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wholoveseggs · 3 months

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Luv my birthday is on the 24th of this month I was wondering if you could make something for Elijah as a birthday special. 🥰

What did you wish for?

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♡♡ Happy Birthday Amaya ♡♡

On your birthday, Elijah and Rebekah find themselves at odds when it comes to organizing the party.

2k words - Warnings: pure fluff & a little smut.

Rebekah was at her best when she was party planning; there was something about it that lit a spark in her. She was absolutely in her element. From the food to the décor, and especially the guests, she wanted everything to be perfect. This party was special; it was the first birthday of yours she was able to be a part of, and she was beyond excited. Rebekah was going to make sure it was nothing short of spectacular.

The only problem was there was another person who wanted to plan it as well: Elijah. In the thousand years they spent as brother and sister, they rarely clashed, and even then, the issue was resolved with ease. So the fact that she was currently at odds with him regarding your birthday celebration was completely baffling. She loved him dearly; she was proud to call him her big brother, but right now, she was seriously contemplating daggering him, just for a day or two.

"We need to discuss wine options," he said, entering the room, a stack of papers in his hand. "Perhaps we should have a selection of reds and whites?"

"You're joking, right?" She rolled her eyes, turning back to her work. "I already took care of the drinks. I thought we discussed this; we agreed to let me handle the menu, remember?"

"No, I don't think we did," he sat down across from her. "I recall telling you I would handle the beverages and you, the guests"

"I've already ordered it! If we change anything now, everything will be ruined."

"I see," he crossed his legs, resting his hands atop them. "Perhaps I should make a list of the other decisions you made without my consent. We could start with the decorations, which are hideous, by the way."

She scoffed. "What's wrong with them? They're perfect."

"Perfectly atrocious," he countered.

You were trying your best to stay out of it, knowing it was unwise to come between two originals in a fight, even if you were the subject of it. But the more they argued, the more worried you became. They had been at it for days now, and it didn't seem to be slowing down. It was almost amusing how petty the argument was.

They were both trying to do something nice for you, and it was touching, to know they cared so much. But the more time they wasted arguing, the less time they would have to finish their preparations. And if things didn't get resolved soon, there wouldn't be a party. And that would be a tragedy. You were so looking forward to celebrating your birthday with the two of them.

"Elijah, I'm sorry, but if you don't stop insulting the decorations, I'm going to throw you into a wall. I've worked really hard on these, and I won't have you tearing them down," Rebekah scoffed.

"Fine," he shrugged. "If you want the party to look like a gaudy mess, that's up to you."

"Will you two please stop!" you cut in, unable to take any more. You walked over to Elijah, wrapping your arms around his neck. He smiled softly, kissing you lightly on the cheek.

"Thank you," Rebekah grumbled. "I'm not used to being outshone." She smiled sweetly. "I just want to do something special for my best friend, is that so bad?" she asked him.

Elijah looked up at you, placing his hand over yours, "everything is fine my love, my sister and I will come to an agreement. Isn't that right, Rebekah?" He turned to her.

"We will?" She asked, her tone dripping with annoyance.

"We will," he shot back.

"Okay," you shook your head. "Well, thank you both, for putting this together."

"Don't worry about it, darling. Go get ready for the evening," he responded, pulling back. "Rebekah and I will handle the rest."

You headed off, leaving the siblings to their squabble, praying it would be settled before the party. You'd never been to an original family function, let alone one in your honor, and while the thought was a little terrifying, you were excited.

It had taken most of the afternoon, but Rebekah and Elijah had managed to pull it off. The house looked beautiful, a myriad of colors, and scents wafted through the air.

Elijah had insisted on adding extra lights to all the ivy draped along the walls and ceilings. Rebekah had picked out some incredible food and drinks, long banquet tables filled with dishes from all around the world. She'd even managed to procure a few bottles of wine that Elijah had insisted on.

All in all, it was perfect; you were in awe. As you wandered the halls, admiring the decor and chatting with the guests, a feeling of peace and happiness washed over you.

This was what family was supposed to be. People who cared about you and would go out of their way to do something nice for you, even if they didn't always see eye to eye.

Rebekah came by, fiddling with your outfit and hair, making sure everything was just so.

"Rebekah, really, everything looks wonderful," you insisted, watching as she straightened your dress, tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear.

"Thank you," she said, giving you a warm smile. "But, it's not done yet."

"Oh?"

"Come," she grabbed your hand, leading you into the ballroom, where a huge cake stood in the middle. It was covered in delicate icing flowers and dozens of lit candles.

"Happy Birthday!" Elijah shouted, standing next to the cake.

You couldn't believe they had done all of this, and so quickly. You'd never had a proper birthday party before, and here they were, throwing you one, without even being asked. It was the best gift you'd ever gotten.

"Make a wish!" Rebekah exclaimed, motioning towards the cake.

You closed your eyes, blowing out the candles, the smell of smoke filling the air. Elijah wrapped his arms around you, pressing a soft kiss against your lips.

"Happy Birthday, love," he whispered, pulling you close. "What did you wish for?"

"Something I already have," you replied, gazing into his eyes.

He gave you a knowing smile, his dark eyes sparkling. "What's that?"

You turned, looking around the room, seeing the smiling faces of the people you loved most. The people who would go to the ends of the Earth for you, who had become your family.

"My family," you grinned, looking up at him. "And I couldn't be happier."

He kissed the top of your head, holding you close, as the others came over, wishing you a happy birthday.

After having your fill of all the delicious food and desserts, Elijah led you to the dance floor, taking you in his arms and swaying gently to the music.

"This has been the best birthday ever," you sighed, leaning into him.

"I think it would have been better if Rebekah hadn't gone with the garish decorations," he replied, his eyes drifting around the room, his brow furrowing slightly.

"Elija-," you were cut off by a soft kiss, his lips brushing against yours.

"I'm kidding, love," he said, pulling away. He wasn't.

You chuckled, shaking your head, and looking out across the room.

The party had been going on for a few hours, and you could tell everyone was starting to wind down. You spotted Rebekah chatting with Marcel, their heads close together as they laughed.

You smiled, feeling a sense of warmth spread through you, as you watched the people you cared about the most, enjoying themselves. You never would have imagined your birthday could have turned out this way, and the fact that it did, made your heart swell.

"Come," Elijah said, his arm wrapping around your waist, as he led you out of the room. "I have a surprise for you."

"Really?" You asked, grinning at him.

"Yes, but we need to go somewhere private for this one," he replied, his voice lowering.

"Ok," you said, a feeling of excitement washing over you.

He led you up the stairs, stopping outside of his room, and opening the door, gesturing for you to go inside.

As you stepped into the room, your breath caught in your throat, and your eyes widened. The room was filled with carnations, every surface covered in beautiful blooms.

"Elijah," you gasped, reaching out and running your fingers along the delicate petals.

"Do you like it?" He asked, wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder.

"I love it," you turned around, placing a soft kiss against his lips. "How did you know I love carnations?"

"I have my ways," he smirked.

"Thank you, for all of this. It's perfect," you said, a warm feeling settling in your chest.

"There is one more thing," he replied, stepping away and heading towards the door.

"What is it?"

"I'm afraid I cannot tell you, but I can show you," he grinned, closing and locking the door behind him.

Your cheeks flushed, and you felt a tingle of excitement run down your spine, as he began removing his clothes, tossing them aside.

"Elijah," you giggled, watching him strip, until he was standing before you, wearing nothing but a smile.

"Happy Birthday, my love," he said, pulling you into his arms and kissing you deeply.

His hands trailed along your body, sending sparks of pleasure through you, as his lips moved to your neck, his teeth nipping at your skin.

"You're so beautiful." He murmured, his hands finding the zipper of your dress and slowly pulling it down.

The fabric fell to the floor, leaving you in nothing but your undergarments. His eyes darkened, roaming over your body, before he pulled you into another kiss, his hands sliding down your sides.

He led you over to the bed, laying you down gently, and removing the last of your clothing, his fingers caressing your bare skin.

His tongue traced your breasts, trailing down to your stomach, his eyes never leaving yours. He reached down, his fingers dancing across your thighs, causing you to let out a soft sigh in anticipation. His lips brushed against yours, his breath hot on your skin, as his hands continued exploring your body, every touch lighting you on fire.

