#he seems quite worried for her considering his Q&A

[cptnjeanlucpicard]

*a flash of light and a gorgeous woman with redish long hair arrives in his office. She does not look pleased to be here* 'Since 'he' obviously won't tell you, I am going to.' She sees Picards confused look and is mildly amused by it 'I am the, how would you mammals say it, 'mother' of Junior. But don't worry. After the humiliation he put me through he is all yours. As far as I am concerned, Q might as well have died in that war. Oh, he hasn't told you about that, has he? Did not tell you about another Q having committed suicide, the different fractions and the war this ended up leading to inside of the Continuum with some Qs fighting for more freedom and others for more control?'

She tries to act as if she is above it all, a bit snide but there is a certain agression coming with each rhetorical question

'Did not tell you that he harassed that little human woman on the stranded space ship to let him make her pregnant and that he would not have stopped doing so if I hadn't arrived? Did not tell you that he created a child with a long time political ally in order to create a child to qualm the war by doing something revolutionizing?'

Picard could feel everything around him shift, her anger was clear but (thankfully) it was clearly not directed at him but at Q.

'That he then got bored and aside from the childs upbringing now and again left me to be the one to do the boring work of reorganizing the entire Continuums political structure? That he left me to take care of what used to be 'our' political fraction, make reforms and do what your primitive mind would consider 'government work' all so he can ignore I even exist in favour of some primate from some nowhere planet?'

Her anger seemed to disappear and what was left was an arrogant snear

'No, he did not tell you that. But I did not come here to give you a little exposition. I came here to warn you. Because there is still a little bit of my pride left. I am already the laughing stock of the Continuum for having a former mate who obsesses and is married to a filthy little organic.'

She comes close to the Captain to whisper into his ear

'I will not be the one who mated with a Q who isn't even good enough for a human as well. You have him. All. To. Yourself. And if I even hear of you throwing him away I will visit you a second time.

But I won't be so nice then.'

*and with a flash of light she disappear*

*Picard sits back, stunned for a moment. His head is spinning from all the information that was just rather aggressively dumped on him. Q has clearly been hiding much of this from him--Picard plans to give him quite a harsh talking-to about that the next time he sees Q.*

*But not too harsh. He doesn't like the idea of angering Q's former mate. He regretfully sighs. He supposes this means...*

You have nothing to worry about, Q. *he says, hoping she can tell he means her and not his...husband.* If that's how you want it, I suppose I can...postpone any plans for divorce indefinitely. *Until he finds some way to safely get out of this, it looks like he's completely and utterly trapped with Q.*

[the-himawari-otome]

B’s-LOG September 2023 - Utakata no Uchronia Character Interview Translation [Awayuki]

What kind of mansion is the main character living in?

Awayuki: The mansion of the princess I serve is a quite a new building for a family with such a long history. It was rebuilt when it burned down 10 years ago. I make sure to keep it clean, including the rooms that are currently not in use. Besides taking care of my master’s personal needs, it is my job to ensure her comfort from assisting her in her official duties to managing the residence.

Although there are more servants than just me now, I try to do as much as possible for the princess myself. One thing I do is manage the food, and I pay particular attention to the ingredients. There are times when I shut myself in the kitchen for the princess who makes requests, saying she wants to eat this or that. But I don't mind at all. I want her to only eat foods that are good for her health.

Q&A - Awayuki and Hinagiku

Q1: What kind of person is the other?

Hinagiku: He has always been devoting himself to my family and I for a long time now. He even coordinates the other servants. He can truly to anything, so I tend to rely on him... He cooks delicious meals everyday, and he’s also skilled at sewing since he’s good with his hands. Moreover, he likes things clean, so he always keeps the house nice and tidy.

Awayuki: Ever since her parents passed away, she has taken over her family estate with the help of her guardian. For better or for worse, she’s full of curiosity. Despite being a noble, she enjoys strolling around town and chatting with the commoners. She’s more nosy than kind, and she can’t lie to save her life. All of her thoughts show on her face...  I’ve been with her for such a long time, so I might be the only one who knows that.

Q2: What do you like and think is wonderful about the other person?

Hinagiku: He listens to everything I say... is what I’d like to say. But he doesn’t give me what I want and he scolds me for doing things that I shouldn’t do quite often. I know he’s strict for my sake though. And besides, if I truly beg him for something, then he usually gives in. All things considered, Awayuki is sweet to me. 

Awayuki: Let me think... The fact she never refuses to try food she might dislike, and when she does have something she likes, it shows clearly on her face? I also think it’s cute that she makes all sorts of expressions as she reads popular novels. She works diligently everyday, and it’s impressive that she’s always bright and rarely catches colds. Well, even if she was someone who was full of flaws, there’s no way I would ever dislike her.

Q3: What do you dislike about and wish the other person would change?

Hinagiku: I’m a little worried that he’s too much of a workaholic. Work is the only thing on his mind from morning until night. While I appreciate his dedication as my servant, I think it might be better if he had more hobbies.

Awayuki: There’s nothing in particular. If she is living as she pleases, then that’s all... Ah, no. It’s not good that she wants to do everything herself. I am her servant, so it will trouble me if she doesn’t make more use of me. I even do her hair for her every morning... there’s no need for her to lift anything heavier than chopsticks, isn’t that right?

Q4: What do you think about the other person?

Hinagiku: He’s my servant, but he’s my family. I suppose he’s someone who will always be by my side no matter what. We’re always together, so I can generally tell what he’s thinking even if he doesn’t say a word.

It seems I’ll always be a small child in his eyes no matter how much time passes... but I hope I can be recognized as a splendid head of the household soon.

Awayuki: She is my one and only master. The one to whom I should dedicate my all. Her words are more important to me than Lord Taiju’s.

I’ll die if she tells me to die... Wait, no. That won’t do. I’m too worried to take my eyes off of her, so I can’t die even if I wanted to. My princess is helpless without me. You can see that, can’t you? I must stay by her side and take care of her, always.

Lastly, please give a message to the main character!

Awayuki: I think it's admirable that you're working hard every day to be a splendid head of the house. But you only just became an adult, so it's natural that there are things that you can't do. You don’t have to force yourself beyond your limits.

Oh right. Would you like to have milk agar jelly as your snack tomorrow? I already have some syrup-soaked fruit, so I’ll prepare it tonight.

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[DO NOT USE OR REPOST MY WORK W/O PERMISSION, THANK YOU]

[masked-and-doomed]

So you want to talk about your ocs? Speak about UG. I demand /pos /hj (please talk about her she's so silly :3)

Waugh!! I do have a big post planned for her that I need to get the art done of, so for this, I'll talk about relationships of her to other chars !! (f.unger 1) :] (I hope this isn't that ooc for them Augh they haven't fully wrapped around my head yet..)

D'a.rce

UG loves her and wants to try and sway her over le'ga.rde. She knows it won't happen, but she definitely wants D'a.rce to get attached to her and the other party members so she has other people she can find solace in after le'g.arde's betrayal and him leaving her. D'.arce is protective of her and is worried for her well being. She does realise she can manage quite well on her own, but she doesn't want the burden of responsibility on such a young girl. D'ar.ce finds her quite strange and rude, sometimes pointing out her unladyness, but she gets over it soon enough.

C.ahara

UG loves Caha.ra and tends to joke around more with him. She makes sure to hand over every valuable item or money she finds to him, for his quest to get money out of the dungeon. He, like D'.arce, is worried for her. He won't exactly voice out his concerns but they both get his caution. Ca.hara also jokes more to her, them both using the humour of their situation to lighten the mood. Though, unlike him, UG actually finds the situation humourous. Penis monsters. Hah.

Rag.nvaldr

UG loves Rag, she sometimes consume the enemies too, offering him some of the remains. He reluctantly takes it and feasts with her, somewhat concerned that she is enthusiastic about devouring the carcasses of the monsters. Rag thinks she's cocky but can understand her skill shining through this dungeon. He likes her, not necessarily as outwardly protective. More so sees her as an ally in battle with her proficiency in murder. Still sees her as a kid, but doesn't worry too much.

En.ki

UG's most loved out of the 4 main adventurers. She tries to one up him and sticks her head in his business a lot. She loves annoying him. And it's not like he can kill her either, she's somehow more advanced in magic than him, pulling spells he hasn't even heard of. How ego crushing. Enk.i acknowledges her skill but only barely respects it considering how annoying she is. He's learned to tolerate her antics. He won't admit that he likes her a bit too. >:)

The Girl

UG and Girl are besties forever! With their shared experience of being doomed they find understanding in one another a lot. UG is the one that teaches her how to fight the most out of the cast, her praising the Girl at every time she helps a kill. The Girl finds comfort in UG's presence, despite how loud she can be. When reaching the tower of the endless and defeating Skin Granny, UG makes sure to get The Girl as comfortable as possible, with her having hard times with sleeping. The Girl feels. Quite safe around her.

Mo.onless

UG loves doggy ! She pampers Moon.less a lot and gives her all the scratches!! Belly rubs!! She's the one most keen on feeding Moonl.ess and handling the maggot infested rotten meat, to be gently taken out of UG's hand and to be scarfed down by the dog. Moo.nless likes her all the same as the others, she'll definitely remember UG's enthusiasm and scent. (wink wink nudge nudge Prehevil)

Le'ga.rde

UG loves Le'garde. (She fucking loves everyone, can you tell?) Not taking him seriously, since she knows about his 'grand plan to ascend' and stuff had been left up to the chances of these 4 saving him. Stupid man. Upon finding him, she jumps to treat his wounds and pats him on the head, in a mocking tone, congratulates him for making this far. Le'.garde can more or less tolerate her, but might consider being alone with Rag rather than being alone with her. He's more focused on his plan. He's quite suspicious of her, as she seems a little eager to follow along to Ma'habre...

Nas'hrah

UG likes Nas'hrah. Hah, first like. Maybe could be love, but Nas'hrah insults her quite a bit that she's taking it a little bit to heart. Not much, but she's getting tired of most of his words being mean ones. She's not sure why she finds Enk.i's annoyance towards her more endearing than Nas'.hrah's. (maybe cause of Enk.i's long hair) She entertains him with his quips often. Nas'hrah more or less dislikes her. Sure, he doesn't like anyone, but her constant energy and stupidity annoys him quite more than the others could manage. He finds some respect in her skill, but she's far too irritating for him to ever say anything good about it.

Pocketkitty

^ UG has mental illness so she uhh is like flip floppy between these about him. Him in return, well.. I'll.. leave you to guess that. He. Loves her, let's say. :) I wanna make a fic/comic of it soon, of their first meeting. She caught Pocketkitty a little off guard. ;)

[residentdormouse]

Quite a few Qualms about my 'Q' Words

I was getting queasy thinking of what qualifying quips I could conjure to quell this quandary, because quitting this quest would be questionable. Quartering the most quotable q’ words, I hopefully quashed this quarrel and quenched the internal quakes so I can continue on with my queue.

My Words: Question Quite Quit Queer Quiz

Your Words: Relax, Regret, Random, Ramble, Realize

(Ramble may be a stretch - if nothing Rant can also replace - and Ready was on standby)

One questionable letter down. @mrsmungus , can we both agree 'x' just ain't happening? 'Z', you're on notice too, buddy...

As always - if you think you may have fun with this, please don't hesitate to jump in for a round or two. OPEN TAG. No obligations. We're just clowning about 😂

Question

"Hey, there's a lot of things we don't know and can't explain right now."

"Exactly! I just… who am I? Aren't you worried I could have been a shit person before this... I know, choices and all now, but that fight… what I knew..."

"Well, I don't know about you, but it seems pretty clear to me that a 'shit person' wouldn't let it weigh on them like this. There are plenty of reasons for you to know--"

"How to kill people?" Her eyes remained downcast, unable to bring herself to look up, but once again, Glen soothed her.

"How to protect people. You made a decision. Did what you needed to, to save lives. Now who's to say that wasn't the right call." He paused briefly, changing course in the debate, "So, you think Stu is a bad person?"

"What? No!" Standing to face him, she slowly realized the meaning of the question while her shoulders went slack, "of course not." He used trickery; it was effective. "Glen…"

"Just giving another perspective." He stood up as well, walking in front of her "Look, Hayden, I think I've been around long enough to become a pretty good judge of character. I don't pretend to know much about all this other… stuff… but I do know people." She found she couldn’t help but reciprocate his smile, even if it didn't fully match his conviction. "I'm not worried about you."

Quite

All things considered, Hayden chalked the night up as a success. She touched base with Larry. A meeting was set up with Stan, once he had a chance to hit up the library regarding her specific request that is. Hell, she even got to a better place with Harold. Recounting the accomplishments brought on an effervescent mood, and with it, a new burst of energy.

Energy and a pretty decent buzz. Prior assessments were retracted: she could do large crowds and parties with the proper liquid courage. Plus, dancing was fun; she liked that a lot too.

Finishing her drink, she began to head to the front of the pavilion where she spotted Glen standing next to Stu and Fran. Taking advantage of the fact that her presence went unnoticed, she snuck up behind them and snatched Glen's pen from his hand. Flashing a cheeky smile, she took a few puffs of the vape while Stu gave a hearty laugh at her antics. Glen made a half-assed attempt to swipe it back, but it was easily avoided. Despite his attempt to seem angered, amusement was evident in his features and she continued to sway in beat next to him, waving the accessory about with an occasional puff. Finally breaking the act, he let out a laugh, and outstretched his hand towards her. She accepted with a spin outward. A puff on the next beat. Spin back in. The last move however, ended with her being held against him. Playfully, she fought back, but truth told, she was quite happy where she found herself.

"You and your damn trickery..." With a sly smile in response, he took his vape back and released her from the embrace. "Eh, I guess you earned it."

Quit

I thought I had this, I really did. But all of them, ALL OF THEM, were just the damn thing finding 'quite' and thinking I just didn’t finish the word. My characters apparently don’t quit. Good on you guys. Keep on fighting that fight.

Queer

Again nothing. I am bisexual, and unless otherwise stated, even when they’re in a m/f pairing, every damn character I write I think of as being this orientation as well. And still, with this logic, I do not use the word ‘queer’?! Shame. Shame on writer for 1,000 years.

Quiz

(I have no instance of just ‘quiz’ I do however have ‘quizzically. Please accept the substitute and my apologies.)

“I don’t think we should bring this up around Stu and Hayden.”

Quizzically, Fran looked at him. “What do you mean?”

Glen simply shook his head. This scenario was always in the back of his mind, but now having it realized... “I don’t think they were meant to make it out of here.”

