#but they're so fucking stupid when it comes to romance oh my god

[nerevarswritingstuff]

macaque teaching nibby how to fight???

MAN it would be such a SHAME if one of them (the emo one) started to view the other (the cool emo one) in a ROMANTIC FASHION

Oh wow it'd be SUUUUCH a shame if it one of them (the dumb one) started to just feel FEELINGS for the other (the dumber one)

Such a shame indeed //sage nod

#not writing #tiaf asks #who's the dumb one and who's the dumber one? #well let's just say #it's nibby #nibby is the dumber one #y'all will find out how and why later #but they're so fucking stupid when it comes to romance oh my god

[ghost-qwq]

Butch DeLoria Headcanons because i'm SOOO normal about him ( + some Lone things)

HE'S A MUSIC GUY 100%

like.. he sings, and it's shockingly GOOD.

He would kill someone to learn how to play the guitar

MAYBE I'm projecting but I feel like he's got ADHD

This seems pretty agreed upon (that I've seen at least) but he's so bisexual...

he was 100% homophobic as a kid... bro was so shocked when he realized he liked men AND women 😭

He just thinks very lowly of himself,, that's why he acts like... that

There is no doubt in my mind that if Lone were ever to hit on him he'd be so shocked for a good few minutes

He's try to play it off like he's not but he's SO caught off guard

"Y... You what? Pfft, yeah, course you do! I'm the fuckin best!"

He's left handed, this is fact to me

I think it's a given that he'd like rockabilly but I think he's got a soft spot for cheesy romantic music

he'd rather die than admit that to anybody though

He absolutely lost his shit when Lone was abducted by aliens

It was a mix of "HOLY SHIT ALIENS ARE REAL???? THAT'S SO FUCKING COOL HAHA" and "Did. Did Lone just. oh my god what if they never come back holy shit wait no oh my god"

He's also like... so clingy? romanced or not, once you're in the wasteland with him he will not leave your side

mostly because he's scared you'll die or something,, or that HE'LL die

He's not like... gonna hold onto you or anything because that's "not manly"

but he'd follow you around like a lost puppy

If Lone ever had a breakdown I think he would be the WORST person to be there

kind of guy to yell when he get's stressed out...

so he just kinda ends up yelling at someone who's having a breakdown... which doesn't help so he gets more stressed 😭😭

that or he just sounds angry because he's confused and doesn't understand WHY they're freaking out

"Can you just calm down? Seriously, dude, the fuck is wrong with you???"

He's trying his best to help but oh my goddd he's so stupid

#fallout #fallout 3 #butch deloria #fallout headcanons #butch deloria x lone wanderer #guys can we tell who my favorite fallout 3 character is? /j #I have so many more headcanons... one day i'll share all of them... sigh. #Origin rambles

[training4theapocalypse]

Finders Keepers Ch 7. (Cormac McLaggen x fem!reader)

Rating: Explicit 18+

Word Count: 6.1k

Warnings: SMUT, Romance 🥹, Finger fucking, PIV, Unprotected sex

Summary: It's Valentine's Day and Cormac knows a secluded spot.

A/N: 800 words of plot, 5.3k words of smut. Can someone please help me budget? I can't feed my family. PS I was updating weekly when a chapter was 2k but they're getting longer and longer so it will be more like every 2 weeks.

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Tag list: @pretendfan, @countlambula, @ratsys, @aweidlich, @navs-bhat, @stainedpomegranatelips, @chiaraanatra

Chapter 7: Fine

“Did you see who the Ravenclaw Captain is going out with?”

“Does McLaggen know she’s a lesbian?”

When you returned from the holidays, murmurs surrounded you and McLaggen when you walked down the corridor with his arm around your shoulder. Even tonight as you and the other last few remaining students are ordered out of the library by Madam Pince, a few of them give you both a backwards look as you leave.

“Does it bother you?” you ask, as he scowls at a couple of fifth-year boys.

“Nah,” he says unconvincingly. “I’m more annoyed that it’s interrupting the only time we have together.”

The second part, at least, is true. Between McLaggen’s detentions with Snape every Saturday, Ravenclaw Quidditch practice and the ever-increasing demands of your N.E.W.Ts, the two of you had hardly spent any time together - never mind time alone. Potions was the only class you shared and it required so much concentration these days that it was hardly conducive to intimate conversation.

The two of you lag behind the other students, trying to take as much time as possible to return to your respective dormitories. 

“They’re probably wondering what you’re doing with me,” you scoff.

He stops in his tracks, adjusting both yours and his book bags on his shoulder. “What makes you say that?”

“Don’t be daft McLaggen, you’re you. Ridiculously good looking, well-connected…”

“You’re mental. Genuinely bonkers.”

“I’m not sure if you noticed but I was hardly fighting off suitors before we started going out.”

He puts a hand on each of your shoulders and looks into your eyes. “Listen, you are so fit. I think that was more to do with…” He hesitates.

“My personality?” You suggest with a grin.

“I was going to say your reputation but sure, let’s go with that,” he laughs. “And I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but it’s all lads who have been staring at us. I mean, the first thing Eddie Carmichael did after he saw us together was ask me how I’d managed it.”

“Yeah, right.” 

“He did, I swear! I think you’ve annoyed a lot of blokes here by being secretly bisexual.”

“It wasn’t a secret! I-”

“God, you’re so easy to wind up.” He brings his free arm around your shoulder again and you continue walking towards the entrance hall. 

“I’m not used to it. Nobody’s usually brave or stupid enough to try. Except you, obviously.” You slow down as you make your way across the courtyard towards the entrance hall where you’ll need to bid each other goodnight. “Speaking of stupidity, when’s your last detention with Snape?”

“This Saturday. Just as well because it means I’m free on Valentine’s Day. You thinking what I’m thinking?”

“Yeah, good shout - the pitch will probably be free.”

“I was actually thinking we could do something together that wasn’t Quidditch practice.”

Oh.

“What kind of thing do you have in mind?”

“Well,” he takes a deep breath as you reach the marble staircase. “We could go to Madam Puddifoots? Get coffee? And dusted in confetti, probably.”

You come to a halt, thinking about Cho’s previous experience there with Harry Potter. “I can’t think of anything worse.”

“Oh, thank god.” He grins. “Me neither.”

“Now you mention it, I wouldn’t mind being alone… just the two of us,” you say, taking a step towards him and looking up at his face. “What about that room on the seventh floor you guys used for the D.A. last year?”

“Pfft, yeah right,” he laughs. “Carmichael said he had to duel about twelve other blokes for the Room of Requirement last Valentine’s Day. Too many people know about it now.”

“Scared you’ll lose?” You ask, thinking that that would be something you’d enjoy watching very much.

“Carmichael managed to get the room last year but spent the entire night with his legs stuck in the jelly legs jinx. Not worth it.” You both crack up laughing.

“I meant to ask,” you say, thinking about Marietta. “Does he have a date this Valentine’s Day?”

“Carmichael? I’m not sure, why?” He gives you a confused look.

“Could you maybe hint to him that Marietta might be interested in going out with him?”

“Eddie and Marietta? I dunno…”

“Why not?”

“I mean, she’s a bit of a…” He hesitates. “She’s sort of a goody-two-shoes, right?”

“So? Eddie’s Head Boy.” You bristle, ready to defend her.

“Yeah because he’s clever but he’s still a bit of a geezer. I suppose Dumbledore doesn’t know he runs a black market. He made a mint last year selling Baruffio's Brain Elixir to fifth years doing their O.W.Ls.”

This is news to you. Carmichael’s obviously good at keeping his illicit activities quiet. “Well, maybe she likes a bit of edge.”

“Alright, alright. I’ll tell him to ask her out. Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“Not as a double date or anything,” you add quickly. “I spend enough time with her as it is.”

“Yeah, I’m not keen on being around Carmichael working his magic either.” He screws up his face in distaste. “The two of us could always just go to the Three Broomsticks?”

“Eh, too crowded. What about the Quidditch stands again?”

“No way. It’s far too high and exposed for what I’d like to do to you.” He moves his arm down your back and squeezes your bum.

“Cormac,” you tut, pretending to look scandalised but he just responds by tilting your chin up to kiss him. Standing on your tiptoes to meet his lips, you grab his shirt, pulling your body in as close as you can to his.

There’s a hiss behind you and you pull apart to see Mrs Norris, the caretaker’s scruffy old cat giving you a reproachful look. That could only mean that Filch wasn’t far behind. 

You kneel to try and scratch her head but she hisses again and bats your hand away before running in the opposite direction.

“I’ll think of something,” says McLaggen, returning your book bag. “Something good.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A couple of weeks later you stand at the edge of the Quidditch pitch with your broom at your side, as per McLaggen’s instructions. The winter sun is low over the loch in the distance. His last detention should be finished by now. 

You soon see his broad figure walking down the path towards the pitch - his broom in one hand and his book bag in the other, looking like it’s ready to burst at the seams. You pull your scarf around you tightly against the cold evening air.

“Oi oi,” he grins, you hear the bag clinking with what you hope is a bottle of Firewhisky as he gets closer. “You ready?”

“What am I meant to be ready for?”

“A secluded night alone with your favourite git.”

“Inside I hope?” You ask, shivering.

“Nope.” He mounts his broom and kicks off into the air. “Are you coming or what?”

You twist your mouth into a reluctant smile and kick off from the ground

He grins over his shoulder and accelerates towards the loch. Where is he taking you? 

You soon catch up with him as he flies low over the water. Just as he turns to see if you’re close yet, you dip your hand in the water and speed past, splashing him with freezing water as you whizz by.

“Oh, you cheeky…” His voice trails off as you get further away, laughing into the wind whipping at your face. He catches up with you again and cuts in front of you, forcing you to stop abruptly. “Wrong way. Follow me.”

You behave yourself this time and follow him as he flies towards a tiny island in the middle of the giant loch. He descends onto the pebble beach and dismounts when he’s onshore and you do the same.

“Here?”

“A bit further back, away from the lake.”

“Loch.”

“Hm?” He takes your broomstick to carry it for you.

“We’re in Scotland so it’s a loch, not - ah, never mind.” 

You hold your tongue - the name of the body of water wasn’t the issue you saw here. Firstly, it was freezing cold tonight and secondly, you could make out the castle from the island. Anyone looking out a window would see any fire you lit to keep yourself warm, potentially drawing the attention of the teachers.

You reach a grassy verge at the edge of the stony beach and McLaggen conjures a blanket from thin air which spreads itself out on the ground. He gestures for you to sit down before walking around the perimeter in a circle muttering spells.

