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avocado-writing · 2 months

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Companions reacting to Tav telling them they love them right in the middle(or after) a fight?? Like Tav is just so in awe of seeing em in action<3

oh! So sweet! Absolutely, here you go anon - writing as if you’ve seen them do something magnificent in battle & are so overcome with love that you have no choice but to blurt it out! (some stuff under a cut for being a bit NSFW LMAO) plus mentions of blood & violence

Astarion

stabs someone attacking you from out of the darkness with such efficiency they’re dead before they hit the ground

you’re blown away by the bloodlust and fury in his eyes - how DARE someone try to hurt you?

”I love you,” you choke out, wide-eyed and trembling from fear and emotion.

he’s shocked, but reaches over to give you a quick and bloody kiss before stabbing someone approaching behind you and urging you to get back to the fight

tells you later it was very silly to be distracting yourselves like that… but he does appreciate it nonetheless 😌

Wyll

we’ve seen the way he’s introduced in game, we know he’s a fan of some showmanship

you see him deal with three opponents at once, Eldritch Blasts in one hand and rapier in the other, and shout that you love him almost instinctively

when he finishes seeing them off he leaps across the battlefield, spins you, and gives you a fiery kiss before darting back up to block another sword

you feel like you’ve had the air stolen from your lungs but quickly manage to recalibrate yourself - you have a fight to win!

you can’t help stealing glances at his fine form for the rest of the battle though 😏

Gale

we know canonically he gets turned on from watching you fight.

you yell out that you love him after seeing him sling the coolest Fireball? he’s putty in your hands afterwards.

so desperate, kissing you, begging for your hands to be all over him

“you are so wonderful, my heart… to see you in battle… it set every inch of me aflame…”

gets you into a routine of quickies after battle bc the two of you are fired up. neither of you mind delaying your adventure to fuck rough and fast. the rest of the party… could do without that.

Karlach

is busy raging and does NOT hear you lol

roars in response but that could just be a normal battle roar when it comes to her tbf

she finds you afterwards though, a little sheepish, and is like “oh erm did you say you loved me mid-battle?”

”yes! you looked so cool cleaving that dude in half karlach, I was a bit swept up…”

her face goes bright(er) red and she actually giggles before pulling you into a kiss

“things like that make this all worthwhile, solider. I love you too.”

Shadowheart

you’re dying. she floods you with a cure wounds so powerful it starts your heart again and also cures, like, an unrelated ache in your hip too, lol

you look up at her, bathed in the blood of battle, and she is like an angel sent from the heavens

“I love you” you manage to croak out from cracked lips

“I know,” she says, utterly unfazed, and then pushes you to your feet to keep on fighting

does give you a sweet smooch after battle though, to let you know she appreciated it 😌

Lae’zel

“tsk’va! there is a time and a place for this!”

she swings her sword and cuts a man’s head clean off, showering you both in a rain of warm blood, and you’re enchanted with her.

has to fight people off from wounding you because you’re so distracted oops

afterwards tells you that you cannot afford to be so absent-minded in battle… but does hold you close and rest her forehead to yours, allowing a moment of connected closeness between you ❤️

Halsin

you confess it when you see him bear out and start ripping people into pieces.

he is just… incredible. all raw power and brilliance.

you shout your love over to him and the bear roars before taking the head off of a zombie in one bite

always fights nearby you anyway, but will make an effort to get closer so he can hear your words of affection better!

plods over to you in wildshape afterwards and nuzzles into you, huffing happily when you bury your hands in his fur and give him a scratch 💕

Minthara

her blade is full of the might of her god, and she is going to use it to sunder her opponents.

you’re dazzled, in utter awe when she kills a fiend with a single blow from her sword

you can’t help the words falling from your lips.

she lifts her shield to block a blow from falling on you, and in its shade she gives you a kiss and says one word:

”good.”

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kraeki · 1 month

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So I know most of you are only thinking about friendlies this international break but my national team Iceland is actually being forced to play Euro playoffs against Israel in a few days. Israel is the “home” nation for the match but Iceland refused to go there so Hungary will host on behalf of Israel. Unfortunately the Icelandic team has kind of sucked recently, but I really hope they have a rare moment of brilliance on Thursday, Israel has absolutely no business going to the Euros this summer!!

Iceland’s manager enraged Israeli media and sports personalities with this:

“UEFA takes care of all the rules in this and we are part of UEFA. If we don’t play we will be banned and risk further punishment by not playing another member nation. But if you ask me personally, I would hesitate to play Israel, as it stands now. Because of what is going on in Gaza, and because of what they have done to women, children and other innocent citizens. It shouldn’t be done, and we shouldn’t be playing this game if you ask me. But we have to play because the consequences would be so great for Iceland if we didn’t.”

I thank him for not staying silent and wish him and his team the best of luck on Thursday 🙏

#iceland nt

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ohnoitstbskyen · 5 months

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let's spend an hour and a half enjoying the Heartsteel himbos | PARANOIA animation analysis

I have decidedly mixed feelings on the Heartsteel band splash art, which are intensified by the degree to which their 3 minute music video was able to near-instantly endear me to every one of these idiot himboyband doofuses.

Heartsteel is a project that suffers a lot in being compared to True Damage and K/DA, which are the most obvious points of comparison to draw, especially since Riot seems (at least to me) to have committed rather fewer resources to their virtual band project this go around. Wisely, thus, the Hearsteel project decided to attempt a very different narrative and emotional vibe with its characters from previous efforts. Where K/DA and True Damage both presented their characters as untouchable pop-gods at the top of their game, bragging about their accomplishments, Heartsteel comes from almost exactly the opposite place.

PARANOIA is a fearful, defensive, defiant song composed and performed like a triumphal power-anthem, coming from the perspective of a group of industry outsiders who have all been devalued or burned by the mainstream.

Ezreal is a one-hit-wonder whose image got run into the ground by controlling management, Yone a legendary producer burned out on industry conformity. Kayn is a pop music bad boy whose spiteful arrogance broke up his last band, K'Sante an ambitious vocal powerhouse who could never find creative partners, and Sett a disgraced rapper who lost his contract for punching a paparazzo.

These, then, are not pop-gods gracing the mortal realm with images of their brilliance, but a bunch of down-and-out losers and untapped talents trying to claw back their careers with nothing but found-family dynamics, the power of friendship, and Jackass-style promotional stunts in their arsenal. The music video depicts them running a night-time raid on a film studio, stealing props and causing god knows how much property damage trying to film their own comeback music video.

It doesn't.... quite nail the grunge independent vibe that it seems to want to go for, it has a rather inconsistent diegesis, and trying to cram character moments for six characters into a three minute song compresses the pace of the video to an almost manic emotional experience. I found that most of its setpieces and ideas did not land with me at all until a third or fourth re-watch, and going through the video frame-by-frame so I could actually take in what the video was trying to say.

Once I did, I enjoyed it a LOT. The character animation is expressive, dynamic and immensely charming. There's a ton of great texture work going on, interesting lighting, extremely creative effects, and the emotional heart of the video - the genuine affection between the band members as expressed through boyish shenanigans - hits brilliantly... once you slow the video down enough to really see it. There is also a truly astonishing amount of work put into flash frames and scribbly visual effects, and an absolute embarrassment of screenshots that could be wallpapers.

Anyway, I spent an hour and a half talking about a three-minute music video because I am the world's easiest sucker for charming character animation. Care to join me?

