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guywithn0name · 9 hours

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-Alphabet headcanons-

;re2r Leon Kennedy

Leon Kennedy x any gender reader

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This is set in a universe where no zombies ever happened and he’s just a silly little happy rookie cop :) I’ve written wayyyyyy too many alphabet heacanons by now, this is my third already (-｡-; I’m also so inactive lately like wtfff (◞д◟)

Warnings: not proofread

-‘A’ is for AFFECTION (how affectionate are they?)

He’s super affectionate. He might be a bit too shy and awkward to show his affection in a physical way at first, but after a while he’ll sometimes hold your hand or give you a simple hug. He likes it when you initiate the hug or hand holding for example, it’ll definitely make him smile. Leon’s love language is words of affirmation and giving acts of service. He loves helping people and especially you in any way he can, he also likes giving and receiving affirming words, like a simple ‘great work’ or ‘you did well’.

-‘B’ is for BESTFRIEND (what are they like as a bestfriend?)

Leon is the type of guy to send you a meme in the middle of the night when he’s supposed to be sleeping with the caption like ‘USS!!’ or ‘we should do this sometimes(≧∀≦)’. Leon also always knows when you’re sick or something. It’s like his sixth sense. If you ever call him, even for something minor like needing something from the store. He’ll stop what he’s doing if he can just to do what you asked. (he can’t just stop working to help you, even if he wants to)

-‘C’ is for CUDDLES (how and do they like to cuddle?)

He really likes to cuddle with other you, even more after a long day of being a police officer. People always assume he’s the little spoon when you two cuddle, because he acts like a literal golden retriever around you. In reality he’s the big spoon normally, Leon liked the feeling of having his arms around you and holding you close like you’ll never disappear out of his life. He also likes it when you lay on his chest or something like that, he loves feeling your weight on him while you cuddle.

-‘D’ is for DOMESTIC (if they settle down, how will they help?)

He can’t cook, at all. Tho, Leon would be super excited to live with you. He would do all the other chores that he can, like doing the laundry, dishes and other minor housework like that. I also think he literally cannot iron clothes and he’s just too scared of burning himself or something while doing it. (Me too tbh-) He’s also a pretty neat person, but not in a neat freak way. He just can’t stand living in a messy environment.

-‘E’ is for ENDING (how would the break up go?)

Teary. Leon would probably at a 99.999% chance cry if y’all break up. If you cheated and he finds out he’s definitely crying. It doesn’t really matter on why you two broke up, but he’d definitely cry. Leon would probably have like a two or three week long really bad depressive episode.

-‘F’ is for FIANCÉ (how do they feel about marriage)

Leon wants to get married at some point, but he doesn’t want that until you’re both financially stable since he doesn’t want to mess it up. Tho, he’d probably buy a promise ring of types for you two since he also wants you to always remember he’s here and you just have to wait a bit for marriage if you want it.

-‘G’ is for GENTLE (how gentle are they?)

Leon is a pretty gentle guy. He’s an absolute sweetheart just in general, getting you gifts and he does other acts of service to you as a way to show his affection to you.

-‘H’ is for HUGS (do they like hugs?)

Leon loves hugs, no joke. He’d be a little weirded out if like a stranger hugged him, but if someone he knows hugs him. You better believe that he’s gonna be all smiles for a while after it.

-‘I’ is for I LOVE YOU (when do they say I love you for the first time?)

Leon would probably say ‘I love you’ for the first time on your second date. He was admiring you and it just kinda slipped out. Leon definitely was a blushing mess after realising he said ‘I love you’ to you.

-‘J’ is for JEALOUSY (do they get easily jealous? And if they do, what will they do?)

Leon isn’t a jealous person, he trust you and he knows you aren’t gonna cheat on him. But if someone comes up and flirts with you, and he sees you’re uncomfortable with it. Then he’ll try to defuse the situation by telling the person that you two are dating, or just taking you somewhere else if possible. It isn’t out of jealousy, very very rarely is it out of jealousy. Most of the time it’s because another person is flirting with you and you looked uncomfortable with the flirting.

-‘K’ is for KISSES (how often do they like to get or give kisses, and where?)

He likes getting kisses on his forehead or cheek, especially after a long day at the police station. Leon likes that sweet kind of love, so he likes giving you quick pecks on the lips or on your cheek. Leon does give less kisses in public than he does in private. I don’t think Leon is someone who does pda often.

-‘L’ is for LITTLE ONES (how are they with kids?)

He’s good with kids, even tho he might be a little awkward around them. Leon is also super gentle around kids. Picking them up carefully and just generally being a good guy around kids. Leon probably did a job babysitting some kids when he was a teenager, he just gives me that vibe of a past teenage babysitter. It also helps with his patrols sometimes when he has to talk to a child or something like that.

-‘M’ is for MORNINGS (how are mornings with them?

Leon likes to take his damn time in the morning and that’s why he’s always late to things. He’s faster on weekdays, but Leon takes extra long to get ready in the morning on weekends when you two don’t have any plans. He’s also pretty cuddly in the morning while he’s still groggy and half asleep.

-‘N’ is NIGHTS (how are nights with them?)

Leon definitely has a whole skincare routine along with a hair routine he does every night before bed. He also uses those headband things while he does his skincare and then after does his hair routine. Leon also falls asleep super easily, he’d be out like a light in a second.

-‘O’ is for OPEN (how open are they about themselves?)

Leon was pretty awkward at the start like I said earlier. But as time went on he started to open up more about his feelings and for example his parents death. It probably takes about a month or two for him to start to open up to you since he probably has some trauma of someone betraying his trust before so he just wants to be extra careful.

-‘P’ is for PATIENCE (how patient are they with you?)

Leon is one of the most patient people ever. He will wait as long as you need for you to open up to him. You will never meet someone as patient as him.

-‘Q’ is for QUIZZES (how much do they remember about you?)

Leon actually has pretty good memory. He’s good with faces but bad with names. He also remembers a good amount of small details you tell him, he’s also super attentive when you talk.

-‘R’ is for REMEMBER (what’s their favourite moment in the relationship?)

One of his favourite memories is when you two had your first kiss. Cheesy, I know. But Leon finds the first kiss such a special thing and you two definitely had your first kiss in a romantic and cute atmosphere. He was such a smily mess after it. Another one of his favourite memories was in the start of your relationship where you two were talking on the phone at like 1am and he was just talking about his interests all excited and you listed and asked questions time to time which made him even happier and talkier.

-‘S’ is for SECURITY (how protective are they?)

Leon isn’t really protective over you in a jealous way, but he will be there to protect you if you ask him to. He knows how to fight since he is a police officer after all.

-‘T’ is for TRY (how much effort are they putting into the relationship, dates and ect?)

Leon definitely has your anniversaries up in his calendar and you two go on a date when you have your anniversary. He also always remembers your birthday and gets you something on Valentine’s Day. He really cares about this relationship and doesn’t wanna mess it up so he always makes sure to put a lot of effort into the relationship.

-‘U’ is for UGLY (what’s a bad habit of theirs?)

Leon has a tendency to forget to take care of himself when he’s busy or just overwhelmed. He forgets to eat and even shower sometimes, and just taking care of himself in general. It would be good if you reminded him every once in a while and make or get him some food to eat, even a tiny snack or a bottle of water would be greatly appreciated.

-‘V’ is for VANITY (how insecure are they?)

Leon isn’t actually really insecure, just awkward really. His favourite part of himself is his eyes, but he doesn’t really have a least favourite part about himself. All in all, he isn’t very insecure.

