#that i can show the joy of genuine love and affection for the first time while teaching him self worth

[ryn-city]

I've been brainstorming my Rook for nearly a decade and was really set on playing her as a lesbian but everything were learning about Lucanis.... is. testing me..

[bunnysdollette]

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁ Main character energy ⟢ ⭐️

⟢ Heyy angels!! today, I’m gonna share my top secret formula on how to start attaining what I like to call main character energy. This will be a long post sharing all my secrets on how I’m working to become THAT GIRL. ♡

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ WHAT IS MAIN CHARACTER ENERGY? 🕯️ ⊹₊⟡⋆

• main character energy is basically walking into a room with all eyes on you, full of confidence, joy, and hypnotic magnetism.

• if you want to start feeling like that girl, first you have to realize that you already ARE. YOU are the main character of your life. YOU are the star.

• it’s extremely important not to flip flop with this mindset, or it literally won’t work. in order to persist in this idea I really reccommend manifesting it and listening to SUBS that help affirm that “main character” identity you’re going for. my fav sub I use to manifest a sweet, magnetic, and feminine energy . .

the sweetest girl they know works so welll ♡

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ SETTING THE STAGE 🎀 ⊹₊⟡*

• main character energy is a FEELING. In order for you to harness that powerful energy, you have to set the stage in your life

•what do I mean? Removing bad influences from your life. How do you expect to be an admirable and magnetic person if you’re surrounded by terrible people?

• anyone who is vibrating on a very low level threatens your ability to elevate your own self. you are who you surround yourself with so choose your friends wisely.

• you should also actively try to curate your social media feed and social space with things that are positive and helpful. social media has a HUGE impact on us and it should be used for our improvement, not to bring us down.

another way I love to do this is MUSIC! you can create an uplifting and confidence boosting playlist full of songs you like.

for example I really like songs like perfect night by le sserafim (kinda controversial ngl…) my world, lucky girl syndrome by illit, a lot of ari grande songs too. ♡ also girlblogging duh and looking at other girlblogs.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ STOP TAKING SHIT 🩰 ⊹₊⟡

• Stop TAKING SHIT from others. You are a walking goddess capable of doing amazing things, who is actively trying to better themselves. Who are you to take someone else’s crap?

• Walk with purpose and confidence, show people that you are secure in yourself. BUT when people are disrespectful to you. DO NOT LET IT SLIDE. That sets a terrible precedent for how others can treat you.

• You CAN Respond in a mature and calm way. But sometimes ignoring it and simply not letting it affect you can work too. Acknowledge what was said, take a deep breath and move forward. Let it go and don’t let anyone else’s comments hinder your journey. You are the one in control.

ways I calmly respond to people trying to check me:

• friend gossiping about me? bye!

• someone’s whispering under their breath about me? block out their voice and instead think about how perfect and beautiful I am.

• someone spreading rumors about me? Correct them to people who may bring them up around me, but be okay with that being misunderstood as long as it isn’t something genuinely harmful that requires adult intervention

• literally anyone has anything to say about me? distance myself from them. they aren’t worth my time, presence nor my precious energy. make that known.

my other post on this which I’m currently working on redoing. . here

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ PUTTING YOU FIRST 🍵 ⊹₊⟡

• put you first ALWAYS. you are the main character in this life, not everyone and everything is worth your attention! never feel obligated to go above and beyond for someone who doesn’t deserve it.

• self care should be a huge priority in your life, because the most important relationship you will ever have with someone in your life is with YOURSELF. it will dictate everyone according to your mindset, the way you view yourself, and the WORLD.

ways I started putting me first:

• dropping the people pleaser thing: practicing saying “no” or “I don’t want to” or “I didn’t like that” in the mirror, then trying my best to apply that in everday life

• stopped answering random unplanned calls from people when I knew I was busy and texting them when I could talk

• stopped agreeing to every hangout as well

• I stayed kind, but I stopped letting people treat me like a doormat.

• letting go when people were displeased with something I said or did.

⟢ that’s basically some of the three main points I had in this post, didn’t wanna make it tooo long. I hope something in here helped someone today and as always stay cute dolls. my inbox is always open for cuties who wanna ttm ♡

[fastafeijoa]

Headcanons on Harley! And a lil sketch too

•Extremely self-condident. Absolutely sure whatever goes wrong with experiments isn't his fault. It's not necessarily someone else's fault either, it could be just a natural part of progress.

•British, moved to the US with his parents when he was little. They had sort of a small British community there so he didn't pick up American pronunciation.

•Asexual Also believes romance is like a "low quality drug for the soft, spineless people who seek only primitive pleasure and have no idea of their place in life". But! If he grew up a little less love-deprived, he'd be homoromantic. Dude likes men. Specifically, just one man. In several AUs with my wife he's in very close, warm platonic relationship with her version of Sawyer. This is the perfect fit for him, literally like a part of himself he was missing.

•Wasn't satisfied with his looks until his early 50s. Sawyer likes long hair on other people and himself but in middle school he got bullied into wearing a short haircut and used to have his hair cut even shorter before starting his work at Playtime Co, not really paying attention to his looks anymore. At the factory though he felt like things were going to change for the better and allowed himself some self-indulgence, letting his hair grow out a little bit. That, along with him gaining weight (which he liked, starting to see himself as beautifully imposing), made him finally pay attention to his looks and consider himself handsome.

•Can lock in and work on something without a single break for hours, often without even changing his position. Him being a surgeon has helped develop this skill a lot. Sometimes he'll even forget he's allowed to, say, scratch his nose, like if he's performing a surgery. Gets immensely overloaded in this state and if anyone bothers him at this time they're a dead person. •Yep he's autistic.

•Used to be genuinely disgusted with tenderness. Like, genuinely. At first when Yarnaby would try to cuddle up to him, lick his hands or just headbump him he felt pathetic and gross and was quick to push him away. Overtime, however, as he realised his mental health could use a little boost and a pet is a good tool for that, he became less disgusted and even started to secretly enjoy it when Yarnaby showed affection towards him.

•Uses cane due to chronic arthritis. It's not always bad so sometimes he doesn't need the cane and walks around carrying it like if about to beat up someone. And sometimes he'll lean on it when he's tired from standing. Also there's a knife hidden in the cane, just in case.

•Visits the local flee market from time to time. Usually just to philosophize and not to buy things: dude's got an inner poet in him and enjoys to dress his life in metaphor while looking at old toys and trinkets. But on occasion he will actually buy something: he got his cane at the flee market.

•6'2 ft tall. Quite menacing.

•Is somewhat paranoid. Definitely has OCD. Won't trust his mental health to anyone but himself though (handles it poorly) and is afraid of taking any kind of sedatives or antidepressants because they "might mess with his unique mind". Ofc he's perfectly aware that can't happen, it's just a hello from his OCD. Yeah, he also won't trust OCD meds because of OCD.

•Had tough childhood with mother who didn't care and father who was overly possessive (hm I sure wonder if Harley inherited that….. hm………)

•Has been feeling so much better than before in his life since the start of the Bigger Bodies Initiative. At times he might be miserable, grumpy, tired or unable to handle his temper, but his project gives him a lot of drive and motivation and quite often he's seen walking around genuinely excited, with a slight sinister grin and proudly straightened back. Among tortured children, scared and exhausted workers and products of brutal experiments he shines with grim joy. This, all of this, is everything he ever wanted.

[shizuturnspages]

Hiii! Omg I really loved the Khaenri'ah child!!! Would you be willing to write platonic archons with a child who is the daughter or niece of the Heavenly Principels?🙏

Heaven’s Little Star

Synopsis: The Archons find themselves faced with an unusual charge: a child born of Celestia’s will, the daughter (or niece) of the Heavenly Principles. Despite their vastly different personalities and histories with the gods above, they each develop a unique bond with the child, treating them as a precious yet mysterious presence in their lives. Whether out of genuine affection, curiosity, or cautious reverence, the Archons all find themselves drawn to this little celestial being. Pairings: Venti, Zhongli, Raiden Ei, Nahida, Furina, Mavuika x Celestial Child

Venti - The Carefree Guardian

Venti is the first to disregard whatever divine implications surround you. To him, you are not "Celestia’s child" but simply a child who deserves joy and freedom. He takes you on wild adventures across Mondstadt, letting you dance with the wind and sing along to his songs.

However, beneath the lightheartedness, there's a wariness he doesn't speak of. He avoids the subject of Celestia like a plague, but every time you mention your origins, a fleeting look of contemplation crosses his face. He doesn’t see you as a threat, but the history between him and Celestia is complicated.

He spoils you endlessly—dandelion wine is off-limits, of course, but fresh apple cider? Only the best for you. If you ever get upset, he’ll strum his lyre, voice soft as he hums a tune just for you. And if you ever feel trapped by divine expectations? He’ll take you somewhere the stars feel close enough to touch, whispering that no fate is unchangeable.

But even through his mischief, Venti knows what you are. If Celestia ever comes to retrieve you, he’ll be ready to play the trickster, to steal you away like a breeze that refuses to be caught.

“Don’t let them take you back up there, little breeze. The sky is beautiful, but you belong where you can laugh freely.”

Zhongli - The Wise Protector

Zhongli treats you with a mix of reverence and warmth. He is perhaps the only one who truly understands the gravity of your existence. Unlike Venti, he does not ignore your origins—he acknowledges them and prepares accordingly.

“Even the oldest of gods must respect the unknown,” he murmurs when Hu Tao asks why he is so careful with you.

