#probably won‘t happen

[user-without-a-cool-acronym]

*spoilers*

Something something Jay or Ras with Arin‘s unwitting help being the next one to burn down the monastery something

[siddyyyyyyyy]

Unhinged two

Jason Todd x Reader

MDNI

(part one)

wc: 1.2 K summary: your roommate finds your messages you send your friend about him. warnings: suggestive content, no y/n used a/n: since some of you wanted a part two of this, I gladly made one. (this came out a little rushed as well, not proofread! sorry!!) Enjoy!!

The moment he left the room, you grabbed your phone and made sure to never open that chat again. You still feel borderline embarrassed and ashamed, realising how weird it is.

Sighing out, you calm yourself down and sip on your tea, hands trembling from your racing heart. After another exhale, you start to think of what to do.

You need to apologise. That‘s the least you could do with a situation like this, after… you can‘t even think about it!

From the silence that lingers around the whole apartment, it‘s clear that Jason is probably expiriencing a mental breakdown too. Now that you think about it, you can‘t really imagine how he feels like after finding out about your dirty thoughts about him.

You don‘t even finish your tea before you sprint off the living room, throwing over your coat and storm outside to get him a proper apology.

Meanwhile, Jason is concerned. He started to look for his therapist‘s number on his phone, but hesitated actually clicking on it. What, should he say that he read through his roommate‘s messages and now wants to kill himself because of the pure filth that was written about him?

No, surely no one will believe him, or at least make fun of him if they believe him.

The safest option would be to keep it for himself, or tell Dick. Yeah, the safest option would be to keep it to himself.

Outisde of his room, he hears the front door click open again, laying his phone down as he contemplates wether to go out or not. His thoughts get interrupted once he hears soft knocks against it.

»Yeah?« Shit, he should‘ve said he is busy.

»Can I come in? I, um… I need to apologise.«

A hint of shame comes through your tone, head hanging low behind the door. There‘s clearly nothing more pathetic than this situation. The silence that follows after only makes your nerves run higher, making your shift on your feet.

»‘Kay.«

Jason is great at pretending to be non-chalant. But it‘s an answer, at least.

So you walk in. And stop in the doorframe, boquet of flowers in hand, his favourite order at the local fast food restaurant in the other. A pathetic expression on your face. He has to stop himself from reacting surprised and both pleased at the action, remembering what happened just a few moments ago.

»So… about those messages. I won‘t sugarcoat it, I did send them, there‘s no excuse I can use. But I won‘t do that again and I don‘t actually think of you in that way. I just… had to describe to my friend how you look like.«

You shrug at the end, placing the smaller paperbag onto his nightstand and hold the boquet in both of your hands for now. It‘s difficult, embarrassing and devistating, saying something in hopes that he will forgive you and let you stay in the shared apartment.

Truth be told, Jason couldn‘t feel more touched by this, trying so hard to keep his composure. He fails either way, the corners of his mouth curling up ever so faintly as he shakes his head.

»You didn‘t need to bring me flowers for that, but… thanks? And, I won‘t look into your phone again. Ever.«

That‘s a relief, handing over the boquet of flowers anyway. He takes them, finally smiling down at them. That‘s not how he expected to receive flowers, he never thought he would get them at some point in his life anyway.

»There‘s also you favourite order, I‘ll leave for now, just… uh— don‘t kick me out.«

Now he has to chuckle, putting the flowers away before he takes a look into the bag of food.

»Oh, I won‘t. It would be boring without you, no?«

He muses as he glances back up to you, an amused and teasing glint in his eye. Of course… he will never let you live that down.

From then on, every time you were slightly annoyed over something he did, Jason simply pulled out the ‚Remember how you talked about me to your friend?‘-card and instantly makes you shut up. But sometimes, you ignore that and go on about the rant you were currently holding.

»No, Jason, I don‘t care, and this happened two months ago! You should be able to clean at least the counter after cooking or baking something.«

You track back to the current argument, waving frustrated to the countertop that has traces from flour and butter.

Instead of getting hissy too, he simply tilts his head, boxing you up against said counter.

»Say again?«

You go silent, staring up at him with big, shocked eyes, standing there at a loss of words.

In short, his ego grew a lot bigger after the initial shock wore off. He started to use such tactics in harmless arguments, before he just used them randomly to tease you. And lucky for him, it worked every damn time. He is sure you already texted every single encounter like this to your dear friend – and he is dying to know if his theory is true – but he won‘t check your phone again, simply too scared at the same time.

On the other hand, you are secretly enjoying it. No, loving it. What do you mean your hot roommate flirts with you randomly for no reason? You would never trade that for anything else.

The same thing happens on a casual saturday, leaning over the kitchen counter as you scroll through some new recipes on your phone. Jason walks in through the front door, ever so silent that you don‘t notice him coming in, before you hear his soft voice mumble near your ear.

»Watcha cooking?« His hand rests on the counter by your side, dangerously close for your own comfort. But you wont back away or say anything against it, answering him back instead.

»Nothing yet. Looking through stuff.«

He hums in acknowledgement, resting his chin on your shoulder while he watches your phone too.

»Wanna cook something together, then? I brought some groceries.« His hand brushes against your side as he leans away, starting to sort through the bag and put the stuff away that he bought.

After an easy agreement, you both settle on making something simple for dinner, not wanting to waste your energy on something new.

Cooking with him would be relaxing, if his hand wouldn‘t linger around your back or waist every minute. You grew used to it after some time, but it still never fails to make you slightly distracted on your current task.

In general, you noticed that Jason became way more touchy with you after the incident, as well as teasing. You try not mentioning it and simply never talk about it in hopes this will never end, but he secretly wishes you would.

He made a single masterplan in his mind on ultimately asking you out once you start to mention his antics, but there‘s no luck so far. Okay, guilty as charged, he did talk about that with his brother Dick. He follows his advice half-heartedly, hoping for some miracle to happen at the same time until you notice his signs.

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[mistressofstars]

A Lecture on Desire - Part V (NSFW)

pairing: Kathryn Hahn x reader

summary: A lecture on The Price of Salt is supposed to be all about Therese and Carol, but when Professor Hahn locks eyes with you, lines blur. Smut. Non-magical AU

content warnings: 18+, smut, student x professor, age gap, praise kink, Top Kathryn, Sub reader, fingering, nipple play, spanking, power imbalance, spilled wine. Read at your own discretion!

word count: 2.3k

»I feel I stand in a desert with my hands outstretched, and you are raining down upon me.«

- Patricia Highsmith, The Price of Salt

Part V (NSFW)

The fabric of your skirt brushes lightly against your legs. It’s a simple black skirt, paired with a soft blouse tucked neatly at the waist, professional but flattering. You take your usual seat, placing your notebook on the desk, though your thoughts are elsewhere—on her.

Professor Hahn enters the room, her stride confident, a stack of books under one arm. She places them on the desk with a purposeful thud, her sharp gaze scanning the room until it lands on you for a brief second longer than it does on anyone else.

As she begins the lecture, her voice smooth and steady, you try to focus, scribbling notes in an attempt to ground yourself. But it’s hard. Your mind keeps wandering to her grey eyes, her hands… You shift in your seat, the edge of your skirt brushing against your thighs as you cross your legs.

“Miss Y/Ln” she says, her tone sharp. “Am I losing you, or are my words simply too much today?”

Without missing a beat, you let the corner of your lips curl into a faint smile. “Oh, all my thoughts are on you, Professor,” you say, your voice light but purposeful.

You freeze, your mind scrambling for an answer. “I- uh, no, Professor,” you stammer, fumbling your pen as your cheeks heat up.

She studies you for a beat longer before moving on, her smooth voice resuming the lecture.