-‘W’ is for WHOLE (do they feel whole without you?)

No and yes. It depends on how close you to are, and on why you aren’t around at the moment. If he or you are just at work, or don’t live together he’ll miss you but he doesn’t feel incomplete. But if you’re gone for a long time for a trip or something, he’ll start missing you a lot and Leon’s gonna send you a lot of text to check if you’re okay and stuff. But If you leave him for good or he leaves you. It really depends on how close you two were. If you had a close relationship or friendship, he’ll definitely miss you. But if you weren’t that close, he’d still miss you but he’d probably get over it at some point.

-‘X’ is for XTRA (extra headcanons about them)

Leon loves it when you play with his hair, but he doesn’t admit it straight up. He’d just subtly hint at loving it. He 100% uses lip balm, have you seen his lips in the game? It’s just proof he uses it every day. The lip balm is also like a raspberry tasting one. Leon can’t handle spicy food in the slightest. Give him anything relatively spicy and he cannot handle it.

-‘Y’ is for YUCK (what can they not stand?)

A big ick for Leon is bad smells. Sorry not sorry. He doesn’t like them, at all. A big part of this is the fact he had to witnesses his family’s death, but just in general he doesn’t like them. That’s also why he always somehow smells good. (except like after working out bc ppl sweat bro) He uses those good smelling brands too.

-‘Z’ is for ZLEEP (how is to sleep with them?)

Bro is basically a living heater while sleeping. Leon is also the type of guy who just physically cannot sleep without a blanket on, he just can’t. Even if it gets too hot for him he will not and cannot sleep without a blanket on. He’s also a super heavy sleeper. Leon’s the guy in the sleepover who has like ten alarms in for him to wake up and he wakes up to none of them and proceeds to wake up everyone else with me. He wouldn’t even wake up if a while bomb fell down, he just wouldn’t.

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tsams-confessions · 3 days

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Here again with some more dnd-based headcanons!

I like to imagine Sun as a bard with almost zero charisma lol. This poor thing is more awkward than charming. However, he has an ability called "Accidental Rizz" where he becomes very charming to another person, but he can't control when it triggers.

I like to think that Solar is in charge of making and repairing the majority of their armour and weapons, since he's the party artificer. As I said before, he also dabbles in making little gadgets and potions. Maybe Jack-o-Moon is a creation of his in this AU as well. A smaller and more simplistic animatronic than they are. Maybe he made him to be his assistant but Jack is a bit scatter-brained. He gets easily distracted.

I think Earth and Moon would work amazingly together against enemies. She could shroud him with her abilities and buff his stealth, and she acts as the tank keeping him shielded from a lot of the damage. The group doesn't really have a "true" fighter so these two take on that role the most. They've gotten really good at working as a duo.

Lunar is a bit of a wildcard. He would very much do his own thing and be chaotic on the battlefield, not really synergizing with the others. Though he would be the most excited to use Solar's experimental potions in battle. I can imagine him zipping around enemies firing off lightening at them and then chucking potions at their heads. "Get glassed, idiots!"

Sun and Solar are the ones who usually keep a distance, with Solar using his inventions and Sun using his musical magic. That said, if things go south they can both step in. Solar is great with hand-to-hand and Sun's instrument is shockingly durable. He can and will swing it at your head!

Earth and Sun do the majority of the party healing, but everyone has had close calls and saved each others' butts before. Sometimes the difference between living and dying is Sun plucking a certain cord just in time, for example, and the family tends to spend those evenings closer together and somber as they huddle around the campfire.

Okay I'll stop here. These are just me letting my brain tumble out headcanons :3 I love the idea of these guys as a little rpg dnd-style family roaming about and taking up odd jobs for money. Oh the adventures they'd have.

#sun and moon show #the sun and moon show #tsams #sams #tsams confession #< block this if you dont want to see these #mod 1blood #the update ive been hoping we'd get #please come back with more when you have it im invested

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ryuichirou · 20 hours

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Dark headcanons feat. Idia

Anonymous asked:

Got any more super dark head canons for our favorite hikikomori? I’m a glutton for punishment, I know.🫠

Anonymous asked:

being normal is overrated. fuck it gimme your most messed up idia hcs nsfw and sfw

Ask and you shall receive, dear Anons, even if it happens several months later 😭

I want to thank you once again for your patience; one of the reasons why it took me this long was that I always get excited when we receive asks about darker scenarios. I got so excited that, I think, some of the hcs are kind of like short stories lol even though I didn’t want to make them too long… well, anyways.

So, dark and messed up hcs! Obviously Idia-centric; a lot of it is Mob/Idia. Starting on a lighter note, but then it gets more messed up.

(I’m not talking about the Tweels and Idia this time (I know there are asks about them too!), they’ll get another post <3 Let’s hope that I’ll finish it soon)

Sometimes he tortures himself by having internet arguments lol He doesn’t feel good when he argues with randos, even though it’s funny sometimes, but sometimes he continues to do it fully knowing that the conversation is completely useless. A couple of times he connected to his opponent’s webcam log and found footage of them masturbating. He could’ve easily used it to end the argument quickly, but for some reason no matter how heated he gets, he doesn’t do it. He thinks about it though.

Idia has seen every single cursed thing on the internet. Things that would make some people traumatised, things that are way too much even for Idia. If cursed things on the internet were an iceberg meme, to Idia Blue Waffle and One Guy One Jar would be the most basic tier. Something that everyone knows and isn’t as shocking. Sometimes he wonders how Azul-shi or Crimson Muscle would react to some of the stuff he’s used to seeing.

Same goes with porn, to be honest. Idia could go months without masturbating or watching porn, but he isn’t sure if it’s because of his low sex drive or because of how bored he is with porn. Regular porn doesn’t do it for him at all, with kinks he either gets into them or suddenly loses interest, his favourite hentai tropes are pretty messed up. He ended up watching some banned illegal stuff a couple of times just to see if he’d feel anything. The next day he was back to his favourite hentai tropes though.

Idia got groped during his entrance ceremony. He has no idea why he was picked out of every single person there, but he thinks it’s because of his hair: everyone’s silhouette is the same in the ceremonial robe, but his hair makes him stand out. Even though his butt is small… When it happened, Idia got so shocked that he just stood there still, allowing them to touch him. He was upset, but at the same time remembered all the hentai and doujins that started this way, and it resulted in him feeling a weird mix of deep disgust and arousal. He had no idea if anyone noticed him getting molested, and if anyone saw that he had a boner, but he sure felt like every single person was looking at him and judging him. He got traumatised by that, but the situation was so bizarre to him that he came without touching himself after returning to his room as quickly as possible.

Despite being shy and antisocial, Idia is very cocky, and he was especially cocky when he was a freshman. Living with 3 other people was a huge stress for him, and as we talk about living with them 24/7, his natural response to stress was to start talking shit. He felt intimidated by everything and everyone back then, and at the same time felt super annoyed because he was a genius who was much more skilled and smart than most of his senpai, and definitely smarter than the goons that he had to share a room with. Long story short, his roommates thought he was weird and bullied him every time Ortho wasn’t around for some reason (i.e. when he was charging): stole his clothes and pillows, threw stuff at him, talked shit about him, not even trying to be quiet about it. One time they dogpiled him on his own bed and made him pee himself. The other time they wrote swear words all over his body, talking about how all this were the things that people called him when he wasn’t listening. Idia got his revenge after that (yay doxing), but he is a bit scared of these guys to this day.

