#and when I do have time I can’t get the motivation to actually draw anything

[endermagpieart]

What do you mean I’m a bit late for Janus’ big day? Of course not, how could you say such a thing! I definitely didn’t forget all about it in my absence and only get reminded in the incorrect quotes video live chat; that’s not like me at all ;]

Anyways I decided to dress our sassy snake in some different outfits I think he’d like. He seems like the type to get all dolled up on his birthday and it goes with Thomas posting pics in outfits inspired by the sides on their appreciation days!

@thatsthat24

#sanders sides #janus sanders #ts janus #thomas sanders #sanders sides fanart #my hoard #I’ve returned! #the newest asides came out and I remembered how much I love it #so I’m hyperfixated again and I’ve not now peace since #it is nice to actually finish something again tho #I’ve been pretty busy working lately and now I’m starting to pack to move into my first apartment! #so not much time to really sit down and draw #and when I do have time I can’t get the motivation to actually draw anything #I want to get better about posting stuff on here #(even though it feels like I’m just dreaming into the void a lot) #even just silly little things or rough sketches I’ll never finish #I hope it’ll help me continue to draw and make things again #I forgot how nice it is #anyways if you’ve read this far thanks #have a cookie :] 🍪

[grxmreaperx]

Professor Hoffman

Pairing: (professor!) Mark Hoffman x (f!) reader

Word count: 3.1k (oops)

Warnings: 18+!! this is absolute filth. Daddy kink, choking, oral (m! receiving), fingering (f! receiving), dirty talk, p in v penetration, creampie, age gap (everyone is over 18!!), praise/degradation. Mark being a bastard. I’m so sorry

Summary: You weren’t expecting much from your criminology class. But when you see your professor for the first time, you realize the class may be much more interesting than you were expecting.

I went so overboard with this. I do not know where this came from. I apologize for my actions. Also, all of my knowledge comes from Jim Can’t Swim and Explore With Us interrogation analysis videos, so don’t come for me if some of the criminology stuff is wrong!!

You walked into the lecture hall, bag digging into your shoulder after a long day, trying to find a seat. You sighed. Almost every seat was full, people congregating in the back. You set yourself down in the second row from the front, one of the few empty seats.

You pulled your laptop out of your bag, trying to keep yourself awake. This was your last class of the day and all you could think about was getting back to your apartment and having a nice dinner.

You stifled a yawn, eyes unfocused on your screen.

“Welcome, everyone.”

The deep voice jolted you from your haze, drawing your eyes up from your computer, and onto him.

You felt a jolt run through your body as you took him in. Dark hair neatly pushed back, full lips, chest straining at his suit.

“I’m Professor Hoffman. I’ll be your criminology instructor this semester.”

Shit, maybe you weren’t so ready to go home anymore.

--

That was the one class you didn’t find yourself dreading. Your other psychology and criminal justice classes were a bore, lecturers talking monotonously for an hour and twenty minutes as you tried desperately to stay awake. Professor Hoffman’s class was actually interesting, it challenged you, made you think. He didn’t force you all to listen to him talk the entire time, even if you wouldn’t have minded hearing that voice for hours on end. He had been a detective before switching to teaching a few years back, so he played interrogation tapes, having you all watch the body language, the word choice, the facial expressions of the suspect.

And it was nice to have something pretty to look at while he taught.

You were a bit embarrassed by how many times he had caught you staring at him. You had never looked at a professor as anything more than a teacher, a mentor, before now. But during his lecture, you found your mind drifting. What his voice would sound like in your ear, how his hands would feel roaming over you, the noises he would make.

You had had your fair share of adventures in college, going out with your friends and ending up in someone’s bed every once in a while. But none of them had been anything to brag about; frat boys only in it for themselves, guys who had no idea what they were doing, or didn’t know how to make it last.

You needed something more, something satisfying.

“So, tell me, do you think this suspect was guilty or not guilty? And tell me why.”

His voice shook you out of your daydream, bringing you back to your reality. Your eyes scanned over the screen, trying to remember bits and pieces of the interrogation you were supposed to have been watching.

You raised your hand; as much as you hated it, you wanted to impress the man. You wanted to show him that you were smart, that you knew what you were talking about. And that you were paying attention, not just staring at him the entire time.

He nodded towards you, telling you to go ahead. “Not guilty. He got angry when you accused him, which is a very typical response from someone who is being falsely accused. And he didn’t use any hedge words when he was talking, which would be unusual for a guilty person. And there’s no obvious motive.”

Your professor smirked, nodding along as you answered. “Very good. That’s exactly right. Another clue to tell you this was…”

You zoned out, trying to contain yourself at his praise.

--

He scolded himself, his gaze continuously falling onto you throughout every class.

He had left the police department a couple years ago, looking for a job with shorter hours, more time to relax, less frustration.

But now he had a different kind of frustration.

Every class, there you were. Sitting right in front of him, eyes watching him intently as he spoke. He saw the way your face changed every time he walked in the room, your tired face lighting up a bit. He saw the way your gaze lingered on him when you were supposed to be working on an assignment, or watching one of the interviews you were meant to be dissecting.

He noticed your attempts to impress him, always eager to answer his questions. You were always there early, even when others began to slowly fade out, showing up late or not showing up at all.

And, he had to admit, it was working. You were smart, and he could see how interested you were in this topic, even if you seemed to be a bit more interested in him than the class. He knew you’d make a great detective one day; your understanding of others’ minds would be a great asset to the force.

He almost wished he hadn’t left the department. He would give anything to still be in his position when you were first starting out in the field, eager to learn, to impress, to please. He would love for you to train under him, your frustration growing as he teased you, giving you smaller and smaller tasks, making you prove yourself.

He pulled himself away from his thoughts, shuffling his notes together before the start of class.

“Alright everyone, I’ve posted your grades for your last assignment. Some of you did very well, others seem to be a bit distracted in this course.” He purposefully shifted his gaze, meeting your eyes as he spoke this last part.

He suppressed a smirk as he saw your face flush.

“Now, the rational choice theory…”

--

“I really don’t know what I’m doing wrong in that class,” you sighed.

Your friend nodded. “I mean, he is a pretty tough grader. I don’t think I’ve gotten above a C on anything.”

“Yeah, but I feel like my work is good! Some of it he seems to really like, and then others he’s super harsh. But I thought this last paper was really good!”

“Maybe you should go talk to him about it. Maybe he could help you out, tell you what you’re doing wrong.”

“Yeah, I guess. I probably should. I really like this class; I want to do well in it.”

Your friend smirked. “Do you like the class, or do you like the hot professor?”

You lightly slapped their arm. “Shut up, I don’t think he’s hot.”

They laughed. “Of course you do! I see you staring at him all the time! It’s ok: he is pretty hot.”

You felt your face heating up. “Ok, maybe I think he’s kinda hot, but I like the class too!”

“I hear you.”

--

As class ended the next day, you took a breath. You shouldn’t be this nervous to talk to him, he was your professor, of course he would be willing to help you. You lingered in your seat for a few moments, taking longer than usual to stuff your laptop back in your bag. As people filed out of the room, you carefully approached his desk.

“Professor Hoffman?”

He looked up, smiling slightly as he met your eyes. “Yes, what can I do for you?”

“I was hoping that maybe you had time to talk to me about my last paper? I was wondering if you could tell me what I did wrong, or what I could improve next time?”

He regarded you for a moment and you couldn’t help but shift a bit under his gaze.

“Of course. I have another class in a few minutes, but I have time to meet tomorrow, if you’d like.”

You nodded, thanking him as he gave you a time and his office number. “I’ll see you tomorrow, then.”

He smirked. “See you then. Don’t be late.”

--

“What are you all dressed up for?” your friend asked.

“What? I’m not dressed up. Do I look dressed up?”

“I mean, maybe not dressed up, but you look nice. What’s the occasion?”

“Nothing, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

They smiled. “Oh! Now I remember. You have your meeting with the hot professor today! That’s why you dressed so cute.”

“I did not!”

“I don’t believe you. You better hurry up, don’t you have to be there in a few minutes?”

You looked at your phone, cursing under your breath. They were right, you only had a couple minutes before your meeting. You sped up your pace, telling your friend you’d see them later as they walked to their class building.

“You better tell me all about it! Don’t do anything inappropriate, young lady!”

You hurried into the brick building that held Professor Hoffman’s office, trying to find the room number he had given you. Your eyes scanned the plaques next to each door, looking for the one engraved with his name. When you finally found it, the door was shut. You knocked softly, waiting patiently until you heard a voice tell you to come in.

You pushed the door open, examining his office as you entered. One wall was lined with bookshelves, filled with books on psychology, criminal justice, and what looked like case files. His desk sat in front of the window, his back to the light streaming in through the glass. He sat, leaned back in his desk chair, shirt slightly unbuttoned and sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

“Take a seat,” he said, motioning to the chair in front of his desk. You quickly complied, smoothing your skirt as you sat down.

--

He couldn’t keep his eyes off of you when you walked into his office, closing the door behind you. He should have punished you right then for testing him like that: all dressed up for him, pretty skirt cutting off just above your knees, shirt lower cut than he had ever seen you wearing in class.

“So,” he started, trying to regain his composure. “You wanted to talk to me about your paper?”

You nodded. “Yes, sir.” Fuck. “I was wondering if you could tell me what I could have done better with this assignment. I thought I did really well on it, until I got my grade back.”

He cleared his throat. “Yes, well, it was very well-written. And you have the concepts down. But your job was to analyze the video, not just repeat what I had said in class. Even if you put it a bit more eloquently than I did.” He smiled. “I almost get the feeling that you’re a bit…distracted in my class.

He watched as you became flustered, a smile still on his lips. “Well, professor, I just – I just have a lot on my mind. Sometimes it wanders, you know?” Your eyes darted around, staring at your hands, your bag on the floor, the surface of his desk.

He nodded. “Wanders to what?”

He couldn’t help the smug look on his face as you struggled to answer. He knew what your mind wandered to, he could see it on your face when you were supposed to be paying attention to his lectures. He saw the blush on your face, the way your pupils were blown. And he knew exactly where your mind was wandering to.

“Well, you know, to other things I have to do.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Like me?”

Your eyes widened. “What?”

