#but I would prefer if eventually was like

[yailtsv]

Reader/Paige where Paige is a Secret admirer and leaves notes and little gifts to the reader(like from the 1st to the 14th) eventually leading up to a Valentines Day Date where Paige is waiting all nervous hoping the reader shows and they both can admit feelings towards each other. Very fluffy

Secret Admirer - p.b

💌 Syn: you have a secret admirer that just so happens to be your best friend

»»— warnings: none i don’t think

»»— notes: i’m really proud of this one 🙃 i’ve also never watched the notebook i just know it’s considered a romance movie so i went with it 🤷‍♀️

»»— word count: 2.7k

»»— pair: Paige x Gf!reader

the last 13 days have been weird for you as one could say. it started with a bouquet of roses outside your dorm room with a note that just said "from: your secret admirer" and that was on the first of february.

the 2nd day was a gaint stuffed bear  outside your dorm room - like the gaint ones you would get at costco but not exactly those bears as this one is a stuffed panda bear. there was no note for this one.

the third day was a assortment of valentines balloons and a box of iced cookies and chocolate dipped strawberries with a note that said "to the most beautiful girl - your secret admirer"

the next 10 days got even freakier. you got multiple different jewelry options on different days, you got your favorite things in a basket one day, you got a build a bear one day with it already named and everything, you got at least 3 more bouquets all different colors and all different flowers, and on the 13th you received a box full of letters - like actually hand written love letters

you were going absolutely crazy. you couldn't figure out who it was but you knew it had to of been someone you were close to because they knew all of your preferences and likes/dislikes or i guess maybe you we're getting stalked right now

you're picky with your jewelry and they knew that somehow. all of the jewelry was picked and created the way you like all of your jewelry to be. not to mention you literally received a basket full of your favorite snacks,foods, smell good things, and clothing brands.

since the first day of february you have been going around asking all of your friends if it was them with all of them looking at you confused and saying no. someone had to of been lying, there was absolutely no way not one of them knew what was going on.

the letters you received on the 13th were your 13th reason - this was probably your biggest crash out

you were honestly starting to believe all your friends - that they had no idea what was going on, and you we're starting to panic

what if i have a stalker?

what if i am being watched right now?

do i need to call the cops?

those were only some of the thoughts running around in your head. your friends weren't helping either, they were only calling you dramatic and to live a little.

"you're getting expensive jewelry and gifts for free, just take it" one of your friends had told you after you told her you we're starting to get concerned

that did not ease any of your concerns. after you got back to the dorms from class you decided to study the letters and see what you could find out about your "secret admirer" - which was absolutely nothing other than they're down right in love with you.

while reading one of the letters there was a knock at your door making you look up towards that door and eventually stand up to open said door - only to see nobody there...like at all

you were about to close the door when a box on the ground caught your attention, making your breath hitch but slowly and hesitantly grab the box anyway and make your way back into the safety of your dorm - behind the closed and locked door obviously

when opening the box you come face to face with a beautiful white dress with puffy see-through sleeves, a pair of white red bottom high heels, and a note

come to the park tomorrow night @ 6:30 and wear this.

don't be scared, you know me.

- your secret admirer

you don't know wether to be relieved or more terrified. "don't be scared, you know me" could mean that you do actually know this person and they are your friend or it could mean that someone's been watching you enough to know that you're starting to get creeped out and want to make sure that you show up to the park.

you pull out the dress and the heels setting them on your desk when you see another note in the box

you once accidentally in high school spilt your drink all over your math teachers white pants and he gave you detention for a week.

-your secret admirer that's not a creepy stalker

you laughed at the signed name before remembering the other part of the note - there are only a few people that know that secret as you were really embarrassed about the whole situation, and those people are your immediate family ....and paige your best friend since high school

wait is paige my secret admirer? no she can't be. but she's the only other person that knows that. but there is absolutely no way paige is my secret admirer right?

you didn't sleep much that night. you were going back and forth with your brain wether paige was your secret admirer or not but your decided you were gonna go to the park that night

you couldn't keep questioning everything without getting answers and now? the answers are gonna be directly handed to you tonight, - obviously with your location on and sent to your mom and 9-1-1 on speed dial

it's finally time to leave. for the last few hours you've paced, showered, did your hair and makeup, paced some more, got dressed, paced, added jewelry and other accessories, talked your self out of going, talked your self back into going and left the house before you could change your mind again

you took your time in walking to the park, as one you were obviously wearing heels right now, and two your anxiety is skyrocketing right now

you spent the walk to the park thinking of everything. all the gifts, all the words in the letters, the note with your secret, your friends reactions, all of it, trying to figure out if maybe your secret admirer was paige.

it would make sense as she knows you better than anyone. she knows how you prefer your jewelry - which not a lot of people do, she knows ALL of your favorite foods and snacks, she knows all your favorite brands - not just your favorite type of clothes, the actual clothing brand, she knows how much you love stuffed animals, and how much you appreciate hand written letters

she knows everything about you, so her being your secret admirer would be a reasonable thought.

but you still can't wrap your head around that thought. you've been in love with paige since sophomore year of high school, you've just never said anything because you were scared of ruining the friendship + you didn't think she liked you back. you've been dating trashy men this whole time to hide your feelings for paige, but know it might not have been necessary?

you've snuck glances at her while she wasn't looking for years.

you've been her own personal cheerleader for years.

you've watched her in awe for years.

you've worn her jersey to games as a way to support her for years - but really you were also doing it for you, wearing her jersey or clothes in general felt safe to you, unlike wearing your then boyfriends clothes. they gave you a sense of comfort that you were scared to ask of her. you could be having a bad day and put on one of her hoodies and it feels like a soft bear hug from her - without actually getting the hug. the clothes are always a little oversized on you and no matter if she wore it last week or a month ago, it still has the faint smell of her. you could ask to borrow her clothes but you were scared to ask for a hug or comfort from her in general.

you've been her number 1 fan for  everything she does for years. she does no wrong in your eyes. if she's the reason the ball didn't go in during a game your not gonna admit that. your gonna say it was the other girls fault even if you and her both know that's not true, because that's your way of comforting her. she knows your never gonna blame her for stuff including the small meaningless things like wether she's the reason the ball went in or not.

so after years of yearning for her love, her comfort, her attention,  having her be your secret admirer feels like a dream you need to wake up from.

walking into the park you see an area lit up with fairy lights and candles nearby and start heading towards that

when you get closer you see a giant pink and white blanket on the ground with a picnic basket in the middle. wine glasses and wine on a small tray, a big wooden basket filled with what appears to be gifts, and a car parked just a few steps away with the trunk door open with fairy lights and a heart banner hanging from the door. the backseats were down and multiple blankets covering the seats with a few pillows

there also seemed to be a pile of clothes folded on top on the blanket made bed. "hey" you hear from the left making you turn your head to see paige walking out from behind a large tree with a bouquet of pink and purple flowers

"hey" you say back in a kinda relived tone "i know you probably have some questions so i'm just gonna start talking, first these are for you" she says nervously before walking closer to you and handing the flowers over to you, with you taking them "they're beautiful, thank you" you say after sniffing the flowers

"of course. um ok so i'm just gonna be straight up and say it. i love you. i'm in love with you. i have been ever since high school i was just scared to say it. i feel like now that we are both adults we're running out of time with our time together and i don't want that. i mean i'm entering the draft this year and am moving to texas, your going wherever your career takes you. we are both growing up and going down somewhat different paths. which is why i can't be scared to admit my feelings anymore. i'm definitely scared of you rejecting me but i can't be high school me anymore. that's not gonna get me anywhere other than losing you. i might still lose you after this but at least i won't be living in question wether you like me back or not."

"paig-" you try to say but get cut off "i'm not done. for years i've watched you get played,hurt, cheated on, mistreated, by guys that have no idea how much of an amazing person you are. they didn't know that they were losing a person that would drop everything for them, they didn't know that they were losing someone that would do anything for them, and every time you came to my room crying about the pain they caused you, i just wanted to wrap you in my arms and protect you from the world. show you how your supposed to be treated, buy you the flowers that they didn't think you deserved, buy you the gifts that they didn't want to spend their money on, give you all the attention,love, comfort, that they refused to give you. i don't want to watch you go through that again, i want to be to the one to buy you flowers, to buy you expensive things, to show you love because what they were showing you definitely wasn't love. i want to wake up beside you and be able to kiss you whenever and tell you i love you everyday-"

you set down the bouquet and run over to paige, immediately bringing her lips to yours in a rough passionate kiss

you pulled away for air first with paige chasing your lips before you put your hand on her chest "i love you so much. i've been in love with you since sophomore year of high school"

paige giggles at that confession "if only we communicated in high school right?" she says with an amused tone before pulling you back into her but this time the kiss was soft and gentle, saying the remaining words paige didn't get to say.

after the love confessions you and paige ate the food she packed and talked for awhile before paige saw you starting to shiver

"cmon" she says standing up and holding her hands out for you "what? where we going?" you asked while she pulled you up

she didn't answer and instead just pulled you to the car and handed you one of the stacks of clothes and grabbed a blanket holding it up

"get dressed in those, i'm gonna hold the blanket up and look away" you don't question her and do as she says, getting dressed in the way to long sweatpants and oversized hoodie that still smells like paige

"alright i'm done" you say making paige put down the blanket "get in the trunk and get comfy, im gonna go pick up our stuff" she says setting the blanket down "i can help?" you say watching her as she turned back around from walking towards the picnic area "nope, get comfy in the trunk, i'll be back." paige says before walking away

you just shake your head with an amused smile on your face but listen to her anyway and get in the trunk and under one of the blankets. you can see her grabbing all the stuff and then eventually made her way back to the car - putting all the stuff in the drivers seat before moving back to the trunk area, taking off the lights and heart banner on the outside of the car as there was some lights she hooked up around the inside of the car too - so you guys still had light

she then gets in the trunk herself, shutting the trunk door and handing you her ipad "find a movie or something for us to watch" you take the ipad from her and put the password in going to netflix

from the corner of your eye you can see her take off her open button up shirt and crop top leaving her in her bra before she puts on a team usa hoodie then also changing from her jeans to a matching pair of sweatpants

you look back towards the ipad before she sees you were definitely checking her out - deciding on the notebook

she takes her outfit she just took off and shoes putting them in the passenger seat before grabbing your dress and heels and doing the same

"did the heels fit good?" she asks while also going under the blanket and getting comfortable "yeah, but if you're gonna buy me stuff i'm putting you on a budget. today, plus the outfit, plus all the gifts leading up to today must've cost you a fortune." you say as she went onto her side, and grabbed the ipad putting it on the side of the car door in front of you

"how about i worry what i spend my money on and you enjoy being spoiled? cause i ain't gonna stop spoiling you." she says while wrapping her arm around your waist and turning you so your also on your side - with your back to her chest

you just shake your head amused before she reaches over and starts the movie. during the intro you and her both moved a little bit to get more comfortable before cuddling into each other more

halfway during the movie you could basically feel paige's nerves - for what reason? you have no idea so you just reach up and hold her hand that's above your head - as her arm is acting as a pillow right now

paige leans her head closer to your ear "will you be my girlfriend?" you turn your head before turning your whole body to face her and look into her eyes

you lean up and gently cradle her face in your hands and bringing her face to yours and giving her another passionate kiss

"yes i'll be your girlfriend"

🏷️ @melpthatsme @rebecca-woso @authentic-girl03 @ldapper

[lmaowhatt]

𝐣𝐣 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐠𝐮𝐲.

— this entire blurb is inspired by @rafescokewhore's tit obsessed rafe and is not meant to copy their work in the slightest!

—sfw! (?)

jj maybank, as we all know him, is a guy who thrives off of words of affirmation. that being said, the thought of sweet nothings whispered into each other's ears, soft "i love you's" shared throughout the day when no one else is around, and small expressions of adoration that serve to remind him of how deeply you care is one of the things hes most grateful for in your relationship.

but something he perfers above this? physical touch. while the thought of holding each others hands while at a party at the boneyard, or the times when youd wrap his arm around your shoulders as you took a stroll on the beach after a date was a good memory to have, that was all recognized as a form of affection infront of others. and while he loved showing you off like a trophy, the thing that really got him going was your ass. plain and simple.

on the worst of worse days, your ass you being there was the cure.

and there was no way hed share that with anyone else.

he would, however, show off what others couldnt have.

