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My top 10 couples

I usually always post about my favorites, but today I also want to talk about 9 other couples that are always in my heart:

10. Sansa and Sandor (Game of Thrones)

From what I remember of the books (in which their age difference is much less accentuated, it should be 10/15 years) I really liked the two of them, with Sansa who was scared but then understood that he was a good person deep down and with Sandor who fell in love with the innocence and hope of this little girl.

9. Jo March and Friedrich Bhaer (Little Women)

Here too I don't remember much from the book but in the film I definitely loved them together, Jo so stubborn and bold and Friedrich calm but very honest and clear. Also here we have the age difference!

8. Elizabeth Bennet and Fitzwilliam Darcy (Pride and Prejudice)

This is the quintessential enemies to lovers and since this is my favorite trope I couldn't help but fall in love with them, I also have a soft spot for Mr Darcy because we are very similar in character and I empathize with them a lot.

7. Alina Starkov and Aleksander Morozova/The Darkling (Shadow and Bone)

What can I say, big age difference, enemies for lovers, impossible love... could I let them get away? Of course not! I wanted them together, period.

6. Penelope Featherington/Lady Whistledown and Colin Bridgerton (Romancing Mr Bridgerton/Bridgerton season 3)

I don't usually like friends-in-love, but these two made me change my mind (maybe because I love her too much). They're so high in the ranking because I wasn't crazy about the second part of their season, I liked Penelope's answers to Colin in the book more. Anyway, credit to them for making me change my mind about the friends-in-love trope.

5. Katniss Evergreen and Peeta Mellark (Hunger Games)

I don't know if I would call them friends or lovers, I just know that I didn't root for Gale for a second. Katniss and Peeta are perfect together, two survivors with profoundly different characters but united by a common moral. She is colder and more direct, he is kinder and more generous, but both are strong, brave and altruistic. A wonderful couple!

4. Scarlett O'Hara and Rhett Butler (Gone with the Wind)

Age difference, difficult characters, both stubborn, direct, mean and cunning. A perfect couple even though she realizes it too late, their push and pull is so funny and the ending so out of the ordinary for the time and a novel partly of love that will satisfy those who love plot twists.

3. Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald (Harry Potter saga/Fantastic Beasts saga)

Enemies for lovers, two complex and multifaceted characters, a tragically divided couple who find themselves rivals after a sparkling start. An overwhelming and painful love that moves you when you think about how Grindelwald protected Dumbledore's tomb from Voldemort. They deserved more (and so do we fans of the films).

3. Seong Gi-hun and Hwang In-ho (Squid Game)

Yes, there is nothing confirmed, but I refuse to think that two people who look at each other like that are not in love with each other! Here too we have an enemy for lovers of the tastiest, with the addition that our hero does not even know that the other is the sworn enemy. What can I say, I loved every second of them!

1. Bellatrix Black and Tom Marvolo Riddle/Lord Voldemort (Harry Potter saga)

The unexpected couple in first place. Age difference, opposite social classes, complementary characters and shared passions. The desire to create the world they want and the courage to do any wickedness for each other. This is true love and I don't want to hear anything against it!

Looking at the rankings I would say there is still hope for me but not a lot considering the top 3🤣🤣🤣🤣!

[shiveringfrogspawn]

don't mind me! just crying in the corner because the paper i'm writing on fictional female role models is giving me hope for future generations. yeah, i'm overjoyed people have created such awesome examples for young girls to follow. characters that the audience feels seen & represented by. yeah, it just got to me a little bit.

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😂 I did not have Scarlett Johansson on my Bingo card 🤣

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Pas de soucis, tu peux râler sans problèmes ici!

L'artbook sort le 18 - vendredi prochain! Et normalement, si Amazon ne me fait pas défaut, je pourrais l'avoir entre lundi et mercredi.

Il y avait une version collector avec une image plus détaillée (avec tous les personnages!) aussi disponible, mais comme elle n'est pas à la vente sur Amazon, ben... je l'ai pas prise lol

Ah ça reddit... Je pense que ça dépend des sous et je ne veux pas trop catégoriser les utilisateurs, puisqu'au final je pense que chaque "sous" a un public dédié, mais parfois c'est vraiment le 18-25 de JVC, avec encore plus de personnes lamentables

(je crois qu'un type m'a dit que je ne devais pas être considéré comme un être humain parce que j'avais osé suggérer que rendre les tests de paternité systématiques à chaque naissance c'était une dépense inutile pour la sécu juste faite pour flatter l'ego de certains messieurs qui n'ont pas envie de passer par la case judiciaire s'ils ont vraiment un doute sur "leur" bébé. J'ai bien rigolé hahaha.)