“You heard me. I see the way you stare at me, the look on your face when I catch you. You think I have no idea what you think about when you’re in my class? You think I can’t read you like a book, sweetheart?”

He tilted his head, watching as you took in his words. You looked like a deer in headlights, knowing he had figured out your secret. He saw the way your body stiffened at the pet name, your legs pressing together.

“I’ll tell you what,” he started, against his better judgement. “You really want to improve your grade?”

You nodded. He told himself to stop, to kick you out of his office before he put his career in jeopardy. But, God, the look on your face, so eager to hear what he had to say, pretty face flushed with embarrassment, legs squeezed together so tight he thought you might explode.

“Cmere,” he said in a low voice.

You slowly stood, making your way around his desk to stand in front of him. “Tell me, sweetheart,” he growled. “Where does your mind wander to during my class? I want to hear you tell me.”

“To you,” you said softly.

“Cmon, baby, you can do better than that.” He knew he was being a dick, he saw how flustered you were, how you were trying to work up the courage to answer his question. And he loved it.

“To you – to you…”

“To me fucking you?” he helped.

“Yes.” Your eyes were fixed on your hands.

“Look at me and say it.”

Your eyes met his. “My mind wanders to – to you fucking me.”

“Much better. Now, you really want to improve your grade, sweetheart?”

You nodded and he saw the eagerness in your eyes, waiting for him to tell you what to do.

“Then get on your fuckin’ knees.”

He smiled, chuckling as you quickly dropped to your knees in front of his chair, hands getting to work on his belt. He watched your eyes widen as you released him from his dress pants and couldn’t help the feeling of pride that swelled in his chest.

“Something wrong, baby?” he asked, cocky smile spreading across his face. You shook your head. “Then go on.”

He let out a deep groan as you took him into your mouth, placing a hand on the back of your head. He wrapped his hand in your hair, guiding you as his dick hit the back of your throat. “Such a good girl.” He leaned his head back against the chair, savoring the feeling of your head bobbing on his cock.

His looked back down at you, eyes darkening as he saw how eagerly you sucked him off, spit coating your lips, tears welling in your eyes every time you took him down your throat. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a little distracted during classes too, picturing you just like this.

He pulled your head back by your hair until you were looking up at him. “Get up here, sweetheart,” he said, motioning to his lap.

You shakily got to your feet before straddling his lap, setting your hands on his shoulders to steady yourself. He reached under your skirt, hands gripping your ass. He watched as you began to grind your clothed core on his dick, admiring the desperate look on your face.

“What’s the matter, baby?” he asked, hand slowly wrapping around your throat. “So desperate for me. No one been taking care of this pussy?”

You frantically shook your head, grinding down harder.

“Poor little slut. Take them off. I’ll take good care of you, sweetheart.”

You shifted on his lap, pulling your underwear down your legs and tossing them to the side. He slowly ran a finger through your folds, letting out a low hum. “God, baby, this all for me?” Your answer was cut off by him pushing two fingers inside of you, your words turning to a moan. He slowly pumped his fingers, curling them inside you while your ground down on his hand.

“Poor baby, those college boys don’t know how to make you feel good? You’re so fuckin’ desperate.” You quickly shook your head, too lost in the feeling of him working you to form words. You whined when he pulled his fingers out.

He lined himself up at your entrance, the other hand wrapping around your waist, holding you steady. “Go on, baby. Show me how needy you are.”

You slowly slid yourself down onto his cock, mouth falling open as he stretched you out. His head fell back onto his chair, eyes screwing shut, before quickly opening them again, taking in the sight of you full of his dick. He placed his hands on your hips, keeping you steady as you began to bounce. You quickly picked up the pace, grinding yourself down on him, eyes clouded from pleasure.

Your moans filled his ears, eyes roaming your body as you fucked yourself on his cock.

“God, baby, you look so fuckin’ pretty. Such a good little whore for me, hmm?”

“Yes, yes, just for you, Daddy!” you moaned, before quickly catching yourself. He saw your eyes widen, realizing what you had just said.

He wrapped his strong arm around your waist, standing from his chair, still buried deep inside you, before setting you on his desk. He wrapped a hand around your throat, squeezing slightly and pushing your back down onto the surface. “Say it again.”

“I’m all yours, Daddy,” you said softly.

“That’s fuckin’ right baby.” He set a fast pace, roughly fucking into you, one hand still around your throat, the other gripping your hip so hard he knew it would probably leave marks.

He let out a groan at the sight of you underneath him, skirt bunched around your waist, mouth hanging open, hands gripping his arms. He watched your back arch off the table, squeezing your eyes shut.

He froze, abruptly stopping his thrusts. “Look at me when you cum on my dick, baby. Fuckin’ look at me or I’ll stop again. Understand?”

“Yes sir,” you cried, eyes locked on his.

“Much better.” His fingers found their way to your clit as he continued burying himself in you. “Cum for me baby, show me how much you love my cock.”

Your nails dug into his arm as your legs shook around him, moaning loudly as you reached your high. He felt his own end coming on. He leaned down, his face inches from yours. “Tell me sweetheart, where do you want me to cum?”

“Inside…” was all you could manage, still overcome with pleasure.

He smiled. “You want me to fill you up, baby?” You nodded, begging him to fill you.

His pace faltered as he came, gripping your hips tightly. He let go of you, placing his hands on his desk, catching his breath. He slowly pulled out of you, pulling his pants back up and tossing you your underwear. You carefully sat up, legs still shaking slightly.

He settled himself back in his chair, leaning back and running a hand through his hair. He smirked at you, sitting on his desk, completely undone.

“I suppose I can raise your grade on that paper,” he started. “But I do think we should have weekly tutoring sessions. You obviously need some more help with this.” He smirked at you. “Does that sound good to you?”

You never agreed to something faster in your life.

--

I really liked writing this, if y’all like it I may give you a part 2👀

#mark hoffman x reader #mark hoffman #fanfiction #fanfic #smut #saw #saw franchise

[immortalmsmoon]

Naruto General Headcanons

A/N: i have quite a bit of requests but i have no motivation to write person 5 I'm so sorryyyyy it might be a while before i post them. if you have any other requests though please make sure to send something in!

Cast Line Up- Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, and Kakashi

Naruto~

This kid has SO MUCH energy, but at a certain point in the evening he crashes so hard. Like you cannot get him to do ANYTHING because he's half asleep. 

Has broken his arm twice. The first time when he was like 6 he fell off a tree while he was climbing it. The second time he was splashing paint on the great faces and as he was coming down he hit his hand on the ground too hard. 

When he can’t sleep he sits on the roof of his apartment complex and stays there for a while, usually until the sun rises. 

Likes to paint his nails frequently, usually bright colours, a big fan of bright oranges and greens.

Never has chapped lips. No matter how dry out it is he just never gets them.

After the chunin exams he holds a deep adoration for Neji, because he was able to change his point of view and become better and stronger, and Naruto finds it really impressive. 

Sasuke~

Likes to draw, while he was in the academy he often found himself doodling on his work. If someone ever approached him about it he would deny them and tell them they were seeing things. 

Sometimes when he feels really alone, he likes to turn on his TV for background noise and deep cleans/rearranges his bedroom. He does this usually once a month.

Can play guitar, and does sometimes. It reminds him a lot of his family, specifically Itachi, so he usually keeps it locked in the back of his closet. 

A very avid reader. Has tons and tons of books.

Loves to stargaze. Spends a lot of nights, especially rough ones when he feels alone, watching the stars, usually in a tree or clearing. 

After he left the village, for the first few months he actually missed being there, and missed Naruto and Sakura’s theatrics. He got over himself pretty quickly though. 

Sakura~

VERY good at makeup, but because she's a ninja she rarely gets a chance to do it, because she usually sweats it off. 

Used to wish her hair was blonde because Ino has blonde hair, and she was incredibly popular. 

Very very flexible. 

Also has a very large sweet tooth, and will take most sweet food over savoury or sour food. Can also handle spice VERY well. 

Her legs are stronger than her arms, and she tends to use them more in training and combat. One of her favourite people to train with is Tenten.

Kakashi~

Hates ramen. Cannot stand it. It's been like that since he was a kid, and honestly he's not sure why, he just really cannot stand it. 

Has very nice hands. They are usually fairly soft because he hates how his hands feel when they're dry. 

Once tried to read a book that wasn’t Make Out Paradise and couldn’t even get past the second chapter. 

Very lazy. His ideal day is staying inside his house in a comfy robe and soft slippers reading the day away.

Insomniac, and very good at hiding it. His bags aren’t obvious, and if they are he covers them up with makeup.

Hates being fussed over, but secretly likes to fuss over other people. He can’t really help it, he’s just lost so many people that he has to fuss over the people he loves.

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[tragedybunny]

If you are in the mood for writing and taking requests, could you pls write a short fic about crying f!Tav and Astarion comforting her?

Hello! I hope you like it. This was actually a scene I had been thinking about for awhile as it fits in with my Tav's story. Thank you to @satanicspinosaurus for the beta.

Lean On Me - Astarion x F!Reader

Your group stepped through the Basilisk Gate after your confrontation with Gortash at Wyrm’s Rock, entering Baldur’s Gate properly for the first time. The clamor and crowds of the city were overwhelming, smothering you in an alien way of life you’d only glimpsed in bits and snatches from the Patriar’s ivory walls of the Upper Gate.

were familiar, and yet not, and entirely overwhelming. You almost stumble as you glance around, trying to take everything in. Muscles tense as it all blurs together and you frantically try to figure out how to navigate the section of the city you’ve rarely seen. Someone soundlessly hovers at your shoulder.

“Everything alright, Darling?” Astarion whispers to not draw the attention of the others. 

“Y-yeah,” you stutter before stepping away. There isn’t time for you to be anything else, so you breathe deep and take a step. 

“Should we start at the Elfsong? Could be a good base to operate from, and there’s always information to be found there.” Wyll’s point is solid, and the Emperor already urged you to stop there. 

“Good call.” There was just one problem. 

“Lead on, fearless Leader,” Wyll says jovially, but you’ve frozen where you stand. “You do know the way to the Elfsong right?” 

“I…” Frantically, you try to recall anything you know about the Lower City. 

“I thought every Baldurian knew where the Elfsong was,” Karlach asks, without malice, but genuine curiosity. 

