#when i came out to my family i was so ready to be disowned

[ninnosaurus]

Three’s a Crowd: Two vs. One

I've had this silly thing from my topside AU in my head for literal AGES now and I just had to write it out.

Contains: Brotherly shenanigans. Mikey and Raph decides to tap dance on Leo's every nerve during a car ride by blasting music Leo can't stand. (It's CupcaKke, they're blasting 'Duck Duck Goose' with the sole purpose of pissing Leo off in public). Bayverse.

Warnings: Vulgar language, but it's literally just song lyrics

Leo laid half on his couch, half off it, his iPad resting on its stand on his plastron. He'd been watching the same livestream for about two hours. Not moving from his place. He was bored. Out. Of. His. Mind.

He'd already done the chores. Laundry was folded and put away. He'd scrolled his forums. Checked the auction sites. Nothing.

Groaning he picked his iPad up, got off the couch and trudged to the kitchen where he heard the familiar tune of a FaceTime call coming in. Touching accept he put the pad on the counter next to the fridge.

"Hey, Raph."

Leo smiled to himself when he heard the familiar sound of a large family in the background.

"Who are you calling?!"

"Guys, guys. Tone it down a notch, yea?"

Raph grunted as he was attacked and his arms pulled down.

"Leo."

Leo chuckled to himself, leaning back and watching Raphael get tugged at. Two faces came into view before his brother managed to yank himself loose. "HI UNCLE LEE!"

"Offsprings. Go harrass your mom instead." He shook his head as his face came back into view. "Tanner and Harls says hey."

The oldest popped a grape into his mouth. "I noticed. What's up?"

"Me and Mike are going grocery shopping, ya in?"

He chewed slowly, contemplating the offer. It's better than sitting at home, but he's also probably going to get shit he don't need.

" 'kay, I'm in. Pick me up in 20?"

"Mhm."

"Hey, boys!"

Their oldest brothers slapped them both on their shoulders as he climbed into the backseat. They chat about anything and everything for a while, until Mikey pipes up as he notice how they get closer to the city.

"Oh, yeah? Ya hear that, Fearless? Mikey has a new sound system."

"Sooo... I got a hold of Don the other week and we put a new sound system in my car."

The turtle next to him picked up on the tone of his brother's voice, catching on right away.

Dread. Fear.

"No!" Grabbing ahold of Raph's back rest he pulls himself forward. "Don't."

At a red light, Mikey pulls his phone up. "Let's try it out!"

All it takes for Leo to want to die is to hear the first sound of the song, before long he's trapped in a car with two brothers singing along to the song.

"Mikey, please turn it off!"

I thought I came but I peed on the dick

Pubic hair got inches, that's weave on the dick

Pussy like a tree, it got leaves on the shit

"Turn it UP? Yeah I can turn it up!" He cackles as he cranks the volume up even more. The bass making the sides of the car vibrate.

"WHAT? NO! Ughh..." Leo rubs his face with his hands before putting them over his ears. He fuckin' hates this music...

"My cakes got fatter by usin' cum as the batter!"

My nudes in your phone, takin' up your data

My cakes got fatter by usin' cum as the batter

Raph nudged Mikey on the arm. "Man, it's WARM out today!"

The voice of Raphael brings Leo back to the now. "No! Absolutely not! Don't you fucking dare do what I think you're about to, Raph!" He looks on in fear as another red light is coming closer and closer, fearing what is about to go down.

"You're right, bro. It IS warm out today. I'll lower the windows for us!"

I only call you Captain, 'cause your dick is off the hook

I can make your dick stand up (are you ready?)

Like Statue of Liberty once we fuck (so hard)

"MICHELANGELO! I am BEGGING YOU! Turn. It. Off or I'm disowning your ugly ass!"

His brother just laughed as he continued to sing along, albeit being way too into it.

"Cut the dick off, took it home with me, 'cause any dick that long, it belong with me"

Just in time for them to stop at a red light. All of the car's windows are down. It was enough for them all to already be famous for being the savior of human kind, and for allowing other mutants to walk the streets.

"This pussy iconic, yeah it moan with me, put your finger in the hole, come bowl with me."

Turn double-dutch with yo' balls while I'm jumpin' on your dick

Tell your grandma sew my pussy, since you split open my clit

Coochie guaranteed to put you to sleep so damn soon

Ridin' on that dick, I'm readin' Goodnight Moon

Ugh... I'm not looking forward to seeing this on Twitter later.

Some girls next to him laughed as he saw them pull up a phone, obviously filming how the youngest was grinding his hips in tune with the song. With Raphael laughing so hard he was having a hard time breathing. Meanwhile, Leo was trying, but failing, to hide from everything.

The brief thought of faking his own death and moving back into the sewers crossed his mind.

Taglist: @redsrooftopprincess, @the-cauldron-witch, I have to tag @thelaundrybitch too because Leo is s u f f e r i n g and needs a hug.

Lemme know if you want on iiiit!

[anouri]

this is probably tmi but i'm already oversharing atm anyway might as well continue i could write an essay on how important kyd!regulus is to me if only because of the representation of someone who tried to come out and was simply told "no" and shoved right back into the closet

[satoruyes]

co-parent bakugou

katsuki bakugou x reader (part two)

   fwb! bakugou who often came by your dorm during college to drop off school work when you missed lectures and loads when you missed him.

fwb! bakugou who came by before bed to fuck you into your pillow and listen to your hushed moans, hushed so your roommates wouldn’t hear. (they did)

fwb! bakugou who’s scared of committing because he “couldn’t see you in his future” and was too focused on his.

fwb! bakugou who’s late night visits became more and more scarce.

fwb! bakugou who months later soft launches his new partner on his story after telling you he’s not ready for a relationship.

fwb! bakugou who stops breathing at the sight of your name popping up on his phone as he cuddles his partner while watching movies, and nearly has a stroke at the “Im pregnant.” text. 

_____

“well are ya sure it’s mine?” he asks, not daring to look away from you. you break eye contact and look outside the coffee shops’ window to focus on anything other than this conversation you’ve been dreading. “are you serious? you should know i’m not exactly one to sleep around,” you say to the man. he nods and his grip on his mug gets tighter, knuckles visibly whiter. “well, are ya keepin’ it,” he asks, “i don’t think  that’d be a bright idea for either of us.” you kind of glare but think over his words. “you know how my parents feel about abortion kats.. i’d be disowned. the second the press found out about it, my family would be done for,” your eyes start to water and a tear threatens to fall, you pause “.. i thought you said you don’t do relationships?”

katsuki stares at you and shakes his head, “those fuckin’ hormones already getting to your brain or somethin?“ he sighs, “you know i can’t do this *nickname*. i’m in a committed relationship with raya, we’re getting engaged next month. on top of that, i can’t be number one with a baby leechin’ of me.” your heart drops, “you’re.. getting engaged? i.. um.. well, congratulations. i’m sorry to burden you with all of this… and i can’t abort it anyway.. i.. i’m too far along.. and i cant do this.” you finish & get up from the table and leave.

________

baby daddy! bakugou who ends up losing contact with you for months after you block him on everything a refuse to meet up per your family’s request.

baby daddy! bakugou who nearly forgets about you years later til kirishima brings you up and shows him your instagram.

baby daddy! bakugou who gets home and stalks you from a burner account, finds out you still talk to everyone from college but him.

baby daddy! bakugou who sees a pretty little ruby-eyed girl down your timeline, her resemblance to him uncanny.

baby daddy! bakugou who pulls some strings and texts your number asking to meet his daughter, hana. 

___________

hana is 2 years old by now, forming choppy sentences and now waddling on her feet. after a week of texting, you finally fold and let him come over to meet his daughter. when you open the door to let him in he nearly finds himself choking on his spit at how beautiful you are. you looked even better than your posts, if that’s possible. you greeted him with a nod and invited him in. he takes his shoes off and head to the living room you led him to. you exchange stale pleasantries and small talk til you decide to go get your baby girl. “her name is ‘hana lei bakugou,’ as much as i wanted her to have my last name.”

you walk over to him and hand her to him, noticing the wedding band resting around his ring finger. you scoff, “wow so you two actually got married?” he nods and analyzes his daughters’ features. “shes so pretty, just like ‘er momma,” he half smiles and look up at you. “so i’ll have her back later tonight, gonna take ‘er home to meet the wife and all of that.” he goes to get off the couch. “woah, you don’t get to do that. you don’t get to come back back after all this time like nothing happened.” he looks frustrated for a second, “you can’t just- … yea yer right, ‘m sorry.’’

you nod, “how about we go up to her room and play?” he agrees and follows you into his daughter’s bedroom while carrying her.

