima sena ni naru #<-it's 12:30 in the am and it was either this or 'sena ni natte! motto!' for the tl tag so... yeah. no braincells just bodyswaps #just honeypre things #i can't really think of better ways to phrase some of the post-bodyswap lines so... lmk if you think i should change something okie~?#anyways happy mona monday! may the monas be with you!!!!

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astaroth1357 · 4 years ago

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Demigod MC Series: Demeter

Have I been using this series to vicariously punish Belphie for the events of Season 1? I cannot confirm nor deny that statement.

Demigod MC Series: Intro, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hades, Dionysus, Demeter

Lucifer

Didn't think too much of the "human" when they popped out of the portal. Sure they had a straw hat and a huge basket full of produce but it wasn’t like they were… Wait… No… Were they…?

Oh no. Oh nonononono, this is not good…!!

Demeter is notoriously doting and protective of her children (see her freakout and breakdown after Hades abducted of Persephone as proof) and they've pretty much done the EXACT. SAME. THING. here!!

It was a mad scramble by him and Diavolo to contact and appease their godly Mother Bear before she came roaring down to Devildom herself to turn them all into barley. Thankfully, Zeus must have intervened at some point because though she was indeed PISSED, she didn't threaten to barge in… yet.

She made one thing very clear. Bend so much as a single hair on her precious child's head and there would be WAR…

The MC received a 24 hour security detail after that. Just Mammon wasn't going to cut it, he needed NO chances. It was a full rotation of Mammon, him and Beel for the entirety of their stay (Asmo and Levi both threw hissy fits at the prospect of babysitting, Satan couldn’t be trusted not to kill them just to irritate him, and Belphie was out for… obvious reasons).

In some ways, it wasn’t so bad. The MC was a very mild sort of person, rather even tempered. He’d dare say they were pleasant, mostly content to just tend to their gardens and be out in the moonlight…

But the problem was, he just could not convince them to stay OUT of nature. Including the forests, which were full of hellish beasts fully intent on gnawing their flesh from their bones… and their specialty was plants, not animals, sooo…

Their habit of sneaking out to wander the woods got so bad that he very nearly considered pulling a Belphie 2 and locking them in the basement for their own good. But Devil knows what damage their mother would do if she found out…

At least they make for pleasant company… And Diavolo seems to like them quite a bit himself so the mortal gets a pass from him. Now if they’d only consider their own safety for a change…

Mammon

They make him a KILLING.

Like, no seriously. Their produce is insane!! He’s never tasted food so good, especially stuff that’s come fresh from the ground! It only took a few berries for Mammon to throw on a straw hat himself and start harvesting! He’s a farmer now, baby!!

Weeellll not quite. He’s still absolutely only in it for the money, but anything he brings to a farmer’s market goes so fast that he can hardly care about the labor! He’s never made this much Grimm in his life!! And it’s totally legit for a change!

He bought himself another car, paid off half of his debt, and even got Levi back that 2 or 3 grand he leant him centuries ago. Really, Mammon’s living his best life and it’s all thanks to MC!

It’s a good thing his blatant grifting doesn’t hurt his relationship with them at all, in fact they seem to enjoy having his help regardless. They bring him drinks on hot days or invite him on picnics and stuff, it’s… it’s really sweet. They’re very nice to him and he appreciates it…

But… COULD YA JUST STAY PUT ALREADY???

It drives him INSANE that they won’t stay out of dangerous places!! After he started caring about them for more than just a meal ticket it only got even worse!!

He’s not usually one for monitoring someone’s every move (that kind of control freak behavior is more a Lucifer thing) but he eventually had to set up familiars around the House just to keep them from sneaking out at night...

What was so interesting out there anyway?? There wasn’t any kind of plant that he could bring them himself! They didn’t have any need to be out there!!

They’d keep telling him they’d be fine but it’s not like he’s going to actually buy that. They were too… nice to be dangerous or anything so why would he believe them?

No more running off, MC! Please, he’s beggin’ ya!!

Leviathan

Wait, gardening? Like, being outdoors and stuff? Ew. No thanks, he’ll pass.

That was more or less his first reaction when they showed up and it never really got much better than that…

He admits that they’re friendly and it’s not like he dislikes them or anything, but their thing so far from his thing that they just don’t have a lot in common… you know?

For starters, they get So. Antsy. when they’re inside for too long! He tried to invite them to a marathon once, but they could hardly keep still and kept looking around like they were searching for a window… He said, “to jump out of.” They insisted just for some fresh air, but he didn’t buy it...

They’re nice enough to listen to his rants, but they’re barely ever inside for him to do so and like HELL is he going to leave his room and stand around out there for that long. Ranting is at least a one to two hour engagement! What if he gets hot out there? And have you SEEN Devildom bees?? Hell no!!

He has, however, asked them on multiple occasions to reproduce flowers he’s seen in different anime, especially ones that have a very unique look and they’ve done some real wonders with that!

He can now claim to be the only person to ever own a Ruby-Jade Vine plant, straight from the pages of TSL when it was used to brew tea for the Lord of Lechery during his brief illness and-is anyone even still listening anymore?

The point is, it’s a flower so rare it was imaginary but now HE has it!... or had it for about a week until his utter incompetence of all things plant killed it…

He begged the MC for another but they were out of the plants they needed to make it and would have to go back to the human world to find more… He’s still mourning his loss… Poor Henry 4.0…

Satan

Well… He’s called this MC “salt of the Earth” and he does truly mean it. Take of that what you will.

He doesn’t get much in the way of intellectual conversation out of this mortal UNLESS he’s talking about plants, farming, or botany… Interesting topics and complex in their own right to be sure, but that’s pretty much their wheelhouse and they like it there.

That being said, the feats that they can perform are genuinely mind-blowing! They are the ONLY person he has ever met who can cultivate the Devildom’s own ultra-rare Phantom Orchid, a plant only blooms when it reaches a perfect state of undeath (i.e. both taken care of and neglected just enough so that it's only barely alive. The balance is so tricky to master that one hasn’t bloomed down there for centuries!)

There’s also something just genuinely relaxing about watching them work or helping them in the gardens… More so than he’d ever expected from such a simple activity.

He admits that he’s taken quite a few strolls through the flower-filled courtyard of the Demon Lord’s Castle just to admire its beauty... But anything that they can grow just blows all of that out of the water!

They even taught him several magic botanical techniques so now he can grow some pretty mad plants himself. Lucifer never expected to find that giant Venus Flytrap in his closet, but one was there regardless. 😏

Just… out of curiosity one day, he asked the MC if they could make him a new kind of catnip. Not for any nefarious reason! You know… just for research purposes…

The nip they made was so effective that the House grounds were FILLED with nipped-up cats for a whole month! He was in Heaven!! (and Lucifer practically wiped those plants from existence so he couldn’t get any more… asshole...)

