#while having and raising a full on family - im not a person who's really good at emotional availability irl :')

[varyathevillain]

I get that the intention behind "went out with a girl last night" from Miri to Kazuki is about the "no homo", but I genuinely don't see it as such? because, for one, I really like open queer relationships. monogamy, while very popular, isn't the end all be all, comes from current heteronormative traditions, and polygamy is very much queer. also the idea of Rei interrupting Kazuki's date only to get hit on himself, and having to confirm that the only person he ever had any feelings about/attraction to is Kazuki, he's just not always emotionally capable of handling him, tickles me greatly.

and don't tell me they don't get married the moment Japan in their universe legislates queer marriage.

1) Miri, in case of one of them passing, would be able to remain with the now legal parent;

2) tax purposes/inheritance rules;

3)...okay, this should've been 1) - they do love each other. it's just in the timeskip we see them from Miri's POV, where they're her lameass dads making bad jokes and enjoying harmless teasing in front of her.

[shuamorollss]

Café Amnesia — l.sm x f!reader

— When your insane crush on Lee Seokmin hits a curb when he yells out the wrong name for your order whilst having your name written perfectly fine on your cup.

How the hell was he able to fuck your name up so badly?

On purpose? Obviously. Why? You simply don't know.

romcom, mutual pining, cafe au with a pinch of univ, strangers2friends2lovers warnings/notes— They're both whipped for each other(Seokmin mostly), there's a whole segment of reader suffering from period cramps, uhmm I'll add more :> 1.7k wc TEASER . Estimated full wc: 10k-12k + reblogs are greatly appreciated!

tags— @jangwonie @jungwonize @luhvlyuna @w3bqrl @ineedaherosavemeenow @leaderwon @writingmeraki

"Girl, take your chance. He's right there taking orders!" Im Nayeon encouraged as the both of you took a step inside the bittersweet aromatic premises.

Oh yes, this very Café, not only were you a regular customer here, you were also known by your friends to be limping hearts for someone around these ambient walls.

Strangers might say, Oh, this person must really love the coffee here.

Although your friends would definitely say, Oh, he just loves the coffee made by brew. A code name your friends have made to pertain to him.

The very ‘brew’ on the counter, taking orders with his usual sweet smile.

Lee Seokmin.

Oh that man, how could you ever describe him?

Seokmin’s a family friend, you usually see him outside Café territory. Even visiting your home multiple times just to have a chat with your family. Crazy how a guy so cute and so close to your age is more talkative with the likes of your aunts and uncles.

You have always noticed his presence even before he started working in your favorite Café, though you only developed ominous worries by the time he started working there.

There was something about his mere presence that irks you a certain way, never in a bad way, quite unsure in a good way.

How would he have this effect on you so suddenly?

It doesn't make sense.

You only view him discerningly from your balcony as he laughs with your mom at the gate. He’s a peculiar guy, who only visits your home to greet anyone but the people his age.

You didn't care about it, you didn't even ponder any further with his visits, you weren't as much bothered with his bond with your relatives… So why do you feel the opposite of the things just mentioned now?

"Uhm, Y/N?" a voice echoed, shaking you through your thoughts.

…

"Huh? "

You blinked out of your rainbow towered thoughts, checking the very man standing in front of you with an intense gaze.

Everything felt sudden, you were just giggling with Nayeon earlier at the back of the line and now you're… here.

"Your order please?" He repeats, raising his brow as his eyes fixed on you, patiently waiting for your response.

As much as you wanted to, you couldn't take a look at his face for longer than 2 seconds. You didn't want to become a blushing, stuttering mess in front of him, you had to erase such humiliation as this has probably happened to many times within his view.

You take a good look at the menu for a short while, subtly attempting to compose yourself. Then back to looking into his eyes with a determined smile.

"Ah— Uhm… Two iced caffe latte please." you spoke out, you eyes averting away after you realized you might be looking at him for a bit too long.

"Size?" He questioned.

"Both grande."

“Alright, name?” He asks, leaving you slightly dumber and might be dumbest since you were so so sure he had mentioned your name before, the name you own, the name he lets out to escape you from the unrealistic wonders of your mind.

Well, you guess he had to do it for the professional setting.

“Y/N.” You answered with a warm smile.

He nodded, starting to scribble your name on both cups.

You stared at him for a brief second before darting your eyes out of his figure again. It was an awkward, unnecessary feat you have, however you feel a pinch of guilt for staring at him for too long… You didn't think you would have a chance anyway, or would even notice your gaze fixated on him for an uncomfortable amount of time.

You were great with eye contact, you swore that to life.

Now it’s just different in front of him.

The transaction ended smoothly, thankfully, he gave out your remaining change and you turned around leaving with a wide grin that seemed stuck on your face for the next few minutes.

Nayeon notices your change of demeanor, mirroring your subtle excitement as your footsteps approach her figure.

“So, how did it go?!” She slowly squealed, her bunny teeth entirely evident as her emotions seemed to be ecstatic at yours.

“It went good,” You answer with the same wide grin. “It went with the usual order but this time, he asked for my name.”

Nayeon’s smile immediately falters at your answer, her reaction unsatisfied.

“Y/N, that's… he does that to everyone, it’s his job.” She deadpans.

“No no no, I mean. I was like— thinking about something you know?— I was in deep thought, and then Seok— I mean him, Brew, called me by my name and that took me out of my trance,” You paused, earning back your composure. “Then all of a sudden, he just asks me for my name when he was about to write it on the cup? Like, isn't that weird?! He called me before, with the perfect pronunciation of my name, and then asks about it afterwards?”

Nayeon’s reaction did make any sort of change, yet here you are, at the verge of squealing at the half-assed interaction she had ever heard.

Though, to be fair, she had heard more shit stains than this.

“Darling, Y/N, I'm sorry, but, you just have to get better than that..?” Her tone rose unsurely, you could tell she wasn't atoned with the happening, well, it wasn't supposed to be squealed about. You couldn't admit it to her but, it was indeed a boring interaction.

As much as you were extremely down bad for the man, you couldn't act upon it. Why would you? He’s so out of your reach. He wouldn't even look at you in the eyes, never even greeted you when you were at home, and not even bothered to have your parents introduce him to you.

So why would you try and befriend him if the hints are obviously at plain sight that your parents don't want him for you.

Gahh?! What is wrong with me?! you argue along with your conscience. This case seriously needs to be studied for the reason that this regression did not go unnoticed by you. You had a chance to talk to him before but now it just seems too far of a run to be able to reach.

As you and Nayeon remain seated, patiently waiting for your order while she voices out her stress about the upcoming midterm exams, a certain voice echoes throughout the area.

A name kept being called.

Twice, thrice, you don't even know how to word it out the fourth time and so on.

It was embarrassing how this man, Seokmin, was honking a name no one responds to in such a quiet auranescent place. Almost everyone in the Café gave their shares of baffled looks at Seokmin’s way, you gave your shares of it also, until Seokmin’s gaze points at you.

The drink on his hands reached out to your direction, mouthing the words to what seems to be “you.”

Nayeon catches onto this quickly and nudges you out of your seat, so you could reach the drinks on what you assumed to be yours and Nayeon’s, which in fact right now, you were still unsure of.

You make your way awkwardly towards the man, your eyes circling around the Café, releasing a breath of relief at the realization that the customers had gone back to their personal businesses, although the embarrassing flush still creeps into you as you step closer and closer to the counter.

“You, yes you.” Seokmin lets out with a sigh of relief you swore you just did a few seconds back.

“Here's your order, I’ve been calling out for you for 4 years.” He jokes, a bit weak but it was tolerable. He’s handing the two lattes you ordered, still dumbfounded at the fact this was your order.

But he said your name wrong

extremely wrong. unpleasantly wrong. absolutely wrong.

It wasn't even close to your name at all— it's just wrong.

You never felt so embarrassingly offended in your life.

The way he says that too casually, audaciously loud, couldn't even set you off to the right track. You still think he's getting the wrong person to give this order to.

But it was the correct order, the one you recited to him.

He knew you, that's for sure, but how— wha?—

“Oh, thanks.” You say dryly, grabbing your order and walking away with a forced smile. Not even bothering to correct him, just because.

You examine the drink, still unsure if this was actually what you ordered (Which it really is), then turning it to the other side of the cup to read your name,

perfectly spelled.

Which bombards your thoughts with even more questions.

How was he able to fuck your name up so badly?

On purpose? Obviously. Why? You simply don't know.

You went back to the gracious face from Nayeon holding her laugh.

“Well, that's what I call an interaction.” She welled, leaning back onto her seat with a squeaky laugh.

You were quite embarrassed by the whole situation, yet a gush of butterflies lingered in your stomach shooting to the realization that Seokmin had joked with you.

It was unusual, but you’d be content with it at best.

Nayeon repeats the name Seokmin kept calling out a few minutes back, which somehow became unbearable coming from her.

You slide her drink with a clear frown, aggressively sitting on your seat without laying a single look at your friend.

“Oh come on, Y/N, you know I'm just kidding..— woah.” Her eyes widened as her eyes lays at the name spelt on her drink. You could tell the element of surprise creeping up into her whole being as she tries to piece things together.

“Y/N, your name is spelled correctly here?”

You roll your eyes, “Wow, I didn't even notice.” You reply with evidently toned grouchiness.

She gives you the same wide eyes yet the edges of her lips begin to perk up.

You know where she's getting at.

“Y/N! Do you know what this means?!”

You lock your gaze at her, waiting to continue her words.

“He yelled and butchered your name on purpose!” She says ecstatically.

Yeah, you have already established that.