Despite his caution, he ensures you are taught the ways of Liyue’s traditions, history, and philosophy, determined to give you an identity outside your celestial ties. Should you ever express sadness over your connection to the Heavenly Principles, he will kneel before you, placing a steady hand on your shoulder.

“You are not your lineage alone. You are who you choose to become.”

He also spoils you in a different way—gifts of fine tea, calligraphy sets, and jade trinkets are common. He takes you on strolls through Liyue Harbor, explaining the significance of each structure and telling you stories of the past. If you have any celestial abilities, he teaches you how to use them wisely, warning you of their consequences.

Should anyone dare to harm you, the old instincts of the Geo Archon resurface. He may have retired his godhood, but for you, he would summon stone and spear once more.

There is an underlying protectiveness in the way he acts. He never mentions Celestia openly, but there’s a glint in his golden eyes that speaks of caution.

“You must understand,” he murmurs one evening as you sip tea beside him, “power is a responsibility, not a right. No matter where you come from, the choices you make will define you.”

Ei - The Silent Guardian

Ei is distant at first. She does not know how to handle children, much less one tied to Celestia. She watches you carefully, as if expecting divine judgment to be passed at any moment.

But over time, her wariness fades. She begins to teach you the way of the sword, explaining the importance of discipline and strength. If you show an interest in the arts, she encourages it—perhaps as a way to make up for the time she lost with Makoto.

Unlike the others, she does not shower you with affection, but her actions speak louder than words. She ensures you have the best food, the best training, and the best security. If you ever fall asleep in the Tenshukaku, she will sit beside you in silence, keeping watch.

She does not see you as an extension of Celestia, but as an individual. And for that, she is willing to protect you with everything she has.

“If they ever try to take you away,” she says, eyes sharp as lightning, “I will be the storm that tears them apart.”

Nahida – The Understanding Guide

Unlike the others, Nahida understands what it means to be born into something greater than yourself. She sees the loneliness behind your celestial ties, the quiet yearning for normalcy. And so, she does not treat you as a divine being, nor as an anomaly. She treats you as you.

With her, you are allowed to be a child. To learn, to stumble, to grow. She introduces you to Sumeru’s people, lets you play in its forests with the Aranara, and gives you books filled with stories to dream about.

She teaches you dreams and stories, whispering truths and fables alike into your mind as she tucks you in at night. She tells you, “The world is vast, and even the gods do not know everything. If you ever wish to leave the shadow of the heavens, I will help you carve your own path.”

More than anything, she wants you to have the freedom she once lacked. And if Celestia ever tries to take that from you, she will use every ounce of her wisdom to keep you safe.

“No matter what they say you are, you are still you. And that is enough.”

Furina - The Dramatic Older Sister

Furina treats you like a beloved younger sibling—one she absolutely must spoil rotten. You are not just a child in her eyes; you are an audience, a confidant, and a co-star in whatever dramatic performance she has planned for the day.

She insists on dressing you in the finest Fontaine fashion, taking you to grandiose operas and teaching you how to deliver the most elegant of courtly speeches. She showers you with extravagant gifts, sometimes unnecessary, but always dazzling.

But beneath her theatricality, she is aware of the weight of your origins. There is a quiet protectiveness beneath the glitz and glamour. If anyone dares to treat you differently because of your divine bloodline, she will tear them apart with sharp words and sharper wit.

“You may be of Celestia,” she declares grandly, pulling you into an over-the-top hug, “but you are also of Fontaine! And as its beloved citizen, you deserve nothing less than the best!”

She treats you with indulgence, giving you gifts, lavishing you with admiration, yet there is always an underlying tension. She fears the day you might outgrow her influence, or worse—the day you might be taken away.

And if it ever comes to that, Furina, despite all her fears, would stand atop the Opera Epiclese and demand a trial against the gods themselves.

Mavuika - The Fiery Mentor

Mavuika is fascinated by you. She does not fear you, nor does she treat you with excessive reverence. Instead, she welcomes you with open arms, inviting you to Natlan’s grand festivals and teaching you the ways of her people.

She trains you to be strong, to carve your own path despite the divine blood in your veins. If you struggle, she does not coddle you—she pushes you forward, making sure you learn through experience.

But she is not unkind. When the weight of your origins becomes too much, she lets you rest against her, patting your back with a warm, steady hand.

“Celestia may have given you life,” she says with a grin, “but the world is yours to shape. Don’t let them decide who you are.”

[yuff7e]

haiiiii!! this is my first time requesting so sorry if it like shows up weird or anything but..

I was wondering if you could write tanjiro, zenitsu, inosuke and maybe genya (if you write for him ofc) reacting to a usually very aloof and stoic male reader genuinely smiling at them for once? like they told him that they loved him for the first time and instead of just ignoring them bro gave them the most gorgeous smile ever and was like “I love u 2 😊”

thank uuuu!!! sorry if it didn’t really make sense! p.s I adore ur writing MWWWAH!!!

🤍﹒⪩ “𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐎” ⪨﹒🤍

𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

hii anon !! this is actually the cutest request ever. i’ll definitely write it for you !! and tysm, i adore you !! i hope you enjoy this one-shot and tell me what you think !! :) ఌ︎

♬♪ -> lıllılı.ıllı.ılılıı

✧.* 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎

“[name]… i—” tanjiro stuttered, his heart pounding in his chest as he struggled to find the right words. after nearly four months of wrestling with his feelings, he finally mustered the courage to speak the three words that had been weighing on his mind since the day you two started dating. “i love you.” his voice was filled with sincerity and vulnerability as he gazed into your eyes, desperately hoping for a positive response.

tanjiro didn’t expect much, especially not from you, given your typically stoic demeanor. as he nervously awaited your response, he observed the subtle shift in your expression from stoicism to raw emotion, causing his eyes to widen in astonishment. “i love you too, tanjiro!” you exclaimed, a radiant smile spread across your face as joy and affection filled your voice. his shock melted into a mix of relief and overwhelming happiness as his heart thumped with love.

“wha— [name]!” tanjiro exclaimed in disbelief, pulling you into a snug embrace, his arms wrapped securely around you. “i didn’t expect this, i love you so much, [name]. you’re the best boyfriend i could ever ask for.” overwhelmed with emotion, he held onto you tightly, cherishing the moment and the depth of his feelings for you. in response, you reciprocated the embrace, squeezing him back, a soft chuckle escaping your lips.

✧.* 𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐀

“i really love you, asshole! so don’t die!” inosuke cried out, his voice filled with raw emotion as he cradled your seemingly injured body. you weren’t seriously hurt, but every time you got even slightly injured, he would freak out.

“inosuke, i’m fine—” you began to reply, but then stopped abruptly as his words sank in. you realized despite his rough exterior, inosuke truly cared for you in his own unique way. he might not fully grasp the concept of love, but his feelings for you were genuine.

looking up at him with wide eyes, you met the gaze of a his boar mask, feeling a surge of warmth and appreciation for the sudden declaration. without hesitation, you jumped up and wrapped your strong arms tightly around his neck, beaming with joy. “i love you too, inosuke!”

inosuke was immediately caught off guard by your enthusiastic reaction, especially considering the amount of energy you were wasting by squeezing him so tightly. despite his initial surprise, he couldn’t deny the overwhelming feeling of joy that washed over him as he felt you pressed against him.

“hey!! what the hell— you can smile?!” he screams, grabbing you by your shoulders and shaking you back and forth.

✧.* 𝐙𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀

zenitsu had always been attracted to girls from the very beginning, his desperation evident as he clung to them, pleading for them to be his bride. you observed his antics with a mix of amusement and bewilderment, yet your genuine care for the boy remained steadfast, leading you to risk your life for him on numerous occasions.

as zenitsu witnessed the depth of your unwavering concern and selflessness, a newfound realization began to blossom within him — a stirring of emotions for his dear friend, [name].

after a while, zenitsu finally mustered up the courage to express his feelings to you. once you reciprocated, it didn’t take him long to pour his heart out. “i love you so much, [name]-chan! i’ll do anything for you!” he declared, taking both of your hands in his own and kneeling toward your face, his eyes filled with sincerity and devotion.

witnessing his heartfelt confession filled you with a burst of energy, and you couldn’t help but beam with joy. “i love you too, zenitsu!” you replied, your words carrying the weight of your own affection and gratitude. upon hearing your words, zenitsu was overcome with emotion, tears streaming down his face and snot rolling messily as he wiped it with the sleeve of his bed-shirt. “i promise, i’ll be good to you forever, [name]-chan!” he exclaimed, his voice choked with tears as his eyes reflected his unwavering commitment to you.

✧.* 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀

genya swallowed heavily, his heart pounding in his chest as he prepared to reveal his true feelings to you. you’ve been dating for eight months now, and he was terrified. with sweaty palms and a nervous expression, he faced you, the weight of his emotions hung in the air. this unfamiliar sensation was something he had never experienced before.

as you gazed back at him, your head slightly cocked to the side, your expression stoic and unreadable, revealing little of your own thoughts and feelings. “[name], i have something to say..” he declared, his voice tinged with nervousness, you watched him closely, noticing the flush that colored his face. your eyes locked onto his, silently urging him to continue.

“i.. i really.. love you, and.. i’ve truly appreciated these past few months we’ve spent together. you’re a really good guy, i really, really love you, [name].” genya confesses, his words filled with vulnerability. as he reveals his feelings, your expression swiftly transitions from stoic to joyful. without hesitation, you jump onto him, wrapping your arms around him in a tight embrace. “i love you too, genya!” you exclaim, causing him to stumble back slightly, caught off guard by your reaction; but smiling to himself as he witnesses your joyful side.

