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oblique-lane · 7 months ago

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more mercenary analysis, whichever merc you want <3

Not a mercenary but... Okay!

Let's dissect Pauling

Always so collected, responsible and efficient. The one who is not afraid to get her hands dirty for the sake of a goal, and her performance is always one hundred percent. What could possibly be not cool about her?

Well, maybe the fact that this all is, in fact, an act. Of course it is.

I'm not saying her determination and dedication to her job aren't sincere decisions of her heart, she really enjoys it and shines in her work. It's just a matter of WHY and WHAT she's doing it for. And on what scale.

For her, her job is EVERYTHING. Eagerly working 364 days a year with barely any rest, masochistically putting herself in so much danger, blindly following the boss's instructions, not even hesitating to kill people standing on the way...

Wow, there's gotta be something going on here.

Well, obviously the Administrator plays A HUGE role in this situation. Why would Pauling trust her so much? Referring to the comics, Pauling trusted her wholeheartedly on whatever the Administrator was planning, even though she didn't know what it was. This blind following that vaguely resembles nothing less than a weird somewhat child-to-a-mother attachment. It's just a Boss, just a job, why?

Because that's what it is. Mother issues. Very apparent.

We don't know anything about Pauling's past, so there's where the headcanons begin:

I'm assuming her birth mother was very neglectful and dismissing, never acknowledged her daughter's accomplishments and struggles. No matter how hard Pauling tried to become "worthy" in her eyes, it seemed to be never enough, as if she didn't even exist at all. Maybe her mother was a substance addict or something and their household wasn't safe and stable, so Pauling had to become an adult early and run away from home as a teenager and find a job to get by.

(I assume that because I believe there was a mention in the canon lore that Ms.Pauling had been working for the Administrator for long long years (don't remember exactly), indicating that she started working when she was still a minor).

So, being taken under the Administrators wing, her young wounded brain found a substitute for a very thing she was lacking, subconsciously clinging onto the Administrator as a newly mother figure, in order to "get it right this time".

Administrators Strictness, responsibility and demandingness were the most favorite qualities of a person of authority in Pauling's eyes, in contrast to the laziness, unaccountability and indifference of the environment in which she grew up. She could finally strive.

This time she would show the mother figure that she's worthy, she's important and irreplaceable; she exists. She would prove that no amount of hardship is too much for her if it means approval for the Administrator.

And the Administrator kind-of-sort-of gave Pauling this pseudo-love in return, encouraging her to sacrifice herself even more for their work. Which is at the very least unfair, and at most just predatory. Administrators "love" was conditional, in contrast with when the real motherly love Pauling unknowingly expected. Administrator was too immature for a mother figure, too much in power for a partner or a friend, yet too close for a formal boss. What is this!? Something not nice.

The Administrator doesn't love Pauling for Pauling, she loves her working qualities. And thus, Paulings subconscious guess was confirmed that "I'm only important when I'm doing the job. I AM the job."

Tying your worth to what you DO instead of what you are is a huge dangerous existential rout one could choose. But she never really knew her importance outside of her skills, so she wouldn't know.

Now imagine how actually painful that character arc was for her, when the Administrator proved herself to be unreliable and secretive, and when Pauling started to question her intentions for the first time.

"... Because I trusted you!"

"Then why are you questioning me now?"

It wasn't even the real conversation between them, just Pauling's mind torturing her.

It reminded me of the crisis of a 4-year-old when they realise that their parents aren't perfect; they don't know anything and they CAN hurt you.This shattering illusion of almighty love. When a child stops believing that the "harsh love" their mother treats them with is simply an abuse.

Wouldn't it be terrifying to realise in your 20s thar despite running for "the mother's approval" all your life, you will never truly get it. If your mother failed to provide it to you at such a young age, nothing will truly substitute that, especially now, when you're an adult, no one will love your inner child the way it was supposed to be loved.

Unless you yourself decide to take that role.

...

Realistically speaking, it's not nearly that sever with Pauling! She's happy in the environment she's in, there's lots of interests for her to explore (Guns, fights, killin'!) So many adventures every day! Even if Pauling has her inner suffering, it's not that bad aa I describe it. Her mother problems may actually be an advantage, a reason she is such a good and caring boss for the mercenaries.

I'm just edgying things down for the sake of the clearer analysis. But still...

If the Administrator will be gone and Pauling loses her life-dedicated job... What will be left? Who is Pauling once Mann Co is no more? Can she answer that?

References:

– A video that helped me better understand the Good Girl mask:

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– "Lise Bourbeau's 5 soul wounds model: Injustice"

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ivesambrose · 1 month ago

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The next chapter of your life indicates a period of discipline, structure and determination. Long term plans or goals instead of short term gratification. I feel previous months of stagnation, struggle and mental turmoil has led to you having the mindset of being rather unfazed towards anything because you have likely realised that regardless of what you 'see' you're in control. You've learnt to trust your intuition and inner guidance over anyone else. You might encounter power struggles in between but this will lead to emotional growth nonetheless.

There is a lot of joy, celebration and new connections to look forward to as well. It might seem like despite the good happening to you and what you've wanted for so long finally being yours, you feel rather defensive. Remember to push through despite past struggles. To fully be in the present and enjoy what you have and what you deserve. For some of you I do see you making really good friends but due to past experiences you're rather guarded towards them. The message I'm getting is that yes, do use discernment when dealing with people. Do establish necessary boundaries. But don't let promising friendships falter due to fears.

You can also expect your dreams to be more within reach, renewal and unexpected help coming through, the path getting clear when you least expect it, healing from mental strain that have remained unspoken.

Lastly, you will experience a balance in giving and receiving. This will be necessary when it comes to your material and spiritual growth.

The next chapter of your life calls for adjustment and change. Drastic ones. If it's causing you some tension know that this area of your life requires that change. You can't expect to step into the next chapter of your life otherwise. I see that this involves your daily routine, health, work, with opportunities of personal growth and recognition in those areas. You may also be stepping into a new role of responsibility that requires self discipline on your part. You will be pushed to focus on your physical health a lot more. So if you feel like you're getting sick often it's a sign to stress less about it and take mindful steps towards it instead. Be it getting a proper check up or holding yourself accountable. You don't have to rush anything however, improvement will happen gradually. Some of you likely just need more movement but not the kind that puts your body on overdrive. There will be rapid progress and sudden opportunities coming your way out of the blue, a lot of communication and even travel. Career wise, it's looking really good! You will also be transitioning away from a very difficult time of your life. You may also have new intellectual pursuits, you'd want to learn new things or will be acquiring a lot of necessary knowledge. you will also find yourself juggling many tasks or projects at once but this will lead to a sort of mastery over your life You'll be feeling rather accomplished.

The next chapter calls for self expression, communication as well as creativity however some challenges or conflicts might arise as you assert your individuality or learn to find your voice in new environments.

You can however, look forward to emotional growth, new beginnings in your emotional life as well creative expressions.

Steady and solid growth when it comes to your finances as well. Something that makes you feel like you don't need to rely on others and you have financial freedom so one less thing to feel anxious about that has possibly been weighing down on you far too much .

Once again, try not to over exhert yourself or you'll end up attaching the experience to something that should come to you rather smoothly. In other words, you really need to drop the mindsets of the people that have been projected onto you and have become your belief systems. It's time to make some of your own without losing sight of what you truly value.

You can also expect more mental clarity and better insights in regards to what to do, where to invest, your life's purpose and what truly brings you joy. But instead of running from it like you did before, you'll embrace it.

You might feel more drawn towards arts, aesthetics, cooking, gardening etc as well.

Having time and proper consideration towards things you earlier didn't have the state of mind for.

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imtryingbuck · 1 year ago

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Clingy

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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: Bucky overhears his girlfriend calling him clingy

Word count: 1243

Warnings: sad Bucky and swearing

A/N: whilst editing this I realised that Alpines a girl but just for the sake of this story we’re going to pretend she’s a boy🙃

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Bucky had a massive smile planted on his face as he left the bedroom he shares with his girlfriend and cat; he was so proud of himself for finally mastering online shopping - he just ordered a huge cat tree for Alpine. To others it wouldn’t have been important but for him it was an accomplishment he was excited to share with his girl.

With a little bounce in his step, he was about to turn the corner to where the common room was when he comes to a stop.

“-I’m telling you Nat it’s annoying” he smiles at the voice that has soothed him to sleep more times than one “he’s so clingy, always wanting to lay on me, always following me around, trying to kiss me whilst I’m eating! It’s like he always needs to be touching me at every given moment, God he’s so needy” his heart breaks not only at the words but at how frustrated she sounds. He really didn’t mean to be clingy and needy, there was no doubt in his or anyone’s minds that he was in love with her, everyone always mocked about how he was her shadow, but he didn’t care. Being her shadow was his way of showing her that he loves her and that he was always going to be there, that no one was ever going to hurt her.

Not having the heart to hear the rest he turns around and walk back to their shared room, determination running through his veins he was going to change. He didn’t want to lose her. The last thing he hears is Natasha laughing.

“Y/N he’s a cat! He loves you” Natasha chuckles.

“Yeah but still… it’s annoying. Because the worst part is that he only does it when Bucky isn’t there” Nat tries really hard not to laugh at the pout on the other woman’s face. It doesn’t take long for both burst out laughing.

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Throughout the week Y/n notices something wrong with Bucky, it wasn’t normal for him to be out of bed before her - not anymore at least - he didn’t want to cuddle up with her anymore, the kisses were quick. It was hurting her; she was missing him even though he was close by. It wasn’t just her that noticed Bucky’s strange behaviour.

“What’s going on with you and Mr grumpy pants?” Sam asks as he hands her a fresh cup of tea.

“I don’t know Sammy, he’s been distant this past week and I don’t know what I’ve done”

“Have you guys argued?”

“No” taking careful sips of the hot beverage “the last time we argued was when I took that bullet for him and that was like what three months ago? We only argued for about an hour before we made up.”

“Wait… seriously that was the last time you argued?”

“Yep, we don’t argue about anything. Yes, we have disagreements about everything and anything, but it never leads to us fighting. But we also come to a mutual agreement on whatever we’re disagreeing with.”

“Okay okay” he puts on his concentration face on as she always puts it “have you took any bullets for him recently?” chuckling when he receives a deadpan look.

“No Sam I haven’t taken any bullets for him recently” rolling her eyes as she sets the now empty cup down “I honestly don’t know what I’ve done, I miss him.”

Standing up and placing a kiss to her temple “Go and talk to him, it’s breaking my heart seeing you both sad and mopey.”

“I will, thanks Falc”

Instead of going to find Bucky she grabbed her coat and bag and headed down to the garage, once she was inside her car she drove to the store.

The bed was covered in all different kind of snacks and drinks, her plan was to sit him down and talk then they’ll spend the rest of the night in bed watching movies and filling their faces. Making her way out of the room she went to track down her boyfriend - finding him in the gym.

“Hi bubba, can you finish up here and come with me” instantly not liking how her voice sounds.

“Um okay just give me a minute.”

“Of course.”

“Im done, where we going.?” Bucky’s right hand twitches to reach out to hold hers but all he does is shoves it in his pocket.

“Back to our room. We need to talk Buck”

He was prepared to drop to his knees and beg for her not to break up with him, promises on the tip of his tongue that he’d change and be better. Before he could utter a word, they had arrived at their room. The door was closed softly behind them whilst his head was bowed downwards finding his shoes more interesting.

“Buck I don’t know what I’ve done wrong but I’m sorry I don-“

“I heard you”

“What?”

“I heard you talking to Nat about me being clingy and needy and annoying and I’m trying baby really I am. I gave you space, Im keeping distant because I love you and I don’t want you to break up with me an-“

“Bucky breath! Here sit down, focus on your breathing bubba” Moving him to sit on the sofa that was in their room, she knelt down in front of him going through his breathing exercises.

It took nearly 10 minutes for him to get his breathing under control, leaving him feeling more ashamed as always after he had a panic attack “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” he manages to rasp out.

“I’ll tell you what I always tell you when you have panic attacks - don’t apologise. It’s okay bubba I promise, I’ve got you” taking his hands into hers so rubs her thumbs over his flesh and metal knuckles “I wasn’t talking about you that day Buck, I was talking about Alpine. He followed me and Nat into the common room and Nat made a comment, I was talking about how he only wants me when you’re not around. Oh bubba you actually thought I was talking about you?” Taking one of her hands from his she wipes the stray tear that rolls down his cheek as he nods “Bucky I love it when you’re all over me, I love knowing that I’m never alone because your always there. I have never once thought you was clingy not once! I love you Buck and I love the attention you give me and affection you show me. Please bubba understand that”

“I love you too” bringing up her hand in his metal one “I’m sorry for overreacting baby I should of spoken to you”

“Give me a kiss and all is forgiven” she grins cheekily.

He pulls her on to his lap and kisses her, both sighs contentedly as they share their first kiss in a week little pants of air leaves their lips once they detach from one another.

“I brought snacks and drinks so how about me and you get into bed watch movies, eat, cuddle and maybe some other activities?” She says with a suggestive tone with one eyebrow raised.

Bucky chuckles when a squeal interrupts him standing up.

