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alj4890 · 3 years ago

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I got an ask we know Riley gets kidnapped by Anton but what if Anton was in love with her and he didn’t wanna kill her but makes her his. What if Olivia killed Claudus for shooting drake.

I love the way you think, Nonny! I actually would have eaten this up with a spoon if that had happened in canon. To be honest, I really liked Justin in book 2. If he had been a new love interest, I would have done a play through just to see what happens if Riley chose him 🤦🏻 Of course then we find out he is behind all the bombings and such so...oops, LOL. When I first saw your request, I made an aesthetic with just Justin/Anton and Riley in mind. I completely forgot to add a definite OTP of mine, Drake and Olivia, to it. Smh. The story though will definitely include them along with Riley and Justin. I am so tempted to turn this into a series 🙊

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True Intentions

It had happened when he had not been paying attention. It shouldn't have happened at all. He had one goal. One mission. Nothing had ever come to mean more to him than that. Nothing. No one.

Until Riley.

He knew he shouldn't have spent so much time with her. He shouldn't have helped Maxwell in picking the right dresses for her. He shouldn't have stuck around to see her come out of dressing rooms, an excited smile upon her face, as she twirled around for them to give their opinions.

It had taken all his will power to keep from telling her what he truly thought. Riley's beauty was simply stunning, not because of her outer loveliness, but more that he saw her inner beauty shining through each trial she faced. Her strength amazed him. Her wit brought a smile to his face. Her kindness touched his heart.

It made him begin to long for things he shouldn't. They shouldn't be a part of any dream or plan he had.

And yet...she was beginning to crop up in his thoughts. In his dreams.

In his plans.

He winced as he tried to get comfortable.

His plans hadn't exactly gone as he had hoped. In fact, he should have talked to his men and explained that Riley was not to be a target.

Thank God for Drake. If he hadn't jumped in front of her, she would have been taken from me.

His lips twisted in another painful grimace.

"Are you in pain?"

Justin looked up and tried to smile. "Just a little."

His nurse shook her head. "I told you to buzz before it got too bad." She gently checked his wound.

"I don't want to be a bother." He mumbled.

"You aren't." She patted his hand. "You aren't any trouble at all." Her nose wrinkled. "We had a few nobles cause unnecessary problems when the attack happened."

"Really?"

She rolled her eyes. "Some were knocked down during the chaos and demanded they be admitted."

He chuckled softly. "Sounds like something they would do."

"It's a shame that good people like you were seriously hurt while those spoiled nobles try and take all the attention." She readjusted his covers after administering some more pain medication in his IV. "I don't know why King Liam is so hellbent on bringing them back to court."

"What do you mean?" Justin tried to fight the effects of the pain medicine. "What's he doing?"

"He and Lady Riley are going on some type of tour to some of the major houses to personally invite them to their wedding."

His brow furrowed.

A unity tour. That would work on these small minded individuals. It was a smart move. The public were already Team Riam. Once the royal couple convinced the most powerful houses to come to their wedding, all the other minor lords and ladies would follow suit.

"Well played, Liam." Justin's eyes drooped closed. "Well played."

**************

He couldn't believe that they not only convinced Madeleine's entire family, but also somehow got all of Portavira on their side.

"What's the plan?" Claudius asked.

"We need something big to remind everyone that we aren't a one trick pony." Justin told him.

He looked out the window. Leaves were beginning to change with the first hints of autumn in the air.

A hint of a smile appeared as a plan began to form.

"It would be a shame if Cordonia's apple orchard had a bad year, wouldn't it?" He eyed his second in command.

Claudius chuckled. "It really would."

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Justin watched as every channel showed the devastation of the orchard near Applewood. He couldn't help but smile over Riley making the people love her even more for her righteous anger. Her promises to bring those responsible to justice along with making the orchard bigger than before made him nearly burst with pride.

She had grown into her role more so than he had ever imagined. Gone was the timid young waitress from New York who uttered no comment when reporters surrounded her. She was a confident woman now who could think on her feet.

Justin thought she was more attractive than the first time he had seen her floundering in front of the cameras, in desperate need of a hero. It hadn't been a bother to rush to her side then and put his arm around her. Her wide eyes had lifted to his and he had nearly melted from her beauty.

He still couldn't believe that she forgave Liam for choosing another over her. Granted Madeleine impressed him with how she could manipulate reporters into spinning a story to her advantage, but Riley was so many things that the cold countess was not. She deserved better than what she got.

And he planned on giving it to her.

*****************

A week after the orchard burning, he turned to see the one rarely far from his thoughts.

"Justin!" Riley rushed over to engulf him in a hug.

"How's my favorite media darling?" He asked.

She leaned back and gave him that smile that was brighter than flash bulbs. "Much better now that I know you're recovering." She playfully glanced about before whispering, "Save me from Madeleine!"

He laughed as he hugged her once more. "I don't know. I've seen her work and can't find fault with it."

Riley pouted. She linked her arm with his as they walked down the hospital hallway. "I prefer your guidance to hers." Her nose wrinkled. "It's weird being told how to act by Liam's former fiancée. I know there wasn't anything between them, but still."

Justin patted her hand. "Tell you what. If Madeleine is unable to do her job or you decide to fire her, then I will gladly step back into my old position." He dug around in his pocket for the earpiece she had used during Liam's engagement tour.

Her smile reappeared. "Old faithful."

"I'm always Just-in-time." He teased.

*****************

It had been too close. He hadn't expected Riley to go anywhere near Constantine. And there she was, by Liam's side, graciously accepting some necklace from the old man who had destroyed her initial happily ever after.

His heart had nearly stopped as he watched rubble fall around them. Riley had frozen in fear over Liam's safety. It was a nightmare come to life as pieces of the wall and ceiling began to collapse.

At least one good thing had come from this: one king was dead.

It sadly wasn't the king he needed to die.

Justin began to plan how he would comfort Riley once Liam was gone. He wouldn't have to tell her it was he, himself, who orchestrated his death. But he would make certain to enjoy the benefits of it.

His eyes narrowed over another slight problem he had.

He was going to have to kill his own wife too.

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Lythikos...

It had been almost too easy. Madeleine was already in need of a distraction after hearing Liam gush over how excited he was to marry Riley in a few weeks. Once she requested a fruity cocktail, he knew then that the poison could go undetected taste wise.

