#i do enjoy whatever this madame has going on though

[missygoesmeow]

so you put this into the game, larian, and yet i cannot fucketh the devil??? so disappointing and frankly just downright rude

[puppetmaster13u]

So I am rotating the batfamily, but not like, civilian or vigilante. I am slowly rotating them all having a Malone-sona of sorts that is their in to organized crime.

Like you can't tell me people wouldn't start noticing this family that the bats, the literal cryptids and monsters of Gotham, don't even touch and lets continue to operate despite taking the older crime families apart.

And to Gotham that screams power.

Alfred = Albert “Old Al” Malone I wanna say that he doesn't go out as 'Old Al' often, but gives off Godfather sort of vibes. Usually sitting there with an old cane (that definitely has a sword, they're all dramatic like that lol) half in the dark with a cup of tea or other drink. He gets to stretch his acting skills and honestly the kids definitely had a say in the persona. Old Al is something they all made together and they have fun implying so much fun shit.

Kate = Mary “Madam” Malone She definitely gives off 'snap your spine over her knee if not for the fact it would get your blood all over her clothes' vibes. Stylized nails, hair up in fishtail braids or ponytails or whatever, looks like she could tear out ones throat and they'd thank her. It's a running gag that she's in finances, even if no one in the underbelly believes it.

Bruce = “Matches” Malone I mean, it's classic Matches (though most probably assume that Matches isn't his real name) who seems rather chill until someone breaks the rules. Gives off vibes that he doesn't usually get his own hands dirty but will do so to make a point, and enjoy doing it. He sometimes uses Matches to check in on places he can't as a shadowy cryptid, and it's not like the lower income areas would fully trust Brucie Wayne.

Barbara = Madison “Maddie” Malone Now let's be honest, Barbara enjoys messing with people, she enjoys knowing every little thing as Oracle, and she definitely does that as Maddie. The thing is, no one knows how she learns about things, other criminals search for a traitor, for a leak, for anything, and get nothing. Which is utterly terrifying. Because there has to be some sort of information network, there has to be. And somehow they're so good that they're indistinguishable to any others.

Dick = Micheal “Mikey” Malone Honestly Dick uses this chance to get into a bunch of fights just for fun. Flirts a bit more freely but doesn't really have an interest in actually getting with someone. Just has funs and is known for throwing his own parties that usually end in free-for-all brawls. He absolutely loves being able to have parties that are the opposite of galas he's usually dragged into.

Cass = Molly Malone She's quiet and graceful, but she takes it to unnerving levels as Molly. Looks slim but carries guns on her at all time to better differentiate between Cassandra Wayne, Black Bat, and Molly Malone. Everyone knows if you need a weapon, guns, meelee, whatever, she's the one you go to. Gotham help you if you cross her though.

Jason = Peter “Petey” Malone Where Molly Malone goes, everyone knows Petey will be there as well. Jason absolutely adores the time he gets to do so, it's his turn to be silent and dramatic. Everyone can recognize the jagged scar over his neck, they can recognize it from corpses the Bats have gotten their talons on. Honestly he's delighted in being able to be Cass' enforcer of sorts and just have a good fight. Even if he complains about how making his Malone mute makes it where he can't quote Shakespeare like he wants to.

Steph = “Mia” Malone Ah yes, the explosive Malone. The one who has more arson charges than Firefly. Or at least she would if she was caught, but the entire Underbelly knows it was her. Steph is living her best life being able to pull all sorts of pranks and crazy shit and takes several ideas from Harley. Honestly she probably smells like gasoline or smoke all the time, and definitely put glitter in her hair. Maybe even has red hair as a Malone as well.

Tim = Alvin “Al” Malone He still goes by Alvin Draper too, which results in half the underbelly thinking that Draper is his middle name. Honestly he's having the best time, everyone knows to come to him for forgeries and less than legal identities, which he loves to create. I mean just look at how many new identities he creates for himself alone. He enjoys this type of thing, and hey, it's so easy to keep track of whose identity is fake when you're the one who made them. Plus it also lets him do good for those on the run for good reasons, a way to make sure people are safe.

Duke = Dennis “Denny” Malone Everyone knows Denny was adopted, but y'know what, I bet they don't care. And you know Duke is utterly insane, like jump off a bridge to escape the cops and create the We are Robin gang insane. And he gets to play that up as Denny. He will put forth the most batshit ideas and actually pull them off. I bet he uses his future-sight to cheat at different games and pool tables and all sorts of things, but no one can ever prove it. Because there is no proof, and the other people playing just has to deal with it.

Damian = “Mini M” Malone The little baby of the family, who everyone knows the older Malones absolutely dote over. This is his chance to act like an actual child, just with a hint of art theft. Hey, it wasn't like they got it legally either, so it's free game, especially if they weren't taking proper care of the art or a pet. He's just pleased to get to have even more pets, and that Goliath his demon dragon-bat gets to go on walkies.

Jarro = Jadan “Lil J” Malone Now Jarro is delighted to have a third mech, and is even more delighted for people to believe Damian (or technically M jr) and him are twins. Gives off someone is going to die- of fun with Mini M, and honestly enjoys being able to use his natural telepathy to be a small horror movie child that knows too much. Like will stare up at someone with wide eyes covered in blood and the others in Gotham's underbelly still aren't sure if the blood was his or someone elses. (it was neither)

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Honestly I might write a oneshot or something for the Cryptid Batfam focusing on just them as the Malones family.

[moronkombat]

hi, can i request MK characters with an earthrealmer s/o who likes to bake & cook food for them? also, hope you get well soon!! 🥰

Reiko isn't the type of man who eats amazingly delicious foods and treats. Food is a means to an end to have enough energy

If his partner were to cook a meal for him, a well prepared meal, he'd be confused. It is not a lasting feeling, soon he is taken aback by how amazing it is. Who knew food could taste this good? He'll be interested in having more meals like this again

Making a meal for him means just so much to Kenshi. He finds the gesture incredibly loving and thanks you throughout the dinner

While you eat together, he picks up your hand to bring your knuckles to his lips. He kisses there tenderly and tells you that when you making meals for him, it really reminds him of better times

Syzoth cannot eat the typical food that his partner can, doing so would make him horrible ill. That doesn't mean he doesn't get pampered, however

The first time he's surprised and in awe that his lover has made him something just for him, something he can stomach. His eyes find yours and he looks as if he near tears. Syzoth would scoop you up into his arms and thank you for making him a meal so special

Prefers sweet treats more than savory meals. Is rather pleased when he is surprised with them and thanks his partner with his tongue in...various ways

Prefers to share the treat with you but this often ends up in bedroom activities taking place within the kitchen area. Neither of you seem to complain

Rain finds this endearing and enjoys eating the meals his lover has made together

When you cook for him, he wants to sit down and eat it with you. Rain is typically not a domestic type of man but this is one of those rarities

Shang thinks you cooking for him is...cute and he will lightly jest and tease his partner about it

He is grateful though and always eats the meal that's made for him and compliments you on your skills with preparing delicious meals

Quan Chi isn't used to warm meals so he is, at first, taken aback by his partner preparing one for him

Being a slave in the mines, he is not used to such luxury but now that he's had a taste of it, Quan Chi is seldom to give it up

Reminds him of times with his late family. His mother used to cook meals for him and sister

Tomas is thankful to have meals like this again and even wants to start cooking them with you

Thinks he is being unfair in terms of how you are always cooking for him. He wants to make it up to you

Raiden tries to surprise you with something he's prepared but it does not go to plan. The cake he tried to make? Too much flour, not enough butter...it's a mess! You still thank him and then offer to make one with him

Loves when his partner cooks for him. He could eat a mountain of it and still not be sated

Kung Lao is excited whenever you walk into that kitchen. He's already thinking about how good the food is going to taste

Bi-Han really enjoys whatever you prepare for him. He doesn't have a favorite or preference. He is merely glad to have something to eat that was created by you

Tries his very best to eat the meals with you. He can be extremely busy as Grandmaster but when you have made him a meal, Bi-Han wants to share it with his lover

General Shao is quite pleased when his partner cooks and bakes for him. He expects such a service provided to him by his partner

His partner prepares grand meals for him and there is never a crumb left. Shao always boasts about his lover is more fantastic than any chef

Can't get enough of your cooking. It is his absolutely favorite and looks forward to it every night

Johnny could eat plate after plate if left unchecked. Using his social media to showcase your culinary prowess

Thinks it is sweet. Liu Kang doesn't have many preferences when it comes to home cooked meals as he enjoys visiting Madam Bo's but he makes an exception for his lover

Is always very gracious and polite, complimenting your cooking. And, of course, he insists with dining with you

Is honored that you would prepare meals for him and thanks you before even beginning to eat one

Really wants to return the gesture, and so, he does! Kuai Liang prepares you something wonderful that you can enjoy together

It can be difficult for him to stomach certain foods but he tries to eat all the meals you prepare for him

These meals remind him of time with his family and he can become quite saddened by this and may begin to stare off into the distance

[sunalee]

when you wish upon a star

prompt: our precious boys are part of a farytale (disney au).

with: joshua, dino, jeonghan and wonwoo.

ⅰ. 𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚, starring Hong Jisoo

“Well, there’s one thing: they can’t order me to stop dreaming.”

As the King's firstborn, Prince Joshua must fulfill his several obligations to the kingdom, including his long-pending marriage. He became tired of so many greedsome proposals and empty-willed madams; he just wishes for a truthful and kind one to love, and to be loved genuinely in return. The prince finally finds what he's been longing for, someone who isn't seeking the coins inside his pockets, or the power attached to his title, but his heart. And he doesn't care if the woman in question has no name or land: she has become his dream. And who would be the fool to prevent the prince from getting his dream?

"You are the one I want." he professes earnestly , the words he wished he could say before you vanished through that starry night; leaving only a glass slipper for his memories to rely on. Now that you're at his arm's reach, though, he won't let you leave in a hurry again. ever again. "You're my wish that came true: the wish from my heart. Please, don't take it away from me because of void rumors or expectations." Holding your smooth hands to his gloved ones, he nears himself into your warmth, pressing your foreheads together while keeping his soft, but intense gaze on your eyes. "Just let me love you, utterly, tenderly. As I know you'll do to me.

ⅱ. 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝, starring Lee Chan

“I know not who you are, or how I came to find you, but may I just say … hi. How ya doin’? The name’s Dino. How’s your day goin’, huh?”

Being an outlaw has its perks. Not that running away from guards and other crooks is anything fun, but the feeling of being free to go and do as he pleases it's too exciting. And lonely as well. Believe him, Dino was all fine by himself, but the moment he ventured inside that tall tower and found you there — caught by you, to be more precise —, something changed inside him. He never had so much fun with someone as he has with you, the feisty, clueless, and dreamy girl who wanted to see the lanterns up close. The gold of your tiara doesn't fill his eyes with glint anymore; it is you, and only you who's now capable of doing it so easily.

"You're beautiful." He cannot help but speak his mind, watching your features turning brighter with the lanterns around you. The most perfect sight in this whole world, he wanted to keep it engraved in his memory; keep you engraved in his heart as if this wasn't natural by now. Brushing a strand behind your ear, he stares at you in adoration,  gently taking his time to trace every inch of your face. And in silence, you both enjoy the dream that came true.

ⅲ. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝, starring Yoon Jeong-han

"Where would we walk? Where would we run? If we could stay all day in the sun? Just you and me. And I could be, part of your world."

That's what he longed for. Ever since he was little, Jeonghan yearns to know more of the surface. To feel the sand kissing his skin, to gaze at the blue day sky, to feel the warmth of the sun guiding his steps as he runs down the beach towards the unknown; to have legs. He just wanted to be part of this world, and maybe, just maybe, he could also stay by your side. The feeling of you fills his mind ever since he saved your life from that storm. And to know that you also wish for him, oh, how much he wants to just kiss his girl. And he's ready to do anything for that.

"Wait for me." He pleads lowly, watching as you wander around with your friends through the beach, unaware of the mermaid that admires you from afar, hidden in a heap of stones. His legs will soon be granted for him, as the sea witch promised in exchange for his voice. A careless decision, it might have been; but whatever happens, his dream will come true. He'll do whatever it takes for that. "I'm coming to you, my love."

ⅵ. 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐧, starring Jeon Wonwoo.

"The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all. You don't meet a girl like that every dynasty."

