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Quality of Being a Good Listener

I am a Good Listener.

As soon as I see another person, I want to know how they are. Especially if I care about them. I will listen to people talk for hours. I’ll interact with them, I’ll relate with them.

I love listening, taking in information, and processing things. It helps me really understand things, topics, and people. And I have the strongest drive to understand it all.

But sometimes I listen too much and don’t talk enough. It’s something that I’m working on…

I am a Good Listener.

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Discussing Strengths Challenge

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Post-Hoot with Dana Terrace!

            Dana’s put over 200 hours into games she’s missed since the finale; Octopath Traveler, Little Nightmares, etc. Sarah Nicole-Robles cried harder than she ever did when she said I learned a language I’ll never forget, a whole chapter of my life is over, during the King-ceanera. She said the line once and was suddenly sobbing because of how meta it was. 

         Rebecca has a ‘sona during the bit with Barcus in the epilogue sequence. Cissy also cried when watching with her family, her kids asked her about it; Sarah was really excited as she watched the finale.

         No sequel happening, but we can always hope; Dana would like to do more, but Disney owns the IP and needs to give them permission. Dana knew the prequel line in the finale was ham-fisted as hell but still went with it because she was pissed (she said Fuck to express her rage). Rebecca went back to the Anger phase of grief after watching the finale after realizing what they missed, but Sarah was also in Acceptance because it was hard to regret something that ended so well.

         Dana doesn’t cry that much, but TJ’s remix in the soundtrack made her cry. Dana brought back everyone for BBBYYYEEEEEEE, noting this was every character’s last line, and wished Hooty had more lines. Alex improvised a cut line after the Bye with Hooty expressing appreciation for the finale and readiness for his spin-off.

         Dana won’t say much in hopes she’ll get to do more for TOH in the future; A Youtube reviewer (shoutout to all, Zachary Ax, Man of a Thousand Thoughts, Rebecca herself), the Third Bill got it right on Hooty, and Dana won’t be more specific about that.

         They found out about the shortening during S2; They had an ending in mind that Dana had in mind since development, but it needed too much setup and so they couldn’t pull it off. All of Season 2A was written before knowing the cancellation; Follies at the Coven Day Parade was the first episode fully written knowing the show was shortened, hence the tonal change. The Galdorstones was an arc Dana planned more on, as well as the Coven Heads; Bat Queen; It was a hard situation choosing what to leave out.

         There weren’t whole episodes written that had to be trashed; Just one-sentence ideas on a whiteboard never fully outlined or scripted. But Dana is still happy with what came out, because it was pretty damn cool.

         Rebecca Rose once saw someone with a King sweatshirt like hers at Disneyland and said hi, but they just side-eyed her and didn’t respond; Despite this, Rebecca hopes they had a happy day and believes they were just having a bad time. Sarah joked about not being so forgiving.

         String Bean’s inspiration: Owlbert is in the title of the show, String Bean indeed was there the whole time! The S wasn’t completely intentional at first, but Dana flipped the logo around and figured it out. When making the first episode, the logo wasn’t finalized. They always liked the idea of Luz being connected to snakes, it’s what she brought to school and they liked her reclaiming something she terrorized her classmates with. The Snake-Shifter idea specifically; Zach Marcus just said “Snake-Shifter” as they brainstormed ideas and Dana, being a sucker for lame puns, was sold.

         That was indeed Dana being represented as a student in the epilogue! She was Beastkeeping and Oracle; Dana can see the future of the show, and really likes animals. Raine’s palisman was indeed hidden within the violin’s design; Hunter and Dell worked to fix the palismen after Raine broke it trying to stop Belos. The violin is more akin to the staff, anyhow. Dana considered responding to a question about general Caleb, Evelyn, and Flapjack lore, but Sarah insisted she stay silent in case they get to answer it as an actual story later.

         Dana liked to think while writing Thanks to Them; No, Evelyn’s spirit isn’t in Flapjack. But to Philip, he saw Flapjack as the culmination of the corruption in his brother Caleb; He saw Flapjack, if it weren’t for YOU. You can see a hint of it in Masha’s story, Evelyn entices Caleb with Flapjack, who was Caleb’s introduction to magic. Evelyn was probably disguised as a human, and trusted Caleb for seeming reasonable and less violent. Perhaps like Dog owners passing each other by and suddenly becoming friends over this.

         Evelyn and Caleb’s relationship was sweet, from platonic curiosity to romantic. Eda doesn’t know she’s descended from them, nor does Hunter; And Dana has more to say, but will keep it hidden. Luz will stay the majority of her stay in the isles as she goes to college. Camila bought the shack leading to the human world, which allowed Luz to visit during holidays, weekends, etc.

         They never got to explore it, but it could’ve originally been the home of Philip and Caleb, long abandoned; Eda emerges after discovering the portal. In the next thirty years, she fixes up the shack as she builds the Owl House. Dana also advised fans to google Death of the Author, since she’s technically no longer working on the show, and thus gives permission for fans to write their own answers.

         Eda became the Owl Lady before Owlbert, due to the curse; They planned to do an episode where Eda learned palismen carving with Dell, and how Eda reclaimed the Owl identity to carve Owlbert. Dana stills has the outline of that episode in her head…

         According to Rebecca, Caleb and Philip’s graves were in the basement of the shack, based on this church in New Haven Dana passed by every day on her way to school (Gravesfield is based on some places in Connecticut). However, Dana realized the graves didn’t fit into the story. They also had an ‘original’ Belos design for him taking over animals. Marina Gardner did some amazing Belos designs, and Thanks to Them alluded to it.

         The Portal’s eye comes from the Titan’s missing eye!!! Hunter is bisexual, Willow is pansexual, this is how Dana always wrote and imagined them in her mind, but it’s not explicitly stated so technically it’s more headcanon. Dana noted how some people just picked it up. Dana likes to think Amity and Lilith rekindled their student-mentor relationship. Having worked in the library, Amity was interested in Lilith’s knowledge of history. Dana suggested to Zarya(?) from the design team to add notes to Lilith’s museum blueprints. A helicopter passed over and they joked it was Disney trying to stop spoilers.

         Cissy only got her lines and didn’t know any other details about the finale, to Dana’s surprise; Dana explained that people not getting a full script is due to the pandemic. Before quarantine, actors would get the full script. They have to rely on Eden Riegel and Dana for context a lot. Bosook Coburn spoiled Luz’s death to Rebecca Rose during the celebration party. They came up with a lot of designs for dying Luz, trying to figure out how they can hollow out her head how much. Dana mentions it’s up to the showrunner to show how much they want to the actors.

         Thanks to Sarah, they kept in Luz saying her own SFX during her fight with Eda in O Titan, Where Art Thou; She heard someone do it as part of the mock script and wanted it. When Dana voiced Eda and Luz at the end, Dana was crying. There’s a recording of Season 2B and Season 3 of Dana doing a voice-over of the script to get approved by executives.

         Dana clarified everyone would’ve had more of a chance to talk with each other, such as Hunter and Amity; Hunter would’ve talked to Vee, as well as more human realm kids, literally everyone would’ve had a little more time with each other. Dana loves Luz and Hunter’s sibling dynamic. Dana was sorry they couldn’t have Luz and Raine hang out, but they had the Hexsquad storyline. Luz finished high school in the human world, with the renewed motivation that she’ll go back to the isles. Knowing she has a safe space outside of high school made it more bearable, as was the case for Dana growing up.

         Cissy brought up Gus’ hair in the epilogue, which she loved; Emmy Cicierga did the design for Gus and Raine. Harpy Lilith was by Emmy; Dana did Emira, Eberwolf, and Skara’s timeskip designs. The name of the Titan is unpronounceable for humans.

         Dana can’t say much about the Archivists; The Collector never had a flash-forward design, as they age much more slowly than everyone else. Maybe the Collector got just a tiny bit taller. The idea of the Collector came from creepy dolls, as well as a nightmare; John Bailey Owen had a google folder filled with cool references of creepy dolls with a starry aesthetic, liminal minimalist nightmare-scape. They knew who the Collector was gonna be, what role they’d play, but the vibe still needed to be decided.

         Dana confirmed the Collector was always a part of the show before the shortening, and they solidified their placement after the announcement. The Collector has indeed stayed connected with the others, visits occasionally. Dana has seen fan comics on this and teared up.