The bartender left to go replenish the champagne. Madeleine's irritation over having to wait on a refill was drawing attention.

"Here." He grinned at her. "Allow me to make you another."

Her eyes widened. "Aren't you that press secretary that helped Riley?"

"I am." He began to mix a strong cocktail for her while adding the poison, all right under her nose. "And I must say you are the best I've ever seen."

Madeleine's irritation disappeared over the compliment. "I am, aren't I?"

"Riley's lucky to have someone so knowledgeable in ways of both the court and public like you." He added.

"Yes, she is." Madeleine muttered. "I'll do anything for my country, even if it is a thankless job."

"You should be recognized for your sacrifice." Justin handed her the deadly drink.

"Yes, I should." She took a gulp.

"How is it?" He asked.

"It's the only good thing here." A tipsy grin appeared on her face when she saw Riley. She grasped Justin's hand and pulled him in her wake. "Let's go say, hi."

"Boooooo!" Madeleine giggled when Riley turned around. "It's the ghosts of press secretary past and present."

"The what now?" Riley lips trembled with suppressed laughter as she looked up at Justin for clarification.

"I'm the ghost of press secretary past." He winked at her.

"OoooOooo!" Madeleine swayed where she stood.

"Whoa, there." Riley tried to steady her. "You okay?"

"She's had a little too much." Justin mimed drinking.

"It's a party!" Madeleine slurred. "It's in the worst place ever but it's a party and I'm going to...going to..."

"Enjoy it?" Riley offered.

"Extractly!" Madeleine's brow wrinkled over that not being the right word. "Expactly?"

"Exactly." Justin corrected.

"That."

The crowd quieted around them when Olivia took the stage to offer a final toast of the evening to Liam and Riley's wedding.

"Woo!" Madeleine cheered.

Riley and Justin tried to shush her.

Her giddy smile fell as her rosy cheeks drained of color. "Somefing's not..."

"Madeleine?" Riley lost her grip on her when she swayed violently to the right. "What's--"

Madeleine hit a table, causing the plates to clatter and the vase of blood red roses to fall over.

"I hate this place." She collapsed on the floor.

"Madeleine!" Riley dropped to her knees and tried to bring her to. "Liam! Mara! Come quick!"

Justin stepped back as the two came to see what was wrong. He watched as Olivia made her way through the crowd to find out what the all the fuss was about.

"What's wrong with her?" Riley asked.

"She's been poisoned." Mara whispered.

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Justin loved seeing the delighted surprise once more on Riley's face when he said he would take over Madeleine's duties for the rest of the tour. It would have been a perfect moment if Liam had not been standing there. He was ashamed to think of his nearly giving himself away when he panicked at the sight of Olivia walking in behind him.

He wished Lucretia would quit trying to push Olivia into going into the family vault. She had a sick sense of humor in wanting her niece to discover she was already married. For some reason, she did not approve of the way her niece depended on her friends for support.

Justin knew the power friends could have. Had he not been trained by his own parents' friends, he wouldn't be the worthy man next in line to the throne. His comradery with his own men inspired their loyalty and willingness to die to make him king.

He needed to distance himself from Lucretia the moment they got out of Lythikos.

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She was supposed to come alone! Why did she bring Riley? I can't kill her. I need her. I deserve to have a choice in the one I want ruling by my side. The people already adore her, much more so than they admire Olivia. I was supposed to become free of this marriage. Once she and Liam are dead, I'll be able to be king and have--

"Justin?" Riley's eyes were clouded with confusion as she looked first at a picture of him dressed in a royal uniform. "What is this?"

"I'm sorry, Riley." His voice cracked on her name.

Justin reached in his pocket and pulled out a revolver.

Lucretia cackled with glee as she told her niece the truth about her marriage.

Justin stood there silently as the woman he loved shook her head in denial.

She's so incredibly sweet to doubt a friend could be the bad guy. I hate that I can't pull her away from all this and simply explain why I should be the ruler of Cordonia. I deserve it. I worked for it. My entire life was made for me to take the crown. She would be able to understand that. Look how far she's come in her own life. Who could imagine a waitress from some dive bar in America would come to be the next queen of a small European nation?

"Do it already!" Lucretia hissed. "Shoot her!"

He couldn't do it. Even as he held the gun steady, pointed directly at the woman he loved's heart, he couldn't shoot Riley.

"Get away from her!" Liam ordered.

Justin spun around to see the king and guards filling up the narrow passageway.

"I thought you said this was secure." Justin snapped at Lucretia.

"It was." She held her hands up in surrender.

Justin watched as she stepped forward, pretending to stumble.

His eyes widened as once again his love was trapped within a collapsing room.

He managed to see her safely end up in Liam's arms before escaping through a hidden passage.

He left Lucretia to the guards. She had served her purpose and was sadly of no use to him any longer. Now he could plan what he truly wanted to happen.

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Liam and Riley's wedding day...

"I don't care who you kill. Olivia and Riley are to be taken alive." Justin told the small team of men he was sending in. "If you have to wound them to get them here, make certain Riley's is non life threatening.

He ignored the questioning look Claudius sent his way.

"Bring them both to our stronghold." His eyes narrowed. "Do not fail me."

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Later that night...

"Good work." Justin straightened his jacket. He wanted to look his best when he saw Riley again.

Claudius smirked at him. "Just think of all the men we would still have if you had let me go alone."

Justin chuckled. "True, but at least we are free of our weakest links." He smoothed his hair back. "Now take me to our guests."

***************

"I know the real Justin is somewhere in there." Riley leaned as far forward as her bindings allowed. "You helped me gain the love of the people. You know that if you kill me, the people will not readily accept you as king."

He couldn't help but smile. "I know and that is why I don't intend to hurt you."

"Then why kidnap us?" Olivia demanded.

He turned toward her. "If I'm to be king, then I have to take the necessary steps to claim the throne." He motioned for Claudius to come in.

"You're the one who shot Drake!" Olivia shouted, struggling against the ropes biting into her tender skin. "You'll regret that."

"And you tried to kill me!" Riley added, narrowing her eyes.

"That was a mistake." Justin quickly said. "You were never to be harmed."

"Then why all the attempts?" She asked. "Why do you persist in--"

"You weren't supposed to be here, Riley." He knelt down in front of her. "You should have stayed in New York until the time was right"

Her eyebrows drew together. "What are you talking about.

