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elvenbeard · 23 days

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Soft OTP asks #9???

HIII this took me a hot minute öaskdhfasf. Thank you so much for asking!! I had this in my drafts forever and just didn't get around to editing it, but now finally here we are 👀

Prompts Handsome As Fuck

(Cyberpunk 2077 fanfic, Kerry Eurodyne x V, 1127 words; prompt: Write about your ship getting dressed up in fancy outfits together.)

“You want one of my ties?” V asked, and Kerry had to pause for a couple of seconds to ensure he’d heard him correctly. His hesitation made V’s head appear from behind the open doors of the wardrobe, and his expression changed from neutral expectation to laughter as he saw the face Kerry made.

“A tie? Do I look like I wear ties to ya?” Kerry asked with played offense and gestured at himself up and down rapidly. His shirt was still unbuttoned, he couldn’t find his belt, and he was already looking forward to switching his suit pants for something more comfortable – or nothing – as soon as they were back home later. He hated that the label made him go to this party, a formal cocktail event… that wasn’t exactly Kerry’s specialty, and the dress code only made it worse.

V snickered and the sound pulled Kerry’s thoughts back to the present. He was glad V’d be there with him tonight, happy to come even, as he didn’t get to dress up fancy for his job at the Afterlife really. He could, technically, but he chose not to, for a variety of reasons.

“Do I look like I wear ties?” V asked, posing to showcase his tattoos, fingers running through colorful strands of hair.

“Well, no,” Kerry shrugged, flustered, “Most of the time, at least. Today a little bit.”

V chuckled softly and returned his attention to the wardrobe briefly. He was already pretty much ready to go, dark pants and shirt, a sleek red blazer, his hair slicked back. It was still way shorter than back when they first met, too short for styling it much into a shape he liked. But he’d finally dyed it in his favorite colors again at least.

Kerry smiled to himself, and before getting too lost in thought once again continued to dig through a bunch of clothes on the armchair by the bed. Finally, his fingers got a hold of the smooth synleather belt he’d been searching for. At the very bottom of the pile, of course. He swiftly put it on and flinched slightly when a hand tapped him on the shoulder.

“Sorry,” V whispered apologetically – he really moved too quietly for his own good sometimes.

“Try this one, goes well with the shirt,” V smiled and handed Kerry a dark blue blazer with fine woven stripes of gold.

“That’s none of mine,” Kerry said as V helped him slip into it, expecting it to be just a tiny bit too tight around the shoulders, and the sleeves a tiny bit too long for him. Sharing t-shirts and other stretchy or less-fitted clothes was no issue between them, but when it came to tailored evening wear – or shoes – the problems began. Yet, this blazer fit Kerry like a glove…

“Now it is,” V grinned and, holding on to Kerry’s lapels, gave him a quick sweet kiss on the lips, “Looking handsome as fuck.”

“You… gonk,” was all Kerry managed to say, too surprised, taken aback, fingers trailing over V’s hands first, then feeling the soft, velvety fabric of the blazer.

“This fits me better than my goddamn wedding suit,” he muttered.

“Yeah, cause your stylist has no clue what she’s doing,” V said with a self-confident shrug, and Kerry chuckled.

“Thank you,” he then just said and kissed V back before slowly stepping in front of the mirror to take a look at himself. And damn yeah… he looked criminally hot, the colors of the jacket accentuating his cyberware and eyes, contrasting with his bare chest.

“Think I’m just gonna leave my shirt open,” he said, turning to see himself from different angles.

V laughed as he passed by behind him, and Kerry noticed him checking him out shamelessly. As he should, Kerry had never felt as good in a suit before.

“You can pull it off,” V said.

“You could, too!” Kerry said, gesturing loosely at V’s shirt buttoned all the way to the top.

“Prefer it like this.”

He picked a dark red tie out of the closet then joined Kerry in front of the mirror to put it on. Kerry watched as swift fingers flung the fabric around and skillfully turned it into a pretty knot.

“My father never taught me that kinda stuff,” he mused a little absentmindedly.

V paused for a moment.

“Neither did mine,” he said seriously, “Some guy in an old video tutorial did. Also taught me how to shave.”

Kerry realized his mistake.

“Ah, fuck… sorry, sometimes I…” he started, but V laughed.

“It’s fine,” he said, tie done neat and tidy, and gave Kerry a quick peck on the cheek before turning to leave, “Kinda flattering, in a way. That you forget it sometimes.”

“Love ya. Just the way you are, V,” Kerry said quietly and turned away from the mirror to follow V downstairs. Their Delamain had just passed by the bedroom windows and landed outside.

V petted the cat goodbye, then they both left the penthouse through the northern patio door.

“I didn’t always,” V mused quietly and Kerry almost paused in his tracks, “Love myself the way I am, I mean. Y’know what I bought from my first paycheck that didn’t go straight to Vik?”

“The newest braindance wreath?” Kerry teased.

“Okay… from my second paycheck,” V corrected himself and Kerry laughed.

“Hmm… not sure.”

“A fitted shirt, that actually didn’t really fit me all that well,” V said, “And a worn-out second-hand blazer, and an awful tie. I’d never owned any of those, my mother would’ve tossed it all out the moment she saw it. And even though I looked like shit, the euphoria when I saw myself in the mirror in that fit was unreal.”

So much suddenly clicked into place with V and his clothing choices for Kerry that he’d never considered before. V sighed as they reached the AV, the door sliding open as they approached.

“Kinda dumb, I know,” he said, “Putting so much weight onto a piece of fabric and outdated gender norms.”

“It’s not dumb at all,” Kerry shook his head and took V’s hand as they sat down inside while Delamain gave his little welcome speech.

“I’m a firm believer in ‘do whatever the fuck makes you happy’. Even if it’s something ‘kinda dumb’ like dressing however you wanna. If it makes ya feel good, go for it.”

V chuckled.

“Thank you,” he said quietly and rested his head on Kerry’s shoulder, “Love ya.”

“Love ya, too,” Kerry said, fingers entangled with his handsome date’s, his mainline, his big, unexpected late-life love story that he couldn’t even have dreamed of... The man that kept surprising him each day by showing him new ways to love himself unconditionally.

#cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 #cyberpunk fanfic #cp2077 fanfic #cyberpunk 2077 fanfiction #cyberpunk 2077 fanfic #kerry eurodyne #kerry eurodyne x v #male v cyberpunk #cyberpunk v #vincent ezaki #otp: to bad decisions #my writing #in which I am randomly hit by feels as I read through this for the first time in a while and yeah ;___;

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theviridianbunny · 4 months

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BLACK SAPPHIRE GALA pls for the wip game 🙏

Hi Boro!!!

Ohhhohoho where do I even start with this- ...

OK so- the black sapphire gala actually has two stories running within it. It's like - a mass lore drop featuring many of my and friends ocs !!!

The main ships in this fic are M0CK1NGJAY x Victoria Crane x Kurt Hansen [an ot3 without a ship name right now] and Jackie Welles x Viridian [aka OTP: to this]

STORY 1

The first story that it follows features Amrin [M0CK1NGJAY] and one of her partners , Victoria Crane [who belongs to @another-corpo-rat ]

Victoria asks Amrin how she got her burn scar , as the two are dressing and getting ready to meet their joint partner , kurt , at the black sapphire -

That simple question brings a lot of pain back to Amrin - she doesn't disclose this info to Victoria - not yet anyway. Amrin's other partner [kurt hansen] knows of how it happened... Victoria drops the subject, and the two make their way to the ballroom / casino. They share a kiss in the lobby - before Victoria wanders off to the bar , Amrin making a b-line to the balcony. The night is still young, and the party hasn't started yet.

Amrin looking out to night city, she thinks back to old times - to rasmus , happier days... and then the trauma team incident that made it all not good not fun for the couple. She stays outside- she cries alone. Until she feels a cybernetic hand on the small of her back. Kurt has joined her. The two remain together for a little while - kurt can tell Amrin is not OK, all cried out and burnt out. He says it's ok for her to leave , but Amrin says she's OK to stay.

Kurt offers Amrin his arm as the two go back into the lobby- they go to the bar and Amrin orders a bloody Mary cocktail. She reaches into her clutch purse and grabs her wireless earbuds - slotting one into her ear- she grabs her drink and Kurt kisses her on the cheek , suggesting to her where its quiet. Amrin thanking him - as she ventures off to find a quiet place to recharge.

