#whatever you say marcus. you got it king

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every time I open Rediker I form new neural pathways. I’m begging any black sails fans (any pirate/age of sail fans tbh, but especially bs) to read his entire oeuvre you will not regret it.

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because of you • part two

PART I • PART III • PART VI • PART V • EPILOGUE // REQ -> @sattlersquarry ❝ an enemies to lovers fic with Steve? 💙 maybe they have to put aside their differences to fight upside down stuff and realize they actually have a lot in common 👀 • 18+  | ( 3.3k – little bit of king!steve, mostly angst with a dash of fluff, enemies to idiots in love, steve x reader )

B E C A U S E O F Y O U • P A R T T W O 🎶 theatre, etta marcus

❝ IS IT EASIER WHEN YOU DON’T HAVE TO START AGAIN? WHEN YOU DON’T WANNA MAKE AMENDS? ❞

‘Stealing a Winnebago’ had been easier than you’d assumed, but the getaway execution went exactly like you thought it would. Absolute disorganized chaos and the way Steve peeled out of the trailer park dumped you into Robin’s lap for the first mile. Made you even more skeptical of whatever half-assed plan these people had frankensteined together and now? You found yourself browsing the clothing section of The War Zone.

What in the hell were they thinking coming here anyway? From Eddie’s retelling of what happened under Lover’s Lake it sounded like not one of them knew anything about hand-to-hand combat, let alone guns. Couldn’t even land a punch, but thought they could handle this? Walls of rifles on display, rounders full of bulletproof gear and cases upon cases of bullets and god, you wanted to leave.

“Hey,” Nancy’s voice pulled your attention away from the tactical vests you were staring at, her eyes wide and earnest as she looked over at you. “If I go over to the counter, you gonna be okay?”

“Oh, totally,” you lied. “Yeah, was gonna go look over here anyway,” and you thumbed over your shoulder at more vests.

“Okay, good.”

She gave you a small Nancy-Wheeler-smile and left you there alone in a sea of camouflage. In the middle of a store you’d never have set foot in before all this and making you second guess yourself. Second guess what was seemingly more and more a stupid decision to go along with all of this and you huffed a sigh in frustration.

“Should’ve stayed in the trailer,” you grumbled under your breath, fighting the urge to just walk out, but apparently you weren’t the only one wandering around all the puke green clothing.

“Huh, didn’t know you had good ideas.”

The sound of Steve’s voice made your hands ball into fists, nails pressing half moons into your palms.

“Do you ever have anything nice to say?” you sneered and he had the audacity to be so causal. Didn’t even look up from the tactical vests he was flipping through and tossed one into his cart.

“Not to you I don’t.”

Anger rose in your chest like a pot boiling over, so hot it made your cheeks burn as you glowered over at him.

“What’s your problem?”

“Don’t have one.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yep,” and still he didn’t look at you. Picked a bomber jacket off the rack and piled it on top of his vest and it was the last straw.

Stalking over to his side of the rounder you got right up in his face, dug a finger into his chest and said, “Liar.”

His eyes flickered at your accusation, sardonic smile pulling at the corners of his mouth as he looked down at you and warned, “Don’t say things you can’t prove, Princess.” And he leaned into your finger. Waited for you to fold. Tsked at your attitude and the sound of it triggered a memory so strong you felt like you’d been sucker punched.

Your second ever interaction with Steve Harrington happened the week before summer break.

You heard it while you were walking back to school from grabbing lunch at the diner. A high, sharp whistle followed by car horn and then—

“Owwww, damn baby!”

And you recognized the voice right away.

Tommy Hagan. Leaning out the passenger window of Steve’s BMW. Wolf-whistling at you and being a dick and you tried to ignore them, but then they were pulling up next to you and slowing way down.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Tommy purred at your back, your mouth twisting into a scowl at the sound of Eddie’s nickname on his tongue. “You need a rid–” he started to ask, but his question cut short when you turned around.

Mouth dropped open in shock for a split second as he realized who you were, Tommy quickly recovered and started to laugh. That obnoxious, hyena-like laugh that made you want to punch him and he smiled and whistled again.

“Shit, Stevie! Who knew the freak had an ass on her!”

“You kiss Carol with that mouth, Tommy?” you shot back, Steve stifling a snicker from the driver’s seat.

“Bet you could do for a kiss, baby,” Tommy tsked, pouted his lips at you and grinned, “Always so damn sour.”

“Yeah? Wanna find out why?” you threatened and it made Tommy grin even wider. Shark-like. Predatory.

“Park it, Stevie,” Tommy didn’t bother looking at his friend, eyes locked on you as he opened the passenger door and jumped out of the car while it was still moving. Walked right up and crowded over you, eyes narrowing as he leaned in, “And what if I do?”

Your stomach lurched, heart leaping into your throat as you stood your ground. You didn’t think he’d take the bait, but you also didn’t shy away. God, you wished Eddie was there. Tilting your chin up in defiance you glared him down.

“Tommy, c’mon man. Just leave it,” you heard Steve’s voice from over Tommy’s shoulder, tinged at the edges with desperation as he ran up on the two of you, but Tommy couldn’t have cared less.

“Well? What’re you gonna do about it, toots?” Tommy pushed again, toes of his shoes knocking against yours as he stepped even closer, towering over you and it hit you like a ton of bricks how in over your head you were.

“Tommy, just leave–”

“I didn’t ask you, Harrington!” Tommy snapped and you took the opportunity.

Grabbing a fistful of his shirt in your hands, you yanked Tommy down into you and drove your knee into his crotch as hard as you could.

“Oh, fuuuuck,” he choked out, folded in half and hands covering his junk as he dry heaved and you took a big step back.

“Coward,” you turned and hurled the word at Steve and watched it land heavy as his face shifted. Brows pinching together and mouth dropped open, but nothing came out as he struggled to say those two little words. I’m sorry. To tell you he wasn’t like his friend, but his silence betrayed him.

“You bitch,” Tommy grunted at you as he tried to straighten up, one hand still over his crotch.

“Don’t move! I’ll–I’ll get you expelled!” you threatened and it made him laugh. A mean, mirthless thing.

“No fuckin’ way. My mom’s on the school board, who’s gonna take your side?”

And you looked back at Steve for a split second, silently asking him to step in and do something, but he stood frozen in place. Still unable to go against his ‘best friend’ and what little belief you had left in him was shattered.

You were done with Steve Harrington.

Shaking your head, you fought back the tears burning at the corners of your eyes and ran up the path to the cafeteria doors. Disappeared behind them with a loud, metallic slam! and left Steve alone to drown in the deafening silence.

Don’t say things you can’t prove, Princess.

It was like no time had passed, like you were still there in that parking lot with Tommy towering over you and tsking at you just like Steve was doing now, but this time you didn't run away.

“Don’t call me that!” you shoved at his chest and he stumbled back a step.

“Don’t call me a liar!”

“All you do is lie, Harrington! Your entire life was built on lies,” you could see his pulse fluttering against his neck. Watched his jaw tick as he clenched down on the words he wanted so badly to throw at you, but you didn’t give him a chance. “Why are you even here? You don’t give a shit about Eddie. You don’t give a shit about anyone, you’re–”

“Enough!” you flinched as his shout drew the attention of a couple older guys looking at the hunting gear. “You don’t know anything about me, okay? Not a god damn thing,” and the second part was quieter, but they way he held your gaze after punctuated it heavy.

He turned away from you, hastily pushing his cart back toward the cashier counter and walked out the double doors, but you weren’t about to let him have the last word.

“Hey, I’m not done!” you shouted after him across the parking lot. Sharp and biting and it made him spin back around, arms flung out at his sides in exasperation.

“Oh, yeah? Fine. What else you got?”

“Well, for one, I’m not going to sit here while you lord around like King Steve. This isn’t high school. No one here gives a shit about any of that.”

He squeezed his eyes shut at his old nickname. Sucked in a breath and let it out slow to try and steady himself.

“I’m not like that anymore.”

“Seriously? Do you hear yourself? You’ve been a dick to me since I set foot in Max’s trailer! And honestly? I’m not surprised! You think I don’t remember all the shit you put me through, put us through in school?” you shot back and he opened his eyes to glare over at you.

“Like I said, Princess–”

“I said don’t call me that!”

“–you don’t have any idea what this is. What we’re up against. None. You’re in over your head.”

“Okay? And what, I’m supposed to sit here on my hands and say, ‘It’s fine! Steve Harrington and all his little friends will fix this’?? You’re out of your mind!”

“And you think you can?” he shot back and your heart rate thrummed heavy in your ears.

“You know, Eddie says he trusts you now, but hell if I will. No fucking way,” and as you turned and cut past him back to the Winnebago he had to jog to keep up.

“Hey! Eddie almost killed me! With a fucking beer bottle!”

You huffed a laugh and kept walking, shaking your head at the accusation and incredulous at the lengths he was going to prove his point.

“Why should I believe you?” you called over your shoulder, “You’re probably just gunning for a headline: Steve Harrington, Hero of Hawkins!”

“Headline?? I–are you kidding me? You think I’d do all this for a headline??”

And finally you stopped at the bottom step of the Winnebago and Steve seized his chance.

“You really think I’m that superficial?” he shot at your back, but you didn’t turn around. Didn’t even acknowledge him and he spent what little patience he had left. “Hey! I’m talking to you!”

But you were already gone. Frozen in place with the world growing dark. Tree line ahead of you blurring. Unfocused and liquid like water and the ground swam under you as a voice echoed in your mind.

I see you.

The sound of Steve still talking behind you turned to fuzz, crackled like radio static and faded away into ear-splitting silence. Deafening and swallowing you whole and then you felt it. The ground falling out from underneath you and you were drowning in the dark and the voice that echoed in your mind pulled you even deeper.

Resisting will only make it worse.

❝ AND I NEVER HAD A TASTE FOR LIARS OR THE UNIQUELY UNINSPIRED ‘CAUSE I DON’T NEED TO BE DESIRED ❞

Steve glared daggers at your back. Anger hot and fuming and fueled by the fact that you had the nerve to ignore him and god, he wanted to prove you wrong.

“Are you trying to piss me off? Cos its work–” but the words died in his throat as he came around to face you. “Oh. Oh, shit,” with a quick glance over your shoulder he saw everyone else finally coming out of the store and he didn’t wait to call for help.

“Munson!! Eddie!” Steve yelled over your shoulder at your best friend before grabbing your shoulders in his hands and squeezed at them. Leaned down to try and meet your unfocused, far away gaze and when none of it worked he felt his chest grow tight.

Not again.

