#hope you didn't mind this anon!

[queeenpersephone]

I know you already wrote Endgame by taylor for tonynat buuut how about something inspired by "you've been calling my bluff on all my usual tricks so here's the truth from my red lips"? love your writing <3

hi love! so you're right, i did, and so i'm going to answer your prompt in a roundabout way (by spoiling that fic a little) hope you don't mind! here's part one of my end game fic <3

one.

O U R P R E S E N T F U T U R I S T

By Karen Page

“Mr. Stark, thank you for joining me this morning.”

The man himself, Anthony Edward Stark, sits across from me, legs crossed. His suit is neatly pressed, his hair perfect. There is a faint bruise along his jaw, but considering his latest fight is available on YouTube, I have no need to ask. He is riding on an immense victory of another kind, the revised Sokovia Accords having just been successfully pushed through the UN.

“The pleasure is all yours,” he snarks, but a quick grin that quirks at the edge of his mouth tells me it is in jest. The words are flirty, but his eyes stay either on mine or on his phone, which fills up with more messages every minute - I feel almost guilty keeping him, a feeling that I assure you is unfamiliar. It is almost surreal to be with the man who, for better or worse, ushered in the era of public superheroes in which we now live. I tell him so.

He doesn’t look surprised, instead giving me a wry, self-deprecating grin. “That sounds cool, doesn’t it? Really, I just can’t keep my damn mouth shut.”

“You have said a lot of controversial things over the years.”

Tony laughs, and it is contagious. I can’t help but smile back. “Yeah, well put me down as on the straight and narrow, will you?”

The Accords, I know, have to be a sore point, but I wouldn’t be doing my job if I didn’t mention them. “You were the first signer of the Sokovia Accords. Do you ever regret the ‘straight and narrow,’ as you put it?”

Tony straightens a little, but his cool confidence remains. “The Accords have been subjected to a very thorough revising process, managed by two people I’d trust with my life.” He pauses, and I let him. “There are a lot of things I won’t say,” he tells me finally, “but no, I don’t regret it. We have a responsibility, and however we can fulfill it… well…”

“What do you mean?”

Tony thinks, then a soft smile crosses his face. “If we have one hand on the wheel,” he says, a level to his tone that makes me think he is quoting someone, “we can still steer.”

I decide to act on my hunch. “Your words?”

“Good catch,” he laughs. “No, the words of a woman far wiser than me.” He fumbles a little with his hands, twisting a plain, black ring on his fifth finger.

“And how is Miss Romanoff?” My hunches have not failed me yet. “Is she in the city?”

I am asking, of course, about his famous partner, the Black Widow. After a very public kiss on the tails of the Accords announcement, the media has been going crazy to discover the hows, whens, and whys of the whole affair. Details of their relationship are extremely rare, so I resolve to tread carefully.

“That’s classified,” he jokes, and though it is said as a joke, I also think it was the most serious thing he has said in the interview thus far. I would bet money that this man would not reveal his girlfriend’s location, even under the most extreme torture.

It’s clear that this line of investigation is not going to go anywhere, so I switch tracks. “How are these Accords different from the original documents, Mr. Stark?”

He just raises an eyebrow. “Read them, if you want to know,” he brushes off. Then he leans forward. “I care about my team - we’re gonna stick together because you never know when we’ll be needed. And that would be impossible with the way the Accords were written before the revisions.”

I nod. This isn’t new information. Many suspect that Tony Stark takes every opportunity to tell the public that the Avengers are needed, whole and ready to protect the Earth, so that his lost team members will know they are welcome back whenever they are ready.

“And are the Avengers ready? If they are needed?”

I don’t know why I expected Stark to take a while to answer this question, but it surprises me when he abandons his glances at his still-blowing-up phone, looking me straight in the eyes. I don’t even have written notes from this portion of the interview. I was completely captured by the man in front of me. He seems larger than life.

“The Avengers will always come together to defend the Earth. No matter how difficult it is. That’s the end game.” He leans back, and I do the same, released from that intensity, letting out an obvious exhale. Tony Stark just smirks, and in that moment, I realize that the Black Widow must be the only one who could ever handle him.

Still, he grins at me, and I smile back, immediately at ease when he wants me to be. “But my job is to make it as easy as possible. Thank you, Ms. Page.”

I know a dismissal when I hear one. And, without protest (which is very unlike me), I stand up and go.

(read more on page 4)

#ironwidow #tonynat #ironwidow writing #marvel #marvel writing #my writing #so it goes is next btw! #almost done with that one #y'all should definitely bug me about it lol #tony x natasha #answered #prompt #anonymous #hope you didn't mind this anon! #it's prompt adjacent lol #also i've never seen daredevil so ignore if i #have misrepresented karen

[endusviolence]

Rowling isn't denying holocaust. She just pointed out that burning of transgender health books is a lie as that form of cosmetic surgery didn't exist. But of course you knew that already, didn't you?

I was thinking I'd probably see one of you! You're wrong :) Let's review the history a bit, shall we?

In this case, what we're talking about is the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft, or in English, The Institute of Sexology. This Institute was founded and headed by a gay Jewish sexologist named Magnus Hirschfeld. It was founded in July of 1919 as the first sexology research clinic in the world, and was run as a private, non-profit clinic. Hirschfeld and the researchers who worked there would give out consultations, medical advice, and even treatments for free to their poorer clientele, as well as give thousands of lectures and build a unique library full of books on gender, sexuality, and eroticism. Of course, being a gay man, Hirschfeld focused a lot on the gay community and proving that homosexuality was natural and could not be "cured".

Hirschfeld was unique in his time because he believed that nobody's gender was either one or the other. Rather, he contended that everyone is a mixture of both male and female, with every individual having their own unique mix of traits.

This leads into the Institute's work with transgender patients. Hirschfeld was actually the one to coin the term "transsexual" in 1923, though this word didn't become popular phrasing until 30 years later when Harry Benjamin began expanding his research (I'll just be shortening it to trans for this brief overview.) For the Institute, their revolutionary work with gay men eventually began to attract other members of the LGBTA+, including of course trans people.

Contrary to what Anon says, sex reassignment surgery was first tested in 1912. It'd already being used on humans throughout Europe during the 1920's by the time a doctor at the Institute named Ludwig Levy-Lenz began performing it on patients in 1931. Hirschfeld was at first opposed, but he came around quickly because it lowered the rate of suicide among their trans patients. Not only was reassignment performed at the Institute, but both facial feminization and facial masculization surgery were also done.

The Institute employed some of these patients, gave them therapy to help with other issues, even gave some of the mentioned surgeries for free to this who could not afford it! They spoke out on their behalf to the public, even getting Berlin police to help them create "transvestite passes" to allow people to dress however they wanted without the threat of being arrested. They worked together to fight the law, including trying to strike down Paragraph 175, which made it illegal to be homosexual. The picture below is from their holiday party, Magnus Hirschfeld being the gentleman on the right with the fabulous mustache. Many of the other people in this photo are transgender.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of a group of people. Some are smiling at the camera, others have serious expressions. Either way, they all seem to be happy. On the right side, an older gentleman in glasses- Magnus Hirschfeld- is sitting. He has short hair and a bushy mustache. He is resting one hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him. His other hand is being held by a person to his left. Another person to his right is holding his shoulder.]

There was always push back against the Institute, especially from conservatives who saw all of this as a bad thing. But conservatism can't stop progress without destroying it. They weren't willing to go that far for a good while. It all ended in March of 1933, when a new Chancellor was elected. The Nazis did not like homosexuals for several reasons. Chief among them, we break the boundaries of "normal" society. Shortly after the election, on May 6th, the book burnings began. The Jewish, gay, and obviously liberal Magnus Hirschfeld and his library of boundary-breaking literature was one of the very first targets. Thankfully, Hirschfeld was spared by virtue of being in Paris at the time (he would die in 1935, before the Nazis were able to invade France). His library wasn't so lucky.

This famous picture of the book burnings was taken after the Institute of Sexology had been raided. That's their books. Literature on so much about sexuality, eroticism, and gender, yes including their new work on trans people. This is the trans community's Alexandria. We're incredibly lucky that enough of it survived for Harry Benjamin and everyone who came after him was able to build on the Institute's work.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of the May Nazi book burning of the Institute of Sexology's library. A soldier, back facing the camera, is throwing a stack of books into the fire. In the background of the right side, a crowd is watching.]

As the Holocaust went on, the homosexuals of Germany became a targeted group. This did include transgender people, no matter what you say. To deny this reality is Holocaust denial. JK Rowling and everyone else who tries to pretend like this isn't reality is participating in that evil. You're agreeing with the Nazis.

But of course, you knew that already, didn't you?

Edit: Added image IDs. I apologize to those using screen readers for forgetting them. Please reblog this version instead.

