#she has him wrapped around her finger

[demigods-posts]

sometimes. i just have to remind myself that percy took annabeth to paris. like, canonically. he forgot their one-month anniversary. and took his girl to paris to make up for it. the standards are in elysium.

#because listen #hijack a quest and crossed the country to save her #burned himself alive to save her #returned from literal paradise because he didn't want to be away from her #turn down literal fucking godhood to live out his natural life with her #but this?? #this is the moment annabeth knew she scored #annabeth 'my man forgot our one-month anniversary and took me to paris to apologize' chase #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo text post #pjo #percy jackson #annabeth chase #percabeth #percabeth fluff #percabeth being the cutest couple to ever not exist #percy is devoted to this girl #she has him wrapped around her finger #and she knows it

[pettson]

anyone saying hbo made tess look weak because she didn't violently kill anyone or she's pining for joel or whatever, well listen i think you are the one making her look weak

yes joel is the muscle, but there are more ways of being badass than showing physical strength. i mean we see her take a beating like it's nothing (boring even, she is literally waiting for them to get it over with), we see her be a boss in every situation, the one calling the shots, the leader, the big spoon, he listens to her

and then we see her be fragile and vulnerable in her last dying moments, and that makes you think that she's what, a pushover?

excuse me tess servopolous would never let anyone walk over her, and i don't know how they could have made that any clearer

#something about the 'strong female character' and how they're not allowed to be multi-dimensional #with the very limited time she has in this story #i'm actually glad they didn't spend that on her running around killing infected #and the 'not to feel the way i felt' can mean so many things #it’s brilliantly complex #but everything here SCREAMS that she has him wrapped around her little finger #tess servopoulos #the last of us #the last of us hbo

[dirtytransmasc]

I have this HC for spider that I need to get out of my skull.

he was a cuddly baby. like, you could hold him, snuggle, even nap with him all day without a single complaint. he soaked up any and all physical affection he could.

now this isn't to mistake him with a sleepy baby, no no, he was something much more dangerous; he was the type of baby that would trick you into holding him all day, basically hiding his energy,, until you go to put him to bed, and he's up and running loops around you for hours.

basically, he was the perfect cuddle buddy, but he was also a ticking time bomb, because its so hard to tell when he needed to be held and given down time/a nap (cause he was god awful if he was over tired), when he just going with being held, and when he just wanted to be held (against the better judgment of his sleep schedule).

#this just feels correct #like spider just has mushy clingy baby vibes #but also hyperactive adhd baby vibes #this is the middle ground #and I love it #avatar 2 #spider socorro #miles socorro #miles spider socorro #he definitely put norm through it #and in my mama neytiri au #he definitely had neytiri wrapped around his little finger #she just can't put him down #not when he cuddles up to her so contentedly #jake was put through the wringer was norm refused to stop handling the nightmare that was a hyperactive toddler spider #who refused to go to sleep #and was running around the lab screeching. getting into things. climbing things that shouldn't be climbed. etc. #live laugh love spider

[pushing500]

Casual reminder that the local teddybear himbo is also a bloodthirsty cultist and he could be coming for you xoxo

also rest in peace Husk, I guess

Blackdragon realises he doesn't have to be beautiful to live a life surrounded by people he loves

And last but not least Dire Wolf is a child now!! She's super cute for a future psychite-dependent swamp creature, and I love her to bits. The older cultists are currently in the process of building a cozy cottagecore bedroom for the three girls to share <3

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#rimworld #gracie plays #The Children of Ecthuctu #tw blood #tw death #art #my art #traditional art #rimworld art #unpolished art #slightly more polished art than usual #I love watching Laursen prove he's every bit as psychotic as the rest of the cult #His is the best façade I think #kind gay dunce one minute then horrible cannibal cultist the next #ya love to see it #Blackdragon is living his best life with Duchess and Dire Wolf #I bet Dire Wolf has him wrapped around her little finger #He seems like the doting father type #She's his lil' princess <3 <3 #She's also a very cute child #Not cute enough to get out of wearing the veil tho #Sorry Dire Wolf #have a great day everyone!! xoxo

[rollinouttahere-writes]

I feel like when buggy becomes a warlord he’s gonna try and use that to somehow impress lucky or smth. Like he’s doing his best to show off so much, but she’s does not care nor notices his efforts.

Like he broadcasts that he desperately wants to take her out on a date during the whole marineford thing and she takes it as a joke cause “oh he’s a clown, clowns joke, he’s obviously joking” meanwhile he’s pleading lol.