“Hey, hey! Look at me!" panic clawed its way up his throat as he shook your shoulders, "Stay with me! Munson–hurry up!”

Your eyes were glazed over, tears gathering at the corners as your whole body started to tremble. Breathing stuttered and caught in your throat. Lips parted and trying to pull air in, but it wasn’t enough and Steve felt his hand twitch. Wanted to press it to your cheek to try and ground you, reach you and bring you back, but then Eddie was finally at your side and shoving Steve out of the way.

“Sweetheart! Can you hear me? Shit, shit, shit. What happened?? Honey? Look at me!” Eddie cradled your face in his hands. Did what Steve couldn’t. Voice ratcheted up, his usual low timbre a high pitched thing driven by fear and hearing it doused any remaining anger that had settled into Steve’s chest and replaced it with something else.

With helplessness. Regret. Remorse.

With the slow realization that everything he’d just said to you wasn’t worth it. Remembered how Nancy had yelled at him, just like you, outside of the gym. You’re bullshit! And his throat squeezed with guilt for messing it all up again because he was bullshit. He was a liar and you were right. Had he learned nothing?

He looked at you, your face contorted with fear, and he felt something new flicker within him. A feeling blooming at the pit of his stomach. One he was so certain couldn’t possibly exist when it came to you, but as he stood there watching Eddie try to shake you back from the dark he wasn’t so sure anymore.

“Steve, help me!” tears cut down Eddie’s cheeks as he called to him and pulled him hurtling back to Earth. Desperate. Pleading. Begging him to do something and it shook Steve back into action.

Heart pounding in his chest, adrenaline coursed through Steve's body and fought off the fear that had threatened to trap him in choke hold.

“Max, gimme your Walkman!” he shouted over your shoulder.

The rest of the group had started running back to the Winnebago as soon as they’d heard yelling and when Steve asked for the cassette player, Max knew time was running out.

“Shit,” she hissed under her breath and broke into a sprint, scrambling to untangle the headphones from around her neck as she hurried to get to you. “Here! It’s still Kate Bush, is that–”

“Doesn’t matter–Munson get these on, hurry!” Steve, snatched the Walkman from Max and crammed it into Eddie’s outstretched hands.

“Please, please, please,” fell from Eddie’s lips, desperate, praying that this would work as he fitted the headphones on and pressed them against your ears, “Please.”

Blinking heavy, you strained your eyes against the black. Against the suffocating dark you suddenly found yourself in. The stand of vivid, green ash trees lining the parking lot replaced by gnarled branches, dark and leafless. Bright yellow buttercups snuffed out by thick, wet vines that snaked their way across the ground under your feet.

You weren’t in the parking lot of the War Zone anymore, not really, and as you breathed in the sickly, ashen air your heart stopped in your chest.

The Upside Down.

“Eddie? Eddie!” you shouted into the dark, red lightening cracking the sky in two, and when no one answered you knew you were utterly alone.

Panic gripped you like a vice as you thought of Chrissy. Of Fred and Patrick and dread filled your stomach. Utter hopelessness and grief and when you whipped around to run you felt something tangle around your leg. Wrapping up, up, up and pulling you down, down, down.

You braced for it, ready to break your fall with your hands, but you never hit and instead found yourself lifting into the air. Unhinged laughter filling your ears as more vines snaked around your arms and legs and you swore you were going to be sick.

It was

Him.

“Why isn’t it working?? God dammit, work!” Eddie was yelling at the Walkman, his composure unravelling as Chrissy’s last moments flooded his mind. “Is she gonna die? She can’t die!” he pleaded and his voice cracked, a sob caught in his throat, “Please don’t let her die!”

“Hey hey, hey! Get a hold of yourself. That’s not gonna happen, okay? It’s gonna work,” Steve gripped Eddie’s shoulders, looked him in the eye and tried to reassure him, but when he glanced over at you he knew he couldn’t make that promise. “Please work,” he whispered, “I’m sorry.”

Where are you going? You can’t leave. Not yet.

Vecna’s voice was everywhere. Flooding every part of you and you feared you would never feel joy again. Would never escape this. Would be stuck here forever screaming into the void, hanging on Vecna’s every whim.

I would like very much to show you where I’m going. Please, take a seat.

And the vines yanked you down, squeezed tight around your wrists and legs and held you fast against the ground, rocks digging painfully into your back.

“Please, let me go!” you pleaded into the dark. “Please, I–” but your mouth went dry as a shadowy figure appeared through the ash. Coming closer and closer in the dark with each heavy step and when it finally stopped, feet at your head, your blood ran cold.

Wet, sinewy skin. Muscles exposed and stretched taut. Eyes that pierced your mind and knew every single one your thoughts. Knew all the dark things spiraling there and made them worse. Clawed at you with spindly, protruding hands and long, dagger-like claws and suffocated you with the smell of something rotten.

Of decay.

Of death.

Reaching a hand down, Vecna held it over your face, inches away from touching you as you struggled against your restraints, but they constricted tighter with your every move.

“Please,” you were crying openly now, tears cutting paths through the ash that had settled on your cheeks, but he ignored you.

I want you to tell your friends, I want you to tell them everything you see. Everything I show you.

“No, please!”

Tell them!

“No, I can’t–”

Tell them everything!

And then your head felt like was being cleaved in two. White hot light fracturing the black sky into thick shards and your screams were the only thing you could hear as Vecna pried open your mind and poured into you his vision for the future...

Hawkins in ruin.

Four gashes in the earth. Cavernous. Hot and angry and full of fire.

Your family. Lying scattered across your lawn. Motionless and still and limbs bent wrong.

Tell them!

Your friends hanging in the air just like Chrissy, Fred, Patrick.

Eyes empty, slack-jawed and lifeless, bones snapped like twigs.

Tell them!

Eddie and Robin and Nancy and Steve and–

“NO!” you screamed, the sound pulled painfully from your lungs as you felt your legs give way and collapsed into yourself.

“Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa–”

Steve scrambled to grab hold of your shoulder and barely caught you before your bare knees hit the pavement.

You heard birds chirping. Sunlight filtering through the backs of your eyelids as you kept them squeezed shut, but the air was clean. Smelled fresh and as you slowly opened your eyes you realized you weren’t choking on ash anymore.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Steve was still holding onto you, your hands pressed into his thighs as you braced yourself, the feeling of nausea overwhelming.

“I saw him,” you whispered, only Steve could hear you and you started to cry.

“Him?” Steve asked unnecessarily, glancing up at Eddie. Hoping, no praying, if he asked maybe you’d give a different answer. One that wouldn’t involve death and the end of the world and everything hinging on this stupid fucking plan, but he knew.

Everyone knew.

Eyes glued on their feet. Arms folded over their chests and uneasy with the weight that had settled over the group.

“Vecna.”

[ NOTE: THIS IS PART TWO OF A – POSSIBLY – FIVE PART SERIES, PART FOUR AND FIVE TO COME SOON ]

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If Dove's store went into the Lmk universe/storyline, how whould dove react to Mk? And Wukong being put into another circlet??

I'm sorry for how off the rails this ask is going to get, I'm including a lot of other stuff besides your questions cuz I've already thought about this a lot.

@marcu-bug and I have brought it up to each other before, and in LMK… Dove is reincarnated. Will I explain why?

…Not yet :D

For this, Dove is sort of like a maternal figure to MK (He's got so many dads, why not add a mom friend?). I have a oneshot planned where I'll go more into her character, but I imagine in the lmk universe, she’d be a paramedic that usually stops by Pigsy’s for lunch. Dinner too if she’s had a long day. Which is most days.

She definitely gets a lot of those ‘worried-parent’ feelings around MK and Mei, with how often they go jumping at the chance to do dumb shit. She’s seen a lot of things, but dear lord do those to take the cake for number of calls she’s had to respond to. Actually, that’s probably how she first discovered the noodle shop, responding to a call Pigsy made when Mei took MK for a ride on her motorcycle and they crashed. I imagine like an old bartender, Pigsy would listen to her rants about her shift with Tang enjoying a bowl next to her. Being a paramedic is tough, having her gift is helpful but sometimes Dove is running into hostile situations on the job. Sometimes she sees something that shakes her, but Pigsy and Tang are there to listen at the end of the day. It also helped her to unwind by hearing Tang tell MK all about the Journey to the West and the Monkey King. It'd be a lie to say she wasn't a little intrigued by his stories, just a bit.

She joins the monkie gang when the pilot begins and helps out when she can, and funnily enough, Red Son gets pretty uncomfortable around her. Not that she gets to join her friends too often, and for a very specific reason. Sun Wukong. At first, Dove thinks he's a generally cold guy, he's always on his mountain, doesn't socialize much, and he's pretty standoff-ish around her. But after seeing how he is with MK, she quickly realizes that isn't the case.

Okay, he's just an ass, then. A confusing one, at that.

It seems like Monkey King will do whatever it takes to avoid her, but at the same time, he pushes himself into her life in the most frustrating ways imaginable. Nearly anytime she's invited to do anything fun with her friends or go on any sort of adventure, she gets a call from her building manager that something is leaking in her apartment, or a strange call from her boss asking if she can do another shift last-minute, only for them to be none the wiser about ever asking her to do that. Dove didn't realize who was behind these strange happenings, but when she figured it out, boy was she pissed.

It's not uncommon to see Dove and Wukong arguing, much to MK's dismay. She just doesn't get why he's decided to hate her, he doesn't even know her! One time, he asked her to help a monkey of Flower Fruit Mountain that needed medical help, but when she got there, he left her stranded on the mountain while he went on vacation! Dove couldn't see the mainland for days until MK and Tang visited the mountain for a separate reason about some giant dumpling. It doesn't get much better when the team has to go looking for the Samadhi rings. If anything, it gets worse. Monkey King is so aggravated to even have Dove with them, she'd half-expect that he wanted her left to be frozen in the city with Lady Bone Demon! He doesn't want her anywhere near the ritual where they form the fire. The unfriendly behaviour doesn't stop until, well, Amnesia Rules…

When Monkey King loses his memory and gives her this look of shock, the last thing she expects is for him to scoop her into his arms with the tightest hug she's ever experienced. A flip switched in his attitude towards her, and it's made all the more confusing after he explains that Pigsy is Zhu Bajie and Tang is Tang Sanzang

"Who do you think I am, then?"

"You're my one and only, Love-Dove!"

She's not sure what's worse, that god-awful nickname or the fact that he thinks he's in love with her! Although, as the day goes by… she can't say she's unopposed to seeing this much friendlier side of him. Even if she only got to see it for a little while.

