#she said castle yk what that means

[did-sm1-say-catfish]

gem said she's building a castle. time to freak out.

a week or so ago I got annoyed at skizz for his "castle" being historically inaccurate, so much so that I developed a new obsession in castles and medieval architecture. In Gem's latest hardcore ep. she mentioned building a castle! I was so excited, but then I got worried because the definition of 'Castle' is kinda nitpicky.

The problem is that a castle is private, and gem is very dedicated to protecting and housing her villagers. BUT one way I could think of for Gem to have an actual castle, was if she had a bailey. A bailey is an enclosed courtyard, usually overlooked by a motte(elevated land on which (usually) a castle is built). And motte usually comes with a moat, but thats just getting into tangent territory atp.

Basically, what I'm saying, is that Gem could be a feudal lord/monarch who builds herself a castle, and builds a bailey for her servants to live in.

I'm probably just getting ahead of myself, BUT CMON SHE SAID CASTLE!!

[myladysapphire]

Hello!!! So I was thinking if you could do this +18 dic for Jace

So like reader is from a kingdom or land outside from Westeros (royalty not Dothraki) and to make alliances it’s decided that readers sister is gonna be betrothed to someone in the Targaryen family BUT reader is against making alliances with Westeros because of their culture and how women are inferior and after the feast jace shows her why Westeros and her land should make alliances if yk what I mean👀

It would be awesome if you could make this!!

Thanks bye bye!!

oooh love this idea! Hope you enjoy it <3

why don’t i show you?

when you come to westeros to arrange your sisters marriage in an alliance with westeros you find there customs to be anything but acceptable and start to question the need for an alliance, it takes jace to show you why an alliance is needed.

word count: 2,134

CW: MDI 18+, smut, hate s*x, oral (m receiving), fingering, p in v, semi-public s*x, misogyny.

Jacaerys Veleryon x fem!reader

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Once queen Rhaenyra Targaryen took the iron throne she looked to Essos for alliances, particularly the free city of Bravvos. Your family was one of the most powerful of the sea lords, with deep connections and influence in the iron bank, and with Westeros in deep need of money following the war, it made your older sister the perfect candidate for said alliance.

She content with the match, the idea of one day being queen seeming to be very appealing, even if it was of Westros.

You however were anything but happy about it. You knew all about Westros, especially there views on woman, the purity culture, the fact that a husband by law could strike his wife seven times, one for each of their gods.

You had argued against the match, seeing little benefits for your family or Bravvos in the union, but your parents were insistent on it, deeming there to be more rewards than I could understand.

They had sent you alongside your sister to Westros despite this.

And though the climate was so different from what you and your sister were used too, Westros was beautiful. The red keep, though nothing compared to the architecture of Bravvos, was a sight to behold.

If only you could say the same about the company with in it.

The prince Jacaerys had not once left you alone, seeing to prefer you over your sister. Not that you could see why, not once had you expressed joy over the union, and in fact had very publicly declared your distaste of it. But Jacaerys seemed persistent to irritate you with his constant presence.

He had practically ignored your sister, not that she cared much, in fact she spent most her time with the princess Heleana, finding more in common with her than the few conversations Jacaerys had spaired her. She also had taken a full backseat in the betrothal, not caring to attend the meetings to discuss said marriage and the alliance it would hold, leaving it all too you. Meaning more time spent with Jacaerys, in a room full of men, despite their being a queen.

You scoffed as one of the lords mentioned a marriage between you and another lord of Westros, your were sure he was talking about himself, as he started to ramble on about the rock he called a castle, not that you were really listening, to focused on how Jacaerys had yet to take his eyes off you.

“I do not think a marriage between both sisters is beneficial for Bravvos” you interrupted, “in fact this marriage alliance is hardly giving us anything beneficial in the first place” you sneered.

“How so, my lady?” Jacaerys asked, as an amused look filled his face. “Though you are giving us a loan, that I shall admit will benefit us greatly, we are giving your family a daughter who shall one day be queen, and her sons shall be kings.” You had noticed how he never once referred to your sister when he talked about said marriage alliance, always using a general term, being unspecific in who exactly he was talking about. “Not only that but we have offered our dragon riders to support Bravvos in any militarily matters until the foreseeable future”

You shook your head, “so a queen and dragons is what we get, whilst you get one of the largest loans we have offered, with minimal interest. We are saving you and your kingdom from bankruptcy, and yet my sister shall be queen of a kingdom that can’t even respect her!” She shook her head in anger, “the sea lords however seem insistent upon it, so I believe discussions on the matter are at an end, the marriage will take place in a week and I see no reason for me to continue to attend these meeting” you said as you stood to stand, Jacaerys joined you.

“I’ll walk with you”

“I can walk by myself” you whispered to yourself, and heard Jacaerys laugh as he walked with you.

“Why are you so against the marriage?” He asked, as he walked with you to your chambers.

“Because I do not desire for my sister to be thrusted into a country where the customs are so… so anti-woman” you spoke, trying to remain calm.

He hummed “my mother is queen and she is a woman, that does not seem anti-woman to me”

“Was there not a war against her being queen?”

He laughed “there was, but we won, and all is now well”

“Really?” It was your turn to laugh “then explain to me why the order of westros is so heavily favoured towards men?”

“It takes a while to change peoples thinking, my mother has been queen for only a few years, and whilst things are changing, I shall admit it Is happening slowly”

You scoffed, as you reached the threshold of your chambers, “I shall see you at dinner” you dismissed done with the conversation. It was the same one you always seemed to have.

That night at dinner, your sister once again did not sit with her betrothed, favouring sitting with Heleana once more, granting Jacaerys the opportunity to once again sit next to you. An event that seemed to happen every night.

You tried to ignore him, but he seemed insistent upon talking to you, “how is it you like your tea my lady?” Your not quite sure how you got onto the topic of tea, perhaps it was because he noticed tea was your go to drink.

“Oh um, well I mostly take it with honey, but depending on my mood I have been know to mix lavender or peppermint into it.” You said casually, “do you like tea?” You found yourself asking.

“I normally have it in the morning, but I tend not to add anything to it other than sugar” he said, happy to have an actual conversation with you, “what about wine?”

“Wine? I drink it on occasion, such as tonight.” You said as you as flagged down a servant to pour you some, you rarely drank, especially here, with there watered down wine.

“Interesting, I too rarely drink” he said, nodding his head “and what about-“

“If your going to ask me another question about what drink I like I will slam your head against the table” you snickered, as he laughed at your tone.

“I apologise” he continued to laugh “perhaps you could tell me about your interest’s mayhaps?”

You shook your head “and why should I do that?”

“Because I wish to know you, other than how you take your tea and that you are incredibly headstrong-”

You scoffed “headstrong? I simple wish for woman to at least be treated the same way men are, and yet the whole of westros is so against it that I am the one causing an issue!” You whispered angrily to him, trying not to start a scene.

“And you are wrong, woman may not be treated the same as in Bravvos but we are making attempts to change it, trust me I am as against it as you are!” He whispered back.

You scoffed “oh please.” You said as stood to stand, declaring you wished to retire early.

Your practically stormed out of the room, nearly running down the hallway. You stopped in an alcove to catch your breath, and recover and wonder why so little words had made you so angry.

Then you heard footsteps, his footsteps.

“My lady, I am sorry to offend you.” He started “I know there are a great many differences between our to lands and I am sorry, I am striving to do everything I can to change this, but our lands need this alliance”

“And why is that?”

“Because I-“ stopped himself before looking at you, and suddenly, he kissed you, it was soft and passionate, full of the emotions you had long craved to believe where hate, but as you kissed him back, though some hate was there, it clicked, you liked him, and were jealous of your sister. You pushed away from him, your hands on his shoulders, your back pushed against the wall, breath heavy.

“I need you” he finally finished, his head leaning against yours.

“Your betrothed to my sister” you argued.

“The alliance does not state her name, I could marry either of you” he said, his mouth coming down to yours again “and your sister seems more occupied with others than me, I doubt she’ll mind”

It was true, and so you kissed him back, not caring to think much about what he was implying.

His hands descended to your waist pulling you closer to him.

Your kisses grew more heated, your bodies slowly grinding against eachother the as you kissed. His mouth descended to your neck, leaving soft marks as he descended lower, before finally coming down to were your bodice starts, his hands had moved up your back, toying with the strings of your corset.

“Please.” You begged.

His hands started to undo the ties of your corset, your bodice slowly loosened, allowing him to pull it down and take your breast into his mouth.

He licked and sucked at your breasts as you let out low moans, careful as to not alert passers by of your presence.

His hand moved lower, coming up under your dress, caressing your wet cunt. You shuddered as his finger descended to your hole, your mouth moving to his once again as you urged him on.

Pumping his fingers in and out of you, you continued to kiss him to cover up your moans, as you felt your cunt start to tighten around his fingers, your peak edging closer and closer, but just as you where about to cum, he withdrew his fingers causing a moan of protest to leave you.

He laughed, “if I am going to truly show you why we need this alliance, then the only way your going to be cumming, is around my cock.”

You moaned as he said that, kissing him once again as your hands went to untie his breeches.

Freeing his cock, you slowly started to stop kissing him, before sending him a smirk and going down on to your knees, and taking him into your mouth.

He moaned as you did, his hands coming to hold your head, as you started to pump in his cock in and out of your mouth, his hips shattering as you tongue wrapped around his tip.

“Gods!” He moaned, a little too loudly, as he started to thrust his cock in and out of your mouth, before swiftly withdrawing himself from, you stood up, laughing softly at the flushed look on his face.

He kissed your mouth softly, before picking you up, your legs wrapping around his waist, your dress bunching around your own, and his cock swiftly entered you.

You both moaned, as your walls wrapped around his length tightly. He moved after a moment, starting to pump his hips slowly into you.

“Faster.” You demanded, and he happily complied.

Pounding into you, you both moaning as his pace picked up.

He kissed your neck softly, hiding his moans in your shoulder, as you bit your hand trying to cover up your own.

You peak getting closer and closer.

You could feel his coming too, your cunt wrapping around his throbbing cock, as you both let out a moan.

“Where?” He asked, his peak getting closer and closer.

“Inside” you groaned, egar to cum.

As he continued to pump into you, he felt your walls tighten even more, and a high pitched moan leave your mouth as you finally came, and he was quick to follow.

“Jacaerys” you said, as he pulled out of you, his head resting on your shoulder.

“Jace. Please call me Jace”

“Jace” you corrected “what-“ you were cut off at the sight of Queen Rhaenyra and her husband Daemon, appearing in the entryway of the alcove.

Daemon laughed as he saw the two of you, what you had done seemingly obvious.

Rhaenyra shook her head, going to speak, before being cut off by your sister appearing.

She laughed herself, mainly at the shocked look on both your and Jace’s face. “Well, good thing I didn’t want to marry him anyway” she said, unconcerned with what she walked in on.

A week later you married Jace instead of your sister. And Rhaenyra had made you her key advisor on the matters you so strongly spoke about, as was agreed upon in the new terms of your alliance.

And though you hated most customs in westros you found instead of hating the company as you once did, you now rather enjoyed it, even falling in love with one of them in particular.

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[plathfiles]

Ok but what if Felix x fem!reader and Oliver is tryin to kill her first yk but fails like maybe Felix walks in and Oliver tries to lie n cover it up type of thing or that reader just ended up in a small coma? Am I ok to request this?

please i love this, honestly a sucker for angst so thank you for sending this to me 😵🫶🏻

i hope you enjoy xx

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pairing: felix catton x fem! reader

warnings: attempted murder, physical abuse, angst but with a happy ending, oliver is his own warning. lmk if i missed anything

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You had found out Oliver’s secret. He was lying to Felix and everyone about his family.

One day you and Oliver were sun bathing, waiting for Felix to return from a discussion with Farleigh. Oliver was wondering what was taking so long so he went over to where they were. He’d left his phone on his chair and it started to ring.

It was his mother. Curious, you answered the call. That was when you found out everything. The lie about his Father, his financial status, everything. You were in shock and also angry. How dare Oliver take advantage of Felix like that. How dare he take advantage of your friendship.

You planned to confront him and that’s exactly what you went to do. Walking back into the castle, you saw Oliver walking up the stairs.

“Hey Ollie!” You shouted. He turned around and looked at you with confusion. You tossed him his flip phone.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” You asked, your protective side coming out.

“Y/n, you’re acting strange. I don’t know what you mean?” Oliver said, although on the inside he was nervous.

Oliver and you were both on the stair case, he was above you and you were closer to the ledge.

“I know you lied. I know everything! About your father and where you come from. You’re a fucking liar, Ollie,” you said, looking up at him defensively.

With him being on the stairs, he was taller than you. Oliver walked down a couple steps, to match your eyesight.

“How could you have possibly found out?” Oliver asked, his voice now lower and more intense. It wasn’t a denial and you took a step back.

“Your mother called. She wanted to send you a card for your birthday,” you snapped.

“You should be careful. You might trip,” Oliver said. He needed to get rid of you. Or else you would mess up his plans.

You stood your ground, “I’m going to tell Felix. In fact I’m going to tell everyone,” you said lowly, looking directly into Ollie’s eyes.

In an instant, Oliver’s hand went around your neck, choking you. “You are not going to tell a soul. Is that clear?” He asked, almost teasingly.

You panicked and tried to pull away from him, but when you did you fell down the bottom of the stairs. Everything went pitch black.