Idia’s second year wasn’t much better because he still had to share a room with a guy. And if the first bunch were bullies that Ortho really didn’t like (he tried to protect Idia, but couldn’t do it all the time), his roommate during his second year was more sneaky. He had good relationship with Ortho, so Ortho didn’t mind leaving these two alone in the room. He even asked Idia to try and befriend the guy because he really thought Idia needed friends. Idia hated the guy though because not only did he treat him just as badly as the previous group, he also constantly threatened that he would complain about Ortho being dangerous, just to make Idia anxious to lose his knight in shining armor. This got so bad that he made Idia cry like a baby one time because the guy convinced him that he would make everything to take Ortho away from him. And Idia isn’t an idiot; he knew that this wasn’t as simple, but something about the way the guy said it made him break down and cry pathetically.

Idia pretty much lived in fear for an entire year, and somewhere around the middle of the first semester the guy started molesting him. Ortho didn’t intervene because Idia tried his best to hide it from him, even when the guy started demanding Idia to suck him off and started sticking fingers up Idia’s ass, mostly to humiliate him. This is why Idia thought that he was either a masochist or just unstable, because while he absolutely hated it, he felt like he also didn’t mind it enough. The guy got kicked out of NRC before he actually raped (=put his penis into Idia) him, and while Idia was super happy, he also felt disappointed. As if Idia deserved bad things to happen to him… or was he actually into this dynamic and wanted to feel punished and used by someone who treats him like shit? He was never into butt stuff before, but he felt himself aching for a dick that he sucked for months while the guy was humiliating him.

Sometimes Idia fantasises about getting violated by other NRC students. It’s not like he looks at them and sighs dreamily, more of a “what if/how would he do this” type of way. He thinks it’s just his morbid curiosity, and even thinks that it’s very self-centered of him to think that Azul or Rook or Sebek or Lilia or Cater or anyone else would want to rape him, but… what if? He has pretty solid scenarios in his head for some of them, it’s surprisingly easy to come up with them based on their interactions…

Idia kind of likes it when his entire head is being hidden during sex. Well, likes the idea of it. Maybe it’s due to the fact that it keeps him anonymous, but the idea of a bag on his head or a hole-in-the-wall thing kind of tickles him. He had a bunch of dreams about getting stuck in a hole in the wall and then being used as a fuck toy. These dreams always end with someone somehow recognising him and calling him “Idia?” though, so Idia wakes up covered in sweat.

One time Idia almost became one of those people who die due to strangling themselves during masturbation. And he isn’t even into this type of stuff, he just wanted to try to see if it would work or not. He didn’t pull his pants down or anything, he tried to do it through clothes, so he was fucking lucky that Ortho woke up just in time to see him passed out with a noose around his neck. Poor Ortho got so worried and obviously came to wrong conclusions, but Idia felt way too embarrassed to confess about the actual reason why he ended up in this situation… it feels horrible knowing that he made Ortho so worried and upset and heartbroken, but he just couldn’t say that he did it to feel good when he orgasms.

#replies #headcanons #idia shroud

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chilschuck · 9 hours

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Hear me out...

Witch/mage half-foot reader x chilchuck? Iy would be cute i think?

Maybe they have that carefree, mad hatter-y vibe that makes chil grow white hairs every single moment lol

(sorry for any mistakes, english isnt my first language)

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ THIS IS SUCH A CUTE IDEA and i hope i did it justice!!! struggling to write for some reason lately but i got this out for you and i’m so happy that i finished it!!

— CHILCHUCK: x mage half-foot!reader.

꒰ warnings: ꒱ none, sfw + gn!reader!

꒰ wc: ꒱ 570

✦ hope this turned out okay!!! i am trying to get out at least one request a day! <3 enjoy!!

✦ You made it very known you were interested in joining the party, and Laios suggested it wouldn’t be too bad to have another magic user around. Since no one had really any objections to it, you became the party’s second half-foot member.

✦ With a smaller amount of mana than other races, you used your magic in smaller bursts. Even with having to be more observant of when you used it, you were definitely more of a carefree soul than the other members.

✦ Running headfirst into whatever monster made an appearance was common for you, and Chilchuck grabbing you by the collar and pulling you to safety with him was as well. You seemed to have a knack for making Chilchuck grow more gray hairs, whether it be by scaring the hell out of him with reckless behavior or disappearing for a span of time before popping up right behind him. (He didn’t want to guess what exactly you went off to do.)

✦ Chilchuck, when given the chance, would grab you by your shoulders to get onto you about your reckless behavior. To his dismay, you usually gave him that sly, carefree grin you always did. You two were definitely polar opposites in some regards, and Chilchuck had to routinely keep his heart from stopping when you put yourself in danger.

✦ That isn’t to say you weren’t skilled at what you do: even Chilchuck knew you had talent. It was more so that you had a bit more fun than needed, which caused the already older half-foot to feel like he’s aging more.

✦ All his concerns and reprimanding aside, he really did enjoy your company. Maybe it was your whimsical sort of outlook or the way you carried yourself, but he was definitely drawn to you. The first time he realized this was when you scared him so badly that he thought he had lost you. After letting him know you were fine and that it’s nothing some healing won’t fix up, he knew you had begun to grow on him.

✦ You made sure to tease him about his concern over your wellbeing, letting him know you were more than capable of taking care of yourself. Maybe even purposefully putting him on edge with some of your shenanigans just to see him freak out a little.

✦ Secretly, Chilchuck admired how gutsy you were, even if your mad hatter-like personality gave him heart palpitations. He wondered what it must be like to not have any concerns like that, sometimes catching his attention being solely on you and your work.

✦ It didn’t help that you and your personality were pretty charming, after all. Maybe he even found it cute how engrossed in certain aspects of magic you’d get. And how excited you got when you succeeded at something. Also how you’d sometimes catch yourself daydreaming and get lost in thought. The list goes on, much to his dismay.

✦ The half-foot would always deny it, but sometimes Marcille sees the way he looks at you and absolutely teases him. Apparently, it reminds her of a romance novel she read once, about a grumpy man and this mage that taught him how to live life to the fullest. Chilchuck swatted her away, trying his best to ignore the feeling in his chest at that. He definitely has some thinking to do… (And feelings to acknowledge!!)

— dividers by @/cafekitsune! <3

#⟡ lilia writes! 🌿#୨ chilchuck my beloved ୧ #hoping this turned out well WAUGH #brain is not working for some reason #shakes myself around #chilchuck x reader #chilchuck tims x reader #dunmeshi x reader #delicious in dungeon x reader #dungeon meshi x reader

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dipperscavern · 1 day

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idk if you would write but i would love to see in ur style a tyrell!reader x robb. imagine being the winter rose? omg living the biggest dream by being a beauty of the seven realms, having tales of ur beauty passed on, and then being betrothed to robb as a mean of house tyrell to guarantee their safety, but still, theres no northern or southern who can resist the tyrell beauty and robb is one of them

nana.. this ask did things to me. i love this idea smsmsm & thank u for sending it in !!

tyrell beauty was never anything that could be denied — by friend or by foe.

you & your twin sister, margaery, were the greatest testimonies to that. while margaery was no doubt beautiful, tales of your beauty had spread throughout the seven kingdoms. singers, poets, servants & kings alike had all heard and contributed to the spread of the tale of the tyrell rose — not only beautiful in physical aspects, but a gorgeous personality to match.

you & margaerys older brother, loras, was also rumored for his looks. safe to say, you three were widely known.. the beauties of house tyrell.