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[dollyluvss]

[[ “ where are you..? “ ]]

♱ a lovely friendship. started out playing at the park as children, your best friend leaves you while he pursues his soccer career. but when he returns..? { mean!kunigami rensuke x afab!reader! }

warnings. . .

angst angst and more angst, hate fucking, mouthy/bratty reader (sorta self indulgent-) choking, mentions of self harm - substance abuse/pure pressure - and bullying - reader over thinks.

biting, pussy slapping, just filth.. throat fucking, dom/sub dynamics, slut shaming, LOADSSSS OF DIRTY TALK, creampie(s), throat fingering(? idk why to call it..), hair pulling, headlocks,impact play/spanking/slapping, kunigami and reader have potty mouths :p, superrrrr mean!kunigami :<, slight dub-con at the begining of the smut scene, size kink if you can see, arguing, manhandling..brr.. you have been warned!

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it had been almost a year since you last saw your best friend. he was always with you before he left, you, his family, and soccer is all he cares about really. you two were close, very close. always joking around, teasing each other and backing each other up when it comes to anyone who disagrees. you always were sassy as a kid, that sass turned into a full blown attitude as you reached your teen years, cussing out anyone who pissed you off or even looked at you sideways. kunigami, being fairly level headed, was always there to, quite literally, hold you back from pouncing on the next sorry person to face your anger.

you and kunigami bickered from time to time, becoming full on arguments as you grew older. they never lasted long really, you barking at him into backing down. he never liked to argue with you, neither did you, but sometimes you two pushed one another’s buttons a bit to much.

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“oh shut up, ren!” i groan, growing more irritated as seconds passed. a stupid, very petty, argument over how loud his music was, it woke you up. and not in a good mood at that.

“im allowed to play music, ___.its my house, i can do what i like!” he argued back, voice raised but not as much as yours.

“shut it the fuck off! use headphones you dickhead!” i growled, lip turned up in a nasty scowl. rensuke sighs, rubbing a hand down his face. stress marks on his forehead. “alright fine, m’sorry kid..” he mummbles, ruffling you head and bringing you to his chest in a soft hug, a genuine apology.

“whatever..” i grumble into his chest, hugging his waist. “just had a long week, wanted to have a good nap ya’know?” i mumble in his chest. he laughs, patting my head.

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god you miss him, miss the bickering, cuddles during movie nights, sneaking out of his parents house to the beach to have fun in the water.

sigh..come back soon ren.. i think to myself, chin resting in my hands as i stare tiredly at my laptop.

buzz buzz!

i glance at my phone, i gasp, jumping back in my chair as i grab my phone, bag and put on my shoes. rushing out the door to my car as i make my way out to kunigami’s house.

ren’s momma:3 : rensuke came home a few days ago! he’s home watching the house while im on vacation, go stop by and say hi sweetie!

i smile at he text, she was such a lovely woman. always helping you when your own mother couldnt.

i speed over to his house, pulling into the driveway as i race out of my car and run up to the door. i unlock it with my spare key, removing my shoes as i head downstairs to the basement. i walk down the stairs, a familiar living room, small work out coroner to the left, a kitchen, bathroom and washroom, his room in the far back of the basement. i take quiet careful steps towards his room, i push past the curtain to his room, his sent filling my nose as i lock my eyes on him.

“..hi- ren..” i say, i cant believe hes back, its been so, so long. i walk over to his side as he looks up at me.

budump. badump.

my heart beat rings in my ears as he looks up at me. his eyes are, cold. his stare is harsh, shooting daggers at you even.

what the fuck happened? did he join the military and quit soccer? i think to myself.

“so much for a warnin’..” he grumbles, voice almost hoars. a far cry from his calm, sweet voice that almost dripped with honey when he spoke soft enough.

“i-i..” i stutter, shocked at his change in demeanor and appearance. my mouth agape, mind flooded with questions.

“you just gonna stand there..” he says, more of a annoyed response than a question. he stands up, towering over you. fuck..was he always this big? i shake away the thought, looking up at him as i place my bag down next to him doorframe. i whisper “how are you..?” im feeling, uneasy..his whole vibe is just— off.

“fine.” he grumbles, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. he looks almost unsure, like your a complete stranger.

“u-um..can i have a hug?” i stutter, the tension in the air is almost suffocating me. he glances down at me and my heart drops.

disgust, like a dirty dog jumping all over him.

“ive got better things to do, no.” he says stern and cold lacing his voice, hes looking at me like a pest.

“oh- uh. okay? damn..” i grumble back, a pout forming on my lips at his harsh rejection. “what crawled up your ass?” i reply, pout turning into a almost scowl now as i eye him up and down when he walks past me. stopping after those words leave my lips.

“buzz off, ____. im busy, cant bother with your bitchy attitude today..” he almost growls, like you mean nothing to him.

“excuse me?” it comes out before i realize it, mh words laced with venom. my scowl now a nasty snarl as i turn to face him.

he turns his head to look at me, glaring at me like i just said something extremely disrespectful.

“whats your fuckin’ problem?” i growl, stepping closer to him, getting in his space much to his disliking.

“watch yer mouth.” he says sternly, turning to face me, he looks down at me with hate in his eyes. i cant stop the shiver it sent up my spine. i swallow the lump forming in my throat and glare back.

“or what? whats your fuckin’ issue? i dont see or hear from you in a year and you come back all tight and shit? fuck happened to “hi ___! i missed you how are you?” huh?” i throw my hands up, voice getting louder as the seconds past. my emotions taking full control at the sight of whats now left of my best friend.

“so damn mouthy..cant say anythin’ to you without you gettin’ bitchy can you?” he barks back, voice still low and deep but the bass almost shakes me off my feet.

“oh! look who finally grew some fuckin’ balls! guess they kicked your ass around in there huh?” i say, a sly, almost devilish, grin appearing on my face. basically poking a angry bear with a stick.

he growls, “watch yourself..im not fuckin’ around ____..” vemon starts lacing his words just as much, if not more, than you.

“i just want to see my best friend, is that so bad? you couldnt have even TRIED to call me? you call your mother and sisters but not me? i though i was special to you?” i scoff, i understand he worked hard at blue lock. i mean, its quite literally all over his face— but he couldnt even relay a message back to me? not once for the 11 months he was there? my eyes feel sore as they gloss over. fuck..no relax, keep it together ____ . i think to myself.

“well? what happened to all those promises? that youd call me if it ended up being something long term, if you could get your hands on a phone?” i day, voice cracking slowly as my resolve to ‘keep it together’ .

“i dont have time to listen to your bitchin’..so fuckin noisy..didnt wanna hear you bitch ‘n moan over the phone or in person.” he spat back. that does it. the frog jumping from my throat as i double over myself in a sob. unable to stop once i start, i rub my eyes as i start breathing harder, hiccuping every so often.

had he always felt like this? did all i really do is ‘bitch ‘n moan’ to him? what about my other friends? my family, teachers? his mom, or sisters? you always did have quite the talent for annoying people ever since you were small. being left out or subtly teased in ‘friend’ groups, being dared to leave at sleep overs and partys. you tried cigs, weed and alcohol to try and seem cool to your peers. trying to push the thoughts of self harming in any way you could think of as you down two more shots, head feeling like cotton as your ‘friends’ all pack into their car and drive off. leaving you absolutely stranded and alone a hour from home.

you dont know when you feel to the ground but your on your knees, right hand on the carpet of his floor while your left grips your shirt on your chest as you breath faster and faster. mind racing fast at how to calm down, trying to focus on anything but the loud negative thoughts clouding your head. ears ringing loud starts dying back, your eyes are focused back in, breathing jagged but stable as you start counting up. soon you let out a shakey breath before looking up at kunigami. your eyes widen in shock when you see him looking down at you with such hatred.

“your so pathetic. get the fuck up.” he barks, not a single ounce of remorse for his so called ‘best friend.’

i get up, knees shakey as i stumble. i look up at him and glare. “your bein’ a fuckin’ cunt right now kunigami.” his family name spilling from my lips like hot lava.

his face scrunches slightly at the sound of his family name coming from you mouth, something you never called him. “watch yer mouth, brat.” he growls.

“bite me, ren!” i snap back, my minds blank of how we ended up back to arguing but i continue to curse at him, ‘bitch’ and ‘pussy’ leave my mouth multiple times as i grill into him, walking closer to him, my hands shoving him backwards towards the wall….is what you swore just happened. your back and head are pounding as you feel the wall behind you and big strong hands holding yours next to your head in a painful grip, sharp, mean eyes staring at you like prey..

“shut up.” he spits, literally. he spit in your face. you flitch back at this, yelling as i trash in his grip. “let me go..! ren let me go!” i bark , trying to wiggle out of his grip.

“shut..up!” he yells back, pulling me forward before slamming me back against the wall. i yelp and stare at him wide eyed. a pathetic whimper leaving my throat as he moves closer to my face.

“watch that smart mouth of yours..or i teach you how to shut the fuck up..” he growls against my ear, body now flush against my chest. i can feel his heart beat..

“g-get the— fuck off me..!” i groan, once again squirming as his grip on my wrist tighten. he presses his body harder against mine, preventing me from moving as i squeak in surprise.

“do it again, watch what i fuckin’ do to you..” he whispers, for some reason its scarier than when his voice is raised. ‘he wont do shit..’ i think.

wrong. ooh sooo wrong you were.

his hands maneuver my hands above my hands, his left hand holding them firm against the wall. his right hand you ask? shoving his two longest fingers down your throat, harshly.

i gag hard on his thick fingers, trashing around as much as i could as he starts fucking my throat with his fingers, not pulling the out more than two inches before plunging the back down my throat. i gag and choke on his fingers as i try to pull my head away. i feel my eyes start to flutter into rhe back of my head at the lack of oxygen.

“fuckin’ slut..always bitchin’ ‘bout somethin’ dumb…fuckin’— take it..” he groan in my ear, it sends a shiver down my spine as my heads pushed back more as he pushes his digests deeper.. my body starts slowly sliding down the wall, he lets go of my wrist as he pulls me fully to my knees. my hands fly to his wrist and grip it weakly, trying to pull his hand out of my throat. tears begin to fall from my eyes as he tug my head back by my hair. a loud moan coming my sore throat.

“ gag, r- gag, en— gag” i sputter out, his fingers moving faster. my eyes fully rolling back now as i feel myself going limp.

