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caffeinewitchcraft · 2 months ago

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AITA for telling my boyfriend’s coworkers that he’s lying about his body count?

I (35f) have been dating my boyfriend (32m) for four years. It’s honestly been the best relationship until last Friday when it all went down. I feel like I’m in the right, but now I’m wondering if I overstepped.

For context, my boyfriend has been a professional Slasher for about eight months now. He’s always really admired Cryptids, Monsters, and Nightmares so when his application was finally accepted, he was over the moon even if he was starting in a lower position than he initially applied for.

At his company, being a Slasher requires a lot of travel which we knew when he accepted the position. The end goal is for him to get a promotion to at least regional Nightmare (he wants Cryptid, but that position doesn’t have a lot of turnover) but to get that he needs to be in role for at least 12 months OR meet his goals for three months in a row. Once he promotes, we plan to relocate to his new region and “start talking about our future.”

(Side note: no this isn’t about him not popping the question yet. We are both in agreement that marriage comes after financial stability. I run a small business doing scare consults and, while it’s been growing, I wouldn’t call it stable yet. So neither of us are ready.)

I told him it’s completely normal for it to take a whole year before he’s ready to promote and he really should focus on adjusting to the company before thinking about next steps. I used to work for a competitor (I’ve been retired for five years now) and I know it can be hard to go from only taking the occasional human life to having to take over half a dozen a week. It’s not a light workload, no matter how easy it looks in the movies. One of my best friends Slashes part-time and she still only averages about five lives a week despite having done it for years. Especially these days, it can be really hard to meet quota. Humans are getting smarter, no matter what the Council wants us to think.

Anyway, boyfriend didn’t do as well as he thought he would in his first couple months. Totally understandable, of course, which I told him. I suggested he ask his boss if he could be put on a couple team assignments or even a duo until he got the hang of it. That was our first real fight. He thought I was doubting his ability to kill. He brought up how I told him it would take over a year to promote and how I said that this job wasn’t for everyone (His first assignment ended with a 0% kill rate, but that’s a different story). He said it felt like I didn’t believe in him and he said that if that was the case then maybe we shouldn’t be thinking about marriage so soon.

It got pretty messy after that. I felt like he was forgetting that I’d worked in the same field and, arguably, had a lot more experience (not to brag, but I averaged a 98% kill rate). Also, four years is NOT too soon to talk about marriage. He said I didn’t understand how he needed to focus on his career right now. I told him I thought he was taking Slasher too lightly just because it wasn’t Cryptid. He accused me of not respecting him and then things spiraled from there.

We both said a lot of things we didn’t mean and I’m embarrassed that it turned into a bit of a fang measuring contest. I ended up sleeping under the bed for a few nights until he coaxed me out to apologize.

It was a rough patch, but we talked it out. We agreed that, going forward, I wouldn’t offer advice unless he asked and he would try not to take so much of his frustration home with him. He took a weekend off and we went on a recreational haunting trip in the Montana woods.

Things did get better after that. I tried not to give him consults every time he came back from a work trip. He started bringing me souvenirs like roses and cursed puzzle boxes his work said he could have. It became easier just to hang out with each other and it felt like we were back to normal.

But then, four months ago, he came home super pissed because his boss put him on a PIP. (A performance improvement plan.) Apparently, boyfriend had not been doing better at work, he had just stopped telling me when he had a bad assignment. I saw the paperwork he got (he left it in the dungeon under the house, I didn’t go through his stuff) and he’s been missing quota by a LOT. As a junior Slasher, he was supposed to be executing at least 6 people a week, but he’d been lucky to be maiming half that.

Obviously, I had to talk to him about that. We rent our house and, even though I could have afforded the rent on my own, I didn’t want to jeopardize the investments I was making in my business (I was in the process of hiring an assistant to handle my scheduling). Plus, we agreed from day one that we would be 50/50 on rent and I would take care of the rest of the bills because I earned more. I felt that if his financial situation was in jeopardy, he needed to talk to me about it.

I tried to approach him a bit differently than last time. I asked him if there was anything I could do to help. I told him about my slasher friend and how maybe she could give him advice if he didn’t want any from me. But he said he needed to figure stuff out on his own and that if he couldn’t get himself off the PIP then he would go back to work for his dad’s janitorial company.

I let it go. I was worried but I didn’t want to fight again just after patching the holes from the last blow out. It really bugged me that he thought I didn’t believe in him so I committed to giving him the benefit of the doubt. I said okay and asked him if he needed me to meal prep for both of us that week. He offered me grocery money, but I said it was fine since I’d had to deal with a lot of humans breaking in lately and I still had some leftover in the dungeon.

Fast forward a month. Boyfriend got off the PIP super fast. He worked his way off of it over Spring Break and started taking on a lot of extra assignments. In just four weeks he went to Miami Beach twice, New York City twice, and to three separate summer camps. I missed him and it was hard not having him around but I remembered how he said he needed to focus on his career and I tried not to nag.

It was hard not to nag though. With him gone, all the housework fell on me. We rent a 19th century manor, and its upkeep really does need two people. Doing all the chores plus running my business started to really drain me. Even when he was home, he forgot to banish the ghosts (my chore is to kill all invading humans, and his chore is to banish their ghosts) and he never took out the trash. I think he cleaned blood off the dungeon walls once, but then I had to basically redo it because he missed a lot of spots.

But still, I didn’t say anything because he was doing really well at work and I didn’t want to ruin that for him. Even when Humans started breaking in every week, I didn’t complain even though it interrupted my work day.

Last month though, I did ask him if we could move somewhere that needed less maintenance. There were just way too many Humans breaking in and I didn’t have the time to deal with them anymore. Even if I don’t do all the theatrics I used to as a Cryptid, killing humans through fear still takes a lot of time. He asked me if I didn’t appreciate the free meat, and I said I would appreciate it more if I wasn’t the only butchering it.

He said he didn’t want to move because he was really close to getting promoted to regional Nightmare and he didn’t want to take time off work to move. I was so surprised that I couldn’t hide how surprised I was. He saw and got offended. He asked if I still didn’t believe in him. I said that I did, but it was a huge jump to go from an 8% kill rate to getting promoted.

He got even more mad at me for bringing up his stats and he said that he had nearly 80% kill rate since being put on the PIP. I asked how many humans a week he was slashing and he told me I was being too nosy and that was proof that I didn’t believe in him.

I asked him if we could at least hire a ghoul then to keep the humans out of my office and he said he didn’t want to waste the money that we should be saving for our new house. I asked him what he wanted me to do then? I had to take phone calls for my consulting business and it was really hard to stalk humans all around the house while trying to sound like a professional to my clients.

He asked me to be patient for one more month. He said if he met quota for one more month, his boss said he’d get promoted. So I said fine and let it go.

Fast forward to now, almost a full month later.

Last Friday, I attended the Eldritch Conference. For those not in the scare field, the Eldritch Conference is the most prestigious event in our industry. It’s invitation only and is a chance to network with all the big players in the field. Mothman, the Jersey Devil, Bloody Mary and Bigfoot all spoke this year and both my former company, Grudge Industries, and my boyfriend’s current company, Forgotten Summer Solutions, were invited.

I was surprised to get an invite as a solo contributor to the field. However, my consulting firm has really been doing well and I did land a seasonal contract with the Yeti Co-op which I guess is how they heard about me. Plus, I’ve been a speaker before so I think the organizers knew I would behave myself.

I was planning on telling my boyfriend that I was going, but he was out of town on a co-ed sleepover assignment. He usually doesn’t have his phone on during his assignments, so I didn’t bother calling him. I just figured it’d be nice if we ran into each other at the conference if he made it back in time.

Which brings me to what actually happened (apologies for the long post).

So everything went great for my part of the day. I got to network with a lot of individual businesses and even got to reconnect with Blood Mary who I knew back in my Cryptid days. I told her I was dating a Slasher from Forgotten Summer Solutions and invited her to come with me to check out their booth. I thought it would be fun to grab dinner with her after since I assumed if my boyfriend was there, he’d be going out with coworkers which he often does. Plus, I admit, I was showing off a little. I don’t often get the chance to brag about my Cryptid days.

She agreed and we went over to see if my boyfriend was there.

I introduced myself to the people manning the booth. My boyfriend wasn’t there, but a few Slashers recognized my name and greeted me. They were definitely in awe of Bloody Mary (she came in full uniform) and invited us to look at their displays. They had portfolios for each Slasher on the desk as a sort of preview of what their services looked like.

While Bloody Mary looked through the portfolios, I chatted with my boyfriend’s coworkers. They said they were thrilled to work with him and that, even though he had a really rough start, it was impressive how quickly he started meeting his goals. Something about how they talked about his work kind of didn’t make sense. They were talking like he was killing a dozen humans a week, but he’d told me that he was at 80% on his assignments which typically only offer about ten humans each.

I asked them about it and they said that he’d been Slashing during After Hours which is a new goal supplement program his company launched a few months ago. Basically, anyone can sign up for After Hours and the company counts human kills done in uniform as part of their quota. I asked them if this was available to them while they were on assignment and they said no, it had to be done when they had down time. I asked them how my boyfriend was part of that when he was traveling all the time and they looked confused. One of them said that my boyfriend is still getting one assignment per week and is then supplementing his kill rate with After Hours.

At that point, I was even more confused. It sounded like my boyfriend had been lying to me then, because he told me that he was getting at least two assignments a week. If he was only getting one, then where was he going when he said he was traveling?

Bloody Mary interrupted before I could say anything and asked how their Slashers did their kills. They said that every Slasher at their company is required to use a standard issue weapon (like a machete or axe) for their kills to count. They said their company doesn’t count accidents as part of their quota (like falling or heart attacks).

Bloody Mary pulled me aside and showed me the portfolio she was holding. She said that she was going to give me a chance to explain without them overhearing and showed me the book. She said that a bunch of kills in it looked Cryptid kills. And she said, specifically, it looked like the kills I made when I was a Cryptid. I took the book from her and flipped through it and she was right, they really did look like Cryptid kills. Worse, I recognized a few of the Humans from the past few weeks. They were actually my kills!

Kill stealing is a major taboo in our industry.

I told her I didn’t know anything about this. She looked really relieved at that and said that even though I wasn’t a Cryptid anymore, it would look really bad for me if I was caught helping a Slasher cheat at their job. It could affect my business which she’d only heard good things about.

I’m embarrassed to say that I tried to defend him. He’s new to our industry so I thought it might be a mistake. He might not be trying to cheat, this could be a misunderstanding.

She said she didn’t think so because a mistake would be one or two of my kills mixed in with his, not the entire book.

I counted up how many photos were in the book and, all told, of the 146 kills, at least 100 were mine. I couldn’t really say it was a mistake at that point and I was just staring at his portfolio like an idiot. Bloody Mary asked me what I was going to do because, mistake or not, this looked really bad and could damage my reputation if it got out.

At that moment, another man walked up to booth and asked us if there was a problem. I knew that if I said anything, I would be jeopardizing my boyfriend’s job, but if I didn’t say something, I was jeopardizing my business.

I told my boyfriend’s coworkers that he was lying about his body count. I said I didn’t think that they knew he was doing it, but over half of the kills in his portfolio weren’t his and I suggested they remove it from their display before another Cryptid came by and realized it.

The other man thanked me for bringing this to his attention and asked how we knew. Bloody Mary said that she knew another Cryptid’s kills and I had to tell them that I was that Cryptid, though I was retired now. He asked me if I knew my boyfriend was doing this, and I told him no.

I told him I really didn’t want to get my boyfriend in trouble and suggested that maybe he didn’t know those kills didn’t belong to him because they happened in our house. I was grasping at straws and Blood Mary even looked sad for me. His coworkers looked skeptical but tentatively agreed. The man – who turned out to my boyfriend’s boss – said that they would investigate this thoroughly and apologized personally for his employee’s misconduct.

I was spiraling at that point so I thanked him and said I wasn’t mad, I was just looking out for both of our reputations. He promised to keep it between us and I agreed.

Then I apologized to Bloody Mary because I didn’t feel like eating dinner anymore. She said she understood and wished me well.

I went home and did a quick perimeter search of the property. Sure enough, there were human summoning stones ALL OVER the yard. Which means my boyfriend was intentionally luring humans to our house to get me to kill them so he could take credit. It wasn’t a mistake at all.

My boyfriend came home later that night in his work clothes. As soon he got inside he started yelling. He said he was suspended without pay and that all his hard work was for nothing.

I said I knew he’d been stealing my kills and he almost ruined my reputation. He said they still counted as his kills because he did all the work of luring the humans to our house.

I told him that wasn’t how it worked and he knew it. He said it was the same as setting a trap and I was taking this too seriously. I told him that, as a Slasher, he has to use a weapon to get his kills, not me. He said I was basically the same thing since I had such a high kill rate. I asked him if he was calling me an object.

(My parents exploited me by selling me as a haunted doll through a lot of my childhood and he knows I’m sensitive to being called an object.)

He backpedaled at that point and asked if I didn’t want to buy a house together. He said he was doing it for us and I should’ve understood and not said anything. I told him that when I was a Cryptid I had my pride and would’ve never done this.

He said I needed to tell his boss that he was the one who made all those kills. I said it wasn’t me who recognized them as Cryptid kills and now his boss knew too. He accused me of thinking I’m better than him because I have telekinetic powers and can move through shadows and can possess people, while he’s basically a human himself. I told him of course not and that I worked hard for those powers unlike him.

He got really mad at that and actually charged at me with his machete raised. I don’t think he was going to actually hit me, but I reacted like he was. It was all instinct. I disarmed him and I swear I heard a crack when I grabbed his wrist. I shoved him into the wall.

He crumpled to the floor and started crying. He said sorry and sort of curled up around his wrist. He said he didn’t ever feel like he was enough for me and he didn’t even know why I was still with him. He called himself a bunch of names and said I would be better off without him.

I sort of awkwardly stood there for a minute. On one hand I wanted to assure him that he was enough and that I loved him, but, on the other, I wasn’t sure I could forgive him. He nearly ruined my reputation, and he embarrassed me in front of Bloody Mary. Plus, I still didn't know where he’d been going all those times he said he was on a business trip and apparently wasn’t.

So I ended up not saying anything. I went to our room and started packing a bag. He followed me. He was still crying as he begged me not to go. He said he would own up to his kill steals at work and he would make it right. He pleaded for me not to leave him and that he would give up slashing.

I told him I needed space to think. He tried to grab me, but I shadow walked out of the house. I heard him screaming from outside and I hurriedly drove away.

Now I’m at my friend’s house and I told her everything. She agreed I did the right thing walking away from him, but when I asked her what I should do she hesitated. She said that my boyfriend wasn’t right to kill steal but, as a fellow Slasher, she understood what he was going through. She said I wouldn’t understand the pressure to meet quota because I was always surpassing mine when I was in the field. She said that a Cryptid could never understand a Slasher.

She also said that nobody would have found out about his kills if I hadn’t brought them to his boss’ attention. She said the only time kills are on display like that is at the Eldritch Conference and by the next one, he’d have had kills of his own. She thinks that if I’d just confronted him at home, he wouldn’t be on suspension.

So now I’m worried that I overreacted when I told my boyfriend’s coworkers that he was lying about his body count.

