#but i felt the need to do it bc she is under the impression that lgbt rights aren't a civil rights issue bc gay people chose to be gay

[stabbingandorbeingstabbed]

well it finally happened lads i got in another argument abt lgbt rights with my mom and ended up coming out as bisexual happy pride LMAO

#like she said she had her suspicions and that it doesn't change anything and i believe her #but i felt the need to do it bc she is under the impression that lgbt rights aren't a civil rights issue bc gay people chose to be gay #so i asked if the people in our family chose to be gay and she said my uncle was gay bc he didn't have a male presence in his life #and my cousin was a lesbian due to past trauma #so i had to be like okay well i'm bi and it's not due to either of those things so like. what now #it wasn't a productive arguement really but i still always feel the need to get my point across and be understood #even if we end up disagreeing in the end. idk #anyways how is everyone LMAO

[fadingsnow]

𓆙 MODERN BF HEADCANNONS (AND BACKGROUND STORY) - LUCERYS VELARYON (aged up) x f! reader

summary and tw: having modern! au lucerys at your college as your boyfriend 😉, uh includes nsfw, edit: i just realized i put jacaerys velaryon tags bc this was going to be a fic for both of them sorry 😭😭 divider, credits : @cafekitsune 𓆙

LUCERYS:

- He first met you at school, while his friends were pushing him around for winning another rugby game. (Yes, he plays rugby.) Ben Stark had accidentally pushed him into the side, bumping into you. Lucerys yelled slightly, his body making contact with yours. You warily looked at him, you were friends with his aunt but you didn't really like associating yourself with the rest of the Targaryen family.

- He immediately picked up your books, trying to ignore the weird feeling he felt when your fingers brushed against his. "I'm so sorry-"

- "No, no, it's fine!" You gave him a tense smile, trying to flip over your bag so you could put your backs in. "You need help with that?" He asked, nervous at giving you a bad impression when he only just "met" you. You looked at your watch to see the time. 11:55- You had to go in 5 minutes to the class you and Lucerys shared.

- "Yeah, just hurry up though." You mumbled, your fingers picking at your nails under the awkwardness. He opened your backpack and took the books from your hand. Another touch of the hands. He zipped it up, patting your shoulder. "I would suggest for us to go now? Mr. Lannister might get on our asses." That led to you running with Lucerys to class, knocking on the door with flushed faces, more so you. He barely looked affected.

- Lucerys had sort of latched on to you then. You wondered if he just immediately classified you as a friend in his mind. Whenever there was duo projects, you could already hear familar footsteps coming up to your seat. "Are you going to help me do the work this time?" You raised one of your eyebrows, gesturing to your computers. He nodded carelessly, "But I get distracted!" "Yeah, cause you keep telling me random stuff. But, what happened with Aegon on the rugby team again?" You asked, making him ramble on about it. His hands moved around making gestures. You just placed your chin on your hand, your project long forgotten. At some point, he definitely noticed you staring. Not that he would tell you.

- You came over to his house to finish some other project, confused when his older brother Jacaerys snickered at Lucerys when he came in. He slapped his shoulder, "I'm glad you finally got to talk to your little crus-" He couldn't finish his sentence before Lucerys loudly interrupted him. "My room?" He asked you, your eyes widening a bit. You were really hoping neither of the brothers could see how potentially red your face was turning. "You're already moving up there, hey, I mean-" "Shut up, Jace." Lucerys' voice turned threatening, a small smirk forming. "Before I tell mom what you and Baela did when she was out on a business trip." "That's not fair!" Jacaerys yelled as Lucerys followed you up the stairs. You tried to ignore Lucerys' stare, burning into your back.

- He opened the door, letting you walk in first. "Uh, so floor or bed-" "I like you." He said, running his hand through his hair. You looked at him in shock, the room becoming silent. "I've liked you like a lot, and I'd feel really guilty if I didn't tell you." "Oh." You only said oh? He now started to regret why he even told you, of course you would reject him. He knew it.

- "Lucerys, I'm not sure if I'm exactly relationship material. But I like you back." You murmured, playing with your hands. You blushed when his hand came to grasp your face gently, feeling twists and turns in your stomach. "Well, we can figure it out? How about that?" You nodded, grinning when he brought you in for a warm embrace. You could feel his curls pressing against your own hair, his smell engulfing your senses. That was before he decided to slyly push you onto the floor, not taking any time to capture your lips.

- He is the BEST boyfriend. He puts the most effort into the relationship than anyone you've seen. He'd skip rugby practices just to hang out with you. Any girl come over to him to be his "partner" for something? Nope, he already chose you.

- Cuddles or affection. Lucerys is always reaching out for your hand or some form of touching you at any time of the day. He'll literally grab you infront of others and just press small kisses to your neck, no shame. His hand would travel down your back. And it has you weak on your knees to the point where you had to beg him to stop. You're coming over to his house? Up on the bed cuddling. He'd refuse to let go of you, only if you forced him too. He'd press his head against your chest, curls all over you with his legs over yours. He'd say incoherent things, almost always falling asleep when you're together.

- NSFW UNDER

- When it came to this subject at first, both you and Lucerys were immensely shy at the topic. But both of you wanted to get it over and done to be able to approach it well enough.

- The first time, both of you tried to make each other the most comfortable.

- He was especially gentle, soft kisses all over your body. He would rub soothing circles into your thigh, his hands slowly opening up your legs. Your heart beat rapidly when his fingers began to brush against your inner thighs. He was whispering High Valyrian, words you couldn't understand, and he pulled you against his body, pressing himself against you. He lowered his head to whisper in your ear, "Jaelan naejot qogralbar ao sīr quba." (I want to fuck you so bad.) You whined at not being able to know what he said and the sheer heat of his body. You could feel his hard cock pressing against the inside of your thighs. "Can I?" He asked quietly now, waiting for your response. You nodded quickly, sighing when his hands held your hips.

- He'd always press himself into you slowly, never wanting to go to fast. He also liked the look on your face when he didn't give you everything you wanted right there and then. When his tip hit your entrance, you moaned, biting your lip to hold back the tears. It was so much pressure. You let out ragged sounds of stolen breath when he finally let himself fully in. He pressed harder, moaning softly into your neck. That was the one thing you liked the most from him, hearing the sound in his throat.

- This motherfucker can eat pussy like a champ. He knew every inch of your wet core, teasing your clit with every movement, making you pant for air. He wouldn't let you have an orgasm, he would only increase the pressure, making you cry out with pleasure. His fingers kept digging into your skin, he would tease you just laying his tongue flat but not moving it at all.

- Essentially, Lucerys is the best boyfriend.

#hotd x reader #lucerys velaryon #lucerys velaryon x reader #lucerys velaryon fluff #lucerys velaryon x you #lucerys x you #lucerys x reader #king jacaerys velaryon x reader #jacaerys velaryon x reader #jacaerys velaryon

[bedsyandco]

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When Daxton called to tell him what happened to Vi Luke’s heart dropped.

“Dax, what’s up bud? Haven’t heard from you in a while…” Luke answers the phone casually and Daxton frowns.

Dax knew Violet was okay but he didn’t expect Luke to sound so…chill about it.

Violet broke her arm in high school and Luke forced her to stay in bed for two weeks. Not allowing her to move it unless she absolutely needed to.

She had an asthma attack while playing basketball with Jack once and he ignored Jack for a good week after even though it wasn’t even really his fault.

Violet slipped on the deck and the Hughes lake house one summer and Luke insisted that his dad replace the deck. That something was wrong with it and someone was going to get hurt. He even offered to work the whole summer to help pay for it and help rebuild it himself.

Luke’s always been a little intense when it came to Violet’s health and safety. So to hear him sound, like that when his sister was in the hospital was out of the ordinary to say the least.

“I wanted to call you and give you an update on V. I thought you may be worried…”

“You went to visit Vi? That’s good, I know she’s been missing you. I’m not worried, I know she has a lot of tests and assignments coming up. And if you’re there you guys probably stayed up late and binged watched some weird show you’re both addicted to right now. While you’re there, meet up with the guys and reconsider your decision to go to BC next year. Is she awake yet? I texted her earlier but I thought she might still be asleep or busy,” Luke says and Dax frowns

“Oh my God, you don’t know?” Dax asks and Luke sits up straight from Jack’s hotel bed.

“Don’t know what?” Luke asks

“Violets in the hospital,”

“She’s what? Since when? What happened? Is she okay?” Luke asks and Dax smiles slightly, that’s more like it.

“She’s…okay. Two guys broke into her place last night. Luckily she wasn’t too hurt. From what I understand they didn’t attack her, only pushed her out of the way and against the wall, and she hit her head and now has a bit of a concussion. Nothing too serious. I thought you knew, I was only calling to give you an update,” Daxton says and Luke scoffs

“If I knew, I would’ve already been there. When did this happen?” Luke asks and Jack sends him a concerned look when he starts putting on his shoes hastily

“Yesterday. Like almost 12 hours or so ago I’m guessing. I would’ve called you earlier if I knew no one had already. We were all under the impression Vi or Jules’ called you,” Daxton explains and Luke’s jaw tightens

“Jules knows?”