“Shield charm, disillusionment charm,” he says in answer to your silent question. “And a few more to make sure nobody can see us from the castle or sneak up on us unexpectedly.”

You tilt your head. “You’re good at all this defensive stuff.”

“Don’t sound so surprised. I’m doing the N.E.W.T. in Defence Against the Dark Arts, remember?”

“Rather you than me,” you say, watching as he turns his attention to his book bag and extracts not a bottle of Firewhisky but a large jam jar, inside which he conjures a blue flame. He puts the jar at the edge of the blanket and you feel instantly warmer. 

Joining you on the blanket he laughs at your stunned expression. “Not bad, eh?”

Not bad? 

The sun sets on the horizon, casting a red glow over the island. Birds chirp their final songs of the evening and the gentle lapping of the water on the stony beach combined with the surprisingly intense heat from McLaggen’s Bluebell Flame Charm make you feel like you’re somewhere much milder than rural Scotland on a February evening.

“Cormac, this is…” You search for the word. You’d never expected him to be romantic. Thoughtful. It’s entirely out of your realm of experience. You swallow. “It’s good.” You go to kiss him but stop in your tracks when you feel his wet jumper. “Oh, sorry.” You say and quickly cast a hot air charm, drying off his clothes that you soaked earlier.

“Thanks,” he grins. 

You look out at the castle across the water. “So… nobody can see us from up there?” He shakes his head. “You’ve really thought of everything,”

“Ah, it’s not even the best bit.” He rummages in his bag again and pulls out two bottles of butterbeer and a bag of Honeydukes cinnamon-flavoured marshmallows. 

“I love a toasted marshmallow. Good thinking.”

“They’re not toasted. Just normal.”

“Don’t tell me toasted marshmallows are a muggle invention,” you say in disbelief. “Watch this.” You pull two marshmallows out and levitate them over the large flame in the jar, spinning them so they crisp evenly. You draw them back to you. “Wait a minute, they’ll be molten hot.”

When they’re cool enough to touch, you pull one from the air and feed it to him. 

“Mhm…” he says, eyes rolling to the sky. “I can’t believe I’ve been eating marshmallows cold my whole life.”

You laugh and eat yours. 

You both chat for a while as the sun continues to set, toasting marshmallows, talking about Quidditch, speculating how Marietta and Eddie’s date went and of course the upcoming exams.

“So you never fancied doing Defense as an N.E.W.T.?” he asks.

“I couldn’t. It was my only A at O.W.L. The rest were - “

“O’s and E’s, obviously, seeing as you’re a know-it-all” he smirks. “Is that why you didn’t join the D.A. last year then?”

“To be honest, I only considered it in the first place because Cho fancied Potter and didn’t want to go alone. But then Marietta agreed to go with her. I guess I just don’t like fighting.”

He puts down his butterbeer. “Look, don’t take this the wrong way but…”

“I know, I know. I’m probably the most aggressive person here. But when it comes to curses or duelling, I just… freeze up.” You look at him seriously and take a deep breath - you’ve never told anyone this before. “And then with Cedric being murdered… It all just messed with my head. I mean he was great at Defence and it never helped him. That was all I could think about during my exam.”

McLaggen nods. “I never really knew Cedric but I heard he was a decent guy.”

“He was. And he was a really good boyfriend to Cho, y’know? Like he was never really afraid to be…” You lean back on your elbows looking at the scene in front of you, trying to find the right words. “He was good with stuff like this. The romantic stuff. I like that you’re not afraid of that either.”

He joins you, leaning back casually. “It’s easy when it’s with you, I guess.”

“You know, you’re nothing like I thought you’d be.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well, in the spirit of not taking things the wrong way, I’m not the only one with a reputation.”

“Yeah? Go on, what do they say about me then?”

“Full of yourself, kind of a pig, talks about his dad’s connections all the time…” you rhyme off, counting on your fingers.

“You say all those things too,” he smirks.

“Well, maybe you are what they say.” You turn on your side to face him, propped up on your elbow. “Maybe I’m just surprised that I like it.”

“I’ll take that.” His thumb brushes your lip as he cups your chin to tilt your head up. “Whatever makes you moan my name again.”

“Pig,” you whisper, lips barely touching his as you both smile. You don’t really believe it- he’s kind of a sweetheart even if he finds himself funnier than he actually is. You kiss him and his hand brushes your inner thigh just below your skirt.

Fuck, those hands. You love how small they make you feel. His fingers trace their way up and under your skirt. 

“These feel nice,” he murmurs, toying with the lacy hem.

“Oh god, promise you won’t laugh when you see them - I don’t know what I was thinking.” He pulls back and raises an eyebrow. “I didn’t want to get you a gift, I’m not romantic like that but Marietta and Cho suggested… Ugh, I’ll just show you. Don’t laugh.”

You slip off your skirt and pull your jumper off over your head. When you disentangle yourself, you see McLaggen staring at you open-mouthed at your dark red lacy lingerie in the dim firelight.

“You’ve got to be kidding me…”

You throw yourself back on the blanket and cover your face with your hands, feeling intensely embarrassed. “Stop! I changed my mind about ten times.” You tell him between your fingers. “The girls convinced me to go through with it in the end.”

“I might have to send Cho and Marietta my thanks because… fuck.” He moves your hands and brushes your hair from your face. “You are so, unbelievably hot.” 

“Well, you’ve got a lot to thank them for,” you whisper, looking up at him leaning over you. The familiar expensive scent of him intoxicates you, the heady amber and jasmine lighting up your synapses. “They were the ones who told me how to… like what to do with - I mean when we were in the Leaky Cauldron.”

He pauses. “Damn. Then I’ll definitely have to give them my undying gratitude.”

You give him a mischievous smile, feeling goosebumps on your skin as his fingers leave your face to trace up and down your arm. It might be warmer thanks to the blue flames but you’re significantly chillier in your new state of undress.

McLaggen seems to notice. “As much as I’m enjoying seeing you like this, do you want my jumper?”

It’s sweet of him but you shake your head. “Just your body heat.”

“I can manage that.” He shuffles closer to you but impatient for him to understand your meaning, you quickly pull him on top of your body, feeling his warm weight on you. “Fuck…”

He inhales deeply into the crook of your neck and you close your eyes, tilting your head to the side, allowing him to kiss the bare skin of your neck. With satisfaction, you feel his hard cock pressing against you from under his jeans when his hips slot perfectly into the opening of your legs.

“Cormac?”

“Hm?” He asks your neck, his lips sucking the sensitive skin just under your ear.

“I like this.”

He stops his kissing to look down at you. “I mean, let me get started first before you give me such unusually high praise.”

“I’m serious. I mean tonight. All of this.”

“I am too. It’s nice to hear you say something nice about me for a change.”

“Take your top off or I’ll run out of nice things to say,” you tell him, tugging at the bottom of his jumper.

“There she is,” he says grinning before kneeling between your legs to pull off his sweatshirt, exposing his bare chest. 

“Shit…” you say, looking up at his muscular figure in front of you, every contour of his body illuminated by the blue firelight. 

“You’re welcome.”

He really is unbearably full of himself. 

But with good reason. 

Your skin prickles again with the absence of his warm body against you but you’re less certain it has to do with the cold, considering the heat emanating between your legs.

“Shut up and come back here.” You pull at his waistband, urging him to return to you.

McLaggen closes in on you, resting his arms on either side of your head. His warm skin feels divine against you, even better than his soft jumper. “I don’t think so… I know you like hearing me talk.” 

And for some reason his high opinion of himself makes your pussy ache. This is a man who has never been told he’s bad at anything. And it’s beyond irritating that he’s correct on this occasion. He knows exactly how to turn you on - how to make you weak for him. And what’s worse is that he knows he knows it.

“I’d like it more if you stopped talking and kissed me,” you say, succumbing to the urge to put him in his place. But it spurs him on even more.

“Too much for you to handle?”

Before you can argue back, his mouth meets yours. His tongue enters your mouth and you taste the sticky sweetness of butterbeer and toasted marshmallows. The kiss is slow - different to the last two times he’s kissed you like this - you’ve got all the time in the world on this little island. No rush to explore each others’ bodies with fervent urgency. The only ticking clock is your own arousal, incredibly eager for him to hurry up.

Your legs draw around him again as you wriggle against the bulge pressing against you, silently begging for his attention below your waist. But instead, he massages his tongue over yours, making you whine softly, surrendering your pride. He deepens the kiss, holding onto your jaw and you thread your fingers through his hair.

McLaggen’s hand slides down your body, groping your breast through your bra on the way down. He stops at the crux of your inner thigh, touching the hem of your underwear again.

“Is this okay?” His tone is sincere for a change.

You blink up at him. “Yes,” you breathe.

He moves your underwear over and slips a single finger inside you. Your breath hitches in your throat as your walls clench around the new intrusion - you’ve never been with anyone with fingers so large. Your arousal coats his fingers - it sounds so obscenely wet and sticky that your cheeks burn.

McLaggen watches closely for your reaction. He’s being so gentle with you that it makes you want to roll your eyes. What you want is for him to pin you down and take you here on the blanket. You can handle it.

“I’m fine, McLaggen.” You rock your hips in encouragement, trying to prove just how completely and totally fine you are. 

“Oh, so it’s McLaggen again, is it? I must be doing something wrong.” He grins. “But you’re so wet for me…” he says pushing his fingers in and up. You gasp at the sudden sensation of him hitting that spot. “So something must feel nice.”

You grab hold of his face and kiss him fiercely, sucking his lower lip and grinding against his palm, trying to instil a sense of urgency in him. Maybe you can goad him into fucking you.

“Aww, my poor baby’s impatient.”

Your thighs squeeze together in response to his teasing.

“Don’t-” You cut yourself off. You almost told him to stop calling you baby. But that would be cutting your nose off to spite your face because you, really, really like it.

“Don’t what?” His finger taps against your G-spot, making you squirm under him. 

“Fuck, nothing. Never mind,” you huff.

“This is so sweet,” he says as he pushes his palm against you, rubbing against your clit. 

You sputter. “I - what’s sweet?”

“Trying to get me to hurry up by pretending you’re annoyed with me.” He removes his finger and for a second you’re about to complain, that is until he brings two fingers to his mouth and sucks them, slowly, purposefully tasting you before running them along your folds. “You’re not gonna provoke me into anything. I’ve got you to myself for the first time in weeks. I’ll do this all night.”

Oh, shit.

He slides his two digits out and back into your pussy and you arch your back at the new stretch. You squeeze your muscles, feeling every ridge of his long fingers inside you. You feel your climax blossoming inside you already and you untense your thighs, trying to stop your orgasm in its tracks but that just allows him to press his fingers deeper.