AITA?

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lurochar · 6 months ago

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A Daily Stroll

Based on the Alastor comic

Warnings: I am really really bad at writing at headcanons it seems

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It was a daily routine for you and Alastor to go on strolls around the streets of Hell. Despite the fact you and Alastor having been together for almost the entirety of his reign as an Overlord, Sinners still have trouble seeing the sadistic Radio Demon in any part of a romantic relationship.

You were Alastor’s assistant in life, but never married. Of course, there were questions about your exact role, as there were scandalous rumours flying about. Alastor paid you well enough that you could support yourself.

You were murdered about five years after Alastor’s own death by one of his victim’s family members, believing you were his accomplice.

It was one of his few regrets, not confessing to you. He just didn’t want to drag you down with him if he did ever get caught for his crimes. He’s honestly surprised to find you in Hell, but now he has his second chance and he isn’t wasting it.

You accept and so your daily life as the wife of the Radio Demon begins.

Everyday, you and Alastor go to the same cafe with the same shaky nervous waiter. Alastor just ‘tsks’ at you when you throw a few crumbs of your meal at those hungry-looking birds watching your every move. “Darling, don’t waste food on those filthy scavengers.” It doesn’t take him long to join you if the food isn’t to his liking, though.

Next on your stroll, is a park where naturally flowers bloom, which is a rarity in Hell. In life, Alastor had given his mother flowers on the regular and you red roses in particular. Now, he can no longer touch any flower without them immediately wilting, which is quite the shame.

You had long since noticed his annoyed sneer when yet another rose withered in his fingers and you smiled, reaching into your coat. “It took me a while, but I finally learned to make this!” You said excitedly. “Please, bend down for me!”

Alastor’s eyes gain a curious look, but he does as you ask and bends down. A brow raises when he feels you tying something around one of his ears and watches as you stand back and seem to stare at him proudly. “Now what is this?” He reaches up to feel what it is.

You reach into your coat again. “Paper flowers.” You hold one out for him to see. “I know, it’s not as pretty as the real thing. But… but I thought I should try something?”

“It’s lovely, Darling.”

And so is your proceeding smile.

Cannibal Town is both charming and daunting. Your tastes are not the same as Alastor’s and it’s always a bit unpleasant to see a group of Sinners feasting upon some poor soul unfortunate to wind up as their dinner, but this is Hell and you are no judge.

“Morning, Alastor~♡!”

It was a swarm of women with hearts in their eyes and blood dripping down their faces and Alastor politely bows his head in return. “Good morning, ladies.” His ear, with the paper rose still tied around it, twitches at your laugh. He’s only being a gentleman, after all. He can’t ignore a greeting from a lady. “Give Rosie a hello from me!”

“Popular as ever, I see.” You say teasingly as Alastor veers you away, not wanting to deal with flirting women when he was out with his wife. “I guess that’s what I get for marrying a celebrity, hmm?”

He’s content you’re secure enough not to be jealous – he couldn’t even fathom the thought of ever straying from you.

“Speaking of celebrities…” You cough, noting the demons who are just staring blankly into the windows of the stores you both are passing. You grimace and Alastor sneers at the sight of Vox on the TVs. “Is he still…?”

“Madly obsessed with the both of us? Very much so.” Alastor grips his microphone cane harshly, his voice breaking the hypnotizing spell on the two Sinners standing there. “There really is nothing good on these picture box shows, hmm?” The demons instantly run. “Come, Darling. No need to waste time here. A new meat shop has opened and I would like to try it.”

You both stroll along until you reach the meat shop Alastor was talking about. There was a boar butcher, who looked nervous at the sight of the famous Radio Demon. “My good man. I do hope you have fresh venison! My wife and I are partial to it, you see!” Alastor grins and the butcher shudders.

The meat is packed quickly and you and Alastor are on your way out of the shop, passing a lamb Sinner. It only takes a moment, but screams are heard and you both stop and you can see Alastor’s smile is tense. That butcher was a fool, it seemed. You both are back in the shop to see the lamb being choked by the butcher.

“You know, I do really hate those who can’t show a little more respect to those of fairer means.” Alastor is shifting into his more demonic form and you are left to comfort the lamb. “It’s rather distasteful. LIKE BAD MEAT.” Now the butcher is the one screaming and you usher the crying lamb out of the shop.

It’s not long at all before Alastor exits with a bloody bag in hand. “It’s not as tasty as venison, but won’t boar do for tonight’s dinner, Darling?” He grinned and you laughed nervously, blinking when the lamb shyly pulled on your arm with tears in her big eyes.

“T-thank you for saving me!” She squeaked. “How can I repay you? This happens to me a lot.” She confessed. “I’ll give my soul for protection.”

You are taken back by her blunt offer, but Alastor is used to this sort of thing and it’s clear he does not see any worth in the lamb’s bid and he summons a card out of the air to hand to the lamb. “My dear, go to Cannibal Town and ask for Rosie. Perhaps she can be of some assistance to you? Do keep that card on you, otherwise you will end up as mutton.” Alastor sends the lamb off on her way.

“So kind of you, Alastor~”

It was just another daily stroll with your Radio Demon.

#alastor x reader #x reader #hazbin hotel x reader

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turbulentscrawl · 10 months ago

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HELLOOO could we get ithaqua with a modern Reader too? :33

MWehehe

-Honestly, not the brightest idea for a modern S/O to try and get with his one. Modern social culture is very deep in the anti-toxicity (to the point that we circle back into it without realizing sometimes) and Ithaqua exhibits a lot of red-flag buzzwords. He’s the kind of person reddit would constantly tell you to divorce haha.

-He would be a bit torn over you, though. On one hand, you clearly lived emersed in “society” as a whole, which is what he was generally the most at odds with in life. (In a modern setting, Ithaqua would be an off-grid homesteader. He’s probably against having wifi at his home, even.) On the other hand…you’re a bit of an outcast in the survivor manor. He’s a little crazy, but not BLIND. He can see how people are nervous about you in the beginning, shun you and your magic box.

-He’s got no fucking clue what the magic box is either, but Ithaqua does not believe in magic, religion, or the paranormal. The people who dictate those things called his mother a witch, and himself a demon, and he knows in his heart that they were just two people living life in a way others didn’t like. Superstition is what got him dumped in the snow as a babe, so even if he’s confused as hell by your technology, he’s smart and reasonable enough to know it’s due to a lack of education on his part and not you being some otherworldly, incomprehensible thing.

-He’s likely drawn to you a bit from the above treatment you suffer. Maybe the others are more than willing to use you as bait, hesitant to rescue you, or fail to even explain to you how decoding works. Ithaqua will notice these things even in the middle of a hunt. He thinks you’re pitiful—until you’re not, and that makes you interesting. Ithaqua finds the remnants of whatever your modern-ness makes up your skills. Your phone tucked into a grassy corner, playing a recording of someone shuffling through a chest, maybe, and he picks it up curiously. And then, well, he has to return it to you. Unfortunately for you, he’s one of the faster hunters and this only delays him for a few seconds.

-Ithaqua starts to, frankly, bully you in matches. He’s less vicious with the damage done, and instead of chairing you off the bat, he takes a liking to carrying you around while he hunts your teammates. It doesn’t matter that you struggle free or self-heal sometimes, he can catch you again easily enough. He talks to you while he zips around after everyone, his usual giggles and sighs replaced with questions and commentary for you. You reach a point one day where you self-heal, but don’t bother running…and Ithaqua just grins like a shark and pats you on the head.

-Eventually he notices the others warming up to you better…and it makes him bitter. “They’re all hypocrites,” he tells you in a dark corner of the basement. “I treated you like everyone else from the start, didn’t I?” That’s his argument to endear himself to you. To coil you further around his (admittedly gentle, all things considered) finger. Yes, he hit you, hunted you, but that’s his job. The POINT, he says, is that he likes you and it’s not FAKE because he’s always seen you as an equal to the others. (To the survivors, not to himself, because the manor roles say you’re clearly not.)

-The POINT is that you shouldn’t fully trust the rest of them—they’ll turn on you again if they get spooked—but him? Ithaqua doesn’t get spooked. He gets…possessive. He likes you. He’ll be here, if you need him. And even if you don’t. He’ll take care of your troubles for you, sweet pet.

#idv x reader #identity v #idv ithaqua #idv night watch #ithaqua x reader #turbulentscrawl

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cherry-pop-elf · 10 months ago

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Weasley Siblings React To Their Partner Who Age Regresses

Now I myself do not age regress, but I may be trying it out! To help cope with trauma. There is something so comforting about it, so some cute and pure fluff!

((Also, people in the agere community, hi! You are valid, real, and loved. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. It’ll be ok, sug!

Writing Commissions open

William ‘Bill’

He doesn’t really fine it odd. He’s been through multiple tips of therapies, as he is a curse breaker. Curse breakers need to make sure their minds remain sharp, and clear, so they have to keep mental health a priority. There is also the fact he was attacked by a werewolf, so he’s been through even more. And lastly, he is the eldest sibling to six. That means when you go into his little space you are in safe hands. He will make sure you are very safe, and taken care of. It comes naturally to him. He doesn’t really need to know a thing, because his body just knows. He knows what to do. Given his werewolf quirks as well you get to have a boyfriend that can sense your needs far easier. So when you need your care giver, he’s already holding you close. Also, well, big puppy stuffy.

Charlie

He’s also an older brother, and works with infant dragons all the time. So dealing with someone who goes into a little space isn’t as difficult as you would think. He is rather curious by it all, however. Not weirded out, but curious. He’s a man that’s traveled the world, somehow more so than the likes of Bill. It’s dumb to not live life with an open mind. He’s willing to learn, and wants to take care of you. You develope a rather maternal nature, when you work with new borns all the time. It’ll be nice to have a more human little to work with. Given his strength, and warmth, he makes for a wonderful cuddle bug. He makes you feel so small, with how easy he can pick you up. It helps you drift into your little space alot easier, and doesn’t feel as weird. Just into his arms you go, and you know you couldn’t be safer

Percy

He’s found it very strange. He’s always been very prissy and uptight, after all. What do you mean you just act like a child? Fred and George do that already! He’s honestly a big ass about it, until Bill pulls him aside. Trying to explain it more properly to him, before he goes and says something he will regret. It takes a while, but he’s soon reading up on it. Might as well learn about it. That’s kinda how it started, really. You would come to him, when you needed your moment, and he would read you stories. He won’t lie, it was comforting. Reminded him of when he helped teach his younger siblings how read. Maybe there is something to this age regression thing. There’s a weird comfort. How he can just take care of you, and you trust him enough to know he will. It takes a while, but he is willing to learn. For you

Fred

He runs a joke shop. If anyone is going to know how to handle a kid, it’s him. Also, older brother quirks. Doesn’t really phase him either. You act younger sometimes? Don’t we all? He’s going to be the best care giver. Especially since he did mature a bit, from running a shop. So don’t think you weaseled your way into endless candy. Can’t have his precious kiddo sick! As being a bit more mature, he also has things a bit more calculated. A designated toy box’s to keep your kid stuff secure, and private. Willing to drop everything if you need him. Even happily have you play with your toys, in his office, as he works. Very much taking on a very solid dad role. Wouldn’t be to surprising if he knew about age regression before he met you. He likes to keep up to date with the kids, so he can better care for them. Such as what products they would like. He’s calculated, but not like a robot. Like an actual dad, wanting the best for his kids after all. You included. Oh and don’t you dare forget, they are two for one. Uncle George is going to steal you, when Fred needs to work. Never fear!

George

Much like his twin, you are in safe hands. However, he has a bit more of an emotional approach. He likes to be a bit more hands on with it all. The type to make you chocolate chip pancakes in the morning, and always have a bottle of apple juice ready. He took on the food love from his mother. So you are given plenty of sweet snacks for every occasion. Always finding a way to make sure you meet your nutrient needs, even when small. That way you stay healthy, but not sacrifice the things you love. He knows how that can mess with you. Especially after losing Fred. So, to take care of someone is helping him take care of himself. The ability to just take time out of his day, and be with you, it’s healing. It really is. Your bravery in admiting to this is helping him live such a better life. Just able to hold you, and know that he can protect you. He couldn’t save Fred, but he was able to save you

Ron

Hope you don’t mind, but his ass went running to Hermione for advice. She’s the smartest person he knows. If anyone knows anything about anything, it’s her. He finds it a bit confusing, but Hermione does a beautiful job in explaining it to him. Such as how his brothers do certain things to cope, or do things different because of trauma and stress. You were the same. That helps him figure it out better. Still, it’s a bit complicated for him. He’s worried about messing up, because you are in a rather vulnerable position. Luckily, similar to how the twins are two for one, he’s a three for one. Hermione is more than happy to help you, and Harry is in the same boat as you. He had to cook his uncle, aunt, and cousin, breakfast every morning by the time he learned how to walk. If anyone’s going to understand, it’s going to be him. a pair of parents, and an uncle sometimes sibling. you would be in safe hands.

Ginny

She, more so, went running to her older siblings for advice. Especially Bill. He knows stuff like this after all. It’s confusing, until he explains it. Much like how Hermione would with Ron. After some time, she figured out how to make it work. She didn’t really know if she could pull it off, but she is a Weasley. She is too stubborn to back down from a challenge. Her care taker role would follow more of an older sibling dynamic. She’s found it pretty nice, really. She was always jealous that her brothers got to have younger siblings. She had to be the last one, and that takes a toll after a while. Especially in a family so big. It’s a nice way to live out something like that. You can’t complain about it. Especially since, similar to Charlie, she’s yanking you into the air. All that Quidditch sure pays off. A older sibling is rather comforting. Familia love is soothing to the soul. You both get that gentle moment. She gets to be a big sister, and you get one. So warm, and safe.

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choicesmc · 3 months ago

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3 and 7 for this one, for any character u want to answer for!

ohh thank you!!

