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Why Reviews Matter

This is an issue I’ve been wanting to discuss for a while, but with Gruvia week fast approaching, I thought now would be a good time to finally broach this subject. Mind you, this is hardly a new, or unaddressed issue. This has been brought up on Tumblr many a time, and in many a fandom. But I wanted to address it again, because it is so important.

*Also, because I know many people don’t like to read long blocks of text, I have included random pics of Gruvia with even more random comments to keep people entertained. Enjoy!*

Since my time in the Gruvia fandom, I have always made it a point to participate in Gruvia Week, and likewise, I have always regretted it.

Why? Because the amount of effort/time put into writing fics for Gruvia Week was never worth the amount of feedback/acknowledgement I received in return for my efforts. I don’t like begging for reviews. In fact, when I first entered the FT fandom, and started writing Gruvia fics, I would NEVER ask for reviews. I figured, if people wanted to review, they would. But over the past couple of years, I started asking for them. You know why? Because the amount of written feedback compared to the amount of notes/favs(if we’re talking about fan fiction DOT net) I received on fics was wildly imbalanced.

Was it just me, or was the anime filler unison raid more magically impressive than the official one?

And have I gotten more reviews since I started requesting them. Not at all. Quite the contrary, in fact. Part of that is the FT fandom has shrunk, but another part of it is the *type* of stories I usually put out. I like writing one-shots. I find it more enjoyable to just get a completed story out there all at once. I don’t really have the patience or dedication anymore to keep up a multi-chapter fic. But multi-chapters DO often get more reviews. Why? Because those reading want to encourage the writer to continue the story. And that’s great. That’s how it should be. BUT, that’s how it should be for completed fics, too. And yet, it’s not.

Because I am giving my readers an already completed story, there is no incentive to review. Which from a writer’s perspective, is so discouraging. For a writer, putting out an ending to a story (and mind you, many of my one-shots are 6,000-10,000 words long, so definitely not SHORT) is when they need feedback the most. They want to know whether it was liked or not. That’s the most important time to review. But so many people don’t, because what’s in it for them? They already received everything you were giving out.

Do you see how horrible that is, though? Someone took the time (some fiction takes hours, days and even weeks and months) to write and share a whole story for free, and the least a reader can do, “the review,” is not worth most people’s time. But if that’s the case, then why should I, the writer, waste my time putting out a story in the first place? Liking or faving a story isn’t enough. We want to know what you liked (or even didn’t like) about it. That’s how we improve. We thrive on feedback.

I imagine they might say these kinds of things in bed together, too.

So, yes, as far as one-shots go, why should you leave a review? The story is complete. You don’t need to ask for another chapter to see how it ends. I’ll tell you why. Because while you received a story this time, there’s no guarantee there will be another one in the future. And I know I’m not the only writer or artist who feels like this.

And yes, writing should not be all about the reviews. You should absolute write for yourself above and beyond anything else. And I DO. However, the story is already in my head. I’m already enjoying it. I don’t really need to write it down. I do that more for others rather than myself. And yet the lack of appreciation for this kills my motivation to write anything else.

And all writers KNOW people are reading but not reviewing. The amount of traffic, favs or notes my stories receive in comparison to the amount of reviews are not even close to matching up. If you enjoyed a story enough to fav, follow, like or reblog, then please think about also leaving a comment. No one is asking you to match their story with a novel of your own in a review, but sometimes even a few short words are so appreciated by writers and artists.


If you don’t acknowledge your artists and writers, your fandom dries up. People leave or move on. People stop making gifs, writing, drawing, etc.. If your fandom dries up, then content for the things you love also dries up. Is that really ok? Not only that, but imagine writers and artists who are new to fandom, and new to art and writing in general. Imagine how hard it is for them? You could make the difference between someone giving up and never reaching their full potential, or your review inspiring them to improve to the point that they one day become a famous author or artist. Never think your review doesn’t matter. IT DOES.

Now, back to the topic of Gruvia Week itself. I think the lack of feedback during Gruvia Week especially is a combination of things. Firstly, there’s a lot of content (which is very good! That’s what everyone wants for Gruvia Week, but…). That also means a lot of competition. Things move faster in the tags than normal, things get pushed down, and the sensory overload kicks in, so fics and/or art that would usually receive tons of notes or more feedback on a normal day, just don’t receive as much appreciation during Gruvia Week.

Secondly, there’s the “one-shot” effect I already explained above. People know that no matter what, most users who are participating in Gruvia Week are likely going to post all the content they already prepared. So, you’re going to get “the product” regardless of what you as a reader or spectator do. So, there’s no incentive to encourage the artist or writer, as you will receive that content regardless.

Did Juvia give Gray that butterfly t-shirt? And what did Gray want to tell Juvia before he got made into swiss cheese by the dragon spawns? The mysteries of the GMG forever unsolved.

Now, I’m not saying Gruvia Week is bad for all artists or writers. I actually think for artists and writers just starting out, it’s a GREAT thing. Being reblogged by the Gruvia Week tumblr, which surely has a massive following, helps your art/writing reach more people than it usually would.  

So, I’m not trying to discourage people to participate at all. On the contrary, I’m trying to ENCOURAGE people who read fics or like seeing art/graphics/etc, to ALSO participate. If you can’t draw, or can’t write, but you enjoy it when other people do, LET THEM KNOW. No one wants a dead pairing week, and not providing feedback is the fastest way to kill future ship weeks.

The reason I kept participating every year, for the last three years, was because I hoped things would be better this time. They never were. If anything, if got worse year after year. I’m not saying everything I write is a masterpiece, and I should be showered with a constant stream of praise. But as I explained at the start, the amount of notes and favs do not add up with the amount of actual reviews/feedback received.

This is the most manga time conscious Gray and Juvia have had together in the last six months *cries*

I know some people can be shy. I know some people just like to lurk. But please think of the person creating the content that you just enjoyed. Yes, they drew art this week, or wrote a fic this year, so you already received your reward. But what is the artist’s reward? What are they getting out of it, and what is their incentive to write another story, draw more art, make another graphic, or video? You are not giving them a reason to. And that is exactly why so many people quit drawing, writing, or contributing to fandom all together. So, please don’t let that happen. Please make this Gruvia Week different.

Gray: We are so attractive. 

Juvia: We really are, Gray-sama. I hope people read this whole thing and didn’t just look at our gorgeous faces. 

Gray: I can’t blame them if they did just that. We are fabulous. 

