#oh lord i am angry and upset

[loomiskiller]

the scream franchise ended with vi.

[baycitystygian]

I know I generally embrace being autistic but today the hardest parts of it were really in the foreground for the entire fucking exhausting day… having auditory issues on a VERY important phone call that I needed to make and fighting for my life to understand what the poor sweet insurance lady was saying because the audio was so distorted… having a way-too-long discussion with my sister where I (1) promised to “castrate [her baby daddy] like a hog” for ghosting her and genuinely meant it (thinking about stuffing his nards as a wall trophy tbh, if he doesn’t wanna be a dad so badly then surely it’s no loss to him!) and (2) argued with her about laws that are stupid and shouldn’t apply to her situation (that’s a long story)… which probably did not make her feel any bit better and honestly I think both of us are much more stressed out afterwards. like some situations get me so outrageously mad that I literally cannot handle it and I need to remove myself from the conversation because the other person isn’t budging because it’s something they have zero influence over and they are just trying to explain the damn thing but it’s Wrong in my eyes so I feel the need to argue my case and how the fuck does anyone put up with me

like I know I don’t go into much detail about personal issues on here (or much of anything re: IRL me) but uh. that’s a huge thing I struggle with and I have no clue how to change it. It’s like, does no one else have common sense? Why can’t anyone else see this? and it feels like screaming into the void and it makes me feel terrible and it only stresses out the other person who is Not Getting Paid Enough (well, at ALL) to deal with Whatever This Is

[h3yl4dies]

✰ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠!

✰ 𝐀𝐤𝐚 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐤𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬!

𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚 : 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨

𝘼𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙣'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 : 𝙏𝙔𝙎𝙈 𝙁𝙊𝙍 100 𝙁𝙊𝙇𝙇𝙊𝙒𝙀𝙍𝙎! 𝘽𝙩𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!! 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙡!!

𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 : 𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙍𝙖𝙣 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙍𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙪 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙮𝙤 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙯𝙪 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ⚠ : 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 & 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙯𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 💀

☛ 𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈

Him being the most non-caring sadistic motherfucker reacting to a girl crying is very confusing for him

You were recently stressed because of your college assignments and paperwork shit

You were at your room crying quietly until he walked passed your room, heading soft crying whimpers

He went into the room with our knocking and saw you hugging your soaked pillow with your tears on the bed

"Yo what happened?" He said as he sat on the edge of your bed, patting your back slowly as you opened your reddish teary eyes at him

He isn't the best listener, but he is also a good help

You vented your problems and stress to him as he quietly listened

After you were done venting, he suggests that you should not care about your shit rn, you should take a break instead

Oh yeah, hes the type to not take these kind of shit seriously so he would just randomly comfort you and suggest you should rip your assignments in half 💀

"Lmao who cares about studying and homework? They are just here to ruin your life worse so why don't we just burn it?"

He's already handing you a fucking lighter 😭

You tried stopping him from burning the assignments but nvm

Overall, he's not the best listener but he is willing to do whatever he can to make you feel better (in the worse way 💀)

☛ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔

Awh, he's so sweet

Blud is the type to be nonchalant when he actually has the most Pure-sweetest heart ever

You and rindou go to the same high school, during cleaning time. Rindou wanted to borrow a mop from your class

When he went to your classroom, no one was there. You were the only one. You were crying in the empty classroom quietly.

"Huh- wtf-.. Hey what happened..? "

HE'S THE TYPE TO BE SO CONFUSED AND NOT EXPECTING THIS

it turns out that some kid from your class forced you to take over their duty of cleaning the classroom and you were upset about it

When he heard about that, he would be visibly angry.

He would want to gain information about that kid from your class and plan to meet him at the school gate with Ran and beat the shit out of him 🤦‍♀️

"Hey, don't stress about this alright? It's okay, I will help you clean your classroom together"

He feels like the best thing he can do is to help you out, after helping you out, you are gonna plan a funeral for that kid who forced you because rindou isn't joking in planning to beat him up 💀💯

"Don't worry, I will take care of him later but let's quickly finish this alright?"

Overall, he's a good listener! Better than his brother actually

☛ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎

Oh god

I swear to the fucking lord

HE is the worst one out of these 3 characters I am writing for right now 😭

I AM ACTUALLY BEING FR HE IS THE WORST THERAPIST AND LISTENER

You were recently made fun of, because of your body which made you extremely insecure

You were at the school bathroom stalls crying quietly and locking yourself in the stalls

When he found out about this, boy he isn't gonna turn on the comfort energy, HE BOUTTA TURN ON HIS KILLING SPREE ENERGY INSTEAD 💯🤬🙏

Another reminder, whatever he says might be toxic as fuck

"Why the hell are you crying over this shit? They're just mad"

he might get annoyed from your crying but if he actually cares, he would just kill the bullies tbh

He wants to end things quick and not make it a drama so he would just randomly quickly murder their asses

As you all know, if you seek comfort from him, it isn't gonna be good 😭

He would stutter and think what to say to make you feel better, he has 0 experience from comforting people

"Hey uh, it's alright, stop crying and things will get easier and better"

Overall, he's the least listener and comforter I recommend in here (hey at least he tried 😁)

Thanks for 100 followers again loves<3

☛ 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

☛ 𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

[ilovejungwonandhaechan]

a little knack — yjw pt. 1

pairing: acadmic rival!jungwon x academic rival!reader

🎧 - earned it by the weeknd

note: jungwon is the student council president and the salutatorian (2nd rank) and reader is the valedictorian (1st rank). there's just a lot of tension in between them tbh

a/n: first fic!! not proofread bc i'm lazy lol i feel like i'm manifesting being sal or val at school #academicweapon??

wc: 624

fic under the cut!

jungwon is focused on some paperwork in the student council room. he is wearing headphones, jamming his favorite song at the moment when he suddenly looks up to the person by the door. upon seeing you, he sighs loudly, pausing his music before looking at you unamused.

“bitch, what was that reaction?”

jungwon arches an eyebrow as his earphones dangle on his neck. “wow. language, please.”

“oh, yes, dearest student council president. i will do anything you say because you’re an elite. my lord and savior.” you giggle as you spew sarcastic words out of your mouth.

“watch your tongue. i might get used to you calling me ‘dear' and ‘lord’ all the time.” jungwon’s slight smirk turns into a mocking grin upon hearing your sarcastic response. he puts down the pen he had been holding and leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.

“you wish, bitch.” upon hearing you emphasize the word ‘bitch’ like that, jungwon’s amused attitude slowly starts to change: his jaw muscles twitch and he narrows his eyes at you. jungwon lets out an annoyed huff, clearly frustrated. he studies you for a moment, his gaze intense.

“you know what? i’ve had enough of your attitude.” he stands up from his chair and walks around the desk to stand right in front of you.

“why? are you sad you only got a 98 on the bio test while i got a perfect score? oh, poor, poor jungwon.” you said as you challenged him by walking closer.

jungwon grits his teeth at your words, obviously upset by hearing you flaunt your higher academic standing. his eyes darken while his gaze burns into yours. “oh, you think you’re so clever, huh? is that your way of trying to get under my skin? your attititude is irritating. you think you’re better than everyone else.”

you take a step closer to him and send him a wink and a smug smile. “oh, honey… being valedictorian means i am better than everyone else.”

“you really think you can mess with me like this, don’t you? with your damn smirk and smart talk?" he takes another step forward, closing the distance between you guys. your chests are almost touching. jungwon’s jaw clenches after seeing your wink and smile. he’s trying to keep his cool, but you’re really testing his limits.

“well, yes because that’s what i’m doing right now, am i not?” you take another step forward.

he takes another step forward. “i think you like seeing me mad. i think you like the effect you have on me.” he mutters through clenched teeth with his minty breath fanning your face.

“correction: i like the effects. plural.” 

jungwon’s heart skips a beat after hearing your correction, and the smirk on your face drives him over the edge. he reaches forward and grabs your shoulders, pushing you backward until your back is pressed up the wall. “you’re enjoying this, aren't you?”

“you stand corrected because you clearly like this more than i do. of course, you would like the thought of someone catching us like this and getting all the wrong ideas, wouldn’t you?”

jungwon’s chest is pressed against yours. his body traps you against the wall. he’s breathing heavily from frustration, and his expression is still angry with a hint of something else. “and what if i do? what if i like the thought of someone seeing us like this?”

you lean in and whisper in his ear, “then it’s clear what kind of effects i really have on you.” you smirk at him, push him off, and exit the room confidently.

he lets out a frustrated sigh. running a hand through his hair, he mutters under his breath, “damn it."

read part two here!

[strniohoeee]

Can you do one with Chris where he overstims the reader until they use the safe word??🩵

Brutal

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Chris has been in one of his moods lately, and when Y/N doesn’t like it….Chris gets a little upset, and takes his anger out on her. This is for this request I got, and another request asking for an angry Chris🫂

Warnings⚠️: This is SMUT!! There’s spit, smacking, use of the word slut, dom Chris, overstimulation, and I think that’s all🤭

Song for the imagine: Bathroom, Hotel-Montell Fish

⚠️This is an 18+ imagine, so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️

I wasn’t too sure what was wrong with Chris lately, but he’s been so aggy and rude, and I had given him some space for a few days, because honestly me and a rude Chris equals me cursing him out and telling him to leave

I hadn’t seen him in three days, and we texted here and there but he was back at the house with his brothers. Nick and Matt created a groupchat with me and not Chris to tell me how fucking annoying and rude he’s been.