#transgender #trans history #transsexual #transphobia #Magnus Hirschfeld #holocaust #holocaust denial #book burning #j.k. rowling #jk rowling #just in case you missed what i mean by all this: go fuck yourself anon :) #trans people have always existed #and we will always exist #if you really wanna pick a fight with me over well-documented history then you better bring in some sources to back your shit #queer history #queer #lgbt+ #lgbta+ #lgbt #lgbt history #edit: i finally got around to those damn image IDs. i am so very sorry for totally forgetting that's my bimbo moment of the month #also real quick i thought about adding an image of the actual building but the only one i can find has a Nazi parade in front of it #it was taken the day of the book burning raid and honestly if i were to include it then i'd add it to the first few paragraphs #and i think the story's better told when you uphold the hope Magnus Hirschfeld and all the researchers he worked with had #also keeps being brought up: yes Hirschfeld was a eugenicist. it was a popular belief set that was only discredited after WW2 #Hirschfeld died in 1935. he literally didn't live long enough to see science turn against those beliefs and practices #considering how he changed his mind on transitions i like to think he would've changed his mind on eugenics too if he'd lived

[unclewaynemunson]

prompt idea! :D

steve being a poet and eddie being a songwriter. they both reference each other in their works and no one has put it together yet.

( also hi you're awesome )

Oooh anon I love this, this is such an intriguing concept bc the possibilities are ENDLESS with this one! I hope you like the direction I ended up taking it in :) (and thank you so much for dropping this in my ask box! <3 )

EDIT: I wrote an expanded version for this one and it's also on ao3 :D

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Jeff was the one who introduced Eddie to Ronan Right. His mom was moving and when Eddie visited to help, he found his friend with his nose buried in a small book that was nearly falling apart in his hands.

“What's that?” Eddie asked, flopping down next to Jeff among the boxes.

“My mom's favorite poet,” Jeff mumbled, barely glancing up from the page.

And as soon as Eddie got a chance to pick up the book from where Jeff had left it, he was hooked. He was no help at all for Jeff's poor mom, completely engrossed in poem after poem, reading them again and again and again.

Eddie liked reading poetry to get some inspiration for his songwriting, but a lot of poetry had this atmosphere of pretentiousness around it. This didn't. It was surprisingly simple. To the point, with a rawness to it, mostly short poems that had a simplicity with which they managed to cut right to the heart of things.

Ever since that day, Ronan Right became Eddie's biggest source of inspiration. He'd never start working on new songs before reading one of Right's poems first. And whenever he got stuck on his lyrics, he'd pick up one of Right's books – and every time, without fail, he'd find something in there to help him find the right words.

---

When people would ask Steve what inspired him, his answer was always the same, always simple: music. Most people probably assumed that by that, a poet would mean classical music or maybe jazz of some kind. They were wrong: Steve Harrington, professionally known as Ronan Right, liked to blast the most screamy metal imaginable whenever he was writing – much to the discontent of his poor neighbors. He didn't care much for lyrics, it was all about the sound for him: about volume, about harmonies, about a combination of ingredients that somehow managed to flip a switch inside of his brain that unlocked the more creative ways to look at words.

His favorite band was called Corroded Coffin. Something about them stood out in the long list of metal bands he loved to listen to. It was something about the sound of the singer's voice, about the guitar riffs, that simply made sense to him, made the words that he was looking for bubble up to the surface naturally.

He got halfway through the first song on Corroded Coffin's newly released album, when he froze at his desk. He didn't care much for lyrics, but those words... There was something familiar about them.

He replayed the song from the beginning and started frantically flipping through the pages of one of his earliest poetry bundles... Yeah, there definitely was something familiar about those lyrics.

They weren't copied, exactly. It could just be a coincidence.

But the album kept playing on and Steve kept getting distracted by the lyrics because there was so much familiarity in them. It wasn't like the singer was stealing from him, it wasn't even like he was taunting his copyright or anything like that... It was like he was building on Steve's words. Like Steve had laid a foundation that had sparked Corroded Coffin to make something beautiful. Like the two of them shared a mind, a soul, an inspiration.

And Steve wrote the best poem he had ever written, in one go, that day.

---

More bundles followed. More albums were released. And they kept interlocking with each other, one causing the other to do something new, try something different, figure something out.

Ronan Right was still an obscure poet, well-respected but not mainstream enough for bigger successes. Corroded Coffin was still an obscure metal band, praised by the connoisseur but too experimental to ever get anywhere bigger than the verge of the metal scene. The only one who noticed the textual similarities between the two, was Jeff's mother. She'd smile her knowing smile and chuckle quietly, delighting in her own private understanding.

---

A new book was about to get published. Steve had to drive down to Chicago to meet with his publicist and talk some things through, but his car was in the shop so he got on a train instead. The meeting went well, Don't try to be a hero officially got the green light, and feeling content, Steve pulled out the latest Corroded Coffin cd to put in his walkman as soon as he got on the train back home.

“Hey,” the guy opposite him said with a smile and a nod towards Steve's walkman, just before Steve could put on his headphones. “Corroded Coffin, nice.”

“You know them?” Steve asked, taken by surprise, a matching smile creeping onto his own face.

“Yeah.” The guy chuckled. “Yeah, I know them.”

Sunlight fell through the window and shone on the big rings around the guy's fingers, catching Steve's eye – and pulling his gaze towards the tiny book he was holding in his hands.

“Hey,” he said, “Ronan Right, nice.”

The guy stared at him for a few seconds, something like disbelief in his big brown eyes. “You know him?!”

Steve felt laughter bubble up in his chest. “Yeah, I know him.”

#anon ily i hope you liked this!! #i didn't spend that much time on it so i hope it turned out okay #i wanted to include jeff bc too many people always talk about gareth and jeff gets totally sidelined and i don't like that #and then suddenly jeff's mom was there too lol #also i couldn't naturally include this in the text but eddie is on that train to visit uncle wayne #feels like important information #don't mind me rambling about stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #corroded coffin #stranger things #fruity ficlet

[little-pup-pip]

Just curious, what requests do you have in your queue/to do currently? If you're ok with saying it that is :]

Oh boy, that's a bigger question than last time someone asked! I have over 200 waiting requests at this point!! Because of that this got very very long, so I put the rest under the cut! Like last time, this is in order of how recently I received the request, and doesn't mean I'm too busy to take new requests!!

Ibara saegusa (enstars)

Monochrome oranges cats and angels

Gloomy bear

Another rockruff (maybe)

Cult of the lamb (specifically the lamb)

Llewellyn Watts (Murdoch Mysteries)

Jake (trailer park warlock)

Cult of the lamb (pet dreaming themed)

Bear therian

Selkie

Ice bear (we bare bears)

Tubbo (maybe)

Snow leopard

Pink

Australian shepherd (pupre)

Cassie (fnaf: ruin)

Draik (neopets)

The rainbow fish

Black kitten + space

Pumpkin head (maybe, needs more research)

Alice in wonderland

Sheep

Someone's OC Avery & siblings

Gothic

Star catcher (MLP)

Masc version of my druid board

Scrooge CG (2009 film)

Beetlejuice

Superstar daycare (fnaf)

1950s + ocean

Pandas + light purple and black

Dandelions

Willy wonka CG (recent movie)

Maki Harukawa (Danganronpa)

Kidcore Halloween + pumpkin puppy Webkinz

Fruit bat

Mermaid

Pastel purple + pandas

Robocar Poli

Brown, lime green and forest green puppy

Weird Barbie CG

Shiny Vaporeon

Where the wild things are

Squid

Dylan (the magic roundabout)

Conner CG (Detroit become human)

Mitsuri kanroji (demon slayer)

Minecraft mooshrooms

Sharks or wolves (haven't decided)

Hot Wheels

Miffy

Fox

Sharks

Zombies

Vincent (dead plate)

Vintage kitty dreaming

Deadpool

Shane CG (stardew valley)

Wolf pup

Celestia and Luna (MLP)

Soft blue and yellow

Pascal (animal crossing)

Pastel blue and pink

Batman CG

Ram

Osamu dazai (bungo stray dogs)

Dylan (the quarry)

Rain/nature + white rabbits

Ox

Penguin + dinosaur

Noah (total drama island)

Vision CG (marvel)

Light blue

Bumble bees + lavender

Yellow + ducks

Bearded vulture

Barn owl

Queen barb (trolls world tour)

Oliver (vocaloid)

Light green light brown and beige

Mind (Chonny Jash/CCCC)

Cinnamoroll + emu otori (project sekai)

Yellow+ chicks and puppy stuffies

Seam CG (deltarune)

Plants vs zombies

Viktor (arcane)

Queen of trash CG (Elmo goes to grouch land)

John Constantine (Justice League Dark)

Aziraphale (good omens)

Scenecore

Musa (winx club)

Leap frog

Hyper feminine puppy

Crow + black cat

Totodile + bodies of water

Bees

Sackboy (Little Big Planet) and or My Melody

Baby crocodile

Animal crossing

Pastel kitten

Doki doki literature club

Keralis (Hermitcraft, maybe)

90s grunge

Tula tones (novi stars)

Eevee + dragons

Kitten + stars

Ratchet (rescue bot academy)

Pastel shark

Mikan Tsumiki (Danganronpa)

Mushrooms

Grey + Ross federman youtooz

Sparkly dragon

Blue and purple + puppies

Ducks + alt/Gothic lean

Cinnamoroll

Shadow (sonic)

Jellyfish

Boyfriend.xml (Friday night funkin')

Puppet (fnaf)

Golden retriever + yellow and blue

Bernese mountain dog

Strawberries

Genshin impact

Len or Miku

Toothless (httyd)

Eddworld

Donnie (rise of the tmnt)

The princess and the grilled cheese sandwich

Pastel goth princess

SpongeBob

Karako Pierot (hiveswap)

Young Michael Afton

Soft fox

Great pyrenees + farm

Ike eveland

Invader Zim + neon green

Julius Caesar (Octavian, night at the museum, waiting until March for this one)

Scorpion

Vampire squid

Golden retriever (again, lol)

Cats + playing outside

Border Collie

Tiger

Argos CG (World of Mr. Plant) 

Pochacco

Mortal Kombat

marble cross fox/forest/fantasy (I'm figuring this one out still)

Puppy + SpongeBob

characters from Project Sekai, Hoshino Ichika, Mochizuki Honami, Akiyama Mizuki and Kusanagi Nene.

