#thank you for passing by le anon!!!

[intothegenshinworld]

Le anon's banner is up with Tofu anon and Duck anon! According to leaks Le anon's role is a DPS :>

Here is the kit:

Le anon Kit

Rarity: ★★★★★

Weapon: Sword

Vision: Electro

Bonk of Strands

Normal Attack

Performs up to 6 rapid strikes

Charged Attack

Consumes a certain amount of Stamina to unleashed 2 rapid sword strikes before dashing backwards.

Plunging Attack

Plunges from mid-air to strike the ground below, damaging enemies along the path and dealing AoE DMG upon impact.

Focus n' Undo ||Elemental Skill

Press

Accumulating the power of lightning, Le anon lazyly swings their blade across the field, dealing Electro DMG.

Hold

DMG Absorption is based on Le anon's Max HP and has 150% effectiveness against all Elemental DMG and Physical DMG. The shield lasts until they finishes unleashing their Elemental Skill.

When the skill is released, when its duration ends, or when the shield breaks, Le anon smash the sword to the ground and unleashing an shockwave, paralyzing nearby enemies dealing Electro DMG.

Deletion ||Elemental Burst

"Le anon takes on the MLG Glasses for its time to begone"

MLG GLASSES:

• Le anon's weapon attacks will drastically switch to Sword and Claymore simultaneously.

• Le anon's Normal, Charged, and Plunging Attacks will be converted to Electro DMG that cannot be overridden.

• Le anon's Elemental Mastery and resistance to interruption will increase, and they gain immunity to Electro-Charged DMG.

This effect will be canceled when Le anon leaves the field and lasts a maximum of 18s.

Keep on Laughin' ||1st Ascension Passive

Using Deletion will regenerate 20% of its Energy.

Collaboration ||4th Ascension Passive

When the party has 1/2/3/4 Elemental Types, Le anon's Max HP is increased by 6%/12%/18%/30%.

Fast n' Furious ||Utility Passive

At night (18:00 – 6:00), increases the Movement SPD of your own party members by 10%.

Does not take effect in Domains, Trounce Domains, or Spiral Abyss. Not stackable with Passive Talents that provide the same effects.

Constellation

<1>

Hi, Welcome to Chili's

When Le anon's Normal Attacks hit opponents, their Electro DMG Bonus will increase by 10% for 4s. This effect can be triggered once every 0.1s. Max 5 stacks.

<2>

Watch yo' Profanity

Normal Attacks deal 25% increased DMG against opponents with less than 50% HP.

<3>

Road Work Ahead?

Increases the Level of Focus n' Undo by 3.

Maximum upgrade level is 15.

<4>

FREESHAVACADO

When Focus n' Undo is used, it deals 222% of ATK as Electro DMG to surrounding opponents.

When the skill duration ends, Le anon regenerates 20% of their HP.

<5>

Uh yea, I Sure Hope it Does..

Increases the Level of Deletion by 3.

Maximum upgrade level is 15.

<6>

Get Rekt

If Le anon's HP is below or equal to 50% when the enemy is hit, both the CRIT DMG and HP Regeneration are increased.

Pls this took longer my phone is burning from copy pastin im dead😔

-le anon☆

Le anon carry!!! You might be the true Electro Archon ngl 👀

I love the meme references in the cons!! And the elemental burst sounds so badass!! Esp; "Le anon's weapon attacks will drastically switch to Sword and Claymore simultaneously" and the "Electro DMG that cannot be overridden" / seems like C6 benny isn't a problem for le anon!!! XDDD

Thank you so much for sharing this!! I loved reading this so much TuT (you're all so creative!! <3)

#le anon☆ #✨Shiro; interactions – le anon☆ #cant wait for this banner to be released #my fav banner!!! #still can't get over the names XDD #Its genious #yalls have AMAZING ideas #And I'm so happy I can read them <3 #thank you for passing by le anon!!! #I hope you've been doing well :DDD

[monzamash]

ruin the friendship — charles leclerc

summary – maybe you were a little more than friends but that was between you, charles and god. nobody else. and you refused to be the one to break the pact. pairing – charles leclerc x you (female reader) rating – 18+ (smut, language, sexual references, probably bad french/italian) word count – 2.5k a/n – “we passed being friends like 20 fucks ago” requested by anon. thank you! masterlist

“Everybody get changed for dinner and we will meet downstairs at the restaurant in an hour. Le Bein?”

The group of nearly a dozen of Charles’ co-workers, employees and friends all nodded in agreement and went their separate ways in the foyer, buzzing about how beautiful the resort was. And it was truly magnificent. Extravagance fortified every wall, even the ceilings. Chandeliers dangling from the rafters above, sparkling and flaunting the huge amount of wealth that was stashed away in the Italian Alps. Eye-watering amounts of wealth.

You weren’t enamoured like the rest because simplicity was more your taste, minimalist living was the way of the future and you weren’t afraid to voice that to Charles as he walked up beside you, eyes trained on your rolling ones. His hand was dangerously hovering above your lower back, the large puffy jacket the only thing keeping his hot touch barricaded from your cool skin – he couldn’t help himself.

“It’s over the top but Ferrari is paying for all of it,” He whispered into your ear, too close for your comfort, especially around his brothers who were no doubt watching your every move – adamantly sceptical that you and Charles were just friends.

“I should report you for misuse of company funds, sir. And if anyone from work asks why I was here when we get back next week – it was a coincidence. Purely happenstance.”

“Si,” Charles drawlled, toggling between his native tongue and Italian, which always threw you off, “You coming up to my room after dinner will just be some luck too, yes?”

You could hear the smirk on his face before you let your eyes glance his way, breath tickling the hairs on the back of your neck and again, standing way too close for a pair of colleagues who, by chance, had accidentally found themselves in the same place, at the same time. That was the story and you were sticking with it. Unfortunately Charles was a horrible actor – that much was obvious since the moment he sparked up this unlikely romance with you but in his defence, his impulses were intensified after weeks of being away from you. And you felt the same.

The relationship wasn't exclusive by any stretch of the imagination in the beginning, but as time went on, you became loyal to each other. The friends with benefits label was a facade for the public and for your employment but deep down, you both knew there was more to your relationship than just sex. You knew each other so intimately and spent hours staying up ‘til dawn, sharing your deepest, darkest secrets. He made you feel safe, like you were more than just a girl who happened to work for the same company he worked for. It was easy to get swept up in the lavish lifestyle and reap the benefits that came with it but Charles saw you differently – saw life differently. And to him, you were the missing piece to his puzzle.

You were friends’ first – great friends but he was charming and by far the most attractive man you’d ever laid your two eyes on. And by some miracle, he felt the same way about you. But all of that meant your friendship had been compromised, your working relationship was hanging in the balance because if either of you caught feelings and made them public, then you’d have to report it to HR and you didn’t want to lose what you had.

Because sneaking around was kind of hot. Or really hot if you asked Charles and you didn’t want to burst his bubble. You weren’t that selfish and truth be told, you enjoyed the thrill of it. The secret glances from across a table when you were supposed to be taking notes, subtle touches whenever he complimented your suggestions in a meeting and riskiest of all, the quick fucks in his drivers’ room between qualifying blocks. That had unabashedly become a perk of your job and a scandal waiting to be blown wide open but you loved it.

“I think it might just be your lucky day, Leclerc,” You replied and looked away from the man who was seconds away from exposing your secret, calling off dinner and dragging you up to his room for dessert. But he was better than that and obviously he could control himself for a couple more hours. Surely. 

“See you soon then.”

He looked like a man tortured when you walked into the restaurant, all of your glorious curves swaying side to side, eyes on everyone but him. Since simplicity was your style, you’d gone classic – long, black satin skirt hiding the stilettos you wished you didn’t have to wear, paired with a black blazer and a white, lacy bustier top underneath. It was a fancy establishment, which meant everyone was done up to the nines, their best attire on display and you were pleasantly surprised that Charles hadn't caved to the pressure of appearances, marching to the beat of his own drum in a basic black tee. He still looked as delicious as the aperitini he’d already ordered for you, eagerly awaiting your arrival.

“For me?” You asked him politely, feigning surprise even though these were the little things he would do for you in place of physical touch.

“Of course.” He smiled, delighted that you took the seat directly across from him and not the one being offered to you by his annoying younger brother.

You are beautiful, he mouthed once everyone returned to their 'round the table small talk. You are. Charles had you blushing and fidgeting with your thin gold chain, as if it was first time he'd ever said that to you. It wasn't but it still had you squirming in your seat, grinning like a lunatic.

The 3-course dinner was sensational, and more than satisfied the hunger you’d conjured up during your long day on the slopes and Charles agreed wholeheartedly. He had also worked up quite the appetite retrieving you from the snow every time you stacked it, brushing the ice from your suit and cheeks, lingering longer than he should have. It was great fun but famishing once you all made it back to the resort.

“All my training has gone down the drain after that meal – my god.” Charles groaned and patted Andrea on the back with a mischievous smile, taunting his trainer and closest confidante. Andrea simply shook his head and muttered something to the effect of vaffanculo before disappearing into the bar with the others, sick of Charles' shit after being stuck with him in the Dolomites for the last 3 weeks.

You and Charles hung back from the group, both waiting for the other to send up the bat signal, or in your case, holding up the three-finger salute. Your first solo hang out – not a date – with Charles was watching the Hunger Games together, snuggled up with a glass of wine. Ever since, your signal to abort mission had been the sign used in that film and more recently it’d become your gesture for sex. Would you have liked it to be a little more sexy? Sure but it did the job.

“People are going to miss you, ma belle,” Charles whispered between the soft kisses he was sloppily pressing to your trembling lips, backing you against the only blank wall in the room.

“Don’t care.” You rasped, moans caught in your dry throat as you felt a pair of cold hands unzipping the long silk skirt you’d worn to dinner and gliding it down your shaky legs like it was as light as a feather.