That must have inspired them because they apparently made a demons-only version that they told him about WELL after the fact. Had he known, he probably would have burned the stuff on principle... Do you know how dangerous demon-nip could be to them? Experiment responsibly, MC!

Asmodeus

Ehhhh, gardening SOUNDS like one of those things that should be super Devilgram-able, but then you realize how sweaty and dirty you get in the process and it’s a huge turn off… Sorry MC.

When they first came down to the Devildom, he thought two things: 1) Such a sweet little flower child, as adorable as they were, would never survive; and 2) even if they could, he would never ever see eye-to-eye with them on the “wonders” of getting all up in the dirt.

Well, he was right about 2, but certainly not 1. Personally, he thinks his brothers worry about them too much, they ARE still a demigod.

At one point he saw a pack of hellhounds almost trample one of their vegetable gardens and they lost it. Word to the wise, never try to take on a child of Demeter in their own garden. Those hounds were wrapped up in rose vines before they could even yelp...

Yeah, the MC would be fine.

That being said, while everybody else clamors over their produce, he thinks that their flowers are really where it’s at!

Taking just five minutes in one of their gardens is something else... He’s never seen blossoms as healthy and immaculate in all the Devildom before! Their beauty could (almost) rivals his own! What they do isn’t just a hobby, it’s an art.

He’s taken multiple pictures with their blossoms and they go viral every time. It’s so rare to actually see gorgeous, petal-filled flowers in the Devildom, most of the native plants are of the man-eating variety.

His only complaint about this MC is that they seem to feel much more at home in work clothes and dirt than they do in any sort of party-look he tries to give them… Cute as they are, they can afford to gussy up sometimes can’t they? Mud and grass stains don’t make for a good look, sorry.

Beelzebub

Beel gardens and the MC gardens as well. Add on that they seem to be able to grow all manner of fruits and veggies and he likes this one. A lot.

They had just finished apple-picking when the portal nabbed them so they had a massive basket of apples at the time. Naturally, Beel more or less stole the thing on sight, but the apples inside were so juicy and good that he almost shook them down for more on the spot!

Imagine his surprise when they, half pleadingly, explained to him that if he got them some seeds they could just grow more… and it wouldn’t even take that long.

To be clear, the formula he saw was this: Get seeds > bring seeds to mortal > mortal grows seeds > mortal makes endless supply of food….

Congratulations MC, you’ve now earned the sixthborn’s eternal loyalty after a grand total of… two minutes. He didn’t even know their name, but he was willing to take a bullet for them (provided he got more of those apples).

The next several months were spent with Beel attached to them to the hip in some way, but honestly? It was just so wholesome anyway…

If he’s helping in the garden, he never complains. He does most of the heavy lifting and actually likes being out there with them (unlike others...)

Many afternoons were spent sitting under fruit trees and talking. Sometimes, they go to the trouble of preparing a picnic or something but it would always inevitably end with Beel plucking the whole tree clean of whatever ripe (or unripe) fruit he can get his hands on with a smile.

The MC never minded though. That’s just another excuse to grow more, right?

His only problem was when the MC would sneak out to the forest… especially when they get too antsy and just go alone.

He HATES it when they do that! How is he supposed to keep them safe if they just wander off?? He knows that they have a special connection to nature and all, but it isn’t safe…

He’s flown in and scooped them back up to the House on numerous occasions and his “talking tos” get sterner after every rescue... Please stay put, MC! He’d have so many reasons to be sad if you were eaten… 😔

Belphegor

Okay, he was looking for a capable, if not gullible, human. Not a shoeless flower hippy!

He honestly wasn't expecting much out of this one... Damn their little heart because they did genuinely believed his lies, it’s just that they weren't… well… They were really good at gardening.

… And it grew kind of hard to keep hating them whenever they'd show up just to give him fresh berries or a bouquet to see him smile… He may claim that his heart is made of nightmares and orphan tears, but who doesn’t enjoy being given a batch of flowers?

Damn their sweetness too… Right to here.

When it came time to kill them he had a heavier heart than he thought he would, but kind of saw it like putting down the sacrificial lamb. Gotta be done to reach better goals... Stiff upper lip and all that.

Unfortunately for him, they had taken to carrying packets of demon-nip with them as a self-defense measure…

He wasn’t exactly sure what he expected when they shouted “Get nipped!” at him mid-attack, but it wasn’t a face full of some smelly herb! Like, really smelly…! Actually, that smelt kind of good… Hold on.

Turns out murderous rage really doesn’t last long after you get what is effectively ultra-strong catnip thrown in your face. They ended up having to go and tell Lucifer what happened themselves because Belphie was way too blissed out on the floor to do anything... They were legitimately worried they might have fried his brain...

He’s told the effects of the demon-nip lasted three days. He doesn’t know, because he hardly remembers any of it... They described him as like he was high on “weed” and “ecstasy” at the same time but he doesn’t know what either of those are either so it wasn’t helpful…

Truthfully, they were so nice to him while he was recovering that he couldn’t even be mad afterwards so all's well that ends well? Either way, he’s sleeping under their orchard trees from now on. It’s peaceful out there...

They burnt all that nip though. It’s some strong stuff...

#obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me demigods #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios

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astrologyandlife · 4 years ago

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your chart ruler + the stage of your life

generally speaking, where the ruler of your chart is sitting sets the stage for your life. this means that your focus will be more intense in that area. the ruler is also important, as it can indicate the nature of things occurring there! for example, having jupiter as your chart ruler sitting in the 1st house is vastly different from having saturn as your chart ruler sitting there. read on to learn more!

part i: the chart ruler

MARS

you are generally high-energy and active. you are never sat still for too long, and for the most part, you handle things head-on rather than waiting for them to wrap themselves up. as a result, this can lend itself to an almost pushy impression on others, unless mars is aspected positively with another planet like venus, neptune, or saturn.

VENUS

you act with a certain kind of grace and charm. you have a certain personal touch that you imbue things with, and you aren't one for conflict or discord. in fact, you seek harmony as often as you can, and comfort is one of your top priorities in any situation. typically, it either isn't easy to anger/upset you, or you are very good at hiding when something does.

MERCURY

flighty and restless are your most prominent qualities. in life, you easily move from one thing to another, never quite settling the way others do, and you may even find you are doing multiple things at once. you have a curiosity and thirst for knowledge that tends to drive what you do. you will also find that you are pretty good at conversation and possess natural wit.

MOON

like the moon, your disposition and emotions seemingly go through cycles. you are blessed with a form of intuition that a mother would display--when your friends need something, you just know what it is, and unspoken emotions are picked up by you subconsciously. you find it hard not to care about things, and people can usually tell when you are upset or going through something.

