#lost a younger sister gained an older one

[kevindavidday]

can't wait to find out who cracks an honest to god smile out of jean moreau. not that he has to but can you imagine? the absolute glee on catalina alvarez's face when she says something in butchered french and jean busts out a proper smile? and if it's jeremy you just know he's gonna fall in love right there. talked so much about how kevin managed to make andrew smile sober in tkm. it's jean's turn now. he deserves all the smiles in the world

[captainamericasmotercycle]

Hi I was wondering if you could do a fic with Jacaerys x sister! Reader where they are at a gala/feast and ppl keep flirting with reader so Jave gets jealous and stuff. So when they go to their room at the end of the feast Jace makes her ride his face and makes sure she’s loud enough for everyone to hear that she’s his.

warnings: typical canon incest, jace x sister!reader (father is not specified), no dance of the dragons au, 18+ minors DNI, jace hates aemond in every universe, everyone lives au!!!, jace eating u out like a man starved, nyra and daemon giving kris jenner vibes???, cursing, the targtowers and targaryens are besties (kind of)

For your younger brother Lucerys’s name day of ten and five, your family decided it would be best to throw a feast for him.

He was becoming older and would soon inherit Driftmark, he needed a celebration to show that he is becoming a man and no longer a mere child.

Since your mother became Queen and your older half-brother became her heir, many people were interested in the lives of the royal family, so Luke’s name day was flooded with people from all over Westeros.

You were all dolled up in a fancy gown, you hair was braided so elegantly and intricately, and you moved with such grace that most eyes were on you throughout the night.

Luke joked to Jace that you may be able to find a lord husband tonight, but at his suggestion, Jace tensed up and his face hardened.

You sat with your family at the elevated table, you mother was in the middle, Daemon next to her, his daughters on his side of the table, you sat between Jace and your mother, and then sat Luke, Joffrey, Viserys, and Aegon.

You watched in awe at the celebration, only imagining how grand a wedding could be.

People danced, wore lavish clothing, gorged themselves in the food, and occasionally approached the table to offer up gifts to your brother for his name day.

It was about halfway through the night when highborn men started to approach you, which was uncommon up until recent.

Every since you had turned ten and eight, and became more developed in certain places, you were consistently approached for your hand.

Lord Oscar Tully was the first to approach your table, you smiled gently at him, knowing his new situation.

“Hello, Princess. You look lovely tonight.”

You felt heat rush to your cheeks, a dark color dusting your cheeks, he was quite the charmer, and not bad looking either, “Thank you, Lord Tully. I heard about your grandsire, I offer my deepest condolences.”

He nods solemnly, “Thank you, Princess. I may have lost my grandsire, but I have gained a deep power and a great kingdom… one I hope you will consider in your future.”

You smiled gently, “I heard the Riverlands are beautiful, I would most definitely love to see them someday. Is there something I can do for you?”

“I just wanted to come and offer you some company, if you’ll have me?”

You looked to your mother who smiled at you, knowingly. You looked back to the young lord and nodded, “I’d love to.”

You came around the table, taking his arm in yours as he led you to the floor to dance.

Jace’s gaze hardened and he downed his cup of wine, slamming it down on the table harsher than intended. Luke and Joffrey giggled at him, Viserys and Aegon following their older brothers’ actions.

Luke leaned over to his brother, “Careful, your face might get stuck like that.”

“Shut up, Luke.”

“I’m just saying…”

“He’s not good enough for her—”

“You say that about every man and I could hardly agree with you, most of the Riverlands looks to House Tully for direction and leadership; she would be in a great position there as their lady.”

“Do you want me to leave the table and kill myself?”

“All I am saying is that maybe you should focus on yourself instead of our sister… you need to wed as well, create heirs for the Seven Kingdoms.”

Jace rolled his eyes, “You sound like Mother.”

Rhaenyra whipped her head to her sons, “I think he is right, Jace.”

“Of course you do.”

“You are too invested in something that does not concern you Jacaerys. Perhaps you need to start looking for your own Lady Wife.”

“I do not wish to wed.”

“I hate to tell you, but your wishes do not matter to the Seven Kingdoms.”

Jace sighed, moving his gaze back to you and Lord Tully. You smiled as the two of you danced. Jace’s jealously only grew as he watched.

Oscar Tully was not good enough for you, no one is good enough for you… except Jace himself.

As the song ended, a new one started. Luke left the table with Rhaena, Joffrey and the twins were led to their chambers to be put to bed, your mother was in an intent conversation with Corlys and Rhaenys, and you had just been approached by Gwyane Hightower.

From the look on Gwyane’s face, Jace knew Gwyane was being smug with you, he scoffed, thinking that you would never be charmed by him, but when he saw you smiling, standing too close for comfort to him, he almost puked his supper all over the floor.

You danced and flirted with Gwyane Hightower for a bit of the night, making Jace more and more jealous.

As you finished with Gwyane, you returned to your seat, a big smile on your face.

“Enjoy your dance?” Jace asked, venom lacing his tongue.

“I did, as a matter of fact, Gwyane is… such a lovely knight. He’s a knight… did you know?”

Before Jace could respond, you were hugged lightly from behind by Helaena. She kissed you gently on the cheek, “Quite the collection of suitors you have assembled tonight.”

You giggled lightly, “I know! Quite fun, to be honest.”

Jace grunted from beside you, making you and Helaena both turn to him, “Are you alright?”

“Just fine,” he held his lips in a thin tight line.

You went back to your conversation with Helaena about her uncle, Gwayne and Lord Tully, when you were finally met by another suitor.

“Sister. Niece. Nephew,” Aemond stood in front of you, a smirk dancing on his lips.

“Uncle,” you looked at him with raised brows.

“I was just wondering if you would join me for a dance. I’ve seen all of these useless men that call themselves suitors and figured you needed a more distinguished partner, such as a prince.”

You blinked slowly at him, Helaena nudged you with a smile. You quickly glanced at Jace and thought he looked like he was about to roll over and die.

You stood and came around the table to meet him, you took his offered hand, “Let’s see how well you dance, Uncle.”

Helaena watched the two of you walk away, “A great pair, the two of them, they’ll be fantastic together,” she took a grape off your plate, popping it in her mouth and walking off.

This was Jace’s last straw, seeing you dance with Aemond might have been the most painful thing he’s ever done in his entire life. After watching for just a couple moments, he could not stand it any longer.

His mother rolled her eyes, watching him seethe, “Jace.”

“What?”

“Go get her.”

“What?”

“Go. I can see it in your eyes.”

Jace stood, rushing down to you and grabbing your arm, stealing you away from Aemond.

You followed him, shocked at the sudden behavior. He yanked you to his chambers, leaving the doors open.

Once in his room, you pulled away from him, “Jacaerys! What is the meaning of this?”

“You! You are the meaning of this!” His yelling made you take a step back, he stalked up, putting his hand on either side of your face, holding on tightly, “You think you can tease me like that? Taking any man who offered his hand?”

“Jace-”

“You know they are no good for you. They may be nobles, but are they heir to the Iron Throne? You are simply doing this to upset me.”

Your voice became small, “I did not mean to upset you.”

You could feel wetness pooling in your small clothes beneath your gown. He shoved his face into yours, harshly smashing his lips on yours.

You stumbled back at the forced, you pushed him back to take a breath and think about what you are doing. After a couple deep breaths, you rushed at him, nearly mounting him.

He groped and grasped at every part of you, you doing the same to him. His lips moved down to your neck, sucking lightly at it.

You threw your head back as his teeth grazed the sensitive area of your neck. The two of your shuffled your way to his bed.

“Jace… the doors, someone might see or hear.”

“I hope they do.”

“But—”

He pushed you on his bed, “I want them to hear how good your brother can make you feel, how they will never be me, how they will never taste you.”

He spread your legs, pulling off your underclothes. He grabbed your thighs, flipping you to straddle his face.

You fell forward, steadying yourself up with your hands. You pushed yourself up back in a sitting position.

Jace yanked at your legs, pulling you further down onto his face. You felt his nose buried into your cunt, rubbing against your sensitive bud.

You were about to voice your concerns about suffocating him, but you suddenly gasped out as you felt his tongue lick a long stripe down your maidenhood.

He thrusted his tongue in and out of you roughly, you screamed out for everyone in the hall to hear, “Gods! Jace!”

Visceral animalistic sounds came from the back of your throat, sounds you had never heard before.

In the hall, the attention of the crowds was taken by your yells, guards grabbed at their swords, you mother rose suddenly at your scream, Daemon was on his feet and ready for an oncoming attack.

One of Jace’s personal guards came rushing into the room to promise that no one was in danger and that the two of you were… together in his chambers.

Your mother and Daemon’s faces instantly reddened. They shared a look of embarrassment and pride. On one hand, as your parents, they wanted to kill you both, but as the Queen and King Consort, they knew the realm would be in their children’s hands at their demise.

Tears rolled down your face as Jace fucked you with his tongue. You had never felt such pleasures in your entire life. It made you understand why lowborn men seek out such endeavors at the disloyalty of their wives.

Jace couldn’t get enough of you. You tasted sweeter than anything that’s ever touched his tongue. His tongue moved faster as you panted, moaned, and groaned above him.

As his pace quickened, you felt a tight coiling in your lower stomach.

“Jace… fuck!”

At your vulgarity, he quickened his pace. You came fast and harder than you ever thought you could. Jace took all of your juices into his mouth, not leaving a drop of your sweet release.

You collapsed next to him, panting outrageously. He lay next to you, breathless, laughing to himself. You grabbed a pillow, hitting him the face with it. He took it from you, tossing it on the ground.

He came to hover over you, trapping you beneath his figure. You leaned down and kissed your lips gently, you could still taste your arousal on his lips.

You stared at him with a smile, “I suppose you think making the entire Keep believe we were under attack is funny?”

“It was not I that made them think we were under attack. If I am not mistaken, it was you screaming your head off.”

“You were the one who yanked me away from the celebration.”

“Yes, but you were the one who made me.”

You scoffed, sitting up against the headboard, “Made you?”

“Yes, dancing with that Tully, the fucking Hightower knight, and worse of all, Aemond.”

“Mmm, sounds like you are jealous?” You taunted him sarcastically.

“They are not deserving of you.”

“And you are?”

“I am the heir to the Iron Throne and your blood. I am the most deserving.”

“So are you suggesting I should become Queen one day?”

“Hmm, I do not remember offering my hand to you to wed…”

You hit him in the stomach with the back of your hand, “You just had the entire Seven Kingdoms hear my screams while you were buried up my dress. I would slaughter you and become the heir myself if you did not ask for my hand after that.”

He took your hand in his, kissing the back of your palm, “I shall talk to Mother in the morn.”

You stared at your intertwined hands, “We should return…”

“You think we are able to return after the little show we put on?”

“I suppose you are right,” you sighed, leaning your head on his shoulder.

He got up, leaving you on his bed. He walked to his chamber doors, locking them.