3. How did your oc discover themself? Did something cause them to question, or did they always know?

fiona -> always known. however, he hasn’t always recognized/respected his identities but since ~14/15, fiona’s been aware that he’s somewhere on the mspec (multigender attraction spectrum) + gnc (<- those aren’t the words young him would’ve used tho)

sawtooth -> was somewhere in their late teens (~16/17) when the pieces started coming together gender-wise. he’d always chaffed against being called a “man” but chalked it up to just being defiant in general? it wasn’t until their late teens that they’d started wondering if, perhaps, he might not be a man… as for sexual identity, sawtooth thought he was just grey-ace up until channing (+ he’s still wrangling w/romantic identity 🤷 )

7. Is there something that could cause your oc to question their identity? What?

rin -> something already did! maddison. the first time rin got a squish, she thought it was a crush and started freaking out as it’d changed her perception of self <3 (for the record, madison has a similar freak out) + for gender identity, she gets infrequent “questioning” phases, mostly stemming from her history w/masculinity as a ‘reaction’ to being badly hurt. Young Rin (~13) saw masculinity as the ‘stronger’ qualities to take on. Since then she’s come way far and genuinely enjoys dressing + taking up masc roles!! (honestly, I’ve kinda been developing what rin’s relationship w/nonconformity looks like and thinking up some other gender qualities she likes to incorporate) basically, her worrying phases sound like: “am i really gnc? Or am i fooling myself into thinking i am?”

jiahao -> hmmm. not really? jia’s spent a lot more time unlabeled rather than labeled. And even for the labels she does use, there is always the undercurrent of knowledge that he does have contradictions. for example: jia considers herself to be a lesboy but… also does find men pretty attractive in a sexual/romantic way. is it a contradiction? on its face, yea. but he sees this as one of the many wrinkles that come w/ experiencing stuff. She isn’t ever going to fit in one box so rather than worry if something “invalidates” him from using a label, he’d just throw that in as yet another wonder of being queer. the most important metric of a label for her is: does she vibe with it? does it capture some part of his experience (even if it can’t get all of it)?

rams -> suddenly feeling aligned with a gender would be a big shock to aer. co very much does not want to be perceived through a gendered lens —its part of the reason ze doesn’t use she/he/they sets, those pronouns make cos feel like you’re projecting a certain binary/trinary onto xim and co wants nothing to do with either. frankly, rams wants nothing to do with gender as a whole so if ze ever saw zimself purposefully/feeling aligned with any gender, it’d be a bright red alarm + shutdown in aer brain. (ack— gotta lil more to say but my thumbs are DYING so…)

i tried to do one for each character!! i hope you like them <3

#tiny tidbits #fiona lightwood #asks answered #rams erndheart #rin #sawtooth #jet

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kusagrasskusa · 2 years ago

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Scorpion X Demon! Reader Imagines

I honestly don’t know what would qualify as an imagine lmao

So like… Imagine this- Quan Chi brings back Hanzo as Scorpion and convinces the revenant to work with him because he… “brought back his wife” too. But Y/N is just a demon who works for Quan Chi who pretends to be the wife and does that so Scorpion is loyal.

Then one day, after years of working together, Y/N ends up realizing she fell in love. A demon falling in love is seriously unheard of- they are the embodiment of sin after all. But Y/N ends up pitying Scorpion as a result of this. And so whenever she, Quan Chi, Scorpion, Jax, and Subzero end up attacking Johnny, Sonya, and Raiden, Y/N sort of ends up just standing back whenever Quan Chi is down. Johnny ends up being saved and the revenants are brought back to life, and once they are, Y/N simply smiles and disappears.

In life, Hanzo yearns from his “wife” who he been searching for, for years. He would speak sorrowfully about her to Raiden and others, and Y/N was a future they had never seen prior so they also believe that is his wife.

But whenever Hanzo meets with Kuai Liang, he discovered Quan Chi’s lie about who had murdered his family. “Harumi… Satoshi…” he mumbled angrly. Yet besides Quan Chi, there was his wife in revenant form. Why was she there if Scorpion wasn’t? Kuai Liang then referred to her as Y/N and explained her role in killing the Shirai Ryu.

“That’s my wife,” he argued though uncertain.

“She has been Quan Chi’s partner for centuries. She is responsible for you and your family’s death specifically.”

It was like being killed all over again. All those times she kissed him lovingly after his kills, planning their revenge against the Lin Kuei, trying to find out how to bring back “their” son Satoshi… It had all been another trick from those hellspawns. It made killing Quan Chi feel even better, but he would never feel complete until Y/N was massacred even worse.

After Shinnock is killed, Hanzo finds himself in more pain than what he was when he discovered himself died in hell. The Fire Gardens restored and his people happy, but he may never find Y/N ever again.

Of course Y/N had fallen in love with him. At first her tactics were for manipulation but eventually, each kiss she would give him becam more fulfilling and loving, and addicting. She was often called a succubus, however she never seduced him. In fact, it was almost the other way around. She became genuinely happy whenever he would save her from a monster, or seeing his face whenever she would talk about “their” son. Of course she had to obtain Harumi’s memories but it almost pained her that he wouldn’t be thinking of Y/N whenever he thought of a wife. He thought of someone who wasn’t Y/N.

She eventually got tired of leading the revenants in hell. She decided she would leave just for a moment and ended up in the Fire Gardens late at night. Of course it would seem insulting for her to leave gifts for him after all she’s done, and gifts that wouldn’t be her spewed blood or decapitated head. Rather it was roses that he collected for her one day after killing someone by a garden, and a home made cinnamon roll she made him out of no where before the tournament. She would write a letter explaining her thoughts and in the box, was the folded kimono of Harumi from the night she died. And along with that, a ripped doll that was once belonging to Satoshi when the child was alive.

Although it was insulting from his perspective, he appreciated the gifts. At least the clothes and doll. He read the letter and of course burned it, and even if Y/N was never to be forgiven, it’s not like she’d care. She’s a demon, the embodiment of hate and sin, and so she couldn’t ever care.

But she did. She felt terrible about what had happened but she will not age, which could give her millions of years to get over it in the case she doesn’t get killed by him.

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turtleverse-tmnt · 1 year ago

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[Placeholder intro to the turtles until I make refs for these guys. Also some of these things I’ve already mentioned in posts before]

-Mikey-

Has the sharpest teeth and claws out of all of them

Their mask tails mirror their emotions, and when they do they act like wings (this doesn’t actually reflect anything in canon except maybe luci foreshadowing. It’s honestly more of a way to make them stand out stylistically)

The shortest

Sort of has a "vibe sense" like 2012 mikey

Mainly uses a Kusarigama but will occasionally use a pair of nunchucks

-Donnie-

Is interested in all forms of science/engineering

Plays into the mad scientist role more around newer people

Due to his incredible sense of direction he’s usually the one leading the others places

Has a wooden bo with a metal core to make it more sturdy. like 2012 donnie, his bo has a hidden blade, however instead of a naginata his turns into a scythe

He also has a back up pocket staff (just. Yknow. One that’s much better than the ones you can buy)

-Raph-

Doesn’t have claws! I don’t even know if he has fingernails

He has a special interest on metalwork, he actually learned how to weld because of this

To elaborate on that: he actually made his own armor, and he also helps Donnie with his mechanical projects

The tallest, also the bulkiest

Can swim the best out of all of them

I actually have no idea what weapon he uses yet. He might use both tonfas and sai

-Leo-

Has psychic abilities, however he only properly unlocked them after the turtles met April

Doesnt really talk much since it’s hard for him to speak often. He was actually mute for most of his childhood

Hes actually not completely a ambonia box turtle, a small part of him is actually a different kind of Asian box turtle (one of the more green ones, which is why hes a bit more green than ambonia box turtles usually are)

Is usually the one who makes the plans

Was originally going to be the leader however splinter decided that he probably couldn’t due to his inability to speak

Has a pair of twin katana, he keeps them attached to his hip instead of his back

#tmnt #tmnt iteration #mikey tmnt #donnie tmnt #leo tmnt #raph tmnt #turtleart #turtle.txt #<- tagged both since I talk a lot here

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punkscowardschampions · 27 days ago

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Ruster pt.2

Buster: [do call and see, I really hope she’s at the shops like Johnny asked for peak inappropriate phone call timing]

Rio: [just in big tesco, nbd, you assumedly are and you should really remember that conversation and not pick up but is that who you are, no, to a fault, so we are answering but not saying anything, which is something I guess lol]

Buster: [Winnie says how many rings though sis, did she make him sweat even a lil before she picked up or were we blatant lol lol, also tell me why you can hear his smugness down this phone because she did answer even though he’s likewise not saying anything for a sec, I love y’all and your initial silences/ just breathing, the way his breathing is too steady so you know it’s a deliberate effort to be and not at all actually casual]

Rio: [Win says give me details gdi and he is right for that honestly, my apologies, idk how long phones ring if you just let them and the person doesn’t hang up, like can a mobile just ring indefinitely now? Who can say but we know you aren’t leaving it THAT long, it’s giving three rings or something like peeps do when they’re like lemme know you got in safe vibes; me like thank god you have shopping to be doing so you aren’t just staring at this phone with the !! you want to and would be if you were home because you need to at least sound indignant about and/or unaffected by his air of smugness that is palpable]

Buster: [eventually asking, after that BEAT of neither of them speaking has STRETCHED, ‘where are you?’ because he can clearly hear the supermarket background noise and hence is even more smug she answered if it’s possible for him to be any more rn haha]

Rio: [you love/hate a silence that says so much honeys, hence we out here holding out longer than necessary before we say ‘Johnny asked me to get [the thing(s) he did]’ to tell you where we are, likewise doing the most to sound so casual here like this is just a random call whilst you’re perusing the aisles and you aren’t admitting to a lot with answering]

Buster: [a sound that’s meant to be like mhmm/oh okay yeah that tracks but is forever less casual than that because he’s making it for her and giving daddy vibes always ‘you are on your best behaviour this morning’ like ofc that’s what you’re doing rn despite us having a serious convo prior to this phonecall but he didn’t have to phase it like that, except yes he did]

Rio: [doing a little omg choke back because ‘yeah he said that too’ and you didn’t need the reminder then and you don’t need it now, although you can see the funny side still you’re mostly 😳 of course ‘did you make sure you were alone first?’ because you took a while to respond]

Buster: [‘taking his daddy role seriously’ phrased like that because do you mean Johnny or do you mean you, heathen, shameless excuse to put the d word out into the world, we see you, but as if this is a casual convo letting her hear your (obvs quieter than a supermarket tannoy) background noise more clearly cos I imagine you’re likewise out and about whether you’ve been to boxing or football or whatever because he’s always busy with stuff and why not have the parallel of him being out and about and we haven’t specified whether this is a weekday or a weekend that St Paddy’s fell on so I can do what I want]

Rio: [‘baby will be a breeze compared to me’ said like it’s bants and what am I like but you are a little embarrassed how vulnerable you were with him, accidentally with the crying and then again this AM ‘but he must not hate me ‘cos he’s getting me a job’ because clinging to this job as something to distract you is all you have at the minute and you’re attempting to show Buster you are in fact trying even though you truly don’t want to because you still want him and you can’t tell yourself otherwise soz not soz]

Buster: [the way he was gonna say SHE’S a baby because he was literally still drunk (because such was the STATE he got in) until he did whatever exercise he’s just finished and sweated/vommed it out in a very undignified manner so being sober is a new concept but he is enough that he can stop himself but it was obvious he was gonna say something and it doesn’t take a genius so you might as well have just said it tbh sir, hear him running a hand through his curls instead as he shakes his head like no I must not, finally, asking ‘what job?’ because of the awkwardness and because he’s always failing the pretending not to care challenge]

Rio: [the expectant pause you do when you think you heard someone try to say something but didn’t hear what was said like oop sorry, go ahead but of course he is not going to go ahead and you can work out why if not exactly what he was going to say, eventually doing a little sigh like okay then and forging ahead like that moment didn’t just occur ‘don’t know yet, I just want to work’ because you aren’t opposed to anything truly, even if this wasn’t mainly an attempt to stay busy, you are a hard worker ‘maybe he’ll take me on his jobs’ with a lil lol because you know he absolutely will not and it is an amusing mental image]

Buster: [when it’s such an adorable mental image that when he joins the lol it’s so affectionate and so with her and not meanly at her that you’d forget he’s been an absolute dick this entire previous convo and know that it’s the audio equivalent of doing heart eyes so big at her rn, no notes]

Rio: [me and this girl here like why can’t it be like this always, as if we don’t know the answer because we don’t accept it thank you, doing the thing of not wanting to say anything because you don’t want this moment to pass]

Buster: [literally, the way it’s so effortlessly good when they let it be is what really fucks his head up because simply can’t let it be all the time and the injustice of that because they have the audacity to be related, catch him here eventually doing a sigh (after another pause for some more breathing post their shared lol) because of all the above and because he should hang up but as per he doesn’t want to]

Rio: [mhmm, oh lads, we really did you like that I’m so sorry, catch this girl always giving you an out because don’t have it in us to be cruel even when we could be ‘I know I shouldn’t have answered’ like I’m SORRY but there was likewise no way she was not going to]

Buster: [‘you wanted to’ not in an accusatory tone of yes hun it is all your fault bye but because she said he wanted to before he rang so it’s instead a way to acknowledge this is mutual without being like yep I/we wanted you to outright, the softness in his tone actually and the way it’s quieter will be the death of me, all traces of his earlier smugness totally gone]

Rio: [‘yeah’ using the exact same soft and quiet tone because we did, we do and we would again ‘you’re big on the truth’ because love to repeat someone’s words back to them always, and in this instance it isn’t in a sassy manner, just letting you know we were being honest]

Buster: [‘yeah’ to repeat her word back to her but also because he genuinely is and we hate so much that we have to lie to everyone rn, trying to lie to himself included, he wanted to tell his mum so hardcore and so many times nearly did, being even softer and quieter as a result]

Rio: [‘I know’ because you do know that about him and you know he’s only lying to try and make this possible in a way you should also be helping with but you find it so difficult ‘I’ll miss it’ in an almost wobbly small voice because you hate that you can’t even give each other honesty]

Buster: [‘I know’ in ref to how hard she finds it to be an arsehole unlike him, had to say it like that though so he could get another echo of her words in ‘I’ll miss you’ we all know there would’ve been a lil pause where he could have stopped himself from saying that but he did not because he wanted to give her that honesty, that tiny bit at least]

Rio: [trying not to immediately start crying again, because you don’t need to make this harder than it already is also you are in a supermarket but that’s far less relevant to you tbh but you can tell she is GATHERING herself by the way she’s doing dramatic swallows and nodding like okay, it’s okay, we’re okay ‘I’ll miss you too’ as a rush of words, as if you are being hurried but really you know if you try to think about it any more you’ll either be able to say nothing or say too much so you just gotta]

Buster: [‘don’t’ still softly but with a firmness that comes with daddy energy to genuinely try and stop her from crying because obvs you know she almost is, a daddy who cares if you will, speaking of, there’s nothing I’d like more than for her to cause a scene in big tesco and her new dad have to come and pick her up but alas he’s busy so we must find some chill, when you likewise wanna say a million things back but cannot so you just say her name with as much feeling as you’ll let yourself, pretending as if we’re remotely saying it like stop/enough of that/any kind of warning at all]

Rio: [very much doing sounds that are giving I’m sorry, I won’t as we continue to get it together because the kind of energy you appreciate, as well as appreciating the effort he’s going to to keep it together for himself as well as you ‘I’ll be better’ like I am so sorry for failing at being good right now, so sincerely too and the ‘really’ when he says her name like no I PROMISE]

Buster: [doing comforting sounds of his own which are lowkey unnecessary because she can and already is getting herself together but they feel very necessary to him in this moment, anything to focus on her so he doesn’t fall apart himself rn ‘you’re the best’ shamelessly blurted out as sincerely before he could stop himself even if he was going to which atm he clearly isn’t but we can’t care about saying too much cos we care more about saying what she needs to hear and giving her something to keep hold of because we all know that no matter what she is the best to ever do it and nobody does like her as far as he’s concerned so there’s no taking that back whatever else he may try to gaslight her or himself into thinking he never said/thought/felt]

Rio: [is clearly shaking her head ‘I make everything harder for you’ and scoffing so hard at yourself when you realise the double entendre because you did not mean it in this serious moment and are mad it just happened ‘it’s not your job’ softer, after this scathing energy directed towards her own self, because we know from what has been said that he feels like it is and you’ve said he has to, in saucier moments, look after you but you need to tell him he doesn’t because that’s the best you can do as far as letting him go for now]