It likely wouldn't be until Wukong is about to face LBD that he finally admits to her why he was so upset about her being there, how she was the reincarnation of his one and only love. A love he lost, in a way that he could only blame himself. He couldn't bear the thought of putting her near harm's way again, not when their mission revolved around a power that was responsible for her past life's death (I might go into it in another ask/post, this is getting long)

After learning all of what they'd gone through in her past life, Dove is… apprehensive, to say the least. Some of his actions from the past, they make sense to her now, but it doesn't make her forgive him completely. Still, she remembers how Sun Wukong was when he had lost his memory… she would like to see that side of him more.

It takes them time to get past their rocky start (these two can never just start off liking each other smh), but in time, Dove starts to see more of that side she'd seen during Amnesia Rules. And she starts to fall for him all over again. He tells her about her past life, their time together on the journey, all of it. He admits how he robbed her of immortality… and how she tricked him into wearing the circlet. Their ups and their downs, he tells her everything. By the time season 5 rolls around, they're happy together. He's even offered her an immortal peach from the tree he's grown on FFM, so that he can finally make up for the mistake he made all those years ago.

Then… Li Jing puts the circlet on Wukong, again.

The moment Dove finds out, she's furious. How could they hurt him like that again?! Wukong tries to put her mind at ease, but it takes a lot to calm her down. "It's fine, Dove… I was honestly pretty disappointed. He put it on and just left, at least you were creative about it back in the day." That night, in the back of Sandy's van, Dove is littering his head in kisses, she can hardly imagine how painful it must feel. You best believe the moment they see Li Jing chasing them, she's aiming whatever she can find straight for his head. If he thinks he can induce some magic migraine on her man like that, she'll find a way to pay back the favour, tenfold. Nobody touches her Sun Wukong but her.

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could you do headcanons on the volturi having a mate who sings in the shower? like they don’t realize the vampires can hear them yk

Slow and steady wins the race right? I'm starting to work more on request, i know I been lacking but school really does keep me occupied. I hope this makes up for it. Enjoy💙

Singing In The Shower

Warnings: none that I am aware of

Felix:

The song choice “Toxic” by Britney Spears 

For some reason whenever you heard that song you just thought of him, so of course you added that to your playlist that you listen to when you shower 

So currently you find yourself belting this song with all your might without a single care in the world 

You don't even realize that everyone in the castle can hear you

Every. Single. Vampire. Can. Hear. You. 

Everyone was scattered around the castle but they stopped as you started singing this song

Everyone basically gravitated toward Felix

“Is that your mate?”

“Is she okay?”

“Why is she singing that song”

“Will someone stop that”

Felix loves to hear you sing, he thinks you sound like an angel but he does get slightly flustered when people bring up your singing 

When he does confront you, he’s a bit smug about it 

Clearly he knows that song is dedicated to him so he will respond with a “Well well, aren't we feeling scandalous today?”

When he tells you that the others can hear you singing, obviously you're embarrassed but at the end of the day when Demetri tells you that when you sing, Felix gets flustered

It's worth it without a doubt

You will keep singing and Felix won't stop you because he enjoys hearing you sing, even if your song choices get a bit….explicit (he’s into that anyways)

Demetri:

Song choice “Brooklyn Baby” by Lana Del Rey 

This vampire would join in if this was the case 

To the cheesiest of pop songs, to the most explicit rap song to a simple ballad that hits you in the soul, he will sing them with you (language is of no concern for him, he does after all know multiple languages)

He will tend to add songs into your “Shower playlist” that he would want to hear you sing or ones where you and him can duet 

He really does not care if others can hear you, he actually thinks of it as a mini concert in the bathroom. 

He even manage to add color changing bulbs to create that feeling of a rock concert 

Felix might tease you guys but those mini shower concerts are one of the many things you and Demetri bond over 

So yea the kings might have a talk with him about being able to hear “such vulgar” songs (mostly Caius thinking, Aro is intrigue while Marcus is whatever)

But that just makes him want to let you do you, he would never want to stop you in doing something you love 

What he likes the most about you singing in the shower is how you manage to outshine him during a rap song

He is shock how you manage to say all of the words without missing a beat

When you first found out the others can hear you (after many showers later), you were absolutely mortified at the realization

What do you mean they can hear me Demetri?” You guys have super hearing????

After many reassurance he tells you it's no problem  and that you singing in the shower is one of the highlights of his day (he likes that quirk of yours)

Alec:

“Espresso” by Sabrina Carpenter (before anyone comes out for me, I thought of this song for Alec because I was thinking about that one-shot I wrote for him called ‘Better than a Cup of Coffee’ plus this song wont leave my mind, i'm always ‘now he’s thinking bout me every night, isn't that sweet?’)

It started off as any other lovely day, you were getting ready to take your well needed shower, but couldn't start it until you got your music set 

As soon as the song above goes on you start grooving to it and singing it, not really thinking twice about it 

It was even your first time ever singing in the shower in the castle so again you didn't think twice 

But before you can even get to the last verse of the song, Alec appears on the other side of the shower door staring at you

(A little jump scare to be honest) while his face holds no emotion or reaction 

He informs you he could hear you all the way from the throne room

Instantly your heart drops and the color to your skin starts to loose its normal color at his words 

Your his shy, introverted, and calm mate yet here you are here acting the total opposite, everyone knows how you are so they don't try to push you out of your comfort zone but hearing you sing such a pump up song leaves them shook 

At that moment you want to want the earth to just swallow you from the pure embarrassment that you were facing

Alec being the darling he is, was comforting you and telling you “i thought you had such a sweet voice cara, i could get used to it”

His words touch your heart but you still feel worried of when you have to face the others

“I will be there for you, if they say something I'll use my gift, hmm?”

So much for thinking about coffee in the shower 

Jane:

“Mi Niña Traviesa” by Luis Coronel 

She’s the one mortified here 

Not that your singing is bad to her (sure your voice might of cracked slightly but she secretly thought it was cute) it's just the others started to tease her

She’s very protective of you, so hearing others making fun of you awakens her right away 

She won't hesitate to use her gift on others 

As for you side, your not even aware of what is happening to her or that others can hear you

For a while she does not confront you about your singing in the shower because she knows it would embarrass you 

Until two certain vamps who like to joke around and spend hours with you when Jane is away on a mission spilled the news 

They said it casually, they asked you what that song (from above) you were singing called

You felt your soul leave your body, they heard me!?

You sat there as you felt yourself slowly shutting down from embarrassment and while Felix and Demetri just kept on talking about it, unaware of your state 

You eventually left them and went off to your shared room 

You have never felt such embarrassment in your life

About to curl up a sharp yet soft voice stopped you

“Who made you cry?”

You didn’t even realize that you had small tears coming down until Jane pointed it out 

She was by your side immediately and it is when you tell her

She freezes for a moment thinking she might as well reveal the truth 

When you hear her say this you felt even worse but she mentioned you sounded like an angel

She didn't tell you because she knew you would stop 

With her saying she likes your singing you promised her you would sing for her sometimes if she joins you in the shower 

[berberriescorner]

That girl is not about to babysit all those damn kids please😭

AND ISSSS! If momma needs help, baby girl gon’ provide 👏🏾. The middle child will put in the work as well. As the oldest, Marcus gonna help too😂🤣!

No, but seriously. Little momma needs to chill on her mother. The lady of the house is more than capable of taking care of all her babies. Daddy Rio is completely comfortable with her being a full-time mommy🥰😍.

Little Ms. Mamas can chill. She can babysit to earn some extra allowance.

Here y’all go getting another continuation out of me😒😂:

“Mama? May I upgrade to the new iPhone that just dropped? Daddy said he was cool with it. He said I have to run it by you first.”

“We just got you a new MacBook and AirPods. No ma’am. You can upgrade when your birthday rolls around.”

She kisses her teeth, instantly regretting it as you give her that look.

“Not you trying to have an attitude? See, that’s y’all’s problem. You’re so used to getting whatever you want.”

“My birthday isn’t for another three months. Please, ma? It’s not like we can’t afford it.”

Did she just…I know she didn’t just say that? See, Rio this is what happens when there isn’t a balance. We've created spoiled little monsters.

You took a deep calming breath. Trying to keep from raising your voice.

Gentle parenting, Y/N. Remember to practice gentle parenting.

“Correction. It’s not like WE can’t afford it. We, meaning your father and me. You must be confused, baby girl. I didn’t know you paid bills around here.”

Your oldest daughter huffed and rolled her eyes. Rio had walked in just in time to catch what you said. Watching his daughters reaction let him know he needed to step in.

“Baby girl, you know Daddy loves you with everything in me. Peep this though. Two very important things you need to learn, baby. One, I know that’s your mother, but that’s my wife. Watch your tone, cut the dramatics, and respect her, darlin'. All that huffing and puffing gotta go. Chill on rolling those eyes.”

Your chest swelled with pride as you thought, “I know that’s right, papa.”

Rio continued, “Second lesson of the day. Life’s not fair, darlin’. Now I was cool with it, so long as your mama was. Given your reaction to what she said. I noticed something else you need to learn. You want something bad enough baby girl, hustle for it.”

Your daughter looked at him quizzically.

“You want the phone bad enough. Pay for it.”

“That would take all my saved allowance.”

Rio shrugged, “find a hustle, baby girl.”

“Yes, sir."

Realizing that her father was right, she spoke again, “Sorry for acting like a brat, mama. I understand what you both are saying. If I want it, gotta earn it.”

Dear Lord. He’s going to turn all these children into finesse kings and queens. I don’t know whether to be worried or proud. It couldn't hurt to be both, right?

You embraced your daughter and kissed the top of her head.

“Look, I’m not trying to be hard on you, but sometimes we need to find balance. Yes, we love spoiling you and your siblings, but we want you all to know how to go out and get it on your own.”

Hearing you impart wisdom to your daughter, placed a smile on your husband’s face. He kissed both his babies on the forehead.

“I'll tell you what. Come up with half. Daddy and I will pay the rest, deal?”

Her face lit up, as she bounced up and down excitedly.

“Thank you, Mommy! How can I earn my half?”

You started to give suggestions when she cut you off.

“How about I babysit for the next four date nights? Nana wouldn’t mind if I sat in for her.”

Rio chuckled, “I thought you hated watching your siblings?”

“I don’t hate it, daddy. I don’t love it either, but bread is bread.”

“I feel you little hustla. Baby girl said a win is a win. This is a proud daddy moment. Yeah, that works for me.”

Rio pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. Kissing your neck a few times, he asked, “That alright with you, mama?”

You sighed happily, loving his sweet embrace.

“That’s fine with me, baby,” you responded, turning to peck his lips.

“Eww! Please don’t have another baby.”

