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Take a Chance with Me | OP81

oscar piastri x reader (fc: huh yunjin)

— Part 4

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Summary: When things aren't going well, Y/N takes a break for a while and redirects her focus to other things, spending more time with Oscar and her friends. Y/N's friends and Oscar consistently support her, ensuring Y/N is okay, even though she often insists she's fine. Disclamer: This is a story created for fun without any hate towards anyone. This work exists in a realm separate from the original canon. Characters may be divergent from their established personas. So, just enjoy the rollercoaster ride.

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landonorris are u proposing mate? oscarpiastri yeah mate, proposing to decide who pays the bill

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yourbff Through thick and thin, we've been laughing side by side for ten fantastic years. Wishing you endless happiness❤️

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user friendship goalsss

user they are so PRETTYYYY

user both of you are not only stunning but also funny😂

oscarpiastri reserving my spot for the next decade😁

yourbff you're claiming to be one of my best friend spot now? i'll ask y/n first for the approval

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user lily with y/n?????

user lol y/n just casually third-wheeling Lily and Alex😂

user mother, father and their daughter

user isn't y/n outfit too fancy for hiking??😂

lilymhe she thought we were just joking about going hiking😭

alexalbon y/n seemed a bit lost without oscar

oscarpiastri well, she loves being a dork

user MOTHER SLAYING AS USUAL😍

user Y/N is literally everywhere but not on her own Instagram :(

user yeah but we love seeing how people around her being so supportive

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f1updates oscar was seen at a karting track with the young karteers yesterday

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user finally we got new pics of oscar!!

user it's cute seeing the interaction between the kids and oscar

user AH OSCAR I MISS U POOKIE

user this is so lovely<3

user no y/n?

user i guess y/n isn't kind of wags who sticks to her partner all the time🤷‍♀️

user agreed, i've seen her at races only a few times

user when she doesn't need him anymore, she throws him under the bus

user lol wdym she just know what she should prioritize. Even oscar himself said she has her own life

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f1wags After a brief hiatus from social media, y/n makes a cameo on her friend's IG Live today! In today's live, she spilled the beans on some questions about her christmas holiday in Australia and the short getaway in Japan with Oscar. She couldn't help but gush about the incredible experience—her first time in Australia. Oscar played the perfect tour guide, showing her around his hometown and introducing her to his family. He also told us about their short getaway in Japan. Y/N explained that they haven't seen each other for more than two weeks as Oscar is already back to work—busy with meetings, simulator sessions, and prepping for the upcoming F1 season at the McLaren Technology Centre, and she have to return to her work and projects too.

And can we just say, we're glad the couple is still in good terms after the recent not-so-great rumors?

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user OMG, missed seeing you around, Y/N!

user she's talking about christmas in australia and their japan getaway? I need all the details!!

user she said they went to kyoto, disneyland, tried some street foods and traditional tea ceremony🥺

user i'm so happy y/n and oscar are still going strong and just ignore the haters and rumour

user their holiday stories are giving me major FOMO

user you radiate beauty and glow when you are unproblematic<3

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yourusername in 2023, my journey went from ginger to black, mirroring the different stages of my life. It's like a colorful map of my growth and transformation, representing the beautiful journey i've had. Grateful for the lessons, the love, and the incredible people i met along the way❤️

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yourbff always proud of you!!❤️

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landonorris what's wrong with the last photo?

yourusername my reaction when u got pole in Brazil

landonorris really?

yourusername whatever makes u happy🤗

user wish you nothing but the best, y/n❤️

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notes: honestly, i really want to put some conflict but i dunnoooo i can't bring myself to do it because i love them so much<///3 i dont want to mess with their lovey-dovey bickering dynamic:((( Maybe in the next part, I'll toss in some drama to keep things interesting hahaha lol. Thankyou for reading this chapter and hope u like it. Anyways, what do you think so far? Share your thoughts and let's have a chitchat with me<3

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kairiscorner · 7 months

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˗ˏˋ ✮ kairi's AUtober !

day 3: single dad miguel o'hara

a big, busy man with round, dark red sunglasses came to your daycare looking a bit awkward, darting his head from both sides, seeing all the daycare caretakers and parents with their kids; hearing the sounds of joyful laughter, tantrums, crying, and kids just being kids. he approached you by the counter, holding his toddler in his arms; the toddler played with his hair and giggled as she did, while the man himself showed no visible emotions to her touch. "excuse me," he muttered underneath his breath as he looked at you from underneath his dark red sunglasses, his dark, curly hair draping over his forehead and brushing over it as he tried to level with you to speak with you.

you turned around and smiled up at him, looking over at his young daughter who was twirling his hair with her tiny hand. "yes, sir? how may i help you?" you asked him as he took his daughter away from his hair and cooed to her in a soft, soothing whisper. "i'd like to leave my daughter here at the daycare, just for a few hours." he told you as his daughter babbled and stuck her tongue out up at her dad. you nodded, your smile not leaving your face as you looked at the two of them and scoured under the desk for a sign-up sheet he were to fill up.

"ay, briella, mija, don't chew on papà's glasses; he needs these." he gently chided his toddler as he took the glasses away from her little hands that she managed to sneak from under (or over, rather) his nose. you giggled a little at their shenanigans and got back to the man with a form; you directed him where to sign, explaining the vital terms and conditions, with him humming and nodding in understanding, while he cradled his little girl in his arms and snuck kisses on the top of her head. "thanks," he told you as he began to sign away, still clutching on to his daughter with one arm and writing and signing away a storm with his other arm. you noted that the man was... very built, his polo shirt's sleeves weren't helping you redirect your attention towards other matters, because they looked as if they were on the brink of popping if he moved another muscle.

as he signed away, his daughter made eye contact with you; you noticed her big, beautiful dark brown eyes and the way her little lips curved into a smile as she giggled when she looked at you. you giggled in return and made a silly face, delighting the little one even more; you entertained the little girl as her father signed the papers and handed them to you, though he caught you in the middle of doing an impersonation of elmo or some other character, while his daughter giggled and laughed even louder. he gave a slight smile at you and raised an eyebrow.

"was that... kermit?" he asked you, making you feel shy as you tried to explain who you were really impersonating to him. "hah, i see, well... it's quite cute. made my little girl laugh, so, i like it; care to teach me how to do that? it's like the only characters i can impersonate are... the beast from that one disney princess movie, and the big blue spotty monster from that other disney movie." "oh, the beast from beauty and the beast and sully from monsters inc?" you chimed in, making him nod slowly and chuckle again. "yeah, yeah, those guys; you really know your stuff. briella keeps calling me 'kitty', and i always have to correct her that i'm not 'kitty' i'm 'papà'." he rambled, gushing about his beloved daughter.

you smiled at his little anecdote, and when you got the form back from him, you quickly skimmed through it. his name? you made sure every necessary information box and blank was filled out: miguel o'hara. occupation? a geneticist at alchemax corporation, and then some. he seemed to be okay and accounted for, but then something caught your eye... 'marital status: single.'

your eyes practically popped out of their sockets and your mouth must've made a noise when it hit the core of the earth, because—

"how on earth is such a perfect man and dad single?"

"excuse me?"

...

you stuttered out your apologies, trying to explain that you didn't really mean anything bad nor negative by it, you were just... shocked, but why would you be shocked? 'it's none of my business, shit, that was so insensitive of me...' you thought to yourself all anxiously and ashamed, but instead of getting angry, miguel smiled at you and reassured you as you freaked out over your little comment. "it's fine, it's fine—i kinda get that a lot, though, really. don't worry, i don't take offense in it anymore." he tells you as you slowly begin to calm down and compose yourself. "sorry, sir, i just... i was so surprised." "at the fact i'm single?" he asks you with an eyebrow raise. you look him up and down, and at the button near his chest that was on the brink of popping open. you felt yourself grow flustered, and all of a sudden, your mouth moved faster than your brain—

"yes."

and that little comment made him burst out laughing.

this intimidating man who had a terrifying poker face and looks like he could kill you in a matter of seconds was laughing at your honest answer for your surprise. "i was just kidding, but, seriously? you're surprised that i'm single?" he asked you, bewildered that you were actually serious, while you were bewildered at him not realizing how much of a catch he was. he chuckled as he held his daughter closer with his one arm, and extended to you the other one. "let's start over, i'm o'hara, miguel o'hara." he introduced himself to you properly as you took his hand in yours and gave him your name, shaking his hand as he smiled wider. "well, i'd like to leave my daughter, gabriella, here in your daycare's care for a few hours. but a part of me is kinda wanting to stay now." he admitted, with you raising an eyebrow and grinning. "why's that?" you asked him as he gazed back at you and chuckled, shrugging as he held his daughter's tiny hand in his own. "because i'd... like to get to know this sweet person in front of me even more. maybe get to know if... you're single, too? if you are..." he trailed off as he smirked at you and looked at you underneath his dark red sunglasses, and you swore he gave a wink at you from underneath, paralyzing you in your place as you fell for his charms. "...i can fix that for you."

before you could say anything, miguel then kissed his daughter's cheek and blew a raspberry into her cheek; making her squeal as miguel entered the 'loving, silly dad' mode and played with her—making your heart soar as you watched this beautiful man act like the perfect role model and father. he really was a catch, and, if he meant what he said... would you maybe give him a chance?

