#ABSOLUTELY NO SHADE TO ANYONE IN PARTICULAR BTW!!!!!!

[coulson-is-an-avenger]

ok I love Malevolent so much and all the art I see for it is absolutely fucking phenomenal, however I do have to speak my truth and throw in my two hater cents because Arthur Lester, widower who had a midlife crisis after his entire child died and then went headfirst into detective work for fucking years, is not a scrawny 20 year old twink. Some of you are drawing bill cipher😭

[ravel-puzzlewell]

Hi! Do you mind elaborating on what you meant by "tiefling politics" on that wotr vs bg3 post? Just curious, ignore if you want

its about the fact that bg3 has a lot of tiefling characters, somehow more than wotr, and huge theme of like hells and connections to demons\devils and somehow manages to say absolutely nothing interesting about it.

in wotr we have examination of tieflings fitting into human society, ostracization and (literal) demonization of them, where even if some of them would want to help in war against hell, they are scared (frex, group of tieflings thieves you save which you can ask to help u and they are like are u kidding me, crusaders will torch us). woljif in particular is a deconstruction of selfish chaotic neutral tielfling rogue archetype, his story both exploring how both he was pushed into being a criminal bc he had no other options, but also interplay with how he then himself tends to dismiss his own agency in being able to decide for himself and choose better, forever excusing himself with "well this is a crappy hand dealt to me", his survivalist attitude of everyone for themselves vs desire for community, how when given a smidge of stability and access to decision making in council, he tries to awkwardly, but eagerly advocate for societal improvement for all tieflings, and this is one of his most sincere moments - and gets laughed at immediately, etc etc. and speaking of community, v interesting intersection between "good" and "bad" marginalized groups of mongrels vs tieflings, with Lann being self-righteous about both his moral superiority and how mongrels "have it worse", while ignoring that mongrels - and he himself specifically - are mistreated literally bc they are mistaken for tieflings.

btw if anyone wants me to talk more about mongrels vs tieflings thing, hit me up, i think there was a interesting stuff, even if not properly dramatized

meanwhile in bg3 being tiefling largely means nothing? like the refugees would sometimes like drop a line out loud about how tieflings should stick together bc humans won't help them, but like that's it. the refugees could literally be humans running from war or blue cat ppl from avatar running from capitalism and nothing in the plot or characters would need to be changed. tieflings is just cosmetics for them, like idk its cool to have colorful NPCs with fire eyes and sexy horns. And even companions wise, you know I love Karlach and tried to romance her, but being tiefling is just looks for her, its not meaningful. It doesn't matter for her backstory, she could have been a strong human from poor background who was sold out to idk, underdark. like it sucked bc she was forced to do violence and everyne was an asshole and she couldn't see sun, but otherwise it being Blood War specifically doesn't come into play. and like. Blood War has famously huge effects on ppl with hell heritage! I'm not saying she should have been Valen Shadowbreath with entire plotline about struggling with blood war calling, but like. idk, something?

my point is that tieflings and hell has a lot of lore and like, FLAVOUR in this setting, which were not explored at all. these are just ppl with horns and generic Bad Place.

and then like. devil essentialism. bg3 has central motive of how evil races are not ontologically evil, but like, devils are. sdfghjk. apparentely mind flayers can fight actual mind control if they are V Special, but all devils/demons are evil with no exceptions. karlach was in hell for 10 years and never met a single sympathetic devil. the closest one he had mocks IS Evil when we meet her in game. and I actually liked Raphael (transition could've saved her), but there is nothing particularily interesting about him, he's also straighforwardly evil. this severely limits how interesting interactions with hell are. in wotr there is a wide range from reformed succubus to most evil sadists, with every shade in between, which allows for complex stories, like that that fucked up love between that betrayer dwarf and demoness who seduced him. she's legit evil, but she also has actual twisted affection for him, and he knows she uses him, but he was pushed too far by humans and chooses her anyway. this background story is honestly has more depth than wyll's and mizora relationship, where shes just evil and he's straighforwardly martyr. when mizora offered to have fun wink wink, i immediately knew she's gonna Evil It. and she did. and she didn't even get anything out of it! it was just staining your soul to be evil:3 like ok, but boring tbh.