➯ every hug, no matter where the two of you were, his hands would always find their way around your waist, where they eventually travel to your ass, sometimes to be left placed there, other times theyd give it a soft squeeze.

almost always, youd groan as you pulled away, "stop doing that, jj." he would only smirk, catching the way your cheeks would flush a soft pink color when he patted your ass in retaliation as you walked away.

➯ when the two of you found yourselves cuddling either really late at night or early in the morning, he would always prefer to be the big spoon. most of the time, a hand would be placed over your stomach, the other draped over your thighs, pulling you flush against him, trying to hold back a lazy smirk at the way your breath would hitch when you felt his hard on against the swell of our ass.

➯ of course, his absolute favortie. clothes on you would be his t-shirts with or without, he wasnt picky your panties on under. a close secon would be any other piece of his clothing, even his boxers. when this happened, he complained the slightest. no matter how apart the two of you were, a selfie of your daily fit check would have practically having at his knees, realization dawning on his that you were his and his only.

➯ as a man who thrives off physical touch, a simple gesture jj loves performing is wrapping an arm around your waist and placing his hand in your pants pocket. or shorts, depending on the day. while above the surface it way seem like a loving gesture a boyfriend would do on his girlfriend on a random day, to jj, it served to send a warning to any thirsty guys that are defnitely might be looking in your direction.

—soft of sfw!

➯ in times when the two of you finally got some well deserved alone time, youd find yourselves in jjs designated bedroom at john bs house. youd be chest to chest, your head resting against his shoulder, fingers tracing small shapes on his clothed chest. all the while hed have a tight grip on your ass, slowly rutting your hips against his, the arousal that coated your bottoms slowly stainign his sweats.

➯ hed wrap an arm around your waist, toying with the waistband of whatever bottoms youd be wearing, tucking the other one on the underside of your thigh. "you need to stop movin', a'ight?" hed take a gentle hold of your hand, your eyes following his every movement, eliciting a small laugh to come from you. "seriously?" you would raise an eyebrow at him as he cupped himself with your hand, just barely pressing down as if to relieve himself.

➯ hed furrow his eyebrows with a pleading look, struggling to hold back. "please baby... ill make you feel s'good mamas, swear." the whisper would come out as a gentle promise, his breath fanning your neck. nine times out of ten, this situation would end up with both of you either rushing off to the chateau, almost tearing each others clothes off or resting against the seats of the twinkie. hell, sometimes youd risk everything by slyly (not slyly) finding each other in a more private area of the beach. heavy, ragged breaths would leave your mouths as you came down from your highs.

➯ sometimes, when in a less that appropriate outfit around him, hed hug you from behind, rubbing his growing erection against your ass. "baby, youre killing me." you would then roll your eyes, supressing a giggle from his earshot. as you turned in his arms, his hands would travel to your ass, pulling you impossibly closer towards him. "cmon mamas, five minutes. s'all i need."

—nsfw!

➯ the tight grip hed have on your ass never faltered, whimpering shamelessly against your lips as you rutted your hips against his, even when fully clothed. he would move to place sloppy, rushed kisses against your neck, eventually moving to your collarbone and back up to your lips. "this is torture, beautiful.."

➯ your mascara stained face would rub against the mattress, makeup residue staining the sheets. youd turn your head to the side, a tear sliding down your cheek as you watched him from your peripheral, right in time for him to land yet another harsh smack against your already red and very swollen ass, his thrusts timed perfectly with the action. kneading the plush flesh and he muttered a half assed apology he probably didnt mean.

"h– holy shit baby.." hed hunch over, pressing his chest against your back, a sheen layer of sweat coating both of your bodies. "all mine, right? this ass is all mine baby. cmon say it.. yknow it is.." he would wrap his forearm around your neck, pulling you back up so the him, your back flush against his chest as you threw your head back onto his shoulder, a hand wrapped around the back of his neck as your release neared.

a/n: im back!! school was taking over my entire life but i finally caught with all my work so here's this!

psa: as of now, id say i own this only because i haven't seen this concept before. but, if it is owned by anybody else, i wont hesitate in giving credit just let me know!

[footygirl114]

Destino (Alexia Putellas X Reader)

I wasnt lying when I said that the inspiration bug has hit me, and dropping unsupportive weight has defiantly helped! So here is the second fic of this inspiration wave - lots of fluff in this one!

Part 2 to: Entrenadora - I would suggest this one first

After exchanging a few texts with Alexia you found it difficult to focus through the rest of the day but you managed to get through the 3 lectures you had. Luckily you were a professional and passionate about teaching which meant it was not too difficult to zone into the teaching subjects. But once you were in your office after the conclusion of your lectures you were once again filled with that nervous giddy excitement. 

Staring at your phone you had an unread message from Alexia with her free evenings for dinner for the next few weeks. Once you looked and compared them to your own calendar in front of you, you immediately deflated as there was not a single date that lined up with your own free evenings. Teaching and coaching has your calendar filled to the brim, and any free nights seemed to line up with Alexia’s game nights. 

Before you responded you couldn’t help the sinking feeling that the fact that Alexia even was looking in your direction was too good to be true. there was no way someone of her caliber and fame would ever be satisfied with you, and you knew that this was the universe telling you to give up on this and not even bother to continue to try to purse this one. 

You made up a text to send back to the footballer, basically laughing about not having any free dates and maybe it was not meant to be. Not wanting to see a response you put your phone on do not disturb and dove into work, and coaching later that evening. 

It wasn’t until the following morning when you gave your brain the chance to think about her again, you were sitting at the counter in a coffee shop with your laptop open trying to catch up on a few emails before you had an appointment. It was a place not in your normal neighbourhood but you had a appointment in the area and you didn’t want to be late so you came down early to get some work done. 

You were enthralled with you computer, and reading an article about some advances in cancer treatments when you felt someone sit down beside you and place a hand on your arm. 

Startled you turn and pull out one of your headphones and you meet the eyes of the one person you were trying to forget “Alexia.” 

“Hola Y/N, lo seinto I did not mean to startle you but you didn’t hear me over the music” she says with a smile. 

You smile back at her, and can feel the butterflies settle in your stomach as you ask her “what are you doing here?” 

She chuckles and points over her shoulder “I live around the corner, this is my usual coffee spot.” 

You cant help but chuckle at that and say “of all the coffee shops I pick, I pick yours, the universe really is wild.” 

“I prefer to think of it as fate, especially since you never answered my text” she says with a small smile, and if you didn’t know any better you would think she was nervous.

You blush knowing you got caught avoiding her as you say “sorry busy night coaching, and I turned my phone on do not disturb”

She smiles and moves her hand to your forearm squeezing it she says “I know we are both busy, but I would like to take you on that date eventually Y/N.” 

“you would?” you ask surprised before you have a chance to rethink the answer. 

She looks offended as she responds and says “Si Y/N”

“why?” you ask again before your mind catches up with you.

“I want to get to know you better Y/N, thats what dates are for. There was something between us, and the fact that I think you see me for me, makes me want to know you.” She says seriously. 

“Oh.”

She chuckles and leans forward and whispers in your ear “I want to know everything about the cute blushing football coach, and I will keep telling you that until you let me take you out to prove it” finishing it with a kiss to your cheek. 

Before you can even respond she squeezes your arm and says “I have to go, but please text me back at some point and lets run into each other on purpose, and not leave it up to fate again.” 

You nod and say to her “i can do that.” 

Smiling she presses another kiss to your cheek and whispers out “goodbye” and she takes off out of the cafe. You barley have time to overthink that interaction when your alarm goes off reminding you of your appointment and you hastily pack up and head out. 

**

Over the next week you keep your word and continue to text her, she makes sure to send you a message every morning, even though she’s up way before you, and every night before she falls asleep. She also continues to ask you small questions to learn the little things about you, and every time you smile as she keeps her word about wanting to know you. 

Although you seem to talk quite often you still cannot get your schedules to line up, one of your only free afternoons for the week has you helping out a colleague with a research study. She is studying the effects of injuries on female footballers, you know her study has become quite popular and she was at the point of having live footballer in her lab to study. 

She immediately puts you to work and you are helping to register some of the volunteers she has in for the study, most are younger footballers and are excited to help try to get involved in a study like this. You are helping to register a young player on crutches when you hear one of the other players in the waiting room gasp and whisper “is that Alexia Putellas?”.

You look up and meet her eyes as she walks into the room, and you have to hold the smile in and when she winks at you, you know you have a blush on your face. You quickly finish with the young player in front of you and you call her up next. 

“hi, I’m here for the study” she says with a smile.

You nod and ask her the simple registration questions, most of them you already know the answer to but you have to go through the motions. You hand her a clipboard and when she grabs it you can feel her hand brush yours and the sparks run up your arm as you say “can you sign at the bottom please.” 

She signs and moves to sit in the waiting room for her turn, you don’t have someone else to register so you are able to watch her for a minute from your spot behind the table. She has at in between two young players and they are both talking a mile a minute at her, she’s smiling and answering their questions and you smile to your self at how amazing she is. 

When two grad students come out and take the other two younger girls to the back you are left with just Alexia in the waiting room and she stands up to come closer and says “I had no idea you would be here today.”

“My colleague and friend is running the study and she asked for some help today, she knew I had the afternoon off and suckered me into it” you tell her with a chuckle. 

“It seems fate really does want us to be near each other Y/N” she says with a small smirk and leans down on both hands on the table closer to you. 

You chuckle and say to her “You came on to my campus Alexia, it seems you wanted to run into me.” 

She smirks and says “its a big campus.” 

“I work in the anatomy building, my office is a floor above here.”

“I didn’t know that did I? I am just here to further the advancement of women’s football Y/N. You did tell me that you studied me for tactical reasons, maybe I should let someone study me for science” she finishes and winks at you with a smirk. 

You bite your lip and look around before you surge up out of your chair towards her and you press your lips hard to hers. It lasts only a moment before you pull back a breath away and say “I’m the only one who should be watching and studying you.” 

She smirks and says “that can be arranged Y/N, name the time and place.” 

Before you can respond the door opens and you both spring back from each other as a grad student comes in to get Alexia for her turn with the study. She follows the student but turns towards you before she disappears through the door and she blows a kiss and shoots you a wink. 

**

The following few days are spent texting and talking to Alexia on the phone as much as you both could manage, she was definitely flirting with you more than before and you were giving it right back. You were starting to come around to the idea that she actually wants to get to know you and you know you were wanting to know her back. 

The next weekend Alexia happens to have a Friday night game, meaning she has Saturday off. You however have a tournament with your nieces team so once again your schedule did not line up. You settled for not being able to see her once again but you kept to talking and texting with her. 

Your teams first game of the day was a competitive one but your team held their own and came out with a draw. Not the way to start a tournament but you kept the team positive and when the second game later in the afternoon came around and your team came out flying you were much more relaxed when you went up 4-0 in the 40th minute. 

A break in play and you take a moment to look around the field as you cant shake the feeling of eyes on you. When you lock eyes on a lone figure sitting behind the net with a ball cap on you know exactly who it is, and why you could feel eyes on you. You smile to your self as you never told her where you were playing and she must have looked it up to see you. 

The rest of the game you keep sneaking glances but she is so focused on your team playing that she doesn’t meet your eyes once. You smile to your self because you know its who she is and how passionate she is about football that she is enthralled in even a youth game. 

When the final whistle blows and your team finishes the victor of a 5-0 game you smile and shake yours and the other teams hands as well, while there is still a crowd around you look towards the sidelines and she’s not where she was. You feel a bit of disappointment but you continue to celebrate with your team, you make sure everyones packed up and ready for the semi final in the morning. 

You stay behind at the field to speak with your brother and niece and when you realise you left your phone on the bench you go back to grab it. You walk to your car and you see Alexia leaning against the side of it waiting for you. you smile walking toward her and say “hi, i thought you left.”

“I knew you’d seen me, so I couldn’t sneak away, but i didn’t want to be spotted and recognised by the anyone” she shrugs with a sheepish smile. 

You move to stand right in front of her and you ask her with a smile “how did you know we were playing here?” 

She chuckles and says “i have my ways Y/N.” 

“why did you come out?” 

“maybe I wanted to see you coach for purely tactical reasons” she shrugs with a soft smile. 