Fran and Harold both spit out their comments at once:

“You think they were going to kill them?”

“You think they killed these people?”

The differences in their initial reaction couldn’t have been more clear to Glen, or more appropriate to their character from what he had pieced together, but he continued reporting his observations nonetheless. “Well, I’m no expert, but, seems pretty clear from what I can gather... lots of blood down by one of the open containment rooms,” he pointed at the larger body, "he got shot there, made his way up the hall, and somebody ended it here. I sincerely hope it was this one," he pointed to the other corpse, "but..."

"But where's the gun?"

Harold venomously finished his train of thought with no problem. At least Glen could see Fran shared his sadness at the revelation.

[blacksurvivalnostalgichanges]

Luke:If you ever feel unattractive, remember you look like your ancestors, and hey, all of them found someone.

JP:What if you were adopted?

Luke:

Luke:I’m not up on the whole genetics thing, but-

[piduai]

Interview with Noda Satoru from MOE magazine

sharing anywhere is fine, but please credit me. stop posting screenshots of my translations on twitter without crediting.

Q: Let's talk about the most captivating aspect of your work - your charming heroine, Asirpa. What made you decide to make the representative of the Ainu a young girl?

Noda: She was created after considering the balance she would bring between herself and other characters. There was a possibility of Asirpa having been a young boy instead. In that case, however, I feel like her relationship with Sugimoto would have lacked discretion. I think I managed to make her look natural in both being confident in her disposition towards life and while fighting. However, because she's a young girl, there's still a peculiar sense of distance between them. On the other hand, if Asirpa were a grown woman, everyone would be concerned with Sugimoto's feelings towards her. Her being a child allows me to continue the story without worrying about that. Asirpa is Sugimoto's partner, whom he will protect with his life. If she were an attractive adult woman the readers would perceive Sugimoto's behavior in a very different light.

Q: Although she's a young girl coming from an ethnic minority, she never left the classic impression of being frail and in need of protection. Her firm and strong image when she declared herself as an Ainu woman of a new generation is truly admirable. Your female Ainu characters seem to be quite bold, in general.

Noda: If we were to assume that because back in the day Ainu women had a weak social standing then them being strong in my work is a bit unrealistic... It would be, as you noted, an outdated stereotype born out of ignorance. During my research I read a lot of stories about strong Ainu women who managed to overcome a tremendous amount of struggle. Besides, I wouldn't say that as I was growing up I've seen that many weak, useless female characters in the media I've consumed. Well, it's true that despite being a mangaka I haven't read that much manga myself, so I don't exactly have an accurate degree of comparison. I like reading about strong female characters, so I write mine as such. It's a universal thing regardless of the historical period, so I had no intention in tailoring the story to the modern audience's demands and values.

Q: Can you tell us in which ways you came in contact with Ainu culture as you were growing up in Hokkaido?

Noda: Despite being born and raised in Hokkaido I almost never came in contact with it. If it weren't for this manga I might have lived the rest of my life that way. Sometimes people will say that since they've lived in Hokkaido for decades without witnessing any discrimination it must mean that said discrimination is a thing of the past, which is a revolting statement. However, I can relate to the part of never having witnessing it myself. Areas in which there's a dense Ainu population vary a lot across the island, so the amount of awareness within Hokkaido itself is disproportionate.

Q: Did you feel any pressure regarding Ainu representation in your work back when you started?

Noda: I think a lot of the media portraying Ainu that has been flamed for being discriminatory ended up being like that because of the creators' ignorance. For this reason I had no reservations about representing the Ainu in my work as long as I put in effort towards proper research. On the other hand, I had concerns about deliberately making the villains Wajin (t/n: ethnically Japanese people). From what I read, there were a lot of Wajin presented in a good light, too, so I made sure to include Wajin characters who aren't prejudiced. Obviously we're all human, so regardless of being Ainu or Wajin, there's different types of personalities everywhere. What really made me feel pressure is having to create something that would be popular with readers.

Q: All of the manga volumes are accompanied by the words "Not one thing has been bestowed from Heavens without a purpose". What meaning do they have to you?

Noda: In the beginning this story wasn't exactly following these words, but I feel that gradually they became strongly representative of it.

Q: What do you find the most interesting about Ainu culture?

Noda: The way their aesthetic sense is so different from the Wajin one when it comes to designs. The embroidery on the clothes, the patterns on the carvings. I am especially fascinated with their short swords called makiri. Japanese swords are prized first and foremost for the way the metal was forged, but for makiri the carvings on the handle and the patterns on the scabbards have a lot of cultural value. As proof of that a lot of museums around the world have makiri without any blades on display, each delicately carved design having its own unique meaning. I find it very entrancing.

Q: You used a lot of Ainu tales in your work. Is there one you're especially fond of?

Noda: The one that was featured in the arc about the lightning and viper couple (t/n: chapter 105). The couple itself is not entirely fictional either, there's an article in the Hokkaido criminal records about a man who was nicknamed Lightning and his wife, a thief who had a viper tattoo. When I was just considering using them for my manga, I came across a folk tale very similar to them, so I think that it's easy to assume that either of those were my invention. It's very desirable for me to find ways to make the Ainu tales and my characters' stories mirror each other, but such opportunities are rare.

Q: Besides Hokkaido Ainu, you have written about ethnic minorities in Sakhalin, and your soldiers and prisoners are Japanese people from all across the country. What prompted you to take on such a multi-cultural approach?

Noda: It was important to make the story multi-cultural due to the historical period it's set in. Besides, if I were to write only about a deadly gold hunt, I feel like my audience would be limited. I'd get bored quite easily of such a story, both as a writer and as a reader; one shouldn't underestimate the value of casual, everyday life scenes. I also thought it integral to incorporate the cultural history of the time in order to add depth to the fighting scenes. I knew about Stenka from long ago and wanted to use it as a prop for fighting a prisoner, places like a paddle streamer and a beer factory must have ways to fight tailored specifically to them - I spent a lot of time polishing such details.

Q: You pour a lot of time and effort into your research. Is there anything that you wanted to use in the story but regretfully had no opportunity to showcase?

Noda: I managed to get my hands on a few old, precious makiri which I had no way to use in the story at all, and it's truly a shame. If you go all the way to the Amur river there's other ethnic minorities there, as well as on the Kurile islands, I wanted to write about them. Inuit people use a kind of peculiar snow goggles as sun glasses because they live in snowy areas, I find them stylish and wanted to use them. But I would have to come up with specific scenarios for the characters in order to go there, which I was unable to do.

Q: You have a tendency to do some corrections to the story when it's released as manga volumes. Is it because you feel regret towards the limits that come with releasing it in a weekly magazine?

Noda: My work as a mangaka will be remembered by the world in the form of volumes, so I don't think that adding corrections to them is a big deal. Besides I think that people who buy the volumes will be happier reading something slightly different from what was shown in the magazine. You might think that it's unfair towards those who only read the magazine, but I do try to do the best job I can in the limited time frame I have for the weekly magazine, so I wouldn't say that they're missing out on that much.

Q: Did you experience any significant life changes due to COVID?

Noda: Not at all, but it did become more difficult to do my research.

Q: What kind of picture books and fairy tales did you like as a child?

Noda: I was particular towards the translated version of "Scary Stories to Tell In The Dark" illustrated by Stephen Gammell, published by Poplar. They were so scary, back in elementary school I loved them so much I'd keep reading them until the books fell apart. Unfortunately only two of the three were translated back then, the third one was always out of print. Not long ago it seems that a different publisher took over them, but they used another person's illustrations. I'm very emotionally attached to those books since I read them as a child, so I wonder if Hakusensha (t/n: publishing company) couldn't republish them. They're very scary, so I'm sure they'd sell like hot cakes.

Q: Tell us about some interesting books or manga you've read recently.

Noda: "Alone with the Hairy Ainu" by Arnold Henry Savage Landor. Isabella Bird is a famous name, but there were quite a few foreigners besides her who explored in Ainu villages back in Meiji era. They weren't bound by any ideology and only wrote about what they saw, so these records are very valuable since foreigners had no invested interest in fabricating a certain depiction of the Ainu. I've read a few books by foreign explorers, and there isn't much of a difference between the things they say, and of course there's no much discrepancy from the Japanese authors either. Landor's book omitted his detailed descriptions of traditional tools, so I would like if it were republished in full someday.

Q: Please leave a message for the readers.

Noda: For those who have been enjoying my story and supporting me until now, I'm doing my best in order to give it a smooth landing, so please stick with me until the end.

[soulmate-game]

Harley’s Plea for Help: Chapter 2

Chapter 1

“How long do you think it’s gonna take before she decides to sneak out?” Nightwing asked over his comms, lazily leaning against the balcony railing in front of him with his head resting on one hand.

“Dude, I started sneaking out almost twenty minutes ago,” a girl’s voice made Nightwing squeak and turn around, to reveal a teenage girl leaning against the door that led to the balcony he was on. “I didn’t want to draw attention to myself by doing unnecessarily showy gymnastics down from my hotel room’s balcony, no matter how much fun that would be, so I just snuck out one of the hotel’s back exits. Then I looked up to admire the moon and saw you here, staking out what is clearly my suite, and decided to come pay you a visit.”

“How long have you been there? And how did you even get behind me? I hope you didn’t break and enter, that’s an actual lived-in apartment behind us right now,” Nightwing asked, turning around to analyze the daughter of Harley Quinn for the first time in person.

She looked just like in her pictures, of course. Jet black hair like her father’s, except it seemed to have a bluish shine in the light. And her eyes were definitely Harley’s— thank goodness for that —vibrant blue and clearly analyzing him with the same amount of intensity as his did her. He had to bite back a chuckle. In a turn of complete irony, she really did look like a Wayne kid. Fit all of Bruce’s usual criteria to be adopted. But she was tiny, even smaller than Harley’s lithe form. He, Bruce, and Tim were of the hypothesis that the exposure both her parents had to Ace Chemical’s vats of acid likely had an effect on her DNA that stunted her growth. Perhaps there were other effects that they wouldn’t be able to figure out until they got to know her better, too, though it was clear that her skin was a likely one. It wasn’t unnaturally pale like her parent’s after their acid dips but it was paler than normal for sure, just a shade or two shy of being paper white.

And he could see, now, what Harley meant when she referred to Marinette as a powerhouse. It wasn’t very noticeable in pictures, but up close Dick could see the carefully honed muscle of an acrobat curling over her otherwise slim build. Combined with the knowledge that Marinette had been taught at least some serious self defense from a young age, he could see how such a tiny package could be a remarkable threat when necessary.

Marinette grimaced as the other Batfam, who were all nearby staking out her room from different angles, dropped onto the large balcony with them.

“Uh, well. I didn’t break and enter, I rather not get off to a criminal-ly start on my first night in Gotham, you know? But I realized that even though I was able to figure out the exact room you were staking me out from, I realized as soon as I got into the first floor of the building that I had no idea how to actually get to you. So I just climbed the stairs all the way to the roof and scaled my way down to this balcony, and pretended I’ve been here for a while when really I was barely able to hear you ask when I was gonna sneak out. I’m still out of breath, actually,” she put a hand on her chest and sure enough her breathing was still slightly fast. But not enough to be worrying or even all that noticeable. Yet another piece of evidence to show that she was a very active individual and had resistance built up to physical activity.

“Yup,” Robin groused grumpily, crossing his arms. “With all that rambling, you couldn’t be anyone else’s child but Quinzel’s.”

Marinette’s face immediately flushed pink all the way to her ears. “I’m sorry! I’ve been trying so hard to quit that habit, too!” She grumbled a bit to herself, putting her face in her hands. They all chuckled at the display. Red Hood ambled over, draping his arm over her shoulders (he nearly had to bend in half to do it, the height difference was that bad).

“As adorable as your freak out is, why’d you even come up here anyway? There’s no way you’d scale down a ten-story building just to say hello.”

She let out a heavy sigh at that, slowly peeling her face out of her hands. “Yeah, I recognized you guys right away. And honestly, as much as Momma Harley would be super proud of me for managing to give an entire group of vigilantes the slip, she’d also ground me for life if she found out that I saw you guys and still snuck away even though she probably swallowed her pride and asked you guys to babysit me, right? Self preservation. Contrary to popular belief, I do actually have some.”

“Wait,” Red Robin held up a hand, brows clearly furrowed under his cowl. “You expected her to ask for our help?”

“Well,” she made a so-so motion with her hand. “I didn’t think of it beforehand, but it all clicked once I saw Nightwing. I know how much my mom is worried about me, especially since you-know-who broke out a few days ago. She is more than worried enough to ask you guys for help. Even if she does complain about you guys, a lot actually, she also has made it clear that she trusts you guys with the stuff that actually matters.

“‘You know who’?” Batman repeated, arms crossed. If Marinette squinted, she thought there might have been a grin on his lips. “Is that how you always refer to him?”

“What else am I gonna call him?” she asked, face going deadpan. “Sperm donor? Source of a large amount of my self doubt and depreciation? The prime reason I haven’t been able to see my mom in person more often over the years? Oh, I know! How about I just always refer to him as ‘that bastard I wanna punch,’? That sounds good!” she rolled her eyes sarcastically. “Only one person in this world has the right to be considered my father in any capacity, and it sure as hell isn’t him. Genetics notwithstanding.”

Red Hood straight up guffawed at that, landing several rough pats on her back that made the girl stumble a bit. “Yep, I like this one! But as fun as it would be to see you give that jackass a mean left hook, it’s better if he never finds out who you are or knows that you’re here,” the vigilante’s voice got dark and serious very quickly. “He doesn’t forget people he finds interesting easily, and if he ever finds out about the connection you have to him, he’ll be a constant threat in your life.”

“I know,” Marinette agreed with a nod. “And if this conversation was happening two years ago, I’d say that my mom’s concerns aren’t unfounded. That I am too easily emotionally compromised and despite my deep seated issues and hatred for that man, I couldn’t guarantee he would be unable to get to me.”

Batman straightened up, as did all of his sons around him. None of them had missed the ‘if’ there. Batman’s voice went from charmingly deep to it’s usual gruff grumble. “What changed in two years?”

They all watched as Marinette gulped, taking a deep breath as she stalled for time, looking out at the view on the balcony before seeming to steel herself and return her gaze to Batman’s. When she did, it was suddenly full of iron will.