and like yeah war with hell is central plot of wotr, obviously it has a lot more to say and explore about it, but like. bg3 didn't HAVE to have to include so many tieflings and have us follow their stories through all acts. it didn't have to include hell in "no race essentialism" game if it didn't want to talk about it. it chose to, and when game has big chuncks of content about smth connected by a theme, i expect it to say smth about it? anything interesting? eh.

btw, this is not to say i think wotr's writing is perfect, far from it, i can talk for ages of my problems with that game's writing, but this initial phrase was from shitposts specifically comparng things in wotr to bg3, so

[gracefullou]

Hello!!!! Now the tour is over (😭) and we're moving onto festival season- what were your top 5 outfits from the fitfwt? (Or top 10 if you have lots!) ❤️🖤❤️🖤

Hi! It is very hard to choose only 5 so i'm gonna go with 10. In no particular order:

-Fitfwt New York: Not only is it an iconic show of the tour but his outfit was perfect and he looked so hot!

- Fitfwt St Louis:Just bc of the top. It is a little different from what he usually wears and a break from the many tank tops he wore this tour but he looked so beautiful 🥹. I hope he wears this shade more often, it really suits him

-Fitfwt Manchester: idc what anyone says i'm in love with the jacket ❤️. Look how pretty he looked 😳

Fitfwt Cardiff: I love the top 🤷‍♀️ and his hair looks so good and fluffy it puts the look together and give it an ethereal beauty vibe

-Fitfwt Turin: This look is so underrated it makes me mad. One of my absolute favorites. Perfection from head to toe 🙌. 10/10 for the styling

Fitfwt London: like New York, it is one of the most iconic shows on tour. The outfit is so on point. Louis looking GORGEOUS.

-Fitfwt Curitiba: simply perfection 😌

-Fitfwt Bogota: So elegant and well styled. Loved it (it was in my top 3 latam outfits in fashionlouist poll. I loved it THAT much)

-Fitfwt Santiago: If i look at the jacket alone i don't like it that much but it somehow brings out the blue of his eyes so beautifully. He looks seriously ETHEREAL in every single pic from this show so it had to be in my top 10

-Fitfwt San José: Do i even need to say anything? This picture alone speaks for itself. This is a face/ body people would go to war for btw

[tixuctoad]

TOH spoilers

No shade to anyone who headcannons/has this theory btw!! I like to think that just about everyone ends up getting their sigils taken!!!/gen

But I disagree with the theory that bump gardening is proof that he got his sigil taken off already; hes simply gardening and while yes we do see that his sigil isnt on his wrist, we need to keep in mind that this isnt the first time a marked character was drawn without their sigil; in fact it's not the first time bumps sigil on particular wasnt there

On top of that later, presumably within in universe seconds/minutes of owlbert flying past hexside we get to alador removing illusion kids sigil

Which, HELL YEAH, proves that sigils can be removed

But also judging by Darius' reaction, that's the first time they managed to do it successfully; its their scientific (magical?) Breakthrough

With that said, I do absolutely adore the idea of bump getting his sigil taken off and he starts messing with plant magic + I'm happy he got that sweet retirement

[automaticsoulharmony]

Oh okay okay

Probabaly… umm… god there are so many. Owl House is the most recent one that I absolutely adored watching (not counting Dropout shows cause they’re different to me)

Idk why Mary Poppins was the first one that came to mind? I’m also in love with Encanto, Mirabel means the world to me

Oh I’m great at the hyper specific part. There’s this one particular shade of pink that I love, it’s kind of a dusty rose? Idk but I’m obsessed with it and own so much stuff in that color or an adjacent one