Buster: [unable to resist doing his own noise like true because despite the seriousness of the situation there’s no lie detected in that double entendre ever ‘I’ve had more than enough shit handed to me’ with some scathing energy directed his own way because baze have made everything too easy and he doesn’t blame them but he also doesn’t want that for himself and his future cos he simply isn’t Nancy ‘and I haven’t got another lined up yet’ because no part-time jobs for him but also a way to tell her that he’s always going to, despite everything]

Rio: [‘you didn’t ask for it’ because literally, you were just born into the family you were born into, none of us ask for those cards and how they’re dealt, we believe that and aren’t about to drag you for your privilege here and now ‘you’ve got America in [however many days ‘til that first excursion]’ to be like you can keep busy too but also like I remembered that detail because I care so much about you don’t forget]

Buster: [‘neither did you’ because likewise not just the incest though ofc that but everything else ‘we’re dealt our cards blind, the only thing up to us is how we play the hand’ because literally what he believes too, hence I must, a noise that’s giving omg you remember, that kind of not at all casual intake of breath and we all know he’s thinking about when they talked about her going with him and he wants to say it but doesn’t, it’s HANGING there in the air regardless girls, eventually after such a dramatic pause as a result ‘I’ll have a phone’ because they have done so many phonecalls, not you saying you’re around still if she needs you]

Rio: [doing noises of agreement because you do fundamentally agree with this because you two are compatible and on the same page, soz to say except I am not, these noises turning into your own noise that I could capitalise but you’re trying to not do all that even though it was involuntary so you can’t help the !! fully ‘can I have your new account?’ shamelessly even though you said you did not want to see because we know you in fact do because you need to know what he’s doing and how he is]

Buster: [the way he stops breathing when he hears her noise cos he feels it in his bones and he’s so !! ‘Give me yours, I’ll give you mine’ as shamelessly because not over the fact she has one and we don’t know how long it has existed for or what might be on there, the possibilities are absolutely thrilling and he couldn’t be more turned on by them]

Rio: [‘I will’ as excitedly because however much you should do the ‘right’ thing and are attempting to, you will always be thrilled at having connection to him, you can’t help it; we also all know this account is you testing the waters of what you eventually want to do so it will be exactly the sort of content this boy will want to see]

Buster: [doing such a big lip bite about this that it’s almost audible because the prospect of being dropped new bae content of any sort when he’s absolutely rinsed every second of her other insta/all her socials has him ready to make a NOISE that he’s barely able to stop himself from, hence ‘hang up and send it to me’ because he needs access to this rn IMMEDIATELY before he can talk himself out of it]

Rio: [doing it with your own hot lol because can’t give any time for this to become a no or a regret either, not to mention you avoid the goodbye neither of you ever wants to say this way so hang that call up and send him your sneaky 2nd account, on however many platforms you have one because it’s probably a few]

Buster: [add her and immediately post insta story content of you sweaty and flustered from your exercise (and her) and looking so indecent as a result so she knows it’s you]

Rio: [react in a private way whether through sending emojis or a DM, just shamelessly thirsting and heart eyes however we go about it because we can]

Buster: [catch him as shamelessly reacting to everything she’s posted, the same kinda way, however long it takes or how far he has to scroll back, we can’t and won’t stop, no fucks given to where he is, who might be around or anything else at first, but hopefully he’ll find some privacy somewhere because we all know he’s gonna and gotta be touching himself as this escalates and be blatantly letting her know it too with what he’s then saying in his comments/with his emojis]

Rio: [messaging him via DMs here for the foreseeable because feels like a loophole to say what you want at this moment in time]

Rio: Now I have to somehow checkout and get home without dying

Buster: [likewise unless we otherwise specify because we can kinda pretend we’re different people/this is acceptable doing it here like this]

Buster: Or die at checkout because you can’t wait to get home

Rio: 🥺

Rio: Even at a self-checkout, that’s pushing it

Buster: You love pushing it, that’s what this account is

Rio: True

Rio: you aren’t going to judge me for it though, are you

Buster: Are you going to go as far as you can with me?

Rio: I really want to

Buster: Tell me

Rio: I want to take it as far as possible with you

Buster: [the number of miles from Dublin to London to Harvard not at all casually, love that you know that even in this state of !!]

Rio: [adding the miles to New York like I’m going to be there with you too]

Rio: That far

Buster: A little further, you need to add [a number of miles he hasn’t specified the meaning of and she wouldn’t necessarily be able to as easily guess teehee cos I can]

Rio: Where are you taking me?

Buster: To [insert somewhere where she’s said she wanted to go when she was a child and he’s not clearly remembered but keeps good enough tabs to know she hasn’t been yet, whether that’s her namesake place or wherever else we want, the point is he knows and wants to take her] and back

Rio: [ain’t no way Caleb is taking you in this lifetime so it’s definitely Rio]

Rio: You could leave me there and I’d only be mad at you for the one reason 😍

Buster: You know I couldn’t leave you

Rio: Promise

Rio: don’t ever leave me long, I need you to feel like me

Buster: I promise

Buster: tether me, I want you to

Rio: I’ll tie you to me, happily, always

Rio: I’m tiny, I won’t ever drag you down

Rio: and you won’t ever get tired, holding me close

Buster: Like a baby

Buster: I remember

Rio: You remember everything important

Rio: don’t you

Buster: No amount of [whatever drugs and drink combo he was on to get blackout, using Dublin slang as per how he does when he talks to her] could make me forget

Rio: but you’ll have some fun trying

Buster: But we have more fun together, don’t we?

Rio: And we could have so much more fun still, me and you

Buster: Are you buying yourself [something that’s giving an even more realistic replica of him because we all remember when, get yourself down the fruit and veg aisle lol]??

Rio: I would be if you told me to

Rio: *dared, sorry

Buster: I dare you to press them against you until you find one that’s [giving PRECISE details about his dick here to give her as vivid a mental image as possible and so she can get this right, whether that’s about thickness or a slight curve or both, we know the vibes] and makes you need to bite the inside of your mouth

Rio: Jesus fucking Christ, okay

Rio: how is LITERALLY every inch of you perfect, please?

Buster: Next time you’re in church, ask the question

Rio: You want me to think of you wherever I am

Buster: You will be whether I tell you to or not, you’re always thinking about me

Rio: How can I not

Rio: even if I’m trying not to, I’m concentrating all my energy on that

Buster: Like now, I can feel how hard you’re concentrating on avoiding detection, but you still have a dare to complete

Rio: [take a picture of your 😳 flustered face and have the background of where you are to show him you’re going through with it]

Buster: Good girl

Rio: If one has the [one of those PRECISE details] then it doesn’t have [another]

Rio: this is so hard

Buster: What are you going to do?

Rio: Keep looking

Rio: you’re perfect, nothing less is acceptable

Buster: Try until you succeed, exactly

Buster: which is why you’re perfect for me

Rio: You want me too

Buster: Truth, you can still dare me though, as you already knew it

Rio: You’re already touching yourself, which is all I really want you to do if I can’t

Rio: I’ll dare you not to block or unfollow this account though, no matter what

Buster: Keep looking and you’ll be able to touch me, however you want

Rio: Oh I’m looking, I feel like I’m about to be arrested for how I’m looking

Buster: I’ll bail you out, don’t worry

Buster: defend your honour, no matter what

Rio: Did I prepare you for your career?

Buster: You’re an angel, even now

Rio: Not right now

Buster: Especially right now

Buster: it would be criminal of me to deny you anything when you’re just doing what you’re told and behaving so well

Rio: You know what I want from you, it’s all I’d ask of you

Buster: And you know I’d only offer you what you deserve

Rio: You’re so good to me

Buster: We’re on the same level

Rio: We’ve never been like the others

Rio: you know I was bullshitting when I said you’d do this with anyone else, or that I would

Buster: I’ve always known we were more alike than different, deep down, where and when it’s most important

Rio: More twins than you and her, you said that

Buster: Yeah, you understand me better than anyone else

Rio: That’s why I worry about you

Rio: not because I think I’m incredible, but you need me

Buster: I think you’re incredible and I’m rarely wrong

Rio: [not you blushing more in the middle of this supermarket than when you were full-on shopping for replacement dick but of course you are]

Buster: Tell me you agree with my correct opinion

Rio: Only because you’re so sexy when you’re all demanding

Buster: Say it, I’m waiting to hear you

Rio: [you should be really damn embarrassed now but we know you’re also the most turned on so will do this regardless, enjoy that !! voice note]

Buster: I bet the entire aisle agrees with us after listening to you

Rio: The entire aisle is going to know way too much if I don’t get to somewhere with some privacy immediately

Buster: I should demand you stay there, knowing you like that so much

Rio: Do you think I can touch you how I want to here?

Rio: [a pic of the thing you have eventually chosen up to your lips like you’re winnie pondering but you’re just showing that they are bitten, ofc]

Buster: I have faith in you

Rio: Hm, you know I would if it was really you, anywhere

Rio: I suppose it’s only right

Buster: You need to start somewhere

Rio: [now this becomes a game of you being progressively but stealthily inappropriate with this as you walk around the shop, which you can prove to him to a point because hand and mouth stuff is only suggestive but he’s just going to have to trust you or y’all are going to cross that line once more for the rest]

Buster: You really love pushing it

Rio: So do you

Buster: I told you, we’re perfect for each other

Rio: I know

Rio: you push me

Buster: I want to, against every single shelf

Rio: You’re going to

Rio: it’s laughable how easy it will be to be alone

Buster: The world won’t end if I touch you, it’s ours

Rio: There’s so little difference in you telling me to fuck myself for you and you doing it yourself, to everyone else

Rio: it only matters to us

Buster: I’ll show you how much difference there is, babe

Rio: This doesn’t end here, at hypotheticals

Rio: show me

Buster: It’s too real

Rio: We belong together, I won’t deny it

Buster: Letting anyone or anything else call the shots is bullshit

Rio: I only want you telling me what to do

Buster: You make me proud and happy and feel a lot of things only you can

Rio: I can’t picture my life with anyone else, not how I can with you

Buster: Don’t, you’re mine, no-one else can have you

Rio: I’ve never belonged to anyone else

Buster: You never will

Rio: I’ve never been without you, you were waiting for me

Buster: I saw you first

Rio: You put your lips on mine first

Buster: It’s my turn again

Rio: I don’t need any other friends if you’ll play with me again

Buster: I promise not to spin any more bottles, you’re who I want to kiss

Rio: I’ve never been able to kiss anyone and not think about the time it was you

Rio: and I wouldn’t want it any different, I love how stuck my brain and body is to that moment

Buster: I close my eyes and they’re all you

Rio: Open them and it will be me, it has to be me

Buster: If I say your name any louder I’ll be the one getting arrested

Rio: No, it’s only natural you want me, I am so needy and obsessed with you

Buster: It’s meant to be intense, remember

Rio: You’re so bright and hot, literally but in all my memories, compared to everyone else

Buster: Vivid, that’s what you are too, in every room, actual and metaphorical

Rio: God, we’d be perfect together

Rio: actually the perfect couple

Buster: I’m not interested in having a girlfriend unless she’s you, the first

Rio: When are you going to ask me?

Buster: When I can ask you in person

Rio: I don’t even need to tell you that any of my boyfriends have meant as little as your hookups, you know

Rio: but I’ll tell you anything you want to know

Buster: All I ask is you don’t ever lie to me

Rio: I won’t, not even to do the right thing anymore

Buster: Promise

Rio: I promise I won’t lie to you, Buster

Buster: Your lip is almost bleeding, you know what to do

Rio: Am I ready?

Buster: You tell me, are you?

Rio: [simply show him the evidence that yes, you are]

Buster: You need everyone to see what I do to you, what I always have

Buster: you were born ready for me

Rio: I’ll go insane if no one else ever acknowledges it, it’s so obvious, it’s just a fact to me

Rio: I was literally made for you

Buster: Your eyes get so fucking big when they look at me, ever since you first opened them

Rio: You’re a lot to take in

Rio: can say that with near certainty but I mean, look at you

Buster: Yeah, look at me

Buster: [and sending her the most indecent images rn because why not when you’ve already described yourself in all the possible detail]

Rio: OH

Rio: [when there’s no need to exaggerate how huge your eyes are rn]

Buster: Don’t blink

Rio: I haven’t taken my eyes off you since I first saw you, now is no exception

Buster: I’m not letting you out of my sight when I see you again

Rio: I’m not letting you out of me

Rio: you’ll just have to live with me constantly attached to you I’m afraid

Buster: No further than [however many inches] apart

Rio: You deserve me at your disposal

Buster: And you deserve to be mine in plain sight, claimed in front of everyone

Rio: Why shouldn’t you get me, you’re the golden boy, it’s not just me that’s so proud of you

Buster: You’re a goddess and everyone but me is only human

Rio: They’d be happy for us, if they stopped and thought about it

Rio: how could they not, if you take me like that

Buster: If it wasn’t a family trait to prioritise your own happiness above all else neither of us would be here

Rio: Why break from tradition, what for

Buster: I don’t regret this

Rio: I never will

Buster: Neither will I, despite any bullshit protests I end up making to the contrary, you know that

Rio: This is the truth, whatever happens

Buster: Hold me to it

Rio: I’ll try my best

Buster: My eyes can’t lie either, try looking there

Rio: Your eyes are holy

Rio: there’s nowhere to hide when they meet mine

Buster: [show her that you’ve made her giant eyes your phone pic so that you can keep staring at it]

Rio: You really like me

Buster: You remember what I said

Rio: If I think about it now

Rio: I can’t

Buster: Find somewhere to hide and think about it

Rio: Can I have a picture too?

Buster: You can have anything you want

Rio: I need to be able to look at you too, whenever I need to remember

Buster: [send her one obvs]

Rio: [show him you’ve set it as your pic too because couldn’t be more in love]

Buster: When are you going to say it back?

Rio: I have, haven’t I?

Buster: Say it again, even if you have

Rio: [after you have clearly taken the time to get somewhere private like he suggested, sending him the audio of you saying he’s the love of your life because you have not said it exactly like that I don’t believe and you couldn’t sound more !! rn for all the reasons]

Buster: [send her your extra ass audio response because you will be absolutely sent by that and you need her to know it killed you despite the stop and start touching yourself you’ve been doing because she couldn’t and so you were clearly trying not to die many a time in solidarity and succeeded until this]

Rio: I barely made it into this cubicle

Rio: Damn

Buster: I’ll need a minute before I can leave this one

Rio: Understatement

Rio: but I’m glad I’ve got you alone

Buster: I’m glad you’re here too

Rio: I’ve hijacked your day

Buster: I’m the opposite of angry about that

Buster: not to mention, you often do, the difference was you didn’t know how much time or attention I devoted to you before

Rio: I’ll remind you how un-angry you are when you let me look after you

Buster: And I’ll remind you, regardless of what you’re planning, you can’t move more than [the length or his tongue] or [the length of his longest finger]

Rio: 🥴 no moving

Rio: Unless security comes but I’ll take you with me

Buster: If they show up I’ll protect you

Rio: It is only right you take all the blame for the state I’m in

Buster: Full responsibility is the least I can do considering what I expect you to take

Rio: You’re the opposite of scared of responsibility

Rio: that’s how I feel about your expectations too

Buster: I know, it’s why you don’t let me down

Rio: If I don’t get [whatever you were getting for Ali/baby Maggie] home sooner rather than later I’ll be in everyone else’s bad books so I appreciate that

Buster: I appreciate you staying with me

Rio: I don’t want to be anywhere else

Buster: Commit this to memory, I want you to commit to me in every possible way there is

Rio: There are no substances to hide behind or muddy any of it

Rio: This will be vivid too

Buster: The high’s all you

Rio: How are you real?

