#what a beautiful family. please leave me alone btw

[vamprisms]

the it follows entity and the smile entity are blood brothers

[fastandcarlos]

The Littlest Surprise : ̗̀➛ Charles LeClerc

summary: when your lack of presence around the paddock is noted, fans start to speculate. little do they know the real reason for your disappearance…

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

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charles_leclerc: always a joy to have my beautiful niece and nephew at the race and enjoy my biggest fans cheering me on ❤️🏎️

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username1: wondering at what point yn actually decides to show her face again…

carlossainz55: and there i was thinking you were waving up at me 💔

charles_leclerc: @/carlossainz55 when you’re as cute as these two I’ll consider it 😘

username2: some support yn is constantly leaving you at races alone

username3: how come the whole family managed to be there apart from yn 🙃

maxverstappen1: it must be easy being the cool uncle with all that money to your name!

username4: the best uncle is gonna make the best dad too one day 😭

oscarpiastri: how come cousin oscar didn’t get to meet these cool guys!?

charles_leclerc: @/oscarpiastri they only wanna meet the cool drivers 😂

landonorris: @/charles_leclerc you shoulda brought them over to me then 😎

username5: I don’t wanna be that person, but it’s been a long time since we saw yn on the feed…

pierregasly: it was so nice to see them both this weekend 🫶🏻

username6: can we all just calm down, I’m sure yn and charles are fine!!

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charles_leclerc: the race of dreams, so proud of how the whole team performed this weekend 🏆❤️

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landonorris: super race my friend, enjoy the celebrations 🎉

username7: a whole podium and still no sight of yn anywhere 🤔

username8: anyone thought that yn might just be busy??

maxverstappen1: btw I let you have this one 😂

charles_leclerc: @/maxverstappen1 yeah sure you did… 😂😂😂

username9: congratulations charles, so deserved this weekend 🏆

username10: at least the team is there to celebrate with you 🙄

carlossainz55: ik how much this means to you, couldn’t be happier for you brother ☺️

username11: I’m sure yn and charles will celebrate together, with privacy…

username12: I’m so proud of you winning your home race!!

arthur_leclerc: I’ve got the perfect plans for this evening don’t worry about a thing 🤔

charles_leclerc: @/arthur_leclerc that immediately makes me worry 😬

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charles_leclerc: enjoying the off season with my favourite people. just a reminder to mind your business during this off season, there’s nothing to worry about with me 🤍🌊

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username13: charles really telling us to mind our damn business 😂

oscarpiastri: if you need anything you know where I am!

username14: hoping this is charles’ way of telling us him and yn are fine 🙏🏻

landonorris: couldn’t agree with you more 👏🏻

username15: I always knew you guys would be alright!!

carlossainz55: I’ve got your backs always ☺️

danielricciardo: sending you both good vibes for the summer ☀️

username16: enjoy the break charles and the peace and quiet for a while!

arthur_leclerc: getting ready for the best summer ever 💪🏻

username17: hope you and yn get to have the rest you deserve ☀️

carmenmmundt: if yn needs me, I’m only a phone call away ❤️

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ynusername: we’ve been keeping a little secret. charles and i are so proud to tell you that baby leclerc will be with us in the new year. it’s been a far from easy process but we’re so excited 👼💞

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charles_leclerc: you’ve been so incredibly strong, I cannot begin to tell you how proud I am of you ❤️

username18: ah I’m so happy for you guys ☺️☺️☺️

username19: so pleased to hear you’re on the mend yn 💞💞

arthur_leclerc: present and ready to be the coolest uncle in the world 🎉

username20: I’m so ready for charles’ dad era!!!!

lilymhe: cannot wait to visit you and get all the baby cuddles in the world soon 👼

username21: shout out to all the people sending congratulations who were convinced they’d broken up 🙄

carlossainz55: I’m gonna be back at ferrari every week making sure I visit now 😂

charles_leclerc: @/carlossainz55 can williams offer you an adorable baby like we can??

username22: this is the best news ever, cannot believe my fave duo are going to be parents…

pierregasly: ik just how much you guys have wanted this, couldn’t be happier for you both!!

username23: I’ve been dreaming of a post like this for so long and now it’s finally true 😭

oscarpiastri: buzzing to welcome another leclerc into our family 😂🫶🏻

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charles_leclerc: making sure to capture all the moments with my best friend and bump ��

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landonorris: the caption said best friend…but I wasn’t on this trip with you??

charles_leclerc: @/landonorris do I have to explain this to you??

username24: it’s not fair how two expecting parents can be so cute ☺️

ynusername: thank you for choosing the photo where I don’t look like a swollen mess 😘

charles_leclerc: @/ynusername you look breathtaking in every photo I have of you!

username25: I bet charles’ camera roll is absolutely adorable rn 😭

arthur_leclerc: you better be taking care of the best sister in law in the world!!

ynusername: @/arthur_leclerc you’re only saying that cause I’m pregnant 😂

username26: I wish I could pull off pregnancy as well as yn omg

username27: the cutest set of photos I’ve ever seen in my life

maxverstappen1: make the most of all the peace and quiet whilst you still can!!

username28: now this just makes me feel incredibly single 💔

username29: this is the definition of living the dream now

carlossainz55: can’t believe you guys went out on the boat without me 😭

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ynusername: one last race for me for the season, charles has officially now put me on house rest until the baby arrives 😂❤️

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username30: get plenty of rest baby mama… you deserve it!

charles_leclerc: forever cheering me on, see you at home soon 💕

username31: thank you for always being by charles’ side ❤️🏎️

georgerussell63: make sure if you need anything you give carmen a call!!

username32: what are we going to do without you in the paddock?? 😭

iamrebeccad: can’t believe we’re never gonna be in the same paddock again 💔

ynusername: @/iamrebecad I promise to come and visit as soon as I’m back 💞

username33: I can just imagine charles refusing to even let you lift a finger too!

username34: counting down til baby leclerc arrives now 🥺

lewishamilton: looking forward to being right beside you next year and babysitting 😂😂

username35: pls make sure you get plenty of rest, make the most of sleep whilst you can!!

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charles_leclerc: making sure to not let these two idiots feel left out as we prepare for the baby to arrive…turns out they are actually quite needy 😂🥺

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username36: I love how needy the leclerc boys are ❤️❤️

arthur_leclerc: I will be round your house every single day don’t you worry 😂

charles_leclerc: @/arthur_leclerc changing the locks as we speak!

username37: they’re definitely not gonna be left out, they’re never gonna leave your side 😂

landonorris: I feel like I’m looking at promo for the next boy band or something… 🤮

username38: not emotionally prepared for these photos…

ynusername: my three favourite human beings 🫶🏻

charles_leclerc: @/ynusername I better be the number one!!

username39: I love the bond these guys have 🥺

oscarpiastri: seems you were forgetting an important part of the family here 🤔

username40: bet charles is secretly hoping for a boy to add to this trio!!

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ynusername: btw charles has been using this holiday to practice everything he knows about babies and doing nothing else 😂 according to him he’s perfect 🥺

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username41: the baby isn’t even here yet but I already know charles is gonna be the cutest dad in the world

carlossainz55: rebecca says these photos have got her in her feels…so kindly stop 😩

ynusername: @/carlossainz55: bets it’s you guys next 🥳

username42: look at how much of a natural he is 😭

pierregasly: btw he’s not stopped telling me how excited he is to become a dad 😂

username43: my heart can’t cope with the dad feels rn

charles_leclerc: thanks for flexing how good of an uncle I am 💪🏻

username44: thank you yn for blessing my timeline with these 🙏🏻

landonorris: were these just an excuse to post topless charles again???

username45: if you ask me, charles is most definitely perfect 😂

username46: can the baby just hurry up and arrive now pls…

lilymhe: you just wait until it’s your baby he’s holding instead 🥲

ynusername: @/lilymhe I cannot wait 🥺

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charles_leclerc: we are so happy to share that our baby boy is here…mum and son are doing amazing and i’ve just about stopped crying for now 🥺💕

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username47: crying. screaming. throwing up.

arthur_leclerc: I’ve never been prouder of the two of you than I am right now!!

username48: congratulations charles and yn, we’re so happy for you 🥺

oscarpiastri: welcome to the family little one 🥺😂

username49: another boy to add to the leclerc family 🥳

scuderiaferrari: welcome to the newest member of the tifosi ❤️🏎️

landonorris: I’ve been refreshing my feed all day 😂 so glad he’s here and healthy 💕

username50: his little face, I can’t cope with how cute he is 😭

carmenmmundt: glad to hear mum and baby are good, get plenty of rest you three 😘

pierregasly: it’s not fair, how do you guys manage to make such cute babies!?

username51: can already tell this dude is gonna be a heartbreaker one day!

lewishamilton: so pleased he’s here safely, congrats you two!!

username52: he’s finally here omg 🥺

carlossainz55: could not be happier for you guys, cannot wait to meet little man 💞

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˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ! ´ˎ˗

[latenightdaydreams]

Can you write about Viking!Konig who's the leader of his clan. One time he raids a random village and meets fem!reader, who's beautiful with her hazel eyes and round breasts. Then he takes her as his wife!!!!! Ahhhhh I'm crazy about this. I'm sorry for asking too much 😭😭😭 BTW thank you for accepting my previous request ❤❤❤ love ya so muchhhhh

König is 100000% a boobie man and I will die on that hill😮‍💨 lmao, I LOVE this!!!! Don't ever feel bad for requesting. I'm having a bit of a writers block and this story helped me find my flow again🩷. I hope you're well and taking care of yourself🥰🥰

Viking!König x Reader (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List

>cw: fem/afab, violence, naughty thoughts

1.0k word count

Part 2 Part 3

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You wake up from your slumber hearing the screams from your neighbors in the small village you live in. You rush past your family who is now also scrambling to their feet, your husband rushing to gather himself as your children panic. You open your door slightly to see rooftops on fire and dead bodies lying in the roads.

Quickly, you close the door and turn to your husband with wide eyes, “Callum, it’s Vikings…” Your voice shakes with fear. You’ve heard stories from other villages about their attacks, leaving nothing but death and sorrow in their paths.

“We have to run, grab the children!” Callum whispers loudly as you stand there feeling overwhelmed with emotions. Everyone always assumed this village would be safe, untouchable, but this proved them all wrong.

Rushing to your children, you quickly squat down, “We are going to have to run, as fast as you can, okay?”

The children nod their heads crying, your oldest trying to be brave for you. Just then you all jump as the door is flung open. Screaming, you turn to see three big men and an equally large woman enter your home. An even bigger man, ducks to enter your home. Your eyes go wide seeing him, you’ve heard of the giant Viking man, but you assumed he was more of a myth to instill fear in people.

Using your body to shield your children as you step in front of them, you look to your husband. Callum seems to be frozen in fear, unable to even breathe. There’s a moment where no one moves and it’s quiet other than the sounds of your children crying.

The large man has a mask covering his face, his pale blue eyes are the only part of his face that is visible in the low light in the home. He has an aura about him that could strike fear in any warrior’s heart.

“P-please leave us, we don’t have much.” You speak up, your voice trembling.

The leader turns to two of the other Vikings and speaks to them in a language that you’ve never heard before. They nod and move to my husband, restraining him. He screams and the woman hits him, making you fear for your lives more. You look up wide eyed as the tall man begins to approach you.