You step right into her space, dropping your bag beside you, you ask her “oh so it was only for tactics?”

She smirks and places her hands on your hips, she shakes her head and says “no Y/N, I wanted to see you.” 

Pressing your body to hers you press her back into your car and you ask “do you want to come over?” 

She leans down and stops a breath from your lips and says “I do, for purely tactical reasons.” 

You close the distance and press your lips to hers. She doesn’t let you have a moment before she responds and you feel her lips move against yours, her hands wander to your lower back and you press harder into her. After a few moments you pull back slightly and bite softly to her lower lip and release it with a pop and a smile, asking softly “follow me?” 

“anywhere” she immediately responds and moves to open your door for you as she says “my lady” and she curtsies. 

You chuckle as you get into the car whispering “nerd.” 

She closes the door and blows you a kiss and backs away to her car. You wait for her to get in and you pull out of the spot watching her the whole way in your rearview mirror to your place. When you pull into your building you get out and meet her at the front of your car and neither of you say anything as she follows you up in the elevator to your floor. Once again in silence she follows you to your door and waits beside you as you unlock it. 

She follows you in and when you turn to close the door she pushes you against it with her body and immediately connects your mouth with hers. She wastes no time before her tongue is in your mouth and caressing yours, her hands have roamed to your hips and yours go around her neck as you respond to the kiss. 

You lose yourself in the feeling of Alexia pressed against you, you can feel your self soaking your underwear and your thoughts are consumed with Alexia and how she feels and tastes. When she slows down the kiss and pulls back pressing multiple light kisses on to your lips she presses her forehead to yours and you both are panting and smiling at each other. 

You move your hands up to the hem of her shirt and try to push it up but she shakes her head and you pause and look at her as she pulls her head back and says “I want you Y/N, god you don’t know what you do to me and how much I want you but I think we should slow down.”

Giving her a confused you look you ask “what?” 

She chuckles and presses a kiss to the tip of your nose and says “you’re cute.” 

She pulls back and moves into your apartment looking around, you follow her into the kitchen and move to the fridge to grab a bottle of wine. You grab two glasses and she turns around to you, you ask “wine?” 

“si por favor.”

You nod and pour two glasses bringing them both over to your couch and you pat beside you to get her to sit. She comes over and grabs one and settles sitting sideways on the couch so she is facing you and she smiles takes a sip of her wine and then places it on the table. You do the same and you ask “whats going through your mind Ale?” 

Smiling she says “i like you calling me that.” 

Chuckling you say “stop avoiding the question Ale.” 

She smiles and moves to grab your hand and she says “I want you but I also want to prove to you that I want you Y/N. I have noticed some of your hesitations and as much as I think tonight would be mind-blowing, I want to prove to you that I want you for you. The sweet, kind, cute professor who tends to ramble when she’s nerding out on a topic she cares about, or who takes time out of their busy schedule to coach their nieces team thats who i want to know. Every little detail about you, not just one night but for many.” 

You melt into her at that and she wraps her arms around you as you whisper into her neck “I want that too.” 

She presses a kiss to your hair and says “I will have my way with you soon, but first i want to know the beautiful brain and what makes you you.” 

You lean up and press a kiss to the underside of her jaw and when she looks at you, you whisper out “thank you for seeing me Ale.” 

“this isn’t just for tactics, this is for us” she whispers and presses her lips softly to yours. 

[writingwisterias]

i’m so sorry i know you’re not taking requests but i need to just say it so i don’t forget about it, but when you have time could you possibly do like a nsfw alphabet of leon?

Hi! Dw! I always get around to them eventually I was just being spammed and got overwhelmed with the holidays!! I hope you enjoy this!

Warnings: SMUT, MDNI

Gn!Reader

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Very attentive. His primary focus is making sure that you are comfortable and have everything you need. He will clean himself briefly just so he doesn't get cum everywhere but then his attention is focused on you very quickly. He will go and get a clean towel to clean you up, get you comfortable clothes or find his discarded shirt to put on you. I also think he is very big on physical touch so he will cuddle you and hold you close just so he can ensure that you are well cared for and okay.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body of his partner is thighs. He loves burying his face in between them or holding them if he sits next to you squeezing them slightly. He would also lay his hand on your thigh if he's driving - moving his hand upwards as well but that depends on his mood. I don't think he would have his own favorite part but if you show love to a certain area he will associate that with you and then progressively start to love it.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Addicted to being messy with his cum if he can. He loves watching it spill out of you or just cumming on you. He will draw your orgasm out if he can, making sure there's enough time in between each one that he can feel how his cock feels when coated in your cum. He doesn't care if he gets covered either, love's it if he can feel it on his lower stomach and balls. The messier the better. His loads are also a lot, like he cums an insane amount but that's because it can be a while between each time he sees you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Loves it if his partner is freakier than him. It's arousing to him seeing his partner not get enough of him and is just constantly needy for him. He will not care if you pick him up from the airport or whatever and drag him to the bathroom etc for a quicky. It just excites him that you need him that badly.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

I think that even RE2 is experienced, maybe not with any in depth kinks that you might have but with simple intimacy or dominance it's like a switch and you can barely keep up.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Depends on the era, but I would say with his state of mind and how he loves people that it would either be missionary or Cow-girl. He loves watching you come undone because of him and both of those allow him to get up close and personal.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Again depends on the situation but I don't think he would very often but this Leon I'm sure he will crack some form of badly timed joke. He does make sexual innuendos often so it will most likely happen before the actual act.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He's not clean shaven but he is tidy. However, he would change that if you prefered him hairier or clean shaven. It makes no difference to him

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He values it and craves it. It's his favorite part of the act being able to show you how much he loves and appreciates you and your connection with him. I don't think he's great at putting how he feels into words so this is a perfect way for him to do that.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Most likely to do it if you are busy or away from him. He's very slow and methodical with it though. Cupping his balls, doing long teasing strokes to ensure that he is properly relaxing himself. His eyes never leave what he's doing either, watching the tip begin to bead his pre- cum and turn a dark red when he's getting closer. Love's to film the finishing and send it to you as well. When he does cum its quick and in longer streams meaning it's always a hassle to clean up. (Bonus if you are there for him to force you to lick it up)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I do think he's fairly dominate and enjoys the slight power play that can come with it. He doesn't have much control over his life or how he spends his time so this gives him an outlet and chance to do that. He would be more of a softer dom than a harsh one but depending on how you act you never know.

L = Location (favorite places to do the deed)

I think he's daring and isn't opposed to public or risky sex but prefers anywhere in the house. If he's that needy he will just take you anywhere though it doesn't really matter/ make a difference what surface you are on.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Pretty basic but just your pleasure and comfort. As long as you are turned on or enjoying it then he is as well

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that hits too close to his job so Gunplay, harsh impact etc. Time with you is his distraction so he wouldn't want to combine the two

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

LOVE EATING YOU OUT, he will do it all day if you let him. He's got insane accuracy with his tongue. He also loves watching you take him and find it hard to not be so rough with it, if he gets carried away.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on his mood, I feel like he would lean more towards slow and sensual but if you have teased him too much or perhaps its a hard day he would be a bit rougher.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Again, depends on the situation and how desperate he is. He will try and risk it with time. Like if you have 5 minutes until you need to leave you best bet he's making use of those 5 minutes.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

I think he's pretty open to experiment, especially if you do something that he's not heard of/ tried but loves. Your relationship is built on trust so he won't be afraid of trying anything for you. As long as you respect his boundaries and opinions if he doesn't like something or you are willing to adapt it for him to be comfortable.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

With his job stamina is needed so he can go for a while if he wants. The amount of rounds depends on if he's been on a mission recently or how tired he is.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Loves to use toys on his partner and is always getting new ones for you if he sees something interesting. For himself I think he would own a few types of cock rings and might use them on himself alone or with you just to feel his cock throb a lot more and last longer

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

You can't catch a break, he will tease you all the time. Has a bunch of post gym pictures or straight up nudes he will send you throughout the day. Whispers dirty thoughts in your ear as you are both together at events. Subtle but noticeable touches as well

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Breathless moans, Whimpers, Grunts. He's very vocal in terms of sounds but I don't think he would talk much. Maybe a few lines here and there. Very loud sometimes if he's really needy

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Love's tits, whenever that's him playing with yours or you touching his. He will just sit there and hold them or play with them and loves it if you do the same.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

I mean...we've all seen the numerous mods. I think it also depends on the era, RE2 and RE4R would be a bit more chiseled I imagine because of their training it's maintained better compared to the later eras it would still be there but slightly softer or less defined because his diet/workout is basically just surviving.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I think it's higher than the average person because he just adores you so much, he wants to be close to you, teasing you. You fuel the drive so if have spent a long time with him uninterrupted he's craving it.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

I don't think it would be immediately but it depends on the time of day. He would like to hold you and watch you chill out for a while either watching you sleep or just feeling you close against him.

[thxtmarvelchick]

JJ Valentine’s Fic Recs

in honour of Valentine’s Day (weekend bc i’m posting this late), here are my favourite fics of JJ Maybank that made the holiday a little less depressing <3 (this was originally supposed to be all obx characters but i got carried away but trust i have SO MANY MORE for the rest of the pogues (and more jj) so i’ll do a part 2 eventually)

only got the courage to post this because of @tinypinkrobot so this is for them <3

most if not all fics are x fem!reader and some are 18+ (therefore i would prefer minors not to interact with this post but i do not have the time nor the energy to check everyone’s acc), the authors are NOT responsible for your internet consumption (nor am i); be responsible, pay attention, and respect the authors boundaries! (all 18+ fics will be labelled! MINORS DNI)

Outerbanks

JJ Maybank

full length fics+series

His To Keep by @pankowperfection (18+)

smut, kinda dark JJ, oral (f receiving), branding

i first read this fic almost three months ago and i still think about it all the time (i have the link in my notes app im not kidding), this author is so talented go read all their fics tbh they kill it everytime, i go to their account and reread everything all the time

summer lovin’ by @murdockcastleslut (18+ blog)

ongoing series, kook!jj, pogue!reader, if jj was raised by larissa, rafe and reader have some history

look… i will eat up every kook!jj fic that is thrown my way. the way the author writes jj and the interactions between him and reader😩, the plot is so intriguing and im always so excited for every new chapter. ALSO reader is SO jj’s girl like he is so down bad, expect cute petnames (HE CALLS HER PRINCESS ICANYSIAKSKSOSIJWIDISJSKS and then he pulled out a “my darling angel” once and im pretty sure i passed out). honestly go read all of her works bc holy shit every single one of them is fantastic.

teach me please by @mrsriddlenott (18+)

smut, bsf!jj, innocent!reader, oral (m&f receiving), reader overhears someone talking badly ab them (indirect bullying), use of good girl🤭

this is another one i’ve had in my notes app since it was posted, since then the author has written a part two and both parts are so incredibly written. their dynamic and the way you can TELL they’ve been wanting each other for so long is EVERYTHING

love on the island by @papercranesandinkstains

ongoing series, love island!au

if you follow me and pay attention to my reposts you knew this was coming… i have said it once and will say it again this is my favourite SMAU (tied with rhythm&revelry) i’ve ever read and it’s not even finished yet. the amount of time and effort put into this fic truly pays off because WOW. the graphics are beautiful. interactive polls. BANTER. jj is fumbling over himself he is so into reader😭enough said go read it.

