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bbreaddog · 5 months

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20 questions writer meme!

Thanks for tagging me @jmrothwell! 😊💕

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

A humble 9 😌

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

24,651

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Julie and The Phantoms, and currently working on my first contribution to Red, White & Royal Blue… 👀 I’ve previously written for Rent The Musical, and (no longer attached to any of my accounts) rpf for Steel Train and fun.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

King of Your Heart (JATP) → Willex ft. Die-hard Willie & Bobby

Rated M, 17.4k words, 10/? Tags: Pirate/Mage AU, Enemies-to-lovers, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort Summary: Willie’s life is constantly in motion, and he’s never wanted it any other way. He doesn’t know how he could function any other way. But right now he sees nothing but blue sea as he sits on his perch, and the endless nothingness is making him incredibly nauseated. - That is, until an enemy ship shows up and Willie finds himself stranded with the most annoyingly handsome guy he's ever met. OR Romantic Willie/Alex with a side of platonic die-hard Willie/Bobby

I’m Thirsty (Rent) → Mark/Roger ft. Maureen

Rated M, 1.4k words, 1/1 Tags: Jealousy, Fluff, Implied sexual content Summary: Maureen's got a new girlfriend. She and Mark have been broken up for at least a month now. So why, to Roger's frustration, does Mark keep inviting Maureen over?

Lonely Blue (Rent) → Mark/Roger

Rated T, 682 words, 1/1 Tags: Modern AU, Hurt/Comfort, Mild Homophobia Summary: When Mark comes out to his parents, it’s a fucking mess

Sunday Morning (Rent) -> Mark/Roger

Rated G, 358 words, 1/1 Tags: Fluff Summary: Mark and Roger being soft and stupid when they wake up in the morning

It’s Not Fair (Rent) -> Mark/Roger

Rated M, 1.2k words, 2/? Tags: Unresolved Sexual Tension, Mild Sexual Cotent, Abandoned Fic Summary: Mark takes in a shaky breath. How is Roger so effortlessly sexy? He’s not even doing anything.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I generally try to, if I have the spoons. There’s something so fun about keysmashing with someone who’s equally excited about what you’ve done with the characters. I’ve also made some meaningful connections through comments, and the likelihood of making new friends that way looks pretty damn good to me!

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

It’s still technically a wip, and it has no title yet… just know my boy Reggie is fucking going through it. But if we’re talking about published fics, I’d say Lonely Blue is definitely upsetting

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

For a cheeky happiest ending: Played It To The Beat (JATP) → Best Friends Julie & Alex

Rated G, 1.4k words, 1/1 Tags: Making a playlist together!, Kind of crack? Summary: Julie has been desperately searching for songs to add to a playlist for what she’s been calling an anniversary party for Flynn, which isn’t for what Alex thought it was going to be.

For the fluffiest happiest ending: I’m The King of the Ocean (JATP) → Willex

Rated T, 503 words, 1/1 Tags: King Of Your Heart AU, Falling In Love, Holding Hands Summary: “I can handle anything.” Alex smirks. “Anything?” “Anyth—” Willie yelps and splutters as he cops a huge splash in his face. Alex explodes with laughter.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I don’t write nearly enough for this to happen

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I used to write explicit smut, but not anymore. I might occasionally allude to an act in my current writing. I have some trauma around specifically writing explicit smut 👍 I still fucking read it tho 😎 I’m doing my part 🫡 And who knows! Maybe I’ll return to writing it one day. You’ll just have to find out ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

No crossovers from me

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I sure hope not 😬

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I know of

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yeah… King Of Your Heart was co-written with someone I no longer speak to. They were a very important person in my life and I cared about them a lot. It also means KOYH is on indefinite hiatus because I have mixed feelings about updating it without them That’s not to say I haven’t written the following chapters though… 👀 (They exist, and if you ask nicely, I might share a private link with you)

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

I don’t think I have one 🤔

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Honestly, so many. But the one that I CONSTANTLY think about is the New Year’s prompt that jmrothwell actually sent me in JANUARY. AND IT’S NOVEMBER NOW. I HAVE NO CLUE HOW TO END IT. WHAT I HAVE SO FAR IS REALLY FUCKING GOOD TOO WHICH MAKES ME SO UPSET 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

16. What are your writing strengths?

Imagery, descriptive stuff. Poetic things. Similes and metaphors. I’m giving an awesome example of that rn 🫡

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Over-explaining, making sentences longer than they need to be

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I like to avoid it. The only other language I know how to write in is Simplified Chinese, and even then my vocab is so limited. Plus, I feel like writing with Asian languages that use characters instead of the Latin alphabet would look really clunky amongst otherwise English prose. Pinyin would be equally as unnatural to read too, imo

19. First fandom you wrote for?

You mean bandom? 😔 our name is fun. 😔 nachel forever (og mutuals know) 😔

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Big fan of Played It To The Beat. BEST FRIENDS JULIE MOLINA & ALEX MERCER SUPREMACY 🛐

Tagging: @floating-in-the-blue, @noworneverphantom, @fiddlepickdouglas, @thesevenumbrellas

#possibly one of the most comprehensive tag games I’ve done #@ppl i tagged: no expectation to do this if you don’t want to :-)#i write things #tag game #about me #mine

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alrightberries · 3 years

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honey, honey (how you thrill me)

request: i loved strawberries and cigarettes but levi just can’t catch a break :(( can we have a super fluffy modern au with boyfriend levi instead? thanks!

request: hi i’m new here and had read your fics. i love your take on levi’s character! Also that your writing is very great to read!😘 (tho that angst really made me cry HARD) if i may request umm... i want a levi x reader fic about them being like an old married couple but they’re not in a relationship ‘yet’ so like everyone ships them. Its a fluffy crack fic/ Reader is like “well you’re clean and I kinda lilke you so...” then levi be like “you’re tolerable and knows how to properly clean.” and then they really ended up married. It’s like the easiest transition from friends to lovers that one day they just said lets get married we act like it anyway whats new 😂. I want fluffs and laughs! Aot is angsty enough we need fluffs with our favorite characters!!

❈ pairing: levi ackerman x reader

❈ genre: fluff, semi-crack. ❈ word count: 4.6k

❈ summary: modern au. In which you and Levi are both professors at the same university, and are painfully unaware that all the students and other staff members have a bet that’s been going on for years now. What’s it about? When you’ll both finally confess to each other and just date already.

❈ trigger warnings: profanity. mentions of sex

a/n: made it gender neutral as per usual. this was really fun to write! makes me think about writing fluff more often (pffft sure)

Trost University was home to many brilliant minds. It was a prestigious school with an acceptance rate of 600 out of 4000 yearly applicants, and producing the finest students; those of which would almost always graduate with high honors before starting a successful career of their choosing.

Its professors, undoubtedly, were of the finest quality as well. They were professional, extremely skilled, and highly trained. It was a workforce full of almost over qualified educators excelling in their respective fields, with master and PhD certificates framed on cubicle walls being the norm in the faculty room.

Erwin himself was proud to be a professor here. He started working as a high school teacher when he was still studying for his master’s degree, shifting from high school teachings to college teachings as years passed by, before eventually getting recognized and offered a job seven years ago by the prestigious school.

His friends— a loving and longterm couple who, as far as he knew, were high school sweethearts and still going strong today— had joined him on this journey as well. He’d known them since they were in college, all studying different fields but aiming for the same career of teaching.

The three of them shared a strong bond; a bond built on study groups, mutual dislike for crappy teachers, and a certain love for education. They were there for him, and he was there for them. He especially disliked it, however, when their relationship went through rough patches. He didn’t like picking sides, and listening to the same story being told from two different perspectives almost always made him want to grab Y/N and Levi’s heads and bash them together for how dumb they were acting.

But despite the differences and occasional fights, he wouldn’t hesitate to say that he trusted them with his life.

So Erwin, for the life of him, couldn’t figure out why he was just now finding out that the power couple he knew and loved wasn’t even a couple at all.

“So, wait.” He speaks, trying to be heard over the crowded cafeteria chatter. “You’re telling me... they’re not a longterm couple?”

“They’re not.” Moblit confirms easily. “Apparently, they’re not even dating.”

“Or so they claim.” Hange interjects. “Y/N and Levi have actual matching rings. Literally— I asked Levi about it once and he said Y/N was his fiancé.”

“But not romantically.” Moblit quickly adds on. “I was there too, he said not romantically.”

“Why would Levi propose to someone he’s not romantically interested in, huh?!” She counters back, a little louder than the brown haired man’s volume.

“I don’t know! Citizenship? Money? Sex—“

“They’re in love! You know they’re in love, you’re just denying it because you want to get in Y/N’s pants.” She huffs. “And because you’re about to lose the bet.”

Erwin’s eyebrows scrunch in confusion. “Bet? What bet?”

“Oh, you don’t know about the bet?” Hange asks. “It’s been going on for, like, five years now. The entire faculty’s in on it.” She begins to chow down on her soup, not offering more of an explanation. Moblit takes this as his cue to expand when he notices Erwin’s blank stare.

“Since you guys joined maybe... seven or so years ago? Everyone just assumed Y/N and Levi were a thing. Because of, y’know, the way they interact with each other. But then five years ago Hange and I asked them when their anniversary was so we could get them some wine, and both of them full on denied even being in a relationship.”

Hange nods, more than a spoonful of soup and a more than generous bite of bread in her mouth. “Yeah, but then I peaked at their faculty files—“

“Peaked at their faculty files?” Erwin murmurs, but he’s ignored.

“—and they have the same home address. They live together!”

“I can confirm that much, at least.” The blonde man answers thoughtfully. “They’ve been sharing a dorm since college but Y/N moved out at some point. They live together in Levi’s apartment now, though.”

“That doesn’t prove anything.” Says Moblit. “They could just be roommates and really good friends.”

“Well I’ll say!” Hange throws her hands in the air. “I caught Y/N sucking Levi’s dick at a party once. Must be one hell of a friendship they have, aye Moblit?”

Her elbow begins nudging the brunette beside her, and Erwin stares with amusement when Moblit starts getting irritated from the eccentric woman’s teasing.

“So what’s the wager?” Erwin asks.

The two professors stop their bickering and share an evil smile. Hange gestures for Erwin to come closer, as if she were about to tell him a secret, and he does just that.

“Whoever wins the bet gets a free meal from Shaw’s Bistro.”

Erwin’s eyes widen. Shaw’s Bistro; the classy high end restaurant with the fancy wine, fancier atmosphere, and the best Japanese Salted Salmon he’s ever had.

It was an expensive restaurant— even for someone with his salary. Erwin knew he could rarely ever eat there unless he wanted to run his bank account dry. And he concludes that this petty bet must be a Pretty Big Fucking Deal.

He squints his eyes. “I’m listening.”

Hange giggles as she continues. “Basically, you have to guess how long it’ll take for Y/N and Levi to finally admit they’re couple. But you can’t choose the same answer as other people in the bet, we can’t afford two winners. Literally.” She gestures to Moblit. “Unless you’re like dumb dumb over there who wagered they’ll never admit it because they’re not a couple—“

“They’re not!”

“—I’m sure you’ll do fine.”

Erwin nods his head, one hand on his chin in thought. He never did explicitly ask whether they were dating or not, he just assumed they were.

He carefully considers his options; be a snoop to his longterm friends and possibly break their trust for joining a foolish bet? Or Japanese Salted Salmon from Shaw’s Bistro?

Hange and Moblit look at him expectantly, smiling when he nods.

“Deal me in.”

The cafeteria was noisy when you walked in.

Students mingled amongst themselves, chatting idly about academics and gossip. Cutlery scraped against each other as people took bites of their meals. Your eyes scanned the crowd, spotting your friends sitting around their usual table and having what seemed to be a heated discussion.

You turned to look at the man beside you. “Did you bring your own lunch today?”

Levi nods as he lifts up a small black bag. “Always do. But I’ll stand next to you in the lunch line so you don’t look like a loner.”

That was Levi Speak for I’ll wait for you.

You smile. “Thanks.”

The brief silence between you is broken when you start talking about your students— how proud you were that Armin was tutoring some of the struggling students in his free time, how terrible Jean was at hiding his crush on Mikasa, how terrible Mikasa was at hiding her crush on Eren (“I don’t even think she’s trying to hide it. At this point, I’m convinced that Eren is either dumb or dense.”)

Levi nods along to your tales, seemingly uninterested and bored. But anyone who knew him well would know he was listening intently as you spoke, every word heard loud and clear and processing in his mind as soon as they left your lips. Occasionally, he would pipe in with his own comments (“Eren’s just dumb.”) but he didn’t engage too much, opting to let you speak and rant on.

Your talkativeness never got on his nerves, contrary to popular belief. He liked listening to your stories, listening to your voice, and seeing the little glint in your eyes when you start talking passionately about your students. He overall just liked being around you. You were cleaner than most people he knew. You were tolerable. Sometimes a pain in the ass, but still tolerable.

But what does get on his nerves, however, is being ‘secretly’ watched by his friends.

Once he’s sure you’re not looking, he turns his head in the direction of their table, murderous glare prominent on his face. Hange, Moblit, and Erwin quickly snap their heads down and pretend to eat, but Levi knew they were definitely staring.

“Oh crap, I forgot my free meal card.” He hears you mumble beside him. He hadn’t even realized you were already standing in front of the counter.

“Figures. You have the memory of a gold fish.” Levi comments off-handedly.

He hands the cashier his free meal card and grabs your tray for you, and you silently took the coat that Levi had swung over his arm to carry with you instead. You knew he’d hate for it to get dirtied by any accidental soup splashing.

“So, what’s happening on your end of the gossip?” You ask, both making your way to your usual table with friends.

Levi shrugs. “The brats are doing well on their thesis. Their grammar is shit though; makes you wonder how they graduated high school.”

You snicker. “You say that now but tomorrow pull an all-nighter to help them study and revise.”

“You’re not one talk. You scheduled two different consultations between classes and three more after your shift.”

“I can’t help it, okay?! You know I have a soft spot for the kids from the 104th.”

Of course he did. He knew of your affection for that specific group of students— admittedly, he held a twinge of affection for them too.

They were part of the first class you ever taught in your entire teaching career. At the time, you both worked at some crappy school in the 104th district. And to see the kids now, all grown up and studying at a prestigious college, it made your heart swell. And Levi’s heart... well, suffice to say it cracked some of the ice around it.

“That soft spot of yours is making you lose sleep.” He scolds. “I’ll take some of the consultations off your hands. The lil shits deserve a teacher who isn’t half asleep.”

Again, that was Levi Speak for Don’t overwork yourself, let me help.

You jokingly slap his arm. “That’s rude!”

“I know.”

Your conversation is interrupted when you finally arrived at the table, Levi setting down your tray in front of you and you handing him back his coat as you sat down next to each other.

“Hey.” You greet your friends, and Levi silently unpacks his lunch. “What were you guys talking about? It looked pretty intense.”