As the class continues, you grip your notes tightly, biting the inside of your cheek. “All my thoughts are on you.” The perfect reply crosses your mind too late. It’s probably for the best, you think, You don’t want anyone else catching on to whatever this is happening between the two of you.

The lecture finally ends, and Kathryn leaves without a glance in your direction, her heels echoing as she strides out. You sit for a moment, uncertain. Did she forget?

You knock on her office door and for a moment, there’s silence, then her voice comes, cool and precise:

“It’s open.”

“Close the door,” she says.

Her fingers are tracing the edge of a notebook, she leans back in her chair, her gaze lingering.

“Well,” she hums, “shall we get started?”

“The contract outlines the professional aspects, but there are... personal boundaries we need to discuss.” She pauses, her eyes searching yours intently. “Tell me, are you comfortable with working late sometimes?

She leans back looking at you expectantly.

“Of course”.

"But I must warn you..." Her voice drops to a whisper "...I have a habit of working in less than conventional ways late at night. My mind tends to wander..." She pauses, letting her words linger

„That won‘t be a problem, Professor“ You maintain her gaze.

“That’s settled, then. Make yourself comfortable.“ She moves to the cupboard in her office, retrieving a bottle of wine and pouring two glasses. „I've already spread out some files on the desk."

She turns, extending one glass to you.

She observes you taking a sip while looking over the files. Your nerves settle slightly. "Good, good. Now, let's get started on those files." She sets her glass down, picking up a stack of papers and handing them to you. "Can you organise these into chronological order?"

You begin organising them to the best of your ability, occasionally glancing over at Kathryn. She seems preoccupied with sorting another stack of papers, but you can feel her eyes lingering on you over the rim of her glasses every now and then.

Time slips away quickly, and Kathryn’s voice breaks the silence. “Ah, excellent work on those files.”

Her smile is warm, a quiet satisfaction evident as she watches your reaction, noting how your expression brightens under her praise. "You have a keen eye for detail, you know that?" She moves closer to you, reaching around to point something out on the next stack of papers. "Look here..."

Suddenly you’re enveloped by her perfume, warm and subtle, catching you off guard. When did that scent start making my heart race like this? Maybe it’s not just the fragrance—it’s her, standing so close. brushing against me.

I shake the thought away, forcing myself to snap back to the task at hand. Your eyes locks on hers—calm, piercing, impossible to look away from. When your focus drifts to her lips, the way they move as she speaks, the sound fades entirely.

You snap back to reality with a sharp breath, chastising yourself as you reach for your wine glass. A quick sip should steady you, you think, and you take it. But then you turn too quickly. Kathryn’s elbow nudges the glass, and in an instant, it tilts.

Before you can react, the wine spills, splashing across the papers and soaking into your blouse.

Kathryn glances down at the mess, then back up at you, her expression unreadable. She doesn’t immediately seem concerned about the spilled wine, but her focus sharpens. Her eyes flicker briefly to your blouse, then back to your face, as if weighing her next move.

“You’ll want to clean that up, honey“ she says, her tone calm, almost amused.

The wine-soaked fabric of your blouse catches her attention more than the mess you’ve made. “Such a shame,” she murmurs, her voice soft, but the meaning behind it makes your heart race.

“I—I’m so sorry, Professor,” you stutter, your voice shaky

Don’t worry,” she says softly, her voice like silk, “accidents happen”. She steps even closer, her presence engulfing you, and in a slow, deliberate motion, she reaches for your blouse.

Her fingers brush the fabric of your shirt, and you freeze, your heart racing. She doesn’t seem in any rush. Her hands, though steady, move with precision, unbuttoning the first one without a word.

“You don’t want to get too wet from the wine,” she murmurs, her voice low and teasing, as her fingers continue to work down the blouse. The space between you has all but disappeared, and you can feel her breath on your skin now, making it hard to concentrate.

You watch her hands, the way they work, and despite yourself, you find your eyes following the line of her fingers as they trace along the fabric.

Your breath catches in your throat, and before you can stop yourself, you whisper desperately, “Professor…”

She pauses, her eyes flicking up to yours, taking in the flush on your face. You can’t look away, the weight of her stare making it harder to breathe. She leans in slightly.“You’re trembling”.

With a gentle tug, Kathryn removes your blouse, letting it fall to the floor. She stands back, taking in the sight of you in your soaked bra. Her eyes linger on your chest, the delicate lace of your bra.

Her elegant fingers reach out and take a drop of red on the top of the curve of your breast and licks it deliciously with her grey eyes never leaving yours.

She pushes you gently but firmly against the heavy oak desk, the cool surface a stark contrast to the heat radiating from your body. Leaning in close, her breath tickles your neck as she whispers,

„This would be your chance to leave, Miss Y/Ln”

When you don‘t move her index finger, with which she had just deliciously liked away drops of red, now softly touches your hard nipple. Circling it through your lace bra. Sensitive from the wine, her touch sends a deep, fluttering ache through your stomach.

You throw your head back slightly. She is stepping closer, your legs touching she moves your chin up.

"Say it," she demands, her own chin tilted up, asserting her dominance. Her finger continues to circle your peak through the thin lace, teasing you mercilessly. "Say 'I'm staying‘”.

Right as you try to answer, she squeezes your breasts and your breath is takes away. Your ass is pushed hard against the oak desk.

“Uh-uh..." she whispers playfully while pressing firmly against you. Her grey eyes gleam wickedly at your parted lips, obviously enjoying the sound of your breath catching in your throat. "I can‘t hear you, Miss Y/Ln," she chirps.

„Y-yes I’m staying“

Kathryn turns you around in a fluid motion, your pelvis pressed against the edge of the desk. She hikes up your skirt, pushes your upper body on the wood, bunching the fabric around your waist. Without warning, she delivers a sharp slap to your backside, the sound echoing through the office. "Louder, Miss Y/Ln”.

You whimper. The sudden slap sends a jolt of surprise and pleasure through your body, making your cheeks flush and your heart race. You feel a warmth spreading through your core. Your cheeks burn with a mix of embarrassment and arousal as you feel your ass sting from the impact. Your voice caught in your throat.

She rubs the spot she just slapped, "Look at you, blushing and trembling," she murmurs huskily. "Such a good girl for your Professor..." She slaps the other cheek.

Each slap making your breath hitch and your underwear dampen.

She reaches on her desk and pulls out a red pen. She uses it to trace with its cold metal cap on your thighs, slowly inching higher. You know, Miss y/n,” she says with a playful smirk, “I could always find someone else for this job, if you’re not up to the task.”

“No please“, you whisper, your voice trembling as you cling to the edge of the desk. Kathryn chuckles, a cold, dominant sound. She turns you back around, your face inches from hers.

Her breath hot and teasing. She presses the cold pen tip firmly against the thin fabric of your panties, right over your center.

Causing a shudder and gasp from you. You're absolutely soaked, Miss Y/Ln. This is turning you on, isn't it? Being bent over, helpless in your professor's grasp.“

„Turn around for me“

You do as you’re told and so she continues tracing the pen's tip along your slit, watching intently as you struggle to maintain composure.

„Mmm..." She moves the pen tip in small circles, watching with satisfaction as you squirm and whimper "Mrs Hahn knows exactly what you need... Don't hold back, sweetheart. Let me hear how much you want it." She presses just hard enough to make you gasp audibly.

As she leans in closer, her lips brush against your ear as she whispers, "That's it, let out those delicious little noises for me." Slowly sliding the pen tip downward, teasingly caressing you.

"Sit on the table,“ she commands.

As you lift yourself up, she hooks a finger under the hem of your underwear and pulls them down, exposing your bare bottom and the slick folds to the cool air of her office.

Her eyes darken with lust as she takes in the sight of you exposed before her. She circles the pen tip teasingly around your now exposed clit, making you shudder and moan softly.

