#did she even like being a princess? did she interact with her subjects much?

[star-racing]

I think having all the alteans be dead at the start of Voltron was a missed opportunity tbh, I know they were going for a sole survivor thing but I think it would've been so interesting to actually see Allura as a leader of her people for literally any amount of time

[sweetmariihs2]

🪄My thoughts on Cedric The Sorcerer🌙 (until now)

(not that anyone cares idk i just wanna talk about him, it's a lot of random thoughts and it's messy, but it's fun to read I guess)

Did you like that cute moodboard I did for him? It took me like 10 minutes I loved it. It fits him so well I'm so proud of myself for doing this. The whimsigothic aesthetic matches him so well I wish more people knew it so we would have tons of moodboards and cute stuff of him in this aesthetic it would be so nice. Ok let me start my post

I wanna share some headcanons, talk about my first impressions, it's not really organized I just wrote down whatever I remembered and the result was that. I wanna share my new hyperfocus with more people, that's what I'm doing here today :)

Everything started when I saw this man on Tumblr and though "who's this guy and why is princess Sophia next to him?", when I clicked on the hashtag out of curiosity I understood that it's because he's a character from the cartoon, and I was like "lol another tumblr sexyman again let's move on keep doing my things and interacting with my fandoms" (december 24)

I also mentioned it to my friend on IG bc I saw a reels that was like "you don't have any weird fictional crushes right?" and then proceeds to show us an edit of him with millions of hearts around. I sent it to her and said "omg I saw ppl talking about this on tumblr" and we just laughed a lot because it was something we did not expected (not mean laughs, they were genuine laughs of shock and because that was very unexpected like HOW IN THE WORLD, and she remembered him in the show while I didn't)

Some days later I saw more fanarts of him on tumblr and that made me a little curious, but not enough to search about the subject.

After some days I just couldn't forget him, and that's when I searched his name on youtube purposely trying to find compilations of his funny moments to understand what was happening

And boy I did

At this point was just having fun and laughing thinking "omg another guy who's sassy, has good personality and is another ugly-atractive character that has a fandom on tumblr, I got it, he's very nice" and I went to do other stuff again but this man just DIDN'T CAME OUT OF MY MIND

Just making an interruption here, I loved watching Disney Junior as a kid, maybe when I was six or seven, idk I don't remember, and I was a huge fan of Sofia The First, it was one of my favorite cartoons from Disney Jr alongside Doc McStuffins and Art Attack. AND I JUST DON'T REMEMBER CEDRIC IT'S LIKE I NEVER SAW HIM IN THAT SHOW, EVER. I literally don't remember him being part of the cast i'm sorry Cedric 😭 now he stands out so much to me, he's carrying the whole show on his back. Btw now that I mentioned Disney Junior I would like to say that here in Brazil Sofia First is actually called Little Princess Sofia, and Doc McStuffins is Doctor Toys. Sometimes I call Sofia "Princess Sofia" but I don't even know if that's how they call her in the english version, I watched everything on portuguese 😭 but ok let's move on (I have more things to say related to the brazillian dub, but let me finish my train of thought first)

As I was saying this man just didn't came out of my mind, and I was like "Oh no another hyperfocus where people around me will make fun of me because they will say that he's ugly and that liking kid's shows is something weird 😭 I can't take this anymore" and I tried to deny it but I CAN'T i'm almost making a pinterest board for him, I just accepted my fate (gonna draw fanarts soon and no one can stop me)

I found a list of every chapter he's in and i'm watching every. single. one. of. them. I watched the movie first, and boy this is gave me so much nostalgia because I remember some vague objects and scenes from when I was a kid, I used to love the Disney Princesses, when I got a little older I started watching Descendants, I grew up watching Tangled and Frozen and I swear to god I almost teared up from nostalgia during the episode Rapunzel shows up, and they didn't changed her voice actor, that's what got me. It was like travelling back to a time I didn't even remembered that existed anymore. Because since I haven't seen Sofia The First in about 10 years, I don't even remember anything FROM the show except for some parts, and that this show had so much old Disney energy that I didn't even know made a difference, but it does.

I'm sounding like a granny here but (i'm not even in my 20s yet) it feels like another time, Disney changed so much. Some of the new movies are good, some are bad, I see Disney much more as a company that wants money and makes movies instead of that perfect place where all dreams come true and every girl is a princess (Here in Brazil I never had a dream to go to Disneyland because Disney in the early 2010's invested more in products and blue ray DVDs in Brazil, since the parks were in the United States and we weren't really the target audience for that. So they didn't minded making publicity about it, so I just watched the movies and Disney Junior). Everything felt more magical when I was a kid, I spent my days watching DVDs and sometimes had some Disney princesses themed toys, it was so fun playing pretend that I was a princess and I really felt like one. Rewatching Sofia The First made me feel like this again because they made this show at the time that their public were HUGE fans of the Disney princesses and it has the same characteristics, plots, even styles of the songs and soundtracks, visuals + I watched it when I was younger. It's not just "princesses" it has the whole Disney girly early 2010's magic into it and it made me so bittersweet, even if they tried they could never do nowdays a movie inspired by that time and give me the same feeling as a REAL movie from that time does. Sofia The First: Once Upon a Time was like watching a new movie from that old Disney, one that I didn't saw before, but at the same time I did, and that's the best part. The end of the movie gave me so much nostalgia that I almost cried too. That experience was amazing :")

It gives me the same nostalgia that I feel when I hear that song "a dream is a wish your heart makesss" it makes me cry how I miss to be a little girl again (i'm crying right now btw i'm very intense with my emotions)

(And hell I don't remember Cedric at all, since when he was there the whole time? Now that I know that he's there I'm feeling like really reeeeaaaaalllyy vague memories are trying to come back in my head, but I don't know if my brain is doing this on purpose or i'm just confusing him with an equally vague memory of Cruella. I guess it's the first option, I'm trying so hard that my brain is making up memories. Weird.)

But yeah at first I saw everyone falling to his feet and even though I understood that he was very funny and had a well-writen personality I couldn't really get why people were romantically in love with him. Well um I actually got it, he was a good character and was one more of these strangely atractive characters that people fall in love with, I've been there too. But I just couldn't see what was so atractive that people were simping over him, for me at that moment he was just funny and fits very well the "let's make a fandom" type of character, like for example Preminger from Barbie Princess and The Pauper. But then I thought "idk what i'm talking about i'm demisexual lol let's wait a few days" (That happened before. Many times.)

And I'm like. I don't know what's happening to me I'm so susceptible to weird (in socially non-fandom people's words) crushes and I thought I wouldn't be afected this time. Just so you can have an idea some of my last crushes were: Dr Flug from Villanos, Jackson Jekyll from Monster High, Raggedy Andy, THE Eddie Munson (for a whole year and some months, and I was so bullied after his "trend" ended because people said that his fans were cringe and everything (that's fake lol they are very nice)), 70% of my list are just nerds and sensitive guys with different types of mental illness yay my fav type

and now I think I'm feeling unironically atracted by this man it's just happening really slowly 😭 (DEMISEXUALS ‼️‼️⁉️⁉️💥💥💥💥💥👊👊👊👊)

I'm gonna be honest with you, at the moment I can't decide if I like him or not I'm so confused at the same time that I get it I also don't like how tf am I atracted by this man 😭 and then I'm like hmm he's acually cute let me search for some fanfiction

I'M SO CONFUSED I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO ANYMORE i guess I'll just wait to see what happens

you guys know that tiktok audio "at first I was like 'hmmm feet' as a joke,,,,, but bro....... I don't think that's a joke anymore...." (that's me rn but with Cedric)

Also I would like to take this oportunity that you're listening to me talking about Cedric to say the most important thing that this fandom needs to know:

We need more Cedric representations in Whimsical/Whimsigoth/Whimsigothic aesthetic it's like it was made for him just search that on Pinterest please you won't regret

And I'm here wondering what kind of songs he would listen to. I think he would like dark fantasy music, or witch music. I don't care if he's on medieval era and people didn't had access to a lot of music genres at that time, we are talking about disney nothing is historically correct

I can't help but think about Lana Del Rey but being a huge fan of her songs I don't think that it matches his tastes. I guess he maybe would like Aurora's last album, The Gods We Can Touch. I don't know why, it's the witchy vibes I guess. But I don't know, it's still not something that matches him a lot. EXCEPT FOR THE SONG MIDAS TOUCH FROM AURORA. IT'S PERFECT FOR HIM YOU GUYS SHOULD CHECK IT OUT

The cover isn't giving the aesthetic though, Aurora made this song for a show and then put the show album cover unfortunately. But her aesthetics are usually whimsical and magic, inspired by theatre, greek gods and tarot. This song is so good 😭

And of course there are songs like Everything Matters that fits his vibe but idk it depends on who's listening since it's not about the lyrics. The Innocent has a small part who matches him a little, the whole song has that witchy vibe dancing around the fire, I don't know how to describe it.

Coming back to Cedric I think my favorite scenario is him having an apprendice not too much younger than him. I think it's cute. I've never seen any fics like this (in fact I just read like 5 oneshots which is almost nothing) and if you guys know any let me know. I think it's just nice the idea of living with him and being his apprendice while having like a romantic tension between the two characters. It's cute

Also remember when I said I was going to talk a little more about the brazillian portuguese dub? So, something that I thought was really funny happened to me: In the first season he had his voice actor obviously and I was already used to his voice some time after watching the cartoon. It was very funny to me because the first time I saw a "scene compilation" of him it was in english, so hearing him talk in my language was fun. And btw his voice actor did a really good job voicing him, he (had a similar voice and) was really expressive just like his english VA, so like, really nice 👍

And then at some point in season two, from one episode to another, his voice actor suddently changed????? And obviously I got a little sad because his first VA was really good and I was used to his voice :( but the thing is: The new VA wasn't just a new one, IT'S THE SAME GUY WHO VOICED DR FLUG HERE IN BRAZIL AND I WAS LIKE OMG

THEY ARE SO SIMILAR IN PERSONALITY AND NOW THEY HAVE THE SAME VOICE WITH THE VOICE ACTOR'S MANNEIRISMS AND EVERYTHING (because that VA really has an specific way to talk, he stutter a little, sounds a little ironic but at the time really anxious, make some funny sounds for no reason sometimes like his screams)

I was really upset when they changed all the brazillian voice actors in Villanos, and that Flug didn't had his full-of-personality-and-expressive voice anymore :( the new episodes now have new voices and eveything, and they did their best, but it's not the original voices anymore and it doesn't hit the same yk? And then BAM CELDRIC HAS DOCTOR FLUGS VOICE NOW BITCH TAKE THIS

and the fact that Sofia The First was dubbed even before Villanos came out it's so funny to me

So yeah let me show you guys his amazing work at voicing two of my favorite characters:

After they changed Cedric's voice actor I was a little annoyed by the fact that I couldn't hear Cedric anymore, just Flug 😭 but now I'm slowly getting used to it and it's starting to sound like Cedric again.

Before that happened I could see some similarities between the two but I thought that I was just thinking too much and trying to connect two fandoms that I like, so I just forgot about it. After that happened my mind just blew it all make so much sense right now

And they are so similar in personality that I had to make a list of everything they have in common:

They work for guys that are completely blind to their talents and think that they're just idiots all the time

They have more potential than people think

Their projects/spells always go wrong because people keep disrupting their public moments, and so they are seen and weak and dumb (when they're not)

Science/Magic guys (they keep throwing liquids from one pot to another and saying difficult words, only for someone to stop them halfway and the substance explodes in their face, making them angry because this person once again interrupted their project that was going perfectly)

Self-confidence issues

Anxious mess, are always nervous and scared of something bad happening all the time

Childhood trauma because people never really saw their acomplishments and again and again kept repeating that they are idiots who don't know nothing (when they are geniuses!!)