Trimberly Week (D1)

*swan dives late into Trimberly Week* *splash*

Hey everyone, sorry I’m late but I was on vacation all last week and weekend and only just got back. It was great but when I logged on it was like I had missed a months worth of content! This fandom is amazing! Anywho, here’s my contribution and another post is sure to follow soon.

Coffee Shop/College/Fake Dating au

  • Kim meets Jason when they’re six
    • he moves into the house down the road from hers but since they live in the mountains and there’s nobody else close by they’re essentially neighbors
    • his mom offers to babysit Kim while her parents work and thus they become best friends
  • They’re twelve and at Amanda Clark’s birthday party when they’re dared to kiss
    • It’s a little gross and a lot awkward and it lasts five seconds but they’re the talk of their friends for weeks
    • that night however when Jason’s mom picks them up and they’re chilling in his room playing video games Jason confesses
      • Jason: “I… I think I like boys.”
      • Kim: “Oh… me too. And girls.”
      • Jason: “Oh. Cool cool.”
    • they pinkie swear not to tell anyone else
  • They start “dating” when they’re fourteen
    • they’re freshmen and Jason’s dad worked him into shape so when he tries out for the football team he makes varsity
    • and Kim has always been a fan of gymnastics so she joins cheer
  • but then one day at lunch, one of the older football guys makes a joke about how gay Jason is for the captain
    • its supposed to be a hazzing thing, but Jason really does have a crush on the captain and he freaks out too much not to raise at least a few suspicions
    • and Kim knows how bad it could get if Jason’s father found out about his son being a homosexual, not to mention social suicide by the other kids in highschool
    • so she waltzes up to the football table and plants one on Jason in front of everybody
      • Kim: “You wish Jason was in love with you Zeke. But get in line, I was here first.”
    • and everyone buys it
  • that night they come up with the ruse: pretend to date, appease their peers and their parents, and never tell a soul
  • it works… for the most part
    • because they’re best friends they love each other but theres a period of time when Jason really questions his sexuality
    • Kim tries to help and support him, to assure him that what he’s feeling isn’t wrong, but Jason’s insecure and scared
    • they argue and fight a lot of the time
    • then one night when they’re sixteen and at another party thrown by Amanda, they get drunk and sleep together
      • and it’s super awkward
    • after its over they’re just lying in Jason’s bed when Jason jokes
      • “Yeah… definitely gay.”
    • and Jason has to smother Kim with a pillow she’s laughing so hard
  • And then senior year happens and shit hits the proverbial fan
  • because Jason gets detention for wrecking his car and Kim gets detention for kicking Ty Flemming’s ass because he was being homophobic and trying to spread shit about Jason and because Ty is Amanda’s boyfriend, out goes cheerleading
  • but then Jason meets Billy Cranston and Kim meets Trini Gomez
    • and Billy’s smart and silly and amazingly wonderful and Jason really really likes him
    • and Trini’s aloof and snarky and honest if not absolutely adorable and Kim really really likes her
    • and more times than not the couple spend the time they’re together talking about their respective crushes
  • And of course no one knows Jason and Kim aren’t really dating
    • and Billy’s confused because he thinks Jason’s hitting on him but he’s horrible at reading people and he keeps telling himself that it’s just Jason being friendly because he has a girlfriend
    • and poor Trini has to deal with Kim constantly flirting with her and trying her damnedest not to give in because Kim has a boyfriend and she’s straight
  • which just about blows up in all their faces
  • Trini’s still struggling with her sexuality and lets slip to Kim one night that she’s gay and Kim is like, oh honey i’ve known
  • but she’s mayhaps a bit too enthusiastic because Trini goes on the defensive and says Kim doesn’t understand, that she doesn’t get it
  • and then Kim accidentally lets slip Jason’s gay
    • and when Kim tries to explain the whole “fake dating” thing and her being bi and Jason being gay, Trini “nopes” it out of Kim’s window
    • Kim chases after her and tackles her over a cliff into a pond
      • Trini: “What is wrong with you?!”
      • Kim: “Well I’m in love with you but I wouldn’t say that’s ‘wrong’.”
      • Trini: *shook*
  • Kim totally kisses her after that but since they’re up in the mines they get caught by Billy and Jason
    • (Billy had told Jason they were going treasure hunting and Jason was almost in the same boat as Kim)
  • So they explain to Billy and to Trini again that they’re not really dating and that they’re in love with them, but now no one knows what to do because outing themselves could mean hell, both at school and at home
  • (I sorta forgot about Zack until this point, my poor baby. Just pretend he’s Billy and Trini’s friend whom they go to with their Jason and Kim problems)
  • Zack comes up with the plan
    • They’ve got a month til graduation so Kim and Jason will continue to “date” and then break up over the summer and since they’re all going to the same university, they all get a place off campus and then Jason can be with Billy and Kim can be with Trini
    • because Bily’s uncomfortable engaging in any type of relationship while Jason’s still technically with Kim and Trini agrees that she doesn’t want to be a side piece, even if Kim and Jason aren’t technically dating
  • It’s difficult but they follow the plan… mostly
    • Kim and Jason win Prom King and Queen but instead of dancing together they break up on stage and then bounce, Billy and Trini following discreetly behind them
    • everyone’s stil in shock when Zack jumps on stage and steals both crowns, calling himself the “Almighty Prom Quing” before highjacking the music and crowd surfing before he’s chased out by chaperons
  • They graduate and spend the summer sneaking around with each other before Kim finds a place off campus and they move in within the week


  • Zack ends up moving into the basement because that’s the only place sound doesn’t travel to and he can finally get some sleep
    • the new rule is to always knock before entering any room and then knock again just to be sure
We´re even now

A/N: You have two kids with Tom, fluff and fluff Part 1 , Part 2  (Part of the All was well series) Enjoy!

I was taking a shower when I suddenly heared Tom come humming into the bathroom.
“Tom! I’m taking a shower!” I exclaimed, not moving while my arms were wrapped around my upper half.
“I can hear that. Is it good?” he said in a singsong and opened the water to do god knows what and my hot water turned cold immediatly.
“Tom!” I shrieked while jumping to the side so that I wouldn’t get any water on my skin.

“Oh my bad. Sorry darling.” he apologiezed and yanked the shower curtain open and stepped into the shower as if it was the most normal thing to do.
“Hey!” he smirked but I was having none of it.
“Get out! It’s me time. I wanna take a shower.” I scolded him and pointed at the door so he’d leave.
“But if we shower together, we’ll save time, water and money.” he counted on his fingers and I glared at him.
“If you don’t step out, I’m going to shove those fingers so high up your ass that you’ll be able to scratch your breakfast from your teeth, Holland!” I growled and he pouted.
“I didn’t have any. Did you have breakfast without me?”

