#hahaha i´ve wanted to do this for while

[thegamingcatmom]

MORE SPOOKY BABY:

If Donna Beneviento were to take an interest in you, whether that be platonic or romantic, that would include:

(This will get rather dark and twisted cause that´s how I see her. Don´t like, don´t read. 🖤)

tea parties with her and her "friends"

helping her with her doll making

which means handing her tools and body parts

until she encourages you to try it yourself

(more like teasing you if she speaks through Angie, like "Come onnnn, or are you scaaaared?? Huuuh?? WHO´S A CHICKEN?? BAWK BAWK, HAHAHA!"

...she can be quite the meanie sometimes

not that she realizes

or cares

will drug you if you misbehave or try to escape

which means she´ll taunt you with nightmarish versions of your loved ones, chasing you around the house until you break down or pass out from fear

she´ll be there to comfort you after, ofc

she´s so very good at it

cooing at you and holding you close

shushing you like one would a child after a nightmare (I mean...)

"Shhh...calm, amore mio. They won´t get you...I won´t let them..."

it´s one of those rare times she doesn´t speak through Angie

her real voice is beautiful

so soothing and warm

a stark contrast to her crazed counterpart

it makes you forget what lurks beneath for a while

until you do something stupid and she has to remind you

her hallucinations don´t have to be scary though

she can conjure up your worst nightmares, but also your biggest hopes and dreams

she mostly uses them as a reward when you´ve been good

most times, those visions include your family

your real family

or the pet you´ve always wanted but were never allowed to have

she makes you help her in the garden

she doesn´t worry about you escaping

where would you run off to, anyway? down the waterfall?

besides, you know what happens if you do try to escape

(like that´ll stop you, idiot)

won´t take you to the meetings cause that´s way too risky

if something were to happen to you, she couldn’t promise to stay in control

she can get rather...possessive

you´re hers

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I think I might have become a smidge obsessed with Spooky Baby.

...Just a smidge. 🤏

[assortedvillainvault]

Hello! If it's okay to request/ask, headcannon of TFA Blitzwing (each of his personalities) x Reader? Reader has a split or multiple personality. Kinda like Jekyll and Hyde (but sometimes a softie w/ close/loved ones, family/friends), if you're familiar with it. Can be Romantic and/or platonic…

(Gender-neutral/Female) Reader's a human and they aren't involved with any cybertronians situations…

(PS. Thank you if you answer this! if not, I'll enjoy your stuff either way.)

Hi Anon! I’ve been thinking about this one for a while! Sorry for the wait, I have a little bit of history with DID (as in I don’t suffer personally, but have been close with others that do), so wanted to get this one right. Blitwing was unironically a comfort character originally due to said struggles and trying to strike a balance between ‘funky space-german giant robot villain’ and ‘this is a serious real life condition with a lot of misinformation and prejudices’ can get a tad challenging.

Anyhoo, Long post alert. DID is discussed but no real warnings for this one. Lets go!

Blitzwing x DID!Reader

- DID (Dissociative Identity Disorder) results in humans having multiple, distinct personalities – from as few as 3 or 4 (like our favourite triplechanger) to up to 100 in some cases. The Jekyll & Hyde - esque nature of yours is something you’re at least slightly grateful for – at least it’s simple!

- Granted, it doesn’t really help when your city is attacked by giant space robots. Repeatedly. Every week. Both personalities agree it’s a pain in the neck – switching out and coming-to mid war zone with no warning isn’t exactly relaxing.

- Your first meeting was very subtle. Crawled behind overturned cars and bridge rubble, ducking down as the buildings behind you were ripped up with a squeal of steel and concrete. An enormous giant tank/plane/robot shaking the ground, hollering with rage at a bright yellow little car zooming in the distance.

- “JOU PATHETIC LITTLE BUG!! I’LL - cUt JoU iNtO iTTy BiTtY stReaMerS!! HAhAha vE’re gOnNa haVe a PaRty – at jour base, perhaps, now zat ve know where it is, Autobot~”

- You couldn’t believe your fucking eyes -

- “Holy Shit SAME HAT?!”

- Red eyes snap to your dumbfounded expression, narrowing.

- Yeah. Maybe hollering it across no mans land wasn’t the smartest move.

Icy:

- He had no idea his affliction could be shared with organics. He didn’t even realise he was witnessing DID at first as you can’t literally switch faces. Come to think of it – I’m not sure cybertronians even have a word for it. He adopts your terms like a duck to water.

- Of the three he’s the most fascinated observer. He’s quick to document any minor tone shifts or facial expressions to indicate a switch between your two personalities – as well as the speed at which you change, your stressors and mannerisms. He can’t imagine dealing well if someone were to – somehow – get his alters mixed up, so he takes pains to greet both personalities properly.

- Is more likely the one to ask questions and approach the subject scientifically: though he will back off if the ‘Jekyll’ personality gets in his face about being treated like a science experiment. He knows the feeling and despises it.

- Just because he’s calm about it though, doesn’t mean he’s moralistic. Icy has a known sadistic streak and enjoys setting up situations to hurt people (see: the almost-murder of the Constructobots) so he’d be… intrigued to see how far your aspects were willing to go. He’s an enabler of destructive behaviour that specialises in not getting you caught.

Hothead:

- Hothead, by contrast – is much more reactive: blunt and easily confused.

- He will likely get your alters mixed up and become flustered and annoyed until he gets the hang of who is presenting when. Give him a bit, he despises asking Icy for help with anything.

- Yeah, of course he can – what do you MEAN you can’t communicate with your alters internally?? Do organics not come with a built in comm?? What the FRAG-

- He doesn’t like feeling out of sorts about finding someone with his condition. As far as he’d known, they were the only one ever to be split as they are. Someone who knows what it’s like, while desperately needed, is now almost unnerving.

- But he is an excellent vent buddy about multiple personality issues. If your alters want to chat shit about each other then Hothead is DOWN, he has a list of complaints about Icy and Random a mile long – even though airing them gets him interrupted by said alters all the damn time.

- Hothead will encourage violent coping mechanisms to your problems: if you have someone bothering you with some horror-movie assumptive bullshit about your disorder he is 1000% percent encouraging you to lure them behind a building for him to grind under his pedes.

Random:

- NEW FRIENDS?! New friends INSIDE of friends, oh he just wants to stuff you in his mouth and unravel you -

- Random is probably the first of the three to recognise your shared disorder. And when he gleefully tells his alters they don’t believe him (at least at first). Which doesn’t matter because you are now BEST FRIENDS. He’s gonna scoop you up and stuff you in his cockpit and make you a little hole in the mines riiiiiiight next to his berth. Don’t worry about telling him yes - he already knows your address!

- No matter how threatening you might think yourself to be, to Random you are the most adorable schmoopsie moo in the whole galaxy and he will commit war crimes to have you tucked into his pockets.

- Do not. Try him. In one-upmanship. Random knows exactly how far he will go to keep you with him and unlike Icy, who prefers to observe from a distance, Random will actively engage in finding very uncomfortable boundaries very quickly. Pretty much the only way to reign him in is to not play along in the slightest.

- He hates being ignored.

- He wants to hear and know everything about you, and will hop between subjects to a pattern only he knows. He’s exhausting, but probably also the most honest and vulnerable of the personalities.

- With Random, it’s most obvious that Blitzwing has total, universal acceptance of your personalities as they are. No dismissal, no belittling, no questions and no doubt.

- I’d say thats a breath of fresh air.

[twopoppies]

When reading origin stories (idk why this topic popped up again but I love to read those stories), I would like to add mine. To be honest, this is not my first time when fandom shipped two bandmates and there are even (smut) fanfics about them. Back in 2006 I was a massive fan of My Chemical Romance and it was the first time when I experienced a ship of two bandmates. Idk why but many MCR fans shipped singer Gerard Way with guitarist Frank Iero aka Frerard. Like back then I found it cute - that´s probably where my love for gays started because I found myself hot when I back in the day I saw photos and videos of two emo boys makingout lol - and I was into it eventho IIRC there wasn´t any real evidence of their supposed romance than when one kissed the second one. I also remember reading few Frerard fics but maybe they were just badly written but they were nowhere near larry fics I am reading now when talking about quality. So I just found this whole ship as a cute part of being a MCR fan and I forgot about it as soon as I stopped being a fan around 2008 and even both Gerard and Frank got married to women and having kids with them. I found it like a silly fan experience when you´re fangirling over two guys who you find hot at that moment but without any real evidence. So when my cousin came to me - former het solo harrie - with words "What do you think about Larry?" I immediatelly dismissed her to tell me anything about it. Because Frerard immediatelly popped in my mind, my whole teenage experience around it and so I went straight to tell her "Please, don´t even start with it, I´ve been there too when I was literally your age, shipping two guys I found hot. I saw on tumblr there are this group of fans who ship H with his bandmate but I don´t want to dive into this ship because I´ve been there once and I find this whole two bandmades shipping bs". BUT THEN... ...few months later Brits happend where drunk H went off stage in the middle of his speech to softly kiss Lewis Capaldi and later literally threw himself on Stanley Tucci looking like he´s obsessed with him and making it everyone´s problem. So I started to think he might not be just straight. And month later the very same cousin made me go to the cinema to see AOTV and eventho while watching it I totally ate the narrative that F is Louis´ son thinking he´s just his oopsie baby, so after we were travelling home I was like "Okay, show me those videos of H and Louis". And then I came here and.... I stayed.

Hahaha! I love reading these journeys—-especially the little things that tipped people over the edge.

[1bringthesun]

have any of you read “Dancing Girl?” gosh, it just made me sad. Mori Ougai is a really good author haha, hahaha. hah… h-

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yeah i’m relating this to bsd! Mori. BITE ME!! ahem. so in this essay i will be talking about Elise and Mori’s relationship. i’ve already established i don’t see her as his “wife” or the object of his sexual desires, and i’ve also mentioned i like the “Elise is his daughter,” way of seeing things, however … well, there’s more than just that.

1) Elise represents his inner child

2) Elise preserves the memory of a dead lover and is his “partner”

3) Elise is a child-figure to him

those numbers will be reused in that order to mean the same thing later, but first, background and “Dancing Girl!”

so i think that, within the definition of his and Elise’s relationship, Mori embodies Toyotarou from “Dancing Girl” more than Kanei from “Vita Sexualis” (i think i learned which type of media went in italics and which sort in quotes some time in third grade, but it’s been entirely too long and therefore i’ve forgotten all of it and you’ll have to excuse my poor grammar if im messing it up). why, you may ask? well, first of all, Elise is literally from that novel. second of all, i’ve just skimmed vita sexualis (- an asexual) while “Dancing Girl” managed to catch my attention a lot more. plus, Mori was one of the characters that Asagiri explicitly stated he wanted to add in, and we all know just how evil Asagiri Kafka can be when he feels like it.

