#and also ATROCIOUS at flirting but that’s canon

[icedhotcocoa]

@ssawboness (gets down on one knee) anything for a mutual

#the caption ks a joke btw even if we are not mutuals at all send me requests I’m on my hands and knees #tf2 #etchasketchings #heavyscout #heavy tf2 #scout tf2 #what’s their ship name again I forgot #heavy hitters #ok that’s cute #this is cute btw. sorry for twinkifyimg scout I’m usually very against it #I just think he would be very Like That #and also ATROCIOUS at flirting but that’s canon #and heavy is like very reluctantly attracted to him

[chas3supremacist]

big brother, best friend

pairing/s: Robert Chase x Sister!Reader (Platonic, obviously.)

summary: Robert Chase being the best big brother for 1800 words straight despite being through hell himself.

Request - Anonymous asked:

what about older brother/cousin/family friend (basically someone you're close to and grew up with) Robert Chase who hates when people in the hospital try to flirt with the reader. maybe he even gets the rest of house's team + wilson to also prevent them from getting hit on

 cw: overprotective big bro chase!! cat calling, sexual harassment, mentions of child abuse, childhood trauma

word count: 1.8k words

a/n: I love big brother chase!! best big brother on planet earth!! Also, I know that chase canonically has a younger half sister who he took care of, but for the sake of my fic, I'm going to be ignoring that - The reader is chase's full sister! Also, for the first couple paragraphs of this there is little to no dialogue, just backstory! Also I kind of differed from the request so I hope you liked this anon! also this is an absolutely atrocious ending on my part im so sorry

For as long as you could remember, your older brother had looked after you - Despite him being 5 years older than you. He'd try and settle you the best that he could while your father was away on his work trips, and when your mother was drinking and couldn't deal with the two of you and she would lock you in your fathers office. He knew that your mother hated the two of you from a young age, but it didn't click for you - You loved your mom more than anything ever, even if she didn't feel the same way about you.

When your dad left when you and Chase were ten and fifteen, it left the two of you to look after your alcoholic mother - Chase took the brunt of looking after her, since you were still so young. He had taken on more than any child his age should have ever needed to, he was responsible for both you and your mom. He was responsible for making sure that you got to school and picking you up, responsible for making sure that you were eating, that your homework was done. Well, that was until your father made a brief return, only to tell your brother that he was sending you off to boarding school in England, claiming that Chase should be focusing on more important things rather than looking after you since that should be your mom's job. You spent 3 years at boarding school, on your own in a country you had never been to in your life before your brother decided that he would attend seminary in England.

Despite everything that had happened to you in your relatively short life, Chase had always known you to be happy and cheery even in the darkest situations - However, 3 years at boarding school had clearly had a negative impact on how you viewed your life and yourself. You were excited to see your brother, of course you were, but you were nowhere near as happy as you would have been had your father not torn you away from your entire life and made you start a new one at 10 years old. Chase took you out at the weekends when he could, but found himself having 'a crisis of faith' - Meaning he slept with the groundskeeper of the seminary's wife and was reconsidering his commitment to his faith. Upon leaving the seminary, Chase found himself considering returning to Australia to attend the University of Sydney to continue his study of medicine - He felt terrible for considering not telling you and disappearing. But he soon remembered how you were feeling when he had first seen you, you looked exhausted and as if you hadn't eaten in days; Remembering that, Chase knew that he couldn't leave you.

Since then, you had been living with your brother, moving to New Jersey with him since he had went for a job at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital - Unbeknownst to you, your father had called up Chase's boss, Dr House to convince him to give him the job. You had turned 18 the week before Chase started his new job, and since you were starting college, it appeared that you both had something to celebrate. Chase was beyond proud of you, you had gotten straight A's all throughout high school and had received a full scholarship to Stanford Law School in California, where you could at least travel back to see your brother since at least this time you were in the same country - Which you often did. Your drive to become a lawyer was so you could specialise in family law, after talking through your childhood with your therapist, you decided that you wanted to make a difference to children like yours lives before things could go as far as they did for you. Now on your summer break from your junior year, you were going to spend the summer in New Jersey with Chase - He had told you of the new fellows that House hired, Allison Cameron and Eric Foreman. You had teased him about Cameron, saying that you gave it 3 months before they were sleeping together.

You rubbed your tired eyes as you walked through the hallways of the Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, you hadn't managed to sleep on your 5 and a half hour flight from San Diego to New Jersey and it was really taking its toll on you - You didn't cope well without sleep, which your brother would attest to. You sighed and threw your head back against the wall of the elevator, exhaling heavily as your backpack weighed heavy on your shoulders. You gave a tight lipped smile to the janitor who stood in the elevator with you, who grinned back at you, giving you an uneasy feeling in your stomach. You looked away from him, opting to look at your legs instead.

"You're a beautiful girl, you know," He told you, reaching out to touch your shoulder. You shied away from him, feeling your heart pound against your chest as you saw his face screw up at you implicit rejection of his advance. "Listen, I'm just trying to compliment you, you don't need to be a bitch about it." He scolded angrily, moving to stand in front of you as you blinked back the tears which burned in your eyes.

"Please just leave me alone," Was all you could meekly manage out as a response to his anger at your rejection. He stepped back as the elevator dinged at your floor, acting as if nothing had happened. As you pulled your hoodie over yourself, you froze as the janitor grabbed your butt. You sighed and shook your head, trying to stop yourself from crying as you stepped out of the elevator and made your way to the diagnostics department. You sighed as you opened the door to the office, freezing like a deer caught in headlights as an older man, who you presumed to be Dr House, spun around to face you.

"Chase, why is there a mini you standing in my office?" 

Chase looked up, a grin on his face as he saw you in Houses office. House knew that Chase had a sister, but he had never met her - Now he wished he had met her sooner.

"Hey," You greeted him, looking out of the office window, fearing that the janitor had followed you to the office. Chase took note of your lack of enthusiasm and how alarmed you seemed to be. He stood and came to hug you, noticing how you almost flinched at your brother stepping towards you - From this alone, Chase knew that something had happened.

"Are you okay?" His big brother instincts were cranked up to 11 as he saw the tears bubbling in your eyes, threatening to spill over at any second. You always got this way when something happened, you would try and be brave about it, but the second someone asked if you were okay, you would crumble. Chase knew you were close to crumbling when your bottom lip started to tremble. "Okay, why don't we go outside," You nodded in agreement to chases suggestion, not listening as he apologised to House, who made some kind of snide remark that you didn't care to listen to. 

You managed to hold back the tears until you got out of the office, and that was when you crumbled, breaking down into tears in your brothers arms. "It's okay. Why don't you tell me what happened?" Chase asked you, his heart breaking and anger filling him at the thought of someone making you so upset.

"W-well I got in the elevator to come up here and there was a janitor in there too and so I didn't say anything to him and-and then he called me beautiful," You tried to compose yourself a bit before continuing so that your brother could at least understand you a little better. "And so he like...reaches out to touch my shoulder and I move away from him and then he says that I'm being a bitch because he's just trying to compliment me and then when I left the elevator he grabbed my butt." You explained to him. Chase was beyond mad. How could someone do that to you? To anyone, never mind his own baby sister.

"Did you manage to see his name on his badge?" He asked you gently, not wanting to upset you anymore than you already were. You sniffled as you nodded, rubbing your eyes and nose as you tried to calm yourself down.

"Yeah, it was David, he was like..5'3, bald, had a really weird looking beard," You described to Chase, who nodded as he hugged you again. He'd make sure that he was punished to the full extent Cuddy could punish a janitor, which would hopefully mean that he would lose his job, and have to explain to potential employers that he was fired for sexual harassment. And maybe, just maybe, Chase would pay him a visit. Chase was by no mean a violent person, but if someone messed with his little sister, he wouldn't let that slide - He had once hospitalised one of your ex boyfriends who had sent an explicit photo of you around your school.

Yeah, maybe you didn't have such a terrible big brother.

#Robert chase #hatecrimes md #house fanfiction #housemd fanfic #house md #robert chase x sister!Reader #x sister!reader #angst #house md angst #greg house #robert chase x reader

[monstersinthecosmos]

🔥 + kink in VC

(also thinking like in comparison to Anne's other books like CoSB and realizing VC is so fucking mild and antis have no business being in Anne Rice fandom)

Dsjgkalsdg comrade why are you asking me this you know I’m about to launch into a TED Talk.

So like, if we compare Anne’s Sleeping Beauty books to VC, I feel like the kink is meta in two completely different ways, like opposite ends of the spectrum. In SB, the BDSM is meta in the sense that it’s built into the universe. They are not books ABOUT BDSM, they are books about fantasy and the kinks just get to exist. It’s an immersive fantasy that takes all the ways people play IRL and makes it canon. And a lot of people who dislike them (based on like bad GoodReads reviews LOL) ONLY see them as rape books and don’t really understand the way it’s giving BDSM a space to breathe.