SUN

like the sun, you are full of vitality and light, with seemingly endless energy. you just have this glow about you. your personality is very strong and well-developed, and you have a good sense of who you are. you possess natural leadership qualities. you are just generally a very genuine person and don't try to deceive others about who you are. maintaining your health and vitality is of utmost importance.

PLUTO

you are magnetic and mysterious in a way that either draws others in or intimidates them. you radiate a subtle power that you can use to your advantage. when it comes to your passions and goals, you have a ferocity that is unmatched, bordering on obsession. you aren't the kind of person to be casual or dip your toes into things, you absolutely immerse yourself in them. you are very private.

JUPITER

you possess a heart of gold--generous, kind, and loving towards others. your view of life is positive, and you maintain a faithful and optimistic attitude whenever possible. it is safe to say you are a pretty lucky person, or at the very least, you create your own luck. you aren't afraid to dream big. sometimes you can go a bit overboard when expressing yourself.

SATURN

you are mature and responsible. people find that they can rely on you when they have your word, and it is very important to you to keep promises. it is easy for you to get stuck in negative thought patterns and to be hard on yourself, as you have very high expectations. You are ambitious and generally like the feeling of working towards your goals, knowing it will pay off in the future. you are very concerned about how people see you and your reputation.

URANUS

you are an individualist at heart. you believe in the freedom of people to live their lives and pursue whatever path they want, and if someone tries to stifle your freedom, you are quick to leave them in the dust. You also have a mind that is powerful and creative, able to learn new information lightning-fast. you like to consider the facts and have an open mind.

NEPTUNE

artistic and dreamy, you give the impression of being a sensitive, almost spiritual soul. you are particularly swayed by music and art because your mind is very abstract. you have the unique ability to be something akin to a social chameleon. you are very compassionate towards others and have a high sensitivity to your environment. your tuition is extremely strong

part ii: the stage

1st house;

you're very focused on yourself more than other people, and your dominant sign comes out in pretty much all facets of your life, but especially upon first meeting someone. if your chart ruler is very different from the rest of your chart, this can lead to someone getting the 'wrong' impression of you. developing a strong personality is of utmost importance here. you care a lot about your appearance and how you are perceived.

2nd house;

forming a strong sense of self-confidence and security is your primary focus. you care a lot about financial security and your own sense of personal comfort in a physical sense. you feel attached to the things you own. possessiveness isn't uncommon here, especially if pluto sits here. you either have strong values that you hold close to your heart, or you feel the need to develop them.

3rd house;

what motivates you very often is your curiosity and desire to connect to others. you enjoy good conversation and want to make friends. you tend to move from one thing to another, and you are very good at multitasking. you have a distinct style of speaking that is colored by your chart ruler, and people find you to have a good sense of humor and a lot of intelligence.

4th house;

there is a deep need to have a place that you can call 'home.' you are a relatively private individual and enjoy a lot of separation between work and home. your family has a high amount of influence on you, and it is very likely you will stay close to home. your background comes into play very often and informs your actions. anything sentimental has a big impact on you.

5th house;

you live your life for the things you are interested in. your hobbies can take up a lot of your time and energy, and if you don't get enough time with them, you feel drained or on edge. you love having fun and expressing yourself creatively. this could be someone who likes or wants kids. you do enjoy attention from others, especially if it comes from their admiration of you.

6th house;

your body is certainly a temple. you care a lot about taking care of yourself, and you have very specific routines in your daily life. these rituals contribute heavily to your wellbeing. you can also find yourself to be a bit of a workhorse (or workaholic if you aren't careful). you are dedicated to the service of others, even if it simply means lending a helping hand or giving advice.

7th house;

the focus in your life is other people. you define yourself based on your relationships with them, and if you aren't too careful, you can get lost in other people and lose your purpose. it's almost as if you need partnership to live a happy life. your biggest skill is your ability to create harmony, because you are a good mediator and try to compromise when possible.

8th house;

this makes you extremely private and secretive. you could live an entirely separate life and nobody would know! you also tend to know more about others than they think, and you never reveal more than you want to. i think a persistent theme of your life could be very intense situations and circumstances. transforming yourself is going to be very important, as is processing and working through your past.

9th house;

You live for the pursuit of knowledge, especially that of a higher level. You want to expand your mind through new experiences, meeting people of different backgrounds, and traveling to new places. It is entirely possible you will live your life in another country or a completely different part of your country. you view life as an adventure and are always in search of something new.

10th house;

your future and career are of utmost importance to you. you feel like you have to make a name for yourself. if you don't have accomplishments under your name, you feel like you have failed. so much of your life is spent in the pursuit of success. you shine in your career and could end up rising to the top. you make huge efforts to influence your reputation for the better.

11th house;

more than anything, you want to say you belong to some group. your friends are your life, and they are your family. it is likely you are involved in groups or organizations, whether it be through your school, a hobby you have, or something else. you also strive to create change within your community. in this house, you are always in pursuit of your personal goals and are very future-minded.

12th house;

a lot of your personality is hidden in a way, unlocked mostly when you are completely alone. you spend a lot of time in solitude and don't mind it. loss, sorrow, and grief could be a consistent theme in your life. truly, you express yourself most when nobody is watching. people see the fruits of your labor, but not the work you put in behind the scenes. you could have extensive daydreams or vivid dreams.

and if you want to learn more, here are a couple awesome resources:

https://notanastrologer.tumblr.com/post/649828538510426112/ascendant-lord-in-houses

https://cassieaurora.com/astrology-class/chartruler/ (super good if you're not familiar with finding your chart ruler)

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violetnotez · 5 years ago

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HC: The Boys Taste Their S/o’s Chapstick

Anonymous: could I request headcannons for shinso, mirio, denki, sero, and bakugo kissing their s/o and tasting their chapstick ? Or if you want or when they realize their s/o takes care of them in really subtle ways that they didn’t really notice it at first ? i love your blog so much 🥺❤️

Hey babe omg Im so happy you like my blog!!!! Also this ask OMG I have been wanting to write it for so long!!!! Im a sucker for these super cute and fluffy headcanons, so thank you so much for the idea!

Pairings: Shinso x reader, Mirio x reader, Denki x reader, Sero x reader, Bakugo x reader

Warnings: some might get suggestive, but none of these are full blown NSFW! Just a sprinkle of spiciness, thats all!