“Jesus Tom!” I exclaimed again and threw my arms up in the air in frustration which left my body fully uncovered.
“I guess I’ll have breakfast now.” he smirked and layed one hand on my waist trying to pull me towards him but I yanked his hand away.
“You’re so annoying.” I groaned before stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around me. I closed the bathroom door and walked into our bedroom to put some clothes on. The kids were still sleeping, so I prepared breakfast before I woke them up. I just had finished frying some eggs when a very sleepy Ben walked in, still rubbing his eyes.
He sat down on his chair and took a slice of bred on his plate without saying anything.

“Just like his mother.” Tom joked and ruffled through Bens hair which made me glare at him.
“Good morning, sweetheart. Everything alright?” I asked him and brought the eggs to the table and he shrugged his shoulders while chewing his bred.
“I just really wanted to join dad on his interview today.” he said finally and a smile appeared on my face.
“Oh darling, but you have to go to kindergarden. You’ll join him on a weekend. Alright?” I offered and looked up to Tom for some help but he was too busy trying to make Emilia eat something. She kept opening her mouth when Tom lifted the spoon but closed it as soon as he was about to enter her mouth and laughed in his face, enjoying her game. Tom furrowed his brows, fully concentrated on feeding her. Seeing that scene made me chuckle and I looked back to Ben.
“How does that sound?” I asked again and nudged his shoulder playfully and I could see a glimpse of happieness in his eyes.
“Good, I guess.” he answered but couldn’t hold back a smile. We finished our breakfast and I was dressing Emilia so Tom could get them to the kindergarden. I walked out to the hall with Emilia on my arm and saw Ben infront of the door putting his shoes on.

“Ben, where is your dad?” I asked him with a raised brow and looked around the corner to see if he was there. He just shrugged and kept tying his shoelaces. I walked into the kitchen but he wasn’t there either.
“Tom?” I yelled and was about to walk into the living room when he walk into me.
“Jesus. Sorry baby.” he said and gave Emilia a kiss on her forhead and I was left aside.
“I totally forgot that I was taking the kids!” he said and took Emilia into his arms and I leaned my hands on my hips.
“You better get going. Or you’re gonna be late for the interview.” I warned him and he nodded.
He leaned in to give me a peck on my lips and then stormed off to the front door.

“Bye Mum!”,Ben yelled and waved at me before following his dad out of the door.
After they left I got ready for my own work and leaft our home too.

I came back in the evening, exhausted from being in heels the whole day but happy to be finally home. Tom and I exchanged a few messages but we were too busy to get into detail. He let me know that he’d pick the kids up and that I didn’t need to worry. When I opened the fron door I could hear music from the living room echoing through the house quietly but didn’t think anything of it because Tom usually put music on when he was working on something. I kicked my heels off and closed the door and walked towards the living room, the music getting clearer with every step.

“Come on buddy. You got it.” I heared Tom encourage Ben and when I peeked around the corner I saw the most adorable scene in front of me. Tom and Ben were doing push ups to the song Bring Sally Up while Emilia was sitting on the back of her dad tugging at his hair.
“You good?” Tom laughed and Ben chuckled nodding his head.

“Alright. Last one, come on. Let’s see who can do more.” Tom teased Ben and I sneaked up on them to press my foot on Toms back so he couldn’t push up anymore. Meanwhile Ben did another two and the song was over.
“I won!” Ben yelled and I pulled my foot back and clapped excitedly.
“Wow Benny! That was amazing!” I cheered for him and kneeled down so he could hug me peoperly.
“Mom! Did you see that?” he asked while wrapping his arms around my neck and I pulled him closer to me while chuckling.
“I did!” I felt that his shirt was soaked with sweat and widened my eyes.

“Alright. Time to change. We don’t want you to get sick, do we?”

“No!” he yelled and raised his index finger into the air and rushed off to the bathroom.
“Take your clothes off. I’ll be there in a sec.” I called after him and looked down to Tom who was glaring at me.
“Hey.” I greeted him and he snorted while turning over and taking Emilia on his belly.

After I helped Ben take a shower I tugged both of them into bed and closed their door before walking into the living room where Tom was sitting on the couch while scrolling through his phone.
“Hey Moviestar.” I teased him and he growled something under his breath which made me chuckle. I sat down and wrapped my arm around him, pulling him close to me.
“What are you doing?” I asked and tried to peek on his phone.
“I’m trying to controll my social medias. The fans are going nuts.” he said and was typing something.
“Really? Why? What happened?” I asked while pulling away and took my own phone out to see that people tweeted me and tagged me on videos of Tom.

“Jesus. What did you do? Did you fall feom your chair again?” you joked halfheartedly hoping that nothing bad happened.
“No! This is your fault.”


“Yes.” he mumbled and I furrowed my brows. When he did not care to elaborate I clicked on one of the videos and my jaw dropped. There he was, my husband who hated to sing in public because he was insecure about it, singing because of what he had promised me. I laid my hand on his shoulder while watching the video and a big smile appeared on my face. I looked up as soon as it ended and cupped his face.

“I love you.” I simply said and he couldn’t surpress a loving smile.
“I love you too.” he answered and I leaned in to give him a quick kiss.
“The fans are loving it!”

“They love you because they know you made me do it.” he said and I chuckled.
“Well I’m your number one fan. I’m their leader. I had to contribute to the fandom somehow.” I joked and he rolled his eyes.

“You gave them two children they freak out about. How is that not enough.”

“Shut up. Would you look at that! They already made gifs and what not.” I said mesmerized while scrolling through Instagram.
“Oh god you’re worse than them.” he sighed and I raised an eyebrow.
“Oh hun, you’d be nothing without us.” I said and closed my phone. I streched my arms and legs, ttying to get rid of the soreness but it wouldn’t get better.
“So, we’re even now?” he asked and I looked up at him.
“Not that you singing is anywhere near the pictures of me climbing in to our house through a window in my sportbra,” I said squinting my eyes and he laughed nervously while scratching the back of his head,“ but yes. We are even. You did what you promised.”
He exhaled deeply and let himself fall back into the couch.

“I’m going to take a shower, since you didn’t let me in the morning.” I said and stood up.
“Can I join?” he said also jumping up but I pushed my palm against his face and he sat back down.