I honestly wasn’t shocked. Chris gets like this every few months. He gets all bitchy and annoying, and usually I have to fuck him, so he gets whipped back into shape. But I wasn’t his mommy, and this behavior had to stop

Nick was texting the groupchat about the latest issue between them

-Y/N Chris is so fucking annoying I’m not even sure how you deal with his annoying ass….like I’m about to put his ass out, and change the locks on the door-Nick

-It’s that fucking bad? What’s the issue now???

-He started complaining while we were filming about how the car video was stupid, he was hot, he was annoyed and that Nick and I couldn’t get our shit together-Matt

-The fuck is wrong with this kid?? Is he a fucking child?

-He might as well be. We had to stop filming because he started cursing like crazy, and started to hit us and shit. He fucking knocked me in my mouth and I started to bleed-Nick

-he’s so fuckkkg ridiculous…like I’m getting tired of putting up with this shit….

-Yeah, and then when we went back home, he started going off about the garbage not being done, and the fucking dishes not being done, but like when I told him to do he started flipping the fuck out-Matt

-Where’s he now??

-in his room yapping like an annoying bitch-Nick

-oh brother…let him calm down he’s having a temper tantrum

-yeah..put his ass in time out next time you see him -Matt

-I sure will LMFAOO

An hour had gone by, and I was just at home chilling. I had showered and I was reading a book when I got a text message

-Chris is on his way over to you…he literally flipped out on us again-Matt

-oh brother….time to play mommy with this kid

-LMFAOOOO lord help you idk how you do this-Nick

About thirty minutes later I heard my front door open, so I knew it was Chris

“Babe” he called out

“In my room” I yelled to him

I heard his Timbs hit the ground in thumps, and then suddenly my door busted open

“Yo” he said taking his hat and shoes off at my door

“Yo? Am I your homeboy” I said raising an eyebrow at him

“I’m not in the fucking mood” he said bluntly

“Oh excuse me…you better fix your attitude because I’m not doing this temper tantrum bullshit” I told him shutting my book and placing it on my nightstand

“Listen I’m not in the mood okay. I just want to see my girlfriend and decompress” he said walking over to the bed, taking off his shirt

“Yeah, and you’re not going to come in here with an attitude and bark at me about what you want to do in my HOUSE” I said rolling my eyes at him

“You piss me off sometime” he said looking over his shoulder and scoffing at me

“Well then….the doors right there Christopher” I said to him

“Stop fucking doing that….stop fucking calling me Christopher and talking down to me like I’m some fucking child whenever we get into an argument” He said giving me his back

“Don’t act like a fucking child, and I wouldn’t have to do this” I said to him

“I should fuck the shit out of you right now, so you know your place” he said running his hands through his hair

“Please Chris….we both know I fuck the SHIT out of YOU” I told him staring darts into the back of his head

“I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll won’t even know where you’re at” he said finally turning around and looking at me

“Try me then” I told him

Immediately Chris got up and came over to me looking down at me like I was his prey

He grabbed my neck and immediately my hands grabbed at his hands, and he smashed his lips into mine sloppily making out with me

He pulled away still looking down at me

“Fucking slut” he said and smacked me. I loved when he did that

He roughly grabbed my boobs through my shirt, squeezing them hard

“Can’t wait to fuck you dumb” he said ghosting his lips over mine

He removed his pants and was just down to his underwear’s.

“You’re so hot when you act like this” I said removing my shirt

“Shut up” he said pulling me in by my neck and making out with me, he then roughly pulled me away

“You gonna use that big fucking mouth of yours to suck my cock?” He asked

“Whatever you want” I told him

“Good…I trained you well” he said

He took his underwear’s off, and stood in front of me before once again grabbing me by my neck to bring me up to eye level with him

“Open your mouth” he said, and I obliged

He spat into my mouth and pushed me away

“Fucking suck my dick” he said sternly, and I immediately went to his dick

I started to lick the tip before hallowing my cheeks out

“Fuck yeah…so hot when you’re not barking at me and just sucking my cock” he said immediately putting his hands in my hair to push my head down causing me to gag

“Awww too big?” He said in a mean way

At this point he was just face fucking me. I was gagging and my eyes were watering non stop

“So good to me, but I’m ready to fuck you” he said immediately pulling me off of his dick

He swiftly removed my underwear and flipped me over so I was on all fours

“I love when I get to fuck you like this” he said smacking my ass

“OW ASSHOLE” I yelled at him

This caused him to pull me up by my hair causing me to wince

“Watch the way you fucking talk to me doll face” and then he threw me forward

He smacked my ass again and then massaged the ache away, spreading my legs and spitting on my pussy

“FUCK, CHRIS” I yelled out moaning into the sheets

He slowly rubbed his cock up and down my pussy causing me to whimper, and then suddenly he slammed into me

“CHRISSSSS” I moaned out loudly

This only amped him up because he started to pound into me so fast and hard I couldn’t even think at all

“Taking me so well like a good slut” he said smacking my ass and fucking into me

Chris was gripping my waist so hard while pounding into me non stop, I had never been fucked this hard by Chris and I was loving every second of it

“FUCK FUCK FUCK” I started screaming out as he drilled into me

“Take it slut fucking take it” he said grunting from behind me

Chris attack wasn’t slowing down, and I was drooling all over my sheets….he was literally fucking me dumb

“Is she drooling everywhere….pathetic” he said smacking my ass again

“CHRISTOPHERRRR” I yelled out

He grabbed my arms and started to pound into me, my nails scratching and digging into his arms….he would for sure have marks

“Chris Chris I’m gonna cum” I yelled out, and immediately came all over his cock while moaning like a bitch

“I didn’t say you could cum…just for that you’re giving me two more” he said

“No Chris I can’t” I said whimpering

“YES YOU WILL” he said pulling out of me, and flipping me over to face him

He smacked my cunt and then spat on my pussy again. Causing me to moan out

He immediately slammed into me causing me to shiver because I was so sensitive still

“Youre gonna take it, and you’re gonna take it good” he said slamming into me and coming down to leave sloppy kisses all over my neck

I had my legs wrapped around his waist while he relentlessly pounded into me. I started to grip and scratch at his back

“FUCK CHRIS” he screamed out scratching harder

“Fuck baby keep doing that” he said as he started to kiss my neck and slowly taking one nipple into my mouth

“Oh god” I moaned out throwing my head back

Chris was pounding into me, and then suddenly he brought his hand down to my clit to start rubbing ruthlessly

“FUCK FUCK IM GOING TO CUM” I screamed out gripping onto his hair with my right hand

“Come on baby you still owe me one more” he said as he fucked into me harder

I felt myself clench down on Chris, and suddenly my back was lifting off the bed as I was cumming all over Chris’s cock again

“AHHHH” I started to yell out as my nails scratched harder

“One more” he said still pounding into me

“CHRIS NO NO” I said moaning out

“YES” he said, and continued to pound into me

Causing me to whimper and tears to form in my eyes

“Keep on baby cum on my cock so I can fill you up” he said thrusting into me harder

Chris was pounding into me so hard my mouth fell slack and my eyes shut. He was grunting above me and his sweat started to drip down onto me

“Oh fuck Chris” I said as I felt another orgasm beginning to form

“Come on baby give it to me” he said thrusting into me harder

“FUCK” I screamed out as my legs began to shake and I came all over Chris again. I was seeing flashes of white, and my body was shaking from how hard I just came

Chris soon came into me while moaning out my name with a slack jaw. He was fucking into me still trying to ride out his high

“ROSE ROSE ROSE” I started to scream out our safe word as it was becoming too much for me. He immediately pulled out

“Sorry baby. Are you okay?” He asked coming and laying next to me

“Yes baby…it was too much” I said weakly

“I’m sorry my love” he said running his hands through my hair

“It’s okay…that felt amazing” I said looking at him with lazy half lidded eyes

After Chris had fucked the shit out of me he had to help me to the bathroom, and we showered together, and went to lay back in my bed

“I’m sorry for being such a dick” he said stroking my hair

“It’s okay baby. You just gotta talk about your feelings more” I said kissing him on the cheek

“I’m trying, I will do better” he said kissing my forehead

“I love you, and know that I’m always here to talk to you” I told him

“I love you too baby, and yes I know that, so from now on I’ll come to you, so I’m no longer in these weird funks” he said to me

That night we fell asleep in each others arms, and the next day Nick had asked me to come over so we could have a pool day, so Chris and I got ready and headed back over to his house

When we got to the house Nick and Matt were already sitting in the pool chairs getting ready to get in the water at any moment

“Heyy guys” I said as Chris and I walked over to them

“Hey Y/N…..how’s the baby?” Matt asked laughing at Chris

“He’s better now” I said looking over at Chris and pinching his cheeks

“Fuck off” he said laughing and pulling away

We had all been sitting around for 20 minutes before deciding to get in the water

Chris removed his shirt, and when he turned around to jump into the water my mouth dropped

The scratches….he had scratches all over his back and arms

“No wonder he’s in a good mood” Nick said looking over at me

“Oh my god” I said starting to giggle

“The fuck ya talking about” Chris asked turning around

“Your back looks like you got into a fight with an animal” Matt said

“No wonder my back was burning” he said rubbing his chin

“Yall make me sick” Nick said

“Sorry I was fucking the shit out of her last night that would explain the good behavior on my part today” Chris said smiling at them

“CHRISTOPHER” I yelled, and then pushed him into the water

When he came to the surface he reached up and pulled me in by my arm. That day we spent the whole day in the pool, laughing, chatting and just have a good time

I kind of want Chris to get in those moods more often….loved the way he treated me yesterday

The End

Alright here’s some Chris smut for yall! Hope you enjoyed and I hope the people who requested this liked it🖤🖤 thank you all for 365 followers . This is insane like a week ago I had 60 followers??🥹🥰

-J💅🏽

[slutforsnow]

Skin Don't Matter To Me

Quick a/n before the fic gets started; I am SO SO SORRY to those who were upset/uncomfortable/angry that I made the original billy x black!reader a former slave!reader. I didn't think. I shouldn't have been up at 1am writing. It was horrid and a terrible decision on my end. Forgive me or not, is entirely up to you. Ty to the anons who called me out for it and made me realize it was wrong to do that, biracial or not. I hope you can forgive me 🫂

Tw/CW: insecurities, anxiety, racism is brought up (not comments, just behavior).