Et c'est marrant parce que pour Unicorn Overlord, il y a tellement de personnes, en tous cas de le fandom Fire Emblem, qui ont chié sur le dernier opus de la série (Engage) en utilisant des arguments foireux comme du "évidemment l'avatar est aimé de tout le monde les persos n'ont pas de profondeur et sont obligés de l'adorer" en se gargarisant sur UO - alors que ce n'est pas le même de jeu/genre de jeu/type, mais ils voulaient juste faire une comparaison foireuse - et au final, je suppose qu'on retrouve ces mêmes personnes faire du "self insert" avec Alain, et des tiers lists de waifu, mais attention, si tu leur dis que leur intérêt du jeu est simplement basé sur les éléments empruntés aux "dating sims", ils vont s'offusquer et râler :)

Les commentaires c'est vraiment du... enfin, tu en as fais la douloureuse expérience, mais je pense que ce qui m'a le plus emmerdé c'est les posts/commentaires essayant d'expliquer pourquoi Rosalinde est trop bien, et en gros, on reprend les vieux clichés de "ouah une elfe chocolat c'est génial je l'ai waifu-é direct!" enfin, merde quoi, il n'y a que moi que ça choque ces qualificatifs des années 50s ou c'est encore une autre bizarrerie culturelle outre-atlantique (je ne sais pas quelle est la nationalité majoritaires des personnes qui postent dans ce sous, mais si c'est la même chose que pour les sous de Fire Emblem, l'Oncle Sam est majoritaire!) qui fait que ce genre de "désignation" est mieux acceptée qu'ici...

Je pense qu'on se rejoint là-dessus, le côté harem/dating sim des jeux de stratégie est franchement chiant, surtout quand il prend le pas sur l'écriture et la caractérisation des personnages - au moins dans UO ce n'est pas systématique, Ummels (et Raenys? Ou je les confonds?) même si elle reçoit l'anneau, retourne auprès de Scarlett. Pareil pour Berengeria, mais quand ça existe je trouve ça franchement moche, shipping googles ou pas, on ne m'enlèvera pas l'idée que le couple entre Alain et Virginia est typiquement écrit, fait et pensé juste parce qu'il faut qu'Alain puisse se mettre en couple/donner son anneau à tout le monde! - mais alors quand en plus le fandom (surtout redshit) ne se focalise que sur l'aspect harem pour ensuite s'autocongratuler sur le "oui mais j'aime ce jeu tu vois il est tactique et il y a de bons persos" alors que justement, il ne discute que très peu des persos, c'est franchement bof.

Je ne sais pas si tu as tenté de lire des fics, mais il y en a pas mal en mode "Alain et son harem" alors que bon, je pense qu'il y a matière à faire autre chose, même si au final les gens écrivent ce qu'ils veulent et si je ne suis pas contente, ben j'ai qu'à écrire lol.

A vrai dire, c'est mon premier jeu Vanillaware et c'est vrai que le design "boing boing" m'a vraiment rebutée au début - je me suis mise à y penser de façon ridicule et ça m'a permis de tenir, mais enfin c'est vrai qu'en tant que joueuse, je sais que ce genre de choses n'est pas pour moi et je me demande bien pourquoi VW a besoin de faire appel à ce genre d'artifices alors que leur design/sprite art est franchement très beau et très détaillé.

Est-ce que c'est fait pour attirer les afficionados de la main droite? J'en sais rien, mais c'est vrai que ça m'attriste un peu, parce que pour pouvoir jouer à ce jeu, ben il faut quand même avaler certaines couleuvres qui ont de plus en plus de mal à passer.

C'est aussi pour ça que j'ai pris l'artbook puisque apparemment, il y aura aussi des designs et illustrations des personnages dans leur, selon Google Trad "private clothes", et j'ose espérer qu'on ne parle pas de slips, mais de vêtements de la vie "civile" et non les armures qu'on voit lorsqu'on utilise les unités - comme l'illustration de couverture (Railanor a des vêtements! Morard porte une tunique assez large pour ne plus se balader torse nu! Melisandre porte une robe longue!) - comme petit lot de consolation en mode, s'il faut mettre des fesses et des seins qui rebondissent pour titiller les joueurs, au moins les développeurs ont envisagé que ces personnages peuvent mettre des vêtements dans la vie "civile" qui n'est, certes, pas celle du jeu, mais enfin, que - je sais que j'en parle beaucoup mais c'est la seule perso féminin dans sa classe - Railanor est peut être pensée comme étant quelque chose d'autre qu'une paire de seins.

Après je ne me leurre pas, ces designs (jambes à l'air!) attirent un certain public et vendent, à tel point que maintenant, c'est devenu mainstream.

Je jouais jusqu'à peu à Fire Emblem Heroes, et franchement même les lancières elfes sont plus "modestes" que certaines unités qui sortent de ce jeu, donc je pense que j'y suis, malheureusement, habituée.

Pour le fanservice, je suppose que pour les personnes attirées par les hommes il y Alain qui se balade sans manches - le kink aisselles n'est pas mon truc mais à ce qu'il parait ça attire certaines personnes? - et les mercenaires/landskenecht (Magellan et Jeremy quoi) qui ont des gros bras avec des gros muscles pour ceux/celles que ça intéresse, mais on est absolument pas au niveau de Scarlett qui a des jiggle physics digne du flan de mes 5 ans, de Berengeria qui ne met pas de culotte et le fait savoir (même dans la couverture de l'artbook il y a un plan sur ses fesses enfin merde quoi :() et les bottes à talons cuirassées de Virginia/Ilénia.