At that moment, Felix and Farleigh had walked into the room. Farleigh only saw you fall but Felix saw Oliver’s hand around your throat and then saw you collapse down the stairs.

Felix’s heart broke, seeing you unconscious at the bottom of the stairs.

“Oh my god! did you push you her?” Farleigh yelled in shock.

Oliver looked at Farleigh and Felix. “It was an accident. She was going to attack me,” Oliver said, trying to play the victim.

Felix didn’t care though, he knew what he saw. And he wanted answers. But first you need to go a hospital.

“Y/n, baby please wake up,” Felix said, hovering over you on his knees. He lifted your head up and some of your body but you were out cold.

“Felix I—,” Oliver began to say, but Felix looked up at him in pure anger.

“Go. Now. Before I do something I’ll have to cover up,” Felix threatened. If looks could kill then Oliver would be a dead man.

Farleigh called Elsbeth and Sir James and the family immediately called the fastest doctor they could find.

That was the thing about being rich, you could get anything delivered to you at any time.

One of the guest rooms was turned into a hospital room. You still hadn’t woken up and Felix wouldn’t leave your side. The doctor said you weren’t in grave danger. But just in a small coma because of the impact of your head hitting the stone floor and the loss of oxygen from being choked.

Felix was angry at Oliver. Oliver had went to his room after Felix threatened him. Duncan had locked the door.

Felix would get his answers soon. But he knew he wouldn’t believe Oliver in the slightest. He had no right to put his hands on you.

Felix stayed by your side the entire night. You still hadn’t woken up and he was worried you never would. He took your hand and squeezed it comfortingly, he needed you to know that he was by your side.

Then, as if you’d felt Felix’s touch, you slowly opened your eyes.

“Felix,” you said, your voice soft and hoarse.

Felix’s heart leaped and he smiled when you awoke. “Y/n, darling. I’m here,” he said, softly.

“Felix,” you said, beginning to cry. You thought you were going to die. You didn’t know Oliver could do those horrible things.

“Shh it’s okay, lovely girl. I got you. You are safe,” Felix comforted. “I’m not going to let anybody hurt you,” he insisted.

Your stomach filled with butterflies and a small wave of comfort washed over you.

“But Oliver—he, he’s not who you say he is,” You said, looking at Felix like you would need hours to convince him.

But Felix wanted him out of the house for just purely putting his hands on you. When hearing this though, Felix raised a brow.

“How do you mean?” He asked. And you explained. The call with his mother, the confused questions you asked when you heard that his father really wanted to see Oliver.

Felix’s face broke and grew in concern. He felt like an idiot. How could he have put his trust in such a person? How could he have let someone like him anywhere near you?

“I’m so sorry, Felix. I know you two are close,” you said, tears streaming delicately down your face.

Felix shook his head. “Don’t apologize. I should apologize to you. I’ll fix this. We’ll have Oliver out of the house by the end of the day,”

“And when we return to Oxford?” You asked, Felix wiped your tears away with the pads of his thumb.

“We won’t see him back at Oxford, I promise,” Felix replied. “Get some rest. I’ll be right here and I’ll protect you.”

You nodded and closed your eyes. As soon as you fell asleep, Felix called his father into the room. Felix never left your side but told his father that Oliver needed to be removed from the house and a restraining order needed to be placed on him.

Felix would never let anything like this happen again. Not to the people he loves—especially you.

[shadowrinrin]

Mine.xoxo - Jay Descendants

Summary: You and Jay (Descendants) are friends with benefits and are with each other most of the time but when Uma and her crew came to Auradon to help Mal for the week you and Harry Hook started getting close and Jay was jealous even Carlos and his pet talking dog Dude noticed it, so he had to remind you who you belong to

warnings: Oral [both receiving] fingering, clit play. Cum play. Making out. Swearing. Pet names. Dirty talk. Foreplay

Note: Yall this is my first time it might not make sense but yk oh well

╭──────────────────────────────.★..─╮ Like a Harley in the wind, got you bragging to your friends the way you ride ╰─..★.──────────────────────────────╯

In the vibrant heart of Auradon, where the castle sparkled like a jewel against the brilliant blue sky, the air crackled with excitement and tension. You, the daughter of Mother Gothel and Jay, the effortlessly charming son of Jafar, had a relationship that was anything but ordinary. Friends with benefits, you spent most of your time entwined in each other's lives, sharing laughter, secrets, and a few heated moments that ignited more than just friendship but was there need to stop the tension? Yes.

"Hey, Harry," I called out as I tossed a pillow at his retreating form. He was already halfway out the door, his messy brown hair sticking up in every direction from our impromptu pillow fight. His blue eyes glinted with mischief as he caught it mid-air, tossing it back at me with a grin.

We'd been friends for as long as I could remember, growing up in the shadow of our parents' legendary rivalry. Jay and I had always had a thing for each other, but our friendship with Harry had been a constant in the ever-changing tides of our lives. His cheeky banter and the way he could make me laugh when I was feeling down had become a source of comfort and strength. Our friendship was a safe haven, a place where I could be myself without the weight of expectations.

But when Uma and her crew arrived, something shifted. Harry's usual flirtatious glances turned into something more intense, his smiles reaching deeper into my soul. We found ourselves spending more time together, laughing louder, sharing secrets that seemed too precious to be whispered to anyone else. He'd lean in closer when we talked, and I'd catch myself inhaling the faint scent of the sea that clung to him, a reminder of his pirate heritage. Our eyes would meet and linger for just a beat too long, sending a thrill through me that was entirely new.

Jay noticed the change immediately. His easy going demeanour grew tense, his jokes less frequent. He'd watch us from across the room, his eyes narrowing when Harry's hand would brush against mine, or when we'd share a knowing smile. Carlos and Dude, ever the observant duo, picked up on it too. They'd exchange glances that were as clear as the neon signs in the Isle of the Lost. It was as if they were silently communicating their concern over the shifting dynamics of our friendship.

Carlos, noticed the shift. With Dude, his loyal dog, wagging his tail beside him, he approached Jay, who was leaning against a wall, arms crossed, eyes fixed on you and Harry lounging on a nearby bench.

“Hey, man, you good?” Carlos asked, worry creeping into his voice.

Jay's eyes narrowed slightly. “Yeah, just watching.”

“Watching what? You mean watching her flirt with Hook?” Carlos shot back, exasperated. “You know she’s with you, right?”

“Is she?” Jay replied, a hint of bitterness lacing his words. “Because it sure doesn’t look that way.”

Dude barked, as if to punctuate the point, trying to bring some levity to the situation. Carlos sighed, rolling his eyes. “Jay, you need to remind her who she belongs to,” he said, more serious now. “It’s obvious she likes you. Just… show her one of these days.”

One evening, I stumbled upon Jay in the training room, sweat beads glistening on his forehead as he parried with a dummy. The clanging of metal on metal filled the air, echoing off the stone walls. His movements were sharp, agitated. Harry had just left after a particularly flirty conversation, and the tension in the room was palpable.

"Couldn't stay away from the lovebirds, could you?" Jay quipped without looking up from his training.

I rolled my eyes at his dramatic tone. "Don't be ridiculous, Jay," I said, leaning against the archway. "We're just friends having fun."

Jay stopped abruptly, panting slightly. He turned to face me, the practice sword still in hand. "Friends, huh?" His eyes searched mine, and I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. There was something in his gaze that made me want to confess every little thought I'd had about Harry. "Is that all it is?"

He took a step closer, and the scent of sweat and leather filled the air. It was a stark contrast to Harry's clean, salty scent. Jay's eyes darkened, and he set the sword down with a clatter. Before I could react, he was right in front of me, his hand reaching out to tuck a stray hair behind my ear. His touch was gentle but firm, a silent claim that sent a shiver down my spine.

"I know what you're doing," he said, his voice low and gruff. "But you can't have both of us, Y/N."

My heart pounded in my chest as Jay's words hung in the air. He'd clearly been thinking about the same thing I had been, the growing tension between the three of us. But I didn't know how to tell him that I didn't want to choose. That every time Harry looked at me with those piercing eyes, I felt a pull I couldn't ignore. And yet, Jay had always been there for me, through thick and thin.

"Jay," I began, my voice wavering slightly. "I don't know what you're talking about."

But before I could say anything else, Jay had grabbed my wrist, pulling me out of the archway and into the dimly lit corridor. His grip was firm, almost painful, and his eyes burned with a possessiveness that was both thrilling and terrifying. He was usually so laid back, so this side of him was uncharted territory.

"Let's go," he said through gritted teeth, leading me towards the dorms. I could feel the tension in his body, the urgency of his steps. I didn't fight him; I was too surprised, too overwhelmed by the suddenness of it all.

As we approached the door to our wing, Harry stepped out of the shadows, his eyes widening at the sight of Jay's grip on my wrist. "What's going on here?" he asked, his voice steady despite the obvious tension in the air.

Jay's eyes never left mine. "It's nothing you need to worry about, Harry," he said, his tone laced with a challenge.

But Harry didn't back down. He stepped closer, his chest puffing out slightly. "If it involves her, it's my business," he said, his voice firm.

Jay shot him a look that could've frozen lava. "Back off, Hook," he warned, his grip on my wrist tightening. "This is between me and Y/N."

Ignoring Harry's protests, Jay tugged me along the corridor, his strides long and purposeful. We reached his dorm room, and before I could blink, he'd pushed the door open and practically thrown me onto the bed. The plush comforter muffled my gasp as I landed, and I looked up at him in surprise. His eyes searched mine, a storm of emotions raging behind them. Jealousy, anger, and something else—desire.

"What are you doing?" I managed to ask, my voice a whisper.

Jay's eyes were like thunderclouds, full of unspoken words and emotions. He didn't answer but instead closed the door behind him with a firm click that seemed to echo through the room. His hand didn't leave my wrist, and he stepped closer, towering over me. The room felt suddenly much smaller, the air thick with a mix of his scent and the anticipation of what was about to happen.

"Jay, please," I murmured, trying to sit up, but he was having none of it. He leaned over me, his face a mask of determination.

"You need to remember who you belong to," he said, his voice a low growl. His hand slid from my wrist to my cheek, his thumb tracing the curve of my jaw with a firmness that sent a thrill through me.

Jay's eyes searched mine, looking for something—confirmation, perhaps, or maybe just reassurance. His other hand found its way to my waist, and he pulled me closer, so that our bodies were almost touching. His gaze dropped to my lips, and for a moment, I thought he might kiss me. But instead, he leaned in and whispered, "You're mine, Y/N."

The words sent a thrill through me, and I felt myself melting into the bed beneath him. He kissed me then, hard and possessive, his tongue demanding entry to my mouth. His hand slid under my shirt, and he began to trace my ribs, his touch setting my skin on fire. His fingers found my breast, and he squeezed gently, eliciting a gasp from me. His thumb found my hardened nipple and began to tease it, sending bolts of pleasure straight to my core.

Jay pulled back just enough to tug my shirt over my head, his eyes never leaving mine. He dropped it to the floor and leaned back in, his mouth finding my neck, kissing and sucking gently. I moaned his name as his hand slid down my stomach and into my pants, his fingers expertly finding my wetness. He groaned into my ear, "You're so fucking wet for me, baby."

He played with my clit, rubbing it in tight circles, making me squirm beneath him. His other hand held the back of my neck, keeping me in place as he whispered filthy things that made me blush. I could feel my orgasm building, my breaths coming in short gasps. "You like that, don't you?" he murmured, his voice gruff with desire. "You like it when I make you feel good."

I nodded, unable to form words as his mouth moved to my chest, kissing and licking my breasts before taking one in his mouth. He sucked hard, and I moaned, arching my back. His teeth grazed my nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. "Fuck, Jay," I gasped, my hands tangling in his hair. He smirked up at me, the look in his eyes dark and hungry.

He slid down my body, his mouth leaving a trail of fire across my stomach. He pulled my pants down roughly, exposing me to the cool air. He took in the sight of me, his eyes glinting with lust. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice hoarse. He spread my legs wider, his hand guiding himself to my entrance. "So fucking beautiful."

He didn't wait for a response, plunging into me without hesitation. The feeling was intense, and I bit my lip to keep from screaming out. Jay knew exactly what he was doing, filling me up completely and hitting all the right spots. His movements grew faster, his breathing heavier. I could feel his passion, his need to claim me, to make me his. He leaned down, capturing my mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue mimicking the rhythm of his hips.

"You're so fucking tight," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I've missed this."

Jay's words sent a shiver down my spine as he continued to explore my body with his mouth. He kissed and licked my neck, his teeth grazing my collarbone, making me squirm beneath him. His hand moved down to my panties, sliding them aside to expose my wetness. He groaned against my skin as he felt how ready I was for him.

"You want this, don't you?" he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "You want me to make you cum."

I nodded, my eyes rolling back in my head as his thumb found my clit again, his other fingers sliding into me. He began to pump in and out in a steady rhythm, curling his fingers to hit my g-spot. I moaned, my body responding to his touch like it had been starved.

"Yeah, that's it," he murmured, his eyes locked on mine. "Cum for me, baby."

Jay's fingers worked their magic, his touch sending me soaring closer to the edge. His thumb flicked over my clit, and his index and middle fingers curled inside me, stroking that spot that made me see stars. I couldn't help but think about Harry, his gentle touch and sweet words. But Jay was right here, his body pressing into mine, his roughness a stark contrast to Harry's finesse.

"Forget about him," Jay growled, as if reading my mind. "I'm the one who knows exactly how to make you scream."

