#probably admires her power and thinks she has a. Great personality!

[walnutcookie]

i should be annoying about spacetime yuri

[jayhyunglover]

Heartless

Part2 here Pairing: Caleb x non MC reader

Content: jealousy , friends with benefits (kinda) , pwp , inappropriate use of evol powers , metal arm kink (miam😋) , oral (he's a tease) , unprotected sex (p in v) , doggy . (Might be OOC since I wrote this before his release)

Synopsis: jealousy is an awful feeling and it doesn't look good on you Lieutenant . You , the no nonsense and stoic Lieutenant of the farspace fleet . him , The Colonel of this same Farspace fleet . your relationship ? Fuck buddies and cooperators but this feeling of growing jealousy simmering just underneath your skin didn't seem to understand it that way .

A/N: Caleb nations won, blame the edits because BOOMSHAKALA that man is fine.

Now playing: Heartless by the weeknd

Heartless, that's you were or maybe that's what you were trying so hard to be. 

People has always feared you , whether it was because of your appearance or your reputation. After all you weren't known as the merciless lieutenant of Farspace fleet for nothing. 

You were a heartless , emotionless and  cruel monster and you took great pride in that. 

Then why did you felt every vein in your body boils with barely contained rage as you watched Caleb interrogating that girl? 

Yeah , that girl that probably put you in this situation in the first place. 

How you met Caleb was rather unexpected.  A young man full of hatred and desire to protect his loved one. It made your heart felt something you haven't felt for a long time, admiration. You admired him for his resilience,  how he climbed the rank until he was powerful enough to protect his love .

 A love that you envied. 

Though, yours and Caleb's relationship relied purely on lust . You helped him with his plan while he offered you free therapy. By free therapy you mean dick and you'd be lying if you said him rearranging your guts didn't help with your nightmares. 

But now they caused a troublesome issue you didn't want to deal with. 

Jealousy. 

You gritted your teeth at the sight of him reassuring the poor girl through the one sided mirror. 

Pathetic you thought before looking away from this lovesick view that had the bile rising up your throat 

“Lieutenant we'll need your help with-” 

“Handle it yourself” you cut off the poor rookie , your voice as sharp as a dagger before storming off the room. 

“What's wrong with her?” The young man asked in disbelief before turning toward his colleague who just  shrugged , as clueless as him. 

You weren't a jealous person, far from that. You already knew what you got yourself into. You knew that Caleb's heart belonged to someone else already.  Your relationship (if you could only call it that ) was purely professional (and sexual) but it didn't change anything . You had no right over him , he wasn't yours , you weren't his . So why despite telling yourself that over and over , everytime the image of him gently cradling her cheek flashed through your mind it made your jaw clench? 

You let out a heavy sigh before leaning back against your chair , your  thoughts growing more tangled by the seconds. 

She looked ordinary though.  Why would he sacrifice everything for someone with such basic hair? You scoffed internally before mentally scolding yourself for thinking about her in the first place . 

You shook off those thoughts and decided to focus on this stack of papers in your desk instead of Caleb's pipqsqueak 

Pipsqueak , such a lame nickname. 

“Someone seems to be in a fool mood today” you heard his light voice spoke and you mentally cursed yourself at how your heartrate sped up at the sound. 

You looked up from your papers to see him leaning against your doorframe with a small and  almost charming smirk on his face 

“Finally done with coddling your pipsqueak?” You asked in a nonchalant tone thought the underlying hint of irritation in your tone didn't escape him making his smirk widen

“Is that jealousy I hear , lieutenant?” He chuckled before making his way towards your desk and you despised , hated the way he could see right through 

“Tch, why would I be jealous of this weak thing?” You scoffed but the disapproval look he gave you made you almost want to take it back 

Almost 

“She's not weak” he retorted his voice dropping to something dangerously low 

“Whatever you say Colonel Caleb” you waved a dismissive hand at him before shifting your focus back on those damn documents 

“did you come all the way here just to discuss about your pipsqueak?” You couldn't help but ask 

“You're the one who brought her up in the first place” he shrugged nonchalantly unfazed by your snarky remarks 

Touché , you closed the filesyou were starting reading before looking up at him

He had such beautiful eyes , the golden flicker in them reminded so much of what he was in your life . A light that won't stuck around for long. 

“Then why are you here?” You asked in murmur,  your gaze trying its best to not shift toward his lips. Those lips that have explored your body so many times you've lost count. 

“I wanted to check on you” his eyes softened as he uttered those words and you felt for a fraction they might be genuine but no . This was Caleb , not some lover boyfriend of yours . 

“Can't you see I am fine” you snapped,  tone harsher than you intended but it was better that way. 

A flicker of hurt passed through his purple colored eyes but it disappeared as soon you saw it , leaving the cold and heartless colonel you knew. 

Heartless,  that's what you both were. 

“Glad to know that , Lieutenant” he bowed at you before stepping out of your office leaving you alone  with your regrets and confused feelings 

               …*...*...*...*...*...

“No more” you cried out , eyes burning under the harsh light . The knot in your throat growing tighter “please” you begged but they didn't listen , they never did and never will. 

“Please” your vision was blurry with tears , the pain too overwhelming to bear. 

What did you even do wrong? Why were they doing this to you? 

The electric shockwaves crashed over your body , sending flicker of pain everywhere until it numbed every fiber of your being. 

“Please make it  stop” you shouted but nobody made it stop. No matter how loud you screamed , how much you begged , they never did. 

You let out a loud gasp as you jolted from sleep. Your chest heaving up and down from the intensity of your nightmare. 

It's been like this ever since you went under this experiment at 11 . Every night those buried memories would come back to haunt you at night. 

 they stopped when you started sleeping with Caleb but this didn't really occur those past few nights with  how busy you both were .

You swung your legs over the edge of the bed before getting out of it to grab a jacket and your car key to head towards your salvation,  the bane of your existence. 

...*...*...*...*...*...*...

Caleb's eyes widened in surprise  when he opened the door , expecting to find  anyone else behind this door expect you. 

“Lieutenant what are you-” 

You shut him up with a bruising  kiss , lips pressing fervently against his to forget about your torments 

It was like this everytime you had those nightmares , everytime your past would come  back to haunt you , you'd crawl back to him,  clinging onto his presence like a light while he was nothing but darkness himself. 

Caleb, a bit caught off guard at first  quickly melted into your kiss , his large hand cupping your face to kiss you back with the same ravenous intensity. 

Your hands looped around his neck as you lost yourself in his embrace. Just this once. You told yourself knowing damn well,  you'll come back for more. 

Caleb's lips parted from you to catch his breath his chest heaving up and down from the lack of oxygen but the drunken whimper that left your mouth when he pulled away made his cock jump . The needy look in your eyes making it hard for him to hold back .

“Why would you stop?” You whined , straining your neck to try to kiss him again but he denied you , his lips moving to your ear to whisper hotly.

“So you're no longer in a fool mood” he chuckled before nipping softly at your earlobe, pulling out a small moan from your lips 

“Just shut up and kiss me” you scowled at him making his grin widen 

“always so bossy” he murmured before capturing your lips in a heated kiss , lips moving sensually against yours as your tongue danced together. 

Your hands found his hair to tug at the soft strands , the pain making him hiss out through you kiss. 

Your legs wrapped around his waist when you felt him pick you up to head towards his bedroom,  body growing more heated and impatient as the minutes ticked by.

Once you were there , he laid you down on the bed before climbing on top of you , his body covering yours like a warm blanket. Your hands fumbled with his shirt , waiting to get it off him as soon as possible 

“So eager , Lieutenant” he chuckled with that infuriating smirk that made you wanna smack and kiss him senseless at the same time . 

You discarded his shirt somewhere in the room before your hands traced the smooth planes of his body . They slid between the valley of his pecks where you could feel his thumping heart.  An heart that didn't belong to you and never would  .

“What got you so worked up hm?” He asked , taking your hand that was resting on his chest to nip at your finger. The action pulled a small breathy whimper from you that made his lips turn up into a grin

You didn't answer his question,  instead you slipped your hand inside his shorts to palm at his bulge . You face leaning closer to leave open mouthed kisses on his neck. 

The truth was that you missed him but you would never admit that out loud. There was no point to do so . After all he probably didn't care if you missed him or not. 

Your hand found his cock you stroked skillfully until small groans of your name were leaving his parted lips 

“I think” you nipped softly at the bare skin of his shoulder. “I like it better when you shut up” 

You flashed him a smug grin , clearly loving how you had him writhing because of your touch. 

The glare he shot you made your stomach turn into knots , your cunt throbbing his name in Morse code. 

But before you could even recover , he pinned your wrists above your head with his mechanical arm.  His lips now tracing a scorching path down your neck with his feverish kisses 

“And I think I like it better when you're screaming my name” 

His words had no right to have you moaning out loud , no matter how hot they sounded, whispered against your heated skin 

“See” his eyes flicked up to look at your flushed face and dazed eyes through his thick lashes “such pretty sounds you make for me Lieutenant” the teasing lilt in his voice made you wanna kick him to the curb but the way his hands touched you had your hips bucking up against his instead 

“F-fuck, don't” you threw your head back in a whine , eyes fluttering closed at the way he nipped at your breast through your shirt 

"Don't what?" He breathed out against your clothed skin , tongue rolling defiantly around your nipple

“Don't ‘lieutenant’ me not when you're like this” you shook your head side to side in protest 

You always loved to hear people using your title , knowing how hard you worked to earn it but not with him. Never. 

“But I like to do so” he retorted with that same teasing edge that made your panties even wetter  “lieutenant” 

“Oh shit” you panted when you felt him bunch up the material of your shirt to get free aces to your chest 

“You're so mean” you managed to voice out between gasps and moans “are you going to be like this with her too?”  You asked , looking down to see how his whole body went still at your words 

Caleb knew damn well who you were talking about and the mere mention of her name made his jaw clench. the guilt that haunted him even since he made that deal flaring up higher.

“Don't” he warned , every ounce of teasing in his voice vanishing leaving the Caleb you knew and liked .

“oh did I hit a nerve , Colonel?” You fluttered your lashes innocently at him but the wolfish grin painting your lips was anything but innocent and Caleb knew it 

“trust me you don't want to go there lieutenant” he murmured against your skin lips still peppering light kisses on your stomach 

And despite how lightheaded his kisses made you felt you didn't back down 

“What ? afraid I'll find something you might not like” you persisted in your endless teasing but Caleb could only take so much more. 

“Afraid?” He rasped out before sitting up to look down at you. Thought his tone was still light and teasing  the dangerous gleam in his eyes made you shiver “hardly but I guarantee you will once I am done with you.” 

What- 

You didn't even have the time to ponder his words before you felt him manhandle you with his evol until you were laying flat on your stomach with your ass in the air . 

“You're such a sight to behold , my pretty Lieutenant” he whispered,  his voice thick with need and You felt pathetic for moaning like a needy whore underneath him at his praise. 

He wasn't yours and you weren't his for fuck's sake but your cunt didn't seem to understand it that way. 

“So much prettier when you're not being a smartass” he punctured his words with a sharp bite at the top of your thigh that has your head dropping in the pillow in response. 

“Caleb” the world was nothing short than a sinful plea , one that went straight to his dick. 

He continued to pepper kisses all over your thighs, not bothering to even take off your shorts or panties while you were growing restless . 

You pushed your ass against his face , hoping he would get the memo and finally give you what you needed but the bastard pulled your shorts to the side to lick at the wet patch of your underwear. 

The moan that left you was downward pornographic but you couldn't bring yourself to be ashamed . Not when his tongue was rolling around your clit with such defiant ease 

“Oh fuck Caleb” you moaned , your hands fisting the sheets so hard your knuckles turned white 

“Language Lieutenant” he chided playfully , his lips parting from your translucent underwear in a wet squelch before diving right  back in. 

His mouth sent hot white waves of pleasure crashing over you. It was overwhelming but still not enough 

“Please” you begged,  pushing your hips against his face to feel him closer , deeper. 

“Hmm?” He hummed inside your cunt , the vibrations making you throb harder.  

