#their father-daughter relationship means so much to me 🥺💕

[hi-i-love-u-bitch]

Something something it honestly doesn't matter who inherits the family mantle so long as they are the first born, but like most royals, the Ars Goetia prefer males to take the thrown because misogyny and bullshit. Safe to say that nobody was too thrilled about Octavia being born a girl except for Stolas, of course, because he loved her as soon as he saw her. Anyways that scene from the movie Marie Antoinette (2006) where Marie is cooing over her baby girl like:

"Aw, poor little girl. You were not what was desired, but you are no less dear to me. A boy would be the son of France the Ars Goetia, but you Marie-Thérèse Octavia, shall be mine."

[bluebeary-jay]

Damage done

Pre/No-outbreak!Joel Miller x f!Reader

Summary: during a fight with Joel, he unknowingly sends you into a panic attack caused by your previous experiences. he deeply regrets it. (based on this wonderful ask!)

Tags: heavy ANGST, hurt/comfort, angst with happy ending (there's also fluff), established relationship, petnames, soft!Joel (he's trying his best fr 🥺). Several years pre outbreak. please read the warnings carefully

Warnings: fighting, talk and mention about previous abusive relationship, panic attack, emotional distress, self-destructive thoughts

Word count: 4K

A/N: i wrote it partially based on experiences with my own panic attacks, but i know everyone's is different. if there's a warning i missed, please let me know. also i want this man to take care of me so much 😢 anyway, stay safe, darlings, and as always: happy reading and i hope you'll enjoy!! 💕 comments and feedback are greatly appreciated 😌

It had been a rough couple of weeks. Things at your work were rocky to say the least, what with your boss firing several people every week and cutting your salary. Joel didn’t have it much better – from what you understood, two clients suddenly canceled their order, and Tommy got himself thrown into jail, again, breaking his longest record to date. On top of that, little Sarah went down with some kind of flu that was raging in schools recently, and for the last two weeks one of you had to be home with her almost all the time.

So it was probably no wonder that the tension and stress became too much at one point, and you both snapped.

It was about the play at Sarah’s school.

“You promised her, Joel! She was talking about it for the entire week.”

“It’s not my fault we have to go out of town on this date,” he answered through clenched teeth, pinching the bridge of his nose and not looking up at you. “I tried to reschedule, but the commissioning party refused. I can’t help it, for fuck’s sake.”

You were glad Sarah wasn’t home right now to listen to your fight. You dropped her off earlier at her friend’s house because she wanted to practice lines for the play they were doing next week. The play that Joel was apparently planning to miss.

You adored Joel – god, you loved him with all that you had – but he could be so stubborn sometimes, it was driving you up the fricking wall.

“It’s your kid, Joel–”

“Yeah, it’s my kid!” he raised his voice, only now lifting his head. His stare was cold and hard, so unlike how he usually looked at you. “Not yours.”

“Are you kidding me?!” you shouted, hurt by his words and the tone he used. “I’ve been taking care of her, loving her– She is like a daughter to me!”

“But still not yours,” he repeated harshly. That was a low blow, especially when he told you so many times that you might not be Sarah’s biological mother, but it’s obvious you love her like she’s your own blood.

“You’re only saying that ‘cause you know I’m right,” you snarled angrily, and Joel huffed a humorless laugh.

“Of course. You always know better, dont’cha?” He stood up, towering over you, but you didn’t back down. If anything, it only made you more mad, as if he was doing this to intimidate you. “I’m sorry I’m such a terrible father in your eyes, but I have to think about earning money. Especially since it’s only a matter of time ‘till that asshole boss of yours will fire you, too.”

“What the fuck’s that supposed to mean?! You really think so lowly of me to say it won’t be long until I get fired?”

“I don’t– Christ, you’re puttin’ words in my mouth again.”

“Again. Of course.” You spat out and took your sweatshirt from the couch, done with him and this conversation. “I’m going to my home,” you told him dryly. Joel’s nostrils flared and he took a step forward.

“No, you’re not.”

“Fuckin’ watch me,” you muttered under your breath, but loud enough for him to hear.

“We are not finished!!” Joel screamed, his booming voice echoing throughout the house.

It felt like a slap. In one second you froze, all your muscles seized up and a feeling of coldness gripped your heart and throat, sending panic flooding your veins. The sweatshirt you were holding slipped out from your stiff fingers.

Joel has never raised his voice at you like that. Never with such anger and fury. There was a bite to his tone that you couldn’t explain, but which you knew very well – the telltale sign that you went too far, and the other person’s patience was at an end, that now you were going to pay for it.

Your previous boyfriend taught you what it means. It meant bruises and split lips, and screaming when you started crying…

Joel noticed the shift in your behavior right away, and his anger immediately ebbed, replaced by confusion and concern.