They say that they're mean and they say that they do mean things when actually they are just really nice. They just choose that path because they think it's the only one that can bring them sucess and recognition in the future, but they were never made for this. They just do that because they want to proof their value to people who can't see it.

At the same time that they are mentally unstable, sometimes their confidence is so high that they start to act arrogant because "they're too smart and their projects are amazing": "I love what I do I'm the best sorcerer/scientist in the world"

But when they need to show that to people something bad always happens (because of other people!) And their plan fails, leaving them with confidence issues

"I'm too smart you guys don't deserve me"

"I can't do anything right omg i'm so stupid"

Their movements and maneirisms are so expressive, they're both skinny and tall and keep making those anxious poses, fidgeting with their hands, always anxious, scared of something, thinking too much and overall being nervous and ankward around their bosses

Boss just treats them as failures and gives them orders, in which they respond in the most submissive and saddest way because they're just miserable and just two little guys who are trying to proof their value in a place where no one even see them as people

But sometimes they are genuinely egoistic and egocentric because duh they're the best sorcerer/scientist out there, hello everybody is gonna know their name when they rule the world bye

They act so stupid and lovesick in their official crushes episodes, it's so funny

And even if we never saw Dr Flug's official face there is a design out there in the fandom where he has black hair with white streaks on his bangs so like 👍👍

Well um I guess that's all I have to say about this subject for now

These are my thoughts 🫶

I feel like I said a lot in a short amout of time but I'm here writing since 04:30 AM and now it's 07:47 AM so like. yikes

[edennill]

ruling queens of númenor - headcanons and opinions:

tar-ancalimë: I think she made it very hard for any future ruling queens by being, well, an immeasurably difficult person. and people understood it was because of her shitty upbringing! - but it didn't make her easier to deal with and many felt she didn't even try to move past it... from a governing point of view, it was assumed by some that she'd begin prioritising women in political circles, but oddly enough she didn't? she made it pretty obvious what she thought of men, but she expected the women she interacted with to have the same opinions as her on the subject, and when that wasn't feasible she showed them even greater contempt than their counterparts of the other sex. and as queen... she wasn't a very bad ruler but made it way too obvious that many of her decisions were fuelled by spite, usually towards her late father and husband. in her life however, she was pitied as much as hated, though that pity didn't last for future generations.

tar-telperien: I feel like there would have been considerable mistrust towards her initially because of how tar-ancalimë was remembered, but she ended up being one of númenor's best loved rulers. she was a very fortunate mixture of majestic and warm, her one major fault being that she could be terribly stubborn at times, but somehow people were willing to forgive that. and yes, she never had a romantic liaison in her life, aside maybe from an infatuation or two when she was very young... also I think she had several younger brothers and very good relationships with them. there would have been a lot of space for conflict there because there was no precedence in númenor's history for a daughter with male siblings inheriting the sceptre, but ultimately relationships in her family were surprisingly healthy given what the former generations were like. there may have been some slight jealousy on the part of one or more of them, but they knew the law was fair and didn't let it show... also in a weird flashback to her sindarin ancestors, she had silver hair, hence her name

tar-vanimeldë: I don't really have too much to say about her... I feel she's been given something of a short shrift by the narrative, though otoh it's still more than we have for some other kings... much ink has been spilled about how odd the ratio of kings to queens is in númenor if we consider that the law was absolute primogeniture from ancalimë on. I believe jrrt just didn't think it through well enough, however it certainly encourages one to conclude that there was a bunch of eldest princesses that something happened to; my personal theory being that the fact a woman could turn down the sceptre without even a nominal coronation meant that it was very easy for someone to force her to decline... that said - I don't think vanimeldë was ever interested in ruling and I believe it was her more ambitious husband who helped her through that initial precariousness. she can't have been too glad once she realised he had basically usurped her (because people don't just steal the rule from under their sons without any iffy behaviour before that - or did hallacar invent some weird justification for the latter?), but I don't think she felt she could do anything about it.

tar-miriel: first of all, i kind of like that one version in which she marries pharazon of her own will. I'm not sure what that version goes on to say, but as I imagine it - first she agreed that they be co-rulers; her position was precarious enough, she believed it would be good for politics and she liked and trusted him. but he went on to steal the throne from under her and she never learned if that was what he had been planning to do from the beginning. the rest is history and her personal tragedy. what happened with sauron was not her fault, but she would lie awake at night and blame herself... interestingly enough, the faithful never did and around half of them believed she was forced into the marriage anyway... I have a lot more to say about her, in fact, enough that I think I'll make a separate post, but for now I'll only add that I personally headcanon that while tar-palantir stayed faithful to the end, despite the failure of all his plans, miriel chafed. her father understood that no one could force the númenoreans to change against their will (I mean I guess Eru presumably could? but obviously he wouldn't, because free will), but she didn't and felt betrayed... I think that she had to regain faith before the end, because otherwise it's too bitter a tale, to live through terror without knowing there is good one can rely on. the tale is bitter anyhow, but she did not die in despair.

[astarzzlv]

Headcanons of Princess Estelle's life at government school? How did each of those headcanons shape her?

Hii! I'm so glad you asked cuz idk where to put these info in my story (⁠〒⁠﹏⁠〒⁠)

Reminder: Estelle only keeps in touch with a few of her primary school friends. The bonds weren’t super strong since she didn’t have much time to hang out with them, and after primary school, she was sent off to a private school. So, most of her interactions were just at school.

Also, in government primary school, there were subjects that weren’t taught as thoroughly as in private schools, like advanced foreign languages, basic business and creative arts (like music, drama, etc). To keep up, Estelle had tutors come over to the palace to help her out. So, while she learned a lot about blending in with commoners, she also had to balance that with her royal education.

Positive:

1. Learned to blend in with commoners

Going to a government school helped Estelle connect with all kinds of students from different backgrounds. It really opened her eyes and helped her understand and relate to people outside her royal life, making her a bit more down-to-earth.

2. Toughened up against judgement

Once her classmates found out she was a princess, the gossip started flying. This taught her how to brush off negativity and focus on the real friendships in her life, which made her more resilient.

3. She improved her communication skills

To fit in with her classmates, Estelle learned to drop the royal act and speak more casually. This helped her become a better listener and communicator, which is super important for her future.

4. Appreciated authentic friendships

Estelle learned to value people for who they are, not what they have.

5. Gained a sense of independence

Estelle had to figure things out on her own, which was a big change for her. She couldn’t rely on her status or authority to get by, so she learned to navigate situations by herself. This helped her develop a sense of independence that she values now.

6. Honed Her Wit and Humor

Estelle picked up on how her classmates joked around, which helped her develop her own sense of humor. She learned to use wit and sarcasm to connect with others and diffuse tense situations, making her more relatable and helping her fit in better. It also gave her a way to express herself that didn’t always involve her royal persona. (now you know where she learned how to cuss like a pro)

Negative:

1. Faced envy and fear

Some classmates were jealous of her, some got scared of her status as a princess, which made things awkward. Estelle had to be careful about who she trusted, leading to a feeling of isolation even when she was around people.

2. Pressure to hide her identity

Keeping her royal identity a secret was tough. It made her feel like she had to hide parts of herself, leading to frustration when she couldn’t just be herself.

3. Dealt with fake friendships

She thought this would only happen in private school. But no, Estelle ran into a lot of people who just wanted to be friends because of her wealth. This taught her a hard lesson about trust and made her more guarded around new people.

4. Struggled with her identity

Attending a school where she had to hide her royal background left her feeling conflicted. She often felt like she was walking a tightrope between being a royal and wanting to fit in.

5. Misunderstood as the teacher’s pet

She often got labeled as the teacher's pet, with rumors flying that she paid them off for good grades. That really frustrated her because she was putting in the effort, and it made her feel like no one recognized her hard work.

6. Accusations of favoritism

Estelle constantly dealt with rumors of favoritism, which added a lot of pressure. She felt like everyone was watching her, making school even more challenging.

Estelle's time in government primary school really helped her understand commoners better and appreciate their struggles. But it also opened her eyes to a harsh truth: it doesn’t matter what your background is; anyone can become a villain or betray you. That realization was tough, but it made her wiser and more cautious in her relationships. Despite that, she still believes in the goodness of people and knows that true friendship is about loyalty and trust, regardless of status. Ultimately, she learned that while some may let her down, there are still genuine connections to be made <3

[gingergari]

Saw your Peach AU art and it got me wondering:

What was her reasoning for using the crown long term? Is it a secret that is revealed later? Or are mario and luigi told right away? Does bowser know? So many questions!!

Of course if anything I ask is a spoiler you don't have to answer!

oh my god i forgot to save my draft 😭 i’ll try to remember what i wrote

1. it really wasn’t her decision to use the crown but more of a tradition of the royal family that had gone on for some time. it’s something she learned how to properly use growing up, alongside toadette and toadiko :]

since the mushroom kingdom is rather prominent (major source of healing mushrooms, exporter of the main ? block material, and the transportation pipe hub), it has been the target of conquests before, especially when the ruler was perceived to be as weak as a toad. they aren’t very strong constitutionally, and the mushroom kingdom does not have the best military even in war time, so one of their ‘defenses’ is a ‘human’ with strong magic like peach.

i definitely think it’s not out of the question for there to have been an actual human ruler before the crown began to be used, but that would have been some time ago.

i’m still deciding on how much of a secret this is in the mushroom kingdom. i’m leaning more towards a forgotten fact among her people, as peach is never in public in her toad form but she is nonetheless accepted and beloved by her subjects.

(peasley knows on account of the beanbean kingdom’s relationship with the mushroom kingdom and an early hope that they could be betrothed. this obviously doesn’t happen but they are close regardless. i’m not sure if daisy knows, but i would like her to)

2. mario and luigi are not immediately told, and fairly so. though they had sought out and rescued the princess not long after arriving in the kingdom, the two are still strangers and liabilities that were attempting to return home to brooklyn anyway. toadsworth would’ve had a heart attack if she did 💀 it’s only after they settle and mario starts getting especially close with peach that this becomes an issue. since she’s perceived as the only human besides themselves and daisy, a bit of their relationship seems to be built on the two being alike.

peach waffles and stalls on telling him because of the obvious safety issue for herself but also her fear that she will lose everything with mario since she isn’t what he thinks she is.

and ofc, once mario knows, luigi will know as well.

they do find out, though! eventually! :D

3. bowser absolutely does not know, and it is peach’s imperative that it stays that way. bowser is the main threat to the mushroom kingdom and if there is anything that he can use to obtain victory, he will use it. he is also in love/lust with peach which doesn’t help matters. peach is terrified of the possibility that he finds out somehow, and believes if this ever happens he will kill her.

once the bros know, they pull out all the stops to keep this illusion up in the event that the four are interacting with each other, but this is rare.

(bowser has seen peach’s toad form, though! 🩵 he just doesn’t know it)

[asmolfolk]

Hi, love ❤

I don't know if your request is open or not. But, if so, may i've a hazbin hotel request. Angel dust with a handsome male reader, taller than himself, and likes to tease 😏 to others (but, mostly to angel dust) . With Smut thing please🙏🥺, I ' m begging you 😭😭😭

Pronounce : he / his

Your work is like a magic

Hello, sweetie! Hope you like what I did there <3 My request are open, yes! Thank you for the ask, it's a pleasure doing it. And thank you for your kind words! <3

Angel Dust x Taller!Male-Reader

I got this header from this sweetpie!