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S H I N SO U

Flavor: Cherry Vanilla

Your currently trying to get ready for bed with Shinsou, his purple hair cascading against the pillow as he’s scrolling through Insta

defintely looking at cat vids

Youre just BEAT from the day- work, school, practice, whatever your life entails it just felt so incredibly tiring today

Of course, Shinsou seems to have other plans

Once he sees you come out of the bathroom, your hair wet, your skin dewy from washing, your body only wearing one of his oversized shirts and some small shorts....

man is gonna wanna be allllll over you

“Damn, kitten who allowed you to look that hot,” he’d purr, his eyes drinking you in as he propped his body on his elbows to get a better look

You’d roll your eyes, a smile on your lips-

Lowkey a perv for his s/o fight me on this

Once you sit down on the bed, its over

Shinso’s hands are all over you, his palms trailing under your shirt as he leaved lazy kisses on your neck

“Cmon, baby, lets have a little fun before we sleep....”

Just tell him your tired, and he’ll comply, turning super fluffy and cuddly in a matter of minutes

Reluctantly tho this boi is horny when hes horny

“Ahh my kitten’s tired? Fine then, you need your rest.”

He’ll lean in to give a sweet kiss, unknowingly of how flavorful you taste now with your chapstick

And OHOHOHO after that its OVER

The taste of vanilla bursts in his mouth, the scent of cherry becoming more prominent-

When did you start tasting so good?

He honestly wont know how to react- he’ll shake his head and blink a few times, “The hell-?” spilling out of his lips

He grabs you buy the chin, his thumb swiping against your lips gently

Once he sees the faint red sheen on his digit, it kinda dawns on him whats going on

You catch on to his confusion, a small giggle spilling out of you as you tell him its just chapstick you bought since your lips felt dry

He’ll just give you a lazy smirk, his lilac eyes a royal purple as he eyes you

This man cant HELP HIMSELF

He’ll lean in for another kiss, this one lasting much longer and more passionate as he tried to capture that taste again

“Do me a favor and keep wearing that kitten,”

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M I R I O

Flavor: Birthday Cake

Im so proud of fidning this picture im sorry it just matches so well

Anywaysssssssss

You had just gotten out of the locker room, your UA uniform a little wrinkled from being balled up while you were training

You walked out the metal doors, your lips feeling much softer than usual- you were in desperate need of chapstick after that particular lesson

Thanks UA for having training grounds that blow up every 5 seconds and spray dust everywhere

But thankfully Neijire is the best person ever and hooked you up with some super cute chapstick

Since it was new and just sitting in her book bag, she just told you to keep it

NEIJIRE WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO SWEET?

You had to admit though, you really liked it- the packaging was pretty cute, it was nice on your skin, but the SMELL

OMG

You felt like a bakery was near you every step you took

And everytime you licked your lips it tasted like sweets, which was an amazing addition

Makes ya wonder how safe it is to consume makeup 👀

Mirio is the cutest boyfirend though-wherever your class is, he waits for you outside and walks with you until you have to go your seperate ways

So, as usual, he’s waiting for you outside the locker room, a wide grin plastered on his face

Once he sees you walk out of the doors, he’s already bounding over, his arms swinging cause hes always just so happy to see you

“Hey sunshine!” he greets you like any other day, his voice just radiating happiness

Some days though, Mirio will kiss the top of your head as he grabs your hand and walks you to his class

Other days, he’s a little more bold, instead leaning down to give you a kiss on your lips as he snakes his hand around your waist

TODAY BABE

IS THAT DAY

You can tell he’s feeling a little more *frisky cause he’s got this mischievous glint in his eyes

ehhhh why not indulge him?

So you get on your tippie toes, leaning in to him and planting a quick kiss on his lips

But thats when Mirio gets confused- did you eat something?Is it cake? CInnamon roll? Cookie? But whatever it is, it tastes GOOD

“Sweetie, did you buy something from the vending machine?” he asks, a confused grin on his face as he eyes you

You laugh, not realizing that Mirio would be affected by your new chapstick too,

“Oh no, its just a chapstick Niejire gave me, I think its cake batter flavored- do you like it?”

Mirio licked his lips , savoring the lingering flavor on his skin

“You batter belive it!”

*cue the groaning

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D E N K I

Flavor: Pina Colada

So Mina, bless her little music crazed heart, somehow won a pack of tickets from a radio station to a new water park opening up not too far from UA

It was superrrrr expensive to get in, but the music station hooked all you guys up with VIP tickers, a private cabana, food, THE WORKS

You had been running around with the group all day

(except Bakugo- he either went to the lazy river or the surfing simulator thignie cause Kaminari said he would wipe out and wanted to prove him wrong)

Everybody else wanted to do everythingggg, from ride the craziest rides to trying all the food the park had

By the end of the day, you were completely beat and just wanted to rest

Mina was sitting beside you in the cabana (again, thank you radio station for hooking some teens up!), just searching it for snacks the boys hadnt eaten

“Aww cmon, really?! We have chapstick but no food?!”

Your head instantly perked up at the sound- chapstick? God, you could deifnitely use some right now from all that chlorine and sun...

You asked Mina to toss you one, the pink skinned girl throwing you a tube as she grumbled about how “piggy” boys were

You checked the flavor on the tube, the fruits on the side label instantly telling you it was something tropical

As you were putting it on, the boys of Bakusquad were bounding up the steps, their feets covered in sand-

“Guess what?! We got Bakugo to go in the wave pool! Isnt that crazy! It had sand on the bottom, like a real beach-”

Kirishima was just gushing and super excited, Bakugo looking like a pissed off wet cat next to him

You sat up quickly, happy to see your boyfriend, his spiky hair all wet from the day and his boxers dripping

As Kirishima and Sero were messing with an extremely annoyed Bakugo, you went and grabbed the boys some towels, giving the last one to your boyfriend

“Aww thanks babe,” he gushed out, his hands grabbing the towel gingerly as he leaned to kiss you

But wait- you tasted- really sweet?

Kaminari pulled back slightly, a small smirk on his lips, cause damn, that tasted really good

“Did you eat some fruit or something? Cause you taste super yummy babe-”

You pointed to your lips as you told him how Mina found some free chapstick lying around in the cabana

Kaminari just gave you this really blissed out stare as he sneaked one more peck from you- he was kinda wishing his friends weren't here, cause hed totally be making out with you with that yummy stuff on your lips...

“Do me a favor and dont take that stuff off, okay? Until we get back to the dorms,”

He sent you a small wink, weaving behind you inconspicously, and giving your bottom a playful pinch

WHY YOU GOTTA BE A FLIRT KAMINARI

(Also before you left Kamianri most definitely dumped the whole jar of chapsticks into his backpack)

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S E R O

Flavor: Peppermint

You and Sero had just gotten coffee from a little cafe when it starts to rain

Like alottttttttttt

And of course it happens when your right outside, waiting for your ride to take you back home

So you two are just standing there like weirdos with the rain POURING, Sero holding up his jacket over both of your heads

But honestly, it’s not doing much to block out the rain, so honestly-why not have some fun?