… why is the space so long ? why are these spaces different sizes?? this is really bugging me … but whatever, i’ll try my best to ignore it … (nevermind it looks perfectly normal when i post it i guess it’s just a. draft thing)

ahem, so, in “Dark Era,” Mori basically goes “damn Dazai you’re suicidal as hell! you remind me of myself hahah!” and i feel like that’s pretty concrete evidence Mori Did Not have a happy childhood (i mean, duh, considering he was trigger-happy to friendly fire as an important military man at 20 some years old) and was likely suicidal in the past too, to some extent. in that sense, the chains that tie Dazai down, if they’re Odasaku’s last words, are the Port Mafia for Mori. he cannot die as long as he’s sane and capable of leading the PM, because he’s basically the very embodiment of it.

⚠️SPOILERS FOR “DANCING GIRL!”⚠️

alright, onto “Dancing Girl.” i’ll give you a quick rundown. it’s basically about this college dude (25 or so) (haha that reminds me of the, “am i the asshole?” posts. i (M26) just fell in love with a girl (F18) of whom i’ve known since she was a minor and i was still an adult. i got her pregnant by some time after she became of-age, then i left her to pursue my career. am i the asshole?) (godamn it tai you just spoiled the whole novel) (i’ll put a spoiler warning up somewhere in the beginning) (bear with me) with depression who falls in love with a… looks at the parenthesis and sighs deeply.

he doesn’t see any point in anything because his life was just a glorified projection of his mother and school’s desires, so he starts being a little more hedonistic and learning about the arts instead of becoming a lawyer like they wanted him to. he meets Elise (her name) and basically immediately feels attracted to her in some way he can’t put into words (she’s 17ish when they meet btw) and starts teaching her things and basically acting like a sponsor to her. they don’t start getting romantic and/or sexual until some unsaid period of time passes. now i personally choose to interpret this as her turning 18 before they do all that stuff, but since it never explicitly says, well… yeah. Toyotarou is used to living his life in a cushy-ish manner as a child prodigy and what have you, but he eventually gives that away to live with Elise. that being said, his “giving it away” was less of a choice to be with her and more of a digression from a perfect machine into a person with his own stunted feelings.

she makes him satisfied, and he makes her very deeply happy, but eventually he chooses his career over her and she goes crazy because of how betrayed she feels- she really deeply loved him, after all. he pays her mother enough to keep her afloat and to take care of the baby he left in her stomach, and went back to Japan without another word. Toyotarou! you bastard!! (it’s not like he was without remorse, though)

anyway back to the numbers.

1) Mori’s past is pure speculation, but he was a military doctor ranked quite high as a very young man, one that didn’t hesitate to shoot someone on his own side no less (like i said) so it’s probably a given he didn’t have a stress-free childhood. this is an excerpt from “Dancing Girl,” in which i think explains the possibility that Elise represents the angry child inside of Mori that he never got to let out as a real child.

2) given what i said above, this also feels pretty self-explanatory. we basically only know two things about Mori, that he would do anything for the greater good (which is usually the PM/yokohama), and that he longs for a “partner” who will understand and not leave him. it’s possible Fukuzawa filled that role for a while, but Mori is a little unhinged and did some bad things out of obsession, which severed their ties because of Fukuzawa’s innate nature. Mori has called Elise his partner (tsuma, AKA person who stays by my side) (i know nobody says tsuma and means it that way but considering “Yatsugare san” exists (yes i’m looking straight at you, AKUTAGAWA RYUUNOSUKE), i wouldn’t put it past Asagiri to use tsuma in that manner) before and acts dramatic as all hell when she dies. it’s almost like ��� someone called Elise really DID die before?

3) this requires the least explanation. we already know Mori likes children in a non-pedo way, shown by things like how he helped Atsushi gather his courage in Anne’s room (which did nothing for him, btw) and his profession in the beast AU. but what sort of mafia don has a cute daughter?? that’s like ASKING for her to be killed. so Elise, the product of Vita Sexualis, is the next best thing he can have!

Elise also is a lot like the Toyotarou, while Mori acts more like Elise when they’re together. it’s just something i noticed watching the two interact in BSD and DG. the whole idea of having no autonomy is kinda Elise’s (BSD) thing, isn’t it?

my phone is now 20% and i have no charger. i have probably 69 viruses and also since i have apps like tiktok, wechat, and discord… you can imagine how much this poor device suffers, but i regret nothing. yahoo! hope you enjoyed my rant~

[f0xgl0v3]

The Octavian and Michael Quest; Story Snippet

Hahaha I’ve done it. I’m finally going mad, anyways after staring longingly at the Converse wedge high tops vowing to one day add them to my collection (and for some reason way more publicity on the post) I’ve decided that I’m making a like teaser for the Octavian-Michael fanfic I talked about all those weeks ago. Also I’m really bored this mid-winter break and I’m a mediocre narrative writer soo uh

Also if my google docs yell at me one more time because apparently the way I spell something is the British English way I’m going to scream. I’m sorry but it’s travelled. Anyways, I’d like to say again in no way am I an author nor do I think I write stories particularly well. There’s probably a reason why most of my big posts are formatted the way they are,

Also sorry no Michael in the sneak peak/ first bit I wrote, this is just the like. Set up? It’s mean to be short and sweet, enjoy! (also this isn’t proofread I’m so sorry),

I should’ve just chosen to use dice or birds primarily, Octavian thought as he pulled his dagger through another stuffed animal. It stung a bit, partially from the repeated weight of taking the golden blade through fabrics and partially because he had to. The dove between his hands looked pleading with its plastic eyes, the same sound of threads ripping apart while stuffing piled out. It caught in his ears again, the ringing that came before the voices. The same feeling of hair standing on end that Jason described when lightning was about to strike, and that’s when it began,

“Great strife shall befall the legion,” He had heard this voice before, the mixed harmony of several Gods murmuring before one truly broke through. It took awhile to get used to, his ears still rang after most of the Auguries, and Octavian could barely hear his own voice murmur in reply,

“What’s going on?” it felt odd to ask, Octavian’s own voice sounding desperate and panicked, though usually his tone reflected those of the Gods. The world around grew blurry while the harmony thinned out to one single melodious voice, humming in his ears, Venus, something in his mind decided,

“[the super duper cool prophecy that will be there at some point I pinky Promise]”

The world spun some more, and once Octavian’s vision settled the stuffed dove and his dagger had been dropped to the altar, his brows furrowed and breath a bit frantic while he tried to make some sense of what was just delivered to him. A prophecy. An actual prophecy. Octavian tenderly picked up the stuffed dove and dagger again, first giving the poor thing an apology and sewing it back up, gently holding it while he exited the Augurculanum. The blinding rays of the sun beat down on his eyes while Octavian made the run to the Principa from ground zero. His hand tightened around the dove, which was decidedly now named Beatrice. His boots crunched against the gravel roads that wound between most of the buildings. He opted not to walk on the main Via Principa; there would;ve been too many legionnaires walking back from the fields of Mars anyway.

Finally reaching the Principa was always a relief. It was great having most of the buildings Octavian had to go to in the Porta Praetoria; It meant everything was in arms reach. But also subsequently meant that heading to the Principa took longer and always felt more daunting (not to mention the Principa itself always felt impossibly big). Octavian rushed up the few steps and into the door, walking through the big halls and passing several doors and legionnaires before finally slipping into the main office. His eyes travelled to the Praetors; who snapped up once they realized he was there. Marcus spoke up first, already concerned,

“What happend?”

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That’s it! Uh, I didn’t want to type up a giant thing so there’s the short and sweet version. It’s also a draft partially? It’s my first time writing this little section. I also tried to keep it from being like.. super ahdiajfbsj like how I usually write things. Also the actual one will probably be first person because that means I can do my super fun parenthesis bits in character and that makes me happy.

Anyway goodnight internet.

[andvys]

EPILOGUE

(First of all, sorry for my review being  late, i´ve been busy with some collge stuff!)

- The “This is the end. Or the new beginning” AHHHHH love it!

- TWO YEARS LATER??? I thought it was gonna be less time in Chicago

- “You´ll get a cool name soon. Don´t worry, dude” HAHAHA! But ngl. I thought that it was like Eddie´s and Cheer´s POV kinda?

- Steve has a new gf??

- Or he lives with Robin and calls her princess??

-  He lives with Robin!!!! I love that!!!!!!!

- Awww, the kitten sleeping!

- “Thanks, mom” He acts like a mom sometimes!

- “Some couple is moving next door” AHHHHHH

- Awww, they seeing each other after two years is cute!

- “You look amazing. Healthy and at peace” Awww

- Aww, Max and Lucas! I imagine Steve going there to pick them up, or maybe Lucas drives, or Max

-  “You give off cat energy Eddie” HAHAHAHA

- “You got a rockstar cat” Awwww

-  Not me thinking that Lizzy is Y/N from the future, and she got married or smth with both Steve and Eddie!

- “You´ll get to meet Cat” HAHAHA, I hope he gets a name!

- “You love those boobs don´t you cat? I do too. They´re so fun to play with” HAHAHAHA He´s exposing himself!!

- “Two years ago, he let go” AWWW

- “Stevie” HAHAHA, I mean, it´s Steve´s baby cat, so, it makes sense

- “Time to use the ball gag baby” HAHAHAHA, oh boy!

- “You are still best friends” AWWW, I love that!

- “You´re teaming up on me?” HAHAHAH poor Y/N

- Awww Robin supporting Steve! I love it!

- Are they gonna get married??? OMGGGGGGG

AWWW, I loved the epilogue! It was so cute and sweet, but I´m kinda sad that Steve didn´t got a gf, but I hope that he´s happy that way, with Robin, Ozzy, Eddie and Cheer, I would´ve loved Heather and Argyle being there too, but without Chrissy it wouldn´t have made sense!

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I'm so happy you liked the epilogue!!! 🫶🏻

Eddie and Cheer were gone for a while, they just wanted to be by themselves for some time!

Lizzy being her from the future with her two husbands haha, I mean.. nah jk

Steve doesn't have a girlfriend, but he got his happy ending. He will find someone someday, but for now, he's content and happy with the way things are. He's got his best friend back

AND, I'm surprised that no one mentioned it but yeah, Eddie and her actually did get married. In Vegas!

[noeliaenpapel]

Finding creativity outside illustration – Art blocks – Whatching

Oxford languages define creativity as the use of imagination or original ideas to create something; inventiveness.

Then … why do we feel that if we cant create inside our field of choice we are not being creative? What if i dont use the sketchbook for a week but instead of that i sew or create something with my hands?

Sometimes, an art block is also a saturation. You´ve been doing the same for a long period of time and you are tired of it or frustrated or whatever. I´ve been there and i felt i was a failure for not doing what everyone else was doing daily.