Mmmmm I like getting burgers, so really anywhere that has a good burger

Oh this is a tough one. They Both Die at The End is the only book that’s ever made me cry, so that does deserve a shoutout. Pulling from classics I love To Kill a Mockingbird

Pop: currently Olivia Rodrigo and Chappel Roan

Indi(?? I guess that’s what is call it??): PEGGY

Those are really the only genres I listen to, or at least that I can distinguish

Does Mountport - the improvised musical from Game Changer on Dropout - count? If not Six: The Musical

I get Arizona tea a lot recently, especially since it’s the cheapest, but if I’m feeling fancy and craving sugar I get a Dr. Pepper adore that question btw

Have to go turtle

I mean, I guess Dragon? Or a hippogryph I guess

I always say Dandelions cause I’m always happy to see them and also the first time I said my mom told me they were weeds not flowers, so now I say it out of spite as well

This is difficult, the only Bath and Body product I’ve smelled recently is the Lavender Cucumber perfume I got a very long time ago, so I guess that

I don’t really know, I like Smokey scents in Candles though, or peppermint or Lavender, but the last two are just my favorite scents in general so

This was so fun and amazing questions <333

I’m gonna tag all my usuals but I am saying to yall that if you don’t have the energy to answer every single questions it’s okay, go ahead and choose your favorites! (Sorry Sad-Girl <3)

Npt: @starchasing-cryptid @roseandgold137 @rootbeerrex @saphic-with-t @10dunksfansinatrenchcoat @6kate1bishop6 @little-doggy-girl-collar @fatallyaddictedtofiction @biterflies @transgnckon @masterofthew1cket @sad-girl-shit11 @onlymyleftsideisgay @angelwiththeblue-box and anyone else!

Favorite TV series?

Favorite Disney movie?

Favorite color? But it has to be hyper specific.

Favorite place to eat?

Favorite book?

Favorite singer from each genre?

Favorite musical if you have one?

Favorite bottled drink from a gas station?

Favorite animal?

Favorite fantasy animal?

Favorite flower?

Favorite bath and body perfume scent?

Favorite Yankee candle?

Crochet or knitting?

@automaticsoulharmony @galaxys-universe @zzzubie @bluetiger3000 @sagaofa-dying-star @small-giggle @clawedinmyprofessions @dexleonard @jess-quillkiller @0-the-muffin-man-0 @marylily-my-beloved @my-castles-crumbling @julyrivers @notallstarsarebright

And anyone else who sees this

Ps I didn’t tag you @sellingbonesforsapphirestones because I’ve already asked you guys all the questions lol, feel free to answer again however

[mfpeace]

@justbeingedgy @weird-colombian-gurl You asked me to elaborate on the "Ches already has a kid" theory in the notes of that one mf analysis post (which I really liked, go check it out!!), so that's why I'm making this one, cuz notes are a bit too restricting for what I want to talk about!

Though next time think twice before asking me to talk about something I'm interested in, because you never know when you're gonna wake up lovecraftian horrors!! :DDD you'll see what i mean when you press read more :))

So, I'll say it right now - this post is largely inspired by the second story highlight of this Instagram user (sorry, I don't know their name, only that their Instagram handle is dee_girl_metalfamilyfan), it's in Russian though, so keep that in mind

Alright, so I'll break this theory into two parts: the first one will be all about Ches, and the second will be about his potential child (spoiler: you might've seen her!)

Without any further ado, let's get to the Ches part:

1. The creators said that they're gonna explore Ches' character in the second season. Obviously, it doesn't mean anything on it's own, but just wait.

Dima: Let's talk about the second season a little. Of course, the seconds season will show development of the old characters, as well as new ones. That's in short. As you see, Ches looks a bit different here.

Alina: Yeah, we'll show a bit more about Ches at the ages of 18 to 20. His past. We'll reveal a bit more about his complex character, as much as it's possible.