“shut it, fuckin’ whore..you wanna talk back? this is what happens when you dont fuckin’ listen..” he growled into my ear. soon he removes his fingers, i lean against his thick thigh as i gasp and cough for air. his hand lands on my head, he grips my hair and pulls my neck back to look up at him. my eyes wide at the sight of his cock, gulp, hes huge..to big— way to fuckin’ big..

“open yer mouth..” he demands, i gasp as hip tip hits my lips. he takes this as a invitation to slam himself down my throat. i gag, hard, on his cock. his hand in my hair using it as a handle to pull my head up and down his length. using my mouth to his desires.

“shit— thats right..t-take this dick..fuuuck..” he groans lowly, rolling his head back as his tip hits the back of my throat. hips bucking up in my mouth.

a lewd, gul gul gul, comes from my throat as i open my mouth to gag and cough on his cock. my hands gripping his thighs harshly. nails leaving marks in there wake as i claw his legs. i fall on my ass as he pushing my back flush against the wall as he snaps his hips in my mouth over and over. calloused hands slammed against the wall and he uses my mouth like some fleshlight.

“fuckfuckfuck— take it- take this dick- f-fuck, g-gonna cum down that f-fuckin’ nasty throat baby..” he looks down, hips snapping at a slower speed but deeper this time small ‘take it.’ ‘s leave his mouth as he reaches his high. pressing my head against his pelvis with his right hands while he leans his forehead on his left forearm. groaning- no— growling as he cums down my throat. i cough and gag as he fills my mouth, he pulls away harshly as i gasp and take big gulps as i swallow his cum. my face is covered in spit ‘n cum.

“w-what..cough, gulp, is wrong- with you..?!” i shout hoarsly, throat sore from his assault with his cock.

he dosent reply, grabing my neck as he grips it harshly. walking me backwards and turning me around before pushing me on the bed. he pulls down my shorts and underwear quickly, he spits on my cunt. rubbing two fingers up from my clit to my entrance, pushing past my walls as he starts fingering me and hard.

i put my right hand out behind me, left gripping the blankets on his bed and i try to push his hand away. but, my attemps are in vain as he pins my hands behind my back as keeps fingering me, pushing a third finger in as he speeds up. he leans his chest against me from behind, his mouth biting down on my nape. leaving a harsh teeth back as he starts biting my neck.

“fuckin’ mouthy bitch..take my fuckin’ fingers slut..fuuck..pussy fuckin’ loves it huh..” he growls against my neck. my face falling against his bed as i moan loudly. hips grinding up to match his pace as a knot forms in my stomach.

“dont you dare fuckin’ cum..beg me for it..” he groans against my ear, licking and kissing down and up my neck. im a babbling mess but i manage to say one thing.

“f-fuuuck— you..!” i squeal as i feel myself on the brink of cumming. he pulls his hand from my cunt and pulls my leg up by my knee. resting it on his bed before he starts slapping my cunt and ass over and over.

“you never learn huh? fuckin’ spoiled brat.” he growls, slapping my wet cunt one last time as hard as he could. drawing a loud moan from my throat as my body loses the tenseness it had from his spanking. he pulls away, pulling my hips flush against his cock, he pulls my hips up and down along his length a few times before slipping into my pussy with a slow, deep thrust. his left hand pulling my head back by the hair, again…sigh… “fuckin’ loud mouth bitch..ill make you fuckin’ learn to hold that ditry tongue of yours next time..” he moans, hips slamming against mine as he using my hair as a handle to push himself deeper..

“r-reennnn-suukeee!” i gasp in a high pitches moan, taking my bottom lip between my teeth as i try to hold myself up with his harsh thrust pushing me forward over and over. fuck hes strong.. i think to myself, eyes crossing as he hits my g-spot dead on. i let out a loud, high pitches moan as he hits it repeatedly.

kunigami lets out a nasally laugh before he speaks. “that yer spot slut? s-shit..tightened around me- gotta be it hm?” he leans forward, harsh grip on your hair moving to you shoulder before wrapping his muscular arm around your neck. a headlock.

he hold his wrist with his left hand to hold your neck firmly. “f-fuuuck..thats it you dirty whore..cum on my cock- t-there ya go..shit..” he growls against my ear, pulling me into a messy and rough kiss as he hips pump his cock deeper into me.

i moan in his mouth as he tightens the headlock, i pull back as he hits my spot one last time before i cum hard on his cock. but of course, his pace quickens. chasing his own high.

he lets go of my neck, letting my chest and head fall against his bed and he pulls my hips higher. practically slamming my hips against his. its to much for your poor cunt.

“g-gonna cum..fuck— such a good pussy, fuuck..!” he growls once more before pulling me flush against him as he cums deep inside me. he leans against my back as he pumps his hips slowly as he drags out his orgasam.

“..not done with you yet..still havent learned your lesson properly have you?” he snarls in my ear.

its gonna be a long night..

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end!

hello hi yes its been a while (almost a year—) i hope you enjoyed!! i sure as hell did!! please feel free to reblog as it is greatly appreciated! :3

- dolly..

*do not copy, translate or steal my work.*

[generalluxun]

Hey. Asking about how Chloe was abused. My knowldge of abuse is fairly limited to general pop knowledge so I'm curious as to what abuse was done to her.

Okay caveats first:

I am not a medical professional, I am simply someone with a vested interest in the topic who has done more research than the average person.

There are many definitions of abuse. Legal definitions are rarely useful, as they are limited to concrete, provable, gross violations. Just as you can inflict a lot of pain on someone without leaving the marks to prove assault, you can do a lot of damage to a child without it being legally 'provable'. Medical definitions are much more helpful for discussions.

Lastly some level of extrapolation is required as it is a show. We take what we are shown. For example:We actually only have Felix's word that he was ever abused, and his first character traits sre being deceitful and manipulative. We still take his word though, because it's a show. (And also we should give weight to victim accounts!)

So both parents are guilty in different ways. We will start with Audrey, the simpler one. There's clear verbal and emotional abuse demonstrated on screen. Mis-naming your child is a form of abuse:please ask the trans community about the impact of deadnaming even in full grown adults.

Beyond that she is constantly dismissive and belittling of her child- to the exclusion of all else. Style Queen/Queen Wasp is rife with examples. There is also the clear behavior shift in Chloé. The wheeling, approval seeking, hunched posture expecting rejection. This is a *pattern* not a one off. Audrey may live in NY, but no fashion movil would be away from Paris for 13yrs straight. We are simply seeing the most recent interaction. This culminates im a child having to ask 'Why don't you love me mother?' and the response is telling

Audrey barely chokes out the strange word when trying to contradict the question. It takes Marinette literally making them both mad at her to get a bare minimum of interaction on Audrey's part. It doesn't last though. Audrey falls back into her negation behaviors and is now present to inflict them more regularly on Chloé, while also being a constant target for/model of behavior for Chloé. (Seriously it was such a misstep to write Marinette reuniting a victim with an abuser) We know the show itself considers Audrey'ss care as a bad thing because the original script had André divorcing her and takin Zoé because Zoé 'doesn't deserve you' so Chloé being in an abusive parenting situation in Representation is supposed to be 'punishment'(ewww)

André is not off the hook either. People look at him 'spoiling' her and leave it at that. Well, 'spoiling' can in fact be abusive too. Let's look at what we see:

André has been her primary caregiver for 14 years now, so he has had the most responsibility in molding what we see for good or bad(mostly bad). She does learn from him too. Darkblade she proudly announces she learned everything about winning elections from watching her father. He's also excessively arrogant (I'm the symbol of Paris!) and quite willing to abuse his power for his own ends(having Roger round up protestors etc) which explains where Chloé learned where power is to be abused.

André is also extremely neglectful as a parent, extreeeeemely. Let's hit a bunch of points in the order they come to me.

Chloé lives *alone* in a hotel suite. There's no shared space, no family area. It's not even really her room. It's commercial, sterile. Where sre her hobbies? Posters? Even her *colors*? She is so used to being ignored at home that the girl who is loud as heck everywhere else doesn't make a single mark on her living space.

A hotel employee seems to think he needs to step in to raise Chloé. Let that sink in. An employee can see how bad it is and tried to make some kind of change, (he's working against a lifetime of ingrained behavior and is not very good at it himself). He doesn't even think to you know... Get Andre in to do this.

André was unaware or didn't care his daughter hasn't done schoolwork since Sabrina *learned to write*(5/6 yrs old) that is a shocking level of disinterest in your child. 6yr olds aren't criminal masterminds.

Andre supplants actual attention and affection with *stuff* he gives material possessions in *place* of parenting. This is somewhat similar to spoiling but not the same. André's method denies the child something vital. You see- things aren't a substitute for affection/attention, developmentally. And so while they may delight they never satisfy the need. They never validate the emotional attachment. So after the shine wears off, the hole is still there. So, like someone with an addiction, the child needs more, and more, and more. Since the needs are never met, it is never enough. And this is what the child views as *normal* this is simply *how it is*. They rarely know they are being given inadequate care because it's just life to them. Seeing something different in a one off doesn't make a dent vs a whole life.

This sort of thing makes a potent cocktail when mixed with the abandonment issues from her mother too. See- if her mother left, and daddy doesn't pay attention, anyone can leave. This leads to a cycle of pushing/demanding/hurting. The child expects to be left and let down, so they both try to reassure themselves it won't happen, and *make* it happen on their own terms (because they believe deep down it will) so more outrageous demands, because when those demands are met, it shows that you are still 'loved' and when they are not met, then there you go, you are not loved and they will leave you. It's a self-destructive spiral.

You see it play out with her interactions with her classmates and Sabrina specifically. How does she express affection? Gifts. What does she do? Push. Push and push and find the breaking point because if she can make Sabrina actually leave then it shows that she herself is worthless and her mother was right to leave her and her father is right to ignore her. Pretty messed up right? Yeah. Child abuse does horrible things to kids.

