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[spearxwind]

Hi so I'm sure you've been asked this before but I was just looking at ur "hr insp" tag (hope thats okay) and I was wondering if u could share a bit more info about this hr oc of yours?? They sound. Interesting

They also remind me of my oc Mels

Oh hey!! This has not really been asked since "HR" is not a single oc, but rather a setting!

A little context: my # X insp tags are inspo for my headworlds/settings, and for ocs I use #[ocname]core instead so they are easily distinguished

The setting in question here is The Hollowridge Disaster, (that's my lore tag with all relevant posts in there, which I keep separate from my inspo tag)

BUT HERE'S SOME INFO ABOUT HOLLOWRIDGE !!

The setting is basically a post apocalyptic alternate earth where hyperadvanced technology almost brought about the end of the world before being shut down and forcing humanity to recede technologically. Because of the big knowledge rift and fear this event caused, most tech knowledge was lost to time and it all became warped into occult mystical stuff because people had no idea how it worked so it was essentially like magic to them. Machines and other artificial creatures still run rampant so mankind has learned how to fight them and keep them at bay but the biggest mechanical threats are still very unknown. The story itself is heavy with a lot of symbolism of all kinds.

Here's the main cast of the setting:

(Adriel is also my main oc and my #1 fave, he's the guy you'll see the most of)

And to elaborate a bit more on the mystical lens over the setting since that might be confusing: spell circles are basically programming code lines. Anyone who is a witch or a mage is just someone who knows programming. Rogue AIs are called Daemons. Things like that. Everything has both an old world designation (what it actually is) and a new world designation (what it has been interpreted as)

[austinsastrology8991]

Uranus and why your life is a ShiT ShoW > URANUS IN Yer HOUSe <

Uranus in the FIrst - You are the most unpredictable little fuck-head that everyone loves. They always change > there clothes, there direction in life > their hair colour. they thrive in change unless you try to change them, they are the ones changing and dont you dare change them, thats all they have left ;( Uranus in the Second. - Crazy self esteem issues. these people think they are the greatest then the worst person, also same applies to their income because they dont think they are worth much, until they invest into bitcoin and think they will be the next warren buffet. honestly the only thing stable about you is the perception of your value changing. But they love change, something to look forward to i guess Uranus in the Third your brain and communication skills are kinda fucky you know that dont you. you always know how to say something shocking, and extremely good at changing the subject of a conversation, like you dont have to say much, but what you do say just made everyone go huh what the fuck you say? its amusing tho we appreciate you Uranus in the F4urth - Emotionally avoidant, dependent, and attached personalities. They cant make their mind up on how they feel, so they experiemnt with every feeling to see if they vibe with that. mum was probably very unpredictable, and they wanna be like her. they just trying their best to forgive her <3 Uranus in the Fifth - Okay this one is the genius. This one people actually think your onto something when your showing off because you break free of every social convention, and archetype, but in the most perfect way. everyone believes your special, and you can change the vibe of a room like dat Uranus in the Sixth - what a fkn mess your life is. I had this one friend who would have 10 different drinks in his room and he would drink each one sparingly (they were all warm too). he had some serious health issues, and lets not get into his mental health okay. but yall have crazy lives and you make it that way Uranus in the Seventh - Im not a player i just fuck a lot. they choose their partners based off how interesting they are, if you can satiate their curiosity you got em. but if your boring or not worth figuring out yeah g-bye. also they just come off strange so everyone is extremely curious. they get projected on a lot but they dont mind its a good way to find out something interesting lol Uranus in the Eighth - Freaks who will do anything.... and im not just talking about sex, if they want something they'll find any way to get it. masters of attainment, even if its probably not healthy for them, they don't care if they want it they get it. then the object of their fixation changes as soon as they do get it. they are like obsessed with 'progress' but its hard to call it that sometimes Uranus in the Ninth - Clever minds who are always skipping segments of a speech, or a video to find the juicy parts. They have very quick minds that are so easily bored, but if you talk to them, they'll never not have something interesting to talk about. also when change does occur its a LOt Uranus in the Tenth - why are yalll like this. just baffling people like they know how to make an entrance and when everyone starts loooking at them, they decide to make fun of everyone by doing something a lil bit too shocking, almosst making fun of you for looking at them. gets off on shocking ya Uranus in the Eleventh - They wanna change the world, but not in a way that is practical. until it is. They have a million friends because they have a knack for understanding people, but when you ask what they want or what scares them. it just makes you rethink why your even friends with them in the first place. 12 - your crazy. and its endearing but everyone is this close to calling the cops on you or locking you up in a psyche ward. maybe tone down your retardation. we all got something going on but you take it to a whole new level.

[krisdreaming]

Baby Fever

Pairing: Miya Atsumu x f!reader

WC: 1.2k

Summary: Osamu and his wife just had a baby. Now Atsumu sees them everywhere.

A/N: This kind of took a very different direction than I was originally planning and tbh, I kinda hate it now, but I spent over two hours writing it, so I'm gonna roll with it anyway. Maybe when I re-read it in the morning, I'll hate it less 😅

There's a term for it. Atsumu isn't sure what it is, but he knows that as soon as you're exposed to something new, you start noticing it around you more and more. That must be why, ever since Osamu's son was born, he's been seeing babies everywhere. They're at the grocery store. They're at the park. Suddenly, half of his teammates have been expanding their families like it's some kind of competition.

Suffice to say, Atsumu has seen more than his share of babies over the past few weeks. Sure, they're cute, or whatever. When a baby smiles at you, you can't help but smile back. When they grab onto your finger, you let them hold it for as long as they want. When they engage you in a staring contest across the grocery store aisle, you only put up a little bit of a fight before giving them the satisfaction of winning, flashing a sheepish smile at their mom or dad as you turn the corner.

The sight of the little monsters has started to trigger a strange twinge in Atsumu's middle, which he chalks up to the fact that he's an uncle now. There's a brand new member of his family, and he's really happy for Osamu and his wife. Seeing the babies everywhere reminds him of that. That's all it is.

See, the two of you had talked about this. You aren't ready for kids right now. He's in the prime of his volleyball career, and you love your job. You're both happy as just the two of you, spending your free time together doing the things you enjoy and getting a full eight hours of sleep each night. Having a baby would change everything. Your last discussion on the topic, right after Osamu and his wife had shared their pregnancy with the two of you, had ended on that exact note. He's pretty confident that's still how you feel. He's relatively confident that's still how he feels, too.

Of course, the longer it goes on, the harder it is to explain away. He watches Osamu doting on his son, snuggling him close and kissing his cheeks and smiling bigger than Atsumu's ever seen before. He knows his brother is tired, but he doesn't seem to care. He watches the way he looks at his wife, and the way both of them look at their son, and it softens something inside him. He sees you cradling your nephew close, cooing down at him with a soft smile, and his heart turns over in his chest.

Finally, one day, he comes to Osamu with a question.

"What's it like?" Osamu is wiping down the counter at Onigiri Miya, clearly trying to disguise his surprise and mild consternation at seeing his brother show up out of the blue, five minutes before closing time.

"What's what like?" He grunts, scrubbing at a ground-in glob of rice.

"Y'know," Atsumu gestures vaguely, "Being a dad."

"Ah," Osamu hums, grasping that quickly what this is all about. "It's incredible. I mean, don't get me wrong," He chuckles, "It ain't easy. It's way worse than whatever ya try to imagine based off a' everybody's helpful advice," He lifts his hands in air quotes. "But somehow, it's also worth it, in a way ya never could've imagined it would be. The way ya feel every time ya look at 'em - ya can't even put it into words."

Atsumu isn't sure how he's supposed to respond to that, so he just nods. Osamu smiles, looking him up and down with a too-critical eye. "Any special reason yer asking?"

"No," Atsumu says with a quick shake of his head, "Just curious, 's all."

Osamu nods, not saying another word, but the smirk on his face is more than enough to make Atsumu want to knock it clean off. Osamu's answer is exactly what he'd been afraid of.

It comes to a head one sunny Saturday afternoon when the two of you meet up with Osamu and his wife and son to visit a festival. The afternoon is starting to wind down when Osamu unceremoniously dumps the baby into Atsumu's arms. "Hey, mind watching him while we go to the bathroom quick?"

"Ah, sure," Atsumu says to his brother's already-retreating back. You poke at the baby's irresistibly pudgy cheeks, giggling along with him when your attentions illicit a bout of laughter.

"Oh my, what a sweetheart!" The elderly woman seems to appear out of nowhere, something Osamu is constantly describing but which Atsumu hasn't experienced until this moment. "Such a happy baby," She grins. "How old is he?" She looks expectantly at you, and after you gather your wits, you answer her.

The woman nods knowingly, as if she'd predicted as much. "Are you having a fun day with Mommy and Daddy?" She asks next in a goofy voice, completely oblivious to the way Atsumu chokes on the breath he'd just been inhaling and you shoot him a wide-eyed glance.

"Ah, well, actually-" You stammer out, at the same time Atsumu blurts, "We're not his parents."

"I see," She says good-naturedly, "Well even so, he looks very happy with you." With that, she goes on her merry way, and you and Atsumu share a bewildered look. Osamu and his wife return from the bathroom, and neither of you mentions the awkward encounter. It doesn't come up until later that evening, when the two of you are lying in bed.

"That was really somethin' today, huh?" Atsumu asks, trying to ignore the fact that his stomach is suddenly in knots.

"The old lady?" You chuckle weakly. "Yeah, 'Samu's right, they really don't have any shame, do they?"