Summary: Reader gets insecure about her relationship with Billy after seeing some girls flirt with him.

It was a chill Saturday evening in the saloon as patrons drank, played poker, and chatted absent-mindly. It was an easy night, for sure, aside from a few drunken snide comments made towards reader, but she shrugged them off. After all, she wasn't getting paid to fight the customers.

As she hummed and wiped down the bar, which was currently empty, she stopped midway to wipe some sweat off her face—reader loves her afro, and has no problems pulling it back so she didn't sweat to death while she worked, but some nights it was just too hot and having so many people out and about the saloon was making it harder to deal with.

Her dark skin shone in sweat as she worked but didn't complain. She had to make a livin' somehow, and she wasn't gonna do that by moanin' and groanin'.

As she resumed her work, she flashed a smile towards her boyfriend as he played poker. He was in his favorite seat, watching her work as he placed his bets and ignored the other girls hitting on him and trying to get his attention. He was technically working as well—he and his boys were security for the saloon because some of the customers were still quite horrid to the folks of color who worked, especially the women. They'd try to threaten y/n but were often silenced or kicked out by Billy and his men.

Y/n and Billy had been dating for 2 years, despite the ups and downs of him being a cowboy and the racism she'd face for being a black woman.

As she worked, still humming, she caught sight of some white girls being all touchy and whispering things in his ear. She bit her tongue as to not cause a scene and focused on continuing to grab glasses and wipe down tables.

'He'd never leave me. He's said that,' She thought to herself as a reminder that Billy would never leave her for some white girl. She was his, and he was hers. Yet, despite the constant love and affection he would give her, she still got that nagging fear that he would leave her.

A few hours later, Y/n's shift had ended and the couple were headed back home to the ranch that they bought with their savings over the course of their relationship. Y/n was silent the whole way home, which made Billy worry that he did something wrong.

"Darlin' did I do somethin' wrong?" He asked, setting his hat on a hook by the door as he shut the door behind him.

A lump formed in her throat and she sighed, knowing he'd keep asking if she said nothing.

"It wasn't you, Billy it... it's just my fears," She answered, trying to dismiss her fears.

"Well, what's wrong? It won't go away unless you talk to me."

Damn his smooth and relaxing tone- she didn't want to talk about it, afraid it would turn into an argument about his loyalties but he was so understanding that she knew she she couldn't hide it from him.

"Those... those damn whores that keep touchin' on you like you're not taken," She told him, sighing. "I know it's probably stupid or somethin-"

"Oh thank the Lord, I was hoping you'd bring this up," He breathed out, letting out a relaxed laugh and earning a perplexed look from y/n.

"...What?"

"I've been wanting to tell you about that. I never wanted to stress you out, but I hate, and I mean absolutely fuckin' hate when they do that. It gets so annoyin', I tell them I'm taken and to back off, but do they listen? No." As Billy continued to ramble about how he hated the other women touching and talking to him like he wasn't a taken man, she smiled.

He was so vocal about how much he hated it when they touched and flirted with him that it eased her worried soul and she hugged him tightly.

Fucking hell, she loves this man so much.

[nadiresdiary]

"Poly" in Polytheism

mostly an open, and very raw talk about Lady Athena by a baby helpol

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* This is a very big yap session, I apologize!! I am getting more and more interested in Lady Athena, Lady Demeter, and Lord Ares.

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But it's weird... especially with Lady Demeter. I am SO out of touch with nature, yet I crave it. I hate cooking, and I only bake if I have to. I only stay outside if the temperature is alright to me. I would LOVE to support local farmers and buy organic food, but I can't afford either. But She feel so incredibly motherly to me. I feel like Her domain is calling to me. I truly believe that humans were made to live and frolic in nature.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Lord Ares is an interesting one... All of my life, I have struggled with anger issues (I get angry easily), passed down on me from both of my parents. At this point in my life, I hold my anger in very well, and tend to go away from situations that make me angry so I they don't "escalate" . I have seen just a handful of posts by Lord Ares' worshippers, and how much He helps them, not just with their anger.

I sometimes tend to forget that anger is not a necessarily bad emotion. It's here to protect, and to make your body recognize when you are being mistreated, for example. From what I have seen, lots of Lord Ares worshippers see Him as a father figure, and I have read a lot about how good of a father He is.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Lady Athena, however... oh, it's a complicated tale on this one.

As I have stated in a prior entry, I don't feel worthy enough to be under Her domain, even though I'd like to be.

All of my life, I have felt inferior, especially in the smarts-area. I have never been book-smart, and my mother never finished school, so there was a LOT she didn't know, and therefore, couldn't teach me. And I don't have a dad, lol.

Anyways, from what my best friend and boyfriend have been telling me, is that I seem to be socially smart. I seem to be wise. But I don't look at these aspects of myself all too fondly all of the time, since those were shaped by trauma.

I had to be careful.

I had to read people and identify their intentions immediately for my safety.

I received a lot of bad grades in my school years, which always made me feel dumber than others. Since there is a high possibility that I have ADHD, I've started to be easier on myself. The system just wasn't made for people like me.

But I love knowledge. I crave knowledge.

I get overwhelmed when my (possible) ADHD wants to suck up Every Single Piece Of Information Ever in the span of one (1) day. And I sulk when I'm not perfect.

I get frustrated when information doesn't stick immediately. I get upset when I have to read a passage over and over and over again because I can't concentrate on Just That.

I don't feel worthy yet, even though I want to finish my high-school diploma somehow after dropping out two years ago, and even though I see and recognize that some things that I say or do, are because of my craving for knowledge.

Should I still reach out? Should I somehow "wait" for a sign from Lady Athena where I know that I am allowed into Her domain? As I see Lady Aphrodite as a gentle, loving and kind Mother, I see Lady Athena as a stern Mother that expects perfection. Am I wrong?

Thank you for reading 🕊️🤍

[bones4thecats]

heyaa can i request a hades , Poseidon , Thor , (and if you can) Buddha with a fem!tansai seikun! reader?

((this is how reader look like))

Basically the reader is a goddess of calamity , misfortune that Zeus has personally choose. To fight against humanity

How would the ror character(a.k.a the reader husband) react when she fight against like one of the humanity fighter and absolutely demolished em outta existance with her 12 shikigami with zero scratches

Like they know she was strong but they didnt expect her to be this strong and then what is the aftermath when the reader finally meet up w their hubby??

Alsp maybe can you please add a scene of like the reader just basically tormenting a God outta pure mischief whilst their husband just stare at her with the "i am awestruck , crazy in love with this sadistic woman i married" look

btw the reader is a sadistic type like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland type but a bit more serious

(srry if i Made too much unimportant stuff , i love your writing and honestly i just cant Refrain myself from requesting im sorry if this is alot , tyyy)

A/N: Sorry, I couldn’t think of anything for Buddha, as she fights against Humanity while he fights for Humanity. I hope you do like the parts I did write! Enjoy~~

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You looked at your opponent, known as ‘The Luckiest Idiot In History’, you stood against Timothy Dexter, who was known for his very stupid rags-to-riches story

Lord Dexter looked at you and tipped his hat off, bidding you a good match, you just smirked a completely black smile as your empty eyes looked into his soul

“ What is your name, madam? “ “ You intend to challenge me without knowing that? Is it boldness or just disrespect? Oh well, whatever. I am Y/N, the Goddess of Calamity, reflect on the name of the one who will end you. ” “ Y/N, Goddess of Calamity. I already have. “ “ Now then, should we get started? “

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💀 Your husband sat by his nephews, Ares and Hermes, and his youngest brother, Zeus, while you and this ‘Timothy Dexter’ prepared for battle

💀 He initially was very upset with Zeus about having you fight, what if the human Brunhilde chose could give you a hard time?

