#and he has genuinely the most lovely well adjusted family they all love each other

[rowanhoney]

my fwb is very sweet he tries so hard to understand even though he absolutely cannot

[drowning-in-paragraphs]

hiiiiiii,

Can I request a Jude Bellingham imagine where you’re in the Bellingham documentary for his YouTube and it shows you behind the scenes watching his games and stuff and just being a cute couple 💓.

Thank Youuuuuu💓✨

a/n: sorry for the delay, I don't know why but it took me a while to write it. I hope you like it. Request me whatever you want!

THE ONE

jude bellingham x gf!reader

warnings: none, just that English is not my first language.

summary: It’s her turn to step into the spotlight of Jude’s documentary, where unseen moments reveal the depth of their connection, exposing a side of their relationship and how much they mean for each other to the public.

The camera lens focuses, the soft hum of equipment fills the room, and she sits on their cozy, cream-colored couch. Her hands are folded nervously on her lap, her leg bouncing ever so slightly as she adjust her position, trying to find the perfect balance between comfort and confidence. Her hair falls softly around her face, and she tucks a strand behind her ear, looking up at the camera with a genuine smile. A nervous chuckle escapes her as she glances toward the crew and to him.

Jude stands just out of the frame, leaning against the wall, giving her a reassuring nod, his warm smile reaching his eyes. He mouths, "You got this," and she exhales deeply, trying to calm the butterflies in her stomach. His presence is comforting, just like it always is.

"Hi, I'm...well, Jude's girlfriend," she says. "But, more than that, I’m just me—someone who tries to support him, love him, and keep him grounded." Her voice is gentle, but there’s a quiet strength in it, one that suggests she's much more than just his partner.

The interviewer asks the first question, something light to ease her in. "How did you two meet?"

She smiles wider and looks down for a moment, as if reliving the memory. “We actually met through mutual friends. Super normal. I didn’t know much about football back then, but of course I was fully aware of who he was. In person, he was even more handsome and charming, so it wasn’t a surprise that I was attracted to him straight away.” She laughs at herself. “Because of that, I spent most of the night ignoring him since I was dying of embarrassment and it wasn’t until I spilled a drink on his shirt that I was able to look him in the eye to apologize, but Jude just laughed. From then on, we spent the whole night talking, even over text afterward. We got along pretty quickly, but we took things slow. I think that’s what made it work… just letting everything happen naturally.”

As she speaks, the screen fades into footage of the two of them, candid moments from Jude's life. There's a clip of them walking hand in hand, Jude glancing over at her, his face lighting up in a way that's impossible to fake. Another video shows them sitting on a couch, laughing at something on TV. Jude’s arm is casually draped around her shoulders, his thumb gently rubbing circles on her arm. The chemistry is effortless, easy.

Back in the interview, she’s asked about how their relationship has evolved with Jude’s career skyrocketing.

"Honestly, it’s been crazy," she admits. "His schedule is intense, and sometimes we’re apart for long stretches. But we’ve always made it a priority to stay connected. We FaceTime all the time, even if it’s just to say goodnight. And when he’s home, we make sure to enjoy the little things—going on walks, cooking together, just spending time. Those are the moments that matter most."

Suddenly, Jude’s voice breaks in from off-camera, clearly teasing her. “Yeah, well burning food doesn’t count as cooking, love.”

She laughs, shaking her head, the sound of his voice immediately softening her expression. “He’s talking about his abilities,” she replies with a grin. The off-screen laughter from the crew adds to the playful atmosphere.

The next part of the interview focuses on her relationship with Jude’s family, something that’s been a big part of his life. Clips play of her with Jude’s younger brother, Jobe, during a family dinner. They’re joking around, Jobe and her teasing Jude and him complaining about their alliance. Another clip shows her talking to Jobe who’s clearly comfortable with her, and at one point, she playfully nudges him, making everyone laugh. Then, she’s shown with Jude’s parents, Denise and Mark, during a relaxed family gathering. She’s sitting next to Denise, the two of them talking and laughing as if they’ve known each other forever. The bond is clear—she fits into the family seamlessly, not as an outsider, but as someone who belongs.

"Jobe is like a little brother to me," she says with a smile when asked about him. "He’s such a good kid, and we’re always joking around. It’s just easy with him. And Jude’s parents... they’re honestly the sweetest people I’ve ever met. Denise is like a second mom to me. She’s always checking in, making sure I’m okay, especially when Jude’s away. And Mark, well... he’s the kind of dad who always has a story to tell and advice to give, whether you ask for it or not,” she adds with a laugh. “I couldn’t be luckier.”

Cut to a heartwarming montage of family moments: Jude’s girlfriend and Jobe playing video games, both of them laughing uncontrollably as Jude looks on from the side, shaking his head. Another clip shows her helping Denise in the kitchen, the two of them sharing a peaceful, easy rapport, with Mark chiming in from the dining room, to help them.

“They are awesome.”

The screen cuts to a new video clip of Jude talking directly to the camera in a different segment of the documentary. He’s sitting outside on a patio, the sun glinting off his face as he reflects.

"My mom told me pretty early on that she thought she was the one," Jude says, nodding slightly, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "She said she just knew. And I trust my mom’s instincts more than anyone else’s. Honestly, I think I knew too, but hearing it from her made me super sure."

The scene shifts again, showing a playful clip of Jude and her from one of their trips. They’re by the beach, Jude holding the camera as they walk barefoot in the sand. He’s joking, trying to push her toward the water while she protests, laughing and running away. They tease each other endlessly, but the affection is obvious. Every touch, every glance, speaks volumes.

Back in the interview, Jude’s voice is heard once more, this time in a more serious tone. “She’s my rock,” he says. “People always ask me how I stay grounded, how I handle everything, and it’s her. She’s the one who keeps me steady when things get overwhelming.”

Her eyes soften as she listens to the interviewer words. "He said that?” She asks, blushing a little as the one holding the camera nods. “Well, I think we’re a team. We support each other through everything. When he's having a tough day, I’m there for him. And when I'm struggling, he’s always the first to lift me up."

The interviewer gives a knowing nod, then shifts the tone to something more playful. "Now, we’ve seen some fun clips of you two together, but who’s the bigger tease in the relationship?"

Her eyes widen slightly as she chuckles. "Oh, I know he’s going to say it’s him, but i’s definitely me. I love to tease him. He gets this little furrowed brow, and I just can’t help myself."

Another video plays, this time a candid clip of them in the living room. Jude is trying to explain some football tactic using salt shakers and a pepper grinder as players, while she watches him with an amused smile. Suddenly, she moves one of the shakers, to condiment her food, completely messing up his demonstration, and bursts into laughter when he groans dramatically, head in his hands.

Back in the interview, she shrugs innocently. "He takes it well, though. He’s a good sport about it."

Jude’s voice cuts in again. "Barely."

She bursts out laughing, shaking her head. "See? Always listening in."

The documentary closes with one last video—Jude and her sitting on the couch, his arm around her once more as they scroll through pictures on his phone. They’re laughing, teasing each other about the awkward photos, and then he pulls her close, kissing the top of her head. It’s a simple, intimate moment, but it says everything.

As the video is about to finish, she’s seen asleep in his arms and Jude’s voice comes through one last time. He looks at the camera with a smirk and whispers “Yeah... she’s the one.”

[raccoon-in-the-danger-room]

Logan, Laura, Russell, and Wade are such a wild found family combo wombo.

Wade is the dad who's always wanted kids but doesn't know how to actually handle them and would gladly encourage the kids to disembowel or burn their high school bullies, no questions asked. He forgets to pick them up at school most of the time, but always shows up at PTA meetings because he remembers that one teacher they off handedly complain about. Whenever he packs them lunch, it's definitely not healthy, but he makes sure there's a lot of it so they never feel hungry. When he hears that they have a crush on someone for the first time, he pulls them aside to have the most insane and cringey but thorough sex ed class they've ever been in -- it ends with him giving them both condoms, dental dams, and a coupon to Adam and Eve. He absolutely loooooooooves being a Karen when it comes to school. Every staff member there thinks he's the worst parental figure they've ever met, but they can say whatever they want. Cause when he does manage to pick them up on time, Laura and Russell have the biggest smiles on their faces as they bum rush him into a big group hug.

Logan is the dad who never really wanted kids but is so good with them because he wants them to be better than him. Also helps that he was still a teacher in The Worst Timeline. Whenever they need genuine advice, they turn to him. Sometimes he rambles or tells a weird anecdote before getting to the point, but he gives his honest advice about whatever they're going through mixed with some wisdom from Charles. He's really good at observing his kids -- knows their tells when they're lying, knows the signs of when they're hangry instead of actually angry, can tell the difference when they're silent or when they've become nonverbal because something really bad happened -- and adjusts accordingly. When Laura starts speaking in rapid, rabid Spanish he'll grab her hand and squeeze it gently so she can calm down from an anxiety attack. When Russell starts impersonating Wade (more than usual) and deflecting questions about how school's going, he'll take him to their favorite burger joint to eventually talk about his bullies. He stays up late, wearing his old man glasses, to help the kids with their homework because he "has insomnia anyways" so he might as well double check their work. He's especially good at history.

I think they all really love each other so much. Don't even get me started on Laura and Russell's sibling relationship. I could write a whole separate post about them and how Russell has such a HUGE big brother complex, is always hyping Laura up at her sport matches, or how Laura always protects Russell at school and he doesn't even know about it.

Anyways, I love found family and I think they're the wackiest bunch of them all.

[thus-wrote-mrs-zeppeli]

He’s posing like a dad who fell asleep on the couch so I Had to use it lol I already give up on using nice pics for these

-Various jjba characters x reader: Parenting headcanons-

Content, plz read: Can be interpreted as biological or adopted children, sometimes from a past relationship for reader because otherwise I can’t see some of these guys having kids lol, Not the best parenting techniques sometimes, but I don’t think there’s anything triggering in here (do lemme know if I’m wrong though)

Leone is more of a father figure than an actual father, Established relationships, dating/married depending on the character

I love parenting headcanons, they’re really fun to write

Characters: Rohan Kishibe, Bruno Bucciarati, Leone Abbacchio, Gyro Zeppeli

-Rohan Kishibe: You have to wonder if Rohan would Ever be mature enough to be a father-

Like you expected, it’s an ADJUSTMENT for the manga artist.

It’s not that he dislikes his own kid, in fact he has quite a bit of pride in his progeny, but he’s not the best at interacting with even teenagers and adults, so his kid is especially subject to his difficult social skills. But growing up around Rohan means his kid is used to it.

