#these two are aro in my head :) makes me happy (projecting)

[elegyofthemoon]

i'll see a character that appreciates the beauties in life and then blast them w my aro hc

[bbbexe]

MINORS DNI

I can't draw digital to save my life, so I made my monster!Poppet oc Kalix, traditional. (I have been diagnosed with Vinnel brainrot, there sadly is no cure. Also I didn’t make this species, its heavily based off of a creature from game I used to play called a Kivarok)  Their main fur color is black, with the shaded in parts being a really really dark purple. Their horns and claws are orange with a yellow gradient at the top/end. Similarly, their diamond patterns are orange, and get more yellow that further they are away from their torso. They have 7 white eyes on each side (on the front view i forgot to add one pair you did not see that, nothing is wrong :'))) ) that they can close individually. Will usually close all but their two main ones to not look 'weird' or have people feel like they're staring at them. Kalix's eyes also don't usually have pupils, but they consciously make pupils so that, along with their exaggerated body language/movement, speech, and gesticulation, their emotions can be read more easily while masking in public. Pupils are orange. The first three diamond patterns on Sir are eyes, one being a light yellow color, and the others becoming white. Their eyes / horns / patterns / claws have a slight glow. Has four arms in total. (maybe one day i'll have the urge to try and draw on ibis paint) Kalix's blood is orange :). They also have a mouth on their main head, but really really don't want to scare people they want to be friends with, and keeps it closed and hidden for the most part. They are 6'0 because I wish I was tall :').

I've been completely obsessed with @eldritch-spouse's universe for the past few days and just had to make this. I love love love her writing and really suggest you check out her blog if you like yanderes and monsters >:D Under the cut is some of my oc's info if anyone is interested :D (it's a lot of rambling lol)

Tw mentions of cannibalism and other illegal stuff.

“Nothing can last forever. There isn't any memory, no matter how intense, that doesn't fade out at last.” ― Juan Rulfo This is Kalix! (Named them this purely because the word makes my brain happy) They are a young adult monster, who suffers from loneliness brain damage! With symptoms that are very similar to ADHD. They forget what day of the week it is often, forget words mid conversation, and have a shit short term memory. Often forgets to eat and has a habit of not eating until their tail-head starts to nip/chew (omnomnom) at them. Will constantly loose things, even if they are currently holding said thing in their paw. Brings noise cancelling earbuds around and wears gloves because they are touch averse. Usually has one part of their body moving, leg bopping, playing with their fingers, etc. (heavily projecting here lol, they just like me fr) Are a residual hermaphrodite who flip flops between sex depending on temperature/season (has a slit covered by their fluff) and goes by all pronouns. Demi ace/aro (hahaha slowburn + oblivious to their own feelings, have fun with that Vinnel). Has a hard time understanding sarcasm and understanding their own feelings.

Kalix's tail has been named "Sir" as they thought the word was cool. They usually eat / drink using their head-tail. Sir is Kalix's subconscious/lizard brain, though they don't seem to realize that themself, thinking the tail-head as more of a sibling/pet. (and example for the subconcious/lizard brain thing being, Kalix stubbing their toe, wincing and making a joke, Sir whimpering and getting teary like the crybaby they secretly are) They can consciously control Sir for about 30 minutes before a headache starts cracking open their skull (usually their species would be able to do this all the time, but shhh don't tell the poor child, they'll cry). While talking through Sir, Kalix can mimic many many sounds / voices. It would honestly be easier to list what they can't mimic than what they can. They do have a tell though, as when they speak through Sir, they have a slight whisper echo. Also sadly because of brain injury, they can't cut off Sir's senses from their own. Wagging their tail super fast like a dog when excited / to stim will leave make them super dizzy. Sir also has a taste for human/monster flesh :))) Has some other abilities, like being able to store stuff in their shadow (they do this more often and don't get nauseous from it unless they try to fit a bigger object inside. Kalix usually makes it look like they're pulling stuff out from their chest fluff becuse i thought that would be silly), make shadow apparitions for a limited amount of time, wrap themselves in shadows to hide or stalk their 'prey', and if they really push themself, they can teleport through shadows (within a certain range etc.) at most two times a week. They feel nauseous and get headaches after this, and using their power too often/long or trying to store large objects will make them violently ill. (won't stop the dumbass from overusing their abilities to pull pranks on The Clergymen though) Has little physical strength (for a monster at least), although they can jump pretty high when spooked (hehe get it? halloween pun :> also foreshadowing~) Speaking of Halloween, it's one of Kalix's main hyperfixations. Their hyperfixations include: Halloween, (and by extension) candy making, horror book reading, driving (although ironically if Kalix is a passenger they get extremely car sick), juggling (picks this up after they see Vinnel do it and realize 1. its a fun way to stim and 2. they have four arms. they are terrible at first), baking (which is kinda funny cuz they cannot cook for shit), insect related stuff, (piss poor) sewing, and drawing (they usually like to draw stuff with the combination of gore and plants).

Always has candy corn on them (or it seems that way, it’s just in their shadow. Kalix likes how it looks like they can just summon candy corn out of nowhere).

Also do not let them drive. They will turn it into a car chase. Somehow. (They just like slamming into the cars chasing them and showing off their drifts and sharp turns) They work as a party planner / decorator and will practically beg on their knees to Admin to help decorate for the holidays, especially Halloween. (Admin will have to wrangle them during other holidays to make sure Kalix doesn’t start making them Halloween themed as well...

”Decorate your own apartment Easterween themed, Kalix...” cue Admin’s signature tired eye roll as Kalix gives the smaller human puppy dog eyes) After they learn The Clergy has rent able rooms, they'll definitely start living there. Kalix's room will be completely Halloween themed all year long. They'll also ask Admin if they can help out around the Clergy / help them (Kalix feels bad for Admin and all their responsibilities, but also thinks they're amazing for being so focused and hard working)

Kalix is a complete virgin, having not even touched themself because again, they see Sir as a ‘pet’ or sibling sort of, only that Sir is attached to them. Kalix always chalks up Sir’s similar reactions to them as both them and Sir having grown up together.(if this sentence makes sense? basically they chalk up Sir having similar reactions to how they feel inside to just them growing up being attached to each other) Also them denying full heartedly that they are a crybaby and that they like the taste of human/monster flesh. To be honest, after a few months of being around Kalix, The Clergymen will probably pick up on Sir being more connected to Kalix than the oblivious lizard (idk why but my nickname for them is lizard despite them looking like some lizard/cat/owl/spider mix. it just fits. also all the picures of cute dumb little geckos connect with Kalix in my mind) realizes. Although Kalix sure as hell won’t realize themself, and won’t have any kind of sexual interaction with anyone while under the impression that Sir is a pet. Someone’s gonna have the explain the them eventually or Vinnel might somehow go even more insane.  (is a sadist masochist switch with a gore kink, though it'll take alot for them to admit it (or it would have if not for Kalix's first meeting with Grimbly and realizing they did not want to be a daddy/mommy/partner to the little dude, just a friend) Oh, and before i forget. Kalix unironically eats the most burned, charred, barely edible, can-barely-be-considered-food stuff. Completely unscathed. And they like it. They will eat coal (burning or not) in front of people occasionally to see their confused/grossed out/horrified reactions / to assert dominance. They're Vinnel's poppet for a reason :))))

They lived most of their life alone and when they were gracefully given a year long vacation by their warden, Kalix decided to try and make friends by integrating themself into human society. (Most others where they live avoid them/are afraid of them or occasionally someone will pity them but Kalix really dislikes that and would rather be ignored.) They stumbled upon The Clergy's Eye while stuck in a daydream / thought loop of how they were going to make friends. Going over the persona they had crafted (aka how they were going to mask the anxious, lonely, self conscious, and quiet crybaby they really are) and generally practicing conversations in their head. They were trying to go to the town's most popular bar, but ended up walking into The Clergy's Main floor / bar area (if im not mistaken). Kalix is just about able to handle being around Santi’s / and others pheromones due to years of exposure therapy (not a demon of my sort, will make sense in next post i prommy). (Ima make another post about how they met the TCE staff for the first time because this is hella long, thank you so much for reading if you made it this far. I hope you enjoyed my super self indulgent skrunkly child. I also left some stuff out that I really want to show via my writing later on :D)

[jaredthebc]

ur turn for hilbert 🎤🎤🎤

MY SON YESSSS I have so much autism for this guy who has like 20 lines in a gatcha I basically only play once in a century and the rest I basically projected onto IFUHRUIFHRF

Sexuality Headcanon: Bi Bi Bi, Bi Bi (+ Ace)

Gender Headcanon: THIS BLORBO IS SO TRANS all Pokemon protags radiate transgender but the ones in BW especially. If I had 100% control of my wardrobe currently I would unironically dress like Hilbert. I also know he's trans cause he told me himself

A ship I have with said character: Kuroshipping :] Its very casual for me in that I can see either perspective of people who see Hilbert as Aro, and I don't really see either Hilbert or Cheren being wholesome head over heels for each other but they really do radiate that energy of "If our company allowed gayness to be explicitly shown we would be an endgame couple" They just have an energy where they would be chaotic but in such a fun and loving way (though they probably would mellow out once they reach their twenties) the kind where you probably would just think they were close friends from a glance gthhgtuighg

A BROTP I have with said character: I WILL FOREVER STAND WITH HILBERT AND N BEING THE BROTHERS EVER AND HOW THEY BREAK THE CHAIN OF BROTHERS FIGHTING OVER DRAGONS

Just ahguhtuhgtgtihu I have so much to say about these two I cannot fit it in one ask fiuhtguihtg. Brothers who didn't know they existed until found, thinking both are heroes with roles sprung upon them from early ages in different points of their lives, instead of breaking over time they slowly melt together like glue, both feeling the need to reconnect after their own individual self journeys are complete, finally breaking a chain of pain and suffering even if it hurt to get there...aaaaaaa I care for them so muchhhhhhhhh

PLUSPLUS HE AND HILDA ARE TWINS YOU CANNOT CHANGE MY MIND IUHTIGUHTG just the general idea of an extra sibling not burdened with the pain of being a hero at one point in time like her brothers thus being a way to keep both grounded, while STILL not being a perfect person herself able to rely on her siblings its aughhghghghgh I love themmmm

A NOTP I have with said character: I'm sorry but if you ship Hilbert and N (+Hilda and N for that matter) I will hate your guts and I hate how a lot of the tags are filled with that shit ;-; I just want sibling content (I'm neutral on Hilbert X Hilda since they aren't canonically siblings despite how I plead and beg, I just ignore and move on with my day lol)

A random headcanon: YOU GET TWO FOR THE PRICE OF ONE BABY

First one kind of ties to the brothers at peace thing, is whatever dragon Hilbert ended up getting depending on the region, after he and N reconnected, N just kind of ended up getting both dragons over time from Hilbert. Its not like official or anything, but Hilbert noticed how often N borrows his dragon and is fine with never getting it back. He is just happy N can be at peace with both of the dragons :)

AND THE OTHER IDK HOW MUCH I CAN FIT basically, I think Hilbert never became champion. He didn't really have a major goal of becoming one like the other protags before him, but that doesn't mean he hated the idea or anything, he just wasn't sure if that was what he wanted to do, and used his journey as a way to internally see what he should do. After the whole "Unintentionally becoming a chosen hero to fight his spiritual sibling" thing, a lot about N really stuck to him, wanting to find him for several reasons (like wanting to make sure he is okay, potentially bringing him home, saying the stuff he said in Masters etc etc). He didn't really act upon this until he was initially fighting Alder. He was literally on Alder's last Pokemon before he called the match off on his own terms.

After this he went on his way across the regions looking for N, which took a major toll on him the two years he was gone, mainly mentally. He had a hard time really justifying himself to relax, and almost ghosting everyone he ever knew also hurt a lot (The most he did to contact was write letters once in a blue moon to his mom, letting her know he was okay, but since he was on the move so much she didn't even really get the chance to write back)

I want to write a fic about this someday but basically I imagine Cheren was the one to find Hilbert outside of Unova and convince him to come home, and the reunion for everyone included so many tears and hugs. After some time home, Hilbert would go to Pasio (With the Unova gang of course) and reunite with the one he longed so much to meet again

General Opinion over said character: I am very normal about him. I know a lot of the stuff is kind of made up from my mind but in my defense I kind of have to at points this poor boy gets no lines in his own game lol

I care for him so much and I hope for the day Pokemon realizes the potential of some kind of anime based on him (never will happen but I'm used to things I want not happening lol)

[jankwritten]

i just saw somebody do this and it made me want to do it as well. For me, these headcanons are largely subject to the AU that I'm writing or the version of canon that I'm working with (PJO versus HoO versus ToA etc. etc.) so some of these may contradict!!!! and that's okay baby we love them anyway. the idea is from @/s3okj (I'm not entirely sure if they're okay with being tagged). Also this got really long so I'm putting the actual HC under the cut SORRY

(some of) my lgbt pjo/hoo headcanons

Percy: bisexual almost always, though he also fluctuates between being aromantic/asexual or some blend therein. I also tend to hc that he forms really close, non-romantic bonds with people that are often misconstrued as romantic (Grover, Piper, Nico, etc. etc.) but that he is polyam which makes it fun when he's trying to explain who is his boyfriend/girlfriend versus his nonromantic partner.

He uses he/him pronouns more often than not, but sometimes he winds up with he/they pronouns (or even he/they/she pronouns) in AUs where he leaves camp for some time to himself and meets some mortals. I think that if asked, he would describe himself as genderqueer/genderfluid. I do usually headcanon him as AMAB.

Annabeth: I almost always hc her as biromantic asexual. That is in part because I hc the Athena cabin in general to have a predilection for asexuality ngl. I HC that she doesn't necessarily identify as polyam, but that she is okay with being in a polya relationship, she just only tends to keep maybe one or two romantic partners herself in that case.

This one is actually very new in that I've not used it in any writing yet, but now I hc that she is a trans girl and uses she/her pronouns.

Grover: TBH I don't write him as much as I should, considering. I would say he's...biromantic but heterosexual? I think? That's kind of where I'm leaning, I think that he labels himself that way but that he's only really ever had a crush on one boy, and then he met Juniper and it was game over for him.

Again, I've never really written him, so I haven't had time to develop any "non-canon" HC for his gender. In my head he's a cis male who uses he/him pronouns.

Thalia: I love hc Thalia as aroace but with a tendency to form QPRs with people because of her feelings of being abandoned by her mom. I think that she cares really really deeply for people, but that she's never really experienced what people always describe as "love".

Thalia in my mind is very "just call me whatever you want to call me", but she DOES like when people pull out the non-she pronouns. I hc her as a cis female.

Nico: My boy! Nico to me is homosexual but biromantic. sometimes he's biromantic asexual (can you see a trend with these so far hm it's almost like I ~project~) but more often than not he's allo. I think he just loves so much sometimes that he doesn't really know what to do with himself (he's polyam in my HC as well which I think he'd be scared of), not to mention the fact that he wasn't really raised in a way that let him explore identities etc. I think that he doesn't realize he's biromantic because he didn't realise that the way he experiences romantic attraction could be different from the way he experiences sexuality (I also HC that either Will or Percy is the one who taught him the language to differentiate). OH AND HE'S ALMOST ALWAYS DEMISEXUAL!!! I nearly forgot about that one.

