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castle-dominion · 1 year ago

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c3x5 the anatomy of murder

Is this a jewish funeral? Oh. Yes it is. Oh! No wonder they fumbled with the coffin, it was heavier than expected!

Ah Gina is still here Lalala I don’t want to hear it I love castle’s chill shirt. Still a buttonup but this one is patterned.

RC: Don’t we usually get to the victim before the funeral? Lol “stowaway” Ryan bending down talking to this gal Beckett, to dr Parish: Cause of death? The family member: Liver failure, he drank like a fish! Ryan: ?? What is peri-mortem?

Officer: Castle. RC: Oh thank you! KB: Are you getting mail here now? RC: Only when I don’t want my daughter to see it. [...] KB: We have a song: you talk too much by clarence carter.

I like castle’s outfit today. Nice jacket. (& ryan too)

Weird baseball references. I like Ryan’s movements, hands deep in pockets, swaying & stopping the way he does. JE: & I found something unusual: “Almost every morning, she bought coffee.” KR: A doctor who buys coffee, wow that is unusual. JE: . It is! If the coffee shop is 20 blocks from her apartment. RC: Maybe it was on her way to work? JE: Nope, complete opposite direction. RC: Boyfriend in the neighbourhood? JE: On my way to find out. *Looks at Ryan while walking away* KR: Oh great, now he’s mad at me Girl what did you expect for making fun of him & interrupting like that? (I can see why people ship these two)

I love the was she turns the vic’s head. Castle is pretty smart! “Air embolism!” LP: Gold star for castle!

Lol 20ccs of death is not funny.

Girl that’s not how it works Motorcycle boy called everyone else boys, he is NOT motorcycle man! Wow fancy. Would you rather have a man who makes you waffles or a man who works 36 hour shifts & never has the energy to “have fun” once you get home? (tho he is rich.)

Love this guy’s bowtie. My older brother the hospital worker hated this episode. I have a friend who was a female doctor. In her day there was a changeroom for doctors (with normal uniforms) & a changeroom for nurses with bright pink uniforms. She was a doctor, she didn’t want to wear the pink nurse uniform. Thankfully, she made friends with a male nurse who also did not want to wear the pink nurse’s uniform. Castle: No I’ll stand by it This guy is a flirt! I mean there is a difference between being friendly & being “friendly” bud. (canon disabled character) Her. No wait, her! Seriously? Seriously. Seriously!? Seriously! Seriously?? Seriously!!

Ryan... “who’s smoking hot btw” ya shut it The others. I call it, the galaxy of greg! Ryan XD this is great Ok now usually I love it when people are great platonic friends but this guy seems like he is sleeping with them. Or he’s gay & really is their special friend. KR: Maybe greg is gay (That’s what I said! Where’s esposito btw) KB: With the way he was hitting on me? So not gay. Except he’s more than hitting on those other gals & he is not trying to get involved with them. & later in the episode we learn he is devoted already. He could totally be gay & just complimenting you the way he does all the other women he’s strictly platonic with.

KR: that’s how much it costs to become a doctor!? Glad I became a cop. (We are experiencing a medical crisis in canada rn & also acab)

Good on Gina ig. I’m honestly halfway on castle with it rn. No. You should have told him “I’m planning on getting tickets for alexis. I know you are closer with her so I just wanted to double check.” But castle you also could have communicated!

Oh this is where esposito was! Caesar Calderon! That’s a cool name! The devil’s mistress Ooh castle is so right. So cool. Ultimate bad boy XD.

Castle’s writer creds getting them in! Ooh sexy music! Look at that shirt. Listen to him. Oh I love this man. Nikki Fuego. Everything is better in spanish. They are called romance languages for a reason! (Reminds me of an old joke: I speak english, french, profanity, & love.) Tho I’m learning Cree right now, the original language of the land I’m on, & it makes me wonder. I speak french & am learning cree, what is this guy’s spanish & his native american language? I doubt he knows it (hooray for colonization /s) I love this guy so much. He is some drug lord called the devil but now he is a sensual old man. Great story so far, I love it. (old man & young doctor...)

Beckett has got it right. (at least she cared enough)

Just casually pulls a gun on him??? (AG OFFICE-- SEASON SIX) Ooh undercover stuff this keeps getting better. Castle: it’s like an alfred hitchcock movie!

Sorry I had to (credit to @/thornshadowwolf) Ooh & it’s getting even cooler! The operation isn’t even about the drug lord!

Bro let martha stewart off the hook!

Ew castle. Aw bribery for your gal.

Maybe if y’all had good communication things would work out. Rick probably feels like an outsider too. Hey called it! Don’t let go of the balloon do- of then.

Nice jacket! Bribery & sincerity babey! Odd makeup choice for beckett. It makes her look normal & nondescript.

Why did castle jump so high when esposito came in? OH DANG THIS CASE KEEPS GETTING COOLER!

Where did he get that body??? THIS CASE IS SO COOL McSchemey lol. I’ve had four jews stuck in my head all day & now all I can think of is that line “Four Jews in a room plot a crime” (Four Jews in a room bitching; Four Jews in a room plot a crime; I'm bitching. He's bitching; They're bitching. We're bitching; Bitch bitch bitch bitch; Funny funny funny funny; Bitch--bitch--; Bitch bitch bitch bitch; All--the-- Time...) Oh dear! This is so cool! All the gals all the doctors IS THAT HOW MORPHINE WORKS? Oh my goodness, that is dangerous, the brain damage you could get??? Aw look at rick holding lanie’s arm. She just plays along. She was a getaway driver, she def had an escape plan.

KB: I’m a cop, I’ve seen the movie. Think about it as a code. “By the time you read this note, my life will be at it's end. My heart is as cold as Ike (her husband who loved sun) (c), and I find life inbearable (u). I know your (r) children may not understand the sad life of a dowadger (d), or what would have leadled (led) me to this desperate akt (c), but please know that I am much happier this way. As my last will and testament, I leave you in the care of Captain Sham, a kind and honorable men (a). Please think of me kindly even though I'd (ve) done this terrible thing.” It translates to ‘curdled cave’ & that’s how they found aunt josephine.

I thought that someone would walk in on hearing caskett exchanging love notes & assume the “wrong” thing. “Are we interrupting?” KB: No no we’re just reading the letters. RC: Yeah no... *gulp*

RC: Motel. KB: Really that’s what you call special? RC: Well I’m assuming they’re on a budget. Me: & I mean they haven’t been able to be intimate in any way for three years. RC: ok where’s the first place you’d go? KB: idk someplace romantic. RC: Like the first place they met? (reads the love letter about burgeropolis) KB: ?? RC: yeah that’s stupid

Those jersey state troopers at the burgeropolis got em! Rick: I thought u said I was wrong! (She kind of did) Kate: YOU said it was stupid.

Dr Monroe spoke about that bracelet as if she had a bf...

Private physician but right. Long romantic drives with ur doctor. I mean how old was Monroe? CC: Be careful Mr Castle, this is not one of your fictions where people bleed ink. (sweet line) Oh no... this is tragic... he realizes it was his brother Bro Madre Dios is not hard to transcribe. I don’t even speak spanish spanish & I know that madre dios mean mother of god (probably). It’s probably easier than writing “speaking spanish” in the captions. (Well except for the fact that it would be italicized.) This is so dramatic & I love it so much. (But communication is important.) This is like a goncharov moment. It is romantic actually. (this is so romantical & loving) Would it be better to believe your miracle worker was out to get you & your brother (unjustly) protected you? Or better to believe that your miracle worker did not betray you & your brother killed her for nothing in the end? Probably better to know the whole story bc then u can see she loved you & he didn’t know she did so he loved you too.

I mean it is romantic, your lover busting you out of prison like that.

Ooh alexis looks so pretty! MR: I stopped emotionally investing in your girlfriends when you dumped that lovely Lizzie in eleventh grade. MR: If it comes down to it, would you be willing to break her out of prison?

Reopen, not completely free, & IF that happens then greg will get a RECOMMENDATION of probation. & THEN THEY GET THEIR BURGEROPOLIS THAT’S SO SWEET (I told them to hold the onions)

JE: That was a nice thing you did in there. RC: Ah I just thought that after everything Greg did for her, they deserved a chance. Besides, if it were you & I in Amy’s shoes, we’d still be rotting in prison. (Beckett & another cop look at Esposito & Castle comparing themselves to the lovers in prison) JE: Ha! Speak for yourself bro. I’d escape. RC: What, you’d just leave me in there? JE: It’s the law of the jungle. I’ve got to look out for Numero Uno. RC: Wow. Nothing like a hypothetical prison term to let you know who your friends really are. (I love a good castito idea lol) KB: Don’t worry Castle, I’d get you out. (Esposito nods) (Castle looks at her, remembering what his mom said about love.) KB: You coming? RC: Yeah (they walk off & esposito simply smiles at them in the back)

My question about this interaction is: how close is the hypothetical situation. Is Esposito in prison & castle trying to get him out? Did they get wrongly accused of being getaway drivers? Are they both in prison without devoted lovers? Did they actually commit crimes? How about Beckett? She probably meant “I’d go through all the police channels to get you out bc you weren’t the getaway driver”

#castle 3x5 #castle 3x5 spoilers #castle 3x5 quote #the galaxy of greg episode

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shinra-makonoid · 1 year ago

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Okay I am so pissed at the amount of shit that's been said there.

"I have yet to see a single soul, bill, or campaign try to ban transitioning altogether."

You missed pretty much 90% of discourse tumblr and overall bills around the US and a lot of political discourse in general accross various countries from the UK to France and the USA.

I don't think anyone needs to "calm down" about being transitioned as a kid or teenager and then be balding, at huge risk for cancers and heart damage/attacks, in daily esophagus pain for having a throat too small for unnaturally expanded vocal chords, etc. all in their 20s and expecting to be dead by 50 for it.

Yes, you can become bald by your 20s and have a higher heart risk, and you get weight which also can induce more issues. It's a med, it's hormones, it has side effects, and they're even considerably safer than some antidepressants and antipsychotic meds.

The cancer and the eosophagus pain tho? Being dead by 50? Utter fucking bullshit. Stop fucking telling people that, there is no scientific evidence for any of that, especially not for long term usage of it. It can trigger some serious anxiety in people who are just trying to live their lives the way it works for them. It's unecessary, guilt-trippy, annoying and on top of that it's just a lie.

It's not dangerous. Testosterone is not dangerous. It has side effects, like all hormones and all things have because it has an active component, but it's not gonna kill you by itself.

Meanwhile doctors put females on levels that would be dangerous even for their male counterparts, and at a flow that is constant for years.

False again, you're supposed to have the normal amount of testosterone made by men, not more. People who misuse testosterone have higher side effects, because they misuse it. Not because testosterone itself for females (or for whoever you want) is dangerous. We all have testosterone in our bodies, and we all have it in a different level, and we're all more or less sensitive to it. Do not compare bodybuilder taking supplements to a totally different category of people with a totally different amount of testosterone, it's not fair and it's fucking stupid.

When doctors prescribe HRT they brush over the cons and don't warn us that it's dangerous.

Guess what they do with patients in psychiatry? Do you think they tell them "oh yeah btw your antipsychotic med can fuck up your thyroid"? No they don't. That's not an issue with trans men, it's not an issue with minors, it's not an issue with transitioning. It's an issue with doctors not explaining correctly what they are doing. It's about patient advocacy. Sure, there's work to do there, I agree, but it's not about transition at all, it's about the generational differences of the relationship between doctors and patients. And did you know? You can browse up testosterone effects, and you should browse all meds you are planning on to take. A minor can do this. Anyone can do this.

Of course there's going to be damage, but between a 20 year old and a doctor I would expect the doctor to be the one to know that. Yet they tell us nothing, just print out a list of "potential side effects that are very unlikely to happen to you and even if they do happen it's good and normal because those are normal levels for a male (or female for MtF) anyways!" Which, of course, what is a "normal level for a male" can be a very harmful and dangerous level for a female.

BECAUSE THERE ISN'T ANY DAMAGE BEING DONE.

You supplement your body with a hormone that your body already does, that do some process in the same way they would do for males. The ONLY thing that it could truly harm on the long run is your internal sex organs, atrophying them (which can cause infertility and PIV sex issues), which is why it's still important to see a gyn and do the proper care for your bits as long as you have them (every two years in my country).

All the other stuff is bound to you having an healthy lifestyle: not eating too much shit, exercising, etc etc... It's not testosterone all by itself that's gonna cause your heart attack. It's all the shit you do around.

Which, of course, what is a "normal level for a male" can be a very harmful and dangerous level for a female.

No fucking evidence.

The system that allows people to rush into HRT in only a few months of coming out or trying social transition is much more at blame than any one detransitioner.

It's not about blame, but you have to take responsability. You have to take responsability of taking medication without researching its effects beforehand, or thinking it will solve 100% of your issues and that you have no idea what's your life gonna be as a male. Doctors can't read your mind, can't know your future or whether you truly truly truly truly need it. They're not super humans, they're just people. They see you as a patient with symptoms and a scientifically proven working protocole (more than 97% of success iirc) to find a way to relieve you of the shit you have.

It's OK to make mistakes, I've made mistakes in regards to medication given by doctors too. I would never take quetiapine ever again, but I agreed to take it with all that it entailed, thinking maybe it would help my issues. It didn't and it gave me serious bad side effects for months. That's what meds do, and it's neither the doctor who followed me (who respected a scientifically proven protocole) who is to blame nor I. Because the reality is, it works for the large majority of people.

Which isn't to say that detransitioner shouldn't have access to help or stuff, they should, but they should also realize that shit happens and it doesn't mean that the whole thing is fake or that it's a bad process, because it factually isn't, it's been researched. It's been 5 years we've tried to look for the "acceleration of detransitioners coming" and it just doesn't, because factually the majority of the time, people are happy with their choice and live long happy lives. It's time detransitioners moved on with their lives too, they deserve it, and frankly, most do move on with their lives because they understand it just wasn't for them and they made a mistake. No need to spread lies about any of this.

Because "being a detransitioner" doesn't really mean anything. I could claim being a detransitioner tomorrow, that I am a woman, and no one could tell me I wasn't, because it's as much self identifying as claiming to be trans. And again, the large majority of people who detransition are not like this. They're normal people who are able to understand that they made a mistake and that it works for the large majority of case but didn't in theirs, and they move on. That's what people who detransition really do.

You're a minority of raging little gremlins because you can't deal with your own choices, spreading misinformation to the first person you meet on tumblr because you want your personal life experience to be generalizable to everyone around. It's time to grow up.

It should also be acknowledged that potential health risks have been used as a weapon against trans people to prevent access to transition. I do think that detransitioners should receive medical support, but also I feel like everybody needs to take personal responsibility for their health decisions and calm down.

What does having personal responsibility for your health decisions have to do with supporting detransitioners and why are you posing this ask with the insinuation that they don't already do this, or that by talking about their health consequences, they're somehow hurting trans people...

We are aware, right, that chemotherapy can kill off cancer cells but also causes some pretty severe side effects. People discussing those side effects isn't used as a weapon to bar others from chemo.

All that to say, don't act like detransitioners are at fault for, yet again, being used as pawns by transphobes. The medical system is not their responsibility.