The third film has finished, not like they were watching - to busy doing other activities - they lay tangled with one another.

“I brought Alpine a new cat tree off the Amazon.”

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thisapplepielife · 18 days ago

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Written for @steddieholidaydrabbles.

Let Your Heart Be Light

Prompt Day 17: Lights | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: None | Tags: Post S4, Eddie Munson Lives, Pre-Steddie, Steve & Wayne, Good Uncle Wayne Munson, Everybody Working Together

"What in tarnation?"

Steve nearly falls off the roof of the trailer, but somehow finds purchase and hangs on for dear life, barely escaping toppling over the edge. His heart is pounding in his chest. He really thought he'd be able to do this without being caught.

But no, Wayne is standing there looking up at him.

"Christmas lights!" Steve hollers, as if that isn't blatantly obvious.

"Figured that on my own, kid," Wayne drawls, and then takes a drag off of his cigarette.

"Sorry," Steve says, holding onto the strand of lights, not wanting them, or himself, to fall. "Do you want me to take them down? I just wanted to surprise him when he comes home."

Wayne shakes his head, and Steve doesn't really know how to interpret that. No, don't take them down, or no don't stop? Wayne starts climbing the ladder, which wasn't even among the options Steve envisioned being possible.

Eddie hasn't even been here before. He went from the hospital, straight to a rehab facility that Steve raised holy hell about until the government paid for it.

They created this mess, and Steve wasn't about to let them get by with their obvious plan to just let Eddie just suffer, barely slapped back together. He may never be good as new, but Steve was bound and determined to get him as close as possible.

And it's been months. It's not quite Christmastime yet, but Steve thought this might be a nice sight when Eddie finally gets home.

Wayne leans against the trailer, and points a finger, "You'll need to secure those a little bit better, or the wind will get 'em faster than you can put 'em up."

Steve just nods like he totally understands what he's being told.

He's not exactly sure how he'll secure them to metal any better than he already has without doing permanent damage, which he was obviously trying to avoid.

"Hang on, I think I still got the clips I used when Eddie was little. Out in the shed, maybe. I don't know where anything is these days after the move," Wayne mutters, like Steve should know about the clips, or where they might be.

But Wayne disappears down the ladder, and it takes a long, long time, but he finally comes back with clips that he'd obviously made himself at some point in the past.

They're magnetic.

Gutters aren't magnetic, and Steve learned that the hard way when he dropped the first one, but Wayne slides a washer inside the gutter, and like magic – magnetic.

And that's kind of brilliant.

"Did you make these?" Steve asks, holding it in his hand, looking at the magnet that's glued on the back.

"Yup," Wayne says with a nod, snapping the magnet in place, then running the strand of lights into the clip. It's perfect. "Old trailer didn't have guttering, but it had eaves."

Steve doesn't know what that means, but he nods.

And they work together, outlining the whole trailer, one clip at a time. It's relatively painless.

"You should sell these," Steve says, "like, the hardware store should stock them right next to the Christmas lights."

Wayne chuckles.

Steve's serious.

"I'd help," Steve says, and Wayne laughs some more.

But Steve would, he really would.

It's getting dark, and Wayne plugs the lights in. They look great. They'll be better when it's fully dark, even.

"Thanks for helping, kid," Wayne says, and it's not until Steve is pulling away that he realizes that Wayne made it seem like he'd done him a favor, and not the other way around.

"Well, look at that," Eddie says as Steve holds open his car door. He smiles up at the lights, and mission accomplished.

Several days later, Eddie's on the couch while they all bustle around the trailer.

Dustin is folding over the printed cardstock toppers. Smoothing the crease with a butter knife.

"Will drew this logo," Dustin says, and Steve knows that. They all know that.

It's an assembly line they've got going after making more clips. Wayne only intervened once he realized they were trying to use a hot glue gun and not the J-B Weld he'd used.

Once he'd straightened them out, showing them how to make them correctly, they got to work. Now, they're packaging them up. Counting them out and putting them into clear bags, then stapling the cardstock label to the top.

They look good.

The hardware store, Melvald's and the Big Buy all agreed to carry them.

Nancy was persuasive, and didn't mention that they were designed by Wayne Munson. She'd just insisted they were invented and made locally, which they are, and that was that.

Steve hopes half the town buys a few sets to put up their holiday lights, and in the process, helps Wayne and Eddie recoup at least a fraction of what was taken from them after half the town lost their fucking minds, trying to pin everything evil that's ever happened in this hellhole on Eddie's shoulders.

"How many do we have?" Nancy asks, notebook and pen in hand.

"Two hundred and fifty sets," Robin answers.

Maybe this will work, but if it doesn't, well, they tried. He bought the materials. Wayne insists he'll get his investment back, plus a cut. Steve's not interested in that, but agreed, just so Wayne would let them proceed.

Dustin did the math, and yeah, the mark-up is pretty great, without making them too expensive.

Nancy already made Ted use them on their house, and she swears he's been telling his friends how easy they went up, no more staples ruining his shingles.

Steve himself lined the entirety of his own house with lights, and sold his neighbors on the clips after they saw the finished product. It really does look great. His dad never hung lights, never had the time, but the house finally looks like a home with them up there, Steve thinks.

It's crazy, but this scheme just might work.

If you want to write your own, or see more entries for this challenge, pop on over to @steddieholidaydrabbles and follow along with the fun! 💡

Notes: Looks like a least one type Christmas light clips were patented in 2002, so Wayne really could have been cutting edge. Never, ever underestimate redneck engineering and ingenuity. I can remember the heavy duty staple guns coming out to hang lights, so if there were clips, they must not have been widespread. (I love a good research rabbit hole, but this seemed like a goofy place to spend any real time digging, haha.)

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missfrustration · 2 months ago

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thirty-six pushups (serirei mp100 nsfw fic)

rating: explicit 18+, minors do not interact!

pairing: serizawa katsuya x reigen arataka

tags: pwp, smut, anal sex, fingering, top serizawa, bottom reigen, sweet/hot, hand jobs, boss/employee, office sex, desk sex, first time, loss of virginity, spit as lube, whimpering, old men yaoi, and yes pushups.

A/n: as soon as the pushup challenge on tiktok started popping off, I knew I had to make this. guys IFKYK. on ao3 here!

word count: 4.9k

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“I’m telling you, Serizawa! If Mob can do it, I can too!”

Reigen stands before Serizawa in the Spirits and Such Consultation Office, looking childishly proud.

This conversation sparked after Serizawa and Reigen finished up with their last job of the day. A gym owner claimed their dumbbells would randomly fall on the toes of guests. After briefly searching the facility, they exorcised the spirit of a washed-out bodybuilder who was spiteful of anyone more buff than him. The owner promptly thanked them with a lifetime membership, even inviting them to compete in a push-up challenge.

Although caring, Reigen decided to turn them down. Serizawa asked why Reigen didn’t participate.

“Ah, you see, Serizawa. I have been creating my secret training regime where I have reaped better benefits than going to some sweaty gym.”

On the way back to the office, Reigen revealed the details of his secret training regime: the Remote Psychic Muscle Activation Technique. Reigen uses his psychic powers to target each muscle in his body, producing his "current muscular physique." Thus, he was confident he would win that competition and didn’t want to hurt those gym bros' egos. However, the more Serizawa asked questions, the more Reigen shifted around to find answers.

Once arriving at the office, Reigen had beads of sweat dripping down him, which he immediately wiped off with a towel when he reached his desk. Serizawa enjoyed hearing about his boss’s stories; it was another side of Reigen he didn’t experience in the office. It was refreshing to Serizawa to hear Reigen talk about whatever he wanted just for him to listen.

After Reigen wiped himself off, he continued with the discussion on push-ups. They mentioned Mob’s recent accomplishment of doing 35 push-ups in a row, which both men were amazed by.

Thus comes the current conversation. Serizawa stands in awe of Reigen, smiling back at his boss, “I think you can too, Reigen. You could do anything if you put your mind to it.”

Reigen face warms up, swatting his hand as to dismiss him. He bashfully shakes his head, saying, “Come, Serizawa, that is too nice of you. Alright, I have made up my mind. Watch me as I perform the most pushups humanity has known!”

Serizawa is pleasantly surprised that his boss would want to demonstrate something like this in front of him, “Oh, I believe in you. You can do it!” He quietly claps as he sits down.

In a flash, Reigen swiftly slips off his suit jacket and undoes the buttons on his dress shirt before tossing it, revealing the white T-shirt hiding underneath. Reigen hits the floor and gets in position.

In reality, Reigen doesn’t have a plan. Hell, the last time he worked out was the last time he jogged with Mob for his marathon, and even then, he tapped out after 10 minutes!

He looks back at Serizawa, debating if he should smooth talk his way out of this or not. Serizawa looks back with awe and determination in his eyes, ready to see his boss ace this challenge. The twinkle of excitement in the hues of his pupils strikes a chord in Reigen. How could he possibly turn down a face like Serizawa’s?!

He sighs in self-defeat, now knowing he has to do it. He can’t flake right now, not after all that talking up! He probably could pull it off if he did those modified pushups… no, but girls usually do that.

“Okay, here goes,” Reigen is unprepared for what the next few minutes will bring him. Nevertheless, he inhales deeply and starts.

“One! Two! Three! Hey, this is easier than I thought!” Reigen says pleasantly. “Piece of cake already.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less from you, sir.” Serizawa says, “Keep going!”

Reigen feels warmth on his cheeks from the compliment Serizawa gives him. A boost of motivation hits him immediately, and he keeps his arms pushing like a hot knife on butter.

“Six. Seven. Eight. Nine-”

Reigen immediately recognizes that his mouth feels dryer. His arms are starting to shake. There's a slight tremble in his voice after counting each rep.

This is not a good sign for Reigen.

“Ten.” He stammers. Reigen feels weak already. “Hahaha, man. Eleven.” Maintaining his previous swagger in front of Serizawa is getting more challenging now. Screw it. He will just have to keep going until he can’t anymore.

“Twelve. Hahh.” A now-winded Reigen pauses to catch his breath before continuing to push out more in hurried intervals rather than the past cadence he started. He manages to push out 3 or 4 reps each time before needing a few moments to recuperate. Slowly, though, Reigen finds it more challenging to keep a strong voice.

“Twenty-two. T-twenty-three.” Reigen accidentally whimpers but doesn’t give up hope. Sure, he sounds like a total weakling, but as long as he shows he can do enough, maybe Reigen can squeeze away with all the panting by his ad-libbing. He can’t bear to see Serizawa’s face in the middle of this; he is way too embarrassed.

Serizawa quickly notices this but doesn’t think much about it.

“Twenty-four.”

Of course, that is the best way for Serizawa to help his boss create a positive work environment! Supporting others is always necessary.

“Twenty-f-five.”

There is nothing more than professional work going on, after all.

“Hahh. Hah, twenty-six.”

A disciple should support their boss just as much as Reigen helps him.

“Twenty-seven.”

So why does Serizawa feel weird? Why is his face so hot and his chest tight?

“Twenty-eight.” Reigen whimpers again as his arms begin to shake.

Serizawa can’t believe what he’s feeling. It’s an overwhelming feeling he hasn’t ever had to this degree. Not with anyone but…

“Twenty-nine.”

Serizawa knows. He’s felt this way about Reigen dozens of times since they met. Whether it was the first act of kindness when Reigen offered to hire him, the times they would eat lunch on break together, or how much it meant to him when he smiled. He’s felt this way about Reigen before, but not to this degree.

Thirty.

Serizawa knows what this is now. Reigen’s noises are starting to make him feel very unforgiving thoughts.

Thirty-one.

Serizawa can’t help but imagine Reigen moans like that for different reasons. He can’t help but think of Reigen moaning because of him . He’s been holding it back since he first realized what he was thinking, but the need got increasingly hungry.

Thirty-two.

Serizawa can’t keep his erection down. He has never needed to handle himself this hard in public, much less in the office--only in his private time. He feels the pulse in his groin, straining increasingly against his tight suit pants. He has an animalistic desire to touch it, palm it, do anything to take care of it. But Serizawa is in the worst position for this.

Thirty-three.

Serizawa looks at Reigen, panic in his eyes. He can tell Reigen might stop any moment. Oh god, Serizawa can’t stop thinking about the most degenerate things. The thought of Reigen’s face of pleasure, his body, the feel of his skin, the panic of how fast he needs to get together, the sound of Reigen’s whimpers right now.

Thirty-four.

This is too much pressure. Reigen’s pushups are starting to slow down between each repetition. Serizawa is panicking about what to do next. He rips his eyes off Reigen, trying to curl his body in on himself. If he could do anything else– think of anything else–then there has to be a way he can come back from this.

Thirty-five.

Anything will help right now. Anything!

“Thirty, thirty-six. Uf!” Reigen stops, panting and falling back onto the ground to collect his breath. “Hah. Hahahahhh, see?! I’m not just a smooth talker, after all. Heh, alright!”

Reigen catches his breath, feeling very confident in himself. He overlooks Serizawa’s minor life crisis as he kneels on the floor.