#tbskyen #heartsteel #league of legends #heartsteel yone #heartsteel kayn #heartsteel rhaast #heartsteel k'sante #heartsteel sett #heartsteel aphelios #heartsteel ezreal #k/da #true damage #riot games #Youtube

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pondering-gales-left-orb · 9 days

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i will not accept shane spouse room slander anymore im sick of it

I'm so mad at everyone who is mad at Shane's spouse room and i cant keep silent about it anymore

let me start by saying yes Shane was my first ever spouse in SDV and no i was not thinking i could fix him i was just impressed by his progress and self improvement so i had my character marry him

then i went online to see what are people saying about him and i was SHOCKED everyone was so mean to him and were absolutely wronggggggggggg about him

this man does improve himself he absolutely is better after marriage and everyone that's mischaracterizing that because of his spouse room is a coward sorry i don't make the rules

facts: Shane goes to therapy and starts getting his alcoholism under control by eliminating the source of his pain which is wasting his life away at joja and doing something he loves which is raise blue chickens THAT HE MADE MIGHT I ADD HE INVENTED A NEW BREED OF CHICKENS BTW. that last point alone pisses me of so hard because people so often over look it! he is just as smart as Maru just as creative as Eliot and just as ambitious as Sam, let me repeat myself HE INVENTED A NEW BREED OF CHICKEN WHILE HE WAS DEPRESSED AND SUFFERING OF ALCOHOLISM.... recognize his brilliance please

so that means people saying he falls back into his old habits because he has a six pack in his room is wrong, imo he stops being an alcoholic and goes back to having drinking be a hobby he does while gaming or hanging out with friends at the bar THAT'S THE POINT UR SUPPOSED TO GET FROM HIS HEART EVENTS

yes his room has mud tracks but consider this this man's WHOLE JOB is to RAISE CHICKENS IN A COOP !!!!! chickens who again he literally invented their breed who track mud shit and drop feed on the floor of the coop he is in all day!!! OF FUCKING COURSE HES GONNA HAVE MUD ON HIS SHOES!!

he works all day for his blue chickens and then just wants to come in and relax playing a video game and drinking a beer if he was a horrible dirty alcoholic like people claim he is he would track mud ALL OVER THE HOUSE AND DIRTY UP ALL THE HOUSE but no its just his tiny hobby room

you as a farmer also work all day on chores and after you are done you also just wanna do something fun to relax and guess what YOU HAVE THE ENTIRE HOUSE EVERY ROOM IN THE HOUSE TO MAKE INTO YOUR HOBBY ROOM some of you fill the house with kegs because you are making it your thing hell one of my farmers who was a witch had an entire room that's just crystals potions and a fucking cauldron , in my Shane save i had a room LINED with fish tanks that was my farmers Hobby, do you think Shane gets mad that i had 4 to 6 fish tanks running all day with puffer fishes and some legendary fishes stinking up the house?? NO because he gets his hobby room and the farmer gets their hobby room everyone keeps to their space period.

i think everyone needs to understand that having a messy hobby room is not a bad thing and that Shane and the other spouses have a right to their own room to look however they want and it doesn't have to match the house

everyone also needs to look at Shane in a better light please I'm begging you to let characters have small flaws and not be squeaky clean perfect

Shane sought help he is helping himself and trying to be better but that doesn't mean he doesn't get to indulge in some guilty pleasures he is human and is aloud to be one even while still in recovery! the difference now is that he HAS CONTROL OVER ALCOHOL AND GAMING CONSUMPTION AND IS NOT SPIRALING OUT OF CONTROL LIKE BEFORE he has job he loves a family he takes care of and he makes sure he doesn't dirty up his entire house but gives himself a break in his ONE room and doesn't stop himself form having fun doing the things he enjoys without over indulging or falling into bad habits.

Edit: i know in the end the drinks are non alcoholic as confirmed by him and i mentioned beer and drinks cause i know there is non alcoholic Versions of them som.. but as i said im adressing the MISSCHARACTERIZATION of shane by the shane haters who didn't go through his heart events hence me saying "you are supposed to learn all this from his heart events" cause they dont go through them :D

Anyway,

in conclusion SHANE IS GOOD SPOUSE, a good man and an inventor in his own right. yall just need to be gentle to him in your judgment cause man is he trying his earnest and that needs to be recognized. i mean look at him look at this healthy man <3

#stardew valley #stardew valley 1.6 #SDV #SDV shane #stardew shane #shane stardew valley #leah stardew valley #haley stardew valley #Sam stardew valley #Sebastian stardew valley #Elliot stardew valley #Maru stardew valley #emily stardew valley #abigail stardew valley

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freyito · 6 months

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I'm in that 'damn I'm too feminine guess I'll die' phase right now, pretty sure it happens monthly, so, I was wondering if I could ask for Liu Kang with a ftm reader who's normally happy just crashing down one day, specifically because they think they're too feminine for people to perceive them as a guy?

Thank you for writing such amazing stuff btw!! :D

anon, you saved me. you SAVED ME. ive been in such a mood and ive been wanting to write something comforting!!! but i havent been able to think of a prompt and i didnt really have the energy for anything in my inbox. and then you BLESSED me with this absolute banger of a request oh em gee.

and don't worry, you're not alone either anon, im also lowkey goin thru it. twinsies!!!! letting you know, from a very feminine (androgynous, but apparently i seem fem aligned) trans man, its okay to feel this. there really is no definition to masculinity and you are a man regardless of what people say!

added some bonus characters for myyyy self indulgence if you don't mind

cw: male reader, ftm, just fluff, implied romantic relationships w/ all, proofread

ʟɪᴜ ᴋᴀɴɢ (ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏɴᴜꜱᴇꜱ) + ɪɴꜱᴇᴄᴜʀᴇ ꜰᴛᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

-Liu Kang...

is almost disheartened at the sudden change of behavior. Just the other day you had been so vibrant, bringing color, a certain tone to the world. Something even he didn't think was possible. When he had met you, he was smitten. With your positivity, your optimism, and above all else, you.

To find you, quiet, sullen, hiding from him, it was heartbreaking. The absence of your voice and your light was something that very clearly rubbed off on him.

Finding out you've broken because you do not feel yourself, because you cannot look in the mirror without seeing the man you aren't, it fills him with sorrow. Because, he sees you as a man, regardless. He always will, and it will never change.

To be honest, he's quite unsure how to comfort you. He's by your side, reassuring you that you are masculine, that he and many, many others see you as a man. And he wants to make sure you see that. The best he can be is sympathetic, it hurts that he can't necessarily understand you on a deeper level.

However, that does not change how he sees you. Nothing defines masculinity, nor what makes a man in his eyes. Even as a god, he believes there really is no definition to anything, aside from what you make it.

He lets you know exactly that. There is nothing in the world that could change his mind, no insecurity- no matter how big- you find will ever change his view of you.

-Kuai Liang...

originally thinks you are playing a game with him. So suddenly, you disappear. He looks for his sunshine around every corner, every closet, any possible hiding place he can think of. You are the light of his life, your shining brilliance cannot be matched.

So when he finds you sulking in your room, hiding, back turned from him and the world, suddenly concern eclipses his light. The pit in his stomach forms, ever expanding with worry.

Hiding because you do not see yourself as... yourself. You can almost hear his heart shatter. You are afraid other people see this, too. That you are not a man in anyone's eyes.

At first, he believes someone had put this through your head. Someone had told you this, had made you feel this way. And the fire burned within him, something telling him to find whoever had said this to you. Yet, when he finds out it is simply you perceiving everyone else's looks towards you like this, his mind slows down.

Kuai insists you are wrong. His usually calm temper replaced by him adamantly denying that you are seen as anything else. You are a man, regardless. He has never seen you as anything else but one.

Knowing you put yourself down this this claws at him, he partially feels guilty. But he puts in the effort to make you feel exactly like who you are, to bring your radiant light back into his life again.

-Johnny Cage...

can't stand loosing your positivity, your light is an ever-burning warmth that keeps him rather grounded, despite his wit and charm.

He's plunged into sudden darkness when he wakes up to you with your back turned to him, pushed as far away as possible at the edge of the bed. In an instant, it feels like his whole world is ripped away from him.

But, he's determined to make sure it isn't, and he begins with the questioning almost immediately. This was the quickest you've ever seen him wake up. And to find the reason you've pushed yourself away from him is because you don't see yourself how he sees you, and that you are ashamed- no, no. He can't have that.

Johnny cuts you off immediately, showering you and pampering you with affirmations. He does not allow you any room to let your mind twist your identity. He makes it known that you are a man, he sees you as a man, everyone sees you as a man.