“She’s the one that drove her to the hospital,” Dax replies and Luke shakes his head.

Be mad at Jules for not calling him or be grateful she took care of his girl when he couldn’t? A debate for another time, Luke decides as he stands up.

“I’ll be there as soon as I can,” Luke says and Dax says goodbye

“What’s going on? Jack asks as soon as Luke hangs up the phone

“Violet’s in the hospital. Someone broke into her apartment last night,” Luke says and Jack gasps

“Oh my God. Is she okay?” Jack asks

“She only has a minor concussion from what I hear but I gotta… I need to go,” Luke says and Jack nods

“Yeah. Go,” Jack nods

“What do I do - Who do I-“ Luke asks and Jack puts a hand on his shoulder

“I’ll handle it. Just go. Keep me updated,” Jack orders and Luke nods, giving his brother a quick hug before practically sprinting out of there

The flight to Michigan felt like the longest few hours of his entire life

#⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ violet + luke ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

[sadesluvr]

Hello, new here! I first found you through your William Afton fics and LOVED THEM!! Especially the one with ghost reader, that was a fun one (which kinda inspired me for this ask)

If it's alright, I would like to request a movie William Afton scenario, with again some crazy supernatural elements, where the reader is kind of a shape-shifter/metamorph. The best part is the animal form the reader and shift into is a rabbit!!

Whether platonic or romantic fluff (although I kinda want to see platonic the most), whichever you decide, I was thinking of a scenario where the reader was exploring the rural/forest areas outside of the city when they spot the abandoned pizzeria, get curiouse and go to investigate. But coincidentally, William is there doing some killings from recent intruders trashing the place. And before they can be caught they shift, so Will only finds a supposedly small abandoned domestic rabbit that found its way here. He's taking it home :). Reader is freaking out. And maybe after a little while, however you chose, Will discovers the rabbit being the reader and secret of being a shape shifter and surprised.

You can continue it however you wish.

A/N: Hey, I’m glad you like my work! Thanks for the ask and being patient - This is more of a drabble/list of headcanons bc it was easier for me to write :)

William isn’t really a pet kind of guy. Vanessa had a fish and a rabbit, but since she grew out of it he’s never felt the need for an animal companion

Still, he takes you home because something about you reminds him of his past- both good and bad

He puts you in a random box that’s filled with spare parts, hoping he doesn’t have to wash more blood from his hands since there’s a few blunt nails and hums on his way back

You, on the other hand, are worried. You won’t be able to get home, and you’ve seen what he’s capable of

You’re shy at first - you don’t eat, and rub away from pets

But he’s actually rather kind to you - he leaves out water and spare veggies. He doesn’t have a hutch at first but makes sure your shoebox is clean and padded with blankets

Eventually you start roaming around the house and opening up to him. He’s totally chill as you watch him make sandwiches for work and stuff, and he even starts talking to you. It’s actually kind of wholesome given the fact you met him murdering someone….

When he’s out, you shower and go back to doing your regular human stuff. Once, his neighbour almost caught you standing by a window you left open so that you could get back in (bunny form). Luckily she was senile so William brushed it off

Your luck runs out one day when he comes home unexpectedly. He sees feet under the door to the bathroom and is ready to kill - bursting into the room without care - only to find you, his pet.

He’s confused, thinking the intruder disappears, but sees your socks on the floor. He doesn’t believe it, even when you shift right in front of him:

“Don’t hurt me!” you say. “It’s crazy, but I can explain…”

You tell him everything about you - including why you were there at the pizzeria that night. He’s shocked, even considering the fact he’s created literal Frankenstein’s, but he softens

Is most impressed you didn’t rat him out to the cops

Both of your secrets are now safe with each other - William still looks after you (he prefers when you’re in bunny form) but there’s times where you’ve had a bit of breakfast together before he leaves

It’s nice, actually. You kind of keep him sane.

Getting a matching purple tie for you like his Springbonnie suit 

But he’s a psycho at heart so of course he’s thinking of how he could *inadvertently* use you in his schemes….

His best friend is a bunny. It doesn’t make sense but he doesn’t either

#request fill #florence writes!! #william afton x reader #steve raglan x reader #fnaf x reader #bunny! reader #my asks

[ctitan98official]

Anonymous: Oh man, seeing all this professor!Donna stuff makes me really want to see professor!Miranda content as well! Could I request something along those lines? Maybe the reader is a graduate student for a masters program under Miranda, and they start bonding. Miranda is pregnant with Eva (midway to end of the second trimester maybe) and isn’t sure that the reader will want to be with her, especially with the baby not being theirs, but the reader is ecstatic at the prospect of having a family with her and is even willing to put their degree on hold or swap programs to make it work because they care about her and Eva so much. Bonus points if the reader feels Eva kick against their palm in agreement of them being the other parent (bc that'd be cute).

Hell yeah! Also, I know Miranda’s last name is never revealed so I just went with “Balan” (That last name literally means ‘Blonde’ in Romanian XD) Felt weird to just have Y/N call her by her first name lol. Let’s get into it!

You were scared when you entered your Master’s program. What if it was too hard? What if you couldn’t keep up? You had almost given up before you really started.

However, when your program advisor, Dr. Miranda Balan, had been notified about your request to transfer to another school… She couldn’t let such a promising student go. She had seen your research and it was very impressive. She decided to take you under her wing and set up a meeting to talk with you.

Miranda is a world-class biologist. She’s worked on thousands of major projects. You’ve followed her work for many years and truly admire her. But now, you feel dumb just sitting in front of her.

However, the scientist’s beautiful silver eyes are kind as they assess you. “Now, Y/N. What’s this nonsense I hear about you wanting to transfer?” She asks with a smile.

You blush. So that’s what this is about. “I… just don’t think I’m going to do well in the program.” You tell her and nervously scratch the back of your neck.

Miranda quirks a concerned eyebrow. “Why do you think that, Y/N?” She asks.

“I’m not… Brilliant like you. I work hard, but, sometimes it just takes me longer to understand things.” You say.

Miranda nods in sympathy, but she also giggles at your unintentional compliment. “Well… Flattery will get you everywhere with me.” She jokes which makes you laugh a little bit as well. “But, I will personally see to it that you are not left behind. Think of me as your new mentor.” She says with a smile.

Your eyes widen at this.

“You can shadow me as I work and act as my lab assistant. Hands on learning is more effective than just lectures, after all.” She tells you. “Plus, we can also have some one-on-one tutoring sessions if you feel like you need help.” Miranda finishes with a grin.

Your eyes brighten at this. She’s so generous. Why is she doing this? “Um… Wow, thank you so much.” You say gratefully. “I, just… Um, do you really see that much potential in me? Why would you offer me this?” You ask quietly.

Miranda hums sadly at your lack of self-confidence. She knows exactly how you feel. It’s scary starting a new venture. She’s dealing with that at the moment herself, actually. “Well, Y/N, I’ve seen your work and… I know you will make a big name for yourself in science.” She tells you. “We need mavericks who are willing to take chances for the benefit of humankind. I think you fit that profile quite nicely.” She winks at you.

Oh shit. She’s so gorgeous you can’t even really focus on what she’s saying. “T-thank you. I’m honored.” You tell her, embarrassed.

Miranda chuckles at your heated cheeks. You’re adorable. “You asked me why I wanted to mentor you.” She says.

You nod fervently.

“The truth is, I’m at a crossroads in my life. I will not be working on anymore huge projects, except for my own research. I’ve been all over the world and… Now, I want to know what other things life has in store for me.” She says with a dreamy expression. “I have always loved to teach, and now, I want that to be my full-time career.” She smiles.

Wow… So Miranda will not be a part of those huge research teams any longer. She’s dead serious about changing course.

“Plus…” Miranda adds. She pauses before thinking about something. The blonde suddenly holds up a finger, motioning for you to wait a second. Miranda stands and goes to look outside her office doorway to make sure no one is listening in. Once she is satisfied that no one is around to hear, she closes the door before sitting down again.

You look at her in confusion but wait for her to speak.

“Y/N, what I want to tell you must remain a secret. You don’t have to stay and listen to this, but all I ask is for your discretion if you decide to hear what I have to say.” Miranda tells you seriously.

What could she be about to tell you? You can’t help your curiosity. “Okay. I’m ready.” You tell her with a determined glint in your eye.

Miranda giggles at you. So spirited. It reminds her of herself, actually. “Excellent. Well… There are two main things you should know.” She begins. “The first matter is that… I am expecting my first child.” Miranda reveals with a smile.

Your face is in awe. “Wow, really?” You ask in disbelief. You didn’t think she looked pregnant. Now, you’re trying to secretly look for any signs.

Miranda laughs at your poor attempt to remain stealthy as you examine her. “I’m only three months along, so it’s hard to tell.” She says. “The University does not know yet and I would like to keep this between us for a while. Would that be okay, Y/N?” She asks, suddenly worried that she has burdened you with this secret.

“Absolutely! That’s not my place to share with anyone else.” You answer.

Miranda internally breathes a sigh of relief. She trusts you. “I appreciate that, Y/N… I have been waiting for this little one all of my life.” She grins.