A bit of backstory.

Anyone who looked at your way... Was absolutely taken back by their words, by their choices... Why? Because you were absolutely handsome. Everything about your appearence was enough to give you a little fame... And because of that fame, it was a surprise when people find out about your... Odds behaviors.

Going to hell... You didn't have that in your to do list... But what can you do now? Well, you thought that now you have to stick around with the idea of being in this place... Until you heard about Hazbin Hotel - that was an opportunity that you COULDN'T miss... Even if it was BS.

Also, I would say that you would be a White Tiger.

Sfw

For starters, Angel Dust was already leaning in to talk to you - he was pretty much accustomed with being the tallest demon around the hotel... Until he looked at you. You were strangely tall... And you must be one of the most handsome sinners that he has EVER seen.

You knocked on the door and were fastly answered by Charlie - Who was quite surprised to see someone there. "May I help you?" She would ask, with her sweet smile, while holding the door. "Well... Aren't you a cute one?" You immediatly hold her free hand, giving it a kiss - You acted like a gentleman "You must be Charlie Magne, the princess right? Pleasure meeting you, I'm [Name]." She was smilling a lot, didn't see a sinner that was so proper in so many years... Maybe she could have a chance on reedeming you! "I'm quite interested in your whole plan... May I be your test subject?" "Oh- Well..." She gave you space for you to enter, she guide you to the saloon "You see him? The spider-boy? He is already our test subject! But... I guess it wouldn't hurt having two!"

"Angel Dust's the name. Looks like we finally have a hotstuff that isn't me." He said, laughing a bit. "Oh, I see what you meaned then... It must be similar attraction, my sweet spider" You said, holding his hand and kissing it "I must say, never did I thought that I would find a sinner handsome." Oh, sweet. Now there's two of them - Thought both Alastor and Vaggie.

Since that little interaction, you two got along pretty well - always praising, flirting and even being too touchy with eachother. It was a mutual physical attraction that nobody could actually try to calm it. Angel finally founded someone that wasn't a asshole but still being a flirt and hot.

I think that Angel wouldn't mind you flirting around, he does the same thing.

And I do think that Angel would actually think it's pretty hot when you come to him, flirting with him - and not letting him be alone. You were his savior from all this messed up things that happened to him... Together with the hotel.

He would treasure you even before dating you... Also, you being taller than him was no problem - He likes it actually, thinks it makes you look intimidating [And that solves a lot of his problems.]

Being with Angel means one thing... You know everything about what Val did to him, he couldn't thought about hidding it from you - Especially because, he knows that could happen again.

Imagine his surprise when you come to his hotel's room, full of blood and holding his freedom paper... That was your first gift to him as a boyfriend... And he couldn't ask for anything else.

Now, being free from Valentine's hands... He didn't know what to do, but knew that he could finally rest.

Relationship [SFW]

Don't get me wrong, but I'm sure that Angel would do a lot of tall jokes... He heard a lot of them already, now it's your turn. Expect holding hands with him while he is occupied with something or cuddling with him. He always takes you to meet Cherry Bomb, he wants you to get along with his bestie - After all, you were both of the only people that he would tell his past to. Angel's love language for you are Physical Touch and Acts of Service. He just can't take his hands of you, he is always touching you, kissing you... Doing things for you. You can ask him anything, you must be sure that he will do it. He doesn't mind what your love language is, but he guesses that it's Words of Affirmation. He loves to cuddle with you and Fat Nuggets, especially when his mind goes to things he regrets... On bad days. He isn't the perfect boyfriend [on his mind] but he tries his best to make you comfortable, to make you see through 'Angel Dust' and to actually see Anthony.

He shows you off to anyone, like "LOOK AT MY HANDSOME AND TALL BOYFRIEND! HE IS TALLER THAN ME, YOU SUCKERS HAHAHA" - He would even compare your height to all of his friends.

If he gets in trouble, he is PROBABLY going to call you and wait patiently for your advices. He hears your words like they are divine, he would try to follow all of them. If he hears you flirting with someone else, he is probably going to flirt with that other person too-

Nsfw

Oh my, it's hot here. Now, let's just say:

If you aren't in a relationship.

He probably thought that your flirtly attitude towards him was only that, wanting to fuck him and then nothing else. He would give this opportunity to you. Being the top or bottom didn't matter to him [But he was sure that you wanted to fuck and not to be the one fucked.] Being the bottom is easy for him, he is a bit of a bratty tho. Would even tease you until you are not going easy on him, until you don't hold back. He would mark you a lot and expect you to leave some marks on him too... So don't be afraid. Being the top was a odd request for him, most of his clients wanted to fuck him only. But he wouldn't obliged, he is a Service top, just say what you want from him and he shall give to you. He wouldn't expect you to stay, so just hold him... He would be quite... Happy with that.

But, to him, that was a one nightstand - nothing else.

If you are in a relationship.

This one will have more informations.

Bottom Angel.

As I said before, he is a bratty type. He would do everything to tease you until you pull him aside to put him in his place, he would ALWAYS say that he is sorry and that he wouldn't do it again... But when he is bored, teasing you was the first thing that he would do.

He does care where he is being fucked... After all, he likes the thought that - now - you and him are together, he wouldn't let someone see you if you don't like it.

He has a lot of kinks, he wouldn't care to realise one of yours - It's pretty much normal to him to do it like that, actually.

Angel has a high sex drive, but he can hold himself - He isn't feral yet... Just wait until he see his marks on you.

Aftercare with Angel is always reassuring him, holding him, cuddling, kissing him... Making sure that he feels loved and not a flashlight.

"...Thank you. I... I never thought I would feel like this when having sex, it's like a new thing to me." "Nobody treated you like that?" "Oh, I wished... Well... Some people say you suffer to value what you earn... I think that this reflects this momment... So, Thank you again, [Name]. Thank you for being my boyfriend."

Top Angel.

"Top Service, top dick." - That's what he said to you after you asked him to be the top. He wouldn't DOM you, unless if you wanted. He would concentrate in giving you as much pleasure as possible - he had enough with people treating others as flashlights, he wouldn't do that with you. He is actually a sweetpie in bed, always looking at your face, searching for pain, discomfort and always trying to make this whole experience good for you. He would take everything slow and passionated... He knows that he wasn't like that when you were just fucking, but... You are especial to him now. What can he do unless treat you like it? Aftercare with Angel is him reassuring you, shoving you with hugs, kisses and kind words.

[palaceoftherakes]

"i suppose marriage has always been a financial proposition, even in fiction."

Little Women (2019), dir. Greta Gerwig

the idea of marriage has always been strange.

for me, well i'm bisexual, and i never thought that marriage would be a prospect to me because i didn't think i'd ever be capable of loving one person for the rest of my life. then, i watched Little Women (2019). it wasn't this epiphany, but a slow realisation about how i'd been brainwashed to believe that marriage was the way to fulfilment. while there are many things about Greta Gerwig's adaptation that i'd like to discuss, sisterhood, womanhood and youth being few to mention, i would like to focus on this concept of marriage as it is represented through the eyes of Jo, who up until my tenth watch, i identified with the most.

Jo March, as self-described, is frumpy, homely and unlike any woman, Theodore Laurance would ever want to marry. i too have always felt like that. never be the one to be asked out, or even noticed by boys in school, and when i realised i liked girls too, it became a taboo subject that left me with slurs and various degrees of internalised homophobia. growing older, I've realised that perhaps it is me being a poc in a majority-white setting that has made it so difficult to feel the right to be loved by others romantically. or maybe it's because i've been stagnant in my approach to sexuality that it's scared others away. enough self-evaluation: Jo sees marriage like a prison, and that makes sense. or does it?

a perfect home life, yes. a nuclear family, the husband, the wife, the children, the white picket fence and a warm hearth to surround when it gets cold outside. even though the love between marmie and father is one to be idolised, it is caring and unconditional love that surrounds Jo, and yet she finds herself opposed to the very notion of marriage.

the setting that the march family sit in is quiet, a cottage core aesthetic (to use contemporary reference) where the only people they interact with are the Laurences, the Hummels and one Mr. John Brooke. when Teddy and Jo pair off and become quick and steadfast friends the natural conclusion is that they'll get married and have a hoard of children while living a mildly happy life. it works for Meg and Mr. Brooke, so why wouldn't it work for Teddy and Jo?

to me, it's very clear. it's clear for the moment Jo leaves her family home and moves to New York to work in a boarding house. meeting the foreign professor is this sign shouting "THERE'S MORE TO LIFE THAN WHAT YOU KNOW!" he applies a different school of thought and challenges her in a way that Laurie and her family never did. the challenges she faces, the rejection from the publishing house, not being chosen to go to France with Aunt March, and most significantly the death of Beth, all push her to the conclusion of finishing her book and getting it published.

but the question becomes, why was i more satisfied with the ending of Jo and Friedrich (the professor) than with her getting her book published? i guess it becomes the conversation of what romantic films have periodically presented us with the 'happy ending', which has been, falling in love, getting married, having oodles of children and then dying. to be honest, it's not just romantic films, it's the disney princesses that surrounded me in childhood. its stereotypes that are perpetuated even further into media, and are ingrained into young girls from a young age. even now, as I'm meeting adulthood for the first time, the questions of marriage, kids and the future keep on cropping up in conversations. i don't think i was ever conscious of my own bias when watching films, but watching Little Women for what seems to be the 100th time makes me wonder what it really means to be married, what that commitment really means. Is it like Jo says, an 'economic proposition' or is it something much more than that?

author note:

amy and laurie >>>> jo and laurie

[super-mario-confessions]

Movie Bowser was a complete r/niceguy but somehow everybody but me misread him as a himbo sweetheart???

To recap:

He felt entitled to marrying Peach even though I'm pretty sure prior to the movie they'd only ever heard of each other and never actually met before

He heard she was hanging out with some other guy, immediately assumed said other guy was trying to "steal" her from him, and vowed to murder the other guy's brother in front of him then most likely murder the other guy himself as well

He threatened Peach's subjects to blackmail her into marrying him

He was fully prepared to sacrifice his prisoners "in her honour" despite the fact that she SO VERY CLEARLY DOES NOT WANT TO WATCH A BUNCH OF INNOCENT PEOPLE DIE

His first instinct upon Peach "breaking up" with him was to try to kill her and everyone she loves and destroy her kingdom

He immediately assumed this was all Mario's fault despite him not even being at the wedding and vowed to make him suffer "like him"

One of the defining traits of a himbo is that he's respectful, especially towards women. Movie Bowser is not. This is the kind of behaviour you'd see from a self-proclaimed "nice guy" who thinks acting like a half-decent person entitles him to a romantic relationship then instantly resorts to insults and threatening when he gets turned down. But this one gets a pass because... what, he sang a (frankly overrated) love song, which I feel I should mention doesn't say anything about what it is he likes about Peach?

I don't buy it.

Not that I know what fan content you've seen, but I'd wager that the screenshot of Bowser holding the bouquet and giving puppy eyes fell on your timeline a lot huh?

On my side, most of the posts about movie Bowser were from Bowuigi fans celebrating their crumbs of interaction between the two. So I can't really say for sure if the fandom mislabeled Bowser as a himbo. However, I DID enjoy the new development of his attraction to Peach. Although Super Mario Odyssey and Super Paper Mario had weddings between the two, we really didn't have much of an idea of how would Bowser would actually treat the princess as his spouse. Finally, we have the official Mario Movie to confirm that yes, Bowser would be a nightmare of a husband. There's a part of me that is happy to finally have that answered.

Also "Peaches" is a GREAT song actually, how dare you.