“Darlin’?” he murmured the pet name, though it rolled off his tongue heavily and with difficulty.

He was still furious at you and your refusal to understand what he was going through, but it all died down when he saw how wide, how empty your eyes were. Your knees buckled, and you looked like you could fall down at any moment.

Joel didn’t have any idea what was happening with you – but knew that whatever it was, it was his fault.

You, in the meantime, felt like you couldn’t breathe. The man in front of you – you weren’t even sure anymore who that was – took a step forward with his hand lifted, and you quickly backed away, stumbling in the process.

“No! N-no, no, please, I’m sorry–” you started blabbering and sobbing, wrapping one arm around your middle to protect all the main internal organs. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to–”

“No, you didn’t…”

“Please… I’m sorry, I swear,” you cried, trembling at this point, but not daring to escape the room. “I’ll be better, just don’t… Please, don’t…”

Joel’s heart broke when he saw you bursting into tears and trying to make yourself as small as possible. All his anger disappeared in a cloud of smoke, replaced by the overpowering need to comfort the girl he loved.

But you seemed so scared when he wanted to come closer… And he didn’t know how to proceed.

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” he repeated in an even softer tone, his eyebrows scrunching in worry. “Sweetheart… M’not gonna hurt you.”

He took another slow step forward, but that seemed to already be too much, because the trembling intensified and you practically slumped against the wall, one arm around your stomach, and the other squeezing your throat tightly. Joel feared to know the reason why you would do that to yourself.

“Stop, plea– I can’t– I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

“No, it’s okay, my baby, it’s alright…”

He fell down to his knees next to you and reached to take you in his arms, but you started shaking your head violently, backing away and squirming out of his reach.

“No, no, please, I’m sorry! Don’t– don’t touch me!!”

A bile rose up in his throat, and he retreated his hands, holding them low in front of him to show he’s not going to do anything.

“It’s alright, babygirl,” he muttered chokingly, feeling completely helpless and lost about what to do. “You… you’re safe.”

You were crying uncontrollably now, though it seemed like you tried to stifle the never-ending sobs and tears flowing out of your eyes, in result making your entire body shake. You flinched – actually flinched – when Joel opened his mouth, and your fingers around your throat tightened their grip.

“No,” Joel said decisively, breaking your wish and grabbing your wrists, moving them away from your neck where red crescents started to form. “Baby, please, don’t.”

“Let go!!” It was hard to distinguish the words from between your cries, but the message your body language was conveying was clear as day. “No, don’t… me…” You sobbed again, quickly weakening despite your efforts. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

“Come ‘ere,” Joel whispered in a voice full of pain, carefully shifting closer and wrapping his arms around you, though being careful not to make you feel too crowded or trapped. “Shhh… it’s Joel, darlin’, m’here.”

Surprisingly, you let him hold you – maybe it was just because you didn’t have strength to resist and fight back anymore, Joel thought, but maybe you recognized him. Maybe it was both. But the tears didn’t stop. No matter how gently he stroked your back or whispered reassuring words, you couldn’t seem to stop crying.

Several times in the next couple of minutes you tried to grasp your neck or arm again, but every time he delicately, though firmly, moved them away. You still babbled half-intelligible apologies and pleas, and each time your voice broke or hitched on another fearful word, Joel’s heart was shattering into a million pieces all over again.

“I’m sorry…” you sobbed again, trembling in his arms. “I’m sorry, don’t hurt me, p-please–...”

“My darlin’...” Joel held you closer and more securely in his arms, rocking you back and forth. “Sweetheart, my sweet, sweet girl… I’m never gonna hurt you, I swear.” He planted soft, delicate kisses on your hair. Even though he wanted to hug you tightly, to show you how much he loves and cares about you, he restrained himself and tried to keep his touch as gentle as possible. “I swear, my babygirl, m’sorry, so sorry for screamin’... Didn’t mean to.”

You were still crying, albeit weaker now, in his arms, clinging to him like your life depended on it. Joel could feel your nails digging themselves into the skin of his back, but it was the furthest thing on his mind – hell, he could start bleeding and still it wouldn’t be as important as comforting you at this moment. Better him than you.

“I love you s’much, my babygirl, my life,” Joel continued murmuring into the top of your head, feeling close to crying himself when your tears seemingly couldn’t stop flowing. “M’so sorry. I won’t ever hurt you like that again, I swear…”

His words, though full of love and compassion, rolled off you like water off a duck’s back, and you still couldn’t locate yourself, couldn’t tether your being to this world and make sense of the difference between what you knew should happen, and what was actually happening.