We're not done with André yet. Some people might say 'he expresses love for Chloé!' and to that I say- performatively.

André likes the idea of being a father. It's what respectable people do. It looks good on camera. It's someone to love him unconditionally. It's an ally against his wife.(broken home dynamics are horrible too) André just doesn't like having to parent for more than a snapshot.

We can see his interactions with Zoé highlight this too. He's delighted she's here!(a potential person on his side vs his wife and daughter) what's his first parenting advice? 'lock your dreams away and get on with life' A+ André.

What's he do in Queen Banana? He uses his power to let Chloé manipulate the movie *kicking Zoé out of it* This is the guy who is supposed to be supporting her? He only draws the line when it comes to sending Zoé away... Why? He doesn't want to lose an 'ally'. It's power dynamics. Not parenting. Where was he when Zoé was stuck in boarding school? He was going to keep Zoé in the divorce so clearly Mr Lee isn't in the picture, Audrey probably forgot Zoé existed, why didn't André bring Zoé to France and let the sisters grow up together? Oh, right, that might be work.

André likes Zoé because she comes pre-raised(boarding school was probably better than either parent) he doesn't have to put in work and he gets a free good kid to make him look like a father. She's his 'do over' as he throws the one he raised in the trash.

André shows his true colors when he's lamenting to Gabe about his corruption and abuse and blames ot on his 'heartless daughter' you know... The child he raised. The grown man is actually shoving his own corruption and misdeeds onto his child. You really don't need much more than that.

So, via neglect, verbal abuse, and emotional abuse the Bourgeois parents raised an incredibly messed up child. Chloé is not a 'good victim' like Adrien, she doesn't sulk quietly under abuse. She lashes out. She is hurt and angry and she passes the pain on. This is why they call it the cycle of abuse.

The end of Revolution illustrates this perfectly. Audrey throws verbal abuse at her on the plane. Angry that Chloé embarrassed her(not that she did wrong, Audrey loved the power grab) and calls her a loser by implication. You *see* it hit, the physical cringe. Then Chloé immedietely goes to try and pass on the pain. She is hurt and making someone else hurt is the only way to lessen it. She calls Marinette. Marinette breaks the cycle though, and good for her. But the show seems to have forgotten there's still one hurt child in this scene, and it doesn't seem to care.

I'm going to stop here for now. I probably left a bunch out, but I do have other things I need to do. Feel free to ask more questions. Thanks for taking the time to seek answers.

[cemetery-baccanal]

The Phantomhive Servants (minus Tanaka)

Finny, the gardener of the Phantomhive estate, is inspired by haflinger horses. He has a short, stocky build that probably won't ever change.

As of right now (there's no set timeline for this au but I was definitely going off of their early designs and personalities for these designs) he is a blank flank! He grew up as a test subject, not an individual, so the circumstances that usually precipitate a cutiemark did not, understandably, have a chance to.

Luckily it is not unheard of for a pony of his age to be without a cutiemark, just uncommon, so any curious glances from those of polite society who bother to look are easily waved away by the head butler without suspicions of his origin.

Baldroy is, obviously, inspired by American Paint Horses. He has curly hair because I said so and also do you know how hard it is to do his straight hair "im growing out my buzzcut" looking haircut on a horse and have it not be ugly. it overcame me. not the other way around.

Anyways! His cutiemark is perfect for a chef, and guests to the Phantomhive manor are always assured by it that their dinner will be one crafted at the hooves of a life dedicated chef. Unfortunately for them (Or not, the head butler would never allow something subpar to grace their lord's table.) His cutiemark appeared when him and his soon to be wife finalized the plans for the house that they would surely spend the rest of their idle, love filled days in.

Mey-rin, the only pegasus among the Phantomhive servants, is a flighty, clumsy creature who is only saved from falling down the stairs by the fact that she can fly. There was no specific breeds used for inspiration on her, but I was thinking heavily of strawberry roans (my beloved) while thinking of her color; just greyed the color out a bit more to fit her og color scheme. She is my favorite design out of all of the staff.

Her cutiemark isn't really one you'd expect to see on a maid from a respectable family who can afford to hire ponies who have dedicated their lives to their work. If seen, it could raise some unwelcome questions from polite society. Thankfully her maid uniform does a good enough job of concealing it that there has yet to be an issue.

I plan to showcase her maid uniform, as well as Baldroy's chef uniform at a later date but I wanted to finalize their base designs first. My current plan with outfits is that they are not REQUIRED to be seen as "decent" (Not naked) But the farther up you get on the social ladder the more common they are. For example, a commoner would wear an outfit on their wedding day, and would probably wear them to other formal occasions if within their budget, but other than that outfits aren’t worn on the daily or with any regularity. An aristocrat, or those directly in front of aristocrats (maids, chefs at a dinner party, etc) are much more likely to be dressed most of / all of the time. Its very much a status symbol to have full wardrobes and all of your servants decked out, especially in this magic starved world where fabric/clothes production is so much more expensive.

[intrusive-thot]

Meet my Immortal Desires MC!!!!!

oopsies im hyperfixating on this choices book

"You guys couldn't make me something cool-like a siren or whatever? Vampires are so mainstream,"

-Isa Valentino, upon realizing she's a vampire

Name: Isa Valentino

Height: 5'5 ishhhh

Birthday: She's 100% a Capricorn (just like her creator), leaning towards like January 10th or sum.

Sexuality: Bisexual

Personality: Looks like a cinnamon roll, could kill you.

Love interest(s): Gabriel Adalhard, Cassius Harlow (endgame)

Friends: Libby, SETH, Nicole, Harrison, Gabe, Cas

Family: Terri Valentino (mother dearest)

Gregory Meadows (flop father)

Edna Meadows (evil stepmother)

Before Crimson Beech:

Was born and raised in Boston, Massachusetts before moving to Crimson Beech.

Her mother was going through medical school, her father was a trucker so he would be away for days at a time.

When Isa was ten, her mother caught her father having an affair, which lead to a messy divorce and her father remarrying her stepmother.

During the divorce, Isa went to stay with her dad and stepmom during the weekends. They weren't awful people, but she hated them for breaking her family up. While it's childish, I don' think she ever forgives her father, even as she grows older- eventually he gave up trying to be nice and her mom won full custody.

So after all that, Terri was away a lot, having to go through her medical school stuff as well as get jobs to support them, which left Isa to her own devices most of the time. Terri was devastated by the divorce, and used her daughter as a shoulder to cry on when she was home, which is why the MC is kind of parentified by her throughout the series.

Isa was also heartbroken, her own grades slipping. She was top of her class before and now she just.....didn't care, she barely passed any of her classes anymore, and she began drifting away from her friends due to all her responsibilities at home.

They had to move to a whole other part of the city shortly after this, as Terri had finally graduated and gotten a job as a medical examiner. This meant a whole new thing to get used to for her kid.

Her mom was busy a lot, and as she got older, she began to cook, clean, do laundry, and so on and so forth, two of her hobbies include reading books (to escape reality) and crocheting.

When high school came around, her mom allowed her to do online schooling in an attempt to get her grades up for college. It worked, but she was isolated from others her age. However, her mom and her grew stronger because of it, as Isa was now home a lot more often so they had time to talk.

And then her mom got fired from her job at the end of her junior year of high school.

She picked up a job babysitting the kids in her apartment building to help pay bills while her mom looked for a new job.

Which is where she found an opening in Crimson Beech, so they packed up and moved, Isa being happy she got to go to a normal school for her senior year of HS.

Relationship HCs:

Truly never had a crush on Gabe, she just understood he would be good for her. He was everything she had ever wanted, able to give her safety and security. But she could never make herself like him in that way, although she cares about him as a friend.

Lowkey though she was annoyed he kept randomly showing up when she was with Cas, even if he thought she was making a bad decision, he had really never heard of personal space.

I imagine her relationship with Cas to be more enemies to lovers. She found him annoying, and she wasn't really Cas' type, she's not edgy at all. But Cas knew that she would be a good gf for Gabe, and wanting to piss him off, he began flirting with her.

When she found out he was a vampire she was actually terrified of him and everyone else who was one, how could she not be like ID MC be so fr.

Her opinions of him started changing when he saved her from Gabe going ballistic in the gym. Naturally she was shocked and wanted to distance herself from Gabe that night, so she picked Cas to walk her home. They wreaked havoc in that little ice cream shop, and that's when it all started. That's when the two start seeing each other in another light.

Despite the fact that I cannot control myself and have to flirt with Cas everytime the option comes up, it's a lot more slowburn than them kissing on the porch after that dabacle.

No matter how many times that everyone warns her to stay away from him, I honestly think they're a better match than Gabe and Isa. Cas shows her how to shirk her responsibilities, he shows her the excitement of being a teenager, things she missed due to her upbringing. On the flip side, she shows him gentleness, and that it's ok to be vulnerable. Their relationship is equal parts exciting and like calming?? idk the word, but period.

Friendship Headcanons:

Gabe and her watch Blades of Light and Shadow together, her favorite character is Aerin.

Besides Gabe, Libby used to be her best friend. It was nice to have a breath of air away from the two boys she usually hung out with, and Libby seemed to put in effort to get to know her.

However, Libby flopped. She didn't understand that perhaps the reason why her best friend was so distant was because she was in a traumatic fire, and while Isa never cuts her out fully, she sees her as selfish in a way, and so, they never really become best friends again.

So her human friends alienated her because they're lovely people, she moves her lunch table to sit with Cas and the Venandis. She hates those guys, but hey, Cas and Seth are ten times the people Margo, Scott, and Val will ever be, so whateves.

Seth becomes her new best friend right then and there, because he's just the sweetest little guy ever.

Everyday for lunch, she brings a grilled cheese, tomato soup, and chips to school. She shares half her sandwich with Seth, because he doesn't deserve to eat nasty school food, and she lets Cas eat her chips because he's ok too.

After Seth dies, she can't bring herself to eat the second half of her sandwich, so she throws it out. It's a waste of food, but Cas doesn't want it, and she hates the other Venandis, they're not worthy of Seth's sandwich.

