#this is literally all by his own volition

[catusbeanius]

One thing I love about TWST is how interconnected all the stories are! Even events and vignettes. My best example is the Halloween event and Diasomnia's vignettes. They're very good foreshadowing. Silver literally says (in his Halloween vignette pt. 2) "[I]f Lilia and Malleus chose to fight us of their own volition, could I oppose them? Would I be able to turn my blade against them?” (His whole dialogue there was amazing). He also says he was afraid of Malleus disappearing, not time stopping.

Imo, that's exactly how you use events and vignettes. They're supplementary to the characters/story/world and provide questions the main story can answer. Nowhere in the main story did Silver say "I'd hate it if Malleus disappeared rn. But time stopping? Whatever!" That's a facet of his character you get when your hard work getting gems pays off. The gacha system is still ass, though. Looking at you, Pop Music Club Lilia. Smh. I'm still salty about that.

Anyway, my preamble is over. This is a tidbit post LSKJD

Instead of just random fact, though, I want to share my favorite things about each character!

Tidbit (6.25) about Malleus:

You can tell how much he admires the Thorn Fairy.

In his Birthday Boy vignette pt 2. he offers to fill the party with briars—like the Thorn Fairy did. When the MC tells him that's dangerous, he says he thought it'd be an "amusing diversion." (He's so silly) I'm sure there's a few other examples, but I yapped enough already.

Tidbit (6.50) about Silver:

He's so naïve and candid, it's adorable.

He's not cautious of the Octavinelle guys. In his Fairy Gala vignette, Jade had a plot to get his dishes looking new, and Silver needed a translation bell; so they worked together. Silver also genuinely complimented the craft fairy's work and Jade thought he was being deceptive. In the White Rabbit Fest, a delinquent asked if he was scared and he was like "No, I'm okay. Thanks for asking, though."

He should know Octavinelle is bad news, though, because Sebek was hostile to Azul in his Labwear vignette. Tbf, Sebek quickly accepted his miracle detergent, so idk.

Tidbit (6.75) about Sebek:

He's so dramatic!!

He was sobbing every time Malleus sung during rehearsals for the Masquerade event (Sebek's Masquerade vignette pt 1) Like I mentioned before, he makes a big deal out of helping anyone. (A little off topic, but there's a cute moment in his Ceremonial Robes vignette where the MC hides under his arm!!)

Tidbit (7) about Lilia:

Everything <33 he's my wife!!

But if I had to pick one thing, it'd probably be his speech and dynamics with everyone.

My favorite line from him is "Growing boys need their calories. If the beast hungers, I say feed it." (from Sebek's Labwear vignette pt. 1 about Malleus)

You can just tell how much he loves them and how much they love him back. He'll tease Malleus and Sebek and they'll be dramatic about it, but it's all in good fun!

He protects Malleus from creeps (Rook) and Malleus protects him in turn!! (Lilia's P.E uniform vignette). Silver says thinking about cooking for Lilia keeps him awake (Apprentice Chef vignette pt. 2) , and Sebek trusts everything Lilia says (P.E Uniform vignette)

That's why his decision to leave them all is so damn heartbreaking. Like, girl, LOOK AT WHAT'S IN FRONT OF YOU!!!! I'm gonna shake that mf.

Their relationships are weird, but it's obvious what they are!! If you raise a kid, they'll think you're their father. SMH

Alright, I'm done yapping.

#Diasomnia #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #sebek zigvolt #silver twst #twisted wonderland #i hate lilia smh #not really #i could never hate him #tidbits!! #im normal about them

[coyoxxtl]

when people say falin had “pretty girl privilege” with how people treated her autism are insane like, she wasnt at that magic school by choice, she was sent there by her father because everyone in their community shunned her. and when she was there everyone but marcille thought she was a weirdo and didn’t fuck with her so, literally what are y’all talking about

#like sure this is all more apparent in the manga but even in the anime you can Tell that being pretty got her nowhere #you can argue her autism was harder on falin Because shes a girl. at least laios left home by his own volition #falin was literally an Embarrassment to her father. enough to send her away for convenience. laios truly has to be mad for the both of them #just bc shuro is a stupid lovesteuck man doesn’t mean shes rly banking on Pretty Privilege #dungeon meshi #falin touden

[zlobonessa]

one aspect that always fascinates me about the witch cult is how much they are used-to-be humans-but-now-not-really-are. they were just people who sometimes were good in the way people are and sometimes were bad in the way people are. and then their lifes had been altered by powers so fundamentally that they just. lost touch with any humanity that they had. how do you comprehend being a hundreds years old? how do you comprehend being able to kill a human as simply as a mosquito? how do you comprehend being beyond time, beyond aging, beyond life and death, beyond your own body, beyond your own memories? it's a horror scenario accepted willingly, horror where instead of running from monster you shake its hand and convince yourself that that's all you ever wanted, because the alternative? the alternative is the existence so miserable you'd rather die than go back. the existence that may ask you to take responsibility for your actions, navigate your own life, change who you are as a person.

they cannot do that. they never could do that. they live for years and years, having powers to do literally anything and yet led by instructions in the book, further and further conservating in the state they were from a start, the moment they took a deal.

doomed from the beginning. never having a chance to escape. never wanting to escape, instead allowing your humanity to slowly seep away as a price for not bearing the weight of that it means to be human. damn.