Never, in his five years as a captain in the Chinese army, has Wonwoo faced such a bewildering challenge: having a girl among his soldiers. He doesn't understand how he didn't notice it before, nor did his cadets, but being right or wrong, that defiant young woman is without a doubt the most talented and bravest warrior he has ever seen. And besides conquering the country's victory over the Huns, she won something else, something quite unbelievable to their teammates: the captain's once-cold heart. The one who once told her she didn't belong there, now bows in respect and fascination for China's savior, and princess.

"You have all of my gratitude." His tone is filled with acknowledgement and also a bit apologetic, for his past mistakes that he wishes nothing more but to fix them. He looks at you with pride in his eyes: pride for getting to know such an admirable woman. Pride of having the honor of fighting alongside her. Extending his hand for you to take, he coyly adds. "And my fondness, if you wish to have it."

a/n: my first work for this fandom, i hope you enjoyed this scenario as much as I did 💕

© sunalee 2024 — all rights reserved.

[cissyenthusiast010155]

You’re Too Good For Me ~Larissa Weems xBrienne of Tarth

Summary— Inspired by this post made by @franouo !! “WHAT IF (in an AU) Larissa survived Marylin's atack (SHE'S ALIVE) and needs protección AND somehow Brienne shows up, maybe a portal or time travel (idk how yet) and they start this kind of dry relationship in the begging for mutual interests, like Larissa needs protección (maybe debelop panic atacks after all the trauma) and Brienne needs help to come back to Westeros and the only person who can help is Larissa because all the principal of a "Magic school" thing like Brienne says but with in the time pass they break each others walls and start falling for each other.”

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Warnings: NSFW, smut, eating out, fingering, kissing, implied loss of virginity, flustering, first times, first orgasm, strangers to friends to lovers, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

By the grace of god or whatever supreme fucking being, Larissa has survived Marilyn’s nightshade poisoning. Everyone said that it had been a miracle. No one had been known to survive nightshade poisoning in the past…

Larissa, of course, was relieved to have survived. She was grateful, mostly. But part of her struggled with the fact that she had indeed died for an extended amount of time. And that she had then come back to life…

It was hard for the blonde to comprehend. The whole experience had thoroughly traumatized the principal… She couldn’t go a day without our heightened anxiety, couldn’t go a week without at least one panic attack.

As the school year came to a close, the events of that fatal night fading into the past, and all the students got sent home, Larissa was left pretty much on her own at the school, as most of the staff had gone too. There were certain responsibilities that the principal had to uphold over the summer at Nevermore, such as keeping the school in good shape for the upcoming school year.

Even though it had been weeks, Larissa felt her anxiety, and panic, and vigilance like her near death experience had occurred yesterday…

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One particularly hot summer day, Larissa was making her daily rounds of the school, when she saw a shimmer of blue gleaming in the morning sun down the road from the school.

The blue figure came closer and closer, and Larissa made out the person to be some kind of knight…? The knight came through the gates and walked up to Larissa. At a closer glance, the blonde principal realized that the tall knight was in fact a lady.

“Excuse me? Can I help you…?” Larissa asked.

The woman looked breathless and confused.

“Sorry to bother you, madam… but are you Lady Weems?” Brienne asked.

Larissa was taken aback slightly by the formal title. But she kept her cool demeanor.

“I am. And you are?”

“My name is Brienne of Tarth. I have traveled far to your land to request your aid.” The blonde knight explained.

Larissa looked at the woman puzzled.

“Oh…? And what for?” She asked.

“It seems I accidentally was portaled to your land, M’Lady, and I need assistance to get back. I was told by a fellow traveler that you and your school for magic would hold answers.” Brienne breathed out.

Larissa pursed her lips and nodded slowly.

“Why don’t you come in, Brienne…?” She offered, indicating with her hand to the school.

Brienne’s eyes lit up and she nodded.

“Yes M’Lady…!”

“Larissa will do just fine, Darling.” Larissa insisted, putting her hand up and shooing Briennes formal title aside.

Brienne blushed lightly and nodded. Larissa then led the other tall blonde up to the school, through the corridors, and into her office. Larissa shut the door behind her, and indicated for Brienne to take a seat.

Brienne then spent a better part of an hour explaining how she had somehow traveled through space and time. She had been pulled through a blueish-purple glowing portal, against her will, and turned up in Vermont. After Brienne had finally finished her tarry tale, she asked the begging question,

“So, Larissa… Will you help me return to Westeros?”

Larissa smiled and nodded.

“I cannot promise anything, but I will certainly try my hardest, Darling.” She breathed out.

Brienne’s eyes sparkled with gratitude and hope.

“Thank you M’l—Larissa. How can I ever repay you…??” The knight asked.

“It’s no trouble, Darling, really I insist.”

“No please, let me return the favor…” Brienne insisted.

Larissa signed and contemplated.

“Very well. Now that you mention it…” she breathed out, “I could use your protection…”

Brienne nodded immediately.

“I understand, and you shall have it, Larissa…!” She exclaimed.

This made Lariss smile. She appreciated that Brienne hadn’t pried into why she wanted protection. And she felt grateful at the woman’s eagerness to help.

And that was how Larissa and Brienne’s mutual beneficial relationship started. Brienne was quick to move into the castle, taking one of the available staff private quarters.

The relationship at the beginning was dry and base on pure mutual interest. Larissa did her daily duties to care for Nevermore, and on the side, she back researching possible solutions for Brienne’s return.

Brienne insisted that she help the tall, blonde principal with some of the school duties. Larissa at first wouldn’t hear of it, but then the school caretaker quit on her, and she was forced to face the idea of cleaning all of Nevermore on her own until she could hire a new caretaker. So Larissa let Brienne help her by keeping the grounds clean and tidy, especially the outside.

On the days where Larissa was really riddled with anxiety and panic, Brienne was more than happy to take up more responsibility. Larissa began to trust the woman as she proved herself to be quite capable.

And slowly, the relationship between Larissa and Brienne began to shift…

Brienne and Larissa got into the habit of spending their evenings together. They would sip wine and talk the night away. It got easier and easier as the time slipped by.

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“So you are a knight from where you are from?” Larissa asked the other woman, putting her feat up and relaxing in her chair after a long day.

“Mhmmm, yes Westeros…” Brienne sighed.

“That must be difficult…” Larissa sympathized.

“Dear God you have no idea…” Brienne chuckled, using humor to hide her pain and suffering.

“Tell me about it…? If you wish…” the blonde principal cooed softly.

Brienne eventually opened up to the struggle she faced as a female knight back home. She poured her heart out in vulnerability, talking about the pain and suffering she’d endured to get where she was today.

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In turn and when Larissa was ready, she began opening up about her death.

“What about you…? I imagine something must have happened…” Brienne prodded, trying not to be too pushy as she knew this was a touchy subject for the other woman.

“I…” Larissa stammered, pausing and taking a deep breath, “I died.”

Brienne had assumed something traumatic must have had happened to the blonde woman, as many nights, Brienne found herself rushing to Larissa’s quarters to comfort the woman from her night terrors and panic attacks.

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Soon, the two women began to develop a true bond. And now, Larissa dreaded the say when they figured out how to bring Brienne home. And Brienne dreaded the day Larissa wouldn’t want her around anymore, enough to figure it out.

On just another evening, the women were sitting in Larissa’s office. This evening, Brienne wasn’t drinking, she was too wound up.

“Everything alright, Darling…?” Larissa asked, taking a sip of her wine.

Brienne sighed.

It was bugging her. Her impending leave.

The summer was almost up, the school year would start again, and Larissa would have no time for her anymore…

“I… Simply wound too tight today it seems…” Brienne breathed out.

Larissa pursed her lips and nodded slowly.

“Anything in particular making you anxious…?” She asked.

Brienne bit her lip and looked away. Larissa sat up and placed a hand on Brienne’s thigh.

And Brienne gasped. Loud.

“Talk to me, love. Please…” Larissa pled.

Brienne gulped. Her heart began to race, and her cheeks went rosy red.

“I… don’t want to leave” she whispered in confession.

The knight looked down in sadness, not being able to meet the other woman’s gaze. She expected Larissa to condemn her or get angry.

But instead, Larissa’s one hand caresses Brienne’s thigh in calming circles, and her other hand came under to cup Brienne’s chin. Larissa moved the woman’s head to meet her gaze.

As Brienne met Larissa’s eyes, she saw sparkling orbs. They weren’t filled with anger, no… care…? understanding…? something else…??

Brienne’s breath was bated and shallow.

“Hey, it’s okay, Darling. Take a deep breath” Larissa breathed out in comfort.

And that Brienne did. She took several, before meeting Larissa’s gaze one more.

Now the blonde principal’s eye flickered away from Brienne’s gaze, down to the blue knights lips and back up. It was just for a fraction of a second, but it was clear.

“I… I don’t want you to leave either.” Larissa breathed out softly.

Their eyes were locked together, stuck in this trance, Larissa’s hands still on Brienne’s chin and thigh. Brienne bit her lip anxiously, her stomache having erupts with butterfly’s.

They were entranced by each other’s gaze, presence, being… Each blond wanted the other’s lips on their own. Now it was Brienne’s turn for her gaze to flicker down to the other woman’s lips.

Larissa took this as her cue to lean forward more, bringing the two impossibly close. Brienne instinctually leaned further forward, leaving mere centimeters in space between their lips. But it was Larissa who closed the gap, her soft, plump lips pressing into Brienne’s lips.

Brienne immediately let out a light gasp. At first Larissa thought that it wasn’t a good sign, until Brienne suddenly grasped Larissa’s upper body with both hands and tugged her closer and tight. Larissa let out a breathy groan, her lips not pressed and bruised against Brienne’s.

Larissa began exploring, letting her tongue run along the other’s lips. Brienne immediately hummed in delight, leading to the blonde principal to start nipping and putting more playfulness into the kiss.

The more hums and gasps and sighs Larissa pulled from the blonde’s lips, the more encouraged she felt to heat up the kiss, until the two of them finally had to pull away for oxygen after a solid couple of minutes of breathless kissing.

Brienne blushed and looked away, as Larissa met the her gaze.

“Was that alright…?” Larissa asked.

Brienne blushed even harder and bit her lip, nodding slowly. Her gaze returned to the other woman’s.

“Perfect” Brienne whispered.

Now it was Larissa’s turn to blush and look away. Before Larissa could look back at Brienne, the knight pressed her lips against the blonde principal’s.

The kiss reignited, this time more heated and just as passionate. It started to become sloppy, tongues intertwining and breath mingling. Moans and groans escaping both women’s mouths.

Larissa’s hand on the other woman’s right began to push up on her thigh, riding Brienne’s night gown further and further up. Her other hand found purchase behind Brienne’s neck.

Brienne’s hands then sprung for Larissa’s hips, pulling the woman practically in her lap. Larissa groaned and bucked her hips into the knights lap. Brienne’s eyes threatened to roll back.

“M-more more more…” Brienne chanted in a whimpering plea.

Larissa couldn’t deny the beautiful knight. She slid down off of the couch, and she guided Brienne to lay back on the couch. Brienne’s panting was erotic and loud, spurring Larissa on even more.

Kneeling in between Brienne’s legs and at the edge of the couch, Larissa looked up at the desperate woman.

It only now struck each woman what they were about to do.

But the exchanged glances solidified the fact that neither of them would regret it, and that they both wanted it just as bad as the other.

“Spread your legs for me, Darling…” Larissa breathed out in her sultry tone.

God Brienne felt sparks and waves of pleasure from this woman’s voice alone… She’d never felt this good before.

Brienne laid back all the way on the couch and immediately spread her legs for the blonde principal. Larissa sat herself right in front of Brienne’s core, rolling up her night gown and staring at the knights gleaming sex.

“W-what…?” Brienne stuttered, already starting to bliss out and confused as to why Larissa was merely staring.

“So pretty…” Larissa breathed out, entranced by Brienne and her dripping cunt.

Before Brienne could respond, Larissa had dove into her pussy. She wasted no time in slurping away at Brienne’s juices. Brienne’s hand jolted to Larissa’s hair, tightly grabbing her head by her pinned locks and shoving her further into her own cunt in desperation. Her other hand flew to the couch, scrunching the material in a tight fist.

“Ah ah AhhhHhH Larissa—” Brienne moaned out, her head thrown back and her eyes screwed shut.