He returned to you, laying on his back, “Perhaps we should just rest now, we shall deal with our consequences tomorrow.”

You lay with him, resting your head on his chest, he brought his hand to rub your arm, coaxing you to sleep.

He pressed a couple kiss to your hairline, “You will be my wife soon enough, dōna tala.”

[bella-goths-wife]

Kiss the barrel of my gun softly: chapter three

Chapter warnings: kissing, sexual tension, reader owns a brothel, prostitution, angst, pushy Sevika, womaniser Sevika, badly explained world building for the brothel, ooc Sevika, I’m not sure tbh please enjoy :)

Sevika approaches your brothel with hesitance, something the woman was not used to experiencing nowadays since her rise in undercity society. The brothel that she once visited so eagerly in the hopes of seeing you now felt cold and unfamiliar to her.

The entrance that once displayed a painting of the beautiful Madame Emerald now displayed a sign with the words ‘no Silco workers’ written across it in black paint. You really couldn’t make your intentions any clearer could you?

Sevika had rumours of the changed atmosphere at the gemstone brothel. Heard of the cheerful girls who once rushed at the chance of being first picked by the men now faking their smiles and excitement with red rimmed eyes and quivering lips.

What had happened to the Madame had affected all her girls, knowing her to be the only kind figure in their lives who gave them hope and despite the demeaning work, never treated them cruelly for monetary value.

Sevika could note another change in the women, they had become increasingly more protective over you. She could see this clearly when she entered the brothel and time seemed to have stopped still, every head turning to look at her with sneers and hisses.

The women had always been somewhat protective over you from what sevika had gathered whenever they were brought up in conversation between the two of you,  all of them having been mothers and sisters to you at some point within your childhood after Madame Emerald had taken you in. It seemed that you gaining the title of Madame only strengthened this bond, or maybe its the fact you were given the title so young when they had expected to have been out the 

business before you’d even be trained properly for the position.

“What are you doing here?” One of the younger women had hissed at her before one of the older women pulled her back by her collar but matched her hostility with the glare directed at Sevika.

“I’m here to see the Madame” Sevika states stoically, the words feeling uncomfortable on her tongue.

You weren’t the madame, you were ‘_____’, her ‘_____’. The same girl she met all those nights ago at the bar, the same girl she had held in her arms after secretive nights together. 

Madame Obsidian was cold, calculating and looked at her with hatred and regret. Madame Obsidian only caused her problems, problems that ‘____’ would have solved for her. The two of you were separate in her mind.

That thought is only confirmed as she passes the familiar bedroom on the way to your office, memories flood her senses before she can even think.

——————————-past———————————

Sevika was so goddamn tired of this fucking brothel, the bright lights, the cheerful songs and the girls craving her attention would usually be something that pleased her but tonight she was working and she knew better then to mix her business with her pleasure.

Except for the two people she had business with seemed to disappear into thin air. She had followed Silco and Madame Emerald carefully up until the moment they reached the stairs and a sudden influx of the working had sultry questions on what appliances her mechanical arm had and if she could show them. Suddenly the two bosses had disappeared and she was lost looking for the correct meeting room. 

She had started going door to door in the attempt of locating the meeting room the two were supposed to be, seeing some unseemly sights in her efforts. That's when she comes across what looks like a bedroom on the second floor, with a double bed lying in the middle of the room with used clothes thrown over it and a messy, clearly in use desk in the corner.

Sevika steps into the room to inspect it out of pure curiosity, staring at the bed and the messy clothes lying on top of it. She was completely oblivious to your figure behind her, leaning against the door frame with an amused expression.

“I’m starting to think you're stalking me” you say playfully with a grin.

You can’t help the chuckle that escapes your lips at the sight of her head whipping around to face you, clearly not suspecting you at all.

“What are you doing in a client room?” Sevika asks with a confused expression, eyeing you almost suspiciously.

“This” you say as you close the door behind you and you enter “isn’t a client room it's my bedroom, client rooms are on the first floor”

“You have a room here?” She asks slightly confused, not expecting you to be bunking with the other girls here.

“I’ve gotta live somewhere” you point out with a shrug “plus, the Madame’s assistant needs to have a room near the Madame”

“Free room huh?” Sevika asks with a scoff before her tone turns slightly condescending “guess you get special treatment for old Emerald for being her top earner”

“Stop implying i’m a brothel worker, I’ve told you it's not like that” you reply firmly with furrowed brows, and Sevika just finds that adorable “I’m an assistant, not a brothel worker”

Sevika only offers an amused chuckle as she walks forward towards you as you take steps back.

“Sorry sweetheart” Sevika replies with a smirk that shows she wasn’t apologetic at all “didn’t realise it was such a touchy subject for you”

“Remind me why you're in my room again?” you ask with an annoyed huff and a raised brow

Eventually you lose space in your attempts at stepping back and Sevika’s attempts at getting into your personal space, causing your back to hit the closed door. Sevika only smirks as she leans her arm over your head and leans closer, effectively caging you in.

“I’m looking for the room your boss and mine are meant to be meeting in” she states nonchalantly with a shrug, as if you couldn’t feel her hot breath on your cheek

“That’s on the third floor” you explain as you will yourself to stay calm “the room after the painting of Madame Emerald”

“Not gonna show me yourself?” Sevika asks in mock offence “how rude you are sweetheart?”

“Why don’t you go and entertain yourself with one of the girls downstairs” you suggest with your attempt at a nonchalant tone as your hand moves onto her shoulder to brace her “i’m sure they’d be better suited to meet your needs”

“And leave you all alone?” Sevika asks with an amused smirk and a teasing tone as she moves so that your hand is cupping her throat instead of her shoulder

You let out a startled breath of air which only made Sevika’s teasing smile grow an obnoxious amount.

“Shouldn’t you go to Silco?” you ask with a raised brow

“He’s probably almost done chatting your boss” Sevika sighs out with an annoyed tone “no point joining now”

Sevika’s gaze wanders from your face to the dress hanging up near the two of you, the revealing material making her eye it carefully.

“What’s with the dress?” She asks curiously

You take the opportunity of her being distracted enough for you to slip away, sliding under her raised arm and walking to the hanging dress quickly. The action making Sevika let out a scoff of annoyance.

“Going out with some of the girls who work here soon” you say with a shrug, the dress’s fabric held in your hands as you take it off the hanger and turn to find Sevika looking at you expectantly while you stare at her in confusion.

“Gonna change or what?” she asks casually as she eyes your figure

“Just turn around and face the desk” you say with an almost disappointed sigh.

Sevika grumbles but does as she's told and faces the desk. Her eyes immediately drawn to the small framed painting of a younger you and Madame emerald, the words ‘future Madame Amber’ carved into the wooden frame. 

“Who’s Madame Amber?” Sevika asks confused with a raised brow and her eyes trained on your younger face

“That's my Madame name” you state simply as you change, as if it's the most obvious answer

“Madame name?” Sevika repeats, even more confused “won't your Madame name be jus Madame ‘___’”

“Every Madame of the gemstone brothel has had a gemstone madame name that they want the meaning to define their ownership and leadership of the brothel” you explain obviously “you pick the gemstone and that becomes your madame name”

“So why is Madame Emerald called Madame Emerald?” Sevika asks, partly out of curiosity and partly out of disbelief of the silly tradition

“Emeralds mean immortality, incorruptibility, wisdom and love in piltover, that's how she wants her leadership to be defined” you explain calmly before boldly stating “that's why she refused to join Silco, why she didn’t help him overthrow Vander”

Sevika bristles slightly at the reminder of the reason Silco’s and Madame Emerald’s rivalry had blossomed, at the reason why she couldn’t pursue you publically without being accused of sleeping with the enemy literally and figuratively.

“So why did you choose Madame Amber?” Sevika asks almost apprehensively “what do you want your leadership to be defined as?”

“Amber represents warmth, wellbeing and nurturing in Piltover” you answer calmly “I want to be a warm leader, I want to nurture my workers and protect their wellbeing”

Sevika takes a moment to process your words, she’d never heard of someone in the undercity purposefully wanting to be warm, to be soft. Its inevitable for some people to soft for certain people but it's never something she’d heard of someone desiring to be, more like a burden forced upon people when they make emotional connections.

“You can turn around now” you say with a hesitant tone, bracing yourself internally for her reaction as you unconsciously yearn for her approval.

Sevika turns her body away from the desk that she'd fought so hard to keep her attention on to make sure she didn’t peek at your undressed body to finally face you. She feels awestruck at the sight of you as you stand there in the finest fucking dress she’d ever seen, looking like you belonged up in piltovers sun rather then the grime and murk of the undercity. She feels and hears her swallow at the sight as her eyes wander down the expense of your body, practically studying and mapping out every single detail of your curves and being in the revealing dress.

You can’t help but let out a small chuckle at her reaction, seemingly pleased that you’d managed to impress her despite it being widely known that the regular at multiple brothels ever let out more than a smirk when shown a girl in a sexy outfit.

“Zip me up?” you ask quietly as you turn to show that the zip was only partially up, you having struggled and your arms not fully reaching before asking for the fairly intimate request.

Sevika simply nods as her intense eyes land on your bare back, moving her hand to run her fingers up your spine before reaching for the zipper. She slowly, teasingly zips up your dress and makes your breath hitch everytime her bruised and scarred knuckles brushed against the sensitive skin of your back.

You let out a gasp of shock as she finishes zipping up your dress and places her warm, scarred lips on the back of your neck and kisses it softly. You barely resist melting into the affection that was clearly meant to initiate something further, having to calm yourself before pulling away and turning to face her with a pleading expression.

“I’m not gonna sleep with you” you reaffirm but with a much less convincing tone then last time as your voice comes out quiet, almost like you were speaking to yourself rather than speaking to her

Sevika lets out a frustrated sigh as her hands grip your arms as softly as possible for her brutish nature, looking down at you with clear yearning in her eyes.

“Aside from all the Silco and Madame Emerald bullshit” Sevika speaks with an irritated tone and a scoff “give me one good reason why we can’t have a good time”

“I don’t sleep with people who I don’t love” You state firmly but with soft eyes and a small smile 

Sevika’s grip on your arms tighten slightly as she lets out a scoff of disbelief and rolls her eyes at the ridiculous notion.

“Finding love down here is like trying to find a needle in a haystack” She points out with an almost mocking tone.

There's a beat of silence as you process her words and let out a sigh of your own, albeit much less mocking and more out of disappointment.

“What am I gonna have to do to get you to stop trying to get with me?” you ask with a raised brow as you look up to meet her intense gaze 

“Not sure sweetheart” Sevika says with a shrug and a challenging smirk “don’t think I will”

You think for a moment before a devilish smile spreads across your face and you bring your hand up to caress the rough skin of her face. Sevika’s eyes widen slightly before nuzzling into your warm palm slightly.

“Not even a kiss?” you offer with a smirk as you look up at her with big eyes

Sevika gives you a surprised look before narrowing her eyes in suspicion and leaning in slightly so that she could look you straight in your eyes.