“So.. how long have you two been in the area?” he asks, scanning his daughter's room. “I never really left, just moved closer to the city i guess,” you reply; putting hana down to the floor. She waddles over to katsuki. “hana, baby this is your father,” you look down at the little girl. At first she looks up at you with her glowing beady eyes then she looks over to Katsuki sitting over on a couch. “papa?” she asks and she points her dainty finger at him. you nod and smile. “yes baby, that's your papa.” 

katsuki looks at the little girl and she reaches up for him. “up.” she says, and he obliges. you two talk and rekindle for what seemed to be days. In reality it was just about 4 hours. “*name* it was really nice to see you again, let's go out for dinner sometime. with hana of course.” you lead him downstairs while he says his goodbyes to hana. 

-- 

“I told ya about this years ago raya, you can't be mad about this. What did you expect? for them to disappear?” bakugou yells at his wife. “well i didnt fucking expect you to go out of your way to to reach out either!” she pouts, anger and jealousy laced in her tone. “I have to own up to this responsibility now whether you like it or not, stop fuckin’ cursin’ at me. ‘m already stressed as is; ‘ion need yer bitchin’.” 

“oh so now i'm bitching because you went out and got some slut pregnant.. you're just full of it katsuki.” raya says, glaring at him now. “ya cant get mad at me because I wanna be a father, ‘nd not just leave some kid stranded out here.” 

“it's not just about the kid is it? do you miss the bitch or something? do you miss the sex? did she give you better head than I do?” raya accuses, bakugou sighs and goes to leave the room, “‘nd yea- she did give better head.” as he walks to their shared room he can hear her still yelling in the distance.

katsuki bakugou goes to sleep confused tonight. He wonders why was he such a prick. he wonders why did his heart pound so fast- why were his hands so sweaty when he saw you.

he couldn't do this. he has a wife. hes happily married, regardless of any arguments. his wife was the mayors daughter and promised him various things, she promised him glory. of course he didn't need her but it's definitely more helpful to have more "support." plus you hated him, only putting up with him for the sake of his daughter. no, it wasn't attraction- it was just nervousness. he loved his wife.

katsuki woke up to his wife, raya in his arms. she looked so pretty and peaceful like this. he snapped out of his daze and got out of bed to catch a shower. he couldn't help but find his hand reaching down to take care of himself. usually when he finds himself touching himself; its of thoughts of his wife from the night prior. but today it was you. he felt shameful but he just couldnt help it. he couldn't stop himself from thinking about you. hes only human.    

[wareagleofthemountain]

Let’s talk Prince Nuada HCs, cause it’s been a while!

1. He gets very watchful and protective in a crowd setting, always holding your hand or arm and ready to pull you close to his body to defend you at a moment’s notice.

2. He’s a Prince, so of course he will spoil you with expensive gifts even when you insist that it is not necessary. For you, the joy of getting to love him is enough, which is why he wants to pamper you. Your trust and openness towards him is more than enough of a reason. He sees your pure heart and is still in awe that he gets to be the one it beats for. His favorite gift to present you with? Roses preserved in gold.

3. Nuada is actually quite sensitive behind closed doors, and sometimes weeps for the earth’s pain as his soul is deeply connected to it. During times like these, he loves nothing more than to kneel between your knees and rest his head in your lap while you stroke his hair. He feels safe and free enough to cry out his anguish to you.

4. During his leisure time, when he is not wearing armor or fancy robes to court, Nuada likes going barefoot and shirtless as he feels more connected to the earth that way. Also, he enjoys bathing in cold rivers.

5. If you two are together while his father, King Balor, is alive, you become his “daughter of the heart” as he calls you in elvish. He’s always inviting you to family dinners and jokingly (not really) threatening to disown Nuada if he breaks your heart. The king is very cheerful and loves to laugh, especially when in the company of his loved ones. Seriously though, I imagine Balor to be the type to make paper airplanes out of the napkins at said family dinner party and toss them at whoever is across the table from him while they’re not looking. Balor raised the twins as a single father for the majority of their lives after the death of his wife, so he’ll share with you all of the fairytales he’d tell his children every night before bed when they were young.

6. Nuada loves cuddling by fires.

7. As is my HC for LoTR elf pairs, your souls are connected as one in a lifelong bond after making love for the first time or “bonding”. The bond allows you and Nuada to communicate telepathically, sense each other’s emotions, and even bring healing to the body. If Nuada were to get injured, you could lay skin to skin against the injury (gently) and pour out your energy to seal the wound shut. This is why skin to skin cuddles are so important to the Prince, for it can heal body, mind, and soul. He views it as sacred between you both. Also, during the first year of being married or bonded, you and Nuada cannot be physically far apart from each other for an extended period of time as distance is harmful to a new connection. So much energy is being used to bind your souls during this initial stage that you will start to feel physically ill if you and Nuada are not able to stabilize each other through nearness and quality time. Physical touch is also super important.

8. You will never get lost with this elf. He’s like a living breathing  compass.

9. Nuada purrs when he feels safe and content, usually in your arms after a long day. He didn’t even know he could. It just came out as a natural reaction after meeting you. 

[lemonlyman-dotcom]

Thank you @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @tellmegoodbye @paperstorm @heartstringsduet @honeybee-taskforce 💕 I am writing but I still don’t have anything I’m ready to share yet, so we’re doing another work is published Wednesday. I’m in my Eid fic feels (did you see @guardian-angle22 gifset inspired by it 🥺), so please take this little Marj & Carlos conversation from love in a series of bursts & inches

“I don’t want to have regrets,” she says. “I want my parents to know Joe. I think if there’s anything these past few years have taught us, it’s that we don’t have as much time as we think we do.”

A deep look of contemplation passes over Carlos’s face. “So what are you afraid of?”

“I’m afraid of ruining the relationship I do have with my parents.” She says, rolling her shoulders back and feeling her resolve strengthen. “I’m afraid telling me that they love me and that they support me is a lot easier than doing it. And I’m afraid they won’t be able to accept him.”

“Because they didn’t choose him for you? Like they did with Salim?”

“No. Well. Maybe, only because they don’t know his family. They don’t know how he was raised. He’s from a different culture, I think they’re gonna think I’m losing the faith or something.”

“I get that. When I came out my parents told me that it didn’t change anything, but I felt a change,” he says, eyes going dark like he’s sinking deeper into his memory. “I spent a lot of time convincing myself my parents were okay with me being gay, as long as they didn’t have to see it. Or hear about it. I built it up so much in my head. How they would react, how they’d be disgusted by me, how they’d probably disown me. I pushed a lot of people away, guys I dated who thought they were some kind of dirty secret to me. I thought I had to choose between having my family or having a partner. Hell, I even went through with a marriage to a bad match just to try to appease them.”

She laughs as he shudders at the thought. “So what changed?”

“TK,” he says softly, eyes swimming with fondness. “I met him and everything inside me shifted. I didn’t make the choice to tell my parents about him, and I’ll forever regret that. But I think in time I would have. I couldn’t have given him up.”

“He’s an impressive guy,” she says.

A huge cheesy smile crosses Carlos’s face. “He’s my husband.”

“I feel that way with Joe,” she says after a minute. “I was so scared to even think about dating, but with him it’s been so easy. When I met him and we went on our first date with Paul and Asha, I don’t know, it felt like the world got a little bit clearer. He gets me and he challenges me.” She gestures to the pinball machines. “He gets along with my friends. I don’t want to give him up either.”

Carlos is nodding along in understanding before she finishes her thought.

“Then don’t, Marj. But you’ve gotta talk to your parents. You owe that to him and to yourself. And you owe it to them.” He reaches across to squeeze her forearm. “I bet they’ll surprise you. From everything I’ve heard, from you and TK, they really love you.”

Tagging @bonheur-cafe @lightningboltreader @freneticfloetry @chicgeekgirl89 @emsprovisions @sapphic--kiwi @welcometololaland @carlos-in-glasses @tellmegoodbye @thisbuildinghasfeelings @herefortarlos @ladytessa74 @americansrequiems @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @tommy-kinard-buckley @orchidscript @whatsintheboxmh @basilsunrise @captain-gillian @carlos-tk @fifthrideroftheapocalypse @strandnreyes @fitzherbertssmolder @fallout-mars @filet-o-feelings @your-catfish-friend @kiwichaeng @iboatedhere @literateowl @liminalmemories21 @alrightbuckaroo @guardian-angle22 @tinyluminaryzombie @rmd-writes @theghostofashton @reyesstrand @never-blooms @decafdino @certifiedflower and OPEN TAG 🏷️

[thenightfolknetwork]

I’ve been with my fiancé for over 8 years now. We’ve been friends for even longer and just last summer we had been planning our wedding ceremony. Now, his family hadn’t been the best supportively, not when he came out as gay, and especially not when he, a Sapio, started dating me, a giant. They then effectively disowned him after we announced our engagement. I think they might have had some weird hope he’d ’change his mind’ or that it was a ‘phase’. This was about 3 years ago now, and I can’t speak for my partner, but he admitted though it hurt, he was relieved to be away from them after all the abuse.