Rohan is super stubborn and struggles to express more sentimental emotions, but you wonder why he gets so shy about saying especially sweet things to even his own family sometimes. Just something about the vulnerability of it makes him uncomfortable. That’s your best guess, at least.

He is a well-intentioned father. He wants to teach his kid curiosity, that there is always more to learn; and he takes a great deal of pride (and is super smug about it with you) when your kid expresses interest in becoming a manga artist like him.

Rohan teaching his kid that little stretch he does, and they do it together-

It’s so cute-

Though you do have to step in on occasion and prevent Rohan from teaching your kid Every ‘artistic technique’ of his…please Rohan…do NOT teach your kid to lick dead bugs…you can’t believe you actually have to step in sometimes and prevent Rohan from instilling some bad or inconsiderate habits…but then again…you’re married to Rohan Kishibe, and you of all people are aware of what he’s like.

Rohan’s kid often has to deal with people trying to get close to them because of who their dad is. It’s a bit frustrating, and they might get a little unjustly irritated at Rohan for being famous, but they accept that it’s not really Rohan’s fault. They know their dad has no interest in the fame aspect of his art, it’s just a side effect of being a brilliant author.

Rohan and his kid are pretty similar, despite how little they care to admit it, and even their fashion sense is pretty reminiscent of each other. Often times you’ll even hear something like: “Dad…is that my scarf?” or Rohan’s incredulous little: “Hey, hey, hey, wait just a moment, those are MY earrings.”

You wonder if you should interfere in their little arguments, but 99% of the time nothing happens and they move on immediately. 1% of the time and they’re genuinely giving each other the cold shoulder or being passive aggressive and petty for the rest of the day.

Parenting technique wise, Rohan is not so interested in tradition. He’s not really strict or especially firm with any rules, because frankly, it is more convenient to enforce curfews and rules with Heaven’s Door, but you really don’t like when he uses it, so at Most it’s used Sparingly. He’s pretty lax when it comes to his kid’s mannerisms and behavior, but he Does expect a certain measure of respect from his kid, for both of you since you’re the parents.

As for how many kids he’d have, probably none, honestly-

But if he was going to have kids, just one is enough for him. He really doesn’t have the disposition for parenting, one is plenty, but the experience was very valuable to him, and he is proud of the person his kid becomes, even though he’s still not the best at expressing that affection. He does somewhat understand the importance of verbalizing his love for his child, and when he does try to, it comes across a bit awkward and forced but…hearing their dad try to tell them how much he actually cares about them is one of their fonder memories of him.

Rohan’s kid recognizes they had a bit of an unusual childhood due to their eccentric father, who was also often away on solo trips. But the stories their father would tell or put on paper, the ones dedicated just to his family…Those ones are very precious to his kid, and even though Rohan’s kid doesn’t visit that often once they moved out, it works out well enough for the two of them. Rohan usually doesn’t speak too much about your kid but sometimes he mentions how he wishes they’d visit or send a text; a comment of a concerned parent disguised as a complaint, very much like Rohan.

-Bruno Bucciarati: Firm believer in 2 kids for Bruno Bucciarati. A man who could see himself raising children of his own. But. Someday, in the distant future. He has the self-control and foresight to know he cannot take on such a heavy responsibility in his current position. If the two of you wish for children, it will have to be after he’s able to leave the mafia lifestyle far behind him. He cannot bring himself to put his family at risk by staying involved in that sort of thing.

As much as he wants to raise children with you, he knows it’s better to wait til the moment is absolutely right. I could see him having children when he’s well into his thirties, once he’s certain the two of you have the means to give your kids what they need to thrive and his past in the mafia has no chance of catching up to him.

He’s such a loving father, motivated so much by the love he feels for his children, and his desire to give them a happier childhood than he had. On the slightly stricter side, but he is very fair, and will always make an effort to understand where they’re coming from even if he still believes they need correction.

Hearing “we need to talk” from Bruno has some GRAVITY to it, especially with that intense tone he uses when he needs to command respect. He doesn’t usually get upset enough to really raise his voice at his children unless they get themselves in serious danger, and even then the raised voice comes from a place of concern and not genuine anger, but a “I am VERY disappointed in you,” from him with his strict tone has much more weight to it than any amount of superficial yelling he could do. Because usually it means he’s going to be vulnerable with them for a moment, tell them how their actions scared him or disappointed him or angered him…and Bruno is a compassionate but guarded man, even with his own family, so hearing him talk about how he feels immediately turn a conversation with his kid very serious.

He knows communication is something he struggles with, no matter how good his intentions are, so when he does decide to be completely honest and express his emotions, he always reminds them that he acts how he does because he loves them more than anything else in this world. And he’s not just talk either. Growing up with him as their dad, his kids had seen all the ways he protected them and taught them valuable life skills so they could protect and take care of themselves.

He always acts so strong, though you noticed he was trembling a bit the first day of school for his eldest child. He didn’t cry, but he was pretty close to it that day, and he really had to make an effort to distract himself so he didn’t worry too much over them while they were away. He picks them up after school (omg just got hit with a vision of hot dad Bruno turning other parents’ or teachers’ heads while he’s just getting his kid from school lol), and asks them about their day while walking them home.

His children have always appreciated and loved their dad. They know he would always protect them, and save them if they were in danger, and he did his best to put them on the path to become kind people, and have a good education.

His children visit often, probably try to live close to him, too. And he is always delighted when his children decide to visit him and you, they will always have a place in his home and heart, and he considers raising them one of the greatest honors he’s ever had.

-Leone Abbacchio: You had a kid from a past relationship, so you immediately assumed a man like Leone wouldn’t be interested in getting serious with you. The idea really cemented in your mind when he started a casual relationship with you, and established immediately he: “wasn’t gonna play Daddy,” to your brat, no matter WHAT. He was just your on again off again pseudo-boyfriend who would come and go as he pleased, and he preferred it that way.

Cue you begging him just ONE time to babysit for you…your sitter had canceled last minute and he was the only other person you could turn to that you actually trusted with your kid.

He literally looks at you like >:|

You simultaneously can and cannot believe he groans at you and rolls his eyes. But he can’t just watch you beg for help when he knows he (maybe) could handle watching your kid for a few hours. His innate sense of justice makes him feel obligated to agree. But he’ll complain about it afterwards when you’re not running yourself ragged from stress.

He’s not the best with children, because he has no patience. Literally as soon as your kid starts complaining about being hungry or bored he already gets frustrated. He makes an active effort not to speak too harshly but he’s so used to saying and doing whatever he wanted now that he might’ve lost his composure a few times.

When you get home, your kid gestures at you to be quiet, before pointing at the couch. You follow their gaze and see that your damn replacement babysitter had fallen asleep.

“Did you grab him that blanket?” you ask your kid with a slightly disappointed but not surprised look at Leone. Your kid nods, and reports he fell asleep just a few minutes before you got home so it’s fine.

According to your kid’s report, Mr. Abbacchio is a bit scary and loud sometimes but overall was an ok babysitter.

Well…that’s about the best you could’ve hoped for-

But the next day Leone receives an angry call from you asking who taught your kid such atrocious Italian curse words.

It takes a while but…the deeper your relationship with Leone gets, the more he warms up to your kid too.

Eventually it even gets to where he’ll ask: “how’re you holding up, kiddo?”and ruffling their hair when he visits, or bringing a small toy as a gift for them (though he’ll deny going out of his way to get it, always saying he just Happened to come across it or it was on sale or something).

He’ll try to keep his distance though. He doesn’t want your kid even getting the Idea of looking up to a bad man like him. You tell him he shouldn’t worry about things like that, but then he asks you if you really want your kid growing up thinking being a gangster was a great idea.

You don’t respond, because you both know the answer.

-Gyro Zeppeli: (the dad jokes are SO BAD please free his children) The way he was raised and his observance of his dad definitely influences his parenting style. There are a few differences, but his deep respect for his father reflects in his own parenting, even when he didn’t agree with him all the time.

For example, he does not raise his voice to scold his children; it’s not something he’s ever even considered because he doesn’t need to. His tone and his words are enough to get his message across. He’s an affectionate and playful father in his own way, but when he is being serious his kids absolutely know and will smarten up. No feeling worse than when Papà was upset at them, not because he was scary or anything like that when he had to correct them, but because seeing him disappointed in them makes them feel so bad. He seems genuinely sad when they do something seriously wrong, and when he’s really, Really upset he’ll get quieter and more reserved for the rest of the day and dinner is awkward and silent, but before everyone retires for the night he’ll probably try to have a casual, calmer conversation with whichever kid or kids got in trouble, and usually they’re able to talk it out and it ends with him playfully ruffling their hair and reassuring them he could never stay disappointed with them.

The Zeppeli family history is long, and their traditions are intricate and serious. He follows those deeply ingrained ones, since he has a lot of pride in his family name. His eldest’s real name will only be known by him and you, and they’ll be trained as a doctor and an executioner. And he’ll teach them the spin, of course. But he’ll also instill in them a different genre of justice from what his father taught him: If something feels wrong to you, then act on it.

When it comes to the amount of kids, he imagines himself having quite a few, but he’s not really given it much thought. He grew up in a big family, with four younger siblings. That’s five kids in total. His parents handled it fine, so that must be a reasonable amount, right?

He’s genuinely confused when you take him saying he wanted five kids as another of his bad jokes.

Give him a break, he didn’t know that was a lot! He’s happy to just start with one and see how it goes.

He’s known from a young age that as the eldest he’d be carrying on the real legacy of the Zeppelis, so he faces parenting with grace and an impressive amount of acceptance. However, having plans to eventually be a father doesn’t translate into being completely prepared. He’s calmer than you would’ve expected but…you can tell he feels out of his element, despite the brave face he puts on.

He is a stricter, more serious father than you’d initially thought he’d be. But he is fair, and makes sure his kids know they can always come to him, and he’s still fun and playful when he doesn’t have to be firm. His children respect and love him greatly, though inevitably he’ll have a slightly different relationship with his eldest child due to the traditions of the Zeppeli family.

He’s not as good at being as stoic as his father, and he knows that shows when he’s teaching his eldest, but you assure him that showing his emotions to his children has gotta be much healthier for everyone involved than trying to be a completely impassive Executioner.

At the end of the day, compassion wasn’t a weakness, even for the eldest child in each generation of the Zeppeli line.