“Well then, Serizawa, I showed you how it’s done, didn’t I?” Reigen fixated his eyes on the carpet, focusing on evening his breath. “Hey, hah, hand me a towel from the cabinet over there, will ya?”

Silence fills the room, save for Reigen’s pants. “Serizawa?” Reigen raises his head to see if Serizawa heard him.

He pauses to see Serizawa’s body practically curled into the chair, purposefully avoiding eye contact with Reigen.

Immediately, insecurity washed over Reigen at why Serizawa was acting like this. Oh crap, is he disgusted by my struggle to do pushups? Did I need to do more to impress him? Is he trying not to laugh?

Reigen swallows his insecurities and adjusts his tie.

“Hey, Serizawa? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong, sir,” Serizawa whispers. Though, it’s obvious to both men that this is a lie. Around the two, things start to float up and down in the office. Reigen is the first to see it, however.

“Hey, now. I can tell when you are not like yourself. More than anyone. Especially with this,” Reigen gestures around, which Serizawa notices and immediately places down all the objects, “Please, Serizawa. What can I do to help you?” Reigen asks.

“I'm sorry, but,” Serizawa uncurls himself, now turning away from Reigen by swiveling around the chair. “You can’t help with this.”

“Of course, I can. What kind of boss would I be if I didn’t come to the aid of my employees?”

Reigen steps in front of Serizawa before he can curl himself up again. Serizawa is too late to cover up the large tent in his pants that Reigen just saw.

“Ah, Reigen! It’s not, ah, well, it is, but- wait, no!” Serizawa stammers, scrambling for anything to save this. Under all this pressure, he cannot lie anymore. “I’m so sorry! I have been thinking… horrible thoughts about you. When you were pushing up, you were making noises. I turned to dirty thoughts, and I–” Serizawa eyes wide, realizing how quickly the words slipped from his mouth. In times like these, lying is impossible for him. This is it for him. He’s going to get fired for sure!

“Serizawa…” Reigen is stunned, but things are now starting to click for him. His hand goes to his tie to try to fidget with it, immediately adjusting it until it rests flush with his collar. He clears his throat from any frog before opening his mouth.

“I can… take care of that too, you know.” The statement and his voice cracking at the end sounded like it didn’t even come out of the always-confident conman’s mouth. What escaped him was more meek, as quiet as a church mouse that Serizawa almost didn’t hear.

Serizawa sits straight up and meets Reigen’s eyes with his bewildered expression. Reigen looks back at him with a pink blush blooming across his face. The eye contact between the two men is electric when they realize what is slowly unraveling.

The air goes silent before Serizawa breaks it. “Reigen, what do you mean? Did… did I hear you right?” Serizawa’s Adam's Apple bobbed up and down in disbelief. It feels unreal. He needs to snap out of it, but Serizawa wants this to be real. It's so bad he needs proof that he is dreaming or living in this moment.

“Ahem. Well, as your boss, I- no… it’s more than that now. I want to help you with this because I,” Reigen leans forward, gently placing his hand on his shoulder before looking down at Serizawa, “We’ve been working together so well, and I’ve started to feel things. Unprofessional things.”

Reigens hand softly sweeps off the tall man's shoulder, now moving to the middle of his thigh. He softly laughs, “And this? Seems right up my alley.”

Serizawa can’t believe what he’s hearing. Something in him snaps. All the days of suppression, all the days he’s cared for Reigen, all the days after work that he couldn’t stop thinking about him. It was enough to spring him up and unintentionally jump Reigen, causing his back to push against the wall in surprise.

“Woah, big guy! Hah~,” Before Reigen can speak, Serizawa’s arms slam on either side of Reigen, caging him between the wall and the tall man.

“Reigen, I can’t hold these feelings back anymore.” Serizawa leans forward and rests his head against the wall right above Reigen. His eyes knit together, trying desperately not to go any farther or even say anymore. But it’s too late.

Reigen raises his head high enough to see the agony on Serizawa’s face, fully understanding what is happening. His hand reaches up to caress Serizawa’s cheek. “I get what you mean. Please, just for me, you don’t have to hold back anymore.”

God, I hope I can do this right. Serizawa thinks.

Immediately, he raises his head from the wall and smashes his lips onto Reigen’s in a hungry lust. Serizawa can’t control himself, pressing himself intensely into Reigen, practically smushing the shorter man into the wall.

The passion is unleashed on Reigen, making him groan on the lips of Serizawa. They part lips and dance their tongues together in a rather clunky manner. It feels right before them, though, even with the minor teeth clashes.

Reigen meets the man’s face with his hands, deepening the kiss. Serizawa awkwardly grabs Reigen’s shoulders with an immense grip, making him grunt. The noise Reigen makes goes straight to Serizawa’s pants, making him want the kiss even harder. He can’t control his wants any longer.

Breaking the kiss, Reigen and Serizawa’s saliva connects to each other’s lips in a thick line. Both men gasp for air as they look at each other.

“How do we… what do we do with this then?” Serizawa's mind is dizzying, having no clue how to handle the peak in his suit pants.

“Well, the best way we can.” Reigen handed Serizawa’s pants, earning a long sigh and twitch from his member.

“Reigen, I-I can’t stop holding back if you do that.”

“You don’t have to anymore. Plus, it feels good, right?” Reigen addresses Serizawa’s uneasiness, “Tell me how you feel. Should I keep going?”

“You don’t understand. I want you to sound like earlier when you were doing those pushups. I want that to be because of me . I don’t know what I’ll do if you keep going.”

“I think we can find something to help that.” Reigen sighs, trying to figure out exactly how he wants to take this. He looks at Serizawa, who seems seconds away from bursting, then at the desk just inches away from the two, and an idea creeps into the forefront of his mind. If he wants to do it, though, Reigen must prepare both.

“Let me show you.”

Per Reigen’s instructions, Serizawa flushes as he helps Reigen against the desk. Reigen sighs when his backside reaches the chill wood of the desk. They quickly use their nimble fingers to remove his suit pants and boxers gingerly. Serizawa thinks he’s going to pass out on cloud nine. His hand grips the small of Reigen’s back, making him instinctively arch himself, giving Serizawa a generous view of Reigen’s erect penis twitching against his stomach.

“Hah… Do you like what you see?” Reigen neck leans forward to meet gaze with the man over him, entirely in awe of the sight.

“Absolutely.”

“Go ahead then. I’ll be patient.” Reigen gasps when Serizawa places his shaking hand on the exposed skin, palming his ass with rough desperation.

The only time Serizawa has touched someone in any sexual way is himself. He seldom has watched porn, much less gay porn. His head spirals in confusion, but Reigen sees this quickly; he knows what to do next.

“I know what to do. I can help lead you.”

“Okay. W-what should I do now?”

“You can use your finger to start. Put it in your mouth–make sure you coat it, and,” Reigen paused, looking away to hide his face from Serizawa’s gaze. “It will warm me up for the next steps.”

Serizawa does what he’s told. He looks at Reigen inquisitively with his digit still in his mouth, “What do fingers have to do with this?”

Reigen grunts, “...You know,” Serizawa’s face tells him he doesn’t know. Reigen continues, “You need to warm me up with fingers before that . I think…” He nods to Serizawa’s hard tent, “I need you to put your fingers in my ass. It has to be wet first for it to work.”

“R-right. I can do that.” He turns around and watches Serizawa coat his forefinger and middle with his saliva. His finger comes out with a string connecting him to his mouth. He awkwardly holds his fingers out, looking almost innocent as he waits for Reigen’s following instructions.

“Just know, I’ve never done this before. So just go easy on me.” Reigen says, looking away. Serizawa nods before not so subtly pulling into Reigen’s desperate lips with his tie. Reigen's face tells of nothing but timidness, yet still with needy lust. His body shivers with want as he reaches to find the hands of his employee, still covered with spit. He moves Serizawa’s fingers down, and down, and down. Serizawa can feel Reigen’s hands tremble when he touches something warm.

Reigen guides Serizawa’s fingers to his hole. At first, it takes Serizawa a moment to process what he’s being guided to while he gently kisses Reigen’s face, still held close to him by his tie. Reigen’s other hand fumbles Serizawa’s hand around, trying to find the spot he needs Serizawa to fill while also hiding his face during their kisses.

When Serizawa feels his fingertips protrude Reigen’s entrance, he knows what to do.

As soon as he feels pressure on his asshole, Reigen’s death grip on Serizawa's tie pulls him closer into the kiss. He can’t bear to look at Serizawa’s face, who he’s adored so long. He can’t bear to see those eyes like it will wake him up from his remarkable dream.

Serizawa’s hand presses gently inside, and soon, the pads of his two fingers are warmed by the inside of his boss. He can feel Reigen shift into the kiss.

Reigen grabs his arm, slowly pulling him into one knuckle deep, then two, to the fullest extent. Reigen completely freezes his mouth on Serizawa’s tongue, breathing quickly through his nose.

Reigen pushes Serizawa’s arm, awkwardly stopping at his fingertips before Reigen guides him back. Serizawa feels extreme pressure around his fingers when they are thrust inside. Reigen makes a slight squeak against his lips before hastily making Serizawa thrust into him again.

Reigen fully guides each thrust of Serizawa’s fingers as they continue, slowly loosening himself up in the process. Soon, however, the gentle pace changes.

Reigen’s hands are gripping Serizawa’s arm and tie, giving him erratic and fast pushes into himself. Reigen’s voice fails on him, slowly humming into each sharp exhale he provides. He tries desperately to keep himself from sounding like a dog, but when he feels Serizawa’s fingers take the lead without his guidance, he can’t help but pant.

Serizawa knows what to do for now. As Reigen showed him, he pulled his fingers out before sloppily pushing back in. He feels the walls of Reigen slowly lower themselves.

“Okay, Serizawa. You can curl y-your fingers now.” Reigen meekly whispers against his lips.

Serizawa isn’t confident about what he means but tries to enact what Reigen asks in a wordless agreement. He slowly bends his fingers.

Reigen let go of his tie, leaning against the table with his palms as the sensation felt too much.

“You can’t do this to me, Serizawa. The way you’re looking at me, I– Ah!” Reigen arches into the desk when Serizawa’s fingers reach a delicious spot in him.

Serizawa twitching cock is reaching its limit. There’s only so much the man can take before he crumbles under pressure.

Suddenly, Reigen feels two firm hands placed at both sides of his face that causes him to snap out of his twitches.

“Reigen, please let me push this further.” Serizawa’s face is stone; besides the sweat on his face, you would think he is back in his first job interview with Reigen.

“Idiot, I was gonna say yes to that.” Reigen scoffs, grabbing Serizawa’s tie. He solidifies his want by kissing Serizawa deeply. Their tongues touch again, causing Serizawa to huff and press his hard tent against the conman.

“Please, for the love of god, take it out, Serizawa.” Reigen whimpers against his mouth.

Serizawa didn’t need to think twice. It's a surprise to him when he knew exactly what Reigen was referring to in the first place. In a flash, his cock was free from his clothes, pinkened and twitching. Nobody had ever seen this part of him before, but Reigen looked at it like it was the sexiest thing he’d laid eyes on. The way his eyes lingered, the way he bit his lip, and the way he seemed to sweat a little more made Serizawa groan.

Maybe Reigen let his eyes stay on Serizawa a little too long out of anxiety because, damn , his employee was fucking packing. This entire time Serizawa was carrying a fucking package on him? Reigen swallowed. Even if he’s never seen another man's dick in real life, he wouldn't have known they could have that many veins on them, even in porn.

“I need you to go slow, okay?” Reigen says, now shifting his legs apart, gingerly holding them against the desk as he leans back.

Reigen doesn’t know if his words reach Serizawa at this point. Serizawa practically jumps at him like he’s never seen a tastier meal. Serizawa’s thick cock presses down Reigen’s crack, making him tremble on standby.

He can feel his breath quicken when he helps Serizawa line him up to the hole.

“P-please, go-ah!” Reigen gags out as Serizawa begins to push in unceremoniously and can already feel pain searing into his asshole.

“Sorry, I will go slow, but it just, you feel so,” Serizawa’s cockhead slips into Reigen’s body, now pausing to adjust Reigen before inching in more. “So good.”

Reigen practically whimpers in Serizawa’s hold, but tries to play it off as a clearing of his throat. He grips onto the hands that hold his small hips, letting himself relax for the man who keeps sinking deeper.

It takes a hot minute until Serizawa’s girth is fully inside, many times Reigen needed to stop and pause to take a breather, whimpering like a dog in heat. Once it was in, Reigen felt his cock twitch up in excitement. The pain subsided as the pleasure started to rear its head.

“Please, Serizawa, start moving your hips,” Reigen pleads, tapping his foot against Serizawa for some friction.

Serizawa breaks loose, immediately thrusting out before putting his whole cock back inside. Reigen can’t keep the noise he makes down as his voice chokes from the pressure. He sputters on Serizawa’s cock as it keeps moving, slowly making his rational spiral into something unintelligible.

“Reigen,” Serizawa groans out. “God, I’ve never felt anything like this. You’re so warm.”

He continues his tirade, practically thrusting his hips into Reigen as fast as his heartbeat.