Anyway, the reason for this letter is about 7 months ago we had gotten word that his family had been in a serious accident and that his parents, sister and her husband had passed away and he was listed as next-of-kin and subsequently guardian for his 4 year old nephew.

Now, we never really talked about kids beyond some vague idea. But my partner wasn’t going to turn away the kid, nor did I expect him to. So, after the funeral service and sorting with social services, we brought his nephew home.

It has been an adjustment for all of us, getting used to having a kid around and him being in a new environment that’s more geared for my size honestly. and we’ve been trying to find a good child psychologist for him. but the main problem is… well, he’s afraid of me.

I can’t really blame him for that, after everything he went through, but it still hurts sometimes when he flinches when I enter a room or speak to him. Or how he looks ready to cry when I open my mouth. Even trying to hide when he sees me just reading a book. I’ve grown up in a mixed community, but the way the kid looks at me, for the first time in a very long time, I feel like a monster.

My partner has told me once when we were in bed that his ‘family’ had been filling the kid’s head with anti-nightfolk ideologies and even some rather… well, blood-libel comments. I think he was trying to comfort me as he noticed the way the kid had been a lot more skittish with me than with him. He has been trying to explain that a lot of the stuff his folks talked about was lies and really bad stuff, but it’s hard unlearning these sort of things. I had suggested we postpone the wedding, at least till things settle.

I have been trying to seem less ‘intimidating’, not smiling with my fangs and trying to look smaller than I really am. But I’m worried he might never not be afraid of me. And I never told my partner, but I’m afraid that he will be forced to pick between me and the kid, and I don’t want him to do that as I know either option will hurt him.

So I’m asking. Is there anything I can do to try and help seem less… monstrous to my nephew?

I'm afraid there are no quick fixes here, reader. Your nephew has been exposed to some seriously toxic ideologies from a very early age. That isn't the sort of thing you can fix over night.

I would caution against trying too hard to diminish yourself or your creaturely traits as part of this process. You want your nephew to be comfortable with you, not with a nervous caricature of yourself.

Instead, I encourage you to behave at home as normally as you can, being as friendly as he'll allow you to be and respecting his boundaries when he expresses them.

If you haven't already, talk to your partner about what your strategies are going to be to improve the situation. This is a long-term project that needs complete buy-in from both of you to succeed.

As much as possible, your partner should be exposing your nephew to the idea of difference, teaching him that it's OK to notice that other people are different than him, but that he still needs to treat them with kindness and respect.

There are so many more resources available today to help children learn about these matters, from books and films to websites dedicated to help you discuss these issues in an age-appropriate way.

Books like Paws, Claws and More, What's for Lunch? and My Daddy's A Mummy are a great way to start these conversations and to help introduce your nephew to these ideas in a way that is accessible for him. Talk to your local librarian for more recommendations.

The best way for him to learn to trust you is through spending time with you, drowning out the hateful ideas he's been taught through real, lived experience of being safe and happy in the company of people in the community. Make sure to set time aside for all three of you to spend time together, doing activities your nephew will enjoy.

Of course, his exposure to the creature community shouldn't start and end with you. If you can, consider getting him involved in mixed genus groups where he can meet liminal children his own age. It might be a bit of an adjustment for him, but it will a huge boon to him in the long run.

Finally, please consider seeking out some additional support for yourself during this process. This is a difficult, highly emotional situation, and you need to find people who you can talk to about it beyond your partner, whether that's to talk through possible solutions or just to vent occasionally.

Fortunately, reader, if there's one thing children are built for, it's learning. It will take time and emotional commitment, but with a little effort, I think you and your partner will be able to teach your nephew a kinder way of looking at the world.

[For more creaturely advice, check out Monstrous Agonies on your podcast platform of choice, or visit monstrousproductions.org for more info]

[samsm2mstories]

My coming out story.

I thought I should share you my story about coming out which was actually recently.

For many years I had a lot of suppressive issues that were out of my hands, society, cultures and other reasons which meant for me it wasn't the right time. Luckily for some countries it's easily being who you are compared to 10-20 years ago. The world sucks still as there are homophobic idiots everywhere, some are just sore losers who got not respect in society while others just don't know any better as their upbringing wasn't teaching them to respect others.

Luckily enough I live in the UK and we as a country have got better even although the early / mid 1900s generation are still hard at adapting to the modern world. It's not their fault as their times were different. Religion, society didn't know much better but that's history as we are the ones that living in this world and will be the ones moving forward. Some people will never understand it and respect it.

I'm lucky to come out around great people, I am a very well respected in person and in general a natural born leader so you could say I was like a captain that was popular which made my coming out harder.

Some of you might be thinking now does it become easier to come out as your identity?

I believe it's can depends on a number of reasons. You got to truly believe that you are who you are.

Don't question it.

If you question yourself, don't come out as that's a sign you are not ready. Talk to your friends, talk to strangers who are gay online (be safe not to disclose personal information)

I will admit I sat in my chair for a few good hours debating how to come out. I decided to go for it and do it in one big statement. That's a strong trait of mine as you all can tell on here.

I needed to write my story in a way that it wouldn't offend people, I did mention about the industry that was homophobic, some of my family and school.

It was that second most nervous point in coming out, just posting/saying it. I thought about listening to a few songs that were a big part of my life, thinking about those moments where sometimes I should of come out earlier to enjoy those moments.

You know what, I don't regret it at all, yes I missed out on some years but I had a brilliant life, travelling the world, experiencing new cultures, and making amazing friends on the way.

It did take a toll on my mental health at times but being the strong person I am, I dealt with it quickly enough.

So that night I sat there and my song came along.

Starship: Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now (read the lyrics while listening to this song)

You know this was a song of mine but the words in it made me realised I want to go out there and enjoy myself.

I finally did it.....

Those nerves, stomach turning inside out, emotions running wild. It all hit me like a ton of bricks.

What will people think?

What will people say?

Will I lose some friends??

Everything was rushing in and out of my mind, I just went to bed, signed out of social media. I recommend you doing this for a day or two as you want to feel the response in one go.

People started to message me, those who had my mobile number. It became a bit easier, I wasn't in the mood for talking much so I text back in small sentences.

I went to work that day and luckily enough nobody there is on my social media pages. I managed to complete 8/10 hours of my shift.

I went home and cried for abit, emotions still hitting me like bullets. You will have moments thinking was this right but deep down you know you are right.

I decided to look at my social media pages.

The final verdict?

I'm finally a free man.

For those who are younger, there shouldn't be anyone under the age of 18 reading my stories as they are explicted but if you are reading this.

For you coming out would be different, I would recommend you do it now when the moment is right but take into consideration your family. Make sure you won't be disowned or kicked out of the house. Have a read-up online about it all and PLEASE RESEARCH EVERYTHING.

We all have different circumstances and you must be completely assured that coming out will be good when the moment is right..

Yes some might not agree with it.

Yes some might hate you now.

Yes some might be shocked and haven't replied.

Who cares????

This is your life so go out there and enjoy it, be safe while at it. Please use protection during sex with strangers.

Remember if you ever feel I doubt or want to talk, there's helplines, friends in the community, even send me a text if you want to talk more.

Don't be afraid to talk.

I hope you all enjoyed this irl story and it would be amazing if some of you reply to this about your coming out stories. It would make a brilliant discussion.

For those who are unsure on their sexuality, speak to me or other members of the community. Talking helps to make a decision. You will feel much better.

Sam your favourite Alpha writer 😎

[toastsrambles]

long post beware

the fact that albert is an older brother establishes heavy themes in yuumori, such as responsibility (the burden that albert puts on himself morally/religiously can be compared to the inherent burden of being a first born son) and brotherly duty (the irony of the older brother, classically the protector, being the one to slay his younger brother). it also establishes parallels between albert and william, as older brothers, and og william and louis, as younger brothers (these parallels are FASCINATING, i might make a post about just those).

but i can’t stop thinking about the themes that would be established by og william being older and albert being younger.