“Girl hush and go check on your sisters. It’s too quiet in this house. Probably doing something they're not supposed to.”

“Fine, but can I get five dollars for my time?”

“Y/D/N,” Rio said authoritatively.

“Yes, sir. I’m going,” she chuckled.

Rio waited for her to leave the room. His hands gripped you tighter, nibbling your ear.

“I say we give her one more sibling to look after. Six sounds like a good number to stop," he whispered trailing kisses down your neck.

“I’d say no, but you’re not going to listen. I’m tired of being pregnant,” you teased.

“You ain’t tired of making them though.”

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Subtext and Culture, Young Royals, Season 2, Episode 6

Final episode, and we're picking up the morning right after last episode. The curtains are still closed though, good for them!

Subtext: The something Simon needs to take care of is of course the situationship with Marcus.

Subtext: Real subtle music choice there, show. This is where August decides to solve the problem of Simon going to the police in his own twisted ways.

Lost in translation: August meekly asked for some changes to the speech last episode, whereas Wilhelm just changed it without asking for permission. Here's what it says, with his changes: Hillerska 120 years Your Majesty, dear mom. And dear Hillis. It's an honour to be standing here today speaking to you - not only as Crown Prince, but as your classmate. Hillerska welcomed me during a very difficult but meaningful time in my life. (He's scratched out "Eders" at the top, which is an archaic way of saying and spelling "ers", which in turn is a special version of the plural second person possessive pronoun "er", which is only used in a formal address like this.)

Lost in translation: The second cue card has more changes: Hillerska isn't just the place where we are taught to be good citizens so that in the future we can shoulder the responsibilities that has been imposed on us. It is also a home. Hillerska became a home to me, just like it was for my dear mother, and my brother before me... and for many of you. You have become family. The school motto is "take responsibility for your legacy" "feel your responsibility for the legacy", be proud of your history, pass on the traditions to the next generation.

Cinematography: The show normally only uses these fourth wall breaks to bookend each season, but all occasions have been when Wilhelm has been making a public speech or felt observed. Here he's practising a public speech, and the show uses the fourth wall break to really bring home this point.

Culture: The show says that this scene takes place just a couple of days after the Valentine's ball, which puts us in the middle of February. But we can tell by the blooming cherry tree in the background that this scene was actually shot in mid April. This is absolutely not what February looks like in the Stockholm area in Sweden, which made me super confused about the timeline.

Subtext: It absolutely is about Wilhelm, but Marcus got it completely wrong anyway, Simon doesn't like Wilhelm because he is a prince, he likes him despite him being a prince. Oh, and it's a nice touch to separate them physically with an electric fence, to really show their distance.

Subtext: No, the person who feels like a victim here is actually Marcus. He doesn't fit in with the rich kids at the school, and now he thinks that they "stole" Simon away from him. Whatever, who cares, he has served his narrative purpose, byyyeeeeee!

Subtext: Loyalty is a huge theme in this episode, so we start this cursed subplot with a nice long opening shot of the motto of the Forest Ridge house, to remind us of how important loyalty is to the upper classes.

Subtext: Everyone tries to manipulate Wilhelm by invoking his dead brother, of course August does the same.

Subtext: So why does Alexander side with August? Wilhelm actually treated Alexander like shit, he threw him under the bus to protect Simon last season, and he feigned ignorance in the first episode of this season when Alexander came back to school, which means the Forest Ridge oath doesn't mean much to him. Alexander feels completely betrayed, because Wilhelm should have been loyal to his house brothers. August on the other hand promises him loyalty. If Alexander takes the blame, then the future king of Sweden, August, will owe him a huge personal favour, and that's just worth a lot more to him and his family than the minor inconvenience of a criminal trial. He's got money, and the full backing of the royal court, he's never gonna go to jail, jail is for poor people!

Subtext: ...like Simon, and his unemployed substance-abusing dad. Simon would not be treated gently by the justice system for dealing drugs, Wilhelm can't really intervene on his behalf, and the royal court wants Simon gone, so they won't help out either, which is why August's threat is very, very real.

Subtext: August has constantly been trying to impose upper-class values on Wilhelm, all the way since season 1, and that includes all the lies and secrets and cover-ups. He truly believes rug-sweeping is the best way of handling the situation, and can't really understand why Wilhelm won't play the game like the rest of them do.

Subtext: We know that Wilhelm's love language is touch, so August touching him is a violation that he reacts very strongly to, punching his arm away.

Culture: Clay pigeon shooting or trap shooting started evolving as a sport over 150 years ago, when upper class shooting clubs realized what a bother it was having to collect a ton of live pigeons when a gentleman simply wanted to practice hunting for a bit, so they developed cheaper clay targets instead. The birds are made out of an easily breakable hard clay, and the launcher is controlled with a foot pedal. The shotgun is loaded with birdshot, which is pretty harmless for humans at long range.

Subtext: A nice little throwback to S1E1, when August told Wilhelm that they could get away with anything, including murder.

Blink and you miss it: August glances at Sara, so Detective Felice quickly figures out that it was her before she admits it.

Blink and you miss it: Simon is actually smiling and enjoying seeing August humiliated by Wilhelm.

Subtext: Also a throwback to season 1, when Sara gave Simon shit for "always wanting to give people a second chance". Now she's doing the exact same thing, and August is ironically just as unworthy of it as Sara and Simon's dad was.

Subtext: Another theme this season has been about people protecting themselves, while claiming to protect others, so here's Sara accusing August of doing exactly that.

Lost in translation: Simon says "Snälla, jag orkar inte", which can't be directly translated, because English is missing the incredibly useful Scandinavian verb orka. It means having the physical or mental strength or stamina or energy to do something. When it's negated like here, it can range in meaning from not having enough stamina to run a long race, or not having enough strength to lift something heavy, or not being able to eat more food, or not wanting to deal with a person, or not having the energy to handle a stressful situation. If you no longer orkar something, you're done, you're finished, you're too tired, you're too weak, you've had enough.

Subtext: Again, Wilhelm's love language is touch, so he's trying to comfort Simon the only way he knows.

Culture: Kaggeholms Slott, the main shooting location for the show was built in the early 1700's, so this is some kind of detail from the earliest years of the main building.

Blink and you miss it: Simon hasn't eaten a single clementine this season because Rosh has been hogging all of them!!!

Culture: Linda's tag says "Sjuksköterska" - nurse, so she obviously works in healthcare. She's also wearing scrubs, so she must have taken off directly from work to accompany Simon to the police. Also note that being a regular nurse in Sweden is a pretty low status job because you'll just be a grunt worker at some hospital or care home, so this fits the social class of the Eriksson family.

Cinematography: I think this is the last amount of colour Simon has ever worn, signalling that he's not feeling himself, he's completely defeated.

Subtext: Damn, I got hungry just looking at this food. What's going on here is that the school is hosting the royal family and treating them to a nice private fancy dinner, and they've even got their own china monogrammed with the school logo. By the bottle we can also tell that Wilhelm is being served alcohol, it's a cider from Danish Somersby. And from the background dialogue, we also learn that both his parents went to Hillerska at the same time, where they presumably met.

Subtext: If it's so important to be able to talk about your emotions, why is your son so bad at it? It couldn't be the case that he learned to suppress his feelings instead from his parents, right?

Subtext: Oh look, it's the theme of the episode yet again! In Forest Ridge the loyalty is explicit in the house motto, and it's of course a big part of the girls' house as well.

Subtext: Well that's a big fat lie, the most obvious secret is the one Stella is harbouring, but they're all keeping lots of little secrets from each other. Good thing Sara learned to keep her mouth shut at least so as not to out Stella.

Subtext: Colour theory for the show tells us that red symbolizes the love between Wilhelm and Simon, and here Wilhelm is deciding between his love for Simon, or fulfilling his royal duty. Since he's currently facing away from the red light, and looking at Erik's old cigarette case, he's leaning towards duty.

Subtext: Colour theory is in full swing over at Simon's place as well, him and Ayub are having a late night videochat about Simon having to decide between his love for Wilhelm or his principles. However, his lava lamp turns red just as the scene ends, showing us what his final decision is.

Blink and you miss it: Sara cleaned out her room and left the Manor House, but she left behind the riding pants the other girls gave her for her birthday.

Culture: If you've read my post on royal names and titles, you know that Ludvig ought to be a prince, and ought to be styled "His Royal Highness", so I'm not sure why he's consistently being referred to as Duke Ludvig in this season. Oh, and if the reigning monarch is a king, he and his queen are styled "Your Majesties" together. But if the reigning monarch is a queen, only she is styled "Your Majesty", while her husband is styled "Your Royal Highness", because blatant sexism.

Subtext: August really thought he'd be their equal for this event, but he's always being put in place and shown he is less than.

Cinematography: Spot the character who really doesn't want to be in this photo shoot!

Subtext: Back in season 1 when August said he knew everyone's name, he wasn't joking, he actually does remember people's names!

Oh, and there's a little lost in translation here as well. August says "Tack för senast", which is a ubiquitous Scandinavian politeness phrase which means "Thanks for last time". You're supposed to use this every time you talk to someone after having gone to some event together, and especially if it was something that the other person hosted and invited you to.

Blink and you miss it: Nils and Vincent are hilariously taking the absolute piss out of August for enjoying standing in the receiving line for the jubilee.

Subtext: Easy there, Don Corleone! August simply overpaid for the horse, thinking Sara would love him for yet another material thing, but what she really wanted him to do was to change and come clean about the sex tape. The horse isn't gonna sway her from leaving him.

Cinematography: As I was taking screencaps for this post, I stumbled on this scene showing Sara leaving Hillerska, but my only question is who the hell that dude is? Why is he in the shot? Why is he there? Is he an extra who is supposed to be there, or is he a random person who was just happening to wait for the real world bus right here right now? It doesn't make any sense in universe, because every goddamn adult in the vicinity is busy with the jubilee thing. Why is this guy not attending? WHO IS HE? I NEED ANSWERS!

Subtext: Through the magic of literary analysis our couple grew closer and came to understand one another better, so Simon chose to compromise his principles out of love for Wilhelm. Oh, and there totally is another way, but it requires Wilhelm to compromise his duty...

Culture: I've already gushed about how good the costuming is on this show, because Wilhelm is wearing an impeccably tailored school uniform that fits him perfectly, while Simon is wearing an ill-fitting second hand uniform. You can tell because Wilhelm's uniform is showing the correct amount of shirt sleeve outside his jacket, between one and two centimetres, while Simon's jacket is completely covering his shirt sleeves.

Subtext: This piece of perfect poetic cinema is of course a mirror to the ending of season 1 when Wilhelm tells Simon that he loves him. This time, Simon says it back for the first time.