A small gasp slipped from your lips as you caught Charles’ dark eyes again, his soft laugh fanning warmth across your face, "All I've been able to think about tonight is this..." He stammered off with a smirk before running his hands down your sides, pushing the thin blazer off your shoulders and gaining full access to the length of your neck.

You moaned quietly and brushed your dainty fingers through his soft, dark brown locks, "It's all I've wanted since we got here," You whispered and rested your head back against the wall, enjoying the feeling of his hands smoothing down your to your ass.

"You're so fucking beautiful," Charles growled against the tops of your breasts that were being pushed up by the tight bustier top, leaving you breathless and shaky under his touch. He got off on having complete control over your body, especially like this – desperate and panting for him in the darkness.

Charles dropped down to his knees and pushed his hands up under the hem of your top so he could access the waistband of your panties. You were spellbound now with your eyes closed and heart thumping in your chest, head dizzy and skin sizzling as he trailed his hands down your thighs, gliding your flimsy underwear down far enough that you could step out of them without needing to look.

"So sexy." Charles groaned at the sight of the dark red lace that had been hidden by your skirt, his hot breath now fanning over your shaky legs that were now completely bare and exposed to the cool air, even though your were burning up, "Le rouge n'a jamais été aussi beau." Red never looked so good.

His large hands gripped you thighs and roughly separated them in front of his mouth, every single little movement riling you up even more. Charles was ravenous, hungry to devour your after hours of deprivation – starved of your taste, of his name falling from your lips. He needed it, needed you to sing his praises, beg him for more and you never disappointed.

Your fingers brushed back up the side of his head as he hooked your leg over his shoulder and buried his tongue between your thighs, sending you into overdrive and taking your breath away. Your hands instantaneously gripped the tuft of brown waves on top of his head, trying to control the moans that were threatening to escape your chapped lips, his fingers doing the work of a maestro, orchestrating your body like a symphony.

"Feels so good," You whined as Charles grunted, mouth still attached to your cunt as he readjusted your leg on his strong, muscular shoulder, deepening the achingly perfect angle even further and making your already shaky legs start to tremble with pleasure.

Charles took your sensitive clit between his teeth, gently and pressed his free hand that wasn't clutching your thigh to your stomach, balancing you as best he could as you uncontrollably bucked your hips, riding his perfectly flat tongue. You placed your smaller hand over his and arched into his face, trying to alleviate the knot building in the pit of your stomach. He felt so fucking good and looked even better when you did dare open your eyes, peering down into his sinful ones.

The small smirk that appeared on Charles’ dimpled cheeks when your gaze met his was enough to send you spiralling into a whimpering mess, unable to stop the loud moan that ripped from your constricted throat – you were getting closer with every single teasing stoke he gave you, his thick fingers fucking you into a blackout and you were losing it. He muffled a laugh and didn't relent one bit as you white knuckled his wrist, attempting to hold in the noises that were so close to escaping, jaw clenched.

"I wanna hear you, bella – let me hear you," Charles panted as he glanced up and continued to taunt you, “I want to hear you moaning for me like this for the rest of my fucking life.”

Even in your orgasmic haze, you furrowed your already rutted brows at his comment, head throw back, still whimpering, “Friends don’t say that to each other, Charles.” You breathed, gliding on his unrelenting fingers, his pace slowing as he processed your words.

Charles scoffed and pulled back from your pulsing core, eyes trained on yours as he pressed a sweet kiss to your thigh, voice hoarse. “I think we passed “just friends” about 20 fucks ago, baby. You don’t have to pretend when it’s just you and me.”

It took you a second until you nodded silently, agreeing that you didn’t need to keep the act up with him. You brushed your fingers that had been knotted in his thick, beautiful hair, down the sides of his glistening face, lips raw and looking like a mirage.

“I like it when it’s just you and me.”

If you blinked, you thought he may disappear from your vision but he made sure you knew he was real, kitten licking your sensitive bud and reassuring you that he wasn’t just a figment of your imagination.

“Me too.” He whispered.

It didn’t take long for Charles to resume his toe-curling assault, sending every nerve in your system into lockdown as he pushed you closer and closer to the edge. He’d put both of your feet on the ground, thighs spread as far as they go so you could ride his face, insisting that you came like that for him. The feeling of having every breath suppressed from his lungs while you let yourself go on his tongue, fingernails clawing at the skin on your thighs was worth the rush of blood to his brain. His face was beet-red, pupils blown out and he was achingly hard, scared he was going to blow in his pants like a prepubescent teen.

"Oh my fucking god, Charles," You moaned loudly as he reached up and pressed his palm firmly on your flushed chest, needing to feel your heart thumping under your skin, making him feel alive.

"I've got you."

"I'm – baby, I’m right there!" You cried out, head thrown back against the wall again as Charles eased you through your earth shattering high, panting and sweltering under his touch.

Loud moans echoed through the hotel room as he lapped up everything you had to give, holding you in place and making sure you were completely satisfied before removing his shaky fingers and pressing a couple of pecks to your reddening thighs – no doubt leaving bruises from his tight grip. You couldn’t wait to feel those small reminders of his touch in the morning. It took a good couple of seconds for your mind and body to float back down from the clouds above and god, it was a gorgeous sight when you did come to.

"You are so good at that," You breathed as Charles used your hips to drag himself up off the carpeted floor, hands still clutching your waist to also keep your knees from buckling. He knew you too well.

The sensation of his swollen lips kissing yours brought you back and without hesitation, you hooked your arms over his shoulders and deepened the kiss. His hands snaked around your lower back, bodies flush and you could finally feel how hard he was underneath his trousers.

Knowing Charles was that turned on from making you feel ethereal triggered a proud smirk to sweep across your flushed face, “Would you like some help with this, friend?” You teased, reaching down for the button on his pants, flicking it open with ease.

“It’s what friends are for, no?” He cockily replied before you clutched his stiff cock in your palm, causing him to gasp at the sensation.

“Absolutely would love your help – thank you very much,” Charles quickly added, desperate for your attention as he captured your lips in a rough kiss and nudged your body towards his messy bed.

“That’s what I thought,” You chuckled into the kiss, letting him cash in every single benefit he could imagine. All night long.

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[sleepyconfusedpotato]

I don't know if you ever received this ask or had this idea before but here goes nothing Since Ghost already met Jade's family, what if she meets his? ....angst material. Sorry not sorry.

Oh my God... Anon... You sparked something in me, and I cannot go to sleep now without posting this. Thank you so much for the idea.

(I think I'm gonna make a full on comic out of this, and I will make an art at some point for this fic, but let's use this lovely GIF of Ghost first)

She's The One

Jade meets Ghost's family.

Pairing : Simon “Ghost” Riley x Charlotte “Jade” Le Jardin (OC) Word Count : ~ 1.8k words Warning : Medium to heavy angst and mentions of death, but ends with a full on fluff because you know me mate I want Ghost to be happy ok.

Title and story inspired by the song 'She's The One' by Robbie Williams

"...How's your family, Simon?" 

Jade asked Ghost. They had been having a small outing, which included watching the cinema together and going around the streetside shops to find new wardrobes for Ghost to wear. He initially thought that it was unnecessary, but as Jade insisted, he went anyway – as long as he could spend his off-duty time with her.  

He'd met her parents, and though he was apprehensive about it at first, they turned out to be pleasant and strong people. It was such an unfamiliar feeling for him, to have a family to come home to, a supportive family and kind and can take care of their own. He's foreign to that concept.

Ghost just stayed silent to her question, his expression which was usually unreadable turned sorrowful, his eyes gazing down at the pavements they walked. She thought she should change the subject before Ghost muttered,

"You want to see them now?" 

Jade opened her eyes wide in surprise, not expecting him to say anything about meeting his family this fast, and the way he said 'now'...

The woman knew Ghost wouldn't ask her that question if he was adamant as he was a straightforward person. And so, she answered, "Of course, if you don't mind it." He then proceeded to enter his car that was parked not far from where they just watched a movie in a cinema, not forgetting to open the passenger door for Jade beforehand. 

They drove for a full 30 minutes of silence, save for the sound soft songs on the radio. As Ghost drove, Jade looked out the window and understood that they were going to a familiar place that she had passed by a few times in her life. He drove to the nearest available parking area, parking his car flawlessly before stopping the car engine, leaving the both of them in complete silence. 

Jade felt the atmosphere around him grow heavy, his hands still on the steering wheel as if he was still pondering whether or not he wanted to get out of the car. He let out a soft sigh, took his keys and got out of the car. Jade got out of her own and looked at the surrounding area.

Cemetery.

The sun had disappeared behind the heavy grey clouds that constantly covered the England skies. Tiny drops of water had touched her cheek, in such a way it reflected Ghost's inner thoughts right now. 

The man looked at her, "Over here." He walked with Jade following right behind him. After about 10 minutes of walking and treading through the tall grasses, Ghost stopped in front of a group of gravestones, four of them, which were placed more tightly together than the other. The grasses were tidily short, a sign that the keepers attended to these graves properly.

Jade then looked down, reading the engravings on the stones, and her heart shattered to pieces.

"Susan Riley, November 17th, 1965 - December 24th, 2017"

"Thomas Riley, July 21st, 1990 - December 24th, 2017"

"Elizabeth Riley, May 8th, 1991 - December 24th, 2017"

"Joseph Riley, March 19th, 2013 - December 24th, 2017"

It was his mother's birthday. 

She looked up to find Ghost's eyes gazing down at the names as well, noticing that the ground he was standing on was right at the front of his mother's grave. No tears in sight, only sadness, and as an MI6 agent of two decades, she could deduce an expression of regret. Jade didn't need to wonder why, as the dates of their deaths were all the same - the reason he hid his identity, lived as no one, avoided any relationship with anyone, and the reason why he was adamant about meeting her parents – His past came to haunt, and it's target was not him. 