Tags: @positivethoughtsforever @1022bridgetp @wrongirish

Title: mosaic of rainbow colors glow
Rating: G
Word Count: 741 words
Summary: Dan’s really curious about the envelope that just came in the post for Phil.)
Notes: Written for @quercussp​​​​​​​ for my thirty minute fics for charity fundraiser to benefit Puerto Rico.

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Dan finds the envelope in the pile of post he brought in and never bothered to sort though. It has Phil’s name on it, and by general rule of etiquette he doesn’t open mail that comes to Phil.

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viking-king-gem  asked:

Hello! Hope you are having a good day! I was wondering how the s and m boys would react if something bad had happend to them that nothing could be done about and thier S/o huggs them and when asked why she sias she didnt know how else to help? Sorry if this is a bother to write about Bye for now!

Nothing will ever be a bother for me to write. It’s what I love to do, and I want to contribute to this fandom and series in that way.


Shu: When Shu gets upset, he would shut himself away from everyone for awhile and just try to find peace through solitude. But when his lover hugs him out of the blue, he’s brought back into reality and stares shockingly at her. What was she doing? He doesn’t really understand the gesture until she explains it, but he does nothing to push her away. For once, it was quite inviting and warm…

“Do humans do this often? It’s rather foolish, but I guess a woman like you can’t help it…”

Reiji: For days, Reiji tries so hard to find a solution to his issue at hand. He’s left alone in his thoughts and doesn’t really like socializing with anyone at the moment. When a familiar pair of arms wrap around his waist, he snaps out of his mind and looks back at his beloved. Sighing, Reiji would scold them for interrupting his train of thought, but his reciprocation of the hug would say otherwise.

“You really are something else…I can’t tell you everything right now, but you understand, yes?”

Ayato: Ayato is more irritable than ever, but he’s more upset with himself than anyone else. His s/o would have to wait for him to calm down before approaching him. When he’s on the verge of breaking, his s/o would pull him into a tight hug and pat his back and hair. Confused and baffled, Ayato would remind his s/o that he isn’t a child, only for his s/o to tell him that it’s okay to be honest.

“Tch…Don’t mess with me! I don’t want you treating me like this! I’m fine, even if you don’t see it.”

Kanato: Kanato is more volatile and aggressive when he isn’t in his depressive mood, and it would be best to stay away from him during this period. When his s/o attempts to comfort him, Kanato may scream at her to leave him alone. If his s/o is brave enough to embrace him, he’d only yell at her to let him go. But the tighter she hugs him, the quieter he becomes. It’s too strange for Kanato to feel.

“You are truly indecent and you have poor manners. To make it up, just hold me longer.”

Laito: Unlike his other brothers, Laito would probably accept the unexpected hug, although he may be reluctant in returning it fully. To lighten up the mood, Laito teases his lover and asks if this is their subtle way of asking for something more. But when he receives an honest answer from his beloved, Laito is stunned into silence and he says nothing more. He doesn’t want to ruin the moment.

“To think that you are showing your love like this…how do you not lust after me when you do this?”

Subaru: At first, Subaru would push away his lover and command them to leave him alone. But if his s/o is persistent enough, he’ll let her do as she wishes. As soon as he turns away from her, he feels her head hit his back while her arms wrap tightly around his torso. Flustered, Subaru asks what the hell she’s doing to him, only to be surprised by her answer. He decides to let her be.

“Oi, you’re holding me too tightly…I’m too stubborn? Tch, you’re the stubborn one here, you know!”


Ruki: No matter what anyone says, Ruki always tries to find a way to solve a problem. If his lover times it wisely and hugs him while they’re both alone, Ruki would allow her to comfort him in this way. It’s been such a long time since he’s felt this type of affection. He might chuckle at his s/o’s actions and remark how he’s almost forgotten how humans did this to feel better.

“For once, you’re doing something right, Livestock. I will find a way to solve this issue.”

Kou: Kou is more annoyed than usual, and he’s more prone to getting into fights with the paparazzi and his brothers lately. It’s not until his s/o spoons him one evening in bed does he mockingly ask if she desires for something out of him since he always pays everything back in favors. When his s/o firmly confesses “no”, Kou grumbles that she’s lying, but a kiss from his s/o shuts him up for good.

“M Neko-chan, stop that~ If you keep on doing this, I’ll have no choice but to be nicer to you…”

Yuma: Yuma’s aggression is higher than ever, but it’s mostly due to the anguish and guilt he feels whenever something terrible happens. Never one to directly ask his s/o for comfort, Yuma would roughly throw his s/o over his shoulder one day and demand that she spends the rest of her day with him. They both end up on the couch cuddling one another, with Yuma burying himself in her chest.

“Stop movin’ around so much, Sow! Can’t ya see that I just want to rest? Sheesh…”

Azusa: When Azusa is deep in the blues, he knows that he can find solace in his s/o’s arms. Even smelling her scent is enough to send him into euphoria. Nevertheless, Azusa would accept the tight hug from his s/o and would never bother to question her actions. He understands that her intentions are to not harm him or put him in danger. It’s strangely just the human emotion of love affecting him.

“Eve…you are so kind…let me feel your love…like this…forever…”

-Admin Yuuzuki

Stronghold- Loki x Reader(f) x Steve    Chapter 14

Authors Notes: THIS IS IT!! This is the end. I may do an epilogue if you guys want one but really this concludes the story. I hope you guys liked it as much as i did writing it! Thank you, thank you, thank you for all of your likes, reblogs, comments, and reviews. It means the world to me!!

An extra special shout out to @hymnofthevalkyries for being so patient with me as my Beta on this series. If any of you aren’t following her I recommend you remedy that quick!! Thank you so, so, so, so much Momma V. I don’t know what I would have done with out you!!

Notes/ Warnings: Anxiety, fear, self depreciation, and a crap ton of fluff thrown in between! 

Originally posted by yikesevans

Steve paced outside (Y/N)’s room with Wanda and Bucky standing by.

 “Tell me you can fix this.” Steve muttered to Wanda without looking at her. His nerves were wired. He couldn’t sit still and his heart was slamming in his chest. He wanted to go to Asgard and rip Loki’s heart from his chest, surely then this would be over.

 “I have an idea but I’m not sure she’s going to like it.” Wanda confessed. She looked down at her shoes, feeling as if she was never going to be truly helpful to this team. Bucky, who was standing close to her against the wall, reached over and weaved his metal fingers into her delicate ones. She didn’t react, knowing that neither of them would want Steve’s attention drawn to it, but she was thankful for his silent gesture of comfort.