“Fuck - wait, Cormac. I don’t want to cum like this. I want you to - ah, fuck,” you pant and he halts his movement, keeping his fingers still inside you.

“There’s no way you’re only cumming once tonight.”

“Pr - promise?” You choke, desperate for him to start moving again.

“I promise.” The heel of his hand feels perfect against you as he curls his fingers. You grip the blanket. “C’mon, be a good girl. Stop fighting and cum for me.”

You hate that you love that.

You lift your hips as much as you can, leaning into his hand pressed between your bodies, feeling the precision with which he’s attacking his target. Everything pulls up in your lower half, burning and aching, teetering on a knife’s edge. 

“Mhmh.” You bite your lip, trying not to cry out into the silent night air in response to his relentless finger fucking.

“There we go, thaaat’s it,” he says and the way his voice is dripping in smug self-satisfaction sends you over the brink. Bliss floods your body, spreading through to your every extremity by the incessant pressing of his fingers into your core. 

And it’s like you’re flying through the air - not on a broom like before. Like you’re hurtling towards your own end, plummeting at breakneck speed into your orgasm.

You gasp for air as the last wave of ecstasy crashes over you and Cormac slowly draws his fingers from you, grazing your swollen clit.

“Still ‘fine’?” he teases.

“Yeah… I’m fuck. Yeah, I am… I’m fine.”

“Good.” Cormac trails kisses down your chest all the way to your lower abdomen but you interrupt him.

“Wait -” He lifts his eyes up at the interruption, lips still touching your stomach. “- Aren’t we going to have sex?”

“What, right now?”

“Uh, yeah?”

“Are you sure you’re ready? I know it’s a big next step.”

“Oh. Aren’t you?”

“God, yes.”

“C’mon then, don’t make me beg.”

He pushes himself to rest back on his knees and bites his lip, looking at your pink cheeks and the way your chest rises and falls as you try to bring your heart rate back to normal. “Yeah, go on then, beg a little bit.”

Your stomach twists - you were being facetious. Your instinct is to spit a scathing retort back. But shit, you want him.

“Cormac, be serious.”

“Yeah, say my name too. I know you’re turned on when you say it like that.” He undoes his belt buckle with one hand and pulls his cock out. 

God, it’s everything you remember and more. 

Cormac takes himself in his hand and slowly jerks his length up and down. “If you want it, use your words.”

You’re not used to anyone telling you what to do like this. That was your job - always. In the bedroom, on the Quidditch pitch - you’ve always had to be in control. 

You blink up at him with wide eyes as he kneels between your open legs, stroking his cock. 

Dimples appear at the corners of his mouth as an infuriatingly brazen smile crosses his face and he pulls off your underwear. 

“So pretty and wet for me, baby,” he says, drawing two fingers along your soaking wet slit, the rough pads of his fingers pausing at your still sensitive clit.

“I thought you were going to fuck me,” you pout, although the feeling of his fingers dipping between your folds sends pleasant tingles down your spine.

“Beg,” he whispers, withdrawing his hand to coat his cock with your juices. There’s total silence apart from the crackling of the blue fire and the wet, slick sound his hand is making as he uses your wetness to pump his fist up and down.

You stare at each other, both daring the other to crack first. Fuck, why is he drawing this out? 

“If you don’t want it, I’ll do it myself,” you bite, unhooking your bra and tossing it aside. You can make him beg too. You lie on the blanket and run your hands down your body, your right hand finding your clit.

He releases the grip on his cock and leans over you again, for a second you think you’ve got him exactly where you want him and that he’s finally going to fuck you but instead, he flicks his tongue across your hard nipple. 

“Fuck… Cormac,” you whine, and your hand works quicker between your bodies. You can feel his erection pressed against your inner thigh as heat envelopes your nipple and he sucks gently on the pebbled nub of skin.

Everything below your abdomen is hot, sticky and swollen. Your fingers work in rapid circles as your writhe under him, your chest heaving under his mouth. He lifts his head, exposing your nipple to the cool night air again and you gasp.

His lashes dip from your face to your hand moving shamelessly between your bodies.

“You’re so beautiful. I could watch you do this forever. Guess I’ll have to…”

You swear at him, feeling your orgasm rear its head again. There’s no turning back now. You pant, trying to squeeze your legs together but they meet his hips, preventing you from making the tension you need.

Without warning he grabs your wrists and roughly pins them on either side of your head. Your pussy twitches, furious at the sudden absence of friction.

“Fuck, I was about to -”

He pushes his hips on top of yours, rubbing the underside of his cock on your now throbbing clit. The pressure is much too light. You try and push up against him to get relief but he moves his hips back in retaliation, not allowing you to grind against him. 

“You’re… you’re a nightmare,” you breathe, helplessly, your orgasm still glimmering just under the surface.

“You’re a dream.” And there it is again, that stupid, arrogant look on his beautiful face. He’s so… fucking hot like this. You want to hit him but your wrists are still pinned. You briefly consider headbutting him. “Come on, baby. You can say it. You can ask nicely.”

Fuck.

Your hips meet the blanket again as you squirm. It’s wet. Soaked in your arousal. His mouth returns to your chest, paying attention to your other nipple. This change of tactic means he moves his body again and the only relief you had on your clit disappears completely as he adjusts his position.

“No! Fuck.” You try to bring him back to you, struggling against his grip but ou’re no match for his strength.

Cormac pauses, raising an eyebrow expectantly.

“Cormac, please, fuck me,” you whimper.

“That’s more like it -“

“I - I need you. Like, now,” you interrupt.

He laughs and kisses your forehead. “Was that so hard?”

Cormac releases your wrist, grabs his cock and holds it against your entrance, his head resting between your folds.

Holy shit.

He brings his mouth to your ear. “I’ll be gentle.” He sucks your earlobe softly.

“I’m fine.”

You don’t want him to treat you like some delicate thing he’s scared to break just because it’s your first time with a man - scared to fuck you the way you know he wants to.

“So you keep saying. But I’ll be gentle anyway.”

And he lowers his hips towards yours. 

You are not fine. But not in the way he means. You’re sober but your thoughts are clouded by an undeniable thirst for him. Right now all that matters is Cormac, his body, his cock pushing slowly into you. 

If you thought his fingers felt big, it’s nothing compared to this. There’s no pain - you’re so fucking wet you feel him slip inside you with relative ease - there’s only pressure, beautiful and all-consuming as his cock fills you up.

“Shit, Cormac…” You bring your free hand up to his shoulder and grip onto it for dear life, your nails digging into his back.

“Are you-?”

“Fine - yes, Cormac. Fuck, yesyesyes,” you groan, squeezing your eyes shut.

Cormac releases your other wrist as he finally bottoms out so you can wrap your arms around him, feeling the muscles in his back flexing as he holds himself up. You open your eyes when you hear him groan.

His face is frowning in concentration. And you realise, he’s not as cool and cocky as he was pretending to be. He’s trying - really hard - not to lose control the moment he’s buried inside of you.

“Cormac?”

“You feel so good, baby... fuck.”

He drags his cock back out of you and you feel every inch before he slides it back in again, the base of him grinding dangerously against your clit.

“Are- are you close?”

He grits his teeth. “I’m fine.”

He’s not fine either. You realise he’s not going slowly for your benefit at all - if he picks up pace he’s going to succumb to his end. And so, he continues his torturous crusade of rolling his hips into you slowly, pushing sweetly into that spot in your centre that makes your breath catch in your throat.

It’s harrowing. Nothing like you imagined all those nights in your four-poster bed, curtains drawn as you fantasised about his cock, mercilessly fucking you hard, fast and quick. This is measured. Determined. Slowly breaking you down thrust by thrust.

His hands slip behind your shoulder blades as he pulls you close, pressing your face into his muscular neck. He’s all-consuming. You’re drowning in the dark, spicy scent of him as if you’ve plunged yourself headfirst into a cauldron full of Amortentia. You can’t take full gulps of air without choking on his pheromones. Although you’re not sure you ever want to breathe fresh air again.

He’s perfect. You firmly push back against the words floating on the surface of your mind - the urge to choke out between moans of pleasure that you’re maddeningly, irredeemably in love with him. Fuck.

You’re surprised to feel tears swimming in your eyes- you’re not sure if it’s from the intimate closeness of the way he holds you tightly or from the sensation of his cock filling you up, throbbing and sliding in and out of your soaking wet pussy. 

Everything lifts and tightens up inside you again when you hear him groan, hot breath tickling your neck. You whisper his name right into his ear and he jerks his hips up unexpectedly in response. Then the next thrust is so deliciously deep it makes you squeeze your eyes shut and all you can see is the dancing blue flame behind your eyelids.

“Fuck… there,” your moan is stifled by the way your mouth is pressed against his shoulder, tasting the salty sweat on his skin.

Cormac’s low exhale is like grit. His back muscles tense when hears your plea but he keeps going, hitting the exact same perfect angle. Euphoria floods through your veins as you hit the point of no return.

“Cormac,” you pant as your pussy clamps down around him involuntarily. “I’m gonna-”

“Thank god,” he lifts his head from the crook of your neck. “I don’t know how much longer I can hold out - oh fuck.” His expression changes when he sees your face - flushed, lips parted and your eyebrows knitted together. He curses helplessly and can’t help himself when he feels you tighten around him like a vice.

He fucks you through your orgasm, forcing noises from you you’ve never made before - something between a sob and his name is ripped from your throat. The blue flame in the jar is barely an ember compared to the wildfire running wild through your body.

It reminds him distinctly of those beautiful expressions you made on the Quidditch pitch last year when you were watching your team lose and he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. “Fuck, that’s it, baby…” He sucks through his teeth. “Such pretty faces for me.”

The aftershock makes your muscles twitch around his cock, giving him silent permission to finally lose all self-control as he gazes into your out-of-focus eyes. You feel his cock pulsing as his release paints your insides and with a final, shuddering gasp he slumps on top of you, his heart beating furiously against your chest.

You both lie there for several moments. You feel like you’re glowing. Maybe you are - he certainly is. You trace your fingers on his back, watching as the light of the blue flame glistens on his sweat-soaked shoulder. You could fall asleep with him on top of you like this - you don’t even want to think about returning to the castle even though you know you have to.

“Sorry, I’ll stop crushing you,” exhales Cormac eventually, sliding his leaking cock out of you and heaving himself over onto his back. The absence of his body makes you realise how warm and comfortable his dead weight was. 

“I didn’t mind. Hope the offer for your jumper still stands though.” You sit up and pull it over your head, and the smell of his aftershave on the cosy wool makes your skin tingle as it envelopes you.