Despite her being a Venandi, she hangs out with the Clement gang if she's not chiling with Cas. Being a girl's girl, she hates Margo because Margo literally is the least girl's girl ever. Isa's convinced she has never supported a woman in her immortal life ever.

Vampire Headcanons:

She was devastated as soon as she found out she was a vampire, she can't leave Crimson Beech and can't have a future outside of the town, and her future was looking real long. All her hopes and dreams were crushed in an instant.

Was livid at Gabe and Cas for turning her, her anger only rising when the covens went after her again after she saved them. She didn't take it out on them just yet though, she feels bad for harboring this resentment towards them, and tries to act as normal as possible around them.

Probably pukes after drinking blood for the first time, just the thought of it disgusted her so badly.

Despite being a Venandi, she oftentimes doesn't hunt humans with them, and instead drinks blood bags she receives from the Clements.

But she feels bad for depleting the blood supply of the hospital in such a small town, so she goes out and hunts sometimes, even then she only hunts men. Idk if Jennifer's body is in choices canon but she would 100% be obsessed if it was.

After she gets like exiled for the first time with Cas and Gabe, she loses her mind in that cave. All the feelings of being turned bubble to the surface and she starts screaming at them, as she should.

It takes her a while to get used to being a vampire, she doesn't hate herself like Gabe for being one, but yet, she doesn't fully embrace the fact that she is one, it's complicated, there's good and bad to both, as there's good and bad in being a human.

Truly does not care when she gets in trouble with the covens, she's just annoyed at this point.

Bro isn't phased by her powers because that's truly not the weirdest thing that's ever happened to her, and she figures if she got turned without consent, she might as well be the main character vampire, the y/n of vampires if you will.

General Headcanons:

Seems like the mom friend, but that's Gabe. While she is nurturing and loves taking care of people, she also is just a silly little guy.

Speaking of, she gets voted as class clown in the senior superlative thingy.

Had a MASSIVE fat crush on Raleigh Carrera. HUGE. Which explains why she likes cas lmaooooo.

Maybe her top music artist would be Avery though, or Mitski cus she's canon in choices.

Along with Blades of Light and Shadow, she loves the Crown and the Flame, her bi awakening was Queen Kenna.

Crochets everyone Christmas sweaters with their initials on them and forces them all to pose for photos.

Her favorite season is winter.

If she wasn't a vampire, she'd want to be a siren because those serve so hard.

Loves the ocean, it's truly the only thing she likes about summer.

Whenever warm weather comes around she's always at a loss for clothes because she is a sweater/cardigan girlie, so she steals some of Cas' tee shirts, which he doesn't mind.

Most people assume she's a stereotypical not like other girls person, but that could be farther from the truth. She's on the lookout for another girl to add to their group, because she desperately needs one- probably Nicole.

Since becoming a vampire, her only ambition is to be left alone.

Is a massive pushover, which is why she followed Cas into the woods and did all that before she even liked him, felt bad saying no. Which explains why ID 2 is set up like a love triangle when she chose Cas, Gabe was in love with her, and she felt awful for breaking his heart.

She keeps helping the covens too because of this, and also cus their Cas and Gabe's family, but mostly because she has a desire to prove herself.

Wow, so I wrote a lot.

I'm going to include a pic crew of my character, since I cannot draw, however questions about her and fanart are welcomed and encouraged!!

[passionfruitmango]

Hey guys Im struggling so I'm gonna collect my thoughts and feelings with this read more! Feel free to read or scroll, whatever works best for you 💖

HOO okay that shit with my mom yesterday? Infuckingsane. Imagine leaving your kid in the legal guardianship of the kids best friends mom, never checking back in to see how your kid is doing, only passively via a TEXT to said kid. Mind you they left me 1500 miles away while they took their new baby to raise with HIS family. Oh mind you the whole reason they had to leave was because they were a year behind in rent and didn't make any effort to put money towards that, only to buy physical things for themselves. Before they left they went out of their way to make sure they had a Christmas FULL of gifts but NOTHING FOR ME!!! I had to buy my own food with child support money, I had to figure out how to pay activity fees (what they make you pay to join a sport or activity in American high school) without a job, and when I BEGGED to be put in drivers ed? I was told no. Because they "couldn't afford it."

So for my mother to have the AUDACITY to send me a picture of some strangers dashboard with fucking pokemon plushies in it, then say "I can see you and your sister doing this with your cars"???? I tried to be fucking civil and say "maybe!" And SHE JUST HAD TO FUCKING ASK WHY NOT. oh mind you immediately after that she sends me another unrelated sign about shoplifting that she saw recently. (Which was probably a jab at me, based on a memory I have where I wanted something at walmart, her partner said no, so she told me to "just take it" because her partner "accidentally" stole something from Walmart the week prior. Of course I got caught by a secret shopper. I left evidence. I was a child. I told the shopper my mom told me to and she lied. Not even for me. She lied and said she didn't tell me to steal it.)

The fact that I can literally take 3 hours to remove my own emotional charge, before replying to her saying "Driving is a touchy subject for me. Between 3 adults whose responsibility was to take care of me, not one of them found it necessary to teach me how to drive."

And she just hits me with "that sucks" like she didn't leave me after "raising me" for 16 years.

She takes such pride in perpetuating her generational cycle (not really but thats how it feels) She didn't get taught to drive so why should she teach her daughter? My sister isn't old enough for drivers ed yet so idek if she'll bother with her.

Sometimes I wish my mom did hard drugs. At least then I'd have something to explain this behavior. But no. She's sober. Always has been. She's just like this. Like I get that trauma explains her behavior. But holy fucking shit I wish she at least fucking liked me A LITTLE BIT. Idek why she bothers talking to me (eh probably because she used me as emotional support in youth and is grappling at strings when she's struggling)

What really has me fucked up today is this is just my surface level of issues. I haven't even touched on how I am yet again wearing my hair in a hat just for some semblance of peace and not hearing snide comments from small towners. How every time someone has done that weird midwest thing where they say "how's it going" after you say "hello" I've been telling them Im bad. Because why lie? You asked. I'm not good today. Haven't been for a minute.

My brain does this thing where she wants to go back to escapism when I feel like this, and I am once again wanting to do dxm/drugs. I want so badly to give in just for a night but I've also been doing so well at not touching it.

Im so angry. Im so sad. Im so tired.

Lol I had to pause from this to help a customer who hit me with the "sorry to bother you" like omfg bitch you asked me if im doing better today and I said no. Then you tried to force small talk by asking me if I use the rewards program of the store we're both at??? Like please i don't do personal questions in the workplace. And bitch it's not you that's a bother but if you say that shit to me again im gonna tell you "my mother fucking hates me, doesn't even like me. Nothing you have done. But there ya go

ohhHHHHHH OMG some guy tried to trauma dump on me about his job next door so I just ficking said "my mom hates me." He kept trying to talk about himself and I said "she left mebwhen I was 16 and still thinks she can talk to me" like bro idgaf about you or your employees FUCK OFF

[florsial]

.... Any more xenodora thoughts floating around.... For the people... (Also dw I have bartylus song explanations on the way)

(yayyyyy take ur timee)

I love them so much. They are freaky and weird respectively. Xeno explores what goes beyond the limits of biology while Pandora explores the intricacies within. I like to think they are very different but also very similar. Like Pandora is who Xeno would've been if he had company outside of indulging adults and Disney princess-esque relationships with animals around his home and Xeno is who Pandora would've been without Evan and the experiments she conducts. But deep down they are similar at their core as they both reflect life. Their romance encapsulates the vibes of Romantic Lover by Eyedress, this vhs camcorder quality type of romance, preserved as a memory.

Pandora is not beating the mother in a coming-of-age movie allegation. IM SORRY

Anyways, they created their own family with a textbook on biology and blunt in their hands (literally) <3

They meet at a party and hate each other for a bit. Which I just got reminded of a draft I have about their beginning:

I imagine Xenodora not getting along at first, in the beginning, they are both fighting over existing and nonexistent biology. Pandora is arguing intensely that the existence of a Blibbering Humdinger and Crumple-Horned Snorkack do not make sense and contradict magic. At the same time, Xeno is firmly against her words and goes on a long intricate rampage about how their existence in fact does make sense. Pandora is clutching her pearls in horror because she did not just spend her entire childhood studying the intricacies of the living and magic just for this pretty idiotic person to barge in and spout nonsense. She is so baffled that her mind is like "I must get closer to them to study their brain wave" or something like that, she is fully convinced that Xeno is mocking her (because how tf does one come to such a conclusion about insects?) but nope! They really are just like this due to years of their outlandish theories being fed by their mother and extended family members who found them funny. They stand with full confidence that they are right and eventually, Pandora starts to find it somewhat endearing because Xeno's rants are oddly nice to hear, and their voice is very smooth. Plus they're funny as hell, their thoughts are so outlandishly wrong that if she squints, she can see what they are talking about.

She realizes she likes them and has to sit there for a good minute with her lips firmly pressed together to gather herself. When Xeno realizes they like Pandora, they immediately start giving her interesting gifts (Ex: bones, jars of bugs, a roll of pretty lace they thought she would like, a pair of pretty scissors Xeno engraved her name on, doodles, preserved butterflies, worn novels, a dress here and there). They are very proud of themselves as Pandora examines each and every gift very closely with a smile.

However, this isn't to say that Pandora is this rule-abiding person! I certainly see her being a sort of whimsy type, but it's purposeful in the way that Xeno isn't. Pandora loves being this eccentric woman sending chills down people's spines with her words, but she'll always be watching. She'll always be aware, that's why she loves being eccentric. Reactions entertain her, and she loves being entertained! She loves being unpredictable to see the shock plastered over a stranger/passerby. Xeno is eccentric because it's who he is. He's blind to the world around him, perfectly content in his maze of overgrown weeds. Pandora allows a view outside of the maze from time to time, but when she dies, Xeno holds their daughter closer and ventures deeper.