“I didn’t lie when I told Mom that I came to visit her— but that isn’t the whole truth, either. If I just wanted to visit her in Gotham, I would have waited until I was eighteen like we agreed. But I can’t wait, Paris can’t keep going on like this. I entered that contest because it was the fastest way to see you. I didn’t know if I would win, but… I had to take the chance. There was no way I’d be able to get to Gotham behind my mom’s back otherwise.”

“What are you talking about?” Robin hissed, stepping up to his father’s side. “Paris has been silent. If anything were happening, we would have heard about it by now.”

“No, you wouldn’t,” Marinette corrected, never losing that ironclad look in her eyes. “Because a combination of magic and politics is keeping it quiet. No news about Paris’ situation is able to leave the city limits. Magic makes any non-native who leaves Paris think that everything they experienced was just a crazy dream. Natives won’t forget, but politics has all of us under very strict NDAs if we leave city boundaries, and all of our local news and social media is blocked from being accessed by anyone outside the city. But, I figured a little breaking of the rules wouldn’t exactly put a stain on my family’s reputation or anything, so,” she dug in her pocket and pulled out a thumb drive, holding it up for all of them to see. She swallowed again, but never stopped her eye contact with Batman. She held out the thumb drive.

“I came to Gotham to ask for your help. This sped things up, I didn’t expect to see you on my first night here, but two years in Hawkmoth’s Paris has really taught me how to roll with the punches. This,” she shook the thumb drive. “Holds videos of every fight since HawkMoth first showed up. It has all the information I’ve gathered over two years, tracks his movements and lists all his targets and— everything. But I’m not a detective, I’m a designer. I make clothes, I spar on the weekends, I am not good at getting evidence to prove that someone is a magic-abusing villain holding an entire city hostage.”

“We’re gonna need some details, Little Q,” Red Hood finally removes his arm from around her shoulders, instead crossing his arms and looking down at her sternly. “If your city has a villain holding it hostage, is anyone fighting him? And if you do have someone fighting him, why don’t you need our help, or why didn’t they call the Justice League? The JLE should be in Paris, right?”

Marinette snorted, face scrunching up in obvious distaste. “I’ll have to answer those a little out of order. First; the JLE was kicked out of Paris. They moved their headquarters to Italy about five years ago, I’m just surprised they apparently kept that secret from you,” she gestured to all of them, who indeed seemed very caught off guard by that tidbit. But Marinette just sighed and continued. “Though that’s a good thing, actually. We do have heroes, it started out as just a pair but it’s grown into a small team out of necessity. They didn’t call the Justice League because the last thing we need is any powered heroes coming in and making it worse— your league doesn’t have the best reputation for letting newer heroes take the lead even on their home turf, you know,” she pointed out, which made Batman shift a bit guiltily. He knew the JL was often a bit… heavy handed in their methods.

“What makes the situation so bad that you don’t want to bring experienced heroes into it?” Red Robin cut in, sounding as if the whole situation was a puzzle he was determined to sort out. Which, really, was exactly what Marinette had been counting on. She shot him a finger gun, grinning.

“That’s exactly the point! Hawkmoth uses a magical artifact, like I said— but this artifact can brainwash anybody who experiences even the slightest negative emotion. Sadness, anger, fear— anything negative. And it gives them powers, but puts them largely under his influence,” her expression twisted again, this time into a wry little grimace. “I guess you can say that my momma’s psychiatry background has secretly come in handy a lot over these past two years. And Hawkmoth is exactly why I try to tell Momma Harley to stop visiting me— I have worked my butt off to keep her from finding out about his attacks or getting Akumatized. Every time she shows up it gives me a heart attack!”

“Akumatized?”

Marinette waved a hand dismissively. “It’s the term used for when someone is turned into a super powered villain because of HawkMoth. The brainwashing— really it’s more similar to a straight up corruption. The person usually lacks their usual moral compass, and just seeks to soothe whatever set off their negative emotion in the first place. Usually, that means they seek a bloody revenge. And if someone who already has extensive training or extremely strong powers gets Akumatized, guess what?” She made jazz hands even though her face was deadpan. “Extra powers, or amplified ones, for the metas or superheroes who are Akumatized. And imagine what someone with, say, Batman’s level of experience could do if he had powers and no moral compass,” the silence that followed her words was deafening. She just nodded, knowing she had gotten her point across. “I’ve been working my butt off to stay positive, because if I’m Akumatized…” her shoulders fell, and she had to swallow a lump in her throat. “... I have no idea what I’d turn into, but if you take into consideration both my training and my family history… it’s really best if we never find out what kind of magic-powered supervillain I’d make.”

“So, let me get this straight,” Nightwing said after another long moment of silence for that to all sink in. He gestured at her with an open palm. “You’ve been dealing with a terrorist for two years who targets emotional vulnerability, you apparently have never been corrupted by this magic at least to present day, but your mother still worries about you being very emotionally fragile. And your heroes are not detectives, which is clearly what you need or you wouldn’t have asked us for our help.”

Marinette nodded. “I used to be very impressionable. At the start of all this, I was a huge people-pleaser. I got attached to new people in a matter of minutes. My mom always said I reminded her too much of herself— but two years of fighting off a guy trying to get into my head—“

“Wait,” Batman nearly barked, taking a step forward. “He’s been targeting you? You specifically?”

Marinette nodded grimly, mouth a straight line. “Not from the beginning, but this past year it’s been painfully obvious. He might be able to sense the strength of people’s emotions, and unfortunately I don’t exactly experience my emotions very… gently. All of my emotions tend to the much more intense side of the spectrum. If that’s true, then he might know that any negative emotion I feel will make an extremely strong Akuma. Either that, or he’s going by process of elimination. All of my friends, except for one, have been Akumatized already. So has my Papan and my grandmother. But it’s obvious when he’s targeting someone, I’ve felt him try to override my will on several occasions. But I can’t just repress all of my negative emotions forever, so consider us working against the clock right now. That thumb drive has all the details you need about our heroes, how exactly Hawkmoth’s powers work, and so on.”

“Do your heroes know you’re asking for our help?” Red Robin asked, gaze burning a figurative hole through Marinette’s face. “Better yet, if this drive has as much information as you say it does, how did you get it?”

Marinette handed the drive over to Batman, who finally took it and tucked it in his belt as she answered.

“Momma Harley might have a lot to say about your detective skills, but you are all still strangers to me. So consider this a test of your abilities— I expect that you will all go to extreme lengths to verify all of the information I gave you anyway. After all, I’m still the daughter of your most hated enemy. Right?” She met each of their gazes, one by one, with a challenging one of her own. “You’ll just have to figure out my connection to the heroes on your own. And how I got the information, too. It shouldn’t be too hard for the so-called world’s greatest detectives. And maybe this can double as a trust exercise. I fully expect you guys to scour through every inch of my past, and dig up everything you can on me. I encourage you to try to find everything you can, so that hopefully you can decide to trust me on your own once you have all the details laid out in front of you. By the way, for your own sanity? I’d start with reading about all of our heroes’ powers and abilities before you watch any footage of past attacks.”

Red hood rocked back on his heels, trading glances with the other vigilantes before they all shared a nod. Apparently having decided their course of action, Red Hood leaned down and hoisted Marinette up into a princess carry. All traces of her previous iron will melted away in favor of the high pitched squeal of surprise she gave, and once more she became an overly flustered teenager.

“Alright, little cutie. Let’s get you to your mom’s place before she and her crazy plant lady fiancé come hunting us down.”

“I can walk! I can freerun on my own! Mon dieu please let me down! Eeeeek!” She squealed again as Robin slapped a domino mask over her eyes and Red Hood wasted no time jumping over the balcony railing with her still in his arms. The fact that they were lowered down by a wire wrapped around Hood’s waist didn’t seem to take away any of the fright that came with a sudden drop over an eighth-story balcony.

Part 1

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[nohrenvia]

deus et tricae

ー Synopsis: T'was merely a game of cards, played for the old times' sake. But, what are they betting on? What are the stakes? It's surely not money.

ー Characters: Bria Adal (@mrsgiovanna), Aria Pamina Hertz (@theclairedelunemiracle), Angelica Spade

a/n. It's my first time writing a fic for oc's! Therefore, forgive me if there is any inaccuracies in the writing. And also, happy late birthday to our dearest Ari, @theclairedelunemiracle~♡

♤ Nohr ♤

Queen?

No, no, no. That's a king.

Oh dear, why was it so hard to obtain a queen from a stack of cards?

Luck is not on Angelica's side today.

"My, my. You're on a clear streak, Bria. I have lost Lady Luck's favor for today, it seems." Angelica sighed, to her chagrin, another three pair cards ended in the black haired woman's hands, making Bria the winner.

The young Spade's chin rests on the palm of her hand, her eyes peers to the side, "Aria, wouldn't it be better for you to sit on a chair rather than standing still while the game is on?"

Aria only smiled, giggling. Her grey orbs reflects the chandelier's light, "You don't have to worry about me. I'm fine like this. Besides, it prevents both of you from peeking into my cards."

"Me? Cheating? I would never!"

"Lies." Bria grinned, her eyes sharp as ever.

"You don't trust me, Bria?" Angelica faked a pout.

"I wouldn't trust someone who drained 3 casinos dry while working under Polpo."

"Touchè."

The next round, a lot of chips were put into the pot. One chip does not equals money, well, not always... However, the chips were valuable enough because one represents something precious. Whether it would be luxurious goods, information, secrets, favors, all of them are valuable in their own way. One thing Angelica won't bet is life, not since Don Giovanna gave her an ultimatum if she ever wager that sort of thing.

Anways, the previous round was finished. It is time to move onto the last round. The cards were shuffled, courtesy of Aria, the current dealer, then divided into among the women, with a stack of cards on the side of the table.

Next, the Aria "burned" away a card from the stack, laying them bare on the table to start the next game.

"Since you are the birthday girl, Miss Hertz. Why don't you go first?" Angelica tapped her index finger on the table, waiting for the blonde haired woman to bet.

"My birthday was a few days ago, you know that."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, just this once. Pretty please, dear~? Go on! Go first, Ari!"

Without further ado, Aria pondered for a moment before she laid three blue chips in the middle of the table, "Bet. We're betting gold on this round."

"Sounds perfect. The glitter of gold in my room were plenty, but they were a little bit too much..." Bria trailed off, remembering how her room is filled with opulence of gold and silver.

"Courtesy of the Don, yes?" The blonde inquires with a smirk, "Giorno definitely spoiling his wife rotten." She chuckles, teasing the already blushing Bria.

"Q-Quit it!" The donna cleared her throat, the crack in her voice only encouraged Angelica and Aria to add fuel to the fire. But, no, that would be another story, now is not the time.

"Raise. Five gold bars," Bria shoved a stack of red chips, "Your turn, Spade."

Angelica thinks deeply, putting on her best poker face, she really dislikes this. Not because the game isn't fun but because she couldn't use La Vie En Rose to cheat. Her body is itching for a chance to cheat considering it is a habit of hers in casinos, gambling dens, and small gambles alike.

Her experience of gambling has made her believe that in every person, only two entities could stand behind them. God or Tricks.

"Call. 5 gold. I bet off my pure gold bars, ladies. Not the cheap ones." Angelica dropped a stack of black chips, "Damn... Pannacotta would kill me for this."

"Oh nonsense, he wouldn't mind if you bet off a few gold from your vault." Bria scanned over the cards on the table after Aria took another one from the stack and placed it on the table, creating a row.

"He would, though. He is not as patient as Aria's lover after all." Angelica sighed, but it wasn't an insult for Fugo. Strangely, a tint of blush spread through her cheeks when she mentions Fugo isn't a patient man..... how weird.

"Oh, for God's sake. Just forget the chips." Bria exclaimed, "Why don't we bet something without it for the last round?"

Aria stood still, her head drifting in thoughts, "Depends on what we're betting on. Is it fairly valuable?"

Angelica interjects, "Have you both considered favors? The one who lost would have to agree to one favor they cannot refuse."

"Eh? This again? Do you want to be scolded by GioGio?" Bria reminded Angelica of what will happen if she enact the idea.

The blue eyed woman grinned awkwardly, "I'm simply joking, Bria!" Though the idea seems tempting, she knew better than to be punished by the don for distressing his wife.

"Speaking of GioGio. I wonder where that child could be...? Where is Nicole anyways?" The confused Bria throws a question.

"Most likely with Mista. You understand how they go." Angelica tossed an answer, "I hope she is well."

Just the silence won and the room goes quiet. Luckily, Aria knew it is time to act.

"Alright then. We'll settle this over information," Aria gathered the cards and chips, setting aside the latter into a box while she shuffled the cards again, ever the calm and serene woman, "Like usual!" Perhaps, if she smiled, one could compare her to the moon itself.

"Oh? What kind?" Bria asked, arms folded on top of the table.

"Hm... if we went with that, why don't we raise stakes a bit?" Angelica fixed her gaze to the window. The clouds have covered the sun, rendering the sky into a grey and glum state. Mayhaps rain would fall?

"Oh please. Would this proposal of yours be detached from lunacy?" The donna poses doubt onto the woman who's gazing at the window's glass.

"Dearest Donna of Passione, I solemnly swear it won't be a madwoman's scheme." The giggling Angelica waved her hand at the statement, "Have you hear the latest news? Looks like a rival family is looming over us, threatening for a war."

"And... you want us to face them?" Aria narrows her eyes. Bria could feel a drop of sweat running down her temple.

"Well someone has to quell them, one way or another. Giorno asked one of us to eliminate them. I have no wish to participate in it" Angelica's visage were now painted with an emotionless expression, "I am used to gang wars, the boss often sent me to fight. However, I wouldn't want to miss spending time with my dearest Pannacotta."

"I see now... you wish to skip over the skirmish just so you can lounge around in leisure with your lover?" Bria's teeth are gritting under her smile, "How selfish of you, Miss Spade."

The tension rose between the three women. Whoever loses has to do the job. But the important issue right now is Angelica's egotistical suggestion.

"Haha! Once again, I am merely joking!" Angelica burst into laughter, "But, no. I am not. Forgive me to say this, but, that job is a load of bollocks. One team is enough, but the whole family? The work is going to be tedious. Moreover, the Speedwagon Foundation requires my presence. Aunt Julia needs someone to investigate bizarre happenings in New Delhi."

Aria's eyes widens at the Angelica's explanation.

"So, that means--"

"Yes. Whoever loses have to take the job."

"Then, if you lose..." Bria softly uttered.

"Well, I have to do the work. Simple as that."

Now this is a bet to behold.