“Oh, nothing, nothing.” Hange waved off. “Just the usual. Grading papers, grading lab experiments, grading essays. The usual.”

You nod, unconvinced but letting it slide. “I see.”

The table is once again filled with laughter and conversations. Banter was thrown around here and there, mostly between you, Hange, and Moblit as you debated about films and TV shows. Levi and Erwin stuck to light chatter, but it didn’t go unnoticed to the shorter man when Erwin’s eyes squinted as Levi placed his arm around the back of your chair like he always did, or when Hange tried to hide her squeal when he wiped some excess soup from the corner of your lips.

Something was up.

It was about ten minutes into lunch when your phone began to ring, a notification from a reminder app you downloaded. You picked up your phone and sighed as you read your schedule.

“Gotta go. I have a meeting in a few.” You mutter, beginning to clean up your tray and utensils; you were a little disappointed. You didn’t even get to finish your soup.

Levi eyes you and the way you kept glancing back and forth between your soup and the clock. He sighs before he speaks, “I’ll take care of your dishes and buy you lunch later. Just go.”

“No, no, I can— fuck!” You yell when the bowl of soup is accidentally knocked over, spilling over your jacket.

Levi silently offers you his handkerchief to clean yourself up. He starts using napkins to clean the table as well, before taking the coat he brought and giving it to you.

“Use this for now.”

You smile at him once again, taking your coat off and slipping on his as you stood up. “Thanks.”

He doesn’t flinch (or react for that matter) when you kiss his cheek before you left, only letting out a small hum of acknowledgement as you waved goodbye to your friends and made your way to the meeting.

Once you were out of view, Hange’s smile immediately drops in favor of too serious eyes as she starts interrogating Levi.

“Okay, cut the crap, Ackerman. How long have you—“

“Hange, no, we’ve talked about this.” Erwin tries to reason but his pleas fall on deaf ears as she continues.

“How long have you and Y/N been dating?”

Ah. So that’s what it was about.

Levi sighs and continues to chew on his bread. He unenthusiastically stares at the woman yelling at him, swallowing his meal before speaking, “I’ve told you before and I’ll tell you again: we’re not.”

“Bullshit!” She yells. “You guys are a disgusting old married couple who have two adopted children—“

“Dogs.” Levi corrects boredly, but just like everyone else at the table, he’s ignored as Hange continues her tirade.

“—have matching sweaters, do small bullshit for each other like paying for meals and lending your coats. And for god’s sake, they literally just kissed your cheek even though you hate human contact.”

She finishes her rant but Levi looks unphased. God, she wanted to punch his dumb and oblivious face so bad.

“Those are normal things normal friends do. I’m not surprised you wouldn’t know, four-eyes.” Says Levi, but Hange is unaffected and already used to his abrasive words.

Levi continues. “We don’t do anything beyond what’s considered friendship.”

Hange squints her eyes in suspicion. “Didn’t Y/N move into your apartment?”

“Yeah. Their landlord was shit.”

“Where I caught you having sex?”

“We’re fuck buddies and you don’t know how to knock.”

“But you introduced them to your mom as your fiancé?”

“I lied so she would stop bugging me about getting married.”

“You literally have a shared bank account and a shared retirement fund!”

“It’s easier to keep track of.”

“Damn it, Levi!”

Armin stares at the study guide in front of him, mind half processing the words and half... not. Quite frankly, he starts to wonder if the papers you’d given him were written in gibberish or some dead language no one spoke anymore.

You see him struggle to understand the sheet of paper in front of him, and sigh.

“Need a little help there, Armin?” You offer but he shakes his head. “I’m okay. I think I can understand this if I read through it more, it’s my friends I’m worried about.”

He glances beside him where the rest of his study group also stared the papers, each face painted with a unique mixture of confusion and dread.

You weren’t surprised, however. The readings for this module were quite complex, and the fact that your brightest students— Armin and Mikasa— were struggling with it made you feel a little bit hopeless for the rest of your class. Truth be told, even though you taught this topic countless of times, you weren’t entirely sure how to simplify it without leaving out too much information.

“Okay, how about this, we could—“ A soft knock interrupts your sentence, and you stare at the students in front of you to remember if you were expecting any more. It seemed like everyone was here, however, so you weren’t sure who was at the door.

“It’s me.” Came Levi’s voice, almost like he heard your inner monolgue.

“Come in!” You called out, focus shifting back to the paper in front of you as you heard the door open and close.

Okay, so I guess I could take this part and summarize it for them? Or would that still be too complicated? No, maybe I can—

“Ah, it’s that topic.” Levi mumurs, snapping you out of your thoughts. His face was directly next to yours as he stared intently at the papers you held. “No wonder you all look like you’re about to crap your pants.”

“Language, Levi. Not in front of the students.” You scold.

“They curse more than I do.”

“Still.”

He ignores your comment as he hands you a brown paper bag, pulling a chair out to sit next to you. He grabs the paper from your hands to look over the study guide you prepared, undoubtedly trying to figure out a way to simplify it as well.

“What’s this?” You ask, opening the paper bag.

“Bought you dinner.” He replies, eyes not leaving the paper in front of him. “I figured you’d forget again.”

As if on cue, your stomach suddenly starts feeling empty. It was impossible that you were hungry, though. You just had lunch. And after lunch you had some meetings to attend to, a couple classes, some last minute consultations, and— okay. Maybe it’d been a couple hours since lunch, but it couldn’t be that bad. A brief glance at the clock confirms that—

“Holy shit, it’s almost 8pm.”

“Language, Y/N. Not in front of the students.”

“Kiss my ass.”

“Gladly.”

The students in front of you let out a loud groan, faces over exaggeratedly contorted in disgust at your and Levi’s conversation.

Levi glimpses up at them and raises his eyebrow in question, while you jokingly roll your eyes.

“Alright, I think we should continue our consultation another time.” You said, beginning to pack up your teaching materials as the students did the same. “It’s getting late and curfew’s at 8pm. I’d better not see any of you outside the dorms.”

You knew you would though. It’s Friday night, there’s a bar across the street, and they’re teenagers. What could possibly go wrong?

You turn to Levi and hand him the keys. “You go ahead to the car, I’ll finish packing up.”

“It’s alright, I’ll wait for you in the hallway.” Levi takes the car keys as he stands up, walking out the door once again and leaving you alone with your students.

As you began to arrange your papers and clear the table, you start to remind them, “Okay, so we can discuss chapters—“

“Are you and Professor Ackerman dating?” Eren asks curiously, earning a shove from Jean and a silent threat to shut up, dumbass.

You chuckle. “No, Eren. We’re not.”

He gives you a doubtful look, one which you only return with a curious face.

“What’s with that look?” You ask, and he shrugs.

“You should date him— ow, what?!” He speaks, getting shoved by both Reiner and Jean this time before Mikasa pulls them off of him. You pause from your task.

“Okay, I’ll humor you. Why should I date him?”

The students share a look, daring each other to respond to your bold question. A few tense moments pass by and you smugly continue packing your papers. Yeah, you figured no one would—

“He’s nicer when he’s with you.” To your surprise, it was Mikasa who answers.

Unsure how to answer but still wanting to remain professional, you nod your head without looking up from your task. “Duly noted. Now go on, I know you have parties to attend to. I won’t hold you here much longer.”

The students laughed as they said their goodbyes; you held the door open for them until everyone was out before you left as well, shutting down the lights and locking the room once more.

A warm hand makes its way to the small of your back, and you smile.

“Hey.” Levi greets.

“Hey.” You repeat. “You read to go?”

“Yeah.”

“Wanna share my dinner when we get back home?”

“...yeah.”

He takes the stack of paper from your arms, his free hand reaching out for your own. You walked down the hallway in relative silence, interlocked hands swinging slightly from every step.

From the opposite corner of the hallway, the students’ prying eyes observe the small interaction; the two professors remained completely unaware that they were being watched.

“Told you they were a thing.” Ymir gloats, and the group snickers as Reiner irritatedly hands her some money.

Something was wrong.

If there was one thing Erwin knew from the nearly two decade long friendship he shared with you and Levi, it was when something was wrong.

It didn’t go unnoticed to him when Levi didn’t open your side of the car door as he usually would when you arrived at the parking lot; when he made a beeline for his cubicle in the faculty instead of helping you get settled first; when you didn’t make a fresh pot of tea for him before classes started; when your small sweet gestures throughout the day were kept to a minimal; and most importantly, when neither you nor Levi wore your matching gold rings.

The faculty was nearly empty, save for himself, Hange, Moblit, and the two people who were having a lover’s quarrel. The entire day went by without seeing you two walk side by side like you usually would, and Erwin was pretty sure Levi’s permanent frown somehow got deeper.

Yeah. Something was horribly wrong.

“Pssst.” Erwin hears from the desk next to his. He turns around and is met with Hange and Moblit’s curious gazes.

“The hell happened to those two? Trouble in paradise?” Hange asks, eyeing Y/N and Levi’s grouchy faces and refusal to acknowledge each others’ existence as they each packed their things. She adds on, “Are they getting divorced?” Only to be reminded by Moblit that “They’re not dating.”

Erwin shrugs, answering Hange’s question. “No idea.”

Moblit chimes in, “I heard Petra tried asking Levi out yesterday and now Y/N is jealous.”

She scoffs. “Y/N isn’t the jealous type. Besides, Petra’s part of the bet so that means she thinks they’re going to get together.”

“I’m part of the bet and I don’t think they’re going to get together.” Moblit points out. “And Petra stares at Levi the way Levi stares at Y/N.”

“Full of disdain and irritation?” Hange asks.

“No,” Erwin finally interjects. “Full of love and admiration.”

“Can the three of you creeps keep your mouths shut?” Hange, Erwin, and Moblit’s heads snapped to the direction of the voice, eyes meeting a pissed off Levi with a pissed off Y/N beside him. It seems like their hushed whispering wasn’t so hushed at all.

“When you gossip about our private life the least you could do is wait until we’ve left the room.” You gritted.

“No, it wasn’t-” Hange tries to defend herself but is cut off by Levi, “We already heard you talking. Now out with it before I change my mind about letting this slide.”

The three guilty professors sigh, sharing a look before Erwin decides to come clean. “We’re concerned for you.” He starts. “You’ve been ignoring each other the entire day and whatever this fight is, it’s the worst one I’ve seen you have.”

You sigh. “Listen, it’s not that we don’t appreciate your concern, it’s just that-”

“-it’s just that it’s none of your goddamn business.” Levi interjects and you immediately glare at his rudeness.

“Shut it, Levi. I don’t have time for your bull.”

“And I don’t have time for your petty lies.”

The three watched as you and Levi begin to quarrel, sharp words and irritated glares thrown around with each passing second. Your voices overlapped with each other as Erwin tried to make sense of what it was you were even fighting about, some words about betrayal in the highest degree and ruining a good thing and a relationship built on lies being the few words he understands.

Finally, he has enough.

“Stop.” Erwin says loudly but firmly. The two of you pause from your bickering him and stare at him incredulously; he continues to speak, “We’re not teenagers anymore, we’re grown adults. I’m getting tired of playing mediator whenever you fight but if I have to do it again so you stop yelling, then I will.”

He sighs. “Now what the hell are you two fighting about?”

“Y/N started it.” “Levi started it.” You say at the same time, and Erwin feels a headache coming but decides to ignore it.

“You didn’t answer my question.”

The two of you stare at each other angrily, almost daring the other to back down. This goes on for a few seconds before Levi finally sighs and speaks.

“Y/N thinks lemon scented detergent is better than lavender scented detergent.”

Hange and Moblit snicker but quickly shut up when Erwin gives them a look. He wasn’t even surprised that a fight as small and menial as this would be the fight that tears his favorite power couple apart.

“It is and you know it.” You reply defiantly and Levi groans in frustration, hand holding his head in disbelief as he quietly mutters, “I can’t believe I’m marrying someone who thinks lemon is better than lavender.”

At that, Hange’s ears perk up. “You’re getting married?!” She screams, and the two of you look at her in confusion, fight suddenly forgotten.

“Yeah, next week.” You reply wearily. “We emailed you the invites.”

If Erwin thought your bickering was loud, then the squeal that Hange let out was nothing short of deafening as she suddenly lunges at the couple, forcing them into a group hug as she cheers, “I knew it! I fucking knew it! You are together.”

Levi scoffs. “Don’t be silly, it’s for tax purposes. Apparently the bank won’t approve the loan for our new house unless we’re legally wed; something about tax fraud.”

“House?” Moblit echoes. “Don’t you already live together?”

You nod. “Yeah, but we figured the kids-”

“Dogs.” Levi corrects.

“-deserve a yard to run around in. Our apartment’s getting too cramped for the four of us.”

“Don’t ruin this for me!” Hange yells. “I have a wedding to plan.”

Levi sighs. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, four-eyes. There isn’t going to be a ceremony. We’re going to a court house to get our marriage license approved. That’s it.”

“And we invited you and Erwin to be our witnesses.” You explained. “There isn’t going to be a celebration but we’re going to host a small dinner party for close friends and family.We’d greatly appreciate it if you can RSVP to the emails within the week so we know how much food to prepare.”

The three professors nod, each exchanging pleasant smiles. It wasn’t the wedding invite they were hoping to receive but it was still a wedding invite nonetheless, and they weren’t about to burst your bubble.

“Hold on a second,” Erwin mutters, suddenly remembering one detail. “Where are your rings?” He gestures to your ringless hands.

“We had them engraved with our initials. Makes things more believable.” Levi answers. “If you’re done with the dumb questions, we’ll go ahead now.”

He doesn’t wait for them to answer as he holds your hand in his, walking you out of the faculty room and into the hallway as he pretends not to notice his friends giggling like teenagers at the information you just shared.

“So...” You start, giving him a warm smile as you squeezed his hand. “Do you think they’re catching on?”

Levi lets out a rare smile, eyes softening as he looks at you. “No. They’re too dumb to know we’re actually together. They’ll eat up whatever bullshit explanation we come up with.”

“Okay, but remind me again why we have to keep pretending like we’re not actually together and not actually getting married next week?”

He brings your hand up to his lips, kissing your knuckles affectionately before placing his hand on the small of your back.

“Does it bother you that they don’t know?” He asks, and you hum as you think it through. “No. It’s actually really entertaining.” You laugh. “But why don’t you want them to know?”

He shrugs, pulling you closer to him. “That’s what they get for placing stupid bets.”

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#tis cute tis cute #ngl i hope i didn't make it too long like last time #i have a bad habit of writing innner monologues too long lmao #writing #levi ackerman x reader #levi x reader #levi ackerman imagine #levi imagine #snk x reader #shingeki no kyojin x reader #snk imagine #shingeki no kyojin imagine #aot x reader #attack on titan x reader #aot imagine #attack on titan imagine

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riotwritesthings · 3 years

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“Hey Tony”

WinterIron, T | AO3

Two fic in one day?! See what happened was. Stella sent me This Post, and after I finished laughing until I cried she said “Bucky and Tony tho.” And then my friends begged. And here we are I have no regrets.