“Congratulations.” You tell her with a smile. For some reason, seeing Miranda’s eyes light up when she talks about her unborn child makes you feel warm and mushy on the inside. It’s sweet.

“Thank you, Y/N.” Miranda says happily. It feels… Good to get that off her chest. She doesn’t know why, but it feels even better that it’s you she’s talking to specifically. You’re so kind and most certainly a great listener. “Now, onto the next bit of information I want to share.” She tells you.

You nod and lean closer to listen.

“I… Would like for someone to continue the research I have worked on for most of my life. I can’t think of anyone I would enjoy training more than you, Y/N.” Miranda says sincerely.

Your eyes go wide. What an honor. Miranda’s research is groundbreaking. This could change your life. “Fuck yes!” You suddenly blurt out quite loudly before your cheeks go red at your reaction. “I m-mean, I just… Thank you Dr. Balan.” You tell her.

Miranda chuckles at your uncontrollable giddiness and excitement. “I’m so glad to hear that, Y/N. And please, Miranda is fine.” She tells you with a wink.

Oh man… You hope your quickly developing crush on her will not ruin this opportunity…

——————————————————————————

A few months pass by and you and Miranda have grown very close. She often invites you over for dinner and the two of you delight in each other’s presence.

You work closely with her in the lab and are hyper-vigilant as you make sure that Miranda isn’t exposed to anything that could harm her and the baby.

Miranda assures you that what you are researching is not hazardous, but you still worry.

One evening, as you two are cleaning up, you hear Miranda gasp softly and immediately place her hand on her stomach. You’re by her side immediately. “Are you okay?!” You ask her worriedly.

Miranda’s eyes are wide and her stance is rigid, but she eventually chuckles in astonishment. “I think this little one just kicked me for the first time.” She tells you with a breathtaking smile.

You brighten at this. “Really?!” You ask her excitedly.

Miranda giggles at your happy reaction. “Yes. Would you like to feel, Y/N?” She asks and reaches her hand out to yours.

“Yeah!” You agree. The baby has been a constant topic of conversation. You and Miranda have taken to jokingly asking the baby for their opinion as you work during the day. You’ve become very attached and they are not even born yet.

Miranda beams at your enthusiastic answer and gently guides your hand to where she felt the baby kick earlier. You both wait for a moment, but nothing. The baby has apparently decided that they would rather take a nap now.

“Aw, shoot… Maybe… They just don’t like me.” You say, trying not to be too disappointed.

Miranda coos at the sadness on your face. “It’s okay, Y/N. It’s still rather early for them to move too much. I’m sure they adore you.” She says. Miranda finds it precious to see how you’ve grown so fond of the baby.

It’s been amazing just getting to spend so much time with you as she experiences this pregnancy… It almost feels like you two are eager parents as you wait for the baby to get here.

Miranda’s train of thought immediately halts as she realizes just how much you mean to her. She can’t imagine life without you now… She’s developing feelings for you… And… She wants to raise this baby with you. Her cheeks burn as she tries to shake the poisonous thought from her mind. There’s no way you could ever feel the same. This isn’t your baby, after all. Miranda looks to you as she is silently wrestling with her unfounded hopes.

You are very infatuated yourself. When you and Miranda’s eyes meet… You feel a sudden wave of attraction. You can’t fight it any longer. You gently wrap your arms around her to lean in closer. Eventually, your lips meet and it’s like your world is finally complete. Miranda’s lips are soft and warm. You deepen the kiss and Miranda moans as you hold her close.

As if on cue, the two of you quickly part at the same time, embarrassed by your actions.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry, Miranda! Please… Forgive me!” You quickly apologize. You begin beating yourself up. What the hell is wrong with you? Why did you-

“Y/N, it’s okay.” Miranda says and reaches out to cup your face. “I kissed you too.” She tries to soothe you as she rubs her fingers along your cheek.

“No, I… It’s more than that.” You try to explain. “I… Think I might be in love with you, Miranda.” You reveal.

Miranda can’t help the shock she feels. You… Are really in love with her? Miranda is quickly brought of her thoughts as you begin to speak again.

“I… I know it’s not my place, but… I love the baby too. I kind of feel like they’re my child as well.” You say.

At this, Miranda begins sobbing joyfully. She hugs you tight. “I… Love you too, Y/N. We both do.” She says and pulls back a bit as she puts your hand on her tummy.

You laugh in disbelief. This had just been a fantasy, but now… Could building a life with Miranda be possible? Could you… Be a family?

“This baby is just as much yours as they are mine. If… That’s really what you want.” Miranda says, now unsure of how you’ll react to that prospect.

“That’s what I want, Miranda.” You tell her and softly wipe her tears. You give her one more kiss before you crouch down to cradle her belly. “Can I be your other parent, baby?” You ask. You don’t expect a response, but you quickly feel a firm kick to your hand. Almost as if the baby is agreeing with you.

“Did you feel that Miranda?!” You ask and stand up to look at her.

Miranda giggles. “I most certainly did, my love.” She says. “The baby likes that idea.” She grins.

You bring her in for a kiss and hope you can convey just how happy you are. This is a dream come true.

Masterlist

#re8 #re8 village #mother miranda #mother miranda x y/n #mother miranda x reader #resident evil village #resident evil imagines #resident evil 8 #resident evil #re8 shitpost

[nikethestatue]

I find it funny that those other shippers are saying we're dead because of that BC 😆 like huh?

I'm sorry, but I read that BC and never felt like it doomed our ship?

Azriel and Elain aren't shown to be a couple? Of course not, the elriel book is coming, why would they already be together before their book?

Azriel and his shadows hummed/reacted to music? Yeeeaaahhh...? What does that prove other than music in general makes his shadows react? Looks to me like their special girl wasn't special after all 🤨 not to mention that both Stone Mother and the Glass Coffin have a woman freeing herself from someone they don't love and getting with someone of their choice.

Az said he didn't have a mate, so that means elriel is dead? HUH? How did they get that conclusion? Yes, because OBVIOUSLY a really big couple is going to get together OFFSCREEN and mentioned in a BC? Do these people have any thinking skills whatsoever? NOTHING about that BC denied elriel, AT ALL. Not to mention the suspicious way Azriel was acting when referring to mates 🤔😏

Anyways, these shippers just don't seem to understand that the biggest and important elriel developments will happen in A BOOK OF THEIR OWN, and NOT in someone else's or in a BC of another story.

Either way, our ship is still alive and well 😁 the only reason why some elriels are frustrated is because the other shippers are ONCE AGAIN misinterpreting the text of the BC and passing it off as canon 😮‍💨 the only thing that will give them is disappointment when they realize they were wrong all this time 🤭

They think that EVERY bonus kills Elriel.

They legit think that SJM sits down to write bonus chapters (regardless for which series) with intentions of killing Elriel?

Also, I was under the impression that she already KiLLED ELRIEL with Azriel's Bonus and that he was mated to Gwyn and feeling chest glows because of the bond?

(This is from the first chapter of HOFAS. I guess Bryce and Amren are mates! Because you know...)

And it wouldn't be weird at all, if Azriel was like 'Yeah, I have a mate!!!' to Bryce all of a sudden, in a BONUS.

All we've learned in the bonus is that his shadows react to music. And that he is a shadowSINGER, which obviously somehow connects these mysterious powers that he has to music? SJM clearly has had this idea for over a decade, since he was introduced as a shadowsinger back in ACOMAF. And I am sure it's connected to some deeper magic that we know little about at this point. (I personally think it's Valg related, but that's just me)

But anyway. If it gives them peace and if they are so sure that multiple bonuses have killed Elriel, then they need to sleep easy and not obsess over it.

[atlailx]

HUGE BANG BRAVE BANG BRAVERN SPOILERS (Hopefully I put the read more thing on right, i still don't 100% know how to use tumblr)

So I just sat and binged watched this entire show, I have NEED to just talk about it because it's just so good.

Ok i went into this calling it the gay robot show bc i had seen so many people talk about it like that (they’re not wrong) but it was so much more than just a silly little mecha show. I totally called the save in ep1 where braven appeared. Like once the huge attack started i said “oh the main character is gonna get hurt and about to be killed and the giant robot is gonna appear and save him” and i was totally right. Then in ep2 (i think) when superbia showed up, i really just thought “oh cool this guy looks sick, sucks that he's gonna die and never appear again” BUT I WAS THANKFULLY WRONG. Up until smith's death, i was totally under the impression that smith would be the one to bond with superbia, like i was thinking “oh this deathdrive is gonna attack smith and almost kill him then superbia is gonna show up and save him parallel to braven and isami” but i was caught SO off guard by the plot twist. I was analyzing the break animation and thought “oh both smith and isami are (nakey) that means smith is gonna pilot a bot,” but NO, i'm so glad it ended up being that braven is future smith. Which huge credit to the writers for putting foreshadowing FROM THE BEGINNING. Like they pulled it off so well. A proper reveal HAS to be foreshadowed, and having bravens FIRST convo with isami mention how he already knows isami’s name is perfect. AND how when braven encountered superbia, HE KNEW HIS NAME. BECAUSE HE'S SMITH. AND BEFORE FUTURE SMITH DIED HE KNEW SUPERBIA. It genuinely surprised me. And even once it was revealed that smith WAS braven i literally lost my mind. I did not expect it, but it makes so much sense. Then once it was revealed that lulu was from the future, i actually started to care about her character. Before that reveal i really hated her, like she was just straight up annoying, but after future lulu arrived she became a WAY better character. Especially with the “flashbacks” (if you can really call them that since they’re a future from an alternate universe) of lulu and superbia having an adorable familial relationship.