"Yeah," Atsumu says, then takes a deep breath. "Do ya think, maybe, it's time to have that conversation again?"

You're silent for a few moments, and he can't quite place the emotions that cross your face. He doesn't have to explain which conversation he means.

"Maybe," You finally agree in a low voice. "Are you saying that your decision might be different this time?" It could be his imagination, but Atsumu almost thinks that you look hopeful.

"Maybe," He says carefully. "Would yours?"

"Maybe," You echo him, but there's a smile playing at the corners of your mouth.

"There would be a lot of changes," He says softly, fingertips tracing aimless shapes up and down your arm.

"Maybe we're ready for those changes," You murmur back, catching his hand in yours and letting him twine your fingers together.

He brings your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it. "As long as I've got you, I think I might be."

"Me too," You say, leaning in slightly to nudge the tip of your nose against his. When he kisses you, he hopes the pressure of his lips can convey even the things he can't put into words. He can't imagine living this life with anyone else.

[uselesssomebody]

Oooooo wondering if I request a miguel o'hara x platonic(maybe) shy reader who’s a popular superhero spider person who bonded with venom and has an infant son who’s a mommy boy with her boyfriend Miguel of her dimension. Miguel sees the reader reminded of his dead wife reader of his dimension. Pretty cute her infant son and Mayday Parker having play dates, she’s the godmother of Mayday and Peter is the godfather 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

'𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕜𝕚𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜' 𝕕𝕒𝕪 - dad!miguel o'hara x mom!reader

(or astv's spider society x platonic!reader)

complete masterlist | miguel o'hara masterlist

words || 𝟛𝕜

summary || in which the reader and peter b. have a 'bring your kid to work' day at the spider society

a/n || i have been frothing at the mouth to write dad!miguel so here

➵ anon i'm actually kneeling at your feet for this request; it's so *chef's kiss* unfortunately, i know 0 things about venom, and i forgot about the 'shy' aspect of reader, but otherwise, i tried to nail this request. if you want a shy reader x miguel specifically, just send me another req, and i will have it done.

➵ lemme talk about the spanish real quick: a lot of it in this one thanks to the lovely @spookyanamurdock. quite a bit of spanglish as well, translations are next to the spanish bits

➵ also miguel (both of him) is the only one to speak any spanish. reader is not coded as being able to speak spanish or necessarily being from a spanish-speaking country, but she can understand what miguel is saying.

➵ send me requests if you have ‘em. enjoy!

warnings || fluff

it'd been nine months since she'd had a full night's rest.

guess how old her infant was.

she was jolted awake to the sound of wails and cries and she quickly rubs her hands over her face as she sits up. she looks behind her to see her husband roll in his sleep at the sound, and she smiles, getting up more quickly so that she can handle their child before he wakes up.

she steps into the next room, where their son is rocking in his cradle, evidently upset. she pouts a little at the sight of his chubby cheeks pinched into a scowl, and his gummy mouth open and ignorant to how loud he was being.

"what's woken you up, baby?" she mumbles, quiet and rhetoric, as she immediately takes him in her arms, rocking him softly on one side while using her free arm to gently pat for where he was feeling discomfort. noticing none, and recognizing his cry wasn't that of hunger, she lifts him up gently, looking in his adorable, curious eyes.

she notices his cries have simmered, a more satisfied and sleepy expression on his features, and she smiles, "did you just want mama to hold you for a bit?" she muses, as she lovingly tucks his head back into her shoulder, quietly pacing the room with him. in another couple moments, he's out like a light once more, and she chuckles to herself as she lays him back down in his cradle, momentarily forgetting her annoyance at losing sleep as she traces a soft finger over his features, beaming at his adorableness, "goodnight, gabe." she murmurs softly, pressing a chaste kiss to his forehead, before she slips back out of the room, and into her bedroom. the clock by her bed reads 3:07, and she sighs, her exhaustion overtaking her once more. she smiles at the sight of her husband, still knocked out in the same position. she lays back down next to him, wrapping her arms tightly around him, as she revels in his large stature and radiating heat, falling asleep next to him almost immediately.

she was a little shocked when she'd gotten a call in for work the next morning. well 'work' is a better way of putting it, as you can't exactly put 'multiverse-hopping for the spider society' on a resume.

she'd worked with the gajillion other spiders in nueva york for a little over 3 years before she'd had to take maternity leave for the little baby she was currently heating up a bottle of milk for. on the other side of the kitchen, her husband was allowing gabe to sit on his shoulders and play with his hair as he tried to clean dishes, and she suppresses a laugh at the sight, plucking gabe off his shoulders. "enough of that, baby." she muses, "you'll mess up daddy's hair," she sets him into his high chair, gently sticking the bottle in his mouth, as her husband comes and sits next to her. she gently runs her hand through his hair, straightening it out where gabe messed it up.

"miguel?" she starts, and he nods, his eyes looking up at hers, "i've gotta go in today." he furrows his brow a little, before realizing what she was talking about.

"¿cuándo regresarías?” (when’ll you be back?) he mumbles, still a little sleepy from the hectic morning. she shakes her head.

"no clue yet. think we can get a sitter for him?" she cocks her head to gabe, who was happily enjoying his bottle himself. miguel sighs, rubbing his eyes a little.

"no creo, cariño" (i don't think so, sweetheart.) he looked stressed, and she looked at him sympathetically, so she shakes her head.

"that's okay, hun." she rubs his knuckles a little, "i'll just take him with me." miguel's eyes widen in worry, and she chuckles.

"it's just a consultation, don't worry." she smiles, "we'll not move an inch from the headquarters." his shoulders relax a little, and a smile finally falls over his tired face.

"uhm, claro. si, suena bien, sure." (right. yeah, that sounds good, sure.) he pauses for a moment, "uh, will the big guy be okay with it?" she looks at him confused, before she bursts out in laughter, making gabe jump a little, dropping his bottle. she winces a little, picking it up for him and mumbling a quick 'sorry' 

"are you talking about other-miguel?" she teases, and he groans with a smile.

other-miguel was her boss, the person in charge of the spider society. it'd been an... experience when she'd first met him.

originally, her recruitment was overseen by spiderwoman - jessica, her lovely friend who she was now coaching through her own pregnancy. because jessica brought her in, she'd not actually met other-miguel until nearly 2 months in.

the first time she'd seen him had been when jessica was at home - or her home universe - and she'd instead had to discuss her next mission with him. she'd gone up to his office, ready with a quip about how he had the same name as her long-term boyfriend - but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw her boyfriend's back in front of her. her eyes widen, and her greeting catches in her throat. other-miguel looks back at her, and he's got a similarly surprised look in his eyes.

"¿cariño?" (sweetheart?) he asks in his familiar, gruff voice. it was tinged in slightly more exhaustion.

"hon - honey?" she stutters out, finally able to clear her throat enough to talk, "what are you doing here?" he blinks in shock, before he sighs deeply, realizing what had happened.

"no - no, no soy…" (i'm not) he inhales, "you're seeing a miguel o'hara?" she blinks.

"honey, what are you-"

"no-" he cuts her off, "i'm not your miguel." her eyes narrow, before it dawns on her.

in the entirety of the spider society, there were countless versions of 'peter parker', a handful of 'miles morales's, and more than a few 'gwen stacy's and plenty of 'm.j.'s. it would be, in fact, more shocking that there wasn't more than one miguel o'hara in the multiverse.

"oh." she mumbles, "oh." a beat passes, "do you - you know someone like me too?"

his face is downcast. it's a touchy subject.

"si. así es." (yeah. that’s right.) there's a silence that passes over them, before his face becomes stern again, and he begins explaining the mission.

it took 3 more missions for other-miguel to open up about the woman she reminded him off, and she, in turn, would point out the differences between him and her boyfriend. they had a strange bond, something that was difficult to properly explain to anyone else, but they felt no obligation to.

she knows miguel found it hard to be around her at first. every time he'd look at her, his face would flash in a pain that she only came to know about later, and one she hoped to never understand. similarly, it made her feel weird to be seeing and hearing her boyfriend, yet having to adamantly remember that it wasn't him. it became better after a while, as it was easier to notice the differences between her miguel and other-miguel.

now, she was good friends with him - at least, as friendly as anyone could be with him.

"yeah, he won't mind," she continues, talking to her boyfriend, "besides, peter brings his little one in constantly. it'll be fine." she smiles, and her husband seems to calm a little.

"perfecto." he rises slowly, pressing a kiss to gabe's forehead, and then her lips, "¿te vere ésta noche?" (i'll see you tonight?) she nods with a small smile.

"yeah, honey." she waves him off as he heads to work, before she picks up gabe, "you ready for some misadventure, baby?" she teases, pressing a kiss to his nose. he coos in response, and she takes it as a yes, pulling out her watch.

after a couple minutes, a multicolored portal opens in her kitchen, and jessica walks in, waddling a little with the large weight in her stomach. she grins wide at the sight of the mother and son, cooing at the adorable child.

"i haven't seen you in ages!" jessica drawls, taking her into a hug, before plucking gabe up, and playing with his little baby hands, "have you grown, gabe? you're so big now!" he giggles in response, as though he's taken the compliment, and jessica laughs, handing him back to his mother.

"how've you been, jess? how's the tummy?" she asks, rocking gabe slowly. jess rubs her stomach, pouting a little.

"they're kickin' and screamin' to get out." they both laugh at the comment, before jessica pulls out a small, baby-sized watch, a visitor pass for baby gabe, "here." she slips it over his small wrist, "don't want you glitching out, do we?" jessica steps back, before looking back at her, "ready?"

she nods, clutching gabe a bit tighter.