He's serious, too. All traces of the signature Cage tone are wiped out, his voice soft, yet heavy. He doesn't let you, not even for a second, get back into your dysphoric mind-space. He tries, real hard, anyways.

Johnny only lets up when he finally sees even a potential smile on your face. And once he's so sure he's affirmed your gender,- and you've affirmed yourself- he's back to his over-the-top persona, bathed in wit and perhaps even a little bit of pride.

#*ੈ✩ freyito #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat 1 x reader #mortal kombat x male reader #mortal kombat 1 x male reader #liu kang x reader #liu kang x male reader #kuai liang x reader #kuai liang x male reader #scorpion x reader #scorpion x male reader #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage x male reader #mk1 x reader #mk1 x male reader #mk x reader #mk x male reader

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happyhauntt · 1 month

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famous last words — james potter

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─── summary: you and james are sworn enemies. you quite like it that way.

─── pairing: james potter x quidditch player!reader.

─── warnings: fluff, banter, swearing. if you're a reader of my cedric series oh, captain! then you might find this familiar, it's a reworked version of chapter three. this was so much fun honestly i love sassy stuff like this.

─── word count: 2.1k.

BY THE TIME THE TRAIN WHISTLES ITS ARRIVAL AT HOGSMEADE STATION, all you really want to do is go to bed. The golden glow of warmth has suffused your bones completely, lulling you into a delightfully sleepy state. You're curled up against the window when your friend Beth jostles you awake and practically carries you off the train, where you are utterly unsurprised to learn that the weather is terrible.

The downpour does a spectacular job at waking you up. Droplets of freezing rain slip past the collar of your shirt and down your spine before you manage to pull your cardigan up over your head. A disgruntled scowl tugs at your lips as you race ahead of Beth to get a space on one of the carriages. Once you are safely situated in the dry, you look out into the rain, expecting to see Beth scarpering up the platform right behind you. Instead, she's sauntering towards the carriage, a wide smirk on her face, happy and dry beneath one of the big black umbrellas Hagrid is handing out on the platform.

You frown, folding your arms over your chest, feeling distinctly soggy. Beth climbs into the carriage, giggling as she sits down beside you. You merely stick your tongue out at her.

"Hey," Beth says, folding the umbrella back up before raising her hands in defence, accidentally splashing you both with rainwater, "you're the one who ran away. Don't blame me for being more observant."

"I reject that," you reply indignantly. Beth offers up a hair tie from her wrist and you take it, still scowling, to tie your damp hair into a messy ponytail. "I am absolutely observant. Just not... all the time." Which basically means where sports isn't involved. Teachers have noted in their reports that you're easily distracted in class, with a mind that tends to wander rather than focus on the task at hand. Your mother used to call it butterfly brain. Thoughts light as air, settling down on one flower for a few moments until a prettier, more interesting flower comes into view. She didn't mean to make you feel bad about that, but it doesn't help when all your teachers are saying the same thing.

The prettier flower is usually Quidditch. With a muggle upbringing, you hadn't been exposed to the brilliance of magic until a mysterious letter appeared on your eleventh birthday (delivered, you recall, stern-faced woman in peculiar emerald robes. If you'd known then that Professor McGonagall's first impression of you would be a wide-eyed child whose front tooth had just been knocked loose by a rogue cricket bat, well, you probably would've died of embarrassment. Now she's your Head of House. And most unfortunately, that's not the only time she's seen you missing a few teeth.) When you got to Hogwarts and saw students playing Quidditch for the first time, whizzing like arrows through the air on actual broomsticks— You'd been in love with the sport ever since.

Almost every corner of your brain is taken up by Quidditch. A hundred different game plans and plays running on repeat. So Beth is totally wrong; you are very observant., and you are never more observant than when your eye is on the prize.

This time, though, the prize was shelter. Skittering off through the downpour to get to the carriage without properly checking your surroundings wasn't the smartest route, but it worked. Sort of.

Your pride hurts a little bit.

Beth's just about done laughing at you when a knock on the carriage exterior catches your attention. A familiar face appears at the door. "Is there any room in here?" James Potter's smile is crooked, and his dark hair is damp and floppy from the rain, water dripping from the strands into his face. Bright eyes dart back forth between you and Beth, and suddenly you remember that only almost every corner of your brain is occupied by Quidditch.

There's a stubborn little spot right in the middle, little more than a speck, really — but it's filled with nothing else but James fucking Potter.

"There was a mass exodus from the train as soon as it arrived," he continues as his glasses start to fog up, "and the only other carriage left is full of second-years."

Oh, you feel that one in your soul. Second-years are okay, sometimes, but usually they're excitable, too ready for the start of another year at magic school, and thus only bearable in small doses. By third year, the excitement is all about getting to choose which classes you take, and you understand this to a degree (you chose Divination, which sounded cool at the time but was an absolute fucking mistake, because you might enjoy the spooky muggle stuff but predicting the deaths of all your friends is not fucking fun, no matter how good your end-of-year grade was for it ) but the novelty quickly wears off.

You suppose that's why James has chosen to risk his life by sitting in a confined space with you, instead. The three of you are well-seasoned veterans of Hogwarts and its bullshit by this point and, as a result, are appropriate company.

The fact that both of you are his teammates is probably a nice bonus, too.

You, however, offer a merciless smirk. James Potter is, without doubt, your worst enemy, and it fills you up with glee to inconvenience him at any opportunity. "You snooze, you lose, Potter. Off to the second-years you go!" You even make a shooing motion, just for good measure.

Beth smacks your arm and rolls her eyes, offering James a pleasant smile. "There's loads of room, ignore them," she says, and while you're busy dramatically rubbing your arm and muttering expletives, James takes a seat on the bench opposite you. Rain hammers against the roof, somehow louder than it was a moment ago, and a self-satisfied grin creeps onto his face as the carriage begins its journey to the castle.

"Where are the rest of the merry morons, then?" You ask, quirking a brow at him. You're pretty sure you can count on one hand the number of times you've seen James without at least one of his comrades in mischief. Frankly, it's rarer than spotting a unicorn in the wild. You wonder if you should take a picture to commemorate the occasion.

He looks sheepish as he pulls his glasses off to wipe away the condensation. "Lost a bet."

He doesn't elaborate, and you don't care enough to ask him to. You've been at school with them long enough to know that, honestly, it's probably best not to know.

Beth reaches out and plucks a stray leaf from your hair. She waves it in your face, tickling your nose gently before letting it flutter to the ground. You slip your hand into hers, linking your fingers together. Beth is soft and sweet when she wants to be, and you're certain there's not a soul in the world who knows you this well. She has wormed her way into your heart, and you'd have to carve it out of your chest to be rid of her now.

"Does anyone know who our captain is yet?" You ask aloud, after a few seconds of silence have passed. You're tired enough to curl up on the floor of the carriage and fall asleep right then and there, lulled by its gentle rocking and pitter-patter of the rain, but you should probably be conversational. There's very little worse than awkward silence, especially with James sitting there, staring at you with that dopey half-smirk on his face.

You want to smack him. You want him to think you're extraordinary. You're not quite sure how to cope with such emotional extremes, but there they are, coexisting at the front of your mind. They war with each other, an itch you can't scratch because if you, you'll keep going until there's blood.

His, preferably.

It's not even that you hate James. Not really. You used to, only a year or so ago, because he made it so easy. With his smug little smile and the skip in his step, with his quips and jokes and way his hair curls over his brow, you'd fucking despised him. He'd set himself up as your rival back in second year, when you made the Gryffindor team at the same time. With the blurred stretch of years between then and now, you can't remember quite how it began, or what he did precisely that sparked this eternal grudge, but what followed is years of goading one another, pushing and pushing and pushing to outdo one another.

The rivalry has made you so much better than you ever could have dreamed. Quidditch is your life and honestly, without James Potter, you're not sure where you'd be with it. Still good, perhaps. But maybe not very nearly the best.

(You'll die before you tell him that, though. Or he will. You're not that picky and he does seem to have a death wish.)