         Hooty doesn’t have to be vacated from the Owl House if he doesn’t want to; When the door isn’t active, Hooty could be present. The new portal can probably fold up, and Hooty is busy as a curator for Hooty’s new museum.

         Dana said Raine and Eda’s business is their business; Not all love stories end in marriage. It’s their thing and it doesn’t diminish any love, but they do live in the Owl House together (Raine moved in).

         Mattholomule getting a palisman is something Zach Marcus can answer, since he made the character and Dana respects the lore he made. It’s hard to say for Dana if Vee and Masha are dating, since Masha didn’t show up in the finale, but Vee definitely has a crush on them. Again, Dana encourages the Death of the Author approach, if the headcanon makes you happy.

         Alador and Odalia got officially divorced after the finale, and the kids happily lived away from her. They might visit her if they have the energy, but also recognize she’s a toxic influence they can cut off at any point. Dana gave a shoutout to Rachel McFarlane’s voice acting, praising her performance for Odalia.

         In regards to the tower King was born in, Dana has an answer; It was related to a character we all know, who now may have amnesia.

         There was a plan to explore Gus and Willow’s glowing eyes, and do it for other characters; Amity wasn’t going to have that, strong emotions are indeed connected to magic. It was mostly a worldbuilding magic rule they could’ve expanded on, that Dana wishes she did early in the story.

         In the boards, Dawn Han(?) did Clouds on the Horizon, and did the scene of Amity and the twins hiding in the factory as their parents talk about the Abomatons, Alador is worried since it seems like a tad much. Alador had T-rex arms in the storyboard, and it reminded Dana of Remy from Ratatouille, so when they got to the scene of them looking into Alador’s lab, Ratador was drawn in his place as a joke. Dana laughed so hard she decided to keep it in, with Dana handwaving it as Alador’s palisman.

         According to Dana, a show should be appreciated for as it is; But the other way to enjoy it, under the context it was made, is also important to her; Both ways are valid. It was easier for Sarah to voice depressed Luz since she was also depressed. The writers preferred to put their feelings into the show, VS a more happy-go-lucky approach as others did; It was kind of dark for a bit, especially during quarantine. Sarah felt her own experience validated with Luz’s depression, but she and Dana appreciated the balance of having a happy ending too.

         What made the crew hopeful was knowing the characters would always have a happy ending; Luz could continue her studies in full-force, a new family. They KNEW it would end happy. Dana acknowledged how the fandom misinterpreted “I hate the term happy endings,” and Sarah knew about the quincenera when asked during previous Post-Hoots, but couldn’t answer.

         Rebecca commissioned 3D-printed Funko Pops of S2A Lilith and S1 Luz, and gave them to the others as gifts; Rebecca didn’t know about Avi’s appearance until two days before the Post-Hoot, otherwise she would’ve had a Funko of Raine made. Dana’s stand for Luz had to be made with painter’s tape (she appreciated it) due to Rebecca running out of the other kind, and planned to place it beside her Peabody award. Elizabeth Grullon, Camila’s VA, had to call her mom in the middle of a session to translate her line about maduros into English.

        Cissy clarified this wasn’t intended to be the final Post-Hoot! And the video was ended with a BBBBYYYEEEEE!!!!!

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I'll write the image description when I get home < 3 Gonna dump some rambles about impulse on you guys again tho Happy pride month *Added image description and wowie did that end up being a lotta text lol

(Id: Image One: OP'S fursona peaks from the bottom of the image, the following text is on the image in large text "Happy Pride Month" Below it in smaller texts "Here is my Fav DC comics Headcannon" In A little cloud bubble it says "With Some Evidence For It" In a smaller bubble it says "Hint: I'm gonna ramble about Bart Allen Again" Image Two: A drawing of OP's fursona, grinning and gesturing to the left top corner, in that corner says "Aro/Ace Impulse" And has a drawing of Impulse's head below the text are two hearts colored in the Aromantic and Asexual pride flags Image Three: A drawing of OP'S fursona peaking over the right corner with a comic panel and a speech bubble to the left that says "Like literally on several occasions he's got a bunch of pretty girls swooning over him" In the bottom of the page OP's fursona is drawn with his eyes closed and a hand raised gesturing to a comic panel to the right of him accompanied by a speech bubble that says "And he could not give less of a damn about it, like zero interest" The two comic panels are from the Impulse comics and show what OP is talking about Image Four: Op's fursona in the top right of the image leans on some comic panels in the Image and says "And then we've got the part where he and his best friend kiss as a bit and they think anything than being more than just friends it so silly they're giggling over it" Lower on the page partially in front of some of the comic panel their fursona is drawn again with another speech bubble that says "On a side note I appreciate how in his comics there isn't a forced love plot. he's just 'got really close friends it reminds me of my high school experience with friendships" The comic panels show the instance of the joke kiss and then the panel saying how they'll be friends forever Image Five: OP's fursona leans over the edge of a comic panel looking down and it and says "And then there was how Cissie redirected him away from having a meltdown.", The fursona is also on the bottom of the panel and continues the thought in another speech bubble "Reacting to that in such utter confusion that it distracted him from his panicked spiraling" The featured comic panel shows Cissie confessing her love to Bart while Bart is panicked, Bart responds in confusion and stops spiraling and Cissie walks away saying "Figured that would do it" Image Six: OP's fursona is drawn in the right gesturing to a doodle of Impulse's head accompanied by the following text above him "I don't see aro/ace characters in media much so seeing this kind of stuff in his comics makes me feel really happy and seen" And the following text to his right " That, along with all the evidence of him having autism and adhd too makes him super relatable and cool to me since its hard to find representation with all those bits in one package, and I love how all of it is just a part of how he is, and how other characters don't like go out of their way to treat him differently -ID End)

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"# i think If you want a genuine critique of Batman then Leslie and her pacifism is far more interesting"

So true. Unfortunately nobody's been writing her well since the 90s or '00s. At least, I didn't come across anything featuring her in a well thought out way.

I'm split on counting War Games because 'she would not fucking do that' as people say. However, it is her position on morality taken to the twisted extreme. Still, intentionally killing or faking it, is very emotionally hurtful, like trauma inducing hurtful. Both for Steph and the Batfam and her mother.

Looked up the exact definition of pacifism and, well:

"Pacifism is a policy or doctrine of rejecting war and violence in solving disputes"

She kinda did use violence (emotional and body violating and zero consent from removing Steph from her life) to solve a dispute. Or to "free" Steph of her bat-duties, but it still counts.

Would love for Leslie to go after other batfam members and not just Bruce and argue with them about their methods.

Actually i think Stephanies death, either by medical negligence or a failure of her support system, is a natural consequence of Leslies brand of pacifism and while “She, personally, might not fucking do that” her philosophy might so its not as ooc as id like it to be.

So to discuss Leslie i think i have to establish two things 1. She suffers from being a (mostly) anti Batman character in a Batman comic* and

2. She and Jason are actually on two ends of a spectrum, with Leslie being “it is better to be the victim of violence then the perpetrator of it” and Jason being “it is better to enact unspeakable violence then be the victim of it”. With Bruce in the middle like “can we please get some nuance in here can we please get some fucking nuance” which is. Very funny actually.

(Its funny because Bruce, by being Batman, has basically decided to become the nuance - he will be violent for you, and by being so good at violence he can minimize the amount of actual violence needed)

So by letting Steph die, Leslie is essentially saying “no amount of violence can save us, isnt it better to die then without having inflicted it upon others?” Which is so very Ghandi of her, but also fucking insane and yeah Bruce was 100% right to never trust her again after that.

She is also - ok so the thing is, in-universe, being a teenage vigilante is. It’s basically like being a dance kid. Its going to have a profound and everlasting effect on the kids mental and physical health, there are side effects we still don’t entirely understand, but for the most part its just. Something some kids do!! Some of them insist on doing it (dick, damian (<-i have thoughts about why Bruce didnt want to give Damian robin ok) some of them realize it isnt good for them but cant really give it up (jason, maybe tim?) some of them are in it just for their stage moms (cissie king-jones) and some of them suffer long term consequences due to insufficient parental supervision (kon, pre-nu52) etc etc. Leslie is the mom in the corner who thinks allowing her kid to perform or even learn ballet in a studio is a slippery slide to abuse. She thinks no kid should ever be in that environment, and by Bruce allowing Dick to do so, despite Bruces reluctance in the matter and almost oppressive supervision, he has doomed an entire generation of kids.