He slammed into me, his fingers working their magic in a way that made me see stars. Harry's touch was like a gentle sea breeze, but Jay's was a tempest, rough and all-consuming. The room spun around us as he claimed me, his words a declaration of ownership that sent a thrill through my body. His thumb circled my clit with the precision of a maestro, pushing me closer to the brink.

With a final, desperate arch of my back, I gave in to the pleasure. My nails dug into Jay's shoulders as my orgasm crashed over me, wave after wave of bliss. He didn't let up, his strokes becoming more urgent as he chased his own release. His eyes bore into mine, demanding that I acknowledge the power he held over me. And at that moment, I did. I was his, body and soul.

As the last tremors of pleasure subsided, Jay pulled away, his chest heaving with exertion. He looked down at me, his expression a mix of triumph and something else—fear, perhaps? Did he think I would reject him after this display of possessiveness? But instead of speaking, he leaned down and kissed me again, his tongue claiming my mouth as thoroughly as he had claimed my body.

His hand slid down my side, his fingers brushing against my still-sensitive skin. I felt a jolt of excitement as he reached down to unbuckle his pants, his eyes never leaving mine. He pulled out his cock, thick and hard, and I couldn't help but stare at it. It had been a while since I'd seen him like this, and the sight of him made me wet all over again.

With a smug grin, Jay lined himself up with my entrance and pushed in with one swift motion. I gasped, the sudden fullness making me see stars. He didn't give me a moment to adjust, instead starting to thrust in and out at a breakneck pace. His hips pounded into me, his movements fast and furious, like he was trying to brand me from the inside out. Each stroke sent a jolt of pleasure through my body, making me moan uncontrollably.

The room was filled with the sounds of our bodies colliding, the headboard slamming against the wall in time with his thrusts. I could feel myself stretching around him, accommodating his size and the ferocity of his passion. He was like a storm, unyielding and unstoppable. And just like a storm, he brought with him a sense of excitement and danger that was utterly intoxicating.

Jay's hips moved with a fierce rhythm, his cock plunging deep inside me with a speed that left me breathless. Each stroke sent shockwaves of pleasure through my core, making me clench around him. His eyes never left mine, a silent challenge in their depths. He was marking me, reminding me of who I belonged to, and with every thrust, I felt myself slipping further under his spell.

His hand found my clit again, his thumb pressing down as he fucked me. The combination of his thick cock filling me and his skilled thumb on my sensitive bud was too much. I felt my orgasm building, a crescendo of pleasure that threatened to drown me. My nails dug into his back, leaving marks that would surely be a testament to the passion we shared.

Jay's breathing grew ragged, his eyes locked on mine. "You're going to cum for me," he ordered, his voice thick with lust. "Cum for me, baby."

With a final, punishing thrust, he sent me hurtling over the edge again. My body convulsed around him, my muscles tightening as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. Jay groaned, his own release following quickly. He collapsed on top of me, his body heavy but welcome. For a moment, we lay there, panting and sweaty, our hearts racing in time with one another.

As our breaths began to even out, Jay rolled off me, pulling me into his arms. He kissed my forehead gently, his touch tender in the aftermath of our passion. He wrapped the comforter around us, his strong arms providing a warm, secure cocoon. His fingers traced lazy patterns on my back, soothing the tension that had built up there. He whispered sweet nothings into my ear, his voice a gentle rumble that sent shivers down my spine.

But our peaceful moment was shattered by the sound of knocking on the door. Jay tensed, his grip on me tightening for a second before he let out a sigh. He kissed me softly on the cheek. "Stay here," he murmured, sliding out of bed. He grabbed a robe from the back of the chair and slipped it on, tying it tightly around his waist.

I watched him move across the room, his muscles rippling with the aftershocks of passion. The knocking grew louder, more insistent. Jay's expression grew darker, and I knew it was Harry on the other side of the door. He'd come to find me, to check on me, and now he was about to walk into a scene that would make everything so much more complicated.

Jay pulled the comforter over me, tucking it around my body until only my head was visible. He bent down, whispering in my ear, "Pretend to be asleep, baby. I'll handle this."

My heart pounded in my chest as I nodded, feigning slumber. The knocking grew more insistent, and I heard the door creak open. Jay's footsteps approached the bed, and I could feel his gaze on me, appraising.

"What the hell, Jay?" Harry's voice was sharp, a clear edge of anger underlying his words.

Jay didn't bother to turn around, instead, he just tightened the sash of his robe and called out, "What do you want, Harry?"

"Is Y/N with you?" Harry's voice was tight with concern, a hint of anger seeping through.

Jay's eyes narrowed as he turned to face the door, his gaze lingering on Harry's shocked expression as he took in the rumpled bed and the discarded clothing scattered across the floor. "What makes you think she's here?" he asked, his tone deceptively casual.

"I...I just...I know she was looking for you," Harry stuttered, his eyes darting to me, trying to gauge if I was okay.

Jay chuckled darkly. "She's fine, Harry. More than fine." He glanced back at me, his eyes lingering on my exposed breasts before turning back to Harry. "In fact, she's sleeping like a baby. Didn't you hear how tired she was?"

The air grew thick with tension, the unspoken words hanging heavy between them. Harry's eyes narrowed, and his hand clenched into a fist. "What did you do?" he demanded, taking a step into the room.

Jay's smile was cold, the lines of his face hardening as he stepped in front of the bed, blocking Harry's view of me. "What I had to," he said, his voice a low growl. "You think you can just waltz in here and take what's mine?"

The words hung in the air, a stark reminder of the possessive claim he'd made on my body just moments before. Harry's eyes flicked to me, and I felt a flash of embarrassment as he took in the sight of my half-dressed form. I burrowed deeper into the covers, hoping he couldn't see the blush that was surely creeping up my neck.

Jay stepped closer to Harry, his robe gaping slightly, revealing the sweat-slicked muscles of his chest. "Back off, Hook," he warned, his voice a low growl. "You're not welcome here."

The room was a testament to the passion that had just unfolded, the air still thick with the scent of desire. Harry's eyes flicked to the rumpled bed, and his gaze grew cold as he took in the scene. He stepped closer, his hand reaching for the comforter that was barely covering my body. "Jay," he said, his voice a warning.

Jay's hand shot out, grabbing Harry's wrist. "Don't you dare," he spat, his eyes flashing with a dangerous fire. "This is your final warning, Harry. Stay away from her."

Harry's eyes narrowed, his grip on the comforter tightening. "This isn't over," he said, his voice a low threat.

Jay's smile grew, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Oh, it's over," he said, his voice laced with a confidence that sent a shiver down my spine. He didn't move from his protective stance, not even when Harry's hand hovered so close to me. "Now, get the fuck out."

Jay just smirked, his eyes never leaving Harry's. "I know," he said, his voice low and filled with a challenge. "But for now, she's mine."

With that, he turned back to me, sliding into the bed and wrapping his arms around me. His warmth was comforting, his embrace tight and secure. I could feel his heart beating against my back, the steady rhythm a stark contrast to the chaos of emotions whirling inside me. He pulled me closer, his breath hot against my neck as he whispered, "I'm not letting you go, baby."

Jay's grip was firm, but his touch was gentle, his fingers tracing patterns on my bare skin that sent shivers down my spine. His lips brushed against my ear as he whispered sweet nothings, his voice a soothing balm to the rawness left by our encounter. The room was silent except for the occasional clank of metal from the corridor, a distant reminder of the world outside our little bubble.

[sivyera]

HI!! I'M REAL SUCKER FOR DISNEY AND PIXAR MOVIES SO IF YOU COULD DO SOMETHING WITH THEM? LIKE DISNEY PRINCESSES OR JUST A MIX OF DISNEY AND PIXAR CHARACTERS HEDCANONS DATING?!! THANK YOU A LOTTT!!!!

i hope you like it! i wanted to give a credit to those forgotten characters because you didn't tell me what specific characters you want so..

Disney/Pixar characters dating hc's

ft. pocahontas, diego, prince philip, aurora, kida, ember lumen, simba, tigress, killian, nod, robyn goodfellowe, belle

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-Pocahontas - Pocahontas

-i see a secret relationship with her, because of her father... so she will sneak out at night to your teepee just to see you and cuddle with you.

-exploring the nature together like hiking hills and mountains, swimming in every river, lake, sea,... while splashing water on each other.

-when you are having trouble falling asleep, she will sing to you, probably a lullaby from her mother or some she wrote for you.

-matching bracelets and it's a BIG deal for her. it's like a promise ring to her so if you take it off (without a good reason!) she will be really upset.

-grandmother Willow wants to meet you so bad but Pocahontas refuses. not because she's ashamed of you or something, but because she talked about you to grandmother Willow so many times so she's scared what grandmother willow might say

-she will pick different types of rocks, feathers, crystals, flowers,... and bring them to you and say something like "this reminds me of you" "this is almost as beautiful as you"

-Ice Age - Diego

-hunting together. he finds it hot when you hunt so he may lose his focus, if you smack him or growl at him; he will snap out of his trance.

-watching after each other all the time. Diego was with the wrong guys from the start so he was always 'alone' even when he was with Soto. when he met Manny and Sid it got better but then Manny met Ellie etc,... so he tends to protect others before him, he puts others before him so when you watch after him and he watches after you it feels right to him, makes him feel safe

-he will tease you A LOT. i mean he's a man AND a cat, what did you expect. so when is winter he will push you on ice or throw you into a snow and when you get angry and start chasing him, he will just laugh because he's stronger then you so in case he can pin you down

-cuddles and a lot of purring. at night, when Diego gets tired he become a huge cuddly cat. you two are alone in your shared cave so he just snuggles to you or put his paw around you. and at day time around Manny and Sid he's the 'tough guy' again.

-when you are mad at him, he will bring small dead animals to you or some flowers or he will do things for you and he will be 'nice' to Sid, Crash and Eddie just so you see how good boyfriend he is and so you can forgive him faster.

-Sleeping Beauty - Prince Philip

-he's a real gentleman. he will hold the door for you, dance with you, read with you, ride a horse with you, take your shoes off, massage your back or feet,....

-riding a horse with you or walking through the royal gardens hand in hand are his two favourite activities to do with you. he loves you a lot and he loves your ideas and opinions (he basically loves how your brain works yk) so when you two are walking through the gardens while talking... he just love it!

-sneaking you inside the castle at night and outside at early morning from the start because of his parents reaction, or he will sneak outside at nigh to your house in town.

-he will bring you flowers at least twice a week because he can. i mean he doesn't have a specific reason for it he just wants to see you smile

-baking with each other! hear me out i feel like he's a huge fan of baking so when you said you can bake, he was SO happy! he will try and help you or he will just watch. for sure he will eat it almost all

-he loves when you touch his hair. it makes him feel safe and it calms him down. he doesn't like back scratches or massages JUST playing with his hair.

-Sleeping Beauty - Aurora

-collect wild strawberries, raspberries, blueberries and other wild fruits. this may sound weird but she loves it. she's with the love of her life; you, she's in nature which she loves so much, also with animals, that's why she loves it so much. it's many things she loves at the same time.

-dancing and singing around the house with each other. she doesn't care if you cannot dance nor sing, you can just swing around and hum with her, and it will make her happy!

-Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather are always giggling and 'running' around while watching you two, telling each other how lucky Aurora is and how cute you two look,...

-they will also make you matching dresses. and yes, they will fight over the smallest things while doing it. the dresses ended up really pretty! it was simple two blue dresses with your initials on the other side of the dress (like under?)

-cooking and baking together. you are also such a good team, when Aurora washes the dishes you dry them, or she mix the ingredience you decorate the cake

-she's also pretty touchy at all times like she will walk behind you in the kitchen and just touch or slightly squeeze you arm/shoulder. also pretty cuddly so mostly at nights she will put her head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat OR she will hug you from behind and put her head in your neck.

-Atlantis: The Lost Empire - Kida

-matching crystal bracelets. she has her blue one and you have the same one just your favourite color. she will kiss your crystal multiple times so when you are sad or feeling lonely and she's not near, you can kiss it like you kiss her, yk

-swimming late at night together. feeling her hands traveling on your body under the water with a smirk because when you relax in her touch and lost focus, she will splash water on you and swim away a bit, just to tease you.

-playing with her hair. she loves it because it kinda reminds her of her mother so it brings her a lot of comfort and when you do it, she's over the moon!

-braiding small braids in her hair which she will have until they unravel.

-she will hunt and you will cook, there is no other way. and she always eats all the food saying how delicious it was and how you are so good, sometimes she will even watch how you prepare the food just so she can see your hands work...

-having her hands ATTACHED to your waist. she just loves it there! and whenever she can, she will squeeze your waist or just put her hands on it.

-Elemental - Ember Lumen

-one of the main reasons she fall in love with you is that when you are near her, she's calm. like it's so weird how you can control her without knowing, so when she was in the shop with her dad she could (and probably will) lose her temper at some customer, but when you are there (talking to her or her mom or anyone else, or no one!) she's calm and relaxed

-she will admire you a lot. it's some kind of habit of her, when she was little she admired her father a lot... now when she's adult, she admires you (and still her father) because you can handle her, and you love her no matter what...

-she will make you ton of things from glass/lava, you have full room of them and you love it! mostly when she has delivery she quickly knock at your door, give you her gift from the glass she handmade and say something like "you look beautiful today, bye" "i love you, bye"

-she also uses the delivery as a way of saying 'nice' things to you, i mean she just gets so nervous around you and she cannot flirt for her own good so...