TRANSITION INTO STORY 2

As Amrin finds herself a quiet spot, she passes a small teal haired woman and larger man with a topknot. Viridian Miller and Jackie Welles - accompanied by the FIA agent Solomon Reed. Infiltrating the gala and waiting for Songbird's signal. This second story runs near parallel to the CDPR canon. Viridian and Jackie join Song on the balcony - they talk - ect ect - until Kurt joins Songbird on the balcony- accompanied by Victoria Crane -

the interaction that follows is one of Viridian almost blowing her and Jackie's cover- But pulling herself back into the game... until one of Victoria’s hands brushes over Viridian's cheek -

For those of you who don't know- Victoria crane and Viridian have a very.... complicated connection [ see netwatch's accounts of Arasaka’s red rabbit

Victoria crane essentially spent all of Viridian’s NC saka Carrer making her life a living hell lololol-

For now this mammoth fic ends on a cliff hanger.

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WIP ASK GAME CAN BE FOUND HERE

#otp: to this #jackie welles #oc: viridian #oc: M0CK1NGJAY #kurt hansen #victoria crane #asks #Bunny makes gifs #ot3: hounds of love

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cassieuncaged · 1 year

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3, 19, and 30 for Sabrina and Ladybug!!! ^_^

answers beneath the cut!

3. Do they wear the other’s clothes? (sweatshirt, bandana, necklace, etc.)

Sab wears Ladybug's t-shirts and track suits while he'll wear one of her rings on his pinky without her knowing.

19. How do they feel about PDA?

Ladybug is all for it while Sabrina is more reserved about it .

30. Your OTP gets to pick out each other's outfits; what is each wearing?

Sabrina: a slinky, lowcut cocktail dress with strappy heels and stockings that shows a lot of skin, hair down with bright red lipstick.

Ladybug: he's wearing a nicely tailored suit with a shirt rolled up his forearms and his hair is pulled back and coifed for once in his life

#otp asks #otp: butterflies and ladybugs #sabrina x ladybug

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alj4890 · 3 years

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I got an ask we know Riley gets kidnapped by Anton but what if Anton was in love with her and he didn’t wanna kill her but makes her his. What if Olivia killed Claudus for shooting drake.

I love the way you think, Nonny! I actually would have eaten this up with a spoon if that had happened in canon. To be honest, I really liked Justin in book 2. If he had been a new love interest, I would have done a play through just to see what happens if Riley chose him 🤦🏻 Of course then we find out he is behind all the bombings and such so...oops, LOL. When I first saw your request, I made an aesthetic with just Justin/Anton and Riley in mind. I completely forgot to add a definite OTP of mine, Drake and Olivia, to it. Smh. The story though will definitely include them along with Riley and Justin. I am so tempted to turn this into a series 🙊

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True Intentions

It had happened when he had not been paying attention. It shouldn't have happened at all. He had one goal. One mission. Nothing had ever come to mean more to him than that. Nothing. No one.

Until Riley.

He knew he shouldn't have spent so much time with her. He shouldn't have helped Maxwell in picking the right dresses for her. He shouldn't have stuck around to see her come out of dressing rooms, an excited smile upon her face, as she twirled around for them to give their opinions.

It had taken all his will power to keep from telling her what he truly thought. Riley's beauty was simply stunning, not because of her outer loveliness, but more that he saw her inner beauty shining through each trial she faced. Her strength amazed him. Her wit brought a smile to his face. Her kindness touched his heart.

It made him begin to long for things he shouldn't. They shouldn't be a part of any dream or plan he had.

And yet...she was beginning to crop up in his thoughts. In his dreams.

In his plans.

He winced as he tried to get comfortable.

His plans hadn't exactly gone as he had hoped. In fact, he should have talked to his men and explained that Riley was not to be a target.

Thank God for Drake. If he hadn't jumped in front of her, she would have been taken from me.

His lips twisted in another painful grimace.

"Are you in pain?"

Justin looked up and tried to smile. "Just a little."

His nurse shook her head. "I told you to buzz before it got too bad." She gently checked his wound.

"I don't want to be a bother." He mumbled.

"You aren't." She patted his hand. "You aren't any trouble at all." Her nose wrinkled. "We had a few nobles cause unnecessary problems when the attack happened."

"Really?"

She rolled her eyes. "Some were knocked down during the chaos and demanded they be admitted."

He chuckled softly. "Sounds like something they would do."

"It's a shame that good people like you were seriously hurt while those spoiled nobles try and take all the attention." She readjusted his covers after administering some more pain medication in his IV. "I don't know why King Liam is so hellbent on bringing them back to court."

"What do you mean?" Justin tried to fight the effects of the pain medicine. "What's he doing?"

"He and Lady Riley are going on some type of tour to some of the major houses to personally invite them to their wedding."

His brow furrowed.

A unity tour. That would work on these small minded individuals. It was a smart move. The public were already Team Riam. Once the royal couple convinced the most powerful houses to come to their wedding, all the other minor lords and ladies would follow suit.

"Well played, Liam." Justin's eyes drooped closed. "Well played."

**************

He couldn't believe that they not only convinced Madeleine's entire family, but also somehow got all of Portavira on their side.

"What's the plan?" Claudius asked.

"We need something big to remind everyone that we aren't a one trick pony." Justin told him.

He looked out the window. Leaves were beginning to change with the first hints of autumn in the air.

A hint of a smile appeared as a plan began to form.

"It would be a shame if Cordonia's apple orchard had a bad year, wouldn't it?" He eyed his second in command.

Claudius chuckled. "It really would."

******************

Justin watched as every channel showed the devastation of the orchard near Applewood. He couldn't help but smile over Riley making the people love her even more for her righteous anger. Her promises to bring those responsible to justice along with making the orchard bigger than before made him nearly burst with pride.

She had grown into her role more so than he had ever imagined. Gone was the timid young waitress from New York who uttered no comment when reporters surrounded her. She was a confident woman now who could think on her feet.

Justin thought she was more attractive than the first time he had seen her floundering in front of the cameras, in desperate need of a hero. It hadn't been a bother to rush to her side then and put his arm around her. Her wide eyes had lifted to his and he had nearly melted from her beauty.

He still couldn't believe that she forgave Liam for choosing another over her. Granted Madeleine impressed him with how she could manipulate reporters into spinning a story to her advantage, but Riley was so many things that the cold countess was not. She deserved better than what she got.

And he planned on giving it to her.

*****************

A week after the orchard burning, he turned to see the one rarely far from his thoughts.

"Justin!" Riley rushed over to engulf him in a hug.

"How's my favorite media darling?" He asked.

She leaned back and gave him that smile that was brighter than flash bulbs. "Much better now that I know you're recovering." She playfully glanced about before whispering, "Save me from Madeleine!"

He laughed as he hugged her once more. "I don't know. I've seen her work and can't find fault with it."

Riley pouted. She linked her arm with his as they walked down the hospital hallway. "I prefer your guidance to hers." Her nose wrinkled. "It's weird being told how to act by Liam's former fiancée. I know there wasn't anything between them, but still."

Justin patted her hand. "Tell you what. If Madeleine is unable to do her job or you decide to fire her, then I will gladly step back into my old position." He dug around in his pocket for the earpiece she had used during Liam's engagement tour.

Her smile reappeared. "Old faithful."

"I'm always Just-in-time." He teased.

*****************

It had been too close. He hadn't expected Riley to go anywhere near Constantine. And there she was, by Liam's side, graciously accepting some necklace from the old man who had destroyed her initial happily ever after.

His heart had nearly stopped as he watched rubble fall around them. Riley had frozen in fear over Liam's safety. It was a nightmare come to life as pieces of the wall and ceiling began to collapse.

At least one good thing had come from this: one king was dead.

It sadly wasn't the king he needed to die.

Justin began to plan how he would comfort Riley once Liam was gone. He wouldn't have to tell her it was he, himself, who orchestrated his death. But he would make certain to enjoy the benefits of it.

His eyes narrowed over another slight problem he had.

He was going to have to kill his own wife too.

******************

Lythikos...

It had been almost too easy. Madeleine was already in need of a distraction after hearing Liam gush over how excited he was to marry Riley in a few weeks. Once she requested a fruity cocktail, he knew then that the poison could go undetected taste wise.