"What does my birthday girl desire? Hmm?" He murmured, his hand moving between your legs, brushing against your clit.

"You," you moaned, arching into him, your hands clutching at his shoulders. "Please."

He grinned, slipping a finger inside you, earning another moan from you, and a wicked look flashed in his eyes.

"You like that?" He purred, curling his fingers, hitting that spot that made you see stars.

"Yes," you cried, your hips bucking against him, as your body began to tense.

He added a second finger, pumping them slowly, his thumb circling your clit, as he brought you closer to the edge.

You moaned, digging your nails into his back, as the wave of pleasure crashed over you, your walls clenching around his fingers.

He chuckled, his lips brushing against yours, as he pulled you against his chest, your legs wrapped tightly around him.

"Feeling good, my love?" He murmured, his cock grazing your entrance.

"Yes," you breathed, biting down on his shoulder, as he entered you slowly, his hips moving at a leisurely pace.

He peppered kisses along your neck and jaw, his lips brushing against yours with each thrust, your bodies moving in perfect sync.

You could feel the pressure building again, the knot of pleasure winding tighter, your release just out of reach.

"No, no, not yet," he chuckled, sliding out of you, and leaving you feeling empty. He grabbed your thighs, spreading you open, and lowering his head, his mouth finding your clit.

He gently sucked on the sensitive bud, his tongue swirling around it, sending a rush of heat through you. Your hips rolled against him, as the pressure coiled, your thighs tightening around his head as you tumbled over the edge, waves of pleasure crashing over you, his name falling from your lips.

"Such a good birthday girl." He whispered, kissing the inside of your thighs, his fingers trailing along your skin.

He sat up, pulling you into his lap, and bringing you into a passionate kiss, your tongues tangling together. He lowered you down back onto his cock, you wrapped your arms around his neck, riding him slow and deep. He grasped at your hips, lifting you up and bringing you back down, his forehead resting against yours, his breath coming out in short pants.

You bounced faster, your chest flush against his, his hands tangling in your hair, as your lips found his, swallowing his groans and moans. His fingers tightened, pressing into your flesh, as you both neared the edge, the heat building between you, your bodies slick with sweat.

"I'm gonna-" you gasped, his hips thrusting up hard, his cock brushing against your g-spot with each movement.

"Me too." He growled, sucking on your neck, his pace quickening.

You clenched around him, the pressure snapping, your orgasm rushing through you, his own release following.

Your bodies trembled, his hips rolling, helping you ride out your high, until you fell back on the bed, exhausted and sated. He pulled you into his arms, your chest rising and falling, a content smile on your lips, as he kissed your shoulder.

"Was it everything you hoped for?" He asked, chuckling, his eyes glowing.

"Better." You replied, nestling into him, the warmth of his body lulling you to sleep.

As your eyes fluttered shut, you took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent of the flowers around you, and the man in your arms, humming softly.

You had never felt happier or more loved, and it was all because of him.

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mmurkoff · 13 days

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Just found your page recently and wow. I'm so happy that someone else loves the Boltons (with their chaotic selves and all) as much as I do. I would love to know more about Ysabel and Cayn's mother because anyone who marries into house Bolton is doing God's work lol 😂. Also, your Lannister oc is goals. I am in love with her already 💙. Keep up the amazing work!

tumblr has truly pulled the boltonheads into one place i fear!! they're such a fun house even if they're kind of one of grrm's Designated Bad Guys. thank you anon!

as for their mom ...

her name is maisie manderly - i honestly haven't thought about her much so i don't have a lot to tell you but she married into the boltons thanks to mutually ambitious fathers in order to form a proper alliance between them as relatively powerful northern houses . goes to the dreadfort right at the brink of adulthood and basically hasn't left since .

she's pretty reserved and cautious - which kind of clashes with alaric who's very forward .. he's fond of her but i don't know if i'd say they were ever super in love . partially because alaric has his first bastard son pretty soon after they're married and she sort of holds a grudge very quietly for the rest of her life LOL

it takes a few years and some complications before they have cayn and another couple years before ysabel is born and after that the maesters urge them not to keep trying and they both kind of agree that it's fine .

though shes generally not one for conflict she is very quick to get snappy about the Bastard Issue . doesn't like any of them at all and finds that it's easier to blame them than to blame alaric . medieval marriage dynamics etc

she isn't really all that big of a part of their lives after going to king's landing - ysabel writes to her and cayn i think tries to act like he doesn't miss her at all . i think after a few years apart cayn goes back to the dreadfort since alaric dies and he's got to go do lord stuff but i dont know if ysabel ever sees her again .

i should ponder her more but .. it hasnt gotten to that point yet .. hope this is anything .. :-)

#oc tag #moart #asks #txt #house bolton #house manderly #asoiaf #asoiaf oc #house of the dragon oc #house of the dragon

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onepiece-polls · 1 month

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Ugly Outfits Tournament - Semi Finals C+D

Propaganda under the cut.

Señor Pink:

Do I really need to say anything? Mans is wearing a bonnet, diaper, and binky and he's not even doing it for kinky reasons. The worst part is that his outfit is tied directly to his tragic backstory and that its an actually good reason.

I don't care how tragic his backstory is, this guy looks like he needs a restraining order.

Usopp:

I THINK there was a plot-relevant reason as to why he dressed like this but even if there was I don’t forgive him. I cant forgive him.

film z really decided to give usopp all the clown looks. seriously, usopp usually has pretty good fits, which makes this stand out as particularly atrocious. just look at it, it's so bad and it's so funny. the clashing neon colors, the blinding green jacket, the polka dot underwear, the fucking? mushroom?? hat?? it makes no sense and it's terrible and i honestly kinda love it.

Its so horrendous. I love that one of the first things you hear in this movie is that Brook is going to handle getting everyone's new clothes/disguises, and then you cut to Usopp wearing this. I need to know how much input Brook had in this outfit vs Usopp. They are both usually so fashionable on their own, but you see their powers combined and we get this mess.

Film Z’s outfits normally shred. Here, Usopp is sporting a highlighter green jacket and a crop top with a bow tie. Normally that’d be fine (sans jacket), but the ensemble was so pricy that Usopp couldn’t afford pants.

I don't even know what is going on here aside from Disaster Trainwreck

#one piece #usopp #señor pink #ugly outfits #tournament poll #round 5 #semi finals

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biracy · 10 months

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I think people have a weird, highly idealized idea of what a "real punk" actually is. A large amount of "real punks", including extremely influential punk rock musicians, are or were racist, misogynistic, homophobic, antisemitic, etc., and to keep building up barriers that go "welllll um xyz person isn't a REAL PUNK" is to apply like. mid-2010s Tumblr "validity" politics to a genre of music and the subculture surrounding it. "Punk" does not mean "anything that is good", and in that way, not everyone who is "punk" is good. Honestly, tons of punk musicians weren't even "ideologically punk" - Johnny Rotten was never an anarchist, he just knew that performing anarchy makes you popular with young people. However, I'd also kinda argue that to call "punk" a "music-based subculture" in the same vein as being a "metalhead" is also ahistorical - punk rock was named after a preexisting rebellious, often criminalized youth culture that was associated with 60s garage rock because of its "hard-edge", often "amateurish" sound. Basically "punk" is historically a rather loose term that can refer to both the genre of music (and even then, what defines "punk rock"? really and truly?) and the youth culture it's associated with (regardless of whether or not the people involved listen to the Clash or the Sex Pistols), tons of people making the Actual Punk Music(tm) weren't "ideologically punk" at all, and trying to make both the idea that "Being Punk is a MUSIC-BASED SUBCULTURE and if you don't listen to THE MUSIC you're a POSER" AND the idea that "Being Punk is about being an ANARCHIST (like an actual anarchist, politically speaking) and idk. PUNCHING TERFS" work can end up being kind of conflicting, when you look into who's actually been making a lot of the music. This is fine, by the way. I know anarchism is a hard sell and I don't think you need to read theory in order to listen to Blitzkrieg Bop (I know the Ramones sure didn't). I also don't think you need this encyclopedic knowledge of rock history that I have to use "anarchoqueer genderpunk" in your Tumblr bio to concisely describe your politics online. It's not really that big of a deal

#open mick night #punk rock #also none of this is to say that there are no actually politically radical or anarchist punk rock musicians #just that it's Really not a rule for who makes the music and especially for the 'classic' stuff

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theodorequartz · 2 months

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[ His Companion ] Hazbin Hotel Various x Male Reader

Chapter 3: Begin The Show

You drank the cup of warm tea you made yourself and waited for your lord to return from his 'business'. Hmmm.. maybe another deal from another low class demon he set his amusement on.