Like, if i want get better at drawing flowers i should draw floswers everyday … all the time!! While in part, repeating and practice makes you better, also, staying away from your field of choice and trying new things or taking a break is a great tool.

The last couple of weeks i didnt sketch or paint very much but instead i took a pottery workshow, sew a lot of lovely dresses, cushions and curtains and also worked on some chairs and my old and destroyed couch ... they were screamming for new fabric. 

My creativity was working all the time even when i was not touching paper or pencils.

Now i feel the “need” to get back at drawing, i miss it and my brain is full of new ideas.

So … do what brings you joy !!! You are lucky to be doing this for fun or if its your job, you need more breaks to keep enjoyinng it.

What am i watching now? Because im always watching things lol

Shrinking – Dont you just love Jason Segel? Add Harrison Ford to that … done!

Sorjonen (Bordertown) - Ok ok, i know. This is not a "new" Tv show but a dear friend of mine said i should watched it so i gave it a chance and i really like it. Of course i already love nordic Tv shows so ...

Thats all for now ... we were having the worst week of the year when it comes to the temperature. The heat always kills me and i hate it ... but thank god autumn (my fave season) is around the corner. You? How is the weather were you are? Are you team winter like me? hahaha

Hugs! Have a lovely weekend! 

[b1nibaddie]

wins

it's rare for me to post my wins in here. it's always heartbreaks and frustrations.

recently, I was given the opportunity to rep the PH on the U N C S W @ bangkok. it was such a big deal for me because (1) it was all about women's rights -- something i passionately advocate for; (2) i delivered a speech on behalf of N3DA, a task that i would never imagine an EDS II, a junior staff, would ever be assigned to do.

i have so many learnings from that trip alone -- besides the casual networking with people (high level!) from other agencies, i was able to travel alone for the first time. i've always wanted to do it, but i guess i didn't have enough guts to actually push through. since that engagement, i've been thinking on how to move forward with my advocacy. i;ve always known that sharing shit and participating on stuff was not enough, and the things i do at work, while aligned with my values, had its own limitations. i plan to donate something to a women-oriented organization, or an LGBT organization, perhaps even the women's jail in mandaluyong. i really hope that i have enough this year (money, energy) to push through with these plans.

on a personal note, i have also introspected on how far i have come. the thought of being rock bottom 3 years ago never left my mind. not even a day. the thought of me being a menace, a hopeless case, and someone who wished and pray everyday na "sana tumino na ako" never left my mind. while i was riding a grabmotor in thailand, i could not help but smile. there i was, alone, but i was happy. i was sober. i was someone who made rational decisions. i was someone trustworthy enough to be assigned as a representative on an international platform. i was smart and capable, but this time it wasn't me telling myself that i was - it was other people, it was the whole experience that told me i belong.

of course, i'm still operating out of spite, but it was amazing to me the things that i could do just to prove other people wrong. i kept thinking about how, just like the katy perry and timbaland song, i would never be the same if i ever meet them again.

before the engagement, i was also promoted (HUGE DEAL FOR ME!), but the catch is i had to transfer divisions. sure, it came with challenges because i don't know the sector, and i'm not that close with the people, but i still look forward to the things that i can learn from it. don't really know if they like me hahaha but i'm working hard to show that i'm reliable, even if i fuck shit up every once in a while.

[hornsofash]

Hahaha yeahhh I got super busy and ended up not touching "quantum entanglement" for like a week and a half... the plan is to get chapter one up tonight, just gotta figure out how to end this scene in a way that makes sense.

Below the cut is a sneak peek. Worship 🩶

IV laughed as he tried to slow down III; he was ready to go inside, but definitely not ready to have his arm ripped off quite yet, thank you very much. “What did you call that cycle, anyways? The Flowering Venus, or something?” he asked, finally succeeding in reigning III in as they walked at a much more reasonable pace. Though he hadn’t known IV for a long time, II had already come to notice that IV tended to encourage them all to speak freely about their passions. Whether it was times like tonight where their conversation was interrupted, or like yesterday when IV noticed Vessel was feeling down and asked him to explain the concept of Schrodinger’s Cat, IV usually succeeded in lightening the mood. It was so captivating, the way he was able to do that seemingly without hesitation, knowing he could be sitting there for five minutes or even five hours as they rambled about all kinds of things.

“You’re close, actually! People usually call it the Petals of Venus, but some people also call it the Pentagram of Venus, which I think is definitely way better,” III started, waving around his hands while still holding II and IV’s. II found it endearing how he was so expressive and vibrant with everything he did. “Basically, every 18 months, Venus goes into retrograde. This happens five times every eight years, and ends up forming the five points of a pentagram!” III tried using his fingers to display the numbers as he rattled them off, but found it to be rather difficult while his hands were full of… well, other hands and gave up. Adorable.

Vessel bumped into IV’s side at that point, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. “Venus is one of my favorite planets, actually. She represents love and beauty; art and romance,” Vessel hummed. II watched as Vessel’s hand wandered up to the side of IV’s neck, then back down to his shoulder, and couldn’t help but shiver–whether it was out of attraction, jealousy, or some combination thereof he chose not to identify, but he did notice that pull again. He wasn’t sure if he did or didn’t want III to notice this. “If you pay attention to her, listen to what she says, she’ll tell you about passion and pleasure.”

IV raised an eyebrow, throwing an arm around Vessel’s waist. II looked down, suddenly deciding his shoes were rather fascinating. “Then it sounds like you should take some pointers, Ves,” he shot back, humor evident in his voice.

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Stay tuned for more! 🩶

for those of you who don't know, about a week and a half ago, i posted convergence, my first fanfiction. i did a poll a while back in which the prompt "quantum entanglement" won, but the fic seemed to take a mind of its own and i felt that name was no longer fitting; thus, convergence was born. it's my take on how ii and vessel might have met. i hope everyone enjoys 🩶

[lady-val-cv]

I believe in Onodera Ritsu supremacy

[ichxraaa]

no bc can u imagine stoic baker nanami that's all like "baking is about precise measurements and tradition we can't just willy nilly" and then comes the chubby love of his life and is like "eeeeek i look forward to this all week. i tried to make your chocolate bomb from last month but i didn't have fresh cream so i just used whipping cream. oh, and powdered sugar, i didn't have that as well so i skipped it. doesn't matter anyway i burnt it hahaha" and he's almost breaking a spoon bc she's so goddamn cute and also oh no baby what is you doing. and then he brings the week's special and she's all like "awwwww you put heart sprinkles on it for valentine's day? 🥺🥺🥺 i love it thank you" and he's all soft bc maybe baking can be a little bit of fun y'know and seeing her so excited reminds him of why he started baking. also he had to pretty much choke the sous chef gojo for almost blurting out "NAH IT WASN'T FOR VALENTINE'S HE DID IT FOR YOU" ugh im soft

okay but i’m VIBING for baker!nanami cause yes. also, gojo being a mena ve and making fun of nanami for being so obviously infatuated it’s everything i want in this world.

chubby cutie who is so refreshing and is not afraid to ask about all the ingredients and who causally rambles about her day while nanami is prepping her to go order, and then she goes all “sorry i always get so chatty with you, you’re just so easy to talk to”.

and nanami is all stoic and simply nods as he sends her away with “thanks for your order, have a good day” but those interactions are the light of his days. he registers everything you say and loves that he’s getting to know you through those small glimpses you give him.

also baker nanami who outdoes himself every time you try a new dessert cause the praises you give him are so genuine that he remembers what it feels like to be excited about baking. he spends countless nights trying and perfecting new recipes and he is having so much fun.

and gojo pesters him daily, always whispering in his ear and making not so subtle comments about you even while you’re around. and if it weren’t for the fact that you are so enthralled by the way nanami’s decorations are perfectly made for this week dessert maybe you’d notice.

and you’re always telling nanami how “it’s telepathic the way you always have exactly what i’m craving!” but of course it’s not a coincidence cause nanami payed close attention to your ramble about how you’d love to try some real macaroons and not the store’s version.

anyways, forever in love with baker!nanami 🤍

[rootinteen]

1. Are you named after someone?

Not named after someone exactly, but i kept it in my paternal culture/origins, as it was my grand-father’s wish.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Friday evening from exhaustion and anxiety. Happens at least once a week it doesn’t even phase me anymore -but i still cry.

3. Do you have kids.

Hahaha -NO.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I do a lot of sarcastic character in theater and roleplay, but i don’t use it half as much as myself.

5. What sport do you play/'ve played?

I am... not really into sport. But i do love climbing, indoors and outdoors.

6. What's the first thing you notice about other people?

Their voice. I’m a sound person.

7. Eye colour?

i got a bit of heterochromia in a crown. Light Brown on the center, green on the border.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Both ? Many Horror movies have a relatively happy ending, and lots of action or ‘serious’ movies end up quite grimm. For real : I am a huge Horror movie fan. Horror in general is just a massive interest of mine. That said i enjoy movies of other styles like action, thrillers, fantasy movies... Okey, not that much comedies but it’s because my country’s sense of comedy is awful.

9. Any talents?

Everyone around me say i have a way with words... Really, i’d say the true talent is am passionate, and i love to share my passions. That mixed with reading a lot apparently make me convicing. (At least, as long as i don’t get anxious in the middle of it)

10. Where were you born?

In the hospital, on a snowy day.

11. What are your hobbies?

Creating. I write a lot, draw a little, prepare DnD campaign and play some

12. Do you have any pets?

Her name is Pirate. She is a stray cat we adopted as a baby bc we wanted to give the rest of her litter but she had an eye infection and we figured the rescue center (sorry right now i forgot the proper word for that) would kill her. So we kept her, made the operation and now she is a healthy one eyed cat.

13. How tall are you?

163 cm.

14. Fave subject in school?

English and German. I made BFFs with all my english teachers.

15. Dream job?

Something that would allow me to create, while being stable. For real, if it was viable to be a Paid RPG GM, it would be this. Idk who to tag, huh... @frutavel​ @krch-1982​ @focuriousity25-blog​ @mothertaylorstan​

15 questions!

Tagged by @spyderschaos

Thank you!

Tagging @per4mancecheck @rosiethedragongeek @lilliths-httyd-blog @yenich @jgvfhl @deathgripper-venom @holonium @acamaryseinteery

1. Are you named after anyone?

Lol, no, my parents browsed through baby names and they just particularly liked this one

2. When was the last time you cried?

Like, 2 days ago… I’m very into history and is currently halfway through the autobiography of a slave girl, it’s called “the incidents in the life of a slave girl”. It’s really heartbreaking and is a cruel reminder of how cruel humans can be when they allow themselves to hate. That, along with the knowledge that it isn’t even that long ago that slavery was abolished, made me cry

3. Do you have kids?

Nope!

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Whaaaatt??? Noooooooooooo (yes)

5. What sports do you play/have you played?

Like, part of an actual team? I was on a swimming team when I was 7, which was terrible considering that I was terrified of water. The only sports I’ve participated in since is friendly matches in football, badminton, rundbold (Danish sport), and stuff like that.