Jade couldn't say anything. What could she say? That she's sorry this happened? She knew Ghost hated that phrase the most, of someone pitying him, that they wished things could be different. But what use is it to wish? It happened. His entire family died because something happened during one of his missions, and his family paid the price for it.

As if on cue, she heard a small sniff from him the same second the raindrops started to grow more frequent, falling harder, creating white noises and wet spots on their clothes. Being the Londoner she was, knowing that sunny days were never really sunny, Jade fished out her floral purple umbrella, holding it above Ghost's head beside her, making sure to cover his broad shoulders fully as her left shoulder grew wet. 

She saw his face, and it was enough reason to stay silent and let him grieve. She didn't know if this was the first time he'd visited their graves after years or if he always come here at some time every year, but no matter which one the answer was, if she could see one thing, it was that his tears never seemed to run out after more than a decade. 

Jade let him cry, the sound of his sobs completely drowned by the white noises of the heavy rain. 

She knew that he wasn't much for any physical touch, nonetheless, she lifted her other hand softly and rubbed at his back, going up and down in an attempt to soothe his sorrow. And after a minute of him not flinching away from her touch, Jade mustered up her will to slowly encircle her arm around his own on his side, their sides touching as she rubbed his bicep, and going even further as she leaned her head to touch his shoulder. 

Ghost's shoulder still shook for a few minutes as he cried his heart out, Jade kept doing what she did as he let his sorrow out. 

Soon after, another surprise hit her when she heard and saw that the rain started to slow down, albeit still going down on both of them. Her other arm started to grow sore after moments of holding the umbrella high to accommodate his height, yet what alleviated the pain was the fact that she felt a small weight on her head, realizing that Ghost had eased his cries, now only soft sniffs, and that he leaned his head on top of hers as well.

He still stayed silent, not a word spoken ever since they arrived, but she knew that this was a good sign that he knew that she would be there for him, even when he was vulnerable.

"Happy birthday, Mrs. Riley." 

Jade muttered softly, the man beside her still looking down on his mother's grave even though he was slightly dazed at her words. 

"This is our first meeting, but I can tell that you were a kind person, and an even more amazing mother and grandmother."

He then glanced at Jade as she continued, "Your son is a very skilled and intelligent man, traits which I assume he got from you. He's confident, a great leader-- oh! And he's handsome as well, so that's a plus." 

That prompted a scoff out of his mouth. Nevertheless, she went on. "He's not much of a social person. He's a little bit intense and stiff - We can work on that. He shot my hand once! I have the scar to prove it. His choices of words are sometimes foul, though, again, we could always work on that." Jade joked lightheartedly, seeing him softly smile above her.

"But if there's one thing about him that I love, is that he's a strong man with a warm heart, and I don't have to assume to know that he got it from you." Jade continued. "Your son is the strongest man I know, and I will stop at nothing to protect him and make him happy."

Ghost looked down at her, astounded at her words. "Thank you for bringing him into this world. Happy birthday, Mrs. Riley." 

As she finished her message, Jade looked up with a soft smile, "I'll be sure to bring some flowers the next time we visit, and every year after that." 

She thought he was going to say something, until the arm that was intertwined with hers moved, though nervously, gliding across her back and found its home on Jade's shoulder, before lightly pressing and pulling her towards him. Jade blushed, not only at the warmth of his body but also at the fact that he initiated the touch. 

"Thank you, Lottie." He muttered in his deep voice, "So much." 

"Anytime, Love." 

After about 15 minutes of standing in front of the graves, the rain had stopped, and the sun showed up to light the rest of the day as the sky turned orange. Jade had stored the wet umbrella back in its container and hung it on her wrist before she walked back to the car per his request. Jade figured he wanted some alone time with his family, and so she obliged.

"How's she, Mum? She's a beautiful bird, isn't she?" 

Ghost finally spoke, his hands tucked inside his pockets. He then glanced at his brother's grave, smirking. "What about you, Tommy? You think she's the one?" He asked no one, not expecting any answer anyway, yet he just wanted to let it out.

"I thought I'm gonna bite the dust on some fucking rathole somewhere, and that was what I wished at some point, but..." Ghost sighed, shifting his weight on his hip, "I kind of want to die an old man, after living my life to the fullest with her-- Fuck, I can't believe I'm saying this." Ghost chuckled at his own words, not expecting it to be this heartfelt. "I'm arse over tit for her. Yeah, you're gonna laugh at me for this Tommy, but at least I didn't laugh when you said the same thing about Beth." 

"And Mum, knowing you, I think you'd like her. She's a bit like you, in a way." Ghost confessed, still eyeing her name on her gravestone, "She cares too much. In a good way, and I find it endearing." He suddenly recalled the memories he had with Jade, from the first moment they met to this moment, replaying them over and over and being surprised about how much she reminded him of his mother. 

"I want to protect her with all my life. I love her, Mum."

And with that, a burden on his shoulders felt like no more. He'd never said those words to anyone, and he might be insane to be in love with someone considering how he'd lived his life, but he'd made a promise to protect her, and if he'd be a fool, then a fool he would become.

"Anyway, she's waiting back there, and I'm hungry. So I'm going to leave you now." Ghost then stood up straight, his hands still in his pockets. He glanced at every single one of the gravestones, before looking at his mother's.

"Happy birthday, Mum." 

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(All of the Riley's birthdays are entirely made-up. Their date of death was also made up, but I remembered there were something with Christmas, so I'll just place December 24th to make my heart hurt more) ಥ_ಥ

Anyway, thank you for reading, and hope you love this! (❁´◡`❁)

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42 and 43 with Lester pretty please

Of course you can! Thank you for the request anon <3 The prompts the anon has requested for the request are: Prompt 42: "I want to spend the rest of my life with you" Prompt 43: "You are my everything" Notes: Minors DNI, Fluffy and SFW, No specific descriptions or pronouns are used for the reader since anon did not specify I hope that is alright anon!

"Lester where the hell are we going?" You asked as he lead you through a thicker part of the woods that surrounded Ambrose.

"It's a surprise darlin' we just gotta go a little further and then you'll see"

"This better be worth getting my shoes caked in mud. Bo's gonna kill us if we track this into the house"

Lester laughed at that and recollected the last time the two of you had went on one of these outings together. Bo screamed hours into the night over how the house had looked like a barn when the two of you forgot to take your shoes off before entering.

"Lemme worry about Bo ok? He won't say nothin' this time"

"Yeah sure, Bo always has something to say. Remember that time when-"

You stopped talking as you and Lester passed through the last little bit of forest separating you from the clearing that Lester was leading you to. It had a perfect view of the Ambrose sunset and right in the middle of it was a tattered blanket you could only guess was placed there by Lester himself.

"Oh Les" You cooed

"See I told you it was a surprise" Lester grinned from in front of you.

He lead you over to the blanket and the two of you took your seats next to each other. After you settled you can Lester was nervous about something.

"Lester, baby what's wrong?"

"Well, I-uh-" he ran a nervous hand along the back of his neck. "I was wondering if- if maybe-" He stopped and sighed once more.

"Lester it's ok, take your time"

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you"

You froze, your heart felt like it was beating out of your chest as you stared up at his face. He wouldn't make eye contact with you, he would only focus on the ground in front of the blanket.

"L-Lester, Y-you...really?" Tears brimmed your eyes.

Lester nodded, his hands (You made him wash before you left) coming up to dry the tears falling down your cheeks.

"You're my everything, darlin' I wanna marry you"

"Yes! Lester yes! Of course I'll marry you"

"y-you sure? I mean darlin-"

"Lester are you kidding? I love you more then anything. I'd have married you on the first day we met if you asked"

Lester smiled, one of his signature Lester Sinclair grins and you couldn't help but smile too.

"Bo can marry us, in the church. Mama and daddy would've liked it that way"

"We could get married in the middle of a thunderstorm for all I care Les' as long as I get to marry you I don't care"

Lester grinned once more and you had one to match him. In your own little bubble with Lester in the clearing right outside of Ambrose, it was you and him against the world.

#slasher x reader #slasher fandom #house of wax 2005 #lester sinclair #lester sinclair x reader #lester sinclair imagines

[randomfoggytiger]

The X-Files 30th Anniversary

Day 7: 30th Anniversary Extravaganza

Today, I'm thanking The X-Files community for bringing me across a wonderful show-- its amazing cast and writers and fans-- and inspiring me to get back on my own creative hobbyhorse.

My Thanks

Being a part of a collective who want to celebrate this show and others' creative endeavors with heartfelt good wishes has been exciting, fun... and humbling.

My special thanks to the many people who welcomed me with open arms and contribute to this space, even if it's "simply" (but it's never just anything, is it?) answering asks or reblogging or even liking a random post that passed from one blog to another.

There are too many to list, so I'll just chat about my most remembered moments:

@baronessblixen, for being so kind and encouraging that you drew me out of the anon shadows; for liking what I create; for giving me a logical mind to bounce my ideas off of in asks; and for inadvertently teaching me the joy of appreciating animal videos (and convincing me, along with Vavie, to watch Return to Me.)

@dd-is-my-guiltypleasure, for our cherished Duchovny talks; for your heart and your amazingly detailed dedication; for your artbook that I prize dearly; and for your warmth and good humor.

@suitablyaggrieved, for your spectacular and refreshing meta takes; for persevering in your creative works and this fandom; and for sharing the progress pics of your beautiful X-Files themed sweater.

@welsharcher, for being my mini Kermit-loving pool noodle~ (I love brightening your day as much as your messages brighten mine); for your gifs and posts that make my heart soar; and for our shared, priceless sense of humor.

@agent-troi, for being a solidly intelligent third party to the Pre-S1 Mulder Singleton Club; for your hilarious hashtags and great insights; and for your amazing fic output.

@mondfuchs/@annablume, for swapping XF fic recs in my early Tumblr days; and for making my year by drawing my little boopy-tongued tiger in Mulder's arms to celebrate our collective birthday (post here. Still makes me sappy thinking about it~.)