💀 But seeing how your completely black eyes lit up and how you accepted on the cost that there was a border around the people inside, knowing your power’s extent

💀 Hades watched as Timothy tilted his hat down and sent a hoard of knives towards you, and as you brushed them away with ease, they simply went around him

💀 He sat at the edge of his seat near the end, watching how no matter what attack you sent towards the human, he somehow avoided it

💀 You smirked when he landed a decent blow nearby you, and you decided to say, screw it

💀 Holding your hand up, you chanted the words;

“ 12 Shikigami, attack. “

💀 Once the final attack landed on him, you smirked and watched as he turned into green shards and faded into nothing as Humanity had a mixture of angry screams and laughs

💀 Hades looked at you as you walked back inside and you just smiled and hugged him, and all he could think as he watched you torment Loki while battles continued was;

“ What a lovely wife I have. “

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🔱 Poseidon and you had a habit of watching humans fail things and chuckle about it, but you did it because it made you laugh and he did it because it helped feed his ego

🔱 When you were summoned for battle, Poseidon kissed your head and watched from his seat as you began to happily mess around with the attacks of Timothy Dexter’s

🔱 He looked at the human with disgust when a knife nearly hit you

🔱 Seeing you just dodge and attack the human, proving the attacks were fruitless if direct, he narrowed his eyes

🔱 Poseidon watched as you kicked and beat the Humanity Ally with your 12 Shikigami and he smirked lightly as he died slowly

🔱 Hearing the screams of celebration from the Gods annoyed him, but seeing you fly up and hug your best friend Loki and then give himself a kiss on the cheek made him pull you onto his lap to rest, you had no injuries to tend to, so why waste time?

🔱 You and your husband looked down on Humanity with different reasonings, his because of superiority, and you because of your sadism

🔱 And if he disagreed, he’s lying, he had hearts in his eyes watching you sadistically massacre the human whom he deemed ‘too annoying’ for life

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🌩️ Thor had met you through Loki centuries ago, and now you were married and fighting to the death in Ragnarok

🌩️ He knew you could handle yourself very well, so hearing that Zeus chose you to fight made him smirk, knowing it was gonna be a very short match

🌩️ Not being fond of the human who had greeted you so teasingly is something that he definitely felt

🌩️ Staring at the human from his stance by his father and cousin, anyone could feel the tension between the Norse God of Thunder and the dubbed ‘Luckiest Idiot in History’

🌩️ Watching you fight made him itch for his match, which was set after yours

🌩️ But it distracted him when the knives and constant random attacks that Timothy sent out would nearly hit you, but seeing your smirk and begin to torment the human’s brain got him feeling butterflies

🌩️ When you were announced as the winner, he stood by the Gods’ walkway and hugged you once you made it to him

“ My bolt, I congratulate you on your battle. “ “ I cannot wait to see you fight, my love. I hope you make the human writhe in pain~ “

[sleepyfireball]

I love Season 3 of Bridgerton so much (Part 2)

I loved Colin and Penelope's story. The Lady Whistledown reveal, the angst, oh, it was perfection. I thought the mirror scene was immaculate and just nailed their friends-to-lovers vibe perfectly. Also, Colin asking for consent at each step is so hot, but we digress. The whole of part 2 had me stressing, with all the Whistledown angst, but I did desperately enjoy the fact that despite how angry Colin was, there was never any doubting his love for Penelope, like they got married and he stroked her fac during their wedding dance (which was another wonderful scene) while he was still upset. This is true Colin 'My Wife' Bridgerton behaviour. Luke Newton and Nicola Coughlan did amazingly well in their roles, particularly in the most heated and emotional moments. Penelope was wonderful as well, the fact that she was willing to give up Whistledown was so important, but the way it ended, with her not having to give it up was even better, in my opinion. It helps the show maintain its natural dynamic with the narrator in Julie Andrews, while neatly bringing the Whistledown storyline to a close. Also, the ending, with Polin's son inheriting the Featherington estate has pulled that storyline to a close as well, with the Featheringtons properly secured. I enjoyed the growth that both Colin and Penelope went through in Part 2 and it felt like a natural continuation from Part 1, although Debling did just kinda vanish.

Speaking of disappearing suitors, Lord Samadani also vanished after Part 1. I think this was able to happen because Queen Charlotte became so entangled with Whistledown, she stopped caring about the Season and the Diamond, otherwise she may have tried to push Lord Samadani at Francesca a little more. Francesca and John were just beautiful in Part 2, their engagement and wedding was sweet and low-key and fit them both perfectly. I was pleased to see that Francesca flourished with John and she in turn, was able to help him become a little more comfortable among her chaotic family. Francesca is also my bi-icon. I will love her forever. The definition of Gay Panic when Michaela Stirling walks in. I do like that Francesca teaches Violet that love does not always have to be exactly as she experienced it, and Violet explains how she fell in love, which we see happen for Francesca when Michaela walks in. I think Francesca is still in love with and happy with John, she's just had her bi-awakening and does not know what to do about it.

Speaking of bi-icons, Benedict Bridgerton has finally, properly entered the ring after 2.5 seasons of humming and harring. While I was not the biggest fan of the fact that it was introduced via a threesome that just kept popping up between heartfelt or emotional scenes, I am glad the writers committed to it, even though when push came to shove, Benedict avoided the commitment and ran away, again. I think his season is next due to his chats with Eloise right at the end of the season (swing chats, my beloved).

Eloise did well in Part 2. Her anger was mostly as a protection for Colin and I was pleased to see her mature and grow into an adult. She and Penelope had some beautiful growth, with Eloise learning that while Whistledown was not necessarily kindly written, it did not lie and Penelope had tried warning Eloise multiple times about hanging around Theo. Penelope also had growth in being willing to give up Whistledown which I think helped Eloise's understanding significantly and also with her promise to write more carefully in the future. I was so pleased to see the two of them being friends again. I had missed them. I also think that a trip to Scotland will help Eloise expand her horizons, possibly allowing her to understand the ton a little more as well, preparing her for her story in Season 5 I hope. I do however think that Eloise's treatment of Cressida was a little callous, but she can't win them all.

Cressida is an interesting one. Personally I am still not her greatest fan, however, seeing why she was so desperate to escape did bring motive to her claiming Whistledown's identity, even if it was not the most well thought out plan. Jessica Madsen did an excellent job with providing depth and clarity to Cressida's story and I will be at least a little interested to see where it goes from here. Also, reading what the Cowpers thought of the Bridgertons was truly shocking (and hilarious) and you can see that Cressida's mean girl persona comes from her mum, solidified by her dad's pressure.

Queen Charlotte did exceptionally well for me this season. I could truly feel the power she weilds and how dangerous it would be to go up against her so blatantly as Whistledown had. I did appreciate Lady Danbury basically telling QC that her life would become infinitely more boring if she were to truly put an end to Whistledown and Brimsley with QC is an unstoppable duo, particularly after QC:ABS.

Lady Danbury, another highlight of the season. Her scenes with Marcus Anderson and with Violet are among some of my favourite in the whole show and I'm gonna use another post to talk about Violet and Marcus and Agatha, because this post is ridiculously long and I could talk about this particular plot for days. I was pleased to see Agatha helping the Mondrichs get settled and happy to know that she had suspected Penelope was Lady Whistledown. It makes sense, as she is the most perceptive in the ton. I was a little upset that we didn't get to see much of Polin and Lady Danbury interacting, but I can see why. It almost felt more powerful for it to just be them trying to figure out their problems together.

The Mondrichs. I enjoyed their story, it was good, nice to see them get settled into society once and for all. It felt like a natural conclusion from the three season with them hosting a successful ball for the season.

The Featheringtons, I will admit, they impressed me. Their ball was a success, and their comedic timing was immaculate once more. Seeing the development that Penelope and Portia went through was excellent and very much needed for Penelope to have a healthy relationship with Portia. I enjoyed that Portia stayed true to her word and stuck by Penelope during the LW reveal etc. But I was also amazed by Colin's speech when Portia was insulting Penelope in Ep5, because those assumptions were rude and insulting to Penelope and to Colin and she needed to be brought down a few pegs in order to develop properly. It was also nice to see the three sisters getting along, to an extent, in the final scene. I also though that Violet and Portia were excellent together. Props to Ruth Gemmell and Polly Walker for somehow managing to infuse so much awkwardness into the 5 minutes they shared on screen, simple and pure comedy, I loved it. Also pleased to see that the Featherington boys continue to be Husbands first and men second.

Also Kanthony was nice, glad to see them helping Colin out. Violet really brought in the heavy artillery for her fighting newly-weds. Also pleased to see Kate take on the older sister role and Anthony literally being the most besotted man on the planet.

Gregory and Hyacinth were also excellent. I feel like the sibling scenes really thrived in part 2.

[leviathans-watching]

Ummm.... Hi!!

I recently saw your blog and I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT-

So I was thinking can you do an obey me fanfic (mainly fluff) where mc gets cursed and falls unconscious but when they wake they cling to the first person they see...

Like they woke up and saw lucifer first so because of the curse they will cling to Jim all day???

Thanks

your heart's my horizon

includes: lucifer x gn!reader ( no pronouns mentioned)

wc: 1.8k | rated g | m.list | crossposted on ao3

a/n: lord this ended up getting away from me and sort of being what you requested but i hope you enjoy regardless!! thank you for requesting! my inbox is open to chat, req, and leave feedback so come say hello <3 (title from lighting by tiger lili)

please like and reblog!!

Summary:

“And you don’t know what kind of curse?” Lucifer runs a hand through his hair anxiously. You stir slightly but still do not wake.

“We've got it narrowed down. Nothing too harmful, at least for demons, but the main concern is that we’re not sure how it’ll interact with a human. We’re just waiting for MC to wake at this point.”

Lucifer crouches down, examining your face closely. At least you don’t look like you’re in pain. Removing a glove, he presses the back of his hand to your forehead. It’s as he’s doing this that your eyes flutter open, taking him in.

“MC?” he asks panickedly, and Diavolo hurries closer, leaning over you as well. “Are you alright?”

“Oh, I’m more than alright,” you say, sitting up. “Now that you’re here, Lucifer, I’m perfect.”