6. What's the first thing you notice about other people?

I think it’s their smile. You can tell a lot about a person from the way that they smile

7. Eye color?

I’ve been told that it’s sea green

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings, I can’t handle scary movies

9. Any special talents?

Talking. I can talk for a long time

10. Where were you born?

Denmark hospital

11. What are your hobbies?

Reading, writing, watching movies/shows, baking, playing Minecraft

12. Do you have any pets?

Yes! I have a dog

13. How tall are you?

162 cm.

14. Fave subject in school?

History! My teacher was one of those where you can really tell that she loved what she was teaching. I full heartedly believe it’s because of her that I love history so much

15. Dream job?

If I had to choose it’d be any position within a museum. I’ve already had an internship at a museum, and working with history like that is really amazing.

[misguidedasgardian]

My love, his duty // Chapter 9

MASTERLIST

Chapter Summary: Everything was too good to be true

Pairing: King!Bucky Barnes x Queen!Reader (very ambiguously described)

Chapter Warnings: Angst, talk of cheating, fluff, talk about miscarriage, intented poisoning, violence (ot towards reader), cursing, interrogation related violence and intimidation

+18 please. MINORS DNI

Word Count (Chapter): 2.7 k

Notes: I'm so sorry for the delay! in my summer vacations my inspiraton took a long break too hahaha but I'm back!! and we have a long story to tell so don't worry, a war is brewing!!

“Sharon, you are running out of time, what else do you want from me?” he asked

“I wanted to talk to you about something important” she said

“What is it?”

“I want us to resume our relationship, it's been three months already and I think it's been enough for you to realize what you really want, I mean, she is with child, you fulfilled the purpose, I know you love me…”

“I don't anymore” He said, “I love her! This had been enough Sharon, I want you to leave”

“I'm pregnant” she said hastily, refusing to hear it. The king looked at her astonished

“I don't believe you” he whispered

“You’d congratulate her but dismiss me?” she said, “Your lover of ten years?”

“Yes, exactly, we´ve been together for 10 fucking years and you had never gotten pregnant, and now that I wish to part fom you, you are miracously with child?”

“You hurt me” she accused

“If this is a lie…” he threatened and paused, measuring his words carefully, “You will be expelled from court but with no country home to go to!”

Tears fell from her eyes, as she tugged the fabric of her loose dress towards her back. And Bucky gasped when he saw her already round belly. But she quickly wiped her tears and looked at him with deep anger in her eyes. He swallowed, hard, at the look of rage in her face.

“I’ll give you anything you want” he said, “But please don't go near her” she laughed bitterly

“he won't see me or know anything about this, if… we resume our relationship” Sharon knew, she knew if she could have him by her side he would forget all about her, he would come back to her, like he had done all these years, “So… my king” she asked, tears running down her cheeks, “What are you going to do?”

“Is worse than we thought” Nat mumbled to Fury, “I’m not sure yet, but the guards that were on post the night the treats were delivered…”

“They must know what is going on” Fury completed

“But I cannot question them myself” she said, “I have to investigate through them”

“Do what you must, we need to stop this threat” said the counselor, “I will keep my eye into them as well”

“We have a couple of maids in our side too” she answered

“Well, round them up, and what about Sharon?”

“I still can’t find anything to make her leave”

“You have to hurry”

“One of the maids said… she is with child” there was a dead silence while they seated by the gardens

“Gods” Fury muttered

“She still isn't showing very much, I need to find out if it’s the king’s” she whispered

“We need to assume it is” responded Fury

“But if it's not… that’s the leverage we need”

“Keep searching for Sharon, but don’t dismiss the guards” he continued, “We are getting heat from all fronts, and that’s strange, I get a feeling it might be connected”

“That Sharon is behind the attempts of poisoning?” even Natasha found it strange

“Remember that behind Sharon, there is a big important family”

“I will, for now, the guards had been changed to loyalist without suspicion, and the ones from that night had been assigned to less important things to protect”

“Good, that way, no one is going to miss a non important guard” Nat smiled wickedly and nodded, “our main goal is to keep her safe”

“I will, with my life” Fury just smiled and Natasha walked away

You didn't know what was going on

Since you found Sharon entering James´ private chambers, you had been avoiding your own husband like he was the plague incarnated, in hopes of keep being calm for the sake of the baby, your belly had swollen beautifully, as days turn to weeks

But what hurt was that James hadn't tried to make contact with you either, he kept giving you excuses without you asking for them, excuses for his long hunting trips, and the long meetings that prevent him to even have dinner at your side

There has been no more attempts against you or the prince, you knew as much, since Wanda told you anything she knew about those poisoned treats someone send you, and that’s why your King had been so busy, he was taking care of it, allegedly

You also noticed Sharon was missing, and that only made you more suspicious, and at the same time, more upset. Were they together? He had given you his word, perhaps it didn’t mean much. You were all alone now, Wanda in the skies with Vision’s attention, and Bucky nowhere in sight

You felt your chest heavy with sadness, you thought he had grow to care for you, and your mind was tormented with memories you two had made together, like in your journey to Madripoor, or your mother’ crown, or the numerous times you had slept right next to him… your coronation, the way he stood up to your father.

Did all of that mean nothing?

You took a deep breath as delicious fragrances from the flowers of the garden reach your nose, and you decided to sit in the edge of the water fountain, to enjoy the beautiful day, and the gardens that had bloomed in all their might

“My Queen” you rose your head from the fountain to gaze upon Duke Rogers, who came on your direction with his flock of loyal servants and guards “I must say you are a divine sight of motherhood” you smiled shyly, as you put a hand over your swollen belly

“You are too kind your Grace” you muttered

“Even so, you look unwell, should I look for a physician?”

“Please don't trouble yourself” you said, as you intended to rise from your seat, Steve came to your help as he graciously helped you, taking your hands and rose you to your feet “I'm happy to say our King´s child is strong, but I'm also sorry to say is drawing his strength from me” you said, smiling weakly

“Please, tell me what's troubling your Majesty” he urged, as you took deep breaths

“I´m afraid they are marital problems” you wanted it to reach the King how bitter you were, and what better option to make that happen with his most trusted friend's ear?

“My Queen?” he asked, alarmed

“Well, my holy condition will not allow the King and I to be together, and I totally understand why his loneliness would make him seek... his old companion”

“Does that upset you, your Majesty?” he asked, as seriousness took hold of his factions

“Yes, I can't help it” you said, after taking a large breath

“Why don't you just get rid of her?” he asked so naturally, and that made you shiver

“I know better” you whispered “Queen's heads had been lost for less than to come across his King’s and his mistress”

“Your majesty, the King adores you with all his heart” he said “it weighs heavily in his heart that he cannot be with you, so he takes his frustrations on someone else”

“He won’t even see me in the daytime” you said, you grief sneaking through your words, “I’m starting to think that, now that he had succeeded in his purpose, he won’t…” you couldn’t even finish that sentence, “That he doesn't care for me”

“That’s not true” he said softly, “He loves you, I’m sure of it”

“I would like to address this no further” you said “I came to the gardens to distract myself from this”

“Of course”

You continued to stroll through the magnificent gardens, that were your personal favorite part of the palace, the rich fountains and all kinds of plants and flowers

“Why won't you marry?” you asked, wishing to ponder upon other things, after all, that's what you meant to do when you visited the gardens

“I´m afraid it pained me so the loss of my wife and child, I married the court and his Majesty´s service instead”

“I'm so very sorry” you said, looking at him as he stop his stroll to return the look “I didn't know”

“We were young” he said, as you both resumed the walk “barely come of age, and I asked her to marry me, we did so, we were expecting our first child, it was a complicated pregnancy, and she died in childbirth, her and the boy” you gasped, as without thinking your hands cradled your belly “I´m so very sorry for this gruesome tale, your majesty”

“I´m the one who should be sorry, to bring you back so painful memories” you muttered

“It's been a long time since,” he said after a long sigh

“Maybe one day you’ll find love again” you whispered, with a reassuring smile

“I really hope so” he answered back, smiling at you

The Duke kept walking alongside you, until he left right at the doors of you own rooms

For the first time since he had memory, he was mad, mad at his friend, and at his King, Steve opened the door to James’ office, to find his friend deep in paperwork

“Bucky” Steve called “your Queen found out about your reunion with Sharon, she is upset”

“Shit” he cursed, slapping his wooden desk “how?”

“I´m not sure, I think she just saw Sharon entering your chambers” he grunted, not daring to look at his friend “I don´t understand it” Steve reprimanded “why do you do this to her?”

“Steve you don´t understand, I wasn't intimate with her, she… wanted to see me”

“She wanted to talk to you?”

“Yes, we just talked, her time to leave court is almost upon us, and… She had some news for me”

“What news?”

“Sharon is pregnant”

“What?”

“She is already showing” he murmured, “She is further along than the Queen, so I have to keep her away from her, and if I don’t keep her close to me, she will go on and talk to (Y/N), and I can’t let that happen” he concluded, his deep cerulean eyes trying to find answers in his friend’s

“Gods…I, is there a way?”

“Until I can find out who was behind the attacks against the Queen there is nothing I can do, they stopped the second I agreed to Sharon’s terms”

“Does she mean something to you? Do you consult her? seek comfort in her?” he asked again

“I don´t” he said quickly, “I wanted her to leave court”

“But why make your wife upset? She is carrying your firstborn, you have to tell her, you know what she said to me?

“What?” he asked

“Queen's heads had been lost for less than to come across his King´s and his mistress,” Bucky looked shocked, and terrified

“Does she really think I could…?”

“C´mon Bucky, throughout history there's been a hundred Kings that get rid of their Queens on false accusations of adultery, just to have their heads and after marry their mistresses without any further problems”

“I would never do that to her, ever, she is my wife, my queen, she has my child inside of her, I love her”

“She thinks you love Sharon”

“As soon as my child is out of her belly Sharon is gone from here”

“Ok, but until that happens, you need to talk to her, write her a letter even”

“Lady Romanoff” greeted the guard with a grin, “What a pleasant surprise”

“I needed to see my favorite guard” Nat swayed her hips and drew a small smirk, smiling at him

“All the way down to the stables?” he asked, playing along

“Why don’t we go to a more intimate place?” she asked. He smiled wickedly

“Whenever you want sweetheart” Nat guided him towards the back of the stables, and whe she made sure no one followed them, she hit him in the neck so hard he lost consciousness

“I don’t get paid enough for this” she grumbled, whe she looked at the heavy and big body of the unconscious guard

Nat threw a jar full of water over his head, making the man jumped on his spot, waking up instantly

“Wake up” she demanded, the man coughed, and tried to move, but he was tightly strapped to a heavy wooden chair

“What is this?” he asked, his fear increasing, “Release me at once! don’t you know who I am?”