He is the one who flip flops most consistently between being trans and cis, it really genuinely just comes down to the story I'm telling at the time. He goes by he/him no matter what, he finds they/them pronouns uncomfortable (for himself) but is more than happy to help his friends experiment with pronouns.

Will: now THIS BOY. is truly the most unpredictable he could be really just any thing in any given story (except straight, normally he's not straight). I think that he really enjoys the blanket term "queer" and feels very comfortable with that as his label. He's almost never aro/ace, but he'd be comfortable in a relationship with an ace person. I do hc him as polyam sometimes.

He is almost always a trans man in my writing, even if it's not explicitly or implicitly stated. He uses he/they pronouns, though the "they" days are pretty rare and he will tell people if that's his preferred pronoun that day. He also has an ATROCIOUS sense of fashion (that's not a gender/sexuality hc I just think it's funny to dunk on him).

Piper: Another very recent addition to my average HC, but I do see her as biromantic. I think that she'd identify as asexual, but that she's like "Eh" about it, like she's fine either way, she just uses the label kind of as a way to say "I probably won't ever initiate this kind of thing". I also HC that she doesn't realize that she's ace until after her relationship with Jason. I do also think she has a preference for women, but is okay dating men too.

I get very she/they lesbian vibes from Piper. She identifies as nonbinary and LOVES playing with fashion as a means to express herself. I think that she and Percy are fucking killer at coming up with GNC outfits for one another.

Jason: oh, another one of my BOYS okay. So Jason is another one of those ones that kind of fluctuates a lot depending on the story I'm telling. I think I'd say that like Nico, he's homosexual but biromantic, but with WAY more of a penchant towards aro/ace vibes. He's almost always demisexual, and I think he struggles a lot with his attraction to women - I think that he'd feel like a horrible person for a while after he figures out that he's romantically but not sexually attracted to women, because he gets it in his head that that means he's misogynistic/inherently abusive somehow. I tend to HC that he's always known that he was attracted to men but he's always ASSUMED that he was attracted to women as well, and that's where his views of himself get challenged the most, in his relationship with Piper. I also hc him as polyam, but very selectively so - he would only be okay with dating a select few people. He wouldn't mind if his partner had other partners, though.

For a long time Jason was just a cis he/him male in my head, but recently I've been persuaded to the HC that he's trans. I think that it's another thing he's just always known about himself though, like ever since he was a little kid he's always known that he's a boy. Most of the time when I write him he's still cis, but in more of my recent stuff (and hockey AU) he's trans.

Frank: Again, I don't really write Frank as much as I should, considering. I think that he's never really put much thought to his identity, but that he wouldn't necessarily call himself straight either. He's not necessarily asexual, but he's not entirely not, either, and it's kind of the same for his romantic attraction - he's not necessarily into people, but at the same time, he does on occasion "catch feelings" for people (like Leo or Hazel). I think that he's very comfortable existing in his definitively grey-area. I think when someone asks what he is, he says, "I dunno," shrugs, and moves on.

I get cis male he/him vibes, but again, I haven't written much of his character, so that could change. I do think the idea of him identifying as agender could be interesting, like maybe sometimes when he shifts animal forms he's not a male animal and he feels the same way when he's in his human form. That could be interesting.

Leo: here's a fucking doozy. Leo is the most homophobic bisexual guy you will ever meet /hj he's like. So unaware of his attraction to men that he circles around to being weird and an asshole about it, like he's trying so hard to not see that part of himself that he shits on attraction to males in general, all while drooling over his best friend's biceps on the reg. So I DO think that he's bisexual (sometimes he's even just flat out gay) but it would take a pretty drastic thing to happen for him to realize it.

This dude made attack helicopter jokes until Jason or Nico dropped it on him that he's trans one day fr fr. Leo is such that eighth grade bully kind of vibe in my head when it comes to sexuality and gender, he's the kid who's soooo repressed and in the closet that he lashes out at any hint of the LGBT just so people will never attempt to associate it with him. I do think that once he gets his head out of his ass about it, he would identify with he/him pronouns (and privately use it/its pronouns with Festus, though I feel like that's more of him being a downer on himself and removing his own humanness on the days when he's feeling particularly Disconnected from people, ala the Tism. This is not to say that I view it/its pronouns as dehumanizing, I just think that that's how Leo would use them against himself, does that make sense?). So yeah, Leo's an asshole cis male he/him "I don't use pronouns" typa guy /j.

Hazel: I think that she's pretty solidly straight and allo in my mind, but she's also the kind of person who is VERY close to her female friends, to the point that it's sometimes misconstrued as attraction. I think that she's just a very physically affectionate, friendly kind of person and that that reads, in some situations, like she's coming on to people. I do think that's she's very well read on LGBT stuff, and that she kind of was even before Nico came out to her, like I feel as if during her time at Camp Jupiter no matter how limited it was, she discovered some myths with LGBT topics and it FASCINATED her.

She would experiment with pronouns all the time, but I think that she's, at the end of the day, a cis she/her female. I do like to think she's comfortable with any pronouns though, and will sometimes introduce herself with he/him pronouns around kids he suspects might be trans.

Reyna: Reyna is yet ANOTHER character I don't do enough with. I think that she's very firmly aro/ace but that she's constantly at war with herself over the aro part of it, because she experience very very deep platonic bonds with people, like Jason. She's convinced that that is romantic love, even though if anyone asked if she wanted to marry Jason/kiss Jason etc. etc. she'd immediately say no. I think she would eventually settle on idenifying as an asexual lesbian and then just never date anybody ever.

For some reason, I do see Reyna as trans. I think that maybe she didn't realize until on Circe's island or something (i can't remember enough of her canonical past rn to really piece together a proper headcanon) but that she is a trans female who uses she/they pronouns.

Rachel: I guess I kind of have no HC for Rachels sexuality? I'd say ace, because of the whole oracle thing, but I also believe that that was just a copout for Riordan to not have to pursue a love triangle with her anymore so fuck that at the same time. I just think that Rachel is Rachel and she's doing whatever the hell she wants to in that funky cave of hers.

I can see her being genderfluid for some reason, maybe the whole artsy side we see during the canonical books. I just like genderfluid characters alright, sue me.

[lokittystuckinatree]

Assorted Sylki headcanons:

General

Loki is genderfluid, and goes by multiple prounouns, but I’m not sure about Sylvie. Perhaps she is fluid as well, or maybe she’s cis, agender or a trans woman. My current head-canon is that she is AMAB and uses she/they prounouns.

They are both bi/pan (duh), though I headcanon Loki as gray-aro and possibly poly. Once again not sure about Sylvie.

They have a lot of the same hobbies. Both being huge fans of literature, history, science and the arts.

This leads to lots and lots of deep and nerdy conversations.

Ultimate power couple. Could probably take down Thanos by themselves if they teamed up. They laugh together, they fight together, they teach eachother magic and learn some together as well.

I feel like they would develop some healthy competition here. They love eachother enough to be more proud than jealous if one learns something faster or is more natural at a specific skill.

They totally fight for Mobius’s attention. Mobius is just very happy to have two Loki variants in his life to study. (And be besties with of course)

I’m not saying they adopt kid Loki, but I’m not not saying it either...

They have thier ups and downs but always come back to eachother. They are literal soulmates, after all.

Emo

They still ask eachother if they’re okay.

Loki writes her poetry and reads and/or sings her to sleep. She likes to give him massages or use her enchantment to soothe him.

They love slow dancing, though it takes a little effort to get Sylvie onto the dance floor in public. Their song is “if you love me” by Brenda Lee.

He tells her everything about Asgard, reteaches her Asgardian, tells her about the life she could have had. She tells him tales of things she’s seen and he could only dream of.

Then Loki takes her to Asgard. She gets to meet his family. Perhaps they even manage to go back and meet hers.

Loki helps Sylvie trust again, and teaches her how to have fun and be vulnerable. He is the only person she will cry around.

Sylvie helps Loki love himself and opens him up to life paths and ways of thinking he isn’t used to.

I don’t think they’ll have thier happy ending, as much as I want them to. As much as they deserve. So when they are inevitably parted, they console themselves with the knowledge that somewhere, sometime, they are eternal.

But even eternity isn’t forever. In that eternity, they die hand in hand.

Mischief

They cause a LOT of trouble at family gatherings and similar events. They crashed Sif and Valkyrie’s wedding. The heros, Dr. Strange in particular, are fucking fed up with them. The Peters love them.

Everyone is weirded out by their relationship but still somehow ships it. They receive lots of teasing and “go fuck yourself” jokes, as well as the odd “stop touching yourself and concentrate.” Thor definitely finds it weirdest.

Sick of people assuming they’re related, Loki and Sylvie start playing along and introduce themselves as siblings just to see the horror on people’s faces when they’re caught kissing.

But sometimes they’ll use illusion projection to have some (Ahem) fun in public and/or avoid being walked in on.

Matching outfits. Enough said. Honestly if we don’t get to see both of them donning the full costume in season two...

They shape shift into eachother sometimes to either annoy other people or annoy eachother. On a smaller scale, they’ll sometimes switch their hair colors or headpieces for a laugh.

Trick tournaments. They know eachother so well that is nearly impossible to lie to the other. So they make a challenge of it. They compete to see who can prank or fool who first. The winner gets a...ahem...special treat that night. They’re both incredible actors, so these games get intense.

They tease eachother constantly. This banter can get quite mean, but they both know it’s out of love.

Spicy (18+)

These two have two kinds of sex: tearful, tender lovemaking, and the wildest kinkiest shit conceivable. We’re talking shapeshifting, consensual enchantment, illusions, knife play, and some of the strangest and most messed up foreplay you can imagine.

Some of their faves include King and Queen (on Asgard’s throne), twincest (you know they would), conjuring an illusion they’re fucking in front of everyone they know...walking around in public appearing naked to eachother but clothed to everyone else...

It’s also very good sex. They know exactly what the other wants and how. And they have a lot of it. Everywhere. And in the strangest places. You can’t even imagine the situations they’ve been caught in.

Oh and they’re both switches. Sometimes he’ll dominate her and she’ll finally trust someone else to be in control. Sometimes she’ll peg him. Remind him just how powerful she is, as if he needs reminding.

Loki does this all the time, but sometimes Sylvie will change up her genitals for a twist. Or her species.

When it’s rough, it’s rough. Scratching, screaming, roughhousing, biting. Lots and lots of biting.

When it’s tender, it’s tender. Loki whispers softly in asgardian. Sylvie admits things she never has before. They trace patterns on skin. Kiss tears away.

[ofpineapplesanddawns]

Really want to read Peter meeting the "Vampire mafia" now!!

Anon, I really hope you're happy with yourself for making me look stuff up on the Twilight wiki!

On with the fic!

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"I feel like I'm in a tomb..." Peter whispered to Aro as they walked through grand, cold halls within the villa that the Volturi called home. Peter had to admit, it was beautiful to look at, clearly expensive, old, and the work of a master craftsman, but it was so...

Hollow.

It was like a building that was built to symbolize only one thing, death.

And he was at the mercy of the occupants of this death estate, with one of the owners walking alongside him. Aro was the only one Peter could trust, that much he knew, he didn't even trust the human servants walking with them towards the main room!

And what a main room it was. It was large, spacious, reminded Peter of a tomb more than the rest of the building, like that of one for a fucking king or something. In the middle were three thrones, onyx and gold, probably expensive as well. And seated in two of them were two very pale men, dressed in a similar fashion to Aro.

One was an older man, with black hair and no expression on his face, he looked like a nearly perfect statue, until he blinked.

The other was younger, with pale hair and something in his eyes that made Peter's blood run cold.

"Aro," The older vampire spoke, "it appears that you've finally brought your... project to us."

"Yes, it took you long enough." The other one said. "We were beginning to wonder if he really did exist or not."

"Oh, I'm very real." Peter snipped. "Just ask your creepy twins, they'll tell you."

Aro gave him a look, then did a quick gesture to indicate that said creepy twins were in the room with them. Fuck! There were other vampires here, how had Peter not notice them!?

He decided to keep his mouth shut.

Aro sighed and then smiled. "Gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to my personal hitman, Peter Vincent. Peter, these are the other members of the Volturi leaders, Marcus," he gestured to the older one, "and Caius." Then to the younger one.

Peter decided to bow his head in greeting.

"He doesn't seem all that impressive." Caius frowned. "He looks easy enough to break, physically and mentally. How have you not converted him, Aro?"

Aro's eye twitched, but his smile remained. "You'd be surprised on how stubborn humans can be sometimes, Caius. This man is very difficult." Peter snorted at that, but was ignored. "But this gift is amazing, not even dear Bella's own can counter as much as his can."

Caius didn't seem impressed, but there was a small uptick in Marcus' eyebrow.

"And how is that so?" Caius asked. "The girl is already enough trouble as it is, how is he more of a threat? He looks... weak."

Peter wanted to grab for the knife he kept hidden on him, but even he knew he didn't stand a single chance against either of those two. From what Peter knew, Marcus had a gift, but Caius didn't, yet that didn't mean he wasn't a threat. The legends did state that Caius was the most ruthless, even more so than Aro, and he was the fucking leader!

"We'll have to show an example then." Marcus said, eyes on Peter, it was so hard to read him.

Aro nodded and turned to the vampires in the room. "Who wishes to try their gift on my hunter? Hm?"

Jane stepped forward, there was a burning look on her face. "I'd like to try my hand again."

"Still bitter about last time?" Peter asked, because self-preservation was not his strong suit. Aro lightly swatted the back of his head.

Jane's face hardened and a scowl came over her. "Pain." She said in a low voice and Peter braced himself.

Yet, like before, nothing happened.

He was perfectly fine.

There was murmuring from the other vampires as the quietly whispered amongst themselves. Jane seethed before stepping back close to her brother.

Peter crossed his arms, looking around. "Anyone else wanna try? I could ask Aro, but you'd just have to take his word for it."

"Don't be smart, human." Caius said, teeth bared, but Marcus held up a hand. He removed himself from his throne and approached Peter, looking him up and down, before holding out his hand.

Peter was hesitant, before looking at Aro, who nodded. He let the vampire take his hand, and let him use his gift, but Peter felt nothing. He couldn't really remember what this man could do, but he was sure it was something powerful.

Marcus frowned just a little and let go. "I can't read him either, it's blank, there is nothing."

This got the murmurs to turn into full on chatter and shouting.

"How is that possible?" Someone exclaimed. "How are there two humans who can do that?"

"I'd like to know that to." Peter spoke up. "I kinda wanna know why you guys can't affect me or whatever. I mean, it's not like I've got a great poker face, been told I'm pretty expressive."

"That you are." Aro said before holding up his hands, and the room settled down. "It seems that I was telling the truth about this human, that he is gifted in his own right, to not be affected by our powers. Now, does that make him a threat?"

There were shouts of yes.

"Well, of course, and he is a very skilled hunter, even if he doesn't look it."

"Oi!" Peter huffed.

"But I've hired him to work for us, taking care out bothersome vampires, of the newborns that only cause senseless destruction, and to take care of political enemies. In due time, he could be one of us, but for now, is it not helpful to have a human hunter on our side? To take care of problems for us?"

There was chatter, whispers in Italian and other languages that Peter didn't understand, but he could sense they were talking about him, obviously.