AND this was foreshadowed too. THE STUPID LITTLE GAGAPI THING LULU SAYS? THAT'S THE DEATH DRIVE LANGUAGE. LULU IMMEDIATELY LIKING SMITH? BECAUSE SHE KNEW IT WAS BRAVEN. While I do love braven and isami, something about superbia just scratches my brain. I kinda just saw him and decided “yeah this dude's my favorite.” I doubt the show will have a s2 because of the ending, but I'd love a short series about the future lulu came from and how things went down there. I want to know more about a future where superbia became the remaining hero, and I NEED to just see how it would play out. I love the parallels between superbia and braven too, like visually, where superbia does the same pose as braven after he destroys the tower.

Even though the episodes were only about 25 minutes long in length, the show felt long, and the episodes didn’t feel disconnected from each other. I never felt like the transition from episode to episode was unnatural, and the pacing was mostly good. I understand that as the show went on and braven/isami became stronger, it was easier and easier to defeat the death drives, but there was some disconnect from how long the Pessimism/whatever the other guy's name was fight versus how long the Ira fight was. And yes, it did feel longer because it kept cutting to smith, but the double death drive fight felt so easy? Like they did not seem to pose as much of a problem as superbia but the fight took forever. The ending did feel a little rushed, and would have benefitted from a longer season or runtime, but what we got was good. Before this, i've never really seen a show of this type (a gundam/mech pilot show) i really only watched it because the TF accounts I follow were talking about it, so maybe it's a common thing in these type of shows for the characters to basically go super saiyan, but it felt weird. WHY DID THEY BECOME GOLD??? They could’ve just gotten brighter colors. Speaking of the ending, I love that lulu had no idea about vita purely because in her future, superbia never died, which yes i know that was intentional, but its just cool to me. This show makes me want to watch more of this genre, even though the rep might not be present in a lot of the older shows.

#bang brave bang bravern #braven #bang bravern spoilers

[underoospeterparker]

i have another peter sutherland request <3 friends to lovers style. reader was walking to peters apartment and it starts pouring on her way there so shes basically drenched and freezing. hes surprised to see her at his door bc she didnt tell him she was comin over and he gets her inside and gives her some of his clothes to wear and warms her up and gives her cuddles and he initiates their first kiss and basically just comfort and fluffy goodness

i love you for this request - hope u enjoy this, my lovely

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

you were on your way to peter's apartment to surprise him, and it was gorgeous out, even though it looked as if a storm was on it's way. even though the sky was almost tar-black, the sun peeked out through the clouds, still providing a little bit of light.

you looked up, sighing at the sky and smiling gently. you felt the start of a drizzle drip onto your cheeks, and you knew soon you would definitely get drenched. you weren't necessarily mad about it. you loved the rain.

walking a little faster, the rain got a little more intense and you tried to use one hand to cover your forehead, but it was practically useless. you were getting drenched, and the rain came down harder.

you didn't even bring an umbrella, so you were forced to walk in the cold rain until you reached peter's flat.

once inside the lobby, the air conditioner hit you full blast and you started shivering, your short sleeved top doing absolutely nothing to try and keep you warm.

ringing the doorbell to his apartment, you starting wringing your clothes out as best as you could, not wanting to splash water everywhere in peter's house. you knew he wouldn't mind, but you didn't want to give him a bad impression, especially as you were crushing on him real hard. he gave signs that he liked you, but you, being super clueless, didn't know how to act on these feelings.

peter answered the door, craning his neck down to look at you. his eyes widened in surprise, and then he smiled, happy to see you. "hi," he said, grinning.

"hi," you murmured. you both stared at each other until he realised that he was blocking the entrance. you laughed under your breath and stepped inside his apartment. you shivered again, this time more harsh and peter noticed, frowning slightly.

"princess," he sighed. "you walked all the way in the rain?" you loved it when he called you 'princess.' it made you feel warm and tingly in all the best ways.

you nodded. "wanted to come and see you," you mumbled, blushing. you looked at your feet, suddenly unable to look at him. you were warm but so cold at the same time.

peter smiled at your shyness, then spoke. "c'mon, princess. let me get you warm." he guided you into the bathroom, where you stood waiting for him while he went inside his bedroom for a second.

he came back with a shirt and some shorts, most likely his, that looked way too big for you but so comfortable that you couldn't resist. you smiled inside at the idea of you wearing his clothes. peter also grabbed you a fluffy white towel from underneath the sink.

"you wanna take a warm shower?" he asked gently. you nodded in response, already excited with the idea of being warm. "okay. just call me if you need anything." his eyes met yours and you noticed his face softening. he closed the door quietly behind him and left you in his bathroom.

the warm water was soothing, and you felt yourself already beginning to heat up. you loved the sensation. you were happy, until the heater suddenly turned off while you were in the shower, and cold water splashed at your face.

you screamed in shock, the freezing water hitting your body a complete opposite to the warmness you felt earlier. turning the shower off, you stepped out of the stall, grabbing your towel to try and get yourself warm again.

"hey, (y/n/n)-" peter knocked on the door. "did you just scream? are you okay?"

"yeah, sorry!" you called back. "i think your heater just went off."

there was silence, and then peter groaned softly. "aw, princess." you could feel his frown through the door. "i'm sorry."

you laughed under your breath, amused to find that he was blaming himself for a heater going off. "it's not your fault, pete."

he sighed, and you swung the door open, his clothes already on you. his eyes dilated as he saw you wearing his too-big shirt and shorts, then grinned at you. "i love you in my clothes," he murmured.

"mhm?" you questioned, smiling.

"c'mon, sweetheart, come here," he said, pulling you onto his bed. he opened his arms wide for you to crawl into, and you settled happily into them. you fit perfectly in his chest, your head resting above his heart.

his hands wrapped around you tight, one coming up underneath your shirt, giving you a bit of warmth. he was like a heater, and you loved it. the other hand cupped the back of your head, playing with your hair lightly.

you sighed happily, feeling the warmth come back into your body. "hey, pete," you mumbled against his chest.

"yes, princess?"

you move back a little bit, so that you can see his face. he looked at you questioningly. you didn't know how to say it. i mean, how do you tell your best friend of three years that you like him? that you want him to be your boyfriend? it was just too much, and maybe he didn't even like you that way, and maybe he just wanted to-

"hey," he cupped your cheek with one hand, eyes soothing, assuring you that everything was fine. "where'd you go, sweetheart?"

"i love you." you blurted out. peter's eyes widened in shock, but you still continued. "and as in, a more than friends kind of way. and i know you might not feel the same way, so if you just want to stay friends, then, that's okay, i mean, but i just wanted to tell you, y'know, so-"

peter cut you off gently. he tilted your chin up to meet his eyes, and keeping his fingers on your chin, he kissed you.

it was like nothing you'd ever felt in your life. relief rushed through you, happiness that he liked you back, that peter was kissing you. right now, right here. it felt like a dream.

your foreheads touched lightly, and peter smiled against your lips. "yeah," he sighed. "i love you, too, sweetheart. have, for a long time." he added.

"why didn't you say anything, then?" you asked.

"why didn't you say anything?" he countered, grinning.

"fair," you said, smiling back at him. "but i'm so glad you feel the same way, pete."

"of course I do. you're the most beautiful girl i have ever met, and you're glad i feel the same way? sweetheart, i'll always love you. no matter what. you're always gonna be mine, and i'm always gonna be yours." he kissed you once more. "remember that."

#petersutherland #the night agent #nightagent #peter sutherland x reader #gabriel basso #fluff #comfort #drabble

[unohanadaydreams]

for the eroge game !!! can we get college professor (or student whichever ur more comfortable w!!)! Toshiro with a romantic/horny college student(she/her)! reader getting it on in an empty classroom?? ♪(´ε｀ ) love u btw

It’s safe to say Toshiro being a professor teaching students largely the same age as him would be canon if Bleach were a college AU. He IS a genius, after all.

You didn’t put like a phase you wanted but I’m just gonna make this a Good End bc this seems like something Toshiro would RESIST doing until the end of a route.

Features: teacher/student dynamics, Toshiro’s first role play session, romance + smut wombo combo

Bleach Your Heart: The Otome & Eroge Ask Game

PROFESSOR! TOSHIRO HITSUGAYA + STUDENT! READER + GOOD END

You squeaked as your bare thighs slid against the waxed wood of his desk, finding it too cold for a Summer afternoon.

Toshiro stood before you with his arms crossed, stern.

“Don’t you want to come over here and ravish me, Professor Hitsugaya?”

He stiffened at his title, his eyes cutting to the windows and doors, belying his nervousness. “This is my place of work.”

“Obviously. That’s what makes it so fun.”

