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consistantly-changing · 12 hours ago
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[Image descriptions in order: a tumblr reblog chain which says:
082: does anyone else want yaoi cocaine
catfanblog: I know that op is probably joking, however I don't understand what's funny...fetishizing mlm relationships isn't funny it is a serious problem. I think you all need to read posts before you reblog them, I'm truly hoping most people reblogging didn't see the "yaoi" part or something. Jfc I thought we were past this
neotrances: kinda homophobic to be agaisnt yaoi cocaine
catfanblog: You have blood on your hands]
[An anonymous tumblr ask which says: hey people are harassing the guy who commented on the yaoi cocaine post could u like get them to stop or something? he seems genuinely upset abt it
neotrances replies: ?? i'm not making anyone do anything and five other people responded to him / were sending him messages before i said anything in the post sorry that's happening but like. i literally did not say anything other than yaoi cocaine
catfanblog reblogs with an image of an anime boy crying in the rain.]
[A tumblr post by vergak which says: Anyways who else wants some yaoi ibuprofen?
catfanblog reblogs saying: Stop tormenting me. Please. I am asking nicely]
[A tumblr reblog chain which says
vampirate: ok so aside from this person does anyone else want yaoi cocaine
catfanblog: You aren't funny, kid.
atrisrising: but is the yaoi cocaine free?
catfanblog: Be honest. Would you be sad if I died. Would you feel guilty]
[An anonymous tumblr ask which says: very insensitive of you to say that my boyfriend is on a yaoi morphine drip at the yaoi hosptial because of a yaoi cocaine overdose :/
vergak replies with a fanart of Sonic the hedgehog unconscious in a hospital bed with Knuckles standing beside him and crying.
catfanblog reblogs saying in all capitals: enough about the yaoi drugs enough about the yaoi drugs]
[A tumblr post which says: All of you want me dead
catfanblog reblogs saying: All I do is reblog saying my opinion and everyone had to attack me. Just leave mlm alone
#vent tw]
[Tags which say #tw truama #traumacore #depressed #actually insane #pain #suffering #anger #hatred #sadness #yaoi cocaine]
[A screenshot of a post on catfanblog's blog, which shows seven images of crying anime boys.]
[A tumblr post by getouuu, showing a drawing of two anime boys making out (who might be L and Light from Death Note), with the caption "Yaoi moment." Below the image they say: catfanblog this could be us if we took some Yaoi cocaine and relaxed <3
catfanblog reblogs saying: i'm actually feeling something between us... should we explore this? let me know]
[A screenshot of DMs between vergak and catfanblog, which say:
vergak: Legitimately brilliant satire. Id love to share a yaoi blunt with you.
catfanblog: i want you]
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Yaoi cocaine saga
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creamecafe · 1 day ago
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I haven’t seen many fics about player 333 yet (Myunggi) 😔 Could you do maybe an enemies to lover type story with him!!!
Wicked Game | Myung-Gi Pt. 1
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𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: You're stuck in the squid games fighting for your life. It also doesn't help that you are stuck with a wanna be rich scammer fraud.
𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Myung-Gi x GN!Reader (No pronouns used)
𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: enemies to lovers, hurt
𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝:
𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎: Thank you so much for requesting. I hope you enjoy this! Also the reader is an ex of Myung-Gi before the games. Please understand I don't HATE Kim Jun-hee, I just thought it would fit more for enemies to lovers. I also believe I may put this into two parts as the 3rd season is yet to come
If you would like to be tagged for the next part, let me know in the comments down below and I'll add you to the list!!
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Joining the squid games could possibly be the last thing any person with common sense and a reason to live would consider doing. Unless they either had none.
That's what it looked like for you. The games you had to do to win 45.6 billion won had you either questioning if it's still worth it to still keep going or just to end it all on this island.
Out of all the people in these games, there's one face that you despised seeing and wondered how he's still alive after what he did, Myung-Gi.
He's your ex boyfriend. Being with him was great at first, but once he was invested in the crypto coin thing business, it felt like you're being cheated on. It also didn't help that he had an affair behind your back with a girl named Kim Jun-hee who turned up pregnant.
You didn't hate Kim Jun-hee, as you felt bad for her that your ex abandoned her and their baby, but the whole thing hurted you.
There's nothing more you wanted to get out of here with enough money to move to another place and start off fresh.
When you first woke up in the dormitory with all the other players, you wondered where this possibly could go. You looked around to see so many unfamiliar faces.
Then a man in a pinkish red suit all the way across the room wuth a black covered mas with a white triangle comes out from double doors and starts explaining why majority are here. Because of their debts.
They showed different videos of people playing Ddakji and getting slapped in the face. There was one face you recognized, your ex. It wouldn't be surprising that he was in debt for trying to chase after the crypt coin thing.
It looks like you're not the only one who hated him, many people who fell for the crypto coin were also mad at him. A purple-haired guy stood out from the rest, as he was a rapper you heard from others who were apparently fans. You had no interest in him or your ex but were wondering what the whole ordeal of winning money is.
You had to sign a waiver for the games, and you were soon directed to take pictures. It was rough enough. Then you would have to climb stairs that seemed like you were going to Mount Everest. You saw your ex from the right side across. You also didn't want to risk being seen.
Finally, you reached the first game after what seemed like an eternity. There was a huge robot doll and the whole layout was supposed to imitate a school playground with its blue sky and sand ground.
"Hey there pretty" You turn around and see the purple haired guy who was talking to your ex
"Who are you?" You exclaimed looking him up and down not in the mood to be hit on.
"I'm Choi Seung-hyun, Thanos for my music. You might of heard my raps before?"
"If I did, I probably would want to be deaf right now. Including not hearing this conversation."
He pretended to be hurt and put a hand over his heart.
"Ouch girl. Cold aren't you?"
You rolled your eyes. He sees another girl walks by and also tries talking to her. Poor girl, you thought.
"Y/N?" You hear your name being called and look around.
"Y/N!" A hand fell on your shoulder and you flinched turning around.
It was Myung-Gi. Your panic turned into annoyance as you rolled your eyes again.
"What are you doing here?" He asks
"Should be asking you that too, but I think it's obvious."
"Can we please talk?"
"What's there to talk about Myung-Gi? You chose a cyrpt coin over me and cheated on me, and got another girl pregant"
"And I regret it very much. Please come back."
"Share those regrets with the others in here too, including the mother of your child."
He tried to reply back but you walked away from him, ignoring him.
Speakers came on, explaining the rules of the game.
A screaming man came into the front and said it's not what we think the game is. He exclaims that if you move, you'll die.
People around you scoffed and found the man crazy. It seemed like to you he was crazy too, but what if he was right?
He was still screaming telling people not to move a muscle when the game starts.
The robot started turning around and putting her hand up to the tree to not look at the other player.
It started singing.
"Everyone freeze!" The man in front says.
Nobody moved a muscle. Your eyes looked around and saw no one moving. What if the guys telling the truth?
The doll looked away and you started moving forward quickly along with everyone else.
"Everyone freeze!" Yelled again the older man.
There was a scream coming from a girl who moved. She laughed exclaiming she just moved. A bullet came through her head and she dropped dead.
The guy really wasn't lying then. One wrong move, you're dead. More people started moving and more gunshots were coming.
Bodies were dropping. People are screaming. This was a bad idea to be here. You were also pretty sure you were going to die with your ex boyfriend. That another cherry on top to add.
"If you don't make it to the finishing line on time, you'll also die." The man yells but has his mouth covered like he was going to take a sneeze.
It felt impossible to win this game. You were so sure you were going to win money but now the only thing you could be winning is death. You wanted to see if Myung-Gi was still alive.
But you couldn't risk being shot. Everyone sooned formed into a single file line. The man explained that the doll can't see what's behind a person if there's a bigger person in front.
More gunshots came. More bodies dropping. You couldn't stop now though. You're close to the finish line, you can feel it.
You soon reached the finish line relieved that you made it alive. You looked around for Myung-Gi to see if he's alive.
Why do you care so much about him? You thought to yourself.
It's just basic human sympathy you thought. Hating him is one thing, but him dying is another.
The game ended and you witnessed the man who warned about the game, you see his number was 456 and another, a woman helping a man who got shot in the leg reach the finish line get shot in the head.
This isn't just a game. This life or death. Everyone including you who passed were allowed to go back to the dorms.
Zoned out walking, seeing bodies and blood, you hear your name being called.
"Y/N!"
Turning around to see who called your name, you see Myung-Gi run up to you.
"Hey, are you okay?"
A light smile came from your face.
"Yes I'm alright and you?"
"Alive thank God." He chuckled.
You chuckled lightly but didn't know what to say after. Usually, you would have something smart to say to him but after what happened, you wanted nothing more to be out of here.
There were yelling and shouts to how the man knew they would shoot if you lost the game. They were accusing the man of being behind the game.
A pink guard then came out and congratulated us for completing the first game. It then if a majority voted to O, you could leave the game.
Everyone chose their own sides O and X. You chose X, even though you desperately wanted the money to be able to move to another city. You see Jun-Hee, his other ex, chose X too. Myung-Gi chose O, which you weren't surprised.
Unfortunately there were more O's than X's which meant you had to stay. You were heartbroken but also upset and turned to Myung-Gi. Now you wish he died in the first game.
You went up to him and turned him around aggressively and slapped him across the face. People looked at you guys, but you didn't care.
"You're really that selfish, you had to choose O?"
"Y/N-"
"The mother of your child is in this game and you choose O. I should have known from the start dating you was a bad idea. If these games don't kill you, I will."
You stormed off away from him and went to your bed. Myung-Gi probably thought you were bluffing about you killing him.
Something deep down you wanted to keep that word true.
It looks like you'll have to wait and see the next day.
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𝙽𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 | 𝙼𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚂𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚍 𝙶𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝙹𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝!
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woso-dreamzzz · 11 hours ago
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Nagging: Christmas
Barcelona Femení x Teen!Reader
Summary: Christmas with Mignon
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"It's...a can," Alexia says blankly, turning over the present in her hand," Is this...Is this a French thing that I don't understand?"
"Don't look at me!" Vicky says quickly when her captain's eyes turn to her," I'm, very clearly, not French!"
"But you are y/n's friend," Alexia replies," Has she told you anything about this?"
Vicky shrugs as she hands the last wrapped can to Kika to open. "Just to hand them out to everyone, let you open the wrapping paper but not the actual cans."
They're not branded or anything, Alexia notes as she turns it around in her hands. There's no labels to give away what's inside and even shaking it doesn't help.
"Maybe..." Keira says as she rattles the can while holding it up to her ear," Maybe...it's beans?"
Aitana lets out a little titter of a laugh. "Not everyone is English, Keira. Not everyone likes beans."
"Yeah," Patri joins in," Besides, she's French! Aren't they known for their good food?"
Keira wrinkles her nose in disgust. "Yeah, their snails and their frogs legs. Hardly the most appetising. At least beans are versatile."
"It won't be beans," Frido says simply," And it won't be food. It'll be something else."
"Any idea what?"
Frido shrugs. "No food, is all I've got."
"Well can she hurry up?" Mapi says," Because it's cruel that she's making us wait."
Alexia rolls her eyes. "She's getting treatment right now. She can't exactly hurry that up."
Mapi groans, practically throwing herself back into her seat as she fiddles with the can in her hands. "She totally did this on purpose," She complains to no one in particular," I just know she did. She's trying to kill me."
"You just need to be patient."
"But I hate being patient! Patience is a scam!"
Alexia sighs. "Ingrid-"
"Nope. Not my problem when she's with the team. It's a shared responsibility."
Maybe you did choose to schedule your treatment just to screw with Mapi a bit but it was one of your greatest joys in life and Christmas was all about giving. You're sure Mapi enjoyed giving you her time as she was forced to wait around for you to appear to finally open the can you'd presented her.
You'd made sure to really stress how important this was to you, for nobody to open their cans before you'd arrived.
You'd insisted it was a present that the team would have to enjoy together.
Or else.
You'd left the 'or else' bit purposely vague just to keep everyone on their toes and, now, as you open the door to the locker room, you're happy to see that everyone had done as you told them.
"Finally!" Mapi complains, leaping to her feet from where she'd been laying on the bench with Ingrid's fingers gently carding through her hair. "You took ages!"
You grin. It's more of a smirk actually and you can hear Vicky snicker behind you as you shrug. "Just trying to keep on top of my health," You tell Mapi," My hamstring was feeling kind of tight. I wanted to get it massaged out. Who knows what would have happened if I hadn't? I might have torn it on the pitch."
Mapi pokes you right in the middle of the forehead. "And you couldn't have done that hours ago when you and Jana were fighting on the Playstation?"
"It's almost like, Mapi, that you want me to delay the can opening until later."
"Ingrid! Tell her to stop teasing me!"
Ingrid relaxes back in her cubby, completely at ease with herself as she scrolls through her phone to find the perfect Christmas gift for her nephew. "I'm not in charge of her."
"Keira-"
"Just because Lucy left doesn't mean-"
"Alexia!"
"One day," Alexia says to no one in particular," One normal day is all that I ask for."
You flash Mapi a grin.
She sighs. "Can we please open our presents now?"
"Why Mapi," You say with that smug smirk of yours," All you needed to do was ask!"
Mapi makes some annoyed noises at you, acutely aware that any kind of insult flung at you would end up in a lecture for her. She knew that you knew that too so settled on just making noise as you as you lingered in the doorway.
Honestly, staying in the doorway should have been their first clue that this present opening wouldn't be quite as normal as usual. Their second clue should have been the way that you were holding your phone, clearly set up to record their actions.
The third and final clue should have been the mischievous grin that you and Vicky exchanged as she tilted the can away from herself and towards the person standing next to her.
"Okay?" You say," Ready? Open!"
It's carnage immediately as the fake snakes spring from all of the can and the glitter you had paid more for went everywhere.
You high five Vicky before immediately sprinting out of there when Pina lunges at you.
You know she's running after you when the pounding of her feet reaches your ears and you know everyone else is following when the sound of the feet get louder and louder.
"Get back here!" Pina yells and you take a sharp corner through the corridors to the break room.
You come to a skidding stop in front of the tree, whipping around just in time to dodge the flailing hands of Kika as she tries to catch.
"Now," You says, laughing awkwardly as you scramble up onto the countertops," Would it make you happier to know that I've got you all non-joke, stuff-you'll-actually-like presents? Because I have!"
You gesture to the tree and, thankfully, most of the anger seems to melt from the others as they go about distributing them - though Mapi narrows her eyes and glares at you as she passes.
"It's very nice that you bought us proper presents," Alexia says, giving you a sideways hug," But you're going to get that locker room all cleaned up before everyone heads home."
You groan.
"No complaints," She cuts in with a laugh," That's the price you pay for playing pranks during Christmas."
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the-tarot-witch22 · 16 hours ago
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What's coming for you in 2025? - Pick a Pile
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Note : This is a general reading or collective reading. It may or may not resonate with you. Please take what resonates and leave what doesn't. And it's totally okay if our energies aren't aligned!
How to pick : Take a deep breath and choose a pile which you feel most connected to! You can choose more than one pile, it just means both pile have messages for you!
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Pile 1:
(The cards I got for you - The emperor, The hanged man, 6 of pentacles, 5 of pentacles, and 6 of cups)
Okay so the very first thing I feel and heard for you guy is "Organization and structure", if you have been messy like emotionally or just not cleaning your room and just being lazy, I see you getting better and do things in a better way, I am also feeling you will be taking charge in your personal and professional life, if you are in school then i am seeing you being group leader or having better grades, and if you work then i see leading your team, or even correcting your manager like damn this person doesn't hold back, I am feeling some of you may even start your own business like plenty of you wanting to do that, or had doubts, so i am seeing this year could be very fruitful to you in so many ways, I am feeling many of you are just polite in this group, even though you guys might be snarky, BUT, this year i am seeing changing that, i am feeling you will communicated yourself a lot better, if you guys had some financial issues that will be resolving too, I am also feeling you might learn from a male figure in your life, make them your role model, and learn a lot from them. Or I am also feeling in your life you guys have someone dominating your household, like a man, sometimes you do get in fights but it's not bad, this is only for some of you. I am also seeing you being not lazy as you were before, going out of comfort zone, doing things, which you have to do, i keep hearing panda for you guys, some of you could definitely be resonating with that lol. I am also feeling this year you would be helping out a lot of people, and looking back on things you did wrong and will do better this year, also do help people when you can, like feeding animals or people who are in need, it will count as a good karma, some of you could have been injured in past? definitely felt that, but don't worry this year, i am also feeling good health for you, I am also feeling some of you could reunite with people from past, but only let them in if you feel like it, for some of you its a friend, and for some its an ex, just be careful <3 I am also feeling you will get lots of nostalgic feeling and if you have moved out, i am seeing you meeting your parents this year, like getting a feeling some of you might be in abroad, so you might meet or talk with your parents and friends a lot. Earth signs are very prominent here especially virgo and taurus sun/moon/rising, and scorpio sun/ moon / rising.