#re zero #sorry for being barely comprehensible myself i just think about this. a lot. #like the sheer fact that all of them lived either literally or technically (lye) for thousands years #and yet they still hold grudges for stuff that happened lifetimes ago #never progressing never changing despite the fact that their whole life is now technically about Progression To The Goal #to do more work! (nobody except petelgeuse actually cares about the cult goals on the personal level) #to collect more names! (there are never gonna be enough names) to collect more wives! (same thing here) #to be loved by someone who could never love you back because he stucks in his own role and unreachable goal #to be loved by everybody even though you are completely disgusting by your own volition #none of this matters but hey if you convince yourself that it does it doesn't suck so bad! #and if you admit that it doesn't then the only option is to ask yourself what am i doing here actually! and you not gonna love the answer! #well i sure am talking A LOT about them. sorry. #also that's the part where i'm slowly pointing at regurein- [I'm shot at the back of the head] #[my bloodied hand still draws “I'm a monster who hunts monsters” in sand tho]

[volivolition]

Do the character opinion bingo with Volition and Electrochemistry >:]

hey red i CHERISH YOU <33!!

hahaha yup im normal im so normal about volition we all know this :)

headcanons: - Volition smells like molten metal and stone, like if you'd just stepped into a forge. his limbs are cool and metallic, but closer to his chest and neck his skin is warmer, and he smells like lavender. his armor clinks like ceramic windchimes. - Electrochemistry smells like sweat and whatever the last "bad thing" harry's had. these days after the martinaise case, it's often of faint cigarette smoke. (i think while he's getting better, he smells like other things that give pleasure chemicals. warm blankets, good food, the breeze rushing in through the kineema window, hugs and pine aftershave.)

the reasons why "canon isn't real" is questioned is because of shipping reasons, i am absolutely shipping them in the wrong way but we're not looking at that, we're just gonna look at them kiss okay? okay? they're in love. to me. they can fix each other. they're healing together.

also for the love of god volition give me your fucking gender PLEASEEEE let me be a knight :']

#volta transmissions #character bingo! #''hey chemi you forgot the /platonic for the 'literally i would kiss them' square on volition'' no. no i didnt i promise <3 #i would kiss him platonically though. a thousand forehead kisses for him. kissing the back of his hand. i love him so much. #''if anything happened to them i would cry'' buddy i would cry even if NOTHING is happening to him. im fuckin. EMOTIONAL!! #fandoms pretty good with them not gonna lie. i dont like it when people reduce echem to just ''the funny guy'' like yeah he can be!! #but dont attribute like. EVERY joke and comedic moment to him? ALL of the skills are funny in their own right!! #reading a fic like ''...that joke didn't suit echem at all... that should have gone to rhetoric or something...?'' #but generally yeah everyone's got them pretty good we're fine here. if anything /i'm/ wrong about them lmao. #task: unstoppable force

[keeps-ache]

today! on the agenda we have [tears paper away to reveal the single word 'do'] ...

#just me hi #today on the agenda i've added the words 'draw' and 'make valiant efforts' so >:3👍 #//vv has sent me an ask and the sketching. oo it's sketching alright hfhs #am i going to make full character designs for these? probably i have no control in that aspect Hbfhvsfjs #if there is ONE thing i can consistently go all the way with it's character design. i literally could not tell you why that is lmao :3 #there are nights where i design whole casts of characters and then Forget About Them ?????? like dude. why did we do all that hbfvh #really i made a cast of like 10 characters one night they all had their signature colours clothes jobs hobbies dislikes and personal #relationships and then i......... never thought about them again hhhfhsh #[holds them up like a wet cat] does anybody want a strange half-baked story with a cast of about 12 people who are all clones of one guy #who's trying to kill them. cuz man hfhsh #//anyway all the sidings from that i think i'm coming out of the Saute Mode #what's Saute Mode? well you see it's when i've already taken out the ready-made good stuff in my brain and now i need to put in new #ingredients and let them get hot and ready again. Saute Mode :3 #sure it might just be artblock but i think i need an artbreak sometimes so loll #plus Saute Mode means i get to play viddy games without feeling guilty so YAY :33 #but Saute Mode does Also mean i sort of don't. talk to anybody out of my own volition HH #it's the side of the coinage. you understand hfbvhs #//annnnnnywhoodle back to my sketching :>> #posing my wretched beloved.. you are strange and impossible to understand hbvhfs #/:3 toodles !

[designernishiki]

sue me but i just really don’t wanna see someone try to rectify that terrible cliche out of character love triangle again like. if they chose to cut that out all together (not cutting YUMI out all together, obviously, just the romantic implications) then they’d probably have my attention. but let’s be real that’s probably not gonna happen

#legit you can cut out all romantic implications in that story and it’d literally not effect the plot at all #all the driving forces of the plot are already there. and they set that in stone when they made yakuza 0- nishiki and kiryu’s story #is between them and them alone and that’s how their story should end as well. yumi is important to the plot of y1/kiwami but not as a #an object in between kiryu and nishiki- she’s important for her own individual reasons and throughout the entirety of 1 she functions by her #own volition. she’s got her own shit going on and though it intersects with kiryu and nishiki in the end (and before that via haruka) #it literally has nothing to do with romance– it has to do with the 10 billion yen and haruka and how she ties into all of that #the fact that they’re all childhood friends COULD have been a very interesting piece of the ending to play with narratively speaking but #they don’t explore that instead they just say unga bunga straight men must fight over woman unga bunga #like come on are you fucking kidding me #she had her own whole ass life for 10 years. so did the other two for better or for worse. nishiki is a murderer and kiryu got ten years of #his life taken away by prison. but no it’s all secretly actually connected by a love triangle that’s been #just sorta hibernating for ten years or something #god #sorry I just. I hate it man i hate it so much there’s so much potential and good parts of the plot to explore but they DONT #becuase of heteronormative cliche bullshit that doesn’t make sense both narratively and in terms of the characters’ personalities #and backgrounds and morals and aggsgdhshshsxjhdhfjfjfjxjfhdhshss #rambling #call me a misogynist or whatever if you want but if you read these tags you see why I think the LESS misogynistic option would be to cut #out the love triangle/romantic shit completely and focus more on HER as HER OWN gigantic piece of the puzzle #with her own fucking Life #yk1