Lmao yeah he would try to use that to impress her

Lucky does know that he's serious, but she just kinda plays dumb in hopes that he will drop it (he won't). Buggy is very obvious and it becomes impossible to ignore after they run into him again in Loguetown.

That being said, out of all the yanderes Lucky will have pursuing her, Buggy is relatively high on the list of ones she finds tolerable. Not because of anything he did mind you, he's just one of the least scary ones and she learns to appreciate that.

#lucky break #poor lucky gets some very intense yanderes later on that she would ideally like to never be in the same room as #so buggy by comparison ain't that bad since she has him wrapped around her finger

[sugadolly]

— this is young joel the first night they brought baby sarah back home. this is him lovingly staring down at the beautiful baby girl sleeping in her crib. he still couldn't wrap his head around that she's his. he'd stay up late that night (and more nights after that) just looking at her, taking care of her, lulling her back to sleep when she wakes and cries. even if his body and mind are screaming at him to go get some sleep he couldn't bring himself to even if he tried because his whole being is just buzzing with happiness he's so so proud to call himself a father 🩵

#he's such a girl dad #sarah already has him wrapped around her little finger even before she was born #waaahhh #joel miller #tlou #the last of us #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters

[fromiftowhen]

Bradley's a real sunset bitch and Jake's a real sunrise ho, and nope, I won't elaborate any further.

#hangster #sereshaw #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #jk sure I will #Jake loves a good sunset too especially with Bradley by his side and a cold beer and the waves hitting the shore #but the early morning is his time - he's up and halfway through a five mile run before Bradley is even conscious most days #because growing up that was almost the only time it wasn't unbearably hot for a run and it was his solace away from his loud family #and now it's just part of his routine (and Bradley being in bed all sleep rumpled and groggy and then following him into the shower doesn't #and Bradley loves a good sunset because his parents loved a good sunset #and growing up his mom would take him out to the ocean just in time for the sunset - no matter how long a day she'd had - #when she needed to feel close to his dad again #it was the last place she asked to go before she was too ill to leave the house (Bradley wrapped his arm around her waist and supported her #and now every sunset reminds him of her and his dad - but mostly the memories are happy now #and Jake helps make sure of that #Bradley has lost count of how many times Jake's sandy fingers have cupped his cheek for a sunset kiss

[laugtherhyena]

Kizuna comphet lesbian is a headcanon that you'll need to chop off my hands if you wanna take it from me

#look i know that this sounds borderline unbelievable when you think of Kizuna at face value but hear me out #has Kizuna ever show genuine attraction towards men? #she flirts and goes around with guys for what they can give her (money. gifts. protection. etc) the story makes that incredibly clear #because she was taught by her mother + the environment she grew up in that it's men who are gonna give her the things she wants #and girls are “competition” of sorts #and I know there's her interactions with Yuki in her FTEs #but Kizuna gets bothered that he's not falling for her advances not because she genuinely likes him #but because she wants to get something out of him. like she does with literally every other guy #when he doesn't fall for it she takes that as an insult because of how normal he is in comparison #to other guy's she's gotten wrapped around her finger. she's mad that he didn't fall for her trap not that he doesn't like her back #the FTEs make that clear #and while there are some other lines from the final FTEs and that extra one you get from giving her a specific item #they read to me more like a mixture of Kizuna trying to leave her old habits and her teasing/messing with Yuki #like i REALLY can't see those as genuine romantic attraction #and that's saying something because as much as i dislike Ayame's final FTEs her talk with Yuki there feels more like a genuine crush/romance #than the ones Kizuna has with him in her final FTEs. you know what I'm saying? #anyways. that's the ramble for today 🥰 #dra #danganronpa another #kizuna tomori #hyena ramblings

[sorceresslodge]

girl help i keep on developing an au so disparate from the source material that it's practically its own story so no one has ANY frame of reference for it.