I like to think that over time, he overcomes grief. But he will always be subconsciously seeking Pandora out in every situation, crowd, and time while also hiding from everyone with Luna close to his chest. He raises Luna away from everyone to preserve Pandora's memory.

I really like their canon relationship so I'd like to keep it. Esp when Xeno ceases all support of Harry in the books just to keep her alive.

[hidden-poet]

0/10 Edmund should have come back to life, rescued us from the capitol, killed snow and taken us back to district 12 🙄.

Jk jk that was so good 😭 it makes me so sad though because she was never going to have a good ending, even right from the start snow was never going to give up. And yet my heart still broke as I read this.

Just little things like how she lies on the grass even when they bring her a picnic blanket is just 😭😭 she just misses home so much IM CRYING NOW WHAT HAVE YOU DONE

this was so well written and I was so angry like I just wanted a happy ending for our girl 😭 Yk I’ve never read a snow fic where snow doesn’t win.

I’ll have to read again when I have the emotional capacity and I’m sure I’ll notice more. But when you get the supply closet scene and it’s just a reminder that he will NEVER change and her words have never and will never mean anything to him :(( and she just has to accept it.

when she’s talking about how he hasn’t hit her in years but she’s sure it’s just because she’s always either pregnant or with one of the babies 😭😭😭😭 you broke my heart. Our poor girl. She’s forever scared of him. when she steps back from him bc she thinks he’s going to hurt her for asking to see her family even right after birth. CRYING.

He was so much worse in this part than any other imo. The manipulation. and here we (me) were thinking he would calm the fuck down once he had her in the capitol 😭.

omfg when he says he “had” to name the baby without her 🙄 boy you’re the president you know full well you could have waited for her.

The BJ scene made me laugh though. He is just a man 😂.

This man makes me SICK 😭 I know what I get into with fics with PRESIDENT SNOW like I said they never end with reader having any semblance of independence.

thank you for this masterpiece. I will be out of action crying for the next week. As an Edmund stan I’m still hurt 🥲. They *should* have been his babies.

long time anon with my long messages but thought I’d not this time since if I could leave a comment this long on the actual post I would have <3

snow lands on top, unfortunately

Thank you! thank you! thank you!

I like to think that the end is a nice compromise for the reader and Coriolanus.

Coriolanus got to 're-write history' like he wanted. He is finally living the life he thought was owed to him before the war. I really did try and paint him as someone who wasn't a bad person inherently, but has learnt to only feel safe if he has total control over everything.

The base line for his character was the line "He wasn’t a violent man, only a man capable of violence". he wants nice things, and power, and to feel unconditionally loved. He's not above using violence to get them.

And the reader got a life where she never had to worry about her children. The reader was very maternal, but if you remembered back to chapter 3 (i think) she talks about being worried about raising them in the district, and what that would mean for them.

I like to think she was generally happy in later life with her kids. She got to experience the luxury of the Capitol, and got to give her children the best life out of everyone in Panem.

While it is sad she never got to see her family again, as someone who has children very dear to her in her life, i would trade anything for their comfort and protection.

Coriolanus was a good father, and a tyrant husband. I think she could appreciate him in relation to fatherhood. Maybe, even warm to him as the father of her children. But in her heart, he will always be commander Snow to her, and that's put a road block on development of their relationship.

Thank you so much for coming along the journey with me.

I hope to create something else that you can invest in just as much.

💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

[fyodior]

Ok, children time! What if BSD men got their dearest pregnant, BUT she got not one, but twins or EVEN triplets. I have headcannon that some wants one child (maybe Fyodor/Gogol/Sigma), other wants more than one, but later (maybe Dazai/Mori/Kunikida) and some wants big family (maybe Odasaku/Chuuya/Fukuzawa). Still, all of them will be like: 🤯😲😳

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oooooooh i love this hefjehehe here are my thoughts under the cut just bc it got long lolz

fyodor: just 1 or 2, i have always hced him to have a breeding kink but i personally don't really see him wanting a ton of kids. but he def wants at least one as an "heir" of sorts, to know that his ideals won't die with him alone. he'd def be shocked by the news of twins at first but just sweetly kisses you on the forehead and reassures you you'll get through it together <3

nikolai: im sorry i can't really see him wanting kids at all sdfkljsdlfjk

sigma: he'd def want 2 or 3, he wants a family that's all his and wants to be surrounded by a bunch of mini you's ehehehe though i think it would take a long time for him to feel ready and safe enough to have and raise kids. sigma would fucking pass out if he found out you were having multiples just because he doesn't feel like he's even less ready for that but ends up being very very excited :")

dazai: it would be pretty late into your relationship before dazai felt comfortable having kids, he'd have to be pretty settled down. i can see him not really ever having them, just in some traumatic fear of them having to go through what he did, even if its not a logical fear. i think he would find a lot of joy in being a dad, and finally actually feel like he has a purpose in life and a reason to keep living (besides u obvi). i don't think he really has a specific number in mind, just kind of whatever happens, happens. he'd be such a good dad :( and he would think its funny as hell if you found out you were pregnant with multiples like tears in his eyes laughing as yall watch the ultrasound💀

mori: he has a breeding kink but he also has his hands full with elise and the pm. but if he ever hands off the leader title to someone else i can see him very happily settling down with his lover and a few kids in a pretty house out in the countryside <3 very very gleeful to have multiples i think he'd fucking love if you somehow miraculously had triplets dlkslkdfj

odasaku: wants a HUGE fucking family. so many kids. he loves kids clearly as we've already seen. it would make him so so happy to raise a family with you and to be a dad, he would feel so fulfilled sdkljfdsk GOD he'd actually smile <3 such a beautiful perfect man so dad shaped im so in love with him. oda would be a fucking amazing partner to have while pregnant he'd wait on you hand and foot and just kiss all over and love all over you im crying real tears rn

chuuya: honestly i think chuuya could take or leave kids, he's not super set on either. he'd be very happy to have a family with you but he's not necessarily going to go super out of his way to make it happen. just, if you have a kid then you have a kid, and he'll love them with his whole heart <3 i can see chuuya being somewhat similar to dazai in that he'd be a bit hesitant to bring a child into the world that treated him so badly, but in the end would be so happy to be a dad. also probably passes out if he finds out ur having twins/triplets

fukuzawa: just because fukuzawa is already older and has his hands full with the ada, he probably would only want 1 or 2, though i think in theory he'd be really happy to have a big family. he wants to be able to keep up with his kids while he still can, and not be too old to really enjoy their childhood. and he already raised ranpo so 💀 DEF shocked and a little dizzy by the news of multiples but i think he'd eventually come around to it and carry around pictures of the ultrasound to anyone who would listen, and show off his pregnant partner to everybody :")

kunikida: whereas the other guys here don't have too strict of a plan and kind of just, whatever happens happens, kunikida is the fucking polar opposite. he knows exactly how many kids he wants to have, how old he is going to be when he has them, what schools they're going to attend, what the nursery is going to look like, and exactly how he's going to take care of his pregnant lover. i'd guess maybe 2-3? and he'd also have it planned out exactly how many years apart they'd be fsdlkjkldsfj and you having multiples would either result in a meltdown bc he wasn't prepared for 2 or 3 babies at once, or he was super ready and already has a plan for that ldkfjlksjfd im leaning towards the first just bc he's not really a man of compromise

[matrixwhore]

thinking about how so much of mental health recovery is self forgiveness and allowing yourself to move on and how (having been raised in religious shame structure) not being able to can really trap you into patterns if you don’t. im about to make this about that vampire show lmao. i tried not to. i didn’t even expect this. i was gonna just do a to delete personal post. but whatever. you don’t have to read. but, there’s so much shame in being unwell. all religion teaches you in that anyone of “sin” is deserving of instability, of punishment, unhappiness of hell. then religions tell people to turn that voice inwards and name it their governing god voice. thats so damaging.

my mind is whizzing with religious trauma thoughts in amc iwtv. as well as mental health aspects given how i’ve been and i haven’t really done wtf your call this in a while and i’m really too shrouded in the shame of being unwell to even feel like i should say anything at all anymore. i’m pushing through bc that’s honestly the problem.

that’s what i see reflected in louis. suffering silently bc you might be the hell you can’t escape bc the magnitude you’re experiencing it makes you feel like you must deserve it. if it’s you then what else could there be. doesnt seem like even what’s good can come without hell-in-tow. in his line of work, in his life with his family, in the only way he could be with jonah, in lestat, in claudia. hell is always right there where the good things are. and then everywhere you look the thought is it’s reinforced. religion indoctrinates in you that good is for those who are pure. louis was never afforded pure. even tho it’s actually an injustice and pure is a tool for exclusion and hatred etc. etc. sometimes even when you know that, even when you have the awareness of how unfair it is to be held to a standard never meant for you, it doesnt mean shame isnt effective.

im thinking about shame and self-flagellation in louis. someone on here once pointed out how louis might have thought he was really losing it where lestat was concerned, with all his tricks, and how that was probably why he didn’t want to look at it head on. i get that observation bc of the shame and i also get the appeal and seduction of just letting the mind go with whatever it is if you’re receiving something you’ve been starved of for a long time. bc sometimes losing your mind feels like chains falling and bounds expanding. and it’s all so alluring especially when the state of your mind is as a result of the rigidness of society and life around you. and then the shame that comes for what you perceive yourself to have allowed when things go to hell. especially when it seems like hell is a rapid endless thing with infinite ways to show you all you ever wanted decay before your very eyes bc trauma is death and death is trauma and this is the death and trauma show.

and religions determine what death is in your mind’s eye. and religious shame is a spider cocooning you and telling you to think yourself a butterfly all the while. how do you forgive yourself from there? and if you can’t can you even look at the full scope of your situation? what if the shame is a dead brother, a town burning, estrangement with relatives, abuse/victimhood, a dead sister/daughter all things that were core values to have a certain way. all things that you defined yourself by and the good times (sarcastic) keep on rolling. what hurts the most sometimes is what you did or didn’t do. idk that i have anything else to say. im getting to the point within myself where i keep thinking “who even cares” so imma stop here. bc i’d like to share before i convince myself to delete. but just if your out there struggling with mental health shit i hope you forgive yourself for things you’re holding onto out of shame. not even just as a self kindness but also bc you deserve to and progress is hindered if you dont in my opinion. i am not a professional. this is simply from what i’ve experienced/observed. if you got beef with yourself and you prefer to take it to your grave. do your thing. im just a username on this thing.