Oracle cards I pulled for you :
a new start is coming (new moon) : A new beginning a new start is on its way for you, you will be more hopeful, let go of the past, things you manifest will be fruitful, things will move, you will feel more alive if you felt stuck, and YES! whatever your question could be your doubts because trust me its a yes.
be assertive - Be confident in your decisions and yourself, i am hearing "life is too short" living by other people's rules, so make your own and just do what you gotta do.
Okay pile 1, that's all i got for you guys, happy new year my pookies, may all your wishes come true cheers <3
Pile 2 :
(The cards I got for you - 8 of wands, 2 of pentacles, 5 of pentacles, 6 of swords and the lovers)
Okay so the very first thing I heard and feel is that you will or might be taking a trip, I am feeling things will move fast for you, I am also seeing you guys getting the job you want, the internship, the college you want to go into, everything working out for you, the hard struggles that you have faced in your life are just vanishing but i am also seeing a small trip or just up and down from the college/school/work to your kind of travel, I am feeling you might meet someone this year could be at work or at school if not then, some sort of daily doing activity, but anyhow i am feeling there is so much in life that will be working out for you guys. Some of you would be developing new hobbies for yourself like going to gym or yoga or art classes. You might do find to juggle with them a bit difficult like there will be so many things and you would be like we want to try it, try that etc. But all in a good way. I am also feeling that there might be a sort of loss you faced in your life in 2024 or 2023, i am seeing you will be moving away from it, and healing that part of yours, I am also feeling when you do and that's when you will meet someone in your life, and if you don't meet someone then your energy will definitely be calling your partner's energy. But for many of you I am sensing there is a beautiful reunion ahead. Plus there will be decision coming ahead, so go with your gut and choose what you have to. Self love is also a care here, where you focus on yourself. Gemini , cancer, capricorn sun/ moon/ rising are quite prominent here.
Oracles Cards I pulled for you -
Luck is on your side (new moon in Sagittarius) - Write down your wishes your gratitude in the journal, don't be judgy if sometimes you are, a thing that will help you in every way, which you wanted so much it will come to you, there might also be a trip coming.
No need to worry : Things will get better for you so leave the rest to universe and be present in the moment, I am sensing some of you are over worrier so do take it easy, because universe got your back.
Ask for help from others - If you bottle things up, then try to ask for help from others don't hesitate, and your loved ones love you, they love to listen to you talk don't get lost in your heads all the time, you got this.
Okay pile 2, that's all i got for you guys, happy new year my pookies, may all your wishes come true cheers <3
Pile 3 :
(The cards I got for you guys - 3 of wands, queen of wands, king of cups, the fool)
Okay so the very first thing i hear and feel for you guys is, manifest your dreams, just do it, don't doubt if it will be fruitful or not just do it, I am also feeling this new year will bring you a new sort of adventure, something you have never felt before, WHY AM I FEELING THE ADERALINE RUSH, SO I AM SENSING IT WILL BE SOMETHING UNIQUE AND AMAZING AND A DREAM COME TRUE! I am also feeling that some of you guys have fire sign prominent sun/moon/rising especially Sagittarius, I am feeling you guys will be going on a trip this year, which is abroad, you might also go to study in new country, it will be so sudden you will feel it's a no, but when you do it will be like, you made it, 2025 is a year of prosperity for you, and i am seeing lots of blue color, and blue skies, and I am seeing hope for you guys, new starts, adventures, I am also feeling you might adopt a dog or a animal this year, I am also feeling you will enter your divine feminine era this year, and being more confident in your body, I am also feeling the person you will attract will be head over heels for you, awwww, and I am seeing you stepping or taking risks, you might be a bit reckless but honestly seeing this will work out for you~
Oracles card I got for you -
conclusion are within reach (full moon eclipse) - Forgive yourself and others what they have hurt you, it will help you heal, the door once shut, dont go back to it, just know helping others will also be fruitful to you guys.
step out of your comfort zone (north node) - go out just do what you always want to do, say fuck it and do it don't doubt your blessing, you got this, leave the past in past, let go of people or things that doesn't serve you, just know whatever you choose you will be moving in right direction.
success! - I am seeing your professional life getting better and better and whatever door was not opened it will open now, and I am seeing you getting lots of opportunities.
romance - I am definitely seeing you meeting someone this year, if you alrwady have someone your relationship might move to next level.
compromise - The only thing I will say is just get out of your comfort zone.
Okay pile 3, that's all i got for you guys, happy new year my pookies, may all your wishes come true cheers <3
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Thank you for stopping by! Take care and remember you are loved <3
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brokeaesthetic · 2 days ago
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Please yall Please 🙏🏾 retire the freaky fics for a day and put some serious thought towards a mini series. I can't take the freaky onshots anymoreeee Please feed me some real food. I can't take it anymore. Like I love what yall are doing, but when I go for my daily dose of fan fics i want a lil more yk( Not saying people aren't writing sfw and fluff they are, i just see that there's a lot more smut, Not saying I avoid smut or hate it but sometimes I just want more substance, Ive been feeling like fan fiction has been oversaturated with smut the past couple years but didn't want to say anything). I am so thankful for the 2 sevika series I'm reading rn. Forgot the titles, but one is about a zombie apocalypse, and the other is kind of a slow burn, but one of the readers' legs is kind of messed up. " Why don't you write some yourself?" If you scroll down, you'll see. I've said this before, but heres the updated reason.. I write like shit, I would probably drop it after like 3 chapters, and I learned the hard way that I'm more for reader than a writer. I'm sure if I locked in, I could really do something, but I'm in Uni😔 so im locking in on these classes. I'm just begging you all to hear me out real quick
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Here are 2 ideas
• Vi isn't just looking for powder after she gets out of prison but reader/oc ( Either they were dating before she got arrested or They had a complicated relationship maybe with feelings they couldn't explain, but they were close, you know something along those lines.) There's so much you can do with that and make it a series and even continue it into the second season. ( The relationship is rocky at first because they're both super traumatized, but they still love each other to a certain extent, so they kinda make it work. Then because they're traumatized. They keep making mistakes, yk the typical stuff keeps working, then not working. But Caitlyn isn't completely discarded, they also have a complicated relationship it doesn't have to be romantic, but it's a little interesting. But reader isn't a big fan of their relationship at all because Caitlyn is an inforcer ( Let's say reader also lost her parents to enforcers.) So she's having a really hard time with Caitlyn and vi's relationship. But it's not giving she's playing both of them, or she's dating both of them. Basically, everything is so complicated. But you can tell the reader and vi are gonna end up together at the end.
• This one kind of takes from the story of my oc x sevika story ( but I don't really give a shit I'm not writing about it anytime soon) Basically before all that bs happened with sevika losing her arm she had a fwb/fling/situationship going on, and it was kind of getting a little serious between them. But all the stress of the enforcers coming down ( We all watched the same show there's no need to explain) While all that is happening, they begin to slowly distance themselves from each other because of stress or whatever but then sevika loses her arm, and reader is all like "omg bae your arm why didn't you let me know, You could have died and I would have never known." And sevika is all like " Why should I have told you? I don't need your pity or anything. I would have let you know if I felt like you needed to know." And reader is all like "wtf is with this attitude, You know, you should have told me. I would have been there for you. What's going on right now?" ( By the way, reader isn't just some push over, she's a little sassy ( I love sassy reader so much) So she usually doesn't let savika talk to her any type of way) the story's basically building up trust with any other exploring a relationship and going through the events of season one together, and maybe even season 2.
That's all the ideas I have for right now.But you can't tell me that wasn't fire. If you thought it was fire and you wanna see what you could do with it, Tag me or talk about it with me, I would love to expand on everything.
Just feed me something other than smut fics(ngl ive been eating them but im just tired of it and want something new💀), and please, if you could be let it be a series IM BEGGING 😔😢😢
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metamatar · 12 hours ago
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how to be in a relationship when you are suicidally depressed but do not want to be manipulative (opinionated, by former suicidal but still depressed idiot). this is no guarantee that you aren't accused of it ofc, but this like. a good faith try at not being it.
wrote this because i feel like. everyone wants you to know that if you're suicidal you don't have like. the right? to be in a relationship which is unfair. and fuck that. but, i feel like there's way to manage? cope? with suicidality that are better than others.
do not use criticism directed at you as an opportunity to inform someone you're suicidal. it should def never be a part of an argument about something else, even if that's how you feel. exit the argument with a "sorry i cant deal with this right now, be back in x hours" if you're feeling suicidal because of an argument then please do coping mechanisms unrelated to your partner. making someone feel like they can't criticise you or you'll kill yourself is like the no. 1 thing you shouldn't do. it makes all relationships pretty false if someone can't be intimate/honest with you and the threat of suicide is so high stakes it stuffs all criticism. you can explain why 48 hours later. i cannot emphasise the value of your cool down even tbh for your suicidal feelings. i will kill myself after 48 hours is an underrated coping mechanism.
if you notice a specific criticism triggering you more than twice, let your partner know its a real trigger. they should ideally notice that you exited from a conversation multiple times for a specific reason. then you should have a conversation about whether that criticism is a deal breaker for you guys and if and how you want to work on it.
ideally, when you do tell your partner about being suicidal. it should be when you're not otherwise having a conflict and be clear about how close you are to making plans and maybe commit to checking in every few hours. the emmengard scale is very useful is communicating what kind of suicidal you are. if you do intend on a killing yourself, making someone feel complicit in it only makes sense if you want to actually blame them for it? like idk think about if you want them to really feel responsible.
be clear about the fact that you don't expect them to fix you and make it clear to them that they can't fix you. mental health is too complicated for that. can your relationship be a positive factor? yes, hugely so imo. can you involve them in setting up better routines and offering affirmations? def. its very valuable. but locating someone as the sole locus of responsibility is something most people really can't cope with, and tbh if that's what you're looking for, you should be upfront. maybe there's someone who wants that, but most people really cannot do it. you can't save me, but I would like your help in my attempt to save myself is imo. a decent attitude?
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pankowcrumbs · 1 day ago
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Complicated ( Lando Norris X reader and Charles Leclerc X reader)
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Work count: just over 7K
Plot: 
You are Lando's girlfriend but he has cheated on you. When you find out you find yourself at Charles's house and one thing leads to another and you guys end up having sex and then you're all confused because Lando tells you what really happened and you feel horrible for sleeping with Charles. Lando finds out you slept with Charles and you both decide not to stay together and move out but you get pregnant.
PS your name is Maeve i just felt it was easier to have an original character that you can put yourself in the shoes off - let me know any feedback!
It was 1 Am and I was still sat on the couch watching TV and scrolling through Tik tok, Lando was out with the  F1 boys Clubbing, It was a boy's night they did this every now and then which I loved, they were such a lovely and supportive group of men and I was glad he got along with them all. 
"hmm I guess we should go to bed huh Frankie," I said to our 2-year-old Dachshund and led him to the bedroom he settled into his little bed beside ours and I hopped under the fresh sheets and placed my phone on the nightstand and turned the light off rolling over to fall asleep. 
After what felt like about 30 minutes I was still awake just thinking about things I needed to do, I struggled to sleep without Lando which meant whenever he went away if I wasn't able to come I would constantly have trouble sleeping. 
I tossed and turned a few times before I decided to just go back on my phone until I felt sleepy. 
I was scrolling for a bit when I saw it. I had to sit up and rewatch it a few times and I kept zooming in.  It was a tikTok with the caption 'Lando Norris Spotted in a club in Nice Kissing a mystery woman who is not his Girlfriend Maeve Piastri fellow Mclaren Driver Oscar piastri's Twin sister. We will be interested to see if they have recently broken things off as they were spotted together just last week walking their dog Frankie in the streets of Monaco, Updates to follow.
"What the fuck" is all I say in disbelief 
I let the video replay and reply in my lap and I try and convince myself that isn't Lando but I know it is I'm not blind. 
I immediately call Oscar since he was there and I wait impatiently as it rings and rings. No answer shit. 
I text him 
Maeve: WTF Oscar where are you all? Did you see it happen? I'm freaking the fuck out here please call me. 
I need to speak with you, please
please call me as soon as you can 
I'm gonna throw up Im so fucking mad 
I wasn't getting a reply but I need to find out more so my next bet is Charles, he was the one I was closest with besides my brother and Lando, he's always been so kind and welcoming. 
I dial his number and wait for him to pick up 
"Mae, Mon Amour, what's wrong it's so late why aren't you asleep?" he asks 
I just burst into tears 
"oh my god Mae what's wrong love" he sounds very concerned 
"L-L-Lando cheated on me" I finally get out 
"WHAT," he says angrily "When?" 
"tonight....I saw a video" 
"send me the video," he says so I do I forward it to him for him to watch, I wait on the line still sobbing to myself. 
"I'm going to fucking kill him," he says 
"I can't get ahold of Oscar," I say 
"He Left the club hours ago, and so did I, I promise you Maeve if I had been there I would have not let that happen"
"I know" I went silent "I don't want to be here when he gets home" 
"I know mon amour I'll come get you. You can sleep in the spare room and in the morning you can talk to Oscar and see what you want to do okay?" 
"thank you, Charles"I get out through my tears 
"not to worry love I'll be there shortly" he said and hung up. 
"come on Frankie, Let's go to Charle's, daddy doesn't deserve to come home to us tonight," I say getting Frankie and taking him to get his collar and lead on. 
10 minutes later I heard Charles pull up the driveway and I grabbed the bag and quickly threw stuff in. 
when I opened my door I saw him standing there and he opened his arms for me which I graciously accepted 
"come on let's get going before he turns up" 
we got in the car and started Driving 
"I called Daniel and he said they didn't see it happen that he had gone off with a group of girls and they didn't think anything of it they said he just left the club but he didn't tell them if he was coming home or what he was doing" he looked at me nervously. 
I looked down and took a small breath "So what you're telling me is that he could have left the club with one of those girls right now and gone back to fuck her" I bit my lip as to tremble trying not to cry again and moved my head to face out the window. 
"I'm so sorry Maeve I promise we will fucking kill him when we see him next" 
"Oscar is going to kill him," I said still looking out the window.  "you know" I paused for a second, " Oscar told me to not get involved, he told me what he was like and I went ahead and did it anyway, I thought he would be different with me I guess I was just another name on his list" 
"Maeve" Charles says slowly. 
"No it's okay I've seen his true colours now, I should have known better is all" 
my sadness was turning into anger and resentment. 
When we got to Charles I put my stuff in the Spare room and Charles offered me a wine, which I accepted. 
I turned my phone off knowing I didn't want to speak to Lando when he got home and noticed I wasn't there 
we sat and talked on the couch for a bit trying to avoid the topic of what had happened that night so I wouldn't cry again. 
A few drinks later I was getting a bit drunk, I knew I wouldn't get to sleep tonight with my adrenaline I had passed the point of tired, Charles was good at distracting me which I was thankful for. 
We ended up playing some silly card games and were honestly beyond drunk by 5:40 Am when the sun was rising. 
"Charles look" I got up and walked to the balcony overlooking the Beautiful sunrise and the city of Monaco was breathtaking 
he came to join me on the balcony where we watched the sunrise silently. "Maeve" Charles broke the silence I turned my head to face him and realised how close he was I looked into his eyes and then down to his lips and back up again he did the same. the tension was thick or maybe it was just because of how much we had to drink 
"Can I?" he said in a low voice and I nodded 
I knew I probably shouldn't but with everything that had happened tonight I knew Lando had done worse. 
It started off slow and then became needy and sloppy he grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him. 
"hop up" he tapped my butt and I jumped wrapping my legs around his waist and he walked us back inside and to his bed. 
He placed me down on the bed and then pulled his top over his head and then gone were his shorts leaving him in his boxers. 
I also took off my Pajama top and bottoms leaving my breast bare and just a pair of Knickers on 
his eyes went wide as he saw me on the bed "well Fuck, Lando is a fucking idiot" 
"Shhh don't mention his name," I said back "Come here," I said and he did 
he crawled on top of me and began kissing again, he slowly made his way down my neck to my chest and over my breasts. He focused on one breast at a time the other in his hand making me moan a little. 
"Charles please." I said very needy for him down lower
he smirked and looked up and me as he kissed his way down further and hovered over my heat with my leg wide open. I could feel his hot breath over my Clit 
"Charles omg please do something" he giggled and pulled them aside and attached his lips to my core using his tongue to pleasure me sucking on my clit and then he added two fingers. 
He kept at it and I must admit he was very good at this. I was getting closer and starting to clench. He pulled away making me whimper and he came back up to my lips kissing me again and letting me taste myself. 
He pulled down his boxers and lined himself up at my entrance and pushed in after looking me in the eyes for confirmation. 
"Fuck" I said
"Oh Mon Dieu" he said and then he started speaking French under his breath 
he kept thrusting in and out and we were getting sweaty and our kissing got messier and he started kissing my neck again 
"I'm going to cum" he said 
"me too," I said back, truth be told I normally never came by penetration with Lando he usually had to use his fingers on my clit rubbing it while he fucked me for me to cum so this was a new experience for me. 
He came first and it wasn't too long after we came down from our high and he rolled off me. 
"I'll be back" I said and excused myself to the bathroom. 