(The source of the translation) Also I think they also said at one point that adult Ches will get some character development too? But that's probably a given, considering that we wouldn't see his youth if it wouldn't have affected him in the present, flashbacks without any relevance to the overall story don't sound so good

2. Not sure about this one (we don't know how much in character it was) but I can't not mention it.

Alina: Actually there was this one fanfic that I really liked. I don’t remember what it was called, but it was about Ches having a daughter, which is a cool topic. It was relatively in character and truly interesting. It’s great when people focus not just on sexual relationships of the characters, but also try to look at their development. That was a really interesting one. That’s it.

(UnityCon '19)

3. This one's a pretty big one, in my opinion. So, this is what they said on ArtWave '19:

Dima: Ches also has flaws.

Alina: [to Dima] Don’t spoil stuff.

Dima: His flaw is that he's very... irresponsible, let’s say.

So, maybe, just maybe, Ches does have a child but he, you know... left them? As the Instagram highlight from the beginning say: "he might be irresponsible enough to leave his child, and he's probably irresponsible enough not to use any contraception" (rephrased, not the exact quote)

4. Alright, so, the only mention of this one I can think of right now is the aforementioned Instagram highlight. The Metalfamilyfan says:

I contacted Korg/Корж, (admin of @ metal_yama [and I believe one of the organizers of the Metal Family Meetup in Moscow]) and she asked Alina on one of the meetups: "if Ches were to be a father, what kind of father would he be?"

And she said: "The kind of that would say "kid, look at that birdie over there!" an then he would run away"

Someone's words are not the perfect source, but they did tag Metal Yama and from what I know they didn't disagree with what the author of the page said. if anyone has anything to say about this (disprove or definitely prove what I said) feel free to do so in a reblog, notes, DMs, send me an anonymous ask, or in any other way you feel comfortable with

5. Ches has literally been through the same thing, and we know how important the theme of the cycle of abuse is in Metal Family (or, in this case, the cycle of neglect? Abandonment? Idk)

You managed to hide your PREGNANCY from me! AND you've been hiding the child from me for a whole year!

YES, because you would've insisted on aborting him!

AND NOW I'M INSISTING ON PUTTING HIM UP FOR ADOPTION! OR I'LL LEAVE RIGHT NOW!

6. Here we can see Ches with a blonde girl. Nothing too special, probably just a one time hook up. He doesn't seem to be interested in her, and she seems to be annoyed with him.

But wait...

What is this?

Like, it doesn't even matter if there's actually a punk/rock/whatever band named MOM or not, I just think it's pretty weird to put it in this particular drawing of Ches and this random woman who is implied to have slept with him. It's not integral to Ches' character as, for example, Korol i Shut is. It's just... there. For some reason.

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Alright, now, finally let's get to the second part of the theory: who is, exactly, his child?

The short answer is, according to this theory, her:

First, let me list every single instance of her appearing in canon (and by canon I mean everything made by the creators. Even with this definition of canon it's not much, I promise): The screenshot you can see above on the left (it's a screenshot from the second season and it appeared here), an instagram story posted by Alina (above, right), and two drawing with a lot of characters where you can spot the girl which I'm gonna call her PinkHair or PH for short, I'll mention them later I feel like I should mention this, comparing the sources of the images and the dates when they were posted, it's safe to assume that the screenshot in the classroom has the latest and final version of her design. The red hair most likely doesn't mean anything

1. Alright. So. we've seen Dee and PinkHair in a classroom together, so they're most likely related in some way, or at least they know each other. Their exact relationship doesn't matter here, because all that matters here is that they're related story-wise

Let's look at the first image. This is the banner of the main Metal Family channel. Ches is near Heavy (they get along quite well and I'm sure Heavy aspires to be like Ches in many ways), Dee (we can see his classmates/friends near him, they're all about his age), and we can see people related to Glam on the left side of the image (including Ches!), and Vicky's - on the right side (notice how the hell sign is also there)

Now, I'm not absolutely sure about this one, but it's still kind of weird - look at the image on the right (it's from ArtWave 2021 btw) - wouldn't it make more sense to put PinkHair near Dee? Also, Curiously enough, not only is she not close to Dee on this image, but she's also standing next to Ches.