Baby vulture

Frog with more fem themes

Rain world/slugcat

Dark academia/cottagecore

Border Collie

Modded smash hit rooms

Crying child (fnaf)

Agent Smith CG (the matrix)

Katamari

Enjolras (les miserable)

Rolfe DeWolfe CG (Rockafire Explosion)

Bugbo

Slime rancher

Puppet (fnaf)

CosMc's

Parado (Kamen Rider)

Tally hall

Gordon (all engines go)

Spinel (Steven universe)

Cater diamond (twisted wonderland)

Rockabilly (probably)

Felix Lee

Jing yuan CG (Hsr)

Charles Xavier CG (X-Men)

Toki wartooth (metalocalypse)

Naoto Shirogane (persona 4)

Kitoto (I don't know what he's from)

17th century dutch

Sirena von boo (monster high)

Jake (miss peregrines home for peculiar children)

Minecraft

Sees behind trees

Allay (Minecraft, I think)

Spinosaurus screenshots or products

Tecchou (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Barbara (genshin impact)

Tasmanian devil

Spamton CG (deltarune)

Spinosaurus

Grunge + lop eared bunnies

Yume-Nikki

Daxter (jak and daxter)

Madness combat for puppies

James Sunderland (silent Hill)

Shirokuma (Danganronpa)

Leo (IDW comic)

#this took a while #a couple hours i think #but i don't mind because it's a fair question! #i also discovered a bunch of non request things that i didn't see!! #for people who sent those I'm sorry! #I'll respond shortly! #anyway no colored text for this because too much text #I'm curious which ones people are most excited about #and if you're wondering why most requests with people say maybe #it's because i need to research the people first #to make sure I'm comfortable with them #and that their face is okay to put on my account #anyway thats all #i hope you like reading anon! #Pip's barks

[wanderer-clarisse]

For some reason, the ask has completely vanished. swallowed whole by the depths of tumblr. But someone requested an elfling playing with a swan, so here is my (rather boring) interpretation of it! personal headcanon: this is Elwing and her weird fascination with birds at a young age.

#this sketch took me forever #not because i didn't like the subject - on the contrary #it is such a cute concept and I've been rotating this picture in my mind for a long time #but life got in the way :( #to the anon who kindly requested this #I hope you're still around and I hope you see this and I hope you have a nice day #that is all #clarisse doodles #sketch #tolkien #elves #elwing #drawing requests

[dragonsarecats]

To be fair CF is just as much about found family than VW

Hi anon! I'm gonna link the post I talked about the Golden Deer here for clarity's sake lol.

I think when discussing themes of found family in different three houses routes, it's important to talk about Byleth. In a game where the single, main variable between possible futures is Byleth's interference, it means the story has to be written in a particular way--I mentioned this before when talking about character supports and endings; each character needs to be able to have a romantic ending with Byleth, which affects how their supports are written. In the case of the Lord's, this means you're given tangible reasons why you should've chosen them.

I mean. Let's be real here. Claude has the highest survivability rate of any character in the base game. He can't die if you're completing Verdant Wind (for obvious reasons), or Blue Lions. He's heavily implied to live to see another day in Silver Snow, and you can spare him in Crimson Flower! Edelgard and Dimitri die without the professor's stabilizing influence--but Claude? What does he lose without the professor.

That's sort of how I determine subtler themes of each route in a way--by comparing what you get with and without Byleth.

So when I argue that Verdant Wind is the most about found family, I mean it thematically; the other routes don't have tangible less found family, but without Byleth members of the Golden Deer just blatantly disappear unrecruited post time skip in several routes!

Without Byleth, the option for found family is removed for Claude in a big way, I personally feel, and not just by full recruitment runs lol. Not completely, of course--even in Crimson Flower a recruited Lorenz laments having to face off against Claude and Hilda is willing to die in defense of him and the city--but enough that it was blatantly shocking to me that if you don't recruit Marianne, she does not appear at all post time skip, no exceptions.

In a narrative sense, perhaps slightly unshocking; but in a practical sense? This leaves Claude without a healer.

Claude can't hold onto all his Deer even if you don't recruit any of them in the Academy phase. Silver Snow, Azure Moon, Crimson Flower--Marianne will always be gone; consistent, non variable. Depending on the route other characters like Lorenz might disappear as well.

The themes of found family are prevalent in all the routes, but since each route is pretty much defined by the Lord who leads it, I feel as though their personal relationship with the found family is most defining, if that makes sense.

People stand by Edelgard, Dimitri, and even Rhea for better, or for worse. Even recruited, characters like Felix make it abundantly clear that switching sides doesn't change the immense emotional attachment they have to their original lord.

This just. Isn't true for Claude.

Without Byleth, he doesn't get to keep everyone together. Without Byleth Hilda is recruitable in two routes. The idea that you could ever do the same with Hubert or Dedue is blatantly laughable.

Byleth's presence is what enables Edelgard, Dimitri, and Rhea to remain the most of themselves, if that makes sense. Edelgard's war strategy in Crimson Flower is a lot less aggressive and scorched earth then it is in the other two routes because she's had the professor as an emotional rock. Similarly for Dimitri, he's able to recover because Byleth is there to keep him alive and safe. And then Rhea will blatantly die in the Verdant Wind route where she doesn't in Silver Snow. Byleth, in every sense of the word, keeps these three characters alive and well.

But without her? They still inspire loyalty and devotion--unquestionable, again, if no recruitment takes place. Dimitri, Edelgard, and Rhea can all face up against you as enemies with the full force of their houses/allies (save for, oddly, Annette).

Claude does not.

Claude's whole route is about learning to trust others in a way that allows them to trust him. The Deer are devoted to Claude in Verdant Wind in a way they just, textually aren't otherwise, and that's due to Byleth's influence, both as a Professor to these individual students, and to Claude.

When I say that Verdant Wind is the most found family thematically to me, I mean it at a very base level. Claude knows he doesn't have what Dimitri and Edelgard seem to take for granted. It seems almost effortless, in Verdant Wind, the loyalty and devotion he inspires in his friends despite how often you, as Byleth, are told that Claude appears to be an untrustworthy and sneaky individual.

But it's easy to see in routes where you don't chose him that without Byleth, that image mantains. Claude is an outsider. And maybe he doesn't need Byleth in the way the other lords do to survive or achieve his dream (after all, there's nothing saying he can't open diplomacy with his former classmates after he goes back to Almyra so long as he lives to do so), but just as Byleth is uniquely able to be a peer to the Golden Deer, so can Claude uniquely trust and gain the trust of his house in full.

It's not as dramatic as the other two houses, and I think it's the point. Edelgard and Dimitri have already built a solid foundation of devotion and loyalty. Ferdinand and Felix (your "rival" characters in those houses) are loyal without Byleth, even if Ferdinand claims it's to guide her or if Felix complains every step of the way. Lorenz isn't. In Verdant Wind, you sort of take it for granted that everyone will be there at the reunion if they survived the Academy phase. Of course they will--they promised, didn't they?

But outside Verdant Wind, it's clear to see that you as the player took it for granted. And that's why I think Verdant Wind is thematically the most found family. It's not because the other routes don't love each other as much or aren't as complex or there isn't devotion. It's because fundamentally Verdant Wind is about Claude, for the first time in his life, having a group of people he can rely on and who will rely on him without hesitation. It's about the formation of found family, and how Claude doesn't need it to achieve his dreams, but man, does it give him something to achieve those dreams for.

#fe3h #twila talks #twila answers #claude von riegan #edelgard von hresvelg #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #verdant wind route #lorenz hellman gloucester #marianne von edmund #thank you for the ask anon!!! #I think the themes of found family in the other three routes are very prevalent just different #whereas claude's route is really about the formation of a found family and him being able to keep it you know? #claude doesn't need byleth in the way the other three lords do #but that means he DOES need byleth in a way those other three don't if that makes sense #again byleth is the fulcrum on which this universe/narrative spins so the way you judge a lot of this in my mind #is to see what happens when byleth is or isn't there #i mean look at three hopes lol #didn't talk too much about the effects of found family on edelgard or dimitri here because i don't want to be here all day lol #BUT suffice to say found family does affect them uniquely IN their routes even if they still have it outside their routes #and again all this is influenced and informed by shared history and power dynamics etc etc #it's also important to me to talk about the way each of the four routes differentiates in clear ways from the other #anyways this is my golden deer propaganda follow me for more or send me asks for a timely multi paragraph response #sdfhsjkdf

[kwillow]

Anon, this is so so sweet! I really wanted to draw something showing how Ambroys would respond to what your OC says with his, erm, characteristic humility and courteousness.

You’re right that he’d be smug about having such a loyal devotee. The time when he was dealing with Hyden was a period where most people had run out of patience and forgiveness for him. Having someone in his corner who was constantly feeding him compliments and promises of murder would do a lot to buoy his ailing ego and keep him stable when he was otherwise falling into a very sorry and sorry-for-himself state.