Si je peux faire une comparaison, c'est un peu comme aller dans un restaurant connu pour ses hamburgers, en commander un et juste manger des frites - sûr elles sont bonne, mais enfin, la pub et le restaurant, à la base, c'est pour les burgers.

Donc même si je trouve le "sprite work" très beau et les designs de paysage ou, en général, les éléments en 2D supers, ben à la fin, ce ne sont que des frites puisque l'élément d'appel principal du produit, ben ça reste Yahna et qui se déhanche ou Scarlett qui rebondit à chaque action.

Et c'est super chiant, parce que Miriam/Monica, Chloé, les prêtresses, Hilda et Frau ont montré qu'ils peuvent faire des designs sans utiliser leur main droite, et ça reste quelque chose de très réussi, mais à côté de ça on a encore les lancières elfes, le speedo des jumelles elfiques, Dyna qui ne porte, ben, pas grand chose, Yunifee qui flashe son derrière, Berengeriat et "l'armure string" ou encore la robe avec "fente sur le côté" de Virginia/Ilénia qui ne sert, à mon sens, qu'à se poser la question "culotte ou pas culotte". Et quand tu compares ça au design des unités masculines, surtout pour les lanciers elfes c'est...

Enfin bref.

Est-ce que c'est l'aspect dating sim qui a poussé les développeurs à faire de tels designs, ou est-ce que, justement, ce sont les designs qui ont poussé à intégrer un aspect "dating sim", j'en sais rien, mais au final, je reste persuadée que ces questions de fanservice/design de personnages sont avant tout liées au public qui est visé par le jeu en question - même si je pense qu'en 2024, il est possible de développer un jeu de stratégie qui pourra être acheté par des jeunes gens (ou moins jeunes!) avec un spritework aussi détaillé que UO, sans absolument développer ce jeu à l'attention d'hommes en mal de galipettes.

[gorochuva]

HSR Incorrect Quotes except it spoils one of my WIPs

March: I’m a lesbiab.

March: Lesbiam.

March: Less bien?

March: Girls!

Riot: It’s okay, take your time.

[sophiecountsclouds]

March Reading Wrap Up!

Hello! I really thought I’d be able to slowly increase how much I’m reading this year, but so far it’s been downhill in terms of numbers of books! In January I read 5 books, in February I managed 4 (though some of my wrap ups said 5 cos I was really optimistic) and in March I’ve only managed to read 3 books! Granted, when I look at the number of pages read, I’ve read nearly as much as I read in…

[books-in-a-storm]

Currently Reading 💛

Villainous Hearts, Semester 3 & My Cat Is The Antichrist

[loverofwomenswrongs]

Chapters: 1/31 Fandom: Black Widow (Movie 2021), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Little Women (2019 Movie - Gerwig) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Florence Pugh x OC, Florence Pugh/original female character, Florence Pugh x female!oc Characters: Florence Pugh, Elizabeth Olsen, Scarlett Johansson, Valerie Vivian, Astrid Jones Additional Tags: Florence Pugh, Original Character, Lesbian, Bisexual, i love Florence Pugh, it's not very good, I tried though, there is smut, Short Chapters, thinking about editing them, there is angst, not very long, scarlett johansson, Elizabeth Olsen, yelena belova my beloved Summary:

A normal girl. An Instagram post. A giveaway. A Marvel giveaway. And a massive luck.

[whatsheread]

Not your traditional Beauty and the Beast retelling

Mountains Made of Glass is the first book in Scarlett St. Clair’s newest series, Fairy Tale Retelling. As the series title lets you know, it is all about fairy tales but with Ms. St. Clair’s spin on them. In this first book, she tackles Beauty and the Beast. Ms. St. Clair does not just retell the tale as old as time. In Mountains Made of Glass, she also plays around with the story of…

[heartsofminds]

i'm calling just to hear you scream - part i

"She’s tried to be positive. She’s tried to be kind. She’s trying to be the peacekeeper, but all of that falls out the window when her brother is bitching out everything that fucking blinks and breathes and Richie has slung a sledgehammer into the wrong wall that needed to be knocked down." or Natalie gets fed the fuck up and hires a hospitality attorney before everything else turns to shit. 

a/n: i couldn't help myself at all and had to bite by trying my hand at writing for carmy! what can i say? i love men with trauma that need to be cuddled like newborns! please enjoy the beginning of enemies to lovers to enemies back to lovers fic with a workaholic chef and an overly empathetic attorney. angst is my brand! i hope you enjoy!

Being the peacekeeper of your family is never something anyone ever sets out to be. 

One day you’re normal and live blissfully with the rose-colored lenses of naivety tinting life shades of bashful blush and magnetic magenta. The next day you’re diffusing a spitfire scarlett dispute between your anxiety-ridden mother and impulsively crude older brother while simultaneously taming the balloon of battered blue tears your baby brother sheds who observes from the corner; scared yet somehow unaware of the emotions sucking the oxygen out of everyone. 