-at night she loves to fall asleep next to you while holding your hand. she moves a lot in her sleep and she gets 'hot' quickly so she doesn't want to hurt you and she needs a space but she also wants to be near you so holding your hand is the best.

-Lion King - Simba

-he will show you off all the time! i mean you are his mate, his queen, his goddess, his pride so of course he's gonna show you off to everyone.

-he will let you have the first bite. that's a really strong gesture of love because we know that alpha/king male lions eats first, then lionesses and then cubs... but Simba let's you have the first bite and then you eat together.

-he's a flirt and a tease so he will say a lot of cheese things like when you wake up in the morning "you look stunning, my love" following by "god, how lucky i am to have you, love"

-he also craves for your touch. so snuggling his nose in your neck because that's where the most of your natural scent is and just breaths in.

-protective af! like a lot because you are his EVERYTHING, like literally. so he's almost everytime with you, just when you REALLY need privacy he'll leave you alone.

-Sarabi loves you and she often tease her son about how much he loves you etc. which Simba hates but you find it cute how she keeps talking and Simba's rolling his eyes and saying that it's not true.

-Kung Fu Panda - Tigress

-Tigress is pretty tough, so if she falls in love with you; you must be special. i mean she's capable of love and all, she just doesn't focus on that, she's mainly focused on training and kung fu so...

-training together! that's a need, she will make you workout at least twice a week so you can be fit and healthy, if you want more you can train more... if you are sick or on your period you can just sit there and watch her

-she will try to impress you and show off her muscles and skills to you. like a way of proving to you that she can protect you and take care of you, so she can make you feel safe..

-a lots of scratching behind the ear and purring. she loves it! she'll lay on your stomach, wrap her arms around your waist and just cuddle to you while you can scratch her behind her ears.

-master Shifu knew that she's in love with you before she realized! he know his daughter so he was ready for it... maybe he panicked a bit from the start and talked to Oogway first, he calmed him down and the both of them were really supportive and happy for her.

-Mantis, Monkey, Crane, Viper and Po were also really happy for her, and they teased her a lot about it which she than repaid them in training.

-she's also really really protective and possessive. if someone hurt you, she will go FERAL.

-Spies in Disguise - Killian

-Killian is a villain so he is extremely protective of you. Cameras everywhere around the house, tracking your phone and laptop (watch, car,...) so he knows where you are... he also sends your personal bodyguards with you (in case he has a meeting or business.

-he spoils you, A LOT! he often shops with you, to see all those outfits and you smiley face, but there are times when he cannot which mean he'll send you at least 3 bodyguards to protect you (he has like 20 bodyguards watching over you but shh)

-he loves how he can relax when he's near you. often, when he comes home, late, he sits on his huge velvet chair with a red wine while you sit in front of him; talking.

-like i said he spoils you at normal days but on your b-day or valentine's day or christmas!! you have everything you can think of, you look at that thing and he's already paying.

-he doesn't really like when you took his hair, like he doesn't mind but he prefers when you stroke your nails, softly on his arm up and down. that's much better for him.

-Epic - Nod

-Nod is another teaser. he will gently poke your waist or gently pinch your arm and laugh everytime you slap his hand but when you aren't looking he will whisper "ow" under his nose.

-his father loves you, he thinks that you keep Nod calm and focused on many thing, which he needs.

-he'll race you through the forest on your hummingbirds and when he wins he'll brag about it for a week and if you win, he'll also brag about it to others how awesome his girlfriend is.

-i feel like he loves dancing so he will dance with you around, mostly on the balcony of your shared bedroom, mostly at middle of the night.

-he's keeping an eye on you every single second. always when you are near him and not right next to him, he'll turn to look at you from time to time just to make sure you are safe.

-when you two are cuddling, he'll probably lay his head on your chest and make you play with his hair or he'll make you to lay on his chest so he can play with your hair, it just depends on his mood.

-Wolfwalkers - Robyn Goodfellowe

-Robyn will want to be with you every single minute she can, because she loves you so much! i believe that it takes her some time to fall in love and deeply care about someone, you also have to be a bit "special" to her to fall in love, but when she does, she loves deeply and strongly

-she's a hunter, in her human body or wolf form, doesn't matter she's a hunter, hunter blood runs through her veins, so you two will spend a lot of time in the forest just hanging around...

-Mebh will be a little suspicious about you from the start but eventually she will like you and she's just happy that Robyn is happy, same with Robyn's father and Moll.

-she trusts you a lot, so she will show you her wolf form and even tell you that she's a wolfwalker. she loves when you scratch her behind her ear or just stroke her fur.

-if you're a wolfwalker as well then you two are running through the woods all the time.

-Robyn love when you braid her hair. you can make her two braids and she'll fall asleep with them or you can make her a pony-tail and she'll hunt with it,..

-Beauty and the Beast - Belle

-Belle is really loving person but she's introvert, which means she needs a time to open herself truly. i mean she'll share many stuff with you but after some time she'll share some deep thoughts and stuff like that.

-you two will have "your talks" every single saturday. it means that you two sit on a picnic blanket outside or near the fireplace inside (depends on the weather) and talk about books you've read and gossip and just talk about everything.

-she will mark every sentence or word that she finds amazing like "kiss me until i'm sick of it" and the say it to you.

-she can be shy but that doesn't mean she cannot flirt and you'd be surprise from the start that she can flirt like this with just a giggle

-Belle loves touching you. braiding your hair, stroking your hand with her thumb, kissing your shoulder... doesn't really matter, she's just touch starved

-reading to each other. if one of you cannot fall asleep because of any reason, the other one will read 'till falling asleep. she finds it really comforting because she loves your voice.

[svt-kiki]

( 🖇️ ) RELATIONSHIPS WITH MAKNAE LINE ⌅ .

✦ 🐸 ⸝⸝ ⸺ minghao / the 8

#　kiki　+　minghao　／　kihao　...　65%

#　TAGLINE　...　cold outside but soft inside

man they really chill *chef’s kiss*

they got along really well from the beginning, he just knew she’s the reliable person and she be like I WILL PROTECT THIS LIL BROTHER AT ALL COST-

oh the stage presence, and that gaze... ( like mother like son )

it’s funny how they really like that hufflepuff and slytherin besties on the internet

they share the vibes of aesthetics, she loves hanging with him and enjoys tea or meditation or just watching him doing painting

she will buy anything even something suspicious as long as he recommends, i mean he will never do that but that’s just a dinamic of this duo

just like her, he had no friends nor acquaintances in korea when came to pledis, so she rly took good care of him even they don’t know what the other’s talking

he was sorta ‘newbie’ among the boys, so she explained what it is when others were talking about funny episodes during old trainee days

she listened him a lot esp after debut, such as the gap between public image and himself, because she also had similar struggles too

she made sure he and jun can have enough opportunities to speak in radios or music shows and others, always care abt them

and he considers her a lot too, like “have u eaten enough?” “did u sleep well yesterday?”

they both prefers healthy diets ( and sharing midnights snacks, too )

minghao knows what her soul is like, warm and deep, and he always respects her humanity

he really turnes to little squishy just for her :)

✦ 🐶 ⸝⸝ ⸺ mingyu

#　kiki　+　mingyu　／　kigyu　...　90%

#　TAGLINE　...　the muse and the guard dog

does he soft launching he's the one who took her 'girlfriend material' photos on instagram? well it's a hard launching so-

he always includes heart emoji in the reply of her post and got teased from other members lol

kiki: *unofficial no.1 mingyu supporter*

no one:

mingyu: don’t come close to her or i’ll bite you *glares*

they look good, cook well, clean well-

ykwim, they’re in charge of grocery shopping and cooking in the group, other boys will just following them around and be like “i trust you guys just leave the carrying task to us” and it’s hilarious

but when they showed up on red carpet or at the same event? they’ll be THE hot topic *wink wonk*

she can’t just leave poor mingyu when he got teased from everybody so she’s the one who always pats his back

and he has soft spot to have her pat him on the head 💆🏻

he loves to dry her hair, and blow-dry is her least favorite task so... yeah she presumes his goodwill a little in here ;)

PDA wasn’t her best speciality at first ( it’s not that she was uncomfortable or anything, just her japanese thing tho ) but from one point kiki just gave up and let it be 🧘🏻 and guess what? he was the main reason-

they have certain intimacy that sometimes strangers got wrong idea as they’re in relationship or smth, well it’s not ( or they really had... uhm, intimate relationship before? ) but boy doesn't come to pLAY

like i don't trying to be suspicious but he basically has an unhealthy obsession with her, i mean, he is okay that she's having affair with other members ( kinda poly idea ) but he will NOT stand the idea of her with the men outside of the group, it's complicated yk

3/3 of the ‘knight line’ - just imagine seungcheol, jun and mingyu surrounding her like a freaking castle wall, people will be terrified lmao

✦ 🍕 ⸝⸝ ⸺ seokmin / dk

#　kiki　+　seokmin　／　kiseok　...　65%

#　TAGLINE　...　overflowing happy virus :)

they are the happy virus, a sunshine, the definition of sweetness

the bright and positive energy they deliver when two are together is just-

well it can’t be said that she is able to keep up with his chaotic side but she loves he’s having fun and enjoying 100% at the moment

dokyeom LOVES her dishes, he’ll eat anything as long as she cooked

and learns how to cook from her willingly, although both knew he be like etrnal beginner lol

usually they cuddle together in the green room when they take a nap

he had a small crush on her when they were trainee, it was kind of feeling a boy would have for the prettiest girl in the classroom

eventually it grew to the sister/brotherhood relationship that literally ✨glowing✨

he often jokes about how his sister and parents love kiki more than himself, telling him to be kind and gentle with her or you’ll see the consequences time to time, since she’s the only female member and his family always worry about her

he’s the type that gets rattled and worried around her when she is sick or tired and tries to help her but have no idea what to do ( it’s sweet tho )

she knows he always wants to support her and wishes her best

he somehow always ends up with cups her cheeks at the end of conversation

did she cried when saw his excalibur with jeonghan? yessss

sometimes she surprised that he’s actually a grown mAN bcs she’s so used to take care of him as a little brother

so grateful to have someone like him ( and same thing goes for dk )

✦ 🍊 ⸝⸝ ⸺ seungkwan

#　kiki　+　boo seungkwan　／　kiboo　...　70%

#　TAGLINE　...　handsome and cutie pie

they are like the princess and the knight... but in this case, seungkwan is the princess and kiki is the knight yk

officially her grandparents’ favorite member

kiki: kwanna guess what my family send you some food again ㅋㅋㅋ

seungkwan: oh my god when i can start the goddamn diet *takes a bite*

it’s just helpless 🤷🏻

the jogging friends

like he sometimes gets angry just because he adores his noona too much and can’t handle the emotion, kind of ‘precious aggression’ but never eVER hurt her fr

he’s the best member at taking care of her when she’s in period, especially in the trainee era besides some boys just cluless and dk what to do at first ( now they all progressed thanks to seungkwan )

in pre debut era, there was a time once he just lost his mind and suddenly having no idea how to interact with her ( hint: adolescent ) so had no choice but to avoid her, and it was his biggest regret

other member: *tries to fight him back*

seungkwan: *immediately hides behind her*

kiki, to other member: HOW DARE U TRYING TO HURT MY CHILD

he once said if he were a carat he would be a kiki stan 100%

kiki in every group trip: *being his no.1 cheer leader*

she being like “that’s my girl baby 😌” towards everything he did, can’t stop smiling

not him watching cheering and promoting on sns every acting works she has done 🥲 ( and sending a coffee track ofc )

✦ 🐻‍❄️ ⸝⸝ ⸺ hansol / vernon

#　kiki　+　hansol　／　kisol　...　55%

#　TAGLINE　...　cream in the coffee

like kihoon, they’re just not loud as others — but hey, it’s strong

they are simply close to each other, she’s fond of him and he looks up and follows around her like a second shadow

she trusts his taste of music, kiki always listens to his reccomends and it helps her to expand her music knowledge a lot

he’s the only one who she can actually be proactive for kissing to ─ like, to cheecks i mean

he regurally compliments her, esp when kiki dressed up for award shows like “wow noona is so beautiful, just breathtaking” and she’s just being ... well, japanese

not he unborthered for the jokes by other groups’ members as “i want her to be our group~” or “can we have her as our noona / eonni too 🥺” and he just goes “no, sorry, she’s our noona” with straight gAZE lmao

movie lovers ! they’ve similar taste and often spend a night watching movie together: studio ghibli, wes anderson, mcu and many more

usually she doesn’t have a pick between cat and dog as she love both but can’t help being a cat person while killing time with him

he’s the only one who can watch her kiss scenes in her works without flinch, he just ... chill ( while other boys freaking out ofc )

she loves his dancing style too much, u can always see in the bts that she’s fangirling over his performances

kiki is like an anchor to him, although vernon has his own rhythm for communication and, well, existing, she always make sure he can be himself yet included within the group

✦ 🦖 ⸝⸝ ⸺ chan / dino

#　kiki　+　dino　／　kino　...　65%

#　TAGLINE　...　different shape, same warmth

oh BOY

he's so whipped for his noona

and you can see she really adores this little maknae

is he wrapped around by her little finger? obviously.

he truly respects her as a dancer, performer, idol and a role model

from most parts, she wrap her mind around him, but the same time there is the part of him that she never knew nor understand about it

lee family is like an supporter team of kiki, from dino’s parents to grandma to brother... they are full of kiki stan

she respects that he’s the first child in the real family as some ( or in many ) times he’s the one who’s more mature

she treats him as a grown man as he deserved and dino appreciate that

but kiki loves when he being a little brother, won’t waste a single moment to express her affection

he couldn’t be more happier when they spend the night in practice room, thinking and practicing dance together

jeonghan revealed once she cried after listened to "zero" for first time and... he saw the consequences for sure haha

she always showers him with full of praise words when he did solo stage or project or danceology basically anything on his own

he has secret affection of her humming in the kitchen while making some dishes, it’ll just comfort him at instant especially when they were trainees ( he even recorded on his phone without telling her one time )

on trainee era, when he couldn’t help himself from homesick or just tired about same old days, couldn’t attend school events, she took him to the night drive and had secret snack just by themselves

dino had envied woozi so much when he found out now she’s doing similar things to his hyung as well, he thought it’s only his privilege but accepts at the end

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[pansy-picnics]

A vat7k related question.