Rio: how has this happened?

Buster: Because I’m sick of forcing it not to

Rio: It’s exhausting

Buster: Yeah

Buster: I’d rather put my energy to better use

Rio: You need to, to get where you want to be, if nothing else

Buster: I need to when where I want to be is with you

Rio: You can’t leave it ‘til August now

Buster: Tell me when I should come back

Rio: Assuming right now is out of the question?

Buster: You’re already late home, so for you it is, arguably

Rio: The sensible and serious answer is whenever your parents next plan to come over then

Buster: What happened to your happy medium?

Rio: When do you think you can come over?

Buster: [something sporty that you can pretend you really need to be in Dublin for as a spectator which will blow your mum’s mind because you were just basically telling her you hate Dublin, but needs must, I shan’t commit us to an exact date but it’s clearly closer than the next big fam function]

Rio: You are so smart

Buster: Dad would typically come too but [insert some baze work nonsense which just means you know he’s busy then]

Rio: So

Rio: you can come alone then, no obstacles at all?

Buster: If my parents object I’ll launch a superior counter-argument

Rio: Nerd 😍

Buster: You’re welcome, babe

Rio: You’re serious

Rio: this can happen

Buster: Trust that I’m capable of making everything happen, nothing’s impossible

Rio: I already knew that about you, no proving it necessary but I’m not going to be upset when you do

Buster: [send her the confirmation that you’ve already booked this flight despite not asking baze cos that’s how confident you always are]

Rio: Are you excited?

Buster: [call her so she can once again hear you breathing because yes you are and that’s therefore the only acceptable response to that question]

Rio: [just listening to him for ages, having moved your face away from the phone clearly so your own !! reaction isn’t interrupting, finally hitting him with the most intense ‘me too’ like you just said ILY you said it with so much feeling behind it]

Buster: [catch him doing the exact same thing when that me too hits with all it’s intensity so he isn’t even more extra fully down the phone because she’ll know damn well the impact it has anyway and it’ll take him a sec to ask ‘Where are you meeting me?’ cos we wanna hear if she’s !! enough to say immediately at the airport or if she’s gonna have more chill about this, cos he clearly has his own plan to take Fearghal to see this sporting event, which is presumably a boxing match as those are expensive and something he’d be the most into, to be his alibi but also as he is genuinely soz he missed st paddys and disappointed him, haven’t yet verbalised any of this plan to this gal though lol]

Rio: [‘when does your flight get in again?’ said in a casual jokey kind of way, with a little laugh like you’re not being serious about how you want to see him immediately at the airport but we all know you absolutely are but you just don’t want to risk anything because it still feels precarious ‘I can meet you wherever, I’ll make it work’ because we too are confident we can make this happen]

Buster: [tell her seriously because you’ve memorised these flight times already and you’re not about to pretend you don’t wanna see her ASAP when it’s this obvious cos you’ve literally engineered this trip so you don’t have to wait for the next fam function, he simply cannot do casual I fear, hence also tell her all your plans re taking Fearghal and the times for the boxing match starting and ending and the venue etc so she also knows exactly what you’re doing and can genuinely decide where and when she’ll be able to meet him because y’all both want it to feel like a real plan and not just a fantasy, despite his tone giving this is a convo you’d have with friends or fam discussing what you’ve been up to nbd because can’t be too !! when she isn’t]

Rio: [making aww sort of noises about his plans, but in a genuine fashion not a patronising one because you see the vision here and think it’s a sweet idea to make it up to Fearghal and thus you are not planning to get in the way of this and invite yourself along or anything like that ‘will your parents let you stay at yours alone?’ as a next move because you can meet him there/stay there, is your thought here]

Buster: [making your own dismissive kinda noises back like no no I’m not being sweet at all ever I’m just using him as a means to get what I want because he is used to his being a dick persona and that just comes naturally in this era I’m afraid, even though we already know this gal sees through it and always has ‘I don’t see why not’ because you genuinely don’t, as far as y’all are concerned you’re grown af lol and in fairness you’re not little kids, again with the unspoken confidence that if baze are for any reason unconvinced he’ll convince them because he’s 1000% that bitch]

Rio: [affectionately and unthinkingly hushing you here like boy I know who you are you don’t need to play but we don’t need to labour the point as far as actually saying this in words because not really where we’re focused, ngl ‘there we are then’ casual and breezy words like oh that’s sorted then but the pause that is filled with everything we’re not saying and the way we feel about being alone with you is palpable and unignorable, clearing our throat like that’s going to continue to stop the words or make them come, either way, the !! is real]

Buster: [likewise not where his focus is rn so he’s not gonna stage a hardcore protest to the fact he’s actually a dickhead, we all know he isn’t and the entire point is always that he isn’t trying v hard because he’d love someone to see through it but she’s the only one who is ‘there we’ll be, yeah’ letting it really hang there that y’all will not only be alone but completely so, in his house for as long as you literally decide to be, because UNHEARD of, you’re used to getting a snatched moment of tension at most so far in your lives, couldn’t be more thrilled about the possibility or the reaction it’s obvious she’s having to it, so you can hear the smug grin again in his tone even as he’s matching her casual tone]

Rio: [doing a laugh that is the audible equivalent of blushing down the phone at him because you are hardcore, as if the prospect of what him coming over alone means has only just hit you because honestly, it has and all at once too ‘I’m not scared’ as if he just accused you of being scared, very playfully combative like how dare you, crossing your arms which he’ll hear even if the pout is only heavily implied in your sassy tone]

Buster: [doing his own laugh at her pout he can basically hear too because it’s so apparent and we love to see it because ofc he doesn’t want her to freak out about this even though it’s a massive deal and they both know that on a million different levels, not just because of being related but because she’s told him she hasn’t done this with anyone else unlike him being a big slag ‘So what are you?’ giving big tell me energy because he always wants to be knowing how she feels]

Rio: [when you’re just beaming down the phone like he can see you because love when he’s laughing, love when he’s happy, don’t mind us, shaking your head like focus, try actually saying something and not just being heart eyes lol, doing a hmm like you’re considering what you are just to keep him waiting for a second before you reply ‘excited, like you, remember’ because y’all are in this together]

Buster: [when you know that because you know her and you’re shamelessly doing your own heart eyes as if she can see them in response, don’t mind them just falling deeper in love here and now ‘I remember everything’ because he does and we don’t need to pretend otherwise anymore when we can reaffirm that as being the truth instead ‘like you’ didn’t need to add that but yes he did because they are in this together and she hasn’t forgotten anything either]

Rio: [mhmm, oh lads, we do put you through it but right now you are having a lovely time and as you should, we’ll be here smiling even harder somehow because of course you knew he remembered but he’s admitted it and that’s HUGE ‘I’m not going to forget’ said like that’s an impossibility because it is, even if we wanted to which right now we absolutely do not]

Buster: [enjoy it while it lasts guys because with y’all in this era there’s no telling how long it will, once again so aware exactly how happy this girl is because of what he admitted and living for it ‘it’s impossible’ being vocalised by him because it is and they couldn’t be more on the same page or connected than they are rn so shamelessly the easiest way to show that and I’m not above taking it lol]

Rio: [making dramatic noises of agreement because yes, exactly boo ‘good’ because never want to forget really and truly and we’re not about to wish that you could and let you off like that, no thank you ‘you’re mine’ quieter than how you are naturally speaking the rest of this convo but still, so assured and so confident]

Buster: [doing another lol like oh okay that’s me told as if it’s a diva demand that he can’t ever forget either and that she’s never letting him off anything but we all know that’s exactly how he wants things to be too, hence he’s not laughing when she says that next bit, doing his own DRAMATIC noise of agreement because yes he is hers and couldn’t be more into the confident way she said so]

Rio: [‘yeah’ with your own smug vibe like you’ve been told tehe but you are way too about his agreeing with you for your next ‘yeah’ not to be closer to a moan than an actual word, clearing your throat again because damn, trying to hold on to some composure here ‘will you say it when we’re together?’ a pause between when and the last part of your sentence as you clearly take time to think how to word the fact you are going to be alone, together and together in a way you have never nor never thought you would be]

Buster: [his own ‘yeah’ which does manage to be an actual word but is said so indecently and with so much !! because likewise thinking about them being alone together and all the things he could therefore say and do, having to do so more BREATHING down the phone about this, bringing us full circle because the excitement is at an all time high]

Rio: [matching his breathing because you really do have to take a minute here and you don’t want to hang up to do so because you never want to stop talking to him ‘[the date/time of his flight landing] can’t come soon enough’ because sure wish you were here already, need I remind you that she’s still in the tescos toilets and that is just not the vibe for how romantic you are feeling lmao]

Buster: [god knows where this boy still is too, it’s giving as unglamorous and unsuitable because it’s probably changing rooms at football or something if not also a toilet, god bless the juxtaposition lads it’s very amusing, tell her the time of an earlier flight you’re suggesting you could get even though you know damn well that isn’t what she means and also that if you meet her before you won’t wanna leave to go to this sporting event at all but he simply can’t help but be more extra ‘I could come on the [whatever earlier time]’ as if it’s casual when it is nothing of the sort]

Rio: [‘you don’t have to do that’ said in the way that makes it clear you’d not at all be mad if he did because of course you wouldn’t be but you’re not going to ask him to do it either ‘how long are you staying?’ because now just thinking how long you will have together, how much time this sporting event is going to take up etc]

Buster: [‘don’t you dare me?’ because he absolutely will despite the money it would waste to change a flight he’s already booked without asking, always gotta make her ask for things he’s already gonna do haha, a noise like hmm which she did earlier as if how long he stays depends on her and not on actual other real factors, we’re also likewise enjoying thinking about time they could have]

Rio: [‘it’s not a dare if you want to do it’ but catching yourself like I know, I know, ‘cos that’s all y’alls dares are lol can’t pretend otherwise ‘okay, I do, come on [this earlier flight]’ doing a hmm noise back at him as if you’re now considering how well you plan on behaving]

Buster: [‘Okay, what if I leave on [the latest possible flight he could on Sunday without taking the piss about school on Monday because I’m imagining this boxing match is saturday night plausibly and so he was coming some time saturday day, because can’t push it coming friday night he’s not THAT grown, which is now even earlier lol cos he’s about to change that flight as soon they are off the phone and he can]’? Like hmmm? Imagine that sis]

Rio: [‘I’ll make sure you getting home in time for school is a pointless exercise’ like you might be there Monday morning but you aren’t going to be able to concentrate on your work AT ALL honey and again we mean it so seriously]

Buster: [‘If it’s truly pointless, I might as well make you return home with me’ said as seriously as if he’s gonna bring her to London and she’ll just never go to school or home again because it’s how we feel in this moment]

Rio: [making a noise that is part excitement part agreement like okay, yes, do it as if y’all can because in this moment you want nothing more ‘I could find plenty of reason to visit London’ because it’s true, at least you both live in/near these capitals because it’s not out of the question that you’d want to spend time in either place]

Buster: [‘there are a lot of sights you haven’t yet’ because true of London but more importantly he’s thinking of everything they haven’t done together yet that her visits would let them, entirely in a saucy context atm because that’s the mood y’all are in and his tone is making that blatant, so much emphasis on A LOT, as if we needed it]

Rio: [‘you gonna be my tour guide?’ and making the awh cute noises again but sounding so indecent with it this time because we know there is nothing wholesome about such an offer because we all know what is being said and THOUGHT about here]

Buster: [‘I’ll show you absolutely all of it’ because we’re not gonna pretend otherwise, everything is always the vibe, no less, letting that sink in for the both of you for a sec because he so sincerely means it about not holding back ever]

Rio: [doing a soft yet unhinged ‘oh’ because you are so 🥺 thinking about this and you don’t even know what to do with yourself rn ‘I need to be with you’ do we mean now in this moment, or perhaps, always, who can say but we know we MEAN it]

Buster: [‘I know’ as if she’s doing the 🥺 at his face rn because that’s how it feels with how blatant it is and how in sync they are, soft, but we can’t lie, unhinged comforting noises as the only thing he knows to do atm ‘we’re soulmates’ as if that’s a fact and something he’s said before to the point of being casual and not just a really intense thing to drop here because he’s clearly felt it for so long that it doesn’t come across as something he’s telling her for the first time]

Rio: [making your own unhinged baby noises back because what are words but then he drops that bombshell so off-handedly that the stunned silence that comes after is in dramatic contrast completely accidentally but unavoidably so, doing very shaky breaths as the first audible response he will hear ‘we are’ not as a question but as if you can’t believe you’re able to finally be saying it out loud]

Buster: [has never focused on anything as hard as he is this silence and waiting her to fill it either with breathing or words because despite things feeling the least precarious they ever have here and now, you know that was an extra ass thing to say, however true you also know it is ‘we’re meant to be’ because however hard you fight it you cannot]

Rio: [‘I’ll do anything to be with you’ with your whole chest, blurting this out because you can’t keep it in, it has never felt truer than in this moment ‘you’re the only one who gets me’]

Buster: [‘I did everything I could think of to try and keep you away from me’ because years of that nonsense and nevertheless here we are, it hasn’t worked and he’s out of ideas for going down that road, which is HUGE of him to actually admit when he’s never that boy who can’t think of another idea ‘you’re closer than ever’ because true in every sense, they are gonna be alone together so soon but also they’ve talked more lately and had more phone calls recently than all their other awks convos before combined]

Rio: [making a noise of apology but not being able to say the words I’m sorry because even if you are it’s so deeply uncomfortable to admit that you could have made it easier for him than you did because you’re meant to be good and give a shit and it is undeniably selfish of you in many ways and there’s no hiding from that fact ‘we can’t help it’ realising this sounds too much like just an excuse for your liking and correcting ‘we don’t want to’ because you do have agency here and there’s a reason y’all are talking this much]

Buster: [a noise that fully interrupts her noise of apology as the - stopping it dead equivalent of him saying don’t without needing to say it, because they’ve both been selfish in their own ways and he isn’t hiding from all the wrong he’s done with his flawed approach, changing to a noise of agreement though at her correction because this isn’t accidental anymore if we could’ve ever called it that, he’s literally booked a flight, y’all are being deliberate now ‘I don’t want any regrets’ because his mum doesn’t have any according to her (Ro doesn’t count not soz) and baze are his role models, Bea especially no offense Fraze, not calling you a flop but when Nancy basically called him a mummy’s boy she was so right lol]

Rio: [‘life’s too short for them’ because who does, truly, no one we know and that includes us ‘you’re sure?’ like let’s just check in and avoid this getting messy if you think this is going to be the regret, not that that’s where you think his head is but you’re giving space for the possibility]