[themelonlad]

*slides into your ask box with an arm full of questions* why hello, i come bearing gifts :)

Tav question’s for Donnie: 6+7 + 10 + 17 + 20 + 21 + 38 + 43 + 63

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Okay so im gonna go ahead and put this under a readmore so I don't obliterate everyone's dashboard-

Donnie's story starts sad, but gets better! Its also a pinch cliche cause I decided to be a bit more indulgent and wanted to make a good ol fashioned corny paladin background.

Donatello was an unexpected- and unwanted- half-drow baby. He was abandoned in the streets of Baldur's Gate at an early age (we're talking like age 5) by his birth mother, where he managed to get by on the charity of strangers for a couple years. Eventually, looking to get out of the rain, he stumbled into a local Lathander temple, right into the leg of someone who appeared to be a cleric there for a visit. This someone was a man named Peter.

Peter, being a follower of Lathander, took Donnie in without hesitation. Donnie was a shy, nervous, but sweethearted kid, and at the end of his business in the city, Peter found himself unable to take his mind off the orphan on his journey home. He ended up turning around to find Donnie again, and asked Don if he'd like to come home with him. Donnie happily said yes.

Peter brought Don home to his village and his wife Marianne, a drow woman who's parents defected from Lolth, and left the underdark to raise their child on the surface. (Specifically because I enjoyed the idea of a follower of the Morninglord falling in love with someone from the Underdark. love that shit) He meshed into their lives with ease, and quickly came to adore his new adoptive parents. Peter was his idol, and Donatello aspired to be a protector like him. Wherever Peter went, if Donnie could get away with it, he wouldn't be far behind. Somewhere along the way he picked up his father's faith too, finding comfort and community in Lathander's people. Things seemed picturesque, for a time.

Fast forward to Donatello in his mid teens, he's started to learn how to fight, how to defend, take the first real steps of following his dad's path. Peter gets called to Baldur's Gate again, for reasons he's unable to tell his family. He assures them its alright, but he may be gone a while as it may be dangerous business. He strictly tells Donatello not to follow. Donnie, brokenhearted, agrees. Its a choice he regrets for a very long time.

Peter never comes home.

Donatello and his mother contact the flaming fist and anyone who'll listen with pleas to find Peter, but it garners nothing. The more they dig the more walls they find, and they return home to find their village in disarray, vulnerable without its main protector. Donatello finds himself at a choice to make, riddled with grief, faced with the legacy of the man who took him in. He silently makes the decision to step into his father's shoes, and in doing so, makes his oath of devotion, marking him as a Paladin.

Its a role he wears with pride for years, until one fateful day, he finds himself faced with the threat of mindflayers, their terrifying nautiloid screaming overhead.

(this is a very TLDR version of his BG and I do not give a fuck if its not DnD lore compliant)

The moment he met his father. Peter took him in when he'd been overlooked by dozens, and showed him what it meant to be selfless, kind, and brave. He sees his father as a beacon of everything he wants to be as a person, and even after as far as he's come, he still at times feels like he's chasing his father's shadow.

He'd likely still be acting as sentry for his home, and if not that, I think he would have gone into some kind of craft. He's the type that enjoys creating something that takes some time and effort and sweat. I could really easily see him going into pottery or textiles.

This one was HARD. Donnie believes very heavily in second chances and judging people by their character rather than appearance. I think out of all the companions, he'd actually trust Shadowheart and Laezel the least. Not because he thinks they're lying or anything, he believes them about their why's and how's. No, he doesn't trust them because he's not unconvinced they won't kill each other the moment he stops wrangling them like a pair of hostile cats. He regularly asks Wyll to go on babysitting duty when he can't always be around, and later, when he's a bit more stable, your durge Sylas.

Gonna lump these together cause they go hand in hand- Donnie romances Gale! Don falls first for sure. Under all the ego Gale has a very real passion for his work and realm of expertise, and that joy and fascination shines when he gets to talk about it. Donnie finds himself letting Gale infodump to him about the weave time and time again, and when he sees the way Gale's face lights up when he chimes in with something he's successfully remembered, it makes something flutter. The vibe is very much

Gale doesn't totally realize he's developing feelings at first. He's a bit too absorbed in his lamenting about Mystra, and himself. He finds he seeks out Donnie when he's feeling a bit lonely, but convinces himself they've just become fast friends. He knows Don can't quite keep up with everything he says about the weave, but appreciates the fact he legitimately tries to listen and remember, and his patience when his ego makes something come out a bit meaner than he intends. Where he'd be irritated with a pupil for not recalling something perfectly after one explanation, Gale finds he doesn't mind re-explaining things to Donnie.

His feelings hit him like a freight train the night after Elminster's fun little Your-Ex-Wants-You-To-Explode-Yourself'o gram. Donnie catches him wandering off alone and follows out of concern, and before Gale can stop himself, the wizard hears himself laying his insecurities bare. And when Donatello takes his hands and tells him he's worth more than this, that he deserves better than this, something about it all forces Gale to finally realize how he feels about the Paladin. He asks Don if he'd be ok with keeping him company, as he can't sleep, even if he wanted to. Donnie does, always happy to be Gale's quiet company. It takes almost dying in the fight against Ketheric for them to FINALLY become a thing though. (Sylas wins so much bet money)

Winter! Donatello's a devoted Lathander Paladin, but sunrise happens a bit later in the winter time, and it means he gets to sleep in a bit more than the rest of the year.

Mint and tanned leather.

I don't think Donnie really thinks about legacy. He never really does anything with the intention of being remembered, just that its the right thing to do.

I think, if asked, he'd say he hopes when he's remembered, his family's remembered in the same breath. That his name and their names are inseparable, even after he's gone. That never changes, but the people he includes in his definition of "family" does. (And Sylas is the first to be added to the list.)

[blinkvlink]

can u tell me a little about Helena's dad? I'm intrigued on what your version of Rook is like 👁

omg YES!!! i LOVE talking about Rook. I'm not even joking he is probably in my top 5 characters in TWC even though we know next to nothing about him LOLL

anyway! thank you so much for the ask and i would love to hear your answer for this as well!!

So first of all, while everyone calls him Rook, in my canon his real name is Hamed Hawks (His last name belongs to his adoptive parents who were British, as the Wayhaven in mind is in England.) He gave Helena her second name which is Aziza. He and his sister managed to keep a cultural connection to their roots with the help of each other and they learned Arabic when they were in highschool.

His personality is very close to the canon for me.

He was extremely friendly (he could befriend anyone, really), kind of a goofball and a bit of a little shit, lowkey sarcastic. He just enjoyed messing with people in a light-hearted way. He was extremely stubborn though, if he set his eye on something he would get it.

He was good with people, could talk anyone out of anything but when he met with very shitty people he would just use his humour and charm to drive them crazy, would remain calm even when the person in front of them stared foaming in the mouth (*cough cough* with the mayor for example *cough*)

He was bit of a nerd in my mind lol. If we did the stat thing for him like with the detective his 2nd skill would be Deduction/Knowledge. He really enjoyed movies like Back to the Future and the Alien. He messed with poetry and writing a lot, always scribbled his thoughts on paper (Helena later finds 2 journals that belong to him full of little poems and just journal entries) He also enjoyed gardening and cooking but he wasn't good at it the way his sister was. (After he met Rebecca and learned her favourite flower were hydrangeas, he set his mind to it and actually started to raise hydrangeas to give her and continued to do so in their garden after they got married.)

If he wasn't a detective he would be a Philosophy or English Teacher.

His dinamic with Rebecca was very similar to what Helena's and Adam's dinamic is now with Helena being a lot like Rook and Adam being like Rebecca. But he was much more talkative than Helena ever was/is and would crack jokes every minute or so,. While he would see Rebecca roll her eyes or just gave him a stoic face after another quip he would catch the way she smirked when she thought he wasn't looking or he would catch her staring at him when she thought he wasn't seeing. But whenever he made a move, she would just push him away. He knew for a fact that she felt the same way, but he never really pushed her or pressured her. He was just relentlessly friendly and flirty with her and was determined to break down her walls, which he managed, much to his relief. I imagine him as such a soft lover. Kind of a mixture of N and F. Very affectionate and expressive. His love language is literally all of them. Every single one.

He felt a lot of guilt back in the day because Rebecca ended her relationship with her parents because they didn't approve of their love or marriage. He was a pretty laid-back guy overall but he would go absouletly apeshit if people messed with the people he cared about. Which is why he cussed both of her parents out when Rebecca tried to rekindle her relationship with them after Helena's birth and they called his kid a 'disgrace.'

He loved being a family guy.. He just loved it. He would often read Helena to sleep, sing her lullabies...He would have happily left his job to be a stay home dad and take care of Helena while Rebecca worked, but he...kinda died before he could act on that thought LMAOO im sorry.

He was destroyed when his sister died. That was probably the lowest point in his life and when Rebecca actually had to step up and take him out of the pit he had fallen in.

There is NO WAY he would ever hide anything from Helena. He would tell her everything about the supernatural world. He would know better than to keep her in the dark. And if he was alive to see the way his kid was getting treated lemme tell you he would be SO FUCKING mad. He would be furious with Rebecca, first of all, that she would pull away from their daughter so much to the point she attempted suicide. And he would actually fight Adam bc while he understands people like him, his relationship with Rebecca never got to the point of being painful. If he saw...IF HE SAW THE WAY ADAM PLAYED WITH HIS AZIZA THAT VAMPIRE WOULD NOT LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER DAY.