[fisheito]

1 thing i will never get over

Everyone in the clan is capable of destroying eiden

In the genuine eviscerate knock u ded via blunt force hypnosis from a sideways glance way

Yet every day, every minute, they choose not to

Everyone is a loser for eiden and I'm so happy about it

#like in chimes of darkness #when oli wanted to keep secrets and eiden was trying to coax em out #oli just easily broke outta his grasp and left #a reminder that these buff powerful dudes could at any moment choose to NOT give eiden what he wants #eiden could ask a question and if they dont wanna answer #they could literally pick eiden up #move him one space to the left #and walk past him (now unobstructed) #EITO U COULD HAVE BEEN DEAD AT ANY SECOND BUT NONE OF THESE MASSIVE MENCREATURES DARED TO DEADEN U #everyone loses to eiden 90% of the time of their own volition #love that #even aster in his tiny form? i put him in a cage match with eiden and well #eiden is dead in every other timeline but of course not here because they all love their master fraudwizard very much tyvm #eiden

[oflgtfol]

like i dislike obi-wan because i think he's overrated and he's the epitome of pretty white boy that the fandom fixates on and ships him with literally every single character in the entire franchise as a form of the roving slash fandom etc. but then seeing people dislike him because like oh he MISTREATED anakin or whatever it's so annoying like how dare you make me want to defend this bland ass white bread milquetoast man

#whats that one post. like everyone is so determined to blame literally anyone for anakin's fall rather than darth sidious and anakin himself #like can you all shut up about the failings of the jedi and obi-wan etc #there was a fucking evil wizard manipulating this little boy since he was 9 and you wanna cast blame to anyone but said evil wizard #and also anakin himself like idgaf what your master tells you to do. he committed MASS MURDER AND GENOCIDE !!! #hell he did the mass murdering of his own volition no evil wizard manipulation involved in that whatsoever #but oh yeah lets blame obi-wan all because he has like a very normal everyday human mistake of like poor emotional vulnerability #why are you people making me defend this man who i couldnt care less about. gawd #sorry im at the end of the movie right now and the whole obiwan padme anakin confrontation scene got me Contemplating #brot watches star wars

[videogamelover99]

Guys Chuuya's feelings toward Dazai must be so absolutely incomprehensible right? Right??

Like, you meet this kid who insults you and acts all intellectually superior and then turns around and defends you in front of your friends. Is like "Let's kill this dude together" after which you demand him explain why he's so gung ho about living suddenly, and seem to be satisfied with his answer?? So you put your life in this asshole kid's hands and he comes through. You did it. You defeated the bad guy.

Then this kid turns about and reveals he was playing you and your friends the whole time, and blackmails you with your friends' lives (friends who stabbed you literally in the back like 10 seconds ago, it was a really shitty day). You join the mafia but you pretend somehow you did it of your own volition and not because of the manipulations of this kid.

Fast forward a year later, you make new genuine friends who die immediately by some French asshole trying to control your life, and the shitty manipulative kid is back, saves you from imploding on yourself and carries you all the way to your dying friends so you could say goodbye, running off before you can stop him. Goes completely AWOL when you need him for your plan to kill the French asshole, shows up AGAIN to the place you'd just been tortured in. You decide the only reasonable way to deal with this is to tie him to a pole and spin him around until he's sick, and he 100% agrees. You come up with a plan to finally beat the French asshole. Oops the plan backfires. Now you gotta trust the shitty manipulative kid with your life so you can save the city and maybe the world. Somehow everything works out.

Oh, not to mention the horrible hallucinations you had of this kid claiming you're just like him.

He caused your friends to abandon you. He plays arcade games with you every Sunday. He is the worst version of yourself. He is a menace. You trust him with your life. He claims to want to brainwash you into being your maid. He drew you into the mafia only to ditch you three years later. How Chuuya doesn't have an aneurysm every time Dazai is mentioned I don't know.

#like no wonder he explodes on ranpo someone help him #bringing up that wan panel #'it's not hate it's...' 'looks like some complicated feelings' #bsd #bungou stray dogs #nakahara chuuya #soukoku #dazai osamu #skk #he doesnt hate him but he does but theyre not friends but they are but dazai ruined his life but did he

[moonstruckme]

HII I LOVE YOUR WORK SM!! I literally can't stop reading them 😭 I love you so much for making all of them !!

May I ask if we could get more of shy Remus?? As soon as I read the first one I immediately fell in love !

Thank you so much!! 🫶🏽

Hi lovely, thank you! Sorry this took me so long, I've wanted to write it ever since it came into my inbox but it took me forever to come up with an idea </3

cw: very vague implication of smut

shy!Remus x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

Remus looks surprised when he opens the door, and immediately after that embarrassed. For what, you never know. 

“Hi,” he says, lips curving into a smile as if of their own volition. “Um, I haven’t missed anything, have I?” 

You laugh. “No, you’re fine. I was just nearby and thought I might return your jumper.” 