#cytherea.txt #i have this really detailed mirrorverse au where rook lived and rebecca died #and ub got split up and paige had adam as a bodyguard from a young age #and rook became allied with the rogues bc his sister (who's DEFINITELY the rogue leader right????) wanted him to be a mole #and he was really disillusioned with the agency after they got rebecca killed #and anyway so paige is kinda this supernatural mob princess who has adam fully wrapped around her finger #oh and also paige is the front desk receptionist for the wayhaven pd instead of douglas #(but she's bringing a little doug energy to it she's always on her damn phone but she's always on top of her work) #oh and also sometimes i do add in that normal paige and adam meet their mirrorverse counterparts #and both paiges desperately want to have a foursome but mirror!adam won't go for it #and normal!adam is so sexually repressed he can't even think straight and just says like hhgh #ANYWAY like if you love cringe ignore if you value sanity

[nectaric]

if i "uwu zeus is a teddy bear and has done nothing wrong" hard enough, will he become the new hades--

#like. if i manifest him becoming the new greek myth hyperfixation of authors n fandom alike #will it be true??? #if i “hera is a girlboss who has her husband wrapped around her finger” hard enough #will she be the new persephone??? #i just need to know-

[arcxnumvitae]

#Eilidh's probably going to try to round up folks for ice skating

"Eilidh, love, dear, sweetheart, while I appreciate the enthusiasm." Ruaidhri glanced out at the expanse of water before them. 'Water' being the key word. "But in order to ice skate, you first need ice. A frozen lake. This lake is not frozen."

"We could go swimming if you all do not mind the cold!" Beside him, Leithe (who was not invited but tagged along with her fiancé) grimaced at the suggestion.

"Icicles may actually form on us if we were to try that, dear."

"Nonbelievers, the lot of you. Look, here approaches our solution right now!"

"Eilidh, you called for me? What..." He stopped upon noting the small gathered crowd. "Um, what is this about?"

#{Aur Drabble #{Ruaidhri Drabble #{Iomhar Drabble #{Eilidh Drabble #{Leithe Drabble #Eilidh asks Aur to do basically the E.lsa ice stomp #Aur:...This is what you called me out for? #Ruaidhri: Only for the Court's favorite would the king answer /her/ summons #(Aur does indeed freeze the lake for her) #(and then stays a bit longer upon her pleading) #(she has him wrapped around her finger)

[revelisms]

Excerpt: Masquerade

Silco and Sevika chat Topside money, politics and past selves.

From ‘both sides of the moon,’ a oneshot exploring Silco and Sevika’s relationship through a series of business ventures. Full story on AO3

Silco's hand twitches: a turn of his wrist. He reaches for the inner pocket of his coat, slips out a cigarette case of silver and gold, glinting in the greenery that surrounds them.

"Topsiders exist in a cage of their own choosing," he answers her, minutes past its due—as though she's only just levied her earlier question at him, and not a moment has passed, since. "An outsider no better than a dust of pollen on their heels."

Sevika's learned to keep her thumb on the page. She picks back up where they left off, without a blink.

"You could masquerade it," she reasons. "Money's all a performance."

An air of bemusement slips between them. "Perhaps." He plucks out one hand-rolled cigarette, and another. "A performance they can sniff out, nonetheless," he gravels on. The lull in his words skews curious: a husking purr. "Would you attempt it?"

Sevika narrows her eyes. "Attempt it how?" 

He lifts a brow powdered on. "Masquerade. Appease." The case snaps shut. "Suppose you attended one of their wretched balls; wore their Piltovan silks and named yourself Madame Hakeem."

The unfamiliar taste of her father's name leaves an acrid taint in her mouth: the memory of it long buried within her, as deeply as the rotting bastard, himself.

She curls her lip. Digs metal into the meat of her bicep. "I'd rather walk off a cliff."

He scoffs: his version of a laugh. "I wouldn't doubt it."

He tucks the first cigarette between his teeth, and holds the second out for her. The parchment is crisp beneath her fingers. Fresh-rolled.

She pins it in the corner of her mouth, breathing in dry tobacco hashed with juniper leaf. It's the blend he favors, specially imported from Ionia. Unlit, the scent reminds her of the home: desert wastes bloomed to life in two scant weeks of autumn, brambled brush and dry sweet and the taste of dew on the soil. It burned to something else, in one's throat—a sharp smolder of cedar and pepper, like drinking down a forest fire.

She crooks her fingers within her breast pocket, drags out the chilled cube of her lighter. "What about you?" she grumbles around the roll, thumbing a snap-crack of a flame.

The light strikes an embered glow across the twin points of their tobacco. It paints a strange wash over the sallow of his skin, as though he's existed for a millennia in that choking city below; as though he's still that man in the mines, with only scant years on him—hair scraggled to his shoulders, seaglass eyes blazing; a devil's brooding warmth about those scrawny bones, spiked with dry wit and a rapier-grin that crooked at one side, that another soul, in another lifetime, might have admired.

The man she stands with now buried that one beneath the Pilt, and left him there. 

On rare occasions, he unearths the corpse. Revisits the weight of those old bones, like a spirit repossessing a forgotten shell. 