What vanilla folks don’t understand is that IRL BDSM is also fiction a lot of the time. Even tame shit like spanking and talking dirty—do these people actually want their partners to hit them in their day-to-day lives? Do they want to be catcalled and lewded outside of the scene? Probably not! And even going to more in depth scenes like, do you actually think you’re someone’s kitty? Do you actually want an assailant to tie you up? Do you actually want to be trafficked?

No! You dont’! You want to play pretend with your partner, with whom you’ve consented.

And I think this attitude in the bad reviews is also the attitude that fanfic writers get from conservatives/radfems/swerfs/fancops in fandom, that somehow writing noncon fic or darkfic in general is somehow making these atrocious things literal, when in fact THEIR EXISTENCE WITHIN A WORK OF FICTION AUTOMATICALLY MAKES THEM NOT LITERAL. And people need to understand that the consent for stories like this is not about the fictional people involved who do not exist and therefore cannot consent, but between the reader and the author when you open the book.

Anyway I bring that up because these books tell me a lot about Anne’s sensibility for kink. SHE GETS IT MAN. She wasn’t shy about it. So I think it speaks very broadly to the way power dynamics and monsterfuckery are expressed within VC, as well, even though these are two very opposite ends of the spectrum with her writing, I think that same confidence and kink positivity still exists. There's also a foreward to the copy of SB that I read, I think she added in 2012, and it was SO insightful about her process and her intention writing the kink & porn the way she did and I just think she really fucking understood what she was doing. And it's so telling to me because like, she mentions she used the pen name when she first wrote them because her father was alive and she was embarrassed, and one of the first scenes in SB is Beauty being stripped naked and paraded around IN FRONT OF HER FATHER LOL. So like WITHOUT GOING OFF ON A SIDE TANGENT something else vanilla folks don't understand is that so often kink is about the thing being transgressive and gross and uncomfortable; IT'S HOT BECAUSE IT'S UNCOMFORTABLE. It's not something that anyone literally wants, it's just hot because it's WRONG. And I think often about how this is like, the sex equivalent of trying not to laugh at an off-color joke, and how it's not that the joke is funny but that it's so off-putting that you laugh at the absurdity of it.

I feel like the kink in VC is meta in an opposite way, in the way it’s so symbolic and understated. Also because the vampires are asexual it gives a whole layer of like non-sexual BDSM dynamics are it’s SO GOOD. 

So I think coming from an author was not squeamish about writing immersive BDSM, a lot of those themes are in VC and I wonder if they come from the same place, even if it’s subliminal on her part. Like the power dynamics, consent around biting, THE CONSTANT MONSTERFUCKING & FLIRTING WITH DEATH AKA “THE SWOON”. And even later in TVA with the introduction of the whipping scene and all Armand’s comments about getting tied up and having his fuckin, pit hair tugged on or whatever. 

And it has some of those like sort of dubcon romance tropes that I think we can’t discard; being TAKEN! Being OVERPOWERED! It ties into vampire fiction in general with like, vampires historically being a symbol of sexuality, going back to like Dracula comin in ur window and everything. 

But VC never makes it “about” kink, it’s just like SB, just baked into the themes. And like a lot of the more obvious BDSM themes in VC are also not consensual, they’re just built into the universe. Like Armand stalking/abusing Daniel, like Marius whipping Armand without negotiating first, like Akasha’s femdom murder bender. And even how often biting gets used as a symbol for sex, and how often noncon biting gets called rape! And the characters know it! And they do it anyway! (Also I cannot neglect to mention obvious tropes like Marius/Armand just being a teacher/student trope. IT'S A PORN TROPE! Or what about Gabrielle as Mommy!Dom? PORN TROPE! Quinn/Goblin twincest? PORN TROPE! The exhibitionism/public humiliation on the TDV stage hello???? That's like an Upper Floor party come on LOL. [this type of dynamic is also SO SO prevalent in SB.])

I’m not really sure what my conclusion here is because like, I just think this is all here in the books and it’s really excellent fodder to talk about kink and character dynamics. Power dynamics is so huge in BDSM and it’s so so huge in VC, not just like, vampires being old and powerful and having that as a status symbol over one another, but even emotionally speaking like. TELL ME THAT ARMAND & LESTAT AREN’T ABSOLTUELY SOAKED IN HUMILIATION AND BEGGING. Taking inventory of VC ships like there’s ALWAYS a dominant and a submissive, it’s so rare that people are just equals with each other, and it’s always part of the appeal! 

There’s this psychologist Esther Perel, I think she’s brilliant and she’s very kink positive and has a bunch of podcasts and stuff. I read her book Mating in Captivity and she brought up this whole thing about kink and power dynamics and how like, it’s not always clear who’s in charge, and you can’t judge relationships based on who’s older, who makes more money, who’s larger, etc, because power dynamics are so much more complicated than that. She uses the example that if you’ve ever been in public with a screaming toddler, which of you is really the dominant? I think about this constantly!

And like speaking about real life kink being so deeply about CONSENT means so much to me with this conversation about VC, too, because like even looking at a relationship like Marius & Human!Armand or Armand and Human!Daniel, it doesn’t matter that one is a powerful vampire if they also feel so tenderly towards their fragile little human. TVA was very explicit about this when they have that conversation about which one of them is the other’s slave. So in BDSM even though we look at the dom as being the one in control, the consent is the thing in control and ultimately the SUB is in control by permitting all of it! 

So I just feel very strongly about all of this, it’s all over VC, and even when it’s less obvious (relationships like Loustat, like Lestat/Armand, even Louis/Claudia) there are so many of these power elements to examine. Even if it’s not written TO BE KINKY they’re still there and I think it’s all connected, because I’m kink positive and I love unpacking this stuff. 

AND ALSO LIKE ON THE ASEXUAL FRONT, I love it so much because like as a kinky ace, and knowing as many kinky aces as I know, there’s SO MUCH KINK out there that is NOT SEXUAL so I think it just translates so nicely to VC vampires being asexual, like it all makes so much fucking sense to me and it’s so fun and I adore it so much!!! 

THIS WAS PURE STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS IM GONNA POST IT BEFORE I GET WORRIED THAT IM NOT COHESIVE, ENJOY!!! 

#asexual vc #KINK META #deep ass thoughts about vampires

[cas-is-my-weakness]

Queer Castiel is not open to interpretation

Seeing the poll about dean being bi getting so much attention and interest from you all. I thought why not do a Queer Cas poll. It is canon that cas is indifferent to all sexual orientation but him being an angel doesn't mean cas cannot be queer that is a wildly atrocious comment I have seen in this fandom. This is also unrelated directly to destiel although cas had the strongest relationship with dean in the show, but cas is queer regardless of whether dean reciprocates or not in canon. That is another discussion. Anyway this is the positive queer space and it is good to discuss about representation.

If you have any other moments in your mind other than those in the options please comment below I would like to know more about it. So vote for fun.

**Note please scroll past and dni if you think cas is not queer because sorry to tell you, you might be homophobe to deny literal canon queer main character.

These are my other polls -

Dean is bi poll

Dean's interests

Castiel's interests

#cas is queer #gay #destiel #misha collins #spn polls #supernatural #15x18 #castiel

[lokislytherin]

言わざる // speak no evil

pairing: byelingual!park jonggun x waiter!reader

summary: yamazaki yuzuru, also known as park jonggun, is trying his damned best to learn korean for csat. despite his best efforts, his favourite bartender doesn’t seem too impressed. in other words: park jonggun hwaiting~

tags: crack, pre-canon, gun is korean by birth but raised in japan but jailed in korea so he doesn’t even know how he identifies himself anymore, canon compliant, gun might be ooc bc he’s not fighting this is calm gun

gun’s first thought upon seeing you is - damn, you’re gorgeous.

he’s been to this izakaya several times before, but he has never seen you behind the counter. maybe it’s your first day. maybe you’ve been here for a while, working the wednesday night shift, and he has just never been here on a wednesday. it’s a school night, after all. he has his csat to study for, even though he thinks he’ll fail. his korean isn’t quite up to par. he’s spent too long in juvie, and even longer in japan.

gun isn’t the only japanese person here. well, technically gun is korean, but he’s been yamazaki yuzuru, shiroi oni for so long it feels like he’s japanese instead. when he’d fought that straw-haired asshole, kim joongoo, the dumbhead had downright refused to believe gun was korean by birth. no way, he’d said with a mocking grin, hand over his jaw where gun had almost knocked his entire bottom row of teeth out, your accent’s fucking atrocious.

gun would’ve gone for round two of a fight if goo hadn’t smashed a staff into his face and almost broken his skull as well as his nose.

anyway, back to the izakaya. where gun speaks japanese, because it’s so much easier than korean to him.