Justin asked Claudius to remain with Olivia while he took Riley somewhere private.

"If you think for one second that I will remain with this man while you take her away go do only God knows what," Olivia's chair creaked at her straining to break free, "then you don't know what a Nevarkis is truly made of!"

Justine rolled his eyes over her rant as he untied Riley from her chair. He kept her ankles and wrists bound together. He swept her into his arms and carried her out.

Olivia's shouts were silenced by the sound of a hard slap.

Riley struggled in Justin's arms. "What did he do to her? OLIVIA?!" Tears streamed down her cheeks. "Justin, please don't--"

"Nothing's happened to her." He took her into a surprisingly clean, yet drab, sitting room.

Riley was dropped on a chaise lounge. She eyed the door then Justin.

"I'm not going to hurt you." He repeated. He gently cupped her cheek, fingers brushing along her jaw line. "I love you too much to ever harm you."

Riley stilled. She looked up at him. "You what?"

He knelt before her. "I'm in love with you. It didn't hit me until you told me you had accepted Liam's proposal on the train. I didn't plan it, but I refuse to hide my feelings any longer." He smiled at her. "You've proven yourself as the rightful Queen of Cordonia. Once Liam and Olivia are dead, you and I can rule this country as we see fit. We'll--"

Riley shook her head. "Justin," she believed he was deranged and knew she had to handle this carefully, "I'm flattered. Really I am. I mean, we both know I would never have gotten this far without you."

His smile grew at her realizing she owed him for her meteoric rise within the court.

"But if you kill Liam and Olivia, the people will not feel any love or loyalty for you." She tilted her head as she studied him. "Surely you see the problem with this plan."

"People respect power." He explained. "They respect someone who fights for what is rightfully his. Since my birth, I have been meant for something greater. My parents, Olivia's family, even my soldiers realized that I alone am worthy to rule over this country." He focused once more upon her. "And I've seen that you are the one to do so by my side."

Riley shook her head. "Justin, I am honored," her voice cracked on that lie, "to have your love but I can't accept it." Her eyes filled with tears. "I'm in love with Liam."

"Riley, he didn't choose you." Justin argued. "He left you on your own to fight against nobles, the press, even his own father. You deserve so much more than being an afterthought."

Tears slipped down her cheeks once more. "That wasn't what he did. He was trying to protect me. And I--"

He leaned down and kissed her.

She froze at the touch, refusing to participate.

"Once Liam's gone, you will see the truth." Justin promised.

"I won't." Her eyes narrowed. "As long as I live, I'll hate you with everything within me for taking him from me."

"You don't have it in you." He shook his head in amusement. "You've forgiven everyone. Olivia, Penelope, Madeleine, even Constantine. You never hold a grudge."

"You'll be my first." Riley vowed. "Liam is the love of my life. If you ruin my chance to finally be with him, I will never forgive you. As long as there is breath in my body, I will find a way to destroy you."

"You are amazing." He murmured, knowing she was speaking from her heart. He couldn't wait for that devotion to be for himself.

"Anton?"

The two turned to see Claudius in the doorway. "Liam should be here any moment."

Justin nodded and told him he would meet him and the rest of the men downstairs.

He lifted Riley in his arms and placed her back in the cell with Olivia.

His wife had the bruised imprint of Claudius's hand on her alabaster cheek. Blood had dried on her bottom lip. No tears had fallen from the force of the hit. Her left eye was bloodshot as she glared up at him.

"Liv?" Riley choked out. "Are you--"

"I'm fine." Her harsh answer echoed in the chamber. "It will take more than some two bit thug to hurt me." Her eyes did a quick scan to make certain Riley wasn't hurt.

"If you will excuse me, I have to go prepare for Liam's last night on earth." He retied Riley to her chair.

She threw her head back with all her might to connect with his face.

His glasses broke from the force of her strike. Blood poured out his nose as he stumbled away from her.

"Don't ever," his voice dropped to a hiss, "do that again, my love." He gripped her chin and jerked her face up toward his. "You will learn how to behave soon enough."

He slammed the cell door and left them alone.

"Did he hurt you?" Olivia whispered.

"No." Riley bit her bottom lip. "Not yet."

*****************

"Where is my wife?" Liam demanded.

Justin couldn't help but be impressed. The young king was standing before him, completely outnumbered, yet didn't show the slightest flicker of fear.

He asked the one question that he himself would have asked if Riley was taken from him.

"She is well." Justin replied. "Which is something I can't promise about your own well being."

"I want to see her." Liam bit out. "Now!"

Justin's chuckle was interrupted by a hastily whispered message from Claudius. His head jerked around to search the dim hallway as if doing so would reveal the missing prisoners.

How had they escaped?

"You don't get to make demands here." He snapped at Liam.

"Let Riley and Olivia go." Liam ordered. "And I will take their place." His eyes narrowed. "I know it is a temporary one."

Justin couldn't help but smile. The man was indeed brave to trade his life for Riley and Olivia's.

"No!" Riley screamed out from the stairs.

Chaos broke out as she led the charge to attack the Sons of the Earth. Justin watched as she ran over to protect Liam's back.

The couple were doing their utmost to protect the other from harm.

Their friends were taking his well trained soldiers out one by one. It was embarrassing to see how pitiful his men fought.

Olivia moved into his line of sight. Fury blazed across her delicate features.

"I'm impressed." He told her, unsheathing his sword. "I should have searched you myself."

"Trust me." Olivia circled him. "It will be the last mistake you'll ever make!"

She lunged at him. He easily parried her attack. "I think you've forgotten that it was your parents who gave me the same training you had."

"I think you talk too much!" She twirled about, bringing her daggers up to stop his sword from meeting her shoulder. He grunted from her heel piercing his leg as she pushed off to break his hold.

They continued to try and deliver punishing blows to the other. She was desperate to kill the man who was after her friends and country. He was anxious to be free of their marriage.

He noticed from the corner of his eye Claudius and Drake fighting. His second in command stunned the commoner with an uppercut to his jaw, causing Drake to stumble back into a wall.

Olivia heard the scuffle and followed Justin's line of sight. Her face paled at Claudius moving towards Drake to end him once and for all.

With a flick of her wrists she not only slashed Justin but threw her other dagger at Claudius. It struck true along the side of his neck, cutting into his jugular. He let out a garbled scream as he fell to the floor.