König sees the family before him, a man frozen in fear, three children cowering behind their mother, and then their mother… you. A small but brave woman, brave enough to speak up when her husband couldn’t. It makes him impressed, wondering what type of woman could be so bold.

König approaches you with a hungry look in his eyes. His gaze drops down to the way the thin fabric of your nightgown clings to your body. Your breasts are massive and perfectly round, nipples hard and poking through the fabric. König has always loved a woman with large breasts and a little extra. Your breasts looking so perfectly full, his mind begins to wonder if you are still feeding your youngest. Your body is simply perfect for him.

“Name?” König asks in a low voice.

“Leave her alone!” Your husband shouts, trying to protect you. He gets hit by one of the people restraining him.

“I- I’m y/n.” You respond trying to be brave.

The closer he got the more his true size became obvious. The smell of his clothes-stained copper from the blood and his natural musk filled your nostrils. You feel small as he towers over you. His eyes are still wandering your body.

“I’m König.” He says finally.

He feels himself getting lost in your eyes as he takes in the beautiful color. You gaze up at him with the most stunning sage green eyes speckled with golden brown. The most beautiful hazel eyes he has ever seen. Gently he raises a hand to your face and caresses it, leaving a streak of blood behind. Your skin is so soft to his large and rough hand. He can only imagine the rest of you is this soft.

“Is this your husband?” He points to Callum.

“Yes, and these are our children. Please, we are simply farmers. We don’t have much.”

“Hm, I see.” König takes a deep breath and looks down at your breasts again. “Are you still feeding the youngest?”

“Y-yes…” You answer hesitantly wondering what type of question is that.

That is exactly what he wanted to hear. You are not only bold, daring, and beautiful; but also soft, desirable, and can create children for him. This is what he’s been looking for, and he finds you here. Wasting your milk on a weak man’s offspring.

“Perfect, you’ll be coming with me.”

Your jaw drops stunned as you look up at him shaking your head no, “I- I can’t leave my family. My husband-”

“That man? He’s not worthy of you. You deserve more, and I intend on giving it to you. Now please Liebling, don’t fight.”

König steps to you and grabs your arm to pull you away from your children. Your husband begins to yell at König, saying that he can’t do this. He can’t just take you. Your children stand confused, not understanding the whole situation completely while the youngest cries.

“Please, don’t.” You whimper, looking back at your family as he drags you away.

“You’ll be happy with me. You aren’t a farmer's wife, you’re a queen. My queen. Now come.” König scoops you up into his arms bridal style, his fingers digging into the supple flesh of your thighs as he carries you away from your small home.

“Don’t worry, my people will let your family live.” König whispers to you as he walks. His eyes are drifting down your body. He feels the anticipation rising as he begins to walk you back to his clan’s ship on the coast near your village. He wants you in his home, in his bed, undressed where he can enjoy you and gaze into your eyes as he makes you cum. Soon.

Part 2, Part 3

[thecowinblack]

A LONG LOST LOVE

Pt.1

Pairing: Y/N x Klaus Mikaelson

Summary: You have been looked in a chest for 200 years. A chest Mikael trapped you in. One day the Scooby gang just accidentally manages to get the chest open, Asking you to go to a ball where your husband and the rest of your family is going to be...

Warnings ⚠️: Swearing, a little angst, fluff, mentions to sex, blood and spoilers (Kind of)

A/N: Hi! Thank you so much for choosing this fic! It's my first TVD one and I deeply hope you'll like it. If you want a pt.2 please like and comment! Btw just pretend that Astrid's just dead!

Prologue

Damon opened the chest before him. Bonnie had been able to destroy the invisible magical bonds that were tying it together, but it'd taken all her power and right now Elena was taking her upstairs to get some sleep.

"Just open it up already." Stefan or at least the Ripper said.

Damon rolled his eyes and slowly lifted off the top of the chest. Stefan stepped forward to see what was in there and for a moment he was mesmerized. In the chest law a woman who looked like she was sleeping. Her Y/h/c hair law outspread by her head and her clothes looked like they were from the 1800. Suddenly her eyes opened and a gasp for air sounded through the abandoned house.

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You were awake. For the first time in so long you were awake. You could feel your heart beating eyes slowly opening and you could breath. Looking up, you saw two men, correction two vampires, presumably brother based on their looks. Suddenly you felt a hunger snap in your chest.

"Blood-I need blood..." You scream whispered. The taller of the men, threw you a blood bag, and as you slowly sat up to drink it you felt their eyes on you.

"Who are you?" The one with dark brown hair asked. Looking at you curiously.

"I'm Y/N Mikaelson, where the fuck did you guys find me?" You questioned them.

"Mikaelson? Are you Klaus and Rebekah's sister?" The taller one demanded you.

"Sister? God no, I'm Klaus's wife. You know where he is?" You asked them.

"We can't take you to him right now, we need more information, and we're not scared to force answers out of you." The brown hair threatened you. As you let out a low laughter and stood up, telling them.

"I am Y/N Mikaelson, first of my name. The only witch, vampire hybrid there is. I'm thousands of years old. How the fuck do you intend to 'force answers' out of me? You mimicked the brown haired voice by the threatening part.

"Look I'm sorry for my brother. I'm Damon this is Stefan. We just really need your help. The Mikaelsons are hosting a ball tonight. And our... Friend is going, no matter what we say. She wants to get more information about them, please just go and keep them distracted so that nothing happens to her and we'll leave you alone." The taller one, no Damon begged.

"Sure." You sighted.

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The dress: https://pin.it/73RwkmiWq

You were getting ready at the Salvatores hiding so that their 'Friend' wouldn't know about the plan. You'd chosen a long red beautiful dress with a slit that went far up your leg. As you put on your sleeves you heard a knock on your door and Damon stepped Inside.

"Well you look good, almost as good as me." He cockily told you as you rolled your eyes.

"You ready to go?" He asked. You nodded as an answer, applying the last of your makeup. He led you up to a fancy carriage and helped you up. The ride to the mansion was tense. Damon had filled you up on everything that had happened to them in the last year and no you weren't ashamed of your husband. He did what he did.

"Well look at that were fashionably late. Why don't I go inside and you'll come in in 5 minutes?" Damon wondered.

"Yeah sure." You answered him.

After waiting for a couple minutes you stepped out of the carriage and walked towards the mansion, your body stiff with nervousness. As the doors opened you felt everyone's eyes on you. You knew this was a vampire ball and most old and intelligent vampires knew who you were. A myth, a legend.

Everything seemed to stop when you locked eyes with Klaus who had seemed to be making a toast. A loud crash sounded through the ballroom when he dropped the glass in his hand and ran to you. Wrapping his arm about you, your lips met. It was a soft kiss, but with something in the background, a promise for more. When the two of you pulled apart, you saw Rebekah, your best friend walk towards you. You quickly pulled her in, even though Klaus wouldn't let go of your hand.

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When the ball was finally over Klaus dragged you with him to his painting studio. Everywhere there were paintings of you and you felt your eyes tear up.

"Hey, don't cry love." He told you, wiping the tears of your face.

"We have so much to talk about." You sobbed.

"I think that can wait, love" he said pushing you against the wall and pressing his lips against yours.

[fleursbending]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲'𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. | Sully Family

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 : "You taught me that love doesn't make us weak, it makes us stronger." Sully! Reader to Sully! Parents? Just a fluffy family fic please

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : sully!family x sully!daughter

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : becoming one with the metkayina's has not been an easy task. as everyone continues to settle in their own ways, your family begins to grow more worried about your well-being. this isn't the sully they know. you're withdrawn, and quiet. what better way to fix that than to seek you out when you least expect it?

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : hi if you're confused so am i! there were issues when i first posted this so i am reposting it again. thank you for the love on the previous one though! // trust me this is fluffy 😭 just have to go through a lil angst to get to that part <33 this is purely a self-indulgent hurt/comfort fic! didn't fully proofread this btw! pls feel free to reblog and leave your thoughts in the comments.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : bullying, discrimination, angst but fluff at the end, descriptions of loneliness, hurt/comfort, you're gonna wish even more that u were a sully after reading this.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 3.2k words

𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 : hiiiiii my luvs you can read part 2: here !🙏🏼

The ocean was not your friend, you could only look at the endless channel of water in disdain. This was far too daunting for you, you liked the little rivers or ponds back at home. The sealife while beautiful, petrified you.

You missed the lush greens and the smell of the dew from the occasional rain back in the jungle. It was easy to forget your responsibilities, not that you had as many as your other siblings. Being the second youngest Sully had its perks. Not older than Lo'ak, and not younger than Tuk.

The "expeditions" you went on now made you look like a fool. You didn't know the terrain here, how to navigate fluidly through the water like Tsireya, Ao'nung, or Roxto.

Each passing day your siblings got better at managing to hold their breath, and riding their Ilu's. But you were still stuck in the past.

It felt reality kept kicking you in the face. Your stubborn self was annoyed as well. Holding a grudge against your family. It seemed like no one missed home. You understood why your parents made the decision they did, but it didn't make the act of doing so hurt any less.

At least you had these quiet moments before your thoughts ran rampant to practice your breathing.

You were suddenly interrupted from your twisting thoughts when a nudge was directed at your head.

It was Ao'nung and his crew.

"Leave me alone." You hissed at them, not wanting to deal with their bullshit today.

"Leave me alone." Ao'nung mocked you as he tugged on your tail.

You quickly stood up, looking to see if any of your family were close by. They weren't. You were supposed to be back in the Mauri but once again, you lost track of time.

"No one is here to help you, Y/n."

They grabbed your hand, poking insults at you and your family. You knew better than to talk back, especially if no one was here to help you out. It was 4 against 1. So instead you bit your lip and kept your mouth shut.

"Roxto, are you there?" His mother called from around the corner, startling the goonies.

"You're in luck, scram!" Ao'nung hissed at you.

Eyes widening, you stumbled as you rushed back to your Mauri. You didn't dare look back at your tormentors.

Once you were a few steps away, you slowed your pace. Catching your breath, before making your way inside.

The worried chatter of your family halted when you made your presence.

Neytiri stopped pacing, moving over to you and grabbing your face in her hands.

"Ewya help me before I lose it. Where have you been? You're 15 minutes late! I was about to send your brothers out to look for you."

Had it really been that long?

"I'm sorry." You looked down in shame. It's weird being on the brunt end of the stick. Even your parents have grown more accustomed to having to tell you off rather than Lo'ak. It was definitely odd.

"You didn't answer your mother's question, where have you been?" Jake didn't like being stern with you, but you being late to dinner had been happening more regularly.

You used to be a stickler for these dinners, being the one to push for them. How everyone had to be in attendance, and on time. It was family bonding time, moments to catch up on what everyone had done that day.

"Just around, I was with my Ilu - I'm sorry." You looked down to the Mauri's floor, unable to meet your father's eyes. It was hard lying to him.

Neteyams eyebrows arched in confusion, he had just been with his Ilu. You were nowhere in sight. He decided to let it slide this time, but he couldn't help but wonder where you snuck off too.

"Alright well, you really got to keep track of time yeah. You used to love these dinners!"

"Yes, and I still do!" You answered too quickly, not missing a beat.

If Jake wasn't suspicious before, he certainly was now. But like Neteyam, he decided to let it slide. Your brothers had told him and Neytiri how you've been struggling to catch up and learn everything in the lessons.

That was partially it, but if only he was aware of the bigger picture.