The bartender left to go replenish the champagne. Madeleine's irritation over having to wait on a refill was drawing attention.

"Here." He grinned at her. "Allow me to make you another."

Her eyes widened. "Aren't you that press secretary that helped Riley?"

"I am." He began to mix a strong cocktail for her while adding the poison, all right under her nose. "And I must say you are the best I've ever seen."

Madeleine's irritation disappeared over the compliment. "I am, aren't I?"

"Riley's lucky to have someone so knowledgeable in ways of both the court and public like you." He added.

"Yes, she is." Madeleine muttered. "I'll do anything for my country, even if it is a thankless job."

"You should be recognized for your sacrifice." Justin handed her the deadly drink.

"Yes, I should." She took a gulp.

"How is it?" He asked.

"It's the only good thing here." A tipsy grin appeared on her face when she saw Riley. She grasped Justin's hand and pulled him in her wake. "Let's go say, hi."

"Boooooo!" Madeleine giggled when Riley turned around. "It's the ghosts of press secretary past and present."

"The what now?" Riley lips trembled with suppressed laughter as she looked up at Justin for clarification.

"I'm the ghost of press secretary past." He winked at her.

"OoooOooo!" Madeleine swayed where she stood.

"Whoa, there." Riley tried to steady her. "You okay?"

"She's had a little too much." Justin mimed drinking.

"It's a party!" Madeleine slurred. "It's in the worst place ever but it's a party and I'm going to...going to..."

"Enjoy it?" Riley offered.

"Extractly!" Madeleine's brow wrinkled over that not being the right word. "Expactly?"

"Exactly." Justin corrected.

"That."

The crowd quieted around them when Olivia took the stage to offer a final toast of the evening to Liam and Riley's wedding.

"Woo!" Madeleine cheered.

Riley and Justin tried to shush her.

Her giddy smile fell as her rosy cheeks drained of color. "Somefing's not..."

"Madeleine?" Riley lost her grip on her when she swayed violently to the right. "What's--"

Madeleine hit a table, causing the plates to clatter and the vase of blood red roses to fall over.

"I hate this place." She collapsed on the floor.

"Madeleine!" Riley dropped to her knees and tried to bring her to. "Liam! Mara! Come quick!"

Justin stepped back as the two came to see what was wrong. He watched as Olivia made her way through the crowd to find out what the all the fuss was about.

"What's wrong with her?" Riley asked.

"She's been poisoned." Mara whispered.

*******************

Justin loved seeing the delighted surprise once more on Riley's face when he said he would take over Madeleine's duties for the rest of the tour. It would have been a perfect moment if Liam had not been standing there. He was ashamed to think of his nearly giving himself away when he panicked at the sight of Olivia walking in behind him.

He wished Lucretia would quit trying to push Olivia into going into the family vault. She had a sick sense of humor in wanting her niece to discover she was already married. For some reason, she did not approve of the way her niece depended on her friends for support.

Justin knew the power friends could have. Had he not been trained by his own parents' friends, he wouldn't be the worthy man next in line to the throne. His comradery with his own men inspired their loyalty and willingness to die to make him king.

He needed to distance himself from Lucretia the moment they got out of Lythikos.

****************

She was supposed to come alone! Why did she bring Riley? I can't kill her. I need her. I deserve to have a choice in the one I want ruling by my side. The people already adore her, much more so than they admire Olivia. I was supposed to become free of this marriage. Once she and Liam are dead, I'll be able to be king and have--

"Justin?" Riley's eyes were clouded with confusion as she looked first at a picture of him dressed in a royal uniform. "What is this?"

"I'm sorry, Riley." His voice cracked on her name.

Justin reached in his pocket and pulled out a revolver.

Lucretia cackled with glee as she told her niece the truth about her marriage.

Justin stood there silently as the woman he loved shook her head in denial.

She's so incredibly sweet to doubt a friend could be the bad guy. I hate that I can't pull her away from all this and simply explain why I should be the ruler of Cordonia. I deserve it. I worked for it. My entire life was made for me to take the crown. She would be able to understand that. Look how far she's come in her own life. Who could imagine a waitress from some dive bar in America would come to be the next queen of a small European nation?

"Do it already!" Lucretia hissed. "Shoot her!"

He couldn't do it. Even as he held the gun steady, pointed directly at the woman he loved's heart, he couldn't shoot Riley.

"Get away from her!" Liam ordered.

Justin spun around to see the king and guards filling up the narrow passageway.

"I thought you said this was secure." Justin snapped at Lucretia.

"It was." She held her hands up in surrender.

Justin watched as she stepped forward, pretending to stumble.

His eyes widened as once again his love was trapped within a collapsing room.

He managed to see her safely end up in Liam's arms before escaping through a hidden passage.

He left Lucretia to the guards. She had served her purpose and was sadly of no use to him any longer. Now he could plan what he truly wanted to happen.

*******************

Liam and Riley's wedding day...

"I don't care who you kill. Olivia and Riley are to be taken alive." Justin told the small team of men he was sending in. "If you have to wound them to get them here, make certain Riley's is non life threatening.

He ignored the questioning look Claudius sent his way.

"Bring them both to our stronghold." His eyes narrowed. "Do not fail me."

****************

Later that night...

"Good work." Justin straightened his jacket. He wanted to look his best when he saw Riley again.

Claudius smirked at him. "Just think of all the men we would still have if you had let me go alone."

Justin chuckled. "True, but at least we are free of our weakest links." He smoothed his hair back. "Now take me to our guests."

***************

"I know the real Justin is somewhere in there." Riley leaned as far forward as her bindings allowed. "You helped me gain the love of the people. You know that if you kill me, the people will not readily accept you as king."

He couldn't help but smile. "I know and that is why I don't intend to hurt you."

"Then why kidnap us?" Olivia demanded.

He turned toward her. "If I'm to be king, then I have to take the necessary steps to claim the throne." He motioned for Claudius to come in.

"You're the one who shot Drake!" Olivia shouted, struggling against the ropes biting into her tender skin. "You'll regret that."

"And you tried to kill me!" Riley added, narrowing her eyes.

"That was a mistake." Justin quickly said. "You were never to be harmed."

"Then why all the attempts?" She asked. "Why do you persist in--"

"You weren't supposed to be here, Riley." He knelt down in front of her. "You should have stayed in New York until the time was right"

Her eyebrows drew together. "What are you talking about.

Justin asked Claudius to remain with Olivia while he took Riley somewhere private.

"If you think for one second that I will remain with this man while you take her away go do only God knows what," Olivia's chair creaked at her straining to break free, "then you don't know what a Nevarkis is truly made of!"

Justine rolled his eyes over her rant as he untied Riley from her chair. He kept her ankles and wrists bound together. He swept her into his arms and carried her out.

Olivia's shouts were silenced by the sound of a hard slap.

Riley struggled in Justin's arms. "What did he do to her? OLIVIA?!" Tears streamed down her cheeks. "Justin, please don't--"

"Nothing's happened to her." He took her into a surprisingly clean, yet drab, sitting room.

Riley was dropped on a chaise lounge. She eyed the door then Justin.

"I'm not going to hurt you." He repeated. He gently cupped her cheek, fingers brushing along her jaw line. "I love you too much to ever harm you."

Riley stilled. She looked up at him. "You what?"

He knelt before her. "I'm in love with you. It didn't hit me until you told me you had accepted Liam's proposal on the train. I didn't plan it, but I refuse to hide my feelings any longer." He smiled at her. "You've proven yourself as the rightful Queen of Cordonia. Once Liam and Olivia are dead, you and I can rule this country as we see fit. We'll--"

Riley shook her head. "Justin," she believed he was deranged and knew she had to handle this carefully, "I'm flattered. Really I am. I mean, we both know I would never have gotten this far without you."

His smile grew at her realizing she owed him for her meteoric rise within the court.

"But if you kill Liam and Olivia, the people will not feel any love or loyalty for you." She tilted her head as she studied him. "Surely you see the problem with this plan."

"People respect power." He explained. "They respect someone who fights for what is rightfully his. Since my birth, I have been meant for something greater. My parents, Olivia's family, even my soldiers realized that I alone am worthy to rule over this country." He focused once more upon her. "And I've seen that you are the one to do so by my side."