Of course, that’s not necessarily a good thing... for all he babbles about “appreciation”, Ambroys is an entitled and selfish bastard who takes other people’s kindness for granted. He doesn’t appreciate his “toys” until they’ve been broken or taken away. I hope your OC would stand up for themself once enough was enough!

#sorry for taking so long to respond to this! it's been on my mind for a while #but I hadn't had the time to draw what I wanted to #I hope you're still following me and see this :') #(also since you're anon I didn't know what your character looked like) #(so I just drew a big shadowy dog man - I hope it's not TOO off) #sorry ambroys really is awful #but what else is an awful fictional person for but the fantasy that maybe you could fix them :P #asks #my draws #ambroys #amaranthine #one day I will learn how to draw a furry from the front mark my words #unicorn #furry

[rillils]

OK BUT THOR JUST ADORING BUCKY IN A BROTHERLY WAY AND BEING VERY TOUCHY IN LIKE A FRIEND WAY BECAUSE HES LIKE THAT AND STEVE, OBLIVIOUS AND VERY JEALOUS STEVE, IS JUST VERY VERY JEALOUS

yes, that would be it

NONNIE, MY BEAUTS, I FUDGING LOVE YOU 💕🥰💕🥰💕 you know, this ask made me grin like an idiot, and then I spent hours thinking about it, and then one thing led to another and it spawned this... thing? it's all kinda jumbled and unrefined, and I didn't give it a re-read so um. but yeah, you can find most of my ramblings under the cut :3

imagine if this is before the boys become a thing – they’ve been dancing around each other for the better part of a century, forever stuck in this relationship limbo because they are two big pining dumdums, with a history of trauma longer than the Nile and a deeply ingrained tendency to not talk about their feelings, and they’re hopelessly in love with each other, and also just. kinda hopeless in general. desperate to finally Make This Happen, but kind of at a loss as to how to do it.

after all, there never seemed to be a good time for this, right? they never seemed to have enough leisure and peace of mind to give this thing, this really important thing, the proper space.

but now, you know. now Bucky’s out of cryo, and their enemies are far away. there are no new wars in sight (shhh infinity war never happened), and most importantly, life in Wakanda has given Bucky the chance to find some peace, to rest, to take the first few steps of his journey towards recovery. so Steve figures, maybe. maybe for once the timing’s just right, and he can do what he’s been wanting to do since all his clothes were two sizes too big and his shoulders fit under Bucky’s arm as if the shape of him had been cut out of Bucky’s side. he can tell Bucky, and find out if Bucky feels the same way after all.

ENTER THOR.

and Thor, you see, he befriends Bucky as quickly and as naturally as he does everybody else.

Thor with the boisterous laugh of a godling in his prime and the eyes of an ancient soul; Thor who’s supposed to be the god of thunder, and yet beams as bright and warm as the sun.

Thor, who finds true enjoyment in making people feel good about themselves, and he’s always calling Bucky handsome, complimenting the progress of his beard, teaching him how to braid his hair the Asgardian way, patiently and eagerly, just like he was taught when he was a boy.

Thor is genuinely impressed by Bucky’s knife skills, the flipping and the throwing and the twirling – he himself was always more about power and momentum, rather than stealth and agility – but his brother, he tells Bucky with unsuspected fondness, his brother would find kinship in Bucky’s knack for sharp blades.

Thor never tiptoes around Bucky – on the contrary, he’s quick to sling an arm around Bucky’s shoulders, to slam his huge hand between Bucky’s shoulder blades with enough strength to generate a minor earthquake and make Bucky’s bones rattle like so many pebbles in a box.

Thor, who is a literal god and has the body show it, who’s battle-worn and fierce and still finds the time to pick wildflowers to bring as a gift for Bucky’s home, who owns two goats with super badass names (which then turn out to be the equivalent of Toothgap and Chews-a-lot), who could easily tuck Bucky under his arm and take him for a spin through the clouds with his magical hammer

and he’s gorgeous, and loyal, and generous, and a king amongst his people, and it would be so fucking easy to fall head over heels for someone like him

and then there’s Steve, who had only just managed to talk himself into confessing his feelings to the love of his life

and suddenly it’s like Thor is always there, and his hands seem to be on Bucky at all times – on Bucky’s arm, at his back, in his hair to weave it into lovely plaits – and Steve loves Thor, he does, but these days he also feels the occasional urge to bite Thor’s fingers off one by one

he’s jealous. he’s so fucking jealous it hurts. maybe he doesn’t even realize it at first, but then he recognizes it – this ugly feeling eating away at his insides, sitting unpleasantly in the pit of his stomach every time he sees Thor hover too close to Bucky for one second too long

and he hates it, he hates feeling this way. he knows he’s being unfair, to Thor and Bucky both. he can see how Thor’s friendship affect Bucky in the best way; how important it is for him, to have one person in the world who cares, who sees beyond his past and doesn’t resent or blame him for it; someone who values him, not just as an asset to use when the need arises, but as a man, as a person, as a friend

and Steve is glad, he truly is! Bucky deserves it all – the extra positive touch, the words of affirmation, the loud appreciation, all of it. he deserves to be surrounded by people who love him, who respect him, and he deserves to feel at ease with them, as he does with Thor

but.

but every time Steve hears him laugh at one of Thor’s jokes, or catches him listening avidly to one of Thor’s many tales, which sound better and more exciting than half the sci-fi novels out there, he can’t help but wish he were the one putting that gleam in Bucky’s eyes

when he sees Thor pull Bucky into a one-armed hug so easily, while he can’t even bring himself to take Bucky’s hand, look him in the eye and whisper the words he’s been carrying in his heart for so long–

when he goes back to their place – Bucky’s place – and is greeted by yet another trinket Thor brought back from his latest trip to this or that world, the number of them crowding every room now, like a constant reminder–

when he and Bucky sit together for dinner, or Bucky tugs him along for a walk through the fields, and the first words out of his mouth are “Thor told me...” or “Thor says that...”–

Steve is jealous. so jealous he can feel his heart darken with rot from the inside out, like an apple core crawling with worms.

and the thing is, superserum or not, Steve is only human – and one day, when they’re all together and Thor is being is usual, friendly, affectionate self, Steve snaps at him for no apparent reason

it takes him a moment to realize what he’s done, and the way Bucky’s looking at him... all Steve can think to do is stalk off to go sulk in private, and maybe let the ground swallow him whole

meanwhile, Bucky doesn’t know what to think – he’s surprised, and a bit angry, and very much confused. yes, Steve has been acting weird for some time, but this? this isn’t like him at all

Thor, on the other hand, he’s not half as oblivious as he may seem; he’s been watching for a while now, and he believes he knows what’s going on with his friend. so he takes Bucky aside and tells him. clasps Bucky’s shoulder, and with a warm, benevolent smile, of the sort you’d only ever see on an immortal being, he says, “I believe it’s time for you and Steven to have a conversation, my friend.”

and dammit, but Bucky thinks so, too

locating Steve is easy enough. Bucky finds him exactly where he thought Steve would be: sitting under the tree in their backyard, where they’ve spent many of their afternoons, reading to each other, dozing off in its shade, snacking on dried fruits and nuts as they sent cute cat videos and memes back and forth between them

he’s got one of the shepherd dogs curled up in his lap, and he looks so solemn and miserable, with his fingers buried in the puppy’s fur and his head hanging gloomily, Bucky almost feels bad for him.

he approaches calmly – he knows Steve is aware of his presence by now – and sits on the ground next to him, in the groove between the tree’s roots, which they have long since claimed as their spot.

It’s Steve who speaks first, a quiet mutter, like all the fight’s gone out of him.

“What are you doing out here?”

Bucky shrugs. “Came to see if you were fit for civil company again.”

He looks over – Steve’s chin is nearly touching his chest at this point, eyes trained carefully on a nondescript spot on the dog’s white fur. Well then, Bucky decides, if this is how it’s going to play out.

“You know, Thor says he fears he must have upset you somehow.”

Steve is quiet for a moment, but there’s something there, in the way his jaw clenches minutely under his beard, that tells Bucky he’s struck the right nerve.

“And why would he think that?” asks Steve.

“I don’t know, maybe because you were being an asshole to him?”

The tips of Steve’s ears burn red hot – shame, if Bucky had to guess. Good.

“You’re right,” Steve says eventually, sounding genuinely contrite. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have– I’m sorry.”

“You should apologize to him.”

Steve nods, “I will. I promise.”

and then it’s quiet again. Steve keeps rubbing his thumbs over the dog’s soft ears, silent, and it becomes clear to Bucky that if he wants anything to change here, he’s gonna have to make the first move.

“He’s got an interesting theory, you know. Thor,” he tells Steve casually, nudging Steve’s knee with his own. “He thinks you might be jealous.”

That catches Steve’s attention. His head snaps up, and this time he actually meets Bucky’s eye, stuttering, “Jealous? Wha– why would I, why would I be–”

But it’s precisely because he’s looking Bucky in the eye, that he can’t bring himself to finish that sentence.

“... Was it that obvious?”

He sounds so utterly mortified, Bucky can’t help a little smile there. “To some more than others. Subtlety’s never really been your thing, you know that.”

Steve sighs, leaning back against the tree trunk as tension visibly bleeds out of him.