“I know exactly who you are” she continued, “A traitor to the Crown”

“What are you talking about? release me you crazy…!” Nat punched him in the face so hard he drew a pained moan, fearing that she broke her jaw

“I’ll have you hanged you witch!” he yelled

“By who?” she asked, “Show me who’s behind you and I’ll tell you who is behind me” she answered

“What are you talking about?”

“Who sent the Queen the poisonous treats?” she asked

“I don’t know!” he yelled. Nat hit him again

“Talk!”

“Go to hell you wench!” without even flinching, she took out a sharp dagger she hid under her skirts, and stabbed him in the leg without hesitation

The thick stone walls made his scream ricochet. Without alerting anyone else in a mile radius, the old chamber underground was erect for this kind of work

When he stopped screeching in pain, Nat asked again

“Is strange” she growled, “both times the Queen had an attempt made against her and the Prince’s life, you seemed to be there, guarding her” she started, “How come?”

“I don’t know I didn’t poison her” he cried

“But you know who did, who is behind those attacks?” she pressured again

“I don’t, we’ve been told to just turn a blind eye” he cried, Natasha slapped him in the face again, making his turn painfully, “It’s the truth!”

“By who?” she asked again

“Rumlow” he answered

“He is no longer the Captain of the King’s guard” she accused

“But still, he has men that are still loyal to him” he whispered

“Who else besides you?” he shook his head, “give me the fucking names or I’ll start cutting fingers!”

“I’ll give you the names!” he cried, and Natasha heard calmly the names of about 5 guards, none of them were close to the King.

“Where is Rumlow now?”

“Staying at the whore house, the one near the docks, where all the guards meet”

“Good” she retrieved the dagger of his leg, making him cry out again

“Are you going to kill me?”

“No, but in exchange, I want you to leave, and never came back”

“Ok, ok, I will”

“I heard your family has a farm in the border with Wakanda I’d went there if I were you” he cried in pain because of ihs leg, but he nodded

Natasha smiled triumphantly when she exited the room, were the Counselor Fury awaited for her

“I have all the names of the guards we need to change”

“Good”

“And I know where Rumlow is”

“I’ll take this to the King” said Fury, “So he can finally begin putting an end to these threats”

“He didn’t know who was the one that send that poison, but I bet Rumlow does”

“I bet he does” he murmured, “Let’s find that motherfucker”

Nat’s cover couldn't be blown, so that forced Fury to walked towards the privy council room, where he found his King, accompanied by Duke Rogers

“Lord Fury, what can I help you with?” James mumbled, clearly upset of being interrupted

“The question is, my King, what I can do for you, with the information I have gathered,”

that seemed to relax his face, looking at the chancellor with interest

“What is it?”

“I’ve discovered a discrepancy amongst the guards” Steve looked at him surprised, “The ones that guarded the Queen’s chambers the night of the attempting poisoning, they were following commands of Rumlow”

“Did they poison her?” he asked, seething

“No, but they were told to”turn a blind eye” to the mysterious packages”

“That bastard Rumlow”

“There is someone else he is plotting with, the identity of this alleged traitor is yet to be discovered”

“I’ll give you all the permission and resources you’ll need”

“I also discovered where he is staying, but I need your authorization to apprehend him”

“You have it, I’ll give you the royal seal, catch that bastard and bring him to me”

“I shall go as well” said Steve firmly, “As a temporary Captain of the King’s guard”

“Good, go Steve there is none I trust more than you both”

“I’ll take my me so I’ll leave your guard here protecting you”

You didn't know what was going on

Since you found Sharon entering James´ private chambers, you had been avoiding your own husband like he was the plague incarnated, in hopes of keep being calm for the sake of the baby, your belly had swollen beautifully, as days turn to weeks

But what hurt was that James hadn't tried to make contact with you either, he kept giving you excuses without you asking for them, excuses for his long hunting trips, and the long meetings that prevent him to even have dinner at your side

There has been no more attempts against you or the prince, you knew as much, since Wanda told you anything she knew about those poisoned treats someone send you, and that’s why your King had been so busy, he was taking care of it, allegedly

You also noticed Sharon was missing, and that only made you more suspicious, and at the same time, more upset. Were they together? He had given you his word, perhaps it didn’t mean much. You were all alone now, Wanda in the skies with Vision’s attention, and Bucky nowhere in sight

You felt your chest heavy with sadness, you thought he had grow to care for you, and your mind was tormented with memories you two had made together, like in your journey to Madripoor, or your mother’ crown, or the numerous times you had slept right next to him… your coronation, the way he stood up to your father.

Did all of that mean nothing?

You took a deep breath as delicious fragrances from the flowers of the garden reach your nose, and you decided to sit in the edge of the water fountain, to enjoy the beautiful day, and the gardens that had bloomed in all their might

“My Queen” you rose your head from the fountain to gaze upon Duke Rogers, who came on your direction with his flock of loyal servants and guards “I must say you are a divine sight of motherhood” you smiled shyly, as you put a hand over your swollen belly

“You are too kind your Grace” you muttered

“Even so, you look unwell, should I look for a physician?”

“Please don't trouble yourself” you said, as you intended to rise from your seat, Steve came to your help as he graciously helped you, taking your hands and rose you to your feet “I'm happy to say our King´s child is strong, but I'm also sorry to say is drawing his strength from me” you said, smiling weakly

“Please, tell me what's troubling your Majesty” he urged, as you took deep breaths

“I´m afraid they are marital problems” you wanted it to reach the King how bitter you were, and what better option to make that happen with his most trusted friend's ear?

“My Queen?” he asked, alarmed

“Well, my holy condition will not allow the King and I to be together, and I totally understand why his loneliness would make him seek... his old companion”

“Does that upset you, your Majesty?” he asked, as seriousness took hold of his factions

“Yes, I can't help it” you said, after taking a large breath

“Why don't you just get rid of her?” he asked so naturally, and that made you shiver

“I know better” you whispered “Queen's heads had been lost for less than to come across his King’s and his mistress”

“Your majesty, the King adores you with all his heart” he said “it weighs heavily in his heart that he cannot be with you, so he takes his frustrations on someone else”

“He won’t even see me in the daytime” you said, you grief sneaking through your words, “I’m starting to think that, now that he had succeeded in his purpose, he won’t…” you couldn’t even finish that sentence, “That he doesn't care for me”

“That’s not true” he said softly, “He loves you, I’m sure of it”

“I would like to address this no further” you said “I came to the gardens to distract myself from this”

“Of course”

You continued to stroll through the magnificent gardens, that were your personal favorite part of the palace, the rich fountains and all kinds of plants and flowers

“Why won't you marry?” you asked, wishing to ponder upon other things, after all, that's what you meant to do when you visited the gardens

“I´m afraid it pained me so the loss of my wife and child, I married the court and his Majesty´s service instead”

“I'm so very sorry” you said, looking at him as he stop his stroll to return the look “I didn't know”

“We were young” he said, as you both resumed the walk “barely come of age, and I asked her to marry me, we did so, we were expecting our first child, it was a complicated pregnancy, and she died in childbirth, her and the boy” you gasped, as without thinking your hands cradled your belly “I´m so very sorry for this gruesome tale, your majesty”

“I´m the one who should be sorry, to bring you back so painful memories” you muttered

“It's been a long time since,” he said after a long sigh

“Maybe one day you’ll find love again” you whispered, with a reassuring smile

“I really hope so” he answered back, smiling at you

The Duke kept walking alongside you, until he left right at the doors of you own rooms

For the first time since he had memory, he was mad, mad at his friend, and at his King, Steve opened the door to James’ office, to find his friend deep in paperwork

“Bucky” Steve called “your Queen found out about your reunion with Sharon, she is upset”

“Shit” he cursed, slapping his wooden desk “how?”

“I´m not sure, I think she just saw Sharon entering your chambers” he grunted, not daring to look at his friend “I don´t understand it” Steve reprimanded “why do you do this to her?”

“Steve you don´t understand, I wasn't intimate with her, she… wanted to see me”

“She wanted to talk to you?”

“Yes, we just talked, her time to leave court is almost upon us, and… She had some news for me”

“What news?”

“Sharon is pregnant”

“What?”

“She is already showing” he murmured, “She is further along than the Queen, so I have to keep her away from her, and if I don’t keep her close to me, she will go on and talk to (Y/N), and I can’t let that happen” he concluded, his deep cerulean eyes trying to find answers in his friend’s

“Gods…I, is there a way?”

“Until I can find out who was behind the attacks against the Queen there is nothing I can do, they stopped the second I agreed to Sharon’s terms”

“Does she mean something to you? Do you consult her? seek comfort in her?” he asked again

“I don´t” he said quickly, “I wanted her to leave court”

“But why make your wife upset? She is carrying your firstborn, you have to tell her, you know what she said to me?

“What?” he asked

“Queen's heads had been lost for less than to come across his King´s and his mistress,” Bucky looked shocked, and terrified

“Does she really think I could…?”

“C´mon Bucky, throughout history there's been a hundred Kings that get rid of their Queens on false accusations of adultery, just to have their heads and after marry their mistresses without any further problems”

“I would never do that to her, ever, she is my wife, my queen, she has my child inside of her, I love her”

“She thinks you love Sharon”

“As soon as my child is out of her belly Sharon is gone from here”

“Ok, but until that happens, you need to talk to her, write her a letter even”

“Lady Romanoff” greeted the guard with a grin, “What a pleasant surprise”

“I needed to see my favorite guard” Nat swayed her hips and drew a small smirk, smiling at him

“All the way down to the stables?” he asked, playing along

“Why don’t we go to a more intimate place?” she asked. He smiled wickedly

“Whenever you want sweetheart” Nat guided him towards the back of the stables, and whe she made sure no one followed them, she hit him in the neck so hard he lost consciousness

“I don’t get paid enough for this” she grumbled, whe she looked at the heavy and big body of the unconscious guard

Nat threw a jar full of water over his head, making the man jumped on his spot, waking up instantly

“Wake up” she demanded, the man coughed, and tried to move, but he was tightly strapped to a heavy wooden chair

“What is this?” he asked, his fear increasing, “Release me at once! don’t you know who I am?”

“I know exactly who you are” she continued, “A traitor to the Crown”

“What are you talking about? release me you crazy…!” Nat punched him in the face so hard he drew a pained moan, fearing that she broke her jaw

“I’ll have you hanged you witch!” he yelled

“By who?” she asked, “Show me who’s behind you and I’ll tell you who is behind me” she answered

“What are you talking about?”

“Who sent the Queen the poisonous treats?” she asked

“I don’t know!” he yelled. Nat hit him again

“Talk!”