Riley shook her head. "Justin, I am honored," her voice cracked on that lie, "to have your love but I can't accept it." Her eyes filled with tears. "I'm in love with Liam."

"Riley, he didn't choose you." Justin argued. "He left you on your own to fight against nobles, the press, even his own father. You deserve so much more than being an afterthought."

Tears slipped down her cheeks once more. "That wasn't what he did. He was trying to protect me. And I--"

He leaned down and kissed her.

She froze at the touch, refusing to participate.

"Once Liam's gone, you will see the truth." Justin promised.

"I won't." Her eyes narrowed. "As long as I live, I'll hate you with everything within me for taking him from me."

"You don't have it in you." He shook his head in amusement. "You've forgiven everyone. Olivia, Penelope, Madeleine, even Constantine. You never hold a grudge."

"You'll be my first." Riley vowed. "Liam is the love of my life. If you ruin my chance to finally be with him, I will never forgive you. As long as there is breath in my body, I will find a way to destroy you."

"You are amazing." He murmured, knowing she was speaking from her heart. He couldn't wait for that devotion to be for himself.

"Anton?"

The two turned to see Claudius in the doorway. "Liam should be here any moment."

Justin nodded and told him he would meet him and the rest of the men downstairs.

He lifted Riley in his arms and placed her back in the cell with Olivia.

His wife had the bruised imprint of Claudius's hand on her alabaster cheek. Blood had dried on her bottom lip. No tears had fallen from the force of the hit. Her left eye was bloodshot as she glared up at him.

"Liv?" Riley choked out. "Are you--"

"I'm fine." Her harsh answer echoed in the chamber. "It will take more than some two bit thug to hurt me." Her eyes did a quick scan to make certain Riley wasn't hurt.

"If you will excuse me, I have to go prepare for Liam's last night on earth." He retied Riley to her chair.

She threw her head back with all her might to connect with his face.

His glasses broke from the force of her strike. Blood poured out his nose as he stumbled away from her.

"Don't ever," his voice dropped to a hiss, "do that again, my love." He gripped her chin and jerked her face up toward his. "You will learn how to behave soon enough."

He slammed the cell door and left them alone.

"Did he hurt you?" Olivia whispered.

"No." Riley bit her bottom lip. "Not yet."

*****************

"Where is my wife?" Liam demanded.

Justin couldn't help but be impressed. The young king was standing before him, completely outnumbered, yet didn't show the slightest flicker of fear.

He asked the one question that he himself would have asked if Riley was taken from him.

"She is well." Justin replied. "Which is something I can't promise about your own well being."

"I want to see her." Liam bit out. "Now!"

Justin's chuckle was interrupted by a hastily whispered message from Claudius. His head jerked around to search the dim hallway as if doing so would reveal the missing prisoners.

How had they escaped?

"You don't get to make demands here." He snapped at Liam.

"Let Riley and Olivia go." Liam ordered. "And I will take their place." His eyes narrowed. "I know it is a temporary one."

Justin couldn't help but smile. The man was indeed brave to trade his life for Riley and Olivia's.

"No!" Riley screamed out from the stairs.

Chaos broke out as she led the charge to attack the Sons of the Earth. Justin watched as she ran over to protect Liam's back.

The couple were doing their utmost to protect the other from harm.

Their friends were taking his well trained soldiers out one by one. It was embarrassing to see how pitiful his men fought.

Olivia moved into his line of sight. Fury blazed across her delicate features.

"I'm impressed." He told her, unsheathing his sword. "I should have searched you myself."

"Trust me." Olivia circled him. "It will be the last mistake you'll ever make!"

She lunged at him. He easily parried her attack. "I think you've forgotten that it was your parents who gave me the same training you had."

"I think you talk too much!" She twirled about, bringing her daggers up to stop his sword from meeting her shoulder. He grunted from her heel piercing his leg as she pushed off to break his hold.

They continued to try and deliver punishing blows to the other. She was desperate to kill the man who was after her friends and country. He was anxious to be free of their marriage.

He noticed from the corner of his eye Claudius and Drake fighting. His second in command stunned the commoner with an uppercut to his jaw, causing Drake to stumble back into a wall.

Olivia heard the scuffle and followed Justin's line of sight. Her face paled at Claudius moving towards Drake to end him once and for all.

With a flick of her wrists she not only slashed Justin but threw her other dagger at Claudius. It struck true along the side of his neck, cutting into his jugular. He let out a garbled scream as he fell to the floor.

Justin hissed at the deep gash she had made along his ribcage.

Seeing that it was a lost battle, he hopped the banister and began to rush upstairs. He would have to go into hiding once more before orchestrating another attack.

"This ends now!" Riley yelled out at him.

He spun around to see both her and Liam rushing toward him. He raised his sword, determined to put an end to the man who stood between him and the throne. He hesitated when Riley jumped in front of her husband.

"You're not taking him from me!" She raised her battle ax. "Every time you try, I will stop you."

Does Liam know how lucky he is? She waited on him to choose her. Twice! And now she stands here, ready to defend him to the death. How could any man not fall in love with Riley?

His refusal to fight her was his downfall. He was pushed over the banister by the royal couple. While his breath was knocked out, Maxwell and Hana bound his hands together behind his back.

He looked about at his fallen and captured comrades. His attention was drawn toward Olivia and Drake. The pair were covered in blood and bruises, yet they were leaning against each other. Drake had his arm around her while softly speaking. Whatever was said caused Olivia to press even closer to his side. Her arms slipped around his waist. Her eyes were closed tight as she allowed him to hold her.

Justin had suspected something more between the pair. It looked like his coup for the throne had accomplished something for them.

Bastien and the rest of the King's Guards rushed in. After talking to the king and new queen, he collected Justin and hauled him outside.

On the way, Justin met Riley's eyes.

There were so many things he wanted to explain to her. He believed she would have been on board with his plans for the kingdom. Once he had killed Liam and Olivia, he would be the benevolent king the country needed. Gone would be the purpose for pompous nobles. He would have established a council of Cordonia's citizens from all walks of life to advise him. People would be rewarded and honored for their service instead of simply being born to the right parents.

And she would have been his queen, guiding and protecting all she deemed worthy.

"Riley, I..."

"You will never ever hurt those I love again." She hissed.

"Take him away." Liam ordered, keeping his arms locked around his wife. "He will be dealt with in the morning."

Justin knew then that it was pointless to try and explain. She would never give him a chance after all that had occurred.

For the first time in his life, he realized that his intentions didn't matter to the one he loved most.

#the royal romance #trr #choices #trr liam #liam x riley #drake x olivia #justin x riley #choices the royal romance

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lathalea · 3 years

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*cracks knuckles*

1, 5 and 14

Ah, welcome, Herald of Doom, Monarch of Saltiness, Sultan of "I'm Too Old To Be Bothered By This Shit", to my humble ask box! 💙 I bet you already know some of the answers, but since we're doing it in public, I'd like to take a moment to inform my faithful readers that now would be a good time to prepare pitchforks, torches, and Molotov cocktails. Ready?

Ahhh, perfect 🖤🤍 Let me see... Where was I... 1. What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get? In The Hobbit fandom, I have problems seeing when people glorify a toxic relationship based on the movies - I'm talking about Bagginshield. (Here you can already start composing angry anons about me being an (1) evil bitch, (2) homophobe, (3) racist, (4) whatever else comes to your beautiful minds, been there, done that, got the t-shirt, sweetlings 🥰) Having been in a toxic relationship myself in the past, I couldn't help but notice all that triggering behaviour in terms of a relationship: the taunting, the rudeness, the way movie!Thorin kept on belittling Bilbo or ignoring him (I still wish they would have made Thorin more in line with the book btw, but licentia poetica, character development, ah well) - anyway, that's not a good basis for any relationship, people. If someone you like treats you this way and keeps on hurting you constantly - walk away. And don't even get me started on the events portrayed in BOTFA. When a person isolates you from others, saying that they are all evil, suddenly pampers you and then wants to kill you (no, don't give me the "dragon sickness" excuse, we're talking about traits toxic behaviour in general) - this is not a sign of love. These are huge red flags too - run. The other side of the coin is, when you're in a relationship with someone and they start trusting you, stealing the most important thing for them, something of immense value to them, and then disrespecting their culture, betraying them by giving it to their worst enemy, betraying their trust is not a behaviour of a person in love. It is equally toxic. Now, I know Bagginshield is a comfort relationship for some people, and I respect that. If it works for you and makes you happy - keep on doing it! Cherish it and have tons of fun with it! But please respect opinions of other people and don't try to force content on others that is extremely triggering to them, okay? Thank you 🖤 One man's meat is another man's poison, as they say.

5. Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you? People tried to ruin my sweet, beloved Boffins for me, and they almost succeeded at one point... But! I recalled I'm too old for this 💩 and decided not to be bothered by the opinions of others. In other words:

14. Unpopular opinion about your fandom? The Hobbit fandom is general a lovely place with tons of wonderful, inspiring people I've met and became friends with (I love you, my lovelies 🥰), but, unfortunately, it suffers from a certain problem 😢 It pains me to say it, but... this is a salty response to a salty ask, so brace yourselves.

Sadly, this particular fandom has has the highest concentration of toxic/entitled people than any other fandom I've been a part of. And that includes the "my headcanon/OTP is the law because I say so [alternatively: this canon character belongs to me and only to me]". NEWSFLASH! No, sweetie, that's not how fandom works. We are a community, and we are here to support each other. We are supposed to enjoy our favorite books/movies, not fight over them 💙 @theresonlyzuul et voila! ;)

>>> Salty asks <<<

#ask box #ask #salty asks #lathalea #WITNESS ME

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vickylamore · 3 years

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[STTT] Byun Baekhyun 💧

“I don’t disclose anything, I don’t even share information with anyone-- well, expect my bank, I can’t afford to lose the most precious thing I love.”

“Family, M. Byun?”

Baekhyun smirked condescendingly at the reporter, “family? Oh, you mean my money.” His mouth tugged up while he looked at the blood red liquid in his glass before looking at the man in the other chair. “Without money, you mean nothing to the world; just another particle of dust waiting to be whisked away and rot in a hole that was dug by a worker who's thinking about their paycheck on Friday. With money, you matter in the eyes of society. Manipulate and play your cards right, your future is set in stone.”

“I see,” the reporter coughed uncomfortable as Baekhyun sat comfortably in his chair; legs crossed, wine in hand and chin resting in the other. “If you don’t mind me asking, what’s your biggest goal in life?”

“To ride unicorns and find my lovely prince charming in the big fluffy white clouds!” The CEO chuckled darkly, as if the question was triggering, “there’s no goal in life, we all die anyways.” Taking a drink of his cocktail, he shrugged.

“But if you really want to know; it’s really just to take over the stock market.”

Byun Baekhyun; CEO, millionnaire and a total fucking bitch. That’s the tweet. Never one to share emotions, secrets and gossip with others, finds it too ‘personal’ for his narcissistic and egotistical mindset. Born and raised from a rich family and first son of the Byuns, he only knows one thing and one thing only. Practically drilled into his brain since the age of three when he played poker with his father.

Never share your secrets with those you trust.

Taglist - @stayarmytinyzenmoa-l @pocky-otp

#sttt #spilling the toxic tea #baekhyun x reader #exo social media au #exo x reader #exo #exo fanfiction #exo fanfic #baekhyun social media au #exo fic #vickylamore #vickywritings

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starrynights-brokenhalos · 3 years

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someone else will probably ask you dean, so let's do bela and also kevin

ooooh i like your choices!

ok, first we have bela:

favorite thing about them: i love the scene in bad day at black rock when she steals the rabbit’s foot in the diner and we see her pull off her wig and walk away. a badass! she was so smooth and resourceful and i loved how’d she built this whole life for herself (even if it was through means the boys/the show take issue with)

least favorite thing about them: (this is the writers’ fault) my least favorite thing is she didn’t learn or grow until literally her last scene and that was only to make her look small and pathetic. i wish she had realized that she could ask dean and sam for help.

favorite line: i don’t have a specific favorite line, but i liked when she called sam and dean out on how much they judge her and she points out the questionable choices they make too

brOTP: i don’t have a brotp for her! she’s so independent. but a crazy one that could’ve been interesting is bela and jo!

OTP: this is a tough one! but i think bela and ruby would be an unstoppable otp

nOTP: bela and dean

random headcanon: in a secret good version of spn, she works her way through the ranks of hell and takes over for crowley

unpopular opinion: idk if i have an unpopular opinion about bela! i guess i’ll find out once i post this lol

song i associate with them: im going through a revival of my love for the black keys thanks to their remastered album release, so im going to say chop and change

favorite picture of them: her whole look from the cocktail party they go to in red sky at morning is 12/10, so my fave pictures of her would have to be from that episode

and now, sweet kevin:

favorite thing about them: his creative problem-solving! like the super soaker water gun with holy water in it. that was genius. if he’d lived longer, he would’ve made hula hoops filled with rock salt for everyone

least favorite thing about them: oh goodness, i don’t think have an answer for this one. maybe his defeated attitude, like he thinks this is all he has left in life so he runs himself ragged for TFW and that was heartbreaking to watch

favorite line: “I’m Kevin Tran. I’m in Advanced Placement.” just thinking about how that is how he was introduced to sam and dean after leading sam in the most ridiculous chase on foot ever. still makes me chuckle

brOTP: he and claire should’ve had the chance to be buddies

OTP: i don’t have an otp for kevin. they never let him have a life in the show or interact with hardly anyone beside the main guys, and im bitter about it

nOTP: pretty much everyone in the show; they’re all too old for kevin, and just don’t fit well with him

random headcanon: the whole “can’t go to heaven” thing in s15 was bs, and he did actually get to move on

unpopular opinion: maybe the fact that i do not like the au kevin. he was such a poor two-dimensional version of our kevin and i hated to see him that way

song i associate with them: hopeless wanderer by mumford & sons

favorite picture of them: his smile and his hug with dean in trial and error

#long post #kate answers #ask game

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reds-self-ships · 9 months

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Yet another new fictional boyfriend!

Specifically, Mateo Thiago from Cyberpunk 2077.

The self ship tag is OTP: Red Cocktail - you know the drill, block or follow at your leisure.

#otp: red cocktail #new f/o #romantic f/o #self shipping #self shipping community #self ship community #self ship

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drjackandmissjo · 4 years

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Roses are Red, Tattoos are Forever

Chapter 3 --- previous chapter

Feysand masterlist

The Sherlock Conundrum

Florist and tattoo artist Au, Modern Day

“Can you please stop with this madness? Hugh Laurie is clearly the best Sherlock ever!”

They were both sitting on the couch of his living room. Really close to each other. She had her left knee under her body and was fully facing him. He had been throwing glances at her way the whole time she’s been there, and now was admiring her everything as they bantered lovingly.

After a particularly rough client, that had taken her nearly seven hours to finish, she came into his shop claiming: “We’re both closing earlier, I need to rest and so do you.”

At his attempt to tell her off, cause “I don’t need to rest I am in pristine fit every second of every minute”, she simply replied with an elongated ‘Please’ and a pair of puppy dog eyes that would’ve put a Labrador to shame.

Useless to say, they ended up on his couch half an hour later, a marathon of the fourth season of House M.D. on the television and chips and popcorn all around.

Feyre is harder than she looks, tougher. She likes to drink whiskey and burning liquor and beer.

Rhys, on the other hand, is a refined rosé man. He drinks fruity drinks and cocktails and vodka. He tried the same stuff that she drinks, once, when they went out with the rest of the inner circle after Az had received a promotion. It didn’t end well.

Feyre and Cassian will forever tease him about it.

Since their taste in alcohol was on such a wide spectrum, they decided to settle for some sparkly Coca-Cola for that fine night.

About halfway through episode six, the debate had begun. The show was soon forgotten and left as a white noise machine that lulled them into their silliness.

“Feyre Darling. You are being delusional. Dr House’s got nothing on RDJ’s Sherlock. Just cause the character was inspired by Conan Doyle’s work it doesn’t mean it can be considered a Sherlock.”

She laughed. A delicious sound that was filling his days more and more each morning. “Do you know that Conan Doyle based Shelly on a doctor, right? Also, yeah Jude Law’s better than Wilson, that is true.”

“Can we just agree that Cumberbatch and Freeman are equally amazing.”

“Yeah, duh! But, controversial opinion: I don’t actually ship Jonhlock romantically.”

“More like platonic soul-mates? Makes complete sense. They are not interested in each other at all. You are right, Fey-ruh Acheron.”