The carriage jolts as one of the wheels dips into a pothole. The thought of skipping the feast entirely sneaking past Professor McGonagall to go straight to your dorm is a tempting prospect. You know Beth won't let you do it, because if she has to sit through Dumbledore's speech then she'll drag you down with her, but it might be worth a shot.

The silence persists for a few more seconds, growing steadily more awkward. When no one responds to your question, you press on. "We should've heard by now, right? Team captains get picked in the summer, and we need a new one because Hilary graduated last year." Do you sound a little bit agitated by your teammates' lack of urgency? Yes. Just a touch. But the look on Beth's face is fucking suspicious, and James... Well. He looks like he'd rather die.

You narrow your eyes. "What are you not telling me? Spit it out, the pair of you."

James coughs once, raising a hand to cover his mouth as he does so. For once the typical arrogance is gone, washed away with the rain. He looks dreadfully uncomfortable, turning bright red as he bashfully says, "Well. Uh. I am, I suppose. The new captain, that is." He has the good sense to look frightened.

You hope, suddenly, that his cough means he caught pneumonia or something. Nothing fatal, obviously, but just enough to put him out of commission for a little while. You don't really mean it (you're not quite as horrible as some people would like to think) because James is one of the best on the team. Sometimes, you'll begrudgingly admit that he's even the best on the team ━ but only if you get to be second best, obviously.

Which is why you're a little shocked, of course, but not surprised. Not surprised at all, because he is good. Even as you sit there, pondering the many ways you could kill him and make it look like an accident, you know he's good. Too fucking good.

Which is why you say, "Tell me you're kidding."

James furrows his brows. "I'm not kidding?"

You can feel Beth's shoulders shaking beside you, trying desperately to smother her amused cackles. James' expression softens a little as he realises this is a joke, sort of, and he begins to grin.

"No, really," you say, this time the hint of a smile forming on your own lips, "tell me you're kidding. I'm begrudgingly proud and all that, because it had to be one of us," you wave your free hand at him, you'll have the captaincy one day, "but also, like, tell me it's a joke."

"Why?"

"Because I'm genuinely considering pushing you out of this carriage."

James shrugs his shoulders, as if to say 'yeah, that's fair.' He gets it, he really does. You love that someone gets it. "It's not a joke, I'm afraid. Better luck next time, though!" He says it in a jolly tone of voice, and oh, you hate him.

That's the thing with the two of you. You're sworn enemies, right, but you make each other better. He tries harder because you light a fire under his arse and bloody hell, you're itching for a chance to burn him, and vice versa.

So you smirk, now. Square your shoulders. You've baited him into a competition, and you are absolutely ready to deliver. "Famous last words, Potter. Famous last words."

#the marauders #marauders era fic #james potter x reader #marauders era fanfiction #james potter #james potter fanfiction #marauders imagine #james potter imagine #* chapter update.

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chaifootsteps · 2 months

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Stolas Project/Stolas rewrite anon again! Thank you so much - yes, I'll absolutely share my rewrite idea with you! Here it is:

Firstly, I think everything but the sexual abuse and childhood friends can be salvaged - the grimoire, Stella, Via, etc. A rewrite where Stolas TRULY did nothing wrong is just bland, after all. Especially as by 'tragic operatic figure', I mean characters such as the Phantom of the Opera, or Mr. Darcy. Those are men who are CERTAINLY not without fault.

In my mind, the best version of Stolas is an old man - an aloof, intimidating noble known for his personal army and his scientific brilliance. He's a bit mysterious; preferring to keep to himself and his studies. Gossip calls him 'the Hermit', 'the Astronomer', or 'the Scientist'. He loves to insert himself into mortal scientific debate, often being a 'spark of brilliance' in fellow eccentrics, or, more commonly, talent-less hacks that will only serve to spread misinformation and discourse. He's been playing the climate change game for years. NFTs were a joke made while drunk off his arse.

This would be how he's introduced - the frightening, eccentric general who keeps to himself and who rewrites the Truth based on his own hypothesis.

His isolation runs deeper than disinterest or scientific pursuit, though. Stolas is, in truth, a bleeding heart. Obviously, bleeding heart means something different for demons - he's still sadistic and likes sowing intellectual discourse, but there's a dignity to that in his eyes. The no-holds-barred, knives-out culture of his fellow nobles makes him deeply uncomfortable. Whilst he's prejudiced, the outright hostility towards imps makes his stomach churn. Science is easy because facts don't have feelings, but social gatherings do. Humans can't defame him in a way that matters.

Stolas has a reputation he's expected to uphold, and he feels as if playing socialite game or even appearing to the public at all will spell his doom. He just isn't confident in swaying the public as he is studying black holes or teaching Via how to command her father's army. He adores her, and he's terrified of what he may put her through if he makes a mistake.

This can partly be that, perhaps, Paimon is still Stolas's father and still far meaner than Stolas could ever hope to be. All the expectations of hell royalty - the cruelty, the meddling, the pleasure - all planted by his father. The rest of hell is presented as a frightening enemy, which encourages Stolas to sequester away. His army was passed down from his father, and he rarely uses it. This relationship could create a theme in children feeling unloved by their parents in Stolas that I'll elaborate on later with Via.

Combine all these aspects together, Stolas feels trapped. Trapped in his research, trapped in the bodies of tech bros and tiktok witches he peers through, trapped in his marriage, trapped by his father, trapped in his status. The shy rich scientist grows dissatisfied with expectations and with comfort. He craves freedom.

Stella isn't just an evil woman who exists to torment Stolas anymore. Their marriage IS arranged, and loveless. However I think they have a sort of Fredrick the Great and Catherine the Great dynamic - they don't have any love for eachother, but they don't want to make eachother miserable. Stella is sympathetic to his plight - she too is stern and aloof, but because she feels forced to to protect herself. She's the face of the family, and is used to playing defense. Being a woman in hell, more eyes are on her by default. Her life has been decided for her, and she has a role to play. For the sake of herself, for the sake of him, and for the sake of their daughter.

They would both do anything for Via. Via doesn't make them love eachother, but she makes them stay together to raise her. Via is aware of this, deep down, regardless of whether she catches her parents admitting it or not. Their lack of love, but persistent solidarity makes that palpable. Via grows up with the burden that stability rests on her, that love does not exist without her.

So Stolas and Stella agree - they don't have to like each-other, but they need to trust each-other for Via's sake. So long as they can be loyal, at least, they can go on and spend their lives doing their own thing. They won't interfere with eachother, won't demand anything of each other. They just need to be loyal to eachother. Stella never strays.

At first, neither does Stolas.

Blitzo trying to stealth into the party is their first meeting. Instead of taking him to his chambers to ""ravish"" him, Stolas is genuinely just looking to interrogate this most fascinating and audacious imp. Blitzo tries to seduce him, and Stolas actually rebukes the attempts. By the devil's footprints, he's a married man! What's wrong with this mongrel? The audacity! He smooths out his feathers, which have definitely only fluffed due to rage. On top of that, he catches on that Blitzo is trying to steal one of his tomes. This leads to a boiling point, and...

...The grimoire.

Rather than a plot device, the grimoire can be more symbolic to the give-and-take; the relative freedom they both feel in their relationship. I think there is real potential for exploring a forbidden gay yearning romance with real power imbalance at play, just without the rape shit. The grimoire could be a good representation of that, and its symbology relevant to their relationship can be based on how it's shared between them. I can see its relevance be handled several ways: a) A pact. Most like canon as far as I know. HOWEVER, there is no sexual favor coercion bullshit. it's strictly a business deal/typical devil pact. Blitzo's desperation and hubris have bungled his introduction to Stolas so badly that he's drawn the Hermit's attention. He can have his grimoire, but he must bring it back to Stolas and must consider himself as one of Stolas's legionnaires. While Blitzo can't really say no, having pissed off a demonic prince, it isn't for sexual coercion and neither consider themselves to have legitimate romantic or sexual feelings for eachother. That's a slowburn, stemming from Stolas's fascination for Blitzo's free spirit and Blitzo discovering Stolas's gentle, socially awkward science nerd side. Also creates a jumping board for episodes where IMP runs tasks for Stolas and it's more like watching a Batman episode from the perspective of Joker's goons.

b) A gift with strings attached. Instead of getting angry, Stolas becomes pitying of Blitzo. He offers the grimoire as a "kindness" (though with an air of condescension against imps that makes Blitzo uneasy) instead of a punishing pact, but still has Blitzo agree to bring the book back to him and to be willing to act as Stolas's dagger in the shadows should he demand it.