[muchmossymess]

A Revali Fanfic Recommendation

I urge you all to put your life on hold for a moment and go read this brilliant fanfiction:

A hundred years after the fall of Hyrule to Calamity Ganon, and the hero Link has finally sealed the darkness and freed the Divine Beasts of their curse - and with it, their pilots are finally free. But not just as spirits. Awake once again, the four Champions of old have a second chance at life and must re-adjust to this future world with their decendants. Well - all except for one Champion, who doesn't have a decentant. Or even anyone left alive that knew him. Teba is happy to take in his revived ancient idol as one of his own, but sharing a living space with a hundred year old Champion with an ego the size of his divine beast and who might have some issues he's not willing to share can be a lot sometimes and they don't always see eye to eye. Revali thinks he should return to leading the new generation of Rito warriors. Teba thinks this actual child should never have been leading warriors or fighting a war in the first place. Tulin is just excited to have the infamous Rito Champion in his house.

Beautifully written and lovingly crafted, this baby can fit so much trauma and whump into the most gut-wrenching and heat-breakingly found family story you may ever read. 130,000 words, 36 chapters (and still regularly updating!), and a CRIMINALLY low number of kudos. If that doesn't sway you, here is some gushing under the cut <3

You think you've read a champions revival fic before? This will have you saying "how the FUCK have I not seen this before" and completely change the way you view everything (mild exaggeration. m i l d). We have all of your favourite revali tropes: being a dick and getting owned, being a dick and being right, getting own and never showing those feelings to the light of day, getting killed, getting unkilled and loved, showing emotions but being super weird and revali about it, bonding with tulin!!, bonding with teba and the rest of rito village, bonding with the champions, having panic attacks and trauma, vah medoh being the best ever, being a terrifying force of nature, being an idiot kid, and so much more!

Do you like grumpy dad teba? Do you like revali swallowing his pride? Do you like revali immediately spitting his pride back up and being a bitchy bird? Do you like mipha and revali as gossip buddies? Do you like the complete and utter fool revali makes of himself everytime he so much as hears the name link? Do you like people seeing right through his facade and calling him out on it?

AND NOT TO MENTION THE WORLD BUILDING??? this fic is so in depth of the political climates, racism, lore, changes in culture during times of war, colonisation, biology of the races and just fucking everything?? It adds so much life to the world of hyrule I am genuinely shocked at how much this person clearly loves these games (botw/totk/aoc) and they are able to incorporate all of this amazing information in a way that flows so naturally and just hhrnngngg I am fucking insane about it. THE SCIENCE, oh my god how did I forget all the wonderous thoughts surrounding the divine beasts and the sheikah tech, oh god and how they write the magic system? Guys I swear it's so good.

Characterisation is on point, everyone feels so full of life and that they are reacting exactly how you would expect them too, and they just seem so real, like they are right beside you as you're reading. The author does an IMMACULATE job of drawing you in and making you feel a part of the story, all the while being just beautifully written?

Don't get me started on the attention to rito culture. I have never seen someone pour so much love into something before, genuinely on of the greatest things I've seen. I've always had a fascination over how the races of hyrule view each other, similarities and differences, how their cultures and histories intertwine, and conflicts that may arise. But oh. my. god. My jaw was on the floor every time, it's so rich and beautiful but not without the horrors (and oh god, they are Horrors tm) and again it's just so real!!!

Be warned, however, that there is gore and viscera and terror and hurt and war crimes and death (duh), but for each terrible thing to happen it is repaid tenfold in love and kindness somewhere down the line. (Unless you are into hurt no comfort, then sorry buddy!) It is a beautiful narrative and the exploration of trauma and self is mind boggling and just go read it!!! 😭 😭 😭 I just love this fic so much, it has instantly sky-rocketed to one of my top 3 favourite fics I've ever read, and I'm so grateful to have found it and now be along for the ride that if I could bring that to one more person then by god I will fucking do it

[vivalas-vega]

into you / jake ‘hangman’ seresin x reader

heyooooo -- this is a request I’m excited to finally get out! as always my requests are open and let me know what you think!

into you / jake ‘hangman’ seresin x reader

request: you can find that here!

word count: 2.3k

warnings: drinking, angst, miscommunication

You stood off to the side of the hangar after touching back down on the ground overlooking Jake and Phoenix as they laughed and talked about the training exercise, feeling your stomach twist in dread as you did. Phoenix looked ethereal, just as she always did, with the setting San Diego illuminating her profile and a smile bright enough to blind you… you couldn’t even be disappointed, of course the Navy’s two most beautiful pilots would just gravitate towards each other.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Rooster asked suddenly from beside you and you jumped as you placed a hand over your heart, looking around to try and see where the hell he might have come from.

“Can you like… announce yourself?” you asked, pulling yourself away from watching your heartbreak in real time to instead busy yourself with heading towards the locker rooms and of course Rooster was hot on your tail. 

“I said your name three times,” he pointed out and you rolled your eyes. “Seemed to be staring awfully intensely there… which one is it?”

“What are you talking about?” you tried to deflect, pushing the doors open and grabbing your civilian clothes from your locker as he leaned against the one beside yours. 

“I’ve been watching you watching them for a few weeks now but what I haven’t been able to observe is which one actually has your attention… unless it’s both?” he asked, genuinely curious as you let out a sigh.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Roo,” you said and he just smirked at you.

“Sure sure,” he finally decided after a moment of pondering his response, “you coming to the bar?”

“Yeah, I’ll meet you there,” you said with a soft smile as you unzipped your flight suit and Rooster took that as his cue to leave. You were terrified that he had been the one to pick up on it, you loved Rooster with your whole heart but you had never pegged him as the observant type, or one to even care enough to try and put the pieces together. Your only saving grace was that he hadn’t yet deduced who had captured your affections and you intended to keep it that way.

Jake had snuck up on you… when you all first got recalled you hadn’t thought much of him, other than he was a bit of an arrogant ass but the energy had shifted when he all but ran after Rooster and Maverick to save them from sudden death… when you learned you were going to be a permanent squad after Admiral Simpson had decided you all worked impeccably well together (after an adjustment period) it seemed his attitude change wasn’t just a phase. Sure, he was still a bit of an ass sometimes, but it was more endearing than it was before. You found yourself looking forward to his banter, and looking forward to the moments the two of you spent alone while everyone else was preoccupied at the bar. 

You’d started to learn more about him… his family, his upbringing, why he joined the Navy and he learned all the same about you. You’d call him a genuine friend, and one of your closest at that but somewhere along the way you found your stolen glances lingering, wanting to soak up as much of that smile or the way he commanded a room as you could and suddenly you were falling headfirst for Jake Seresin. Something you had never imagined you would do… but you had resorted to silent pining and longing stares because he seemed to focus his affection towards Phoenix. Over the past few weeks you’d noticed the two of them growing closer, something you were happy about considering other than Rooster those two had the most ground to make up, but you had this sinking feeling that it was more than mending fences. Each time you saw them laughing together or stealing looks across the ready room, clearly chuckling at some silent inside joke you couldn’t make any sense of you felt your heart ache in a way you’d never experienced before. 

“There she is! Kiddo, come rack ‘em!” Jake called out to you as you entered the Hard Deck and you couldn’t tell if his eyes raked down your form, clad in a sundress, or if you were simply going crazy and creating things that were never there. Your chest felt tight at the nickname he’d bestowed upon you… you knew it was a term of endearment, and that nothing negative was meant by it, you were simply just the youngest on the team but it made you feel rather juvenile every time he said it.

“Start without me, I need a drink,” you responded, waving him off as you approached Penny. 

“What’s the mood tonight? Beer or something stronger?” she asked and you gave her a smile.

“How about both?” you responded and she nodded, setting a shot in front of you as well as a fresh bottle of beer. You took the shot quickly and forgoed using the lime in favor of dropping it down the neck of your beer as you turned to walk towards the pool table, trying not to have a reaction to Phoenix and Jake going head to head. You decided to hang back, sitting in one of the stools beside Bob and giving him a mischievous smile when you reached your hand over to snag some of his peanuts. 

“Ma’am, that is theft,” he teased and you chuckled.

“Sharing is caring, Bobby,” you responded as you grabbed a few more and he didn’t put up a fight. You knew you were being more reserved than usual, you weren’t known for hanging off to the side or not forcing yourself into the limelight, and you knew everyone was picking up on it but you’d hoped no one would say anything. You made small talk with Bob and Fanboy, contributing the bare minimum to actually be considered a part of the conversation and you were doing everything in your power to avoid looking at the pool table. You had to get over this crush, it clearly wasn’t reciprocated and allowing yourself to give it anymore of your attention would only result in you feeling more hurt than you already did. It was time to nip it in the bud.

“You’re being more obvious now than you were before,” Rooster said, stepping into your bubble from behind and whispering in your ear, sending a shiver up your spine and you tried to ignore him as you let your dart fly towards the board, smirking when it landed dead center. 

“What do you mean?” you asked, lining up your second shot and being acutely aware of how close he still was.

“You couldn’t stop staring before, now you’ve barely spared them a second look… everyone knows you're off tonight and your avoidance is making the reason incredibly clear,” he replied and you shook your head as you threw your last dart. You turned your head slightly, taking a step forward when your face nearly collided with his to give him a questioning look before going to grab your darts from the board.

“Why are you so interested in this?” you asked as you wrote your score on the board and stepped aside to let Coyote take his turn. 

He shrugged, “things are slow, I like stirring the pot.”

“You’re insufferable,” you sighed, watching as Coyote secured his win against you and you begrudgingly gave him a high five. The dart board was where you were reigning champion, people gaining a victory over you was incredibly rare and you knew it was because your focus was elsewhere. 

“Incoming,” Rooster said suddenly, slipping away to get a fresh drink and you looked after him confused until suddenly your vision was clouded by Jake’s figure.

“Hey kiddo, what’s up?” he asked, slinging an arm over your shoulder as he pulled you over to the bar as well and you gave him a forced smile.

“Nothing new, you?” you replied and he gave you a strange look as he held up two fingers to Penny.

“That’s not what I meant, you seem different tonight.” 

“Just a long day, I guess,” you shrugged and he nodded but didn’t really buy it. 

“You sure that’s all it is?” he asked as he used his fingers to tilt your head towards him, forcing you to make eye contact and you gave a sharp nod.

“I’m fine, Jake,” you said, brushing off his contact, “I’m just going to go grab some air, thanks for the beer,” you said, grabbing the bottle and slipping through the crowd where you nearly stumbled out into the fresh air. You took in a deep breath, letting the smell of the ocean ground you as you chastised yourself for your behavior… he was just asking how you were, making sure you were okay, there was no reason to blow him off like that. You just couldn’t help it, you felt cornered and you were sure if he asked you again you were going to blurt out what you’d been trying so hard to tamp down.