When I came back he followed suit, 
We both lay in his bed under his sheets and the sun was flowing through the windows 
my eyelids were getting heavy and I let them fall closing my eyes and falling asleep. 
I'm not sure how long I was asleep when I was woken by a phone ringing over and over, 
"Omg can you please shut that thing up," I said out loud 
I heard a grumble next to me and then someone got up out of bed and answered the phone 
"Sault" I heard a familiar voice.
My head was pounding and everything was so goddamn loud so it was hard to pinpoint who it was.
I groaned and put the pillow over my head. 
"No she doesn't want to speak with him," the voice said "I don't know if that's the best idea she's asleep currently and it took her forever to fall asleep last night, what if I get her to call you later when she's awake and ready?" he paused before he continued "Okay thank you Oscar" and then he hung up I opened my eyes at the mention of my brother when I saw the room around me I started to remember what happened last night. 
"omg my head hurts so much" I said turning around to see Charles standing next to the bed Naked "omg Cover yourself up Charles" I yelled covering my eyes with my hand. 
"Wow rude." he laughed "I'm going to have a shower you can have one when I'm done" 
I ran through what happened last night and how I ended up in bed with Charles Naked. 
I rubbed my eyes and thought what the fuck have I done. I got up after Charles came back and had a nice hot shower which was much needed. 
Once I was dressed I got my phone and turned it back on and saw the notifications flood in from everyone the most were from Lando and Oscar but I saw ones from my parents and siblings who heard the news too.
"I better call Oscar" I said to Charles who was now in the kitchen making coffee 
"No worries" he said 
I pressed his contact and didn't wait long for him to answer. 
"Mae are you okay?" he answers 
I took a deep breath "Not really." 
"I'm so sorry Mae if I hadn't left early I would have been with him and this would have never happened" 
"Don't do that it's not your fault he made a decision that's all him, if he had been stopped last night he just would have done it somewhere else. OMG do you think this isn't the first time he's done this" 
"I fucking hope this is the first time I'm seriously going to give him an earful believe me and if Mclaren would let me I would probs make him crash next race" 
"I'm sorry I didn't listen to you" 
"I know Mae it's okay I really thought he had changed for you" 
"Me too." 
"Do you want me to go over there and speak to him? He has been calling me all morning." 
"No that's okay I'll send him a text so he can at least know I'm ok not that he deserves that." 
"Okay call me later when you're ready I'll come pick you up."
"Okay, thanks Oscar love you." 
"Love you to Mae." 
The call ended and I decided to text Lando. 
Maeve: I'm at a friend's house. I don't want to speak with you I just wanted to let you know I'm okay and that I know. Please respect that I need space
Lando: Mae I Promise I didn't do anything please just hear me out It's not at all what it looked like I didn't kiss her
Maeve: Really? what's this then 
https://www.tiktok.com/@Newslive_Now/video/72729282397449936953602 (not a real link)
Lando: Maeve seriously I know how it looks I promise it wasn't like that at all please let me explain to you in person where are you? 
Maeve: nothing can change what happened Lando i can see it with my own eyes you can't argue with that.  
He didn't reply thankfully. 
I walked over to Charles and he handed me a cup of coffee Frankie was at my feet licking up some food Charles had given him. 
"How did that go?" he asked 
"Lando messaged me saying it was how it looked but what a load of shit you can't argue with that video." 
"it definitely is hard to argue when it's caught on video. Want some Breakfast" he offered
"Yes please I'm starving, it was an exhausting night." I said and then realised we hadn't addressed what happened last night "Um Charles we really should talk about what happened last night" 
he sighed and stopped what he was doing and turned around to face "Look Mae, Im not going to sit here and pretend I didn't enjoy what happened last night, or that I haven't liked you more than a friend for a while now  but we overstepped a boundary last night I know we were drunk and you were vulnerable and I apologise if you feel I took advantage of you." 
"Oh wow thank you for being so mature Charles." I sent him a small smile. 
"I do really like you Mae but I know you are not in the right place right now to even explore if there is something between us so I just want you to know I am not going to cross that boundary again unless you want me to." 
"Thank you Charles" I said as he went back to cooking breakfast 
it honestly wasn't a shock he liked me as I said he was the one who was the closest to me part from my brother and Lando and I had a small suspicion he liked me but thankfully never acted on it until last night. 
Charles passed me my plate of food when there was an aggressive knock on the door that startled us both.
I removed my gaze from the door and looked at Charles knowing who it was 
"Do you want me to go kick him out?" 
"I'll deal with it," I said getting up and walking to the door. 
I opened it and saw Lando honestly looking shit like he hadn't slept all night.
I closed the for behind me and pulled him away from the door slightly 
"what the fuck are you doing here?" I asked looking around the street to make sure no one was around.
"Daniel told me you were here I had to come and speak to you please Mae just give me 5 minutes to explain." 
"Fine 5 minutes talk fast" I sighed rolling my eyes. 
"Okay so I was there and this group of ladies came up to me telling me it was their friend's hen party and that her Fiance was a huge fan of mine and that he would be so jealous if she had a photo with me so I went over with them the bride was so drunk and while we were posing she kissed me, I pushed her off as soon as I could and nothing else happened that's all Mae I didn't even kiss her back and I left straight away the only reason I wasn't home quicker was I had to wait for an uber and they kept cancelling on me, I promise you, baby, I would never cheat on you ever I love you way too much" 
I bit my lip and looked away from him. Fuck what the fuck have I done. 
"Mae baby say something." 
"I just need a moment to think" I covered my face with my hands and started to swear "Fuck fuck fuck shit omg" I paused and pulled my hands down and looked at Lando looking so exhausted and shit and here I was fucked by his co-worker and friend last night...I'm the cheater, not him. 
"I'm such a fucking idiot," I said feeling so guilty I could be sick 
"What's wrong? What did you do fuck Charles" he joked a smile on his face laughing off what he said 
I closed my eyes and covered my face again with one hand and softly shook my head 
"Oh my fucking god did you Maeve?" he said shocked I didn't answer 
"Answer the fucking question Maeve" he was stern now 
"It wasn't like that" was all I could get out 
"Jesus Christ I can't fucking believe you my side of the bed was cold for 5 seconds and you went and fuck my friend, you didn't even ask me what happened before you went and fucked him"  he shouted. 
"I was drunk and in an emotional state I wasn't thinking I thought you had gone home with that woman" 
"But you never fucking asked me Maeve I would never do that to you, but you would" he was crying now and my eyes were getting teary. 
" you know what have a nice fucking life Maeve you and Charles deserve each other," he said and walked up the driveway out of the property to his car.
'Fuck me" I said wiping my tears that wouldn't stop falling from my eyes. 
I stood out there for about 10 minutes trying to compose myself before I walked back in to Charles. 
When I went back in he saw me crying and came to hug me "What happened." 
"He didn't cheat but I did" I cry more into his shoulder
"What do you mean he didn't cheat?" he asked shocked 
"She kissed him and he pushed her off and then he left and I'm such a fucking idiot, I told him what happened last night and now he's gone and honestly I deserve it I fucking cheated on him I'm worse than he is" I was a blubbering mess. 
Oscar came and picked me and Frankie up later that day and took me to his. 
I didn't want to outstay my welcome so when I knew Lando was out the next day I went back to our house and packed up all the things I would need and dropped Frankie off at home and then Oscar dropped me at the airport, I was going to go home for a bit to London and just take some time to heal I stayed at a hotel for a few weeks not wanting to cause a fuss at my parents.
The media was in a frenzy it was all over the news and all F1 media, Lando got a stern talking to from Mclaren Oscar told me and I heard from Daniel that Oscar also gave Lando quite a talking to even after knowing the truth of what happened he still was mad at Lando for the kiss happening in the first place. Lando had to release a statement on what happened. 
Charles hadn't reached out giving me my space and I was glad that i couldn't think about it or I would feel sick to my stomach with what happened. Apparently, Lando went over to Charles and they had a fight that ended with Lando punching Charles. 
Lando hadn't spoken to me but had organised with Oscar for all my stuff to be moved out. 
He told Oscar he was mad at me for what happened but didn't blame me he told him he blamed Charles for taking advantage of me in the state I was in and getting me drunk while I was already in a vulnerable state and Charles told Lando about how he felt about me and that's when he punched him saying he probably made me think bad of Lando so Charles could get in my pants a swoop in. 
I felt sorry for Charles, as much as yes he did take advantage of the situation he had apologised and backed off and was mature about it I didn't think there was any ill intention. 
4 weeks after staying at the hotel I decided I needed to get myself an apartment so I went flat hunting and found a small one-bedroom in Belgravia and signed the lease. I was ready to start fresh away from Monaco. 
2 months in my new flat and I was out at the supermarket and went down the toiletries section. I was glancing at the shelves when I saw the Pads and Tampons and I realised I hadn't had my period in two months. 
God I was a fucking idiot I put a pregnancy test in my trolley (shopping Cart for all the Americans) 
When I got home and had packed away my shopping I took the test. I waited the 3 minutes anxiously.
My phone timer went off and I flipped over the test and saw the 2 pink lines. Well fuck. 
Who's the fucking Father.... Charles or Lando? both of them I had unprotected sex with around the same time. 
I have no idea what I do next.
I decide to call my brother cause he was the one person I was closest to, Being twins we shared everything. 
It rings a few times before he answers. 
"hey Mae, what's up?" 
"Oscar I'm going to tell you something and I need you not to freak out" 
"well now I'm worried what's wrong?" 
"I'm...pregnant" 
silence 
I can hear him breathing and he lets out a big sigh "Do you know who the father is?" 
"No, I mean I slept with them both within a couple of days it could be either" 
"Alright what are we going to do?" 
"No Oscar not we. I need to be a big girl and do this myself." 
"Mae seriously what are you going to do, turn up to their house and tell them to give you their DNA? Can you even find out this early?" 
"Yeah you can, I don't know do you think there is a better way to do this? I've never exactly plan for this to happen." 
"I know Mae I'm sorry it sucks this has all happened you gonna fly out here then?" he asked I could hear the pity in his voice. 
"I guess I'm gonna book a doctor's appointment first to get all checked out and then I'll come I'll text you when I get an appointment." 
"Okay Mae, hey whatever happens you know you have us all and we will support you" 
"I know thanks Osc, love you." 
"Love you too Mae." 
time to book an appointment 
I got an appointment for the following Monday and it was all I could think about what was I going to say to them both? 
I laid down on the table and the technician pulled my top up 
"This might be a bit cold.," she said and squirted the gel onto my stomach area
I take a breath and look up at the monitor on the wall and that's when I see them. My beautiful baby my heart just melts that's a little me in there. 
"There they are not a shy little one they are looking at about 3 months is that about right?" 
"Yeah 3 months." 
"And you had no symptoms?" 
"Um I mean none that I attributed to this I was a little sick I thought I just had food poisoning but it went and I mean I have been out of breath and a bit fatigued but again I didn't think I was pregnant I just moved back to London so I just thought it was because of that" 
"Okay well that's okay not everyone gets all the typical symptoms, and bubs seems to be healthy so just make sure to take it easy from now on, we will do another scan at week 18 but  we can book a check-up if you want in between just to get your blood test done and any tests you may want to do, and I see on your form you noted you would like to do a DNA test will you be bringing in the potential father or just a sample?" 
"Um can I do that just get a sample?" 
"Yeah it's just a cheek swab so if you want to get him to complete it and then send it off to the lab for testing we can take a blood test sample today so we have that on record" 
"He's in Monaco do I have to get him to fly to London or can I bring the swab back?" 
"He can take it in Monaco and then you can mail it I can give you a parcel for it" 
"Thank you," I said and looked back up at the little baby on the screen 
"Would you like to know the gender or are you wanting to wait?" 
"Are you able to write it down for me so when I'm ready I can know?" 
"No worries" she goes to write it down and then when she comes back she goes to take some blood and completes some health tests on me. 
Walking out I look at the photographs from the sonographers and took a picture to send to Oscar. I hadn't told the rest of the family yet only because I wanted to know who the father was first. 
I went home and packed for my short trip back to Monaco and spoke with Oscar and his girlfriend Lily while I packed and spoke about the appt. 
"Who are you going to ask to do the DNA test?" Lily asked 
" I was thinking Charles only because why bother Lando who clearly wants nothing to do with me unless it is his baby and I don't want to bring up everything that has happened unless I need go" 
"Good thinking, Lando's has been in a real mood ever since best not to annoy him unless needed"
"Have you started showing?" Lily asked
"yeah only the last few days I've really started to pop and can see my little belly so who knows how long until I can't hide it anymore, I'll have to tell the family as soon as I know and have discussed a plan" 
"Yeah wow this is so reaI i can't believe we're gonna have a niece or nephew" Lily seemed excited and look in any other circumstance iIwould too i love kids and I've always wanted to be a mum but it was so scary to think of the future of me and this baby.
"Alright well we have to go I'll pick you up from the airport in nice tomorrow at 9AM okay?" Oscar said and I nodded 
"Thank you love you both bye."
They waved and ended the call. 
Once I finished packing my small bag I settled on doing a bit of work on my laptop before bed. 
I was so glad to work was so flexible for me, I was a social media manager for a few clients as well as having my own social media make me money with Advertisements and sponsorships. 
the next morning I was up early to travel to Heathrow for my flight. Luckily the airport wasn't too busy this morning and I went through quite quickly and waited for my flight. 
After the short flight I arrived in Nice and went out to see Oscar waiting for me, He pulled me into a tight hug 
"Missed you Mae." 
"Naw I always miss you Osc, I don't like not being in the same town anymore" i looked at him sadly. 
"You didn't to leave you know, you could have stayed" 
"I know I just needed some space and time away to get myself in a good space" 
"I know! come on let's go I wanna take you out to breakfast before I talk you to see Charles" 
"Okay sounds perfect" 
We drove to Monaco which wasn't far from Nice and just chatted about life and the drive there.
He took me to our favourite Cafe.
"So do you know if iI'm having a Neice or a nephew?" he wiggled his eyebrows 
I laughed "About that I'm gonna give you something to hold onto and yes you can read it but I swear to god Oscar if you do read it I don't want to know just yet what gender the baby is" I said seriously 
"Omg no I can't be trusted with no spilling that secret" 
"Give it to Lily then it's so tempting to look but I want to save that for when I know if it's Lando or Charles we find out together" 
"Oh god just promise if I do read it and spill the beans you won't yell at me lol" 
"No promises" I laugh and sip my juice 
After breakfast, he dropped me off to Charles' house who was aware I was dropping by as Oscar asked him if he would be home
I walked down the driveway and knocked on the door 
He opened the door. 
"Mon Amour I missed you come in" he gave me a small hug and stepped aside to let me in.
"Thanks for seeing me." 
"Of course, Oscar said you needed to speak with me, Please sit can I get you a drink?" 
"Just a water please" I smiled and sat down on his couch. 
"Sure" he smiled and disappeared in the kitchen
when he came back he set the drinks on the table and sat on the couch next to me "How have you been?" 
I smiled and let out a small laugh "I've been better but the reason I'm back and sitting here in your living room is that I um..." I paused" Fuck this is a lot harder to say thanIi thought it would be" I took a breath and he placed a hand on my thigh and gave it a reassuring squeeze. 
"It's okay take your time" he gave me a nod of encouragement 
I took a sip of water and then a deep breath "Im..Pregnant" I watched his eyes go a bit wild and his mouth fell open a small bit
"Oh, and i'ts mine?" he looked at me questioningly 
"truthfully I don't know so I need a DNA sample to test with and I didn't think Lando would speak to me " 
"Oh Mon amour I'm so sorry you're in this situation its completely my fault I didnt even remember that we didn't use protection to be honest id just assumed even drunk I would have remembered that" 
"Yeah I didn't think about it either and Lando and I had been intimate in the same week and he had just pulled out so there's still always a chance it was him. which serves us right for using the pull-out method if it is his" 
he sighed "Still I feel guilty for my part in all of this" 
"I'm sorry he punched you" I said 
"Dont be I deserved it" 
"I'm sorry you're now in this position too, if I'd noticed my period was late earlier I could have taken a pill and we wouldn't be in this situation right now" 
"Oh Mae I wouldn't have wanted that and you know Lando wouldn't have either" 
"Anyway here is the cheek swab and the parcel you can do it and post it whenever you feel like it they already have the babies DNA on file" I said and looked down to my belly and rubbed it and his eyes followed suit 
"You know Mae if it's mine, I will love and support you both forever you know that right? I know it may not be exactly how I planned to be a father but my Papa was the greatest man alive and I will strive everyday to be half the man he was for that baby" 
I place my hand on my heart "I know Charles, you know he is already so proud of the man you are" 
"Thank you Mon Amour, I'll get this test done ASAP and send it for you so you can know"
"Do you want to see a photo?" I asked and he nodded a smile on his face 
I reached into my bag and brought out the Photos from the ultrasound. 
"Oh wow look at them so small and beautiful like their mama already" he said taking the photo from me and making me smile looking at him. 
I spend a few more days with Lily and Oscar in Monaco just hanging out before leavving back for London and thankfully not bumping into anyone else I know and especially not Lando.