Rhythm & Revelry by @darlingchronicles

ongoing series, university au, SMAU

the creativity is simply insane, i can’t even imagine how long it takes the author to do these chapters because she’s truly created a whole world to the point where sometimes i forget it’s not actually an app and is actually a fanfic. the relationships between characters is so beautifully developed and it’s not all romance. you get really amazing insights into the friendships between the reader (nicknamed blue) and sarah, cleo and pope. honestly i can’t even explain in words how much i love this fic. definitely a comfort fic (and i LOVE making up theories in my head as to what happened in the past iykyk). this is a long one so great for passing time (or if you’re me, ignoring your responsibilities and binging the whole thing bc you’re simply too hooked)

Kildare University by @papercranesandinkstains

completed series, two different endings (JJ or Rafe endgame depending on your preference), university au, jj plays football, reader is in band, rafe is readers ex, SMAU

ok i couldn’t just put ONE of her fanfics on here let’s be real everything this author writes turns to gold. immaculate build up, amazing chemistry, the way you can choose who reader ends up with is everything to me bc i might’ve curled up in a ball and died if i didn’t see a jj endgame. BUT everyone can be happy (ADDITIONALLY if you’re a jj AND rafe person you get double chapters sooooo what’s not to love)

narcotic by @thebestjjenthusiast

completed series, SMAU, bsf!jj

you can tell the author has an elite sense of humor bc they have me cackling at 3am. also JJ is DOWN BAD for reader it’s so funny, like expect CONSTANT flirting… this man is practically begging reader to get with him and reader is OBLIVIOUS😭, the flirting has me blushing so hard i have to pause reading sometimes just to giggle into my pillow AND the ending is perfect

summer was my first love by @vampiriito (18+) pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6

ongoing series, shy! reader, reader has social anxiety, READER WEARS GLASSES (glasses girls rise), reader has secretly had a crush on jj for like ever but he’s always been “out of her reach”… or so she thought

the build-up. readers characterization and the depiction of her social anxiety are everything to me. jj is so soft for her and he doesn’t even fully know it or understand why at first. i’ve cried multiple times reading this series AND NOT EVEN BC ITS SAD just because i feel so seen and represented. this author genuinely writes so well i cannot wait for the next part🥹

Biker!JJ Oneshot by @highpope

biker!jj, motorbike stunt

this had me blushing and giggling i’m not kidding. jj is so soft with reader and reassures her when she gets scared. when he called her pretty girl i think i passed out. the flirting in this makes me flustered no matter how many times i read it😭

First Date Oneshot by @jjsloverre

bsf!jj, sweetheart!reader, fluff, mentions of sex but no smut

the dynamic between bsf!jj and sweetheart!reader is one of my favourites. they are honestly everything to me. he’s so sweet and caring towards her (but expect innuendos and cursing bc it’s jj we all know he can’t help it). additionally you have to check out their other bsf!jj and sweetheart!reader fics too!!!

Gossip Girl by @maybejj (18+)

ongoing series, SMAU, pay attention to the trigger warnings at the beginning of each chapter

DRAMAAAAAAAAAA. the plot will grasp your attention and not let go and next thing you know it’s 5am and you have class in 3 hours (not at all speaking from experience that’d be crazyyyy id never do that…🥲). JJ LOVES reader and would probably kill for them. readers friendship with kie, sarah and cleo is EVERYTHING, they are truly readers ride or dies.

secret admirer by @voidangxls

part two

kook!reader, pure fluff, jj is DOWN BAD, part of a valentines special

hands down THE CUTEST thing i’ve ever read on this app. jj gets teased by the pogues for not being able to talk to reader😭 the dual pov makes it so interesting bc you can see how in love jj is and wonder how the hell reader hasn’t noticed him staring them down 24/7😭😭 will be rereading everyday.

-blurbs/drabbles/texts (not gonna make notes on these ones but know i have every single one in my notes app and reread them CONSTANTLY, these authors are so incredibly talented <3)

Boy in Love by @everydaydreamer (18+ blog)

pure fluff, valentines blurb

texts with jj by @lillymmb

boyfriend!jj, fluff, jj LOVES reader

breeding kink concept by @moremaybank (18+)

implied but no smut, breeding kink (duh😭)

black cat!reader by @ervotica (18+)

black cat!reader, use of daddy, once again jj LOVES reader, reader is grumpy

texts with jj and desi!reader by @deadpcnned

desi!reader, jj in a kurta😩, established relationship, i just love this

boyfriend!jj by @lovelyjj

“wear whatever you want i can fight”😩, jj can throw a punch, fluff fluff fluff

passenger princess by @rubiehart (18+)

jj being fine, groping, use of “my girl”🤭

valentine’s day with jj by @seasprincess

established relationship, jj saves up to buy reader gifts, pure fluff

[777rare]

ASTROLOGY OBSERVATIONS PT.9

THESE NOTES ARE ONLY A STUDY OF MINE AND HAS/HAS NOT BEEN PROVEN YET, SO IF IT DOES NOT RESONATE WITH YOU, FORGIVE ME AS IT WAS ONLY A STUDY/OBSERVATION OF MINE.

I DO NOT PLAGIARIZE, COPY OR REWORD ANY OF MY FELLOW ASTROLOGY OBSERVERS POSTS AND I DEMAND THE SAME IN RETURN.

Also, this post is only for those who are 18 and above.

In Tarot, the Capricorn zodiac rules 'The Devil' card. 'The Devil' in tarot represents obsession, not being able to break from the chains of unhealthy addictions like sex, one's Ego being challenged, lust, losing control of the mind, etc.

In astrology, if you have the planets Mars and/or Moon in this sign, sex with you can be extremely addicting for your sexual partner. Once they get a taste of you in the bedroom, they lose control of themselves. They'll have the sex on their mind 24/7. They will try everything to stop it from distracting them by shifting their focus on other things but they will fail miserably.

They'll crave for more and more. Your sex will blow up the sexual appetite your partner has towards you like insane! Your partner will be in chains for your love (usually you express your deepest passion towards your partner through sex). Oh, and you can be into sex that involves handcuffs, blindfolds, chains, ropes, tying, etc.

You love and crave the kind of sex that's devotional, soul bonding and deeply intertwining. You also have an amazing level of sexual appetite and sexual stamina where you wish to have sex till complete exhaustion like fainting.

Steamy sex is what Capricorn Mars and/or Moon can fulfill undoubtedly. Since Saturn is the ruler of this sign, you are not open about this part of yourselves and prefer reserving it only for your commited partner or that one person who you choose.

Also...

If Individual A has Capricorn Moon and individual B has Capricorn Mars, the sex between them is going to be so euphoric and a complete ecstasy. Sex between these two individuals will be insanely passionate, very steamy and deeply bonding. Both of them will instantly be very sexually drawn to eachother and they eventually cannot keep their hands off of eachother.

They have this urge to touch eachother and feel eachother. The slightest touch of their skin against eachother heats them both up instantly and at the beginning they often hide it internally but as the connection deepens, they show it to eachother.

The sexual chemistry is just french kiss!🤌😮‍💨 Both the individuals will be extremely addicted after first tasting eachother and having sex with eachother. Sex deeply connects these two individuals and they are very sexually compatible.

Uranus is a very destructive planet. It destroys outdated stuff for new and effective ones. It also rules gadgets, technology and advancement. So, the degree of your uranus matters a lot cuz it is at that age where your outdated thinking or just old ways of thinking, mannerisms, routines, everything gets destroyed and you become a brand new 'YOU'.

You can also get new gadgets or involve in a lot of technology at that age and during that year. You may try new things that you've never tried before and were afraid of trying, things you didn't expect you would do one day.

You will always have intense connections, that of a soul level, a magnetic obsessive kind with the person who inner planets (Sun/Moon/Mercury/Venus/Mars) are in the same sign as your 8th house [and Vice Versa]. It's the one with scary familiarity and depth but also a place where you can open up your souls to eachother.

This can even be an eternal bond. If Mars is the planet (alone or among the other inner planets) then it's likely to be a deep sexual bond if you are lovers (which definitely you are, because scorpio and the 8th house is nowhere near superficial and flaky connections).

Why do women having their Lilith aspect Sun, Moon, Ascendant and/or Midheaven look so damn attractive in black clothing? It just enhances this shadow part of themselves in their aura and makes them look extremely tantalizing in the colour black.

examples:

FOR A FEMALE:

BILLIE EILISH

Billie eilish has her h21, h22 and h13 Lilith in 12th house with her h21 Lilith aspecting the ascendant and her h13 Lilith aspecting her moon.

The one reason she looks so beautiful in feminine and masculine clothes, both, are probably because her Lilith sat in a house of duality..there's both a male and female fish in the pisces zodiac and this being the house of that zodiac further impacts how she appears in clothing of both the male and female gender. Either way she looks stunning in anything she wears.

For men, it's quite different actually.

FOR MALES:

JOHNNY DEPP

Johnny Depp has his h13, h21 and h22 Lilith in the 4rth house which explains the toxic childhood and how toxic his mother was to him but anyways, his h21 Lilith is aspecting his Moon and his h22 Lilith is aspecting his ascendant.

Now in a man's chart, Lilith works pretty differently. Lilith in a man's chart can show the kind of woman the man is intimidated by. So usually in a man's chart, when Lilith is in prominence, I've noticed how soft and delicate they appear on the outside.

They don't have this kind of like aggressive seductiveness look to them. They have this graceful aura that captivates people, sweeping them off their feet. Their seductive looks are soft and graceful.

plus, Johnny Depp has his Liliths in scorpio which enhances these naturally alluring qualities in him.

SHAWN MENDES

Another example I can give you for the effects of a man's Lilith being prominent is Shawn Mendes.

He has his h13 Lilith aspecting his Moon and his h22 Lilith aspecting both his sun and moon.

• I have also noticed how men having prominent Lilith looks very much like a momma's boy when they're younger but as they grow older they begin to be more attractive in a bad boy way. They look like a bad boy who your mama tells you to be safe from😂.

Well, that's all for today dear readers..i really hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed making it.☺️

Have a good day and see you on the next one! I have a very interesting post coming up which I'm sure you all will love too! Stay tuned! 💖

[teine-mallaichte]

Ooo this is awesome. I wouldn't say no to a sketch, though I feel a bit bad adding to your ever growing list 😅 . But either way I'll never pass up a chance to gush about my Rook.

Oh, this OC already existed before veilguard was even announced. I always had my Handers universe had Hawke and Anders leave Kirkwall and end up having kids - Hawke was actually pregnant when the chnatry went boom in this world. So when Veilguard came out the idea of a nepo-baby Rook just felt too good to pass up - even if it did mean I needed to alter the timeline to accommodate things.

So Storm Hawke was born 6 months after his parents left Kirkwall. He doesn't remember much of his early life during the mage-templar war, just a lot of moving, hiding, and a vague sense that 'some bad people don't like daddy'. He was 5 when Hawke went to help the inquision and this is when she found out that she was prgnant again (baby detector Cole happened), and he was 6 when his twin siblings (Holly and Rowan) were born.

At age 17 he was exploring a cave with his siblings when they were attacked by darkspawn. Long story short he was blighted by a hurlock and his parents made the difficult decision to get in touch with Bethany so that he could under go an emergency joining.

He is now the worlds most reluncrtant Grey Warden. And he has refused to speak to Anders since - he sees his father as a hypocrite as Anders would not let him to defect front he Wardens as he did.

2 years later, aged 19, he is recruited by Varric after getting into a 'disagreement' with the Wardens.

By the time the events of Veilguard start he is 20.

So a bit more about him:

He was born in Ferelden.

His magic developed age 8.

He has a natural affinity to lightning magic, with a fe fire spells.

He hates using a staff.

He never managed to learn healing magic, but ended up taking up herbology to compensate - eventually evolving into a hobby and strong interest in the different uses of plants in different cultures.

He is very sarcastic, but is also very insecure and has a fairly fatalistic attitude. He's always felt a bit trapped in the shadow of him parents - and his younger siblings who are almost carbon copies of his parents. His sister is an accomplished healer and brother a skilled rouge despite their young ages. He is... just the oldest.

He is terrified of Hurlocks.

He has terrible control over his lightning when angry,

He is fairly impatient, preferring to act over spend forever talking things though.

He has no respect for injuries having gotten far too used to injuries meaning very little as a kid - his father and sister could heal anything that happened right? Well... until the blight.

He has, let's say 'issues', with authority yet somehow keeps accidentally ending up in charge of things.

“Neve, meet Rook… thought we could use an expert in trouble.” DAMN but they set that banter up early, don’t they? Really enjoying the near-constant references to trouble in my second playthrough.

Eann “Rook” Aldwir, chaos goblin and spellblade extraordinaire 💕 Expression studies from screenshots, because I love her and I can.

(P.S. Does anyone want a sketch of their Rook in this style? I could use the practice! If you send/link a screenshot I’ll give it a go and post them here.)

[thethronezone]

i am loving the primarch fathers series! any chance you can come up with ideas when their child grows into their rebellious teenage phase?

When Mortarion's child starts acting up, there's no shouting. No long arguments dragging on until they are both screaming their heads off. Instead, he ignored them. Sure, he might send them to their personal chambers or give them more training exercises as punishment, but not once does he raise his voice at them. In fact, the more they rebel and talk back, the less he talks to them. Mortarion distances himself, hoping that by giving them space, they will eventually calm down on their own. He doesn't realize how abandoned they end up feeling. They think he no longer cares about them.