Your whole body was hurting, yes, but it wasn’t the pain of being repeatedly hit. You could barely hear your own cries, but it wasn’t because of vicious and cruel words being thrown at you. You knew it was Joel you were clinging to, and he never hurt you in this way, but… but you also were never so angry at each other. You never fought like this – and experience taught you that crossing that invisible line will carry certain consequences.

You weren’t angry now. You were scared. And confused.

“Joel,” you whimpered between gasps, struggling to breathe through your rapid sobs. “I’m sorry. Please, don’t– don’t go.”

“M’not leavin’ ya, babygirl.” He spoke into your hair, closing his eyes. “M’not goin’ anywhere.”

You were calming down a little now, the sobs wrecking your body and breaking Joel’s heart dying down, though you were still shivering. Joel continued to hold and soothe you the best he could.

And wondered who must’ve hurt his darling so much that you��d react so badly.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered after a while, sniffling into Joel’s chest, but trying not to get snots on his shirt. Joel sighed sadly, but his hold on you just tightened.

“No, babygirl, my darlin’...” He pressed his lips to your hairline, stroking your back with his other hand. “You have nothin’ to be sorry for, I swear. It’s okay.”

“It’s not,” you whimpered pitifully, unable to stop another wave of tears from falling. “I’m sorry I reacted like that. I know… Joel, I know you won’t hurt me. Baby, please.” You took his head in your hands, searching his eyes with fear painted across your face. “I’m so sorry, wasn’t thinking and…”

“Hey. Love, it’s fine.” He placed his own hands on your cheeks, stroking lightly your damp skin with his thumbs. “Don’t say that. M’not angry at you and would never be because of that. It’s… it’s okay.” He petted your hair, trying to relax for your sake, but his chest remained tight. “It’s gonna be okay, I promise.”

You nodded weakly, though you weren’t sure if you believed him. Joel swallowed heavily and nodded after a while, too.

“Okay. I… I’ll run you a bath,” he whispered, but you held his hand tighter and shook your head with tears gathering in your eyes again.

“No, no! Just s-stay with me, please.”

Joel took your face in his hands, but you closed your eyes, feeling too vulnerable and exhausted to even try to maintain eye contact.

“I’m here, baby. C’mon, just hold onto me.”

He waited until your arms were around his neck before slowly standing up and tucking you securely in his arms. You hid your wet face in the crook of Joel’s neck, breathing in his soothing smell and trying to calm your breathing, which you still found difficult.

Neither of you said anything when he took you to the bathroom, sat down on the toilet seat and started to fill the bathtub with water and soothing oils. You just watched him, wiping your nose every once in a while.

Still remaining silent, Joel extended his hand and helped you stand up. Then, almost with fearful hesitation, he touched the hem of your shirt, sending you a questioning look. You just nodded, not having strength to undress yourself, and lifted your arms, letting him take your clothes off.

You didn’t let go of his hand even after he guided you to sit in the tub. You couldn’t bear being alone with your thoughts right now, and Joel, being as wonderful of a man as he was, stayed by your side as the warmth from the water seeped through your tired bones.

Another several minutes passed before he finally asked the question that was gnawing at him since the very beginning. You must’ve subconsciously known it was coming, cause it didn’t even surprise you.

“Who was it?” he asked quietly. His hand was still caressing your palm with the gentlest of touches, but his eyes were like ice, full of hidden rage and hatred. “Who did this to you, darlin’?”

You wrapped your arms around yourself, not sure whether to answer or not. Ever since you got to know him, Joel has been nothing but kind and understanding, never pressuring you into doing or saying something you didn’t want… but you had a feeling he wasn’t going to let the matter drop.

And honestly, you were afraid to tell him. To admit how your previous relationship looked and what exactly happened to make you act so strongly about something so small. Because… what if he’ll realize how broken you are, how much effort it’d take to put up with you, and he’ll leave? Even if he was willing to take care of you, it was really unlikely that he’d stay – even if he says that now.

You were doing good until today. You managed to hide the issues you had with yourself and all the pain you carried inside, never letting Joel know that something was wrong with you. But now he… he will…

You didn’t want him to leave. He made your life so much better and you loved him to pieces with all your heart, as weak and broken as it was.

You couldn’t lose him.

“Oh, baby…” Joel’s hands cupped your cheeks so carefully and lovingly that you almost started weeping again. “M’not goin’ anywhere. I love ya so much. You’re never gonna lose me.”

You didn’t realize you said those words out loud, but even so, somehow his affirmations didn’t make you feel any better. You wanted them to comfort you, but if anything, they just made you feel sick.