Though this whole thing could be explained by art theory (too many small things in one corner of your drawing isn't great composition wise lol sorry PH) but I still can't quite skip this point

2. Remember the "MOM" lady? Fun fact, she has the exact same pearl earring that PinkHair has on the screenshot.

3. I'll put all similarities with her supposed parents in this point: Mother: * She's also pretty uh.. glam? for the lack of a better word? Or feminine in a traditional sense, yeah I think that's a better way to put it. Like colors they prefer to wear for example, and jewelry. Characters like that aren't common in Metal Family * She's gotta be a blonde. I can't imagine her being anything but blonde. If she manages to maintain that hair color as a brunette I'm just straight up assuming her character arc is gonna be killing God because these kind of people are capable of anything. I fear them with every fiber of my being. * I can't say for sure because of the shading, but it seems like they both have gray eyes, and she also has darker skin compared to most MF characters. Though, it's likely that Mom just applied a lot of fake tan Ches: * We know that Ches for sure has darker skin * AND grey eyes * There's also some possible personality similarities but I'm not sure if you can compare a child to a parent they've never really known in this way

That's about it, I suppose, I hope there isn't that many grammar mistakes and logically unfinished parts and whatnot in this post I forgot to edit lol x) I'm not sure how to end this post other than to remind you guys that almost all the points in this posts are inspired by the "тупая теория" highlight on the dee_girl_metalfamilyfan's Instagram page, so go check them out and subscribe, they post Dee x The Quest Girl fanart and and always credit the artists. Without them this post would be much, much shorter.

Thanks for reading this post, please feel free to let me know your thoughts on this post <3

[uta-no-sin-sama]

5 Fun Facts and 5 Headcanons - Part 8/23: Few Words Needed Edition

Hi all! I really need to start posting here more often now that school is out for the next few months. I've been thinking about turning this blog into a general otome game blog since I've been getting interested in a few different games like Utapri (my biggest current hyperfixation is Obey Me lmao) while slowly losing interest in Utapri oops, would anyone be open to me turning this blog into a more otome-based blog rather than purely focusing on Utapri? I'd still write stuff for Utapri, it just wouldn't be my main focus of the blog.

Anyway, the next part of this series might be posted a little earlier than expected because I happen to share a birthday with the next character.

A very happy birthday to this quiet but gentle soul!

The lack of decent Kira gifs (or anyone who isn't in STARISH or Quartet Night, no shade to either group) on here is absolutely criminal btw.

As always, I hope you enjoy!

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Up first, 5 Fun Facts!

1. Kira's birthday is May 5, which makes his star sign a Taurus.

2. He often finds it difficult to express his feelings by speaking alone and uses music as a way to better convey what he is thinking.

3. His hobby is pottery.

4. Partly due to how difficult it is for him to express his emotions and partly because he is used to his group leader's bullshit antics, Kira is not easily flustered by Eiichi's praise.

5. Though not necessarily canon, it is widely suspected that he has a soft spot for rabbits because of his accessories that feature the adorable animal.

Next, 5 Headcanons I Have!

1. Kira doesn't usually try to get revenge on others, but when he does he is brutal. He once went an entire week without saying a word to anybody in HEAVENS just to get revenge on them for leaving him out on planning a photo shoot.

2. When HEAVENS was still a three-person group, Kira was the one who would latch onto Nagi like how Shion does now.

3. He has made too many various pieces of pottery to count for each of his fellow HEAVENS members that he gives to them for every birthday, Christmas, album and song release, and anniversary of the group being together.