“What is going on with you?” you heard from behind you and you jumped slightly as you turned to see Jake and you let out a sigh as you wiped a hand over your forehead. “Come on, kid, talk to me.”

“I’m not a kid,” you muttered and you felt embarrassed. You knew you were being indignant for no real reason. 

“You know that’s not what I- what’s wrong?” he asked, deciding to not let yourselves get sidetracked over something trivial.

“I told you, just a long day.” you tried but he was seeing right through you, he could tell just by looking at your eyes that there was something bothering you and he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

“Why have you been avoiding me?”

“I’m not,” you answered defensively, turning your attention back to the ocean as you leaned over the railing and he scoffed as he followed suit.

“I can’t help if you don’t tell me what’s going on. Did I do something?”

“I don’t need help, Jake.”

“I thought we were past this, since when do you not talk to me?” he pleaded and you did your best to avoid looking at him but you couldn’t help yourself and your resolve crumbled as soon as you met those green eyes. “What’s wrong?

“Since I-” you stopped for a moment, trying to come up with any plausible excuse or continuation of that sentence that wasn’t the truth but it just came flying out. “Everything’s wrong!” you nearly shouted and you didn’t miss the way he was taken aback. “Literally everything because I am so into you and you’re obviously into Phoenix which is great, but not so much for me at the moment. I’m handling it and I’m fine but I can’t really talk to you about that.”

“Wait what?” he asked, confusion clear on his face and you winced at the prospect of explaining yourself.

“I just… we don’t need to talk about it, Jake. I don’t want to talk about it,” you replied, turning your head back towards the water.

“No, I want to talk about it. Who the hell said I was into Phoenix?” he asked and this had your attention snapping back to him.

“You did, with your body language and the banter,” you said and you heard how stupid it was as it left your mouth and you watched him stifle a laugh. 

“Oh sweetheart,” he said and it came out rather patronizing, making your cheeks burn as you willed the tears to stay put until he was out of your sight. “Oh hey, no no no.” he said, noticing your eyes well up, “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m not into Phoenix.”

“You’re not?” you asked and he shook his head. 

“I’m into you,” he said, wrapping a hand around your forearm and pulling you away from the railing, closer to him. “I’ve been trying to tell you but I kept chickening out… Phoenix has actually been egging me on, telling me to just get it over with,” he said and your eyes widened. “I’ve liked you since the first day I met you but you’re too sweet, too good. I didn’t think you’d want anything to do with me,” he said with a shrug and you shook your head.

“I feel pretty stupid right now,” you chuckled. “I thought you wanted nothing to do with me because you always call me kid.”

“It’s easier to pretend I don’t want to kiss you every time I see you if I call you kid instead of sweetheart.” He yanked you closer, pressing your body against his as his hands settled on your waist and you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Well, you don’t have to pretend anymore,” you said with a small smirk and his lips were on yours in an instant. You melted into him, letting him take the lead and you moaned softly when his tongue trailed along your bottom lip. You soaked up as much of this feeling as you could… his hands gripping your body, his tongue exploring your mouth, and the way your whole body tingles from head to toe before he pulled away to grin down at you.

“So, sweetheart… Can I take you on a date?” he asked hopefully and you nodded.

“Yeah, I would really like that… but I was also thinking you could take me home?” you asked with a suggestive raise of your eyebrows and he was quick to wrap his hand around yours and tug you to his car.

“I like the way you think.” 

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correspondence and revelations shortly after Dagor Bragollach for @silmarillionepistolary

To, Caranthir Morifinwë Fëanorian Lord of the East

Dear cousin, it is with great sorrow which I greet you. The attacks of the Enemy took us all by surprise and I mourn the blow the loss of Thargelion will surely have on us all. Though I had never the chance to visit I had heard many great things of the eastern mountains, they were fair to behold, I am told, and I know that you loved it there. Still it gladdens me to hear that you and yours escaped for the most part unscathed. Know whatever aid and support we can spare is already on its way to you as you receive this letter.

I'm sure you know already that Celegorm and Curufin have taken up refuge among my people. You should know you they are well and whole. They, along with I, have sent letters detailing their arrival and stay. I have also sent some papers detailing preliminary adjustments to traderoutes and logistics for delivering aid among our people and allies. I am sure you have more than enough plans of your own and as always i defer to you judgement on such matters.

But all this aside I had another matter I wished to inform you of concerning one of the people of Haleth in Brethil. I have kept it to myself for some time but if anything has come from these last days is that none of us knows when doom will rear its head.

The Lady Haleth herself I met only a few times, when negotiating the terms of her people’s dwelling, and found her to be a woman of brusque and bright countenance. Indeed, when I learnt of her dealings with you I thought that the pair of you must have gotten on like a house on fire, else hated each other entirely. But I digress.

It was upon one of those meetings when I saw a child, I reckoned at the time, perhaps five by the count of Men often about her dwelling. No husband she ever spoke of nor did I ask. The child had her likeness and hearing of the tradgey that claimed the rest of her family, I thought perhaps his father had perished with her kin.

In truth, I thought little of it at all until some years ago, on a visit to the city of Menegroth, when I found a youth milling about the edges of the Girdle. It must have been two hundred years since I’d last seen him, the Haladin had since had two chieftains but the boy looked no older than twenty. He named himself a changeling in his own tongue and told me his father was one of the Eldar.

Erestor he called himself in Sindarin for though he’d lived among his people, at on the request of his mother had not taken her title. Instead he stayed as a counseler for his cousin and later his children and grandchildren. (The translation is a bit off I deem but he having learned more seems loath to correct it and resistant to advice) Either way, wishing to learn more of his father’s people and had come to Doriath to see if he may by his blood be permitted. I spoke with him a while and finding him genuine in his desire, brought him with me and vouched for him before Elu Thingol, the King.

Since then he visits the city every few summers and then returns to his people before the snows set in. He has had little trouble of it, for his mother’s features hide much of his fathers heritage and he is wont to pass through, drawing as little attention to himself as he can. But I found him curious and upon further investigation and despite his protests to the contrary, I am certain his father is Noldorin. In fact, on those rare occasions he does smiles without restrain cousin - were it not for his quiet temperament I know he did not inherit from his mother - I would have wondered if he was your own.

At any rate, considering the time and circumstances I first found him, it's likely it is that his father is among your people. I can think of any number of reasons such a thing would have been hidden from offical records but I truly doubt it could have happened without your knowledge. To the point, I thought, especially in the chaos of these days, you might pass on some news of the boy’s well being. I have had news from Brethil, written in the the his hand, they are well, if overwhelmed with refugees from Dor Lomin. But he is safe. Perhaps that might comfort his kin in Amon Ereb. And perhaps you could tell him that his child is a scholar in training. That he is happy, as much as any of us can be, and untouched by doom or darkness. May he remain so.

I hope I have not overstepped in my assumptions. Always I have hesitated in speaking on this subject. I just have with the loss of don't want to leave anything unsaid that ought to be.

That is all.

As I detailed before, i have sent ahead letters pertaining to more practical means. I have no doubt in your prompt reply. I wish you well, cousin. May Tilion watch your steps before the Dawn breaks.

Finrod Felagund King of Nargothrond

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Okay here's my idea that involves abortion

I have always thought that when a relationship ends badly it's easier to get over than the ones that end clean. Like if your partner did something horrible that led you to break up with them, like cheating or abuse or something like that, you'd be hurt at first then you'll understand that it's for the better and there's no reason to look back. But if your partner just fell out of love or you both just wanted different things then it's much harder to get over that person and the what-ifs after the break up. What if we compromised, what if somethings happened differently. You still have love for each other and even though you have broken up you still have hope that maybe we'll figure something out. So there's this uncertainty that doesn't let you move on. This story is kind of based on this uncertainty.

YN is a happy bubbly girl who's in a perfect relationship with the perfect person. They're together since first year of college. He's very loving and caring. They fit together perfectly. They have the same taste in almost everything and the ones they differ they adjust. They are big on their love for literature, like he recites poems to her and all that shit. She has friends but he her best friend and she's most comfortable with him. Her sense of humor is different than her but he adores that and he adores how awkward she can get around people sometimes. She can say whatever is in her mind without thinking who they're with. She's just overall a sunshine of a person. And he's very much in love with her. And he's genuinely a good guy and he's extremely handsome too. They're very secure in their relationship, never doubted each other's love, they fight like every other couple but they make up soon enough. They both see a future together and she dreams about having a family with him.

Now they're out of college and she's kind of working as an intern or just a low paying job in some company for now but she's constantly sending out resume so that she can get a better job based on her qualification. She has to get a job so she can afford paying rent for her shared apartment now that she's out of her dorm. Her boyfriend though, doesn't want to get a smaller job. He knows he deserves better and he has worked hard for his degree and he won't settle for anything less. He had his shared apartment with his best friend all through college and they're still living together. He didn't work part time jobs, he only focused on his studies and his other hobbies (literature and art and stuff) and he was living off of the pocket money his father gave him each month which was more than enough. His family is kind of wealthy. Like they have their own business and he got his business degree so he can join his family business later but he first wants to get the experience of working for others on his own. His brother is already working with his father and both his dad and brother doesn't agree with his decision to not join their business immediately. But he has his own values and he thinks he has to prove himself, that he can do good on his own with his hard work.

YN is sharing an apartment with an employee in her office, who is in a higher position than her. This girl is slightly older and very put together, always hot and sexy, totally opposite of YN because she's very careless about how she dresses and looks but she has this clumsy messy cute enchanting vibe going on for her so she gets along with people really well. Though this girl is not like her closest friend they're good friends and appreciate each other and spend time together when they're not going out on their own and sometimes they go out with their friends from office.

Everything is nice and fine. Then one day this girl meets Harry in a club when she was out with her friends. She brings Harry home but YN is spending the night with her boyfriend in his apartment (his best friend is also good friends with YN so the three of them spend time together often). So Harry and this girl starts sleeping together but whenever they do YN is always out because her roommate doesn't want to make it awkward for her but she has told YN about Harry. So about one month of them sleeping together and talking to each other they decide they want to date each other. Because this girl is attractive and hot and all things that Harry is interested in and Harry is obviously attractive and has a good job and he's a bit younger than the girl too. But Harry doesn't quite believe in love and marriage and forever and all that. Like "how can you spend all your life with one person, that's just prison, you get bored but don't say anything because you don't wanna hurt the other person so you end up being secretly miserable the rest of your life". He dates people, cares about them, he's a good boyfriend but has commitment issues (i haven't thought much about his background tbh). But then he meets YN and everything changes.