“Looks better on you than me anyway.”

You draw your knees to your chest, looking out across the water. The sun has set and the only light comes from the small jar and the torchlit castle in the distance.

“Filch will have locked the front doors by now,” you think out loud.

“Fly to the astronomy tower, disillusionment charm to get us back to the common rooms - easy.”

“If I end up getting a detention and have to miss Quidditch practice I’ll kill you.”

“Yeah, I bet.”

“You’re uncharacteristically stoic, Cormac.” You turn to look at him, lying with his hands behind his head. You tenderly run your fingers through his hair, pushing it back. “What’s going on in that pretty little head?” You smile at him fondly.

“I’m all good.”

Oh. Your stomach drops. Was it bad for him? “Should I be worried?”

“No, I just -  I need to wait for the blood to return to my brain,” he says, staring up at the clear night sky.

“If you’re sure…”

“Otherwise I’d blurt out something very stupid. Like I was falling for you.”

“Well… I guess that would make us both idiots,” you sigh and grab the leftover marshmallows. He watches as you levitate a couple of them over the fire. 

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” you smile and carefully send one of the marshmallows to hover above his face. “At least you didn’t blab it out when you were inside me like I almost did.”

“It was that good, eh?” He gives you a cocky smile before biting the marshmallow in mid-air. He regrets this immediately. “Ah- hot!” He sits bolt upright with his mouth open, full of the molten sugar burning his tongue, making him look considerably less cool than he was trying to be a second ago.

“I’ve changed my mind.” You say between giggles at his expense as he fans his open mouth. “I take it back.”

“Yeah, you wish,” he chuckles after he finally manages to choke down the marshmallow.

You don’t. 

You don’t wish to take anything back at all.

Chapter 8: Incendio

#cormac mclaggen x female reader #cormac mclaggen #cormac mclaggen x reader #ravenclaw #ravenclaw fanfiction #smut #fanfic #harry potter and the half blood prince #harry potter fanfic #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter

[judasofsuburbia]

🔀 ask game with ronance or stonathan 🩷

this is THEEEEE RONANCE SONG!!!

New crush, high school love again The rush of slumber party kissing Don't touch, I'll never cross the line

okay so what i'm thinking is nancy is visiting robin in college in nyc. nancy's been harboring this crush for robin for quite some time now. she wants to go for it because robin and her are finally single at the same time but she's so scared!! what if she ruins their friendship!!

they're planning on going out to robin's favorite spots in the city but a huge thunderstorm ruins their plans. they were in the midst of pregaming with the first lightning bolt struck. already feeling tipsy and warm. nancy puts her lipgloss down that she was applying in the bathroom mirror when she hears robin calling her friends, asking if they're still on for tonight. they're not.

robin appears in the doorway, something between a pout and a frown on her face. "sorry nance. looks like it's just us tonight."

"that's okay," nancy rushes to say. i only came here for you, she wants to say.

"what if we did a classic sleepover? like we used to?" robin suggests.

nancy's smile widens across her lips. "i'd love that."

so they change into their pjs. pop some popcorn. put a romance movie on the tv. lounging on the couch with a bottle of pink moscato passed between them. they're giggling and being stupid. it's just like old times. only nancy is hopelessly in love with her friend now.

"your lip gloss is all over the rim," robin says as she inspects the bottle.

"sorry."

robin shrugs and takes a swig anyway. she licks her lips afterward and nancy's eyes go wide.

"flavored?" robin asks.

nancy's brain short circuits. "vanilla," she barely mumbles.

robin hums and takes another swig. "i wanna wear it," robin says. nancy's heart starts to race. that had to be hint, right?

this is her moment.

nancy scooches closer and gets her face in robin's. robin blinks owlishly at her and sets the wine down on the coffee table, not bothering to turn her head to do so.

nancy's hand is slow and cautious as she holds robin's jaw. they're both glancing at each other's lips. they've both stopped breathing.

nancy takes the plunge and kisses robin fiercely. pouring years of crushing and pining into robin's mouth. spreading her lip gloss all over her lips. robin kisses back with equal enthusiasm. nancy moans, something she wouldn't do if she was sober, or maybe she would because robin is a god damn good kisser. nancy slowly crawls into robin's lap, running her hands through robin's hair. robin's hand is going up the back of her sleep shirt, her fingers dancing on nancy's spine, causing her to gasp. their kiss to finally part.

robin licks her lips again. "i thought you were gonna just go get the lip gloss," robin confesses.

nancy backs away. "oh fuck. is that what you wanted?"

"fuck no. this is way better," robin says as she kisses her again.

send me a 🔀 and a pairing, and i’ll shuffle my playlist and make an au based on the first song that comes up

#shuffle song ask game #they!!!!!!! #ronance #ronance ficlet #ronance au

[nottoofondofgaypeople]

make an unnecessarily long post about vylad :3

Ohhhh boy a Vylad rewrite post, huh?

Vylad is honestly the character I have struggled the most with when conceptualizing when coming up with ideas for this rewrite. In my brain the main timeline MCD Vylad is aro/ace, so I never think about him in the kinds of situations characters are going to end up in.

I think for the sake of this rewrite Vylad is definitely demi both romantic, sexual, and gender. What demi gender? Good question!

Vylad needs an emotional connection with someone in order to feel attraction to them, but forming an emotional bond with Vylad is pretty difficult. In the entirety of this rewrite I think three people end up getting this, and those people are Agnes, Laurance, and Zenix but in a bad way. And two of those people end up dating his brother, and the other one goes a little insane. So Vylad is just not doing great in the dating pool.

Luckily Vylad is a lot more open to talking to people in this rewrite. Once the 15 year gap has passed, they've spent so long without anyone to really talk to that Vylad is a lot more open to communication. Agnes especially gets on his case for this, forcing Vylad to interact with people more because she will not have her baby brother that's older than her and not even her brother be so stand offish.

All my musician head canons I talked about in this post and it's follow up on my main are all canon to this story. Vylad doesn't do conversations the best, but he is able to become total besties with Aaron and Travis around the fire and kind of third wheels as Aaron and Travis are having their homosexual tension, but they don't mind that much. Vylad has always loved just observing people as they exist and do their stupid human shit, watching two dumb dorks fall in love while looking longingly at one another's hands on an instrument is Vylad's soap opera.

If popcorn existed in Ru'aun, Vylad would be addicted to it. I don't know why but this is a headcanon I will fight to the death about now, MCD Vylad would absolutely adore popcorn.

Just thought about MCD Vylad in a dress. Not something too showy, a dress that fully covers their body and is like a dark green maybe, definitely a custom order from Cadenza but one that she is happy to fill. Wait do Vylad and Cadenza even talk in the entirety of mcd?? Well they do in this rewrite because Vylad is way too shy to ask someone else to do it for them. But Cadenza is completely chill about the whole ordeal, asks the standard amount of questions, and when she's getting measurements she checks in with Vylad constantly to make sure he isn't uncomfortable.

And when Cadenza finishes it she just drops it off at Vylad's house. Vylad has a dress now :)

I don't want to ask too much but please if there are any artists that have somehow read this far I need this 🙏🏻

I think Vylad and Cadenza would have a great friendship. She's just so fucking chill despite being wound up as a lord. Vylad may not get it in the sense of being a lord, but he grew up with Garroth as an older brother and literally helped guide Agnes on the path to being a lord, so he understands it's trials and tribulations very well. I want to write a scene of these two getting high and just talking about literally whatever, maybe they make fun of Laurance, or Vylad opens up about what it feels like to be a Shadow Knight because Cadenza has a Shadow Knight as a guard and one as a brother, she fuckin gets it.

I-Is this a new rarepair? I mean, if I take it down that route we do have to acknowledge that Vylad is lowkey rebounding from Laurance to Laurance's sister which... I mean, given Vylad's track record with romance, that completely tracks. Gods even when I let him feel romantic and sexual things they're so bad at it!

Uhh, anyways, I think Vylad's favorite color is a pale green. The color of his mothers eyes because Vylad is such a mama's boy oh my Irene I will never shut up about this! I always headcanon that his scarf was made by his mom, and that's part of why Vylad is so attached to it.

Just had the thought of Vylad and Agnes singing a duet together :)

Vylad is still really shy about their singing voice and panics at the thought of singing in front of others, but they feel calm enough around Agnes that he doesn't mind if it's just the two of them. Don't know what they'd sing. Maybe Wolves of the Revolution as a trio with Garroth. Oh that's eating my brain alive right now.

I think as a teenager Vylad was really unsupervised, so they spent a lot of time just figuring out how to sneak around their estate. He made new secret passages just because he wanted to fuck with Garroth and Zane. I think Vylad was a total prankster, but both of his brothers got sick of it pretty quickly, and their reactions weren't funny anymore.

Give Vylad more chaotic energy when the alliance island is built and operational. Nothing malicious, but sometimes Vylad will just climb in through your window, grab an apple off the counter, give you a wave and then dip out. I want Vylad to disappear for like two and a half months, come back with no explanation and then hand Agnes some ancient artifact that he "just found while exploring." Vylad is the king of not elaborating. He loves hearing people's guesses, but never confirms or denies how accurate they are.

Garroth's guesses are always the closest to being accurate, but he still doesn't entirely understand the person his brother has become. I think Vylad being older than Garroth would be really weird for both of them. Like in Garroth's brain Vylad is younger little small baby brother, but Vylad is a smart ass who always has to correct him and remind Garroth that they're technically older than he is. This is thanks to both Nether time dilation, and Irene Dimension time dilation! The divine really just like fucking with time.

I think I want an entire episode of just Vylad and Hyria talking over tea. I always imagined Hyria being akin to a mother to Vylad as both of them sort of leaned on one another and used each other to cope with the losses in their lives. And Vylad still makes visits every now and then to the enchanted forest to visit Hyria and have a chat with her. I think it'd be neat.

Even funnier if Lucinda shows up to ask Hyria about a witchcraft thing and she just stares at Vylad like "When did you become friends with my mom?" "Before I met you."

One time while Vylad and Travis were practicing a song alone Vylad set down his ocarina, looked Travis in the eye and said "I've explored the entirety of Gal'ruk. No one will ever believe you." The only person who does is Laurance, but he still makes fun of Travis.

Vylad is just a chaotic confusing freak!! I love him!!!