Buster: [‘the years I’ve already spent without you were too fucking long’ because truly how we feel rn and that’s without taking into account the rest of his life he was trying to avoid her for ‘I’m sure I can’t keep this bullshit up indefinitely’]

Rio: [the noise like that actually physically pained you to even contemplate it for a second there is all the ‘I know’ you need but you’re still saying the actual words too ‘you don’t need to, whatever happens’ with the confidence of being able to work SOMETHING out even though you have no clue beyond what you want to and hope will happen lbr]

Buster: [stopping breathing v dramatically when that noise escapes because it pains him to hear her make it and know why and what it means never mind the rest ‘I need to be with you’ throwing back her words from earlier before he dropped the s word because we love to do that and also it’s just true so he has the same confidence in that being what’s going to happen now that he’s decided to change tact and commit to this instead of being a bastard, me like oh hun little do you know, prepare to flip flop again v soon]

Rio: [‘you’re with me’ like he is the one that needs soothing right now but also just to say it and to feel as if it is true because in this moment it is and soon it’ll be true in every way it could be meant, so soz for what we’re about to do lads but y’all have no idea]

Buster: [‘do the maths’ because she’s good at it and you’re both nerds so obvs he’s gonna tell her to now they know which flight he’s getting and leaving on and it’s easy enough to minus out the fight stuff to work out exactly how long they think they’re gonna get to spend together, they cruelly are not but jemily can take a lil comfort in him ordering her to do that as if he ordering her to do something way more indecent lol]

Rio: [do do that maths like an excited little nerd, whatever it works out to, it’s the most time you’ve ever spent ALONE ALONE because you’ve never and at most it would’ve been a few pretty unsupervised hours in a day as children, not since you’ve developed these intense feelings as you aged so this is a moment]

Buster: [do a countdown so you get to be an excited little nerd too because it clearly isn’t a far away visit way in the future when the point was being extra and meeting up before the next fam function, so it adds to the moment how soon this is actually going to happen]

Rio: [‘I can’t wait’ again, in the sincerest way possible, spoken like a wistful lil sigh almost because not just a platitude to get you off the phone here]

Buster: [‘neither can I’ as sincerely meant because he wouldn’t have put a rush on immediately organising this if he didn’t, however much we know he does also wanna make things up to his gdad he would’ve waited until his bday to do that lbr ‘hang up and I’ll change my flight’ because absolutely must make that earlier like he said before he even gets home and discusses it with anyone ‘book the return too’ like lest you forget I’ve decided exactly how much time we’ve gonna have and it’s the max possible, even though jemily (and mainly Winnie) have decided otherwise and I just know he’ll end up getting the earliest one he can in the AM after kicking her out as soon as he gets rid of mcvickers/fearghal that PM but y’all aren’t aware of the incoming cockblock so]

Rio: [excitable noises like okay, okay because you want him to do both those things too and you need a reason to hang up that isn’t sad so you’re gonna take it but first the ‘I love you’ flying out like he is one of your loved ones and you’ve always been able to talk to him like this and not even think about it, the slight pause after when you realise that you just did that and that was not actually the case]

Buster: [when you never want her to hang up after saying that but also immediately want her to because !! there is so much you could and want to say in response that the pause is just stretching because it’s overwhelming and also you know her so you know how she said it and that she didn’t exactly mean to so then it’s like do I ACKNOWLEDGE this or not, so much just being expressed by this boy once again breathing down the phone for a second having a tiny debate with himself which is only lasting seconds but feels SO long ‘say that again’ eventually, not in a tone of I’m pretending I didn’t hear you and giving you and out if you want one but v much like say it like you mean it if you 100% do]

Rio: [likewise the silent internal struggle between wanting to immediately press end call so neither of you need to address it to wanting to address it so badly and make a thing of it NOW but you’re doing neither, just living in this silence fully !! until he decides for you, of course you’re not going to back down and deny it when you do so taking your time and saying it with as much intention as possible]

Buster: [when he’s clenching his jaw SO hard not to make even the slightest sound that could interrupt her saying this a second time that she’d be able to feel as well as hear it because despite telling her to repeat herself he could not be less prepared for the effect it has on his entire body because they are sober and this couldn’t be more intentional and it hits different and so deeply]

Rio: [when y’all are both sober in the cold light of day for all of this, can’t just turn around and say otherwise now, we’re way too far gone hence you weren’t going to not say it, even if the way your heart is beating in your ears right now means you feel like you literally cannot and would not be able to hear him reply so you do hang up in pure AHHHHHH vibes]

Buster: [the way he’d immediately want to and almost does call straight her back knowing she’d pick up again as fast but hence he must resist because she was mid running errands and he has to go home eventually and face real life too however much neither of y’all want to and this way at least it is on that high of her ILY being the last thing said rather than a goodbye or anything so that feels too perfect for rn for him to risk changing, however much we all know he wants to say and how much we all know he LOVES having the last word, fight it sir, you must so it’s cinematic and peak romance lol]

Rio: [my boo says dare y’all to stfu challenge and that’s so real honestly lmao]

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njwinterquartz · 5 months ago

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Thinking more about Eddie and his journey forward from the end of season seven. And I can’t believe I hadn’t really thought about how obvious the direction I think they’re going is (not saying I’m right just that I think there’s evidence towards it). Like to me next season is about Eddie figuring out who he is, I personally don’t think it’s a queer realization plot more so just him finally looking in and finding out who he is without everything around him.

Just a heads up this is a long one that I probably didn’t explain well. But maybe it’ll make sense to someone.

Because let’s look at his story from the start of what we know, he was told to take care of his siblings and fit the role of the man of the house by his father. While he likely did have time to be a kid he was already pushed in a direction that may or may have not been what he wanted.

Then we move on to Shannon, from the context and things stated in the show they were high school sweethearts (could be wrong but I’m pretty sure that’s when they met). So they met young and they had Chris while I’m assuming they were both still young. So this is another thing that pushes Eddie in a direction due to outside forces; he becomes a parent and a husband.

He joins the military while this whole thing is going on because he thinks it’s what he needs to do to take care of his family. Another identity that he becomes, a soldier. He had a job and it has a specific mindset that doesn’t really focus on who he is as an individual.

Moving on to things that happen during the show, him moving to California, and becoming a firefighter. At this time he’s starting to somewhat think about himself but not much. Joining the 118 starts this but he’s still a parent and ex military. He’s still drowning himself in these two identities. He meets Shannon again and they start doing what they did and he thinks because they’re both Chris’s parents they need to be a family and “make things work” even though it clearly was still dysfunctional.

Shanon then dies and he becomes a widow, a title that seems to unconsciously haunt him. Especially after season seven, it’s clear he’s still haunted by this identity of being a husband and a widow. He then loses Chris (loses his identity as a parent) because of his actions, even though he never intended to hurt Chris he still did.

Eddie has clearly shown he puts things in boxes and doesn’t really want to deal with what he’s put in them. He hides behind different identities he’s been forced to become and doesn’t really seem to want to look at who he is outside of them. Not saying hiding is an intentional thing, but he’s hid behind them before to try to not deal with things he needed to.

I honestly don’t know if this’ll make any sense to anyone else but to try and summarize it better; I think Eddie is still stuck on all these identities he’s had to become or forced to become and hasn’t had the time to think for himself about who he really is. Could it be a queer thing sure, but I really don’t think it is. I think there’s a pretty simple explanation of he just hasn’t had the time or has unconsciously pushed off figuring it out until he’s now forced to look at it because he’s all alone right now.

#911 abc #eddie diaz

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doctor-who-binge · 2 years ago

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AH HAH. I found the blog post !

"Which, of course, brings us to the first big difference between Davies and Moffat [...] Davies did an excellent job providing an expansive and documented back story for his companions. Even those who interacted least with their families (Donna, for example) still felt like they were leaving something behind when they joined the Doctor [...] Almost immediately, Moffat makes it perfectly clear that Amy doesn’t have a back ground. Sure, she has a fiancé, and an aunt… but they don’t seem to feature too heavily in her life. She has no parents. She lives in a big house all by herself. [...] Amy would have a family, a mother, a father. And it would make absolutely no difference."

Difference I never noticed.

Rose - Mom, Boyfriend/ex-Boyfriend, & Dead dad-> AU Dad. All important.

Martha - Mother, Father, Brother, Sister, even her cousin technically (same actor). Mother was always important entire family was why she left the doctor.

Donna - Mother, Grandfather. Mother played a role but grandfather played arguably a role equal to a companion in terms of plot.

Amy - No parents until Big Bang 2. They are there for 1 episodes. Never mentioned again. Aunt was mentioned and shown but never truly a character.

Rory - Parents not mentioned until third season. The doctor didn't even know it was Rory's dad. Brian tells the Doctor to bring them home alive and he doesn't— and the closure for this character happens but not on TV where it matters most since the "bring them home alive" was on TV.

You could argue that Amy & Rory a married couple is rather novel for the doctor since one companion mentioned in Sarah Jane Adventures that she left the doctor because she got married. Very sure 11 was trying to avoid a Rose situation and to a lesser extent a Martha situation.

Clara - Mother is dead. No idea what happened to father. Neither are important except for the leaf. Until the xmas special then she has a grandma, her father I guess, .... and a ... step mom?

Bill - Mother is dead.

Amy Rory Clara and Bill all seem to be only children as well.

"...larger change in Moffat’s characterisation of the Doctor. Davies suggested that the Doctor was “the lonely god”, a borderline deity who tried to temper his power by travelling with human companions. In contrast, Moffat argues that the Doctor is more of a trickster or an imaginary friend [than] an all-powerful god-like being. Indeed, The Eleventh Hour feels more decidedly like fantasy than anything in the Davies era, with a “mad man in a box” dropping out of the sky to comfort a little girl, only to abandon her as she grows up."

Despite what various script editors (including Christopher Bidmead) might claim, the show was always more science fantasy than science fiction – and Moffat’s interpretation embraces that from the get-go. That’s arguably the biggest difference between Moffat and Davies to be found in this episode. Davies imagined the Doctor as a fantastic figure intruding on a mundane life. To Moffat, the Doctor is just part of a tapestry of the fantastic.

I just love that summary "Doctor Who is more science fantasy" and the author is right Davies leans towards science fiction writing Moffat leans towards science fantasy writing and both are great

I honestly don't see the need for Davies vs Moffat.

I will say Davies episodes make me sad way way more often.

#doctor who #nuwho #moffat #davies #rtd #article

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timetravelprincess05 · 1 year ago

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This looks so much fun!! I’m ALWAYS in the mood to answer anything Back to the Future related! Let’s gooooo!

1. My favorite way of seeing the trilogy used to be on my dvd boxed set i’ve owned since i was a kid. Looking it up online, it came out in 2002 and i’ve been a fan since at *least* 2006-2007? It’s definitely aged not only because the art is worn. It also skips in a few places and when the picture display on a flat tv is in letterbox format LOL! So now i watch it on the 25th anniversary box set.

I love watching it with my partner, even though we’re still long distance. And it’s not on any streaming site (for free)…

2. Omg i have thought about this for YEARS! (No pun intended) Hmmm… Probably good ol’ 1985.

3. Does a photo with Michael J Fox count?? 😭

4. I think i’d get along with Marty (and hopefully Doc) wonderfully. I’m also the youngest in my family and although my family is more similar to when he comes back from the past the first time (when George is a author and Lorraine is not drunk), they’re less…. happy. I also just relate to his nature of feeling like he doesn’t really belong anywhere, has to stand up for himself, but he’s still so kind and brave.

For Doc, science is a 50/50 subject to me, but Doc makes it seem interesting and fun, and honestly just radiates safe father figure. And i LOVE THAT. Being a massive reader, i would love to go to him and be like “Check out this new novel i read!” Only for him to endearingly be like “I don’t understand why x and x have to/did…” or just be somewhere to go when i have family troubles.

These two are my comfort characters, you have no idea! ❤️

4. I’m tempted to say none, however, i would change one detail in the scene where Biff is with Lorraine in the car. It wasn’t until i was older and experienced a… situation… That i realizes what he was doing. I’d change it to maybe a heavy make out session? Or just something where it doesn’t imply that’s what he’s doing. In the novel of the book, it’s worse because it almost outright says it.

5. Definitely the game! I played it years ago and wanna play it again, but don’t have the consoles to. Bummer :(

6. I haven’t yet! I keep putting it off lol. I hope one day i can see it live.

7. Oooo probably more time with Clara and Doc before Marty? I adore Marty, but i wanna hear more about the seven(?) months of them in the timeline where they are in a relationship before he comes to rescue Doc and subsequently Clara. You know what? More Seamus and Maggie (plus William) as well! I have SO many questions and adore that lil family!!

8. The watch Marty wears (yes, the one that is always messing up lol) was a gift from Doc.

9. Biff Tannen or Bufford Tannen!!

10. Dang, that’s a good question… *Maybe* Rock n’ Roll Fantasy?

11. Probably why does Marty only drink/order sugar free things? I know about the joke in Lou’s diner, and it probably sets it up for that. But i’m looking for the in-universe answer.

12. Hmm.. Define aspect. I’m gonna just gonna say all of it! Lol

13. God, these are amazing questions! Top memory has to go to when i went to Orlando, Florida and saw one of Delorean’s used in the movie and the time train! I even met an actor who pretended to be Doc. He was so on point! That was when i was 12-13. I hope to go back one day

14. I definitely would have liked that moment filled out for sure. Or the moment between the McFly family in the 1800’s eating supper and the morning where Seamus takes Marty to the train tracks. So many possibilities!

15. Does Clara count? She’s SUCH a role model for a GOOD female character! Kind, smart, knows how to stick up for herself, and knows how to chase after what she wants! Oooo i strive to be like her!!

16. The fur babies!! Ahhhh!!! ….Copernicus. Smoll boy

17. The main theme! Part three! Goosebumps

when “The End” appears every time ❤️

18. Classic skateboardz

19. Either the cowboy outfit with the poncho or classic white shirt and suspenders :)

20. In 1955, while he’s tinkering with the Delorean and building the “not built to scale” model of Hill Valley :)

21. Any of them! But i did a closet cosplay of Marty (minus the red vest) a few back for a college costume contest and won $10!

22. Three, one, and two! :D

23. I couldn’t dare!

24. Gotta go classic #1

25. I can’t pick oneeeee!

26. Probably one of the beginning scenes where Marty busts out of detention

27. The McFly house or the Clocktower!

28. BOTH!!

29. Marty would be the perfect age to try the first computer when it comes out!

30. N/A

❤️❤️❤️

⚡back to the future ask game!

decided to make this litte ask game for y'all fellow bttf fans! have fun :D

📽️what is your favorite way of seeing the trilogy and who do you like watching it with?

🕰️if you were to insert yourself into the trilogy, what year would you come from?

💵what is a piece of bttf merch that you really really want (but can't afford)?

😊if you could be best friends with one of the characters, who would you choose and why?

🎞️if you could change one scene from any of the movies, which one would you change and how?

🎮what is your favorite bttf extended media (the game, comics, musical etc.)?

🎵if you have listened to the musical soundtrack, which song is your favorite and why?

✒️you are hired to write/draw a new bttf comic, and it can be about whatever you want. what in the bttf universe would you want to expand on?

👀share a random headcanon you have about your favorite character!