“I’m so sorry, Buck. I’ve been the worst lately. I should have been supportive, should have been rooting for you making a new friend, and instead I went and made it all about me. I’m sorry, I really am.” He goes back to scratching behind the dog’s ears, avoiding Bucky’s gaze, hesitant even as he adds, “I just... could tell how much you liked him.”

So there it is, then.

“And you thought that, since I had him now, I would just forget about you?”

The apples of Steve’s cheeks flush pink, high and full across his cheekbones. “It sounds so stupid when you put it like that.”

Good, Bucky thinks, because it is stupid. Steve is stupid – a stupid, endearing, adorable idiot, and Bucky wants to kiss the uncertainty off of his pretty face so bad it actually hurts to hold back.

“I do like Thor,” he says, watching Steve nod pitifully beside him. “He’s a good man, or– or god, or whatever he is in the first place. The thing is, he’s a good friend, and good friends are hard to come by. But Thor is not the one I want to be with. He’s not the one I want to fall asleep with, or wake up to, or come home to when the day’s work is done.”

Steve looks up, lips parted, a single grain of hope gleaming in his eyes. “He’s not?”

Bucky smiles, fond. Either Steve’s just that blind, or he’s playing dumb because he wants to hear Bucky say it; but that’s fine, too. That’s more than fine. Bucky’s gone without putting this into words for long enough. “No, Steve.”

“But there is someone.”

Bucky snorts. “Yeah, there is someone.”

He scoots closer, until their shoulders meet, and slips his metal hand in Steve’s own, letting Steve lace their fingers together.

“There’s this guy, you know, a good pal of mine. We go way back, basically grew up together, and I might deny this tomorrow, but I’ve been holding a torch for him since like, forever. I even asked him to move in with me – twice now, if you can believe that.”

Steve’s head tips gently against his, nuzzling briefly at Bucky’s temple. His breath is soft against Bucky’s cheek, and their hair whispers together, silk to silk. “Did you.”

Bucky hums. “First time around, we were still kids. He got all stubborn about it, figured it must be charity on my part, you know, a good Samaritan kind of deal. Never even crossed his mind that I might be more selfish than that. That he was home to me, and I wanted to be the same to him.”

The gentle squeeze of Steve’s hand around his is worth a thousand words. Bucky can feel them press into his skin, I remember, rich with fondness for the boys they used to be, and We know better now, soft and grateful, and more than that, sweeter than that, I’m right here, right here with you, deep at the core of who they’ve always been – ubi tu gaius, my love. Where you are, there I will be.

“But he came around,” Steve says, and Bucky can hear the smile in his voice as he says it.

There’s a happy ending somewhere in this story, close enough that Bucky can taste it on the roof of his mouth already, and they can spell it together, same as they’ve been doing since once upon a time.

“He sure did,” Bucky confirms. “The second time I asked him, though, he didn’t put up a fight. In fact, he didn’t try to argue at all. He said yes right away, and I thought. Maybe we’d both had enough of being apart. Maybe he wanted this as much as I did.”

“He did,” Steve promises without hesitation, body turning towards Bucky, seeking his gaze, and there’s no way Bucky could doubt him when they are like this. No way he could mistake the truth in Steve’s eyes for anything but what it is.

“And now he’s here with me,” he says. “Living with me. Building a home with me. He cooks with me, cleans up with me, stays up with me when I can’t sleep. He hangs our laundry all squared up like he’s due for an inspection, and he keeps buying more socks than either of us can ever wear, and he makes a face every time this other guy brings flowers into our home, because apparently, he should be the only one who gets to do that.”

And there’s the bright pink at the tip of Steve’s ears again, and the way he blushes all the way from the mole on his cheek to the three freckles on his neck, the way he ducks his head a little, embarrassed.

It’s moments like this that make Bucky sure: this is the man he wants. This doofus right here, who looks at him like he can’t help but, stars in his eyes, and tries so hard to hide the smallest of smiles under his beard, but he hasn’t quite learned how yet. Bucky thinks he never will. And to be honest, he kinda likes it that way.

He cups Steve’s jaw, stroking over the dimple he knows is there, buried beneath the soft bristles, and feels Steve’s smile curve under his thumb.

“I know him like the back of my hand, and still he surprises me some days. He knows me, too. Knows all there is to know, all the things that matter. He just hasn’t picked up on how much I love him yet. How happy he makes me. How jealous I get when our dogs like him better than me,” he adds, tipping his chin towards the overgrown puppy currently in Steve’s lap. Steve chuckles, and if Bucky could spend the rest of eternity just counting the crinkles around his eyes and kissing each and everyone of them, he would.

“I gotta say, this guy sounds like a mook,” Steve teases softly. “Might be you’re gonna have to spell it out for him.”

Bucky slips his fingers in Steve’s hair, pulling him in.

“You’re a dick,” he rumbles.

“I love you too,” Steve rumbles back.

“Kiss me,” Bucky tries to say, but Steve is already there.

#anon #stucky #wakanda stucky #rillers scribbles #well more like rillers rambles lol #i don't know how this got so out of hand #but it's silly and it was so much fun to scribble xD #thank you so so much nonnie <3 #seriously <3 #this just gave me the opportunity to take my mind off of things and just kinda rant mindlessly for like 2 days straight #and i couldn't be more grateful if i tried #bless you nonnie!! #i hope this didn't stray too far from what you were looking for :3

[soapsbaby]

yes please oh my god thank you, this has been buzzing in my mind since last night! + i also apologize if this is a bit long!

but imagine being in a relationship with soap—but also being the captain’s ‘daughter’? here me out: he’s not actually your dad, the man is only about 38-39. but let’s say him and your dad were apart of the same team, best friends basically. your dad meets your mom, your mom falls pregnant but something happens to your dad whereas he’s no longer in your life, so price steps in takes that fatherly roll and helps your mom out—you know the whole thing!

and you’re apart of the task force with an outstanding performance + record for your age and that’s when soap comes in, he’s had his eye on you since day and you had your eyes on him. you both decide to keep your relationship lowkey to avoid price finding out—which fails fucking epically. ghost and gaz know but they don’t speak on it—gaz doesn’t, because he knows you’ll probably end up breaking his damn arm and ghost keeps quiet because he secretly likes seeing johnny so happy and so in love.

price has his suspicions because one, fathers intuition, hello! and two, he overheard gaz and ghost (gaz can’t whisper to save his life). and he catches you guys both in the act one night (if you knowwwwww what i meannnnnnnnn!!!) and you both are just sitting in the bed, pulling the blankets up and staring at him in disbelief.

*** minor note: i was doing some research last night about military rooms n apparently some bases let the soldiers have their OWN rooms instead of sharing so that’s what i picture their base looking like! the reader has her own room and she decorated it really nicely; like a tv, mini fridge, air fryer, led lights, nice full size bed + etc …. and i feel like she orders stuff from amazon a lot even though price is kinda sketch about what arrives and what leaves the base — but she has her ways! i just picture the reader having a really nice n cute room that her and soap love hanging out in during after hours. she definitely has a bluetooth speaker she plays her music in and sometimes he likes to sit on her bed while the music is playing and draws!!

no anon because you are onto something here.

Price is so torn because on one hand he has this protective "no one is good enough for my girl" thing going on but on the other hand that is Johnny and he knows him and that he's a good man.

Like he'd probably not talk to either of you for a week and then you come back to your room to see he has left a package of condoms and a brochure about safe sex in your room as if you are not in your mid twenties.

He still acts a bit awkward around the two of you, is a bit harder on Soap for a few weeks and then he finally calms down fully and invites both of you out for dinner to talk things out.

#this is so unrelated but omg i didn't know you could do colored text in asks lmfao i am amazed #also simon being so happy for johnny HELPPPP #anon i am giving you a gentle forehead kiss your mind amazes me #i hope you're aware you just made my little neurodivergent self flap my hands real hard #Captain Price #anonymous #ari answers

[stormyoceans]

There is only one story with Jimmysea, which must be released in 2024. Which one?

[STARTS SWEATING PROFUSELY] YOU MEAN LIKE. OUT OF EVERY POSSIBLE STORY I COULD THINK OF???????????? EVER?????????? AND I HAVE TO PICK ONLY ONE (1)??????????? [FEELS FAINT] YEAH NO OKAY SURE I CAN DO THIS. I CAN PICK ONLY ONE (1) JIMMYSEA SERIES TO HAVE EVEN IF JUST HYPOTHETICALLY IT’S NO BIGGIE [THROWS UP ALL THE BLOOD IN HER BODY AND PASSES OUT]

okay before moving on i just want to point out im writing this 24 hours later. like not to be dramatic but i had to be medically evacuated and heavily sedated before even attempting to do this. i had approximately 57 different mental breakdowns while going through my list to pick just one (1) idea but okay i think i got it

hear me out. i mean, not to toot my own horn or anything, but i do think my single parent jimmy x special agent sea idea kinda slaps. it also feels like a good compromise as a choice because it has a little bit of everything i would like to see in a series such as jimmysea with a kid!!!!!!! the two of them starting off kinda disliking each other but then being pushed together by these impossible circumstances and falling for each other!!!!!!! sea with a gun!!!!!!! action!!!!!!! a little bit of mystery!!!!!!! slow burn!!!!!!! love vs duty!!!!!!! just so much tension denial repression yearning pining longing aching and they both just wish they could give in to what they’re feeling but they can’t because they’re on the run and there’s a kid with them and they have no idea if they will survive!!!!!!! but then in episode 11, right before the big showdown, right before sea is about to do something dangerous to put an end to this endless chase, jimmy pulls him in and kisses him and there’s nothing gentle in the way their lips meet and their fingers tangle into each other’s hair and clothes but it says everything they can’t bring themselves to speak out loud: ‘don’t die’ and ‘come back to me’ and ‘i love you’!!!!!!! and when everything is over, and jimmy and his son are finally safe, there’s a moment of awkwardness because yes, they kissed, but they never confessed to each other, and both of them are standing there wondering if their feelings are actually reciprocated or if for the other it was just. the adrenaline and the fear and the danger and the forced proximity, but then little chun just walks up to sea and says ‘you’re coming home with us, right?’ and the answer is so easy it startles a laugh out of both of them: they’re a family now, they will figure the rest out

so um. yeah. i guess that one ;;;;;;;; BUT REALLY AS LONG AS THEY GIVE ME A JIMMYSEA SERIES FOR 2024 IM GONNA BE FINE WITH EVERYTHING