The pen is still teasingly circling your most intimate area as you desperately try to grab her collar. She catches your wrist with her free hand, stopping you short. She looks at you with a stern expression, "Ah ah".

She pushes you forward, causing you to land on her desk, papers scattering everywhere.

Her eyes flash with authority as she looms over you, pinning your hands above your head with one hand. With the other, she brings her index and middle fingers to your mouth. "Open," she commands sternly.

Kathryn bites her lips slightly as she watches you comply. "Good girl”. While maintaining eye contact, she pushes her fingers deeper into your mouth "Get them nice and wet.“

Her pupils dilate with lust as she watches you eagerly suck her fingers. She withdraws her them and without a warning, she slides her wet fingers inside you.

“Fuck" you moan, gasping for air, your back arching.

Kathryns expression darkens. She stops. "Language Miss Y/Ln.“

”Professor Hahn I-„ you cry desperate for her to continue.

”Mmmm, is that supposed to be an apology?" Keeping your hands firmly placed on top of your head, she leans in closer.

„I‘m sorry Professor“

„For what?“

„Cursing“

„For cursing when I don‘t allow you to“

She reenters with a single hard thrust, her fingers stroking slowly in and out, curling just right.

She picks up the pace slightly, fingers pumping harder as she continues to fuck you slowly.

Kathryn is breathing heavy. Then she gives attention to your swollen clit, rolling it between her fingers as she continues to finger you and fuck you at a slow, deliberate pace.

The sound of your moan encourages her, hitting that spot that drives you wild. "Look at me,"

Her eyes lock onto yours, intense and commanding. "I want to see the pleasure on your face as I make you come undone. Don't you dare look away." She increases the pace, her fingers flying over your clit as she fucks you harder, deeper.

Feeling your walls start to flutter, she leans in close, her breath hot against your ear. "That's it, baby. Come for me.“ her raspy voice sending you over the edge.

She feels your inner walls clench around her fingers, your body tensing as the orgasm washes over you. She holds you close, her fingers still buried deep inside you, drawing out your orgasm. A triumphant smile plays on her lips as she watches you tremble.

Panting lightly, she pulls back.

As you recompose yourself you look around. Papers are scattered everywhere, across the desk and floor.

Kathryn sweeps her hand through her hair, eyes roaming over the papers strewn across the desk and floor. “I suppose we’ll have to revisit this at our next meeting.“

[lilbrainbigheartz]

Headcanons of Stu as your boyfriend💗

warning: slight mention of nsfw

-he is so boyfriend material (crying ,sobbing,throwing up)

-be prepared of him wanting your attention 24/7

I imagine him getting out of class and being like: "YAY Y/N time!!"

-Stu is not shy about affection in public. He’ll kiss you on the cheek in the middle of the cafeteria or yell, “That’s my baby!” if someone mentions your name.

-since his love language is physical touch, he won‘t miss out a chance to hug, cuddle and kiss you.

Lots of neck kisses (because he somehow has a thing for necks… *flashback of him creeping behind Randy and Billy eyeing their necks💀*)

He will pull you on his lap. You: "But there‘s enough space for two". Stu:"pffft- space? Who needs that?"

-Stu loves surprising you with little acts of affection, like sneaking up behind you to hug you or spinning you around unexpectedly. “Gotcha! You can’t escape my love, babe.”

-you won‘t be able to escape him.  Don‘t even try. He will do anything for you to give him atleast a hug everyday. "C‘mon just give me- just give me a hug! Babe!! Just give me a hug! Please!" While he suffocates you in his arms💀

-he‘s your biggest cheerleader. Got an answer right in class? Bro claps his hands and cheering for you as if you won an Oscar. "Yep! What my bae said! Everyone take notes!"

-everytime you talk that guy scans your face intently instead of really listening to you (also one of his flaws sometimes) He‘ll just either interrupt you with a kiss or brush your hair out of your face. “You’re so cute, it’s not even fair. How am I supposed to focus when you’re this adorable?”Your reaction depends on what you were telling him.

If you just told him about new date idea that could be fun for the two of you, you probably just laugh it off and demand him to listen now to you.

But if you told him about something you are upset about, he‘ll grimace a bit knowing he messed up-

Stu:"oh- shii, sorry babe! I swear I will listen now- give me a second chance please-"

-I think he will have his sassy moments sometimes. Probably when you guys have some rare small argument You:"Do you ever just stop being too much for just a second?" Stu:"No Y/N, if I did our relationship would be boring. You‘re welcome"

Just an honorable mention lololol-

-I don‘t think he is that jealous once you two are together.  But if he is, he just might say something like: "Oh yeah I know! My babe is that fine". And just stick out his fucking long tongue 😝

-he won‘t shut up about you. Seriously. For his friendgroup (especially Billy) he is ten times worse now. You have been absent in school or couldn‘t come to their hang out because you had something else to do? Sidney:"Y/N told me she was busy with-". Stu:"OH WHAT?! OH MY GOD! This can‘t be happening!" Tatum: "Thanks Sid, now he‘ll whine for the next hour."

-another honorable mention!

When it‘s halloween you two match your costumes <3 ABDVKSDJDJD- I also headcanon him loving xmas!  So imagine him holding up a mistletoe for a kiss everytime he gets the chance to do so! (Maybe or maybe not I will write xmas time headcanons for Stu ?😙)

-since it‘s lonely at his place because of his parents rarely being there (and where ever the f his supposed sister Leslie is) he will randomly stop at your home and crawl into your room through the window at random times like 3 AM. Just be ready for your lovely boyfriend to jump into your bed on top of you to cuddle you out

-he will also tease you with random nicknames. "Hey, Snugglemuffin!” “Stu, where did you even come up with that?” "Talent."

-Stu is Stu. He also can be inappropiate.  He would just go behind you and give you a little scare by grabbing your tits (if female) out of nowhere and just stick his tongue and disappear quickly back to his friendgroup again, leaving you confused. If male or female, he will also give you the most shameless and loudest ass slap making you physically startle 😭 

-or he‘ll make an inappropiate comment in front of everyone. Since it happened so often, you all were able to tell when he was ready to drop one. Stu:"wow hon, your new shirt looks so awesome but better on my flo-" Tatum and Sidney groan, Randy stops him with a "No." And Billy would literally get up and leave while saying "nope not doing that today.“

Or:

*eyes you like some 5 stars dinner meal and then just grins* "You‘re giving me quite the hard time to focus-". You choose if you like his comments or not (well I do- IT WAS JUST A DEMON SRY)

So yeah as I said Stu is just so boyfriend! <3

[softestqueeen]

I need a Stephen strange x reader! Where the reader is Tony starks daughter! Please!

but daddy i love him

pairing: stephen strange x fem!stark!reader

summary: Tony Stark – your father – finds out about your romantic relationship with the infamous Stephen Strange. How will he react to you dating someone who is almost 20 years older than you.

warnings: age gap (about 20 years), a little bit of fighting, spoiler: happy-ish end

wordcount: 954 words

a/n: hey @expensiveinnocentgurl, thank you sm for requesting something, i hope you like this!! finally getting to some requests on here! I will probably write all my open non cm requests, then continue writing for criminal minds. It’s probably my new addiction i fear (sorry not sorry) but now lean back and enjoy while i dive back into my marvel obsession.

The communal area was quiet, only a few team members were spending their free time here reading or watching TV. Your father calls for you, his voice on edge and he didn’t look too happy either. “Can I talk to you? Alone?“

You gulped at the tone. This definitely won‘t be a nice conversation about how your day went. For a second you were questioning what you could have done wrong. And then it dawned on you.

Face paling you though about your apparently not so secret relationship with the sorcerer supreme Stephen Strange. He is not just almost 20 years older than you but also a close friend of your fathers. You and Stephen met your relationship a secret, quietly testing out the waters if the two of you were even a good match.