even the north, cold and harsh as it was, was not exempt from hearing the tales of you & your siblings beauty. jokes and speculations had long passed around winterfell, only increasing tenfold when hearing about house tyrell’s rumored interest in forming an allegiance with the north. when bran, rickon, & arya stepped into the castle, covered in dirt & almost soaking wet from that days ministrations, jory only sighed seeing them, ushering them to baths with a mutter of-

“the beauties of winterfell…”

robb only laughed at the teases he heard about you & your siblings, but sometimes found his thoughts wandering to you. his mind often drifting to think about the tyrell rose, absurd childlike questions, that he should’ve pushed away as quickly as they entered his mind. do the tales do your beauty justice? what are you like in person? are you warm? would you like him? what would you think of the north?

he focused on training, doing as he was told & preparing to become lord of winterfell one day, although he couldn’t stop the fleeting thoughts about you that arose every once in a while. a child’s dream, he thought.

so you can imagine his surprise when his father & mother sat him down, telling him of the alliance house tyrell wanted to make with house stark..

through marriage.

robb felt like he was dreaming. the beauty of the seven kingdoms, betrothed to him? he could barely keep the smile off his face, wanting to not only improve stature to his house, but do his duty as a husband. excitement pooled in his gut, as theon clasped his hands on robb’s shoulders at dinner, congratulating him. theon’s hands waved in the air, saying something about-

“the beauty and the beast..”

any other night he would’ve gotten a shove to the ground, but robb only threw him a playful smile. even theon’s relentless teasing couldn’t ruin this for him. if he was to be lord of winterfell one day, he’d need a strong woman by his side — he dreamed of a relationship like his mother and fathers, and he prayed in the godswood to the old gods that night, that they would guide your union as man and wife.

in the days leading up to your arrival at winterfell, countless preparations were made. the tyrell host was large, and all of the starks had done their parts to prepare to receive it. you were to stay in winterfell for a week before the wedding, and your family would leave shortly after. you had handmaidens and a few select soldiers to stay with you at winterfell, and you could visit high garden anytime you wanted in the near future. you asked your grandmother if she would visit you in winterfell again after the wedding, but she only put a hand over your own & said it would take the Father himself to drag her back to that “frozen wasteland”.

the day you arrive, robb thinks he’s might jump out of his skin, he’s so nervous. still, he puts on a brave face for his & his families sake, wanting to be everything you need and more.

you, margaery, and the queen of thornes are riding in the wheelhouse, while ser loras is in front of it, mounted on a white mare. his armor glints in the sunlight, doing wonders to illuminate his face. he’s handsome, robb can admit, and that only makes his curiosity increase about you & your sister. & once you both step out of the wheelhouse, robb feels his heart skip as many beats as it can without killing him.

a few of your cousins step out first, giggly as they curtsy to the starks and stand respectively to the side. margaery is next, gorgeous auburn hair & a button nose, a flattering dress with the tyrell colors proudly on display, and a sweet smile to accompany it all. she curtsy’s as well, standing more in front of the wheelhouse, as loras dismounts and moves to stand next to her.

when you step out of the wheelhouse, robb’s breath hitches. his body forgets every single instinct he’s ever had, & he has to remind himself to breathe, as to not kill himself. you’re beautiful. stunning. a sight for sore eyes. he doesn’t think there’s any word in the common tongue that can be used to describe your beauty without downplaying it. it seems like nobody can tear their eyes off of you, your aura doing wonders to brighten the damp atmosphere.

you curtsy to them all, along with a smile he wishes would never leave your face. robb can’t tear his eyes from you, even when you move to offer your hand to the queen of thornes as she steps out. you meet robb’s gaze in the moment everyones attention is not on you. the corner of his mouth tilts up in a smirk as he winks at you. you only tilt your head, brows lightly furrowing as you smile at him. your gaze falls to the floor as blush rises to your cheeks, retracting your hand from your grandmothers and smoothing out your gown.

pleasantries are exchanged, you and robb stealing glances to each other every so often. lady olenna & a few of your cousins go with ned stark & lady catelyn, moving to discuss the wedding, among other things. you take robb’s arm as he escorts you, margaery, and loras to where you’ll be staying at. robb drinks in every moment with you.

you’re gorgeous, soft, & warm. you have a kind heart, a love for the arts and children, and you’re very kind. your shy nature bubbles away as you grow more comfortable in each others presence.

that night, a great feast is held. everyone of the starklings is made to be in attendance, and robb prays that arya can keep her withering resolve just a little bit longer. you’re sat beside him, softly laughing at a remark ned had made. robb’s heart warms at the sight of you & his father getting along, but is quickly forgotten when he sees arya dash away & out of the hall. guards are sent after her, and robb bites back a smile at her daring antics.

he’s snapped out of his thoughts as your hand clasps his bicep, his head turns towards you as you lean into speak in his ear.

“forgive me, i must be excused. i’ll return shortly.” you say, a reassuring smile making its way onto your face as you get up. robb only nods, sighing in an attempt to soothe his frayed nerves.

it’s a few minutes later when the queen of thornes sits next to him, striking up light conversation. judging his character, no doubt. at the end of it she nods her head in approval, asking him to please find her granddaughter — wherever she’s run off to. robb stands up with an-

“of course, my lady.”

moving to follow the direction you went in. it takes him outside, and he looks around, before his gaze settles on you & a small form behind you, a guard approaching in front of you. robb was lucky to be in earshot of you.

“pardon, my lady, we’re looking for arya underfoot, ned starks daughter. ‘bout yay high, brown of hair. have you seen ‘er ‘round?”

you were stood beside a pillar, one arm behind your back as you discreetly pressed arya further behind you. one shift of your form & arya would be revealed, dragged back to the festivities she had just escaped from. robb watched you from afar, careful not to give away your position — but close enough to hear & see your response. curiosity spread through him as he and the guard both awaited your answer.

your brows furrowed in faux confusion, looking at the guard with a soft expression.

“i must confess, i haven’t seen her. brown of hair, you said?”

the guard swallowed, nodding as he eyed you up & down. you smiled sweetly at him.

“i will be sure to keep an eye out, ser…?”

you slightly raised your brows, and the guard quickly gave you his name. you repeated it to him, and the guard nodded, smiling.

“would you be so kind to escort me back to the festivities? a castle like this.. it’s so easy to get lost.”

the guard quickly agreed, not being able to resist you, & robb is enamored, having witnessed the tyrell charm firsthand. what happens next seals the deal for robb.

as you move to take the guards arm, you spot loras patrolling, his path sending him to pass on the other side of the pillar that you’re at. the eye contact between you both is minimal, and robb almost misses your eyes slightly widen & the small nod of his head. with one swift move, you’re grasping the guards bicep & using your other hand to gently push arya to your older brother, as he outstretches his hand just enough for arya to get the hint. as you walk off, loras has one hand on aryas shoulder, ushering her off with a wink — & robb watches the smile grow on aryas face as she slips away.

yeah, he thinks. you’re perfect.

his winter rose.

sorry if this was too long or not what you were envisioning, but i had sm fun writing this !! tyrell supremacy

#game of thrones #asoiaf #robb stark #robb stark x reader #robb stark imagine #robb stark prompt #robb stark x tyrell reader #also #i said loras was on patrol because it just made sense to me idk 😞#perhaps don’t flame me chat #anyways i need his children #dippys asks #goodnight chat

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The Interview - Chapter 19

The Interview - A Captain America Fanfic

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Rating: E

Warnings: smut (M/F, vaginal sex)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Melody Danes

Word Count: 2873

Summary: Melody Danes gets the break of a lifetime when as a lowly intern, she’s assigned to write a profile piece on Captain America. Steve Rogers is a hard man not to fall for and as she and Melody get closer and Melody’s career takes off, jealousy leads to sabotage, and the potential to bring her whole world crashing down.