(i know it’s narratively improbable because of the complications it would add to the identity switch, so some aspects of that would need to change but this is discussing purely the themes of the matter, so.)

firstly, the relationship between of william and albert. og william would, no doubt, still be classist and elitist and cruel. but, in his mind, that would create no conflict with being a loving older brother (or as loving as og william is capable of). this would create an inner conflict with albert killing him, whereas in the original, there was very little conflict/hesitation when it came to killing og william. however, this would probably be canceled out because of albert feeling like og william betrayed him.

albert, being one to believe in traditional values and set systems (the good should prosper, the evil should suffer, etc.), would most definitely subscribe to the idea of the older brother as the protector (which i reference nonstop in this post). and yet, og william failed. he was supposed to make the world better for albert, to be a beacon of truth, and yet he wasn’t. he was supposed to be good and he wasn’t. i imagine this sense of betrayal would be the main reason albert is able to go through with the murder.

but the parallels! the parallels between the williams! wouldn’t william be just disgusted with og william? the idea that a brother could be so callous as to drive his little brother to this, to murder? the idea that, perhaps, he could be like this? and the fact that he takes on the identity of og william- the fear of og william’s name itself corrupting him? would he look at louis and vow never to make louis turn to what albert had to?

and just. during the final problem, when it becomes more and more clear that william dying is less about the final problem itself and more about needing salvation. would it be framed as og william’s salvation as well? william bears og william’s name identity. does og william die for his sins (again) with william?

and the parallels between albert and louis! their respective betrayals of their older brothers- albert killing og william and louis trying to keep william alive. and then, the themes of the younger replacing the older- albert replacing og william as the eldest son and head of the family, and louis replacing william (and albert too) as M.

and then, with the theme of responsibility- in my mind, albert would still be slightly older than william - a couple months, at most - so he would still inherit most of the estate, etc. he would bear the burden of an eldest son to the rest of the world. but those closer to him, as well as the audience, would know the truth. thematically, this would combine responsibility with deception, and duty with lies. an interesting concept, one that is already explored so well in yuumori, what with almost every authority figure being corrupt and cruel behind the scenes.

and brotherly duty, holy shit. og william, the older brother, the protector and role model, being wicked and broken. albert, the younger son, the protected, disowning him and stabbing him with a stake. william, the older brother, the protector and role model, being ready to kill himself for the sake of his little brother. louis, the younger brother, the protected, proving that he doesn’t need to be protected, going to the person he hates most to beg for his help.

og william and william, both the protectors, except william succeeded where og william failed. albert and louis, both the usurpers, except albert did it out of hate where louis did it out of love.

and don’t even get me started on albert and mycroft. albert looking at mycroft and seeing what a big brother and eldest son should be, should have done, and instead of seeing his own failures (a killer theme, don’t get me wrong) he sees his own brother’s flaws. and yet, he also sees his older brother’s virtue. mycroft raising the idea that maybe, og william was cruel, but he was still loving. that the two ideas can coexist, and while albert doesn’t have to love og william, he does have to acknowledge that og william loved him.

and… just. the brutalism of being killed by your younger brother. the boy you held when he was young, whom you taught how to read and walk. that boy, staring at you with such utter hatred that you just can’t comprehend, that boy killing you.

and the tragedy of killing your older brother. of looking at the boy who raised you, who held you when you were scared, and deciding you don’t want to be his anymore. of realizing your older brother is cruel and evil and killing him, his blood literally on your hands.

and the fear of becoming like that other older brother. you share his name and you watched his little brother be driven to murder because of him. you can’t be that for your little brother, but you still take on his name.

and the refusal to become like that little brother. you watched him kill his older brother and you won’t let that be you. you’ll do whatever it takes to save your big brother, because even if he took that monster’s name, he was your older brother before that.

two sets of brothers. both of them are tales of tragedy. and yet, the second is a story of love, as well. can the first say the same?

[shirohige-pirates]

Just Like Fire

CisFem Reader x Portgas D. Ace

CW: angst, language, erotic, violence, serial killer, stalking, poisoning, over-bearing controlling parents, attempted forced marriage, possible dub-con, Munchausen by proxy (aka Factitious Disorder), wildly cute and fluffy despite the warnings. 18+ only

Summary: You're Sabo's biological sister in this AU. After college you moved in with your dear brother and his two sworn brothers in order to avoid going back home. You and Sabo despise your family equally.

Tags: @fiestynatureweeb @nalleanna @airwolf92 @art3misa635 @sleepisfortheweakpooh @ghostfacefricker6969 @harahettania @mfreedomstuff

Chapter 23: First, Finally.

You and Ace had gotten back home with enough time to clean up, and grab another nap. You’d blame Ace, but with a lot going on, and a lot more to do, the extra rest was the best thing you could do with the time you had. Ace just made it easier to nap because he was so warm.

Once it drew closer to the time you needed to meet with Ichiji, you got ready properly. Sabo was going to come along as well, not just to support you, but also to keep Ace in check if things went south. Sabo’s car was also a little more inconspicuous than Ace’s older orange truck.

“I haven’t been disowned, or disavowed.” Sabo says as he’s driving you to the café where you’re going to meet with Ichiji. “If anything goes sideways, leave it to me to resolve it.” He says, his eyes on the rear view mirror for a moment until Ace grunts. “I’m serious, Ace.”

“I know!” He barks, arms folded across his chest. “I’m just here for moral support.”

“Even though you’d rather light him on fire.” Sabo teases.

“He’d survive.” Ace grumbles.

“You can’t harm a royal, Ace.” Sabo nearly growls.

“I most certainly can,” Ace emphasizes. “But I won’t, not unless it comes down to him or us.”

“It won’t.” Sabo asserts, but you see his hands tighten on the steering wheel.

“It won’t.” You agree. “Sanji said something earlier this morning that has me thinking Ichiji never meant to agree to this in the first place.”

“Oh?” Sabo prompts.

“In two months him and his family are going to be leaving this island.”

“Yeah, Germa as a kingdom is mobile, they don’t-.”

“They travel a lot.” You point out, cutting off Sabo a little. “And Ichiji was aware of my illness, to my knowledge, from the beginning.” Understanding dawns on Sabo’s face.

“I’m not picking up what you two are on about.”

“Travel’s rough, especially on someone with a chronic illness.” You explain, looking back at Ace. “Ichiji wasn’t going to stop traveling because of me, he couldn’t. His entire kingdom is built around traveling. I’m the worst match possible. Even if some miracle drug made me less weak I’d still be a liability.”

“What do they get by agreeing to everything then?” Ace questions.

“They might have been planning to levy accusations against Mom and Dad from the beginning.” You admit with a shrug. “Ichiji could end up being happy to hear what I’m going to tell him today.”

“They could also be using it as bargaining leverage with another family.” Sabo explains. “Getting a better dowry or contract with someone else by leveraging my sister and our family. They could’ve just been bored and not inclined to decline the request from my father, too.”

“… That’s - all of that is messed up.” Ace says after a moment and you and Sabo can’t helped the clipped, jaded laughs that escape you.

You take a deep breath and try to relax as you get closer to the destination. It was a small café, in the downtown area, and because it was Sunday almost no one else was around. When you approached with both Sabo and Ace behind you, Ichiji stood up from the table he’d been waiting at, and came over to meet all of you.

“You come with ill-tidings, it seems.” He says evenly. With the shades on it’s hard to say who he’s looking at, but you’re certain he’s got his eyes on everyone. His expression and body language match his words, he’s not surprised, but he also doesn’t appear to be upset either. “Something with more weight to it than a simple cancellation.”

You nod. “We can sit, if you prefer, Prince Ichiji, but I intend to get to the point quickly.”

He’s quiet for a second, and doesn’t move. “By all means.” He prompts.

“My parents, I assume through no conscious malicious intent on their part, have incorrectly informed you of my situation.” You say, keeping your eyes steady. “The new medication has revealed I am not chronically ill at all. I am, instead -

“-cursed.” You and Ichiji say the word at the same time. It takes every ounce of control you have not to flinch. The cold surety in his voice made your stomach knot.

The smile that pulls at the corner of his mouth seems more amused than anything else. “There was only one thing that you could say that would be so definitive.”

You feel yourself relax slightly. “I suppose that’s true.” You admit, but there’s something that sits uncomfortably inside you. His logic is sound, but he was so certain. You could’ve said that you were dying, or adopted, or any number of things that would have been just as effective as being cursed.

“All I need now is proof.” He says and your brows knit a little. You can hear Marco in the back of your head being adamant about only changing when completely out of sight. Like in the basement, or out in the middle of the field where you and Ace had been.