Fulgrim does not understand why his child is suddenly being so difficult. They used to happily follow him around, listen to his every word and did as he said without question. Things had been good. But something has changed. Where before they had sought his time, his attention, it was now as if they were now avoiding him. And when Fulgrim takes them with him to events, they looked downright frustrated, radiating a thinly veiled aura of annoyance. They don't even show him their art anymore! He likes their art. Fulgrim gets frustrated and even angry when they act up, mostly because he just does not understand why they are suddenly distancing themself from him.

So. Much. Shouting. Angron does not want to lay hands on his kid but when they talk back, when they don't listen to him, his temper flares as the nails in his head urges him to violence and the only way to release some of the pressure is to shout. And his kid shouts right back, unafraid of him. Part of Angron can't help but feel a bit proud, even as his face twists into a snarl. Because while they might argue, fight, his kid trusts him. They are not afraid of him. 'Old man' they call him and while it's disrespectful, Angron much prefers it to being called a butcherer or a monster.

It takes a while for Magnus to realize that his child is deliberately skipping lessons. One or two missed can be excused, but when a dozen? Something has to be going on. But when he questions them, they don't have an answer. At least not an answer that Magnus accepts and he tells them as such. This leads to an argument and before Magnus knows it, his child is storming away, their psychic presence practically a storm of negative feelings. And for once, Magnus is utterly clueless as to just what he did wrong.

Perturabo is furious. He's a perfectionist that demands obedience and so, when his child starts talking back and rebelling against him, it feels like a personal insult. A grievous slight. So, in retaliation, he becomes even harsher on them. Perturabo doesn't let up on them even once, every day is scheduled and they are watched by space marines and serfs alike that will immediately report to him if they step out of line. The relationship Perturabo has with his child becomes outright antagonistic at points as he does his best to break them down so he can build them up again into something proper.

Neither Alpharius nor Omegon can be described as "helicopter parents" but that doesn't mean that the child can't feel smothered all the same. Privacy, true privacy, is very rare, as both the Primarchs have the intense need to know everything. The child rebells and acts out because they feel like they constantly being watched and have no real personal freedom. Alpharius and Omegon try to give them space but they just can't let up on their old habits, which makes the kid feel even more frustrated.

Once upon a time, Lorgar's child would listen intently and with wide eyes as he told them about the divine. So eager to learn, to follow in his footsteps. But as they got older, they started to... lose interest. Lorgar only really started to worry though when they outright started to question their faith, question the existence of the holy. He tries to be patient, tries to keep their faith alive but it grates on him, frustrates him, when they refuse to listen. Still, he's determined to see this through and is confident that this is but a phase, a test for both of them and in the end they will remain a firm believer, just like him.

Horus is used to being liked, especially by those he considers family. He's his father's favorite son, the responsible older brother, the caring father. But recently, the one who used to adore him the most, his very own child, have started to act like they can't stand him. They roll their eyes when he speaks, they barely engages in conversation with him and then prefer to stay cooped up in their room rather than spend time with their father. Horus does not understand, can't relate or compare this to anything he's ever gone through. Ends up invading upon his child's space and privacy in his attempts to close this growing gap between them, something that only serves to frustrate them more.

Konrad does not handle it well. He's always been protective of his child, kept them close and in a place where he knows they'll be safe. To others, it might have seemed excessive, almost smothering, but Konrad had seen it as a necessity. When his child had been little, they accepted this as just another part of life, not knowing anything else, but now that they've started to grow up... they want more. They are no longer satisfied with the carefully gilded cage their father have built around them. Konrad, in an almost desperate effort to keep them safe, tries to limit their freedom, tries to stop them from leaving. This, of course, his child does not like. Not when they have heard about the world outside that's so close they can almost taste it. So they argue, they fight and the whole time, Konrad feels like he's losing the one good thing in his life. It makes him dig his claws in harder in a desperate attempt to keep them safe.

It's hard for Sanguinius. On one hand, he doesn't want to control his child, make them feel like he's smothering them. They are growing up and they won't be his little one forever. He needs to accept that. But on the other, Sanguinius doesn't want to let go. It's selfish of him but the thought of them leaving the nest one day, it scares him. What if he loses them? What if they leave and decide to never come back? Sanguinius has foreseen his own death but the thought of drifting away from his child scares him more than any vision of the future ever could.

Corvus notices the change immediately but rather than trying to do something about it, rather than talking with his child, he withdraws. Part of him understands that this is just a natural part of growing up but the rest of him feels, for the lack of a better word, hurt. He's always had this close bond with his child, this deep understanding, and seeing it seemingly fray and whittle away is near unbearable to him. But Corvus feels like there's nothing he can do to stop it, that it was inevitable, so he withdraws, stops spending as much time with his child, barely even talking to them. He watches them from a distance instead, waiting for them to make the first move to reconnect.

Ferrus has prepared for this moment. Kinda. If by prepared you mean 'send the kid away for proper training until they calm down' then yeah, he prepared. His kid either goes to learn under the adeptus Mechanicus or they start their space marine training. This is basically the modern equivalent to sending your kid to boarding school for a few years. It's for their own good but Ferrus won't lie and say that avoiding the problem played no part in this decision. He knows he's not good with the more emotional aspect of parenting so not trying is better than trying, right? Right?

Now, contrary to what some might assume, Rogal went through a rebellious phase when he was of similar age to his child. Granted, his 'rebellious' acts consisted of staying up late to finish his blueprints and engaging in arguments with construction workers regarding work efficiency and safety. Nonetheless, Rogal understands on some level what his child is going through which makes him more lenient. He still disciplines them when they act out but he also gives them more freedoms compared to before because he knows that, while rebellious, they are also becoming more mature and responsible.

In Vulkan's eyes, his child will always be just that; a child. HIS child. His little one. They might grow up big and strong but he can't help it, whenever he looks at them he sees the child that demanded stories before bedtime and struggled to pick up his tools. So even when they act out, even when they backtalk and act like the grouchy teenager they are, he doesn't get mad. Maybe a tad disappointed at times but he always gets over it. Endlessly patient with them but his seeming refusal to take their tantrums seriously makes his child feel frustrated, especially when the only thing they want is a reaction.

Lion thought that parenting would get easier as his child got older. Children are... messy. Nonsensical. Driven purely by emotion and whim. As hard as Lion had worked to instill discipline and order into his child from an early age, he had assumed that it would all pay off in the end. That they would act like an El'Jonson. Instead, they had gotten mouthy. Rebellious. They challenged everything he said, ignored what they didn't like, disobeyed clear orders. Yet no matter how hard Lion tried to discipline them, what punishments he dealt them for their insubordination, it never seemed to stick. If anything, it only made them worse. But Lion is just as, if not more, stubborn than them and refuses to back down. So, the fights continue.

At first Leman finds it funny. Aww, look at his lil pup, growing up and being all angsty about it. How cute! It becomes less cute when, after an intense argument, he's got them in a headlock because they tried to bite his nose off. Still, Leman has the opinion and belief that, the best way to work through all these developing feelings of theirs is through some good old character building. By that he means dropping in the Fenrisian wilds and letting them fend for themself for a while. Might seem a bit extreme to some but Leman did it when he was their age and he turned out just fine!

Jaghatai, while he doesn't take any disrespect, is actually quite alright with his kid growing into this phase. He understands that this is a crucial moment in their development, when they form an integral sense of self, and they can't do that if he coddles or hover over them. They need space. So, he mostly lets them run free, though he does set a clear line of boundaries that he expects them not to cross, make it clear that they are responsible for the consequences of their actions and that he wants them to still behave with dignity. That means no whining or brooding in the mess hall!

The moment Roboute realizes that his kid is entering their rebellious teen phase, he goes straight to mama Euten and papa Konor and asks them for advice. Because he tried to discipline his child after they ditched their lessons to spend time with their friends but all they did was repeat what he said with a mocking tone. It completely caught him off guard. Like, how does he respond to that? Roboute is so awkward around his kid during this period of time but he genuinely tries to understand them.

[s0phslibrary]

˚✧⁺˳༚ Bakugou x reader; platonic/best friends edition !! ˚✧⁺˳༚

my personal headcanons on what it would be like to be best friends with him (this is also inspired by us in my MHA DR, based on backstory and how i imagine it'll go!)

content tidbits: strictly platonic bond (aroace bakugou and aroace reader implied) 2-A era, following the plot but not the full on war, swearing, gender neutral reader but some possible fem leaning attributes mentioned at a point (makeup), fairly headstrong but also introverted reader, physical affection, maybe ooc bkg?, brief mention of death/injury, sliver of angst?, lots of fluff and comfort and attentive katsuki. also not rly proofread.

word count: 1.2k :p

A/N: I LOVE HIMMM :((( shifting to be his best friend is going to be so lovely. he's so angel.

how your bond started and grew !

so lets say y'all met at the start of your UA years, were seated next to each other. he was being his pissy lil 15 year old self, sitting on the table, yelling, average cunt attitude. you sat next to him, and eventually told him to stfu. naturally, that both irked and surprised him because nobody had really ever done so. but it somehow drew him in.

over the next few months, a 'tolerance', in his words, formed. but it was in fact friendship, he just didn't want to admit so (emotionally constipated ass)

he'd pick you first in sparring, knowing your strength and agility would work into his (because let's face it, at this point he still would have a complex of not wanting to be around anyone 'weak').

more time goes on, and there's a bit more opening up between the two of you. more on your side, but he tries. you see sides of each other you didn’t know were there, but it only elevates reason for your mutual admiration and respect.

moving into the dorms was a big plus for you both. you had more time to talk, hang out, and train. yes, people suspected smth more was going on, which was fucking annoying. but you both knew there was no romance in things. you just genuinely like each other's company

the actual headcanons lolol:

it took a while to get to it, but physical affection doesn’t go left out in your friendship. this is one of the main reasons people think you're together, but you both see it with the fact that intimacy doesn’t need to be more than just general feelings of closeness. yes, he complains when you use him as a human heater or pillow. but you don't miss how he buries his face into you, at last letting himself relax. he feels safe with you, and probably only you to do so. you might cuddle in your dorms after a long school day, rest on each other on the bus, hold hands when anxious. anything small or specifically by preference.

you are not of exception to is bullshit and remarks, i'd like to preface. but he does make an effort to remember any boundaries or triggers you have. your friendship holds a lot of value to him, and he would not want to cause any dents. and if he does, he waits, gives space, then it's talked out.

taking down villains is one of y'all's favourite hobbies LMAOOO. if you're his friend, you can match his energy and speed. the shit eating grins you both share when admiring your handy work (beat to shit villain) don't go unnoticed by classmates or teachers.

he teaches you to cook better! you maybe already could, but his teaching also comes from a place of care. cooking and eating good keeps you going, in his eyes at least. but you also both go out for food a lot. and don't think he hasn't forcefully built your spice tolerance.

you either bond over fandoms or get each other into them. which is dangerous if you are also a collector. maximalism fears you two. but it also helps with conversation. he was izuku's childhood bsf, TRUST the bitch knows how to ramble.

he is not only loyal, but extremely fucking observant. to the point he can read you cover to cover. whether it's your mood, a habit/stim/tic you have, what makes you laugh, what your favourite song is at the moment- he knows you in a way that signs his devotion to you and the dedication he has to your friendship.

he has a specific level of trust in you, especially after opening himself up to you in terms of who he is behind his crass and crude demeanour, and his thoughts/experiences. he wants you both to feel like you never have to fear expressing yourselves when it's only you two.

y'alls most common hang outs would be: cooking, watching shitty reality shows and mocking the people in them, movie nights, training/sparring, cooking, studying, going on walks/hikes, and concerts.

he just picks you up for some reason? off the ground?? zero explanation?? sometimes just walks around holding u like a bag????

if you ever bicker, it goes on for so. fucking. long. everyone in the class A dorms is TIRED. but you both can't help but crack grins during it, because you actually enjoy seeing how creative you can get.