It’s a half-truth. You’re ambushing him and you know it, but Remus’ reticent disposition means you know next to nothing about his life and after weeks of dating you’re really itching for a peek behind the curtain. You’ve brought chocolate muffins to make up for it. 

“Oh, that’s thoughtful of you.” Remus’ voice is soft as always, that adorable smile still playing on his lips until you both hear footsteps bounding down the stairs inside. He glances behind him, moving a bit more in front of the door. “While you’re here, maybe we could go have coffee or—” 

“Who’s that?” 

The voice seems like a sound of much dread for Remus, if his expression is anything to go off of. He ignores it, speaking only to you. 

“Or there’s a park just down the way—”

“Remus.” It’s a different voice this time, yet the effect upon Remus’ countenance is the same. “Who do you have there?” 

“Hi!” you say over his head, mutinous. 

“A girl?” Remus’ entire body seems to sag in resignation. “Remus Lupin, stop hiding her from us immediately.” 

“Sod off.” He says over his shoulder, as brash as you’ve ever heard him. It’s a bit thrilling. 

“I will not. Reveal your secrets, you dirty dog.” 

You actually do feel quite bad for Remus, a blush spreading all the way up to the tips of his ears, but he lets go of the doorframe, letting himself be wrestled out of the way. 

“Hello.” A dark-haired boy weasels his way into Remus’ place, giving you a salacious up-down. You raise your eyebrows at him, delighted. So this is who Remus associates with when he’s not with you. “My, you’re a pretty thing. And you’re here to see Remus?” 

“I am,” you confirm. “I’m here to bring back his jumper.” 

“Which would lead one to believe, “a second boy appears behind the first, both of them keeping Remus from reclaiming his spot at the door, “that you’ve seen him before.” 

You laugh. “I have. We’ve been dating a few weeks now.” 

“Remus!” The second bellows, eyes blowing comically wide behind his glasses. “Weeks? Weeks, and you haven’t said a word. How could you?” 

“I don’t suppose you have a bit of time on your hands,” the first boy says smoothly. 

“I’ve…” You check the time. “I do, actually.” 

He grins, wolflike. You’re not sure who the prey is. You worry it’s your date. 

“Yes!” The one with the glasses is effervescent, brimming with eagerness. It’s contagious, you find; you’re smiling too. “You have to come in, please.” 

You’re dying to, but you peer past them, locking eyes with Remus. He looks to be wishing for a swift and painless death, but he gives you a soft smile anyways. Nods. 

“Sure,” you say, “I could join you for a bit.” 

Some of the boisterous energy settles as they usher you inside, the need for urgency vanquished now that they’ve got you in their clutches. Begrudgingly, Remus introduces you, and the other two hassle him about taking off your coat and showing you where to put your shoes before he gets a chance to do either. Soon you’re settled comfortably in the armchair they tell you is Remus’ favorite. 

“Can I make you a cuppa?” Remus asks, and James and Sirius both oooh as he rolls his eyes. You nod at him, eyeing the other two amusedly. 

“He must really like you,” James says, “if he’s offering to make you tea.” 

“Hence why you’re not getting any,” Remus says over his shoulder as he stalks for the kitchen. 

“Prick,” Sirius calls after him. “We didn’t want any anyways.” But he crosses his arms, sulking back against the couch cushions. James, on the other hand, leans towards you. 

“So,” he says severely, “what are your intentions with our Remus?” 

A quiet sound of distress comes from the kitchen, but you all ignore it. “Your Remus?” you ask. 

James nods self-assuredly. “We’ve known him since primary school. If you two get married, I’ll be the one giving him away.” 

You raise your eyebrows. Remus’ head pops out of the kitchen, glaring daggers in a way you didn’t know he knew how. “You will not.” 

“What?” James looks gutted. 

“That’s not the point.” Sirius waves both of his friends off, though James looks like he would very much like to continue on the topic. “Tell us about you two, gorgeous. Where did you meet, how long have you been dating, has Remus told you where he hides his chocolates?” 

“Alright, that’s enough,” Remus says, coming back with your tea. He passes it to you carefully, handle out, and both you and James hiss at him for holding the hot part. 

“We haven’t even gotten her to answer anything yet,” Sirius complains. 

“It’s not her fault you haven’t given her the chance.” Remus perches on the armrest of the chair. It's probably so he can avoid sitting next to his nosy friends, but pride swells in your chest anyway at being chosen. You take his hand, and he squeezes your fingers in response. 

Sirius coos. “Only a few weeks of dating and he’s already holding her hand. I’m so proud.” 

You grin up at Remus, knowing what you could say to really shock his friends but not wanting to embarrass him further. He’s already flustered enough that his scars stand out in stark contrast against his flushed skin, but his look softens as he meets your eyes. Something about him eases, a small smile curving his lips. 

You decide it’s permission enough. 

“You’ve been a bit bolder than that, haven’t you, handsome?” 

James and Sirius erupt in hoots and hollers. Remus looks like he might well fall off the edge of the chair for how stiff he’s gotten. 

“Sorry,” you whisper, leaning up to kiss him on the cheek. It’s burning. “I’m not trying to torment you. We can go be alone in your room, if you like.” 

“No-o.” James waggles a finger at you. “Now that we know what you’re up to, you won’t be getting him alone in our house. You’re set on corrupting him!”