💢which one of the characters would you want to punt into the sun the most? (feel free to include the new characters from the expanded media as well, there are certainly a few of them who would deserve it)

🎼if you have one, share a song that you associate with your favorite character!

❓what is one question you would love to ask bob gale?

❤️this is probably a hard question to answer, but what is your favorite aspect about the bttf trilogy/franchise?

💭share a favorite memory related to back to the future!

⌛choose a timespan in the trilogy that wasn't shown on screen (e.g. the time between november 5 and the monday where marty goes to the school to introduce his parents). how would you have filled that moment out?

➡️what is your favorite side character in the trilogy and why?

🐶einstein or copernicus? (you MUST choose >:) )

🎸what is your favorite piece of movie soundtrack? (can be orchestral or any other!)

🛹skateboard or hoverboard?

��what is your favorite marty outfit?

👨‍🔬what is your favorite doc outfit?

🎭what bttf cosplay do you want to own?

🏅rank the movies in the trilogy (if possible)!

🎥what character in the movies would you like to play if you had the chance to?

🚗what is your favorite version of the delorean? part 1, part 2 or part 3?

📄what is your favorite scene in the trilogy?

✍️if you have read any of the alternate screenplays, what is a scene you wish would have made it into the movies?

🏡what filming location do you want to visit the most?

🎢what bttf attraction do you wish universal had, or do you want them to just bring back the bttf ride? or maybe both?

⏲️what time period would you want marty to travel to and what would you want him to do? for fun or for something serious?

💫if you have any bttf related wips, here's the oppurtunity to ramble about them!

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Since there are too many amazing BL canon fics to count, we decided to make a third part to our canon rec list. You can find the part one here and part two here. Happy reading!

1) Just A Trim | Explicit | 2260 words

The one where Harry gets a haircut, and Louis, along with the rest of the world, loses his mind.

2) Lips Are Like The Galaxy’s Edge | Explicit | 2360 words

Harry licks over Louis’ hole slowly, deliberately, and his tongue is like velvet and Louis’ skin is burning at every junction where Harry touches him and it’s all so good he thinks he might cry. He licks a few more times, moaning softly like he’s relishing the taste of Louis and that’s just, well, fuck.

3) What’s Yours Is Mine (What’s Mine Is Ours) | Explicit | 2982 words

Prompt: Something about Louis always waiting until the last minute to pack his bag for tour so one time Harry does it for him and then they’re thousands of miles away by the time Louis figures out Harry hasn’t actually packed anything useful. Whether it’s because Harry is just genuinely useless at packing for other people or because he wants Louis to be forced to wear his clothes is up in the air. Also Louis refusing to wear Harry’s clothes out of pure spite until Harry makes it up to him.

4) A Touch Of Your Love | Explicit | 3856 words

Harry’s physical training has been intense. He wakes up before the sun to run. He spends long hours in the gym boxing and lifting weights.

Louis usually likes working out with Harry when they’re on tour, and even now he enjoys going on a run or boxing a bit with Harry. But Harry hasn’t seemed to stop moving since he accepted the role in Dunkirk. And it’s not that Louis always needs to be the center of Harry’s attention, but he very much wants to be.

5) Power Inside | Explicit | 5861 words

Louis wrinkles his nose and pokes Harry again. “You want a baby,” he repeats.

Again, Harry frowns. “Uh, yeah, Lou, I want a baby. So do you.”

Where is this even going. Harry honestly has no clue.

Abruptly, Louis stops frowning and practically throws himself off of Harry, splaying himself out on his side of the bed, arms spread wide. “Okay. Let’s make a baby, then.”

Can eyebrows get permanently attached to a hairline? Harry has a feeling he’s going to find out. “You do realize - ” he starts.

“Yes, Harry, I realize,” Louis says, stroking his fingers over the inside of his own thigh, ruking his shorts up. “You gonna shut up about it and give me a baby or am I gonna have to go out and find someone else to fulfill my deepest desires?”

He’s a nutjob. He’s a complete nutjob. Harry’s in love with a complete nutjob.

6) Heart Beats Slow (I Wish You) | Explicit | 6011 words

“These,” Louis pauses with a half-eaten toast in his hand and a stale bite of buttery bread still in his mouth, he feels like choking on it, “are girl’s pants. Why would I look good in girl’s pants? Do you not like my current choice in underwear or what?”

7) Want It All The Time, Need It Every Day | Explicit | 6306 words

Louis visits LA a week before the boys head to Australia for On The Road Again.

He and Harry have some catching up to do.

8) You Drive Me Wild (You Know You Do) | Explicit | 6632 words

Their management informs them that they have an interview right before the ARIAs, and it isn't until he's in a suit, seated on a couch between Liam and Zayn, that he gets the idea.

The interviewer, Angus, smiles at them, right before the cameras roll on, and a metaphorical light bulb goes off inside Louis' head. He's perfect. Well, not as perfect as Harry, but enough. He's attractive, attractive enough to drive Harry crazy, and he doesn't even think of the consequences of his actions, just decides right then. It's all Harry's fault anyway. Louis should be allowed to have a little fun.

9) I’m Broken, Do You Hear Me? | Explicit | 6957 words

Louis starts acting weird and distant around Harry, and it takes Harry a little while to put together what's wrong. When he finally does, he's determined to help Louis see just how much he loves every piece of him.

10) Glimpse Of The Silhouettes | Explicit | 7181 words

Harry isn't sure what the rules are for this. It's hard to believe that there are any, that's there's a handbook just waiting for him to buy: why is my best mate getting hard in my lap when I touch his arse?

11) Call Me Shallow But I’m Only Getting Deeper | Explicit | 7367 words

The one where Louis is a brat so Harry spanks him with a riding crop.

12) I’m An Addict Of Magic, And I Need My Fix | Explicit | 7994 words

Harry surprises Louis in Los Angeles while Louis is there on tour. Smut ensues of course and Harry goes a little overboard with marking Louis up with hickies. Louis ends up having to wear a turtleneck onstage to hide all of the marks littered around his neck and body.

13) Under the Vanilla Sky | Explicit | 8006 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Who the hell wears a hat like that on a yacht? That's one of the things Louis thinks when he sees Harry from across the deck of the most expensive, ridiculous boat he's ever been on. He also thinks he'd like to get closer. Just to see what's under those aviators. Just to verify that, yes, in fact, those white swim trunks might be a little see-through when wet. Just to see if someone could really be that hot in real life. On a yacht. In the Caribbean sea just off the coast of St. Barts.

Here's what really happened on that yacht.

14) Reminiscing The Other Day | Explicit | 8317 words

Harry's invited to a wedding, and there's only so much Louis can hide.

15) Anything Goes | Explicit | 10275 words

Harry probably shouldn't be amused that Louis has a death grip on his hand and is dragging away from an event that, you know, they should be at. And he still probably shouldn't have that god awful smirk plastered to his face when Louis shoves him into the bathroom and steps in before locking the door.

16) The Sweat On Your Skin | Explicit | 11014 words

Louis is certain there's no better way to come down from a post-gym high than a naked romp in the bed with his favorite workout partner.

17) Cut To The Bone | Explicit | 11133 words

Harry celebrates his birthday in Japan. Louis stays with him.

18) Fumbling in the Dark | Explicit | 21599 words

Louis is straight, Harry is not. They still shag a lot.

19) Another Day Gettin’ Into Trouble | Explicit | 25619 words

Harry’s drunk when the idea occurs to him. He’s also a pop star, so sometimes his drunk ideas turn into actual things instead of just ideas. The clone-a-willy kit is one of them.

In Harry’s defense, when he first thinks about it his intention is just to buy the kit and give it to Louis to make his own dildo with, because that’s what he wants anyway, right? To have a penis filling him up?

Then he realizes that it would be weird if Louis made a copy of his own dick to fuck himself with. It’d be super weird. Louis fucking himself? That’s a weird idea. Harry’s pretty sure Louis wouldn’t like that.

Clearly the only solution here is to use his own dick for the mold.

20) Something In The World Today | Explicit | 48027 words

It shouldn’t be a surprise, the first time that Louis drops to his knees in front of Harry. It shouldn’t be, because it’s been something that Louis has needed for a long time. It shouldn’t be, because he’s been crawling out of his skin for weeks on end. It shouldn’t be, because Harry always makes him feel better. It shouldn’t be, because he’s needed this even when he didn’t know that he needed it.

Somehow, it still is.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

#bottom louis #top harry #fic recs #blp fic recs #larry #canon

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ladyartemesia · 4 years ago

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The Kiss

◐ PART VIII of THE ALPHA ◐

◐ Series Masterlist ◐

◐ Part I ◐ Part II ◐ Part III ◐ Part IV ◐ Part V ◐ Part VI ◐ Part VII ◐

Pairing: Alpha Werewolf Jimin x Omega Reader

Rating: Hard Mature 18+ (for this installment)

Warnings: this one is a little darker, descriptions of violence, ABO sexual dynamics including discussion of scenting, marking, mating, and claiming, strong sexual innuendo, discussion of violence relating to ritual combat, possessive behavior, injuries and discussion of injuries, lots of people have, use and are threatened by knives, kidnapping and drugging, its not as bad as it sounds, but it is definitely a bit darker…

Word Count: 4250

Author’s Note: I said it before but it bears repeating...You have no idea what your support has meant to me. Truly your asks and your messages and comments…they made me so happy. You made me believe that people wouldn’t forget about this story. I am so grateful you were able to wait. As many of you know I faced a medical emergency recently and you were all so lovely. The best followers on this site and I MEAN that. As always, my angels @ppersonna @xjoonchildx and @untaemedqueen were (and continue to be) the best betas and the best friends anyone could ask for. My thanks to ALL of you for helping me bring this story to life! I don’t know what I would do without your daily encouragement and your daily support. You guys are the heartbeat of this story. It wouldn’t be here without you.

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Two Years Ago

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Centuries ago the moon goddess stumbled across her human soulmate while he was sleeping. Struck by his beauty, but reluctant to reveal her identity, the goddess began to visit him in his dreams where she could hide her true form and appear before him as a mortal woman.

In the world of dreams their love flourished and from that blessed union the packs were born…

The wolf nations celebrated this sacred romance every ten years during the Festival of the Lover’s Moon…

The day of the festival was spent eating and drinking and dancing at large parties, but when the sun went down… well—

That’s when things got really interesting.

On the night of Lover’s Moon the young unmated wolves of the pack were permitted to commemorate this legendary love story in a decidedly scandalous manner.

The unmated men assumed the role of the goddess’s sleeping lover—they were blindfolded (to represent slumber) and led into a large sectioned off area of the dark forest to ‘wait and dream.’

Unmated she-wolves over the age of maturity (eighteen) took herbal scent suppressors and ventured out into that very same forest in order to anonymously ‘visit’ the young men ‘in their dreams’...

The rules for what exactly that meant were pretty fast and loose which was why Min Yoongi was thanking the goddess and every other deity he could think of that Yunli was still seventeen.

“But I will be eighteen in two days! Please can’t I just—“

“No. Absolutely not under any circumstances ever.”

“But Yoonji is going!”

“Ji-ah is nearly nineteen and has never been interested in any of the snotty little man-pups of our pack.” He snorted. “She’s probably going out just so she can shove a bunch of them in the lake.”

“I wouldn’t count on it,” Yunli mumbled irritably.

Kim Taehyung yawned idly and snuggled into the cozy little pallet he prepared at the base of his favorite tree. The blindfold he and all the other unmated ‘lovers’ wore was made from witchcloth and could not be removed while the sun was down—so he had snuck into the forest earlier to set everything up.

Now all he had to do was wait until—

“H-Hi Taehyung.”

Oh sh—

“Uh. Hello...Miss.”

Taehyung didn’t recognize the owner of that voice, but he knew for sure who it wasn’t.

“I was hoping to find you tonight.”

This is not good.

“Well I’m—I’m flattered… naturally but—”

She touched his hand and he squeaked.

“I was thinking you and I might get to know each other a little bet—eep!”

The sharp point of a custom blade pressed directly into the unfortunate young beta girl’s pulse point.

“Are you lost, puppy?”

A heavy cloak obscured the newcomer’s features, but there was no mistaking her meaning.

Taehyung bit his lip to keep from snorting as the poor she-wolf scrambled away.

“Ji-ah,” he tsked with feigned disapproval, “that wasn’t very nice.”

Min Yoonji grinned as she sheathed her wicked looking dagger and slid languidly into his arms.

“You don’t like nice girls, Kim Taehyung.”

“I like you,” he whispered breathlessly against her lips. “Nice or not—it doesn't matter to me…” His hands slid greedily over her soft curves—pulling her closer till he felt the beat of her heart against his own. “I’ll like anything as long as it’s you.”

This was the stupidest idea in the history of stupid ideas.

Jimin huffed as he struggled to find a comfortable position against the giant boulder he’d chosen as his perch.

Why did I let Taehyung talk me into this?

He could be at home—in bed—comfortably sleeping off the all-day feast he’d indulged in.

Instead he was out in the middle of the forest sitting blindfolded on a rock in the off chance that one of the she-wolves was out looking for him.

Not bloody likely.

Not when prime targets like Namjoon, Hoseok, Jungkook—and countless others—were scattered throughout the woods.

“Park Jimin?”

Every hair on Jimin’s body stood on end.

It was a soft whisper—the speaker clearly didn’t want her voice to be recognized, yet something about the sound sent a curious frisson of interest down his spine.

He gulped.

“Yes… that’s me. But if you’re looking for Hoseok he’s just a little deeper in. You probably caught his scent downwind so—”

“I’m not looking for Hoseok.”

Jimin licked his lips and the sight of it sparked a odd curl of heat in the pit of your belly.

“I don’t know where anyone else is…”

“That’s quite alright.” A muted shuffle of movement reached his ears as you settled down beside him. “I was looking for you.”

“Oh…” He rubbed the back of his neck idly. “Are you sure?”

Laughter like fairy bells whispered through the air and Jimin felt his heart clench.

Don’t get your hopes up.

“Who are you?”

You were silent for a long time and then—

“I am someone who owes you a debt. One I have never been able to repay.”

Jimin’s head tilted curiously as he considered your words.

“I’m sorry, miss… you must be mistaken. There isn’t—“

“You don’t remember.”

It was a statement—not a question. Your voice was nearer now. He could feel the warmth of your body close to his—though not quite touching. “It was your wolf that saved me. But you had not gone through the Change yet.”

Familiar shame spiked sharply in his chest.

“I’m seven years past the Change...Why have you never mentioned this before?”

“Circumstances prevented me from doing so.”

There was a cold finality to your pronouncement—which of course did nothing but further inflame his curiosity.

“Then why come to me now?”

“I’ve come to repay you.”

Jimin’s mouth dropped open.

Were you trying to—?!

“Oh—no please that-that’s not necessary—I could never take advantage of—”

You giggled again.

“I am not offering my body, Park Jimin.”

Jimin breathed a heavy sigh of relief then shook his head with a wry chuckle.

“Well considering the circumstances I can hardly be blamed for assuming you might be. And honestly most men would jump at the chance to—”

“You...are not most men.”

Jimin’s eyes narrowed beneath his blindfold.

“Little she-wolf—I may not be wrestling bears for fun or bare knuckle boxing in the town square, but I am still an alpha.”