“One’s curse is very personal.” Sabo says, voice barely neutral. You’re certain he’s concerned about the same secrecy as you.

Ichiji inclines his head. “Certainly, but you understand that I wouldn’t want to be ill-informed on something so important.”

You looked around. The street was empty, no one was paying the four of you any mind, and a few glances in the immediate vicinity didn’t give you any signs of cameras nearby. You shift your weight and look into the café, and at most, you see a camera pointed toward the door, and one toward the register. Your body blocked the line of sight from inside, and you could use Sabo and Ichiji for the rest.

“It’s not an official inquisition.” Sabo insists, but you put your hand up.

“No, it’s okay. He has a valid point. No one’s going to want the fact of my curse to be official public knowledge. There’s no way for him to know without proof.” You agree, keeping your eyes on Ichiji as you concentrate on changing only your arm. Ace and Sabo move at the same time, and provide more cover with their hats.

You wiggled the white feathers before reverting back to your arm.

“Zoan.” Ichiji says, and there’s a disgust in his voice you’re relieved to hear.

“I am a shame to the honor of nobility.” You say flatly. “I’m new to the news myself, and have not yet informed my family. You owe me nothing, but I would appreciate time enough for me to do so properly.”

A faint show of emotion slips over Ichiji’s face. Something torn between anger and disgust, held back and tempered by who knew what. You were almost expecting him to lash out and physically beat you in front of the café.

Instead, after the longest moment you think you’ve ever experienced thus far in your life finally passes, he relaxes, and reaches into his pocket. Pulling out a small drive he hands it over to Sabo, and it’s obvious from the tilt of his head, he’s pointedly ignoring you and Ace.

Well, he was likely not acknowledging Ace at all from the beginning.

“She’s right. I owe you nothing, but your parents have left a foul taste in my mouth long before now. When you deliver your news to them, you should include that as well.” He suggests, turning and walking away without so much as a farewell afterward.

You and Ace look to one another before looking to Sabo. Your brother shrugs, looking at the drive in his hands. You already had enough evidence against your parents to see yourself absolved of them, even without needing to officially admit to your curse. Even if you were okay with officially stating your curse, the simple truth was that the government was more likely to bury any record of it anyway.

Hopefully without burying you as well.

“What do you think it is?” You question finally, as the three of you head back to Sabo’s car.

“A virus.” He shrugs. “We’ll have to dig up an older computer and make sure it can’t connect to anything else.”

“Do you think he bothered to dig up dirt on your parents?” Ace questions, and you shrug.

“He’s smart, and I wasn’t exactly proper about my emotions, concerning the change in medication.” You buckle in as you tuck the small drive away. “I can’t imagine a royal deciding to dig into our family after already entering into an agreement with them. They would’ve done digging before hand to sate any concerns or curiosities.” You shake your head. “Ichiji is entirely too pragmatic. The idea that he was either concerned or curious about my well-being at all seems inane.”

“The idea that he was truly upset at the fact of our mother poisoning you does sound absurd.” Sabo agrees, even as he sighs heavily. “But, if like you said, the plan was for them to leverage things falling apart, then it would make more sense. The more he could prove about the situation, the more leverage he would have.”

“True, but as a royal, compared to our family, how much proof would he really need?” You retort. “If he truly wished, he could’ve levied any accusation with nothing but his family’s seal to back it up.”

Silence falls over the three of you for a while, stomachs collectively knotting over the possibilities. Sabo was trying not to rush the return home, but concern and curiosity were giving him a bit of a lead foot.

“What if…” Ace pauses, pinching the bridge of his nose. “What if it’s related to the fire?”

“That,” you start to say that would be impossible, but your throat goes dry before you can really say anything. The fire had been shrouded in its own kind of mystery. There was nothing that explained why the building had caught on fire in the first place. The official statement was an indeterminable electrical failure, but almost the entire building had already been evacuated because most people had contracted food poisoning.

Sabo had been firm about not leaving you unattended afterward, but with everything else you had almost completely forgotten about the concern.

Whatever was on the drive, you hoped it had nothing to do with the fire. The idea that someone was willing to effectively demolish an entire office building, and risk the lives of the people in it, just to get to you, was terrifying.

[innerlandlight]

Okay so, I wrote another one @g-on-ef @pink-mask-06 @spotsandclawsthings

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⚠️MENTIONS OF SA⚠️

Maya- age 15

OH MY GOD!!!!! I'm so excited right now, I'm going on a datecwith this really cute guy at school. He got that James Dean daydream look in his eyes. Dad and Niko were not agreeingto this, but mom convinced them like a queen

"I can't believe that you're going on a date, I'm so happy for you!!!"

Mia signs. A deep feeling of guilt settled in me, its because of me, I know it. Mia sees my sad expression and signs

"What happened?Why are you sad?"

"It's....Nothing. Its just nervousness"

"Why is my confident diva bitch is nervous?"

"Oh please don't act like Anikka"

We both laughed and I hugged Mia and said

"I love you Mia, you are my hero"

"Aww, I love you too"

Mia left me alone in my room so that I could get ready. While doing my makeup, I got a call. Without checking the caller ID, I picked up the call

"Why the fuck are you going on a date when I told you not to?!"

I froze as I heard the poisonous voice of Pratt. But I won't let her control me, she is controlling me enough to make my life hell.

"You can't tell me what to do!!" I said angrily

"What did you just say to me?!"

She is angry, she usually gets angry like this when she is about to punish me. I hesitated a bit but I was determined.

"I said you can't control me anymore, are you fucking deaf!!"

"HOW DARE YOU TALKING TO ME LIKE THAT, I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!!"

I pulled my phone away from my ear, she's so fucking loud!

"Stop barking like a dog. Oh wait, calling you a dog is an insult to the species of dogs, you are much worse than that. You know what you can't control me. Show me your worst bitch!"

"You-"

Before she can say anything I cut the call. Do I feel good? HELL YES!!. I won't let her control me. Just then Mia barged into my room

"Hurry up, he's here"

"What???It's too early"

"No dummy, its already 7 pm"

I flipped her off, took my belongings and went outside. There he was standing with a bouquet.

"Hey, are you ready?" he asked me.

"Yeah, let's go" I was blushing like crazy. The date went well and he also asked me out for a movie date!!!! When I reached home, my dad asked

"How are you? Do I need to kill somebody?" . I was annoyed, like I get it that dad is overprotective of Mia and me, but this is too much

"Dad no, come on, not all the boys are bad"

"I'm not sure about it" he said

Just then mom came in and said

"Kyle stop, leave that poor boy alone"

"Are you on my side or that guy's side"

"The guy's side, now come to the dinner table"

WOW, that was personal. My mom always kept my dad in check

"Honey do you want to eat dinner?" mom asked me

"Sure mom"

Even though I already ate dinner, I wanted to spend time with my family. I want to make many happy moments with them. before everything goes downhill, well I'm nit so sure about that. In next life, I don't want to live in guilt, I want to be free, I don't wabpnt to get abused. Suddenly, I got a text, it was from Pratt which said

"You're going to pay for this in the worst way"

I ignored the text and focused on my food. She's only going to beat me with a stick or worse with a belt.

After the dinner was over, I went to my room, did my skincare routine and went to sleep

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My eyes snap open as I had a nightmare in which everyone found out about the truth of Mia's kidnapping and my family disowned me. I was covered in sweat and was thirsty. I tried to take my water bottle from the nightstand. I was not able to, I realized that my hands are tied to the bedpost. I tried to call for help but I realized that my mouth is taped. I was scared, I tried to loosen the ropes but failed.

"Stop struggling my rosie, its of no use" OH NO, it was Pratt.

I didn't listened to her and started trashing on the bed. But then she punched me hard on my stomach. Hard enough to make me scream. SLAP

"Stop making fucking noise!"

What she did next traumatized me for life. She started undressing me

"I'm so angry right now Maya, you shouldn't have disobeyed me"

I was struggling against the ropes but it was of not use. She started hitting my breasts with her stick. I let out a muffled cry, begging her to stop but she didn't. But then she spread my legs

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After 2 painful hours she finally stopped. I was raped and I was not able to defend myself. I started crying again even though my eyes were puffy

"Shh....rosie don't cry, this was for your good only, you know I love you"

NO YOU FUCKING DONT!!! She then untied me and said

"Now, if you tell anyone, I'll kill your family in front of you in the most painful way" After saying this she disappeared from my window. I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower to the highest temperature and stood there until my body was burning. How can I let this happen to me!!! I just want to die.