“Fuck me” you looked over your shoulder to find his eyes , the smoldering heat in them making your knees buck. “Please” 

You knew you sounded pathetic begging for him like that but you didn't care. This was Caleb , you didn't have to hold your facade up in front of him, you could be bratty and pathetic as much as you wanted. 

Maybe that's why you always came back to him because in your fucked up and psychotic mind you considered him as your home. A safe place that didn't exist because at the end of the night , you weren't the one his heart and soul longed for. 

You got wrenched out of your thoughts by the cold bite of the metal against your skin as he pulled you up by wrapping his mechanical arm around your neck . Your back now flush against his chest 

“Your wish is my command Lieutenant” he whispered hotly against your ear before finally finally freeing you from your shirt. 

The contrast between his warm flesh hand and the cold metal one against your skin made another fresh wave of arousal coating your already drenched panties 

“You're so sensitive” his voice was a low teasing whisper in your ear as his fingers circled you pebbled nipples 

“Caleb” you huffed , your patience growing thinner and thinner with how long he was taking to fuck you. You needed him to pound you deep in the mattress not toy with your already frayed nerves 

“Patience” he chuckled , his hands  giving your nipples one last flick before travelling down down until they met the waistband of your shorts 

You lifted your hips to help him take them off but he pinned you back down against his lap earning a confused look from you . 

“I like those on you” he just said before slipping his metal  hand inside your shorts to toy with your already sensitive cunt. 

“It looks better than your old uniform” he added as he continued his abuse on your clit the cold metal making your hips buck against him . And if you were in better state of mind you'd probably smack him for roasting your uniform so blatantly  but you couldn't even form a coherent sentence. 

When Caleb felt like he teased yoy well enough for tonight,  he finally took mercy on you and took off those damn shorts along with your drenched panties . And by take off you mean absolutely ripping them to shred off your form. 

“You're so wet already” he groaned while sandwiching his cock between your puffy lips. The friction making him throw his head back and moan. 

“Whose fault? you looked over your shoulder from where your head was resting against the pillow to glare at him but the sight of his flushed cheeks,  half lidded eyes and messy hair made your stomach flip uncontrollably 

“Guilty as charged, lieutenant” he grinned sheepishly before burying himself into you in one single thrust,  the stretch making you both moan in unison. 

He felt as good as you remembered. 

“F-fuck” he cursed lowly , eyes fluttering closed for a moment to savor the feeling. 

You felt so good , like a sweet temptation he keeps succumbing to. At this point the list of his sins keep growing longer and longer but yet he couldn't bring himself to stop , not when you feel this good wrapped around him 

He started a nice and slow pace that quickly turned into something frenzied as he got lost in his thoughts 

This was the last time he convinced himself. The one he belonged to was back in his life, he couldn't keep this up much longer 

But the drunken look you gave him as he literally wrecked your shit made all of his resolve falter. 

No focus this wasnt the plan . But fuck were you going to be the death of him 

His pace  increased , trying to distract you and himself from those pestering thoughts. 

His lips found the crook of your neck , his tongue licking a strip of your neck as he continued to pound into you his broad form covering you completely as he fucked you prone bone. 

The last time you both promised. 

This madness needed to end . 

He continued his frenzied cadence , your sinful moans sounding like music to his ear. His metal hand snaked down to give your clit 3 mean pinches that has you cumming so hard and fast it made your vision tip white for several seconds.  Your body slumping against the mattress as he continued to rock himself into you , chasing his own high as he supported your weight with one arm wrapped around your waist.

Caleb emptied himself inside you with a delicious broken whimper you almost missed with the way you were still floating on a cloud nine. 

His chest was still flush against your back , his sweat slicked skin feeling warm against yours as his hips went completely still. His breathing was low and ragged and despite having reached your high like 20 seconds ago you were already aching for him 

Since this was the last time better make the most of it no ? 

...*...*...*...*...*...

You and Caleb laid intertwined in the bed as you caught your breath after your intense fuck session.  Your hair was sticking on your face while his was madly dishelved from your grip. His head resting in the crook of your neck 

You didn't know what time it was or how long you both been going at it but you knew you needed to leave now . After all he'd have to go find his pipsqueak even if one stubborn,  irrational part of you wanted him  to stay here with you instead .

This is absurd . You sighed internally as you tried to wriggle out of his grip but he tightened his hold around you 

“Where are you going?” He asked in an hoarse voice , his hair tickling your skin.

“Some us have  work to do, y'know?” You rolled your eyes at him in a way that was supposed to appear annoyed but the small smirk on your lips made it really unconvincing 

“You must ?” He asked,  raising his head from the crook of your neck to look at you with those beautiful purple eyes of his 

“I do” you murmured quietly thought you felt a small twinge in your heart  at his slightly pouty expression 

No focus . He wasn't yours . This didn't mean anything. 

“and beside” you added voice lighter than before “you have your pipsqueak to take care of” 

He let out a groan at your words,  his hand letting go of you as you slid out of his bed to get dressed 

“Don't call her that” he glared at you though it lacked conviction 

“You'd have to make me , Colonel Caleb” you winked at him , your defiant tone making his mind run lap and his cock to stiffen slightly 

You minx 

After getting dressed in one of his shirt and shorts (since he ripped yours) you headed for the door to leave. 

It was like this everytime , you'd came to find him , have the most mind blowing sex of your life then leave.  It was like this , no string attached,  no feelings,  no nothing ,Just fuck buddies/cooperators. 

Caleb watched as you left in silence not trusting himself to say anything as you made your way out and closed the door behind you. 

As soon as you left he plopped himself back on the bed before running a hand through his hair 

Just what the heck did he get himself into ...?

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Part 2 coming soon

@yourlocalcatscammer

[fallenclan]

now originally i was focused solely on the significance of cranepaw seeing a star-shaped cloud, however i'm now interested in the potential significance of jaypaw NOT seeing the cloud, what with her... affinity for the dark forest.

thus far dark forest affinity as a trait hasn't been explored, so it's unclear if this just means jaypaw is interested in the dark forest (i.e. trying to learn more about it) or has some actual sort of connection to it (i.e. being able to visit it).

cranepaw and jaypaw, the special-est sisters... and also pigeonpaw, living his best life <3

other thoughts and headcanons based on this moon:

cranepaw and jaypaw both have ravenstar's "swimming" trait!!

i really like that cranepaw has the playful trait, also. i imagine she's sort of like the opposite of her father, being less focused on ambitions and power and instead having a strong desire to nurture and help her clanmates (leading to her becoming a medicine cat). this isn't to say ravenstar didn't want to strengthen fallenclan, just that his methods were... well. not great! and instead hurt the clan more the helped it.

cranepaw strikes me as being very goofy. i imagine she gets along very well with darkstone. she really admires feathersight but he seems somewhat nervous or "off" around her sometimes. she assumes it has to do with all that he's been through, and she tries to be respectful of that. she's determined to get sylvana to crack a smile.

fawnpaw and jaypaw are "rivals." jaypaw is determined to be the best warrior she can be. she also is definitely aware of who her father is (i'm guessing finchbeak is planning on telling the kits once they're older, but i feel like jaypaw would have figured it out). jaypaw consistently pushes herself as hard as possible and is considered something of a prodigy. alternatively, fawnpaw is abrasive and loves to get into trouble... but still excels in her training, which aggravates jaypaw to no end. fawnpaw probably purposefully misbehaves and/or taunts jaypaw to provoke her.

fawnpaw thinks she and jaypaw are best friends! jaypaw thinks fawnpaw is her nemesis.

pigeonpaw is just existing peacefully. he tries to temper some of fawnpaw's more unruly attitudes and make peace between her and jaypaw, with varying degrees of success.

canarywish is a far more forgiving mentor than ravenstar, and worries about how far jaypaw pushes herself. ryewhistle gets frustrated easily with fawnpaw but also thinks she's hilarious (and is probably a divine punishment for ryewhistle's own apprenticeship misbehavior).

anyway. this is a fun batch of apprentices! i'm curious to see if we get another canarywish situation (character who seems like they'll be incredibly plot relevant but isn't, still remains a special little guy like every fallenclan cat) or if we'll see some Developments regarding the siblings in the future.

-🐉

okay damn i think you might have a direct link into my brain. how do you always get all this shit spot-on its crazy

all of this!! cranepaw is p much the opposite of her dad in terms of personality, jaypaw is pushing herself probably too hard, and pigeonpaw is also in this episode. worth mentioning that he and fawnpaw are best friends as well <3

[cvnt4him]

Hello!! I'm the same girl who requested for IT reader a while back, and I really liked it!<3 I wanted to try out requesting again so I'm here once more😭😭 Anyway, are you fine with family-centered stuff? Could you do heavy angst with Father!Number One!Izuku with his little girl? You can decide whatever for the child, really!(but personally I prefer daughter) So, since Izuku is the number one, Y/N is probably the one mostly taking care of their kid. What if there was this huge accident that killed Y/N because the heroes were too late to detain the villain? Plus points if Izuku was the hero assigned. So ever since the death, Izuku is suddenly the caretaker and tries his absolute best to make his kid happy but fails since the kid absolutely loathes him for being absent and for being too late to save their mother. What do you think Izuku will do?? So, yeah!! It's up to you if this isn't weird</3

Its not weird at all my love, thanm you for the req and I'm so glad to have you requesting from me again, feel free to stop by once more and leave some more, youre always welcome<33 I would also like to apologize to you and everyone else who has made a req and I haven't gotten to it. I won't get into detail but I've been busy, I've closed my reqs so I can get all my old ones out, most of my reqs are like months old anyways so here i am clesning out the closet.

...

“mr midoriya, where would you say your life went wrong?”

“ ....when I left my wife.. ”

Izuku was always infatuated with you, your beauty, your strength, how compassionate and caring you were. He thought you were just neat. You didn't have a quirk yet like him you still made it into UA. You were pretty smart and tried hard at everything you did. He admired you for that, he watched you closely and studied you. Not in a creepy way, but in a "I'm in love with you, notice me" way.

In your second year you'd finally taken a liking towards him, he was quite cute despite his odd haircut. You understood it was due to the trouble he went through in the war, he was strong reliable and terrifyingly selfless. Izuku midoriya was a great guy and you had really liked him, the two of you started going on sweet little dates together, walking in the park sharing an ice cream, going to the movies to see whats new, going to a carnival with some friends and sneaking off alone.

Those were the days izuku wished could've lasted forever, where nothing was wrong, peace was restored and everyone was happy. But as life does. It moves on. The world changes right before tour eyes and before you know it, it's been 8 years. The two of you are still happily together in fact married now, and expecting. Izuku and you had gotten out of college a couple years ago, he became a pro and you were in charge of the Deku Foundation. A silly name for a silly little guy.

Izuku was a family guy, he didn't see his father much growing up so he knew this was what he wanted. He wanted to assure to you, the mother of his unborn child, and to his unborn child that he would be there, always and forever. He held you at night and made you breakfast in the morning, he wasn't always there to eat it with you but he made sure to leave adorable little notes for you to feel special, you kept busy doing work for his company, exercising to try and reduce stretch marks and baby weight in the future, and cooking for fun. It was hard being pregnant but it was worth it. Is what you'd say.

Izuku could never forget the moment you had his baby. Those were the absolute happiest moments in his life, no doubt about it. Watching his baby leave from your birth canal, he seen the way you screamed in agony with the final push. He was so mesmerized by it all, his wife just gave birth to his... beautiful babygirl.

“congratulations, mr and mrs midoriya, it's a girl.”

When the doctors gave you your baby, he watched closely as she stopped crying immediately at the contact of your skin, your soft voice shushing her sounds away, he pleas and cries powering down as she calmer herself. Its like you were a magical being, izuku was so enamoured with it, with you. With his new baby.

Holding her for the first time was his dream, it was even better than he could've possibly imagined. He sighed and tried to hold back tears, yet they fell asleep if a water faucet was left on, he sniffled and hiccupped as he tried to hold her closely, he took off his shirt so she could feel that skin to skin contact that babies are supposed to love. He read a book about parenting, of course the book would've been better for you to read because it was how to prepare for child birth but either way; it worked.