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[tealfling]

1) Amaranth Purpleheart (she/her), (currently) Tiefling (born: Half/Elf), Cleric of the Raven Queen, Chaotic Good

Background: Amaranth has a Noble background by birth. She was born to a human father and an Elven mother that ran a huge merchant empire outside the Gate. As her father's first child, she was the apple of his eye, her mother had 3 older adult children from previous relationships, and was pregnant at the time of Amaranth's disappearance and presumed death. It's Amaranth's father that couldn't handle the death of his child and squandered his human life looking for a way to bring her back. He eventually found someone capable of Reincarnation and had a lock of her hair, and thus Amaranth the tiefling came to be. She's deeply bothered by the parallels between her death and Isobel's and is hugely thankful her father wasn't a dick like Ketheric.

2) Amaranth was in Rivington working in the service of a family that was preparing for the death of their father when she was taken by the Nautiloid. She worried about them constantly until she got to the city to explain things, she feels horrible for abandoning them, and like she's failed them, but is so thankful the kept her stuff. She can't wait to show the group her bag of Memento Mori. A vampire boyfriend and a necromancy book wrapped in human skin is not even on the list of strangest undead things in her collection.

3) She romanced Astarion. It's all fun and games until the player gets played. Especially when they're both too stupid to see it. She immediately saw through his lines, however she mental gymnastics their train of "got to get the other person to trust me" until they were getting a green gown. She also really likes his sense of humor and thinks his bratty side is kind of cute. She doesn't drink tea, but they both spill it, server it hot and fresh as they gossip about everyone. The both like to read, and sew. At first, of course he hated how she had to stop and help every gods forsaken soul that asked for it and she didn't like his selfish overly violent ways. The arguing gave way to bantering, and clap backs and eventfully turned into the "you want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid game." And considering how all the others kept propositioning her at camp, Astarion was the safer choice, right? He didn't actually have feelings for her, so there was no risk in breaking his heart like there was with the others. She liked him enough, so it'd be better to break one heart instead of two, right?

4) Camp bestie? Karlach. Hands down. We're talking instant friends. No relationship building here. Immediate Ride or Die. If Amaranth isn't with Astarion, she's with Karlach. Probably causing trouble. Oh, yeah they're workshopping a nickname: Chaos Tieflings, Tiefling Trouble, Demonic Duo, Fiendships. For someone so eager to name things, they can't seem to get Wyll on board with this one. (That's why he's not invited). The only hiccup in their relationship was the night Karlach thought she wanted something more. Amaranth hadn't been expecting that, and it flustered her in a way Lae'zel's proposition hadn't. Amaranth came really close to saying yes, like really close just to make Karlach happy, she deserved to have something go her way for once, but Amaranth just couldn't lead Karlach on like that, when she wasn't sure. Not when Karlach's heart was already so broken. Amaranth almost died of embarrassment later when Astarion popped in for their previously agreed upon feeding she had completely forgotten about, and admitted he saw what happened. Speaking of hearts, Amaranth takes every opportunity to get Karlach to Dammon's forge.

Amaranth: "Kar~lach, let's go flirt with Dammon. Let's go flirt with Dammon. Come on, he's so dreamy. And almost as hot as you. Com'on. He want's to fix you're heart, that's so fucking romantic, please, let's go flirt with Dammon. My gold is burning a hole in my pocket faster than your heart is your chest. Please." Karlach: ugh, I don't know solider, he probably doesn't see me that way. Astarion make her stop. Astarion: Oh, no Darling. I'm completely on board. Let's go flirt with Dammon.

5) Admittedly I haven't finished a playthrough (I'm so close too), but so far everyone has lived (The Doctor would be proud).

6) She plans on continuing to Adventure, hopefully staying with Astarion, because her goal is to cure his vampirism, which she'll be able to do when she can cast True Res. In the mean time, she'll hunt down something that allows him to walk in the sunlight, even if she has to hunt down her mother to do it.

7) Amaranth's father's human life, though longer than it should have been, ended long ago. Though technically, she knows her elven mother and siblings still live, she doesn't consider them family in a close sense since her mother didn't want anything to do with her after her resurrection as a tiefling.

8) [whispering so Astarion doesn't hear] Destroy Undead.

#bg3 #bg3 tav #baldurs gate 3 #write your tav #tiefling tav #tav #baldurs gate tav #my tav #tav oc #tav bg3 #write your tav #bg3 tiefling #tiefling oc #tiefling #dnd tiefling #tavfling

[lloydfrontera]

This ending is so comically nonsensical that it made me feel okay with it. I'm the kind of person who can literally drop reading a story when there's a badly written romance, and when people were telling me that Lloyd ends up with Alicia and they have a daughter, I was very much fighting for my life to even start the novel. Because to be honest there's no way these kinds of stories have a very good romance plot. I'm sorry it's just that most of the time everything feels cheap and I keep on wishing the authors gave up on even adding it. But this? My God. It is so last minute, so out of the blue, that I can choose to ignore it and don't lose anything in the process. I can't even treat it seriously. Because if bk_moon wanted me to treat it as anything but a last "...actually!" then he should've made it matter. And it doesn't. And it's sad, I'm sad that they went that route, sad for Alicia and the time-old treatment she gets as a woman to get married off to the main guy when neither of their character arcs revolved around it. Now I understand your previous asks where you were talking about changing the marriage from Alicia to Javier and it making more sense story-wise and oh how clearly I see this now. But, still, somehow such a stupidly thought-through ending liberates, in a way, as I said, like it is true, undoubtedly, but it also too stupid for me to buy it :)

i know exactly what you mean actually akjshdkaasd

the ending comes so out of left field that it makes it,,, stick less in a way. it feels so disconnected that i can just. pretend it didn't happen ajskdhka

you can literally get to 401 and the not read anything else and you're good. that's a great point to leave it on. an open yet hopeful ending. no last minute romances, no important conversations being had off screen, no confusing implications being thrown at you last second. i am fully convinced 401 is the best way to end the novel lol

Now I understand your previous asks where you were talking about changing the marriage from Alicia to Javier and it making more sense story-wise and oh how clearly I see this now.

the only way i am semi-okay with a last minute wedding is if it involved alicia marrying both lloyd and javier. like. it makes sense. most of her thoughts right up until like,,, the last fifth of the novel are about how risky it is to the royal family for lloyd to exist without having a more tangible tie to it. but the same can be said for javier! the fact alicia never really worries about javier causing havoc in the kingdom despite him literally the most powerful person in the world is mostly because she sees him as,,, an add-on to lloyd. like yeah, javier won't be a problem as long as lloyd is not a problem. they're a 2 for 1 kinda deal to her. as long as she can keep peace with lloyd, she can keep peace with javier.

that's the thing about lloyd and javier. they are so deeply enmeshed into each other that even if you don't think they're in love, they are still tied to each other the way no other characters in the story are. they're are set do not separate them.

so. in a perfect world alicia decides to get rid of those pesky risks to her sovereignty and irreversibly ties them both to the crown, with the added benefit of getting some cute (and talented) af babies out of both of them. imagine a royal family composed of a ruthless queen, the greatest engineer in the world, the only grandmaster in existence and the children they would have. they would've been fucking unstoppable.

i am now mourning this version of canon. dang it.

somehow such a stupidly thought-through ending liberates, in a way, as I said, like it is true, undoubtedly, but it also too stupid for me to buy it :)

that is. exactly how i feel sometimes too. like yeah it may be canon. but it's a stupid canon. and so i don't have to listen to it asjhdka

you put it into words perfectly nonnie thank you for sending me this ask!!

#hey i got an ask #Anonymous #tged #the greatest estate developer #tged spoilers #lloyd frontera #alicia magentano #javier asrahan #allojavi

[sapphire-weapon]

You might be bored answering this type of question, so feel free to ignore. I just needed a rant lol and to see if anybody out there at all agrees with my views. I'm just so mad at the complete WASTE of potential that Ada had. I sincerely hope that the remakes decanonise Aeon altogether because oh my god, it makes no sense for either character. Like at all.

Ada (despite the complete lack of background information) is at the very least an independent, stubborn, capable and (often) profit driven woman. She has multiple priceless connections and opportunities up her sleeve that she obtains by herself. This idea that Leon's the only kind person she's ever met is so fucking stupid. She took her chance to manipulate him when he was young and stupid, and I'm supposed to believe that their sparse meetings for a few hours every couple of years leads her to continuously question her motives because this One Guy changes her mind, because he's kind and handsome or whatever. It's so fucking stupid. The way the fandom perceives her is so super sexist. Why is she constantly portrayed as the Wine Mommy trope by fandom? It does my head in. She has been completely and utterly minimised to "how does she serve Leon Kennedy". That's it. That's all a large majority of the fanbase see her for. I would kill for Ada content that decanonises their "romance" and to have her OWN story, devoid of the male leads. (Also I hc her as lesbian lol, but that's neither here nor there.)

Then there's my understanding of Leon. I like that you pointed out he often takes the "easy choice", which I somewhat agree. Regardless, the pinnacle of his character is empathy and anger (as far as I understand). Bioterrorism has haunted him his whole life. He's witnessed countless atrocities at the hands of greedy billionaires. All he wants is to help innocents where he can. This trope of turning the other cheek because the antagonist is hot... makes no sense. Yes, she helps him, but she's consistently betrayed him and openly admits to working for her own gain. In what universe does his leniency make any sense when lined up with his other decisions and worldviews? Every "romantic" encounter they've had has required Leon to act completely out of character imo and "oh... he must have strong feelings" is the only reason we're provided with. It's so stupid and it's a pet peeve of mine that so many just don't see how horrificly written it is, lmao!

Anyway, do you agree? Am I maybe perceiving characters the wrong way? I can only hope the remakes fix this debacle. Aeon is some of the worst writing that RE has ever produced imo, but the excellence of RE7 and 8 give me hope for the newer content. :)

you're super not wrong about Ada

and while I really wish I could say you're not wrong about Leon, either... there is some there there. I get it. I get why he's so attached to her. the issue is that Leon's attachment to Ada is nothing more than a trauma response, but the series never treats it like that.

what's funny is that the actors do. both Matt Mercer and Nick Apostolides know that it's a fucked up trauma response, and they've both said so at different points in not so many words, and so they both treat it like that when they're actually delivering his lines -- but the actual games are over here like "aren't these two so hot together 😏" like... completely unironically.

the closest thing that RE came to self-awareness about the true nature of Leon and Ada's relationship (prior to RE2make and RE4make) is this:

whew. don't strain yourselves, there, Capcom.

I don't even think Capcom realizes just how alarming Leon's manic breakdown about her in RE6 actually is. I legit think they meant for it to come off as sincerely romantic and loving. but that scene -- like a few others in RE6 -- is carried on the shoulders of Matt Mercer's acting talent, and it is legitimately upsetting to watch/listen to.