#long post #discourse

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mxynxz · 2 years ago

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Dr. Strange HC’S (both fluff and smut)

I was talking about some hc’s with me and my friend @prplequinox about strange and some were so good i figured im going to list them all in one message! have fun!

warnings !! (these warnings are only for the ones listed under the smut part. so don't worry if you're only here for the fluff)

bondage // chocking // public sex // face fucking

(let me know if i forgot any warnings lol)

FLUFF:

● he LOVES calling you by nicknames, hun, darling, baby, sweetheart, ect. he’d literally forget your name bcus he never uses it (˵ᵕ̴᷄ ᗜ ᵕ̴᷅˵)

● like everybody knows, he is the Master of the Sanctuary in New York. but obviously hes also yours.. "I'm the master of this sanctuary, yeah, but also yours"

● i guess he COULD have a daddy kink..? i mean, imagine him say this: ‘‘everybody calls me doctor, but you should call me daddy.’‘

IDK ITS JUST AAHHHGFSFHJGAFDSAJ ᵉʰᵉʰᵉ(*/∇＼⭒)

● he really cares SO MUCH of you, he would shush you when you had a bad nightmare. maybe he’ll even take you to an universe where this thing lives and murders it right in front of you.

‘‘dont worry, its dead now. you dont have to be scared anymore, mkay?’‘ *hug*

‘’Stephen! you're all covered in monster guts.. now i smell like trash!’’

‘’oops... i guess we’ll have to shower then.. together.’’

● so, Stephen finally got over Christine, but you cant help to be extra flirty with him whenever shes around. showing her what shes missing... he knows what youre up to, so he’ll gladly play along.

● AFTER CARE !!! like mentioned earlier he cares so much abt u and he would want you to be as comfortable as possible. so after... yk.. you guys did ur thing. he’d grab water and snacks for you. and even tho you like laying on his chest most. he’ll grab lots of pillows for you to get comfy with.

maybe he’ll even treat you with a shower afterwards.

● talking abt showers...

so, you're both showering. you can’t quite reach his head to wash his hair. so he bows down for you, he loves it when you wash his hair and massage his head.

but i think we all know the true reason why hes bowing his head down.. (*°ヮ° *)

● its winter, you’re sitting on his lap in a big armchair near the fireplace. even tho the fires burning and his arms are wrapped tightly around you, you're still freezing cold. Stephen notices you're goosebumps and shivers, so he grabs his big warm cloak and wraps it around you.

● this one is more from my perspective, since i dont only think strange is hot. i also thinks hes so fucking awesome and cool (im a huge nerd abt astronomy n the mutliverse ect soo-)

you'd be looking up to him, you also want to be able to use magic and fight by his side. tho he keeps refusing. he wants to protect you and get you as far as possible from any danger.

● he loves showing everyone you're his. when going to a party with him he cannot get his hands off of you, they’re either on your shoulder or your butt.

he also hates it when your male friends touch you, even if its just a hug or massage, he’ll get annoyed and throw his drink all over him using his magic.

● you’re literally his teddy bear, he loves to hold you when sleeping and wont let go

● he loves it when you trace his scars on his hands with your fingers slowly

SMUT:

● he LOVES chocking you/pinning you down, but he does really care about you. so once he sees you're uncomfortable he will stop immediately

● imagine his cloak tying you up or holding your legs open.. (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

● he loves to fuck you in public places. but you're still uncomfortable about the fact that people could just be walking by and seeing you 2. so he opens a mirror dimension and fucks you there (˵ᵕ̴᷄ ᗜ ᵕ̴᷅˵)

● this one is really kinky... yk the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak right? the armor thingy strange threw on Kaecilius which made him unable to move.. (you can see where this is going). he would throw it on you and face fuck you definitely. (if you search up an immage of it you can see that your head would be at the exact height of his crotch.... TOES ARE CURLING AT THIS ONE SHDJSHA

● you guys are both feeling kinda horny so you start kissing, strange pushes you back (into which you were thinking was a wall) but instead he opened a portal behind you making you fall onto his bed.. and there it continues~

● he would def groan when you make him feel good, but groaning as in like.. little growls if yk what I mean (I'm not sure how to explain)

● THIS ONE IS DEF MY FAV-

hes just done with you, you look like a mess. so he uses The Eye of Agamotto on you to reverse it and clean you up. but hes not done.. hes going in for a second round.. maybe even 3rd after...

● he absolutely loves your eye contact.. staring into you're e/c eyes makes him comfortable.

but one look away and a punishment awaits..

THATS IT GUYS I HOPE U ENJOYED DHGJAGHDAGHDAS this is the link to my friends account who helped me think of the hcs!

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/prplequinox

#doctorstrange #drstrange #stephenstrange #doctorstephenstrange #dr strange #doctor strange #marvel #dr strange hc #multiverse of madness #MoM #DSITMOM #dr strange x y/n #dr strange x reader #dr strange x f!reader

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brotherslayer · 2 years ago

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Ack! I sent the previous ask too early!! What I meant to say was: Have you read Doctor Elise? I'm finding it quite the light and enjoyable read though I don't... hm, like the ML, so to speak. I don't hate him! He's still a better person than Lucas and Callisto, I just think he's ill-suited for the role. I like him, just not in that role please.

What are your thoughts, darling? If you've read it and are interested in talking about it, of course! ✨💞✨💞

I have read it actually! But I never finished it since I have the tendency to start a dozen isekais, read 20-30 chapters and then just...forget about them. I remember the ML burned the FL on a cross or something? Yeah so I'm not a fan of the male lead killing the female lead even if it was deserved and the punishment was far too brutal. What did she do to deserve this? If he was a competent Emperor he should have known how to stop her. Men had more power than woman, queens couldn't be so cruel without a man enabling her or tolerating her crimes. I also remember being puzzled that she had access to modern operation equitment in what looks like the 17th/18th (?) century. I know isekais tend to mix different time periods together but seeing them throw around advanced vocab in medicine and surgery bought me seriously out of the loop.

I didn't vibe with any of the male leads, but her colleague would have been better simply because he didn't execute her in her previous life, and won't force her to become queen. The art was cute tho.

#notanon #answered asks #I wanted her to become a doctor and end up with no one #otp is Elise x saving lives

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discoscoob · 3 years ago

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Constellations | Loki x Female Reader

Loki (Marvel) x Doctor Who

Pure fluff and smut of Loki and you making love in a dome observatory beneath colliding galaxies.

Part Ten | Part Twelve | Chapter Index

Words: 5.1k

Warnings: Jotun Loki, smut, oral: male receiving and unprotected sex

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Loki observed you with a raised eyebrow as you returned both the psychic paper and the sonic screwdriver to the Doctors jacket pocket.

“Did you steal those?” Loki gasped, although you could tell from how exaggerated it was that his shocked reaction was playful.

“Borrowed.” You corrected him with a shrug.

“Where is your auntie and the Doctor? Did you... did you pilot the TARDIS yourself?” Now Loki looked genuinely amazed. “How were you able to track me down so quickly?”

“I connected my consciousness to the TARDIS through the telepathic interface and thought about you a lot and she brought me straight to you...” You affectionately patted at the console like you would a pet. “She’s smart.”

But Loki noticed the way your brows pinched together and your eyelids lowered over your eyes as your affectionate patting of the console switched into more of a nervous movement, you were far too interested in tracing the intricate lines which ran between the different toggles and buttons. Loki reached his own hand out to cover yours, to pull your focus back into the moment.

“What is it?” He gently nudged you.

“Donna and the Doctor... they found out about New York... about you. I tried to tell them that you weren’t in control... I think the Doctor understood... but Donna... she thinks you made the whole thing up... that you can’t be trusted.” The entire time you spoke, you avoided Loki’s eyes as you kept your gaze focused on your interlocked hands hoping he wouldn’t pull his away.

“And what do you think?” Loki asked as he brushed his thumb along the back of your knuckles.

“I trust you... does that make me a fool?” You finally looked into Loki’s eyes, wanting to hold contact as he answered to search for any traces of dishonesty.

“Yes,” Loki nodded and your face dropped as your eyes slightly inflated, “if you were anyone else,” he added as he caressed your jaw with his palm. “I don’t know what I have done to earn your trust but it is something that I would never wish to destroy.”

You leaned your face into his palm with a slight blush as you let your eyes fall shut, you planted a lingering kiss on the back of his wrist. “You had me for a second there.”

“Twice in one day.” Loki proudly smirked.

“Hmm... Moby tho?” You lifted a judgemental eyebrow, recalling your encounter in the Judge’s office, and his face twisted with a cringe.

“Not my finest moment, I’ll admit.” He chuckled at himself slightly before he began walking backwards, pulling you along with him by your hand. “I have something which I would like to show you.” He told you to ease away the confused crease between your brows.

Loki quietly guided you through the corridors of the TARDIS, since neither of you wanted to deal with a confrontation from your auntie just yet, you had came to an unspoken agreement that you would avoid her for now.

“After the Dark Ages... when I...” Loki began, keeping his voice low.

“Avoided me for three days?” You finished for him and Loki shamefully avoided your eyes as he nodded.

“I explored the depths of the TARDIS,” he softly explained after letting a moment of silence wash over the both of you, “and I found a room, which I imagined sharing with you whenever I visited it.”

By the time he was finished speaking he had halted in front of a sealed door and was grasping both your hands in his own, he let his hands stroke up both your arms, until they eventually reached your shoulders and he manoeuvred you so that your back was facing his front.

Loki brought his hands up to your face and used them to cover both your eyes, plunging you into darkness. He felt your eyelashes brush against his palms as you slowly blinked.

“Do you still trust me?” You felt his breath fan over the shell of your ear from his close proximity.

“I do.” You confirmed without hesitation.

You heard the sound of the sealed metal door slide open before Loki guided you forward, your footing was clumsy due to your lack of sight but Loki made sure to keep a slow and steady pace as he walked you into the room.

You startled slightly once you heard the door seal back shut behind you and Loki soothed you with a gentle shush in your ear before he brought you to a stop.

“Ready?” Loki whispered and you nodded before he removed his hands from your face and rested them back on your shoulders.

Once you blinked your eyes open your breath caught in your throat at the marvellous sight before you. Loki had stood you in the centre of a dome observatory. Beyond the glass panels above you, every colour your eye could see twirled and intertwined, both spiralling and colliding with one another while mimicking the shape of clouds, amongst glimmering Swarovski crystal stars which provided you with the only source of light as they shone down on the pair of you like a mirror ball. The floor of the observatory perfectly mirrored the scenery above, creating the illusion that you were completely submerged in the depths of space, floating between colliding galaxies.

The stars reflected in your dilated pupils as your eyes stretched wide with amazement and your jaw dropped as you failed to conjure any words which would come close to justifying how captivated you were by the wonder before you.

Loki circled you until he was stood before you and you reluctantly pulled your focus away from the stars to instead admire them as they floated in the reflection of his eyes.

“This morning you asked me something...” Loki began as he held both your hands in his, “you asked to know what I really looked like and I didn’t understand why you would ever wish to see that part of me. It isn’t something which I have ever fully accepted about myself, but it is a part of me no matter whether I like it or not and as your beloved it isn’t right that I hide parts of myself from you, especially since I have gained your trust, you deserve full openness and honesty.”

“Loki, if you’re not comfortable... I don’t want you to feel forced into revealing your true form to me. I was wrong to pressure you and I should have respected your boundaries.” You admitted making sure that he was sure about his choice.

“I don’t want to hide anything from you, I’m certain.” Loki assured you before he planted a kiss on your forehead and began backing away, you stepped forward to follow him but he gave you a stern look which told you to remain where you were as he widened the distance between the pair of you.

Loki closed his eyes and you expected to see the green shimmer wash over his body to reveal his true form but instead a darker shade began to spread over his skin, at first you thought it was a shadow as it creeped over half his face until it began to cover every inch of his skin.

Once his entire face turned a cold shade of deep blue, the purples, pinks, reds and greens of the galaxies above reflected off the high points of his face, giving his skin different hues. His cheekbones glowed with a hint of purple, while the bottom of his forehead reflected the green glow, which combined with his skin tone, created a cyan highlight over the top of his eyes, which were still hidden behind his lowered eyelids.

Markings rose over his face in the shape of fine lines, three of them ran across the side of each cheek just beneath his high cheekbones and another set ran down the front of his chin, while on his forehead three lines ran parallel in the shape of a semicircle which disappeared into his hairline.

You looked down to his hands, noticing the blue tone had spread over them by now and just like on his face, thin lines rose across the back of his hands and fingers and his fingernails turned black.

You chanced taking a step forward but Loki finally lifted his eyes, revealing a pair of crimson irises, and fixed you with a warning look that told you not to come any closer.

“Loki, what is it?” You could sense there was a reason he was maintaining his distance and you doubted he was just hoping that you were short sighted so you wouldn’t be able to see him properly from far away.

“I have never been touched or touched anyone in this form. When I went to Jotunhiem with my brother, the frost giants would give the warriors frostbite from their touch alone. I don’t want to hurt you.” Loki shared his concern with you.

“But may I come closer? I won’t touch you, I promise.” You paid attention to the hesitant look in Loki’s eye before he subtly nodded and clasped his hands behind his back as you slowly closed the gap between the two of you, until you were about arms length away from him.

Loki appeared nervous as he let his eyelids cast over his eyes once again and lowered his head to stare at the reflection of the galaxies on the ground, avoiding your curious gaze as you let your eyes cast over every visible inch of his body, amazed by his otherworldly form. He was like nothing you had ever seen before and you were completely captivated by him, even the constellations above couldn’t steal your attention away.

“Please don’t hide your face.” You softly pleaded.

“You don’t have to pretend that you find this form appealing,” Loki shook his head letting his dark hair curtain over his face, “I know this is disparate to the standards of beauty on your planet, I do not seek or expect validation, my one and only intention is to honour your trust and be completely open with you.”

Innately, you reached your hand out with the intention of brushing his hair away from his face and behind his ear, momentarily forgetting about the promise you had made not to touch him. When Loki caught sight of your movement, he flinched and instinctually blocked you by catching your wrist in his fist, causing you both to stiffen with alarm once you realised you had made skin on skin contact.

Loki snatched his hand away almost instantly, as if he had touched something scalding hot, while you cradled your wrist in your palm and inspected it. To both your surprise, you were unharmed. All you had felt when Loki touched you was a slight chill which rose goosebumps along the back of your forearm, but you received no injury, no frostbite.

Tentatively, you began stretching your fingers out towards Loki’s hand which hung limply by his side, he warily watched your movements but made no move to pull his hand out your reach since he was just as curious as you were. Your pointer finger lightly brushed against his own, rivalling the touch of a feather, causing his hand to twitch slightly at the ticklish sensation that ran through it. His hand was cold to touch, like he had just came inside from a long walk in a winter storm, but his touch did not hurt you so you slowly reached out further until your fingers were interlocked.

Loki looked at your intertwined fingers as if his eyes were playing tricks on him before he hesitantly gave your hand a gentle squeeze with his own, just to make sure it was truly there and not a figment of his imagination and you gave his hand a squeeze back in return as you took a step closer to him.

“I’m not pretending.” You told him honestly and Loki pulled his gaze away from your hands to look into your eyes for any sign of insincerity. “I love the way that your skin glows different hues as it reflects the colours of the galaxies surrounding us.” You traced the pad of your thumb against the purple tone on his cheekbone, as your eyes studied his face, “the way the stars mirror in your eyes, they outshine even the finest rubies.”