You were ordered to stay here till he comes back. This was completely unnecessary, but you wouldn't dare disobey any of your lord's order.

You were guessing that he's like this out of anger from that ' overrated, dumb piece of rectangular machinery ' as he says. You did have to get close to him quite a lot due to work but that's all it is. After all, all you'll ever need is your lord. He made that clear for you since the start. There's no such thing as a close bond, or a best friend, or even a slightest smidge of affection for anyone except him.

You don't really have any opposition from any of it.

He too, doesn't hold anyone in his heart but you. His ' friends ' are merely just for entertainment. Even Rosie isn't spared, and she had no idea about it.

Speaking of Rosie, it's probably been years since she's seen your lord. It has been quite a while since he made a face in public. He just disappeared from the presence of hell one day, he wasn't seen anywhere and wasn't heard by anyone since that day. No podcast, no murders, no nothing. It's like he didn't even exist in the first place.

No one new the reason of his disappearance, no one but you. Only you know about it. Well, only you know everything about him, who he is and what he was.

But... you've got a feeling.. that he'll show up to public once again pretty soon.

You heard the door in the office open.

You looked up and saw a sinister smile on your lord's face. It wasn't uncommon to see, but something about this smile is different. Most likely he found something very interesting.

" Welcome back, my lord. "

Alastor hummed and nodded back, twirling his staff and walking closer to where you sat. He smiled down at you and used his power to widen the soft chair you were sitting on. He sat down beside you and wrapped an arm on your waist. You leaned against him as he did so.

" My lord? Something on your mind?"

Alastor chuckled, radio statics heard with it.

" Well, darling ~ I've indeed found something interesting today!"

You kind of figured that out already.

" The princess of hell started a project!"

You tilted your head to the side.

" Project?"

Due to you leaning against him, he felt every move you did. When you tilted your head, it felt like you were nuzzling against him.

" Yes indeed! She's making a project to redeem demons!" Alastor laughed.

You blinked in bewilderment. You know that the princess of hell had a different vision on the issues of hell but.. you didn't know that she'd actually consider making a project to change things. Well.. not like it would change anything but as long as there is no proof, she's just making a fool out of herself.

You let out a soft breath. You know Alastor is probably scheming something already. You slightly tug his sleeve.

" My lord? If you'd allow it, may I participate in this project as well?"

It's been so long.. since you've been in the presence of someone your own kind, well.. almost your own.

" Oh? What for, my dear?"

His tone hardened just a tad bit. He didn't really like you near someone who could determine what you are.

" I'm just interested. Please do not worry, my lord. I know I'll be fine. Besides, won't it be interesting to pretend to not know each other? I think it would be fun."

You explained with a soft smile to calm him down.

It was effective as he smiled back at you as well and chuckled when he thought about it.

" Hmm... Perhaps."

Your smile widened and you proceed to hold the hand of your lord.

" I've got an interesting news for you as well, my lord "

You said as you think of the event you saw while hiding in the shadows.

" Oh? Do share. "

" As I cleaned the area of where we had finished of the exterminators, there was this one overlord who clashed with a still alive one. "

" Oh? How amusing -"

" She had killed it. "

"... "

Alastor was silent for a minute and then started to laugh hysterically.

" And what did she do next?" He asked in the middle of laughing.

" She had beheaded it and ran away afterwards. She didn't even bother hiding the body or cleaning it up.. should I do so, my lord? "

" No. Things are starting to get interesting down here. "

You heard the excitement in his voice.

" How about our kills? "

" Burn them. Don't let anyone know, hear or see. "

" Yes, my lord. "

You understood where he was going with this. Pretending not to know anything, not knowing you can kill your own killer and enjoy the show as chaos arrives. As they say, ignorance is bliss.

" Get ready, my dear. Starting now on.. the show will begin. "

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diamondcitydarlin · 9 months

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idk I guess it's an unpopular opinion (tho again maybe not because I feel like for as much as that was a TRAGIC cliffhanger we're all kinda like...into it, right? lmaooo) but I feel like the break-up was a long time coming and needed to happen in order for them to progress the relationship forward. Of course I love post season one fics where they're already a couple after failed armageddon and everything's perfect and fine and that's kind of what I just entertained until I knew more of the story was going to be told because IN THAT CASE!!

I guess it's been said already, but I've always felt like for as close as they were at the end of season one and for as much as it seems like they've carved out a niche for themselves that works, there's something about it that has always felt sort of tenuous for me, and I feel like it's manifested in times that I've written them in post season one, either solo or in RP with a friend. Sometimes it's heaven/hell not being done with them and only pretending to stand back while thinking of a way to get them, but often it's that plus their own sense of loyalty to themselves or outer entities, etc.

As season 2 establishes and as I always kind of suspected, Aziraphale has never really 'given up' on heaven, perhaps not aided by the fact that I don't think Crowley ever gave him specific details of what went on during his trial. The tribulations of the first act of the story don't really destroy Aziraphale's confidence in what he's always believed to be true, it just leads him to think the wrong people have been in charge, still leaving him with this sense of 'this = good' and 'this = bad' and, well...Crowley is still a demon.

Now, of course, Crowley usually falls into a rationalized category of 'Not Like Other Demons' for Aziraphale and most of the time that's fine, but when push comes to shove it turns into a bigger, more divisive issue than anything they can ignore because, ultimately, Az thinks everything will be fine once they're both on the same side of 'good'. Once Crowley is as he used to be. Because surely that's what he REALLY wants as well?? WHO WOULDN'T WANT TO BE AN ANGEL??

And in that way, Crowley has his own sense of loyalty that clashes with Aziraphale's, but I think it's really a loyalty to himself. I don't mean that in a derogatory way at all. I don't mean to imply that he really IS selfish and evil. I mean to say that Crowley has accepted who and what he is, that for as much as God's forsaking of him still haunts his sense of self, he accepts his fate with lurid enthusiasm. Unforgivable, that's what he is. Fine! Because if earning god or heaven's love means being other than what he really truly is and wants to be, then it means nothing and also fuck them.

In that way though, Aziraphale is also 'not like other angels' for Crowley, because there's this sort of understanding that he either doesn't care or accepts him anyway and honestly I think the reason Crowley avoids talking about that for so long is because he doesn't really want to know which it is. But then he finds out, because circumstances have forced them to. And I notice that while he is devastated, he doesn't seem surprised. Sort of like Crowley always knew they were going to have to face this crossroads eventually and knew what Aziraphale was going to choose.

I can't really fault either of them for making their respective choices. If anything, my admiration for Crowley's character has increased a hundred fold and I was already partial to him lmao. It's not easy to choose yourself and your own self-preservation and the truth of who you are over anything else, over the threat of really, truly being alone, but...he does, and I think there's a takeaway in that. And I get where Aziraphale is coming from too, even for how painful and seemingly selfish it is (but I don't think it is, not in intention anyway).

idk this became a ramble but I feel like it all makes sense and is crucial to really exploring what that love between them could truly be in the end.

#ineffable husbands #good omens spoiler #good omens spoilers #ya idk i just felt like it would happen regardless #and im glad it did tbh

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flipping-the-coin · 4 months

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Hush; whats the best and worst parts about living in megatrons walls?

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I'm not quite sure how you managed to get this question to me, but I'm pinning the blame on Megatron. Whatever the case, it's not a problem. I've got nothing better to do stuck up here all the time.

Let me start off by saying that there is a LOT I could ramble about here. There are plenty of great things about being the unwanted roomie, and for that same reason, there are more than a few negatives when it comes to this whole arrangement. Some of the worst parts of this whole situation include everything listed below.

Its boring as slag here. Megatron never does anything of interest, and then on the odd chance that he does, it's always for Orion and so its sappy as frag.

The funds the guard gives me are just not enough to make do. Not to be ungrateful, but I have Carnage and my two other pets to take care of. I never told Paradox about them, but well, I didn't think it was important until I started going hungry.