At first, it feels good. It feels nice to be appreciated and turned to in moments of darkness. Helpfulness defines your livelihood and gives you the nameplate of the gold star child who can never do any wrong and always finds a solution. But then you realize that is what you ever really are, and you’re both hated for your inability to let things sour and for always having an answer despite uncertainty plaguing every course of action. 

Being the peacekeeper of your family is both a Medal of Honor, worn with pride and graciousness, yet a bullet wound wielded by shame and agony. The tenderness and hurt push on it until you can hardly stand it; half expecting pus to be seeping out in pale yellow heaps because the pain feels so real. 

There are no exit wounds. There are no breaks. There is no humanity or personal identity or room for self-discovery. 

A peacemaker is all you will be and all you will ever accomplish, and you’ll never say it out loud but it’s fucking exhausting. 

Being the peacemaker is something Natalie Berzatto never fucking asked for, yet here she is, playing project manager to her haywire (and sometimes freakishly obsessive) baby brother’s blind-eyed throw of a dart that manifested itself in asking Uncle Jimmy for an eight hundred thousand dollar loan with the promise to have it completely paid back within eight months. 

She’s not one to rain on a parade, but it’s hard to keep marching when your entire life has been putting out the fires of overly ambitious business ventures during unmedicated fits of mania. She had seen it with their dad, with their mom, and with Mikey. Carmen is the last needle needed to complete the fucked up haystack that engulfs their family. 

She’s tried to be positive. She’s tried to be kind. She’s trying to be the peacekeeper, but all of that falls out the window when her brother is bitching out everything that fucking blinks and breathes and Richie has slung a sledgehammer into the wrong wall that needed to be knocked down. 

Natalie has never thought of looking into Botox until now; when her face is set in a permanent scowl and her resting heart rate nears triple digits. Pete had been telling her for the past three weeks that she was doing amazing; that this was an impossible task to complete stress-free, and that the stress was “good” because it meant that she cared. 

Sometimes she doesn’t realize that not everyone has a mom who drives the fucking car through the den during Christmas Eve dinner nor does everyone have a mom who moves all the furniture to the backyard before having to leave for their oldest brother’s high school graduation. Not everyone has an older brother who blows his head off and doesn’t leave a note and not everyone has a younger brother who would lose his head if it wasn’t attached to his body and had his mouth that was spewing hurtful insults by the dozen.

Stress does not mean that you care. Stress means that your eyes are staring at the fucking Sun trying to see where the other shoe is getting ready to drop because there’s always another disappointment and always another phone call to make to the pharmacy for more SSRIs. 

Needless to say, Richie calling Neil “lard ass” on an antagonizing loop after he had pointed out the wrong wall was being destroyed was the last straw. Well, that and the fact she found a new patch of white hairs colonizing on her hairline the other morning. Constant shouted insults, gray hairs popping up overnight, and the colossal secret of a new infant making its arrival into the chaos in October weigh heavy on her. And she absolutely cannot afford to lose her cool and become the kind of bitchy and mean she knows that she’s capable of. 

Your phone number sits inside the LED-lit text thread of a friend she had known in high school. Becca was the older sister of Claire Cantor whom her little brother may have or may have not had a pathetic crush on years ago when he was in high school. 

She feels kind of grimy doing what she is; offering up information about Carmy to Becca to give to Claire who apparently thought her baby brother was the bee's knees (which, if she saw the way he was acting right now, Natalie knows she would run the other way). She doesn’t even think Carmen has the capability to think of anything outside of the restaurant and the menu and how royally fucked they all are. 

She can feel the dull ache of guilt in her chest that comes with knowing how unlikely anything is to come from this, and how wrong she is for pretending like her telling Becca where he grocery shops or if he has a girlfriend or if he was currently looking for someone to date would somehow tether Claire to a world where her and Carmen are a “thing” (because apparently “boyfriend and girlfriend” is too permanent of a word for Chicagoan twenty-somethings to use). 

But she’s doing it for the sake of everyone else! It can’t possibly be as gross and low-lived as she feels it is. 

Becca Cantor is insufferable and can only be taken in small doses, but she’s also a big wig junior partner at one of the most lucrative law firms in Chicago. Natalie hates blowing smoke up people’s asses who don’t deserve it (and in Becca’s case certainly don’t need it), but she desperately needs help and knows that she needs to figure something out before she fucks herself in such a deep hole that she couldn’t attempt to unfuck herself if she tried. 

Your official title is “junior associate” and you had been working at Becca’s firm following your graduation from Northwestern’s Pritzker School of Law a couple of years prior. Becca had said you were amazing; freakishly smart, funny, and hardworking. She also mentioned that you were the best kind of junior associate; the ones that know when to shut the fuck up and when to get the fuck out of the way. The addition added before the text conversation ended was how you were looking to get your foot into the hospitality legal field, and how you were willing to do anything concerning that for free fucking ninety-nine if it meant you would have some experience. 