[midnightmah07]

ALRIGHT CONTINUATION‼️‼️ Now Adeline’s time to suffer😈:

The gleam of his eyes

“Now, don’t think I forgot about your situation.”

The voice of Isabelle’s was like a ring to Adeline’s ears. Making her neck snap instantly to look at the girl, it was a tone of curiosity in the girl’s eyes. Well, but there was a hint of “please don’t say what I think you will say”.

“You and the certain fae from Briar Valley.” A smug grin crossed Isabelle’s face.

But, Adeline instead of giving the satisfaction scoffed rolling her eyes. “Oh, please. There’s a hundreds of fayes in Briar Valley. You need to be more specific, darling.”

She crosses her arms bitting her tongue, wishing Isabelle would not remember his name. But, to her surprise or wrong prediction, Isabelle uses her signature spell on Adeline. “Malleus Draconia! That’s his name.”

-

SNEEZE

“Bless you, kid.” Lilia says across the room to Malleus who cleans his slight stuffy nose. “Hey, you know what they say. If you sneeze someone is talking about you!”

“I hope they are at least being respectful towards the young master!” Sebek barks at Malleus side. Who hums at Lilia’s comment, it was just a sneeze, no big deal after all.

-

“I really hope that you surfer with your crush on Leona.” Adeline says with her eyebrows furrowed.

“I don’t have a crush on him!” Isabelle shakes her head, standing closer to the taller friend (at least compared to her) “Don’t try to change subjects! I know very well your deal with him.” The smirks grows awhile Adeline rolls her eyes, crossing arms. “After all, you’ve told me yourself, you two met one day before your sixteen birthday, haven’t you? Like you said it, you both met once upon a dream.”

“Well, don’t need to make a big deal out of it. I don’t exactly knew him, it was maybe just someone similar to him.”

“Similar to a six feet tall fae with long black hair and bright green eyes?” The brown haired girl asked the half fae, who tried to argue back but closed her mouth with the lack of arguments. “See? It may not be destiny, but at the same times dreams like that are seldom all they seem.”

The blonde one sighs, back leaning against the cold wall. “It’s hopeless, Isa… He is a future king. I don’t want that fame to me. I mean… Not that you would get it, you are a princess, but still. I want to me memorable by my own, not because a heir fell in love with me.”

Isabelle raises her eyebrow, knowing her friend well enough, to understand that she was hiding something within the truth of everything she feels towards Malleus. Who doesn’t show that much, but adores Adeline just being there.

“You know, you can let people save you sometimes.” Isabelle saw right through her, like Adeline did it. “But, if I know you, Adeline, I know what you’ll do. You will have him to wait for you. You may not want him to show you affection now, but sooner or later you will realize you like him as well.” “Don’t just assume it, Isabelle. And I know it's true. But… I can’t be what he wants… He is just confused. It’s only a phase, he will eventually leave me.”

The stupid ideas stuff down Adeline’s head, Isabelle always heard that from her, she was someone hard to leave but hard to stay with, at least this is what people think or say without watching her for too long. There’s a silence, where you can’t hear anything else other than the sound of your own heart beating, awhile Adeline’s heart tried to fix the multiple lines of her emotions that grew to be nothing else bur confusing.

“But, oh… The gleam of his eyes are so familiar a gleam.” Adeline breathing in her words softly.

“Why is that?”

“Because they make me feel like home, in a place I’ve met once upon a dream.”

STAWPPPP THEY'RE SO SO CUTE I LOVE THEM AHHH :((((((((((((((((

I LOVE THIS SM<33 I LOVE ADELINE AND ISABELLE'S FRIENDSHIP<333 I LOVE THEIR LITTLE INTERACTIONS AND TEASING AMD HOW THEY'RE ALWAYS PUTTING EACH OTHER AGAINST THE WALL EVEN THOUGH THEY'RE BASICALLY IN THE SAME SITUATION<333 I LOVE THEM<333

[30-mokke-in-a-trenchcoat]

Q&A, Nocsia Edition

Messages for the lovely stepsister

Messages and questions

I love how oblivious she is. I wanted to see her interact with Princesss Neige more.

I hope she can close the gap between herself and Princess Neige little by little! She's the biggest chad out of all of them, so I'm cheering her on! Nocsia: It always makes me happy to hear that someone likes me, and while it doesn't happen often, sometimes even Neige says she likes me!

What's your life like now that you've moved to the castle? I doubt that you have much time for flowers, so I'm curious what else you spend your time on. Nocsia: To tell the truth, I've claimed a little corner of the castle garden for my own, and I take care of the flowers there. I'm certain the staff responsible for the garden must have noticed by now, but it seems they've chosen to overlook it. Ras: I go there sometimes and help out. I think Leo does, too. Nocsia: Oh, I knew it! Ras: You did? Nocsia: Yes, it looked like someone else had been tending to it even when I was too busy to go there for a while… I thought that the one who left pulled weeds lying around everywhere must have been you, Rasphard, and the one who neatly cleared everything away must have been Estelio. Neige: You always leave things a mess. Ras: Ouch… Nocsia: Ha ha ha, no, I'm grateful. Thank you. Nocsia: By the way, on the subject of how I spend my time… I was just an ordinary florist's daughter, so I don't know anything about the rules of high society, or how to comport myself as a princess. Because of that, there are so many things that I have to learn that I spend practically all day studying.

Do you and Neige have a better relationship now? What kind of things do you two talk about? Nocsia: I've gotten her to warm up to me bit by bit. She talks about Estelio and Rasphard the most, and sometimes she helps me with my studies. Leo: She talks about my little brother and me…? Nocsia: I've heard all kinds of things about you two. Leo: "All kinds of things?" Nocsia: Yes, indeed.

How do you feel about Neige and Estelio's relationship? Nocsia: They're quite frustrating. If only Estelio could be more honest with her… don't you agree? Ras: Yeah, though when you think about the position he's in, it's got to be difficult for him.

The way Nocsia completely overwhelmed Leo in Ending 2 was awesome! （´∀｀） Is there anything she would like to do with Neige?? Nocsia: Ha ha ha, thank you. Let's see… what I would like to do with Neige… maybe give her some advice about romance…?

I want to ask how you want Leo and Neige to end up. Nocsia: Considering that the king got married to my mother, and that Estelio is the eldest son of a noble family to begin with, I think she ought to put herself out there more a little more.

Nocsia is so beautiful and cute…!! Nocsia: Oh, you really think so? Thank you.

I couldn't help thinking that Ras and Nocsia would make a good couple! (lol) She'll definitely! definitely! make him happy!!!!!!!

If you're looking for a boyfriend, Nocsia, how about Ras?! Nocsia: Rasphard? Ras: … Nocsia: I… wonder if that would work out. Ras: Wha--nope. Nope. Nocsia: I'm not sure about our romantic potential, but I would say that we're good friends right now. We're close in age, and Rasphard also lived in the city for most of his life. Ras: I know it's rough in a lot of ways, going from being a commoner to a princess.

What's your favorite flower? Nocsia: Lily of the valley. You can grow them in a pot, and they look simple and elegant, yet cute. Ras: I like them, too! They're famous for being poisono--er, never mind.

Are you plotting to do anything to help the princess and Leo progress in their relationship? Nocsia: Hmm… that's a good question. What should I do? I don't think they'll appreciate any interference from me, but at the same time, I can't stand just sitting back and watching.

I want to know what kind of rumors about Neige the stepsister has heard. Nocsia: Mostly that she's a beautiful princess. She's famous internationally, you know, and I've heard that she's received many marriage proposals, all of which His Majesty has refused… And that she actually has a fiance already… Of course, these are all just rumors. Ras: Wait, you've got a fiance? You? Leo: For a genius, you certainly are stupid.

I'm curious about how the king and Nocsia's mother met. It would probably turn into a long story if I asked the king, so I want to hear the answer from Nocsia's mother! Then again, she never actually appeared in the story… Nocsia: I'll answer in her place. They got to know each other when His Majesty secretly came to our shop to buy flowers. Since he was in disguise, neither of us had even the slightest idea that he was the king. Leo: His Majesty is the kind of person who would make a habit of going out to the city in disguise, after all. Nocsia: Every time he showed up, he would order an enormous bouquet and tell us "It's a souvenir for my daughter." My mother thought it was so sweet of him.

[starsweepers]

my take on cleo may lean more heavily on the live action interpretation in terms of looks and some behavioral aspects... but she still heavily draws from g1 and when interacting with g1 characters, my take pretty much can slot in perfectly. obviously the events of the live action movies aren't canon when i do this, but i accept most of the g1 things as canon to my cleo when interacting in this verse. really only some minor appearance changes and then her personality is toned down a smidge from actual cartoony g1 cleo. she's a bit less flat to me, but that doesn't erase the events of what has happened.

so i'm perfectly happy to use the g1 verse with others who have a preference for those events and situations and the like. to me, there's not a heck of a lot of difference in the characters outside of, of course, my unique interpretations but. even with those, i consider myself mostly aligned with g1 canon. i just try to draw out more bits and pieces and personality than what the shorts and early movies provide.

a random other notice i have between my main take on cleo and g1 is really just who she considers her best friends.

i respect the live action movies' take and so lagoona is actually her bestie in that verse ( deuce isn't going to be chatted about in this headcanon because he's an entirely different subject for me lol ). abbey is also close, and then ghoulia is just... there. this can be up for discussion, because honestly i think they did ghoulia dirty in the live actions. so i have no qualms with changing any of this around. and obviously lagoona is an extremely different character, so i consider myself pretty flexible.

in terms of the main trio, she considers claw her closest friend, then frankie, and then drac. live action drac is obviously a bit more... aloof? kind of? secretive for a bit and way less bubbly. plus i feel like drac and her have known each other much longer and with the way draculaura is changed up for the movies, it's clear the two are a bit headstrong and at odds.

i do really like the potential they have to get far closer, especially with ( my ) cleo finally breaking away from her family's expectations. i think she and draculaura have a lot in common and would actually be great friends.

but in this case, she came to respect claw first and it was clawdeen's efforts that inspired her to start being herself and stop trying to be the perfect mummy princess. it's still a struggle but... progress. and then frankie is... frankie. and not in a bad way. cleo admires their loyalty and rationality, but she does find frankie a bit overbearing and difficult to work with on occasion.

opposite of that, g1 based cleo will be besties with ghoulia, obviously. but then honestly she considers draculaura one of her closer friends. obviously she is not part of the main trio, but in g1 the two clearly have a lot in common and enjoy those aspects in each other. being ancient, rich, fashionable, etc. they actually love shopping together and supporting each other.

frankie falls in line after. g1 frankie is still a bit too exuberant for cleo, but it's the loyalty and rationality that cleo really enjoys. not to mention frankie's stuck up and helped her on numerous occasions, so while the two of them don't always see eye to eye, they share similar values at times and that bonds them.

she's weakest in her relationship with clawdeen just because g1 claw is so insanely stubborn and doesn't put up with cleo's shit lol. so they butt heads a lot and makes it difficult for the two of them to enjoy each other's company without others. however, cleo still loves clawdeen dearly, and really admires her fashion talents and sense. she is loyal to claw despite everything and will do what she can for her werewolf friend, even if they sometimes clash.

....anyways not really sure if this was a headcanon or just me wanting to ramble some about cleo.

[medea10]

My Review of Masamune-kun's Revenge: R

Uhhhhhh…Do I even remember this series? I know I reviewed it…I think?

Season One Review Here

Um, yep! I definitely did. But do I remember anything about this series? Let me think…Narcissist main character with body issues. I remember hating him. Icy-queen girl that the main character tries to get revenge on for fat comment when they were kids. Girly best friend. Lots of girls interested in main character. Lolita mother.