“Go to hell you wench!” without even flinching, she took out a sharp dagger she hid under her skirts, and stabbed him in the leg without hesitation

The thick stone walls made his scream ricochet. Without alerting anyone else in a mile radius, the old chamber underground was erect for this kind of work

When he stopped screeching in pain, Nat asked again

“Is strange” she growled, “both times the Queen had an attempt made against her and the Prince’s life, you seemed to be there, guarding her” she started, “How come?”

“I don’t know I didn’t poison her” he cried

“But you know who did, who is behind those attacks?” she pressured again

“I don’t, we’ve been told to just turn a blind eye” he cried, Natasha slapped him in the face again, making his turn painfully, “It’s the truth!”

“By who?” she asked again

“Rumlow” he answered

“He is no longer the Captain of the King’s guard” she accused

“But still, he has men that are still loyal to him” he whispered

“Who else besides you?” he shook his head, “give me the fucking names or I’ll start cutting fingers!”

“I’ll give you the names!” he cried, and Natasha heard calmly the names of about 5 guards, none of them were close to the King.

“Where is Rumlow now?”

“Staying at the whore house, the one near the docks, where all the guards meet”

“Good” she retrieved the dagger of his leg, making him cry out again

“Are you going to kill me?”

“No, but in exchange, I want you to leave, and never came back”

“Ok, ok, I will”

“I heard your family has a farm in the border with Wakanda I’d go there if I were you” he cried in pain because of his leg, but he nodded

Natasha smiled triumphantly when she exited the room, were the Counselor Fury awaited for her

“I have all the names of the guards we need to change”

“Good”

“And I know where Rumlow is”

“I’ll take this to the King” said Fury, “So he can finally begin putting an end to these threats”

“He didn’t know who was the one that send that poison, but I bet Rumlow does”

“I bet he does” he murmured, “Let’s find that motherfucker”

Nat’s cover couldn't be blown, so that forced Fury to walked towards the privy council room, where he found his King, accompanied by Duke Rogers

“Lord Fury, what can I help you with?” James mumbled, clearly upset of being interrupted

“The question is, my King, what I can do for you, with the information I have gathered,”

that seemed to relax his face, looking at the chancellor with interest

“What is it?”

“I’ve discovered a discrepancy amongst the guards” Steve looked at him surprised, “The ones that guarded the Queen’s chambers the night of the attempting poisoning, they were following commands of Rumlow”

“Did they poison her?” he asked, seething

“No, but they were told to ”turn a blind eye” to the mysterious packages”

“That bastard”

“There is someone else he is plotting with, the identity of this alleged traitor is yet to be discovered”

“I’ll give you all the permission and resources you’ll need to find him and apprehend him” he said firmly, “Everything you’ll need is yours”

“I also discovered where he is staying, but I need your authorization to apprehend him”

“You have it, I’ll give you the royal seal, catch that bastard and bring him to me”

“I shall go as well” said Steve firmly, “As a temporary Captain of the King’s guard”

“Good, go Steve there is none I trust more than you both”

“I’ll take my men so I’ll leave your guards here protecting you”

"Find him" demanded the King

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[andvys]

TATTOO KISS PART 30

- “You can´t wait to see him, to feel him, to kiss him” AHHHH! I LOVE THAT!

- “You realized that you would be okay, you will find your way back to each other, because the bond that you share is one of a kind, a friendship like yours cannot be broken, no matter what” I like that they´re still gonna be friends, bc I think that when they were friends thinks where easier between the two of them and it seemed easier to trust in the other when they were friends

- “Eddie is sitting on his doorstep, staring up at the pink sky. A cigarette between his lips, he seems to be lost in his thoughts, not noticing you yet” Aww I’m sure he looks cute while he´s lost in his thoughts

- “He looks so pretty” OF COURSE! HE´S EDDIE HE´S THE PRETTIEST BOY!!

- “He is wearing the Megadeth shirt that you had gotten him a while back” Not Eddie using a shirt that´s from my favorite metal band! I love you for that!!

- Why is he sad???

- “You don´t see the way his brows furrow, the way his eyes flash with confusion, you don´t even notice how long it takes him to hug you back” WHATTTTT????

- “I missed you” Did you? He wants to ask, Whyyyyy? OFC I MISSED HIM!

- Yes, I missed him when I was with Steve!!!

-“Are you going to tell me that you went back with Harrington” WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK????

- “Listen, I-I uh, need time…I can´t really deal with this, right now” NOOOOOOO, Y/N doesn´t like Steve anymore, but bc of Steve he doesn´t believes Y/N!!!

- “How can he think he is not worthy? When he is the greatest man and person you´ve ever met” AWWWW

- “You… thought about leaving me?” Nooooooooooo! Andy how can you do this to meee??? ☹

- Awww, I wanna cry, poor Y/N she can´t trust in ppl anymore because they leave, her dad left her, then Steve, I wouldn ´t judge her for thinking that

- AWWWWW, he won´t leave her!

- Y/N is a badass!

- Y/N has a picture of Eddie in her locket??? That´s so cute!!

- I think I´m as impressed as Eddie is bc of his picture in Y/N´s locket. Like I imagined her not knowing what picture to put in it, so maybe it was “pictureless” for a while until she realized that she loved Eddie, so then she put that picture of him that maybe she took, maybe Wayne gave her that picture? IDK

- “As soon as I got it, I cut your face from a picture we took at the carnival, and put it inside” AHHHHHHHH, now I know why she put that picture

- “I love you, Eddie. More than just my best friend” AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! I LOVE THIS!!!!

- “I can´t live without you” AWWWW, I´m gonna cry, like Steve really hurt her, A LOT. And also, she just doesn´t realizes how much Eddie loves her!!

- “I love you so much Eddie Munson” AWWWWWW

- “I love you so much princess” AWWWW, he calls her Princess!! I love it!

- Awww, I love that Eddie´s love is unconditional

- I love how Eddie really prefers her to be happy, than to make her suffer, even if he knows that he can makes her happy, he can´t just force her to love him, and i´m glad that he waited for her

- “I hurt you, I-I´m sorry. I´m so sorry” Awwww

- “I bought it just for you” AHHHHHH! I love that!

- “I love everything about you” He´s so sweet!

-  “I want to learn what you like Eds” AHHH!

- THE SMUT?? LOVE ITTTT!

- “My pretty boy” That´s so cute!

- Eddie crying during sex because feels love and loved!!

- “You are trusting him, loving him, letting him love you” AWWW, that´s so sweet

- “You´re the love of my life” AWWWWW, He´s so sweet!

- “He feels like home” because he´s home

- “You´re mine too” AWWW, they  do love each other

- “I can´t believe you want me” Now I wanna cry, like he´s the best boy ever, why wouldn´t someone choose him??

- WTF was wrong with Steve? Like let´s talk a little bit about Steve as a bf to Y/N, he was such an ass, like Steve only cleaned Y/N only ONCE in all their relationship?? Apart from the other things he´s done before, I´m glad that Y/N found Eddie

- “The fucking cutest” HAHAHA! Love it

- “He had his eyes on you before he even knew your name” AWWWWWWW

- “Loving you felt so safe” Awww, I love that!

- “We´re fucking idiots” HAHAHA! They are!!

- Ok, so Robin knew that Eddie like Y/N but still prefer Steve to be with Y/N than Eddie??

- And Steve knew even before Gareth??? WTH!

- Not Eddie having a jacket that belongs to Y/N while in the first chapters, Y/N had Eddie´s jacket in her bedroom

-  WAYNEEEEEEE

-  Even Wayne knew and Eddie and Y/N didn´t HAHAHA

- AWWWW, happy Eddie! I love it!!

- Awww, so they´re gonna have a trip? That´s romantic!

- Okay, i´m kinda sad that she´s gonna move out of the state with Eddie bc I hoped to see more of them as a couple, but surrounded by friends and family

- I´m also sad that it seems like, after Steve and Y/N, his dad seems cold towards him

- AWW, the end was cute

Okay, I´m crying rn, I did not expect that they would move out of Hawkins, I imagined them living in a little house near Wayne or smth, or even still living with Wayne and Y/N´s mom, but I hope that in some future, they come back to Hawkins, I hope they come either to visit or to stay, and spend time with Heather, Argyle, Chrissy, Robin, Steve, Wayne, and Y/N´s mom, but I liked this chapter a lot!

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AAHHH IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKED THE LAST CHAPTER!!!

thank you for this review! i’m always so entertained reading your reactions! 🤭🩷

Eddie and her just wanted some time to themselves, that’s why they decided to move out of Hawkins! They will be back though, and you’ll see them back in Hawkins in the epilogue!

Thank you for reading this story, for sending all these sweet reviews and for your support 🩷🫶🏻

[holykillercake]

Emergency Light

ᴋᴏʙʏ x ᴍᴀʀɪɴᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

word count: 2.6k

summary: 

Female reader developed a crush on Koby since he stood up against Akainu in Marineford. Someday at a party at the marine´s, you get drunk, too drunk. Koby takes you to your room before a disaster happens. You two get stuck in the elevator while everyone is busy partying.

highlight:  You wondered if they were training kamikaze marines now.

warning: 1. ¨Do not press random buttons.¨ - LAW, Trafalgar; 2. Trafalgar Law is not part of this story, but his wise words are worth of quotation. 

notes: *knock knock* Hi, guys! After a terrible writing block, I finally finished @pure-kirarin​´s lovely lovely request, which I used as summary since it was really good! I really hope you like it! <3 A little disclaimer! At some point, the ¨too drunk¨ part vanished from my brain, so our reader is just... drunk, hahaha. 

𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤, 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖!

¨Y/N-san!¨ 

You were wiping a sweat drop from your forehead when the pink-haired boy appeared beside you, offering an isotonic drink and a warm smile. 

You did your best to hide the tiny heart attack you had.

¨Koby-san!¨ you shouted, smiling awkwardly. ¨Oh... is it for me?¨

¨Of course! You have been working really hard these days.¨

¨Thanks.¨ you took the drink from his hands. The heat and condensation caused a layer of cold sweat to wrap the bottle. ¨I just don´t know why they are making us help prepare this party. They have a team for this, Koby-san! Besides, we´re Captains now.¨ you pouted the last bit. 

¨Yeah...¨ he scratched the back of his neck. ¨well, at least we get to spend some time together!¨

¨I know, I just-¨ you stopped talking as his words processed in your brain. 

You felt your blood vessels dilating on your cheeks, leaving a hot sensation on your face. 

Perhaps he was just being polite, or maybe you were making a big deal out of this, but you couldn´t help. You have been fond of him for a while now, and you couldn't stop that involuntary reaction of your body when he said such lovely things. 

Koby realized the words that came out of his mouth, and the scene that followed made even your spirit giggle. His eyes opened wide, and you could almost feel his throat running dry with all his stuttering.

 If that was a blushing competition, you would be down to the second place. 