I find his breakdown about Ada in RE6 to be more distressing than his cries for help in Vendetta, personally, because at least his cries for help are cries for help. the shit that happens in RE6 is just Leon's brain fucking breaking and no one is around to stop it or do anything or help him in any way -- and then later on, Helena, who couldn't actually hear what was said, assumed it was romantic, and Leon never corrects her, and that's that.

it's just

the line "if you're really Ada..." like holy shit what the fuck is that line WHAT IS THAT LINE Leon is literally ready to reject reality on the spot in that moment.

it's rough, dude.

and what's frustrating about Aeon is that that kind of dynamic has such huge potential to be legitimately compelling and tragic and heart-wrenching, but it isn't that because the script is so shitty.

all they had to do was just go one step further with Chris calling out Leon for his blind faith in Ada, axe the "lol u like her" shit from Helena, and then bookend that previous conversation between Chris and Leon with a more upsetting version of "She's like a part of me I can't let go" (make it something more like "But if I do let her go... what else will I lose?") and like

that's it, that alone makes RE6 way more nuanced and interesting in terms of characterization for Leon. it doesn't fix Ada in any way (because it's too late to fix Ada tbh), but it at least makes Leon's shit feel less ... bad and stupid.

but the way it is right now, it's just like...

[lostfracturess]

OH MY GOD!!!! oh my god omgggg the new chapter is AMAZING 🤩 just read it and ran here so i am sorry it might turn out like incoherent mess i am kinda overwhelmed 😭 first of all, WHY IS HE SUCH A DUMMY??? i mean in ALL ways, we all know that he's a fuckboy (he totally was, but still tries to maintain this aura) but he's such a pathetic dork when it comes to y/n and he doesn't even try to hide it (he has my total respect for that), idk in my mind he's just one of these guys who will say you the most cheesy stuff and be so adorable and handsome at this time with his stupid blue eyes and a smirk 😮‍💨 not for everyone obviously, this stuff is reserved for a y/n😭 on a more serious note, WHY IS HE SUCH A DUMMY x2??? and this time i mean about pushing away a y/n, I can understand why he's doing that and it really hurts me, because he just try to push her away for her good before the things become way more serious (as if they weren't serious enough, yes satoru???) but they're so deep rooted in each other that it's impossible to do and senseless. but hooray, he did share his vulnerability and didn't hide it completely (the bathroom scene after the first hearing i mean), congratulations satoru we are heading towards the right way! though the thing that you did in that circus completely vanished your progress 😭 the moment when he left the mark on his arm and exchanged glances with suguru i knew something was off and he would do something stupid and i was like DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE YOU'RE A DUMMY 😭😭😭 but actually i knew he would take all the responsibility for their romance as you heavily implied it in his words throughout the chapters, so that was expected yet really fucking hurt me 😭 what i wasn't expecting for certain is the fucking sukuna in this fucking ethics committee, a stupid prick, why he had to ruin their lives like that 😭 hate his disgusting brainless persona with all my guts. also the thing between him and satoru that satoru didn't quite want to share...my guess is sukuna might know about the death of that patient that still haunts satoru (from your hcs) and tries to blackmail him somehow ??? sorry i don't remember whether it's known publicly or not, but this fucker certainly has something on satoru and I didn't like it 😫

i am afraid it came a little bit lengthy and Tumblr doesn't want to send it so i will send it in the parts 😭😭😭

first of all big big BIG thank you for your precious long message!! feel so blessed to have such engaged readers!!

so yeah, he is one big dummy not gonna lie. he's so stupid it hurts. like he’s SO bad with feelings and all that, that it's just painful to watch him suffer and struggle with it all the time but also so funny and at the same time you just want to slap him a few times in the face. 

but they're so deep rooted in each other that it's impossible to do and senseless.

yes yes yes, they are really one of a whole and separating them is futile, still satoru so dumb for not seeing that and pushing his girl away. but that’s really the only way he knows how to protect her atm. and he should seriously learn to control his impulsiveness, you're right!!

congratulations satoru we are heading towards the right way! though the thing that you did in that circus completely vanished your progress

it's always like one step forward and then two steps back with him ☠️☠️

sukuna is also like a real pain in the ass in the story and just likes to hurt people for fun… or maybe there’s more? we’ll see hehe. but i love reading your guesses!! 

also sorry for all the caused pain!!! i'll make it up??? i guess??? see you in part two! ♡

#symptoms and causes #inbox

[babacontainsmultitudes]

♫ you dont have to answer this especially if you already have a ton but lllllllincoln li-wilson,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, i am a simple man

SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO GET TO THIS I WANTED TO BE REASONABLY THOROUGH (AND YES I DO HAVE TO ANSWER THIS ACTUALLY!!!)

*breathes* heh. This might be a tad long, so let's go to my super secret Lincoln Li Wilson fan club under the cut

-oh right, the password! No problem it's

SAY HI TO YOUR DAD FOR MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

HEH. WELCOME TO THE COOLEST CLUB IN THE FANDOM, POPULATION YOU AND ME.

okokokokokok so so so so well I guess what I realized is that, while I have many songs for this boy- err technically a lot of them are in a shippy sorta context?? But I don't wanna, well, I don't wanna hit you with anything that is too, like, "ship-dependent" cause I don't know what you do or don't ship!

*That said*- my fucking gothcleats playlist dude? I'm handing it to you anyways cause I have FEELINGS about every single one of these fucking songs and imo honestly you can interpret most of them in a completely non romantic context anyways also also almost all of them are from Linc's perspective for me so I think you'd genuinely still appreciate at least some of these. All *that* said, I will be picking a few from this playlist to talk about that really aren't that romance-coded if at all buuuut are gonna be about Scary to some degree.

Oh- my swiftli playlist you ask??? IT'S SO FUCKING STUPID DUDE. It's so dumb like it's so silly like it's almost purely vibes and the vibes are really really dumb but yesss I'm handing you this one as well I'm not saying the songs don't slap but they're still very stupiddddd.

OK on to some fucking songs yeah???? So I guess the first one I'll start with is:

"Angel With A Shotgun" by The Cab

Which, okay, before I even get to the lyrics like come ON am I wrong for thinking that even just that fucking name is the most Lincoln Li Wilson thing in the whole god damn world??

But yeah, I mean lyrically really this one has a lot going for it as a Lincoln song, but to point out a few particular lyrics that stand out to me:

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If love's a fight, then I shall die With my heart on a trigger

They say before you start a war You better know what you're fighting for

If love is what you need, a soldier I will be

I'm an angel with a shotgun, fighting 'til the war's won I don't care if heaven won't take me back I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe

Sometimes to win, you've got to sin Don't mean I'm not a believer

And I'm gonna hide, hide, hide my wings tonight

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😤 This one really gives me extra feels after the last episode, I gotta say! :0 As far as like pure imagery goes I think some strange combination of an angel and a soldier is just *so* Lincoln. There's just these really interesting themes with Lincoln of like, devotion, and sacrifice, and perseverance, and making tough decisions! Especially to help those around you! This song really just captures that for me.

Okay, next!

"Hit The Floor" by Linkin Park (more like Lincoln Park am I right sorry sorry)

Right right, where to start with this one... This one captures two primary concepts for me. It's partially, like, confrontation between Linc and Scary, from his perspective. But actually, I think you could also interpret some of these as relating to his frustrations with Grant as well! Otherwise, I like this one cause I think it captures Linc's ability to like, totally turn the tables and flip the switch when you least expect it? Seriously, that boy is quick on his feet (heh soccer heh), and always has a trick up his sleeve. Here's a few lyrics:

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One minute, you're on top! The next you're not, missed your shot You think you won, and then it's all gone

So many people like me put so much trust in all your lies So concerned with what you think to just say what we feel inside So many people like me walk on eggshells all day long All I know is that all I want is to feel like I'm not stepped on

What goes up will surely fall, and I'm countin' down the time 'Cause I've had so many stand-offs with you, it's about as much as I can stand So I'm waitin' until the upper hand is mine

I know I'll never trust a single thing you say You knew your lies would divide us, but you lied anyway And all the lies have got you floating up above us all But what goes up has got to fall

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I guess Mike Shinoda is just *the* Linc artist for me, cause this next one is from him as well!

"Believe Me" by Fort Minor

:0 Also about Linc's confrontations with Scary, but with a different flavor! Here I think it's more retrospective, at least in part, in reference to how Linc used to look up to Scary in some sense, and trusted her and all that. Otherwise, there's obviously some narrative parallels going on between these two, particularly with regards to the evolution of their mental/emotional states, which I think some of these lines nod to as well:

...Yeah it's really basically the entire song for this one ahahaha what can I say it's good shit

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You like fun and games? Keep playing 'em I'm just saying, think back then, we was like one and the same On the right track, but I was on the wrong train Just like that, now you gotta face the pain And the devil's got a fresh new place to play And in your brain, like a maze you can never escape the rain Every damn day is the same shade of grey

Hey, I used to have a little bit of plan Used to have a concept of where I stand But that concept slipped right out of my hand Now, I don't really even know who I am Yo, what do I have to say? Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free And whatever happens to you, we'll see But it's not gonna happen with me

I guess that this is where we've come to If you don't want to, then you don't have to believe me But I won't be there when you go down Just so you know now, you're on your own now, believe me

Back then, I thought you were just like me Somebody who could see all the pain I see But you proved to me unintentionally That you would self destruct eventually Now I'll be thinking like the mistake I made doesn't hurt But it's not gonna work 'cause it's really much worse Than I thought, I wished you were something you were not And now this guilt is really all that I got

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ALRIGHT. Let me leave you with one that's just for Linc. I won't bother with specific lyrics for this one, this song slaps (I think!), you gotta give it a listen.

"Galvanize" by The Chemical Brothers

Linc calls the shots in this fucking podcast, you know this, I know this. That's what this one is about.

#“Lincoln Park” is very funny actually I should have doubled down on that #I hope you end up liking some of these!!! #IT WAS A PLEASURE BTW #SORRY I TOOK SO LONG #BUT EVEN IF I HAD A MILLION I STILL WOULDA DONE IT #EVERY LINC NEEDS A TAYLOR AFTER ALL #HEH #lincoln li wilson #dndads #dndads playlist #dungeons and daddies #feymarche #gothcleats #swiftli #scary marlowe #taylor swift #not that one #Countless yours is next I swear!!!