This is the background. But I imagined the story starting from when Harry and the roommate are already officially dating for about two weeks and they come to the apartment when YN is there cooking. Because her boyfriend had to go somewhere urgently so she came back home. So she's cooking and signing in the kitchen and Harry and her roommate stumbles into the apartment with their tongues down their throats and they don't notice her and she lets them continue for a few seconds then starts laughing which is probably rude but she's kinda oblivious like that sometimes. And then she says sorry and says "it's nice to finally meet you Harry". And well Harry's head is spinning from the embarrassment and the rush and seeing this adorable girl wearing a cute apron with a messy bun and a teasing smile. Something happens to him but he doesn't understand. Her roommate says sorry too, and introduces them properly. One more thing about her roommate is she is not very talkative, only talks when necessary, fun but in a classy way, like she's always looking perfect no misplaced hair kinda girl, not mean but very stiff (idk if I'm making sense). Like the sexy and mysterious kind which is probably why Harry is attracted to her. But she's very nice with YN and cares about her as much she can. So anyway, YN tells why she came back and the three of them end up hanging out and eating the food she was making and Harry goes back home (no sex for him that night sorry Harry). Harry liked talking to YN and spending time with her so he wants to do that more. Sometimes he would suggest they go on double dates and they come to the apartment and spend the night with their respective partners and then have breakfast in the morning and all four would go their on way. Harry becomes somewhat friends with her boyfriend in the process. But he really became close with YN and he really like spending time with her so now he finds excuse to spend time with her alone in their apartment. It became so much that he felt like he's dating her roommate just so he can hang out with YN. Soon enough Harry realizes that his feelings for YN is deeper than he thought and now he's questioning his beliefs about love and stuff. He has gotten himself in a weird situation and he can't do anything about it because YN and her boyfriend love each other very much and she genuinely doesn't think of him as more than a friend. And he feels jealous of her boyfriend that he gets to have all her affection. So he settles with the very little alone time he sometimes gets and the shared time when they're all hanging out together and he fantasizes about her then feels guilty for thinking of her like that. He starts to make himself busy so that he has less time to be with his girlfriend so that he doesn't end up imagining YN when he's sleeping with her. He has no other way, if he breaks up with her then she probably won't want YN to hang out with Harry.

But everything comes to a stop when one day he comes to see his girlfriend (really he came to see YN) and notices that YN looks sad and when he goes inside he sees that her boyfriend is their and he looks sad too. YN tells him to wait in his girlfriend's room and that they'll be in her room. Then Harry hears hushed shouting from her room and then when he hears the front door open and close he goes to the living room and sees that YN is sitting on the couch cover her face and her boyfriend has left. Harry sits beside her and she just hugs him and cries and he comforts her. She then tells him that her boyfriend got the perfect job in newyork which is the other side of the country and he's taking the job and moving to new york because this is the perfect opportunity for him and he won't settle for less here. But he also doesn't want to leave her here so he asked her to come with him but she doesn't want to leave her family and friends here, yes he's right that she can get a job there but she doesn't want to move to the other side of the country and leave her life behind. They had a huge argument and they didn't reach any conclusion. No one is ready to compromise and it feels like both of them are right and both of them are wrong at the same time. It's all very overwhelming for them so they decided to sleep on it then discuss after few days because they have to make a decision because he has to go there in two weeks. Harry listens to everything she says but he doesn't know what to say, he doesn't like seeing her sad ge has never seen her like that and it's breaking his heart. Then his girlfriend comes home and sees that Harry is caressing her hair and she's sleeping with her head in Harry's lap. She fell asleep from all the crying. Her roommate is not bothered seeing them like that but she immediately knows something is wrong with her and Harry tells her as much.

Then when she finally talks to her boyfriend after few days they reluctantly decide that they're gonna take a break and see how things will go if they can survive without each other and when he comes back for Christmas (which is months and months away) they'll figure out if they can do this or they should just break up. But this break feels like break up and they both know it. They decide they're gonna talk through texts and calls as much as they can. But they both know that they have to put distance between them because they can't string them along because they know they're not gonna change their mind. They know each other too well. But still they're gonna pretend that this is just a break a breather to figure things out and they'll look forward to Christmas and hopefully they'll figure it out. They love each other too much to lose all hope.

He goes to new york, they try talking as much as they can but they're also trying to stay away as much as they can. One month in Harry breaks up with his girlfriend and it's amicable because they lost the spark (they didn't even last 5 months really and 3 of them Harry has been crushing on YN heavily). Two months in the conversation between YN and her boyfriend becomes almost non existent. She's trying to move on but then she can't find it in herself to not look forward to Christmas because she's still in love with him. She's hanging out with Harry a lot in his apartment (which her roommate strangely never got to visit because Harry doesn't like having people over). So they become more close, closest friend, best friend and she starts to notice Harry, like really notice him. So that creates some confusion in her head. But she knows that it's happening because she's in this weird situation with her boyfriend and she's lonely. She knows she's attracted to Harry a bit but she still loves her boyfriend and she still has hope for them, so she doesn't dwell in the idea of Harry and she also knows Harry doesn't believe in love. She doesn't know that she has changed Harry's views on love. Then they get drunk at Harry's apartment one night and sleep together. She gets pregnant. Which she finds out pretty early on somehow. But before she finds out she's pregnant she and her boyfriend kind of just start talking regularly which she initiated because she cried her heart out because of guilt of having slept with someone else when she's obviously very much hung up on him (not that she regretted sleeping with Harry nor did she mention what she did with Harry to him) and all the overwhelming feelings, so she texted him saying she misses him and he admits that he tried to not text her in an attempt to get over her but it's not really working. Then she finds out she's knocked up and she loses her mind. Guilt, fear, uncertainty, the hope she had of reuniting with her boyfriend that's dying, the fact that she's doesn't want to have a baby this young, she's not ready at all and she doesn't want to bring a baby into this world who wasn't made out of love and she always saw her boyfriend as the father of her kids. She's overwhelmed. She wouldn't say it's a mistake but it's not what she wants and she doesn't know what Harry would think about this situation, if he wants to have kids at all because he doesn't seem like the type of person who'd want a family of his own. She goes to talk to Harry and he tells her "it's your body your choice". He would have liked to have a kid with her, he would have liked to have her as his girlfriend but he understands they're both young and they are not together and she's still hopeful about Christmas. So they decided to abort. And Harry is there to support her and take care of her. But with just one month till Christmas and her boyfriend's return and spending all her free time with Harry in his house and getting closer and closer to him while still having a semi regular text conversation with her boyfriend that's become more and more distant, she realizes that she's falling for Harry. And she thinks it's for better because she her boyfriend has lost the attachment significantly and she hasn't changed her mind about moving with him and she knows he's not gonna move back here soon. So she thinks it's better if they let go of each other. She decides that she's gonna tell him that when they meet during Christmas. But she doesn't know how Harry actually feels about her. He's very caring and gentle with her, very loving friend and they spend all their time together but does he feel something romantic for her or does he see her just as best friend. She is doubtful but she's gonna tell Harry how she feels after she talks with her boyfriend.

When her boyfriend comes back and they meet at his family home on Christmas eve, they give each other Christmas presents and she spends some time with his family and then they talk it out. They both agree that they have to let each other go. He tells her that he met someone a few weeks ago and he can see himself dating her but he wanted to talk YN first. She tells him about how she's spending time with Harry and might be falling in love with him and leaves all the other details out of it (no one needs to know about the baby and other stuff, she feels guilty and terrible that she's not being honest with him but she doesn't want to hurt him anymore). He tells her that he's happy if she finds happiness with Harry. They tell each other that they'll always have love for each other and always will be special and they'd still be friends.

Then she goes to Harry's place and tells him everything. They confess and well it's a verry happy Christmas for them

I hope tumblr doesn't swallow it this time

- 🦥

WOOWOWOW! This is like the whole story basically babe! I have almost no work to do here lol!

I really like this idea! It feels like a lovely little slow burny thing and eventual discovery of feelings and moving on in life (like how it is in reality - we grow out of some people and into others). This is such a good idea! And I think as far as the abortion topic goes it's a very minor part of the story in general.

Thank you for this!

xoxo

[eldritchcreatureofwords]

Helluvaboss? Never seen it? Oh cool, cool, I gotchu boss. It's a silly, goofy cartoon adult show about silly Imps who go down to earth and murder people they're hired to murder! Lots of sex jokes, swearing, and absurd situations. The best part is one is fucking a literal prince and they're into BDSM and bondage so LOTS of fun sexy jokes and moments there! Here, I'll introduce you:

This one? Oh yeah, this one's the main character. He adores ponies and makes dozens of horse OC's for a pony show he likes, pairing them up and making whole little relationship charts for them. He also has several horse plushies and hand makes his own horsie branded things; but he can't really spell so he does his best. He has a stuffed horse his boyfriend gave him called Spirit Jr . because Spirit is his favorite movie, and he's a deeply loving man who cares intensely for the people he considers family and is protective of them to the point of risking himself. He desperately craves love and affection despite hating himself so much that he genuinely believes he's not and has never been worth anyone's!

This one? Oh, this one's the main character's best friend-turned-enemy-turned-best friend. It's a long story. He's a fully disabled sweetheart who adores his boyfriend with all his heart and would quite literally run himself ragged to make people smile. He's a soft, gentle, kind-hearted babydoll who doesn't believe he's good enough to have the fame that he's earned through struggle, pain, and hard work or the love of his boyfriend, and wants nothing more then to be a happy little lap kitty with happy friends and the open affection of his partner!

These two? Oh, this is Moxxie and Millie. They work for the Main Character and they're a happily married, emotionally stable, well adjusted and healthy couple! They have their problems like anyone else, of course, but they ultimately get through their issues with communication, patience, and understanding, and they love each other deeply and dearly- they'll do anything for the other.

Millie is an emotionally intelligent, loving, motherly rough and tumble type who loves a good scuffle but is nothing but gentle towards her friends and loved ones, unless they need a kick to the butt. She's overly competitive and sometimes her anger gets the better of her, but she's ultimately about the most well adjusted person in the cast! Moxxie is a shy, anxious, socially awkward love bug who really just wants to listen to his musicals and cuddle his wife in peace! He adores art in almost any form, in 110% whipped and both knows and loves it, and he's terrified of rejection and desperate for the approval of those around him!

He's a little crack shot and arguably the most lethal person in the cast, but legitimately can't bring himself to fire a shot in the first episode because he might be ruining an innocent family, and that thought destroys him! Give him a gun and a bullet and your ass is finished, but he'd really rather not!