And you were. The last few months were the happiest of your life. Stephe was the perfect boyfriend. Attentive to your needs, taking care of you in all the right ways and of course always the gentleman. Which is why the two of you had discussed about making it official to the team in about a month or so. You would maybe announce it at Christmas or New Years. Or you would just attend one of your dads’ famous parties together and let everybody be a witness to the PDA the two of you kept to yourselves so far.

But all your plans were chucked out the window when your father led you into his office. You knew exactly what he wanted to discuss one you saw you boyfriend in a chair in front of the big mahogany desk, an apologetic look on his face.

“Please, have a seat,“ your father proses it as a question, though you knew you had to obey his demand.

He takes his seat on the other side of the desk, while you sit next to Stephen.

“When did you think about telling me?” he asked the two of you, even though you know it was aimed more at you. The frown that is slowly appearing on his face is making him appear older than he actually is.

“Tell you what,” you tried to play dumb, even though all three of you knew why you were here. Tony was not having it.

“Are you kidding me? When did you two plan on telling me that you’ve been what? Going out? Seeing each other? Fucking? However, you want to call it,” he almost screamed at you.

“Calm down, Tony,” Stephen told the billionaire with a calm voice.

“Don’t you tell me to calm down when you’ve been with my daughter doing God knows what, behind my back. I want an explanation, and I want it now!”

Stephen reached over and took your hand in his shaking one. He let his fingers run over your knuckles – your father watching the interaction with a clenched jaw – before explaining.

“Tony, I deeply respect you and our friendship, but you have to understand. I am desperately in love with your daughter, and I have been for some time. I promise to take the best possible care of her. You and I both don’t want anything to happen to her. I promise she will have everything she could ever need and more. But you have to trust me in that,” you were fascinated with how calm Stephen stayed. You were a nervous wreck, thinking about all the ways Tony could sabotage your relationship.

“With all due respect Stephen, this is not about a mission or anything this is about my daughter. I know how you’ve been with women in the past and I do not want you to repeat this kind of behaviour with my daughter,” oh your dad was pissed.

“Dad, Stephen and I have been going out for a few months now and he has never treated me bad. Of all the partners I had he is the most attentive, caring, and loving person I have ever come across. We are well aware of the age cap, but it doesn’t matter to us. Don’t you see, we love each other,” you tried to reason with him. He was slowly cracking, and you all knew it. Tony’s eyes wandered to your now interlocked fingers again and you could see his face harden.

“I’m still not happy with this. And what do you mean a few months? How long exactly has this been going on?”

“Next week it would be six months.”

Tony now stood up from his chair and paced the room.

“We wanted to wait until we are ready, you did not. What do you want to do now, dad? You want to forbid me from being with him? Good luck, because I don’t intend to leave him anytime soon. I love him, he loves me. He treats me well and I’m really happy, dad. Shouldn’t that be all that matters?” Stephen squeezed your hand. He admired how you spoke up for him, as he knew how much you valued his opinion.

Tony sat down again, the expression on his face moving into something different, something more tired.

“You know I just want you to be happy, sweetpea. And if that is with a party trick magician then so be it. You are right, I have no right to interfere with this relationship. But you know, I’m worried about you. And Stephen, you hurt her I’ll kill you, is that clear?”

A smile now spread over your face and Stephen answered. “Of course, Stark. No need to worry.”

With that Tony dismissed you both. Even if this was not ideal, you were glad the cat was out of the bag now.

“Wait, how did he even find out?”

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[lolathestoryteller]

in case (April 24th prompt; Enchantment) @jilymicrofics

so…I wrote another letter, because they’re so angsty and I am in that kind of mood today…Lily‘s letter to Harry, written sometime before Halloween '81…

My darling Harry,

You can’t imagine how hard it is to write this letter. I have been trying to find the perfect words to make sure that, by the end of it, you‘d understand just how much I love you. Then I realized that no words could ever really hold that much power. I love you so much that not even the word love seems accurate enough.

I know, I’m being corny and it’s probably embarrassing you, but you know…I’m your Mum and so I’m afraid it’s my job to do that.

But seriously, Harry…I really want you to know that there isn’t anybody that stands a chance to rival how much I love you, how utterly and entirely enchanted I am every time you look at me or smile for me.

The moment I’ve first held you, you‘ve taken a hold of my heart. I knew the moment your tiny little fingers grasped mine that I would do absolutely anything to make sure you‘d be okay. Anything, Harry.

I hope you‘ll never have to read this letter, and I promise if we all make it out okay I’ll burn it to bits and you’ll never know it ever existed. But, I’m writing it anyways, just in case. In case I won‘t be there to tell you how much your Dad and I love you myself. In case I won‘t be able to hold your hand to take you to King‘s Cross…and squeeze you too tightly when we’ll have to say goodbye as you board the train to Hogwarts.

Whatever happens, the one thing I know is that you‘re already a wonderful person.

I’m so proud of you Harry. We both are.

I hope that, wherever you are right now and whatever obstacles you might have to face, you know just how loved you are. We’ll always be there, even though it might not seem that way. We’re always with you.

Please be safe, sweetheart. And remember, bravery sometimes means accepting help, instead of trying to take on the world alone. I‘ve learned that thanks to your Dad. I hope you’ll take my word for it, if nothing else, I can give you this advice.

You’ll do great, I know you will, but I’m crossing my fingers anyways, just in case.

And I promise that, wherever I might be, I’ll be watching over you, and cheer proudly for your every success!

With all my love,

Mum

sorry i know…so sappy ,:)

[struggling-author]

Imagine a spy x family au of clark Kent (Superman) as yor forger and Bruce Wayne as Loid

lmao that actually works surprisingly well!

I am tempted to make this for WonderBat but I will resist

So Bruce is still Batman in this universe, but the villain he is currently after is Ra‘s al Ghul, who never shows his face in public except for at the private school his grandson attends.

Since he is also still Bruce Wayne, getting in won‘t be a problem but well… he needs a kid for that, and unfortunately he is fresh out.

Luckily, on the day Ra‘s trail leads him to the school, he runs into reporter Clark Kent who is writing a piece on Eden College. As they talk, Clark mentions how his son Jon dreamt of getting into the school, but unfortunately he couldn’t afford it, so immediately a plan forms in Bruce‘s head. He and Clark will pretend to be married so he can use his Wayne money and influence to get Jon in. Clark of course refuses because he can’t ask that of someone he just met - though in that very moment his super senses pick up on something, Bruce has been followed (he’s not as careful in this Universe I guess, bear with me I need this for the story lol) and a sniper is about to shoot him. Clark reacts on instinct throwing himself at Bruce, pushing him out of the way, then takes his hand to run into an alleyway. Some shots hit Clark but he is unaffected and Bruce pretends not to notice. The sniper catches up to them from the roof above, so Clark knowing nothing else to do takes a pebble and throws it with just the right speed to knock him out without killing him (assume this is possible, Idk). His excuse is:

„I used to be pebble throwing champion at the eagle scouts, I have a badge to prove it“ (he actually does lol)

Bruce is not an idiot and doesn’t buy it, but he seizes the opportunity to say that now after Clark saved him he is in his debt, so he will help his son get into the school. Clark still tries to interject, but Bruce stops him by pulling a clip from his pocket (usually used for grappling lol) and grabbing his hands.

„I swear to you, for saving my life, I will do everything in my power to get your son into Eden College, and until my debt is paid, I will be your husband and this ring shall represent my promise.“ as he puts the clip on the finger of a very flustered Clark.

And so it happens that Clark and Jon move into Wayne Manor and Bruce gets Jon into Eden, where Jon meets Damian and they become immediate rivals.