The weight of his command poured over your body as he spoke the last word. There was no order or intent—he had simply given you a taste of his power.

Aside from your direct blood relatives, no alpha had ever dared unleash their compel in your presence—therefore you were utterly unprepared for the effect it had on you—

Utterly unprepared for the strange surge of want so potent and profound that it stole the breath from your body.

It was primal—invigorating—

Sensual.

You and your wolf may not have been entirely connected yet, but she was suddenly quite vocal about her desire to fully bask in Park Jimin’s attention.

A wicked grin played over his lips as he leaned in closer and you could almost feel the soft brush of his lips against your cheek.

“Did you think I would not desire the touch of a beautiful woman in the moonlight?” he whispered.

Please touch me, Alpha.

Your eyes widened.

Dear goddess. Your inner wolf was turning out to be a shameless hussy.

“You might desire it, but you are far too honorable to accept it as payment for a debt.”

Jimin drew back warily.

You were correct of course. After all he had refused you when he believed that was your intent but—

“How could you know that?”

Evade. Evade now.

“Well... how could you know I was beautiful? You’re blindfolded.”

He shrugged and your wolf took careful note of the way it made all the pretty muscles in his back and shoulders ripple.

He will give us such strong—

Oh boy.

He will do no such thing. Please calm down.

“Not everything must be seen with your eyes.”

Is that how you found me? All those years ago...

Questions churned chaotically beneath your consciousness but you dared not give voice to them.

Focus.

“I must repay this debt. Ask for what you want and—if it is in my power—I swear it will be yours.”

Jimin smiled again, but this time it was somehow softer. For a moment he looked almost…

Sad.

“I’m afraid that the only thing I have ever wanted is not within your power to give...and I dare not ask you or anyone else for it.”

For her.

He sighed and drew even farther away from you—in fact it seemed like he was preparing to leave.

No.

Your hand reached out almost of it's its own accord and wrapped tightly around his wrist. The contact sent a shock of searing heat through his veins and he froze.

“Please alpha. It is not acceptable for someone like me—” a leader, a Luna, “—to owe another my life and offer nothing in return. You must let me pay my debt.”

Omega, his wolf growled, sweet perfect omega.

Suppressors may have hidden your scent, but the siren song of an omega pleading prettily in his ear was unmistakable—irresistible…

“What if all I want is your name?”

You sighed deeply.

“I cannot give you that. My name is… not mine to offer.”

Jimin laughed.

“A woman I cannot remember with a name I cannot know and whose face I cannot see.” He shook his head. “Perhaps you are just a figment of my imagination.”

It was hard to explain what happened next...For whatever reason his words cut you deeply and you were overcome with the desire—no need—to refute them somehow.

“I’m real enough,” you whispered, bringing his hand to your cheek.

Jimin was genuinely beginning to wonder if you were a witch as well as a she-wolf. Being close to you was intoxicating and the urge to draw you in was steadily overpowering every other thought.

“Could I ask you for a kiss, then?”

“You—...You saved my life and all you want... is a kiss?”

The air grew heavier as the strange magnetic pull between you swelled to a silent inescapable crescendo.

“In Seoul I often searched for someone who could ease my loneliness, yet each time I walked away emptier than before.” His thumb brushed gently over your lips and your eyes fluttered shut. “I have never had a kiss that meant anything to me.”

But yours might.

It was unclear who moved first, whether he pulled you to him or you surged forward but when your bodies aligned and your lips met his for the first time it was as if you had never been separate from one another.

As if you had always been deeply—intimately —together.

The indescribable feel of him lit over your senses like a struck match. It was an ignition in the purest sense of the word— a fiery visceral awakening fueled by a consuming flood of desire.

Yes, Alpha.

He might never see your face or hear your name, but Jimin knew he would remember the taste of you for the rest of his life. It was hot and bright like liquid sunshine— a pure relentless light flowing through him where there was once only darkness.

A soft needy moan rose up from your chest and he growled in primal satisfaction as you melted against him.

Your fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt of their own accord, desperately trying to bring him closer until he wrapped his arms around you in a heated embrace.

“Please,” he begged breathlessly against your mouth. “Please tell me who you are.”

The words crashed over you like a bucket of ice —dousing the hazy pleasure of his kiss with a cold bite of reality. Suddenly you were wrenching yourself away from him and your wolf whimpered in misery at the loss of his touch.

“I can’t,” you whispered.

And then you were gone.

“Did someone hurt you?”

You looked up to find Jin taking in your tears with cold fury.

Twin knives were already gleaming dangerously in his hands and he appeared ready to filet whichever bastard was foolish enough to make you cry.

“No,” you sniffed—well aware of how pitiful you were at the moment—crying in the corner of your cousin’s kitchen. “I got myself into this mess without any help—as usual.”

Jin sighed and slid down next to you.

“Tell me.”

“Something happened that I…I didn’t intend.”

“Oh I knew that already. The Luna isn’t supposed to be running around on the night of Lover’s Moon in a forest full of blind horny wolves—“

You snorted and shook your head.

“You’re absolutely right. I should have stayed away.”

Jin’s eyes narrowed and he wondered if perhaps you had caught Kim Namjoon with another omega. Nothing would be official until after the Change of course, but your bond with him was basically a foregone conclusion at this point.

“You went looking for someone...didn’t you.”

You nodded miserably—all but confirming his fears. He made a mental note to push Namjoon in the swamp at the next available opportunity.

“You know... the stories say that a Luna is powerfully drawn to her mate under the Lover’s Moon—that her wolf can sense him even before the Change.” He reached over and gently began to brush the tears from your eyes. “So it’s not surprising that you sought him out, but it’s not really fair to hold whatever it is you saw against him. There is no relationship between you yet and…” he chuckled, “kisses beneath festival moonlight don’t really mean anything anyways.”

It was clear that Jin had somehow gotten the entirely wrong impression, but perhaps that was for the best.

No one knew of your connection to Jimin and no one had seen what passed between you.

Still…

Something about his assessment stung you.

“You really believe that? ...That a kiss exchanged tonight means nothing?”

“I do.” Jin spoke with conviction. “There’s ancient magic at play in those woods. You can’t always trust what you see—or what you feel.”

“Oh I...I didn’t know…”

After a moment you laid your head against his shoulder and let the last of your tears run silently down your cheek.

“Jin-ah have you ever wanted something you knew you couldn’t have?”

“Yes.” He sighed heavily and pulled you in to snuggle a bit closer. “When I was younger I dreamed of having a mate just like everyone else…”

The words were so softly spoken—almost wistful. Your heart splintered just hearing them.

“But… she could be out there—your mate.”

Jin shook his head.

“When is the last time you heard of a female alpha?”

Fresh tears welled up in your eyes.

“Jin…”

“Hey,” he whispered, “don’t waste your crying on me. I’ve long since come to terms with who and what I am.”

“You’re not sad anymore?”

“Well… maybe sometimes I am… but I had to accept that people like us are not like everyone else. Our destinies were written long before we were born.”

“And you believe you’re destined to be alone?”

“Wolves in a pack are never really alone.”

“Yes...but they can be lonely,” you whispered thinking back to Jimin’s words.

For a moment Jin’s eyes were the saddest you had ever seen them.

“Well...I suppose they can.” Then he chuckled and gave your nose an affectionate little tap. “But you don’t need to worry about that. When the time comes Namjoon will take his place at your side and the two of you will build a wonderful life together... Isn’t that what you want?”

Isn’t it?

Your treacherous thoughts drifted back to the boy in the moonlight—to the way your body sang when he touched you and the strange insatiable desire to know him and be known by him in return.

“Please...Tell me who you are.”

A heavy ache settled in your heart.

You were the Luna of the mountain nations. A true born moon princess.

You could never be the woman who kissed Park Jimin underneath the stars.

You were not like everybody else.

“...Yes. That is what I want.”

——◐——

Now

——◐——

Jimin’s heart pounded as he tore through the dark paths of the wood with Taehyung, Yoongi, and Jungkook close behind.

He had never led an attack—had never been trained to command wolves in battle.

It was his first true test of leadership and he hadn’t even been a leader for twenty-four hours.

Yet the fears and anxieties that might have normally clouded his mind were notably absent.

There was only you.

Ironically Jimin owed Namjoon yet another debt—this time for explaining what exactly someone like him was capable of.

The alpha Jin captured had given up their plan and position after being exposed to Jimin’s unique gifting, so he had a concrete target in his mind… He suspected however, that your captors had taken precautions after leaving some of their men behind. They had shifted their camp.

But it wouldn’t be enough to save them.

Jimin didn’t need your location to find you.

He spent years refusing to look at you, and even then he always knew exactly where you were. He could sense you in any crowd—hear your voice in a thousand.

Once it had tormented him cruelly to be so aware of you.

Now it was the only thing keeping him sane.

He followed the connection between his heart and yours like a lifeline and it guided him as surely as the stars.

The alphas followed him without question.

If any of them harbored lingering doubts before, they were firmly laid to rest after what they saw at the cottage. No ordinary wolf could do what he had done.

The Alpha would bring back their Luna and retribution would be swift indeed.

The drugs in your system kept swinging you in and out of lucidity like a nightmarish pendulum. You tried to shift after the initial nausea faded, but whatever they gave you kept your wolf caged beneath your skin.

Jimin

The longing you felt for your mate was the only thing tethering you to reality. You could almost hear him echoing in the far corners of your mind—

I’m coming Omega—hold on.

I’ll find you.

Part of you recognized that his voice was likely nothing more than the wistful creation of your drug-addled mind, still you clung to it like the last shred of hope while the minutes (or hours) flew past.

Chaos clouded your thoughts even in clearer moments as many unavoidable concerns forced their way through the haze.

Jin was at the house with you when they broke in. You had no way of knowing if he survived.

The men who took you were crass and irreverent. Their eyes followed your form with too much interest and too little respect.

It was starting to get cold and (due to you nearly dismembering a high council member and needing to be compelled unconscious) you were still wearing a thin white ceremonial dress which offered very little protection from the elements.

You wondered idly if your idiot captors would let you freeze to death before they accomplished whatever it was they took you for. They clearly needed you for something or you would have been long dead by now.

None of them struck you as particularly brilliant planners so the mastermind must be somewhere else...

Frankly the entire situation was as puzzling as it was troubling. Iron Claw had always gotten along well with your pack.

Technically they were (almost) what the human governments called a vassal state. The presence of a Luna determined the dominant pack in a region and the Luna of the mountain nations had been born into Silver Fang—your pack—for the last thousand years or so.

Why would they challenge us now?

The birth of a Luna indicated that the goddess had chosen that pack to lead. Their willingness—not only to kidnap you—but to go against the dominant pack by doing so was alarming to say the least.

A sudden explosion of movement and sound interrupted your contemplation. Motion erupted all around you—boots pounding on the ground, men falling into their wolf forms, knives being drawn…

You lifted your head—straining forward to see the source of the commotion—and nearly collapsed in relief when you finally did.

Alpha

Your mate stood at the edge of the camp flanked by two enormous black wolves.

A deadly looking jingum sword gleamed dangerously in his right hand. You recognized it immediately as your great-grandfather’s combat blade—the thousand year-old weapon of the Silver Fang Alphas.

Relief flooded your chest all over again at the sight of it. Only Jin could have given him that sword—which meant he was still alive.

The black wolves—Yoongi and Jungkook—snarled viciously but made no move to attack.

Your captors were still scrambling into some sort of combat formation when Jimin finally spoke.

“You have violated our sacred laws, trespassed in sovereign pack lands, kidnapped a Luna under the protection of our goddess, abducted the mate of the Silver Fang Alpha, and risked open war between our peoples.” He took a single step forward. “Surrender now and I will be merciful.”

The biggest of your captors—a man you recognized as the de facto leader—spat viciously on the ground.

“You are not my Alpha,” he growled.

A cold—almost cruel—smile twisted over Jimin’s lips.

“Very well.”

Then he dropped to one knee and a massive grey wolf—Taehyung—leapt over his head and tore out the defiant leader’s throat before he even hit the ground.

Your mouth dropped open.

Bangtan formation.

Yoongi and Jungkook lunged forward in opposite directions, tackling their targets to the forest floor in a bloody clash of teeth and claws.

One of the larger Iron Claw alphas half-shifted and charged Jimin but his arm shot out lightning fast, catching his attacker by the throat to send him flying through the air into a tree.

The next several minutes could only be described as terrifyingly beautiful.

It was immediately clear that Jimin had been holding back when he fought Namjoon.

He dispatched his opponents with such elegant savagery it was almost art.

You were so mesmerized watching Jimin sensually sword dance his way through a dozen alphas nearly twice his size that you almost missed Taehyung’s wolf rushing over with a dagger clenched between his teeth.

Luna are you okay?

You grinned and held up your rope-bound wrists.

“I’ll be better once you pass me that knife.”

Taehyung nodded once and dropped the blade at your feet before tackling another wolf that was tearing towards the two of you.

You sawed through the ties around your ankle first then twisted your arms to try and slice through the restraints on your wrist.

The Iron Claw wolves were clearly no match for Jimin and his alphas.

Jungkook and Yoongi chased after the few who were trying to run while Taehyung half-shifted to subdue the handful of wolves left alive as prisoners. Only Jimin continued to fight as the last three of your captors still standing took turns being slammed into the dirt by his strikes.

He was clearly capable of dispatching them, but you were fairly convinced that you would die if you had to stay away from him for another second. The ropes, however, were surprisingly thick and the angle you were cutting them at wasn’t the best. If only—

You were almost free when you saw it.

One of your captors had pulled a hunting javelin from their supply wagon. He must have hid himself at the onset of the fight, but now he was comfortably concealed by the shadows—and taking aim at Jimin.

Your heart dropped into your stomach.

The attacker appeared to handle the weapon with familiarity. He was too far back—too well hidden—Jimin would never see him in time—

The last cord around your wrist snapped and you were on your feet, pushing through the combined haze of fury and sedatives to charge the wolf who dared attack your mate.

By the time he saw you it was far too late.

Under the effects of the drug your aim was a little skewed but you weren’t Kim Seokjin’s cousin for nothing.

One clean flick of your wrist and the dagger shot through the air, burying itself between the brute’s shoulder blades—all the way to the hilt.

His body fell to the ground just as Jimin sent the last of your captors careening into a pile of previously defeated foes.

For a moment all was quiet.

Then your eyes locked across the distance and everything around you sharpened to a single whispered word.

“Jimin.”

He had run non-stop for miles and torn apart a dozen wolves to get to your side—no amount of space between you now was tolerable.

The sword clattered to the forest floor as he moved toward you—desperate to feel you—to wrap himself around you and know that you were safe.

What happened next was as natural as breathing.

You opened to him and he lifted you into his arms, taking your lips in a hot unrepentant kiss.

Fire exploded across your senses, burning away everything but the touch and taste of him. Every part of you was at once fiercely and gloriously alive. Desperate moans passed between you as he licked into your mouth—a dark primal promise of the pleasure he would take between your thighs.

“Alpha,” you whimpered, too delirious with want to manage anything else.

Suddenly Jimin’s eyes shot open. His hands flew to cup your face, searching it with a mixture of realization and disbelief.

“You… It was you.”

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