Justin hissed at the deep gash she had made along his ribcage.

Seeing that it was a lost battle, he hopped the banister and began to rush upstairs. He would have to go into hiding once more before orchestrating another attack.

"This ends now!" Riley yelled out at him.

He spun around to see both her and Liam rushing toward him. He raised his sword, determined to put an end to the man who stood between him and the throne. He hesitated when Riley jumped in front of her husband.

"You're not taking him from me!" She raised her battle ax. "Every time you try, I will stop you."

Does Liam know how lucky he is? She waited on him to choose her. Twice! And now she stands here, ready to defend him to the death. How could any man not fall in love with Riley?

His refusal to fight her was his downfall. He was pushed over the banister by the royal couple. While his breath was knocked out, Maxwell and Hana bound his hands together behind his back.

He looked about at his fallen and captured comrades. His attention was drawn toward Olivia and Drake. The pair were covered in blood and bruises, yet they were leaning against each other. Drake had his arm around her while softly speaking. Whatever was said caused Olivia to press even closer to his side. Her arms slipped around his waist. Her eyes were closed tight as she allowed him to hold her.

Justin had suspected something more between the pair. It looked like his coup for the throne had accomplished something for them.

Bastien and the rest of the King's Guards rushed in. After talking to the king and new queen, he collected Justin and hauled him outside.

On the way, Justin met Riley's eyes.

There were so many things he wanted to explain to her. He believed she would have been on board with his plans for the kingdom. Once he had killed Liam and Olivia, he would be the benevolent king the country needed. Gone would be the purpose for pompous nobles. He would have established a council of Cordonia's citizens from all walks of life to advise him. People would be rewarded and honored for their service instead of simply being born to the right parents.

And she would have been his queen, guiding and protecting all she deemed worthy.

"Riley, I..."

"You will never ever hurt those I love again." She hissed.

"Take him away." Liam ordered, keeping his arms locked around his wife. "He will be dealt with in the morning."

Justin knew then that it was pointless to try and explain. She would never give him a chance after all that had occurred.

For the first time in his life, he realized that his intentions didn't matter to the one he loved most.

#the royal romance #trr #choices #trr liam #liam x riley #drake x olivia #justin x riley #choices the royal romance

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completeandrandomshit · 6 years ago

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Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman Season 2 Episode 7:

I swear pussy would make you do some things that you would NEVER do otherwise.

#dr. quinn medicine woman #joe lando #byron sully #jane seymour #michaela #quinn #dr. michaela quinn #90s tv #otp #black social media

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rararakowski · 4 years ago

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for reals my last babe for now, miss addy rakowski @tupeloextras the facts: - - Addyson Rakowski -31 - cisfemale | she/her | bisexual - Athletic Trainer/Cheer Coach at Tupelo High - Albony, New York

the story: - Addyson is the oldest of 3 children, her 2 younger brothers 18 months apart from each other and 3 years younger than herself. She was meant to be an only child, but when parents are in love and exciting things happen, well, we all know what happens next. Addy was glad she wasn’t an only child, though, because life would have been very boring, and with her brother’s soaring above her (she’s only 5’2 and has been since she was in middle school), it made for wrestling matches to be very interesting. - Her family wasn’t perfect, and while they all got along, it was definitely a different family experience. Dad worked from home as a sports agent, traveling during the offseason to different seasons to recruit, while mom traveled to different cities, running publicity for big names in the sports world. Holidays and birthdays were always spend together, give a year or two with some mix-ups in travel plans, but they had the same nanny growing up, so it was as if family was always there. Did she wish she could see her parents more growing up? Of course! Did she get to meet a lot of famous people? Of course! - Her family being who they were, all three kids went to a boarding school. Addy loved singing, but she soared (literally) above the boys. She became cheer captain her sophomore year of high school (still the same boarding school, but grades were all the same), and she was head flyer. So on top of leading her team to 3 championships, she sang on the side, and started her college journey her junior year for sports medicine. She followed in the familial footsteps into the sports world, and she wasn’t upset with it. - After the 3 competitions, the family glory of knowing everyone and all in the sports world, and actually being good at flying, Addy was approached and recruited by University of Kentucky for their cheer squad. Addy gladly stepped down as captain and took a step or two to the side for flying to really enjoy her college experience. And boy, did she ever. She met none other than Jack Dunn, and it was basically love at first sight, but also not. They had a mutual respect for each other, one of which she hadn’t ever seen besides her parents. Relationships were always portrayed as sacrificing what you love for the other person, but theirs was different. They didn’t want the other to sacrifice what they loved, even if that meant sacrificing each other. Which happened a few times. - While he may disagree, Addy was convinced they were the couple of the century. They both had interviews in their respective worlds, and in each other’s worlds. Addy would get messages constantly how they were OTP, or whatever kids say, and her parents would know things before even she would. The publicity was a blessing for her parents, having a daughter always in the press and all over social media, but Addy didn’t want that, and she was always worried it would jeopardize her relationship. Instead of running from it, though, she seemed to have embraced it, and got cheer captain her final year of college. So not only as she on track to graduate with honors in sports medicine, but she was also being recruited by actual NFL teams for cheer; something almost unheard of. - It was a hard decision for both of them, but Addy made the move to LA, and she was thankful Jack followed her. She knew almost immediately he hated it, and while she felt like she was thriving there, Jack wasn’t. Unfortunately, a year after the move, Jack left. And unlike his previous relationships she had had the honor to listen to, their relationship ended on good terms. Sad terms, but good terms. They respected each other, and Addy loved him so much she would never ask him to sacrifice his happiness to be with her. So he left, and they tried. They tried for a few months, but Addy’s life got busier, and Jack became more distant. Soon, they weren’t speaking, but Addy knew he was happy, and that’s what really mattered to her. - So, at the ripe age of 23, she was single, dancing for the LA Rams, getting her masters in sports medicine and visiting her family any time they visited. Both brothers were big in football, and while she begged them to move to LA, they went to bigger and better teams, and just like that, the family was separated. It was the first time in her life she’d ever felt truly alone, and she hated it. - Life was mundane after that. She danced and cheered until she was 29, then got a job as a professional cheer coach and as an athletic trainer for the Rams. She got to see her brother’s when she traveled and her parents occasionally, but the life she was living wasn’t the life for her. And while there were many men who came and went, there was always one that stuck in her mind.