Shenanigans ensue as Bruce tries to get Jon closer to Damian without being too obvious, while also trying to figure out wtf is up with his new husband and adopted son because they are clearly not human and very bad at hiding it. He gets struck by Loid Forger loveblindness though, so he never makes the connection to Superman (who he knows exists but has probably never met) and over time he starts caring less and less about it because he has always wanted a family and it feels so good after being alone all his life and he doesn’t wanna ruin it it’s just for the mission anyway and Clark is clearly too good a person to be a threat so it doesn’t matter. Or maybe he figures it out immediately and spends the rest of the story pretending to ignore the blatantly obvious ways in which Clark reveals himself and nodding at all his ridiculous excuses. (I might prefer this one tbh 😆)

There‘ll probably also be an arc where Bruce learns Damian is actually his biological son and has an emotional crisis.

Clark spends all his time badly hiding his identity, all the while never realizing his partner is actually Batman, despite him sneaking out every night and coming back with bruises (he knows that from his powers but he thinks it’s not his business what Bruce does in his private time, so he tries not to think about it)

So both still go on their superhero missions and if you want they can meet as heroes too and then you basically get Miraculous Ladybug lol

Maybe they also adopt Krypto for Jon.

Oh and I‘m imagining Lois died at some point when Jon was still very young, so him and Bruce really bond over that and Bruce remembers the reason for his mission, so that no child would ever have to lose their parents again (which gets complicated as he still fully plans to leave them once he has captured Ra‘s)

Franky is Alfred btw so Jon still gets a cool Uncle.

Maybe there is also a subplot where Clark spends his whole time fending off enemies trying to attack his completely normal civilian husband (how weird of them, right?) because the sniper managed to escape and leaked his identity. Luckily most his villains don’t believe such a ridiculous conspiracy theory (I mean spoiled billionaire Bruce Wayne as Batman? how laughable!) so only some local gangs come after him.

That’s all I got for now, feel free to add on lol and thanks for the ask.

[maxedes]

this is your formal warning that i probably won‘t be able to watch the race this weekend since i am on holiday in a place with no reception. the last time i didn‘t watch a full race was australia with a max dnf & carlos win (bc also holiday) & i missed the start of miami because i was at the cinema & by the time i got back landotd was in the lead. so strange things might happen this weekend.

[beep-beep-robin]

tw: meltdown, harmful stimming, slight internalized ableism below the cut

eddie‘s hellfire shirt‘s seen better days. the print is coming off, it‘s starting to smell old - even when wayne‘s finally succesfully forced eddie to take it off for a day so he can wash it.

the day eddie accepts that it‘s probably time to throw it away, he has a meltdown. he‘d been wearing this shirt for years now, not everyday, but almost. it‘s his one piece of clothing that he‘d always felt comfortable in, the only thing he could wear on bad days without feeling like he was gonna have to throw up.

so now he‘s sitting on his bed, wearing the shirt, rocking back and forth and pulling on his hair, trying to reason with himself - the shirt‘s old, he could make a new one, it‘s gross - but it‘s no use. his brain is in emergency mode.

he‘s so focused on his panic and anger at himself, that he doesn‘t hear the knock on the door before it opens. steve walks in, sees eddie in distress, and immediately drops to the floor to kneel in front of the bed, looking up at eddie with concern visible on his face.

steve asks what‘s happened, but eddie can‘t seem to find any words. he just points at his shirt, points out the print, fingers trembling, before his hand goes back to pulling at his hair.

somehow steve manages to understand and calm eddie down a bit. eddie is aware that steve‘s making empty promises, he won‘t be able to get him a shirt that‘s the same as the one he‘s wearing now. even if he buys the exact same shirt, eddie knows that it‘ll feel different to him because it‘s newer, from a different batch, just plain different. the print isn‘t the issue, because he can just pop that onto the shirt himself.

still, hearing steve talk to him in a calming voice, reassuring him that everything‘s going to be fine and that he will actively try to help eddie get the same shirt back, it helps. he calms down just enough to stop torturing his hair, looking at steve’s face properly now for the first time since he’d walked in. the thought that even though eddie just basically lost his mind in front of steve and is probably covered in snot and tears, the latter is still looking at him with pure relief, love (platonic. eddie’s not trying to get his hopes up even further) and something else eddie can’t interpret on his face, makes eddie’s heart flutter.

eddie‘s not the biggest fan of being touched during and after a meltdown, and steve knows that (they‘d been hanging out for a while, and steve‘s witnessed another meltdown just weeks before), so they just sit side by side on his bed after he‘s come down from it, the metalhead nursing the tea steve‘s made him.

eddie‘s positively shocked when steve shows up again the next day to hand him a hellfire shirt. by the smell eddie can tell it‘s probably gareth‘s, and eddie could kiss steve for the genius idea of retrieving one of the other shirts that he‘d bought for the original members of the hellfire club (maybe that’s not the only reason he‘d kiss him though but eddie‘s going to keep that to himself). it smells different, slightly like gareth and a bit like steve, but it feels the same and it‘s much less worn than eddie‘s, because gareth didn‘t live in it as much as eddie did in his, apparently.

the relief that washes over eddie is immense. for a second he doesn‘t even know what to say, so he just throws his arms around steve in absolute disbelief at having someone apart from his uncle in his life that cares so much about the stupid little things that upset him that he’d go to these lengths to fix them.

especially steve. eddie was pretty worried about scaring the ex jock off when he started unmasking around him, but their friendship (?) just grew even stronger and steve‘s turned into the one person he can always turn to when things go south.

releasing each other from the hug, steve squeezes the others shoulders and tells eddie to go put the shirt on, but the latter is still thinking about his first instinct from a few moments earlier. he thinks of the expression on steve‘s face that washes over it so often when he‘s looking at eddie, no matter what the other is doing.

he thinks of accidental touches of hands, knees brushing together, hugs that last longer than they normally should. thinks of how caring steve is, how accepted and loved he makes eddie feel.

his eyes flicker down to steve‘s lips, back up to his eyes, and apparently steve is right there with him because he asks eddie if he can kiss him - and there’s that look again. eddie just nods and then they‘re kissing and his brain is struggling to catch up with what just happened but for a moment everything‘s perfect and eddie‘s, once again, in disbelief.

when they break apart, there‘s nothing but steve, steve, steve and he barely catches it when the other says that he‘s really been wanting to do this for a while now.

and all eddie can say to that is yeah, me too.

[siddyyyyyyyy]

Batfam finding out Tim has a partner they didn't know? I'm talking like a year at most. 👀 He wasn't even trying to keep them in the dark, it just never came up(his words) and his partner, hilariously I imagine, gets along w damian well.

Since When?! Tim Drake x Reader

wc: 0.8 K summary: Batfam finds out Tim has a partner warnings: none, no y/n used a/n: have fun reading it, I tried my best to make it entertaining and not cringe at the same time. enjoy!!

Laying in Tim‘s arms after a stressful week always felt like heaven. It was safe and soft, wrapped up in his familiar scent and getting to hug and squeeze him as much as you want. Usually, you don‘t worry about some of his family members walking in on you two cuddling up on his bed, and neither did you today. It was as normal as ever. However, when you heard some sounds from downstairs you tensed up. Tim soothed you by rubbing your back and whispering some reassurance to you. Internally, Tim was panicking.

Nothing ever is happening around the Manor, so why would something be happening now? Bruce should be in the batcave or somewhere else, Alfred is minding his business and there shouldn‘t be anyone else in the house… unless someone decided to pay a surprise visit.

»Hey, Timmy!«

The door swings open and his eldest brother appears in the doorframe, making you tense again and freeze in your partners arms. Dick also freezes and realises that this is a private moment he just interrupted. A private and intimate moment between his younger brother and, most likely his partner.

He straightens up and clears his throat, still standing in the doorframe for some reason.