#WISH I COULD SAY THIS WAS JUST ME BEING OVERDRAMATIC BUT ALAS IT REALLY WAS THAT BAD FOR MY HEALTH #YOU CAN EXPECT TO RECEIVE MY THERAPY BILL ANON #but also thank you for asking!!!!!! #i mean i almost died but that was fun sfjksgfjs #i didn't reread any of this tho so im sorry if it doesn't make sense ;;;;;;; #anyway. hope you're having a wonderful day anon!!!!!! 💜 #jimmysea #m: ask #CAN PART 2 JUST HAPPEN ALREADY IM LOSING MY MIND HERE

[alexcutecolly]

youre 1000% right. he is so truly nice but desperate to have something better in the world and he would be so relaxing to be around most times like i am always saying this. i bet being swallowed by him feels like a hug every time. love thinking about him being really playful like this

v.olo uwu anon

Oh hi again v.olo uwu anon! 💕

He's a wonder to be around fr!! 😭❤️ To me he's the sweetest guy in all of H.isui, you could even fall asleep by his side if you're hanging out with him or something, it feels so cozy and peaceful! He's just got that chill, home sweet home aura! 🥺❤️

And I feel like his cheerful demeanor would transmit sooo well to vore as you said, since staying inside his belly would equal the most wholesome, wonderful and warmest hug he could give! I'd love to be surrounded by him that way tbh! 🥺❤️

Warning: Major spoilers for P.okemon Legends: A.rceus below!

The combination of protective and playful fits him perfectly imo, omg! And I can see him poke his gut to tease us a bit xD plus after eating us he could start reading a mythology book, or take a nap to relax x3 gosh, this is giving me more ideas for vore stories to write about him!! ❤️ Originally I had slightly more... twisted plans (100% safe as always ofc, dw), but lovely vore fluff is so neat too!! 🥺

Talking about how he feels though, it pains me to see how much he must have suffered ;-; he keeps asking himself if he's unworthy of A.rceus's attention since it favored the MC instead of him, despite everything he's done to even be acknowledged by it ;-;

"I've devoted myself to A.rceus beyond any other! I worshiped it as the creator of our entire world! I bent all of my passion and interest to its study! All the time I've spent poring over the legends... Everything that I've done—!"

And even when he's defeated he goes:

"How? How could this happen?! Almighty A.rceus, if you have any heart within you, then tell me...

The blood of the ancient S.innoh people flows in my veins, does it not?! What is it, then, that you find so lacking in me?!

Do you mean to tell me that this world doesn't need to be remade?"

Also, him asking us if we have dreams like he does literally makes my heart ache ;-; ;-; (and it reminded me of N. as well ;-;)

In general, I think he perceives himself as a very lonely individual, and it gets worse since nobody even goes to look for him after the final battle (I'd do it myself if the game just let me, aksbdejsbsn) and pretty much everyone simply accepts that he was the villain and moves on ;-;

His loneliness got me thinking nonetheless. Despite him being able to hide it behind his usual happy-go-lucky attitude, some of it could still come through. For example, he could enjoy our company a lot more than it seems, and with vore it'd work the same way since a pred is technically not alone after nomming somebody. So he could also rub his middle and take in all the positive feelings that come with eating a close person in safety x3 ❤️

"In the end, I was alone... But not you."

To be honest, I wish we could say goodbye to him before he leaves, or at least see him tell professor L.aventon what happened, oof ;-; we saw him from a brief moment tho in the second H.isuian Snow episode! That gives me a lil bit of hope xDD

In any case, G.amefreak please bring him baaaaaack!!! (Alive, possibly ;-;) We miss him!!! 😭😭

#this almost turned into an angst v.olo post ooops #sorry dear v.olo uwu anon i hope you didn't mind #a lot of non-vore thoughts resurfaced lol #i still love adding depth to vore and i see v.olo being both this playful lovely guy #and a very lonely person seeking for connection and answers #mmmmm now i want to be vored by him so bad lmao #i should probably write more stories with him #i'm just stuck with that g/t story wip i was never able to continue oof #coming up with a believable shrinking method in a land 200~ years back in time that doesn't rely on “A.rceus magic” is hard lmao 😭 #anyway i loved seeing this ask in my inbox!! thank you again for sharing your v.olo thoughts with me dear anon! 💕💕 #safe vore #g/t vore #v.olo vore rambles #v.olo uwu anon #v0re #my asks

[butwhatifidothis]

Three houses has repeatedly stated that Edelgard's and Claude's goals aren't that different. (Even if they really are pretty different???) Has Claude be willing to surrender in favor of helping out the empire later when he's got an axe to his throat. Seems to me it's less "This is out of character and bad writing" and more "This isn't isn't what I expected and I don't like it." Also you can't really go "This isn't canon" When it has writers from three houses writing for the game lmao

spoiler talk, mostly for GW and a bit for SB

Nonnie. Pal. Buddy.

If 3Hopes Claude was written in line with 3H Claude, and he is ready and willing to join Edelgard - for whatever reason, even if to backstab her - then why doesn't he... do that. In 3H. Like on CF or AM or SS, where Byleth isn't around to *~guide him~* (which is the most common explanation I’ve seen given to his character portrayal in 3Hopes, but also applies to other possible explanations).

What part of that makes any sense? What stopped him from doing that in 3H, outside of 3Hopes writing his character badly? Why is it when Byleth has no influence on him in 3H, or when he doesn't trust the Church in 3H, or when he doesn't have many friends/bonds in 3H - all those things that are the same in 3H as they are in 3Hopes - does he not do in 3H what he does in 3Hopes? In fact, why does he not flat out join Edelgard genuinely on CF, since he's apparently oh so willing to join Edelgard and/or kill Rhea and on CF there's Byleth to act as a Stamp of Approval?

I mean, I could tell you what stopped him from doing that in 3H; his base, core moral standards, that he always has as part of the foundation of his character. He does not like causing needless bloodshed and always avoids doing so whenever possible, he does not like Edelgard's methods and thinks them too harmful, he does not trust Edelgard in general, his curiosity over the Church's/Rhea's secrets stops him from ever outright destroying it/killing her (along with his acknowledgement that both the Church and Rhea - or someone in her position - are needed for Fodlan). You cannot write Claude properly without keeping in line with these base facts about his character, unless you've established a pretty damn in-depth character arc that dissolve these traits off of him.

So, yes, when I see him cause needless bloodshed, utilize similarly harmful methods like Edelgard, trust in Edelgard's word and nothing else, reject any curiosity he has for the Church/Rhea in favor of just killing Rhea without getting any answers (because Claude certainly gives no shit about answers to mysteries amiright), yeah, I'm gonna call it out of character and bad writing. Because it is out of character and bad writing.

Cuz, like, "[3H] Has Claude be willing to surrender in favor of helping out the empire later when he's got an axe to his throat" those circumstances - and the results of them - are nowhere near comparable to what happens in GW, and is (and sorry if this sounds rude) a bad description of what happened in CF. Claude in CF surrenders and agrees to leave Fodlan entirely and pleads with Edelgard to leave the Alliance - and his friends - alone because he swears they'll be cooperative. Maybe I'm stupid, but that doesn't sound anything like "hey Edelgard let's team up and invade the Kingdom because Rhea Bad lol” or “I think it’s a good idea to instigate conflict between Faerghus and Sreng to make the Kingdom weaker (you know that thing TWS did for Edelgard with Duscur).”

Claude in 3H does not actively help Edelgard at any point in all of 3H. Ever. The most he does to "help" her is, again, swearing that the Alliance won't stand up against her, and that wasn't to help Edelgard as much as it was him trying to keep the Alliance safe. Because that goes back to his want to keep the bloodshed to a minimum. That core character trait of his that is completely absent in GW, because siding with the one causing the bloodshed and himself causing the bloodshed does literally nothing to stop the bloodshed as 3H!Claude shows is his belief because he never sides with Edelgard *specifically because of her blood-filled methods.* The ones that he is literally replicating in GW.