“You don't mean that” she states with a disbelieving scoff

“I do” you confirm with a chuckle

“Prove it” She responds challengingly with narrowed eyes

Before she could even comprehend what she’d just asked of you, you stood on your tip toes and pulled on her jacket so that your lips meet halfway in a magnetic crash of passion. Sevika doesn't respond straight away because of the shock as processes that this is actually happening, your soft lips were against her and she was hungry for more.

Her hand cups the back of your neck and hunches over more to kiss you deeper, to cling onto this moment before it can end. Her lips move against yours in a rhythmic pattern as you let out soft breaths, both your eyes closing as the kiss became messier with your teeth and tongues clashing together in a way that would usually make you cringe but this just felt so right.

The kiss only stopped once you heard the voices of Madame Emerald and Silco coming down the stairs near your room, knowing it would get Sevika into trouble if she wasn’t there to meet Silco at the door but it would look suspicious if she went down the stairs after them to get to the entrance.

You pull away from a confused Sevika who attempts to chase your lips before you pull her over to the window and open it.

“Quickly, out the window” you instruct hurriedly as you point at the exposed bricks that stick out slightly “use them to get down and then go through the big pipe system at the bottom, it leads to the entrance, i use it all the time to sneak out.”

Sevika nods quickly, realising how dire the situation was and how much trouble she’d be in if Silco thought she was messing around on the job. She sits on the window ledge and is about to swing herself down but she catches sight of your concerned expression, and she just can't help herself.

She brings her lips to yours once again for a quick, slightly softer kiss. Her hand cupping your cheek gently and smiling against your lips once she feels how quickly you respond to her loving affection.

“I’m not gonna stop trying” she declares through a whisper against your lips before leaning her forehead against yours. 

She lets go hesitantly, not wanting to leave you, but she has to meet Silco. She sees you smile as she pulls away and begins to make her way down.

Maybe she doesn't mind mixing business with pleasure, maybe for you she can make an exception.

—————————present———————————

Sevika shakes away the intrusive memory with a shake of her head as she’s guided to your office door by one of your workers. The blonde worker knocks on the door shyly and is gifted with an “enter” for her efforts.

The worker opens the door and Sevika enters the room quickly, a tiny bit of excitement bubbled in her gut at the prospect of talking to you, even if the both of you had changed.

She finds herself awestruck once again at your candlelit figure sitting at the desk with your head buried in stacks of paperwork and the muscular redhead from the marketplace standing by your side, even after all this time she still felt so utterly and completely enamoured by your presence and beauty.

You lift your head up from the paperwork and your eyes locked onto her observant ones, god you looked exhausted and Sevika couldn't help but feel her heart strings being tugged on by the sight of you.

Your eyes widen in shock at the sight of her and your grip on your pen tightens to the point of your knuckles going white. You calm yourself internally and you try to put on a face of indifference.

“Oh” you say coolly and Sevika bristles at your tone “its you”

[ancientcharm]

 'I am no king, but Caesar'

Gaius Julius Caesar was born on July 12, 100 BC in the Suburra, a populous neighborhood of Rome, to a patrician family although in economic decline. In Gens Iulia, those who had the surname Caesar descended, according to the account of Pliny the Elder, from a man who was born after a Caesarean section (from the Latin verb "to cut", caedo, -ĕre, caesus sum). He was born in a Republic in crisis and the aristocracy divided into two warring factions: The optimates and populares. He lost his father when he was about 14 years old; he was greatly influenced by his maternal uncle Gaius Marius. Caesar had an older sister, Julia Major, and a younger sister Julia Minor (maternal grandmother of Emperor Augustus). His uncle, Gaius Marius, was the leader of the Populares ("supporters of the people") and rival of Lucius Cornelius Sulla, leader of the Optimates ( "best ones")

In 84 BC Lucius Cornelius Cinna, an ally of Gaius Marius, chose the 16 year old Caesar to be flamen Dialis (priest of Jupiter) and married him to his 13 year old daughter Cornelia with whom Caesar had a daughter named Julia. It is not certain whether the girl was born a few months before or after the teen Caesar had fled Rome or, more likely according to historians, she was born when he returned years later and was reunited with his wife who died giving birth to Julia.

Following the suicide of Gaius Marius in 86 BC, Cinna, one of the leaders of the Populares, became sole ruler of Rome and most of the provinces while persecuting Sulla's followers. In 84 Cinna was assassinated and populares defeated. Because of Caesar's alliance with Cinna's family he was targeted for revenge by the dictator Sulla who attempted to force him to repudiate Cornelia, but Caesar refused and fled Rome to the East.

In addition to being a politician and a soldier, Julius Caesar was a writer. Among others, his works were a treatise on astronomy, another on Roman religion, a study on Latin and his comments on the war in Gaul and the Civil War; only his writings on those two wars have not been lost.

Sulla served the six months that Roman law allowed him to be dictator and became a private citizen again. After Sulla's death from natural causes, Caesar decided to return to Rome around 74 BC. He was reunited with his wife Cornelia, who had waited faithfully for him. After the death of Cornelia, he suffered a great mourning that some Roman historians describe as "excessively affectionate".

After serving as quaestor in the Hispania Ulterior province where he increased his network of clients - patronage was key to success in Roman politics - Caesar returned to Rome in 69 BC where he served as Aedile; he carried out building programs and offered the largest gladiatorial games seen until then. This left him almost bankrupt. In 60 BC he decided to make a private agreement with the prestigious general Pompey the Great and one of the richest man, Marcus Licinius Crassus. Pompey had just put an end to the pirate problem and years earlier, together with Crassus, he had defeated the slave rebellion led by Spartacus.

Pompey and Crassus were hampered in many of their ambitions by the Optimates in the Senate. Caesar, knowing this, approached them to put together an unofficial coalition - known to history as the Triumvirate - if they made him Consul, he would see to it that laws were passed that would benefit them. To further consolidate this alliance, Caesar married Pompey to his only daughter, Julia. Although this was a typical political marriage, classical sources state that Julia truly loved Pompey and he loved her.

Pompey and Crassus decided to ally themselves with Caesar and the populares in order to gain more offices and wealth. In this way, the three took full control of Rome. In 59 Caesar was appointed consul.

Laws were passed granting the province of Syria to Crassus. Laws were passed distributing lands among Pompey's veterans. And at his own request, the Gallic provinces-both the pacified and the "wild" ones- were handed over to Caesar. Cicero, a true defender of the Republic, was exiled due his bold speeches against the Triumvirate, which he called a "three-headed monster" but was allowed to return the following year. The passage of the laws favoring the triumvirs was ensured by introducing veteran legionaries of Pompey into the meetings of the Senate.

Also in 59 BC Caesar established a military camp in the Arno valley, on the Via Cassi, the main communication route between Rome and the north of the country. He called the camp Florentia, which means "flowering." The camp quickly became an important commercial town. Today it is the beautiful Italian city Florence.

In Gaul with his legions, he defeated and subdued several peoples in just a few years. Caesar wrote in detail about this conquest in his Bellum Gallicum (Gallic War). Believing that everything was under control, he headed to the mysterious land that the Romans called Britannia and where they believed the world ended. The Gallic War was between 58-52 BC

Caesar finally arrived in Britain for the first time in the summer of 55 landing with two legions. The following year he arrived with 800 ships, five legions and 2,000 cavalry. Caesar's comments on this war constitute the first written descriptions of the people, culture and geography of the island.

Although Caesar not conquered Britania (it was conquered under the Emperor Claudius) this campaign it established Rome's first allied peoples in Britain.

While in Britania, Caesar received the news that his daughter and the baby she was expecting had died in childbirth.

At the same time he had no idea that a genuine leader named Vercingetorix, chief of the Arverni tribe, had managed to unite all the Gallic peoples under his authority, determined to expel the Romans

Caesar himself called him "King of all Gauls"

The most famous and final battle was that of Alesia. Although Vercingetorix was a great warrior, he could do nothing against the genius (sometimes bordering on madness) of Caesar and his legionaries. According to Caesar, Vercingetorix, seeing that if he continued he would starve his entire people to death due to the siege, rode towards the Roman camp, dismounted, took off his sword and sat on the ground without saying a word. He decided to surrender in exchange for his people living. And so it happened, Vercingetorix was taken prisoner but his men were not executed. But Caesar had to wait years for his triumph -and Vercingetorix had to wait as a prisoner in Rome, before his execution- because while Caesar was fighting against the Gauls, many Roman senators were plotting his downfall.

Everything Caesar wrote about his battles and conquests, written in the third person, was copied and sent to be read publicly in Rome, which was celebrated by the plebs and Caesar 's supporters. True republicans such as Cato, Cicero, Cassius, and Brutus perceived a real danger to the Republic. The Triumvir Crassus was killed by Parthians in his failed attempt to conquer Parthia: The triumvirate was over and Pompey, who had become Sole Consul saw in Caesar a dangerous rival, and allied himself with the Optimates again.

They created a new law that prohibited running for public office in absentia. Thus, Caesar, who was away from Rome, lost the protection of the law that granted him a magistracy and could not run for consulship in order to return to Rome as consul. If he returned as a private citizen he would be lost everything. So in January 49 BC he decided returned to Rome with the force of his legionaries who followed him with devotion.

No legion could cross the Rubicon River, that meant civil war. Caesar crossed the Rubicon with his XIII legion and proclaimed a very popular phrase in Ancient Rome that players always said before throwing the dice: "Alea Iacta Est" (the die is cast). This is known thanks to Roman historians who took as a source the writings of Gaius Asinius Pollio, who was close to Caesar and could have heard him.

Pompey and his legionaries left Rome and prepared for the war in Greece. In September of 48 Pompey was defeated at the Battle of Pharsalus. But he did not surrender and went to Egypt to seek the support of the young king Ptolemy XIII, while Cato the Younger and his men went to the province of Africa to continue the resistance, and Pompey's sons did the same in Hispania. Caesar went looking for Pompey to try to come to an agreement.

'Julius Caesar’s Dismay Upon Seeing The Head Of Pompey' (detail) By Louis-Jean-François Lagrenée (18th century)

King Ptolemy XIII, who was engaged in his own war with his sister Cleopatra over the throne, believed that by killing Pompey and giving his head as a gift, he would win Caesar's favor. Caesar was enraged by the undignified manner in which a Roman general and consul was murdered.

The meeting between Cleopatra VII and Caesar at night and she entered hidden inside a huge rolled-up carpet carried by his slaves. Cleopatra was one of the many lovers that he had, they lived together and had a son, nicknamed Caesarion (little Caesar) whom he recognized but not legally. While some Republican Roman forces continued to resist, Caesar was immersed in the war between Ptolemy XIII, Cleopatra and the other sister, Arsinoe IV. Caesar's troops, together with those of Cleopatra plus Caesar's allies such as Mithridates of Pergamon and his army and a Jewish armed force led by Antipater finally won that war in January 47 and Cleopatra kept the throne of Egypt.