 “I don’t care.” Steve grabbed the door handle and looked back at them. They quickly let go of each other and straightened under his gaze. “Tell her and convince her to do it. She can’t live like this.”

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7 July 2017

[The Woolpack Backroom with Aaron, Robert, Charity, Debbie and Vic]

CHARITY: Hey Robert and audience, Chas and Liv are totally still characters on this show.

AARON: Yep, nobody forget them, I’m sure they’ll come back at some point.

ROBERT: Oh, well, good, but they don’t want to talk to me anyway because if they know anything about this Plot, I’m sure I’m number one on their hit list. - I could offer them that number of that hitman I know. That would be a bit ironic - But, how are they?

CHARITY: Oh you know, they’re there and not here but Sandra still sounds like a great Plot Device to get people off screen.

*Cute banter between Aaron and Charity* - for the fans so they can see Aaron being happy for the briefest of moments…as if that will appease them.

ROBERT: Just recapping for the general audience. Sandra has two broken legs that will remain a problem until such time that Chas and Liv are due to return.

*Debbie enters*

CHARITY: Debs, you just missed Robert’s recap but Sandra still has two broken legs and I’m sure Chas could use some help with that. You’ll run the pub for me won’t you.

DEBBIE: Do I have a choice?

CHARITY: Nope! And you always need extra cash for some Plot or another so why not. I just can’t leave Marlon and Vic…

*Victoria enters* - it’s almost like that was planned

VICTORIA: Hey Robert! I just came in here to talk about…you guessed it…BABY!!! So, Rebecca has just realized that having a child is expensive. Let’s be real, I probably told her to have that revelation just so I could come in here and bother you, but anyway…she totally NEEDS money because she doesn’t walk around in fur coats and five million hats and have a trust fund or anything.

ROBERT: *I hate this Plot Face* Thanks for the update. I still don’t care.

AARON: Shouldn’t you be making a contribution - other than that sperm you so nicely donated - #IHateThisFuckingPlot

ROBERT: Fine, here’s 40 quid. Happy now?

FANDOM: Get a wallet!

AARON: *Unbelievable! Face*

VICTORIA: Is that your idea of parenting?

ROBERT: I hate this Plot, the baby isn’t even born yet and it’s already all our scenes are about!!! I’d rather spend time spoiling my HUSBAND! *Tries to cuddle Aaron on the sofa*

AARON: #CuddlingDenied Sorry Robert, as you pointed out, all we talk about is this baby and I’m sick of it, so I’m going to run off to the scrapyard. #IHateThisFuckingPlot

ROBERT: *Sad ‘But I really wanted to cuddle’ Face*

[The Mill (Fandom: THE MILL!!! IT EXISTS!!! YAY!!!) with Robert and Aaron]

*Aaron enters*

ROBERT: Hey Aaron, let’s go out to dinner tonight!

AARON: Sorry Robert, you have a kid on the way, so we can’t do anything ever that’s not about that. #DinnerDateDenied

ROBERT: But I don’t care about the Plot, we’ve been through this. The spoilers said I would make an effort and I choose to make that effort with you if you’ll let me.

AARON: I don’t want to go out anyway.

ROBERT: Fine, I’ll call the restaurant and get them to deliver. And while we’re waiting, we can go have sex upstairs. We’ve always been good at that at least?!

AARON: Sorry Robert, this Plot is exhausting. All I want to do in bed is sleep. #SexDenied #HeadingForAnAngstyWeekAhead

ROBERT: *I tried Food and Sex, what more does he want from me. I know…GRAND GESTURES AND MONEY Face*

A little drabble

Set after chapter 27

A little fantasy I’ve been obsessing about for the past month or so, so much that I had to write it down.

Be warned, as I rarely write and English is not my native language, some sentences and word choices are bound to be a little awkward (or downright incorrect). And the rules for the use of punctuation signs differ a lot between English and French, so I probably got it wrong somewhere too. And I can’t get my software’s spell check to work in English, so there are probably typos in there as well.

Also, the story itself is a bit corny and OOC. Actually, I got carried away by my own fic and didn’t know how to end it.

For all these reasons, I’m far from 100% satisfied with it. I keep amending it a little, in the hope that I can make it better.

I’ve been lurking around the Saezuru fandom for a year, and never participated in anything. I took and never gave, not even an anon post or an intake on anyone’s theory. So now, I’m contributing with something, however small or lacking (or corny or OOC). I hope you enjoy reading it!

Doumeki burst into the room.

Kageyama and Kuga sprang apart. Clearly, Kuga had been trying to seduce a relunctant Kageyama into having sex at the clinic, as he often did – sometimes successfully. At the unexpected intrusion, Kuga shouted an angry ‘Who the -?’ and seemed ready to throw a few punches. But when the identity of the intruder was revealed, his expression actually turned pleased.


In a flash, he crossed the room to where Doumeki was frowning, looking lost and supremely oblivious to the two people in the room. His gaze swept the room twice before finally settling on them.

'Is Boss here?’ he asked with even more intensity than usual.

'What? Uh, no, haven’t seen him since yesterday.’ answered Kuga. 'Why, is playing hide and seek a new fantasy of his?’

The taller man ignored this as if he had not heard (indeed, he had not) and started to retreat, mumbling what sounded like a vague apology. Kuga, now very intrigued, grabed Doumeki’s arm, pulled him back into the room and threw him into a nearby chair, alarmed at the half-hearted way Doumeki was trying to fend him off. The more he watched him, the more he realised how dejected and anxious Doumeki was. He looked like an overgrown child who had just learned that his parents had abandoned him.

'What the hell’s wrong with you?’

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zoetekohana  asked:

“Just stay with me.” for Jonsa?

a/n: this was supposed to be a short drabble. haha. that didn’t happen. this is all on you, Zoe! i hope you like it :)

very first contribution to the ship and the fandom. also, completely show!verse.

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Jon should have seen this coming. Really. However, with everything that has happened these past few months… Gods be good.

She’d seemed to be alright at Castle Black – well, as alright as one can be after escaping a monster like Ramsay. And oh, how he’d longed to beat him to death, not only for little Rickon but for Sansa – sweet Sansa, who’d done nothing to deserve such a fate.


No, that life had not been his to take, as much as he’d wished it. As much as he’d craved it - Sansa had deserved closure.

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The Aftermath (Kenna x Annelyse)

Summary: As the wedding celebrations began, Annelyse starts to wonder what could have been, showing Kenna an unusual side of her.