“I’m afraid you’re gonna leave someday,” you whispered hoarsely, keeping your eyes on the slowly disappearing bubbles. “I know I’m being selfish, but I don’t want you to. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, Joel. I…” Tears spilled from your eyes again and you shook your head. “I know I’m too much. And… and broken. And I know it sounds like I wanna guilt-trip you, but I’m not, I’m just–” You choked on a sob, and wrapped your arms tighter around yourself, hugging your knees to your chest. “I don’t– don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

“Sweetheart, look at me, please.” Joel’s hands were rough to the touch, but so incredibly gentle when they guided you to meet his eyes, and a big pit formed in your stomach when you saw how they shone. He was on the verge of tears, too. “Don’t say things like that. Nothin’ is wrong with you. Who…” He sighed again. “Who made you believe such things?”

You didn’t answer at first, but Joel kept staring at you, and – finally – you relented.

“My previous boyfriend. The one I didn’t want to talk about. He– Look, I know he was a horrible person.” You let out a short laugh, but without any joy – or emotions altogether – in it. “And I hate him so much, but he… he was right. About some things.”

“He’s not.” Joel didn’t back down, feeling despair growing inside his chest as he saw the girl he adored with his whole heart put herself down like that. “You’re… fuck, you’re perfect, darlin’, and you didn’t deserve to be treated or talked to this way. M’so sorry it happened to you.”

He brushed some of your hair to the back and sighed silently. He seemed so lost and sad, it made you feel even worse.

“What can I do?”

That stopped the train of your thoughts, and you looked up.

“What?”

“What can I do?” he repeated softly. “To prove t’you that I’m not goin’ anywhere.”

Your lips parted, and you were unsure what to say. Joel took your hand in his, delicately tracing patterns on the back of it.

“Babygirl, listen to me. You’re the most precious thing t’me. I don’t care what this asshole told you, but… but none of this is true. And it’s not gonna drive me away from you. Nothin’ is gonna make me leave,” he repeated more firmly, never taking his eyes off you. “Because I love you. More than anythin’ else in the world”

Joel sounded so sincere and desperate, tugging at your heartstrings with his gentle, sad eyes and loving words. The water became cool some time ago, but your insides felt like they were on fire – as if the next breath you were about to take would be your last.

“I’m sorry for everything I said.” You took a shaky breath, trying to keep your voice steady. “I don’t think you’re a bad father. I think you’re the best and most amazing dad Sarah could ever ask for. I didn’t want…” You sniffed and your shoulders started to shake again with silent cries. “I didn’t want to hurt you, I’m so sorry, I didn’t–”

The sob that you tried to stop with all your might suddenly escaped you, and Joel’s forehead scrunched in worry. He pulled you closer, leaning over the edge of the bathtub. Neither of you concerned yourself with water dripping off your skin, only feeling relieved from each other’s closeness.

“I know, babygirl. M’not mad.” Joel left a lingering kiss on your tearstained cheek, and then a second one on your forehead. “I’m sorry, too. For how I acted and for–” he sighed heavily into your shoulder, “for shouting at ya.”

“You couldn’t have known,” you mumbled, but he shook his head.

“That’s no excuse. I shouldn’t ‘ave done it in the first place.” He relaxed in your arms, and somehow it made your muscles less tense, too. “I’ll see what I can do about that job. So that I can see Sarah’s play.”

You nodded and let your eyelids drop, giving in to the feeling of calm and security that always came with being with Joel.

“Can I sleep here tonight?” you asked quietly. You still were a little afraid that he’s going to turn you down after what happened, but you really didn’t want to stay alone. “With you?”

“‘Course you can. D’ya want to go now?”

You nodded again. Not bathing seemed like a big waste of water, but you didn’t feel strong enough to actually wash your body. And Joel didn’t pressure you – he just bent over and wrapped his strong arms around you, practically pulling you out of the tub by himself.

His clothes were completely soaked when he put you down and reached for the fluffiest towel you had, wrapping it around you like a little cocoon. He got rid of his wet shirt, kissed your head gently and, without a word, scooped you up into his arms again.

“I can stand,” you offered when he started walking towards the bedroom, forcing you to wrap your hands around his neck for support.

“I want to take care of you.”

“But your back pains…”

“I’m not that old yet, sweetheart,” he answered with a half-smile, slowing down and gazing into your eyes softly. “Let me take care of you.”

You brushed his cheek with your fingertips tenderly, eyes flickering across his face. “But you’re always taking care of everyone, Joel.”

His throat bobbed and he almost immediately looked away. It was clear what he was thinking – that according to himself, he wasn’t doing a good enough job. Because you got hurt. Because he was the one who unintentionally hurt you and sent you into a panic attack.

He was silent when he put you down on the bed with care, turning around to fetch one of his shirts from the closet. During this whole time you didn’t say anything, either. Your mind was still a little closed off from when you tried to separate yourself from the painful memories that started to haunt you, and despite Joel’s efforts, it was still difficult to move past the experience.