‘HOW DARE SHE...’, he thought severely displeased.

“Oh please don’t be pissed at me. I like them together and everything, but in my mind, Sherlock is pretty much ace-aro. I mean, Cumberbatch was also Smaug. Which in the books is described as a dragon while the movies decided to portray him like a vixen...” He solemnly nodded.

That is, indeed, a severe problem in mainstream media.

“That is, indeed, a severe problem in today mainstream media. We live in a world where people don’t know the difference between one another! Daenerys Mother of Dragons? More like Dany The Soccer Mom of three cool lizards. That would be more appropriate!”

“Don’t talk to me about Dany, I’m still pissed about Jonerys. I mean, fan-service much? Okay, I can deal with that. But don’t freaking kill Viserion and try to make us all believe that HIS MOTHER WOULD FUCK HER NEPHEW THIRTY MINUTES LATER!”

She laughed again.

‘Gods above and below,’ he thought, ‘how much can a person love another?’

“Agree 100% on Viserion, though Jon after Ygrit should’ve just zipped up his pants and close business. You experience that kind of love once in your screentime. And when you do, Martin kills the counterpart off immediately after the big scene. You know that sadist is gonna kill you off, so just spare him the dirty deeds to write.”

“The dirty deeds are the reasons he is taking so much to finish that freaking book. Also, salty much?"

"You dare calling me salty? It’s been years and you still weep over Robb’s body.”

“Excuse you, it is a very fine body. Have you seen Richard Madden lately? With that kilt at Kit and Rose’s wedding? Fine AF.”

She was now scooting over, moving closer to his face to find a reaction.

“Fine, you’re right. But Darling, you know damn well I am attracted to that man, you can’t just casually throw his name around! That would be like me, saying that Misha has aged like a fine whisky.”

“And where would a lie hide in that sentence?”

“ANYWAY. We were talking of something terrifically important.”

He decided to add a Meaningful Pause to give himself some dramatic effect...

“How can you say you don’t ship Jonhlock romantically?”

‘Honesly I love that woman. She is my other half, I would die for her and with her. My life without her has no meaning.

But if her answer doesn’t please me then so help me God I will suffer through a meaningless life with the strength of my ships.’ His mind said.

“I told you before the 'The Hobbit/Game of Thrones' parenthesis. When I read the books I thought of Sherlock as a madman who cared about Watson profoundly, but mostly cares about himself and his work. Someone who doesn’t dwell into feelings, doesn’t really enjoy sexual times and, truly, a modern-day asexual and aromantic asshole with a kink for unofficial police work. Yes, He and Watson are amazing together, and especially with RDJ and Jude Law I saw the sexual tension, which then I also saw in the BBC’s version. But for me, since I read the books first, Jonhlock will always be the exact relationship shown by House and Wilson. Sorry to disappoint.”

She was so close to him, he could smell her shampoo and count the freckles across her nose. She was staring directly into his soul. Rhys was fully clothed in an old tee and some pants and yet he’d never felt more naked.

“You never disappoint me. As a matter of fact, you never cess to amaze me, Feyre Acheron. You are perfect and beautiful both on the inside as well as on the outside. Here I was, looking for a polite way to kick you out of my apartment after you say you don’t ship one of my OTPs and now, here still I am trying not to be drowned into you and trying not to get lost into your eyes and I love you so fucking much that it physically hurts.”

His inner monologue at the time? ‘Fuck. FUCK. What the fuck did I just say???’

She had managed to fry his whole brain with her smart reasoning and perfect voice and now he had ruined a perfect moment by saying cheesy stuff to a girl that didn’t particularly care for cheese.

That was the end of Rhysand Sphera as we all know and love him.

Cause of death: killed by Feyre Acheron as result of saying something completely idiotic.

Only...

“Do you really mean that?”

She sounded hopeful and scared at the same time. The horrors she had to face in the past came running back to her and were written all over her face. Rhys took her hands in his. They were both trembling.

His mouth had probably never been that dry and yet aching to speak at the same time. He could only nod and pray she reciprocated.

That was the moment of truth.

“Of course I mean it. All of it. Each unsaid sentence and each shared glances. Every time I bring you coffee or a send you a picture of a dog that walks into my shop with its owner even though I’m terrified of them. The dog, not the owner. Even though some owners of dogs are terrifying. I have been in love with you for so long, I forgot how it feels not loving you. I look back at those times when you were not in my life and even back then I knew I was missing something. And when he-who-must-not-be-named showed up and swept you off your feet away from me, I was broken beyond repair. But you came back and made me hope that maybe, maybe all my dreams could become true. But you were hurt and also broken, and you needed time to heal. You still do. I shouldn’t have said anything, but you’re just so fucking amazing that I struggle to not scream ‘I Love You’ every time you breathe. I am utterly in love with you and hopelessly devoted to you. I understand if you still need time to heal or would rather be with someone else. But I said it, and I do not intend on taking it back.”

She was kneeling on the couch, her hands still clutching his, tears streaming down her face.

“Don’t take it back.”

Rhys thought he had heard what he wanted, so he had to ask, “What?”, a dumbstruck disbelieving-his-luck expression plastered on his face.

“I said don’t take it back. I feel the same way. I am utterly in love with you and hopelessly devoted to you too. I thought you hated me after, well, Tamlin. It is pleasant knowing we reciprocate each other’s feelings.”

Feyre laughed again, breaking the spell between them. Only, now the deed was done. Neither of them could hold their emotions in any longer. Feyre leaned in and so did Rhys, and their lips met halfway in a once in a lifetime, epic romance, Full on Princess Bride type of kiss.

After they both ran out of breath, they simply remained connected in every way possible given their awkward position. Foreheads never leaving each other, hands clasped together, lips barely touching. That spell, though, didn’t last for long. Soon they yearned to touch each other’s skin and feel each other’s bodies.

They were never going to have enough of each other.

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selenentius · 4 years

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Tagged by @l-0puko

sorry i noticed so late! (if you want you’re free to write me in vk, haha, but im not really interesting to talk at all :^) but i am always open to scream about ToW. its my best character trait)

Rules: Tag some people you would like to get to know better

Top 3 ships:

- The 25th Baam and Aguero Agnis Khun as well ! (I’m calling them 25AA,,) IM JUST !! Them. the person who tells Baam he is not a God, but a human? Recognises his needs? They just simply complement each other? Their powers match? They support each other? I started reading ToW not expecting how hard would i scream at their hand touch.

- Shinichi Kudo and Kid 1412 ! Yooo, detective and a jewel thief, that’s a match made in heaven. Both are super intelligent, goofy and creative. Watching their mind games is such a pleasure (76 ep. of detective Conan is a MUST watch, really, it’s so good)

- Hmmm, I can’t really remember shipping someone as hard to put on 3rd place, it’s always occasional.. davekat from homestuck?? this fandom still haunts me after all these years, because i love classpecting everything and everyone (Khun is probs a Witch of Light and Baam is a Knight of Hope/Blood, im trying, don’t be hard on me) But two knights w/emotional problems, who are good pals and calm together? simple problems and minds, aesthetic of cosmos, aliens and teenagers; im also shipping a lot of my own characters as well, pfffft

- or wait ! maybe p5 protagonist and pancake-kun, because AGAIN the thief-detective, complementing minds, brightness and intelligence (the way raw power of akira compliments the sharp mind of akechi? wow i need to breathe) I CANT DECIDE! I LOVE THE ALL THE OTP i have and once had. you just need to poke me about something and i would explode with love

Last movie you watched: korean movie called Maggie (2019) but i haven’t really finished it (i got upset) aaand Promare as well! I watched it 4-5 times while working on some uni projects and cried at how well OST and colors go together. I consider watching it a few times more but now I have no time, haha, finals are killing me..

Reading: I’m reading a ton of works about history of art now (my studies), but i would like to re-read No Longer Human (7th time...?) and i want to start The Red Night trilogy by William S. Burroughs (everything I like is somehow about death)

What food are you craving right now: ice-cream! strawberries! something sweet! cocktails! soft buns! my latin professors throat-

Tagging: no one! but if you see this feel free to re-create the template (and tag me as the one who tagged you, hehe)

#personal

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brolinskeep · 4 years

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i got tagged :D

i havent replied to any of these in ages, so ive been collecting them since the beginning of 2020 and now i finally got some time to actually answer them wohooo! thx to all you lovely souls for thinking of me here 🥰

im tagging some mutuals here, id love to know what you guys are up to but no pressure. if you find some get-to-me’s here without me haunting your ass, have at it please ;)

tagging: @tsundereslasher, @xrosheen, @ivaleelovesmerlin, @tracionn, @xancredible27, @lao-pendragon, @katiemcgrath, @maryluis, @ofkingsandlionhearts, @misssnowfoxx

@elveatas

Rules: list 5 OTPs from 5 fandoms, then tag 10 people to pass it on.