What do you think is Hugo's gender identity? Cus I want to hear what you think Hugo's gender is and the story behind it.

EHEHEHE personally i think she’s genderfluid and uses he/she/they pronouns…….I think he was kind of an uncracked egg up until the trials though. like, he’s been in survival mode for so long that he’s never had the time or luxury to really think about himself or his identity….i think he’s had a lot of different disguises over his career though, and those personas are either male or female depending on what the situation calls for so he’s not a stranger to dressing femininely either.

but yeah…i think for a long time hugo just identified as male by default cuz like…what else would he be LOL. if he had any doubts at all they weren’t significantly hindering him or anything so he just buried them with all the other of the emotions he doesn’t want to feel. but like the closet is made of GLASS and this becomes especially obvious when she teams up with 3 other teenagers who are also transgender so sometimes she’ll just Say Shit and they all turn around and look at her like “…….🤨”

i have this very vivid scene in my head where varian comes out to the gang as trans and hes clearly really uneasy abt it. and hugo doesn’t know what to say so he just tries to relate by saying the first thing that comes to mind and goes “oh yeah i get it i mean. sometimes i wish i was a girl but like not all the time yk” and nuru and varian both just stop and stare at him

hugo, getting nervous: …Sorry that’s probably not the same thing forget i said anything

nuru: No i think we should talk about this?

anyways yeah….other than her traveling party giving her some weird looks nothing actually really came of these conversations bc hugo would refuse to think about herself even if you put a gun to her head

fast forward to post-trials though, and hugo’s been living in the castle with varian for about six months…it was REALLY messy for both of them while she was adjusting, but at this point shes finally started to let her guard down a little, and all of a sudden she has SO much free time and she has no idea what to do with any of it. she’s stealing collecting things, tinkering with all kinds of useless little gadgets, rapunzel is teaching her tons of little arts and crafts projects. overall shes pretty content despite everything. So anyways then the gender crisis hits them like a fucking freight train

honestly i’m like half joking when i say i think it started bc they just kept forgetting to cut their hair. like one day they looked in the mirror and they’re like “wow my hairs getting so long i kinda look like a girl lol. Wait”

AND AS FUNNY AS IT IS ITS SO. WILDLY UNFAMILIAR TO THEM. like all of a sudden theyre SO insecure for as far as they can tell, NO reason and it drives them CRAZY. i dont even think that hugo dislikes their masculine features after coming out, i think they embrace them if anything but its just like…going from 0 to 100 so fast and suddenly being so hyper aware of themselves in a way that they NEVER were before…having to realize that they’re definitely Not cis. it’s fucking TERRIFYING!!!

not to mention it hits him all at once during a time when he’s still frankly really paranoid about him and varian’s relationship, and he’s kinda walking on eggshells bc deep down he’s convinced that var’s just gonna get tired of him eventually and kick him out. its like he’s just waiting for the final nail in the coffin despite the fact that there is literally no coffin.

All that being said i think it takes him a while to work up the courage to talk to varian about it. and he knows he won’t like. hate him for being trans or anything (I sure hope he wouldn’t, at least, seeing as he is literally also trans) but varian’s already done SO much for him and helped him through literally everything already….he doesn’t want to burden him any more than he already has. he also cant comprehend that someone can just Like him, like, as a person, so he’s convinced himself that varian must see something specific in him right now and he’s afraid that if he changes himself drastically in any way then whatever varian saw in him just. won’t be there anymore. If that makes sense

as for who he actually goes to first- honestly i think it’d have to be lance. at least in my head lance was the first person hugo really started to bond with aside from varian….he didn’t start letting his guard down with rapunzel until quite a while after that. also i think he’s worried that if he tells rapunzel she’d end up accidentally spilling something to varian (which is like. Valid bc she’s a horrible liar) he’d definitely write a letter to nuru, too, but nuru is also in another kingdom, and that message takes a while to get to her, so it’s more something they talk about after the fact

when he finally does get a letter back after dumping this revelation on her it’s just like

“dearest hugo. upon reading your letter i desperately wanted to tell you that i told you so, but i realize that would be in poor taste, seeing as you are clearly struggling right now. Moreover,-“ /j

regardless of who she tells first, they obviously all support her and encourage her to talk to varian as well…And ofc varian hypes her up to no end when she finally does. i wanna say it’s a sweet emotional scene but i feel like varian was also under the assumption that she figured out the gender thing like a year ago /j

hugo: ,,,,so like. i don’t think i’m a guy

varian: . yeah?

hugo:

hugo: TFYM “YEAH”?????!!!!???

varian: D. DID WE NOT ALREADY KNOW THIS?

hugo: ,???? NO???!!???!

jokes aside though as soon as hugo does decide he wants to explore his presentation more varian immediately consults rapunzel who gets WAY too excited about it and it kind of scares hugo a little bit. /j like Do you want to cut your hair? Dye it? Do you want new piercings? TATTOOS????

they eventually just settle on getting her a few new pieces to add to her wardrobe and that works out fine. varian sees his girlfriend in a dress and loses his mind etc etc. All is right in the world

[sh0jun]

Headcanon ask again!

I’ve been thinking, how would Nobunaga’s route go if Mc chose to be thrown into the dungeon of Azuchi?

Like.. Ik he doesn’t go back on his word and stuff but yk, getting kissed by a man you met a day ago seems a lil bit more disturbing then rotting in a cell 😄

Oooh hmm 🤔

•So let's say you do get thrown in a cell.

•Hideyoshi will be a lot more at ease.....because you know- you are seen as a spy and all

•But he will come to check up on you and ask you to eat your food and stuff

•Others will visit you too occasionally

•But otherwise I don't think we will get to know them that well

• and definitely not Nobunaga unless he asks for your audience

•One person you WILL get to know a lot tho, is Mitsuhide. Because he's a local at the dungeons

• and sasuke who is devastated to know you got thrown in the dungeons and will try to help you escape

• so either it will turn into Mitsuhide or Sasuke's route

• or Nobunaga will have two love rivals..

•.....idk I just don't see a reason for the guys to visit you. I mean they would run into you when you were a chatelaine and soon they warmed up to you

• but they won't if you're in the dungeon.....right?

Edit:

If it were me

I would be a complete menace

• fuck staying in the dungeons because I KNOW for a fact that there is a secret passage down there somewhere. All castles do.

• I will find it and make my grand escape :>

• and give Hideyoshi more of a reason to be suspicious of me UwU

• yeah I wont be well liked in the sengoku era

• maybe to nobunaga because he has questionable taste

And now from cybrid's POV which I did not think about at all (shout out to @corpiote for this! (˵͡~͜ʖ͡°˵)ﾉ⌒♡*:･。.)

This is what she said word to word:

I could see cybird having a few visit to be like "woah. didn't know someone would willing be in here" or "u got guts to defy nobunaga". since in the beginning of nobu's route he's already established some interest, he could visit every now and then like "have you reconsidered?" until eventually deciding to just let mc out bc he likes her "fireball" spirit. but that's me pulling from cybird's writing style, not so much the characters

Thankyou for reading!

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[noblehouseofgay]

Ok marauders Enchanted au except we're gonna change the story a bit so stick with me and trust me

And if you've never watched Enchanted fix that, underrated af

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Main ships- jegulus, wolfstar, pandalily (knowing me I'll try to find a way to sneak in some rosekiller too)

Giselle- regulus

Edward- sirus

NOW PAUSE DONT GET WEIRD- I said we were changing the story bit

They are still brothers. And not lovers. Cool? Ok cool, moving on

The movie starts with regulus in his house with pandora, and they're making a fake "true love" to cheer regulus up. And he sings like Giselle does in the movie, and sirius hears and is like "omg someone looking for true love!!" And he runs to find this person and goes "oh. It's you." Bc he didn't know it was his brother.

Walburga is obviously the evil queen (their mother) and wants to keep them from finding love bc it means she keeps her power

Pandora is a horrible influence and wants regulus to find someone. Peter (bc its funny if yk who plays him) is the one hired by walburga to keep sirius busy and not falling in love

The next day, they go back to the castle to have a meeting with their mother. Sirius tries to get Reggie to go to the old wishing well they went to as kids. And reg is stubborn but they end up going. Sirius wishes for true love. And oops what do you know, the magic of the well sucks him in. Regulus panics and grabs Sirius, and they both fall in.

So recap who's who

Reg Giselle, Sirius Edward, pandora is essentially pip, Peter is Nathaniel, walburga is narissa

Now into the real world!!

We have single father James Potter, raising his adventurous son, Harry (Robert and morgan)

James' secretary is none other than Remus Lupin (nancy). Except instead of them dating and stuff, they're sad best friends

And james' ex wife is ofc Lily Evans (hence the pandalily I couldn't help but add. Her and james are still friends that's how we get this)

So now in the real world, james and Harry stumble upon 2 overly dressed idiots stuck outside in the rain one night. Harry is excited bc they're something out of a fairytale. He convinces his dad to take the sad fucks in bc its literally pouring out. (Yes sirius climbed a billboard bc he thought it was a castle). So james gives in thanks to Harry and let's the brothers stay the night bc he's already getting a soft spot for them

So yes it's a decent amount different from the story but you see the vision right?

So from here pandora and Peter are racing against each other to get back the brothers. Peter obviously scared of walburga so he's trying to get them back for that, pandora is the opposite and is trying to beat him to it

Now im considering writing this- like genuinely. I'm planning it rn actually. But. Only if this gets a decent amount of support. I wanna know if anyone actually likes the idea so- lmk

[an1meslvt]

Itake a wild guess|

tags: shuriri x blackfemreader

warnings: smutty tings (18+), bdsm themes, strapslinger! shuriri :) it’s not much y’all 😭 not really proof read :(

translations: xhosa: usana-baby

summary: you’re bored out of your mind. shuri and riri has a game for you! :)

“y’all i’m bored.” you whined with a big pout. shuri and riri both made a slight noise letting you know that they heard you. you let out another whine, stomping over to them across the lab. “we heard you the first time usana, but you’ll manage until we’re done.” shuri said as she mixed various chemicals together.

“you said you’d be done an hour ago.” you deadpanned, causing riri to let out a light chuckle. “you more than welcome to go home and wait for us, ma. you the one that begged us to come here.” you gave riri a stank face and smacked your teeth, which caused her to look at you sternly. you mumbled out a quick “sorry.” before frowning, making her hum in satisfaction.

“but i’ll just be bored there tooooo.” you were being very dramatic. “y/n! if you so bored then come over here and help me with these equations.” riri spoke, looking at you expectingly. you raised your eyebrows and scratched the back of your neck. “now see ian that bored.” you said walking back to your seat. riri let out a faint “exactly.” before continuing with her work.

𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷

so it’s been 2 more hours and luckily you kept yourself occupied by touring the castle with the dora milaje and you may or may not have been pissing okoye off on purpose.(teehee) but like…you wanted to go home. and i know y’all thinking ‘ain’t y’all home the castle?’ well, i mean-yea but- like the place y’all stay is like on royal grounds but it’s not connected to the castle but it is at the same time- ykw, you know what i’m tryna say.

either way, you wanted to go home and chill with your girlfriends. yk watch a lil tv, eat sum food, drink sum wine, fuck maybe- you know…what one does when they’re at home. and you can’t do nun of those things while they here in the lab, so you had to wait.

“griot, alert y/n that we are almost ready to leave for home, we’re packing up now.” shuri said as she gathered things to put in her bag. “yes my queen.” just then, your kimoyo beads lit up, making you and okoye stop walking. “goddess y/n, shuri and riri are ready to leave, you may head back to the lab.”(she updated his programming so he can call you goddess)“thank you griot, tell them i’ll be right down.” you said before walking to the lab with okoye.

“do you think she was bored or just horny?” riri asked shuri, gathering her things as well. shuri let out a light laugh before speaking. “honestly, knowing her, it’s both, but probably one more than the other.” riri nodded in agreement. “we’ll see when we get home.”

𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷

now you guys are at home, watching tv in the living room. “hmm this showing is kinda boring.” you said laying back against the couch. riri nodded and turned the tv off. “ok well what do you wanna do then.” you shrugged your shoulders, genuinely out of ideas.

shuri then came up with an idea. “how about we play a little game?” you and riri focused your attention on shuri, implying for her to go on. “back in wakanda, we used to play a game, similar to what you americans call seven up. only difference is, if you didn’t guess the right person, you’d get punished.”