¨W-We´ve been on separate missions for ten months, right? I m-mean... and it´s not dangerous or anything, and-¨ 

¨Yeah, you´re right, Koby-san.¨ a smitten smile blossomed on your lips, and you tried to hide it by sipping the refreshing drink. 

As stated by the boy, you had spent almost a year in different locations of the Grand Line, leading missions of your own. That was the kind of thing you had to do as promoted Captains.

You had no idea where Koby ended up going. These subjects could not be discussed over snail transponders, just for precaution. In fact, you barely spoke to him during this time. There were only a few nights when you would exchange coded messages. 

Since you became Captains, your tasks have kept you apart for much longer than before. You couldn't help but miss him and wonder how he must be doing during those times. 

You have already met thousands of Marines. Some even stronger and more agile than him, but no one had his willpower. You would put your hands on the fire for that. 

Whenever you felt unmotivated or helpless, the memory of the boy standing up against Sakazuki, putting his life on the line to honor his fallen comrades made your blood burn hotter. 

He did what no one else had the guts to do. 

Too blinded by the bloodshed, in the end, the number of casualties made it clear that accomplishing the task was no reason to celebrate.

When the sole of your shoes stained with blood and the blade of your sword sliced through anyone who didn´t wear the justice symbol on their back, you questioned if the Marines had finally lost their purpose. 

You should be civilized and do justice, but not at the expense of soldiers who had families to return to. If the target had already been eliminated, why were you still fighting? 

A chill ran down your spine when, for the first time, you looked up and faced the massacre. It was as if before, you could look at everything and, at the same time, see nothing. 

If Koby hadn´t stood up at that moment, you wouldn´t be here today. Maybe for leaving, maybe for dying. But his act of braveness and courage returned a bit of your hope. 

You wanted to see how far he could go, and hopefully, you would be by his side. 

Before, you used to watch him, along with his colleague Helmeppo, getting beat up and beat up by Garp and always put himself back on his feet. 

You wondered if they were training kamikaze marines now. 

From your room, you had a perfect view of the training circuit, so you could see the cycle repeating itself over and over again. Boys, seduced by the idea of absolute justice, strength, and power to fight bad guys, came to Marineford willing to prove their worth. They would fall a few times before the sparkle in their eyes started to fade. 

Eventually, they would fade too. 

Those boys, however, fell and fell, being punched to a pulp, then patched back together only to suffer on Garp´s hands again. Watching them became your late-night entertainment, and seeing their improvements and growth turned out to warm your heart. 

At some point, you were assigned to be their opponent, and from that moment on, your days became brighter. They would share the craziest stories and tell the funniest jokes. Or not so much tell jokes. They were naturally clumsy and fun. 

Although, if you could choose, you would prefer to spend more time with Koby. Nothing against Helmeppo, he was just too much sometimes. But apparently, they came in a two-for-one pack. 

                                                             ***

It has been only a few hours since the party started and you reached the jackpot. You had taken all your frustrations on alcohol and rice cakes, and it showed. 

Every ten seconds, the memory of what you wanted to do disappeared, and that was somehow hilarious, making you explode in laughter and cause commotions. So for every ten seconds during the first hours, one of the last remaining sober in the enclosure had tiny cardiac arrests. 

Everyone was drunk enough to have a good time without causing any trouble. But the detail worth mentioning was that your party had started a little earlier, under the statement that you needed a little incentive to help you through the night. 

It meant that your energetically loud phase was close to reaching its end, giving place for your sleepy and distracted persona. Your eyes felt heavier by the second, light dizziness fogging your brain, but it felt relaxing. 

¨You know Koby is a type of meat?¨ you said, resting your chin on the table and giggling to yourself.

¨Y/N-san, I-I don´t think that´s the name of it.¨ his face turned red as he shifted on the cushion, adjusting his posture. 

¨Ugh, you´re so nervous Koby, you should relax.¨ you sang the last syllable. ¨Look at Meppo, he´s relaxing.¨

Your lips bent in a goofy smile as you watched your comrades building an okaki tower on Helmeppo´s head. The blonde had passed out on the table a few minutes earlier, too exhausted and drunk. He looked so peaceful in his sleep that a yawn escaped your mouth, catching Koby´s attention. 

¨Y/N-san, you should go to bed already. Y-You look tired.¨ his voice trembled when he took sight of your sparkling but sleepy eyes, rosy face, and messy hair. 

¨Hmm, no... I´m still good.¨

Another yawn. 

¨Come, I can walk you to your room before you relax like Helmeppo.¨ 

Your brain was working in slow motion, so by the time you thought of answering him, your grip was already tight in his. A little tighter than necessary, but you were afraid your wobbly legs would cease, and honestly, he didn't object at all.

The air outside the salon made your nostrils hurt within every breath, not because it was freezing cold but because the alcohol made your body run hotter than usual. Your ears felt like they were clogged, but that was merely the tingling silence on the empty hall. 

When he guided you inside of the elevator and pressed the corresponding button to your floor, your gasp, which echoed through the narrow walls, made Koby jump back, scanning for any sign of danger. 

¨Oh my God, look at this, Koby!¨ 

He watched you walk closer to the panel, completely mesmerized. ¨Uh... what, Y/N-san?¨ 

¨Wow! They never did this before!¨ you shouted, falling on your knees and leaning in like a child on an ice cream shop showcase. 

The boy kept staring at you, who pressed the buttons in a row with shimmering eyes. What was in that saké?

¨They never did...?¨

¨Look!¨ you clicked some more. ¨When I press the buttons... they light up!¨

A moment of silence fell upon the two of you, and although Koby always felt comfortable in your presence, he wasn´t sure what to do now.  

You, on the other hand, didn´t seem to mind, too focused on your groundbreaking discovery. 

¨Y/N-san, they have always...¨

¨This is so cool!¨

¨Y/N-san... I don´t think you should...¨

¨What does this one do-¨

A loud shriek escaped your mouth when the shaking of the elevator took you off balance, making your butt meet the floor in a thump. The lights flashed a few times before everything in your sight was pitch black. 

You heard Koby call your name, asking if you were hurt, but all you could do was hold still, fearing for your life. The alcohol made the bouncing feel like a devastating earthquake. 

¨Y/N-san!¨ you felt light pats on your shoes. ¨Are you ok? I can´t see anything!¨ 

Koby crawled on the floor, using your foot as a way to locate you. 

¨Koby, stop moving.¨ you whispered, but he seemed not to hear, lost in his rumbles. ¨Koby, stop moving!. We´re going to fall.¨

¨Wh-no! Y/N-san, are you hurt?¨

¨No, I don´t think so.¨ you answered, head swirling and heart racing in your chest. 

¨Y/N-san, did you press the emergency button?¨ 

¨No!¨ you stopped for a second, failing to hold your drunken giggles for yourself. ¨But that´d be a great idea right now. I think I remember where it is!¨ 

You twisted your body towards the panel, ignoring Koby´s attempts to stop you, and started to touch the many buttons, searching for the emergency one. 

Click. 

Click. 

Click, click, click. 

¨It´s not worki-¨ you squealed when the elevator struck again, piercing sound of creaking metal cooling every disc in your spine.

¨Y/N-san, please stop pressing the buttons!¨ Koby cried. 

The feeling was too strange. You felt everything rocking slightly, no light was coming in, and the adrenaline made it difficult for you to calm down and adapt to the darkness. 

Your breathing had already become irregular and heavier when the emergency light turned on. It was dim and greenish but better than nothing. 

¨Oh, no.¨ he said.

¨No, no. Don´t say oh, no.¨ You shook your head. 

¨Y/N-san, that´s the emergency light.¨

¨Yeah, so...?¨

¨So the elevators are not a priority now.¨

¨And that´s bad...?¨

¨Well, yes, because the energy is being used somewhere else.¨

You stared at him for a few seconds. All of his words made total sense, and in a normal situation, you would be able to handle it without further complications. 

¨Koby, I don´t know if you´re getting somewhere...¨

¨Y/N-san, there was probably a problem with the generators, and they had to redirect the energy consumption.¨ you nodded, starting to connect some dots in your head. ¨I think they are sending everything to the kitchen beca-¨

¨Wait.¨ you said with a terrified expression painted all over your face. ¨We´re stuck?¨

He saw the panic grow in your eyes. 

¨Y-Yes. B-But it should be back soon, don´t worry. Someone will come.¨ 

You remained in silence for the first hour, mainly because you kept falling asleep.

Little by little, the effects of the alcohol on your body began to cease and your temperature to cool down. Added to that, the darker the night fell, the chillier it got. So at some point, you couldn´t sleep anymore because your bones wouldn´t stop shivering. 

Koby handed you his coat as soon as he took notice of your discomfort. 

¨No, you don´t have to-¨

¨Y/N-san, you´ll end up getting sick.¨ he spoke, leaning a bit forward so you could take the piece of clothing. 

¨Thanks.¨

A huge smile rose on your lips when the coat fell on your shoulders. It was incredibly warm and had his soothing laundry fresh smell. 

Maybe with a hint of meat from the party. 

It served you like a cape, so you pulled the collars closer to your body and curled up to retain the warmth. If you closed your eyes, you could almost feel like it was him. 

That granted you another nap. 

Still, after about twenty minutes, something woke you up. This time it was a sneeze from Koby, who leaned against the wall, hugging his legs close to his body. 

Guilt hit you right in the guts. 

You crawled towards him, gently poking his leg. 

¨Koby-san...¨

He raised his head and mumbled something you didn't understand. Maybe he asked if you were ok. 

¨I... I´m still a little cold... c-can I sit by your side?¨

¨Uh? Yes, of course.¨ he shifted on the same spot, only to return to the previous position. 

His voice was a little nasal and rasped, probably from the cold. You hoped he wouldn´t get a sore throat. 

The coat became a blanket that you used to cover both of your legs, although he made sure you had gotten the bottom end since it had more fabric.

¨Are you feeling better, Y/N-san?¨

¨I am, thank you.¨ you whispered.

¨Y-You can lay on my shoulder... if you want.¨

You smiled and did as he suggested, curling up closer to him. It took you very little to fall asleep once you rested your head on his shoulder. His body began to feel warmer, and he even asked if you wanted to hook your arm with his to maintain warmth. 

Using the last bit of boldness provided by the saké, you reached for his hand. You had this sensation, deep down, that the feelings you carried for him were reciprocated. But you could deal with this some other time. For now, you focused on calming down the fireworks inside of your chest. 

[EXTRA SCENE]

A roaring noise followed by a ray of light fished you out of whatever dreams you were having. You pulled the blanket up to cover your eyes and snuggled deeper into the warm body in front of you.

Nothing crossed his mind at that moment. All you wanted to do was get rid of the light and have a few more hours to sleep. However, a sound like a throat clearing caught your attention.

You blinked a few times, images of last night taking form in your memory. The last thing you remembered before blacking out was you leaning against Koby.

I must have slipped to the floor at some point. 