#shy!remus #shy!remus x reader #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x fem!reader #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x self insert #remus lupin fanfiction #remus lupin fanfic #remus lupin fic #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin scenario #remus lupin drabble #remus lupin blurb #remus lupin one shot #remus lupin oneshot #marauders #marauders fanfiction #the marauders #marauders era #marauders fandom #hp marauders #marauders x reader

[hamable]

Ok I’ve been grumbling a lot so here’s what I LOVED about PJO episode seven:

- every Sally flashback. I love seeing the struggle Sally went through, mostly alone, to raise Percy separate from a world actively trying to suck him in. There’s no good explanation for being so adamant to send him away out of love. If they lived in a normal world she’d homeschool him in a heartbeat. Her kid thinks he’s unwanted and it feels like there’s nothing she can say to make her words and actions match. Heartbreaking and really well done. It also allows me a small bit of sympathy for Poseidon, who is in a similar situation on a larger scale. (Not entirely, he’s a goddamn god and all that, but I liked seeing their struggles framed as parallel, wanting to keep Percy safe and having to make hard choices to do that.)

- loving Toby Stephens as Poseidon. Cant wait for more of him.

- Annabeth gave Grover a stress ball

- annabeth immediately takes the stress ball away and I’m like >:0 only to realize it’s bc they’re about to encounter Cerberus and Annabeth is always thinking six steps ahead.

- Asphodel was haunting, I liked it a lot.

- Annabeth getting stuck because she has regrets. It gets me thinking… Percy “good kid” Jackson (who feels like a screw up constantly, who would fall on his own sword a million times before letting someone else get hurt first) and Grover Underwood (who feels directly responsible for Thalia’s death and probably a majority of his ward Percy’s misfortune) are standing RIGHT THERE. What the hell kind of regrets does Annabeth have that she’s the first to get grabbed??

- Hades is very fun. I cannot believe this is Nico’s and Bianca’s father. And Hazel’s omfg. my heart melted when he said “I will give you sanctuary.” Do you know how big a deal that is? Percy is, for all intents and purposes, THE lightning thief, who broke into YOUR underworld, slinging accusations and speeches, blaming you for a war you want no part in (and that he, as the supposed thief, is literally the cause of) and you look at this kid. This poor 12 year old. Who Does Not Know what storm he is walking into. And you tell him he is public enemy number 1, that he is not safe anywhere, but that he and his mother will be untouchable here, should he ask for it. You tell him that you saved his mother of your own volition when we know Zeus himself would not save his own child. Legendary.

#think I’m gonna make a separate post about Hades bc I really like him actually #pjo spoilers #pjo tv show #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson

[ninyard]

Honestly honestly the most romantic moment of the entire series is when Neil talks about how he'd never gotten to travel for fun before and the Foxes are planning to take him to the mountains, and Kevin starts to protest that they can't go on vacation but stops because Andrew is holding a knife on him 😭🥺😩 like I don't know that's just just a sweet little moment to me, Andrew threatening Kevin if he takes this little chance for happiness from Neil

Uhhhh literally Andrew “I-don’t-care” Minyard is the most romantic of ALL the foxes. My line of work revolves around intimacy and from all my training and studying let me tell you that man is a master at his craft.

Andrew’s touch is beautiful and sacred; this thing he does not take easily, or give out kindly whatsoever. Yet with Neil it’s as if he can’t stop himself. We see it in how gently he tapes the garbage bags around Neil’s injuries, wordlessly, without being asked. THAT’S intimacy. How he holds his neck to inspect his eyes when he removes his contacts, how he hands Neil cigarettes without a request, how he doesn’t say a word while touching Kevin with the point of a blade because Neil deserves a fucking break. Sure, by technicalities, the shower scene from TKM is intimate by definition, but really it’s in the kiss he ghosts across Neil’s hip, in how he pats dry his broken skin afterwards. How can you look at him wordlessly dropping keys into Neil’s palms, and think, yeah there’s no way Andrew could be romantic. Is he soft, is he gentle, as a person? No. But his minuscule actions are, his unmentioned gestures are. You just have to look and find them.

TKM just has some of the most subtly beautiful examples of a different flavour of love and intimacy that is so unusual and heartwarming it’s insane. That shower scene drives me crazy when I think about how caring Andrew is in it. He came in with the tape and bags on his own volition, knowing Neil needed a shower and couldn’t do it unattended. How he didn’t take away Neil’s autonomy by assuming he couldn’t undress himself, instead waiting until he paused and couldn’t go any further before he started to help. How he drapes the blanket over Neil’s shoulders, again giving Neil a chance to struggle before wrapping it around him. They practically don’t speak to each other really in that chapter at all apart from a bit of flirting in the shower. Because they don’t need to, because Andrew knows how to love, how to be caring, how to wrap up the boy he almost lost in bubble wrap because if he loses him again, it won’t be pretty. He washes Neil’s hair! He covers his wounds! He treats him gently when that is possibly the last word that could ever be used to describe Andrew. I feel like that scene was in part of course him just looking after Neil who can use approximately two square inches of his entire body, but in another part proving how serious he is about Neil. Everything changes between the two of them then, suddenly their actions more relaxed than hungry, not yet a given but instead now just a want.

I don’t know. I can’t help but see so much intimacy and romance in subtleties and things you’d barely even notice, regardless of the people/the characters and their circumstances. I wouldn’t use the word sweet to describe Andrew at all, but the things he does for Neil? The way that he loves Neil? The absolutely fucking sweetest.

#I could go on for hours #Andrew is so soft while being the further thing possible from soft #sleepy ramble but I love them so much #aftg #Andrew minyard #Neil josten #andreil #ask #tfc

[uplatterme]

Angel’s Share

—there is no plot in this. it’s literally just smut. idk what to say tbh.