You open your lips, but instead of words, a small noise comes out. It’s not their fault, they have no way of knowing, the Lower City was worlds away from your gilded cage. A place forbidden, it was below you. Or so you were told. 

“You're not familiar with the area, are you?” Wyll offers kindly, sensing something is wrong and trying to take some of the sudden pressure off. 

He says something else, but you can’t even hear him. The busy streets fade into visions of dark, cold rooms with windows to a world you can never touch. Tears embarrassingly prick your eyes as you’re drawn back into a place where fear motivates perfection, where hurt is a price paid to be molded into who you need to be. Eyes that mirror your own, blue and icy as a winter storm, stare at you with disdain. The message is clear: you’re not enough. 

Vaguely, more voices flit across your consciousness, but you can’t focus, until one voice in particular breaks though. “Go on ahead, I’ll take care of her.”

Cold hands clasp yours, a momentary calm in the storm. “Can you hear me, Love?” Wordlessly, you nod. “I’m going to lead you into this alley, just so we get out of the street.” The insistent pull is easy to follow with nothing to anchor you. 

The clustered buildings block the daylight, plunging you into shadows and shade, any progress of Astarion’s reassuring voice is lost. Daylight is a reward for obedience, and there is none of it here. Mother’s voice is in your ear, the matriarch of ice. You want to leave, but the door is locked, useful trinkets can’t be left to their own devices, lest they be lost. You feel yourself trembling, and you know you’re still crying. “You’re not there, you’re safe. Just focus on my voice. You can do that for me, right, my Sweet?” 

Eyes squeeze shut, and you yank your hands away from his to rub fitfully at the scar on your wrist. You never could get away from her, you're drowning in frigid water, you can’t breathe. She wouldn’t let you go, even when your heart stopped beating. Foolish to think you’d ever escape. “I’m going to take your hand again. I won’t hurt you.” 

Astarion makes a strangled gasp when he pries your hand from your wrist, but he holds it gently, rubbing softly with his thumb. “Come back to me, Sunlight, I’m right here.” 

Sunlight. “...you’re bright, and warm, and beautiful,” you can still hear those words of his as clear as the night he said them. Warm, bright, nothing like what you’re supposed to be. Because you’re free now, you’re no longer currency to be traded, your life is yours to mold. 

“Astarion,” you force your eyes open and struggle to get more words out between ragged breaths, burying your tears back down inside yourself. Wide crimson eyes stare at you with open concern, traveling down to where your nails have worried jagged, red lines in the skin of your wrist. Pulling it to your chest, you tuck it out of sight, wanting both of you to forget what you saw. “I’m fine. We should get going.” There’s so much that needs to be done. 

Astarion is never good at hiding his emotions from you, and hurt flickers across his face for a moment before he regains control. “But you’re not, and you don’t have to be all the time.” 

Deep breath, reassuring smile, the composure of a leader. Everyone is counting on you. That’s why they love you, you lead where they can’t. “Really, I’m alright, I-”

Gently, he pulls you into himself, and runs fingers comfortingly through your hair. “I know what it’s like, remember?” Gods, you’d almost forgotten who you were trying to convince. Instincts want to fight him still, to go on, to stop making a scene. But his comforting touch persists, and he raises your stinging wrist to his lips, laying the most delicate kiss on it. 

The tears you’d so successfully banished well back up, and you find yourself sniffling into his shirt, building to genuine gulping sobs. 

Composure shattered, there’s no going back. All your weight leans into him as you cry. “Sorry, I’m sorry, really, I’ll be fine.” 

“Shh, no apologies, you’ve done nothing wrong.” Lips kiss the top of your head, and you bury your face against him, still ashamed of breaking down. 

Time slips away from you as you let the fear and hurt drain away in tears. Astarion’s hold never waivers, soothing words falling from his lips in a low whisper until you finally quiet. There’s an emptiness where it all was, but it’s better than the pain. “I-”

“That had better not be another apology on that sweet little tongue of yours.” He lets go just enough to pull back and study you, concern written on his features, despite the lighter tone to his words. 

You offer him a shaky smile. Despite his faults, Astarion tries to be a good partner. “It burns like failure. I should be better.”

“Hmm, that sounds like it comes from your family I'd wager,” your eyes go wide at his deduction, “it wasn't hard to figure out from the little bits I've been able to get from you. But they're not here, and I am. And I say you're so very strong already, you deserve some time when you’re not.” 

Silently, you let your head fall back against his chest. You don’t have an answer for him because you want to argue. That’s a pointless endeavor, though, both because Astarion is nearly impossibly stubborn and a little part of you is starting to think he’s right. “Maybe,” you finally say. 

“You know I’m right Darling, like always,” it’s such a typical Astarion way of ending a heavy moment, you give him a genuine smile. “But I suppose we should catch up with the others, gods know what trouble they’ve gotten into without us.” 

If only you had time for just the two of you right now, it will have to wait though. More than just your friends, a whole city is at the precipice of disaster. And who knows how many more than Baldur’s Gate will suffer if you fail. One more kiss and you stand up straight, finding the will to press on again. 

A hand catches yours, a reminder you’re not doing this alone. 

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[mageknight14]

What It Means to be Friends: The Differences between Neku/Beat and Rindo/Fret 

I’m feeling in the mood for another TWEWY analysis post and for today’s topic of discussion, this will be centered around Beat and Neku’s friendship in comparison to Rindo and Fret’s own and how they contrast in very interesting ways that are reflective of their respective game's writing styles.

I don’t think it’s a stretch to say that Neku and Beat didn’t exactly get off to the best start in the beginning of their relationship in the original. Hell, if anything, they flat out disliked each other. Beat saw Neku as nothing more than an emotionally distant asshole who made his little sister feel bad for trying to help him out and Neku saw Beat as nothing more than an overly emotional idiot who’s way too energetic for his own good and initially wants nothing to do with him.

There are little cracks that start to form in the walls between them, however, where their respective duos start coming together to help each other out in the Game and they start to form a little friendly rivalry between them. Mostly on Beat’s side since Neku could care less. However, that bit of bonding gets interrupted by a cruel twist of fate: Rhyme’s sacrifice and subsequent erasure. In which Beat, in a mix of grief and desperation to save his little sister, begs to and subsequently joins the Reapers, much to Neku and Shiki’s shock.

And then, Kitaniji asks Beat to do one task to show his dedication to the Reaper cause: kill Neku! (and Joshua). Initially, Beat tries to draw upon his dislike of Neku from the start of the game to motivate himself into completing his task but he just can’t go through with it no matter what, a feeling that only gets worse when Neku gives him Rhyme’s pendant that he dropped, thus invalidating Beat's previous resentment towards him. Seeing Neku go out of his way to return something precious to Beat even after he had antagonized him throughout the week causes Beat to drop his animosity completely and the next time we see him, he’s rescuing Neku from a unwinnable scenario by becoming his partner in Week 3.

From then on, we see Neku and Beat’s dynamic start to become more whole, opening up to each other more and helping the other through their struggles and ultimately culminating with them becoming genuine friends by the end. By the time W3 starts, they’re the only actual Players left in the Game, in the middle of a life-or-death situation, AND have the entirety of the UG after them due to Kitaniji activating Emergency Call. With circumstances like those, it’s no wonder they become as thick as thieves. Beat relies on Neku to help keep his head on straight and set him on the right path so that his temper and rash personality doesn’t end up screwing them over when things get rough, something Beat can't afford whatsoever when it comes to his mission of trying to save Rhyme.

Likewise, Neku relies on Beat to help keep his feet moving instead of allowing him to wallow in his own head when aspects such as Hanekoma potentially becoming the Composer becomes emotionally and be strong enough to catch him when he stumbles and falls. On top of that, he also trusts Beat’s emotional intelligence and honesty in matters such as when Beat convinces him to spare Uzuki and Kariya.

You see this dynamic persist in NEO as well even after all of the time they spent separated, in which Beat is heavily implied to have physically searched for Neku throughout all of Shibuya (remind you of anything?) and even take up some of his aspects, like the headphones, to honor his friend. And considering how Neku has helped him save his little sister and supported him when the chips were down, it's honestly no wonder.

Beat even flat out admits to Nagi that he was in some measure putting up a front to mask his fears and doubts and is quite calmer when Neku is around compared to NEO’s weeks 1-2. Not that his hot-blooded energy is gone but he notably isn’t as prone towards picking fights or shouting. Meanwhile, Neku is out of the loop after having been away for three years but Beat is again there to pick him up where he falters and help guide him around. The two of them are best friends through and through.

By contrast, we have Rindo and Fret, whose dynamic is quite different from Neku and Beat’s but is nonetheless just as well-written. I think the start of the game does an excellent job at setting up their relationship, where their early dynamic is fully on display in which Fret drags Rindo around and Rindo just casually goes with it despite internally bitching and moaning along the way. Like Beat and Neku, their friendship is mutually beneficial towards the other but in a much more casual and "shallow" way that’s very interesting.

They both want to be around one another in order to cover up for each other’s faults and their flaws feed into a loop that prevents the friendship advancing so that they don’t have to try but when it actually comes under serious strain, the flaws are exposed. Rindo being closed-off and content with just letting things stay on the surface level is perfect for Fret since he doesn't need to address his true feelings whatsoever and also fulfills his desire for someone to talk to because Fret is a pretty social guy and the class clown, letting him ignore his own problems. For Rindo, Fret allows him to also fulfill his desire for social companionship while not digging too deep and delude himself into thinking he’s autonomous and avoid the hurdles that comes with decision-making, which Fret is aware of and fine with because he’s more of a follower. The restaurant choice at the beginning of the game is a perfect example of this. At first glance, you think it’s just Rindo making a choice until you realize that it’s mainly Fret narrowing down the choices for Rindo without his input and he’s perfectly okay with that.

You also see this pop up again when Fret makes Rindo the leader of the group ALSO without his input so that he doesn’t have to get emotionally invested in the role and put the spotlight on himself. And initially, both are content with this and continue this dynamic throughout the first week of the Game, that is until shit hits the fan in Week 2. With the stakes becoming far more apparent and serious than they initially thought, and having to start another Game after getting cheated out of their victory, along with Sho just flat out ditching them and leaving the team to fend for themselves, tensions start to rise high between Rindo and Fret, which this ends up putting a strain on their relationship and we see the flaws in the friendship get exposed.