gun’s been here often enough to start to recognize the regulars - hattori-san with his raspy kansai-ben, who always orders cheap beer to go with his equally cheap cigarettes and starts flirting with the whoever’s pouring his beer whenever he gets too drunk; miyamura-san, who had been sent on a year-long business trip from tokyo to seoul and drinks sake to cover up how dearly she misses her family; and there’s park jong gun himself, who always orders the same gyoza dish because it’s damn tasty, alright.

today, it’s a different person behind the counter. it’s you, who speaks kindly to miyamura-san when she weeps about homesickness. it’s you, who doesn’t hesitate to call a drunk hattori-san a cab and manhandle him out of the shop yourself when the taxi arrives. you’re around gun’s age, japanese by birth, but both your japanese and your korean, which you showcase when a korean couple wander in in search of ramen, are both better than gun’s. you don’t seem too wary about gun, either. you’re always bringing him his signature gyoza with a sweet smile, offering him helpful tips on learning korean when he brings his notebook in to study for tests. gun-chan, you tease him sometimes, study at home, not here. he doesn’t answer, too busy wondering why you don’t fear him in the slightest.

because you should.

gun is the most dangerous person in this small izakaya. you’re strong enough to manhandle hattori-san, who is drunk and balding and somewhere in his late fifties, but your wrists are thin, your legs long and slim. you’ve got that doe-eyed innocence to you too, like a newborn fawn. you’d be able to please him with your body if you didn’t break under his rough hands first.

or maybe that could be the foreplay. you’d look good, struggling not to let gun break you, fighting back with all you’ve got.

gun has no alcohol with him, but his cheeks feel a little too flushed for his own comfort. he finishes his gyoza in silence, pays you a hefty tip and refuses to take the change, and then leaves.

he’ll keep you a secret, for now. choi dongsoo doesn’t have to know about you. and neither does gun's asshole of a housemate, kim joongoo.

he comes to the izakaya once every two weeks almost religiously just to see your pretty face. every time, you greet him with a smile. at some point, it becomes a running gag between the two of you. tadaima, he’ll say as he steps in, all evidence of his, ah, after-school job carefully hidden away. okaeri, you’ll say in response, your usual gyoza? and gun will say yes, because this place, this banter, is starting to feel like home to him. nothing has ever felt like home to him. it’s hard to find peace when gun lives the life of a hired gangster.

of course, of course, peace never lasts.

because one day, after school, kim ‘fucking dumbhead who can't read social cues’ joongoo insists on following gun to the izakaya. “i’m hungry,” he complains, “it’s your cooking day today, and since you won’t cook, i’ll just get dinner with you.”

he really doesn’t want to let joongoo meet you, but joongoo's a tenacious bastard who refuses to let go even when gun is trying to choke him out in the middle of the street, so gun ends up with no choice but to bring him to meet you.

he's still squabbling with joongoo by the time he steps into the izakaya. "okaeri, gun-cha-" your eyes widen. "ara ara, gun-chan, you brought a friend?"

"yes," joongoo says at the same moment gun says "we are not friends."

you giggle, eyes bright. "okay, gun-chan and gun-chan's not friend."

"gun-chan," joongoo mouths in awe. his knowledge of japanese is limited to anime and "omae wa mou shindeiru".

gun gives him a noogie because he's too polite to get blood all over your meticulously cleaned counter. "usual gyoza for me," gun mutters to you in japanese because he knows joongoo won't understand, "and the least popular item on the menu for him."

you laugh. "hai, hai!"

you end up placing two dishes of the same gyoza in front of gun and joongoo. gun blinks. "you're kidding, right?"

"gun-chan, you're literally the only one who orders this."

joongoo digs into his gyoza with a hearty "itadakimasu!" and you laugh when he gets sauce on his stupid glasses. gun feels overwhelming jealousy gnawing at his insides. you're his. you shouldn't be laughing at joongoo unless you're mocking him.

"just between you and me," you whisper to gun over the counter, "your friend reminds me of some of the tourists i used to get at the famiresu i used to work at in japan. they'd try to speak in japanese, but their accent wouldn't be right. it's sweet to see them try."

it's all too easy to imagine you in a cute apron and matching hat, cheerfully shouting "irraishaimase!" at new customers. it's too easy, like it's a memory instead of a fantasy. "which one did you work at? denny's?" back when he was fourteen and living the overpowered tween gangster life, he’d almost gotten attached to a denny’s worker who had actually tried to help him with his schoolwork and learning korean in particular. they were sweet but authoritative. they knew how to order him around and get him to do things, and that might have been the beginning of gun’s masochistic streak, actually. gun hadn’t seen them since he got arrested and sent to juvie in korea, but now that he thinks of it, they might have looked a little like you.

maybe he’s just projecting.

“yeah! i did work at denny's, actually.” it’s only thanks to gun’s years of experience as a trained thug that he doesn’t let his surprise show. did you read his mind? “why ask?”

“i was just curious. i grew up in japan.”

“yeah, i guessed. your japanese is excellent, but your korean… you make the same mistakes as one of my old regulars, but he was fourteen and you’re what, nineteen? you mix up the i, geu, jeo words too, just less often than he did.” you hum, a distant smile on your face. “it was easy for me to remember. it’s almost the same as koko, soko, asoko, isn’t it?”

gun nods. yeah, that was how the waiter from back then taught him to memorize i, geu and jeo too. gun just messes it up nowadays when he tries to think in korean instead of japanese. you flit off to help another patron and strike up a conversation with them instead. gun had almost forgotten that he couldn’t monopolise your attention that easily.

joongoo nudges him with the most demonic smile of all time settled on his face. there’s a veggie stuck between his teeth, and oh, what wouldn’t gun do to punch it out of the way? punch joongoo so hard he chokes on his own shattered teeth? “someone’s got a crush~” he sings loudly. nobody hears him over the din of the izakaya. “i’m gonna tell the b-”

gun tips his chin up and forcefully shuts joongoo’s mouth. joongoo whimpers as he bites his tongue, but gun holds his mouth shut. “don’t you fucking dare.”

it’s not even a crush. it’s just a passing fancy. you just remind him of someone he used to know.

“we’re leaving,” gun hisses. he’s going to beat joongoo’s ass into next week. “yo, jagiya-”

joongoo chokes on a laugh, but gun can’t think of why. over here… isn’t it jagiya?

“it’s jeogiyo,” you say with a shit-eating grin. it’s cute on you, unlike on joongoo. “but if you want to call me jagiya i won’t mind either, gun-chan.”

gun remembers making that mistake, years ago. he’d mixed them up again - jeogiyo is ‘come here’, jagiya is ‘sweetheart’. joongoo laughs harder at gun’s slowly reddening cheeks. oh, he wants you so bad. he’d hurt you so good, make you cry as he calls you jagiya and carve his mark into your body the only way he knows how.

“or should i call you yucchan? yamazaki yuzuru-chan?” you lean in close, something dangerous on your face. good for you, gun is a dangerous man. “the white oni?”

gun freezes. “how-” no matter how he thinks of it, he can’t think of how you would know about shiroi oni. could it be the other patrons warning you against him? could someone have told you?

“you’ve always called me y/n-san, and i appreciate it. but do you know why i came to korea to study?”

gun shakes his head. you’ve always been y/n-san to him.

“my name is magami y/n. you killed my father. you hurt my little brother ken-chan.” gun remembers now - he remembers young magami kenta who idolised him, until he killed the patriarch of the magami clan. maybe you were sent away to the city to study, and that’s why you weren’t there. “did you really think i’d let you get away?”

gun stops you from threatening him the only way he can think of - he yanks you closer by the collar of your shirt and when you stumble, he’s there, waiting to swallow all of your protests with his lips. oh, he’ll break you.

he’ll break you until all you know is how to scream his name and beg him for mercy.

oh, you’d look so gorgeous.

#park jong gun #gun park #gun x reader #lookism #lookism x reader #i can’t be the only one finding this funny right. Right. #sekaiichi pabo desu (real) #i feel like this is massively ooc #because like i’ve said before i’m not a gun stan #idk how to write him properly #i’m a jay main first and foremost #even jihan’s easier to write

[silverjurors]

Various little fun ideas I have for my Ghost should have been/is Janus Agenda

- The Lodge is built over where Janus' body was buried/would have been buried, if you subscribe to the whole 'Mystreet is an alternate universe of MCD and there's dimensional breaches/overlap' idea

- Ghost doesn't like Garroth very much, but Ghost would like Vylad, if they met him

- Anyone with pink hair is automatically suspicious to Ghost

- This makes them incredibly aggressive towards Nana specifically in season 5 (Pink hair and perceived flirting with Zane)

- There's a sword on one of the walls in the lodge that mysteriously goes missing after Kim gets possessed, Garroth then proceeds to walk in on 'Kim' practicing stabbing things with said sword.