Larissa licked through the woman’s folds, sucked and tapped her clit, bit and nipped at her inner thighs. All of this only made Brienne closer and louder. Her hold on Larissa’s hair tightened impossibly tight.

“Ah AhHhhHhhHh—!!!” Brienne cried out, her back arching and her hips jerking towards Larissa.

And when Larissa’s fingers began to circle Brienne’s entrance, and then actually entered the woman… Brienne lost it.

“God Lariss—AHHH…!!” Brienne screamed, “Faster FASTER—!!!” She begged.

The woman tore both her hands up towards her head. Larissa watched Brienne mesmerized the entire time. She added another finger and fucked her faster, fastening her lips to the woman clit. With a couple harsh sucks, Brienne snapped.

Brienne shed jolted back as she screamed through her orgasm. Her back arched even further, her body pulsed. She saw stars and her walls clenched hard around Larissa’s fingers.

“AH AH AH ahhh AhhhHhHH—!!” Brienne moaned and cried out.

Larissa watched jaw dropped as she fingered the woman through her orgasm.

She’d never seen anything so beautiful…

Once her cunt had stopped pulsating and clenching, Larissa slowly removed her digits. She just looked up at Brienne speechless.

Eventually, Brienne lowered her hands to reveal her hard blush.

“S-sorry… mm was too loud…” Brienne murmured.

Larissa shook her head with an open mouth. She promptly shut her mouth upon realizing how long she’d kept it open.

“No no, I… Was…. Was I that good..??” She breathlessly reassured her.

Brienne blushed furiously.

“I… I’d never… never you know…” Brienne whispered.

Larissa’s eyes widened and her jaw dropped again.

“Oh Lord, I didn’t even ask. I am so sorry, Darling—” the blonde principal began rambling.

But she was cut off by Brienne lunging forward, taking Larissa face in her hands, and smashing her lips against hers. She pulled away after a moment, and the other woman had her answer.

Brienne was beaming and Larissa couldn’t help the little smirk on her face.

“Perhaps a bath…” Larissa suggested softly.

“Don’t you…?” Brienne asked, concerned that Larissa hadn’t been helped.

But Larissa shook her head.

“Later. You need to be taken care of first, Darling.” She insisted.

Brienne blushed furiously yet again, before happily being led by Larissa to her private bathroom to take a bath together.

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Brienne of Tarth Masterlist

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Lucifer has been seemingly more distant than usual as you barely ever see him around the house anymore. It also worried you that Mammon’s name was yelled through the halls lesser than usual and it was hard to believe that Mammon was actually behaving himself.

After a few days of this, you figured that perhaps something was wrong, possibly Diavlo managed to dump another huge pile of student council work on the poor demon.

You figured that was the case due to the amount of meetings the council has been holding lately. There was probably a lot going on now that it's almost “summer break” break time and they have to plan events. (even though there really is no summer in Devildom).

On the other hand, Lucifer has slowly begun to skip more and more meals. This meant you were always bringing him anything you could save from the grasps of the other brothers. Especially Beel. He even enjoyed your human world cooking the most so it was odd to see him miss out on the delicacies you provided.

However, this time you managed to save a decent amount of food by giving Beel some Grimm to get desserts at Madam Screams with his twin brother, who you also had to pay to go. He was so overjoyed that he started drooling a bit and ran off with a sleepy in Belphie in tow.

You shook your head with a smile and started to make your way up the stairs, each step felt painfully long and loud with the lightly creaky floor boards. However, you still tried to be as quite as possible because running into another one of the 4 brothers would be a big obstacle that you didn’t want to deal with.

When you arrived at the secret passage in the library, with no strings attached, a sigh of relief left your lungs. One of your hands was full with a dinner plate so with your other you knocked three times. (my memory is fuzzy and can't really remember how you get into his secret office thing so just bare with me on this one)

"Hey Lucifer, it's me, MC!" You slightly raised your voice so he could hear you through the door, "uhhh, it was my turn to make dinner tonight so I managed to save you some!"

Of course you would always knocked on Lucifer's door. You knew better once you saw what happened to the other brothers multiple times when they tried to sneak into Lucifer's room.

After letting the demon become aware of your presence outside, an audible sigh was heard from the inside and then,

"Come in." The voice you knew all too well called from inside.

One that note, you managed to open the door without dropping the plate, balancing it in your other hand. You then made your way to his desk as a slight smile was shown on your face.

Lucifer's posture was not the best as he had a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of his nose with a pen in his hand. A bunch of papers scattered across large desk.

"My apologies, you know I don’t mean to seem rude by missing out on your dinner. I hope you know that you truly are my favorite chef in this entire house, but Diavolo needs all these papers read through and signed by tomorrow’s council meeting." He explained.

"Don't worry, I already know you weren't trying to be rude. I figured that paperwork must have been the issue anyway, so now I am here to save the day." You inquired as a playful small flashed across your face.

You took the papers in the middle of the desk and brushed them aside making space for the warm dinner plate still in your hand. You tried not to mess his work up too much but you didn't want anything to spill off the plate as it was kind of packed to the brim with food.

"MC, what are you doing?" The blacked hair demon questioned and slightly raised his eyebrow at you in response.

"Making sure you eat, that's all. And while you do that I'll be working on whatever needs to be done so it's almost like you didn't take a break at all!" You explained as you reached over and took Lucifer's reading glasses off his head, resting them upon your nose instead. Lucifer seemed ticked off at first but he knew he couldn't get mad, you were only being playful and trying to help.

A soft but yet deep chuckle left his lips as he shook his head at you, yet he still picked up the utensils and began to eat the food you prepared anyway.

You were standing next to the side of his desk trying to read the papers that were in English, but many of them happened to be in the language the demons seemed to use regularly, so you couldn't understand much.

A sigh escaped your lips, "I'm sorry Lucifer but I don't understand even half these documents.." you said as you looked defeated. Lucifer finished this plate of food quickly and set it aside, now ready to get back to work yet again.

"Don't worry, I didn't expect you to. However, it was amusing to watch you try to read them in confusion." He chuckled again as he stole his reading glasses back, "Why don't you take a seat, you've been standing this whole time."

You looked around his study but the only seat happened to be the one he was sitting in.

Confused you asked, "Um.. where do you want me to sit? I mean I could just sit on the floor if that's ok?" Your response came out more like a question than you intended.

"You humans are so clueless sometimes." Lucifer said as he shook his head in amusement.

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean!" You wined a bit at his snarky comment.

The demon patted the spot on his lap signaling that he wanted you to sit... there. Your face heated up a tad as your mouth made an "oh", realizing what he meant all along.

"A-.. Are you sure? I mean I don't want to disturb you..." You stuttered a bit, making you even more embarrassed by the situation.

"You said you wanted to help me right? I'm not saying you have to do anything, but having you near me would be beneficial." Lucifer explained with a smirk across his face.

"Fine." Was all you said as you climbed into the demons lap. You straddled his waist and rested your head on his shoulder as your hands gently rested on his sides, wrapping around him. After you were situated he wrapped one arm around your waist as well, his dominant hand then picking up the previously dropped pen and began working again.

You could've sworn you felt him leave a small kiss on your head, but maybe you were imagining things. You were tired after all.

Breathing in his cologne made you feel more relaxed than ever. You let out a soft sigh as your eyelids left heavy and your breathing started to slow down and even out. After just a few minutes you were out like a light in a peaceful sleep. Lucifer didn't notice until after some time. His hand cramped up a bit so he took a second to place the pen down, but when he looked down at you, his eyes softened.

He checked the time on his watch and realized that it was later than he thought it was. Picking you up with you still against his chest, he brought you down the hall to where your own room was located. Opening the door strategically with you still in his arms, he made his way over to your comfy bed and set you down as gently as possible.

Once you were laid down nicely, he softly brushed stray hair from your face. It was no doubt that you happened to be a descendent of Lilith, you definitely had the most angelic features Lucifer had ever laid eyes upon.

Just as he was about to leave your side and head back to his study, you stirred in your sleep, noticing the warmth he provided you was gone.

"Please... please stay." Was all you managed to mumble out as you slightly reached your tired hand out him. He took a second to think about your offer.

"Fine but only this once." He said, too exhausted to fight back.

He removed his suit coat and hung it on the edge of the bed frame and placed his other articles of clothing at the foot of the bed. By the time he was done he was left in his button down dress shirt and boxers. He was a bit embarrassed to sleep with you in this minimal amount of clothing, but he wouldn't be able to ever get comfortable and sleep in a suit and dress pants.

Once he laid down next to your figure, you instinctively cuddled close to his chest missing his warmth already. Lucifer smiled as he looked down at you as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. With a heavy sigh, he relaxed as well and wrapped both his arms around your waist, bringing you even closer than before. He knew that he never wanted to let you go.

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[nakanotamu]

good day madam, i am a hungry lesbian in need of your gayest wresting moments. can you spare me a cup of gay?

Anon you have come to the right person. Everything's been leading up to this. This is what it's all been for. This will probably be long.

Anon I got so excited about this I even solicited my friends for THEIR gayest moments so I'll do those first. You were recommended:

Mahiro Kiryu briefly getting a takarazuka gimmick in TJPW's Hyper Misao produced show HYPE

Giulia vs Konami from the 5 Star GP 2021, which was described as "the first match I remember watching and going OH MY GOD KONAMI AND GIULIA ARE FUCKING", and their feud did later give us a promo where Konami was like "Hey Giulia, you know how I bully you and you like it?" and Giulia was like "Ahaha, yeah?" and Konami was like "Well that's basically our entire relationship, so there you go." She did have examples.

pretty much anything with Raku/Pom Harajuku/Yuki Aino in TJPW, who my friends have lovingly dubbed the Pomycule

Okay enough from them though. You didn't ask them, you asked me and I asked them. Now for the me. I think it's important to note as well, anon, that not all of the gay shit in wrestling happens in a match, or even in the ring. Sometimes it's just shit on social media, a lot of the time it happens at press conferences, you must maintain constant vigilance. Anyway.

Whatever the fuck Syuri and Utami have going on, which I wrote about here.

There was the time Himeka kissed Syuri last year

There was Komomo enjoying getting beat up by Saki Kashima a Little Too Much, which I wrote about here.

There was the exchange between Utami and Syuri at the press conference for Stardom Gold Rush last year

There was Tam Nakano starting an entire faction to, in her own words, surround herself with women with big boobs (their focus has since shifted)

There was AliKaba, the tag team of Giulia and Syuri, which was basically just one long enactment of gay longing from Giulia

There was the time Giulia posted this picture with the caption ^-^ and then deleted it

There was the time FWC, the tag team of Hazuki and Koguma, spent 5 hours in the bath together (sadly they just talked about that I don't have pictures)

another time FWC both got matching bruises at the same time, and then later confirmed that yes they got them together. In the bath again

There were both Cosmic Rules matches at Stardom in Showcase 1 & 2 which I unfortunately don't have any great screenshots of but I'm positive were inspired by lesbian porn

There are constant small exchanges like this that don't even have a lot of context they just happen all the time

There was the time Hikari Noa had a hardcore match against Nao Kakuta and after they did this

There was the time Mina Shirakawa spat on Saya Kamitani and then licked her face

There was this shit in Act Wres Girlz, which for the record kind of depressingly does not do gay stories super frequently but has legitimately I think the highest percentage of out wrestlers I've seen in any company

There was the brief Tam Syuri feud which shockingly somehow did not involve anyone kissing but had the vibe that they were kissing mentally the entire time

There was every single exchange Tam and Natsupoi had before they realized they were still in love with each other but ESPECIALLY their cage match

And, for my money, the gay moment that lives the largest and dearest and most bittersweet in my mind was when Tam and Unagi had their singles match as part of the 5 Star GP last year, which was, unknown to us at the time, something of a farewell tour for Unagi before she went freelance, where afterwards they hugged in the ring for two minutes and then kissed.

I'm gonna cut myself off there but trust me I could go on and on and on for way too long but that's why I think you should watch for yourself. Wrestling is always moving and new gay stuff is always happening. In conclusion,

[behindthesoul]

MK Characters and Thanksgiving

Masterlist

Note: Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate! I figured I should post something for the holiday. This is also my announcement to let everyone know it’s time to send in the Christmas/winter themed requests!! <3

Characters: Johnny Cage, Liu Kang, Raiden, Kenshi, Kung Lao, Ashrah, Syzoth.