#tupelointro #addy

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musicalhell · 5 years ago

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Numbers 10 through 17 for Blind Mag/Erik in "Girls Next Door"

Ahhh, my favorite OTP!

Who usually makes dinner? Honestly, they’re both kind of hopeless about it. They experiment with recipes together on occasion, but the results are hit-and-miss. Most of the time they get takeout and really good wine.

Who plays their music out loud? Um, both, obviously. It’s a bit of a bigger problem with Erik, who has to be reminded that other people like to sleep on occasion and his girlfriend has very sensitive hearing....

Who hogs the bathroom? Mag, because she has a skin routine and that fabulous goth look to maintain. Erik, obviously, doesn’t like being in any room with an (outward-facing) mirror longer than is necessary.

Who gives the most compliments? Erik, because he’s still in mild disbelief that this amazing woman is willing to put up with him and can’t say enough good things about her. (Mag would like to, but first needs to get Erik to work around his suspicious cynicism about anybody saying anything nice about him.)

Who usually starts/causes arguments: Mag. Erik is trying, but a century’s worth of being a socially maladjusted trash fire in a variety of media is hard to get over and he needs to be smacked upside the head sometimes.

Who isn’t afraid to embarrass the other in public: They both have way too much history with traumatizing public displays to really be into that. That said, Mag secretly likes how flustered Erik gets over even the mildest of PDAs.

Who gives cringeworthy pet names?: They have mutually agreed that they will never, ever do this to each other.

Who takes care of the other when they get sick?: Erik coddles Mag, and still needs help being reminded where the boundary between “loving attention” and “creepy stalker smothering” is. Mag applies a judicious mix of “quit feeling sorry for yourself and take your medicine” and “you are NOT living an isolated existence in a cellar anymore, lie down and rest and let me take care of things for once.”

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bubblesthemonsterartist · 6 years ago

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10, 22, 37?

10. Do you ship any characters that have never met?

*thinks really hard* I can’t say that I do. Not in recent memory anyhow. I like seeing the chemistry on screen or in a book, and while I seem to be pretty decent at pointing at two friends who have never met and be like YOU TWO. YOU WOULD MAKE AN EXCELLENT COUPLE, I’ve never extended it to the fictional world.

22. Which of your ships have the best chemistry?

Omg, I am currently finding myself inundated with new ships since I AM CONSUMING MEDIA ONCE MORE. I think most recently, the ships with the best chemistry would have to be Kaz/Inej from Six of Crows/Crooked Kingdom and, going back to an old favorite that I recently reintroduced myself to, Moira/Horace in Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman. :D

37. Do you have a favorite trope and/or AU for your OTP?

Fuckin…. UGHHHHHHHHHH.. I think I’ve outed myself on this particular one before, but like: The sex worker background trope. Doesn’t really matter which half of obiyuki has gone through it - both would be fine, even! - all that matters is that it is done well. I freakin made whining noises all through yours, I am eating @sabraeal‘s up with a spoon, @xaphrin is destroying me, and that half a second acknowledgment of it being an element of Obi’s backstory in @codango‘s fic just murdered me in the best of ways.

#asks bubbles #shipping meme #i just got to accept that i like what i like #and roll into it #there's just something about it that clenches the heart #and to have one of your faves come out the other side #not really healed so much but patched where they are broken the worse #it's really beautiful #owlsshadows

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deyzalee · 3 years ago

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Dear God,

Thankful and blessed today. All is well after my duty. I arrived home safely, washed my clothes via washing machine. Kuya Rudy picked me up because we are going to Al borg for my PCR test.Again we arrived home safely. I ate my breakfast, drank my medicine and prepared myself to sleep. I finished washing my clothes and hanged them to dry. I scrolled on my social media account. Chatted my family and friends. And while sleeping, Sir Arjen called and informed me that my emirates ID is delivered already and He needs to know my OTP, and so I send it to him. Thank you Lord for after how many months my emirates ID is okay already. I slept until 7PM plus and it was a good sleep. My roommate Arlene shared me her food which is fried fish and rice. I also ate leche flan that I bought in Sharjah. Went back to my room and watched vlogs and few episodes of Shaman king on Netflix. Right now I am about to sleep again. I read few pages of the Bible. I drank my medicines. Have mercy on us Oh God. Guide us always to the right path. Remove sickness, danger and negative things in our life. Answer our prayers in your perfect time. Thank you and I love you God.

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cloubleoh · 7 years ago

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writer’s tag q+a ✍️

i got tagged by the eminently lovely @spiritofcamelot on this one!

1. What do you do for work?

Since I’m currently a student I have two part-time jobs: an office position at an HVAC company and a recruiter position at a market research company. Both involve equal amounts of talking to rude and fascinating people over the phone

2. If you could kill one person and get away with it, would you?

I don’t.....know of anyone off the top of my head I’d want to kill right now, necessarily, but I might be inclined to play that card some day

3. When you use the bathroom at someone’s house, do you look through the medicine cabinet?

I’ve definitely desperately looked behind cabinet doors in a bathroom for toilet paper or something but I’m not that nosy, people’s private prescriptions are probably in there!

4. What’s one show or movie that everyone loves but you just can’t get into?

Pretty much anything currently airing on The CW. I can’t stand Supernatural, The Vampire Diaries, Riverdale, the list goes on and on. Vapid mainstream media targeted for millennials just bores me

5. Are you in a relationship? If so how did you meet?

Yep! Just started dating the guy, actually. We met in class at the beginning of the semester and immediately hit it off. He is...very cute, I’m horribly smitten with him

6. How many relationships have you had in the past?

Literally only one because I was a fool and dated the same guy throughout all of high school

7. Do you want to get married? have children? Have/Are you already?

Marriage? Yes, absolutely. Kids, never. I can’t see myself raising them, to be honest

8. What scares you? What brings you genuine fear when you think about it?

Sensory deprivation tanks and dying alone

9. Are you religious? Do you believe in God/s?

Not in the slightest. I was brought up to be Christian but I don’t believe in any deity, honestly

10. How much have your past struggles influenced your writing?

If anything I try to keep my personal life out of my writing. It’s my escape and I want it to be as far removed from myself as possible

11. Do you have a favorite line or scene from something you’ve written?

Oh god, I think everyone has a favorite line from all of their fics, don’t they? I feel like I build half my fics around favorite lines and just fill in the middle bits to make things interesting. This one though on a WIP I really need to get back to is probably my favorite:

Cigarettes and scotch are a deadly combination, and Q is on his fifth glass when he realizes with a sick flutter of his stomach that the taste is nothing remotely like the sharp, smoky flavor he’d imbibed from Bond’s lips so long ago, and his glass is suddenly tumbling from his hands, shattering and spilling out onto the floor with a crash that almost jars Q out of his stupor.