@amplifyme, for returning to Tumblr and giving me a chance to meet you; for sharing your excellent BATB series (in general and Nan Dibble in particular); and for sharing your thoughts as you slowly peel back the psyche of Vincent and the worlds Above and Below.

@demon-fetal-harvest, for being one of the first to die over my Scully Les Miserables amv (it's one of my favorites I love to rewatch; and I think of you every time I do); and for your hilarious reblogs and even more hilarious tags.

@xxsksxxx and @two-microscopes for being the first to reblog and like during a rough time. I'll cherish that moment forever~.

@medicaldoctordana, for being cool and creative and driven; and for hating the mainstream MBTI system as much as I do (and for your philosophy recs-- will get around to them someday.)

@ibringyouasong89, for being my fellow warrior in the trenches. We're new of acquaintance, but I think this will be a beauuuuuuuuuutiful friendship~. ;))))

@writingwell, @enigmaticdrblockhead, and @perpetually-weirdening, @spidey-is-tired, @cyb3rpeach, @scullys-scalpel, @frogsmulder, @teenie-xf, @dreamingofscully, @freckleslikestars, @cecilysass, @slippinmickeys, @gabby-msr, @thatfragilecapricorn30, @television-overload, @pianogirlxf @mollybecameanengineer, and @settle-down-frohike for being mutually supportive and welcoming. The world is both large and small; and I'm glad my path was able to intersect with yours.

And thank you to the silent-but-always-theres who take the time to drop in and give my posts the time of day~: @samucabd, @sonictacocat, @kiivitaja, @freckleslikestars, @nimlurks, @redteekal, @mindibindi, @marinas5099, @chavisory, @sizzlingempathspybat, @enigmaticxbee, @inflappible, @metamayou, @invidiosa, @txcb1013, @dytttt, @borogirl, @agentbluefox, @agentwhalesong, and ALL OF YOU. I can't tag anymore because Tumblr is tapping me out; but I include you-- yes, you-- in this as well.

My Projects

While The X-Files turned 30, my fandom experience turned (a little over) a year old! Wow, time does fly when you're... speed typing out multiple essays worth of fic rec lists, meta analyses, and personality typing posts (or even wrangling a video editor, compressor, and uncooperative Tumblr site to upload an amv.)

My full list of accomplishments can be found here; but these are a few highlights that were standouts to me personally:

My First Fic

randomfoggytiger’s Son of Egypt (Prince of Egypt twist on television-overload's what if: Samantha adopted and raised William.)

Fic Rec Lists

Meet the Mulders

Creepy and Cozy Cabins  

Time Travel, Time Loops, and Just Wrong Timing 

Car Wrekt 

S9 Mulder Stays or Returns While the Mytharc Barrels On

Fics That Deserve More Comments (Part I) 

Poll Results Fic: 1st Place- Scully Injured but In-Charge

Poll Results Fic: 2nd Place- Cleaning Out the Vineyard House

Poll Results Fic: 3rd Place-- Tithonus Mother Hen Mulder

The Field Where I Fix-It Fic-ed

Analysis Posts

Arcadia Analysis: Scully Was Enjoying Herself Immensely 

Never Again: An Intensive Essay (and its paired twin: Never Again and Fear)

One Son: An Intense, One-Shot Analysis of “You’re Making This Personal”  

The Mulder Family In-Depth (Part VI): Talitha Cumi and Tena's Lies

S5 Is a Pretty Dark Time for Mulder

The Scully Family In-Depth (Part VII): Mulder, Maggie, Melissa, and the Snake

Mulder Trauma Responses: Fight, Flight, Freeze, or Fawn? 

Scully Trauma Responses: Fight, Flight, Freeze, or Fawn?

Mulder and Dreams

Milagro In-Depth (Part II): Loneliness Is a Choice and Lamps Go Dark

How the Ghosts Stole Christmas In-Depth: Full Analysis

Scully Is the Conduit Conductor and Mulder Is the Dancer

How Scully Taught Mulder to Hug

Mulder and Dreams

CSM Inflicted Insanity On the Syndicate

Fire and False Romance, Ice and Love

All IVF Roads Lead Away from The Unnatural and to Millennium 

Jungian Personality Typing Posts

{{Extraction: Proving Mulder Is an INTP, Not an INFJ/INFP}} 

SCULLY, The Enigmatic ISTJ

XF Fanvids/AMVs

Les Miserables AMV: Scully's Solo

The Muppets AMV: Drivin’ Right Along

Fiddler on the Roof AMV: Mulder and Samantha

Bonus Content (Fandom Adjacent)--

React: "Return to Me" from the POV of Someone Averse to RomComs

Personality Typing: Return to Me

HAPPY 30TH ANNIVERSARY, XF!

And cheers to all~!

Enjoy!

#txf #dailytxf #xf30th #30th Anniversary #Day 7 #Extravaganza #Collector's Edition #fic #amv #xf fanvid #Typing #Personality Types #analysis #meta #xf meta #mine #Mulder #Scully #fandom #xf fandom #xfiles #x-files #the x files #xf fic #xf fanfic

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

We know you enjoy fucked up characters. But which HP and Twilight characters do you actually like/consider decent at least as people, not characters? I'd love a reasoning, if you have time for it, but if you don't, just a list would do, thank you!

In the traditional sense that tumblr would readily accept? Alright, I'll try listing things off and see what we get.

(As for my actually 'liking' that's a different story, as you note, I do genuinely like the fucked up characters who I claim are abominable. They're interesting to me, anon.)

Harry Potter

I'm only going to bother listing off the at least somewhat present characters. We're not going to talk about shop keepers who have two lines one time or someone who just gets mentioned offscreen.

Neville Longbottom

Neville's a good kid and kind of the Charlie Brown of the series. Just, god, this kid puts up with so much shit even from those who are supposed to kind of be his friends.

However, I can never remember him ever being remotely awful even in a normal teenage way. He's just a really nice kid who has shitty teenage friends.

Luna Lovegood

Luna's a bit strange but also suffers from the seeming to be a good kid with shitty friends syndrome. Especially when those friends are worse to her than they are to Neville (quite the accomplishment). Luna should have blown her lid years ago but takes it all in stride even when Ron, Harry, and Hermione are actively making fun of her to her face.

God, Luna, I'm so sorry.

Fleur Delacour

Fleur is standoffish to Harry at first, but it's reasonable given the position she's in, her age at the time, and that it looks like Hogwarts favoritism. However, to me she generally acts nice and like a very decent person, even when the Weasleys are giving her constant hell for daring to date Bill.

Viktor Krum

Viktor seems like a nice enough guy. We don't see too much of him but he's friendly, approachable, he and Hermione have a great time at the dance and brief romance and every bad thing he ever did turned out to be him getting imperiused.

Twilight

Charlie Swan

Charlie has some serious flaws and some issues when it comes to seeing Jacob clearly/disregarding his daughter but he does genuinely seem to try his best and have her best interests at heart.

Billy Black

Billy, you poor man. In every instant Billy is trying to do right by his son, his people, his friends, or Bella and he comes off a superstitious madman, an old man who has no idea what he's talking about and the Cullens are amazing, or someone who doesn't understand.

Jessica Stanley

Jessica's a gossip and a teenage girl but she goes out of her way to do right by all of her friends. We don't see too much with the other girls, as Bella... cares about Bella, but she goes above and beyond for Bella when none of her other friends are there for her.

She nopes out (as she should have when hanging around Bella became dangerous for her) but she hangs out with Bella later when Bella's... stabilized and never brings up what happened.

Beautifully repaid for this by Edward and Bella both thinking she's The Worst.

Mike Newton

Mike's not a bad kid, he's just a teenage boy. He's about what I'd expect from any teenage boy in any high school. He's very interested in girls, yes, but he also reacts in ways normal people should like say when Bella looks like she's going to pass out in Biology over the blood testing and he's freaking out over it.

Sam Uley

I may get flack for this but the man does try. A lot. He tries to do right by all the people in the pack, tries to do right by Bella, tries to do right by Leah and Emily (even when imprinty shifty nonsense happens), and is forced into making very hard decisions. However he seems to be a very honorable and standup guy just in the worst circumstances.

Emily Young

Emily's another that tries to do right by everyone and is just caught in an awful mess. She tries to do right by Leah, by Sam, then keep her tribe together when these teenage boys keep imprinting on everything.

Leah Clearwater

Leah's full of anger but again always tries to do the right thing and is very levelheaded considering her circumstances. She doesn't want to hate Sam or Emily for what happened to her and actively tries to move on from her own hurt.

Seth Clearwater

Seth seems like a good, earnest, kid. His flaws are actually in his naivite and willingness to see the good in everybody when, yeah, Seth, maybe the Cullens are in fact dangerous and you shouldn't be buddy buddy with them. I've got nothing against Seth.

Quil Atera IV

Quil seems like a decent kid who got stuck imprinting on a toddler and is desperately trying to make the best of it in the only way he can: just being her baby sitter one time a week. Before the imprint he seemed like a decent enough guy.

I'm not going to list off all the pack but most of them seem like decent people trying to do the right thing if a little teenage boy-ish (which can sometimes make them assholes).

Carlisle Cullen

The man has some serious flaws and issues but I think he is a decent person at heart who does strive to live by his principles and do the right thing. (Also, you guys knew this one was coming).

Esme Cullen

Esme's bizarre, but she's a very sweet and caring person who I think is quite genuine in her compassion towards others. She may not be entirely there, but she does mean what she says and genuinely mean well for her family and for others. She just... says things sometimes, or doesn't realize that telling Edward it's okay to eat the girl means Edward would be... eating a teenage girl...

#twilight #twilight meta #twilight headcanon #twilight renaissance #harry potter #harry potter meta #harry potter headcanon #meta #opinion

[prototypelq]

DMC Questions Anon here!

How would things go in a scenario where the twins weren't separated after the fire? How would the story we know go in this world? How would their characters be here? What about their dynamic?