“What the hell happened?” Lucifer knows he’s snapping, knows he’s losing his composure, but the sight of you, pale and still on the cot is something he never wanted to see again.

“We’re not quite sure,” Diavolo says, placing a hand on his arm. “It seems to be an accidental cursing. From what I've heard, two students were fighting and MC seemed to be caught up in the mix accidentally. wrong place, wrong time.”

Lucifer’s eyes glow red. “And where are these students?”

Diavolo smiles, showing that he too, is angry. “Oh, don’t worry. I've left them in Barbatos’ care.”

“And you don’t know what kind of curse?” Lucifer runs a hand through his hair anxiously. You stir slightly but still do not wake.

“We've got it narrowed down. Nothing too harmful, at least for demons, but the main concern is that we’re not sure how it’ll interact with a human. We’re just waiting for MC to wake at this point.”

Lucifer crouches down, examining your face closely. At least you don’t look like you’re in pain. Removing a glove, he presses the back of his hand to your forehead. It’s as he’s doing this that your eyes flutter open, taking him in.

“MC?” he asks panickedly, and Diavolo hurries closer, leaning over you as well. “Are you alright?”

“Oh, I’m more than alright,” you say, sitting up. “Now that you’re here, Lucifer, I’m perfect.”

Lucifer exchanges an unsure glance with Diavolo.

“Does your head hurt? do you feel dizzy or nauseous?” he presses, and you catch his still-ungloved hand, pressing it to your cheek.

“I guess I am suffering a little,” you begin with a sigh. “Lack of contact with you, Lucifer. It’s a very serious ailment.”

And look, sure you joke and dole out compliments with a generous hand, but not like this.

“Something's wrong,” Diavolo says, coming to the same conclusion as Lucifer. “We need to figure out what that curse was, and quickly.”

“There's nothing wrong,” you say, leveling a glare at Diavolo.

“Ah, of course,” he says, but to Lucifer, his eyes say this needs to be fixed ASAP!!!!

“Well,” Lucifer starts delicately, not wanting to upset you, “since you seem to be feeling okay do you want to head back to the House of Lamentation?” Not only will that remove you from prying eyes and future embarrassment, it will also make it easier to observe as it’ll be in your normal habitat.

“As long as you’re with me, I don't care where we go,” you say dreamily, still holding his hand.

And look. Lucifer had often dreamed of you saying such things (well, maybe not so quite over the top) but not like this. Not when it was fabricated, induced by a curse with unknown effects. Your affection, given as it is now, is only making him uncomfortable, especially for your sake.

He helps you stand, still wary that you’ll be unsteady, but you’re solid. And determined to cling to his arm.

“I guess we’ll go back to the House of Lamentation, see if the effects wear off by themself,” he says to Diavolo, who nods.

“I trust you to take care of MC,” Diavolo agrees, tone hard. “I’ll pay a visit to Barbatos, see what progress he’s made.”

It's times like this that Lucifer remembers why Diavolo’s lord of the Devildom.

*

Thankfully, the trip back to the house, while awkward, doesn’t take too long. You don’t seem to recover, continuing to hang on and compliment him, and Lucifer’s just grateful that he can get you to his room without his brothers noticing, because that’d be another headache and a half.

His room, because his brothers know better than to go into his space (most of the time; mammon, he’s looking at you), and tend to just barge into yours whenever they feel inclined to.

“I love being in your room,” you say as he deposits you on his bed. “It's like my own little glance into your world. I feel lucky whenever I’m allowed in here.”

“Is that so?” he asks, hanging his coat in his closet. you watch him, closely, and his neck prickles.

“It is so. And have I mentioned that I love how you speak? It’s so refined and polite most of the time, and I like that, but I really like when you get more casual, when I can hear your emotions.”

“You have mentioned that,” Lucifer replies drily. “Many times.”

Every time he’d opened his mouth on the way back, to be specific.

“You’re just perfect,” you carry on, “not literally, of course, but I’ve never met such a determined and caring man. The steps you take for the Devildom, your brothers, me… well, I notice them, and appreciate them. I see how hard you can be on yourself and it makes me sad. You’re already so great but always striving for more, to do more. Who you are and what you’ve done is more than enough. I wish you’d realize that, and realize that we all love and care for you greatly.”

Damn you. How do you manage to know exactly what to say even while under a curse?

“I appreciate your kind words–” he begins, but you cut him off.

“And you’re perfect on the outside too. I mean, have you seen yourself? I swear, when I first came to the Devildom I was so taken aback by your attractiveness that I missed half of the opening speech.”

You continue to wax on and on about his hair, his smile, his teeth, his muscles, and even his hands, all while Lucifer’s face grows hotter and hotter. It's still uncomfortable to hear you say such things, and he’s never been good at accepting compliments, especially from those he’s close to.

“Are you hungry?” he asks, desperately grasping at straws for a distraction. Any distraction. It's been nearly an hour since you woke up, nearly an hour of nonstop flattery!

you pause, thinking. “I suppose so. a little bit, at least.”

“Great,” Lucifer says quickly. “I’ll grab you a snack. You stay here, and uh, entertain yourself by looking through my things or something.”

He leaves you looking all too delighted and wondering where to start.

He takes his time prepping a snack, and honestly probably goes a little overboard, ending up with a meal’s worth of food, but he really is trying to put off going back up to you. doesn’t Diavolo have information by now?

It’s as he’s thumbing through his DDD to check that his name flashes on the screen. In an instant, Lucifer accepts the call, pressing it to his ear. “did you figure it out?”

“Um–” Diavolo’s tone is odd, almost as if he’s suppressing… laughter? Lucifer doesn’t see what there is to laugh about. “–yes. Apparently, the two students were fighting because one accused the other of cheating with his girlfriend and attempted to cast a truth curse upon him, which instead hit MC.”

“A truth curse?” Lucifer repeats dumbly. A curse that lasts for about an hour, makes the victim tell only the truth, and lowers their guard so they’re more inclined to speak. “So that means–”

“That the compliments that MC showered upon you were the truth.”

Lucifer hangs up without saying goodbye, stunned. So everything you had said, everything you felt… all of it was the truth?

And it had been over an hour by this point.

Setting the plate on the counter recklessly, Lucifer hurries back up to his room, only hesitating when he reaches the closed door. How can he face you?

Pushing past his nerves, he knocks gently, opening the door. You sit where he’d left you, face buried in your hands. So the curse had worn off, then.

“MC?”

You flinch, shaking your head. “Oh my god,” you say, words muffled by your hands. “This is the worst day ever.”

Lucifer can’t believe he hadn’t thought of the mortification and violation you must be feeling. To have your feelings forcibly outed like that could not have been pleasant.

“If you do not wish to speak of it, then we can pretend today never happened,” he says carefully, sitting beside you on the bed, but not touching you at all. “I’m sorry.”

“It's not your fault,” you say, finally looking over at him. Your face is pale, eyes a little bit glassy, but overall, you’re holding your composure remarkably well. Better than he would in such a predicament. “I’m sorry. I never meant to burden you with my feelings like this. ugh, I’ve put you in such an awkward position. I know you can’t return them so I was just never going to speak of it, but there goes that plan.”

“Can’t return them?” Lucifer leaps past every logical thing to say. “Who said that? Matter of fact, who said I don’t?”

“What?”

Lucifer rubs the back of his neck, feeling oddly exposed. “When you were saying all of those things, I was uncomfortable. uncomfortable, because they were a lot out of nowhere and I was under the assumption it was a love curse or some other form of fake feelings, but to find out you meant it all is something else entirely. I’m not sorry your feelings were exposed, only that it happened in that way.”

Lord, he’s messing this all up, isn’t he?

“I feel the same way about you, MC,” he says seriously, and your jaw literally drops. “So forgive me for being selfish and not wanting to pretend this never happened, as I suggested earlier.”

“You feel the same way?” you ask, eyes wide. “As in, you like me?”

Lucifer huffs out a chuckle. “At this point, it’s probably stronger than ‘like’ but if that is the name you wish to give these feelings, then yes, I like you, MC.”

You’re silent for a long moment and rare nerves begin to build in his chest.

“If that’s too much for you to accept–”

“No!” you practically yell. “I mean, no, it’s not! I'm just taken aback. Because I never thought that that could be a possibility.”

“Why not? You’re brave, kind, and smart. and not to mention, attractive,” he says, a slight tease to his tone, and you groan. “Too soon?”

“Yes! I'm so embarrassed.”

“Don’t be,” he assures you. “While it was uncomfortable to listen to in the moment, looking back on it is actually quite nice now that I know it’s the truth.”

“Really?”

“Really,” he confirms.

You give him a small smile and it’s like the sun has come out. “Well, I’ll probably still be embarrassed for a long, long time, but it’s nice to know that. Thank you.”

Your hand inches towards his on the bed, and as your pinkies brush, Lucifer realizes he never put his gloves back on when he’d taken them off earlier. Not without a bit of hesitation, he takes your hand, and it’s much nicer than earlier.

It's still too soon to put a name on what this new and fragile thing between you is, or even do anything further, but Lucifer’s patient. He’s willing to wait. The day had had enough excitement and revelation already, there was no need to rush anything else.

Especially telling Diavolo, Lucifer thinks frustratedly, remembering his friend’s poorly concealed humor at the whole situation.