[blouisparadise]

Today we have the third part of our hurt/comfort rec list for you! You can find part one here and part two here. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to like and reblog this post to help spread the word.

1) Wanna Feel the Edges Start to Burn | Explicit | 6,111 words

Harry gives him a gentle smile. “Feeling a little bit better?” Louis nods tentatively. “I think so yeah. Thank you so much for being so kind, but you really didn’t need to do this.” He lifts his unfortunately still shaky hand and runs it haphazardly through his hair. “It was just a spilled tea, I totally overreacted. I’m a bit embarrassed to be honest.” Harry scoffs. “Are you kidding me? Don’t be. I saw the whole thing, that guy was way out of line. You didn’t do anything wrong.” Louis gives him what he’s sure is a watery smile. “Erm thank you. I wouldn’t normally admit this to a stranger, but you’ve already seen me cry today so what the hell?” He forces himself to let out a weak laugh. “The thing is, my period is due any day now and sometimes the birth control pills make my emotions go a little haywire. I think that’s what happened.”

2) Quietly Our Hearts Beat | Explicit | 7,539 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be ready by AO3 users.

Louis and Harry in the universe of ‘A Quiet Place’.

3) Waiting | Explicit | 10,517 words

Louis Tomlinson was Harry’s omega, of this Harry had always been sure. Unfortunately for Harry, Louis seemed to think they were just best friends. The six weeks that Harry has to live with Louis were going to be rough.

4) All This Delusion In Our Heads | Explicit | 15,088 words

After Harry and Louis break up, they cope with it in very different ways. What will happen when Harry keeps calling his ex over when things go wrong in his life, but Louis just can't take it anymore?

5) Just My Style | Explicit | 15,443 words

Harry is sick, and the only thing that might help him is the pheromones from his mate--problem is, he hasn't got a mate. Louis' just been disowned, and taking part in a medical study where he has to cuddle with some strange alpha seems to be his only option for earning a bit of cash. The hippies and Omega Rights campaigners are busy changing the world--but all Harry wants is a chance to live.

6) How You Sleep At Night | Mature | 15,568 words

The one where Louis thinks he got left because he might be too much to handle, but then Harry appears in his life again.

7) Somebody's Got Your Trainers On (It's You) | Explicit | 28,000 words

Louis hasn't thought about Harry since half an hour after the shift started, when Krystle told him that she was binging Gogglebox last night and therefore didn't get enough sleep - a sure reminder of Harry’s temporary Gogglebox obsession. Five hours isn't much without thinking about someone, but that's as long as it gets. Louis came to terms with that two years ago. When Harry walked out the door with his stupid New Balance trainers and never looked back.

8) Let Me Carry Your Weight | Explicit | 28,633 words

Louis is fresh out of a bad relationship with someone who made him feel awful about how he looked. On his journey to better himself, he meets Harry - the ridiculously attractive and fit personal trainer.

9) Compass to my Soul | Teen & Up | 31,439 words

Note: This fic does not have smut, but it's omega Louis, so we included it.

Harry Styles, alpha, is 1/4 of the perfect pack, and 1/5 of world famous boy band One Direction. He spends his time touring the world with his best friends and family. Louis Tomlinson, omega, is 1/5 of world famous boy band One Direction. He spends his time hoping his bandmates don’t notice him.

10) Stuck On You | Explicit | 33,983 words

Louis’ life revolves around his stickers. Harry’s life revolves around his job. The universe has decided their worlds should revolve around each other.

11) A Common Place Affliction | Not Rated | 36,508 words

“You should go home,” Louis muses, and Harry can feel the omega crouch down to become eye level with Harry, poking his cheek with a dainty finger. Harry lifts his arm, taking a peek at Louis’ face. Louis looks tired, he notes, but not exhausted, and there’s an eyelash stuck to his cheek. Harry doesn’t hesitate to lazily reach out and thumb over his cheek. “Can’t,” Harry croaks, blindly twisting his hand around to grab at Louis’ offending finger and just holding it. “C’mere. Take a nap with me,” he asks after a beat, opening an eye to look at Louis. Louis raises an eyebrow. “M’not going to nap with you in the middle of the ER, H.” Sighing, Harry squeezes the young nurse’s finger. “Nobody cares.” He knows they do; they’ll annoy nurses and probably worry patients when they catch sight of a nurse and surgeon sleeping on the job. Let alone in the middle of the emergency ward hallway. Harry can hear the complaints now: ‘these are the people we’re supposed to trust with our lives?’

12) To Paint A Symphony | Explicit | 40,583 words

Despite being a wedding painter, Louis has never had quite an optimistic outlook on marriage life. Love, sure, he’s a hopeless romantic and he longs for a sweet partner, to feel adored and cherished, but a part of him will forever doubt that love can last forever, a spark never lasts long, after all, so he paints because strokes of paint can remain forever and unchanged if looked after properly, cared and cherished the way he wished he could be, safe from an unsure future. Harry, on the other hand, as a performer and lyricist, indulges in pleasure. He loves love, never wastes a moment, never hesitates, always so sure of what he wants. Songs come and go on the radio, sometimes forgotten, sometimes transcending generations, the way people leave, and others stay. He never thinks of a future because he only ever lives in the present and he never was egocentric enough to think he could make a real impact and his art could outlive him. At a wedding under summer skies and surrounded by endless sea, two seemingly polar opposite lovers meet, and perhaps one learns to let himself feel and fall, and the other lets himself hope and cling on.

13) Wild Hearts Run Free | Explicit | 42,979 words

Harry is an alpha who is harbouring a dark secret, one that has forced him into self-imposed isolation, far from civilization and far from temptation. Louis is an omega who has fought the predispositions of his secondary gender his whole life and suddenly finds himself cast aside by his beta partner, leaving him to question his place in the world. When fate and Mother Nature conspire to trap the two strangers together, will Harry’s worst fears be proven, or will Louis find a way to break down his walls and lead him into the light?

14) This Glass House | Mature | 43,012 words

While deployed, Alpha Harry gets injured by an IED explosion, leaving him to deal with severe injuries in its devastating aftermath. During his road to acceptance and recovery he learns with the help of Louis and their children just how important family can be for the mind, body, and soul.

15) Hold Me How the Deep Night Has | Explicit | 48,018 words

Louis Tomlinson needs a change. Stuck in a cycle of going to the job he hates, spending time with his friends, and avoiding the one man he hates most in this world, Louis' in desperate need of something new. So when he discovers an abandoned notebook on the way to work, the decision is easy to take it for himself and begin a journal amidst the empty pages. What can't be expected are the words that appear overnight directly beside his own, written on the same day 400 years in the past. What are the consequences of a magical connection between two men of different centuries? And who, among it all, is the mysterious E who only exists on the other side of Louis' journal?

16) Made For Lovin’ You | Explicit | 52,637 words

The one where a quick, horny decision ruins Louis’ summer plans, but may also lead to unexpected discoveries. Featuring the road trip of dreams, misunderstandings, and a bit of fate. The one where a quick, horny decision ruins Louis’ summer plans, but may also lead to unexpected discoveries. Featuring the road trip of dreams, misunderstandings, and a bit of fate.

17) Gallery Of Us | Explicit | 55,778 words

Harry knew what he was doing in life, everything laid out in black-and-white, each day pleasantly predictable. Cue lively art student, Louis, trying to find his place. An almost insufferably happy person who sometimes forgets to hide the way they feel meets the person who is diligent enough to notice and determined to make a difference.

18) Untamed Hearts Align | Explicit | 55,795 words

For as long as Louis has known her, Lady Margaret Tomlinson has had two aspirations for the remaining years of her life. The first was to out-dress the Duchess of Kent at every soirée and gathering. The second was to marry off her omega nephew to the most honorable – and highly ranked – alpha suitor she could find. He does not expect for her to arrange a marriage between him and the crown prince, and he certainly does not expect to fall for him. Everything changes when Harry disappears.

19) I’ve Got You | Explicit | 62,988 words

As a reward for saving the king's life, Harry is offered omega Prince Louis' hand in marriage. Neither of them has any interest in the union going forward, and so they concoct a plan to prove to the king that they are far from a perfect match.

20) You're Umami Baby | Mature | 87,429 words

Harry is a chef who never experienced umami until he meets his new dishwasher, Louis.