'The Death of Cato of Utica' , By Jean-Paul Laurens.

In early 46 BC, Caesar defeated the army of Cato the Younger . The 49-year-old Cato did not take part in the battle and being in Utica, Africa, after receiving the news that Caesar had won and pardoned his adversaries, decided to take his own life for refusing to "live a life spared by a tyrant." Cato had a republican soul but was stubborn man, and was convinced that Caesar wanted to be king. He was the half-brother of Brutus's mother, Servilla (Caesar's long-time lover)

It was in this same year that Caesar, with the advice of the astronomer Sosigenes of Alexandria, reformed the calendar, leaving each month with the same number of days as it has today and creating the leap year.

The final battle of Munda, in Hispania, was on March 17, 45 BC, thus ending the civil war. Caesar returned to Rome and an intimidated Senate legitimized his victory by appointing him dictator for a ten-year term.

The position of Dictator was created by the Republic itself; he was a magistrate, elected by the Senate, with absolute powers to resolve military emergencies or exceptional tasks for a period of six months. He had to leave after that period or before if he managed to resolve the problem. This 10-year dictatorship was unprecedented.

In February 44 BC, Caesar succeeded in having the people of Rome proclaim him dictator for life. Cicero resigned from political life in protest.

Cassius persuaded Brutus that the only way to save the Republic was to kill Caesar. They needed Brutus to lead the conspiracy because of his prestige; he was not only Cato's nephew but also the direct descendant of the Republic's founding father.

On 15 March 44 BC the group of conspirators intercepted Caesar just as he was passing the Theatre of Pompey, where the Roman Curia was meeting, and led him into a room off the portico. Lucius Tillius Cimber, under the pretext of presenting a petition, grabbed Caesar's toga with both hands and pulled him so tha Publius Servilius Casca could stab him, causing Caesar to exclaim "Ista quidem vis est?" "What kind of violence is this?" (Caesar, being Pontifex Maximus, was legally untouchable). Senator Casca, drawing a dagger, slashed him across the neck. "What are you doing, Casca, you villain?" were perhaps his last words; They stabbed him twenty-three times, Gaius Julius Caesar had 54 years old.

Mark Antony with other colleagues carefully collected the body and carried it before the people. Then he made a memorable speech.

The month then called Quintilis, the month of Caesar's birth, was renamed Iulius (July) in his honour on the initiative of Mark Antony. Julius Caesar was the last dictator of Rome; the office was abolished after his death.

Caesar named his grandnephew Gaius Octavius ​​Thurinus as sole heir and adopted son thus taking the same name as Gaius Julius Caesar. To differentiate them, historians refer to him as Octavius ​​(or Octavian). But nowhere in his will did he say that his nephew should be his successor in office. It was very common in Roman aristocratic men who had no male children, adopted a nephew, the son of a sister or niece, or the grandson they had through a daughter, so that he could carry on his family name.

Octavius ​​(Augustus) became the first Emperor of Rome after being part of a triumvirate that, unlike the first, was official, after years of several civil wars, and thanks to his iron will, his extraordinary cunning and political skill.

After his death, Caesar was proclaimed Divus Iulius, or the Divine Julius. He was the first Roman ruler to be deified. Mark Antony was the first to serve as Flamen Divi Julii, priest of the Caesar cult.

The name CAESAR would become the Title of Imperial Power, even many centuries later translated into other languages, such as the German Kaiser or the Russian Tsar.

In front of the theatre, an altar was erected where the pyre was placed so that Julius Caesar's body could be cremated in great mourning. Part of this altar is still preserved in the ruins; more than two thousand years after the assassination, every 15th of March, people come to leave flowers there.

Photo by Giovanni Dall'Orto, taken on March 15, 2008 Attribution, via Wikimedia Commons

[sunderwight]

SVSSS AU where Shen Yuan's younger sister does a villainess transmigration.

The world she ends up in was originally a dating game and visual novel with some light RPG and crafting elements. Playing as purehearted main girl Qiu Haitang, one could choose any number of routes to pursue, from dashing Liu Qingge, to scholarly Mu Qingfang, sexy ice demon Linguang Jun, cute-but-domineering younger half-demon Luo Binghe, and so on. It was an interesting game, though it notoriously inspired some frustration when some of the more interesting side characters (like Yue Qingyuan) were completely unavailable as romantic options, and inspired at lot of rumors about hidden content and demands on future DLC expansions.-

Shen Meimei hadn't particularly liked the game. Sure, she played every route to 100% completion, bought all the extras, the official soundtrack, and the merch (fanmade as well as what slim-pickings existed officially), but that shouldn't be mistaken for approval. Much of that was in fact a desperate quest to figure out what the hell was even going on! Ignore the play time listed for this scathing Steam review, everyone! It shouldn't be factored into any assessments!

The game had several problems, in Shen Meimei's opinion.

The main issue was the lack of follow-through on the buildup of the backstory. Qiu Haitang's whole family was killed one night, maybe-probably by her sketchy as fuck ex-fiancee, who was also a hostage being kept by the Qiu family as leverage against a rival family. Which begged so many questions! Shen Meimei had suspected all along that there was more to it than met the eye (not just because the evil family shared her surname) but it was never deeply delved into. The whole thing only even got resolution in some of the routes, and the most thorough was Luo Binghe's. Luo Binghe had a huge vendetta against Shen Qingqiu, Haitang's sketchy former fiance, which left a lot of room for doubt about his investigating the issue. Was Shen Qingqiu really to blame? Or was Luo Binghe just taking advantage of an opportunity to pin SOME crime on him, since he couldn't really get him for the shit he actually did to Luo Binghe himself? What about the hints regarding that Wu Yanzi guy? Why did those never seem to amount to much? Were the Qiu family really stupid enough to betroth their only daughter to a hostage, or was something else going on? And what about Xiao Qi, the slave boy servant of the Qiu who was mentioned a few times as another possible survivor or witness, but who never comes up again?

Shen Meimei played through everything, certain that there had to be some way to actually solve or gain clarity on the Mystery of the Qiu Family Murders, but even after completing the main routes and unlocking and completing the hidden ones -- nothing! It was all just swept aside in favor of tepid romance arcs, made all the more insufferable because of the compelling subtext between the male love interests. Like, why were any of these guys even interested in Haitang when they so clearly had more going on with each other?

Annoyance over a game Shen Meimei lost too many hours of her life to was one thing, of course.

Transmigrating into the younger sister of notoriously sketchy ex-fiance Shen Qingqiu was another!

Bad news: in the routes where Shen Qingqiu is prosecuted for his crimes, his whole family goes down with him. So if this goes poorly, not only will he be punished, but so will Shen Meimei!

Worse news: this fictional version of her family is almost identical to her actual real family. To the point where she would be checking everyone else for transmigration, except that no one but her seems aware that anything is odd. Shen Qingqiu acts exactly like her older brother, right down to his particular flavor of prickly social behavior and cynicism. And their middle brother is a chronically ill nerd who hate-reads trash novels and is completely fascinated by weird monsters (a much more worrisome trait in a world that actually has a lot of those...)

In short, her life is on the line, and so is her family's!

Damn you, Veiled Heroine Games! If you hadn't abandoned so many plot threats, Shen Meimei might actually know what was going on and be able to neatly circumvent everything! But now she has to figure out how to win the protagonist back over, rescue her brothers, and solve (and possibly further cover up...) the mysterious Qiu family murders, all while keeping Luo Binghe away from Shen Jiu, and preventing Qiu Haitang from completing any of the romance plotlines that will cause troubles for them! Which is most of them!

[nthspecialll]

What do you think the boys would be like as older brothers to little sisters?

Canonly Javier is a very loving older brother, that much is canon as we hear him talk about his sister. He seems to miss her a lot. I believe that he would love to teach a younger sister to fish and other things either he or she might enjoy.

Dutch... I am a little conflicted about, because on one hand Dutch as we know it isn't that attentive to people around him unless he gains from it. However, there might be a special connection if they share blood, we know that he is still in contact with his family, so he might have this sense of glory over it. He would however expect a certian level of class from the sister as she would be an extention of him in both good and bad.

Hosea: Sweet man, absolutely sweet man. With his age the younger sister will likely also be up in the ages, so just watching out for her, helping her where it is needed, take her into town and just hang out.

Charles: If you know Noshir's headcanon for Charles family history... You know it ain't good. Charles is a very loyal man to his family, robbing for his dad despite not liking it and searching for his mother far after she got taken, however it never ended well and then when all strings were loose he went lose as well, killing and murdering. If he had another sister who lived, he might not have gotten so violent, he might not have gotten violent at all. It is the same ponder as "would Jack have gone after Ross had the Marston girl lived," they both did it because they had no one and had lost everything, but if Charles had a sister he would have had someone. So yeah, very sweet and caring, possibly protective.

John: I am a bit conflicted on this as well. Because we see how close Marston is with Abigail and Jack later once he has accepted them, however that love and cares largely also came from him maturing, and in 1899 he is not mature, he is seeking that respect he is too young to gain. He would probably he a bit absent, too focused on his own life and his own achievements.

Arthur: He still has loyality towards his dad despite him possibly not being the best guy and having died so long ago, so his relation to family is strong. You are likely going to see a very protective man, however, he does believe in genderroles, so likely he will be slightly pushing them onto a possible sister. So yes, he will take them out on trips, but it will be "appropriate" ones.

Lenny: He is more driven by revenge than family. His mother isn't dead, she was likely still in his life before Lenny went and killed his fathers killers. I imagine that he would love her, absolutely, but he is doing his own thing. So yes, very sweet with her, but he wouldn't be held back by her.

Sean: He would probably teach her everything he knew about ireland, teach her about their father's history, what happened to him and so on. They have a culture and a history and I imagine he wants her to have that as well, especially since she would have been less around their father than he.

Bill: A little sister might actually have saved him. All he wants is to be appriciated and validated, a sister could have done this and if she does, all the affection that Bill has to Dutch would go to her. He got a taste of it and he wants more.

Micah: Micah is more loyal to values than family, we see how it went with Amos. So he would keep her around to do chores as long as she didn't disagree with him.