Loki leaned into your touch as you moved ever closer, you traced the pad of your thumb over the ridges of his face and Loki let his eyes flutter shut in response to your soothing touch. You were fascinated by the perfectly aligned markings.

“Do all frost giants have identical markings or are they unique to each one, like fingerprints?” You curiously whispered and Loki’s eyelids calmly rose open as he looked down at you, almost dumbfounded by the genuine interest you displayed in his true form.

“They’re all different...” Loki slowly answered as he watched the way your eyes roamed his form with nothing but pure intrigue.

Your thumb travelled across his cold skin until you found markings that disappeared under the collar of his shirt.

“May I?” You looked up to his eyes for consent as your fingers rested over the top button of his shirt.

Loki was looking back at you, his cheeks appeared to be a deeper shade of blue than the rest of his face, it almost looked like a blush, while the bottomless depths in the centre of his ruby red eyes expanded, as constellations swirled inside them. “You may.” Loki granted you permission in a hushed tone and you felt his Adam’s apple bop against your fingers as you unfastened the top button of his shirt.

You loosened his tie and slipped it from his neck, letting it cascade to the floor to be forgotten, before you returned to unbuttoning his shirt. Once it was completely undone, you peaked at his bare chest, the markings from his neck ran parallel along his collarbones and stopped at the edge of his shoulders. A single line ran down the centre of his chest and stopped above his belly button. Two lines on either side ran parallel until they diverged in opposite directions and disappeared around either side of his narrow waist. In groups of three, completely symmetrical lines on either side of his hips, arched down towards his pelvis and disappeared beneath the waist band of his trousers.

Moving your hands underneath his shirt you gently encouraged it off his shoulders and gravity did the rest to slip it from his body. The same narrow markings ran down his biceps and forearms, the lines spiralled around like the pattern of a candy cane until his elbows where the lines gathered close together and completely circled his arm like a band.

“Are you okay with this?” You double checked with Loki, your hands were resting on his shoulders, you didn’t want to push him beyond his comfort, he had remained uncharacteristically quiet the whole time. Loki simply nodded and you furrowed your brows, not entirely convinced.

“Are you su–“ you didn’t get the chance to finish asking him before he hooked his cold hand around the back of your neck, sending shivers down your spine, and he dragged your lips towards his own. His other arm encircled your waist, securing you close to his body, you felt him fist at the back of your thin blouse to drag it out from where it was tucked into your trousers so his hand could gain access beneath it. As his cool fingers ran along the dip of your spine, goosebumps rose along your skin and your fine hairs stood on end.

“I’m sorry, I just– I never imagined I would ever be touched in this form and even if there was a chance I could be... I doubted anyone would ever want to.” Loki admitted, as he rested his forehead against yours with his eyes closed.

You nudged your nose against his affectionately, “I find it difficult to keep my hands off of you.” You admitted as you wrapped your arms further around his neck and pulled him down to once again mould your lips to his.

Loki could sense from the way you looked at him, your body language and lack of hesitation that this wasn’t a performance, your words and actions were completely true and sincere. The fact he was in his jotun form slipped from the forefront of his mind as he allowed himself to indulge in this moment which he shared with you, without allowing any other thoughts to enter his mind, his attention was entirely focused on you.

Loki lowered the pair of you to the floor and you prepared for your back to come into contact with the hard surface but instead it met a soft fur blanket and cushions which you were certain hadn’t been there beforehand. You couldn’t be bothered to find the words to question it, instead moans of pleasure escaped between your parted lips as Loki’s cool mouth attached to the column of your neck and left hungry open mouthed kisses down your collarbones and over your chest, as he skilfully unbuttoned your blouse with one hand.

The fact his lips were cold created a whole new foreign sensation which you weren’t used to and it caused your sensitive body to become even more responsive. Once Loki had slipped your flimsy blouse from your body, you put your palms on his shoulders and pushed until he rolled onto his back and you straddled him.

Loki couldn’t hide the stunned expression which crossed over his face from your unexpected gain of control, you wanted to make sure he knew how much you admired his true form and how grateful you were that he trusted you enough to let you see it.

“Let me worship you.” You whispered against his icy lips.

“If you insist.” Loki grinned in return after a short quiet pause where he put little effort in masking the affect your words had on him.

As you followed the markings on his chest all the way down his belly, to the top of his trousers, Loki sunk his fingers into your hair and gently scratched the tips of his black fingernails over your scalp, which sent pleasant shivers through your entire body.

You quickly popped open the button of his trousers and pulled down the zipper, eager to reattach your lips to his cool flesh, you dug your fingers into both the waistband of his trousers and his underwear and dragged them down together until his hard member sprung free.

“Darling?” You heard Loki whisper and you gently shushed him as you planted warm kisses along his marked thighs, while your hands rested on his bare hips, which involuntarily bucked as your lips moved closer to where he needed you.

You purposely made your fingertips lightly drag across the point where his hip met the top of his leg to send a ticklish sensation through his abdomen, you smiled to yourself when you felt Loki squirm slightly beneath you, before you wrapped your fingers around the base of his length and you heard his breath catch in his throat.

You looked up at Loki through your lashes to find him already staring down at you with his pupils blown and his lips parted ever so slightly. Without breaking eye contact you opened your mouth and licked a stripe straight up his cock from the base to the tip, you weren’t sure where this surge of confidence to take had control come from but the way Loki responded only encouraged you to continue.

“Gods...” You heard him whisper to himself as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, which fell back limply between his shoulders as his grip in your hair tightened once you wrapped your warm mouth around his cold and sensitive tip.

You slowly dragged your lips back off his length with hollow cheeks, relishing in the response you gained from Loki, you dared to try and take him even deeper as you reattached your lips and sunk down until you felt his tip at the back of your mouth before you slowly pulled back up.

“I fear your mouth might take me to Valhalla.” Loki strained as he bucked his hips in search of more friction, your cheeks heated at the praise, spurring you on to please him further.

Sinking back down on his length, you dragged your hand at his base up and down where your mouth couldn’t reach as you began to bob your head. You felt yourself grow wetter in your underwear simply due to the affect you were having on the God beneath you. Using your free hand you unbuttoned your suit pants and dug your fingers into your underwear to rub the pad of your middle finger over your sensitive clit.

Moans escaped your mouth, sending vibrations through Loki’s hard cock which increased his pleasure, he couldn’t control the way his hips bucked into the warmth of your delightful mouth, making you choke slightly as his blunt tip hit the back of your throat.

Loki immediately lifted his head to check on you but you had quickly regained your composure as you continued to pleasure him, unfazed, but he noticed your hand buried into the front of your own pants and he drew his brows together because that just would not do.

Using his hand which was buried in your hair, he gently dragged your head up, causing a whine to leave your throat as he slipped from your mouth but he tenderly soothed you as he brought his hand to your cheek and encouraged you to crawl up his body.

“What were you doing?” Loki softly asked you, by now both your hands were resting on either side of his head in order to hold yourself up as he stared up directly at you with one hand stroking through your hair, while the other traced patterns along your bare back.

“Sucking you off?” You answered, but your tone made it sound more like a question as you drew your brows together with confusion.

“What else.” Loki prompted you and your mind cleared with realisation but you were still confused as to why he was drawing attention to it.

“Playing with myself...” You said feeling your face begin to flush, certain now that this was the answer that he was looking for.

“Mhm,” Loki nodded in acknowledgement before he switched your positions, pushing you onto your back so he was looming over you, his stare grew even more intense as the galaxies were no longer reflected in his eyes causing them to grow darker. “Why?”

Suddenly you began to grow nervous, like you had been caught doing something you shouldn’t have, “because I wanted to?” You asked, as if he already knew the answer and you were making a guess hoping it was the right one.

“You wanted to?” Loki cocked his brow, as he slowly trailed his hand down your stomach and buried his hand into your underwear just like you had, you twitched slightly at the cool sensation on your heat, as he dragged his fingers through your folds, gathering your juices on them, he lightly nudged your clit before he pulled his hand back out of your underwear.

“You’re completely soaked,” he stated, “you resorted to pleasuring yourself while I’m right here and perfectly capable of taking care of all your needs.” If you weren’t mistaken, you’d say Loki seemed almost offended, you weren’t sure if you should’ve apologised or not.

“What about you?” You tried, after all you were taking care of his needs.

“My love, I will not see you go neglected as I chase my own pleasure.” Loki told you, as he dragged your trousers and underwear down your legs, revealing your most intimate area to himself and the galaxies above. You moved your legs like you were on an invisible bicycle in order to completely pull them off your body and left them in a messy heap on the floor while Loki unlatched your bra, leaving you completely bare to him.

He didn’t hesitate to run the blunt head of his cock over your folds, causing you to jump at the unfamiliar feeling of such a chilling temperature on your heat, you wondered how it would feel inside you. You didn’t have to wait long to find out as Loki began sinking himself into you, both of your senses and sensitivities were heightened due to your contrasting temperatures, you felt every inch of his length drag against your hot walls, while Loki almost came instantly from the feeling of your tight heat surrounding him.

“Oh my god, Loki,” you gasped as you tightened your arms around him as shivers shot through your spine hand in hand with pleasure while your abdomen tightened and your walls fluttered against his cool length. Loki allowed himself to bask in your response before he began rolling his hips in a steady rhythm.

Once again you began to move your hand down towards your clit but Loki quickly grabbed both your wrists in his fits and pinned them on the plush cushions scattered around your head.

“If you keep insisting on taking responsibility for your own pleasure, I will be left with no choice but to restrain you.” Loki warned you and the suggestion sent the pit of your stomach swirling.

Loki picked up on the way your eyes widened so slightly at the mere thought of being restrained and completely at his mercy and realised that might be something you would be interested in and he stored it in his memory to explore at a later date, for now he made sure to keep your wrists held together in one of his large hands, as he brought the other down to your neglected clit.

Your back immediately arched into his as you gasped with pleasure and he increased his pace, creating more friction for the pair of you. Loki’s marked back glistened with the many hues from above, as it arched and rolled with each hard and direct thrust.

“Please, Loki...” You whined as you felt your release coiling in the base of your stomach, you just needed a gentle nudge over the edge. You moved your leg slightly, giving Loki the room to change the angle of his deep thrusts and you instantly screamed with pleasure as he unexpectedly hit the perfect spot inside you, instantly sending your orgasm crashing over you as you chanted his name along with some added curse words.

Loki came immediately after you as the way your walls clenched around him as your release surged through you had ignited his own explosion.

While you recovered from your orgasm, you watched Loki’s face as his eyes closed and his lips parted before a backdrop of constellations which shone behind him like a nimbus and you thought it was the most breathtaking sight you had ever seen.

As his pleasure gently evaporated, he slipped himself out of you and rested by your side, a warm ivory skin tone began to spread over his body as he returned to his usual form. His body temperature instantly rose and you snuggled into his chest in search of warmth, since laying with his frost giant form had left your own skin cold to the touch.

Loki conjured another blanket and tucked it snugly around the pair of you as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and secured you in his safe and comfortable hold and you let out a quiet content sigh.

You believed the moment couldn’t have been anymore perfect, you were resting in the arms of the person you loved, in post orgasmic bliss, underneath a view very few people would ever have the privilege of enjoying.

It took you a moment to realise it, but you immediately stiffened as soon as you realised what you had considered Loki as. The person you loved.

“Are you all right?” Loki lifted his head to look down at you, having picked up on the way your body had stiffened against him and the way your pulse picked up as his felt the beat of your heart hammering against the side of his bare chest.

“I just... I just remembered what I saw on the projection,” you quickly saved yourself, “will you tell me where it was from?”

Now you lifted your head and rested your chin above his armpit as you looked at him with concern, although you were attempting to cover up the real reason you had unexpectedly stiffened, you were still anxious about what you had saw and Loki had promised that he would explain it to you later, you decided what better time than now.

Loki’s eyelids lowered as he looked down and let his head fall back against the cushions and you noticed the way he swallowed nervously, as you watched him closely in silence, giving him time to gather the right words.

“Remember how in Pompeii I told you I am a glitch in the timeline and I’m not supposed to exist?” Loki jogged your memory and you nodded against his shoulder.

“After I attacked New York and I was captured by my brother and the Avengers, I stole the tesseract and used it to escape – in the original timeline that never happened, originally I was captured and Thor took me with him back to Asgard. By escaping with the tesseract I created an alternate timeline of events. The projection was showing me my alternative life... and that moment you saw... that was my death.” You didn’t miss the way Loki’s voice trembled slightly as he explained it to you which caused hot tears to gather underneath the edge of your waterline, while it felt like a fist tightened around your heart.

“That... that’s not going to happen to you now though, right?” You worried and Loki once again lifted his head to look you in the eye as he rose a comforting hand to your cheek.

“No, darling. I’m on a different path now. One I am taking with you by my side.” Loki assured you and brought a smile to your lips and a warmth to your chest that soothed your racing heart.

You planted a kiss on his lips, pouring all your emotions and feelings into it, which caused it to deepen as your lips moved against each other’s in a lazy rhythm until you lifted away with one last peck before you returned your head to his chest.

“Let’s sleep here tonight, under the stars.” You said as you closed your eyes, finally realising just how tired you were.

#loki #loki imagine #loki x reader #loki x female reader #loki x you #loki marvel #loki smut #doctor who #tenth doctor #donna noble #tom hiddleston #loki series #jotun loki

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heybeybey · 4 years ago

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Sunshine on a Cloudy Day

Pairing: Rivetra | Levi x Petra

Summary: Forced to retire from the Scouts due to a major injury, Levi thinks he'll be spending the rest of his days in domestic solitude. Petra, however, has another idea.

Loosely based on The Way of the Househusband.

Or: Captain Petra x Househusband Levi canonverse AU

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A/N: Okay I've had this outlined for WEEKS (no ending in mind tho) but I never got around to actually drafting it. But....... I had some time this morning and the inspiration after seeing this post so yay.

Thanks to @sleeperswakewriting for introducing me to The Way of the Househusband. It's cute and funny and DEFINITELY RIVETRA in another universe.

This is going be a drabble series btw but no assurance on when I'll be updating each chapter (My Royalty AU draft is glaring at this fic rn tbh). Some chapters will be based on the Netflix show but Levi's condition is a bit different from Tatsu's so it'll probably be loosely based at best.

And yes, the title is from the song My Girl. But I like this version since I think it fits Petra the most :3

Also also, we all know deep down that Levi wants to be a househusband so here you go.

- - -

Chapter 1: The Ceremonies

There was a time when his mind wandered to how his career in the Scouts would end. Levi always thought he'd die on the battlefield, just as he witnessed among his comrades. He'd accepted that reality, sometimes even waiting for it despite his will to continue fighting on.

For some reason, retiring has never crossed his mind.

"Honorably discharged due to major leg injury, incomplete spinal cord injury, and loss of right eyesight."

He can still hear the pity and sadness from Erwin's voice from that day in the hospital when they talked over where he will go from there. The doctors mentioned that his spine will heal over time, but his leg is broken way beyond repair. It's worse enough that amputation was considered at one point. He'd be good as titan food should he retain his current position in the scouts.

At first, he wanted to scream. He wasn't the type to show some outwardly emotion (except for when he's beating down new recruits or the three males in his squad) but being a part of the Survey Corps is what gave this shit of a life some meaning after he was pulled out of the underground.