- Ghost also uses previously mentioned sword to try and stab Ein (they almost succeed at this but Kim interferes cause she's not letting anyone Commit Actual Murder using her body)

- They don't know why but they feel incredibly weird about Aphmau, like, she breathes and they want to Commit Violence, but they also like her as a person so they're conflicted

- Ghost feels bad for Ein initally, but then they decide they don't like his vibe and try to stab him

- Ghost is still in love with Zane but significantly less sexual harassment because they believe that they're already together (also because I don't like that part of Ghost's character so :/)

- Kim ends up getting quite strong Post Posession because Ghost likes running around and climbing things and you can't do that if you have no stamina

- Kim also eventually learns a few things about fighting, both because of muscle memory and because Ghost 'feels bad that she's such a wimp'

- Ghost has occasional flashes of memory from their previous life (unlike Canon Ghost, who literally doesn't remember anything at all)

- Ghost also realizes that the Zane they have been fixated on isn't their Zane before they regain all of their memories

- Because let's be real, Mystreet Zane and Minecraft Diaries Zane are NOT the same people lmao

- Ghost is slightly less evil than Janus, but still very much morally atrocious and willing to kill and maim

- Kim ends up getting him to be a bit more chill tho

Anyways that's it I'm mentally ill about Ghost!Janus

#ghost mystreet #mystreet ghost #janus the silver death #janus mcd #mystreet #minecraft diaries #aphmau mystreet #kim mystreet #aphmau kim #zane ro'meave #zane mcd #zane mystreet #zanus #because i cannot resist it

[bohemian-nights]

one of the things that frustrated me the most about Hotd S1 is how dumbnyra is passed off as "soulmates/one true love" while messing with their other relationships, which I don't know if it's intentional, but it seems to repeat the pattern, and I think that was...lazy. criston and mysaria are the people they have sex with on screen, but "end" in bitter terms (coincidence that criston is a POC and Mysaria played by an asian woman? Hmm) harwin and laena are they long-time lover/wife they flirt in episode 5 and they are together for exactly 10 years (judging by the age of the children, conception probably synchronized🥴) and as if that weren't enough, they both die by fire. the only break in this pattern would be Netty, but now I'm afraid they'll ruin that in dumbnyra's favor by giving netty's agency to rhaenyra and daemon's as well, since he's looking more like Rhaenyra's watchdog than the rogue prince that we know, seriously, his peak in the first season was the fight on stepstones

The show is racist(yeah the way they approached Mysaria and Criston was messed up especially in Mysaria’s case since they took away elements of her story and made her speak in that atrocious accent, but it’s not my culture so I’m not really going to speak on it) and especially anti-Black as hell(which I will speak on especially since they seem to have a problem specifically with Black women; see how they screwed over Laena at every turn by turning her into an unloved unwanted woman the moment they race bent her, and the fandom literally celebrated it because they are anti-Black too), but they passed off Dumbnyra as soulmates?🥴

I have a hard time believing this when Daemon literally choked Rhaenyra out in the finale(which isn’t book canon which means they chose to write this and put it in there when they didn’t have to). Mind you this happened after she just gave birth to lizard and she just lost her father. He also keeps abandoning her every five seconds, and though they screwed over his relationship with Laena they actually wound up cutting down Dumbnyra’s time together(and he was shown to be softer with Laena ironically; yes the bar is in hell, but its something 🤷🏽‍♀️).

Plus older!Rhaenyra and Daemon have exactly 0 chemistry which does matter since a major component of romance is yah know chemistry (which is another reason why their fans are always whining, over-compensating, backtracking after they said Rhaenyra would change Daemon so now they say that they love toxicity, and obsessing over Laena and Nettles even though they are “irrelevant and meant nothing” to Daemon🙃).

If that’s them turning Dumbnyra into soulmates I’d like to see what they would do to show that Daemon doesn’t give a rats a** about Rhaenyra🤣 What have him return from the Battle Above the Gods Eye and un-alive her himself🤣(lol Dumbnyra stans would still find someway to turn it into a win).

With Nettles I’ll remain cautiously optimistic cause if they screw her over it is misogynoir and the second Black love interest they screwed over due to their own biases(and the show would need to be called out and threatened with a boycott for that), but it won’t be because of them making Dumbnyra into soulmates.*

*At least this isn’t the way I’d write soulmates(hell one of my other OTPs, Olitz, had major problems, but even at their most toxic, Fitz never choked out Olivia. Shonda knew not to do that). So if this is the writer's attempt at doing that then they truly are certifiably insane in addition to being racist c*nts.

#soulmates 🤣🤣🤣 #this is how you write a abusive relationship #which is what Dumbnyra is #hotd #house of the dragon #nettles #daemon targaryen #daemon x nettles #no offense but dumbnyra fans really have people duped #what is actually happening is that they are trying to make rhaenyra into the ultimate victim #they are throwing daemon under the bus to do it #this ain’t a love story kids 🤷🏽‍♀️ #I’m not mad about it provided they show that daemon does care for someone #and that someone is nettles #anti rhaenyra targaryen #anti daemyra #bnask #bnasks #poor laena though #she really got screwed over #off topic but they could've given mysaria a tacky blonde wig like the rest

[moonshinemusings]

General John "Soap" MacTavish headcanons (Pt.1)

Warnings: slight mentions of canon typical violence, mentions of PTSD, anxiety and sensory issues

A/N: My head is full with so many dumb ideas but I kept it mostly serious here lol

• He flirts with everyone when he's drunk, and yes, that includes his teammates (once Price wanted to count how many times he hit on Ghost during the night, but eventually gave up)

• His favorite color is green

• Would totally own a motorcycle that he takes good care of. He has a knack for mechanical stuff and often repairs vehicles they use on missions

• Has a sweet tooth and others often tease him about it. If they let him, he could probably eat a whole cake by himself (and whine how bad his stomach hurts afterwards)

• Most of the time he's dealing well and he keeps himself together, but sometimes his emotions break through the surface. He rarely cries, but when a wave of PTSD or lethargy hits him, the tears flow without resistance. He powers through his emotions though, and he knows his teammates are always there to support him if he needs them

• His anxiety isn't as bad as some others, but from time to time he struggles with staying calm and rational. These incidents usually happen when he overthinks missions or panics when someone gets injured, but someone is always there to help him calm down

• Most likely he has some sensory issues too, but only with very specific things that he fortunately doesn't often counter every day

• Often takes pictures while working out. Mirror selfies are his go-to, but videos of him doing push ups or lifting weights is also in order

• He was never that good at school, that's partly why he chose to serve in the military

• His music taste is really inconsistent. He listens to rock most of the time, but then he suddenly switches to pop songs and country out of nowhere. The worst part? He knows a bunch of country songs and will sing along loudly. Ghost thinks it's atrocious, especially with his accent

• Hug lover, an enthusiast if you will. He's a touchy-feely guy to begin with, but he loves hugs more than any other kind of touching (bet he has the warmest and most comfy ones)

• He's afraid of spiders. He likes to say he's not afraid of mundane things like animals, but spiders send shivers down his spine (once Price had to take one out from his bag because he was too afraid to touch it. No, they don't talk about it.)

• In his younger years he experimented with different hairstyles and colors. For a while he rocked a mullet, then came the idea of the mohawk that stayed ever since. He's had green, red and blue hair once, but never kept them longer than a few weeks

• As much as he acts like it annoys him, he likes dad jokes and those really bad ones Ghost usually comes up with

• No musical talent whatsoever, but that won't stop him from singing when he's drunk or when his favourite songs come up

• Has thought about getting more tattoos, but couldn't decide what to ask for so he never got them

• His favourite meal of the day is breakfast. Don't know why, don't ask, I just feel like he would be a breakfast "I stuff my face with calories in the morning" type of guy

• A morning bird, which used to annoy the shit out of Ghost because he was too cheery for someone who was awake at like 5 AM

• He's a deep sleeper, once he's safe and asleep even a bomb won't wake him up. He can fall asleep anywhere too. Once he conked out on the plane on the way to a checkpoint and Ghost has never let him live it down ever since

• We know that he used to play football, but he was also good at every other sport (except maybe gymnastics). He loved basketball, but he was always teased about being too short to reach the nets. That didn't stop him from scoring though

• He used to go to a lot of concerts with his friends. He's totally the type of guy to have a girl on his shoulders so she can see better

• He's not a womanizer by any means; he's only ever had one serious relationship and that didn't last too long either. He had a few one night stands, but he doesn't really seek any relations outside of his work related ones

• As a kid he used to have those sticky glow in the dark stars on his ceiling/wall

• He can't keep plants alive for the life of him

• His favourite season is spring because he's not too cold but not too hot either. The weather is perfect for his morning jogs

• He might seem egotistical sometimes, but in reality he just loves basking in the attention he gets. And he knows he looks good, so why wouldn't he talk about it

• It's not easy to rile him up and he's good at keeping his cool, but when he's frustrated or downright angry you better hope he doesn't attempt to fix the situation with fists instead of words

• Others might tease him for being stupid sometimes, but he's actually smart. Not academically smart, but street-smart if you know what I'm talking about

• In the future, he wants to have children of his own. In the present he focuses on his job and takes it very seriously, since it's the most important in his life next to his family. But he doesn't shy away from the thoughts of retiring and settling down with his children and a wife

• He enjoys cartoons in some situations. He knows they are dumb and not even funny, but after difficult missions he likes to have them as a background noise or something that can take his mind off the things that happened

• He has two older sisters, so has a lot of experience living with women. Once they waxed his arms as a joke, but he kind of liked it. They settled on an agreement after that: whenever they were all home and had the time, they would do it for him again if he wanted

• Also, because of that his room is also one of the cleanest out of everyone. He keeps everything organized and tidy, and doesn't like when his stuff is out of order

#cod #call of duty #cod mw2 #mw2 #modern warfare2 #john mactavish #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish #headcanons #soap headcanons #john mactavish headcanons

[aragarna]

Please rant about the new musketeer movie, I need to know how bad it is on a scale from Michael York to Mathew McFaydden, so I know if it's worth trying to hunt down a cinema or wait till it's out on dvd

Well.... The good news is, there's no flying ship in that one. Not sure where to put it though. It's not atrocious, but it's lacking something. I'm always happy to see my boys, and the cast is good. It is rather entertaining at times, and I'm sure people not as attached to the characters as I am might not be as harsh as me but... I guess I was hoping for more? For better? Why is it that there can't be a single decent modern adaptation?!