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[kakerutori]

Season 3 rewatch notes

Wait a minute, I just realized that Mike and Will are the only ones in The Party who’ve canonically been dungeon masters. Idk what that means for them, but, yeah. Another exclusive detail of theirs

Oh, lord. Mike’s arm being torn off in the D&D game better not be a prophecy. If those s5 notes are accurate about Mike being seriously injured… I’m scared.

GOD I’ve never noticed how hard Will breathes in the rain scene. Poor baby he was so stunned 😭😭😭😭

The thing that I love most about Jonathan and Nancy is that they’ve been through the real shit. Arguments and hardship through the supernatural and the struggles of discrimination and privilege.

I love how Max is usually the one who speaks after Will. It’s like she’s the only one brave enough to answer after he says something profound or important. I need more of Max and Will’s friendship and them having well-thought out arguments I swear

Omg I love Erica’s little green star on her cheek. It’s so cute 😭🩷

After watching The Princess Bride, I am fangirling so much over Cary Elwes - it’s so crazy to me that he got him to play such a character! I wonder if they thought of him because of all the physical stunts lmao

As much as Karen isn’t in the know of much of anything in the supernatural story, I love how she’s a picture of raw strength in the Wheeler family, the true head of the household. She takes charge. Stops at nothing to help. Not even in the face of temptation. Go Karen.

DAMN I forgot that Billy dropped an f bomb! I thought that the closest that the show got was when Max got cut off in the hospital, but nope. There it was

Shit, I’m tearing up at that scene when El collapses into Mike’s arms because I know that that was real exhaustion. Poor Millie 🩷🩷🩷. She did such a phenomenal job there.

I LOVE whenever Joyce is angry this season. Now that’s how you demand. Straight to the point, justified in her worry, and cutting past any unnecessary bs while still including the cherry on top “please” or “good day” of politeness out of basic decency. I want to be her when I’m upset.

I’m always so blown away by Maya’s performance when she comes out to Steve. Straight (haha) through the heart, so good. And I always, always smile at Steve’s reaction. So in character, so accepting. No questioning if she’s being honest, just immediately questioning her type and believing that she’s into girls. So, so important.

Oh, no. Holly saw the trees moving in the woods. Thus far, she’s noticed the demogorgon coming out of the wall, and now this. She’s definitely a target next season.

When El tells Billy the memory of his mom, I teared up a little! Something about the way that El says, “you were happy” breaks me, dude. Millie and Dacre did so well.

Also, thinking in foresight of s4, Max’s letter is so heartbreaking. The Mind Flayer made a huge show of killing Billy slowly and painfully. I don’t blame her for being too horrified to move. It really wasn’t her fault. That was traumatic. Sadie did amazing there, too. Ouch.

I’m never getting over the helicopter lights being blue, yellow, and red. Were starboard and port always blue and red? And isn’t starboard supposed to be green? It’s all intentional, I’m telling you

I love how Max and Lucas are supposed to be “butchering” Never Ending Story but those two theater kids actually sound amazing. I just wish they harmonized 😆

Oh my gosh Jonathan did the Byers hold to Nancy 😭😭😭😭 I am not okay 😭😭 I never noticed that

Okay wait. This is kinda horrible. I feel bad for saying this. But y’know how Mike has a Will voice? Well I just noticed that Mike definitely does not have a soft voice for El. I swear, he’s always so loud around her like nothing’s different about her 😂😭 Any time he’s sweet with her he’s just like YEAH. COOL. and it’s kinda hilarious.

Jancy is WRECKING me this season wtf. Charlie and Natalia are so cute 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Oh my gosh David’s voice kinda breaks at “doze off.” Fuck.

Erica has blue, yellow, and pink balloons plus a rainbow drawing on her door. I now headcanon Erica as pansexual/panromantic, thank you.

AHHHGHH I can’t wait for the original version of Heroes to play next season over Byler kissing when everyone thinks that they might be dead but they’re just surviving in the Upside Down, clinging to each other and having the highest moment of their lives!!!!!!!

This has been my s3 thoughts for the 6-8th time watching? I forget? And I missed a number of moments because I got too absorbed so, oops. Anyway, I love Jancy, I love Jopper, I love the Scoops Troop, I love Suzie, I miss Alexi, Byler is endgame, and this season was way more fun than I remembered and it always makes me laugh. My list of favorite seasons has been shaken expertly.

[tenroses07]

more Gomens news so that means another essay from me let’s do this.

first of all, I’m extremely sick of seeing people respond to fans who are upset about the show getting screwed over like “oh so you don’t care about the victims.” nobody has ever said that. everyone is glad he is gone. everyone is glad that the Prachett estate has taken over. but everyone is also sad that the show has been shortened for several reasons. these are NOT mutually exclusive things.

for me, I’m sad about the s3 news for a lot of reasons. I’m thinking about the people whose jobs have been shortened now, I’m thinking about how Terry Prachett’s ending likely wont be able to happen in the way he wanted it to, and I’m thinking about how upsetting it is to see a wonderful piece of media and all the people who have worked so hard on it face the consequences of only ONE person who works on it. a real consequence would be putting gaiman in jail. but, at the same time, I am forever grateful that he is off the show.

the only people to be angry with here are gaiman and amazon. I don’t think I need to remind everyone that gaiman is an absolute douche, that should go without saying. but as far as the show being shortened goes, I believe Amazon and their greediness is to blame there. I’m sure the Prachett estate made some sort of offer to rewrite everything, but was shut down and the show was nearly cancelled entirely if they couldn’t figure out what to do fast enough. NOBODY should be mad at the Prachett estate for doing the best they could for Sir Terry Prachett’s story in an awful situation. and this should go without saying as well but absolutely NOBODY should be mad at the victims for coming out.

as far as my feelings on this change in length, I think at the end of the day it will be okay. I trust the Prachett estate to carry about Terry Prachett’s ending. I trust them to do it right and better than gaiman ever could. I trust the amazing cast and crew of the show to work hard on this final episode and make it the best they can. a lot can happen in 90 minutes. a six episode season would be great, but I am happy we’re getting closure at all.

I think that’s everything I wanted to say about this situation. be kind to each other, and dear lord please have some sense of nuance with this situation.

[hope-in-cloudy-skies]

Hello! I just came across your post and it was honestly a beautiful reminder, who ever told you that you were too much used the wrong word, you are abundant in light and loveliness, just from reading the post I can tell you must be a wonderful person to be around and you provide warmth to those lucky enough to experience you in full, I've often felt a lot of shame that I wasn't a good enough christian, and as I am right now i'd even dare to call myself lukewarm, I would seek validation from the world and chased after what they chased after. and I felt like if i came before god or other christians they'd look at me in disappointment, but this reminded me that god is all loving and forgiving and he doesn't hate me and loves us all deeply, and I can come to him about anything as said in his word :] so I wanted to thank you for that post and sharing your feelings! and maybe ask for a tip on becoming less lukewarm and forming a closer relationship with God!

To this absolutely beautiful and amazing person I want to say thank you so much for your kind words, I’ve not always been happy with how I treat others so your words mean the world to me!! God’s validation comes in so many ways, and because of the things I’ve been praying for lately I honestly do believe that God is working in you my beautiful sibling in Christ!!! One of the biggest things that helped (and IS helping) me out of being lukewarm is not relying in my feelings.

I know, I know! You’ve heard this a million times. But how do you ACTUALLY stop relying on your feelings?? One thing that really helped me was actually a piece of scripture, and that verse was 1 John 4:16. “And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them.”

This verse is SO incredibly important in my faith. In anyone’s faith, really. This verse not only gives us the solid description of God that everyone can turn to and truly understand, but at the same time proves to us that God will NEVER stop feeling the exact same way towards us. And that way is love. Let me explain it to you like this:

I am human. I can never STOP being human. That is what I am. Now God, God is the great I Am. And what is he exactly? Well, 1 John 4:16 tells us that he is love. God is love in the purest form, and once you can truly convince yourself of that you will have broken through the uneven, broken faith that comes from relying only on feelings. God does not change. Whether you feel him with you or not, God. Is. Love. And because He is the purest form of love, he wants your love to be real. And how do you grow in love with someone? You spend time with them!! I repeat this verse constantly, even when I’m not particularly FEELING God. In the moments that I DO feel God, He feels completely compassionate and unjudging. This feeling… is love. When I feel loved I try to truly rest in the moment, to let myself absorb the feeling and memorize it so that when I DONT feel loved by God Ican sit down, breathe, and draw upon the feeling and remember the experience. And because God never changes I can know for a fact that He is still the same love that I felt then!!!

Another big thing for me is, when I’m having negative thoughts or my brain is trying to convince me “oh, that’s God’s voice! He is MAD at you!!” I just say the verse. “God is love.” And my brain will be like “but” and I just have to say “No. God. Is. Love.” I just have to say NO. I have to PRAY. I have to say “Lord, my goodness gracious I can’t do this by myself. I NEED you. Please, please help me.” As the scripture says, “we know AND RELY ON the love God has for us.” We RELY on God to guide us through our pain, to keep us from falling down and to lift us up into his tender embrace!!