You’d taken precautions, knowing it would be the only way Toshiro would agree to so much as hold your hand in his classroom.

Standing on a plastic chair, you’d hooked all five pairs of blinds to the floor, closing the South facing wall of windows off from the outside.

The classroom felt odd without the warm sun streaming down on the desks, but Toshiro demanded thoroughness. So you’d brought construction paper from home, borrowing his scissors to cut them to shape and taped them over the rectangles of glass embedded in the two doors, one on each end of the room, opposite of the windows.

Arriving first for once, you’d been smug, locking the door behind him.

His eyes narrowed under the harsh fluorescents, trying to close in on a reason to push you away.

The white shock of his hair bounced lightly when he shook his head, coming up empty.

You lifted your leg, letting your foot trail from his chest to the front of his pants, before letting it dangle back against the desk.

“Come here, Toshiro,” you said, dropping his title to ease him. “We can just kiss if you want.”

Lulled, he came forward, his arms unwinding, drawn to your bare thighs. The cuff of his white button-up tickled a shiver up your spine as one of his hands trailed up your leg. His green eyes kept you frozen with their intensity as placed himself between your thighs.

“Why do I humor you?” He didn’t seem to need an answer, the thumb of his right hand skimming your bottom lip. But he didn’t go further, his eyes still flitting to the door in his peripheral.

From first, second, and third impressions, you never imagined someone like Toshiro would be touching you, much less humoring you about any from of classroom dalliance.

He seemed carved from the expectations everyone had for him, including his own. Professor Hitsugaya and Toshiro were two separate people in your mind but it was clear the distinction wasn’t so simple for him.

You kissed him before he could change his mind, cradling his face in your hands, his cheeks growing hot as his breath filled your mouth.

Tugging him closer, you threw your legs around him and he responded quickly, his hands supportive and firm under your thighs.

You rolled his bottom lip between your teeth and he gave a low groan that sunk to a satisfied sigh. The front of his navy dress pants were tight and your hands twitched against his shoulders at the feel of it flush against you.

“Aren’t you tired of humoring me,” you whispered against his lips.

Face aflame, Toshiro seemed stuck, his body straining closer while he resisted responding.

That was something he simply couldn’t hide—his innate shyness to intimacy. He was so used to the clear boundaries of professional relationships. So suited to professor or colleague but uncertain about the rules of lovers.

His insistence to tutoring you, on ensuring none of his students leaving his class reflecting a failing on his part by departing with a failing grade, had been the start of it all.

Toshiro was a person, whereas Professor Hitsugaya was a sculpture of ice, frozen in a prison of his own talent and sense of responsibility.

Toshiro met your eyes with hesitance and you smiled prettily for him, grinding against his hardening boner in encouragement.

“Y-you’re a horrible student,” he said, his palms sweating against your skin.

Nodding enthusiastically, you fisted the lapels of his button-up, “don’t you just wanna teach me a lesson?”

He got better as he went, his tone hardening, jerking you off the desk by the belt-loops of your jean shorts.

By the time you’d been raised back onto the desk, Toshiro was gone and Professor Hitsugaya was giving you a stony stare that swirled excitement in your stomach.

He didn’t undress, only shoving his pants and underwear down enough to let his cock spring free.

You’d always been taller, but it didn’t make him less domineering or you less eager to be an obedient student. Eagerly, you bent your head down to kiss him again.

“Please treat me well, Professor,” you said after he’d kissed you hard, your chest heaving for breath, your nipples squished against the cotton of his shirt.

His face was pure business as he eased into you. “As long as you study diligently.”

But your wet entrance was greedy to have him fully inside and your rhythm stole his coolness, his act unraveling much faster than he’d built it up. He groaned as you tightened around his cock.

Forcing you to lie back, he squeezed one of your breasts before enveloping your nipple with his hot tongue. Your moan was sharp, your body sliding on the smooth desk as your swirling hips beckoned him faster.

“Toshiro,” you panted as he leaned over you, stretching to kiss you as his thumb circled your pulsing clit. “I’m really—I’m so close, you’re so, so good.”

“C-call me Professor again,” he said, trembling on that same cliff you were close to falling from.

His eyes were glazed and barely open as you gave a breathy laugh and pulled him down by his white hair.

“I love you, Professor.”

Toshiro shuddered, his thumb racing against your clit and his hips thrusting tense and uneven, “again.”

You whispered into his mouth, “I love you, Professor Hitsugaya” and went stiff before you could say it again, your body wracking with pleasure that ran so hot, you felt frozen in the wave of it.

He followed with a few more uneven pumps, your pussy no longer allowing him to pull out more than inch or two.

After a few minutes of basking in his body on top of yours, you brushed your nose against his and kissed his cheeks, nose, and lips.

“I love you too,” he said, calm, squeezing your hips, then your waist, then your breasts.

“I figured, since you humored me enough to fuck me in your precious classroom.”

He slid away, tying up the condom he’d used, throwing it in a plastic back, and shoving it in the trashcan.

“Shut up. It was just this once.”

You laughed deeply and stood, letting Toshiro dress you.

“I remember you saying something similar the first time we kissed.”

He rolled his eyes, picking at the cuffs of his shirt, “Since when do students question their professors?”

“Am I risking a failing grade in being a girlfriend now?” You kissed him again, straightened his tie.

“Yes. Now get the vinegar spray out of the cabinet and help me clean your mess,” Toshiro’s mouth was smug.

You complied, laughing again, heart squeezing to see him hiding a laugh behind a cough. “My mess!! Take some responsibility, why don’t you.”

“Grab the disinfecting wipes, too.”

#toshiro hitsugaya x reader #bleach imagines #bleach smut #Toshiro Hitsugaya #I spared you all so much second hand embarrassment by not fully showing Toshiro’s first attempt at roleplay #I left a lot of dialogue out of this rewrite bc I was like ‘hmmm actually I’ll spare him’ #ALSO THE DISRESPECT OF TUMBLR MAKING ME SCRAMBLE TO REWRITE THIS SO I DIDNT LOSE THE VIBE

[footballffbarbiex]

words: 1282 warnings: insecurity within a relationship (from bc of spouse), age gap, step parent, slight anxiety (but nothing too described)

Three weeks previously…

“I don’t know. I’d love to spend it again with Marco but I’ve still barely met anyone on his side properly.” There’s a pause as she listens to someone on the other end of the phone call speaking before she starts speaking again but not before she sighs. “I mean…I’ve briefly met his ex wife and I’ve spent a good amount of time with his children but not enough to say I could confidently walk into a room with his loved ones and engage without worry. And mine? Still not sure dad would approve fully, you know how he gets about these things.”

Despite everything that she’s told him about how she feels, Marco still feels his stomach drop and his heart sink further. He knew their age gap would pose problems, but the worry, if not fear, that they wouldn’t be accepted because of it grew tenfold but hearing her say it during a call that he probably wasn’t supposed to overhear, it hurts. Not wanting to keep listening, and in turn, hurting himself, Marco pushes himself to continue walking until he reaches the kitchen, leaving her alone in the living room none the wiser.

“No, I’m not saying it’s right. You know that I think it’s shit, but what can I do? Forcing him to accept it will do more harm than good. I want him to see that I’m happy before he finds out who is making me happy. Mum says he’ll need time to come around because obviously she knows and she’s fine with it but if dad can see how happy I am, that’ll help.”

_

Now. 

Standing in the kitchen with her hands submerged in the water, she takes this time to gather her thoughts. She knew that meeting his family for the first time, properly, would be an experience but she wasn’t expecting to feel this welcomed by his parents and children. His mother had swept her into the house, engaged her in conversation and tried to do her best to make her feel as relaxed as possible given the circumstances. 

Occasionally Marco’s ex would be brought up, mostly in relation to what she’d bought the kids for christmas or when they’d be seeing her next, but it was enough to make her feel as though she was the odd one out in a way. This was the first year that his ex hadn’t been present for Christmas and she knew that she was responsible for this - not that she felt any sort of hostility from them for this, though she could have understood it if there was. 

Soap suds coat her hands, lathering them up and making her hands feel silky. His parents have a dishwasher, one that they were more than happy to stack but she offered to do the remaining ones so that she could at least be helpful. She’d caught the way his parents had looked at one another during the course of the day, pulling expressions similar to first time parents with a newborn who is experiencing many of their first “firsts” and though it had made her happy to see that they appeared pleased that Marco was happy, she felt a pang of sadness that this wasn’t something that she could experience with her own parents just yet. 

She smells his aftershave before she hears the soft padding of his footsteps behind her. She watches via the reflection in the window as Marco approaches and closes her eyes briefly as his arms wrap around her waist and he nuzzles into her neck. “Do you want me to dry if you’re washing?”

“I was going to do that after I’d finished everything else, but I wasn’t sure where it needed to go.” She admits, casting a quick glance over the pile of tableware that stands air drying. 

“I’m surprised mum let you do this, she’s usually particular about her kitchen. Clearly she’s trying to make a good impression.”

“That makes two of us then.”

“Your efforts have paid off. Believe me.” Marco presses a light kiss to her neck, the feel of his beard scraping against her skin makes her shudder. 