DEEP !! CONVERSATIONS!!! we've seen him go to bed at 8pm in the series, but i don’t actually think he sleeps then. you've shared many times where either of u couldn’t sleep and texted each other to come over to one of your dorms, and didn't get to sleep til 3 because of your yap session. it could start as just gossiping or ranting, but then it could get to what you think comes after death or some shit 🧌 or your fears, and why they're fears to begin with. but you both soon drift off, and scramble to get ready the next day LOLL

he very begrudgingly let you do his makeup one day, and from there decided to start wearing eyeliner! he wanted to for a while (emo) but only started when seeing himself with it boosted his confidence :))

at some point, you get matching piercings and/or tattoos. he made fun of you for being nervous but almost shat himself when he got his tongue pierced. as for tattoos, i see you both getting an explosion, and also something related to your quirk as well. small but easy to spot, like a badge of pride.

he is clingy. he ain't ever gonna admit it, but he is in fact a koala at points. but it's for the reason he finally found a person who's company and presence doesn’t require him to be on guard of snap. you have a level of patience with him, and that means more than he can show or say.

speaking of showing and saying, he's often gifting you small trinkets or things related to things you like :) also making you meals when you're down, even if it's that 'shitty unhealthy crap you always want'. seeing you smile is important to him. so is knowing you're okay.

would probably freak if you got injured badly. he finally found someone who gets him, and who's his number 1 when things get hard, and the thought of you being in pain or losing you makes his stomach hurt. but if it's not severe, he'll be there to attend to you if you don't go to Recovery Girl.

you will have either a shared agency or agencies close in location/affiliation when you become pro's. no matter rankings or ratings, you will cheer each other on and offer support whenever you can. not even climbing to the top will separate you from each other. also if it's your choices, you go on a LOT of missions together.

he genuinely loves you sm it's so sweet :( <333 he won’t say it often, but showing it though quality time, a gift, or acts of service, is a common occurrence. it's a mutual love language to look out for each other and always be there for each other if it's accessible. you're his platonic soulmate, even though he'd rather drink piss than say so. he might not want to spend his life with someone tied down, but you're a placement he's willing to maintain.

[vryfmi]

[major book spoilers]

my favourite concept that i barely see in l&co fandom being talked about is Lucy grieving Skull. whether you see their relationship as platonic or ship skullyle, it's stupid to deny the fact that Lucy grew to care about Skull, her actions in epilogue being the heartbreaking glimpse into the new reality for her and her friends after the events of TEG:

“I don’t know why you insist on having it with us for each meal.” (Holly) “It’s that horrid charcoaled skull Lucy insists on carrying around with her.” (Holly) I’d wrapped it up and taken it home, and kept it with me ever since, just in case.

here i want to say that im not a fan of idea of Skull eventually "coming back", re-materialising. it defeats the moral of Lockwood & Co and the growth that Skull underwent. past is meant to stay the past, living can only learn from it while dead will forever exist there. no one should disturb the dead, the past, it needs to be left at rest and let it hold its memory.

Skull wanted and longed for freedom, at first defined by breaking out of silver-glass prison, but later, very clearly defined by the peace of mind. he was scared of death as much as Bickerstaff was, that's why Skull turned his back on the other side, he chose to stay here, in the world of the living. i always read his decision to save both Lucy and Lockwood as him admitting that he could never be a part of the living world (cough could never compete with what lockwood, alive boy, could give lucy cough), so he pushed the two away as he stayed in the room with Marissa, Penelope and Ezekiel.

to me, the best ending to Skull's story is him passing on his terms, not the explosion destroying his connection with the source, but contemplating what he sees himself doing after Lucy suggested him staying with L&Co. Skull declines her offer. and chooses freedom.

obviously, that's my reading and how i prefer to interpret L&Co's ending. (it's also the reason i can't accept that christmas special as canon, im sorry, i hate happiness).

but that leaves Lucy and her newfound need of keeping skull near her at all times since Fittes HQ explosion, her wishful thinking that he'd come back. and i want to see her go through painful acceptance of losing Skull. losing a someone that she never got to know closer. losing a chance to get to know him as a friend, to admitting to have found a friend in Skull, a kindred spirit. losing someone who understood her and knew her deepest fears because these two deeply traumatised teens were so alike. losing something that she chose to define herself and her worth by. Lucy would have to come to terms with how much of a support system she had in Skull. and now, she'd have to navigate without it.

Lucy makes a remark that i can't stop thinking about.

Whenever I put my fingers on it, I got no psychic charge. The bone was dry and cold.

i could go on a rampage theorising why Lucy can't feel anything despite a) her having a strong Touch b) objects that are not sources are still able to hold strong psychic echoes. but i feel like Stroud was trying to wrap up the story and didn't want to introduce a whole new storyline of Lucy picking up fragments of Skull's past. which is a shame. i would kill for such story to be told. (please hit me up if you do.)

but say she really can't pick up anything, Skull is gone and there's not a psychic trace left of him. where does Lucy find herself then? constantly checking the skull with all her senses, wishing to see a green spark dance around the (former) source, to hear a whispery insult in her ear, to feel just anything with her touch. but it's all gone. there's nothing left. no one left. everyone else is moving on, hurries Lucy to get rid of that horrid old bone, but how can she? how can she bring herself to get rid of the only thing left? the only thing left on earth to remember a nameless boy by? the boy who could've been her friend, but she failed to trust him? failed to say thank you?

with each passing day Lucy’d feel worse because she knows how she looks to her friends, to agents, to the ones saving London from violent visitors every night, putting their lives on the line. and here she sits, wishing a ghost to appear in her attic room when she's the most vulnerable at heart.

bonus points for Lucy picking up a pencil and trying to recreate the boy she saw on the other side on paper while the memory is still fresh, while she still remembers. (but also, if we view books as Lucy's memoirs, it would make Skull's bare-bone description even more sad because that would mean older Lucy forgot the details).

what im trying to incoherently say is, Lucy would grieve. and having read almost all of the books Stroud wrote, i see that he has a very intimate relationship with grief and mourning the loss of someone dear to the point where he explores different sides and intensities of it, how each of his characters goes through it, in every single book of his. (i believe, i have three more books of his to read).

p.s. i don't want to be a hypocrite so here are fics about lucy grieving skull that i love to bits:

- i'm still painting flowers for you by terryh

- echoes by menina123

- it isn’t the same (but it is enough) by bluejay_07

- don't wanna go, but it's time to leave by fourohfourerror

[cute-little-fly]

This is what I don’t understand about that criticism. All the show happened because of the first Stolitz night stand. They are the core from which all the rest of the narratives stem.

Without that the imp gang would be like just a normal pack of murder goons in wrath. Or maybe in pride but not in this way. Or well, eventually they could find a way to go to earth legally and with less issues, and no major problems would arise. Or, alternatively, Stolas would have to be eliminated, and the social class component of the series highly diminished if there is no main character coming from a privileged background.

Also, I think that this season devoted more to Stolitz because they need space for introducing a lot of things in season 3, so they needed to have them in a more solidified position to be able to focus on other characters. Of course, the couple will always be a central part of it, but I am excited to see the Goetia and other things of the world.

Which are the best rated and usually preferred episodes? The Fizz, and the more Stolitz focused ones. This show is at its best when it is Yaoi. Sorry, but is true.

I don't think the "Stolitz has taken over the whole show" crowd realizes that if you take away Blitzø and Stolas' relationship, what exactly would Helluva Boss be left with?

The I.M.P. company? The whole reason it exists is because Blitzø seduced Stolas and slept with him to steal the grimoire, which he needed to do his job until he got an asmodean crystal, and those aren't exactly easy to obtain, since they're kept by one of the deadly sins and he doesn't give them to just anyone.

Side characters like Fizz, Ozzie, Striker or Verosika? All good characters, but I don't think any of them would be able to carry their own show. Maybe a few episodes and a short or two, but that's all.

One-off/recurring gag characters like Wally Wackford and Emberlynn? Puh-lease. They're more entertaining when used sparingly. Two full seasons about them would just get old and stop being funny by the fifth episode.

Helluva Boss just wouldn't be Helluva Boss without Stolitz.

[oddyseye]

Hey EPIC fans who may not have had the pleasure of actually reading the Odyssey (or who just like the idea of it but prefer the fanfic versions) and are curious about Calypso’s backstory!

Do you want to know more mythology about this goddess? It might not be what you want to hear, but hey, this is for those of you who want to know the real deal about Calypso. I will cite my sources at the end.

First things first: who actually is Calypso?

Calypso is a character introduced in Homer’s Odyssey, composed around the 8th century BC, and she doesn’t show up in any earlier mythological texts. In the story, she’s a nymph who lives on the island of Ogygia. She’s depicted as beautiful and powerful. When Odysseus washes up on her island after being shipwrecked, she takes him in and keeps him there. She falls in love with him and, using her divine powers, keeps him captive, making him live with her for years while he longs to return home to Ithaca. She's a rapist. Let me say that again for the people in the back: Calypso rapes Odysseus. You can’t romanticize this. She literally traps him on her island, and despite his desire to leave, she won’t let him go. She keeps him as her lover, against his will, using her divine powers to hold him captive. This isn't just a "love story" where the two are tragically torn apart by circumstances. She has no interest in letting him leave, and in fact, actively stops him from doing so, which is rape:

ὣς ἄρα φωνήσας ἀπέβη κρατὺς ἀργεϊφόντης: ἡ δ᾽ ἐπ᾽ Ὀδυσσῆα μεγαλήτορα πότνια νύμφη ἤι᾽, ἐπεὶ δὴ Ζηνὸς ἐπέκλυεν ἀγγελιάων. τὸν δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ ἐπ᾽ ἀκτῆς εὗρε καθήμενον: οὐδέ ποτ᾽ ὄσσε δακρυόφιν τέρσοντο, κατείβετο δὲ γλυκὺς αἰὼν νόστον ὀδυρομένῳ, ἐπεὶ οὐκέτι ἥνδανε νύμφη. ἀλλ᾽ ἦ τοι νύκτας μὲν ἰαύεσκεν καὶ ἀνάγκῃ ἐν σπέσσι γλαφυροῖσι παρ᾽ οὐκ ἐθέλων ἐθελούσῃ: ἤματα δ᾽ ἂμ πέτρῃσι καὶ ἠιόνεσσι καθίζων δάκρυσι καὶ στοναχῇσι καὶ ἄλγεσι θυμὸν ἐρέχθων πόντον ἐπ᾽ ἀτρύγετον δερκέσκετο δάκρυα λείβων. Thus, having spoken, the mighty slayer of Argus went away, and the goddess, the queen nymph of great Odysseus, went to him, after hearing Zeus' message. There she found him sitting on the shore; his eyes were never dry, for tears flowed, as sweet life drained away, mourning his homecoming, for the nymph no longer pleased him. But for sure, at night he slept in the cave, forced, though unwilling, by the nymph, who had her way; and during the day, sitting on the rocks and shores, he tore at his heart with weeping and groaning, gazing at the endless sea, shedding tears. (Translation by me.)

Let us think about what she’s doing here: Odysseus is clearly not happy to stay on her island. Homer even makes it clear that he yearns to return home. He’s crying, he’s miserable, and yet, Calypso still keeps him there, for years. She uses the one thing she can offer him (comfort, beauty, and whatever else she thinks he might want) as a means of trapping him. The fact that he eventually gives in and even sleeps with her is not consent. It’s not a moment of mutual love. It’s survival under duress. He’s trying to find a way out, and she’s keeping him locked in, controlling the situation with her power and influence.

Misconceptions about Calypso:

#1: Calypso is cursed to never leave her island because of the Titanomachy, where she supported her father. Nope. Absolutely not. This is a Percy Jackson invention, where they love to take pieces of ancient mythology and twist them into some modern version of the story that makes it feel more dramatic or “tragic”. In The Odyssey, The Theogony, or even in Bibliotheca by Apollodorus, Calypso does not have any curse placed on her because of the Titanomachy. There’s nothing in any real ancient myth that says she’s stuck on her island because of some ancient grudge. She’s a nymph living on her island with no restrictions on leaving. Homer doesn't mention any past conflict that would tie her to a curse. In fact, Calypso is depicted as living peacefully on her island with no mention of any curse from the gods or the Titans. She’s simply there. She’s not trapped by some divine punishment; she just... exists. #2: Calypso is cursed to fall in love with any man who washes up on her island. Again, no. This is another piece of modern fanfiction nonsense, likely a Percy Jackson concoction, that people seem to think is canonical. Calypso doesn’t have any curse that makes her fall in love with every shipwrecked man she encounters. In fact, ancient sources never suggest that Calypso is cursed at all. She doesn’t have some magical compulsion that makes her fall in love with any man who happens to stumble upon her island. The reality is far more straightforward: she’s just a nymph living on an isolated island with her fellow nymphs, and when Odysseus washes up there, she falls in love with him. But that’s her own doing. There's no divine law forcing her to fall for him, no curse. She just sees him, desires him, and takes him in. The whole curse thing is a modern layer of drama that doesn’t exist in the original myth.