Title: “Hey Tony” Collaborator: Riot @starkbucksbingo Square Filled: B1, AU: High School/College @tonystarkbingo (card 4052) Square Filled: R4, All’s Well That Ends Well Ship/Main Pairing: WinterIron Rating: T Major Tags/Warnings: vague non-powered college AU, Steve as the very sick of this best friend. Summary: Steve points out that Bucky never calls Tony by his actual name. Bucky doesn’t believe him, until he does. Word Count: 811

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"You're full of shit," Bucky declares.

Steve narrows his eyes, clearly unimpressed. "Have you seriously not noticed?"

"That you're delusional and creepily obsessed with my love life?" Bucky asks, narrowing his own eyes right back, "Because I'm definitely noticing now."

"You literally have not called him by name since you started dating," Steve insists, setting his pencil down because apparently this is more important than studying.

"What, are you stalkin' me? How could you possibly know that?"

"I have my sources," Steve replies with a sniff, like Bucky doesn't know that means Natasha.

"Well you and your sources are wrong," Bucky grumbles, and pointedly turns his attention back to the textbook spread out on the coffee table in front of them.

Because sure, maybe he's gone a little overboard with the petnames since he started dating Tony, but he's sure it's not that bad. He just... likes the way Tony always gets that pleased little curl to his smile, the way his eyes shine and the lightest flush rises in his cheeks.

"Prove it," Steve challenges, and then raises his voice to be heard over Bucky's loud sigh as he insists "Just call him his actual name and see what happens."

"If I do, can we please go back to studying?" Bucky whines, because he wants to be done with this already.

Steve's nose winkles, but he says "Fine. Be prepared to be proven embarrassingly wrong."

Bucky sighs and rolls his eyes, but leans back on the couch so he can see into the kitchen where Tony is set up at the table because 'I can't watch the two of you do math, I love you Buckaroo but it causes me actual physical pain.’ Sure, Steve had asked why Tony was even in their apartment to study then, but Bucky had just glared at him until he let it go.

There is no room for Steve and his pesky logic here, and the last thing Bucky wants is for Tony to go back to his own dorm.

Bucky gets maybe a little distracted just watching Tony frown at his own book as he blindly shoves potato chips into his mouth, because it's adorable, and when Steve elbows him he huffs and calls out "Hey Tony, can you bring me a drink next time you get up?"

Tony's head snaps up before Bucky is even halfway through the sentence, his eyes wide and panicked and his mouth full of chips as he demands "What'd you just call me?"

"Tony," Bucky repeats slowly, and does his best to ignore the fact that he can feel Steve already shaking with laughter beside him.

"Why?" Tony asks plaintively, apparently completely forgetting about his mouthful of food in favor of fixing Bucky with a distressed look that is somehow both heartbreaking and kind of hilarious. "Am I in trouble?" He asks when Bucky doesn't respond, and then his eyes widen a litte "What is today?!"

Bucky feels a fond smile growing on his face as Tony glances around the small kitchen, as if expecting to find a conveniently located calendar, and then frantically grabs for his phone to check the date.

"Baby," Bucky says, or tries to say, but the word gets caught in his chest along with a laugh and Tony whips his head up to stare at him again.

"Why did you call me Tony?" He asks again, a definite whine in his voice now, "What is it, what did I forget?!"

Bucky tries to respond, he really does, but all that comes out is a barely repressed laugh and when he glances over Steve has his bright red face buried in his hands and his entire body is shaking with his efforts not to crack up.

"Speak to me!" Tony wails from the kitchen, probably spewing crumbs everywhere because he still has a mouthful of food, but it's the wet shine to his eyes that has Bucky shoving himself up off the couch.

He quickly crosses the tiny apartment and leans down to wrap his arms around Tony, burying his face in Tony's messy hair. "I'm sorry sugar," he coos over Tony's continued confused noises,"It didn't mean anything, I swear doll face. I just... didn't realize I never call you that."

"I told you!" Steve crows from the next room.

"Shut up Steve," Bucky calls back, arms still wrapped tight around Tony even though it means he has to awkwardly hunch down over the kitchen chair, "this isn't about you anymore!"

"Yeah stuff it Steven, no one is talking to you!" Tony shouts back, clinging just as tightly to Bucky's arm over his chest and at least it sounds like he's finally swallowed all his chips.

Steve gets up and stomps off to his room, muttering something that sounds a lot like a threat to tell this story at their inevitable wedding.

#my fic #winteriron #tsbmiv #sbb2020 #Starkbucksbingo2020 #starkbucks #bucky/tony

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lassieposting · 3 years

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Hey, I saw you did a hc thing for Scaracen/Dexter and I was wondering if you could do one for Ghastly/Skulduggery?? (I love the pairing but there is no content and it makes me sad) Hope you are having a good time :)

I genuinely thought I had done this for ghasdug but apparently not? I can't find it anyway

There is content in my ghasdug tag but tbh in my experience the ghasdug shippers are on discord mostly...hit me up

ANYWAY

So. Ghasdug. Ghastly wants skug from the start.

They're 16 when they meet. Ghastly gets a bit seasick and doesn't really want to go anywhere by ship, but his mama tells him he needs to, there's something important for him on that ship, that one right there, and he trusts her enough to know that she's clearly foreseen something and to just go with it.

By the time they get back to shore, he's already thinking, it's you. I was supposed to meet you.

They head back to Dublin together. Ghastly's mama takes one look at this awkward, skinny, skittish child and decides she's adopting him, and skug moves into their farmhouse and is subsequently freaked the fuck out by his very first experience of A Loving Family. Ghastly's mother like, hugs him and reminds him to wear a coat and clips his ear for swearing and makes sure he eats breakfast. He is semiferal and not used to any of this.

For a few months they settle into a comfortable routine:

- Ghastly's father spends the week making clothes, then does commission deliveries one day and takes hats and boots and suchlike to the market the next.

- Ghastly's mother has a job as a barmaid, where she gets to regularly crack some skulls and socialise, which is great for her because she is both a short-n-stocky powerhouse and a giant extrovert.

- The boys spend most of their time together, and they're supposed to do the bulk of the chores. It's not a large commercial farm - they have a vegetable garden, and some chickens, and an old carthorse, and maybe a couple of goats or a cow for milk and cheese. Ghastly and Skug are supposed to cut firewood and feed the animals and fetch groceries from the market and milk the milkable animal and fix this and repair that. All the things the parents dont have time for

Which. Is great in theory but skug has never had to do a hard day's work in his lazy aristocratic life, and develops a severe and immediate allergy to manual labour, so actually ghastly tends to do most of the chores while skug skives off and naps in the sun or chats up the girls who live on the neighbouring smallholding over the fence

And like, therein lies the problem, because they are both solidly in the grip of that cruel mistress called puberty and like. Skug was a fuckin weird-looking child. He had big ears and a sharp nose and a bunch of missing teeth and his limbs were all too long for him. But he's now rapidly growing into all the features that made him an unfortunate child, and it's already clear that he's going to be one of those people who will, inevitably, grow into handsome young men.

Which is like. Fine. Ghastly doesn't care. He's not jealous or anything. He doesn't feel a twinge when the neighbour girls only speak to him to ask about Skulduggery. Nobody here is bitter.

It's a good thing, he tells himself. Nobody will want to marry him anyway, so he's glad skug is around now so Mother can harass him to meet a nice girl and give her grandchildren. At least someone will probably want to have children with skug.

He has a dream about skug not long before his 17th. They share the attic room, and when he startles awake, skug is smirking at him from the opposite bed and asking "who is she?" and ghastly thinks oh no. He's painfully embarrassed and awkward about it, and skug rolls over and stretches and says, "relax, bespoke, your secret is safe with me" and all ghastly can focus on is that he's actually been putting some muscle on lately and when he stretches like that it does funny things to ghastly's insides.

- they start riding into town in the evenings to meet up with hopeless at the tavern, play cards and flirt with pretty girls. Or rather, skug flirts with pretty girls. He's all legs and freckles and elegant clothes, and they hang off his every word. Ghastly knows they will never look at him like that. He's Skulduggery's ugly friend. Girls only approach him to ask about skug

- and he gets it! Skug is unfairly attractive! And he's witty, and clever, and sometimes when ghastly wakes up first he stays very quiet so he can watch skug sleep, the way the dawn turns his hair to burnished copper, the way his curls fall across his forehead and the patterns his freckles make on his skin. Skug is an affectionate, tactile drunk, and hopeless looks at ghastly with something like pity whenever skug rests his chin on ghastly's shoulder or leans his head on ghastly's knee or wants a piggyback back to where they tied the horse, and ghastly takes what little he can get and says nothing.

- they're coming home drunk in the pouring rain one night, later than usual, riding doubled up on ghastly's carthorse. ghastly is behind, loosely holding on around skug's waist, and the whole way home all he can think about is how close they are and how much he wants to lean in and put his mouth on skug's neck, and by halfway home he's reduced to silently begging his semi not to pop a full on hard-on until they're home, when skug will crash like always and ghastly can take care of himself in private

- when they get home, they're locked out, which is what they get for coming home well after ghastly's parents are asleep, but this isn't a one off and ghastly's mother always leaves blankets for them to sleep in the barn. so they put the horse away and give her a rub-down/groom together and skug's shirt is practically see-through and his hair is plastered to his skull and ghastly can't take his eyes off the visible jut of collarbone where the neck of skug's shirt is undone and skug makes a couple jokes about it when their eyes meet, how ghastly has been brushing the same bit of horse for as long as it's taken skug to do half his side, but then the third time he laughs and teases, "if i didn't know better, bespoke, I'd say you wanted me" and ghastly will forever blame the alcohol but he doesn't even think about it? It comes out before he can stop himself, before he has time to remember what it could do to their friendship

- he says, "what if i did?"

- skug goes quiet for a minute, and it's a tense sort of quiet, not the thick, cloying tension that comes before a storm or an argument but the light, vibrating tension that comes with standing on a cliff's edge or drawing a bowstring, and then he ducks under the horse's head to come around to ghastly's side. He's still a little shorter than ghastly, still has to look up ever so slightly to meet his eyes.

- skug says, "do you?" like it's still half a joke, and there's a chance to back out right there, to laugh and deny it and let this become an amusing footnote at the bottom of their friendship, but ghastly ignores it. "yes."

- skug shrugs, his lip quirking, and says, "so have me."

- ghastly learns a lot that night. he also accidentally blurts "i love you" when he comes, but nobody's perfect and he's...relatively...sure skug was too distracted to have been paying attention, so he'll count that as a massive win

- morning finds them in the hayloft, tangled up in the blankets left out for them, regretting their choice of tavern beverages and, in ghastly's case, sporting a classic case of morning wood. He's kind of hoping he'll get lucky again with sleepy morning sex but skug is disgustingly hungover and just wants to burrow his head into ghastly's chest to block out the light and go back to sleep so like, out of luck.

- when skug has slept off the booze a bit more, Ghastly awkwardly broaches the question of "just how drunk were you" and they establish that they both remember fucking, neither of them regrets it, and the attraction is apparently mutual? Which is a mindfuck for self-conscious teenage ghastly, because, like, why tho

- they both get to do the walk of shame into the house when ghastly's parents wake up. Ghastly's shirt hides the nail marks skug left on his back nicely; sadly, the same cannot be said for the giant hickey he left on skug's throat, and he is eternally grateful to his parents for not bringing it up (he'll allow his mother her raised eyebrows. She did it quietly)

- they just sort of? happen, after that. There's no conversation about what they are to one another, so there are several crossed wires and feelings get hurt, but they always move past it. They both have phases of going off with someone else - but they keep ending up back together regardless of how much they argue.

#skulduggery pleasant #ghasdug #sp headcanons #nsft mention #the slightest sprinkling of smut #sp getting together meme

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luuxxart · 3 years

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THIS IS ME ASKING FOR YOUR FERDITHEABERT HEADCANONS I didn't even know how badly I needed this ot3!!

THABK YOU FOR ENABLIGN ME

SO MUCH under the cut

I’m gonna go with individual ships first and then branch into ferditheabert that way it’s easier to sort of chronicle ???

Also someone remind me to write a fic one day im literally going to go through an entire plotline over here sndmdkdkdkd

Pre-Timeskip Ferdithea

I think this one would be the one that would happen first

I’m a whore for canon so everything definitely happens according to the supports imo

Ferdinand sort of just goes with the flow and is nice to everyone but anyone with eyes can see he’s madly in love with Dorothea

Just absolutely head over heels like

“If you asked me to jump off a bridge right now I would go do it” kind of head over heels madly in love

Dorothea is aware but is trying very hard not to be

She doesn’t really get it because she’s still under the impression he was gawking at her in the fountain and suddenly feels guilty about it now that they’re pretty much on the same pedestal

And as Dorothea navigates how she feels about Ferdinand and his adoration of her, she turns to Hubert’s relationship with Edelgard

Pre-Timeskip Huberthea

Dorothea pesters Hubert endlessly about his feelings for Edelgard

Knowing that his feelings for her aren’t romantic is relieving, but she’s not sure why

Especially because this now makes Ferdinand’s doting on her even more confusing

So she hangs around Hubert, much to his annoyance, to see what fuels his drive for Edelgard

She ends up doing a few tasks with him like buying some Bergamot, polishing axes, and eventually uh

They touch hands

While harvesting some Noa Fruit

And the ensuing weekend dinner with the Professor becomes all the more awkward because of course the Professor is playing matchmaker after noticing the time they’ve been spending together

Then one day Dorothea notices Hubert drinking coffee and is like

Holy shit that stuff we used to drink to stay up for five fucking acts of an opera how do you drink that

But he makes a bombass brew and suddenly the caffeine addiction is back

They don’t really talk about the almost-touches and the wistful talks about romance that don’t really go anywhere

But Dorothea manages to convince Hubert to do some things for himself (like planting coffee beans in the greenhouse and like vent)

And Hubert’s errands for Edelgard takes Dorothea’s mind off the stress of finding a suitor

Because devotion to someone or something is ,,, honestly a lot more important than money

And holy shit maybe there’s something to Ferdinand’s actions?????

Oh well better ignore it for now

Pre-Timeskip Ferdibert

But this is where it gets cOMPLICATED folks

Hubert is VERY aware that what he has with Dorothea is bordering romantic but he’s trying to push that down a because he feels like he doesn’t deserve someone who could be as devoted to him as he is to them

He’s ALSO trying to push down his feelings for Ferdinand mostly because he knows that Ferdinand is currently pursuing Dorothea

So Hubert is caught in the middle between the two

If at all, he tries to focus a little more on his attraction to Ferdinand because he understands that Dorothea is currently not interested in either one of them

(or else she would’ve said something, right????)