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 : 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍

[tiredsmashbros]

early birthday gift for the annoying ass stupid ass ring light person qwah pUH

warning ; slightly suggestive 💥

@hexsie @knightedmares @neo91502 @its-a-me-mango

so i had a plan to animate this ish for this stupid silly as a joke due to we share the interest of this green penguin youtuber, isaacwhy, in the summer. to then find out in my storyboarding class my new assignment was just animating/storyboarding a short sound clip... so what better opportunity to do it than now and it time for this silly ass 18th birthday :3c

i realized i forgot a few things, made some mini mistakes at the end but thats okay we ball

okay now for a bday message get out if ur not the ring light bitch /hj

from the moment i first met you... i wanted you to DIE TO GET OUT OF MY LIFE TO OBLITERATE INTO PIECES TO LOSE EVERY ROUND OF PRESSURE TO GO TO BED WITH WARM PILLOWS AND STUMB YOUR PINKY YOU GET A DEAD SCREEN TO POP UP AS YOU FALL INTO THE GROUND DECAYING AWAY AND - cOUGH ough sorry about that ahem the demons came out anywho- DIE- ahem...

nova i know i've given you my heartfelt personal message during my birthday time, so i wanted to give one too- even if most of it you may already know or i already said iuhkjfewds

the past... half a yEAR??? good gracious too long /JOKE has been a very silly and stressing ride gOD /lh. you've definitely changed my life and even influenced me as a person for the better. your silly high-pitch tone, the playful bullying, and even the obsession of your hex3 has just been enjoyable to experience and even participate the past few months. even just recently you getting me into your markipler in space fixation was definitely something i wasn't expecting and im still thINKING ABOUT IT HELLO???? IM TRYING TO BRAINSTORM A DAY TO WATCH IT AND AT THIS POINT WE MIGHT AS WELL DO IT ON THE PARTY OR MONDAY NEXT WEEK AT NIGHT YUIHKJFEDWSUGJH.

even with the characters in my brain i've told you about earlier of this year, hexsy is still checkin in as con {ander's oc} still does and she's been so nicey the following months even if not often i see her, but just like u irl reminds me of ur STUPID HETERO FIC ISTFG- it was genuinely so good holy shit. me and my plane trips istfg its always either me watching the new smg4 episode or reading a fanfic last time it was brain's, an this time is you and josie's IOHKJBFEDSH i love all the silly words in silly plot lines with silly characters so exciting and creative gUH. anyways... u'll get ur silly paragraphs today too teehee :3

but seriously you do bring a lot of good joy and happiness with the people around you, even if your sillyness can be a teeny bit scawey to endure, its also intoxicating and a disease it's personally affected how i even act but in the most positive way possible its raised my silly bar, but also genuinely made me so much more confident?? you've helped me learn to be myself and to be afraid to be silly, EVEN if the chance of embarrassment comes by, its not a terrifying if i have done it when i was my shy anxiety angsty teen ihugjrhefds. i adore and appreciate your company even in moments you scare me and bully me into not reading or looking at your stuff LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FREAK!!!! IMPATIENT!!!! /J /SILLY /LH i still hope your doing good at your school and preparing for your college adventures. i'll still be here to support and help you throughout so dont u dare think u're going thru this alone i gotchu- unless i die or smth but we boutta find out /j uigHJFDS

totally normal and not suspicious at all give me rizz tips pls knight is gatekeeping me all he ever talks about is spongebob did u form into a yellow sponge or smth is that the trick OHHH YEAHH GET IT BC TRICK IS HIS OC NAME AND im so funny please laugh and give me tips COUGHS- /HJ

lastly... if you think i don't have a lil silly idea thingy to share on ur bday, ur horribly mistaken. i dont know either to show it oN the day of ur birth or the birthday party, but we're gonna find out iughjvfredws just remind me till then since i know you will :))) its somewhat cool i think please think its cool its ugly yes but i'll improvise maybe trust

okay the moment your reading and watching this im in my night class sooooo may see ur messages or wait for another hr YES WAIT YOU FREAK until im done with class so we can yap jajajaj 💥

anyways have sum gift art bc i know u will cry if u dont get smth 💥

and yuri too LMAO

[twstowo]

Hello, my first request here, if it's not inconvenient I would like to make a request, where Leona and Jamil have a boyfriend or girlfriend, who likes to shower them with love and affection, for example he is always giving them kisses on the face, or spoiling them , giving gifts, practically a Y/N who is overflowing with love for her boyfriend (my boys need more love)

♡︎I'm so sorry for taking so long to answer you! I also hope you don't mind but I decided to add more characters since I really liked your idea!

♡︎Includes: Second Years and Leona

⋆⋅☆Leona:

Leona tends to be quite dramatic about it. He can't easily accept the fact that you love him so much and genuinely enjoy showing him affection. In public, if you start giving him kisses or hugs, he may initially be reluctant to reciprocate. He'll likely playfully tease you, hoping to embarrass you enough to tone it down. If you persist, he might have to leave, or he'll end up smiling like a fool.

When you give him gifts, he'll constantly ask why you chose that particular item. It's not that he dislikes it, on the contrary, he'll cherish your gift forever. He just struggles with expressing his feelings. Overall, he appreciates your affection but finds it challenging to show it. Please bear with him, he's genuinely trying his best.

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⋆⋅☆Riddle:

If you kiss him unexpectedly in public, he'll become irritated and pause to explain why it's inappropriate. However, he won't be able to finish his sentence once he catches a glimpse of your face—your beautiful eyes and very kissable lips. Suddenly, he finds himself on the receiving end of improper actions. By the Seven, you might be the end of him.

Not particularly fond of public displays of affection, Riddle believes those moments should remain private. If you shower him with affection in private, he'll feel content. Despite being giddy and somewhat embarrassed by these newfound feelings, he'll reciprocate the affection.

When you give him gifts, he'll always be polite, expressing gratitude no matter the item, and he'll often seal it with a kiss on the cheek. The next time you meet, he'll make sure to present you with a sizable bouquet of roses.

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⋆⋅☆Ruggie:

Nervously laughing throughout the entire encounter, he's taken aback when you kiss him in front of everyone. A faint blush graces his face as he responds with his signature silly laugh. Your affection fills him with happiness, he couldn't ask for a better partner. While he tries to reciprocate your affection, he's more reserved when there are many people around.

Receiving gifts from you brings him immense joy, as he's never experienced such gestures from anyone else before. He'll eagerly try to reciprocate, often offering food or a random flower he's come across.

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⋆⋅☆Azul:

Azul appreciates all the attention and affection you give him, but he's a bit cautious about public displays due to his business image. He politely asks you to keep things low-key when you're around others, knowing how easily he can lose composure when you shower him with kisses.

As someone who enjoys spoiling you with gifts, Azul would be delighted if you reciprocated with small items he likes. It adds an extra layer of joy to his already generous gift-giving habits.

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⋆⋅☆Jade:

Jade thoroughly enjoys teasing you about your affectionate gestures, finding delight in the moments he catches you off guard. He doesn't shy away from planting random kisses on you throughout the day, relishing in the joy of seeing you blush and feel embarrassed. Doesn’t care about you being affectionate in public, after all, no one dares to stare at the two of you.

If you present Jade with little mushroom trinkets, especially different species, he'll be overjoyed. It shows your interest in his hobbies and proves that you pay attention to the things he shares and cares about.

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⋆⋅☆Floyd:

If he is in a good mood, he will be as affectionate as you and won’t let you leave him until he is satisfied. If he is in a bad mood don’t expect him to be very into it as he will probably just accept your affection and won’t care much about it, he might even just leave. Don’t take it personally, because sooner or later he will come back in a good mood and the two of you can just be all lovey-dovey again.

He will keep all of your presents and even likes giving you small stuff that he finds that makes him think of you. He will literally bring you a rock and say it reminded him of you.

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⋆⋅☆Kalim:

The two of you are a perfect match. If you initiate any form of affection, he'll reciprocate with double the enthusiasm, it's almost like a competition. A simple kiss on the cheek in the school hallway turns into him spinning you around in a joyous hug while showering your face with nonstop kisses. Despite the disapproving looks from onlookers, the two of you remain unfazed.

When it comes to gifts, he reciprocates with double the generosity. You find yourself receiving so many presents from him that you're not sure where to put them all by the end of the day. His enthusiasm for gift-giving knows no bounds, and he takes joy in showering you with tokens of his affection.

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⋆⋅☆Jamil:

In public, he tends to distance himself if you initiate affection, firmly believing such moments should be private. When it's just the two of you, he initially feels uneasy being the center of attention. However, as you shower him with endless kisses, he experiences for the first time a mix of vulnerability and trust, allowing you to express your love freely.

He genuinely appreciates both small and large gifts from you, especially when they align with things he mentioned liking before. It makes him feel valued and heard, knowing that you pay attention to the details of his preferences. As a gesture of gratitude, he ensures that you're treated to freshly prepared meals every single day. He takes pleasure in observing your reactions as you enjoy the food he lovingly makes for you.

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⋆⋅☆Silver:

Both of you are really into it, turning into a sappy couple. At the start, he was a bit shy about the affection you showered him with, but as time passed, he opened up to it, caring less about whether people are watching. After all, you two are dating, so expressing your feelings is only natural.