Feel free to do this as Dante was still inside the house while Vergil was outside, they were both inside, they were both outside, or any idea you can think of for how this could go. Feel free to tackle multiple variations of this scenario.

Hi Ember, thank you for the ask!

I swear I had already written a post or reblog about this....I'll link it here if I ever find it again.

I'll answer the main question in short - I think if twins found each other after the fire, they would have been much better off in every way possible. First off, they would have each other for support against this horrible trauma, which would already like, eliminate at least 30% of canon twins issues. It won't all be smooth - I can see Vergil trying to take a more assertive/responsible role, as his mother taught him, and Dante buckling against that plus not being treated seriously, which would result in him doing something unbelievably stupid, but over all, I am sure the twins would handle everything afterwards just fine. They would probably be hunted, perhaps the demons would even find them faster than on their own, since there's now double the scent to follow, but nothing stands against Twin Sons of Sparda. They'll probably follow Vergil's idea in dmc3 and try to get their revenge on Mundus, hopefully this time their minds put together could figure a les bloody way for a hell-bound portal.

As a bonus, since this is uncharacteristically short, I do wanna tackle a scenario where V(ergil) reveals his cards to Dante, or Dante is not as blindsided to make use of his high perception skills and figure the puzzle out himself.

It would start out with an obligatory and very forceful hug, as it should with these idiots.

After that - they're probably going to lose their minds about Nero's health in the weeks of Urizen's absence. They'll probably sideline the discussion of Nero for their mutual benefit (Vergil is secretly offended Dante didn't keep Yamato for himself and passed it to Someone Else, still there would be immediate adoration of Nero, Dante does Not want to handle the fallout of his five years of lies from both Vergil and Nero) and try to brainstorm any solutions they can (most of them are hopeless, but perhaps something could stabilise Vergil's current state and win him some time.

(oh also they find actual clothing for Vergil)

Now, even with all the preparation, I don't think the Urizen-Dante match would come out any differently - Dante dies. (as per my personal interpretation that Urizen killed Dante, (unknowing sibling kill count 1-1), but he was able to hold out in the same near-death state that Vergil survived in, till the Qlipoth revived Dante and he was awakened later)

As you can imagine, Vergil is not happy about it. At all. He is being eaten by guilt of harming Someone Important, aka Nero, and the shame of having his """goal""" accomplished and having Dante defeated by "his" hand. This would likely make Vergil even more volatile in terms of his mental state, and he would not be filling around this time. Sorry, no Dancing in the Rain this time, Vergil is gunning to find his little brother.

(oh, it would be super cool if Dante lost his guns on the battlefield with Urizen and Vergil carefully picked them up. first - just to deliver them to their owner, but then to also tentatively use them (the recoil hurts like hell))

After that, the middle of the game is pretty much the same - Vergil awakens Dante (trying the near-stab as the last resort), the twins are forced to travel the crumbled family tunnel to the mansion, Dante figures SDT and flies off to catch Urizen, leaving Vergil to catch up. (not his best moment, but I don't think he would trust himself with new level of almost infinite demonic power around his frail brother)

Vergil probably is not as helpless as in canon, but he still very much appreciates Nero's help in getting to the last battlefield. He wants to believe his brother, but a lifetime of paranoia is not very kind and Vergil is still very desperate to see the battle for himself. I don't think Vergil would spill as much as he does in canon, but he would share that he and Dante are twins for sure.

Dante defeats Urizen, this time without desperate pleas, just sad about the dark thoughts that haunt Vergil's mind. Vergil catches up and is reborn after the battle. I think the events overwhelm Vergil and he bolts this time on his own. Dante sighs and feels rejected, Nero is overwhelmed, demands answers and Dante lashes out with them, then goes to follow Vergil "in case he does something stupid again".

From here...I'm not sure. I think in the scenario the twins talk it out without any battle and then fall into Hell. Vergil leaves the book as a promise and an apology. Nero doesn't get all the answers he wants, but at that point he has enough clues and the puzzle forcibly assembles itself. Dante spills the beans only in Hell, and Vergil is forced to deal with the knowledge there.

Not sure what to do with the familiars, or Nero's power moment in here, I admit. Nero could unlock his powers in the Urizen rematch fight, before SDT Dante intervenes, but it feels unfulfilling. Familiars have no reason to stop Dante in this, but in the game it's not like they really planned on it, it was more of a suicide mission, so maybe they could repeat that, everyone - them and Dante, thinking this would in one way or another aid Vergil? That's the best I can come up with at the moment.

#i hope this is fun to read it was fun to write xD #sorry nero i couldn't think of a good arc for you( #dmc questions anon #the sparda loser twins #dmc #dante sparda #vergil sparda #nero sparda

[16ruedelaverrerie]

Anon I love you passionately, never change. I want you to have this:

WE AS A SOCIETY KEEP CASTING NEIL NEWBON IN ROLES WHERE HE INEVITABLY, SOMEHOW, EVEN WHEN HE IS A CHARACTER IN A FUTURISTIC STORY ABOUT ANDROIDS SET IN A MAJOR METROPOLITAN CITY, GETS FUCKED BY A BEAR

You must be mistaking me for someone else... I never made anything of the sort.......... Thank you very much for sticking around, and for being so kind 🥹💓

There is NOTHING SWEETER TO MY EARS THAN THE RALLYING CRY OF "CANON DOESN'T EXIST"! COME LOVE RESTAURANTS WITH ME, ANON. JOIN THE COMMERCIAL KITCHEN FANDOM. BE IN THE FANDOM OF COOKING AS A CONCEPT. Gavin having a minor knife accident and the entire kitchen being thrown into an overblown frenzy of panic... Going on the road with a food truck as the restaurant gets renovated to put in wine storage... Nines realizing that he needs to study mixology and contacting a very confused Allen to demand tutoring... Gavin being hired out for a private catering gig in a mansion and getting run so ragged by the end of it that he just takes a three-hour nap on the parlor couch halfway in Nines's lap... Gavin later being mortified to discover that he has done so... R E S T A U R A N T S

💕💕💕I'm sorry for putting such a lovely message behind the cut, @bumblee-bee! But this is what comes of being so kind that looking upon you is like looking directly into the sun. I am too embarrassed to face you out in the open. I'm so so SO so glad that you are enjoying Les Mignardises! I don't think I'm even capable of truly conveying the full extent of my gratitude, but that fic means a lot to me (too much to me, really) and it genuinely moves me to hear that you are having fun with it. I still think of myself as someone who primarily contributes to fandom through fic; with each passing day, this becomes more and more untenable a self-concept -- if that's true, where the fuck is the writing to show for it? WHY DO YOUR FIC UPDATES TAKE LITERAL YEARS, NAT? -- but still, some stubborn part of me wants the fics to matter, you know. Thank you so much.

And of course it's fantastic that you've made your way back to the fandom!!! YISSSS BE ENFOLDED BACK INTO THE LOVING CLAWED EMBRACE OF THIS HELLPIT

#askbox #les mignardises

[plantdonutwrites]

in a prev post you said "yun sol keeps her gay media under lock and key" can you talk about that more

thank you so much for these!! and thanks for your patience as well waiting for me to respond. n.n let's see, what more can i say about yunsol's gay stash as it were.

so as a brief overview: yunsol comes from a sort of… traditional, conservative family. so she has not come out to them yet, in fear of them rejecting her. as a result, she started a "stash" of things when she was a preteen, and has been adding it since. some things get taken out and used or given away, and some things stay and are more permanent parts of the stash. she moves the location of her stash every so often, to ensure it stays hidden and unknown. so without further ado:

♡ yunsol seong's sapphic hoard ♡

valentine's day themed cards and stationery, decorations, collectibles, food, and drinks. yunsol loves valentine's day--the concept and aesthetic of it, and she daydreams about sharing a valentine's day with a long-term partner, which she has not done yet. some items she keeps in her stash because she wants to gift them to said partner someday.

manhwas & mangas centered around sapphic romance... the good and the bad. she's desperate for content. she doesn't have a lot of physical copies of these, but she cherishes what she has. she often buys them brand new, since they are hard to find.

literature, aka used books with cracked spines and dogeared pages bought from thrift stores or markets, including 'annie on my mind' by nancy garden, 'the price of salt/carol' by patricia highsmith, 'carmilla' by j. sheridan le fanu, 'and playing the role of herself' by k.e. lane, 'tipping the velvet' by sarah waters, the list goes on. she's building quite the library.

movies, thrifted like her book collection, including 'but i'm a cheerleader', 'desert hearts', 'bound', 'saving face', 'better than chocolate', and the honorary 'legally blonde' and '10 things i hate about you' because of elle woods and kat stratford and no one else.

cut-out articles, magazines, art by queer artists, photos of her celebrity crushes... her real celebrity crushes no one knows about.

remnants and articles from dates she's been on; unused napkins from restaurants or cafes, bookmarks from book stores, movie tickets, lipstick swatches, plastic jewelry from vending machines, heart shaped chocolate and gift boxes, photo booth pictures, old love letters and notes passed in classes, etc.

her diary, which is full of the most sumptuous Tea and is her most gayest possession period.

that about sums it up for now. i hope this answer was satisfactory, dear anon 💕 until next time!