But seriously, he would be so heartbroken if he saw his wife and daughter in that state. He would be utterly destroyed and extremely disappointed in Rebecca.

God...i'm sorry but both me and Helena lowkey wish that Rook was the surviving parent :/. The fact that the detective would probably have a x100 better life if she was the one to die is insane.

Anyway! I miss this man that neither I or Helena ever met before :(. I genuienly want there to be a scene where we get to talk to him or see him.

Lastly! Here are picrews of Hamed (Rook), Helena and Rebecca!

Anyway!! THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE ASK THIS HAS BEEN SO MUCH FUN!! <33333

[mydaroga]

Hiii, I really like your blog. I don’t know if you reply to your asks, and im sorry if im bothering you. You seem very knowledgeable about the beatles, so I wanted to ask if you know whether Paul was a bit of a possessive jealous type of boyfriend. Because most of the things I’ve read only paint him in a good light, it almost seems pr-ey lmao. Thanks so much and sorry! (I know im a bit nosy sorry again)

Hullo anon! Thank you! I'm flattered you'd ask me, thanks for thinking I have something to say on the subject. I'm a little curious why you're asking, but I will try to answer as best I can. This is NOT meant as a slam on McCartney though it may not be flattering; I was asked, and I'm trying to answer with the knowledge I have.

There are some caveats, though. I think it's dangerous to make broad statements about a real person's private behavior. I also don't know any more than I've read, and don't have any special insight. I also think people are complicated and even what's reported isn't going to give a full picture. So the following isn't meant to be a full portrait, or an indictment. It's just what comes to mind on this topic. Also keep in mind that Paul is an 81 year old man who has a dating/marriage history of like 65+ years at this point. People do change.

What we can pull together, in my opinion, paints Paul as someone I wouldn't necessarily want to date, though he's hardly the worst. For example, his steady Liverpool girlfriend, Dot Rhone, has some things to say that may be alarming. In Dot's telling (with some of this confirmed by himself) he could be controlling of her appearance and what she did and who she interacted with. Then again, it was the 50s and he was basically a teenager, so I don't think it's entirely fair to pin one's entire character reading on that.

We also know that while dating Jane Asher for six years, he continued to see many other women on both a casual and ongoing basis. However, while we know he did get jealous at least once of her other romances, we actually have no idea what, if any, arrangement was between them or whether that incident indicates he didn't like her seeing other men, or just, that one got too serious. Asher has never broken her silence about her relationship with Paul, after announcing their split on live television, which is a baller move.

We know that while Linda Eastman was very interested in Paul, she wasn't initially jazzed about marrying anyone again, and had a career as a photographer and was living a single life. This isn't strictly to your question of jealousy, but it's complicated and up in the air whether Linda would have, in another relationship, chosen to keep working or fulfill her own creative ambitions rather than raising a family and joining Paul's band, by most accounts with some initial reluctance. I'm by no means saying Paul 'forced' her into marriage, Wings, or being at home with him every evening, but I am saying that knowing what Paul was looking for, she chose to marry someone who was definitely looking for those things. And there are accounts from people like Peter Cox who claims Paul could be very controlling (wanting her to himself, making sure she was home every evening, needing to be the center of attention, etc); I won't link it here because I have no idea how much he's to be trusted, but it should be easy to google.

But I also think that the good parts of Paul's relationships are also real, so for my money, the picture I get is of someone who is fairly controlling, wants a "traditional" type of marriage for someone raised in the 50s, and also genuinely loves his family. He's also one of the most powerful people in the world, and that is inherently going to warp the power dynamics around him. He's also been able to, at least in some quarters, curate his image and possibly create a more idyllic picture than you'd see if you were there. In fact, many journalists in the 70s took potshots at his "perfect marriage" image, though I think a lot of that is their problem. So your sense that there's some PR around him I think is valid. But there's also accounts you can find (Francie Schwartz, Dot Rhone, Peter Cox, to name a few) to get another side. Both are biased, but put together I think a reasonable person can draw some conclusions.

[fizzytoo]

lying, ghost, crying, anger, sleeping, shaved ice, maple leaf and see no evil for anyone u want and milky way for adrien, rua & rosa <33

THANK YOU ILY<33333 im answering under the cut 🦔

🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying?

Juliette!- she's an okay liar. like she has her moments where she's gotten away with some tiny lies which really makes her overestimate her abilities 😭 it's harder for her to get away with bigger lies when you know her. she becomes even more animated than she normally is and she plays with her hands.

👻 GHOST - do they believe in ghosts? what are their "ghostly experiences," if any?

Rosa!- yes, 100% she'll tell you the story of when she was a kid growing up in her grandparents' old farmhouse and the ghost she SWEARS she saw in the upstairs bathroom. she only saw it once, but once was enough to scare her from going to the bathroom at night.

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

Adrien!- Adrien's a frustrated crier. if he feels like he's being misunderstood, or if something just isn't working out like he thought—he'd cry. They're hot, angry tears he tries hard to hide.

💢 ANGER - what are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?

Adrien!- despite his put-together appearance, Adrien's pretty disorganized. Among other things, he constantly forgets to close the fridge or and turn off the lights after being the last one in a room. his hair-ties and bobby pins are all over the house, and his clothes and shoes are a mess where they're kept. He tries to multitask but ends up getting distracted halfway through. Rua's the neater of the two so it was something he had to get used to.

💤 SLEEPING - do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep?

Rosa!- she can't fall asleep just anywhere. she has to be in her bed and in her comfy clothes. Rua!- loves to fall asleep to music. He has a sleep playlist that now even Adrien needs him to play before bed. He likes to chat with Adrien while the music plays softly in the background. Danny!- Danny, in classic dad fashion, can sleep anywhere. Catch him dozing off in the morning while he's preparing coffee before work. Adrien!- He loves a good nap, especially one on their new sofa in the afternoon when the sun is peeking through the curtains (very catlike of him ‼️). At night, he loves the sleep while holding Rua :3

🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?

Rosa!- She used to have a little fox plushie as a baby. It was faded, torn, but well loved. When she had Adrien, she had it fixed and gave it to him! Eventually, he'll give it to Amaya :(

🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why?

Danny!- He loves the fall. More than the season, he loves preparing for a new class of kids. He loves back-to-school shopping. This year, he got a new classroom so he can't wait to get it ready.

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

Adrien!- He tries to carry himself with so much confidence, but it's a front. He's anxious and has a lot of self-doubt. He's insecure about his appearance and even a little insecure about his relationship.

🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

Rosa!- I wanted a sim with a bright, warm personality. I wanted a sim who was confident and full of love despite being burned. Adrien!- A lot of Adrien's character building came from his in-game personality. He was a silly kid who loved his family and loved to be surrounded by people. Because he was raised by his single mother, who is just as bright and fun as he is, I wanted him to take on a lot of her traits. Rua!- He was supposed to be a very flirty sim, and in a way he still is. A hot guy that Adrien worked with who was unaware of how pretty he was and just very endearing. He went through so many different drafts before I decided on how he should look.

[emmythespacecowgirl]

I just found your content and I love it! Wondering if you could please do a pacific ship for me? I am female, she/her pronouns, interested in men.

I'm really strong-willed and opinionated, and not too afraid to tell people. I am very caring and can be emotional at times, especially when it comes to the people I care about. But otherwise I'm blunt and have really dry humor. I can be really stubborn and a lot of times awkward around new people as I'm a bit more on the introverted side. I tend to either not care at all or care too much when it comes to people.

I enjoy writing, hiking, gardening, and in general being out in nature. I'm a very homestead minded person and enjoy learning how to do things for myself, like how to crochet or grow a vegetable or raise chickens. That is, when I have time for it. Otherwise, I work as a nurse, and I enjoy the aspect of helping others when they need it the most.

I am 5'3" tall, curvy to chubby body with an hourglass figure. I've got pale skin with light freckles all over the place. Long, straight dark brown hair and dark brown/green eyes. Full lips, fuller face, just a more romantic body type in general. I tend to dress in baggier clothes as I am a bit insecure about my weight and especially my arms. I am working on losing weight but it's definitely a long process.

My personality type is INFJ. My biggest pet peeves are people who don't pull their weight when it comes to helping others and also chewing food really loud. My love language is physical touch, with a healthy sprinkling of words of affirmation. I am an August Virgo (don't know my other two signs, but that's my main one). I am also a proud Slytherin.

Thank you so much!!

Hi dear! Sorry for your wait! I’ve been extremely busy living life the past couple months 😊

I ship you with: John Basilone from The Pacific

Ship theme song: Marry Me, Archie by Alvvays

I could easily see you two meeting at a training hospital for nurses in California while John is training up recruits

He seems you and is immediately stunned by your beauty

He thinks your curves are so fuckin hot

He makes a pass at you and you don’t really seem to care at first

Until the second time when he formally asks you out

And then you take it seriously (even if you were pretending not to be a bundle of nerves)

Your personality types definitely seem compatible

I would imagine that John is either ENTJ or ESTJ

So that balances out your introverted tendencies and your feeling function

As he gets to know you better, he falls fast for your strong-willed personality and your opinionated takes

That being said, he also loves your soft and tender side as well

It inspires him to be more gentle in dealing with personal matters

He loves to kiss your sweet soft lips

He could do it all day long if you let him

He hates when people bullshit and waste time with flowery words

Which is why he loves your bluntness and dry humor

He knows you tend to be introverted and that dealing with people initially can be tough for you

So he apologizes profusely when you first meet him big Italian family

(Im Italian too and I would also apologize lmao)

He’s really good for you because he knows how to show you how to not give a fuck what other people think about you

You can teach him how to truly appreciate nature and all it’s natural beauty

He’s always wanted to try to grow a windowsill pot of oregano

Just like his Nonna did

You are able to show him how

And he is forever grateful

He really admires your pioneering personality

Like you, this man is very much a slytherin

Try to convince me otherwise

(You won’t ;) )