Author’s note: This is my first ever contribution to the fandom and to #ChoicesCreates prompt 21. I was not sure of posting this but I couldn’t help myself. I’ve seen little KennaxAnnelyse material and wanted to share some of my love for this pairing. Thank you @hollyashton and @catsrtheboss for hosting #ChoicesCreates it’s truly amazing. I hope you all like it!. (Sorry in advance if I missed any typos or errors. English is not my first language) 

The Aftermath (Kenna x Annelyse) 

 Annelyse walked around in the throne room, watching with a smile just as Val started drinking a whole barrel of Skullcracker Ale encouraged by the cheers of the soldiers. 

 After the wedding ceremony, glee, joy, dancing and drinking were seen everywhere in the castle. 

The Aurelian’s eyes drifted to the window, it was the happiest she had been ever since the war started. And it had been a long, long time ago. Annelyse sighed, even if it was all over now, she couldn’t help but wonder how things would have turned out if they were to be other way.

‘What if Kenna hadn’t forgiven me that day at the forest’. She thought to herself.

'What if she hadn’t returned from Thorngate' 

‘What if she hadn’t defeated Azura' 

'What if Luther had succeeded on killing her after the battle' 

Annelyse shook her head, she should be enjoying the festivities instead of worrying about things that never happened.

But she couldn’t help it. 

She wouldn’t be standing there if they had been reality. 

“I sense something is troubling you?”. Raydan appeared at her side, causing the Aurelian to yelp in surprise. “My gods Raydan! You scared me!”.

“My apologies, your highness”. He laughed. “But in all seriousness, I’m pretty sure something is distracting you today. A few hours ago you were buzzing in excitement and now … well, I can say I recognize when your smile is genuine or not”. Raydan turned his sight to where the Aurelian’s was, spotting Kenna talking with Jackson not far away. “You can talk to me Annelyse, that’s what friends are for”. 

“Pfft don’t worry”. The raven haired let out a snort. “I just wanted to regain my energies before going to the dance floor. Even I get tired sometimes.”. Annelyse brushed it off. 

Knowing his friend, Raydan decided not to push the topic any further. Facing an angry Annelyse could be pretty scary most of the time. “In that case then, you should return to the party. Sei has a gift for you after that 'contest’ you two had in our way back to Stormholt. A barrel of Ember Wine is waiting for us”. Annelyse smiled. “Raydan dear”. The Aurelian put a hand on his shoulder. “Who said I wanted to share with you?”. 


As the sun set over the fields of Stormholt, Kenna walked through the doors of the throne room. Spotting a familiar woman covered in gold, a mischievous grin appeared in her face. “Has my Queen been enjoying the party?”. Kenna asked, making her way towards her wife before wrapping her arms around Annelyse’s waist. The Aurelian turned to face the warrior, hands resting on the other woman’s shoulders. “It got a little boring without you, darling”. 

“I’m sorry it took so long but I know just the thing to make it worth your while”. Annelyse raised an eyebrow. “And what is it?”.

“My wedding gift for you, now follow me”. Kenna took her hand, admiring for a second the golden circlet that rested on her finger. “Come”. The brunette guided them out of the celebration, walking between the corridors of the castle until they reached the door to a certain place. Their chambers. 

“Close your eyes and don’t open them until I say so”. Kenna said, making sure her wife did as she told her. The hero of the Five Kingdoms stepped inside helping the Aurelian before closing the doors behind them. “Ready?”. Annelyse nodded. “You can look now”. 

The Aurelian opened her eyes, taking in the sight before her. Their chambers had changed almost completely. Bed decorations, tables, mirrors … everything. “I hoped you would like this. When we were talking about redecorating in Lykos you said you wanted to try saffron … I added gold so you won’t miss Aurelia when we’re here”. Kenna looked around, proud. 

I … Kenna, it’s beautiful”. 

“Do you like it?”. 

“Yes, yes it’s wonderful!”. 

“I’m glad, I thought this could cheer you up”. Annelyse turned to the Queen, a smile on her face alongside a questioning look. Before the raven haired could ask what she meant, Kenna continued. “I talked with Raydan not long ago. He said you were acting strangely when I left. And with good reason he decided to tell me”. Kenna stepped closer, lacing their fingers together. “I want to know what’s troubling my Queen”. She spoke, almost a whisper.

Annelyse sighed, looking up. “Okay, okay. You got me”. The Aurelian sat on their bed, Kenna looking at her expectantly. “I know I’m not being my usual cheerful and optimistic self, it’s something silly, not really important”. 

“It is. It is worrying you. And whatever bothers you, Annelyse, is important to me”. 

The Aurelian smiled, Kenna knew what to say in the right time, always. “I know this kind of thoughts shouldn’t be clouding my mind, specially in our wedding day. But I’ve been wondering how things would’ve turned out if we had taken other decisions. Like, what if I hadn’t kissed you when we first met-”. 

“You mean, when I kissed you?”. Kenna asked, a grin appearing in her face. “Yes, when you kissed me”. Annelyse chuckled, her face turning serious a second after. “I have found friends rather than just allies, I have traveled more than I could imagine I would, I had fun even if we were facing a war. This is the happiest I’ve ever been, my love, but my mind just kept drifting away thinking what if you hadn’t forgiven me when I betrayed you or what if Diavolos hadn’t helped you when Luther tried to kill you a few days ago. What if you had died when Dom burned you by accident, that day Kenna … when I saw you, so fragile, Whitlock and I thought you wouldn’t make it and that scared me!. What if I had taken the wrong decisions, we wouldn’t be here-”. 

Kenna’s soft laughter interrupted the Aurelian. Annelyse frowned, punching Kenna in the arm. “Ouch”. 

“I don’t get what’s so funny to you”. The raven haired woman crossed her arms. Kenna laughed again. “I laugh because you worry over something pointless. But if it makes you feel better, I’ve thought about those things too”. The Queen looked down, still smiling. 

“You have?”. Kenna nodded. “I was talking with Dom about that. You said it yourself, this is the happiest we’ve been in a long time that it almost doesn’t feel real”. The brunette took a deep breath.

“Annelyse the decisions we’ve made, I don’t regret them. I’ve said it a thousand times, when you betrayed me I knew your reasons, I wasn’t mad. I chose to give us a chance because I felt something could happen between us and look where we are now”. Kenna explained. “It wasn’t hard to decide, I had friends, I had you to help me figure it all out. And yes, we might have risked our lives because of them but if Leon gave me a wise advice it was that a Queen should never question her decisions. So don’t think about the past and what could have been, my love. There is no what if, just think about the present and what will be”.