#pdasks #oc: yunsol seong #f: tmnt 2k3 #꒰ btw: what a time to be posting this! happy v-day everyone! ♡♡♡ ꒱

[kate-bot]

I really hope the exam results are something to smile about, and that school isn't too stressful on you in general! Stay hydrated, rest well, and please don't overwork yourself with academics or social media. Your mental and physical health are most important. Take your time, and be kind to yourself.

prepare for Rambling …..

anon i love u sm .. school is unfortunately the Bane of my Existence. i am (as visualised) literally counting down the days until i can leave . 17 days as of today!

i am absolutely not made for the education system especially the uk one . it has totally ruined any love i had for my subjects and the whole culture of it and everyone there makes me sad .. i am doing what makes me happy as much as i can (drawing le sillies and hanging with pals)

i’m not too bothered about my grades at this point . the university i want to get into (an animation one hehe) wants C grades and i’m predicted A’s so i’m honestly just trying to survive the next month without passing away or losing my mind ..

but yea . i am doing my BEST thank you anon your words do not go unappreciated .. make sure YOU get plenty of rest and look after yourself too ❤️❤️❤️

#my art #rambles #:) i saw this in the morning and #it was like a reminder for me to Calm the fuck down for a second #i think i need to be reminded of that more often fhdhfhd #also irls if you read this YOU don’t make me sad. #i mean like. #the absolute wankers that make fun of us and shit #:p

[misc-obeyme]

-🐚🦀

I can’t stop thinking about that one idea in the mc is multilingual head cannons where Levi and Asmo would actually like to be flirted with in any of mc’s other languages.

For Levi, that’s cute, for Asmo on the other hand… troll potential. (Nyehehehe…)

I’ll be using French for this since that’s my other language:

Mc: *Leaning close to Asmo* Je vais te gifler avec un poisson~ (I will slap you with a fish)

Asmo: *has no idea what they’re saying but he holds his breath in anticipation l*

Mc: *Leans even closer, hooks one finger under Asmo’s chin and looks into his eyes.* Dur (hard)

Asmo’s eyes start to sparkle from excitement and a small blush starts to spread on his cheeks

Mc: *Their voice goes down to a murmur as they near the demon’s ear* Jusqu’à le poisson saigne et t’en a partout sur tes joues~

(Until the fish starts to bleed and then you have a bunch of blood on your face.)

Asmo’s blush spreads further and his heart starts beating a mile an hour…

I could go on but I think my mc wouldn’t be able to contain their laughter at all after a few lines, but there’s so much potential!

If Satan passes by the room and overhears this I think he’d definitely be confused at first before realizing what they’re doing and maybe having to hold in laughter.

Now I’m not sure whether Asmo would be upset if he found out or try to get back at mc by teasing them asking if that’s their fetish and would they like to try it out… (which in the case where I used a fish: no thank you)

Oh well, sorry if things kind of went in circles anywhere. You don’t have to reply to this if you don’t want to ofc.

Take care of yourself, love your writing and have a nice day!!

Hello 🐚🦀 anon!

Okay here is the headcanon post in question!

I had to reread Levi’s because I forgot what I wrote lol. Then I reread Satan & Asmo’s for good measure.

And this is exactly what I was imagining for Asmo! You are just saying something completely unsexy but he is so into it!

I think he wouldn’t be genuinely upset maybe just something like “Oh MC you’re so mean how could you!” Before immediately doing what you said & offering to explore your new fetish lol.

I looove the idea of Satan overhearing & maybe even playing along.

Like if they’re all in the same place & he says something like “get a room!” When really he’s trying to hold in the laughter.

I really love how you described Asmo’s sparkling eyes & beating heart while you’re talking about smacking him with a fish loool!! It’s so good, that would be his exact reaction I swear!

Thank you for bringing this scenario to my ask box, I love it 10/10!

I hope you’re having a lovely day!

#seriously I keep laughing #Asmo is so cute I love him #I know enough French that I’d pick up the part about fish #but the rest would just be ??? lol #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me asmodeus #🐚🦀 anon #misc answers

[juergenklopp]

hiii i hope youre enjoying le mans rn! unrelated but id like to get into baseball and youre one of the only blogs i know that follows it, do you have any tips for where to start? :)

Hi hi hello dearest Anon! I had a great time at Le Mans, thank you, sorry for taking this long to answer your ask, hope you're still interested in checking baseball out!

I was drafting a writeup on how and where to start following the MLB, but @baiyunli beat me out to it with this primer that's better than anything I could ever put together—I'm a new fan myself, I'm sure I would've missed so many things. I used to watch it growing up, so getting back into it did feel 'easier' than if I'd gone in completely oblivious of the sport. I'm going to put a little addition to their wonderful post, some notes from my short career of being a baseball fan.

Under the cut: WHERE TO WATCH BLOGS TO FOLLOW NARRATIVES OF NARRATIVES: THE WORLD BASEBALL CLASSIC 2023 RECOMMENDED FURTHER READING: BASEBALL, THE US FOREIGN POLICY, AND AMERICAN IMPERIALISM

WHERE TO WATCH

MLB.TV The official streaming service. A season pass for all team is now $60, blackouts and restrictions apply if you're located in the market. With a mlb.com account, you can watch a selected game for free each day. MLB66 (mlb66 [dot] ir) The layout is a bit unintuitive, but it's by far the best 🏴‍☠️ streaming site for MLB. Click on the Select Game button on the top right, and navigate to the game you want to watch. On the bottom right, there's an option to select the home or away broadcast. It can take a few seconds to a minute to load, but so far, it has worked well for me. FSL (mk [dot] freestreams-live1 [dot] top) My go-to for sports streaming. The domain changes regularly, it's worth joining the Discord server for updates.

THE TUMBLR FANDOM EXISTS, I PROMISE: BLOGS TO FOLLOW

There's a kind of nostalgic longing for a time I've never been a part of when I scoured Tumblr tags to find mid-late 2010s baseballblr posts: hundreds of notes, some reaching quadruple digits. Anything going double digits feel like breaching containment now, but there are still some blogs posting about baseball on Tumblr.

Here are some, sorted by their allegiance—by no means a complete list and it will be very biased, but it's a start...

GENERAL BASEBALL BLOGS (and those whose allegiance I can't quite place and I'm scared of offending by assuming but I love your blogs I'm so sorry guys) @ baiyunli, once again thank you for the wonderful primer! @ nacseo-scrawl, + Braves, also the go-to for Bananaball content @ greinkeephus, + Phillies and Red Sox @ pindergarten, + the A's @ hootball, for your Americacentric sportsball needs (NHL, MLB, NFL...) PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES @ soyouwinagain, my most beloved, and @ toyotagazoo, also my dearest, who dragged me down to this hell with them... @ kurchatovium, my original Philly sports brain rot enabler (GO BIRDS) @ jcamilov06, + for all your Philadelphia sports needs @ phillyphangirl @ janosglove TORONTO BLUE JAYS @ donttelltheelff @ byebyebichette @ danny-jansen @ 7th-inningstretch @ based--ball @ kevin-gausman LOS ANGELES ANGELS @ whatincornation, the most wonderful and delightful artist in all of sportsblr @ iichliwps @ auditers BOSTON RED SOX @ eovaldi @ barbiebobby PITTSBURGH PIRATES @ fryinreynolds ATLANTA BRAVES @ colonel-clucker @ emietook SAN FRANCISCO GIANTS @ everydaywynns MILWAUKEE BREWERS @ kimsparis NEW YORK YANKEES @ judgerizzo @ gleyby LOS ANGELES DODGERS @ miggys

(Please @ me if you want to be included in/excluded from this list!)

THE WORLD BASEBALL CLASSIC OR HOW A SINGLE AT BAT PERMANENTLY ALTERED MY BRAIN CHEMISTRY AND MADE ME FALL DEEPLY IN LOVE WITH BASEBALL

Well, two at-bats, actually, but let's not talk about that one and instead talk about the storied matchup, the one now written in immortality and will be talked about for years to come.

Baseball is considered a slow-burner sport by many, even more so before the official introduction of the pitch clock, 'boring' even on the surface especially compared to sports with constant high-octane action like hockey or basketball. But as with sports in general, among the things that makes the game so exciting (or devastating) is the buildup to the matchup—the storylines and the narratives, as well as the ebb and flow of the clash itself with how the game is structured—it's not over until it's over, a comeback to tie the game and a walkoff win is always possible.

The final of the 2023 World Baseball Classic is one of the prime example of all the stars aligning to make a historic matchup between the best of the best.

Mike Trout is a three-time MVP in the MLB, and is considered as one of the best baseball players of all time. Ohtani Shohei is nicknamed 'The Unicorn' by fans and experts alike, being the first elite two-way player (a player who pitches and bats) and is regarded as the most talented baseball player of all time. They are both in their primes and are currently considered to be two of the best players in the MLB. The term 'generational talent' tends to be thrown around casually in sports—for Trout and Ohtani, it's more than a worthy title.

Ohtani and Trout both play for the Los Angeles Angels in the MLB, with Trout being one of the reasons why Ohtani chose to play for the Angels in the first place. They've been good friends since Ohtani signed with the Angels leading up to the 2018 season. Unfortunately the Angels haven't found success despite both players being extremely successful, breaking long-standing records left right and center. Many consider it to be a shame that Trout and Ohtani were 'wasting' the prime years of their careers not playing 'meaningful' games since the Angels have not made it to the playoffs since their last appearance in 2014.

So we have two of the best players in the game, who happen to be teammates and good friends, playing in the final of baseball's equivalent of the FIFA World Cup on opposite sides representing their respective countries. Added to that is of course the novelty of an elite and truly one of a kind two-way player in Ohtani, pitching to one of the best hitters of all time in Trout.

The matchup was pretty unlikely in the first place too because of how batting orders work, and yet everything aligned for them to be up against each other in the top of the 9th—final barring extra innings—with two outs.

Japan were leading 3–2: strike Trout out, and Ohtani would win it all for Japan.

Here's the link to the full game on YouTube.

The whole tournament was such a treat all throughout, with exciting pool games, upsets, and rallying comebacks in the knockout stage. Two standout games for me are the quarterfinals matchup between Venezuela and the USA and the semifinals clash between Mexico and Japan. Both games were rife with gutsy baserunning and hitting, back-and-forth offense and lead change, and topped off by clutch plays to lead the respective teams to victory.