»Uh, Tim? I… I should get going, huh?«

An almost awkward chuckle leaves Dick before he quickly closes the door with a slam and makes his way downstairs in a new speed record.

All you can hear is a yell from outside and the heavy footsteps of his brother. It‘s muffled but you can still hear it from Tim‘s room.

And a moments later, there are more sounds and more yells, and screams errup from outside the room.

Embarrassed, you sit up and lean off of Tim, looking both confused and slightly scared.

»Was this your brother?«

»You are about to meet the rest of them.«

He mutters back and also sits up with a sigh. You watch him run his hand through his hand tiredly, assuming this will get more chaotic than it already is.

»Is this your date?!«

The door literally slams open again with more force this time and there stands a blonde haired girl, excitement and curiousity written all over her face and body language.

Tim cringes beside you, his ears growing increasingly more red.

»That‘s… my partner.«

He admits and rubs the back of his neck, revealing your relationship with him. The jaw of the girl goes slack and she runs away to probably collect the rest of the siblings.

Moments later, the room is packed with all his siblings and they are too curious for their own good. Some teasing questions drop but also more personal questions aimed at you. You try your best to answer them all and won‘t let anyone get left out on accident.

The most asked question was probably, »Since when are you two even together?« and, »Why didn‘t you tell me?!« aimed at Tim.

He really tried to step in and explain it all calmly, but they didn‘t let him. It was amusing, seeing them interrupting each other and talking over each other some times, as well as straight up ignorimg Tim and only focusing on you. All of his siblings are pretty unique in their own way, everyone seems to be alike but also completely different at the same time.

One sticked out in particular and it was the youngest of them all. Damian, you soon found out after Tim insulted him for asking an annoying question.

He seems to be chill. Genuinely.

Even when it seems like he and Tim have a rocky relationship, he doesn‘t seem to be all that bad. Just a little teasing, but that‘s it.

The visits from now on where a little more entertaining. Every time you entered the manor, someone else than Tim greeted you. Once it was Alfred, then it was Stephanie, before Damian seemed to be the regular person who greets you when you step inside.

Surprisingly for Tim, you two get along pretty well. Tim has a theory that Damian is pretending to be all nice and friendly with you just to piss him off even more. It would make sense, but you don‘t believe in it.

»I am telling you, he does it on purpose! He is never friendly to anyone else except Alfred. Hell, he can get hissy with him too, sometimes!«

»Yeah, I don‘t believe you. He seems like a normal kid to me.«

You shrug casually and it makes Tim even more exhausted. Just… why does it have to be Damian? You could be besties with Dick or even Jason, but Damian is just another level of disrespect.

»Just say you don‘t love me anymore...«

Tim grumbles back after a moment and turns away from you on the bed, his back facing you now.

»Wait— no, I didn‘t mean it like that— «

a/n: In short, I think he would be offended at first and just even more annoyed than before around the Batfamily,but it'll settle eventually. Slowly, but eventually.

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[yubellia]

Miraculous season 6

Did the writers write themselves into a corner?

Yeah, that’s a question we might wanna discuss. Why? Let me tell you.

In the episode Timetagger, we were introduced to a lot of stuff.

First, the rabbit miraculous and the concept of time traveling.

We also learned that the show would not be over, after Gabriel got defeated. That’s already confirmed.

They ‚hinted‘ that Lila would be the new Hawk Moth. That too is already confirmed and happened by the end of season 5.

We learned that Ladybug would have a team of miraculous users behind her and apparently, they have to be active, even after reaching adulthood. Alix was already in her 20‘s after all.

So… where is there a problem? Easy.

If we assume that it is still Lila, now Cerise, being Hawk Moth when they are all adults, how will the writers keep this interesting?

Don‘t get me wrong! With the miraculous London special, they started out very strong! Cerise had won first try! But like I said before, since adult and granny Bunnix both knew about this, we can be sure that it was supposed to happen and it was supposed to fail. Meaning….. there was no real danger to begin with even if it was very close.

Which is why I hope that Cerise will use all the knowledge she got in her notebook against ladybug and Marinette. She didn’t just write down the name of ladybug. Stuff about Nathalie, Miss tsurugi. She got blackmail material on a lot of people. Not to mention the fact that ladybug lies to everyone.

There has to be some real danger. A real problem to keep things interesting. I mean Gabriel got pretty much all the miraculous. But it was still Gabriel at the end so…. He still failed despite getting close sometimes.

In the past, Marinette almost got akumatized multiple times. It was always thanks to good luck or this one time Chat Noir talking her out of it, that it didn’t happen.

Which is also why I….. am part of the group of people who hope, that ‚Lady Chaos‘ will be the episode were it finally happens. Many people pointed out how the exciting stuff always seems to happen in episode number 22. so fingers crossed.

However, the problem for me is, that Marinette seems to have too much plot armor. She didn’t get akumatized once despite being close. Adrien was akumatized twice (the times I remember). If I am forgetting one incident, I am sorry but the two times I remember, either bunnix or sass had to step in. Even if something goes really wrong Bunnix can come in and save the day. The time travel thing is too powerful.

But remember, as long as it’s part of the timeline, she won‘t stop it. She even pointed out how fighting Gabriel like this wasn’t smart at all. But she didn’t stop it.

Which means, every time bunnix shows up, we can be sure that something didn’t go as planned. And if she doesn’t, it’s part of the plan and the issue might be fixed soon.

See my problem? Because of time traveling, the excitement is almost completely gone.

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You probably noticed how I am a lot more active now. Well, work isn’t as tiring now thanks to Christmas being close and I wanted to get stuff I think about out of my head.

My next post will be about Adrien and the writing decisions at the end season 5. see you soon!

[coffeefromvoid]

For my non german moots who see me freaking the fuck out bc of the federal elections yesterday, here are the results (not all votes have been counted but it wouldn’t make much of a difference anymore) From the official Bundestag website

Also i have no idea why the FDP is marked. TwT

On top we have CDU, aka the right wing conservative ��Christian“ party. There is little Christianity i see in there. Technically they are centrists, but they haven’t done anything centrist in a while. Especially future Bundeskanzler Friedrich Merz. I personally hate him, as he voted against rape in marriage being seen as rape, and „sadly“ had to join with the AfD to hypothetically pass a really racist migration law.

Speaking of, the AfD, the second highest party on that list, is literally a nazi party. I am not joking nor exaggerating. It’s so bad actually. And it’s disgusting and disturbing that they are so strong. I am speechless and angry.

Some good news are that there PROBABLY won‘t be a Koalition of CDU/AfD bc not everybody in the CDU would agree with that AND it would cause so much outrage in the public a Revolution might happen 😭😭 (my personal theory)

Some other good news are that the FDP, the party who is responsible for these early elections bc they practically broke the previous Koalition, and the BSW, a party named after an ex-Leftist who is uhm. Questionable and plain bad and pro-Russia — these two ARE NOT in the Bundestag!!!! Small victories!! As they didn’t manage more than 5% of voters.

AND THE LAST SMALL VICTORY IS: DIE LINKE, AKA, THE LEFTIST PARTY HAS OVER 8%!!!! This is hugee for them! Especially bc they do very good opposition work in parliament.

But basically, the next four years will be very difficult, slow, bereacracy-filled, and probably a bit upsetting- which probably will make people even MORE frustrated which might make the AfD, The fucking Nazis. More popular. So i hope and pray with every fibre of my being that that won’t happen please.

So thats german politics rn. Uhm. Have fun??

[consult-sherlockholmes]

Hypothetical question: would you let John leave you and get married to someone else if you thought that‘s what he wanted? Even if it broke your heart and you would probably live the rest of your life alone and in pain, longing for something you‘ll never have? (You can answer honestly, I won‘t tell John.)