Jake nodded, looking to Neytiri. She also held a look of concern, but Jake made a silent signal that basically stated:

"We shouldn't push it, not now."

"Well, let's eat before the food gets even colder." Neytiri ushered her kids over, keeping a close eye on you.

Your family gathers around the food that was already set, and start eating. As all your siblings chatted excitedly about the activities they've done throughout the day. You didn't say a thing, not even piping in.

Neytiri and Jake once again met gazes, thinking the same thing.

Something's wrong with our daughter.

Soon dinner was over and it was time to rest, as your family rested together you couldn't help yourself as you removed Tuk's arm that clung to your shoulder.

Maneuvering your way outside, you jumped into the water. Why sleep when you can practice again?

Before Eclipse ended you made sure to squeeze the excess water out of your hair and made yourself comfortable alongside your family. Your body ached and could no longer fight off your sleep deprivation. But it was worth it, you could hold your breath a lot longer now under water.

From then on, it gradually got worse. Even your siblings would struggle to find you throughout the day. You'd take longer naps through the day, and Lo'ak knew you were sneaking out at night. Your essence seemed to further rid itself from you, and all that was left was a hollow shell of yourself.

They too, shared similar thoughts with their parents. No longer could they see you dwindle away. It didn't sit right with them, you're a Sully through and through. Sully's stick together.

So they did what they know best and was most accessible to them, track.

Instead this time they weren't on a hunt, or looking for what was to be a good meal for their clan. They were following the steps of their baby sister.

If you stepped out of your brain for a moment, you would have immediately clocked them. But once again, Y/n was shut in her own bubble.

"Bro, don't you find it weird that she hasn't realised we are here?" Lo'ak whispered as he looked at you behind the leaves keeping them hidden.

"Shut up, Lo'ak" Neteyam grumbled. He didn't want to agree even if his words held some truth.

"Hey, I have to agree with him. We shouldn't have been able to get this far. She's usually far too hyperaware of her surroundings." Kiri observed you, stunned and clueless.

They'd never been to this part of Awa'atlu before. They'd been so fixated on the ocean. They had yet to really explore the area that surrounded their new home. It oddly felt like they were waltzing through their past.

At last, you came upon your tree. You liked it because it had a specific branch that you could curve into. Blend in, and be one with your surroundings. Like you had used to do before in the jungle. This was now your next best option.

Your siblings looked in confusion at one another, not understanding how this could be the reason you've been periodically gone. Did you spend all your time here?

But then it came.

It was barely there, and you were struggling to catch your breath. The cries.

It strikes through the serene sounds of the waves crashing against the shore, and the nearby insects chirping.

Your sibling's ears flattened as they looked at each other in sheer worry. You were a spitfire, but you had always been calm and collected. The physical embodiment of the word warm. Happiness was always with you. So where did it all go wrong?

"Great mother, I fear that I am not good enough. I thought consistency was key, I've been trying to practice anytime I can. But I'm so tired. I've never felt this weak and useless?" You mumbled to yourself, looking up into the sky.

Groaning in frustration, you continued. "Maybe Ao'nung was right. I will never be one of the people. I will always be too alien. I will never be able to live up to my family."

Lo'ak enraged by the doubts you had voiced stepped out from their cover.

Your ears tuned into the noise, you finally tuned into your senses and became more alert. As you hopped off the branch, hastily wiping your tears.

"Brother." You choked out, lips trembling.

He took slow steps towards you, trying to soothe you as he brought you into a hug.

"Baby sister," he said so quietly, solemnly.

You couldn't remember the last time he hugged you, and neither he could he. It wore his heart down, seeing you in such a vulnerable state.

Soon the presence of more arms wrapped around you both, clinging onto you - securing you in their grasps. For the first time in a long time, tenderness surged through you.

"We've got you, Y/n. You're going to be alright. Let it all out now." Neteyam who was at your right side gave you a gentle kiss on your forehead, muttering to himself - "Oh my baby sister."

Kiri had never felt such pain from you, it came off in waves. And it almost debilitated her. In that moment, it was the most protective she had felt for you. It synced through all of them, a fire had awaken in the pit of their souls - so fierce that even Toruk Makto would flinch from it.

Slowly your breaths began to ease, and your tense shoulders slumped down. It was emotionally taxing having had all these emotions balled up inside you. Now it was unraveling, and it felt all too bittersweet.

Your siblings sensing this, mellowed out on their group hug they were giving you. Moving over, you all settled down against the tree you've been confiding in moments before.

Tuk grabbed your hand while Kiri tucked your intricate braids behind your ears. You mouthed a "thank you", leaning your head on her shoulder.

All it took was Neteyam to ask a very simple question, "What's been going on, baby sister?"

And once your mouth opened, you decided - why not just let them in on everything? So you did.

You told them about how ashamed and humiliated you had felt when you started lagging behind. How Ao'nung and his friends would tease you whenever they had the chance to do. (It was always away from prying eyes). Due to that, it only made the feelings of hatred you harbored for yourself - increase a tenth-fold.

A deliberately belligerent cycle was born. Self-doubt equated to "I will push myself to the brink of exhaustion". You'd seek out your family thinking they'd have noticed. But they were too caught up in their own commitments to realise your intentions.

All you wanted was for any of them to see the hard work you had been pouring in to adapting here. But how could they when you always lingered on the outskirts?

Late to dinner, late to the lessons, never seen. They couldn't appreciate what was in front of them because they hadn't witnessed it themselves. How utterly ironic.

"I see why you didn't, but I wish you had told us, Y/n. We could have helped you." Kiri insisted as she patted your head.

"I know." You grumbled, but you were grateful for how attentive they are to you.

"Ao'nung will pay." Lo'ak seethed, completely shifting the topic of conversation.

Neteyam rolled his eyes and interjected. "He will, but not in the way you are seeing it in your mind right now. We have to go to dad and mum about this."

Your irritated eyes widened, leaping up from where your back had laid against the tree. Y/n scowled at Neteyam, her tail flicking in anguish. No, not her parents.

"Absolutely not, 'Teyam. They mustn't know anything of this." You countered him, disbelief flooding your features. Your parents would only perceive you as a failure, and that was the last thing you could stomach right now.

Neteyam stood up by you, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder. He shook his head at you and gave you one of his brotherly grins.

"Baby sister, they are just as worried as we are." He looked behind you, and urged you to turn around.

Oh great mother, that could only mean one thing.

Ember crashed on ember, one filled with panic, and two filled with distraught. The tension was taut, but all your parents wanted to do was cradle you in their arms like they had in your first few months of life.

"Kids, back to the Mauri." Jake ordered them, pointing back to where it was.

"But dad-" Lo'ak butted in, worriedly looking at you.

"It's okay. Thank you, Lo'ak." You coaxed him to join your siblings who were also hesitating a little.

They disappeared amongst nature, and their footsteps grew fainter and fainter. Until all that was left was your heartbeat pounding in your ears. It felt oddly comforting being in their company even though doubt was eating you up from the inside.

It's been a while.

Neytiri was the first to approach you, her hands shook as she cradled your face. She took you in for the first time in weeks, and this time she was able to do it properly. Lately, she'd only been able to admire you whilst you sleep, or during meals.

In the morning you'd be gone in a blink of an eye. Throwing a haphazard, "I'll see you later", over your shoulder.

She missed you profoundly, so much that it physically pained her sometimes. Neytiri treasured you deeply, to put it bluntly - her heart felt like it'd been slashed by a Thanotor ever since you started pushing yourself away.

Jake followed in his mate's footsteps. His eye's tearing into your soul and trying to catch if there had been any distinct changes that have occurred to you.

"You don't look like yourself." Jake stumbled on his words.

Neytiri hissed, smacking your dad on the back of his head. A slight giggle escaped you that made both of their hearts sing. "Ma jake."

"Sorry." He mumbled, giving you a cheeky grin.

Y/n's doubts were already melting away before she herself could even acknowledge it. She grabbed both her parent's hands, leading them over to her tree not too far away from where they had been standing.

Mimicking how she and her siblings were just before. She settled against the tree again, bringing her parents down with her.

The trio admired their surroundings, taking in the wonders of Pandora. Especially Jake, and Neytiri. This is the closest they've felt to something akin to the jungle they'd once inhabited.

"I'm sure you heard everything, and it is true. I am sorry if I've disappointed you guys. I thought I could manage it all on my own."

Neytiri played with your hair and could only chastise your words. "You did not disappoint us, if anything - you infuriated us. We were just worried about you, our dear daughter."

Jake nodded in agreement. "We love you, and we want to be there for you. We will if you allow us. That's what we are here for. You don't need to fight these battles alone. Remember what I told you, baby girl?"

You rolled your eyes and pushed your dad away from you jokingly.

"It's us against the world." You mumbled.

Jake teasingly put a hand to his ear. "I'm sorry? What was that? I couldn't hear you."

Neytiri let out a soft laugh at you two's antics, watching with endearment sparkling in her eyes.

Clearing your throat, you reiterated your words. "It's us against the world."

Jake did extravagant hand motions, "More enthusiasm please!"

You were beaming, yelling out, "It's us against the world!"

"That's right baby, it is." Jake wrapped an arm around your shoulders bringing you to his side. Neytiri instinctively leaned against you both.

Y/n couldn't help but admire her parents. They were her foundation, her protectors. She couldn't believe that she used to be ashamed of being a Sully. It was her legacy, one she is only beginning to pave. She wasn't about to let Na'vi who didn't truly know her, dictate her life any longer.

"You taught me that love doesn't make us weak, it makes us stronger." You started, staring at your parents.

"I just - I couldn't catch up. There are so many other bigger things to worry about, and I thought.. I don't know. That I'd overcome this. I tried to love the ocean and the people. But I miss home. I miss everything that was green, now it's just all blue! That's actually why I like this place so much." You rambled, arms waving erratically. It felt gratifying to get it off your chest, especially to the two people you have wanted to tell from the get-go.

Your parents nodded, taking all your words in. But they were still conflicted. Their daughter had a competitive nature like no other, every time the world pushed her down - she always got back up. If you were lagging behind so much, you would have just pushed yourself more. Work extra hard, and seek help from your family.

But you haven't done any of that this time. All the means necessary she could have used as a stepping stone were left out of this equation. Instead, you had suffered in silence.

"You know, Y/n. It's not your fault for feeling like you don't belong. But you are one of us. You are Sully, you are the embodiment of strong heart. It does not matter what others say to you when no one else is there. It does not matter that you have 5 fingers." Neytiri protested, sighing.

She made sure you were looking at her, hearing her.

"What matters is how you control how it affects you. You are still growing, baby. This is a lesson you will remember for a lifetime and the next." Neytiri advised you, squeezing your hand.

"Your mother is right. At the end of the day, the power is in your hands. So use it, sweetheart. Follow your heart, and let us know next time if it gets a little too much. Alright?" Jake expanded on what Neytiri had told you.

You looked down at their hands holding yours. Yeah, Sully's really do stick together. And you wouldn't trade that for anything else in this world and all the other's orbiting you.

"Alright." Y/n restated, tugging both of her parents up with her. They stared at their child with confusion.

"Let's go back home." This time what you threw over your shoulder to them was a sweet smile, dimples and all.

Neytiri and Jake spoke with only their eyes as they let Y/n guide them back to their Mauri.

Our daughter is going to be just fine.

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Y/n's laughter could be heard inside the Mauri as she played in the water with Tuk just in front of their home.