[hakonohanayome]

“Shoujo Kakumei Utena” Privacy File 1: The Case of Kiryuu Touga, or on depicting seishun in film by Enokido Youji     - from the July 1999 issue of “Shousetsu June” magazine

 In this film, Kiryuu Touga is one of the key characters. Although the TV series touched upon Touga’s younger days, the film goes into more details – the wound of Touga that was never directly depicted.  In his younger days, Touga was a normal kid who enjoyed happy times with his friend Saionji Kyouichi and his younger sister Nanami. However, he came to know his unfortunate fate from the time he was ordered by his parents to wear his hair long. His parents sold him to the Kiryuu family. Although he was an adopted son on the surface, the instinctive Touga knew what that meant. And in order to protect his younger sister, he accepted his lot. Being sold. We did not go into depicting what Touga’s parents obtained by going as far as selling their son. We would like you to think of it as a kind of metaphor. And Touga accepted in silence the sexual abuse from his new parents. His personality changed while he made a magnanimous show of enjoying the abuses in order to prevent his personality from splitting. The change took place in a spot so deep in his mind, that even those closest to him did not notice. Saionji and Nanami never noticed out of their innocence. And Touga never told his secret to anyone. It is said that a human being gains whatever he lost in exchange. So what did Touga gain in exchange at that point in time? It was the sense of alienation from being abused every night and seeing his innocent friend and sister during the day. The alienated self. The alienated self. Seishun itself is also the continuing process of alienating the self. (However, it is not so much that you come to be gradually alienated, it is more like “you come to be aware of the self which was alienated to begin with”.) And it is out of this awareness of alienation that you come to obtain a higher humanity and sexual self-awareness. In the TV series, Saionji always felt that he was one step behind Touga. Although the two are more or less equal in terms of ability, what Saionji lacked was that sense of alienation. We get a lot of feedback that it is painful to watch Utena. That is fine. It was our intent to depict relationships that are painful. Surely this action of ours may be due to the fact that we are trying to not lose that something which we will eventually lose someday. As we get older, we may be sure of only the safety zone. The trust of your community and friends is important too, but do not lose sight of the real sense of alienation; it is precisely because this sense of alienation that relationships with people become precious.

[whereslynx]

Being Rubys sister and seeing sad eyes threatening him (yk, First Episode at the Santos Party) sad eyes doesnt know you but Joker (the one next to him) knows you. Your defending you lil brother and sad eyes falls hard for reader the second he lays his eyes on her)

a/n: WHAT A CUTE IDEAAAA p.s lost my headphones today :( but we balling!!!!!

part 2 <—

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You had always kept an eye out for your little brother Ruby. In a place like Freeridge, where the streets could swallow you whole if you weren’t careful, someone had to look out for him. Your older brother Mario might’ve been the muscle, but you? You were the voice, the one who knew how to stand your ground, demand respect, and navigate the chaos without backing down.

Everyone in the neighborhood knew you as Mario’s little sister—younger, but fiercer—the one who kept things in check and never let anyone mess with her family. Los Santos were a family, and with you, well, the way you guarded your family and their honour led Spooky and the Santos to hold a sense of respect for you.

You had held their respect because of your relation to Mario before, but you carried your own weight, gaining a special place in their good fortune. They respected you for how you held it down in the community.

That’s why, when you heard Ruby was at the Santos party, you weren’t about to let him get caught up in some gang drama, especially if he was in over his head.

You pushed through the crowd of partying Santos, scanning the room for Ruby. The smell of weed and cheap alcohol hung in the air, music thumping against the walls of the rundown house. Your eyes finally landed on him, standing wide-eyed with his back pressed against a wall. And there he was—Sad Eyes, a tall, menacing figure, looming over your little brother. You didn’t know Sad Eyes personally, but his rep had reached you enough to know he wasn’t the type you let intimidate your family. But the guy next to him—Joker—you knew him well.

Joker spotted you before you could make a move, his eyes widening in recognition. “Ayo, y’all better back up,” he said, nudging Sad Eyes, who hadn’t noticed you yet. “You don’t wanna mess with her.”

Sad Eyes glanced at Joker, confused for a second before turning to face you. The second his eyes locked on you, something shifted. His hardened expression softened, just for a second, as if the world had slowed down. He wasn’t expecting this—a girl, fierce as hell, marching right into the lion’s den like she owned the place.

Without hesitation, you stepped in front of Ruby, glaring up at Sad Eyes. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” you snapped, your voice steady, commanding respect. “That’s my little brother you’re pressing.”

Sad Eyes blinked, caught off guard not just by your attitude but by you in general. He couldn’t take his eyes off you, the fire in your stance, the way you didn’t back down despite his size or reputation. Most people would’ve looked away, maybe even backed down, but you? You were different.

“You know who you’re talking to?” Sad Eyes said, trying to regain some composure, but there was a hint of amusement in his voice. He hadn’t been expecting a girl like you to come at him like that, but he kinda liked it.

“I don’t care who you are, pendejo,” you shot back, your eyes narrowing. “You’re not gonna lay a hand on him and think you’re all sweet.”

Joker laughed from behind Sad Eyes. “Man, I told you. You better listen to her. She’s a Martinez.” He gave you a nod of respect, acknowledging the weight of your name in the neighborhood. “She’s managed to get Spooky’s respect.”

Sad Eyes raised an eyebrow, now fully intrigued. “Mario’s sister, huh?” he said, his eyes still on you. There was something about the way you stood your ground, not giving an inch, that made him forget about Ruby altogether. You weren’t timid, nor afraid. You had fire, and damn, if that didn’t do something to him.

You straightened your posture, planting your feet firmly on the ground, arms crossed defiantly. Your glare didn’t waver as you stood between Sad Eyes and Ruby. “Mario ain’t here to play peacekeeper no more, so if you wanna put your hands on my little brother, we can throw down.”

Ruby, still visibly rattled, peeked out from behind you. His wide eyes, full of both awe and disbelief, darted between you and Sad Eyes. He’d seen you handle neighborhood issues before, but never like this—never standing toe-to-toe with a Santos, fearless like you had nothing to lose.

Sad Eyes’ smirk only grew wider. He leaned back, his dark eyes sweeping over you, taking in the confidence that rolled off you in waves. “Alright, alright,” he said, raising his hands in mock surrender. His tone was laced with amusement, like he was enjoying the challenge. “Didn’t know I was dealing with royalty.”

You rolled your eyes, unimpressed by his smooth words. “Just stay away from my brother, and we won’t have any problems.” There was an edge to your voice, one that said you meant business. You didn’t care about the gang politics or his reputation—what mattered was keeping Ruby safe.

Sad Eyes paused, his smirk faltering just slightly as he considered you, his gaze lingering longer than it should’ve. He didn’t expect to be checked like this, especially not by you. There was something about the way you held your ground, the fire in your eyes, that made him rethink his usual game.

His expression softened, but the smirk never fully disappeared. “Got it,” he finally said, his voice low and almost teasing. He nodded slightly, the look in his eyes making it clear that he was more interested in you than the beef with Ruby now. Sad Eyes chuckled, clearly impressed. “But hey,” his tone softened slightly, “what’s your name?”

You hesitated for a moment, not really wanting to give him the satisfaction, but finally you said, “Not your business.”

Sad Eyes’ grin deepened, clearly relishing the pushback. “Alright, ‘Not Your Business.’ I’ll catch you around.”

You turned on your heel, tugging Ruby along with you, his small frame still buzzing with adrenaline. “You better hope you don’t,” you shot back over your shoulder, your eyes meeting Sad Eyes’ one last time. That cocky smirk of his hadn’t budged—if anything, it was more pronounced now. His gaze clung to you, a strange mix of intrigue and amusement lingering in those sharp eyes.

As you walked out of the party, Ruby let out a shaky breath, the tension finally easing from his body. “Thanks,” he muttered, his voice small but grateful.

You ruffled his hair, a soft smile crossing your face as you both walked further away from the party—and then your smile dropped, a stern frown replacing it within a blink of an eye. And before Ruby knew it, his ear was being roughly pulled by your hand, small whines of protest escaping him as you led him home by his ear. “��Eres tonto? What the fuck were you doing at a Santos party?!” Your lectures blasting through Ruby’s ears could be heard from a distance.

But even as you left, there was a weight in the air you couldn’t shake—the sense that this wouldn’t be the last time you crossed paths with Sad Eyes. There was something about the way he had looked at you, as if he had seen more than just another face in Freeridge. His usual bravado had cracked, revealing a flicker of curiosity, like he wanted to figure you out, maybe even get closer. Despite his rough edges, it felt like he wasn’t done with you yet. And deep down, you had a feeling you weren’t entirely done with him either.

As he watched you disappear into the night, Sad Eyes couldn’t help but shake his head, still smirking. This was different. You weren’t just another person to intimidate, another face in the crowd to forget. Something about you got under his skin, made him feel alive in a way he hadn’t in a long time. He knew he was hooked—whether you liked it or not, he wasn’t going to let this be the last time.

[bloodinmymilkshake]

PERC'ILDAN ARRANGED WEDDING AU... but not in the way you think.

The de Rolo family is alive, Anna Ripley betrayed the Briarwoods, as a result of which they were exposed and executed.

Vax and Vex were unable to escape from their father and remained to live with him in Singorn.

And one day Sildor decides to use his children for political gain, concluding an alliance with Whitestone through an arranged marriage.

At a family dinner, he announces to his children that they are going to Whitestone to meet Vex's future husband, Percival, and Vax's future wife, Cassandra.

Vex doesn't believe in love and isn't too upset. Vax knows that his sister will have to stay in Whitestone, and he will return to Singorn with a new wife, and is worried about the separation.

Meanwhile, Lord Frederick also informs his children about the upcoming marriage over dinner. Cassandra is 18 and she is still a rebellious teenager, so she greets the news with scandal and tears. Her parents don’t really want to let her go to another state, but they hope that marriage will benefit their daughter.

Percy, at 23, is not at all interested in girls. Instead, he spends his days helping Anna Ripley in the lab as an assistant, and working on his personal projects in the evenings (she allows him to use the lab in exchange for his help). He is not interested in his future wife, but his father promises him a personal workshop if he does not break the deal.

Before the guests from Singorn arrive, Cassandra cuts off her long hair as a rebellion, upsetting her parents. At dinner, she reveals that she is interested in sword fencing (not a very common thing for a girl), and Vax offers her a practice match (much to his father's displeasure). During the fight, Cassandra and Vax get to know each other better and find a lot in common, but not in a romantic way.

Father invites Percy to give Vex a tour of his laboratory and show her the weapon design he is working on. Percy talks enthusiastically about revolvers, but Vex isn't too interested. Julius, Percy's older brother and crown lord, saves his younger brother from embarrassment and his fiancée from boredom by inviting Vex to take a walk in the garden together.

In the evening, the twins share their impressions. Vax says his fiancee is too young for him and he sees her as a younger self rather than a woman he can love. Vex says she met an aristocratic, intelligent and interesting man with whom she discussed Whitestone politics, but this is not her future husband. Vax shares with his sister his anxiety about their separation and almost cries.

The next evening, Percy stays late in the laboratory as usual, and Vax gets lost in the corridors of the castle and accidentally wanders into his lab. Percy promises Vax that he won't lay a finger on his sister after the wedding. Vax makes the same promise to Percy. Percy shows Vax his greatest achievement, the Pepperbox, and talks enthusiastically about it. After years of work, the project is finally nearing completion and he is very excited.

Vax enjoys watching Percy like this, and they feel sympathy for each other.

The next day, Percy demonstrates the "greatest invention that will redefine guns" to his family and guests, but the Pepperbox misfires. Part of Percy's family doesn't believe him and he is very upset about his failure. Vax comes to his laboratory and consoles him, and then suggests that he take a walk around the castle to take his mind off things.