—dom!reader/sub!aether, top!reader/bottom!aether, gn!reader/ftm!aether | reader penetrates aether but nothing is specified, aether uses amab terms + mentions of his tcock | public sex ft. kaeya, rosaria, diluc , overstimulation, vibrator, handjob (kaeya!receiving), blowjob (rosaria!receiving), implied fivesome at the end, squirting

It’s a tense scene. The tavern is silent, the patrons had already left and the only thing Aether hears is his deep breathing and the loud thumping in his own chest.

His pants are sitting lower than they should be, barely holding on to his knees as his thighs are spread apart out of his own volition. Your hands are holding onto his arms keeping him still despite the faint trembling of his body.

There’s a gentle chuckle on his left side and his eyes immediately focus on the Cavalry Captain who’s holding a Death After Noon, his attention all on his drink that Diluc had just served.

It’s the only noise that cuts through the silence even if there are five people currently inside of Angel’s Share. Never has that name ever been more ironic.

“I thought you were closing, Master Diluc.” Aether hears directly from his right ear, your breath slightly tickling his neck.

From the way he’s positioned, it’s Diluc who gets the whole show. Almost as if you’re doing it to push the redhead into joining this mess. He blushes as he makes eye contact with the Darknight Hero, but quickly regrets it when Aether feels your hand travel from the center of his chest to where he’s most sensitive.

He hastily whines out your name, embarrassed at how loud he did that. Though he didn’t miss the way Diluc’s mouth gaped before closing it just as quickly as he wasn’t expecting that to come out of the Honorary Knight.

And just like that, he falls.

“Don’t make a mess,” He says nonchalantly, but it’s clear that there’s more to his words as he keeps looking at him, clearly fantasizing.

It’s hard not to with how he looks right now, like an Angel who was blessing everyone with his presence. 

Does that mean you were his God, then?

Your hand continues to go lower, moving towards his knees and dropping his pants completely on the floor. He’s wondering if he should remove his boots as well, but his question remains stuck in his head when he notices you nibbling on his neck and leaving very visible marks that he has no doubts will bruise.

He knows how much he’s already soaking. He shouldn’t be, considering what you’re doing is so minimal. However, he can’t help it. The premise of being stared at while you’re preparing to fuck him dumb has him going insane.

“He’s quiet.” Rosaria finally speaks, facing him as her hand lays on the bar counter.

“He’s just a bit shy. He’ll be louder than the cathedral’s bell soon, I tell you.” You say.

Aether wants to argue with that but when he feels your fingers rubbing his slit, he stops to moan instead. 

“See? So desperate, I haven’t inserted a finger yet and you’re dripping.” He flushes red, not knowing where to look. There are eyes in every direction, all watching him intently. He knows that once you say the word, they’ll eat him up like prey.

“Come on, Angel. Lean back a little, show them how turned on you are from being watched.”

Aether looks at you in desperation, pleading you to take your order back. It’s too humiliating, and yet he knows how right you are.

He follows your words, wanting to close his thighs. However, the moment he does, he writhes at the pinching of your nails.

“Keep them open, I won’t ask again.”

He shakily nods his head, spreading his legs even further than they were before. A “good boy” leaves your lips and he immediately smittens at the praise.

Your fingers scissor him open, and wet squelching is audibly heard by how quiet it is inside the tavern.

“Look at how pretty he stretches.”

The Cavalry Captain wants to make a joke to lighten the mood but finds it unbelievably hard to do so with how perfect your words are. His hole presents a gorgeous shade, your fingers being covered with his juices while he quivers from your penetration, along with the fact everyone can see how needy he is.

“Pretty.” Kaeya states.

Rosaria nods her head along with this and all attention is on the silent bartender who seems to be shifting quite a bit.

“Look at that, everyone thinks you’re a pretty boy. Even Master Diluc is silenced. What do you say to them?” You question him, continuing to plunge your fingers inside without even giving him a break.

“Hnn…T-Thank you.”

“You’re being very obedient today, Aether.” You point out.

He nods meekly. He doesn’t know if he can ever step into Angel’s Share without being reminded of today’s events.

“Is this how I get you to behave? Should I fuck you inside of the cathedral next time? What do you think, Sister?”

Rosaria laughs. “You’re awful. The poor traveler’s already so embarrassed.”

“Don't act as if you don’t like it, maybe you should get a better skirt in the meantime.” Kaeya jests, noticing the bulging shape from Rosaria’s lower half.

She kicks Kaeya’s leg, earning an “ow” from him. “I’m not denying it all, Kaeya. Perhaps you’ve mistaken me for our bartender instead.”

They look at Diluc whose cheeks are tinted slightly.

“Don’t include me in your petty conversations.” He says, although it’s easy to tell that he’s also enjoying this whole thing. Even more so if you look behind the counter to see how much his cock is pressing against his pants.

“It doesn’t hurt to be a little honest sometimes.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He denies it again.

“Everyone can tell you’ve been cleaning the same glass for minutes now. So yes, we can—”

“Ahh!”

A loud noise erupts from Aether, silencing the argument in an instant

His entire body is shaking as he takes you inside of him, filling him to the brim. His legs are wanting to so badly hide it with how he takes you in.

It’s so loud. Gods, he’s so loud.

He struggles to keep his lips shut, a whimper coming out every few seconds while you continue to hold his waist and use him as your sleeve in front of everybody. That same damn waist that he likes to show off like the slut he is.

Your name leaves his mouth as he starts to sob now, feeling you press so deep inside of him and stretching him entirely for your needs.