She is never going to criticize anyone else in the batfam, because to do so would be admitting that kids have agency beyond what adults believe is best for them, and admitting that means being unable to push her “correct” views upon them.

Leslie is actually a pretty good stand in for fandom in that way; refuses to allow anyone but Bruce agency and independent thought, refuses to place blame anywhere but Bruce, insists a difference of opinion is grounds for dismissal of personhood and respect, and believes Gotham would be better off if Batman never existed.

(Once again i have no idea if i answered your question/addressed your ask. Sorry)

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Okay kind of a different post than my normal stuff but I did just want to put all of these in one place. These are my character analysis slides that I’ve been working on!

Breaking down the character of Billy Batson has been so fun for me, and its by far my favorite part of the writing process. So here’s what I have so far for my interpretation of the character.

Here is my first slide where I breakdown the basic overview of my story. Just outlining the basic plot summary, the story’s themes, and the basic character arc for Billy.

As you can see it’s very similar to the first movie I’ve just modified some things here and there to add my own fun twist to Billy’s origin story.

[ MORE SLIDES BELOW ]

In this slide is where I breakdown Billy’s passive motivation, something I see that is necessary for all superhero characters. Similar to Spider-Man’s “power and responsibility” thing, and similar to how Batman protects and values all life because his life was forever changed by a random act of violence.

I think Billy’s passive motivation to do good is really, deeply rooted in the injustice that he witnesses throughout his childhood. He’s especially receptive to the problems of children and other vulnerable groups because as a member of those communities, he knows they get overlooked often.

This next slide is my character breakdowns. This shows my main character and all my important side characters. They each have a lesson they inadvertently teach Billy, helping him along his path to become a good hero.

They each play a role on the team, giving them fun dynamics. This allows them all to have distinct personalities allowing for fun dialogue, banter, and character moments.

The only character you might not know on this list is Samara. She is my version of the character Cissie Sommerly. Cissie is a classic Captain Marvel character who’s most recent comic book appearance was 1978. Woof. So I thought it would be a fun idea to modernize her and bring her back into the spotlight, serving as a glimpse into the average Fawcett citizen’s reaction to the new hero, Shazam.

This next slide is a closer look into Billy’s character flaws. Showing how at first he is hesitant to being a brother and being a hero. It kinda explains the mistakes he makes at first that he has to learn to overcome, and shows how his introspection will help him accept his roles as both a brother, and a hero.

Next we have something that if I could add to the 2019 film, I would. I love love love the 2019 version of Shazam but if I could add a little more expansion of Billy’s mother into the plot, I would.

I think is really important to the core of the character. This next slide I like to call “The Dark Reflection”.

I think that upon meeting his mother, Billy realizes that they are scarily similar. That she was also selfish, careless, and only interested in meeting her own needs. This lack of compassion and responsibility from her are the reasons she ended up abandoning Billy, leaving him in the foster system once she was released from prison and having zero interest in raising him.

Billy sees the mistakes she’s made in life and realizes that he is making the same ones, prioritizing his own wants/needs over anything else, and being just overall emotionally detached.

This scares him into re-evaluating his own behavior and consciously choosing to become more compassionate for others and foster a real sense of responsibility to use his powers wisely.

Next up, we have what I like to call “The Pillars of Character”. These are the three main “pillars” I see that are most prevalent in Billy’s story.

It’s important to me that all three of these pillars intertwine with each other, hence why I wanted to explore a little more about Billy’s mother. Adding a little more flavor text to why she is Billy’s dark reflection really helped me keep a balance between these three aspects of his character.

I also just think having all three pillars effect each other keeps a nice balance between all the aspects of his character. Showing how his character flaws effect different parts of his life and how Billy learns to grow and change for the better.

In summary, this is what I have for Billy’s character breakdown, showing his character arc for his origin story and how he learns to grow into a hero. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed because I had a fun time making this! I also have a lot more to share like individual character sheets for Billy and all my side characters, Three act story structure break downs, and other stuff too. So if you like this one maybe possibly I could do a part 2 soon.

Okay byeeeee!! ⚡️💕

[ectonurites]

How would you feel if Cissie came out of retirement full time?

Ah yes, a complex question I have a lot of conflicting feelings on. The last time I approached the 'Cissie & retirement' subject, it was in this post several months back.

The thing is, the part of me that is thinking about the integrity of Cissie's character and the writing strength of her retirement arc during the original Young Justice run immediately says 'FUCK NO' to her coming out of retirement in any sort of permanent way.

But the part of me that just desperately wants Cissie to be a character that actually shows up in any sort of regular capacity again also understands that with the way comics function nowadays, relatively-obscure characters like her who aren't actively hero-ing (or the love interest for a main hero) showing up on a regular basis is a bit of a pipe dream.

The circumstances that allowed civilian Cissie to be a character that still held a presence just aren't replicable in today's comics landscape—it's hard enough for freshly-launched books to go beyond being a 4 or 6 issue mini, a 12 issue maxi, or up to around 20 issues of an ongoing (if you're lucky) at this point. A book would need to have the time and space to be able to flesh out characters who aren't just part of the active fighting at the core of the book—and that's just not... happening all that much.

So, as I said in that post I linked at the top, my ideal is just that circumstances keep popping up to pull her out of retirement temporarily the way it was established she was willing to do during the 2007 Wonder Girl mini—keeping her decision to quit from YJ98 intact/not having her change her mind about that, but also keeping her present in comics at least every now and then (and I will say—today's Green Arrow issue did better on this front than I thought it would. It was made clear that she didn't even want to come out of retirement this time, but was forced to by the situation at hand).

I just think that the story from YJ98 was so well done that going back on the decision in a permanent way would feel like a really weak writing choice to me. But on the flip side, if it was decided that she would come out of retirement full time, I'd still read the story. I'd still be curious to see how it'd be done (and who knows, maybe a writer could build on the original YJ98 story in a way that could pleasantly surprise me), but it's not something I want to have happen, yk?

[crookshanksagentofowca]

Will

@microficmay Day 8. Yeah...this fic is not micro at all. It got away from me a bit. But I'd rather write too much than not at all!

“What are you working on over there, Bella?” “Just drafting my will, my Lord.” Voldemort, who had previously been relaxed on the couch reading the Daily Prophet, sat bolt upright. Bellatrix’s quill had been scratching away from the desk by the window for a while now. He had found it a bit perplexing as it was unusual for her to be alone in a room with him and not cuddled up to his side (not that he would admit to missing that) but it hadn’t occurred to him that she could be doing something so horrifying.

“Surely there’s no need for that,” he said, forcing his voice to sound calm. “You’re young yet.” She turned to face him, a grave look in her eyes. “We’re in the midst of a war, my Lord. I could die at any minute. I don’t plan to, of course, but I want to take precautions just in case.” “What do you mean by ‘precautions’?” “If I die and leave no will, everything I own automatically goes to Rodolphus and I cannot have that. So, I’m officially stating my wishes here.” There was a pause and then she continued, almost shyly, “I’m leaving all of my gold to you. Most of my possessions actually, except for a few family heirlooms and relics from our childhood that will go to Cissy.”

“I don’t want your things!” he said, a bit too harshly, as hurt filled her eyes. With a sigh, he got up, crossed the room, and gripped her shoulders tightly. “What I want is you, here, alive! No object could ever make up for losing you.” She smiled, leaning her head against him. “I’m yours for as long as I live, my Lord. I just want to make sure you get whatever’s left at the end.” He crouched down, trying to get level with her, taking both her hands in his. “Has something happened to you, Bellatrix? What’s brought on all these thoughts of death?” “You know how the Aurors have been given full reign to use Unforgivables against us?” “Yes but that was announced months ago. And you’re more than a match for any—” “Yesterday, a Killing Curse missed me by an inch.” His grasp on her hands tightened, so much that she flinched.

“Obviously, I survived,” she said hurriedly. “And the one who cast it did not. It just…got me thinking.” “You need to be more careful,” Voldemort snapped, surprising even himself by how angry he sounded. “You’re supposed to be the best duelist in my army; no pathetic Ministry lackey should be able to get anywhere near you!” “I know.” Bellatrix gulped, a tear running down her face. “I’m sorry, my Lord. It won’t happen again.” “It had better not!” He yanked her out of the chair and pulled her into a rough hug, unable to comprehend the thought that he’d almost lost her. “I need you, Bella,” he hissed into her ear. “Do you understand? I need you.” “Yes, my Lord.” She was fully crying into his robes now. “I mean it.” He squeezed her tighter. “I need you. I cannot lose you.”