When it comes to gifts he accepts every one of them, but he does struggle with finding the right things to give in return. Seeking advice from Lilia, he often brings you flowers as a thoughtful gesture.

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I absolutely love hearing Astarion’s laugh, whether it’s from a cheesy joke or when he cracks himself up with his twisted sense of humor. And I don’t think we see him genuinely smile with joy that often other than the times he’s being flirtatious or in his menacing aura when he’s slaughtering his enemies.

But just imagine as the two of you grew closer, it would be so easy to get him laughing. It would start out with small chuckles and the briefest hint of a smile, maybe when some of your fellow traveling companions would get in a stupid argument over the pettiest of things or when you would accidentally trip over your own feet and land flat on your face in the dirt. But as time passes, you would make it your sole purpose just to hear him laugh and it would eventually grow into a sort of a competition between the two of you to crack each other up because he would slowly come to realize how much he loves to see you smile and laugh even in the midst of all the chaos.

At first, he would hate the fact that he was growing soft and vulnerable around you and he felt like he had no control over his boundaries and would think that you were secretly plotting some sort of scheme to get him to trust you further or had him under some sort of spell. But then he started to see that you held no malicious intentions towards him and you just had an aura about you that was full of joy and happiness and was simply contagious for anyone that was around you.

And he would look so cute when he’d be smiling and seeing his crimson eyes light up, with his fangs poking out over his bottom lip and the occasional twitch of his pointy ears whenever you would share a funny story or a witty quip at his overdramatized theatrics. He would playfully pout while you would tease him and mimic his voice and actions, but it was just too hilarious for him not to smile at how comical you looked while doing so.

And if you were in a romantic relationship with him, he would enjoy having those soft moments with you where you could get him to giggle at your affections towards him, from peppering kisses all over his face to tickling and poking each other throughout the day. One of his favorite moments was when the two of you got into a water fight when you were bathing away the sweat and grime from a long day, splashing each other in a fit of laughter and genuinely enjoying your company. And he is so fond of having tender and lighthearted sex with you and making each other laugh at how ridiculous you both are in the heat of the moment while you knock foreheads together and sharing sweet kisses.

You love being able to see him in this new light where he can let his walls go down and you take pride in seeing him act more goofy than usual and he adores you for showing him a different side of intimacy that is pure and virtuous in its simplicity.

(I could go on and on about how to make this man smile and laugh because he deserves to have some happiness in his life and that’s all I want for him, he’s just so sweet.)

[toshkakoshka]

already rambled about this to oomf on here about CAB but im here to throw it in again.

when reading the book i never took to thinking that aureliano was genuinely in love with remedios. the book describes him as feeling empty growing up, developing an obsession with making fishes and also closing himself off socially from the world. when he found himself infatuated with remedios, i initially thought: “here’s a guy with too much time on his hands and a fucked up line of thinking.” in the sense that— in aureliano’s pedophilia, i was looking at it through an outside lens and not in the lens aureliano would see it.

granted its much easier to dismiss aureliano’s attractions as the usual pedophilic obsessions— in the book there isn’t a striking development to their relationship that actually states about both of them falling in love. would it have needed such a graphic display though? as graphic as jose arcadio and pilar’s sexual affairs? as intense as aureliano segundo and petra cotes’s shared love? ggm isnt afraid to critically show the way attraction can intensify between two cousins, two siblings or even an underaged boy with a grown woman, why would he stop between a little girl and a man? (because this type of relationship just isn’t ever going to be possible.)

but then the show like… revealed it to me. aureliano’s point of view— immersed in the continuous and more obvious visualized versions of the book, reminding me that aureliano’s strange behaviors, as was everybody else’s, were not unwarranted, and were manifested from metaphor and symbolism.

and so we are told the story of how he falls in love with a little girl. only, even if he does fall in love, this isn’t a love story. that was not ggm’s intent, after all. aureliano fell in love, taught her things, married her, but we aren’t given details as to how their relationship was developed over the time that let them consummate their marriage up to the point she died so brutally. instead we’re given the details of how she affected the buendias as a whole.

the family was happy. they felt hope for the first time, their days brightened up by the sight of her as she tended to everybody in the house. “the house became full of love” and it overflowed with joy the moment remedios moscote moved in with them.

and in turn, that made aureliano happy. he loved life more as a result. he looked at her and realized he should keep going.

so when i look at this after looking back to those chapters and episodes, thinking of the reasons as to how it lead him all the way up to here, i realize that aureliano is stunted.

he’s stuck in the perpetual state of pain jose arcadio left him in. when the family fell apart, so did he, and he confined himself to his room, making little fishes as his handiwork over and over until he perfected their shapes. he had to become a big brother, to grow into a smaller version of a parent, to arcadio and amaranta. and as time passed, his ability to cope only grew more desperately (as did his skill) especially as things got worse for everybody in the house.

so it was only natural that he fell in love with a little girl. he fell in love with her innocence, her purity, the love she gave and took back. he fell in love with childhood. he felt like he could heal his inner child through being with her.

and he was reminded that could never happen. not when she died, pregnant with his children. he threw her into a world she was not ready to be thrust into, at an age where she only got her first period or still played with dolls, it was aureliano’s own fault for doing this to her, as he did himself.

she died growing up too fast.

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The kind of relationship that matches your soul feels like a sacred dance between two spirits, neither overshadowing the other but instead amplifying their brilliance. You need someone who sees you not just for your beauty but for the fire and dreams that flicker in your eyes. This person doesn’t seek to mold or control you but stands beside you with reverence, knowing you shine brightest when you’re free to be your authentic self.

Their love is steady, unwavering—a safe harbor in the chaos of the world. They choose you, not just in fleeting moments of admiration but in every room, even one filled with dazzling lights and extraordinary people. To them, you are the light. You are the reason their eyes wander no further, their heart stays still, and their ambition grows stronger.

This love is one where they honor your independence, never trying to dim your spark but fanning it gently, wanting you to rise higher, dream bigger, and be your boldest, most beautiful self. They look at you and see eternity—not as something they own but as something they are privileged to walk alongside. Their soul whispers to yours, always, “You are my choice. You are my always.”

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The kind of relationship that aligns with your essence is one where love feels like a sanctuary—a space where you are not pursued for the thrill of the chase but cherished for the light you bring to the world. You need someone whose devotion is unwavering, who sees you not as a prize to be won but as a muse to be adored, a queen to be honored, and a soul to be nurtured.

This person will look past the beauty that leaves others speechless and see the depths of your heart, the quiet strength within, and the dreams you carry. They won’t be intimidated by your standards or the radiance that sets you apart; instead, they’ll rise to meet you, making it their life’s purpose to show you how deeply you are loved. Their love is tender yet enduring, expressed in thoughtful gestures, kind words, and the quiet reassurance that you are their greatest treasure.

With them, you will never have to ask for affection, because they will pour their heart into worshiping and pleasing you, not out of obligation but from the pure joy of seeing you happy. Their soul will speak to yours in every touch, every glance, and every whispered promise, reminding you always: “You are my everything, and I am here to love you endlessly.”

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The kind of relationship that matches your essence is one that feels like a living masterpiece a grand symphony of devotion where every note is played with intention and passion. You need a love that doesn’t hide in the shadows but announces itself boldly to the world, as if saying, “This is the person I cherish, and I will show them in every way imaginable.”

This person will love you in ways that feel like poetry come to life, where every gesture is larger than life, yet filled with genuine meaning. Their affection isn’t quiet or understated it’s vivid, rich, and unapologetically extravagant. They’ll take pride in celebrating you, making sure the world knows just how much you mean to them, not for the sake of appearances but because their heart cannot contain the magnitude of their feelings.

It’s a love that builds something solid and enduring, where their actions match their words, and their dreams always include you. They see you not only as their partner but as their greatest treasure, someone worth every effort, every moment, and every grand gesture. Their love whispers, “You are the reason I reach higher, dream bigger, and live more beautifully.”

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Religious trauma in Good Omens: Aziraphale's case

We talk about religious trauma and the state of constant psychological abuse and manipulation experienced by those who suffer it, using Aziraphale as an example.

DISCLAIMER

This post is about painful experiences and the different ways you can react to them. This may affect you in particular and be difficult or stressful to deal with.

Here I intend to speak to you about the trauma of Aziraphale. I use the singular not because it is a single event, but because it is a very specific type of trauma to which ours has been subjected continuously since the beginning of time: religious trauma.

WHAT IS RELIGIOUS TRAUMA

Religious trauma is a complex type of trauma that usually has its greatest impact during the period of development: a person grows up in a social context that is regulated according to the dictates of any sect, which greatly influences the way they approach reality and, above all, themselves.

Often, this trauma begins to affect the existence of the victim even before they begin to speak and thus have the capacity to articulate the memories associated with it. It is not necessarily this trauma that is marked by significant events: very often it is its impact on everyday life that literally conditions the people who experience it, placing them on a well-trodden path of conventions and moral imperatives from which they must not deviate.

We are all (obviously, given the fandom) familiar with the concept of original sin. When a person is brought up with the view that we are all born sinners because we have literally inherited that sin and must spend our lives making amends for what is in our nature, several things happen:

_we live with a constant sense of shame and fear of not making it, of not being enough; _we blindly trust those who raise us and show us the way, and we may not want to see the inherent hypocrisies and contradictions because that would bring us into conflict with reality; _as a result, we have an incredible fear of authority and will tend to respect hierarchies even when they do not make much sense to us, and also try not to question what we are told; _we want at all costs to be 'part of the herd' and conform to the group, so we will suppress anything that we feel is different and might cause us trouble.