The truth: Calypso just lives on the island with other nymphs. Calypso isn’t trapped, she’s not cursed, and she doesn’t have to constantly fall in love with shipwrecked men. She’s just a nymph who lives on her island, Ogygia, surrounded by other nymphs. It’s not a punishment, it’s just where she resides. There is no grand backstory or divine interference that keeps her on that island. It is her home, and she’s just living her life until Odysseus washes up there. And let’s be clear, there’s no narrative implication that this is her “punishment” for any past sins or mistakes. She’s not being punished for supporting her father during the Titanomachy, nor is she cursed to fall for random men. She’s just living until Odysseus shows up, and then, of course, the whole situation turns complicated. I don’t know why this curse business keeps getting attached to her, but it’s not in any of the actual ancient sources. She is not a tragic character because of some godly revenge; she’s a character trapped by the narrative Homer constructs for her. And as much as people want to romanticize her or give her some tragic backstory, the truth is that she’s simply a nymph who had a shipwrecked man wash up on her shores. There’s no elaborate mythological reason for her being there, and there’s no curse making her fall for him.

Calypso and her lack of mythic pedigree.

I mentioned that Calypso doesn’t show up in earlier sources, but let’s dig deeper into the implications of that. Homer introduced Calypso in his Odyssey, but prior to that, there is no record of her in any mythological cycle. Calypso is Homer’s original character in the truest sense of the term. Homer needed a figure who could keep Odysseus stranded on his island for a prolonged period of time, and so he invented a goddess who could hold him there, ensnare him, and prevent him from moving forward. But unlike many other mythological characters who were integrated into the larger mythos and had complex roles within Greek religious traditions, Calypso is just an invention. A tool for the plot of the Odyssey who has no independent existence outside of Homer’s work.

Calypso’s entire mythological existence is built around The Odyssey, and that's it. Seriously, if you look at her in any real source, whether it’s Homer, Hesiod, or anyone else, there’s nothing else about her. No temples, no shrines, no altars, no cult following. There’s not a single piece of evidence that suggests people were lighting incense or singing her praises. She doesn’t even show up in any meaningful way in other myths. She literally doesn’t exist outside of The Odyssey. The one myth she does have is about Odysseus. That’s it. That’s her whole narrative. People like to reimagine it in a million different ways, with reinterpretations of whether it was consensual or not, whether they had kids together or didn’t, and there’s even weird fanfic-like stuff about their so-called “romance.”

So, Calypso is Homer’s OC?

Yes.

Yes, she absolutely is.

She’s a goddess who exists only for the purpose of holding Odysseus back, and once that role is fulfilled, she fades away into obscurity. She doesn’t have the depth of other mythological figures because she was never meant to. She’s just a plot device in a grand epic.

But hey, if you like her as a tragic romantic figure, I guess that’s your prerogative. Just don’t forget that it’s all modern reinterpretation and not based in the actual myths.

SOURCES:

Homer, The Odyssey - Greek Epic C8th B.C. Hesiod, Theogony - Greek Epic C8th - 7th B.C. Hesiod, Catalogues of Women Fragments - Greek Epic C8th - 7th B.C.

[commandershepardvasfuckit]

An Arranged Marriage, part 31

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There’s a difference between knowing it’ll be 2.5 days of travel to Zen’s village and then truly understanding what 2.5 days of travel on foot actually feels like. At least Zen is trying to make it as easy as possible.

(I am feral over my own character, ask box is always open for talking about my writing or just monster fucking in general!)

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Two and a days was not an accurate estimate for how long it would take to get to Zen’s village.

“How much farther is it?” you asked Zen. He had warned you that it usually took him two and a half days to get to his village, but that was walking at his pace. At this point you were kicking yourself for not taking him up on his offer to borrow a horse for you from the royal stables. You had never ridden a horse before and did not want to look silly trying to learn how to on the fly, but that would have been preferable to all this walking at least.

“We are only a few hours outside the city, though at this rate it will take quite a bit longer to get there” he pointed out.

You groaned, somehow it did not sink in before when he told you how long it would take.

“We can stop and rest” he offered.

“We just stopped a little while ago. If we keep stopping so much we’ll never get there.”

“We will get there eventually, and I would rather take our time instead of having you drop dead, so how about we take a break?”

You grumbled your agreement and let Zen unpack some water and food for lunch. It was simple, just some dried fish and other meats, some fruit, and some incredibly dry, dense bread.

“I do not really like it either” he commented as he watched you gnaw at the chunk of bread, “It is an orc thing, and not very good, but it lasts well when traveling.”

You curled up on his lap after both of you were done with lunch, not caring that you were already overheating and Zen was always practically a furnace. Between the heat and all the walking you were exhausted. Without saying anything he leaned back and kept you against his chest until he was entirely laying down. You may have been sticky and sweaty, but he did not seem to care as you laid on top of him.

After an accidental nap and lunch you did feel a bit refreshed though, once more winding your way through the plains with Zen.

“There is a small village on the coast about a day from here, we could stop there and see if they have anyone sailing north we could go with” Zen said.

“Anything to speed this up” you nodded. He might have been used to all this traveling and walking, but you sure were not.

Zen ended up carrying you for a good portion of the rest of the day, though not until after you protested heavily about not needing to be toted around like a child. Regardless, it went much faster at his pace.

As the sun set Zen sat you down in the little cluster of trees next to stream that he decided would make a good camp for the night. Quickly he busied himself with lighting a fire while he sent you to refill the water skins in the stream. It was so quiet being so far from the city, probably the quietest the world had ever been for you.

The sandy, packed earth of the desert around the city had given way to patchy plains many miles ago, which in turn was now fading into a denser grassland with sporadic trees. While it had been just as hot all day, the temperature now that the sun was nearly down was not dropping as much here at least, the grass was able to insulate and hold on to some of the sun’s warmth.

Dinner was the same sort of basic meal as lunch, the two of you sat close together on the bed roll just relaxing. You had never been so tired even though you had only walked half of the day. Zen, while still tired looking, did not seem nearly as exhausted as you and was just happily leaning on you and resting his chin on top of your head.

You reached up to scratch his head, which just made him pull you onto his lap so he could nuzzle you a bit better.

You could feel your pulse rising in your throat, you had not been out of the city since you were attacked over a month ago and all those feelings were bubbling up. You knew for certain that Zen could protect you, that even way out here that he was more than capable of keeping you safe, but right now it was doing nothing to calm you.

“Hey” his voice was soft in your ear, “Are you alright?”

You just shook your head, unable to find words.

“Talk to me, I can tell something is wrong.”

“It’s just been a while since I left the city.”

Clearly he realized what you meant. He hugged on to you a little tighter, “I have you, I will not let anything ever hurt you again, I promise.”

You buried your face into his chest, trying to block out the world with the smell of incense and the sound of his steady heartbeat. He shifted about under you and laid down, pulling you on your his chest and covering you both with the blanket. Like this his tusks were holding up the blanket, making a little tent.

“I promise it is just you and me out here, and if anything gets close Tsov’ka will let me know.”

You nodded into his chest, not actually feeling any better but you appreciated that he was trying to reassure you.

Sleep did not come easy. Every little sound startled you back awake, which then also seemed to wake up Zen. Each time he would rub your back and sing to you until you fell back asleep.

Morning came too soon and Zen woke you for breakfast, the same simple meal as lunch and dinner yesterday. He looked tired, even if he would not admit it, as the two of you set off following the stream to the coast.

“Oh wow” you said. It was not like the rocky, cliff side coast that you knew back home. The water was not gray and churning, instead it was clear and smooth, and the beach was just flat sand littered with shells.

“Have you seen the ocean before?” he asked.

“Not like this, it’s so calm and bright.”

“Come, how about we walk on the shore then.”

You packed your shoes into Zen’s bag and walked where the sea met the land. Gentle waves ran over your feet while you kept bending down to pick up shells, the hem of your skirt was getting wet but you did not care, you were having fun. Zen held onto the shells you found, carefully tucking your newly found treasures into the pockets of his bag.

“I promise there will be more shells when went get to my village, we still need room in my pack for our clothes” he kissed the top of your head and helped you pack the last of your shells for now.

On the soft sand you quickly got tired as you struggled to keep from sinking into it with every step. Zen on the other hand seemed to have no problem with staying on top of it and soon you ended up with him carrying you once more.

In the distance the first few structures emerged from the horizon, steadily growing in size until it was a small village in the distance. It was not much, maybe a dozen or so houses right on the shore centered around a large fire pit, but it was civilization and possibly the chance to sail the rest of the way to Zen’s village.

Immediately several people flocked around the two of you, chatting with Zen in his tongue and looking at you with curiosity. After a few minutes you were both being ushered to sit down around the fire and being handed food, it was a nice change from the dried rations you had for the last few meals.

“They seem friendly, people you know?” you asked.

“I think I have met a few people here in passing, but no one I know well” he said, “But it does look like there is a few fishermen who planned on sailing north tomorrow morning that we can go with. It will not get us all the way to my village, but we will only be about half a day away then.”

It was nice seeing Zen interacting with everyone, people who were strangers he seemed to talk to like old friends. Periodically he paused to translate and fill you in, though most of it went over your head; updates on other villages or people, chatting about aspects of his culture you did not have analogues for, but it was all the same to you. Really you were feeling to tired to socialize anyway and it was just nice to see him looking so relaxed and happy.

He always seemed happier speaking his own language. He gestured with his hands a lot in his language, unlike when he spoke human common. His pitch and inflection seemed to vary a lot more than when he spoke common versus his relatively flat common, he was just so much more animated.

You leaned against him to get his attention, “Teach me your language.”

“Orcish would be more useful for you, more people speak it back in the city” he said.

“I want to talk to you, like this” you gestured vaguely around, “I like listening when you talk, I want to be able to hear how you really talk and sound.”

You could feel how hard he was purring just from where you where leaning on his arm.

He leaned his head down and nuzzled the top of yours, “Then I would be very happy to teach you.”

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[rebo-chan]

Yesterday, I decided to assign all of the Vongola Kids desserts and list my reasons along with it. After sitting on it for a night, I decided to make a post about it!! Consider this my Vongola kids flower post 2.0. (Aka another excuse to infodump about desserts, the same as flowers..) sJKNG one day I'll make a serious analysis post again but today is NOT that day. For now, these are the insane ramblings of someone who looked at a dessert and said "IS THIS A VONGOLA CHILD?" for 2 whole hours until the desserts started to speak back to me. Something something, stare into the abyss and it stares back at you. Please... enjoy the vongola kids dessert-ified... Which one of these would you try personally? <3 Put underneath the cut for length purposes~

Tsuna: Purin Pudding/Custard Pudding

Okay so just look at it. thats tsuna. Soft and smooth, easy on the tastebuds. The special thing about Purin Pudding is that the caramel on top can be cooked for a shorter or longer time to change the flavoring up. Darker is more bitter, while lighter is sweeter. This creates a dessert that if you're someone who prefers a specific level of sweetness/bitterness; a purin pudding can be a good dish to suit your tastes. There's a level of this pudding for anyone. It's a flexible harmonious dessert, and can be enjoyed by everybody. Just like our boy, Tsuna. :)<3

Also, shoutout to my friend who pointed out that in the Sanrio collab, Tsuna was paired with pom pom purin. This was completely unintentional on my part but I'm taking that a sign from the universe that I'm right SGKJN.

Gokudera: Berry Trifle

So, this is a very overwhelming dessert with lots of layers. You take your first bite and you don't even get all the flavors. its all berry which is like this mixture of sour and tangy. Then you dig further in and you start to find that sweet cream inside of the dessert. If you're willing to try and dig that far in and see him for what it is, eventually, the cream and berries will mix together towards the bottom into a delightful cream, berry, and cake treat that will be a wonderful mixture of sweetness and tangy. It represents his character and the devotion in him that becomes sweeter the more work you're willing to put into him.