You run out of the fabric, instantly feeling your whole body get drenched as you start twirling and laughing

“He-hey wait, babe!”

Sero’s gonna be laughing, and now y’all playing a wierd game of tag

Aghhhhhh so cute tho 🥺🥺

He catches you pretty quickly, his tape grabbing your waist and pulling you to him,,,

You instantly collide with his chest, your cheeks rosy from running around so much and your hands resting on his chest

Sero gives you the biggest grin, his finger under your chin and raising it to look at him

“You know your the biggest tease I know?”

“Yup!”

He laughs, placing a kiss on your lips-and omg why are you minty? and it feels soooo good to him, cause honestly mint isn’t a bad flavor-

“Hey babe whatcha got on your lips? Did you eat-gum or something?”

You just laugh and tell him it’s some chapstick you got (imagine the mint eos U KNOW THE ONE)

He asks if it’s the egg chapstick OML 💀

Yes Sero the egg chapstick

His lips are parted a little, his eyes wider than usual cause he’s lowkey confused on how he liked that so much

But he send you another huge grin before he kisses you again-

“I think your gonna need to wear that more for me, yeah?”

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B A K U G O

Flavor: Cinnamon

Bakugo has ben practically forcing you to wake up at ungodly hours with him to train

He says its cause “youre getting weak” but really he’s a total simp for having such close contact with you

Also he’s a little brat and put his all into it so you cant ever beat him, which boosts his ego for some reason?

“Hah, that really the best you got?” he scoffs down at you, his calloused hands pinning you to the ground as his body cages you in for the umpteenth time

Honestly, its hard to fight when your 1) annoyed about loosing and 2) have your hot as hell boyfriend pining you to the ground

But thankfully

THANKFULLY

He was starting to overheat, his breathe coming out in low pants as strands of hair began sticking to his forehead

You felt one of his palms begin to slip ever so slightly near you, and on instinct you knew you had to do something, you finally had an opening-

so you caused a distraction

Your hands quickly flew to the nape of his neck, pressing his head down to your so you could kiss him square on the lips

Bakugo was completely confused in the best way possible- he didnt expect that to happen, but hell, hes not complaining-

until his lips start to tingle

“-the hell?!” he sputters out, his mind trying to figure out what was going on just before you successfuly flip him over, with you now on top

You stared down triumphantly at your boyfriend, not knowing how well that worked- until you noticed how shiny Bakugo lips look

He begins mashing his lips together, trying to rub it off since you had his hands pinned down

“The hell is on my lips? Agh, dont tell me its that weird ass lip stuff that supposed to make your lips bigger or something-’’

Ummmmm how does he know about lip plumping lip gloss? Question for a another day-

“Its chapstick silly,” you giggle, “-cinnamon”

Honestly, he’s gonna like it-this boy likes spicy things and the fact that “spicy” sensation came from his s/o....shoooottttt he is in love

But

Of course

He’s gonna act like it’s wierd or something, cause HES wierd

“Cinnamon? You couldn’t get something normal like cherry or grape?”

You scrunch up your nose, cause yeah your not for those flavors AT ALL, and Bakugo finds his chance

He quickly flips you over, your back now against the floor and his body on top of yours

“Cmon, baka don’t tell me thats seriosuly all you got-“

Don’t remind him that you were able to flip him over tho he’ll turn red and tell you to shut it

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Hi! I'm not sure if your requests are open, but if they are, can I request a Jean x reader angst where they get into an argument and he says something SUPER uncalled for? And reader's all like "wow ok" and walks away bc they don't wanna say anything uncalled for either, but Jean thinks that means reader is breaking up with him? So the next day he does a bunch of cheesy things like buys them breakfast, flowers, writes a tone of love notes, etc?

If your requests aren't open then I understand! And have an AMAZING rest of your day hehe ❤

they are, no worries! i hope you like it! <3

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jean x reader

“You should talk with him...” Jean turns around. His eyes are darker than ever. He’s angry.

“Mind your own business.” he says. You look at him, not flinching even a bit, even knowing you want to cry. His honey color eyes are still fixed on yours, and his breath goes fast. He’s nervous.

“Oh, fine.” you say, taking your jacket and leaving, slamming the door.

“Y/N, wait.” he says, but you’re opening the main door, leaving your shared apartment. He takes his head between his hands, running his hands over his hair. “Fuck.” that’s the only thing that leaves his mouth while he feels how the smell of your cologne disappears quietly. He messed it up. He said something he doesn’t thing, in the heat of the moment, and now you don’t want to see him again. That’s what he thinks. That you left him forever.

You didn’t, though. You just want to have fresh air, to think better about what he said. He was angry, you can understand that. But he wasn’t angry at you, then why pay it with you? You sigh. Jean isn’t like that. He’s always loving, caring and sweet, even when he had a bad day. He always has a smile for you. That’s why you’re not angry at him. You know he has just a complicated day. But you also want him to know that he shouldn’t pay it with you.

Later that night, when you arrive home, Jean is sleeping on the kitchen table. He has all the papers around and a glass of wine half-empty. You shake his shoulder quietly.

“Jean. Go to bed.” you whisper. He opens an eye a little and sees you.

“You’re home.” he says. But, after all, you just broke up with him, didn’t you? His brain knows you’re only there because you didn’t have enough time to search a place to sleep today. Also, all your things are still here. He moans quietly, getting up, his back hurting because of the bad position his body had. He walks to the bed, hearing your cute little steps behind him. He always liked how they sound. Maybe this is the last time he will hear them. He enters his side of the bed. He can’t lose you. He would make you stay.

“Good night, Jean.” You say, while you enter the other side, giving him your back. He sighs.

“Good night, y/n.”

Next morning, Jean finds himself tangled with you. He smiles. How can your bodies know the other that well? They arranged themselves on their sleep. He takes his arm carefully far from your waist and gets up quietly. He goes straight to the kitchen after changing his clothes. He decided to make it up to you, so he searches the recipe of the fluffy pancakes his mum sent to him not a while ago. Putting his earbuds on, he starts to cook.

You wake up feeling Jean’s place on bed cold, a pleasant smell coming from the stairs. You look at the clock. It’s saturday. Jean doesn’t work today. Then, why is he awake? You stretch yourself in bed and, under your pillow, you find a paper. You read it.

“Good morning. Please, come to the living room once you’re awake. I love you.”