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lizzieonka · 23 days

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Unpopular opinion: There is no Link Click “trio.” It’s just the ShiGuang Duo + Qiao Ling

Now, before the Qiao Ling fans come after me, I just want to make it clear that I do not hate Qiao Ling. She’s a queen, and I love her. What I do hate, however, is the writers’ neglect of her character.

Warning: This will contain major Link Click season 1 and 2 spoilers.

Cheng Xiaoshi, Lu Guang, and Qiao Ling have been marketed as the main trio right from the OPs and EDs all the way to the different official artworks and PVs. But despite this, Qiao Ling has never been portrayed like a protagonist in the story itself. Her value has always been tied to some other character, and what’s sadder is that even as a supporting character, she’s still being neglected by the writers.

Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang both have something in themselves that push the story forward. Cheng Xiaoshi’s recklessness in s1 is what gives tension to the dives and what leads to the overarching plot related to Emma. His planning in s2 also keeps the plot going. On the other hand, Lu Guang acts as the voice of reason, grounding the fantasy aspect of the show. His hypocrisy revealed in s2 also reshapes how we view the entire story.

But what about Qiao Ling?

Throughout most of season 1, she’s been kept in the dark about ShiGuang’s powers, which in turn excludes her from a big part of the story. In s1, it was only during the kidnapping arc that we see a bit more about her, but the focus wasn’t on her at all but on some random extra. And at the last episode when she finally gets to be in on the whole eye power thing, Li Tianchen possesses her, overshadowing Qiao Ling entirely and redirecting our attention and interest to him. (Extra: In season 1, between Qiao Ling and Emma, would you dare say Qiao Ling is the protagonist? I bet you won’t.)

Then in s2, despite Qiao Ling’s extra screen time and more involvement in the plot, the neglect of her character is even more palpable. She got possessed by a murderer, nearly killed her friend, and even tried to stab her own brother, but even after all these, we barely get to see how she had to process everything.

It’s really no surprise many people loved this scene:

This, for me, is the one time, the ONE time Qiao Ling is portrayed as a character on equal grounds with Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang. If Link Click were a sports anime, this would be the scene where she discards her role as the female manager over a bunch of male athletes and expresses her desire to become a player as well.

But unfortunately, after this episode, Qiao Ling is once again pushed to the sidelines. She’s a player now, yes, but a player who’s just being pushed along the game. She may take the initiative in some things (like talking to Li Tianxi), but even then, the things she do are all still just to help her friends. You know, like a supporting character. None of what she’s doing is for herself alone. (If any Blue Lock fans are reading this, Qiao Ling has no “ego,” so to speak.)

Qiao Ling has no goals of her own, and this is how the writers failed her.

All the other major characters have their own goals. Heck, even the antagonists are more like protagonists than Qiao Ling.

Cheng Xiaoshi wants to find his parents. And he also just wants to help the people he meets in dives

Lu Guang selfishly broke the rules of time travel just to keep one man alive and will do it again if he must

Li Tianxi betrays her brother and Qian Jin just to find a way home

Li Tianchen approaches ShiGuang and later kidnaps Cheng Xiaoshi because he also wants to go home

And Liu Xiao wants to, I don’t know, change the rules of time and space entirely?

God, writing that last bullet makes me realize that even Liu Xiao, who only showed up in the last episode of season 2, has more weight in the story than Qiao Ling. This is ridiculous.

Seriously, what is Qiao Ling even here for??? Play big sister???

Just market her as a supporting character. It’s fine. She’s still badass.

I also don’t have much hopes over how she will be in season 3 because of how season 2 ended. Qiao Ling seeing Lu Guang’s memories means her worth in s3 will inevitably be tied to this secret. It’s the s1 ending all over again. At the end of s1, her worth was tied to the mysterious Red Eyes. At the end of s2, it’s tied to Lu Guang.

If the Link Click writers are gonna keep pushing her as a protagonist, then they better start treating her like one!

It’s not enough to just give Qiao Ling a goal, by the way (although it is very important too). She must also become a player who has the power to control how the game goes. If she ends up inheriting Li Tianxi’s powers, as many theories have said, then may the drama around her not be focused on how she may leak Lu Guang’s secret at any time.

I don’t know what she could do with her powers, but I think it would be very interesting if she ends up opposing Lu Guang.

Lu Guang wants to keep Cheng Xiaoshi alive, but...

...he’s no longer alive. The Cheng Xiaoshi we see is just a glimpse of the past...

What if… as Qiao Ling sees more of Lu Guang’s memories, she sees more of the real Cheng Xiaoshi and suddenly… wants to let go… wants to move on?

The fandom have talked a lot about how ShiGuang may react once the secret is out. But what about how Qiao Ling would react to it over time as she realizes those memories weren’t just her overthinking things?

In season 1, she couldn’t bear to face that kid’s father for years, and at the end of s2, she couldn’t bear to confront Lu Guang… In s3, how long can she bear looking at her dead brother?

The chances of her “giving up” Cheng Xiaoshi and returning to the original timeline is slim, though. I’m just giving an example of how she can be more like a protagonist.

Anyways, I’ll end here… I still have so many thoughts, but I can’t figure out how to organize them. This has also been in my drafts for over two weeks and I just want to post it already!

#qiao ling #qiao ling meta #shiguang dailiren #link click #时光代理人 #link click spoilers #miyamiwu.meta #miyamiwu.src #link click meta

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emilybahu · 10 days

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Alright you guys, hear me out for a second, I know Lou said at some point that the doesn’t like like idea of onscreen make-out/sex scenes because they don’t really further the story. However, I just feel like if it’s done right it can be so beautiful and show the growth of Buck’s confidence in this relationship and in his identity as a bisexual man.

Scenes like these don’t have to be all hot and steamy, they can be tender and slow and show the characters exploring each other physically and emotionally. So much can be said through a kiss or even just a touch, we see it at the end of 7x04, with The Kiss, we all know how much meaning it had, it wasn’t just a kiss, it was a realization! Then at the end of 7x05 when Buck and Tommy kinda hold hands at the coffee shop. It’s a small gesture, but it shows so much growth in Buck’s confidence in his identity.

Anyway, here’s a little scene that I wrote, just a way that I think they could go about doing a make-out/kiss scene while keeping things from getting too… you know 😳:

What if we got this montage of Buck and Tommy on a date, spending the day together, and they’re having so much fun, smiling, laughing, maybe even holding hands 😊. (This would be like a couple months into them being together)

Then we see them at the end of the date at Buck’s place just hanging out for a few minutes, and they’re talking about what a nice time they had, and trying to plan another date with their crazy hours.

Buck and Tommy are standing close to begin with, but Tommy takes a step closer putting a hand on the counter next to Buck’s and the other on his face. He’s going to give Buck a kiss goodbye for the night, which isn’t new anymore, but they still both get some butterflies anyway.

Tommy kisses Buck sweetly and gently, and Buck slides his hands up Tommy’s chest until his arms are around his neck, pulling him ever so slightly closer. Buck was enjoying this a lot, even though he’s kissed Tommy plenty at this point he still feels like he can’t get enough.

Of course as that thought goes through Buck’s head Tommy begins to pull away. Buck lets his disappointment at Tommy’s pulling away be known with a quiet hum. He quietly snickers at this as Buck tries to chase his lips with his own. Tommy then leans down again laying small kisses down Buck’s jaw and moving his hand from the counter to Buck’s waist, gently rubbing his thumb over his ribs.

At that moment, Buck sighed softly. Then Tommy stopped to look at him to make sure he wasn’t going too far, (Buck was still new to dating men after all). As it turned out though Tommy didn’t have to be worried about that tonight because as soon as he pulled away from his jaw Buck was redirecting his face so their lips could meet again.

The kiss stayed soft and slow, as it was before, but still Tommy gives a surprised hum, not expecting Buck to be so forward. He’s not complaining though as Buck moves a hand down his back, slowly pulling them together until their bodies are fully against each other. At this Tommy gripped Buck’s waist a little tighter, causing him to hum into the kiss as well.

As they slowly parted, they pecked each other’s lips and leaned their foreheads together as they smiled at each other.

Tommy was so proud of Buck, he’s been enjoying watching his confidence grow on every date, and tonight… well that had to have been the best kiss yet. Confidence looks and feels good rolling off of Buck and Tommy is excited to see what even more confidence does for him.

For now though, even though they want nothing more than to be wrapped around each other, Tommy steps away slightly“that was quite the good night kiss there Evan” he said breathlessly, his hand still resting on Buck’s waist.

Buck responded with a dazed “y-yeah it sure was” still seemingly lost in his own little world leaning his head into Tommy’s hand.

“Hey Evan,” Tommy said gently, taking his other hand off Buck’s waist and running it through his hair “you still with me.”

This seemed to pull Buck out of his trance a little bit “hmmm yeah…” he said with a sweet smile turning his head slightly to kiss his palm “definitely still with you Tommy”.

Tommy smiled at this and said “good, you’re adorable Evan,” he lightly chuckled, “I had a great day with you today!”

At this Buck blushed and ducked his head, then looked back up and said “I had a great day with you too Tommy, you really know how to show a guy a good time!”