But your head snapped up when Joel, after helping you put the shirt on, knelt in front of you, took your hand in his and leaned forward to kiss your knee gently.

“M’sorry,” Joel whispered with pain tinging his deep voice. “I’m sorry for sayin’ all those things about you and Sarah. I know you love her.” He pressed his lips to your knee again, and lifted his head, revealing how misty his own eyes were, which in turn made your heart ache even more. “My sweet girl. I swear I won’t ever hurt you again.”

“You didn’t hurt me,” you answered quietly, but Joel shook his head and took a deep breath.

“What can I do?” he repeated his question from earlier, and this time you knew exactly what you needed him for.

“Can you… can you hold me?”

Without missing a beat, Joel raised from his position and enveloped you in his embrace, making you feel safe and protected like never before. You sighed heavily, breathing in his scent and feeling like just by touching you with such love that only he was capable of, he helped you to lift some invisible load from your shoulders.

Despite the headache from all the crying and your chest still tightening with every shallow breath you took, you felt a little better now. You didn’t feel alone.

You knew you were safe with Joel.

It took some time for you to fall asleep, but even when you did, Joel could not find peace in the silky darkness of the evening.

Before you dozed off, Joel vowed again and again how much you mean to him, how you and Sarah are the best things that ever happened to him, and how he’ll never let anything happen to any of you – and he could clearly see that you believed his every word, and that you weren’t mad at him. You weren’t flinching when he rocked you back and forth, or later when he pressed small kisses to your forehead.

But you still were quiet and your face miserable, and several times Joel tucked you in closer to himself when he felt you shaking and sniffing. There wasn’t anything else he could do but hold you and whisper soothing promises into your hair. Once your eyelids started to drop, he began humming a familiar melody he knew you liked, and you nuzzled your face into his neck, curling up in his embrace.

And you whispered ‘I love you’ before you drifted off to an uneasy sleep in his arms. And before he could even answer, you thanked him for loving you.

When he heard it, he had to keep himself from breaking down with the last bit of his strength.

“You mean everythin’ to me, love. Everythin’,” he murmured after a couple of seconds, not even knowing if you were still awake. The guilt in his chest made it hard to breathe, but he pushed through it, and then he softly kissed your forehead, making a promise to himself.

He will find time to go to Sarah’s play with you. And he’ll make it right.

[11queensupreme11]

Hi Queen!

Okay so I was curious about, now that we are getting more anuby scenes, how women (wives, daughters, granddaughters, nieces, etc) were treated in Ancient Egypt. Like we already established how they were seen in Ancient Greece so I was really curious about Ancient Egypt. So I did some research (on reputable sites that actually have historical data so don’t worry✨)

Sources:

1. (https://www.ees.ac.uk/resource/women-in-ancient-egypt.html)

2. (https://www.worldhistory.org/article/623/women-in-ancient-egypt/)

And I found out that they actually had so many more rights than like anywhere else in the world at the time and even some parts of the world today.

Like basically the run down Google and these articles gave me since I don’t have the space to go deep into it like I did before (don’t judge I’m like super bored rn and am just re-reading previous Arsenic Blues chapters now😂😂) is that based on their social status and occupation most women in ancient Egypt were treated with the utmost respect.

Because Egyptians believed in ma’at, which means harmony, peace, and stability in all areas of life. It also meant equality in all aspects of life. So basically women had equal legal rights as men (so they could own property and laws that applied to men also applied to women). Also a woman’s social standing didn’t depend on her gender but rather the class she was born into and usually women of higher social standing married within their own class rather than below or above it.

Furthermore, women could have multiple jobs in Ancient Egypt and weren’t just regulated to housekeeping, mothering, or strictly domestic pursuits. They could be scribes, physicians, teachers, etc.

The only thing I did notice in similarity with Ancient Greece and other societies that seemed to be the same was that they were still considered the property of their husbands and fathers and were also judged on their ability to produce sons.

Like the more sons a woman had the more respected she was in society, while a woman with only daughters or more daughters than sons was seen as being lesser and not as respected. And if they were barren, then that was the group of women that were respected the least.

And so that got me to thinking (this is just a theory idk if u actually made this the reason or not) that maybe that’s why Anubis and Anput are no longer together?

Like I know Anubis loves his daughter and how could he not she is such a sweetheart💕🥺 but like if Anput could only give him a daughter she might have lost his (or if not his then the rest of the pantheon’s) respect.

Just a theory of course ik we’ll find out their deal later on in the story

Another thing tho, that I’m really curious about is how this might relate to his relationship w Percy. Like obviously their married now so she is, in his mind and that of the rest of the Egyptian pantheon once they find out, his property but I also feel like he respects her more than say Hades, just like, as an individual.