2 and a half weeks later it was a normal day I had been out for an appointment for work when I came home and checked my letter box seeing I had 3 letters I took them into my apartment and flicked through them as I took my shoes off, one from the bank, one from the local council and one that didn't say who it was from. I opened that once first as I was curious to see who it was from hoping it was the DNA results. 
The letter read: 
PATERNITY TEST 
Dear Miss Piastri, 
We recently received a sample From C. Leclerc to Compare to the sample provided by you regarding the paternity of the unborn Child. 
Alleged Father Details 
Charles Marc Hervé Perceval Leclerc  16 October 1997.     HECAASGU_0032
Mother Details:                                                                                                                                                             Maeve Elizabeth Piastri    6 April 2001.    HECAASGA_0034
Regarding the sampling of the participants please refer to the protocols in copy. We received the originals of the identity confirmations and of the consent statements. 
Method:DNA isolation was carried out separately for all samples. Genetic characteristics were determined by the following PCR-single-locus-technology analysis. 
Results: 
The results of the analysis are shown below: 
DNA-System DNA-criteria Charles Leclerc
HID123830_001DNA-criteria Charles Test
HID123830_002AM X, Y X, Y
D3S1358 14, 15 14, 18
D1S1656 16.3, 17.3 16.3, 13.3
D6S1043 11, 17 15, 19
D13S317 9, 12 8, 9
Penta E 10, 16 14, 18
D16S539 12, 15 19, 13 
In all analyzed PCR systems, Charles Leclerc does not show the genetic markers which have to be present for the biological father of the child. The biostatistical analysis of the PCR systems was performed according to the method of Essen-Möller. The probability of Mr. Charles Leclerc being the biological father is < 01.9999 %.
Conclusion: Based on our analysis, it is practically proven that Mr. Charles Leclerc is not the biological father of the child. 
"oh Shit"  I breathed out. 
Lando is my only thought. I need to tell him. I'm already 4 months pregnant now he needs to know. 
I booked the next flight to Nice which is tonight and quickly packed a small bag and got ready. 
I left for the airport and organise a car to pick me up in Nice. when the car arrives at Landos... and my old house it's about 9PM 
I thank the driver and walk down to the front door. I take a deep breath before I knock. 
I wait patiently as I hear him coming down from upstairs and Frankie barking like mad already down to the door like always. I had a jumper on that was a bit baggy so it isn't as obvious that my bump is there for when he opens the door. 
The door swings open and he looks taken aback "You're not my Pizza" he says 
"I'm sorry to just show up like this am I able to come in and talk?" I ask 
"um.." he hesitates "Sure" he steps aside and lets me in 
"I'm sorry this was a last-minute trip I've come straight from the airport and I wouldn't come unless it was important" 
he looks at me expecting me to spit it out while I was here 
"Right sorry, I'm here because well" I pause for a small second "I'm pregnant and it's yours" 
He blinks his eyes a bit and then they get wide looking at me as if I am a fish out of water 
"You're what?" he said shocked
"pregnant" I pull up my jumper to show my belly through the tight white top I had underneath
His mouth falls open while he stares at my bump he closes his mouth and sits down on the chair just behind him just staring straight. 
a knock at the door goes off and he doesn't move an inch. 
I look at him and realise he hasn't even noticed the knock
"I'll get that then" I said slowly and began to walk towards the door and answered it and took the pizza from the delivery man and walked back towards the living room with it and put it down on the table. 
he is still sitting where I left him 
"you're scaring me Lando" I said and put my hand on his Shoulder 
"You're pregnant....and it's mine?" 
"yeah I got a DNA Test done" I said and put the letter down and the photo from the sonograph. As it landed on the table it caught his eye and he reached to pick them both up, 
"So you thought it was Charles'?" 
"I had no idea and I thought it would be easier to ask him to do a DNA test because I didn't think you would speak to me" 
He closed his eyes and shook his head a little "So wait how far along are you?" 
"4 months" 
"4 MONTHS," he said loudly "Holy shit so your'e like almost halfway" he covers his face. 
"I'm really sorry Lando, I had no idea I was pregnant until it was too late" 
"You now I don't blame you for that night, I was so fucking mad at myself and at Charles and at you I just exploded, but you thought i'd cheated and so you went to Charles for protection and he fucking used you the bastard, you were in such a vunerable state and he was the one who gave you all those drinks and knew he could take advantage of you in a situation like that and he should have known better. I mean your not completely innocent in this all but neither am I and I get it why it happened" 
"None of it ever should have happened but it did and I'm sorry that it all happened" 
"Dont you apologise, I know you're sorry and I'm sorry we  are in this situation, I guess my pull out game isn't as strong as I thought and my Sperm seem to be as fast as Max verstappen " he jokes cracking a small smile. 
"Ew" i laugh "So what happens now?" 
"I don't know Mae, I mean I always knew it may happen and although it happened in the complete opposite way I imagined, its' still happened so I guess we just do the best we can. Do wanna start as friends and take it slow and find ourselves again and if we're meant to be then we will get there and if not we deal with it as it comes. 
I nod almost crying. 
"Oh come here you" he says getting up and giving me a hug "You wanna stay for pizza and Frankie cuddles?" I nod into his shoulder. 
"I'd like that" I replied. 
We sat down and then I remembered 'You better call Oscar and put him out of his misery he knows the gender he hasn't spoken to me in 4 days because he was worried he would spill the secret" I laughed and so did Lando 
He pulled out his phone and Facetimed Oscar 
"wasssapp" Oscar answers the phone and immediately sees us both in the frame 
"OMG OMG OMG RED ALERT MAE I CAN NOT KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT" he panics 
I laugh "It's okay Oscar you can tell us" 
He burst into a smile and takes a big breath "You're having a little boy" he bites his bottom lip with happiness 
I let out a breath and my eyes start tearing up and I turn to Lando "a little boy Lando"I say as he wipes away a few stray tears 
"I'm gonna have a little boy to race with" he says and looks over to me in disbelief 
"He's gonna be a Piastri Fan I can feel it in my bones and wanna race with Uncle Oscar" 
We laugh and have some small talk before he let's us go to work everything out 
"you wanna move back in?" Lando asks grabbing a slice of pizza and handing it to me 
"I would love that, I've been so lonely" I say honestly 
"me too, it's just not the same without you here" he says and Frankie jumps up on the couch and cuddles into me "We've both missed you so much"
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thezombieprostitute · 23 hours ago
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Tech Tuesday: Ransom Drysdale
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A/N: Written for @the-slumberparty's December Daze Challenge.
Prompt: can i put my cold hands up your sweater for warmth?
Word Count: ~1.3k
Warnings: Alcohol consumption. Please let me know if I missed any!
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The bar isn't as crowded as you'd feared. Usually you spend New Year's Eve in the comfort of your own home where no one can judge you for going to sleep at a decent time. But Ransom had insisted that going to a random bar full of strangers was his New Year's Eve tradition. You probably would have fought him a bit harder but you were still recovering from Christmas.
Ransom knew you were trying to reach out to your family again. That you'd hoped to make progress with them over Christmas. When you came back to the office the day after he saw through your fake smile. He's not pushing for details, part of being a good friend, right? But he can at least hang around so there's someone you can talk to if needed. He'd hoped that going to a bar and picking out potential kissers would be a good distraction for you.
At least until you confessed you'd never had a New Year's Eve kiss before.
"I've told you my parents were...fundamentalists," you griped. "There are some aspects of it that I'm not sure I'll ever be able to shake. Like kissing some random guy being a bad idea."
"Well, what if you get to know the guy first?" Ransom thinks. "Just don't lead with 'never had a New Year's Kiss'. That'll just bring out the weirdos."
That makes you half smile. "Yeah, definitely wouldn't want my first kiss to be with a stranger."
Ransom's brow furrows in confusion, "you mean first New Year's Eve kiss, right?"
"That too," you casually confess before taking a long sip of your Pretty In Pink cocktail.
Ransom gives you a look you can't decipher before saying, "maybe this was a mistake."
"No! It's a new year, it can be a new experience, another aspect of the old me that I let go."
"Only if you're certain now, before you've had too much to drink."
"Aren't you supposed to get drunk first? Liquid courage and all that?"
Ransom hesitates. It wasn't that long ago he'd be the first to encourage you to kiss whatever creep came along, just to spite your parents. Encourage you to be more like him, playing life like a game without consequences. But he's not that guy anymore. Right? At the very least, you're too good a person to be mimicking his behaviors.
He lets out an exasperated sigh, "no. You're telling me now, while you're sober and thinking relatively straight, if you really want to do this. Before you take another sip of that drink."
You give Ransom your best pout and you see him bristling. "I just wanna have some fun, Ran," you pout.
"Maybe this was a mistake," he shakes his head.
"No! You participated in my Friendsgiving tradition, I want to participate in one of your traditions! You said this is something you do every year and I want to participate!"
"We can spend the evening here, but we're gonna both forgo the kissing part," Ransom concedes. "We'll just get drunk and raise a toast at midnight, okay?"
You pout for real this time. "Why is it such a big deal? It's just a first kiss. Aren't women today supposed to be empowered to kiss whoever they want?"
Ransom considers his words. "You're right that you don't need permission to kiss anyone you want. I just...Something I've been trying to work on is reducing my family-induced cynicism. I know from experience that if you treat kisses like they're nothing, they can lose their meaning. I...I want better for you. Better for my friend."
Knowing how difficult it is for Ransom to talk about these things you stop pouting. "Okay," you nod. "Just a toast to bring in the new year."
"Thank you," he sighs, looking a bit more relaxed.
"How about we start the evening with a toast?" you offer, raising your glass. "A toast to friendship and new beginnings?"
Ransom raises his beer bottle, "and to not letting our past dictate our future."
You clink your drinks together and take a sip.
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A couple hours and several drinks later you're feeling a little woozy. Ransom offers to go get the refills but you're adamant that it's your turn to do so. He's a bit tipsy himself, you've never seen him smile so much, and he agrees to let you go.
You give your order to the bartender and hold onto the bar to steady yourself when you feel a presence to your left. A tall man in a blue suit leans on the bar next to you. He's pretty handsome, even with the stubble. It actually works with his short hair. He turns to you and you struggle not to gasp at how pretty blue his eyes are.
"Oh, sorry if I'm crowding you," he smiles.
"No, not at all," you giggle.
"You here with your boyfriend?" he asks, gesturing to Ransom.
"Friend," you tell him.
His smile widens, "I'm Nick."
You give him your name as heat rushes to your face. This handsome man is talking with you!
"Got any plans for midnight? It's coming up in just an hour or so," Nick asks.
"A toast!" you say a little too loudly.
He gives you a mock frown, "no kiss?"
"No kisses! Just a toast. Ransom's idea."
"Ransom your friend?"
"Yup! And he's great! Once you get to know him."
"Yeah? Would you be up for introducing me? Letting me get to know him?"
"Sure! He could use more friends and you seem the friendly type!"
"That I am," he smirks.
The bartender brings you your drinks and you pay for them before making your way back to Ransom. Nick is very helpful at keeping you steady on your feet.
Back at the table you beam at Ransom, "I made a new friend! His name is Nick."
Nick holds out his hand to Ransom and says, "nice to meet you Hugh."
Ransom's smile is gone and whatever buzz he'd been feeling is greatly diminished. He grabs your hand, "we're going. Now."
"What? Why?" you pout. But Ransom gives you a look that pierces your drunken haze enough that you're grabbing your coat to go with him.
Ransom's jaw is clenched and he's practically dragging you out of the bar. Risking a glance back at Nick you see him smiling smugly, making you feel even more confused.
Once outside Ransom takes a breath of the cold air to steady himself. The plan was to walk back to your place since it was so close to the bar but now he's not sure. What if that asshole follows and makes things worse for you?
"C'mon," he tells you, taking your arm. "We're going to catch a cab back to my place."
"I don't like your place," you drunkenly confess. "It's so bare."
"Well then I'll make sure to get some interior decorating advice from you while we're there tonight, okay?"
You giggle at the thought but then you shiver, "Ransom, it's cold out here and I don't have my gloves."
"We're going to get a cab soon enough," he promises as he walks down the sidewalk, pulling you along with him.
"What's gotten into you? Oh, why did Nick call you Hugh? Is that what set you off?"
"Sort of," he grunts, looking everywhere for a cab. He doesn't want to use a Lyft or Uber in case this Nick character decides to share in on it.
"My hands are cold," you whine. "Can i put my cold hands up your sweater for warmth?"
"When we get into the cab, sure."
You giggle, "I'm gonna hold you to that."
Ransom's barely gotten you into the back of the cab before you shove your hands underneath his sweater, making him yipe.
"Mmm, so warm. You gently squeeze his belly and snuggle close. "Even better than a plushie," you murmur as you start to fall asleep.
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Ransom half carries you into his apartment and you give a little squeal when you see the Sweater Pusheen you'd gotten him sitting in a chair.
"You kept it?"
"Of course I did," Ransom admits. "Makes for good company."
You start to tear up, "I thought you hated it because I never saw it after I gave it to you."
"It's a nice gift and I like to have it around. Kept me from getting too lonely at Christmas."
You wrap your arms around Ransom with such force he falls back onto the couch. He tries to unclasp your arms from around him but you're holding tight so he waits for a few moments, letting you get the hug out of your system. Normally you ask permission but he's not going to begrudge you being a happy drunk.
He chuckles and rolls his eyes when he hears your soft snoring and resigns himself to a night on the couch. He looks at you softly and kisses the top of your head. There are worse ways to bring in the new year, he figures.
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This might be my fav chapter yet!!!! 😩🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼
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Bucky traded lazy kisses with you as your tears slowed, and you had no idea if it was his mouth that had your heart pounding and the crushing weight of everything that surrounded him.
Tingles, tingles everywhere 🥴😩 I just love their hold and pull dynamic it's addicting
“You’re putting a wall up,” he said, frowning as you grabbed your phone charger before he could. “Don’t shut me out, please.”
What does he expect?!! (I still felt a pang in my heart when he said this)
“This has been a lot, all of it, but we can’t go back and change it, and you know I can’t let you go because we’re meant to be together,” he said, his eyes searching yours. “You feel it. I know you do.”
How many times would he say that until you agreed? “Just because you think fate stepped in-”
How does he manage to sound unhinged and reasonable at the same time? 😭 I'm honestly starting to see his point
Bucky was hot on your heel and you didn't make it two steps out the door before he had a hand on you. “You’re upset with me. Putting up more of that wall.”
that wall 😩 he clearly despises the wall she puts up, he's had a tiny taste of her kind and vulnerable side and can't stand the thought of going back, he wants her vulnerable, raw, exposed, all to himself :')
“And you can push all you want, but I’ll just pull you closer,” he smiled, making you huff when he actually did so. “I’m not afraid to let you burn me.”
THIS MAN 💀 we're gonna die in his arms aren't we?
“Because even arguing with you makes me happy,” he sincerely stated. “And now all I want to do is find a way to put a smile back on your face.”
Ok but why does this make me so happy???
“You’re infuriating,” you whispered when he touched the corner of your mouth and made it twitch in a small smile. “Impossible.”
“I know,” he whispered back, running a hand through his hair. “Listen, you’re tired and you’re overwhelmed, which is completely my fault. Am I right?”
He was placating you now, and it was sadly working. “Fine,” you said, touching his hand, the metal one. “I don’t think I said so earlier, but thank you for finally telling me the truth,” you said, calmer than you were moments before.
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HOW DID HE DO THAT???? RUNNING A HAND THROUGH HIS HAIR??? His hand on the corner of her lips??? I'M SAT. I was literally just as mad as reader and he really managed to calm me down too 🤯 excellent writing bestie
This was nothing like the slow, languid kisses from minutes ago. This was dominant, claiming, threatening to rob you of the air in your lungs, like he wanted you to feed your own breath into him. He either forgot Ray was there, or he simply didn’t care.
I- 🥴 this man doesn't care if she hates him or not does he? He's like a predator playing with his food, but at the same time he's so soft and wants nothing but to make her happy🥺.... My toxic trait is that I love him 🫡
“You're certainly keeping him on his toes,” Ray said, not driving off until he made sure Bucky was in his vehicle, too.
I could say the same thing about you Navy😩😂😂
I'm so scared of what comes next with Clark, he gives me the creeps jsjsjs more than Bucky tbh😂
But wow reader is learning to tame her beast and I'm so excited to see how that goes 😏
Hold You Tight: Part 16
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Pairing: Club Owner!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Fic Summary: The owner of The 107th wants you to be his girl whether you like it or not.
Part 15 | Series Masterlist | Part 17
Chapter Word Count: Over 5.4k
Chapter Summary: Bucky tries to pull you closer when you want to pull away, and someone else in your life my not take no for an answer.
Chapter Warnings: DARK AU, arguing, tension, slight harassment, kissing, reference to stalking, inner turmoil, manipulation, Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?), more warnings to come.
A/N: More Hold You Tight! Thank you for sticking with me! Bucky edit by the beautiful @nixakimbo ❤️ Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby but any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!