"baby's first." jessica jokes, leading her forward. she adjusts gabe on her hip and the watch on my wrist, stepping in. gabe coos in interest at the colors of the portal, and he has to blink a few times when he realizes that the actual h.q. is significantly *less* interesting. he fidgets a little, brows furrowing in confusion, which causes her to soothe him with a hand running along his back.

"it's okay, baby." she whispers in his ear, glancing around at the familiar building and familiar spider-people milling about. a couple of them nod or wave in recognition, and she greets a few, before jessica pulls her along.

"c'mon, miguel and peter b. need us." she nods at jess's statement, tucking gabe's head in her shoulder and following the woman up to miguel's office.

as soon as they walk in, she see miguel and peter, stood on his suspended platform, look back at them, and 4 youngins on the floor look back too. they're a diverse group, teenagers and just older, and of course, she knew hobie and pav. immediately, the two of them come up to greet her, excited to see her after so long.

"you're back?" pav says excitably, and she laughs.

"no - no, not yet, sorry, guys." she clarifies, and gabe's head pops up at the noise. pav and hobie's eyes widen.

"you've go' a kid now?" hobie's accent, strong as ever, shines through. she rolls her eyes playfully.

"why'd you think i left? for fun?" peter's come down to join them at this point, and he engulfs her in a side hug, before taking gabe off her.

"and how is my little godson doing?" he coos, playing with the baby. she smiles at the interaction, before looking around him.

"where's my goddaughter, pete?" she asks curiously, wondering where may's head of vibrant red is. peter cocks his head in miguel's direction, making her look back up to see the infant crawling around on his giant, familiar shoulders. she laughs, and miguel finally comes down to join them. she sees the other two teenagers' faces scrunch in confusion, and it's suddenly evident to her that they're newbies, and they don't yet know that miguel's slow descent is nothing but a fear tactic and, more often than not, he'd use the faster setting to get to the floor in seconds. he comes up to her, a gruff expression on his face, and the teenagers' seem concerned. until, he dons the slightest hint of a smirk on his face. he nods his head in greeting, and she salutes him, and small grin on her face, as may practically slides down from his arm and into her chest, making her catch the baby with an exaggerated stumble and 'oomph!', "aw, you've grown, haven't you, may-be?" she smiles, having given her goddaughter an adjacent nickname to her own child, "what trouble have you been getting into?"

meanwhile, pav and hobie - uncharacteristically - were cooing over gabe in pete's arms. i turn to the teenagers, and jessica introduces me.

"gwen, and miles - visitor." jess clarifies, pointing at both respectively.

"nice to meet you guys." she nods back, looking between them and may, trying to crawl on her shoulders.

after a couple more moments of catch-up, miguel and pete pulled her up to the panel, along with may and gabe, and jessica pulls the other 4 out. miguel begins explaining the reasoning for the call-in.

"so, these 4 are being assigned to an anomaly. the girl's only been here a month - this is her first real mission - and the guy's here to prove himself." she quirks a brow.

"so he's been here less than a month and he's already on a mission?" it's not common - even she'd had to dredge through a month and a half of training sessions and simulations before going on her first mission - and even that was with jessica. miguel shrugs in response to her question, and peter interrupts.

"i vouch for him. he's a - he's a good kid. mentored him myself. we stopped a multiversal collapse together before." he says casually, so casually that she can't help but giggle. it'd been a year since she'd heard about things like 'multiversal collapses', and she still wasn't used to it.

"okay, where do i come in?" she asks, pulling gabe off of a monitor he wanted to play with.

"you can sit right here and just guide them. peter también va a estar aquí, solo, guialos ¿está bien?" (peter's gonna be here too. just... coach them, you know?) miguel explains, and she nods.

"right... sure. yeah, that works." peter smiles, and miguel points to a monitor.

"your station, m'lady." peter jokes, making her laugh. she sits down, gabe on her lap, slipping an earpiece in her ear and beginning to read the data file on the anomaly the 4 were looking to contain. after a couple minutes, she hears the crackle of a girl's voice - gwen - through the ear piece.

"hey! we've just arrived in the universe." she nods at the confirmation.

"perfect. you guys ready?"

the mission was relatively quick to finish, and she had celebrated with peter once hobie's voice had crackled through, saying the anomaly was captured. he stayed behind to monitor it while the three teens headed back, and she sighed in relief, finally picking gabe up from his place crawling on the floor with may.

while her and peter were tensely trying to ensure the kids were safe and everything went to plan, the two infants had been having the time of their life playing with each other. gabe would find it tremendously entertaining whenever may would begin climbing on walls, and he had tried a few times too, only getting as far as a meter up before his mother pulled him off out of her worry. nonetheless, he absolutely was determined to climb onto a monitor, which resulted in a slight hassle when peter lost audio for a moment.

by the time the mission was over and gabe was back in his mother's arms, he was out like a light, exhausted by his long day in the spider society.

after miles, pav and gwen had made it back, peter was sure celebrations would be in order, something that miguel seemed to be staunchly against, and something she had to reluctantly decline.

"sorry, guys, i should get back home. the little guy's already sleepy, and miguel should be back home by now." the sentence confused gwen and miles, as they looked between her and the intimidating boss of the spider society. she smiles at their confusion, but opts to let jessica explain, as she says her goodbyes and heads out. may, distraught at the thought of not being able to play with gabe anymore, makes a daring attempt to escape with him and his mom, only foiled at the last moment because of an attentive miguel. she smiles at the sight, petting her hair and letting may wave one final time at gabe's sleeping form - moving his hand to mimic a wave back - before heading to the portals.

when she tries to hand back gabe's visitor's pass to jessica, it's fruitless, as the other woman insists she keeps it, a certain knowing look in her eyes. she tries to ignore it, smiling in thanks, as the two head back.

correct to her belief, miguel - her miguel - was changing out of his work attire when they arrived and, upon hearing his greeting to her, gabe's eyes shoot open, excited at the thought of seeing his dad after the long day apart. it makes her laugh, and she sets the infant down on the couch to take off his wristband.

"¿qué tal todo?" (how was it?) comes miguel's - maybe perpetually - sleepy voice from behind her as she fiddles with the closing mechanism of the band.

"good. gabe tried climbing on a few walls, met his godsister - if that's a thing - met other-miguel and his godfather. got to meet the kids too." she lists off quickly, taking off the band and placing it to the side, not realizing that miguel is right behind her now.

he wraps his large arms around her, warmth encircling her body as she squeak in slight shock, making gabe laugh.

"and how was it for you, mi amor?" (my love) he asks, pressing a kiss to her cheek, making her smile.

"well, we saved the day. so it was very good." miguel nods, not letting her go.

"muy bien, muy bien," (good, good.) he whispers, seemingly now less interested in the answer to his question and more interested in the fact that he could hold her after his grueling day.

as soon as the hug lasts a little too long, though, they hear an indignant whine of disapproval, making them both laugh after a moment of shock. miguel detaches from her, and she reaches down to sit with gabe, before pulling him into her lap. his face immediately breaks into a smile, and miguel settles next to them.

"¿qué pasa, bebé? (what is this, baby?) you won't let me hug your mom anymore?" he says in playful upset. gabe frowns at his words, settling farther in his mom's arms.

"i think he's a little jealous." she teases, running her hands through gabe's thin head of hair.

"¡increible! (unbelievable!) i knew her first, amigo." the joking annoyance makes her laugh, as she places a big kiss to gabe's cheek and then to miguel.

"boys, boys. there's enough love for me to share." as if hearing her, gabe whines in annoyance again, making her and miguel look at each other with wide eyes.

"o - okay, it's all for you, gabe." she reassures, letting him rest his head on my shoulder. she looks up at miguel. "please don't start whining, now." she teases. he laughs quietly.

"no te prometo nada." (no promises.)

[softcitrus2345]

Im curious if your dms are open for talking about ocs and or possibly rp? Don't feel pressured I just really like your characters and think youre creative :)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I'D BE DELIGHTED, ANON 👀👀👀 I always have so much fun with rp, and I would LOVE to do more related to this niche O/////O

However I do wanna set some boundaries upfront I will not rp anything involving: - characters from outside media - explicit nsfw - healthplay/death feedism - slob/flatulence/musk - calling characters "pigs" or "disgusting" or anything involving degradation - large age gaps or having a minor involved IN ANY WAY - age play/regression - dom/sub nicknames 'n' stuff (it's just too sexual for me, and I don't feel comfortable having my characters interact that way) - hard vore/digestion - popping - air inflation - lactation - pregnancy - eggnant - scat/urine/feet/anything else like that I will however, be willing to rp stuff involving: - my ocs interacting with rp partner's ocs- rapid weight gain - stuffing - some teasing - forced weight gain/feeding - slime inflation/wg - blueberry stuff (*only in certain contexts) - hose/funnel feeding - some burps - belly rubs, squeezes - light biting - kissing (sometimes on the body as well, belly kisses 👌) - flustering/teasing - SOME moans.. - clothes tearing - immobility - extreme wg - soft vore - G/t - belly noises 👌👌👌

There might be some stuff I'm not remembering but I'll always be upfront when I'm uncomfortable with something, and of course, let me know if anything makes you uncomfortable as well!! I'd hate to be the cause of a negative rp experience ;;0;; If you're not sure about something, feel free to ask! I'd love to rp with yall!! :3