Jake turned to Lo'ak and Neteyam who were doing some chores.

He cleared his throat, scratching the back of his neck.

"I'll turn a blind eye if you decide to give Ao'nung a beating or two. Just for today." Jake mentioned, before going back to cleaning his gun.

Lo'ak had a devious grin, rubbing his knuckles together, "Yes Sir."

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[joliackermann]

Just a human

Hello :3 The Addair post I have been warning you all about is finally here. I have so much more to say, but I feel like this post would end up being much too long if I would add all that as well. Spoilers for the game! Have fun :3 And if you have anything to add, feel free to leave a comment! Also please tell me if there are any issues with the screenshots enqonkfmqf I hope everything works! The way the game decides to present Addair is quite interesting. Every step was thought through and with intention. Assuming the player walks around, looking at the different rooms, the first impression one is going to have about Addair is going to be quite a negative one. Like in any other videogame, most people just walk around, looking for things they can click on. The only thing that fits this criteria in Addairs room is this poster:

This instantly lets the player know that this person is not someone who is liked by the main protagonist, and thus probably not a person that should be liked by the player either. The game's intentions are clear. But what I found interesting is that this poster is not the main focus when you view it.

This is what it looks like when you click on it. As you can see, the poster, the thing Caz comments on, is not in the middle, not the sole main focus. Even though Caz doesn’t comment on it, and quite frankly, most people choose to ignore it, there are pictures of children up on the wall as well. The game even lets you get closer to them by putting them basically right in front of you. Like it’s telling you “Hey look, this man isn’t that bad, you just have to look for yourself” but in a really obvious way. Most people just don’t seem to look that far. While Caz only comments on the poster, the pictures are right there. This man is a father and he cares enough to hang his children up on the wall. 

This is a screenshot of his desk, With a letter written by his child, a cute little drawing of an oil rig and a card from someone, telling him to come home soon. This man has a family. They miss him. Reading the letter written by the child, the player learns that the little horse figure belongs to the child and Addair has it there to repair it, just like he did with the child's skates earlier. One of Addairs voice lines is "Think of the money, just think of the money." Working on an oil rig pays well. Going by his voice lines, and the fact that Addair would rather spend the time fixing his childrens toys than buying new ones, it is highly likely that his family has some issues when it comes to money. 

He has even more drawings hanging in his room:

This man has a family at home that misses him and, going by this note from Trots, also a child that something has happened to? It doesn’t really specify what happened, but the note says “Sorry to hear about your wee lad.” Which, btw, beautifully highlights the humanity of these characters. Trots and Addair have quite different ideologies and opinions, but that doesn’t stop Trots from adding this line to his note. He doesn’t have to. Addair would probably not care if it wasn’t there. But this is a beautiful example of how the game makes these characters feel like actual human beings. 

As the player continues his way through the game, most people will probably end up in the crew lounge by this point. There are two minor things I want to talk about here really quickly. The first thing is the darts tournament.

Addair didn’t even sign up, implying that he doesn’t really want to have anything to do with the others, or they with him. 

The next thing are the jukebox suggestions.

Addairs suggestion does not receive a single vote, implying that he is very much alone in his taste when it comes to music. 

Moving on to the canteen where the player talks for the first and the only time with Addair. The conversation is very much negative, with Addair and Caz provoking and insulting each other, Addair even threatening Caz with his butterknife at one point. Realistically speaking, the knife would probably not have done any real harm, but the symbolism speaks for itself. But look at the way Addair is sitting:

He is sitting on his own in the corner of this big room, facing the others. Why is he sitting alone?

They even wrote “eejit” next to his name. 

Why is he facing the room? Maybe because he does not trust the others. Or maybe because, even though they don’t like him and he does not like them, he still wants to feel like he is a part of this group. Imagine being away from your family in the middle of the North fucking Sea, at a workplace where nobody likes you and disrespects you. At some point, you are starting to feel lonely. Especially when you constantly have to see how great everybody else gets along. 

And it���s not just that he is facing the room. He is sitting in the corner, where he can really just see about everything without really having to look around much.

Basically the game intentionally presents Addair in a negative way, encouraging through intentional game design decisions to manipulate the viewer into thinking that this must be a bad person before even ever meeting him. BUT the beauty of this game is that it doesn’t keep you from looking at things. Yes, it encourages you to look at some things more than others, but it doesn’t really keep you from looking at everything else.As already said earlier, that poster in Addairs room is the thing the game wants you to look at. But it never keeps you from looking at the photos of his family, the letter or the drawings his kids made. Even when the game doesn't shove all that information into your face, it’s still all there for the player to look at. 

The player doesn’t have to, but if they want to, all the resources are there to dive deeper into Addairs character. How troubled he is, what things in life are important to him and where he struggles. He is just like everybody else on this rig. Even though this is just a videogame and Addair is not the main protagonist, he feels authentic and complex. He is flawed and vulnerable. He has a family, interests, a hobby, certain skills. Sure, he may be a bit insecure or socially awkward or have a different political view as his colleagues, but at his core, Addair is very much just a human.  

[ask-miss-marshmallow]

(Oh My Gosh, one billion ty 's for answering both of my questions, I love Marshmallow, and you're posts are awesome! And I love Porky X Marshmallow ever since the Fanfic, [the one in the link] showed how beautiful it was. Huge Fan btw.)

Question: JEFF! STOOOOOOOP HURTING 'ELLIE' MARSHMALLOW, LEAVE HER ALONE! He's just one guy, the weakest link of the Chosen 4 actually, you can take him, knock him down! Or do you think you can persuade him with your sweet personality?

He... has family trouble? This man has a FAMILY?

Okay. Keep it together, Marshmallow. This is good. He is very clearly the stronger combatant here, but whatever THIS is, it has stopped him for the moment. You have time to think.

He is Jeffrey Andonuts. He blasted through all of G̷̗̐̕ỉ̵̻͝y̷͓̰̯̑̋̐̚g̶̣͚̰̔͛́̿ą̵̖̈̐̑̉s̵̠͔̒��͜' forces and then slayed the destroyer himself, and he has only gotten stronger in the intervening years... however many he has lived. It is impossible to tell with a Phase Distorter user. This "family" is a weakness. Exploit it while you can. You can still save your friend, you can still save Kye... if he is still breathing there in that lab.

I am... what is this? Have I truly become something more than I was programmed to be? I MUST save Master Porky, I MUST. I absolutely will not be swayed, but... but still. Friendship. I have discovered it, and I cannot let it go... Priority One: Rescue Friend.

I do not know who I am anymore.

Please, someone help me.

[illegal-heartbreaker]

Platonic Larissa x Addams reader

Maybe she and Morticia have a strained relationship actually probably with both parents since she’s the oldest sibling. Moricia says something to reader making her upset like full sobbing that only Larissa seen so Weems goes full mama bear mode and then comforts her maybe reader slips in a few Mamas making Larissas heart swell with warmth and pride as r falls asleep on her chest.

Please and thank you, I love your work btw it’s utterly amazing

The Nevermore Mom {Larissa Weems}

Summary: request above

Relationship: Reader x Larissa (plat) & Reader x Addams family

Warnings: light mention of disowning & talks of grades

Extra: Got slightly carried away :) & tysm

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It was the first parent weekend for the Addams sisters since they arrived, and neither were looking forward to it. Wednesday because she would rather be looking for more clues and Y/N, just didn't like her parents. The two sisters stood side by side at the round about which parents were greeting their children but still no sight of their parents and younger brother, which should have been a relief but both couldn't help but be upset.

"You don't think they've forgotten about this weekend?" Wednesday asked you hopefully.

"I highly doubt so, but if they did you know Weems would make us still interact." You laughed wishing that they'd hurry up and get this over with.

"Miss Addams, where are your parents?" You turn around finding Principal Weems standing behind you and your sister with a look of concern covering her face.

"Late, like usual." Wednesday says, not copying your action.

The principal looks at your sister with a scowl, "I'll wait with the both of you then, it seems like everyone else parents have arrived." before it falls back into a comfortable silence.

"I believe that would be your parents," Weems looks at the car which had pulled up "I'll let you go, so you can talk." She says before leaving the two of you alone.

"Wednesday, Y/N, my darling children! How have you been?" Your mother asks once she steps out of the car.

"We've been wonderful mother," You attempt to smile for her, "Now please let's head in, we're already late."

"Please enjoy your stay!" Principal Weems had just finished giving her speech, though you didn't care to ask what she had asked. Watching as families moved and separated into the outcast groups, Larissa casually made her way over to your family, making sure not to alert your parents.

"My dear, you look as dark and beautiful as ever," Your mother complimented your younger sister looking her over, "Shame you couldn't wear more colours."

"Colour, it makes me want to claw my eyes out." She responded causing you to let out a laugh and bringing the attention to you.

"Y/N, You're getting perfect grades? We expect the best from you, especially since you are the oldest." Morticia asked, making your Principal's eyes snap over to the conversation.

"Yes mother, perfect grades in most of my subjects anyway." You reply knowing that she'd get angry but hopefully won't cause too much of a scene.

"What do you mean most of them?"

"I mean that I am sitting on a C for Outcast History and Botanics." You mutter in embarrassment, you were trying to study but you still seemed to fail.

"Y/N, dear. Please come with me, let's go on a walk." Not giving you a chance to protest before grabbing your arm and exiting into the entrance hall. Larissa had heard everything going on, only caring for your safety she followed behind from a safe distance.

"If you do not raise your grades by the end of the year, do not think about coming home ever again!" This made you come to a halt,

"Wednesday is doing much worse than me and you aren't telling this to her! You've always put so much pressure on me, and i've had to move school each time she was expelled." You yell, before running off to your room leaving your mother and Principal Weems whom was shocked. The moment you weren't in earshot of them, she came out from her corner,

"Morticia, I ask you to not talk to Y/N for the rest of the weekend unless she talks first." and with that Larissa makes her way after you, worried for your safety. Leaving your mother in a state of anger.

"Y/N? Dear, I heard everything. Please come out." Your Principal had called through the door and when she got no response, she let herself into your dorm, stopping when she saw your hunched figure by the window.

"Please just leave me alone."

"I don't think leaving you alone would be safe.." she sighed sitting down next to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

"You know, back when I was your age I came out to my parents as Bisexual and they disowned me on the spots," She pauses looking down at you. "It hurts doesn't it?"

"Sadly, I think it's more shock. Mom.. she usually just gets angry but this was the first time she's said that." You sniff, how you wish you could be Larissa's daughter instead of hers.

"Let me tell you something, your mother had terrible grades and only just got by." Your eyes widen at this new information, she had always bragged about her 'perfect' grades.

"Really? She always says she got perfect grades!" you laugh, wiping the tears from your eyes and leaning into her touch closing your eyes.

"Ha, well that's the biggest lie and I work at a school of teenagers." She looks down at you who was now laying down with your head in her lap, slowly dozing off to the feeling of her playing with your hair.

"I love you mom." you whisper not realising what you said but Larissa heard clearly and she couldn't but smile down at you.

"I love you to daughter."

[writing-for-life]

Thank you for an amazing 2023!

About metas, fics and sparkly things…

This won’t be short, but you wouldn’t expect that from me, would you? 🤣

I’ve been on Tumblr for just a bit over a year because I needed to get off my family’s back after my three decades long Sandman brain-rot got worse again due to the Netflix series. I hovered around a handful of followers for months until things exploded (I still don’t know why tbh, I think it was one particular meta that kicked things off a bit), and I somehow ended up with hundreds of followers, which might not be much to some, but it’s a lot for me.