They start becoming more casually dismissive of each other’s interests whereas before they were just cool with whatever with Rindo not giving any regard to Fret’s interest in fashion and Fret mocking Rindo’s friendship with Swallow out of frustration, where Fret is pushing for Rindo to do anything regarding them considering Swallow's obvious involvement in the Game, and Rindo doesn’t want them to get upset so he pushes the issue away for later. Whereas Rindo is getting frustrated with Fret's self-defeatist attitude while not doing anything to help out with the situation that they're in, thus having them go back-and-forth and arguing with one another.

What makes this hit harder in hindsight is that this aspect was always apparent when you look back at the beginning. They bicker, like, a lot and the most noticeable example in W1 is the Nagi argument, where Rindo doesn’t see how she can help, worried about being held down by strangers, while Fret pushes for recruiting her, worried about having to handle a tougher burden on his own.

The part where they were in the ramen shop at the start of the game also does a good job at setting up this kind of relationship. Fret didn't know that Rindo played FanGO or was friends with Swallow, which heavily implies that they don't know that much about each other before entering the Game and later on, you see how Rindo constantly keeps Fret at arm’s length and opens up mainly to Swallow while Fret didn’t even talk to Rindo about his best friend that committed suicide. And in Week 2, these aspects become far more pronounced and the two become far more prone to taking passive-aggressive shots towards one another, culminating in their argument at the end of W2D4. I think what Rindo says to Fret in particular here is pretty telling of how he doesn't think that Fret is taking the situation seriously in spite of him actually showing otherwise what with his constant prodding. It's also hilariously indicative of Rindo's hypocrisy considering how he's constantly relying on others' input before making any actual decisions on his own, such as with Swallow in the very next scene and the day after.

However, despite all of this, they still do genuinely care for each other. Rindo’s first use of Replay was spurred on via wanting to save Fret from getting flattened by a truck and Fret is always pushing Rindo towards becoming more and more decisive in small ways. Most notably, when everyone except for Rindo gets erased by Soul Pulvis and he’s the only one to make it back to the UG, who’s the first one he calls out and tries to look for? Fret.

I’ve seen some people complain about how Rindo and Fret’s friendship doesn’t feel especially deep when compared to some of the other relationships in the series when I’d argue that’s the entire point. They’re not childhood friends who know every single thing about each other from the start unlike some JRPGs out there or a duo who starts off hating one another before gradually becoming closer to one another due to the stakes of the situation they’re in. They’re really casual school friends who keep each other at arms’ length out of an attempt to keep themselves protected. Their relationship is interesting to analyze because it's layered, much like a real friendship would be, due to them dealing with their own personal issues. And yet it never feels like one can just call it shallow or deep and have either be a definite despcriptor, just a well developed bond. Fret is still reeling from his previous best friend’s suicide and Rindo has social anxiety out the ass so their bond makes perfect sense.

And on top of that, they do gradually become closer to one another. Fret starts taking Rindo’s interests more seriously, even becoming disgusted at Motoi on Rindo’s behalf and sad for him as well as showing understanding to him concerning his Swallow situation.

And Rindo starts taking Fret more seriously as a person, with W3D3 being a prime example. He brings up the possibility that Kanon is acting strangely and might be possessed, brings up calm, rational points that the others have no choice but to agree to and doesn’t try to force Fret to keep his feelings for her down, rationalizing that there might just be another way to save her and assuring him that it’s ultimately Fret’s choice because he respects his input. And when Fret shows up anyway to try and save Kanon, he doesn't hesitate to support his buddy in his endeavors and does his damndest to help. On top of that, he becomes far more supportive towards Fret’s interests, particularly with EleStra, and is happy for him.

I think that shift from the ingenuine to genuine is what NEO excels at with its character relationships and by the end, you can really see Rindo and Fret really coming together as friends that genuinely respect and trust one another.

Neku and Beat’s friendship is much more bombastic and in-your-face while Rindo’s and Fret’s friendship relies on the more little details and I think both work well for their respective game and themes. You have the story of a distant and hostile kid having developed into a more personable young man using his lessons to relate with a seemingly gruff and bullheaded guy only to find a shockingly self aware young man who hates himself and lost his only support become more sure of himself vs. the story of two seemingly close friends grinding against each other due to their underlying issues surfacing, deepening their bond through their honesty and growing self-awareness. The first is more conventionally written while the second is a bit more subtle and requires deeper inspection in order to get the full picture.

#twewy #the world ends with you #neo twewy #ntwewy #rindo kanade #neku sakuraba #daisukenojo bito #beat bito #tosai furesawa #fret furesawa #analysis post

[angelgarden-posts]

Hi! I hope you having a lovely day~ as requested are open can i request headcanon for yandere Leona where he is obsessed with y/n but later found out y/n is girl. Like y/n is unaware that someone know her secret now. ( You can make changes in this as you feel)

Hi, I’m having a great day and I hope you are/did as well!! I kind of went overboard and turned these headcanons into a mini-oneshot/drabble, so skip to the end to get to the more possessive behavior~ (also, I don’t feel like I made it yandere enough, so if you want to request this again, please feel free to!!) Actually I might already have ideas on redoing this if I have the motivation in the future!

Yandere Leona Finding Out Y/N is Female

TW/CW: possessive behavior, mentions of violence, slight suggestiveness (I think??? Leona finds y/n’s bra and steals it), more possessive than obsessive tbh, sorry 😭😭

Leona is surprised, tries playing it cool.

However, now that he knows that you’re a girl, it becomes hard for him to control his emotions and behavior.

Because lions are territorial and do not usually interact with other males if they are in packs, he felt it was more taboo and suspicious if he hung around you often when he thought you were both male.

At that time however, he still couldn’t help but be drawn to you, as you were the school’s anomaly and couldn’t stop getting into trouble because of Ace and Deuce. He initiated contact with you to keep you from hanging around those buffoons from the Heartslabyul dorm. He didn’t want to see you around anyone other than him.

You two had quickly grown close, as you continually tried motivating him to do work while straining to keep your own motivation high, and ended up taking on Ruggie’s job in the process.

One day, you were back at Ramshackle because you had to check in periodically to make sure that your living quarters were pristine, and Leona just so happened to stalk follow you there.

As he entered the place, he made sure not to draw attention to himself as you were busy berating Grim, and slipped into your room.

Leona looked around, and an article of clothing caught his attention.

A bra laid on your unkempt bed, and his eyes widened until they were as big as saucers.

Just then, his ears swiveled to the door as your footsteps approached the room.

His momentary panic sent him scrambling underneath your bed, as the windows were shut and his only other exit was blocked by you.

There was a thud and the mattress above his head bounced.

You muttered something under your breath and after a couple, long, moments, your breathing had slowed.

Deciding that it was probably safe to emerge, Leona cautiously crept out from under your bed and bolted out of Ramshackle dorm as quietly and quickly as he could. Definitely not holding a new piece of clothing in his hands.

After that incident, his possessiveness flares even at the slightest contact he witnesses between you and the other students.

He’s constantly making up excuses for you to spend your time with him at the botanical garden and the Savannaclaw dorm.

If you choose to ignore him for someone else, that person will end up in the infirmary one way or another, either with him enjoying torturing the poor fellow, or Ruggie dishing out the dirty work for his boss.

You seemed the same as ever, but now that he knows the truth, he can’t see you in the same light.

When he sleeps near you, he always subconsciously grabs a hold of you and his muscle mass really doesn’t make it possible for you to escape his grasp until he wakes up hours later.

Leona frequently rubs his head and neck on yours, as he considers you his territory and one of his females, so he deems it important to never let you out of his sight.

Be prepared to always have to be at his beck and call, especially because his frustration due to his brother’s privileges makes him think that if there’s anything in the world he deserves now, it’s you.

#male yandere #yandere male #yandere leona kingscholar #yandere #yandere leona x reader #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #not beta read #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland

[thebadgerclan]

NSFW Alphabet: Aleksander Morozova

Smut!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Aleksander is an absolute angel after sex.  He’ll just lay there for a minute or so, catching his breath, soaking you in, before getting up.  9 times out of 10, he’ll draw you a bath and spend at least a half hour doting on you, making sure he wasn’t too rough, that he didn’t leave any marks.  Snuggles are an absolute must for Aleksander, too, he needs that closeness after sex

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Honestly, he can’t pick.  Aleksander loves every part of you, there’s no picking a favorite for him.  On himself, he likes his hands.  How large they are compared to yours, how he can make you fall apart with the lightest touch, the fact that they wield deadly power, but you’re not afraid of him.  

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Inside you, no doubt, but if for whatever reason you’re not okay with it, Aleksander is perfectly happy to spill himself on the sheets and clean up later.  His biggest priority is making sure you come first

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I feel like Aleksander would be a pretty open book with you about what he’s into and wants to try.  He knows that you won’t be into everything he is, and he’s ok with that, but after years of being together, he doesn’t feel like he has much to hide

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Aleksander is immortal, he’s had his fair share of lovers, male and female.  So he knows exactly what he’s doing, precisely where to touch you to make you see stars.  But that doesn’t mean he’s opposed to learning--quite the opposite.  If there’s something you want him to do, he will listen to you and make sure he does it exactly the way you want him to

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Aleksander’s a fan of cowgirl: it’s a very versatile position.  He can watch you bounce on his cock, he can guide your hips to control your pace, he can hold you above him and thrust up into you, you can lean forwards and lay yourself against him.  But he also loves missionary, getting to be close to you

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Nope, Aleksander’s dead serious.  There’s a time and a place for jokes, and sex isn’t one of them.  He can be stupidly romantic, but not jokey

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I feel like he keeps himself pretty clean and trimmed, just a patch of hair at the base of his cock

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Oh, Aleksander is at his most romantic in bed.  Telling you how beautiful you are, how good you feel, how much he loves you.  Yes, there are times that he fucks you into the mattress and calls you a dirty girl, but when it’s a more romantic, sensual night, oh boy is it ever

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Aleksander is a pretty busy man, but he usually manages to keep his urges in check long enough to have you all to himself.  Where the problem comes in is when he’s traveling without you.  After a few decades of being with you, Aleksander isn’t even able to get himself off alone, he actually needs you