And if you just wanna talk about ocs, I'd love to talk about that too! Even out of context of this niche, if yall got questions I'm here to answer 'em! :P Hope all that made sense XP

[handgiven]

name. emmanuel / immanuel

name meaning. god is with us

alias.( ses ). em, emmy, hen-heart, turncoat, god’s oldest wind-up toy, bird of paradise, touch-me-not & patron saint of all things miniscule and unimportant

two picture's you like of your character. first choice would have been the two drawings my friend did but you can see those anywhere around my blog s o imma just put some gifs, and imma make it four, cos i never get to use anyway &lt;3

three headcanons you never told anyone. (oh my-- that'd require me to not post everything i ever think of and then not not recall what's out and what's not)

i : being created out of guilt, the first emotion he's known had been shame. he learnt to turn shame into love and thus gain his footing. still, compared to other angels, he wasn't created with his chin up high and never quite saw eye-to-eye with them. it's not that he feels less than them so much as some of them feel better than him. he's spent most of his time back in the garden tending to the flora and fauna for this reason, because in spite of all that love of his family he preaches, he found it easier to communicate with the other creations.

ii : the first words he's spoken to many of the other angels have been during the war between heaven and hell. this absurd violence was what finally forced him to make the choice and break out of his self-imposed solitude, and actually enact the love he claims to have for all angels, fallen and not alike. many of them didn't even know he existed when he brought them from the brink of death. many of them would forget him after, memory lost in the dust of the battle.

iii : overall, considering how lovingly he does speak about his family, one would imagine he sees them much more than he really does. he speaks more to fallen angels than the ones still in heaven, mostly because he feels that they are the ones more in need of love and grace, but also a bit because he worries that should heaven pick up on what he's doing on his own, they might object. and as much as he believes in his cause, he would hate to get in conflict with heaven for it.

three things your character likes to do in their free time.

i : gardening ii : hiking & exploring iii : arts & crafts with friends

three people your character loves.

yeshua. a figure existing on a thin edge between humanity and holiness. a wandering philosopher preaching peace and forgiveness, looking to the stars for inspiration, yet unavoidably grounded by his own being human. he was the one that really taught emmanuel to want to talk to people.

éloa, sister of the angels. born out of yeshua's tear, she was a curious young thing that emmanuel took it upon himself to care for and protect. he failed, she fell, and he blames himself to this day.

thy neighbour. the 'your mom' of this very serious character sheet. a way for me to fit the whole planet into the 'three people' list and be funny about it.

two things your character regrets.

i. éloa.

ii: turning his back on heaven's violence unto humanity, divine punishment and all. any time he's faced with having to choose sides between the heavenly plan and any slight segment of humanity, he always ends up secondguessing and possibly regretting his choice, simply because his very nature makes him very conflicted in terms of what is expected of him. that which is expected of him is what he lives for, after all.

three phobia's your character has.

i. deep cold waters. ii. losing control of the holy light inside him. iii. failure.

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[veryaren]

UGHHH not to be a fag but I'm rereading one of my favorite books and. This line is so luchinini to me I know that this is so majorly faggy and loserly and poovepilled but HEAR ME OUT.

(Incoming luchinini rant ? -majority just luchino interp and analysis really but it can be inferred I am talking about luchinini-that gets progressively more off track)

(benjamin alire saenz.... the feelings you evoke)

to me. Luchino is anything but a normal lover. he loves in a very weird way. He is definitely in NO WAY a parallel to the main character of this novel but I do love the way this sentence is phrased. It is so raw and REAL I love it. I think luchino often makes odd statements.

example a.

(very disconcerting thanks)

example b

(when prompted to talk about his knowledge of berries for the fall???he's so strange.)

hes weird. And a D1 yapper very clearly. So it would not surprise me for him to have somewhat morbid thoughts and perspectives on love as well. he often makes comparisons or mental parallels with his knowledge of certain things etc etc. so I think his feelings toward love would be no different. by nature he is morbid and curious.

gahhh. THIS IS SO GAY but I'm having. VISIONS. his weirdness is probably worse when he's in love. not in the "em.. Heh!!! Oops!!! That was so embarrassing, sorry, ah!!!" Kind of way but in the "on late nights I will stare at you and observe you as you sleep and breathe and stir." kind of weird. And he doesn't even realize that it's just a little creepy. nor does he ever really Mena them in a sensual way I dont think. (goonchino interps scare me iykwim. like sometimes they just write him weird. TOO freaky.)

something something "I wonder what it might be like, to see you in the mundane of your day. where your idle mind goes, what you're conjuring in that head of yours when you've nothing but yourself."

I have. Sort of mentioned this before but I do think that sometimes these kind of thoughts just slio through too. And, again, when they do he CANNOT tell why it would be unsettling. IN FACT I THINK HE FINDS A BEAUTY IN IT. He does not have the clearest grasp on certain factors of societal norms but that is ok.

he clearly loves to talk. but never finds the right place to properly insert himself. once he is comfortable though with someone (cough Antonio...but again this is still more luchino centered than luchinini I am very much holding back) I think it would probably be habitual, to just say what is on his mind. something similar to the aformentioned novel quote. my brain is running low on words so feel free to imagine examples.

"beautiful, even in your unrest. it's wonderful to think, how you might gnash your teeth in frustration at a chord just an octave too low. How the tips of your fingers might grow pink in the way that they do when you grip your bow just that bit too roughly." Such and such (luchinini sneak)

ANYWAY. I need to sleep soon. but that's really all. quick tie back to luchinini premanor au because I am sick and twisted (read: faggot) but there is also something selfish about the way luchino lovesb(in the way I write him to clarify) . never intentionally of course, it's mostly due to his lack of etiquette in social scenes. but he shows antonio a love unlike any of his past.

it's alive. involved. difficult and strange but it grows him. antonio starts to love himself the way that luchino loves him, to live life in a way that makes him whole. The kind that makes him want to be worthy of that kind love.

and then, luchino leaves. and I don't think this is something he would regret. because he thinks it is the best option. it's visible in his own words (see luchino lore wiki. too lazy to site exact stuff maybe later) that he does not regret leaving, the farther away he is from anyone, the better. I dont think this factor is any different in premanor au. while yes it would hurt, and he knows it would hurt antonio, it is just what he needs to do. scientific brain seperating you from your beautiful t4t relationship with your hot Italian husband

Ill draw this later trust

[misc-obeyme]

hi ur writing is literally amazing can i ask u some stuff regarding it/how you go about writing/advice? feel free to ignore this if its not something youre comfy with

were u ever nervous to post fic? i just posted my first one and am like. super embarrassed (i also have a Guilt Complex that influences that lmao). if so, did you find it easier as you kept writing?

also how the hell do you write endings/get the motivation for them? youre really good at tying things together nicely at the end (or the occasional Leave 'Em Wondering) and im curious about your process for it. i can pretty steadily get up to the scene i started the fic to write but after that brain and motivation go honk mimimi

anyways thank you for sharing your work with the internet! i love reading your stuff its always a highlight in my day :)

Hi there, anon!

So first of all, I absolutely LOVE questions about writing, so please always feel free to send me any you may have! I'm such a nerd, I really love talking about the process and I'm happy to discuss it or share advice and so on!

Secondly, omg you're so sweet! Thank you, I'm so glad you like my writing!

Now then, lemme answer your questions! I apologize in advance for the LENGTH of these answers, but I seem to be incapable of writing about this sort of thing without it turning into an entire essay.

Yes, absolutely, I was extremely nervous when I first starting posting my fics. Some of that may have been that I hadn't written fic in a while and I was nervous enough about sharing, but I was extra nervous about messing up characterization. I wasn't used to writing for characters that I didn't create myself. I got nervous again when I started posting smut, too lol.

The thing about this type of anxiety in general is that exposure therapy really is the cure. It's like that for a little bit at first, but the more you do it, the more you prove to yourself that it's no big deal. Nowadays, I have almost no anxiety when I'm posting something fluffy and even most smut pieces are easier for me to post, too.

Another piece of this is remembering that the reason you write fic is for your own enjoyment. You're putting it on the internet on the chance that someone else might like it, too. But really, you have to focus on the things that make you happy. It's easier to deal with posting anxiety if you keep your focus on the joy of creation rather than the adrenaline of sharing. It's hard to do, but it gets easier the more you do it!

Okay, so endings! Uh, here's a fun fact about me, endings are my weakness lol. I have a lot of practice starting things and then never ending them because I absolutely get bored at a certain point. So I know exactly what you mean by the brain going to honk mimimi land.

For me, the trick was to write short stuff. Most of my fics are just scene length. This allowed me to get some practice with writing more endings because I didn't get bored when I was pretty much just writing one scene. So I found a couple things that I like to do for endings specifically, but then I also discovered a way to sort of keep my brain engaged while writing longer stuff.

It kinda all comes down to what you want to leave the reader with. That final paragraph or sentence can really deliver an impactful emotion. So you kinda have to think about what the rest of the scene is about, what specific feeling do you want the reader to have when they get to the end? If you're not sure, you can also frame it as what kind of feeling do you want to have at the end?

One technique I like to use is tying everything back to the beginning. I've used it multiple times, but it's probably most obvious in this Barbatos drabble. The first and last sentences are the same, but you don't have to be that blatant about it lol. That was mostly a stylistic choice. But if you look at the third paragraph and the last paragraph, they are parallels of each other, but they're different. What they convey is that something has changed by the end. So by repeating pieces of the beginning at the end, I'm deliberately illustrating what changed in the middle.