From there, their relationship becomes defined as an uneasy business truce. In my mind, Stolitz would work best as two people trying to seek freedom, potentially finding it in eachother, but their relationship is affected by the same metaphorical shackles they're trying to escape from - for Blitzo far more than Stolas. Even without any of the SA bullshit, Stolas still has a lot of power in this dynamic, even if he's well-meaning. But Stolas is a deeply repressed man, and Blitzo represents that running away, that freedom he's been looking for. But he's also a reminder of what he has to lose, should he give into temptation.

Stolas's kidnapping can be a turning point (instead of kidnapped by his wife and Striker, a character whose service to Stella butchers that character in his own right, perhaps he's kidnapped by a rival noble or by that weird mafia I know jackshit about), and in their business dealings they have lots of little moments of vulnerability that pile up. Stolas shows Blitzo his research as Blitzo is turning in a hit, Stolas starts helping Blitzo's business stay afloat in ways WITH no strings attached, etc. Look My Way happens during Stolas's moment of realization that he does have feelings for Blitzo, the audacious, free-spirited little imp that dared to steal from the Hermit.

I think we can keep his gag of terrifying, lust-filled speeches too - just have them be during moments of consent instead of unprompted sexual harassment. Stolas finally crumbles and begins admitting what he wants to do with Blitzo, and it snowballs into a rabid tirade that marks Blitzo down as scared and horny. It makes their confession and move into something like lovers exciting, intense, and silly, and it devolves into a night of passion. For a moment, they're both free.

But he experiences REAL consequences for his infidelity, with no 'oh poor baby Stolas' rigamarole. Stella is rightfully furious at him. The ONE thing they agreed to, and he couldn't even uphold that. She is devastated, and for once in her life is sided with. I don't think anyone besides her cares about the morality of cheating all that much, it's more-so about the tarnished status and the fact he couldn't even get away with it. Still, the family name is ruined and he loses MANY comforts in the divorce, including his daughter.

But more than that, his relationship with Via will never be the same. You can still have episodes where Via tries to bond with him, but Stolas committed (and by virtue of being with Blitzo, continues to commit) the sort of betrayal that never really gets healed by time. In her eyes, her father finally got sick of playing house and abandoned her for a new family that she never even met. She feels failed and replaced.

From there, you can have an arc of Stolas trying to adjust after the fallout of his infidelity, and can have Blitzo closing himself off from their messy intimacy (rather than trying to escape a sexually abusive relationship). Stuff like that.

That's my take on a better Stolas. Hope you enjoyed reading!

Holy hell, I was on the edge of my seat all throughout this! This was sublime.

Thank you for that five minute vacation to a better word.

#Anonymous #Stolitz critical #helluva boss critical #viv stuff #actual blog post #Stolas rewrite anon

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littlestarlulls · 6 months

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Gale of Waterdeep x Reader (Tav) Pt.2

Part two of this short drabble, please check it out! Again, some small spoilers to the Gale story route in BG3 (mountain pass).

Tav kicks small pebbles as they sit on the monastery roof. The sunrise rises slowly through the morning mist of the mountains and a cold breeze slowly passes through them, enveloping in warmth as the upcoming rays join too. They hadn't found the famed crèche that Lae'zel mentioned, but they were close. They could feel it.

~~~

Apart from the grandeur associated with partaking in the quest of freeing everyone from that damn parasitic worm, the last few days between you and Gale have been awkward, to say the least. Everyone could tell something happened that night, and aside from Karlach trying to tell funny stories and Astarion's quips, you mainly stayed off by yourself, lost in thought.

You haven't spoken a word to Gale. Part of it because you felt absolutely dreadful about your parting words, and another part felt still angry about being compared to his godly ex.

He hit a nerve, and he knew it.

It hurt being compared to someone you could never reach in both terms of power and his devotion. In truth, you didn't want much of the latter, but more wished that he saw you the same way that you saw him: the slightly lame but charismatic nerd that you came to slowly like over the last few weeks. Being compared to her brought up something within you. It was only a reminder that - bomb or not - his heart belonged to the weave incarnation in every single way, even in love. Even if that love came to tell him to end himself in such a cruel manner.

You wince recalling the conversation, the way his face twisted, hurt as you walked away wishing him well in his mission.

You did not mean to say those words. In truth, you were still firm on the belief that there must be something you guys could do about it.

There must be a way to avoid it. The party has already beaten up a good amount of enemies, so what can a dumb tentacle cult do?

But alas, Gale remained frigid in his stance. It drove you crazy to see him drop everything, even his life, at her mention. It was as if Gale himself didn't matter, that he was just but a useful pawn to her game. One that would willingly give himself up for the other chess pieces.

And it killed you.

A deep sigh escapes your mouth as you feel the wind pass over you. Were you on better terms with him, you both would have enjoyed this peaceful moment.

You missed it. You missed him.

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Meanwhile, the wizard in question laid back in his tent's bedroll. He felt the morning sun as it peeked through the closed tent flaps straight into his vision. He did not mind it, however, as he was currently too busy considering the effects of invoking duplicity and having it slap across his face.

Maybe then it would feel better than the indifference in your eyes every time you glanced in his direction.

How could he have compared you to Mystra Herself?

He screams internally at himself.

It was unfair, to put them up against an overpotent goddess...

His thoughts did not focus on the essence of Mystra's divinity itself, however. Hell, in his eyes, you shone brighter than her. You were beautiful, absolutely enchanting. He would often find himself completely dumbfounded trying to find sufficient words to describe your brilliance.

Through the long journey, he came to fall in love with your essence, your small quirks. He liked to watch as you picked up every book you came to find only to read it later at camp, your extensive lust for exploration, the times when you secretly performed acts of kindness when you thought no one was not looking. He wanted to see more of it, wished to know you more. After a long time of solitude and isolation, he found himself craving to learn everything about you, to see the way you looked at him sometimes, and to hold you the same way you both did when sharing that moment in the weave.

But he had to go and - for lack of a better word - blow it all up.

He snorts over his own thoughts.

Of course, you were mad at him. It made sense. Your words had hurt him as much, but he was the one to first cast the spell. He didn't mean to say you were nothing for him. Mystra, the weave itself, has been all he has known his whole life. Ever since he was a child, he had revolved around the verse of magic, and when given this mission, he could not help but immediately accept it. Why, wasn't it his life's calling to devote himself to the weave?

He closed his eyes. Letting his mind wander around his memories of you, of your features.

That all came to change when you came into his life. You, who saw him as Gale Dekarios, not as the grand wizard that everyone expected him to be.

He had once yearned for divinity, for power just to be able to stand next to Her side...

But with you, he did not need to.

Just to sit next to you when having a meal at camp, laughing as you both watch Scratch playfully pull on Withers' clothes. The creases in your eyes as you smiled and the merry sound of your voice filled something in him, and the way you would treat him just as anyone else without any judgment or disdain had him completely whipped.

That's what made him worried. How could something so simple be so perfect at the same time? How do even small accidental touches of his hand with yours have him sparkle with electricity more than he ever was with the spells of the scrolls he poured over?

Gale sights to himself.

So yes, you are not Mystra. But just as you didn't see him for his power, he saw you for who you were. In his eyes, you were so much more than her, and that's what he came to realize as soon as those words came out of his mouth that day. Unfortunately, they left an aftertaste of the wrong meaning.

...

Maybe he should go with the slapping idea. Or maybe better, let him punch himself in the gut the way you could have done when you both shared that moment in the weave.

He chuckled bitterly.

It's only been a few days, but he missed it. He missed you.