This is Stolas! He's the main character's boyfriend- er, sort of. It's a whole thing. He's been in a fridge! He's a depressed, socially anxious mess who loves romance novels, singing, telenovas and romcoms! He wants to be swept up in a whirlwind romance, and is desperate to find happiness and love after being forced into an abusive arranged marriage to a woman who he's as gay as a unicorn's fart! He has and adores a daughter with his whole heart and she may be among the only things keeping him alive and kicking! He's a genuinely kind, sweet, and deeply loving man who cares quite a bit for our Main Character and, despite his flaws, wants the best for the people around him!

This one? Oh, this one. This one's Loona. She's our Main Character's adopted daughter. Loona regularly physically assaults her father, wounding him both mentally and physically! She's a mean, bad tempered ball of attitude and rejection issues, who picks on Moxxie, antagonizes everyone else, and can't have even one drink because you 'won't like her' even after one. She drops the ball on her responsibilities most of the time, and when she does do her job she does it badly and with attitude. She's angry, antisocial, and aggressive, and she won't hesitate to get in anyone's face about anything. (She's also quite loyal, surprisingly kind, shy, and very sweet...but she wouldn't want you to know that. And we're not covering anything they wouldn't want you to know!!)

[l-e-i-n-t-h]

Me judging every character in HOTD

I read the book in 2019, and even then I was Team Black and believed many of the things depicted in the book could be propaganda or deformations cause I happen to be a historian and it's not that uncommon. I'm also 39 and no longer believe in pretty privilege. I've been in tumblr for more than 12 years and I've seen rivers of ink (or bits) flow trying to excuse or overanalyze the actions of all sorts of male characters because they happen to be played by beautiful faces. I've done it myself, but I'm too old for it now.

As a good historian I already declared my biases, so here I go with the characters:

Alicent is a bad mother. Her motherhood wasn't desired nor joyful, so it's understadable but it does affect the way her children are. Viserys was also quite neglectful, due to his health and his personal flaws. Alicent's family reeks of generational trauma, and it's not a surprise coming from such a cold and manipulative patriarch as Otto, who didn't even want to hear his daughter's troubles. As I saw in another post, all of Team Green is touch deprived: they need each other's arms but they don't hug each other as they long for.

I don't give a rat's ass about Alicent's sins. Sin away, woman, and enjoy.

I do slut shame Criston Cole cause I enjoy despising him. Being the genuine murderer he is, slut shaming is just a very small fraction of what he deserves. I see him as one of those guys that resent a girl for rejecting them and then go on to commit mass murder, blaming her for it. I'm not in love with him so I don't excuse nothing of him, specially sending ser Arryk to his death so stupidly and hypocritically.

Aegon is a bad king, who enjoys cruelty not at the level Joffrey did, but to a certain point, considering he raped a girl and celebrated his nephew's death with a feast. Another pretty face I'm immune to.

Helaena is a sweet angel. I miss Blood and Cheese tha way it happened on the book, but the result is pretty much the same.

I already talked about Otto, and we all know Larys Strong is a thousand times worst.

Aemond has always been a little psycho. He was bullied by his brother and nephews, but there's something else to a child who almost smashes the head of a boy 4 years younger than him with a rock. His scene in the brothel makes a lot of sense, and the fact that he believes Daemon is afraid of him is just... hilarious.

Speaking of Daemon, that's another pretty face that doesn't move me in the least. He's an asset for his team, probably the best warrior in the entire show, but he's also unpredictable, violent, irascible and not much of a good father or husband. Matt and Emma have chemistry, but their characters' ship doesn't give me feels, only red flags. Daemon is a walking red flag, the only maladjusted person in Team Black right now.

Team Black is family. They do touch each other. The parallel between Alicent being unable to console her child and Rhaenyra interrupting her son's teary eyed report to embrace him is sublime. Rhaenyra enjoys being a mom, loves her children dearly, and expresses it.

Rhaenyra does suffer a lot. In like ten days she loses her father, her daughter, her throne, her son, her trust in her husband, and sees a brave man off himself in front of her. I think that she is well adjusted, or at least as well as you could expect of a Targaryen in the GOT universe. She loves freely, she grieves as she needs and doesn't choke on her tears, trying to keep a facade. She hasn't become cruel yet.

Team Black's council passes the Bechdel test, and I find it so refreshing. Rhaenys and Corlys make for the perfect power couple, and the fact that Alyn and Adam of Hull are grown men gives me hope their conception wasn't a blemish on that marriage, cause in the book it was.

Rhaenys is the second most powerful asset in Team Black and she's just SO GREAT. I enjoy tremendously the way she doesn't walk on egg shells around Daemon.

Ultimately, if you're in doubt, ask yourself which team do the Starks of Winterfell support. That's all you need to know.

Disclaimer: love whatever character you want, and write whatever meta gives you feels and joy. I just think it's funny, when the episode just arrives, the tag is full of kind of what actually happened, but a few days after it, it's full of metas oozing with love for toxic male characters and eternal hate for the writers for doing murder baby wrong. A character doesn't need to be moral to be enjoyable, though I understand the appeal for having both.

Damn I was young and less asexual once, I swear XD

[rockpaperscissuhs]

HBO WAR SUMMER EXCHANGE 2024 for @lovememadly92

George Luz x OC, Post-War

George Luz is finally back in America, and facing the new challenges of returning to a “normal” civilian life. He feels listless, suffering from intrusive memories and nightmares, and even as he spends his days surrounded by family and coworkers, he misses the structure and companionship of his friends from Easy. Then one day, he crosses paths with María Gonzáles, a sister of an old friend of his from the same working-class neighborhood. María has been struggling to adjust to post-war life, too. She married in 1941, and her husband shipped out to the Philippines not long afterward. She made the most of the unprecedented opportunities for women in the workplace during the war, enjoying the freedom and empowerment, and earning good pay to support her family. But then, tragically, her husband was killed in 1944 in the Battle of Leyte. Then less than a year later, one of her brothers was killed in the Battle for Iwo Jima. Once the war ended and men returned to their old jobs, she was let go from her position she’d enjoyed for the last 3 years. 

When María mentions that she is looking for a job, George offers to put in a good word for her at the company that's hiring next door to his work. They’re only willing to give her a “women’s job,” despite her experience making her more qualified than plenty of the men they employ, but she accepts the offer. There are challenges adjusting to the new work, but she learns quickly, and is determined to prove her ability and worth. She also has to try her best to get along with new coworkers- many of whom don’t think she belongs there due to her gender, race, or both.

Given the proximity of their work and homes, George and María also often cross paths before or after work, or during their breaks, and they exchange friendly greetings. As a result, some of the witnesses of these exchanges often tease or ask George about her. But every time, he flatly insists that absolutely nothing was, nor would ever happen between the two of them. (After all, she is still mourning her husband, and he believes her to be far out of his league, anyways.) Meanwhile, George rekindles his old friendship with María’s brother, who is also coping with his experiences overseas fighting in Europe, and he becomes a regular welcomed guest in their family’s home. 

Once the days start becoming shorter, George slips into the routine of accompanying María on their commute between work and home. As a result, the two of them spend more time talking and getting to know one another better. His humor and energy help lift her up, and her compassion and empathy help bring down his walls, and they realize they’re able to speak freely to each other about their experiences, hopes, and struggles. 

All of a sudden, their attraction has blossomed into genuine feelings of love. But María is torn between her desire to honor her late husband’s memory, and her feelings for George. Meanwhile, he is scared to speak up or make a move, and risk making things uncomfortable, or ruining their friendship. Can they be able to resist the gravitational pull they feel toward one another? Will they be able to work through their fears and well-deserved find happiness with each other?

[slashingdisneypasta]

Foxy Coltrane x Crazy!Reader || Headcanons

Topic: Foxy with an S/O who hates Otis.

Warnings: Hating on Otis, curses, threats, smuttiness (Specifically meaning talk of cum, penis, and um... volume+proximity to other people)... look, its Driftwood-Coltrane fanfiction. Its not gonna be clean.

For as long as you've known this family, which is pretty much as long as you've been friends with Foxy (He brought you home his next time visiting them. He said you're crazy and you'll fit right in- which you do XD )- you have h a t e d Otis.

He brushed you the wrong way immediately when one of the first things he said near you was putting Foxy down (Someone you really like. Someone you genuinely just click with. Someone who later becomes more then a friend). You tried to give him the benefit of the doubt, I mean brothers do mess with each other right?

But goddamnit. The more you tried to look for a redeeming quality in this piece-of-crap man, the less you liked him. He was just gross. He's gross, and cranky, and god d a m n i t, those r a n t s. Just shut up! You're not as smart as you think! No one is listening to you. You're the boss of no one!

Anyway, so your stance on Otis has been pretty steady since the beginning. You god along great with everyone else, cuz like Foxy said you a r e crazy, so they loved you and they didn't put you off at all. You could even have a good time with them when Otis was there, you just didn't really interact with him.

As for Otis' own feelings... well, Otis doesn't like anyone (Except maybe Baby. And he clearly has a soft spot for Mama Firefly too otherwise he would never have come down to dinner in the first movie and brought... whoever was in that jar for her. I cant clearly hear the name.). So he pretty much disliked you from the beginning too. Took one look at you, rolled his eyes and moved on.

Foxy... is a big fan of your distaste for his brother honestly XD Like, you like him more??? Really??? Hell yes. He is fucken better.

And every time that you snap at Otis (Whether it be because he said something rude towards your favourite person, Foxy, or just cuz he was getting on your nerves by... you know... existing- ), Foxy just has this shit-eating grin on his face and he'll keep you safe if Otis decides to lash out and try to hurt you for it. He'll aim a loaded shot gun right at his brother and mean it. And Otis will see that he means it.

(Sure, he may not intend to actually kill Otis like you might enjoy, just wound him, but uh- being shot is gonna hurt like a bitch no matter where the wound is)

It turns him on, too. Like goddamn- the moment you grit your teeth and growl or even spit at Otis- Foxy feels himself getting as hard as rock. The first few times this happens, he doesn't both you about it. He's a grown man, he can handle this. And by 'handle this', i do not mean jerk off. I mean he'll just, sort of, adjust his jeans and live with it until he stops being turned on and it softens up again?? He ignores it, basically. Yes, he will have a yucky creamy mess in his underwear (Or? Just his jeans?? I don't know if these men would wear underwear. They stinky) but eh he can live it. He's gross, you must know this.