RECOMMENDED FURTHER READING: BASEBALL, THE US FOREIGN POLICY, AND AMERICAN IMPERIALISM

As much as we can weave romantics about America's pastime, it's also inseparable from how the US projected itself abroad in its foreign and military policy. My dearest @outofbodyinjury's research project led me to look into the history of the sport and its role in USA's long history of war and foreign intervention.

Starting from the 19th and 20th century as the game was growing and all throughout the 21st century, for example in response to 9/11 and the Iraq and Afghanistan invasions, baseball has been omnipresent as a tool to promote and serve US interests. The book The Empire Strikes Out: How Baseball Sold U.S. Foreign Policy and Promoted the American Way Abroad by Robert Elias dives deep into this topic. I have yet to find a DRM-free .epub of the book, but I will try to rip it if there's interest. Here's an .m4b rip of the audiobook, and here's a condensed version of the book: an article by the same author published in The International Journal of the History of Sport.

Once again: @baiyunli is the MVP for their primer, it has pretty much everything you need to know to start getting into the sport, so check that out. Don't hesitate to send me asks or DMs if you have questions! And I fully believe sports teams pick you: it could be through a player that happens to compel you, or the mascot, or the colors of the unis, or just for no reason at all. You'll know and feel it when you're chosen. That being said: LET'S GO PHILS!

And I hope you'll fall in love with baseball as I did :]

#.asks #Anonymous #baseball #this took me longer to write than it should because Tumblr keeps fucking up the formatting and deleted a lot of the parts I already typed #hope it's helpful :]

[theelvenhaven]

Reunited in Rivendell

Request:  Hello! May I request Glorfindel x elf!reader where they reunite in S.A. Rivendell after the Fall of Gondolin? Thank you and I hope you’re doing well!

A/N: Hey anon! I hope you enjoy the request! :) If interested for some ambient music to go along with it I made this for this fic -> Rivendell’s Gardens

Glorfindel x Reader

1.7k words

Le suilon - s. I greet you (formal)

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Today was the day that Master Elrond would be arriving back home from the Gray Havens. Círdan’s message about a few weeks ago imploring the Master of Imladris that a visit was of the utmost importance. Just like that Master Elrond had taken off with a small envoy at Círdan’s behest. 

Leaving you and the other members of his council to help pick up the duties that had been left suddenly. Even though it was only for a short time, it had certainly kept you all busy as you had picked up Erestor’s duties since he went with his kin. 

Now you were tidying things up, arranging paperwork appropriately like Erestor liked it. You sighed out as you separated the stacks of paperwork and reports. Setting the books in question on the edge of his desk before you quietly admired your work. Not hearing the set of footsteps that entered the office, or the looming figure that stood behind you. 

Folding his hands at his waist before clearing his throat, bringing you to swivel around in surprise to find Erestor standing there. A neutral expression that ever found his face when he wasn’t frustrated, though there was a perpetual wrinkle in between his brows. 

“Erestor, le suilon.” You greeted in a breath, trying to calm the fast paced beating in your chest from being startled. Admittedly you hated when Erestor snuck up on you like this, but bit your tongue as it was relatively normal for him to do so. 

“Le suilon, Y/N. Master Elrond wishes to speak with you, he says it is imperative.” Erestor sighed out as he moved around you and towards the desk, eyes trailing down immediately to the neatly stacked paperwork. 

“Where is he at?” You asked him clasping your own hands together and fiddling with your fingers, watching as Erestor began to thumb through the paperwork on his desk. 

“In the main gardens and you are dismissed for the day.” He answered in a monotone voice, not bringing his eyes off the papers before him. Ever diving right back into his work, but you furrowed your brows at his final words. With all that had to be done you couldn’t possibly be dismissed for the day. 

“I beg your pardon?” You asked, but Erestor merely waved you away. Not bothering to answer you, at this despite him not looking you bowed your head formally before you turned on your heel to leave the office. 

Quietly you walked through the halls and walkways. Greeting those you passed with a simple smile, your thoughts churning with other things that needed to be done today despite the fact that he had dismissed you for the day. Catching Erestor up, running paperwork to and fro where it needed to go, filling in other council members. What was he thinking telling you that you had the day off?

Even as you approached the main gardens your thoughts spilled and tumbled over one another with thoughts of work, you only hoped that Master Elrond would not keep you long since your duties were so numerous. 

As you entered the main gardens you began to search for the Master of Imladris. Letting your eyes wander over the few elves that lingered tending to the many flowers and shrubs there. Your eyes passed over fountains that trickled soundly, adding a relaxing ambience to the gardens. Mingling with the birds that sang and flitted over head.

The sweet scent of blooming spring flowers filled your nose. You were grateful for having the opportunity to meet here as it was one of your favorite places in Imladris. Ever was it such a sight to see even in the dead of winter. 

As you came around to the area with the table that Master Elrond would normally sit at you paused. Spying a tall ellon standing there, facing the statues with his arms behind his back. Familiarity filled you, and you forgot all about the task of finding Master Elrond as your eyes soaked in the sight. 

His long wavy blond hair draped down his back, with few intricate braids strewn throughout his hair. The gentle glow was obvious around him despite the blazing of Anar’s rays that trickled in through the trees that hung over in this part of the gardens. Green and brown robes with yellow celandine embroidered on the hems of his outfit. 

Making your heart stutter in your chest as the sight was reminiscent of the love of your life’s outfit. Everything about this elf screamed Glorfindel even though you knew that was impossible. You were frozen in your spot, yet your mouth spoke it just as you thought it. 

“Glorfindel…” You breathed out despite yourself, bringing the ellon in question to turn around. You looked directly into ocean blue eyes that sparkled with mirth as they landed on you, watching the smile that spread across his face to see you. 

Oh stars it is Glorfindel! 

“Y/N!” He breathed out quickly closing the distance between you both as you were utterly rooted in your place. Eyes fixated on him, and your mouth slightly ajar in your surprise. Your mind still barely registering that it was in fact Glorfindel that approached. 

In an instant you felt warm hands reach for your neck as he leaned down to press his lips to yours. The sensation of his lips pressing to yours was enough to pull you out of shocked state, as you pressed yours back to his. 

Bringing your hands up to hold his face immediately, your stomach fluttering with butterflies and joy blossomed in your heart. To the point you felt as though it might explode. 

Your fingers caressed down the slopes of his cheeks, brushing down to his jaw as you melded your lips again with his more passionately. Trailing your fingers lightly down his neck, drinking in the sensation of his skin beneath yours, feeling Glorfindel pull you closer into him and how his fingers slipped into your hair. 

You grabbed the collar of his tunic and kept him pulled close to you, scared if you let go. If you broke the kiss… That he would slip through your fingers and be gone again. 

You hesitated, feeling Glorfindel begin to pull away from you. Opening your eyes to look up and see that he was still standing there before you. He didn’t disappear from your grip though you didn’t loosen your hold at all on him. 

“You’re really here! I’m not dreaming am I? Please tell me I am not dreaming?” You breathed out quickly watching the smile that began to pull at his lips. Before he hugged you close to his chest, you wrapped your arms around his neck snugly. 

“I am really here Y/N. I promise.” Glorfindel answered you with his arm wrapped around your waist, and you buried your face into his neck. Catching the notes of vanilla and flowers that were specific to him. 

“How! Why!” You asked frantically pulling from him, fearful that this was only temporary. Though were that the case, you’d happily abandon your duties to go to Valinor with him. You couldn’t bare the thought of being parted from him a second time not knowing how many more ages you could withstand to pass without him. 

“How long are you here for?” You pressed further, feeling his forehead move to rest against yours, still he chuckled along and you could scarcely see the amusement in any of this. These were very important and serious questions to you. 

“The Valar have sent me back with the Istari.” Glorfindel began, but you could hardly resist pressing. 

“Why and for how long?” You pressed again, not giving Glorfindel any time to be able to answer your first questions as you repeated them. You fingers brushing through his golden hair as you nuzzled your nose against his. Savoring the feel of him holding you, the warmth of his breath fanning across your face as he laughed again, 

“I am here to assist in dealing with the threat of Sauron, and I am here for as long as it takes.” Glorfindel said, giving you a squeeze around your waist and you beamed a big happy grin that he wouldn’t leave so suddenly. 

“Praise the stars that you are not leaving so soon.” You breathed out in praise pressing a kiss to his lips and sliding your hands from his hair to his face to hold again. Though you worried what it could possibly mean for him having to deal with Sauron. 

The thought making you nauseous and your stomach begin to turn in unease. The enemy was such a big concern… One that could easily cost Glorfindel his life. Again. 

“Promise me you will be careful in dealing with him. Glorfindel I cannot lose you again, I couldn’t bare it. Promise me please.” You hurried out as you peppered his face in kisses, unable to resist giving him all of your love and affection. It had been far too long since you had last gotten to do this, and by Eru did you miss this with him to the point you ached painfully. 

“I promise Y/N I shall take great care in this endeavor. Too many lifetimes have passed with us separated, I would not make it an eternity.” He breathed to you before dipping his head in for another kiss to your lips. Bringing you to hum out at the affections, letting your thumbs brush gently against his face. 

You lingered for a long moment, enjoying the softness of his lips against yours before you pulled away again. 

“How long do I have you before I must share you with the world?” You asked in a breath, pressing another kiss to his cheek, leaving Glorfindel to smile widely. 

“Master Elrond said we have a few weeks with one another.” At this you grinned happily, now you understood as to why Erestor had not given you instructions on what to do with your day despite the busy work you’d knew you’d have. 

“Then we must catch up immediately! I want to know everything that has happened, meleth nin!” You breathed out beginning to pull away from his hold, your hand shooting down to grab his. Glorfindel taking your hand and letting you begin to pull him out of the gardens. 

You could scarcely wait to hear everything, to fill him in on everything, and to have every waking moment consumed by his presence. 