It's like thinking of the ending as a sort of summary of everything that happened in the middle of the story. If you're writing something longer, you can apply this to individual scenes as needed. But you might end up with an entire scene at the beginning and an entire scene at the end that do the same thing (rather than a couple of paragraphs).

Another thing I like to do is leave an implication of further action that isn't included. Something like "You wouldn't leave his room until morning." or maybe "You had a feeling something like this would happen again soon." Like this isn't really the end, but the rest is up to your imagination!

This is more specifically about the last paragraphs/scene/sentence, though. It's good to think of a way to recall the entirety of the story you just told, leaving the reader with the overall feeling you were going for.

But when it comes to longer stories, if you're finding you make it to one scene and then stop, well, that might be the end of your story. For this kind of thing, it really helps me to think about what the end game of the story is. For instance, in my longest fic, The Threads That Bind, I knew it was a Barbatos x MC love story. So the "end" couldn't happen until they had confessed their feelings to each other. A lot of other stuff happened before that, but it all contributed to that final plot point. And there isn't much story after that. The final scene is their confession. (There is a spicy epilogue, but that was just a bonus lol.)

So if you can decide before you even start writing what the goal is, you can write to that goal, filling in a bunch of cool scenes along the way. It doesn't have to be that you know exactly what happens or what the final scene is. When I started writing Threads, I had no idea how the confession was going to go. I just knew that Barbatos and MC had to end up declaring their love somehow.

But I tied that into the rest of the story with the theme of the threads. It was a visual anchor as well as a metaphorical one - magic let them see threads binding them together, but the feeling of belonging to each other was kind of the point of it all. So I was able to take that concept that I'd already used and incorporate it into the final confession scene.

NOW THEN all of this might also be easier if you're an outline type of person, but I most definitely AM NOT. Other writers swear by an outline and you'll probably find a lot of information on how to use one if you Google it.

But outlining for me is like pulling teeth, so I never do it. I write my first draft in a fever dream, with the end goal and a handful of ideas about overall themes and a couple things that I just think would be cool or fun to write. I spend a lot of time daydreaming about the story first, too, but I don't write anything down until I'm writing that first draft.

I could probably write a whole book on my methods for writing, but my biggest piece of advice for this kind of thing is EXPERIMENT.

The best part about writing is that aside from the basic fundamentals (spelling, grammar, sentence structure, etc), there are NO RULES. So if you're finding you're always struggling with finishing, try out anything and everything that might help you with that. Try writing outlines, try not writing outlines, try ending your story with the scene you were working toward, try thinking of a new scene you want to write as the ending scene. If it works, great! If it doesn't work, no problem! Just chuck it and try something else.

Sometimes the best thing for me to do is to ask myself what would be the most fun to write next? And then just going for it. My opinion is that you can always edit things later!

Anyway, I hope some of that helps! I'm sorry I really rambled quite a bit, but like I said, I love talking about this kind of thing lol.

Good luck, anon, and I believe in you!

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Adina is a Seraph, member to one of the higher courts in Heaven. She is the curious sort, eager to seek out secrets to better position herself among the hierarchy of the Seraphim. She is not above using any tool in her arsenal to her advantage and sees lesser choirs- especially Exorcists- as little more than mouthy tools.

She is the lover of @your-favorite-spyho.

Read more about her here!

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Adina's Story

Backstory

Past with @seraphim-sarai and @exorcist-ava ( you'll see! )

Past with @seraphim-perach

RPs

Arc One

Meeting @exorcist-milan420

First meeting with @your-favorite-spyho ( 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 )

Encounter with @ask-lute

Leedina ( 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 )

Ruining things for @seraphim-sarai and @ask-emily-em-emmy ( 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 )

SERAPHIM SHOWCASE ( 1 | 2 )

BEACH DAY ( 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 )

GIRL’S NIGHT

Paint 'n' Sip ( 1 | 2 )

Talk with Perach

Milan tells Adina off

Agreena in the Envy Ring ( 1 | 2 )

SAVING NESSIE ( 1 | 2 | CURRENT INTERACTION!!! )

Bunny refuses to be friendly with @sinner-peyton

Encountering @your-favorite-therapist

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The Queen and Her Levi - Chapter 7: The Castle

King!Levi Ackerman x fem!reader

Description:

"All my life I have never known what it was like to love someone, if anything, really. Until I met you, and everything changed, you brat."

"Reader" has a name, if you don't like it, then change it to your own, the world is your oyster.

Will contain VERY mature and triggering content. Viewer discretion is advised and minors please DNI.

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Prologue | Previous chapter

[AN: Before you begin!!! I've decided that since there will be a lot of MATURE and TRIGGERING content in this story. I am going to begin it with a bold 'X' so that you know that there will be 18+ content that is within the coming chapters, you shouldn't miss it. I'm sure a lot of you will appreciate the smut, though ;p  By the way...! Our girl called 'Asuna' is YOU!! It's easier for me to write if she (you) has a name...if you don't prefer that name or her appearance, change it to your own! Also not proof read as of April 2024, but grammatical changes may be made. And without further ado..]

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The guards continued to stand next to Asuna and Levi's bedroom doors as if they were afraid something was going to break into the room. She looked over and felt rather concerned. She wasn't an idiot, she could tell something was off, and she felt like Dana knew about it. 

"What is going on?" Asuna asks while standing up, still eyeing the guards that were guarding her door for dear life. The guards nodded at their Queen and closed the door softly, locking it once again. 

They didn't answer her, as if they were instructed not to say anything to her. It angered her that she was getting secrets kept from her. Normally she wouldn't mind, but if there are guards standing at her door and her personal handmaiden acting off about the situation, everyone would be curious. She looks at Dana and glares, trying to get an answer out of the young handmaiden. Considering Asuna was going to be the new Queen within the week, Dana wouldn't dream of disappointed her, so she answered her silent question as to what was going on and why everyone around her seemed so tense. 

"There has been threats made against the palace..." Dana says after a couple minutes of silence. "Levi doesn't take threats lightly, so that's why everyone is alert right now. It shouldn't be anything to worry about though!" she finishes. 

Asuna looks at her with some confusion and nods lightly. 

"What kind of threats?" she asks.

"I've told you all I know," Dana replies. "I promise, Your Grace, if I knew something I would tell you." 

There it is again. 'Your Grace...' I'm never going to get used to that, am I? 

Asuna walks back to her side of the king sized bed and sits down, glancing at the balcony and looking at the pretty blue sky that stood above her inside the large castle she was in, she was ready to explore it. Even if Levi would keep her locked in this room, she still wanted to get used to her surroundings and the giant castle she was living in, but everyone else was right. If there were threats against the castle, or her, or Levi, she was glad that whatever those threats were were not being ignored, and that everyone was handling it to the best of their ability. She secretly appreciated all the protection she was getting, but if this protection means being locked in her room all day with nobody but her handmaidens to talk to, then she didn't want it. 

Dana slowly walked toward her and stood above her smiling. She put her hand in hers and squeezed it, realizing that Asuna needed this right now, after feeling so alone and unsure about everything going on around her. Asuna smiled back and took the stranger's hand in hers, realizing that if she was going to trust anyone around her at this point, it should be her. She suddenly looks back to the events of last night and starts to get emotional. 

How is any of this going to work? Am I going to find any sort of happiness here? Or is it always going to be like this? I don't want to feel like this. I don't want to be unhappy.. I deserve better.

She remembers Dana's comment on how her relationship with Levi will get easier, but it's hard to believe that when nothing seems to be going right when it came to the way she feels about him, and the way he treated her just a few hours prior. 

About an hour or two passed with her and Dana talking to each other and getting to know each other as regular people. - She had offered Asuna so many things that she might want. Such as some snacks, drinks, towels, new clothes, even a glass of wine at one point. She was nervous about saying yes and acting so needy, but knowing she would soon be the Queen, she knew she might have to say yes to things she wants or needs at one point or another. 

They continued talking under a large knock was heard at the door which made Asuna jump. Dana smiled at her and called out to whoever was at the door to come in. Exasperatingly, Hange barged in by herself and saw Asuna sitting there confused, and obviously still unsure about everything around her. Hange smiled and approached her, while Dana rolled her eyes at Hange.

"Asuna!" The excited Scout yelled at her and smiled. "You're still okay with me calling you by your first name... right?!"

Asuna smiled up at her unwillingly and stood up, she nodded and greeted her with grace. 

"Hange, it's good to see you again!" She responded. "May I ask what took so long?"

Jeez... I'm already starting to sound so stuck up and spoiled... I need to keep my cool and try to be nicer and not so demanding.. But damn... I've been wondering where she was for hours...

Hange looked at her with her eyes widened, she giggled nervously and shrugged it off, stood next to her and put her hand on her shoulder. 

"Just some military business!" Hange responded. "Nothing to worry about!"

When Hange responded, Asuna glanced over at Dana to see she was still sitting there at the table they were talking at, looking stressed and scared, but still smiled regardless at her new Queen. Asuna brushed it off and nodded, wondering what she should say next. She was never really the shy type of girl. She had always said what came to her mind without worrying about what anyone would think of her. She thought for the first time in her life, she was shy and speechless. 

"Anyway!" Hange continued. "Are you ready for me to show you around your new home?!"

Asuna nodded almost immediately. She never thought she'd be more ready to see the castle as she was right now. 

"I was so scared I'd be locked in this room forever." 

Hange's eyes widened as she glared.  "Levi locked you in here?! Are you serious?!"

"I wish I wasn't" She responded.