The rest under the cut because spoilers for The Three Musketeers: d'Artagnan

First, it's visually ugly. It's all in brown and dark tones. Apparently the weather in France is always bad, ranging from pouring rain to clouds and fog. Even the red robe of the cardinal doesn't pop up! And don't get me started on the musketeer's uniforms. Why is it that every single recent movie wants to make them something that they're not. We *know* what they looked like. Blue casaques with a big white cross. Would it look out of fashion today? Of course! Even slightly ridiculous? Maybe. But Mordious, that's a 17th century uniform! Just play along! So, in this one, it becomes a very dark navy blue long coat with a black cross on the arm. It's actually so indisguishable that you can never tell when they're wearing it or not.

But okay, fine, if it was the only issue, I would have waved it off. The rest of the costumes, though probably not historically accurate, look pretty cool over all. If only they had more colors. Can you believe that there's a costumed ball, with one character wearing an arlequin costume and ... it doesn't even look like rainbow-y!

(can you tell I'm slightly mad at the movie's terrible coloring?)

And overall, I felt it wasn't very well filmed. Like, this isn't just a swashbluckler, it's The Swashbuckler story, so gotta work on those sword fights! Give me some fancy fighting! Work a real choregraphy! I understand that this is not the Errol Flynn era anymore but come on. So their idea to make it more "modern" was to use sequence-shots for the fight scenes. That is not a bad idea, but when there's no real choregraphy to follow, that just makes everything messy and pointless. So yeah, disappointed with the action scenes.

My other major source of annoyment was the lack of character development, or just character moments. D'Artagnan flirting with Constance was fine, but it's *not* the main story. It should have been the friendship between our four heroes. Instead of adding a whole new plot, I wish they'd taken the time with the canon scenes. Show me more why they went from being this close to kill each other, to instant friends ready to die for each other. Making Porthos bisexual is fine. I don't mind modernization of characters, but did you have to tell and show me this very clearly 3 times, but then give him virtually no other line of dialogue the rest of the movie? Romain Duris as Aramis is particularly awesome, but the poor guy is just as useless. The film is such a waste of a good casting. D'Artagnan, the main character, barely gets more time. Where is my ever-resourceful, cunning, smart and quick thinking hero? Young and idealistic but also natural leader d'Artagnan? His scenes with Constance are cute enough (and I don't mind that they got rid of Mr. Bonacieux) but I wanted more bonding with the boys! It's called The Three Musketeers, not My Cute Landlady. François Civil does a decent job but he isn't given the most subtle text...

Athos is the only one that is allowed a bit more development, but he's reduced to be a sappy old man. AAARGH ATHOS IS NOT AN OLD MAN. I do like Vincent Cassel, but the movie comes out 20 years too late for him to be a musketeer. Athos is not old, he is just the only vaguely grown-up one of the group. And come on "I don't have enough will to live to lie." ?! What the Hell?

All the characters feel reduced to a single dimension.

And yes, I do realize that you can't fit hundreds of pages in two 2-hour movies, but still, I feel like there were ways to make the movie better if it had been more character-oriented. The only real good character is the King. He has all the best lines and Louis Garrell is perfect.

Finally, while I don't mind when they take liberties from the original story, I'm not sure that the whole side plot actually adds anything. If you're worried about lack of plots, just develop the exisiting ones instead of rushing them in and out of England, maybe? It's Alexandre Dumas you're adapting, don't tell me there aren't enough twists in that plot!

And what annoys me about that side plot is that it starts with Athos being arrested. Which means that, from the start, they're never all four of them together. Which also means that that one supposedly emotional letter from Athos sounds a bit phony. Why would he care for that young idiot that he met only once?

Let my musketeers be all together, Morbleu!

Anyway, to try and end on a more positive note: it does remain entertaining enough that you're not bored. They filmed in real places - Le Louvre looks actually like Le Louvre - which is always a bonus. Louis XIII is awesome, and all the court intrigues are probably the best parts. And they do have a second movie coming out this December to try and make up for that one. We can expect War! Love! Tragedy! Vengeance! (and hopefully more character development?)

Sorry, that was long. All this to say: meh.

#the three musketeers #the three musketeers d'artagnan #the three musketeers spoilers #movie rant

[ae-neon]

Being Nice to Cassian Because New Year, New Me

Unpopular ACOTAR Opinion? My Top Cassian Ships And Why They Are Perfect

Disclaimer: I will anti Nessian until I die and in the next life too

My top Cassian AU preferences are Illyrian x Illyrian or at least Lesser Fae x Lesser Fae (I hate the term Lesser Fae, someone give me an alternative)

I've seen some Cassian x Emerie mentions but I can't speak on her cause I don't know her so...

I've also seen Azriel x Cassian but - as someone who loves Friends To Lovers and hates when people pull 'sibling energy' outta their ass - they literally feel like siblings idk

SO HERE'S THE BEST CASSIAN SHIPS

Feyssian and Lussian.

Let's start with Feyssian : this should be obvious. Yes they are a great rep of a platonic relationship. I know. Moving on.

While this would still have some iffy elements like the 500+ age gap, the power imbalances aren't nearly as atrocious as their respective canon ships.

Cassian is a general and a trained warrior unlike Feyre but when they meet she's already become High Fae, a known legend and has a drop of power from all 7 courts. Status wise she's already above him so this balances things quite well

And to further even things out, because he's not the lord of his court or a daemati - there's no real opportunity to manipulate her into anything

They already get along really well and have great chemistry in canon so I don't have to explain that.

Also my personal HC of seeing Feyre become a Valkyrie and take part in the Bloodrite goes really well with acomaf and acowar Cassian's potential to really be at the centre of an Illyrian cultural revolution.

They could have great moments training together, teasing each other, insane potential for very sexy encounters. It's honestly just perfect, real true love soulmate shit.

Remember acotar is YA not a dark romance

Now Lussian : one of my top ships so excuse me for fangirling

Lucien x Cassian is Nessian without an abusive power imbalance.

Like imagine Lucien acting as emissary between Spring and Night in a AU acomaf timeline.

All the same jabbing kinda flirting as in Nessian but without one party being significantly older, stronger and in a more powerful and stable position.

Lucien has as much wit as Nesta so Cassian might still find himself on the losing end but it probably won't be as mean or meant to injure as Nesta's retorts.

Cassian pulling on a strand of Lucien's red hair and asking him if the curtains match the drapes

Them sparring shirtless

Cassian gets offended when Lucien doesn't trust Rhysand and Lucien is equally as defensive of Tamlin. Learning how much each of their HL's mean to the other when they reveal their personal bonds 😭😭😭

Cassian calling Lucien a little prince. Lucien calling Cassian a bastard. And then one day the words aren't meant to hurt, tinged with affection

A courtier and a soldier. Lucien teaching Cassian how to dance, hands on his waist...

Cassian besting Lucien in the practice ring and pinning him but shocked at how pretty Lucien is with his hair all fanned out on the floor...

Cassian telling Lucien his scar is a badge because that's what Illyrian warriors truly believe

GOD THIS SHIP!!!! WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THEM!!!!

That's how you do enemies to lovers.

#aaaahhh so good #acotar unpopular opinion #lussian #feyssian #cassian x lucien #cassian x feyre #lucien vanserra #cassian #feyre archeron #lucien x cassian #feyre x cassian #acotar #acomaf #acowar #anti acosf #anti nessian

[pixelmensupremacy]

A mission failed

Summary: Assigned to rescue the president's daughter, Leon and (Y/N) head to a rural village in Spain. In search for the girl, a fateful occurrence changed them forever.