Natalie sits with her lower lip worried between her teeth and her hands one tick shy of shaking. Her heart beats erratically despite lounging on her couch with the lights off and a re-run of That 70’s Show playing softly in the background. She makes a mental note to bring up the high resting heart rate at her next OB appointment. 

It’s because she’s pregnant. Yes. It has to be because she’s pregnant. 

She shouldn’t be nervous. It would be absolutely ridiculous to be nervous. She’s not nervous. 

She already ran the idea past Sydney and she agreed that they absolutely needed a lawyer in their back pocket. With all of the tax records fucked beyond belief, new workers being hired who actually knew their worth and wouldn’t tolerate not having an actual employement contract, and the lack of permits under their belt currently, a lawyer wouldn’t hurt if getting one turned out to not be as helpful as anticipated. Besides, Becca had said you were doing it for them pro bono which in turn meant free fucking nintey-nine. 

But Natalie had lied to Carmen about how much some fluted cocktail glasses cost to ensure that they purchased the cheaper ones so that she could run the numbers and figure out a way to put you on the payroll. Pro bono or not, you’re doing them a huge favor and part of her can’t put the peacekeeping to rest. 

Her fingers type and untype a novel of characters. She can’t seem to relax her mind enough to articulate what exactly she wants to say. She has one shot to not scare you off and not lose her mind in a fit of fiery rage and not have everything turn to shit and it be her fault. She has to be perfect. 

Fuck. She is nervous. 

Hi! This is Natalie Berzatto. I’m one of Becca Cantor’s friends and she referred me to you. I’m working on opening a restaurant and would like for you to swing by and discuss some things about it if you’re open to that! Please let me know. I’m looking forward to hearing back from you soon! 

Nat’s finger hits the blue “send” arrow in the rounded box of her phone screen the same time she pushes a gag to the back of her throat. She used to work at a marketing firm for Christ’s sake. Cold contacting people isn’t anything new and she’s usually not one to shy away from reaching out to anyone in her personal life first. But she can’t help the fact that she’s never been able to swallow the artificial bubble gummy niceness of reaching out to a complete stranger for the first time. She feels stupid and knows that she sounds even stupider but tries not to think about it. 

Besides, keeping everything together is never easy and she knows that she would be selfish for letting her discomfort prevent her from doing what she knows is best. 

Her breath is stuck in her chest as she eyes the open text thread to an unsaved number; her blue text message staring at her menacingly and breeding contempt as the seconds pass. She gasps loudly whenever she sees the gray bubbles pop up beneath it. Pete pokes his head into the living room with a tea towel in his hand and one of the ceramic plates they had eaten dinner on in the other. His eyes wear concern but he knows better than to confront his wife. Natalie was anything but sugary sweet when she was stressed and the influx of hormones as of late have not been helping. 

You see the message as soon as Natalie sends it. The unknown “312” number finds its way into your notifications and your eyes read over the words in a frenzy. You know that you’re intelligent. You graduated from law school for fuck’s sake, but for some reason you absolutely cannot comprehend the text you’re reading. 

Firstly, you were sure Becca hated your fucking guts. She was a junior partner that everyone hated being assigned to because she pushed all her work onto the associates and nothing ever seemed to be good enough for her. Part of the reason you had to take work home tonight was because she sent you an email with enough passive-aggressive undertone to know that these edits needed to be done now; never mind the fact that the time she took to type out the seven and a half page report about the original report probably took up so much time that she could’ve done the task herself. But yet you replied kindly and have been working through your brain fog and finger cramps since arriving home at six in the evening five hours ago. 

Secondly, hospitality litigation was absolutely above your pay grade. You had taken one elective course on it during your 2L year and did a two-week internship before the start of 3L simply because one of your friends wanted to go on vacation and needed to find someone to cover for them. You know jack shit about hospitality law and you don’t even know why Becca Cantor, of all fucking people, would be so willing to recommend you when she couldn’t care less if you lived or died. 

But of course, you can’t say no. You can never say no, and if this Natalie person was desperate enough to reach out to you via text at 11 PM on a Wednesday, she definitely needed help and needed it now. Besides, you would tell her that you do not need to be paid and if whatever she needs proves to be way too advanced for you, you can always help her find an attorney that knows what they’re doing.

Right? 

It definitely doesn’t mean that you’ll pull an all-nighter and research every aspect of hospitality law in Illinois that you can get your hands on. . .Or look up every department dealing with food and management regulations in the state. . .Or try and look at precedent cases. Your firm gave you unlimited access to West Law. Might as well use it for something slightly more interesting than trusts, estates, and contracts. 

You’re unusually pensive for something you know you would love to do. The ongoing battle as of late has been the dispute between seeking joy and wading in practicality; happiness or falsified peace? 

You rub your eyes with a roughness that would make your optometrist cringe. You know that staring at your computer screen five hours after your contracted work hours ended was the culprit for your dry eyes, but the hours you need are not going to bill themselves. Getting up to get your eyedrops will have to wait.