Over time, their walks become more frequent. During one of them, they goes onto the roof of the castle, from where they have a view of the entire Whitestone.

They sit there with a bottle of wine, and Percy shares with Vax his concern that his sister is still just a child, and he does not want to let her go to Singorn. Vax promises Percy that he will take care of Cassandra and protect her.

One sunny day, Julius invites everyone (namely Vex, Vax, Cassandra and Percy) for a horse ride. Vex, like him, is a big horse lover - she gets along very well with animals, and this fascinates Julius.

All five of them have a carefree time and forget about the upcoming wedding for a while. In the evening, Vax comes to his sister’s room and asks how she feels about Julius. Vex says they're just friends, but that doesn't sound convincing.

A couple of weeks before the wedding, Julius walks into the laboratory when Percy is alone there. He tells his brother that he is very lucky, because his future wife is a wonderful girl. Percy doesn't share his brother's opinion at all and says he doesn't feel right. He used to think that marriage was just a convention, but now, having met someone special, Percy thinks about love for the first time.

At the same time, Vax finds Vex crying in her room. Vex says she is very stupid, but she really fell in love with Julius. She is afraid that he will push her away if he finds out about this, because she is engaged to his brother. Besides, Julius is the crown lord, and she is an illegitimate daughter, and they cannot be together. Vax says that he fell in love with Percy, and it hurts him to see both his beloved and sister so unhappy.

The day before her father arrives from Singorn, Vex meets Julius in the garden and says that he will not be able to forgive her for what she is about to do. The next moment, she kisses him. They spend the night together in Vex's room.

Percy goes to the roof and finds Vax there. He sits down next to him and takes his hand. Their lips almost touch, but neither of them dares to kiss. Percy says, that he can't imagine kissing his unloved bride at the wedding ceremony (Percy has never kissed before). Vax advises him to imagine the one he loves.

They spend the night next to each other, but it seems pointless to each of them to talk about feelings, when very soon their world will collapse forever.

In the morning Sildor arrives and everyone gathers at the table. Unexpectedly for everyone, Julius suddenly gets up and, in front of his entire family, asks Sildor for his daughter’s hand in marriage. He says that after everything that happened between them, it is his duty to marry Vex to preserve the young lady's honor. Nobody can object to him.

Percy stands next to his brother. He turns to Sildor and asks for Vax's hand in marriage. He says he fell in love with him, and since same-sex marriage is legal in Whitestone, the agreement between the families is not broken: both twins marry into the children of the De Rolo family.

Left alone, Percy and Vax finally confess their feelings to each other. Vax takes Percy's face in his hands and asks if he can kiss him.

[arkhammaid]

— ˚₊‧⁺˖THE LIGHTNING ON TRACK | BEFORE THE FAMILY

fandom. formula one & mcu

about. y/n meets the stark clan

content warnings. written in 3rd person + headcanonish, not edited & proofread!

word count. 0.8k

notes. first 'lore' chapter!! i'm excited and hope you all like it <3 i would love some feedback hehe and any reblogs are ofc greatly appreciated!

before...

TONY STARK

y/n l/n grows up surrounded by motorsports, especially motogp. with her mother being a worldchampion, it's only natural that fast cars and bikes are her every day entertainement.

she's raised as an only child and by a single mother, she doesn't even know who her father is. and if she's honest, she doesn't care about it at all. why would she need a father, when she has already such a cool mother?

while her mother loves her independet daugher, she still thinks she should know about her father and tells her the truth. tony stark, also known as iron man, is her father. they had a short relationship, akin to an affair but it ended with both of them being extremely busy with their lives.

but just because y/n is aware who her father is, doesn't mean he's aware that he has a daughter. and he hasn't been for a long time, not until y/n's career in single seaters properly started. he regrets meeting her so late (in her teenage years) but never holds it against her or her mother.

how do the two meet? well, it's quite tragic... with her mother losing her year long fight against cancer, y/n is left alone, since her mother didn't have any close family. not wanting to end up in forster care and stop her career, she seeks out tony and shows up on his doorstep one random wednesday afternoon.

he's shocked, but pretty much believes her, when she tells him who she is. tony is of course no fool and still does a dna test, but even if it came out wrong, he would've taken care of y/n- he immediately felt a connection.

within the same week, tony gains custody of y/n and she moves to new york, but still goes to a boarding school until she's a candidate for formula 4.

PEPPER POTTS-STARK

y/n meets pepper in the same week she meets tony. not as her step-mother, but as CEO of stark industries and close friend of her father.

they immediately take a liking to each other (they both like to bully tony) and pepper can't help but feel for the lonely teen. y/n doesn't have many friends, especially close ones and with her genius mind, she always felt like an outsider. she only truly fits in with other racers, but then it's more about her talent and they're also all boys and older than her. not somehting everyone likes...

when tony finally ask pepper to marry him, y/n is their biggest supporters. pepper is incredibly touched and makes her maid of honor. she goes even so far, to ask y/n, if she would be alright with pepper adopting her. that evening, many tears were shed.

y/n loves pepper just as much she loved her own mother and sees her as another mother figure in her life. she still doesn't call her like that, but sometime she slips up and calls her 'mama', which leaves pepper flustered and deeply touched.

HARLEY KEENER

it takes a bit for tony to introduce y/n to harley, who she meets first as brother. with harley studing in MIT, he only knew that tony had something very important to talk about and wanted him to come home as soon as he could.

but it still took two months, until harley and y/n met, but luckily they hit off. harley knows what it's like to have a smaller sister, so he stepped up as big brother again, while y/n was a bit unused to no longer being an only child. but with harley being a full-time student, it felt as if she was one.

despite harley acting like an older brother to y/n, it still took a long time for them to actually grow closer. harley lost his family few years ago, but the thought of actually having a younger sister again... well, let's say he had a few things to say to his therapist.

but a few years have passed now and they're close, despite rarely seeing each other, with harley working at SI and y/n having to travel the world for her racing.

PETER PARKER

y/n meets peter as tony's intern very early, so she experiences the process of him getting adopted first hand. with both of them beings so close in age, they're close by default.

but it also helps that they have a similar humor (proud genz) and interests. peter starts focusing on engineering, just because y/n is heavily involved with it and y/n does physics and biochem work with peter, to help him as spider-man.

when peter gets adopted and becomes a proper stark, y/n set the goal to become his favorite sibling (he always talks himself out of the pick with "my favorite sister is you", fully knowing he only has one).

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[lilyslark]

thinking about sirius and lily finding the siblings that they lost in each other. sirius losing his younger brother and lily her older sister. both of them gaining a new perspective about what it must have been like to be the other sibling. sirius having a sister for the first time and lily a brother. sirius teasing lily about being a few months older than her—sirius having a younger sibling again and lily an older one.

thinking about sirius losing his baby brother for good. thinking about petunia suffering that same pain when she loses lily.

[annawayne]

Hi Anna!! I hope you're having a wonderful day!!! And that you have been well 🩷 I wanted to ask you about what your favorite AOT alternate universe is! And if you were to make your own, how would you write it? Sending you hugs!!

Oh, Stella, hello-hello!

Thank you so much for asking, and I had so much fun while answering and thinking about it, so I might accidentally wrote an outline for a fic...

You know, I really love canon-compliant and canon-divergent scenarios, but I have a very weak spot against the historical AUs or mythology AUs. In general, I really love AUs which take canon and transform into AU, without changing the main topic/character arcs too much, but adapting it into the new scneario. And I really love Medieval AU, Ancient Greece AU, 1900-1920's AU, but now, I want to stop on another AU which was sitting in my head for a while, and with your ask, I gave it more thought and structured all these ideas into something more proper, so here I present you -

Here, I want to make a quick disclaimer that I took as a base the whole period as a whole and in my AU, there's the fictional geography which is based on original AoT, but some events are inspired by real historical events and the whole vibe of the epoch. Plus, I focused on some general points of this plot without too much details and it's written more like the outline, rather than some fic (so sorry if it's not very good...)

Far away from home she never saw, Annie is raised by the man who is in slavery, among others people from the conquered lands - but there, in complete secret, they raise their children as Warriors - someone to give revenge for the King bloodline, who sent them there and who conquered their lands.

They worked from a very young age on the fields, and at night - they train, they are raised to be weapons and with the solo goal - to buy themselves freedom and then, to use for the killing. So when times comes, Bertholdt, Reiner and Annie are sent to Paradis Kingdom.

They know that the King is quite not sane - by age and illness he gained by various sexual connections, and he has three children: the oldest son, Erwin, twins Historia Armin, the youngest son. Erwin is an heir, a talented warrior and promised leader; meanwhile, Armin is much younger and not so strong, but his intelligence, bravery and the desire for knowledge is enormous. However, their father didn't really favor Armin, and always neglects him, sending him to battlefields, which are already meant to be lost. Erwin, on the contrary, recognizes Armin's talent and they are close; he, as an older brother, teaches him a lot and they like spending time together. Historia and Armin are close too, not only as twins but as allies: Historia isn't really loved by their father as she's a daughter and can't heir the throne, and by gossips. she has love affairs with one of her guardians, Ymir, which is also not approved by their father - but Armin always supports his sister and her lover, trying his best to cover Historia's missing for nights.

Annie, Reiner and Bert, when they arrive to Paradis Kingdom, they join the Warriors who didn't belong to any village, gathered only by desire of fight and war, the legendary order of Viking mercenaries. There, they meet Zeke, Pieck, Porco, Marcel, and many other people, who was informed of their arrival, and so starts the years of the battlefields. Endless, endless battlefields, full of blood to prepare themselves for the King killing.

Until one day they learn the news from their spies: Erwin, the heir, should be on the battlefield not so far away from their location, and they decide to capture him to manipulate the King, that will eventually lead to his death, but... Instead of Erwin, they find Armin and his army. Armin at the age of 17 is already an excellent strategist, however, his subordinates mocked him for being too merciful, kind and coming up with strategies that save lives, so commanders didn't obey his orders that led to almost his own capture. Annie, Reiner and Bert and their order used this situation, and they helped Armin to win, but... They caught him as a hostage. Not Erwin, but Armin is still an heir.

Firstly, there was an obvious tension, but Annie couldn't miss that Armin was different from what she imagined him to be, how... Royal should be. He is kind, smart, very attentive, and yet, he is manipulative and he never choose to opt to violence, only as a last resort when he could save someone important to him or when he realizes that there's no other choice. It's strange, Annie thinks, and she doesn't understand him. He is the first person in this cruel world who is so unconditionally kind - and yet, not without venom in him, and she couldn't just wrap up her mind how to understand him. She always thought she was nice at reading people. But with Armin, she realizes that she never was.