Now let's consider that, growing up in such a context, we become aware that something is not quite right for us. It could be anything from realising that we have sexual urges, to being attracted to someone of the same sex, to feeling uncomfortable in our own bodies, and so on.

In response to all of this, we experience feelings of shame, self-loathing and a desire to repress that which takes us away from what is the right way to be.

All these things are cruelly represented in our beloved angel Aziraphale.

AZIRAPHALE'S TRAUMA

It is really difficult to talk about Aziraphale's pain, although it is probably the most obvious and easiest to explain in the series. Because it is tangible, it is realistic, many of us experience it all the time and can relate to it.

Aziraphale has won us over with his almost childlike tenderness and joy, with his tenderness for the little things, with his tendency to take to heart the well-being and happiness of every human being in front of him. He is pure, genuine, sensitive and always on the side of good. But behind his façade of a happy and enthusiastic little creature, there is a frightened, abused, insecure child full of shame and self-reproach. This will always condition his actions and will lead him to the painful and, as we shall see, inevitable epilogue in which he rejects Crowley's love to follow Metatron to Paradise.

TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT OR TO DO WHAT I MUST?

We immediately see how Aziraphale lives in a state of perpetual contradiction due to his strong sense of morality: in the series, the first thing we see of him is the moment when he gives Adam and Eve the flaming sword he received as guardian of the Eastern Gate, so that they would not be completely helpless in their escape from the Garden of Eden.

As well as entertaining Crowley (and winning his immediate admiration), the episode shows us from the outset that Aziraphale has a moral compass that always points in a very precise direction: the good of others. This will often lead him in the series to act on impulse, only to have to face the consequences of constituted authority, and create in him an everlasting sense of remorse: almost immediately he is asked by God himself to account for the sword, the very sword that was in danger of becoming an instrument of destruction in the hands of one of the Horsemen of the Apocalypse - except that it was then the key to preventing it.

Unable to fight his nature, Aziraphale finds himself repeating the same actions over and over again: in the miniseries about the life of Job, his tenacity to save innocent creatures at all costs leads him to confront Crowley head-on, discovering his plan to circumvent the orders he was given and not kill anyone. But the web of lies he and the demon have woven tightens around him as Gabriel, Michael and the other angels descend to give Job the good news that he will be able to have more children in exchange for those who have been killed.

Aziraphale is thus forced to make a choice: tell the truth, exposing Crowley's deception and leading to the presumed murder of Job's children, or lie, saving everyone but tarnishing himself with what he sees as an unforgivable guilt. Our angel, as we know, chooses to lie. This causes him tremendous pain and leads him to believe that his fate is sealed and that he must fall. Despite having made the right choice.

Fortunately, as we know, none of this happens. But the fear of doing the wrong thing is always with him.

NATURAL ENEMIES

Aziraphale never makes it a secret that he despises Crowley's demonic nature. Never.

It is painful to compare the admiring look he gives him in S2E1 when he meets him in his angelic version, intent on starting the nebula he has been working on since the beginning of time, with the veiled look of shock (not to say a little disgust) he gives him in S1E1 when they meet again as an angel and a demon, on the walls of the Garden of Eden.

However, as soon as it starts to rain and Crowley gets close to him, Aziraphale immediately takes him under his wing. Aziraphale is an angel, and as such he loves no matter what. It is his peculiar and almost poisonous trait that leads him to help and to forgive even those who have wronged him.

Aziraphale believes that Crowley should be forgiven and loved, but he cannot accept that he has feelings of love for him. This leads him to reflexively despise himself for what he feels, and to push Crowley away whenever he gets too close: think of the argument under the gazebo, or when, confronted with Crowley's suggestion that he take him for a ride after giving him the thermos of holy water, he tells him that he "runs too fast".

It is already obvious to us viewers, and to Aziraphale himself, that he has feelings for Crowley that go far beyond camaraderie, but he cannot let go of them: the fear of retribution and the contempt he feels for anything that is not angelic leads him once again to flounder in contradictions and adopt that yo-yo attitude that characterises all his interactions with Crowley.

THE FINAL TEMPTATION

Crowley is a demon sui generis: he is not really evil and does not mind harming others. In fact, if he can, he actively avoids doing so. However, he does enjoy temptation, and one of his favourite targets is our beloved angel. Still during the miniseries on the life of Job, we see Crowley's first successful temptation of Aziraphale: while the two are patiently waiting for the storm to pass in the cellar of the mansion, Crowley offers him a drink, but Aziraphale refuses, not wanting to succumb to the intoxication of the wine.

Crowley then suggests that he try some human food. The angel is initially disgusted, but makes no objection, and is so impressed by what he tastes that he devours the entire roast beef on the table. Crowley is delighted, and this gag of temptation for an invitation to dinner is repeated throughout the series. Whether the invitation comes from him or from Crowley, each time Aziraphale eats contentedly and our demon watches him eat with satisfaction.

Crowley can therefore be said to be initiating Aziraphale into the pleasures of the flesh, which he will indulge in to the fullest. Aziraphale is a hedonist who loves refined and special things: from antique books to bespoke clothing, passing records, tea and sushi. He loves the objects he surrounds himself with and treats them with care: remember the white gloves he wears before leafing through the only existing copy of Agnes Nutter's Prophecies!

Aziraphale delights in touching his surroundings, and we have already talked about how his predominant love language is physical contact. As much as he can control himself, he touches our demon every time he gets his hands on him. He cannot help it. He desires it, and while Aziraphale has not realised this for the better part of 6,000 years on Earth, in the last century he has come to acknowledge it openly.

This leads Aziraphale to experience another contradiction: he wants to have more physical contact with Crowley, but he cannot. Crowley is a demon, he is the enemy, he is everything he abhors, but the angel he was is always there, alive, before his eyes, and it is out of love for that angel that Aziraphale accepts Metatron's proposal, faced with the prospect of being able to take Crowley back to Paradise with him. So they could be together, in the sunlight, with the approval of God and all, in an angelic way.

But Crowley unexpectedly, desperately, refuses.

Our angel feels betrayed, but has no choice but to accept Crowley's will.

Here is the irreparable, the ultimate temptation our demon could offer: a kiss, a last desperate cry for love, a plea for help, a series of meanings too great to be expressed in words. Crowley grabs Aziraphale by the lapels and for a few very long seconds their lips meet.

Aziraphale has never experienced anything like this before (probably not even Crowley) and feelings stir inside him that he has never even been able to name. Feelings that frighten him, feelings that bring back his contempt for himself and his being far from angelic nature. Aziraphale desires Crowley, discovers that he wants to be kissed by a demon (as the writers of the show themselves have revealed to us), and all of this clashes with everything he has ever been. He has just witnessed the contempt of angels and demons for the love of Beelzebub and Gabriel, he has just risked extinction for helping the fugitive Archangel, and yet Crowley tempts him with a sweet and terrible kiss.

But Aziraphale is an angel, and as such he loves and forgives.

So he forgives Crowley.

But Crowley, by definition, is unforgivable: disappointed and embittered by his beloved's rejection, he leaves.

Aziraphale does not really want to go to Paradise, but his desire to be part of the herd, his need to be loved and accepted by his faction, drives him to go, to do what is right, what is expected of him as an angel.

As he gets into the lift and asks Metatron what his task will be, he discovers that he will have to deal with the very thing he had already averted in the past: the Second Coming, the Last Judgement. He realises his mistake, realises that he is trapped, and once again wonders if he should do what is right or what he must do.

This time, however, it wins what he must: after one last look at Crowley, watching from afar, Aziraphale climbs into the lift with Metatron that will take him to Paradise. His trauma is so deep and ingrained that it has removed any prospect of being worthy of love except in the light of divine approval.

Although leaving everything he loves - Crowley, Earth, the Library - causes him enormous pain, Aziraphale must return to Paradise and fulfil his destiny.

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Cuddling Them Out Of Nowhere

Ragnar: He reacts by being pleasantly surprised and appreciative that you felt such an urge to be close to him. He will wrap his arms around you and bring you closer, stroking your hair and face, and returning the kisses you give. Perhaps he will nuzzle his face into your neck and breathe in your scent, or whisper to you that he loves you, and kiss you again passionately.

Athelstan: Well he would be rather bewildered and taken unawares, but happy nonetheless. You have just shown him love in a sweet and tender way, so how could he not appreciate such a thing? Cuddling, even unexpected, is a beautiful thing. He would return the favor in spades.

Floki: It depends on his relationship with the person. If he is in a romantic relationship with you, he will enjoy the affection and intimacy of the cuddling. It would be a very sweet and intimate moment between you both, and he would appreciate it. However, if it is not a romantic partner, he would most likely be irritated by the unwarranted physical contact and would ask them to stop.

Lagertha: She's a bit startled at first. She's not a very touchy person, so to be taken by surprise and be cuddled is unexpected. It feels good though, comforting. She gives the same physical affection you have just given her, but she also leans over and whispers something in your ear. Something along the lines of "I can't believe how lucky I am to have you". It's important to her to remind you how much you mean to her, even in the little moments.