~~~

-To be Continued-

Thought I might let this simmer for a bit as I like it quite a lot, haha. Your tags and comments have seriously made my week and I'm glad everyone likes this as much as I :> I'm not really a writer but I've got hyped up and wanna think of the last part throughoutly. Anyways, I hope you guys liked this one!

#gale dekarios x reader #baldur's gate 3 #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #bg3 #angst #bg3 x reader #romance #reader is tav

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mmani-e · 3 months

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Ideating danganronpa protags for the AU, each of the mainline entries at least.

For a DR1 AU, Aoi takes center stage as the protagonist and Byakuya is her lovely support.

Aoi is your girl-next door, blessed with the lovely luck of a shoujo protagonist, and impossibly stubborn. So stubborn, that it may be her true talent, but is it enough to survive a killing game?

Byakuya is snooty and superior, as he always is, solving cases left and right with unrivaled precision and brilliance. He has the brains, the money, and the persevering self-delusion to make him the greatest detective of all time. But his stubbornness makes him nearly impossible to work with, one would need an equally stubborn partner for this asshole.

Ibuki, we all know about by now, she doesn't know her talent, but she is very very chipper. Unfortunately, chipperness doesn't translate to survival, and it is anyone's guess if her sanguine disposition will last her through a whole killing game.

GameMaster is her trusty partner. The ultimate gamer, and not much else... if you asked him at least. Let's just say, GameMaster may be far more than just an internet username.

Kokichi is a prodigy, and also an unbearable piece of shit who thinks better than his peers, because he likely has none if his talent is concerned. He never plays the same piece the same way twice, he's absolutely impossible to conduct, and every teacher he's ever had has found him impossible... but underneath all that, may be a good heart(?)

Himiko likes to roleplay as much as she likes to solve cases, in fact she's combined the two into one act, often narrating her detective adventures in a little notebook where she can pretend to be the hard-boiled detective in all the anime and old movies she watches.

All designs likely will change as I explore them more.

Also bonus twobuki angst.

#twobuki #togahina #oumeno #danganronpa #danganronpa 2 #danganronpa v3 #byakuya togami #aoi asahina #ibuki mioda #ultimate imposter #kokichi oma #himiko yumeno #danganronpa demix #danganronpa au #talentswap #talentswap au #mani e.

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twis-world · 3 months

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Reader is not specifically mentioned but they’re there, they are there yall. HEAVILY insinuated that the couple of the hour got together during the war. Reader is a fae as well. Is that all? I’m sure it is…

War is a cruel, harsh, and despicable reality.

It has no favorites, it has no boundaries, it grants no mercy for any of its players nor those unfortunate enough to be dragged into its deadly grip.

It guarantees nothing. No small victory could determine the upper hand against the enemy in a cruel game that could take days, weeks, months, years to conclude. Every second counts no matter what.

General Lilia Vanrouge witnessed first hand the cruelty that such devastation could bring. Hundreds, thousands of lives taken in a blink of an eye, both ones he had once foolishly promised would live on beyond such darkness…and ones he promised to drag and seal into it. Both sides suffered grave consequences, unspeakable tragedies, crippling loss beyond mere imagination…

Was it selfish of him to want to find a light in such wickedness?

Looking back at such a time he would say yes, absolutely.

To form such emotional attachments that ran deeper than any other was beyond selfish of him, especially during such a time where promises made under the untouched brilliance of the moonlight could be broken at any given time. Vows of adoration, of trust, of vulnerability were not to be taken lightly, and there they were throwing them carelessly into the night before testing fates hand in such oaths come morning. The fragile string their very lives depended on, tested through hours of blood, sweat, and tears.

However, would he ever dare say he regretted such an ill guided decision. One made after enduring years of dire loneliness, a decision he made to protect not just himself but anyone else who would suffer the unfortunate fate of ever becoming associated with such a plague known as him?

No.

Never in the hundreds of years he lived.

Never in the centuries of utter bliss he had experienced since then and will continue to do so until his final breath.

As long as he continued to wake up to the sight of his beloved, his other half, his very soul, he would never regret such a decision.

As long as he was free to cherish, to adore, to utterly love, he would never regret such a decision.

As long as he would end each blessed day with the sweet taste of saccharin against his lips, the gentle caresses that screamed of his returned affection, the promises of another day to come where every second would be spent alongside the other’s existence, he would never regret such a decision.

#twisted wonderland #lilia #lilia vanrouge #twst lilia #x reader #gender neautral reader #lilia x reader #fae #fae reader #oh god what else am i supposed to put here we stressing-#fluff #that works #beloved is you yall #BELOVED IS YOU

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can i just say that I'm haunted by the image of Ice wearing "one of Mavericks cheapest rolexes". One because of the mental immage of Maverick being the kind of men who not only owns multiple watches but also Rolex, which is absolutely delightful, because oh the quiet vanity of that. And two because of the implied and groundbreaking (to me) domesticity (and defiance of the not talking/acknowledging the thing between the 2 of them) of wearing another person watch. I'm screaming into the void about your brilliance. So I need to ask, do they do that on purpose (before the mission) in a sort if roundabout way of acknowledging each other presence in their life? What would Mav wear that belongs to Ice (apart from that USNA ring eheh)?

pilots/sailors/doctors etc who do high-level specialized work with their hands tend to really be Watch Guys. and “cheap” rolexes (sub $7k ish) are actually pretty affordable if you’re making >$150k a year and want to treat yourself every fifth christmas or something. source: know several sailors & doctors. ALSO the watch ice is wearing in his famous gay plane photoshoot is actually a rolex. So theres some evidence ice at least is (annoying, ostentatious, bad with money, and) a Watch Guy. Maverick’s also wearing a kickass chronograph in TGM so i think he’s also probably a Watch Guy. also… you know, status symbol, honor, et cetera et cetera…

they probably wear each other’s socks because in-regs socks all look the same and they’re both men so who cares. i also hc that they’ve always worn the same size in shirts so each other’s t-shirts are also free game. and was very confusing at the start of their relationship when trying to figure out whose shirt was whose after a midnight rendezvous. lots of accidental shirt mixups. and, yeah, each other’s watches, because most people only see the status and don’t see the detail, and most people aren’t around both ice and mav enough to recognize that “omg last month adm kazansky was wearing the same omega chronometer capt mitchell is wearing today!! theyre totally together!!!” so if ice buys a new watch and maverick salivates over it, sure he can borrow it, whatever. and i think there’s a scene in wwgattai when maverick wears ice’s pj pants hold up lemme find it

“in bare feet.” now wtf does that mean. that could use a rewrite.

ice also wears mavericks leather jacket when they’re on their baseball date in debriefing. at some point when you live with someone long enough your stuff becomes their stuff which was the point of this graf

thinking about it… trying to decide if they’d wear each other’s cologne. that seems like a little much. no i don’t think so.

#oooh! this is the first time ive read this section of debriefing since i posted it! and wow it’s really just okay!#ugggghhh the house. the house.. *shakes fist* all my narrative problems have to do with the house…#would ice and maverick really get free LockMart/mcdonnell shirts? no idea #ive been working my first aerospace & defense job for a month now and ive gotten Boeing fidget spinners and raytheon sunglasses and #LM t-shirts so it’s not out of the realm of possibilities #but i am also not a federal employee so idk.#thx for the ask anon. i appreciate your use of the word ‘haunted’#pete maverick mitchell #tom iceman kazansky #icemav #top gun #asks #man. i have such a problem with verb-tense agreement when it comes to ‘there is/there are’#in the second one it should be ‘there are all these…’ man. i can’t ever get there’s/there are right #oh wait you’re not anon #i am a Watch Guy but $20-$80 vintage novelty watches i find on eBay not Rolexes #i feel at some point i should change my blog header. it’s still my politics but #given that i am literally working in defense rn it feels a little hypocrit. ok. will change it.#alright as of this post my header has been changed to reflect the material conditions of my summer internship

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bengiyo · 6 months

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Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....Thanks....