Your hands were wrapped in a turquoise fabric, and it didn't take long for you to realize that the fabric was wrapped around someone.

Koby's scarf.

Koby!

You ended up lying in front of each other, sharing his uniform. Your face a few centimeters from his chest.

After yawning a couple of times, you opened a distance to look at him. 

His face was wrinkled, brows furrowed, and lips turned into a pout. The round glasses were no longer on his head, and the bandana, like his hair, was frowzy. 

So adorable.

A louder throat clearing made you turn your head. The groggy smile on your lips disappeared instantly with the image of the elevator repairer, Garp, and dozens of other marines staring at the two of you.

[itsnothesameasitwas]

Hola espero que estés bien ✨

Me preguntaba si conoces o tienes un análisis de la canción de Woman de Harry?

Bueno, primero daré mi postura en general sobre la canción, muchos no la toman como una canción larry en sí sino como un relleno/? pero habemos otrxs que creemos está inspirada en elounor o en las barbas de L pero desde una perspectiva de H celoso y dolido.

Personalmente creo que fue escrita por un Harry celoso/dolido y sigue la línea de otras canciones como: Happily, Just a little bit of your heart y To be so lonely + Girl Crush + Jolene. (playlist) y ahora te voy a explicar porqué…

WOMAN ANÁLISIS

ENGLISH VERSION

*Aclaración: este análisis es desde mi punto de vista, TODAS las canciones están abiertas distintas interpretaciones.

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A lo largo del análisis iré desglosando cada parte, Woman está compuesta de la siguiente manera:

Intro

Verso 1

Pre Coro 1 + Cambio de letra

Coro

Verso 2

Pre Coro 2

Coro

Intro

Deberíamos buscar comedias románticas en Netflix y ver qué encontramos?

Should we just search romantic comedies on Netflix and then see what we find?

Al inicion de WOMAN escuchamos Adam(x) (guitarrista de la banda) diciendo esta frase, la cual en mi opinión no tiene relación con la canción; podría ser en relación al proceso que hubo durante la grabación del albúm ya que sabemos todos los días veían comedias románticas en Netflix (x) ,así que esta frase no es relevante desde mi pov.

Verso 1

Soy egoísta, lo sé

I'm selfish, I know

Pero no te quiero ver nunca con él

But I don't ever want to see you with him

Soy egoísta, lo sé

I'm selfish, I know

Te lo dije, pero ya sé que nunca escuchas

I told you, but I know you never listen

Aquí es donde empieza lo interesante hahaha... inicia diciendo ‘soy egoísta, lo sé’ y en mi opinión esto lo dice porque sabe como funciona todo esto, sabe que es parte de su ‘trabajo’ que no es porque L elija hacerlo sino porque tiene que hacerlo, o sea lo dice porque sabe que L no tiene opción pero aún así le molesta la situación.

Egoísta: persona que antepone el interés propio al ajeno.

**En el análisis de Kiwi dije que ellos a veces escriben desde 2 perspectivas pero en WOMAN yo creo que H está hablando con 2 personas así que voy a usar colores para identificar a cada quien.

Rosa - ella

Azul - Louis

En las primeras 2 líneas creo que es obvio que le habla a ella, la ‘mujer’ y pero enfocándonos en la 2da él dice ‘pero no te quiero ver nunca con él’ y si lo juntamos sería ‘soy egoísta, lo sé… pero no te quiero ver nunca con él’ lo que me lleva a pensar que a H no le importa si tienen que hacerlo o no, a él NO le gusta la idea de que alguien más está con el hombre que ama.

Después en la 3ra y 4ta línea le habla a L, dice ‘te lo dije, pero ya sé que nunca escuchas’ esta parte la dice de una manera posesiva e incluso se puede notar con la pronunciación en la canción (x) y ahora no necesariamente hay que unir ambas líneas, siento que es una especie de reclamo entre ellos… H diciendo que le ha dicho a L que NO le gusta la situación pero aún así no hace nada y después entraría el ‘soy egoísta, lo sé’ porque a mi parecer recalca que sabe que no puede hacer nada L por cambiarlo pero aún así le molesta y él se lo ha hecho saber.

Pre-Coro 1

Espero que puedas ver la forma en la que estoy

I hope you can see the shape that I'm in

Mientras el está tocando tu piel

While he's touching your skin

Él está dónde yo debería, dónde yo debería estar

He's right where I should, where I should be

Pero me estás haciendo sangrar

But you're making me bleed

En el precoro otra vez se dirige a ella, y las primeras dos líneas son realmente dolorosas… supongo que debes haber visto alguna vez una de esas secuencias donde H se ve triste e incómodo mientras L y Elk interactúan (no quiero causar dolor así que pondré solo un ejemplo) (x)

Este es del 2013, estaban en Pensilvania para dar un concierto y pues antes del concierto estuvieron haciendo sus cosas… H estuvo jugando football americano con Niall y su seguridad y todo normal hasta que salen L y Elk juntos que claramente se ve en el video que H les avienta el balón cuando los ve y después s tira al piso :(

pero si quieres más ejemplos tengo este post (x) revisalo bajo tu propio riesgo NO me hago responsable de las lágrimas derramadas.

Pues ya teniendo contexto puedo seguir con mi explicación… estas dos líneas IMO son de H diciéndole a ella que aunque NO sea real le duele porque alguien más está con la persona que quiere y luego adivina que hizo H!!! cambió la letra de la canción, o sea los pronombres.

La primera vez que cambió los pronombres fue en México (mi país mi país) pero esto solo es un dato; el punto es que después de los conciertos en México se hizo más recurrente el cambio de letra (x) (x) (x)

Pre-Coro (lyrics change)

Ella está dónde yo debería, dónde yo debería estar

She's right where I should, where I should be

Y aquí se hizo más obvio que la canción no es para ‘una exnovia la cual no puede superar’ porque… cuál sería la razón para cambiar los pronombres???... Esta línea es una declaración, él está diciendo que ella está ocupando el lugar que le pertenece no importa si no es real, a ella la están viendo con su pareja no a él.

Y por último la 4ta línea que es muy dolorosa; ‘pero me estás haciendo sangrar’ yo creo que también va dirigida a ella porque ya le dijo que no la quiere cerca de él, que le molesta su presencia y que lo lastima verla con él, así que está es otra declaración solo que esta vez de todo el dolor que le produce ella.

Coro

Mujer, mujer (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)

Woman, woman (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)

Mu-mujer, mujer

Wo-woman, woman

Mujer, mujer (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)

Woman, woman (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)

Mu-mujer, mujer (Hey!)

Wo-woman, woman (Hey!)

Nunca le había prestado tanta atención al coro, siempre sentí que solo era parte de la canción pero luego de haberla escuchado en loop durante toda la semana me dí cuenta de que tiene un significado más profundo…

Esto es algo viejo/? pero cuando salió recuerdo que muchxs empezaron a decir que se escuchaban quacks de patos (ik hahaha) pero después de mucho pensarlo llegué a la conclusión de que estos ruidos obviamente tendrían un porqué y creo que es como una especie de juego de palabras/? me refiero a esto:

(x)¿por qué hacer sonidos de patos? me puse a pensar y recordé que los patos son usados como señuelos y sabes qué más es un señuelo? las barbas (lol) entonces IMO los ruidos de patos que se escuchan son haciendo referencia a ella

Después ya entrando más en la letra, nunca lo había pensado pero siento que es como cuando eres pequeñx y alguien te dice algo pero ya estás hartx de esa persona entonces te tapas los oídos y empiezas a decir “lalalalalala” para ignorarlx, entonces sería ‘woman, woman (lalalalala)” lo que me lleva a pensar que realmente no la soporta y trata de ignorarla de todas las maneras posibles; y el ‘wo-women’ creo que es una manera como para dar a entender el desagrado que siente por ella, no es capaz ni de mencionarla sin sentir molestia.

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Verso 2

Tentado, lo sabes

Tempted, you know

Las disculpas nunca arreglaran esto (Hmm-mm)

Apologies are never gonna fix this (Hmm-mm)

Estoy vacío, lo sé

I'm empty, I know

Y las promesas se rompen como puntadas

And promises are broken like a stitch is

Verde - Ambos / H

La 1ra línea considero va dirigida a L, diciéndole que está tentado pero no en una mala manera, quiero decir que está tentado a decirle a todos, acabar con esto porque no lo soporta pero no puede.

En la segunda línea podría ser desde (a) ambos puntos de vista, ellos como relación diciendo que ‘las disculpas nunca arreglaran esto’ haciendo referencia a su management tal vez sobre las veces que se han disculpado por toda esa situación pero obviamente una disculpa por más sincera que sea no sana todo el dolor causado. (b) aunque también creo que podría ser solo H diciendolo a L que sabe que por más que no sea su culpa y aunque se disculpe eso no arregla todo el dolor que siente al verlo relacionado con alguien más (alguien que no es él)

Y la 3ra es una declaración nuevamente, si lo ponemos en contexto creo que trata de decir que está completamente triste, dolido por esto; y de ahí en la 4ta podrían ser ambos otra vez hacia su management diciendo todas las veces que han prometido esto va a acabar pero que son solo palabras porque no hay acciones que lo demuestren ‘y las promesas se rompen como puntadas’

Pre-Coro 2

Espero que puedas ver la forma en la que estaba

I hope you can see, the shape I've been in

Mientras el tocaba tu piel

While he's touching your skin

Esta cosa en mi, aúlla como una bestia

This thing upon me, howls like a beast

Tu flor, tu fiesta

You flower, you feast

Y el pre coro 2 inicia de manera similar al 1ro pero esta vez lo pone en pasado, así que siento que aunque le habla a ella le dice que espera que haya notado lo mucho que le molesta que los vean juntos, como para dejárselo en claro.

Y las últimas 2 lineas H citó el poema Viejo muerto en una habitación de Charle Bukowski (x) (escritor y poeta)... la poesía es algo compleja al igual que las canciones ya que son abiertas a muchas interpretaciones y después de haber releído muchas veces este poema yo diría que habla sobre la vida del artista, sobre como hacer eso que llaman ‘arte’ puede ser una prisión para el que la hace ya que pierde sus libertades y causa dolor.

Pero ahí no acaba la 3ra línea… ‘esta cosa en mi, aulla como una bestia’ cuando dice ‘esta cosa en mi’ creo que se refiere a los celos y la molestia que siente y el ‘aulla como bestia’ a que no puede controlarlo, es humano y es normal tener emociones hacia las situaciones que vivimos y aunque el sepa que no es real no deja de molestarlo y aunque lo intente no puede para sus celos.

Coro

Y ese es mi análisis / pensamientos en woman, espero te haya servido pero si tienes dudas mandame un ask o dm :) btw si quieres que haga el análisis de otra canción puedes decirme, sinceramente AMO hacerlos hshshhs…

-Ana