Not enough to tell her the truth of what’s going on or even get her permission to marry her but enough that he sees her as an individual capable of thinking for herself as is shown when he doesn’t patronize her like Hades, Apollo, and Poseidon do.

Although if barren women are looked down upon in Ancient Egypt and the amount of sons u have equals how much respect u earn, I am curious how Anubis will feel and/or take it when they start having sex but Percy doesn’t fall pregnant (cause she’s going to Aphrodite😏 each time to prevent that) or I wonder if he’ll just attribute it to her being half human and be like “wait till she ascends” for babies 😭.

Anyway sorry this was so long! Really thought it would be shorter.

YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE WAS AMAZING ABOUT ANCIENT EGYPT?????

virginity didn't matter!!! there wasn't even a word for it by then! everyone in egypt was fucking each other so the concept of virginity or purity didn't matter at all

a bride didn't need to be a virgin for her wedding, they didn't care!!!

there was still of course, a lot of sexism but it was LEAGUES better than what ancient greek women were dealing with 💀

[acacia-may]

My favourite Fairy Tail chara is Cana and I love Gildarts too. If you're familiar with them, you might understand what I love about them especially, so wouldn't you mind doing a little playlist for them? Thank you.

Awww, Anon! This request is so incredibly wholesome!! 🥺💖 Thank you so much! I'd absolutely love to make a mini-playlist about Cana and Gildarts for you! 🥰

(Warnings: Fairy Tail Spoilers Ahead)

Cana is a particular favorite of mine as well! She was a delight every time she appeared, but as much as I loved her, I hadn't been expecting her to have such a compelling character arc (it's honestly one of the best in the series in my opinion). The bond between her and Gildarts was so unexpected, but it is so sweet and so wholesome and really added a lot of extra dimensions to their characters especially Gildarts, I think, since he was kind of this untethered, somewhat-wild loner before he took on that parental role with Cana. I really loved them and their father-daughter relationship in the series, and I hope this mini-playlist is a reflection of that. I also hope that you will enjoy it. 😊

Spotify and YouTube links have been included below. Thank you so much for such a sweet ask! 💕

There Goes My Life by Kenny Chesney (YouTube Link) [A/N: This is the song that immediately came to mind when I saw your ask. It really reminds me of Gildarts in this context and how being a father helped him grow as a person and how Cana means the world to him]

Your Mother's Eyes -- The Head And The Heart (YouTube Link)

In Case You Don't Live Forever by Ben Platt (YouTube Link) [A/N: I tried to include at least one Cana POV song on the playlist for you, and I really think this song speaks to her struggle to tell Gildarts what he means to her and her wanting to build that familial relationship for him. Some of the later verses and lines like "I'm a man cause you taught me to be one" work from Gildarts perspective as well, and they remind me some of those scenes in their battle against August in the final arc too]

I Lived by OneRepublic (YouTube Link)

Daughter by Sleeping At Last (YouTube Link)

🎵Bonus: "Dinosaurs in Love" by Fenn Rosenthal (feat. Tom Rosenthal) (YouTube Link). [A/N: This is a bit of a random addition, but I've included this song as a bonus because of the story behind it. Tom Rosenthal is one of my favourite modern singer-songwriters, and this song was written by his 3-year-old daughter, Fenn, (with a little bit of help from him). According to this article by Classical FM, "Fenn Rosenthal’s song, ‘Dinosaurs in Love’ was posted on Twitter by her dad, Tom Rosenthal (a songwriter in his own right, but not as well-known as his daughter) after Fenn had entered his studio at home and demanded songwriting time." The story of the little girl wanting to be like her father (and spiritedly "demand[ing]" the opportunity to follow in his footsteps), and, then, her dad encouraging and helping her achieve her dreams (by helping her compose part of the tune of the song), really reminded me of Cana and Gildarts so I threw this one in there as an added bonus. 😊 I can just imagine that in an AU where Gildarts was a singer-songwriter instead of a wizard, Cana would absolutely be spirited enough to barge into his studio and demand songwriting time with him. This is also, perhaps, a bit of wish-fulfillment for me because I wish Little Cana had had the opportunity to be supported by Gildarts like this when she was growing up 💕].

Thanks for playing my Mini-Playlist Ask Game! 😊

[celestemona]

I’ve just been introduced to your amazing fanfics and the whole concept of Scaramouche being a dad is so cute but yet hard to believe as well. I have a little scenario that I know you’ll love!! And this is coming from someone who’s been the eldest of my siblings

Kimi is around 7 month and unfortunately she isn’t well, she’s teething and that leads to sleepless nights, mother and Scaramouche are obviously so tired but mother has been tending to her for days as Scaramouche was away on a business trip with the fatui so now it’s his turn to tend to his daughter, she woke up just as he got down for bed.