Kenna brushed a strand of black hair out of the Aurelian’s face. Their eyes made contact and Kenna smiled, leaning in to leave a soft kiss on her wife’s lips. “I don’t want you to worry about that, or anything. I just want you to enjoy this moment, with me”.

 Annelyse pressed their foreheads together. “You and your charming words”. They both smiled, leaning in to share a kiss before getting lost on each other’s bodies. 

 What if … 

 What if she forgot about anything else and just looked forward for tomorrow.

Colour [-Admin Kuro]

Description: Sleepy ash had always known a black and white world, he was immortal, there was no way there was someone really out there for him. That’s what he had thought, until his name became Kuro, and his whole world was lit with colour. Kuro could never say anything, his eve was his soulmate, he never would have guessed it…. Or maybe if he took a closer look at Mahiru’s sunshine like smile or the way he says Kuro’s name he might have known. KuroMahi Soulmate!AU

Word count: 1387

Genre: Fluff/Angst

Pairing: KuroMahi/MahiKuro

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Suicide Squad Coffee Shop Au

So i hadnt seen that many AUs so i figured why not, lets throw something random out there, this is not serious, its all crack because i need it right now, so totally ooc guys, also really long for some reason

  • Amanda owns the run down cafe
  • Rick is the manager
  • No one believes that Rick has a gf until June shows up
  • Katana is hired to help Rick because he needs someone sane and he doesnt want her to be alone
  • Waylon bakes all the bread and its delicious and everyone is always eating it so Waylon is always baking more bread
  • Harley flirts with everyone and on purpose misspells names and Harley put that knife away he didnt mean anything by it
  • Slipknot is always getting the most numbers from customers but Chato always there to take them away giving Slipknot a look
  • Chato handles Spanish speakers and any rude customers he just steps up and stares at them until they leave 
  • Or if they push him he’ll launch himself at them cause you come to my cafe ese? Disrespect mi familia? And Harley and Boomer hoot and holler while Floyd and Rick come in to get Chato off
  • But if Chato ends up getting hurt you bet that person will not survive
  • Floyd makes bomb coffee in record time
  • He also brings zoe to the cafe and everyone adopts her much to his dismay like I swear to god Boomerang watch your mouth and Katana smacks Boomer on behalf of Floyd
  • Boomerang always writes the crazy specials and he tries to be up front but everyone forces him to the back, assholes
  • Also pretty sure they all end up living upstairs above the cafe
  • June and Harley go to the same hospital to see their psychiatrist and they bring Katana along to bond and because they are not allowed around without a babysitter because people die if they are alone
  • The music in their cafe is always changing, from norteñas to classical to rock to rap to country but no metal Slipknot come on
  • Waylon is the best cook out of all of them but they make sure to know the exact ingredients in everything cause there better be no human meat in this meat pie Waylon!
  • Harley and Waylon go shopping and drag Chato with them, they have the best fashion sense and harley is about to bash a lady’s head in when she asks Waylon and Chato if they want makeup to cover up the tattoos/scars because these are Harley’s guys and they are sexy as fuck 
  • GQ shows up at random times for like part time work when needed and instead of working is always playing poker with Slipknot and Boomerang
  • Rick doesnt know why he bothers with any of them and he bemoans his life but Harley only laughs and gives him a big wet kiss before cackling 
  • June is always cold and tends to wear Chato’s jacket at all times and she really likes working on pastries and decorating them
  • Shit gets real when past lives comes to bite them in the ass
  • Like members of Chatos gangs and Waylon’s mafia crew
  • And when Joker is rumored to be about
  • Floyd is such a dad and doesnt hAve to look up to go “give them the change dollface” “untie Boomerang already Slipknot” “get your hand from the brownies Chato” “rick and GQ you better have finished inventory” “zoe i know you are not playing with Katana’s sword and Katana, you know better" 
  •  They have a sign that says 0 days since last customer sent to emergency in big letters
  • Rick has his own sign where he tallies how many of those emergencies led to deaths and how much he owes Waller for covering that shit up 
  • but its not too bad because the people that die are jerks and criminals themselves which is why Amanda put them all in that cafe in that first place, lbr
  •  They all get matching tattoos yes even Floyd, they tie him down and force it on him but he ends up liking it and sometimes when he by himself he’ll rest his hand on it, but he continues to pretend he hates it 
  • "Dad, your boyfriends are arm wrestling again” “Dad your girlfriends are about to kill a customer” “dad, can your boyfriends and girlfriends come to career day?” And Floyd just sighs 
  • Boomer drapes his jacket on people at night as they all stumble into their makeshift beds in the apartment they all somehow share 
  • He also is always taking Chatos lighter even though Chato is always like i’m cool homie but like Boomer knows about the buildings he burnt down
  • also no one talks about Chato’s family and what happened 
  • They also have no idea what Boomer says sometimes like what but Harley just laughs and pats him on the cheek 
  • GQ and Slipknot are the only one there not part of the polyamory thing the cafe has going on and GQtotally makes fun of Rick because lets be honest he’s whipped by everyone 
  • But they all take care of him so its ok 
  • Rick going golfing though imagine him being in a tournament and the squad going to see him 
No Filter

also on AO3

I had this idea that Marinette just speaks all her thought when she’s super tired and this came out of that.  I have no idea what I’m doing feedback would be appreciated. This is my first contribution to the fandom

“I can’t work anymore,” Nino whined, “I’m tired.”

“We’re almost done, Nino,” Adrien said not looking away from the screen where he was doing his research.  Miss Bustier assigned Alya, Nino, Adrien, and Marinette a group project, so they all went to Marinette’s house to work on it.

“But it’s after midnight!” Nino sprawled out on the floor dramatically.

Adrien’s eyes widened, “It is?” He scrambled to find his phone, “Nathalie is going to kill me.”  

“Relax, Adrien,” Alya said, “Marinette’s parents let her have boy-girl sleepovers all the time!”  Well, not all the time.  It was only before she met Alya that her parents let her have the whole class over for sleepovers, since she didn’t really have a best friend then.

Marinette squeaked.

“They do?!” Adrien looked baffled, “I’ve never had a sleepover before.”

His three friends gasped, “You haven’t!?”

“Alya, a word,” Marinette pulled her best friend with her in the bathroom.

“Alya, what are you doing?” Marinette whispered as soon as the door closed behind them.