A/N: I want to thank you all so so so much for 100 followers. It really means the world to me to know that someone enjoys what I do and I am so grateful for every single one of you. Also to celebrate, I present to you the first chapter of a fic series I'm currently working on. I kinda forgot to add the summary... Oopsie.

Word count: 2.9k

Masterlist

WARNINGS: attempt at comedy, fem!reader, flirting, canon typical violence, graphic description of violence, quite gory

Chapter 1

Eerie mist- akin to soft, but cold blanket- hid the leaf covered ground; a thick wall of trees surrounded the few houses, laying on the outskirts of the atrocious village. Every of (Y/N)’s steps were hesitant; her entire form shivered, though not only due to the cool early autumn breeze, but rather by some instinct, alerting her that something was terribly wrong. Yet she was quick to brush it off, for she assumed it was just her anxiety, pestering her already busy mind.

All by herself, she explored her surroundings, searching for any clues as to where the president’s daughter may be; she and her colleague Leon often split to cover more ground in less time and this practice proved to be sufficient. He did the same as her, though with the other half of the abandoned homes- or at least that’s what she thought.

Unnerving sensation caused her stomach to twist; distressing thoughts linking to her partner continued to pester her mind. She was worried about him more than she would ever admit; throughout her time working as a DSO agent, (Y/N) had crossed paths with Leon far too many times for her not to get even the slightest bit attached to the guy- she hated herself for it.

Tall dilapidated building piqued her interest- it was a rather big house that definitely has seen better days; a bunch of holes gaped on top of the roof, while its windows –although undamaged- were coated with thick layers of dust. Nearing the front porch, (Y/N) cautiously rested her index finger on the trigger of her handgun as she shot at the locker, keeping the front door shut. Inside, every piece of furniture was covered with a thick blanket of dust that also filled the air; in front of her stood a singular table with a few chairs around it; at the bottom of the room was a darken hallway, leading to a spacious room decorated with chairs that appeared to be in a very poor condition. Surprisingly, there was another passage to a different room; the agent aimed her weapon as she entered. Much to her relief, there was no evidence of recent residence, until she eyed a brown object with the corner of her eye- Leon’s jacket.

Time seemed to have stopped; the trees outside the window slowly rolled before her eyes. Mindlessly she admired the uncanny beauty of the lonely forest.

“How much do we have until we get there?”

“Don’t be impatient. It will take some time.” The agent rolled her eyes at the unsatisfying response; her (E/C) eyes lingered on her companion, who appeared to be unbothered. His icy irises gazed at whatever the subject of his attention was, whilst the dirty blond strands of his hair gracefully fell in his face.

“Haven’t they told you it’s rude to stare?” Immediately (Y/N) looked away, a faint blush dusted her cheeks in a soft pink color- she didn’t even realize she was staring.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Kennedy. I was just looking at your fancy jacket is all.” She quickly managed to make up an excuse though she actually fancied it, but him she fancied even more.

“Hunnigan, have you heard from Leon?”

“Our last transmission was an hour ago. He said he learned about a secret passage going through the village that supposedly leads to where Ashley Graham is help captive. Isn’t he with you-“

“Thanks.” (Y/N) quickly cut her off before storming off to the village.

Odd silence had fallen upon the settlement that both relieved and alarmed her; ruffling golden-brown leaves danced under the arrangement of the chilly wind, composing a quiet melody.  (Y/N) clung to the leather jacket- accidentally inhaling Leon’s scent of cologne- to preserve her body warmth from the merciless wind. Without a direction, she stomped in-between the houses and around the main paths; reaching a gate with a strange symbol on it, (Y/N) heard commotion- chainsaw and gunshots.

Helplessly, she banged on the solid metal doors, but to no avail- it didn’t budge; though she managed to climb over the fence with little to no effort. Once on the other side, she was greeted by a group of locals that made it impossible to circle around them; a singular grenade was all it took to neutralized them. In the nick of time, she reached a back yard to a two story residence only to see Leon trapped- hopelessly emptying the magazine of his handgun- underneath a guy with a chainsaw. Perfectly, the bullet of her gun pierced his elbow, unarming him before firing a critical second shot to his head. Leon groaned as he pushed away the- now dead- guy.

“You’re no good without me.” (Y/N) smeared the blood splatters on her face before reaching her hand out to him.

“Is that my jacket.” He pointed out as he stood up.

“I’ll take it as a ‘thank you for saving my ass, (Y/N). I couldn’t have survived without you’.”

“I’ve been away for a few hours and you already stole my jacket.”

“Well in my defense I forgot mine back in the car and I was getting cold. That’s when I found yours abandoned in some random house-“

“It looks good on you.” He interrupted her, ignoring her little speech.

“Well of course it does. But maybe I should give it back to you.” She suggested, eying his bare forehands.

“It’s either you or me and I don’t want you to get a cold.” He explained

“Yeah sure.” A painfully awkward silence filled the air. “So where did you say that secret passage is?” (Y/N) spoke up.

“How do you know about that?”

“Hunnigan told me.”

“Women.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

If (Y/N) found the village to be creepy, then nothing could’ve prepared her for the church. Its rural exterior wasn’t extraordinary, though the cemetery made up for all wicked that the church itself lacked in appearance. Fortunately, or not so fortunately, the two agents had to go through some other obstacles before being able to enter the church. From running from giant boulders to being chased in a lake by zombified villagers and right when (Y/N) though she has seen everything a local fed one of the policemen to a ginormous reptile. She didn’t like the guy, but still her heart clenched in disbelief and pity, yet what was even worse she had to see that monstrosity up close.

“You’re nuts.” She gaped at her fellow agent.

“Looks like the only way to the other side.”

“I would rather not.”

“Well unless you can teleport.” Leon gave her an ironic smile to which she pouted.

“Fine.” He offered her help- like ever the gentleman he was, but she ignored him, instead she hopped right in the boat.

Unlike what she expected, the waters seemed calm and there was no trace of the creature- what a relief.

“Didn’t imagine our first date to be on a boat.” (Y/N) laughed at his flirtatious comment- a rush of blood flooded to her cheeks, just as she was about to strike back a comeback to put him in his place their boat shook. The two shared a startled gaze; the motorboat rocked once more before the reptile emerged from the lake. It managed to drag the boat with itself, intentionally driving them into logs.

“(Y/N), try to avoid the logs while I take care of this fella.” She nodded and did just that.

Horrific wails came from the monster’s mouth with every hook Leon threw at it, piercing its thick skin. On the other hand, (Y/N) struggled with keeping them afloat, since the creature didn’t stop swimming around. By the time Leon ran out of hooks the thing looked like a damn pincushion, but thankfully that was more than enough to take it down. A sigh of relief left her lungs far too early, for the rope of the anvil- still attached to the creature- wrapped around her ankle, almost instantly dragging her into the lake.

“(Y/N)!” Desperately he shouted, his hand managed to grab her leg moment before it was too late and cut the rope.

“You alright?” The agent held her by her shoulders, rubbing soothing circles into her skin.

“Yeah let’s just get to shore.”

Soon enough they reached solid ground; (Y/N) swore she could collapse right then and there, seemingly Leon was just as drained from this horrific encounter. His legs wobbled underneath him, causing him to lose balance. Quickly she ran to him, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and brought him inside a nearby shack. Luckily for her, there was a bed, where she managed to lay him before he passed out. On instinct, her fingers intertwined with his all the while her free hand covered him with his jacket.

“What happened to you, Leon?” Her (E/C) irises flickered with worry at the sight of his lifeless form; her other hand rose to cup his cheek, but she stopped once she realized it was covered in blood. Her gaze trailed down to his palm only to notice fresh traces of the crimson liquid; something was terribly wrong with Leon- what it was she had no clue.

Silently she sat by his side, gently playing with his hair, whilst she waited for him to wake up. Her curious gaze studied him in order to avoid getting trapped in her head; he was pale and his body was hot to the touch. Suddenly, he began shaking and mumbling in his sleep, typical signs of a nightmare (Y/N) was far from unfamiliar with.

“Leon, wake up.” The agent gently shook him until he gasped for air.

“You were having a nightmare.”

“Yeah.” He confirmed her suspicion, his hand held hers tightly.

“You got me scared for a moment. You passed out a few hours ago.”

“What?” Leon looked at her in disbelief.

“Yeah. For a moment I got worried you’ll miss out on all the fun.” (Y/N) cracked a smile of relief at the sight of his lips curling into a charming grin; she even didn’t get the urge to punch his stupid face for almost dying on her in fact, an urge within her rose to connect her lips-.

“Then I better catch up.” He sat up and that’s when she realized their hands were still laced together; flustered she pulled away.

“For once you’ve got a good idea.” (Y/N) rose from the bed, avoiding his gaze; he followed behind her.

“I think you forgot something.” His husky voice rang in her ear -causing shivers to run down her spine- as he placed the jacket atop her shoulders, his hands intentionally lingered along her arms.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Miraculously they managed to find the key needed to unlock the church’s gate- the round insignia; at the sight of the object, (Y/N) cracked a smile as a memory popped up in her mind.