Whoever lost the match shall participate in a gang war. Logically speaking, the three of them are capable of doing so, but no one would be willing to do it since the work is tedious. Reconnaissance, reports, investigations, all the lot. If they only have to fight then no problem would arise, but this job has to be taken step by step. After all, it is an order from Don Giovanna himself.

One of them has to put their life on the line for this.

"...Very well, then. Fair enough. You have your own reasons, Angelica." Aria gave a reassuring smile, "You've done a lot recently. Whatever happens, the task shall be done."

"Yes, me too. Someone needs to do it for the sake of Passione." Bria nodded in agreement.

"Hm, but I do wonder. Would Giorno sent his own wife for something so brutal like a gang war?" Angelica raised her eyebrow in wonder, her chin leaning to her hand.

"Eh? Oh, right. That is true... but, it's fine. I would even say it'd be better if it was me since I know Giorno won't let me get hurt easily." Bria's amused laughter floats through the room.

"Why so glum, ladies? Come now, let's finish our last round." Bria clapped her hand to lighten the mood. Angelica's downcast eyes are starting to be show her guilt.

"In the end, I am still a selfish human, hm?" She smirked, "No matter. I'm not a good person from the start, after all."

It's all lies. The normally honest Angelica is lying through her lips. However cruel she is, she wouldn't put them in harm's way, she wouldn't prioritise her own safety if her friends, her comrades, are treading through danger. This is all a farce to raise the stakes.

"Cheer up, Miss Spade. You're the one who started this. Now finish it!" Aria challenges.

The last round of the card game ensues. The rules are simple, they are given four cards and two of the cards which are deemed worthless has to be thrown away. Whoever has the highest cards won. The room is once again calm, only the thrill of the gamble remains.

Aria has thrown away two of her cards while Bria hasn't abandoned anything yet. Angelica followed suit and discarded two of her cards after unfolding them.

The three women now checked their cards in various ways, there was disappointment, hope, doubt, determination, and several more mixed into the atmosphere.

This time, no more Gods or Tricks. Only pure chance and luck shall decide the outcome.

Queen?

No, that is a 10 of diamonds.

Oh, why was it so hard to obtain it when she needs it the most?

The second card she unfolded reveals... ah yes. Could it be that Lady Luck has finally smiled upon her? If so, then she is so kind to give Angelica her favorite card.

Ace of Spades.

With this she can win. That thought ran through her head as Angelica smirked in assurance.

What Angelica didn't know was that Aria held the winning cards, a King of Spades and an Ace of Hearts. How embarrassing~♡

Bria knew which cards she would throw away so that she could keep two of her highest cards which are a Queen of Hearts and a Jack of clubs.

As Bria intends to throw away her cards, the sound of footsteps were heard from outside the room.

"Ah. Someone is coming." Bria shfited her gaze toward the door.

The door to the place where the women reside opens dramatically.

"Yes. It seems we have a guest. Angelica followed suit, turning her head as she showed her Ace of Spades to signify her win, meanwhile Aria is serenely standing.

Who is the uninvited guest?

Oh, who could it be?

《 Picture by: 7aizagatha 》

[marvelmusing]

Sokovian Lovers A-Z Headcanons

Helmut Zemo x Reader x Heike Zemo

Part of my • 𝗦𝗢𝗞𝗢𝗩𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗔𝗨 •

My Masterlist

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Both of them are very affectionate towards you. In public, Heike is the most affectionate. As the three of you walk down the street she’ll pull you to her side and hold onto Helmut’s hand. She’s the one who usually initiates kisses in public, whereas you and Helmut are more private.

But between the three of you, it’s near constant affection. Helmut will use Sokovian pet names for you (Draga or Liebling), he does this so often you answer to Draga more than your own name. Heike uses English pet names for both of you (usually darling, my love, or dear). You call Helmut my love or darling, and you call Heike darling or sweetheart.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Your entire relationship started just as friends, especially since you were also technically colleagues. From the moment you met, the three of you have always been good friends.

Before your relationship with them started, whenever you were at a gala or a conference, you’d seek out the two of them in hope of spending most of the evening with them. Helmut is usually busy talking to someone, Heike’s gaze will skim through the crowd and land on you. Her face will light up when she catches your gaze and you’ll begin to make your way towards them. Helmut will have noticed her attention has wavered from the conversation, and he’ll follow her eyes to you. He’ll then excuse himself from the conversation, and take her arm as they make their way to meet you.

Once you’re made the US ambassador for Sokovia, the three of you begin to arrive at events together. Since there wasn’t an embassy in Sokovia for you to live in, Helmut and Heike insisted on you staying at their house in Novi Grad. From there you began to spend more and more time with one another: eating lunch together, going on state visits, spending time around the house together.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

The three of you are always in each other’s arms. If you or Helmut are busy working you’ll pull Heike into your lap.

When you finally drag yourself into bed, they’ll both press close against your body.

Whenever you’re in bed you’ll cuddle with one another, lazy morning cuddles or exhausted late night cuddles. Either way the three of you cannot be in bed without clinging onto each other.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

They absolutely want to settle down with you.

It’s very easy for the three of you to fall into a domestic routine. From the first week you moved in with them, you already picked up on how Helmut liked his coffee, and what tea Heike likes. That Helmut stays up late until Heike drags him up to bed.

Heike is very good at cooking and baking, you and Helmut love trying the things she makes.

Helmut needs everything in its proper place. You are usually on his side with this, but Heike leaves her things all over the house.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

They’d never want to let you go, but if they had to there’d be a lot of talking and explaining, and you’d try and keep it as amicable as you could even though you’d all be heartbroken.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

They 100% want to spend the rest of their lives with you.

Within a year, maybe two, they will have proposed to you.

The three of you are thrilled to be getting married, with Helmut’s love of planning, and Heike’s love of all things pretty wedding planning will be done in no time.

WEDDING FIC COMING SOON

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

So, so gentle. They think the world of you.

Heike is very sweet natured, she’s kind to everyone. She’s always cupping your cheeks and leaving soft kisses on your face.

Helmut doesn’t seem as gentle at first. He was always polite to you when you had worked together. Once you get to know him, you discover that Helmut has a big heart, and that he can be very gentle with those he cares about.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Hugs are near constant.

When you come into the kitchen after a long day of work, you’ll spot Heike making dinner for the three of you. You’ll come up behind her, wrap your arms around her, and nuzzle your face against her neck, breathing in her scent.

Helmut is always warm. When you’re stood outside shivering, he’ll notice immediately. It takes one glance for him to unbutton his coat and pull you into his embrace, letting you slip your arms around his waist as you lean your head against his chest.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

You say it first, with some prompting from them both. They immediately say it back.

ONESHOT COMING SOON

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

You used to be quite jealous of both of them. When you were living in their house, working with them both, and spending so much of your time in each other’s company. And then they would go to their bedroom together, and you’d return to yours alone.

But once you’re in a relationship with them, you rarely get jealous.

If it ever got to the point where they were both feeling jealous, Heike would be a little more obvious than Helmut.

She’ll walk over to you, wrapping her arm around your waist and using any excuse to touch you whilst giving pointed looks to whoever was holding your attention.

If Helmut is ever jealous he’ll keep it to himself for the night, the only indication being his grumpy face. Once you get home you’ll prompt him into talking about it and it’ll soon be resolved.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Whenever you’re feeling particularly affectionate, or happy, you love cupping Heike’s face in your hands and pulling her into a kiss. The two of you will smile and whisper adorations to each other between each kiss.

Helmut prefers to kiss you as a distraction. When you’re busy talking or thinking about something - usually worrying. When he notices how lost you’re getting in your thoughts, he’ll hook a finger under your jaw, and tilt your face towards his. His firm yet gentle kiss will halt your spiralling and allow you to relax for a moment.

The three of you are nearly always leaving little pecks to each other’s cheeks or foreheads. These are usually for whenever you’re busy working, or are rushing out somewhere, to act as little reminders that you’re loved.

You love kissing Heike’s neck, her skin is so soft and when your lips trace down her throat she melts in your arms.

When Helmut cups your cheek you’ll tilt your head to the side to press your lips against his palm, before trailing your lips along his fingers.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

They’re both absolute best with kids.

It’s just over two years into your relationship with them when you find out Heike is pregnant with Helmut’s baby. A boy. You sit in the hospital room, with the little one bundled up in your arms as the two of them consider names. Throughout the pregnancy, they both constantly reminded you that this was your baby too. And, as he looks up at you with wide eyes, the same colour as Heike’s, you can’t help but smile softly at the sight of your little boy.

“How about Carl?” Heike offers, and Helmut looks across at you.

The next Zemo to be born is your child. If you’re AMAB, you and Heike have a child together through natural means. If you’re AFAB you and Helmut have a child, either through natural means, or with Heike as your surrogate (which is my personal favourite idea). It’s a little girl - and you name her Lyra.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

You and Helmut often have to get up early for work. He has the most willpower to get out of bed, and whilst you know you have to get ready for the day, Heike is very convincing when she wraps her arms around your waist and pulls you further under the covers.

On days off, the three of you will most definitely spend lazy mornings in bed.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Heike will usually get ready for bed first, then she’ll head to your office and convince you to come to bed, then you’ll both drag Helmut to the bedroom.

If you’re having an early night you’ll have a bath together, Helmut had a huge bath tub installed for the three of you to fit into.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Both of them are at little closed up at first. Heike grew up in a rich family with very few people she could really trust, and with his military background Helmut didn’t always like to talk about himself almost as a subconscious strategy plan.

At the beginning of the relationship neither of them will mention anything really personal for them. But once things start to seem serious between the three of you they’ll begin to open up about more and more.

You love to hear them tell you stories from their childhood. They met each other when they were quite young, but didn’t like each other for years so their stories always make you laugh.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Heike is more likely to get upset than angry.

It takes a lot of pushing to get Helmut angry. The only exception of this is if you and Heike are threatened - even then, his anger simmers away as he plans his next move.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Between the two of them, nothing about you is forgotten. Whenever either of them see you interested in something they’ll make a mental note of it and tell the other about it, and once it gets to your birthday they have far too many ideas.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Your wedding day is definitely one of their favourite moments, as well as the birth of your children.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Helmut is super protective. He always wants to make sure that you and Heike are safe. He often forgets about your past with SHIELD, but once you remind him he trusts you to take care of yourself and handle a particular threat, though he’d want to be by your side.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

So much effort.

Money is no obstacle for either of them, especially when it comes to you.

They’re both hopeless romantics. So on anniversaries you can expect waking up to breakfast in bed, spending the day with both of them. Helmut will usually drive the three of you into the countryside, you’ll sit in the sun and have a picnic together. You’ll lie with your head in Heike’s lap, as she pulls her fingers gently through your hair and Helmut reads to you both.

On the night you’ll go to a beautiful restaurant to have dinner.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Heike bites her nails. You try to help her stop the habit by painting her nails for her.

Helmut is a workaholic. You don’t really help him that much, because you also work late into the night.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

They’re not overly concerned, but they both always make sure to have the best clothes, make up, and perfumes. So they always look incredible.

They’re both very big on self care. Face masks, lotions, all sorts. Which they will definitely rope you into.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Whilst they were a couple before they met you, once you’re together they can’t imagine their lives without you. If you’re away from them, they do miss you and talk about you to one another.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Heike’s accent is a mix of British and Sokovian because she went to an English boarding school from a young age. Helmut’s accent is, of course, very Sokovian. Because of this you love hearing both of them read to you.

The three of you mainly speak English when you’re together, but love speaking Sokovian when you’re surrounded by your American colleagues.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

They would hate when someone tries to use them for their money or influence.

They’d also never stand for anyone talking bad about you. If they ever hear it, Heike will stand with her arms crossed, a deep frown creasing her brow. Helmut will walk over to the person in question and put them in their place with class. He’ll return to Heike, slipping an arm around her waist and pressing a kiss to her forehead. After that, she’ll soften in his hold. When you return to them you’d never know what had just happened.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Helmut snores a little, usually when he’s spent too long working and he’s exhausted so he’ll fall into a deep sleep.

You toss and turn a lot, so when you sleep in the middle of them you’ll end up alternating lying on both of them during the night. Since both of them sleep rather soundly they usually just accept you into their arms.

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No Time To Die - A strong departure for a fantastic Bond

So there is no secret to the fact that Craig's Bond tenure has had a mixed critical response. Casino Royale and Skyfall are considered in the top 5 Bond films of all time by many. Given that there are now 25 Bond films, that is an impressive achievement for any single Bond actor. Unfortunately they are also offset by the fact that Quantum of Solace and Spectre are largely considered disappointments. I think this is partly because of the incredible reception of their respective predecessors. I don't dislike either of them and I enjoy them for the most part, while recognizing their flaws but they are noticeably inferior to Casino Royale and Skyfall. So No Time to Die comes with pressure of sending Craig's Bond, who has been brilliant through the his movies' highs and lows, off on a strong note. Having watched the movie, I will say that it is a significant improvement over Spectre and definitely a strong end to Craig's Bond era, even if it may not hit the heights of Casino Royale and Skyfall. I would say its a lot closer in quality to the CR and Skyfall than it is to Spectre and QoS.

I don't want to reveal any spoilers for the film but so can't say much about the plot, but given its the longest Bond film by almost 20 mins, it doesn't feel like it. Its actually a film where you get consistently invested in the plot and the characters. There are lots of returning characters and there are some good new characters who add a lot to the movie. The film pays tribute to Bond movies of the past, like films like OHMSS as well as previous Craig era Bond films.

The action in the film is excellent. I would say in terms of action, it is second maybe only to Casino Royale. There is a visceral nature to it. There is a sequence set in Cuba that is particularly brilliant. The pre-credits scenes are again fantastic. The film has an opening that is basically straight out of a horror movie and is really brilliant. That is followed by an exceptional sequence in Italy which has been foreshadowed in the trailers. There are strong action scenes littered throughout the film.