“and what would that be?” you said, now very intrigued. shuri smirked before speaking, her accent strong. “the losers would have to give up their favorite toy” riri was catching on to where shuri was going with this. “so basically what shuri is saying is that we’re going to play our own little version of seven up. you guess who’s touching you and if you get it right you get a reward, if you get it wrong we stop and you get punished.”

you stopped and thought for a moment. this was a pretty cool idea and you were almost confident that you would win. shuri and riri had completely different ways of pleasuring you, all while still giving you what you crave. shuri was of course dominant and rough but could be gentle and sensual if she wanted to. riri was kinda the same but a bit different.

she could be rough and dominant like shuri but most of the time she could care less about allat, she just wanted to hear your pretty moans and to see you cum by any means necessary. so you were certain you had this down pact, buttt, you didn’t want it to be that easy. you loved a challenge and you already decided to say the wrong person on purpose at some point to see what type of punishment they would give. how fun this was going to be. “alright, deal.”

𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷

you found yourself in a pretty reoccurring position. your hands cuffed to the headboard rails and a blindfold over your eyes. “alright baby, we’re about to start. you remember your safe word?” shuri asked, setting out various toys. “yes, it’s blue.” you said impatiently. they both hummed in agreement before riri spoke.

“mhm, and what’s our colors baby?” she asked getting everything else set up. “green, orange, and red, which means good, slow down, and stop or not doing well.” you said. riri and shuri smiled. “that’s good, baby. you ready?” riri asked. you nodded in excitement, causing them to laugh.

there was a pause in conversation before you felt someone get in the bed with you. their hands slid up and down your thighs before forcing them open. their fingers had rings on them. ‘ok this could be shuri or riri, i gotta be smart about this.’ you thought to yourself.

you felt their head lower until their lips met your lower ones. you let out a gasp of pleasure as their tongue plunged through your entrance. so, the easy way for you was gone. you knew it could be shuri if you felt her curly hair on your lower stomach, but she had it braided back…damn her.

so now what do you do? you didn’t wanna get punished this early. as whoever was between your legs, they reached up to squeeze your breast. bingo, it was riri. she always grabbed your breast as she ate you out. “it’s-shit- it’s you, riri! oh fuck i’m gonna cum!” you moaned, grinding on riri’s face.

once you came in riri’s mouth, she came up and gave you a kiss. “good job baby! let’s make this a little harder, yea?” shuri spoke, coming over to you. she uncuffed you from the bed and flipped you over in ass up face down. “now since it’s only two of us that’s an advantage for you…and we can’t have you winning too easy, right riri?” riri nodded in agreement.

“exactly. we can’t just let you win, ma.” with that, they both got out of bed to grab the rest of the toys. you felt something slid into you. omg it was the vibranium dildo shuri made for you. it felt so so good. now all you had to figure out was who was using it on you. just then you felt a high vibration on your clit, stroking it lightly.

“oh my-fuck! mmm shit- i don’t know who’s doing what!” you yelled, getting very overwhelmed. “you gotta tell us something baby. unless you don’t wanna cum.” riri said. you could hear their voices but you couldn’t tell who was pleasuring you in each way.

‘ok…now it’s time to take a wild guess.’ you thought. “ok um…shuri you’re using the vibe? i don’t fucking know!” you could care less at this point. you heard a tsk of disappointment. ‘oh shit.’ you thought. the blindfold was removed from your face and turned you over so you could see what was going on. riri was using the vibe and shuri was using the dildo….you’re in trouble.

“so 50 spanks and no cumming for a week?” shuri suggested to riri. riri nodded. “sounds fair.” she said, taking off your hand cuffs. “ you get five minutes to rest, then it’s punishment time!” shuri said a little too excited. “awe shit.” you’re in for it.

𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷༄𖧷

©️ an1meslvt

author: i hope y’all enjoyed this! it’s not much and it’s a bit rushed but i tried my best! thank you to @prettymuchboodup for requesting this! 💕🫶🏾

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What are your thoughts or analyses on the phallic imagery in berserk? Less so the more obvious ones like seen in Casca’s nightmares which are obviously pointing to her sexual trauma, but like we see with the vagina-esque monsters and how Guts’ sword is alluded to being like a penis in some cases. Sorry if it’s a weird question lol

Sorry for the wait on this lol, I was on vacation for a while, and it's also a topic I wanted to spend some time on because I love it and I wanted to be relatively thorough. Thanks for the ask!

So yeah, disclaimers out of the way, Freudian analytical theory is very silly, very gender essentialist in ways that can often be transphobic and misogynist, and as far as I'm aware pretty much wholly unrelated to real psychology. Back in the 70s and 80s you had film theorists who took it seriously as a genuine glimpse into the subconsciousness of humanity or whatever, but now it's pretty much just a readily available source of sex and gender related symbolism that's easy to understand.

And in Berserk I do genuinely think it's a valid lens to view the story through because Miura is often quite heavy handed in utilizing it as symbolism. I mean, Guts literally gives someone an orgasm by stabbing her at one point. Some of this can definitely be a stretch, taking established symbols and running with them, but some of it is also almost certainly purposeful. I'll leave it to you to decide what you see as legit and what you see as stretching believability here.

This is very long lol

So yeah, it starts off strong in Berserk with Guts' oversized sword. Swords are dicks, ie sources of masculine power, especially in Berserk

and in the context of the story the dragonslayer is Guts overcompensating imo. And it's not compensating for a small dick lol, which would be more the purview of comedy, but for a loss of masculinity, ie Guts' childhood abuse from Gambino, and rape trauma. It's about his need to prove himself because he was made to feel like he had to, imo.

And it's not just the size of his sword, his obsession with it is also a major factor. He has a grandiose speech about how his sword is like a part of his body (hmm) and that it's been at his side through everything and he's always relied on it. The dream he lands on is to be the best and strongest sword fighter ever. He's currently having a breakdown over not being able to hit someone with his sword. He has a recurring tendency to break other guy's swords lol. At one point Casca screams at him that he essentially cares about his sword more than her. etc etc.

In the story dreams are at odds with emotionally healing human relationships, and dreams are represented by swords (Guts' sword obviously, Casca becoming Griffith's sword, Griffith calling the throne a sword while taunting the king in the dungeon as well as his vision of himself throwing him a sword and pointing to the castle in chapter 72).

So through a Freudian lens, Guts' sword can also be said to represent emotional isolation, positioning masculinity as emotionally isolating. Which, yk, fits with Griffith also equating dreams and masculinity in his Promrose Hall speech (a man must achieve a dream before he can have a family or lover) and, I suppose lol, Casca getting "softer" and more feminine as she falls for Guts, as femininity is therefore the opposite: emotional reliance on and support of others.

So if swords are dicks, then it follows that wounds are vaginas, ie yonic symbols. Also pretty obvious when you read some of the lines during the Guts and Casca sex scene lol. "I too want a wound I can say you gave me." These can represent weakness and victimization (I did warn for misogyny lol) and/or (often sexual) relationships and emotional openness.

So you have the relationships - "licking wounds" with Casca; Guts letting Casca stab him when he thinks about abandoning Griffith; the Beast of Darkness calling Casca the wound Griffith left so Guts can keep feeling the pain Griffith caused; Griffith scratching his own shoulder where Guts' sword pointedly didn't wound him; Griffith being out of reach of Guts' sword post-Eclipse; "let's give him a heap of raw iron;" and Farnese grinding on Guts' sword while possessed and Slan directly treating being stabbed as sexual penetration for the most obvious examples...

Also I'd argue that any time Guts gets his ass kicked in a fight it functions as an echo of his rape trauma symbolically and subconsciously to Guts. Both kinda obviously at times, like eg when Slan overpowers him and tears off his shirt while wounding his chest, and kisses him after the stabbing, causing Guts to feel a burst of fear

or when Rosine stabs Guts through the mouth as another enemy who flirts with Guts mid-fight. And of course the first duel with Griffith in which Guts unilaterally sets the stakes to sex slavery because he's projecting.

But also a little more subtlely, such as when Zodd is given the same position as Nightmare Donovan in Guts' concussion nightmare after he kills Adonis, or all this consistent imagery that rapists and apostles tend to get.

Or, interestingly, the way the Berserk armour functions as self-harm as Guts fights by penetrating Guts to "heal" him.

Something that solidifies its hold over Guts and makes him lose more and more of his positive humanity to his urge to kill.

So yeah, from a Freudian angle I'd suggest that Guts is driven to fight to reclaim the sense of masculine power he was stripped of when he was raped, and every fight can be said to be a repetition of his rape trauma in which he (usually) successfully fights back, but also continuously retraumatizes himself rather than healing.

I'm going to delve a little deeper into how phallic and yonic symbols intersect with the characters' relationships now that we've outlined some of the preliminary symbolism, starting from the Golden Age.

The first duel between Guts and Griffith is rife with Freudian symbolism, very overtly. Griffith stabs Guts and then Guts proceeds to have a nightmare about his rape trauma. Then he projects that trauma onto Griffith when he assumes Griffith wants to fuck him and adds sexual stakes to their duel. Then, yk, he takes Griffith's sword into his mouth lol.

Griffith winning by dislocating Guts' arm can be easily taken as a symbolic unmanning/castration, nicely introducing us into Guts' three years of growth towards prioritizing relationships instead of aimless sword-swinging to prove himself. It's also suggestive of penetration when you're primed to look for sexual symbolism (and if Guts offering Griffith his ass and then biting a sword doesn't prime you for it, what does?):

And the two of them losing their swords in the course of the fight and resorting to unarmed combat can also be taken as a telling symbol of the conflict between dreams and their relationship with each other. They lose the symbols of their dreams and contend only with each other, in a more positive contrast to the second duel that ends their relationship, in which they fight only with swords and never touch each other.

Wounds come into it when Griffith nearly gets killed rushing in against Zodd to save Guts, leading to the most impactful moment of their relationship, where Griffith admits he did it solely for Guts' sake and had no other reason. Griffith also points out how wounded Guts is after that fight, in what I'd call a nearly flirtatious way:

And if you follow these symbols completely strictly this scene suggests Guts retreating into his defensive masculinity in his sword exercises after being defeated/emasculated by Zodd and accused of not valuing his personal relationships by Casca, and finally finding a new, more constructive purpose for his sword after Griffith essentially confesses his devotion to him.

Dedicating his sword to Griffith in return for the wounds Griffith suffered for his sake, with, it has to be noted when the topic is freudian symbolism, his sword held at exactly crotch level.

In the second duel Guts destroys Griffith's sword before leaving, a symbolic castration which is most likely intended to represent and foreshadow Griffith's subsequent loss of power when he throws his life away and ends up tortured in a dungeon for a year. More interestingly imo, is Griffith tracing scratch-markes on his shoulder after sleeping with Charlotte and while crying over Guts - the same shoulder Guts' sword didn't quite hit when he won the duel, drawing attention to the lack of a wound by Guts' hand, a wound he created himself and traces in his devastation.

You have a nice... I don't know what the comic terminology is lol so I'm just going to call it a match-cut here, with Griffith and Casca both getting penetrated by the same number of arrows/skewers, to signify Griffith and the Hawks' fall from power, in contrast to Guts' growing phallic power as he pursues his sword swinging. Power which he demonstrates when he returns and saves the Hawks and Casca and Griffith by swinging his sword a lot and defeating a lot of powerful enemies and, if I'm gonna be crass, healing Casca's suicidal despair with his dick lol.

Interestingly though, before he does that he lets Casca stab him while experiencing the guilt of having driven Griffith into a torture chamber by leaving. It's a wound that highlights his emotional connection to Griffith and vulnerability to those emotions, even as he tries to deny them. He then manages to successfully deny them for a little while longer after having sex with Casca.

In this Freudian context, Guts and Casca's sex scene is an affirmation of a relationship, but one which is emotionally uneven, with Casca ready and willing to emotionally rely on and support Guts, but Guts still dedicated to his sword-swinging dream, inviting Casca with him but only as long as she doesn't get in the way of what he wants to do. This does fit with phallic symbols being associated with emotional distance and yonic symbols being associated with emotional closeness lol. (Also fittingly, the one way he does open up to her is about his rape trauma after a flashback.)

It's worth noting that in this disconnect Casca erroneously assumes Guts fought the hundred men and "bled" for her, making her want "a wound" from him in return. Guts fighting those hundred men is much more reminiscent of his fights against apostles, the fights that revolve around replaying his rape trauma to make himself feel better. Casca assumes they already have an emotional bond due to Guts' wounds, but she's wrong - Guts specifically thinks to himself during the hundred man fight that he's not doing it for Casca.

This is reflected in the Wyald fight when Guts insists on fighting Wyald, again as part of the whole reaffirmation of masculinity thing I outlined at the start of this, when Casca just wants him to run away. The Wyald fight is pretty overt about being about Guts' rape trauma imo, moreso than most fights in the story. Wyald's rapiness is made a point of from Guts' point of view when he sees him wielding the torso of a woman sexually impaled on a pike and gets extra angry, and when he literally cuts off Wyald's dick when he's about to rape Casca, and then has his pointed line about needing to "settle the score with him... with them... by his own sword."

SO ESSENTIALLY to sum up this subsection, I think you can argue that what prevents Guts and Casca from being an equal relationship is Guts stlil being hung up over needing to prove his masculine power through sword-swinging, rather than embracing his emasculation (which, remember, tends to signify positive relationships in this context) and coming to terms with it ("immersing himself in sorrow" as Godo says much later.)