"That little-" Hange stopped herself from saying anything more. Asuna could see the anger in her eyes at realizing Levi had locked her in the bedroom as if she was some prisoner. She signed and looked down at the ground then glanced over at Dana, who had the same expression. It's almost as if these two read her mind, she was happy to know that they didn't agree with Levi's behavior, but at the same time, knew they couldn't do anything about it. He was the King after all.

Asuna chuckled a bit, trying to hide the conflicting feelings she felt deep inside her. Let's just hope that Hange or anyone else can try to talk to Levi, if he was planning on locking me inside this room 24/7, after all. 

"It doesn't matter..." Asuna lies, looking down at the ground. "I'm sure it'll all be okay..." 

"I love your confidence!" Hange smiles and sits up. "Are you ready to see your new home?!"

Asuna nods and gets up with her, very excited to leave this room finally. She's only been in this room for 12 hours, but to her, it felt like years. 

The tour around the castle with Hange was amazing, the castle was absolutely beautiful. It has gorgeous white painted walls with velvet carpeting around the long hallways. Hange showed her all of the great views from the balconies that surrounded the palace, every balcony had an amazing view of Stohess, which was the city in which Levi chose to stay due to his history of growing up beneath it, his uncle lived there too when he was King as well, so he just decided to stay there- despite him hating it most of the time. 

Hange showed Asuna all of the offices that belonged to the higher up military officers. She saw Erwin, who she admired well due to his empathy towards her situation. He smiled and waved at her, seeing a sort of kindness in him that she saw in Hange as well, but not Levi. Hange also showed her Levi's office and offered if she wanted to go in and see him, but she shook her head and said she'd rather not, trying to avoid him truthfully.  

Same with other officers, such as Miche Zacharius, Nanaba, and Levi's so called special elite squad in the Scout Regiment, Petra, Gunther, Eld, and Oruo. All of these people seemed super nice and welcoming, bowing to their new Queen and attempting to establish a good relationship with her. One thing she just couldn't wrap her head around was, seeing all of these people, but Levi was not in sight. She hasn't seen him since he left her this morning. She also noticed that guards and other military officers were running around her, in a rush or something. As if something was happening. She remembered well about some sort of threats that were being made, it aggravated her that nobody was telling her what threats were happening, maybe that's why Levi was not seen. 

The last area in the castle that Hange introduced to her was the throne room of the castle, it was the largest room that she had seen, she felt so tiny when she walked in there for the first time. Asuna's eyes widen, as she sees the large room with a single throne standing above marble plated stairs and large windows behind it, shining light on her face that made her mouth hang open in awe, it was so beautiful. 

"As you can see, there is only one throne." Hange breaks Asuna out of her trance on how gorgeous the throne room was. "Levi never sits in it though, I think I've only seen the man sit in it twice or so since I've known him..." 

"Why doesn't he sit in it?" Asuna looks up at Hange, genuinely curious. 

"Hmmm, not sure!" She responds. "The truth is.. Levi never wanted to be King... He mainly did it out of duty, and the fact that his uncle abdicated." 

Asuna was intrigued. She knew little to nothing of King Levi's past or how he came to be the King, and how he rose to power despite supposedly Levi living underground for the majority of his childhood. Asuna wanted to ask more, she cursed herself for being curious about all of it, and mainly what she was forced to be involved with. Ignoring her curiosity, she looks around the throne room, admiring it and seeing the main picture of her new life as a Queen.

Suddenly, a man she had never seen before with brown hair and a bull cut runs up to Hange.

"What is it, Moblit?" Hange asks the man. 

Moblit bows at Asuna as he whispers something in Hange's ear. Hange sighs as she looks up, trying not to cause Asuna to think anything was actually wrong. 

"Sorry, Your Grace!" Hange says. "There is some other business I need to tend to right now!"

Asuna nods and smiles back at her. 

"Would you let me escort you back to your room?"

"I think I remember the way back up there, I'll be okay." She responds. 

"Sorry, Your Grace. But I need to have at least someone escort you back, whether or not you know the way back!" 

"What? Why?" Asuna asks, trying not to sound agitated at her. Hange was being so kind and welcoming, it wouldn't be fair of her to be rude just because of an inconvenience. Until now Asuna always felt so independent, basically doing everything herself for as long as she could remember, now in the matter of a day, everything changed. 

"For right now, Levi insists that you be guarded and escorted." Hange responds, being honest with her. Asuna wanted to ask why again, but there was no reason to, instead she asked something else. 

"What is going on, Hange-san?" Asuna asks as guards walk around her, waiting for her so they can take her back to her room. "Why does everything seem so tense? Is it always like this?"

Hange sighs and gives her a slight smile. "As Dana said earlier, there are some threats against the castle right now. We need to be cautious and protect yo-"

"What threats? What is happening?" Asuna interrupted. "Please, tell me." 

"Sorry, Your Gra-"

"It's Asuna." 

"Sorry, Asuna." Hange corrected herself. "I'm sure Levi will tell you, eventually."

Asuna sighs in annoyance. Can someone please just tell me what the hell is going on?! I feel like secrets are being kept from me. I hope this isn't a regular thing...

Hange waves her hand, smiles, and bows as she leaves with Moblit. She turns around to see guards standing before her, waiting for her to take herself back to the bedroom, or more like a dungeon, she thought. 

The guards escort her back to her room as they bow, closing the door before locking it once again. Asuna tries to unlock the door but it was no use, she was stuck in there again. 

She could see that the sun was about to go down, with no sign of Levi since the morning. Dana and a few other hand maidens had offered to help her out of her dress, but she insisted on doing it herself. Undoing the corset of her dress, she looks in her new wardrobe and sees several dresses that weren't there before, including a few nightgowns. 

She wanted to go through all of the pretty dresses and night gowns that were given to her, as well as explore more of the room, especially the huge bookcase full of books that were sure to be good reads. If she was going to be locked in this room for who knows how long, she was looking forward to at least some sort of entertainment. Despite her curiosity on wanting to browse around her new shared bedroom with Levi, all she could think about was how exhausted she was. 

The lack of sleep she had the night before was starting to get to her, she felt her eyes closing up as everything around her started to look blurry. Perhaps things would work out better if she tried to get some decent rest, but first, she needed to shower and clear her head.

A few hours later, Levi had finally come back to the bedroom. It was probably almost midnight, locking the door behind him as he saw Asuna's gorgeous figure lying down on her side of the bed. The poor girl, she was utterly exhausted and overwhelmed, what he did to her the night before definitely didn't help with that either, but he didn't care. 

He takes off his expensive blazer and puts it on his chair, unbuttoning a few buttons from his shirt to get more comfortable. He walks towards her, slowly, incase she was awake he didn't want to startle her. He sits down beside her and admires how pretty she was. She was passed out, completely asleep. Water droplets from her hair and her body making her skin glisten. She smelt so good, she must have been so tired that she didn't even have the strength or the thought of changing into a nightgown. Instead, a towel was wrapped around her, covering her body. How foolish of you. He thought and chuckled to himself. 

"If you really wanted me to keep my hands off you, you would have tried harder to hide yourself. Instead, you fall asleep with nothing but a towel covering your body, what a silly little brat you are." He said to himself quietly, not loud enough to wake her. 

He smiles softly before brushing a strand of hair from her face, admiring her pretty features as she slept. He wanted to stay there forever, just watching his pretty little wife-to-be sleep, but he didn't. He couldn't get the thought of her tied to the bed once more out of his head. Perhaps, he let the intrusive thoughts win. 

Asuna suddenly woke up minutes later, it takes her a few minutes to get out of her sleeping trance. She tries to move, but soon discovers that she can't move her wrists. She wakes up almost immediately, looking up to see that her wrists were tied to the head board once more. Completely naked, she gasps and tries to control her breathing as she panics for a moment, until looking up to see Levi, naked as well with his large cock hanging out, standing right above her. 

"Levi- what?!... What the fuck are you doing?!" She yells, but right as she tries to protest, he covers her mouth with his hand. 

"Shhh." He whispers. Kissing her forehead as he leans against her. 

"You shouldn't have fallen asleep with nothing but a light towel covering you..." He answers. "Maybe you do want this after all..." 

He takes his hand away from her mouth. She wanted to cry again, but she tried to be brave because she knew she was stronger than this. She wanted to try to show him that she was tough. She tries to break free, but the rope tying her wrists to the bed seemed to be much tighter than last time.

He was none too gentle as he suddenly pushes two fingers inside of her, feeling her wetness. She moans and arches her back again, making his cock twitch as she tightened up. He pumps in and out, moaning as well as he doesn't take his eyes off her flushed face. He moves his left hand up to cup her breast, pinching her nipple until she's crying out. 

Asuna doesn't say anything. She doesn't protest. All she can let out was helpless moans as he continued to finger her faster, curling them to the spot where he knew would send her flying in whispers and moans. He kisses her lips, as he moves to kiss all over her face, her neck, and her chest, moving down to swirl his tongue around her nipples, hardening them as she shook from his intense fingering of her cunt. 

She could swear as she saw him feeling around her body that he was smiling down at her, grinning as she attempts to struggle, but her wrists bound to the headboard of their bed was keeping her from moving a muscle. His muscular body was sitting in between her legs, too strong for her to push him away as he continued to play with her pussy and her large tits. He continued to finger her, rub her clit at a fast pace, all while moaning and smiling down as she attempted to hide that she was starting to enjoy this. Moaning uncontrollably, he grinned at her as he could feel her getting wetter and wetter, breaking the silence, Levi speaks. 