She inhaled sharply. He had never said this out loud before, but he knew without a doubt that it was the truth and she knew how hard it was for him to admit to it. “I…I understand, my Lord. I’ll do better. I’ll train harder.” He pulled back just enough to look her in the eye and said, “That’s not enough. Promise me you won’t die.” It was a ridiculous, impossible demand to make, and he knew it, but he made it anyway. “Okay,” she said. “I won’t. I promise.” He kissed her, as if to seal the deal, knowing she would do everything in her power to keep that promise but that it wasn’t entirely under her control or even his. Not for the first time, he wondered if he should ask her to make a horcrux. For now, he just kissed her again and again, as if his kisses alone could keep her alive indefinitely.

On ao3:

[sketchy-rosewitch]

Learning Curves: Butchie Yost x angel!gn!afab!reader

Warnings: innocence kink, daddy kink for like five seconds, fingering, PinV, small handjob, mini Butchie outbursts

A/N: you already know I had to write this one literally enjoyed writing all of it

Taggies: @blurrymango @bosinclairz

Butchie Yost was not the type of man you thought your father would have you watch over. His life was beyond a mess and he had already had a Guardian Angel. Well it was the whole family’s Angel, but right now that Angel, John, was watching over the youngest Yost in the family who was Butchie’s son, Shaun. Which meant you were sent down to watch over Butchie since he didn’t live with the rest of the Yost’s. Also Cissy and Mitch seemed to have gotten their marital problems sorted just a little bit when you showed up so there was no reason those two needed Angels themselves. John could only help Butchie out so much, he stopped his addiction but there were.. other things he needed worked on.

Butchie sits on his dingy couch itching and sighing. You sit next to him quiet, waiting for him to say something cause you hardly ever know what to say to him. You hate stressing him out cause then he starts freaking out and yelling, saying things he doesn’t mean.

“I-uh never asked you why you’re here.” Butchie breaks the silence. You look at him.

“Father said, ‘Watch over Butchie Yost.’” You reply, Butchie tilts his head from side to side.

“Yeah but why me? I mean I’m a lowlife druggie. There ain’t hope for me.” The blond scoffs. You furrow your brows.

“Because John can’t watch over you all of the time. He’s watching Shaun, Cissy, and Mitch Yost. You don’t live with them. There is hope for you Butchie Yost. There’s hope for the whole family. Why do you think John stopped your drug addiction?”

Butchie plays with his hands and shrugs.

“I’m here to take care of you. You’re more important than you think.”

“Guess if you keep sayin’ it I ought to start believin it yeah?”

“Yeah.”

You watch as Butchie gets up and follow him closely behind. He stops you though and looks at you up and down.

“You don’t have to follow me everywhere.”

You furrow your brows. “Father said, ‘Watch over Butchie Yost.’”

“Yeah well Butchie Yost needs space. Why don’t we..” the blond looks around for a second and lets put a gasp, he walks over to his laptop and opens it up.

“Can look up whatever you want while I’m gone. I’ll be back.” He sits you down in the chair at his dining room table. “I promise. It’ll be a bit later though okay?”

You nod your head and watch as he leaves his motel room.

-

Butchie rushes into the surf shop, hoping, praying Kai is there. When he enters a sigh of relief leaves his mouth and he comes up to her.

“I need your help.” Butchie says to the small woman. She furrows her brows.

“Don’t you have an Angel to help you?” She teases, Butchie rolls his eyes.

“It’s about them.” His face reads pissed off, but Butchie is more worried than anything.

“Okay… what about them?” Kai goes out from the other side of the counter to restock some wetsuits. Butchie seems to follow close behind her and fumbled with his hands, sighing and grunting to himself. Struggling to get his words out and to Kai. “Can’t help you if you’re not talking.” She snorts.

“I know! But you know how I get! Fuckin’ bitch. Goddamn!” Butchie snaps, causing Kai to jump. “Sorry.” He mumbles after a deep breath.

“It’s okay, take your time.”

The bell rings on top of the door making Butchie sigh as Kai goes behind the counter. He watches as she helps a costumer out with a surfboard, soon after another other costumer comes in. Butchie rolls his eyes and gets lost in his thoughts instead of getting frustrated with the amount of people that just showed up.

Why the hell did you have to show up? Talking to him following him everywhere? There was something different about you compared to John. You had a little more intelligence about certain things and didn’t take everyone so literally. At least, not all of the time.

You made his life better it felt so wrong to fall in love with such an innocent person like you. John may have gotten him out of the mud but you kept him from jumping back in and getting stuck. You make him laugh and enjoy life so much more.

Kai touches Butchie’s shoulder and smiles down at him. “You ready?”

He nods and starts to explain everything. From how you talk to the way you present yourself to the things you do for him.

“So you’re in love with them?”

Butchie rolls his eyes.

“Hey, I’m asking so I can help. Don’t be an ass.” Kai playfully pushes Butchie making him relax and smile.

“Yeah, I am.” The surfer admits. “I just don’t knows what to do about it. I don’t wanna say something and they’re only answering the way I want them to answer.”

Kai pats his shoulder and sighs, thinking deeply.

“Just, ask them not to parrot, if they parrot when you ask them not to then don’t ask them. If they don’t, ask them. That’ll be your honest answer.”

Butchie nods.

“Thank you Kai, means a lot.”

-

Your brows furrow as you look closer at the screen. Carefully listening to what the couple are moaning about.

Lots of slapping and sounds of pleasure leave the laptop. You watch as the man thrusts his hips into the woman.

Maybe Butchie could teach you about this.

You shrug to yourself.

“Yeah, yeah you like that?”

“Mhm!!”

“Slut.” He slaps the woman. You squint.

“Slut.” You repeat.

“God daddy! Fuck me harder!”

“God daddy! Fuck me harder!”

The motel door opens and you look up seeing Butchie with some grocery bags, the sun’s already gone down outside and you watch as he kicks the door shut. His brows furrow at you.

“The hell are you watchin?” He asks, you look at the screen and read the title.

“Daddy takes my virginity.” Then look back at Butchie. “Was in your search history.”

A small disappointed sigh leaves his mouth, the pornographic moans continue until he shuts the laptop himself.

You get up and follow Butchie’s movements, putting away the small amount of groceries he has. “Did you have fun?” You ask.

“Sure.”

“Good. I had fun too. You have lots to do on your laptop.” You smile, waiting for Butchie’s approval.

“Yeah I can see that. Probably should’ve deleted my search history before I let you on there.” Butchie shakes his head and pulls out a beer popping it open and taking a sip.

“Why? I learned a lot. There’s stuff I wanna try with you.”

Butchie chokes, you rush over to him and rub his back. He gives you a confused look. “Like what?”

“Well, I wanna try whatever they were trying on the computer. I liked the noises it intrigued me. I wanna be the woman though.” You explain, walking over to the bed.

God Butchie’s never been more nervous in his life. He wants you so badly but you didn’t even know what sex was. He couldn’t teach you, but the thought of another man doing it because he would infuriated him more than anything.

“Butchie I gotta tell you something else.”

You’re facing away from the man you watch over. Never feeling like this before you huff to yourself a few times not knowing how to deal with this pit in your stomach.

“You know how people on those shows will kiss and stuff?” You ask.

“Yeah..”

“I want that. But I don’t know what that is. I never usually want anything. Everything I’ve done, well.. I’ve done it for you. But stuff is changing and what if my father is saying we should be together, since I’m having this urge. I don’t know maybe you think it’s stupid-“

“No, I don’t. It’s not. I think what you want is uh perfect, it’s perfect cause I fuck- want it too.” Butchie walks over to you nervously. “You want a relationship. You’re always watchin’ stuff on it. I- goddamnit, I notice when I wake up in the middle of the night you’re always watching rom coms and I can’t promise our relationship would be like that but I want somethin’. I can’t stand looking at you all the time or being near you and not being able to kiss you! Fuck!” Butchie’s shoulders tense up as he crosses his arms, you turn to look at him and smile like a dumb dog.

“Really?!”

“Yes.”

“We should kiss, oh! We should do it like they do it in the movies! Ask for rain.” You’re already dragging Butchie outside.

“God it should be raining right now?”