He walks towards her crib and picks her up and adjusts her in his arms but she’s really fussy in his hold and it really agitates him, not wanting to wake the reader up, he takes her into the living room where she won’t hear them both. Walking around the living room, trying to calm the sobbing baby, he looks into her mouth that was open due to her crying and noticed two little teeth peeking of her gums. Trying to sooth her cries

“This is why you’re screaming all the time?” He sighs,

He gently strokes her soft head that was full of her purple hair (I saw that picture that someone drew of his daughter which was so cute) and sat down at the sofa, laying down, carefully placing her on his chest. Unfortunately she was still crying and Scaramouche was trying so hard to not to get angry, he’s had to deal with screaming, crying from work (new recruits training) and usually it doesn’t bother him but he doesn’t like it when it’s his daughter crying, he never gets sad either but he frowned at Kimi.

It took her an hour to finally settle down and he when he saw her peacefully sound asleep, a little smile crept onto his face.

“You really are a handful sometimes but I’m glad you came into the world unexpectedly,” He said, kissing his daughter on her forehead, him eventually falling asleep after her. Holding onto his baby daughter.

OH NO NO NO NOOOOO IM CRYING IM SCREAMING IM SOBBING THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL AND CUTEST THING I EVER READ ANONY 😭🥺😩🙁✨💘💓💖💕 HOW CAN THEY BE MORE SOFT THAN THIS??!!? i’m (for real) truly in love with this short scenario omg!!!!!! 😞😩 just the fact that you captured the whirlwind of emotions and their father-daughter relationship so well made me all emotional because that's exactly how i see him relating to kimi 💝 it makes me wanna write something 👀👉🏽👈����

and yea i know what you wanna mean when you said it’s kinda hard to see scaramouche as a father when we do know where he came from, how’s his personality and his story. but everyone knows that a im damn sucker for parenthood!au and just imagine this angry man as dad makes me weak. one thing that no one has considered until now is that he had to learn to love. he learnt to love kimi slowly, at his own time. same with mama reader, you know? yea of course he’s bad, he’s salty, he’s bitter and can’t stand many things but when he learnt to love and appreciate his family they become his entire world!

thank you so so soooo much for this beautiful scenario 💝💘💖

[floralseokjin]

⤑ 9 months to fall in love 16 replies.

@cherryblosom73 replied: I just started binge reading this the other day you write the best jin stories and my heart is breaking for these two

oh thank you 🥺 my heart broke a little too in this chapter, but I have every faith things will be ok!!!

@nanied93 replied: Whoaaaa was not expecting that reaction. What an asshole. And now he’s just gonna be physically gone for a whole week? No chance to talk this out? They’ll make it through this ✊🏾

They will! we have to have faith!!!! 

@hobiiiiiworld replied: No. No. What? No. I can’t go to bed like this, my feeble heart is too unstable… 😭

😭😭 I’m sorry!

@talkyoongitome replied: I love these series so much

thank you so much :’) 

@ohsokisshimagain replied: If Jin trays to distance from her to protect her just as Edward did to bella in new moon, imma k*ll someone. Hope he doesn't date to give the cold shoulder to a PREGNANT woman

THE NEW MOON REFERENCE, I’M LAUGHING SO HARD! Don’t worry, he won’t be giving her the cold shoulder AT ALL, especially after being compared to Edward lmaoo

@vicki1031 replied: I swear he better not do something stupid like distancing himself 🥴🙄🙄 but gosh, i swear these two can never catch a break 😭 why cant they just be all lovey dovey with each other and glob

At least this time it’s an outside issue and not one to do with them personally. But I agree, they were so happy and lovey dovey lately, it’s not FAIR 😭

@allorareverz replied: i'm at hospital and lord..this hurt more than my organs do

omg, I hope you’re okay?! Sending lots of love 💕

@xtatyh replied: Jin loves his girls so much, why can’t her father see that! I mean, he could be in shock but that was too much, so rude! I just hope that they work it out, I want them to enjoy the pregnancy and have peace 🥺

He was so, so rude! Totally uncalled! Oc and Jin deserve a plain sailing pregnancy from here on in! Let’s hope that happens 🤧

@jjkdnlemoni replied: the angst is 😭😭😭😭😭 it hurts how to see seokjin like that all of the sudden i know he's overwhelmed but the fact that they both need each other's presence right that time and he drifts away like that is 😭😭😭 i dont want to judge but i feel betrayed 😭

I understand how you feel. I think he has issues dealing with intense waves of emotions, which is totally valid, but he needs to remember this is not only about him now 🥺 he has a pregnant girlfriend he needs to be there for! I’m sure Hoseok will give him a lecture!!

@ihavetitanium replied: 🥺🥺🥺 this whole chapter hurt just like i knew it would 😭 like i get where her father is coming from it’s just so frustrating and sad to see!