"Hmm," He moans as he continues to kiss her neck. "You enjoying the way I touch you? Feel yourself tightening up around my fingers?" 

"Shut...-" She attempts to say between moans.

"Sorry, baby..." He switches to rubbing her clit faster than before, causing her to tense up and moan louder. "I didn't catch that." 

"Shut up!" She yells at him. "Is there a reason why you need to tie me up...? You son of a bitch?!"

He laughs softly at her comment, rubbing her clit some more. After a few moments, she squirts all over his fingers, feeling her cunt getting wetter and wetter as she comes down from her high. He groans some more, admiring how beautiful she was despite her face being on fire with humiliation. He grins softly as he puts his fingers into his mouth, tasting her sweetness. He sits up on his knees, still looking down at her helpless form underneath him. To her surprise, he begins to untie her wrists from the headboard, loosing the knots as he throws the rope to the side. 

Though, to his surprise, she doesn't try to get away. She remains underneath him, rubbing her wrists to try to get rid of the small red marks around them. He grabs her wrists again, she gasped thinking he is going to hold her down again, instead he kisses the small red marks around her wrists, easing the pain. Without meaning to, she blushes a bit. 

Asuna tries to relax, attempting to accept the fact this was going to happen. To be fair, she would have preferred to have sex with him right now without being restrained, she would rather just hold him tightly and try to pretend like it all actually meant something to him. 

"Good girl." He says quietly, kissing her on the lips again. Holding her soft face in his hands, he admires her gorgeous face, looking up at him with her pretty eyes, glistening in the moonlight that was lingering through their room. To his surprise again, she wraps her arms around his neck, holding him tightly. He tries to hide his blushing as she rubs her hands through his undercut, feeling his soft, dark locks as she held him tight. 

He smiles softly again, an emotion that didn't come often with Levi Ackerman. Without warning, he pushes his large member inside of her, instead of letting out protesting pleas or tears, she moans in pleasure as he softly eases himself inside of her. Going slow, pushing in and out before fully sheathing himself inside of her, feeling him in her lower belly. Considering this was only her second time ever having sex, it was still a bit uncomfortable for her, the feeling of being full against her will. The pain was intense, but as he continued to thrust into her slowly, she was discovering it was the type of pain that was starting to feel good. 

"Tell me, beautiful." He says between thrusts, holding her outer thighs as he squeezes her ass, causing her to yelp. "How good does this feel?" 

She can't exactly comprehend a sentence at that moment. She was too focused on the feeling of him deep inside her, how the pain started to get better. Feeling the bulge of his large cock deep in her belly, she couldn't answer as she was too occupied on how good it felt. Not hearing an answer from her, he grabs her ass tighter. Moving his other hand up to grab her breast and pinching her nipple more, peppering her face with kisses. He sheathes himself into her harder, at this point, her moans were louder than before. 

"I asked you a question, sweetheart." Levi says he thrusts into her deeper, at much faster pace. "How good does my cock feel deep inside of you?"

Asuna tries to muster the strength as she is beginning to see stars. The pleasure felt nothing but intense, she could feel herself wanting to cum again with how deep he was going. 

"Feels... good-hah!" She manages to speak. Wrapping her arms around his neck tighter, digging her nails into his upper back, but he didn't much care. In fact, it turned him on even more to see that she was feeling good from this. He goes into her faster, lifting her legs up towards her rips so his hands were grabbing her thighs, reaching her g-spot and feeling her gummy walls tighten around him. 

The sex lasted almost an hour, with Levi going at various paces and holding her tight with each thrust. His sweaty forehead meets hers, the pain Asuna was feeling was no longer there, but at the same time, she couldn't get rid of the thought that he was only doing this for his mere entertainment. As well as the fact that she belonged to him now, and was going to be his wife, he didn't have the need to feel bad at all. 

Before long, he could feel himself getting closer and closer to his climax. She felt so good, he didn't want it to end. 

"Levi... Please..." Asuna moans, feeling herself running out of strength. Levi had a really high stamina, his sex drive over the roof. "I can't take it... much longer." 

"Shh, I'm almost there." He answers her, kissing her forehead. "You're doing so good for me, baby." 

A few moments later, he released inside of her. She moans loud as she can feel the warmth spreading deep inside, planting his seed. He breaths heavily as he takes a few moments before pulling out of her, admiring his cum spilling out of her pretty, yet overstimulated pussy. 

Levi gets up slowly and grabs a small towel, walking back to her exhausted form lying on the bed, splayed and vulnerable to him. He gently wipes her down everywhere, caressing her cheek and kissing her some more. He soon lays down next to her, holding her body closely as he wraps his arms around her waist. He turns her over so she can look at him, she looks into her gorgeous, emerald green eyes that he could stare at for hours. He chuckles softly before kissing her gently on the lips, holding her cheek and letting go before speaking. 

"Your name... Will be Asuna Ackerman." Levi says suddenly. "You will be the Queen of the Walls, wife to Levi Ackerman, and the most powerful woman within the walls. It has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?"

Asuna doesn't say anything back, too tired to speak. She does respond though in her own way, grinning softly. Levi couldn't tell if that was a forced smile or she may have felt happy about her new life, her new fiancee. 

Levi gently kisses her forehead once more before lying back down, wrapping his arms around her waist once more. Listening to her soft breaths, rubbing her belly softly as he buries his face in her neck.

'Asuna Ackerman,' She thought to herself. Does it really have a 'nice ring' to it? Maybe I can find happiness here. Maybe I can learn to love him the way I am supposed to. But the real question is, will he love me back? She suddenly remembers the threats that she heard was being made against the castle, and that she hasn't had a chance to ask him yet.

And will he be honest with me... and tell me what the hell is going on? 

[AN: After this chapter, there is one more and this story will be fully updated to Tumblr! Working on chapter 9 as of right now. Arigato]

MASTERLIST <3

-Kat

[daisybellejpeg]

hi! this is regarding dr. shaw and the bright situation, so don't feel forced to answer this at all ^^ asking about 2 things

do you plan on rewriting the scp 963 article with dr. shaw? i know a lot of people say it's already not written the best, and i'm wondering if you'd give it some major rewrite or just sort of replace the character and leave it

the character dr. bright has been mentioned to be jewish, is dr. shaw as well? i'm not jewish personally but i know that, especially because he was such a well known character, a lot of jewish people (that i know at least) appreciated seeing that representation. ofc i understand that they're 2 separate characters so i don't expect them to be the same, but i'm curious because i've definitely seen mixed feelings on that aspect specifically

sorry for any poor grammar! i'm a bit sick atm but i wanted to send this ask in because i'd forget if i put it off. again, feel free to delete this if it makes you uncomfortable due to the situation, i've been through something similar and i get how hard it is to work through. wishing you the best!

Hey hey! Dw about asking, I don’t feel forced to answer any of my asks and love talking to people!

Onto what you’re asking:

1. As of now there is an article being made! Unsure if it’ll replace the original’s slot at the moment. I’m sure you’re aware kaktus put me on board with the project, he proposed strong arming staff into the article getting the original slot but I have no updates as to how that’s going as of now. It is to note that I’ve lost contact with him since late April. None of our mutuals know what’s up with him either. I’ve both quintupletexted him and asked around;;

I’m making my own version of the proposed article, once he pops up again I’ll cross ref with him and probably ask for help with formatting because I suck at computer stuff.

2. Ethnically Shaw is Mexican, specifically Chicano-Indigenous. I’m latine myself and live in a community with a Mexican kind of majority (lossa Haitian people too, unsure which demographic is more prominent). A ton of family friends are from Mexico with indigenous roots and I only have two other Mexican characters so I have the advantage of being able to ask my pals from my former parish alongside my usual deep dive research. As for the Roma aspect of his character I’ve been doing research on both Caló and Chicano Romani peoples for him and his mother (https://www.tiktok.com/@florida.florian?_t=8eDhq1agf51&_r=1 here’s a link to my favorite mainstream Romani content creator. His informative videos have been of major help for writing them as well as Dr. Carina and their mom. He even has vids on how to write Romani characters!!)

I don’t have a religion for him or Ansel yet? His mom, Dr. Soraya Zugasti, however, is a Muslim convert and is actually hijabi, not presumed hijabi like Evelyn was. At the end of the day to my knowledge Judaism is an open religion with the exception of some ultra orthodox communities and Shaw is the kind of person to be pretty open minded when it comes to spirituality. Statistically, as Ansel and Soraya immigrated from Mexico, the country has a Christian/Catholic majority, especially in the time that they lived there. There’s always the possibility that Shaw could be a convert like how his mother converted to Islam from being mostly agnostic. I’d have to think more on it but it’s a good chance that I’ll write that in!

I also have more Jewish characters if that gives you and your friends reassurance! Most notably Carina’s wife Commander Jezebel Diamandis and her kids, Dick and Rachel, as well as one of Carina’s Uncles, Agent Hannemann Charles. I’ll have to draw em up soon but I’d like to think they’re pretty cool 😎

Hope that answers your question! Feel free to pm me or reply to this if you have anything else to ask!

[gojicorps]

Hey, Goji, could you talk a little about Merle?

Maybe what he does, his hobbies or his favorite food :3

(Escrevi em inglês, pois é possível você preferi postar em inglês qwp)

Of course! If you want he's all yours to answer your questions.

Merle: Oh my, I'm so flattered that someone likes me, being appreciated is always a new feeling to me, but I'll try to tell more about me.

My name is Merle Blair Burton, but they usually call me just Merle, or Memé if you're Annie, she loves to piss me off and trespass my house. I'm a journalist, writer and detective in my free time, I usually do this gigs to have enough money to pay my rent and some of my debts, I'm fighting against a cigarette addiction and published my first romance.