Aslaug: When you cuddle her out of nowhere, she can't help but be touched. It's a very sweet and gentle gesture, often done with no expectations and simply as a show of affection. The act itself can be very soothing and calming, a small reminder that you are cared for, safe, and loved. Whether they are a partner, a spouse, a loved one, or even just a platonic friend, receiving such warmth and comfort from another human being is a truly remarkable thing. So, the next time you cuddle her out of nowhere, she just treasures it.

Bjorn: Out of nowhere, he might be startled. But he would also be intrigued, a little excited. As he turned to see who was the source of this surprise cuddle he would take note of your scent, and look you up and down. Taking in your soft skin, smooth curves, facial and body language. Perhaps you looked a bit nervous. He would begin to gently return the affection, enjoying the warmth of your body pressing against his. He would also be a little surprised. Did this have some sort of ulterior motive or were you just being sweet and affectionate?

Ubbe: Cuddling is the highest form of love and acceptance, so it only brings joy and contentment into his heart. When he is embraced by the love of his life, whether it be in a gentle cuddle or a passionate embrace, he is reminded that all is well, and all will be well. He is truly a blessed man to have such a loving and devoted person in his life.

Hvitserk: He feels his blood quicken, his heart beat faster, and his body tingle. His hands tighten around your body and he pulls you closer, breathing deep and smelling the scent of your hair. He feels a warm and happy sensation in his chest as you show your affections. He would then pull you to him and begin a warm embrace that he would never want to leave.

Sigurd: Surprised, but touched. He's never been overly physically affectionate with his partners, but he's never been in an honest relationship either. To have someone truly, genuinely care about him like that would be… well it's a new experience, certainly.

Ivar: He'd react with shock and surprise. Cuddling is a show of emotion and it would take him aback, he is not used to physical displays of affection. His first instinct might be to swat away whatever's trying to cuddle him like it's an annoyance or an insect, but then he would recognize your intent and attempt to embrace you back.

Halfdan: He is not a man to show his emotions. But truth be told it brings him great joy, and in those moments where he feels his lover's warmth and comfort he feels complete. He's not someone who shows their affections much, but those are the moments when he feels at his most vulnerable.

Harald: It would depend on how he's feeling at the time. Cuddling is, in general, a pleasant experience. However, if you were to catch him whilst he was contemplating an important decision or pondering a particularly difficult puzzle, he might not feel the same way. In such a situation, the interruption could be frustrating. If he was feeling tired, the cuddling may be welcome. If he was feeling stressed, the unexpected contact might add to that. If he was feeling happy and content, the cuddling may be welcome. The outcome would vary depending on his present mood.

[dhampling]

I've had this idea in my head ever since I first played as a Dragonborn or Tiefling in BG3, and I have no idea why it isn't discussed more. But what if a Tiefling! (Or Dragonborn, whichever you prefer) Tav shows affection by coiling their tail around their s/o? Like they're close by and are just overwhlemed with love and adoration, and their tail just kinda wraps around their lovers leg? Or wrist or anywhere they can reach! Like Tav is hugging Astarion and then without really realizing it, their tail coils around him as well? Idk, I just think the concept is super sweet/cute. I would love to see this as a small story, or even just head cannons if you want to explore the idea as well. No pressure, obviously, ignore it if you wish to ❤️ hope you're doing well!

a tail of... insert pun here! tavs with TAILS. tails with tav. tav tails with dal.

hello sweetling! can i start by saying that i loved this - genuinely, absolutely loved this. i started by writing HCs and got a bit carried away, so i hope you enjoy the little bit of both here! thank you for giving me something different - this is absolutely not something i'd have thought of and i had SO MUCH FUN. a/n: species isn't mentioned, and I've tried to keep it as generic as possible so it could be applicable for tiefs or dragonborn tavs!

headcanons;

As far back as you can recall you’ve been particularly expressive

It’s not something that you’ve ever seen as an issue, beyond the occasional mishap you can laugh over with any tail-whipped parties later

Frantic little licks of excitement when playing with your peers as a youngling come to mind as an immediate example

Running amok and jumping with the widest of smiles as your tail oscillates behind you

Your family chiding you playfully whilst rubbing their stinging ankles after a particularly jovial day in your presence

Your parents holding you whilst you were still small enough to be held

Your tail bony and light, and yet tightly winding around their forearms as you rested on their torso like a twisting vine

A sign of comfort, safety

A sign that hasn’t lost any significance as you’ve aged

Many a time you’ve run into an old friend and accidentally lashed them in sheer glee, loosely wrapping your tail to whichever limb you can to keep them close as you agree to wander the local bustling market together

And so when you begin to bond with your fellow escapists as you search for a cure for your unfortunate parasite problem, it’s inevitable

It doesn’t even cross your mind

Not until the day where everything just went right 

For the first time since your abduction you’ve emerged your battles all victorious, casualties kept to a minimum, and with enough variety in supplies to have a proper meal 

Spirits are high, wine is flowing; and your party has a real energy of optimism

Your tail flitters back and forth like a moth to a flame as your take to your feet and search for the one who has captured your attention

fool's errand;

It takes Astarion a little aback when the wine steers you towards him.

A few weeks in each others’ presence, sure. A night or two; possibly three, maybe even four at this point, of mutual enjoyment under the stars. Frequent back and forth exchanges while on the road, bantering like old friends. You give him your neck, he offers you moral support.

But on a night where the joy is positively spilling from every cup in camp, you step to him?

He’s unsure whether to be flattered or cautious.

If you’re to end your arrangement, surely tonight - where the conversation is so effusive, so effortless across your party - would be the optimal time to do so. Laugh it away as a lapse in judgement between ‘old friends’, as you often joke, and drift from him to a more viable prospect as the coming days pass. Leave him as the least amicable in camp once more. He’d understand.

Not that he’d like it.

But he’d understand.

Or, he’d try to. He might be a little upset if Lae’zel wins Lady Congeniality over him, but it’s not the end of the world.

He’d have to hope the group still would still want to keep him around of course. Be a little nicer to Gale. Offer to help Karlach carry your packs between camps. 

What is he offering you if not his nimble fingers? Maybe he went too hard on gunning for you. Or not hard enough, perhaps?

You quirk a brow as you snap your fingers in his face, wine sloshing gently in your other hand.

Clearly his face is now showing his displeasure.

“You ok? Hello?”

“Oh! Yes, my sweet. Lost in thought.” 

He waggles his fingers and lifts his goblet to toast alongside yours. To new friends.

“I must say - you being lost in thought is entirely unusual. Still wondering about the left handed tongs Gale sent you searching for earlier?” You laugh warmly. He scowls.

“I don’t eat! I haven’t eaten for two hundred years. What use would I have for tongs in a dungeon, darling?’

He sips.

‘A fool’s errand in very poor taste, if you ask me.”

You still. He pauses.

He’s feeling sour, and he’s ruined it for you. Sapped the joy from your evening. Gods.

He wracks his brain for ways he can come back into favour. 

Suggest other things he’d like to taste in order to clear his palate. He hasn’t eaten in two hundred years, and he’s absolutely famished. Whet your appetite a little. Win you back round.

“I can hear your brain whirring, you know.” You whisper, leaning close.

He freezes. Can you see it? Through the tadpole? His horrid scheming?

And you do the most unexpected thing.

Your arms come around his torso to envelop him in a tight hug.

You aren’t fervently clutching at his waist, running fevered hands over his abdomen or pulling yourself close just to feel his body against yours.

It’s soft. Clandestine almost. He doesn’t know how to react. 

“I do so adore you, you know? You make this sordid little adventure a little more enjoyable each day.’ 

You hum. Your head falls to his chest, your tail wrapping around his leg steadily.

‘You can talk to me about these things if you want to. If you figure out what you want to say. I’m here.”

He wouldn’t have anticipated a single one of your actions in the face of his sullen behaviour this evening.

Yet the one that touches him most is the tail now secure around his leg. 

A reminder of every tired day you flit joyously against him as you trek together, the curiosity and jubilee when he powers through a wholly trapped room with nothing but a single tool and a flourish - for good measure, of course.

Your little happy whips as you stumble on dire-needed pouches of gold alongside him. His lockpicking skill that you find oh-so enthralling, providing for the party in making use of his talent.

And every once in a while when you’re aside him, the way this happens.

A moment that reminds him of the beauty within bodies past their use for sexuality. How genuinely happy those little mindless touches make him. How his undead heart could maybe be cajoled into beating again over this one.

He coughs. Smiles. Brings his arms around you, though delayed.

Head resting atop yours. 

“You’re full of surprises aren’t you, treasure?”

Your tail flits against his leg in a happy shiver.

“Naturally, darling.”

You imitate him in a way that makes you both laugh like fools. Toast once again.

"To us."

[levisjinchuriki]

forever yours - chapter 8

summary: gojo thinks you're both ready to take the next step

warning: slow burn, fluff, lingering looks, gojo being a gentleman

word count: 3.4k

you and gojo sit on the steps in front of the house watching haru rides his bike with training wheels around the large driveway. his laughter fills the air as he enjoys himself, excited to finally try the bike he got as one of his birthday presents.

gojo watches him with a mix of pride and affection, his heart swelling as he sees the joy on haru’s face. this moment is one of those simple yet profound milestones in haru’s life that he's grateful to be a part of.

“he’s really getting the hang of it,” you say, voice filled with pride and a hint of amazement. it’s a simple thing, but watching your child achieve something for the first time always brings a special kind of joy.

“yeah, he caught on quick” gojo agrees.

as haru rides past you again, his smile wide and bright, you both wave, cheering him on. he responds with an enthusiastic wave, his confidence growing with each loop around the driveway.

gojo takes a breath before speaking, suddenly feeling nervous.