Ah yes, now I remember now! That mother!

HISTORY: Masamune Makabe is a high-school teen, heavily focused on his looks. Fatty foods and slothfulness are not in this guy’s diet. But this wasn’t how it always was. When he was younger, he was a chubby child and would occasionally be the subject of torment. What changed him from chunk to hunk? When he was younger, he had a crush on a young girl named Aki Adagaki. But she broke his heart and cruelly nicknamed him “Pig’s Foot”. This moment stuck with him and it changed Masamune.

Fast-forward to the present, Masamune is a high school student and manages to attend the same high school as the girl who insulted him as a child. So, Masamune wanted to plot a revenge plan to break Aki’s heart the way she once did to him. Easier said than done! Aki is known as the “Cruel Princess” where she is asked out by numerous boys. But she shuts them down and gives them all cruel nicknames (much like what Masamune got when he was younger). So, can Masamune win this cruel princess’s heart and then break it?

SECOND SEASON: Lordy, we waited a long time for this sequel. We last left off on Masamune’s class going on a field trip of some sort. Turns out, it’s a trip to freakin’ Paris, France. Usual shenanigans happen. Koiwai is still a shit-starter. Gasou still pisses off Masamune and at the same time is losing face with Aki. Fujinomiya is still a flirt. And Masamune x Aki is still a thing in the eye of strangers. A young, French artist named Muriel thought they would make a perfect inspiration for the manga she’s creating. And because this girl has a mafia-ish type brother, Masamune and Aki have no choice but to oblige this girl.

This class trip was about the length of two episodes, but it was enough for Masamune and Aki to have a moment and not a good one. We finally see these two (or the other Masamune) interact with each other as kids. Apparently, Aki enjoyed that time with Masamune as she was going through a tumultuous time at home with her parents separating. But she apparently doesn’t say anything about calling Masamune “Pig’s Foot”. That pissed Masamune off and he told her off for that.

As it turns out, it was Koiwai all along. I gotta say, I thought something like this was going to happen. Aki’s a bitch, but I don’t think she called Masamune that name when they were kids. Koiwai got jealous that this chubby kid was getting attention from Aki. One night while Aki was in bed sick, Koiwai dressed in disguise as Aki and called Masamune “Pig’s Foot”. Koiwai is the one that started it all. Because of her, Aki never saw Masamune again and had to suffer her parents divorcing on her own. Because of her, the chubby doppelganger with Masamune’s name is inching closer to Aki. Because of her, Masamune dropped the weight. In one way that’s a good thing, but then you remember what a complete narcicist this guy is as a result.

LICENSE: If I remember correctly, Masamune-kun was property of Crunchyroll all those years ago and they did give it an English dub eventually with people like Josh Grelle and Morgan Garrett. Fast-forward to six years later and we get same-day dubs and the entire English cast returning to voice these categories. Okay, bravo Crunchyroll. You did not fuck around and change the cast with your weird union-hating shit-fits you guys have been having.

UMM…HOW DO I TALK ABOUT THIS?!: Gasou being female. I seriously can’t remember if this was known when the first season aired. Was this revealed? Did the manga reveal this back in 2017 or did it come later? And they even kept the same person to voice Gasou in the dub, even after knowing this fact. Remind me again, who voices Gasou in Japane…Mitsuki Saiga, never mind! That woman can voice anything. The point of this babbling is that this came out of left-field and smacked me in the face.

SHIPPING PART II: Before we hit the halfway point, Masamune got a resolution from the past. Aki never once called Masamune “Pig’s Foot”. The boy that Aki was fond about when she was younger was Masamune. The two wound up a couple, I guess. But is it enough for Masamune? His several-year plan of revenge has crumbled suddenly. He has no reason to hold a grudge against Aki now. Masamune could set his anger out on Koiwai, but she probably suffered enough trouble as it is. And as it stands, Gasou is no longer a candidate after it was revealed she was a female posing as a chubby boy. Again, I seriously did not see that coming. All of this might seem overwhelming to Masamune. So much so that he started developing hives shortly after dating Aki.

But then we’ve got Fujinomiya butting in. You remember her, the one that occasionally goes commando. Surprise, she also has a past experience with young (fat) Masamune. I seriously don’t even remember this in the previous season. Despite Masamune being off the market, it really doesn’t stop her (or many other girls at school) from hitting on Masamune. But give Fujinomiya some credit as she does confront Aki and asks her to drop Masamune.

And that’s where we are at. Does Masamune stay with Aki? Does he dump Aki like he originally had it planned? Will he end up with Fujinomiya? Does Koiwai have a shot?

ENDING: Soooo…is the Masamune x Aki thing going to last? Aki’s attachment to Masamune stems from childhood, but didn’t connect the dots that Masamune was that chubby kid she used to play with. Masamune was ready to make Aki taste his revenge and didn’t care if it was going to hurt her, but changed his tune when he realized that Aki was not at fault for what happened between them. Like immediately after Masamune told Aki that he was that chubby kid, they were a couple.

It's been a couple of months now. They spent Christmas together. Aki finds out that Masamune wanted revenge against her and Masamune develops a case of hives. They spent Valentine’s Day together. And then came White Day. Koiwai ends up telling Aki the truth about everything with Masamune and “Pig’s Foot”. Aki takes Masamune to a drug store to confront an old bully of Masamune’s. Then came Masamune to give his White Day present to Aki…and she declines it. This one decline led to Aki to break things off from Masamune. The aftermath of the breakup went as follows.

Masamune ditches school and essentially leaves his mother and sister to take refuge at his grandfather’s. This of course, shattered Masamune’s loli momma. At school, his friends were concerned as they were led to believe that Masamune was sick. It wasn’t until the fourth day of his absence where Aki reveals that they broke up. Koiwai wasn’t even told about this, that’s how that went. Koiwai went after Fujinomiya as she thinks it was her interfering that caused something between the couple. It seems like Aki has put a lot of thought into her decision. She confronted Koiwai and yeah, Koiwai likes Masamune.

So, Koiwai took the trip to the countryside to meet up with Masamune. She greeted him with a kiss on the lips. So…I guess that means these two are a couple.

The final episode begins with the new school year. Aki’s decision to let Masamune go and Koiwai to have him was starting to come with a lot of regret. Even seeing him in class and lunchtime was starting to wane on her nerves. Aki’s next move came with chopping off her long hair. Yeah, whether heartbreak, a massive defeat, or an unexplainable accident, these things happen in anime. After this impulsive move, Koiwai sends Aki to their homeroom class to meet Masamune. There, she sees a letter addressed to her. Masamune met up with Aki and we learn that Masamune turned down Koiwai when she came all that way to release her feelings. Now that some time has passed and both know the truth behind everything, Masamune thinks it’s the best time to ask Aki out.

He kisses her. She slaps him. They’re a couple again.

We end the episode with the culture festival. The end of the festival anyways with the Bon dance.

Okay, after my disinterest of the first couple of episodes waned, I think I’m satisfied with what went down this season. I actually have a much bigger gripe. It’s just that I really hate it when I watch an anime over 5 years ago that really didn’t leave that big of an impression on me and then it all of a sudden comes back for a new season and I gotta remember every freakin’ detail from this. And that’s been happening a lot lately as I had to remember Black Butler stuff from over 10 years ago, Kimi ni Todoke stuff from 13 years ago, and Spice and Wolf stuff that happened 15 years ago. Help, I’m drowning!

As for this story, it was fine. Even though I didn’t read ahead about the whole Pig’s Foot debacle, I had a feeling that Koiwai was behind it all. I don’t know why, maybe because of her relationship with Masamune in the first season where she would continuously call him “Pig’s Foot” that I felt it. I guess I’m just relieved that this whole matter got settled halfway into the second season and we can actually see Masamune be with the woman he thought he hated and see if this relationship is going to last or fall apart. Oh well, alls well that ends well.

If you want to see a revenge to romance story, Redo of Healer is available on…Oops, let’s start that again.

If you would like to see a faux-harem, check out Alya Sometimes Hides her…Oops, what the hell am I reviewing again?

Masamune-kun’s Revenge is available on Crunchyroll.

[dialga64bitz]

Ok so this shit is pretty bad so TW for shit like (NSFW talk and minors drawing NSFW) this is shit that happened to me specifically, I'm just talking about it cuz people clown on this specific youtuber but no one brings up the actual insane drama this guy got into.

Ok proceed at your own risk with those TWs in mind.

(Minors don't read, this shit is too fucked)

Ok so, when I was 11 I was very autistic about the youtube channel SuperMarioLogan (he didn't do anything to me dw but you'll see why I'm mentioning him), so much so that I often interacted with the community, mostly the reviewers as I loved watching YouTube reviews at the time.

Keep in mind I was there from the ages 11-13 and was raised very chronically online, so I did alot of stupid shit, mostly just cringe fanart of two specific SML centric channels, one named Rev and the other flamey. Through those two I discovered the subject of today's discussion, Dabhdude. Looking back this guy's content was- something, honestly watching him is the same vibe as watching like 2015 MrEnter or some shit, dude would rage so hard over these damn plush videos and he had this nerd emoji ass voice. Knowing me I probably watched him to seem cool and mature cuz dude was homophobic and transphobic so I doubt he liked me very much lol.

So Dabhdude was friends with the youtuber I mentioned prior, Rev and Flamey, the latter in particular he had alluded to not getting along with.

Something something Flamey annoyed him or whatever the fuck.

So Dabhdude was like "yea, me and Flamey are gonna do a PUBLIC debate."

If you're over the age of like- 13 or have at least 2 working braincells you should know doing public debates over friend drama is, 1: stupid, 2: petty and 3: SHOULD BE IN PRIVATE!!! The internet is not your jury to decide which of your friends is in the wrong. I'm sure most of you know that or at least you should know that.

Anyways dude literally hypes up this fucking debate (which keep in mind again is just friend drama) by making trailer videos to it. Dab is telling all his followers about this, most of them being minors like I was.

Day of the debate rolls around and...it's a shit show, some claims against Dab were more serious than others, some valid points were made under some non vaild ones, like I really don't care and didn't need to know Dab's fucking penis size and how he lied about it but thanks ig.

The big debate ender claim comes up: Dab is a hypocrite

Why is he a hypocrite? So Dab held himself as a Christian man, a dude who hated sin and also hated self pleasure (ie: masterbation) but had apparently admitted to jacking off to porn of princess peach.

The stream didn't stay up much longer after that as the entire thing dissolved into chaos.

His girlfriend broke up with him (me and her being friends at the time). I'm not sure why exactly they broke up, I'm not gonna throw around any assumptions but everyone in his community fucked HATED her like really fucking hated her to a weird ass degree. You might be asking how we know this, Dab literally uploaded a video telling everyone the personal shit.

WE DON'T NEED TO KNOW THIS.

Anyways days later he shit talks her on a live stream interview with former SML cast member Zeke. In the livestream even Zeke told him to get over her cuz they were literally in an interview.

Btw his girlfriend isn't safe either cuz she asked me to draw NSFW when I was literally 13, shits crazy. I'm not saying this to get her in trouble if anyone who knew her ever finds this, I don't really care anymore. I'm just using this to show no one involved is free from any criticism.

I don't watch Dab anymore mostly cuz he makes shit brained content for children who wanna be cool. He's had ties to another infamous person, the creator of LoveSick, the yandere simulator successor, they'd also often get into long stupid brain dead debates.

2018 sucked, don't follow SML youtubers lol.

Y'all fine if I rant about some absolutely wack shit that happened to me when I was like 13?