12. Do you write with music in the background or make playlists for certain characters?

ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY. I don’t always write with music but I like to put on something quiet and droning when I’m deep into the writing headspace. Also I make playlists for every otp I get into, but the one for Bond and Q is not curated enough to see the light of day just yet

13. Is there any song that reminds you of a specific OC?

I feel ashamed to admit I haven’t written original content since high school, but yeah I have a couple songs floating around that reminds me heavily of, like this one for example

14. Which character is most like you?

Definitely Moneypenny. I’m much more of a take-no-bullshit kind of person and can be quite boldly confident when I want to be

15. Which character is least like you?

Probably Bond, lmao. I’m not broody or damaged enough and being under 21 I definitely don’t drink either. Doesn’t mean he’s not extremely fun to write!

16. How long have you been writing for?

I started writing when I was in second grade, just dumb little stories I’d come up with in my head. I was bored a lot in english class and would plot science fiction and high fantasy concepts in the margins of my notebooks, and it just sort of evolved to where I am today. I only started writing fanfiction in 8th grade, though, and I didn’t consider myself half-decent at writing until high school anyway

I’m still so new to this fandom I have no idea who to tag!! Ummmmmm if you wanna do this ask meme, go for it and say I tagged you!

#clouble rambles

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lil-blue-one · 7 years ago

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Did You Hear???

Thank you @krumcake for the okay to do this, I saw a post they had made about soul mate AUs and this one screamed at me to write. As some of you know, I’m trying to branch out from writing only Gajevy, and since these two are my original and strongest OTP, I thought I might give it a try. Maybe it’s awful, Idek. This is a one shot, sort of hits the tip of the iceberg with this idea. Maybe I’ll keep writing, maybe I won’t, let me know what you think.

“Did you hear?? Her name finally appeared!”

There was a murmur of voices throughout the restaurant as a woman rushed to the table her friends were sitting at. She had been running late, of course. None of the other women were surprised, their Cheryl was frequently late as the poor thing was so easily distracted. She was also, however, the best source of true gossip that they had ever found. She didn’t just pass on every little drivel she heard, no. Cheryl was always late because she’d hear something juicy and immediately sit down and research the truth behind a rumor. It was an admirable trait, if you really thought about it.

The gaggle of women all leaned in as their frazzled friend sat down, babbling at a volume that shared her information with the entirety of the restaurant.

“Bulma’s soul mate! The name finally appeared on the inside of her arm! But here’s the kicker, no one��s heard of him!! The name that’s appeared is… Vegeta! I know, I know, what kind of name is that even? But I, of course, did some digging…”

Several people shook their heads, either not caring or not knowing that her word was trustworthy. No one noticed the jolt of surprise shoot through a man sitting three tables away. His waitress simply noticed that he stood, paid for his food, and left. He burst out the door and into the street, nearly knocking a woman over. She shrieked and yelled at him, but the black-haired man just growled at her and turned the other way, almost sprinting as he left.

Now Bulma, she was famous. Not just “Oh, she can sing.” or “Have you seen what she’s wearing?” No, Bulma Briefs was hugely famous. Internationally. She wasn’t much of a singer, to be blunt, and she didn’t act. But she was a certifiable genius. Her inventions, and those of her father, had single handedly changed the world. They changed modern medicine, amplified space travel, there was even a rumor that she had mastered time travel, although she wouldn’t confirm anything. To top it all off, she was beautiful and kind. She didn’t hoard the money she made, or the fortune she’d been born into, but she turned it into grant money for other young researchers, built hospitals, and funded a lot of other education programs for youth.

While she wasn’t always a peaceful person, herself, she’d made a few remarks about fighting for money, saying it was a hobby for people without a lick of sense, training for thugs and an overall waste of time. So imagine Cheryl’s amusement, and the surprise of everyone listening, when she revealed to them that this mysterious, no-name man who was Bulma’s soul mate was in fact a champion of several underground fighting rings. What must the poor girl be thinking? Surely with her resources, she knew who he was by now too...

In an alley across the city, the strange man was leaning against a wall with his eyes closed. Surely it’s a scam. Someone did this just to cause a fuss. You don’t believe in this garbage anyway… Shaking his head he opened his eyes. Soul mates… that was a myth and a waste of time. There’s no way that he would be a match for some socialite, for one, and for two he had never had anyone’s name appear on his skin. He always assumed it was a human thing. With a growl and another shake of his head, Vegeta grabbed his shirt, ripping it over his head. He inspected his arms, but both were bare. Same with his chest and stomach, no names peeking around his sides. He craned his head around as far as he could to check his back, twisting and ducking under his arms but he couldn’t see any blemishes on his body. He didn’t know exactly where these things were supposed to be, he’d never bought into it enough to care. So why was there a sort of disappointment mingling with his excitement each time he saw clean skin? I guess it wouldn’t hurt to check there too… Looking around to make sure he was still alone, he slipped behind a dumpster and started to tug down his jeans, inspecting his legs.

“Oh great! Not only is my supposed ‘soul mate’ a thug, he’s a creep, stripping in public. That or you think you’re some kind of superhero and can’t find a phone booth?”

The Saiyan’s head whipped up at the sound of a woman’s voice from the entrance to the alley, finding her immediately. He couldn’t have told you what was going through his mind, he wasn’t even really sure himself. There was no denying that she was beautiful, but the bluenette’s face was currently a mask of disgust. Her shapely arms folded across her chest, tapping one foot on the ground, fire in her bright blue eyes.

“Wha- what the hell are you talking about, woman?!”

She huffed out a breath, rolling her eyes.

“Just put some clothes on, would ya?! The media will be here any minute, and who you are is bad enough, I don’t need this kind of publicity.”

He gaped at her for a moment before looking down at his bare body and back at her.