His tdick is incredibly swollen, incredibly starved from how it hasn’t been paid any attention to at all even when you were fingering him.The only pressure it’s receiving is the slight vibration that goes through it whenever you thrust him  on top of you with your assistance.

He wants more, to grind his dick against something, anything to relieve that itch.

“Look at our audience, Aether. You’re performing, aren’t you?” 

He hesitates in doing so, obviously distracted by how you’re using his body for your own entertainment, stretching him out and purposely going slow so they can see how his face is a mess when you make sure that everything is inside before lifting him up again as if he barely weighs anything and making his hole clench on nothing but the tip pressing on his entrance, ready to fill him up again without any warning.

“Come on, tell them how you feel.”

He screams as you keep doing that again and again, breaking his mind and slowly getting closer to cumming.

“Mmn…F-Feels good!” He stammers out, holding tightly onto your legs.

He’s so close and he doesn’t know what to do. He wants to cum so badly, he’s been wanting that since earlier. However, there’s also the fact that he has to cum in front of everybody and he doesn’t know if he can take that. He already has to live with the fact you’re doing this and showing off how he becomes so submissive when it comes to you.

He shivers on your lap, thighs shaking while you continue your hold on him. Aether stutters out your name, he knows he doesn’t have a choice. He can’t delay the inevitable.

“P-Please…” Aether begs despite not knowing what for.

“Hm?”

“My cock…” He says.

Ah, but your hands are already busy from holding onto him. If only there was a way to help your partner out.

“Your cock? What baby, you need it to be touched?”

Aether pleads, holding onto your tighter.

“I see. So you won’t mind a bit of audience participation then, right?”

“W-What?”

Rosaria’s the first to understand what you mean and steps up. Aether hears her heels clacking on the floor and freezes.

“I—Wait!” 

His mouth falls into a silent cry when Rosaria’s glove glides over his cock. Her nails are sharp, the metallic part of the glove pointing on his skin. If he moves too much, he could get hurt. So, he tries not to.

Unfortunately, that’s easier said than done. Her fingers are cold against his dick and he wants to move away, already shifting in his seat.

Aether hears you tut. “You’re being helped out and now you’re shying away?”

“C-Can’t…Please.” He asks you.

You tilt your head to the side slightly. He looks adorable pleading, taking back his own words.

“Why? Do you not like how it feels?”

His mouth stays shut. It’s far from it, actually.

“Gonna cum…”

“Is that a problem?” You push deeper inside his body and he shakes his head “No”, his insides getting so sensitive with how rough you’re treating him.

Aether’s legs were ready to shut close from the way Rosaria is playing with him but he detects another set of coldness from the hand placed on his left thigh, Kaeya coming closer to him.

He cums from that, squirting easily onto the sister’s fingers and soaking her glove.

He tears out even more from the embarrassment, they’re so close to him. He doesn’t know what to do. He’s being eyed like he’s a piece of meat.

“Slut.”

Your whisper in his ear sends him into a soft whine. He wants to say sorry, to apologize that he didn’t cum from you instead. The whole situation was just too overwhelming for him.

“I didn’t mean to...” He says.

“Really?”

“I won’t do it again! P-Please make me cum! Please, please. I only want to cum from you!” He begs loudly unlike the quiet traveler from when you were stripping him down earlier.

The others glance at you, wondering how you’ll proceed. They obviously want you to continue, wanting to see more of this attitude from the traveler, maybe even hoping that you’ll let them take a bite of Aether.

Aether’s no longer sitting on top of you. In fact, everyone’s position is a lot different.

He’s bent over the counter, moaning and gasping with every thrust you give him, his legs struggling to hold himself up. “Ngh—Haah!”

He doesn’t know how much he’s orgasmed from you, it’s getting hard to think clearly as you won’t give him a break even if he cumming, continuing to penetrate him.

Another thing that’s different is how he’s not the only one making noise anymore. Besides your grunts, there’s also Kaeya who’s just as loud with how Aether’s hand strokes him up and down.

Rosaria’s moans are heavenly too, perhaps this is the only moment you’ll ever hear her sing in a way. She uses Aether’s mouth as if it isn’t even one, choking the traveler from her size. 

You know Aether likes being used like this, and so you indulge in it, seeing him get wrecked despite the possessiveness you bear. As long as he only cums from you, as long as you’re the only one who gets to be directly inside of him.

The redhead stands there, watching this all happen.

“You’re missing out.” You say.

You know he wants to join in. He’s flushed heavily and his cock is twitching from the slutty noises that Aether is making.

He watches you pull out an object out of nowhere and press it onto Aether’s dick. It vibrates intensely and Aether shrieks, absolutely overstimulated by everything.

“Ahh!—No! ‘m c-cumming again—I just!” Most of Aether’s words come out as incoherent but it doesn’t take away from what he’s feeling right now.

His cum drips out onto the wooden floor, it keeps coming and coming, and eventually makes a puddle beneath his legs. “Mmmh—C-Can’t stop!—S-Sorry, M—Diluc!”

Diluc can barely hold on, his mind being hypnotized by what he’d just seen and heard.

“Look at that baby, you’re so good…A good slut for everybody, yeah?”

Aether mewls, nodding his head for you and crying even more when he feels the vibrations starting up again.

Well, the traveler had always preferred four members in his party anyways.