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Dominating you, 100%.  Controlling when you come, being commanding, the whole 9 yards.  But he also enjoys the non-sexual aspects of it: being able to take care of you, knowing that you trust him implicitly, the fact that you know he’ll take care of you

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom, obviously, but the War Room is a close second.  You once rode him in his ornate chair after a particularly tedious council meeting and it’s been one of his favorite fantasies since

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Anything.  You could be sitting in complete silence, reading a book, and Aleksander will be hard.  But one surefire way to get him going is to dote on him.  Draw him a bath, give him a massage, wash his hair, he’s putty in your hands

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that could seriously hurt you.  He’s ok with bondage and restraints, gags and the like, but if you suggest anything like knife play, he’s out.  Aleksander has dealt too much damage in that manner, and he refuses to bring that into the bedroom.  He’s also very hesitant to use his shadows, but after a while, he might be comfortable using them to pin your wrists down

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Aleksander’s preference is definitely eating you out.  He enjoys a blowjob, of course, but his favorite place to be is between your thighs.  I have this HC that he whimpers when eating you out, and that he’ll stay down there for as long as you’d let him.  “Aleksander, please, it’s too much.”  “Just one more, please, love.  Give me one more”

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

I feel like sex with Aleksander errs more on the slow and sensual side, despite what people think.  He loves you, and when he’s sleeping with you, he’s gonna show you.  Of course, there are times he takes it hard and fast, but he much prefers to take his time

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

So like I said above, Aleksander prefers to take his time with you, but if his schedule’s packed and he needs you, then he’ll pull you into his study and bend you over the desk

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Aleksander is absolutely willing to try something new, but only if you’re completely on board with it.  If you’re even a little hesitant, he won’t try it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

However long you need him to.  Seriously, Aleksander has perfected the art of holding back his orgasm so you get as much pleasure as possible.  You always get at least one orgasm before he fucks you, whether it be by his hands or mouth

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Poor David, poor sweet, innocent David, has made quite a few items for his General.  Aleksander’s favorite was a dildo made from a cast of his cock.  (Poor David, Poor, poor David)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh my love, Aleksander will tease you until you have no tears left.  But only sometimes.  In all honesty, most times he’ll only tease a bit before letting you come.  But times when he really teases you, buckle up...

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’d start off quiet, but as he gets more comfortable in the relationship, Aleksander let loose.  Moaning and praising you, whimpering, sometimes.  Just think about that...Aleksander whimpering.....

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Aleksander will slip into Old Ravkan during sex, and it’s honestly one of the hottest things.  And when he does, it’s usually muttered against your neck or wherever he happens to be kissing you

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s a solid 8.5 inches with a pretty substantial girth.  That’s part of why he makes you come before fucking you, he needs to make sure you’re relaxed and wet enough

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High....very high.  At least 5 out of 7 nights a week, you’re having sex.  Of course, there are nights that you’re not in the mood, you’re not feeling well, too tired, and Aleksander is completely ok with that (he has those nights too).  And on those nights, he’s more than happy to snuggle

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

I feel like Aleksander has trouble sleeping at his baseline, but when you’re in his arms (after sex or not) he’s truly able to rest.  After sex, he needs to make sure you’re taken care of, and he’ll usually stay awake just looking at you for a solid hour or so

#aleksander morozova x reader #shadow and bone fanfiction #the darkling x reader #general kirigan x reader #shadow and bone reader insert

[sincerely-sofie]

Seeing as you have finished writing the script for your AU thingy, I wanna know, how?

Like, were you motivated the whole time? Or was it a on and off writing type thing?

i'm trying to write but I don't know if I have the motivation...

How did you keep the motivation if so?

Oh man. I have so much to say about writing and creativity that I could make an entire series of posts talking about the subject, but I'll try to keep things orderly and brief.

Disclaimer: I should let you know that I have never finished a writing project before recently finishing my TPiaG AU. Keep that in mind when reading the advice I offer— the tips I give have only been put into work in my own life over the course of the last couple of months, but they’ve proven very effective in my experience!

Sofie Creativity Tips Episode 1, go!!!

Was I motivated the whole time I was writing TPiaG / How did I stay motivated?

Absolutely not. If I hadn’t provided myself a detailed chapter-by-chapter outline for TPiaG before starting the writing process, I would have given up thanks to a mix of writer’s block and absent motivation. Motivation is a fickle muse and prone to ditching me for months on end, so I’ve adapted by trying not to rely on it, but also by creating new motivation rather than clinging to past motivation. I create motivation for myself in two ways: removing friction when writing and being my own fandom.

Removing friction is pretty simple— I create very detailed chapter outlines that remove any fear of writer’s block, set up my devices in a way to make it easy to access my manuscripts and notes, download premade writing playlists that have Pomodoro session break timers built into them, and more. Anything that makes the writing process easier to get into and enjoy doing, I make sure to incorporate into my life.

Being my own fandom is less intuitive, but a thousand times more rewarding in terms of motivation. I make memes of my characters. I write self-indulgent snippets on the side. I make AUs of my own work. I make playlists and save audio clips that suit the characters. I draw comics exploring concepts that might not get into the manuscript itself but that I want to make content for regardless. Basically, I dive in deep into the story, characters, and world, and try to do so with the enthusiasm that I give other people’s projects.

(That part is extra fun, because if I have a headcanon, it automatically becomes canon to whatever AU or original project I’m working on. I have all the power in the world when working like this, and it’s very fun.)

What changed and made it so I finished my first ever written project?

This isn’t exactly what was asked, but because I have eschewed motivation as the main driving force in my writing process, I figured I’d give another insight into how TPiaG went against the pattern of half-started and swiftly abandoned projects that came before it and actually got finished. Late into October, I adopted a new method of producing first drafts. Previously, I would spend weeks polishing the same chapter and would only move on to the next chapter once the current one was perfect. My new method is the complete opposite. I’ve started calling it Writing BFF:

Write bad

Write fast

Write fun

First up, write bad. The point of this is not to waste your time writing prettily during your first draft. Don’t bother agonizing over how to reword that one sentence to be more elegant when it does the job well enough to get its point across. Don’t go off on a 30-minute research tangent in the middle of a writing session because you want to fact-check that one detail and make sure it’s perfectly accurate when you could just put a placeholder detail in brackets and CTRL+F search and plug in something accurate later on. Don’t write pretty, write bad. And be okay with it. You can’t edit an empty page, so fill the page with as much garbage as possible so that you can turn it into gold later on.

Next, write fast. This is only effective when paired with writing bad. Don’t pause, don’t hesitate, don’t deliberate. Write as much as you can and do it as fast as you can. This idea is best illustrated by Chris Fox’s book 5,000 Words Per Hour, where he talks about increasing your WPM (words per minute) and how it makes everything about your writing better. The person who creates a beautiful first draft once every three years is doing okay, but the person who cranks out a complete manuscript every three months learns leagues more about writing than the first person does by the end of three years. The second person has practiced outlining, drafting, editing, publishing, and more with every manuscript completed. The faster you write, the better you get, because practice makes perfect and quantity begets quality.

Finally, write fun. I write what I enjoy, and if I’m not enjoying it, I pivot the project so that I enjoy it again. I like writing deeply personal stories, so pretty much everything I write is heavily based on my life and experiences— TPiaG included. Grovyle’s portrayal is deeply influenced by my experience being an elder sibling who has been a bad example of self-talk, and cleaned up my act because my younger sister started echoing how I spoke to myself. Dusknoir’s portrayal is informed by my experiences with being the therapist / mom friend in different social circles as well as attending actual formal therapy. Twig is the character that my experiences have the greatest influence on in her portrayal, and I joke about her being a self-insert, but ultimately all of the characters are self-inserts to some extent. I also enjoy low-stakes and slow slice-of-life stories that are driven by character growth. If I ever stop having fun with a project, I inject more of myself and my preferences into my work to get it back into my favor.

TL;DR / Writing advice lightning round

Write as badly as possible as quickly as possible, and have fun as you do it. Momentum yields motivation and stagnancy yields doubt. Editing comes only after the first draft is complete. Be your own fandom and your project’s biggest fan. Give yourself direction and ward against writer’s block by making detailed chapter-by-chapter outlines. Make the writing process as easy and enjoyable as possible. Motivation is a lie and if you chase after it instead of making your own, you’ll be writing on hard mode for the rest of your life. Reject perfectionism, embrace flawesomeness.

If I didn’t answer your question right, let me know! I’ll do my best to correct it.

#creativity tips with sofie #sofie answers asks #sofie says stuff #writing #writing advice #writing tips #writing motivation #writer advice #writer tips #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writers of tumblr

[physalian]

The Pronoun Game

*This is not about preferred pronouns, this is writing advice.

I don’t actually know if this is the official term but it’s what we’re going with, otherwise known as contrived vagueness on a character’s identity to keep the secret from the audience.

“You know… ~him~.” “Who?” “HIM.” “One more time.” “HIIIIIIIM!” “…”

Stop doing this. No one talks like this. Or at least come up with a better in-universe code name even if it’s just “the client” or “the target.” Anything is better than this glaring contrivance.

It’s not so much the secret name, it’s how clunky the dialogue becomes without it (ignoring when this is done for humor and supposed to be a little ridiculous).

This is a partner post to how to introduce new characters’ names and the point I’ll be making there applies here: exposition, including new character names, should tell us more about your story than just the information within the text.

But first: just stop doing this. Just name the character. Do it. Audiences will be as confused as if you use a vague “he/him they/them she/her,” but at least they have a name to keep track of, even if it’s faceless at the time they hear it.

It doesn’t even work as a mystery. Characters only play when they’re obfuscating the villain. It’s almost never a red herring. Sure you didn’t say the name, but by deliberately hiding it, you’ve shown your hand.

Real people don’t play the pronoun game unless it’s motivated. So? Make it motivated.

Best example in history: He-who-shall-not-be-named

Why? It’s not just a pronoun, it’s got lore and myths and mystery baked into it. There’s a plot-based reason to be vague. Everyone who says this moniker admits they’re at worst terrified of and at best spiteful of its owner.