IT kinda sold well, but most of my revenue went for some girls I helped to save, it's a really weird story that I don't know how to explain, but it happened in Vegas in one meet and greet. Oh and I have the demon of secrets/knowledge living with me, his name is Raum, he kinda possessed me after I was decapitated by a weird dude with a giant scissor, it's complicated and Raum said hi, he's shy if you don't mind.

I have a really weird apartment but it's more than enough for me and Miss Blake, my pet Crow, she's such a rascal! I'd love to show her to you one day, and I think my favorite meal is the Sunday roast, I CRAVE FOR GOOD ROASTED MEAT, and yes unfortunately I'm British so any half decent food is enough to drive me crazy.

(he smells like ashes and black tea if you're curious)

[kasarian]

oh for the ask game!

5. What’s one hill your OC will die on (anything from a guiding moral position to a strong opinion about combining mint and chocolate)?

for akku, hira, mela!! also curious about everyone else if you feel like it but i feel like we don't hear the younger ones' opinions on stuff as often!!

[ ask game here ]

Oh these three will die on the hill any one of them is protecting, mostly as a bit, and a little bit of sincere, underlying ride-or-die attitude NDMNDFMNFD

However...

Akku fucking swears will do everyone good. That is a given, and everyone agrees, but he sees so much people he loves and cares about forgo it and he always goes about and harps on them, bringing some things to help them relax at least while said people are too stubborn to listen. (Basically, "Rest is good for you! You have to rest at the end of the day no matter what. Or else! ^_^ (menacing)"). Other than this, he swears that listening also does everyone some good.

Also, Akku likes to eat fruit in fun, messy ways. Just for fun and enrichment. Everyone should do this. As well as having something creative to do (he will die if he doesn't. he comes from a family of creatives and/or craftsmen).

Hiraya probably stands about the hill of "Do everything now and I can enjoy free time with the people I like after." Hence, him being busy and timely, but in a way that is a smidge detrimental to his own health. (points at Akku's own thing. he also gets Mela to try and help.)

Hira also makes a point of memorizing names and their proper spellings. Just out of respect. and habit. He also believes in having to learn at least some basic of every form of magic available to you.

Mela likes to see the silly goofy side of people, especially so with those serious types (Like her dad), despite being a serious-ish person herself. She does try to joke around with everyone, to hopefully lighten the mood or get someone comfortable around her. But after she's gotten to talk to them a few times, of course.

She also does strongly believe that taking notes, writing down everything, organizing things will help things be easier in the long run. But understands everyone doesn't quite enjoy that.

Shared hills are:

Equal levels of respect no matter the age, species, gender and origins.

Strongly believing that being kind can be a hard

There are just those who are infinitely stubborn in this world and you just gotta drop it with em when you realize this.

They all make it a point to be neat and tidy everywhere after they're done with their business. Except for a "hot exit," where in they have to escape as quickly as possible.

And planning for everything, even if it doesn't have to be followed awfully strictly.

[xxmourningdove666xx]

Boundaries

>> I'm a very panicky person, I will not discuss a lot of topics if I don't open conversation, you will freak me out if you hit up anon or dm outta the blue to talk about dark topics

>> I love to jape, jest, and generally fool around, but do not think that you, as a stranger, are welcome to refer to me out of name or just think being a dick to me will be considered funny

>> Honestly? That's like... It? I'll update this as people are weird to me, I guess... That's how it tends to work out- onto like,,, more creative boundaries? What you can and cannot do with my ocs!!

>> First, the cannots. So, each OC has a highly case by case basis, I'll be honest. For the most part, I'm fine with like all my OCs being shipped with random characters given said character is of legal age, since I have like,,, 1 oc who isnt an adult and I've never revealed them on Tumblr iirc- Anyways, yeah shipping is free game for any character, and honestly? I actually don't mind if you ignore my OC's sexuality to ship em with someone or yourself, knock yourself out. >> Speaking of self shipping! PLEASE feel free to write or draw x reader stuff!!!!! I love it!!! I've gotten 1 total fic of my oc x reader and I loved it and it makes me giggle n blush!!! Do it!!! I'll kiss you, if youre into that.

>> Oh yeah also feel free to be a freak abt my ocs, i dont mind, im a freak, you think im a hypocrite?

>> Gore is always allowed, either covered in it or injured, I adore it either way, I like to see my sillies either suffering or living it up... I have very few OCs who wouldnt maim,,,,,

>> Oh yeah also making up AUs or gender bending any character is chill, I think its neat :)

>> I'm trying so hard to think of things people would be against when it comes to OCs? Like,,, I dunno- Don't write them in such a way that implies theyre into like,,,, kids or animals ig? That's like- it really-

>> Honestly I dont even care if you like borderline steal their designs, man....

>> Uh i see ppl talk abt not wanting ppl to kin their ocs? Uh- I dont think that actually happens BUT if cyril shows up on your kin list id giggle n give you a forehead kiss then tell you to seek therapy <3

>> I dunno- If youre curious abt further boundaries ask n ill update this

[guess-my-next-obsession]

Hey lovely!

I'm sorry that you haven't been having the greatest time with tumblr and understand that lack of engagement and constant pressure to pump out fics is a lot and quite overwhelming.

I think writers should definitely have more variety in asks and communication with readers. I had a question about your writing/creative process that I hope is okay to ask and thought would be fun to talk about. I totally understand and respect if you don't want to 🙂

When reading the last chapter of Ivy and Stone I noticed you had playlists for Frankie and Javi and that you have a playlist for your Plastic Hearts Dieter series as well. Is music an important part of your writing process? Do these playlists serve as inspiration while writing or are like a moodboard when you come up with stories? Or more of songs afterwards that you associate with the characters and series? Would you suggest reading them while listening to the playlist? Is there a particular artist or song that's been pretty influential to your writing or character development?

Sorry for this being long! I'm curious and you deserve asks that don't have pressure and can have a conversation if you choose to. No pressure to respond to any of this!

I admire you as a human being and writer and absolutely adore your writing and support you whatever you decide to do at the end of the year. Ao3 is a great platform as well! You more than deserve to set your boundaries and prioritise your wellbeing. Much love 💗

first off, you are the kindest and sweetest soul. thank you so much for not only reading my stuff but caring about me as a person. i don’t even know you and yet i love you so much. 🤍

music is a HUGE inspiration for me in terms of writing. i started out writing about five or six years ago, and everything i wrote was centered around a song. i’d use the lyrics in my works as a tool, but these days it’s more of an internal thing to give me a sort of vibe for the world that my characters are in. i listen to my playlists whenever i’m trying to brainstorm, but my dyslexia won’t let me listen to music with words while trying to read or write, i’ll just start jumbling words together 😂 but if you can listen and read simultaneously, i highly recommend it! there’s often easter eggs of what’s to come and the characters internal monologues in the music i pick out, so it does help you get a better sense of what’s happening between scenes and chapters.

as for an artist that i can always go to for inspiration, i’m the biggest taylor swift fan, so her music always sparks creativity in me. The entire concept of Ivy & Stone came from her song “Ivy”, actually! I just really love the way she writes and how digestible but still meaningful it is, it’s what i am for in my own writing!

once again, i can’t tell you how much this interaction has meant to me and how fun it was to answer your questions! feel free to keep ‘em coming if you have more! 💗

[cinnamon-bunni]

Ok I know nothing about fe3h or dangan HOWEVER for the bingo! Do one with a ship of your choice, whichever one you are most interested in at the moment! Sorry I’m not being specific, I do not know anything about these fandoms but even still! I wanted to give you the chance to do the bingo for something you currently enjoy! (And if you want to ramble abt any of the ships you are doing, feel free to do so I am quite curious!)

i'll talk about two of 'em then, thanks!

for danganronpa, i am absolutely obsessed with togaishi <3 even tho it's so obscure im the only one who ships <33 the dynamic between the two,,,it makes me go insane. i really ought to write more about them lmao (even tho it'd be read by like 5 other people lmao) like whenever i think about dangan its only now ever about my Home AU or about this ship. I am Not Okay because i have a whole plotline/series planned out for them and their relationship...but knowing me i wont ever write it because i have other more "important" fics to write that im so interested in, and im never into dr for that long. but i love this ship so much....local asshole-trustfund-baby-smartass x someone who is so passionate for what he believes in, and wanting to only just clear his family name from a horrible man that blackened it...they are complete opposites and they never really interacted in-game but. i think byakuya and taka would have so much potential. and also none at all because they are so different but that's what makes it special <33

OT3 SYLVASHELIX MY BELOVED,,,,,it all started when i shipped them all separately (sylvain/felix, then felix/ashe, and finally ashe/sylvain), and then i had the brilliant idea of combining it all together, and ever since then i have been living my best life. it's so so good and i am obsessed with all sorts of dynamics this brings in. i have a long-ish fic idea that i should really write omfg i love it but i never get around to it, because i fall out of fe3h quite frequently, sadly. but i am obsessed with this because it has everything that's good in a ship. Childhood friends-to-lovers (sylvix), pining for so goddamn long (sylvashe), the local meany being Soft for someone (ashelix), and of course, Good and Healthy Communication (sylvashelix). it's so good and fluffy and. i am not okay lmao. i want to consume so much for them but i think genuinely im the only who ships it as well lol (sans my mutual), so i guess i'll have to do all the work of filling the ao3 tag for them will i tho? who fucking knows