“I’ll have you know that the kind of publicity you’d get from being seen with me isn’t bad, thank you very much! Where I’m from, I was a prince! And the women who come to fights never seem to have a problem with me wearing this or even less!”

Even as he growled his response, he pulled his jeans back up, fastening them without even looking. He stepped from behind the dumpster, noticing with a smirk as her eyes travelled down his bare torso, taking the toned muscles and no few scars. She blinked a few times, looking back down the street when she realized he’d caught her.

“Tch, whatever. At least we’re not about to be arrested for public indecency. You ARE Vegeta then, right?”

He waited until she looked back at him and met her eyes for a moment before nodding slowly, folding his arms over his chest.

“But who said I’m looking for a soul mate? Or that I’d talk to media? I don’t owe you anything, your name isn’t anywhere on me, I’ve heard of that happening before.”

She just laughed once, lifting her right hand to point at him. He looked down again, still seeing nothing and back at her with a raised eyebrow. Laughing softly to herself, she strode forward, rummaging in the purse that was slung over her shoulder. Vegeta dropped his arms, taking a half step back without even realizing he was slipping into a defensive posture. It was simply second nature to him. Bulma stopped, looking up finally as she pulled a small circular compact free and opened it.

“Here, look there.”

As she offered the mirror to him, she reached her other hand up and poked his chest, just over his collarbone. He hissed as his skin tingled, reeling back a little before snatching the mirror from the woman in front of him. His eyes widened as he saw it, scrawled in a small, neat script into his skin. Bulma. The Saiyan’s hand clenched around the compact for a moment before the mirror shattered, glass falling to the ground between them.

“Hey! That was my favorite!! Look, I didn’t ask for this either, okay?! Just talk to these vultures with me and we can go our separate ways. I’ve heard that the discomfort of not being with your soulmate fades after a while if you never get a chance to get close to them..”

Her words trailed off as she looked away, glancing over her shoulder. He’d have to have been a complete monster to not notice that she seemed a little down, but he refused to say anything. Would it really hurt that much to have a soulmate? Maybe he could get to know her, the resources certainly would be beneficial to his training. He shook his head, mentally berating himself. There’s no way he’d buy into this farce, no way he’d put himself through that. He had too much going on already. Finally, he turned to grab his shirt from where he’d dropped it on the ground.

“Yeah, fine, whatever. Let’s just get this over with. How did you even find me, anyway?”

Bulma couldn’t help the smugness that crossed her face then, looking at her “mate” with her hands on her hips.

“I have my ways. Make it through this, maybe I’ll tell you.”

Grunting, Vegeta just tossed his shirt over his shoulder and walked towards the entrance of the alley, where he could see several cameramen peeking around to try and see what the pair was doing and talking about.

“This is nothing. I can handle anything you try to throw at me, woman.”

#vegeta x bulma #one shot #idek what this is #why not #mywork

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imperialdramons · 8 years ago

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Things I personally can’t stand in fics and writing in general. LONG rant, so stick with me people. This is a long overdue list that’s been in my drafts for ages.) VERY SUBJECTIVE in case that wasn’t obvious from the first sentence lmao. 1) Characters shipping the otp mentioned. I already like said OTP otherwise I wouldn’t be reading this fic. You don’t have to sell me on the concept of these characters dating, again, it’s why I’m reading the fic. You also don’t have to make characters ship them because, again, that’s what you have friends for- you talk to each other about what you like about the ship rather than sit by as a bystander while two other people go on talking about why they like said ship without allowing you to contribute a word. This is what we have social media for- conversation and opinions.

I really despise when everyone in a fic suddenly decides “these characters ought to date yes they’re soul mates” almost as if they’re part of a hive-mind when this is the most unrealistic thing to expect when you put two characters in a room full of different people. Trust me, most people would be very uninterested in other people’s love life. The most you would get would be a few close friends making gags (but again- you don’t have to sell ME on the concept of the characters dating. I fail to see both the charm and the point of this) If you’re going for realism, this isn’t where you’ll find it. If you’re going for a joke, I fail to see the humor in it. If you’re planning to make me resent a otp I normally would love by literally forcing me to read opinions of people I don’t even know- you brought your A-game pumpkin, and you succeeded. I often get the impression characters that ship the fic’s otp are trying to either parody what I feel about the characters, or tell me how to feel about the characters, and neither of these leave a good impression. Is the point of this stunt to make the characters feel awkward? There’s many different scenarios you could put them into that could make them feel equally as awkward and give more rewarding results- especially since the fics i’ve read including this have had the characters react very little to others “shipping” them- it kind of just goes on in the background (why? if there is no point to it, why include it? again, it feels like you’re trying to sell me something i’ve already bought). Is it written so often bc there’s some satisfying factor in knowing everyone agrees with you both inside and outside the fic? Oh. I think we’ve reached the reason this is so popular in fics. Score 1+ for the hive mind!

2) Convenient stupidity. When a character acts in a way to either mislead or derail the plot from its actual purpose without getting punished for their stupidity or given a chance to redeem themselves. It’s such a time-waster, and often causes the plot to regress and for the characters to go through the same motions again. It’s not a deal-breaker, but it’s a real joykill to have to read about the characters trying to fix a problem that could easily have been avoided had the character just not acted stupid when it seemed convenient to drag things out further.

3) PLEASE DO NOT COPY SITCOM JOKES FROM SHOWS LIKE SEINFELD AND THE BIG BANG THEORY I WILL LITERALLY FLIP MY LID. It doesn’t take a trained eye to notice when a joke doesn’t fit the phrasing of a character. Some lines from popular sitcoms work with every character because they’re so generic, but sometimes the lines sound absolutely out of character when they come from a character who feels like they’re being held at gunpoint just to hammer in a joke or two. I have seen characters butchered momentarily just to hammer in a few jokes that immediately lose their humor, mainly because the jokes are not funny if I can tell someone is forcing the words into the character’s mouth. It doesn’t sound like anything they’d actually say, but something someone else wants them to say. It isn’t a deal-breaker, but it really takes me out of the fic. There was one fic that actually had me dig through my bad 90′s sitcom archive to find 3 shows with the exact same joke as said fic. Do you know how disturbing it is to read a fic and suddenly see Jerry Seinfeld’s face pop up in your mind like a jump scare? It’s terrifying.