10 Favorite Characters

You asked a broad question, so I hope you’re okay with answers outside of my daily posting. I post a lot about BL on here, but this list is a mild reminder that I am Black. As I’m putting this list together, I’m recognizing a common thread of ruthlessness in these characters that I will have to unpack at some point.

Omar Little (The Wire)

Omar is one of my favorite characters of all time because he was the first sympathetic gay character I ever watched on TV with my dad. As I got older, my dad decided I was old enough and wanted me to watch what he considered to be one of the greatest shows ever made (NOTE: He is correct). I was obsessed with Omar because of his strict code and how gentle and loving he was with his boyfriends. It was amazing to me that we had this powerful gay character in the middle of a modern Greek tragedy and he is one of the most compelling characters ever created in American television.

Ender Wiggin (Ender’s Game)

One of the sad thing about growing up queer is the people who wrote a lot of your formative works hate queer people. Orson Scott Card was my first major disappointment in this regard. In the 7th grade, I discovered this book in our school library and ended up reading it and the related books multiple times throughout my adolescence. I was a weird kid who was too smart for my own good. In middle school I struggled with feeling out of place because I was relatively new compared to most of these kids, and my family had me on a specific life track that meant that I had to perform at a high level constantly. I connected with Ender’s isolation and his brilliance. I also connected to his ruthlessness.

Marco (Animorphs)

Animorphs is a pretty dark series for a bunch of elementary school kids to read, but that was K. A. Applegate’s point. War is horrible, and should be avoided. Reading this series is a reading the perspective of child soldiers. There was something about the way Marco always masked with jokes, but was quietly the most ruthless member of their group that means he’s always the one I remember first. There were also the ways he commented on Ax and Jake that just didn’t read straight, and I’ve been relieved that Applegate and the ghost writers have acknowledged the fan read on Marco’s bisexuality. I just love how from appearances at the end of the series Marco is actually okay after all the war, but he absolutely is not.

Benjamin Sisko (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine)

He was our first Black captain in Star Trek and I will love him forever. He’s also from New Orleans and cooks our food. He’s a devoted father, which was something Avery Brooks requested for the role to make sure we had a positive depiction of Black fatherhood on TV in the 90s. He has an understated spirituality to him. He has grit from facing the ugly side of maintaining a utopia and has an incredible temper that he holds most of the time. He’s a nerd about baseball. He cares about his people and holds firm as their commander. This isn’t a committee for him. He can be so brutal. I love him.

Ghost Dog (Ghost Dog)

Ghost Dog (1999) is one of my favorite movies of all time, and I’ve always loved the version of masculinity Forest Whitaker put into this character. He has a sense of style and flair, and also follows a strict code of conduct. His adherence to his way earned him the respect of everyone in his community, and gangsters in his neighborhood show him admiration and respect. I loved his friendship with Raymond, in which neither knows what the other is saying and yet they are actually on the same page constantly.

Raymond Holt (Brooklyn Nine-Nine)

Yes, this show is copaganda, but I love Raymond Holt so much. I love that Andre Braugher played the Straight Man role in a comedy as a politically out gay man who has such a serious exterior. Holt was so gay in so many ways and I am obsessed with him. He is so deep into his niche interests (like me) and yet he was actually such a great mentor figure to everyone under him. I loved that he and his husband were so devoted to each other but were never depicted as the perfect couple. I love that he has a petty beef with another colleague. He’s just an incredible character.

Kiram Kir-zaki (Lord of the White Hell)

Kiram is the first time I ever realized how deep the programming in speculative fiction to read the protagonist as a white man with brown hair and brown eyes. Kiram is a dark-skinned Haldiim youth with curly gold hair and light eyes. It took me three readings of this book to perceive Kiram properly, and it’s something that has shaken me for a long time. Kiram is brilliant, snarky, and too gay for his own good. He’s also not stupid. I love reading a smart gay character who generally cannot hide who he is doing the work to blend in to a homophobic setting. Ginn Hale also writes gay sex better than some gay male authors.

Kakei Shiro (What Did You Eat Yesterday?)

Honestly, when am I ever not thinking about this man? I love how, even if he can’t immediately give Kenji everything he might want, he gives Kenji all that he can. He couldn’t say he loved Kenji for a long time, but you could feel the love in his cooking. I’m so happy to have this man and his partner back on my screen again. It is just so hard to be gay. I am so relieved that many of the folks reading my posts didn’t suffer The Knowing, because I know that Shiro and I will never be able to get away from what it did to us.

Chiron (Moonlight)

The terrible intersection of poverty, race, and sexuality has never been better exemplified for me than in this film that has no white people in it. There are just so many fewer choices for us, especially if you can’t hide who you are. I love Chiron so much because we see so much of what he was forced to be pushed onto him. There’s something heartbreaking and beautiful that as an adult he resembles Juan, and that he never got over Kevin. I find it hard to explain why Chiron means so much to me, but I’m black and gay so I don’t always feel like I have to.

Max (Black Sails)

I love Max because she consistently chose to not be cruel when so many others would have. She is not accumulating power for her own ego or to punish those who wronged her. She holds power as a facilitator. History doesn’t remember the facilitators who keep the lights on and make sure the bread gets made every day, but you notice their absence within two days when they’re gone. Max is also funny to me because she and Flint almost never encounter each other, but have caused the other so much grief.

Thank you for the ask!

#answered #black sails #what did you eat yesterday?#star trek #deep space 9 #moonlight #animorphs #lord of the white hell #ginn hale #ender's game #ghost dog #brooklyn nine nine #the wire

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starsinmylatte · 6 months

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If you still do these, A, B, l and N for the blueberry husband in the spirit of kinktober.

I love your work and take your time

😁

Of course!! Thank you for the lovely compliment, my darling anon! ❤️ I should absolutely be asleep rn, but I'm writing this instead.

Original smut headcanon post here Other letters I've answered: Q, S, Z || E, M, and W

Warnings: competency kink, body worship, oral sex, hickies, possessive Thrawn, breeding/pregnancy kink, Chiss biology (but make it sexy), degradation is discussed

A: Aphrodisiac (What encourages or entices them to make a move?)

This man has one hell of a competence kink, and you'll never be able to convince me otherwise. Any time he sees you do something particularly clever, Thrawn finds himself wanting to worship you for your brilliance.

It could be anything that showcases your knowledge or skill. Examples: The sight of you performing an exceptional feat (especially one outside of his own wheelhouse), outsmarting Thrawn in a game of holochess, or even making a vital contribution to military decisions. Any of these can send him into a deep need to show you just how exquisite you truly are.

These are the nights where he will remain fully clothed for the longest time, denying his own pleasure to bring you as much as he possibly can. Thrawn has you bent over his desk, back arched from pleasure and crying his name as his clever tongue is buried in your overly-sensitive core. You have to beg and plead for him to finally shed his own clothes to join you in bliss.

Another thing that will always turn him on is seeing any of the love bites or hickies he’s left on your body. He loves to see the aftereffects of your lovemaking, from the ones that only the two of you can see to any obvious ones. It lights a flame that scorches the possessive side of him, driving Thrawn to leave even more across your body the next time.

For my lovelies with a breeding/pregnancy kink, I absolutely think this extends to pregnancy. Thrawn relishes the changes to your body that his child brings, savoring every new curve. Pregnancy often brings changes like an increased sex drive, and he could not be more delighted to indulge your every desire. (God I really want to write some more thrawn breeding kink somebody slap me)

B: Birthday (Describe birthday sex)

It could be your birthday or his, but either way, it will be everything you've ever wanted. Thrawn is the type of man who is attentive to every small detail, so when it's your birthday, he wants to make you feel even more loved and precious than usual. It's a night wholly catered to your tastes and your favorite things.

If you're on leave together, he takes you out for a wonderful, galaxy-class dinner full of all of your favorite foods and then to a performance. Once the two of you are finally alone in your shared quarters, Thrawn carries you to bed and the night is all about what you want.