“Mmmm… I do, don’t I?” Tommy asked as Buck kissed his jaw lightly.

Buck responded with a slightly muffled “mmmhhhmmm” as he pulled Tommy closer into a hug and nuzzled his face into his neck. And that’s how they stood for a few more minutes, basking in each other’s warmth, enjoying being held.

Eventually Tommy ducked his head down and kissed Buck’s temple then whispered “god, I wish I didn’t have a shift tomorrow…. I really should be going…” giving Buck an extra tight squeeze before pulling away enough to give Buck another quick peck on the lips.

“Ok then, I’ll see you soon, drive safe, text me when you get home, yeah?” Buck said quietly before loosening his grip on Tommy and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“Yes, definitely,” Tommy said “for take out and a movie” he pauses to give Buck a short, sweet, passionate kiss, “and definitely more of this.” Then Tommy winked and shot him a seductive grin.

At that Buck felt like he might just melt into the floor “oh-ok you’d better get out of here before I never let you leave.” He said, lightly pushing Tommy’s chest away.

“Ok, ok” Tommy said, smiling as he stepped back, letting his hands slip from where they were lying on Buck’s waist, before bringing them up to hold his hands. Tommy turned and started toward the door, basically dragging Buck with him.

“What? You planning on taking me with you?” Buck giggled.

“Mmmm that sounds like a good idea, not tonight though,” Tommy chuckles as they reach the door.“I will text you when I get home, and we’ll plan our next date soon” he says quietly as he lands one last peck on Buck’s lips. He begins to open the door as he pulls away “goodbye Evan, see you soon” Tommy says, grinning, as he’s walking backwards down the hall he winks and adds an “I miss you already” as if he’s trying to make Buck even more flustered than he already is.

Buck blushes and slightly stutters “g-goodbye Tommy, s-see you soon” he stands in his open doorway watching until he can no longer see Tommy in the hallway. As soon as Buck closes the door he’s got his back against it and is sliding down to the floor.

“Wow” Buck whispers to himself as he cards his hands through his hair, smiles softly and leans his head against the door. Buck lets himself sit there for a while, taking in the silence, thinking about how wonderful his day with Tommy had been. He hadn’t realized how long he was sitting there until his phone buzzed in his pocket, it was Tommy:

‘Home safe, sleep well Evan 😘’

Buck quickly responded:

‘Good, you sleep well too Tommy 😘’

With that Buck finally pulled himself from the floor and stretched a little bit before locking his door. He then walked upstairs and got ready for bed, smiling to himself the whole time. Buck gets settled in bed, and he drifts off to sleep still smiling, thoughts of their day and evening still running through his head.

The End

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yanderes-galore · 2 months

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I said you wouldn't be hearing from me until the 16th, but I am a peepaw enjoyer, I must confess 😌 Can I please request romantic yandere Otto Hightower? Sorry this doesn't use any prompts, but you can choose between a general concept or an alphabet. Thanks!

🕊️ anon

Was originally making this a concept, but now I want to experiment with an Alphabet to see if I can get his character right. Not proofread, may contain mistakes. I appreciate feedback!

Yandere Alphabet - Otto Hightower

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Arranged marriage, Mentioned age gap at times (Otto is in his 30s I think), Manipulation, Possessive behavior, Controlling behavior, Toxic relationship/marriage, A section mentioning pregnancy/need for heirs (If you're Female), Violence, Blood mention, Medieval concepts, Death mention, Attempted murder mentioned, Physical punishment (It's Westeros... I kept it vague to not cause discomfort but think whips/something similar), Dubious/Forced relationship.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

When he does manage to fall for his arranged spouse I imagine he's more physically affectionate than anything. He knows eventually (if you're female) you two will have heirs together. As a result, he wants to earn your trust instead of ignoring you.

Otto has times where he can be intense. He is manipulative to many, including you. There's no doubt he'd manipulate you into giving him affection when he feels like it.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

In ASOIAF and the media it inspires, getting bloody isn't anything new. Despite that... Otto isn't really one to get all that bloody. He prefers manipulating others into doing his dirty work.

He likes control.

So if he wanted someone around you gone, he can just order it done. That or he'll redirect you away, chastising you for speaking to other men.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

He doesn't abduct you, but I guess I can count this as when you two are arranged to marry. He starts off cold and demanding, but soon tries to create a warmer (yet controlling) relationship between you two. He wouldn't really mock you.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Yes, he would.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

He isn't vulnerable in general and starts cold. However, over time he does realize you have made your way into his mind and heart. Now he can't help but want to hold you close....

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Otto would reprimand you before ordering in a punishment for you. You can assume what that may be... it was very common for men to do to their spouses in Westeros.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

Not really and he doesn't.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

The punishments I would assume. Westeros is very physical with their punishments. By the end of it you'll probably have some bruises or lashings. However, Otto prefers to refrain from that. Especially when his obsession settles in.

He plans to cultivate your loyalty with words, not anything too physical.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

He plans to make you his loyal spouse. If you're female/have ovaries... he'll make you bear his heirs. Then Alicent can have some half-siblings, yeah?

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Yes but he disguises it. If you make him jealous he definitely makes the other man (or woman) disappear. They'll be gone, perhaps in a bloodbath or well planned assassination.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

At first he's Cold, Distant, Controlling, and a bit Derogatory. Although as his obsession grows, he becomes more Affectionate, Manipulative, Possessive, Obsessive, Selfish and Overprotective.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

I personally think Otto met you in an arranged marriage after his unknown wife died. He's pressured into finding a new spouse and decides to marry you. As a result I feel Otto starts cold and distant with you.

Over time he begins to give in and at least try to communicate with you. Soon he finds you to actually be appealing company. Even more so when you interact with Alicent well.

When he starts making an effort to know his spouse, he ends up attached. You're no doubt younger than him as most arranged marriages go. Despite this he doesn't mind.

Although... soon he finds himself unable to part from you. He wants you always by his side. He wants you to himself.

Maybe he does really love you... more than he thought.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Not really.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

I want to keep this vague but it's definitely physical. Think things like whips since it's Westeros. Although... he may also do something more intimate if he feels it.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Most if not all of them.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

He can be patient, although he seems like his patience would be limited.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

He probably would... but he finds it odd how he's more connected with you than his previous wife. Your death would affect Otto quite a bit. He doesn't want any other spouse but you now.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

No and no.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Duty and curiosity.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He usually gives you your space, but maybe he decides to pull you into his lap and hold you. Even if you struggle he doesn't really care. He doesn't like his spouse throwing a fit.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

SKIPPED

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

There isn't one that I can think of, unless you plan on having him assassinated or something?

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

No, not usually. He'll respect you that much unless you're purposefully trying to fight him.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Not a worship yandere but he goes to great lengths to keep you under his control as his spouse. As said before, he likes control. So he wants you to listen to his every word.

He's your husband, isn't he?

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

It takes him some time but he doesn't pine all that much. In this case it's an arranged marriage... but it may take a few months before he begins to obsess over you.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

It isn't really his goal.

#yandere house of the dragon #yandere hotd #yandere asoiaf #yandere a song of ice and fire #yandere otto hightower

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solomon + jealousy

✎a/n: a little toxicity, as a treat! its ok bc solomon is a male manipulator anyways but hes fictional so its hot. also i was going to combine these w the request we got for the same thing but nsfw but that part ended up running a little long and is gonna need its own post so. look forward to that ig!

✰warnings: jealousy, duh

✉: might b toxic of me but 👉👈 solomon jealousy headcanons? 🥺

When it comes to him being jealous, Solomon is of course more composed and restrained than most other characters, with the only exception probably being Simeon or Diavolo. He of course knows how to handle himself in tricky situations, which is convenient considering there is hardly anything that *doesn’t* make him jealous. Someone else is talking to you for too long? Looking at you? You’re laughing because of them? Or even just smiling? He’s already concocting some kind of mischievous plan to steal you back, because he’s almost thoroughly convinced that everyone is out to get him by stealing you away

There are many different approaches that I can see Solomon taking in equal amounts, honestly. He would probably first and foremost try to assert himself in the situation, feeling threatened by things that are seemingly miniscule. He somehow won you over from the likes of seven high ranking demons and the demon prince himself, but now he’s feeling the pressure just as much as he’s feeling inferior eyes on you. So of course, naturally for him, he interferes. He is more than comfortable butting in on situations that he’s unfamiliar with or unwelcome to, so fully expect him to inject his opinion on any friendly conversation you may be having

To other people, Solomon may seem like his typical friendly self, but you know him better than anyone else, and it’s *very* easy to see that he’s competing with unwilling opponents. He’s devious, sneaking in phrases that claim you as his, even trying to dominate the topic so he can make the fact that you’re his partner be relevant. Solomon isn’t the type to threaten other people, but to more so let them know he is in charge, and that he has every reason to be confident. Often, he tries to redirect the situation in ways that may scare his ‘opponent’ off, or make a clear exit for you. He makes his reasons up on the spot because honestly? Male manipulator

He doesn’t necessarily get touchy, but he will engage in more subtle touches like placing his hand on your shoulder to make room for himself when he pops up out of the blue at the perfect opportunity, as per usual. Sometimes it’s just to show people how comfortable the two of you are with each other, but other times it’s more firm, like he’s giving you some kind of warning

Other times he just observes from a distance, because he knows that he doesn’t need to be as jealous as he is and that he should just trust you and let you live, but he’s always looking over his shoulder to see if he needs to intervene

Overall, Solomon is a fairly jealous partner, but he’s doing his best to not let it interfere. If things go too far, though, he tries to make himself and his position with you the center of attention if he doesn’t just remove you from the situation entirely. He’s all about establishing dominance and status, rather than making any kind of scene. However, he isn’t afraid to tease and fluster you as long as it means you’ll start paying more attention to him

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simeon, diavolo

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can i request sub!steve and he has had the biggest crush on reader and he’s completely head over heels for her and he gets rlly shy and stuttery every time he tries to talk to reader? could reader also be fem!reader pls? love ur writing!