4) I can’t stand when a fic has all the depression tags, all the dark and tragic story tropes, but let’s throw in a joke in every third paragraph despite talking about a dark subject- let’s even ruin the most serious moments with a joke because hey jokes are supposed to break tension right. Let’s not care if it looks out of place or forced, we have to have a joke dammnit. Yes, humor is often used to lighten up the mood when things get too serious- but you actually have to allow your audience to have a pause for things to remain serious for a while before you can make a joke. A lot of the joke relies on the element of surprise (timing), and the delivery. If you don’t allow us to breathe in and grow accustomed to the serious and dark tone, you won’t be able to make us laugh when you genuinely write something funny. It’s just harder to get into it when there’s so many jokes. Instead of being a dark fic with some nicely paced jokes, it turns into an internal conflict of whether or not you label the fic as a dark humor satire or dark themed fic with a lot of comedy in it that just doesn’t pace well. Very few people can get away with this without making the humor seem completely out of place (but I have actually seen it done), and it takes a huge amount of skill to actually make dark humor work- because when dark humor doesn’t work, it just sounds offensive or insulting. (Dark Humor is often offensive, but what’s offensive has to either have some truth to it, or genuinely be funny to work as dark humor.) Meanwhile, when regular humor doesn’t work, we often either don’t notice the joke, or just shrug at it “yeah it was bad but i’ve read worse” and keep reading. I have seen so many fics write dark themes wrong by making light of a very dark situation and that is all fine and good if you’re writing a comedy that is mocking tragic and dark tropes in the form of a satire. However, this doesn’t work if you want said fic to be “inspirational” or “educational” (or even SERIOUS) about mental illness or disorders. It really just confuses the reader as to what your actual goal is with the fic if you’re both trying to mock the problem, and educate people about the problem. This just goes out to the smartasses that dismiss criticism bc “I has the depression so you are wrong and your opinion is stupid bc you dont have the depression so anything you say is wrong 8D” Please gently fuck off.

5) This might be an unpopular opinion, but I personally rank a fic’s appeal by how well they conduct a premise. You might also say I rank fics by how badly they mess up an easy premise/moral they have to work with and make a simple topic seem very absurd. I don’t care if the premise is simple- if they wrote it well, they deserve props for it. If they wrote a difficult premise and the fic kind of fell apart, I can still give them some props because I can tell there was effort put into trying to make something work. However, when a fic takes an easy premise and completely butchers it, ohhhh boy. It almost becomes something akin to reading my immortal- for shits and giggles- a beautiful trainwreck. However, here’s a fun fact; I don’t hate my immortal, or hellstorm evangelion, and wouldn’t class them as “the worst fics in harry potter and evangelion”. Why? Because they started off with an absurd premise. As soon as I read an absurd premise, I know the fic is going to be absurd. The fic delivers what it promises, and I genuinely can’t flaw it for that. Of course the fics are bad, OOC on top of crazy ideas, but it didn’t really market itself differently or as anything but OOC and crazy- and this is why I also don’t take them seriously- because in a way- they don’t take themselves seriously.

What I do take seriously however are fics that try their hardest to make a point and then fail miserably because they didn’t bother to do even the smallest amount of research- and I really do mean the most minuscule amount of research. I read a fic where a bruise lasted for 2 months. A bruise. Lasted 2 months. If a bruise is big and dark enough after 2 weeks you shouldn’t see a doctor, you should see an exorcist- because that thing needs to be sent to the shadow realm and fast. 2 months? A simple google search would have solved this. I actually didn’t know how long a bruise lasted for, but I took one look at that and shook my head, thinking “No. I really don’t think this is accurate.” but I actually decided to go look it up because “I might be wrong”. I might be nitpicking, but when your fic is trying to go for realism it doesn’t really help that you have these small bits of misinformation that could easily be corrected... One or two won’t kill the mood if the fic is good enough, but if the fic focuses on a subject that involves, oh, I don’t know, doctors/medicine (which i might add- i know near to nothing about) and relies on misinformation that even I can spot?... Maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to just skim some reliable sources for relevant information about what you’re writing about. Small aside- I get bothered when people put the word “literally” in front of things they mean to say are “figurative”. I can actually gloss over this most times (i do it too sometimes almost unknowingly), but when someone writes “Literally kicked the door down-” and in the very next sentence, say the door “swung open”- No. That is inaccurate. You can’t just shove “literally” in front of things and not expect it to change meaning. That is literally illiteracy.

6) Nicknames. I really cringe at “Darling” or “Cutie” in fics. Yes, people do this in real life and I’m guilty of it too- but have you ever been that one friend in a friendship circle where you don’t exactly feel as if you belong there and then you’re hearing 2 people call each other "darling” over and over again? Doesn’t that feel even the least bit uncomfortable? I often get that impression when I read fics of two characters going back and forth like this- i feel like the awkward third wheel that’s imposing on their fun. I can handle some pet names, but when they constantly say “darling” and “sweetie” over and over again, I can’t help but to feel as if the characters are losing some of their character in the dialogue (it is actually very corny). Most fics of non-canon ships are already putting characters into situations that are hard to swallow- but nicknames like “darling”? That’s probably an aspect of fics i’ll never be able to handle. I can’t say why I feel this way other than the fact it always feels forced and shoehorned in (unless the character themselves have also used this word multiple times) There are of course the exceptions. The exceptions are the characters who you can actually see say this kind of thing. Ringabel from Bravely Default is an easy example, or say, Cat Noir from Miraculous- but the phrases fit because they align with their character, and aren’t just put there to “be cute” but to be “accurate” to the portrayal. That doesn’t mean “if you dont use pet names for these characters, you’re misrepresenting them”- it just means that these specific characters seem like they might engage in petnames, whereas someone as... hm... let’s say Jotaro from jjba probably wouldn’t do it in a serious manner, and neither would Cyrus from Platinum. Some characters fit the bill and others don’t, and I know this is highly subjective, but to make things simple; the goofy characters are always the ones who I can see use such language seriously or unironically without it feeling out of place.

THERE’S MORE, But I’m tired and this rant has been long long long and I want to go eat eat eat. Maybe later i’ll add a few more in a brief because this kind of went on for a lil too long than necessary.

#tami txt #saltmine #im mocking concepts and ideas chill #people who like these things are not wrong in the slightest #we just have different tastes #that being said- i hate these concepts #also i have better taste #i am the superior race #im joking #ITS JOKE

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