Frankly, he didn't know what's next.

"Hey, Captain." Petra's sweet voice snapped Levi out of his thoughts and he forces himself to get out of his bad mood. This was her day and he'd be damned if he ruins it for her.

Levi takes her in and the corner of his lip quirks up. He feels pride fill his chest as his eyes strays a bit on the insignia freshly pinned on her uniform.

"I think I should be the one calling you that, Ral." He replies. "Congratulations."

Wheelchair-bound for what may be the rest of his life, Levi and his squad had to sit down and talk over what's next for the Scout's elites. The obvious choice was Eld, but Levi and the rest of the team were surprised when the blonde man turned down the promotion. He says that while he had the leadership skills and the years of experience that makes him more than qualified, he knew that he didn't have the same burning dedication to the cause as much as he'd witnessed in others.

Eld said that he'd be glad to support the next team captain instead. Oluo, while skilled, had often been too focused on his kill count. Gunther has a strategic mind but didn't really have the charm to bring people together.

So they all turned their attention to Petra.

To be honest, Levi had always wanted to promote Petra as his second-in-command. However, Scout regulations demanded a certain number of years that she didn't have yet at the time he first chose his elite squad. He'd never had a problem with Eld, but his and Petra's ability to synchronise on the battlefield is the reason why he'd always turned to her when he needed a second hand.

It makes sense in his eyes and to the rest of the team, even when Erwin and the other soldiers were doubtful of his choice. They've seen how ferocious Petra is during expeditions, but still had the heart to cry alongside her dying comrades. She's kind and helpful, but knows when a hard decision is needed to be made. She'd pitched in her ideas and opinions every time she accidentally passed by the officers' meeting sessions (she always brought them tea so she sometimes hear the conversations). This was often met with a surprised look from her higher-ups but having worked with Petra for quite some time, Levi would just smirk at his fellow veterans.

She's still rough around the edges and she definitely still has more room to improve, but the potential is there. He wouldn't have chosen her as part of his team in the first place if he didn't see that fire.

He wasn't surprised that Eld, Gunther and Oluo supported her, even when Petra was terrified to accept such a responsibility. Levi was firm in his decision.

In the end, Erwin stamped on his approval.

Levi was the one who pinned the insignia on her signifying her new position during today's pinning-on ceremony.

- - -

"Hey, Captain!"

"I think you should stop calling me that, Petra."

"Sorry. Habit." The ginger blushes slightly as she steps closer inside the apartment, basket in hand. "I bought something for you."

She brings out a few fruits from the basket, laying it down on the dining table in his humble apartment. "The farmer's market was on sale today and I had the chance to pass by before they closed."

"You didn't have to buy me all these, Petra."

"I had to use my pay raise for something, Captain," she jests. He wheels himself towards her to assist her with unloading the basket and they both work in silent contentment.

"So, how's your first day?" Levi asks after washing the fruits. Petra's face lights up at his question and the whole room seems to come alive as she chatters on.

"Holy Maria, Captain. I didn't know the team can be this stupid. No wonder you had dark eyebags after training us for years!"

- - -

It's been three months since he resigned from the Scouts. The new captain never fails to come home to the apartment he's renting near the Scout HQ everyday.

Come home? Tch. How delusional can you get.

He'd welcome her back every expedition and every training day. A part of him feels a bit of guilt gnaw on him when he sees how tired Petra is whenever she comes home, thinking of the time when he was her direct commanding officer.

"Captain, can I sleep here tonight?"

Now, he sees the sorrow and fatigue in her eyes. "You're always welcome here, Petra."

He offers to give up his bed for the night but she declines, saying that she'll be fine on the couch. She's unnaturally quiet, but he knows that this is how she typically is after expeditions.

They're both on the couch right now and she snuggles closer to him. Levi motions for her to lay her head on his lap, their boundaries thinning with every single visit.

He's quiet when he sees the tears start to fall from her eyes. Soon, Petra's sobbing and she wraps her arms desperately around him. His hand starts to slowly run through her ginger locks, hoping it gives her some comfort.

"She was the last in my and Oluo's batch." She starts, voice shaking and he gives her space to talk and mourn her comrade. "I wanted to save her... but it was either her or compromise the mission. I had to give the order."

"I'm sorry." Because if someone understands her better, it's him.

- - -

"Levi?"

It's the scout's day off today and they're all allowed to leave the vicinity to visit friends and family, or simply just to fuck around if they wanted.

Petra, not surprisingly, decides to spend another weekend with him.

"Hmm?" He's currently preparing their lunch, wheeling himself around the kitchen area.

"Did you ever think about settling down when you were still in the scouts?"

He cocks an eyebrow at her question. "And leave a widow crying on my grave? I didn't even have the time to date, Petra."

And he didn't even want to date someone else. Not when he kept having wet dreams about his own subordinate at that time.

"Well, you have a chance now, right?" Petra starts to help with laying down the dishes on the table. He looks at her, eyes taking in her body language. She's doing that thing with her hands again where she tries to occupy it with things to do whenever she's nervous. She's too tense for this to be some absent chatter.

"Just spit it out, Petra."

"What I'm trying to say is that I'm always here. In this apartment. Whether I'm back from training or meetings or expeditions," she starts. Levi wheels himself forward to grab their food from the small kitchen but he attentively listens to each of her words. Seeing that he won't be replying, Petra decides to continue.

"I like coming home to you, Levi. And I'm still devoted to you." Petra nervously says, the redness on her cheeks intensifying. Levi feels his heart thump at her last sentence. He stops what he's doing and looks straight into her amber eyes, the same moment as she reaches out to delicately hold both of his hands. "I'd like to continue doing so... if you'll have me in another way."

Bold as ever is the first thing that fondly came to his mind. He feels emotion start to climb up his throat but he never wavers in staring back at her. The next thing that came to mind wasn't exactly a thought, and the answer leaves his mouth with a certainty he didn't know he had.

"Okay," he quietly replies. Not much of a talker, as usual. Still, his sure answer was quite a surprise to the both of them.

Was it loneliness? That fear that he'd most likely die alone because of his automatic ability to push people away? Maybe it's some deep hidden desire to live a domestic life with someone—something that he allowed himself to fleetingly dream of while he was still in that underground hellhole—that he has since accepted wouldn't be in his future.

Until now.

He and Petra decided to have a shotgun wedding that same afternoon.

#rivetra #rivetra fic #rivetra fanfic #levi ackerman #petra ral #rivapeto #levitra #shingeki no kyojin #aot levi #aot petra

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brilliantfantasticgeronimo · 3 years ago

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sorry mutuals this has to be the longest reaction post i have ever done in like 7 years of tumblr sldkjfklsd this episode was just A Lot

-weekly butthurt recall that chibnall beat me in using the faiths in a 13 doctor story and now when i do it in next year in my xena crossover is not gonna seen as clever. damn u chibnall. -”bel’s story” omg what is this.... high concept realness??? im in. -my meta-analysis of "flux is a metaphor for climate change/enviromeltal catastrophe" gets stronger every episode. -SEXU BRONZE DALEKS. love those fuckers. bless them for finally iguring out floating. rip any stairs or swamps that get in their path. -even more irl enviromental collapse parlallels: the fear over right neo nazi factions rising in europe rn. -"my love" is she gay? -these blue time-bees reminds me of the thingies from father's day. miss those cute guys. they never showed up again ): -there's so much color everywhere this season... who knew the end of the world would be so pretty... -the little echo effect of swarm fingers snapping in the recap... ooh yes -the day going to black effect ohhh yesss -im watching the audiodescribed version for the first time and i's really interesting to be honest! im picking up a lot of new vocabulary for the weird things that they describe on screen lol -ooooooohhhhhhh pov of the doctor man!!! im loving this. i have read a lot of fics of people trying to do this, specially this era, and it feels very satisfying how the show is confirming that “high speed” thinking. -”leap and the net will appear, that’s what john buroughs told me” we love 1 little bitch namedropping even in monologue / just to show off to the audience she doesn’t know is there.

-(yes in this case “little bitch” is gender-neutral)

-this effect of the other 3 “falling” into the time storm looked a bit silly tbh dskljfkl and i love jodie but her green-screen acting in this bit.... dsklfjklds well... let’s just say she’s had better moments. -the eu feelings intensify -WHAT IS HAPPENING -I LOVE THIS -INFERNO REALNESS??? -jodie is so beautiful -seriously what is happening -diana get away from him he has a dog husband to come back to >:( -he's so smooth tho i love him. -"you are not ugliest fella in this city" oh no they are cute ): -i hate liking dan this much. how dare this show make me root for someone male straight and white AGAIN. -ohh and his parallels to the doctor’s personality intensify... - -THASMIN REGULAR PEOPLE AU. -ok not quite but i got really excited for a sec sdljkf -all this casual banter is killing me what are ya'll saying stop speaking so fast. there’s foreigners in the audience. -dan/diane x thasmin parallels -lol this constant "diverse casting for cops" is sure a thing huh. i see through u chibs/bbcs. #acab -the sfx artists are on fire this episode (i hope they got paid well and didn’t have crunch time....) -Right. if all time is bleeding through and things are like, all over the place..., it actually makes a lot of sense lore-wise that weeping angels are over-powered and feasting on everything. it’s not seeming like a pointless bringing of an old monster for fanservice, but actually serves the story a lot if u think about it.good stuff! -i want all these aus omg -mandip in napoleonic era sicfi outfits is doing things to me -wow "grant serpent" doesn't sounds ominous and evil at all vinder. def an organization u can trust. -jodie in black is doing thins to me -NITRO NINE TIME -Ace should have patented that formula smh -13 referring to vinder as "that other lad" cos she doesn't know him yet lollll -once you get the "trick" of how this episode / serial work’s structure works is a little less impressive, but i’m still having fun w/ it and the actual content of the flashbacks. -time storms ldskfjlk THIRTEEN QUICK THROW THIS ALARM CLOCK!!! THE PAST IS COMING OUT OF HER EAR...... -(do ppl still remember that meme? i should find it again man, it was so good slkdjf) -the art desiggggnnnHhhhnggggg -also: something about pyramids and platonic solids and greek mythology./alchemy.. maybe they should have put a dodecahetron instead? pyramds represent fire after all, not the ether/time... (not that they dont look cool but, they could have continued the greek theme!) -RUTH RUTH RUTHTHTRFJKHKJDSLHFLSKJDHFLSDJKHFLSKDJHFLKSJDHFLKJSDHFLKSJDHFLKJSDHF -¨this is my past" HOLY SHIT I JUST GOT THE TIME LOOP IM- THAT'S WHY WE DIDNT HAVE 13'S IN A FLASHBACK IT'S BECAUSE THIS IS HER FLASHBACK AHHH -chibnall have my babies -the absolute disgust when ruth looks at thirteen as realizes she is her reflection.... peak In-Character doctor mood. ("i’m not the woman i used to be, thank god") -(look all i want is 20009809 low-stake stories about thirteen/ruth having a fun two/three // seven/five mutual-repulsion dynamic... is that really asking too much, EU/fic writers. i never asked you for anything) -"pretty smart for a dog" -no but memes aside this is really impressive... like, it's very sophisticated plotting, and the weaving of lore is great... but it's still all about character building for our 4 (5 ) heroes. it’s nice that chibnall keeps that in mind. -that said... this episode is kicking my ESL ass... my brain is spinning trying to keep up ToT -OHHH man. so much backstory. -lol ruth is so done even when she is helping her future self. i love them so much -"you fucked up, me." -dallying. -OHH THE CAPITALIST PIGS IN THEIR FUNNY HATS ARE BACK - im digging the like, subtle horror-vibe of this. the cackling was pretty creepy dslkjf. -honestly this serial is also a great tourist ad for liverpool. just look at that waterfront! woah -this ghostly effect is pretty nice -BEL THE LUPARI ARE FINE DONT WORRY (the retroactive storytelling!!!... chef’s kiss) -the subtle commentary of these alien fuckers (meritocrat cybermen, nazi daleks, supremacist warmonger sontarans, etc) having to be fought even at the end of the world is really y cool. idk what to make of it yet political-messaging-wise but i dig it lol something like... how we have to fight until the end and shit and we have to struggle as long as we are alive and... that's fine... good stuff worth thinking about. -hey there not-brax. -"challenges are temporary, life is constant" -is she a past / future companion? like melanie bush in trial of a time lord? -vinder's story makes me want to replay SW: KOTOR 1+2 so bad. The aesthetic/vibe of this mission is so on-point w/ that game... -ok i think the specific primal horror this story is tapping into is like..., being at work and not knowing what's happening that day or missing an assignment and school lol -SONYA SONYA SONYA SONYA SONYA -bless this confirming a headcanon i didn't even knew i had that, not only is yaz not into any kind of "modern music", she also doesn't like "video-games." ( i love 1 boring-ass bi-mess with no social life). -also im losing my mind at fake-gamer-gurl sonya. -13 is such a sassy asshole to yaz even when she's helping her lol im sorry guys but this is every entertaining dslkjfsdklfj -noooo!!! this was my thing ... i was going to have thirteen take the place of the fates dammit again chibnall ): im gonna have to rewrite the climax of part 3 aghhslkdjf -future memories... eyes emoji -omg omg omg yaz picking up things!! i love you yaz u are so smart even if 13 doesnt see it. -this episode reminds me of how much dw deserves a proper videogame. -ooh they took the "image of an angel is angel" thing! i like. -CLEVER YAZ -"do you want me to be single forever?" i died -"PROTECT YAZ.... and that lad." -division dark-side thirteen/ruth are doing things to me. -"do not underestimate me" put me down as horny *and* confused :D -man division!era swarm was a lot less glittery... it’s like the meta of how each master is very much designed as a foil for "their" doctor lol -also swarm gives tim-shaw such a kicking. -hmm... ‘the passenger’ gives me watcher vibes... -the eu-vibes of this adventure intensifies. -there's so much lore and funky wilderness-era dialogue happening here and it's all nonsense scientifically ... and i love it. -”TIME SHALL NEVER SURRENDER TO SPACE” -which other show gives you dialogue like this honestly? i’ll wait -cartmell is weeping for not coming up with this. -thirteen/ruth using the “forbidden form” of multiverse tech... ohhh yes -not!dan with karvanista laser’s axe :) dogtp -"YOU AND ME TOGETHER" that’s gay doc -bell is so cute --- she is so gonna die isn’t she ): -i have no idea what ruth!thirteen did but it sure seemed epic, clever and....... ruthless (eyy) -ohh another bit of retroactive storytelling here... now we know how swarm got captured! -”WE SHALL NOT BE CONTAINED” swarm is such a hamm. i love them. nimon serial energy tbh. -i appreciate the continuity of the time storm design being the same as the time vortex this era (as per the opening credits) -also the continuity of the faiths being gold! aka the screwdriver aka the current tardis crysals aka the logo aka thirteen's signature color. we love meaningful and consistent color usage *clap cla*. -”CONVERT THIS CU*Ts” i love her. -7 billion cybermen... are these the parallel earth OG cybermen? from hartnell era? hence the same population as earth? -i love the message of this story: all these civs striving for conquering things-... but there's no point to conquering because the earth/world/universe is all gonna end anyway. good stuff. -*blasts the cyber with a laser* "Love is the only mission.idiot.“ wtf i LOVE her. -(also i rewatched one of my favorite fiive/tegan scenes after the bit with and it was relevant to this moment!) -”stop te recording” ohh shit the guy is gonna betray vinder / do something shady. -i liked the continuity of "recording" motifs connecting the previous bell scene and this storyline. -ppl were right last week man i mean "fray samport"?? these names are such classic who bs lolll -honestly props to chibnall for making me so invested in all these side-characters. vinder u deserve the world son not these corrupt space napoleonic fuckers. -vinder you are an idiot though dslkjf if someone tells you "have you spoken to your family about any of this?" you cant trust them it’s obviously a threat. -idiot slkfjkl -segun has been pretty chill this episode tbh. i noticed a couple moments that could have done with more music... -maybe it's better tho it might have been too much sensory overload skldjf -YESSS DOGGIE -OHhh ho fuck i love this. the temptation of the doctor to see everything... even more torture bc it is yet another “selfish” choice they aren’t even allowed to make... ugh poor bb ): -”WHO ARE YOU??” i love flux. what is anything. who are we? who are you, tumblr user? we don’t really know. -"lost causes are my specialty" <3 <3 <3 -so “THE RAVEGERS” azure and swarm got introduced by something? meaning there’s a bigger fish behind all this? valeyard? -is she the master? romana? the rani?????? SUSAN??????¡¡¡¡ -"EVERYTHING HAS ITS TIME" ahh my favourite rtd themeeee!!!!! - also again..., climate change fightin' vibes -ahh frog universe vibes. -"it was made. it was placed" more: "humands" didn't cause climate collapse some very powerful people that resist systemic change did. -who knows who this old lady is but she is calling out the doc hypocrisy so obviously, we tan :) -"You dont understand anything" maybe if you told her things... jackass....??? -man im so into this arc. so good. -ohhh--- the first few chords of thirteen's theme in this scene suddenly interrupted with the "this is bad happenings" music... i see u segun. i see u. -"WE'RE GONNA STOP YOU" (crickes) dan i love you you absolute madlad. -dude the constant parallels and all the “romantic love beating the odds” framing and thirteen just not getting it and yaz subtle side glance... dare i say.... #thasminendgame. -swarm has a little pig nose. -aghh the reflection thing coming back again!! cinematographyyy -hehe another "vinder as yaz's companion" moment. so cute. -dan has known the doctor for like 2 day but it’s like he has speed-run through an entire companion arc lol -thirteen like HOW DARE YOU ASK ME THINGS dsslkfjlksd ass!!! -i feel like yaz might die / sacrifice herself by connecting some dots before the doctor and thirteen is gonna realize it only too late and she's gonna feel like a complete idiot for the rest of her fourteenth incarnation. -(sigh of relief) ohhhh god bless. vinder isnt yaz's endgame dslfjsdkl good for him vinder/belll otp let them reunite and have a million little tamagotchis :) i do not have an ulterior agenda for this :)))) -”and YOUR URBORN CHILD AS WELLLLL” slkdjfkld this is so cheesy i love it. -oh no ): i dont like where this is going.... -omg i love this cheesy grease summer loving effect... what is doctor who if not intellect and ROMANCE over brute force and cynicism? -if im gay and you are gay then who is that angel piloting this plane