Cinematography: I know it's a coat room and not a closet, but close enough, and when Jan-Olof tries to hurry Wilhelm along and get him to stop talking to Simon, Wilhelm responds by literally coming out of the closetcoat room, foreshadowing the end of the episode.

Subtext: Literally as the next speaker, figuratively as the next crown prince.

Subtext: Oh no. Oh no. Oh no no no no! Sara hasn't talked to Simon since the shooting range scene, so she doesn't know why Simon never reported August, or that August threatened to take revenge by reporting where the drugs originally came from. I guess we need to setup some season 3 drama?

Blink and you miss it: Wilhelm appears to change his mind at the exact moment the principal says "replace".

Subtext: We've seen Wilhelm struggle all season with his duty, and not being able to put on a public persona, but in this moment it's on full blast, and a look that tells August to sit the fuck down again, because this is his job, he's not gonna be replaced any time soon.

Subtext: This is one of the lines that Wilhelm added to his speech, and it's the complete opposite of what he thought of Hillerska in the very first episode, where he saw it as some kind of punishment to have to live there for three years.

Subtext: Oh look, the tradition theme™! Let's just kick it, stab it, and drown it, while the cameras are rolling!

Cinematography: Cue the camera panning to the people experiencing said mass panic.

Subtext: The MVP of the season, Boris my man, enjoying the fruits of his labour. The unsung hero we all deserved! I bet though he's been secretly plotting the downfall of the monarchy this entire time!

Subtext: Just like this song played at the end of episode 4, showing what Wilhelm was feeling, this time it shows what Simon is feeling for Wilhelm. It's also a nice parallel to season 1, where the Revolution song was used in both episode 4 and 6.

Subtext: The lyrics are a bit on the nose like most of this season, but Simon said the he loved Wilhelm, and in return Wilhelm shows Simon that he loves him, by coming out, and not keeping their relationship a secret any longer, which was the main conflict of the entire season.

Blink and you miss it: Wilhelm is always comparing himself to his brother and trying to live up to his memory, so after making this choice, he quickly glances skywards as if to check in with him. Yeah, you're alright kid. Erik would be so very proud of you. I'm not crying, you're crying! Damn allergies! I swear, this goddamn show. 😭😭😭

Cinematography: Finally we book-end this season as well with Wilhelm breaking the fourth wall and staring at us. But this time we see a hint of a smile as he's doing it, because this time is the first time he's really in control of his life, doing what he wants, and not just doing what he's told or what he's expected to do.

[shiroandblack]

[TW: abuse, suicide, incest, matricide, pyrophobia, underage sex, Freudian mother-son relationships, mental illness, SA]

PART II OF MY VAMPIRE FICTION PHASE: DIABOLIK LOVERS

I seperated it because this guy *slaps like Apollo slapped Patroclus* deserves their own post. Also, despite the dark romance/felony of it all the soundtrack absolutely slaps especially 'Gin no Bara'.

So basically priest's daughter gets trapped as a blood bank to 6 vampire brothers who are the sons of the vampire king who is fantastically creepy and yet never around except when he's pretending to be the school doctor, but you just know he's fucking shit up. Damn it, Karlheinz.

So these 6 guys, they all have issues. MASSIVE, MAJOR ISSUES. I mean, if you think Madara from Naruto has issues? These guys absolutely win.

Let's start in order of whoever I can remember most.

1. Shū

Ah yes, Shū the eldest brother. I will say that if I had to choose who I'm stuck in an elevator with out of any of these people, I would probably pick Shū. Shū is basically the eldest child and he is the son of Beatrix, Karlheinz's second wife. Did I mention that vampire king daddy had three wives at the same time? No, well it's gonna be pretty relevant later. So Beatrix was the typical high expectation mom, she constantly told Shū that he was the heir and told him to behave appropriately. Think Alicent and Aegon from House of the Dragon, but Beatrix was much more severe with Shū who for all intents and purposes, was just a kid who wanted to play around with other kids, instead of banging servants. Anyways, due to Trauma™ involving his best friend dying in a fire (started by his younger brother, but we'll get to that) he's pretty apathetic towards everything and everyone. But when he does care, he will indeed pull you out of a burning building despite his immense pyrophobia. I don't know how, but out of all of them I'd say Shū is the most well adjusted individual but then again, the bar is in hell. Also, fun fact, this guy once got a part-time job as a cashier which I find absolutely hilarious.

2. Reiji

He shares a mother with Shū, Beatrix. Basically while Beatrix was busy trying to get Shū to do whatever the hell an heir is supposed to do, Reiji was pretty much ignored. However, in the game Beatrix catches Reiji studying and was like "good job" genuinely complimenting him, but then Reiji was like "you're bothering me". So I don't know man. The anime made him more sadistic and psycho in terms of personality which I don't think was really needed cause he's plenty psycho already. He seems to be the most well adjusted, but keyword being seems. So because he was ignored by his mom, he pretty much tried to get Shū's attention but like most older siblings, Shū thought hanging out with his younger brother was uncool and so what does Reiji does? This vampire youngling sets a whole ass human village on fire, coincidentally Edgar is in that village. Reiji thought "great, now that Edgar is out of the way Shū will acknowledge me!" but no. Instead Shū just becomes apathetic and a shell of a person. To those of you who've read/watched Twilight, this feels very Aro and Marcus but unlike Aro who is genuinely worried that Marcus might off himself, Reiji just feels bitter and angry that now his elder brother is ignoring him even more. But that's not the cake, oh no, the cake is that Reiji killed his mother. I mean technically he hired a vampire hunter to do it (said vampire hunter being Yui's adoptive dad. You know, the priest who threw her to the wolves. Literally), but as she was killed because Cordelia (one of Karlheinz's wives) was making her so miserable with life Beatrix died with a smile and she was also proud because Reiji killed her because to vampires, part of being considered an adult is committing homicide. And this pisses off Reiji so much, cause he wanted his mom to beg him to spare her life out of some twisted desire of revenge and when that didn't end up happening. Well, Reiji is motherless and bitter now. The anime really did him dirty, because in the anime they made him super duper serious and just very stiff and constantly degrading Yui for just breathing basically. Whereas in the game, he's a lot more chill than he seems and while he casually insults Yui, he casually insults everyone and I have to say his insults are good. Also in the game, he actually smiles so much more but it's a very condescending and bitter smile it's the smile of someone laughing at the world for how screwed up it is. I will say that he does casually poison Yui several times to test out his poisons, but he always gives her the antidote when she starts exhibiting symptoms.

3. Ayato

Ayato is basically Gojo if Gojo had no human conscience. He acts childish because his mother Cordelia was basically the same way Beatrix was to Shū. Cordelia, however, tried to drown him because pookie couldn't like solve a math equation or some shit. The bar is in hell, but Cordelia is by far the most horrible out of the three mothers. Anyways, he's pretty much a man-child with a propensity for being an ass. He sleeps in an iron maiden (with spikes removed) because despite beds being a thing in their mansion, dude just likes it and he does try to shove Yui into an iron maiden (without the spikes removed) but Yui was not having it. I wouldn't want to be stuck in an elevator with this dude cause he would eat me and make me suffer while he's at it.

4. Laito

Unlucky number four and I have to say out of all the brothers, he is my least favourite. The reason? Well it's simple, he commits SA just by breathing. Also, he's the one to nickname Yui 'Bitch-chan'. Listen, I get that he was sexually abused by his mother and Cordelia did her absolute best to instill sex = love even if that sex is non consensual. But honestly? I don't get the point of his character. What was the point of Rejet making a character like him? Because he is just plain sexually abusive. If it was to show how the abused can become the abuser, there are much more nuanced ways to do it than have Laito SA Yui every five seconds or something. Also, if we're talking about "the abused becomes the abuser" all these characters are already stunning examples please save Yui.

5. Kanato

To anyone into HOTD, think Larys Strong but with a teddy bear and his childlike. Kanato seems the easiest to bear with cause of his childlike attitude. That is until his temper completely flips and the next thing you know, he's threatening to murder you and would actually go through it. Kanato had a very fucked up childhood of his mother making him sing her songs while she's out here banging her brother-in-law because Kanato singing apparently gets her into the mood. Kanato likes to collect dead corpses and stuff them like animals which is why there's an entire hall filled with all the sacrificial brides before Yui. He says he can't wait to add Yui to the collection.

6. Subaru

Now Subaru, Subaru is sadistic as all his brothers are and ill-tempered. This man be punching walls and tables and breaking everything. But he doesn't really raise a hand to Yui at all. I'd say other than his shitty temper and blatant sadism, he is moderately bearable. Why? Well he's got self-worth issues you see. His mother was seduced by her older cousin (his father) and when Krysta realised that Karlheinz didn't love her, she went crazy because he basically convinced her to commit incest which is apparently a no no in the vampire world. Krysta thought of Subaru as an abomination and treated him like crap, but she then would oscillate between thinking him an abomination and her a sinner and feeling guilty for hurting him. Subaru looked after his mother instead of the other way around.

Anyways, this is my long overdue rant of fucked up vampire anime.

[the-dawn-star]

Hai darling!

So I was rally hoping you could make an poly!volturi kings x reader where the reader asks them "would you still love me if I was a worm" XD.

A/N: Hello again! I don't know how good this came out but here is the result and hopefully you will like it! -S

+500ish words. (CW: Reader is kinda drunk)

Once in a while the Volturi coven would host a party and you were part of it for the first time since you found your lovers.  

And what was a better way of getting rid of some nervousness than wine. Little bit too much wine to be clear. 

And finally in the last hours of the night you and your lovers went to bed.  

--- 

Marcus was carrying you while you were half asleep in his arms.  

The night had been so lovely and thanks to the universe for not letting you embarrass yourself in front of the most vampires in the world.  

But unlike you lovers and their covens you got tired... and drunk.  

--- 

Marcus put you down to the massive bed of yours while Aro went to your closet trying to find something more sleep appropriate than your fancy evening wear.  

“You know that I can dress myself, right?” You mumbled as Caius pulled you clothes off and dressed you again.  

“Yes we are aware of that, but would you have liked to do it yourself?” The humor was clear in Aros' voice but you couldn’t think of anything clever to say back.  

“Nope.” You stated instead, making sure to make a pop-sound at the end.  

--- 

You tucked yourself under the covers. 

But you didn’t want to spend the night alone without your loved ones.  

“Don’t leave me yet. I cannot sleep alone...” Your words sounded sadder than you had intended but you didn’t care.  

When you had moved with the kings they had made sure that you had nothing but the best and a massive bed was one of the things that you had been wishing for. And now you thank your past self.  