4. He's not very caught up on internet memes, but he knows enough to mess with the younger members of HEAVENS (Nagi in particular) by purposely misusing dead memes.

5. One time for April Fool's day, Kira played random songs instead of the one that the boys were supposed to be rehearsing. These songs had a chaotic range, from "Der Flohwalzer" and "Moonlight Sonata" to the Mii Channel theme and of course Rick Astley's "Never Gonna Give You Up".

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Up next, the strong S-Class teacher himself!

[drunkenrevel]

i once wrote the everythings, about my beautiful love. the girl who took my life from shades of charcoal and soot and replaced them with hues of jade green and mandarin orange. the girl who i thought would just be another passer-by, but turned out to be my whole life in one human being. the girl who stands 5’8” (which she’ll remind you of), with deep, magnetic brown eyes, a voice as soft as summer rain, and a smile that makes everything else in the vicinity melt away.

the girl, her name is mar. and the first time i ever wrote about her, i wrote about how her name suits her. how she is like the sea. how she’s calming, but powerful. how she’s vast, but familiar. i still think about her like that to this day.

but this is the everythings, part two:

for my sweet love,

it’s been a few months since the everythings. we’ve been through so much together in these months. we’ve learned from one another, laughed uncontrollably, been there for each other through trying times, and cried together (well mostly me crying and you attempting to get me to stop).

but in these months, i’ve found so many more everythings i’d like to share with you baby.

- the way you wrote “my everythings” and how it showed me that you really do always meet me halfway, without me asking.

- the way you write, whether out of love, or trauma, or distress, it’s beautiful. the way you speak so eloquently, it’s mesmerizing.

- your perspective, and how you see life with such a unique view of things. how you have this innate ability to change your perspective in order to understand pretty much anyone you come into contact with.

- how stubborn you are (and you’ll argue this one, but it’s true). you’re hardheaded, set in your ways sometimes, and rightfully so.

-how you pronounce the word “yesterday”

- how even when i’m crying, overwhelmed, and upset, you can say one line to make me laugh and i can’t even remember why i was crying in the first place

- your intelligence, and i know others have made you doubt that sometimes, but you are so intelligent. you’re probably the most emotionally intelligent person i’ve ever met. you’re also smart, like smart smart, smart with words and always learning new things, picking up everything so quickly

- the way you edit, and it seems silly, but i could watch you on Vegas for hours even though i have absolutely no idea what you’re doing (but i know you’re good at it)

- how you don’t use auto-caps

- how you take time each day to have a bath

- how you tuck dino in at night

- the way you read to me at night, how you have to sound out some words sometimes till you get it right. and i know you can be self conscious about it, but i think it’s incredibly endearing

- how you ask me what words mean occasionally (bc i get to feel smart for a few seconds hehe)

- how you eat your hot cheetos over discord, and i don’t say anything half the time because i know you’d mute, and honestly i like hearing you munch :)

- how even if i’m showing you something that has no particular interest to you, you listen and ask questions anyway

- how you push me to be the best version of myself, and how i’m already seeing progress because of you

- the way you tell me “i love you for who you are and who you want to be”

- the way you laugh differently depending on what you’re laughing at (you laugh the loudest if it’s at me btw)

- how you always make sure to see things from my point of view, even if i’m having trouble doing the same

- how you are so incredibly patient

- the way you kiss me through the phone, sometimes i close my eyes and it’s almost as if you’re here, kissing me

- the way you’ve let me love you entirely, how planning our future together and looking at apartments never scared you away

- how you always greet monkas when she walks in the room and starts meowing

- the way your breathing rises and falls at night, i’ve memorized the tempo and pitch by now

- the way when you’re sleepy, you start sounding discombobulated

- how you say “discombobulated” at least once a day since you learned it

- how you care for me, make sure i have everything i need if i’m sick (even though i yell at you for spending so much money on me)