NEVER IN YOUR SUN. + STEVE HARRINGTON

masterlist. / taglist. / any request? summary. Steve Harrington made you a music tape. He felt as if he was dying, or at the very least on the verge of dying, his heart pounding against his chest. He paced around his house, a piece of paper twiddling between his fingers on which he had written your phone number. author's note. This is me pleading with someone to give me shows/movies with small fandoms like the society, the 100, my babysitters a vampire, and moxie so that I can help the under appreciated characters in need. everyone thank @hprefect for proofreading!

[ ❥ ] pairing. steve harrington x reader

[ ❥ ] word count. 2.9k

[ ❥ ] genre. fluff

[ ❥ ] warnings. fem reader, not show canon, slut steve, one sided pining, friends to lovers, slight enemies to lovers, misunderstanding, himbo steve, simping, good 80s music, king steve

Steve Harrington hated driving around in his dad's car.

Although it was majorly convenient–considering the number of times he would creep down the steps of his home and snatch the keys from the hook before slipping out of the front door, just to meet up with his usual group of friends that spent all night partying and drinking–it didn't take away the stress of actually being behind the wheel, swerving down the dark Hawkins roads, intoxicated.

Getting your license when you were of age was a necessity in the small town, not having to bike around to places or take the school bus with everyone else was like the entrance to the unwritten passageway of being at-all relevant at Hawkins High School.

Steve didn't really understand the whole “rules” thing, but he wasn't one to stick a toe out of place seeing what the “less fortunate” students in school had to deal with in terms of not being “cool enough”.

Steve was cozy and comfortable with his statue at the top and wanted the status quo to stay as such all the way until he graduated.

He had gotten used to it so far, being popular for most of his life. Since there weren't any new people in the rural town in Indiana, everyone just sort of grew into their respective places of cliches.

Despite his forward image of being "King Steve", he was still a teenage boy who didn’t understand the hearts and minds of women his age.

As the last class bell rang, signaling everyone to go home, it was normal for teens to linger outside of the school–waiting for buses, their parents or chatting with friends.

Steve was doing the latter, leaning his butt on the back of his father's car as Tommy had his own parked next to him, standing between Carol's thighs as she sat perched on the trunk of his hood.

Steve didn't find the conversation that they were having very interesting, mostly because the couple made him feel like a third wheel by redirecting whatever he would respond with to whispering something sexual to each other.

The main reason behind the problem was Tommy didn't know how to whisper correctly, as his lewd comments made Steve cringe more word by word, curling into himself as his arms crossed, pretending like he wasn’t hearing his friends talk about having rough car sex in earshot of him.

Steve didn't want to come off as sour, nervous to tell the two to knock it off because his weekly girlfriend had recently ghosted him–just because he had moaned another girl's name during sex.

He thought it was a totally normal and very common mistake. Steve rolled his eyes, noticing Tommy shoving his tongue down Carol's throat and grasping at her thighs as he pushed against her.

He knew that he couldn't get angry about it, not bothering to hide his own displays of affection to other women in public that he had been dating, but it didn't make it less awkward being someone on the outside looking in.

Then there was you, standing just at the corner of his eye, wrestling to get your bike out of the stand, with your messenger bag strap hoisted around your shoulder.

Fumbling with the lock on your bike, you seemed to have forgotten the password.

For some reason, this mesmerized Steve. You were always the one girl in his entire grade to catch his eye.

Maybe it was because of how your brown skin seemed to glow as you sat at your desk in the only class you two shared, your chin always resting on your palm as you slouched against the desk.

Maybe it was because you two used to be best friends before Steve gained his "King'' status as a freshman in high school. Or because you cursed at him and sneered at Coral for accidentally bumping into you in the lunch line, the mess from her lunch tray colliding with the book cover you held in your hands.

Steve had noticed it was the same book that you liked to hide your nose in between the pages of, your glare pointed at him the second she had collided with you.

You hadn't taken too kindly to the exchange.

Thinking it was just another one of Harrington's shitty jokes, whenever you caught him having fallen trance to your looks, you would return his hopelessly romantic look with an almost deadly glare.

Ignoring the fact that he was weirdly attracted to you, simply wanting to earn back your attention since you were just so beautiful in a quiet way.

Since then, Steve hasn’t seemed to make it up to you, not knowing when the relationship between you two drifted apart.

Being caught up in being someone he wasn't all the time was confusing, but the only thing that seemed to stay the same was you.

He hated how you just seemed to be the main reason he couldn't figure out women, like a puzzle missing a single piece, and only as he was reaching to finish the puzzle you had taken a sledgehammer to the table and scattered all the pieces again.

He knew the feelings he had for you were more severe than just missing the friend he once had.

You were just so hard to talk to, he thought, his eyes squinting as Jonathan Byers walked up to you, Steve watching how your eyelashes fluttered and your face curved into a bright smile to greet your friend.

God, how he wished that smile was directed towards him.

You were friends with Jonathan, he knew, watching as you made small talk by the bike rack.

Jonathan reached down to unlock your bike for you as you made some type of big gesture reaching out your arms before pulling Jonathan into an embrace.

“Dude, Steve, did you hear me? We’re gonna head out,” Tommy interrupted, snapping his fingers in front of his face, Steve flinched away, pushing Tommy’s arms as he rolled his shoulders back.

“Alright, alright I got it, see you guys later,” Steve grumbled, mentally deciding that staring at you the entire time was getting a little weird as he hopped into the driver's side of the car.

Just as he was about to pull out of his parking lot his foot slammed against the brake, his head peeking out the car window after hearing a thud.

"What the fucking fuck Harrington," your voice startled him out of his car, leaving the door open as he ran to your aid.

Seeing your bike practically under his tire, the handlebars bent at an ugly angle, no doubt broken, he was at least happy that you weren't the one under the tire.

Your eyes are big, almost like a deer caught in headlights before switching to your usual glare at Steve.

The boy almost freezes as you look up at him, his mouth opening to apologize or at least say something that would save him from your sharp tongue.

"Hello, Earth to Steve. You ruined my bike." He'd just realized how long he'd been staring at your face, which had turned a flushed pink as his hands stretched at his side.

"Uh, yeah I—I’m, I'm so sorry." Steve stuttered out.

You moaned, hunching down to your knees and burying your face in your hands. "Fucking hell, Steve," your groan was muffled in a whine as Steve paced behind his car, mind racing with ways to not screw up any more than he already had.

"Okay wait, I'm gonna back up and–yeah." Not finishing his sentence as he sprints towards the front of the car, pulling just a bit forward and bouncing off of the metal of the bike. It was still usable, as you yanked your bike from the ground, climbing over the seat, wanting to do nothing else but get home.

"Steve," you shout. Looking at you from his rearview mirror, gripping his knuckles white against the leather steering wheel, he bowed his head for just a moment.

"Y—yeah, yes?" Steve’s brain was fumbling as he swore he could feel smoke coming out of his ears from the thoughts firing in front of your presence.

Who would’ve thought that you could be the only woman to make King Harrington so nervous? Just now realizing how loud his radio was, he reached to dial down the volume enough to hear you.

"What song is this?" you asked, pushing yourself closer to the car window as Steve was caught a little off guard by the sudden question, being the only actual conversation you had given him the chance to have in years.

Wearing taffeta and lace

That matched her braided hair

With their coraled beads that sang to me

The lyrics in the background hummed, as Steve refused to make eye contact with you, standing so close to him, glancing at his lap as his words were once again caught in his throat.

Not wanting to slip out the fact that when he first heard the song, he instantly thought about you and had not stopped listening to it since, caught in an unbearable loop.

His hand accidentally hit his own horn as a car behind him had honked.

Upon reminding Steve that he was in fact sitting parked in the middle of the exit way, hearing you giggle at the interaction only added onto to his flushed state, finding yourself noticing how adorable it was to see Steve so nervous for no reason.

"Alright, I’ll spare you just this once, Harrington. Just promise me you’ll tell me later, okay?" he heard you say, watching you pedal away ahead of him.

Reaching the exit of the parking lot, grinning as you waved your hand, still looking ahead, Steve wanted so badly for the conversation to continue.

Smacking his fist against the wheel, flinching as he honked his horn once again, swearing under his breath, he accelerated forward, dialing up his music as he tried to process what the hell just happened.

Your last words to him, already circling his thoughts. "Just promise to tell me later?" meaning that you wanted to talk to him again?