This moment, truly was the happiest one yet; but as life does. It moves on. And before he knew it 6 years had passed, you're beautiful babygirl was in first grade! She was making friends learning a lot and laughing and playing like kids her age should. She loved the outdoors and loved animals, she enjoyed small things like butterflies and rabbits. She was such a vibrant little girl, a splitting image from izuku too, mind the couple of genetics of yours that had shined through. Izuku loved his girls so much, watching the way you two played together, when you did her hair, read to her, his favorite thing of all was to watch you to crochet.

It was so calming, you would hold her close and show her carefully how to apply the yarn, teaching her how to swap colors smoothly and humming gently to her. Izuku watched you both closely, he's a very observant man, with that being said watching his girls was hos favorite thing to do. It's like you two were a show he could never get tired of, a program that was played just for him.

Izuku was a pro now and as much as he loved you both, he had a job to do. One that he couldn't fail, it ate him away that hr couldn't just sit with his girls all day long. Listen to little stories his baby has to share about her day at school. As much as he disliked it, he would even love to listen to his wife rant on and on about a little dream she had the other night, how the washer was in the kitchen instead of the laundry room and looked like an oven instead. Such odd dreams you had.

Izuku hadn't even realized it, but he had been spending more and more time at his agency, accidentally sleeping there and coming home 4 hours before he had to go back up there. It was tiring, he was tired, yet he had a job to do. And he wouldn't fail. You two started seeing less of him, it saddened your daughter deeply yet you tried to remind her constantly that he is a hero, and heroes have jobs to do. She would nod and give you a smile still laced with disappointment, sadness.

What really pissed you off was when he promised your little girl he'd be there for her science fair, yet didn't show. She won and everything, he promised her he'd help with making it. Whoops he couldn't do that because he was working. No matter! He apologized so you both just slid it off. However this was the last straw for you. Driving home you were furious, seeing your little girl in the mirror with a frown as she fiddled with her ribbon.

You stayed up late that night. Assuring that you'd catch him, and once you did you two argued. Which is something you'd never done, of course you two would bicker and disagree on things, but this was unlike those times. You were both yelling and had possibly woken up your daughter, but neither of you could care. Too blinded by your own fury, you had banished him and he left without a word. Without a second thought, without looking back.

“ I wish I looked back.... I wish I would've apologized, I wish I could've been there when she needed me; when they needed me... ”

That was the last time he'd seen you alive.

It was a normal day for the most part, besides the fact that you two had argued two nights before and hasn't spoken since. Izuku hadn't seen his daughter nor spoken to her either, it was eating away at him but he didn't have time to focus on that right now.. he was getting a signal from one of his sidekicks out on patrol.

“ deku! We need you! There's been an accident! There's a huge fire breathing villain who's trapped a woman and her daughter!”

A woman and her daughter.... That had to be a coincidence. It was, it had to be. Tons of people have daughters and just so happen to be women as well. Hell, he bets it's not even her daughter!!

“its- it's your wife...”

A loud scream was heard on the sidekicks line, izuku was terrified, he moved without even thinning jumping out of the nearest window zooming through the air trying to reach you. So many things going through his mind, why were you out? What were you doing? You never go out, why now! Why was his daughter there?

He was trying his damnedest to reach you, he couldn't help but feel like time was slowing down. Like he wasn't fast enough, meanwhile in actuality he was moving faster than the speed of sound. So why wasn't he there yet? He groaned in annoyance at this, he couldn't shake the terrible shrieking sound that came from the other line.. it terrified him.

“ come in! Is everything alright?! What's the situation?! ”

“i...”

“ what?! what is it, spit it out?! ”

“ I'm sorry... ”

Sorry? Sorry for what? Why the hell was he saying sorry? The only question izuku could find himself wondering. Upon arriving he sees people running, fire burning everywhere and debris filling the air, he coughed through the smoke putting on his mask and zooming through the thick fog. He found his sidekick, no wonder his voice was so hoarse and dry, he had collapsed and passed out. Izuku took him to the nearby ambulance that was present before going back through the smoke to find you.

Other heroes were arriving on scene and searching for other civilians, trying to get them out while others tried taking down the villain, he was huge and was not going down without a fight. Izuku couldn't even try to worry about the villain, you and his daughter were his main focus.

“ daddy! Please help us! ”

The sound of his daughter wailing with a cracky voice, it shattered his heart he followed the sound of crying until he found the two of you, your daughter by your side holding your arm tears falling down her reddened cheeks, she was dirty and covered and muck. She also just so happened to be covered in...blood.

“ princess... what.. what happened.. ”

His daughter ran into his arms bursting into even more tears hiccuping and sobbing. Her cries were loud and full of sadness anyone within a mile radius could tell and even hear, izuku picked you up in his arms not even taking the time to assure you were okay, not checking a pulse or to see if you were breathing. He just swooped you up in his arms bridal style and had his daughter on his back, telling her to cover her mouth. He zoomed through the smoke and handed you both over to the ambulance, they were quick to ail you both.

Izuku was soon to go help the other heroes in scene but first he looked back to you, to see them giving you air and performing CPR, his eyes widened and just as he was about to go back over to you, he tried to rush to your side before being caught by none other than..

“ deku, c'mon we need you. ”

“ kach- erm- dynamite. I can't, I have to— ”

“ come. on. ”

The fiery blonde yanked the large green haired male by his suit and dragged him back into action, he thought this was for the best. Leaving your side this last time to finish slaying this beast.

The fight was over and everyone who had been injured was taken to the nearest hospitals, the villain who had caused all of this trouble was taken into custody and was going to be behind bars for a long time. During the fight people could tell izuku was letting out pent up steam on the villain, he could've killed him. He was sure of it, everyone was. He had be pulled off in order for him to stop. You were hurt and his daughter could've gotten hurt. Izuku felt the villain deserved far much worse than to be behind bars. But at least he was rotting.

Izuku went to see you in the hospital, waiting for hours on end, pacing back and forth a million things on his mind. His daughter had been released a while ago, she was fine apart from the smoke inhalation. He couldn't believe she didn't have a single scratch on her, but he was glad and very much thankful. She sat in the nearest seat taking it easy, watching izuku pace around before finally, some news..

“ mr midoriya— ”

“ what- what's going on is my wife okay?! what's the problem, can I go and see her?? ”

“ I uhm... ahem. I'm afraid I have some bad news.. Mr midoriya. ”

Izukus expression fell, his eyes widened yet his face was completely blank. His heart dropped and completely shattered at the words the doctor said to him. His daughter immediately broke down. Tears were brimming in his eyes, he was borderline shaking in his red boots. He felt bile rising in his throat, the burning sensation making tears fall. They fell and never stopped. He held his daughter close that night. Never letting her go. He was afraid if he did... She might leave him.

....

“ I see. and how does that make you feel?”

“ ... are you seriously asking me how my dead wife makes me fucking feel. ”

“ yes. It's been 9 years, you've retired from hero work and have been seeing me for quite some time yet we never seem to talk about her. ”

Fuck... 9 years had completely flown by him. He hadn't even realized.. you'd been gone for 9 years....

“ I... I.. ”

“ your daughter will be a freshman at UA this year, correct? How does that make you feel? Have you checked in with your daughter? Have you asked how she's been? How has she coped with her mother's death? ”

Izuku was speechless. 9 years had passed, he can't seem to remember much and his daughter.. the last piece of you he has, is starting school at the very high school you two met at. Where did the time go...

AN: I'm not good at angst if you can't tell, this is a shite ending and uhm I've been feeling like shit so I hope this makes you feel shitty, but in like a good way yk? I want you to feel so hurt and sad that it makes you think 'wow.. this is some good shit right here.'

[ponderingmoonlight]

I already submitted a request, so I don't know if I can do it again. If not, then sorry, and ignore my message.

You wrote that we can request something of our own. How about any of these options?

1.Gojo loves his wife very much. And when the Elders send her 24/7 without rest on dangerous missions. Gojo becomes very angry with the elders.

2.Gojo again boasts to the reader that he is the strongest. But she answers him that he does not have to be the strongest with her, he can just be Satoru.

I just had to write that first idea down, thank you so much <3 Hope you enjoy!

A word of power

Pairing: husband!Gojo x reader

Word Count: 1,8k

Synopsis: When his wife is sent to missions over and over until it visibly gets to her, Gojo decides to do something against it.

Warnings: lanugage, mentions of injury, not proofread

„Hey darling.“

Your heavy footsteps echo through the dark hallways of your apartment, eyelids hanging heavy in your face. That was a rough mission. The how many? You lost count at 20. It seems like all you do is exorcise, eat, sleep a few hours and repeat everything. You loved being a jujutsu sorcerer by heart, it is a great honor for you to be able to help people this way. But nights like this, when you don’t get to enjoy the warmth of your own home until well after midnight, it really gets to you.

“There you are honey, what took you so long?”

But no matter how rough the mission was, no matter how late you come back, this one person is always there to greet you with a cup of hot tea and a shoulder to cry on. After all, your husband knows well enough how it feels to carry the burden of being a strong jujutsu sorcerer. With the slight difference that he is in fact the strongest.

“Oh, y’know…Things got a little heated, had some new students by my side to watch. One of them got injured so I stayed with him and Shoko until he was well enough to survive the night. Tomorrow I’ll have to leave pretty early in the morning”, you explain briefly, barely able to formulate a straight sentence.

Satoru’s eyes scan over your bruised and feeble looking body. How many missions in a row do you have to endure until these old farts decide to give you a break? You are an outstanding jujutsu sorcerer, probably better than anyone else at Jujutsu High apart from himself. And you have a heart of gold – too good for these people. They use you and you don’t seem to mind as long as you help the weaker and your students out. Normally Gojo admires you for composure, endurance and strength. But haven’t you given enough? Even the strongest need rest from time to time.

“I don’t like the way they are treating you. You are pushed from mission to mission, (y/n). This can’t go on like this, I haven’t really seen you for days. You’re only home to sleep and eat something from time to time.”

You let yourself fall in his lap, instantly greeted by his strong arms. Oh, it feels so good to be back where you belong – in the embrace of your beloved husband.

“You know it yourself: the worst part about being strong is that no one ever asks if you’re okay”, you sign.

He presses a gentle kiss on your forehead, but his body tenses under you. Satoru already told you multiple times that it can’t go on like this. And even though you secretly agree with him, you see no other way. The people need you, as well as your students. Maybe it just isn’t part of the job to have many breaks.

“But I do. And I care about my wife’s wellbeing more than about Jujutsu High itself. I will talk to them. I can’t watch anymore.”

“Satoru.”

Your tired eyes lock with his. You had this talk over and over. Even though you really appreciate his concern, you don’t want him to use the power he has for you.

“You know what I think about that, please don’t.”

“But baby, I really miss you! You lost a fair amount of weight, you sleep maybe 8 hours a week and are constantly worn out. It can’t go on like this. I know that this isn’t a job but your passion and that you refuse to let anyone down, but at the moment, you neglect yourself the most. You need to be your own priority. And if you don’t want to stand up for yourself, be sure that I will. Because I love you with all my heart and I promised to be there for you.”

You really don’t deserve him. Satoru looks after you like no other, his six eyes always set upon you. How can a woman be so lucky and call him her wife? To be honest, you still have no clue why he chose you. Was is because you are strong? Or because you’re smart? Maybe it was for your looks, but there are tons of beautiful women on this earth. You hug him a little tighter.

“I love you, Satoru”, you breathe out, small smile hanging on your lips while your mind slowly drifts away.

Sleep. Sleep sounds good at the moment. Maybe you can rest your eyes for a few seconds…

“(y/n), are you still with me?”

No reaction. The air is only filled by your soft and monotone breathing. He smiles at you tenderly, hands wrapped around your knees and back in order to carry you into the bedroom where you belong. He knows you hate it when he stands up for you, stating that he shouldn’t use the power he holds as the strongest to send you into vacation. Although being married to him, you want to stay independent in your job. Oh, what a great catch you are. But this can’t go on like this.

He lays your passed out body gently on the bed and tucks you in, thumb gently caressing your cheek. How is it possible that even after 2 years of marriage, he still admires your beauty like on the first day he met you at Jujutsu High? No matter how tired and worn out you are, no matter that your body is marked by your work. You must be the most beautiful woman in this world – externally and internally.

Satoru’s hands ball into fists. And that is exactly why he has to do something against this madness. You might be tender, sacrificing selfless, but he is certainly not when it comes to you. They won’t get away with this.