Jean’s handwriting signs the note. Is now he leaving romantic notes for you? You change into your daily clothes and go down stairs, heading to the living room, but you’re curious. Opening the kitchen door quietly, you find your boyfriend. He’s dancing quietly to the music he’s listening, a plate full of pancakes in the side of the table, and he’s turning another pancake with the spatula. You rest your body against the frame of the door, silently enjoying it. He has cut also some fruits, put a huge amount of whipped cream on the side of the plate and made some fruit yoghurt as well. He is making such an effort.

He does this things sometimes, really elaborated and cute breakfast for you two on special dates as your birthday or anniversary, But today isn’t a special day. He turns around and sees you. A shy smile crosses his lips and you enter the kitchen, sitting on a chair.

“Good morning, Jean.” you say. He takes off his earbuds.

“Good morning, babe.” he answers. He then visualices what he said. Did he made you uncomfortable saying that? He’s so used to call you “babe” he didn’t even realize he has done it. He looks sneaky at you. You’re adding chocolate powder to your glass of milk quietly. It doesn’t look like it affected you.

“I... I made breakfast.” he says. His voice sounds shy for some reason. You tell him to sit on the chair next to yours and he takes the pancake plate. The strawberries are cut on heart shape.

“Jean, these are so cute!” you say, taking one. You put it on top of the whipped cream, eating it after that. Jean smiles.

“You have cream on your mouth.” You quickly wipe it with a napkin. In any other day, he would lean closer and take it off your mouth himself. But he wants to make things well, he wants you to forgive him. You also missed that kiss. He cleans his throat and you cut a part of a pancake, tasting it. He looks at your reaction.

“They are really good, baby, goddess” you say. He takes your hand and you look at him. He went from happy to serious in a second.

“Babe I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve how I treated you yesterday. Please, fogive me. I’m so sorry, I don’t want to lose you. Please.” He takes your hand to his lips. “I left early in the morning. I also....” the door bell rings. He goes quickly to the door, coming back with a huge lilac bouquet. “I don’t want to be without you. It was my fault and I don’t want to lose you because of something I said without thinking.” he says. He gives the bouquet to you. It has a little note pined to it. You take it.

“I love you.” it what it says. Just three words that make your spine tremble. He takes your hands again, you can see his pain on his eyes.

“Please, come back to me.” You look at him. Back? You put the lilacs on a near empty vase.

“Back? How back, baby?” you ask. He looks at you.

“We broke up yesterday. You left me, didn’t you?” You can almost hear his quiet and starting sobs. You laugh a little, caressing his cheeks.

“I didn’t break up with you, silly.” you say. “I just left because it hurt me, but I was planning to come back when I got calm. And I did, didn’t I?” the last phrase is almost whispered against his mouth. He takes your chin, his eyes scanning yours so close. You can even see the different tones of brown on his irises.

“Sorry for hurting you. I was angry to myself and I said that. You didn’t deserve it. Sorry.”

You caress his cheek again. You smile quietly.

“Accepted apologizes.” you say.

“Then, are we okay?” he asks. You nod twice, so slowly, that his lips brush against yours sweetly when he gets closer.

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imnotwolverine · 4 years ago

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Wolfie’s Fic Recs | The Grand Library of Kink 1/2

THE GRAND LIBRARY OF KINK - Allow me to give you a list of treats to quench the unbearable thirst between your thighs.

>> Looking for part 2 of this list? <<

🖐WARNING: NSFW - SMUT below the cut 🖐

Author’s note: Let’s be honest. You probably are prowling the Tumblr grounds for the same reasons I am: there’s some darn good porn fics out here. And in the year I’ve been in the Cavillry, I’ve gathered a most wondrous collection of soft to extremely kinky fics. Time..to make a more comprehensible list of my favourites thusfar! (💦It’s long, so you better have some fresh panties at the ready💦)

In this library you’ll find:

Part 1:

Self-help 101

Cherry Popping Goodness

Vanilla With A Sprinkling Of Sex Toys

Vanilla - Toybox Special

Henry’s Hands Special

The Hook-up

Part 2:

Sensory Delights

The Triple Threat

Fuck - The Geralt Special

Take It Like A Pussy - The Napoleon Special

Hammer-time - The Walker Special

Cpt. Cunnilingus - The Syverson Special

Thighs And Canes - The Sherlock Special

Fem!DOM

Self-help 101

[This one’s all about the act of self love - solo masturbation]

Toys are for boys. Unless it’s in the bedroom..right? Almost The Same by @lunedelorient [Henry x Reader]

Mike can’t help himself as his gaze falls upon your lipstick stains on a beer bottle. Where else would he like those stains to be? Lipstick by @emyearns [Mike / reader]

A toy arrives to sweeten the lonely nights when Henry is away. There’s only one minor detail as the package is being unwrapped; she isn’t alone yet. Flying Solo by me [OFC x Henry Cavill]

I love fics written in Henry’s point of view. In this one Henry can’t take it no more. He simply needs to let off some steam; I Need A Woman by @chamomilebottom [Henry Cavill x reader]

This man gets caught..a lot, doesn’t he? You give Henry a helping hand as you catch him in the shower in Welcome Home by @rosethornsanddaisies [Henry Cavill x reader]

I wasn’t sure whether I should put this in the self-help section. So consider yourself warned: watch out..you’re in for a solo-lovin’ surprise in On Display by @ladyreapermc [August Walker x Reader]

Cherry Popping Goodness

[There’s a first time for each flower to bloom - loss of vaginal/anal virginity]

The bookstore meet-cute, the skipping heartbeats, and the fluster of cheeks as she just read a steamy passage of her book aloud. It’s the perfect recipe for romance...though there is one tiny, tiny... Her Minor Thing by @ladyreapermc [Henry Cavill x erotica novelist!OFC]

For one night only, gigolo August Walker will make all your fantasies come true. His specialty? Sweet, innocent little flowers. Velvet Chains by @littlefreya [August Walker x reader]

The morning after the cherry popping, a bud starts to bloom. White Honey by @littlefreya [Henry Cavill x reader]

This fic! This. Fic. I hadn’t seen I Capture The Castle when I read this fic, but it made me fall for Stephen so freakin’ hard that I kind of watched the movie straight after. It’s sweet, blushing-cheeks worthy and utterly cinematic. Bluebells by @yespolkadotkitty [Stephen x reader]

August Walker, a virgin? Well..there’s a First Time For Everything by @hope-to-hell [August Walker x reader]

Theseus didn’t mean it to go this way. But he was so thirsty - and now for more then just a drink of water. To Die of Thirst by @hope-to-hell. [Theseus x reader]

It’s Geralt’s first time and isn’t a Witcher body just a fascinating thing..hmm... Anatomy Lessons by @princess-of-riviaa [Geralt x experienced!reader]

I didn’t know bullet point lists could be this sensual and H.O.T. - First Time w/ Henry by @henchry [Henry Cavill x reader]