Replying to Natalie cannot. 

Your fingers type and untype; the feeling of texting back an unknown number foreign and unnerving. 

Thanks so much for reaching out and thinking of me! I would love to. What dates and times work for you, and where would it be best for us to meet? 

The text stares at you on your phone screen. Why do you sound so. . . corporate? Boring? Infantile.

She could probably tell you don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about at all. The feeling of defeat rises in your throat but you ignore it and hit send instead. You’re trying to be better about that; letting your fear of uncertainty keep you from taking action. You’ve come to realize that the hard part isn’t doing the thing. It’s actually sitting in the aftermath of the “thing” and waiting for the rest of the world to catch up. 

You bite your lip so hard it begins to bleed and throbs with each pulse of watery blood that fills your mouth. The gentle suck you give it to stop the bleeding makes it partially numb. 

Fuck you, Becca. Fuck you, Becca. Fuck you, Becca. 

Natalie chirps when your text illuminates her screen. She gasps and sits up; startling Pete who had settled next to her after finishing the dishes. Her eyes curl up in the same way her lips do. 

Fucking finally. 

The world no longer feels like it’ll fall apart.

[morbidology]

Scarlett was a former stray cat who is known for her efforts to save her kittens from a fire. On 30 March, 1996, Scarlett and her five kittens were in an abandoned garage in Brooklyn when a fire broke out. The New York Fire Department were called and extinguished the fire. One of the firefighters, David Giannelli, was the first one to spot Scarlett carrying her kittens away from the garage. She had been severely burned in the process of saving her kittens, so much so that her eyes were blistered shut.

Scarlett and her kittens were all adopted. Scarlett passed away in 2008.

[shiny-kaibernyte]

It's my Birthday!

March 19th and im a year closer to meeting Arceus lucky me! So here is some of my Pokémon simps headcannons as to how they would celebrate your birthday. (I was going to do my top 5 simps but they are all from different things so I'm gonna leave those to myself) There will be no Scarlett and violet characters. They will be in they're own post (There's a lot I like)

Characters: Adaman, Lysander, Raihan, Leon, Cynthia, Volo

💙💎Adaman💎💙

Adaman’s number one rule is that every moment counts. So when it comes to planning your birthday, he makes sure every second he spends planning results in the perfect outcome.

He would make sure to remember all of your favourite things to do and put as many as he can in one day without overdoing it. Adaman was always good at planning. Execution was the problem.

Headstrong and passionate don’t tend to go well together, so no matter how many hours he spends detailing everything. Planning around possible problems; as always something is bound to go wrong.

Surprise bandit attack; Alpha attack; Something happens in the Demand clan; Irida

Will that stop him from making this day all about you? Arceus no! He’s just gonna try harder to make you happy. Even if you're already beaming with the royal treatment he is giving you. Adaman won’t stop until the sun is gone, and he’s carrying you back home.

I would try and pinpoint 1 specific thing he’d do, but Adaman would do basically anything you wanted. Your wish was his command, whatever you wanted to do - he would do. Want to go on a catching spree? Sure. Want to walk along the coastal beach, when do we leave? Want to scale the cobalt mountains to reach the temple of Sinnoh? He’s already racing you up there.

You could drag him to the Alabaster Iceland's and he would follow you like a Fidough. It’s your day and he is going to make damn sure you feel like royalty by the end.

🧡☕Lysandre☕🧡

Lysandre is a busy man. Being the leader of Team flare and running his company and keeping his goal of beauty running smoothly. Time is not something he has! But for his darling's birthday, that's time he is happy to put aside.

He wouldn’t be particularly flashy about what he does for your birthday. He is a gentleman aftercall! Not psychotic at all he's fine i swear. Don’t expect Tengen Uzui level flashy. Lysandre is much more laid back than that. He won’t show you off to the world if you aren't comfortable with it.

His personal life is something he likes to keep behind closed doors, so for your birthday, the most public he would get is taking you out around Lumios, weather that be a shopping spree, a nice conversation at a quiet café. Dinner at a nice restaurant would be a must however. He still wants you to feel special so he will spoil you rotten with gifts. Dudes got the money to burn. 

I can see Lysandre planning something beforehand to keep the paparazzi distracted. Like calling in a favour with a friend high up and having them stage something on the other side of the city so you two can be together in peace.

Once you two get home, he will spend the night with you watching any movie or show you want. Reading with you, just talking with you. Anything you want so long as he can see that beautiful smile of yours. 

Lysandre will go to bed with you but… It's a 50/50 shot if he will still be in bed when you wake up. If he is there, lucky you! If he isn’t there, expect an apology note written quite detailed and a nice breakfast with a simple apology gift next to it.

💗🐉Raihan🐉💗

Battle dates. This man will take you to every single gym tournament and battle he can just to watch your excited face when something awesome happens. Seeing his treasure smile makes him all bubbly and giddy.

But don’t worry, he isn't just going to drag you around Galar showing you fight after fight. He isn’t that stupid. Raihan would definitely take you flying on Flygon so you can see the beauty of Galar from his view. Though his view won’t be on the land below.