Also, due to Ferdinand being heir apparent to the prime ministry, Hubert has an excuse to keep watch over him

I mean

What can I say except Hubert is morosexual

He wants someone to fix/take care of and currently Dorothea is not exhibiting that need

Ferdinand tho? dude would literally lose his head if it weren’t attached to his neck

Eventually Hubert draws up a proposal to have a double prime ministry so that he can overlook Ferdinand’s actions in the future

He ends up tucking the draft into a drawer, but the idea tends to sit at the tip of his tongue every time he sees Ferdinand

He’s afraid Ferdinand will see it for what it is

A proposal proposal

And that’s exactly what it is

And he (no thoughts) talks to Dorothea about it and she (head empty) encourages him to propose it at the dance

Pre-Timeskip Goddess Tower

so after presumably edelethy actions have happened and the goddess tower becomes unoccupied,

Hubert asks Ferdinand to accompany him up to the tower for the government proposal™️

Ferdinand doesn’t suspect anything

But then they get up there and Dorothea is there, waiting to pour her heart out to Hubert because she realizes if she doesn’t nip it in the bud, she’ll never have a devoted suitor (and also she still doesn’t realize that this is a proposal proposal)

So then it basically becomes that spiderman meme with all the spidermen pointing at each other because they all have dumb stupid crushes on each other

Problem is they’re all young and dumb and they don’t know how to sort it out so they just don’t and leave

Post-Timeskip Ferdithea

So war happens and everyone’s pretty distant from each other

Then the Professor comes back and is extremely upset to see all the rifts between everyone

So everyone kind of tries

But that’s hard because it’s been five years and the rifts are now pretty much ravines

Ferdinand finally gets the nerve up to talk to Dorothea again because he’s at his breaking point

He can’t stand not talking to either of them and Dorothea’s more open to talking

Their A support happens and Dorothea finally understands why Ferdinand did the things he did

ONLY PROBLEM IS

NOW HUBERT/EDELGARD IS VERY CONFUSING AGAIN

Post-Timeskip Huberthea

So Dorothea finally confronts Hubert again and asks him again if he truly loves Edelgard

He decidedly does not

He also decidedly does not want to speak to Dorothea after the Goddess Tower Incident

Dorothea begs him to at least speak to Ferdinand

Hubert considers this

Post-Timeskip Ferdibert

Meanwhile, Ferdinand is mending the bridge between himself and Hubert

They have their A+ Support

They start doing missions together

And after Hubert protects Ferdinand from a close call with a Faerghus fusillade, Ferdinand starts to see what Dorothea saw in Hubert

Uh the devotion that is

Now Ferdiberthea :)

So have i said devotion enough yet? Because that’s the name of the game

And Dorothea fuckiNg misses Hubert

and Ferdinand is pretty much spending all his time with Hubert so Dorothea ends up missing him a lot too

(Also at this point both Ferdithea/ferdibert have become an unspoken thing around Garreg Mach and everyone is VERY confused)

(Except the Professor who is watching their matchmaking attempts come to fruition)

So anyway Dorothea has Edelgard arrange for her to go on the next mission with Hubert and Ferdinand

And OOPS ITS WINTER AND THEY ALL GET STRANDED IN A SMALL TOWN WITH ONLY A ONE BED ROOM OPEN AT AN INN

it’s a king size don’t worry

They just have to get used to each other’s company for a long Pegasus Moon

Ferdinand catches onto the coldness between Hubert and Dorothea so he tries to find situations to get them alone together

So after a couple of those moments, Hubert and Dorothea have a colder version of their A support out in the small town market

There’s some crying, some consoling, and a passionate makeout back at the inn followed by Ferdinand reaping the spoils by joining in

When they get back to Garreg Mach, they become an impervious wall of magic and equestrian fighting

They also become an impervious wall of love and devotion

Miscellaneous headcanons

Ferdinand always sleeps in the middle just because Hubert and Dorothea can be all over each other one minute, and suddenly need space the next

It’s not that they don’t like each other, they’re just both A LOT sometimes

Dorothea and Hubert often stay up longer than Ferdinand because they are very avid coffee drinkers

They double team carrying him back to the bedroom if he ends up nodding off at a late night war meeting

One thing to keep in mind is that I also headcanon Hubert as trans

And so he has met Dorothea at an opera in person before Garreg Mach, she just doesn’t recognize him, and he’s gonna let it stay that way

But it was with her that he was introduced to coffee, which sort of helped him through Edelgard’s disappearance (if you count staying up until the crack of dawn to plan ways to rescue her as “help”)

Hubert will never admit that he’s sick because he is devoted to his royal duties

so Dorothea and Ferdinand take turns staying with him to make sure he doesn’t move and fulfilling his duties in his absence

Ferdinand is still very fuCking reckless and hes even more reckless in war so it takes both dark knight!Hubert and gremory!Dorothea (riding on Hubert’s horse usually) to keep great knight!Ferdinand in check

Were you also disappointed that Dorothea wasn’t a theater/opera kid meme? Me too.

Anyway she is. And so is Ferdinand. So they convert Hubert into operakidism and then proceed to annoy the rest of the black eagles endlessly with opera songs and dance numbers

Listen, if u haven’t seen the Manuela/Ferdinand supports,,, like

Manuela is an enabler of the opera kids just saying

also it is no secret that Ferdinand is a horse girl and he ends up turning the other two into horse girls as well and eventually the rest of the black eagles have to ban horses from conversation entirely

Pegasi were already banned from conversation because of Hubert

Eventually the three get married and have a couple kids by mage

They take an annual winter vacation in a small town to rekindle any sparks they might lose in the stress of governance

#IF YOU PUT A DIME IN YOU GET THE WHOLE SONG BUDDY #the A supports i mentioned can be found on the fire emblem wiki but i want ot show up in the tags so i cant link them here :(#fe3h #ferdithea #huberthea #ferditheabert #i am tagging all of them bc honestly you can probably take some choice headcanons out of here and not have them apply to the OT3 #also im petty haha #anyway trans!hubert rise #fe3h headcanons #text #ask

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antpelts · 3 years

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multiples of 1 for the wc asks :]

;;;; jgfdlkgjdl puts this under a cut bc itll be so long but,, ty

1. what color is scourge’s collar?

i think like.. idk i never really cared too much but my brain always went to red or purple i wasnt picky tho fkgkdfklgj

2. top 5 the prophecies begin characters

oh.. okay like.. im not gonna go thru everything otherwise i probably wouldnt be able to pick but! these also arent in order

1. bluestar absolutely.. god i love her sm;; ive already rambled about her to you but she makes me fucking ache sm 2. brackenfur/thornclaw gonna put these boys together here because like i liked both of them for.. almost no reason? FDGDFGDF idk!! i think i liked thornclaw just a bit more but.. my boys!! 3. cinderpelt ... no explanation required <3 no just.. yeah ;_; i cry over her so much just.. like.. the tragedy to like her accepting and loving herself and becoming an amazing med cat and and ;;;;;;;;; i love her 4. tallstar and crookedstar..... leaders of my two fav clans.... need i say more <3 (ive also told you about these two and why i like them ;; both their books made me cry) 5. barley and ravenpaw ...... yeah ;_; <3

special mention for littlecloud and runningnose.. i loved them-- OKAY I NEED TO STOP IM AT WAY MORE THAN FIVE

3. should hollyleaf have had a power?

i say no!! the fucking.. tragedy of it all.. like its been a while since i read but fuck dude the like.. feelings of uselessness that must come with that but like shes a fucking complete cat either way and when she comes back and fucking sAVES IVYPOOL OH IM MAKING MYSELF TEAR UP shes AMAZING and did not need a power

4. millie or silverstream?

both! ;_; they dont need to fight. tho i think i did like silverstream more at first i dont think i ever hated millie like others

5. favorite forbidden romance

oh god lmao gonna only go with canon stuff [side eyes moth/leaf] buttttttt i mean ;; bluestar and oakheart ;; itll always make me ache yknow.. -- WAIT CAN I ADD CLOUDTAIL AND BRIGHTHEART TO FAV CATS TOO ILL CRY OVER THEM SOBS... -- uhhhhhh i never super liked leaf/crow just.. shrugs. ig it wasnt forbidden but stormfur staying with the tribe for brooke.. ;;;;;;; and to stay where feathertail died.. GOD ;_; yeah.. idk does tall/jake count ;;;

6. favorite sss warriors design

tbh i didnt really watch sss warriors but we love a nice just.. orange boy firestar :3

7. realistic or sparkle designs for roleplay?

its about balance........ ive had both! i liked leaning towards realistic but to this day id say i fall between like.. not realistic wrt genetics but making designs that Seem plausible at least

8. first deviantart username

oh god i dont remember prolly something like.. with mossmask in it

9. favorite crack ship (ex. revengeshipping)

it.. Was revenge shipping but like i never knew the crack ships klfgjkfdlgj :sob: yeah tgat was the only one i like ever saw so

10. describe your first warriors oc

technically.. jaymoss who i dont remember much? gray tabby? very quickly was revamped into/replaced by mossmask who to this day is who i consider my first oc and sona.. theyre a calico :3

11. favorite amv prior to 2014?

oh god ill have to look.. hm okay so.. bones shatter was a fucking CLASSIC i loved it okay.. so off the top of my head here we go.. the one firegray one of course and bonus this firegray one too klfdgjdklfg AND I LOVED THIS ONE FUCKING ASHFUR FAIRYTALE i wanted to have art like that for a few months i tried to emulate it lkjgldkfgj and god i loved duckfeatherz stuff.. the why did you change one... AND THE SWIFT AND BRIGHT ONE FDGJDFLGK FUCKING [SCREAMING CAT] GOD I LOVED IT.. ;;;;; fuckin.. god.. they ..... ;; [IM WATCHING IT RN FUCKING THEY AND NOSTALGIA ILL CRY] okay okay fucking of course obligatory [what if ashfur wanted to break] of course god 9 year old me loved it.. kfdjgkdfg OH AND THIS ONE BROUGHT BACK SO MANY MEMORIES IMMEDIATELY.. SCOURGES FLAWED DESIGN YES KDLSFJSDKL and god.. ashfurs hurt.. i watched this so much the voice acting in amvs god yes... I STILL THINK OF THIS SONG AT RANDOM EVEN THO I NEVER LISTENED TO IT OUTSIDE OF THIS VIDEO!!!! THE FUCKING LKJFLKFJGDLKG !!!!!!! AHHHHHH fucKING AHH [HELP ME HELP YOU] [IT HURTS WHEN UR LONELY AND IM STANDING RIGHT BESIDE YOU AND IT HURT WHEN YOU TOLD M--] [ITS JUST A MATTER OF HOW MUCH U LET IT SLIDE!!!!!!!!] [HOPE U NEVER HURT HOPE YA NEVER CR--] GHFGHFG GOD ;;;; like i hate ashfur being a bitch but i loveddddd this amv :sob: also.. leafpool is sober of crowfeather i ;;; this song gets me to this day also i viscerally remember the voice acting god kljfg i loved this one so much.. i still think of tigerclaw is not one of thunderclan sometimes too klfjgdfg and,, okay

i hate to pick a favorite but i feel like this one changed the trajectory of Me...... like ive always loved the song but this amv cemented it as like one of my songs of all time and i loved the designs and video and... literally i love this one so.... of course... ashfur - mr brightside.. my fucking BELOVED

12. is brambleclaw a good main character?

i read the books like so young i hear he got shittier? like.. i liked him when i was like.. 10-13 reading the books i liked all the journey cats tbh so

13. rank the clans (excluding skyclan, including bloodclan)

windlcan/riverclan shadowclan thunderclan bloodclan

in my opinion <3

14. dovewing or ivypool?

i like.. liked ivypool a lot.. maybe related to her <3 but.. i like them both a lot up to where i read at Least

15. daisy: yay or nay?

i liked her!

16. did you ever use fanart as your pc wallpaper?

yes. including my own <3

17. what would your warrior name be and what clan would you belong to?

mossmask <3 of course <3 [rolling eyes] half clan river and windclan kljgdfklgj yeah.. could never pick.. honestly i mean.. shadowclan grew on me recently but in my mind.. mixed clan and it goes between whether moss would be wind or river

18. favorite medicine cat? (cutoff being oots)

ughhhh idk i liked a lot of em ;; runningnose cinderpelt brambleberry yellowfang.... thats without looking it up so <3

19. did you name/want to name a pet after a character?

i wanted to! never did.. still might name a cat moss in honor of mossmask

20. swiftpaw, gorsepaw, or shrewpaw?

swiftpaw.. like i dont remember the other two as much in my mind and swiftpaw really got to me as a kid ;;

#kkamikazed #beep #evan.txt #blease send asks #ty beep ;;

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vrykoolart · 3 years

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Saint Seiya Question Game

Tagged by: @siberianxbreaks

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Remove my answers and put yours under the questions!

How did you find out about Saint Seiya?

My sister is actually a huge fan of Saint Seiya, so I found out about from her. We actually watched it when we were kids. I don’t have that vivid of a memory about it, but I do know the one I recall watching is the ADV dub. I remember how deep they made Hyoga’s voice and that’s it.

But my sister really loved it and I’d watch with her. One day, it kinda disappeared and because we live in the United States—y’all probably know what I mean— It was really hard to find it at all. So for years, my sister was trying to track it down and she dabbled into the other series related to it a little bit. It wasn’t until last year that we finally found it thanks to Netflix and we watched it all with our entire family. I saw the first season with the new dub and was immediately obsessed with it. I enjoyed every second of watching the whole thing. It kills me that we don’t have the Hades arc dubbed yet and I hope we get it soon.

I watched Lost Canvas, too, and loved it as well. Albafica made me love it and the El Cid’s episodes were really top notch for me. I love his voice. I love his character. I think he’s literally the coolest thing ever. I delved into the manga and I just love Lost Canvas. It has some weird stuff here and there, but I adore it. I hope one day we get a season three because it’s truly that good.

I just really love Saint Seiya & I’m so glad that it exists. Truly. I don’t remember having that much fun watching an anime since like watching Death Note, Soul Eater, Sgt. Frog, and like—Azumanga Daioh... all for different reasons, of course.

Who’s your favorite character and why?

When I started watching the show again, it was Shun. He’s so adorable and his heart is so big. I love how sweet and strong he is. I have a soft spot for Shun honestly. The more I watched it, I really started to just adore all the Bronze Saints, too.

But another character I really adore is Cancer Deathmask. He’s so charismatic and fun. I really adore the voice they gave him in the Netflix English dub, too. He killed it. I just absolutely am in love with him. Yes, he committed several crimes. Yes, he has killed numerous people. Yes, his temple looks like a Mortal Kombat stage... but it truly builds character. He’s my husband and I think we’re all allowed to make as choices ever now and then.

Who’s your absolute hate-character and why?

Tatsumi. I hate how he never faced the consequences for anything he did. He literally abused those children—Ikki, more-so, and he sent him to Death Queen to DIE. He’s never shown signs to change really. They just treat him like a crack/comedy character and it irks me because he deserved to get beat for what he did at least. Wish he would have literally got tortured or fired. Anything at all, but they just prepare like nothing happen and he continues being an ass-wipe.