You were truly going to be the fucking death of him. Steve couldn't count the number of times he had found himself glancing in your direction, only to find you already staring at him.

The first time he'd caught you was when his eyes trailed up your thigh.

His bottom lip got caught between his teeth, just as he glazed up to your torso.

His blood ran cold as he met your gaze, his hand wiping any traces of drool from his mouth as he nervously chuckled.

Trying to point at the window trying to come up with the excuse that he was “just staring out the window” and “totally not checking you out”, you mouthed something to him, almost as if you were begging him to watch your lips.

Your mouth curled with every syllable, finishing whatever you were saying with a grin and your eyebrows raised. That's when Steve watched you attempt to repeat the string of sentences.

This time he was actually paying attention before he realized what you were saying to him.

“My eyes are up here Steve.”

I looked up at her and smiled

And said, why I don't know

But would she agree, to stay with me

As the bell rings, you pack up everything into your binder hurrying for the next class period.

You’re both surprised to see Steve standing beside you, his hand clutching the strap of his book bag as he gives you a nervous closed-mouth grin.

“Well good evening Harrington, come to get a closer look at my thighs?” Steve’s brows furrowing in confusion he didn't understand why you would switch from addressing him to his first name one second only to call him by his last a second later.

Maybe you were still pissed at him, he thought. You giggled watching the familiar pink tint flush across his face. “Oh the song!” you suddenly smiled, your eyes beaming brightly up at him in a way that made Steve’s knees buckle, his mouth opening before he could close it again, wincing at himself before covering it up with another nervous chuckle. So much for King Steve.

"Yeah! yeah , the–the song, uh, it's…Never in Your Sun by Stevie Wonder, I uh, recently just started listening to it and it just sort of…stuck." Steve was trying hard not to stammer his words, but it was so damn hard to act normal when you were looking at him like that, like you and him were the only two people in the classroom.

“Stevie Wonder huh, okay white boy I see you.” you smile, playfully punching his shoulder as you gestured for him to follow you to your next class. “Oh wait, awe man, I'm totally gonna forget if I don't write this down.” Steve watched you shuffle your arm around in your messenger bag before pulling out a black ink pen, scribbling the song name onto the back of your hand and then without any protest taking Steve’s hand in yours, inking your number onto the back of his with big bold black ink.

“Can't believe we’ve known each other for so long and you’ve never called me once in your life, Harrington.” there you go calling him Harrington again with that look on your face, it was like you were toying with his head, knowing that teasing him would cause him to short circuit–almost like you got a rise out of it. “I say–for putting me through so much emotional stress–you owe my own music tape.”

The request left Steve a bit stunned as his foot dragged against the floor stumbling over his feet catching himself on your shoulder as you suddenly paused, “Only of songs that you’d think I'd like though, I'm putting trust in your music taste right now white boy,” you waved him off, parting to walk to your next class leaving Steve tongue-tied as he cringed, realizing how little he responded to you.

It took Steve only a day, a whole fucking day, to try to fix every single song he could fit on the tape.

He raised it above his head, almost like it was a nobel prize, “for [childhood nickname]” it read. The case was just plain clear plastic, no funny designs but the bold scribble of font on the front.

When you found it in your locker the next morning, you were less concerned on the speed with which it was created, moreso on how the hell Steve had managed to get into your locker.

Even more, that he probably bribed someone to give him your locker combo.

But it was passed aside the moment you stepped inside your bedroom, fishing for the clear case and tossing your bag on the floor, flopping on your mattress and pressing play on the cassette player.

Not bothering to hide your excitement, as the first song played through your headphones, your feet kicked up and you neglected to brush the knot of curls from your forehead as you pushed the front of your face into your duvet to muffle a yelp.

Not quite believing yet that Steve Harrington, the King of Hawkins, had made you a music tape.

“for [childhood nickname]”

Never in Your Sun — Stevie Wonder

Every Little Thing She Does is Magic — The Police

Just Like Heaven — The Cure

Everywhere — Fleetwood Mac

Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes — Paul Simon

Maneater — Hall & Oates

Steve felt like he was dying–or at least felt close to it–his heart hammering against his chest as his fingers curled around the phone line connected to his wall.

Listening to the dial tone managed to get his heart racing as he bit his lip, his mind raking over every possibility that could have been your reaction to the tape.

Just the mere thought of you managed to cloud all of his thoughts for the entire day, from the plush of your thighs as you sat down in a chair, to the way your plump lips formed every word.

He wanted to hear from you the instant he had gotten home, but alas, under all of that expensive hairspray, Steve Joseph Harrington, was actually a huge fucking softie.

Procrastinating the time for as long as he could, he had paced around his home with the piece of paper he had written your number on twiddling between his fingers.

“Harrington?” was the first thing that came from his phone, already feeling himself get breathless as he exhaled away from the phone. “I never expected you to be such a musical softie. I really like it.”

“Really? like …really?” Steve freezes, not expecting you to praise him this much. It was actually starting to become a little overwhelming in his mind.

“Yes, really Steve, thank you so much.” Hearing your laugh helped any ounce of insecurity clear from his mind as he couldn't help but to copy the breathy chuckle.

“Well, I mean I'm like, happy you like them so much,” he smirked, his smile so large on his face that it was starting to strain the muscles in his mouth, half convinced the look would be stuck there forever.

The effect you had on him should have been considered illegal. “So.. Do I need to worry about lyrics and song titles, or is it only a vibe thing?”

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Annabeth in PJO episode 3

Ok because a few people requested, here are the thoughts I had on Annabeth's characterization in episode three. I wrote it out and it's literally a whole essay so I'm putting it under a cut lolol also spoiler warning for discussion of themes in Mark of Athena, but I'll put another warning before that part.

I was watching and thinking about how in a way Annabeth is the main character of this episode. In the beginning when they stop to get snacks, we see her on her own in the gas station store (which I'd say is somewhat notable considering that Percy is the sole narrator of the books, meaning we only ever get to see what he sees). We hear Grover talk about monsters hunting demigods while we simultaneously see Annabeth pursued by the fury. This establishes an image of what her life was like before camp. We imagine the type of monsters that have sabotaged her attempts at normalcy. She's just a kid buying snacks!! And she is so like Percy in the way her normal life has been disrupted over and over.

Later in the woods, when Percy suggests calling her mom, the way she says "excuse me?" isn't just annoyed at his stupidity. You can hear the actual emotional injury in her delivery. Like the equivalent of a typical kid with a typical absent parent receiving a jab about it. Percy assumes that they're close because Athena gifted Annabeth the Yankees cap. But the fact that they're not makes this look a lot more like a deadbeat parent throwing gifts at their child thinking that makes up for their absence. Just enough to maintain Annabeth's hope for her mother's love and approval.

"You're loyal to your mother?" "Yes!" "You love her?" "Yes! Of course I do!" She is still captivated by the idea of having that motherly love. That perfect family.

And then Medusa is telling her story, and the writers give us explicit permission to understand this as describing Annabeth's story. Annabeth, like Medusa, is trying so hard to receive love and to feel like she is enough, fighting for Athena's approval. And then the son of Poseidon, like Medusa describes Poseidon himself (purely going off of what medusa says in this story, rather than the myth itself, for narrative purposes), comes along and promises her that love, shows her that affection. And she starts to think maybe she is enough! She is lovable! Annabeth starts to heal from the wounds caused by her abandonment.

(Mark of Athena spoilers btw)

And then Athena, who she spent so long fighting for the approval of and who was the one who caused those wounds that Percy helped her recover from, comes back and says Annabeth is a disgrace and a failure, just like she did with Medusa.

Poseidon also abandons Medusa in her story. His promises of love her empty, and Medusa is left alone, with nothing. Double abandonment whammy. So like we can imagine if we apply this to Annabeth, the amount of apprehension and fear about letting Percy in and believing that she is lovable, because what if it's a lie?

Slight Medusa aside: she only begins to act "monstrously" when she tries to manipulate Percy in the kitchen, once again drawing a parallel between herself and another woman. But this time it's Sally Jackson who she doesn't even know. She tries to turn Percy against Annabeth because she thinks Annabeth will turn against her. She sees herself in Annabeth and at the same time is redirecting her own pain at her.

"We are not our parents until we choose to be, and you two have chosen." As if humans are static. As if we aren't a continual work in progress. Always growing and changing. As if we don't learn our lessons in our own time.

(Tagging the people who requested this! Hope you enjoyed my whole ass ted talk!!)

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So to this day there's still no "official" answer/explanation how and why Azula's fire is blue? And why she's the only character with blue fire

There is actually: Aesthetic. The showrunners felt it'd be a good idea to have a character with a fire of different color to make the fights between firebenders look more interesting, and to make sure the audience wouldn't be confused.

As to why blue was chosen, that starts to tie in with the character itself a bit more. Azula is a prodigy, VERY dangerous, a big step up from Zhao as the season's villain/rival for Zuko, and defined by being a calculating, precise character. Even her fighting style is different, with her using just two fingers to create her flames instead of her whole hand, and eventually she started using those REALLY cool boots that used her flames as fuel to make her literally fly.

And blue fire, in the real world, is "purer", burns hotter and is generally safer to use because it's more precise. "Azul" literally means blue, so the name was given to the character whose whole deal was being better than everyone else.