1. Merlin/Arthur 2. Derek/Stiles 3. Thor/Loki 4. Viktor/Yuri 5. Lucifer/Chloe Decker

@dumbhotbitchknightgwaine

5 favorite Male Characters

Arthur Pendragon

Merlin

Derek Hale

Jake Peralta

Cloud Strife (this is a new one for me, but he’s a walking, not-so-much talking deadpan disaster its adorable!)

@elirwen

Love Yourself Challenge

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favourite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc. ) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

since starting my new job/studies last august, i was like zero productive manip-wise (i got a couple of things id love to do as soon as i got some time to breathe tho), so it wasnt that hard to pick five xD

Honeymoon Impressions (A Selfie Remix) for Clea2011

the maestro and his muse

Take my hand for @arthur-of-the-pendragons‘s kiss fest

the gentle lads tour

It’s In Our Nature To Complicate by DarkWolfMoon / @roguishredaxion much more her work than mine but i made some stuff her amazing fic

@elirwen, @hunterswarlock and @deanwinchesterisadorable

Rules: spell out your url using song titles. then tag as many people as there are letters in your url

never ever did i regret having such a long url as i do right now xD

B Beautiful Domino by One Direction VS Jessie J (Sound-Of-Faz Mash Up)

R Radioactive by Imagine Dragons

O Omnis Mundi Creatur by Helium Vola

L Long Live by Taylor Swift

I Immigrant Song by Led Zeppelin

N New Devide by Linkin Park

S Schrei nach Liebe by Die Ärzte

K Knights of Caledonia by Muse

E Endless Appetite by Steve Barton (Tanz der Vampire US Promo)

E Engel by Rammstein

P The Parting Glas by Peter Hollens, The Hound + The Fox

@reyy-is-bae

rules!! only using song titles from one artist/band, cleverly answer the questions and tag 10 people

Artist: van Canto

Gender: I am human

Feeling: Holding Out for a Hero

Go Anywhere: Take to the Sky

Best Friend: Wishmaster

Time of Day: Starlight

Life As TV Show: Pathfinder

Relationship Status: She's alive

@dumbhotbitchknightgwaine

Quarantine Tag

Rules: the last photo of a celebrity that you saved to your phone is your current quarantine buddy and then tag ten people

so i had to go wayyyyyy back cos i like never save celeb pics on my phone (thats what my 1tb harddrive is for xD), but at last, i cant complain

@thatgaywizardoverthere

@merlinshutup & @spiritofcamelot

Get to know me tag

Rules: tag 9 people you’d like to know better

Favourite colour: red

Top 3 ships: Merthur Sterek Thorki

Lipstick or chapstick: lip balm

Last song: Show yourself from Frozen 2

Last movie: Birds of Prey

Currently reading: Actions Speak Louder than Words by @isthatbloodonhisshirt this monster is longer than ‘gone with the wind’ and also so much better!!

Last videogame: if we're counting i-got-some-time-to-waste mobile games: Harry Potter Hogwarts Msystery if we're talking full blown pc/consol games: Assassin's Creed Odyssey last game i wish i was playing but experiencing by binging a yt play through: FFVII REMAKE

Cats, dogs, or…? love both but i've had dogs around since i was a child, so im more at ease with dogs :)

#i got tagged

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dongiovannaswife · 5 years

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Bro can we get commentary on that Don Giorno x reader where they torture the sh*t out of that one guy? It was so good and I’d love to see commentary on it!

JSKSLAK BRO I'VE BEEN WANTING TO RANT ABOUT THAT PIECE FOR SO LONG THANK YOU.

So first of all, the tittle comes from a SUM41 song, Count your last blessings. When I was planing the piece I wanted something totally cruel and with the aura of The Godfather. This song might not have a lot in relation at first but;

“Last call for regret and defeat to finish the bottle full of empty dreams” seemed like a good start, a little "what to do with x character" a what to do with Godfrey.

Godfrey Alighieri (named after Godfrey Gao and Dante Alighieri) was created under the influence of Vaas from Far Cry 3 and a bit of the song "uprising" by guess who? Muse. I wanted to see how far I could go with him.

Uroboros, the reader's gang, was planned as an enemy gang but after thinking about it, I realized how much power couple the idea had, taking the initial will to write something like this. The name of this gang, however, took me hours to guess since I wanted something out of the common, I didn't wanted to name it "Merchants of death" or "shield" I wanted something with a deeper meaning. The Uroboros sign and the inspiration for the name came when I saw the symbol on a history book I was reading while trying to come up with some ideas (yes, I read history, biology and chemical books when looking for inspiration).

The Uroboros meaning is actually the idealism of this gang, when she say's how her father showed her something that changed her view of the world, it's not only about honor but the meaning of this symbol too.

The "dressed in a black cocktail dress, high heels on and that mysterious glance dragging his attention instantly" is actually a reference to the lyrics of "The way yo make me feel" by Michael Jackson; "Hey pretty baby with the high heels on. You give me fever like I've never, ever known. You're just a product of loveliness. I like the groove of your walk, your talk, your dress". Yes, I was trying to make Giorno look like a head over heels young man. Idk, it doesn't seem like that???

The stands were planned under the "all Uroboros is a biological gun";

• Megadeth, reader's stand; control over the bones. She can make you dance to Rasputin while painting her nails and still seem unfazed. I was nervous about this character because I wanted to make her an empowered woman without falling on the "she's mean" failure. We know how people thinks about women with power being mean and emotionless —see Iron Man's and Captain Marvel's case.

• Party Poison, Pietro Li Fonti's stand; turns blood into acid. (His husband, the one who was killed by Godfrey, and him are a tribute to Tiziano and Squalo because OTP (?)). It's ability is also a reference to Alien the eight passenger and a MCR song. Pietro looks like Gerard Way during Danger Days: the true lives of the fabulous killjoy's era, you know, red hair, green eyes but he's fancy as hell while Party Poison looks like well, Party Poison (the helmet, guns, jacket).

• Muse, Godfrey's stand has the ability to control a person's hormones but it needs to land a punch on the victim (now that I think about it, it sucks).

Did you noticed the "she's wearing black and he white"? Well, I wanted to toy with the "who's the light? Who's the dark? Who's fair between the two of them?" And the fact that Giorno seems to rule his life trough looking for the truth by actions made out of the good. However, none of them are good people, both of them are mafia bosses, "the end justifies the means".

The last part, were Godfrey's forehead transforms into the Uroboros symbol, is a call out to Sub Zero from Mortal Kombat.

The speech about honor was inspired on The Godfather and the constant rantings from Pagan Min from Far Cry 4.

Paolo Mazzi's stand is called Trivium and it's a suit stand. Looks like an Iron Man armor. The damage intended to inflict on the user it's blocked but if the user it's reached, the pain is transformed into adrenaline. It's self destructive if used too much, recalling "the death of me" song by Asking Alexandria.

While working on this piece I literally read it out loud because I wanted the dialogues to sound natural but fitting the "I'm about the end this man's whole career"; at the end, I think I did. It also was a coping mechanism for my saved feelings, most of them negative.

#anon #broooooo #writers cut (?#i loved this please feel free to keep asking

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the abc of love [drake and camille]

For those who wish to know more about Dramille (yes that’s their couple name which I’ve just made up on the spot, come at me!)

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1. A - ANNIVERSARIES

They always celebrate their relationship anniversary. They do the same thing each year - sit in front of the fire out on the terrace and make smores. It’s simple but it’s cute and it suits them perfectly.

2. B - BELIEFS

Camille likes to think there is something after death. Drake is the opposite- he doesn’t believe in God and he thinks that once you’re dead, you’re dead.

Camille says she doesn’t believe in star signs but she will still sneak a peak in the horoscope section of magazines, you know, just in case.