“What the hell are you doing?” She snapped at her fellow agent, who just randomly shot at one of the wooden pillars.

“Sweetheart, you like this?” Inching closer to him, she saw a shiny piece of jewelry atop his palm- a golden ring.

“Is that your cheap excuse of a wedding proposal?” She raised a brow at the ring in his hand; he snickered at her words.

“Maybe, though I doubt this is everything, but cheap.” He noted as he observed the shiny red gem of the jewelry.

A group of villagers emerged from the cave, interrupting the moment between the two. Forced back into the present moment, the two agents killed them and went in the direction where the locals came from and there it was the cult’s insignia. Akin to a fantasy movie script, the wall lifted and revealed a passage, which led back to the church.

After having to deal with a headache inducing puzzle, the two of them finally managed to find the president’s daughter; the poor girl was curled in a corner- for who knows how long- and almost hit Leon with a wooden plank as a self-defense.

“Calm down. Everything’s going to be just fine. We’re sent here under the president’s order.” Leon reassured her before introducing both (Y/N) and himself.

“What? My father!” The girl exclaimed, her eyes shined with a glimpse of hope.

Meanwhile (Y/N) contacted Hunnigan, updating her of the status of their mission.

“We’re heading back to the village. A chopper will wait for us at the extraction point.” She informed her colleague.

“Sounds promising.” Off they went towards the exit of the church, until an unfamiliar voice broke the eerie silence; in synch, the trio froze in place.

“I’ll take the girl.” The three of them stood still; before them stood a man, dressed in unfashionable purple cloak that covered his entire form, except for his charming face. He introduced himself as Saddler -the master of the cult; much like a typical villain, he went on to explain his motives- from why he abducted the president’s daughter to what he plans on doing with her.

“I think they shot something in my neck.” Ashley nervously scratched the back of her neck as her memories flooded back in her mind at Saddler’s words.

“What did you do to her?”

“We just planted her a little gift. Oh, there’s going to be one hell of a party when she returns home to her loving father.” Saddler let out a complacent laugh. “But before that, I thought I might bargain with the president for some donations. Believe it or not it’s quite a lot of money to keep this church up and running.” He explained, a smug expression was written on his face.

“Faith and money will get you nowhere, Saddler.” Leon spoke up, unknowingly sharing the same opinion as his colleague.

“I believe I forgot to tell you we gave you the same gift.”

“When I was unconscious.” Leon uttered; shaken, (Y/N) stared at him- was he also infected?

“When the eggs hatch you will become my puppets. Involuntarily, you’ll do as I say, I’ll have total control over your minds. Sadly, we must’ve forgotten about your partner.” The man motioned to the other agent. “But I can ensure we will make up for this mistake shortly.”

“That’s a very alluring offer, but I’m afraid I’ll have to decline.” Right after (Y/N) spoke up, two members of the supposed ‘community’ entered the church- armed with crossbows. Before they cloud react, the trio broke through the window, managing to escape unharmed.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Silently they made their way towards a massive bridge. Once again anxiety pestered (Y/N)’s mind; fear pierced her heart at the thought of her partner’s fate and Ashley’s as well- if anything were to happen to her it would be over for both her and Leon. The beep of the video transmitter broke her train of thought.

“I have some bad news.”

“I’d rather not hear it.” Leon returned; near him, (Y/N) took a deep breath, bracing herself for the worst.

“I’m afraid I have to tell you anyway. We’ve lost contact with the chopper. Someone must have shot it down, though we can’t determine who.”

“Great.” The agent spat.

“We’re prepping another chopper for you. Meanwhile, I want you to head towards the extraction point”

“Perfect.” (Y/N) sighed deeply.

Up ahead stood a lonely cabin, surrounded by desolate grounds, or at least they were up until a group of locals showed up; just when (Y/N) thought it couldn’t get any worse, even more villagers came from behind them, angrily yelling something in Spanish.

“What are we going to do?” Ashley franticly asked.

“Hate to say it, but we are sandwiched.”

“That cabin seems like our only choice.” The other agent pointed out and there they went. Quickly, the agents busted through the door with their guns in the air; the building appeared to be abandoned- much like all of the other houses. Once Ashley got inside they closed the door shut.

“Leon.” Suddenly a wooden plank flew across the room, which Leon caught. A mysterious man approached the trio, he had his dark long hair parted in the middle and looked to be uninfected.

“Small word, ay?” Leon stayed silent, instead he barricaded the door with the plank at hand.

“I see that the president equipped his daughter with ballistics too.” He commented whilst eying Ashley.

“How rude! And I don’t believe there’s any relevance with my figure or my standing. Who are you?” She snapped at the stranger, to which (Y/N) mentally high fived her.

“Who’s this guy?” (Y/N) asked Leon, whilst the two of them secured the first floor with whatever they had.

“Name’s Luis. I met him when we split. I think we can trust him.”

“I sure as hell hope so.”

“Oh, excuse me, Your Highness. Perhaps the young lady might want to introduce herself first before asking someone’s name.”

“Her name’s Ashley Graham, the president’s daughter.” Ashley stated matter-of-factly.

“Leon, you didn’t care to acquaint me with your girlfriend?” The man motioned to (Y/N); Leon stayed silent and for a moment the agent saw a brief change in his expression.

“(Y/N). Me and Leon were assigned to rescue the president’s daughter, though it seems you already know that.” She shared, despite not being entirely convinced by Luis.

“Look.” Ashley pointed to one of the windows; a hoard of villagers lurked outside and were getting closer with each passing second. Their lit torches formed a sea of dancing flames the more they piled up; their growing numbers both shocked and awed the poor survivors inside the cabin.

“Ashley, upstairs.” Obediently, she followed Leon’s order.

“Okay it’s game time.”

#resident evil fanfiction #resident evil x reader #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon scott kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon scott kennedy x reader

[ggadtomarry]

The problem with GGAD

I think I've discovered my problem with GGAD.

Meaning, I love the essence of it. I love its concept and potential.

But I think the canon is a complete mess. And it looks like many fans think so, too.

A warning: I don't think FB are good movies. I don't mean any harm in this, if you love them, more power to you! But for me, they don't work.

The first movie, plot-wise, is atrocious. Also Gellert couldn't be defeated before his duel with Albus or the Elder Wand would have changed master!! That's a fundamental plot point!

Contrast HP: a series of 7 books that are surprisingly really coherent. If you forgive lots of absurdism in the first book, there aren't retcons of any important points.

But FB? Oh, boy. It is evident they didn't know what they wished to do with these movies. Are they about magical pokemons? Are they about the war with Grindelwald? Who knows!

Also, Gellert himself and his relationship with Albus are full of retcons and absurd points. What was Gellert's plan in FB1? And if a group of mismatched wixen and aurors is enough to take him down, what about Albus being the only one able to defeat him?

Albus, against his better judgment, still loves him, in spite of knowing how much violent he is. Awesome concept, splendid idea! What about showing us Gellert's human side, then? He's charismatic af and MadsGellert is hot as hell, but he has almost more kicking the dog scenes than Tom... Killing a newborn, abusing one of his most faithful, torturing a muggle for the Evulz. Come on.

Show us a complicated man with a complicated revolutionary plan. Show us a man able to contain his violence and focused on the bigger picture. Show us a man who still hopes to seduce his husband to his cause. Show us a man who doesn't hate muggles but recognizes them for the danger they are.

With the state of canon, it's no wonder many felt attracted to this delicious ship. But it's like we have to do lots of mental work to speculate and create fanworks.

Such as, what really happened in the summer of love? We need lots of flashbacks but they don't seem eager to show us the story.

How were they as a couple? Was Gellert smitten? Was Albus crazy with happiness? Why was their relationship a secret? Was Gellert very gentle with him? Was he possessive? What about Gellert being a foreigner? Was Albus dreaming of a life together with him, forever? What exactly did they plan? What kind of revolution? Why did Gellert escape? Did they have any contacts?

Is Albus against the idea of wixen's secrecy? I love thinking he is.

Why is Gellert still focused on protecting Albus almost a century after their summer of love? Does he still love him? Did they have contact?

How can Albus still love a remorseless killer? What in Gellert still attract him?

Lots of questions, almost no answers. And beautiful incredible pieces of canon: Albus seeing Gellert in the mirror of Erised, Albus and Gellert creating a blood path in an incredibly intimate ritual, Gellert being very charismatic and being right (Muggles are very dangerous and nobody cares), Gellert and Albus meeting for tea and flirting, Gellert and Albus touching each other and melting, and so go on.

So in this mess I feel like every fan has to work to create a coherent story about these ones, with their particular shade of headcanons, theories, wild guesses, and personal preferences.