Chapter 19

There were two months of what Melody could only describe as pure bliss. Work was exciting and fulfilling. She was loving her home life. She was getting more time to have a life outside of paying bills and was making time for hanging out with friends and starting new hobbies. She’d been going out on group dates with her, Steve, Bucky, Bobbi, Matthew, and Sam. They were quickly becoming a new family group and she hoped they all worked out because she’d hate to lose those dinners. Best of all, things between her and Steve were calm and it felt like they’d reached some new milestone in the relationship that she couldn’t quite name. It was more domestic and yet felt deeper. They had started to talk about their futures more. It wasn't intentional sit-down and talks about getting married and having kids and what religion they planned to raise them. It was more that they casually dropped those things into other conversations like they were inevitable. Steve had mentioned wanting to take her to Europe sometime. She had said something about what they’d kids would look like. They’d both casually mentioned parts of town they’d like to move to together.

Melody had never felt so on the same page as someone before. Every relationship she’d had up until Steve, she’d felt the ticking clock counting down to the end of the relationship. She did not doubt that Steve was for keeps and she’d debate whether or not to take him home to meet her parents.

It was a tricky situation. Her relationship with her parents had been strained since she and Bobbi came out. They still talked but it was much more shallow than it used to be. They never asked if she was seeing anyone and conversations about Bobbi were usually fairly shallow.

“I love that you are mad at them on my behalf,” Bobbi said when Melody brought the topic up with her. “But if you want to take Steve back to meet your parents, you should do it. You know they love you, and I even know they still care about me. But they’re just having trouble coming to terms with the fact that we’re not who they thought we were. I plan to take Bucky back home, at the very least to meet Stella, Isla, and Ro. Hopefully, my Mom and Dad will want to meet him too. I live in hope.”

“Yeah, but I thought they were people that they showed they weren't too,” Melody said. “Why do I have to be the bigger person? It’s their job to accept me how I am. Not the other way around.”

“Think about this then,” she said. “What if you and Steve end up getting married? Would you want that to happen without them there?”

She huffed and nodded. “No. I guess I’d want them to be there.”

“So do the trip. Let Steve meet them,” she said. “You don’t have to go easy on them about the stuff you’re mad about. You can make sure they know that you’re bi and I’m trans and they need to get used to it. But you aren’t going to mend any fences here ignoring them,” she said. “Besides, if anyone could get through to them, it’s Captain freaking America.”

It had left Melody with a lot to think about and she’d decided that maybe before taking Steve home they needed a deep conversation about what they wanted in their lives.

She had met Steve for lunch at the diner they’d met for their first interview, though this time she was dressed far more casually than she had been back then. He’d gotten there before her and when she’d come in and she’d caught his eye, his whole face lit up. Melody wondered if he’d always look at her like that. It made her feel like the most important person on the planet.

He stood before she got to the table and kissed her cheek, his hand running down her arm into her hand. “You look beautiful,” he said.

She chuckled. “I’m in shorts and a T-shirt. You’re just a flatterer.”

“Or maybe you’re always beautiful,” he said playfully.

She laughed, taking his hand and kissing his palm. “You are so smooth.”

“That’s what everyone always says about me,” Steve joked, running his hand along her jaw.

Melody picked up the menu and began to browse it. “You know what I’m going to have today?” Steve asked.

She looked up at him over the menu. “Pancakes?” she said hopefully.

“Well, no,” he said. “I want to get a Reuben. But - I will get it with a bowl of soup and a slice of pie à la mode.”

“Look at you,” Melody said. “Sugar at lunchtime.”

“I know,” he said. “I’ll be all hyped up and then crash and need a long nap.”

Melody broke down into silent giggles, her shoulders shaking. “What an easy job you must have to be able to take naps in the afternoon.”

“Oh yeah,” Steve said. “Piece of cake. Anyone could do it.”

Melody hid her face as she broke down into laughter. Her leg bumped against his under the table. He put his hand on hers and squeezed it. “Do you know what you’re having?” he asked.

“I think I might go with the wild mushroom potato pancakes,” she said.

He smiled at her. “Well at least one of us is getting the pancakes, even if they’re potato ones.”

“That’s what I thought,” Melody said.

Steve’s eyes flicked over the menu as they waited for the waitress to come over. After they’d ordered and she took the menu away, he turned his full attention to her. “I was considering that Thanksgiving lunch. I think more out of novelty than anything. Where else can you get whole turkey legs like that?”

“The only things I can think of are Disney and Universal Studios,” Melody said.

Steve looked startled at her answer. “Really?”

“Yeah, they sell huge drumsticks so you can feel like a caveman,” she answered and mimed taking a bite of one.

He laughed. “Is it weird that I’m more tempted to go to a theme park because of that than I would have been otherwise?”

“Well yes, because you don’t like eating in front of strangers,” she said.

Steve laughed hard, his hand going to his chest. “That’s true. Maybe all I needed was the ability to eat turkey legs like a caveman.”

Warmth bloomed in Melody’s chest and she linked her fingers with his under the table. She wished they were sitting on the same side of the booth because she wanted to snuggle right into his side. Seeing Steve as relaxed and happy as this felt like a blessing reserved just for her.

“Speaking of Thanksgiving,” she said. “Did you have plans?”

“Not really,” he said. “I sometimes go down and spend it with Sam and his sister. Sometimes the team spends it together. A lot of us don’t have families, so it just depends on if anyone else takes pity on us. Though I was hoping I’d spend it with you this year.”

She wrinkled her nose at him playfully. “Really? I was hoping that too.”

“I figured that’s why you asked. Would it be with Bobbi too?” he asked. “You, me, Bucky, and Bobbi. That could be fun.”

“No Sam and Matt?” she asked.

“Well, Sam will be going to his sister,” Steve said. “But don’t tell Matthew, I think Sam wants to take him home to meet her.”

“Oh, I hope Mattie can do it,” she said. “He is so into Sam.”

“That feeling is very mutual,” Steve said.

She leaned over the table, taking Steve’s hands. “I’m so into you,” she said.

He smiled and leaned into her. “That feeling is mutual too,” he said, pecking her lips.

They were interrupted by the waitress with their coffees. They sat back in their seats and Steve thanked her as she filled their cups. She blushed a little and mumbled something about it being her pleasure before leaving them alone again.

“So was it with Bobbi?” he asked.

“Well…” she said. “Maybe. I just wanted to float the idea of taking you home to meet my parents.”

Steve blinked at her, the surprise written all over his features. “I thought you were estranged.”

“Well, yes. Kind of. We don’t talk a lot and when we do it’s very shallow,” she said. “But they are my family, and I think we’re serious. Right? We’re in this for the long term?”

Steve looked at her confused. “Yes. Of course. I didn’t even know that was a question.”

“I just want to make sure we’re on the same page, because going home is stressful. I want you to meet them if you want to meet them. But also to introduce them to the person I plan to spend the rest of my life with. So I just want to make sure that’s where you think we’re going too,” she explained. Steve opened his mouth to say something and she held up her hand to stop him. “I know you love me. And this isn’t about pressuring you. I don’t expect this conversation to end and for you to start looking for engagement rings. I just want to make sure that we have all our cards on the table so that in a few years we don’t end up finding out that our ideas of having kids are completely different and it’s a deal breaker.”

