#fated anon

[my-castles-crumbling]

Hey cas :), I’ve been feeling down and can’t rlly talk to anyone rn but like idk u give rlly good advice and I kinda need some :p. just a warning this kinda just seems like a bunch of nonsense high school drama (which it is but I digress). I started high school last year with like a newish group of friends, and all of said friends are queer and so am I. They’re all already out, which I love for them, but I’m not. This wasn’t an issue before, the only difference in our interaction was that they wouldn’t mention anything in front of my family and that was that. Going into high school though they’ve started to ignore my concerns. All of them either have accepting families or their parents have no way of knowing about them. Where we live there’s a tight knit community of people from the country I’m from too, and they all hapen to be very religious. I consider myself religious too, but as much as I hate it there’s a lot of deeply rooted homophobia. As much as my friends claim they understand they really don’t, I already struggle enough not speaking enough of the language, being queer is quite literally the worst thing I could be. My friends don’t get that. I’ve basically been “disowned” from some of the kids at school because of people assuming that am queer bc of my friends talking about me being gay, which I find weird but whatever. Like it sounds silly when I read it back but it’s like that’s the only thing I’m associated with now, even with my straight friends which I hate, not because im ashamed but I don’t want the fact that I happen to like girls to be my only personality trait in their eyes. This seems like an overreaction but cas when I tell you I’ve had days where I go from class to class with one specific friend (this is mainly an issue with like three people btw but like it’s worse when they’re with other people) and this girl will be basically singing to the hills about my most personal details while I’m losing my shit beginning her to shut up. And these god damn assumptions that people make about me now has ruined every romantic relationship I’ve had a chance at. Anyway I love my friends ofc but I genuinely don’t want to be out and I don’t know how to get them to understand that. Idk Cas I suck balls at making boundaries and the last time I had to do something like this the only advice that I got wax that I have a major skill issue and to get better. Idk cas, ur welcome for this juicy vent, I hope you and your partner have a lovely day, I apologize for my grammar, I fear I am fated to write like an 8 year old for the rest of my days :(. Oh! And happy new year :)

Hi hon <3

I'm so sorry that your friends aren't respecting your boundaries. It sounds like even though THEY are comfortable with being open, you aren't and that's okay.

I know you already know you need to set boundaries, but could you maybe start by setting some small ones that aren't as important? Like just as practice? That way you aren't doing anything that feels as drastic. That might make it easier. <3

I'm naming you fated anon!

[rizzanon]

silly little sanaerio that came to me in a dream (literally)

reader tries to sneak out to go to the park with caitlyn and adrien and gets caught by damien

to shut up damien reader takes him with them and they all go park tgt idfk

damien refuses to admit he wanted to just spend time with reader , he wasnt actually gonna snitch

when sneaking back in they all domino onto eachother (reader walks in first then stops beecause ruh roh they got caught) and damien bumps into reader, caitlyn bumps into adrien and eyeah

tgis prollh doesng make sensw idk what im on abt tyoing this half aslddp

-🍰

HELLO WHAT?? I LOVE THIS (although this exact scene won’t happen, i think it’s cute that damian is forcing reader to let him tag along so that he won’t snitch—literally younger sibling core and there will definitely be a moment or two like in this undoing fate (for the bants/fluff) lol)

reader: (quietly tries to sneak toward the back entrance of Wayne Manor, bag slung over your shoulder)

Damian: (from the shadows) And just where do you think you’re going?

reader: (startles, spinning around) Damian?! What the— What are you even doing here?

Damian: (arms crossed) The better question is: what are you doing? Sneaking out like some common criminal. Suspicious, don’t you think?

reader: I’m just going to the park to meet Caitlyn and Adrien, okay? It’s no big deal. Go back to brooding or whatever it is you do.

Damian: Tch. You’re sneaking out to meet those two? Again? Does Father even know about this?

reader: (glaring) Do you know how to mind your own business?

Damian: I could let this slide… or I could inform Father. Imagine his reaction when he hears about this little escapade of yours.

reader: You wouldn’t dare.

Damian: (raising an eyebrow) Try me.

reader: (groaning, pinches the bridge of your nose) Fine. You want to come? You can come. Just don’t ruin it for me, okay?

Damian: …..Hmph. I suppose I could accompany you. Someone has to keep you out of trouble.

reader: (mutters) Yeah, because I’m the one who causes trouble.

(You and Damian reach the park where Adrien and Caitlyn are waiting for you)

Caitlyn: Took you long enough. (gaze shifts to Damian) Oh, you brought company.

Damian: (flatly) I assure you, I did not want to be here. Someone needed to supervise you lot.

reader: (rolling eyes) Oh, please. He just didn’t want me to have fun without him.

Damian: (sharply) I don’t care about your fun. I have better things to do.

Adrien: (teasing) Sure, sure. And yet here you are.

Caitlyn: (grinning) Well, since you’re here, you might as well enjoy it. Or at least try.

Damian: (grumbling) I’m not here to enjoy anything.