So to all of you I’d like to say: Thank you for being here. I don’t always manage to stay on top of things because my notifs are a mess and I lose track, plus I have a rather busy life and can often only write in batches and then queue, but each of you is appreciated, even if I accidentally forget to get back to you or if we aren’t mutuals.

I’ve made such lovely connections over the last year—my interest in The Sandman definitely does not align with the main focus that shan’t be named, and I’m glad that you folks are out there. You probably know who you are.

Now to the obligatory “your posts wrapped” thing—and I’m only doing it because I need to make a point (of course I do 🤣).

News and art

My by far most successful posts have been casting/shooting news and pretty pictures (two examples are linked). And I’m grateful for all the reblogs and likes of those, but apart from curating them, they’re not really me. They’re someone else’s work.

Meta analysis

Then you have my metas, which make up the bulk of the other posts that are doing quite well (you can find all of them in my pinned post).

Even if it wasn’t my most “successful” one (what does that even mean?), this one meant the most to me:

I love writing metas, whether they cover literary concepts, psychology, music or art because I’m a permanently brain-frazzled multi-hyphenate who has to talk about everything that won’t leave her alone.

I also love when you’re sending me asks btw. For the latter, I hope they pick up again in 2024 because they really nosedived since I switched off anonymous asks (which I won’t change, soz) after some people just thought it’s good sport to be an arse about my not being here to pray at the altar of the ship. I guess we have briefly covered the ugly side of Tumblr, too, then.

Writing

But what I'm most proud of when I think of all the things I've done in 2023 is my fiction and poetry. And that's both a happy and slightly sad thing to address.

My 31 Haikus for Sandtober started as a bit of fun, but they’ve developed a life of their own, and people seemingly liked them. The post also contains a bit of my fan-art:

I still intend to turn them into a hardcover at some point, but I won’t be able to create all the artwork myself, so if you’re a fan-artist and want to know what I’m thinking of, please get in touch (I’ll still talk about this in more detail at some point though).

The other thing I’m incredibly proud of is “The Light of Stars”.

I started it as a NaNoWriMo project in 2022 (I always use NaNo to do something that is less stressful than my professional writing projects), wrote it in a bit more than a month—and then did nothing with near 80,000 words until June 2023.

And then I thought “Fuck it,” and published it on Ao3. It’s a canon x OC fic, and this is where it gets a bit sad. Because for most of us writers, these are never the posts that get most engagement (the ratio is really something like 100 : 1 — 500 for a shitpost, 5 for an average writing post).

On Ao3, it gradually picked up because I published chapter after chapter, and I think I can say that it’s done fairly well over there in terms of engagement for an OC fic, and above all how people engage with it. Because it’s a bit deeper despite being romance, it deals with heavy topics like grief, and I’m so glad to have touched a few people’s hearts with it, and that it was meaningful to them. So much so that you all convinced me to write a sequel.

But here’s the thing: The general engagement with writing, especially non-explicit, non-ship, non-readerY/N on Tumblr is very, very low.

Writers who write canon x OC are still struggling to be heard through the noise (it’s not just me, I’ve had many conversations about this, so I’ll just say: I’ll speak for many of us). There are basically hardly any events for us to participate in (most of us only ever do so if we shift to canon one-shots, poetry or metas. If we don’t: Again, no one cares), and fandom often actively chooses to ignore us because “all OCs are self-inserts, ew.” Which is patently not true, and I could go on a long rant now why many canon x canon fics are very obvious self-inserts, which I won’t.

But even if all OCs were self-inserts, even if all characters were—so what? All writing is to a degree based on self-insertion because it comes from our brains—it’s not a bad thing. But apparently, it becomes a bad thing if the character is an OC, heaven knows why.

So if I had one wish (I’m allowed one, right?) for 2024, it would be that people engage more with OC fics and include them more in community events. That fandom, which prides itself in community, includes writers who don’t write for (the main) ship/s a bit more, especially if they don’t write smut (which I personally even do professionally, but I don’t want to have to do it in fanfic just to get engagement). I’m not holding my breath because I know that’s not where fandom’s oft single-minded focus lies, but a girl can dream, right?

And with that, I want to get to my proudest accomplishments of them all:

Being the curator queen of the sparkle realms:

Being one (arguably the main) instigator of the maddest crack ship that has ever graced (?) the face of the earth, spawned the most unhinged discussion (much truth in it though 🤣) and even NSFW fanart. I promise I’ll write that fic about Murphy and his Cool Hat:

Have a lovely 2024!

[peaceisadirtyword]

Pull the trigger (Modern!Ivar/Reader)

A/N: Hello! As I said, here's the first chapter of my new fic♥️ I've been working on it for a while and it's halfway done but I wanted to start posting it now. It will have 20 chapters, or at least that's what I'm planning, because I'm still writing chapter 11! Some chapters are a bit longer than others (and others are way longer💀 sorry). It's a bit of a slowburn so maybe the first chapters could feel boring, I hope it's worth it 👀. In the future it will also contain things that can be triggering and that aren't very nice to read, I will write a disclaimer whenever it's necessary (and I always put warnings before the chapters) but this fic is dark, just so you know!

but this chapter is all good I think! so enjoy please❤️ and thank you so so much for reading!

btw it will also be available in AO3, in case you prefer reading it there🫶🏼

Warnings: vague mentions of sex, alcohol... not much, this one is okay👀

Words: 2862

Thora hadn't stopped gasping and widening her eyes since she entered the Lothbrok house. Hvitserk had left her in the kitchen, promising he'd be back very soon with some cash and then he'd take her out to dinner. Of course she knew about the Lothbroks' reputation, what they did and their wealth. But she never imagined she'd experience it so closely. Of course her friends had advised her not to go out with Hvitserk Lothbrok, whom, they said, was the most accessible but one of the worst ones in that family. But he had been nothing but sweet and charming to her. It probably wouldn't last, but his green eyes had captivated her enough to make her say yes to a few dates with him. She just didn't expect to visit his family house so soon. 

Fortunately, no one seemed to be around. She had already met Ubbe, Hvitserk's older brother, and on their second date they had gone to a concert in which Sigurd, his younger brother, had played with his band. She had seen his mother, Aslaug, in some of the charity events she had organised, and his older half-brother, Björn, had been the visible face of his father's business for years, so she could recognize him anywhere. But they still intimidated her. 

The worst part would be encountering Ivar. Hvitserk's little brother alone was more intimidating to her than all of his older brothers together. She hadn't met him yet, she had only seen him from afar. Especially while partying or during university events. It seemed almost impossible that Ivar and Hvitserk were so close, while Hvitserk was playful, teasing and charming, Ivar was dark, intimidating and rude. Hvitserk insisted that his little brother wasn't that bad, that it was just that the world and people hadn't been especially kind to him, so it was just his way of protecting himself.

But, in Thora's opinion, his legs and crutches weren't an excuse to be a dick to everyone. 

“Here I am, beautiful" Hvitserk smiled widely at her as he entered, a laptop under his arm and winking before hopping on one of the stools next to the kitchen island "Would you mind if I send a couple of emails before we leave? Ubbe hasn't stopped annoying me with it for the entire day and I would rather not have any interruptions during our date" he smiled apologetically at her, and Thora couldn't help but smile back, nodding. 

“Of course, take your time" she smiled “It's still early, we have time"

That wasn't exactly true. In fact, it was a blatant lie. She had promised her group of friends she'd be back in their apartment for their weekly night of pizza and movies, but... They'd understand, right? 

“Good" Hvitserk smiled “I'll drive you back home, so you don't need to worry about taxis or anything like that" 

Thora bit her lip to hold back a smile, and looked away so she could hide her excited expression. 

Just when she was opening her mouth to reply, she heard it. 

The crutches. 

Hvitserk raised his head to look at his brother. Neither of them had heard the front door opening and closing, but Ivar had just arrived home... Two hours earlier than he was supposed to. 

“Hello, Ivar" Hvitserk smirked at him, feeling Thora tensing up and moving close to him “You're early" 

“Didn't think you'd be home" Ivar muttered as his iced eyes roamed around Thora's figure “And that you'd have company" 

“Be nice, Ivar" Hvitserk sighed.

“I don't think my brother has introduced us" he moved like a serpent, and while his movements were slow, Thora feared he'd jump over her at any moment. 

“I'm Thora" she cleared her throat. Never mind how anxious she felt in his presence, she refused to let him know that. 

“Nice name" Ivar nodded slowly, a smirk on his lips “I look forward to seeing you around here, Thora" and his eyes went back to his brother “I hope she doesn't end up like Margrethe" 

Thora frowned. She had heard about Margrethe. She was once the most popular girl in town, fooling around with all of the Lothbroks for a while, and then was Ubbe's girlfriend before he broke up with her. 

“Ivar" Hvitserk sighed. 

His brother pouted with an innocent expression and looked back to Thora one last time before he turned around, leaving. 

“Ignore him" Hvitserk shot her a charming smile “He enjoys getting on my nerves, he won't bother us again" 

Thora nodded, biting her lip as Hvitserk pressed send on the second email and closed the laptop, turning to kiss her softly. 

“Let's go, then" 

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“I can't believe she stood us up" you scoffed, shaking your head and staring at your phone “For a guy" 

“Thora hasn't dated in like forever" Ingrid shrugged, laying back on the couch with her eyes fixed on the TV “It's normal that she wants to spend time with him"

“But it's Hvitserk" you raised an eyebrow “Like... It's the last guy she should be dating" 

“She's a grown up, she can take care of herself, Y/N" Astrid chuckled. 

“I don't like his family" you pressed your lips together “They act like they own Kattegat, they walk around barking orders to everyone else and expect them to comply, the police know they're not clean and they won't do anything! It's just unfair" 

“They're almost royalty" Ingrid sat to grab the gin bottle you had left on the table “No one is brave enough to stand up to them and no one wants to, they practically built this city"

“But how?" you narrowed your eyes. 

“Does it really matter when it has benefited most of the population?" she shrugged “My father told me that before Ragnar came here Kattegat was much smaller, it barely had any trading and all the money went to Haraldsson Industries, Ragnar built this city"

You rolled your eyes. You honestly couldn't understand the devotion most of the people would show that family, just because they had money! You remembered all those articles you had read about them, that went as far as to call them "the king and princes of Kattegat", even though Ragnar Lothbrok hadn't stepped foot on Kattegat in years. In university, only two of the brothers continued their studies, and you had some classes in common with one of them. 

When you had arrived in Kattegat to start university you already knew about them. Björn and Ubbe Lothbrok were famous in all of Europe, and their younger brother Hvitserk -now Thora's... Friend- had been the protagonist of some of the biggest scandals you had ever read about. Parties in Saint Tropez, Sicily, Ibiza, Mykonos, Dubrovnik...  Hvitserk always was in the middle of the scandals, which his brothers tried to clean as quickly as possible so no one would learn the name of the lady that surrendered to their brother's charms. Ubbe was the only one you held some sympathy for, he looked nice and sweet. You hadn't had that much contact with his older half-brother and had avoided Hvitserk as much as you could. 

Sigurd wasn't that close to his brothers, he spent his days at university, where he studied music and composition. Instead of a yacht in the Mediterranean, Sigurd could be found in the auditorium, rehearsing with his band or practising his next recital. You had never talked to him, and had no intention of doing so. 