There are things Azula can't do - like redirect lightining (though she never tried to, so we don't know how that'd go) or generating it in a blink of an eye like Ozai did during the invasion, and her flames turn yellow once she is no longer controling them (and they were NOT blue at all during the events of "Zuko Alone", so she developed that over time). But her blue flames are clearly a way to signal that she could one day become THE strongest, most dangerous firebender ever.

The biggest proof of it is that fact that she is the only human with flames of a different color, but the dragons have rainbow flames. This goes beyond just being a prodigy, girl's power level is beyond human.

And what do we see in The Southern Raiders, in what's basically a prelude to the Last Agni Kai, after both Zuko meeting the dragons and Azula being "betrayed" by her friends?

Zuko's flames are still the same, but he can push Azula's blue flames away from him without trouble, something he had never done before - and she's now creating said flames with her whole hand instead of her more efficient, typical method of just using two fingers for extra precision.

Zuko is getting stronger and picking up more skill, while Azula is still just as powerful as she always was... but is starting to lose part of her calculating mentality during fights due to emotional turmoil, relying just on sheer raw power, which she has A LOT of, to the point that she can still generate lighting during a full mental breakdown.

So there you have it, girly has blue flames because:

1 - It's cool and pretty to look at

2 - Let's not confuse the 7-year-olds during firebending duels

3 - The show itself is visually telling us "Bitch built different, do NOT fuck with her"

#azula meta

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ryxiez · 1 year

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HI!! I dont know how I found you literally as you just posted your masterlist, but its nice to run into another new obey me acc! :]

could I request some headcanons/drabbles for the demon brothers (or whichever characters u would like, Im not picky) with a super like. Fragile MC? IDK HOW TO PUT WHAT I MEAN—Ig an mc that's prone to getting hurt, bruises easily, is on the weaker side, etc etc. Maybe the demons are kinda like?? Anxious that if they're not gentle enough they'll accidentally break them or smth.

Thank you for requesting! I hope this is what you meant cause I kinda took different styles with a few of them. Also sorry for any spelling mistakes, I’m writing this half asleep >_<

Obey Me! Brothers with fragile!MC (Headcanons)

Fluffy Comforting Headcannons

Mentions the reader/MC getting hurt in some way, no blood mentioned at all

this is kinda how the brothers would react/treat you after you got hurt or they realized you were hurt

≫ ──── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ──── ≪

Ever since you were little you were always called clumsy. Often tripping over your own two feet, bruises and scraps covering spots on your skin.

Lucifer

- Often took notice of the discoloration in your skin, yet never brought it up with you.

- Basically knew what was happening and what was wrong right away

- During your time down there, he always seemed to be coincidently there whenever you would fall, or bump into something, even at school.

- However sometimes he didn't make it in time to catch you, or redirect you, but would always help you up.

- You reasure you that you are okay and only IF no one was around, he would plant a small kiss on where it hurts.

Mammon

- Wouldn't notice until he touched you (like a hug) and you pulled back with a hiss.

- Was very startled and thought he somehow hurt you with his "demon strength".

- He became all panicky with tears in his eyes when you told him you were fine when he knew you weren't.

- Finally he convinced you to show him what you were hiding and he was basically speechless. He couldn't believe he was letting you get hurt when he was supposed to look after you.

- Mammon then pulled you into a hug, avoiding the certain bruise, and told you to call for him whenever you were hurt again.

Leviathan

- You would honestly trip over stuff in his room a lot. Boxes and items on his floor that he didn't want to put away yet because he was gaming.

- He would pause his game right away if he could as soon as he heard a loud thump from behind him.

- Rushing over, he saw tears in your eyes as you held onto your ankle for dear life, rocking back and forth slightly.

- He apologized a million times, stuttering, as he held you close to him, and tried to take a look at your foot after your breathing slowed down again.

- Promises to clean his room for you, which he did, but only a little bit.

Satan

- Same as Levi, has a very messy room but with him he has scattered books and papers everywhere you can't even walk right.

- However, when he first heard you fall, anger struck him more than concern as he turned around with sharp eyes

- That was until he saw you in your weakened state on the floor and he immediately softened up.

- He rushed to your side and asked you were it hurt and how he could help.

- Definitely put a numbing or healing spell on your wound because he couldn't help but feel like it was his fault.

Amsodeus

- He found the discoloration in your skin on one of your many spa days.

- You then had to explain to him how you just seemed to bump into things or just fall a lot and couldn't help it.

- He would almost cry as he caressed your skin with lotions and creams, trying his best to sooth the pain, and it worked.

- Promises to try his best to stay by your side to help, and he even starts carrying bandaids and bruise cream in his purse for you.

- Let's just say you would be having spa days way more often so he can take care of you as much as possible.

Beelzebub

- Both of you made your late night trips to the kitchen as your stomachs rumble. (More so his)

- While stumbling around in the dark, you managed to walk right into the edge of the counter.

- You let out a yelp before holding down on the now pulsating spot, probably scrapped and bruised.

- Beel immediately had a candle lit in your direction as his big hands worked to slowly pry yours off yourself so he could see the wound.

- Would act like he wasn't panicking but he really was on the inside.

- Gave it a kiss before placing a bandaid on it after carrying you to the bathroom.

- Cuddles for the rest of the night while he protected you.

Belphegor

- Tried to cuddle closer to you while he was in your bed one night

- You we’re almost fully asleep until your felt his fingers press too hard on one of the fresh bruises you got this morning.

- You squirmed out of his grasp you you could sit up, trying to get away from the pain

- Belphie was confused and tried until you brought up the bruise he touched

- He apologized with caring eyes before laying you back down to cuddle, this time offering you to share his cow print pillow.

- From now on he was more careful and gentle with his touch

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brainworms-all-night-long · 6 months

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Ok so I have had the self imposed misfortune of witnessing some of the "very missed the mark" takes on Nine or just the show's character portrayal in general and, how can someone be...so mISGUIDED. OUGH!!(snapcube sonic 06 voice)

I do realize that no one with these opinions is probably gonna read this (I mean. I am the Nine The Fox blog basically, what are you doing here if you hate the guy) and also won't change their minds but, I don't care. I'm not making this for those people, I just enjoy writing about this guy and been given the prompts to do so. You may enjoy my uncontrolled ~1,500 words long midnight rambling (yea that's like, a whole one-shot what the fucck)

I should wait until morning to edit this before posting but I just need this out there now I cannot argue with a tired self

> So as I've come to find out, people hate Nine because

A) no drip (he's 8, leave him alone <-summary of this whole end of year middle school essay btw)

B) for "betraying Sonic"

And C) for "being a selfish asshat" (paraphrased from one of the tweets I've read)

> Point A, is one that I agree on just cuz I can. But I find him.much easier to draw than Tails so there's that his overall drip I'd say is 6.3/10 (I do not need to bother with the leg placement just draw the pants!! Three rectangles for the base of the body wohoo) And as said, he is a child. Show me the clothes your 8 year old self was wearing and than we can talk.

As for actual character design aspect (which is something I know nothing about so I'm definitely an authority on this subject /lh sarcasm) I think it conveys the basics of him being a moraly gray character by being literaly dressed in gray. His gloves are black and white with his shirt having small splashes of yellow god damn it. He's not nice or a selfless hero type but also not rotten to the core

> moving onto point B because I really do not want to embarass myself by not knowing caharcter design color theory 101. 🅱️oy oh boy I find it so goddamn silly the more I think about it because Nine is literaly the only character from the entire shatterverse cast that has not used or deceived Sonic once for his personal gain.

All of the characters used Sonic to some extent (exept for Nine, my perfect little guy). The resistance tried to recruit Sonic because he's "fast strong and hates the egg", but they did so out of desperation to save their city. Thron used him to get the shard to "protect the jungle" and Prim sent him after Thorn because she probably didn't enjoy starving to death.

But than you have a certain other character that yall conveniently forgotten about, you know, the one that actually in 4k got caught and displayed openly on screen betraying (using the actual definitionnof the word) Sonic because of nothing but pure selfish greed, and for some reason got away with it.

Dread? The one who figuratively spat in Sonic's face just to get the blue shard for no other reason other than having it in his possesion? He had absolutely no quams about throwing his own crew under the bus (or water ig) lie and manipulate them, death threat and blame them for any of his own mistakes and than abandon them when it was the most convenient for him. (How in the ever loving green hill forest did all of this selfishness get redirected at Nine I cannot—)

Nine did not ever betray Sonic for any reason, actually. Instead, he was the only one to genuinely compliment him (even if not to his face or even in his presence but it was said out loud anyway) and If anything, he made constant little sacrifices in the hopes that once Sonic is done playing around a hero they could finally chill at the Grim.

Nine genuinely admired him (were that opinion stands as of the first teaser of the third season is probably not as high as it used to but it still might be burried under all that percieved betrayal) and felt the affection given was genuine as well. He cared enough about Sonic to offer him a place in his own paradise in making ffs, he also cared anough to leave him to the decision whether he wanted to stay or not (until his better judgement got a bit clouded with all the sudden love Sonic kept throwing his way but more on that later)

So no. I have literally no clue how y'all arived at the conclusion that Nine was only using Sonic for- what exactly? To steal the shards? I guess? But that was never his end goal. Sure he needs at the very least one from the Grim but it was Sonic that wanted the rocks in the firts place, and Nine merely helped him get them. He willingly played prisoner so that they could snatch all the shards at once together likenwhsghsgd how do y'all act as if the finale of the second season was some sort of Nine's evil Master Plan to make Sonic cry huh.