It gets really cold up here in the walls sometimes, usually during the rainy season. Megatron has a space heater since the sound of the actual heater that was built into the hab makes Orion twitchy. But that space heater doesn't work through walls.

Megatron and Orion interface all. the. time. I don't think I need to say much more aside from stating that I tend to take a walk when they do their thing.

Orion organizes his stuff WRONG. Nothing is put into any sort of decipherable organizational order and it drives me mad. I've tried fixing it, but then Orion gets mad at Megatron and Megatron in turn gets mad at me. So I just have to deal with it.

The whole hab is decorated in a very debatable manner, but I can mostly deal with it... except when it comes to Orion's stupid RUG. The thing is neon yellow with black stripes to make it look like miner marks. It's hideous and clashes with every other piece of furniture, but Orion loves it. Megatron tolerates it.

I've had to stop attempted murders about... twelve times now? Four where from Ratchet putting too many pills in Orion's meds, not sure if it was an accident or not. Two were from Ratchet again, but in a more physical sense. The rest where just mechs with vendettas trying to screw Megatron over in subtle ways. They suck at it by the way. Poisoning energon stopped being effective two stellar cycles into the great war.

That's about the worst of it I think. As for the good things? Let me list those in similar fashion real quick.

Megatron gives me stuff to read. It's REALLY boring up here, so every now and then he throws me a bone so to speak and offers me reading material. Pretty sure its mostly illegal, but it's something to do.

Megatron also lets me proofread his writing and edit sometimes. With no one else in the hab more often than not, I suspect he enjoys knowing someone is listening when he spends groons reading poetry. It's a nice distractor once you get used to the romantic nature of his work.

Every now and then Megatron makes me something absolutely delicious to eat. It's usually after I do him a favor, but by the Thirteen, he makes amazing pastries. I am willing to jump through hoops to get some of his cooking.

I got annoyed with Orion's garden situation so I took up the role of gardener with a disguise in place. Now once every two deca-cycles I get to have tea with him and First Aid. It's a blast.

I got to blanket as a gift from Orion once while I was using my alias. I adore that blanket.

Yeah I think that's the most notable stuff. The cons kinda outway the pros, but it is what it is. I'm happy enough I suppose. I've got my pets and I've got my little spot in the walls.

It's fine.

#maccadam #transformers prime au #transformers #two sides to a coin au #transformers prime #two sides supplemental writing #megaop #orion pax #megatron #hush reports #transformers oc

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vegalustirra · 5 months

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Hearing that you play OPTC... What's your favorite Sabo unit in there?

You know that I can't pick only one favorite Sabo unit now (& I'm not saying that because I'm indecisive). 🤭

I'm honestly going to do it like this:

2 Favorite Non Sugo units

2 Favorite Sugo Units

There's a few that I'm not counting, as listed in this post here. I wanted to include honorable mentions (1 non Sugo & 1 Sugo) as well. But I can't fit more pics or animations & I don't have much to say about those two. So I'm going to put them in a different post as well.

Anyway, here are my favorites that I have & like. They're not in any order by the way!

First Favorite Non Sugo Unit:

Bitter Refinement/Sweet Dignity

These two are one of the very first Treasure Map event units we ever got in the game, & it's honestly an endearing unit. I remember having this in my team along with the Christmas Cavendish unit that I also got from Treasure Map. I personally loved the theme & aesthetic. The outfit is lovely, especially the addition of the little dragon on the tie.

I was surprised to know that they gave this unit additional abilities later on if you raised his level limit. He was actually one of the very first units to be given additional abilities. Raising it to the max basically had given his special ability the additional effect to heal the team with 15,000 HP.

Speaking of his special, the animation is really cute despite being on the shorter side. Just look at that smile!

Currently, I use him whenever he is a boosted unit for an event or whenever Valentine's Day comes around. Personally, I wish they made a figure of this specific unit holding the plate of sweets he has in the art because I just love it so much!

Second Favorite Non Sugo Unit:

An Unlikely Alliance/Back to Back Fire Fists

I have to admit, the more I look at Stampede Sabo in general, the more fond I am of the outfit he's wearing. But yeah, this is the one Stampede Sabo unit we have in this game & I just love using him whenever I can.

He basically boosts the attack of three character types, & he's yet to get any additional abilities for his level limit as of now. Still, I do enjoy using him on teams I make up for fun & when he's a boosted character in events.

His special animation is pretty short compared to others, but it does look very nice overall.

A part of me kind of wished he was a Sugo Unit. I just think him being voiced would've been nice. But I'm more than fine with him being a Clash Unit (even though I struggled a bit to get him several times to raise his level limit).

Alright, now for the Sugo Units.

First Favorite Sugo Unit:

Brotherly Bond/Fiery Bond/Declaring Battle Against the Gods

Yes, all three of these are technically the same unit, but they're separated in the character log. This is because the first two came out first. We got the super evolution of the unit later on (last year actually). The fact that it also changes the typing of the unit is amusing. It's actually one of several super evolutions to do that.

But if you were to ask me which one of these three is my favorite, it would actually have to be the super evolution.

I absolutely adore this unit so much, even though he's not considered good in the current meta. A lot of people on my friends list there like to use him as friend captain & that makes me happy to see. Pretty sure it either has to do with the fact that their teams are the types he boosts or they like his super type special.

Also, seeing him all angry in the art & the animation just gets my heart feeling a certain way. I just love a man who will do anything for those who are close to him, okay?

Though I will admit that his optional effect isn't too drastic though (I'll post it later).

Second Favorite Sugo Unit:

Reunion with His Little Brother/Flame to Protect His Little Brother

This unit is one of the Anniversary Units. Still a pretty recent unit in the game too as he's only been around for about 8 months or so.

It's safe to say that I have a lot of love for this unit in particular. Though I'll be honest, there's another unit that's tied with this one. But I'll talk about that unit in the next post I do.

Not only is it referencing a moment that honestly makes me cry, it's also a really wonderful unit that I enjoy using as Captain. This especially goes considering that I like using the units he boosts.

He has quite a wonderful animation too! Compared to other animations, this one had a bit more work put into it (& I don't just mean length wise either).

The fact that it's just that sequence of him dealing with the Marines is so funny. It makes me so freaking happy because of how much I loved that moment. It's another reason as to why I like having this unit in my current main team.

By the way, this isn't the only animation this unit has. They also gave him a special animation for when you complete a super tandem with him & a few specific characters!

The thing is that, again, he's an anniversary unit. So he only comes around whenever they have an anniversary or half anniversary banner. But I'm not exactly in a rush to raise his level limit. He's good as is with what I was able to do in terms of boosting his stats up. Just need to raise his potential abilities.

Overall, I love all the Sabo units I have on the game & I can't wait for any future ones they give us!

Also, if you guys want the animations alone in the posts along with the unit's pics, then I'll gladly do that when I can!

#I said it would be long & it was #excuse the gifs being different sizes on desktop #i tried lmao #Datura Asks #sweet ramblings of mine #one piece #chief of staff sabo #sabo the revolutionary #revolutionary sabo #flame emperor sabo

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scramble-crossing · 1 year

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yessss you understand me exactly omg! i'm not calling him a good guy or trying to defend him. he knew what he was doing! he caused those deaths! but as you said, the "Not because he takes some sadistic joy in seeing these people get erased, but because it gets him closer to his goal and he just doesn't care who might end up dying for his cause. And I think this makes him WAY more interesting than some guy who just loves mindless destruction" perfect!!

i do think we at least somewhat know his motives tho, especially in the anime where he's more explicit about complaining about the homogenization fo the UG and mr. h's comments about him being attached to shibuya

but i agree. in the show he might as well he doing it for rabies. he likes seeing pain and suffering. in the game he has 0 problems CAUSING pain and suffering but he isn't doing it BECAUSE of the pain and suffering, but because he's FINE with causing it if it gets to his goal. and that's just a way cooler character space to be in (and makes his NEO self more understandable as to where he comes from as opposed to a 180 on his character or forcing him to take brain damage or whatever)

That's true!! Annoyingly I can't even say that the anime oversimplified him, because while they fumbled with his personality they certainly left a lot to chew on. Although, while I think that it's great to take material from the anime into personal headcanons, I believe that game canon trumps anime canon, so unless it exists in neo (such as the angel wings and headphones mural in Udagawa + I'm pretty sure one of Neku's victory lines quotes Hanekoma from the anime) I don't think anything in the anime should be considered as canon. A sort of "until proven otherwise" approach. Hanekoma explicitly saying that Sho is attached to Shibuya should probably be taken with a grain of salt.