You smile and as soon as the door opens the rain has started. You take the blond surfer to the middle of the motel lot and wipe your now sopping hair from your eyes.

You’re smiling widely at him.

The moment couldn’t be anymore perfect, as he holds your face in his hands and leans down. His chapped lips meet yours, your hands hold his face as you deepen the kiss. When you two let go he’s sharing the same smile you are. You can see it in the street lights. You hug him tightly.

“I love Butchie Yost!” Your voice echos around the buildings.

“I love you too.” He whispers.

“Now can we recreate what they were doing in the videos I was watching earlier?” You ask, he nods, this time he’s dragging you back inside.

The rain doesn’t let up for a second, as you two start undressing.

“Are you sure you want this?” Butchie asks, you nod quickly. Butchie takes a deep breath and sits you on the bed, your legs are spread out and he sits next to you.

“You can do this yourself sometimes if you want. I’m just gonna show you with my hand for right now.”

Your face reads completely vulnerable yet understanding. He dips his fingers down and over your clit. Something stretches you slightly inside making you gasp. It curls, your brows furrow as you look at Butchie. You’ve never seen him so focused before.

“You want another one?” He asks, continuing to curl his index finger. You nod.

“Y-yeah!” Your voice is breathy. He smiles and kisses your cheek gently. Butchie adds another finger. You let out a squeak, grabbing onto Butchie’s wrist and look at him with desperate eyes.

Everything feels tingly and good.

“You wanna keep going? You want me to stretch your cunt out?”

“Cunt?!” You whine.

“Yeah, that’s what this is. It’s what I’m fingering it’s your tight little cunt.”

His finger move faster and you let out loud mewls. His chapped lips kiss across your jaw.

“Oooh, Butchie it it it. It’s tight! Feels so good!”

Your jaw is slack, but you turn and he starts to play with your tongue with his. Your body forces itself against his hand, you cry into his mouth. Body shaking. You orgasm, squirting into his palm. You grip his wrist harder and pant into his mouth.

He backs up, sliding his fingers easily out of you then licks his hand clean.

He then grabs you, hugs you tightly and doesn’t let go.

“Daddy, fuck me.” You mumble. He stares at you and lets out a laugh.

“O-okay, just, don’t call me that okay?”

You smile and kiss him to confirm you understand. “This is my cock. God I hate the way I said that.” He cringes. “Anyway, it’ll goes inside of you. I just gotta.”

Butchie spits in his hand and wraps it around his cock, pumping it a few times. You watch, repeating his actions you move his hand away and gently grip his cock, pumping him up and down. A small groan leaves his throat. You smile and kiss his cheek, the same as he did to you.

“Slut.” You mimic earlier, Butchie’s cock twitches in your palm.

“Fuck. We can try that another time yeah? Why don’t you let me fuck you now.”

Butchie looks at you sweetly and moves your hand away then lays you back against his pillows.

You keep your legs spread and smile below the man. He kisses you lips.

“You ready? I’m gonna go slow alright?”

“Sounds good Butchie.”

The head of his cock slides up and down and a small jolt of pleasure runs up you.

“Just rubbing your clit. I’ll show you how to masturbate later okay?”

“Okay.”

Slowly his cock slides into your. Your cunt stretches open and you let out a loud moan, gripping onto Butchie’s arms that lay on both sides of your head. He smiles down at you. “Just tell me when you’re ready for me to move.”

It takes a few moments but eventually it stops hurting as badly. “I’m ready.”

The surfer nods and pulls his hips back before thrusting forward with a loud grunt. Already the bed croaks and you squeal as his cock repeatedly stretches you out. Butchie’s arms bend down so he’s closer to your face. He moans softly into your mouth as he kisses you.

Your hips roll into him and Butchie seems to feel it since he lets go and looks at you.

“Good job. You’re gettin’ the hang of it.” He kisses you again, groaning as your cunt tightens at his statement. “You like that? You like praise?”

“Yes… yes Butchie!“ Your voice cracks.

“Good, cause you always do so good for me. God, fuck you’re a good listener.” Butchie’s hips stutter for a second and you feel his cock twitch inside of you. He continues fucking into you and you feel your stomach heating up again and tingling. Your eyes get big and roll back.

“Butchie! Butch- I-it’s feeling like before!”

Butchie kisses your neck lightly.

“You gonna cum for me? That’s what the feeling is. You’re gonna-fuck you’re gonna orgasm. You like that feeling?”

You nod your head, biting down in your lip. He fucks into you a few more times and you let out a loud squeal, legs shaking, you try and curl up and away from Butchie but he’s quick to grab you and ground you. Butchie pulls out and jerks himself off, you watch dazed, letting out soft mumbles of nothing.

He lets out a loud groan and white stuff spurts out everywhere onto you and you watch as his hips buck hard into his hand and smile gently up at him.

Butchie pants and looks into your eyes, he grabs you and your body jolts, still in the aftermath of your orgasm.

“You feel good?” He asks, concern fills his voice. You nod your head and cuddle into Butchie. He rubs your back and both of you lay there without a care in the world, listening as the rain patters outside.

[thenicestthingiveseen]

self rec tag

i’ll reblog my stuff but i dont ever actively recommend it because just like with every thing else in my life i think i could have done better. BUT @four2andnew tagged me and I think this is an excellent way to stretch my self cheerleading muscles!

five fics i’ve written (or am currently writing) that i like?

every thing i need is right here by my side (WIP, M) - A Gender AU of Harry and Gideon stumbling through young adulthood. Balancing careers, family dynamics and the ever present attraction they’ve both tried to ignore for years. They have a cat, too. She’s what started all of this for me. 

A little snippet of a chapter that I don’t know when I’ll post: 

“Gideon, you have to give him a break.” 

“No.”

“He feels awful. You know, sometimes he says things he doesn’t mean. Just like you do.”

“I mean everything I say, Ronald.” Gideon’s getting tired of Ron butting into his life. He should be on his side anyway. Not bloody Harry Potter. 

“Merlin, you two are meant for each other,” Ron says. 

Gideon chooses to ignore this and continues pouring over the new playbook he’s just  received.

friendly and friendlier (WIP,M): A series of one shots across different universes wherein Harry and Ginny are friends with benefits and usually end up being more because I can’t bare to give them an unhappy ending. I’m partial to the first chapter that I wrote for this although the most recent chapter seems to be very popular.

you are beautiful (G) - a three shot of Hallie learning to love her hair as a mixed race girl in the UK. I headcannon that no matter the race of an AU Hallie Potter, Angelina Johnson plays a really big role. I’m trying to really push the power of female friendship in my writing in these AUs because they are important to me. I saw a post a few weeks back about how women and their friendships are essentially nonexistent in HP and it made me sad because its true.

in all chaos there is calculation (WIP, M) - i really like this concept. I know a lot of people like Slytherin Harry. I personally love genderbent Harry Potter so I of courses decided to take all of that on in a long form fic. I’m admittedly, being very hard on myself with this one and I’m trying not to be. Female friendship will once again reign supreme in this AU.

Here’s a sneak peek for waaaay down the line because if we’re being honest I do not have 3rd-5th year completely figured out yet. 

“Andromeda is my favorite cousin, you know. She was a Slytherin too.” Sirius pauses for a moment. “She got burned off for marrying Ted Tonks - he was a Hufflepuff, I believe.” When Hallie doesn’t say anything, he turns to her and says, “in your letter last year, you asked if I was disappointed that you were a Slytherin. I’m not. I was surprised of course, but then I thought about Andromeda and Cissy - to some extent. You remind me of the best of them. You’re a smart resourceful young woman and I will always be proud of you.” When Hallie finally looks at him, her jaw is set and her eyes are hard. She looks so much like Lily that it takes him by surprise, like a punch to the gut.

“Do you really mean that?”

“More than anything.”

and finally, the first fic i ever wrote and posted after 15+ years of reading HP fanfiction off an on.

truth serum of the youth (T) Gender AU where everyone lives. Hallie’s got feelings for Gideon and just like our canon little cabbage Harry, she’s not going to outright admit it.

I’m awful at tagging but feel free to promote your own work!