Reigen tries to collect himself to complain to Serizawa, to say that he can’t possibly keep up that pace if he has anything to say about it. The neighboring offices can only ignore so much noise before they file complaints, even worse, Reigen’s moaning louder than a train station. But he can’t get himself to spit the words out. His tight ass starts to loosen in Serizawa’s rugged strokes, now replacing the searing pain with white, hot pleasure. It’s a feeling he cannot help but ride. He pants out, only mumbling small obscenities and panting like a dog.

Serizawa sees Reigen huff into the air, practically growing hearts in his pupils from the sight.

This is the exact picture he wants to frame. Reigen’s legs hang in the air, constantly thumping to and fro from each jerk of Serizawa’s hips. His hands do little in gripping onto his legs, and his face is so blissed it’s driving Serizawa crazy. His eyes are dilated, Reigen rolls his eyes into the back of his skull every few seconds before trying to focus on the man in front of him, only to be hit into a particularly delicious spot, hypnotizing his sight and causing his vision to blur. Again. His pretty tongue that once led the kiss now peaked out of his mouth, lips plumped from kissing and agape, huffing and moaning every single octave his voice could possibly ring out. This same kind of face was what Serizawa wanted to give Reigen. It’s what he wanted to recreate.

He wanted to ruin that pretty little face of his boss, and he was going to do more of just that.

“Reigen, please look at me.”

Reigen's pretty legs dangled in the air as he tried to come to his senses, now trying to fully focus on Serizawa but blurring out every now and then. It wasn’t until Serizawa grabbed his chin and leaned in close that Reigen sharply looked at him.

Serizawa was closer, angling his thrusts into Reigen just right that he practically yelps into the taller mans mouth when he was pulled in a sloppy kiss. God, it felt so satisfying, Serizawa almost drools at the way Reigens face deliciously contorts. And it’s all because of him .

“Please, don’t stop,” Reigen whimpers.

“Never, darling.” Despite his sweet words, Serizawa continues his impossibly fast pace inside Reigen’s tight ass.

Reigen’s pretty cock was rock fucking solid, and it gave Serizawa the perfect idea. He wraps his big hand around Reigen’s shaft and begins to stroke it languidly.

Reigen’s eyes practically bulged; the sensation was so delirious that he couldn’t speak. He tries to hold the same contact with Serizawa, but the stimulation causes his eyelids to flutter each time.

He unintentionally jerks his hips anywhere near Serizawa, and his teeth are gritting together. His weak hands grab into the hands that grip his ass, pulsing his hold the way his asshole puckered.

“That feels so good, and please don't stop. Please don’t stop.” The constant whimpering from Reigen now turns into moans, until moans become begging that Serizawa keep going, over and over and over again, until Reigen is an uncontrollable, overstimulated mess. Serizawa keeps a relentless pace of pumps on his cock, as well as in his ass. It’s all so much that Reigen’s overbearing core is starting to bubble over.

In between Reigen’s range of noises, he squeezes out, “Seri, I’m gonna, I’m gonna cum for you.” He rasps.

“Please, Reigen. Let everyone know how I make you feel.” Serizawa grunts. He relinquished his grip on Reigen’s hips before latching onto his trim waist. Reigen’s delicate waist could perfectly fit inside Serizawa's large hands, practically made to fit like puzzle pieces. Serizawa hunches over and starts to thrust into Reigen like never before. The thick girth that Reigen was once nervous about now makes his frame convulse in pleasure.

Reigen screamed out, tightening his asshole so much that Serizawa’s cock completely halted inside of him. The tightness clamps down on Serizawa, and he can only watch Reigen orgasm, spouting white, warm cum all over Serizawa’s suit and his skin. His dick just bobbed up and down, his pretty pink cockhead looking so inviting to Serizawa.

What Serizawa needed to do now was so clear to him. Before Reigen could finish his ecstasy, Serizawa hungrily took his twitching cock in his lips, sucking out the rest of the cum from his head. The warm, salty, thick cum massages down his throat while Reigen’s finger clamored to Serizawa's soft brown hair, practically drumming his hands all over his head and shoulders, seizing any sort of bodily function.

Serizawa’s desperate mouth milks out any more seed he possibly could out of Reigen until his writhing ceases. He only needed to thrust in Reigen’s sodden hole a little bit more before he released himself in Reigen’s ass, pulling out to reveal a mouthwatering cream pie.

Reigen’s face relaxed from his orgasm, relaxing his spread legs, giving a generous view of his chest, nipples still hard and face still red.

“Jesus, Serizawa, I didn’t know you were packing a fucking snake in your pants,” Reigen said, throwing his head back. “If I had known this would happen, I would’ve stretched myself better. You… liked that, right?”

“Reigen, that was wonderful. I didn’t know that something would feel that good,” Serizawa’s blush was the cutest thing, but what Seri said was more concerning.

“Hold on, was that…?” Reigen couldn’t believe it when Serizawa confirmed his suspicions, internally freaking out, but calmly sighed. “Well, I'm glad you feel that way.”

Serizawa couldn’t keep his love in any longer; he grabbed the face he always thought was beautiful, one that he saw every day as his boss, and now one that he could call…

“Reigen, would you do me the honor of calling me yours?”

“You think you need to ask that at this point? Jeez…” Reigen could barely contain his excitement, grabbing his hand and kissing it gently. “Of course I will.”

The two men embraced in a way they never thought would be possible. If this wasn’t the best outcome of a set of pushups, they didn’t know what would be.

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𝓐𝓭𝓿𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻

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Howdy my beautiful souls✨ I'm officially back! It feels like it has been forever since I last worked on a pac for y'all! Thank you all for the messages wishing for my health, I am feeling much better. Today we will be looking into advice you need to hear! I might be a little blunt so keep that in mind. Remember to meditate, take a deep breath, and pick whatever pile calls to you the most. My readings are meant for everyone, no matter what sexuality or identity you are. Since this is a general reading, make sure to take what resonates and leave what doesn't. Credit to @chachachannah for the divider!

Pile 1 Cards: Ace of Pentacles rx, Page of Swords, The Devil, The Star, King of Wands, Seven of Cups, Two of Pentacles, Queen of Pentacles Back of the Deck: Page of Wands

There is a lot to go over here Pile 1, you may have been going through it recently or things may feel pretty chaotic for you right now. For you guys, there are somethings you may be turning a blind eye to and opportunities you haven't been taking. Right now you need to take some time to plan and TAKE ACTION! Think about what you want and what you need to do to accomplish this task. And while this is time for action, be careful not to overwhelm yourself with responsibilities, or rush into anything without properly thinking it through. You may be putting yourself down, thinking whatever you want is impossible or out of reach, it isn't. In fact, I heard it's right in front of you or hidden in plain sight. There may be negative affirmations that you are either hearing from yourself or someone else and it is only pulling you further from your goals when you listen to these words, absorb them, and view them as fact when they aren't. You need to keep in mind the power of words and how they can not only effect you, but the people around you. I heard "when you go around with a loser mentality, you are only going to get a loser result" so even in situations where you feel like you are going to lose or that something won't be successful, you need to try to think positive anyway. I know that isn't the easiest request, however, actively reminding yourself of your positive affirmations and staying determined to keep trying when things get hard can take you further than you ever thought you could go. Use your creative brain and I heard be willing to use your heart in certain situation. With the Seven of Cups, there may be a situation or even a person around you that isn't what you think. Be aware of signs that things don't entirely add up or make sense. For some of yall, this is going to be about a travel destination or someone may be offering something that isn't real. With the Devil energy, you may have an unhealthy addiction to something, for some of you I am hearing your phone or social media (who isn't now a days). You may have been consuming too much media and it is really taking a toll on you. Whatever the addiction is, this can go two way for you, you can take the proper action to help yourself or keep hurting yourself by not getting the help you need. Pile 1, you have so much potential and abundance that can be coming your way if you would just believe in yourself!

Advice Cards:

Be bold. It's time to lead forward!

Release what you do not need. Let go of some extraneous aspect of your life

It's time to challenge old beliefs!

Release all attachments that do not serve you

Complete the project or task. Something is calling for closure

Create an internal structured frame of reference and stay focused

Channeled Songs:

Pile 2 Cards: Knight of Swords, Temperance, The Empress rx, Nine of Swords rx, Knight of Wands, The Emperor, Ace of Wands rx Back of the Deck: Ten of Wands

For my Pile 2, we need to talk about how you see yourself and your own self-confidence. I actually feel like this group is divided into two groups, some of you need to work on your confidence and how you interact with yourself. You may be putting yourself down and you need to stop it! You have wonderful energy Pile 2 and deserve love and compliments just as much as others! You just need to see what everyone else sees. You are refusing people because you may have been taught that complimenting yourself shows signs of selfishness and narcissism, something along those lines. It isn't true, you are talented and strong and deserve all the compliments and praise you receive! For the second group of you, I actually want to say to keep it up and don't give up! You may feel a little out of inspiration and creativity but you may just need time to process your thoughts and really figure out what you need to do! Stay confident and positive in your work! I heard this confidence and outgoing nature is your greatest ally. In the moments that you feel like you can't get anything right and things seem impossible, remember who you are! You are that bitch! The sky is the limit for you Pile 2. You can do it, you just need to trust in yourself, beware of last minute nerves that sneak up on you and make you doubt yourself. Also don't be afraid to take bold action and maybe even trying your hand at a leadership position, you have what it takes you just need to believe in yourself. I think that is a big message here for my Pile 2s, believing what you want is possible and just doing it. I know that sounds like a hard task but I really feel like for my Pile 2s, you guys don't even realize your potential and it almost physically hurts me. Some of yall also need to take a step away from worrying about your appearance, it is only hurting you in a really unhealthy way. My Pile 2s are so beautiful inside and out and shouldn't forget that. You may need to work more on your divine masculine energy, regardless of your gender. (There is a little similar energy to Pile 1 so if you felt called, please do read Pile 1)

Advice Cards:

It is time to take appropriate action

A rite of passage allows you to move forward into new realms

Weigh your situation carefully

Give yourself your own approval

Create a plan and take the first step

Give up resistance in your current situation

Channled Songs:

Pile 3 Cards: King of Swords rx, Nine of Cups rx, Page of Wands rx, Nine of Wands, Two of Swords rx, King of Pentacles, Four of Wands, Eight of Wands rx Back of the Deck: Five of Wands

I think for my Pile 3's, you need to stop being so strict on yourself, I am also hearing that you need to surrender to something. There may an event or situation that you have been avoiding for a long time now and spirit is saying that it's time to face this and accept the result. This may be something that you feel pushes you farther from your goals or you are just afraid of the unknown of the situation, something along these lines. I am hearing that even if the situation seems like it is bound to end badly, the result isn't going to be as bad as you think, it may even end with a pretty good result! I am also getting that for some of you, you are going to or are currently facing a tough decision that is making you stressed and anxious, especially if this decision feels really important, I think spirit wants you to follow your heart with this decision. With the King of Swords, I feel like following what seems logical in this may have a more harmful result then you would have liked. But also remember that you have time, with this decision but also just in general. There is time, life feels like it moves very fast but it may help you to take some time to slow down. I am feeling a breeze and I'm seeing you in nature, feeling a nice breeze blow through your hair. You may want to connect with nature more, I am hearing for some of you, you may just need to take a little walk. I feel like for my pile 3's, you may want to be more generous with yourself. If there is something you have been thinking about buying, buy it. If you have something you've felt would be selfish of you, be a little selfish. I think you need to spoil yourself a little more. I am hearing especially going into this new year. Life is too short not to take some risks is what I am hearing. I'm also hearing some of you need to be a little more delusional lmao. Some of yall should listen to some subliminals, this might be a little helpful in some of your situations. I also want my Pile 3s to beware of conflicts with others, I am hearing some of you could be nicer to the people around you or that you may need to work on admitting when you are in the wrong.

Advice Cards:

Control is an illusion. Surrender and allow the Universe to guide you

Align your body, mind, and spirit with your heart

Create a plan and take the first step

It's time to realize the blueprint of your soul

Be aware of your inner messages

Be adventurous. It's time to go for it!

Channeled Songs:

Pile 4 Cards: Page of Swords, Four of Pentacles, The Chariot, The Hanged Man rx, Knight of Swords, Justice rx, Nine of Swords rx, King of Swords Back of the Deck: Nine of Cups

There is a lot of swords energy for this pile! The swords has a lot to do with communication and possible conflicts in that. I think for a good amount of this pile, you guys need to work on how you communicate but mostly with how you communicate with yourself. I feel like you guys may be putting yourself down and saying things to yourself that aren't even true, and some of you even know that they aren't true. You guys need to realize that you are stopping yourself from achieving things, I don't care how many excuses you may have. Some of yall are manifesting and trying to say all the positive affirmations to bring the things you want to life, however you are forgetting that positive affirmations are only a part of manifestation. One of the most important parts is to actually put in the work to get the things you want. The things you want aren't just going to fall into your lap, you need to push yourself and try new things to get what you want, even if it seems scary at first. Like, I feel like you guys may be telling yourself things to delay taking action on your passions and it's not bringing you any closer to your goals. Which is sad because we have the Nine of Cups at the back of the deck, your dreams are a reality and can come true! For some of you I feel like it won't even be that far from you but you are delaying it! I can see the visual of you feeling like you have chains attached to your legs, these chains representing your past, family, doubts, all of it, they feel so heavy and scary. But what you don't realize is that these chains aren't holding you down at all, you have the power to push through and move forward. I am also getting for some of yall, you may have just went through a bad breakup or ended some sort of relationship, take it how it resonates. But I feel like a lot of you are holding onto this person and want some sort of closure from them, and spirit is saying that there just isn't going to be some closure, at least on their end. Sometimes we meet people, and they break our hearts and some people don't have the emotional maturity to deal with it in the rights ways and that person isn't you. It can feel empty and sad not to get closure on some relationships but what's stronger and harder is to know to walk away when things are getting bad. There will be people that come into your life that will treat you better, that person just wasn't that person. You guys need to remember that you are smart and wise and soooo powerful!