Lea Seydoux returns as Madeleine as the only Bond girl to every make a reappearance. I have to admit that I was a little worried because I wasn't completely sold on the chemistry between Craig and Seydoux in Spectre and that romance kind of came out of nowhere. However, I think they are much better together in this movie. I think their scenes together are much better written and the actors feel like they are more comfortable in their character's relationship with one another. Its still not as strong as the chemistry shared with Eva Green but I feel that was lightning in a bottle type stuff which is impossible to replicate. Admittedly, there is a marked reference to Vesper, which while poignant and meaningful, does remind you of that chemistry. There is that musical cue from CR that briefly reappears in a beautiful moment. Overall, Seydoux is really good in the movie. Lashanna Lynch appears as the new 007. I am sure there will be outrage over her taking Bond's moniker but she is excellent in the role and the dynamic between her and Bond is really funny and there is the slow build up of respect between the two that is really well done. Naomie Harris is back as Moneypenny and she's strong as she has always been, although the last two films haven't given her enough to do given how she was introduced in Skyfall. One of the big highlights of the film for me was Ana De Armas in a delightful cameo during the Cuba scene. She is adorable and badass and looks amazing in the gown. You immediately want to see much more of her. She and Craig manage to replicate their fun chemistry from Knives Out during that section. Her role is quite brief but she leaves a major impact. If Amazon is interested in doing spinoffs of Bond, I would suggest to start with her character.

All the other returning cast members are terrific as well. Fiennes has a substantial role in the movie as his actions are very directly linked to the plot of the movie. He's excellent as always. Ben Whishaw is also terrific again as Q. He's been one of the big highlights of the Craig era Bond films. Again, he gets a fairly sizable role with him playing a pretty active role in climax. Rory Kinnear continues to be a welcome presence as Tanner. I'm glad he hasn't been ignored as new cast members have come in. Jeffrey Wright reappears as Felix Leiter and his presence is another highlight of the movie. Despite him having been missing from the past two films, this movie does a great job re-establishing the brotherhood between Bond and Felix and there is some great fun and emotional scenes between them.

Christoph Waltz returns as Blofeld in a brief role and he is effectively used in a pretty intense scene that evokes Hannibal Lecter. Billy Magnussen appears as a side villain who Bond has a grudge against. There is a henchmen with a robotic eye who appears throughout the film. What unfortunately drags the film down below Casino Royale and Skyfall levels is Rami Malek's Safin. He is not a strong villain for such a big movie. He has a phenomenal entry scene, but he is only present in the last act. Apart from an obsession with Madeleine and a creepy look, there is nothing really that distinguishes him from a garden variety terrorist. We don't really get to know what his ideology is and why he specifically wants to do what he does. Even Greene in QoS had a clear motive for power and control. Malek also seems a bit miscast because the role seems to be for someone who is older than he is. I guess it doesn't help that Malek generally looks young for his age. Its unfortunate because a really good villain would have made this film brilliant, but because of a lack of proper motivation besides global terror, he doesn't really hold up despite Malek's best efforts.

Daniel Craig is the glue that holds the movie together. He is absolutely outstanding here. I think this is the most relaxed he has been in the role and also the most vulnerable. It might just be his best performance out of all five films. He wears his age comfortably, not unwilling to let Bond be vulnerable, both physically and emotionally, but continuing to be an absolute badass. He also just seems to be having a lot of fun in the role. There is plenty of humor in the film and he gets a good chunk of it. He's excellent in the emotional and dramatic scenes which give the movie so much more weight towards the end of the movie. He really is the beating heart of the film. I really think they should take a sizable break from Bond after this film because Craig's shadow will be long and very difficult for a new actor without some distance. He's definitely my favorite Bond, having seen all 25 films because he has given Bond nuances and vulnerability that previous version just haven't. Its a great goodbye to him because he is phenomenal here.

Cary Fukunaga does a real strong job directing this film. Like I mentioned before, the film is never boring despite its long running time. The writing for the villain is what lets the film down but technically and performance wise, this film is terrific. It may not be the perfect send off for Craig's Bond but its an absolutely worthy send off. I'm looking forward to seeing it again to see if my opinions change a bit. For now, this is like an 8-8.5/10

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INTERVIEW NO. 1: RACHEL @djarinsbeskar

hello hello! i am so happy to announce that rachel — aka the immense talent that is @djarinsbeskar — has agreed to be my first interviewee for this new series! thank you to rach and to each one of you for all of your support. to read more about the project, click here, and to submit an author, click here.

| why rachel? |

Rachel captured my imagination from the first time we interacted as mutuals-in-law. She’s bursting with energy and vivaciousness, with a current of kindness just underneath everything she does. Her work is no exception. Oftentimes gritty, raw, and exposing (in … ahem…more ways than one), Rachel challenges her readers to dig deeper into both the story and themselves. Her smut brings a particular fire as it’s laced with need, desire, and mutual trust that leads us deeper into the characters’ identities and how physical affection can mimic other forms of intimacy. She’s a tour de force in this fandom and an absolute joy.

| known for |

Engaging with and encouraging other authors, cultivating inspo posts, attention to world building & character development

| my favorites |

Stitches

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| q & a |

When did you start writing? What was that project, and what was it like? Has that feeling or process ever changed over time? Why?

I can’t remember a time I wasn’t writing. I was an avid reader, as I think most writers are—and I remember, after picking up Lord of the Rings—that I could live so many lives, experience so many things, all from the pages of a book. I could make sense of the world through words and ink and paper. And it offered me a level of peace and clarity I wanted to share with others. So, I started writing.

My first project I remember to this day, was a short story about a dog. I had been so heartbroken when I learned that dogs were colourblind. I must have been about seven or eight at the time, and I was fixated on this idea that dogs couldn’t see the vibrant hues that made the world beautiful. It was something I wanted to change—and with all the righteous anger of a child not getting their own way, I sulked over the fact that I couldn’t. Until I wrote it down.

“How do dogs see colour?”

And much like my writing today, I answered myself.

“Dogs don’t need to see colour. Dogs smell colour.”

And so, I wrote a story, about a puppy being brought on different walks by its owner. And with every new street it walked down—colour bloomed with scent. Colours more beautiful and vibrant than we could ever hope to see with our eyes. And it gave me solace and helped me work through an emotion that – granted was immature and inconsequential – had affected me. To this day, I still smile seeing dogs sniffing at everything they pass on their walks. Smelling colour. It gave me the key to my favourite thing in life. I don’t think my process has changed much since then. Much of what I write is based on a skeleton plan, but I leave room for characters to speak and feel as they need to. I like to know the starting point and destination of a chapter—but how they get there, that still falls to instinct. I think I’ve found a happy medium of strict planning and winging it that suits me now—and hopefully it will continue to improve over time!

When did you start posting your writing, and on what platform? What gave you the push to do that?

I mean, fanfiction has always been part of my life. I think anyone who was growing up in the late 2000’s and early 2010’s found their way to fanfiction.net at some time or other. The wild west compared to what we have now! My first post was for the Lord of the Rings fandom on fanfiction.net. It was an anthology of the story told through the eyes of the steeds. Bill the Pony, Shadowfax—it was all very innocent. That was probably in 2010 when I was fifteen. I had been wanting to share writing for a long time but was worried about how it would be received. I didn’t really have a gauge on my level or my creativity and – one of the many flaws of someone with crippling perfectionism – I only ever wanted to provide perfection. That was a major inhibitor when I was younger. By wanting it to be perfect, I never posted anything. Until that stupidly cute LOTR fic. It was freeing to write something that no one but me had any interest in, because if I was writing for myself then there was no one to disappoint, right? And that was all it took. I had some pauses over the years between college and life and such, but I’ve never lost that mindset when it comes to posting.

What your favorite work of yours that you have ever written? Why is it your favorite? What is more important to you when considering your own stories for your own enjoyment — characters? fandom? spice? emotional development? the work you’ve put into it? Is that different than what you enjoy reading most in other people’s fics?

I don’t think it’ll come as much of a surprise when I say Stitches. While not original, I mean—it follows the plot of the Mandalorian quite diligently, it is the piece of work I really hold very close to my heart. Din Djarin as a character is what got me back into writing after what must have been five years? He inspired something. His manner, his personality—he resonated with me as a person in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time. And gave me back a creative outlet I had been missing.

It’s funny to say out loud—but I wanted to give him something? I spent so long thinking about his character that half my brain felt like it belonged to him—how he reacted and responded to things etc. and of course, like every dreamy Pisces—I wanted to give him love and happiness. So, Stitches came along. Personally, when writing—it’s a combination of characters, emotional development and spice (I can’t help myself) and when we can follow that development. With Stitches, it’s definitely the spice that is the conduit for development—but I adore showing how the physical can help people who struggle to communicate emotions too complex for words.

I don’t usually read for Din, as most people know—but I do enjoy reading the type of work that Stitches is. Human, damaged—but still with an undercurrent of hope that makes me think of children’s books.

You said, “much like writing today, I answered myself.” Could you talk about that in relation to Stitches?

So, I’m endlessly curious, it has to be said. Especially about why people are the way they are. Why people do A instead of B. Why X person’s immediate thought went to this place instead of that place. And I’m rarely satisfied with superficial explanations. One of the most exciting parts of writing and fanfiction especially, is making sense of that why. There can be countless explanations, some that are content with what is seen on the surface and some that go deep and some that go even deeper still.

Stitches is almost a – very long winded and much too long – answer to the questions I was so intrigued by about Din Djarin, about the Mandalorian and about the Star Wars universe as a whole. I often wondered what happened to people after the Rebellion, the normal people who fought—the people in the background. What did they do next? Did some of them suffer from PTSD? What was the galaxy like right after the Empire fell? That first season of the Mandalorian answered some of those questions, but I wanted to know more. So, I created a reader insert who was a combat medic—and through her, I let myself answer the questions of what happened next.

Regarding Din as a character, I wanted to know what a bounty hunter with a code of honour would do in certain situations—what made him tick, what made hm vulnerable. I wanted to explore the discovery of his identity. Din Djarin didn’t exist after he was taken from Aq Vetina. He became a cog in a very efficient machine of Mandalorians—and it was safe there. I wanted to see what – or who – might encourage him to step into his own. Grogu was that person in a familial sense, but what about romantically? What about individually? There’s so much to explore with this man! So many facets of personality and nuances of character that make him so gorgeous to write and think about.

Talk to me about the Din Djarin Athletic Universe. How does Din as all of these forms of athlete play off who you see him as in canon?

The Athletic Universe! How I adore my athletes. Despite being in a modern setting, I have kept the core of Din’s character in each of them (at least I hope I have!). I like to divide Din’s character into three phases when it comes to canon because he’s not as immovable as people seem to think he is. We discussed this before, how I see Din as a water element—adaptable, but strong enough that he can be as steadfast as rock. But I digress, the first phase is the character we see in the first episode. Basically, before Grogu. There’s an aggressive brutality to Din when we see him bounty hunting. He works on autopilot and isn’t swayed by sob stories or promises. He has the covert but is ultimately separate. Those soft feelings he comes to recognise when he has Grogu are dormant – not non-existent – but they haven’t been nurtured or encouraged. This is the point I extracted Boxer!Din’s personality and story from.

Cyclist!Din on the other hand—is already a father, a biological father to Grogu. And his personality, I took from that moment in the finale of Season two where I believe Din’s transformative arc of character solidified. He was always a father to Grogu, but I do believe that moment where he removes his helmet is the moment, he accepts that role fully in his heart and mind. And that is why I don’t believe for a second, that removing his helmet was him breaking his Creed. In fact, I believe it was the purest act he could do in devotion to his Creed—to his foundling, to his son. The Cyclist!AU is very much the character I see canon Din having should Grogu have stayed with him. This single dad who isn’t quite sure how he got to where he is now—but does anything and everything for his child without thought. It’s a natural instinct for him, and I like exploring those possibilities with Cyclist!Din.

You also said, “he has the covert but is ultimately separate.” What does it take for him — and you — to get to that point of being ‘not separate?’

I mentioned this above, but one of the biggest interests I have in Din as a character is his identity. He’s a Mandalorian, he’s a bounty hunter, he’s the child’s guardian but those are all what he is, not who. I think Din is separate while being part of the covert because he doesn’t know. I don’t think anyone can really be part of something if they don’t know who they are or, they struggle with their identity. It’s curious to me—how you can deceive even yourself to mimic the standard set for the many. In the boxer verse, he identifies himself in relation to his boxing—and every part of his outward personality exhibits those qualities. But when he’s given a softer touch—an outlet of affection, and comfort—we see the softer side of him surface. It’s very much the same with Stitches Din. Identity is like anything, emotions—relationships, bodies. It needs nurturing to thrive, an open door—a safe space. At least, that’s what goes through my mind when I think of him.

Who is your favorite character to read?

Frankie because there are so many ways his character can be interpreted and there are some stellar versions of him that I think of at least once a day. Javi because he reminds me of kintsugi-- golden recovery, broken pottery where the cracks are highlighted with gold. I also adore reading for Boba Fett, Paz Viszla and the clones!

Is there anything else you want your readers to know about you, your writing, or your creative process?

Hmm... only that I am quite literally a gremlin clown who is always here to chat Din, Star Wars, literature, book recs and anything else under the sun! I like to hear people's stories, their opinions etc. it helps me see things from alternative points of view and can truly help the writing process! Other than that, I think I can only thank readers for putting up with my ridiculously long chapters and rambling introspection. Thank you for indulging me always! ❤️

[naralanis]

little bumps in the road (pt. 16)

Previously, on LBitR

Lena takes a moment to examine her surroundings after she takes stock of her body—besides her throbbing hand now encased in a professionally-made cast and the headache pounding at her temples, she’s physically fine. She does her best to ignore the very smug Lex Luthor at the foot of her bed.

It’s a cell, there’s no doubt about it—albeit is one nice enough to be mistaken for a mid-range hotel suite if someone didn’t know any better.

Lena knows better.

“How are you feeling, sis?” Lex quips jovially, stepping to a cart with a pitcher of water and pouring a hearty glass. Lena grimaces as she sits up, rolling her eyes at his playful tone—playful Lex never meant anything good, but what else is new?

“Nasty break you got on your hand there—the doctors told me you have multiple fractures. How did that happen?”

His expensive loafers squeak slightly on the floor, and he stops right next to Lena. His grin is cheerful and utterly insufferable—the same smile he’d sport he taught her a lesson, even when they were children, the same he’d flash at her whenever he explained—in excruciating, condescending detail—exactly how she’d lost their latest chess game.

Lena would very much like to punch it off his face, even if doing so would accomplish nothing beyond giving her some fleeting satisfaction.

Sadly, her hand is out of commission.

She takes the glass he offers and downs it in practically one gulp, relaxing despite herself with the cool water running down her dry, tight throat. Lex raises a brow, amused.

“You trust me not to poison your water? Impressive.”

Lena rolls her eyes, slow and deliberate. “Nope,” she says, smacking her chapped lips. “But if you wanted me dead, you would have done it already. Plus,” she hands him back the glass, cocking her head towards the pitcher. “Poison was never really your style. It’s not dramatic enough.”