Did you miss the 18th of May 2014? Very hypothetical, of course. Not that anything like that already happened before. Not at all. Not that there is already a clear answer to that question based on past events.

[silverysnake]

button tutorial (bc some people on this post said they also want a button like the one i made)

there‘s two options:

option 1: you already have a button lying around that you don‘t use anymore and are willing to sacrifice for this

option 2: you don‘t have a button. in that case you can use a bottle cap (like from a soda or beer bottle) and a safety pin. you can follow the same steps and then glue the safety pin to the back. i used the same fabric glue as i used for the button itself but if you want to speed everything up i would recommend hot glue bc the fabric glue needs a few hours to dry.

*i added a picture of how i placed the safety pin at the end

1. the first thing i do is putting a layer of acrylic paint on it. acrylic paint bc it ‚sticks’ well on even materials and usually covers very well (maybe not white or yellow but you probably get what i mean). i would also recommend using a big brush to get the layer as smooth as possible bc it makes drawing things on top easier. the coat of paint needs to dry completely before you can do the next step, i usually wait a few hours to make sure it‘s fully dry but it doesn‘t actually take THAT long for acrylic paint to dry

2. when the paint is dry i sketch on the design with a soft pencil that is not too sharp, i used a 4b but honestly the softer the better. also don’t put too much pressure even if you use a very soft pencil bc if you press too hard you will just scratch the paint off again (happened to me, it‘s not fun) (you can also skip this step but i like putting a rough sketch on first)

3. i use acrylic marker to properly draw on the design but you can also use regular acrylic paint and a very thin brush or other thin markers, they just need to draw on the paint and cover it properly, whatever you have. also let this dry properly, i usually let it lie for a few hours to make sure i don‘t mess anything up bc it‘s not properly dry yet.

4. to seal it off against rain and scratches and stuff i put waterproof glue on it. i personally use fabric glue but i think any glue that‘s transparent (at least once it‘s dry) and not dissolvable by water should work. i just put a bit on it and spread it out with a tissue, then let it dry. you can also use the glue to get some texture on the buttons, but it shouldn’t be too thick bc then the light might reflect on it too much making the design harder to see (i‘m gonna put another button as an example for that at the bottom). you can also skip this step but i would recommend it so the paint can‘t be damaged, especially when the paint isn‘t waterproof itself

* for option 2: i left the safety pin open bc it made it easier to position and to make sure that no glue gets into the moving parts (that‘s important bc otherwise you won‘t be able to open and close it). just put enough in so the bottom of the safety pin is covered completely and then let it sit till it‘s dry.

here‘s some other buttons i made :) the left has some texture on it like i mentioned above

that‘s all, the concept is pretty easy overall and i hope i explained it in an understandable way. if you have any questions feel free to just ask me and i‘ll try to help :)

[that-green-haired-swordsman]

Honestly my brain was racing yesterday after seeing the reveal of Zoro‘s bloodline. Instead of making Zoro‘s lineage to the Shimotsuki clan the subject during the actual Wano arc, Oda decided to reveal zoro‘s linkage to the Shimotsukis only in the SBS 105, but you would assume that a character like Zoro, who is immensely popular among the fans would get a proper reveal or arc like many other of the straw hat pirates. But instead, Oda handles this subject of Zoro‘s bloodline like he handled so many other questions he received during all those years. It‘s not that Zoro being related to the Shimotsuki clan is such a big surprise, right? Oda has been dropping hints left and right, and it’s also common knowledge that Ryuma was kind of like Oda’s first ever created character in the One Piece universe (iirc) who was basically the model for the Zoro character. Of course it's a bit wild to just relate everything samurai to Zoro, but that just underlines that Zoro is being a part of the samurai order and closely related to it.

What we don't know is how old the question about his family actually is, we also don’t know why Oda or his editorial team decided to answer this question by the time they did. I like to think that all of this timing happened for a reason bc Zoro being a Shimotsuki descendant isn’t the big surprise here - it's his mother that causes some questions. Oda revealed that his mother was the daughter of a criminal. It would be interesting to know if we've already seen her father, if we will ever get to know him and if this criminal is important to the story.

As for his father Roronoa Arashi, what Oda told us that he also was a swordsman and maybe he inspired Zoro to be a swordsman as well. Why Arashi would be involved with fighting against pirates is another interesting subject. It kind of serves my personal headcanon I’ve been having for years that Zoro became a pirate hunter because his family was attacked and / or killed by pirates. (I wonder what happened to Arashi’s sword after he died?) It would also fit to my headcanon in terms of Zoro’s motif to become stronger, as we’ve seen him practically storming into the Dojo of Shimotsuki village, yelling „who wants to fight me?“ and then challenging the other combatants. Becoming stronger has been Zoro‘s main motivation since he was a child and I’ve always been wondering why that is, assuming it must have something to do with his parents or their destinies/ fate. My headcanon was that he was present when his parents got attacked by said pirates, but he was too small and too weak to do something against them and could only hide and witness how his parents were killed and so he decided two hunt pirates to avenge his parents, and because he hasn’t been strong enough to protect his parents or his mother, it became his ultimate goal to become the strongest person known to man so he would never lose someone because of his personal weakness ever again.

Would also be interesting to know when his parents died, how old he was. What his relationship was to them. What happened to him after his parents died. Where he has been grown up. If he had to provide for his own. Or if he had a place to go to. I always assumed that Koushiro was kind of a father figure to Zoro in his early years just as Mihawk probably was when Zoro stranded on Kuraigana Island.

Zoro being of Shimotsuki heritage probably won‘t be revealed during the actual One Piece manga, and I’m not even sure how Zoro would find out about this as he has left Wano without anyone recognizing him, of course, and none of the citizens could have provided him with this information. The only other person around I can imagine to have knowledge about Zoro‘s lineage with the Shimotsuki clan would be Shimotsuki Koushiro, whose father was the brother of Zoro‘s grandmother if I’m correct? Which would result in Koushiro being Zoro’s great uncle and Kuina his second cousin?? (wow) If Koushiro knows about Zoro’s heritage, there has to be a reason why he (or Zoro’s parents) never informed Zoro about this since Zoro seems to be completely unaware of this, which Oda confirms. You would assume that the Shimotsukis would be closely connected to each other and know the families of one another. But Zoro not only seems to be unaware of being partly a Shimotsuki, he also seems to be unaware that he is distantly related to both Koushiro and of course Kuina.

Probably the most interesting reveal about the Zorro lineage is Kuina‘s mother who Oda didn’t even tell us her name. My guess is that either she plays a bigger role in the future or is simply unimportant enough that Oda couldn’t even be bothered to think of a name for her. 🙈

Personally, I would like to prefer if Tashigi was not Shimotsuki as well, but given that there are still like 15 Shimotsukis who left Shimotsuki village and went somewhere else, I do consider it to be a possibility. Plus she’s a swordswoman. I would prefer that they wouldn’t be related as well, not only for shipping reasons (😅) but given her resemblance to Kuina, I’m practically waiting for that reveal. It would be nice for Zoro though if he would meet another member of his family (even if distant) since he's one of the straw hat pirates with no close or distant relatives or adopted family at all. (except for Koushiro) As for the other Shimotsukis on Wano, we can’t safely assume that they’re related with Zoro. I’m also not sure how those clans work, if sharing a clan name means that everyone is related in some way or if they’re not and just sharing the clan’s name?