Because, again, there is literally. No. Reason. Why, if it is in-line with Claude’s character to side with Edelgard, that he wouldn’t just side with Edelgard in 3H (or do the equivalent of that like he does with Dimitri, like giving over Failnaught), because there are exactly zero things that differ between the two games that would explain him not doing that in CF for 3H. In CF, he does not have Byleth to help him open up to others. In CF, he would have Byleth actively feed into his distrust of the Church because of their decision to side against it. In CF, he wouldn’t have many bonds with others. And yet and still, he does not join Edelgard on CF, he does not harm the Church in any way on any route (higher ups or not), he only “invades” the Empire after it’d already made multiple assaults against the Alliance army and never invades the Kingdom in any way - on and off his route we see time and time again him make a resolute stance to not assist the Empire/Edelgard in any direct way, to not cause undue bloodshed, to keep fighting to the minimum he can, and the one “exception” is still not meant to help Edelgard or to take down the Church/Rhea but to keep his people safe from harm.

And it’s just because in 3Hopes, Claude is not written in character. He is going against multiple core facets of his character that was established in 3H with no development - positive or negative - to explain why that is. And given that this is literally a self-described “alternative storyline” - AKA, it is not 3H - then I can in fact say that this isn’t canon because it literally isn’t. I accept 3Hopes as its own story separate from 3H as that is 1) what it sells itself as, and 2) the only nice way to explain away all of the blatant contradictions between it and 3H. Which include Claude lol

#ask #anon #Fire Emblem Warriors Three Hopes #Fire Emblem Warriors: Three Hopes #Fire Emblem Warriors Three Hopes spoilers #Fire Emblem Warriors: Three Hopes spoilers #and mind you - and I've said it before - Claude in 3Hopes *as a standalone character separate from 3H* is still terribly written #his motives and logic make no sense and go against what the game is trying to say his character is #he can't be distrustful of others but also just take people - that he already doesn't trust - at their word with nothing to back their words #he makes claims about the Church/Rhea that have NO standing whatsoever and uses that as justification to kill her #he can't be a ''Master Tactician'' but also have his plans fail all the time - with his biggest one failing the hardest at that #like disregarding how he's acting nothing like his character in 3H did - 3Hopes!Claude in at least GW is a shit character #and mind you he's not the only character who's acting OOC - Edelgard is too #unless you're saying that in 3H Edelgard is also capable of being completely brainwashed and Thales just. Didn't. #even when she literally declared war on him #like it's fine if this isn't canon lol #there's no need to try and fit a square peg into a round hole #this game in its entirety is AT BEST fanfiction fuel but pretty much nothing in it should be taken seriously #which from what I heard is *already* the standard for musuo games anyway

[hydrachea]

Oberon and Guda for the ship ask? (Serious question).

ship opinion bingo (and if it wasn't this one well it would be such a shame if I had to answer another ask on the topic, oh no!)

I love obeguda! It's a bit of a complicated one, what with Oberon's little "everything I say is a lie" problem, but I enjoy it still. The very fact that he's summonable is proof that they have a bond whether he likes it or not. Now what kind of bond that is is very much up for debate, but I like ships where different takes can exist.

And come on, allies to enemies to allies again but masks off this time? That's such a good flavor I can't not devour it and lick the plate clean while I'm at it.

#anon #ask #answer #obeguda (affectionate) #thank you anon! finishing lb6 today did mean i had them on my mind #i've enjoyed them since my distant lb6 spectator days two years ago where i didn't know much #and now having gone through the story (and hoping to bring oberon to my chaldea) my enjoyment is back with a vengeance #'i can make it SO funny' is half-there because the tsunberon takes are absolutely hilarious and i love them dearly #but because i'm also not sure how i see oberon yet #once again the whole constant lies thing makes it very hard to get a read on him #whatever though #guda tried to punch him he told them to fuck off in lieu of a goodbye and i want them to kiss under the moonlight #fgo #i'm part of the 'guda can kiss any servant they want' gang really #they deserve it

[morganaseren]

Hi there, hope you are well? For the prompts thing, Niamh and Leliana for no.17? And Bethany and Niamh no.6?

Prompt #17 - almost kissing. but somebody walks in. “HOLY FUCK, ABOUT TIME THIS HAPPENS! I’M SO SORRY, PLEASE CONTINUE-” they grab your jaw and kiss you infront of them.

AU: Where It's Just You and Me

"Leliana?" Niamh's wintry-grey eyes were wide with absolute disbelief upon opening the door of her penthouse only to see her standing on the other side. Leliana could hardly blame her. She saw then how those dark brows furrowed immediately with concern. "What in the world are you doing here? All the news outlets said you cancelled the remainder of your tour due to a sudden bout of illness! You should be recuperating! Why would you risk your health this—"

And then Niamh's words were lost as Leliana closed the distance between them. Reverently, she cupped the other woman's face between her hands, drawing a soft gasp from her as Leliana led them back further into the living space.

"If I was ill of anything, it was heartsickness," she confessed. "I've been going out of my mind for weeks because I've missed you so much." Her voice broke on the last few words, and in an attempt to seek solace, Leliana pressed her forehead against her lover's. Like a balm, the gesture caused the aching fatigue in her bones to simply melt away. "I was on the stage, yes, but my heart was here with you."

"I've missed you too," Niamh whispered in turn. "You linger in my thoughts like no other ever has, but I feared admitting so would have kept you from pursuing your dreams."

"They are not so fragile that I cannot share them with you. There will be more tours," she reassured. "Much as you showed your world to me, I wish to show you mine, and, if you'd be agreeable to such a thing, we can build upon our dreams together." This close to Niamh, Leliana could also see the way her eyes softened with such affection at her words.

"Together then," Niamh promised, pressing one of her hands over her own as she leaned into her touch.

Leliana smiled broadly at that, and she ducked her head just the barest bit, but it was enough for her to catch Niamh's eyes dilating with clear interest. Before her lips could touch hers, however—

"Niamh!" came a cheerful, bellowing voice that startled them both out of their moment as they turned in the direction of the still open doorway, listening to the voice coming from down the hall. "Your favorite sister in all Thedas has arrived, and I've come bearing my personal remedy for heartache in the form of wine, ice cream, and a plethora of snacks to clog your arteries along with any thoughts of woe!"

Saoirse's towering form appeared in the doorway then, but her arms were laden with so many bags that it was impossible for them both to see the other woman's face and vice versa. As such, Saoirse continued speaking, unaware of what she'd interrupted.

"Truthfully, I thought I'd never have a chance to do this for you." She chuckled. "You take your role as a museum director so seriously that I half-considered the building to be my in-law at this point! I suppose that would make family gatherings rather... amusing, now wouldn't it?"

And Leliana couldn't help but bite her lip upon seeing Niamh's expression of absolute suffering at her sister's humor.

"Hah! See what I did there?" Saoirse crowed, basking in her own wit. "Amusing! Because it sounds like a museum! Oh, and thanks for leaving the door open by the way! It was a pain in the arse just trying to press the buttons in the elevator, and I nearly—"

"Saoirse," Niamh finally deadpanned in response.

"Hm?" The other woman paused in her tracks then, lowering her arms enough that they could finally see her over the veritable mountain of bags she was carrying. Grey eyes—a darker pair from the ones she adored—blinked then as Saoirse took in the scene before her gaze widened in sudden realization.

"Oh. Oh! It's happening!" She nodded decisively. "Right then! Act like I'm not here! Pretend I'm a phantom of the night if you must! A feather swaying soundlessly in the breeze! A mere figment of your imagination!"

Yet, despite Saoirse's claims, there was little missing the way in which the woman loudly trampled past them to likely offload the bags in the kitchen. As she did, Niamh grasped the lapels of Leliana's leather jacket to pull her closer. Such unexpected initiative pleased her, and Leliana smiled before ducking her head again to—

"Niamh! Why is your freezer so full?! I don't have any place to put the ice cream!"

Confused, Leliana looked over Niamh's shoulder to see that Saoirse had poked her head out of the entrance to the kitchen. As for her lover, Leliana had to stifle her laughter, for she had never seen Niamh look so aggravated. The other woman sighed as she closed her eyes, likely tempering her patience with her older sister.

"Saoirse, more than half the content in there is yours from your shopping spree last week after complaining that you couldn't find anything close to those items in the Free Marches."

"Oh, right." She blinked owlishly before looking down at the tubs of ice cream in her arms.

"I'm so sorry," Niamh mouthed to Leliana then, but she merely shook her head in amusement, unbothered. Satisfied that they weren't to be interrupted again, however, Niamh released one of lapels of her jacket to slide her hand up to her neck, where she cupped the back of it, drawing her closer—

"Well, since these are gonna melt before you two lovebirds manage to peel yourselves away from one another, I'm just going to take all the ice cream to your theater room and eat them."

"Saoirse!" Niamh responded back in a rare snap as she looked over her shoulder, well and truly annoyed now.

"What?! Don't you know it's bad to refreeze melted ice cream if it's been sitting out for too long? I'm trying to be considerate!"

Before an argument could occur, Leliana caught Niamh's jaw between her fingers before pulling her in by the waist. She caught the brief look of surprise in those pale eyes before Leliana tilted her lover's chin up and pressed her lips against hers.

Oh, Maker, how she had missed the absolute taste of her... --- Prompt #6 - “do you want to dance?” they lean against the doorframe, a pause before walking towards you with a fond smile, “if you insist.”

AU: Where Love is More Than Just Your Name

They'd both met when they were merely children, and at the time, Bethany had thought Niamh was the prettiest girl she had ever seen. Then, after having grown up beside her over the course of a decade, she'd been more than convinced Niamh was now the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.

But then Niamh had turned that thought on its head—in that quiet, understated way of hers—upon winning Highever's annual spear tournament.