Warnings: Food and alcohol mentions

Note: This is all based on things my family and I do/have done for Thanksgiving.

Johnny Cage

His own family is kind of ehhh so he jumps at the opportunity to host his new pals for Thanksgiving. He’s happy to be the one to introduce the holiday to the non-Americans/non-Earthrealmers. Can’t cook for shit so most of the food is catered, but he does know Grandma Carlton’s apple pie recipe by heart and tries to make it himself. Surprisingly, he isn’t bad at cooking.

He shows everyone the classic special A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving. It’s important for everyone to view the cartoon that shaped his childhood. Has the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade on TV and later watches the Cowboys, Lions, and whatever other NFL teams play that day.

Johnny Cage is your stereotypical American whose favorite dish is apple pie.

Liu Kang

Says he’s only coming to show his face and wish everyone a happy holiday but he truly wants to be there. It brings him a sense of nostalgia and comfort. Johnny Cage from his timeline used to throw holiday gatherings. Seeing everyone together “again” is bittersweet. He’s emotional, sad that he’ll never see his buddies again. No one could ever tell what he’s feeling; Liu Kang has mastered stoicism.

As a god, he doesn’t feel hunger, nor does he eat much. He may try a few bites of something after Johnny nudges him to, only out of sheer politeness. Liu Kang prefers watching everyone else eat and talk to each other. Everyone’s happy, Earthrealm’s at peace, he’s happy.

Liu Kang thought the turkey was fine, even if it was a bit dry.

Raiden

Accepted the invitation immediately. Enjoys what Thanksgiving is supposed to represent, a little miffed to see no cares about that; only the food. Tries to instill gratefulness in the get together. Makes everyone go around and say what they’re grateful for. Probably stands up and gives a speech about how he’s grateful for Lord Liu Kang and his new allies. It would be annoying if it was anyone else lmfao.

Tries almost everything just to be nice but mostly eats food he’s used to. Can’t blame a guy for having his likes! Raiden eats until he’s full. He’s the one telling Kung Lao to not take so much food so everyone else can have some. Raiden talks to all of his friends but probably sticks to Liu Kang and Kung Lao. It’s just natural for him.

Raiden liked the mashed potatoes.

Kenshi

Wanted to leave Sento at home so Johnny wouldn’t get ideas but…he also needed to “see” so Sento was brought to the event. He just made sure to keep it far away from Johnny. Probably shows up with alcohol.

Only eats “normal” food. Anything that looks like it came out of Johnny’s imagination will not be consumed by Kenshi. Like Raiden, he only eats a modest amount. Most of his time is spent bantering with the others. Jokingly says no when Johnny asks if he wants to come back next year. He definitely will though.

Kenshi liked the alcohol he brought the sweet potatoes with the little marshmallows on top.

Kung Lao

Is the one who eats several plates of food and packs several to-go plates. Almost starts a drinking contest with Johnny but is stopped by several people. Just decided to postpone the drinking contest to another day. He’ll bet on the NFL games with Raiden. Neither of them know what the hell is going on. Gloats when his team wins.

Tells Johnny what food he wants to see next year, and the year after that, and the year after that. Promises to ask Madam Bo to make some food to bring to the next Thanksgiving. He and Johnny have the next 10 years planned out.

His favorite dish is probably something savory like roast beef.

Ashrah

Delighted to be invited to a group event. She never expected to have a home, Ashrah is forever grateful to Earthrealm for letting her in. She’s very happy to have her first taste at an Earthrealm holiday. Ashrah shows up bright and early! She and Johnny watch the Thanksgiving parade together. There’s a childlike gleam in her eyes when she sees all the balloons. She also watches the football games on TV. Not because she particularly cares about it, but because she wants to participate in all the traditions.

Ashrah tries each dish but can’t find one she likes more than the others. All the new textures and tastes are a bit overwhelming, so she passes on the opportunity to try more. Maybe next year!

Ashrah doesn’t have a favorite dish, she still has to get used to Earthrealm food.

Syzoth

Same as Ashrah - he’s just happy to be there. Spends most of his time talking to others…and by “others,” I mean Ashrah. The food is hot and makes the air slightly warm. It makes Syzoth incredibly happy. He’ll come back every year just to feel the warmth in Johnny’s house.

Syzoth can’t stomach human food. His stomach rejects food by giving him intense pains. It usually doesn’t bother him, but today he’s a bit upset. Everything smells nice! He wants to try everything :(

Maybe someday Syzoth will be able to handle human foods.

[lugarn]

Sex Worker Camp & Groundbreaking in Playboyy

You might say that sex worker camp is a genre that doesn't exist. 

You'd be wrong! For as long as there has been camp, there has been sex worker camp. Buckle up for a long meta!

I think the easiest, most well-known example of camp that touches on SW camp is Rocky Horror! Rocky is literally a gay sex bot in a narrative that's about exploring your sexual desires against the backdrop of what society has told you those desires are. He got to figure out what his desires were, even though he was created for a particular purpose! 

Sex work camp also engages with the fears of sex workers, since camp often engages (in ways that sometimes seem absurd) with the fears of the characters. I don't mean specifically a character's personal fears as much as I mean their fears for the role society has determined they have. We in theory have no caste systems in most countries today, but sex workers are still somehow usually at the bottom of the social hierarchy despite that.

That's a thing I love about sex work camp: the juxtaposition of desire and knowing that whatever desire you have has little place because you have a job or are performing a role. Ownership and roles are themes that are visited and revisited in Playboyy. In every single episode, there are questions about who owns who, and what the person being owned feels about the fact that they lack freedom, and exploring the ways in which every single one of the workers chooses or doesn't choose to be owned. 

The longer the show goes on, the deeper and more extreme we have gotten with roles and the limitations of roles, from the question of Zouey and his desires in episode one to the fact that Porsche and Prom are both sugaring for the same daddy and the things that means for both of them. There's been a satisfying (campy) heightening and recommitment to the theme in every episode with the roles and ownership becoming more and more complex and interconnected.

Another theme of sex work camp that is visited and re-visited is "characters doing sex work enjoy sex/sex work". Why? Because the dominant (heteropatriarchal) narrative is that sex workers are doing that job because we've been forced/"Circumstances". 

I know this is really putting myself out there, but I know people must be wondering, so let's go there: here's my connections to sex work! I grew up in a family where consensual, by-choice sex work was normalized and I spent a lot of time passively absorbing information about sex work and the people who do it. My family is incredibly sex-positive; a member of my family was a madam pre-covid; former and current sex workers are the celebrated decades-long partners of multiple members of my family. That's just my background, though. 

Most of my own personal experience is survival sex work--exchanging sex for things that meet your immediate needs, most often done by people living on or adjacent to the streets, often those with gaps in education. I was homeless at the time I was doing it; I didn't graduate high school. My story has been told a hundred times by a hundred different people. This is part of why I am so passionate on the subject of other narratives about sex workers and other types of sex work getting a chance to feature in media; my story is not just represented but over-represented. But the stories of people I know and love who engaged with the sex work industry far longer than me are still nowhere to be found.

Playboyy showcases sex workers as full people, no different than the rich boys they are dating/'dating', using their full agency to decide what are the best options in their own situations. It treats these decisions as correct and meaningful and doesn't treat the act of choosing sex work as pitiable or an inherently negative choice. The narrative also doesn't punish the characters for doing sex work.

(I'm aware it seems very much that Nant got hurt during sex work. They are going to great pains to humanize that pain, but there are other people whose narratives aren't about them being hurt by sex work: Teena, Soong, Jump. That's how you show a well-rounded story.)

This is the most obvious aspect of the subversive way Playboyy showcases sex work, but Playboyy's also gotten into so many other important things that people who aren't aware of sex worker priorities don't realize might be important. 

If you've read opinions from sex workers or spoken to us it's very likely you've heard what problems we have with past portrayals of sex work and sex workers in TV/movies, but if you haven't, people much more qualified to write essays than me have written much better, journalist-quality pieces. Chaospikachu produced some pretty good sources on this post; they are good jumping off points that will give you ideas about what things to google further if that's your jam. (And you should google further--people have been talking about these things since usenet.)

In my experience, many former and current sex workers watch media with us in it because we love us even if society doesn't. I approach media featuring sex work skeptically and expect to be disappointed, but in spite of that approach I have found myself pleasantly surprised so far with Playboyy. The show does have problems, of course--no piece of media is without fault--but there's not much comparison for what they're doing because they've committed so fully to the ideal of 'sex worker camp' that in six (of fourteen) episodes they've already gone leaps and bounds past the places other media stopped.

Here's a little list of other things I've seen in Playboyy that I either haven't seen elsewhere or have seen so rarely that it's still groundbreaking:

SW and clients navigating starting/maintaining a relationship! This is sometimes taboo to talk about, but it happens. It happens a damn lot. Humans are humans, we just fall in love sometimes but this isn't an experience that gets to typically be seen in a complete, unflinching way. There are good parts and bad! I've known people who made it work and I've known people who crashed and burned; there are a lot of really predictable hurdles to pass and Teena/Zouey, Nuth/Phop, and Soong/First are showcasing these in a way no other media I've seen even tries to when depicting this type of relationship.

So many different types of sex work, and sex workers not sticking to one type of work either! This is much more realistic and reflective of my experiences; making money at sex work is often a matter of a lot more weaving of separate hustles together than people who aren't used to poverty seem to have the ability to understand. I can only think of a few very specific and specialized types of sex work that I haven't seen in the show yet and that's weird and wild (positive)! Normally there's one, maybe two or three types of sex work in evidence in a show about sex work so having lots of different types all co-existing is beautiful to me.

Sex workers fucking sex workers for fun and experience! It's so common in my experience but it's not something I've ever seen done before, and the way that they are showing many different types of ways of this happening makes me even happier. (So far we've gotten us having sex with us in these circumstances: for clients, as a means of protection, as a way to 'prove' yourself, and for tutelage.) There can be a real feeling of camaraderie and competition with fellow workers sometimes and Playboyy captures this like nothing I've seen before. 

Sex workers having boundaries! Even mid-sex. And the boundaries aren't treated as a joke or a comedic moment that the client then disregards. They're moments of real communication where the boundary gets respected or the encounter ends, for better or worse.

Sex workers having nuanced, complex feelings! Not just about the sex work, but also the events in their lives and each other. Their relationships are complex and give glimpses of how much more there is to be uncovered! Partying, laughing, being angry, being verklempt, finding enemies and finding family with each other. Crying, too, yeah. But there's a whole spectrum of feelings on display beyond the normal tragic ones that are 'allowed', including the desire for sex inside and outside of sex work.

Everyone communicates to the best of their ability! This isn't just a sex worker thing--it applies to First and Zouey as well--but it's normal for media about sex workers to actually involve a lot of misunderstandings that don't get fully discussed. The misunderstandings between characters Playboyy get treated as serious and  discussed in a way I haven't seen other BLs show before. Misunderstandings aren't a chance for Plot to fester, but rather a chance for reconciliation. It's just plain great modeling of healthy communication.

All of this and more adds up to Playboyy being a show that knows who their intended audience is and commits to that audience over and over week after week. Not by painting our experiences as flat or singular, but by fully committing to showing a very wide swath of our experiences and humanizing every single choice. You don't have to understand or like the show for these things to still be huge and important for SW representation. 

Playboyy is just casually doing what it's doing regardless of the larger opinion, which is the most sex worker camp part of it all. The show knows what it is about even if fandom hasn't figured things out yet.

[mysterious-ocarina]

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marauder!Sirius Black x reader

(A/N fyi, im american so i’ll prolly get alot of british terms wrong, or just call stuff by what americans say. Warning for calling sirius a massive whore many times)

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You are Remus Lupin’s twin sister. Y/n Lupin. Thankfully you didn’t share his monthly problem, though. People liked to joke that you and Remus were exactly alike, just different genders. That would be true from an outsider, but the Marauders knew your differences.

Both of you usually had your nose stuck in a book until someone *cough* Sirius *cough* distracts you from it. You and Remus were both studious and kept up with all of your grades. Lastly, you were both witty, sarcastic, and had a dry sense of humor. This is all that anyone outside the Marauders would see.

To the Marauders, you were excitable and loud while Remus was more calm and collected. You were known for being disorganized, which surprises people who know you have good grades. You were also easy to anger at any moment, which Remus only relates to when his moon problem comes  around.