After some time, Armin and Annie start to speak with each other, and Annie hates that she starts craving these conversations. She hats that this boy should paint his hand - beautiful hand, maybe, more suitable for some crafter or painter - with blood. So when she hears Armin speaks with Marcel that he wants to train to become stronger and more capable in fight, Annie bursts in anger. At this moment, she was practicing with her daggers, and so she throws one of the daggers to the tree trunk, just a few inches away from Armin's face, cutting a few strands from his locks. She hopes it would scare him. She hops he would just step away and refuses to train to become a Viking. To become a Warrior.

She hopes.

But Armin looks directly at her, with his hazel eyes, so deep, like the autumn foliage in the sunset, and the determination in his gaze chokes her with the tight grip.

"Teach me.".

"Me? To teach you?" Annie snorts, trying her best to stay indifferent. "You're helpless. Don't even try."

"I know I am now," Armin nods, taking a step to her. "But with your help, I can become stronger."

"And? What benefit is it for me?"

"I'll teach you reading and writing. And I can also pay you. For you being my guard. When we come back to the capital, I can make you my guardian."

Annie looks at him, and she couldn't fight against his gaze. It's beneficial for her mission, isn't it? It is. And so-

She agrees.

Their training starts, they stay together, since she's now his guardian and his teacher. Armin struggles at first,, failing and failing miserable, but after every fall, he gets up with no complaints, the same determined fire in his irises, and... In one year, he really becomes stronger.

And they become closer. Annie learns about his twin-sister, how close they are, about Erwin, about their crazy father, about all the intrigues and horrors happening in the royal court. She learns that Armin loves to read, that his dreams - not to conquer lands but to see them, experience every single land with respect and admiration, that he never really wanted to be a King. She learns that he knows how to braid hair exactly thanks to Historia: she did it to him, and he did it for her, and now, he does it to Annie's hair too. She learns so many things about him, and she learns another thing, that braided hair by his hands looks so beautiful on her. So beautiful and she doesn't deserve this beauty.

One day, Armin cuts his hair, and Annie suddenly realizes that he grew up. And so she is, too.

And so grew up something in her heart she didn't know a name.

Reiner, Bert and other Warrior pressure her that she started losing her head and betraying them, but she always fight back., defending herself and always dismissing their accusations.

Until, one day, both she and Armin train on the cliff, the sea shimmers at the horizon with molten gold, and just at the very end, their bodies suddenly pressed so closed, caught between the daggers and their battle stances. Eye to eye, torso to torso, their jagged breathes wash each other with warm waves.

"Don't be so cocky," Annie says, her dagger stops inches away from his neck, . "If you think that you can win easily in the battlefield, someone will kill you faster that you can even imagine."

"I wouldn't be so sure," he whispers, and it sent shivers down her spine.

Confusion furrows her brows, and Armin nods down, somewhere to her abdomen. When she looks down, she sees Armin's dagger pointed right into her gut.

Something coils right in her abdomen - impression, surprise, pride and something else. Something she is afraid to name our loud.

"Not so bad for a dead man," Annie whispers, and instead, with the effortless maneuver of her hands, perfected by years and years of war, she flips him.

Armin falls on his back, right into the long grass, but instead of groaning or insults, he smiles, starting laughing.

"You're honestly amazing," he says and looks at her with so much joy and tenderness, and it just makes her blush intensely.

That day she realizes that she can't run away any more from her true feelings. She realizes that she really loves him. And it terrifies, and excites her at the same time.

Weeks later, their hands touch for the first time longer than a sudden brush, and decided to stay for a few minutes longer interwined. Months later, their first kiss happens. A few more - their first intimacy.

But time goes on, they're closer to the capital. And once they arrive in the capital, the King is not really happy to see Armin having his own subordinates. He feels that he's not safe anymore - and he plans to kill Armin after the celebration of his return.

Warriors plan to kill the King, some high-ranked vassals and King's advisors plan to kill Erwin because they see that Armin his more powerful army with him now, and King also has his own plans - none of the sides know what the other plan, so during the celebration, the total mess happens. Both the King and Erwin are killed: King when everything happens, he orders to kill Armin right away, and Annie protects him by killing the King; and Erwin - is killed by Zeke.

Armin becomes a King.

But since Annie killed the former King, she should be now executed, and it's Armin who should ordering since she killed the King in front of his vassals and subordinates. If he wouldn't do it - they wouldn't recognize him. She understands that she failed. She put her feelings first, and now, when she sees Armin in blood and with bloody crown, his eyes so terrified and so... Broken, she sees his heart broken in his gaze when she realizes that she was lying all this time, she just realized that she failed something that was more important than her mission.

She succeeded in her mission.

But she failed him.

"Since when... You... Started to look at me with these eyes, Armin?"

She mumbles, as the hands of soldiers dragged her away. Armin is devastated, but to save her life, he orders to sell her to slavery - he couldn't leave her with him, and he couldn't execute her either. He asks only for one condition - to find a farm where she can work with not so grave conditions.

Then, 4 years pass.

Armin was immediately dragged into wars and he won them, by his excellent mind and strategies. But all this time he was utterly depressed and totally alone, the weight of the crown and responsibility killing him bit by bit, and all this time he was searching for Annie - when he asked the farm of the slaves where he ordered to sell her, his vassals lied to him and told him that she died, not wanting to see her near the new King. Armin was devastated, but searched for her for 4 years, not leaving this hope that she was alive.

Until one day, they met again, on the random market place, when Armin was with his guardian Connie, eating a pie.

And so she was. Alive. And so beautiful, even with the stuffed cheeks and startled gaze, but for him, she was the most beautiful and strong woman he ever met.

And so... The new story begins. But, this is completely another story :D

[tw1l1te]

I didn't know you took asks! If it doesn't go against your rules, could you write a yandere reader trying to hide their more possesive/obsession side from the chain (Wind being seen as a younger brother, ofc), only to figure out they are all equally as obsessed with them? There's not enough yandere reader in the world 😔

Take care of yourself, and drink some water if you haven't in a long while ♥

Why have I never considered this. Like-

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Ok so like I envision this working well with a modern!reader/guide, since well, y'know, Zelda's a pretty large franchise in the gaming industry and in general

Reader has been a fan since they were young, maybe starting at the ages of 6-8 and have played through most, if not all of, the Zelda games. They become obsessed with the lore, characters, possible theories, the timeline, Link.

So if they land in Hyrule of all places one night? They are searching.

It doesn't take long though, its almost fate considering how fast the Chain find the reader.

Obviously the reader tries not to seem overly jumpy/fan-like, so they shut away their thoughts for now, trying to gain their trust

They are honest about how they're not from any of their Hyrule's, and eventually tell them about the franchise but don't tell them about the fact you've spent so much time, money and energy on them.

It takes another while for them to get used to that idea, but Reader was honest, so why wouldn't they trust them?

The growing bond, of course, causes... feelings, or rather more extreme feelings, to bubble up.

Longing smiles turn to sitting next to each other turn to holding hands turn to cuddles-

Reader's so jittery. Like, they've been waiting months for this to happen since they first met the Chain. And now that they are getting into romantic territory? There's no going back.

Once the Chain collectively admit their feelings to yandere!Reader, Reader is locked in. They get so overprotective, Wind in particular, as they view him as their little brother. Nothing can ever hurt him again.

Constantly cuddling or touching someone.

A reckless accident happens, mostly by your instigation, as something was going to harm Time and you had tunnel vision. This life was the one thing you wanted, and you wouldn't let a measly Lynel take away a part of it.

The battle was bloody, some of the Chain looking at Reader in shock in love after the battle, blood caked onto their chin, hands, anywhere that wasn't covered in clothing. They burst out crying, admiting to how attached and bonded they felt to each one of them and that they wren't going to let any more harm come to any of them.

They all had a bit of whiplash to how genuine and terrifying you sounded, but... they couldn't say they felt any different.

After all, they watched you when you slept, softly cooing at you when you were in the process of waking up or if you were having a nightmare

Wolfie was always with you, watching looking over you.

Wild almost always made your favorites, occasionaly adding some sleeping elixir to your portion so you could catch up on lost sleep so he could brush through your locks.

Time never allowed you to go anywhere alone, most times accompanying you to protect you, to be there with you.

Wind clung onto you, viewing you as his older sister/brother/sibling. He needed you there when the memories or nightmares came back in the night, petting his hair and singing a lullaby from his home.

The mutual attraction made it so much easier, for both you and the boys! No one had to worry about running away or leaving because they were never going to.

You were bonded forever.

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[an-gothamite-aka-zannalial]

What if Terry and Matt lost their parents that day, Amanda hired a killer to kill their parents and the murder was successful.

And after that a few days later the Cadmus project was discovered by one of the bats, And Bruce decided to take them without telling Terry what really happened to his parents

Terry was the only one who was really traumatized because Matt was only about 1 or 2 years old at the time, so the one they had to worry about the most was him.

I have an idea about Terry growing up to be an angry child and wanting to always be perfect, because for him that is what is important to get respect and love. He will do anything to be the best among everyone

And no one in his family tried to advise him that it was bad or unnecessary, because deep inside they also always tried to be perfect. And he will be the person who always dominates and controls, even though he doesn't always succeed

Meanwhile, Matt, unlike Terry, will grow up and only remember being a rich kid who can do whatever he wants. And being a good older brother to his younger sister Helena

Here, Helena was born 1 year before Terry and Matt entered the family. She is a child who always seeks attention from everyone around her in various ways, from normal to suspicious.

Also Terry is called Terrence because no one knows about his Terry nickname, he no longer cares either

Sooo........

Bruce: Terrence how was your school

Terrence: That's a terrible B, I got a B- because those stupid kids can't listen

Bruce: Ter you shouldn't be like that, they are your friends don't say mean things about them or-

Terrence: I don't want to call people who lower my score as friends forever

Bruce: *Sigh

Damian: Are you done now, I want to use my painting tools now mcginnis

Terrence: No, I have to start from the beginning again, the first one was crossed out

Damian: It's just a little graffiti no one will care about emo teenagers

Terrence: Maybe you don't but I'm sure many will

Helena: It's not fair isn't it Matty

Matt: yeah. We should be able to walk there, it's just a bunch of ordinary flowers that happen to be prettier than usual

Helena: Right. We can ask Daddy to buy this

Matt: I'll call him in a moment, this time you have to ask. Yesterday I asked for a swimming pool. Ok

Helena: yeh

Dick: Why are you crying hello Kitty princess

Matt: She cried because father wouldn't let her buy beauty equipment

Dick: why did you want it helen

Helena: Because all the other girls can wear them, and they won't let me borrow one

Bonus:

Hero school students: Robin (Terrence) is good, he doesn't have any evil intentions

Terrence: *literally manipulates them into doing whatever he wants, uses them for his own gain, never really caring about them,Always wanting to be the center of attention alone, etc

[peachhcs]

high school signing day | the wonder years

hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will)

samy's feeling lost with her college decision, so she looks to the three people she admires the most.