Most times, he walks straight across that grave, and denies it even exists.

Silco takes a long drag: sighs out a rush of smoke that simmers with spice. "What about me?" he repeats, slowly.

Ash embers in her lungs. She tastes sulfur and carbon in it. 

"You'd put on some Piltie suit and call yourself Monsieur Esdras?"

Too sharp—too goading. A twist of a blade. 

His own father's name leaves the air similarly tainted. There's a touch of something in his eyes, at the sound of it: something wistful, pensive, young. As quickly as she catches sight of it, it shutters closed.

He breathes a sliver of smoke through his teeth, soundless as a dragon. "No sense parading as a dead man." The words bite from the belly of a beast.

She's standing with an apparition, with a man who is no longer here, housed beneath walls four meters thick. It's the image he bares before every head paid by his coin: lethal, for all it hangs guarded.

The shift unnerves her. Irritates her.

She takes in another drag, the tobacco dark and earthen and pleasant, and hisses it out. The hush of the rain turns deafening.

#fic excerpt #arcane fanfic #silco #sevika #listen #this wip has me by the throat #other things that occur in this: #sevika mulling over how his small talk is like knife throwing #sevika begrudgingly being treated to dinner with him and jinx (and glowering at how she has him wrapped around her little fingers) #a confrontation with a thief turning bloody #these two having a big fight about jinx's place in the 'cause' (and between them) #sevika being drawn to the monster under the man (and not wanting to admit it) #these two finding comfort in each other in subtle ways #hghghghg #the LAYERS #cracked open a well can't stop writing about them #silco & sevika #eye and teeth of zaun #both sides of the moon #writing

[spring-lxcked]

@florietiae asked: ❝  ❛ by the gods,❜  raven's words are nothing short of exasperated. he's so irritating, standing there with that stupid cigarette in his mouth. frustratingly smug.  ❛ this is ridiculous, ❜  she says, because she's close to losing it every time william looks at her this way. like he's won something. like the whole world is his. it's maddening. obvious, then, that this was the only explanation for what follows. nothing else to it. nope. not at all. eyes settle on him as her hand lifts, taking the cigarette right out. casual, like it's hers now. as if she did it all the time. and raven could almost feel things start to shift between them.  ❛ do you know what i think ?  ❜ she asks, smirk very much in her voice, whole body leaning dangerously closer. ❛ i think you have a little thing for me, and i also think it's been that way for awhile now. ❜ it's bold, raven will admit, but she wouldn't be saying so if she didn't think that she was, on some level, correct about it.  ❛ bet it really gets under your skin, doesn't it ? wanting what you can't have ...❜ a goading glint floods into her eyes.  ❛ but here's something to consider: what if you could ? ❜ and here, she'll place the cigarette back into his mouth again.  ❛ what if you could have exactly what you want, and we finally kissed to break the tension? ❜ / banging pots and pans!! based on this thing. ❞

He didn't experience this often, people who could see through a modicum of his illusion, who doubted his charm and oh-so-generous intentions. Any moment he could feel superior, he could twist his words and level the playing field. . . well, it was glorious. So, what if he got a kick out of showing his ugliest side to someone? It was freeing to remove the mask for a few moments. It was after hours and he was leaning against the ticket counter, cigarette dangling from his lips. He would hear about this later from Henry—something about smoking in a children's pizzeria, the smell lingering. ( During which argument he would certainly light up another just to be the contrarian. ) Raven's words only sharpened the smirk on his face, cigarette drawn away by two fingers only to release a trail of smoke. "It truly is a shame that I get the final say in my own business, isn't it?" And the cigarette was replaced between his lips. For a moment.

She took the cigarette right from his mouth, so casual that he was left simply blinking at her for a moment. Then she was in his space, and he could hardly catch up. To say she had caught him on the wrong foot would have been underselling it. Eyes flickering over her expression, tongue darting out over his lips—he wasn't exactly thinking about winning their little argument anymore. Instead, far more enjoyable scenarios were sprouting in his mind. It was a miracle he wasn't blushing like some lovesick teenager. The air between them was thrumming with energy, chains of electricity snaking down his spine. ( Alright, perhaps she was right. It wasn't like he was denying it. ) The cigarette was returned right from where she had taken it and, for one moment, William reached up to take a long drag. Steadying himself, before dropping it to the tiled floor and toeing it out. ( God, Henry was going to kill him if Raven didn't first. ) "If I didn't know any better, I would think you were just goading me into admitting to something." He shifted closer all the same, lacking a touch of his usual cockiness. Nearly closing the gap, the brush of his nose against hers intentional, he murmured, "But you did admit that there's tension." It was almost a joke, if not for the faintest graze of his hand at her hip. "I'll admit to whatever you like, if you'll admit that that 'little thing' goes both ways."