That said! With the way he talks about beauty and art in the first game I definitely think that he could have become frustrated with the state of Shibuya under the Composer and sought after his spot in order to create his idealized version of the city. In a way he's kind of like Megumi, tearing Shibuya apart because he loves it without fully understanding what makes it so special. That's cool!! And it's why so many people love Shibuya in the first place, it's where opposing desires clash and change for having come to understand one another. That's why Sho could never have become Composer. For all the strength in his ideals he's incapable of cooperation, he's like an invasive species choking out everything else and because of that, the natural selection of Shibuya booted him out of rotation. That's kind of how I see it anyways.

This is all my very long and complicated way of saying that I don't think his implied motives in the anime should necessarily be considered canon, but also that you can extrapolate just as much from his behavior in the first game anyways, even if neo doesn't do much to expand upon this idea. I totally agree with your point and I think it's a super interesting angle to approach his character from!! I only wanted to say all that about anime canon because I think your point is better supported by the game itself, whereas people can very easily write off the anime for only being a sort of semi-canon.

Actually, the anime had me SO convinced that this was going to be important that I spent nearly the entire game convinced that Sho's grand plan was to stage a coup against the Shinjuku Reapers. I couldn't imagine he was happy with them encroaching on "his territory." I was absolutely sure that the climax was going to be a final Scramble Slam with the Shibuya Reapers and Players (and Sho) teaming up to defend their city from the Shinjuku Reapers and chase them off once and for all. I still think this would've been really cool....Sho revolutionary freedom fighter WHEN

Also, you're right about neo too!! I tend to see Sho as someone who perhaps never fully grasped the weight of what he did when he unleashed taboo noise on the city. All those deaths were part of his cause, one he believes in so fiercely that he's willing to tear himself apart over and over again to achieve. It was "for the greater good" in a way. Maybe he couldn't understand the other Reapers as complete, complex individuals with lives he snuffed out and it all just seemed like noise to him. Then when he absorbs Rindo's soul pulvis he lashes out and deeply hurts the few people who he, in his heart of hearts, very likely cares about, and for the first time it gets to him. Having to confront the fact that your worldview is fundamentally flawed and will only ever end in your own self-destruction and that of everyone around you, realizing that after everything you've done, having given yourself fully to a cause for years upon years, that it's all been for nothing because you were always going to end up here, lying half-dead on the ground, looked at only with horror and pity...what do you do? Where do you go from there? According to neo, right back to where you started at the beginning of the first game, apparently, but that's another conversation and I'm getting off track. Sho Minamimoto. That is all.

#this is so long im so sorry i am procrastinating on an essay!!#im sorry if i came off as rude about the anime but i think you have a really good idea and i dont want people writing it off #because anime bad. or whatever #especially when its right there in the game when you look!! if not exactly that then something very close to it #neo sho says that he only cares about himself when neku brings up the fate of the city #but honestly with his little tsundere shtick I dont think even Sho can be taken as an authority on how Sho feels #its best to look at og twewy where hes as 'open' as he ever really gets #or at least plain-faced about what he wants #anyways i need to go...work on that essay...#asks #minamimoto

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2, 14, 51 from the otp asks for Bushmed and/or spoovy? 😊

HIIIII MY FRIEND ABOSLUTELY!!!! EEHEEEE and omg you know i'll never pass up an opportunity to talk about bushmed AND spoovy... HEHE... >:)c

bushmed;

2. What would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare? omg... don't hurt/comfort me.,., OHHH NOOOOOOOOOO.,., so in my fics medic is gradually worrying more and more about how sniper is becoming less of a coworker/successful experiment and more of an.,,. object of affection... and i think it's important to medic that no matter how close he gets with someone, it's important that his Clinical Thoughts doesn't get mixed with his Emotional Thoughts and unfortunately sniper is in fact a delicious mixture of the two :(... HEHE.. but i think once they start dating and going to bed together, sniper's always the first to fall asleep. being cuddled up to medic just makes him so sleepy hehe!! but with sniper, medic has a hard time "leaving work at the office"., so once sniper's asleep he'll sometimes (carefully, quietly) check his vitals as discreetly as he can (ones he can without any equipment of course), specifically checking in on his heart. it's more about The Ritual of doing so than anything else (like "oh shit did i leave the oven on? better go double check" type of thing) except, you know, it's sniper's life. so medic will listen to sniper's heart and tell himself it's fine, he's fine, go to bed. but sometimes if he falls asleep worrying about it, he'll SWEAR he heard sniper's heart stop and jolt awake and press his ear to sniper's chest... only to hear the reliable thump thump thump... whew okay see! nothing to worry about! i don't think sniper has nightmares very often so i can see medic's Hyperactive Mind/Weird Sleeping Schedule making him more prone to them. when he gasps and jolts awake sniper instantly wakes up and is like "y'okay, pidge? sorry, did i squish you?" (even though it would be impossible for sniper to squish medic imo LOL) and medic takes a deep breath in through his nose and is like "no, aheh, i'm sorry my heart, i must have had a dream!" and pulls sniper close to him and sniper curls around him and is like "sleep, dovey." (said like a groggy "order") and medic nestles against him and is like "ja, ja, alright, alright,.," but his eyes open again and he presses his palm to sniper's skin... alright it's not too cold, not deathly cold like it was when it was fished out of that ocean water in new zealand and dumped in the morgue and- 14. How do their personalities compliment each other? How do they clash? OOHHH FUN ONE... i think they're a very fun ship because they can be written as Clashy OR Complimentary... both of them are capable of tenderness though only reserved for Very Few people... both are capable killers who can be (read: Not Exclusively) cold and cunning.., a really interesting dynamic for them for me personally is sniper's professional code vs medic's complete lack thereof and how it affects not only them individually, but how they interact with each other.... i think they're both mutually respectful of it but it's definitely a fun thing to think about!! i've touched on that in one of my mini fics for bushmed week that i wrote last year! of course i think they compliment each other because i think sniper needs someone who is a bit more Outgoing than he is to really show him how to have fun (and in medic's case, make mischief!) and let loose!! HEHE... 51. What’s a non verbal way they say I love you? UWAA so many.., sniper leaving one of his shirts for medic to cuddle up to when sniper gets up early and medic stays asleep.. medic massaging sniper's (sore, but he'll never admit it) hands after a long day on the field... laying in silence together and focusing on the sounds of them being Alive Together (sniper likes listening to medic's breathing and medic likes listening to sniper's heart)... ;-;

spoovy;

2. What would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare? i hc that heavy has ptsd (and gets treatment from medic for it) and that he is actually quite the restless sleeper. he tries not to bother spy with it if he can, but spy is too receptive to just let heavy brush it off! spy is a night owl himself so he'll often lay in bed with heavy and rub his head or his back while he reads and heavy falls right to sleep! if heavy has a nightmare, spy is awake and right there, ready to comfort him. he asks if he wants to talk about it, or if he needs him to go and get medic. spy always makes sure there's a glass of water and a snack on the bedside table (i think they're both bed time/night time snackers! hehe) if heavy wants it, but usually he's just glad spy is there with him. he focuses on spy running his thumb over the shell of his ear and spy Volunteers to read to him (one of heavy's russian copies of his favorite books, but reads it in french; something heavy loves) and lets heavy cut in with anecdotes about translation and language while spy hums lovingly... <3 14. How do their personalities compliment each other? How do they clash? tbh i think they have very complimentary personalities. level-headed, rational, very calculated people. i have no clue where the "heavy is dumb" trope came from but i hate it soooo much. i think they're also on the same footing intellectually as well as street-smarts and mercenary capability. while their skillset is Very Opposite i'd say they're still mutually knowledgeable and very emotionally intelligent, too. spy's a little more thickheaded than heavy is, but i think spy needs someone who can cup his face and be like hey. listen and give him earnest advice when he needs it. which is often. because spy is the world's most grand supreme darling little girlfailure and i think heavy sees that but also respects spy enough to know it's more complicated than whatever "surface level reasons" spy has for doing what he does! 51. What’s a non verbal way they say I love you? ah! they love leaving each other notes. it's the linguists in them! spy leaves heavy little notes tied to sasha with a ribbon and heavy stashes notes in spy's disguise kit or in the book he knows he's going to pick up later that day. heavy thinks it's fun to "communicate like a spy does" and spy likes the cheekification of "communicating like a spy does"!! it's playful and very flirty for both of them and they often play games of trying to catch one another in the act of placing the notes!! HEHE.., they have yet to catch each other though!!! >:)

#WHEEEEHEHEEEEE THESE WERE SOOOO FUN TO ANSWER THANK YOUUU ;__; <333 #I HOPE YOU ENJOY MY FRENID EHUEUHUEH #ILYYYYYY TYSM ;;;;#asks #speavy #medsnip #dutchfoolery #dutchiehcs #poisonedflame

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sealeneee · 8 months

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I know you’re working on the other ask but I had some more questions.