Ivar was the worst, with a difference. 

Being a student interested in politics, history and geopolitical issues, you had some classes with him, who studied a mix of politics, history and Scandinavian studies. He didn't even need those studies, he already had a secured position in his father's business, being the brightest of them. And you didn't ever know why he bothered to attend the classes, as he always looked bored and had gone as far as to correct the professors and roll his eyes at their explanations. It was like he believed himself to be better than everyone, and even if he didn't pay attention in class, he had the highest grades, which also annoyed you to no end. 

Some people said Ragnar also had a daughter, Björn's sister, that lived in Hedeby, a town not that far from Kattegat, with her mother. As you didn't know her, you couldn't have an opinion but if she was half as... Irritating as her brothers, you were fine with not knowing her. 

But what bothered you the most about that family was their money. It was impossible to gain that much money with a normal business like the one they ran, and everyone knew they also had business with drugs, ams trafficking, blackmailing... But no one did anything. They had played dirty for a ridiculous amount of money and you had to keep searching for jobs to help pay rent and groceries and were always running low at the end of the month. 

“Y/N, you can stop stabbing the ice cream now" Astrid sounded amused, and her voice startled you. Looking down, you saw the bowl and the spoon buried in it so deep that you almost folded it when you took it out. 

“Look, if you're eventually right and Hvitserk does break Thora's heart..."

“When he breaks Thora's heart" you corrected, narrowing your eyes. 

“Whatever" Ingrid rolled her eyes “If he does, you will have our blessing and our help kicking his ass" 

You didn't reply, your eyes going back to the forgotten tv, a bit annoyed because they didn't seem to care about the fact that Thora was out there with a criminal. 

When the movie ended, the three of you went to bed. You had sent a couple of messages to Thora but she didn't reply, and as neither Astrid nor Ingrid seemed too interested in your anti-Lothbrok ranting, you made a late FaceTime call to your best friend as soon as you laid down in bed. 

Even if it was past midnight, you knew Alfred would be awake. He accepted your call and looked a bit tired as he greeted you with a smile. You could see he was still in his office. He worked for Ubbe Lothbrok, which was one of the reasons why he was the only one you held some sympathy for. Ubbe seemed to adore Alfred, and he was quite happy with his job, which allowed him to continue his studies. 

“Isn't it a bit late for you to be working?" you frowned. 

“I prefer to work at night, Y/N" he sighed. It was true. When you lived with him he always studied at night, he always said he preferred the silence and the quietness of the night, helped him to focus. You kind of understood him. 

“Yes but..."

“No, Y/N, I'm not being exploited at work" he chuckled “Elsewith is visiting her parents, so between staying here and being productive or being alone at home..."

“You could come here" you pouted. Since he moved in with his girlfriend and you moved in with the girls, you didn't see him as much as you'd like to. It was really strange to go from seeing him every day to seeing him a couple of times a week in class. 

“I wouldn't dream of ruining one of your girls' nights, Y/N" he smiled fondly at you.

“Well it was already ruined" you scoffed, looking away “Thora left us to go fool around with Hvitserk"

Alfred's eyebrows raised with interest. 

“They're together?"

“No, they're just... Fucking around, and no one will listen to me when I say this is going to end badly"

“I think your prejudice is talking for you here, Y/N" he chuckled “Look, I know these people more than you, they're not that bad. I don't have that much contact with Hvitserk, but I'm sure he's not that bad"

“I don't trust him, he's got a reputation..."

“But Thora is a big girl, Y/N, just like you, and she can take care of herself, don't sabotage your friend's relationship just because you think you know better than her" 

You pressed your lips together, finally realising no one would support you against them. Only time would prove you right. 

“I'm hungry" you frowned, looking at the clock. Would it be too late to go to the kitchen and eat a sandwich? You had barely eaten that night, too distracted hating on your friend's boyfriend “I'll run to the kitchen, wait" you left your phone leant on your bed as Alfred nodded and focused on his laptop again. 

But as soon as you stepped out of your room, crossing the hallway to reach the kitchen and already thinking about the sandwich, you heard giggles and low voices. 

Thora sat on the counter, a blonde guy with long hair stood between her legs, but fortunately they both were still dressed. They kissed and touched each other in a way that almost made you gag. Until Thora saw you, stopping immediately as a soft blush covered her cheeks. 

“Y/N, hi" she smiled, widening her eyes. The guy turned around and you were face to face with Hvitserk Lothbrok. His green eyes fixed on you and scanned your face and body with a smirk. You had to admit he was handsome, and that he had a different vibe than his brothers. 

“Y/N" he bit his lip, visibly amused “I've heard a lot about you, it's nice to meet you" 

“Hi" you raised an eyebrow, looking at Thora “I wish I could say the same" 

Hvitserk chuckled as Thora sighed, shaking her head with a small smile on her face. 

“I just wanted something to eat and I'll leave you alone" you shrugged, opening the fridge and trying to ignore Hvitserk's smirk. 

“I know you have harsh opinions about my family" he shook his head “But I hope you don't mind if I spend the night" 

“I was going to ask you, but I thought you were already asleep" Thora smiled apologetically. 

“I was talking to Alfred" you shrugged, opening and closing the fridge a bit more forcefully than you intended. 

“Oh little Alfred" Hvitserk looked very amused at your annoyance “Yes, Thora mentioned more than once that the two of you are close" 

You ignored him, taking a plate to start making your sandwich in silence. 

Thora looked at Hvitserk and pointed at the living room with a small smile, knowing you'd be much open when he left. 

“Are you mad at me?" she bit her lip and tilted her head at you. You narrowed your eyes at her “I'm sorry I didn't come to our weekly girls' night, I'll make it up to you" she smiled apologetically, and you tried to avoid her gaze. 

“You know what I think about the Lothbroks, Thora" you muttered, not really wanting Hvitserk to hear you. It was one thing to be distant and another one to be blatantly rude. 

“Yes, but Hvitserk is really nice" she pouted "I swear, Y/N, he's nice, sweet, charming, funny..." 

You widened your eyes and raised an eyebrow, finally turning your head to look at her. 

“Don't you dare fall in love with him" you pointed your finger at her. She giggled and shook her head, putting your hand away. 

“I'm serious, Y/N, if you gave him a chance and got to know him a bit more, you'll be surprised, I think the two of you could get along very well if you tried"

“Look, if you want to date him, it's fine by me, I don't care if you bring him home as long as you don't have sex on the couch, the couch is sacred, but don't force me to spend time with him and most importantly, when he breaks your heart don't come crying at me because I will only say 'I told you'"

Thora smiled widely, giggling as she leant in to hug you. 

“I love you, you're the best friend ever, your couch is safe" she kissed your cheek “I know you will be there whenever I need you, you can't fool me" 

You rolled your eyes when she finally stepped back, with a small smile on your lips. You quickly finished the sandwich, turning to the fridge again to put the food back and giving her a last look before kissing her cheek and leaving the kitchen. 

“Good night, Y/N" Hvitserk, sitting on your beloved couch, smirked at you “It was a pleasure meeting you" 

You sighed, but shot him a forced smile before going back to your room. 

“I like her" Hvitserk chuckled when Thora joined him on the couch “Ivar would love her" 

Back in your bedroom, you listened to Alfred ranting about the latest essay he had to hand in and how hard it was for him to find new sources as you ate the sandwich, but you had only one thing in your mind. 

The Lothbrok's were shady, and as you seemed to be the only one that saw it, you had to be the one opening everyone's eyes. 

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[khaleesiofalicante]

I will patiently await your thirst traps on Instagram and practice restraint as I read all the comments from your fans. If only they knew you post them for me. If only I could tell them that what they see is mine to touch.

He's such a possessive hoe omg (I love it)

PS – From Lilo and Stitch, my favorite Disney movie ever - “Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten.”

This reminded me of their family gc in tlnd and made me emo

P.S. I watched Lilo and Stitch. I hope you are happy about that. I'll leave you with a quote that resonated with me a little too much: “This is my family. I found it all on my own. It's little and broken, but still good.”

Okay I really need to watch this movie the quotes are making me feel things.

Btw I loved David's rant (?) about coming out. I love the way he talks about things. It's so beautiful how he sees coming out as letting more people see him.

Anyway, all this talk made me think about you. Actually, everything always makes me think about you, but you get what I mean.

I love this man so much. Also I bet David read this 18 times.

“Where there is kindness, there is goodness. And when there is goodness, there is magic.”

This is the most Magnus quote ever. It's also the most apt quote for Max!

In simpler terms, Denton posited that Versailles was so stiflingly mundane that it contributed to Philippe's sexual orientation. To be honest, I find myself somewhat agreeing with this sentiment.

Life was so boring that I compensated by being gay af (this is so fucking funny omg)

If you haven't already read my previous email, please ignore it. Spending too much time alone in the library tends to make me overly introspective and melancholic. I wouldn't want to burden you with my somber thoughts and reflections.

Someone tell this man that we (including max) love hearing people talk about things that fascinate them and sharing how certain things make them feel. It's interesting how most people apologize after rambling or being too introspective (I do it too). I don't think there's anyone who hates listening to people just talk and share who they are and how they feel (atleast I hope not).

If you're ignoring me because my email was too pathetic, may I kindly remind you about the size of my cock. 

Oh my God he's killing me. Also I was like *gasp* David said cock. For some reason I can't imagine him saying that (probably bc I almost always imagine lbaf david)

"The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all."

This quote reminds me of David and Lance. And their whole family tbh. I think about them so much. In almost every story we see them go through so much shit but they still somehow try to make the best of their circumstances. I had never known this but I love reading/watching stories about families and family dynamics and your fics always allow me to do that and I LOVEEEEE it.

They say you never know how much you miss something until you lose it. But the truth is you never know how much you missed something until you get it back.

THIS is how I feel about LDV (and your writing)

These were some of my reactions from chapter 15. I'm having so much fun. Also omg the EMAILS. The emails were my favorite thing about rwrb and I was always curious how it would work out with Max bc him readung/writing emails is very hard to imagine. But I loved it sooooo much. Also I'm pretty sure towards the end of ials mavid write emails to eachother too right? Were you kinda inspired by ldv for that? Or the opposite?

I love the emails. It was one of my favorite parts too. The IALS emails were a separate thing. We only see a few and it wasn't a whole thing. But it was a step in their recovery so I added that :)

ALSO YOU BETTER GO WATCH LILO AND STITCH RIGHT THE FUCK NOW-

[hibiscus-misery-pills]

bruh I just realized…

Technically by the Hmong culture/way, I could lowkey kidnap a certain character for three days and then release them, and by hmong way their technically my spouse, lmao just imagine how’d they react once they found out the reason you kidnapped them was to basically set them free from their shitty situation/family.

like Riddle, ooooh riddle is a good example of who’d I kidnapped.

like riddle could be minding his own business and then we could just invite him over to ramshackle and not let him leave, I know for a fact it’ll make him panic, but then you convince him to not leave you for three days, somehow he agrees because well,,, your his friend and he’s not thinking much, he’s prob like “you’re my friend, you’re not going to hurt me…right?” type ahh.