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Bucky traded lazy kisses with you as your tears slowed, and you had no idea if it was his mouth that had your heart pounding and the crushing weight of everything that surrounded him. It was so much to unpack. Every encounter with him seemed to be that way. Something blindsided you or suffocated you, but you hadn't been at all prepared for what he just shared. And how could you? He didn't keep photos of his mother around, and you hadn't gone poking around online.
Would you have found out the truth if you had?
He followed your lips when you pulled away. “It’s okay,” he whispered, pulling you back in.
It wasn’t okay. Nothing was okay. Though it partially made sense now why he was moving so fast. He believed if he met you then that you would've fallen in love and been together to this day. Because he didn't seek you out then and lost so much time, he was packing everything into a rushed time span. Dating, meeting his friends, getting you into his place. He was moving things along at an accelerated speed, and you were barely keeping up with the ride.
“No.” The muffled word against his lips somehow rang out loud and clear enough for him to stop, but you put a hand on his chest in case he tried to lean in again. “Why are you punishing me?”
His eyes rounded. “You think I’m punishing you? Jesus, why would you think that?”
“Because of how you went about all of this. I know you were desperate, and I get the drive behind some of your actions now,” you said, which you refused to excuse. You got it but couldn’t excuse it. “Your response of ‘where’s the fun in that?’ when I said you couldn’t just ask me out like a normal person? You almost seemed to delight in intimidating me. Why?”
If you saved his mom, why do this?
“I didn’t delight in that. I played it wrong,” he admitted in a quiet voice, surprising you. “I approached it like…”
“Like everything else in your life where you have everyone under your thumb through fear. You did the same thing to me.” You laughed just a little. “In a way, it worked because I’m officially afraid to try to leave you.”
Had things blossomed between you two organically, you’d like to believe that things would’ve been better. Healthy. There was always the chance that a relationship might’ve come to an end because life was like that. But if he frightened you enough to stay forever, he’d never have to worry. The stars would still align as far as he was concerned.
“I don’t want you to fear me or what we have,” he whispered, reaching for you as you scooted back.
“What we have? Tell me, do you think your mom would be proud of your actions to obtain me or ashamed?” You couldn’t believe that was the kind of man she raised, to put fear into the heart of the person he supposedly loved.
He flinched. Actually flinched. You might as well have raised a hand to him. “She…” He swallowed. “She would’ve wanted us together.”
“Like this? By you not giving me a choice?” you asked, pushing yourself up. “I need to go home.” There would be no getting through to him and this revelation was doing your head in. One cup of coffee wasn't enough either.
He got up to follow you. “Why are you rushing off?”
“I have a shift today, and I have to go home and shower,” you said, grabbing some of your things. “Don’t worry about dropping me off. I’ll get a cab.”
“What? No, you-”
“You put money in my account, so it’s not like I have to worry about paying for it. And it’s not like I’ll be alone either since you’ll have me followed whether I want it or not,” you said as a matter of fact.
“You’re putting a wall up,” he said, frowning as you grabbed your phone charger before he could. “Don’t shut me out, please.”
“I’m not shutting you out. I’m trying to process the gigantic bombshell you dropped on me,” you said, stopping to look at him when he grabbed your arm. “Bucky-”
“This has been a lot, all of it, but we can’t go back and change it, and you know I can’t let you go because we’re meant to be together,” he said, his eyes searching yours. “You feel it. I know you do.”
How many times would he say that until you agreed? “Just because you think fate stepped in-”
“Fate brought you into my club, but I gave it a much-needed push to bring us together after leaving things to chance for so long,” he said, tugging you closer and putting his other hand on your cheek. “You can’t tell me you don’t care about me in some capacity. You’re just afraid to admit it because it isn’t conventional in your eyes, but you don’t have to be afraid of how you feel.”
How could you truly fall in love with him when he orchestrated everything from the start? “Feelings or not you’re still going to force me to move in with you soon, and that scares me,” you said. Your wings would forever be clipped.
“We should’ve been living together and married by now,” he argued, keeping a tight hold on you. “I know I’m making you move in sooner than you want, but beyond safety it’ll give us a chance to really know each other before we get married.”
Talk of marriage had your heart thudding. The man would probably force you to marry him sooner than you wanted. “You said you already know everything about me,” you said. At least he thought he knew you. The vision of you he built up in his mind scared you, too. He couldn’t keep you on that pedestal.
“But you don’t fully know me yet, and I don’t know what it’s like to live with you. The experience will bring us closer together.” His smile was full of hope. “We can read together, do movie nights, dance in the kitchen.”
“Bucky-”
“We can exercise together, in and out of bed,” he continued, your breath hitching as he rubbed his nose against yours. “Don’t you already feel closer to me now that you know we're meant to be?”
A quick knock on the door followed by a long one saved you from answering. “It isn't check-out time, is it?”
“No. That would be Ray,” Bucky headed to the door and kept you back a small distance before he answered. The man really was protective, wasn't he?
“I’m sorry to intrude,” Ray said, giving you a polite nod before he leaned in and whispered something to Bucky. Whatever was said to him made his face harden. The entire change in his demeanor worried you.
“Kotyonok, let’s get your bag and get you back to your place so you can get ready for work,” he suggested, his smile tight.
“What’s the matter?” you asked.
“I’ll tell you later,” he answered, kissing your forehead. “And before we go, I know you suggested taking a cab, but please let Ray take you back to your place. It would make me feel better.”
The hint of a plea in his voice and the look in Ray’s eyes kept you from protesting. “Fine, Ray can take me home. Just give me a second to change out of these pajamas,” you said, a bit surprised that Bucky wasn’t offering to take you home himself. “But you are going to tell me later what’s going on, right?” you asked.
“I will, but I need some answers myself first. Get changed. I’ll get your bag,” he said, gently guiding you to the bathroom so you could change and officially ending that conversation.
Ray was still by the entry door once you came out, looking a bit stiffer than usual, too. You stole a glance at Bucky as the three of you headed to the elevator, catching the anger etched in his features as he gripped your bag handle tight enough that you thought it would rip. They were leaving you in the dark about something. You weren’t sure if you could take any other bombshells.
“Ray may need to pick you up from work instead of me, but I’ll message you if that’s the case,” Bucky said, fixing his hair in the elevator reflection. “And… we may need to talk about your girls’ day out.”
“What about it?” you asked, already knowing where he was going with this.
“If you can cancel or reschedule it,” he replied.
You stared hard at him. Where was that coming from? “No, it's tomorrow, and I’m not cancelling or rescheduling. And don’t you dare use Zemo as an excuse to get your way,” you snapped. Even if it was a valid reason, you didn’t want to hear it.
His jaw clenched, but he looked sad as he glanced at you. “I just don’t know if it’s a good idea.”
“We talked about this. If it’s a safety issue, Ray agreed that someone could watch out for me. That should keep me safe,” you reminded him. You’d be fine. “Right, Ray?”
The blonde stared straight ahead. “That isn’t my decision,” he said apologetically.
Your shoulders slumped. For a short time, you thought he could be on your side or at least help give you some slack. “Right. Because you don't get to make decisions, and neither do I. You’re a bodyguard, I’m just a doll,” you said, looking straight ahead, too, and pulling your hand back when Bucky tried to take it. “Please, don’t.”
“Kotyonok…” Bucky sighed as the door opened. You marched out, not waiting for either of them. “Wait.”
You headed straight for the desk, feeling sadder when you didn’t see Natasha. “Checking out, please,” you said, sliding the room card over to the woman standing there.
“Of course. I hope you enjoyed your stay.” She looked behind you likely at Bucky before giving you a smile. “Ms. Romanoff also wanted to remind you that you have a place here if you need one.”
“I’m sure I’ll take her up on that soon,” you said, turning your head to glare at Bucky. While his expression was stoic, his eyes told you he didn’t want you to be upset with him. “And make sure she adds an inconvenience fee to the damaged wall bill. She’ll know what I mean.”
“I’ll be sure to do that,” she smiled. “Take care.”
Bucky was hot on your heel and you didn't make it two steps out the door before he had a hand on you. “You’re upset with me. Putting up more of that wall.”
You didn't speak until Ray walked past you to get his car. “You’re trying to get me to cancel my day out with my friends, after you went through the whole charade of buying me a new dress for it and everything. And after what you told me about your mom.” You took a breath to try to calm down. “Yeah, I’m upset, and yeah, you’re supplying me with the very bricks to build that wall.”
“I said we may need to talk about it, I didn’t flat out say you weren’t going,” he corrected you. He might as well have. “I know it means a lot to you, but-”
You held a hand up. “No. There are no ‘buts’ in this. For all you keep taking from me, I don’t ask for much. I really don't,” you stated. In fact, you’ve shown lots of restraint. “Who knows how many moments I’ll get like this with my friends once you move me in.” He wasn’t about to take this small thing from you after everything.
He titled his head. “You think I’ll keep you from them?”
“Part of me thinks you will, yes. Because as soon as I think that there’s hope, the second I think that we could be closer together while you loosen the reins, you say or do something that puts me back in your full control,” you said. He had to see that. “And every time you do that, like you are right now, it makes me want to push you away.”
“And you can push all you want, but I’ll just pull you closer,” he smiled, making you huff when he actually did so. “I’m not afraid to let you burn me.”
“You keep saying that. Give me a match or a lighter and we’ll test that theory,” you said. He burst out laughing, the sound loud in the morning air as your eyes widened. “Why are you laughing?” you asked incredulously. How could he laugh when you were still worked up?
“Because even arguing with you makes me happy,” he sincerely stated. “And now all I want to do is find a way to put a smile back on your face.”
You exhaled. He was so in love with the idea of a relationship with you that arguments appealed to him? Anyone else would've walked away by now.
“You’re infuriating,” you whispered when he touched the corner of your mouth and made it twitch in a small smile. “Impossible.”
“I know,” he whispered back, running a hand through his hair. “Listen, you’re tired and you’re overwhelmed, which is completely my fault. Am I right?”
“Yes,” you sighed. He hit it right on the nose.
“And maybe I was rash in suggesting that you cancel your plans, but I need to take care of a couple things before we discuss that more,” he said, leading you to Ray's car before you could protest. “You just have a good shift, okay?”
He was placating you now, and it was sadly working. “Fine,” you said, touching his hand, the metal one. “I don’t think I said so earlier, but thank you for finally telling me the truth,” you said, calmer than you were moments before. He should've told you from the start, but it couldn't have been easy reopening old wounds regarding his dad.
His gaze softened. “Thank you for letting me.”
“And whatever Ray told you or whatever’s going on, just breathe, okay?” you begged.
He took a deep breath. “I’ll just think of you and it’ll help,” he said, adding in a low voice as he pulled you against him. “And this.”
This was nothing like the slow, languid kisses from minutes ago. This was dominant, claiming, threatening to rob you of the air in your lungs, like he wanted you to feed your own breath into him. He either forgot Ray was there, or he simply didn’t care.
By the time Bucky stopped kissing you and helped you into the car, you didn’t want to look either of them in the eye.
“I love you,” he whispered, kissing your temple and shutting the door as your heart flip flopped. God, he was insufferable. Confusing. Obsessed.
“You're certainly keeping him on his toes,” Ray said, not driving off until he made sure Bucky was in his vehicle, too.
“Someone has to,” you said, staring out the window. “I’m going with my friends tomorrow. I don't care if he makes you drag me back,” you said. Unless your life was in some sort of immediate danger, there was no reason for you to skip out on meeting up with the girls.
“So you’re aware, the suggestion of you moving your day out has nothing to do with wanting to control you. He’s upset because of the news I delivered and he wants to keep you close,” Ray explained, making you feel a little bad.
“So, that news was the reason why you both changed your tune, and you can't tell me what that news is,” you guessed. If you were in some sort of danger though, surely Bucky would’ve said so. “He told me about his mom. How I saved her.”
Silence filled the vehicle. “So, you know the truth,” he said after a minute, his voice neutral. “Are you okay?”
“I’m trying to be,” you answered carefully. You really were.
“That’s all you can do,” he said before adding under his breath, “No good deed goes unpunished.”
You snorted. “I guess I'm living breathing proof of that.” It was ironic how an act of kindness put you on this path. “And as much as I don't like to wish pain upon people, I hope Bucky's dad got whatever he deserved.”
Winnie, from the short time you knew her, was nothing but wonderful. Bucky said the dahlia painting in his office served as a reminder that he would never do to you what his dad did to his mom. He would never set you up to take the fall for anyone else, wouldn’t let someone else hurt you if he could help it. He would forever stand by you.
Was pushing him away doing you any good?
“He did,” Ray promised you. “And I say with complete sincerity that I hope today is very uneventful for you after the time you've had.”
Your nose scrunched as you laughed. “So do I, Ray. So do I.”
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Ray was kind enough to wait outside of your place as you showered and got ready for work, and didn't push you to talk more before he dropped you off at the shop. He was even kind enough to stop so you could get another cup of coffee. It helped improve your mood.
“There she is!” Kate smiled when you walked in. “Little miss not-so-single anymore.”
“Hey,” you giggled before you paused. “I didn't know you were working today. Did you switch shifts with someone?”
“God, the schedule’s all messed up. Mrs. Crandle called out for some business thing-”
“Business thing?” you asked, your brows pinched. She hardly ever took time off for things like vacation let alone a business thing without informing her staff.
“Yeah, I’m not really sure about all the details, but Lorraine ended up switching the whole schedule around. Mya’s coming in later, and I had to come in early, and your shift’s ending early.”
“What?” you frowned, checking the schedule to make sure. She was right. Your shift today was almost cut in half. “Would’ve been nice to get a text or something.”
The assistant manager wasn't bad to work with, but she could be a little forgetful with things like that. If Bucky hadn't just put money in your account, you may have been more upset over having half a shift cut. After the night and morning you had though, maybe an afternoon off wouldn't be so bad.
“She probably forgot since you were coming in at your normal time. Who knows?” Kate shrugged. “You know, I half expected Clark to be here waiting for you. Seemed really eager to see you yesterday.”
“Yeah, about that.” You looked toward the door, your body tense in anticipation even though he wasn't there. “Why did you tell him I was working today?”
“He’s kind of a regular, and I didn't really think about it. Then Mrs. Crandle brought up your boyfriend and…” Her face fell as she stopped cutting stems, which made you feel bad when she glanced your way. “Crap, I did something wrong, didn't I?”
You weren’t about to go into specifics regarding your personal situation. “I just don’t want customers to know when my shifts are unless I’m specifically working on an order or event for them, okay?” you said, hoping she understood that it was a general request.
Bucky was not getting in your head about your safety.
“Okay, as long as you aren’t mad,” she said. You gave her a smile to assure her that you were okay. “So, tell me about your new boyfriend.”
You filled her in as much as you could to make it sound believable, just like you had with Addison. Like her and Mrs. Crandle, Kate was excited for you. And they would never know the full truth.
As your shift went on, you were surprised you hadn't heard much from Bucky. It was for the best though. He was clearly dealing with something. As much as you didn't want to defend him in your mind, it had taken a lot for him to talk about his parents. To show you some of the damage done to his body. It was a vulnerable moment. Did you owe it to him to be vulnerable, too?
Wait, why did you owe him anything?
“Heading out?” Kate asked once your shift was up.
“Yeah,” you replied, glancing at your phone. You wondered if you should text Bucky before you decided against it. You'd let him know once you got to your place that you wouldn't need a ride. “Just call me if you need me to come back in.”
“Don’t worry about that. Enjoy the rest of your day!” she smiled.
Satisfied when you didn't see Bucky or Ray’s car waiting for you either, you decided to take a walk. It was a nice day, and you needed the fresh air. You hoped the weather was nice for the winery. You’d have to take photos to look back on what was going to be a fun time.
“Hey!” you heard someone shout after a few minutes of walking.
You stopped when you spotted Clark waving at you from the other side of the street. You barely waved back before he joined you. “Hey. What are you doing here?”
“Oh, I was just in the neighborhood,” he smiled, pushing his glasses up. “You done working already?”
“Yep,” you said, adjusting your bag. “And I should really-”
“Could we talk for a minute?” he asked.
You hesitated before nodding. “Sure,” you said, falling in step beside him.
“You know, I actually went to the shop to buy you flowers yesterday. I was going to buy you some roses,” he smiled.
Oh, God. “You were?”
“Yeah, but you weren’t there and… It doesn’t matter,” he smiled, shoving his hands in his pockets. “But I was thinking… Maybe we could grab a coffee sometime? My treat.”
The hopeful look in his eyes made a pit form in your stomach. “Clark, I’m seeing someone,” you said, his blue eyes dimming. Hadn’t Kate said that Mrs. Crandle brought up that you were in a relationship? “It’s fairly new, and I don’t want to mess things up,” you explained, though he wasn’t owed an explanation.
“I didn’t want to believe it,” he mumbled, kicking a small rock on the sidewalk. “Well, if it’s fairly new, I'm sure you can get coffee with other people.”
“Get coffee with people? Yes. But this kind of sounds like a date, and I don’t think that’s a good idea. I’m sorry,” you said. That would feel like cheating even if you didn't consider it a date, and you weren't that kind of person.