[sugarsnappeases]

heeeey honey I'd like to know more about the gay flapper girls if u will lol

HI BABY YES I ABSOLUTELY WILL!!

this idea came to me kinda recently so it's not the most fleshed out but i think it's sooooo fun actually....

this got super long so it's below the cut!!

okay so it's set in like 1920s america somewhere, during the prohibition when speakeasies were a big thing and rodolphus and antonin (who literally no one but me care about as a pairing but here we are) run rival speakeasies nearby to each other

and the fic starts when there's some sort of issue w the police or supplies or something so the two of them have to merge their speakeasies into one!! and everyone is all mashed together... and it's mostly centred on the flapper girls but there are some side bits eg. the rodolhov rivals to unwilling allies to lovers(??) arc

for the flapper girls my main thoughts were - rita and bella as like slightly older flapper girls, both from rodo's speakeasy, kinda seasoned experts in the field like they know what they're doing and have their shit together as much as quillkiller can ever have their shit together... i also think andy and cissy are there bc its a sorta black sisters run away from home vibe, and there'll be tedromeda (maybe bartender ted??) and either lucissa (bc i've been on a kick recently) or nobleflower bc they're my babies... also zabini is gonna be there i think maybe as a singer?? not entirely sure

but anyway then there's the newer generation of flappers which is where shit gets a bit messy so there's lily who's literally just arrived, and then mary, dorcas, pandora, marlene and emmeline and they are literally just wreaking havoc left right and centre like they've all slept w each other at least once, literally in every combination you can think of, half of them are dating but which ones changes literally each week and they are just constantly having drama, also bc they've come from the rival speakeasies so there's that little kinda enmity near the beginning that just heightens all the different relationships

and they are giving quillkiller the Biggest headaches like they're so over all of it and they're being so high and mighty about how they've got their relationship sorted and the other older ones are just like ?? bc they were all there when the two of them were getting together and it was Awful

anyway i think they maybe eventually settle down into this big polycule of the six of them?? not completely sure about all the different dynamics yet but also there's pianist reg i think, and barty and ev bartenders/nuisances and there'll be various other things going on on the side-lines

i think when i start writing this properly i might do it in like little bits and pieces of scenes rather than all ordered nicely like a 'proper' fic bc tbh there isn't actually all that much plot, they're just gay lmao

anyway sorry about going on for so long, that's all i have to say for now, thanks sm for the ask <333

[cissy-side-thoughts]

State of Being Caring

I am a Caring person.

I Care so deeply for people. Especially the ones I love, trust, and know well. But for all humanity really.

If I can see the humanity in a person, then I will care about you.

I will always check up on you. I’ll reach out when I think of you or whenevers a good time. If you’re sick, I’ll be by your side. I’ll take care of whatever you might need.

I listen to your problems, venting, etc. I want to hear how you are. I want to be a safe space for you. I want you to feel cared about. Feel seen. Feel heard.

I Care about others, I’ve just always been this way… I have a strong pull to care for people. To help. But I also put in the extra investment and time because I know what it’s like to not have someone who’s caring. I know what it’s like to lack care. And I would never want others to experience that pain.