3. C - COLLECTABLES

Drake has kept the receipt of their first dinner date together. He also has an album on his phone which are just photos he has taken of Camille. He looks at it whenever he misses her or just wants to feel warm and fuzzy.

Camille got into scrapbooking, thanks to Maxwell. She keeps photos, receipts, restaurant napkins, theatre tickets... everything they have done, she will keep a memento of.

4. D - DRINKS & FOOD

Drake does most of the cooking, which is surprising to some people - they only see him when he is mocking the tiny finger food at court. When he cooks, he prepares hearty meals that are meant to be feasted on.

Camille likes white wine. She also loves Espresso Martinis, which are perfect for a night out because it gets you drunk and keeps you awake at the same time. Drake thinks cocktails are unnecessary but if Camille asks him to join in, he will. He will always choose a Manhattan (unless he is at brunch and has a mimosa. More on that later).

They both love going to this seafood restaurant that is right by the harbour in Cordonia’s Old Town. The fish is caught that day and they will both sit outside, looking out at the harbour, eating grilled fish and drinking white wine (Drake will actually drink white wine if he is having fish, and red wine if he is having steak).

Camille’s comfort food is mac n cheese as it reminds her of home.

5. E - EXERCISE

Camille enjoys barre class, Pilates and spinning. Drake prefers just sweating it out in the gym, but if it’s a sunny day, he will hike up the mountains. He feels free when he is high up, away from civilisation.

They both watch NFL. Camille supports the Giants, Drake obviously supports the Texans. They host Superbowl at their house every year, which is always fun as they get really into it, with bets and hotdogs and whiskey. Hana and Maxwell don’t understand the rules, Liam is too busy checking his work emails and Olivia gets bored but they enjoy the entertainment.

6. F - FIRST

Their first dance was at a ball in court and both wanted the other but couldn’t do anything about it. For Drake, that first dance was torture as he held her close, wishing he could kiss her.

Their first kiss was over a bottle of whiskey. Drake remembers Camille tasting of whiskey and watermelon lip balm.

Their first time together was, again, after drinking whiskey. Drake had taken her back to her room to sleep off the whiskey but before she could go, he couldn’t help himself and kissed her. One thing led to another..

7. G - GOLD

They both don’t care for wealth or material possessions. Camille was working class and got her first job aged 14 to help her grandmother with the rent, food shopping, bills. She views money as a way to survive; not to flash the cash and spend on designer items or cars.

Drake’s most prized possession is his grandmother’s engagement ring, which he proposed to Camille with. To him, it is priceless.

8. H - HOME

Camille’s parents died when she was five from a drug overdose. Camille was adopted by her grandmother, Gisele. They lived in a small house in the outskirts of New York. Camille is part French on her grandmother’s side - they are descendants of Madame de Montespan, mistress of Louis XIV. Gisele always talked about it - Camille doesn’t as she thinks nobody would believe her, plus she doesn’t like to brag.

Drake visited the ranch in Texas every summer and it’s a place where he feels happiest.

9. I - ISSUES

Camille isn’t keen on Kiara (Kinky Kiara). They sometimes argue when Drake starts thinking that he doesn’t deserve this life, which Camille always takes great pains to tell him he does.

10. J - JOLLY JOKER

Drake loves humour when comedians say the very thing they shouldn’t. Anything that’s controversial, Drake likes.

Camille is incredibly ticklish and Drake knows it. Drake takes advantage of this all the time.

11. K - KIDS

Camille loves babies and gets broody easily. Since she lost her parents so young, she has always wanted babies and a home to create.

When they had Lily, Drake was over protective from the start. He would watch over her while she slept, scared she would stop breathing.

Camille is very hands on and loves Lily with every fibre of her being. This child will never feel lonely or lost.

12. L - LOOK

Camille will wear Prada, Gucci and Chanel when she is on Duchess duty. When she is off duty, she likes to wear Anthropologie and The Kooples. She takes skincare seriously, and has the wrinkle free skin to prove it, and her favourite perfume is Gabrielle by Chanel - her mother was called Gabrielle, so the perfume holds a special meaning to her.

Drake relies on the old faithful - denim shirt and jeans. But, when he suits up for court events, he really suits up. Armani suits. His favourite perfume is Bleu de Chanel, which smells woody and masculine.

13. M - MEDIA

Drake doesn’t like social media as he doesn’t see the point in it. Who cares what you ate for dinner? Why are people taking photos of their dinners?

They both have Netflix. Drake likes Stranger Things (he fancies Nancy). Camille loves Queer Eye (can you believe?!)

14. N - NETWORK

Their core group consists of Liam, Maxwell, Hana and Olivia. They don’t like Madeleine but will tolerate her if she is around. Camille is the people person of the relationship; she sparkles and knows all the right anecdotes. Bertrand taught her well.

15. O - OBLIGATIONS

Camille focuses more on Duchess duties. She hosts an open house every Thursday from 1-4, a tradition that was abandoned more than 200 years ago but which she has brought back. It means the citizens of Valtoria can visit the estate and speak to her in person regarding any issues they have. Drake deals with things around the estate such as land conservation.

16. P - PAMPERING

Camille goes to the spa with Hana and Olivia once a month. Drake likes the plunge pool.

Drake makes Camille breakfast in bed every Sunday. It is their couple time. They will sip coffee, eat waffles with nutella and bananas and read their papers. Sometimes, if he is feeling fun, he will make them mimosas (Hana introduced him to mimosas and he was ashamed to really like it).

17. Q - QUESTIONS

They are both private about their personal life as they don’t court attention. They share everything - Camille had to teach Drake to trust her with his secrets. It was another wall which she broke down.

18. R - ROUTINE

They both get up at 8am to have breakfast on their balcony. Camille attends meetings and Drake talks to landowners. They both have a meeting together for one hour in which they discuss their duties, progress etc but after that, they talk about normal things. They have dinner together every evening and they don’t talk about work.

19. S - SENSUALITY

They both love sex. They are both passionate and like to focus on the other. Drake is very generous and gives all of himself to her. They aren’t crazy in the bedroom but they have handcuffs and have used hot wax before. The balcony is one of their favourite places to have sex. Camille likes to be dominated over; any time he picks her up against a wall, she loves it.

20. T - TOGETHER

They are such a cosy couple. They are always touching; whether its kissing or holding hands, they find a way to touch. Olivia says they are sickening.

21. U - UPS & DOWNS

For Drake, he only needs Camille and their daughter to be happy.

He likes the simple things. He loves whiskey, the outdoors, the smell of wood burning in a fire. Texas. Endless summers in Texas. He loves the scent of Camille’s hair - coconut- and her watermelon lipbalm when she kisses him.

Camille loves Drake and Lily. She adores their dog, Maxwell, named after their friend of course, and she loves New York.

Camille is the eternal optimist while Drake can be very pessimistic.

22. V - VACATION

They enjoy hiking up the mountains and city breaks. Rome was a particular favourite of theirs as they wandered round the city unnoticed, getting drunk on wine and overeating on pizza and pasta.

23. W - WEDDING

They married at the Walker ranch at sunset. Camille had planned most of it and had kept the location secret from Drake until she was forced to tell him (basically when the invitations were ready to be posted). He got quite emotional and had to have a moment alone. So much joy.

They spent their wedding night by the lake at the ranch. It was really warm outside and they hadn’t wanted to be cooped up indoors. Drake found pillows and blankets and they consummated their marriage by the lake.

24. X - EXs

Drake has slept around but has no ex-girlfriends. He didn’t think any girl deserved to be ‘saddled’ with him so he made sure he was distant and aloof. It didn’t work; the ladies loved it, wanting the chance to ‘help him’. He didn’t like many of the girls at court anyway as they were too spoiled or giggly or annoying.

Camille had a boyfriend when she was 7 years old called Patrick which lasted one day. When she was 16, she had a boyfriend called James who she was with for two years.

25. Y - YELLING

Camille gets emotional. Drake is rational. This swaps around when Drake is drunk; if they fight when they’ve been drinking, he shouts. Camille will treat him like a child, which only annoys him more.

They fight when Drake relies too much on whiskey to cloud his negative thoughts.

Camille is fantastic at the silent treatment.

26. Z - ZOOM

They were made for each other. Drake can now die a happy man having been with her and Camille finally feels safe and loved and wanted. They are best friends wrapped up as lovers.

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