#im just #ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #dw #flux #dw spoilers #took me like 3 hours to get through this one sdlkfjklsdjfklsdjf

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spootsaline · 3 years ago

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I went to your select and I saw The Divinity and I was STOPPED IN MY TRACKS !!! Tell me everything about them or die by my blade!

(( YES she is one of my fave ancestors, I will gladly talk about her >:)

So! A little background info is that the Zoshaps in general I wanna sayyyy was my second linage made for a fan session?

& With in that session The Divinity completes her life goal (of becoming immortal) but becomes a living statue!

She gets put in a museum :)

I'mma put the rest under read more bc i Talk >:)

but for BLOG The Divinity things go a little different!

Things still mostly follow her original timeline. Which is that the aspiring rust blood doctor, Hectate Zoshap started to get noticed for her cannibalistic tendencies in her busy small town. It reaches a point where she's about to be caught and tried, but instead is swooped up by her then friend (later matesprit) a male fuchsia!

(This male fuchsia was a friends, who is no longer into fantrolls? So he's an NPC until I either make her a new husband OR someone comes to me and wants one of their ocs to be her husband)

Though the real issue with Hecate, is that sadly, she was never quite mentally stable or ever fully 100% there, even as an young adult. But as she lived with her now matesprit, and as she progressed in her career as a doctor as the sweeps passed, she still continued to mentally deteriorate even with her desperate stranglehold on trying to appear normal.

(The Divinity's specific area of expertise is documenting the variants of internal body parts of trolls between castes & how to work with them, since I hc each blood to have slightly different placements for that kinda stuff among other things.)

The Divinity really only becomes The Divinity when the delusions start to attack her particularly hard. She started to crumble and started to see herself as perfection, and as a god, but not fully one since she hadn't reached immortality.

Along with this her obsession with dolls also starts as in her mind they become linked with being perfect and being immortal (This is when she starts painting her face.)

But The Divinity needs to reach immortality to be truly Divine. So her obsession quickly grows and becomes all consuming. She starts to run tests, take in trolls she deems perfect, and tries to find what what makes them tick. (Ones that she particularly likes, she turns into dolls, both living dolls that become her and her husbands servants, and those who are simply not alive.)

(Somehow her husband loves her through this all, what a guy.)

& That's kind of where we are current day?

She only has true love for her dolls and her husband, but she also isn't outwardly rude to others? She's just cold and distant unless she finds them perfect, or they strike a nerve.

So she's a bittttt volatile which is why I don't rp her alllllll tooo muccch?

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one last bit of info tho that is Interesting that I'm confident I'm maybe keeping for sure?

or I think it is <-<

I did (kinda) implement the start of the Zoshaps line, that being The Jointed (so The Divinity's ancestor...ancestor x2!)

& The basic story of The Jointed is that she was an ancient troll goddess of suffering and death, and came to death herself on Alternia. Due to that what made The Jointed herself, spread across the timeline of Alternia, and would sporadically gather enough of herself in one grub to make a Zoshap

and while the Zoshap would be their own troll, in The Divinity's life, she has enough of The Jointed in her, to know that she should be a god and isn't. but she doesn't know why.

& because she has so much of The Jointed in her, and still being a mortal troll, she isn't able to fully to cope with it, which is why her mental issues are so present?

2 much god soul dust in mortal body, f

Though I DO keep flip flopping on this bc i dont know if its too much for realzies and if i should keep everyone truly mortal, and have their linage just suck and fail

#mun chatters #the divinity #tysm for the ask!!!#ask to tag #idk shes a bit much but nothing is like in extreme details just mentions

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searchingforproofsthatimwrong · 4 years ago

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THE JAMMIEDODGER VIDEO ABOUT JK ROWLING (as recommended by a very polite anon)

so I go point by point after the cut but in short: they should read more feminist theory, they are lying, they are not as coherent as they think they are but they make some points, notably about the rapid onset gender disphoria that’ll need to check in more depth later on.Most of their sources were unfortunatly either on points I already knew or already agreed with. Also that woman ( the “cis” one not Jammy), should really stop thinking being born a woman is somehow a privilege.

So the video starts by saying three things I agree with :

1) Biological sex is definitely real

2) Women’s right and girls’ right need to be protected

3) JK Rowling is entitled to like support and write whatever she wants

So far so good. Except it then goes on to say that TRA agree with that. Now maybe most do but at least some don’t. Don’t lie to me, Jammie Dodger.

They then go on to misrepresent what our problem with “cis” is. Are they going to spend that entire video about trans people at destination of the non educated on that subject without ONCE defining what a trans person is? They are aren’t they ?

“TRANSPEOPLE AGREE THAT BIOLOGICAL SEX EXISTS!!”

see earlier but given the number of people who are saying “sex is a social construct” and “sex is a spectrum” and “a neovagina is just like a vagina��, you may at least put a “most” in your statement here. Anyway this is not the problem we have, we wouldn’t even discuss this if it weren’t for the brain dead morons who argue with us about it.

“my biological sex -the one I was assigned at birth- was female”

is Jammie here telling me he knows biology exists but his sex WAS female ? It still IS female. You’re a female. Moreover you cannot say I know biology exists and I was assigned a sex. The entire “assigned sex” is a refutal of biology by implying doctors choose a sex for you. This is stupid.

Strawman. They are saying radfems have no argument against “gender identity is a real thing”. The lies. Gender identity is not a real thing it’s just gender stereotypes and gender is a tool of oppression for women, it’s sexist garbage. I also notice they don’t define gender identity, this is starting to be a pattern, this video is aimed to normies but the only thing they defined so far is terf.

They did 5 fucking minutes on “transpeople know that biological sex exists” I am already exhausted.

Oh my bad they defined “gender identity” as “the gender you know you are”. THANKS A BUNCH THIS IS SO HELPFUL . Define gender please I beg of you.

“They know they are a man but their bodies don’t match”

okay so you agree that man and woman are words that depends on your body right? Since it can “match”, they are not gender then ? Nevermind he then says that man is their gender identity. This is not making sense.

Ooooooh the floating head analogy never heard that one before, this is a stupid one because gendies also argue that their gender is innate (unless Jammie here specifically says he doesn’t think that I’ll act as if he agrees with that statement) so the good question would be if you were born as a floating head and never even had a body would you still be a woman? And my answer here as well as plenty of people I suspect is “men and women don’t make sense if we’re born as floating heads what are you on about?”

“transwomen needs women’s right too”

I know you think that is self evident but I’ll ask what exactly are the women’s right transwomen need. Abortion? Affordable periods product ? The right to have places free of male? oh wait. They are male so they can never have that can they ?

“so feminism also needs to believe in gender identity”

because if we don’t our feminism is only for females and we exclude males. Notice how they didn’t continue their logic by saying how THIS feminism excludes transmen and nonbinary? Because it does, but guess who actually need the women’s right of abortion for exemple?

“transmen don’t need women’s rights”

I FUCKING CANNOT YOU STILL NEED IT WTF ARE YOU ON ABOUT. OK I need them to define women’s right asap

“well JK Rowling said she supports trans rights”

funny how you can understand how those words are not a proof that she in fact does but you still started your video by “we support women’s rights !!!”

“adding [to Harry Potter] content that was LGBT+ friendly”

she added things that were gay friendly. I don’t remember her adding trans characters.

“transphobic” = saying men can’t become women. Whoah. The hatred.

“the lack of belief [in gender identity] is what she wants protected”

yes and ? Atheism, the lack of belief in a god, is protected. Gender identity existence only proof is some people saying it does exists, it is not a scientific reality in any way shape or form.

“His biological sex was previously female”

BUT WE KNOW WHAT BIOLOGICAL SEX IS WE SWEAR; Damn they spend 7 minutes on “transpeople know biological sex exists” and then keep acting like they fucking don’t.

After that they point blank say that gender identity is more important than sex, having someone who passes as an exemple. What about transpeople who don’t pass? How much you bet this will never be discussed in this video.

Anyway they follow that with that :

Which is true but defining what a woman is does affect women actually (I know weird right) so it’s completely irrelevant to the discussion here.

“When a large group of transpeople are telling you something is wrong please listen to them”

please afford women the same courtesy. We are a large group of women saying males are not the fucking authority on what womanhood is but we are told to shut up. Listen.

“we cannot take the behavior of the minority [online abuse] and group it onto the majority”

I agree with that statement but the majority still didn’t condemn the abuse. Honestly the people in this video did -just before saying HOWEVER but hey – but it is pretty rare to see TRA actually confronting the people who abused JK Rowling online, they cheered them on more than anything.

It is very telling how they spend more time in this video saying people collecting screenshots of the abuse JK Rowling suffered were “not cool” than the TRA giving them a bad name by actually abusing JK Rowling. They even say Jammy was also insulted online so TERF and TRA are as bad as each other right ?? Being called delusional or idiot is not the same as death threats sorry Jammy. (I doubt the “freak” one was from a terf tbh but even then, this is not even comparable) I mean didn’t you get at least one person saying they were going to kill you ? Because I did, and I have ,like, 200 followers. I find very weird that the woman here said “I received sexual assaults threats and this is as a cis woman!” as if women weren’t the primary target of sexual assaults threats. Yeah it’s the misogyny. What’s new. You really should stop thinking you are somehow priviledged even when you are being sexually threatened ffs. What gender ideology does to a mf.

“neither of these sides are innocent”

oh come on, you cannot possibly means that the men who gave you sexual threats were terfs, this is ridiculous, you are just trying to excuse and diminish what people did to JK as per fucking usual.

“persistent low level harassment”

it hasn’t stayed low level tho. Stop trying to say you and JK are receiving the same abuse it’s embarrassing.

JK Rowling’s essay having real life effects on policies for exemple has an element of thruth ,even tho we disagree on wether or not this can be a good thing but your are deluding yourself if you think people assaulting transpeople are the sort of people whose views are in any way influenced by feminists. This is laughable. Also please stop with the guilt tripping, we are not responsible of the mental health of transpeople, we are not their therapists, sorry.

I love how they implied that the guy who forced GNC kids to behave as their assigned gender would somehow give a letter of thanks to a feminist. This is implying “terfs” want the same things as this maniac which is just a straight up lie, terfs absolutely adore GNC people and are mostly GNC themselves.

“What rights of women are actually being eroded by the inclusion of transwomen ?” I am glad you asked !! Well apart from the freedom of speech since “terfs” are losing their jobs and being deplatformed because of this, we have the inherent dangers of replacing sex by gender in what the law protects : https://www.aclu.org/blog/speakeasy/firing-mom-because-shes-breastfeeding-sex-discrimination this is a link to a story about a woman who was said being fired for breastfeeding was not sex discrimination because men can lactate. Do you see the problem ? Moreover there is quotas for women in politics etc….Women fought for their quotas and now males can have them, who do you think an employer would prefer someone who probably will be pregnant at one point or someone who never will ? and let’s not forget the right for women to have women only places :Women in prison are raped by the trans identified males in it .

“I cannot think of a single right that is removed from me”

good for you maybe you should have actually researched radfems talking point before doing this video ? Your ignorance is not a good argument.

“transwomen can use the women changing room because they are women”

you keep saying that but apart from “they feel like women” you didn’t explain how they are women. This is the basis of this entire video and you never explained. Also allowing any person who say they are women into the women’s changing room does not only allow transwomen does it ? It also allows lying freaks.

“You can protect cis women’s rights and transrights simulteanously” HOWWWWWWWWWWW, please tell me how to keep female only spaces (women’s right) while saying TWAW (transrights apparently according to them).

“transwomen can be the victims and cis women can do the voyeurism”

true but did you forget we actually live in the real world and in that one males are much more likely to be sexually harassing people than women ? It is a brazen form of lying to tell women that since theoretically other women can also be creeps they don’t have to worry about males. Get a grip. Live in the real world for a change.

“It doesn’t reference transwomen but men pretending to be women”

apart from “they feel it” you still haven’t told us what the difference is. You are aware nothing from an outside perspective distinguishes the two right ??

“there is no evidence of men pretending to be trans to enter female only spaces” and how would you know they are pretending ? This is the same problem again and again, if you define transwomen as men who feel like women then there is absolutely no way of verifying someone really is trans. And that’s a lie anyway since we do actually have proof of that happening?? There was that video making the room on radblr a while ago of a clear male pissing in the women’s bathroom saying (lying) that he was trans.