I am a Caring person.

~~~

Discussing Strengths Challenge

[rabbotred]

What do you think of Bunnie’s kids from light Mobius

Hooo boy, they's a long way away from where I'm at in the comics as of writing this. All the way in Sonic Universe 7, whereas I'm still at Super Special 14 and issue 88. But I went ahead n checked out any wiki pages on em and skimmed the very few comics they appear in. I don't really got much to say about em even with that knowledge. They kinda just exist n help out in the story they appear in. :V

I also noticed that in the second issue they appear in their color pallets are swapped, I guess to better differentiate em from their parents since they look almost exactly like em.

But the most interesting thing about them is how they came to be, all the questions that raises. To address the elephant in the room, yes, their existence is compatible with Bunnie bein trans.

I kinda like that Jacque and Belle exist since it's an often overlooked or outright dismissed element to trans existence - the fact that trans folx can reproduce if their junk is still intact as-is and are able to maintain fertility (which is typically not the case, but it still happens enough to be considered especially in a sci-fi setting like this where it's more likely).

Some different ways it could happen (spoiler - some graphic talk about naughty bits is coming up):

Antoine's a trans man and Bunnie knocked him up with the power of basic biology. Given Flynn clarifying that Bunnie's roboticized naughty bits still work fine, her nuts most likely still make plenty of bunny butter.

Fertility ain't on their side, or both of em got a pp, and so they rely on surrogacy.

Some wacky method that exists in their sci-fi setting, like cloning or whatever.

The played-out headcanon that they're both cissies who also happen to not have any sort of complications despite everything on Bunnie's end. Even with what Flynn said, I doubt it'd be good to be squeezed through a glorified fleshlight in the middle of Bunnie's narrow, metal hips. And Bunnie havin to get cut open ain't purdy either. Or does her metal half just sorta flap open like the faces on the robots in Sister Location, n the baby just fuckin gets launched out like a t-shirt canon??? The thought of Bunnie giving birth is extremely fuckin cursed, whether she's cis or trans with a completely reconstructed functioning reproductive system thanks to the sci-fi setting. Let's just all agree she has a dick n be done with it, Imma bout to hurl :V

[cellsshapedlikestars]

I'm not sure if you're taking prompts but I must shoot my shot with one of my top fave fan fiction writers ever (i.e. YOU).

Have you watched Love is Blind? If so, you know what I"m going to ask - Jon/Sansa Love is Blind fic.....pretty pls :(

ANON. First of all, thank you, that's very sweet and I'm so happy you like my writing!

Second - I'm currently binging season 2! I'm on episode 3, watching a train wreck of a first meeting (well, not a train wreck because they seem happy to meet each other, but I just KNOW this couple is not going to last five minutes lmaooooo. No spoilers though.) Decided to write this while also watching.

So here you go, anon. This is for you, but also for the people who wanted me to watch Love is Blind like AGES ago. I honestly can't remember if it was @librarian-witchling or @chispas-and-broken-bindings or someone else. Who was it that was trying to convince me to watch??? Please tell me, my memory is terrible.

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“Sansa,” his voice comes through the blue wall, smooth and practiced. “I'm getting down on one knee.”

Her stomach clenches, surprise bursting through her chest. “What?”

“Sansa, I think you're incredible and I see a future with you. I see you as my wife, raising our children. Will you marry me?”

There's silence in the room, silence from the other side of the wall as he waits.

Oh god.

What is she doing? She signed up for this stupid show because she and Beth and Jeyne got drunk one night and thought it'd be fun. She'd been sick of going on dates and having men look only at her face, never even trying to get to know the person underneath. She's always been told she's beautiful, it's all anyone ever seems to care about. And she'd let it happen, over and over again.

This show had sounded like the perfect solution – these men can't see her. They can only hear her, can only get to know her. And she knew a proposal was the ultimate goal, but at the beginning of this, it had seemed so distant. A concept rather than a reality.

Can she really agree to marry someone without ever seeing them in person? Without knowing what they look like, without knowing if she's physically attracted to them?

It hits her then – yes. Yes, she can. Because when she sees him, it won't matter. It won't matter at all what he looks like. Her heart swells near to bursting as she realizes it – she loves him.

There's only one problem.

“Sansa?” he says, still sounding confident as ever. He's always confident. She liked that about him, how much he validated their connection and his feelings for her. Outspoken, insistent. Telling her he'd like her no matter what she looked like - although, when she looks back on it now, she realizes he does sort of know what she looks like. Her hair color, her weight, if she works out or not. He'd wheedled bits and pieces out of her over their sessions together. She can't believe she didn't realize that before. He'd been so subtle about it.

“No,” she says, voice sounding breathy and weak.

“What?”

“No.” Louder, more sure this time. “I'm so sorry, Harry, I can't.”

“You can't?” his voice is incredulous, but she barely hears it. Her blood is pounding, her whole body feels like it's pulsing.

Oh god, she loves him. How had she not seen it before?

“I'm sorry,” she says again, and her voice trembles as much as her hands do. “You know I've also been talking to... I'm sorry, but my connection with you isn't...” She's too shaken to get her words straight.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Harry seethes, and Sansa shuts her eyes as tears spring to them.

“I didn't mean to hurt you-” she starts, but stops herself when she hears him swear again.

She really didn't see this coming. She knew he was talking to Cissy and Saffron, too – she always heard them talking about Harry in the common area. It always made Sansa feel on edge – always on edge when she was here, in this room, talking to Harry. Always trying to be her best, always knowing she was competing for his attention. Performing.

But there's one man she's never had to perform with.

...

“Jon,” she grips the producer's arm when she's finally allowed out of the room. “Can I see Jon next? I need to talk to him, please.”

They make her give a whole interview to camera about turning Harry down. About why.

“It's Jon,” she says, hands still shaking as she wipes a stray tear from her cheek. “He's the one.”

Finally – finally – they let her see him.

No, not see him.

She doesn't know what he looks like. He's just a voice through a wall.

“Hey, sweetheart,” that voice is low, a familiar, rumbling Northern accent. It makes her close her eyes, makes her feel calmer with just two simple words.

“Hi, Jon,” she whispers back. Her stomach is clenching again, but it's different this time. Anticipation instead of dread. “Are you ok? You sound sort of down.”

“I'm fine,” he says, though he doesn't really sound it. “I just... I heard some talk from the other guys about... nevermind. How are you?”

“I'm good,” she says, but then her voice breaks traitorously.

Through the wall, she can hear him moving, like he's shifting forward at the sound of her tears. “What's wrong?” he sounds so sincere, so concerned.

“Harry proposed to me,” she says, trying to keep herself together.

“Oh.”

He isn't surprised.

“I said no.”

A pause. “Oh?”

He's unsure.

Of course he is.

“When he asked, it made me realize.... I realized that the only person I want to spend my life with is you.”

“Sansa,” his voice sounds tight, restrained. Still unsure. She hates how much she'd dismissed him as just a friend. Her best friend here, she'd told him once. The thing is, she's never had a relationship where she feels as comfortable as she does with Jon. She didn't realize love could be comfort and friendship and trust.

And the worst part is, Jon's never made it any secret that he's not talking to the other women like he is with her. She's the only one for him, but he never pushed her about it. She hates that it's taken her this long to see it.

“Marry me,” he breathes in a rush, like he hadn't planned to say it at all.

“Yes,” it comes out choked with tears. She says it quick, before he can take it back.

“Wait, really?”

“Yes,” she laughs, pressing her hands to her face.

“Shit,” he curses under his breath. “I wasn't on one knee. Wait, I can do it again, I can do it better.”

A little hiccup of laughter escapes her. “No. Do it in person.”

“Why is there a stupid wall in the way,” he laughs too, but it doesn't sound like he's crying. It still sounds like he's a bit surprised.

“I know. I can't wait to see you.”

She hears him let out a shaky exhale.

“I can't wait to touch you,” she continues, feeling bolder than she ever has in any relationship. “I can't wait to kiss you.” There's a small groan from the other side of the wall.

“I love you, Sansa. You know that, right? I forgot to say that.”

“I know,” she nods. Of course she does. He's always let her know, in small ways. Always patiently waiting for her. “I love you, too, Jon. I'm sorry it took me so long.”

“Don't apologize, sweetheart. You have nothing to apologize for.”

…

She's going to throw up.

Jon doesn't know what she looks like. He doesn't know anything about her. They'd never once talked about their physical appearances. He'd never asked. She has no idea what to expect from him, but it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what he looks like, as long as he makes her feel as safe and as loved as he did through that wall. She hopes it's the same for him.

She knows she's objectively pretty, but what if she's too skinny? What if her boobs aren't big enough? What if she's too tall? Too pale? Too many freckles? What if he doesn't like redheads?

The round doors starts to slide open and Sansa really does think she's going to vomit.

But then there he is.

Standing on the other side of the long carpeted hall is Jon. He looks at her with steady grey eyes and a somber tilt to his mouth.

Then he smiles.

She finds her feet moving, feeling unsteady in her heels, as he also starts to walk to her.

“It's you,” she whispers when she finally reaches him, and then his arms are around her. It feels like she's hugged him before. It feels like she's touched him before - a thousand times before, in a thousand different lifetimes. It feels like coming home. It feels like she was meant to be here.

She used to believe in fate and true love as a little girl, but life had stamped those out of her long ago. She thought she had lost that hope.

Until now.

[prettygreenpills]

hello! can i please request a fluffy story about the birth of reader and narcissa’s daughter? or you can write for reader x bellatrix, i’m indecisive :,) i adore your work x

hello, sure! thank you for requesting and thank you for your sweet words<3. enjoy the oneshot:)

characters: Bellatrix Black x fem!reader

run down: you are giving birth to Bella´s and your baby while Bella is on the meeting and Narcissa helps you

warnings: mentions of giving birth, stressed!Narcissa, worried!Bellatrix, giving birth at home!, nurse!Narcissa, mentions of crying, mad!Bellatrix, etc.

word count: 1,6k+

a/n: yes... andromeda again- a/n2: polly? sorry-

You moved in the bed as you felt pressure on you lower belly. Turning to your side, you placed your hand under your huge belly and stroked it, making your daughter feel safe.

“And when you will be here, you will meet all of your family members- you know, your mommy has a huge family,” you started with explaining and you felt another pressure run down your body. Your eyes wide opened and you sat up on the bed, swallowing. “What is happening baby?” You asked and that was when you felt it. Something wet ran down on your inner thighs and your eyes wide opened when you saw a wet spot under your bed.

“Bella?” You breathed out and the breathing sped up. “Bella!” You yelled this time and you could feel your whole body clench.

“Darling? Bellatrix is on the meeting,” Narcissa walked inside of the room where you were laying and she looked at you. As you saw you laying on the bed in the position you have been laying in and with the face expression you had, she got that something was happening. “Y/n?”

“Cissy- I-” you swallowed hardly and a whine left your mouth. “I thought you were on the meeting-”

“No, I told Bellatrix, I will stay with you and tell that to the Dark Lord,” she said and rushed to you on the bed. She really carefully sat down right in front of you and her eyes widened. “Darling-”