What is Doc/Katona’s love language? How does Katona respond to Doc’s nicknames of “beautiful” and “gorgeous”? Does she have specific ways she likes to be touched or talked to? Is she taller than Doc and if so, how does he feel about that?

And for Katona and Theron: what is their friendship like? What sort of things do they get up to? Does Doc ever get involved or is it purely Katona and Theron who hang out? What is Katona’s favorite and least favorite things about Doc and Theron?

this turned out quite long so i'm putting it under readmore jkhfakjfg

i think katona is more of a gift giver -- she'd buy or make anything that reminded her of her husband, while doc is more of an acts of service and quality time guy. physical touch is a thing for both of them.

at first katona find the nicknames a bit annoying, but starts to like them pretty quickly. she may not exactly share his views on her looks -- "i look fine, but nothing outstanding. aside from, you know, the veins and glowing eyes" is something she'd say -- but she appreciates it nonetheless. it's something nice amidst whatever disaster is happening at the time. makes her smile every time.

as for ways of being talked to, i think she prefers a casual, humorous banter kind of talk. unless we're talking about sex, in which case she has a praise kink.

touch is a bit hard to answer, but i think she likes having her hair braided/played with, and having doc's hand on her waist is one of her favorite ways of physical contact, alongside hugs and putting one's head on their partner's shoulder.

and oh YEAH she's taller. she's like 6'8, while i see doc as average or below average height. something like 5'9? having him shorter would be fun (not in a demeaning way though. he's just a little guy. stealing @rubensmuse's text here)

but would be too much of a height difference. so he's about average in my canon

i'd say he was just surprised at first -- not every day you see anyone, let alone a human, over two meters tall -- but quickly got used to it. he likes it, it suits katona's personality and skills in his opinion, makes him feel defended when she's nearby. she could snap him in half and he loves it and also knows that she wouldn't.

now for theron. i think they really bonded during kotfe/et, when they had to closely work together and got to know each other better. chaotic adhd siblings. i think most of their shenanigans either happen when theron asks katona to help him on whatever job he has to do, which can be a lot of things, from recovering intel to getting new allies or assets. we all know how theron operates, and katona isn't afraid of doing some insane bullshit either. also i think there is a lot of grabbing food and talking shit about everyone and everything. don't think doc joins on their bullshit too often, most times it's only if several alliance people are involved. group bullshit, if you will.

have i answered favorite things about doc? i think i have. poke me if i haven't. as for theron, i think what draws katona to him most is the similar chaotic vibe they have and the opportunity to bond over their weird relationship with the jedi order.

as for the disliked qualities, i think doc's vanity can get on her nerves sometimes. another thing that just clashes with her personality is his immense desire to help people even if it puts themselves in danger. sorry imperials on balmorra yall are getting stabbed. nevertheless she saves his ass on dromund kaas instead of moving to attack the emperor right away. that's because she's a little hypocritical. as a treat.

i think the latter is also a point of conflict with theron -- he is, despite his chaotic nature, a very goodhearted character, while she has... interesting morals. if it's not beneficial to her or isn't explicitly a part of her task it's very likely she'll stall doing the objective to help someone, i.e. the reactor on zakuul. there is no time to waste, she's super confused and fresh out of carbonite, and she didn't even cause the damn explosion! not her job. master surro gets killed as a weird way of showing mercy. and so on.

she also never lets him forget the """""betrayal""""" and especially the dumb haircut he got. the spy shenanigans greatly annoy her, and the hair was just ugly.

#ask #oc: katona

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polyamorouspunk · 1 year

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A couple weeks ago one of my friends said (and I quote) "My father thinks the LGBT community shouldn't have rights but he isn't a dick about it so it's fine. I don't think anyone should be forced to support them. Everyone is allowed to have their own opinion."

Like, no he won't jump me in the street but he'll vote for someone who'll make it legal.

Idk. I think want to cut her out of my life but she supports me. That meaning she hasn't said anything rude and let me use her address to order my binder.

It just pisses me off that she could think like that because that isn't an opinion. It's prejudice.

I really don't know. Do you have any advice? Am I the dick here?

I was actually having some thoughts about this myself.

So at my work, if you haven’t been following up on my drama, there’s a manager that has been HARRASING us, and I’ve been around for it for one friend and one coworker. This manager is black and gay, super open to trans and nonbinary people, etc. and I’ve REALLY tried to connect to him over being gay, but he just treats me, us, like SHIT! And right now he seems to be targeting another coworker ^^ who is ALSO black and gay!! I just like. We’re supposed to be a community. We’re supposed to love each other but he’s SO MEAN. But the one person who ALWAYS has my back is my friend. And she’s like. Actually homophobic. But she doesn’t make a show of it. She just quietly thinks people shouldn’t be gay. And yet she treats me with actual, basic, human respect where as all of my other coworkers bully me, and sometimes her too. We’re the two that don’t fit in, and it has nothing to do with me being gay/trans clearly. The nicest person to me at work is a girl who doesn’t think I should be gay, and that’s why she’s my friend- because she’s the only one who treats me decently. And honestly at some point I think we’re all going to have to make a choice between gay people who are rude and mean to us and homophobic people who actual treat us with basic human decency and kindness. I get along with her. She’s my friend. She treats me kindly. We laugh and joke and have fun. It was only a point of contention between us. We don’t ever have these moments where our belief systems clash. We can just be friends. I look forward to seeing her every day because I would rather laugh with her than feel like I have to slink around my store and hide in fear of being yelled at.

Ending a friendship because of someone’s beliefs is a personal choice, but instead I’m now looking towards how people treat you. Sure you’re gay. But are you NICE. Sure you’re trans. But are you KIND. And I think I’ve come to the point where I would rather be friends with someone who doesn’t treat me like a freak and yell at me and bully me even if our beliefs don’t align instead of the idea of a perfect minority person who feels like they can bully me and put me down and take advantage of me. I don’t have any friends her but her. I can’t afford to cut people out of my life because they maybe think I shouldn’t be gay when she’s the one of the only people I feel like I can safely talk to. For me it comes down to this: are you kind? Do you yell at me? Do you bully me? Do you put me down? Do you treat me like a freak? Or do you listen to me? Do you compliment me? Do you tell me that it’s going to be okay? That’s what matters more to me right now.

#punk gets mail

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thestarmaker · 3 years

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god I haven't even mentioned how absolutely perfectly trying to feel alive is as the album closer. It ties everything together so well, and it so excellently mirrors look at the sky (being the lyrical opener). It's just such a great album overall and the two really make for some perfect bookends

#porter robinson #nurture #like!!!! the only review I've seen so far (i don't really look at them for media but it was before the release and i was curious)#said that it was great but could've had a better ordering of the tracks but honestly i think it works pretty well #a great pattern of instrumental followed by a few w lyrics then another instrumental and so on #and i assume porter was most concerned w spacing everything out well (which he did!!)#i think the order is fine i don't think anything really. like. clashes? i can't say I'd change it #but anyway. god they work so well together #and ttfa just toes everything up so nicely w/o either being cheesy or just not feeling like a unique song #bc the tracks are all very closely related and he did a fantastic job at making each song feel really special and unique #adding sweet time to the list of absolutely godtier love songs that are powerful enough to melt even my aroace self #(i actually haven't made that playlist yet. i know what I'm doing for the next hour)

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kiribaku-queen · 3 years

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The Blood King and his Queen [11]

Pairing: Bakugou x reader

Romance, Angst, Drama

Word count: 2.6K

Summary: From being a mere servant girl to marrying the scariest prince in existence, your world changed right before your eyes. Exchanging places with the princess, you knew, wasn’t going to be easy. But could you have found love on the way? Or was it never meant to be?