“so,” he begins, his tone slightly hesitant but filled with hope, “i’ve been thinking…”

you glance over at him, curiosity piqued. “about what?”

gojo rubs the back of his neck, a small, almost sheepish smile playing on his lips. “we haven’t really been on an official date since we started… this”. he pauses, his eyes searching yours as he tries to gauge your reaction. “and, well… i was wondering if you’d be interested in going to dinner with me this weekend. properly planned out, with reservations and everything”.

for a moment, the world seems to slow as his words sink in. you can see the anticipation in his eyes, the vulnerability that he rarely lets show. it’s not just the idea of a date that strikes you, but the effort and thought he’s put into it—something carefully planned, just for the two of you.

a soft smile spreads across your face as you consider his offer. “an official date, huh?” you say, teasing lightly to ease the tension you can feel from him.

gojo nods, his smile growing a bit more confident. “i want it to be special. something we both can look forward to”.

your heart swells at the sincerity in his voice, and you feel touched by the gesture. “that sounds really nice, satoru. i’d love to”.

the relief that washes over his face is unmistakable, and it makes your heart flutter even more. “yeah?” he asks, his grin now full of excitement like he can hardly believe you said yes. 

“i’ll make sure everything is perfect,” gojo promises, his voice filled with determination.

you’re touched by the sincerity of his words. despite everything that’s happened, his desire to make things right still shines through, and it’s a reminder of the man you once fell in love with.

but you also know that perfection isn’t what you need right now. you’ve both been through too much to expect flawless moments. what matters most is the effort, the genuine intention to be there for each other, and the willingness to try again.

“it doesn’t have to be perfect,” you say sincerely, your voice soft but full of conviction. “just spending time with you is enough.”

gojo’s eyes soften, the tension in his shoulders easing as he takes in your words. in that moment, the pressure of the evening melts away, leaving behind a shared understanding that what you both need isn’t perfection but presence. just being together, reconnecting, and taking things one step at a time—those are the things that truly matter.

gojo chuckles softly, his eyes locking with yours as if trying to memorize the moment. “well, then, here’s to our imperfect date”. 

you both share a smile, the simplicity of the promise feeling both comforting and exciting. it’s not about grand gestures or flawless execution; it’s about being together and enjoying each other’s company.

—

you stand in front of your closet, trying to decide what to wear. it feels strange—exciting, but strange—to be preparing for a date with gojo after everything that has happened. your nerves make you feel like a teenager again, filled with anticipation.

after a few minutes of deliberation, you settle on an elegant dress. it’s a choice that has always made you feel confident, and it seems perfect for the occasion. the fabric falls gracefully, with just the right amount of sophistication for a nice dinner. you pair it with your best heels and some understated jewelry that complements the dress without overpowering it. 

as you style your hair, you hear a small knock on the door. “mommy?”.

you turn to see haru’s small frame standing in the doorway. “hi, sweetheart,” you say.

his eyes widen as he takes in your appearance, a bright smile spreading across his face. “mommy, you look so pretty!”. 

the simple, heartfelt compliment brings a warmth to your chest, and you smile down at him. “thank you, honey. you’re very sweet.”

haru walks over, reaching up to touch the soft fabric of your dress with his tiny fingers, his curiosity evident in the way he studies it. “where are you going?”. 

you crouch down to his level, gently smoothing his hair back from his face, your heart swelling with affection for your little boy. “i’m going out to dinner with daddy tonight”.

haru’s eyes widen even more, now filled with curiosity and excitement. “with daddy?” he repeats, his voice full of wonder. it’s clear that the thought makes him happy.

“yes, with daddy,” you confirm, smiling at the way his face lights up. the innocence and joy in his reaction remind you of the importance of moments like these—not just for you and satoru, but for haru too.

haru throws his arms around you in a tight hug, his small body pressing against yours with all the love he can muster. “have fun, mommy!” he exclaims.

you gently hug him back, savoring his embrace and the innocence in his words. his little arms wrap around you tightly, and for a moment, you close your eyes, soaking in the pure, unconditional love that only a child can give. “thank you, honey,” you whisper softly, a smile touching your lips. “i’m sure it will be fun.” as you pull back, you press a quick kiss to the top of his head, feeling a renewed sense of calm and happiness. 

as the clock strikes eight, a gentle knock echoes through the house, signaling gojo's arrival. he’s right on time. your heart gives a little flutter as you smooth down your dress one last time and make your way to the door. when you open it, gojo stands there, his tall frame dressed in a sharp black suit that’s tailored perfectly.

gojo looks at you like it’s the first time all over again. the suit enhances the natural elegance he carries, and his usual playful grin softens into something more sincere as his eyes meet yours. for a moment, neither of you speaks, simply taking in the sight of each other.

“evening,” gojo greets, his voice warm and smooth, paired with that charming smile that never fails to make your heart skip a beat. his eyes roam over you with genuine admiration. “you look stunning”.

a blush rises to your cheeks at the compliment, catching you a bit off guard with its sincerity. you can feel the heat in your face, but you manage to smile back, feeling that familiar flutter in your chest. “thank you,” you say softly, your eyes meeting his. “you look very handsome.”

before you can say anything else, haru comes bounding over, filled with joy. “hi, daddy!” he exclaims, throwing his arms around gojo’s legs in a tight embrace.

gojo immediately crouches down to haru’s level, his face lighting up with a warm, affectionate smile that reaches his eyes. without hesitation, he pulls haru into a gentle hug, his embrace filled with the kind of love that only a father could give. “hi, my little spring roll,” he says softly, his voice brimming with love. the endearment brings a smile to your face; it’s a nickname born from the meaning of haru’s name—springtime and new beginnings.

you watch the exchange with a smile. there’s something incredibly comforting in seeing gojo interact with haru this way. he always effortlessly blends affection with playfulness. haru giggles at the name and beams up at his father, the joy on his face mirroring the love in Gojo’s eyes. 

“you go to dinner with mommy?” he asks for confirmation. 

gojo chuckles, giving haru a gentle rub on his back. “that’s right. we’re going out for a little while” he confirms, his gaze flickering to you with the kind of look that makes your heart flutter.

haru turns to you, his big, earnest eyes filled with an intensity that makes you smile. “have lots of fun, kay?” he says, as if it's his job to remind you.

you laugh softly, touched by his sweet sincerity. gently stroking his cheek, you reply, “i will, honey. be good, okay?”. haru nods earnestly, his little face brimming with trust. 

haru nods, his little face brimming with trust. “okay, mommy,” he promises.

his sitter steps forward, extending her hand to haru with a kind smile, which haru easily takes. she wishes you both a good night and assures you that she’ll make sure haru has a great time while you’re away.

as you make your way outside, haru waves enthusiastically. you glance back one last time, catching haru’s small, happy wave before you step out into the evening. haru’s sitter gives you a reassuring smile before closing the door behind you.

gojo’s gaze lingers on you, as if he’s savoring the sight of you standing beside him. his intense blue eyes are filled with admiration. the way he looks at you makes you feel exposed, yet cherished. you catch yourself holding your breath as butterflies erupt inside you. a soft blush creeps onto your cheeks as his eyes take in every feature. his intense focus seems to amplify every emotion you’re feeling, heightening the anticipation of the evening ahead. it’s a look that seems to search for something—perhaps reassurance, or maybe just the simple joy of seeing you in this moment. 

“ready?” he asks softly, his gaze reassuring as he offers you his arm. you slip yours through his, and there’s a moment of connection, a brief second where the world feels like it’s just the two of you. the simple act of linking arms feels symbolic, as if you’re embracing whatever this night has in store. 

“ready” you confirm. as you walk together, you notice how natural it feels to be by his side like this, the two of you falling into an easy rhythm. the night air is cool against your skin, but the warmth of gojo’s presence more than makes up for it. there’s a quiet excitement between you, the unspoken anticipation of what the evening might bring.

when you reach the car, gojo releases your arm just long enough to open the door for you. 

you slide in, the scent of leather and something distinctly gojo filling your senses. he waits until you’re settled before closing the door gently, his movements deliberate and thoughtful. as he walks around to the driver’s side, you feel a flutter of excitement for the evening ahead, knowing that tonight is not just a dinner but a chance to reconnect and create new memories together.

—

as you both step into the restaurant, the soft glow of ambient lighting and the gentle murmur of conversation create an intimate atmosphere. gojo gives his name to the host, who is quick to show you to your table. as you walk, gojo’s hand rest gently on your mid-back—a touch that you don’t shy away from. his fingers press lightly against your skin, guiding you with care but not overstepping. 

the contact is subtle but reassuring, a tender reminder of his presence and support. you catch his eye and see a soft, contented smile on his face, reflecting the ease he feels in this moment with you. the host leads you to a table near a window, where the city lights provide a stunning backdrop.

as you settle into your seats and begin to look at the menu, gojo’s gaze is fixed on you from across the table. his eyes, softened with admiration, follow every subtle movement you make. you remain unaware of his intense focus, completely engrossed in deciding what to order.

suddenly, gojo’s voice cuts through your concentration, his tone filled with genuine warmth. “you’re gorgeous, you know that?”.

the unexpected compliment makes you look up from your menu, your heart skipping a beat. the sincerity in his voice, coupled with the way he’s looking at you, catches you off guard. a soft blush rises to your cheeks as you meet his eyes, which are still filled with that deep, admiring gaze. 