You kept your eyes closed while the mattress moved to accommodate your company. 

“You know that I love you guys, right?” You murmured, pressing your face against someone's shoulder.  

Someone let out a laugh (most likely Caius). 

“Yes, we know that..,” Marcus said. 

“And we love you just as much,” Aro said, and the movements made it clear that your face was buried against his shoulder.  

“But what if I was a worm?” You asked not thinking much how stupid your words sounded.  

“Excuse me?!” Caius asked louder than needed, when remembering that all of you were on the same bed. 

“Would you guys love me if I were a worm?” You repeated yourself.  

For a moment the room was silent. 

“I would love no matter what..., even if you turned into a worm..., somehow,” Aro whispered and pressed a kiss on top of your head.  

“So would I, even if I’m not sure what you are talking about.” Marcus spoke, obviously confused by your sudden question.  

“What about you, Caius?” You said words blurring together.  

“Sure..., Whatever you say, my love..,”  

With a small smile on your lips you fell asleep. 

[whataperfectwasteoftime]

Marcus and Shibari 🤫🫠

Why would Marcus Pike want to keep you tied up and immobile, you ask? Why would he love taking his time, making little intricate knots, all to keep you still while he does whatever he wants to you?

(smut, 18+ under the cut)

I think this kink can be tied back (snicker) to Marcus's desire to be very thorough, to know all of you. He's got a kink for vulnerability and extreme intimacy. Tying you up isn't just sexy, it's a way for him to get unfettered access to you for as long as he wants.

You allowing him to render you helpless is a stunning display of your trust in him, and he does not take that lightly. I think that Marcus, after making some very questionable decisions regarding his love life (not just Teresa, but with his failed marriage previously and what I assume to be probably a fair amount of questionable romances in between going by his track record), would have a hard time trusting himself and his choices. He's clearly an impulsive person, having proposed to someone in a hallway at work after what appears like not too long of a courtship. He'd be self-aware enough to realize that he looks before he leaps and has a hard time trusting his own feelings.

But you... you trust him so completely that you'll let him restrain you like this, and it's not something he takes lightly at all. It's very cathartic for him, you taking all of your trust and all of your control and handing it to him, saying "here, I trust you with this." It would help him start to trust himself again, as much as you trust him.

I think he'd get very into the beauty of the knots. A way for him to explore his artistic side. It really is very beautiful and intricate, and I think he'd love learning all sorts of ways to make you immobile.

And once you're perfectly restrained? Oh, the things he wants to do to you. Marcus is a giving person, so you spend many sessions cumming for him until you're begging for a reprieve. He makes it all worth it, in the end--he's the king of aftercare, after all. He'll untie every knot just as carefully as he tied them, all the while telling you how good you were for him and gently rubbing all the sore spots and the places where the ropes dug in just a little too hard.

He kisses away every little indentation of the ropes; he loves how the evidence of his artwork lingers on your skin long after he's untied you.

[no-one-picked-maris]

Why I Think They Won't Re-Release Felicity (in any meaningful capacity)

Felicity's stories are very white and protestant in a very alienating way - and I say this as someone who related to her as a child. She's literally a member of the gentry, she's Samantha of the 18th century.

Fun Fact: In the earliest editions of Meet Felicity, rather than referring to Jiggy Nye's language as "not proper", it's referred to as "sinful". Felicity is also chided with reminding her that disobeying one's parent's is a sin. Oh, and this change:

Nan: "Then Mr. Nye called the horse a nag, and he said the devil could have it. And he said he would skin us alive if we ever came back!”

Nan: "Then Mr. Nye called the horse a nag, and he said anyone could take it if they could ride it. And he said he would skin us alive if we ever came back!”

Her hornbook:

(and the parentification)

Felicity and Kirsten share a very similar problem in the way they present history, they are literally the mascots for sanitized white people history. There are no black people in Kirsten's stories. Kirsten is literally Manifest Destiny: the Doll.

There's only one free man in Felicity's stories, Issac. Rose and Marcus are slaves. King's Creek is a plantation, a plantation left to Mother and the children when Grandfather dies (he knew they "loved it so.") Felicity is a slaveowner.

She's not reading Thomas Paine there guys.

I haven't read Felicity's Beforever series. I know they're abridged, and I know they didn't substantially change them. Felicity's relationship with her Grandfather, and his subsequent death, are integral to the series.

How do her central series present her slaveownership? It was ignored as some sort of background consequence of her possession of King's Creek. Like it's just a fact of life, with no need to remark upon it.

okay, and:

Felicity was the worst selling light skinned doll in the collection. Even worse than Kirsten whose sales got cannibalized by Kit after 2000.

I'm not sure if there's a consensus on why Felicity sold so poorly. Red hair, a dainty collection, not girly enough? Her class contemporary, Samantha, is widely agreed to be one of the most popular historical dolls AG released. So it's not class consciousness.

Both don't follow the rules of the time (being a tomboy, befriending people outside her class status):

Felicity only got a movie because Julia Roberts loved her.

Kirsten: Little House on the Prairie and All American History. This is the time of the Oregon Trail Game, after all. I lived on pioneer stories when I was little (1990s).

Samantha: Romanticized "victorian" era things were popular, and her clothing is pretty 1980s inspired. Look at it.

Molly: The Grandmothers' generation.

Is it Felicity's mob caps? She was the horse girl, and that wasn't enough. Was she frumpy, with her gowns rather than dresses? Her schooling - it's unrelatable. She's learning etiquette with Miss Manderly rather than struggling with Miss Campbell's times tables:

Her daddy owning a fucking general store and being prominent enough to provoke a reaction with his refusal to sell tea?

Her Beforever release was out for 2 years, releasing during the 2017 Doll Deluge or whatever we call it. She was gone by 2019. She got a doll, accessories, and undergarments. At least the latter were more period accurate.

you have to keep your trademark active.

Kirsten's unpopularity prior to archival is easily explained by the release of Kit, the decreasing popularity of pioneer stories, and the changing times.

Felicity was never popular at the outset.

Why?

Felicity's 35th Anniversary Edition was the first to sell out, but that can mean a lot of things. AG doesn't realize sales figures and stock figures. Selling out of 2,500 Felicity is relative to selling out of, say, 10,000 Samantha. Businesses order stock based on projected sales. I'd argue, without the benefit of the full statistical picture, that Felicity collectors are a small and passionate group.

They removed Felicity from catalogs in 2001, making her an online exclusive. Did sixty somethings use the internet at the turn of the century? Mine didn't! She wasn't worth the catalog space a year after American Girl was sold to Mattel. Pleasant was inspired by colonial Williamsburg to create AG. She wasn't enough to gamble a new doll line on. She had to wait until they had some footing. I'd argue Pleasant always knew Felicity would be a poor seller.

When Felicity was removed, I got Kit. She was my next favorite after Felicity and I related to her as a small child, too.

Which reminds me, Kit is responsible for a lot in the AG Historical Collection:

She was another blonde haired blue eyed doll, but with a more relatable collection, and easier to deal with hair:

Ta dah ^

I think Kit also a soft relaunch of Felicity:

In photos and brief:

wearing boys' clothing

close with their fathers

tomboys: with felicity being interested in footraces and racehorses, and kit being a newshound, lacking patience for Ruthie's princess stories (at first).

Kit was like a two-for-one special. I'd really like to see her sales stats compared to Felicity and Kirsten.

[the-lancasters]

Outside of Windenburg

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Transcript under the cut

Ginny - You have been cooped up in that room with Marcus for hours. I would have thought you would have expired with all that hot air by now

Sarah - Usually that would be a reasonable assumption. But no -we are just working together on going through the tour programme with a fine tooth comb.

Ginny - So the advance went….. well then?

Sarah - Actually - yeah. I got Marcus to see my point of view at least. The next challenge is what to actually do about it.

Ginny - What can you realistically do? Against the king of all people?

Sarah - Well - I think I know where we can start

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Marcus - Where on earth are we going? Oh my god have you brought me all the way out here to kill me? Finally get the upper hand?

Sarah - Honestly the whole ‘house in the middle of nowhere”  thing is so not my style

Marcus - Good. Wait - what?

Marcus - Sarah. Please tell me what we are doing here or I will get into the car and leave you here

Sarah - I never knew you were so dramatic Marcus. We are here to seek some advice.

Marcus - Advice?? Advice from who??

?? - Sarah. Marcus. Welcome, come on in. I hear you have a problem.

Yvonne Markson, Deputy Private Secretary to HM King George

Emma Sewell, Private Secretary to HRH Prince Robert

Anne Roberts, Private Secretary to HM Queen Elizabeth

Katherine Wells, Private Secretary to HRH Princess Margaret

Yvonne - You need to make every opportunity into a positive no matter how small.

Ann - One way is using Victoria.

Katherine - Yes Victoria can be your secret weapon.

Ann - The King underestimates the power of women within the Monarchy, otherwise Elizabeth would not be in the background so much.

Emma - Men. Always wanting it to be all about them.

Sarah - How can Victoria change things?

Emma - Use the interest in her clothes to your advantage. Use it to change the narrative - local designers, tell a story etc

Marcus - Your advice is to put Victoria in a local skirt and everyone ignores any issues?

Emma - As a part of a wider plan Marcus - of which you both play a crucial part.

Marcus - Us? We are not the focus

Emma  - Of course not. But you both have your own talents - use them!

Yvonne - I should not be telling you this but there is one event that the King has had a particular interest in

Sarah - Oh?

Yvonne - Yes. He has taken an unusual interest in the speech being written for Charles for the state dinner, wanting to read each draft as they are finished

Marcus - What are you saying?

Yvonne - That it would be prudent to do your own reading of the speech

Sarah - If the King is taking as much of an interest as you say, then surely he would notice edits?

Yvonne - Not if they happen a matter of hours before the speech is delivered.

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Marcus - I’ve never heard of such an alliance between households - It's unbelievable! Usually its every man - or woman- for themselves.

Sarah - Maybe no one ever told you because of a certain reputation as a giant prick. Just guessing

Marcus - Well you can stop guessing thank you very much

Sarah -  I believe it was started by Yvonne a few years ago. A support network for women who work for the Royal Family. I’ve found it very useful every once and awhile

Marcus - So that’s how you got that reception at Goldsborough to go ahead! You had inside help!

Sarah - I'll use whatever means I have available for Victoria. You would do exactly the same!

[freshunknowndreamland]

Helena Aphrodite Swan is the younger twin sister of Isabella Marie Swan. Isabella or Bella, as she prefers to be called, hated her sister because she believes that she attention seeks and is out for everything that she wants. But that is Helena she is sweet, and she is kind and always trying to help everyone even if she is hurt in the process.