“You sound certain about that,” she pulls out one of the glasses and rinses it off under the tap before placing it on the draining board along with the others.

“I am. I wouldn’t say it if I didn't mean it.” He replies before kissing a light kiss to her skin once more and removes himself from her body. She feels cold almost immediately in his absence but notes that he collects a towel and begins to dry everything off - just like he said he would. He navigates his parents' kitchen like the back of his hand and puts everything away with ease. “You didn’t need to do this though, you know.” 

“I know. But your parents cooked and hosted and me tidying away is the least I can do to relieve some of their duties for when we’ve left.” 

“Speaking of,” Marco says as he opens one of the above cupboards and begins to stack the plates in there. “I can’t wait to get back with you, have a glass of wine and settle in for the night once they’ve gone to bed.”

“You say that like I’m staying,” she chuckles to herself and pulls the the plug from the sink to let the water go. 

“Wait, you’re not staying?” comes a little voice and she finds herself turning and facing Marco’s 8 year old daughter who looks between the two of them, disappointment clear on her face.

“Erm,” Marco’s girlfriend clears her throat and nervously looks at him before turning back to the little one, “I thought you might want to spend tonight with your dad and brother that’s all. I didn’t want to overstay my welcome.”

“We want you here. You’re part of our family now too. Right dad?”

If it was possible to feel a heart swell with both love and pride for a child, Marco would say he could physically feel his enlarge in this very moment for his child. He’d hoped that they’d like being around her and accept her as someone who he found himself falling in love with but to ask for her to stay on what was always their night together is more than perfect. “Right.” He says after clearing his own throat, unaware how the lump that had wedged itself there had grown so big in such a short space of time. 

“And…” his daughter plays with her fingers as she works out the words she wants to say and shifts nervously from foot to foot as she does so, “if it’s ok with you, we have a gift we’d like to give to you. Me and my brother that is,” she adds for clarification and when Marco turns to look at his girlfriend, she can see from his expression that he had no idea this was coming either. 

The thoughtfulness of such a premeditated gesture catches her off guard. Her eyes well up and her heart beats hard against her ribcage in such a way that she can feel it pounding in her ears. 

“Well,” she swallows hard and tries to laugh off her emotions, catching a stray tear with her thumb that she wasn’t able to blink back. “I guess I’ll have to stay then, if it’s ok with you both? And your brother of course.”

“As long as you like popcorn and hot cocoa.” His daughter asks brightly. “That sounds perfect to me.” 

And for the first time in weeks, if not longer, she feels as though everything is slowly clicking into place.

#Marco Rose one shot #Marco Rose imagine #Marco Rose blurb #Marco Rose drabble #Marco Rose fanfic #Marco Rose fanfiction

[starofhisheart]

MAJOR SPOILERS FOR OFMD S2 EP6-7 under the cut

Ok, that was A LOT. I have so many feelings but no coherence so i'm gonna do this bullet point form but def not in order, just in order of me remembering wtf happened lol

-IZZY AND WEE JOHN IN DRAG!!!!! Wee John looked STUNNING with that Divine-esque appearance and Izzy had that transmasc drag king kind of thing going on (iykyk) that made me love him even more

-Izzy singing LA VI EN ROSE took me tf out!!! i'm glad he got to finish it after the *ahem* distractions bc Con's voice is so beautiful I could listen to it forever. We better get it in the album!!! Also someone posted the lyrics translated and i cannot get over the lyrics:

"It's him for me,/And me for him, for life/He told me, he swore to me, for life"

-But not only was he singing the second half had fucking gentlebeard doing the dirty in the next room asdfghjkl which.....was hot, ngl. The passion was electrifying. I'm sorta glad we didnt rlly see it with everything that happened after bc it all kinda left a bad taste in my mouth.

Also Stede Bonnet canonically gets turned on by violence confirmed

Or trauma. Whatever.

-What else happened in ep 6 cause all i can think of is drag and singing and sex-

-oh yeah there was that shortlived sexually-charged torturer who i distinctly recall him being in another scene in the promo so unless that got the cut perhaps he's not dead...?

-Lupete missing all the action cause they were doing the nasty all night lmao so real

-Jim best wingman (gender neutral)

-Stede...Stedey boy, can I call u that? Now i'm gonna say this nicely, but WHAT THE FUCK DUDE? Stede in his white guy w undue confidence era fr. Zheng Yi Sao was so right for what she did truly

-But in all seriousness i feel like this whole thing in ep 7 was such a parallel to s1 but also a very necessary bit of conflict in their journey together that was bound to happen. THey want different things and neither is wrong or right for that. Stede did react poorly tho but like he just had sex w the love of his life, his first man, and Ed the very next day is like "aight i'm out". I'd be pissed too. After killing someone which we know is a big trigger for him historically.

But Ed also had a valid reaction. He's wanted to retire for a while and stede knows this but it hasn't seemed to have sunk in quite yet. He fears that Stede only sees Blackbeard and...its fair of him to have that impression tbh. These are two messy, traumatized dudes who have never had a real relationship and there's gonna be bumps. I hope we get s3 so we can better explore that like Djenks wants.

-Ok back to the fun stuff:

-Izzy barging in on GB and the docking joke. love his cringefail ass.

-IZZY IS HAPPY FOR ED EVEN IF ITS NOT WITH HIM

#growth

-the edizzy apology which was so typical of them. i expected it but bc i'd been building it up in my head all week w twitter pals it felt a bit anticlimactic but thats not the shows fault. it was very much in character and if they're satisfied so am i. i always have fic for more

-stizzy commiserating over losing ed pls thats all i've ever wanted!!!!!

izzy: "when i told him i loved him he-"

stede, like he's heard this story before: "shot u yes"

and the look they gave each other after!!!!! stizzy nation how we feelin?!

-izzy being like "stede no" when he was on his macho bullshit w zheng yi sao (also motivated by trauma bc he just lost ed, he cant lose MORE family!!!). i just like how protective iz seems of stede now.

-izzy''s "you're good for him" CRYING THROWING UP ETCETERA

-ed catching 1 fish and deciding thats his life now. adhd realness fr

-the swede whew is it hot in here or is that just jackie's effect on her husbands?

-jackie and ed actin like old friends. swede highkey shading ed adfghjkl

-anyway im sure there's more but i need to rewatch. there r things i wont go into bc its possible spoilers for the finale (tho its mostly just speculation some is based on bts not everyone may have seen). i am looking forward to and terrified for the show to end next week thats all i'll say

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd spoilers #ofmd s2 #ofmd s2 spoilers

[godunlap]

wild card— talk about anything you want that you haven’t been asked about

the way you're such a genius for this bc i have the PERFECT topic i've been stewing on for literal weeks !! okay so there's a lot to unpack with cate & indira's relationship which i'm constantly doing but another dynamic that had a big impact on cate after leaving home was professor brink. almost as much as shetty, definitely not in the same way. he made his attempts at pulling cate under his wing once she was brought into the inner - circle of secrecy — but she formed longstanding [negative] opinions of him early on.

( FIRST IMPRESSIONS ) :

⑴ when cate was first introduced to brink, she was reminded what it was like to feel small again. trying to introduce herself, he barked at her to speak up - by the end of that initial meeting he'd coined for her the nickname 'little bird' which he used & she loathed until his death. it was all in the small things with him. the way he'd ruffle her hair or ignore her in a larger group. eventually, every time she saw him coming she found herself wanting to sink into the floor. very much -

[ FURTHER OBSERVATION ] :

⑵ as cate's reflection continued, there was only one aspect of brink that she couldn't shake, & that was the majority of people's reactions to & opinions of him. the innate respect he inspired, how loyalty was almost a given. more than indira even, brink knew how to reel people in. a skill cate knew she needed to give a convincing performance of a halfway normal girl once she arrived at god u. with that understanding, she finally allowed herself to take in his advice & lessons without immediate resistance. she adopted several bad habits of his, ways to give oil - slicked handshakes & spin a daedal web of lies. the dynamic became more so -

he basically encouraged the worst in her, where indira was still trying to teach cate how to 'normally' fit in. while cate eventually found her own balance (often keeping the darker parts of herself locked up tight) these differing approaches to her social training left a complex & self - opposing mess in its wake. cate had learned the ins & outs of contrasting forms of manipulation. with brink, it was the control of fear & respect, garnered by the imposition of his own 'larger-than-life' image of himself. whereas indira knew how to coax people gently, slowly pulling them onto her side until their loyalty was as sure as anyone else's.

( GOD - U ) :

⑶ upon the finality of cate's new persona, brink had slowly discovered the method to her self - reconstruction. how she took the pieces she liked of those around her & threw away the rest. as he sat with it, he came to the conclusion that he was not a fan. from then on he wrote her off as an unworthy student & prospect for the school of crimefighting. while indira & cate decided on her change of major due to health concerns, brink was in the dean's ear the whole time, urging it on.

brink also made a point of fussing over andre, jordan, & luke with a ridiculous amount of enthusiasm whenever she was around, making sure she felt as as invisible as ever, an attempt to convince her of her own irrelevance, like he never gave her the time of day at all. & in his show of omitting, she is thrust further into her need to be acknowledged -

at the point of brink's death, they are still very much in this place, never having found any further common ground. while cate is not overtly happy with his demise, she does note mild relief. more than that, her first thought upon hearing the news, hearing that it was luke, is : ❝ he probably deserved it. ❞ what she doesn't allow herself to acknowledge is that if he deserved it, does it not track that she would as well?