[1d1195]

Made to be V

The rest of the story: Made to be

Warnings: very fluffy and a lot of kissing

Essentially, he told her the entirety of all his past relationships: he had a few girlfriends and came home to meet his mum. There wasn’t anything wrong with the relationships, but it never progressed much further than that. There was hardly a story to tell about any of them.

But for her?

Oh, there was going to be a novel. An epilogue. A sequel. Poems, songs, and a movie would be written about her.

Holidays

“Harry didn’t know what size you were,” Gemma said with an eye roll. “Refused to snoop through your laundry for us,” she smirked. Harry flicked his sister on the cheek. “Mum, he assaulted me!” She said rubbing her cheek. She giggled at the sibling display and Harry leaned over and kissed her cheek sloppily, licking her egregiously, causing Gemma to fake gag. “Are you going to do something about your son?”

“No,” Anne grinned.

Gemma turned her gaze back to the poor girl subject to these family shenanigans. “She loves him more because he’s the baby. Always gets his way.”

Anne rolled her eyes and sipped from her wine glass while she nibbled on some of the snacks spread on the coffee table in between the pairs of them. “Oh, like you’re not the princess,” Harry scoffed.

“I’m the oldest too,” she remarked to Gemma. “Babies are the worst,” she winked at Harry.

“Kitten!” He said pressing a hand over his heart. “I’m...” he looked so betrayed, even if it was pretend. It made her heart flutter, and she wrinkled her nose at Harry so cutely he could have passed out. He loved her banter, it fit right in with his family—his three favorite women in one room.

“Thank you, love,” Gemma said reaching across the coffee table to pat her on the leg and settle her glass down. It nearly killed Harry to have her seated so far away, but it was probably for the best. He might not have been able to control himself long enough to interact with his family while seated next to her. His family was close, but he wasn’t ready to make out with her in front of them and right now, kissing her until he was breathless was all he could think about. “The point is, if they don’t fit, we bought a different size and can return them later,” she explained.

“I wasn’t going t’go through her laundry,” he rolled his eyes. “Very invasive of you.”

“We’re one of those matching pajama families,” Anne explained for her benefit while the siblings argued. “Don’t feel obligated. But if you want to match, you can,” she smiled sweetly. “We didn’t want you to feel excluded. You’re always welcome here, love,” she promised simply.

Anne said it as if she said it to everyone that showed up on her doorstep (and maybe she did, she seemed like the most welcoming mother and person in the world). But she was still overcome with emotion. She always did well with moms. She couldn’t even say a bad thing about her ex’s mom. Despite her son being Harry’s worst enemy, she always made her feel welcomed, even after that first year of not knowing she was in a relationship with her son. She always felt at home when she was at his parents’ house and if she thought for a little longer, toward the end of their relationship she might have liked his family more than she liked him.

But naturally, she was actively in love with Harry. For her to love his family as well was more than she could have hoped for in such a short time. They did adore her as Harry said they did and would. Anne was wonderful, of course. Opening her house and intimate holiday up to a total stranger that Harry had just sprung on her no more than three weeks ago. She seemed to know exactly what to say to her when any subject seemed to get touchy (not that there was many—but there was a dicey conversation over what was better chocolate or coffee, and Harry and Gemma were ready to start a full-on battle). She had a plethora of snacks and drinks that eased all worries. It didn’t make a difference to her if she was all dolled up or not. Anne even told her how beautiful she looked fresh from bed, and she wished she had her naturally wavy hair. Her compliments were so heartfelt. It was impossible to not feel right at home in Harry’s house. “That’s...very kind of you, thank you.”

“Harry wakes us all up at sunrise to open presents like a toddler,” Gemma further explained before Anne could speak again.

He rolled his eyes. “I like Christmas, Gem,” he said.

She giggled and Harry’s heart softened at the sound, and he smiled at her so beautifully it made his mom and sister disappear from the room. She felt very warm with his gentle look on her face. Taking a sip of her wine was the only thing she could remember to do so as not to combust from Harry’s attention. She wondered if his mom and sister noticed—although it didn’t look like it was possible to miss it. Harry was mesmerized by the sweet girl. His family knew it the moment he crossed the threshold with the beautiful, darling girl beside him.

“Mum usually makes a frozen pizza the night before Christmas. Saves us from eating too much in preparation for the big day,” Gemma told her. “We didn’t know what kind of pizza you’d like though, so we got three different kinds. Harry didn’t want to pressure you, said you would get all out of sorts being made a fuss of,” Gemma rolled her eyes. “Do you have a preference?” She asked.

He was right, of course. However, the three pizzas felt like more of a fuss than just asking what kind of pizza she liked. It nearly sent her spiraling. “Gemma, kindly shut up,” he said sweetly knowing implicitly that she was going to go practically crazy being made into a fuss. Fortunately, Harry didn’t have to worry because he heard that adorable light laughter he admired so much and knew that she wasn’t going to spin out of control at the thought of having to decide what pizza she wanted.

But she didn’t think she would after all because much like Harry, his mother and sister were so, so nice.

She already adored Gemma. She liked the way she bickered with Harry. It kept him humble. Someone should be able to keep him humble because it certainly wasn’t going to be her. Harry walked on water for her, he was perfect in every way and his sister made sure he never knew how special he was—at least not enough to give him an ego. Much like her mother, she was also extremely complimentary. Gemma loved every article of clothing she wore over the last two days kindly demanded they go shopping together the next time she visited Harry. She loved her American accent and her kind demeanor. Gemma asked about books she liked read, how she got into teaching, and when her birthday was. She was perfect and made her feel so at home as well, just like her brother.

“Uh...no, no preference. I like all pizza,” she promised.

“So easy going,” Gemma smirked and headed for the kitchen.

“Can I help at all?” She asked standing immediately. Harry and his mother made eye contact and look passed between them. Without time to process, she headed after Gemma anyway. Anne caught her by the hand as soon as she reached the back of the sofa. She felt like she was doing something wrong, and she knew that look between Harry and his mother meant something. She felt her face warm under their gazes. She didn’t know what, but it felt like she was intruding, and she wanted to help Gemma in the kitchen, desperately.

“Love, just sit and enjoy your stay, please,” she said softly, reassuring her that there was nothing wrong, everything was okay. “Really, let me refill your glass,” she said and plucked the glasses from the table and headed after her daughter. Harry smiled patting the sofa beside him and there wasn’t a place on earth she would ever to turn away her chance to sit next to Harry. He was all happy grins as she situated herself beside him. He immediately pressed his hand on her thigh and gave it a small squeeze. It shot right through all the veins in her legs and directly to her heart that skipped a beat at his touch. “Sorry ‘bout Gem,” he rolled his eyes.

“M'sisters are going to eat you alive, Mr. Styles,” she promised with the laugh he adored so much. His eyes were trained on her, and she looked back unable to turn from him—even if she wanted to look away. Somehow, Harry got his smile to be brighter than it already was. His dimple was so deep she was surprised his cheek didn’t burst from the pressure of it aching around the dip in his face.

“I can’t wait t’meet them,” he said sweetly. It was so warm the way he said it. He meant it, not that she thought he didn’t. But to hear him say it was everything she could hope for. Wanting to meet her crazy family and not minding if they ate him alive.

She blushed. “They’re...very different than Gemma,” she said. “They’re not going to be as sweet—”

“Well, love, m’not sure where you’ve been the past few days...but Gem has not been sweet.”

She rolled her eyes and placed her hand on top of his. It was getting easier and very comfortable to touch Harry. She thought about weaning herself off touching him already even after the short amount of time only because she couldn’t help herself. If she wasn’t careful, she was going to be like her students at school: unable to keep themselves away from each other and being asked to separate by adults. And unlike the teens that found a way around it at school, they weren’t going to have a choice.

But here in England, in the privacy of Harry’s house, she was more than happy to oblige and keep their hands connected. He released her leg to hold her hand, bring her fingers to his lips and kiss them gently, sweetly. Little pecks that lit small little fires all through her hand, aching her heart. “Did I do something wrong?” She asked softly. “When I went to help Gem?”

His eyebrows pinched together, and he brought their entwined hands to his own lap and shook his head. “Nothing comes t’mind,” he smirked.

“You and your mom looked at each other when I offered.”

Harry never thought he was one to embarrass easily. Silly things of course: tripping in public or not understanding one of his student’s jokes for way longer than he should have. But she made him feel warm at least once a day. His cheeks pinked and he looked off shyly for a minute before turning back to her. “Y’caught that, hmm?” He smiled lovingly at her and gave her hand another squeeze.

“Well, yeah. You couldn’t miss it. Was there a tradition I broke? Or did I ruin—”

“My God kitten, d’you think I’d’ve brought you here if I thought you’d ruin the holiday?” He asked with an eye roll and shake of his head. He sighed deeply. He knew why she felt that way. She had spent at the last four months—and maybe longer, he had no way of knowing and he was glad he didn’t know how long it went on for—feeling like she couldn’t do anything right and at every turn she made mistake that was under careful watch, and she didn’t even know if she was being observed or doing something wrong.

She was silent for a moment while Harry tilted his head at her, and he looked at her so wholly it melted her into the couch. She stayed silent because she was worried she would start crying if she tried to say anything. Anything that fell from her lips might be an embarrassing confession or she would start begging Harry to marry her and never, ever leave her.

“S’never really come up, kitten. But ‘ve had a few girlfriends come home before. None have ever offered t’help with anything like you do. Mum never wanted their help, but she thinks it says a lot ‘bout a person,” he explained. “I never really thought ‘bout it, t’be honest,” he shrugged. “But...you offered t’help so many times and ‘ve only been here two days...had other girls here for...a couple weeks,” maybe she should have felt jealous, but she didn’t. She simply didn’t care about other girls in Harry’s life. She was here and now. They lived together already. He had known her only three months and he invited her to Christmas. He told her he was in love with her despite everything in her crazy life.

“S’jus’...” he shook his head. “M’not making sense,” he said softly, and his eyes finally met hers again. She hadn’t moved her gaze from him. “M’jus’ really happy you’re here,” he finished giving her hand another squeeze. But she did understand. Harry was different than any guy she knew. He adored her and she would never ask but she knew he would move mountains for her. It meant a lot to him that she was willing to help his mom. It meant a lot that she was there and cared about Harry and his family. “You could never ruin anything, angel,” he promised. “Especially not here.”

She didn’t know what to say. Everything felt so good here, almost like it was too much. “Are you alright, love?” He asked when she was quiet for longer than he thought she would be. It had been so long since anyone had ever said anything so sweet to her that wasn’t her mom. Harry made her feel so good and whole. It was like she was breathing fresh air for the first time in her life. He made her feel like she was at the top of a mountain at sunrise, the first sign of light after a big snowstorm, or the way the moon rose on the horizon in the middle of the ocean. He made her feel like she could just breathe for the first time in almost a decade. She felt like she couldn’t do anything wrong by him.

“Could you kiss me, please?” She asked softly, her voice so small and shy. Harry could have cried if she wasn’t so sweet. When his mum and sister weren’t in the next room, he would be sure to tell her as long as she never asked him to leave, he would never deny her a kiss or a touch or really anything her heart wanted or asked for. She could have whatever she wanted of Harry, and he would do anything to please her.

A surprised chuckle escaped his lips and he nodded. “Yeah, love. I can do that,” he said bringing his other hand to the side of her face that seared her skin in the best way. He kissed her gently, a brush of his lips between hers. It still felt so new but already felt like home when they kissed. She sighed with relief at the feel of his mouth on hers. It felt like she had broken the seal of kisses upstairs in his childhood bedroom and she was awaiting as many as she could get her lips on.