_____________________________________________________________

“Don’t do anything stupid, darling”, you warn him, eyes still glistering from lack of sleep.

You know that look on his face all too well. It doesn’t sit right with him that you leave, especially this early. But you have no other choice. These people need you, as well as your students. When you became a jujutsu sorcerer, you knew it would be hard work and that you have to put your own needs on the back burner. Oh, how much you’d love to spend a day with your husband at Jujutsu High, finally teaching the young how to use their abilities again.

But this is your destiny now. And if you can make your contribution with that, you will simply endure it.

“Don’t know when I’ll come home. I text you when it’s over. Love you”, you place a small kiss on his cheek and take in his scent one last time before you leave again.

Satoru puts on his uniform and makes his way to Jujutsu High. Fuck your determination and prohibitions. He doesn’t care about those anyway. The only thing that’s important to him at the moment is your well-being.

“You’ve got some nerve”, he starts, bursting into the room where Yoshinobu Gakuganji, Masamichi Yaga and some other old farts are gathered on the floor, gazing at him with nothing but annoyance in their eyes.

“You can’t just barge in here like that”, Gakuganji comments.

“I really don’t give a fuck. How is it that my wife has been sent on missions without a break for months? Find someone else to do your dirty work”, Satoru hisses, face visibly irritated even though he’s wearing his blindfold.

“She never complained though. You know yourself that jujutsu sorcerers don’t grow like grass in a meadow. She’s efficient, sturdy and straightforward. She’s old enough to take care of her own, Satoru”, Yaga replies dryly.

Is this for real? Again, Satoru’s hands ball into fists, whole body on fire. Are they actually listening to themselves?

“Yeah, she never complained because she literally never does, boneheads. That was her last mission for time being, otherwise I’ll torch the whole place here. Never forget that it’s my wife we’re talking about.”

“You would never do that”, Utahime remarks.

“Don’t. Test. Me.”

“This is my last warning. Put her back as a teacher, which is actually her main job in this rat hole. If something like that happens again, I’ll make your life living hell. Mark my words.”

And with that, Gojo storms out of the room, leaving everyone in awe. They have never seen him this serious and angry. Maybe you really do need a break.

“I have to say…(y/n) worked her ass off over the last few weeks, more than any other jujutsu sorcerer…”, Gakuganji throws into the room.

“You can’t imagine what happened!”, you yell through the whole apartment, a smile creeping up Satoru’s face.

“I bet you’ll tell my in just a second”, he replies.

“I’ve got some time off, no mission in sight! And I will get to finally teach again. God, I really miss the students”, you groan, letting yourself fall into Satoru’s arms.

“What a lucky coincidence. They must have finally realized that you are working yourself up.”

“Don’t fool me, I know exactly that you have something to do with this. Even though I told you not to.”

“(y/n), I would never do that! As a good husband, I would never in a million years even think about doing something you told me not to do!”, he dramatically announces.

“You threatened them, didn’t you?”

“Well, y’know. I told them a few things”, he admits with a sly smile

You want to be mad at him for disregarding you, but you simply can’t. Deep within, you are way too relieved over a good amount of sleep that you can even think about lashing out on him for helping you.

“Please tell me you weren’t mean.”

You wrap your arms around his large frame and kiss him passionately. God, how much you missed this. Finally you are able to enjoy time with your husband again, to wake up next to him in the morning and snuggle up to him, no following mission lingering through your mind. Only now you realize how tired and worn out you actually are. If it wasn’t for Satoru you’d probably break down rather sooner than later. Maybe you really need to stand up for yourself more…

“Oh, I was. But I don’t want to think about these old farts right now. Let’s go to bed instead.”

“Nothing better than that”, you mumble against his chest while sleep consumes you all over again.

[edges-of-night]

I just found your post and im in loove with your writing so o wanted to know if i could ask this.

What would the characters react if a Modern!reader has a scar or something from her childhood ( of theyre wild child like me) and would they though someone hurted her?

Kudos from Brasiil

Thank you, I’m glad you like the blog! Enjoy your post!

This one doesn’t have that huge bunch of gifs I’ve been using before – let me know what you like better, if you have a preference.

･ﾟ✧ Aragorn.

Aragorn would treat your scars with great respect and never ask any questions about them, knowing they could potentially hurt you. It is no great deal for him though; he doesn’t think less of you for having scars!

･ﾟ✧ Arwen.

Arwen would have a silent fascination for your scars, as Elvish healing powers make it impossible for Elves to develop scars. She’d let her fingers ghost over them if you let her but never speak of them, unless you want to.

･ﾟ✧ Boromir.

Boromir bonds over your shared scars. He’d tell you battle stories for every one of his. In turn, you could tell him yours. He’d find it charming to hear you’d been a wild child like he!

･ﾟ✧ Elrond.

Elrond does not talk about your scars or even look at them, until you would initiate a conversation about them. He just accepts you have them, possibly thinking of the wounds they once were and how he would’ve treated them.

･ﾟ✧ Éomer.

Éomer would worship your scars, no matter how you got them – through work, fun, or battle. I like to imagine scars carry a deep meaning in Rohirrim culture. Éomer would go on and on about how Human they make you, as opposed to an Elf with healing powers. He would be sensitive if someone had hurt you, causing the scar.

･ﾟ✧ Éowyn.

Just like her brother, Éowyn would show great respect and admiration for your scars. But unlike him, she wouldn’t push the topic, knowing that you could have potentially emotional memories to them. If someone had caused you a scar by hurting you, she’d curse that person.

･ﾟ✧ Faramir.

Faramir is the kind of person to place deliberate kisses on your scars. He knows how insecure they can make one feel about their body, and he will have none of it with you – you’re gorgeous just the way you are ♡

･ﾟ✧ Frodo.

Frodo has a very casual attitude toward scars. He accepts that you have them and doesn’t pull the attention onto them. He would probably ask you about them, after a long night you’ve had at the Green Dragon, but he’d always stay respectful and considerate – he’s a gentleman after all!

･ﾟ✧ Galadriel.

I imagine Galadriel having an almost morbid curiosity about scars and their place in the Human system of healing and mortality. She’d ask if she can take a closer look at them, talking about them, and even has clothing or headwear made for you that shows them off.

･ﾟ✧ Gandalf.

Gandalf would casually ask you where you got your scars from, as an attempt to normalise conversation about them. If you signal him that you would rather not talk about it, he’d let it be, but otherwise, you could have a deep conversation about them with him. Should you wish to have it removed, he would cook up a spell that could do that.

･ﾟ✧ Gimli.

Dwarves think highly of scars, as they symbolise both brashness and hard work. Gimli is no different. Should you ever feel insecure about your scars, he’d happily show you his and assure you that there is nothing shameful about them, with a big grin!

･ﾟ✧ Haldir.

Haldir avoids even glancing at your scars. He is both polite enough to not stare and troubled about the implications – Humans cannot heal the way Elves do. He could lose you to a wound that wouldn’t even be an issue to an Elf, and he cannot stand that thought. He also wracks his brains about someone having hurt you, as opposed to simply asking about it.

･ﾟ✧ Legolas.

Legolas would take the issue of your scars very lightly. That also means he could potentially bring up hurtful memories, since the concept is so new to him. However, if you told him that, he’d immediately apologise and distance himself from the subject.

･ﾟ✧ Merry.

Merry thinks your scars are super cool! He’d be the first in line to say things like, “They make you look adventurous!” Depending on how sensitive you are about them, he’d tone it down, of course. Still, he’d rather have you with them than without.

･ﾟ✧ Pippin.

Pippin probably has a bunch of scars himself, being both clumsy and a troublemaker. He’d ask you about your scars in a way that turns into a ‘ping pong’ game, with you taking turns with the stories you want to share with the other.

･ﾟ✧ Sam.

Sam has a big scar himself that he is rather insecure about. Bonding with you helps him accept that part of his body – though he would still blush how he got it, having defended Rosie Cotton from some ruffian at the Green Dragon.

[astrow0rldx]

jhene aiko birth chart notes ⭐️

- pisces stellium in 3/6 of her main placements. sun moon and mercury. while neptune falls in her first house. we can definitely see that energy in jhene aiko character, look, music, voice, personality, etc. so ethereal, dreamy, spiritual, idealistic. neptune/pisces rules substances, sleep, astral projection, escapism, etc. she quite literally makes music on sleep, sound bath frequencies, lsd, sativa (marijuana), soul etc. people with neptune in the first tend to draw people in with their ethereal trippy aura. adrina lima, marilyn monroe, kylie jenner, ariana grande, kim kardashian, etc.

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- her saturn and uranus is also in the first house. first house plays a part to your physical appearance and saturn in 1st could be why her bone structure is emphasized and she’s slim. uranus in her first house makes her a rebel, free, independent, revolutionary, a freak. pushed in her 1st house she probably is seen as someone with great ideas and fans. added to her sagittarius rising/1st house, emphasis on free and adventurous. independent and experiencing. humanitarian, ideas, and REVOLUTION. different from the norm, unconventional, rebel and inventive.

- just admiring her big 3. pisces sun, pisces moon, sagittarius rising. sagittarius is higher education. she like a pope, a pastor or something. not literally but she has a very spiritual smart big 3 while sagittarius in her 1st house, outlook on life makes her an adventurous experiencer, life of the party.

- her mercury and moon is in the 3rd house. her third house is something that we get to perceive in her word, language, music, poetry etc. she can express her feelings through music, and she can express her way of thinking and communicating through communicating aka music. mercury in 3rd house makes her a great writer and communicater, while also being in the planet of her comfort. Mercury in 3rd house is also her 10th house ruler so to her career, status and reputation she’s a lyrical person. actually her life purpose (north node) is in the 3rd house of communication.

- in her 5th house where we can see her inner child, pleasurable, playful creative side where she shines. she has venus there 💞 and jupiter 🏇. so jupiter is her luck and blessings. so it’s in her creativity, playful, funny party even sexual and pleasurable side. venus is her love life, romance, love language, attraction, aesthetics, beauty, fashion, style. which also falls into that house. so her hobbies can include being blessed and pretty, in love lol. of course more complex than that. but you know. her venus is also in taurus and i love people with this placement. you can tell in her naturalistic aesthetic. outside in nature, jewelry, materialistic but earthy stuff. they usually smell so good and look so put together and natural.

- Pluto in 11th house. Mars in the 2nd house in Capricorn. Heavy Famous Money Making Potiential. Pluto is where her power is, 11th house is all about your fans, your groups, communities, humanitarianism as a whole. revolutions, ideas and inventions. Mars is where her drive is, her motivation and ambition. her passion. it’s in her self worth, her values, her material possessions, her income, her money. in Capricorn it behaves seriously and disciplined.

Asteroids

- Euterpe (27) is an Asteroid of Music, Poetry, Song, etc. it’s also in her 11th house of groups social media fans and communities. it trines her moon & sextiles her mars so in good relationship with her comfort and peace. also her passion and motivation.

- Tone (1266) is her tone of voice. in her 6th house, it plays into her job. where 2nd house is her income, 10th house is her career. 6th house is your slave house the hard work the routines.

- Chiron is in her 7th house. one placement (not the only i know i haven’t mentioned others) that we share. but Chiron is where your wounded at that you can become an expert in to heal others. In her 7th house of relationships.

[lloydfrontera]

One of the most annoying missed opportunitis in TGED in my opinion is the complete lack of a relationship between Javier and Marbella. Like yes Arcos was the one who saved him, but he has way more in common with Marbella. They were both commoners, they were both saved at a young age from absolutely abhorrent fates by Arcos, and most importantly, neither of them have no connection with their parents or any outside support system. (Javier's parents are dead, but we don't know what happened to Marbella's family/friends after the mercenaries sacked their village).

I just think it's really out of character for Marbella to see this kid her beloved husband brings home one day, whom she can see has witnessed the same horrors and born the same heartache as she at a far younger age, and not do everything in her power to help him? To track down recipes from his home region, to soothe him when he had nightmares, encourage him to make friends with Julian, and just overall hold his hand through everything as he adjusts to a world that is so alien compared to everything he's ever known.