Advice Cards:

Hold your life from a sacred viewpoint. Witness the universal picture

The issue at hand is about reflection. What is the mirror showing you?

Put your tasks and goals in order

Something you've planted is coming to harvest. Results are forthcoming!

Boldly imagine what you can do and be

You are ready to receive your fortune. Be miracle minded!

Bring something new into your life!

Channeled Songs:

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frootbyethefoot · 2 months ago

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i understand why daisuke and anya don't interact more, but i think there's something about the way they're both made to feel like screw ups that's incredibly. interesting? to me.

the way daisuke has completely internalized the idea that he's a screw up, that he's lazy and he won't accomplish anything in his life because he's aimless and has no idea what he even wants to do. daisuke's a pretty good sport about it, but swansea isn't subtle about the fact that he doesn't want him around. he's heard it his entire life and he hears it in the tulpar. his motivation for even getting on the tulpar was to just make his parents proud. his motivation for climbing through a vent he KNEW was dangerous and would eventually kill him was (in part) trying to make someone proud. he's a bundle of self esteem issues wrapped together with some other stuff!

meanwhile, anyas tried and failed to get into medical school 8 times. she's incredibly determined if she's still trying, but that has to be devastating for her. to keep throwing herself at this brick wall with little to no results. more notably is the fact that her abuser is now in a position of authority, he's essentially her boss after the crash. he criticizes and belittles her every chance he gets, from telling her, very pointedly that "people need to earn their titles," to chewing her out (to put it lightly) when she's unable to give curly his medicine one too many times for his liking, to saying she "can't go breaking down at every little thing" as she's actively planning to commit suicide. being belittled and treated as incompetent is an ever present part of her life, post crash, and even in the small bits of pre-crash we see from her. even if anya doesn't believe it, even if we know anya is incredibly competent and good at her job, that kind of abuse wears you down.

i don't know what my point is, but the tldr is that these two should talk more maybe. it would be good. they should go play some sorry! and eat cake i don't know.

#cw suicide #cw abuse #mouthwashing #mouthwashing spoilers #anya mouthwashing #daisuke mouthwashing #the low self-esteem coworkers!!!#i hope this made sense LMAO people have probably articulated this better #but i think about that 3 months post crash scene a lot

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elicathebunny · 1 year ago

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DON'T LET THOSE TYPES OF PEOPLE GET IN THE WAY OF YOUR SUCCESS.

STEPS TO DETACHMENT AND MOVING IN SILENCE.

Let them be who they are, let them stay where they are, let them think what they think. But remember this, what you are planning is something they could never achieve. Pull through in the new year and do the things you've put aside and neglected so that when you can reflect on what you've accomplished, you can tick off the majority. Embarrassment and shame are real, I understand that. I also go through moments where I'm haunted by the same "embarrassing" memory. But now is when we can both change, we can choose to let go of those daunting memories and live our lives to the fullest. We may have goals that the person next to us could laugh at, but imagine how good it would feel to be doubted at first and then proving them wrong later. Staying strong is difficult, especially if you have wavering faith in your beliefs and actions, and if that's the case, that's exactly what you are going to work on.

1) HAVING A BELIEF

Having a belief in something will help you in your confidence exponentially. Whether that is in God, having a strong self-concept or in the universe.

Having faith in something gives you a dependable foundation, offers guidance, and keeps you grounded. Having a belief will also replace the desire for validation from others around you since having that validation will conflict with said belief.

2) HAVING A PLAN

Having a plan will also help your confidence. When others doubt your aspirations, you will only doubt yourself if you feel like you can't achieve them. But if you have a plan, you have no reason to doubt yourself because you know what it will take to achieve your goals, you will know the steps to go through to make your dreams a reality. This will bring reassurance, which will result in boosted self-esteem.

3) DON'T TAKE ANYTHING PERSONAL

Understand that not everyone will be fond of you, and it's impossible to win everyone over. ("A friend to all is a friend to none" - Aristotle.)

People will act out of jealousy when they see you better yourself, gradually surpassing them. Perhaps they're feeling jealous because you excel in something they don't, or they envy you for achieving what they couldn't. If you take this personally, it means they have succeeded in bringing you down to stay on their level or even below it. If people criticize you for pursuing your goals, take it as a sign that you're on the right track. As you achieve more success, more people may start hoping for your downfall. Beware of these types of people, some may even be the ones closest to you (monitoring spirits.)

4) DETACHING AND PERSERVERING THROUGH

Practice mindfulness to stay present and detach from overwhelming thoughts. Meditation can help you observe your thoughts without getting entangled in them. Allocate specific times each day for your worries to surface freely. This prevents them from dominating your entire day. For instance, during a bath, take the time to thoroughly reflect on the day, welcoming both negative and positive thoughts. Allow yourself to fully experience those moments. Once they've passed, release and journal the thoughts and feelings that came up.

Understand that you can't control everything. People will think what they want, and realising you can't control their thoughts is the first step to detaching. Release the grip on issues beyond your reach, and it'll free up your mind. Focus on what you can change, and you'll gain a lot of mental clarity.

Persevering is fueled by determination and desire. If you come out publically with your aspirations and back down, then it gives people more things to laugh at. Let them laugh until they become silenced by your achievements. Let that statement discipline you.

5) MOVING IN SILENCE

Moving in silence involves taking intentional actions without announcing them to the world. If you fear that others may sway you with their words or that you may back down easily, move in silence. Don't tell a soul about your plans and goals. The less people know, the less that can be used against you. Only tell those who you are certain will be your support system.

Set Clear Goals: Define your objectives clearly. Having a roadmap for yourself will guide your actions.

Stay Focused: Concentrate on your work and avoid unnecessary distractions. Maintain a laser focus on your goals.

Work Consistently: Take consistent, daily actions toward your goals. Small, regular efforts can lead to significant achievements over time.

Avoid Unnecessary Attention: Minimise sharing every detail of your journey on social media or with everyone. Keep some aspects private.

Build a Support System: Share your aspirations with a select few who genuinely support you. Their encouragement can be invaluable.

Let Success Speak: Instead of talking about your plans, let your achievements speak for themselves. People will notice your results.

Learn Quietly: Acquire new skills or knowledge discreetly. You don't always need to announce your learning process.

Embrace Patience: Moving in silence requires patience. Success often takes time, and it's okay if results aren't immediate.

Embody your potential.

#dream girl #self worth #that girl #self improvement #self esteem #self confidence #self growth #dream life #detachment #faith #successmindset #successful

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cherr-22 · 1 year ago

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TNGDH 22

“I still don’t know what I should do.”

Sen sighed.

“His Highness Belial is much more considerate than I had thought. If I agree to follow him to the castle, he told me he would take care of me so I wouldn’t have to worry about anything.”

I snorted inwardly while taking a bite out of the sandwich in my hands.

‘Take responsibility my ass.’

Who knows how much trouble it might bring if he involves himself in her business. Would a prince even have the time to protect a mere maid? Sure he would, if he plans to marry Sen that is.

“What are you pondering about? If I were His Highness Kyle, you’d be rooting for me.”

Sen clasped her hands together and looked up to me, her eyes open wide and sparkling, waiting for my answer.

I avoided her gaze as I nibbled on my fried ham and cheese sandwich.

“I’ve made up my mind, but I’m worried…… worried that I won’t be able to accomplish what I want.”

I glanced at her while licking off the bread crumbs on my finger tips. You said you wanted revenge. Why can’t you do it? Do you not have enough power?

The expression on her face looked to say that she knew that even the easiest path may also be a path full of thorns, so her worries didn’t seem to be anything about that. It may be a sense of helplessness on a more fundamental issue……

Between annoyance and curiosity, the latter got ahead of me. I made a subtle remark.

“What are you worried about? You’re smart and hardworking. Struggling from the lack of power and authority will only be temporary. The you I know will surely be able to accomplish whatever you want if you put your mind to it.”

That’s right. It hasn’t been long since we first met, but I knew this for a fact.

Sen is that kind of person. She will always go a step beyond the limits a person would set to oneself.

I could feel her determination. The determination to live on and to not stray from her own beliefs and values.

This is why I am not overly anxious about the story of this world, despite working hard to prevent Kyle’s death.

Sen can achieve everything she can possibly want to achieve without anyone’s help. In the time one would look back and regret their actions, Sen would take another step forward and eventually reach her goals.

It would’ve been better if <Winter’s Heart> was a fairytale. Everyone deserves to have the happily ever after. Sen, me, and also Kyle.

Suddenly, the contents of the original story popped up in front of me.

[“Your Majesty Belial. Could this be fate? For you, who resembles His Majesty the late Emperor, and I, who resemble my mother, to become so intertwined. Please tell me. Is this a coincidence……. or is this karma?”]

At first I couldn’t understand why this appeared. Why am I being shown something between Sen and Belial?

I know however. The system would never show me anything that wouldn’t be useful. Even the smallest details would have some sort of meaning.

[(´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)]

No, not emotes. Those are usually useless.

[(´。＿。｀)]

I swiped away the emotes and carefully re-read the story contents from before.

‘Fate, coincidence, karma…….’

Human relationships can’t be neatly organized into those three categories. Belial wouldn’t be able to easily reply to a question like that. So, that shouldn’t be the point here……

Ah. Sen resembling her biological mother.

“Sen.”

I said as calmly as possible.

“Did you say that you wanted to avenge your mother?”

“Yeah. Due to some various incidents, she fell from her position from a baron family. I also heard she was once nominated for Serena. However… I’m sure you know. The nobility is always full of fights, with no knowing who started it. It could’ve been a fight for authority and everyone pretended not to know anything……”

Ah, now I understand.

There was now confidence in my voice.

“Then go.”

“Hm?

“You’ll know when you get there. Who is your enemy, who wants to get rid of you. Don’t miss anything and look around you carefully.”

Sen’s enemies will definitely recognize her. After all, she resembles her mother. They will see her and will want to erase her existence. Just like they did to her mother.

And if I were to guess from what Sen said in the story, one of those enemies would be Belial’s biological mother, the preceding Queen Serena.

“Would that be enough?”

“Of course. Also…….”

If she’s going against Belial’s mother, she definitely has to go with Belial.

The first step towards revenge is returning back after the passing of many seasons and seeing the shock on the faces of those who thought they had perfectly trampled everything down.

“Don’t let go of Belial.”

Whatever emotion it is that compels her is fine. Belial Serena Meinhardt. He will be Serena’s clue.

Sen began to ponder by herself. I couldn’t give her comforting words, but at least I conveyed the words she needed.

It seemed she decided to trust me. I’ve only shown her my suspicious and shady side, but she nodded her head with a boldly.

“Good. That’s what I’ll do.”

“You said you disliked the cold here in the North, so it worked out for you well.”

Then it seems I won’t be able to see Sen for a while. Will she be ‘Serena’ by the time we meet again, as according to her will?

No longer wishing to influence her fate, I felt that it was now time to step out of her life.

“Take care. Don’t be sick.”

“Shu.”

Sen looked at me quietly.

“Whenever you need help in the future, I will definitely come help you.”

I nodded and said yes.

It felt strange. It’s been a long time since someone told me they would help me, so those words sounded foreign to me. After my uncle ran off with all my insurance money, I couldn’t trust anyone anymore.

“Great. Don’t even think about taking back your words when that time comes.”

I laughed.

And then I prayed. For a happy ending to come to Sen, whether it would be through fate or a miracle.

[The possibility of Sen finding the correct revenge has increased!]

[The threat to Kyle Blake’s life has been reduced.]

[Current Miracle Value 23.0%]

If the miracles of saving a person’s life could really make everything perfect, then perhaps that would really be a life like a miracle.

As expected, the life of a hamster is the most comfortable. No need to worry about anything and without Kyle around, I could enjoy my time on my own.

I’ve earned quite a bit of Miracle Points. I wouldn’t use them often since these points weren't permanent, but it’s still good to have them in case of emergency.

There will definitely be items like the ‘Long-Lasting Acorn Cookies’ from before that can help turn the situation around.

Let’s see…….

‘Show me everything you’ve got.’

[(⊙ˍ⊙);;;]

Why, what. Is this your first time seeing the strength of a nut?

### He is flexing the amount of Miracle Value points he has

Give me everything you’ve prepared. No, give me everything including the ones you haven’t finished preparing too. Look at me trying my hardest to do good deeds. Let’s be nice to each other, ‘kay?