I do not own any of the characters or the scenes from Twilight that go to the author/creator of Twilight. And pitcures are from google. I only have my oc Helena.

Part 4

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The realisation.

As Helena started to walk around looking for the kitchen as the burning only grew, she took many turns and walked down many hallways but still no sign of the kitchen.

But then she spotted someone, and she thought she could ask them. As she got closer, Helena couldn't help but smell something so divine it sung to her. Before she knew it, she sunk her fangs into the unexpecting human man. Who let out a scream of pain from the sudden attack.

(Can you guess where he was heading?🙃)

In the room, Helena was meant to be~

Marcus came back dressed in his finest clothes, hair brushed back and tide into a low ponytail and bright red eyes shining as he had just fed for what he thought was the last time, ready to lay his love to rest before joining her in death.

But as Marcus entered the room he noticed she was no longer laid where he had placed her and anger raised in him as he thought someone had taken her from him before he could send her off to the next life or whatever laid ahead after death. A furious growl past his lips, making his brothers and guards he didn't know had just entered jump and the sound.

"Brother, what is it?" Caius asked, knowing no one would ask seen as they all stepped back, trying to put room between them.

"Where is she?" Marcus asked in a calm voice that made Caius shiver as he didn't know what to say in response.

"Brother, we will find her." Aro said, trying to sound calm and composed like he usually is, but his brother Marcus' calm look and speech sent a shiver down his spine also. "Demetri!"

"Yes master" Demetri replied quickly.

"Find her" was all Aro said before Demetri nodded taking careful steps into the room trying to smell to see if he can smell any other vampire that could have taken her, but upon not smelling another vampire or Helena, he turned to his masters looking worried.

"I can't smell another vampire or any other scent but ours." Demetri said with his head down, waiting for the wrath of the grieving king.

Until.......

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Was heard from across the castle.

The King's and elite guard looked at one another in wonder and worry as all vampires in the castle know not to feed from the human staff unless given the go-ahead by the King's.

The first to leave the room was Marcus, closely followed by his brothers and elite guard.

Upon arriving to where the screams came from just around the corner to the......

You got it, around the corner from the kitchen.

Marcus froze upon seeing his mate draining the man the screams came from. It took him a moment to realise she was awake and a vampire, Marcus could have sworn his heart started to beat again even though he knew that it was impossible.

Aro, Caius, and the guard all stop in their tracks, seeing the sight of the new queen awake and not gone like they had thought she was.

Aro gathering up his courage slowly approached the new vampire with caution, knowing exactly how a newborn could react.

"Helena?" Aro said, trying to be gentle and not startle the girl. Only to receive a growl when he got too close to her meal.

"Amore mio," Marcus said breathlessly as he approached his mate, knowing she wouldn't attack him for getting too close as the bond wouldn't allow it.

Slowly, Helena looked up, locking eyes with Marcus and froze. Helena felt love and calmness over her as she gazed at Marcus as if he was the most precious thing in the world. He took in his appearance and slowly came to realise what she was doing and dropped the body she was holding and started to panic.

"I didn't.... I didn't mean to." She said as she started to cry, shocking all the vampires in the hallway as she cried tears of blood. "He smelt so good as if something was singing to me, and I couldn't.... I couldn't stop myself."

"It is ok, Amore mio." Marcus said calmly, wanting to hold his mate in his arms again and comfort her.

"NO! NO! It's not ok, it's not. I.... I.... I killed him. I killed him, I killed him and I couldn't stop because I wanted his blood like a bloody vampi...." Helena stopped herself as she realised something. She was a vampire. "No no no no no, that's not possible. Vampires don't exist. That's just a fairy tale, so it can't be true it can't."

"Amore mio." Marcus tried to get his mates attention, but she was in her own little world rambling.

"Red Eyes, fast, strong, cold, blood drinkers." Helena rambles, causing all the vampires to look at her and then each other waiting for the other shoe to drop, and it didn't take long. "IM A FLIPPING VAMPIRE!! oh no, I'm dead, dead, dead, dead. Oh, oh, I'm a vampire. You're all vampires."

Marcus nodded, slowly extending his hand to his mate, his queen, his Helena. "Amore mio, come I shall explain everything."

"Ho bisogno di..." Helena was only able to get out as her eyes rolled back and she fell forward only to be caught in Marcus' arms, and then lift from the ground.

"Well this was interesting." Aro chuckled.

"It appears she has not left you brother and we shall not lose you too," Caius said to his brother with a smile that shocked the guard as they are not used to seeing him smile.

Marcus nodded with happiness as he had not lost his second chance at love. But also worry as there has never been a vampire that could cry tears of blood or fainted due to realising she was a vampire and just killed someone.

"Yes brother it appears so. Though I thinking something may be wrong she cried and then she past out." Marcus said in concern. "I shall start to get blood bags for her so she does not go through that again."

Aro nodded along to what his brother said and replied calmly. "I shall call Carlisle and ask for him to come here and take a look at your mate to see what maybe wrong. I shall also call Eleazar he may know why she can cry and pass out."

Marcus nodded and then left as fast as he could to be alone with his mate.

[volturissideslut]

Hello! Not sure if you do angst, but can you write about Marcus's mate, who's quite similar to Didyme, becoming upset that she feels like she's being constantly compared to her? Tysm ><

𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖚𝖘 𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎

I love me a little angst sometimes, also this got way longer than usual for one person so it took a while to get out but I really enjoyed writing this

Marcus

I feel like it's would be literally only him that would compare you to her because Aro's the one who killed her, Caius assisted, the higher guard have this unwritten or unspoken rule to not speak about her, and nobody else dares to talk to you in general- let alone put you down- considering you are the mate of royalty

So Marcus would be the only one to compare you to her

it's sad really because everyone sees it but nobody says anything and it's not like he's even doing it on purpose

he just sees it as him opening up about his past and being honest with you

he doesn't really see the harm of his comments like "didyme did it like this" or "when didyme was my mate" etcetera etcetera

and you know he's not doing it on purpose and that he sees it as a good thing so instead on communicating to him about it you would just bottle it up for his sake

until one day you get pushed to your breaking point and have a mental breakdown about it infront of him and he's literally so shocked

He just sees your collapsed body on the floor, sobbing into your hands and apologising profusely for nor being her and not being enough. It takes all that for him to realises how much he fucked up and how much he crossed the line and words cannot describe how guilty he feels

but it's when he goes to comfort you and sees that you were packing that it really sinks in alongside panic

the sad thing is that his first thought was another comparison to his first mate, about how you're leaving him just like her and he realises at this moment that it is entirely his fault

he would try his best to comfort you but also in this moment he realises he has no idea what beings you comfort and has just been doing what he would do to comfort Didyme this whole time

so he just sits with you and rubs your back as you cry into his chest, eventually becoming so emotionally and physically exhausted that you pass out

It's at this point he just clings onto you for hours on end, mentally sorting through everything he's done and said to you since meeting you and he comes to the conclusion that it has been a completely one sided relationship with you being the one thrusted into a new, scary and unfamiliar world and still having to be the one to initiate everything and being put down all the time by the man who was supposed to love you

and on top of all of that he was expecting you to be an effortlessly good queen with no preparation whatsoever then - now he realised - comparing every little mistake to Didyme's successes

now that he really thinks about it the only times he had ever seen you truly happy and genuinely smiling was when you were joking around with Demetri and Felix, or during your 'secret' gossip sessions with Caius in his studio while painting with music or playing chess

so he wants to learn about you and know you in the same way they do and maybe better than them later on but for now he cannot bear to leave your side and miss out on more time with you than he already has

instead, he chose to ask whatever guard was nearest and could hear him to bring in Demetri and Felix

Upon coming in, they see the mess and finally put two and two together but know its not there place to make any comment because Marcus is a king and higher up then they are (though they were both heavily was temped to go off on one because of how overprotective they are of you, considering you to be a little sister of sorts despite the power imbalances)

After Marcus's request, they look back on memories with you with such fondness that it evokes envy in Marcus for not having the same memories with you but, again, it's entirely his fault and he knows it - they all do

After learning as much about you as he could from them he asks them to get Caius to come to him, albeit a little resentfully considering Caius is usually so difficult to get along with and yet you seem to get along with him really well

you actually seem to get along really well you eveybosy, kinda like Didy- No! he stops his thought in its track and makes an effort to completely seperate the two of you

eventually Caius walks in and looks at you with such fondness before glaring at Marcus

After a two hour lecture from Caius about how much of a wanker he's been (Yes caius used such profanities, he's fed up and pissed at this point) and about how you deserve better and a list of things about you that Caius will kill him if anyone heard he said, Marcus is suprised you're still asleep, you must have really been exhausted from it all

He begins his planning, a week centred all around you in a country you have always wanted to visit with food you have always wanted to try and he pulls some strings and gets all of your favourite things like flowers, breakfast books, scented candles, ect arranged to be ready in the room for when you wake up

and one that's all done and you've been passed out for a concerning amount of time to just recharge he becomes restless, feeling like this isn't enough so he begins to write for you, about you or about things he associates with you and not she-who-shall-not-be-named (-until-you-both-work-through-the-issues-and-can-talk-about-it-without-either-of-you-getting-upset). he writes love letters, poetry, scenarios, more love letters and more poetry until you're awake

and then you'll both have a healthy discussion and he'll tall you his plans and what his thought process has been since you crying and he'll listen to you talk and be honest about how you're feeling and completely accept accountability for everything he did

After that he will sadly hand you your bag and say that the choice is yours to stay or go and he won't stop you but he begs you to give him a chance

in the end its your choice and he will fully support it because he knows you need prioritising from now on whether that be with or without him

if you choose to stay he'll give one hell of a fight to keep you and it'll turn out to be a really healthy, trusting and open relationship that you can both feel happy and safe in

if you can't do that he doesn't blame you, he knows he's the one who fucked up

[carlisles-girl]

Hc’s for Jasper Hale (or all of them I don’t mind) with a chaotic mate? Like where the reader is always doing something stupid and is like “Hey come watch me skateboard down the stairs”

a/n: Of course I can! Thank you so much for requesting! Also, for everyone reading this, I do take requests for the Volturi kings (Aro, Caius, Marcus) and Jane, so if would like me to write something for them, send a request!

another a/n: I got my first vaccine dose yesterday afternoon, and my left arm, which is the arm I got the shot in, is sore, so there might be some spelling mistakes.

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The Cullens With a Chaotic Mate

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Carlisle Cullen

Carlisle goes directly into dad mode.

Whenever you two are sitting together, and you get up, he sighs and goes, “My love, where are you going this time?”