The final thing I would suggest is, whenever you’re feeling upset or angry I would immediately go into prayer. Call upon that feeling of love again and just say ti God, “Lord, I’m upset. I’m angry. I don’t know what to do and I don’t want to hurt anyone (or i DO want to hurt someone), I need your help.” And just sit there. Know that the Holy Spirit is within you. Often times I ask God to have the Holy Spirit work within me and calm my heart (or just directly ask the Holy Spirit because He is God lol), and I just breathe for a second and really focus on the favt that not only is God all around me, but that his Holy Spirit is INSIDE OF ME. God is, quite literally, inside of me. When I feel like God isnt with me and so “whats the point of praying, whats the point of reading my Bible?” I have to sit back and say “Am I the only presence in the room?” Or simply “Am I alone?” And really under that ‘alone’ isnt just a state of being, its a lack of God. And every single time the answer is NO!!!

And no, I’m not perfect. I break down, I scream and bawl my eyes put and yell at God and ask him “why? Why would you do this to me?” And I tell him “God i hate this,” and “God im so mad at you,” and THAT IS OKAY!! Think back on Job. He was SO UPSET that he asked God to kill him. And hey, I’ve done that too. But you know what? That doesnt change the fact that God is with us. Ive gotten to the point where my heart was so hardened that I didnt feel guilty sinning. I DID NOT FEEL GUILTY SINNING. But I still prayed. You understand me, soldier? 😉

KEEP. ON. PRAYING. Even if you’re not bowing ypur head, if you’re just walking around your room and being like “God. I legit DO NOT KNOW what to say right now.” And babbling about random nonsense… do not stop talking to God. NEVER STOP TALKING TO GOD!!!!

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ADDITIONAL TIPS:

- Christian music is amazing, I recommend Josiah Queen and Casting Crowns are good for slower, sadder stuffs, and Tauren Wells and Forrest Frank are epic for more boppy stuffs!!! Journey To Bethlehem is an awesome musical if you’re into that too, Ultimate Deception is on SOOOOOOOOOOOO many of my playlists! 🤣

- Accountability partners are awesome, just as friends and family in Christ but also as partners to build you up!! If you’re interested I’m on a Discord server called Jesus & Coffee and everyone on there is incredibly sweet and supportive!! There’s also local groups and stuff at churches too, even though I don’t actually go to church (I’m not allowed to because parents) so I couldn’t exactly give you a personal experience on those!

- Honestly just talk to Jesus like you would the God of the Universe combined with your best friend. Be respectful, kind, and humble, but at the same time don’t be afraid to tell God what you’re thinking! Prayers don’t always have to be formal and “Dear God, insert the Lord’s prayer here, In Jesus name, Amen.” They can be just telling God about your day, because wven though yes, he does already know (because God is outside of time and we are inside of it), he still wants to hear from his kiddos on earth!!

- Don’t get too repetitive/robotic in prayer to where you’re repeating the exact same prayer. If you dont know where to start I’d recommend looking through some guidelines, but feel free to always pray outside the box! 😜

- God!! Loves!! You!! More than you could ever imagine!!! If you feel like you’re too far gone… believe me, you’re not. Saul was a murderer pf God’s people… and God transformed him into “Paul, preacher and vessel of the Holy Spirit.” David turned away from Hod to be with Bathsheba, and God still loved him when he decided to turn back!!! Remember the Prodigal son- THAT IS YOU!!! And dont ever forget that, no matter how many times you turn away… God is still love, and because that is his very nature that will never change!!!

Thank you so much again for your loving kindness, I can’t wait to see you grow my beautiful friend!! <333

- Hopey, OUT!! 🕊️🥰🫶💞

[yuurivoice]

im curious, are you comfortable / okay with people hcing the boys as other sexualities?

I mean, it's all about how you do it.

Just be aware that if you were to go "I think x character is specifically THIS" publicly, you will run the risk of people interpreting that as you saying you feel like their experience with this fictional character is less valid or plausible in your eyes. Even if you put big disclaimers about how it's just your headcanon, etc and so forth, people will go...

...well why the fuck do you need to have that headcanon so bad?

Which is pretty much how I feel about it. We've taken great strides to ensure that spaces that are overseen by me personally that exclusionary language is avoided when sharing with the community, sometimes to the point of annoying people who just wanna yap. But there are places aplenty to do that, I just take additional measures in my spaces.

So if you come to me and ask how I feel about it, my answer is prefaced with Y'ALL CAN DO WHAT YOU WANNA DO, IT AIN'T MY BUSINESS. That's always the case, because I don't think any creator should be lording over what people can or can't do/say/etc. but I'll share this because you asked me out of a genuine concern for my own comfort.

Which is, I don't really care, I don't let anyone's headcanons bug me one way or another and I would not personally feel slighted. What would upset me is if someone DID let that bother them, or be made to feel invalidated or less than because in a space so mindfully cultivated for identities and sexualities of all sorts to exist joyfully in a medium that typically has very rigid rails for who it's made for, someone was like "yeah but what if that wasn't the case".

Not to assume you'd be rude or callous about it. I've often said if the medium was different, I'd definitely give these characters more specified sexualities and so on, so I can see the value in creating specific narrative and character choices based on that. So I get it.

But I'd caution against it just out of a mindfulness and care for others within the fandom. Odds are, 99% of the fandom would see it and be like "oh neat" or just keep scrolling if they weren't interested, but I've learned over the years that when working with characters and stories people are really connected to, sometimes it is good to know when things needn't be said or acted upon.

Also, like, you never know if someone not only would get upset, but also become like...really fucking angry about it. Which I don't think anyone in the fandom would behave that way, but it's something I am also wary of.

So...ya know, do what you wanna do. Clearly you're already more mindful than the average internet person, so you certainly pass the vibe check. I've just been around long enough to know how it can go sideways.

Thank you for taking the time to ask!

[captain-mj]

Vampire Part 6

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Content Warning: Implied delusions?? It used to be true but not anymore and that upset Ghost

Soap got to work immediately on Ghost’s new mask. He needed something that would cover the majority of his face while also not bothering his new ears. 

Ghost was lounging on the couch, giant body on display. 

Soap had to bite his lip and look back at the mask that he was working on. Images of those teeth and that mouth around his… 

Anyway. 

His throat hadn’t quite healed. The bruising had faded but there were two holes in his neck that looked like they might scar despite how gentle Ghost had been. His hips had also not healed. They still ached from how hard Ghost had gripped him when he messed up and said the lord’s name. The way Ghost’s nails had sank into him so deep. It had definitely awoken things in him. Now all he could think about was how nice it would be to have those nails holding him down. Sinking into his flesh again. Ghost’s mouth had been cold. Incredibly soft and cold. 

Ghost hummed. “Johnny. How is my mask coming along? I am tired of this.” 

Soap hated this. He didn’t want Ghost to cover his face again. If he could, he’d draw him right now. Take his immense beauty and get it on paper. He wished he could take photos but he knew Ghost, or… Simon… It was such a trip knowing that name, but he would just disappear. Like mirrors, they couldn’t appear in photos. Which was devastating. He wanted so many pictures of them. But he supposed unlike humans, Ghost would never change. He’d always remain the same. No need for something as silly and sentimental as photos. 

“Soap.” Ghost snapped at him. 

“Oh! Sorry, sir. Yeah, it’s coming along.” He held up the mask for him to look at. Like his old one, it had a skull design on it. It would fit more like a medical mask rather than a balaclava but it was the only design Soap could think of that would work. 

Ghost nodded. “I’ll need you to get more bleach. I want to keep my hair blond.”

Soap paused. “I’m sorry. You get your ears. Rip your mask. Get so distraught you don’t eat. But you had time to bleach your hair?”

“Yeah, exactly.” Ghost nodded like that was okay. 

Soap just shook his head, unbelievable. 

“Johnny, I’d like to talk about yesterday.”

“Yes! I’d also like to talk about yesterday.” Johnny turned around to face him. “I have so many questions. Was my blood really that good?” 

Ghost frowned. “I meant you killing someone.” 

Soap got a bit pale. “Thought we were just going to not talk about it.” 

“Who were they?”

“Don’t know. It was on accident. I thought they’d stop at the sunlight not… Not…” 

Ghost nodded. “Good. Senile. If you’re being forced to tell the truth, you can say they ran out into the sun. If there’s any more details, don’t say them. And don’t tell me.” 

Soap nodded. “Understood, sir. Thank you…” 

“Yeah. It’s alright.” He reached over and grabbed his hair, pulling him over. His hand was so big. It made Soap feel very, very small. “And yes. You did taste good.” 

Those intense, dark eyes stared right through him like he was made of glass. Soap should’ve kept his mouth shut. Should’ve just kept it moving. Let the blissful thing that was Ghost’s attention wash over him. 

He did no such thing. Instead, stupidly, he asked a question. 

“What are you going to do about Price?”

Ghost could hardly be described as a fragile person, but Soap watched something snap. His mouth twisted up into a snarl and he tried so hard to seem angry. 

He didn’t though. 

No, Simon just looked heartbreakingly sad. 

“The only reason I don’t tear him limb from limb is because I can’t.”

Soap swallowed. “Is he why you haven’t turned me yet?”

“I just… want to make sure this is something you really, really want. I want it to be special. For you to have a choice.”

Soap nodded and they kept eye contact. It made Ghost speak again. 

“Price was my commander. He talked to me like I was an equal. Discussed plans with me.” 

Soap squeezed his wrist and he felt him tighten the grip in his hair. It started to hurt but he didn’t want to interrupt. 

“I thought he was attractive. The fangs. The way his eyes glowed. I was swayed. An idiot. A stupid fucking human. Walking into the jaws of something I couldn’t understand. I need to make sure that doesn’t happen to you. That when I sink my teeth right here.” He tapped his gloved fingers onto his jugular. “And claim you as mine for eternity. Make myself your sire. That it’s something you’ll never regret.”