“thank you,” your voice is a mix of surprise and appreciation. the simple, heartfelt remark lingers in the air, adding to the intimate atmosphere of the night.

“you’re making me nervous,” you say with a slight laugh.

gojo’s eyes crinkle at the corners as he chuckles, his expression softening. “im glad i’m not the only one”       he admits, his tone more relaxed. “it’s been a while since we’ve had a night like this”. 

despite the time apart and the changes in your lives, the underlying feelings are still there. there’s a vulnerability behind his words. it’s rare to see gojo, who is usually so confident and self-assured, admit to feeling anything resembling nerves. there’s a comfort in knowing that this evening means as much to him as it does to you.

“it has. i think we both want tonight to be special, but it’s okay if it’s not perfect. it’s enough that we’re here together, trying”. your words resonate with gojo, and his expression softens as he takes in your sincerity. his eyes reflect the appreciation he feels. 

“you’re right,” he agrees, his voice gentle. “i’m really happy we’re doing this”. there’s a moment of shared understanding, a silent acknowledgment that the effort to reconnect is what truly counts. 

you look down at his hand, the simple elegance of his ring catching the soft glow of the candlelight. there’s a moment of stillness, and you take a deep breath, feeling the weight of the evening’s significance. with a gentle resolve, you reach across the table, your hand moving slowly but purposefully.

your hand rests over the top of his with a delicate touch. for a moment, gojo’s eyes follow your movement, a flicker of hope lighting up his gaze. you can feel the careful way he observes your gesture, knowing how much it means to both of you.

without a word, he flips his hand over, his thumb gently running softly across your knuckles. the feeling of his hand in yours grounds you, dispelling some of the nerves that have been swirling in your chest. he’s been waiting for moments like these—where you initiate contact and bridge the gap between you—but he’s also been patient, understanding that you need to move at your own speed.

“i think we’ve both grown a lot through all of this” your voice carries a note of reflection.

he nods, a small smile playing on his lips. “we have. and i want you to know that i’m all in—whatever it takes, i’m willing to do it”. 

the sincerity in his words and the way he looks at you with such determination makes your heart ache in the best way possible. there’s still so much to work through, but you feel like you’re both on the same page—like you’re truly partners in this journey.

“i know” you say softly, believing him. 

the rest of the evening passes in a blur of laughter, shared stories, and the occasional lingering touch that hints at the deeper connection you both long to rekindle. the nervousness from earlier melts away, replaced by a sense of comfort that feels like coming home.

as you walk hand in hand to the car, there's a lightness in your steps. even in the quiet moments, as he drives you back and your hands remain intertwined, the silence speaks volumes. the unspoken understanding that tonight has been a success fills the air, and the atmosphere is charged with possibility.

when you arrive home, satoru walks you to the door, his hand still holding yours. he looks at you with such affection that it makes your heart skip a beat. “thank you for going out with me” he says, his voice soft yet filled with emotion. “i had a great time”. 

you can see the sincerity in his eyes, the way he genuinely means every word. it's in the way he lingers a little longer, reluctant to let the moment end, and in the way his thumb gently strokes the back of your hand, a subtle but reassuring gesture.

you smile, feeling the same giddiness you’ve felt all evening. “so did i”. 

there’s a brief moment of hesitation before satoru leans in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead—a gesture that feels both tender and meaningful. “goodnight,” he murmurs, his voice gentle.

“goodnight,” you whisper back, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks as his face hovers close to yours. the proximity sends a pleasant shiver down your spine. your heart flutters, caught between the lingering traces of the kiss on your forehead and the feeling of his hand still clasped in yours.

his hand lingers in yours for just a moment longer before he reluctantly pulls away. as you watch him walk down the driveway, your heart feels full, brimming with emotions you thought had long been buried.

smiling to yourself, you unlock the door and step inside. your babysitter is waiting for you on the couch, greeting you softly. “haru’s already in bed,” she informs you, her tone gentle. you thank her as she gathers her things and leaves, the quiet of the house wrapping around you like a comforting blanket.

the shower that follows relaxes your muscles, washing away the remnants of the evening. by the time you slip into your pajamas and climb into bed, your thoughts are still on satoru.

the journey you’ve experienced together hasn’t been perfect—far from it. yet, tonight has been exactly what you needed—a reminder that despite all the challenges, the love between you and satoru is still very much alive.

as you lie there, a small, contented smile tugs at your lips, and the memory of his tender kiss lingers in your thoughts, filling you with a sense of peace.

---

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[bucksaiga]

I do not want to do discourse but I am quite tired so feel free to scroll past this or ignore it idc

First and foremost I do not care if other positivity projects exist. They can exist in unique ways for unique reasons. It's a beautiful thing. I'm sure people love what they do and they're doing it for fun. Personally? I love what I do. A normal amount. And I do it my own way. Kinley Café is my heartbeat and it's always been a project that I deeply enjoy and that I am passionate about. I ask for nothing in return except the chance to touch other people's lives and make them smile by sending out your orders.

I am so comforted by the amount of love and support I receive. It's motivating and has helped me through difficult times. I have been so distracted spreading joy that I've basically breezed through what is usually the most difficult month of my life.

And yet. And yet!! I have been reported as spam so the café does not come up in searches (it's limited/partially shadowbanned I guess you can say. I constantly worry that this affects people getting notified when they receive treats because I want them to know someone is thinking of them. But I have been communicating with Tumblr about it, so don't worry too much). I have received phishing links in DMs and on the order form. And more recently, a password protected blog that hasn't had any activity in 40 days receives nearly a dozen notifications out of the blue because of a months old post circulating as some sort of gotcha, and I find out someone is telling people that I copied an idea (from myself btw) and sent out anons trying to encourage people to call me out over...stealing my own idea?

And I don't wanna hear "they didn't know it was me" because nobody asked me shit! I didn't show anybody any disrespect. In fact, I was being supportive! I showed love! I took the time out to make something because I wanted to continue to encourage the spread the positivity.

And yet, people made accusations even though I was being kind? Do you want a trampoline since you like fucking jumping to conclusions?

KC has been open for FIVE weeks. And I've dealt with all this in a short period of time for absolutely no reason. I've been nothing but kind and supportive of others. I genuinely and sincerely try my best.

I don't wanna let this taint something beautiful or let anything discourage me from doing this again. But I swear to god.....this shit is getting really annoying and bringing out the worst in me. lmao why am I fighting for my life during this little hiatus? I'm dedicating my free time to creating things, and collaborating with others just to spread love and kindness. I don't want anything but peace and quiet.

What's next? Do I have to keep dealing with dumbassery? Or can I go back to sending out treats and going on about my fucking business? Because I do not have time for this. I do not want all this static!!!

I've turned off reblogs. If you want to talk to me privately that's fine but this has been a little overwhelming and I just wanted to get this off my chest.

[cressidagrey]

First, I just gotta say that I love your writing. I’ve been following you since the ACOTAR stories (which I’m still totally obsessed with, by the way), and it was such a happy surprise when you started writing about F1 — it happened right when I got into that world too.

Your stories are something I always look forward to with so much excitement and love! Every single one of them is amazing, no exceptions. And honestly, as long as you’re writing, you’ll always have a super loyal reader in me. I don’t always leave a comment, but I’m always dropping a like!

My favorite, no doubt, is The Mysterious Mrs. Piastri. I’m completely in love with that family and their sweet, loving, domestic vibe! And there’s something that’s been stuck in my head:

– We know how Felicity gets along with Oscar’s family — they like her and support the relationship. But what about Bee’s relationship with her grandparents and aunts? I’m sure they love her a lot, but I’d love to know how they reacted when Felicity got pregnant, and how they deal with the fact that Bee is ridiculously smart.

I have this headcanon that, even though Felicity knows her parents are awful people, she still feels pretty sad that her daughter only gets affection from her dad’s side of the family — which honestly sucks.

Anyway, that’s it! Sorry if I wrote anything wrong — English isn’t my first language, but I hope the message still comes through!

This message genuinely warmed my whole heart — thank you so much 🥹💛 The fact that you’ve been here since the ACOTAR days (!!) and followed me into the F1 chaos means more than I can ever explain. It’s such a cool full-circle moment that we got into the sport around the same time too — I love that so much.

And oh my gosh — The Mysterious Mrs. Piastri!! I’m so happy you love that little domestic whirlwind of a family. Writing Felicity, Oscar, and Bee has been such a joy, and your question?? It hit me right in the heart.

You're absolutely right — Felicity knows her parents aren’t good people, and she’s never expected much from them. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.

Felicity’s parents are cold, performative, and extremely status-driven, which made her childhood an utter nightmare.

They saw her marrying Oscar as a mistake, a failure, a disruption to the “perfect” life they had planned for her, and cut all contact over it.

I haven't figured out if they even know about Bee ngl.

But I do think it puts Felicity in this very interesting space, wehre she knows that her parents are horrible, that they treated her wrongly and that she would never let them treat her daughter like that...but they are still her parents.

And when she sees how the Pastries love Bee fiercely and without hesitation, there’s a quiet ache in Felicity that her family couldn’t show up in the same way.

(Also yes, Bee being terrifyingly smart is both a blessing and a curse when it comes to navigating grown-up emotions — she sees and understands way more than people realize 😭)

And please don’t apologize — your English was absolutely perfect, and the message came through so beautifully. Thank you for being such a loyal reader, whether it’s through likes or comments — it means the world to me. Truly. 🫶🏻