‘Come to think of it, didn’t it say it had a renewal opening?’

I was curious about the other pages I couldn’t see before. Kyle hasn’t come back yet, so I could look over it slowly.

[☆*: .。. o(≧▽≦)o .。.:*☆]

[!Nut Store!]

Good, good.

[Knock Knock Pistachio Shell ｜Miracle Points 2% consumption｜1-time use Master Key. It can open any lock!]

[Sweet Almond Tart ｜Miracle Points 5% consumption｜You can transform into something else for 1 hour.]

Wow.

They’re worth as much as they’re expensive. The durations are short, but I am a ham- no a person who mastered the usage of ‘Summon’ despite its short duration.

As I tried to turn the page, another system window appeared before my eyes.

[NOW LOADING…….]

‘……Is it not completely made yet.’

Well, developing isn’t an easy task. Take your time.

While inspecting the system window thoroughly, I saw a new heart-shaped button in the right corner. What is this? Is this also a shop?

[Love Love Corner~❤]

‘Ah.’

Before I fill up my Miracle Value, I hope I can hit the system just once. I calmed down my emotions and clicked on the Love……. anyway, I clicked on it.

[Fluffy hamster yarn! ｜ ❤×1]

[Small and precious knitting needle set ｜ ❤×1]

[Try making one yourself! 79 styles of hamster clothes｜ ❤×2]

[Replica hamster to soothe the loneliness (Duration : 30 minutes) ｜ ❤×100]

This time, the currency unit was not Miracle Points

‘Heart? What is that?’

[Currently Possessing Hearts ｜ ❤×312]

[Products bought in the ‘Love Love Corner’ will be recognized as an ‘Item’! Both customizable and adjustable!]

When did I possess so many hearts!? I’ve never even collected them!

‘This, no way this is…….’

My life…….

I looked over to Kyle with a rotten expression on my face. And impressed by his affection towards me, I pushed my front paws onto the rope.

“You ride well, Cashew.”

He said with overflowing satisfaction.

I sat on a piece of wood held up by two thin ropes and swayed on it helplessly back and forth.

It was a swing that Kyle brought over.

Who bought this thing. Don’t tell me, Sen? This…… is this how you repay me back after helping you…….

[||ㄱ―||]

I know, my expression looks exactly like that emote. We both know I look like that, but only that bastard Kyle doesn’t know.

Kyle continued to push the swing I was sitting on while making noises unlike of his character.

“There you go! Try stretching your legs a bit further. You are holding on tightly to the rope right? As expected, you must be enjoying this a lot.”

―Squeak. (Stop it.)

“Sen said you’d like this, since you are such an active child always running on the hamster wheel.”

―Squeak……. (Bullshit…….)

Sen. ‘m gurnna gill you……

### “Sen. I’m going to kill you……” with clenched teeth in frustration

Doing all this doesn’t mean I’ll lose weight or form a mana stone, and yet it seems he’s already quite happy seeing me play like this. He looked truly happy and had a soft smile on his face.

“From magicians to veterinarians to a demonic beast specialist… you have no idea how much I’d do for you.”

Hearing those words, I pushed my bottom harder while letting out a deep sigh. The swing creaked and began to swing a little faster.

Kyle then let go of the swing. I pushed myself against a pillar to rock myself back and forth.

The wooden swing made cheerful and light noises as it swayed fast. Kyle was so moved seeing me shake my bottom that he began to clap.

Sigh. It sure is hard to play with you.

[Currently Possessing Hearts ｜ ❤×320]

As long as you’re happy…….

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blakeswritingimagines · 1 year ago

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Dating Yandere Daemon Targaryen would include:

If he wanted, he would force you to kneel before him. He will force you to beg for mercy. He will force you to grovel and lick his boots. He might force you to say demeaning and horrible things about yourself, about how you are worthless, and how he is your only master. He will force you to do anything, and he would not stop until you were completely broken, until you realized that you were nothing, and he was everything.

He will also force you to work for him or beside him, performing menial tasks or even some of the more difficult ones. He might even force you to take on some of the more dangerous tasks, or put you in harm’s way in the process of accomplishing his goals. Anything he feels you are capable of doing, he will force you to do. And you would comply, because you know that if you did not, you would face punishment. He would not be merciful.

He might force you to do other things, things you don’t want to do, but he finds amusing. He might force you to go without sleep and to tire yourself out, just for his amusement. He might force you to do humiliating tasks, or cruel and degrading things. He might force you to hurt yourself, if that is what pleases him. He will force you to do many things, just for him.

He would be possessive over you. No other person would be allowed to talk to you. If he caught you speaking to another, even to make polite conversation, he would become enraged. He would be obsessed with controlling and protecting you. He would lock you away in his palace to ensure that you do not escape and has no opportunity to meet with another behind his back. He would not allow you to leave him. You would be the only thing in his life, and he would be consumed by his jealousy and obsession with you.

He would follow you everywhere. He would take whatever means to protect you. He would threaten anyone who looked at you. He would be possessive and obsessive. He would keep you close by his side. Any rival suitors would be disposed of in whatever manner was necessary, so you would be his and his alone. He would do horrible things in the name of love. Anything for you.

He would become extremely possessive of you. He would constantly be watching you, wanting to be with you, and to keep all other men or lovers away from you. He would do his best to isolate you from everyone else, to keep you all to himself. He would be extremely jealous whenever you would talk to another or show any interest in anyone else. He would do everything in his power to make you feel and know that he is the only one for you.

He would stalk you, try to find out as much as he can about you, about what you like and dislike, about your routines and patterns. He would plan ways to be alone with you and to spend time together. He would be controlling, he would use every manipulation and scheme in his power to achieve his goal of making you be with him, and with him only. He would be determined, and relentless. He would be ruthless.

He sees you as a prize to be won. He will go to great lengths to protect and provide for you. He will do whatever is necessary to ensure your loyalty and commitment to him. He is passionate and intense. He is relentless in his pursuit. He will never give up.

He’s obsessed with his darling, and he would do anything for you. He’s willing to sacrifice everything and everyone, including himself, to keep you, and he’ll become extremely possessive and jealous. He can be quite violent and ruthless at times, but he can also be incredibly sweet and charming when he needs to be. He will use any means necessary to maintain control of you and keep you all to himself. He will go as far as he needs to in order to secure your love and devotion, and he won't stop until you're his forever.

He would watch from the shadows as you spent time with other people. He would grow increasingly anxious and jealous, unable to focus on anything but the thought of you being with someone else. His mind would fill with scenarios of other people making a move on you, or worse.

He would find ways to make sure you were always with him, even at your own expense. He would force you into spending more time with him, and he would use guilt trips and threats to ensure you obeyed his wishes.

As his obsession grew, he would become volatile. He would experience fits of jealousy and rage when he was not with you, and he would lash out violently against people who came near you or were perceived to be a threat. He would also become incredibly possessive, demanding you stay with him at all times. He might even go so far as to lock you in a room or even kill anyone who came too close to you.

He would shower you with gifts and affection, trying to make you feel loved and wanted so that you would not seek that attention elsewhere. He would also be very controlling and possessive, constantly monitoring your movements and your interactions with others, and he would not hesitate to use guilt, threats, and manipulation to get you to obey him. He would also isolate you from your friends and loved ones and try to make sure that your whole world revolved around him.

His possessiveness and paranoia would push you away, leaving you with few options but to leave. But his love for you would not let you go so easily. He would become enraged, vowing to punish those who forced you away from him. If you dared to move on from him, he would use threats, violence, and even murder to bring you back. It is his worst fear, and he would fight with all his being to prevent it.

As his obsession reached its peak, he would no longer see you as a person, but as his possession. He would treat you like his property to be kept, and he would view any attempts to leave him or spend time with others as a challenge to be overcome. He would become violent, abusive, and obsessive, using any means necessary to keep you. He would control every aspect of your life and force you to obey his every command.

In extreme cases, he may become manipulative and even delusional. He might try and gaslight you into believing that he is the only person you should trust, and everyone else is out to get you. He would create a warped and twisted reality in which everyone is against you both, and only he can protect you. His behavior may become increasingly erratic and out of touch with reality.

In all these cases, he would justify his actions as being for your own good, but it would only be to gain more control and possess you.

He absolutely loves it when you leave scratches on his back. The deeper, the better. He wants to look in the mirror and see the marks you left on him for days at a time. He wears them like a badge of honor.

When you’re giving him a hand-job, he loves having you in his lap, kissing him while you twist your tightened fist around his aching length. If you have him in your mouth than he’ll love it when you keep eye contact with him, slapping his cock against your tongue or hollowing your cheeks around him while he holds the back of your head.

He definitely has a breeding kink and I refuse to believe otherwise. He’ll try to keep it from you for as long as he can but it isn’t long before the dirty talk slips out and you’re confronted with the truth. Once you explain that you’re fine with it, he gets absolutely filthy: don’t be surprised if he starts talking like a man possessed while you’re in the middle of things.

He’d also be into a bit of biting. The two of you would be in the heat of the moment and he’d grow feverish, biting down on your shoulder harshly and tugging at the flesh before running his tongue against the wound soothingly. It’s somewhat instinctual so it’s not particularly something he can help; though he’ll try his hardest not to do it if you really don’t want him to.

Daemon is secretly soft for you, so expect to have him pressing kisses to your skin every other minute and running his hands down your body.

He’s a dom, but it isn’t really set in stone. He likes giving commands and being a bit of a jerk, so there’s obviously going to be a power struggle, but occasionally he’ll just pause and say “Fine. Give it your best shot.” and enjoy the ride.

Sit on his face!, regardless if he's the one not getting pleasure from it he very much enjoys seeing the blissful look on your face or when your eyes roll back when he keeps going after you came.

#daemon targaryen x reader #daemon targeryen x reader #daemon targaryen #daemon x reader #daemon x you #house of the dragon #tw yandere #yandere #yandere daemon targaryen

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momo-t-daye · 1 year ago

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"Now, Severus, the sword! Do not forget it must be taken under conditions of need and valor-" the portrait recited, an echo of Albus Dumbledore, a recording unspooling predetermined plans. It wasn't Albus Dumbledore, it was paint and canvas and curated memories and trained habits, it was a simulacrum that could only ever offer false connection and empty comfort.

Minerva thought it was a mockery of remembrance, hanging the portrait of Albus behind the desk Albus had once occupied. She had refused to enter the Headmaster's office a second time as staunchly as she refused to look at Severus with anything but hatred now. It was torture. Every parroted guile and canned expression of concern and impersonation of Albus' intelligence was another knife twist in the knot of grief and guilt that had replaced his heart in the last terrible year.

It was continuing on, another reminder that Severus mustn't let Potter see him, mustn't let Lily's son know of Severus' allegiance lest the child become a liability before he could be a sacrifice.

"I know," Severus said, curt, hoping to skip past the pre-recorded reminders of all the promises he'd given to a dead man.

He didn't need the portrait to press a hand against some invisible wall as though it wanted to reach him, he didn't need it to make that expression of determined concern Albus used to make when Severus had marched off to another terrible meeting with the Dark Lord for the sake of the Order and keeping the boy alive and as safe as they could.

Yet despite the mimicry of care, it wouldn't even tell him why he had to get the sword into Potter's possession; perhaps Albus hadn't trusted his own portrait enough to imbue it with that knowledge even as he had trusted it to continue to haunt Severus.

It was a ridiculous dedication to his little mind games, like that note on the inside of the firewhiskey label, as if Albus had feared that, left to his own devices, Severus might go and haunt himself off Dumbledore's plotted path with grief over his own wasted loyalty and rage at the fate sewn under Harry Potter's skin and memories of his once best friend. As if Severus wasn't an expert at closing his mind and shuttering his heart and ignoring furious wailing of his own ghosts.

The portrait was still talking, another formulaic warning to take caution while accomplishing Albus Dumbledore's plans.

"Don't worry, Dumbledore," Severus said, speaking more to himself, his disappointed devastated selves, than the portrait, "I have a plan..."

For Unofficial Snapetober 2023 prompts "Ghost" and "Remembrance" The idea of haunting ones own self/of seeing the ghost of your past self seemed like it would be suitable for Severus- Sev is different from Severus is different from Snape is different from Professor Snape etc. etc., right? I mostly work with traditional media and do a little bit of digital tidying up to try to get the colors on the screen to look like the colors on paper, but I had a bit of fun figuring out how to put the ghosts of past Snapes (young Sev, Teen Sev, and Professor Snape) haunting Headmaster Snape into the picture. I painted each of the ghosts separately- in dark orange over black inked lines- and then inverted the colors once it was scanned and put those as semi-transparent layers on top of the separate painting of Headmaster!Snape in Dumbledore's office (...I am not very good at drawing backgrounds inside of a building where furniture and walls have too many straight lines, let's just put the characters in the woods with trees and lots of nice wavy wobbly lines...). Also! Have you all read "Stronger than a Butterbeer" (https://archiveofourown.org/works/10786743)? It's such a precise gut-punch of "the absence of Severus" that haunts me so I just had to make a reference to it.