#⁰³ ⁾ ᴺᴼᵀᴱˢ. forced to disconnect. #if u read this... #you earn a lifelong membership 2 cate nation truly #& if you don't read this... #I GET IT #might make a web weaving #about this dyn at some point #cause it slays me #long post /

[potatoesandsunshine]

ok for the benefit of everyone i am putting my ttpd thoughts under the cut bc i had a lot of them. i did listen to the album and i had a fun time writing my opinions as i went! i haven't done any of the extra songs yet but i probably will tomorrow.

overall thoughts: i like this album pretty well! definitely more to my taste than midnights. i'm not instantly in love with it, but i will listen to at least some of the songs a lot and i'll give the whole thing a few more chances to grow on me. kind of a 7/10 for me personally - i'm not sold on songs as vehicles for Lore, i need to think it's a good song to listen to if i'm going to like it. i wanted more differences in tempo or dynamics throughout; at times songs felt a little same-y. anyway, my first impressions song by song!

Fortnight: honestly i just don't love the word fortnight there are too many T's in it. overall 7/10. i like it but i want a tempo change or something.

TTPD: the lyrics... babe. but at least she figured out how to say fuck like a normal person. "Gonna troll you" is also a lot. 5/10 doesn't hugely do it for me, would skip.

MBOBHFT: like this one more. she's doing that thing she does where there are more words crammed into the verse than she needs but the chorus really does it for me. 7.5/10

Down Bad: i like the dreamy vibes. weirdly reminds me of another song? specifically fuck it if i can't have him; my brain is itching. anyway 7/10? WAIT if i can't have you kelly clarkson. (not totally convinced that was it. still can't place it)

So Long, London: wish it had instruments? interesting cadence, reminds me of Lana a little. i wish she didn't use so many modifiers but it's a decent song 7/10

BDILH: y'know i like the message. she's right fuck swifties. we're handshake about this. this one is pretty good! 7.5/10. too long though. has the staying power of like a 4 min song (i think everyone was so extremely weird about this situation and it makes sense that she thinks so too)

FOTS: again i just want less synths. i like the chorus a lot actually. kinda over how she uses American. wait what's happening to this song. solid 7/10

Florida!!!: Florence!!! this one was a guaranteed hit for me. fav so far for sure. 9/10 going on the playlist (the no-skip tswift playlist)

Guilty as Sin?: starting to feel a little samey! not a ton of tempo differences on this album. wild to write a song about wanting this hard. feels kinda honest which is refreshing after midnights. not super my song but i don't hate it. 6.5/10 JESUS COMPARISON??? (this added a point. i feel like people throw out 'unhinged' about her when she's always struck me as an extremely precise planner but this was still a big moment for me. she should do more stuff like this. she should get weirder.)

WAoLOM?: stranger things ass imagery. i like the scream i want more variation in dynamics. pretty good song! i like it as a continuation of anti-hero. 8/10. on the playlist

ICFH(NRIC): we love talking about him and smoke i will be listening to colors. i wish it was faster! but i like it. 8/10

loml: again with the modifiers. nice lyrics in this one imo. kinda sounds like you're losing me. 8/10

ICDIWaBH: very mastermind intro! again w/ the thesaurus problem. thank you. thank you. faster song. 9/10 on the playlist. get a therapist fr girl

TSMWEL: she said you get one fast song. piano!!! honestly i like the way it builds and i like the paranoia. again, feels honest. 7.5/10

The Alchemy: i like it! reminds me of the archer + willow. god she loves a sports metaphor. i will listen to this more. 8.5/10

Clara Bow: kinda feels like an Olivia dig. been very interesting to see the progression of The Lucky One -> here. can't pretend you're not the establishment. 7/10

and just for fun - here it is in the glitter gel pen :P i had fun with this! i'll probably do it for the other tracks too - it was like pretending to be a reaction channel

#taylor swift #ttpd #to my mutuals.......... i contained this for all of YOU #the way i know this is going to make people post vaguely that i 'don't understand Art' or whatever... couldn't care less peace and love #some of these lyrics are good! some are awful! this is almost always the case with her.

[thornfield13713]

6, 13, 15 (I was thinking for Rosie bc she's the bg oc I've seen most about, but feel free to go with someone else if you have more interesting answers for them!)

What companion are you platonically close with?

I have...a lot of trouble not befriending everyone all the time, in this game, but there are a few people Rosie is closer to than others.

The most notable example is Astarion, because they got close enough in this runthrough that I actually got his proposition at the tiefling party, and was planning to accept (with the intention of doing the 'you need a friend more than a lover' break-up later) if Karlach hadn't already made her move in the Underdark. Even without having briefly been lovers first, though, Astarion is probably Rosie's best friend in the party, in the same way that Wyll and Karlach are undeniably each other's. She was good friends with the rest of the party in various ways, but Astarion cemented his place as the closest to her by being the one who understood her situation with Bhaal most. They also shared a very dark sense of gallows humour that was often a bit unsettling for other members of the party.

She's probably second-closest to Wyll, though this doesn't emerge until after he's one of the only members of the group not to be (understandably) furious at her after her role in starting the Absolute plot comes out, despite the fact that, of the group, he's probably the member with the highest moral standards. The fact that they're both fundamentally dreamers who wanted to be like the heroes of the storybooks they grew up with helped a lot - Rosie, like Wyll, constructs a lot of who she is from half-remembered stories. She's doing it differently to him, but there's a certain amount of looking at each other and recognising the same coping mechanisms and the same careful construction of outward identity.

Minsc and Jaheira also very quickly became very close to Rosie indeed, once they joined the group as full-time companions. Those relationships are more familial than anything, given both of them make statements to the effect of 'you're family' over the course of the game, whether it's the 'cub' nickname or Minsc announcing that being Bhaalspawn makes him your uncle. And Rosie, who hasn't had a family since she was forced to murder her foster-family as a young child, likes having that to fall back on.

What are their thoughts on killing? Is it a necessary evil or do they enjoy it?

I mean. Rosie is a Dark Urge, which means that she automatically enjoys killing far more than she is comfortable with. Even early in the game, when she was just under the impression that she had a really bad case of the intrusive thoughts, she was very unsettled by how satisfying she found it to kill things, how much she enjoyed it. Which is a big part of why she did her best to avoid killing wherever she possibly could, lest it feed that part of her. This was...not an ideal strategy, as the Urge only got worse for not being placated, but thankfully for a while there were at least enough legitimate instances of no-other-option-but-violence to keep her mostly on top of her urges without random murder sprees.

That said, even killing in battle had a bit of a tendency to leave her guiltily torn between the part of her that loved every second of it, and the part of her that felt that killing ought to be a necessary evil and enjoying it was a slippery slope to whatever it was that led her to vivisect people in her former life (falling down to the Underdark early and getting her hands on noblestalk was enough to give her a relatively early insight into just how bad her past actually was, even if not the fact that she had greater ambitions than just back-alley serial killing) or kill people she wanted to be friends with in their sleep.

After losing her connection to Bhaal, this changed a bit, and Rosie had to come to terms with the fact that she still enjoyed fighting, she found satisfaction in it, and even the moment of the kill had something exhilarating in it still. She'd sort of been hoping her love of violence was purely Bhaal's influence, and it took a few conversations with Minsc and Karlach and other members of the party who enjoy violence, and whom Rosie feels, justifiably, have better grasps on the whole 'morality' thing than she does, to start getting past that sense of shame she feels about her enjoyment of fighting and killing.

What NPC's do they like? Which ones do they dislike?

I'm not sure her complicated feelings re: Gortash, Orin and Ketheric come under this one, but here's a quickfire of some of the major ones:

Depressingly, Rosie liked Alfira from the moment she first met her, and it was probably this immediate liking that led to Bhaal wanting Alfira dead right off the bat. That and Rosie having offered to help with her songwriting, which the Urge does not like at all. Unfortunately, Rosie being in some denial about how serious her urges are at this point, just assumes it's the same as thinking about Astarion's corpse the moment she meets him and lets Alfira come along with her, and- Well. You know the rest. She liked Alfira's hopefulness in the face of everything, she thought her song was beautiful, and was charmed and delighted by her eagerness to see the world - there was the beginning of a real friendship there, which just made what followed even worse.

She's also got a whole mess of feelings about Zevlor. At first, she admires and appreciates his protectiveness of his people, but then...well, then she finds him at Moonrise Towers after hearing everyone talking about how he broke, and there's a moment of absolute, agonising connection when he talks about how much he wanted to be a paladin again, and his guilt for what he was enthralled into doing. Sadly, that was the last she saw of him until the final battle, but there's something going on with those two and their relationships with their oaths and with the idea of being a paladin in general, and I sort of regret that, if Zevlor is anywhere in act 3 before the endgame, I haven't found him yet.