Like, to return to Griffith, it's fitting that after Guts destroys his sword and he goes through a year of torture and is thoroughly emasculated, he's able to recognize his feelings for Guts and understand that Guts is more important to him than the dream, the "sword called the throne."

But he doesn't quite come to terms with his emasculation either. This symbolism is one explanation for the wagon scene where he propositions Casca - a desperate bid for some form of power. Not the strongest explanation imo, but since we're currently in the business of actively looking for this symbolism, it definitely fits. Casca's rejection and pity reinforce Griffith's emasculation, and overhearing her tell Guts to leave again is the final straw. Relationships are a bust, swords are now his only recourse, as we see when he has a vision of himself throwing him a sword and pointing to the castle.

You could take the nightmarish vision he has of a life with Casca as Griffith rejecting emasculation, but an alternate way of taking it is Griffith regaining a form of phallic power, and the emotional isolation that goes with it. After all, it's implied that he has a child with Casca, while totally withdrawn and emotionally isolated.

I once said in a different silly essay that Griffith choosing the dream is, in a way, Griffith choosing another version that nightmare, and that take also fits here.

And hey, it's another reason for Femto to rape Casca lol, if we want to ascribe meaning there, and of course we must in this kind of analysis. In the wagon Griffith essentially offers sex to Casca for the faint vestige of masculine power it could give him (emotional isolation and a child); in his nightmare he imagines that life and it drives him to suicide; and after becoming Femto he forces sex onto Casca and then continues on to embody emotional distance and masculine power.

This power is painfully demonstrated through the rape of Casca, but also subsequently through his pure untouchability (often in pointedly sexualized contexts); through his phony relationship with Charlotte and ascending to the ultimate patriarchal role of king/emperor and taking that sword called the throne; and I guess also through his actual sword lol which he still uses.

An example of sexualized untouchability - check out the positioning of that third thought bubble, in this scene where Griffith lords his invulnerability over Ganishka.

And look at all those pillars, I'm js.

And I'd be remiss not to point out the most recent confrontation with Guts where Guts tries many times to hit his naked body with his giant sword, completely fails, and then Griffith kidnaps Casca. More very on-point emasculation symbolism, it might as well be Guts trying to fuck him but unable to get hard lol. His breakdown afterwards doesn't do much to disabuse you of that notion either.

Anyway, back to post-Eclipse Guts. There's not much else to add that I didn't cover at the start, but in brief:

Guts has lost his arm during the Eclipse, which is an emasculation - he loses it while watching Femto rape ~his woman~ so it's like the most traditional symbolic castration there is lol. And of course he replaces it with a bigger, better, and more overt phallic symbol: a canon. And like the first thing we see him do with it is shove it into the mouth of a monster he's banging and blow her head off. So yk, there's that.

And there's Puck, who exists to help bridge Guts' emotional distance and essentially serves as the feminine counterpart to Guts' masculinity for a while. From his magical empathy, to his tiny size, to his lack of genitalia (note that in Freudian theory the lack of a penis is an indicator of femininity rather than specifically the presence of a vagina), to his connections with female characters Theresia and Jill, even arguably to his introduction where Guts saves him from a bunch of men throwing phallic knives at him by skewering them with his own (bigger) projectiles, this is consistent during the Black Swordsman/Conviction arc era.

Chestnut Puck is a lot more boyish, with his particular humour, his cameraderie with an annoying teenage boy, and now having his own feminine counterpart in Ivalera, but that's fine because his thematic job as a feminine influence on Guts is over after Guts starts collecting more friends.

And as far as the RPG group goes, there are a few notable instances of phallic symbolism for them too. Farnese and Serpico are an obvious example, with Farnese sexualizing the wounds Serpico voluntarily suffers for her, when she demands he duel for her honour a bunch of times.

Farnese brandishing the end of her whip at him doesn't hurt the freudian power dynamic symbolism either lol.

In the Conviction arc Farnese wielded a sword she was incapable of using, suggestive of her true femininity under a brash masculine surface, and when she softens in the Millenium Falcon arc she becomes a caretaker with only a small dagger for self-defense. That said, she does get that epic moment of stabbing a tiger in the eye with a long silver pole (candlestick) when she rejoins Guts' crew rather than becoming a housewife, so she still gets some badass phallic weapon imagery lol.

Serpico wields a thin rapier in the Conviction Arc, which Guts easily grabs in his hand, and in the Millenium Falcon arc he switches to a... limp feather duster lol. Serpico is very feminized compared to Guts and his weapons fit as part of that, but they're still effective weapons. You could maybe argue, within this Freudian lens, that this is indicative of Serpico's healthier relationship with masculinity. He's not compensating for anything, he's at peace with himself.

And god I gotta say something about Guts and Serpico's duels. In the first one you have Serpico delaying Guts while Farnese steals Casca from him, and part of that delay is to force Guts into a fight where he can't wield his sword, a parallel emasculation to Casca being kidnapped.

Then you have their confrontation after Farnese's no good very bad night, which is just incredibly suggestive lol.

You cannot tell me this isn't Guts getting blueballed when Serpico leaves after one quick exchange. Particularly coming in the same chapter featuring possessed Farnese grinding on Guts' sword (which Guts was much less interested in, incidentally). Also: wounds as sexual imagery again. Guts licking the blood off his cheek? Come on.

And finally you have their fight in Farnese's basement, in which Serpico attempts to hinder Guts by surrounding him with giant pillars, which Guts smashes through as he dodges around them. Another neat illustration of Guts' pure phallic power and Serpico's much more effeminate style.

One final note to address part of your ask, which didn't naturally fit into the rest of this lol: I would interpret vaginal imagery in monsters as mainly castration anxiety, yk, vagina dentata vibes, the fear of sticking your dick in a hole you can't see into. There's actually a lot of interesting stuff to consider in terms of the feminine as the unknowable other when it comes to Freudian theory, but that's like, not something I would expect Miura to lean into first of all, and also it would take another essay of explanation. If you're interested in that kind of Freudian analysis though I'd recommend the books Men, Women, and Chainsaws by Carol J. Clover and The Dread of Difference, edited by Barry Keith Grant. I took a course on women and horror films ages ago and read chunks of those, and it was very fun, and iirc both address Freudian imagery in horror.

Okay! So that's the rundown of like, all the examples of Freudian imagery that interest me at least lol. This isn't exhaustive ofc, Berserk is long and not stingy with this stuff, but this response is already so long and meandering lol, so I'm going to wrap it up here.

To sum up, phallic imagery often represents masculine power as well as masculine flaws (like emotional isolation) in Berserk, while yonic/vaginal imagery tends to represent feminine weakness as well as feminine virtues (like emotional connection and vulnerability). As a general rule, the more phallic imagery someone violently swings around, the more fucked up they are. Phallic violence is used to compensate for past trauma, but it only continues the cycle of violence. The way to break that violence is to accept one's wounds and focus on them, to heal, rather than trying to distract from them.

I don't think this is always the best way to interpret Berserk lol, but it adds another dimension that very often complements the surface meaning and thematic resonance of the story, sometimes purposefully, sometimes likely incidental. And either way it's a lot of fun to read into!

[rah-nee-yah]

i literally planned to post this like two weeks ago but i was scared people would think im delusional (i am, actually)

BUT im on a high rn after that vi clip and im just bouncing off the walls and im actually so excited and after linkin park was finally announced to be part of the ost i really wanted to post this…

but what if chappell roan is the mystery artist on the ost…

I KNOW WHAT UR PROBABLY THINKING BUT JUST HEAR ME OUT DUDE (this is a joke pls dont take this seriously 🙏🙏)

HERE IS MY EVIDENCE:

i made a post of how chappell and jinx have a joan of arc inspired getup

this one is obviously a very big stretch because anyone can reference joan of arc, so i would like to turn your attention to her vma performance.

first off, the obvious reference is she has two braids for jinx. but lets observe the prop she has in her hands. a crossbow headed for a castle…almost a parallel to an ultra mega death rocket hitting a certain council building…

when she shoots the crossbow, spark effects form an X and the lighting turns BLUE, not an expected red or orange, again another reference to jinx.

i think what really made me start developing this theory is this pose chappell does. she does it twice during the performance. i think it might be a reference to jinx’s obsession with guns and this little moment. also why tf would she go out of her way to make this pose?? when she’s singing in this part, she isn’t saying the lyric “shoot another shot” (which is when u would expect her to make this pose).

this may also explain why track ten has been hidden. around a year ago, when someone from arcane said they were in contact with a big artist, which im assuming is linkin park (theyre ranked like 34 on spotify), chappell wasnt a huge celebrity yet. it wasnt until around april that she really started to gain popularity, and i mean A LOT of popularity, probably to almost the same degree as linkin park. at this point, the team prolly just decided to hide her song for shits and giggles like they did with the linkin park song.

anyways this is the part where my theory is based off pure no evidence speculation and personal indulgence, but if this ends up coming true, i hope her song ‘subway’ is the one for arcane cuz it fits caitvi so well and i need that banger released NEOW. not to mention, if it is track ten, it would be played in the middle of the season, which is during the speculated caitvi divorce arc. (also, im pretty sure chappell started performing the song in early june and yk what else came out early june?? THE ARCANE S2 TEASER)

either way, it probably isnt chappell roan (EVEN THOUGH I WOULD LOVE IF IT WAS). im dying to know who the track ten song belongs to. why is it still hidden?? is it somehow an artist bigger than linkin park?? someone mentioned rihanna since fenty worked with riot on mel’s design, and i really like that idea (although it is DEF not happening rihanna is too big of an artist). now that i think about it, i would love a song about mel…

anyways this is a complete shitpost (that i spent WAY too much time on) if ur reading this and somehow put up with me yapping about my delusions, thank you ur a real one 🫡��

[blue-chup]

ok so im thinking of my new obey me oc lore rn and im trying to come up w who she should be. personality wise i have an idea of how she is gonna be but i want to build up her lore first before solidifying it. so this is just gonna be yap yap yap about plans, nothing well written just spitting things out.

i think her momma is also gonna be a demon so she will be 100% demon but with some royal blood in her yk. i think that she should’ve been an accident and that the whole ideal was very hush hush. in my mind demons can come in one of two ways: by pregnancy or they just kind of form from reincarnation( they spawn idk how to describe it.). due to everything being hush hush she never got to meet her mother and doesn’t even know who or where she is. it’s not that she hasn’t looked for her, she actively does try but its always kept from her by diavolo and barbatos.lucifer and the brothers don’t even know that araceli has a mom; they are under the impression that she formed like other demons. she lowk hates diavolo and ESPECIALLY barbatos. she doesn’t like that she is a princess and has to do all the things that come with it. she just wants to live a free life and she’s trying to work to that goal in secret. she pours herself in her studies of magic and she excels because of it. she does NOT gaf about her other classes, often skipping them or avoiding the work. at one point she was bribing multiple teachers w all the money she has but eventually got caught by barbatos..(she got cooked BAD.) when she’s not studying after school she’s usually out doing lord knows what; she does everything from sports to freaking brand deals just so she doesn’t have to be hauled up in the castle. it’s not unusual for her to come home very VERRY late and get chewed out for it. she’s never home and it got to the point where she if forced to have a family dinner with diavolo at least once a week; said dinners are very awkward and she barely talks to him no matter how much he tries. she feels more at home at the house of lamentation with all the brothers. she feels like she can be herself completely unfiltered because she knows she doesn’t have to keep front around them. she is a part of the anti lucifer league just to help play pranks on lucifer. out of the three members she is the one who cooks the best plans because she recycles the ones she has tried to pull on diavolo (none of them succeed because of freaking barbatos.)

so before i even started to cook up her story i wanted to choose a name that meant something(or just a pretty name..). i think that araceli would be a good fit for her because it means “alter of heaven” or “alter of the sky”, i think it’s funny that a demon has this name lol but also i chose it because she is always trying to break her limits and reach for the sky. also i might give her a story later on where she accidentally destroys herself (probably not completely) trying to reach her goals, so kinda like icarus i suppose!

later on i want to make like an actual story for her maybe even a series but idk if ill ever have the motivation for it.. her design will come out soon trust!

[bonesandthebees]

*shoves aside all the other fic updates i need to read* GLASS IS HERE

i am in fact incredibly busy but i digress

I AM SO EXCITED

*casually scrolls past all the warnings*

i like to be blinded though i have been informed of death from our lovely other anon friends! i am so excited!!!

SMOKE RAHHH

i like that he said “the pythias room” as in like he is no longer the pythia he is leaving that behind for that room is not his and he is not the pythia anymore i think that was a nice touch

filigree is a nice word j like it

DARK VS LIGHT IMAGERY AHHHHH just yk light is supposed to be purity, goodness, etc so when what people have perceived as that becomes shrouded in darkness it highlights either the shift in the people, narrator, or the actual place of lights from the good to the bad or evil in a sense and it just says a lot about wilbur i think bc he didnt think the castle was pure persay but it wasnt horrible in his eyes but now that hes back after gaining clarity (which i have thoughts about regarding other symbolism and junk but i wont bore you) it is now dark like it has never been

WOW WILBUR ISNF A FIGHTER???? sorry something came over me

i dont think he wants to be rescued by you hottie

A GUN

NO BABY BROTHER

i love when wilbur uses his power of the title for himself rather than for that “im not a person” stuff and like serving others and whatnot yk?

anyways hes wilbur but also for like a few lines hes the pythia like right after the guard says your grace

anywhoooo

FRICK A PRIEST GO AWAY

vessel this vessel that why dont you go pray or something like dont you have more important things to do?

frick. the fricken tattoo

hes trying to be a person you literally a**

.

okay

HES NOT THE FIRST

a syringe

with bright yellow liquid

intriguing

and not good i would assume

as she should.

she dreamt of death so the curse interesting im interested

im questioning the tenets

“the connection” my god this priest

poor tomathy

HEY IT LOOKS GREAT (i think)

niki! jack!

wow look at them talk politely to each other!!!