His worries are valid but the man went about expressing them in ALL the wrong ways 😬 

@bri-mal replied: Wow wow wow. I mean dad is justified to be concerned but that doesn't validate treating them/her/him that way. So condescending ton question a grown woman and assume she's blinded by money and glitz. Does he know his daughter at all? I would be so angry if my dad, no matter how distant, just assumed I was easily wooed by a rich guy and didn't think for myself. More so I am sad for the effect this has on OC and Seokjin's relationship; their poor happy bubble was popped😔

He did come across very condescending, you’re right! Everything he said just came out so wrong 🥴 I think he just rolled with it, making all these assumptions because he was blindsided by the news, and it didn’t add up with what he knew about his daughter. In turn, it made it seem to Oc that he didn’t know or understand her at all. Oc and Seokjin’s happy bubble definitely got popped 😭

@hauntedskies replied: Please tell me the dad doesn't have cancer because seokjin acted like he has😭

Ah, no! He’s perfectly healthily! Seokjin just meant that Oc should ask her dad what they spoke about because her and him need a heart to heart. 

@rvluviewendy replied: 🤚🤚 I doubt it but will get a chance run in with Taehyung? I know it probably isn't where the story is going since it seems that MC gets a lot of "distance" from her family. But since he is the reason she struggled early on with trusting Jin in the beginning, will he pop up at all even if it's a minor run in?

Taehyung will appear in season 3 briefly! He was supposed to in season 2 but I changed things up a bit. It won’t be very important to the story, I just wanted to write him into it. He has played an important role in her life, despite not being in it for nearly 6/7 years, so I want to bring her some final closure! 

@liz3056​ reblogged and said: God ocs dad was horrible I expected more of this reaction with Jins  family I'm glad atleas yeonja supports them. I feel like because of her dad their relationship took two steps back why did he do that to them I can't stand to see them upset . I hope they can fix everything soon.😭😭😭 Anyway amazing chapter I loved it as per usual you did an amazing job !😍 Now i have to wait 2 weeks but it's gonna be so worth it you give me something to look forward to every other sunday thank you!😊

I think because of her father’s reaction, it would be very easy for Oc and Jin’s relationship to take two steps back (possibly more lol) BUT they have come a long way from season 1. It’s really up to them how they want to deal with the issue that has arisen. I have every faith in them! Thank you so much for reading! I’m really happy you enjoy this story, it means a lot to me! 💖

@jjungcookie​ reblogged and said: Whyyyyy the timing to this was awful... I am hurt but I have faith they are going to get over this because you have kind of promised hahah. The mc and her father really need to talk, by the way. I feel like he will come around eventually but until then Seokjin's just going to be feeling a bit awkward, I guess. And I really really hope that the mc doesn't close herself off while Seokjin is gone and that he doesn't close himself off either... And I will be very eagerly waiting for the next chapter 😊

LOL I did promise! I did say every season ends on a happy note after all! I think Oc and Seokjin have grown a lot, so there will be no closing off from one another! (Even if it seemed that way in ch16 - emotions were just running very high!) It was just terrible timing that Seokjin had to go away for a week. I hope you enjoy the last chapter of season 2 today 💞

[fic-dumpster]

Okay so I have this idea, from reading some of your fan theories in the HCS section for DIH, so from what I've understood, Bonten's goal/plan is to have y/n's world revolve around them, so toxic independency. They want y/n to be someone they could find comfort in—so it's like holding onto a forbidden fruit (but more like devils trying to reach out to the light) and slowly consuming it while savoring the taste (corruption)—but also someone who they could find pleasure in (i mean it's obvious).

And as you said, we will be noticing in later chapters how much and when bonten takes from y/n, and that mochi has a platonic relationship with y/n (like father-daughter dynamic) and is also the last part for a reason (with a sad emoji to boot 🤨). And therefore I conclude that 😌, mochi would help y/n in escaping/getting away from bonten's clutches, and probably help her heal in whatever way he could while trying to block bonten from reaching her or he would die trying 🤨.

What an atrocious idea right? You'd never actually do that, right?

The first part has been on my mind recently, and the second one just popped up while reading some of the fan theories you have listed. I'm actually just trying to get this off my mind lol and I don't think it even made any sense hahahahaha 😀😃

I am about to commit a murder.

HSBDISJSKDIKSOWO ANON 🥺🫂💕😩🤲🏻 yes... Some parts are accurate or close enough to something... But I won't say which parts. *insert evil laugh*

also, 😭💕😭🫂 I feel so usbeocjskcisjkf. You spent your precious brain power on my fic and I am here crying. You make me feel so loved stab. I AM SOFT AGAIN WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS. 😭😭💕💕