I have my own "he who shan't be named" and, can confirm, it's born from glorious spite and satisfying to use every time it comes up.

You can’t copy the epithet, but you can learn from it. Give your characters a reason to be vague beyond preserving the secret for the audience.

Names have power, speaking theirs draws too much attention or bad vibes

Character f*cking hates them, and pronouns them out of spite

Character is being vague to mess with the narrator on purpose

Character fears eavesdroppers and is being careful

Character is testing whether they can trust another by being vague and checking if they’re in on the secret

Character is drunk/high/exhausted and cannot remember the name or care about it to save their life

Optional substitutes here can get quite creative, my personal favorite is “what’s-his-nuts” because I like the cadence but you get the idea

All of these reflect back on the story and the world you’ve built, to give an in-universe reason for the obfuscation.

Now stop playing the pronoun game.

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Thoughts on the shorter format? I can’t tell if #longpost is supposed to be an insult or not. I have a few of these coming.

#writing advice #writing resources #writing tips #writing tools #writing a book #writing #writeblr #exposition #character names

[stillmumu]

1 with Jane/Nymphia then 👀

TY in advance 💛💛💛

1. "Have you ever thought... Who the fuck asked?"

Plane’s going to kill someone.

A very specific two someones, actually—the girls sitting by her in the library have been chatting non-stop since they arrived.

She finally worked up the motivation to actually start on her Econometrics problem set instead of munching on study snacks, only to have them immediately break her concentration.

They aren’t even talking about anything important: just planning their spring break trip. Why the fuck would they choose the library to do it?

“But Palau is so warm, please,” One of them is whining.

“You know I hate beaches, Nymphia. You want warmth, let’s do Como.”

"Jeju Island?"

“No, I have trauma from that time we ate so much octopus that I blacked out.”

“I can’t believe you hate Asians. Do you hate me, Mirage?”

Fifteen minutes of this shit, non-stop.

When one of them giggles too loud and throws her whole body weight against the wall of the booth, Plane finally snaps.

“Have you ever thought the library isn’t the place to be yapping in? Some of us are trying to pass our classes."

Both girls blink. Plane’s eyes slide over to the girl farthest from her, wearing an obnoxiously bright yellow hoodie. Her hand is on the other girl’s arm, as if she’s holding her back.

That gesture makes sense as soon as the other girl bites out a retort. “Who the fuck asked? Quiet floor’s upstairs if you want silence—”

“We’ll keep it down. Sorry,” Yellow Hoodie says hastily, cutting her off.

She presses her lips together in an apologetic pout, pleading forgiveness. The motion makes her lip gloss catch the light, and Plane feels her annoyance simmer down just slightly at the sight.

She clears her throat, suddenly embarrassed of her outburst. “Right. Thanks.”

Maybe she could’ve worded that a bit nicer. Clearly she didn’t mean any harm, just got over-excited by the prospect of a vacation.

Yellow hoodie shrugs. "S'okay. Good luck with the work."

“I like your outfit,” Plane offers back, blurting it out before she can chicken out.

Lame. So lame, why did she say that. She’s sitting down before she can see the incredulous look that Yellow Hoodie’s friend shoots her.

Judging from the silence afterwards, they’re definitely texting about her. Whatever.

And at least now she can draw her multivariate regression models in peace. And if she gets distracted again, wondering if it’s appropriate to ask Yellow Hoodie for her instagram… that’s the lack of sleep clouding her judgment.

#hope u enjoy <3 #what r we calling them #planymphia ? planana? #mumu's drabbles

[usuratongaychi]

Drawings + Rants + Headcanons/Naruto AU

i finally had some time to draw my versions of tean seven (minus kakashi). im gonna detail more of my AU later in the post but here are the designs and some notes.

For sasuke, in one of my other posts i had the theory that sasuke keeps his hair short to avoid resembling itachi, and thats why it is longer in time skip, because he is coming to terms with his trauma and still loves itachi. I also gave him similar creases to itachi, just from stress.

tbh im not too sure about this naruto design…but at least he isnt balding like before💀.

for sakura, i actually really like her older design, so i just drew her working. she would have her hair up and i gave her sakura blossom hair pins and eyeshadow.

also i havent drawn in forever so..thats why its messy.

(the rest of this is me rambling on..)

Now for changes i made to the story:

1. Narusasu endgame (yk im a stan)

I would have both of them be joint hokages, so technically both are the 7th. I know Sasuke is referred to as the shadow hokage, but that doesn’t really entail anything. I think it’s important because Sasuke would know just how important reform is for the village and shinobi system, but since people are still suspicious of Uchihas, Naruto would be the face. This fulfills Naruto’s dream, which when you really think about it, his dream was just to be loved, not really to be a politician. Naruto has seen how unfair and corrupt their society is, so he would completely work with Sasuke to make sure things like Danzo and Hiruzen’s corruption, child soldiers, hyuuga slavery and the “Uchiha Incident” dont happen again. I could explain more of this in a later post.

2. I would have Hinata look up to Sakura more, instead of Naruto.

I think it makes a bit more sense, Sakura is brave, outspoken and independent, just like Hinata wants to be. I would have Sakura be her first friend, since she can’t stand to see people be excluded or alone. That leads me into changes I would make for Sakura’s story.

3. Sakura. In the original, I would keep her kind of bratty attitude until things get serious in the Zabuza arc. Seeing her close friends so close to death, while not being able to help much would challenge her to become a protector. This also gives motivation for her to learn healing and medicine when Tsunade comes around. Sakura would be the “rock” or “glue” of team seven, which makes sense because she is the only one of them that came from a stable home.

Sakura initially resents Sasuke for betraying the team, but seeing how dedicated Naruto is to saving him, she decides its worth it to help bring him back. Besides if she didn’t, naruto would just endager himself trying.

4. Sasuke. I would have Sasuke after he realizes Itachi was manipulated into a genocide to protect the village, still go through him “i’m gonna destroy the village” phase, but when Naruto defeats him, they make a promise to change things, so no one else will have to suffer like that. I would also show more of the psychological effects of witnessing Itachi’s murders. One of my headcanons is that he’s pretty thin, since trauma survivors tend to have chronic stomach pains. He’s probably pretty paranoid about others betraying him, so he does it to them first (probably why he pushes naruto away so much). Sasuke is also probably still ostracized or “othered” for being an uchiha, since that is what the village is told about them. People still pity him, but dont come near him.

5. Naruto. 😭I actually made up a whole theory on why Hiruzen didn’t take great care of naruto, bc to me it just doesn’t make sense. it’s kinda a dumb theory and doesn’t rlly have anything to do with canon, but- what if Minato wanted to expose the corruption in the hidden leaf and get rid of the foundation, so as a sort of revenge, or just general distaste for Minato, Hiruzen doesn’t really provide for Naruto. 🤷‍♀️idk. A change I would make is to have naruto mature more to match his age. Like ofc it makes sense for him to act out for attention esp when he was younger, but i feel like past shippuden..he didn’t really mature at all? maybe thats just me. I’ll probably have more stuff to add for him, i’ll think of it later or put it in my headcanons post.

😭im so tired yall i will make a better post later on.

#naruto #sns #naruto theory #sasunaru

[definitelynotafurinasimp]

Number 3 with Yae but the kicker is the reader just blurted it out after she helped them with a problem they’ve been struggling with all day (Also it’d be cool if the reader was close to immune to Yae’s teasing)

“Will you just marry me already?”

Characters: Yae Miko x gn!reader

warnings: none

a/n: I got three different messages requesting Yae with this one, so I guess I had no choice but to write her /hj

I hope this matches what you wanted, if you don't like it, just tell me and I'll try again once I have the time/motivation

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Yae Miko

Growing up with parents that liked teasing you as much as they liked to breathe air left you quite resistant to others trying to do the same. And while Yae was definitely on a whole new level, causing you to constantly struggle with trying not to lose your composure, with enough time you had gotten used to her methods to such a level that it took her quite some work to get a visible reaction out of you. Not like that would cause her to stop, instead serving as a challenge to her that she wouldn’t let pass by.

You couldn’t exactly remember how long you had spent on your little “pet project”, although you weren’t too sure anymore if you could even call it that anymore, the calming feeling it once provided having long been replaced by nothing but mild frustration at your inability to finish it, the only thing keeping you from just abandoning it being the idea of not actually finishing something. 

This all began a week ago when you thought it might be a great idea to build a small birdhouse, only for the project to increase in size with every stroke of your pencil you made while trying to draw a plan. And while the planning phase and most of the actual construction went pretty well, it just wouldn’t stand on its own, threatening to or just straight up collapsing when you let go of it. 

“Still working on it?”, Yae's voice cut off your trail of thought, forcing you back into the real world as you quickly turned your head to look up at her, your mood immediately improving as you finally weren’t alone with that damn thing. “Why don’t you let it be, seeing as all it does is cause you distress?”

“I can’t. I get the feeling that I’m really close to finally figuring out what was wrong, but I just can’t find my error”, you responded, sneaking one more look back at the not so finished birdhouse.

“Never took you for a person that likes inflicting pain onto yourself, but I guess even someone my age learns something new every day”, she joked only for you to let out a sarcastic laugh afterwards, watching her grab the plan you had made before glancing over both the paper and the actual construction.

“Now I’m not a professional, nor do I have any interest in becoming one, but don’t you miss this little thing here?”, she asked while pointing at a specific part of the plan, watching you as the cogs slowly started to turn in your brain, only for your eyes to widen in joy as you jumped up and threw your arms around Yae.

“You are a genius! Oh, will you just marry me already?”, you praised her before quickly trying to go back and finish your project so you wouldn’t forget anything, only to freeze up after a few seconds, your face turning slightly red as your brain backtracked to think of what you just said.

“No wait, that wasn’t a proposal or anything, I was just really happy”, you quickly tried to correct yourself, only for Yae’s smile to only increase in size.

“What? And here I was, thinking you actually loved me. How naive I was for actually thinking you meant it”, she recited in a dramatical voice only to let out a chuckle shortly afterwards.

Suddenly you felt like an idiot for even considering she might have misunderstood your comment as an actual proposal, your reaction only giving her an opening to finally tease you, the first one she got in weeks.

And by the gods, was she going to use it.