- i love the way you speak to me, so softly, but with everyone else you act all tough

- i love your determination, even though things may not turn out the way you had hoped, you still push through, you make a different path for yourself

- i love the way you greet me on the phone, how no matter if it’s been five minutes or a whole day, you sound just as excited

- how you go through our old texts and tell me about them

- the way you treat your nephews, how i know if we ever do decide to have kids, i would know you would be incredible with them

- the way you mumble “good morning” to me on the phone, and how i’m the luckiest girl in the world to be the first one to hear your voice each day

- the way you do my ocd routine with me at night, and have never judged me or shamed me for it

- how you’ve come so far with your communication, and I’m proud of you baby

- how from head to toe, outside and inside, you are my whole life in one person. i look at you and see my entire life in you, sweetheart. the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen, talked to, been around, you are unmatched.

these are just some of the everythings. as always, there will be more. i wanna thank you, baby, for the everythings. i’m so proud of you. i’m so grateful for you. i never forget how lucky i am to be yours. thank you so much, my love, for letting me love you and loving me back. look at us, who would have thought?

love,

stephie

p.s u stiiiiiink

[brin-bellway]

Man, reading this thread makes me feel like one of those colourblind people wondering why people are making such a big deal about subtle variations in shades of brownish-gray.

I read through the notes, and almost *every* example that *every* person brings up for *every* emotion on this list parses as fear to me.

I'm reblogging this particular version primarily because of how surprising it is to see someone describe the-painful-awareness-of-the-gap-between-how-the-world-is-and-how-it-ought-to-be as *anger*, when as I experience it...okay, some of it is disgust† and a fair bit of it is simply pain (which is not exactly an emotion per se), but the rest is basically a *central example* of fear to me.

By the time I saw this post it was too late to vote on it, but I'd have gone with anger. I can't say I'd be *fully* comfortable with "dealing with my inability to (safely, ethically, etc) satisfy my bloodlust†† by cutting it out of my soul", but I have to admit it *would* be the most practical approach.

(I'm not going with shame because I absolutely do not understand what it would mean to cut out shame but leave fear intact, and I'm not fucking with that. At least there is *a* thing that it would mean to me to cut out anger while leaving the others, even if I'm not drawing that line in the same place as anyone else.)

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†shitting myself in public would *also* be disgust, BTW: shitting myself in private does not seem like it would be significantly less unpleasant modulo bathroom access

††I cannot *begin* to wrap my head around what "non-violent anger" would be like as a quale, I suppose next you're going to tell me eths can be placed at the ends of syllables

[ihavenoconsistentname]

Fuck it Welsknight appreciation post

Just because I can

Just random stuff I love abt Welsknight

The amount of dipshits he's put up with?? Like literally so many people have hounded him for being burned out when he was burned out and people are basically doing it again and he's only shown a legitimately negative reaction to it ONCE. He puts up with it so much and somehow has only once seemed visibly discouraged by it (if you don't know what I'm talking about here, I think you can still find the post where I went on about it in my top posts)

Literally just,, getting a hello as you enter chat is instant serotonin

His humor is so simple but great

Don't get me started with the amount of snark contained in this man, it's glorious

Putting on a fucking Mr Mime skin to terrorize Nebris and naming his sword "Mr Mime's Loving Touch" telling us that one day he would kill Nebris with it and in the chat there would be a message saying Nebris was slain by Mr Mime's Loving Touch (this is in Pixelmon Beyond btw)

Season 5 when he was getting a screenshot standing in front of the end crystals pissed off an enderman got blown up by said end crystals and his death message said "Welsknight was blown up by Enderman"

Falling asleep to his streams just hits different,, he has such a soothing voice

THE SEA SHANTIES. HIS VOICE IS JUST SO GOOD. IT'S ANGELIC AND BEAUTIFUL.