Besides receiving an assortment of prizes and accolades, the victor would also be awarded a bouquet of roses. As a matter of tradition, the individual flowers within it could be given to people the victor recognized as having supported them throughout the tournament. How many roses were given away was up to individual discretion, but upon receiving the bouquet, Niamh had simply walked up to where Bethany had been waiting in the stands with the rest of their friends and family.

She could still remember the way her heart pounded upon seeing the captivating smile on Niamh's lips before the other woman presented her with the entire bouquet. Bethany had never blushed harder than she had that afternoon after Niamh had spoke but a single sentence:

"I gift this to the most breathtaking woman in all Highever."

As was typical with the aftermath of every tournament, the entire teyrnir had erupted into absolute merriment. Food, drink, and dance filled the streets in abundance, and such festivities would likely continue until dawn.

She and Niamh had wandered through the various stalls with their respective siblings to search through wares and taste the treats only available during the annual event. The entire time, Niamh had remained steadfast at her side, much to the envy of every man and woman, whom had tried so earnestly to win both the heart and favor of the youngest Cousland.

Bethany studiously ignored the knowing grin on her older sister's face, especially as Niamh wrapped an arm around her waist as she helped to navigate them through a thicker section of the crowd.

Night soon descended upon Highever, and with it came the Harvest Dance out in the main courtyard of Cousland Castle. Isabela had drawn her out as a partner as a means of distracting her when Niamh had momentarily left to play hostess to the visiting Teyrn Loghain and his daughter Anora. Of the latter, both she and Niamh had practically been friends upon birth, and for a time, Bethany was sure only someone of noble birth like Anora would be worthy of Niamh.

But, if anything, she had long learned that Niamh could still surprise her in the most unexpected of ways.

"Alright, Sweetness. I can see that I can't hold a candle to the attention you're so desperately trying to give dear Bright Eyes over there." Isabela said, startling Bethany out of her thoughts, especially as the other woman let go of her hands. Her sister's lover was smiling, however, apparently not the least bit offended. "Go and grab your sweetheart. I'm sure she's just as eager to spend time with you."

And with a bump of a hip against hers, Bethany found herself stumbling in the direction of Niamh, who was still talking with Anora while her father had opted to go up and greet Highever's Teyrn and Teyrna at the raised dais. Anora had spotted Bethany before Niamh did, but that was to be expected, considering the other woman's back was currently turned to her. With a smile, Anora said something to Niamh, who looked curiously over her shoulder then. There was little mistaking the smile that blossomed across her face as those grey eyes met hers. Bethany also wasn't entirely sure how Niamh could make something so simple as leaning against a wall look so... attractive, but she abruptly shook such thoughts from her head before gathering up her courage.

"Do you want to dance?" she asked hopefully.

Bethany's heart fluttered as the other woman's crossed arms fell back to her sides, especially as she saw the red fabric of her scarf displayed so prominently around Niamh's bicep. Niamh had worn it much like a trophy all day, and for a woman like Niamh, who rarely wore such accessories, anyone who saw it recognized the gesture for what it was:

Niamh's heart was now spoken for.

She swallowed nervously as Niamh casually pushed herself off the wall before walking toward her. At that moment, Bethany swore she'd never tire of the way Niamh looked at her then.

"A dance with you?" She grinned winsomely before offering her hand. "Always."

#dragon age #leliana #bethany hawke #female cousland/leliana #female cousland/bethany hawke #lee's au ideas #my writing #AU: Where It's Just You and Me #AU: Where Love is More Than Just Your Name #thanks for the prompts anon! #i hope you enjoy these! #sorry for the wait! #i hope you didn't mind that i switched up the prompt sentence a little bit for that last one! #lee's inbox #saoirse cousland #OTP: What If We Rewrite the Stars? #OTP: In Search of Silver Linings

[sunofmoon]

Hello, how are you? I hope you are doing fine. I want to ask your opinion, but before that, I want to inform you that I don't have any intention of hating anyone. I only want to know what you think of this.

It's clear that Neymar is back with Bruna B nowadays because he's been wearing a ring on his left hand. I want to know your thoughts about their relationship.

And since I asked your opinion, may I also put mine?

Idk why, but tbh, It feels not right. About they're getting back together. And for the nth time, I don't try to gain or spread hatred here. I only really want to know your opinion.

Because for me, Ney and BB seem fake their love(?) It just seems off and strange in some way(?) Idk how to explain this.

A few times, I really wish for Ney to get back together with Carol because she looks more genuine, elegant and not an attention seeker. But we also know how this is ridiculously dumb since Carol is already married and have a wonderful family.

With BB, I think Ney's sex needs are fulfilled. While BB gets fame and money. Thus, he's known for his unconditional love for Marq back then. And I know that maybe I'm being delusional, but if you take a better look, BB is trying hard to look like BM and this is really not right. BB used to be pretty by looking like herself, she used to look pretty in her old Instagram-tagged photos. But recently, her filler and surgery are too much till really overwhelmed and fake at some points.

I just hope if they're faking their relationship just because they're used to being like this, I hope they will be separated for both own goods.

I really wish for Ney to be settled in his own family, built by the foundation of love and values, within people who treasure and value him as Neymar da Silva Santos Jr, not only for getting into his money/fame/else like his present environment.

When he said Messi is his idol, somehow I wish for him to learn from Messi. Not only in terms of football but also in a life lesson.

So he can choose a better circle who really value him as a friend and not only to dip into some of his fame. Hahah. I also hope to see him getting married, to someone that is not an attention seeker, the one who's like Carol/Anto, and seeing MSN having a good holiday together. LOL

Because sometimes, it's just sad you know to be him.

One time he was that good. He's guaranteed as a future player in his prime for the talent he had, but in an instant, he ruined it by moving into another club for money. Right now, not only his career in football that is ruined but his love life is also ruined. As if everything is never right, from having a greedy father to having an "I'm sorry" quite fake fiancée. Even for friends, the only genuine is some of his National Team, Messi, Suarez, some of his mate in Barca, Paredes, Veratti, and some in PSG.

I don't know whether he's aware or not but sometimes, I saw him realise this fake and failed world around him, but in the end, since this is the life he used to live, he's okay with that since getting used to it.

I read on some website, that during his last surgery, BB left him for Brazil since she also has a life and dogs that need to be taken care of, so Nadine is the one who takes care of him and Ney also paid for BB's father's taxes(?) IDK if it's real or not. I know that I don't have any rights to this matter. It's just sometimes, all of this feels unfair. Hehe

Lastly, I hope we all can take a neutral opinion on this. I have no intention of hating anyone here. I only want to know the thought of some other Neymar fans.

Thank you for the answer and I am sorry if it's very long.

Hey anon!!! i am fine and you?

look, everything is fine! stay calm! here is a safe place for everyone, as long as it is not to spread hatred or any other feeling close to that. and i don't care how big the ask is!

i guess i'll have to apologize to you, because i probably won't be able to give the answer i'd like. it may sound ironic, but i hardly follow ney's dating b.b., i basically only see some news when they are everywhere (example: this supposed pregnancy), so i don't feel i have enough repertoire to have an opinion about their relationship.

life is much more than photos on insta or news in tabloids, so I have no way to affirm if what they have is true since I'm not present in their intimate moments or daily routine.

about carol, i particularly love the fact that both she and ney managed to have the maturity to form a family even without being a couple thinking about davi's well being. they are friends, they are a family and they work well that way!

and obviously, i would love for MSN to spend their vacations together, to have "a similar social life", that they could fill us with pictures with their children and wives, but i think it is also important to understand that this is a decision that is up to neymar himself. i also don't like his father, i believe that many bad decisions that ney made were due to his father's influence, but he is already a grown man and it's time to take the reins of his own life.

this is probably not the answer you would like, i apologize for that, by the way! but my point is, as much as ney has leo in his life and gets good advice, as much as he has us, his fans, trying to protect him, he is a 31 year old man. he is not a child anymore. he has to start deciding which people are good for him.

#i didn't answer exactly what you wanted #i apologize for that #that's what my tired mind managed to write #also sorry for the spelling mistakes (too much sleep for too little person) #i hope i didn't say too much nonsense #my asks <3 #anon ask #neymar

[inkykeiji]

Omg PLEASE write more daddykuna someday clari he's so hot <3 <3

I AM GOING TO I AM GOING TO I AM GOING TOOOOOOOOO

#HE #HE'S #HE IS ALL THAT IS ON MY MIND RIGHT NOW #I STARTED A NEW FIC FOR HIM AND YOU GUYS #YOU GUYS ARE GONNA LOSE UR SHIT WHEN U READ IT #i'm also thinking about picking up my old fic for him from 2021 that i abandoned!!! #because it has like 7k words atm #but i ended up using the smut for sugar daddy natsuo (the bj part!) because i wasn't sure i'd ever pick the sukuna fic up again #and i didn't wanna waste that piece of smut #so i need to write NEW smut for it now #if i decide to pick it up again and finish it #BUT ANYWAAAAAAAAY #DADDY KUNA DADDY KUNA DADDY KUNAAAAA #SUCKING HIS COCK RN #REPLYING TO U WHILE HIS COCK IS SHOVED DOWN MY THROAT <333333333 #AAAAAAAH #do u see how fucking FERAL he makes me #it's actually insane #i hope ur having a great sunday sweet anon!! #stay safe n drink water!! #inky.bb #clari gets mail