GOODNESS ME. Can first times be like this for everyone, please and thank you?! My Flower gives you squirt-inducing, sweet talkin’ Henry making the most out of this special little moment. By @viking-raider [Henry Cavill x reader]

Wait till marriage with August? Highly unlikely....right? Uncharted Territory by @chamomilebottom [August Walker x reader]

Now onto some other sanctuaries to plunder. (Anal that is) Poker Night @foodieforthoughts [Syverson x OFC]

Lets @littlefreya’s words entice you into a new world as you and Henry finally pick the Forbidden Fruit (yep, anal again) [Henry Cavill x OFC]

And now we’re on the anal train, I do notice that men barely ever get any backdoor lovin’ from their partners. And I know, I know: most men are really apprehensive about it. But goodness can it be good! Sy has learned of it’s sweetness and reminisces that first time in Sy And The Sex Tape by @hope-to-hell [Syverson x reader]

Vanilla With A Sprinkling Of Sex Toys

[Couple’s sex with just a touch of kink]

Let’s start with a game. Written in the language of love (French that is), this enticing bit of foreplay gets the blood streaming alright. Invisible Touch by @emelinelovesjc [Henry Cavill x reader]

Is it time for my favourite poetic foreplay fic?! YES it IS! Ode by @wolvesandhoundshowltogether just does something for me and I can simply not explain - just go ahead and read it and see for yourself! [Henry Cavill x reader]

The key to good sex, is foreplay. And teasing during an event? You bet your sweet ass you can get Henry riled up. Tease by @captainbigdy [Henry Cavill x reader]

Ready for some myrrh mountain-esque, super indulgent eroticism? Read Confessions by @captainbigdy [Henry Cavill x reader]

Birthday sex

What do you give a man who has it all, for his birthday? A little boudoir, a little make-out on the couch and...Happy Birthday by @rosethornsanddaisies [Henry Cavill x reader]

Apparently boudoir pictures for Henry’s birthday is on y’alls mind! A Picture’s Worth by @sunflowersstan gives you a belated birthday present - but that definitely should not spoil the fun. [Henry Cavill x reader]

Home (coming)

For once, Henry is forgiven for his ungodly early alarm clock: it’s beach time! And Kal will be there too. Home by @chamomilebottom [Henry Cavill x reader]

Henry, unfortunately, isn’t always home. In fact, he’s away quite a lot. Meaning it’s all the important to make up for lost time: Welcome Home by @geralt-of-baevia [Henry Cavill x reader]

And what’d you do if he finally comes home, but an impromptu surprise party is organised by his friends? Better Keep Quiet, baby. By @toomanystoriessolittletime [Henry Cavill x reader]

Does that come with side effects? When a 200 pound beast tackles you after coming home, you just might feel it in the next few days. Lust Worthy by @viking-raider [Henry Cavill x reader]

Home is also domestic goodness ( “Can I, baby?” He whispers against your cheek, placing a soft kiss to it, his eyes searching to meet yours. >> I mean..YES YOU CAN!! DO WHATEVER YOU MUST YOU HUNK OF A BEAR 😩) in this sweet ficseries chap by @lovelycavills: The Night [Henry Cavill x reader]

Tropes to lovers

Friends to lovers trope, anyone? Of Fck It by @tillthelandslide gives you beers on the couch, friendly banter and then WOOPSIEDOODLIEDOO. [Henry Cavill x reader]

More friends to lovers with one accidental wet dream while lounging on the couch with Henry. Dreaming by @yoursecretsmutblog [Henry Cavill x reader]

Or perhaps PA/boss to lovers? Thunder by @toomanystoriessolittletime gives you Henry in full Geralt gear and rain..lots and lots of rain - meaning it’s time for a ..😏break. [Henry Cavill x OFC]

One more PA story to get the storm in your pussy settled. Years after working for Henry, you send a drunk text and he Answers. In the flesh. By @toomanystoriessolittletime [Henry Cavill x reader]

Audio porn

Another thing I got quite attached to while I learned all about my kinks here on Tumblr, is audio porn. And what better than to have Henry do some audio recording for us thirsty women? Erotic Audios Present... By @thetaoofzoe [Henry Cavill x OFC]

More audioporn!Henry? @toomanystoriessolittletime has got you covered with Talk Dirty To Me, starring photographer Henry who has had.. a bit of a past - and doesn’t his voice sound terribly familiar? 🧐[au!Henry Cavill x reader]

Communication

Smutty fics practically always skip the “So what do you actually like”-part. Well. This fic covers it - and then some. The Interview by @peachyvulpixie. [Henry Cavill x OFC]

And communication is very - very important. Especially when moving stuff around, right Henry? A Little Bit To The Left by @lunedelorient [Henry Cavill x OFC]

Communication is also key when you want to decide on sub/dom dynamics. Switch has daddy vibes, but in a domestic, confidential, well-established relationship. By @viking-raider [Henry Cavill x reader]

Or, you may just want to tell sweet Henry that it’s definitely okay to get a little louder between the sheets. Express Yourself by @viking-raider [Henry Cavill x reader]

A thrilling ride

Want to “chose your own adventure” in smutty style? @sciapod’s got just the thing you’re looking for with BD Morning Energy [Henry Cavill x reader]

Sometimes it’s rough, sometimes it’s sweet, but ever and ever; it’s truly Henry. Read about various types of horny Henry in Shapeshifter by @wanderinglunarnights [Henry Cavill x reader]

Body/orgasm insecurity

This was a very personal piece to write. I have difficulty reaching orgasms, especially with a partner, so for all fellow ladies with the same little problem: Henry is here to give you some Riding Lessons between the sheets. [Henry Cavill x OFC]

And I’m so, so glad that there’s at least a few of you here on Tumblr who can also get a little worried and even impatient between the sheets. Thankfully Henry is the posterboy of Patience, ready to unravel you piece...by.. delicious..piece. By @captainbigdy [Henry Cavill x OFC]

Nipple love

Female nips get all the lovin’. But male nipples? Not often. Tease by @the-soot-sprite will make sure that is taken well taken care off. [Henry Cavill x reader]

Alright, and now for a little female nip-nip action, let’s dive right into the action. Rough lovin’, shovin’ Cavill is showing you how terribly fucked out he can get you in In My Thoughts by @jolly-polly [Henry Cavill x reader]

Horizontal vs. vertical sex

Shower sex is such a delectable topic to read about (even though in real life it’s usually awkward and impractical). Let your dreams bring you..after workout Showers with Henry by @darklydeliciousdesires [Henry Cavill x reader]

Or perhaps honeymoon shower sessions? Mirror by @tillthelandslide [Henry Cavill x OFC]

Did someone say honeymoon? Marshall remembers having to climb through that darn window the night before he married you and it makes for a super sweet, domestic fluffy smutty sex scene. And did I mention there was family right at the other side of the door? 👀 Locked by @fourmarkdove [Marshall x reader]

After all that working out it’s time for some food. But what would Henry prefer: ragu or you? What’s Cooking by @writingforhenry [Henry Cavill x reader]

Netflix and Chill

Netflix and chill, anyone? This Movie Night becomes a little steamy 💦 by @writingforhenry [Henry Cavill x reader]

It’s really difficult to watch tv with Henry around, and Freya gets a little frustrated with his incessant teasing; can a woman not just watch some Mindhunter in peace, damnit?! The Refund by @wolvesandhoundshowltogether [Henry Cavill x OFC]

Play-time!