He pulled away and pressed another kiss to the bridge of her nose and then one to her forehead. “Later,” he said softly in her ear and pulled her toward him, so her body was snug against his. His mum and Gemma were reentering the room with three frozen pizzas and four glasses of wine. She jumped up from Harry’s embrace taking plates and a pizza from the two women.

“Jeez Harry, can’t get off y’lazy butt?” Gemma smirked at him.

He rolled his eyes as she passed Harry the glasses of wine she took from his mom. “Gemma, quit making me look bad.”

“You do that all on your own,” she said.

“My goodness, children,” Anne sighed. “But yes, Harry you shouldn’t make the poor girl wait on you hand and foot.”

“Thank you,” Gemma said knowingly.

She blushed and looked at Harry with that cute little nose crinkle of hers, melting Harry to bits on the sofa. “Thank you, kitten,” he said softly as she handed him a slice of pizza.

*

Harry didn’t want to make assumptions about sleeping in bed with her again, so he started to make the makeshift bed on the floor again while she brushed her teeth. She came back with her hair pulled into a braid and the pajamas that matched his. He had never seen anything so sweet in his life except for the way her eyebrows pressed together making her look distraught. “You’re not gonna sleep in the bed?” She asked. Harry smirked and immediately she threw a hand over her mouth. “Oh my God,” she whispered looking at the floor and hiding her face from Harry.

“Um...I didn’t want t’presume,” he said softly. “I...I can sleep in the bed, if y’want.”

“Made it abundantly obvious what I want, I guess,” she grumbled.

He chuckled. “Kitten, I would ‘ve asked myself if y’gave me the chance t’ask,” he promised with an impish grin on his lips.

“You’re awfully cheeky, Mr. Styles,” she grumbled. “Maybe you should sleep on the floor.”

“Would be worth it.” Rolling her eyes, she climbed into bed and held the blanket up for Harry to climb in beside her. The already familiar squeak greeted them, and Harry shifted so she was wrapped up close to him. He couldn’t see her face as she was tucked below his chin allowing for her to get fresh air even though she was trapped against his body. She had her arm linked near his, underneath the pillows and her other arm tucked close between their bodies resting near his chest. “S’this okay?” He asked. She nodded silently. “Are y’okay, love?” He asked.

“We have the same pajamas,” she said softly. Of course, they both knew that—she looked better in them, Harry would admit it.

“D’you want me t’change?” He asked.

She flicked his chest and ignored his joke. “S’nice,” she whispered into the dark. “You...you make me feel...like...” she huffed just barely in frustration. “I just feel really good around you, Harry,” she breathed.

He smiled weakly not wanting to make her feel weird for the confession. He didn’t mind in the slightest, but he knew she felt a little awkward about being so open and in love so quickly after leaving her relationship not even a month ago. He didn’t want to harp on it and make her more uncomfortable. He just wanted her to be herself and for her to enjoy his company as much as Harry enjoyed hers. Instead, he brought his hand up to the side of her neck and gently tilted her head back so he could pretend he could see her face in the darkening room running his thumb across her lips so he could feel where they were when he gave her his next direction. “M’gonna kiss you now,” he warned her.

She smiled against the pad of his thumb and gave a simple nod. “Please.”

*

“Love, please get in the picture,” Anne said softly. Gemma had nearly berated her for suggesting she wouldn’t be in the picture of the four of them in matching pajamas early in the morning. (It wasn’t sunrise, but Harry did wake everyone with the promise of his homemade pancakes.)

“I-I will!” She pleaded and avoided all the hands tugging her toward their little group so she could be in the picture. “But how often do you get a picture of just the three of you?” She asked. Harry smirked and tucked himself into his mum’s side knowing there was no use in arguing with the pretty angel. “I promise I’ll get in the next one.”

“This is ridiculous,” Gemma grumbled but smiled, nonetheless.

“Don’t be a sourpuss,” Harry mumbled under his breath.

They obligingly let her take a few photos of just the three of them and as much as they complained, he knew they were grateful. They didn’t have a lot of photos of the three of them, she was right, of course. Really it was so special to have a Christmas together and Harry’s heart was bursting with love for her and her sweet self.

While Gemma was setting up the timer for the four of them and she settled back against Harry’s side in front of the tree, he was exceedingly grateful for the feel of her against his body. Of course, it had barely been an hour since they left the warmth of the small bed. But to be so close while they slept made it feel like she belonged there attached at his hip. She belonged among his family and of course all the presents. Harry knew she was better than all the presents he was going to get today. Getting to wake up beside her and pepper her sweet face with little kisses was more than he could have asked for the next ten Christmases and then some. She had smiled as his lips breathed the obligatory Happy Christmas against her flushed skin and he continued his torrent of pecks along her hair line while she was barely awake.

“Merry Christmas, Harry,” she said softly. “Didn’t see any mistletoe in here,” she murmured as he kissed all over her face, getting a few kisses on her lips while she spoke.

“Do y’want me t’stop?” He asked with a grin but never halting the kisses in between the words.

“Never, ever,” she sighed softly and rested her head back on her pillow while Harry continued to kiss her perfect face.

The smile on his face had to have been growing while Gemma got the second picture timer up. As his sister settled into her spot again, he pressed a kiss to the lovely girl’s cheek, just in time for the snapshot. He was hoping at the very least Gemma could crop it and he could frame the very first picture of them together.

*

It was decided that Harry’s entire family adored her, possibly more than they adored him, and quite certainly more than they ever liked any of his other girlfriends. They weren’t shy about it, and they asked him where they were hiding her all this time he had been in the states. They weren’t privy to the fact he had only met her just this year. Not that he was hiding it, but it was definitely something to explain in the middle of a busy holiday.

Thanks to Harry’s family tree quiz, she remembered everyone’s name with ease. She spent much of the night trying to engage in conversation with everyone. The entire time Harry saw her interacting with his family he just couldn’t believe how simple and easy it was to have someone he adored so much fit so effortlessly in his life. Harry wasn’t crazy when it came to relationships. Essentially, he told her the entirety of all his past relationships: he had a few girlfriends and came home to meet his mum. There wasn’t anything wrong with the relationships, but it never progressed much further than that. There was hardly a story to tell about any of them.

But for her?

Oh, there was going to be a novel. An epilogue. A sequel. Poems, songs, and a movie would be written about her. He said it to her at least twice before and he never meant it lightly, she was made to be in his life. Every part of it. She was perfect in every way.

Harry is so glad she said yes to coming here because knowing what he knew now, how easy it was to have her around his family, he would have begged. He wouldn’t have even cared if it seemed silly. Seeing her now, smiling and laughing at the people he adored most in the world all together and happy...he could hardly stand it.

“She’s lovely, Harry,” Mum said softly to him wrapping an arm around her tall son. She looked up at him with a smile. “You make her very happy,” she said.

“She makes me very happy,” he replied. She grinned and gave him a squeeze. She caught them staring at her and she gave a small wave while returning to her conversation with his cousins. Harry always loved Christmas. Always, always.

But every Christmas paled in comparison to Christmas with her.

*

It was tough to leave Harry’s house after feeling so at home, herself. She promised she would come back. Promised Gemma she would take her shopping the next moment she set foot in America. Promised she would keep Harry grounded and humble, too. But she didn’t think he needed it.

She wasn’t sure what Harry had told Anne about her situation, she assumed he must have told her something. But if he did, she never mentioned anything up until she was getting a hug goodbye at the airport. “Harry better not lose you,” she said softly. She smiled nervously and felt her cheeks warm at her sentiment. Anne took her hand and squeezed it between hers and she smiled gently. “I know he saved you, but you saved him, too, love,” she reminded her

The thought of responding to that made her want to cry. So, she swallowed around the lump in her throat and just nodded not fully believing the words but how was she supposed to deny the woman that knew Harry better than anyone? Harry had said the same thing to her, but she didn’t see how that was possible. Anne winked at her as Harry gave her another hug and she shook her head away of all the overwhelming emotions and gave Gemma another hug before Harry was ushering them through the busy airport once more.

*

“I thought we’d spend the New Year in our apartment,” Harry said bitterly. She grabbed his hand as he bristled angrily about the stupid delays that had plagued their flight back home. She was getting sleepy as the hours drew on, but she had read a good chunk of her book, holding Harry’s hand in his while they lounged in the airport. Not many people were flying on this holiday eve, so they were able to spread their belongings on the floor to make a makeshift couch of their bags at their feet and slouched in the airport chairs. “M’sorry, kitten.”

“What are you apologizing for, Harry?” She giggled sweetly putting her book back in her bag and turning to him. “You brought me to your family’s holiday, got me way too many presents—”

“Didn’t get y’nearly enough,” he grumbled angrily.

“—and I got to hear all those great stories about you from your family, and it’s not like you delayed the plane,” she said knowingly.

He shrugged, annoyed by the circumstance. “Jus’ feel bad.”

She squeezed his hand but nodded understandingly. “I hope not for me.”

He smiled shaking his head and brought her fingers to his lips to press a kiss to her knuckles. She had never really noticed hand holding before, but she really liked holding Harry’s hand. Every time he kissed the top of her hand or the tips of her fingers she felt like the most special girl in the world. “Who else, m’love?”

She rolled her eyes. “Silly,” she said softly. “I don’t mind. It’s just more time I get to spend with you,” she reminded him. His heart warmed at her comment. She thoroughly enjoyed spending time with him as much as he loved to be around her. Going back to work, even lucky enough to be separated by the hallway between them, was going to be a nightmare to be apart.

“Hadn’t thought of it like that, kitten...but we’d be at home together anyway?” He phrased it as a question.

She felt her face heat up at his quick realization. “Uh...yeah, but we’d be sleeping. This way we get to be awake,” she said.

“Yeah, but s’gonna be past midnight, angel,” he said with a frown. “We don’t get t’watch the ball drop or have a proper sleepy kiss before bed,” he mumbled at the end.

She tilted her head at him. “Um...but we get to kiss on the plane at midnight...and I think that’s...I didn’t know I had a bucket list item like that, but apparently I do.”

Harry smiled at her, his face sleepy and ready for bed but he was happy about her idea. He hadn’t thought of the prospect of kissing her sweetly on the plane over an ocean between his two favorite countries. He planned to be the end of her terrible year and start off a whole new one that would be sure to leave her heart happy and content. “Such a smart girl, kitten,” he whispered and brought his face closer to her lips. He bumped his nose against hers and kissed her lips quickly. “Gonna try and save the kiss for midnight,” he winked.

She grinned and felt her cheeks warm at his flirting. “M’not sure I will last that long without a kiss,” she said taking note of the time on her watch and looking away nervously. Like he would actually fault her for wanting to kiss him more than just at midnight.

Harry smiled brightly. “Don’t worry kitten, could never make you want,” he told her and pressed a kiss to her forehead and then one long one to her lips without a care for anyone else in the whole airport.

*

When they were finally boarded, snug in their seats, and listening to the people count down from ten she wondered if anyone else felt like they were made to be kissing the most perfect person they’d ever met. She wondered if their kiss would have felt different if she didn’t ask for one more (four more times) while they waited to board. And she wondered if it would be different if they had that sleepy kiss Harry talked about having at home when they got back.

But as it had been for the last few days, she couldn’t wonder or think about anything while Harry kissed her so deeply that it cured every heartache in her soul and it didn’t matter if those other kisses would have been better, because this one was perfect.

“Happy New Year, love,” he said quietly against her lips.

[minzart]

Hi, how are you? Have you been taking care of yourself? I hope you have!