[tripleyeeet]

for the caompanion!tav ask:

general - 3 and 9

romance - 1, 3, 9 and 10

3. does your tav have any comments or advice when you recruit other companions?

yes! she definitely does. considering she has connections with a few of the other companions before the kidnapping, she has quite a bit to say about them!

on wyll: "ah, the old blade of frontiers. you know, he and i go way back, yeah? good guy. a bit too good sometimes but definitely someone you want at your side. you're lucky to have him."

on shadowheart: "oh gods, a shar worshipper? hope you're ready for doom and gloom galore! they're awfully depressing people and that's saying something coming from me."

on gale: "gale of waterdeep, huh? never heard of him, have you? because if you have you have to tell me. i don't want to look stupid in front of him if he's famous."

on astarion: "what do i think of astarion? ha! i trust him just about as far as i can throw him... and i'm pretty shit at throwing, so, uh... yeah."

on karlach: "i can't believe karlach's the one wyll's been chasing down all this time. i mean, have you seen her? there's no way he'd be able to kill her. she's too hot —i mean... strong."

on lae'zel: "i've met a few githyanki's in my time. none as bloodthirsty as lae'zel though. she's on a whole other level that honestly, i can't help but admire."

9. does your tav have any escalating conflicts with one of the other companions, like lae'zel and shadowheart's knife fight?

i wouldn't say there are any particular arguments necessarily. given the nature of zayis and astarion's relationship though, i'd say there's a lot more interactions specific to the two of them that the player can receive if they're both in the party at the same time.

with the pale elf quest specifically, zayis will often weigh in on a lot of the cazador talk, and if the player takes a long rest inside of cazador's manor, zayis will come talk to the player in the middle of the night, expressing concern for astarion's desire to ascend over cazador.

(i realize this doesn’t really answer the question but… i’m tired)

1. is your tav a romanceable character? are there any specific requirements to romancing them?

i definitely see zayis as a romanceable character but it'd definitely be difficult. similar to astarion, she's quite the liar when it comes to her true feelings, so it'd take a lot to get her to properly warm up to you. to do this, you'd definitely have to be honest with her at all times to show her that it's okay to open up.

3. are they a polyamorous or a monogamous option?

zayis is polyamorous with the (sort of) exception astarion. due to the nature of their past, zayis doesn't trust him in the slightest and thus can't accept a shared relationship.

(that is, unless the player has a very high approval rating with both characters and can trigger the appropriate dialogue to convince them to "get back together".)

9. how do they react if the pc has sex with mizora? the emperor? harleep?

considering zayis is poly she's fine with pretty much everyone but the emperor because she finds mind flayer's to be absolutely repulsive and cannot understand why anyone would want to fuck that.

10. will they join in with the pc and the drow twins, or no?

zayis will always join in but if the player has managed to enter a poly relationship with both her and astarion she will always disapprove, knowing astarion isn't really into it.

#zayis #asks

[paramountpetrichor]

meows at you. whats ur fave celestialcest ship...... and feel free to ramble abt them as much as u want I'll happily listen ☕️👀

dear god this ask has been in my inbox for So long now i am So sorry- i promise i haven't been neglecting it/this blog i've just been busy isgwigogwogq

ANYWAYS. do you know how Hard it was for me to pick a fav celestialcest ship. it was so hard i actually Couldn't and ended up tieing btwn two lmao:

who could've POSSIBLY seen this coming. ts/ams sxm my BELOVED. theyre THE otp and fucking ADORABLE- literal soulmates and each others entire world. so whipped for each other its near comical.

like ik antis would call me crazy but yall have SEEN how much these two hit on each other, right?? esp moon to sun??? whenever i watch gameplay eps and they laugh like idiots together i just go 'oughh theyre kissing So hard whenever the cameras cut istggg'

the day moon confesses to being touched starved and sun starts being more touchy to him in canon in response is the day i lose my minddd. cause i already stim like an absolute codswallop whenever they're just on screen n playing together, but if they actually show intimacy??? ohhh im DONE for

and all of that is them w/o even mentioning the story and the drama from the bs that is their lives, as well as the slightly toxic power dynamic (esp when its old moon n sun) btwn them born from suns need for moons approval and moons need to protect his personal beam of light no matter the cost and I EAT THAT THE FUCK UPPP 🤌🤌🤌

they make me INSANE and if anyone ever wants to yell about them please please PLEASE know my inbox is always open cause they make me coocoo for cocoa puffs iagosgohaoya

anyways, the only ship that rivals That one:

ignore that the image isnt rendered i got lazy igsajgajash

okay so tbch this one started as a 'im shipping this bc the cold/cynical/analytical characters are always my favs to ship together, and moon n clipse fit that role Perfectly. not to mention enemies to lovers is my fav romance trope of all time' but then it spiraled so fast the more i thought about them

its about them going from being unable to stand in the same room to tolerating each others' presence to the mourning of what they couldve been to the mutual silent agreement to try again to gentle barbs/teasing to shared laughter over stupid things to suddenly wanting to be around each other more often to actively seeking out each others' presence to spending whole nights in the lab/p&s working on tech together to inching closer and closer together until fingertips can be touched to desperate chaste kisses being traded in the middle of the night to those kisses becoming Not So Chaste to them becoming more public to 'oh no, when did i fall in love with my own worst enemy?'

^ im normal about them i promise (FUCKING LYING)

one last thing w them- they have been walked in on while making out in p&s so many times that everyone is more shocked whenever they're Not doing that. what can i say i write them as handsy mfers sigoagoaa

honestly idk if i could choose btwn these two or moon n sun. best case scenario? shove all three of em together, and Any of em can be the monkey in the middle :3c

(...but again im a multishipper so my Real solution to what my fav ship is? ...looks at my ao3 page... family-wide polyamorus blob :D)

#celestialcest #petrichors art #oh btw i saw some of yall talking about how we should try branching out into Other tags other than celestialcest #and im more than willing to- i just need yall to come up w the tag iagisggia (< is So incredibly indecisive) #anyways yeah them. 'ts/ams is a found family show!' it sure is. one where they all call each other 'brother' and kiss like Maniacs :) #sleepyanxiety #sleepystar #celestial proship #sun/moon #moon/sun #moon/eclipse #eclipse/moon #asks tag

[yuukei-yikes]

loving the most recent harutaka doodle were takane is being LOUD and possible STRESSED and just haruka touching her causes causes inner peace and *subwoofer lullaby inside her head*

TEEHEEEEE!!!!

originally i was gonna draw her blushing and getting all silly with this sorta funny smile i like drawing->🥴 something like. a teehee moment cuz imagine that and then her leaning against him while giggling super silly *explodes* isn't that so cute. but i changed it bc i felt it would've needed some dialogue, since post str takane doesnt get pissed at Whatever, if she's mad its probably worth getting mad at, so it would've had to be specific... what would get her mad but also not mad enough to quickly teehee over haruka instead... i couldnt think of anything to write. so i changed it to takane deciding whatever she's yelling about isn't worth it anyways and haruka is comfy :3 i think haruka is rly good at calming her down just by existing she's like Oh right. *cat head bump*

the hc was early dating harutaka being giddy and silly abt each other which is why i was gonna draw it that way initially. but then i didnt lol. or like early reunion actually, not even dating. like haruka can just sit next to takane and their shoulders touch and takanes like omg🥰 hehe. i think they'd be cute like that. i think they'd get all excited and giggling and sooooo stupid about each other. sorry if this is cringe to the viewers but thats cute come on.

the worst pda haruka and takane exhibit is this early dating/about to be dating stage where they're just talking with their faces really close together whispering and giggling. Cringe as hell my man 🙏 wait im about to get completely off topic well not really but let's talk about pda for a bit im in a love mood im in a shipping mood <- the moment it knew the ask reply was turning into its own unrelated post

sorry to talk about setomary like no one even mentioned it but on the subject of pda. i think only kano and kido (and maybe ayano) are setomary pda haters (not setomary haters. just when theyre pda) and the rest are like :3❤️ theyre so cute. but for harutaka since theyre so fucking cringe EVERYONE is kind of annoyed. they just fucking pretend nothings happening because its cringe. maybe during the first week after they reunited they're like aww its so nice haruka and ene reunited :3 but it gets difficult to look at fast.

seto and mary are being more normal they do shit like seto carries mary and theyre hugging all the time etc etc nothing too tragic. maybe seto calls her princess maybe mary gives him some flowers thats just what theyre like not only to each other but theyre that way to Everyone they just happen to match each other's level of swetness perfectly so no one thinks twice abt it. setomary is more natural and cute abt it. but haruka and takane act like they're in highschool at the back of the classroom whispering and giggling and its augh. it's insufferable to witness. i imagine the dan just widening their eyes to each other and mouthing Oh My God to each other all the time when harutaka start acting this way. like haruka and takane do everything except kiss each other in public seeing them kiss would actually be better bc what the hell is this. kido probably forces them to exhange seats like theyre in highschool for real.

sorry lets do a quick pda rating since i already talked about setomary and harutaka so why not talk about kidomomo and shinaya now that im on it. i told you i was getting off topic and also ratio + im an epic aroace person who enjoys romance as fiction so i love Love and making these hcs about smooching!!!! like ive seen ppl do what i described harutaka like. These people are going to hell. however harutaka are safe because theyre fictional. hope that helps.

for kidomomo its baby steps Momo throws herself on kido at all times and kido Vanishes each and every time or has to leave the room out of embarrassment. i think if kidomomo have any relationship issues its THIS. momo is so touchy and pda energy and kidos like 😐😐😐😐😐😐 momos like Ok 1 thousand kisses in private for me to stop kissing u in public and kido says Ok not taking the 1 thousand bit seriously but momo is serious and she WILL count them later. like she gets so good at numbers all of a sudden. kidomomo inside joke that kido is in serious kiss debt *falls to my knees abt my own hc i just pulled out of my ass* sorry thats so corny. but its so cute *bangs fist against floor*

shinaya are anti pda because theyre both nervous messes if their hands brush together shintaro starts having trouble breathing and ayano competes with him at seeing who can embarrass themselves more. shintaro is pretty pathetic but we all know that so... ayano... a girl can nervously brush her hair out of her face only so many times. pull yourself together. anyways in my delusion as you may know they get together and break up. but get together again as normaler people and theyre normaler abt pda then. i think shintaro can have his arm around ayano without either of them being a freak about it. Also ayano probably sends kisses across the room with her hands and will act sad until shintaro catches at least one invisible kiss. shintaro refuses to kiss it back but compromises with putting the invisible kiss in his pocket instead. 🙏

sorry damn i was feeling Love today....... also didnt talk abt kanoshin which is another ship i rly like because they'd explode and die before standing next to each other in public in fear of giving away that they like kissing each other on the mouth. they dont qualify for pda hcs. sorry I turned the reply of this ask into whatever this is