Aro's attention was on his fellow leaders, Marcus didn't seem to care, but Caius looked pissed. "This is a risk, Aro. You're gambling with a human here."

"As if I haven't done that before." Aro said, his tone low. "As if none of us have, gentlemen. I know what I'm doing."

Peter felt like the temperature in the room suddenly dropped, even though it was a hot, summer day. The room was deathly quiet as Aro approached the thrones and started to speak to the men, in a language that Peter couldn't quite understand, but he assumed it was Latin. There's a huge difference between speaking it and reading it.

Marcus seemed to give pause after Aro finished speaking to the two men, then gave a nod. Caius spoke back in Latin, earning what sounded like a tongue lashing from Aro in return, before he snarled and then nodded.

Aro turned, smiling at the crowd. "It is decided, the human is protected by the Volturi and will be used to hunt for us."

He then stepped up to Peter, motioning for him to be guided out of the room. Peter didn't miss it when Aro looked back at the other Volturi members, his eyes hard, cold, and very dark.

--

I dunno if I wrote Marcus or Caius correctly, I only watched the first movie (and read the first book), and then just skipped through everything else except for scenes containing Aro because he's the only thing I like about these movies.

But anyway, I don't care, I just wanted Aro defending Peter in a sense.

[fubukiswifenoimnotjoking]

One Punch Man ship reviews bc I’m bored

WARNING: BIG ONE PUNCH MAN WEBCOMIC AND MANGA SPOILERS

GenoSai: do I even have to say it?? They compliment each other so well and are already besties. They make me so happy and I love their love. Genos literally came into Saitama’s life and brought so much new life and excitement when Saitama thought he’d never get any. Genos gives him love and appreciation all the time and never abandons him. Saitama isn’t connected to his feelings, but he cares about Genos and would do just about anything for him, to keep him safe. Genos constantly teases Saitama and Saitama grumbles and takes it with some banter, Genos is super emotional and Saitama does his best to comfort him, they fucking love shopping together and just hanging out period, they talk about the dumbest shit and somehow they still understand each other with the one brain cell they both share. It takes Genos forever to realize his feelings are deeper and Saitama has to be TOLD by their friends that he should fucking realize his feelings already. Just...I could keep going but I’ll stop! 2718873737839439/10 (let’s not talk about the age gap btw, 6 years isn’t bad and Genos is a legal adult.)

FubuSai: the stereotypical straight ship ppl gravitate to. Eh. I can see it, but at the same time I feel like they don’t completely compliment each other. Are they a hot couple? Duh. But I feel like their pride and communication issues would get in the way. 4/10

TatsuSai: hnghhhh. Someone mentioned this before, can’t remember who, but Saitama literally thinks she’s a child in canon. So that just....makes it gross. Same problems as FubuSai but worse. I’d rather see them as hesitant friends w a weird bond. 0/10

SonSai/SonicSai/idk the ship name: eh, toxic. Cant see them getting past communication issues and pride, again. Plus Sonic wants to kill his ass. Also, I just feel no romantic tension?? Even in fanfic it just falls flat for me. 3/10

MumenSai: a favorite!! Wish I saw it more, it’s very cute. Mumen is so kind and would absolutely be there to help him w self esteem and just help him be a better person period. And Saitama would have a cute little kind guy to tease and open up to. I could maybe see Mumen’s kindness getting on Saitama’s nerves when he’s in a bad mood bc Mumen almost never snaps and Saitama feels shittier, or maybe Mumen being mad at Saitama for being kinda lazy at home while Mumen is working his ass off and he’s like babe I just got home, please stop playing the fucking game and pay attention to me I have a concussion again. Prob too nitpicky on this one, heh, but 8.4/10

Genos x Sonic: wtf? As a crack ship, sure. That’s hilarious. But as a serious ship, 1.3/10 bc I could MAYBE see them bond over their love of my chemical romance or sum.

Anyone x Puri: -128382839287473828739219833468282/10. Fuck Puri.

TatsuKing: eh. Indifferent on this one too. I can see them getting along and Tatsu being the mean but supportive gf in public, but a sweet gf in private. King could be like her calm oasis of video games and sweet blonde shy bf. I sway more towards ace/aro King and queer non binary Tatsu, but this is still good. 6/10

FubuPsy/Fubuki x Psykos/idk: hell yeah!! This series NEEDS more wlw ships, both for me to project onto and to cry over. Prob my fav Fubuki ship, cuz they’ve known each other since they were young and had a tenuous friendship. I didn’t use to ship it until I saw that scene in the wc after the MA arc (u know the one) but here we are. They’re big personalities so any interaction is bound to be chaotic at first, but I really think they’d work. Pride put to the side, Psykos could be someone for Fubuki to finally rely on other than the Blizzard Bunch, someone to confide in, a badass partner to fight monsters with, talk about nothing for hours with, be a super fashionable #girlboss couple with, and someone who would really see her for who she is-especially w Psykos knowledge of her from the past. Hell, Psykos might even know her better than Tatsumaki. Fubuki could be an anchor to her like she currently is in the wc, providing a quiet comfort and making her open up little by little. Would prob be toxic at first bc of the MA arc and their desire for power, but is a very good ship I think. 9/10

Speedal/Sonic x Mumen: an old fav! Sonic would have a hard time not hating Mumen at first bc he’s the picture definition of a hero, sum he hates. But hanging out with him would show him Mumen is a GOOD guy genuinely and he’d be like ohhhh shit I’m in love w this man. Mumen would thoroughly appreciate someone to make him live a little, break some rules and stand up to ppl when they talk over him. He’d DEFINITELY be upset when finding out Sonic is an assassin, but would prob be conflicted bc he knows Sonic is a good person despite that. Would prob make Sonic give up on killing for them to be together. Sucks bc of the assassin thing and bc they haven’t met in canon! So we’re not sure how they’d interact with each other, sigh. 7.4/10

Okamaitachi x Bushidrill: a very underrated ship! To be clear, I headcanon Kama as a trans woman and so does most of the fandom. Anyway, very sweet and already built as a friendship bc of their partnership under Atomic Samurai. I can’t remember who writes fic and makes art of them on tumblr but AAAAA it’s so good! Very sweet. Basically depicted Bushi as a nervous himbo who’s honest about his feelings but scared to say them and Kama as a sweet lady who’s crazy about Bushi. Very sweet. Want more of them!! 6.1/10

OneZon/Zombieman x One Shotter: never even thought of the ship till I saw @megidolan art work! Very wholesome, and from what little we know of Shotter we know he’s a sort of nervous yet strong willed guy, and Zombieman would totally help him calm down bc he’s so chill. I could see them sharing cigarettes and talking shit on heroes while cuddling u know? 7/10 only because I don’t see enough of it but very good concept.

Mumarou/Mumen x Garou: a lot of ppl are gonna hate me for this but....I don’t like it. I’ve tried! I just—idk. I’ve read so many good fics about them that make me like it a bit, but the concept is just eh. I think their relationship is, in most reps, really cliche angsty stuff. I wish I could elaborate I just...gah! Basically, there’s better ships for the both of them imo. Sorry!! 4.3/10

Sonic x Flashy/SonFlash: yes!! Prob my fav Sonic ship. They have soooo much tension, it’s almost worse than Genos’ tension w Saitama. Flashy LITERALLY poisoned Sonic so that he wouldn’t be forced to kill him at the ninja graduation. He cares. They’ll never say it out loud, but they care. They have someone who understands what they went through in each other and someone they’re both so similar to, yet so different from. Sonic is more vocal about his expressions and let’s people know it while Flashy often keeps things to himself, they could really influence the other to be more this or that. I could see a lot of comfort with these two, and not much is needed for relationship development; they already have so much unspoken between them after meeting for the first time in years. Love it. Wish I saw it more! 10/11

KingSai: wonderful! Out of the few ppl Saitama is close to, def my second fav pick for a ship for him. There’s a post saying how Saitama doesn’t cut King off when he’s going on rants about games and stuff bc he’s talking TO Saitama, not at him like Genos tends to do on accident. They’re already great buddies! Saitama could find a shy gamer man who he can talk to about manga and stuff and also a passionate bf who could break out of his shell w Saitama and be himself with no lies. King can have someone to protect him, duh, someone who finally understands his weird sense of humor, and someone to shower him in the love and kindness he deserves when Saitama is in the mood to be all out like that w his affections. Plus he’s Saitama’s anchor and brings him back down when he’s super anxious and depressed and tells him what’s up that he needs to fix without sugarcoating it. Would def have a bunch of inside jokes and go on dates that are just staying inside playing video games all night. Domestic af. 10/10

Fubuki x Mizuki: my first wlw Fubuki ship! Hard to find but very good. Mizuki is this big ball of kindness, energy, and raw power that would make Fubuki go ‘Ohhhhhhh, big pretty lady make brain go brrr.’ I could see Mizuki grounding Fubuki when she’s in over her head, giving her random gifts bc she saw sum and thought of her, doing a marathon run and wildly waving at Fubuki in the crowd, and all around being a dependable woman confident in herself and in love with a mysterious esper. Prob a little shy when it comes to anything physical bc she loves Fubuki so much and is overwhelmed by the realness of being w her. Fubuki gives Mizuki advice on ‘acting like a proper hero’ or whatever and though Mizuki thinks she doesn’t need it, Fubuki still helps her a lot w her career and being taken more seriously by others. Would give Mizuki someone who loves her for who she is and would go wild on her in private when she can be open about her affection, would be someone Mizuki could exercise with and listen intently to Mizuki’s physical knowledge, and would absolutely bandage her when she’s all banged up. Hnghh love this ship. It’s only behind the FubuPsy ship juuuuust a little bc they haven’t met in canon so we can’t be sure about their interactions and stuff. 8.8/10, I love WOMEN

Batarou: how could I go this far without mentioning them?! They have SOOOO much tension in the centichoro fight, like come on. Both snarky assholes who are huge softies one the inside, Badd being the more logical one (still a himbo, tho) and Garou being the more chaotic one. Probably take forever to admit their feelings bc they’re so prideful and stupid <3 flirt through constant wrestling matches and it takes Genos saying ‘they should kiss already, they’re getting on his nerves’ for them to finally realize what’s up. (@rayadraws has a great au where Garou Genos and Badd are a chaotic friend squad and Genos is the only brain of the group, haha. Very good au y’all check it out!) Would constantly pick on each other affectionately and switch into concerned SO when the other is hurt like the big teddy bears they are. Raise Zenko together for sure. Garou would fumble being romantic and Badd would find it both hilarious and cute. 11/12

Zombie mask/Amai x Zombieman:

So. I don’t like Amai Mask and I used to hate him, BUT the webcomic and fic have really helped me calm down on him (he’s still a dick tho), so it’s easier to want to ship him and stuff. Bc of Amai’s anger issues and controlling behavior, I could see this relationship being super toxic and icky—but I think they have some form of understanding that pulls Amai back from being a complete dick, you know? Start off as fuck buddies and slowly form something else from spending companionable time together other than screwing. Zombieman pulls Amai back from his angry fits and soothes him over with his logic. Talk maaaaaad shit about heroes, but only when they’re alone because Zombieman knows Amai will talk loud af about the heroes they’re roasting and Zombie doesn’t wanna stop a fight from happening. Zombieman loves making Amai flustered and has a secret check list in his head of all the things that get Amai red faced. Loves to listen to Amai rant about things for hours and loves to watch his face go through almost cartoon like expressions as he talks. He won’t admit it, but Zombie loves to be spoiled by Amai’s shit tons of cash and often takes rides in Amai’s limos when he wants to smoke and think to himself. Amai has a hard time realizing how his feelings have changed, but gets hit hard with it when he wakes up to Zombie making them breakfast one morning while wearing Amai’s underwear. Amai also loves to spoil Zombie and takes him out to restaurants and buys him cool new weapons on the weekends. @batneko has pretty much gotten me into this ship and I strongly suggest looking at their works! 7.9/10

DemonKnight/Genos x Zero/Drive Knight: I’m pretty sure this used to be a crack ship before the past like 10 manga chapters—and now here we are! Not a fav bc 1. ZERO LEFT GENOS TO SELF DESTRUCT AFTER THEY COMBINED TO FORM THE FUCKING JET HE WAS JUST LIKE lol bye SO LIKE if he left him to die that’s super hard for me to forgive and ship grrr 2. Disregarding the manga’s canon and looking at the wc, while I love the little trip they went on where Zero demonstrated his abilities and helped Genos kill monsters, it’s super sus. He knew alllll of this info on Metal Knight and was super supportive and understanding when Genos said he needed time to think. Like,,,what are his intentions? We know so little about him—is he trying to trick Genos or was he being sincere? THAT STUFF ASIDE, they’re a really fun ship. They’re both huge fucking nerds and can keep up with their talk on robotics for hours, they’re both cyborgs so they understand each other’s pain, and they’re both super cool and angsty. I think they could really settle into a deep bond that can go platonic or romantic, just depends. Genos needs more ppl in his life so hell yeah! Plus, he can really let go with Zero bc they don’t have that teacher/student relationship and Zero, if he’s really a sincere and kind guy like in the wc, can be there for Genos and listen to him. Don’t have much to say on this ship other than @wellthisisembarrassing makes GORGEOUS art of them! 6.3/10

Webuiko/Suiko x Webigaza: YEAH I KNOW THEY HAVENT INTERACTED IN CANON AND WE DONT KNOW MUCH ABOUT THEM BUT HEAR ME OUT. Webigaza—cool af determined cyborg idol who’s surprisingly down to earth when talking with Child Emperor. Suiko—sassy and honest fighter who doesn’t take shit and is very passionate. Suiko would go to talk to Web then immediately freak out bc aaaa she’s way prettier than she thought, she can’t do this! Web would have to gently encourage Suiko to talk and at first is like ‘ah man, must be an adoring fan, ugh I’m so tired. At least she’s hot’ but when Suiko snaps out of her shyness Web is like oh! She’s super cool wtf. Always bump into each other during fights and help each other get fixed up, Suiko using her muscle power to lift Web’s pieces (and give Web a great view of Suiko’s muscles holy SHIT) and Web would patch Suiko up. Not to be stereotypical, but they’re def a masc/femme couple. I love the idea of this ship soooo much and I really hope they interact! 6.6/10 only bc they haven’t met 😭😭😭 look them up on here! There’s some great art of them by a few blogs

Dr. Kuseno x Bang: pretty sure @baldyborg came up with this one! Super cute. Just two old dudes finding a nice friendship in each other, maybe after Bang helps carry Genos to Kuseno’s after a day of fighting. Bang would find Kuseno to be a very cute little nerd man and would be sooo impressed by Kuseno’s mad scientist skills. Kuseno would be super impressed when seeing Bang in action too. They’d prob talk as soon as they meet each other and Genos would be in the background like you guys it’s been an hour, please fix me I’m on the verge of death 🧍🏻Bang would give Kuseno advice on training techniques to teach Genos and advice on making his bodies more martial arts ready or sum, meanwhile Kuseno would give his take on how to be kinder to Garou so that Bang would learn to repair the relationship with a gentleness he’s seemingly lacking (yes I’m talking about the chapter where he and Garou start fighting and Bang is just not doing enough to reach out to Garou, he’s being a callous old man! So yeah I’m still mad about that). Genos and Saitama would prob be out on a date and Saitama would be like oh theres Bang, wonder what he’s doing? Then Kuseno would walk up and kiss Bang and Genos and Sai would be shocked like SIRS 👬 Genos would tell Bang he doesn’t need another adoptive dad and Bang would be like....ok.... I see them retiring in a cottage together and Bang would become a huge softie. Yes I’m actively ignoring chapter 141 of the wc, shut up. 7.6/10