While you were a part of the Marauders, you weren’t a part of their pranks. This was because you were the subject of the pranks. This makes you even more studious because you get the privilege of having to learn all the reverse charms for whatever the boys do to you.

You have mastered reversing any kind of hair charms, charms that change the color green back to red, and charms that have to do with writing. The boys thought it was funny to try and read your diary but only read insults in return. They begged you for the charm, and in turn left you alone for a week. You still have no clue what they wanted the charm for.

Sirius always seemed to be the leader of the pranks thrown on you. Every once in a while, if it was too much, Remus would stand up for you but that wasn’t too often. He enjoyed tormenting his sister as much as the rest of his friends.

Right now you were in the library studying with Lily for an upcoming test. You were searching through the pile of textbooks you had on your table, “Do you have that book about the Goblin Rebellion of 1880?”

“No, it wasn’t on the shelf when I looked for it. Someone else probably has it,” Lily replied.

“I’ll go see if it's returned yet,” you told her, before walking away. 

You read each section of the library until you came to the Goblin area. You found the book you needed but it was just barely out of your reach. You stood on your toes to try and reach it but failed. Just as you were going to pull out your wand to accio it to you, a long arm reached for the book above you.

You turned around to see who it was, but you were displeased to see none other than the stunning face of Sirius Black. He was caging you in between himself and the bookshelf.

“I need that, Black,” you huffed out.

“Oh, that’s too bad. This book looks mighty interesting to me. Might ask Madame Pince if I can check it out for a while,” Sirius fauxed seriousness. You knew that he didn’t need the book, he probably didn’t even read the cover. He just loved to piss you off.

“I didn’t know you could read, Black,” you quipped.

He smiled at your remark, “I’ll give you this book, but I think you should give me something in return.”

“What could you possibly want?” you asked, getting angry that he is taking away from your studying time.

He offered you a smug look before replying, “A nice long snog.”

Red in the face, you slapped him before seething, “Don’t you have a million slags? Go ask one of them.”

You missed the smile that Sirius had while he held his red cheek.

You stomped off back to Lily. She noticed your sour mood and your empty hands, “What happened?”

“I ran into a bloody twat is what happened,” you hissed. She immediately knew you were talking about Sirius Black. You both often went to each other when James and Sirius pissed you guys off.

You tried studying to cool off. You knew that you were kind of temperamental but Sirius just knew how to press the right buttons to get you fuming.

Not long after you sat down, the book you needed was floating down in front of you. You grabbed it before looking around for Sirius to yell at him but you couldn’t find him.

“What's that?” Lily questioned pointing at the book. There was a piece of parchment sticking out of the pages.

You pulled it out to show her. There was a moving doodle of a dog panting with some writing under it. You read it aloud to Lily, “You are paws-itively gorgeous.”

You briefly blushed before seething, “He’s as bad as Potter.”

Lily hummed in agreement before going back to her book. You briefly thought about crumpling the parchment, but decided to stick it in your robe pocket instead. There’s no harm in secretly keeping it.

Once both you and Lily decided that you had studied enough, you guys made your way to the great hall to eat dinner with Marlene and the boys. When you walked in, you saw Sirius flirting with a Hufflepuff girl who’s name you didn’t know.

You sat down next to Marlene before whispering to them, “I bet he doesn’t even know her name.”

“Careful, you sound jealous,” Marlene giggled.

“How could I be jealous of someone that everyone has access to?” you indignantly replied. “Every boy and girl in Hogwarts has a chance with him. Hell, even the Slytherins could sleep with him if they wanted.”

“I’ll let you know that Sirius hasn’t had a person in his bed for a while. He says there's someone special,” James teased.

“You’re telling me that the school womanizer has settled down,” Marlene questioned suspiciously.

Remus scrunched his nose before replying, “They aren’t together, but I think he’s genuinely interested in them.”

“The only thing Sirius is interested in is what’s between their legs,” you offered before eating your food.

Remus gave you a glare, “It wouldn’t hurt you to be nice or at the very least not insult Padfoot.”

You rolled your eyes, “It wouldn’t hurt him to not piss me off. Looks like we can’t always get what we want.”

Before Remus could reply Sirius sat down right in front of, “What are we talking about?”

“You,” James replied seductively. James and Sirius sent each other winks and kissing faces before bursting out in laughter.

“We were talking about this person you’re interested in,” Marlene clarified. “We want to know who it is.”

“You guys want to know who it is. I don’t believe it,” you quickly said.

“You don’t believe that I can be interested in someone?” Sirius pouted at you.

“I don’t believe you can be interested in a singular someone,” you replied. Remus kicked your foot, meaning he wants you to be nice.

“What house are they in?” Lily asked.

“Are they a boy or a girl?” Marlene added.

“I’m not telling you guys anything. I want to keep them all to myself,” Sirius replied smugly.

“I bet the boys know. I swear you guys gossip worse than Slytherin girls,” Marlene mocked.

“Of course we know, we are the best of friends,” James proudly claimed.

“He accidently told us when he was totally sloshed on firewhiskey,” Peter sofly informed.

“That would be a sight to see,” Marlene replied. That conversation soon ended and talk about other random things came up. You felt Sirius’ eyes on you all of dinner but pointedly ignored him.

The next day you were in Care of Magical Creatures with your assigned partner, who much to your chagrin was Sirius. You were supposed to be learning about the bowtruckles sitting in front of you, but Sirius wasn’t paying attention and was doing his best to distract you.

You were playing with one of the bowtruckles in your hand, this one named Kikwi,  when Sirius asked, “What do you even like about these twigs?” (in case you are wondering I got the name Kikwi from legend of zelda, its a cute penguin creature with a plant on its back. really cute but i thought the name fit)

Both you and Kikwi stared at him in offense, “First of all, Black, They are not twigs, they are living creatures. And second of all, I like how playful they are. I often go down to the bowtruckle tree to hang out with them when I need a distraction.”

Kikwi jumped into Sirius’ shoulder before pulling on his ear, “Bloody hell, that hurt.”

“Good job, Kikwi,” you offered him a little high five. Sirius just stared in a mix of amusement and pain.

“And then the little twig pulled my ear really hard,” Sirius complained to the boys in their dorm room.

“You shouldn’t have offended it,” James laughed.

“You know, if you want my sister to like you, you should try to be nicer. Also making her jealous won’t work. She just thinks you’re a womanizer,” Remus supplied to a disgruntled Padfoot.

“I’m sure the dog puns are just making her fall head over heels,” Peter teased.

“For your information, she kept my very romantic and well-crafted note,” Sirius replied, saltily.

“Come on, we’re going to be late for DADA. We’re going to practice patronus’ today,” Remus informed the boys before getting his robes together.

You were sitting next to Marlene and Lily, waiting for DADA to start. For the past few weeks, you guys have been practicing the Patronus charm. So far you’ve only been able to make a non-corporeal patronus but you’re determined to make a corporeal one today.

As usual, the boys shuffled into the classroom the minute class started. You glared in Sirius’ direction before focusing to the front.

Once it was time to practice, you tried to think of the happiest memory you have. So far none of the ones you’ve used have worked to get a corporeal patronus. You’ve tried the day you got your first broom, when you got sorted into Gryffindor with your brother, and even the night when you met the girls.

You thought of a memory but you were embarrassed to use it. When it was finally your turn to cast the charm, with everything you had you put the memory to the forefront of your mind and exclaimed, “Expecto Patronum!”

In a matter of seconds a beautiful bloodhound was at your heels, licking your hand.

“Look Padfoot. It’s a big dog, just like yours,” James exclaimed.

“Actually it’s a bloodhound, not a dirty mutt,” you seethed, before taking your seat and sulking.

Sirius sat staring at you in what must have been awe but you ignored him.

“What was your memory?” Marlene whispered next to you.

“I’m not saying,” you blushed. Your happy memory was during 3rd year.

You were going to hogsmeade with the girls and you ran into the Marauders. You all decided to head to The Three Broomsticks for some butterbeer. You were sitting between Sirius and Marlene.

“Look what I got you,” Sirius whispered to you. He offered you a long, white box. Upon opening it, there was a red sugar quill. “Red for Gryffindor as well as for your fire spirit.”

“Thank you, Sirius,” you replied. 

“I’ve also charmed it to write, but wait to use it until later,” Sirius softly told you. You gave him a confused glance but did as he said.

Later that night, in your four poster bed with the curtains drawn, you had a piece of parchment pulled out. You uttered the charm that makes the sugar quill write and blushed when you read what it was saying. It was writing down compliment after compliment about you, ranging from calling you beautiful to how funny you are. This was the first time that you looked at Sirius differently.

Later on that night, you were outside a little ways away from the whomping willow. You were sulking as you watched the tree smack everything in its vicinity, while the sun set. 

A black dog came up to you, standing in front of your face.

“What do you want, Black?” you muttered. Padfoot simply laid next to you, with his head in your lap, watching the sunset with you. You reluctantly took your hand and stroked his fur. He wagged his tail, letting you know he wasn’t opposed to your actions.

“Do you want to know what my memory was, today?” you asked. You might as well tell him. You knew he would probably just tease you about it but you couldn’t keep it in.

Padfoot picked his head off your lap and nudged your shoulder to show you had his attention.

“It was that day in 3rd year, when you gave me that charmed sugar quill,” you sighed.

Padfoot stood up and gave you a slobbery lick on your cheek making you laugh, “Ew! Gross, Sirius!”

By now it was dark so it was time to head back inside for dinner, “See you later, Sirius.”

At dinner, you felt Sirius’ eyes on you but you couldn’t bring yourself to look at him. You regretted sharing that memory with him. You were just waiting for him to bring it up and tease you about it. But by the end of dinner, the teasing never came. It was just a regular dinner with all of your friends.

You and the girls made your way back to your dorm. You saw a white, long box waiting for you on your bed. You opened the box to find a real quill. It was a beautiful, bright red color. You quickly grabbed a piece of parchment and let the quill start writing.

Dearest Y/n, the sunset in the sky can’t compare to the beauty you display. That day that I gave you the sugar quill is one of my favorite memories of us. The smile you gave me the day after to thank me for it had me lovestruck. Seeing your patronus today almost made me faint. The girl that I fell in love with has a patronus of a DOG. I know that you don’t believe that I could be into a singular person but I promise to prove it to you. If you let me, this quill will be the first of many attempts for me to win your heart. Signed, your favorite Mutt.

You blushed at the words written. With the quill in hand you made your way to the boys’ dorm and knocked on the door nervously. Remus answered with a smile, almost like he was expecting you.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of my dear sister,” Remus asked. You simply pushed him out of the way and walked up to Sirius who was sitting on his bed. He was blushing and was bouncing his leg. He must have thought you would slap him again but instead you leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek before giving him a big hug.

“Awe, I don’t get a real kiss?” he laughed out, while hugging you back.

You just smiled at him and teased, “Don’t push it, Black”

The moment was ruined when James exclaimed proudly, “I knew it would be a good idea.”

You glared at him before telling him, “Keep talking and I’ll make sure Lily never even looks at you again.”

James gulped nervously making Sirius and Remus burst out into a fit of laughter.

Sirius looked so good like this, so you finally did lean in and give him a real kiss. His breath stopped, but soon his brain caught up and he kissed you back. You could hear supporting whistles from James and Peter, and the sound of gagging from Remus. You can’t wait for what Sirius has waiting for you.

[peculiarbeauty]

STUDY    :    BELLE.        repost it, do not reblog.

tagged by :  i stole from @13nth

tagging : @seachant @verreprincesse @godae @2kiras ( any muse that you wanna <3 ) + everyone else who hasn't yet. i can't tag too many people ( thanks tumblr ) , so just take this as me tagging you. <3

—    basics.

▸       is your muse tall    /    short    /ㅤaverage ?ㅤi would say average. she is 5'5 which isn't super super tall but it isn't short in my opinion either. she has the best of both worlds.

▸       are they okay with their height ?ㅤbelle doesn't really think about it . she really doesn't think about beauty in general much. being comfortable in her own skin from a rather young age , she never considered herself insecure.

▸      what’s their hair like ?ㅤbeautiful brown locks that are tied romantically in a beautiful blue bow. she is the talk of the town and tends to wear a bow for every different dress she has when she starts living in the enchanted castle. she is practically a barbie doll for madame de la grande bouche. <3

▸     do they spend a  lot of time on their hair     /    grooming ?ㅤhardly !! as stated before , she isn't someone who takes in beauty standards. her life isn't a fashion show. she prefers to read her stories and mind her own business. she is a natural beauty. discussing with people about beauty standards isn't her favorite thing either. she just feels misplaced most the time with it.