Lex chuckles, looking impressed despite himself. “Touché,” he concedes, taking the glass back and refilling it. “I do enjoy a good drama. Now,” he hands her the glass again, waits until Lena has taken a more sedated sip. “Want to tell me what happened to your hand? I am so very curious.”

Lena meets his gaze head on once she’s done drinking, remaining silent for long moments—just until she sees the slight twitch of his lips when he gets impatient. “Not that it’s any of your business,” she drawls, feigning disinterested as strongly as she is able, “but I punched a cement wall. Wouldn’t recommend it, it’s rather painful.”

Lex chuckles again, and his eyes glimmer with a giddy anticipation, like a child about to be let loose onto a pile of Christmas presents, unable to hide his excitement. “Cement, huh? I would have guessed steel, myself.”

Lena can’t help herself—she flinches, just a little but enough to be noticeable, and she knows—she can see the satisfaction in his eyes when Lex does notice how her shoulders suddenly tense.

“A haircut and new glasses, and she’s a whole new person,” he laughs. “Though, let’s admit it—despite fooling you, a supposed genius… she never was a master of disguise, was she?”

“How’d you find me?” Lena interjects, trying to do so calmly, though she’s moments from snapping. Something about hearing Lex refer to Kara in any way makes her skin crawl. “How have you been tracking me?”

She says me, not us. Because, if her hunch is correct—and Lena hopes to god that it is—Lex should have no way of tracking Kara now that she’s alone.

His grin widens, predatory and gleeful all at once.

“Is that really what you want to ask, Lena? How I found you? Don’t you have better questions—for example, why I haven’t turned you in to the authorities yet?” He pulls a chair and sinks into it—comfortable, settling in like one would at the cinema. He crosses his legs and steeples his fingers over his lap, looking so much like Lionel like that it makes Lena nauseated. “You are, after all, America’s most-wanted criminal,” he chuckles. “That’s quite a distinction, even for a Luthor, don’t you think?”

Lena shrugs. “You own the authorities in this reality, Lex.” She points out, and Lex nods once, as if he is conceding the point. “Plus, you have a tendency to monologue like any cliché cartoon villain. I’m sure you’ll clue me in on your grand plan sooner or later.”

She can tell he’s bothered by the cliché jab—that nearly imperceptible twitch returns momentarily to the corner of his mouth, but really, Lena just can’t help herself. As quickly as it appeared, the twitch is gone, and Lex’s lips tug into an even wider smile, like a shark showing off its teeth. He leans back on his chair, and his gaze is both cold and cheerful in a mixture that makes a shiver run down Lena’s spine in the worst way possible.

“Have any headaches lately, Lena?”

Lena swallows, thinking of those disjointed memories, those blinding flashes that rattled her brain. “No more than usual,” she lies, clearly not convincingly if Lex’s responding scoff is any indication. She’s thought about this, ran the probabilities in her head—she’s just not sure she wanted to believe her brother would stoop that low.

Even if, deep down, she knows better.

“Funny,” Lex quips, tapping a silly little rhythm onto the arm of his chair with his manicured nails. “They are a common side effect. Along with…” his eyes narrow and his grin widens impossibly further, from ear to ear, like this is his moment of triumph. “Memory loss.”

Lena sucks in a breath—her heart feels loud, like it echoes from her chest and bounces off the walls of this tidy cell. She doesn’t dare say a word, and immediately, Lex seems bored with her lack of response.

“You know what your problem is, Lena?” he asks, brushing off some nonexistent lint from the sleeves of his suit. “You always fail to consider the big picture. You never think of the greater possibilities.”

“You used Non Nocere,” Lena grits out through her clenched teeth. Her jaw is so tense the pain radiates all the way down her neck, and her good hand is fisted in the sheets, knuckles white with the strength of her grip.

“I improved on it,” Lex quips happily. “You had a good base, but no follow-through—it’s your biggest flaw. But your little project with the Q-waves… it had potential. I just took it further than you would ever be able to take it.”

“You—” Lena chokes on her words, bites her tongue. She’s trying, she’s trying so hard to be brave, to maintain her composure, but those flashes return full-force, blinding—those tangled memories are flashing again, like Lex’s mere mention of the Q-waves is a trigger—and she is suddenly reeling, trying to push them down. “You mind-controlled me. You sick fuck!” She hisses. “You made me try to kill Ka—you made me try to kill Supergirl!”

He shrugs his shoulders. “Oh, Lena, who’s being dramatic now? You said it yourself; you wanted to hurt her. I just gave you a little nudge.”

“Not like this!” Lena gasps—her strength is waning; she can feel it draining from her limbs, she feels the last tendrils of her resistance evaporating into thin air, vanishing from her mind. “Never like this!”

Lex ignores her completely, continuing on as if he was giving her a chess lesson. “I have to say, the implant worked much better than the contacts; it is far less error-prone. Tracking you was just a bonus—though I have to admit I really enjoyed seeing you two run around the country like you ever had a chance.”

Lena can’t talk; it takes all of her energy to just stop the rattling inside her skull, to wait with cold dread for the moment—because it’s coming, she can feel it coming—when Lex just takes control again.

“It was smart to go your separate ways, but I wouldn’t worry too much,” he continues, voice low and dangerous. “She’ll be back for you. Despite everything, she always comes back, doesn’t she? Even if it’s just to die by your hand, all over again.”

“No,” she grits out, trembling. “N-never.” She couldn’t, she wouldn’t, not again—she couldn’t see Kara falling again, she couldn’t kill her again.

Lex leans towards her, puts a hand on her covered knee and gives it a little squeeze—the kind of gesture a parent would use to reassure a child, but this? This is a taunt. Lex doesn’t just own the authorities in this reality—he owns Lena’s mind.

“Did you like it, when I took you to the top floor?” He drawls. “I figured you would appreciate seeing her face-to-face when you pressed the button. Maybe we’ll have you on the ground this time, huh? To see her hit the pavement? To see her really die?” he chuckles, patting her knee and standing.

“I won’t hurt her.”

His laugh echoes in the room, louder than her heartbeat, her short gasps for air. Lex walks leisurely to the door before turning back to face her once he activates a biometric lock, ready to leave Lena alone with her terror.

“Oh, Lena—but you will. Trust me.”

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Shingeki no Kyojin Astrology: sun-moon-rising combinations

I was looking around tumblr for detailed astrology speculations of my fave anime characters, but there aren't that many! Being q well-versed in astro myself, i thought why not do my own version (very spoiler-free, don’t worry)! I followed the birth dates given by isayama:

Eren Jaeger - Aries sun, Scorpio moon, Cancer rising Aside from the fact that he can be hotheaded and impulsive, Eren's feelings of vengeance run deep and explosive. Remember that time he was chained to the bed after the attack on trost, and his eyes were wild with the need to violently eradicate all titans? He's so tenacious and emotionally stubborn too (a Scorp moon trait) to the point of being closed off from everyone else, especially towards the end where he seems to take the weight of the world's burden on his own shoulders. And all for the sake of protecting his community and ensuring the safety of his friends for the rest of their lives. His comrades and family are his motivation. This is his Cancer rising steering his life.

Mikasa Ackerman - Aries sun, Aquarius moon, Aries rising "Look that moody brat is running off on her own again." Mikasa is similar to Eren in her impulsiveness and determination, but different in two ways- what they aim to protect and their extent of fearlessness. Eren is aware of his own weaknesses and helplessness, but Mikasa's amazing physical prowess makes her act without any hesitation at all. She's hella fierce and driven to keep herself in shape too, doing all those sit-ups and chopping firewood post-injury. I think she deserves a double Aries! An Aries rising means a Libra descendant too, which is reflected her whole-hearted devotion in her close partnerships (Eren and Armin). Her aquarius moon really shines thru with her stoic independence, focus and perseverance.

Armin Arlet - Scorpio sun, Virgo moon, Pisces rising He's the brain of the 104th cadet corps, and is second to Erwin in terms of strategy! An intelligent planner with low self-esteem often found second guessing his own analytical abilities, Armin is a true blue Virgo moon. His emotional self stands out the most from the main three protagonists - Eren & Mikasa mostly express anger and desperation, whereas Armin is usually shrouded in fear and worry. He's a very soft bb, hence the Pisces rising, not to mention he gets so dreamy imagining the sea, the vast plains, and the magical world beyond the walled universe he knows. A spiritually-attuned and curious explorer :")

Levi Ackerman - Capricorn sun, Scorpio moon, Virgo rising Levi is such a complex person, thanks to Isayama's brilliance. Like many Cap suns, Levi is authoritative, cold and incredibly savage. That's not to say he doesn't feel anything either. Levi is an evolved Scorp moon (maybe even moon in 11th house) because his feelings are never for himself, but he hurts so much for others - you can tell every death hits him so hard, but he doesn't show this to anyone else. He also exudes this quietly intimidating aura of natural competence, a common characteristic of this sun-moon combo. He can take things personally as well (re: height issues) but it never snowballs into more than passing irritation. The turbulence of his emotions and habit for violence is balanced out by his earthy Virgo rising, which is emotionally subdued, quite thin and delicate in physique, and super neurotic and nitpicky when it comes to cleanliness and health. Cap, Virgo and Scorp are some of the most guarded signs, and a combi of all 3 are hellish. You can tell this poor beautiful man is always caught between feeling and thinking, between maintaining his humanity and forsaking it.

Erwin Smith - Libra sun, Capricorn moon, Leo rising In another life, Erwin Smith would be the damn CEO of a global conglomerate because he oozes so much charisma. Hell if charisma were energy Erwin Smith would be its prime, eternally renewable source. His stature alone is so commanding, and I find some strong Leonine traits in his thickset physique, strong eyebrows, beautiful hair, and that way he shouted in full glory atop wall Rose in that one episode to the cheering masses below. He might be a Libra sun, diplomatic in political affairs, but his Capricorn moon is what drives his decisions. Cap moon has a rep for being cold and unemotional, but i believe they are way more than that! Cap moons rarely boast about their long list of achievements, instead looking forward to the next goal. They struggle with emotional expression, and are super driven and disciplined. Erwin is capable of making the hardest decisions, putting aside emotions to strive for an abstract ideal, and this is to be expected of the commander who takes on the role of the devil.

Hange Zoe - Virgo sun, Sagittarius moon, Gemini rising All hail our favourite mad scientist!! Hange is such a breath of fresh air in the Survey Corps, balancing out the heaviness of missions with their wacky tales of titan research and experimentation. Their penchant for study and higher knowledge is typical of a Sagittarius moon, who is drawn to advanced academic study and spiritual truths. It's also a lighthearted and optimistic sign, true to Hange's upbeat personality. The Virgo in them contributes to their sheer intelligence and obsessiveness with research subjects. We also know they LOVE to talk, and once Eren asks Hange about experiments, they cannot stop (Gemini governs communication). Virgo, Sag and Gemini are the most intellectual signs, and because they are mutuable Hange tends to follow orders rather than give them, making it difficult to adapt to their new role towards the end of the series. Mutable signs also means rapidly-changing emotional states, and a whole lot of chaos, which suits our beloved squad leader.

Jean Kirstein - Aries sun, Virgo moon, Taurus rising Our third Aries on the list ohmygod. The snk universe is full of feisty hotheads. Jean is always seen clashing with Eren, fuelled by Eren's closeness with Mikasa and his own adorable jealousy. I mean, they had a full on fist fight right after dinner in the mess hall, although everything went downhill after the first few punches. Our first impression of Jean during his cadet days is coloured by his desire to work in the interior, and this favour for material safety and wealth is perhaps common to a Taurus rising. Also, Taurus is ruled by Venus, planet of beauty and harmony, and thus often figures in the charts of artists. If you've seen Jean's drawing skills in that special episode, you'll know that his artistic abilities are the finest we have seen, exceeding even that of isayama himself. Jean's strong principles such as being averse to killing people and oftentimes cynical nature, is also characteristic of the moral and cautious Virgo moon.

Sasha Braus - Leo sun, Gemini moon, Taurus rising Not all Leos are showmans. Sasha is the type of Leo who displays more of the quirky, unabrashed personality suited to her opposite sister sign Aquarius. Authority doesn't exist when food comes into play, as we see when she breaks potato with Shadis and later steals a slab of meat from the officer's warehouse. Unlike the visual artistry that Jean possesses with his Taurus rising, Sasha's Taurus centers around her love for food, and hell she can have fiery determination for it (rmb the wild night she mistook Jean's hand for meat?). I love that both of them were pitted with each other in that cooking special episode. I considered placing her as a Taurus moon, but Taurus moons are usually steadier and classier in emotion, whereas Sasha is often breezy, gets nervous and chaotic, with stellar intuition, making her likely a Gemini moon.

Connie Springer - Taurus sun, Cancer moon, Gemini rising Although not much attention is paid to Connie's growth, his character development reminds me a lot of Aang from ATLA. Cheery and happy-go-lucky at first, before the incident with his mother made him more prone to feelings of anger and vengeance, especially near the later chapters. His strong protective bond with his mother is what compels me to say he is a Cancer moon, which is a moon sign that is very homebody and drawn to family and traditions. His goofy self and him referring to Sasha as "his twin" puts him as the spunky Gemini rising, another sign he shares with her.

Reiner Braun - Leo sun, Pisces moon, Capricorn rising Aside from his natural leader personality (Leonine), Reiner likes to take on the persona of the big brother of the group. His outward stoicism, decisiveness and task-oriented nature is typical of a Cap rising, who is often serious and solemn in appearance. He reminds me of that Cap rising workaholic who does his best in a corporate organization, working 9 to 5 plus overtime as it fulfills his sense of purpose. Beyond his stoic facade reveals a more troubled personality. Like a Pisces moon, Reiner is impressionable, and it's difficult to tell if his emotions and personalities are his own, wavering and absorbing traits from those around him. His internal war with his identity and the ensuing fatigue characterises him during the second half of the series.

Annie Leonhart - Aries sun, Aquarius moon, Virgo rising Annie is the kind of Aries that is so motivated to achieve her goals that everything else is sidelined, including her own emotions. She's quite ruthless in chasing her objectives, and her composure, focus and endurance is highlighted with an Aquarius moon. I'm guessing she has a 4th house influence somewhere because of her motivations to go home to her father and lead a normal life. I find the daintiness and delicateness of her features similar to Levi, who is also a Virgo rising. The Virgo effect also registers as a brutal, unfiltered honesty (also seen in Levi), and Annie doesn't hesitate to speak the truth about her own or her opponent's capabilities.