[pretend you all hangout at a nearby night fun fair, and afterwards, after much begging, Adrien and Caitlyn managed to convince you to let them crash at the manor for the night]

reader: (whispering) Alright, stay quiet. No one’s around, so if we’re careful, we’re good.

Damian: (scoffing) Speak for yourself. I don’t get caught.

reader: (rolling eyes) Right, because you’re oh-so-perfect.

reader: (steps inside cautiously, but freezes mid-step as you hear someone—) Oh no—

Damian: (not realizing you stopped, walks straight into your back) Watch where you’re—

(Adrien, close behind, bumps into Damian, and Caitlyn crashes into Adrien. It’s a domino effect, leaving all four of you in a heap at the door.)

Adrien: Why do I always end up on the bottom?

Caitlyn: You’re just unlucky, I guess.

Damian: Get off me, you imbeciles!

reader: Shh! You’re gonna—

Alfred: (calmly stepping forward) I trust you all have a good explanation for this?

[All four of you collectively freeze, dread sinking in.]

Adrien: (still on the floor) …I’m just gonna stay down here.

Damian: This is entirely her fault. (points at you)

reader: Yeah, this is going to be a long night….

(i might write a full on oneshot for this lol i actually love this idea)

[dingostrash]

I AM NOT IMMUNE TO YOUR ARTSTYLE....... MASHU MY DEAR.....

I'm glad you're a fan! Have another Mash. As a treat❤️

[devotion-disorder]

im gonna breed kuuya so hard hes gonna become a housewife i dont care what biology or anatomy says i WILL GET HIM PREGNANT!!!!!! I HAVE FREE WILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

it seems that kuuya just cannot shake off his mpreg destiny...

[genericpuff]

Something I realized with Lore Olympus is why the Fates were not used more. After the Queen Persephone reveal, at least from my memory, they are never mentioned again. Even with their actual mythology being very significant to the lives of the God's, especially Zesus. Like, a lot of problems would have not happened or could be done better if the fates came into play.

the trial arc would have definitely gone down a lot differently if Rachel bothered to use the Fates LMAO i mean they literally have everything recorded on tapes, they would be a prosecutor's dream come true 😭

[captain-lovelace]

If Mordred was raised to be a son doesn't that make him "assigned male at birth" regardless of anything else? Mordred confirmed cis man.

[typemoonconfessions]

[allastoredeer]

Angel Alastor did live in Heaven for a time so presumably he at least knew *of* Adam, even if they'd never met. I'm just imagining in this AU when they were at the strategy meeting, Charlie brought up needing someone to fight Adam, and Alastor was practically bouncing on the balls of the feet going, 'Please please *please*, Charlie, I've waited fifty years for the chance to punch this insufferable man in his stupid face, you have no idea how badly I need this, please-'

Hehehe I actually have this stupid little scenario where Alastor got the opportunity to sleep with Adam, which he took because he was curious about what the first man was like in bed, and it has haunted him ever since.

He would rather die than anyone find out that he actually slept with Adam.

Adam doesn't remember, of course. He's slept with so many people, I doubt he remembers most of them. Which Alastor is 100% fine with.

I'm still not sure I want to make that canon to the AU, but I enjoy thinking about it.

I do love the idea of Alastor bouncing on the balls of his feet to fight Adam, anyway. He's been in proximity of that man before and he's wanted nothing more than to punch him in the face since he heard him speak. He is NOT passing up this opportunity, do you understand, Charlie?

[cute-girls-from-vns-anime-manga]

Feliz Navidad, etc etc

Feliz to you tooo

[terminalkisser]

for art requests: ok i love your sisyphus sooooo much but i also love your gabriel soooo much. so maybe both of them if youre feeling up to it

SELF RECOGNITION THROUGH ANOTHER

[lowpolyanimals]

Toto from The Wizard of Oz: Beyond the Yellow Brick Road

[rizzanon]

guys what if reader secretly opened a bakery

theyre like smuggling ingredents from the household like its drugs

theyre asking bruce for money for ingredients and hes okay with it up until it racks up to like a thousend dollar and hes like ???

one day one of the batfam members is just patrolling and they see a bakery they havent seen b4 and they see thru a window reader being calm and just baking or wtv bakers do idk

bit of a ramble i luv to yap

-🍰

LOLL omg wait imagine this

regressed!reader: Hey, Father, quick favor.

Bruce: (typing on the Batcomputer, barely glancing up) What is it?

regressed!reader: I need some money for… stuff.

Bruce: (still not looking) How much?

regressed!reader: Uh, a couple hundred? Maybe, like… five hundred? For supplies.

Bruce: Supplies? What kind of supplies?

regressed!reader: Just… you know, important supplies. Don’t worry about it.

Bruce: Sure. Alfred handles the allowance. (slides his card towards reader, eyes still fixed on the screen.) Just don’t buy anything illegal.