A soft smile crossed Steve’s face and he reached over, taking her hands again. “Wow, you have been overthinking this a lot haven’t you.”

“Well, here’s the thing,” she said.

The waitress chose that moment to bring over their food. It took a moment for her to put out the plates and top up their coffees. She was definitely enjoying her opportunity to talk with Steve. Not that Melody could fault her.

Steve thanked her and told her everything looked great and once again she blushed before she left them alone.

“She’s really star-struck,” Melody said.

“She’s being very sweet,” he said. “She’s really trying not to let it affect our experience. I’ve had people try to insert themselves into my meal.”

She laughed. “I hope not literally.”

Steve wrinkled his nose and bared his teeth. “God, I hope not too.”

Melody let her laughter taper off as she cut up her potato pancakes and Steve pulled his sandwich closer and tore it in half. “What were you saying?” Steve asked. “About why you were overthinking taking me home?”

She sighed and took a bite of her food as she gathered her thoughts again. “Okay. I knew Bobbi was trans long before she came out to anyone else. She was scared of telling her parents. They’re not conservative… but they were pretty traditional about gender roles. We were never ever worried about my parents accepting us. They were always really outspoken about LGBT rights. So when Bobbi came out, her parents told her they didn’t want her in the house living a lie and corrupting her sisters. We knew - we didn’t even doubt for a second - that my parents would let her stay with us. But when we came to ask, there was a lot of stammering and making excuses. Our moms are really close, that’s why we call each other cousins. So we thought maybe she didn’t want to do that in case it upset Bobbi’s parents and she’d lose the friendship. Eventually, Mom settled on them maybe having a point and that Bobbi should think about how she was affecting everyone else. I got really pissed. I was so angry at them. I said that this was who Bobbi was and that she was our family and they needed to accept that about her, and I yelled at them. I asked if they’d feel the same way if I brought home a girlfriend. They didn’t take that well either. They said don’t be stupid and that I’d always had boyfriends. They couldn’t even fathom the thought that I could be bi and told me I was just trying to hurt them and it was just a phase. I couldn’t believe it. Bobbi and I went and stayed in our car that night. Bobbi couldn’t stay in a women's shelter, but she made me stay in one for a couple of nights. Then found a friend we could couch surf with until college started.”

Steve had listened carefully through the whole story, and he’d taken her hand and held it as she spoke. “I’m so sorry, honey. For both of you. That must have been such a letdown for you.”

She nodded and took a breath. “So if I bring you home to meet them, it’s going to be a thing. They’ll think they were right about it being a phase or just me trying to hurt them.”

“So you want to be sure that I’m here for the long run,” he finished for her. “Well, I can tell you, I think about my future and you’re a part of that. I do want to get married one day. I don’t know what you think about that.”

“I think that - if I was in love with someone and they didn’t want to get married, that wouldn’t be a deal breaker, but I would love to get married,” she said. “And if I think about us in the future, we’re married.”

He smiled and lifted her hand and kissed it. “Me too.”

They took a moment, just looking at each other. His gaze was so full of love that it was almost overwhelming. She leaned over the table and stole a kiss. His hand went to her cheek, holding her there for a moment longer than she’d intended and when she sat back she smiled at him.

“Where would we live?” she asked.

“I keep picturing us in Brooklyn,” he said. “Is that weird?”

“Well, it’s where you think of as home,” she said. “So no. That’s a bit of a move from here though.”

“It is. Would you do it?” he asked.

“I think so. If we found somewhere we both liked that we could afford,” she said. “It’d be a bit of traveling for work, but I think we could handle that.”

“It’d be a nice place to raise kids. We’d be more likely to be able to afford a place with a yard,” he said.

Melody had her fork halfway to her mouth and her face broke into a huge smile. “You’ve thought about us having kids?”

He nodded. “Yeah. I’ve thought about it. I get scared sometimes. I feel like the work I do - it doesn’t exactly lend itself to a family life. But I must want it because I think about it so much.”

“I feel like I could be happy without them,” she said. “But I do want to be a mom.”

“Yeah,” he said. “I think that might be a good way to describe how I feel.”

Melody finished up her pancake and took a sip of her coffee. “Do you want to go to Oregon with me for Thanksgiving and meet my parents?”

“I’d love to,” Steve said.

The waitress came over and topped up their coffees again and when Steve finished his soup and sandwich she brought his pie. Steve shared it with her and they ate together talking about much less serious topics. The stress she had felt had melted away and while she knew it would come back later when it fully hit her about the logistics of taking Steve Rogers home to meet her parents, for now, she was just happy to feel so safe where she was with Steve.

Her stress returned much sooner than she’d expected, because when they stepped outside the diner they were immediately surrounded by a wall of press, filming, taking photos, and calling out to them.

It was the first time they’d ever been swarmed by the press. Up until now, there were just vague rumors they were dating and no one seemed to care. Melody had spent enough time around celebrities to be used to this level of intense press scrutiny, but this was the first time she’d ever been blindsided by it. She recognized many of the faces in the crowd, including a couple of the celebrity gossip reporters from the Daily Bugle. The invasion of privacy from her own workplace made her blood boil.

“Shit,” Steve cursed. “We were having such a good run.”

He shielded her body, putting his arm around her shoulders and using his bulk to hide her from the cameras, and began to muscle his way through the crowd. “I’m sorry, honey. I figured they’d get us one day. I wonder if it was the waitress who told them. Maybe she heard us talking about getting married and having kids?”

“Maybe…” Melody said, but she wasn’t so sure. It was possible of course. She had been excited that she was serving Steve and it could be that she’d spread the word out of excitement. Somehow Melody doubted it. This, she felt, might be her fault.

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#marvel #avengers #steve rogers #captain america #steve rogers fanfic #captain america fanfic #steve rogers x oc #steve rogers x ofc #ofc #original character fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #smut #the interview #avengerscompound

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despite loving being trans i always do long to having boy teenage years/upbringing. But. im also autistic. i think that even if i was AMAB i wouldnt have gotten that classic boy life. that realization both deepens the grief yet relieves the feeling because i know that that wouldnt have been me anyway.

#its weird longing for something that others can get so easily. so naturally. wanting something they dont even think about.#its not meant for me.#in all of my teenage life i get half a year of that living as a guy. and only at school. i have to make do.#its hard looking at people younger than me that are already on HRT or have even had surgeries. the world seems so unfair because im not at.#... that point yet. but i know that i have to be gratefull aswell. some people discover theyre trans way later than i did. i imagine that..#... aswell long for what i have. knowing im trans at 16 and living in a country with fairly good trans care (although the waiting lists...#...are hell). im lucky. i know that. yet. sometimes the pain hits harder than the delights. i want to be happy for people on HRT. for...#... people that easily pass. but they remind me of everything i dont have yet.#i need to remember that deep down were all the same. i dont have it the best nor is my situation the worst. its just something thats...#... unfortunately a huge part of my life.#anyway. rant done. im excited to be an out trans guy in uni.#i need to stop thinking help.#its not bringing anything good rn :/#YAY transgenderism 6=w=9 #sillyposting

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i have so much work to do for finals season which is frustrating bc on the one hand i'm very glad all my classes have project-based finals where i get to be creative instead of just doing an exam or a paper. however. i have a bad habit with every project-based final ever of accidentally getting an idea that's way too ambitious and creating more work for myself than i need to do

however this semester even tho i fell into that exact same trap my two most elaborate final projects each involve 1. editing a video essay which contains an interview i did with paul bellini and at least 45 seconds of it are bellini talking about why he thinks i have great potential as a comedian, and 2. editing a ten minute reel of the documentary footage i got on tour with scott. which of course involves rewatching various videos of me and scott being extremely chaotic together. so i stay winning ig