Yeah actually radical feminists would accept transmen in their bathrooms, but it’s not an easy question with an easy answer to know how to check they really are transmen. Although notice how they are again only talking about transpeople that passes ? I would feel safer with Jammy in my toilets than Hannah Mouncey for exemple :

That is so obvioulsy a man in a dress.

“ If a transman with a beard and penis and balls can go into a women’s toilet and that is deemed okay because of his biological sex what is to stop a cis man from doing the same”

I am sorry but are you saying a transwoman cannot have a beard and penis and balls ?????????? This is incredibly transphobic of you, you said that gender identity Is just feeling like a gender, how exactly does that mean transwomen cannot have beard ? If you want to know, radfem are arguing for a third toilet for transpeople, that’s our solution. What is yours ?

Ok the next part is racist I’ll skip that thanks

On accusation of TERFery intimidating people and organizations “we haven’t seen these” again, your ignorance is not an argument, I am posting these on Tumblr where cryptoterfs arer numerous. Why do you think that is ?

Are they seriously saying Nike and addidas “accepted” transpeople because they “realized it was the right thing to do” ?????? Those companies employs slaves IN WHAT WORLD DO YOU LIVE IN??

“trying to make transpeople look crazy”

the clownfish things were said online by real transpeople. We don’t need to invent thing to make transpeople look crazy, if there is large enough group some people belonging in that group will say stupid shit .

“We support these rights”

when speaking about women victims of abuse. This is a lie, the Vancouver rape shelter relief is often targeted by transactivists, recently a gofundme for it was cancelled because of transactivists, they are quite litteraly stealing money from raped women. This is not a small, inconsequential part of transactivism.

“The trans-inclusionist views expand the meaning of women to include transwomen”

It doesn’t expend shit actually since it excludes transmen and non-binary. If anything it reduces it.

They go on to say that transwomen deserves protection as women because of their murder rate. It doesn’t explain how being seen as women will help them here and anyway it’s a bold lie considering their murder rate is actually quite low. They also fail to consider how depriving transmen and nonbinaries of those same women’s right might be a problem.

Again they make the distinction between transwomen and men pretending to be transwomen without a way to identify which is which. This is starting to get repetitive and tedious. The problem is not that all transwomen are predators is that there is no way to see a difference until the predators acts, until a woman gets hurt, so accepting transwomen is accepting predators and saying transwomen feelings are more important that the women being hurt because of this. I disagree. The tiny tiny percentage of transpeople doing bad things is actually the same percentage as men doing bad things. If your argument could be used to say women only spaces shouldn’t exist at all because not all men are dangerous maybe you should reconsider your argument because I will not reconsider women’s right to have female only spaces.

“If you push transwomen out of female only spaces you push transmen in”

Yes. I don’t even see where the problem is here. Now why don’t we analyse the fact that if you push transwomen into female only spaces you push transmen out of them ? I don’t think transmen belongs in men’s prisons, do you ?

“Transpeople don’t dispute biology and don’t impact how female only diseases are treated”

eat shit. They do impact this, every woman trying to say “female biology” get shit thrown at her faster than you can blink, stop lying to me Jammy. Do you think I would get called a bleeder, a fetus carrier, a motherfucking birthing body if transactivism wasn’t trying to erase sex ? Don’t you think the sentence “men can have periods” is not eroding biology ? Fuck off

Back to JK, Jammy is saying her disabling comment on her blog was not conductive to a conversation, I have to salute the straight face he says it with because do you really think a nice educated conversation would have taken place on JK Rowling’s essay ? They flooded her children’s book tag with porn for fuck sake.

“Thre is no explosion in young women who wishes to transition” sources ? Because it does seem to be true :https://onlinelibrary.wiley.com/doi/full/10.1111/jsm.12817

“the detransitionners rate is actually really low” hard to know but most people who transitioned did it not so long ago since transgender is a recent trend, we will have to wait and see to have a more robust number. But maybe they are right on that one, this is not going to be the one argument that changes my views unfortunately.

“Does that mean we should stop people from getting plastic surgery then ?”

lol you don’t know the radfem stance on plastic surgery do you ?

“There is more significant transphobia than homophobia”

sources ? Because transition is used as converstion therapy in Iran so it is at least untrue in one country.

“If transmen transition to escape womanhood why is there transwomen ?”

You really didn’t research this did you ? the radfem answer is that transwomen are either gay men who have gender disphoria OR AGP (autogynephiles) read this if you want to learn more about it: https://grahamlinehan.substack.com/p/the-elephant-in-the-room

“why would people who have male privileges choose to give that up”

you are assuming they lose their male privileges but I will need sources on that because most transwomen do not pass and are treated more as special men than as women.

“We have already shown you that transphobia is far more rife and damaging than homophobia”

did I miss that part ? When ? You just said that ? Without backing it up ?

“anti trans narratives constantly contradict itself”

No we do not, we are feminist so we OF COURSE we analyse men and women differently, this is an issue of gender which radical feminism posit as an hierarchy, trying to explain transwomen and transmen with the same arguments is doomed to fail because they were not equal in their relation to gender to begin with. Do you think black people trying to pass as white do it for the same reasons white people try to have more black features ? Of course not.

“What am I a lesbian or a homophobe ?”

You are both, you are a lesbian in denial with a deep case of internalized misogyny and homophobia. You know yo can be both sexist and a woman right ? Well it’s the same here.

I heard “Simone de Beauvoir” and I knew they were going to be really fucking stupid with that “One is not born a woman but rather becomes a woman” quote and THERE IT IS! Please read the book. She is not saying male can become women if they try hard enough, she is saying basically the same thing JK Rowling’s quote said which is that “womanhood” as it is forced on women is alien and not natural and the point is that we should not accept it, it’s a feminist quote on femininity and I am so sick of men using it to say that they are women.

Transactivists acting as if sex recognition patterns don’t exists is exhausting so I won’t comment on “nobody checks if you have XX chromosomes before passing you over for a promotion” other than to say : passing over for promotions happens a lot when women are pregnant and after giving birth stop acting as if misogyny is unrelated to our reproduction capacities it is fucking insulting.

“transwomen will support [fights against tampon tax and FGM] too”

FGM was a bad choice here considering transactivists tried to stop a bill against FGM . I will need sources here actually since I never seen a transwoman fighting for women’s right in my life.

Ok I let a lot passes here because I’m tired but we are 48:40 in the video and fuck you “intersectional feminism” is not about males. It was for black women. It is not reductionist to say women are people with a vagina, this is just a definition, and one that applies to 50% of the population at that, there is litteraly no definition of woman that includes more people than that.

Imagine thinking “women are people with vagina” is reductionist but not calling women “vulva owners”. Please , I am begging for coherence.

“transwomen who experience greater abuse than cisgender women will ever experience” .

This is revolting. I don’t have any other words. I am glad this is the end of the video because I would have stopped immediately if this was at the start. What abuse transwomen can experience than ciswomen cannot ? Because I would have thought forced pregnancy was horrific but maybe this doesn’t compare to being misgendered?

“most people are comfortable with transwomen going into women’s bathrooms” https://www.bsa.natcen.ac.uk/media/39147/bsa34_moral_issues_final.pdf

It says 13% of women are at least uncomfortable with sharing bathroom with transwomen, why are we ignoring their wishes? Because 0.1% of the population wants to ? Whatever, the really interesting thing in this study is that for this question they defined “transwomen” as someone who has gone through all the steps to become a woman aka someone with surgery. I find extremely misleading that this is used for bathroom bills which defines transwomen as male identifying as women. Do you think the numbers would be the same if they specified the transwoman in question still has a penis ? Which is the case for most transwomen btw?

#anon #jammiedodgers #transgender #op is a terf #this took wayyy to long don't read this

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alastorswifey · 4 years ago

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Hi , can I request sebek that is being protected by their s/o that they were badly injured. Maby losing their memories or in a coma. Even tho I'm not a riddle stan but when I read your writings made me go blank for a sec. I really love how you write the angst! Pls don't forget to take care of your self!

out like a light

sebek zigvolt

semi short imagine

angst

gender neutral reader

note: aw thats so sweet! uh sorry if you wanted a happy ending but i assumed angst bc of the prompt-

.・゜-: ✧ :-　　-: ✧ :-゜・．

“With no kiss goodnight Would we ever fight when I'm away?”

“who are you?” the tone wasn’t meant to sound rude. it was a genuine question that escaped your lips. sebek froze. he has been staying by your side the entire time you were out cold for weeks. fortunately, the concussion you got from falling during your flying classes wasn’t that severe and, as the doctor had predicted, you woke up after a few weeks.

as soon as sebek saw your shining orbs, he knew you were back. that everything would be back to normal. apparently that wasn’t the case as you had memory loss (also another thing the doctor predicted). it was said that the memory loss wouldn’t last very long and that if sebek continued his normal routine with you, your memory would come back naturally. the green haired freshmen was determined to make his partner regain their memories.

sebek cleared his throat to answer your question, “i’m your. . . boyfriend? at least, that was what you used to call me before you lost you memories.” he stated, slightly wary that you wouldn’t believe him. to his surprise, you smiled at him. oh, how he missed that smile of yours. the smile that would brighten his day no matter how happy he would be feeling, his morale would increase after seeing your grin. sebek tried to stop himself from tearing up and let out an airy chuckle. “hm, so what’s your name?” you asked, still sounding confused.

“sebek zigvolt. your name is y/n l/n. . . if you don’t remember,” this was the first time anyone has ever seen sebek quiet and timid. usually he’d be boasting about malleus to anyone he would interact with, and that’s usually you. but before you lost your memory, you would enjoy his passionate talks about malleus. you were already close with the tall, dark fae. it was cute to see your boyfriend talk about him. you weren’t really bothered if he rarely talked about you to others.

“hm, i was going to ask my name next,” you chuckled, “uh, did i lose my memory, perhaps?” you asked again. sebek gave you a nod. the rest of the day went by normally, if you could call it that. sebek and the rest of diasomnia along with ace, deuce, and grimm helped you recover your memories. you felt loved.

though, after losing your memories, sebek has vowed to himself that he would never put you in danger and, therefore, has become a little too overprotective of you. he basically downloaded jamil’s personality and combined it with his eccentric yet strict attitude. you didn’t really know how to react to it since you don’t remember what he was like before. so, you let him “protect” you from anyone.

you were slowly getting your memories back, but of course, disaster had to strike at the worst times. upon entering the diasomnia dorm with sebek, you noticed something was definitely not right. you dropped your books, grabbed sebek’s arm and ran towards the building where the students stayed but halted to a stop once you noticed a tall, looming figure that seemed to resemble a dragon. what was that? you asked yourself, but before you could turn to sebek and ask him what was going on, he swiftly brought out his magic pen with the familiar green gem at the point of it. your eyes were mesmerized by the beautiful gem but shook your head and focused on the monster in front of you.

“that’s. . . the young master,” sebek gulped, pushing you behind him, protecting you from the very person he serves. it was an overblot. how did this happen? how did malleus lose his calm? his composure? sebek gritted his teeth and searched around for the other members of diasomnia. he spotted lilia landing upon impact and getting up shortly after, gripping his magic pen. the pink and black haired male was badly injured. this must’ve been going on for a while now.

the battle seemed endless. everyone was growing tired and you all had to get through to malleus so he would stop wreaking havoc. you stopped mid battle to rest but images of your lost memories flashed in your mind like a film reel. you opened your eyes once more and tried to help sebek in any way you can (which isn’t much but encouraging the others and boosting their motivation as they get through to malleus).

you were almost there. you were all almost done with the battle. malleus seemed weak enough to attack.

but then, you see an attack heading straight towards sebek. in a spur of the moment, you jumped out of your spot and launched yourself towards him, causing the attack to have an impact on you instead. sebek was in a daze after feeling your weight on him and how his back hurt when he landed on the concrete. his eyes widened noticing the state you were in. lilia and silver saw what had happened and landed the final blow on malleus. meanwhile, sebek was panicking over how badly injured you were. he didn’t know what to do. tears streamed down his face. he hasn’t made enough memories with you. he hasn’t even caused your memories to come flooding back!

“y/n. . . y/n. . .” he whispered through his sobs. malleus had already been returned back to normal and saw what he had done. he was filled with immense regret and guilt after seeing the state you were in. you were in pain. it wasn’t enough pain to make you wish it would go away though. it more so felt like you were floating on water and the water was so cold that it hurt your body. you grunted, wanting to get up. opening your eyes, you see the rest of the diasomnia dorm around you as sebek held your fragile body. what will he do?

“sebek,” you spoke out, remembering everything, “i remember,” you gasped. everyone was stunned. why now? why at the worse time you would regain your memories. “hey, i don’t have much time left. even you know that.” you coughed. sebek couldn’t say a thing. what should he say? “so, remember this,” you took in a deep breath and gave him a sad, loving stare.

“believe me, we will meet again. until the limits of the sky, i will search for you.” and that’s when your body went limp. you no longer moved. your body was cold. all that was heard were the screams of agony sebek had let out after realizing you were gone.

this loss had been hard especially for sebek. what’s running through his mind, knowing that the reason his lover is no longer by his side is because of the master he served? it was hard on him. he didn’t know what to do. malleus, on the other hand, was guilty more than ever. he had just destroyed the source of happiness of his servant.

“sebek,” malleus started. the green haired male turned to him, a blank expression on his face. malleus sighed and gave him a serious look, “you don’t have to serve me anymore. i know. . . how much you’re going through right now.” sebek wasn’t fazed in the slightest. he cleared his throat and breathed in and gave a sad smile, “i can’t abandon you, young master. after seeing y/n leave me, i can’t possibly let the people close to me get hurt.”

.・゜-: ✧ :-　　-: ✧ :-゜・．

a/n: PLEASE FORGIVE ME IF THIS WASN’T THE KIND THAT YOU REQUESTED MSNMREJDF

#sebek zigvolt #sebek zigvolt x reader #gender neutral reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #imagine #twisted wonderland imagines #angst

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imagineyourworld · 3 years ago

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Fandom: Marvel

Name: Kenna

Age: 19

Which gender you wanna be paired with: Male

Preferred pronouns: She/Her

Occupation: In college majoring in psychology

Hobbies: Longboarding, hanging out with friends, singing, theatre, watching true crime stuff, watching movies, softball, fashion, watching new girl and community for the 100th time even though there’s multiple new shows i need to watch

Personality: Ambivert a little more leaning on outgoing tho, funny (at least i like to think so), I can get very unmotivated a bit of the time, distracted easily, hardworking, passionate, i always try to stay humble, i can be a bit moody on bad days, open-minded, considerate, and i goof off a lot but not in a way that would effect anything important

Hi Kenna,

Thanks for your request! Based on what you told me about yourself I would ship you with Steve Rogers. Since Steve often tends to be a bit more serious I think he could use someone who's a bit goofy and outgoing, plus you're both passionate and open-minded, which would ensure that you'd get along despite your differences. And Steve would be the kind of boyfriend to go shopping with you and then spend the evening watching a movie or TV show on the couch while cuddling, the best of both worlds. I hope you're happy with your ship.