Anyway, for the 'Bad beginnings AU' I was wondering, what would happen during the Ghost marriage event? Cause personally I like to think that Yuu totally wins the 'Composition' I think this is how it goes:

Eliza: STUPID, ALL OF YOU ARE IDIOTS!

Yuu, being pushed to the front by Crowley: Uhmmm, Madam Eliza. If I may, I don't have a kingdom, a wolf or a castle, but I'm here to ask you, and I mean it from the bottom of my heart, will you marry me?

Vil: They'll blow it-

Eliza: Hmmmm, YES!

Ghosts: What

Yuu: What

Everyone: What

You don't have to do this, but if you can please do, thank and take care!

Trying my best wich isn't a lot but it's enough :D

Also thank you for asking and my deepest apology for the long wait

Shoroud was in trouble, bigg trouble, he literally just wanted his game for seven sake, he had things to do! Games to play! Movies to see and cameras to watch! He can't be stays trapped here with a goddamed gosth bride THAT WANTS TO MARRY HIM OF ALL FUCKING PEOPLE!

His selfsteen doesn't need more blows in it hell, only a dead person showed interest in him, it that was the bar then what could he even do if he ever daydreamed of having the littlest of chances with the magicless annoyance that was the janit-wearenotgettingintothatyet, goddamed it he could feel and see the pink sparks in his hair.

... were are they bringing him anyway?

[Meanwhile at Ramshackle]

Yuu was trying their best to not be kicked out of the only place they could sleep, bc seven know the headmaster wouldn't provide another room and all seven dorm leaders are dieing for the chance to have them in their grasp and lord knows very well Yuu couldn't take more of their daily weird bullshit than they already take

So if what it takes to stay in their only home is negotiating with... ghosts... great....

"Look what a second! Please! Listen! I-"

"NO MORE WAIT! Our princess needs her room for our stay to her wedding! She has waited too much already!"

"DOES SHE NEEDS A SERVANT?!"

".... what? She has many already"

"Buttttt one more couldn't hurt right? I already do many chores here, I have experience then! And and and! I heard that there's going to be a wedding! I could help her with... wedding stuff... right..."

"... the groom is a living being..."

Yuu sweats, the ghost guard continues to concider

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As the time comes for the boys to storm in the weeding, Yuu makes sure the preparation and food is editable for the groom, wich means, Idia, trapped as he may be, is having the most stressful evening of all time, for his crush looks like a servant... and by the seven they look so good and proper and this is the longest they both have been alone... together

It's silent, mostly at least, Yuu cleans and, most times, tries to make themselfs useful, even if the ghosts already did all there is to do, and then there was Eliza... oh dearest ghost princess, sweet and kind, even if she's a little bit too obsessed with the idea of a perfect prince

The stories Yuu hears are of her past, of loves never blossoming and kindness ever lasting. And the few interaction they had had been... good.

For running and felling always watched, with Eliza they felt almost at peace, so a bit of their true personality shines at her presence, tired, hardworker, soft, and so much more

And Eliza... she takes such a liking to Yuu, they speak as in fear of anger, wich makes them clearer in their words, and their eyes, tired eyes screaming gratitude at her, as if she's a goddess of eternal mercy, her subjects always said she was/is such a kind person, but they have always lived in her reing, not knowing hardships of another ruler, Yuu whoever... Yuu confirms to her, how her kindness is true... so much alike... a love of a servant to their mistress...

And Idia, he's in awe, he saw it, shining brighter than any star, rarer than any character he has wished for, Yuu's smile... oh he wishes he had a cellphone, he wishes the ghost apearence didn't interfere with the cameras, he prays to hear their laugh... but the burning feeling of jealousy... Eliza... not only is she trying to speared him of Yuu but she... the glimmer of want... he knows it well, as a distorted mirror in a sweet face, she wants Yuu... wants them as he and many other wants them... and... she has them...

That smile was never show, never seen, never existed to any others after Yuu had finaly understood how things work at school, too soon for any of them to see their true self... but Eliza... merely a day has passed and she has already cracked them... a smile... Idia wonders... if he accept the proposal... would Yuu came too?

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They were there...

The boys saw at the right side of the so famous Ghost Bride, Yui hasn't been seen I'm campus for a day, they tried to argue with headmaster about the insue, to unburden them and scearch for the poor magicless handyman of the school... but there they are...

Proper, quiet, servant of Eliza, and desire of thousands... oh how lovely how cruel, how... perfect. Why act, if it can be true? They glanced at Yuu at every sentence, a clearly attempt to signal to them, this can be us, this will be us... can you picture it Yuu?

Oh Idia is fuming, he knows what they are doing, each and every single one of them were rejected, Yuu continues silent during it all, eyes downcast, but then... he felt something droping in his hand, small, cold... circular. A whisper in the loveliest sound made his spine tremble "propose"

His breath was rapidly, his face contorted in a frown only to hold the panic and euphoria inside... Yuu smelled like lavender, their hand harsh from work but in their head such a cleaver being... how can he let Yuu down? Not after that... not after he felt Yuu's breath in his neck and hand in his even for a brief moment

"T-that's not fair..."

"Oh? Did you said something love?"

"I mean-Shouldn'tIproposetoo?"

"What?"

"Princess, I think your prince has been overtaken with jealousy" Yuu interfered, bowing gently and placing their hand in Idia's shoulder, if they felt him tremble they didn't say "Perhaps letting him propose would quell these feelings"

The whole hall echos with "WHAT???"

"has he accepted his fate?"

"ARE YOU TELLING ME WE WASTED TIME AND EFFORT FOR NOTHING?! "

"my skills wasted for nothing"

"He has lost it"

"A... proposal?"

"I... never understood how someone in the real world could make the kinds of actions Videogame characters did so flawlessly in games. Saying their love out lound so noisy... but with you it almost seems possible, heh. I dream of whisking you away like in "the queen of the underworld" your voice your laugh everything about you hunts me to my very core" his eyes focused beyond Eliza, boring into Yuu's soul, his smile sharpens and his hair sparkles tiny amber's of pink

"I-I... I want to-tobewithyouforethernity I-i" trembling he gets on one knee"w-wouldyouhavemeasyourplayer2?" Presenting the rin

"STOP THE WEDDING!"

The shout frightens all, Idia drops the ring, only for Yuu dive fro it grabbing the princess hand and sliding it into the proper finger "sorry"

The ghosts disappears

"At least the headmaster didn't lie about it... this ring realy does send the ghosts back..." turning to Idia Yuu gives him a sheepish smile "you did great... Idia Shroud was it?"

He can't stop replaying that smile over and over again in his mind... it was for him...

Asks for the AUs are still closed

[tarnishedxknight]

Basch nodded back in return. "Aye," he said simply. It was a bit of an indirect admission by both of them that... well they were adults who knew their own limits and did not need policing by the other. He was fine with that, knowing that sky pirates only tended to come in two varieties with regard to their level of openness: you either knew their entire life story over a single ale, or you never even learned their real name. Everren... seemed to be leaning towards the second variety, although Basch did not know her well yet.

"From you?" Basch asked, his head canting a bit. "Likely far less than you imagine. My unrest... stems from worry for other matters... and people. While I've not made habit of trusting pirates, you and your friends have offered aid at a time when it was much needed. For that reason, I choose to trust you for the time being... and am content to leave it at that. I have far too much else that requires my attention to speculate on the potential disingenuousness of those who have offered aid to those I serve when few others have done the same."

Basch actually smiled at her next words, albeit rather sadly. "Times... have been dark since before you were born," he said, not at all to pull rank via age or to belittle her, but rather in agreement of just how dire things were and how deep into antiquity the roots of conflict plunged. "Or before I was, for that matter. Ivalice had been too long immersed in war. Too long... bathed in blood. It soaks the ground and chokes the plants. Smoke blots the sun. Grief and fear shatter families..."

His eyes were sad, but not for himself. He grieved for all races the war had touched. "And for all of that, I sleep little. So if I am not to sleep, I pray. To what or whom might listen, I know not. But I pray... for and end to this war. I would love very much to live to see and interact with that first generation of children not born into war." In his eyes just then, a rather innocent gleam of hope emerged, though it was immediately and pensively tempered by returning reality.

Basch's smile turned knowing when Everren all but confirmed his suspicions about her former identity, though not entirely. And he did not press for that full confirmation or for more detail. It was hers to share if she wished. "Aye..." he agreed with her. It was easy, and a comfort, to fall back into one's previous duties and purpose. But not just for the sake of them. When she reminded him that he appeared to be adhering to his own former duties, Basch glanced back at Ashelia, seeing that the restless princess had turned over onto her other side, no doubt unable to full settle down even as she slept.

"Aye," he repeated softly. "Because they were neither wages nor titles nor obligations to me. They were a calling. They were ideals I believed in... and believe in still." And, of course, there were other reasons. "I promised her father... that I would guide and protect her, should something befall him. I made that promise not as a subject or a knight, but as one man to another. As one who has already lost his family, to one for whom the princess was all he had left. His death did not release me from that promise, nor would I ever wish anything to. It is my duty, no longer as a knight or subject if she does not wish it, but simply as a person."

There was a solemnity with which he spoke. For him, this was not at all a burden. It was a desire and a path he preferred his life to take above all others.

@tarnishedxknight - continued from here

As Basch spoke, Everren finally turned her gaze to him instead of the stars, and listened in silence. Her expression blank and eyes unwavering, though her straight posture seemed almost at ease. While cautious, there was a part of her that was... rather curious. Perhaps it was a good a time as ever to induldge that curiosity and feel out the type she now journeyed with.

"I will trust you know your own capabilities and limits, then," she replied simply with a slight dip of her head - her tone a little more cordial. "And I suppose that makes us both." She doubted sleep would be coming to her that night, either, although it would not be her first sleepless night to work through. She would push through it, she knew, and could nap during their rests in the morrow if she so needed to. Although... "And how much, I wonder, does your unrest stem from us?"

Everren's voice lacked any hostility or scorn, and she canted her head as she studied him. Her features changing to reveal a little more emotion - an openness in her curious gaze. She was far from affronted by Basch's uncertainty in her, Balthier, and Fran. She knew not everyone took kindly to sky pirates for a reason - especially someone of his background. And, if he didn't wish to speak of it, she then turned her head to gaze out once more. "Of course, times are darker now than ever. Far too dark for the mind to rest easily without completely burdened."

A slow sigh escaped her lips as she shook her head, more to herself, and felt her heart grow heavy. How long had she tricked herself into believing she could keep running? How far did she think she could go before Archadia came creeping back into herself like the shadows? Perhaps they had damned themselves the moment they decided Rabanastre under Archadian occupation a fit place for a bit of treasure. Perhaps...

She turned her head slightly as Basch spoke again, but did not look at him. It was a strange observation for him to call out if he had no intention of forcing her to speak of it, yet... she found it hard to let it bother her. She knew it was true - knew she had not so easily shaken her duties as Balthier had. A part of her was tempted to simply let his attempt at conversation fall short - to dismiss him with silence. She doubted he came from a place of accusation or disdain, and with her own inquiry still fresh...

Her head shook with a faint, humorless chuckle. "Old habits are hard to shake, I reckon," Everren said dryly. "An easier comfort to behave on the familiar in face of the unknown. You hold true to your former duties, do you not?" It was a rhetorical question - an answer she had seen clearly from the moment she had met him. "If you fear you are with a deserter or coward, I can assure you, I am neither. My hand had been forced by matters personal outside of my duties." That was as far as she was willing to share. She had no intention of revealing her Archadian blood, nor had she any desire to explain what that personal matter had been. It was her embarrassment to bear, and hers alone.