One day either you notice it (I mean how can you not? I bet you good money Foxy's pretty large, bigger than Otis and thats saying something, and that would create a thick indentation in his pants 😅😅😅), or Foxy draws your attention to it (Having decided that, yeah. He does wanna fuck his friend. Lets give this a try and see if you're into it), and welllllllllll~

That begins your more then friends thing with Foxy XD

And oh! Yes. You can bet your bottom dollar you are extra loud when Foxy's fucking you in the Firefly house. You dont give a fuck if most of the family hears, they don't care themselves (Mama Firefly is probably just like 'Oh good for sweet Winnie~ ^^ ~', Baby rolls her eyes like 'Ugh, i'm trynna watch a fricken movie here!', Spaulding is at work, Tiny figures someone's having a tantrum upstairs which is pretty standard, RJ just leaves like 'fuck this i'd rather be outside anyway', and Grandpa... 😂😂 sorry but Grandpa probably cheers you on- )- you just want Otis to know how good Foxy is in every single aspect. Its a low blow, but hell if you care?? Otis is a bastard.

Foxy thinks your craziness is amusing and adorable, and he's so chuffed that the one you're crazy for is him.

You're also super affectionate with Foxy when Otis is around. I mean, you're normally affectionate with Foxy (How could you not be?? Look at him! Tell me you don't wanna give him kisses and hug him) because he's great, but it definitely hits different when Otis' (self imposed) lonely ass is around to see it. No one wants worship him, do they?? Nope.

Like, you're all over him like some kind of obsessed love-struck freak (And, again, who could blame you? look at him-). Running your hands up his sides or over his chest (Dipping under his shirts sometimes), your lips on is jaw or giving him a very deep very obscene tongue-kiss, sitting sideways his lap so you can still see him and have intimate whisper-little talks with him (And kicking Otis if you're close enough 😅😅), sucking slow and wet hickeys into his neck while he watches his old movies, etc.

Again- Foxy does not mind at all 😂😅😅 He loves it actually. He doesn't move to stop you at all. In fact, if he brings Otis around you (Which he loves to do on purpose, because he loves to see how protective and loving you get about him when you see Otis with him) he will apologise. Like 'Sorry, sweetheart... couldn't get a sitter on such short notice. Its not my fault y'cant schedule your booty calls better, sweet thing... he'll jack off in the bushes or something.'.

You are totally willing to brawl with Otis if you it comes to it!! If he keeps insulting Foxy, or you, or just reach your limit- you have lunged at him before and Foxy has had to catch you, throw you over his shoulder and walk off like 'nope you, crazy pants, are the best fuck i've had in a while; you're not gettin' yourself killed that easy on my watch'.

Otis... Otis is not much more disturbed or pissed by your attitudes towards him then he is by everyone else's annoying little Things that he hates. He's not bothered, basically (Cuz uh, being annoyed and cranky are his default settings), and that pisses you off more.

... but hey. At least Foxy feels good ^^

[avaetin]

Interviewer: Do the two of you ever fight? Nico: Hmm… I don't recall… Aeon: Of course, we did. One time. Nico: We did? Aeon: Yes. A few weeks ago? Nico: …. Oh. Ohhh. Right. (laughs awkwardly)

---- Comment section: Daddydaddydoooo:!!! Purr-fect-shun: Uh-oh. Dun dun dunnnn NDAPS: NOOOOOO. DADS, MARRIAGE IS A JOURNEY. THERE ARE UPS AND DOWNS TO IT, BUT YOU HAVE TO DO IT TOGETHER AND SUPPORT EACH OTHER. DON’T EVER EVEEEER SEPARATE IS2G!!! NicosAngel: Daaaads noo 😭😭😭 ----

Interviewer: The comment section is going crazy! (laughs) Nico: (looks over) It's nothing serious, don't worry. Uhh… (looks at Aeon) Maybe you should share. Aeon: Are you embarrassed? Nico: (looks away) Aeon: (laughs) Okay. (squeezes Nico's hand) Aeon: It was on his birthday. We fought on his birthday. I was supposed to fly down to Seattle the morning of his birthday, but due to circumstances, my appointment was rescheduled the day before. I didn't tell him, though, because I wanted to surprise him. Supposedly, he has no plans, so I enlisted the help of our friends to set up a birthday dinner. Interviewer: Ah, yes! We saw the posts. It was a grand celebration. (screen behind them lights up showing IG posts from Nico's celebrity friends)

---- Comment section: chippichappa: This is calling me poor in 47 different languages. HonesToxic: Get you a husband who's rich enough to fund your extravagant lifestyle. NDAPS: @HonesToxic, excuse you, our meow meow is rich on his own. He doesn't need his husband to take care of him, he can take care of himself :P NDAPS: #BestHusbandAwardTho ----

Aeon: Everything was perfect. The venue had been booked and decorated, his friends and our families confirmed attending… I genuinely thought he'd be happy, but while he did look happy, he looked disappointed. So I, approaching him from behind, asked, "You don't like the party, love?" At this point, he still didn't know that my business appointment got cancelled, so he didn't know I was there. Nico: (buries his face in his hands in embarrassment) Aeon: He immediately turned around, stared at me for maybe about... three seconds, before he suddenly started crying. Interviewer: Nico did?

Aeon: Yes. His sister had a video of it. (shows a video of Nico crying and Aeon fussing over him) (everyone around them confused about what's happening) Nico: (buries his face on his husband's arm in mortification) Damn it, Bianca. Interviewer: So why did he cry? Aeon: (smiles) He thought I wouldn't be there for his birthday. Interviewer: Maybe it's because you celebrated his birthday the year before in such a grand manner that the fact that you're not there for the second year made him sad. Aeon: That's it. I didn't think he'd be so upset about it. Anyway, I had to pull him aside because we couldn't start the party with the celebrant crying. We talked about it, and well, long story short, regardless of any engagements we have in the future, we're going to celebrate any occasions together. No exceptions. Interviewer: That doesn't sound like a fight, though. Nico: It's a very minor one. That's why I thought we never had one. Aeon: I don't think we would ever have major arguments, though. We're very open with each other. We encourage each other to talk if we have any problems, regardless of whether it's major or minor. And we adjust our schedules accordingly so we can spend time with each other. Nico: Marriage is about communication. And I've never met anyone who could communicate with me as clearly and effectively as he can. Interviewer: Well, we do hope that your marriage is everlasting. All of us are rooting for the two of you! Aeon: Thank you. And don't worry, it will be. (kisses Nico's hand)

---- NDAPS: Of course it is! NicosAngel: Of course it is! 😤 I'll bring down anyone who wants to come between. chippichappa: I think most of us were just called single in 47 different languages.

@haiseiscute333 @sunshines-child

[felixravinstills]

the ravinstill family is actually normal, well adjusted, and loving (i’m genuinely curious what they would look like without all that….ravinstillness)

ask game

Lily, I'm gonna be so real. I think I chose the most not fulfilling your request way to fulfill your request.

I think to try and keep them the same people while also trying to get them anywhere near normal, well-adjusted, and loving (outwardly. inwardly, I think they all genuinely care for each other. they're just bad at it), I introduced Time Traveling! Max... A character who is actively talking to his brother (wow!)

Unfortunately, we have only moved from no communication basically to... uh selective communication. And also today, we can momentarily glance over at Max's brother who I do think about a lot. He's weird too. Like in my mind... all the Ravinstills are weird.

Anyway, thanks for the ask!

Snippet below:

Felix was a loud and fussy baby.

“He’s not like that when he’s older,” Max had told him when Albanus had remarked upon it.

Albanus had nodded. He was the one who is only half-listening now as he rocked his newest grandson in his arms.

That other time— that other world, it hardly matters to him. Half the time, he’s not convinced it’s anything more than his brother’s imagination.

Besides, time proves Max wrong. Sure, Felix doesn’t cry as much, but he’s chattering away like Albanus did when he'd been that age. At the age of five, He’s all smiles and his favorite thing to do is have his parents swing him up into the air as they walk down the Corso.

Leaning his arms on the railing beside the stairway of the Presidential Palace, Albanus asks if his brother if prefers this version of Felix to the quiet one he remembers in his head. He stand in the ensuing silence, watching Max's jaw work and brow furrow.

After a moment, he shrugs.

“I should care, I think, that he’s different,” Maximinius says after another beat. He opens his mouth to speak again, and then closes it.

Albanus smiles. Both are his grandson, so to Max, it doesn't really matter if he's changed.

"Some of him is the same," Max offers, and Albanus doesn't ask him to elaborate.

He doesn’t ask why Maximinius only really talks about Marius, Gnaeus, and Felix from that other world. He only likes listening to the topic, because he knows that Max hasn't shared his supposed memories with Volumnia. It's nice having one over on her.

He watches Max watch the rest of their family— Albanus' brood of children and grandchildren. The two youngest of Albanus' grandchildren get along today which is a relief. Kassandra loves to be a little instigator, and Felix gets uncomfortable when she speaks ill of their great-uncle.

Today, she's braided his hair, and now, she's painting his nails. She's got a shade of blue for each finger, or so she says. Felix is quite excited about it.

“He’s happy now, because of what you’ve done here," Albanus tells his brother, because he needs to know that he forgives him for all the things that didn't happen.

Max looks at him. It’s a familiar expression. It’s the one he wears looking at , observing the changes.

Albanus raises a finger before he can open his mouth again.

"I don't want to know."

Maybe Albanus has changed from that imagined time in Maximinius' mind. he can’t say for sure if he has. It might be for the best that he never knows for sure.

He remembers when they were children, and his words went in one of Max's ears and out the other. His brother had always seen him as an idiot, and you don't confide in an idiot unless you're crazy enough to believe you've got some second chance at life after fucking it up the first time.

Albanus thinks he should care about that, but Max was his brother and that old world wasn't this one.

His eyes return to the scene below him.

Perhaps, that is their family's problem. They can't bring themselves to care for much of anything except each other.

The children have not yet noticed the president and their grandfather peering down at them.

Albanus shakes his head as he watches three bottles of open nail polish tip over onto the beautiful red rug.

Four teenagers and one young adult scramble to minimize the damage while Felix and Kass start pointing fingers— badly painted ones at one another. It's neither of their faults, they say.

Beside him, Max clears his throat, and all heads turn towards them.

It's not good for the children to know the extent of what they can get away with, so Albanus prepares to care about the rug.

[bluegekk0]

How does each family react to being shown random forms of appreciation or affection from each other like receiving gifts, compliments or just simply hugs?

For example Like would some of them be better and more accepting of receiving a Random gift from someone or will they react more like “why did you do this I have done nothing”

Long post so I'm putting a divider here.