You want him to be soft and gentle? Done.

Want it hard and fast? All you have to do is ask.

Kinky, or do you want to be on top? It's his pleasure to provide for you. As long as it's not a "hard no" or something he's uncomfortable with, the sky's the limit.

I: Initiator (Who initiates most of the time? How?)

I honestly think this one’s a toss-up and that either Thrawn or his lover could initiate... with one exception.

In my humble opinion "Chiss mating season" is absolutely a thing because I'd imagine the winter season can be incredibly brutal in pretty much all of Chiss Space. So, for that purpose, there's some built-in instinct to "nest" throughout the winter with a partner, and a LOT of babies are born in the early springtime.

That being said, I 100% think Thrawn has an increased sex drive for a little while each year that just so happens to coincide with Chiss Winter.

You can tell that his eyes glow brighter, his hands wander over your bare skin more often, and he just seems insatiable.

N: Never (Things they would never try)

Thrawn doesn’t like degrading his partner. He encourages and fosters your brilliance and creative spark, the last thing he wants to do is damage it.

He’s also unwilling to try anything that will permanently hurt or scar you.

The only other "hard no" that I can think of would be having sex in public or sex where there's a risk of being seen by his troops (i.e. I couldn't see him pulling you into some random broom closet on the Chimaera). He has an image and order to uphold, and some stormtrooper catching the galaxy's greatest tactician with his pants down (literally) would not go over well.

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the batboys as spy movies

Charlie’s Angels is by faaaaaaar Dick’s favorite spy movie. And he isn’t only a fan of the movies, having the dvd set for all the seasons of the 70’s show. Just don’t mention to him the 2019 atrocity. Some may say they’re brainless movies, but there’s much more to it than the lack of a deep plot. It is about the style, and the action, and over all, the fun. He believes those movies changed the landscape of cinema of the time, bringing back the hard-hitting action that had been lacking in films from that period, and did it in the most entertaining way possible, with iconic fighting scenes he often tries to reproduce while in his own patrolling duties. Also… It’s sexy, okay? The whole vibe of the movie is sexy, and Dick fights just as good as he fights sexy. This movie is an iconic piece of cinema, of culture, of the 2000s and he’ll die on that hill.

When it comes to spy movies, Jason doesn’t strive far from his own older brother’s preferences, choosing the more eccentric and fun kinds over the sometimes too serious and boring traditional movies. It’s honestly a break from his own, very often, broody self. Even he needs a break from that once in a while. Watching Kingsman gave him thrills he hadn’t got in a while, sitting on the tip of his chair at that fight scene at the church. It's gritty, bloody and dirty (in more ways than one), with tons of fun dialogue and situations he just hoped would happen to him at least once *hello, princess Tilde*. And even with all of that, the spy characters are not missing the classic polished, fancy feeling of classic spy movies.

Not your typical spy movie, per se, but Tim really loves The Imitation Game. The whole amazing premise of the movie revolves around an apparently unbreakable code that, if cracked, could win England the war, in a game of cat and mouse versus a powerful - nazi - enemy. He admires the brilliancy of Alan Turing, one of his actual real life heroes, for not only cracking the code and but also realizing that his job went much further than just that: they can’t let the enemy know they have the upper hand, so they have to sacrifice some things, some people, so they can save a much greater number. It feels too much like real life to him. And of course, Tim solved that problem by himself way before any character in the movie did.

Damian believes the best of espionage is found in old spy movies, and no better example than the earlier 007 ones. Not that he thinks the recent ones are bad, but the classics are always classics, and they feel much better written, filmed, and portrayed in general, than the newer ones. He likes the gadgets, and how things are less about high tech, and much more about hands-on skills and combat. The Sean Connery era is his absolute favorite, with the best movie, in his not so humble opinion, being a toss of Goldfinger and From Russia With Love. Moreover, he loves that he gets to watch those movies with Alfred and his father, it’s like their own bonding, no pun intended, family thing.

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Fic Ask Game: Favorite Fic Lines

Hello people. So, I got some sudden inspiration for this little game, which goes hand in hand with the KinnPorsche Fanfic Comment Event a little bit, in my opinion: Share the lines of fics that have brought a big emotional reaction out of you. It can be anything, from sadness to happiness to horniness to anything in between. Lines that have stayed with you, no matter how long ago you read the fic. I believe our writers deserve a little praise in these trying times, don't you think? So, for me, some of them are the following: 1) "The rib hurts so much more now that someone else knows about it." - drank every scar, by @ginnymoonbeam - Tbh, I'd have to put the whole fic in here, but this is the line I tend to think of whenever the fic comes to mind. Rereading it now to find the line made my eyes water, it's so fucking visceral and perfect and I love it so much. Once again, thank you so, SO much for writing it and sharing it with the world ❤️ 2) "Vegas’ violence is unpredictable, painfully personal, and utterly, tragically ineffectual.

Pete forgives him all of it." - Civil Hands, by @ameliarating - I can't count the times I went feral over both Civil Hands and Deep Dive. As a fan of Pete, both of those fics mean the world to me, and this specific line has been on my mind since the moment I read it. I love how it showcases Vegas' effect on Pete's worldview, how Vegas made him break his own rules, and how he came to accept it, because it's him. Incredible writing, I love it so fucking much❤️ 3) "He’d rather be marked as disposable, he’d realized, than erased as invisible.

There was something bitter about realizing that he’d been both." - Once You Are Real, by @veliseraptor - Lise chose this for the summary and it's such a perfect choice. I think it's the reason I chose to read the fic in the first place. I am very emotional when it comes to the concept of Pete finding out he was forgotten, and this fic does an amazing job with it. I keep returning to it a lot, I love it to death. Painful in it's brilliance, I can't recommend it enough. 4) "“I don’t know,” Pete said unsteadily. “I don’t know. How could I know what that feels like? I’m not that kind of person.” He pulled against Vegas’s grip, and got nowhere. “You make my teeth ache. You make the world bright, like it’s real. It hurts. It’s hurt since I met you, but that means I can never forget I’m alive." - even the clearest water, by @luckydicekirby What a fic. The concept, the lines, the execution, it all deserves praise until the end of time. Pete's answer to Vegas' "Do you love me?" will always remain in my head as one of the best things VP-related I've ever read and ever will read in my life. I loved this so fucking much, I will never get over it ❤️ 5) "“And now you have nothing,” Kinn says. “As I said, a dumb move.”

“Wrong again,” Vegas says. “I now have something you don’t.”

“Oh?” Kinn doesn’t hide the way he rolls his eyes. “Massive hospital bills? Bed sores?”

“Happiness.”" - Your Power Over Me, by @wisteria-daydreamer - A very special shout out to my lovely friend who's written one of my favorite Kinn&Vegas fics I've ever had the pleasure to read. When this line came, I literally gasped out loud, it left me speechless. The way Kinn's POV is written was marvelous and the whole conversation he had with Vegas was incredible. Check it out if you crave some good Kinn&Vegas fics, it's very, very good. Disclaimer: I have so many fics and authors I love and I've made that clear to both them and my followers in the past. My brain could only handle doing 5 for this, but I absolutely have more than 5 that I'm obsessed with. Maybe one day I'll do a Part 2, I'll see how it goes in the future. No pressure tagging all the following lovely people, besides the writers that have already been tagged: @wretchedamaranth, @xpi-x-elx, @fleet-off, @lu-sn, @suzteel, @tsttoain, @thisautistic, @theoldastronomer, @vegaseatsass, @adanima, @kissporsche, @raksh-writes, @nyxelestia, @yourknightofrage, @mightymightygnomepriest, @justanothervariant, @justfionn and anyone else who wants to share the love for their fave fics and authors. You can do 5 or 10 or 100, there's no limit at all ❤️❤️

#Idk how this even came to mind but I love spreading appreciation for the people who have given me so many feels so here we go #No reason necessary tbh #I can't wait to see what people will share <33 #kinnporche the series #fanfic writing #writers asks

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