And I've been going on for two and a half hours and should probably sleep so point C) Here's where the gray part of his character comes in again because for people who's only expectation for such characters is that they commit crimes but are hot, when that is not the case it becomes a struggle to comprehend an actually moraly ambiguous character that isn't a generaly nice person that cannot be sexualized (because he's eight goddamn years old)

I mean, he is a complete selfish asshole for abandoning the rebels that weren't even there for him to begin with, seeing as Renegade went on attack before Nine himself stopped him. And he is also an irredeemable monster because he didn't care about finishing a fight in a city that he later and multiple times over made abundantly clear he doesn't care about, obviously, the most selfcentered ass there is. /sarc

I guess those weren't the nicest things he could've done but it were definitely the most logical ones from his perspective.

Was it selfish? Yea, and kinda sorta no? Most of his actions in the show were taken because of or for Sonic, in blind faith maybe, but by definition it's not selfishness if you're considerate of another person's interests and feelings

And the fact he took the shards at the end of season two is a completely different story

Just ough, putting one's self in Nine's perspective. Your whole short life, that also just so happened to be in a tyrannically ruled and industrial hellhole, you've been both physically and emotionally tormented and ostracized for being Different, to which you learn that lashing out and then self-isolating is the best defense you can fall back on. Some time passes and a random blue guy breaks into your house, calls you a slur, talks the most out of pocket shit youve heard but for some reason is also the first person to treat you nicely (+saved you from certain death).

Then one thing lead to another, you end up discovering a void and in it an entire empty universe; a plain desolate desert, but to you and the brand new powers in your possesion, it's a blank slate, new start, a safe heaven you fantasized about since you could remember. All the room and power to create anything that your broken child heart could desire, the wildest shit you could think of, whatever you want, you could make it happen, never having to look back ever again. And for an even better change of pace, maybe even have your first friend around as well. It almost doesn't feel real, but it is.

But uh ohs that very tangible fantasy is threatened(was it real after all? Were you?), suddenly you could loose all of it and be miserable again and by god do you not want it to happen, will you not let that happen, will you snap and bite an anything anyone daring to pose a threat to it. Even if it's that suposed friend that served as a catalyst to all of this.

And wanting to defent the little solace you've finnaly found is somehow.. a betrayal on Nine's part.

And I could do a whole another book on Sonic and Shadow's perspective but it's way too late and I have school in three hours so adios

#sonic prime #if none of of what Ive written here is coherent or makes sense know Ive been at this for two and half hours since midnight #is not healthy I know but I do not choose when I think about my guy #it is calle brainworms all night long so #ough I fear this all sounds way too pasisve agressive #inhope it doesnt #im trying to be silly about other ppl not liking my blorbobingus #seriouslybthis isnt a lecture of ment to call someone out I just hat lots of Thougts compiled over the months #and finally managed to write it all out #how well it holds together ill xheck tomorrow #not me writing half a book about a single talking cartoon animal this is sinsane #miles nine prower #nine the fox #sonic the hedghog #prime sonic #knuckles the dread #silly brainworms #lots and kots of worms jfc-

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serena-moonlit-candlelit-date · 1 year

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The Untold Romantic Stories of Renowned Witches of Hogwarts Vol. 1 (F!Ravenclaw x Seb Sallow)Pt. 1

The reason why I wrote this little story, It was 2 am, browsing through tumblr seeing S.S. x Hufflepuff, S.S. x Slytherin and so on. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen S.S. x Gryffindor or S.S. x Ravenclaw that much. If there are stories about what I mentioned before, if you don’t mind me troubling any of you who somehow stumbles upon this post, would you please redirect me to the stories T_T I honestly would rather read other people’s hard work and imagine what was happening rather than me trying hard using all of my brain cells to come up with more descriptions. Author DC: All characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18+ as you might’ve noticed that in game where they start as a fifth year, they were somewhere between 14-16. and I’d really not appreciate it I wrote a possible explicit love story about a 14-16 y/o. FBI would defo come to my house and mess me up fr fr.

It has been 2 years since I first attended Hogwarts, though I started as a 5th year student, I must say I feel like I’ve been here since Year 1. Year 7 and after this it’s either be an Auror or a researcher. Whichever works best for me. In the Ravenclaw Common Room, the newly sorted first-years are admiring the place, making me reminisce about the time when I first got here. I always rethink about the time when the sorting hat said ‘Ravenclaw!’, there were moments when I felt like I didn’t belong in Ravenclaw, when I was duelling Sebastian I felt something. Something that made me want more of it, that lust didn’t stop there; when I saw Isidora’s memories it happened again. I wanted power more than anything else. It’s as if my ambition sparked when those events happened. I walked out of the Common Room to head up to the Astronomy Tower, and to my surprise Sebastian was waiting for me. “Fancy seeing you here.” he says smirking. “And you too. It’s rare to see you in this part of the castle. You’re usually in the Defense Against the Dark Arts tower or the Library.” I said back. “Well, you didn’t show up in the Great Hall for breakfast so I decided to pick you up, assuming you’re on your way to the Great Hall.” “Ah well I was planning on going up the tower to return a book to Amit. I borrowed his book about constellations and their mythological stories.” I said tracing the book’s spine with my other hand. Sebastian looks down at my hands and sees the book. “Oh. Perhaps I should accompany you.” he said. For some odd reason I felt a hint of jealousy in his eyes. But I disregard it. We walked up the tower to find Amit adjusting his telescope, “Good Morning Amit.” I said. “Oh Y/N, great timing. I was going to wait to ask you later in class but now’s a perfect time too.” he said looking up. “Ask me what?” I asked. “You see, I found an Astronomy Table with- don’t freak out. With a telescope attached to it. I’ve tried removing the telescope but I couldn’t, it was as if it was fixed on the thing. The telescope is beautiful, however, it’s almost as if it was made for you!” He exclaimed. “Huh, how can a telescope be much prettier than y/n?” asked Sebastian his arms crossed and his left eyebrow raised. “I-i mean, Y/N is beautiful! The telescope is just pretty and an inanimate object.” Amit says. I chuckled because it was the funniest comeback I’ve heard from other people. Sebastian was going to say something but he refrained from doing so, instead I heard him mutter something under his breath that I can’t quite hear well. “You’re damn right, she is.” “But anyway! You didn’t come all the way up here for stargazing, right?” Amit says. “Ah right! Here’s your book back. I’ve already finished it and made some notes about it. Made an essay about Andromeda, the chained lady.” I said. “An interesting story. Oh, your friend’s leaving.” Amit says as he tilts his head to the side, I turn around and see Sebastian descend the stairs. “Well then, if you’ll excuse me.” I said I bowed down to Amit and chased after Sebastian. “Wait for me! I know you’re hungry but you could’ve said something-” As I catch up to him, Sebastian stops in his tracks and slams the wall behind me, trapping me. I can feel the warmth his body emanates and his breath on my face. He was kind of breathing heavily. “Sebastian..?” I said, afraid of looking up at him, afraid of looking at his eyes. Is this the Sebastian I knew? “Don’t go.” he said almost angrily. “I’m not going anywhere?” I said, confused at the situation I am currently in. I summoned every courage I had and looked at him. Back then, I didn’t realise that Sebastian was really taller than me, with him being this close to me I felt somewhat afraid yet somewhat safe. His brown eyes are really enthralling, and his scent smells like paper and earl-grey tea. It’s a scent that I like.