“Then we won’t call it a date,” he grinned.
Maybe you were feeling paranoid, but there was something weird behind his smile. “You just got out of a relationship, and I don’t want to send mixed signals by agreeing to go with you.”
His smile shook a bit. “It's just a coffee.”
“Is it?” The longer he stared, the more odd things felt, and you didn’t like it. “Listen, when you find someone else to give flowers to I’d be happy to pick some out for you.”
“I don't understand.” He laughed, but it sounded bitter. “You’ve always been nice to me.”
“Well, yeah. You’ve always been kind, too, when you come into the shop.”
“Too nice for someone like Bucky Barnes,” he muttered, his smile disappearing completely.
You gaped at him, almost faltering in your step. “What did you just say?”
“I said you’re too nice for someone like Bucky Barnes,” he said louder, his ire clear as day. “You think I don’t know about his reputation? He’s dangerous, and you’re too good for him.”
“How do you know I’m dating him?” you asked. And what did he know about his reputation?
He was quiet for a moment. “Mrs. Crandle said his name, and she has no idea what kind of man he is,” he said, making you feel uneasy. “I don’t think you do either.”
Oh, you knew plenty. “I appreciate your concern, really, but it’s nothing for you to worry about.”
“Well, I do. And I just don’t see why we can’t have one cup of coffee together,” he said, flashing a smile again. “It’ll be fun.”
“Because you know I’m seeing someone,” you said. He knew it before he bumped into you, but was still pushing for you to go with him. “And I also kind of make it a rule not to date customers,” you added, stopping when you got to your building. You walked faster than you thought.
“Well, rules should have exceptions, right? And if Bucky cared so much, where is he? Why wasn’t he waiting to pick you up and take you home?” he pressed, his eyes narrowing when you dug into your purse. “Maybe he doesn’t care about you as much as you think.”
Your next breath came out shaky. He hadn’t raised his voice at you, but you didn’t appreciate the third degree, or the implication that Bucky didn’t care. “Because he’s a busy man who sometimes works both days and nights. I don’t expect him to drop everything just to take me home.”
“If you took a chance on me, you’d never have to worry about things like that.”
You were starting to feel nauseous. “Well, sometimes I like the quiet after the bustle of the shop, so walking helps me decompress. And I can't take a chance on you when I’m seeing someone else.” Why was he being so pushy?
He took a small step closer. “You know, it’s dangerous to walk home alone.”
You took a step back, your keys between your fingers. “You’re right about that,” you agreed. The only reason you did so today was to take back a little control, which didn’t seem so smart now.
“I can start walking you home if you want,” he smiled, towering over you. Was he always so imposing? “When’s your next shift?”
You managed a smile in return, but it was extremely forced. “Clark, that’s really not necessary, but thank you for the offer. Enjoy the rest of your day.”
He gently took your arm when you turned toward the door, worry crawling up your spine when his hand tightened a fraction. You suddenly wish you had Bucky or Ray around. “I really don’t mind.”
“My boyfriend will mind, and I’m sure you can understand that. So it’s a no on the coffee and the walks home,” you said gently but firmly, pulling your arm back and rubbing the spot where Clark grabbed you. He wasn’t listening. It somehow felt worse than Bucky and you couldn’t pinpoint why. Was it because Clark tried to act nice? “It’s been a long few days, and I’m going to get some rest. Have a nice day, okay?”
His eyes narrowed again, but it was his chilling smile that unnerved you. “I’m sure I'll see you again soon. We’ll have to get that coffee,” he said, walking off before you could say another word.
You rushed into the building once he was out of sight, your hands shaking. It may have been from the confrontation or the combination of everything. Maybe Clark was just lonely and latched on a bit because you were nice. Hadn't Bucky done something similar?
But if Clark wanted to see you, why hadn't he just gone into the shop if he knew you were working?
Double checking your locks once you were in your apartment, you took a breath and stared at your phone once you sat down. You had to talk to Bucky. He answered within a few seconds of you calling.
“Kotyonok, is everything okay?” he asked, sounding both happy and concerned to hear from you.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t it be?” you asked, hearing a few other men speaking in the background.
“Because you’re calling me and not texting. And you sound a little off. What’s wrong?”
“Everything’s fine,” you lied. How did he recognize that you felt off? “I just wanted you to know that the assistant manager changed my shift, so I went home early.”
“Wait, you’re already home?” he asked. The background noise suddenly stopped. “Did you get a cab? Please tell me you didn’t walk back to your place.”
“…Fine, I won’t tell you that.”
Bucky let out an impressive string of curse words as you pulled the phone away from your ear. “That’s not safe. You know it isn’t,” he hissed, but you knew he wasn’t actually angry with you. Just the situation. And bumping into Clark today and Zemo the day before, he had a bit of a point. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you? Because I said it may not be a good idea to go out with your friends.”
You closed your eyes. He was not going to make you feel bad. “I just needed a breather, okay? And I made it home just fine.”
“But did you? How do I know someone didn’t follow you?” he asked. Clark’s face flashed in your mind when you stayed quiet. “…Kotyonok, did someone follow you?”
“No one followed me that I know of,” you said. You really didn't have any idea. “But… I did bump into Clark. He was in the neighborhood.”
“Clark? That guy from the shop who tried to give you flowers just happened to be in your neighborhood when I wasn't around?” he asked, fury seeping into his tone as you winced.
“I… I’m sure it was a coincidence,” you said. Placating him in this wasn’t going to work, but you had to try.
“That isn’t a fucking coincidence and we both know it. Did he say anything? Try anything?”
You shut your eyes. It would be like ripping off a band-aid. “He asked me to go get a cup of coffee with him, but I told him I was seeing someone.”
He chuckled humorlessly. “He asked you out?” he asked, making you shift in your seat. “Why the fuck do I not have a file on him yet?!” he snapped at someone in the background.
“I’m working on it, boss!” you heard someone promise. “Should I call-”
“No. I’ll call him myself,” Bucky growled.
Who was he talking about? “Bucky, it’s okay. The guy asked me out and I said no,” you assured him. You weren't going to go out with Clark. “I’m sure women throw themselves at you every day and you turn them down.”
“They don't ‘bump’ into me in my neighborhood. And had you told me you were leaving early, I could’ve made sure this guy didn’t go anywhere near you. I don’t even want him near your shop until I know more about him,” he said, his anger not lessening. “If he tries anything, I will tear him apart piece by fucking piece,” he promised you, the intensity in his tone making your throat go dry.
“That isn’t necessary,” you whispered.
He sighed. “Why would you deliberately put yourself in a spot like this just to prove a point? Be pissed at me, I can take that, but do not risk your safety,” he said, adding in a quieter voice, “I couldn’t take it if something happened to you.”
You bit the inside of your cheek, hating how guilty you felt, how worried he sounded on your behalf. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to worry you,” you said. It was stubborn and dumb on your part, and now you were afraid that Bucky really would try to cancel your day out tomorrow. You couldn’t let him. “I’ll make it up to you, okay?”
“Make it up to me?” he asked. That seemed to get his attention. “How are you going to do that?”
“I’ll…” you began, steadying yourself. Natasha said you had power, and maybe you’d have to test that sooner than you expected. “Stay at your place tonight.”
You could hear a pin drop from the quiet. “You’ll stay the night?” he asked, his voice moving like lava through your veins.
“Yes,” you whispered, hammering the nail in the coffin.
“Give me two hours and I'll come get you,” he said, his voice strained, eager. “Be ready.”
“I will be.”
God, you hoped you knew what you were doing.
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Oh, Clark. He's a problem now, isn't he? What do we think Ray told Bucky? And what's going to happen when you spend the night? Love and thanks for reading! ❤️
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ladyofthehightower · 2 days ago
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Leaving Driftmark discourse in 2024...
... but i still have two more days to speak my mind, so i will.
Long post, but do bare with me.
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One of my biggest issues with HoTD discourse is how moments like everything that goes down at Driftmark are treated. The events—from Aemond claiming Vhagar to Alicent's knife attack—aren’t standalone; they’re deeply rooted in the show's prior dynamics. But people loooove to ignore that!
SO. For the last time, before we leave it behind in 2024, let's discuss Driftmark, and everything that led up to it.
Let's start with Aemond, as we only have one previous episode to go through for him.
We learn that Aemond is being bullied by Aegon and his nephews, mainly for not having a dragon. But we can assume that his bullying has been going on for a while, and goes beyond the dragon, judging on scenes/dialogue in the episode (we have Viserys and Alicent discussing it, Alicent confronting Aegon about it, and of course Alicent comforting Aemond. We also have the training scene in the courtyard).
We can easily assume that his lack of a dragon is a big source of insecurity, as he literally risks his life to remedy it. It must be especially difficult that Jace and Luke have dragons, as Aemond knows they aren't "true" Targaryens. It's unclear to what extent, but we can assume that Alicent and/or Aegon have been talking to Aemond about Jace and Luke being bastards. I mean, it is pretty clear to see, but the animosity comes from somewhere.
In s1e7, at the funeral, Aemond tries to approach Jace, but doesn't when Jace ultimately return Aemond's attempt to reconcile or comfort.
Now Alicent!
Let's think! Looking at episode 1-7, strictly from Alicent's perspective, completely ignoring "factual truth" and other character's views and opinions- Just kidding! We don't even have to think at all! Because Alicent tells us, with words, why she is upset with Rhaenyra!
What have I done but what was expected of me? Forever upholding the kingdom, the family, the law. While you flout all to do as you please. Where is duty? Where is sacrifice? It's trampled under your pretty foot again. And now you take my son's eye, and to even that, you feel entitled.
Essentially from s1e2 forward, Alicent watches as Rhaenyra get's away with anything and everything, while Alicent suffers at the hand of her father and her husband. It does not matter what it is, Viserys seems blind to Rhaenyra's faults. Alicent is jealous of the freedom she sees Rhaenyra enjoy, of the crimes she gets away with. It's clear that Visery's only priority is Rhaenyra, he cares little for his children with Alicent, which is of course very frustrating.
Alicent loses all her happiness because she does her duty. While Rhaenyra gains all of hers from ignoring it.
Let's then look at s1e7, Driftmark, THE moment.
Aemond claims Vhaegar, a huge feat for a child. He risks his life for it! Is it insensitive? Yes. Laena has just been buried, Baela and Rhaena are mourning. But what Aemond did was not a crime, it was a child being insensitive at most.
Luke, Jace, Baela and Rheana (with a knife) go to intercept whoever claimed Vhaegar, and they find Aemond: Luke and Jace's bully victim. It's a 4v1 where they're all on top of Aemond at one point, punching him. Aemond rises a stone to Luke, but lowers it. Jace pulls a knife, tries to attack Aemond. Aemond rises the rock to Jace, but does nothing, which is when Luke attacks with the knife.
After this, we watch as Alicent, heartbroken, demands justice for her son's lost eye. Is she wrong to demand an eye for an eye? Yes. They are all children, and demanding an eye from a child is crazy, but in that moment, Alicent is crazy. Because no one cares! Her son lost an eye, and somehow the discussion is about Rhaenyra and her children being insulted? Aemond lost an eye, and now Rhaenyra wants him sharply questioned? I think any mother who loves her children, who has never strayed from the path of duty while watching someone ignore it and get away with it for 20 years, would go crazy when her son is maimed and the conversation shifts to someone else, making her son's attackers out to be the victims.
I think it's also pretty clear that Alicent runs for Rhaenyra, not Luke. She has her knife raised high, she is looking at Rhaenyra who his in front of Luke. I don't genuinely think Alicent was trying to harm Luke, but more so Rhaenyra, who is the actual source of her pain in that moment.
ANYWAY.
That's what I had to say. To understand Driftmark, both how Alicent and Aemond act (and why I disagree when I see people blame the fight on Aemond), we have to look at the previous episodes, and we have to be able to see things from Alicent's and Aemond's perspectives too.
Like Viserys, the fandoms very easily sides with Rhaenyra and tends to overlook all other perspectives. Which is why I ignored her perspective in this post. But I will say, how she acts is incredibly smart. With her "thank you, father", she actively drives Alicent to lash out, to appear crazy, in order to discredit her. She knows which buttons to push.
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midnight-mourning · 3 days ago
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Icy Sights
❄️❄️Midnight's DCA December Day 22❄️❄️
really enjoyed this one, been a bit since I went ice skating and was fun to write about the boys giving it a shot (and failing miserably), hope you enjoy!
Prompt: please take the bots ice skating. I feel like they would be awkward as hell but they'd really want to try. or sun would? who knows about moon lol bonus points for y/n being decent enough to hold the boys' hands and steady them while skating backwards or something, if not good enough to show off with some tricks.
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You open the front door, cold hitting your face immediately. Following this a flurry of something rushing past you, hurrying out to your car. 
Collecting your senses again, you see Sun buzzing by the passenger door, hopping up and down. 
"Come on, Sunshine! Let's go!"
You chuckle. "Alright, alright, at least let me lock the front door first."
The temperatures had drop drastically in your area, meaning not only was there bountiful amounts of snow, but additionally, it was cold enough for things to freeze. Including the nearby lake. And when your bots had found this out, they were immediately begging for you to take them skating. 
So here you were, driving out of town in the direction of the frozen body of water, two pairs of skates and the attendant in tow. 
It's a pleasant ride, the car toasty and comforting as town fades away, being replaced by tall pines. The landscape is nothing but white and green, bits of snow falling here and there but nothing overtly steady. 
Sun fiddles with the radio, looking for the exact right Christmas song to be playing. 
"How much do you two know about ice skating, anyhow?" You ask, slowing down for a moment as a doe and her fawn cross the road. "I know you've roller-skated, but this is a little different."
Sun watches the deer with awe, face pressed to the glass long after you've passed them. "We've watched roughly 142 videos about it now! So it should be a piece of cake!"
"Watching isn't exactly the same as doing." You chuckle. "But I'm sure you'll catch on quick."
You arrive at the lake, parking under some trees where the snow is thinner. Sparing a glance, you see it's fairly empty. There's two fisherman well out on the ice—thus ensuring you that it's more than thick enough—but beyond that there's not a soul. Sun's already out of the car and rushing down to the shore before you've even turned the vehicle off, and you can't help the laughter that erupts from you because of it. 
When you finally get out on the ice, you aren't sure what to expect. You let Sun finish lacing up his skates, choosing to take a moment to remember how to skate after so long. You glide out onto the ice, going about fifty yards before coming to a stop, feeling good about yourself. 
You decide to try a few tricks, gaining momentum again to do a couple spins, and even skating backwards for a few moments. You—to your delighted surprise—nailed them all. Still got it.
With a grin you turn around to call out to Sun, only to have to cover your mouth to keep from laughing.
Sun was just a few feet out onto the ice, arms out in front of him and legs shakier than a newborn fawn. A few seconds later your giggles turn to wide eyed surprise as his feet suddenly goes out from under him and he falls flat on his face. 
You quickly skate back to him in a rush. "Sun! Oh my gosh are you okay?"
"Just fine, Starlight!" Though his shaky thumbs up implies otherwise. 
You bend down to help him back up, keeping hands on him until he's standing and steady again. "Sorry, I should have been over here, just got a bit excited to be out on the ice."
"Oh no, no, it's okay! You were, amazing." Sun says, hints of awe in his words. 
Heat blooms across your cheeks. "I don't know about that. I was just trying to see what I could remember, honestly." You shake your head. "Here, let's take it slow, I'll guide beside you and when you're ready you let me know, okay?"
Sun nods, and you shift your hold on him to just hovering by his arms. "Now, keep your knees just a little bent, yeah just like that. And you just kinda push off with one foot, than the other. Really, you're balancing on one foot most of the time. Does that make sense?"
Sun hums, and the two of you continue on, moving slow, but steady. Bit by bit he picks up a little speed. 
"There you go! You're doing amazing, Sunny." You smile, peeking up to him. 
His rays spin, but his focus remains forward, determined. "Okay, I think I'm ready!"
"Great! I'm gonna back off now. Just keep doing what you're doing." You shift away, still skating along beside him just a bit further away. 
Sun continues to skate for a bit, shaky every so often but stays on his feet. "I'm doing it, I'm really doing it! Look at me Sunshine I'm—" He turns to you, and then immediately loses his balance, falling once more. He starts to get back up again after a moment. "I'm okay..."
This goes on several more times over the next few hours. But, regardless of you insistent that he can and should take a break, he refuses. So, you end up spending lunch watching him out on the ice, trying your best to be encouraging from the sidelines. 
Besides just trying to skate, he begs you to teach him any and all the tricks you know, even the more complex ones that require more experience.
You feel bad for the bot, because you can tell he's trying his best, but this is his first time, he can't expect to pick it up immediately. Not to mention how nervous he obviously is, why else would his hands tremble as he holds yours, while you guide him around, skating backwards so you can chat. 
The stutter in his tone, the way his rays flick side to side. The way he won't always meet your gaze as you try to give words of encouragement or praise. 
It comes to a head as the day starts to turn to night, the stringed lights the line the perimeter of the lake beginning to come on. You'll admit, you're tired, and that's likely the cause of the incident. After being on the ice all day long, it's hard not to be, but you'd been so determined to make sure they enjoyed the day that you'd push your feelings to the side. 