And just imagine the angst. For the first time since her marriage, if not her rescue, Marbella has someone in her life that shares so much of her childhood experiences and background. (At least who isn't being paid to hang out with/serve her). But she never feels like she can keep him. At first they were merely waiting for next of kin to come claim him. But by the time they realized no one was coming, it was clear to them that Javier was going to be the greatest swordsman the world had ever known. He would have to leave one day, if not for his own glory then for the sake of the helpless across the continent. He was never meant to be her child. (Or so she thought).

Plus Javier's entire character arc revolves around him slowly realizing that love and duty are not mutually exclusive. This could have been reenforced by his relationships with Arcos and Marbella. He's devoted to Arcos because he admires and respects him as his savior and lord, but also as a genuinely good person who helped him grow into the man he became. But he loves and respects Marbella because she was the one who made him feel safe and not alone when he was at his most vulnerable. (Not to say that Arcos didn't try, he just never lived through what they did so it was harder for him to connect to him.)

Maybe the reason he has a seemingly closer relationship with Arcos is because he thinks it's a simpler relationship. Just a lord and knight, nothing else. (I think it would be really funny if Javier was only aware of his filial pining towards only half of the Frontera couple.)

I think I lost my train of thought halfway through this post but tldr; Javier should have been a secret mommas boy.

personally i think javier is just lacking in relationships in general. like. this man barely talks to anyone who isn't lloyd. the only two other people i think he's close to is arcos and julian which does make his lack of relationship with marbella more conspicuos!

i've talked before about just how out of character it feels for the fronteras to not really have a more personal relationship with javier considering the literally everything about them, but you make a great point that javier is pretty close to arcos while he barely has any interaction to marbella. which personally i think it's because bk moon is allergic to writing women sometimes and arcos is just more integral to the plot than marbella unfortunately :/

but if we're talking in-universe explanations it could totally be what you said! javier probably just found it easier to connect with arcos, because he already had that lord&knight connection with him.

he was in a very tenuous situation when it came to his place with the fronteras, because there was really nothing tying them together when he was a child beyond their goodwill. becoming a knight to the frontera family is cementing his place with them in a way no one could really deny. it made it real even if it's not really what he (or them) wanted it to be.

(i've also talked about this before. i've talked a lot about tged OTL)

but this also comes with the drawback that now they're stuck in their roles in a way they weren't when javier was just the child they'd raised. now he is a knight, they are his masters and there's a degree of separation between them that wasn't there before.

and with arcos javier at least has the excuse of being his knight to justify his closeness. but with marbella?? he doesn't have a 'reason' to be close to her. so he isn't.

but i really do adore the idea of them having their own relationship with each other <333. i'm holding your entire ask close to my heart and never letting go <3333

[calabria-mediterranea]

The feast of Santa Lucia, in Italy, is a journey through popular traditions, from Sicily to Calabria

Santa Lucia (Saint Lucy) is celebrated in Italy on 13 December.

Santa Lucia was, according to the hagiographies which are our only sources, a young girl from Syracuse in Sicily. Born in 283, she died during the persecutions of the Christians under Emperor Diocletian in 304, on December 13th.

The Life of Saint Lucy

As a young woman Lucy was promised in marriage to a pagan. Christians, like Lucy, were at this time still very much a minority in Syracuse.

However, on a pilgrimage to visit the tomb of St Agatha, Lucy had a vision of the saint which was to change the direction of her life. Agatha spoke to Lucy telling her she would cure her mother’s illness (internal bleeding), which she did. After this experience Lucy knew she must dedicate her life to Christ. She made a vow to remain a virgin to better serve her purpose.

On her return to Syracuse, Lucy told her mother of her decision to dedicate her life to Christ, as well as to give all her worldly possessions to the needy. Her mother was at first, (perhaps naturally) sceptical. But eventually it seems she was won over by Lucy’s faith and determination. Over the following years Lucy’s fame in dedicating her life to the poor spread throughout Syracuse and further afield. The young man who wished to marry her, seeing Lucy give all her money and possessions to the poor, and having been refused, decided to denounce her to the town prefect as a Christian. For some time the Roman Empire had felt threatened by this growing Christian “cult” and wanted a display of Rome’s continuing might and power. Lucy was a well-known figure in the community. If she could be forced to renounce her faith other Catholics might follow her. This was the thinking of those who brought her to trial.

So, Lucy was brought to court, where she was accused of being dissolute and possibly of unsound mind too (this was still largely a pagan society where a person’s wealth and possessions were how they gained status in life). It was to be a public trial, so that the humiliation of Lucy could discredit her religion and serve as a warning to other Christians.

At one point the judge Paschasius mocked Lucy for her virginity and said that she would be taken to a brothel, and here she would “lose her chastity” and then “the Holy Ghost shall depart from thee”. Lucy replied that her strength in God meant that 10,000 men would not be able to move her. When the judge put Lucy’s boast to the test this was found to be true – the men could not move her. The judge subsequently ordered for Lucy to be burned and a great fire was built. Lucy again stayed calm and asked for protection from the Lord, calling herself “a temple of God”. The fire was lit, but the flames did not touch her. Lucy told that crowd that persecution of Christians would not last much longer. Hearing her speak so eloquently the prefect was at his wit’s end and called out for anyone that could kill Lucy. Finally someone (probably a soldier) drew a sword and cut Lucy’s throat, which finally killed her.

Her first resting place was in the catacombs under Syracuse which now bears her name. This became the initial centre of her cult, which quickly flourished.

Patron of light and eye sight

Absent in the early narratives and traditions, at least until the fifteenth century, is the story of Lucia tortured by eye-gouging. According to later accounts, before she died, she foretold the punishment of Paschasius and the speedy end of the persecution, adding that Diocletian would reign no more and Maximian would meet his end. This so angered Paschasius that he ordered the guards to remove her eyes. Another version has Lucy taking her own eyes out in order to discourage a persistent suitor who admired them. When her body was prepared for burial in the family mausoleum it was discovered that her eyes had been miraculously restored. This is one of the reasons that Lucy is the patron saint of those with eye illnesses.

The idea probably came from her name Lucy, which derives from lux which is the Latin for light.

She became the patron saint of light and of eye sight. In artistic representations her attributes are two eyes on a plate in her hand.

Her feast day is the day of her martyrdom, December 13th, which in the Julian calendar is the winter solstice, and hence the shortest day of the year. It is therefore a celebration of the return of light.

The procession and rites in honour of Santa Lucia in Sicily and Calabria

Santa Lucia was born in Syracuse, a city in Sicily where the veneration of the martyr and patron saint is at the centre of fervent popular devotion. The celebrations reach their peak on 13 December, the date of her martyrdom, which occurred in 304 A.D. following Diocletian's Christian persecutions.

On this day, a solemn procession accompanies the Statue and Relics of the Saint from the Cathedral to the Church of Lucia al Sepolcro (Lucia at the Sepulchre), a route that is completed in reverse on 20 December. The Statue is a precious silver Simulacrum, dating back to 1599: the Saint wears a palm and a lily, symbol of purity, on her left hand, on her chest the reliquary with the Relics, on her throat a gem-studded dagger and in her right hand a plate with eyes.

The Statue is carried on people's shoulders along the streets of the historic centre, ancient Ortigia, and many devotees walk barefoot, amid flowers and burning candles.

December 13th marks a particularly heartfelt moment in Calabria, where devotion to the "Saint of Light" is intertwined with centuries-old traditions that combine Christian faith, folklore and ancient rites.

In Lamezia Terme (Calabria), the church of Santa Lucia stands in the upper and old part of Nicastro and for this reason the entire neighborhood takes the name of the saint.

Rectangular in shape, the church is modest in size with a very simple facade. The interior has a single nave and inside there are: a wooden statue of Saint Lucia, perhaps from 1700, which surmounts the marble high altar, the work of the sculptor Pergola (1970); a conciliar altar with bas-reliefs on wood and a sculpted ambo (1980), and in two special niches the statues of the Madonna and the Redeemer.

On the night of December 13th, Calabria comes alive with spectacular bonfires, a symbol of light and purification, which illuminate the squares and alleys of numerous towns.

The "Fireworks of Saint Lucia", in Crotone, are one of the most fascinating and evocative traditions of this day. Their origin dates back to ancient times, when they were lit to chase away the darkness of winter, recalling at the same time the image of the Saint and the solstitial rites.

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[gingersmidge]

We don’t have a lot of information on the beast cookies before they corrupted, but I still feel the need to ask..

Did they ever grow up? Did they get to grow up and live a little before getting their power (like the ancient heroes), or were they just sort of made ready to help and guide the cookies by the witches?

Spoilers ahead. TLDR at the end.

The answer is probably the second option, but I still ask because I feel like that could be part of why they corrupted so easily (for the most part).

Think about it, Burning Spice Cookie got so bored of watching the cycle of civilizations over and over that he decided to destroy them himself. (I’ve seen some great theories about it being deeper than that, but I’m going off of what we’ve been told in-game).

Shadow Milk Cookie learned what lying was. That’s the only info we have so far, but it probably isn’t more complicated than that.

Mystic Flour Cookie broke under the pressure of cookies constantly wanting their wishes granted and then getting mad at her when she didn’t/couldn’t.

2/3 of the beast cookies we have had a simple evil backstory, so what? Well, remember the question I started off this post with? Imagine this, you are just born into the world, and suddenly you’re expected to guide civilization to be the greatest it can be. You’re given an immense amount of power, people adore you and admire your every word. But alongside that, you have an immense responsibility to not screw it all up. Everybody has their eyes on you and what you do constantly, you have the weight of an entire society on your shoulders. To top it all off, that’s all you’ve ever known about life. You never got to live for yourself and make you your own person and make meaningful memories and relationships. Your friends who were made for the same reasons as you will probably be the only friends you’ll get because they’re the only ones who’ll truly understand you and see you as an actual person. That alone is enough for a villain backstory.

And then there is the ancient heroes, who got to live as regular cookies before getting the soul jam. They got to experience life for what it really is and really should be. They learned first-hand why life was precious and what they were fighting for. They made and ruled kingdoms, which is stressful, but they got the choice to do that. The beasts never did.

I think that the beasts only ever knowing responsibility and pressure along with never being treated as people certainly helped in them being corrupted so easily. I think that it took Mystic Flour Cookie being pushed to the edge to corrupt was because her power is volition and willpower. Remember, resolution was half of that power.

While this doesn’t excuse their actions, it certainly helps to explain them.

TLDR; I believe that the beasts backstories have been simple so far is because them being made for the sole purpose of guiding society and without ever getting to live for themselves contributed to them becoming evil.

[khunyuki]

"I've lived my life with blade and you always in my mind"

ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ: 𝙰. 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖

Synopsis: Kagami was given an option she didn't want and she felt like going crazy. After all, the pressure and expectations that keeps crushing her already messed up her mind and health. So she decided that she's going to be selfish for once.

Pairing/s: Soshiro Hoshina x Fiancee!OC

Notes: This part is just the introduction with the OC's background and way of thinking so there aren't any moments between them yet. Still, this is quite heavy and all over the place just like her mind.

Warning/s: Depression, bullying, somehow eating disorder, anxiety, abuse, mentions of cheating

Genre: Angst

Masterlist: TOC, Next

The Hoshina clan of swordsmen has always been active in kaiju-killing since its origins, with its current members serving in the Defense Force or being close to it. The Hoshinas have been cultivating their personal blade style, this still being used by the family members on the battlefield against kaiju.

The Uzui clan of ninjas has always been active in assisting the Hoshina clan from the shadows, with a only few of its members serving the Defence Force and the rest being assigned as bodyguards for important people. The Uzuis had been cultivating their personal blade style, however, only select individuals can manage to fully exhibit its potential, thus encouraging its family members to focus on their technical skills in weaponry.

With the decline of the Uzui clan's prowess, the clan head has decided to engage his only daughter to the youngest son of the Hoshina clan. This is not only to honor the long-time friendship between both clans but also to keep their reputation.

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"The members of the Third Division that managed to subjugate the kaiju are all being met with roaring applause from the civilians! Um... I repeat, the kaiju that appeared today has been subjugated. Everyone within the danger zone, please continue to watch out for auxiliary kaiju. I repeat..."