I don’t care for Kido either because even if he took Saori and raised her, he never did much to stop the countless abuse the children went under and knowing sent the children away to die. No, even in the manga, I don’t see it as a noble sacrifice to literally sacrifice most of your children to fulfill a destiny. Even if they were just sent away, he literally could have prevented Tatsumi from abusing them and raised Saori better. No matter how you look at it, he’s a shit person, too. Yes, he helped them become saints but the way he did it will never feel right to me. He separated Seiya from his sister and told him he’d only see her again if he became a saint, knowing full well he couldn’t even guarantee that. That emotional manipulation is toxic and cruel to do to a child—an in the manga—your own son. Like ew,,,,, I don’t like the children aspect in the manga, but with that considered still, he’s still a horrible person and I wish Saori would stop hailing him as a good guy.

Shippings you like and why you ship them?

Shaina/Seiya — In my heart, they are the canonical pairing. They really do protect each other and care deeply for one another. Seiya reacts strongly every time she gets hurt and Shaina is always doing her best to protect/defend him. They’re both strong in their own right and they both have a deeper connection to each other. Even when Shaina tried to hide her feelings because she felt there is no way they could be together and tried to kill him, you could tell she really couldn’t do it because she really cared about him. He really cares about her, too, which makes them so perfect for each other. They are each other’s strength and they push each other to become better & stronger

Marin/Aiolia — They’re really cute when they interact with each other and I’m pretty sure they’re an actual canon pair. They really care and confine in one another. I just honestly adore seeing them interact. They never really got to tell each other how they feel, but I’m sure they both know. I wish she would have gotten some more time with him because it’s kinda sad that she’s all alone now. ;;

Freya/Hägan —Hägan clearly loved her, but due to the strictness of loyalty in their culture, he couldn’t bring himself to betray Hilda. It upsets me what happened to them because they deserved to be happy. Poor Freya & Hägan. A lovely couple but terribly tragic. Hägan clearly misunderstood Hyoga & Freya’s relationship and must have thought that Freya loved him even in reality the only person she really loved was him and that is what breaks my heart. I was on the Freya and Hyoga train until Hägan showed up. Now, I can’t bring myself to ship them without feeling bad.

Hilda/Siegfried — Siegfried did everything for her and, in the end, he died because he believed in Hilda’s true vision. He wanted to doing nothing more than protect her and he died to help do so. It’s beautiful yet so tragic.

Hyoga/Eri — They’re just extremely cute together. I really loved their interactions. They deserve happiness and the entire world.

Ikki/Esmeralda — If you ignore that weird ass Shun thing, they’re cute. That should have never been a thing. I ignore it to hell and back but I do think they’re adorable and I feel for Ikki.

Shun/June — She only shows up once like why??? But they’re so adorable together. I wish we could see them both more, but unfortunately, she disappeared into the ether. I do believe she is perfect for Shun, tho.

Me/Deathmask — OTP. He’s my husband.

Shippings you don’t like/hate and why you dislike them?

Adult/Minor pairings.

Incest pairings.

Saori/Seiya — I don’t feel like Seiya likes her that way. I think Saori may like him. She’s always shown some special interest in him, but I’m sure Seiya cares about her more so as a goddess and friend than a love interest. Every time I see this ship, Seiya is acting weirdly out of character which really throws me off from the whole ship. Saori has shown to sometimes literally prioritize Seiya over everyone else when dropping Saga’s dead ass body to cradle him... It just rubs me the wrong way??? Seiya cares about her but he doesn’t react nearly as strongly about her as he does with Shaina. I don’t mind it being one-sided. She’s a girl and is allowed to have feelings, but I don’t really see her with anyone. I think she’ll probably grow out of it, but who knows. This ship is just really not my cup of tea.

Your favorite scene.

It’s hard to think of one, but the funniest scene is when they’re in Yomotsu Hirasaka. Deathmask is about to throw Shiryū into the pit, but then Shunrei’s prayers reach him and he gets so annoyed that he telepathically throws her off fucking a cliff. I don’t care. It’s comedy gold. I laughed so hard at that. Deathmask is truly a marvel.

Honorable mention: ❝ Maybe no else has a cloth made of ice that hasn't melted since before the time of... dinosaurs. Or... maybe no one else has powers like me, like the power over snow, ice, and even glaciers. In fact, you know what, Snake Eyes, maybe you should just think of me as your own personal Ice Age Dude! ❞

Your favorite Attack:

Hard question, so I’ll just name attacks I really like: Heaven Dancing Ring, Diamond Dust, Thunder Wave, Specter Punch, Phoenix Wing Ascent, Praesepe Hell Waves, Scarlet Needle Antares, Bloody Rose, Another Dimension, Wolf Cruelty Claw, Great Ardent Pressure, Greatest Caution, Dead End Symphony, and Imperial Phantasm Punch.

If you could decide for which god/goddess you fight, which one you prefer and why?

Athena. Despite liking Poseidon, Odin, Abel, & Poseidon, I like the army she commands the most.

If you could choose a Cloth. Which you would prefer?

Hard question again. I really like the Scorpio Cloth. The head piece is nice. I’m a sucker for the quack on the Cygnus Cloth and the Nemo on the Pisces Cloth, too. It’s honestly hard to choose one, specially if you count God Cloths, too. I did draw myself in the Ophiuchus cloth, so got the sake of this question, Ophiuchus Gold Cloth.

From which country you’re from?

America.

Your favorite season / sequel:

Sanctuary arc and the Asgard arc. Let’s get the money. Both do a fantastic job at world-building and I love them both equally. My favorite spin-off is The Lost Canvas.

#can't think of anyone to tag but here you go #saint seiya #vry's ramblings #forgive typos if there are any #i couldn't get the formatting writing on the phone #so some stuff might have been deleted

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pinktatertots99 · 3 years

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Homestuck for the fandom ask

HELLS YEAH

Send me a fandom and i’ll tell you:

the character i least understand: HMMMMMMM would have to be maaaaaybe kurloz? i cant pinpoint if he’s good or not.

interactions i enjoyed the most: any of the gang with aranea and jade with kanaya -so fuckin underrated-

the character who scares me the most: does andrew H count? lmao ok honestly most of em would scare me irl but the most likely would be vris, meenah, kurloz, doc scratch, rose, and english obviously.

the character who is mostly like me: GOD aranea she was my ‘this is me’ troll for a while. otherwise think also latula -to the emotional extent i aint no skateboarder-, rufioh, tavros, jake, jade, aaaaand kanaya.

hottest looks character: EVERYONE! fiiiiine guess if i had to choose...-looks at kankri- least the fandom’s way of drawin him. ok ok hottest in canon tho is rufioh. or diciple, or signless, or mindfang.

one thing i dislike about my fave character: -assuming i have just one- aight aight uhhh kanny is...well kanny, jade its the short temper -another reason she’s most like me goddamnit-, tavros is whatever tf mindset he had while dead and wantin to get vris into a flush quad with him, rufioh if the obvious afair -even tho i still dunno if it was cheating or not it’s vague af- and my ampora bois i implore you to PLEASE STOP. just thats it pls stop.

one thing i like about my hated character: uhhh, i guess i like horuss’s design? and i find damara a bit interesting after consuming the hs knowledge on her for a bit. also loved doc scratch’s presense as a villian he feels so underrated.

a quote or scene that haunts me: definietly the one bout how meenah seemed surprised that death meant none of the alpha gang’s medical issues got cured. i forgot where that happened think it was in openbound.

a death that left me indifferent: uhhh probably i guess doomed-terezi?

a character i wish died but didn’t: HHHHH god uhhh the one caliborn whose still around? orrrr maybeeeee idk man maybe jasprose?

my ship that never sailed: obviously crokri but that was crack material to begin with. guess if we went with one with implications in canon i still sad john and vris’s relationship was tainted.

#homestuck #hs #home stuck #the pink one speaks

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judesstfrancis · 3 years

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so I was late to asking u things and I don't want u to have to repeat yourself so answer all the questions in the thing that you haven't already answered thank u 😌

the way I had to pull out my laptop to answer these bc I couldn’t keep them straight on my phone clipboard................ fdskjfsdkj I think I’m gonna put most of these under a read more so they don’t take up too much dash space. thank u!! <3

zinc white; how are you really feeling today? no one-word answers please!

honestly I’m great! it is currently almost 2 in the morning but my day was nice, I got some new clothes, did my laundry, made a good dinner...good vibes all around, loving it for me rn

yellow ochre; name an artist/band whom you just discovered & can’t get enough of!

I haven’t really listened to a lot of new music lately dkfjskj I think the most recent new artist I started listening to was orville peck?? but that was back in like february

naples yellow; where do you feel most at home?

uhh when I’m at home. yes I’m a homebody <3

raw sienna; with whom do you feel most at home?

truly it’s with the thots I just feel so at ease

golden ochre; describe the relationship you have with your closest friend.

it’s just easy, u know? like no matter what we’re doing, even if we’re just vibing on our own together, it’s nice. I can tell them absolutely anything and it’s not weird and I don’t have to force it out at all

cadmium orange; what do you like to do on your days off?

ok first I always see if any of my friends are busy fkdjsfkj and if they aren’t I see if they wanna just chill or w/e but otherwise just like. turning some music up and sitting in my room with a book/a couple movies I love is ideal for me on a day off. I am very simple I just like to chill

orange lake; do you have anyone you can turn to when you’re sad?

yes! there are two whole people in this world that I spill absolutely everything to bc I trust them with my life and esp when I’m sad bc they always make me feel better. talking to them when I’m having A Day is like I vent and instantly I am normal again. they know who they are I’m sure but for transparency’s sake, it’s u (robin) and maya, no one else gets to unlock my tragic backstories <3

titans; do you prefer slow mornings or relaxing evenings?

relaxing evenings!

shakhnazaryan red; are you currently binge-watching anything?

actually I am currently rewatching cycles 1 through 22 of america’s next top model, I’m on like cycle 5 rn I think. having the time of my life, thanks for asking

red ochre; are you more right-brained (creative) or left-brained (analytical)?

I am very much more into creative endeavors, like work-wise, but I feel like the way I think about things is much more analytical. like I prefer Making things, writing or various crafts or what have u, but even when I create I think about the things I’m doing like analytically?? so ig left-brained

burnt sienna; is there a painting that brings you peace when you look at it?

boy with squirrel by john singleton copley. I love him

english red; what animal do you relate to most?

interesting question! I have no idea. maybe birds? like a finch, maybe. they seem like they have fun

cadmium red; do you have a “type” when it comes to a significant other?

this one is hard for me to answer bc like. I truly have no idea what a “type” is idk if that’s an ace thing or what. no? maybe? all the people I’ve had crushes on have been vastly different, in terms of like physical looks so probably not actually. I’m not attracted to muscular people tho bc I don’t think they have feelings <3

carmine; what does your ideal second date look like?

once again I have never pictured a date. I just want to hold hands! I think for the ideal first date question I said it just had to be going somewhere where we could Do things together, like walking around a museum or going through shops downtown or something, and that does still apply here, but for the sake of shaking it up, uhh...idk maybe staying in and watching a movie. like not at a theater no one needs to know my business like that but like. at a House. whoever’s, I’m not picky, again ideally I just want to hold hands.

madder lake red; would you ever kiss someone (or accept a kiss) on a first date?

yes. literally if the first thing u do is kiss me I am okay with it. I’m 23 someone just take the shot and kiss me already I’m going crazy over here

quinacridone rose; what’s something you’re really looking forward to?

really looking forward to the holidays personally I got everyone some really good gifts this year and I can’t wait to hand them out. also my copy of 13 storeys is supposed to finally ship out this week, for real this time! so that’s exciting too

violet rose; what does your dream house look like?

u know that idealized house with the yellow paint and the white trim? yes. just small and cute and homey

violet; is there any place in particular you’d like to settle down?

I guess not?? I’d like to be somewhere near my mom bc she’s important to me but like. as long as I’m living with someone I love it doesn’t really matter where I don’t think

blue lake; what would you like to do/accomplish before you settle down?

uh. settling down to me equates to like falling in love and living together so honestly that could happen any time. I need to get a job before we live together so I can like Help Out but like. really any time

cobalt blue spectral; what is the most beautiful place you have ever been to?

I have not been to a lot of places! I’ve been to new york, and san diego, and like. phoenix outside of where I live so. actually if I can include like buildings in places I would like to say that one opera house I went to in new york. I learned I wasn’t a fan of operas BUT I also learned those chandeliers were cool as hell

ultramarine; when was the last time you were in a good mood? do you know/remember what sparked it?

I’m usually in a good mood, I think? my baseline mood is genuinely just like. happy/chill, pero I think the last time I felt Euphoria (tm) was a couple days ago when my mom and I made a really nice dinner together and my brother was there and we just played board games all night

blue; what’s the most recent dream you remember?

I have this recurring habit of waking up from dreams but only barely so when I fall back asleep it feels like I just woke up within the dream? anyway the last one was like that but in one of the times I ‘woke up’ I looked out the window and instead of outside there was like this. static photo of buffalo grazing in open fields?? and it was like green screened kinda, so when I move the image moved with my line of sight it was weird. that’s how I knew it was a dream and woke myself up again, only to immediately fall back asleep and feel like I was waking up from a dream within a dream again

bright blue; what does your dream family look like? any kids or pets? how many of each?

I think living with friends would be cool. like I want to have a significant other I live with but also if we lived with other friends that would be fun. kids, maybe! would be something I’d have to discuss with whatever partner I have in the future. if yes to kids, max two. also I don't want babies, preferably I would adopt older children. pets absolutely, however many doesn’t matter. I’m open to just living in a house with the love of my life and like twelve dogs, that’s ok with me

blue cobalt; do you like your name? would you give yourself a different name if you could?

I do like my name! I think it’s nice and it feels like it fits me. I don’t think I’d change it ever, but if I did I think maybe I’d go with jude bc yes I do love to project <3

prussian azure; what’s your favorite scent?

it’s a tie between suntan lotion and the lumber aisle of any hardware store

azure blue; what’s your favorite type of tea, if any?

vanilla rooibos tea supremacy!

turquoise blue; if you could start a garden, what would you plant?

lots of flowers, first of all. also some kitchen herbs. maybe some fruits!

cerulean blue; if you were guaranteed to have a viewership, would you start a youtube vlog?

yes <3 I want to force people to listen to my pretentious horror opinions and get paid for it

glauconite; describe your body without using any negative adjectives.

look I just have to say it: I’m hot. last night I took a photo and saw my nose from the side and went “omg who IS she” like it’s cute. I’M cute. I’ve seen my ass in the mirror and nothing can top it, sorry

yellow green; picture yourself walking in a field. what do you see & hear in this scenario?

all I’m getting is those scenes from horror movies where eerie whistling starts and like birds start going crazy

green light; are you in a comfortable place in life? if not, what do you think might make it better?