▸      does your muse care about their appearance   /   what others think ? of course no one enjoys hearing people refer to them as a funny girl or a peculiar mademoiselle but she isn't the type of person who will sit down with just anyone. she needs to be able to have a proper conversation with someone to consider them a friend and people who are so self absorbed with themselves is sooo not the vibe. it's much easier for belle to live a life being misunderstood rather than befriending people who just don't get her. she's never really cared much about how she looks , she goes with whatever suits her that day.

—    preferences.

▸      indoors    or    outdoors ?     outdoors. ▸      rain    or    sunshine ?ㅤsunshine. ▸      forest    or    beach ?      forest. ▸      precious    metals    or    gems ?      gems. ▸      flowers    or    perfumes ?     flowers. ▸      personality    or    appearance ?      personality. ▸      being    alone    or    being    in    a    crowd ?     being alone. ▸      order    or    anarchy ?   order. ▸      painful    truths    or    white    lies ?     painful truths. ▸     science    or    magic ?     magic. ▸      peace    or    conflict ?    peace. ▸      night    or    day ?     day. ▸      dusk    or    dawn ?  dawn. ▸      warmth    or    cold ?     warmth. ▸      many   acquaintances    or    a    few    close    friends ?   few close friends. ▸      reading    or    playing    a    game ?      reading. always reading.

—    questionnaire.

▸      what are some of your muse’s bad habits ?ㅤshe can also be sort of short tempered. she is stubborn and very very reckless. if you are keeping something from her , she will go to great lengths to figure it out. do not keep secrets from belle. when you look away , she will be uncovering the truth behind your back.

▸      has your muse lost anyone close to them ? how has it affected them ?ㅤshe almost lost her greatest love and it was a terrifying few moments. true love conquers all. she has never known her mother though. she wonders a lot about the kind of person her mother was. all she has is a few pictures that her father managed to take as a memory. she looks a lot like her mother.

▸      what are some fond memories your muse has ? ㅤas a child , she would sit upon her father's lap while he would read stories to her. this is what helped her enjoy reading so much. stories about heroes who save princesses have always been her favorites and considering she is judged so heavily in her life , she frequently clings to stories.

▸     is it easy for your muse to kill ? ㅤno. but if it is necessary , she will do it. and she will do it without question. do not hurt her loved ones if you value your own life.

▸      what’s it like when your muse breaks down ?ㅤif you could put all of the sorrow in a tiny bottle and hold it there , you would see her face. she is rarely sad but when she is , she can become quite depressed. she is dramatic with her sorrow. she is fearlessly vulnerable too when it counts.

▸      is your muse capable of trusting someone with their life ? ㅤyes. the trust must be built though. trust isn't easy to just manifest. it takes time to cultivate. belle wants that time. she does not want marriage to someone who demands it .. which is very well the reason she doesn't vibe with gaston. demands do not get you anywhere with belle. she must come upon her own accord. the same goes for gaining her trust.

▸      what’s your muse like when they’re in love ?ㅤthoughtful , sweet , wholesome. these are the words that describe belle when she is in love. she will give you genuine gifts. ones that she will carefully make. all she ever wants to do is make you smile if you are ever in a relationship with her. she will build you up and she will not let you down. belle will be so fiercely loyal to you , one bad thing said against you will have her defending your honor.

[vickyvicarious]

So, building on this post about what van Helsing knew as of yesterday, I wanted to take a look at his perspective of the meeting with Mina. To begin with, I think these are his goals: get access to the Whitby journal, learn about Jonathan's health, and ideally get access to the Transylvania journal as well. Those also go in order of difficulty, since he introduced himself as Lucy's doctor, knows Jonathan is ill and Mina's worried, and he knows that Mina sealed Jonathan's journal with her wedding ring and promised not to open it unless there was a need.

So, he begins with Lucy.

"It is Mina Murray that I came to see that was friend of that poor dear child Lucy Westenra. Madam Mina, it is on account of the dead I come."

He introduces himself by his relationship to a trusted friend, much as he did in his letter to Mina. He's forging a connection and letting Mina know how deeply he cared for her friend and that he wants to do his best for her even after her death. Mina immediately responds well to this, saying that him being Lucy's helper and friend is the best claim he could have on her. He bows, they're quite solemn and share a moment. He lets Mina ask him what he wants to know first.

"I know that you were with her at Whitby. She sometimes kept a diary—you need not look surprised, Madam Mina; it was begun after you had left, and was in imitation of you—and in that diary she traces by inference certain things to a sleep-walking in which she puts down that you saved her."

Van Helsing immediately brings up Lucy's diary. Not only to explain how he knows about them being in Whitby together, but to hint towards Mina having a diary of her own. He emphasizes how much Mina meant to Lucy and how much she helped her. I think he's been perfectly genuine with all of the above, but he also is trying to build up to asking for the diary. We also get an idea of why van Helsing is so interested in Mina's diary. It's not just because it could give him more information about what happened to Lucy; it's because for some reason none of it was fatal, and Mina seems to have managed to protect her somehow, even unknowingly. Van Helsing wants to know whatever might work against vampires.

Mina agrees to tell van Helsing everything about Whitby. And while her willingness to help is great, that's not all he wants. He doesn't think Mina has the knowledge to recognize all the important details. He doesn't know her yet, and doesn't know how precise she can be. He also simply wouldn't expect her to necessarily connect things such as a bat, or the grave of a suicide, as relevant to Lucy's condition. Not that he knows those specifics exist yet, but you take my point. Anyone would be more likely to write down weird events in their diary than to tell them to a doctor when they're trying to specifically describe a friend's condition by memory over a month later.

"I can tell you, I think, Dr. Van Helsing, all about it."

"Ah, then you have good memory for facts, for details? It is not always so with young ladies."

"No, doctor, but I wrote it all down at the time. I can show it to you if you like."

Being van Helsing, he goes for the 'charmingly' paternal condescending joke about young ladies not having good memories. The way this is worded is both a joking 'not like other girls' compliment, and also another hint towards the thorough journal he knows Mina wrote at the time. This time, it works. Of course, he seems to have miffed her a little with the joke about memories, so she pranks him with the shorthand copy, and it's absolutely delightful of her. Well deserved, and he enjoys it too... though he gets nervous about not being able to access the information within, until Mina reveals she typed it out for him. He then asks to read it and be able to ask her questions afterwards, still hoping to follow up on anything that might be pertinent.

"This paper is as sunshine. It opens the gate to me. I am daze, I am dazzle, with so much light, and yet clouds roll in behind the light every time. But that you do not, cannot, comprehend."

The diary is more revealing than he ever could have dreamed. He's delighted by the wealth of information, and is surely connecting the dots about the Demeter, about Lucy's sleepwalking, about the graveyard, about the bat at the window. There are still questions. What is this vampire's aim? Why did they leave Lucy alone after a while? (Some less productive question too, like, why couldn't we manage to protect her as Mina did?) And he doesn't expect Mina to be able to help him with them, simply because she lacks the relevant context. At least, that's what he thinks. He isn't calling her stupid here, just unaware. And he wants to keep her that way, just as he's wanted to keep everyone unawares of vampires. He doesn't want to burden her with the knowledge any more than he wanted to burden the others.

So, he's completed his first goal handily. Mina has proved a wonderful resource already. But he also knows that her husband's trip to Transylvania (which he may associate with vampires) went horribly wrong, and that he's been experiencing an illness that sounds reminiscent of Lucy's. It's possible he is being fed upon too.

"Madam"—he said this very solemnly—"if ever Abraham Van Helsing can do anything for you or yours, I trust you will let me know. It will be pleasure and delight if I may serve you as a friend; as a friend, but all I have ever learned, all I can ever do, shall be for you and those you love. There are darknesses in life, and there are lights; you are one of the lights. You will have happy life and good life, and your husband will be blessed in you."

As he starts to thank her, he also hints several times at Mina's loved ones while he is offering his services. I think he's hoping she will remember his role as doctor and seek to ask him about Jonathan's condition. But instead she just protests that he's being too nice and doesn't know her. So he insists otherwise, and 'casually' works his way around to bringing up Jonathan himself:

"Oh, Madam Mina, good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read; and we men who wish to know have in us something of angels' eyes. Your husband is noble nature, and you are noble too, for you trust, and trust cannot be where there is mean nature. And your husband—tell me of him. Is he quite well? Is all that fever gone, and is he strong and hearty?"

He gives up on subtle hints completely and just asks about Jonathan's condition. Of course, he doesn't know that she's been hoping to bring up the exact same topic, though that's what he has been hoping to engineer. When Mina starts to talk about stress from Mr. Hawkins' death, he sort of hurries her along. I think he's meaning to express understanding and sympathy, though it comes off kinda rude. But I also think he's hoping to get past that to the relevant stuff, and he's eager for her to tell her about something he hasn't already read. He wants to know if Jonathan is being bitten too.

This is extremely tantalizing information. Dots are beginning to connect between brain fever and Transylvania and the Demeter and Lucy's illness. As soon as van Helsing hears about Jonathan getting a shock, he continues to try and draw Mina out by expressing sympathy and worry (and implicitly, his aid as a doctor). And of course Mina's reaction of nearly breaking down and pleading for his help seems extremely in line with his suspicions. Jonathan might truly be being fed upon as well.

"I suppose this upset him, for when we were in town on Thursday last he had a sort of shock."

"A shock, and after brain fever so soon! That was not good. What kind of a shock was it?"

"He thought he saw some one who recalled something terrible, something which led to his brain fever."

"I am glad, glad, that I may here be of some use to you; for if your husband suffer, he suffer within the range of my study and experience. I promise you that I will gladly do all for him that I can—all to make his life strong and manly, and your life a happy one."

He essentially promises to become Jonathan's doctor. I think this shows he is still operating under the premise that Jonathan is possibly being drunk from and he might need to try and save him where he couldn't save Lucy. He promises to help, but wants Mina to calm down first and also wants to have a little time to think. So he suggests the lunch break. But when they come back, he intends to start in on the interview about Jonathan.

Mina again meets and exceeds his expectations. He hoped to get to talk to her about Jonathan, and eventually, after being appointed in the role of his doctor, ask about any relevant history. I imagine he planned to possibly examine Jonathan first, or at least have the full conversation, before asking Mina about Jonathan's journal. He knows about her sealing it up, after all. He'd probably just hint towards it first, talk about how the patients' experiences could be so useful for a diagnosis, bring up Lucy's situation and the helpful Whitby diary... all this stuff which ends up being completely unnecessary when Mina gets his promise to take them seriously and then just straight-up hands it over to him. So he thanks her seriously and promises to come back in the morning.

"Dr. Van Helsing, what I have to tell you is so queer that you must not laugh at me or at my husband. I have been since yesterday in a sort of fever of doubt; you must be kind to me, and not think me foolish that I have even half believed some very strange things." He reassured me by his manner as well as his words when he said:—

"Oh, my dear, if you only know how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh. I have learned not to think little of any one's belief, no matter how strange it be."

You may ask, why would he choose to leave them alone for the night if he thinks Jonathan is being bitten? Well, I think he already knows that Jonathan is away for the night. The way Mina responds to him saying he'll be back in the morning at least seems suggestive of it to me, and she wasn't taking down every single word she said to him for the entire conversation, so it may have been mentioned at some point. It's also possible that he doesn't want to alarm them too much when Jonathan still seems not at the point of actively dying, I suppose. I'm not a hundred percent sure on this one. But I do think that at this time, with everything he knows and the strange things Mina has been hinting towards, he suspects Jonathan might be being bitten.

Until he reads the diary.

Strange and terrible as it is, it is true! I will pledge my life on it. It may be worse for others; but for him and you there is no dread. He is a noble fellow; and let me tell you from experience of men, that one who would do as he did in going down that wall and to that room—ay, and going a second time—is not one to be injured in permanence by a shock. His brain and his heart are all right; this I swear, before I have even seen him; so be at rest. I shall have much to ask him of other things.