TankTop master x Mumen: they have a nice friendship going on in the manga right now! Just bros supporting bros. Tank is the picture definition of a muscly himbo and Mumen is his cute passionate bf. Also workout buddies af!! Don’t have much to say other than pretty good ship, just not a fav. 5.2/10

To sum it up—

GenoSai: 2718873737839439/10, Batarou: 11/12, SonFlash: 10/11, KingSai: 10/10, FubuPsy: 9/10, Fubuki x Mizuki: 8.8/10, MumenSai: 8.4/10, ZombieMask: 7.9/10, Dr. Kuseno x Bang: 7.6/10, Speedal: 7.4/10, OneZon: 7/10, Webuiko: 6.6/10, DemonKnight: 6.3/10, Okamaitachi x Bushidrill: 6.1/10, TatsuKing: 6/10, TankTop Master x Mumen: 5.2/10, Mumarou: 4.3/10, FubuSai: 4/10, SonSai: 3/10, Genos x Sonic: 1.3/10, TatsuSai: 0/10, anyone x Puri: -1283828319833468282/10

If there’s any ships I left out, it’s bc I don’t know them, don’t wanna talk about them, or just don’t have an opinion strong enough. Also, I know there are some poly ships like Genos x Saitama x Fubuki, but I’ve read only one fic about that (it was pretty good, here’s the link https://archiveofourown.org/works/5406992 ) so I don’t feel like talking about it. Hope no ones offended! All my opinion here :)

[daggersandarrows]

I was wondering if you could explain how you shipped fjord and cad if you wanted to? I’m aroace and cad being shipped makes me feel… extraordinarily uncomfortable, because cad feels like one of the only pieces of aroace rep around that pretty close to explicitly says “this character isn’t interested in anything remotely close to sexual or romantic relationships.” But I do know other ace people find him important, and I noticed your about me post mentioned you don’t ship things in the typical manner, so I was wondering if you could maybe elaborate? Id like to see if my mind can be changed basically, because I want to understand the value in something that is important to other ace people and maybe feel less uncomfortable myself.

hi anon! so basically, i'm somewhere on both the aro and ace spectrum--i've experienced both romantic and sexual attraction but so rarely that it basically doesn't factor into my life. i have...uhhh my attraction is real weird. basically.

head's up if you're sex repulsed, i'm gonna talk about that.

essentially, sex isn't...like...a "thing" for me. it's so much of a "thing" for other people. to me it's like playing tennis! not my favorite sport in the world, but i enjoy it occasionally, if a friend wants to play it with me. okay, truth be told, i like it a fair bit, but...attraction has literally nothing to do with it? i don't know how to explain it. it's real weird. i typically have absolutely zero arousal during sex, which is fine with me! it's just...it's...a thing that i like doing with people? i don't know how to explain it exactly. it's literally like a sport that i play it occasionally, that's as close as i can get.

romantic feelings, directed at me, usually make me feel extraordinarily uncomfortable. i will (very occasionally, like i can count on one hand) have those feelings for other people, but i hate having them returned. it's...so odd and uncomfortable and i can't explain it much better than that it's just (usually) totally repulsive to me.

you can imagine, it's real hard for me to find people who will be like "oh yeah! i'll casually do the sex with you" without it getting real weird.

this is where caduceus (and fjord) are a real important ship for me. i want to say right off the bat, i absolutely understand that there is sort of a competing access needs thing here--aroace people, aspec people in general, are so underrepresented, it's real hard to find one to project onto. and i understand that when caduceus came out, a lot of aroace people who are relationship repulsed just absolutely clung to him because yes, finally, a character where i don't have to worry about that.

so i get it. i really do.

here's what it's like on my end: i saw caduceus, and his mildy-puzzled-but-not-disgusted views towards porn, the happiness he got from seeing beau and yasha together, his love of physical affection, and i thought, oh thank god someone i can ship who i can imagine being the same kind of deeply practical and casual that i am about sex.

i hc fjord as demiromantic and asexual with a high sex drive. it's hard to find a character onto whom you can project the frustration and pain and, honestly, fear, that is wanting sexual release without wanting to experience sexual things. it kind of...really fucking sucks.

pairing him with cad just made sense to me--here are two people who care about each other a lot; here's caduceus, who understands sex for what it is: not something Super Special, not something shameful, but something natural and normal that doesn't have to mean anything more than you want it to. and then fjord, who's awkward as all hell and wants to be with someone he trusts without this huge Expectation of Reciprocated Feelings in Exactly This Way. it just...works. (for the record, i also hc jester as aromantic--i think they both came to the conclusion from opposite sides, so fjorester also makes a lot of sense to me as an aspec ship.)

in conclusion: i understand the discomfort, the deep craving for a character who is like you, and i don't know your exact situation, anon, but it seems like that includes a character who's gonna be like "yeah no never catching me in a relationship". i understand the frustration of people pressuring you into feeling a certain way, acting a certain way, having certain relationships.

my frustration is that it feels like people think it's impossible for me to have partners that i'm not attracted to...at all. or that me having sex with them is somehow some form of abuse, or that i'm not allowed to like sex, just because it doesn't turn me on.

may i also say, anon, that you're not required to like how other people ship characters. if you need to block my shippy tags to feel comfortable, please do so. i'm not necessarily looking to change your mind personally here, you might read all of this and go "oh okay cool makes sense! still not for me though." and that's totally cool. this is just my explanation for why the ship is so important to me personally. <3

[cancankiki]

Where You Belong (2/?)

Read part 1 first. My AO3 page https://archiveofourown.org/users/Marcus_Is_Sexy

No warnings, just a vampire death. This is NOT beta'd so please be kind.

Aro turned to look at Caius, then Marcus and sly expression on his face. "Marcus it seems that your mate, the lovely Isabella, has quite an extraordinary power. Not only is she a shield, but she can project it and shield others over great distances. No wonder I can't read your mind."

There was a small interruption as Edward tried to stand up, but Felx kicked him the back of his knees to make sure he stayed put, while keeping his arm securely around his throat.

Aro continued, "You both understand the other needs to heal. I see endless nights of reading books and long conversations, yet you are both happy."

Marcus felt immense relief as he had no romantic feelings for his new mate. While he wanted to keep her safe and happy, he could never love another the way he loved Didyme.

The relief that flooded Bella massive. After almost being violated one night after the Cullen's left she had absolutely no interest in anyone touching her. Besides, she just turned eighteen and he was obviously an old man. She ached to not be alone, to be connected to others without any pressure of intimacy.

Aro left out that he saw them about a century later building upon their physical intimacy. There was love between them and it only grew stronger.

"See no one wants to fuck you. If you beg me, maybe I'll take you back." Edward sneered.

Bella all but crawled inside of herself, hurt by his words and utterly embarrassed. There was a blur of movements and it took her a few moments to understand what was happening.

Edward was on the floor in pain, Caius was in front of Bella, "You do not talk to a king's mate in such a manner." Marus stood over Edward, holding his head back ready to rip it off. Alice was begging them to stop as Alec held her back.

"That's enough Jane." Aro said and shook his head. We wanted to be kind to your creator, but you have crossed a line. You shall get what you originally wanted. Death."

Marcus looked at his mate, Bella, as Demetri handed him a lit torch. "Would you like to assist me Bella?"

"No, Bella. Please don't." Alice moaned. Bella couldn't believe how much the Cullens have betrayed and hurt her. She sneered at the pathetic woman and walked in front of Edward and held onto the torch with Marcus. Edward began to beg for his life, but Felix put one hand in his mouth and pulled back his head, leaving the lower set of teeth attached to his neck. Marcus helped Bella light him on fire and pulled her back quickly. The smile on her face as he burned to ash was brighter than it has ever been.

"You bitch." Alice screamed.

"Send her to the dungeon until we decide what to do with her." Caius ordered and two other men walked in and dragged her off, while she screamed the whole way.

"You are quite brave, Bella." Marcus said in awe, hoping that helped her feel she got a bit of revenge.

"Thank you. Marcus" She only knew his same because the other king had said it aloud.

"Welcome to Volturi" Aro tilted his head, walked over and held out his hand. Bella put hers in his once again.. This time he gently kissed the back of her hand. "I'm Aro. I know Sulpicia will want to meet you as soon as possible."

"Yes, welcome. That was quite brave of you to burn him. I know Athenodora will want to hear every detail."

"That is Caius", Marcus added. Bella nodded at both kings then looked at the others in the throne room.

"These are our trusted top guards." He pointed to each one and they nodded at Bella. "Felix has great strength and is quite amazing to see in battle. Demetri is the best tracker, there is nothing he can't find. Jane and Alec are twins, she has the power of illusion of pain and he can take away all five of your senses."

Each of the guards studied Bella, she was not at all who they thought Marcus would ever find for a mate. She was young, not educated in any worldly knowledge, and clearly had no self esteem. The future that Aro had seen from the dead Cullen meant that they would be good for each other. They shall wait and see. While they would protect her at all costs now, their true allegiance was still to Marcus first over her.

"Let's take a walk, I'll show you to our quarters and answer all questions you have." Bella nodded and walked alongside Marcus. "Oh, Demetri please find Heidi and bring her to me. Bella will provide her with a list of needed items, food, and clothes." Demetri nodded and rushed off to fulfil his master's request.

"Marcus stopped to look at Bella. After I give you my history you will understand why I want to change you immediately. Aro and Caius wives' are heavily guarded, even though they can protect themselves. It will give me great relief to know you are not in danger"

Bella nodded getting the feeling Marcus had a tragic story. "I should have died that first day of school in Forks. I was supposed to be crushed by two cars, but Edward saved me. I never felt normal or that I belonged. I always feel that I shouldn't have lived and was out of place."

Marcus cointjued walking with Bella telling the tale of his long second life and the loneliness.

In this story, Didyme was killed during a battle, Aro was just as heartbroken as Marcus, but had to be strong for him. He made sure their wives were always protected after that, extra guards, though they could easily take care of themselves. Afterall they also trained for battle as well.

Eventually Bella and Marcus will develop into a romance, but right now he needs time to heal and deal with the guilt of betraying Didyme. Bella needs time to figure out who she really is, what her gift is, and how to trust again.

[captainkirbypunch]

My love has left tumblr once again.

As many of you may know, the account under the name MDZADR, has left tumblr. They felt unsafe in their fandom, and as such have deleted their tumblr and AO3 account due to the bad memories linked to them.

As a part of their departure, they have asked me to post something in their name, as follows.

If you want more details about how I came to this realization, continue to read. If not, here is your summary:

TL;DR: For the safety and health of this fandom, I wanted to spread the word that Mooping-10 is filled with people who absolutely cannot be trusted, creating a very hazardous environment for the zadr community, and MelodyoftheVoid is connected to all of those people, living a double life amongst those of us that don’t “ship zadr correctly.” She has plenty of friends her inner circle knows nothing about, and nobody on either side knows who she really is. 

Full story below.

I’m sorry I didn’t say goodbye. Nobody did anything to me today, but this just wasn’t worth it.

My AO3 and tumblr are both gone. I didn’t say goodbye because I didn’t want to look like an attention seeker.

Here’s the thing. I wasn’t going to name drop, but you guys need to know the truth. I’m instructing my boyfriend (hi y’all) to turn asks off for his own safety after this because this is going to be a nightmare, but... allow me to tell you the full story. I’ll try to break up the text so it’s less difficult to read, but this is important. I’m sorry to air discourse so publicly, but please... I need you to listen to me.

I’ll start from the beginning, without being vague anymore about who “she” is. I request that you please read the whole thing and not skip parts of it. The whole story matters.

I finally returned to the fandom about two months or so ago. As I’ve mentioned, I don’t do well in my thoughts while left alone too long, so I posted saying I would stop messaging people I knew because I didn’t want to bother them. There were only two people I was talking to at the time, but one of them is famous so I didn’t want to message her directly saying that. Doing so would have put her in a position of feeling obligated to say “you’re not bothering me” rather than just simply being able to sigh with relief from no longer being contacted. 

But the first person to contact me was the famous person, and she asked if I was okay, and told me she liked talking to me.

God, I actually cried.

But, that’s just her. Melodyofthevoid is the type of person to talk to people in the fandom, totally unaware of her demigod status. She comments on stories, interacts on posts, messages first... a pillar of kindness, so it seemed.

But let the story continue.

Over time, we were talking more often. 

Mostly sending memes (cause everyone I knew, myself included, aren’t exactly great at holding conversations. No shade. Memes are a love language). I was still in the hero worship stage of our relationship, so my view of her was that that was perfect.

Now, let me bridge a connection with a new story idea I got around December 28th or so, and my thinking she was perfect.

I had recently finished watching Madoka and questioned “If I had magical powers, what would they be?” It then turned into its own story idea, basing creators’ powers around the strengths and weaknesses in creations. I actually realized “oh fuck. My stuff is incoherent. My friends’ works aren’t too different...”

Thus spawned the name “Incoherent” for the project.

What does that have to do with this? Well, here’s the thing that really fucked everything up quickly. 

This was not on purpose, because originally the project (which I had told nobody of yet at the time) was all about improving your works, making platonic friends, dressing our personas in cute outfits, and writing fun magic.

While listening to music and thinking of the story one day, my brain accidentally shipped my persona with hers, and I couldn’t unsee it. And I’m lousy at keeping my own secrets (other’s are different) so she found out on probably day one or two about my weird crush because of an ask meme of all things. 

She didn’t try to put me off any, which was another problem for future things to come, and so I decided that since Incoherent was finally making me feel alive again and feeling the euphoric feelings of love wouldn’t hurt anything (I figured they’d mellow out on their own eventually because that’s how infatuation works) since they helped fuel my inspiration, and then we would just continue from friends to better friends one day and this part of our lives would be over.

Besides, the forbidden is attractive somehow, and makes stories more entertaining. She’s aro/ace, so I had no chance anyway. Someone safe to crush on, in her own way.

This isn’t a story of a love betrayal however. There was no such thing. But it’s important to the story because Incoherent is where my mistakes were made, and hers brought to light.

By this time, I had a handful of people I was talking to, and I created a discord server for the project. Only my boyfriend (hi!) and I were in it at the time. I was not-so-subtly asking my friends what they’d look like if they were a magical person, what their names would be... I thought I would have had to lure Melody in to make her want to join us, but I managed to get her in very easily. Everyone was happy and excited! It was a no obligation, no time limit thing for us to enjoy, a little sandbox to play around in. 

Sure there were plans to make it bigger and I was working on art to the best of my ability, but it was gonna be a fun thing mostly. No pressure on anyone.

And how things started becoming a problem was that the rest of us posted publicly about the project and interacted with each other’s posts relating to the story, but she had started to interact publicly less and less with our things, and everyone noticed it.

It wasn’t because we were greedy and wanted the popular girl to reblog our things. It’s because we had a feeling she was ashamed of being seen publicly with us. The reason we were worried before then and started making that connection was because I mentioned I was going to ask another user if they were interested in joining Incoherent. Melody was the only one that seemed uncomfortable, and I messaged her asking about it. We agreed I wouldn’t invite that person but I knew things were off about it.