After they start talking, she and Dame Aylin also end up getting on surprisingly well, and I do slightly regret that there's no chance in-game to talk to her about the 'both children of the gods' thing, because it would be an interesting dynamic. Aylin is a bit more bombastic than Rosie, but she's also- in many ways, the sort of paladin Rosie wanted to be, but never quite lived up to. Which means that Rosie likes her a lot, admires her, but is...also somewhat envious of her.

Despite the above, Isobel is...uncomfortable...for Rosie, in that there's a certain...immediate, instinctive dislike there, exacerbated by the Urge screaming at Rosie to kill her even before Sceleritas turns up to make it an ultimatum. The Urge thing does just make Rosie dig her heels in, but that does just mean that she's quiet and awkward around Isobel, has a lot of trouble not rolling her eyes, and just does her best to avoid her at camp, despite getting on quite well with Aylin. Rosie herself can't even justify her dislike, it just...sort of happened?

Someone she is much firmer in her dislike for, however, is Wulbren Bongle. Yes, I know, if not the least controversial opinion in the game, it's up there. It's just- he has someone who cares about him enough to walk into danger and death for the chance of saving Wulbren. And Wulbren spits on it at every turn, treats the person who has gone to such lengths to rescue him like shit, and Rosie, who has...strong and complicated feelings about how people relate to one another, and about the idea of having people who cared enough to look- She wanted to throw Wulbren out into the shadow curse long before things came to a head, but that is the way it goes.

And then there's Sceleritas Fel, who scares her. Not because she fears him personally - even without her memories, she is quite confident in her ability to deal with him - but for what he means. She's as terrified to learn that she used to murder him on the regular (from the noblestalk thing) as she is by his delivering demands to kill her lover, because every word out of his mouth seems to confirm that she was an even worse person than she thought until he started talking, and she's genuinely terrified of just how deep and dark that pit truly is. All the same, seeing him killed to summon Bhaal hurt, in a way she has trouble explaining even to herself.

There are probably others I'll remember later, and kick myself for not including, but those are the ones that came to mind while I was writing this one.

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #rosie fatrabbit

[lookismaddict]

Hey!! I kind of agree with the Anons, so I came up with these concepts LMAO but I'm like guessing they presumably did every position now in chapter V because gun made her come a few times that she lost count 😪😪😪

OK but like. let me demonstrate to u what I'm pondering!!!****

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"g-gun... like this..?" y/n said as she pushed his tip on her clit gradually and gently. Gun didn't utter anything but just nodded in return, he could feel the warmness of her skin under his hands when she proceeded her hips slightly up. y/n sighed softly while grasping his arm tightly to maintain it there. "you learn very quickly, don't you?" Gun chuckled softly and kissed the hickey from her neck which resulted in her whimpering and arching her back as she felt him deep inside of her.

y/n knew it would be over shortly since she had already felt herself getting wetter and softer than before, so she just wanted it to feel flawless. after everything, she was still learning from him how to do it properly, and he always informed her that she was too naive to even comprehend if she did it right or not.

"May I move...?" she asked shyly and peeked at him for permission. gun snickered again and placed both of his hands on her waist while lifting them slightly and causing his length to slide inside of her slowly. y/n closed her eyes and breathed intensely through her nose as it all felt impressive and seductive. she grabbed a fistful of his hair as she yanked herself closer to him and began moving rapidly.

she was drawing breath very heavily while glancing down as she saw how two of them were connected in their intimate position.

her heart was throbbing loudly against her chest as she thought of how attractive he felt inside of her, she wanted this moment to never end. she tried hard not to come. "calm your heart, darling... I can hear it..." he whispered between kisses on her neck, making her cheek bloom in red. she didn't respond but instead just went back to what she was trying to accomplishng.

y/n bit her bottom lip as she started sensing her orgasm hovering, she examined him with hooded gazes, feeling pleasure coursing through her body quickly like a blaze. she inhaled quietly and clutched onto his shoulders with one hand whilst her other arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. as she rode out her first wave, "that's it... just like that..." gun groaned while looking after her in pure admiration.

OK I NEED TO STOP THIS IM SO DEAD 🙏🙏

AYOOOOO THIS IS REALLY GOOD, OMFG- AGAHSGSLSHSKSHSJSSHSKSHS. IM SCREAMING RN FROM HOW AMAZING THIS IS, WTHHHH. 😫😫❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 ❤️‍🔥 The “calm your heart, darling… I can hear it…” GOT ME LIKE:

IM GIGGLING LIKE AN IDIOT RN BC OF THIS. I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!! 👁🫦👁 TYSM FOR BLESSING US WITH THIS SWEET TREAT. 🍬

#YOU ANONS ARE SO CREATIVE 🌈 #I LOVE EVERYTHING YOU GUYS SEND ME #KEEP EM COMING #lookism #lookismaddict #lookism thoughts #lookism webtoon #anon thoughts #lookismaddictq&a

[nikethestatue]

I’m apologizing in advance because this a long one, but once I get going sometimes I just don’t know how to stop 😅

I’m a new follower of yours and for awhile was just a casual ACOTAR reader. After a recent re-read I decided to jump into the online fandom and *wowzers* was I surprised to discover the massive shipwars happening. Being a casual reader like many, (and not having seen nor even possessing the knowledge of the Azriel bonus chapter) I was always under the impression the next couple to be was Elriel. After seeing all the hullabaloo and noise regarding Gwynriel, I was confused and sought out the BC. Here is what I would like to contribute to the conversation after reading it…

First let me explain what I do for a living and how it applies to my thought process. I produce unscripted television episodes - my official title is Story Producer. I work in post production and am responsible for assembling and tracking the story for my designated episodes. Now, obviously television and books are wildly different mediums, however, the art of storytelling is universal and as a professional storyteller I’m banking all my chips on Elriel. Their ship has been seeded many times throughout the earlier books and I do not believe that the addition of the Gwyn character is going to change that rather than merely shake things up. I see a lot of Gwynriel supporters screaming why would SJM even have the interaction with Gwyn and Az if it wasn’t important… I think the answer to that is simple - It’s classic misdirection. Even though it’s a chapter that clearly not everyone is even aware of and takes place middle of the book’s timeline, I believe it’s ultimately meant to be treated as a cliffhanger. And what storytelling device is often used in cliffhangers??… misdirection. A tactic we employ often in the shows I work on. Even the wording surrounding the dancing shadows and the glowing necklace image seems very deliberately misleading and can be interpreted in multiple ways - which we have already seen from all of the ship camps (I myself am a supporter of the Gwyn lightsinger theory).

Given the types of meetings I experience at my job discussing character arcs, relationships, likability, audience perception, etc., I think it’s possible that similar conversations happened with SJM and her editing/publishing teams regarding Elain’s book. (Yes! I, too, believe her book is next!!!) And based on what I’ve seen to be a large portion of the fandom’s negative and grossly misogynistic attitude towards Elain, it’s possible they felt the need to drum up more interest for sales. Personally, I don’t think you need more interest than having Rhys outright command Az to stay away. I know what non-Elriels are squawking about enemies to lovers reigning supreme or whatever, but to me a forbidden romance (along with a broken or rejected mate bond) sounds soooo deliciously refreshing… but maybe the publishers were worried it might not have been enough to convince Elain nay-sayers to tune in next time, cue the Gwyn/Az cliffhanger.

I am by no means stating that everyone should listen to me because my profession dictates that I am 100% right in this (I’m just a storyteller of a different kind waiting on pins and needles for Sep 8th just like everyone else!!). I’m merely chiming in on the discussion from my perspective. And despite some very vocal Gwynriels deeming Elriel a “sinking ship”, I truly don’t believe SJM seeded said ship for three books only to change her mind before it even comes to fruition. That would be some very strange and bad storytelling. And no - Tamlin, Chaol, etc. isn’t the same thing. Those weren’t just multiple books of only build up, so that is a useless argument. And I definitely don’t believe she set up Azriel to “only want sex from Elain” after all this time. That obviously wouldn’t make him very likable and I highly doubt that is the goal for one of her beloved batboy creations, especially after making us wait all these years for insight into his character.

I have several other thoughts about the delusion of Elucians and Elain “not looking good in black” theories, but I’ll stop here haha. Sorry for rattling your ear off 😂 I’m just such a fan of your blog and wanted to share my two cents while we all eagerly await the *hopefully* upcoming news!!!

No, rant away, because this is actually perfect!

Because that's what we've been saying for years! It IS misdirection and somewhat of a lame attempt at an additional conflict and a cliffhanger.

Because if SJM wants to make this book spicier in terms of 'choice' it's nice to have people wonder, since a choice between just between 3 people isnt always all that interesting. But if there is another figure seemingly in the mix, it would seem like something else is going on.

It's kind of like Rhys expressing shock in ACOTAR and just disappearing. I don't think this is at the same level obviously, but it also makes people pause and wonder.

And no, she will not have an unresolved romance which she'd been building up for years just not happen. That's ridiculous.

it's the same thing as with Elrocan in TOG. They were built up over a course of many books. They were the background love affair, and they didn't consummate until the final book. Now imagine, when suddenly.........nothing happened. Elide met someone else and walked away from Lorcan. How would people feel about that?