Love, Charlie

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"Steve?", you asked into the near dark room as you heard the door opening. "Nope, just me." With a sigh you stopped the show you had been watching and turned around on the couch to face Bucky before turning back to your TV. "Where's Steve? He told me to wait here for him." Here being the living room in the Avengers compound, where you had spent most of your days ever since you had twisted your ankle a couple of days ago. You were an Avenger, for crying out loud, you fought bad guys and monsters and aliens and yet the one thing that had managed to put you out for a while was twisting your ankle while trying to off a new move you had learned on your long-board, needless to say it didn't go according to plan, "I'm sure he'll be here soon", Bucky reassured you, though you could hear a hint of mischief in his voice. Before you could ask what he meant by that you felt a strong pair of hands on your shoulders, firmly massaging away any knots that have formed throughout the day. “Surprise, my love”, Steve greeted you and you could practically hear the grin in his voice. After a few more moments he let go of your shoulders, allowing you to turn around. “Hey, you. Finally come to see your sick girlfriend?” With a chuckle Steve pressed a kiss on your forehead. “You’re not actually sick, you know? You just twisted your ankle.” You snored and rolled your eyes. Leave it to Steve to make you feel better about sitting on the couch all day while everyone else got to actually do something. “Are you a doctor now, Mr Supersoldier?” He put a hand on your cheek and began softly stroking it with his thumb. Though he had been the one to tell you that you weren’t sick there was a look of worry in his eyes. “Not a doctor, but maybe an expert on sickness. You know, back in my day, I used to be sick quite a lot”, he confessed. An expression of fake shock took over your face. “Really? How come I never knew about that?”, you asked. Okay, maybe your tone was a bit much, but you were an Avenger, not an actress. Steve chuckled again. Apparently your bad acting was good for one thing after all. “Have you had dinner yet?”, he asked, changing the subject. You shook your head. A while ago Wanda had offered you some of her Paprikash, but you had declined opting to eat with your boyfriend instead. “No, but I think there’s something in the fridge for us.” Relief flashed over Steve’s face. Though he’d never admit it, not even to you, he knew that he was a terrible cook and with you already struggling with your ankle he didn’t want to give you food poisoning as well. “Where are your crutches? Can you walk to the kitchen without them?”, he asked after looking around and not finding your crutches anywhere, not knowing that Tony had taken them to his lab for ‘improvements’ earlier. You were about to tell him that it was enough to just hold on to his arm while walking when a better idea popped into your head. “I probably won’t get my crutches back until tomorrow, you should just carry me.” The look on Steve’s face was a strange mixture of amusement, regret and love. But just a second later he sighed and nodded. You squealed in excitement when he walked around the couch to pick you up, it was rare for Steve to agree to something like this, at least when the other Avengers were around. He had a reputation to uphold after all. After a moment of consideration he got on his knees in front of you, his back facing you. “Hop on”, he ordered in his most playful tone. Careful not to put any weight on your injured ankle you obliged. It was a bit shaky when Steve first stood up, but after a couple of steps you got used to being on his back. “You know, one day it’s gonna get me bragging rights to have been given a piggy back ride by Captain America”, you whispered into his ear. Steve’s whole body shook when he started laughing, making the ride jumpier once again. “You’re lucky I love you.”

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I hope you enjoyed Steve taking care of you. I’m sorry I made you hurt your ankle in this fic, but at least you had Steve being there for you...

#steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you

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shintorikhazumi · 4 years ago

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I Have Two Sisters?! Chapter 1: Three Sisters and The Bastard Father (An LWAxRWBYxStarira Crossover)

A/N: What’s crazier than me writing a crossover I can’t get out of my head at 2am while still having multiple wips?

Writing a three-way crossover until 3am!!! (Ended at nearly 5am tho)

GAHHHHH.

Btw, this is a non-magic au. So Diana has no magic, and Weiss has no… semblance. Yes. Because the world of RWBY always goes “???!! OHMG, magic?!” Quite ironically. They become impressed at people turning into birds, but never flinch at Ruby who can separate herself on a molecular level. Sure.

I’ll be updating this sporadically, tbh. The updates will be as random as the coming of this idea. I do like it a lot, so I look forward to working on it. Just have to prioritize the wips.

[DO CHECK OUT THE END NOTES FOR SOME OF THE AU DETAILS AND BACKGROUND]

Still, I couldn’t let the concept pass me by so…

Enjoy?

~Shintori Khazumi

I Have Two Sisters?! Chapter 1: Three Sisters and The Bastard Father

The wind blew strong outside, rain water cold against her bleeding cheek. The numbness was her only relief from pain nowadays. She’d lost count of how many bruises she’d gotten this week. If only her mother hadn’t passed… If only she hadn’t had a bastard of a father.

Then maybe Diana’s life would have been much better than the shell that it now was.

He left her and her mother just as she turned three, the only support she got in the form of random gifts and her financial needs. Her father was nothing of a father. The man that… helped make her was never there. He never showed he cared. Everything he gave her felt obligatory. She hated it. Heck, she didn’t even know his last name, much less remember what he looked like. She did try looking it up at some point, but it seemed as if he was some kind of bigshot she couldn’t name.

Neither her mom nor her aunt had divulged his identity, so she had long since drew a blank to the man’s identity. All she knew was that his name was ‘Jack’ or something of the sort. She had long since adopted her mother’s as it didn’t feel right to take the name of a man she never knew.

All she knew was that he was the cause of all her sorrows. That wretched man had left her and her mother to fend for themselves. Even though her mom was of a strong, well-known medical lineage here in Britain, the fact that she had gotten pregnant out of wedlock labelled her as a shame to the Cavendish name, and she had been cast out to a vacation home in the outskirts of the foreign country, Japan.

After her death, however, the women who Diana now saw as practically witches with how cruel and evil they were decided that because their blood ran through her, took over their small land that she and her mother had cried blood and tears to call their own, and exploited the underage girl, believing she might be of some use as a pawn at the very least, for the sake of the Cavendish name.

And she was. For some time, until she had injured her arm, and was no longer capable of becoming the kind of doctor they wanted her to be, her hand slowly losing its immaculate dexterity, becoming constantly shaky, rendering her as only half the worth she originally was, and thus completely useless besides being their punching bag. Quite literally.

Diana Cavendish found herself spending the better part of her life being abused, and hiding in tool sheds, and escaping her dreaded household at every waking moment, just as she was doing right now.

She hardly believed in any religion, but she found herself always praying to get away from this hellish nightmare. She’d hope that even if she only had a jerk of a father, he’d soon realize that she was his flesh and blood that needed saving.

A hard knock came on the wood of her shed’s door. She flinched, no sound escaping. Had they found her?!

“Miss Cavendish? Miss Diana Cavendish? Are you in here?” An unfamiliar voice called for her, bold and confident sounding, but with kindness and worry interlaced. She felt like it was someone she should respond to. The situation felt like it was some kind of divine calling she should answer.

With legs shaking, she stood up, unlatching the bar that held the door closed and stepping out into the now late night that reeked of hot pavement, rain having stopped while she was lost in thought.

A police officer, clad in uniform and raincoat smiled at her in pity. She was both grateful for- and hated- that gaze. She wished it had come sooner, but at the same time, she disliked being thought of as sad and pathetic.

“Your aunt and her family have been arrested, Miss.” Her ears perked up at the voice and the message they conveyed. Looking up from the ground, she stared into the truthful eyes of the cop. “You’re safe now.”

And she truly hoped she was.

//-//-//-//-//

“Weiss.”

At the mention of her name from that familiar voice, she rolled her eyes internally, holding in the urge to snap at the man she called ‘father’.

“What.”

Maybe her control wasn’t as good as she thought.

“Don’t give me that tone. I know you hate me, but I am still the one that raised you!”

“You mean, you’re the one that paid for me.” The ex-heiress pointed out. Her father gritted his teeth, frown deepening as he stepped forward in an attempt to exert his dominance.

Weiss only raised a brow in challenge.

“Anyway.” Jacques continued. Weiss would have smirked as he neither acknowledged nor denied her statement, but she felt it wasn’t the best time. “You are yet to turn twenty, and as you aren’t considered an adult yet-“

“But I’m nineteen, father.” Weiss stated, confused, her raised brow now raised in question. “I’m of legal age, to drink even.”

“Not in Japan you aren’t.” He replied with a smirk so evil, Weiss would have loved to slap it right off if her mind wasn’t thrown in a state of emergency, dreading whatever plans her father had. Even if she wanted to do as she pleased, she couldn’t completely go against him as she was at the moment. Their family name was too widespread and known in the business world, and she feared the consequences of running away from her father who currently had her safety- and practically her life- in the palm of his hand.

“What are you planning.” She narrowed her eyes at him, fearing for the worst, but expertly masking that fear.

“I’ll be sending you away, just as you’ve always wanted. I’ve prepared you an apartment close to a school of my choice to pursue the arts as you so strongly desired,” He spoke in a mocking tone. “And I’ll let you have your way there.” He ended with a smile that sent chills down Weiss’ spine. It sounded too good to be true, her dream being accepted like this. It was like a carrot on a stick being waved in front of her, only to always be out of reach.

“What’s the catch?”

“Catch? My, Weiss, my child, are you questioning your father’s benevolent heart?”

“What’s there to question?” Weiss shot back. “You don’t have one, now do you?”

She grinned at her little victory as she watched him gnashing his teeth, clearly seething in anger. Her smile dropped however as he gave her his own.

“I mentioned Japan’s legal age before.”

And Weiss already knew what he meant.

//-//-//-//-//

Life in Seishou had been the dream. Her first two years of high school were the peak of her life, she’d proudly say. She had wonderful friends and comrades who battled side-by-side, pushing one another to greater heights, and… she had someone she adored just a little more than friendship allowed. She had never admitted it, though. Then, a school back in Paris, the place where her mother had blossomed as an actress in the past, offered her a scholarship as an exchange student there.

And like she always did, Claudine excelled. So much so that multiple colleges offered her full rides to attend their institutions. Even highly prestigious universities. Her opportunities were broad, her future looking bright-

-And then news came. Her mother had fallen terminally ill.

She had to go back. She had to see her. She had to be by her side as long as possible.

She had to repay her for the love, for the dream she had given Claudine. She had to be the family her mother had been for her in the absence of a biological father she never knew, and the loss of her adoptive Japanese father at an early age. The lack of a male figure in their family was no cripple to Claudine, but she also missed the presence of the man she knew as her papa. She knew her maman missed him too.

So she had to do this for her mother.

She had to… in the event that… she’d lose her soon as well.

God forbid, Claudine prayed.

She had to return to Japan, study and… get a job, find some way to help her mother pay the increasingly expensive hospital bills, their little family’s saved money steadily disappearing.

She wondered if she should just drop school all together and apply for a troupe. Earn both money and experience.

She had enough rapport both in Japan and France. She could probably get enough opportunities, and she would succeed like she always had…

But…

There was something she wanted to see through, going into university.

When she left for Paris, she had gradually lost contact with all her friends, the culture slowly choking her time, eventually disconnecting them from her.

She’d receive and return the occasional message, but… things were different. She knew she’d drifted apart from everyone.

So, when she found out that they would all be attending the same Arts Institute, and when she had decided to return to Japan for her mother’s sake, she believed it wouldn’t all be that bad if she could apply for a scholarship to the same place, and possibly rebuild everything that was slowly crumbling away.

She wanted to be with everyone again.

And though she believed herself capable of attaining what she wanted on her own, she might require a little assistance from a miracle.

…

And a miracle- could she call this monstrosity of a situation that?- came in the form of a letter that had documents that signified she was the daughter of some ‘Jacques Schnee’ currently undergoing some sort of trial, and because of this, some of the accusations led to the revelation that he was neglecting a daughter, not sending support, and now as some form of bribery and compensation or whatever, he had paid the court to shut up about it if he took responsibility for her now.

Claudine scoffed in disbelief and utter disgust.

So this was her damned biological father? Some apparently bigtime tycoon who slept around and left a woman to fight for herself while carrying his- Claudine would suppose she was now an- illegitimate child.

This… was certainly news she’d never have expected in a million years.

She laughed mirthlessly at it all.

Well, at least her financial crisis had been averted. For better or for worse… she hoped it wasn’t the latter.

One upside was that she now had a clear ticket to that university she wanted to get into, it seemed. Her ‘father’ had taken the liberty of enrolling her there coincidentally. At least he could do something right, Claudine guessed.

“Well… I suppose it’s time to pack.” She sighed falling back onto her current apartment bed, staring at the ceiling.

It wasn’t so bad, maybe. Her newfound reality.

“Japan, I’m coming home to you.”

//-//-//-//-//

Diana glared at the letter in her hand angrily. There, in neat script, she saw the name of the man who had caused all her misfortune.

‘Jacques Schnee.’

“I want to hate you for as long as I live…” She gripped the paper so hard, creases were forming and the agent currently assigned to her worried she’d rip it into shreds. “What is this garbage? And why am I… Why can’t I… refuse… this ugly form salvation…” She choked on her sobs, a hand sympathetically rubbing her back.

“Let’s get you ready, Miss.”

Diana nodded in agreement.

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All her bags now in her hand after being dropped off by the cab driver, she stared in awe at the slightly modest, but clearly high-end house.

What the hell, did her dad just get her a house?!

Regardless of its size, couldn’t he have… like… gotten her an apartment or condo, at least?

How rich was this asshole father of hers? Was money the only good thing about him? Not that even that was necessarily a good thing.

With a groaning sigh, she unlatched the gate, walking up the little pathway. There were small flowerbeds already present around the yard, and decorations were tastefully placed.

It at least looked the part of cozy.

Once she got to the door, however, angry sounds coming from inside made her question that.

-Wait. This was her house, right?

Why would sounds be…

In a panic, she unlocked the front door with the key that came with the letter, bursting through it like a mad man, blue eyes flickering about the room, shocked to see two pairs of eyes, wide and intense, staring back at her with equal surprise.

“Who…”

“Oh, this is just great!!!” One with hair as white as snow exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air in clear exasperation. “Now we have another one!” She began marching around the room, palms rubbing her face aggressively and scratching through her hair. “That little fuck-“

“-Language.”

“Shut up! I don’t even know who you are, and why you were in my house when I arrived. And you say you aren’t a burglar or whatever, but what is up with your sword play? Even if you were using the curtain pole. Are you some kind of spy or assassin the corporation has sent to finally get rid of me?”

“First of all, this is my house, not yours. And you came at me with a rapier!” A silver-gold blonde replied in equal stress. “You could have killed me!”

“I would never!” The first girl gasped with faux emotion. “At most, you’d lose an ear.”

“Umm…” Diana remained awkwardly fidgeting at the door, her usual bravery and confidence lost in the moment of shock.

“What.”

“I- I am simply here because… apparently my father purchased this place for me.”

Two pairs of eyes blinked once. Twice.

Then realization overtook them.

“Did you just say… father?” The golden-haired one stepped closer to her, a lot less hostile, but still aggressive looking.

“I- Um… yes?”

“Father… you say.” The lady with a rapier in her hand now approached Diana too.

These women were frightening, dear Lord. Diana slowly backed up, but stopped as her foot hit the bags she’d dropped in her frantic moments earlier.

“Can you tell me the name of this… ‘father’ of yours?” Rapier lady asked Diana who was beginning to wonder if she should look for a weapon to defend herself with.

“S-sure. His n-name is…”

“…”

“Is?”

“Fuck.”

Diana was not one to curse, but it surprised her that she did.