Or we decide we could snatch jamil like how zeus did to ganymede (yeah, btw zeus literally snatched that boy) and like your casually flying jamil to ramshackle with Kalims permission to ride the carpet for like three days, and kalim is a sweet person who has zero braincells in his head and prob agree cause your his friend.

and you manage to convince jamil to take a three day break at ramshackle away from his duties, tough argument but he agree after you somehow get kalim to agree he won’t somehow cut his arm off with a literal spoon.

and then when jamil goes back to Scarabia, we march over to scarabia and put a ring on his finger and he’ll be mad confused cause like… wth??? and riddle is prob like internally panicking, cause you like threw a ring on him…

Like here’s a short story:

It was a normal day, or what seemed to be a normal day. Riddle waking up early, getting ready for a typical school day, when you knock on his door, the moment riddle opens that door, it was like hell with ace begun expect, it wasn’t ace, it was you…

You take riddles hand and casually walk all the way back, and during that time he was red as his hair, why are you holding his hand? Let alone walking him back to ramshackle. “Prefect, may I ask w-why… where are you taking me?” Riddles voice asked rather concern, did something bad happen? Did grim set ramshackle on fire? Or did ramshackle collapsed? And then when you don’t respond it worries riddle, but when he’s about to open his mouth, you slam the front door to ramshackle and lock it, you grab his shoulders and slowly look at riddle. “Riddle, I must admit, you need to take a break, for a week…” You say in a serious voice in hopes it’ll convince him but he sighs in annoyance, “W-what, prefect I must focus on my studies now if you’ll excuse me-“ But when riddles tries to open the front door it’s lock, he can’t seem to open it.

Riddles turns and looks at you shocked, confused, and slightly frustrated that he may be late for his class. “Let’s make a deal okay? How about you stay here in ramshackle for three days as a short break, I promise I’ll go and bring your homework to you, and show you what is currently being taught, yeah?” But riddle face flushes and you can’t tell if it’s from anger or something else, but you can see the slight fear and panic in his eyes. “Listen, I promise to study with you for a week if you promise to take a break, please riddle?” Riddle doesn’t know if it’s because he’s the very first housewarden you’ve befriended or somehow you managed to soften him to a certain degree. But in the end riddle agrees just so you’ll stop pestering him.

Three day past, the others are concerned because riddle never misses a class, but you lied saying riddle was sick and you decided to house him because you apparently know medicine by heart and help him overcome this flu within three days, and so by the time those three days pass and you let him return back to Heartsbyul and the promise you made, when you come over to study, you grab riddles hand and slide a beautiful gold ring on his ring finger, the gold ring had a ruby as its main gem, with little pearls intertwined into the ring, the ruby a shape of a heart.

Riddle blushes when you watches as you slip on the ring, “Riddle, I must confess… Those three days weren’t just a small break for you, in my culture, if you kidnap a women and take them home for three days, they become your spouse, and I did this for you, for your own good, you deserve better, the world owes you better riddle.” You confess as you snuggle the ring onto his ring finger, riddle is left shocked and a little horrified when he processes that your basically his wife/husband/spouse, “Riddle, once we fully marry, to break this cycle of abuse from your mother, you must take in my last name, you must join my clan, please?” You asked almost desperately, not because you desperately wanted riddle, but to desperately break him free from an endless cycle of abuse.

What would riddle say? Yes, No? Would he accept or reject?

[alwayzraven]

Kardeşlerim Ep 88

The episode started with a 3 weeks time jump, the Eren family were at home looking sad and depressed. Aybike wasn't at home with them. They went to the cemetry to visit Zehra meanwhile Aybike was at the hospital waiting for them so she can get discharged. They showed us a flashback scene: After Aybike's heart stopped, the doctor succeeded in bringing her back to life. Berk was still in shock:

Sengul dreamt of Elif coming to her house and telling her that she was the reason her mom died. Elif tried to hurt Umutcan and Sengul woke up crying. She feels guilty that Elif is left alone.

The next day, Aybike came to school with the others and of course Berk hugged her as soon as he saw her.

Berk:”My love! Thank god! Come here!”

And then he hugged her tightly which made her scream in pain because of her neck wound.

Berk:”I am sorry, I am sorry! Did I hurt you?”

Aybike:”No, no it didn’t hurt but let’s hug less tightly for a while, is that okay?”

Berk:”Okay my love, what can we do! Let’s hug less for a while”

Aybike:”I didn’t say let’s hug less, I said let’s hug less tightly. We will hug softly and we will continue to hug”

Berk:”Okay, we’ll hug softly, got it”

Then Berk told them that the two shooters were arrested and they are going to spend a long time in jail. Btw, the Erens gave the keys of the restaurant back to the owner. They didn't want to keep the restaurant after what happened to the kids there. I wish they would’ve kept the restaurant because it would’ve been a good source of income for them. 

Berk kept on playing with Aybike’s hair while she was talking to others and checking her neck wound. 

People expected him to kiss her wound and if we were on another channel or someone else was writing the scenario for this then we would’ve gotten that kiss bc Berk would definitely do that 🙄

Sengul went to see Elif and found her arguing with a lady. Turns out it was her landlady and she was asking her to leave the house. Elif packed her stuff and her skateboard and got out of the house. Sengul asked her if she had any relatives she can stay with and Elif said no. Sengul told her to come stay with her and her family for a couple of days and then she can decide what to do.

Berk and Aybike were at the cafeteria.

Berk:”I swear it was one of the scariest days of my life, my love. What if you didn't come back? What if that beautiful heart of yours didn't beat again?God forbid my love, God forbid”

The way he stroked her cheek here 😭😭

Aybike:”Okay, Berk, Okay. Please, please,  let's not talk about this, it's over now, I'm fine”

Berk:”Okay, let’s stop talking about this, I am okay with that”

Aybike:”Now, I made a new decision”

Berk:”What decision? Tell me”

Aybike:”First, I decided to be a positive person. I am going to take advantage of this second chance given to me”

Berk:”That’s a great decision my love. You have my support”

Aybike:”Also, I decided which profession I am going to choose”

Berk:”which profession? Judge? Architect? Prosecutor?”

I just love this list of jobs he thought would suit Aybike 😂

Aybike:”Pilot!”

Berk:”Pilot? Where did you get this idea?”

Aybike:”This might sound silly to you but when I was at the hospital, I had a dream, I mean I am not sure if it was a vision or a dream but we got married, I became a pilot, and we had children.”

Berk:”We had children? How many?”

Aybike:”Two”

Berk:”That’s it?”

Aybike:”What don’t you like about having two kids? Just be thankful I gave birth to that many”

Aybike was surprised that his mother came to the hospital. Berk told her that she took good care of Sengul. Berk suggested that she and Sengul come have dinner with them later in the evening. Aybike said that she will try to convince Sengul and told Berk to convince his mom too and they will come.

After school, Aybike and Oglucan met Elif at home. Oglucan and Elif had a cute interaction but I am still not sure if they will be paired in the future because usually Oglucan falls for the girl the moment he meets her but he wasn’t affected by Elif. It would be fun to watch, if they do pair them because they have different personalities. Aybike told Sengul that they were invited to dinner at Ayla’s house and Sengul was surprised at first but then told Aybike to text Berk that they will come to dinner and then she told Elif to come with them. Elif at first declined because she didn’t know Ayla so it didn’t make sense for her to go with them but Sengul said that Ayla is so nice she wouldn’t mind.

Berk ordered pizza because Ayla didn’t have time to prepare anything. When Berk, opened the door 😂

Aybike should stop worrying about girls and focus on her brother bc Istg he’s going to steal her boyfriend one these days 😂

When Elif shook Berk’s hand, she squeezed it tightly but not on purpose and Berk was surprised by how strong she was. 

Then they all went to sit and eat and Sengul looked at them and said that she wished she could take a picture of Elif and Berk because they were talking and laughing with each other. Ayla couldn’t believe that Sengul brought Elif to her house. Sengul told her that they were siblings so ofc she was going to bring Elif.

Ayla and Sengul went to the kitchen while the kids stayed in the living room. Ayla was panicking:”What are you trying to do, Sengul? How can you bring that girl to my house? ” Sengul told her that Elif was left alone, she couldn’t handle the guilt so she brought her to her house. She told Ayla that when she went to see Elif, her landady was trying to kick her out of the house. Then Sengul told her that she better think of a way to tell Elif that she is going to stay with her from now on. Ayla said that she can’t allow her to stay here because she doesn’t know how she was raised bc what if she’s a theif. Sengul told her that since she separated the two siblings, she needed to take responsibility now and keep them together. Sengul told her that since she needs help around the house, she can say that Elif can help her and that way it doesn’t look suspicious.  Aybike came downstairs to get some water and ended up hearing Sengul say that Elif is Berk’s sister. Aybike was shocked and ran upstairs. She kept on staring at Elif and Elif got pissed. She asked her why she was staring at her like that and Aybike said that she spaced out. Elif said:”Good because I am not in the mood to fight with anyone”. Berk said that she is annoying 😂

Then, Ayla and Sengul came. Sengul said that Ayla has something to share with everyone concerning Elif. Ayla told Elif that Sengul told her about what happened to her and so she decided to give her a scholarship to study at the same school as Berk. I am sorry but aren’t we at the end of the school year?? Or in the middle?? It amazes me how they can transfer students to a new school whenever they want on this show. Anyway, Ayla told her that she can stay with them because she needs help around the house. Berk did not like what his mother proposed to Elif. These two started fighting as soon as they met, I can’t wait to see how their relationship will develop in the future. Aybike actually tried to defend Ayla’s decision when Berk said that his mom’s proposition was ridiculous. Her first instinct was to make sure that he didn’t offend his sister 🥺 

When they got home, Oglucan and Elif fought and it was so funny. Elif told Oglucan that she doesn’t like him and Oglucan said that he feels the same. I wonder if the writers decided to give Oglucan the enemies to lovers kind of relationship this time. He is still thinking about Afra btw, that’s why I am not sure about these two being partners. Sengul and Aybike were in her room. Aybike asked Sengul how can Berk and Elif be siblings. Sengul was surprised by her question and tried to leave but Aybike told her not to try and avoid the question because she heard her and Ayla talk about this. Sengul told her that Elif is his twin sister and that she talked to their mother before she died. Aybike asked about their father’s wearhabouts and Sengul told her that he was in prison.  Aybike was so sad to hear all of this. Sengul told her to keep this a secret and to not tell berk. Sengul of course didn’t tell her that Resul bought Berk or that Ayla was involved in his mother’s death. 

The next day, Elif came with Ayla to school to enroll. The dean welcomed Elif and asked her if she was ready to join Attaman school and Elif said I am ready but is this school ready for me. I love her energy tbh 😂 She saw Berk and the rest at the cafeteria.

Berk can’t stand her and I know the writers are doing this on purpose because it happened with Omer and Harika in S1 and Omer and Yasmin and Sarp in this season. Aybike started defending Elif after Berk called her weird. Aybike said that she is young like them, she is someone's daughter or someone’s sister so they should try to understand her. Then, Aybike told Asyie that she needs to talk to her. Aybike told Asiye about Elif and Berk being siblings but told Asiye to keep it a secret.

Nebehat and Akif decided to throw a party to welcome Bahar. While everyone was talking about siblings, Berk mentioned that he’s probably the only one in the group without a sibling and Susen said that she also doesn’t have a sibling. It’s okay Susen you’ll get one in the next season 😂 Aybike asked Berk if he wanted to have a sibling but Berk said no, that he likes being an only child and Aybike looked at Asiye 😬 Tolga got gifts for Emel and Bahar and he went upstairs to look for the girls to give them their gifts. Bahar and Emel wanted to watch a movie but the dvd Bahar put in the laptop was the security footage showing how Leyla fell. The dvd took some time to load so the girls chose to play with dolls instead however they left the laptop open and the video started playing. Tolga came to give the girls their gifts and saw the laptop. I am not sure if he saw the video because the laptop was slightly turned to the left so the whole screen wasn’t visible. We’ll know when we get the teaser because they didn’t release one today.