That person is like me. How long until Melody didn’t want to talk to me anymore? A few days ago, the other shoe finally dropped. A member of our little group and I were talking and (let’s call them Friend for simplicity. They asked to not be name dropped here) Friend was worried they had made Melody upset by tagging her in a meme picture they drew of her persona, and the two had agreed that Friend remove the tag. This spawned an anxiety-filled conversation where Friend and I expressed our concerns about Melody not interacting with the project, or us.

So since I wanted reassurance that that wasn’t the case, I messaged Melody with my concerns. I told her I had the feeling she was ashamed of being seen in public with us because of her friends, and she didn’t refute me. She simply told me to go get some rest. I messaged back with “I’m right.”

I deleted Discord off my phone for hours and nearly deleted my Tumblr, AO3, and the server after my boyfriend helped pass messages between us. Melody confessed that was the case because her friends expressed discomfort with my works, and she was playing both sides.

Her words, not mine.

Melody told me she would be withdrawing from the Incoherent project because it wasn’t fair to us if her heart wasn’t in it.

She didn’t stand up on my behalf when they said things about me. Her friends are the type who talk behind creators’ backs for shipping zadr “incorrectly.” Worse than antis because they actually participate in the “pro-shipping” side of the fandom. I broke that day and messaged her at 3 am.

We finally spoke at 3pm. We both missed each other. I tried to understand more. I wanted it to be more like a conversation rather than an interrogation. It was only one-sided however, and she never opened up further. And I made some mistakes and poor choices of words, and we ended up parting ways permanently right there. 

I nearly deleted everything, but much like a coma patient attached to many machines on a hospital bed, my blog was kept alive a little longer by people sending kind words in droves. I was briefly fuelled by spite, wishing to watch the world burn by making everyone on the "correct" side of the fandom upset by posting the worst, most vile content this fandom has ever seen.

I was also welcomed with open arms by a very kind server with fellow degenerates, all of them screaming and crying and partying when they managed to get me in their server. It was so heartwarming...

But as I spoke to others about my situation, I realized something. A disturbing pattern.

People telling me horror stories about how Mooping-10 was cult-like. How the people running it were antis. I was even told once that they have a secondary server where they go to have their talks and do their work, likely the place where the real bashing is held.

The server itself has rules against such behavior, but I suppose it's different when they do it.

One person (and this is the most unnerving part for me, personally) told me Melody actually set off alarm bells in their head without having even done anything yet, and the most disturbing part of the story was that one of the moderators was afraid and upset because they got Covid, and received basically no moral support at all. Only getting told "spoiler that. Sorry you got Covid".

I was horrified. That server has 100 people in it. How many of them are the same? They act like popular kids in school who picked up an unpopular main character and then bash others, and the main character joined in because they don't want to be left behind by their new "friends".

To put it short, back to my point:

TL;DR: I simply only wanted to spread the word that: Mooping-10 is filled with people who absolutely cannot be trusted, creating a very hazardous environment for the zadr community, and Melodyofthevoid is connected to all of those people, living a double life amongst those of us that don't "ship zadr correctly". She has plenty of friends her inner circle knows nothing about, and nobody on either side knows who she really is.

[tuhbanbuv]

Mad Rat Alive AU: Part 6

Chapter 6

Reprieve

TW: Mentions of trauma and violence, swearing.

Madrat and Heart learn more about their new owner.

Okay, time for some more lore regarding Caroline, aka the Little Girl from the game! Because by the time I’m writing this…I haven’t written a damn thing. Hey, I can’t write kids, okay?

Oh also Caroline’s neurodivergent btw it’s 100% canon because 1. there’s not enough autistic female representation and 2. because I grew up with no autistic representation or friends and I must project my experiences onto fictional characters to feel less alone and boy did that get dark I’m going to shut up now.

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Noise erupted from behind the closed door. It was all to loud for him, even Heart would agree with him on this one.

Madrat, despite all the pawing at his ears, pressing them to his skull, he could still make out the words from the loud shouting.

Happy Birthday.

It was a strange saying, even to such a strange rat such as himself. What a strange two words to write on balloons, streamers and the such.

“What the hell is all this about?”

“It’s basically just the anniversary of when someone was born.” Heart answered. “Humans put more priority into it, I guess.” He shrugged before laying back down.

Madrat didn’t know what all the fuss was about. Then again, he couldn’t judge too much. The concept of celebrating time was strange to him, for someone who had spent most of their life in a cage. Now that he thought about it, he didn’t know exactly how long that was. Was it just a year, or more than that? Madrat couldn’t remember a life before being locked in that cage, with the occasional jab of needles and knives. The glances from their eyes, the dead stares full of mindless glee from the other rats.

He wondered if they had the same concept of time as he did, or if they even knew what time was. Were they still even alive? Were they a hallucination as well, or did he…

Did they really die by his own paws?

“Madrat?” The black rat flinched, looking up to see Heart in front of him, staring down right at him. “Is something wrong?”

“Huh-?” It took Madrat a while to regain his mental footing. “I’m…fine. Don’t worry about—”

“You’re shaking.” He placed a paw on Madrat’s chest, before taking a deep breath. “Something wrong?” Madrat nervously scanned the room, trying to find a believable lie.

But he couldn’t.

“Does…does it ever bother you?”

“Does what bother me?” Heart asked, raising a brow.

“How long we spent in the lab.” Madrat continued. “I mean, I had little to know knowledge on…time or…how much I had? Does it bother you that we might not even know how old we are? How much time—” He paused, before shaking his head. “No, I’m…I’m just projecting. I didn’t ask about you, and I just assumed—”

“You’re still correct, though.” Heart nodded. “I was held in a lab as well, just…” He seemed to have trouble with his words, holding a pained expression as he stumbled. “Well, I…it’s not something I’m…comfortable with…let’s keep it at that.”

“Forget it.” Madrat’s voice deepened in a sharp stab, paralyzing the conversation. “It…it was stupid of me to bring up. I’m just giving you more problems—”

“You are not.” The feline interrupted, shocking Madrat into a hurt expression. “It…it’s something we should at least talk about…together. I…we…should try to talk about it, and try to put it behind us.”

“I don’t want to hurt you—”

“You’re not hurting me.” Heart sighed, leaning down to gently press his head against Madrat’s. They looked at each other’s eyes in silence, foreheads touching. Heart’s were a warm shade of amber, glowing softly against his fur, while Madrat’s were a light baby blue, a sharp contrast to his cold demeanor.

“I never knew you had blue eyes.”

“Huh-?!” Madrat stumbled backwards for a few steps, before recollecting his thoughts after such a violent derail. “My…eyes?”

“They’re pretty!” Heart stared at him with somewhat of a relaxed squint, tail loosely curled around him until he paused, flinching before his eyes widened. “Ah—I mean, uhhh…” He backed up as well, seemingly realizing what he had just said. “They…they suit you really well. That’s all…”

Madrat felt his face growing warm, his tail twitching as he adverted his gaze. He felt his pulse quicken, but not out of fear this time. He didn’t know what it was now.

But he liked the compliment.

The two flinched as the door clicked open. They looked over, seeing Caroline walking in with a paper bag in her hands and a paper hat falling off her head. She closed the door behind her, before dropping the bag down and running to the bed. Heart’s ears twitched as she buried her head into the blankets.

“Something’s wrong.”

“Yeah, I can see that.” The two slowly approached her, but remained unnoticed. “Is she…crying?” Madrat let out a sharp gasp as Heart bit him by the scruff, and leapt onto the bed. “Hey-!” Madrat shouted as Heart dropped him onto the bed.

“Sorry…”

“Warn me before you do that next time, okay?” He growled, shaking his head as Heart moved onto the crying girl next to them. He looked her over, sniffing hear head before nudging her with his own.

“Hey.” He muttered. “Hey, get up. It’s okay.” Caroline paused, falling silent before she glanced up at him. She sniffled, before reaching out to pet his head. “Something wrong?”

“Heart, didn’t you say she can’t understand us?”

“It still wouldn’t hurt to try.” Heart muttered.

Caroline climbed up the bed, sitting in front of them. She wiped her eyes, whimpering as Heart and Madrat crawled closer.

“Mr. Kitty? Mr. Mousey?” She whimpered. “Did you…miss me?”

“What’s wrong?” Heart asked. To her, though, it would only sound like simple meows. Still, Heart had some stubbornness left from Madrat.

“I’m sorry…” Caroline sniffled. “I should be happy, it’s my birthday…” She covered her face in her hands. “Nobody came…I asked everyone at school, but nobody came to my party…” Heart’s ears fell down to his skull, glancing at Madrat with faint concern. “Does everyone just hate me? Am I bad?”

“No, no!” Heart walked into her lap, rubbing up against her. “You’re a good kid! You’re really a good kid!”

“Kid…” Madrat couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Here was Caroline, the one human that showed him kindness, that saved his life, calling herself terrible. The irony sickened him. He didn’t care for birthday parties, but being ignored like that? That was worse in his book.

He walked up, climbing up her sleeve to her shoulder. He sat for a few seconds, until he gently pawed at her hands, trying to pull them away from her face. She looked at him, uncovering her face.

“Snap out of it, kid…” Madrat sighed. “God…I’ve truly gone mad…”

Heart widened his eyes as Madrat began to rub his face against Caroline’s cheek. She seemed to be surprised as well, looking back at him with surprise. Her surprise slowly turned into a smile as she picked him up, and held him in her arms.

“Thank you, Mr. Mousey…” She sniffled. “You…you’re my friends, right?” In unison, both Madrat and Heart nodded. Sure, she couldn’t exactly understand them, but that didn’t mean they didn’t care.

Heart squirmed his way into Caroline’s arms, laying alongside his rat friend. He purred, crawling closer to Madrat.

“What?” Madrat asked. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’m proud of you.” Heart murmured, snuggling against Madrat’s side. The rat felt his face burning once more.

“You’re…acting weird. Even for you…”

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When they first came home from the vet, Caroline’s mother instructed her to keep Madrat in his cage, and away from Heart.

“Keep him safe in there so the cat doesn’t try to eat him, okay?”

That night, neither Caroline or her mother expected them to be so close, sleeping curled up next to each other. They made an effort to keep a close eye on them, but by then it grew apparent that Heart had no instinct to hunt.

They had a few cat toys left over from previous fosters that they gave to distract Heart on the first day, but to their surprise, he hardly looked at them. At first, they considered that he was too stressed, but he never chose to play with them, even in the best moods.

“He doesn’t even play?”

“Probably not a playful cat, I guess. He purrs and cuddles up from time to time, though.”

“Weird. Most of the cats on the farm were—oh? Hey, kitty.”

“Is he—”

“Hah! Mr. Mousey’s taking a little piggy back ride.”

“That’s hilarious-!”

“In all my years, I’ve never seen something quite like that. He’s purring, too.”

They gave up trying to separate them fairly quickly.

The house was fairly quiet in the morning. Caroline’s parents were often absent, helping out the farm hands in taking care of the other rescues for the better half of the day. Usually, school would keep her busy, all except for two days every now and again.

She’d be home now, not running through the house with her socks crooked and backpack dangling from her arms. All the more time to play with her presents.

Madrat was woken up by a soft knock against the rat hutch wall. He opened his eyes, crawling out of his hammock as he peeked through the doorway of his sleeping den. Caroline was peeking through the hutch’s open door.

“Huh? Kid..?”

“Good morning, Mr. Mousey!” She giggled, holding her hand out for him. He hesitantly crawled up to her, tiredly climbing into her hand. “Are you hungry, Mr. Mousey?”

“I’m tired…too tired for this.” Madrat flinched as she lifted him out of the cage, placing him in the shirt pocket of her pajamas.

“Mr. Kitty must be hungry too!” She said, walking over to Heart as he drowsily rose from the cat bed. “Come on, Mr. Kitty! Time for breakfast-!”

Caroline walked into the kitchen, placing Madrat gently onto the counter. Heart followed her as she ran to the pantry, watching her with curiosity.

“Cereal. Cereal. Where is cereal…” She muttered to her self as she faintly shook her right hand repetitively. “We had it yesterday so it’s not gone…why is it gone…”

Heart noticed a tall and thin box in the shadows of the pantry, sitting on the bottom shelf. He squeezed himself through the small opening, clawing at the bag in front of the box until it fell to the floor.

“Kitty-!” Caroline exclaimed, quickly pulling him into her arms. She pushed him onto the countertop before returning to the pantry. “There’s cereal!” Caroline bounced up and down as she pulled the box out. She turned back to the counter, placing the box beside them. “Mommy says that cereal is okay for you. You two have been very good, so I wanna give you something good!” Madrat and Heart looked at each other with a confused look for a few seconds.

“What…what the fuck is cereal?”

Cereal, as it turned out, was very delicious. Not as good as cheese, but it was definitely up there.

Caroline hummed to herself, kicking her feet up and down as she sat on a barstool next to the counter, holding her bowl in one hand and spoon in the other. Her face was covered in crumbs, just as they were in Madrat and Heart’s fur.

“Told you humans weren’t all bad.” Heart muttered, licking his face. Madrat laid against his feline friend, bruxing as their bowl was emptied.

“Dang, that really hit the spot.”

“You’re welcome, Mr. Mousey!” Caroline spoke up. The three went on, until their collective autopilots stopped, realizing what had just occurred.

Caroline set her bowl down as they both stared at each other.

“Did you talk..?”

Heart felt the fur on his spine standing up as he stepped away, pulling Madrat beside him.

“What the hell...” Madrat muttered.

“Wait, you can talk!” Caroline bounced up, looking more happy than shocked. “That’s so cool!” Madrat felt his pulse quicken, his heart pounding in his ears as his stomach dropped. Sure, he discovered that at least one human, Vane, could understand animals, but he had better things to worry about at that time. But all of the sudden, now Caroline could understand him.

“What the fuck…what the fuck?!”

Heart was too concerned with the sudden development to tell him off for swearing in front of a now eight year old girl.

“How the fuck are you just now able to understand us?! I thought you couldn’t hear us! Why the fuck—”

“Madrat, calm down-!” Heart hissed. “Stop stressing out, it’s not good for your heart.” He leaned down, brushing against his face. “Let me handle this, alright?”

Madrat huffed, letting out a low growl before looking back at him.

“Fine.” He shook his head, stepping behind Heart.

“We’re sorry. It’s just that…nobody has really been able to understand us until now, aside from your uncle.” He told Caroline, who watched him intensely. “This is fairly new to us, so we’re sorry if we came across as rude.”

“That’s okay, Mr. Kitty.” Caroline nodded. “I’m sorry if I scared you.” She sighed, before Heart walked up to her. She paused, looking down. “So…I have the thing my uncle has?”

“I think so.” Madrat spoke up. “But why all of the sudden? Why have you just gotten this now?” He shook his head, letting out a soft growl. He crossed his arms, struggling to keep his train of thought derailing.

“So…when you were meowing…and chattering…” Caroline muttered before lifting her head and her voice. “You were trying to talk to me, right?”

“Yes,” Heart nodded. “That’s probably what it sounds like to people who can’t understand us, actually.” Caroline played with her hair, holding it in her hands like putty.

“You called him ‘Madrat’…”

“Yes.”

The corner of Caroline’s mouth twitched for a few seconds as she continued to play with her hair.