#my other finals include ''powerpoint presentation detailing the historical significance of mel brooks the producers''#and ''live sketch show that i actually don't have a significant role in but that's fine i have a different sketch class next semester''#(this sketch class was technically ''creating characters and solo performances'' and i really wish i could've done more)#(but also that whole interview-footage-debacle drained so much of my creative energy so sometimes doing the bare minimum is self care)#so i don't have a solo piece in the show. but i do get to say my favorite line in the whole show in a group sketch which is great #and i did sign up to perform an aubrey monologue in a sketch show in a suburb of boston next week #which is gonna be super interesting bc i've been looking to do more performing outside of my college #bc i've found that i don't think college kids are actually my target audience??? or at the very least i want to perform to a wider audience #it's frustrating bc for that show i have to trim the monologue down to 3 minutes but it's the tightest monologue i have and it's 5 minutes #so trimming it down feels like a game of jenga since it's so tight lmao #but honestly even if the performance bombs i'm mostly doing this so i can tell bellini about it lmao #he's so supportive of my comedy and he's been such a great help with my aubrey monologues i feel like this is bellini homework lmao #anyway i probably won't post the video essay publicly bc it's not the style of video essays i want to make #and it's too specific to the class it's for #but if people are interested in watching it i'll send you the vid when it's done #and for the tour video i'll probably post that or at least some version of it #bc that's just gonna be a fun teaser of ''here's the level of behind-the-scenes content you'll be getting from this doc!!''#and also a fun way to be like. audiences don't know me nearly as well as they know scott #but they will definitely know me by the end of this bc there are so many wild interactions i have on camera of me and scott being chaotic #anyway this post was mostly to organize my thoughts of what i still have to do this week #i am so ready to be done with school lmao i'm gonna be spending a full month in toronto this summer #and it's shaping up to be such an exciting time i can't wait

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sending laser beams to my professor with my mind. kenneth you said midterm grades would b up by this afternoon. it is officially TONIGHT and guess what? kenneth i would love to not be clenching my teeth in my sleep tonight. kenneth i will be sending you a bill in the mail. yes i know its probably a TAs responsibility but i blame you personally. i hate school

#i dont im having a lot of fun (genuinely) but it is often pretty stressful #did find out there are a few folks adjacent to my program doing zoonoses & climate change research so im very excited to chat w them next w #possibly directing my thesis towards one health. social epi gradually becoming less interesting #plus i think my strengths do lie in applying epi to biological concepts so. one health works there #my brain continually trying to get back to lyme disease :( sometimes i really do miss the east coast tbh!#not lying actually i think the number one thing i miss is the amt of vector borne disease research LMFAO #i do unfortunately kind of have a crush on a classmate so that's fine but whatever. grad school. men are nice to me and i lose my mind ig #need to go make out w a hot trans person i think that would solve my problems rn #but also it's nice to be so excited about someone deciding to sit next to me in every class :)#like wow how isolated have i been the last 3 years to be so delighted by like. active signs i have Officially Made Friends.#even if he does live like a block away from my dad and jokes every goddamn day like 'so i saw your dad yesterday' no you DIDNT shut UP #idk yesterday he sat right next to me in a class he usually sits w other people in and it sort of sent my brain off the edge and now im jus #yeah. sitting with this one. it's fine like it's normal. but wowie i do think it's my first time having a Big Ol Crush since (redacted)#a little scary for my animal brain i think but it's okay!#im 25 in like 3 ish weeks and i still get embarrassed about this stuff somehow? stupid.#he's just really nice and always really fun to talk to! i think i had to officially Sit With Myself today bc epi is doing a holiday party #and there's a baking contest and we were talking abt it in class and i was indecisive abt whether i want to participate #and he like fully cut me off and was like oh you should bake something so i can have some :)#and. well fuck now i have to lmao. IM SO EASY IT'S SO EMBARRASSING #good evening everyone. guess this is my journal now. anyway ken rice you owe me twenty dollars and i aim to COLLECT

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#this is gonna be kind of a vent and it may be incoherent so..#seeing everyone talk about how they want to leave dtblr these past few days is so relieving how are we all thinking the same thing at the #same time #idk for me I’m probably not gonna go anywhere but I cannot lie. the fact that our community is more discourse and neg than #actual talk about content is really draining sometimes #it also dosent help that there isn’t that much content recently that I find interesting aside from the occasional dream video #so I guess there really isn’t that much to talk about except for drantis and how much we either love or hate Karl Jacobs #tbh I miss lore LOL the fandom was more fun when that was going on + also it’s wayyy easier stomaching discourse about #fictional characters than real people #like don’t get me wrong I’ve neg posted about ccs too but sometimes this community will talk more about how they hate Karl than like. their #own faves content. like I don’t even care about Karl in the slightest but like it’s just draining when there’s so much negativity all the #time instead of like. live-blogging and excitement over new content #not just Karl tho I used him as an example but like. everyone on the ‘ccs dtblr hates’ list #AND it dosent. help that I don’t really care about George or sapnaps content like at all and Im more of just an sbi main who also likesdream #which sucks bc there aren’t many sbi fans that are normal enough about Dream to follow #so I don’t fit with that community either #and I still don’t really feel like I fit with dreblr too bc I’m more of a ctechno main but idk lol #and like the few non dtblr people I follow seem to always be having such a much better time than us which really dosent help #sorry for the random sad post lmao #I’ll probably delete later I just want to get it out of my system bc sometimes complaining about things makes you feel better about thething #and before anyone’s like ‘just leave why’re you sat here complaining’#I like this community and I like talking about my interests and reading posts about stuff I like on here #I haven’t really lost interest in the content there’s just a lack of it. I just wish the community was less neg all the time #like it’s even something I need to work on with myself lol #this is so long LMAO it’ll probably get deleted in a bit

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Ephesians 1:13-14

"13 And because of what Christ did, all you others too, who heard the Good News about how to be saved, and trusted Christ, were marked as belonging to Christ by the Holy Spirit, who long ago had been promised to all of us Christians. 14 His presence within us is God’s guarantee that He really will give us all that He promised; and the Spirit’s seal upon us means that God has already purchased us and that He guarantees to bring us to Himself. This is just one more reason for us to praise our glorious God!"

#Praise God for His mercy and grace!#We're going to live forever!#Eternal life with God!#I get so excited thinking about it sometimes that it makes me tear up #christianity #jesus #truth

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I love when the concept of the fanfic you’re writing literally makes you go feral, just utterly incoherent about it, you know it’s gonna be just *chefs kiss* so good

#the downside is that sometimes you have to look at yourself and go ‘hey. calm down’#bc the amount of excitement making you become incoherent about it. shockingly!! is a slight hindrance and deterrent #to the actual writing of the thing #hard to sit down and write a thing when you’re mentally doing backflips because of how much you love the story #shocking I know! more at 11 #hehehe #anyways I literally love fanfic wow #so glad I live in a day and age where ao3 exists #about me #me #personal #this is the one about [redacted] and [redacted] and comm signals btw 💗💕💗💕💗💕💗💕#me any time I think about it: adjdshafjllhssgjkgfjjfgh t h e m e s !!!