It'd been a slight misstep, you'd been trying to turn with the two of you and hit a skip in the ice. Not reacting at first, you skid, and it's too late to correct course, you fall forward, pushing Sun into falling back. You land on top of him with a muffled groan and an apology. 
After a moment's rest, you push up, eyes meeting his. 
"Sorry." You say again. "Lost my focus."
Sun's hand comes up to your cheek, caressing it. "It's okay. You're tired. We should have stopped a while ago. I'm sorry."
"No! No it's been fun. I'm just sorry you've been so nervous all day, I wish I'd been able to provide you more support." 
"Nervous? What—" He stops, and starts to laugh. "Sunshine, I'll admit I was fluster, but not because I was afraid of falling. I'd been wanting to impress you, we both were. But you're um, encouragement was a bit... distracting."
It takes a moment, but then your face flushes with embarrassment. "Ah. Sorry. Again."
Sun sits up slightly, pressing his smile to your lips. "No need to apologize. I'm more than content to end up like this, truthfully."
You share a giggle, and a few more kisses before you get up again. 
Because there's only a little light left in the day, you wait until it's dark enough for Moon to at least try and skate before considering heading home. 
He's a little better at it than Sun, but only slightly. You think it's cute how hard he's concentrating, trying to not fall nearly as many times. 
"You're doing pretty well, Moon-man." You say as you skate beside him, taking in the night air and the light of the moon above you. It's peaceful, serene. 
He shushes you, though teasingly. "No distractions, Star."
You huff. Then, get an idea. 
You skate over to in front of him, keep pacing as you lean forward just a tad. 
"I just wanted to give you a compliment. You are doing great." There's a small smirk on your lips. "And handsome, have I told you you're handsome yet today?"
Moon chuckles, then starts to pick up speed, reaching out for you. "That's it, you're in trouble now."
"Noooo." You laugh, also speeding up so you can get away. 
You spend the rest of the night chasing each other around the ice, laughing all the while. You're going to be sore tomorrow, but it's not anything some cuddling and a warm drink can't fix. For this, it's worth it.
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Thank you @juukai for the request!! loved writing the scenery for this one, very cozy and fun ^-^
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ofironandivory · 18 hours ago
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Sorry you were assaulted as a kid (me too babe, genuinely sending so much love and healing) but I do not understand why that gives you a pass to sexualize minors. I know they’re not real and that’s the whole point but why would you want to be even remotely similar to the monsters who hurt you? /genq
Please don't call me babe, I don't know you.
Because I'm not hurting anyone.
If you already know and understand that the characters I like aren't real people, like you yourself said, then you already understand that I am not causing any harm similar to what my abusers put me through, otherwise you are simply a hypocrite.
Fictional characters are simply part of a narrative to push the story into its proper tracks. They have no consciousness, they have no emotion, they have no sapience or sentience.
If you sketch something, dislike it and crumple up the paper to throw it away, you shouldn't be treated like a murderer or a torturer, so why should I be treated like an abuser when I'm not creating victims or giving anyone trauma?
I simply allow myself to love whichever characters I like, because of their story and personality. What I or my self inserts do to said characters has no real impact on the canonical events taken place in their source.
So regardless of what I portray myself or my characters doing to other fictional characters, it will have no impact on their story and leave no everlasting scar and trauma like real abuse left me with.
It's genuinely disrespectful that this is even an argument made by your lot in the first place.
Instead of judging fellow victims over how they go about enjoying their preferred media, try to figure out where your judgement stems from.
Remove yourself from the puritanical mindset that; just because someone is a survivor of sexual based trauma, they can't find comfort or catharsis through fiction that you personally find disturbing. Mind your business.
Not all victims will cope in the same way you do and that is okay, so long as no real people are getting harmed because of it.
As for having other people judge me over it; let them. I'm not here to please everyone, even if I wanted to I never could, so if they have incorrect assumptions about me it simply means they couldn't be bothered to know the truth about me. That's not my problem to deal with.
I hope you can make use of the upcoming new year so you can better yourself as a person, and allow those of us just trying to go through life however we can to do just that without your bitter judgement and self entitlement. Have the day you deserve.
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multifandoms27-blog · 2 days ago
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Hey! I saw your poll on Dungeon Meshi fanfics and wanted to ask if you could write a little fluffy something about fem reader x Laios? Idk, maybe they’re forced to share a sleeping bag in the dungeon and end up cuddling or kissing or something like that? I’m really desperate for some Laios fluff because all the ffs I found so far are really smutty haha. Anyway, hope you’re doing well and thanks for taking the time to read this <3
OHHH MY GOD MY FIRST DUNGEON MESHI REQUEST LETS GOOOO
Content: Laios Touden x Fem!Reader
Warnings: None
Notes: I haven't written something in months so sorry if this is weird!!! This is also my first time writing Laios so please excuse me if he's OOC
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Today had been awful for you. Laios had gotten your party into a bunch of trouble today with monsters. First, a giant man-eating plant cocooned you and Marcille, leaving the boys to have to save you two. Then, a slime dropped on your head, ruining your clothes and sleeping bag. Then finally, as you were washing your traveling clothes and sleeping bag, fucking Laios ran past you while chasing after a walking mushroom, splashing mud onto your new clean clothes.
You had yelled out in frustration when Laios had ran past you, causing him to stop and turn around and lose the mushroom.
"(Y/n)? What's wrong?" He asked.
"You wanna know what's wrong, Laios?! This whole day! It all sucks! There's no way I'll be able to wash and dry my sleeping bag and my traveling clothes by morning now!" You yelled, pointing between the tall man and your dirty laundry.
Laios blinked a few times, the gears turning in his head. "I have a solution."
"What, Laios? What could you possibly have? It's not like you have a machine that can wash and dry these in, oh I don't know, two hours?" You were incredibly frustrated.
"Well, no, but...I can give up my sleeping bag and some of my clothes for you." Laios spoke sheepishly.
All at once, your anger dissipated. "Wait, Laios, no. I'm just frustrated at today. You don't need to give me anything at all."
"Well, it's been my fault all this stuff happened to you anyway," Laios rubbed the back of his neck. "Let me just do this for you."
Blinking a few times yourself, you weighed your options. Laios was the party leader. He needed his rest and proper clothing in order to function in this dungeon. But, did you really want to sleep on the dirty floor and dirty yourself and another pair of clothes? Sighing, you nodded.
"Fine. But that doesn't mean I feel good about you sleeping on the ground."
"Who said I was sleeping on the ground?" Laios scratched his cheek softly.
You paused and stared up at him. He gave you a soft smile and a hopeful look. Probably hoping you'd still say yes, now knowing what you know.
"What...wait...aren't...isn't your sleeping bag for one?" You stuttered.
"Well yeah, but I figure if we sleep on our sides, we'll act like one whole person and it'll be fine!" Laios grinned.
Your heart began to thump wildly in your chest. Sharing a sleeping bag...with Laios...in front of the group...you'd never hear the end of it! Maybe Senshi would leave you alone, but Marcille and Chilchuck would definitely tease you and ask about your feelings for Laios.
Feelings...you had some for Laios, but you never got the chance to give it a label. You didn't know if it was a one-off feeling, or a big fat crush on the blond tall man in front of you.
"Hello? Earth to (Y/n)?" Laios waves his hand in front of your face.
Blinking a few times, you sigh. "Alright, we can share a sleeping bag."
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The rest of the day came and went, with your clothes being hung up to dry through the night. Everybody got in their sleeping bags aside from Senshi, who had first watch tonight. Laios got in his bag and laid on his side, keeping the other side open and looking up at you with such hopeful eyes.
"Wait, (Y/n), if your sleeping bag is drying, where are you going to sleep?" Marcille asked, snug in her sleeping bag.
"She's sleeping with me." Laios stated matter-of-factly.
Silence fell over the camp, until Marcille and Chilchuck screamed "WHAT?!"
Senshi however, pat Laios' head. "Good job finally gaining some courage, Laios."
"Wha- Senshi!" Laios blushed, waving the dwarf off. "Come on, (Y/n), it's warm in here."
Taking a deep breath in and out, you walked towards him and got into the bag next to him, making sure to face him. "There...are you happy?"
"The happiest."
Laios then leaned forward and gave you a peck on the forehead. Your face went beet red, steam blowing out of your ears. Marcille and Chilchuck both screamed again, then began calling Laios things like pervert, and demanding Marcille share a sleeping bag with you instead.
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After everyone calmed down, and gone to bed (except Senshi), you thought Laios was asleep. Your own eyes were closed, but you could barely sleep with how hard your heart was pumping in your chest. The sleeping bag was snug, it forced Laios to wrap his arms around your body.
You kept thinking about his forehead kiss earlier. Did he like you? Did you like him? Or was he doing that to try to help you feel better? He wasn't the greatest at social cues...
"(Y/n)?" Laios whispered. "You still awake?"
"...Yeah." You opened your eyes to see him already staring at you.
"What're you thinking about?"
"Honestly? The way you kissed me earlier." You explained.
Laios smiled and leaned in a little closer. "Want me to do it again?"
"Where is this confidence coming from?" You asked.
"Well...I just...saw an opportunity and took it. See, it's kind of like cooking monsters. You have to find the right temperature to cook it, find the right about of time to cook it as well, find the-" Laios was interrupted...
...by you leaning in and kissing him softly on the mouth. You were sure of your feelings for Laios now. You had a big crush on the blond tall man.
Laios was surprised, but moved one of his hands to the back of your head, pulling you in impossibly closer. Slowly, you both pulled away, looking each other in the eyes deeply.
"(Y/n)..." Laios whispered.
"Laios..." You whispered.
"Laios." Chilchuck warned. "I can hear everything."
"Laios," Senshi walked up to the bag. "Your turn on watch."
The blond man sighs and carefully maneuvers out of the sleeping bag, but as he gets out, his foot gets caught on the hoop that closes the sleeping bag and entirely rips it down the side. You and him look at each other before you sheepishly speak up.
"Guess we'll be using mine for a while." You sighed.
Laios gave you a smile and longingly held his hand out. "I'll be back for you. Sleep well."
"I can attempt." You chuckle, finally settling in for the night.
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cassiebones · 3 days ago
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Happy birthday to @imyouraziraphale and here is your bday ficlet
Agatha hated her mother. It had taken her quite a while to admit that to herself, let alone aloud to the only person who may have had an equal hatred for Evanora Harkness: Rio Vidal.
Agatha had spent her entire life trying to earn her mother's love, watching the other children in her coven receive their mothers' love so freely and openly. Agatha was envious of them from the beginning, glaring at them as a small child, watching as they held their mothers' hands and received hugs and kisses that Agatha never got from Evanora.
Instead, she received whacks on her behind. She received sharp-tongued insults and admonishments for...well, she often didn't know what she had done wrong, but she always replied with the same four words: "I can be good!" Her mother scoffed at those words, but Agatha still tried. She wanted to be good so badly. For her mother.
Whom she loved.
But then her mother had tried to have her executed and Agatha had to confront the fact that, while she had loved her mother, her mother had not loved her.
It still took a decade to really come to terms with it. It took another decade before Agatha realized that she did not love her mother at all. She loathed her. She was happy that she was dead, rather than relief, which had been her first reaction despite her guilt at the killing.
Rio was right there with her, hating her mother. She had watched Agatha's execution, staying silent with the knowledge of what was about to happen. It hadn't been Agatha's time; Rio knew that. She grinned when all eight of the witches blasted Agatha with their magic, silencing her begging for mercy. She knew what was about to happen and she thrilled at the power this young witch had. She was practically salivating.
The blue rays turned to purple and Agatha's eyes widened in shock as she involuntarily drained the other witches of their magic, of the lives. Her eyes widened further as the euphoria of siphoning hit her, the relief that came with it. She released her hands from their bindings and faced her mother head on, though she was once again begging for mercy. Mercy that a mother should not be begged for.
"Please!" Agatha had said. "I can be good!"
"No," Evanora said, sighing as if the information disappointed her, "you cannot." She blasted Agatha again, apparently learning absolutely nothing from what had just happened before her very eyes, and had her powers almost instantly drained by her daughter.
Imbecile.
Rio continued to watch Agatha as the young woman stumbled away from the stake, walking toward her mother's body, her chin angled up (though she couldn't truly hide the tears in her eyes) as she leaned down, snatching her mother's locket. Then she flew off like some kind of beautiful bird, leaving Rio gazing after her in awe.
"Who are you?" Rio jumped then glared at the spirit of Evanora Harkness, who was glaring at her with her hands on her hips.
"I am Death," Rio growled at her. "I have come to take you to-"
"You aren't taking me anywhere," Evanora huffed. "I cannot leave this earth until that evil girl has been sent straight to hell, where she belongs!"
"She's not the one who has a spot reserved in hell," Rio huffed, leaning closer. Evanora's eyes practically filled with fire as she refused to move from her spot above her own body.
Rio just rolled her eyes, turning to the other spirits floating around, trying to ignore their wails as they lamented not only the loss of their own lives, but the fear and devastation their children must soon feel once they learned of their deaths.
At least there were some good mothers in this coven, Rio thought bitterly as she collected their souls, ignoring their pleas for more time and protection for their young children. She led them to the other side, ignoring Evanora, who stayed back as she preferred to stay a ghost (Rio hated ghosts, the stubborn bastards), and quickly returned to the land of the living, seeking out the powerful young witch.
She found her sitting beneath a tree by the river, looking out at the water as she played with the locket she'd taken off her own mother's body. As Rio watched her from behind a neighboring tree, she looked down at the locket, glaring at it for a moment, then made as if to toss it into the water....then she didn't. Instead, she placed it into her pocket, then pulled her knees up to her chest, then buried her face into her skirts and sobbed.
Rio felt something in that moment, in her chest. It felt...uncomfortable, beating out a rhythm against her ribcage. She placed her skeletal hand against her chest and closed her eyes, listening. She had heard this sound before. It sounded like...a heartbeat.
That was impossible, though. Death had no heart. Where could that be coming from, though? What could it be if not a heart? Like humans had.
She looked back up at the girl, who rested her chin on her folded arms, her blue eyes deep as the ocean as she stared out at the river, tears still falling down soft, beautiful cheeks. She was so beautiful...
"Show yourself," her voice said, suddenly. "I can hear you breathing. You might as well come out of hiding."
"I do not breathe," Rio huffed. Well, okay, that was a breath. But that was atypical for her. She schooled her features, putting on the visage of a girl approximately this one's age, and stepped out of the shadows.
The girl's eyes widened at the sight of her, her cheeks turning pink. Rio felt the rhythm of her new heart pick up in response. The girl stood as Rio approached her. Up close, she was even more gorgeous than Rio had first thought. She was the most beautiful human that Rio had ever seen (and she'd been around since the very first humans died, so that was truly saying something).
Her hair was long and dark brown, a contrast to the bright blue eyes. Her skin was almost as pale as the moonlight, but her cheeks were still pink, showing her the proof of the heart that pumped in her chest, the blood that ran through her veins. She was still pulsing with the power of eight witches, plus her own. She seemed to glow with it.
Rio swallowed thickly at the sight of her. She'd never had to swallow before. She was not human, not bound by human rules and impulses, but being this close to this woman...she felt distinctly human.
"Who are you?" she asked once Rio was just a few feet away. Rio paused in her steps when she saw the other girl's hands glow purple with her magic.
"I've had many names," Rio said, "over the years. Many have been unkind, but some have been...respectful." She shrugged. "You, however," she smiled at Agatha, softly, "may call me Rio."
"Rio." Oh, Rio's chosen name sounded absolutely musical on her tongue. Her lips wrapped around it perfectly.
"And what is yours?" Rio asked, tilting her head to the side, offering her another grin.
"Agatha," she said, but she offered no surname.
"Agatha," Rio echoed. "Beautiful."
The flush on Agatha's cheeks deepened and spread to the tips of her ears, sending a thrill through Rio. She loved being the one to elicit this reaction from such a beautiful human. She wanted to do it again. And again. And again and again and again.
Until the very end of time.
"Why are you here?" Agatha asked, her voice trying for firm but ending up a little shaky. "What has brought you to my covens' land?"
The coven had set up cabins around the lake just outside Salem. They were close enough that they could go to the markets for food and other materials they might need, but far enough that they could perform spells without alerting the townspeople. These were dangerous times for witches, after all.
"Death," Rio said, simply. Agatha's face blanched, all color leaving her at once. "Not yours, obviously," Rio said. "But there are about eight other corpses in a circle about..." She turned in the direction of the stake, which she could not see through the thicket of trees, "a mile that way. Good job, by the-"
When she turned back, Agatha was running away, her hands sparking purple at her sides, refusing to carry her in flight. Rio rolled her eyes and snapped her fingers, appearing in Agatha's path. Agatha did not react quickly enough to stop and ended up nearly knocking Rio over instead. Rio was sturdy, though, and was able to stay upright. She grasped Agatha's arms, holding onto her as she attempted to run away again.
"Please stop," Rio sighed. "I am not going to hurt you."