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this is totally not samy and will, but this was requested!! there's like a little small bit of angst, but only if you squint. btw i'm not 100% sure how high school signing days work bc my school never had them really, so i just guesses lol

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the hughes sibling group chat burned into samy's skull while her thumb hung over the facetime button wondering if she should call them or just figure it out on her own. she hated bothering them, especially if they were out doing something because who wanted their younger sister bugging them when they were hanging out with friends?

that felt like the worst part about all of this. samy was the last one left out of her brothers. all of them were on their own now and while luke was still in michigan, it felt like he wasn't a lot of the time because of him being busy with college. the connection the four of them once shared slowly dissipated despite the promise they all made before quinn went to college.

"i promise we'll still talk everyday. we can't get rid of each other that easily. we're family," quinn glanced between his siblings as they stood in his freshly decorated dorm room.

"yeah, promise. we're all still in michigan, so we're not even that far away," jack had said with a slight eye roll. he wasn't as emotional as luke and samy were about their oldest brother leaving home.

talking everyday slowly turned to texting everyday which turned into twice a week if samy was lucky. she knew their lives would start becoming more important than texting the groupchat everyday, but when one of the most important things was hanging in the balance of samy's life, she wasn't quite sure if she could bring herself to call the three people who had been there for her entire life.

"just call them," samy muttered to herself.

somewhere, she gained some courage and clicked the facetime button where her screen split into four boxes waiting for them to pick up. her lip slipped between her teeth as she anxiously hoped one of them would answer.

luke connected first.

his face appeared with a small smile while samy watched him stick his airpods into his ears and walk somewhere which definitely meant she interrupted him from something.

"what's up?" the older boy wondered.

"hi, sorry. am i interrupting something?" the girl immediately asked.

"oh, no. i was just playing video games with some of the guys," luke shook his head, relieving some of the worries in the girl's chest.

quinn's square connected a second later. he looked quite comfortable in what must've been his apartment couch. "hi, what's up guys?"

"hi quinny," samy hummed, smiling at her oldest brother.

"hey squirt," quinn's little nickname made samy chuckle.

finally, jack joined the call from his new jersey apartment. he waved to the group, "whole gang is here. what's up?" the middle hughes wondered while their gazes fell to samy since she started the call.

"hi, i just wanted to talk if you guys aren't busy?" samy wondered.

"sure, what's up? is something wrong?" quinn's protective older brother instinct kicked in almost instantly making the girl smile a bit.

"no, not..not really. i'm just..thinking a lot lately with..signing day coming up," the younger brunette explained making her brothers quickly understand.

"oh right, mom mentioned that. have you picked a school yet?" jack asked.

"uh, that's the problem. i-i don't really know," samy frowned.

she'd been back and forth between michigan and boston for weeks now. both of them were such great schools and amazing soccer programs, she didn't know how to pick one. if she went to michigan, she'd continue her brother's legacy, but if she went to boston, she'd get to stick close to will and the guys she's grown so close over the last two years.

"what's got you stumped?" luke raised his eyebrow.

"i-i don't really know. they're both such good schools. i feel like i'm gonna let people down no matter which one i choose," the girl sighed a bit.

"wait, who are letting down? mom and dad?" jack grew confused.

"well, yeah, if i don't go to michigan and you guys in a way and i let down will and the guys if i don't choose boston," samy sunk down into her bed.

"wait, no, no, you're not gonna let us down if you don't go to michigan. you know that, right?" luke quickly cut in.

"i-i mean.. yeah," samy's voice grew quiet.

"we don't care where you go, samy. as long as you're happy that's all that counts. would it be awesome if you came to umich? yeah. my heart wouldn't be broken if you chose boston though. plus, i know mom and dad will be happy for you no matter what?" luke quickly reassured his sister, but she only shrugged.

"i just feel so..lost, i guess. i mean how did you guys even choose?" she mostly asked quinn and luke since jack didn't go to college.

"quinn sort of influenced my decision, but i guess i just loved the atmosphere michigan brought. it's like home to me. you just gotta choose where you most feel at home," luke hummed.

"if that's boston, that's great. if it's still here, that's also great. no one's gonna hate you if you choose one or the other," quinn added in.

a little smile danced across the girl's lips. "yeah, i guess you're right. maybe i'm a homebody, but michigan will always feel like home to me."

large smiles grew across her brother's lips hearing her say that. they would've been happy wherever samy ended up, but all of them were secretly hoping she'd land on michigan.

"you guys sure you can't come out for my signing day?" samy asked half joking, half not. she was mostly asking quinn and jack since luke would most definitely be there living so close to home.

"sorry, squirt. i'm not sure if i can get the time off," quinn frowned.

"yeah, me neither, but we'll be there in spirit. maybe mom can facetime us in!" jack exclaimed, trying to lighten the mood.

facetime us in. that phrase was common in the household nowadays. there were a lot of things samy's brothers have missed because of their obligations which she completely understood, but sometimes it hurt. she never once missed any of brothers most important days, yet they seemed to have missed nearly all of hers.

not to mention, facetime calls got old really fast.

"that's okay. i'll think of you. i better let you guys go though. thanks for talking," samy put on her best smile despite the pit in her stomach.

"of course. anytime, squirt. love you," quinn said while jack and luke echoed his sentiments. samy hung up first leaving the other three still on the call.

"are you guys for real not coming down?" luke wondered, tone somewhat bitter but not quite.

"i mean..i would if i could, but with a game coming up i just don't know if i can swing it," jack began.

"come on, she's been there for us our entire lives. she's been dragged to more of our shit than us to hers. the least we could do is be there for her for once," luke didn't mean to sound so angry, but he couldn't help it because he too was one of the forgotten siblings jack and quinn slowly stopped showing up for when they left the house.

quinn and jack's expressions fell soft and it seemed to ebe decided then as texts and calls were quickly sent.

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samy sat at the table with her parents making up the last of the display. they all sported the infamous blue and yellow colors along with a banner laid over the table saying university of michigan. the decision seemed so easy after that conversation with her brothers and samy was glad.

she spotted will, gabe, ryan, drew, aram, jacob, and will vote up in the gymnasium stands watching down with proud smiles on their faces. sure, it hurt that they'd be separated in the fall, but the brunette knew they were all extremely proud of her.

samy's eyes weren't on the doors that opened a few seconds later with three very special guests walking in. instead, she watched her mom fix more things on the table that she also didn't catch her dad recording her.

"i'm glad we have another baby wolf in the family," quinn spoke first, instantly catching samy's attention.

she probably gave herself whiplash with how fast her head swiveled around to meet all three of her brother's gazes.

"o-oh my god. what are you guys doing here?" the girl exclaimed, jumping up to collect them into hugs.

"you'd really think we'd miss something like this?" jack laughed, nuzzling his head into his sister's head.

"i'm really glad you guys are here," samy grinned.

"wouldn't miss this for the world," quinn beamed as well.

after the hugs and reuinions, the entire family crowded around samy's table as she got the paper ready alongside the woman's soccer coach. her high school coach also stood behind her while the photographer got ready for the big moment.

they staged a handshake pose before samy began signing her name across the paper, beginning her contact with the ncaa.

"samy hughes, university of michigan women's soccer!"

[ennoshitas-princess]

Winning My Heart

Kenma Kozume x chubby fem! reader Warnings: fluff, slight bullying (not from Kenma), Kuroo setting the two of you up, slight subducting (comments), swearing Synopsis: you are the younger sister of a professional gamer and he takes you to a convention, even though you wanted to spend your weekend at home Word Count: 772 So, I hope you love this, bc I found the idea super cute.

Being dragged by your older brother to any place where he had to be was something you were already used to, but never quite enjoyed. In your honest opinion you found video games fine, but never enjoyed playing them. Just the thought of you being here made your anxiety skyrocket to a whole new other level.

“Look, y/n. Your older brother is cool, isn't he?” Your brother bragged about his success, even though he just gained fame because of you.

The real reason why he became famous rather quickly happened one fateful day, the day you decided to enter his room while he streamed himself playing Minecraft. You entered to check up on him, and only in seconds when the comment section of his stream started to go nuts over you.

One comment read: “Damn, I wish I could date her~”

Another read: “Is that your girlfriend??”

Another one: “I bet her pussy tastes so good~”

Just seeing those comments made you ick in disgust. Mainly, these were guys right around your brother's age, about in their twenties. You were just in your second year in high school. Just thinking about them made you want to leave, but you just stood there, rolling your eyes.

He kept on shooting each opponent down, each smearing in red as they fell onto the ground. You stood there with eyes opened up widely, shaking in place, wanting to leave and not see the bloody horror on the screen.

He eventually got shot, but never made it to the top of the rest. The highest score right when your brother died was about twenty thousand points, while he only got to like a thousand or so. You stood there wondering who was the one with all these points?

You walk away from the pouting of your brother, not wanting to deal with the big baby he is. You found yourself venturing off to anywhere to maybe find an exit, but a part of you just wandered around to check the place out.

From pro gamers, to noobs, to the in-betweens, your eyes glimmered under the lights hung right above your head. The time and dedication put into being here made you want to congratulate every single one of them, except your brother.

You eventually see a stand with a faux blond playing Mario Kart, trying to beat a rooster head right beside him.

Fascinated, you stop to check out who is going to win. A group of tall guys stand in front of you, snickering to each other.

“What is a fat ass like you doing here? Only guys are allowed. Not a girl like her.” One of them said.

“Yeah, like what the fuck is wrong with her? She should go to the restaurant right around the corner.” Another snickered.

The faux blond got distracted with the comments and turned around to glare at them.

“What is wrong with you guys?!? Anyone can be here and have fun. You guys are just jealous that she might be better than you.” His golden eyes pierced their souls.

With that, they scurried off to hide.He turned back to his game, only to lose. His eyes popped out with frustration, wanting to kick anything and everything. He lost because of those dumb guys. You weren't a problem, they were.

“Hey, you protected that girl even at the cost of you losing Kenma. Why?” Kuroo teased the guy.

“Because people like them are just dumb and don't deserve to even exist, like they are just wasting our oxygen.” Kenma shrugged it off.

Kuroo being himself, he knew there was something more with him and you.

“Hey, Chibi-chan. Who are you and do you have a boyfriend?” Kuroo called out to you.

Your face scrunched up with a hint of blush. A random hot guy is asking you if you have a boyfriend. How could this be happening?

“Umm… no, I don't.” You glance down to the floor.

“Great! Hey Kenma, why don't you go out with her?” He teased him.

His head turned around to where you stood. His face turned into a tomato seeing your cute chubby cheeks. Your outfit too made you even more adorable.

“What is your name?” The rooster head asked.

“L/n y/n.” You replied to him.

Cute, I guess. The faux blond thought.

He reminds me of my kitten. You thought.

“Do you play video games?” Kenma approached you with a hint of hesitation.

“No, but my brother does.” You point to where your brother sat.

“Oh. I thought we could play together. I could always teach you some time.” He suggested.

“Sure!” You smile happily.

A/n: hello, the post I promised of Kenma!! I will post the winner of the poll soon!! Hopefully you enjoyed reading this!!

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