For once, he will not mention Leon’s name once! I didn’t know that was possible but here we are. Today is about you, so Leon is flicked temporarily out of Raihan's mind and into the naughty corner.

Photo’s everywhere. Anywhere you two go, he will either stop to take a selfie with you or tell you to go pose somewhere so he can capture the moment. Defiantly will ask you before posting the photo though. Sometimes though he will sneak a photo of you when he thinks you like breath-taking. Something to keep to himself. And don't even think about saying you look bad in one of them, because he will then take a million more to prove you wrong. That or smother you in kisses so you won't say it again.

Raihan will be like Lysander when it comes to gifts. This man will SPOIL YOU! Anything you want, you’d have to grab him by the hood to stop him taking the crowd of people down with him. 

He would 1000% be down for a movie marathon as well if you would rather stay inside. He will have a fort built, snacks at the ready and every movie ready.

💜🎮Leon🎮💜

Bless his soul, he has no idea what to do. Leon would want to take you somewhere really nice he found during his travels, if only he could remember which direction it was in. Then he thought about a nice restaurant you had mentioned wanting to try. Which city was that in again? Perhaps he could take you out to the beach, where was that again?

He would leave it at. “I’ll follow you.” So just drag him around with you and he will gladly follow you and do what you wanna do. Just nothing reckless, he won’t do anything that could get you hurt. Unlike Raihan he would avoid battle arenas. 

I feel like Leon would 100% be down for a gaming day, he’d let you take him to any game store and buy every game you wanted and just play all of them. Card, board, video all of them. Single player or multiplayer he will be right there cheering you on or giving you competitive gals with a smile.

If you're up for it, Leon would ask if Hop could join you two for a little while, not long as Leon does want to spend the day with you, but Hop sees you as a family too.

Dude cannot read. So do not ask him to read anything, he can’t tell the difference between Your and You’re. But if you like reading out loud, he will have his head in your lap listening to you read if that will make you happy. 

Leon would try and make you the best cake he can! We know this man can decorate very well, the baking half is a hit or miss, definitely would have gotten help from an unknown alias. His mom.

🖤🌺Cynthia🌺🖤

Forest date. This woman would give you the royal treatment. Lysander got nothing on this Queen! She will take you anywhere you want for the day. But if you ask her to pick what you do or… a surprise!? She takes that as a challenge. You will most likely wind up on a secluded part of a meadow surrounded by nature.

Tranquil and beautiful, a place for just the two of you to spend time with one another. No champion duties, paparazzi, endless questions of your relationship. Just Her and you. 

Cynthia’s Roserade would make it subtly rain rose petals around the area to add to her love for you. If it’s raining, she has a plan for that too. No rain is going to ruin your special day! Hope you like dancing in the rain because she is already dragging you out to the flower meadows to dance with you hand in hand.

You can guarantee she has a picnic somewhere hidden, Where you will never know that. But this woman has come PREPARED! She’s prepared for everything, and your birthday is no exception.  She has everything, from your favourite snacks, drinks, everything. Even the blanket is your favourite colour. Cynthia even bought a pillow with her that you could sit on so you wouldn’t be uncomfortable if you wanted it.

Like Raihan her Pokémon would be involved. But instead of flying, she would use her Pokémon to put on a show for you. The rose petals from Roserade being just an example. Her Garchomp would show you a fireworks show when night arrived, along with the help of Togekiss.

She won’t spoil you with gifts. Instead she will have one thing she made for you herself. It won’t be very big, but it will show you the love she has for you. Whatever she made you, expect it to be incredibly meaningful.

💛✨Volo✨💛

Cynthia had to get her skills somewhere and this is where. Volo does everything Cynthia does but somehow even more extra. 

If Cynthia gives you the royal treatment, he is giving you the Deity treatment. Man has Giratina at his call, he can literally give you anything! And he will use it to his advantage at every chance he gets. He will use his craftsman skills to make you a bracelet with all of the stones on as a mark of your journey together. If you want him to make another so you can match, oh look he already did! What are the chances?

This man will take you EVERYWHERE! Even places you have never been to before on the back of Giratina, he will show you the world most don’t get to see. The world he will build for you. But he won’t spoil that surprise.

He would definitely make you food, he travels a lot so cooking is a must know skill. So your birthday with him isn't a day, it's a whole week. And every time he makes you something it is completely different. Volo is taking zero shortcuts on this adventure. He may have a Deity on his team, his Deity is sat Infront of him admiring the stars.

Speaking of Stars. Stargazing is a must on every clear night you two get. He would lay his jacket down for you to lay on and look up at the sky together.

Volo would make sure to stop around different areas and tell you about the history there, watching your expression carefully to see the enthusiasm and curiosity on it which just makes him want to try harder to get that smile to stay there. 

He will also use his trade skills to get you something that caught your eye from wherever he took you. Volo may have money but he will use his skills where he can. Giratina isn’t the only benefit he has. Dude is a travelling merchant after all. He has more knowledge than everyone combined. Expect him to show you off however. He loves you more than anything, and wants the world to know that.