From game play to girlfriend play during an extremely boring day in lockdown. Confined by @darklydeliciousdesires [Henry Cavill x reader]

More game chair smuttiness? It’s Game on! Mic on! - And ..Eh.. wait..what?! By @thecavillchronicles [Henry Cavill x reader]

Is tickle-play a thing? After a long day where everything seems to have gone wrong, you just need a good shag and Mike will make sure you can Sleep soundly tonight. @emyearns [Mikey x reader]

Alright, it’s a thing. Here’s some more tickle play with Marshall. Laughing During Sex by @promptandpros [Marshall x reader]

Hereby I declare that hairplay is also a thing. And with curls like Henry’s..I mean..come on. Love So Soft gives you dry-humping like horny teenagers after a bad day - and yes..hairplay. By @princess-of-riviaa [Henry Cavill x reader]

Needy Henry

Sad sky eyes are in dire need of some medicine, but Rose doesn’t realise until she’s getting some action for herself that the best medicine for Henry’s malady, is probably not watery soup. In Morbus Et Salus by @fanficsrusz [Henry Cavill x OFC]

Drunk Henry is in need of a midnight snack. And it’s a good thing there just happens to be one in his bed. Drunk In Love by @angrythingstarlight [Henry Cavill x reader]

And the next morning he might just be a really, really needy bear. (My boyfriend, for one, is always EXTRA horny when he is hungover 😂) Five More Minutes by @angrythingstarlight [Henry Cavill x reader]

A few more

And five minutes is probably all you get when you have kids. But it just makes these little mommy and daddy moments all the more sacred. Close To You by @the-soot-sprite [Henry Cavill x reader]

There’s also not a lot of time when you’re in a limo, trying to get your groove on. 🎶Driver roll up the Partition pleaseee 🎶by @fanficsrusz [Henry Cavill x reader]

Now to finish off this vanilla segment: vanilla kisses! Lick Me Till Icecream by @the-soot-sprite [Henry Cavill x reader]

Vanilla - Toybox Special

[A special toy segment for you vanilla(ish) lovers]

When it’s play time - long work day or no - Henry better be prepared for some frisky business. On Purpose by @wanna-do-bad-things (also hell yes for including some toys!) [Henry Cavill x one very frustrated OFC]

More toys? MORE TOYS! Command And Obey brings you dom!Henry being a terrible teasing ass, but alas..it still gets you all kinds of wet *shrugs* By @wanna-do-bad-things [Henry Cavill x reader]

Perhaps need some dom!Clark instead? With toys? We’ve got you covered. By @poledancingdinos [Clark x OFC]

Now, let’s not forget about Henry’s favourite toy of them all. His bike. In Good Vibrations by @deathonyourtongue [Henry Cavill x reader]

You find Henry pleasing himself with something you didn’t even know he owned; a fleshlight. Henry’s Toy by @viking-raider [Henry Cavill x reader]

Henry’s Hands Special

[I can’t be the only one who has the hots for hands]

Having a bad day? Talented fingers belonging to one caring man of a Henry are here to let off your steam. Burn The Couch by @meowpurrbooks [Henry Cavill x reader]

I’m glad I’m not the only one who has a complete and utter obsession with male hands. This fic is amazing in every way. It’s got suspense, hands AND Henry; Idle Hands by @thelastsock [Henry Cavill x Reader]

More handsy stuff is offered in this private drawing session. Draw Me With Your Fingers by @emelinelovesjc [Henry Cavill x OFC!author]

This fic? ..it’s hands-on work. I must give a disclaimer: I’m hard to please when it comes to daddy!fics, but this one I truly enjoyed. It perfectly rides (hehe) the fine balance between rough throat fucking, choking and usage of the endearing nickname ‘little fawn’. Hands by @twhstuckylover [Henry Cavill x reader]

Henry’s hands are here to warm you up on a cold day in Finger Work by @yoursecretsmutblog [Henry Cavill x reader]

The Hook-up

[A little less established, a little more messy. But definitely h-o-t-h-o-t-h-o-t]

Changing rooms may just hide a Dirty Secret (and crotchless pantyhoses) by @foodieforthoughts [Henry Cavill x OFC]

Being toyed around, Henry can’t stand it any longer - and goodness where did he leave that darn bowtie?! Caught In The Storm by @thelastsock [Henry Cavill x Reader]

Syverson is also not one who likes to be toyed around with, especially when you’re in the same bar wearing that deliciously short dress and his favourite high heels. Mine by @yoursecretsmutblog [Syverson x reader]

Dancefloor delights and popping buttons (is this a good time to admit I have ripped some shirts like that? *woops* 😅) - this quite exhibitionistic fic is an utter delight and I’m Glad You Came by @foodieforthoughts [Henry Cavill x reader]

Since this is steady-hook-up I wasn’t sure whether to post it in this segment or the Vanilla segment, but ..yea..it definitely deserves a read! Rules Of Engagement has Em and Henry coming to the realisation that a friendly hook-up isn’t all that easy. Especially not when one foul IUD throws baby dust in their busy lives. By @ladyreapermc [Henry Cavill x OFC]

Marshall specials

An old friend/lover shows up just when you find yourself with the predicament of a broken down car. Before you know it you’re having car sex with one curly haired police officer in..yea..a police car. A Perfect Shitty Day by @toomanystoriessolittletime [Marshall x reader]

OOPH you girls are in it for the Walter hook-ups. Forget That Asshole follows up after you had one particularly disappointing blind date. And thankfully a blue eyed sweater-bear-man is there to provide you some much needed consolation. By @penwieldingdreamer [Marshall x reader]

Sex on set

On set things might just get a little steamy, so might as well take ..*clip scene* ACTION! Touch Me Tease Me by @deathonyourtongue [Henry Cavill x OFC]

More on-set delights? Perhaps with a touch of embarrassing nerves? Directed By La Petite Mort by @wolvesandhoundshowltogether [Henry Cavill x reader]

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