A/N: Hello my loves! If you'd like to be tagged, please let me know! And as always, I'd love to know your what you think since we did switch genres this chapter!

For everyone who congratulated me on my milestone and those who have sent in requests, A BIG THANK YOU! I will be working on those asap and let me tell you, I am sosososo excited to do them because you sent in some ANGSTY requests which i love love love! My heart broke reading some of them so I can't wait! Thank you so much again my love and happy reading! <3 Please don't hate me!

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Today was the big day. The day of the engagement party. The day you were going to be shown off as the Blood Prince’s bride-to-be and future queen of the Kingdom. You felt excited yet sick to your stomach at the same time. You’ve never attended these types of events as a servant before so you had no idea what to expect or how to even act. You couldn’t even imagine how the day was going to go.

You woke up, of course, an empty bed. Images of last nights events replayed in your mind, making your cheeks heat up. But you smiled. It was one of the happiest and most memorable times of your life. Could life get any better at this point?

You were quick to jump out of bed, in a rush to find Bakugou. Your feet were light and your chest was filled with love that you felt like you couldn’t spend another minute without him. Unfortunately for you, you didn’t realize that you were still in your rather revealing nightgown that exposed more skin than necessary. In the moment, that didn’t matter to you. The silky, white gown flowed behind you as you rushed to find the man of your dreams.

Bakugou was conversing with some of the boys, Kirishima, Sero and Kaminari. By now, he hadn’t seen you yet which was perfect because now you could surprise him.

“Katsuki!” you shouted his name. The moment he turned around, you were jumping right into his arms. Your arms were tightly secured around his neck and your nose buried in the crook of his neck, giving you all of his scent. The boys had to turn away, faces red, out of respect for your privacy, as well as they didn’t want to die in the hands of a jealous Blood Prince. The boys immediately looked up, pretending that something had caught their eye so it wasn’t as obvious. Oh, but was it so obvious.

Bakugou was startled to see you in his arms so early. But quickly became protective when he saw what you were wearing. Nothing but sheer fabric? Revealing places that only Bakugou has seen? Not on his watch. Bakugou was quick to cover you up with his fur cape but also took to aside so no one was watching.

He takes you to a secluded hallway, or what seemed like one since he shooed everyone away. He places his hands on his hips and lets out a frustrated sigh.

“Why are you still in your nightgown?” he asks, annoyed. You give him a giddy smile while taking slow steps towards him. You place your fingers on his abdomen, slowly walking them up to tap his chest.

“I couldn’t wait to see you, my love,” you flirted in your best flirtatious voice possible. Bakugou couldn’t help himself. He pulled you in so your lips could meet. His kiss was so addicting, you wanted more of him. But like many good things, it was taken too fast for your liking. Bakugou had pulled away to rest your foreheads together, him breathless.

“You’re really tempting me,” he said in a raspy voice. “Should I take you right here, right now? For everyone to hear?” it was meant to be a threat but you giggled and one upped him.

“I’m all yours, your highness,” you say softly, getting closer to him all innocent like.

Bakugou didn’t really mean what he said. Did he want you right now? Absolutely. But it was all tease for fun and games. He wanted to rile you up as much as he can today so that later that night, that’s when they can have a lot of fun. Bakugou backs up and laughs at your pouting face. God, how he loved all your faces, all your expressions. You were so lively and expressive and beautiful. He couldn’t get enough of you.

“Later,” he promised. “You should be getting ready for the ball.”

“As should you, but I don’t see you all fancied up,” you argue. He nods his head and shoos you away by placing a hand on the dimples of your back.

“Yes, yes, I’m about to do that now. I’ll come find you when you’re ready?” you nod in excitement, not being able to wait for that moment. He gives you an affectionate look, teasing you with an eskimo kiss before leaving back to his men. You absolutely melted at his touch. Sigh, you were so in love, it was painful to watch.

The ball was only a couple hours away and you had just gotten finished dressing. Your servants had prepared a lovely ballgown for you that was breathtaking to look at. The color red was supposed to signify the power you were being married into. As well as to match with the Prince’s outfit but we will keep that on the downlow. The dress was embroidered with thousands of handstitched flowers in the waist to bust area, around the sleaves and a little bit more throughout the ends of the dress. Not only that, but you were bedazzled in large jewels: dangling earrings and a bold necklace to match with the red tiara sitting on your head. It was a glamorous and expensive look they were having you go for. Only appropriate for a princess, soon to be queen.

Your heart was going pitter patter when you saw yourself. You couldn’t believe it. This was really happening. You were going to be getting engaged to your love. There was a knock at the door and in comes Bakugou, looking all dashing and handsome.

You gasped at the way he looked. The normal Bakugou you would see would be wearing his usual: cape with no shirt underneath, a pair of washed out pants and his boots. But this Bakugou? It was like you were seeing a completely different person. He wore a suit like a Prince, red and gold to the fit. He even had a side pocket that contained a handkerchief. His hair was lazily slid back but it didn’t matter because he was still handsome in your eyes.

“I’m surprised. You’re actually wearing clothes for once,” you comment.

“Get a good look princess, because this is the only time you’ll get to see me like this,” he says. He comes to you, placing a chaste kiss upon your lips. He side eyes the girls in your room. That gave them the cue to leave. They bowed, quickly leaving the room to give you some alone time for now.

As soon as that door closes, Bakugou attacks your lips with harsh and hungry kisses. You hum into the kiss as your teeth clash against each other but he makes up for it by slipping his tongue in.

“Stop, not now,” you protest, trying to push him off but with lazy pushes of his shoulders.

“You’re just so pretty,” he responds, not stopping his actions. You start to giggle when he attacks your neck. He’s about to take off your chunky necklace but you whine.

“Katsuki!” you whine playfully.

“Yes, my love,” he says and your heart skips a beat hearing those words. You cup his face in your hands and kiss him one more time.

“Darling, you promised after the dance,” you reminded him.

“I said later. Now is later, right?” he tried to play it smooth but you weren’t buying it.

“Shouldn’t we head out? I feel guests should be arriving any second and we should greet them, no?”

“Fine. But I want to show you the ballroom first,” he insisted.

“Hm? Why? I can see it later,” you told him, not seeing what he was trying to do.

“It’s a surprise,” he said and he led you to the ballroom with closed eyes.

When you opened your eyes for the first time, everything was so pretty, you were in awe. The room was so spacious, enough room for hundreds of people to dance. There were extra chandeliers hanging with red ribbon draped over every light. Some tables were set up for seating and crimson flowers, the same shade as Bakugou’s eyes, decorated every corner, every table top, every space you could imagine. It was truly a sight to behold. You had seen the ballroom being built and put together but you had never seen the final piece like this. Bakugou comes up behind you, proudly, as you continue to admire the room.

“It’s all for you. Everythingis for you,” he said. You turn around to look him in the eyes and they were filled with admiration and love. Kirishima and the other soldiers were there, looking at how in love you both looked at each other. It warmed their hearts and put a smile on all their faces. Before you could grapple in each other’s face once again, Bakugou’s second oldest brother, Katashi, makes his entrance, also dressed for the occasion.

“Ah, if it isn’t the main characters for today,” Katashi spoke up, bowing in the direction of Bakugou. “Your highness.” He addresses the Prince in a sarcastic tone as he always does. But when he looks at you, he doesn’t say anything and brushes you to the side, like he didn’t acknowledge you at all. You felt awkward and tension rise in the air. Looking to the side, you could tell Bakugou was irritated.

“You will not disrespect your future queen like that,” Bakugou says.

“Forgive me, your highness.” He apologizes in a nasty, rude tone. “But however shall I call this… lady?”

“You will address her as, ‘Your Highness’”, he ordered. But Katashi doesn’t do so.

“I don’t think I should be addressing a mere servant with such high status,” he retaliates. And your stomach drops. You feel like your ears are deceiving you. How does he know? Was he just saying that to be disrespectful? Or does he actually know the truth? But how? You were protecting this secret so well, there’s no way he would have found out. Your heart rate was picking up the pace and your palms started to sweat. You had to focus on your breathing because if you didn’t, you would be having a full on panic attack and then your cover would be blown. While you were feeling all these rollercoaster of emotions, Bakugou was furious and grabbed his brother by the collar.