The sound from the television delivering the news about today's kaiju subjugation could instantly be heard as soon as one walks in the cafeteria.

Uzui Kagami stops moving and watches the news. The segment was already ending but she could still catch a glimpse of the members of the Third Division before it completely disappeared.

"As expected of Captain Ashiro, she could kill a level 6 kaiju by herself with such ease."

"You idiot, of course she could! She probably could even solo a level 9 kaiju with how strong she is."

Ashiro Mina, the Captain of the Third Division which has a rivalry with Kagami's division, the First Division. Despite being known as the strongest division of the Defense Force, famous even overseas for its exceptional power, majority of them still admire her, just like the rest of Japan. Cause who wouldn't admire such a brave and charismatic woman who doesn't hesitate in saving people and eliminating kaijus.

Kagami, herself, admires Ashiro Mina and consider her as a great role model. Though she feels even more inadequate when compared, there wasn't even a use to comparing in the first place. Captain Ashiro would definitely come to the top.

"Compared to Captain Ashiro who's naturally strong, I wonder how that person become a Platoon Leader with how weak she is." Just as she thought of that, Officer#1 did it.

"Shhh dont talk so loud or she might hear you. Though it's true that she's weak." Officer#2 supported his claims, chuckling a bit. Were they talking about her?

"With how many strong officers here, choosing her amongst us all is a like making the wrong decision ever." Officer#3 further exaggerated. Yes, they were.

Well, they weren't wrong. Each officer belonging to the First Division is estimated to have a released force of 40% or higher thus making them stronger than Platoon Leader class. Furthermore, each Platoon Leader within the First Division has the potential to become a captain. For a Platoon Leader, Kagami's released force is at 43% making her a part of the bottom tier of the rankings. It truly is a wonder how she got in this position, she doesn't know it herself.

"The three of you! Extra training starting this afternoon until tonight for disrespecting your superior!"

While she was pondering over her thoughts, neglecting to touch her food, she was brought back to reality by her fellow Platoon Leader, Shinonome Rin's loud voice.

"C-calm down, Rin-chan. It's alright. They didn't say anything wrong so let's not make a big deal out of this, okay?"

The sudden attention they were attracting was a bit too much for her heart. Why would her friend suddenly act like this?

"It's because you're like this that you're being disrespected! It is an even greater disrespect to the people who placed you in that position to question their decision!"

"I-i understand. Look, I'll even train them on your behalf. Let's just finish eating for now, hm?"

Scared, Kagami tried to compromise in order to finish it faster so that the attention could move away from them.

"Just make sure you don't half-ass it or else..."

"I promise."

With that, things have finally settled and they once again resumed their meal. Other than the fact that Kagami had already lost her appetite and had been forcing herself to finish her food without showing signs that she's forcing it, it was fine.

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Being truthful to her promise, she welcomed the three officers who badmouthed her earlier to the training room right after lunch.

"I know you guys have a lot to say so you can let out all of your complaints during this training. However, I wouldn't hold back since I made a promise to Platoon Leader Shinonome not to do so. Well then, I wish you good luck."

The beginning of the afternoon started with screams and shouts until it turned to grunts and silence as soon as it turned night.

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"Alright, we're all done with the training. Good job everyone for keeping up! I'll be heading out first so make sure to patch up, have dinner, take a bath, then rest, okay~"

Uzui Kagami left the training room as if she didn't just leave a stack of corpses... I mean a stack of exhausted officers behind.

"Who said Platoon Leader Uzui was weak again? She's practically a stamina monster not even letting us rest for a bit." Officer#2 groans.

"It was Officer#1. Comparing her with Captain Ashiro thus bringing up the topic." Officer#3 blamed Officer#1 for starting it.

"Don't blame this on me! You talked shit about her too! And how was I supposed to know that her innate strength is even stronger than the released power of the suits could give?" Officer#1 almost cried.

"Let's not underestimate her ever again" they all agreed.

"She's truly so kind, not only did she defend us from Platoon Leader Shinonome, she even told us to take care still even after we insulted her behind her back like that" she wasn't defending you, she just doesn't want attention to herself😤

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They all collectively agreed that Platoon Leader Uzui Kagami was an angel amidst the devils of the First Division. Oh how guilty they felt when they insulted such a person. They finally realized why her squadron was so overprotective of her.

If only the person intended to hear their words remained a second longer, she would've heard it. If only she didn't just listen to all the negative things being said to her but also the good things like the compliments and praises her division, mainly her squadron, sings for her. Then maybe she wouldn't have made that decision.

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The next day, it was finally her long awaited day off but this time she wasn't looking forward to it at all. Usually she would be happy having the day all to herself, however, today just wasn't it because it's a day full of with misery for her. She would usually fall asleep with a heavy heart but last night, she didn't get to sleep at all due to the mix of insomnia, overthinking, regrets, anxiety, self-deprication, and just whatever bad thoughts that keeps you up at night. It was a sign, a premonition that today would be one of the worst days of her life.

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Early morning, she headed to the Uzui family's estate. If only time could stop, she even wishes for a kaiju to appear though she immediately regretted it due to guilt of wishing deaths to hundreds of lives of people. She just didn't want to go there as much as possible.

The Uzui family estate's main branch is a humongous traditional Japanese household maintained through various generations. It is said that her favorite ancestor gained this mansion from his master as a reward for his excellent feats back in Taisho era. A flamboyant shinobi who greatly contributed in killing kaijus since, along with his three wives and children, after suffering from a career-ending injury, lived in harmony. If only the same thing could be said in today's time.

Today, a family meeting is being held just like it did every month. She didn't have any choice but to attend as it her duty as the sole heir of the clan head which is something she dreaded the most.

The purpose of the meeting is to talk about the state of the estate, business and etc... In reality, the true purpose of this meeting is to pressure and persuade her to finally quit the force and get married. She's getting older so she needs to bear an heir before accidentally dying on duty.

In the first place, her family was against her joining the Defense Force after her mother's death. As there were no next heir candidate, her safety and wellbeing is more important than not.

The only reason they allowed her to join was because her fiancee, the current Vice Captain of the Third Division of the Defense Force, Hoshina Soshiro persuaded them. Back when they joined, he made a promise to her family that he'll stay by her side and protect her from harm. They placed greater trust in his words than hers so they relented. The only thing they didn't expect was for him to leave her and join the Third Division.

When that happened, they blamed her for not doing anything to stop him. They criticized his actions and how he betrayed their trust so on and so forth. But when he soon got promoted to his current position, they were like a bunch of leeches. Foxes they are for acting like they didn't do anything wrong nor talked behind his back.

Kagami is repulsed to see this side of her family. She knew her family well, after all, she grew up in this household. She was fine with them insulting, ignoring, beating her but she would never allow them to talk bad about her fiancee even if it meant another round of punishment awaits her.

She loves her family, she truly does. But she is also aware that how they kept treating her is wrong but she couldn't do anything about it. They have her on chokehold, shackles on her wrists and ankles. She was granted freedom but she's still chained to this place because she chose to do so.

She wants to preserve her family lineage as that was her responsibility drilled to her since birth. She does want to fulfill their wishes and demands but she couldn't. Just as she has a responsibility to her family, she also has a responsibility to her work and to her fiancee. She doesn't wish to throw any of that away even at the cost of her deteriorating mental health. Yet her family demands that she deem the rest unimportant and ignore their wishes to satisfy their own.

Sometimes she wishes that she was stronger than now. If she continued the act of being the perfect child, maybe she wouldn't be struggling. The failures she'd experienced kept on piling up and it was suffocating her. Her family knows this so they kept shoving it in her face, further bringing her down.

If she was stronger, she could prove it to them that she could do it all without sacrificing her happiness. She could be a proud member of the Defense Force without looking down on herself. She could be Soshiro's wife, something she wished to be ever since she was a child. She could bear his child and bring an heir to this family. But she couldn't.

She is weak and she knows this. The Defense Force doesn't need her. Soshiro doesn't need her. Her family doesn't need her. They only want to use her as a tool to fulfill their greed.

Kagami doesn't know for how long she could keep this up. They kept feeding into her brain thoughts she didn't want to hear, things that aren't real. It happened for so long that she believes it to be true. She was pathetic, useless, incompetent, a waste of space, and that everything that goes wrong was all her fault. And she believes it. Everything is her fault.

She often wonders why she kept struggling like this. She had already accepted for a long time that she had no right to do so yet she still hasn't relented. She blames herself for not giving her family the satisfaction of seeing her break.

The thing is... She felt crazy. Everyday, she's having a mental breakdown. Everyday, she felt like crying and just laying down on her bed. But acknowledging it meant that she's admitting to the people that she's a failure.

She's been an imposter for so long, pretending to be a good person in front of other people that she didn't really know what she is. Was she the useless child her family tells her she is? Was she the perfect person she tries to pretend she is? Was she the kind person she shows her comrades she is? Was she really as reliable a fiancee she thinks she is? Or was she just a recluse who wishes to hide from people? Someone unworthy of being by her fiancee's side? Just what is she?

All she knows at that moment is that she has to smile. Despite the sinking feeling on the stomach, the need to vomit out her system, scratch her skin from anxiety. Act like nothing bothers her. That's what her family taught her. She didn't know. Her mind is a mess. Her thoughts are scattered yet she still had to listen to her family's discussion.

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"On that note, yesterday, the Third Division of the Defense Force neutralized a kaiju once more. What an amazing feat indeed!"

"Vice Captain Hoshina is truly amazing! Juzo-sama, you must be proud for having such a great son-in-law!"

"Of course, Soshiro is my true pride and joy! I've been waiting for a very long time to welcome him in our family."

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When they noticed she wasn't replying to their taunts at all, they changed the topic of conversation. Well, of course she wouldn't be able to reply, it's already taking her all to not pass out. She looks at her father when he said that Soshiro was his pride and joy.

She remembered Uzui Juzo, her father telling her she was his pride and joy as a child when her mother was still alive. After she died, he became an entirely different person who blames her for her mother's death despite her not being involved at all. It was an accident during checkup that killed her mother and unborn brother. She wasn't there nor did she do anything that day. Yet she still accepted his wrath for he is her father.

It was fine if she's no longer his pride. It was fine if he punishes her for no reason. It was also fine if he insults her in front of other people when she's there. For as long as he respects her fiancee then she is fine. It's fine.

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"Speaking of, when will the two of you get married, Kagami-sama?"

Once again, the focus was back to her.

"Soshiro-san is very busy with work and has no plans yet."

"We've already waited for years! Just for how long are you going to make us wait?!"

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The same old questions. Why do they keep on rushing when they aren't the ones getting married? She respects her fiance's wishes since she knows he's not ready yet.

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"Maybe the two of them aren't in good terms?"

"Is that true, Kagami?"

Juzo, her father asked her to which she immediately denied, cold sweat trickling on her neck.

"Not at all, father. Soshiro-san and I are in good terms"

He rubbed his beard in thought. They truly were in good terms, at least that's what she thought.

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"As they say, it isn't about the length of the relationship. Perhaps Soshiro-sama just doesn't want to get married to her"

"I heard Soshiro-sama is in good terms with Captain Ashiro! Oh how great it must be for them both being powerhouses, they're really compatible! Have you seen how close the two of them were during yesterday's subjugation?"

"Even the media kept on saying how good the two of them look together! Meanwhile, Kagami-sama seemed to be closer to her Captain than her own fiance"

Shameless, Kagami thought. These elders kept on saying whatever they want.

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"Captain Narumi is my superior. Our relationship is strictly professional"

"Is giving another guy a piggyback ride professional though? Just the thought of being touched by another man other than my husband gives me a scare, what more of someone who hasn't married yet?"

"Are you implying that I am cheating on my fiance?"

"I never said that, Kagami-sama! How could you accuse me of such a thing?!"

Pissed off, Kagami could no longer manage her expressions. Her eyebrows were twitching turning into a frown. The smile she kept up from the moment she arrived until now dropped. She loves her family but how could they such a thing?!

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"That is enough! This meeting had long since steered off course. You are all dismissed. Kagami, stay behind"

Before it turned into a huge fight where Kagami could be punished once more for raising her hand against an elder, her father stopped them. His eyes were closed as he still rubbed his beard, deep in thought. One by one, those nosy elders left not without leaving her a sneer or a smirk. When it was only the two of them, her father opened his eyes.