I am surprised by the pace in this episode. I didn’t expect Aybike to find out the truth about Elif this early. When I found out about Berk's birth story, I expected that Aybike would somehow be involved in this. I thought his bio mom would still be alive and Aybike would find out about her when she hears Sengul and Ayla talk about this later in the season, Aybike would hide the truth from Berk, Berk finds out and they break up. Like I said before, the other couples have huge secrets that will lead to a major break up but not Ayber. But then Sarpil died and I dropped this scenario. But now!!!! Aybike found out about Elif and she was shocked. I wonder if she will find out about how Resul bought Berk because I think she thinks that he was adopted. Do you guys think Aybike will tell Berk the truth? Honestly, I think both scenarios are possible 😭

[tonberry-yoda]

Hi, i hope doing good. Can i have a Romantic Mha matchup please. I'm genderfluid, bisexual with male preference. I have long black wavy hair. I have thick black eyebrows, brown eyes. I always have rosy cheeks. My body is curvy with very big chest and little tummy. Also i'm 172 cm. I always have poker face. Those who know me for the first time describe me as cold, quiet, scary and distant. I'm only close to two or three people. They describe me as cold, soft inside, calm, resourceful and knowledgeable. They say I make clever jokes and I'm the mom-friend. And i hate phsyical touch. My love language is words of affirmation. And I'm a switch in a relationship. If I talk about myself, I've always been on my own. I have family problems, I was never close with my father. Even though we are side by side with my mother, we are distant. I'm just my own mom and dad. That's why I've always focused on academic achievement for salvation. And I think I'm very good at it. My hobbies are drawing, sewing, writing and researching, especially about mythology, cultures, history, fashion. I always wear my headphones and listen to music. I like silence, soft colors, being alone, flowers (especially honeysuckle), spring and breeze. I don't like crowds, noise, children, loud talkers and shiny things. I always wear colorful clothes with floral prints. I also wear interesting earrings and different printed socks. And finally, I don't really have an ideal type. I love every person. I like the fact that there are different people. -💐

hi there!!! im gonna call you bouquet anon because i already have a flower anon, so welcome to the tonberry family!!! thanks for sending in this matchup because i have the PERFECT character for you!!

he character I chose for you is...

AIZAWA!!

this man thinks you are stunning

he loves your hair, your body, everything

he just knows that you are the most beautiful human in the world, even if you have a colder personality

he doesnt care that you have a cold personality btw, he thinks it makes you strong and confident, which he loves

if anything, he doenst even think you're that cold

he thinks you're just strong headed and that's what he loves about you

he definitely respects that you dont enjoy physical touch, so he won't put his hands on you unless you allow it and he knows that he has consent to do so

but he's never been one for physical touch himself, so expect a lot of kind words

because words of affirmation is also his love language!!!

he is someone that becomes family to you

you know this man is going to be in your life forever and never leave

it warms your heart to know that

you no longer have to be the mom friend when he is around because we all know he is an absolute mother

he also loves acts of service, so expect a very clean house and a lot of cooking to be done for you <3

he is very supportive of you and your dreams and knows how great you are at everything you do

just know he will support you always and be there for you when things are rough

he just loves how strong you are omg <333

he will 100% bring you flowers

your favorites ofc

tell him about your hobbies because he will always always ALWAYS listen and be smiling the whole time seeing how passionate you are

he will never force you out of your comfort zone and will always ask for consent, so you have the perfect man for all of your needs <333

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hii, I was thinking for the 1k followers event (congrats btw☆) at number 10 with Mikey. maybe his s/o is a foreign(hope I wrote it right :/) that has to go back to their country for a couple years and they promise eachother to get back together once they meet again?? 🛐 jfdjfjwk

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ it hurts because it isn’t fair. it hurts even more because you’re tired of being selfless. this is your moment to be selfish.

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ hellooooooo!!!! here it is! i know it took a lot of time, but i really liked this idea since i first got the ask🤭 hope you like it! prompt no. 10 “remember me” + mikey ;

tw: kind of a breakdown?

TOKYO HEART CLUB

“it’s all righ— “

“no it’s not! don’t tell me it’s alright when it isn’t, mikey! does it look alright to you?”

mikey pushes your head even harder into his shoulder. his already dirty toman uniform is dirtied even harder with your cries and he feels his heart shattering at the sound of your off-chord symphonies.

“i worked my ass off, and you know that!” you raise your head and yell at him, as if it’s any of his fault, “i studied japanese alone, i bought all my books and study materials, i got here on my own, with no one’s help! i won the shadowing residency at UTokyo and i did all i could so i could be top of my class and stay here! and how do i get rewarded? i’m being sent away because some snot-nosed, rich kids want to come to japan to fool around and they had to bribe admissions!”

mikey looks in your eyes with a look so comforting, yet annoying. it’s the looks that means ‘i know, you deserve none of this”, but that very look pains you because you know it too. perhaps it’d have been easier if you would have convinced yourself it was you who did something wrong, but you really were a picture-perfect student: highest grades, always respectful and attention-paying in class, never got into fights that the study abroad agency heard of, you did everything to a t. and yet they still want to send you away? because of what? rich kids that’ll do nothing but get low grades, won’t even bother studying japanese and most likely get arrested for doing dumb shit, sooner or later? everything you have, they don’t, and they’re still sending you away? and not just you, all of your friends, kids who put in just as much effort as you to get where they were. and now, all of their dreams are shattered.

you look in his eyes and in their reflection plays a painfully beautiful movie of memories. your eyes start to water even harder and you just can’t take it anymore.

“don’t let me leave, mikey!” you grab onto his shirt and with fists full of white cotton you pull on it, as if you’re pulling your own hair out, “i love you, i love being here with you, you’re my sec— screw that, you are my family! i don’t want to lose you, you know? and i don’t want you to forget me, please don’t forget me! always remeber me, mikey! i still want to be your girlfriend and i still want to patch you up after you come home all beat up after gang fights! i want to be there on the sides to take care of you and your team, i still want to be toman’s chief of medical assistance and hear you guys laugh about my title! i — i — “

his soft palm meets your quivering mouth and he eyes you down. his soft lips part and his eyes widen.

“what do you mean, you still want to be my girlfriend, y/n? do you think you moving away for one year, hell, even less, is going to strip you of that title? do you think you’re not gonna be the queen of toman anymore, the angel of death that patches up fifty guys at once and does so with the utmost elegance? you’ll be my girlfriend till the end of the world, you’ll be toman’s chief of medical assistance until no toman member lives anymore, you’ll come here, first thing you do after graduating, and you’ll become not only toman’s lead and only doctor, but UTokyo’s as well. and we’re all gonna be waiting here for you. i’ll never forget you, not even when i’m dead.”

he pulls you close and shakes his head in a disapproving manner, “sometimes many dumb things happen in this smart thing, “ he cups your face and kisses your forehead, “let’s go to the meeting, y/n-sensei, toman’s chief of medical assistance, what do you say?”

[silver-ink-iron-words]

Please continue "trying to leave" 😭

Heya! Thank you for the request, I hope you like it :)

Btw, we're returning to the villain's perspective

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Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Trying to Leave, Part 5

The civilian had agreed to start eating again.

They sat at the dining room table, their chest tied to the chair, their arms free. They stared at the wall, their expression empty.

“I made your favorite,” the villain said, striding in with a jolly swing in their step. They placed a plate of chicken parmesan and summer greens in front of the civilian.

“I . . . thank you.” The civilian’s voice was quiet.

The villain settled down next to them with a plate of their own.

The civilian picked up their fork and knife gingerly, as though they were covered in filth. They took a quivering bite.

Their eyebrows shot up, and with rapid movements, they stuffed more and more food into their mouth.

“Seems you were hungry,” the villain said, a twinkle in their eye. “Ah – slowly dear. Make sure you chew all the way. We don’t want you to choke.” Their grin turned teasing. “You’re not getting away from me that easily.”

The civilian glanced to them, and swallowed their food. “Okay.”

They began to eat at a more moderate pace.

Satisfied, the villain started on their own dinner.

“We can watch something together, if you think you can handle being out of your room for an evening,” the villain said. “What would you like? The Office? Stranger Things?”

“Have you, um, heard anything?” The civilian stared down into their food. “About my family?”

The villain’s utensils made a little sound as they were placed back on the plate.

“You never asked about your family before.”

The civilian shrugged, their shoulders stiff. “I just want to know if they’re well.”

“You want to know if anyone’s looking for you.”

The civilian’s mouth pressed into a firm line.

The annoying thing was – they were looking. The civilian’s family was distraught, putting them on all the missing persons’ watch lists and posting flyers all across town.

As the civilian’s partner, the villain had been one of the first people to be interviewed. The police had even searched their house.

Thankfully, nobody knew about this property they had in the woods. As troublesome as the whole search process had been, it was ultimately little more than an inconvenience.

“Your family thinks you’re dead,” the villain said, starting again on their dinner.

The civilian’s knife dropped to the floor. “What?”

“Oh, didn’t I tell you? There was a fire at your place. A torched cadaver was found in your kitchen. Very tragic.”

Of course, the villain had done no such thing. Any kind of arson would have immediately grabbed the police’s attention. And faking a dead body was harder than it sounded. The dental records alone would have proven that the corpse wasn’t the civilian’s.

But the civilian didn’t need to know that.

“You’re a monster,” the civilian said.

“Eat your food, dear.”

“How could you do that? Why would you do that?”

“Because,” the villain said, reaching for the civilian, “it’s best if you have nothing left to go back to.”

The civilian flinched under the villain’s touch. The villain began to play with their hair.

“You make me sick.”

“I told you to eat your food. Do I need to blend it up, and get the pitcher again?”

Fear flashed in the civilian’s eyes. Their movements slow and robotic, they resumed their eating.

The villain watched as they finished. A few more days of this, and the hollowness of their features would fill in. They’d regain some of their strength. And they’d look more like their previous, beautiful self.

When the civilian was nearly done, they halted. Put their face in their hands.

“Come on, you’re almost there,” the villain said.

“I can’t,” the civilian said quietly. “I feel nauseous.”

“Do I look like I was born yesterday? You – ”

The civilian burst up. Or tried to. Their ties held, and the chair fell down again with a slam.

They eased over to the side, and vomited all over the floor.

The villain swore, and leapt up to help their partner.

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Later, the two of them laid on the couch, the civilian wrapped in the villain’s arms.

“I’m sorry,” the villain said, stroking the civilian’s freshly washed hair. “I should have given you something plainer, after you’d gone so long without eating. I wasn’t thinking.”

“Please,” the civilian said, fingers gripping the villain’s shirt. They sniffed, and their voice wobbled. “I’m actually, literally begging you. Please, just let me go.”

“Do you recall the promise you made to me?”

A sob shuddered out.

“Exactly.” The villain kissed the top of the civilian’s head.

The villain felt the civilian’s tears pool on their chest as they drifted into the warm, pleasant embrace of sleep.

When they opened their eyes again, they felt the cold prick of a knife against their throat.

Part 6

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