I think so?? I’d like to be more financially secure, pero. I think for the most part yeah I’m alright

green; name three countries you want to visit; do you have any actual plans in place to visit any of them?

ireland and greece for sure, ireland is the one I have most planned out in my head. ig maybe england for the third one, just bc I know my mom wants to go and also I’m very bad at geography so I don’t know what counts as a country. I had to look all these up, I do want to visit them tho, genuinely! esp ireland

emerald green; do you speak any languages besides english? are there any additional languages you want to learn?

the one I’m most fluent in is spanish! and I’m still cracking along at russian, currently I can hold a conversation with like a 4 year old and we can understand each other, it’s pretty cool. I really wanna get into learning irish!! I have a few resources downloaded onto my phone I just haven’t gotten around to it yet

oxide of chromium; what’s your favorite book?

a little life <3 yes I hate it when things are sad just to be sad yes this is my favorite book I contain multitudes

mars brown; what’s a movie that always puts a smile on your face/makes you laugh?

the burbs! I’ve seen it so many times but it always hits

burnt umber; what’s something you plan to do before the day is over to take care of yourself?

the day IS over it’s like two thirty am now but uh. drink some water before I sleep probably

voronezhskaya black; what or who is your go-to outlet for when you need to vent?

I post the “kirby’s fucking pissed” meme on twitter and then I ask u (robin) if I can yell for like five minutes and then I feel valid and then I am normal again

payne’s gray; describe your aesthetic?

it’s a little bit jock and it’s a little bit 1980s skater boy but the best way I can really Describe it is just “gay”

#had a lot of fun answering these personally thank u legend!#asks #a-company-of-heroes #robin

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jossujb · 3 years

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3, 5, 9, 16 & 23

You never fail me tirsu by having the energy to ask :D

3. Have you ever unfollowed someone over a fandom opinion?

That is probably the most common reason for me to unfollow someone, actually. Tho I hope people understand that unfollowing for me related only to the very selfish enjoyment content I wanna be on my radar, so it’s not personal by any means. I just can’t have anything on my feed that makes me upset, cos I don’t want to be upset.

5. Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?*

Yeah it has... tho usually I don’t turn against a ship, it’s more like getting completely discouraged to do content myself or seek something more to my liking. Tho I have to say, SPN fandom especially strains my levels of tolerance a lot.

Usually it’s not even the fandom being bad per se, it’s just that, often times the accepted fanon or popular headcanons get so intertwined with the ship, so much so that some people get angry if you view it some other way, so it’s not very safe or enjoyable for me to do content for them anymore.

I mean, would you do things where you already know before posting that everyone is gonna be like lol no xD

9. Most disliked character(s)? Why?

I am not sure which fandom to talk about, so I’ll pick a few xD

At the moment I just really really really don’t like Eileen on SPN, and it has zero to do with how good I find her character or like anything even remotely reasonable. It’s based on purely on petty “I don’t like Sam/Eileen endgame” and that’s that, I cannot give you other, good reasons cos there ain’t one.

On Doctor Who I used to be like super annoyed by Clara Oswald and River Song to a point that I spend a lot of time dissing, but both of them got so much improvements during Capaldi’s run of the show that I kinda actually miss Clara these days and The Husbands of River Song is no joke my favorite Nuwho episode xD

I guess now my current dislike on Doctor Who is just Eleven in general.

On Jago & Litefoot I hate Carruthers Summerton, but you’re meant to hate that fucking weasel, so that’s not even dislike, it’s love to hate relationship xDDDDD

No wait, actually, does it count as J&L cos they crossover with The Paternoster Gang is that I don’t still get Madame Vastra as a character. I think even Big Finish isn’t bringing anything to the table that I could relate to. I like Jenny Flint tho, I really wish the relationship would like hit some feeling and I am like, Vastra doesn’t have a strong enough characterization for this to work.

16. If you could change anything in the show, what would you change?

On SPN I just wouldn’t have killed Gabriel, I just wouldn’t have. Not even for any ship reasons, I just think that was a waste.

SPN is such an endless pit of a black hole that you could forever and ever about changing things. I mean, I wouldn’t have ever killed Baltazar either and that’s s6. I would have made Destiel happen as an end result to the Purgatory arch and not now, I would have kept Destiel in the empty since s13 and brought him back only for the end result. Lucifer in my opinion could have just fucked off at least from s14 like who needed him xDD

If you ask what would I change in Jago & Litefoot, it’s a difficult question, as a series it’s so through out meeting all my expectations. If you ask one single thing, I would have made it more obvious that Mr. Jago actually understood that Prof. Litefoot sacrified himself on Chronoclasm out of love. I think he does all things considered, but I think the only flaw I can think of the show is that it’s somewhat debatable if Jago ever understood it was mutual.

(maybe I wouldn’t make Litefoot/Bazemore canon unless it’s poly but hush hush hush one thing was asked xDDD)

23. Unpopular character you love?

On Supernatural I kinda just fucking love Ketch xD I dunno, it started as a kind of ironic thing, like one of those, who the fuck gives a shit about Ketch, why does he get to be alive and everyone nice just is killed. But then he started to get just killer characterization and I was involved with some crack shipping and now I am like haha he’s the best fucker xD

I wish Jago & Litefoot was more popular fandom so I could tell who is even popular or unpolar. I can say that from the characters the writing kinda sorta tries to depict as annoying or unlikable I super fucking love Lady Danvers, cos she’s just my soul sister, out there wanting to fuck all the gentlemen xD I think she might have been written as a joke or a jab? I dunno, she’s just great.

On more general Doctor Who, I really like Martha Jones, but I think she’s not unpopular anymore. I do remember people dissing her a lot and preferring Rose and comparing her to just about anyone else, but people have got more reasonable lately and she her as she is, and what she is, is great.

You’re super for asking!

#tirsu

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charismastaticarchive · 4 years

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ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME

@celestehart [ IN WHICH I JUST THROW HALF MY FF MUSES AT U LOL]

AERITH & TIFA : ok i’m a bad lesbian bc i dont really know how i feel about aerti but also? i just want my aerith to be like. obsessed with ur tifa in particular. tifa voice: are we flirting or are we friend flirting? aerith voice: yes. they are clearly so important to each other and they have a similar way of projecting femininity to the world, of being both cute & adorable & pretty in all the ways that count, but also... BADASS. fighters! who joke around and have fun! who are sometimes anxious and sometimes need to be saved, but also that are SO CAPABLE OF SAVING EACH OTHER WITHOUT ANY BOIS. i love them so much and u make me love them more!!!! i would love a. friends to best friends to best-friends-with-crushes to best friends-with-crushes-that-are-maybe-lovers-but-also-maybe-this-is-just-how-she-shows-affection? to THE FINAL ADMISSION OF FEELIGNS.... slow burn, baby!

BARRET & TIFA : i want them to be like. the best of friends. i want any time tifa to have yelled at barret to be from the place of a woman who is just as much of family to him as marlene, i want them to understand each other and love each other and not know who really counts as the big sibling and who counts as the little sibling bc they take care of each other so well in different ways, but also, tifa is DEFINITELY marlene’s auntie and that’s all that really matters. i want them to be PARTNERS in business and revolution and everything AVALANCHE does, i want barret to feel likes she’s just as much of a founder as he is and tifa to feel like he’s just as much a part of the soul of her business. I WANT EVERYTHING FROM THEM LOL.

GLADIO & TIFA : this is sort of a crack ship on my part, but i see potential for them bc in my au, gladio is a wutai general in the ongoing war. while in ff7 the war is pretty much over, i hc the war in ff7r is still going on. i think tifa and gladio could be an interesting expression of mainland vs emmigrant anxieties about the war in a fascinating and important way, and i think gladio would both have great respect for tifa as a warrior, and great sympathy for her as someone of wutai heritage. i also think he could try to convince tifa to join the wutai army as like. a fun sideplot? lmfao it could be cool, and it would be like. classically romantic in a way lmfao

TIFA & FANG : my fang is a part of the main branch of avalanche that didn’t defect---but she kind of agrees with barret even tho they butt heads. i see them as having an antagonistic relationship as tifa’s allegiances is always aligned with barret----but they start to warm up to eachother as bad ass lady warriors and immigrants over time when fang joins them on their journey! RIVALS TO FRIENDS AU.

#{ ooc: replies }#{ fandom: angels in flight | ff7 }#i do this meme in a different way and always have lmfao #ooc

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visionmarred-archive · 4 years

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for the ships, maybe swtor? or mass effect?

I’ll do both!! :o thanks, Meredith!

SWTOR

otp - Jedi Consular/Felix, Sith Inquisitor/Andronikos, Bounty Hunter/Torian, Jedi Knight/Kira, Agent/Kaliyo, Outlander/Koth. I fail at the “one” true pairing part of OTP tbh

favourite canon pairing - do the above count as canon if they’re dependent on player choices? I guess Tharan/Holiday, but like. in concept. they need a rewrite in canon. Holiday in general needs a rewrite, poor girl.

worst pairing ever - Darth Malgus/his “wife.” Sith Warrior/DS!Jaesa. Sith Inquisitor/Ashara. Jedi Consular/Nadia. Smuggler/Corso. Jedi Knight/Doc.

guilty pleasure pairing - Sith Warrior/Quinn tbqh. does Agent/Theron count?

a pairing you want to see more - somebody go write LS!Sith Warrior/Koth fanfic so I don’t have to be the one to do it myself. same with f!Agent/Kaliyo stuff. and Trooper/Jonas. and f!Trooper/Elara. and -

that pairing everyone likes but you’re like “lol no” - Jedi Knight/Doc, Jedi Knight/Scourge, Smuggler/Corso, Lana/Outlander. Blech.

favorite non-romantic pair - Jedi Knight and T7, Jedi Consular and Nadia, Jonas and Theron.

Mass Effect (trilogy only; haven’t played enough of Andromeda to have an opinion yet besides “Suvi... hot. Vetra... hot... Reyes... hot.”)

otp - Shepard/Ashley! Shepard/Miranda! give me more appreciation for the human ladies pls.

favourite canon pairing - Anderson/Kahlee Sanders tbh, tho I’m gonna be real with you, I haven’t actually read any of the novels where they’re in. Eve/Wrex, in a world where Wrex didn’t suddenly become “LOL U KNOW WEMMIN, RIGHT SHEPPER??” in ME3.

worst pairing ever - TIM/Shepard. a crack pairing but I’ve seen content for it before and uhhhh. no thanks.

guilty pleasure pairing - Miranda/Ashley intrigues me tbqh. also Kaidan/Ashley, even though... we all know... :’)

a pairing you want to see more - Shepard/Ashley and Shepard/Miranda. I’m dying I just want good content for them. fandom treats both ladies badly and I’m tired.

that pairing everyone likes but you’re like “lol no” - Shepard/Garrus, Shepard/Liara. I was kinda disappointed by the writing for the former tbh, and I got a lot of issues with Liara’s writing in general. also just kinda tired of seeing both everywhere.

favorite non-romantic pair - Shepard and EDI, Shepard and Chakwas, Miranda and Jacob

#Sierra's Asks #ME stuff #sirotras #thank you! <3

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bearly-writing · 5 years

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Hey there!! If it's ok I'd like to request on the Bingo card Keith slowly running out of air! Preferably without him actually dying tho, like someone saves him at the last moment? :'D Thanks!

Hey! Thank you for the request :) I’m so sorry this took so long and that this fic is a bit shorter (and of more questionable quality) than usual! I’ve been struggling with writing recently, but I’m still getting through these! I hope you enjoy it anyway! :)

Crosses are posted, circles are requested. We’re over halfway through now, and only two prompts left! Thank you everyone who’s requested something - I know I’m getting through these painfully slowly, but I’m still open to requests for Voltron or the Batfamily :)

Breathless

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Prompt: Slowly Running Out of Air

Characters: Keith, Shiro, Pidge, Lance, Hunk

Warnings: Injury, Suffocation, Oxygen Deprivation

Summary: It isn’t Keith who flings open the airlock this time, but it’s open nonetheless.

Read it on AO3 here!

It isn’t Keith who flings open the airlock this time, but it’s open nonetheless. Keith shifts his feet, pressing his heels hard into the floor, trying to keep his balance. Air whips around him, catching at his armour and the long stretch of his bayard, trying to pick him up and toss him into the wide expanse of space beyond the ship. At least the sentries seem to be having just as much difficulty. Keith ducks easily beneath one outstretched arm, keeping low to avoid the sucking pull of the wide-open airlock as best he can. Hooks his elbow around metal. Spins the sentry off its feet. The wind immediately snatches it up and whips it out of the hangar, a small silver blob disappearing into the darkness. One down – not counting the two that have already been expelled into space without any effort on Keith’s part – three to go.

They’re a little further into the hangar, which is why they’ve managed to keep their feet at all. Keith shifts his grip on his bayard and launches himself towards them, against the wind trying to drag him back. The first sentry splits apart easily beneath his blade. Metal whips past him as it’s legs buckle, and both halves are caught up. Keith has to fling his arm up to avoid the debris. Then he turns. Two down. Two to go.

One of the sentries brings its own blade up and Keith catches it with his bayard. Ducks low to pull it free. Spins around behind it. There’s the sharp crack of blaster fire and –

The shot hits Keith square in the centre of his helmet. Snaps his head back and throws him into the air. For a breathless second, Keith is weightless, then he crashes down hard into metal floor of the hangar. There’s another sharp crack that reverberates through Keith’s whole body, spider webbing pain from the point of impact at his back, knocking all the breath out of him.

Distantly, Keith can feel himself sliding. Scrabbles desperately at the floor beneath him, his gauntleted fingers claws as they search for purchase. There is none. Keith bounces, crashes back against the floor again, tumbles jerkily towards the gaping maw of the airlock. Then he’s out in the vast expanse of space, cold black closing around him. He can’t control his trajectory – can barely think, his world narrowed to dizzying pain and endless nothing flashing past him, faster than he can follow.

There’s no Red Lion to catch him this time. This was supposed to be a stealth mission – and hopefully the other paladins hadn’t been discovered yet. They had all arrived in Green, cloaked to avoid detection. They had left her in the hangar and then they had split up, each with their own mission to complete. The other lions are still safely on the castle. There won’t be a timely rescue here. Keith is on his own until he can manoeuvre himself back to the ship or Pidge can get to her lion and rescue him.

Still, it could be worse – Keith has his helmet on, and his paladin armour. It’s strange, and not entirely pleasant, to be foisted out into space like this, but it isn’t a death sentence. Keith can recover from this. He tries his jetpack – if he can just steer himself back to the ship, he might even be able to finish his own mission – but there’s no response. Part of Keith is unsurprised – he had landed heavily on his back after all, even now he can feel the throbbing echo of that pain. Another part of Keith sinks down to his toes. This is bad. Not unsalvageable, still, but far from ideal.