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Amorous - Chapter 2, Part 2. Frontman/ Fem! reader

See the other chapters below:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2, Part 1

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

As you return from the second game you can't help but let guilt overtake you, your heart breaking the more you think of how you failed until Young il convinces you otherwise.

WARNINGS: Mention of cancer and illness, Y/N blaming herself, soft frontman.

NOTES - Chapter 3 may or may not be out later tonight, if not tonight 100% tomorrow.

Wordcount - 1k

Walking into the dormitory felt like a death march, no one spoke except the few murmurs of players amongst themselves as they watched your team walk through the doors. You felt a sense of guilt in your mind, why couldn’t you hit the stone, why weren’t you good enough? You could’ve killed your team…they could’ve been dead because of you. You wrap your arms around yourself and silently part from your team, walking across to your bed. You sit down and bring your knees to your chest, resting your cheek on them as you look to the side. Player 007 and player 149 sit together whispering under their breaths, you overhear player 149.

“If you leave here without me, I know you’ll be fine, but if I left without you….” Your heart strings tear as you hear her confession. They are clearly mother and son, you couldn’t imagine the pain if one of them had to leave without the other. Your mind wanders to your grandfather, it hurts that you can’t see him until you leave this dreaded place, IF you leave this place. You just hope he can hold on that long, you know he is strong, you wished you were as strong as him but alas your emotions and your heart get the better of you. After the last games you fight your heart with your head, you knew it to be logical to leave and find the money some other way but something was keeping you here…or someone. You mind began to wander, images of Young Il tying the rope on the spinning top infiltrate your mind, His veins so prominent, his grip so gentle yet tight at the same time, you wander what they’d feel like around you. As the thought enters your mind your face flushed a deep shade of red, yet a smile made its way onto your face.

Your mind continues to wander, so far that you almost don’t feel the tap on your shoulder. You shake your head and look up meeting the very eyes you had pictured not a minute before. Your cheek flush a deep Scarlett as your eyes connect.

“Are you okay? You’ve been by yourself for a while” your heartbeat quickens.

“I…I am sorry” you speak quietly tilting your head down to face your lap. Concerned, Young Il sits in front of you and takes your hands in his.

“You have nothing to be sorry for, hey look at me” you ignore his request letting your tears fall freely. You feel him shift slightly as he brings his hand to wipe your tears away, letting his hand rest on your cheek. “Look at me” he whispers, his thumb stroking your cheek as more tears fall. Using all of your courage you tilt your head to look up at him, seeing nothing but sadness in his eyes. “you have nothing to be sorry for, we survived, we made –“

“but what If we didn’t…?” you speak so quietly he almost doesn’t hear. “we’d all be dead and it’d be my fault” you whisper, sniffling as you bring your arm up to wipe away a few tears.

“No, no one is blaming you” you scoff and shake your head at him, your gaze moves to the group of players you had played the games with, all of them shooting glances in your direction. Suddenly you feel both of Young ils hands on your face, pulling your attention back to him.

“Hey” he speaks now with a firm but caring tone “nobody is blaming you, if you don’t believe me come and sit with us, they will happily welcome you in” his hands leave your cheeks as his arms return to his side, aiding in him rising off of your bed. He reaches out his hand to you waiting for you to take it. Gently you placed your hand in his wiping your cheek dry as you get up, yet young Il doesn’t move. He stands looking at you, your hand in his as you look back up at him taking in his every feature, from his dimples to the way his eyebrows furrow when a thought comes into his mind. You watch as he reaches up with his other hand and tucks a stray piece of hair behind your ear, smiling in satisfaction when you lean slightly into his touch. “You’re too beautiful to let sadness ruin you” he whispers running his hand across your cheek and turning away from you to walk back towards the group still grasping your hand. As you reach, the group they all look up at you.

“You all remember y/n right?” Young Il asked. The group nodded and happily motioned for you to join them. You feel Young Ils grip on your hand loosen as he lets go, pushing you gently towards an empty space at the top of the stairs. You take your seat with him following suit, your thighs brushing together but neither of you making the effort to separate them.

“So, y/n, why are you here?” Dae-Ho asks. You smile at him and reply

“My grandfather, he is all I have left in this world. My parents abandoned me when I was a child so my grandfather is all I’ve known, last year he was diagnosed with cancer…” you stop as your stomach drops the more you explain. “I will do anything I can to pay for his treatment and save him” you finish with a shaky breath. Dae-Ho looks at you with sympathy in his eyes.

“A noble reason indeed, I am sure he’d be proud of you” Gi-Hun speaks You smile at him, the thought of making your grandfather proud is one that sticks in your mind every day. Suddenly a loud buzz echoes through the dormitory and pink guards begin to flood in, wheeling through the voting podium. Whilst the rest of your team stand and make their way to the centre of the room you sat still raking through your mind about what to do. Your head is telling you to leave, to be with your grandfather but your heart…your heart yearns to stay.