#Severus Snape #Snapetober 2023 #Albus Dumbledore #Headmaster Snape #ficlet #my art

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Jupiter in Taurus: Your Luck for the Upcoming year (2023-2024)

Jupiter entered Taurus on May 16th and it will stay there until May 25th 2024. Jupiter in Taurus is connected to financial security, finding stability, indulgence in the things that bring true comfort.

See how this will impact you personally based on your Rising Sign:

Aries Rising

Jupiter will be in your 2nd house which will help you gain confidence and self-assurance. You may experience growth in terms of values and priorities in your life. You may feel ready to go out of your comfort zone and bring change into your life. Financially, this could be a great year for an increase in your finances, new financial opportunities or making big purchases. On the negative side, you may have selfish moments and be inconsiderate of those around you. Try to avoid overspending and be more conscious of your spending habits. Avoid overindulgence in anything.

Taurus Rising

This year will bring new opportunities in your life and allow you to put yourself out there and feel more confident in who you are. This year will be a great time to make important decisions for your future. You may have different priorities or gain a new perspective on life. You will naturally attract luck and good fortune. On the negative side, you are prone to selfish behavior and arrogance. Try to avoid having hope in your plans unless you take the action needed as well. This year will help you grow and go out of your comfort zone, be more independent and open-minded for new things.

Gemini Rising

Jupiter will be in your 12th house which will be highly beneficial for your mental health and inner wellbeing. You may overcome any major insecurities and self-doubt. This year will bring inner growth and help you feel more confident in yourself. Spending more time alone, going on solo retreats, spiritual journeys will be highly beneficial to you. You may go through a spiritual transformation and put more focus into your beliefs. You may overcome the feelings of loneliness. On the negative side, try to avoid neglecting other areas of your life as that could lead to losing control and bringing unnecessary chaos or problems.

Cancer Rising

Jupiter will be in your 11th house so you are likely to go out of your comfort zone when it comes to meeting new people and making new friends. You might be more sociable and you will feel ready to attract new people and opportunities into your life. You will experience growth in your friendships and you may feel ready to let go of the connections that no longer bring joy into your life. You will be determined to focus on your biggest dreams and ambitions. Try to avoid starting many things at once as that may not allow you to complete what you have previously started. Dreaming big will not bring the results you want unless you use strategy, patience and effort as well.

Leo Rising

Jupiter will be in your 10th house of career and professional life which will bring growth and new opportunities in your career. You may finally receive the recognition you deserve. This year could bring a newfound level of popularity - you may receive a lot of attention from others. You may learn valuable knowledge that will help you make the right decisions when pursuing your biggest goals. This year could also bring a higher sense of duty and responsibility. On the negative side, you may be overly domineering over others and your pride in your accomplishments may push you to overlook those of others.

Virgo Rising

Jupiter will be in your 9th house which will make this a fabulous year for travelling and exploring new places. Being in another country could bring a lot of knowledge and experience. You are likely to create valuable connections. This year could be great for your personal development and your academic journey. Now is the time to start any courses or pursue higher education. On the negative side, you may lack a sense of responsibility and you may outgrow many of the things you were once attached to. This year will bring freedom.

Libra Rising

Jupiter will be in your 8th house which could help you overcome any major insecurities, help you gain strength and confidence. Financially this year may bring positive changes and an increase in your finances. This may be the perfect time to invest or make big financial decisions. Positive transformation will happen, but it may require letting go of things that were meaningful to you. Your attachment to them may still be there, but growth comes with letting go. This year will bring out a new, stronger version of you.

Scorpio Rising

Jupiter will be in your 7th house which shows a high possibility for entering a meaningful relationship or making a further commitment in your current one (engagement, moving in, marriage). This year will be great for networking and creating new connections. The people in your life may teach you valuable lessons and provide you with guidance. On the negative side, your ego may sometimes be a problem in your relationships and your pride may not allow you to make compromises with others. Despite that, this is an abundant year for personal and professional relationships.

Sagittarius Rising

Jupiter will be in your 6th house of health which shows a great time for your health and overall wellbeing. This could be a great time to make improvements in your routine and start a new health journet. You may be highly energetic. This year may bring new work opportunities or a promotion. On the positive side, you will be ambitious and may attract luck. On the negative side, you may have a higher-than-thou attitude at work and your ego may prevent you from appreciating other people's efforts.

Capricorn Rising

Jupiter will be in your 5th house which will bring positive changes in your romantic life. You might meet someone new and start a purposeful connection. You might be more creative and expressive of your talents and abilities. Throughout this year your happiness will come from socializing and spending time with others. You may develop new hobbies or interests or work on a talent you may have. On the negative side, overindulgence may be a big problem for you and things could easily get out of control. You are prone to hedonistic attitudes.

Aquarius Rising

This year Jupiter will be in your 4th house which will bring joy into your family life. You are likely to experience growth in your family whether that's making a new commitment with your partner, buying a home or moving. This year will bring emotional growth and happiness. You may finally let go of old emotions burdens. On the negative side, you may grow detachment to things that were once meaningful. You may lack attachment and sense of duty to your home due to your desire for freedom.

Pisces Rising

Jupiter will be in your 3rd house which shows that you will gain wisdom and a new perspective on life. You may have a more mature outlook. This year may bring new adventures and you are ready to explore your surroundings, find new information and create new connections. On the positive side, this could be a good time to pursue and focus on any interests you have wanted to explore. On the negative side, you may not pay enough attention to your responsibilities.

Note: This post was made based on the Whole Sign system. If you use Placidus check the horoscope based on the house cusp Taurus is on in your chart.

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The Spirit of Determination

Nyra "Rook" Thorne is somehow responsible for the fate of all of Thedas. If she's going to pull it off, she's going to need a hell of a lot of determination. Lucky for her, she knows a guy and his demon who can help her out with that.

Sooooo I absolutely failed to mention that this Rook is an elf. Oops. She even has Vallaslin. I apologize for failing to include a fairly relevant detail, and I’m putting a picture of Nyra “Rook” Thorne below. (I fixed part 1 so this might be irrelevant for some)

Part 3: The Beginning of the End

Morrigan regarded Rook with her usual neutral expression, before allowing a small smile to grace her features. This she-elf certainly didn’t beat around the bush. Morrigan had to admit, that sarcastic, crossbow-wielding dwarf truly possessed a knack for stumbling upon and recognizing individuals with the potential to be real heroes. The one before her, “Rook” had a special kind of glint to her eyes when she focused in on a target. Morrigan recognized the look well. After all, the witch had spent more than her fair share of time guiding saviors of Thedas to their defining moments. Yes, this one will be able to do it, she thought before opening her mouth to address the woman in front of her.

“You assume I carry ill tidings,” Morrigan paused, “You’d be mostly correct, but it would be more accurate to say I bring a warning and some advice.” She waited a beat, waiting to see if Rook had anything to interject. The warden just watched her with the same steady gaze however, so Morrigan went on. “You are correct that it will be a month before the eclipse the blighted gods need to finish their dagger occurs naturally, but you forget that you are facing beings that do not play by the rules of our natural world.”

Rook’s eyes widened slightly but she remained silent. She wanted to wait until Morrigan was done to react, and she could tell there was more to come.

“We cannot assume that the gods are going to simply wait until the perfect moment arrives, especially since they are now all too aware of the danger you pose.” THAT made Rook’s eyebrows shoot up, and she opened her mouth to argue. She may be good in a fight, and occasionally have some success in the strategy department, but she alone couldn’t truly be a threat to the gods. The Witch of the Wilds held up a hand, indicating that she was not finished. Rook’s jaw snapped shut and she nodded for Morrigan to continue.

“You may not see what you’ve accomplished as a real victory, but you’ve proven yourself to be an adversary that they cannot ignore or take lightly. Not after you killed Ghilan’nain’s archdemon.” Morrigan smirked, “That is an insult they will not forget or forgive.”

Taking on a more serious tone, her expression darkened, “I can feel something brewing, there is a change in the wind. They’re planning something and you need to be ready. In order to be ready for the final confrontation, you need to decide how you are going to handle The Dread Wolf.”

Rook was confused now. “Solas is locked away in the Fade prison he built, he’s not going to be a problem when we face the gods.”

Morrigan shook her head grimly. “The Dread Wolf has an escape plan, you can be sure of that. It’s doubtful that he will wait until you’ve achieved your victory to act. This is a being who believes only he can save the world. Fen’Harel isn’t going to trust you to do it in his stead, no matter what he has told you or promised. Solas is many things, but the one that has remained the most constant, is that he will lie and deceive anyone if he thinks it necessary to achieve his goal.”

“It’s not as if I trust him”, Rook argued, “But he’s trapped. If he could escape, I imagine he would have done so already. Solas built that prison himself, he made sure a god couldn’t ever leave it.”

“And yet two did.” Morrigan countered, “It’s already been done, there is no evidence to suggest that he can’t find a way out if the right conditions are met. Tread carefully Rook, you mustn’t underestimate him. Do not repeat the actions that have been the downfall of so many before you.” Then Morrigan sighed, “All that is not to say that the Dread Wolf is a lost cause, he isn’t. Not yet at least.”

Amber eyes looked up and stared meaningfully across the table into green ones. “Do you think he is worth saving? Or has your faith in him completely vanished? This is what you need to decide, Rook. Once the gods take action and plans are set in motion, there won’t be time for hesitation. You need to have a plan to deal with Solas. The choice is yours, but do not make it lightly. Consider all that you have seen, all that you have experienced of the Dread Wolf’s life. The second fragment of Mythal is in your hands now, will you try to use it to save him?”

Rook had no answer to that. He’s an arrogant, deceiving, bastard who thinks he is always right, she grumbled inwardly, but is it right to call anyone irredeemable? She was a Grey Warden. Many of her brothers and sisters had done many dark things in their pasts and they were allowed a second chance. She herself had gotten a second chance. Could she really play judge, jury, and executioner in this situation while knowing that? Rook also considered Lucanis. He carried a demon within him, had killed countless people, but she knew he possessed a gentle soul and a caring heart. Was it fair for her to write Solas off when she didn’t truly know his nature?

Rook worked her jaw in silent, frustrated thought. As much as she wanted to write the ancient elf off, she couldn’t do so without going against her beliefs. I have to give him a chance if he escapes. Everyone deserves an opportunity to do the right thing, at least one. With a heavy sigh Rook said the words that would seal a part of her fate: “I don’t believe he’s fully evil or a lost cause. If he gets out, I’ll do what Varric would. I’ll give him one last chance to change, evolve into something new, but I won’t allow him to do anymore damage. I’m prepared to kill him if that’s what it takes to make Thedas safe.”

Morrigan nodded her approval. “You’ve steeled your resolve on this issue, I can rest easier now. Trying to make major decisions in the heat of battle is what gets heroes killed. Thank you for setting my mind at ease.”

Rook gave her a small smile before her face turned serious once more, “So what are the Inquisitor’s plans? Should I expect-”

She was interrupted by a sudden change in the light outside the window and the sounds of horrified screams coming from the docks. Rook and Morrigan stared at each other for a single moment in shock before both women rose quickly to their feet and ran for the exit. Lucanis already stood just outside the door, his typically stoic face raised to the sky with a mix of shock and fear painted across it. Not good, Rook thought before shakily forcing her eyes to take in the state of the sky.

Icy panic exploded in Rook’s chest at the sight. Impossible… That’s not… she couldn’t seem to form a full, coherent thought as she tried to come to terms with what she was seeing. The moon was being dragged to cover the sun. The gods were moving their timeline up rapidly. Their plan was to not even give her a chance to stop them from completing their ritual, and they were quite literally moving the heavens and the earth to do it.

“No…” Rook heard herself whisper brokenly. “I don’t…”

How was she supposed to fight beings that could accomplish something like this? Hell, these beings were the ones her people had worshipped. They were so powerful they could claim godhood. Rook was one person, and she was terrified. NO. Her own voice thundered in her mind. You promised yourself, promised the ones you failed that you’d never shrink back from a fight again. You swore you’d never feel that helpless again. That you wouldn’t give up ever again. So pull it together, and MOVE. The gods won’t wait for you to catch up.

In response to these thoughts, Rook straightened up and squared her shoulders. Two pale hands came up to slap either side of her face in unison. That was better. Lucanis looked away from the sky upon hearing the forceful strike, and gave Rook a concerned look. She would have cherished it under any other circumstance but unfortunately, the world was ending.

“Right.” Somehow, she managed to speak loudly and with authority. “Lucanis we need to get to the Lighthouse as quickly as possible and get our allies together. We don’t have much time to get to Tearstone Island before those blighted fucks finish their cursed dagger.” Rook started down the stairs but stopped when she reached the bottom. Her shadow still stood at the top of the stairs, gaping at her like a fish. Upon meeting her gaze again however, his face became that of the skilled assassin again. They needed the Demon of Vyrantium right now, not Lucanis Dellamorte. Rook turned before she could watch him begin to follow her and took off at top speed towards the Eluvian. She wasn’t even a hundred percent sure they could make it in time, but that had never stopped her from trying before.