Though he hates invading your privacy, if he’s almost positive you’re going to do something out of line, he asks Edward to read your mind to see what you’re about to do, and Edward’ll report back to him.

If you were going to go take a run in the forest, you always have to have someone with you.

Usually, Carlisle goes with you, but if he’s too occupied, he’ll ask Rosalie or Alice to go with you.

You’re closer to Rosalie and Alice the most, hence why they go with you when Carlisle cannot.

If you do end up hurting yourself in the forest, or whatever you had done to injure yourself, and you’re walking back, Carlisle is standing at the front door, arms crossed with a small smile playing on his face.

Like a dissatisfied father that can’t possibly get mad at their kid.

While he’s patching you up in his office, the conversation almost always plays out the exact same.

“…”

“Say it, I know you’re thinking it.”

“I told you so.”

“There it is.”

Jasper Hale

Jasper will literally transform into Bella.

Always in panic mode.

He always tries to be with you, so you can’t do anything ridiculous.

“Jas, I can go to the bathroom alone, I’m not a child.”

“I know, darlin’, I’m just standing in the hallway.”

He never trusts Emmett to be alone with you.

Who know what kinda stuff you two will get into? You’re just as chaotic as the other.

He loves going to school with you, you two are in the same exact classes together.

It’s easier for him to keep an eye on you.

If you’re being a bit too excited, like you’re about to do something big, Jasper will use his gift on you, calming you down.

He hates bursting your bubble, but sometimes you get a bit too rambunctious.

You do put a smile on his face, though. He loves you too much to ruin all of your fun.

Jasper does join on your chaotic deeds sometimes. Your happiness while doing it, and your adrenaline rush, goes directly to him.

Alice Cullen

Alice would lowkey love it.

She’s planned, you’re chaotic, sounds like a perfect mix to her.

Opposites attract, right?

Besides, she can see the future, she can see if your behaviour will get you in trouble or not.

If your decision will end up in you getting in trouble, Alice will let you know.

If you get in trouble, say with the principal, Alice will be waiting in the foyer, sitting on one of the chairs.

After you get out of the office, after the principal scolded you for the hundredth time that week, and a detention slip for the upcoming Saturday, Alice will greet you and walk with you out of the school.

“…”

“So…you saw this coming, huh?”

“Yup.”

“I have detention on Saturday.”

“So do I.”

Alice literally got herself in trouble so you two could have detention together.

Rosalie Hale

Rosalie’s like Carlisle; goes straight into mother mode. Only ‘stricter’ and less ‘carefree’ as Carlisle.

If you do something crazy, and it was major, she’d scold you.

You usually have to refrain yourself from laughing; Emmett usually makes fun of her behind her back.

“You shouldn’t— oh, this is funny to you?”

“No ma’am.”

“Mhmm. Are you going to do what you did again?”

“No ma’am.”

Rosalie does feel a little bad after, though. She thinks she might’ve went too far on you.

You guys are soulmates after all.

She makes it up by doing something fun with you.

Shopping, running in the forest, watching a movie series, you name it.

She does remind you that she loves your spontaneous behaviour, she just wishes that you’d be more careful, that’s all.

Emmett Cullen

Emmett absolutely adores that you’re chaotic.

He’s ready to join you in whatever crazy thing you’re about to do next.

“Whatcha thinking about doing next?”

“Running on the roof.”

“You’re an absolute genius.”

“Emmett, Y/n, absolutely not.” - Edward.

Edward always has to stop the both of you.

Edward is like the glue in your friendship, without him, you and Emmett would probably be in court right now.

Or worse, in front of the Volturi.

However, you and Emmett love wrestling in the forest. (Like the scene in Eclipse).

Jasper usually refs the matches, while the rest of the Cullens watch, and sometimes join with their own mates.

Emmett loves that someone can keep up with him; it gives him a challenge.

Edward Cullen

Like Jasper, Edward would be panicked almost all the time.

Though, he’d be more calm about it.

Telling you to not do what you’re about to do.

“Y/n, I know what you’re thinking.”

“Yeah, it’s a good idea, right?”

“Absolutely not. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

Emo Edward would probably be like:

“You are my life, I can’t live without you. And the thought of you dying, it’s makes my un-beating heart race and crack with every moment you are endangering yourself.”

You recommend him ask Carlisle for a therapist.

“C’mon, Edward, live a little!”

“I’m dead, Y/n.”

He’d rather play the piano with you, or play cards, or chess. Something calm and collected that can’t hurt you.

Esme Cullen

Esme is used to spontaneous people, having been around for over 100 years, but the thought of you, her mate, completely throws her off the edge.

Always tries to distract you from your crazy ideas, like wanting to teach you how to cook something neat, or showing you her interior design ideas.

You can’t say no to Esme, who can?

She’s similar to Edward in a way, she’s just more relaxed about you wanting to do something crazy.

If you wanna do something that could possibly book you a trial with the Volturi, she’d plan a movie night with Alice, so that everyone would have to watch the movie.

That includes yourself.

You’d think about doing what you were gonna do after the movie ends, to which Edward, who had heard your thoughts, proudly states,

“Oh, we’re watching everyone’s favourite films, in order to please everyone.”

That means 1 film per person.

You end up not minding, happy to spend time with your family, and being able to cuddle with Esme.

[aquanova99]

Volturi Kings with Mate (poly HC)

A/N: hello I hope this suffices. I do not personally like poly fics so the best I can do is headcanons. And even then sometimes lol, it’s just not my best work. Sorry!!😓😓

You are the most protected human/vampire in the world oh my god it’s not even funny.

This may have its downsides because most likely this means you’re stuck in the tower

However because I think that’s a dumb thing SMeyer out in there we will say they don’t do that or you convince them otherwise

I feel like unless it was a serious trial you would be with one of them at all times. Theyd probably take turns lol

If you are having a bad day Aro is definitely going to be the first to know, an unfortunate downside to his gift. You will absolutely not be able to hide anything from these three. But just because aro knows how you feel it doesn’t always mean he knows how to fix it

That’s more when Marcus comes in. He is going to be the one more in tune with your emotions and is able to talk you through them. Most of the time he doesn’t need aro to tell you what is going on to begin with. He’s also just overall the easiest to talk to

If you happen to be with Caius he is…awkward about feelings tbh. Not that he doesn’t care about them he just doesn’t know what to do. So his go to will be to distract you in some way. Whether it’s movies or going on a walk or anything he knows you like to do. Sometimes that’s all you need and it’s a nice distraction.

You’ve learned that aside from knowing everything Aro is also a bit of a gossip so if you want to do anything for any of them you have to avoid aro at all costs. Which he hates, he will pout like a baby for you to tell him what you’ve got planned. He always promises he won’t say anything but you know better so he has to deal with it

Marcus loves any sentiment and thought put into somethingso any kind of gift will make him want to cry, if that was possible, and also give back to you in an even grander fashion.

Caius, well Caius isn’t affectionate but he showers you with kisses the second he’s alone with you. He doesn’t like to admit it but he loves how thoughtful you are, but especially towards him. You’ve taught him that being cold isn’t necessary around his family.

When it comes to gifting/spoiling you these three minds are unparalleled. Obviously thanks to Aro there’s not a day you go with wanting something. Honestly you’d better hope your a shield of some kind of you want them to work for things because since they know everything you get any and everything you could ever want.

Sometimes you just want to spend the day with all of them. This takes a lot of convincing but when they are all sure nothing is going awry they will oblige.

Not like you’d let them say no anyways.

These guys feel real geriatric when you come across things they’ve never heard of. They make a note to look into better date ideas to surprise you with later

You will not be let into the guard. Gifted or not DONT even ask. There is no way you’re even allowed in the throne room. Besides the guard no one is to know you exist.

I would love to have anyone even think or look at you the wrong way. Caius especially won’t hesitate to snap. You find it kind of endearing but you have to remind them that you can take care of yourself too

The three of you make the ultimate couple/throuple? Whatever you guys are, you are the one who has the pants in the relationship and they would all move heaven and earth to keep you happy.

[iguana-braces]

Star Trek: Into Darkness has its flaws, yes BUT

It's message regarding the fucking evilness of the military complex?????

For some reason it's just now really hitting me, but holy shit.

Kirk, who's seriously emotionally compromised from Pike's death, keeps blindly saying yes to everything that's thrown at him for the sole purpose of getting revenge on Pike's killer. He says yes to the torpedos, he says yes to Marcus' order to kill Harrison on sight, he accepts Scotty's resignation. He puts Chekov (who's still gotta be barely 20!!!!) in charge of engineering, even though Scotty just warned him that using the torpedos could be a death sentence for everyone on the ship. As far as he's aware, Kirk is knowingly putting Chekov in charge of a ticking time-bomb.

But of course, that's not who he is. Kirk isn't bloodthirsty or a cold-blooded killer. And he's not one to blindly follow orders. And everyone around him (Bones, Spock, Scotty) can see that and they repeatedly say that to his face!!!!! Yes, he's angry over Pike's death, but he eventually realizes that Harrison deserves a chance to explain himself. And he knows that Scotty is probably right about the torpedos, so he chooses not to use them. And therefore, his mercy on Harrison is what condemns his entire crew to death by disobeying Marcus' orders, which were based on lies and secrecy.

Kirk started off on the right foot by following his initial curiosity (asking why Harrison would target the archive) but lets his ensuing emotions blind him to Marcus' manipulations. By the time he realizes what happened, it's too late. He's in too deep and that nearly costs the lives of everyone around him, AS WELL AS THE LIVES OF KHAN'S CREW.

I'm (constantly) reminded of the X-Men: First Class quote: "I've been at the mercy of men just following orders. Never again."

So many military films (propoganda or not) revolve around following orders.

Do.

Your.

Duty.

Serve king and country, whatever the cost.

But Kirk's entire character is centered around "He refuses to follow orders, he constantly questions authority, etc." and the ONE time he does follow orders without question (Marcus' orders), IT'S THE WRONG FUCKING CHOICE.

And when Kirk finally realizes that, he's BEGGING Marcus to spare his crew, because his actions alone are what got them into this mess. It's Kirk's fault and he should be only one punished for it. BUT. Marcus was never going to spare the crew!!!!! Turns out they're all just as complicit in their fates because THEY. FOLLOWED. KIRK'S. ORDERS.

IT'S JUST A NEVER ENDING CHAIN.

And the only reason they survive is because of Scotty (the FIRST person to disobey Marcus' orders)!!!! If Scotty had been on the Enterprise still, they'd all be dead!!!!

And this theme continues in Star Trek: Beyond of course, so you might get another rant later.