“Your names aren’t Mr. Kitty or Mr. Mousey, are they?”

“No.” Madrat sighed. “I go by Madrat, and he goes by Heart.” He walked up between them, noticing she was uneasy. “Are you okay?” She didn’t answer, but she dropped her hair.

“I gave you bad names.” Caroline mumbled.

“No, that’s okay.” Heart reassured, brushing his head against her shoulder. “You didn’t know, but you know now.” Madrat looked up at her, tilting his head.

“If you have anything you want to know about us, now’s the time to ask.” Madrat said. “Let’s just get it over with.” Caroline looked back at him with a blank stare, scratching at her hands until she spoke up again.

“Where did you come from?” Caroline asked.

Madrat paused for a very long time, trying to find the best way to tell her his misery. He didn’t want to trouble her with his problems, but she still wanted to know. He couldn’t just chase her off.

“We came from a lab.” Madrat explained. “A lab where we were experimented on, sliced open and sewn up…pretty much bad stuff all around.” He took a deep breath, feeling his heart pound at just the thought. “When we met…the doctor tried to take out Heart’s, well, heart, and put it inside me.”

“Because your heart was sick.” Caroline interrupted.

“Hm?”

“That’s what Uncle Van told me?”

“Who?”

“Vane…” Heart muttered. “The doctor that we saw the other day, are you talking about him?”

“Yeah!” The girl nodded. “He said that your heart was sick, so he had to give you a new one!” Madrat froze, his eyes widened in shock before he recollected his thoughts. He closed his eyes, turning away for a second. He placed his paw on his chest, worrying Heart.

“Madrat—”

“I’m fine.” Madrat muttered. “Just…it’s fine. I didn’t know…” So, he was the one who saved his life? That certainly made things more difficult. Not hard, but difficult to navigate. It was hard to comprehend a doctor being the one to save his life, when one almost ended his.

There were a lot of things that had begun to change for him as soon as he left that godforsaken lab. Cats went from bad to good, humans went from terrible to bearable, and Rat God…

He still didn’t want to think about what it did.

“Hearts can get sick.” Caroline said. “They don’t have brains, and things with brains get sick. That’s why they call them head-colds, right?” She tilted her head as she looked at Heart.

“Well, sort of.” Heart continued. “Madrat had a disease, I think. A disease that caused his heart to stop working properly, and the doctor…supposedly…was trying to put my heart into him because—” He stopped speaking, looking slightly frightened before he shook his head. “Because he thought it’d work.”

“He doesn’t sound like a good person.” Caroline muttered.

“He…” Madrat winced. “He…was a complicated person. But…he did try to help, even if it didn’t work…” Heart raised a brow, surprised at his friend’s statement. “During that time, I had...we had hallucinations. We saw things that we can’t tell happened or not. Things that…hurt us.”

“Well, you’re safe now!” Caroline exclaimed. “I’m going to make sure no more bad men hurt you guys ever again!” The rat flinched, ear twitching before he felt his eyes growing wet. He covered his face in his paw, looking down. He felt her hand touch his shoulder. “You’re my friends, and friends help each other!” Caroline picked up Madrat, and held him in a tight hug.

As Heart watched, he heard the familiar voice in his head creep back up.

“Look at that disgusting little worm-!” The voice growled. “Begging for your time…she thinks that she can buy your protection…”

“She doesn’t have to. I’ll protect her no matter what.” Heart replied in his head.

“You still have faith in humanity? After everything they’ve done to us?!”

“I like to think that people can change.” Heart told the voice. “After all, I made him change. I fixed him.”

“You think that you have a say in what you do?!” The voice screamed. “You are not one to fix things! We are born to destroy this world! It does not deserve to be fixed!”

“Let me make up for my sins. I do not wish to go down that path again.” Heart sighed, shaking his head. “Some things were meant to be forgotten, can’t you see that?”

“You are a tough one. But you all can be broken…with time…”

“I…need to go—" Heart trembled as he left the counter, darting through the living room and out the cat door.

[pluviophile-imagines]

Could I ask what your sexuality headcanons are? I love comparing mine with other peoples’!

Ok second half of this; this is just like. non-students who i Actually have thought about HJBAFV not at all a comprehensive list. Again disclaimer i write all these chars as bi in my fics, also i am bi myself so the vast majority are also bi, and also leaving a lot of these vague so u can imagine ur favorite ship or urself or w/ever

ok lets start this off with Aizawa. I think....... hes another one who's rlly unlabelled, doesnt super care to think it through and define it, but calls himself gay bc his interest in women is very, very rare and it's just way easier to say than explain all that. Definitely do buy into the idea that he had a crush on Oboro in hs but i do NOT buy into the easermic agenda sorry. Definitely not someone who goes looking for dates, but doesn't say no if someone asks him and hes interested (also im not gonna give her a whole section but i saw a hc a while back that the Ms. Joke stuff is literally that shes a lesbian and hes gay and shes fucking with him and i love that so much i just wanted to put it out there)

on the topic of the erasermic agenda: Hizashi's pan and knew it before HS, had a sudden & intense crush on Aizawa for the first month they knew each other and then immediately got over it in favor of a similar sudden, intense, and then immediately fading crush on Midnight. Hizashi and Aizawa r just rlly good friends imo; maybe they messed around for a bit in their twenties but it never went anywhere serious. He dates around a lot, not even necessarily to settle down just to have some fun

Midnight is aro/ace but does get in qprs & gravitates towards women wrt that. Most people dont read vigilantes but theres a woman in that, Kazuho, who i imagine she's been in a long-term qpr with; her relationship with aizawa and hizashi leans a little more towards a qpr than a normal friendship, too, but it's not rlly defined that way

All Might is married to justice queer but v much not interested in relationships. He and that one guy from the first movie are ABSOLUTELY exes and i won't hear otherwise; it's the only relationship he's ever had, and they broke up bc he had to go back to japan. He was heartbroken but did eventually get over him; his lack of romance afterwards is from genuine disinterest and not being hung up on his past. I can see him finding someone else in his later years, after he's retired. Definitely feels like he's not worthy of it tho

Hawks is bi but unfortunately didn't get to figure that out until like Now in the timeline...... if youll let my dabihawks history shine through i think dabi was the reason JHBASFGJHB he was basically brainwashed by the commission to become a hero so he didnt have time to Figure That Shit Out; he knew he was into women bc that was easy & what the commission expected from him but then he started this undercover assignment and met dabi and realized Oh...... Fuck. Hawks is hard tbh, bc i think between the control that the commission has over him and his own convictions as a hero he doesn't pursue any romance (tho he does get crushes or find people attractive) and most of his flings are done to keep up his prettyboy act, not out of genuine interest in being a fuckboy. Can't imagine him having a relationship until well after canon but I do see him being interested eventually

Onto the villains, Shigaraki is unlabelled but probably would call himself queer if asked. Definitely admires women more but isn't very interested in romance; AFO actively encourages him to pursue the things interested in so imo if he were he'd talk abt it more lmfao. I kinda see him as demi as well, not the type to fall immediately but requiring a friendship beforehand; tho unlike Bakugo as i said in my last post I dont think it happens suddenly but rather slowly. Y'all know im a big fan of shigaraki being absolutely whipped for his s/o so i do thing hes a big piner, tho he's also pretty bold and unashamed of his affections. I'm a big fan of him falling for a member of the league or a civilian; definitely can't see him falling for a hero unless the hero was already halfway to turning sides already. I think he's also attracted to intelligence and someone who pushes him to think more abt his ideology...... maybe im just projecting at this point JSHDFBVAJKSHD but my point is that the gender of his partner is definitely the least of what he considers/notices

Dabi is bi and, here's my bold take, demisexual; not interested in sex unless its with someone he loves. Absolutely doesn't even think abt romance for most of the years where he's on his own. He's got revenge to plan. By the time he joins the league that hasn't changed much, and he's demi so he's not interested in sleeping around, plus he rlly denies any attachment to people at all. As I said in that other ask tho I do rlly like the idea of him with Magne, so I think they have a fling for a bit before her death :( it's one of the things that leads him to isolate himself further, unfortunately, even from Jin and the other League members with whom his relationships aren't romantic. I can see him dating someone post-canon bc i think hes gonna be redeemed lol. It could be someone he knew before but they probably didnt date again bc he was v guarded; i think magne was rlly the only person he dated

Magne is pan and heres the kicker: I think shes t4t, which led to a little moment just before she and dabi got together where he was like "she wouldnt be into me :/" but she was into him anyway so all was good. She got around in her circles, mostly casual stuff tho she yearned for something more serious.

Spinner's bi & trends towards women but does occasionally get things for men and they're almost always intense. He thought he was straight for a while even once he joined the league and then suddenly got a crush on Shigaraki (around the time of MVA) and realized otherwise LMFAO he's definitely a hopeless romantic type, the whole mutant prejudice thing makes it rlly hard for him and i can see him being rlly happy with another mutant-type; i feel like as he matures he starts to gravitate towards them

Toga is canonically pan to my understanding, iirc her interest in Uraraka and Deku is the same (and romantic) in canon tho i might be wrong. Poor girl just needs therapy. I like the idea of the two of them becoming her friends over her being involved with them but i totally can get behind her having a thing with Uraraka (and maybe Tsu) at some point post-canon (presuming she gets redeemed), tho I think a qpr between the two/three of them would be longer lasting. And again presuming she gets therapy i can see her settling down with someone, gender irrelevant

Jin is unlabelled bc he hasn't much thought abt it, definitely had a thing for dabi and for hawks which does make me sad on both counts. I think he likes women slightly more abstractly/aesthetically and gets crushes more on men,. The dabi thing fades as they get closer and start to view each other as brothers. In his later years he doesn't rlly care about romance, I think he enjoys the experience of crushing but doesnt like dating people; his found family in the League is far more important to him. But i can see him falling head-over-heels for someone quite suddenly and having a bit of a whirlwind romance. Also someone for whom gender isn't much of a factor

Mr Compress is also queer and also hasn't rlly thought abt it. Definitely leans more towards women; he's like 30 but i like to think he also goes for older partners, 10 or 15 years his senior KJBADSJFHB idk he just has that Vibe with the way he calls himself an old man etc. A lot of the league i cant see sleeping or dating around much, i feel like they prioritize each other, but I do think mr compress gets around more than the others. i can see him having a bit of a fuckbuddy who he catches feelings for

Kurogiri is fun; as Oboro I do think Aizawa's crush was reciprocated, tho he wasn't around long enough for them to act on it :( he's bi, tho kurogiri isn't supposed to have personal interests. I like to imagine the brainwashing isnt as good as AFO wants it to be tho so I like the idea of him falling for someone anyway. I also like the idea of the heroes managing to undo the nomufication and I 100% can see him, aizawa, and someone else (someone he was involved with as Kurogiri) ending up in a triad as a result of aizawa and the third partner helping him through the aftermath of all that shit

Lady Nagant is a manga-only minor character but im in love with her so imma talk abt it. Shes bi and leans VERY heavily towards women, probably spent years questioning whether she was rlly bi or a lesbian before finally having a fling with a guy that she genuinely enjoyed. Has only ever been in long-term relationships with women and I v much think she has a gf at home who stayed even when she was arrested 🥺

Finally imma talk abt Natsuo bc i love that boy. He's one of the few unmarried chars with a love interest and he canonically has a gf. I do see him as IDing straight in canon ngl, but the kind of straight where he might actually be bi but his preference leans so heavily towards women and he grew up in a bad home so he just doesnt rlly think abt it bc hes v happy with women anyway. In shiganatsu thoughts shigaraki is the first man he has a thing for; i rlly can see the two of them in a triad with a woman specifically, who helps the two of them find each other and is the one who initiates bc its definitely a weird situation for natsuo

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The Long Way Around ~ Chapter 17

Link to previous part: https://bonjour-rainycity.tumblr.com/post/625767180394479616/the-long-way-around-chapter-16

Pairing: Jasper x Reader

Word count: 2669

Warnings: None

Jasper’s POV

The minute the plane comes to a halt, I’m standing. I need to get off of this plane, for two reasons. One, being the burn in my throat. Carlisle was kind enough to secure us first class seats, which grants us slightly more space, but in this metal cage with recycled air, the scent of human blood is strong. I know I can resist, that I will resist, but, as always, there’s that voice in the back of my head telling me it’s not worth it. Telling me that the humans would taste so much better and outweigh any shame or guilt I would feel. I clench my teeth against the temptation and think of my other, more pressing reason to get off the plane.

Y/n is only a few hundred miles away.

After the vastness of the ocean between us, this distance seems inconsequential. I consider running. I would be faster than Carlisle’s car, anyways. The sun won’t rise for another two and a half hours and if I really push it, I could be home before then.

Esme’s hand ghosts over my shoulder and I turn to see her compassionate smile. “We’ll drive fast.”

I hold back a sigh, knowing it would be incredibly rude to ditch my parents but dissatisfied with the three hours of separation still facing me.

As the door opens to allow our exit, I press forward, projecting just a tiny amount of intimidation to keep the humans out of our way. I can feel Carlisle’s disapproval, but I ignore it. It’s all I can do not to break out at full run, so speeding up our exit just a little feels tame in comparison.

We have no bags to retrieve, thank goodness, and, ten minutes from our exit of the plane, we’re sliding into Carlisle’s sleek Mercedes. Not wanting to make a liar out of Esme, Carlisle floors it, and soon we’re speeding towards our little town. I want to call Y/n, to let her know we’re on our way, but a thought stops me. Maybe catching her by surprise would be more fun. So, I tuck my phone back in my pocket, and wait.

{***}

The wheels roll against the concrete of the driveway, and I’m sure she can hear it. I nearly tremble with excitement. Should I get out and run? Or should I wait in the car? It’s really only a few miles left, running would be faster. Ugh, but the sun is up and we’re still too close to the main road. A human could see me and that would bring the Volturi here and that would be awful. Okay, so I’ll wait until we’re under the cover of the trees and then-

With Carlisle’s crazy driving, the miles fell away as I contemplated my course of action. The car skids to a stop in front of our house, and I see Y/n’s beaming face from her spot on the front porch.

I’m out of the car in an instant, meeting her halfway and pulling her into a bone-crushing hug. Her joy surrounds me, and I lean closer, intoxicated. I don’t know where her elation ends and mine begins, and perhaps that’s because it doesn’t. Our emotions mingle perfectly, entwined and inseparable.

I begin to feel a bit lightheaded.

She laughs exuberantly, burying her face in my chest. “I missed you so much.”

I lay my head on top of hers, unable and unwilling to contain my smile. “I bet I missed you more.”

Someone makes a gagging sound, but I feel only happiness and relief from those around me. Probably Rosalie, just joking around. But then Y/n grips the back of my neck and pulls me down for a kiss, and I can only focus on her. Wanting to get closer to her, a nearly impossible goal, I push her against the nearest surface, which happens to be side of Carlisle’s car. Her hands tangle in my hair and mine roam her body. There’s a low groan, and suddenly she’s shifting backwards, falling, almost. I shoot a hand out to stop our downward momentum, pressing a fraction of my weight into the top of the Mercedes. We stumble away, wondering what could have happened.

The dent in the shape of Y/n’s back, as well as the handprint on the roof of the car paint a pretty clear picture.