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[sugarcoated-lame]

JOEL FUCKIN’ YOU WHILST YOU’RE ASLEEP?! kricket… kricket………

smut below the cut*

warnings: pre-established cnc, somnophilia, unprotected piv, 18+ minors dni

hehehehe SEB !! my love 🧡

YES Joel fucking you while you’re asleep! I am a firm believer that as long as you’ve talked about it and he knows you’re okay with it, Joel, especially pre-outbreak, would LOVE to get his mouth on you while you’re sleeping and wake you up with his tongue (I mean I literally wrote a whole fic about that lmao), but also his cock 🫠

He just loves having you at his mercy, loves how sweet and peaceful you look, a beautiful angel in his bed with your hair all spread across the pillow like a halo around your face, and he can’t help but want to touch you, want to feel you. can’t help it because you just feel oh so good wrapped around him, but also because he likes for you to wake up to him making you feel that good too.

I could definitely see it happening on one of those nights where Joel gets home really late from a contracting job, tired and wound up from a long, stressful day and wanting nothing more than to relish in you and your warmth.

You’d tried to wait up for him, but when Joel walks into the bedroom, he finds you sound asleep on top of the sheets, your body closer to his side of the bed than yours.

Laying on your side, clad in nothing but one of his big t-shirts, your chest slowly rising and falling in even breaths beneath the soft fabric, the book you’d been reading to try to help you stay awake lies abandoned at your side.

The sight of you in his clothes, sleeping peacefully on his side of the bed, all snuggled up to his pillow, stirs something in Joel, his cock twitching beneath his jeans and he knows he has to have you, to feel your softness and warmth to make him forget all about the day he’s had.

smut below the cut** ❤️

Joel undresses quietly and shuts off the light on your bedside table before carefully climbing into bed behind your sleeping silhouette. His fingers find the hem of your—his—shirt and gently lift it up to reveal that you’ve forgone underwear and he lets out a quiet groan.

His rough, calloused palm gingerly slides over the curve of your ass, appreciating your curves before making its way to your front, sliding between your thighs to get you ready for him.

You stir for only a moment when his fingers brush your clit, a sleepy whimper falling from your lips at the sensation, before sleep overtakes you once again and you’re melting back into the sheets.

Joel’s fingers find your hole where you’re already starting to get wet from his light touch, sinking one of the digits in slowly. Pushing in and out of your warmth before adding another.

You’re still asleep when another quiet sound escapes you as Joel stretches you with his fingers, your back arching of its own volition causing your ass to press against his hardened length and he can’t help but let out a quiet “fuck” at the friction.

Once he feels you’re ready for him, Joel gently lifts your leg over his hip, pressing closer behind you as he lines up his leaking cock with your entrance.

Joel pushes in slowly, one inch at a time, and the way your warm, velvety walls just welcome him in so easily has all the stress of the day melting away in an instant.

His thrusts are slow and deep, his large hand on your hip guiding your pliant form back against him, his cock reaching places inside you that only he has ever been able to reach.

It’s only when his tip prods against that spongy spot inside you that would normally make you see stars if you were awake, that Joel feels your walls begin to clench tighter around him, your back pressing more firmly against his chest as you begin to stir with a quiet mewl.

“Mm- Joel?” Your voice comes out in a sleepy whisper.

Your hand clumsily reaches back to find his curls, a contented sigh leaving you as your fingers tangle in the soft strands, your mind beginning wake up and catch up with your body as he continues to fuck into slowly.

“‘M sorry for waking you, darling.” Joel presses a soft kiss to the back of your neck. “Just looked so fuckin’ pretty— Needed ya.”

oops got a little carried away with this one 🤭 but godddd I need a cold shower and like 3-5 business days to recover from this, I need this and him so bad 😭 !!! hehehe thank you for sending this my love, I hope you enjoy! ilyssssm 🥰❤️🧡

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[murdrdocs]

I just want them to beg for my touch, to have them so stupid that they would beg for even a hand job, but I also want them to look at me as if I'm a goddess as I ride them, as if I personally put every single little star in the sky (and yes, this is about the subby men)

sub!stiles stilinski; handjobs; begging; MDNI 18+ w/ STILES STILINSKI

stiles' teasing nature always melts away as soon as your hand lands on his crotch. if the roles were reversed, and you melted as quickly as he did with just the slightest touch, stiles would tease you relentlessly. he would mock you as he said something along the lines of "my girl is always so needy, isn't she?".

and it feels so good to be the one saying that now. pouting up at him almost cynically as you stroke over his boner with the lightest touch. "my boy is always so needy, isn't he?"

you don't realize just how far gone stiles is until he doesn't feed you a reply that is just as sardonic. instead, he stares blankly at you, the only signal of life existing behind those eyes being the way they flicker from your own eyes to your lips over and over again.

you drop the act just a bit. just enough to not be mean. but you're still a little rude about it. not in the way you push forward and press your lips to his. not in the way you pull his pants off and spit into your palm before circling his cock with your palm. but in the way you almost give him what he wants.

you pump his cock with perfectly crafted strokes. and just when he starts to get into it, when his head falls back and his breathing turns all labored, you take your touch away. you kiss his neck, you tap your fingertips against his leaking head.

it's surprising how you don't even have to tell stiles what to do. he starts begging on his own volition. not as sweet and desperate as you would have wanted. at least not at first. but when it comes, it's so worth it.

you're between his legs, kissing around his thighs and torso. missing the spot that literally cries thick fluid for you every single time. until up above you, you think he might cry too.

he expels his desire verbally instead of with secretion.

"please. pleasepleaseplease. i'll do anything. just touch me, please?" it would be downright evil for you to deny stiles when his begging is so pretty.

#stilesworld! #stiles stilinski x reader #stiles stilinski x you #celeste writes misc #stiles stilinski smut