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[parcequecestnotreprojeeeet]

Hi, it’s me, Fanfic Anon #2. So I saw this article which says Brigitte and Emmanuel are keeping 2 goats, 2 chickens, and a sheep named Jim at La Lanterne. I Will admit, I have a hard time believing this is true - but the opportunity to write a Les Macron in their farmer era fic was too good to pass up! Hope you all enjoy! (Also - article link here if you want to read for yourselves: https://www.valeursactuelles.com/politique/chien-moutons-chevres-poules-la-lanterne-le-refuge-demmanuel-macron-devenu-une-menagerie)

"Chérie! Come here!" Emmanuel called out excited, finally getting Jim’s undivided attention, as the sheep nuzzled happily at his hand. "Look!"

"He is sweet," Brigitte agreed, wrapping her arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder as she watched the two interact.

"Do you think the little ones would like to play with him when they get here this weekend?"

"Chéri, this isn’t a petting zoo!" She laughed.

"But -"

"Maybe the older ones," she relented, not wanting to dampen his spirits. It has been a hard year, for him, for their family, and any moment of peace he can find, any source of joy he can locate, she would do anything within her power to protect.

She loves their weekends. She loves waking up in a house, rather than a palace, a place where she knows the walls don’t have ears, where they can go on long walks with their dog like any other couple on a Sunday morning after lazy kisses and sleepy morning sex - no where else, no one else, they have to be but themselves together.

She loves too the absurdity of their chickens, the goats, even this little sheep, who have seemed to have moved on in. They laughed and laughed when Sebastian teased them about being in their farmer era several weeks ago when he first met them at their family Sunday lunch: a moment of levity at the hands of those who love them so dearly.

“Where did you go?” He asked gently, turning around in her arms. “You got quiet on me.”

“Happy thoughts, I promise. Didn’t mean to worry you.”

“I worry about you because I love you, Brigitte. I’m going to worry about you just like you worry about me.”

“I-“

“I know you don’t want me to worry, but I do. It doesn’t make you a burden, chérie. It makes you loved, which you are. So very loved. It’s my privilege to love you - and to worry about you.

“But enough of this talk. Want to go take a walk?” He asked, pulling back and offering her his hand to hold.

She smiled as she accepted, slipping her digits tightly between his.

“Hey, where did Nemo go?” She asked looking to take him with them.

“Oh no! Don’t tell me he got into the chicken coop again.”

“NEMO!!”

Hello fanfic anon #2! ❤️

"Les Macrons - the farmers" was so adorable! I just pictured Emmanuel like a proper child excited with Jim's attention hahaha

Nemo being Nemo hahahaha

Thank you so much, fanfic anon #2! ❤️❤️❤️

#fanfic #fanfic anon 2

[svnoohe4rts]

I posted 620 times in 2022

That's 620 more posts than 2021!

435 posts created (70%)

185 posts reblogged (30%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@svnoohe4rts

@end-hyphen

@hee-pster

@iiousim

I tagged 547 of my posts in 2022

Only 12% of my posts had no tags

#mf heetiddies anon - 64 posts

#sage ; rants ! - 53 posts

#<3 anon - 36 posts

#❤️‍🩹 genie - 32 posts

#bed of lies - 28 posts

#sage ; feedback ! - 22 posts

#enhypen smut - 20 posts

#🌷 25dejulho - 20 posts

#sage ; reblog ! - 19 posts

#&lt;3 - 18 posts

Longest Tag: 90 characters

#like if someone i know in real life comes across this blog they'd immediately know it's me

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

GAME OVER ! ― lee heeseung

↳ PAIRING: lee heeseung x fembodied!reader

↳ SYNOPSIS: lee heeseung is good at one thing and one thing only; making other people's lives a living hell. you and lee heeseung first crossed paths in middle school when he asked you out, just to laugh in your face when you said yes; making you his new target. so it didn’t exactly come as a surprise to you when he started spreading rumors about you wanting to hook up with him back in high school; a rumor that still haunted you to this very day.

OR IN WHICH the two of you enter college and with his endless torment never coming to an end, you decide you’ve had enough. stripping him of the only thing he thrives on, you decide to take your revenge; that one rumor being the key to tearing his beloved reputation down.

↳ GENRE: enemies to lovers, college!au

↳ WARNINGS: alcohol consumption, cursing, angst, heeseung being an asshole most of the time, smut; oral sex, handjobs, unprotected sex, fingering, making out etc, minors dni!

↳ FEATURES: sungchan from nct, chenle from nct, enhypen hyung line, yunjin from le sserafim, chaeryeong from itzy

↳ TAGLIST: let me know if u wanna be added !

↳ A/N: with bed of lies coming to an end, i decided it was time to announce my upcoming project: game over ! super excited for this one & i hope u guys will enjoy it just as much &lt;3

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951 notes - Posted September 11, 2022

#4

fuck buddies, park sunghoon x reader

↳ pairing: sunghoon x fembodied!reader

↳ word count: 5,5k

↳ summary: park sunghoon never meant to fall in love with his fuckbuddy, yet he did. ↳ a/n: oh my the ending is so rushed I’M SORRY …..

↳ warnings: smut! minors dni, choking, dom!sunghoon, sub!reader, curse words, names such as slut etc (lemme know if there’s more i should add)

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1,279 notes - Posted July 29, 2022

#3

GAME OVER ! ― part one

masterlist . . . next

↳ PAIRING: lee heeseung x fembodied!reader

↳ SUMMARY: by accidentally ruining heeseungs chances of getting laid, you slowly but successfully start tearing down his reputation. heeseung, however, isn’t going to let it pass that easily.  

↳ WORDCOUNT: 13,4k

↳ WARNINGS: alcohol consumption, brief mention of someone vomiting, smut! fingering, brief marking minors dni! let me know if there’s anything else i should add.

↳ TAGLIST:  @ktnblrz @ckline35 @bteeznation @amourhee @hoonicookies @aliensrme @deobitifull @sweetjaemss @heeswifeyy @mulligrubsss @han8ul​ @flower-lise​ @asyleums​ @jksecret @bwljules​ @heersheysblog​ @dearhee​ @25dejulho​ @loves0ft​ @sunghoonmybeloved​ @heesuengs @tokina​ @rikakhai​ @wonieeee​ @entiways @sunghoons-hand​ (the ones in bold could not be tagged)

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1,383 notes - Posted October 30, 2022

#2

countertop, lee heeseung x reader

↳ pairing: heeseung x reader (college!au)

↳ word count: 2,2k

↳ summary: maybe going to the party jay had been talking about all week wasn’t as bad as heeseung had anticipated, thanks to you.

↳ a/n: god damn i need hee to fuck me against a bathroom countertop after writing this

↳ warnings: smut!, alcohol, drunk people

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1,871 notes - Posted June 29, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

bed of lies ; park sunghoon

↳ PAIRING: park sunghoon x fembodied!reader

↳ SUMMARY: to prove to his best friend that he could get any girl he wants, park sunghoon makes a bet. within the next 30 days, he has to make the next girl that walks into the room fall in love with him. sunghoon, however, hadn’t anticipated the feelings he would gain during those 30 days.

↳ GENRE: fake relationship (kind of)

↳ WORDCOUNT: around 40k

↳ WARNINGS: alcohol consumption, cigarettes, cursing, angst, sunghoon has major mommy issues lmfao, smut; oral sex, handjobs, unprotected sex, fingering, making out, handjobs etc, minors dni!

↳ TAGLIST: CLOSED !

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1,983 notes - Posted July 19, 2022

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[faeiapalette]

I rarely ever send asks to blogs but I noticed the absolutely shitstorm taking place in your inbox from my OC blog and I'm so confused??? Like why did it escalate to such a heated discussion?? I actually fully agree with you that Ayato's LE route is anything but bad. It was one of my favorites amongst the S boy routes and while I did feel bad for him, I don't think the 'they don't deserve it' argument is valid for any of the DL boys. They've all done horrible things to Yui/the MC so they can't complain about karma biting them in the ass at one point or another. Also this whole 'which boy is the main one/Yui's canon S/O' is so silly imo. (and mind you, I'm a big AyaYui shipper myself) After translating over half of all the games' content, I can confidently say that Rejet is not that serious about the plot of DL and will defy or contradict their previously established lore literally ALL THE TIME. So why can't we - as a fandom - also be a little more chill and laidback about it and enjoy our own interpretations of the story instead of trying to prove other people's opinions wrong? ^^;; In the end, it's just fiction and there's no real right or wrong. Also big disagree on you not being able to voice your dislike for Ayato because he's generally loved by the fandom. :/ So it's okay to bash Cordelia or Karl because most fans agree that they're shitty people, but you can't speak ill of one of the main boys? Oh boy I better go hide now because I've lost count of how many times I've called Kanato a nasty purple gremlin.

I'm a Subaru stan but if I see someone insult Subaru, I don't get upset. I realize he has his flaws too and he won't be everyone's cup of tea. That's totally fine like go and call him a sad piece of emo trash for all I care. He might be my oshi, but in the end he's also just a bunch of pixels on a screen lol.

(😳 wait can i say “senpai noticed me”? Although i’m not too fond of this kind of “notice” and i don’t think it’s something i should be proud of it either, but still 🥹🤣💀🙈💗

Also… i deeply apologize for this massive tornado of… whatever it is 😭)

And 😭💦 I have no problem with Ayato tho? It started when i start wondering why the reasons i heard didn’t came from the inside of Ayato’s route (instead, as you can see, people compare his route to the other S boys’ routes, aka the external. Oh and actually an anon told me that problems lie in bad writing and horrible ending, that’s the first one for me. 🙌) So i just started analyzing things using internal infos in his route and speak it up in the form of an opinion. 🤔 Then people misunderstand what i said and see it as “i’m attacking Ayato”, and all of this happened. So… Thank you, but i’ll pass that 1st sentence in the 2nd paragraph to any other person who couldn’t say “i hate this character” in this fandom. 🥺💗 Sigh…. I do wish people can be chill and understanding like you and some people i know as well. Realizing all of this things isn’t that hard. 😔

#Diabolik lovers #Ask #😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