Other characters which I won't go into much detail about:

Bertholdt Hoover - Capricorn sun, Virgo moon, Pisces rising Bertholdt is quiet with an unobtrusive personality. His lack of supposed iniative and aggression can perhaps be attributed to the mutuability of Virgo and Pisces, which goes with the flow instead of charging forward. He keeps his feelings to himself, but reacts when the people he wants to protect are threatened.

Historia Reiss - Capricorn sun, Libra moon, Cancer rising Historia initially lives for the sake of others (esp Ymir), and is more co-dependent than many of her other squadmates. She also tends to put up a front of pleasantness, afraid of disappointing or offending people. She has a strong tie to family, and a profound sense of duty.

Ymir - Aquarius sun, Pisces moon, Aries rising Ymir is extremely astute when it comes to evaluating human behaviour. The religiosity of her background is also usually found in this sun-moon combination, which tends to attract paths of strong spirituality. She also has a bold and noble sacrificial streak for the sake of her companions.

Zeke Jaeger - Leo sun, Capricorn moon, Scorpio rising A headstrong, intelligent and radical character. In a way similar to Erwin in his ruthlessness, but emotionally darker and much more sinisterly private.

Kenny Ackerman - Aquarius sun, Sagittarius moon

Rod Reiss - Virgo sun, Libra moon

Dot Pixis - Virgo sun, Sagittarius moon

Hannes - Capricorn sun, Taurus moon

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“Losing my senses for you” Yan!Joseph (Part 3) x female reader

Hiya everyone! Here’s a little Yan! Joseph (Part 3) x female reader for y’all because apparently, I like to see Suzi suffer lol

Summary: You and your soulmate Joseph share a pleasant dream, as always. Though suddenly, the elderly wants to take your friendship to the next level...

TW: age gap, implied cheating, implied kidnapping, toxic relationship, MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY/MINORS DNI 

I do not condone any yandere behaviour in real life.

Word count: 2022

Joseph had always thought of himself as a sensible man. Sensible enough to fall in love with his current wife and have a child with her, disregarding the fact that Suzi Q wasn’t his soulmate. Why would he have denied himself love, a family? No, Joseph had been rational enough to not care about that ‘dreaming of your soulmate’ humbug. That had been the case until he’d met you.

The male would have never imagined seeing his soulmate in his dream, not after all these years being married and especially not as an elderly man. You were still so young, a blooming flower in your twenties, ready to conquer the world. How could Joseph be your soulmate? But there was no denying that the Brit was constantly dreaming of you. Nearly every morning he’d wake up, your face still lingering on his mind while his spouse slept peacefully next to him, knowing nothing about her husband’s dream invader. Sometimes, he’d even whisper your name. Joseph didn’t have the heart to tell her, after all, Suzi had been his love for most of his life. But apparently, not the one to spend the remainder of it with.

This night wasn’t an exception when it came to your nocturnal visits. This time, the two of you sat on the terrace of a café near Joseph’s flat in New York City. The crowding streets of the metropolis filled the air with a cacophony of sounds: honking taxi cars, chatting people, the occasional dog that barked loudly. Even though every tiny thing seemed to buzz with life, Joseph knew that none of this was real- all would cease to exist once he’d wake up, except for him and you. Politely, you smiled at the Brit. 

“Hello Mr. Joestar, how are you doing today?”, you greeted him, as you always did. Both of you had agreed that you wouldn’t refer to the elderly man with his first name, wanting to keep some distance between you. Just like Joseph, you had been more than surprised to notice that your soulmate wasn’t a person around your age. Though never having been openly said, you two knew you wouldn’t pursue any romantic advances towards each other. At some point, Joseph had even revealed to you that he was married and had a daughter and a grandson. But since you hadn’t found a way yet to end these dreams, you were behaving on an amicable basis. The male believed you’d probably see in him a grandfather figure. Though Joseph couldn’t tell anymore if he saw you as a granddaughter …

As per usual, the pair consisting of you chattered the whole time. You told him about your new job, how you were nervous to meet your colleagues, wondering if you’d get along well. While you were talking, you kept fiddling the napkin next to you, demonstrating your anxiety. During your countless encounters, Joseph had learnt to read your body language. Confidently, the man rested his real gloved hand on top of yours, stopping your tic. You stared into the male’s green eyes, astonishment written on your face. 

“Y/N,” Joseph said softly, “you don’t need to be nervous, dear. How could they not like such a ray of sunshine like you?” He flashed you a big grin at his final words. You averted his tender gaze. Oh, how Joseph loved this bashful expression on your face. You were so easy to tease. 

“Thank you, Mr. Joestar, though I think you’re exaggerating.” 

“Please, call me Joseph”, the elderly man blurted out. A big thumb idly drew circles on the back of your hand. He didn’t know what had driven him into saying this, into breaking the formal distance between you -  at least he didn’t know consciously. Deep inside, he was well aware that he loved you - more than just a friend, than a granddaughter, hell, even more than Suzi. In the end, you were his soulmate. Suddenly, all the previous talk about how any other kind of love paled compared to the love for your soulmate didn’t seem like humbug to Joseph anymore. No, the once reasonable man had been utterly struck by the arrow of a foolish love, a love he hadn’t experienced beforehand – not even with his wife. He had been struck by you. Your surprise only grew. 

“Are you sure? Wouldn’t that be awkward?”, you asked hesitantly, eyeing your hand. Joseph stayed persistent though. 

“Not at all, Y/N. It’s only natural to call me by my first name after all our dates, isn’t it?”, the man winked playfully at you. He really wanted to see how far he could go with his flirtatious banter until you’d retreat. Or maybe, just maybe, you wouldn’t. Maybe you’d feel the same as him, wanting more out of these encounters. Maybe… Hope blossomed in Joseph’s chest, making the elderly man feel like a lovesick teenager all over again. Only you held that much power over him. Your following words crushed that spark of hope fairly quickly though. 

“I don’t know, Mr. Joestar…,” you retorted, obviously refusing to address him as Joseph, “Don’t you think it would enable unwanted feelings between us? This is quite a hard situation anyway for us – you with your family, me with my young age – I don’t think we need to complicate things further.” At this statement, the light in Joseph’s green eyes extinguished like a flame. Of course. He might have lost his mind, but you didn’t. No, you remained rational, cool-headed. 

“Ah, I see”, Joseph simply replied, barely hiding the disappointment in his raspy voice. “This is for the best, you old fool,” the tiny voice whispered in Joseph’s head, “How could you keep up with her?” Bitter at his own thoughts, the man made a crestfallen grimace. 

“I’m sorry, I don’t intend to hurt your feelings in any way. I do enjoy the time we spend together and I appreciate you, Mr. Joestar”, you added remorsefully. The Brit’s heart warmed at your words of consideration. You cared for him, you must, he was convinced. The effects of the soulmate bond couldn’t just be ignored by you. Maybe, there was still a chance for him. Maybe…

“Y/N”, Joseph murmured your name ever so gently. Surprised by the softness of his tone, you looked up to him. He briefly wetted his lips before he proceeded talking. “I appreciate you, too. A lot, actually. Every time I’m in your company, I’m the happiest man alive. You draw me in and I can’t help myself but wanting more.” You tried to interrupt him, but Joseph quickly stopped you by raising his hand and continuing his speech. “Ah ah, honey, please let me finish. I know what you want to say: ‘But Mr. Joestar, what about your family?’ Well, they’ll understand, they have to. We’re soulmates, I can’t just ignore that. I’ll leave my wife for you, then we can start a life together. Please, my love, consider my words. After all, even without knowing it, I’ve been waiting the whole time for you.” Joseph gazed intensely in your eyes, yearning painted across his face. He patiently watched you gulp heavily and waited for your answer while he put his hand back on yours. 

“Your words are sweet and I’m grateful for your sincerity, Mr. Joestar,” you eventually sputtered, “you’re dear to me, I’d be lying if I said you weren’t, but not in the way you intend it to be. I don’t think I could ever see you in a romantic way. And even if I could, I don’t want to be a homewrecker. I know you love your family, you shouldn’t toss them away for me.” Joseph sighed deeply. He’d learnt with experience to tame his quick temper, but still, impatience flared up inside him. 

“Why can’t you give me, give us, a try? I’m aware that our initial plan was to keep some distance between us, but if we both have feelings for each other, why deny them then? You said you couldn’t see me as a lover, but I don’t believe that. Give me a chance and I’ll prove you how much I love you.” Joseph slightly squeezed your hand while spilling out his passionate words. “You said I shouldn’t toss away my family, but you want me to throw you away. How could I do that? Every morning, it’s your name that escapes my lips, your body I want to feel next to mine, your scent I want to inhale.” The man grew desperate the more he talked. “Don’t worry about our age difference, I know a way for you to grow old with me.” Joseph perceived your puzzled face from the corner of his eyes as he fixated his gaze on your hand, but kept speaking. “I can give you so much Y/N, if only you’d let me. Please, let us try it.” He finally looked up to you, fearing and yet anticipating your reaction. Yes, only you could make him this nervous… Your brows were tightly furrowed, though a hint of sympathy seeped through your kind eyes. 

“Joseph…”, you whispered softly. The Brit’s heart fluttered like a hummingbird upon hearing you finally say his first name. “I’d hoped I wouldn’t have to reveal this to you, but it’s only fair for me to be honest to you as well. I’ve actually met this man a while ago.”

Joseph’s jaw dropped at your confession and his eyes widened. No, this couldn’t be true. He felt as if his whole world had shattered in this moment. Cruelly, you decided to hurt him more with your words. “And to be frank, things are going well. We’ve even talked about moving in together. I think he might be the one I want to spend my life with, Joseph.” Thud. Joseph’s prosthetic hand slammed harshly on the table. Instinctively, you winced at the loud noise. 

“Why would you say that to me?!”, the man in front of you shouted, desperation coating his voice, “Why would you break my heart like that? I can’t believe it! Here I am, thinking about leaving my wife for you while you’ve been having fun with some other guy!” Joseph’s grasps painfully tightened around your hand. His handsome features had transformed into a terrifyingly furious grimace. You gasped fearfully, trying to retrieve your hand from Joseph’s hold. “Why would you bother to be with him when I’m right here? He isn’t your soulmate, I am!” Hot anger flooded the male’s body. It’s been years since he felt this kind of raw emotion again. Joseph glared at you while you still tried unsuccessfully to escape his grasp. Eventually, he let go of your hand. Hastily, you pulled it away from the table. Taking a deep breath, you spoke up. 

“I think you forget that I’m still an independent woman, Mr. Joestar.” 

“So we’re back at the surname, huh?”, the Brit thought gloomily. 

“No matter if we’re soulmates, I’ve still got my own life, as you do. Which means I can choose with whom I’m in a relationship. I hope this incident here is non-recurring and that you’ve come back to your senses the next time we’ll see each other.”

With these final words, Joseph woke abruptly up. Adrenaline was still pumping through his veins from his intense outbreak. While laying down on his bed, he tried to calm his agitated breaths. “I should come back to my senses, huh?,” the male muttered quietly into the room as to not wake up Suzi, “What a bold thing coming out of your mouth, since you’re the source for my irrational behaviour.” Yes, Joseph had always thought of himself as a sensible man. But times had changed. And drastic times called for drastic measures. Subconsciously, the Brit knew exactly what had to be done if he didn’t want to lose you to that pest you thought was your boyfriend. Slowly, he climbed out of his bed. Joseph glanced one more time at his spouse’s sleeping form. 

There was no turning back now.

Out of a drawer, the man grabbed a polaroid camera and called out his Stand.

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I thought your Kokicbi fluff alphabet was really cute, can you do one for Rantaro? Stay Hydrated!

You stay hydrated as well! Thank you for requesting I hope you like it!

A-Activities (what do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?)

He loves to watch movies, so one of his favorite things to do with you is take turns picking which movies you’ll watch! He definitely has favorite movies he’ll have you watch with him, and in return he wants to watch all of your favorites too!

B-Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?)

He likes to look into your eyes. He loves how eyes alone can show so many varying expressions, you’ll catch him often looking into your eyes. Maintain eye contact with him...please. 

C-Comfort (how would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack/etc.?)

He’s one of the most comforting beings out there. He’ll have your back, and learn exactly he can help you when you’re feeling down/having a panic attack. Some people need to be touched, some reject touch. He’ll spend enough time with you and have a sit-down about how he can best help you when you’re in one of those moods. 

D-Dreams (how do they picture their future with their s/o?) 

He wants children eventually, but doesn’t care if it’s from his partner or through adoption. It doesn’t really matter to him, he would love an adopted child just as much as if it was his own. So if you didn’t want to have kids yourself, he would respect that and is completely comfortable with the idea of adopting. 

E-Equal (are they the dominant one in their relationship or are they more passive?)

He’s pretty passive, letting you make all the decisions. If it was important, he’d give his input but doesn’t mind if his ideas are shut down.

F-Fight (would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?) 

He is rather quick to forgive unless you really crossed a lot of lines. But he doesn’t like to let negative emotions show, so oftentimes you’ll have no idea he’s upset unless he tells you upfront. 

G-Gratitude (How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?) 

He’s eternally grateful for you. He says it often, never wanting you to think otherwise. He likes to tell you how much you mean to him. He also makes it obvious by remembering your conversations and bringing up your interests whenever possible. You told him you like x a million years ago? He remembers. And will get you something related to what you like. 

H-Honesty (do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?)

He has some secrets, but he prefers to let you know what he’s thinking. Chances are, if he’s keeping something from you he’ll tell you when he’s ready.  

I-Inspiration (Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?)

You both have each other, he’s your rock and you’re his angel. You saved him in a way, and brought determination back into his life just by your being in it.  

J-Jealousy (do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?) 

He doesn’t really get jealous. He trusts you, and knows you wouldn’t do something like cheat on him. He gets concerned if someone is flirting with you, but more because he knows it makes you uncomfortable rather than getting jealous about it. 

K-Kiss (are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?) 

He’s a great kisser. It can be passionate, it can be casual, no matter what kind of kiss it is, he’s good at it. First kiss would be gentle, almost as if he didn't want to hurt you. But after that it would depend on the mood. 

L-Love confession (how would they confess to their s/o?)

You would have to be friends first, and you would notice on the day he confesses that he’s...hesitant. While he doesn’t want to keep his feelings hidden, he’s worried you won’t receive him well. He would have you over to watch a movie...this time a romantic comedy. Not really something he likes, but he figured it would set the mood to confess. At the end of the movie (of which he never said a word during) he would tell you how he feels. He doesn’t outright say it, but beats around the bush for a while before finally coming out and saying he likes you. 