Soap wanted him to continue. To keeping talking in that accent that was both ancient and so modern. 

When it was clear that Ghost would not continue, Soap spoke up. “I do. I want this. Want… Want…” You. Want you. He could say it. Nice and easy.

Rodolfo burst through the doors. Ghost released him and he fell. “Rudy. Something wrong.”

“None at all. Just wanted to check on you. Rough few days.” He reached over and ruffled Ghost’s hair. Soap felt green with envy. The way they interacted so easily. He wanted to run his fingers through his hair. Kiss his temples. Feel his cold mouth on his body again. 

Soap looked away. He reached up and grabbed his necklace, toying with it. His old one had been snapped and unusable, so he got a new one. Protection. 

Sometimes, he didn’t want to be protected. But the little cross stayed around his throat all the same. 

Ghost stood up. “I am going outside to the backyard. Tell me if you finish the mask.” He disappeared in a wave of smoke. 

Rudy looked down at Soap, still on the floor and hummed. “Feel better now that you’ve finally been bit?”

“Surprisingly? Yeah, a little.”

“Good. Happy familiar, happy home.” Rudy seemed to have something they wanted to say. His nails, not quite as sharp as Price and Ghost’s but that was due to age and age alone, picked at his pants. He turned abruptly to leave before swiveling back around. 

Soap waited. It worked with Ghost, so why not.

Rudy took a deep breath. “I think you’re… a good… person.”

Soap almost choked. Was this a compliment? Was he being complimented right now?

“You’re nice. Good.” Rodolfo patted him on the head. “What you did, even if it was stupid, was the right thing to do.”

Soap nodded blankly. They were being nice. 

Too nice. 

“Are you guys going to kill me?”

Rodolfo laughed. “No. We’re not going to kill you. Just relax.” He smiled at him. 

Soap’s heart didn’t slow down.

Ghost came back in eventually. “Price managed to seduce our neighbor and I swear if he eats that guy.” He shoved everything off Soap’s bed to sit on it. 

Soap should’ve reprimanded him, Ghost would probably listen, but he found it endearing. He was sketching. Luckily not Ghost. Just some random portraits. But this did give him a perfect opportunity.

“Ghost, sir.”

“Yes?”

“Can I draw you?” 

Ghost paused at that and looked at him. He weighed his options. “I suppose it has been a long time since I’ve seen what I look like…”

“Exactly. May be good to remember, yeah?”

Ghost tapped his fingers against the wood. “I think my last portraits were made at my wedding.” 

Soap had long since learned that Ghost had married a few times over the years, most of his spouses nothing more than political alliances or were ways to cover up what he was. Both admissions were said with so much guilt when Ghost had drank too much drugged blood that Soap felt inclined to believe him. 

“Oh yeah?”

“Price had an artist paint us consummating in a graveyard.”

“Did you… actually consummate… in a graveyard?”

“Yes. I wore the mask though.” 

Soap laughed a little. “Really? Mask on, fucking in a graveyard?”

“Yes. It was fun. I think that was the last time I get married actually. Didn’t mean much, just a little bit of fun.” He tilted his head back, exposing more of his jaw and throat. It made Soap feel funny things in the pit of his stomach. 

Soap focused on getting him on paper. He had the excuse and the permission to stare at him until he gets his fill. He wants to gulp Ghost down until he can only taste him in his mouth. A bitter aftertaste coffee couldn’t mask. 

Instead, he draws him. He makes two portraits. One he can keep, one for Ghost. He’ll pretend the first one had something wrong with it if Ghost sees it. That way he can have it. He could color it later. Make it as close to real life as possible. 

Maybe it was a tad obsessive, but Soap had always liked his things to be his and his only. Ghost couldn’t be one of his things but the portrait could be. All his. 

He spent the rest of the night and a good bit of the morning like this. Ghost taking up his bed, perfectly still. At one point, Soap was pretty sure he had dozed off, eyes closed and no sign of life in him. 

Soap finished the portrait and as soon as his pencil stopped scratching the page, Ghost opened his eyes and held out his hand. He painstakingly ripped out the page for him and handed it to him. 

“You left out my scarring.”

Soap tilted his head. “What?”

“My scars. The…” Ghost made a motion around his mouth to mimic a blade cutting his mouth. It made him think of the Joker weirdly enough. 

“What scars?”

Ghost looked hurt. “That’s not very funny, Soap.”

Soap didn’t understand, but Ghost seemed so upset it made him want to fix it. “I drew you exactly as you are. I didn’t change any details.”

“Yes, you did. You got rid of my scars. I understand if you don’t like them, but you could just admit it.” Ghost hissed at him. Clearly this was hitting some nerve that Soap couldn’t begin to understand. 

“Ghost. You don’t have any scars.” 

Simon swallowed so hard it made an audible click in his throat. “It’s the whole reason I cover up.”

Soap wasn’t sure if vampirism cured scars, but despite their lifestyles, none of the vampires had any, so it made sense. Maybe they just didn’t notice?

Ghost got up and went looking for Alejandro, Soap trailing behind him. He held the portrait up to Alejandro.

“I look like this?”

“Your hair is a little fluffier, but yeah. That’s how you look.” 

Soap thought Ghost was going to have a meltdown. 

“I look like this? Exactly like this? I have no scars?”

“No? As long as I’ve known you, you’ve never been scarred up.” Alejandro looked confused. 

Simon started to scratch at his arm, clearly going through a lot right now. 

Soap made a decision right then and there. He was going to keep Ghost from having to deal with anything else for a bit. It wouldn’t be too hard to convince him to just relax at home for a little while. Just as long as no one brought any more news. 

Price burst into the room. 

“Guys. I’m getting married!!”

[serene-faerie]

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Oh to meet a Maia in Nan Elmoth and just get lost in her eyes for 200 years

#i want whatever thingol has with his wife

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Neldoreth under the Stars

#doriath photos #sindar #neldoreth #beleriand #middle earth #my pics #night skies

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Baby girl is growing up quite well.

She's a very curious child, and she has a tendency to glow when she's playing with her toys.

I suppose having a child who is half-Elven and half-Maia can yield some interesting results.

#adventures in parenting

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Dark hair and rugged beards have got me acting rather.... unwise

#shut up tinuviel #do not rb

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ngl I did not have "Princess Lúthien falls in love with hairy mortal man in the forest" on my 465 bingo card lmao

#honestly??? good for her #go get that mortal dick!

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Call-out for the Noldor

I cannot believe I am doing this. But it is my duty to inform the people of the deceivers we have been harboring in Doriath.

And yes, this is about Alqualondë and the kinslaying that has been wrought upon Olwë's people.

TW: Violence against Elves, kinslaying, theft and destruction of property, lying, deceit

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#personal

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Fellas is it gay to hold hands with your human best friend when hunting in the woods together???

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Just curious:

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Excuse me???? How are we "treacherous" when the Teleri literally wouldn't give us their ships when we asked???

If they didn't want to be slaughtered, they should've just given us their swanships when we told them to. Besides, the Teleri aren't even Thingol's people! And it's not like your king was there to watch us kill the Teleri! He was literally hiding behind his wife's skirt!

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Wow, what an entitled piece of work you are.

First of all, way to victim-blame the Teleri of Alqualondë. They had every right not to surrender their swanships to a bunch of entitled jerks like you. You guys just stormed their lands, slaughtered them for saying no, then took the ships anyways.

Second of all, I don't understand your logic. So because Thingol wasn't there to see the kinslaying, he shouldn't be angry about it??? Girl, we Sindar are literally descended from the Teleri! Some of us had relatives who were killed in Alqualondë! And King Olwë was Thingol's kinsman! Of course Thingol has every right to be upset about the kinslaying!

Thirdly, Thingol was not "hiding behind his wife's skirt". We were literally fighting Morgoth before you guys even left Aman. We're more familiar with the evils of Morgoth than you Noldorin Elves. The whole reason why the Girdle was put up was because we lost a good chunk of our army.

Lastly, why are you even on the Sindarin side of Tumblr? Shouldn't you be kissing up to the Fëanorian princes on your own blog???

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Lmao they blocked me

Guess I scared 'em good

#typical noldor #they can dish it out but they can't take it #finrod doesn't count tho #he's a sweetie and we all love him

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Reblog if you think the Fëanorians are gutless, craven cowards

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Damn you just woke up and chose violence today huh?

🕊️ dior-of-doriath Following

Damn right I did

There's two more Silmarils in Morgoth's crown

They can go and steal those for all I care

#no way am i giving up the one that my parents risked their own lives to get #you want em so badly #go on and fight morgoth for the other two you cowards

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Did anyone else have "Thingol gets killed by Dwarves" and "Melian's girdle fails" on their bingo card this year???

#got a bad feeling about doriath's future

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It's been a long journey, but at last, we made it to the Havens of Sirion.

Unfortunately, our king and queen fell in battle, and Menegroth is in ruins. Even worse, we couldn't find the twin boys in the forest. Though I pray that they are alive, deep down, I know that the worst has come to pass.

Luckily, we managed to escort Elwing to safety, but my heart aches for her. She's still so young, and in only one day, she's lost her parents and brothers.

But though her family is gone, I will do my best to help in raising her. I feel that she will grow into a strong young lady one day.

For now, it's time for us to rest. Thank you everyone for your thoughts and prayers.

From tomorrow, we must start healing.

#personal #ruin of doriath

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