#just a simp's spring event #yae miko #yae miko x reader #yae miko x you #yae miko x y/n #yae miko imagines

[miss0atae]

Random thoughts about Dead Friend Forever the series episode 10 :

I finally could watch the latest episode and it was great as always. I’m truly enjoying every moments. You never get bored and they always manage to grab your attention so you’ll want to see the next episode.

▪️ Phee finally revealed the truth to Jin about everything he planned with Tan/New when joining the group. It seems Phee is not on board anymore with whatever Tan/New wants to do to know what happens to his brother if the results is more death. Phee always had this guilt about Non and he wanted to have answer but he draws the line at killing others to know it. I understand why. They have different motives in this quest. I would also said how his feelings for Jin made him rethink his “partnership” with Tan/New. Now, he wants to put an end to Tan/New’s schemes before it gets to crazy. I do agree with @mikuni14 about how it makes sense they forgave each other. We have to see them as a pair now. Phee said again how he will protect Jin and I don’t think it’s a coincidence. Now they admitted they had feelings for each other, so they will try to get out together or they would die together. I don’t think, it would be another way for them in the future.

▪️ Back in the house, White convinced Tee to not use the gun against Fluke and Top. We could say it’s the power of love. Tee really is listening to what White has to say. I also gave him the gun and it’s again a proof of how he trusts his boyfriend. There is one thing annoying me in this scene and it’s how long it took Tee to stop pointing his gun at the Fluke or Top. No one can just stand there pointing a gun for so long without making a mistake. But anyway, that’s not important. My favorite boy, White is more intelligent than any of these idiots because he was the first one to question the so-called possession of Top and to recognize he was acting like he is high. Of course, Fluke and Tee didn’t really listen. Then, there was a fight between Fluke and Tee about Non.

▪️ Phee and Jin, after spending a lot of time going around in circle in the forest (apart from losing the ax in front of the house, I’m still trying to find what it means for them to have spend that amount of time going in circles. There must be a reason!) came back to the house and stopped Fluke and Tee from fighting. It became the grand moment of reveal about the true identity of Tan. I laughed a bit when Tee didn’t really reacted when the name New was said. Those guys never cared for Non and his life. They didn’t even know the name of his brother. They just used him and tossed him after it. It was only Jin who liked him and even his love was not enough for him to actually do something to help him (quick aside about how I was socked to learn he knew about Non having a boyfriend… How?! Did he saw the phone calls? I can’t seem to remember when he would have learn about that). Tan/New tried to deny but Phee admitted he told everything to Jin. I think if anything happens to Phee in the coming episodes it’s because he did revealed Tan’s identity. Maybe Tan/New had suspicious about Phee before, but he never did anything to him and gladly accepted his help. Now, things may change because Phee choose to side with Jin and Tan/New really saw it at this time.

▪️ Fluke decided it was the moment to act like stupidly again and took the gun from White to threaten him with it. I don’t know why he is always the one to torment White but it’s really starting to piss me off. Among all of them, White is still, so far, the only innocent person in this house. Tee, again, was really scared for him. It’s really hard to accept that he was a terrible person to Non, but at the same time he is ready to die for White if it means saving him. That’s the moment Top decided to free himself and he died. I won’t say I will miss him because it’s a miracle he survived until now. I thought he would have died before. Better him than my favorite character. Finally, we got the confession from Tee. He brought Non to his Uncle. Non was then beaten black and blue by his Uncle’s minions and he asked them to get rid of them and find any excuses to explain their disappearance. We already knew something like that happen so it wasn’t exactly fresh news for us. Tee admitted to everyone he has no idea what happened to Non after. I felt mostly sad for White because he discovered his considerate and loving boyfriend is not what he seems to be. It must hurt a lot. Jin and Tan/New vented their anger at Tee after learning the truth. Only thing I really appreciated from Fluke is how he stopped Tee from playing the victim card to make excuses for what he did. It’s not like he had no idea about what his Uncle was doing or what could happen to Non. You don’t have to be a genius to know.

▪️ Now what is very interesting is the preview for the next episode. I don’t know how they do it but the always manage to keep you hooked for the next one. It seems like Non is still alive and was working at Tee’s Uncle hidden place. Tee knows it and said he will help Non. The scene seems to be after the beating of Non, so why did he say he had no idea what happens to Non? I don’t like this small apparition of White in the preview. What does it mean? Does he know about Non too? Does it have nothing to do with anything? It’s in the past so it must mean something… Also, Tee gave Non an envelop. What is inside? Is it a way to get the hell away from this place? Is it money? If Non is alive why has he not tried to contact his brother/family (he may not know his parents are dead… or maybe he knows, couldn’t find New because he was masquerading as Tan at that time and thought he was alone… Or something else...) This preview is raising so much more questions. What is Tan/New going to do now? They can’t stay much longer in the house. Will they try to find Non? I think Tan/New is going to get crazy and kill all of them because what else can he do at that point?

I really love this series. It’s a pleasure to watch but also debate about it. All the theories or thoughts about it are also really fun to read. Next Saturday won’t come fast enough.

#my thoughts #thai series #thai bl #bl drama #bl series #dff the series #dead friend forever the series #dff #dead friend forever #be on cloud #dff spoilers #episode 10 #This series is truly engaging #I'm never bored #Can't believe White may not be as innocent as it seems #Finally Top is dead and he won't be missed #Next one must be Fluke. I can't stand him

[of-a-chaotic-mind]

Klaus Mikaelson NSFW Alphabet

Summary: NSFW Alphabet for Klaus Mikaelson 

TW/CW: Klaus Mikaelson x Reader, NSFW 

Requested?: Yes, by a lovely Anon who said, “hi can you write the nsfw alphabet for klaus mikaelson and his girlfriend” 

Word Count: 1,200 

A/N: My first NSFW Alphabet actually. If you have any other character, you want one for just lmk. 

A – Aftercare (What they’re like after sex): 

Aftercare with Klaus is always tender and full of love. If you’re up for it, he’ll draw a bath and sit in it with you as he massages any sore muscles. If you’re not particularly up for it, he’ll help you clean up before lying beside you with his arms encasing you in his love. 

B – Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 

Klaus’s favorite body part of his is his arms. The way you link your arm around his when walking side by side gives him a funny feeling in his chest that most people call butterflies. The way you cling to his arms when scared makes him feel strong and needed. Finally, the way you nibble onto his bicep when you’re feeling playful to only later leave scratches down them when he’s driving you to pure pleasure.  

His favorite body part of yours is your neck. The way the necklaces he buys you lay right at your collar bone brings him joy. The way the perfume you use smells as he buries his face in your neck comforts him. The gentle bite marks he leaves on your neck elicits sounds from you that he will never grow tired of hearing. 

C – Cum (Anything to do with cum basically): 

We all know he likes to paint but this man loves to paint you with his cum. Within your velvet walls, down your throat, across your chest and or stomach he always covers his bases but he also always cleans you up afterwards. 

D – Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): 

He’s never wanted to bring children into the world. He was always afraid not only of the general dangers that come with his lifestyle but also afraid of becoming like his father. However, you changed that. You make him feel like he can be a great father with your assistance as the mother. He wants to put a baby in you so bad. 

E – Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?): 

Klaus is over 1,000 years old. This man has been around and he definitely knows what he’s doing. 

F – Favorite Position (This goes without saying): 

It’ll depend on whether he wants to make love to you or rail the shit out of you. Missionary style is for the sweeter times but ass up face down is exactly how he likes you for destroying you. 

G – Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or more humorous): 

I like to think Klaus is very serious while doing the deed but I have a feeling he can be rather sarcastic and teasing when he wants to be. 

H – Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) 

Klaus is well groomed and yes, the carpet matches the drapes.  

I – Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...) 

You’re his Queen, the light of his long life, he’s always intimate with you. He wants you to know that he takes every moment seriously. 

J – Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon): 

Klaus would very much rather get you into bed when he’s horny or have you work away the tension yourself but on the rare occasion that he can’t get either option, he will resort to desperate measures thinking of you every second. 

K – Kink (One or more of their kinks): 

This man has discovered many kinks over the years. His personal favorites include binding your wrists, marking you in any way he can, and being called Sir. 

L – Location (Favorite Places to do the do): 

He’ll jump your bones anywhere he feels the need to.  

M – Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going?) 

Be a brat. That is if you want to be railed into oblivion. On the other hand, simple brushes or a small whisper in his ear will get him going as well. 

N – NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): 

If you’re human, his blood is not getting drawn in anyway. If you’re not human well, nothing is off limits unless you say so. 

O – Oral (Preference on giving or receiving, skill, etc.): 

He loves devouring you and he’s very skilled in it. He knows every nook and cranny of you and he will use every sweet spot to get you grabbing and tugging his hair, and begging for more. 

P – Pace (Are they fast and rough or slow and sensual?) 

Most of the time, he leans more toward fast and rough. The only time he’s slow and sensual is when he’s teasing the shit out of you or making love to you. 

Q – Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): 

Like I said before, if Klaus wants you, he’s going to have you no matter where the two of you are at. Quickies are a regular in your relationship but that doesn’t mean they’re the majority. He’s just not opposed to the quickies. 

R – Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.): 

Only if you ask him to. He’s not going to risk doing something that he knows will seriously hurt you but if you give him your puppy dog eyes, he can’t refuse at least trying it. 

S – Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last, etc.): 

This is Klaus Mikaelson we’re talking about. He can go for hours and hours and hours, yeah you get the idea. When you ready to wrap things up, all you need do is say the word but until then he’s taking his fill of you. 

T – Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?) 

He prides himself in the reactions he can bring forth from you using only his fingers, tongue, dick, etc. He sees no use for toys. 

U – Unfair (How much do they like to tease): 

All the fucking time. He also enjoys the cat and mouse game of you teasing him just beware that when you tease him, you’re inviting him to destroy you. 

V – Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make): 

He tends to be quieter in order to hear the beautiful melodies that come from you. Every now and then he’ll let out a quiet grunt or groan in expression of how good you make him feel. 

W – Wild Card (Random Headcanon): 

Thigh riding is one of his greatest pleasures. He loves controlling your pace and watching the frustration on your face when you can’t quite get what you want. 

X – X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants):    This man is hung. Plenty of girth but most of his size comes from his length. And the bulge it leaves in your stomach when he’s balls deep is a picture he will never forget. 