#ask tag #headcanons #harutaka #pda #shinaya #kidomomo #setomary

[suhmayzooka]

Sano trio for the ask game please?? 👀✨

YAYY!!! my boys<3<3<3

rin:

1: sexuality headcanon gay gay homosexual gay gay. also, i learned about what transgender was due to some trans rin headcanons/fanfics/meta i read during the height of the fandom, so trans man rin is also something that's been in the back of my mind 2: otp sourin >>>>> permanently changed my brain chemistry and ideal of relationship; rinrei is so much funnn i swear; and ofc sano trio as a whole!! 3: brotp rin & haru--while i don't think of them romantically, their relationship is the cornerstone of the whole story and i love how they're always pushing each other to go further rin & nagisa--such an underrated relationship but in the original book rin teaches nagisa to swim and nagisa from then on really looked up to rin as an older mentor. i love them because they're so unexpected as a friendship, but they really have a deep bond that i wish was more present in the show (besides a few "rin-rin!") rin & makoto--SUCH an important relationship for both of them!!!!! they're the real complements of each other, i think, rin is fiery and passionate and sharp and makoto is grounded and doting and UGHHHH 4: notp when i was younger i'd say rin x haru, less due to the actual relationship and more due to the way SOME fans treated me at the tender age of like 13.... i don't dislike them enough to say they're my notp, but i guess yeah, they're my notp 5: first headcanon that pops into my head he's a thirty seconds to mars stan (bc of that one shirt he wore that looked like the 30stm triangle...) fuck jared leto and everything but i think rin learned english partially through music. he's also a swiftie 6: favorite line from this character oh god.... "PERFECT BODY" 7: one way in which I relate to this character every way he's my blorbo whom i project onto ever since i was in middle school . um. who said that i think i really connected to both his emotional crybaby ways (i cry at conflict), his hopeless romantic nature, and his insecurities, feeling like you're meant to do something but you hit a wall and just.,. can't. 8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character his fashion.......i'm sorry but........ i cannot defend you ....... 9. cinnamon roll or problematic fave? LOL depends on who you ask! he's a cinnamon roll who looks like he can kill you

sousuke:

1: sexuality headcanon: also gay but at the same time, i don't think he really cares much for romance outside of his immediate partner, you know? so i guess somewhere on the demi spectrum 2: otp sourin, again, and soukisu, and basically the whole sano trio. oooh special mentions to soumako and souharu, for no real canon reason aside from them having some really good fan artists and writers 3: brotp sousuke & nitori & momo; he's a good mentor to them, and they have so much respect for him (while knowing how to have fun). sousuke & gou--after rin left for australia, i imagine him and gou spending more time together. bonding over rin lol there was that scene where he gave her his jacket during the water gun fight that always gets me 4: notp hmm. don't really have one? maybe sousuke x gou? i really can't think of him viewing her as anything other than his sister 5: first headcanon that pops into my head that he likes opera, and this is ENTIRELY due to an old fic @testosterogna wrote that i read back in my youth and i SOMEHOW actually forgot i read it in a fic and thought it was canon. 6: favorite line from this character "because i knew you would cry" (ಥ﹏ಥ) 7: one way in which I relate to this character we're both stoic and monotone and come across as aloof/cold. he probably has a touch of the 'tism like haruka does. oh and i'm terrible at directions kajsdhaskljdh 8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character when he found haru and backed him into the wall like "don't u DARE hurt my man again >:(" and haru was like :| you dUMBASS WHY DID YOU HIDE YOUR STUPID INJURY ??? DO NOT DESTROY YOUR CAREER FOR LOVE!!!! IDIOT (ಥ﹏ಥ) 9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? looks like he could kill you, doesn't care enough to try

kisumi

1: sexuality headcanon this is one i'm actually 10000% assured of, unlike the other two above where i was just like 'yeah probably' this is something i actually dedicated a LOT of time to thinking about and even starting a fic years ago: he's asexual. i don't remember WHAT i read all those years ago, but i found some asexual kismui hcs and it just clicked. i can't imagine him any other way. i think he's also demi or grayromantic; his 'relationships' are closer to QPR than, i suppose, traditional 'romance.' he's sex-favorable to neutral, but it's not something he really craves and he doesn't feel sexual attraction. he's still a massive flirt and a gossip and loves to know about/mess with his friends' love lives 2: otp sano trio!!! asakisu too, and hiyokisu could be fun. 3: brotp kisumi & makoto. "JOIN THE BASKETBALL CLUB!!!!!!" 4: notp kisumi x most people 5: first headcanon that pops into my head well, the first one is that he's ace, the second is that he's a plant lover, which is less headcanon than it is me extrapolating from some official art 6: favorite line from this character probably everything he says to haru. OHH and when he casually is like "oooh sousuke didn't tell you about his super plot-relevant secret? oooh too bad. anyway i'm out!" 7: one way in which I relate to this character me having ace kisumi was 100% me projecting when i was younger and ID as asexual, but i relate to the love/protectiveness he feels over his younger brother 8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character the way he tried to get everyone to join his basketball team </3 baby you're in the wrong anime you missed the casting calls for kuroko i'm sorry 9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? sinnamon roll :3

character ask game

#moots #caffernnn #asked #tysm for giving me the chance to talk abt my boyz

[darkcrowprincess]

Oh my God ?! Are you team Jacob for Twilight ?! So then ! I have to say that I have nothing against the canon ships of this saga. (Yes even the very controversial Jacob & Renesme. I generally put my brain in off mode for that by telling myself that SM as a mother herself must not have thought about it very deeply) And I must say that I always been team Edward, even still technically today. But I'm no longer an enthusiast at all because the flaws in the story are now staring me in the face. And even if I'm not crazy about Jacob & Bella either and hated it when I was younger, I have to say that today I totally understand why we would love these two together. BUT ABOVE ALL ! Damn, I have a huge crush on Jacob in the second film... Like the actor, after gaining muscle, had a wow effect on me and I've always liked guys with beautiful, long, well-maintained hair. And Jacob was just magnificent in the second movie. Even his behavior towards Bella was adorable. Beyond that, I still say it today that if I had been Bella... Even if I am very fascinated by vampires... Damn I would have been with Jacob. Also... Damn the heat he must give off ! As a big chill person, this totally appeals to me ! And the wolf shape is so awesome and impressive ! When I watch the films again I admit I don't understand why Bella prefers to freeze to death with Edward. Also, I realized growing up that when Edward talks... I sometimes want to make him shut up because it can be so corny and annoying.

I am not a fan of twilight. I only read up to eclipse and stopped reading the books after that. I've seen the movies but mostly find them boring except the last two. Saying that, I do find the secondary characters and background characters more interesting than Bella and Exward. Everything is more interesting than Bella and Edward. I especially hate Bella. Book version of her more than anything. She is a very annoying, boring, selfish person. Just every thought in her head makes me want to slap her.

Twilight Vampires freak me out and are way too over powered. For the most part I don't like Stephanie Meyers. You can tell she is a Mormon white woman with how she writes. I do love Jacob and the werewolves though. Jacob in general is my sunshine boy and he deserves happiness and I hate Bella or leading him on. I feel so bad for his tribe and what these selfish Vampires constantly do to them and their land. I especially hate the books and movies for the bad reputation they give to classical novels and plays. Especially romeo and juliet. Twilight has nothing to do with romeo and juliet. And there are no parallels or comparisons between them. If Stephanie Meyers wanted to do that, the should have made Edward and Jacob fall love than if anything.

If I had to choose werewolves no question. Not only are they cute looking and badass. But they're warm and human still for the most part. Twilight Vampires are stone cold statues that are ment to look beautiful. They don't live. They don't sleep, they don't eat, sex would eventually get boring because their never tired, and any second now they can lose control from hunger of human blood and kill everyone, plus animal blood never satisfies them! So honestly what joy comes from being a vampire in this universe?! Bella is just so stupid for picking this life and Edward.

I had a huge crush on Taylor Launter as a kid. Had a poster of him on the wall of my bedroom ceiling. Though I also cried when him and Taylor Swift broke up and listened to 'Back to December' a million times.

Edward I find so boring too. Mostly I hate how he treats Bella more like a pet/child. While reading the books it annoyed me so much how he wouldn't fuck her or kiss her in a hot way. His romance with Bella and his reasons for holding back were stupid and boring. Though when he left in New Moon. I hated him. After everything they been through he's just going to abandon her just like that. Moron. The whole save your soul thing I did not understand because I wasn't really religious so I did not get it. Now though I still find it stupid and I'm constantly reminded that Stephanie is Mormon. The whole book I'm constantly reminded that Stephanie is a white female Mormon. She grew up as one and your constantly reminded of that in the book and it freaks me out.

(Don't like don't read. Post hate and I'll block you)

#my thoughts #team jacob #jacob black #anti Stephanie Meyers #anti twilight saga #books

[zannolin]

god remember Alias's premise? Sydney gets recruited by who she believes to be the good guys but they're not and her telling Danny got him killed (if i see one more person giving Mia shit for not telling ethan before or after dulvey about her job i'm going to start screaming*)

*before the connections were a threat (and Ethan still suspected her of something and calls her on it she says it "i did lie to you i shouldn't have" in the opening cutscene of the game) tell anyone about what you're doing we're gonna get you and after? the connections were still a threat Ethan and Mia were moved around a bit (they knew about Rose and told Miranda)

the show is enjoyable not perfect (sometimes really stupid i do not like the cloning plot line at all) and I am so happy it ended the way it did them happy alive (and not dead for stupid reasons)

also season three where Sydney vanishes off the face of the fucking earth for two years and Vaughn thinks she's dead? and moves on (should have had more she's a bad guy moments but oh well) good angst such good angst

i quit watching in season three because okay confession, i really liked sydney/vaughn but then once they actually got together i realized i actually liked them pining much better than them you know, together, because they lost all the fun and tension. (also i just love yearning, and sometimes i'm like what if they just yearned for 10 seasons and did basically nothing. so i don't have to deal with romance drama or anything. and that's why tiva got me even if they did end up having a kid sigh i hate kid plots but whatever, i digress.) also i was sooo fed up with the way they were constantly pitting his wife and sydney against each other, and i didn't like her dad at all so i was like "hey dad" (i was watching it with my dad) "when does irina come back?" (in typical me fashion, i see a controversial/likely misunderstood or heavily disliked female character and go is anyone gonna love her or what) and he was like lol...she'll be back later. and my sister was like yeah, for Two Episodes or whatever. and i was like yeah no i'm outta here.

it was a time.

good points about the connections tho i have no idea why we're also talking about mithan (<- has not had her coffee) but yeah ur right

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