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Rook and Lucanis practically fell out of the Lighthouse Eluvian in their haste to reach the rest of the team. Rushing up the stairs to the library, they found all 6 other members of the Veilguard (7 if you count Assan, which she did), standing around the table arguing.

“We are completely fucked!” Taash shouted at no one in particular, flames appearing at the corners of their mouth.

“The plan hasn’t changed.” Davrin spoke loudly over Taash’s growls. “We go to the island, kill Ghilan’nain, and take the dagger before Elgar’nan can use it to blight the world.” Assan screeched as if agreeing with his companion.

“Um, I don’t know if you’ve seen the sky Davrin,” Harding cut in, “But I’m pretty sure the gods moving the moon wasn’t part of our original plan.” The small woman was doing her best to hide it, but Rook could hear the anxiety breaking through her light tone.

“Everyone has seen the sky, everyone knows what’s at stake, and everyone here has already promised the same thing.” Rook’s voice filled and dominated the space, and silence quickly fell over the room. She spoke loudly, but didn’t yell. The warden maintained a steady, firm tone as she continued, “We do whatever it takes. I’m going to need all of you in order to stop this madness and save the world. We can’t do that if we’re busy squabbling and panicking.” Rook met each of the team’s eyes, doing her best to silently communicate that everything was under control (it wasn’t, at all).

“You’ve all grown strong and overcome so much already.” She smirked before adding, “The gods have never met the likes of us, and now we are going to make them regret coming out of that prison in the first place.” Making sure that each person’s eyes remained on her, Rook swept her gaze over the people that had become so important to her. She hated that she had to say it. She didn’t want to be the one to give the command, but that was the cost of leading. “Get your gear and do it fast, we leave in five minutes.”

Wordlessly but with more fire in their eyes, the team scattered quickly to gather their armor and weapons. Rook turned to Lucanis, “Get word to the Crows, we will need them.” The assassin nodded at her before taking off towards his pantry. As he exited, Bellara was already re-entering the library, tightening the last straps on her leathers.

“I sent word to the Veiljumpers, they should be meeting us at the island.” Bellara reported. Rook shot her a grateful look. Thank goodness for Bellara’s quick mind. She heard a thundering sound behind her and turned to see Taash flying down the stairs from their room.

“I just sent word to the Lords, I’m sure Isabella will meet us there.” Taash was practically vibrating, the Rivaini was ready to go now. Any trace of fear had left them as soon as Rook came back and took control of the situation. Rook nodded her approval at Taash before turning to Emmerich who was making his way down the stairs now.

“Have the Mourn Watch been alerted?” She was pretty sure she already knew the answer, but a good leader had to be certain of which pieces were moving where. “We need total control of the board, kid. That’s the only way we are going to get any advantage over Chuckles.” She had learned that lesson from the best. Varric knew what it took to inspire people, and to inspire was to lead.

“They have indeed, Rook. I just sent Manfred off with a word to Vorgoth. I’m certain my fellow Watchers will join us as soon as they are able.” Emmerich gave her his usual gentle smile, but Rook knew him well enough now to see the worry just behind it. She nodded her thanks as Neve, Harding, Davrin, Assan, and Lucanis re-entered the library together. “The Crows have been notified, I expect Viago will be coming himself with a group of his best.” Lucanis informed Rook in his serious, business-like tone.

Good, he’s locked in. Rook thought, relieved. She needed him at his best, even if that was selfish. He might be the only one capable of taking down Ghilan’nain, and failure wasn’t an option this time.

As if reading her mind, Lucanis directed his next words at Rook alone, “I will not fail again. Ghilan’nain dies today, by our hand.” Hearing them speak as one was comforting. Lucanis and Spite’s intentions had aligned at last, and not a moment too soon.

“Perfect.” Rook said, a dark grin spreading slowly across her face. “The gods aren’t going to know what hit them. Let’s go.”

With that, Rook led her team through the Eluvian and across the Crossroads to Tearstone Island. She moved with the confidence of an army general that had never lost a war, but inside she was filled with self-doubt. The team trusted her with their lives, and now she had no choice but to put them all on the line. Maybe it was her time as a Grey Warden, but Rook had a good sense for if a fight was going to cost lives. She felt sick when she noticed the familiar tug in her gut. One of us isn’t going to make it back….Rook did her best to shrug off the thought. It didn’t help anyone to get lost in doom-filled thoughts.

One by one the Veilguard stepped through the Eluvian onto the soil of Tearstone Island. They stood in a line as they all took a moment to stare at the sky. The sun was nearly entirely covered by the moon now. Rook swallowed hard, her throat incredibly dry all of the sudden. “Let’s move.” she forced the words out, strain evident in her voice. If the team noticed, they gave no indication of it. She was glad for that.

They quickly got to the location where they needed to split up. One would need to lead a small team around the island in the opposite direction in order to keep eyes off of Rook and the rest of her team. Both Davrin and Harding volunteered themselves right away.

“ I have experience leading people into battle, and you know fighting Darkspawn is what we are made to do.” Davrin argued in favor of himself.

“I’m the scout!” Harding pointed out, “It should be me, I know how to move quickly and efficiently, and am great at navigating unfamiliar landscapes!”

Rook looked between the two of them. How was she supposed to choose? They were both clearly willing, but she knew that whoever she chose was going to be in much more danger than the rest of them. Harding was staring at her intensely, and when Rook turned to fully meet her gaze, she had her answer. The scout’s eyes communicated one simple thing: “Let me make it right.” Harding had the same chip on her shoulder that Rook did, she couldn’t deny her a shot at the redemption they both so desperately craved.

“Harding will lead the small group. Taash, go with her.” Taash looked at her gratefully and nodded. Rook knew Taash wouldn’t have their head on straight if they spent the whole time worrying over Harding, so it was better to just have the two stick together for now. Everyone else comes with. Lucanis, Davrin, you guys are running point with me on this.” The two men nodded and stepped up to her sides.

“Everyone knows the plan.” Rook said, addressing the whole team. “If we fail, the world as we know it is over.” She swept her eyes over each Veilguard member’s determined face, “So we won’t fail. Protect each other, and stay alert. Now go, we're already out of time.”

Harding, Taash, and their small group started off at a run to the other side of the island. Rook took a deep steadying breath, That’s not going to be the only tough decision you have to make today. She grimaced at the thought, but forced her body to continue moving forward. Rook managed to get her legs to run after a few steps, and they were off.

* * * *

Lucanis stared at Rook’s back as they ran further inland. Here he was, following her as she plunged into danger once again. It probably should have bothered him but being at her side at all was enough right now. At least it meant he could protect her if need be.He was a fool for not making his feelings known sooner. The fear of hurting her, of not knowing what kind of man he could be for her, had held him back. He had wasted so much time. I have to tell her. When this is all over, I’ll tell her how much she means to me, and beg to stay at her side.

Rook could feel his eyes on her back as she followed the small footpath that would take her to the gods. She wanted badly to turn around and hug him. Just once, she wanted to know what it felt like to be held in Lucanis’s firm, but gentle grasp. Rook crushed the thought immediately. She had a mission, a job to do, and it was far too important to make a mistake because she was distracted. Maybe afterwards though… When we finish the job, I’ll go to him. I’ll tell him what’s been true for a long time now: I love him as he is, demon and all. I’ve never really belonged anywhere, but I want to belong with him.

Only, things had never gone the way Rook planned. It was stupid to think that would suddenly change now.

Part 4 here

Part 2 here

Part 1 here

DATV Masterlist here

#dragon age the veilguard #dragon age the veilguard spoilers #veilguard spoilers #lucanis x rook #lucanis dellamorte #grey warden!rook #tearstone island #dragon age fanfiction #the spirit of determination

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The Grim Dark Archives: Transcript #004 Higher Ups

[Transcript taken [Redacted: Sensitive data]. The following transcript is technically personal, but I've decided to put it here nonetheless. The conversation I had was with one of the higher ups who I will leave unnamed for privacy reasons. I was attempting to explain my reasoning behind my decision to... attempt further investigation into the aliens on my own.

I just can't sit here and listen as problems arise. [Redacted] is indeed useful when he feels like being so, but I refuse to wait around twiddling my thumbs while more horrors go on around me. I want to be proactive and learn as much as I can about this threat so that hopefully, when the time comes, I can do something to stop it.

Transcript begins.]

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Agent Witwicky: Thank you for accepting my request for an audience BLANK.

BLANK: Of course.

Agent Witwicky: I am sure you saw my report and my detailed plan.

BLANK: I did, and I can't say I fully agree with it. I assume you came here to explain yourself?

Agent Witwicky: That would be correct, Sir.

BLANK: Go on then.

Agent Witwicky: Very well. I will try to keep things as concise as possible.

Agent Witwicky: To begin, I feel that we should begin looking more into the Autobot threat. They have claimed to be allies, but [Redacted] has proven this to be at least quite likely to be false. Not to mention these Decepticons have yet to do anything whereas the Autobots have already claimed civilian lives.

BLANK: And what exactly is your goal here Witwicky?

Agent Witwicky: I understand that it would be dangerous to dedicate a team to the task of understanding these aliens. And so I would like to suggest a singular agent be assigned this mission. That way if things fall through, this agent could be cut off from the government and claimed to be rogue, saving the US military from the ire of any potentially harmed parties.

BLANK: A sound suggestion. Let us imagine that you are this hypothetical agent for a moment. What would you be doing exactly?

Agent Witwicky: I would first get into contact with Agent Fowler and establish communications. He is by far the most knowledgeable and I would like to collect statements from him regarding the Autobots.

BLANK: That could be done without a dedicated mission.

Agent Witwicky: Yes, but what I would do after this would be less easy to accomplish for anyone tied down by military regulation.

Agent Witwicky: I would then take the risk of speaking to Optimus Prime in order to possibly acquire further information on Cybertron and its people. We currently have very little actual information. [Redacted] is a good source, but he only speaks on subject we inquire upon. I would like to dig deeper, to ask the Prime himself about Cybertron and its history. Maybe then we can determine the best course of action.

BLANK: That goes far beyond what we need to keep them in line.

Agent Witwicky: I need to know Sir. I need to understand these beings. Don't we have agents sent to other countries to understand them? Why can we not have an agent here to understand the aliens too? They could have valuable data, maybe even information on other worlds for NASA to use-!

BLANK: Enough. I understand Witwicky. Let us drop all pretenses here. What do you intend to do?

Agent Witwicky: I want to interact with the Autobots personally, to get their statements and stories. The more we know, the better chance we have of fighting back. I don't intend to tell [Redacted] about my visits either. Having two sources of information will help us pick out what is real and what are lies.

BLANK: We can make you a Diplomat. But I see that look in your eyes, that isn't the extent of what you want to do. Right?

Agent Witwicky: Correct Sir. I also want to look into the children. I want to see the changes they undergo and hopefully gain greater insight through them.

Agent Witwicky: Rafael runs a blog. He hasn't posted much, just a few thoughts every couple of days. But [Redacted] has implied that he will join the Archive, an organism of knowledge. A human mind cannot handle huge amounts of data, so there must be an outlet for all of it. I want to see how his thoughts change.

BLANK: You want him to be a test subject?

Agent Witwicky: Isn't he already one? We can't get him out now. So the best thing he can do for humanity is show how he is changing.

BLANK: ...

Agent Witwicky: The girl, Miko, she has a journal and a sketch book. I intend to get access to those things and transcribe the information they hold. Miko is the only one out of the children who is unaware of her situation. I want to see how that changes her view and if she can pick up anything we can't.

BLANK: I see...

Agent Witwicky: Then there is the older boy, Jack Darby, Arcee's target. He is by far the most interesting at present. He has been issued regular conversations with the military sanctioned therapist, correct? I want access to those recordings. Jack must hear things we could never comprehend. He must know so much more than us-

BLANK: Witwicky, what are you really after here?

Agent Witwicky: What do you mean? I've already said that I want to understand our potential enemies to help us fight back more effectively-

BLANK: No Witwicky. You have a personal investment here. What are you actually hoping to get from all this?

Agent Witwicky: ...

Agent Witwicky: I want knowledge. [Redacted] is hardly explaining anything. I hate having missing pieces in my puzzle.

BLANK: I see.

BLANK: ...

BLANK: Your orders will be issued soon. Consider yourself no longer outwardly affiliated with the United States Military. We will fund you and you will have access to everything you need, but if you are discovered, you will have no protection. Do you understand Sam?

Agent Witwicky: Yes Sir. When can I begin my work?

BLANK: As soon as you feel ready. Keep this information from [Redacted] as long as possible. He's already proven capable of violence when threatened.

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[Transcript ends.

The higher ups were dubious about granting me my new position, but they will understand with time. It's going to be dangerous, that's for sure. But this way we will learn so much more about our enemies. Especially with [Redacted] here as well.

I don't mean to use the children, but considering they are all but lost causes, I think its for the best to just... make the best of their situation. Learn what we can so that no others share their fate.

Here's hoping the Decepticons are less convoluted.

Agent Witwicky signing off.

Recording end.]

#transformers #maccadam #transformers prime #optimus prime #alternate universe #the grim dark archives au #agent witwicky #transcript #a sort of intermission but not really #this will have ramifications later

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