Vyrm, as I mentioned before, would most likely feel a tad stressed about it. He still hasn't fully accepted the fact that others around him may treat him with unconditional kindness, so an unexpected gift from stranger would immediately put him in the "do I deserve this?" and "how do I repay them?" mindsets, and he has a tendency to obsess over that to the point it becomes unhealthy. When it comes to gifts within the family, that isn't as much of a problem. He still feels the need to give them something in return, but he has been assured many times that he's loved unconditionally, so he doesn't spiral into panic if he can't repay them. With compliments, he remains very humble, and in response to compliments about his appearance coming from Grimm, he often blushes and gets a bit distracted; even by now he's not used to being complimented like this, and Grimm's alluring energy most certainly gets to him. When it comes to hugs, he finds unexpected acts of physical affection a bit startling but not completely unwelcome (he just needs a moment to adjust and relax), generally though he absolutely loves hugs. He's very physically affectionate, so he greatly enjoys giving and receiving them from his loved ones, he just prefers if he can see them before they try yo hug him.

Grimm loves receiving gifts, and while he does share Vyrm's mindset of wanting to give back, it's not as obsessive and doesn't affect his mental well-being, he simply just enjoys the act of gift-giving. In the family, he's usually the one bringing gifts in the first place, he memorized all birthdays and other important dates, and always makes sure to bring them something from his travels. In regards to compliments, he's very much used to them, to the point he doesn't pay them much attention (unless they come from Vyrm, that gets a much more noticeable reaction from him). He simply just thanks the one complimenting him and moves on. Hugs, on the other hand, are a much bigger deal to him. For many years of his life he experienced closeness with strangers, but it was always brief and meaningless. He was starved for genuine physical affection, which is something he shared with Vyrm, so as you'd expect, they're nearly inseparable now. And of course, he loves hugging other family members, he's always there to offer a warm embrace, and he loves receiving them in return.

Hornet is unique in that she went through a significant change in regards to how comfortable she is receiving this kind of affection. Around the time the infection ended, she put effort into keeping a distance and rejected all kinds of gifts. Compliments made her feel very awkward so she wasn't a fan of those, and let's not even mention hugs - she would never accept a hug, let alone give one. Not because she hated them, but all her trauma created a barrier in her mind that prevented her from physical affection, and as a result, she'd freeze or get angry in response (usually the latter). But as years passed and she learned to cope with her emotions better, she became more open to displays of affection. Gifts became one of her primary ways to show that she loves her family, ever since she brought home scraps from the Junk Pit that Vyrm later used for Holly's arm. Now whenever she goes on her patrol or visits the City, she often brings back things that she imagines Vyrm would like to tinker with, art supplies for Holly and Lewk, even some toys for the twins. She's still a bit awkward when it comes to accepting gifts, but she massively improved nonetheless. And with hugs, while she does find it difficult to initiate them, she doesn't get as upset when she receives them. I like to think the first time she hugged anyone was after the Grimmkin incident. That was the point when she realized she needed to be more open about her love for her family - she was scared that her father could die thinking she hated him. So when he survived, she hugged him for the first time since her childhood, and slowly became more and more comfortable with physical affection afterwards. She's still a bit awkward, but she's getting there.

Holly likes receiving gifts and coming up with presents to give in return. Unlike Vyrm, though, this isn't rooted in anxiety and self-esteem issues, they just love seeing the reactions to their gifts. Not to mention, receiving them is a warm reminder that others do care about them, and they need this kind of affirmation in their life. When it comes to physical affection, they similarly love it. They might not be the best at hugging, it does get a bit awkward with the lack of arm and the huge head getting in the way, not to mention that their body surface is quite cold. But they enjoy being hugged and giving hugs, if they had a choice, they would spend most of their day in the embrace of Vyrm or Grimm, their parents. It's comforting, and just like with gifts and compliments, it reminds them that they're loved.

Zote is extremely awkward with gifts. His initial response is usually rather mean, but it all comes down to the fact that he's not used to getting gifts. Sure, he loves attention and admiration, he wouldn't come up with all those accomplishments and virtues otherwise, but a genuine gift given to him as a token of appreciation? It's new to him, he was bullied for a good portion of his life, so his instinct tells him to act defensive in situations where he may show vulnerability. But after that passes and he's left alone with his gift, he treats it as something sacred. I haven't thought of the specific object, but the first present he received from the family is one he's especially attached to. And as for returning the gesture, it took him a while to do it, and he's a bit awkward at it. He won't admit that he thought of someone when giving them a gift and so he usually just comes up with a story that wouldn't paint it as the kind gesture it really is. Though I think everyone else can see through it, but they buy the story since they know it's best to take it slow with him. He's still not used to physical affection, though, and if you try to hug him, he gets very upset and angry. Small steps, I suppose. And compliments? Oh he adores those, even if he struggles to tell the difference between genuine compliments and sarcasm.

Lewk shares his "papa Grimm's" affinity for gift giving, and he's guaranteed to bring home cool rocks that reminded him of someone in the family, with the intention of gifting them. And I really like the idea of Grimm and Vyrm giving him some spare geo that he often spends at the market to buy gifts, clearly following in Grimm's footsteps. They would all be silly things you'd expect from a young child, but they undoubtedly have a lot of charm. On top of that, in regards to physical affection, he's extremely fond of hugs. He grew up experiencing constant physical affection from his parents, so he has a lot of love that he wants to spread. He hugs everyone all the time, including Zote who's very much not fond of it. Lewk knows from experience that hugs are the best remedy for sadness, and even if it appears naive at times, it's nonetheless incredibly heartwarming.

Asta and Milo are young, naturally, so the concept of gifts isn't something they fully grasped just yet. They definitely enjoy getting them, Milo in particular got extremely attached to the Tiktik plushie that was gifted to him, but they don't have the means to give back. Though as they get older, that would naturally change. Gift giving is clearly a love language found in the whole household, so there's no reason for them not to join in. Asta would be on board, though some of it would certainly be prank gifts, and she would love getting those in return so she can have a good laugh. Milo would be a different story. I think he would try to gift others but get very discouraged if he can't find the perfect present, and he would have the tendency to see gifts given to him as sign of others pitying him. It's definitely something he would have to get through, but it's to be expected if he grows up to be bitter about his weakness. With physical affection, they would both be very fond of it. Asta would be as notorious of a hugger as Lewk, with surprise hugs being her specialty. Milo would pretend like hugs bother him, and see compliments as lies told to make him feel better. But as soon as he's left alone and sad, he would cling to his parents to find comfort, so in reality physical affection would clearly mean a lot to him even with his personal struggles.

[sarcasticsciencefictionwriter]

Ways to say I love you-

Teslen, platonic or romantic doesn’t matter. Agh how am I supposed to pick only one, there are so many good ones! But I’ll say no. 13😊

Hi, thank you so much! Oooh, platonic or romantic. I mean, if you want another one, I wouldn't be offended. 😉

Number 13: "Only you can call me that." (from this list)

(I tried my hand at platonic, let's see how that went.)

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"What did you just call me?"

Nikola wasn't sure if that response was angry or surprised and knew that this would usually be ground to tread carefully. If he were anyone else, anyway.

He smirked at Helen, leaning against the table.

"What, did you not like it?"

Helen rolled her eyes, fiddling with the vials in front of her, as she had been doing since they had been in here.

"It...." Helen pursed her lips, looking as if she were genuinely considering the question. "No one has ever called me that before."

Not to mention that if they hadn't been behind closed doors, it would have been considered very inappropriate, especially considering Helen's unmarried--though engaged--status and Nikola most definitely not being a family member.

Nikola grinned again, straightening his spine and leaning towards her a little bit.

"You can try out something on me, if that will make you feel better." he offered.

"Like what? Nicky?"

"My mother already beat you to that, Helen. You'll have to try a bit harder."

Helen snorted and bent over the microscope again, as if the slide would hold an answer that it hadn't yet offered.

Nikola knew that she was frustrated that the Source Blood seemed to have no apparent effect on her, considering the rest of them had already discovered and started to master their own gifts.

Well, play with them.

Nikola would admit that once he had managed to get his transformation under control and they had found a way to slacken his thirst for human blood, it was rather fun and they had all made a game out of it.

Which was probably what was taking John, Nigel, and James so long to get here, despite John being able to transport the three of them if he wanted to.

Helen was becoming more frustrated and disappointed that the experiment that she had been the mastermind behind and had been the first subject of had done nothing to her.

Nikola didn't like seeing her like that and they had all been doing their best to cheer her up.

Hence today's apparent shenanigan.

It had riled her up more than Nikola had thought and that was something that he frankly enjoyed. Helen was the one that tolerated him the most when it came to things like this and it was only right that Nikola take full advantage of that.

"Can't think of anything else?" he teased.

"Nothing that should leave a lady's mouth." Helen quipped, switching slides.

Nikola stared and then burst out laughing.

"Like what?"

Helen looked up at him through her lashes, giving him a smile he was certain many men would have fallen for.

"Why, Nikola, did I not already tell you I cannot tell you?"

"Since when have you been a lady, Magnus?"

He leaned closer to her and they stared each other down, things rapidly becoming a contest of who would break first.

The right side of Helen's mouth quirked upward for a moment and she broke her hold on his gaze, tidily adjusting the microscope.

Nikola smirked and rounded the table, hoping she would allow him a glimpse of the slide, which contained yet another sample of her blood.

Helen's poor arms were starting to resemble a pin cushion, she had been drawing so many samples from herself in an attempt to figure out what the Source blood had done to her. Or what it hadn't done.

She stepped back to allow him to see and Nikola bent to look at the slide, but he couldn't see anything other than a regular sample. There was nothing special, though it was doubtful that a blood slide would really be able to show them anything.

It just showed how desperate Helen was getting, in truth.

She had talked about giving herself another dose of the serum, but it was too late, considering that Gregory had already departed with the vial.

It irked Nikola a little, to be honest, but the five of them had talked about handing it over and had agreed it was for the best, considering what could happen if someone else got their hands on it. Someone like Worth, for example.

"We'll figure this out. Ellie."

Helen gave him a look at the repeated testing of the nickname.

But she wasn't telling him to stop, which he took as a good sign.

He lightly touched her hand, drawing her gaze back to his, where he held it sincerely.

"We'll figure this out. I promise. There is no reason to believe that nothing happened to you."

Helen's eyes flickered and Nikola knew she was hesitant to so openly face that conversation, admit how she was feeling.

"You're awfully confident."

"Because it's a fact, Ellie."

Helen laughed, some of the tension easing from her body.

"Only you can call me that."

"I shall only use it in the most dire of circumstances."

"Oh? And what would those be?"

"You needing a smile, mostly."

Helen laughed and squeezed his hand, giving him that smile.

Nikola squeezed it back.