But she couldn’t help it, now could she? After all, her mind had been wiped clean as a white slate. A mental block was not what she needed right now, but just about anything involving that man seemed to bring about her misfortune.

At least the hands by which she’d die her early death were from very beautiful women it seemed.

She liked women, at least?

“Excuse me, um… are you alright?” Miss Golden hair was now very safe-looking and welcoming, Diana subconsciously stepped closer towards her.

“What is up with you? I just asked a question.”

“Perhaps, if you placed the sword down, and looked less like you were trying to murder her and look like you were willing to hear her out…”

Diana expected another heated retaliation, so it was a pleasant surprise to see the other woman sheath her weapon, and place it gently on a plastic-covered couch, clearly brand new.

“There. Happy?” She asked, glaring at the woman now gently holding Diana’s hand- and when had that happened?!

With a nod, the girl turned to Diana and asked again. “What is your father’s name. If you could tell us.”

Huh. She was a lot kinder than Diana had initially taken her for.

“I apologize. I can’t… remember at the moment. I- He hasn’t been around… for me until this point. I just… learned his name a few days ago but…” She hung her head in defeat, apologizing all the while. “Sorry I’m of no assistance to you…”

“No, it’s alright. Isn’t it?” The question was clearly not directed at her as she could only hear a grunt from the other side of the room.

“Yeah, fine.”

“Would your father’s name happen to be Jacques?”

At this, Diana lifted her head, another shocker delivered to her, hearing the familiar name, the cogs in her head clicking into place.

“Yes! Yes, that’s it! Jack, or Jacques or whatever. Snee? Shuni? Schee? I don’t quite remember, but something along those lines.” Diana found herself enthusiastic towards the prospect that some of her questions might be answered.

It seemed the other two shared the same sentiment.

“It’s Schnee.” The white-haired lady corrected, eyes furrowing, anger building up once more. “And… THAT BASTARD OLD MAN!” Grabbing her rapier she swung it around, probably to vent her anger. “He set me up! And what’s more…” She whipped her head about to carefully look the other two people over.

“What is it?” Diana said in a voice quite small.

“Seems he had big secrets to hide.” She sighed. Turning to the initial enemy she had, now turned… stranger? She wasn’t sure they were allies at this point, she stated rather than asked. “I guess it’s the same for you?”

The woman beside Diana nodded, expression looking a lot stiffer than her gentle demeanor as she dealt with Diana earlier.

“I see. I can’t believe this situation.”

“What do you me-“

A voice beside Diana delivered her fourth? Fifth? Sixth?- she’d lost count- Shocker of the day.

“Sisters. It seems we’re… sisters.” Turning to Diana, she held out a hand for a shake. “I’m Claudine.”

“I’m Weiss.” Was the grumble from the couch the woman had flopped on top of.

“…O-oh!” Breaking her stare from the hand, she looked into rose-red eyes. “And I’m-“

And the world suddenly turned black.

‘Hello, My Name is…

[Diana Cavendish]

[Weiss Schnee]

[Saijou Claudine]

-And it seems as though…

I have two sisters?!

A/N: If you’re asking, yes. Yes, Diana fainted.

Here are some details for this AU btw:

I’ve decided to make Jacques a half-Jap, half german.

So all of them have a quarter of that blood.

Diana is half brit, quarter jap, quarter german

Weiss is ¾ german because of her mom, and ¼ jap.

Claudine is half French, ¼ german, ¼ jap.

Also, if you want to know their ages, and their order, I decided it this way, and let me just quote how I typed it out in the raw idea draft.

“Diana April 30 16yro in anime 2017+3yrs (2020) she's 19 too omg jahahahaha (wrote this coz I’m currently 19 and was amused)

Clau august 1, 2001 19 at present

Weiss Currently 19 (in volumes 5-6) may 15th lmao hahsha. Perfect!!

Wtf Diana was the oldest? Hooo boi. I did expect and want Kuro to be youngest tho, tbh.”

Why their ages are pretty much the same will be mentioned next chap.

And that’s how it went. Decided with Weiss being the legitimate child coz Jacques was the only canonically mentioned dad between the three girls as far as I know. Or I just didn’t search enough.

But come on. I wouldn’t pass at the chance to beat up the dude in a fic so… hihi.

Feedback is super appreciated!

Thank you for reading!

~Shintori Khazumi

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Omg your Iggy mpreg headcanon is so gooooddd! Will you consider to do another Iggy mpreg headcanon which takes place in the true ending?

Mpreg Ignis (Final Fantasy 15: True Ending Version)

AHAAHAHAHAH! I can’t believe that people really like the Mpreg Ignis Headcanon! Thank you so much!

Something you guys have probably noticed by now is that I’m not a huge fan of the true ending.

Not saying it’s bad, I just don’t like how:

•Noct dies

•Iggy is blind

•Ravus dies

I also don’t agree with the assumption that the alternative ending is a “happier ending” because Luna is still dead.

But I digress, I don’t think the ending is bad. it’s just not my favorite ending.

But I will do it. I will give the people what they want!

To make this one different than the Alternative ending this one will have;

•Ignis is Blind :(

•Noctis is dead (also Ravus)

•Ignis has his own restaurant because of course he should!!!

I guess this takes place two years after The light is restored. Idk you change that if ya want to.

Apologies if it’s similar to the Alternative version, I did try my best to make this one different!

Yes it’ll albaby’s are default Female but you can change it if you want to!

Alright alright, less talking, Let’s go!

(this does contain Mpreg =Male Pregnancy. Don’t like? Don’t read!)

•Look

•this man is a lot of things (hotter than satan is one of em.)

•but happy isn’t really one of them rn.

•Just broken up with his long time partner.

•things aren’t going well for him...

•than suddenly he’s getting sick!

• certain smells bother him, he’s throwing up every morning.

•it’s gotten to the point where he can’t really cook anymore at his restaurant. And he now has to supervise.

•not that it’s a huge issue since there are other amazing cooks there to help but Ignis does not like sitting on the sidelines.

•than a female co-worker, Shannon, asks Iggy what’s wrong, he tells her that he has a “strange illness”

•she asks what the symptoms are

•tiredness

•morning sickness

•Smell sensitivity

•Mood swings

•than she starts giggling.

•”Ignis, I’m a chef but I’m also a Mother of 3 kids.”

• “What are you imply, Pray tell?”

•”I think your Pregnant. You have the classic symptoms.”

•Ignis was dumbfounded. 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵?

•He made a Doctors appointment.

•After what feels like 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴, The Doctor comes back with the results.

•”Mr Scientia, The results are in. You are Pregnant! Congratulations!”

•Ignis was not one to be speechless but this...

•he wasn’t sure what to do!!

•he wasn’t sure if he was ready for Parenthood.

•He was Blind and he couldn’t never see what his child would look like.

•or, if it was the right time....

•so he turned to his friends, Prompto and Gladiolus, for help.

•Prompto had to ask if Iggy’s joking

•he wasn’t obviously

•Gladio asks if Ignis has tried to get the other parent involved.

•Ignis did tried to do that.

•it didn’t go well...

•the other parent outwardly admitted that they did not want to be in the baby’s life.

•Well Fuck

•Poor Ignis (someone hug him 🥺)

•Prompto and Gladiolus, being the best friends they are decided then and there, that there gonna help Ignis, no matter what decision he makes.

•Shannon, the coworker in question, steps up and offers Ignis tips on pregnancy, since she knows it can be stressful, especially with your first one.

•Ignis really appreciates it.

•she’s also leads when Ignis has a doctors appointment or is too sick to be there.

•8 Weeks: Ignis + Pregnant = Moody Ignis

•Little things bother him more than usual.

•Ignis almost Lashed out Prompto because he did something that annoyed him.

•Shannon assured Prompto that this is just a mood swing and that he didn’t mean it.

•at this point, Ignis and Shannon have started become close due to the fact that she’s basically has become his right hand man (or woman)

•Her helping more also has taken any stress Iggy has had about it off his chest.

•Ignis couldn’t be more greatful.

•12 weeks: a small bump has started to show. So adorable!

•And of course, ya know Prompto is gonna take SO.MANY.PICS of Ignis’s bump growing.

•he’s gonna scrapbook it (rip his sd card tho)

•lris already has started making baby clothes. Girl clothes.

•15 weeks: You thought he was a mom before? Oh you ain’t seen nothing yet!

•he acts real fatherly (or motherly) to the youngest employee at the restaurant.

•good thing to because the poor guy is always a nervous reck.

•he has talent but very little confidence. So Ignis assuring him, helps a lot.

•Shannon is now basically his iggy’s real hand man (or woman)

•she helps, even when Ignis’s there.

•not just in work, but in his pregnancy too (I swear. I did not mean to create a character)

•giving him tips, things to help him, with baby supplies to buy. She’s the real mvp.

•(let’s skip a little)

•20 Weeks: Ignis has already started to feel her move. It 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 his heart. (I’ll see myself out 🚪)

•All joking aside, he was genuinely touched (that wasn’t a pun. I swear!) by feeling her kick.

•At this point, Ignis had already found out it’s a girl. (Again, you can change it if ya want to.)

•much to lris’s delight.

• THATS IT! HE’S MAKING A BUN IN THE OVEN! (>:)

•lord take the wheel....

• he tries to control himself, when it comes to his strange cravings (like pickles with peanut butter?? Wtf???)

•but he gives in when no one’s looking.

•𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘰

•”I Noticed Ignis.”

•”I don’t know why you are referring to.”

•25-28 weeks: he’s already getting bigger (don’t say that to his face tho.)

•if you think his work is being put on hold while being very pregnant, you clearly have never met Ignis.

•of course, he is being a little more easy on himself. Not walking around as much and Shannon makes a lot more decisions (with iggy’s trust)

•but he is a workaholic, so he’s working til he takes maternity leave.

•(I’m really trying to add Gladio to the story but lol)

•Prompto is already getting a new sd card cause he’s taking SO.MANY.PREGNANCY. PICS.

• “Prompto, if you don’t take any unnecessary pictures, you wouldn’t have to buy another sd car-

•”I AM NOT DELETING ANY OF THIS PICS MR MOM!”

•32 Weeks (I’m trying not to make this boring lol): He’s still working!!

•Ain't nothin' gonna break-a my stride, Nobody gonna slow me down!

•Shannon starts to get a bit worried.

•”Sir. I believe that you should take a break. Please”

•Ignis looked at his right hand and smile. “I should. Thank you Shannon.”

•36 weeks: He feels 𝘵 𝘪 𝘳 𝘦 𝘥

•his poor swollen feet :(

•thankfully, lris is secretly planning a baby shower.

•Everyone is coming.

•Shannon distracting him until she’s called to bring him over.

•when Ignis sees this, he’s tears up.

•"𝘪𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘕𝘰𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦."

• he gets so many adorable gifts.

•Prompto gets him a Chocobo Plush (classic)

•Gladio gets him a toy dagger. This son of a Bit-

•”Hey, you are never too early to start training!”

•Shannon got him a baby mobile.

•lris gotten him more baby clothes. Yay....(Am I the only one who can’t stand getting clothes as a gift?)

• lris had made an adorable cake. In his mind, Iggy admitted that she was as good as he was.

•this mf still working around the restaurant from his office.

•”Igg-Sir. Can we talk?”

•”Yes Shannon. And you can call me Ignis, were mutuals.”

•”Ignis. Promise me that when you enter in the third trimester, that you’ll take maternity leave. You’ll need to prepare for your baby.”

•Ignis was taken a back a bit. Yes, her concerns were valid but he didn’t wanna put everything on Shannon.

•”Ignis, I know that you don’t wanna put everything on me but...but you need to Focus on your daughter. You need to prepare.”

•”I-“

•”I’ll handle it. I know what I’m doing.” She smiled.

•Ignis chuckled back. “Really?” Getting up from his chair.

•”Well.” She left while looking back. “I have learned from the best.”

•Ignis laughed. He did taught her well. “Alright. I will. Thank you Shannon.”

•”don’t thank me si- Ignis. I’m just doing my job.”

•honestly Shannon has been a great support system for Ignis. Not just because she knows a thing or two or three about pregnancy, but she really has stepped up.

•Ignis considers her a great friend.

37 weeks: 9 months. He now has to get ready.

•it’s his last day at the restaurant. For awhile anyways.

•it’s actually really emotional. The employees are sad that they won’t see him for awhile but are happy that he’s taking time to be ready on fatherhood (**cough cough Motherhood cough cough**)

•To Ignis, There like a family, a family he gained when he lost so much.

•his eyesight

• and Noct

•After they’ve closed, they celebrate.

•Ignis and Shannon smiling at everyone.

•”I’m proud of you Sir.”

•Ignis smiled back. “Really?”

•”Yeah. Your the bravest person I’ve met.”

•”How, Pray tell?”

•”You may be blind but you certainly don’t act like it. You 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 let it stop you. I’m- I’m really proud of you.” She choked up.

•Ignis looked at her with his Emerald eyes and she looked back.

•”And I’m proud of you to, Shannon.”

•(let’s cut to the chase. Oooo. Foreshadowing.)•

•38 weeks: Ignis wonders how much his blindness will affect his daughter.

•he wasn’t lying when he said that his senses have grown. He basically doesn’t need any help.

•not that he wouldn’t have either way, but he doesn’t wanna be a burden on anyone. Including his daughter.

•Sometime during the day, Iggy starts feeling pain down his back.

•it wasn’t too bad, so he went on with his day.

•but the pain got worse.

•so bad that he started doing his deep breath’s.

•(y’all what it is!!)

•(weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee woooooooooooooooo 🚑)

•(that will never get old xD)

•The midwife tells him to get to the hospital, NOW!

•This is it.

•he has to be cut open....

• She was here.

•Ignis holding his daughter for the first time. Well, he broke down.

•he couldn’t see her but he was there to her hold her. He is there for her.

•”Hi Darling. I’m your Father.”

•she suddenly stopped crying and stared at his bad eye.

•After a week, hes able to take her home.

•And oh, If you thought Prompto took too many photos of Ignis’s pregnancy belly....oh boy.

•he immediately starts taking many, MANY MANY, Photos of her.

•she actually looked confused.

• Gladio joking said “so, when are we going to train her?”

•Ignis later made his food cold, on purpose later that night.

•Shannon got to hold her and fell in love with her immediately.

•”feels like holding my son for the first, all over again.” She said teared up.

•Over the years, She has grown to being a shy and a adorable little girl.

•She’s so helpful during work and is popular with the staff. They treat her like they’re siblings.

•She always tries to help Ignis’s blindness. Guiding him around.

•”Watch where your going Daddy.”

•Even tho, he can get around just fine. It warms his heart that she tries to help him.

•Of course, Ignis wishes that Noct could have Met her. Even once.

•but somehow, he believes that Noct is watching her in heaven.

•Noctis is so proud of his friend.

Wow! So long! Well I hoped ya like it. I hope the true ending version is just as good as the alternative version.

I thought it would be cute that he would have a restaurant. ^~^ Gladio got the right idea 💡

Also I did not mean to create a new character, Shannon, but eh why not? I grew attached to her over the story (she sounds like a like Karen but she’s a good Karen. I promise.) and who knows? She might show up in other Headcanons 😉

Also whether you ship her with Ignis, is up to you. Hehehe. I don’t blame you tho.

Anyways, I hoped who requested this, liked it 💙💜

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