“I’m just trying to help, girl, so you can finally spend time with Adrien,” Alya smirked.

Marinette bit her lip, “But you know what happens when I stay up super late…”

“You become Miss Truth-teller.  I know.  That’s how I’ve learned so much about you,” She laughed.  It’s a miracle Alya never spoken about Ladybug at their sleepovers or her identity would be revealed.  She always made sure to steer her away from that topic of conversation.

“And what if I accidentally tell Adrien that I have a crush on him?” Marinette’s just kept getting higher in register as she got more and more hysterical.

“Girl, relax,” Alya put a comforting hand on her shoulder, “I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen.  You won’t tell if that topic doesn’t come up.”

“But what if it does?”

“Then, I’ll be sure to put a hand over your mouth.”

Marinette considered it.  It would be nice to spend some time with Adrien.  She’s actually been able to talk to him without stuttering recently and would love to get to know him better.  However, she wasn’t sure it was worth the potential embarrassment.  She truly did have no filter when she got super tired.  That’s how she first told Alya about her crush on Adrien, and the thought of the same thing happening with Adrien himself made her want to crawl into a hole and never come out.

“I don’t know, Alya…”

“He’s never had a sleepover before. Don’t you wanna be part of his first ever sleepover experience?”  She said.


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The Diamonds and Sympathy

So starting off this blog with an opinion of mine that I’ve held inside for a really long time, I’m going to dive into one of the most prevalent problem that the SU Critical side of tumblr likes to nitpick and poke at until its become a dead horse; the fact that in “That Will Be All”, Yellow Diamond and Blue Diamond are portrayed as being sympathetic, grieving and all out having emotions like a normal human being and being painted as someone the audience should cry over and relate to.

This is going to be put under a Read More because this got really super lengthy and more in-depth than I meant it to.

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anonymous asked:

Parse/Dex. (The strangest ship but i cant stop) "is that my shirt?". If you're still looking for prompts, and don't mind this odd ship ?

i actually really really enjoyed writing this, so thank you!! I’ve only read a little bit of paradex, (everything i read was a+ stuff), but I’m not 100% sure on how to write them as a couple, so i hope it’s okay! i sort of dig them, as a pairing!! i might prefer patater in the long run, but paradex is very tempting. it got nsfw (nothing explicit, mostly implication and kent being a cocky little shit) towards the end, so be aware of that!! rarepairs are the BACKBONE of fandom, and i am so happy to contribute this to the little group of paradex shippers i’m sure are out there, somewhere. enjoy!! prompt me!

“So we’re playing Yale next week, and everyone’s on edge about it after last year-”

It’s a game-less Saturday night, which means while the rest of the guys are probably setting the Haus afire in a vodka-fuelled blaze, Dex is skyping Kent.

They’ve been dating almost seven months (it’s not like Dex is counting or anything, no way, that would be weird), ever since Kent decided to make the trip up to Samwell for Lardo’s graduation last June. They’d exchanged numbers when she’d beat him at beer pong during his kegster visit the previous year, and had become fast friends through some strange combination of tweets and texts that no one, Dex included, fully understood. 

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anonymous asked:

Can we please do some head cannons that feature a pregnant Cardia and overly protective daddies-to-be. Thanks so much! I love, love your blog. It makes my day every single time and keeps the fandom alive. Thank you for contributing such a wonderful site to the fandom!

Thank you for being so nice. <3 I love C:R so this is so much fun for me! I’m fairly certain that the fact C:R is getting an anime will help bring even more life to the fandom. I’m excited because it’ll give me a chance to use ACTUAL CODE: REALIZE GIFS AND STUFF. PLUS MY BABIES WILL BE ANIMATED. OMG. 

Anyway, enough about that for now. This’ll be called Code: Realize Characters Being Overprotective of A Pregnant Cardia. As always, let me know if this needs anything. ;D 

Arsène Lupin:

Lupin would literally not let Cardia leave their home. He’d do all the shopping, all of the outside chores and all the errands. He also wouldn’t let her do any of the more strenuous chores at home, but he’d let her move around so she could stretch and he’d accompany her to the courtyard if she needed fresh air. Cardia would have to beg Lupin to let her walk around town; he’d just be so paranoid of stupid people who could cause her and the baby to get hurt. Lupin would cave only if he could accompany her wherever she wanted to go. He’d also spoil her and by her tons of food, especially sweets. 

Abraham Van Helsing: 

Van wouldn’t let Cardia out of his sight. He’d stand outside the bathroom door while she was in there and wouldn’t leave until she came out. If she took too long, he’d knock or yell from the other side to make sure she was okay. He would be more lenient about letting her leave their home, but he’d be right behind her with his hands on his guns because literally no one is gonna hurt Van’s family twice. Van would let Cardia help with chores, but again nothing too strenuous. Van would demand that he cook for her, though Cardia would convince him to let her do it herself. He’d back down after a bit. 

Impey Barbicane: 

Impey wouldn’t let Cardia walk anywhere. He would literally just pick her up out of her bed and carry her around the entire house. Impey would refuse to let Cardia lift a finger, and he’d get up at the crack of dawn to make sure all the chores got done as well as cook all the meals. The only thing he’d let Cardia do is take walks around their home and feed herself. Impey would do all the shopping, but if Cardia begged him, he’d let her go with him just so she could get a change of scenery, but Impey wouldn’t let Cardia carry anything and would brag to all the passersby about his new family. 

Victor Frankenstein: 

Victor would have Cardia on an incredibly strict diet (meaning Victor would do all the cooking) as well as make her a gentle work-out regimen to keep her and the baby healthy. She’d have regular check-ups and he would refuse to let her lift anything heavy. Victor would let Cardia go outside and do some chores with him, but nothing that involved too much bending, and if they were out in public, he would warn her about what metals and clothes not to touch because they would be potentially harmful. Cardia would get a bit irritated with Victor’s smothering, and when she talked to him, he’d dial it back a bit. 

Saint Germain: 

Saint Germain would follow the doctor’s advice to a tea and make notes about what things Cardia could eat and what things she could do. Anything that wasn’t on the list was not allowed unless Saint G spoke to the doctor and found out it was okay at a later time. They wouldn’t do much travelling during this time, as Saint G would tell Cardia to stay in bed and eat unless she went on a walk (Saint G accompanying of course). Around other people, if Saint G felt like Cardia or their baby was in danger, he would issue a scathing verbal warning, and if that didn’t work, he’d take care of the problem quickly and silently.