Y – Yearning (How high is their sex drive?): 

Oh, you have no idea. He’s constantly at the ready. 

Z – ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep after?) 

He never falls asleep before you do. He watches over you as you drift off into dream land or the two of you stay up talking until you drift off. 

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[woundlingus]

Gabriel moments that make me ragingly feral (2)

We get like the tiniest little hit of vulnerability from Gabriel after he’s just been done sitting in the car being yelled at by Dean about family and duty and love, and sure he’s Dean Winchester but you know Gabriel looks at them and sees his brothers, so you could imagine it a little more like Michael snapping at Gabriel that he’s hiding instead of fighting for the family and the people he loves.

Lucifer is coming, he is going to kill everyone you care about whether it’s now or if Gabriel chooses to sack up and do something about it.

There’s something special to me about the relationship between Dean and Gabriel because he addresses the elephant in the room almost immediately. They’re the same, in a great many ways, and that does give Dean the edge to play the moral superiority card here because at this point Dean isn’t talking out of his ass at Gabriel about “doing the right thing” he instead meets him where he is. Family. Your family is inside that building, and they’re going to die.

It is scary, and we’re left on a very despondent scene of Gabriel sitting alone in silence. I’d argue it’s a top contender for saddest Gabriel scenes ever, beat out only by him crying when Lucifer stabs him- but that’s a disgenuine scene in hindsight whereas this scene in the car is all genuine where for the first time we actually get to see Gabriel without an audience. Dean turns his back to leave, and Gabriel reaches out for him. Too coward to say anything the moment passes and he’s forced to sit in silence without the mask on and confront what’s actually happening for the first time.

Maybe he really can’t save Michael and Lucifer. But he can save “Michael” and “Lucifer” (and I don’t mean Sam 👀). He’s not as helpless as he’s let himself believe, actually, he can do a lot just not the one thing he wants most so he previously decided he won’t do anything at all then. Here, he’s forced to confront that, and change something even if it’s profoundly terrifying because of what Gabriel does stand for is love to the detriment of his character then he can also decide to make a change for the exact same motives.

But for a moment, he’s not Loki he’s Gabriel, and the man in front of him flickers between being some asshole mortal and the holy visage of his brother, and he doesn’t want him to go.

Surprise, it’s also (3)

Why am I doing two in one? Well they’re part of the same episode and I think it’s a fun little draw together of the two scenes! Because we’ve already had “Michael” turning up for Gabriel in the car scene with Dean where he’s chided and given a more tough love approach to the situation at hand, and here we have Kali just before that scene with Dean.

To refresh your memory, here in this scene Kali is telling Gabriel that if anyone gets the end the world it’s her personally. Now I don’t know enough about her religion to get into that, but I am going to play into the narrative within Supernatural and it’s Kind Of Problematic but because that’s what the show does, I’m gonna point it out. The show centers around Christianity, obviously. Who else is a world ender? Lucifer.

We have Gabriel and “Lucifer” here. Sweet love, there’s an almost childlike way Gabriel has handled the situation with Kali where he loves her and he believes that she loves him and that’s enough to make a difference here and she won’t hurt him because in a simple world it would! Except she’s not that kind of person, and neither is Lucifer, but Gabriel still doesn’t get that- or doesn’t want to believe in it. Gabriel’s being sweetened, doted on with affection that’s rather patronising. He’s being talked down to here, and he still watches her adoringly. In the end, he’s stabbed with every intention of delivering a killing blow, love is not a factor in this equation because Gabriel is not on Kali’s side.

Gabriel is not on Lucifer’s side, and he can believe in loving his brothers all he likes and in the end it isn’t going to save him. Lucifer is going to strike him with every intention of killing him dead.

Uncoincidentally, Gabriel wriggles his way out of both situations in exactly the same manner. So when RSJ talks about that phone call immediately post hammer of the gods to tell him he’s not dead, this was it! He’s already shown us how he’s going to do it!

Conclusion?

Though I’m not implying any of this on a shipping level, personally for me it’s too shallow of an interpretation to take on such a complex and deep rooted issue on loss, grief and abandonment, you can have fun with this in whatever ways you see fit if you wanna give that guy psychosexual intimacy issues. I personally see it more as Gabriel being unable to grieve, I would argue he’s not even consciously aware of the choices he’s making here because that guy really wants to believe he hates his brothers. But it’s that bitter hatred that keeps him from seeing the truth of his reality, and it keeps him from grieving, keeps him chasing that same dynamic and playing it again the exact same way subconsciously to cling to the deep loss he’s suffered and refuses to acknowledge- to the extent of erasing his own entire selfhood in the hopes of erasing his family along with him. It’s that same naïveté from my last post that’s got him playing out ANOTHER scenario over and over again hoping that if he does just love enough maybe it’ll be different. It’s not. It never will be. He can’t face that.

I don’t think it’s an accident that the people Gabriel draws in the most in his personal life are reflections of the family he misses deeply, and Sam is not a true reflection of Lucifer in any sort of capacity outside of birthright so I simply don’t factor him in here. A guy can claim he’s a runaway and wants nothing to do with his scumbag older brothers, but from where I sit it looks like he misses them an awful lot more than he’d be willing to admit to himself. Here is also where I conclude any Michael=Dean parallels in regards to Gabriel because I don’t think late seasons Dean when we see him again with Gabriel is even remotely the same man and his quest with Gabriel is solely of a selfish nature, there’s nothing Michael or brotherly about him to draw on in those conversations whereas everything Dean says to Gabriel, however cruel, do reflect the larger plot and Gabriel’s internal struggles and ultimate helps him define and better himself under that guidance. But it was cute while it lasted <3

#gabriel spn #spn #supernatural #Dean Winchester #Kali spn #supernatural s5 #supernatural meta #supernatural 5x19 #Michael spn #Lucifer spn #sona’s lore

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Can you do a NSFW alphabet for Rauru?

Rauru NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He is very snuggly and cuddle. Will nuzzle your neck and give you kisses.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs & also their partner’s)

His favorite body part in himself are his ears. They’re very soft and sensitive and it feels very nice when you pet them.

His favorite body part in you is your neck. He likes nuzzling against it and it looks so pretty marked by him. He does have a habit of dragging his nails down it just to see your reaction.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

He lives cumming inside you. Watching it pour out of you is enough to spur him in for another round if you’re down for it. He also likes to cum on your face, though that he is more hesitant to admit.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Not much of a secret but he is such a switch. He can go from submissive and breed able to dominant and so fucking unfair so fast.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He is experienced. He’s fairly average in his experience. He wouldn’t know exactly what he was doing but he would be more than willing to talk about what potentially went wrong. In fact, you would probably have to talk for a long while before he even agreed to have sex with you.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Any position where he can see your face and has easy access to your neck would be his favorite. He loves being able to see you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He’s fairly serious. He’s not immune to laughing and making you laugh but overall he takes things fairly serious.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He’s about as you’d expect from a man covered in a light coating of fur, that being coated in fur.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He is extraordinarily sensual. He gets off on making you get off. No matter if he’s the one steering or being led, he is constantly making sure you are feeling as much pleasure as possible.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t strike me as a the type to masturbate a lot, if at all when he has a partner. When he’s single and by himself he’ll masturbate but otherwise he’d much rather be with you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Much as he would loath to not be able to touch you or vise versa, he does have a thing for bondage. The want to touch you plus the inability to do so simply make it that much more rewarding when he finally gets to. He’s also got a huge breeding kink. Do you want kids? That’s a discussion outside of sex but the idea that he could potentially be getting you pregnant (if you can and even if you can’t) is something that is so quick to get him off. He also would adore it if you offered to do cockwarming.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Your shared bedroom or bed. He’s not too big on venturing outside.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

He is actually fairly hard to turn on, not in the fact that he doesn’t want to have sex with you but it’d probably take several minutes into any type of physical intimacy for him to start to get hard or enthusiastic. His biggest motivation would be either time spent apart for a while and craving having you close or you expressing interest in sex.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He will not do anything with blood or anything that hurts you. He’s not vanilla but he’s not a masochist.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He likes receiving oral well enough as well as giving it. It wouldn’t be his favorite thing but he’d indulge in it occasionally and is always enthusiastic when he does.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He is very slow and sensual. He likes to draw things out. He can be rough but only occasionally is he fast and if he is it will normally be a night of edging that’s ahead.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He’s not the biggest fan of quickies. If he’s going to have sex with you he wants to take his time. He doesn’t want it to be over and done with. He is not immune to quickly getting you off if you insist but for himself he’d rather wait.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He is willing to experience, willing to try. There’s a lot he hasn’t done and unless the idea is outright uncomfortable, he’ll try most things.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can go for pretty long without cumming. He can’t go more than two rounds on an average day, though. Occasionally three. Some nights he will take a stamina potion to keep up with you. Especially if you want him to cum several times that night.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

The only toy he would own would have come from before you got together being some kind of flesh light. It’d be something he would have rarely used then and used now only if you want to give him the torture of not getting to touch you.

He is open to using toys though. The biggest toys you’d see him get excited about would be toys for your pleasure and the hidden desire when he saw a cockcage for the first time.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He can be such a tease. He loves drawing things out and taking them slow and sometimes that means drawing your orgasm out for hours. He is very big on edging.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s not very loud when he’s the one giving the pleasure. When he’s the one receiving it. . . well, the next day guards refuse to look him in the eye and get very flustered when talking to him. Mineru asked to move to a room not next to her brother in the castle soon after you started having sex.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He can get so caught up in your pleasure that he forgets his own. He just simply doesn’t see it as a need for him so much as an occasional want. You often times have to make plans for nights completely about him.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He is big and he is thick. No matter how hard you try he’s never gonna fully fit inside you be it mouth, vagina, or ass. It’s just not gonna happen.

Here: here’s some fanart I saw that pretty accurately depicts how I imagine him.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is actually fairly low. He seems like he may be on the asexual spectrum in my (asexual) opinion. I don’t think he’d actively seek out sex too much but if you wanted to indulge he’d be more than willing.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It depends on how long you went for but normally he’ll stay up a few minutes later than you and just indulge in looking at and petting you until he dozed off himself.

#Rauru x reader #king Rauru x reader #Rauru x you #king Rauru x you