Suddenly, I understand exactly how Rosalie and Emmett broke entire houses. I want nothing, especially not measly little structures of metal and leather, to stand in the way of my passion for her.

Y/n laughs, biting her lip in slight embarrassment, and I can’t help but join in. As soon as they realize what happened, my family bursts into laughter too. With a sheepish expression, I turn to Carlisle. “I’ll fix that.”

“No,” Rosalie stomps over, rolling her eyes. “I’ll fix that. Y/n, go show them what we did.”

Y/n’s excitement flares, as does my curiosity, and she grabs my hand. “Come on.”

Dutifully, Carlisle, Esme and I, trailed by everyone except for Rosalie and Emmett, follow her up to the second floor.

“Behold,” she declares theatrically, throwing the door to her room open.

Her room is completely different from how I left it and undeniably her. Hints of her favorite colors can be found all around the room, as well as things she likes, like soft lights and fluffy blankets—tastes that are likely left over from her human years.

“It’s beautiful,” Esme coos, and we file in the room to get a better look.

Emmett and Rosalie join us then, our bags in hand.

“Car’s fixed but I don’t think it could take another hit like that,” Rosalie smirks, handing me my suitcase.

Emmett chortles. “Yes, do try to control yourself better, dear brother.”

I roll my eyes but thank them nonetheless.

Alice floats around the room, explaining who made and painted and designed what, and Arthur proudly presents the window seat he crafted. I toy with the twinkly lights above Y/n’s bed, enjoying how they reflect small specks of brightness across her face. Then, something catches my attention.

“Your eyes are different,” I murmur, tracing the pads of my fingers over her cheekbone. And it’s true, they do look different. The vibrance of the crimson has faded and the first hints of shining gold peek through. Had they really changed so much in just the few days of my absence? Or had I not been able to notice before since I was with her all the time? No, I correct myself, knowing the truth. I would have noticed.

My observation sends a new burst of happiness through her, and she runs to the nearest mirror, pulling me behind her.

She exclaims in happiness when she sees that, indeed, the redness that marks her as a newborn is beginning to fade. She feels a soft, faint sense of belonging, and I kiss the top of her head.

We agree to unpack and then meet in the living room to debrief, so to speak. It’s my understanding that Carlisle didn’t explain much on the phone, and the others are curious. I tug on Y/n’s hand, pulling her towards the stairs. She follows wordlessly, but I feel her anticipation, her desire. The second I shut my bedroom door, I’m kissing her. Unlike our kiss outside, this one is soft, but no less passionate. Her scent floods my nose, and I realize that it’s not just from her physical presence in front of me, but from the room itself. She’s been in here. Perhaps she missed me and came up here to feel closer to me. That thought makes me smile.

She pulls back, her exhale warm against my neck when she speaks. “You have no idea how much I missed you, how much I worried….” On the contrary, I have an exact idea of her feelings, because I had spent the past five days feeling them for myself. If I hadn’t known it was necessary for me to go to protect my family, to protect her, there’s no way I would have gotten on that plane. I tell her so, and she nuzzles back into my chest.

“Let’s just hope that next time I’ll be controlled enough to go with you.”

I disagree, but say nothing. Even if she grows to rival Carlisle with her control, I will do everything in my power to dissuade her from visiting the Volturi. Still, their invitation looms, and I look for something to distract myself from the sudden darkness filling me.

I notice the surfaces of my room are devoid of dust. My books are straightened, and my bedding smells freshly washed, carrying a hint of Y/n’s scent towards me. A slow, wondrous smile spreads across my face.

“Did you do this?”

She nods, seeming shy. “I remembered how nice it is to come home to a fresh and clean space, and I thought you might like it too.”

I beam, gripping her tighter into a hug and kissing the top of her head. “Thank you!” Truly, I’m thankful, and quite amazed. I’ve never had someone care for me like this before, just a quiet act of thoughtfulness that reminded me that she was thinking of me, that she wanted me to be happy. She hums contentedly, and I’m sure I must be projecting some of the pleasantness I feel onto her.

She plops onto the bed while I unpack. She tells me about her training and how much better she’s gotten, and I beam. A trip might actually be a real possibility.

“Do you want to go to the edge of town tomorrow, try something harder?”

She pauses, and I feel her hesitation. But also her excitement.

“Sure.” She bites her lip. “Just don’t let me kill anybody.”

I lean over my suitcase to place a lingering kiss on her lips. “I never will.”

Esme calls to us then, and she and Carlisle appear outside my door. Y/n gets off the bed to open it and is immediately pulled into a hug.

“Thank you for freshening up our room, dear.” Esme’s voice is soft, her emotions fond. And though Carlisle’s hand is on Y/n’s shoulder, his eyes are on me, feeling certain.

I can only guess as to what that means.

After I put my last few shirts away, we head downstairs, meeting the rest of the family in the living room. Carlisle quickly informs everyone of his discussion with Aro.

“He agreed to dissuade others from attacking us, so that should buy us some time. Now that Aro knows we’re aware of his plot, he’ll have to regroup. I don’t think he’ll bother us for another half century or so.”

“How comforting,” Arthur mumbles sardonically.

I crack a smile.

Edward’s head tilts to the side, considering. “Yes, I can see that, Carlisle. It might be a good idea to get it over with.”

To get what over with?

Edward grimaces, and suddenly I know very well what he means.

“No.”

“Isn’t it better to meet them on our terms than to be caught unprepared,” he suggests, appealing to my sense of strategy.

I shake my head, adamant. “When it was Bella, you did everything you could to keep her away from them. I ask now that you extend the same courtesy to me.”

“Okay,” Y/n holds up a hand, effectively stopping our arguing. “What are we talking about?”

Carlisle sighs, turning his wary gaze to Y/n. “Aro, Caius, and Marcus were very interested in your abilities. They request that I extend an invitation to you to meet them, though with the Volturi, it’s more likely to be a demand than a request.”

I feel her spike of fear and resolve immediately to do whatever I can to keep this interaction from happening. We would go on the run, we would move to a new continent, I would fight them, anything, I-

“That won’t be necessary, Jasper, we have time,” Edward interrupts, sounding unsure. “They’re allowing space for her to become more controlled to travel, so we fudge the timeline.”

“And when they lose their patience,” I counter icily.

“I agree with Carlisle and Edward,” Y/n declares, her voice filled with false confidence. My head whips to look at her. “It will be better if we get the meeting over with rather than allowing it to be an axe hanging over our heads. As soon as I can get on a plane without going on a murder spree, I should go to Volterra.”

I take steadying breaths and squeeze my eyes shut as all the horrible ways this could go wrong flash through my brain. I feel Edward’s sympathy and fight the urge to lash out at him.

Y/n places her soft hand on mine. “For all we know, it could be years, Jasper. Let’s just take this one day at a time.”

With clenched teeth, I nod, though I’m resolved to try and talk her out of this later. She’s less likely to agree here, in front of the family, but maybe when I can get her alone…can influence her emotions to make her more agreeable….

I quickly shake the plan from my head, feeling ashamed at the thoughts. No, her choices are her own and, as much as I might disagree and be terrified of the outcome, I have to respect that. Whatever she chooses though, I’ll be at her side. That much is certain.

“What matters now is that we are all safe,” Carlisle reminds us, doing his best to offer a calming presence. Somewhat reluctantly, I give him a hand. The tension leaves everyone’s shoulders.

Esme smiles, evidently ready to change the subject. “I am in desperate need of a hunt. Would anyone like to join me?”

Venom pricks at my mouth and I remember the fiery burn from the plane, from the castle, from the streets. Yes, I need to hunt as well.

Quite quickly, everyone is running out the back door and into the forest, excited to hunt together. Most vampires prefer to hunt alone, feeling threatened by the presence of another of our kind, but my family is different. I agree with Carlisle’s theory, that giving up human blood and fighting our natural instincts makes us much better at bonding with our kind.

We have to go quite far due to our large hunting party, but Y/n and I stay relatively close to the house, only thirty or so miles away. The game is smaller and less satisfying but I don’t think it would be good for either of us to come across a stray human right now, and it’s less likely that they would be found in the thick forest surrounding our property.

After draining an entire herd of elk, Y/n and I lean against a tree, her head on my chest. I smile, remembering the gift in my pocket.

“As you requested, ma’am.” With a flourish, I pull the stiff rectangle from my pocket and present it to Y/n.

She grins, realizing what it is. “You got me a postcard!”

Before we’d left Volterra, I’d covered myself extensively and ventured out into the last moments of darkness blanketing the city. It had been difficult finding somewhere that was open at five in the morning, but, eventually, I managed, and made it back just in time to slip into the tinted car as the sun peeked over the horizon.

“Thank you,” she hugs the card to her chest then folds it carefully into her own pocket. “I’m going to put it on my wall when we get back.”

I chortle, unable to hide my amusement. “Your one postcard?”

She gives me a look. “I’m going to add to the collection eventually.”

I just smile and rub her arm, pulling her back against my chest.

What I feel is certain. I’m home.

A/n Y’all, I really probably should have waited longer to post this so I could be a chapter ahead but I was just so dang excited for them to reunite! So, here we are. Let me know what you thought of this chapter and if you would like to be added to the tag list!

xx, 

Bjr

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A continued rant of Breaking Dawn Part 2 - Part 1

Just so you know, I was SO CLOSE to finishing this post when Chrome fucking froze on me and I couldn’t get it going again and I couldn’t save what I’d worked on so far, so now I have to rewrite the entire thing from memory, love that for me.  😭😭😭😭😭😭 Tumblr didn’t want to save everything, though, so I had to split it up. Link to Part 2 is at the end.

Well, @diamondkissle and @edwardssparklyskin asked for it and it’s Christmas, so they shall receive. Happy Holidays, guys. I present to you my continued rant of Breaking Dawn Part 2. I will pick up where I left off in the last post, after Bella’s sparkle faint glimmer scene.

So, going straight into it, we got one of my bigger annoyances, and that is this right here:

Um, Carlisle, sweetie, what are you writing that down for?? You have?? Like?? Perfect Recall?? You’re probably gonna remember every single measurement by yourself for like?? Centuries?? Like Bella could ask you five hundred years from now what height Renesmee was at 4PM on Day 5 and you would be able to tell her??? From memory??? What is the notepad for??

Also the terrible CGI on those kids’ faces is just sad. I know they wanted all of them to look like the same child but they could have tried to find more kids who look similar to Mackenzie Foy instead of that obviously fake face replacement, since most of them only show up for literally only a second. Just yikes. I’m not adding screencaps of those here, you guys know what they look like.

One positive thing I will say is that I liked that they didn’t make Bella’s eyes go straight from red to gold, but instead used one or two hues in between until they arrived at gold, like this one during the snowflake-catching scene:

Then of course we have Irina snitching on the Cullens and Caius giving us his cringey but still iconic sarcastic “Hm?”, which just ... well, it is what it is.

And now. AND NOW. We’re going into one of my biggest annoyances of this movie, and I call it SCENES THAT WERE OBVIOUSLY SHOT IN DIRECT SUNLIGHT BUT FOR SOME FUCKING REASON NONE OF THE VAMPIRES SPARKLE. 

Part 1.

For this we are heading up into lovely Alaska where Edward, Bella and Jacob are taking Renesmee to the Denali coven to ask for their support. Now, when Edward steps out of the car, you see that lovely halo around his hair?

Am I the only one who sees this and sees DIRECT SUNLIGHT? Like, if this were overcast his hair would not light up that much on the edges, right???

KATE IS EVEN FUCKING SQUINTING BECAUSE THERE’S SO MUCH LIGHT, HOW IS THIS NOT DIRECT SUNLIGHT????

WHY IS

THERE NO

SPARKLING????????

WE WERE ROBBED. We deserved to 1. get a proper sparkle scene of Bella in the first place and 2. see some of the other vampires sparkle as well. Where is my Alice sparkle scene??? My Esme sparkle scene??? My Emmett sparkle scene???

But yeah, let’s move on, right? Straight into SCENES THAT WERE OBVIOUSLY SHOT IN DIRECT SUNLIGHT BUT FOR SOME FUCKING REASON NONE OF THE VAMPIRES SPARKLE. 

Part 2.

For this we’re heading over to sunny Cairo, where the sun may not be shining down directly on our characters, BUT my point still stands because of this:

You see that lovely light coming through the window? That’s direct sunlight, baby. And even coming through a window it should bounce off vamp skin at least a little bit and make it at the very least glimmer a bit, right?

And yet

Nada. Not even a faint glimmer. Fuck this.

Moving on, we got something that is not exactly a critique so much as an observation. So when we first meet Benjamin and when Benjamin first meets Renesmee, his eyes are very red, as expected. 

But then later, when he declares that he will fight with the Cullens, should it come to it, his eyes look at little more orange to me.

Do you guys think that’s because he’s growing thirsty and they’re darkening, or do you think (which definitely would be interesting) that he hunted animals at least some of the time while visiting (which would go against Amun’s principles) and that’s why the eye color is slightly different?

Next up, the Volturi’s a bit strange interaction with Toshiro.

This is where we see Alec’s power for the first time and while I get that they wanted to visualize it for the audience, I feel like they could have done it differently and still gotten the point across without resorting to literal black smoke. Not sure I’m really happy with it, the way it looks.

One funny thing, though, is the fact that Aro looks like he’s offering Toshiro to join their Victorian goth metal band, lol.

Then we have another strange choice they made with this movie, and that is the way Alistair looks at Bella. Like, here we have him seeing her for the first time, and being quite antagonistic and hostile and a lone wolf

Flash forward to when Bella succeeds with her shield projection for the first time and we have him looking at her like this

Is it just me or does this scream more than just plain being impressed by her abilities? I mean, even though no two shields are exactly the same, they’re not super rare or anything, so why would he look at her like that? It’s weird.

And then of course we have this awkward interaction between them after she returns from her meeting with J. Jenks.

I know part of it is him believing she’s not being genuine about the whole situation with Renesmee and their impending confrontation with the Volturi, but to see him take so much interest in her when he literally doesn’t give a shit about anyone but Carlisle (otherwise he wouldn’t have come in the first place), is really, really odd to me.

Speaking of Bella, another thing that bugs me. When she drops off Jacob and Renesmee at Charlie’s on her way to her meeting with J. Jenks, it’s apparently okay for her not to wear brown contacts, even though?? She’s supposed to be?? Stealthy with Charlie?? If I remember correctly (and correct me if I’m wrong), she always wore brown contacts around Charlie in the book (and she does again later in the movie, too, where Charlie is the only one who doesn’t know she’s a vampire specifically), but here apparently it’s okay even though they’re clearly visible???

But then, when she meets with J. Jenks, who has never seen her before, she puts contacts in??? Even though JJ has no fucking clue gold isn’t her normal eye color?? Even though the Cullens run around humans with golden eyes all the fucking time because no one knows their human eye colors???

MAKE IT MAKE SENSE.

And speaking of the J. Jenks bit. I know they couldn't spend too much time on it, so they decided to do it in one fell swoop, and that's fine, but I still wish we could have gotten the whole part of her finding his office and talking to the guy on the street and everything. Bummer.

Next up, ah, Christmas. How fitting for today. xD So, the Christmas scene is another one that frustrates me a bit. I mean the whole Bedward giving Charlie tickets to go fishing out of town bit and him being like "You guys wanna get rid of me or something?" is quite funny. But like??? Seth and Leah are here, too??? And all we see of them is the back of their heads???