“Hurts-”

“Your water broke. Y/n, you are giving a birth,” Narcissa said and she immediately stood up. With a flick of her wand, she conjured few towels and also took another pillow.

“I- I am what?”

“It is okay darling, I am here with you,” Narcissa kept talking and she took few towels. “I used to be a nurse in the St. Mungos hospital earlier, when I was 20 years old maybe. Now we don´t really have time to take you to the hospital, only by relocation, but I am not sure if you can make it since you have cramps every two minutes already.”

“What does- what does that mean-” you breathed out and looked at Narcissa.

“Darling, you are going to give a birth here with me,” Narcissa told you honestly and your eyes almost fell out as she said this. You watched her preparing the whole room by using speels and you shook your head.

“No-”

“Yes darling, we don´t have enough time,” Narcissa said and approached you, gently placing her hand on your lower belly. “Excellent. The baby is turned with her head down,” Narcissa noted and she took you by your legs, when she realized that you shook your head. “Y/n, we have to get her out now. We can´t wait,” she said and tears came to your eyes with another contraction rushing down your body.

“Make it fast! Please!”

“Alright darling. I need you to spread your legs now,” she said and you didn´t even realize when did your panties disappear. You carefully spread your legs and cried out in pain.

“Cissy!”

“Alright darling. I see you´re opened to eight inches now. We need fourteen or fifteen inches. And you also need to breath pretty deeply okay? Can you do that?” Narcissa asked you and you nodded your head, taking a deep breath. Narcissa suddenly conjured something and she brought it to your mouth by magic.

“Wh-”

“Drink it. It will make it hurt less,” Narcissa said and the liquid landed in your mouth. You swallowed it and could feel that the part of the pain already faded away, but not as much as you wished.

“Oh-” you let out and Narcissa placed your hand under your belly.

“When I will say you will push, you will push alright?” She asked you and you looked down, realizing a drop of sweat running down your forehead.

“Cissy hurts!” You whined out when you fell into pain again and you heard the front doors shut.

“I am home!” Bellatrix yelled from the hall and you didn´t even know how, but you sobbed.

“Hurts Cissy!”

“Alright, the baby is alright. Hold my hand,” Narcissa told you and you took her hand and squeezed it really hardly. Your head started to hurt and you couldn´t help but squeezed her hand even more. “Y/n, I need you to push now. Now.”

As you heard these words, you clenched your teeth. A long whine was getting out of your mouth and you pushed, using all of your strength. You sqeezed Narcissa´s hand that hardly your holding hands were shaking together and you needed to push your knees together. Narcissa´s hand appeared quickly between your knees and she didn´t let you close them.

“Push,” she told you and you shook your head. “Bella!”

“Where the fuck are you?” Bellatrix hissed and you knew that she was close.

“I need you to come here,” Narcissa yelled and Bellatrix immediately appeared in the doors with even more palce face than usual.

“What the fuck Narcissa? Why couldn´t you take her to the hospital??” Belatrix raised her voice and she rushed to you, She took your hand and squeezed it really hardly, you had to hiss.

“Fuck!”

“Y/n, take a deep breath and then we will push okay? I can already see her head,” Narcissa informed you and you nodded, squeezing Bellatrix´s hand so hardly.

“Shit she has a squeeze,” Belaltrix murmured and you felt Narcissa´s hand on yout inner thigh.

“Go on,” Narcissa nodded and you took a deep breath, preparing yourself for pushing. When you had the oxygen in your lungs, you squeezed the hand, clenched your teeth and pushed as hard as you could. Pain hit you once again and you could feel yourself stretching out that much it hurt.

“Narcissa she is in pain! Make the pain stop!” Bellatrix said immediately and you continued in pushing your little baby out as if it was the last thing you were about to do.

“Keep going Y/n. I can see her head. I just need five more strong pushes and then you can rest,” Narcissa informed you and you nodded to her, laying all sweaty on the bed.

“B-Bella-”

“Yes?”

“Are you here?” You asked her and Bellatrix leant closer to you, even if she was holding your hand.

“Yes I am,” she answered you and you nodded, squeezing Bella´s hand, already pushing. You opened your mouth and a loud scream left it, feeling yourself stretching out the most as you could.

“Shit! Fuck!” You yelled and Bellatrix leant to your ear. She kissed you softly onto your jaw and then she moved upper.

“You are doing so well darling. Just keep pushing okay? Few more pushes and she is out.”

As you pushed, Bellatrix squeezed your hand, but gently. You were the one almost breaking her fingers and you were screaming from the top of your lungs at the moment, not liking the stretch at all.

“I am so sorry love,” Bellatrix kept whispering and you pushed and pushed, fighting for your baby´s life.

“Okay, only one more push. Can we?” Narcissa asked and Bellatrix threw a galnce at her.

“Give her some time for gods sake!”

“We can-” you breathed out quietly and you clenched your teeth once again, all of your muscles tensed and you pushed the little baby out.

“Amazing Y/n, amazing,” Narcissa kept telling you and you pushed and pushed as long as you could, trying not to stop, because you didn´t know then you could stop.

“I want to stop!”

“Cissy she want´s it to stop,” Bellatrix informed her and you started shaking on the bed.

“Please!”

“Cissy make it stop.”

“Bellatrix I can´t. Your baby is almost outside Y/n, last push, I promise, this one is the last one,” Narcissa promised and without thinking, you clenched your teeth, squeezed the hand and whined out that loudly while pushing, your head almost exploded.

Somebody pulled Andromeda out and you finally breathed out loudly. Your whole body was so sore and your legs were shaking. Something else slid out of you too and you just breathed out, laying silently.

“Why is she quiet?” Bellatrix asked as she jumped to the baby who was in Narcissa´s arms. Narcissa murmurred some spell and you felt something leaving your body again, but this one didn´t hurt at all.

“She is alright. She has the pulse, she is breathing and she is so beautiful,” Narcissa said and you kept laying on the bed with no energy at all. “Here you go. Arms as I taught you,” Narcissa said to Bellatrix and she put her hands into a position really similar to Narcissa´s hands. Narcissa softly put little Andromeda into Bellatrix´s hands and then she got to you. “How do you feel?” Narcissa asked you and you weakly closed your eyes.

“Tired,” you whispered to her and Narcissa sat down next to you. She pulled something out and then you realized it was some potion, but you didn´t know what was it.

“I got this after giving birth to Draco. For pain, mental and physical,” Narcissa informed you and you nodded softly, taking the potion from her. Your hands were shaking so much, Narcissa supported your hand with hers and helped you to drink the potion.

As you were finished with it, you looked over at Bellatrix. She was holding Andromeda in her arms really carefully, like she was from porcelain. You smiled and your eyes started closing slowly.

“Y/n? Cissy is she alright?” Bellatrix asked as she saw you and Narcissa nodded.

“I just gave her a potion. She has to rest a lot now.” Narcissa said and somebody stroked your hand, but you couldn´t see them. “You will take care of Andromeda and I will take care of Y/n, deal?”

“Deal.”

[just-walk-around]

In a No voldemort world because honestly the wizard wolrd is fucked up without magic Hitler asshole.

Minerva have no kids, after her husband death she couldn't bear to have one or she is simple infertile either way she become a teacher to fill the void in her heart and to guide the new generations.

So one day multiple complaints have been made, herbs have been robed, cauldrons are lost and some books have disappeared.

Minerva decide to investigate and stay vigilant all night to find the culprit, nights pass without news until a night she sees a dark figure enter the greenhouse and run in a secret passage she follow it.

She not find a mischievous student or dangerous intruder, she find narcissa black frantic revolving herbs in a cauldron with andromeda reciting healing spells in a barely conscious Bellatrix. Surprisingly the first to note her was the eldest black throwing a curse in her way, her hand was trembling and her breathing was accelerated but she was snarling and tell her stay away from her sisters.

Minerva blocked the attack, seeing everything in detail, Andy was telling to Bella to rest and stop wasting energy while Cissy was trying to make her drink the potion. Both of them were panicking because the injuries were not healing and Bellatrix had fainted.

Minerva then remembered how the eldest sister was yawning in her class how she looked so distant and tired, a side effect of analgesics potions. She remembered the middle child concetred writing in a scroll besides a tower of books. She remembered Slughorn talking about the youngest of the blacks how she was asking questions like how fast a potion could be made and how long the effects will last.

She remembered how Sirius would complain about the punishments for not being the perfect pureblood son that his shitty parents will use, she knows that some of the pureblood will use old and violent methods to maintain discipline. She remembered how worried he was looking at the slytherin table after the exams results, she thought that was because Regulus was sick so she told him that he was cited in another date to present it, but Sirius still looked haunted. Now she understands.

Minerva get close to the girls, the remaining sisters take their wands out aiming to her, she calmly put her wand in the floor and ask for permission to check Bella, the sisters shared a look and lower their wands.

Minerva picked hers and proceed to check Bella, she wasn't healing because she was attacked by curses that need specific healing spells and potions that students couldn't make.

She tells them that she needs to take her to Pompfrey:

Andromeda:nonono, if they know that we tell they will hurt her worse.

Minerva: who?

Andromeda:...

Narcissa:...(in pain, like the words physically hurt her ) Our... parents.. ( convulsions and start screaming and blood comes from her ears, nose and mouth.)

Andromeda: CISSY

Minerva knows a curse of secret when she sees it nows she have two girls in serius need of healing.

Fast forward in the medic bay andromeda is sitting between her sisters beds and Dumbledore is doing his best to break the spell, after he do it, ask for more information.

Andromeda: Mother was angry at Cissy because she get a lower score, Bellatrix get in the way and told me to take narcissa and go to her room. She told mother that it was her fault that she had distracted cissy of her studies because she needed help in a project about potions, Mother then as angry at her and father enter and.. I just hear her scream. We tried to help her after to heal her were used to it but this time not matter what we did she get better and cissy could only make analgesics potions so Bella could go to her classes.

Dumbledore take minerva to his office and let andromeda with her sisters.

Minerva: how could someone do that to their own children?

Dumbledore: old families have their own methods of discipline and pitifully we can't interfere with them.

Minerva: are you serious?! They could had killed her! They almost does! If I have found them she will be death in less that a week!

Dumbledore: we can interfere with the methods of discipline of the families? Minerva

Minerva: are you-

Dumbledore: But the use of prohibited spells and banned curses is a grave concern, a serious matter that need the intervention of the magic ministery.

Minerva: I going to floo right away

Fast forward, the black sisters parents are incarcerated and a new law about the way that the children are discipline is in process. Minerva have zero trust in Sirius parents to be better so she convince the minister to let them in her care, using every excuse and blackmail in her hand pitifully she he can take Regulus but she can talk to him and make health checks regularly. She promise to always keep attention in the students in signs of abuse.

So now she have three very distinct and very traumatized children in her house. God help her she would give them the life that they deserve even if is the last thing that she do.

BONUS: Now that Minerva is looking like a cat in search of prey for the minimal sign of hurt, she notice that Severus Snape is smaller that he should be plus very quiet. Well the girls had say that they always wanted a brother.