Van Helsing has been urging Mina to keep this all hush-hush up until now, so as not to upset or worry Jonathan. But suddenly he seems confident that Jonathan will recover, and even says that he wants to asks him about lots of things. This is because after reading his diary, van Helsing knows Jonathan is not currently being bitten. This means he is no longer a potential patient to protect. Instead, he's an extremely valuable resource with lots of information about vampire abilities, weaknesses, and even specific details on the vampire who is here in London. Van Helsing isn't as worried about Jonathan's PTSD because he was prepared for another Lucy so this is a big relief, and because he's so impressed by the account of everything he went through in Castle Dracula. He never tells Mina to tell Jonathan the truth, but he also stops telling her to hide things from him. He now expects him to be able to recover eventually.

He went in thinking he might get some small insight, and a potential new patient. He came out with more information than he knows what to do with, and friends who can help him. It's monumental for him. And, by the way, I'm not trying to suggest that his expressions of gratitude and admiration and affection towards Mina (and then Jonathan) are ever anything less than sincere. I think he means all he says in this conversation. It's just that, along the way, he was trying to say those things in the best way for his goals. And he more than achieved them, thanks to Mina's willingness to trust in/share with him (and her willingness to trust Jonathan and prepare the transcriptions ahead of time).

He's gotten far more than he ever expected out of this conversation, and armed with new knowledge and allies who already know something of vampires (even if he needs to reassure them it's true, he doesn't have to sell them on the concept), van Helsing feels more prepared to start acting in earnest - and no longer alone.

[maelstroumwaterfall]

Arbormagic Syndrome Chapter 11 | Hogwarts Mystery Infection AU

Chapter 11 | The Cave

(Hello!💝 Here's a small remark that will help you with reading this chapter, the "------" line before the paragraph indicates a change of the side the story is being told from, and °° indicates about the part characters hear or know. Hope I didn't make ypu confused😔 I wanted to choice the best way to tell the story but I'm afraid it might be too confusing in this case.. Anyways hope you enjoy this chapter💖)

It was all quiet in the castle as the students, Madam Pince and Minerva walked through the corridors, illuminating the stone walls with the bright light of Lumos. It could indicate that Maelstrom was the only threat but it was too early to loose the guard and let the students go back to their dormitories.

When they were in the Great Hall among the crowd of other students it felt much more safe. As soon as Bill spotted Charlie amongst the other students he immediately went towards him while Ismelda, Merula and Rowan moved towards the nearest seats at the table. They all felt that significant tension after what happened, nobody wanted to start talking, though nobody knew what to say either.

Surprisingly, Rowan was the first one to speak up. He looked doubted, conflicted and worried, yet he definitely had something to say. It was all noisy there, everyone was talking and discussing the happening, not understanding what is going on at all. Rowan looked up at Snyde and Murk, before gesturing them to move a little away from the main crowd.

They stopped in the corner where there were less people, though it was quite close to the exit that meant if someone or something dangerous goes inside, they'll be the first ones to face it.

-I have something to tell you.. I didn't consider it that important before, but now I think it could have something to do with all that mess. - he started, immediately catching the attention of both Merula and Ismelda.

-What? You knew something about it and didn't tell us? - Snyde asked, not understanding why would he try to hide something in that situation. It was clear that the situation was becoming dangerous even a few days ago when Maelstrom's abnormal behavior became more than obvious.

-I said I thought it wasn't something important! Like.. Not related to whatever is happening now. Just listen, please. - he repeated before he looked behind him to check if there was something happening in the Great Hall as the headmaster was probably going to have a speech for students if it's needed to warn them about something or calm them down.

-A week or maybe.. three weeks ago? I don't remember.. Well.. Maelstrom has told me that he probably found the next Cursed Vault.

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......Three weeks ago......

°It was a day after Waterfall and Merula went to the Forbidden Forest to try and find any signs of the next Cursed Vault. They told Rakepick try didn't find anything, but in truth Maelstrom has spotted something interesting not far away from the place where they were searching. He wasn't going to tell anyone untill he investigates it himself°, there was no reason for him to share the treasures if he finds the final vault first.

He didn't have any intensions on finding his brother, he didn't want to have that traitor by his side anymore. They agreed on looking for the Vaults together after Maelstrom attends to Hogwarts, but Jacob ran away without him like a pathetic coward. At least Rowan believed his true intentions were to find his probably dead brother, no matter how much Merula was trying to prove otherwise. He would most likely not be willing to risk his life for a bunch of gold just like others. If there was only a way to get rid of this annoying, ugly pig Snyde, things would be much easier for him. Though, maybe there is a way. He just needs to wait for that opportunity.

°He was studying Disillusionment Spell for a while now, he understood there will definitely be a use of invisibility even since the third year. He sneaked out of the castle, not worrying about taking a broom or something else.° He already imagined how he finds the last vault and breaks the curse alone, getting all the laurels and proving his parents he's not that spoiled, lazy and worthless failure he used to be called.

°The place he found was a kind of a cave, he wouldn't pay any attention to it if he didn't notice that slight gleaming of light somewhere there. The entrance was very thin and he would have to crawl to get inside and he's lucky if he will not end up stuck between between the firm, stone walls without anyone knowing he's there. He carefully bent down and started slowly moving through the cramped stone walls.°

°He was about to stop when he just started, feeling a pure disgust at the cadaveric odor coming from the cave°, but decided to risk if it means getting unimaginable wealth himself. His parents spent all their life achieving the wealth they have now, and he will achieve the same in his teenage years, without a need to spend his days working on some brats for a few gallions.

The light was becoming brighter and he was already expecting to see mountains of gold that will provide him with an unimaginable wealth for his whole life. He didn't even think what else could be there, even since the disgusting odor was become even more and more significant over time. °He squeezed through the rock walls and ended up on the icy surface.°

°The whole space was illuminated by the magical, bright light coming from whatever was underneath. It was a beautiful and hypnotizing picture, and he stood right above that, something mysterious and unknown. He leaned closer and wiped the icy cover a little, before he instantly flinched back and the beauty and charms of the place disappeared in his eyes after he saw what was beneath.°

°It was a half-rotten, distorted dead body, covered in a wooden like bark. He saw something creeping under the ice, it looked like small white-blue snakes and after a moment he could see they were a reason of the bright light inside. He couldn't quite see everything because of these, they were everywhere there, like there were thousands if not millions of these snakes that made it impossible to concentrate through the incredibly bright light.°

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-You said he saw snakes? - Ismelda asked, already understanding why Rowan thought it has to do something with the current situation.

Rowan simply nodded, understanding that it's already clear that the things Maelstrom thought were snakes are most likely the parasites they've discovered.

-I'm starting to feel less and less pity for him, not like I did at all. - she said, rolling her eyes. She could figure out Maelstrom was hiding something but she couldn't imagine this coward trying to go there alone. She even smirked a little, knowing that happened to him after he to trick everyone, especially her. She even remembered how Waterfall was the one joking about her death, though it was happening quite too often.

It got to the point where it she couldn't ignore it and just laugh at his pathetic behavior, it started making her feel extremely annoyed and disgusted. She still regrets the Devil's Snare didn't manage to end his pathetic existence at the first year, things would be much easier for everyone without this pathetic brat roaming around.

Rowan frowned and gave her a strict glance, feeling hurt by her words and the way she's so casual about it. - Just let me tell everything. - he said in a sharper tone, though one could say he simply wanted to make her shut up because he couldn't bear seeing her so easy on his friend's death.

Merula was taken aback by Rowan's sudden outburst, even though he didn't show that much of aggression towards her. It wasn't like him, but she probably also went too far, after all, Maelstrom was a very important person for him and seeing someone smirking at his death was definitely not pleasant. She started feeling guilty, though it didn't make her feel any pity for Waterfall even in the slightest, but she felt like wanting to say sorry to Rowan, but already started continuing telling.

She decided to not say anything and just listen quietly. He was a person that over time made her feel like she doesn't want to see him feeling bad even in the slightest, even though she was harsh with him at first. She was even becoming less impulsive and rude by his side, though the side of Maelstrom near was always making her explode. It looked like Maelstrom managed to get on everyone's nerves, she was even noticing how Penny and Tonks were becoming less and less willing to stay by his side.

Rowan sighed and then continued telling, sometimes glancing at the dark corridor near them, expecting to see something slowly crawling towards them in the shadows in any second.

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°He couldn't believe what he saw and couldn't even suppose what it was as he's never heard of something like this before. He looked around, spotting an another entrance, leading to another part of the cave. He made a few steps closer and managed to take a better look at the insides. It looked like an old room, with a table, faded notes and even small table lamps that of course weren't working anymore.°

°He also noticed something growing from under the ice, it looked like trees but the benches seemed to grow absolutely randomly. As he walked further he noticed more dead bodies under the ice, he wondered if there really were so many people that tried to break the curse.° He also wondered if his brother there, even though it didn't matter for him like that anymore. He ensured himself he'll not end up like them, he definitely is much smarter and stronger than that.

°He made a next step before he head a loud, cracking sound beneath his feets. His heart felt like it stopped while the soumd echoed along the cave system. He watched how the fissure slowly spread along the ice and then stopped as if waiting for the next opportunity to worsen the situation. He took a moment to regain his breath, thinking of what he should do next. If he goes and reaches the 'room', there will be no chance left for him to come back.°

°He made a short step back and gritted his teeth at the side of the ice that is barely firm enough to bear a standing person, again having a crevasse spreading along. He only now noticed how the creatures beneath started cycling fast around him and that's where he didn't wait any longer before rushing back to the cleft that was the only entrance and exit of the cave.°

° -No! - he yelled, running as fast as he could and feeling a pure terror by the only thought of ending up like the ones he saw under ice. He was in a meter before the cleft when the ice underneath him broke and he fell down in the icy cold water. He didn't risk to open his eyes but he could felt how the parasites were touching and leaving burns on his skin. He managed to move his head out of the water and had to wipe the like it seemed hundreds of these disgusting creatures.°

°He was trying to grab the edge of the cleft, trying to get off the water like a trapped beast. His heart was beating wildly as he finally managed to reach the edge and cling on the rock surface. He pulled up, trying to wipe away the disgusting creatures that covered his clothes and body, before he hurried to crawl out of the cave. As soon as his feets finally touched the ground he rushed away, not daring to look back or slow down.

°He looked at his hands, looking at the slowly disappearing burns on his skin before reaching for his wand to use Lumos. He was lucky he didn't catch the attention of any other dangerous creature in the forest or it would be the last time he was seen near the castle grounds.°

°He wasn't sure if he should tell Rakepick and others about that place, the only thing he was sure about is that he wouldn't let him find out that he was there. After he sneaked back to his dorm room, Rowan was the only one he told about that place. They were going to make a research and even tell others so it'll be safer as they wouldn't have to go there alone, but after a few days Maelstrom suddenly denied that idea and said he found out it was just an old cave lake and they didn't need to go there.°

°When Khanna asked why he thinks so, Waterfall only said he found something about it in the book, yet didn't show it to him saying why can't he just believe him. It was strange but they had more problems than that and that's why Rowan didn't pay that much attention 'till now when the situation became critical.°

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-I wanted to tell you when we all were in the library but I really wasn't sure about that all. The only thing that could be a proof for this was Maelstrom's strange behavior after that happened. - Rowan said, letting out a heavy sigh, feeling guilty that he didn't come up with it earlier. Maybe things would be better if he did that in time and warned everyone. Maybe Maelstrom wouldn't be dead now if he did at least something.

-We must tell Professor Dumbledore, if someone knows what is this it must be him. - Ismelda suggested and other seemed to agree with it, especially since even McGonagall said she didn't know what it was.

-I don't think it's the right time. Everyone's in panic, we need to wait 'till the situation with Maelstrom is solved. They definitely have more things to do now than to listen to our suggestions. We'll approach him right after they announce that it's safe. - Merula said, seeing how the teachers are discussing something. Their worried and doubted expression made her feel hesitant and concerned too, just like everyone else in the room.

-If they even will. It's not clear if Maelstrom was the only one.. like this.. We can still be in danger. - Murk glaced at the entrance of the Great Hall, barely lit and threatening to hide dangers in it's darkness. Rowan nodded but as soon as he wanted to say something in response the floor was shattered with the powerful explosion from somewhere beneath their floor. They leaned to the wall to not fall. Everyone started panicking again. Some of the teachers rushed away from the Great Hall, probably to the place where the explosion was caused.