His lips softly curled upwards, he was smiling. He pulled away and took out his hand. I was lost there for a moment, I was dumbfounded with what just happened. I placed my hand on his hand and our fingers intertwined. We used the Floo System to get to the Great Hall. Normally, I would be sitting with my Ravenclaw friends, but for some reason, my hand is still intertwined with Sebastian’s. So perhaps this is what he meant by ‘Don’t go.’? He placed our joined hands inside his coat and he whispers “Your hand’s cold.” “Ah! I brought my own gloves. Let me jus-” “No.” he said while gripping a little tighter. While I was eating my toast, Sebastian’s reading something. “I thought you were hungry.” I said. He ignored my comment. “Oh! That’s it! My hand is-” I can feel his grip tighten again. “Perhaps I should feed you?” I asked. “Like a mother bird to her baby bird minus me chewing the thing and basically vomiting it to your mo-” “Say less. Please. Please for the love of Merlin, say less.” Sebastian groaned as he reluctantly let my hand go. I study his face to see what he’s feeling, usually I should be able to read him like a book like I specifically have Legilimens that only work on Sebastian. Ominis often joked about how he couldn’t read him and that he needed me to read Sebastian’s mind, and of course I played along. But that happened a long time ago. Sebastian finally ate the cold toast that had been sitting idly on a plate. As for me, I tried to get out of my seat only for Sebastian to ask me “Where do you think you’re going?” he asks one hand on my sleeve and the other on the toast. “I was just going over to the Ravenclaw table to say hello.” I said. His brow slightly furrowed, he finishes up his toast and grabs his book that he had been reading and “Let’s go then.” He says. “You sure you’re not going to leave me like before?” I jokingly asked. I saw his cheeks puffed and I can visibly see the freckles on his face. We were on our way to the Ravenclaw Table when “Hello Y/N. Sallow. I have a question for you, Y/N.” Leander says. I slightly tilt my head. “Of course, what’s your question?” I asked. “Are you perhaps free this Saturday? I was hoping we could catch up and-” “I’m afraid she already has made plans with me, Prewett.” Sebastian said walking in front of me, I never realised that Sebastian’s back is big, like a wall. “We do?” I quietly asked. He nodded and smirked. “Oh. another time then, perhaps?” Leander asks. I peak out and say “Of course!” I said. As Leander walks away “Of course? Of course??” his voice was angry but he said it low so as to not raise any commotions. “What’s wrong with that? I haven’t spoken to Leander over at break an-” “So you usually speak to him, then?” He says he folds his arms and his brows are furrowed. “I don’t understand why you’re mad about that.” I said. “I- you know what. Never mind.” he says as he stomps off. “Sebastian, wait!” I tried running after him but I was stopped by Garreth who was carrying a new concoction he made. I bumped into Garreth and his potion, the potion bottle cracked due to the impact and the contents of the said bottle has been poured all over my robe. “Ah! Y/N I am so sorry! I was too engrossed with my potion and- Oh um… ah.” “It’s alright, Garreth. It was my fault, I wasn’t looking.” I looked up at Garreth to see his face, for some odd reason he was flustered and he was looking to the side. “Garreth, are you alright?” I asked, concerned if he was hurt during our little accident. “No I am not.. Um your cloak…and uniform…” he said quietly. “My cloak and unif-” I looked down and saw that most of it was disappearing. I quickly cover myself with my hands. Garreth removes his cloak and covers me up and helps me off the ground. “I- thank you, Garreth.” I can feel my cheeks burn due to the embarrassment. Luckily none of the students saw what had happened. As Garreth escorts me to the Ravenclaw tower, we encounter Sebastian, “I take my eyes off of you and this what happened? What exactly happened?” his voice was back to normal, good it seemed that he has calmed down. “I bump-” “It was my fault, I was just admiring my new potion, I didn’t know that the potion would do that.” he says, I can see his face get flustered again. “I’ll take it from here, Weasley.” Sebastian says, his tone was something I’ve never heard before. It sounds like he’s angry but somehow not. I can’t understand this man sometimes. Sebastian takes off his cloak and drapes it over me. He removes Garreth’s cloak that has been keeping my dignity intact. “Here.” Sebastian shoves the cloak back to Garreth’s hands. “I’m really sorry, Y/N. I’ll make it up to you!” he says. Sebastian took my hand and we hurriedly walked towards the Undercroft. Still holding my hand, we stopped in the middle of the room. He slowly turned around.”Are you alright?” his voice was soft, he wasn't staring at me directly but for some reason I could feel his gaze, I blush. “Gods, you don’t know what you do to me.” He says. “You’re driving me nuts, Y/N.” he continues. He pulls me close, hugging me. I can hear his heartbeat, it’s beating way too fast. “Sebastian, you need to calm down. Your heart… it’s beating way too fast.” I said. I haven’t got a clue on what’s exactly happening. But I can feel his emotions through his actions. After all, Sebastian’s the type of man to be straightforward with their feelings: the type of person I like. I tap his back signalling him that I can’t breathe, “My apologies.” his face, still flustered. He stared down at me, “That stupid Weasley. I can’t believe he-” “It was an accident. It was my fault that the potion’s contents spilled on me.” I cut him off, making sure that Garreth doesn’t enter Sebastian’s list of people he would duel to possible death.

Hope that you sort of enjoyed my work. I drank some caffeine while I was writing this and I must say that it wasn’t pleasant, guess I should stick to tea leaves or what-not. Cheers!

#sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow #ravenclaw #hogwarts legacy

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hiii!! i wanted to start by saying that i LOVE with a passion your writing and fics, literally changed my life ong i dont know if you're currently taking requests or writing for lyney (or any fontaine characters for that matter) but i theres this idea that has been taking over my brain with lyney and him as a sub. (that said, feel free to ignore this if you aren't as familiar with his character and don't feel comfortable enough writing him)

just bear with me here for a second, so we all know that lyney is overprotective with his siblings and presents himself as a reliable person and hides behind his charming and onstage persona (i LOVE the fortress of meropide act where we can actually see farther into his character other than "flirty and charming magician" i also liked how lyney acted after his trial when he and lynette were talking w the traveler as an honorable mention)

then, we can see two versions of him, the version that is "lyney the magician", who was a way with words and is very skilled at deceiving people, flirty and suave he redirects a crowd's attention to focus only on the part (of himself) that he wants people to see. on the other side, we have a more "true" lyney, who is always protective for his siblings in fear that they are taken away from him again, he's impulsive but also genuine. a lyney that sometimes questions himself who he really is, after all of the masks and acts he has taken (character story 4), and also a lyney that wants to protect the home that arlecchino had given him and lynette when they were at their worst. (tbh him without his stage persona really comes off to me as "Im Trying ™")

(all seriousness aside, and this is just a headcanon, i could 100% see lyney in love in his room kicking his feet giddily and pacing around the room thinking of ways to romance his crush, just to go out and act all cool and suave like he wasnt just losing his shit for the last 2 hours) (or maybe im just projecting) (we will never know)

so, how does this play into flith?

imagine lyney having his first time w reader, he's not completely clueless because well, he's obviously an adult (and also this is lyney we're talking about. just look at his design.) i picture lyney overall (not just in sex) really good with theory, but when it comes to practice, he just falls apart.

another thing i also think would be at play is him learning to let go of his mask, of his responsibilities and just relax, let his brain turn into mush and his legs into jelly and let himself be fully naked (both physically and emotionally) in front of someone. how much he trusts his partner also is smth to be taken into account. i dont really see him as a one night stand type of guy.

then, i also think that his trauma with lynette's situation would also show, even though he isn't overly clingy with lynette, he always wants to be by her side, not only because theyre REALLY close but also because he subconsciously he wants to make sure that shes okay. (he even thought about getting a delusion so that they could be together on missions, and even when arle denied him he still tried to get better) i think that this subconscious need for feeling his loved one's presence (to put it in some kind of way) as if they would slip away the first moment he wasnt looking would manifest in the form of him being into handholding, or just overall keeping his hands on his partner, especially when he closes his eyes.

the last thing that i would like to mention is him w a praise kink, which i think would stem from his upbringing in the house of the hearth at least at mostly if not at all, due to searching for arlecchino's approval as a parental figure (setting aside the OBVIOUS father title, whether she intended or not she is the only parental figure the fontaine siblings have, and they do treat her as such, it would be normal for them to seek approval. however since we're talking about a harbinger, idk if that approval was met much, so yeah.) (however these are all assumptions based on how we can think life at the house of the hearth was for the sillies, i have only read lyney's voicelines and character stories and i am too lazy to read lynette's or freminet's, however i do think i am close enough)

LAST THING I SWEAR, with the whole "lynette has cat features and lyney having cat traits" thing. imagine,, lyney hiding his head in the crook of his partner's neck purring when hes too overstimulated... i am on my knees. 🧎

wow. that was a lot. sorry if i made this too long !! i wanted to request smut and ended up making a half assed lyney character study 😭😭 i hope i didn't bore you to death with my ranting, anyways even if you dont feel like writing, i would love to hear your thoughts about this. i love lyney's character with all my heart and i find that he is very fun to think about and explore his trauma character. i sincerely hope that you could find it in yourself to ignore my horrible phrasing skills and yeah.., i dont do requests often but i am desperate for sub lyney content and you have one of the most beautiful writing i have encountered in tumblr smut fics LMAO (if you do decide to write it, dom gn reader please and thank you)

love, lyney obsessed anon <3

oh my god, i didnt even know you can send so much text on anon asdfghjk.

anyway, lyney is not one of my absolute favs so i don't have a phd on him, so im not claiming all my opinions are corrrect, but i do like him a lot, i think he's v cute. i mostly agree with all of your points. what i would say, is that while ofc he has his stage persona, he really does love performance, its clear from his story quest. he enjoys attention, he likes impressing ppl, this is still part of his "real" self. like yes, he is very flustered when he has a crush and he will spend hours pacing around the room giddily and planning what he will do and then play suave, but he also really enjoys pulling it off, doing something special and impressive for his crush and then being admired and praised for it even if - especially if - he was actually nervious the whole time, bc thats part of the thrill, the high stakes!

if i were to write him, i think i'd do like. exhibitionism with a bit of pet play, bc i think he would want to do a show that he would rehearse for hours, and it would actually be pretty hot, but its too ambitious and some things you can't pre-plan without practice, so he *would* fumble things and be flustered, and on this edge of really charismatic and clumsily vulnerable is where his real charm lies.

anyway, i can't promise i'll write him, i assume you don't follow me since you said you don't know what i think of fontaine characters, but if i do, it will be in sub lyney tag so you won't miss it:)

#rhine talks #lyney

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