#—— ✧ ask » #florietiae #˖ ✧ spoiler alert: things don't go well » ( will & raven | florietiae ) #suggestive #((evil bad man to knees-trembling loser FKSDHDHJ)) #((PLEASE he's so smug until he's not. rae took that cig out of his mouth and his mind churned to a halt)) #((''i'll admit to whatever you like'' yeah she has him wrapped around her finger)) #((he might as well have said ''please boss me around please please please pl)) #—— ✧ queue »

[chryzure]

hmm. fully star/immortal chrysi and her fate jacks, except jacks fell in love with her and became ageless. chrysi doesn’t mind that he’s killable now, but she does care that now he has…. not a conscience precisely, but he loves her loves her and he keeps on trying to make her mortal as well by trying to have her fall in love with him. which is annoying, to say the least.

the thing is—they DID know each other back when they were both human!!! when they were both kids!!! when they were mortal and lived like normal mortals!! and jacks wants that chrysi back. he regrets convincing her to turn him into a fate, esp when he already adored her.

so now he’s left chrysi (she immediately got a new consort, and it’s azure, who supports his unfeeling immortal gf’s actions 🖤) and is now scheming to try and turn chrysi into a mortal so he can have his bestfriend girlfriend back.. by any means necessary.

#memorie.txt #s.chrysijacks #at one point he manipulates tella into helping him kidnap chrysi #and while she’s tied up she starts rlly messing with his head 😭 chrysi remembers the ability to wrap jacks around her little finger #and she’s even better at it now. jacks is trying SO HARD to make her mortal but this is.. well he’s a masochist. he likes this. #i’m thinking chrysi starts trying to convince him to give up by telling him she’ll make him her only consort again #and she starts making out with him and jacks nearly forgets why he wanted to make her mortal again #like oh… this is nice… maybe it WILL be fine if she stays like this (has no morals when a beautiful woman tells him to do something) #in the end azure is who helps jacks change chrysi back. mostly because azure loves his wife and he knows she’s not actually happy #tbh i think chrysi became an immortal after changing jacks into a fate #because she felt so horrible and guilty for ruining him that she wanted to hide from those emotions #wow… chrysijacks horrible obsession romance. 24/7. the only thing that matters..

[dragoncharming]

hè wenzhao was supposed to kill shu yanyan and her fate has been changed more than anyone

“How could this be?” said the leader of Biluo Valley. “Several months ago, we made our calculations, that Dubhe would vanish, subdued by lightning; Alkaid had demonic signs, showing the color of blood, and the possibility of self-destruction would be high; and Polis had signs of peach blossoms and would meet with a tribulation of love. The three stars all had signs of decline—it was a perfect opportunity for the righteous sects to wipe out the demonic. How did fortune suddenly take such a turn?”

power trio

#anna reads stuff #dvawtk #anyway she's so many levels above him HOW did he 'kill' her? #it's interesting bc she was in xuanyuan sect before they took over #and suddenly there's a power she can't wrap around her finger. so she has to work harder. #basically wre and yhj are enrichment in syy's enclosure for all that she's assigned to eat the same meal for six months

[nolongerexistingsadcatface]

America the kinda asshole teen to be like “Ugh I hate those guys [her uncles], they’re so annoying 🙄” when she’s talking to other people, but when they see her with said guys she’s suddenly all “uncle :3 i love you hehe <3 ❤️<3 <3 <333❤️❤️<333❤️❤️❤️<3<3<33333<3<3 ❤️ can you please 🥺🥺 make me your lamb stew 🥺🥺 pleeeeease 🥺🥺 it’s my favvv and omg btw have i mentioned how much i love you 🥺”

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#the worst worst part is that both of these sides are authentic SJDKWJDN #she’s such a suck up #cus she knows she has them wrapped around her finger #scotland + ireland r that trope in movies where the teen daughter calls her dad ‘daddy’ to get what she wants #(fancy snooty french voice) for example 📜: #when she calls him uncle alis: aw hi #when she calls him uncle: DO YOU WANT ME TO KILL SOMEONE FOR YOU? I’M WILLING TO DO IT I DONT CARE ABOUT THE REASON #america who wants $5: 😏