And this may be because I can't find lots of works that appeal to me and my peculiar kind of GGAD. I like the Weibo/Lofter/Pixiv interpretations of GGAD more, no sure what it means. Maybe it resonates with Weibo/Lofter/Pixiv fans in a different way (the diffuse hate on Albus looks like an American phenomenon).

This is just my 2 cents. I know sometimes common fanon disagrees with you and you can't really do anything about it. I just think in this case there are objective causes for which the GGAD fandom is so fragmented.

#ggad #grindeldore #albus dumbledore #gellert grindleward

[cloudninetonine]

Extra stuff I thought about but didn't want to put in the first one.

We've established and made canon that Koridai have freckles. Well, it's common to depict fae with freckles (either with reason or it just looks good), well imagine fairy!player also sporting a nice ol' freckled face to match (que courage seething). Imagine Player giving extra attention to Koridai's cheeks much to his delight (que courage seething).

Koridai probably didn't feel too fondly of his freckles. Either ignoring them in favor of his better traits (atrocious flirting), or downright hating them due to his old town's belief that freckles were the traits of witches/fae danger. Luckily, the people around castle town didn't have such beliefs, but the words still stung. But to see a god person so great, seeing something so wonderful in something so hideous, maybe his old marks aren't so bad after all. Hell, it even gives him a leg up on the competition.

One of our favourite freckly boy getting some love will always make me happy. Player counting his freckles with kisses all over his face and his ears are just flapping happily while he's got a lovesick expression on his face.

(Courage tries to paint freckles on his face but his plan doesn't end well, it's fine though because Player is happy to share the love and his usual cocky expression is replaced with a enamoured one.

#cloud answers #Anon asks

[guildwuff2]

5, 8, 9, and 24 for Mu and Zoxu! 💖

@mystery-salad

5: Favorite place!

Mu honestly loves the Shiverpeaks in general, she's pretty well-adapted to a cold climate! She probably enjoyed Snowden Drifts the most, lots of wilderness for her to run around in without getting spotted

Zoxu's pretty fond of Metrica Province, it's where they grew up! Having travelled all over central Tyria with Mu, they found themself thinking of home the most

8 (and 9): (Perceived) Strengths/weaknesses

(yes i wanna combine 'em)

Mu's strength, imo, is her ability to connect with people! Time and time again she's found some really unlikely friends, and if not friends, people she's had a surprisingly chill conversation with. Not that she's necessarily befriended anyone that wishes her or her friends harm, nor would she forgive the people who've hurt her, but more in the sense that she can easily see past an intimidating exterior to find the person beneath it. Her perceived strength is that she's smart--and she is! Not a whole lot gets past her (literally and figuratively, lmfao).

Her weakness? thus far? is that she's pretty stubborn. Like, beyond a regular kind of stubborn, she's minotaur stubborn. It's played to her favor a few times now, at least when it comes to her arguing for Zoxu's wellbeing (i.e., scoopsing them when they won't sleep, or in the past insisting they care for themself before her), but it's caused her problems before. Her perceived weakness would easily be her Rage, and she blames herself quite a bit whenever she's in a dangerous situation where she's come close to it/succumbed to it.

Zoxu's strength is their tenacity. If they put their mind to it and they're determined to see it through, they'll get it done. Hell, they spent like three years surviving in the wilderness with a giant supersoldier experiment, undetected! They don't give themself nearly enough credit for the things they've done well. Their perceived strength would be their glamour ability; they've spent so long needing glamours to hide, they've gotten remarkably good at them! (It's a bit of a running joke that they're a little Too good at them, and they'll get flirted with by accident when glamoured as a non-asura. Usually they just break the bad news that they're actually an asura or just politely decline and try to escape the situation.)

Their weakness is absolutely their lack of confidence in themself. Their tenacity only really extends to the people they care about, and they tend to neglect their own needs as a result. They struggle a lot with the more combat-oriented aspects of mesmer magic, martial training in general, and often feel extremely out of their element in an organization like the Priory, where they feel like they're surrounded by so many powerful, competent and intelligent people. The Imposter Syndrome is pretty intense, especially when they do get recognized for any achievements they do accomplish. Their perceived weakness would definitely play into this: "I'm not as smart as the rest of these people, I get injured way too much, my magic sucks, I'm clumsy and new to this shit. Also my luck is atrocious." (The last statement is correct).

24: Which canon npc would they get along with?

OH HRM....

Mu would honestly get along with most everyone? She'd be Far too shy to approach any of the more famous people, especially out of her charr glamour, but if she could comfortably disguise herself, watch out Tyria there's a new friend in town!!! (lbr she would Love Taimi with her whole heart, even if Scruffy intimidates her)

Zoxu would be the opposite! It would take Mu introducing them to people for them to want to meet anyone. They are secretly a fan of the Commander/Dragon's Watch though, they've loved stories about adventures and heroes since they were a wee li'l sprout and they'd completely trip over themself if they had a chance to meet them. They're pretty quiet about this though, shh, don't tell.

#asks #mu goodheart #zoxu #thank you! #these were a blast

[melatoninburst]

The ongoing canon of this blog is Shanice literally only flirts when she plays UNO butt she also says the most atrocious things known to man because she thinks it’ll secure her the win by freaking her opponent out. She genuinely doesn’t expect anyone to react to it fondly and she has no interest in doing anything but win. In Ignihyde verse, though, she just starts telling them facts she knows about them that sound very ominous. 

#headcanons. ( sleepy facts ) #( yes it's a joke but also don't play it with her bc she will say some down bad shit )

[alienaiver]

OMG a blog that does DGM!!! Could I get some random relationship headcanons of lavi please? I miss him🥺

YEYE HELLO!!!!  and god you and me boTH 😭😭 i want him back asap blease<3 (and in one piece THANKS)

i kept these fluff and in a modern!au kind of setting but it’s kinda free (real estate)

wordcount: 554 words warnings: none, cute fluff to ignore canon</3, genderneutral reader!

When Lavi falls in love, he falls hard

The first time he actually realizes he's in love with you is because he gave Bookman a list of symptoms he experienced and asked if there's any rare diseases where these would make sense (he hadn’t made the connection yet that you were the common denominator because sometimes he had the “symptoms” when he was with your entire friend group and not just you.)

Lavi's also a little bit of a coward, romantically - because he's a dork and inexperienced in flirting

So it takes him a while to really start flirting with you, and when he does, it’s chaotic as heck

The first long list of pick-up lines he throws at you are hand-picked from hours of research (most of them fall flat or just straight up confuses you) and he even throws three or four in within the same 30 minutes out of sheer panic that they don’t seem to be working!

He loves playing with hair -  any length!! You’ve fallen asleep on the couch with him and when you wake up, his hand is still massaging your scalp gently. You turn around slightly, expecting to be met with his emarald eye and one of his warm smiles but instead, he’s sleeping peacefully, his hand still running along your scalp gently.

Whenever you have an outing together, Lavi LOVES when you pick his outfit. Not because hes a fashion disaster, he’s got a basic and decent taste (but his color match-ups are sometimes atrocious)

He just feels a sense of pride when he’s walking around town with you in an outfit you picked, that you think suits him (also boosts his ego and makes him feel a little bit handsome<3)

OBVIOUSLY doesn’t mind making them himself if you’re busy or don’t want to, but it’s an act that makes him feel a bit special

Proudly tells everyone you meet that you’re dating. He went with you to a work dinner once and told them that you’re together - they all nodded and one of your co-workers answered with a confused, “we know..?”

Lavi knows every single one of your comfort foods and drinks for every kind of occasion - you’re feeling sad and down? Let him run to the store real quick and he’s back with everything that might cheer you up - including your favorite comfort movie at the ready. You’re pissed off and frustrated about something? He’s already made you that hot beverage you like as he gently massages your shoulders and let’s you get it out of your system!

His favorite past time is reading aloud for you. He’s never really read aloud for anyone like this, so it feels extremely intimate to him and he fought through a blush the entire first time he did it, poor boy was stuttering through the first chapter until he got more comfortable (because you grabbed his free hand and squeezed.)

His favorite animals are foxes, because they’re in his favorite color, so he’s definitely gotten you and him matching fox kigurumis!

Lavi can't sing clean to save his life, but when you're cuddled up close in bed and he gruffly almost whisper-murmurs out lullabies that Allen taught him, it feels like home and you fall asleep with a smile on your face

THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING <3 i hope these are to your liking !! lmk if you'd like more, i love doing anything d gray man 🥹🥹🧡🧡

#dgm x reader #d. gray man x reader #lavi x reader #lavi bookman x reader #nohr.headcanons #nohr.request #nohr.dgm #nohr.writing #FR THO MWUAH MWUAH FOR REQEUSTING THESE!!!! ILYSM and im giving u an endless supply of cookies <333333 #i just. fuck i love dgm i just started re-reading and im on a HIGH #also the fox thing is just a headcanon BUT the color is canon!! no matter HOW SILLY i think it is that his fav color is orange #I DO RESPECT HOSHINO THO