M-Marriage (do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?) 

He wants to get married so bad. Please just let him marry you. It’s all he wants. He would propose on a date (dates are pretty common with him, but usually only movie dates. This time it was a restaurant). He would give a long speech about how much you meant to him, and finally get down on one knee and propose. During the marriage...he’s so...happy. He’s always smiling, looking at you and saying “I knew I made the right choice. You’re meant for me.”

N-Nicknames (what do they call their s/o?) 

He adores getting to call you “love”. It shows his feelings in an obvious way, and says it sometimes even if you’re not there, just when he’s thinking about you he calls you love. It puts a smile on his face every time. 

O-On cloud nine (what are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious to others? How do they express their feelings?)

It’s obvious because he gives a genuine smile a lot. He’s also always holding your hand. In that way, it becomes obvious to others. He likes to express his feelings verbally, always telling you things he loves about you as well as common compliments. 

P-PDA (are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?) 

He’s not one to brag, but he does like to hold your hand. Near constantly. He gives you kisses in public, he doesn’t really care. But only casual kisses, the more passionate ones are reserved for when it’s just you two. 

Q-Quirk (some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship?)

He seems to always know when something’s wrong, sometimes even before you do. It shocks you when he asks if you’re upset when you haven’t outright said anything. He also seems to know when panic attacks are coming and helps you combat them.  

R-Romance (how romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliche or rather creative?) 

He can be very romantic. Less so in public, but still romantic nonetheless. He likes to tell jokes just to make you laugh. In his mind, you look even better when you’re laughing. He knows he’d do anything it takes to make sure you can laugh and have fun. He likes to surprise you with your favorite things, or things relating to your favorites. In that way, he can be both cliche or creative. Depending on what you get. 

S-Support (are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?)

He believes in you more than he even believes in himself. He would do anything to help you achieve your goals. Just give him the word and he’d help with whatever it is. He swells with pride when you’re actively working on something you’re passionate about.  

T-Thrill (do they need to try out new things to spice up their relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?) 

He usually prefers routine, but every once in a while doing something out of the ordinary is fun for him. As long as it makes you happy...he doesn’t really care what you do together. Though if you ever expressed it would be too much, he’d leave with you immediately. 

U-Understanding (how good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?)

He enjoys getting to know you. Your favorite foods, movies, games, colors, anything big or small he likes to know. He can be very empathetic when it comes to you, which means he can easily play off the positive things. Though...it also means when you’re hurting, he’s hurting too. And he’d do anything to put a smile back on your face.  

V-Value (how important is the relationship to them? What’s it worth in comparison to other things in their life?) 

He’s always wanted a forever relationship, and he believes that's what the two of you have. As soon as you’re in love...you’re stuck with him. He would admit he’s wrong, even if he knows he isn't. Anything to keep you with him. He values your relationship above most else, the only thing he would consider above you is his relationship with his sister. If she didn’t like you (once he found her) he would try and make it work. But her opinion of you really matters to him. 

W-Wild Card (a random fluff headcanon)

He has panic attacks, and always seeks you out when he feels the tug of a panic attack starting. Just being in your presence calms him down. He’ll hold you close and won’t let go until it has passed. Your presence is comforting to him, and even if he’s just feeling down, being by you makes it all better.

X-Xoxo (are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?)

He can be very touch starved. He loves cuddling, he likes being the big spoon and feeling your back against his chest. Opposingly, he likes to be the little spoon because it makes him feel secure...safe. He gives kisses pretty frequently too, sometimes he’ll even just look at you with this adoring look on his face and lean in for a kiss. 

Y-Yearning (how will they cope when they’re missing their partner?) 

He lets it be known how much he misses you. He can go for short periods of time, a couple days at most before he’s calling you. If you answer, he’ll keep you on the line all day/night long. If you don’t...he’ll leave a sweet voicemail describing all of his favorite things about you, with jokes in there just so he knows he made you smile. 

Z-Zeal (are they willing to go to great lengths for their relationship? If so, what kind of?)

He’s willing to do just about anything for you. You wanna move countries? Sure, let him get his passport. You want to quit your job to pursue your dreams? He’ll get another job so he can provide for the both of you. As long as you’re waiting for him when he comes home he doesn’t care what he has to do. As long as it makes you happy. 

[kaisa-ryo]

Itadori Yuji NSFW Alphabet

Warning: English isn't my native language!

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A = Aftercare (What he likes after sex)

Itadori likes to chat for a long time. Topics for communication are usually very diverse: from listing the different sex positions he wants to try, to discussing brands of cars, televisions, types of soaps and colors of underwear. In parallel, Yuji will stroke your back, causing your body to creep. So the love attraction that you already experienced with him before suddenly takes on a special intensity. When he has a need to receive your affection, he will begin to sink under the covers until he rests his nose against your chest or stomach. By this action, he asks you to play with his hair. At this moment, he may stop talking altogether, because instead of chatting, he will hum with pleasure. In addition, he will try with all his might and in various positions to snuggle up to you with his strong male body. And you will begin with great skill to stroke his hair and gradually increase the pressure in order to induce real ecstasy in him.

B = Body part (His favorite body part)

Obviously the hips and butt.

It is a blissful feeling when he squeezes your buttocks as he continuously enters you. And in the morning, when you start looking in the mirror, you notice that your thighs are scarlet. As you examine yourself, Itadori in the next room sees your stunned expression in the mirror and smiles proudly.

C = Cum (Everything about sperm)

He usually ends up on the aforementioned body parts. Although he experiences no less high pleasure when he watches how his hot semen flows down from your vagina. Or the mouth. And if you also swallow his seed, it will completely discourage him. It's so awkward and at the same time arousing when a girl literally lets a part of you into her. It's like you start making it a part of yourself. The part of his soul that passes through your body, moving on to the next stage of orgasm.

D = Dirty secret

To tell you the truth - there are a lot of them. Despite the fact that he almost always speaks with you frankly on intimate topics.

He often thinks about how he will kick you through the school desk and fuck you under the light of the graceful sunset that falls through the half-open blinds.

About how madly tempting it would be if you suck him off somewhere in the closet.

How to fuck you by the sea on soft sand.

There is no limit to these secret desires. Someday he will definitely tell you about all of them. And, of course, it will.

E = Experience

The highest level of experience in intercourse is masturbation. Yes, he has seen a lot of different videos on porn sites and instant messengers. And of course, he remembers them every single one. He has a lot of sexual fantasies. And they are all related to you. But they need to be implemented.

It will also ask you about your experience. For example, can you do a blow job. If you do not know about any sexual arts, he will certainly show you a video, explain how and what to do, ask if you like this objectively.

You can even say that he has much more indirect experience than you. But Yuji likes it. I like to teach you everything that he himself knows from the erotic videos he has watched.

F = Favorite position

In general, you have tried an innumerable number of poses all the time, but none can compare with the one when he presses you into bed from behind. When your penis plunges into the innermost and holds you so tightly that it begins to seem as if it has completely absorbed you.

G = Goofy (Are you serious at this moment?)

In most cases, yes. Even if this is not the first time you have been doing this, this does not mean that intercourse may not go well. But sometimes passionate excitement can outweigh all expressions of seriousness and turn it into entertainment or stress relief.

H = Hair (Is the hair ok?)

Not that he regularly tidies them up, but tries to make sure that both of you are comfortable. Maybe he prefers not to show it, but Itadori is really worried that you will be uncomfortable. Although the hair itself does not really interfere.

I = Intimacy (Romance)

Yes. And a lot.

Itadori literally melts when he sees you smile, the reason for which is his sweet and romantic actions. For him, there is no line between "boyfriend" and "spouse". And, of course, he regularly scrolls in his head how you have a large shared apartment, wedding rings, children ...

The guy is ready to even get you the moon from the sky, just to see your charming smile once again, to feel how you jump on his neck and say that you love him with all your heart. Sometimes he gets carried away - and then his hand reaches out to you to stroke your cheek, circle around your neck, say some banality, without which it is difficult for you to live. And sometimes you think that at such moments Itadori... looks a little more naive. But he does not see anything wrong with this and continues to cherish you, like the most priceless treasure on earth.

J = Jack off (masturbation)

It happens. And even after the start of your relationship.

In moments when you are far away, he records your telephone conversation, asks you to throw off your photos, turns on a home video taken once secretly from you ... then he starts "playing with his snake", quietly moaning your name. And if you start writing or talking on the phone, how much you want him now, it will just go crazy, imagining how he is fucking you on the bed right now. After all, it is such a pleasure to realize that your body receives only what you so passionately dream about and what you want.

— Mnh... yes, y/n... please continue...

K = Kink (Kinks and fetishes)

As mentioned earlier — home video. Yuji prefers to do this in secret, since he knows it will embarrass you. And besides, you will immediately guess why he does it.

He also has one fetish that you know about. Namely — voyeurism. When you change clothes, stand in the shower, or try on a swimsuit, he closely monitors your actions while standing outside the door. So he initiates you into his intimate world, where you can become his muse.

In addition, he has several types of perversions that he considers esoteric. For example, he really loves to admire your naked body and inhale its aroma, starting from the neck. This also applies to your personal things — your scent is also felt on them, and Itadori constantly examines and sniffs your things, hoping to feel your scent. It's kind of like a drug for him, and he likes to wake up in the morning and feel that your hair is still felt on his neck. And if you put on his clothes... it seems like some kind of new fetish. Now on his things your next smell. It's fucking exciting...

L = Location (Favorite places to have sex)

It makes no difference. The place does not depend on the amount of pleasure received from the process. True, you still have to find compromises. Because if it is convenient for him to hold your legs, simultaneously entering your bosom again and again, then it is quite problematic for you to be in the air, holding on to his shoulders. Thus, you get less pleasure. But do not think, he is not a rabbit, to fuck you wherever he wants, the guy will definitely ask if you want it. And yes, he does have a line between "normal" and "too public."

M = Motivation

All your movements are in clothes, which emphasizes the whole aesthetics of your body. As if hypnotized, Itadori watches your curves, how they change when you change posture or movement. When you are in your underwear, you specifically approach him and start to flirt playfully. When you wear his things, as mentioned by the way earlier. And oh shit, how turns him on when you show yourself a new swimsuit and ask to rate.

N = No (Which won't do)

Anything that will harm you. It doesn't matter whether it's big or small. If Yuji feels that he can be rude to you, then he will definitely warn you to tell when it hurts. After all, on the verge of orgasm, he may not notice that you are uncomfortable or unpleasant.

O = Oral (Likes to receive or to give)

More is to give. His head is blown away because you are moaning his name sweetly and loudly, demanding more. Your morning kiss and praise for being amazing last night will give him confidence. And then, perhaps, your next night will be even better than the previous one.

Although one should not ignore his desires with needs. The guy will be very upset if, for some reason, you do not give him pleasure with oral sex.

P = Pace

In this he is a real professional Yuji knows perfectly well how to stretch pleasure and orgasm as much as he wants. A small effort of will is enough for him, which he has at least a spoonful.

At first he will start with smooth movements, and then gradually accelerate. At the same time, it will be easy to prolong your pleasure, because you will feel the strongest sexual charge directed in your direction. And with each strong orgasm, you will experience not only physical, but also mental pleasure.

Q = Quickie

From slow and smooth thrusts to wet and hot suddenness, it makes you feel your own intoxication, as if you are high. Superhuman abilities do give good results. As it turned out, not only in sports.

R = Risk (Ready to experiment)

In other matters, he is unlikely to refuse, since he himself has long wanted this. But Itadori is a responsible person, so he will think a hundred times and make sure that you accept the offer accurately. Do not be surprised that he will act agitated during such sex. He, like you, understands that this risk is serious and can create real problems.

S = Stamina (Stamina)

You should prepare caffeine and energy drinks, as this machine will squeeze everything out of itself, despite the fact that you yourself were exhausted already in the third round. He will not be enough all the time, and if you ever start to black out from fatigue, the guy will scream that he has not finished yet. It even forces you to limit the number of your intercourse per week, as his stamina is exhausting. And you've told him about it more than once.

T = Toys

In this regard, Yuji is more cunning and impudent. He always refuses to have toys for himself, although he himself does not mind tormenting you with a vibrator or even slipping it into your panties, justifying this by the fact that he does this to keep you close, at the same time showing his concern for you, flickering his ghost in your head. But he's not lucky that you're not such a naive fool. Despite this, the guy gets hit on the head, with a very convincing request never to do this again.

U = Unfair (Does he like to tease)

Very much not even against, but not much into it. Over time, it bothers both you and him, and all actions cease to be unpredictable.

V = Volume (How loud is it)

Pretty loud. But in the volume of your moans, you take over.

They start with stifled growls, to groans because of how fucking amazing and sexy you are. And it all ends like a sugary, but trustworthy silence. Your loud moans of pleasure are a sign that you both were good.

W = Wild card (Random headcanon)

Once there was a case where Yuji could not come. He felt that he could not come even if he wanted to. His arms and legs seemed to be glued together, and he himself froze. I started to panic, think of reasons in my head. You, in turn, noticed this too, and when you asked what was the matter, Itadori turned pale and speechless. After that, he sat down on the bed, and here you started to worry. It turned out that he had masturbated too much over the past month, which has formed a habit of certain stimulation of the penis. At the news, you laughed, and he blushed. But at the same moment he exhaled with satisfaction. The guy was glad that the reason was not in you and not in his health.

X = X-ray (What's under the clothes)

16 cm. During erection ± 2.5

Y = Yearning (How high is the sex drive)

Sex serves him for several purposes: relieving stress, sexual tension, just as a way to prove his love for you... Sometimes the beginning of sexual intercourse depends on his arousal. But for your sake, he's trying his best to hold back. Resorted to masturbation instead of sex, but as you already know, even this has its own problems. Seeing him so depressed, you also do not bypass the mutual concern. Even if you don't really want to do this or you are not in the mood, you will never refuse him. Although you will never let him relax and stop controlling himself. Do not miss the opportunity to talk to him about this, because, of course, he also needs it - to get rid of an inferiority complex and so on...

Overall, ± 8/10

Z = Zzz (How quickly falls asleep)

Quite surprisingly, even in spite of his endless chatter before going to bed, as soon as he put his head on the pillow and lean on you, he falls asleep instantly. You feel him in your arms like a small hyperactive child who constantly wants to tell you something or, out of habit, make a row. And myself in his arms — protected by a large and strong wall.