We don't even get a glimpse of them from the front??? Not a tiny bit of awkward conversation between Leah and Bella? Not one clever quip by Seth about anything?? We were robbed, I'm telling you, ROBBED.

This is the end of Part 1. Here is Part 2.

[mapleandgingeroatmeal]

CR2E109- Frigid Propositions

Ooops! I've been moving and then road-tripping the past few days, which makes for a high volume of podcast consumption and a very low amount of blogging time. I also have a week off now, so I plan on going back and categorizing my Rumblecusp thoughts, because I have many. For now though, I want to keep up with this project so I'm writing while things are fresh in my mind. So! With that said, here's 109 thoughts!

I always love a shopping episode. Is that weird? Idk, they're usually light-hearted and role-play heavy, which are two things I love. This one was no exception.

It's so funny to see everyone go completely fucking wild the first time they get any kind of wealth in their pockets. Illegal Fireworks! All the paper in the city! A million stink bombs! A 5,000 gp ring that I will never need! It makes sense for people who live so much in the moment to spend the way they do, but god its also so funny how ecstatic they are to have spends .

Fjord and Yasha are so good together?? Hey? Fjord is such a charismatic guy, he should be good at this, but Yahsa has zero impulse control and he likes to be spontaneous sometimes, so it's like she sucks all his common sense and people skills right out of him when they're together. What a great dynamic omg.

Veth is totally That Mom who makes everyone take terrible matching-christmas-pajama photos and I am so here for it.

It makes me happy to see Veth with her family, but I do always get this feeling like the relationships she has there are so forced and fleeting. They've never spent more than a few days at a time together since she's been back! Matt even makes a point of saying how much Yeza's changed and has become a different person in her absence. I honestly feel Veth and Yeza are really tip-toeing around each other at this point.

Also we went through all of Rumblecusp and we haven't once had a convo about how Veth is feeling/adjusting to her new body? I want that info so badly, but I also totally feel like this is a deliberate character choice on Sam's part. He knows how to constructively interrupt if he wanted a scene of her talking about it, which makes me think Veth is in hard Denial Mode about her feelings and wants and needs rn.

(also over in Widowbrave land, Veth could've given Caleb anything, but she chose a thong?? If that's not a you-can-join-me-and-my-husband-sometime flirt then wtf is it?)

Ashley Johnson came for my entire soul with that church scene. "I think I'm being rebuilt, too". EXCUSE ME I'M SOBBING?? I have been so in love with Yahsa's ard since Obann, some day when I have time I'm gonna scream for an hour about the Wings scene.

Ok not that long ago I said that I wasn't feeling the Fjorjester buildup super hard; I am now revising that opinion. Travis has definitely been laying the groundwork. That unicorn was Fjucking adorable, and I love how he matched Jester's goofy playful energy when he gave it to her. You can see him trying so hard to speak her language and it's just so precious.

And it was so interesting that Caleb pushed them together with the knowledge that he's been a little in love with Jester for a while. I guess he's seen enough of how her and Fjord pretty obviously feel that he's trying to get himself over that one. Also the fact that he may lose Veth has forced him to confront how in love with her he is

It really is incredible how far Beau and Caleb specifically have come. None of these guys are at all who they were at the start, but I feel like the change is most obvious on them. Caleb isn't quite at forgiving himself, but he's slowly letting himself be happy. Beau is reading books and allowing people to love her and commanding a position of responsibility.

Caduceus is finally opening up to friends about his issues and I'm so proud of him? Even if it's just that very little bit. Beyond what he said to Yasha specifically, you can really tell by the things he doesn't say that he's been doing some quiet self-reflection. I mean, "patience can curdle into apathy", hello, projecting much there bud? Think maybe you're not even talking about Yahsa's issues so much any more?

also we got a hint of aro/ace Cad here with his comments about finding the dancing awkward. I am so excited that talks is back, and I cannot wait for someone to ask Tailesen about the choice to create a character with that identity specifically. God I love Caduceus Clay with all my heart and soul. I would die for this wise baby cow man.

AAA I've gotten to Eiselcross I cannot fuckin belive I'm here!! I know I'm still many episodes behind, but I've officially reached the place where I really started seeing enough cr around my lurker feeds to decide I should get into it myself. So it honestly feels like I've reached some arbitrary "caught up" point in my head, bc from here on out I vaguely saw fan reactions to live episodes as they were released. I know whats coming here, and I am SO EXCITED to see it all for reals.

I might be able to do a pseudo-livebloggy thing with the next few episodes since I'm on break, so if there's anybody out there who actually reads these things and was sad I skipped so much, maybe that will make it up to you.

[alexiessan]

Never alone - Chapter Nine - Soulmate AU

AO3

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Hi everyone! I wanted to thank everyone who likes, reblogs and leaves some comments on my story here! It really motivates me to write and I love interacting with you guys! So thank you!

When I started this story, I thought it would be a short one, like 10 chapters at most, and here we are at chapter 9 and I can see it will be more than 10 chapters... Don’t know how long it will be though.

I think you may have been looking forward to a scene in this chapter... Enjoy !

As she made her way to breakfast with Alya — who didn’t see her left eyes when Marinette made her way from her bed to the bathroom, thanks God — the designer didn’t expect to be literally kidnapped by two of her childhood friends. And from the shock on the reporter’s face, she didn’t expect it either.

“What? Nino, Kim?! What are you doing? Let Marinette go!”

It only made Kim laugh as he tightened his grip on the Eurasian girl’s arm.

“No can do Césaire! It’s time for l’équipe des bras cassés — the team of broken arms — to have a reunion! You’ll get her back tonight! Bye Alya!”

And without waiting for an answer from the journalist, the two boys led her to the hotel’s restaurant, forcing her to sit with the two of them at a small table.

Nino, Kim, and her were childhood friends. They knew each other since they were in diapers and, to her dismay, they grew apart as they grew up. They only grew closer again after they were in the same class again back in middle school, when Alya and Adrien joined the school. She was very happy to rekindle her friendship with the two boys, she had missed them, especially when Chloé decided that bullying her was a good way to pass the time.

L’équipe des bras cassés was a name that one of their professors gave their little group when they were still in primary school. She didn’t know what the name stuck with time. Kim kept calling themselves that way, even if it wasn’t a very flattering name in the first place.

Since they rekindled their relationship, the two teens sometimes “kidnapped” her that way, to the shock of the person she was with at the time. It was the first time they took her away from Alya like this, so she could understand her shock to their behavior.

“So, DC. What are you hiding?”

Marinette froze. One of the inconveniences of their friendship — the very same disadvantage of her friendship with Alya — is that after all their years, they knew her too well, just as she knew them too well. They could read her like an open book and there was no hiding anything from them.

But she could still try.

“What do you mean?”

“Just spill, Marinette.” laughed Nino.

Or not. The fashion designer sighed.

“Why do you even think I’m hiding something?”

“You’re oddly happy, DC.”

“I’m always happy.”

It looked like she was having the conversation she had with Rose all over again.

“Yeah, but you’re not just happy. You’re the same kind of happy that Nino was when he started dating Alya. Or like me when I started dating Ondine.”

“Oh, how is she?”

There was a time before Kim started dating his fellow swimmer, where she thought that he and Alix would one day become a thing. After asking them out of curiosity, Alix told her that she was very much aro-ace and Kim never saw her in such a light.

She was very happy for her friend when he started dating Ondine, even if she wasn’t her soulmate. As of right now, the athlete didn’t know anyone who could be linked with the tattoo he was born with.

“She’s fine, thank you. But don’t try to switch topics.”

Marinette grimaced. She was genuinely interested in Ondine’s well being, but she had hoped that Kim would rant a bit about her and then forget about her.

Thanks God, Nino saved her from having to spill anything.

“You know that if you tell us to mind our own business, we will drop it right? We’re curious but we won’t force you to tell us anything if you’re not comfortable.”

The blue-eyed girl smiled.

“Thanks. It’s just… I can’t tell you now, and I probably won’t be able to tell you for a while yet, but it won’t be a secret forever.”

The Asian boy clapped his hands.

“Alright! You just had to say that, DC! We’ll drop it until you’re ready. It’s just… It’s a secret that makes you happy, right? I mean..; If you were in trouble or anything, you know that you can ask for our help?”

Marinette gave him a one side hug, happy that her friends cared about her.

“Of course I know. Don’t worry, it’s a secret that makes me happy, and I will be even happier the day I will share it with you guys.”

“Great! Now, will you guys be there at my next competition?”

The next few days passed in a blur for Marinette. They were already on their last day in Gotham and she didn’t really want to go back. They would take the plane back to Paris the next day.

She had spent every night with Robin, learning a few moves of martial art. She had seen his rude and cynical side and took it in stride. After dealing with Chloé for years, and then dealing with Lila, she could take Robin. Especially since he wasn’t being mean, just brutally honest. But she needed him to be if she wanted to progress. He was still very patient with her and she appreciated it.

She got used to seeing him every day and while they could video call when she would be back in Paris, it wouldn’t be the same.

She will miss him.

“Hey, Marinette, are you with me?”

The girl focused on the voice calling her, seeing Tim looking at her, obviously worrying.

“Ah, sorry I was lost in my thoughts.”

“I could see that.” he laughed. “I was just saying that it’s time for lunch. You should go find your friends, I’m meeting with my father and my brother.”

“Oh, of course!”

In the past few days, Tim has been a great help in her project for her own business. They had worked on fictional businesses until she understood well how to make a business plan before moving on to her own business. She had a notebook almost full of plans for the MDC company.

A very small company of one person, but a company nonetheless in the eyes of the law.

She would have to create a website when she was back in Paris, she thought. She could probably ask Max for his help. And ask him what his prices were.

Once again lost in her thought, she didn’t notice the man in front of her as she left Tim’s office until she collided with him.

“Oh, I’m sorry!”

“You’re early, Damian.” said Tim behind her. Somehow, she could hear the smirk in his voice.

She felt more than saw the boy froze. She took a step back, giving him more space and looked up at his face.

Damian was a boy around her age with black hair styled in an undercut. He had tanned skin and green eyes that looked familiar.

“Oh, you must be Tim’s brother.”

Damian nodded.

“I’m Marinette!” she extended her hand and he shook it briefly. “I’m Tim’s intern for the week.” she smiled.

“Damian Wayne.” he introduced himself.

The co-CEO of Wayne Enterprises put a hand on his intern’s shoulder.

“You will have to excuse him, Marinette, Damian is a bit shy in front of strangers.” He smirked.

The glare the younger boy threw at his older brother could freeze hell.

It did make her freeze.

“Careful, Damian, you’re scaring Marinette here.”

The youngest Wayne flinched, dropping his glare.

“I apologize.”

“No, no, it’s okay. I should head to lunch anyway. It was nice meeting you!”

The young girl waved at them as she left them behind.

She couldn’t help but wonder if she had seen Damian somewhere before.

After Marinette left, the glare returned to Damian’s eyes.

“What the hell, Drake.”

Tim put his hands up as if to show him that he was no threat to his younger brother.

“Hey, now. It wasn’t my fault. And honestly, you didn’t have to glare like that, it’s your own fault that you scared her.”

Damian felt a huge satisfaction as his brother didn’t manage to dodge his kick to the knee.

He turned around, scoffing.

“Hurry up, would you? Father is waiting for us.”

Marinette was sad when the clock struck at 5 pm. During the week, she grew attached to Tim. When they weren’t talking business, they grew to know each other. He would talk about his brothers and his stories about them always made her laugh and made her longing for siblings stronger than ever before. They would talk about their likes and dislikes too and the Parisian really liked Tim as a person.

So, yes. She was sad that she won’t be able to see him again after that.

Tim closed his notebook, looking at her.

“Well, that’s the end of it. It was a pleasure working with you Marinette.” he said as he stood up.

She stood up too, extended her hand.

“Thank you for everything, Tim. I’ve learned so much with you and it was so much fun! I can’t thank you enough.”

The young adult smiled, pushing her hand away.

“Come on, don’t be so stiff. Give me a hug.”

She beamed and did just as he said.

As they broke the hug, the second youngest Wayne handed her a business card.

“Don’t be a stranger. If you got any questions or if you just want to talk, text me or call, alright?”

He grinned and ruffled her hair as she took the card.

“I’ll walk you out.”

As usual, Robin as at her hotel room’s window at eleven sharp, handing her his cape before taking her to the roof.

They sparred a little and Damian taught her the basics of a new move but they didn’t spend as much time on it as they used to.

Soon, they were on the edge of the roof, their legs hanging as they talked of nothing and everything.

The sadness came back for Marinette.

“I’ll miss you, you know?”

Robin looked at her, silent.

“I got used to seeing you every day and… well… I really like you.”

She blushed, not believing how bold she was. She hadn’t planned to say that and she cursed her mouth for moving faster than her brain could think.

“I guess I’ll miss you too.”

The French girl scoffed.

“You guess?” she raised an eyebrow.

“You know what I mean.”

She did. In the two weeks they spent in each other’s company, Marinette learned that Robin struggled with expressing his feelings. When he said that he “guessed that he will miss her”, she knew that he meant that he will miss her too.

The vigilante took something out of his utility belt, handing it to her.

“Here, it’s for you.”

She took the piece of paper, unfolding it to discover a drawing of her and Robin.

She gasped as she saw it.

“Thank you.” she breathed.

A few days earlier, she had told him that he was a shame that they couldn’t take a picture together. Too much risk of someone seeing it on her phone or something. A drawing, though… She could hide it somewhere in her room where no one but her would find it.

It moved her that Robin would do something like that for her.

She could feel him shift beside her, tugging slightly at her hood.

When she looked at him, he was closer than he was before.

She couldn’t help her blush as she noticed that he was looking specifically at her lips.

His lips were suddenly very attractive for her too.

“Can I…” he hesitated a little and she looked directly into his eyes. “Can I kiss you?” he whispered.

“Please, do.”

She met him halfway, his lips capturing hers in a soft kiss that put butterflies on her stomach.

One hand still holding the drawing, she put the other on his jaw, deepening the kiss while keeping it chaste.

Kissing Robin, while giving her butterflies in her stomach, wasn’t like fireworks.

No… It was like coming home.

And while he didn’t tell her with words that he liked her too, this kiss spoke for him.

They spent the rest of the night talking and kissing — some kisses a little less innocent than the first one but they weren’t making out — until it was almost four in the morning.

As Robin decided to take her back to her room, Marinette started to take the cape off.

Robin’s hands stopped her though.

“Keep it.”

“What? But it’s your-“

“Just keep it, damn it.”

Marinette could see the tips of his ears go red and she beamed at her.

“Okay. Thank you.”

She took his face in her hands and gave him a soft, lingering kiss.

She didn’t want this night to end.

“Text me when you’re back in Paris safe, alright?”

“Alright.” she breathed. “I’ll see you… sometimes, I guess?”

His thumb caressed her cheek and she leaned into it.

“I’ll see if I can visit you sometimes.”

With one last kiss from Robin and farewells, he took her back to her room, lingering a little at her windows before leaving.

Marinette sat on her bed, seeing Tikki awake on her pillow. She unconsciously put her hand on her lips, her fingers tracing them.

Tikki gave her a knowing look with a smirk.

“Oh, shut up.” Marinette laughed silently.

She hoped that she would see Robin again soon.

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