21) Echoes & Omens | Mature | 100,707 words

Echoes of the dead come in many forms. Their imprints forever tied to the ones who'd killed them. Louis Tomlinson is able to track the dead using their echoes, they call to him. He's used that gift to aid Scotland Yard in their investigations, with the hopes of studying Criminology at Cambridge University. He's lived a life of privilege and good fortune as a Marquess, son of the late Duke Tomlinson, with his life mapped out since day one. Until two terrible truths are revealed. One, he's adopted. Two, his biological parents are London's most notorious serial killers. Against his family's wishes, Louis travels to Chicago to uncover the truth of their incarceration. Much to his dismay, his biological mother's Lawyer, Harry Styles, wants to take his case. Together, they work to uncover what really happened all those years ago, but perhaps more is revealed than they could've ever anticipated. Trapped in a whirlwind of portents and omens, Louis and Harry find themselves pitted against an enemy they'd not foreseen.

22) You’ve Got A Higher Power, You’re Once In Any Lifetime | Explicit | 113,444 words

Giving up and letting them think they're right were never valid options in Louis Tomlinson's mind. In a society full of prejudices, finding a family and being accepted, also seemed like an unrealistic utopia. Louis sets out to do what no other of his kind ever has before and in doing so, he finds love, friendship and more about himself than he thought he would.

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[farasen]

Werewolves AU yapping

Uuh a little context for that. This AU is solely inspired by my favorite song of Korol i Shut "Lesnik" (Forester) and pretty much all I want to do with it is to create an animatic some day (good luck to me with that because this idea has been rotting my brain for like 4 years now), so I'm not planning to develop it too much beyond that, even though I do have some headcanons on the bunch members, on which I'll elaborate further. If you get inspired by it tho, I'll leave it to your imagination.

So, basically, in the song a traveler meets a forester and stays at his place till the night comes and the forester drags him outside to feed the man to his wolf friends because he's a werewolf. And that got me thinking "what if I've created an AU where Willi is a forester (maybe a werewolf too) and feeds his werewolf friends aka the bunch."

Initially, I wanted to make each of the guys a different unholy creatures, but, like, united with one theme of transformation. However, I'm stupid with folk creatures, so I've finally decided to say "nah fuck it, they're all werewolves now." Yeah also sorry if you are informed about this stuff and I speak nonsense to you lol.

Well, as far as I'm aware, werewolves are not only about wolves, they can be any other animal basically, sooo...

But to make it more interesting, I came up with some ideas with how they became ones in the first place.

For Markus it could be a family curse. We all know that his dad is a piece of shit, so it's believable that he crossed a road with some witch that cursed his entire bloodline.

Forgot to mention that it happens in a late medieval ages or even a bit later than that, so shit like that is a thing to people and also for the vibe.

Marlon and Leon could also be cursed, but for a different reason (idk which) and it's the reason they live on the outskirts of the village very close to the forest.

Jojo and Raban could become werewolves after a bite of the other alike creature.

Deniz' family, specifically his father, is famous for hunting unholy monsters, werewolves included. And even though Erol trained him to become a good witch hunter (or whatever it's called), he wouldn't take him on any actually dangerous events. Deniz, however, felt like he's ready and wanted to prove it to his dad. One night he sneaks out from the house in order to catch his first unholy creature and comes across with a werewolf, who was one of the bunch btw. He doesn't kill it of course, but he gets bitten. Deniz tries to hide it from his dad for some time, but naturally Erol finds out about it. He's baffled and conflicted, cause it's his duty to kill him, but he loves his son too much and just couldn't do it. He lets him stay, but told Deniz to keep it a secret.

And now Vanessa. She could be a runaway from the other village, that almost died in a fire of a fierce crowd. Her parents disowned her and she had no place to stay at, except her grandma's that lived far away. She's the only person that took her in, despite knowing her curse, but the girl had to keep it a secret too.

As for Willi... He could also be a werewolf that found a convenient way to cope with his curse - live in a forest and be a forester. And once he meets the bunch, he warmes up to them and becomes a mentor for them that teaches them how to live with this curse in their blood. And feeds them people. Or any other scenario that suits you more, my imagination is too poor when it comes to fantasy stuff.

Maybe I'll draw some concepts, but I'm really not too enthusiastic about developing it. If you have some thoughts on the topic I'd be glad to hear them tho. 

[silvantransthranduiltrash]

Okey same person who asked about thranduil baby daddy’s here.

By the way loved the explanation, makes sense. But I would love to hear more about Ingwe and his adopted relationship to thranduil.

Especially your opinion on how would have thranduil reacted seeing how ingwe turned out? in the sense that in valinor he was all “pease,art,music and the serving the valar”.

Also do you think if given the chance to return to middle earth after going to valinor, the we’s would have returned? And would they have brought their children with them?

I love hearing questions, so dw!

So, first things first: little reminder that everything i have to say is about my au, and is not always canon compliment.

So Ingwe actually calls Thranduil his ada. If you ever hear him talking about his Ada he means thranduil. And everytime someone tries to interfere and say “don’t you mean ingen?” After they started living in valinor (ingen and Alehalen(ingwe’s mom) went with the vanyar) ingwe point blank tells them no, they aren’t his parents.

It’s actually a point of tension, bc valinor elves don’t really understand the concept of adoption, just like they don’t really deal with divorce/remarrying/everything that happened between miriel and finwe. So a lot of elves don’t actually acknowledge that Ingwe has disowned Ingen and Alehalen. Including his younger sister Indis, who was born in valinor (yes, in this au indis is his sister) and his wife, who keeps insisting that he should mend his relationship with them.

And thranduil just treats him like he came from his body. Which isn’t difficult bc Ingwe and Lasgen could be twins tbh. Lasgen and Ingwe are genuinly close, btw, and will call each other “twin”. Thranduil is, however, ready to throw down with Ingen and Alehalen the moment he catches even the faintes whif of them treating him like shit. It was a lot of comforting a crying elfling way back when. Tbh, because custody arrangements and such didn’t really exist then, Ingwe actually just generally spent a lot of time with thranduil and his family, especially as he became older.

This actually what kind of kickstarted the bad blood between the two families. I mean, when ingen ding-dong-ditched thranduil, they were annoyed but moved on oretty quick (especially when they don’t think that loosing Ingen was any real lose) but the way ingen proceeded to treat his kids, and the way in which thranduil “stole” his sone from him really sparked the fire between the two families. Which is why ingwe doesn’t understand how Finwe, who is a Miriel simp, could possibly cheat on her with Indis, of all elves.

It’s complicated. And the drama started long before the Miriel/Finwe/Indis debacle was even thought up, though most elves don’t realize it/forgot.

So, idk if you know this, but i joke on here that Ingwe “started a cult” to deal with his emotions/gain power. Except then he lost control of the cult. To his parents. And sister. And wife. And to an extent his son. Yeah Ingwe’s just having a bad time. He also is very scared that after the thousands of years since he’s seen thranduil that thranduil no longer thinks of him as his son.

Dw, the moment thranduil is in valinor (through whatever means that may be) he pretty much immediately tracks down his long lost son and demands he comes for a family diner all while hugging the stuffing out of him. Thranduil genuinly wouldn’t care how Ingwe turned out as long as he’s happy and not an ass. Sadly, it’s sad vanya elf hours and ingwe’s been lowkey miserable for millenia and this 👌 close to snapping.

The thing about cuivienen elves, is that in general, i think, they deserve to have their own classification bc, by virtue of being the ones who discovered everything/created society/etc. they all have their wires crossed. And it’s not that they dislike peace, but most of them feel a bit stiffled in valinor. Furthermore, i feel like they feel at least a little disassociation with other vanya/teleri/noldor born elves bc cuivienen elves didn’t actually grow up in that culture, and a lot of those distinctions between elven ethnicities happened after they were kids. They feel a little lost, a little out of place at times.

I actually hc that none of the we’s were actually planning to stay in valinor or lead their people but somehow ended up in that role anways and they’re kinda pissed about it. They just wanted to explore, ok, they did not know it meant signing up to be king.

I feel like all of them want to return to middle earth, if they get the chance, but they also don’t want to abandon their people/families, nd they feel it would be unfair to ask it of their families, when a lot of them are clearly happy in valinor.

In short, in my au, the -we’s feel more or less trapped in their role.

Especially when they have to constantly behave civil, when they’re all a little unhinged. Ingwe’s actually pretty bloodthirsty when it comes down to it. It’s something he shares with Lasgen, Willow (other older sister from another mother) and indis. This drive to be ruthless and almost cruel when dealing with any type of opposition is something they inherited from Ingen, though none (bar indis) likes to acknowledge that that is where they get it from.

Also, just a thought:

Thranduil: *steps foot in valinor*

Ingwe, finwe, elwe, and olwe: finally, an adultier adult.