THE MARBLE

OH FRICK THE POOL

JACK WTF

niki. let him get his brother.

tommy.

wilbur wheres the wffing vial thing at idk what it does but now or never

THERE IT IS

hes back! my boy!!! my baby!!!

darn schlatt what a shame.

the pythia cant change the future! who would have guessed! not i!

isnt that literally crazy????

i cant believe i got that one

okay!!!! slah wilbur! way to go king!

ranboo was never a snitch hes a real one

anyways bee this was incredible i loved this chapter all three of the big scenes were awesome and yeah this was super exciting i loved it i love this fic i cant believe its almost over anyways k got hot girl things to do!!

- 🪿

very fun to go in blind especially for a chapter like this

YEAHHH pythia's room not his room. it was never really his room.

god yeah you get the dark vs light imagery I was going for. the palace is so light and bright all the time with white and gold walls and plenty of windows and all of that so for it to suddenly be turned dark by the ash and smoke in the air... it's only dark now that he's back and seeing things as they really are for the first time...

it is fun to see the rare occasions where wilbur can use the pythia title for himself as a way to grab power. he's not great at it but he does try it sometimes in these little moments of trying to take advantage of the shitty position he's been put in

yes yes lots of fun switching between wilbur and pythia this chapter

he's not the first to try and leave :)) I was so excited to finally get to share that little snippet of pythia history I know you guys have been asking

jack and niki... ruh roh

I mean to be FAIR it's not confirmed 100% that the pythia can't change the future there's just. zero evidence that they actually can.

aaaa so glad you enjoyed!!

[tadpolesonalgae]

😋😋☺️

so…I get Mor’s reaction, it makes a lot of sense why she reacted the way she did. But, I firmly believe that trauma and suffering is something you NEVER compare, simply because everyone’s way of handling their trauma is different and the amount of time it takes that person to get over said trauma is also different.

so Mor saying ‘it is nothing compared to what we endured’ is unfair, because she’s never been through what the reader has been subjected to (illness and whatever happened in the Cauldron because it’s pretty clear being in the cauldron wasn’t a fun trip for anyone🥱)

but she also has the right to be mad because out of all IC members, she was the one that reached out to the reader, yes. And well reader going to Eris wasn’t a personal attack to her obviously it was naive of her to not think of the consequences. (I mean I’m sure she was well aware that nobody really liked Eris because they never hid it lol🤭)

I can’t wrap my head around how fae characters are written like they some 22-25 year old human (with their tantrums and constant thirst for power) and still they end up hating humans and have a god complex just cause they have powers?? (This is just an observation of the way SMJ writes her Faes in the acotar universe specifically)

Anywaysssss back to CBMTHY, I do quite like this chapter. With how calm(?) It was, for the reader’s part at least (except what happened with Bas 🫠)

but ehehehhe👹 I’m so excited for how the dinner is going to go on with Mor in the room, the reader def is going to be a little uncomfortable I thinkkk🤭

(I say it like it’s a fun thing but I just quite like the drama and angst)

also you said maybe the reader will snap and say something out of character for once in one of the asks? I don’t quite remember when but I hope she does in the next chapter😃

like imagine her just snapping back at Mor after she says something particularly mean (in undertones of whatever she said because I don’t think Mor would say anything too mean in front of the whole fam coward ) and then just leaving the room very dramatically 😟 (I love drama too much I apologise😔)

ah..I can’t wait till azriel finds out that reader found that paper between the page of the book given by Eris and that Azriel missed it (Yk with being the spymaster and him not realising that Eris was able to sneak in a magical paper to talk with reader for like so long?? What happened to security measures fr)

Have I mentioned I need reader to remember that Eris said something about the book having another secret that she had not found yet and then doing like a deep dive into the book trying to find it??

(also im so curious if you’re going to write about starfall because of how readers magic is kinda similar to the stars during that time? Yk green??)

Ugh I write too much 😞

this is just me dumping all my thoughts because I haven’t been reading for a while , (I got out of my reading slump 🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️) aaaas

I just wanna say CBMTHY has my whole heart because it’s just that good 😭😭 and I want to thank you for your amazing work of writing it and your other work too (which all deserve separate appreciation🥰 (high lords who’re and desk pet) WHY DO WRITE SO GOOD 😭😭 HELP I KEEP ON FALLING IN A LOOP OF YOUR WORK LIEK

CBMTHY has my heart

currently, on the wrong side of history has my brain (rotting)

and now I’m giving high lords whore my tears because of the slow burn and the whole plot of reader being so close to Eris yet so out of reach (close as in she is in his court in the castle and far because she serves beron😭😭 ykwim??)

and well desk pet Rhys and have my 🐱, soul, mouth whatever he wants tbh 🫣🫣

yet again I feel like I have yapped too much and now I ought to go back to my studies 🧑🏻‍🍳

send this with lots of love and appreciation 🙌

take care of yourself! ^^ 🧍‍♀️

Yes! Azriel in particular went to great length to warn reader not to go near Eris so that should have been enough I think for reader to at least clock that she shouldn’t become friendly with him? But it was only one conversation, and then it was a book, and then it was just writing a bit in the evening, and then it was some discussions, and then it was just temporarily departing from the Night Court to visit for a bit and it was all to help the IC anyway so reader could figure out her magic without being a burden to everyone!! <- something like reader’s thought process I guess 🫢

I agree never compare trauma, however I think context is important? Mor’s obviously been through hell growing up, and we can see even five hundred years after the main events she still struggles with seeing Kier or Eris? I’d also like to possibly mention emotional connection as a factor? Say you see someone on the street having a bad day, maybe they look a bit tired, or are crying or something—that’s obviously sad, and you’d probably feel bad for them, but it’s different to if someone close to you was like that?

Also a difference between hearing/knowing about something and understanding it? I think you can know someone’s having a bad time but perhaps until you see maybe eyebags, or greasy hair, or maybe they start to smell noticeably it won’t fully register how bad it can be for some people? I think it’s fairly common knowledge that having depression can make it very difficult to do things like take showers, brush teeth, make proper meals and clean up, but actually confronting that in a person you care about can be quite a jarring experience?

I guess in a weird way, Mor knows reader tried to kill herself, but Mor didn’t see it, she hasn’t heard reader talk about it, hasn’t seen her cry like Az or reader’s sister’s did, so I don’t think that when she made the comment about comparing trauma she’d yet comprehended it?

‘(This is just an observation of the way SMJ writes her Faes in the acotar universe specifically)’

Yeah I mean it is a bit of a grey area in my opinion since you want them to be understandable and for their characters to be digestible, but then it can often come off as unrealistic I guess? Also yeah, miss Maas writing her fae-born characters to have barely touched their trauma so it’s more dramatic in the story is something to definitely keep in mind 😭

‘but ehehehhe👹 I’m so excited for how the dinner is going to go on with Mor in the room, the reader def is going to be a little uncomfortable I thinkkk🤭’

Oh my gosh why do you think it’s going to go badly??? It could be lovely! Her sisters are there to look after her, and Cassian’s basically on her side too since Nesta is, Az is out of the way so in essence it’s only maybe Rhys, Amren and Mor to worry about! And I doubt Rhys would say anything that would upset Feyre, and Amren seems to be kind of disinterested in the whole matter, so I’m sure everything will be perfectly fine! No need for worry or concern!!

‘also you said maybe the reader will snap and say something out of character for once in one of the asks? I don’t quite remember when but I hope she does in the next chapter😃’

I don’t know if we’re thinking of the same thing, but someone certainly suggested that when Mor made the comment about reader not being first choice, she should have responded with asking Mor if she really thought Feyre would ever choose her over Feyre’s own sisters 😭

‘Have I mentioned I need reader to remember that Eris said something about the book having another secret that she had not found yet and then doing like a deep dive into the book trying to find it??’

Haha, yeah, the book 😭

I occasionally forget that he gave her that book before they even really knew each other too

‘(also im so curious if you’re going to write about starfall because of how readers magic is kinda similar to the stars during that time? Yk green??)’

Uh, so I can’t disclose loads of details for obvious reasons, but I can say if I map out the storyline against time I’m pretty sure we’ll pass Starfall? I think for some of the stuff that will happen like four - six months is a reasonable time frame, so yes? I’m saying at the moment they’re coming into winter so November-ish? And if Starfall is supposed to be in March they’ll probably cross paths?

This is still theoretical though!! I don’t know if I’ll need that long to write the story so maybe the rest of cbmthy will be completed before they even reach February? I don’t know 😭 it’s hard keeping track of time in a fanfic 😭

‘I just wanna say CBMTHY has my whole heart because it’s just that good 😭😭’

Babes thank you for reading it and being so invested in it 😭😭😭 cbmthy fully wouldn’t have happened if people hadn’t expressed interest in it in the beginning so thank you so much for sticking with it 😭😭🫂🫂

‘currently, on the wrong side of history has my brain (rotting)’

Sorry about that 🫢 I’ve actually had some small ideas since writing this and replying to your last ask, so we’ll see if anything takes root…? 📖🔮

‘and well desk pet Rhys and have my 🐱, soul, mouth whatever he wants tbh 🫣🫣’

Babes you’re so unhinged 😭 (I love, support, and thoroughly respect it 😳😌)

‘yet again I feel like I have yapped too much and now I ought to go back to my studies 🧑🏻‍🍳’

Girl no, yap to your hearts content! All yapping and chatting is welcome over here! I love getting to know your thoughts they always make me so happy! 😭🫂🧡💛

[kamiversee]

OK I HAVENT READ CHAPTER 50 YET BC I HAVE THIS MENTAL PROBLEM (someone lock me up) WHERE I ONLY READ FANFICS IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT BUT

basically

yk the song logical by olivia rodrigo

it’s so… reader and gojo codeeedddddf

master manipulator, god you’re so good at what you do come for me like a saviour, and i’d put myself through hell for you (the beginning, gojo needing reader to do the list)

hear all the rumours lately, that you always deny (he loves you but he shouldn’t)

and i fell for you like water falls from the february sky (she shouldn’t have fallen because he’s literally BLACKMAILING HER?????)

but now the currents stronger, i couldn’t get out if i tried (SHE NEEDS TO COMPLETE THE LIST)

but you convinced me baby, it was all in my mind (like.. he wanted her to just DO IT ✔️)

now you got me thinking that two plus two equals five and i’m the love of your life (she doesn’t understand how he could blackmail he supposedly loves)

‘cause if rain don’t pour and sun don’t shine, then changing you is possible (when the rain doesn’t pour and the sun doesn’t change, THATS when he will change. meaning he “never” will)

no, love is never logical (reader shouldn’t love him but.. yk.. she’s conflicted)

you built a giant castle with walls so high i couldn’t see the way it all unravelled and all the things you did to me (every time gojo tells her he loves her, he always says that she shouldn’t love him back) (all the things he did - THE WHOLE LIST THIS MAN IS A PSYCHOPATH)

you lied you lied you lied (about deleting stuff)

and now you got me thinking two plus two equals five and i’m the love of your life ‘cause if rain don’t pour and sun don’t shine then changing you is possible (same as before)

i guess love is never logical (“i guess” she’s more compliant now)

the sky is green the grass is red and you mean all those words you said (“all those words you said” meaning when he says “i love you” bc the reader is like… if you mean it, WHY ARE YOU FUCKING BLACKMAILING ME?!??? sorry i have pent up anger. gojo girlies for this fic go crazy)

im sure that girl is really your friend (don’t got nothing for this)

problems are all solvable (gojo wants to solve it by reader completing the list, reader wants to solve it BY NOT SLEEPING W EVERY MAN SHE SEES?!?!?!)

‘cause loving you is loving every argument you held over my head (loving him is loving everything he’s done to her)

brought up the girls you could have instead (switch girls w boys and you w i (for the reader) and it’s gojo telling her to be w choso) (CHOSO IS BETTER ???? HES POSSESSIVE BUT NOT A BLACKMAILING OBSESSIVE PSYCHOPATH HELLO????)

said i was too young i was too soft cant take a joke cant get you off (ignore this like because we know very well that the reader gets him off REAALLLL good)

oh, why do i do this? (sad bitch moment)

i look so stupid thinking two plus two equals five and i’m the love of your life ‘cause if rain don’t pour and sun don’t shine, then changing you is possible (same meaning as before)

no, love is never logical (same as before)

logical, logical, love is never logical i know i’m half responsible, and that makes me feel horrible (if she wasn’t fucking TOUCHING HERSELF THEN NONE OF THIS WOULDVE HAPPENED)

logical, logical, love is never logical i know i could’ve stopped it all, god, why didn’t i stop it all? (like she probs coulda done SUMMM abt it, she js didn’t know what)

logical, logical, love is never logical i know i’m half responsible, and that makes me feel horrible

logical, logical, love is never logical

i know i could’ve stopped it all

god, why didn’t i stop it all?

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THIS SONG FITS SO GOOD WHAT?? & TY FOR THE BREAKDOWN THRU THE LYRICS TOO