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"I will only ask you this once. What is you relationship with the Captain of the First Division?"

"Captain Narumi is just my superior, father. I've... been tasked with looking after him for he is a bit hard to manage"

"Why would a Platoon Leader like you take care of your Captain? Isn't it the Vice Captain's job to do so?"

"Vice Captain Hasegawa is an incredibly busy man who has to manage both of their works as Captain Narumi refuses to do so. It was him who told me to make sure that the captain does his work properly"

"And why is that?"

Kagami didn't know why her father was interrogating her like this. Their relationship is only platonic and strictly professional. Never did it cross her mind to cheat on her fiance with another man. She felt like anything she says will be used against her no matter what words she chooses.

"For he only listens to me..."

Biting her tongue, Kagami didn't know how her father will react. She was sweating buckets and her throat was dry, making it difficult to gulp. It got even dryer when she notices his eyes get sharper.

"Why would he be listening to someone like you?"

Looking down, Kagami felt hurt by how sharp his words were. Someone like her... doesn't even deserve to be heard. Just like how her words kept on entering her father's ear and leaving on the other.

"I don't know father"

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"Are you sure you haven't been seducing him?"

Ahhh, there it is. The accusation that she'd been expecting.

"I have not, father. Our relationship is strictly professional. Captain Narumi and I do not have feelings for each other. He is also aware that I am engaged"

"How would you know if he has feelings for you or not? Someone as dumb and useless as you should even be glad that someone likes you, even though I do not see why he would do so"

"..."

"Bring that man here next weekend"

"May I ask why, father?"

"I shall see if he's fit to be the next head of this family"

With widened eyes, Kagami couldn't believe what she's hearing. Was her father implying what she think he is implying?

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"Father, I have a fiance! Soshiro-san and I have been engaged since we were children! It was you who had decided that from the start so why..?"

"You already said it. You've been engaged since you were children yet until now there had been no progress in your relationship! Not only did you not seduce your own fiance, you have also seduced another man!"

His voice was gradually getting louder and it fills Kagami with fear. Her father never believed in her words, at all. He had already decided that she cheated when she did not.

"Consider your engagement to the Hoshina's void! Forget honoring our promise to each other when my own daughter have already shamed me over and over!"

"Father, please! Soshiro-san is my fiance! We've been engaged since we were children! He is all that I have so please do not take him away from me! Hoshina Soshiro is the one that I love not any other man!"

Kagami crawled over to where her father is and clung to his clothes. Her father tried to pry her of him as he tries to leave but her grip was so strong. This can't happen. She can't let this happen.

"You can take everything away from me, just not Soshiro! Please! I'd rather let you kill me than let him leave me, father!"

She begged her father with tears falling from her eyes. She doesn't know what to do. Only letting her instincts do the work as she's already shut down from feeling anything. And her instincts are telling her to hang on, hold on to Soshiro.

"Please... I'll die, father. I will kill myself and bring this clan to ruin if you do so!"

When her tears turned to anger, she looked him in the eyes with such hatred she never thought she could feel. Soshiro is the only person that has been by her side this whole time, who keeps on supporting and encouraging her. She's been lost the whole time yet comes back everytime because he's there. He's her light, her hope, her entire life. She could endure all of the disrespect because he was there.

"You crazy woman! Is this how you treat your father after everything?!"

Using all of his strength, he slapped Kagami causing her to fall down the tatami floor with a loud thud, hitting her head. He stood up and kicked her body away from him, preparing to leave once more.

"You have never once treated me like your own child after mother died! You have never treated me like a human being and never respected my decisions! If you continue to take him away from me then i will truly go crazy and trust me you do not wish to see that"

She no longer clung to him and instead glared at him with much hatred, all the years of abuse coming out of her. Blood trickled down her face and the view made her father take a step back in fear when he looked back. She was filled with so much killing intent that her father almost peed in his hakama.

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"Y-you... I'll give you one last chance. Leave the Defense Force and marry Soshiro at once. If you fail to do so, then consider your marriage and position in this family gone!"

He pointed his fingers at her and left without hearing her answer. If Kagami was in her right mind, she would never consider such a thing. She'd leave the family and still marry Soshiro but she wasn't. Her entire being is still chained to this family and she's drowning. With them forcing her under the water all the time. But this time, they crossed the line.

She's been running on adrenaline this whole time and once her father left, it all came crushing down on her. She lost her strength and laid on the floor, with her knees clutched to her chest.

Kagami wanted to cry. But tears were no longer coming out. She felt empty and broken. She should be used to this. Having everything taken away from her. She's been expecting them to take Soshiro away too but never expect herself to act like that.

She just want to see Soshiro.

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[420technoblazeit]

so interesting 2 me how the spin of mels canon voicelines abt viktor casts her as being disappointed in him post-herald moment. narrative parallel to viktor being disappointed in mel about how she is handling her power in ur fic. to me. they both saw someone they thought was completely admirable and idolized them (without looking beyond their mask) and both feel let down by the others insatiable humanity ♡ (their lack of compassion for each other at their lowest moments despite their overflowing compassion for most others reads to me as seeing themselves in each other and externalizing their self-hatred. btw)

AH I FORGOT TO ANSWER THIS ASK ive been thinking abt it a lot as ive been writing the next chapter. your analysis is SO good i feel so honored that you've been thinking so much about my fic and characterization of these two. i do think that viktor and mel have this kind of complicated relationship where even independent of jayce they see each other as being different than the other people in piltover. mel i think really appreciated viktor for putting scientific progress over personal gain and pursuing a peaceful solution even if she didn't initially agree on his refusal to make any hextech weapons. they're both pacifists who prefer diplomatic solutions and she respected that. in the same way viktor began to see mel as different from the other councilors because she was the only one other than jayce to really fight for the peace treaty in the council. that and her belief in his and jayce's shared dream was probably a big deal for him, a zaunite who felt out of place and underappreciated in piltover

i think what i'm getting at, and i'll expand on this more in the fic bc it deserves exploration, is that viktor's disappointment that mel isn't standing up to her family is born out of two things. one, the obvious class divide between them where viktor was born in zaun and had to work for his place in the academy. i think it would be natural for him to not so much harbor resentment against mel for her upper class status, but have complicated feelings about what she does with her privilege. she fought for the peace treaty with jayce but i don't really think she was on the front lines fighting for equality for the undercity because it wasn't a priority for her. the great thing about mel as a character is that she has selfish intentions initially and then puts those aside as she distances herself from her family

but the other part of viktor's disapproval is that he's fresh off the whole herald thing. a situation where he, while under the influence of the arcane, abused the power he had over people and led them to their deaths. i think postcanon viktor would be hyperaware of power dynamics and imbalances and i think to some extent he's projecting that guilt over what he did onto mel and that's part of why he's being so hard on her. viktor sees mel's running away from her family as being complicit to some extent to their crimes. and it's true that she is kind of running away from her problems here but he's also refusing to be compassionate to her current situation because he doesn't think he deserves that same compassion

[technically-human]

How would the girls react to their RV!selves?? and/or how would the four of them (Charles, Edwin, Crystal, and Niko) react to their little gang's RV!counterparts?

Like... if all 8 of them interacted. (I just wasn't completely sure my phrasing actually made sense)

Well, Niko and RV!Crystal are supposed to be dead... But we can ignore that, I always do.

I think Niko would admire her RV counterpart, as she is a bit more "mature" and better at interacting with people (she doesn't enjoy doing it, but she can if it's required). RV!Niko would probably envy Niko's freedom, not coming from a family of people with spiritual powers. They both would be perfectly pleasant to each other.

Crystal HATES RV!Crystal, much like Charles hates RV!Charles. She reminds her too much of her past, of the person she was before meeting the boys, of all the cruel and awful things she has said and done. RV!Crystal probably dislikes that this version of herself has powers while she gets nothing. She has always wanted to be someone special, to be known for who she is, and yet, time and time again, she is reduced to her parent's child. She's nothing more than a glorified piece of art, at least this other Crystal has SOMETHING going on for her. At the same time, she's hopeful that, if Crystal could become a better person, so could she.

As for the two groups interacting, I imagine they would mostly avoid each other. If forced to work together, they're extremely efficient and do a great job together. If forced to interact in a more casual setting, it is bedlam. The Charles and Crystal's are at each other's throats, the Niko's try to be peacemakers but don't really want to get too involved, and the Edwin's do their best to stay out of the whole thing

(RV!Edwin looks indifferent, but he is watching and if someone hurts his Charles, he will start hitting people with his croquet mallet. Don't try him)

[i-yap]

I have a Dick Grayson request!

I don't know if you do vigilante s/o but I was wondering if you did could you write how he would react when he finds out that the crazy person jumping off buildings with his alter ego is also his gn s/o? I always find the different takes on the reader finding out about Nightwing but I really want to know what you think his reaction would be?Anyways, this might not be something you'll write but I just figured I'd ask

Lots of love and admiration for you and your works

❤️

A compliment and a Dick grayson ask??omg made my day ( I promise he isn't my favorite I love them all equally)

Ive never really written vigilante reader..or even imagined one but I can try

Dick Grayson x vigilante!s/o

s/n- supername

"There's an armed robbery at the children's hospital on 34th" reported Tim onto the batcom.

"I can get there in 5" replied Dick.

"Take hood with you, he's on 39th " Ordered Batman

"I don't need a babysitter..especially not hood"

"HAHA, Ill be there as soon as I'm done beating up this creep who was cornering pretty girls" Jason says cheekily.

"wait ..I dont think i need you here hood, or even I'm needed..S/n got here first. She's tying up the perps as we speak"

"Unmask her Nightwing, even I couldnt figure out her identity and she has been spotted in too many crimes around gotham" said Oracle

"You can't passible think THE s/n is a criminal" tim replied shocked

"Haha timmy has a thing for s/n just cause she was caught buying rock shirts from the shady stores he loves" Jason teases

" NO REAL NAMES ON THE COMS JASON, also Oracle is right. Best to be precautionary" states Batman.

Nightwing approaches s/n. "OH JEEZ, hi your scared me haha. Not that you're scary. You're really hot , I mean your partner probably finds you hot but not me. I'm just random vigilante...Uh anyways Ive called the police they're on their way so I think my work here is done!" You say hurriedly after spotting your boyf-nightwing approaching you.

"Well good work here s/n. But I actually had to speak to you alone. " "Me? why??"

"I need you to unmask yourself. Batman's orders . You cant trust me, you know I'm one of the good guys and we have been on multiple cases together. Plus you are kind of in my city"

" Well I- dick listen." "How do you -" You take off your mask to reveal yourself.

"I was about to tell you dickie..please don't be mad" "MAD? ME? MY SWEETHEART IS A CRIME FIGHTING ASS KICKING SUPERHERO! I KNEW YOU WERE TOO STRONG TO BE A BARISTA!. I mean I do wish you told me before" "I just didn't know how you would take it. You always talked about how much you loved our domestic intimacy and simplicity in our relationship and i-" Dick takes your hands in his "We can still have that baby, just because you are a superhero doesn't change anything. Youre still the best thing that ever happened to me and now we can even spend more time together as our alter ego. We would be a great power couple!" Says dick, pulling you into a passionate kiss.

"EW EW THE ROMANTIC SPEECH WAS GROSS BUT KISSING NOISES?" Yells jason into the coms

" NO DICK HOW COULD YOU, MY SUPERCRUSH MAN" Cries out tim

"shit i forgot to turn off my comms" whines dick

"NO REAL NAMES ON THE COMS !" Orders Bataman

"Bring her to the manor once you have discussed the - the revelation. There is much to talk about" Says Batman.

"I'm Surprised Y/n is even real" Joins in Damian.

"WHY WOULD I LIE ABOUT HAVING A PARTNER" yells Nightwing into the comms while you try to muffle your laugh.

"Well, I am no one to comment on your mental state NightWing, But it is questionable"

You pull away Dick from the comms before they all start bickering- and giving bruce a headache. Sure there was a lot to discuss but dick is the best batboy to be a vigilante partner to. He would be understanding and non restrictive and the perfect partner in fight. Communication is easy with him and he trusts you and gives you your space to be yourself. After all, its all these things that make him love you for you.

sorry if there is anything offensive i don't usually write gn!reader cuz I'm a cis female and I don't proof read. Also english is not my first language. Lmk if there's anything offensive and ill change it.