“What did you fucking say?” he asked through gritted teeth. It was like his brother was asking to be punched in the face and Bakugou would gladly give it to him. Yet, his brother didn’t look fazed at all. He just smirked.

“Oh, dear brother. You didn’t know? She is not the real princess,” he points out. And if on cue, the realprincess walks out from her hiding spot, revealing herself to everybody. Anybody who sees her could tell that she was a real princess. By the way she walked and presented herself, she was the real deal. Bakugou didn’t look impressed but you could see his eyes wavering, like he was confused. Because to him, you were the real princess. Why would you lie to him? And how did you come here instead of the real princess? It didn’t help that you two looked almost identical to each other. There were only a small differences he could make out because he stared at your face for a bit too long when you were sleeping.

“How do you know for sure that’s the real princess? What if you’re just lying to be an ass?” he challenged but his brother laughed at his ignorance.

“Oh, silly brother. If only you went to all those parties like Father suggested instead of tending to those poor souls, you would know that that woman next to you in an imposter, and your fiancée is standing right next to me. I could tell from one look that that woman was just a poor servant,” he spat at you, making you flinch at his harsh words.

“Well go on, princess. Don’t make me wait for the show,” Katashi gave the real princess the floor with his cocky self. She rolled her eyes and stepped forward, looking down on you with all the hatred in her eyes.

“Bow,” she ordered. As if a spell had been cast upon you, you bowed until you were parallel with the ground.

“Your highness,” you greeted her. Shame. Shame was all you felt in that moment. Bakugou watched as you bowed down to this self-proclaimed princess and he couldn’t believe his eyes. Neither did anybody else. Because they were all watching. Kirishima. Sero. Kaminari. Mina. The other soldiers. The guards. The servants. They were all watching you get put into your place.

“You really thought you could get away with this. I trusted you to break off this engagement and now you’re here? Marrying him in my place? How did you not think you were going to get caught? Well how does it feel now? To be humiliated in front of all these people who think you are royalty. Only to be revealed as some lowlife peasant who serves, not to be served,” she hissed at you. Every word stung your heart because it was true. You were an imposter who thought you could get away with marrying an unattainable man you fell in love with.

Bakugou had heard enough. His eyes were dark and his heart was fueling with rage. He doesn’t say anything. Instead, he takes your wrist and painfully drags you away into a room. He slams the door in anger and shoves you up against the wall.

“Katsuki,” you wanted to explain but he punches the wall next to you, making you tense up.

“Don’t fucking put my name in your filthy mouth,” he spits at you. And your heart breaks. Bit by bit, until a dull pain was left in place of your heart. But you had to keep preparing yourself because you know he wasn’t done there. You looked down at the ground, feeling put in your place, back as a servant. You couldn’t look him in the eyes anymore.

“You lied to me,” he breathed heavy, trying to maintain his cool but it was so, so hard.

“I was going to tell you,” you choked, barely able to get that sense out. The lump in your throat hurt so bad that you don’t know how you were going to speak.

“When? Until we were already married and start a family? Until I’m on my death bed? When? WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL ME?!” he shouted, repeatedly hitting the wall. You were sobbing at this point, but you tried your best to keep it all together. For your own sake.

“When were you going to tell me?” he whispered, broken. Tears ran endlessly from your eyes and you shook your head, not knowing the answer.

“Everything we had was a lie. Everything I told you, was from my heart. And you just kept lying, and lying, and lying,” he talked to himself, turning away from you so he could narrate your whole relationship in his head. But you reached out to him. Despite you being in the wrong, you didn’t want to see him go. It couldn’t end like this. You wanted to explain. If he just let you explain, maybe, maybe things can turn around.

“Your highness, I lov-” you began but as soon as Bakugou heard those words, he became furious once again. He grabbed a dagger that was secured in his holster and threw it at you effortlessly. The knife landed right beside your head, barely slicing your cheek. Had he thrown it any closer, you would have been dead. But Bakugou was too confused in his feelings that he missed on purpose to let you live.

“Don’t you dare say that to me. I want you out of my sight, peasant,” his words stung like venom. Tears continued to pour out and before you knew it, servants were harshly tugging at the elegant clothes on your body until only white under garments were worn. You were escorted out of the palace with Bakugou not even sparing you another glance.

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hi it's me with the rarepairs

domestic akaken

post timeskip content

* soft. so soft. akaashi thinks kenma doesn't eat enough. kenma thinks he eats fine, and he snacks when he's gaming so the amount of calories he's taking is adequate. akaashi sighs, those snacks are not healthy snacks. he looks in disdain, and leaves the conversation there. later on, he buys some vegetable chips for kenma.

* akaashi doesn't have a good sleeping schedule. neither does kenma. yet the sleeping schedules still clash. they don't really mind tho - akaashi is too tired and will collapse even if the light is on. kenma needs absolute darkness to sleep, so they bought blackout curtains. the horrible sleeping schedule is great for video calls with hinata - kenma has them weekly, and akaashi is happy to see them interact (he thinks it's cute)

* hinata does borrow the guest room when he is in japan. sometimes kenma and hinata fall asleep playing games, cuddled up. akaashi takes photos, as blackmail. but also bc they really are very cute. it's not fair how his boyfriend looks better in the arms of another man. he sends the photos to oikawa. oikawa used to get mad, but the two have accepted that their boyfriends like to cuddle their best friends so let's all just appreciate the cuteness.

* speaking of games. kenma did try to teach akaashi about games. it didn't really work out well. akaashi liked games like stardew valley, but his work doesn't allow him to devote much time to games. recently he's been into visual novels, like coffee talk.

* they don't really cuddle.

* neither of them cook. kenma never learnt to make anything more substantial than instant noodles, miso soup and rice, while akaashi can cook, but he doesn't have the time to. he got some tips from osamu and often makes rice balls cos they're simple and easy to eat on the go. kenma will make rice, and akaashi will do the rest. most of the time, though, they order takeout or akaashi will bring something from the convenience store back.

* akaashi is gentle with kenma.

* kenma has mood swings, especially if he didn't do well at a game. akaashi will have to either buy him some food he likes, or ask him if he wants to video call hinata. somehow hinata is better at cheering kenma up. akaashi is used to this. hinata is better at cheering everyone up. besides, kenma asks bokuto to cheer him up, so it's fair.

* they share the same brand of coffee. akaashi buys it. they both like the same brand, but kenma isn't picky about his coffee. akaashi is.

* they sleep in the same bed, and use the same toiletries. akaashi again buys these, because kenma doesnt care for them. if left to his own devices, kenma probably would just buy the cheapest option. if he even steps out of the house.

* dates are at home. they order pizza and watch movies, criticising everything from acting to plot and set/cg.

* outside dates are rare, usually when hinata or bokuto has a match. bokuto plays in japan, so mostly bokuto's matches. hinata's matches become indoor dates. they tear apart the setter's strategy.

* they don't hold hands, or stand particularly close, or use nicknames. but you can tell they are a couple, somehow. it's the level of comfort between them, i think.

* a lot of people still think akaashi is dating bokuto. akaashi laughs it off. bokuto is far too much of a free spirit to be tethered down by a relationship.

* kuroo tho. had his heart broken. it took a while for them to start talking again. it helped after kuroo got together with daichi (courtesy of suga)

* suga was also the one who spurred kenma to ask akaashi out. that fellow cant stop sticking his nose into other people's relationships 😂

* sometimes kenma wonders what he brings to the relationship. akaashi does so much. akaashi points out that kenma pays for everything though. and his presence is enough for akaashi. akaashi can't explain the attraction, but he does everything like buying groceries and doing all those things as an expression of love, rather than obligation to the relationship. kenma understands this, but he feels guilty sometimes. he buys expensive stuff for akaashi, but akaashi doesn't like that. so kenma just goes back to making rice and miso soup. and making sure there's plenty of dough for akaashi to spend if he wants to. they both end up splurging on gifts for hinata and bokuto.

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likes and reblogs appreciated! i'm so tired recently and i'm convinced it's just a mood thing. i stupidly got the covid jab on the first day of my period, so that's the side effects, doubled. i miss writing. i wrote this to kickstart the habit - hope i can sustain it hehe.

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