Might have gotten a bit side tracked, but i hope this answered at least most of your questions.

[odetodilfs]

hello i was wondering if i could request male reader x any of pedro’s characters tbh i don’t really care which one so i’ll leave that up to u. the request would be a fic based on snooze by sza. not really a song fic more like just writing a story based on the song. if you don’t know the song it’s mostly about trying to live in the moment and in love with ur partner. some of the lyrics are

“I don't got nobody, just with you right now

Tell the truth, I look better under you

I can't lose when I'm with you

How can I snooze and miss the moment?

You just too important

Nobody do body like you do”

if you choose to do this request you can make the story fluff, angst, smut or whatever u want i don’t really mind.

We've got each other

Hey anon!! Love the request, I chose Javier for this fanfic cause of his job being dangerous and reader and him being 2 men in love in the 80s :)

Pairing: Javier Peña x m!reader

Warnings: It's SFW fluff, but there's a mention of sex and reader getting disowned by his family for being queer

Spanish is spoken so translations at the end!!

You knew that you and Javier wouldn’t be seen as a real couple, two men together “didn’t work”, Javier swung both ways, he could perfectly just marry a woman and live a normal life, but he didn’t. He loved you too much to be able to even think of being with anyone else, he would’ve loved to be able to hold your hand in the street, allowing everyone to see that he was yours, but society wasn’t ready for you two.

But you had both learnt to cuddle at home, love each other as much as possible behind closed doors, in a way, it taught you to be grateful for each other. You’d eternally thank him for pulling you out of your misery, your family had recently disowned you after they had caught you with a man, and after a few months of confessions and being friends you eventually fell for each other. Javier’s job was dangerous, that was no secret, so you constantly tried to live the moment with him, you knew it was unlikely, but in case fate ever decided to take him from you, you had to live the moment with him, he was what kept you going. You  had been together for so many nights, you’d moved in with him by that point, he was always next to you when he could, be it just watching a movie or on sex-filled nights, he never left you.

Today he came home and he had a bruise on his eye, “No es para tanto amor” he claimed, but it was no use, you were already taking out the ice packs to put on his eye to make the swelling go down, “You… didn’t need to-” he kept saying as he finally let you take care of him. He was always like this, putting up walls and being stoic when in reality he just needed to be taken care of, even like this, bruised and almost beat up, you thought he was the most beautiful man alive.

“¿Necesitas algo?” you asked him, “Water would be good” he smiled, “I’ll go get it then” you said as you got up to the kitchen to get a glass of water, “Here” you said, giving him the glass, he looked so vulnerable, “Why do you even bother being with me? We’re a same sex couple and my job can get me killed any time,” he said, he always tried to protect you, even if being a couple implied a risk, “Because I live to enjoy the moment, and so far, you haven’t been killed, and living in this moment, in love with you had been the happiest I’ve been in my whole life” you said as you looked him in the eye.

“Well, every time I walked into work before I met you I just said “If I die, no big deal, not like anyone would care” but now… but now I try to be careful, you’re the only thing I’m holding onto” he confessed, allowing his walls to come down, you roped him into a hug, “Mi Javier, mi hermoso Javier…” you said as you kissed his hair, “My life has all the ingredients for it to be shit, but you make it enjoyable” he said as he sobbed into your shoulder, you were now on the bed, holding Javier, “You’re too important to me for you to not have a good time in life,” you reassured him.

“Tengo una propuesta” he said, wiping tears off of his eyes, “Tell me” you said, smiling at him and helping him wipe his tears, “When my eye looks better, let’s go to a restaurant,” he said, “and if anyone says shit about us, I’ll kick their ass” he said half jokingly, half serious, you almost said that was too risky, but… “live the moment” was what you said, and you hated contradicting yourself, “sounds like a plan” you chuckled, “Come here�� he said as he kissed your lips softly, “You have such soft lips” you complimented him, “You’re in for an evening full of kisses” “Mmm but Javi-” you started “Hey, I’m the injured one” he joked as he returned to kissing you, yup, you wanted to live the moment.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Translations: "No es para tanto" - "It's not that bad" "¿Necesitas algo?" - "Do you need anything??" "Tengo una propuesta" - "I have a proposal"

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From the final chapter of love in a series of bursts & inches, coming on Eid Wednesday 🌙 Read the first four chapters here!

“You know what I regret most?” He asks eventually, something sharp sparking behind his eyes. “I regret the time I lost with my dad. I spent so much time being closed off, guarding the parts of myself that I thought he wouldn’t approve of. Wouldn’t understand. I didn’t start building a real relationship with him until right before he died. There’s so much we never talked about. He didn’t meet my first boyfriend or help me buy the condo. In the end he didn’t even get to see me get married.”

He sits back with a wet laugh, eyes again drifting over to TK who’s now bouncing back and forth in front of the pinball machine with Joe, like they’re boxers in a ring getting ready to face off. “God, he loved TK.”

“I don’t want to have regrets,” Marjan says. “I want my parents to know Joe. I think if there’s anything these past few years have taught us, it’s that we don’t have as much time as we think we do.”

A deep look of contemplation passes over Carlos’s face. “So what are you afraid of?”

“I’m afraid of ruining the relationship I do have with my parents.” She says, rolling her shoulders back and feeling her resolve strengthen. “I’m afraid telling me that they love me and they support me is a lot easier than doing it.” She drops her voice lower. “And I’m afraid they won’t be able to accept him.”

“Because they didn’t choose him for you? Like they did with Salim?”

“No. Well. Maybe, only because they don’t know his family. They don’t know how he was raised. He’s from a different culture, I think they’re gonna think I’m losing the faith or something.”

“I get that. When I came out my parents told me that it didn’t change anything, but I felt a change.” he says, eyes going dark like he’s sinking deeper into his memory. “I spent a lot of time convincing myself my parents were okay with me being gay, as long as they didn’t have to see it. Or hear about it. I built it up so much in my head. How they would react, how they’d be disgusted by me, how they’d probably disown me. I pushed a lot of people away, guys I dated who thought they were some kind of dirty secret to me. I thought I had to choose between having my family or having a partner. Hell, I even went through with a terrible marriage to a bad match just to try to appease them.”

She laughs as he shudders at the thought. “So what changed?”

“TK,” he says softly, eyes swimming with fondness. “I met him and everything inside me shifted. I didn’t make the choice to tell my parents about him, and I’ll forever regret that. But I think in time I would have. I couldn’t have given him up.”

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[aita-blorbos]

aita for killing my brother?

so i (58m) have a twin brother (58m) who we'll call s. s and i were really close when we were kids, but then s broke my invention and caused me to not get into my dream school because he was still clinging onto this fantasy of a stupid plan we made when we were 7. our dad found out and disowned him because of it, and after that, i didn't see him in over a decade.

in the meantime, i went to college, got my degree ahead of schedule, and moved to a small town to study anomalies. after a while, i hit a dead-end in my research. soon after that, i met b (?m?), who told me how to get past it-by building an multidimensional portal which would lead to a new level of human knowledge. later, though, i found out that he was lying to me about the portal and confronted him about it. b gloated and told me it would bring about the end of the world.

eventually, i got desperate enough to contact s to give him my research so he could take it as far away as possible so it wouldn't fall into the wrong hands. only he got upset with me for calling him up and then immediately telling him to leave. we got in a fight, and i ended up going through the portal.

30 years later, i ended up back in my dimension because s turned the portal back on, DESPITE him knowing that it could destroy our universe. not only that, but he stole my identity.

i told s he could stay until the end of the summer, while our great niece and nephew, d (12m) and m (12f) were here, but then he had to close down his job and give me my life back. he begrudgingly agreed while asking me to thank him, which i didn't.

towards the end of the summer, b ended up breaking into our dimension, and d and i went to confront him. it didn't go well for me and i was captured, but d got away, which was all i could really ask for at that point. eventually b found out he couldn't leave the town and wreak chaos on the rest of the world, and since i knew how to get him out, he tried to "persuade" me to tell him. i refused, since i knew what the consequences were. eventually, though, my family arrived to rescue me, but b threatened to kill them. i was ready to agree to his deal in order to let them go, but s came up with a plan.

we changed clothes so he would pretend to be me so his mind could get erased with b inside (my mind can't be erased, or i would have done it myself). he wasn't technically dead, he just lost everything that made him who he was. and i had to pull the trigger.

fortunately, m refused to believe that s was gone and managed to prove that he was still in there, just buried. he has since regained all of his memories.

despite what this post may suggest, i do care about s. i was just wrapped up in my own ego for too long. s said he forgives me, but i still feel bad. aita?