"Lies! You will tell the townspeople! I will be tried as a witch!"
"Are you not one?" Rio snorted. "You could have fooled me."
"What do you want from me?" Agatha hissed, still struggling.
"I want to teach you," Rio said, remembering Agatha's pleas from before. Agatha stopped struggling and Rio smiled. "I want to help you. I want you to take more power."
"Take more...why?" Agatha asked, furrowing her brow. "Why would I take the power of others? I've killed them!"
"I saw," Rio said, giving her an almost unhinged grin, it was so excited. "I liked it. It makes my job that much easier."
"Your...job?" Agatha looked Rio up and down, not quite understanding. Rio sighed, closing her eyes as she shifted her features. She didn't open her eyes again. She didn't want to see Agatha's reaction.
Humans had always been put off by Rio's skull-like features. They had screamed and ran and pleaded for her not to hurt them. Agatha had run even from Rio's most attractive visage, so how would she react to--
She felt the fingers brush against her jaw and her eyes opened immediately, staring into wide blue ones. Agatha's gaze was soft as it traced over every ridge and line of Rio's skull, her thumbs brushing over the ridge of her cheekbones. Rio felt hot under her touch, grateful that her skull could not blush lest she be found out.
"Magnificent," Agatha breathed. Rio leaned into her touch, feeling her heartbeat quicken again. Her eyes fluttered closed as she inhaled deeply. Rio's hold on Agatha loosened, but the other woman did not move away. Instead, she stepped closer, her fingers now running over the place where Rio's lips would have been. "So beautiful," she breathed, her eyes going wide and cheeks going pink as if she hadn't meant to say those words aloud.
"You, too," Rio replied, softly, lifting one skeletal hand to cup Agatha's cheek. The other woman gasped slightly, but she too leaned into the touch.
It was that moment that made Rio certain that she would do anything to protect Agatha Harkness, at all costs.
And she did.
For decades, she held Agatha through her night terrors, rocking with her in her lap, pressing kisses to her cheeks and her forehead and her nose and anywhere she could reach as she assured Agatha that she was not evil and that her mother could not get to her. She taught Agatha everything she could about magic, collecting spells for her to place in her own journal, watching in awe as Agatha mastered each one. She watched from a safe distance as Agatha lured powerful witches to her with promises she never intended to keep, collecting their bodies with a smile and a kiss to her love's lips as she ferried their souls.
She proposed to Agatha next to the lake where they first met, pledging her very existence to Agatha, all her love and devotion pouring from her heart. Agatha accepted this proposal by knocking Rio to the ground, placing kisses all over her face, then her neck, then lower.
They married there later that week, neither able to wait much longer to entwine their souls.
Rio vowed to protect Agatha from anything and everything that might do her true harm. She sealed that vow with a kiss that took Agatha's breath away as well as her own.
Over three hundred years later, that still had not changed.
"Leave her," Evanora's ghost said, an evil smile spreading across her lips, "with me."
Agatha's eyes immediately widened with fear as she looked down at her mother. Rio's body flushed with rage, her hand gripping her knife more tightly.
"No!" she growled. "No way!"
She felt Agatha's gaze snap toward her.
"A minute ago, you were ready to slit her throat!" Jennifer Kale (annoying ass bitch that she was) exclaimed.
It's called foreplay, Jennifer!
"Yeah, well," Rio said, still glaring at Evanora, "her mother can't have her!" Over Rio's dead body.
And Rio was Death, so...
Agatha started to descend the steps, eyes locked on Rio, shock and awe in her tear-filled gaze. Rio's eyes softened on hers for a moment before returning her glare full-force to Evanora, who floated toward her. Rio adjusted her stance, unafraid.
This bitch...
She didn't know how to get rid of ghosts. If she did, the world would be rid of each and every phantom that had ever existed. But she'd be damned if she let this particular spooky bitch near her wife.
Not a chance in hell.
So she surged toward Evanora, brandishing her knife. Weapons were typically useless against those with incorporeal forms, but Rio was Death and this blade in her hand, however changed it was by the Maximoff abomination, was still forged for Death, so it must be able to do something, right?
Evanora must have thought so because she moved back, away from Rio as she pointed said knife straight at her, marching forward, ready to slit her throat now (in a very not foreplay way, for the record).
"You are making a mistake!" Evanora cried out, her voice not quite as strong as before. "She will kill you all!"
"Leave!" Rio boomed, using her Death voice. "Go back to hell where you came from, bitch!"
"You--" Evanora tried.
"Leave!" Rio raised the knife above her head and Evanora faded away in a matter of seconds. Her body heaved with her heavy breaths, her glared still fixed on the spot where Evanora had been.
"Rio," a voice gasped next to her. Rio turned, eyes wide, as Agatha surged into her, hugging her again like she had the night before. Rio wrapped her tightly in her arms, squeezing her tight. She felt a few sobs from Agatha's body, but they were so light so as to not be noticed by anybody else. She pressed a kiss to Agatha's temple as she pulled back, cupping her love's cheeks, swiping away the tears on Agatha's skin with her thumb. "You...why did you...?"
"I told you that I'd always protect you, didn't I?" Rio replied, her lips curving up in a tiny smile. "It was part of our vows."
"Your vows!?" Alice exclaimed.
"You two are married?" Lilia asked.
"Of course Agatha would be married to the creepy bitch," Jen huffed.
"Guys, time is running out!" Teen said, pointing at his watch.
"Go say goodbye then," Rio huffed, motioning to the Ouija Board as she continued to hold her wife in her arms. Agatha melted against her body, pressing her face into Rio's shoulder. Rio sheathed her knife and ran her fingers through the tangle of Agatha's curls. Wow, she really liked this hairstyle on her. She wanted to see more of it, for sure.
The rest of the group used the Ouija Board to spell out goodbye, but Agatha and Rio stayed holding one another. Rio pressed a kiss to Agatha's cheek. Agatha pulled back and kissed her lips, running her hands through Rio's hair like she'd done for decades. Rio held her wrists, as she had always done.
"Gross," she heard Jen Kale huff behind her. "Quit making out; the trial is over. We can leave."
Rio didn't stop kissing her wife. But she did take one of her hands off of Agatha's wrist to flip Jen the bird.
Agatha kissed her harder for that.
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Hello my friends
So. It's been five years, give or take. There was a worldwide pandemic, I got two and a half-ish degrees, I got diagnosed with epilepsy, I lost my dad and my grandpa, I worked various jobs, international politics have been nothing short of awful for a long time now... Yeah. It's been stressful, the whole time I was writing What I'm Looking For.
And in all this time, in between all of that, working on this massive project has been a comfort that I can't even begin to describe. This was something I could dive into when I was at my worst, in all this time, even when it felt like this series was the only thing that I was doing well. It was something that kept me going and that I'm proud of having finished.
Having said this much, I don't want to make some stupid kind of speech about being done with posting now. For most people, this is probably not as big a deal as it is for me. But I totally will make this a speech, because I have some things to say that mean too much to me to leave them unsaid.
You may already know that I first started writing These City Walls as an excercise to practice writing dialogue. At the time, a lot of what I did came from a place of frustration, with myself and especially with the MCU. But the more I worked on it, the more I realised that this fanfic stuff wasn't going to be a one-time thing, and I'm glad I decided to make this a longer series. And it kept getting longer, the more I thought about, outlined, and finally wrote it.
And throughout this whole journey, there were people that I want to mention, now that we're at the end of it. Starting with girlbookwrm, whose Hundred Year Playlist was the initial inspiration for huge chunks of this series (please go read it, it'samazing). And then, I have to mention @jesuschristtakethewheel, who was my beta reader for the first two parts of the series, and who encouraged me to start publishing it in the first place. I also have to say a huge thank you to @the-littlefangirl, who I've only gotten to know because of this series, who occasionally served as my test audience, and who, I can honestly say, is one of my best friends today.
There's a lot more people I want to thank, and those are my amazing, incredible, wonderful, and lovely regular commenters. You guys have been a rock for me to hold on to for so long. There's @haluton with their excited (and at times incoherent) screaming at me, there's @numberonestuckyshipper with her never-ending kindness to me and my writing, there's @smlmsworld who never gets tired of recommending my work, there's @hipsterdiva who approaches my fanfic like it's an actual piece of literature that deserves analysing, there's @mythicalmxyhem who's been with my series from so early on, and there's @radicalpeachie who made amazing fanart for me. I only know a lot of people here because this fic made me part of the stucky community. And then on AO3, there's PanamaRed, Jo_Dee, kawherp, saturns_moons, SaphDragon494, helloilovefanfiction, TylOcephale, AlwaysAkin, shakleton2, dxzei, Shinigami24, thisisalright, theearthisntflatatall, kingandlionheart, crazyjane, machka, and many, many more that I'm really, really scared of forgetting here. If you guys are here on tumblr, please let me know so I can follow you. And to anyone else reading this: if somehow you aren't on this list but feel like you should be, I agree that you should and apologise. Believe me, I recognised your name in my emails every time and I love you very, very much!
I can never thank you guys enough for the praise and support I've gotten from you over the years. Every single comment still means the world to me, and I'll no doubt always go back to them when I'm feeling bad or need a boost in confidenc. My life will definitely change now that I probably won't wake up to all those lovely comments as often anymore.
This is exactly why I'll be selfish and ask anyone who might still read or reread the series to consider leaving more comments and kudos. Or if you want to, feel free to create fanart and link it to the fic. Consider this my blanket statement: you can translate it, podfic it (you'll be my hero if you do that actually), make playlists, write your own spin-off based on it - just please link it to the series and let me know so I can share it too. It would mean the world to me if you don't let this fic die just yet.
(Also, just as a shot in the dark: In case you know someone who works at Disney or Marvel or happens to be a talent scout for publishers, please recommend me and my writing to them. That would be the cooles possible thing to come out of all this.)
In the meantime, I'll keep writing. I've been working more on original stuff this whole year, and if I ever publish a "real" book, I'll be sure to let you know. And more recently I've also been toying with some ideas for possible spin-off stories in the What I'm Looking For universe, so who knows? Whatever they could be, those fics probably wouldn't me stucky-centric. But maybe I'll write and publish them at some point - you never know.
For now, this is it anyway. And I don't want to be didactic or patronizing about this in any way. It's just, if there's even one thing you can take away from my version of this story and these characters, I hope it's that there's nuance in the world. Perspective matters, empathy matters, and so does understanding. And with that in mind, I think there's hope. I have to believe that, no matter how dark and dire the world seems at times. Steve and Bucky managed to go back to Brooklyn. We'll be fine too.
So yes, for now this is it. And for a while now I've been thinking about how to say goodbye to this fic. I still don't know. I'm not sure I want to. And I definitely don't want to say goodbye to all the lovely people I got to know, all the amazing friends I made because of it. And if you want to, you can come talk to me whenever you like, I really mean that. My asks are open and you can dm me any time. You guys have been the greatest audience I could've asked for. I wasn't expecting anything when I started posting - never could I have imagined that one day my stupid writing exercise would mean so much to some people. I love you all, each and every one. I'll miss you.
And finally, now that I'm all emotional about this anyway, I'll say this last thing: next year's gonna be different, but that doesn't mean it can't be a good year. I hope it will be, for all of us. Please stick around. I love you so much, and you mean the world to me. So - goodbye, guys. And, from all my heart: Happy New Year 💜
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2024 Fic Writing Round Up
I've been tagged by @kiwiana-writes @cha-melodius @firenati0n @stereopticons @hippolotamus @porcelainmortal @heartstringsduet @whatsintheboxmh @thisbuildinghasfeelings @strandnreyes @alrightbuckaroo @lemonlyman-dotcom @carlos-in-glasses @heartstringsduet @reyesstrand in a couple of versions end of year reviews recently (loved seeing the art ones!!) so I'm going to combine a couple of them because I only have one round up post in me.
Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.
Words and Fics
Words published to ao3: my ao3 stats say the total is 148,658 but that's a lie when you account for the three collabs/co-written fics I've posted this year. I'd estimate that my actual word count is somewhere closer to 70,000-75,000 excluding drabbles.
Fandoms: Red, White & Royal Blue and 911 Lone Star
Most recent drop: Home for the Holidays
Longest fic: Call Me (By My Name) at 65.5k but I didn't write all of those words
Top 3 Fics by Kudos
never the same twice || RWRB || E || 34k || a collaboration with @three-drink-amy @athousandrooms @welcometololaland @indomitable-love @everwitch-magiks (and also bleedingballroomfloor, chasingshadow and ifigo who aren't on tumblr).
Call Me (By My Name) || 911 LS || E || 65.5k || co-written with @welcometololaland
he wrote mine on my upper thigh || RWRB || E || 6.2k
Upcoming Projects for 2025
Lola and I have something that we want to get going in 2025, but the reality is that I've struggled with writing this year and I've got a lot going on in the first part 2025 that will require my creativity so other than my project with Lola, I'm really not sure what I'll be writing. There are a couple of things I'd like to write, but we'll see.
As for the fics I've posted in 2024:
In 2023, I posted 15 fics which weren't just updates to my drabble collections. I'm pretty sure this was a reduction in what I'd posted in 2021/2022. This year, I've continued that downward trend and posted 7 fics, 4 ficlets (less than 1k words), and a smattering of drabbles (ie. strictly 100 words) here on tumblr, some of which have been cross-posted to ao3.
January
lol hello forgetting how to make words
February
if you scroll down, you can see the drabbles I posted in response to some prompts I requested here
March
never the same twice || RWRB || E || 34k || a collaboration with @three-drink-amy @athousandrooms @welcometololaland @indomitable-love @everwitch-magiks (and also bleedingballroomfloor, chasingshadow and ifigo who aren't on tumblr).
The thing about sex with Henry is, it’s never the same twice. Sometimes he moves easily, caught up in the rush, and other times he’s tense and taut and wants Alex to work him loose and take him apart. Sometimes nothing gets him off faster than being talked back to, but other times they both want him to use every inch of authority in his blood, not to let Alex get there until he’s told, until he begs. It’s unpredictable and it’s intoxicating and it’s fun, because Alex has never met a challenge he didn’t love, and he— well, Henry is a challenge, head to toe, beginning to end.
Or: series of snapshots of Alex and Henry’s versatile sex life throughout the years – because the more life changes, the more some things stay the same. A Firstprince birthday celebration collaboration.
Each chapter can be read as a stand alone chapter and I wrote chapter 3.
April-May
[crickets]
June
who am i if i can't carry it all || RWRB || T || 9.4k
Alex lives his life like he has a fire under his ass for no good reason and always has. Except June knows that there is a reason, there always has been. In some ways, June has spent her whole life trying to protect Alex from himself, watching him shove himself down behind impressive wit, gregarious personality and a charming smile in his effort to set the world aflame, despite the fact that he could have done so almost effortlessly, simply by being himself. Or, five times June looks after Alex and one time she realises she doesn’t need to.
Call Me (By My Name) || 911 LS || E || 65.5k || co-written with @welcometololaland
The last thing Carlos Reyes ever expected was to find himself calling a phone sex line. But Austin feels like a small town when it comes to finding a one night stand and desperate times call for desperate measures. The last thing TK Strand ever expected was for someone to mistake his phone number for a phone sex line. But he’s lonely, horny and the guy sounds hot, so he gives into temptation and tries his best to sound professional. OR The accidental phone sex AU.
July
More drabbles
August
he wrote mine on my upper thigh || RWRB || E || 6.2k
Thick thighs save lives. An Olympic rugby AU that features just the barest seasoning of the Olympics and rugby, a sprinkling of sports-flavour, if you will.
September
[crickets]
October
A Christmas Mix Up || 911 LS || T || 952
A seasonally inappropriate Christmas ficlet for the prompt: “And you’re sure this is… for me?”
easy like (any) morning || RWRB || M || 836
For the prompt: Alex eyes the toast Henry handed him a minute ago with horror. "And you eat this voluntarily? For breakfast? Baby, why?"
kiss you twice 'cause it's gonna be alright || 911 LS || T || 520
A prompt fill for the dialogue prompt: “Uh, crap. Let’s hope nobody sees that.” Or, TK just really loves kissing his husband.
floating around in ecstasy || RWRB || M || 762
A prompt fill for the dialogue prompt: “did you think I wouldn’t notice?” Or, the brief return of my lawyer au
green is the colour of the grass || 911 LS || M || 1.5k
A prompt fill for the prompt: Two strangers trapped in an elevator together or "Are you wearing my clothes?"
November
Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) || 911 LS || E || 16.9k || co-written with @welcometololaland
Sometimes, settling the score is as simple as falling asleep. OR Five times TK pretended to fall asleep during sexy time, and one time he actually did.
December
Home for the Holidays || RWRB || M || 9.3k
When Alex discovers that Henry's Christmas plans involve staying in their apartment alone, he does what any good roommate would do and drags Henry along to his family Christmas at the lake house. It's a win-win situation, since everything is better for Alex when Henry is around. Henry is his person. Completely fucking platonically, of course.
It's very late in the year now, and I feel like everyone’s already done this, so consider this an open tag if anyone wants to share their own round up and hasn't done so yet x
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