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emeraldgreaves · 2 years

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#emerald speaks #spent a lot of time analyzing communication styles today and here's something i've concluded:#i am good at analysis and terrible at anecdotes #and this is why my writing ends up leaning clinical and explanatory #and why i'm sure i end up leaning towards certain characters #EG i like writing in the voice of the guy who calculates every threat the second he enters a room and the guy who likes asking 'why' about e #everything new or exciting he encounters #and i am absolutely awful at the ones who are social butterflies or good at connecting #not everyone wants a solution. sometimes they just want to talk for the sake of knowing someone else can relate #identifying that split is something i'm bad at #i'm thinking about this wrt to the ofic project #so the exercise: is to have my characters tell stories. to have them tell other people about their lives #side benefit of improving my dialogue #it will make them feel more real to people who read them #when i write analysis it feels real to me but i come off like a robot to most everyone else #idk i feel like i've broken through something today. that's very fun.

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n0ct0urn1quet · 2 years

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guogugh. guguugoguguhg., sentimental hours

#nothin happened LOL i am just . oh i am thinkgin (positive)#im just sitting her elike oh wow im gonna. like. meet my gf in person in the next year or two at least #and !!!! idk its kinda funny i think abt it a lot n in my mind its like OH its not a big deal its gonna happen no mattr what so :]#but then sometimes i like REALLY think about it and im like oh my god. like. Im Gonna Meet Her One Day in person and. idk JSKDLKJG #its hard 2 explain !!!!! ig its just like when i passively think abt it im like oh yeah tahts neat :]#but then i REALLY start to think about it and im like no WAIT thats not just NEAT thats fucking EPIC ACTUALLY?? thats BASED?????#bc idk !!!!!!!!!! ig lately its been. like. Not As Bad. the distance has been Bearable. we're able to vc somewhat frequently and we can #video chat occasionally so its not like our only way of talking is thru text. sometimes i can acutaly verbally talk 2 her n that definitely #makes things. Better. yk what i mean. but idk cause now im just thinking n im like ougughh Ggrrouuggh (positive)#gough eve n just thinking abt meeting her is like givigng me butterflies im all . jittery. and i mean jittery in the most positive way poss #*possible. liek im not anxious jittery im just like EXCITED jittery. BUT LIKE ALSO KINDA ANXIOUS ??#BUT IN A GOOD WAY I PROMmy its that kind of anxious u get when something excited is gonna happen n ur all excited but like nervous #but in a good way. you get wha t i mean right. im just hrhngkdjnkjbhj!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! jlkdfgbkj :)#and I KNOW its gonna b a while its gonna b a few years im gonna have to save up to get a plane ticket n to afford to be able to like #have someone move my stuff from my state to her state (sinc i mgonna be living with her where she is) but. surely it cant be that expensive #anyways sory ive been going back and forth someone (cough cough loioks at my gf ocugh cOUhhhgh) sent me an ask on another blog #so ive bene going back n forth in typing in this post and in that other post and i m just Grrough (positive) alslo my head hurts ouchIE #anyways thats all this is kidn of a random post im just !!!!!! many thoguhts head full of positive thoughts JKSDJLKJLKG

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inkskinned · 7 months

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what is with men being mad any time a woman raises her voice where did that even come from. someone posted a video of a small electrical explosion, and the top comment was of course the woman screams. the second comment is women try not to scream challenge, level impossible. i had to go back and watch the video again. there is, somewhat fainty, a little gasp emitted off-camera, more of a yelp than a scream. it is mostly lost in the crack of the explosion. afterwards, you hear her voice, shaken, say, are you okay?

i am helping one of my friends train her voice pitch lower, because she wants to be taken seriously at work. she and i do each other's nails and talk about gender roles; and how - due to our appearance - neither of us have ever been able to be "hysterical" in public. we both appear young and sweet and feminine. she is cisgender, and cannot use her natural voice in her profession because people keep saying she appears to be "vapid". we both try to figure out if our purposeful voice lowering is technically sexist. is it promoting something when you are a victim to it?

a storm almost sends a pole through a car window. in the dashcam, you can hear the woman passenger say her partner's name twice, crying out in alarm. she sounds terrified. in the comments, she is lambasted for her lack of calm. how is that even fucking helping?

in high school, i taught myself to have a lower voice. i had been recorded when i was genuinely (and righteously) upset; and i hated how my voice sounded on the phone speakers when it was played back. i was defending my mom, and my voice cracked with emotion. it meant i was no longer winning the argument: i was just shrieking about it.

girls meet each other after a long summer and let out a little joyful scream. this usually stops around 12-14, because people will not tolerate this display of affection (as it has the effect of being passingly annoying). something about the fact that little girls can't ever even be annoying. we are trained to examine each part of our lives (even joy) for anything that could make us upsetting and disgusting. they act like teenage girls are breaking into houses and shrieking you awake at 3 in the morning. speaking as a public school educator: trust me, it's not that bad, you can just roll your eyes and move on. it does not compare to the ways boys end up being annoying: slurs in graffiti, purposefully mocking your body, following you after you said no. you know, just boy things.

there's another video of a man who is not allowed to yell in the house, so he snaps his fingers when he's excited about soccer. the comments are full of angry men, talking about how their brother is unfairly caged. let him express himself and this is terrible to do to someone. eventually the couple has to address it in a second video: they are married with a newborn baby. he was trying not to wake the infant up. there is no comment on the fact women are not allowed to yell indoors. or the fact that it could have been really alarming or triggering for his wife. sometimes i wonder if straight men even like women, if they even enjoy being in relationships with them.

for the longest time, i hated roller coasters because it always felt inappropriate and uncomfortable for me to scream. one of my friends called me on it, said it was unusual i'm so unwilling. i had to go to my therapist about it. i don't like to scream because i was not raised in a safe situation, and raising my voice would have brought unsafe attention towards me. even when i am supposed to scream, it feels shameful, guilty. i was not treated kindly, so i lack a basic form of self-protection. this is not a natural response. it is not good that in a situation of high adrenaline - i shut up about it.

something very bad is happening, i think. in between all the beauty standards and the stuff i've already discussed - this one feels new and cruel in a way i can't quite express. yes, it's scary and silencing. but there's something about how direct it is - that so many men agree with the sentiment that women should never yell, even in an emergency - it feels different.

is the word shriek gendered automatically? how about shrill or screech? in self defense class, one of the first things they tell you is to yell, as loud and as shrilly as you can. they say it will feel rude. most women will not do this. you need to practice overcoming the social pressure and just scream.

most women do not cry out, even when it's bad. we do not report it. we walk faster. we do not make a scene. what would be the point of doing anything else? no matter what we do, we don't get taken seriously. it is a joke to them. an instagram caption punchline. we have to present ourselves as silent, beautiful, captivating - "valuable."

a woman is outside watching her kids when someone throws a firecracker at them. she screams and runs towards her children. in the comments, grown men flock together in the thousands: god. women are so annoying.

#warm up #writeblr #this one has bothered me for a bit #any time a woman does something even passingly annoying we treat it like a fucking crime #hey man. women are allowed to be annoying. everyone forever is allowed to be passingly annoying #as long as they aren't hurting anyone/thing #like u wanna know something? i find it super annoying that men don't wear seatbelts #why arent there thousands of comments on driving videos thats just like : men try not to die in a car crash challenge #''this briefly annoyed me''. okay??????? AND????????????????? go get ur self a cookie and calm down about it #ur not entitled to control other ppl's experiences and emotions just so u can maintain ur own peace #if being briefly annoyed ruins ur whole day! you! need! therapy!!!!#men try not to become immediately angry about nothing challenge: level impossible #ps author is nonbinary. we didn't even get into the gender presentation thing #the fact men think it's SEXY that my voice is on the lower end....

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