Yamamoto: Anmitsu

A Japanese confectionary that uses agar, the white jelly that you see, which is made from red algae. This fits very well in the fact his family owns a seafood restaurant. Red algae can be turned into something new, yet still traditional to its home country. I believe this represents our baseball player turned samurai for his family quite well. So, water is used to melt the agar, and the dish is lined with fresh fruits and topped with sweet black syrup for flavoring. Overall, this ends up creating a simple, sweet, and refreshing dish to consume. Yamamoto at his core represents tradition, innovation, and is a refreshing force within his family.

Ryohei: Maple Walnut Pound Cake

So, where I'm from, pound cake is a breakfast food. You don't have it very often, but it's a filling treat you would have with tea or coffee. There's the equivalent dessert referred to as bundt cake, but bundt cake tends to be lighter and more airy. Pound cake gets its name from having 1 pound of each ingredient, and can be in whatever shape it wants. Bundt cake tends to be made in the shape of the image you see above. A pound cake CAN be a bundt cake, but bundt cakes are not pound cakes is a good way to see it. Anyway back to Ryohei, pound cakes are the heavier version and fill you up quickly so therefore they're great for an energy boost in the morning. The flavor and nuts provide a sweet crunchy taste that I believe fits Ryohei well, as someone who trains and is a charged battery of energy. (Also healthy protein in the nuts, since he's an athlete LOL) He's a lot to consume, but he'll keep you going throughout the day.

Lambo: Taffy

Obviously Lambo has to be a candy. He HAS to be. Lollipops were too simple for him, and his grape candy that he eats in canon is just too vague to find an answer for. I stumbled upon taffy, which is sweet and hard that you have to suck on to enjoy and it takes awhile! I thought the toughness of the taffy represented his role as lightning guardian well, then you consider the long time it takes to eat representing how he’s going to grow into someone really strong. And finally, because he’s a little kid and taffy is a kid’s candy……also it comes in grape. (Also, Taffy tends to be either you love it or you hate it and that's pretty Lambo in canon haha.)

Chrome: Choux puff/cream puff

Choux are really light and airy. I don't know if you guys have ever had them but it feels like biting into a sweetened slightly crunchy air hksnj. Barely present. I think just how airy this dessert is fits her well. There’s a bit of a shyness to this dessert I can’t explain it. But I think whats extra special is that choux puffs can baked in masses and slowly put together into a croquembouche which is a giant tower of cream puffs. These are made specifically in celebrations, typically weddings or christmas.They're very expensive, very elegant, and huge symbols in France. I think it’s a great way to show Chrome’s growth into herself as she slowly grows from a single little pastry into a magnificent sight. Or maybe I'm being too poetic abt desserts that one small dessert can become something great with time, precision, and hard work put into her if someone is willing to try.

Mukuro: Baked Alaska Flambe

I mean look at it. LOL. It’s a huge meringue layering that gets burnt on the outside by the flames via blow torch, creating a smokey crunch on the outside. The meringue layer acts as an insulator for ice cream that sits on the inside so it doesn’t melt. In a way, I think this represents Mukuro well. A burnt outer layer that protects the sweeter interior. You can take the burnt out layer to be how he presents himself, but truly is kindhearted on the sweet inside interior or you can view the burning meringue layer as the side of him that allows himself to get burnt to protect the family he's managed to gather together.

Hibari: Rakugan

He was hard. He really truly was hard. Eventually, I stumbled upon the Rakugan. They’re a type of wagashi (thank you to my aforementioned friend for giving me the idea that he'd be a japanese confectionary... my ass was looking at chocolate cakes LOL), and more specifically a higashi. This refers to dry Japanese candy. Basically, they’re a candy that has all of the moisture sucked out of it (less than 10% of water remains!), but once you put it in your mouth it melts away quickly once water is mixed in. Much cloud behavior. Also they’re really cute and intricate with various different designs and he likes cute things (thanks unnamed friend lol). You eat them with green matcha tea, usually served formally at tea ceremonies or given at shrines and buddhist temples as religious offerings. Very traditional sweet made out of pure sugar. I think the fact you enjoy this sweet with the bitter matcha taste mixed with the traditionalism fits him very well. They're also deeply connected to the region of Kanazawa in Japan, just like Hibari with Namimori. I had a very funny interaction with my friends in regards to this dessert, because doesn't it kinda look like it would taste like soap??? LIKE THAT'S JUST SOAP. DRY. SOAP. I enjoy the idea that Hibari be this very gorgeous and history-filled dessert, and then taste like dry soap that you need to drink tea with to stomach. It just? IT FITS HIM.

Thank you for reading this far if you did <3 Which would you EAT!!! If I had to pick one, I would eat the HELL out of ryohei. i looove pound cake.

[himeroon]

- SCARAMOUCHE X READER AFTERCARE -

Scaramouche x fem!reader, Scaramouche x Y/N, Scaramouche cheats on his gf wit reader, sorta FWB, FLUFF, Aftercare, no actual smut

- NO PROOFREADING

As you and Scaramouche both came, and you guys finished up this session you were basically passed out on the bed. Scaramouche sat at the edge of the bed smoking his cigarette, you could feel the weight of his body on the mattress it was oddly comforting.

Scaramouche was just a guy you had a one night stand with in a dirty club bathroom just a couple weeks ago. Ever since then you guys had met up a couple times too, well, fuck. You could tell he wasn’t the affectionate type or the type of person to get strapped down in relationships. Despite how cold and devaluating it felt you both had already gotten used to the schedule. One called up the other, you guys would link up, and the he would smoke and silence and hand you your clothes which was normally your sign to leave. Not tonight though because as he turned around he could see how tired you were and maybe for only a split second he felt a bit, bad?

“Hey,” he started talking which immediately caught your attention, every word he spoke sounded heavenly to your ears. “We went pretty hard tonight, you okay?” He asked as he leaned over and back onto the headboard, he knew damn well he didn’t give a shit, “Aww how sweet of you to check up on me” you chuckled. Your tease was met with a cold, unimpressed stare. You smiled awkwardly before responding correctly, “Uh yea I guess I’m just-“ you began as you started getting up you felt obvious discomfort. “Sticky,” Scara looked at the clock, “We have about a couple hours until my girlfriend gets back, you should have time to shower.” He said gently as he took a deep drag of the cigarette.

You nodded and began getting up, you got up pretty swiftly and the second you tried to walk-

All Scaramouche heard was a deep *thump* Before he immediately turned his head and sat up, He immediately burst out laughing laying his hand on his forehead. “And you say my dick isn’t good!” He laughed, “Quit laughing and help me up! I literally can’t fucking walk.” You snapped at him as he just stared at you with the most annoying shit eating grin. “I don’t know sweetheart you look pretty sweet naked on my bedroom floor,” he smirked, You couldn’t help but roll your eyes in desperation.

He helped you up and held you close to his bare chest. “So, you really can’t walk huh?” He teased, “And what’s funny about that huh? Ableist fuck.” “So what I’m hearing is I should just let go and let you fall on the floor.” He smirked again, you looked up into his indigo eyes, you were so tired and so not in the mood so in the moment all you did was place your forehead head on his chest and shut your eyes. “Can you just take me to the shower, please?” You sounded like you were about to tear up as your voice involuntarily turned into a soft whine.

Something in Scara softened up in that moment, you were tired, he was tired, why not be tired together? He thought as he picked you up. He held you ever so gently that in the moment you probably could’ve convinced yourself this wasn’t the same person who was harshly fucking and teasing you just a couple moments ago. The soft skin of his arms against your body was so soothing to you, Scaramouche placed you on the counter next to the bathroom sink as he began running you a bath. You observed carefully at the soft was way he threw salts, and bath liquids in the big tub.

He turned and looked at you harshly for a second before his eyes visibly softened, “My girlfriend is really fond of baths, I prefer showers but eh, they’re ok.” He shrugged softly, you looked all over him from head to toe as you analyzed his every move. He eventually softly picked you up before softly placing you in the warm water, the water felt so refreshing as it rubbed up on your body. Scara joined into the bath with you and something about him being so close to you made you a bit nervous, he watched you as you fidgeted in place with your fingers.

“You nervous?”

His soft voice caught you off guard, making you jump slightly before looking up again, “No,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper. He got a bit closer to you, his face merely inches away from yours. “Comere, it’s ok.” He reassured you before bringing his hand up, dragging it up on your wet body and bringing it to your chin before getting closer his soft lips meeting yours. His tongue slowly spit and slipped into yours, as he passionately kissed you. Bringing you onto his lap he held your legs opened as his hands began exploring your body.

You slowly broke the kiss as you both stoped to catch your breaths you opened your eyes slightly and spoke softly, “Scara I don’t think I can take you right now.” You whispered gasping for air, Saracmouche shushed you softly. “It’s ok baby just relax,” your eyes almost as if commanded to began fluttering closed as you began drifting off on Scara’s chest, and for the first time ever he allowed you to as he stroked your head while playing with your hair.

- XOXO, HIME.

[candy616]

Some cool legit* Graves headcanons.

*I personally don’t like making headcanons out of nowhere; I prefer to study canon thoroughly. But since Graves is based on an actual man, it gives my mind permission to create some headcanons. Now, I’ve watched almost EVERY video featuring EP (and about him, both "good" and "bad"), and I can tell that they are extremely similar in some ways but very different in others. I don’t think I’ll ever do a full breakdown comparison (because I’ve already forgotten almost every detail, and rewatching everything would take me another year, lol). But I want to share some really nice things that suit Graves very well. The first two things were actually shared by EP’s former colleague (and now a traitor).

When Graves was on his way to the Congress hearing, he was listening to "Rage Against the Machine – Killing in the Name" on repeat, singing along to the line "Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me" over and over again. He was frustrated that he had to explain his actions to civilians who weren’t even there. (I had a Graves cover of this song on my YouTube channel, but YouTube deleted my channel, so I can’t share it.)

Graves doesn’t have any hobbies—not one that isn’t related to warfare in some way. When a curious Shadow asked him about it, Graves dismissed him, saying, "My hobby is counter-insurgency." He studies conflicts around the world relentlessly, looking for opportunities. If he’s not at war, he’s bored.

Plus, Graves is a huge history buff. He knows everything about any kind of warfare, past and present. He can always make a reference to a battle or a war hero for any occasion.

Graves has a pilot’s license, of course. He loves flying. (Another hobby related to warfare, lol.) He owns some private light aircraft.

Graves aggressively built up an aviation wing in Shadow Company and supplied aircraft to the CIA and other government agencies. They have a lot of civilian aircraft, including both fixed-wing light airplanes and helicopters. With Shepherd’s permission, he was allowed to acquire some military aircraft. And the tank was Shadow Company property, too. When Shepherd allowed him to borrow an AC-130 for some missions, he was literally ecstatic.

Graves wears a titanium Breitling Emergency watch. These watches have a personal locator beacon (PLB) integrated into them.

Also, I really love how they have exactly the same facial expressions. They both have an identically sweet and kind smile (the kind that reaches their eyes) when they like you or are in a good mood. At the same time, they can give the most chilling, polite smile—more like a reptilian stare—if you try to accuse them or piss them off somehow.

Shadow Company sad bonus (sorry): !DO NOT GOOGLE IF YOU CAN’T BEAR IRL VIOLENCE!

The first Shadow Company ambush by Konni was probably based on the 2004 Fallujah ambush.

Shadow Company’s the Las Almas incident was probably based on the Nisour Square Massacre.

Shadow Company would probably be renamed and eventually sold to someone else. (I hope they don’t decide to kill Graves, or I’m coming after them.)

Written especially for my luv @bellgraves hope you like it! 💖💖 And @xxavengingangelxx ❤️ maybe you'll find some of it useful. Also @makeila04 ❤️

Further reading (for myself lol):

"Civilian Warriors: The Inside Story of Blackwater and the Unsung Heroes of the War on Terror" by Erik Prince.

"Master of War: Blackwater USA's Erik Prince and the Business of War" by Suzanne Simons.

"Blackwater: The Rise of the World's Most Powerful Mercenary Army" by Jeremy Scahill.

"We Were Blackwater: Life, death and madness in the killing fields of Iraq – an SAS veteran’s explosive true story" by Barrie Rice.