There was another strange thing, when Merula entered the Great Hall first to warn the teachers about Maelstrom she didn't see most of the teachers there because they were looking for the cause of the threat around the castle, but when she came back with others almost every Professor was already there, except of Professor Snape.

(Thank you for reading💖💝💖 It was a while since I've posted the last chapter because I got an artblock and felt like a zombie during the whole week.. I'm really sorry for this😔 But I'm really happy there are people who like the story and appreciate all of you!😽 Hope you're having a good day, love you💖😻)

[lady-phasma]

Is something wrong with me because the mere idea of Aemond x the Madam scene triggers me? It doesn't have anything to do with shipping Aemond with anyone else. I simply don't want to see him retraumatized for shock value's sake. I don't think it could foreshadow his relationship w/Alys, since the Madam's and Alys' actresses don't even look alike. I'm also afraid they are likely to imply Aemond has a mommy kink or something of sorts. Which, in turn, smells like laughing off or diminishing trauma male victims of SA could possibly experience. Honestly, I started to consider not watching HOTD until it's confirmed Aemond doesn't seek comfort in the Madam's arms.

Hi nonnie, no, nothing wrong with you at all! I'm going to be kinda serious here for a moment. (after a hug)

I hope you continue to watch, but please take care of your mental health. As an SA survivor it bothers me a lot that they may go that route, I don't think about it too much or look to deeply into it because we don't have anything other than about 1.25 seconds of footage (I extended my gif to about 1.9 seconds).

A lot of people have heard me get on my soapbox about male SA survivors. Starting right after episode 9 aired and there was a schism in the fandom where a few fans didn't believe that he was assaulted and, instead, that he went willingly. Here's my soapbox post if you're interested. I have been curious since October 2022 to see how the show will treat this assault and if they will even treat it as assault at all.

I can separate my headcanon from canon and those from my delulu wishes, but that doesn't make me any less emotional about a series that I am invested in and thoroughly enjoy. Every time this comes up, the conjecture that it is the madame, I get a little nauseated and try not to dissociate. It will be incredibly difficult to watch this scene if that is the case. But, I have to say, I also trust Ewan. Even though he doesn't write the script he is the reason I love Aemond. He and Leo Ashton made a great character together. I trust that Ewan can help me to not suspend my disbelief as I watch whatever this scene entails.

Trust that I will be back on my soapbox if they do it wrong. I will scream about inclusivity and representation until my throat aches. I will rant and block people (and be blocked). But I will probably keep watching the show because this is only one aspect of Aemond and only one small aspect of the series.

Whether it's in episode one or episode eight (because we don't know yet), here's my advice: have a plan in place. I can't assume that you are an SA survivor as well, but you said "triggered" and that means something very specific for me. If I watch/read something that might be triggering I try to have a plan if I am watching/reading voluntarily. Skip it entirely if that's best for you. My plan: cigarettes, meditation, long rants, and making gifs of other things in the episode that make me happy.

And we always have fanfiction, anon. AU fixes exist for a reason. So just wait for all the AU fixes I'll be writing if the show runners fuck this up. 💕

[strange-doll-child]

I’m curious, have anything you imagine with Evil Gracey? Or is he just a fun idea?

He is kinda like both - I have some mild story stuff on how he works, [May or may not also just be me tormenting Alistair again lmao], and also just a but if character building maybeeee- I'll just put what I think and remember heh, bit of a long post this might be though

I say you can kinda picture Dorian like his Ghost Gallery self(George Gracey Jr.) where since the death of his parents he became obsessed with the occult and stuff(Dorian is still close with his uncle Elias Host though), - He a little bit like Alistair actually with the whole occult murder blood ritual thing maybe maybe not, Dorian doesn't like thinking about Alistair in any sort of good light, neither does he like to think he has anything in common with him

He is definitely kinda mass manipulator in basically; almost everyone in the mansion thinks he's really nice, and Dorian uses that to his advantage to get the haunts to do whatever he likes and ask no questions(for the most part)

He is still mean though- Like if you get on his bad side n stuff he's a bit more bitchy and more outwardly rude before getting downright threatening and violent

He doesss have haunts imprisoned also. He's not on very good terms with Madame Leota(She is locked in a trunk) and Little Leota[As much as they were friends] has been trapped inside of a doll Dorian keeps stowed away in a closet(He sees both if them as a threat essentially cause I think what I settled on is Dorian sorta plans to open up the mansion as a portal for spirits and also wants to wreck havoc on the mortal realm, sorta revenge thing but not really??)

Dorian tends to be a bit more iffy with mortals, maybe a bit more rude, but he tries to keep fsce to gain trust in them just cause he's Dorian and all lol

OH! Regarding the tormenting Alistsir thing also, it's more just gimick thing with a friend but long story short: Alistair is in permanent detention by being locked in the basement(Dorian also stole his cane lol), and Little Dori enjoys going down there just to mess with him because they actually hate each other heheheh

Is just a big mess and more just funny haha let's make Dorian a BITCH because why not instead of actually a story I'd flesh out but hey it's still fun to try and work out

[theheraldsrest]

Companions and Advisors reactions to an Inquisitor who loves talking/singing, tends to ramble a bit but has suddenly gone quiet because some prick of a nobleman/noblewoman told them "It's not fitting of someone of your importance to be so... childish and such" (or however a noble would basically say "shut up and stop talking so much" Bonus points if the inky is an Elf) Romanced or not doesn't matter. :D

“Companions (+Romanced) reacting to a very loquacious Elf!Inquisitor being silenced”

Thank you @feral-sins ! Am I uh...still under a threat or…? I MEAN LOVE THE ASK THANK YOU VERY MUCH! 

-Lord Lex

Cullen

“How DARE you speak to the Inquisitor that way?!”

-Listen, this man might not be the best at words when it comes to normal interactions, but when it comes to your honor? You can bet he’s going to say something. Was taught to hold his tongue when speaking to certain nobles but those lessons are right out the window. If glares could kill, this noble would be dead and 6 feet under. Pulls you away so that you both can talk about whatever you like, away from those absolute ass- I mean those unkindly gents. If romanced, he'll definitely consider a duel with that man even if he hates duels and hates making a scene but, Maker forgive him, he's about to TEACH SOME MANNERS-

Josephine

“Says the man/woman who can’t shut their mouth about their affairs?”

-It’s an absolute surprise to see Josephine snap at someone, especially nobility. But that person had no right to speak to you that way. Josey absolutely loves listening to you when you talk and enjoys the vast changes in topics. To see someone shut that down in front of her is like taking her favorite book and slapping her. She’ll kindly remind them that she could ruin their entire life if they ever treat you that way. Even worse for them if you’re in a relationship with her. Your woman is using every insult she’s ever learned on this person. Including elven cuss words gasp

Leliana

“I wouldn’t be telling the Inquisitor to hold their tongue if I were you. You might just end up losing yours.”

-She will full-blown threaten this individual in front of everyone in the room. Leliana couldn’t give a shit or two if they’re related to the Empress herself, this man/woman was good as dead. Though she did find herself losing concentration a few times with some of your conversations, she still enjoyed them as well as your singing. Josey might have threatened to ruin their life, but Leliana will make sure it happens without warning. 

Vivienne

“I’m guessing you were never taught any manners because of how rich your blood is? Then allow me to educate you.”

-Madame de Fer will not allow you to take any of this noble’s shit. True, on the occasion she has had to excuse herself from your ramblings or asked if you could speak another time, but never would she tell you to silence yourself. She’d make them kneel and beg for forgiveness from you to make up for their harsh words.

Varric

“Hey, punchline. Watch who you’re talking to or else you’ll have 20 or so people to answer to.”

-It’s all about the threat behind the words, and Varric’s got plenty to say. He wouldn’t let people talk bad about Hawke, he sure as hell wasn’t gonna let it happen to you either. Varric found it interesting how you could talk about everything and anything and it helped that Varric wasn’t easily annoyed. But if this noble thought you were bad, then boy he better be ready for what Varric’s got to say. It’s both embarrassing and annoying to the point that it makes the noble leave, red in the face.

Cole

“Why? Why silence someone who does exactly what you do-Oh. It’s because you don’t do that. You’re envious of how outspoken they are.”

-Someone’s taught the boy to sass. He knows there’s ice behind this person’s words but he doesn’t understand why they have to be there. Jealousy, envy, clouding this man’s vision from how wonderful the words are that you share. How you lighten up when you talk about something you find interesting or a topic you know well or because you’re not afraid to sing as loud as possible just because the mood strikes you. However, this man makes you afraid, ashamed. That’s not nice and neither will Cole be if he doesn’t stop. 

Solas

“Do not. Speak to her. That way.”

-Solas is livid. And I’m not talking about his usual “humans are a pain” stuff, I’m talking about “I’m about to risk it all just because of a petty insult” livid. Man is trying his hardest to insult you both, but it’s a little difficult with an angry elf staring daggers at him and interrupting every sentence before the noble can say two words. Solas enjoys talking to you and listening, always something new to speak of or to learn. And your singing. Beautiful. He refuses to let anyone speak to you that way. And if romanced, ho boy that noble better split unless he wishes to see if Fen'Harel is really gone or not. No one will believe him either way

Cassandra

“It’s not fitting of someone like you to put them down just because they answered a question when you couldn’t. Now if you’ll excuse us.”

-Also very pissed and very much wanting to punch that noble. Sure, it took some time to get used to your endless talks and the whiplash of conversations, but it was still enjoyable. At least the others had the decency to speak to you with respect or dismiss themselves from the conversation without harsh words. Cassandra is very much considering going to Leliana and ruining that man for her dearest friend. If in a relationship, will actually punch the noble. No ifs, ands, or buts. They're getting their ass handed to them. And she will not regret it

The Iron Bull

“Here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to either apologize on your own accord and walk away or I’m going to make you apologize and then I’m going to ‘kindly’ remove you. Your choice.”

-Bull ain’t having none of it. Talking with you helps him pass the time or makes him feel more comfortable in certain areas, not to mention he just likes to listen to you. To tell his Kadan to be quiet because it’s not ‘fitting’ for them, you’re just asking for a fight. He gives the noble a 5 minute head start before Bull makes the choice for him. Either way, Bull comes back to make sure you’re alright and if you’d like to just talk to him or your friends. Even if you're not with him, you've been a great influence in his life. He's not going to let that slide.

Dorian

“Want to try that again? I could’ve sworn I misheard you, speaking so rudely to my friend and the Inquisitor.”

-Dorian knows this song and dance and he’s used to it, but usually it’s directed at him and not you. You two could go on for ages with talking, from magic to history to politics, etc. If this noble thought he better than you to silence you, Dorian’s gonna make him regret. But with words. It’s so hard to hold back your laughter as Dorian puts himself between you and the nobleman, talking about the many words you could use to describe a fat, shameless pig with an asshole complex. Ever seen Dorian mad? Like, full flegged? You have now if romanced. He'll get very serious and very quite, coming up to the noble's face, and simply telling them to leave. There is no mistaking the electricity in his eyes nor at his fingers

Sera

*lots of yelling and cursing, followed by “HOW FUCKING DARE YOU TELL MY INKY WHAT TO DO YOU SHI-”

-Safe to say that Sera’s not happy. Yeah ok, she doesn’t understand a lot of what you say but she still likes it when you’re singing or talking around her. She at least knows you're safe and happy. But god help the poor fool who silences you. As much as he was looking forward to it, Bull has to try and restrain her from killing them as she’s yelling your praise and a number of curse words that made the man/woman clutch their pearls. Don’t let her back in the same room with them or else she’ll make a bee line…with a jar of bees. You’ll also be receiving a lot of angry cuddles. As a friend...yeah, no it's still pretty much the same. Except without the cuddles. She's a very dangerous animal, she doesn't need cuddles. At least that's what she keeps saying

Blackwall

*Casually sipping his drink and turning his sword to catch the man’s eye*

-Not. Having. Any of it. Blackwall isn't great with his words, but he’s good at conveying things through actions. Especially with telling the noble that they’re in danger when he puts his arm around you and has his sword drawn. If they still don’t get it (which, to be honest, is a mistake), he’ll bluntly put himself between you and the noble and ask you to continue what you were saying, there must be some sort of pesky fly around. If the noble tries anything, Blackwall has no problem with knocking them on their ass. As your friend, he may refrain himself unless he can see that this noble's words are doing more harm than anything. You've given him respect when he didn't deserve it. He looks to make sure it doesn't go to waste