Space unravels around him, wide and boundless. He could float forever, he thinks, spinning slowly through the darkness, just another little piece of debris. It’s achingly quiet. Only his own thrumming pulse, the rush of each breath, something hissing, close by his ears, a low, slow sound. There’s no chatter on the comms – they were supposed to keep communications to a minimum.

“Guys?” His voice sounds strange and tinny to his ears. The hissing gets louder, a sudden sharp burst of sound. It sends something prickling over Keith’s skin. There’s something sinister about the noise, but Keith struggles to place it, to figure out where its coming from. “Pidge? I need a pickup, if you can.”

“A pickup?” Lance’s voice crackles through the comms immediately, and even pitched low, Keith can hear the humour in it. “You shot yourself out of an airlock again?”

“I didn’t shoot myself out of it,” Keith grits back. The hissing is louder now, distracting. The universe spins past him and he tries to right himself, tries to focus on something other than whirling darkness. There’s only the ship, already shrinking away from him, diminishing to a small grey dot. And the jagged vertical crack bisecting the visor of his helmet that he can see as soon as his eyes focus. Shit. That’s where the hissing is coming from – the air squeezing out of the fractured screen of his helmet. Keith goes cold all over. Fear cinches his stomach - closes like a vice around his chest. Distantly, he’s aware that he’s breathing quick and shallow, panting into his helmet. Is he hyperventilating? Or is he running low on oxygen already? How long does the supply last when half of it is being whipped away from him quicker than he can breathe?

“How long can you wait?” Pidge’s voice is strained, pitched so low that Keith almost misses it over the rush of air and his own suddenly ragged breaths. “Don’t think I’m going to get to Green any time soon.”

“Not long,” Keith manages, and his own voice is even more strained. He can hear the ragged edge to it, the tiny curl of fear that he can’t entirely eradicate. The others must hear it too.

“What’s going on Keith?” Shiro’s voice is sharp – all Black Paladin now.

A breath. Is it his imagination or does the air feel thin? His lungs cramp, pressing flat in his chest, even though he can’t have run out of oxygen yet.

“Jetpack’s busted.” He tries to take shallow sips of air, sucking it through his teeth. Tries to speak as little as possible. “Crack in my helmet.”

“Shit!”

The word seems to explode out of Pidge, much louder than Keith had been expecting. He sucks in a startled breath and immediately regrets it – how much oxygen was that? How many precious seconds has he deprived himself of? He needs to relax – stop acting on instinct. Patience yields focus. Calm down. There’s the distant thud of blaster fire over the comms, rough, quick breaths. Keith feels his own breathing try to speed in response and has to force his lungs small and shallow.

“A crack in your helmet?” Shiro’s voice is tight. “Is it a serious breach? Pidge, I’m heading over. I’ll try to clear the way to the Green Lion.”

“Still have oxygen,” Keith tells him, clipping each word short. “Don’t know how long.”

“OK, Keith, hold on we’ll –“

He’s cut off by a sharp, high cry and the crash of someone hitting the ground hard. There’s a confused murmur of movement and voices. Somebody shouting. Lance’s voice, a frightened squawk: “Pidge?”

“I’m fine,” she gasps, but there’s pain edged in her voice. “I’ll get there as soon as I can Keith.”

It doesn’t sound like that will be any time soon, but Keith doesn’t say anything, just breathes steadily and shallowly. He’s starting to feel dizzy, the ship spinning nauseatingly away from him. It’s difficult to tell whether that’s because of his sudden exposure to zero-G or whether the oxygen levels are already low enough to be affecting him. There’s no warning from his helmet, but with the crack bisecting it, he isn’t sure how many of its systems are still online. Childishly, Keith presses his hands against the breach, thick gloves covering his visor and blocking the world out. It’s not much darker than the void on the other side of his gloves, but it feels…safer. The low hiss seems muted, although Keith knows that his hands probably aren’t doing much to keep the air in, if anything. Maybe he just can’t hear it so clearly under the now almost constant noise of the comms.

“Pidge, I’m coming your way!”

“How bad is the crack Keith? How fast are you losing air?”

“Keith, buddy, are you OK? Talk to us.”

“How far away are you from the ship?”

Keith’s head is definitely spinning now. The darkness presses in against his skull. His fingers tingle. Blood rushes beneath his skin, the fast throb of his pulse thrumming in his ears. Keith tries to remember his training from the Garrison. What were the symptoms of oxygen deprivation? Nausea? Fatigue? Numbness? Keith’s pretty sure that he’s feeling all three of them now. His stomach rolls. There’s a rush of acid up the back of his throat, sharp and bitter, and Keith bites down hard on his own tongue, tastes, copper, slick against the inside of his mouth. It’s better than puking in the confines of his helmet at least.

He drops his hands and space rushes back in. There’s the strange sensation of being both weightless and enormously heavy, and Keith’s arms are wooden blocks floating at his side. His fingers prickle. Air rushes out of the gap in his helmet, a steady, deadly stream, and Keith should probably care more about that, but he’s so tired. Maybe if he just closes his eyes for a moment…

***

Keith claws his way painfully back into consciousness. Where is he? What happened? Keith’s head throbs and his back aches as if someone has taken a hammer to his spine. The rest of him feels strangely weightless, as if he’s floating in the air, and the world around him is dark and cold. There’s an awful ringing in his head and, beneath that, voices – too distorted for Keith to make out. Somewhere close by, something hisses.

“Keith?” The voices resolve into something he can understand. “Answer me if you can hear me. Keith?” Shiro? That’s Shiro in his ear, rough and urgent and – oh, that’s right, Keith is floating in space with a broken jetpack and a cracked helmet.

“Keith, please respond.” Shiro’s afraid, slick fear in his voice.

Keith tries to reassure him, but he can’t gasp enough of a breath. The air is too thin, pressed flat, and it feels like it’s being whipped straight out of his lungs as soon as he manages to suck any in. His head throbs. His mouth is too dry, tastes like acid, tastes like blood. He manages an odd little groan.

“Keith?”

More than one voice, tangling around each other, tripping each other up.

“Was that him?”

“He’s alive, right? He groaned. Right?”

And louder than all of the others, more commanding: “Talk to me Keith.”

It’s impossible not to respond. He’s never been able to deny Shiro, not when he sounds like that, sharp and desperate and frightened.

“Can’t…breathe,” he gasps. It sounds so cliché, so dramatic - his awful gasping breaths, the terrible rasp of his voice. He hears himself struggling, making ugly, wet, whistling sounds. The others must be able to hear his desperation over the comms.

“OK, Keith calm down. It’s OK, just stay calm. Breathe.” Easy for Shiro to say – or maybe not, because Shiro sounds a million miles away from calm himself. “Pidge, how long?”

It’s hard to concentrate through the pounding in his head and his own gurgling breaths. He can’t quite keep the voices separate. Can’t follow the thread of their conversation. Keith presses his hands back over his visor, trying to stem the low hiss of air escaping into space. The insane urge to rip his helmet off crashes over him like a wave. He can’t breathe and it’s too loud and his skin is hot and tingly, and if he can just get some aireverything will be OK, but his helmet is a coffin closed around his head. No…that’s not true. His helmet is the only thing between him and the darkness. If he takes it off it’ll finally close over him and crush him to dust.

Is that right? He can’t think.

“Shhh,” he slurs. Isn’t sure if any sound actually comes out. “Shhh, guys. Y’re too loud. Can’t…can’t…”

“Can’t what?” Hunk asks into the abrupt silence that follows. “Can’t what, Keith? We’ll be quiet. Just talk to us.”

Even through the fog, Keith recognises the desperation in Hunk’s voice.

“Can’t think,” Keith murmurs. “Can’t…” Can’t breathe. There isn’t enough air to finish the sentence. One hand comes up, painfully slow, as if he’s dragging it through jello, to touch his throat, but it doesn’t make contact. There’s something in the way. His armour? His helmet? Keith should take it off. If he can just reach his throat, maybe he can figure out how to suck air through the swollen lump there.

“Hold on Keith, we’re coming.”

No, that isn’t right. Keith needs his helmet. He needs… Keith blinks and black spots whirl over his vision. He blinks again and this time it’s not just spots – his eyes stay closed, the lids too heavy to lift. Keith’s whole body feels heavy, even though he’s floating, his arms numb and tingly and –

***

Someone touches him. A rough hand against his arm. Solid ground beneath his back. His helmet is gone and for a moment Keith panics, tries to hold his breath. With his helmet gone he’s completely exposed. He’s –

“It’s OK, Keith. You’re OK, you’re safe.” He knows that voice. It filters through some of the panic in his head. “You can breathe. Just breathe.”

He gasps, and air filters through his parted lips, slips down his throat, fills his lungs, cool and refreshing. It’s like a long drink after a desert. Like someone has pulled a curtain back from his mind and he can see again, can think again.

“Is he OK. He’s going to be OK, right?”

“His lips are blue. His lips aren’t supposed to be blue.”

“Shut up,” Keith manages, and the words come out stronger than he was expecting, buoyed by a full lungful of air. Keith presses a hand over his face, then pulls it away. Blinks against the bright lights of the Green Lion’s hangar.

Lance and Hunk and Shiro stare back at him.

“Did you guys finish your missions?” Keith asks, before his brain has kicked in properly.

Above him Lance smirks and Shiro huffs softly. The Black Paladin has Keith’s wrist gripped loosely in one bare hand, fingers pressed against his thrumming pulse.

“He’s fine,” Lance says, with a smile.

#badthingshappenbingo #prompt: slowly running out of air #Voltron legendary defender #keith #shiro #pidge #lance #hunk #fanfiction #my writing #injury tw #suffocation tw #oxygen deprivation tw

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mcwriting · 5 years

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before, during, after (tyrus)

Everything that happened before, during, and after (as the title implies) the Tyrus confession, even tho I’m a little late to the party :)

I’m afraid Josh is gonna read this so I hope you like it if you do haha

Fandom: Andi Mack (my first time writing this fandom!)

Ship: TJ x Cyrus aka Tyrus

Setting: Shadyside at Cece’s house. Takes place at Andi’s party in the finale

Word Count: 2802 (wowwww this was long winded whoops)

Warnings: sexual tension (p sure that’s obvious tho...), a couple of “bad” words but they’re mild

Rating: eh maybe like K? There’s not a lot that’s worth worrying about lol

Background: well I was a bit disappointed in how the tyrus scene kinda just... ended? and then wasn’t brought up again after the party ended and just the ghc and andi’s fam were outside?? So I thought I would put my take on it out there for y’all. The part immediately after the canon confession is what I initially imagined happening and what I wrote this fic for lolol.

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Cyrus was tired of worrying so much about TJ and Kira.

And he was tried of dancing.

His time singing on stage had been fun, but his friends had somehow scattered in the time it took him to go to the bathroom and back.

Buffy had disappeared out the front door, though Cyrus noticed Marty not far behind. Meanwhile Andi was also nowhere to be seen, and suspiciously Jonah couldn’t be found either.

Cyrus didn’t feel like searching around for Amber, and instead went to grab a little snack and maybe sit down. Then he turned his head to the back yard, where TJ was leaned against a bench talking to a couple of his old friends.

There’s no better time then the present, I guess he thought, finishing the pizza rolls he had grabbed and heading towards the door.

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TJ was tired of Kira’s tricks.

She had spent way too long manipulating and hitting on him, and he wondered why he’d let it go on for so long.

I never would’ve let someone walk all over me before, but that Underdog makes me do some stupid things for him.

After sending Kira away (hopefully once and for all), he stormed away to grab a cup of punch to cool off, wishing someone had been brave enough to spike it so he could loosen up.

It wasn’t too long ago that he would have been the one to do it, or at least been with the people that would bring the booze.

Of course Cyrus changed that for him too, but it was definitely for the better.

After a while, he had been roped into showing off his piano playing skills, something no person at the party but his sister would have known about if it weren’t for the strong urge to show off for Cyrus.

Born this way hadn’t been his initial choice, but Amber told everyone that he knew how to play it from memory and so they begged him to do it.

Sure it was a good time, but after Cyrus ran off saying he’d be right back, TJ panicked and went to talk to a couple of people he knew that were getting ready to head out.

They went into the back yard to get away from the loud music and after a nice conversation, his friends decided to leave.

With that, TJ was alone again, so he thought the bench he’d been sitting on the arm of would provide him a place to catch his breath.

And then Cyrus showed up as soon as his butt hit the wooden planks and his heart rate spiked the way it always did when his crush walked up.

Cyrus was also freaking out a little too, but if someone was comparing the pair, it was nothing like TJ. Cyrus was more or less just mildly nervous, knowing anything said tonight could change everything.

So he started with something easy:

“Can I sit?”

They both looked at the empty spot, then at each other.

“Sure,” TJ gestured loosely with his hand as he tried to distract from his heart pounding so hard it almost matched the bass line of the music inside.

With no hesitation, Cyrus slid into the spot, then asked a question he didn’t expect to fly out of his mouth so candidly.

“What happened to Kira?”

“I poured water on her and she melted,” he quipped back, cracking his “sarcasm smile” before looking away. Cyrus found it endearing and played along.

“I actually buy that,” he nodded.

A lot of people liked to call her the worse version of witch, but really Cyrus saw her as both and wouldn’t be too surprised if she ended up putting a curse on him one day.

TJ was still anxious but glad Cyrus was asking about the bitchy manipulator so he could set the record straight.

He had even made sure to watch his language just for Cyrus, but if someone had asked Cy, he would’ve said he found it cute when TJ swore.

“She isn’t a nice person,” TJ shook his head, looking back at Cyrus once again.

Cyrus furrowed his brows before responding.

“You know people used to say that about you?”

He grinned sincerely at TJ, who seemed to be in serous thought.

“Well, sometimes there’s a nice person on the inside trying to get out,” he confessed.

TJ’s heart was still racing but he was never afraid to be real with Cy, except for the one thing he still feared confessing.

“I know that now,” they locked eyes and smiled, “but there’s still a lot of things I don’t know.”

Cyrus was really getting risky now, and he could feel it in how his pulse picked up.

“Like what?” TJ asked as he turned his shoulders to Cyrus, sliding his right leg a bit closer to Cyrus. He was hyper aware that their hands rested only inches apart on the seat.

“Like that you play piano.”

“My mom’s a piano teacher,” TJ mentioned slyly, like it was nothing, breath caught up in his throat a little.

“Didn’t know that either.”

TJ decided to get bold too.

“I’m not mysterious, ask me anything,” he said, breathing out a light laugh.

“Okay!” Cyrus said, features brightening up as he angled more to TJ. “What does TJ stand for?”

Oh God, oh no, TJ thought, He did not just ask that. Now I’m gonna have to answer because it’s my muffin that’s asking.

“Except that!”

“You won’t tell me your name?” Cyrus grinned, truly wondering what the problem was ad TJ rolled his eyes. “And you think that’s not mysterious?”

“Okay there’s like... five people in the world who know it, and they’re all named Kippen.”

It’s a good thing Amber wasn’t there to hear their conversation. TJ knew he could trust her, but he also knew his sister well enough to know that she would’ve dropped hints left and right until Cy figured it out or TJ just said it.