[the-monkey-ruler]

According to your opinion, what do you think would be SWK's best written romance or what would they be as for the adaptations? You know, not only does the romance appear and that's it, but does it develop or at least seem good to you?

Not to say there are bad romances, but I just wanted to ask.

Honestly, it depends on what you think is romantic.

There is a reason that the Chinese Odyssey is such a cult classic and it's not because they get together at the end, but rather because it explores the idea of self-expression and restricted freedom in the view of romance. Sun Wukong cannot exist unless Joker becomes him, and Joker cannot become Sun Wukong if he falls in love. He had the chance to love and he lost it, being forced to change who he is, knowing what he could have had. Chinese Odyssey became so popular because it explores what it means to sacrifice your own individuality and conform to societal expectations while still having slapstick humor.

And I won't lie and say that has also changed my view of romance with Wukong in that I do not think there can be a Retelling of Wukong where he gets with an SO. There can be great Reimangings or Alternative Universes (and there are) but if someone wants a faithful adaption of the story there can be additions such as adding a romantic subplot but in no circumstances can they end up together. And that could still be a good romantic story.

The quality of romance does not have to depend on a happy ending but one that relates to people and touches their hearts. I think the key to any romance is that connection to the audience, showing a level of genuine yearning and the struggle with that yearning that anyone can relate to when it comes to connecting to another person, romance or not.

Personally, I haven't seen a romance story done it better showing that desire for connection like Chinese Odessey since...

But I would say a close runner-up is the 1996 Journey to the West subplot within the show. As I think as far as relating to a character this is one that I found personally touched by.

In the 1996 Journey to the West is also not a one-to-one with the book as it follows more like a drama than an adventure story with deep character elements but still a wonderful adventure. This probably has the best tv live-action versions of the characters with just how in-depth they go with each character and we actively see them have their individual character arcs as they go from quarreling journeymates to a close-knit found family.

On one of these adventures they meet the Spider Sisters, but not all evil as one of the Sisters, Shishi, is trying to find her lost love from her past life. The gang helps her and Wukong RELUCTANTLY helps as well though he is distrustful of demons and sees no point in trying to find lost love. Shishi's sister, Enen, tags along as well and defends her sister's desire to find her lost love when to her, love is the most important thing in the world. But to Wukong he believes that learning Buddhism and teaching is what is most important. The more Enen and Wukong work together the more Enen falls in love with Wukong's compassion, heroism, and diligence, seeing him as someone to be admired and someone she wishes to impress as well.

The reason I adore this love story is that it is one-sided completely and I think that the narration does such a fantastic job of showing how much Wukong loves Enen has a friend and someone he cares about deeply but he just doesn't have romantic feelings for. I thought that the build-up of their relationship was fascinating in that Wukong comes to terms with seeing Enen as a good friend and someone who has changed his worldview that not all demons are after power, some are just living their lives, and just that knowing her platonically has made him a more compassionate person. But that is the issue in that Wukong's love for Enen is purely platonic and how he even refuses to compromise on his morals and lie to her that he feels the same when he loves her only as a friend.

Enen falls for Wukong because he is her friend and someone that she admires as well. She tries to become more like him by giving up meat and eating fruit and even trying to study Buddhism with him. She didn't do these acts because SHE wanted to, but rather so she could be closer to Wukong. But in the end (Enen loses her cultivation from a demon and asks Wukong to at least say 'I love you' before she turns back into her original form) she isn't able to make Wukong feel the same THOUGH NO FAULT OF HER OWN.

In my personal experience, I have felt this many times, when friends try to admit their feelings, and that soul-crushing burden of having to let them down gently. When you care about someone and are willing to support them or fight for them but the one thing you can't do is reciprocate their feelings. Wukong in this series is being hounded by both Bajie and Wujing to at least pretend for Enen's sake (she does uncultivated and returns to spider form but isn't dead) and when Wukong tells her that he does care for her but not in that way he is seen as the bad guy.

Enen did nothing wrong in falling for Wukong, but she wasn't able to accept that he just couldn't feel the same. And Wukong did nothing wrong in not feeling the same as he cares for his friend greatly but he cannot lie to himself or her how he feels because he respects her too much to lie. Bajie and Wujing both call him heartless but moreso that they feel so bad for Enen but Wukong is the one that has to carry the burden of her feelings for the rest of his life.

Some people might not see this as a love story at all but I think this is a type of love story that is very common and that people on both the receiving and the giving end can relate to. That dejection from rejection and opening your heart and thinking maybe if you change, or something is wrong with you, or that you are not good enough. That horrible feeling of guilt for things out of your control and not being able to give someone you deeply care about what they want and then feeling more guilt that there is something wrong with you for not feeling the same. I thought that the show has an advantage over movies as it gives the characters time and room to grow and change around each other. Wukong becomes more sympathetic to demons and even has a deeper understanding of the importance of love just by knowing Enen before she "died" and rather because she lived (and still lives) he still cares about her and wants her to live the best life she can.

Even in her spider form, even when she wouldn't be able to understand him, Wukong refuses to lie to her about his feelings but expresses that he wants her to live a good life, one that leads her to enlightenment and back to her human form. He cares so much about her but just not in the way that she wants. I think there is something very well done in how the show shows that it wasn't either of their faults and that while they can love one another you can't change people. People can only change if they want to change, and you can't force people to feel the same. There are different forms of love and each is important, and just because someone feels a different kind of love doesn't make it any less real.

To me, a love story is about connection and how the audience can feel themselves in the characters. Love can be scary and you're more often going to face rejection than anything but that doesn't mean it is anyone's fault. Sometimes people just don't feel the same, as much as they do care about you, and learning to accept that and let go is a part of growing up. As such I think that my favorite would be the 1996 subplot as I feel that is it both emotional and that it also still follows the Xiyouji format. Especially love Wukong going to the Red String of Fate guy (Yue Lao) and rewriting people's tragic love stories so they can live happily ever after!

I think that maybe I enjoyed this the most as I feel like it still captured Wukong's character wonderfully as someone who might not feel romantic feelings (following the book) but also someone who learns compassion and what it means to love another person. He knew what it was like for someone to love him and that is not something to be taken lightly. People being vulnerable and expressing their desire can be scary and something to be even admired but can still unavoidable cause pain. It wasn't his fault that he didn't like Enen back but he wanted her and even others to find that kind of love. He wants people to feel free to find comfort in connecting with another person even if it isn't himself.

That is to say, there aren't other romances that I did enjoy that are reciprocated love as well! Funny enough the ones that I really enjoy are all Japanese or based on the Saiyuki series.

Alakazam the Great (1960) 西遊記

Monkey Magic (1998) モンキーマジック

The New Legends of Monkey (2018) 新猴王传奇

I think the common factor of these is that Wukong in all these forms becomes a better person just by knowing their SO and take it upon themselves to become a better person, rather than the SO taking it upon themselves trying to 'fix' Wukong, I feel like that is an issue with a lot more modern romances of Wukong in that they are far too rushed, if Wukong does start off as a jerk then there is no real reason the SO should fall for him, and then Wukong doesn't stop being a jerk until the end when there is no proper resolution. It feels all very rushed and very forced.

I think that I enjoyed these versions mostly because they had the advantage of keeping the SO alive and they play on the trope of "changing for your loved ones" rather than "getting character development because of SO's death." We see Wukong in 1960 slowly relearn what it means to be humble and grateful to his SO Rinrin with her undying (literally) devotion and how this dedication leads to him wanting to be a better person deserving to be by her side. Monkey Magic 1998 is a surprising one but one that I found charming nonetheless as Goku is a hotheaded and impulsive person but everything he does is for his friends one being Fenya. They never confirmed their relationship but she is the only one who never treats Goku differently after he becomes the king and even when he demands her to call him as such she never lets him forget his humble roots which by the end he learns to return to. The last New Legends 2018 is also surprising as I really didn't enjoy the plot of this show and found the pacing painful, but that Monkey and Tripitaka's relationship was something that had a lot of potential. From Monkey's arrogant attitude and Tripitaka's deception of her true identity, I thought that the show handled them slowly but surely coming to trust and rely on each other. I feel like the show could do a lot more with their character development but I doubt we are getting a third season.

I will say a guilty pleasure of mine is Monkey King 2014 just cause it is more of an innocent childhood crush kind of feeling than anything else. I'm sad that she still dies but I feel like out of the Wukong romances I have seen (please note I haven't seen them all) I can see why the SO would fall for Wukong as he was nothing but sweet and kind to her and that I was sad to see her go.

[loquaciousquark]

hello quark! i've gotten to the szarr palace again in bg3 and am now super curious about tavish and astarion's thoughts about amanita szarr and vellioth! i imagine personally that astarion had no idea amanita even existed, and that finding out about vellioth's rules might give him a knee-jerk but ultimately conflicted rejection response—something about how those rules are why cazador treated him so poorly, so he rejects them on principle, but also his life experience has been such that he actually agrees with them... it'd be a tangle for him to try to work through, i think, but what about you? what are your thoughts?

I! LOVE! THIS! QUESTION!! Thank you so much for asking!

I definitely agree that Astarion had no idea Amanita existed. That Cazador had turned a full vampire and then imprisoned her in their attic; that she was resisting her compulsions and defying Cazador's orders; that a powerful vampire hated Cazador as much as Astarion did? No way. No way does Cazador ever let Astarion or any of the other spawn even get a hint of her existence. I don't even know if she knew very much about them, actually; I think if she really thought there was someone she could help or someone she could ally with in this very lonely, isolated existence, her journal entries wouldn't have been quite so despairing.

(Sidebar: I adore the tragedy of the attic in the Cazador mansion being the only place that allows in some shafts of light. I bet he did that to her on purpose.)

After finding out about her existence, I think Astarion would be conflicted at first, then decide that if she's abandoned them all, he's not going to waste another thought on her. He didn't know her, she didn't know him, and if she fled without helping them, he's not going to worry about where she's gone. He'd have even less of an interest in her outcome than his siblings, I think, and those relationships are already contentious at best.

Now, Vellioth--I think that's another story. Finding out that Cazador, who has effectively set himself up as god-emperor to the spawn, the source of all pain and pleasure and the total sum of their universe, couldn't even come up with his own base set of rules? Finding out that Cazador is just one more link in an endless chain of suffering?

Man, I think it'd be rough for Astarion. I can easily see him going in a circle of laughing at Cazador for being a pathetic copycat -> a pathetic copycat enslaved me for 200 years -> does that make me even more pathetic than I originally thought -> is my escape therefore worth less in the grand scheme of justice -> no, what I did was great and good -> Cazador was pathetic but he was also powerful -> it is admirable that I killed him and therefore he must have had intrinsic value as an enemy -> Cazador was powerful in his own way even if he stole from Vellioth -> Cazador stole everything from Vellioth & was nothing more than a pathetic copycat, and so forth. Exhausting!

Once he got over the initial surprise, I do think he would have looked back at his time under Cazador and wonder if it needed to be reframed. The account of Cazador's impalement is horrifying. The brutal murder of Cazador's friend (Cazador had a friend!) is horrifying. And at the end of that horror, Vellioth still made Cazador a full vampire.

What does that mean for Astarion? Did Cazador really think he was being merciful by only imprisoning him for a year? Would Cazador have ever fully turned him if the ritual hadn't come into play? Probably not--probably he's just as cruel as Astarion always thought he was, and likely even more, but I think it's one last element of rug-pulling viciousness from Cazador to Astarion right at the end, one last time. Cazador dies, and Astarion can't even be unquestioningly happy about it.

As far as Astarion internalizing those rules, I think post-Cazador's death, he has a kneejerk rejection of anything like them for himself, just like you say. I do think if he's not checked by Tav/his LI, he may unconsciously lean into similar rules for them (see: the nearly identical ruleset he gives a turned Tav after Ascending), but I think a spawn Astarion with a healthy relationship could be coaxed out of that mindset given enough time & support.

An incredible question. Thank you so much for asking! :D