So far, Zoro‘s theme is all about loneliness and that he had to care for himself and to live on his own, that he doesn’t want to form bonds with anyone out of fear of losing them, it‘s what he's used to and who he is and how he decided to live like after losing Kuina, until he met Luffy and the others in the „found family“ way that he did, but personally I like the idea that Zoro found this new new family with the Straw Hat pirates and therefore wouldn't be alone any more, no matter how the crew will proceed endgame. Like „So far away, but always close“. I do think, though, that there has to be a reason why Zoro and Tashigi run into each other when they do, and I’d like to think that it‘s some kind of destiny (also Zoro’s theme) we don't know about yet that connects them and that they are unaware of as of now, a connection that is going to unfold as the story goes on and we are closer to reach the final arc. I plan to make another post on Zoro‘s and Tashi‘s relationship and their connection, just wanted to add my two cents to the Zoro bloodline being revealed, hoping it’s not toooo confusing lol.

I have to admit that I’m kind of salty that Oda chose to tell us about Zoro’s family in an SBS instead of doing it in the actual storyline, because this way we will never get to see Zoro‘s reaction to everything of it, we will never hear him talk about his parents and how he had to live as a child (or will he?), although personally I’m convinced that it’s nothing he would ever talk about on screen, not even to his friends from the mugiwara pirates and I‘m not even sure if any of them, not even Luffy, knows about Kuina and the promise he made to her. I can imagine that Zoro dodges each personal question and there’s not willing to talk about his past, either because of trauma that he has not been able to solve or because he doesn’t want people to be worried about him. That way, Zoro will remain the mysterious person he's always been, I guess it’s just Oda’s move to show us that it’s not important where he came from or what he has been through, it’s important where he is now and where he is going to be.

Doesn’t exactly help my personal feeling that the reveal of zoro‘s lineage does kind of feel cast aside in order to reveal this for the sake of it being revealed at all. I think also that Oda doesn't have neither the time nor the opportunity to introduce Zoro‘s family via the storyline, but he still wanted to share this information so I guess giving us Zoro’s origin family via SBS is better they're not giving it us at all (why did it take you so long though Oda why). Maybe Oda’s only intend just was to show us that Zoro absolutely has no idea of his Shimotsuki lineage. Doesn’t change that he was and ever will be a Roronoa, not carrying or passing on the Shimotsuki name. Also RIP to my headcanon that he had a fake name to hide his true lineage and the name Roronoa Zoro was just made up lol (which he didn’t know about either)

Also Pinzoro. WHAT A NAME

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that sounds like a shit situation ❤️❤️ i don‘t think you‘re unlikeable though. it can be tough to keep in contact with people, and i think it‘s gotten harder over the last couple years for everyone (don‘t mean to minimize your specific situation). i think it could just be shit luck, but if it isn‘t, i don‘t think the problem lies deep within you or anything. i know it can feel like that though. there‘s nothing wrong with you as a person, you‘re not somehow fucked up. you‘re fine, i promise. people who talk like that (“you’re unlikeable”) are just mean because for some reason they either don‘t want to be better or they just don‘t know how to. either way, it doesn‘t sound like they put a lot of effort into building that opinion, so personally, i would dismiss it (i know that can be really hard to do though). it’s not exactly constructive. it sounds like plain petty and bitter bullshit tbh lol.

even though i found some friends for life during school, after moving away from each other, it‘s been hard to keep in touch. two of them are just dogshit at texting lmao, and one is great but doesn‘t have much time for actually substantial contact, like phone calls or visits. what i‘ve found to be integral is all of it, sadly lmao. it‘s rly hard when life is happening for everyone and bigger projects take up time and energy, it‘s been a struggle to trust that we‘re still friends despite little active friendship happening, but it‘s worth it. i don‘t know anything about your specific situation, but open communication is always a banger. if you have people you want to keep in your life, you gotta tell em. again, i don‘t know if you have and it just wasn‘t mutual. i just wanna help somehow because you seem hurt and i know that and it sucks but it‘s hard to go off of so little info. anyway. baring your soul be scary as hell but everyone has one, and usually being brave enough to do it first makes people feel safe to do it back. i recommend trying it. i also highly recommend not declaring a friendship / any relationship lost because of a potentially temporary loss of contact. people withdraw from their social circles all the time bc something in their life is stressing them out, and a lot of the time people aren‘t opposed to contact with someone, they just don‘t know how to approach them because maybe they thought they‘re sending signals that they‘re not that interested, or they‘re just plain anxious. shy. if you want a relationship to grow and develop and become stronger, if you want to build a bond, i recommend getting into the habit of making the first step. i KNOW that can be really hard lmao, the first time i tried to meaningfully reach out to someone i wasn‘t already close with it took me literal months lmfao. but i did it! and you can do it too. you really absolutely can.

idk. i think the most important thing is to be openly affectionate and let people know, even just in small ways! in can be said so so casually, you can just mention that sitting down for coffee or smth is such a nice calm moment in your otherwise busy day. or customize that to fit you however you want! just let people know that it‘s fun to spend time with them. they‘re probably just as shy and insecure as you. just small things to make them feel valuable and appreciated, so that they can understand that they really are, yknow? basically just— everything you‘d want them to do for you, you gotta do for them! and they‘ll likely happily return the favor :‘) if not, that‘s tough, but you guys not being a match doesn‘t mean other people won‘t be!

i find it hard to make new friends too. i moved away from my school friends and sttttruuuuggglllleeed for a while to make new friends here, i‘m just coming out of a shit shit fucking shit period in my life so i still don‘t have any, despite having talked with and sort of started the process of building a friendship with a few. nothing lasted for me either, and i thought it was because there‘s something wrong with me too. that‘s bullshit though, for me as for you, and i gotta try again and be calm and trust that it‘s gonna work eventually, because people do want to be friends, and if you can manage not to make yourself crazy with worry about it, then it‘s just gonna go along rather smoothly and just be fun.

i hope you can believe that, but i know i would have found it hard a year ago. it‘s true though. it could be that you‘re a rarer personality hehe, i still feel like that myself lol. but that doesn‘t mean you won‘t find your people. and if you meet someone you like, i hope you can have the courage to take the first step whenever it‘s needed. if you start like that, they‘ll likely follow and take the first step towards you when you can‘t :‘)

people generally like friendship and want to make friends. you‘re not any less suited for the job than anybody else. it takes a bit of effort though, sometimes a lot. but you can do it :‘)

i hope you feel better soon, and i really hope this isn‘t preachy and obnoxious. :|

Hey, thanks for the message. I'm sorry to hear you struggle with finding your people. But even if it's hard, I'm happy to hear that you still have someone you keep in touch with. Also, I think you're really amazing being so active in building relationships, hope it turns into something great for you one day and you find many valuable friendships. You sound like really cool, smart person ❤️

You're very kind but I think my situation really is my fault. I try, but I believe I'm just tiresome after a while. Besides, even when I do my best to communicate clearly (I really do) it seems I always end up saying or doing something wrong. I guess the braver people choose to look past my weirdness but at some point they realise it's not worth it. And I'm not saying that to sound quirky, it's just that when people constantly look at you like you're a different species and tell you you're weird you start to notice you're the odd one out xD I really don't expect people to always be there for me, I just hope for some conversation from time to time, some texting, nothing more. (And I think unless something really serious is going on in your life you can find time to answer a text from someone you say you like/see as a friend.) I really admire you for reaching out to others just like that, I always have a feeling I'm a bother. It doesn't help that initial small talk is extremely hard form me, it takes a lot of energy and brain power from me Anyway, at this point I think I'm the one who doesn't want to make friends anymore. I already gave up on trying to do that irl, it's like "level impossible" because apart from horrible personality I'm additionally very visually unappealing xD But in general, I think it would be safer to not expect anything from anyone. It's always like "hey, maybe they really do enjoy talking to me" and then it's like "nope, never mind, you really do suck". I don't need that reminder every couple years xD I'm old and tired. Anyway, don't worry, I'll be fine. I just haven't got enough sleep and I've been stressed lately, that's why I'm whining. I know I shouldn't do that on social media but here we go lol. Hugs for you!