Bruce: (sitting at his desk, flipping through monthly expense reports) Flour? Sugar? Yeast? What the hell is this? (frowns) $700 on chocolate chips?

(Sometime later)

Stephanie: Hey, did you hear about that new bakery that opened up near Crime Alley?

Tim: A bakery? There? Are you sure it’s not just a front for a drug ring?

Steph: I thought the same thing, but I heard someone talking about the cookies being good. Want to check it out after patrol?

Tim: Sure I guess..

(Tim and Steph head to the bakery—in their vigilante suits—and sees reader is in the middle of handing a customer a neatly tied box of pastries. reader looks up, smiling brightly.)

regressed!reader: Welcome to— (freezes mid-sentence, her smile faltering as she locks eyes with Tim and Steph.)

Tim: …

Steph: …

regressed!reader: ….

Tim: You’re running a bakery?!

regressed!reader: Uh… surprise?

Bruce: (pinching the bridge of his nose) So, let me get this straight. You’ve been smuggling ingredients out of my house, using my money, to secretly run a bakery in Crime Alley?

regressed!reader: Pretty much, yeah.

Steph: (munching on a cookie) To be fair, the cookies are amazing.

Tim: Seriously. You should try the croissants next.

Bruce: (glaring at everyone) This is not about the croissants.

regressed!reader: But they’re really good croissants.

Alfred: (enters the room holding a tray of reader’s pastries, looking entirely unbothered) Master Bruce, I would suggest you try these éclairs before further judgment. They’re quite exceptional.

Bruce: (sighs deeply, muttering under his breath) I’m running a house full of vigilantes… and now bakers.

Jason: (appears out of nowhere in the doorway, leaning casually against the frame, holding one of the bakery’s signature muffins, with his mouth full) Gotta say, I don’t know if I’m more impressed that you pulled this off… or pissed that you didn’t cut me in on the profits.

regressed!reader: Jason?! You knew?

Jason: (shrugs) Of course I knew. Crime Alley’s practically my backyard. Smelled the bread baking weeks ago.

Bruce: And you didn’t think to tell me?

Jason: (grinning) Thought you knew, B. After all, you’re footing the bill. (Takes another bite of the muffin.) By the way, this blueberry thing? 10/10.

Bruce: (sighing, muttering under his breath) I don’t even know why I bother anymore.

regressed!reader: So… does this mean I can keep the bakery?

[sirguyofdykesborn]

i love you thick. i miss you thick

[dingostrash]

That Mash so pretty. Thank you for my life Dingo.

Anytime anon. Why not have another one, on the house.

[kradeelav]

Flora peeked around the wood shyly; the little young maid was in training and already quite professional in her studies to become a retainer. The pale haired maid must have been there eavesdropping on them for a few minutes, judging by her line of sight—and was studying the large map rolled across the floor with awestruck interest. Gunter called her in after Corrin waved; any little bit of company that the shy princess accepted without fear was welcome and a boon.  That rainy afternoon in the gloom, Gunter taught the two little girls all the principalities that dotted across Nohr. The moppets were better students than most soldiers, and he would never show it, but he took genuine delight in their attentiveness and the incisive questions that both pelted his way, taking care to give thoughtful responses back.  Gracious, they were downright ruthless at times.

innocent days in the northern fortress ~

an early scene from my fic - your ruin, my ruin (fe: fates, eventual gunter/corrin)

[q1ngqve]

Okay okay i have this oddly specific scenario in my head. After half a year of being married to (any character that fits), you accidentally lose the very expensive ring he bought you. You feel terrible and you immediately tell him, sobbing in his arms and asking for his forgiveness but hes just running his hands through your hair and telling you its okay and that youll look for it together!!!

omg anon … you already know i’ll do jing yuan for this he’s such a got fit 😚

he would be so confused about why you’re crying at first when you came running at him, tears streaming down your cheeks like a waterfall :( immediately wraps his arms around you, pushing your body snugly against his own, pressing kisses on your head as he asks “what’s wrong”

he’d laugh softly when you tell him you lost the expensive ring he bought you on accident while you were at the hospital for a check up. you’re choking on your words and trying your best to stop your tears, but it’s so hard to breathe, you just feel so so so bad 🙁

would be so concerned about your health, asking why you went to the hospital without letting him know, he would’ve went with you! smiles when this seemed to distract you from the loss of the ring as you begin to ramble about how it’s just a regular health check, and it’s nothing of concern

“shh, hey, hey, look at me.”

he’d cup your face with both hands, squishing your cheeks slightly before pecking your nose and pouty lips, “what matters is that you’re healthy and safe. I can always just get you another ring, you know I have the money.” and you’d slap his chest lightly, mumbling about how that’s not the point, you just feel horrible for losing something so precious

proceeds to suggest in a teasing tone, “how about making it up to me, hmm? let me take you out to dinner, and spend your precious time on me as punishment?” he’d laugh and cage you into his embrace again when you tell him, “fine, but I’m paying for dinner.”

tells you you’re so cute the whole evening 🤭