“You should know that if you don’t tell me,” Cyrus started seriously, making TJ extra nervous again, “I will be the first person to ever literally die of curiosity!”

TJ held back a snort and instead let out a sigh.

“I don’t know, I... alright,” he turned even more towards Cyrus, his body almost facing the Jewish boy completely now, “if I tell you, you can never use it.”

“I won’t.”

“Or tell anyone else-”

“I promise!”

“Like, Cyrus, you gotta swear-”

“I do! I do! I swear!” Cyrus paused before lowering his voice slightly, “I swear.”

TJ studied Cyrus’s face for a moment before rolling his eyes again and continuing.

“Alright. My parents are way into music, and they named me for their favorite artists,”

“That’s not so strange,” Cyrus added, unsure of why he was so worried about a measly name.

TJ hesitated again, heart pounding and stomach fluttering.

“TJ stands for...”

There was a long pause this time.

“... Thelonious. Jagger.”

Cyrus furrowed his brows. He was shocked, blown away, and a little impressed that TJ actually told him.

“Thelonious Jagger?!” he repeated, uncertain of how to react. “Are you kidding?!”

TJ was panicking inside. He shouldn’t have said anything. At this point he was ready to get up and leave when Cyrus kept talking.

“That is a great name!” he exclaimed. “I love that name,” he finished sincerely, the widest smile on his face.

TJ was the one to be shocked now. He had never really heard “love” paired with his name, and never expected Cyrus to be the first to say it. He lightly snorted.

“You do?” he asked incredulously, mimicking his crush’s grin.

“Yes!”

“Well my grandparents didn’t, they were like ‘that’s a ridiculous name, we’re calling him TJ!’“ he joked in a raspy voice, chuckled, then continued as normal. “So I’ve been TJ since I was three days old.”

There was another moment of silence, and suddenly both boys took on serious demeanors again.

“Is there anything else you wanna know?” TJ questioned. His hand started to slide off his knee and towards Cyrus’s.

This is it, teej. It’s now or never.

Cyrus couldn’t help but look down and saw his crush’s hand had moved closer.

Omg. Stay calm Cyrus, this is it. It’s happening.

He looked back into TJ’s eyes, his butterflies erupted into his stomach.

“Is there anything else you wanna tell me?” he countered with a grin.

TJ knew could feel his palms sweating, even though it was probably about 45 degrees outside and he could see his own breath in the night air. He answered truthfully, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Yeah,” his fingers slid closer again, the tips now lightly brushing the back of Cyrus’s hand and knuckles, “Is there anything you wanna tell me?”

“Yes,” Cyrus whispered, not wanting anyone to hear but TJ.

A weight had been lifted off of their shoulders, and TJ felt more free than ever before. He decided to seal the deal.

He grabbed Cyrus’s hand, not just cupping it, but fully interlacing their fingers.

TJ let loose a sigh he had been holding in since the moment he realized that Cyrus was more than just chocolate chocolate chip muffin guy. Cy followed suit.

They beamed at each other, soaking in the fact that their hands fit perfectly together.

Cyrus took the opportunity to get clarity, even though words obviously weren’t necessary.

“You wanna tell each other at the same time?”

His voice was still quiet even though they were completely alone in the yard.

All TJ could do was nod in response.

“Okay,” Cyrus said, squeezing TJ’s hand, “One, two, three...”

“I like you,” the both confessed in sync, lighting up upon realizing they had both said the same thing. They couldn’t help but chuckle at their confessions.

Cyrus wanted to cry. This was the happiest day of his life.

TJ didn’t necessarily feel like he would cry, but another weight had definitely been lifted off of him.

Before tears could well up, Cyrus leaned forward, letting go of TJ’s hand to wrap it around his back in a hug, the blonde boy following suit.

The embraced for a few seconds, each of their eyes closed in excitement as they buried their chins in each other’s shoulders.

Upon pulling away, TJ decided to take their friendship a step further once and for all.

“Cyrus, would you maybe wanna go out with me?”

“Are you kidding? Absolutely!”

They sat there for the next hour, planning an official date and talking about anything and everything.

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The party had died down quite a bit, and the newly minted couple had scooted closer over time, eventually Cyrus leaning into his boyfriend (man was that hard for him to believe) and TJ wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

They were content in their positions when something caused the bench to vibrate.

TJ rolled his eyes knowing it was his phone, thinking it must be Kira being annoying again. He was going to leave it until it buzzed a few more times.

Cyrus looked up at him and told him to just check, removing himself from TJ’s warm side so he could reach the device.

“Ugh, it’s Amber. I guess mom’s on her ass about us not being home yet.”

TJ slapped a hand over his mouth.

“Sorry, Cy. I know you hate swearing,” he apologized.

“I was afraid to tell you before, but I actually think it’s kinda cute when you do it. Just maybe keep the language to a minimum when we’re around other people.”

They both had lovestruck looks at when they were interrupted by another buzz.

“Geez she’s persistent. She wants me to meet her out front.”

“I’ll walk you out,” Cyrus offered.

“I wouldn’t want anyone else to.”

They stood up and TJ instinctively reached for Cyrus‘s hand. After months of resisting it, he was glad to finally be about to do even this small act without worrying what the other might think.

Cyrus’s heart was bursting at the seams, and his smile was unmatched. He looked up at the other boy with that lovey grin as they started walking inside.

In the living room, only a few people outside of their friend group were still there, most of them putting on coats or talking on the phone with parents.

TJ’s heart suddenly began racing and cheeks heated up when a few people noticed the boys holding hands, even though most of them had knowing smiles.

He wasn’t sure how ready he was to out himself to the rest of the world after playing straight man for so long.

He felt a reassuring squeeze from Cyrus and relaxed a bit.

It doesn’t matter what anyone thinks except for me and Cy. No one can come between us again.

TJ gave a a quick wave to Andi, Buffy, Jonah, and Marty, who were all gathered by the stairs talking. They all waved back and grinned, whispering to each other and pointing out the couple’s hands.

He thought back to a conversation they’d had earlier about when they’d be willing to tell more people. It was a given for them to share the news with what Cyrus dubbed the “good hair crew” and Amber, but everyone else was a mystery.

They’d have to talk about it later, because Amber was just in sight on the front lawn, texting. She looked flustered when she caught sight of the boys.

“There you are TJ! Finally! Mom wants us home asap,” she immediately began, not registering how close the boys were or that they were touching.

“Okay okay! Let me just say goodbye to Cyrus real quick.”

Amber perked up, then glanced at their hands. Realization hit her face and she opened her mouth to say something before closing it again, nodding, and turning to the sidewalk.

The couple unlaced their fingers and turned to each other.

“So I’ll see you Sunday at the swings?” TJ asked, shifting weight between his feet.

“Of course. I’m sure everyone is gonna want to hang out at the spoon tomorrow too so I’ll let you know all the deets,” Cyrus replied with his usual chipper tone.

Both boys chuckled, and then TJ held his arms open awkwardly. Cyrus did the same and they embraced once again, squeezing each other firmly for much longer that normal.

After an acceptable amount of time, they separated.

“Well, goodnight,” TJ began.

“Goodnight.” Cyrus replied, wringing his fingers. TJ started heading to his impatient sister when confidence bubbled out of him.

“Wait!”

TJ stopped and Cyrus ran in front of him.

“You forgot something.”

“What are you talki-”

TJ stopped abruptly when he felt Cyrus’s lips on his cheek, which suddenly heated up with the gesture.

“I know that was really cheesy but I thought it was a good idea,” Cyrus babbled after pulling away. He went to continue when TJ stopped him by pressing a kiss to the slightly shorter boy’s forehead.

“Text me when you get home, okay?” TJ breathed.

“Only if you text me first,” Cyrus winked.

Finally, the two separated for good that night, waving to each other as the Kippen siblings began walking.

Once out of sight, Amber smirked and nudged at her younger brother, trying to pry the story about the night out of him the whole walk home.

Meanwhile, Cyrus made his way back inside to join the people left, promising to his friends that he’d spill the details eventually.

Eventually the partygoers had made their own ways home and the good hair crew was sat at the fire pit with Bex and Bowie, Cyrus finally got his text from TJ and grinned like mad.

Someone make a joking reference to who he might me texting and one joke led to another that ended with them all laughing.

Once they calmed down, Andi pulled out a childhood photo and things got serious again.

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“Great party.”

“Life-changing even.”

“I think I missed some stuff!?”

Everyone had to laugh at Jonah’s oblivious nature as they all unwrapped themselves from the group hug.

“Tomorrow? At the spoon?” Andi asked.

Everyone nodded and Cyrus stepped forward to say bye.

“Later, tater.”

He went out the gate to the front yard, finally making his way home for the night. He shot TJ a quick text to let him know he was heading home and that they would be meeting at the spoon the next day.

Upon finally arriving at this mom’s house, he flopped into bed, let TJ know he was safe, and fell asleep with a wide smile.

TJ instead was laying in his bed, replaying the night over and over.

Sure he was losing sleep over that boy, but finally it was for good reason.

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A/N: Wow I can’t believe this was my first Tyrus story! I’ve loved them for a long time and am so happy for Luke and Josh for portraying these boys the way that they have. They are so sweet and I am sad that we had to see it end, but glad it ended with them together.

I also have an idea for a series called “The space between” that touches on times between tyrus moments from the beginning leading up to this. Like non canon moments from when Buffy first met TJ until this fic. Idk lol.

Ps. Josh if you’re reading this say hi to Luke for me :) lol

#before during after #tyrus #tj x cyrus #tj kippen #cyrus goodman #buffy driscoll #andi mack #jonah beck #amber andi mack #amber kippen #marty andi mack #bex mack #bowie quinn #tj kippen x cyrus goodman #we were here #andi mack s3 ep20

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rgg [001] + nishiki and majima [003] :] 💖💖💖

Favorite character:

nishiki... makoto.. kiryu.. i love everyone tho they all mean so much to me

Least Favorite character:

Oda / Sagawa / Kazama(?)

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):

kiryu × majima, tachibana × kiryu, akiyama × hana, ai × yuki, yuya × kazuki, saejima × women

Character I find most attractive:

majima *beats myself up* (i think mostly fashion wise/his chosen appearance)

kiryu & saejima have better bodies/natural.. attractiveness tho (saejima is on thin fucking ice) 😳

Character I would marry:

Kiryu ;_____;

Character I would be best friends with:

haruka ! or hana or makoto, i like all the girls a lot

A random thought:

i miss tanimura ):

also maybe im just autistic but these games have meant so much to me and like. i am writing again and emoting again you taught me what love is rgg0 sorry rgg0 is my fav and i wont ever ever shut up about it

An unpopular opinion:

sagawa is not sexy tachibana and oda is shitty and unhealthy majima is a homo and so is kiryu people need to stop headcanoning majima as nonbinary purely bc of [redacted] nishitani was not that interesting or cool kiryu is actually really interesting just bc he doesnt act out or do bad things doesnt make him a boring character I swear I swear there is so much to him hes like the best character and the perfect man

My Canon OTP:

does akiyama × hana count

Non-canon OTP:

k..kiryu and majima T.T

Most badass character:

kiryu purely for his morals

Pairing I am not a fan of:

Sa🤢🤢 saga🤢🤢 🤢sagama🤢🤢 i cant even say it 🤮🤮🤮

also vomit worthy: nishiki×kiryu, yumi×kiryu/nishiki, sayama×kiryu

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another):

oh me and you complain so much but my mind is blank but uhh nishiki + saejima + yasuko for having like depth but was pushed aside for shitty romance reasons and also lack of addressing certain issues/traits that i thought really made them shine in place of like. focusing on other things if that makes sense

oda + mine for attempted sympathy points

Favourite friendship:

nishiki/kiryu, kiryu/yuya, kiryu/fighter, makoto/majima, kiryu/tachibana, lee/majima/makoto, majima/club sunshine every relationship makes me emo

Nishiki

How I feel about this character:

my star my love my darling man you are loved you are loved you are loved i swear if i think about nishiki too long i start crying i love him so so so much i am tearing up just thinking about him

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

😶 i will sound crazy if i pull out crack ships so. but nishiki is bisexual and maybe prefers girls that is all

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

Kiryu !!!!!!!!

My unpopular opinion about this character:

not really about him but putting the blame of k1 on nishiki unreciprocated love from yumi is dumb they should have looked at kazama unreciprocated (familiar) love instead or literally anything else even like focusing on losing yuko or just being. fucking alone and being fucked over by literally everyone why does everyone say like "uhhh its bc they both loved yumi" shut up, also people infantalize nishiki really weirdly but hes asian so., also nishiki×kiryu is gross and only freaks like it

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

Nishiki living and getting redemption, nishiki addressing his shitty dad/kazama actually interacting with nishiki for once in his life, nishiki hugging kiryu, theres so much emotion to nishiki and again i just feel like it was brushed over hes like the only antagonist who gives me feelings and garners any sympathy from me hes a really good character and i just wish he was given more of a chance and that the importance + depth of his relationship with kiryu was addressed more following k1

My OTP:

i dont. really have one

My OT3:

(nonromantic) yumi/kiryu/nishiki

Majima !

How I feel about this character:

:smirk: i have so much to say about him and he means so much to me and i love him with all my heart and i think hes so wonderfully complex i love it it gives me so much to write out + think about and i love mask symbolism and i just *weeps* i want him to be happy and i want him to be fulfilled and i want him to be comfortable and i want him to let himself be surrounded by people who cherish him

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

Kiryu. my mind is blank

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

Makoto / cabaret girls / nishida / ig saejima on a technicality

My unpopular opinion about this character:

stop calling him feral stop being weird about his gender i want to draw majima in dresses and project things but everyone here has ruined that i hate you all also hes not just completely bonkers crazy and hes also not like completely hiding everything/this is ALL an act sad like there is nuance and complexity hes not like either one side of a coin or the other im sorry im so nitpicky but some of you are so weird and im saying this as someone who is edgy and emo, also hes gay and trans and maybe does not have top surgery i have lots of opinions on him but that would take up so much space rgg fandom freaks wants what i have

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

More time addressing his relation with Yasuko, i wish we saw more of the impact sotenbori had on him outside of makoto like i understand shes really important but there was so much that happened there and i feel it was a little skipped out on, let me punch sagawa, ik so much of his character is inferred and has to be read into to get like the actual truth which i love but addressing his obsession with kiryu/his need for power/control/how much he lies and hides things im sorry I'm obsessed with character analysis nvm i can do it myself, address his eyepatch/missing an eye more the same way they address makoto being blind or saki being mute or even tachibana missing an arm i understand he's like badass unstoppable whatever whatever but it feels lame sometimes and it could have been like. more

My OTP:

😔 kiryu.

My OT3:

Tachibana × Kiryu × Majima bc you gave me homo brain worms

(nonromatic) lee/makoto/majima

#sorry this is so long cecil enabled me #asks #rgg txt

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