When he makes jokes about his age because we call him old or because he has to restate that "the only one allowed to talk about their age in chat is me"

Yelling "YOU KILLED MY WIFE!" in Among Us twice even though he killed his wife immediately right in front of someone else

His laugh. His fucking laugh, oh my god. Precious. You cannot listen to his giggles and tell me that does not give you ridiculous amounts of serotonin hIS LAUGH IS JUST SO DORKY

The little baby voice he uses when he talks to Remi,,,

I just love how several times he complained to us about when he was deployed to go mess with files in an office for a week describing it as "twiddling his thumbs in an air conditioned office"

Law Nerdᵀᴹ

And english nerd,, he's said a lot that he was almost an english teacher

HE HAS TOLD US ABOUT A GOATEE AND I HAVE MILDLY SEEN IT IN A FACE CAM IN A TWITCH SINGS STREAM

Just,, the way he starts off his streams,, love it

The way he often says "My friends" to refer to his audience

I clearly remember one time at the end of a Twitch Sings stream when before the raid he said "I love you all to death" and I wanted to cry at that

He's so wholesome??? He's so wholesome.

He's so laid back and chill and just so easy to vibe with

He might not stream or upload super often but he's still such a nice cc to vibe with???

And you can tell he genuinely appreciates the part of his audience that genuinely appreciates him. Like. Not his entire "fanbase" because a lot of them only care about hermitcraft, I'm talking the people who tune into every stream solely because it's Welsknight and they enjoy watching him play whatever game he chooses to play that day.

I also honestly like his non-HC streams better because significantly smaller audience and he gets to respond to basically every chat message

Gotta love that Riveting Circle Contentᵀᴹ in pixelmon

I just love how much of a pokemon nerd he is??

He literally talks about having pants that say "pokemon master" on them

When he was telling us about how he was helping Wifey pick out her team for the pixelmon tournament (THAT SHE WON BTW) and said she pointed to one and went "That one does the funny thing"

He's got these fucking edgy middle schooler undertones and I just live for that like idk about anyone else but I totally feel like that's a thing he has

He literally described Helsknight's vibes as being an edgy/angsty teenager

Once again I just admire that he absolutely refuses to let his audience control him in any way. He is a full time content creator who makes most of his money off hermitcraft content but he still doesn't give a shit how many people try to force him to make hermitcraft content instead of doing whatever the hell he wants playing whatever the hell he wants to play. He appreciates his audience and is thankful for it but still does not give a shit what any of them have to say when he isn't playing on the hermitcraft server and making hermitcraft videos.

Also this might sound like I'm throwing mega shade at bigger ccs (no one in particular just a general thing) but he actually knows how to control and properly influence his audience/fanbase lol basically all of his actual fans aren't toxic and by actual fans I mean literally anyone who doesn't just demand hermitcraft but literally everyone is chill and in no way toxic because woah he actually knows how to influence them properly and control them and knows how to have fun while still strictly enforcing things to ensure that his audience doesn't become toxic and shit

And yes I know with that one big fanbases = less control but my main point is he basically just knows how to properly influence people so that they don't get out of hand in the first place and so that everyone in his audience knows how to make sure others don't step out of line either and they know to just shove those people away and not fuel any flames

I'm basically just saying I admire how he's able to even have such a chill audience?? Not really focusing on if he can control them or not it's just the sole fact that he was able to build such a wholesome and chill community in general

That's it cause this list does not need to be super long skgkjakg

[dragqueenpentheus]

Okay no one has to read this but i DO have to write it:

PYROC VS FATHER PAUL

Ya bitch needs an art break bc im getting angry about voices existing as i try to keep myself entertained. Today is NOT a god one for sinking into repetitive line work and that’s just about all i have on the table atm

SO! Im gunna do a little thinking about my little meow meows all fucked up by religion. Just a comparison for my sanity and interests. Pyroc is my baby i wrote him for the first time years ago. Five?????????? Whadda hell. Going on six.

ANYWAY john joined religion because of his trauma. His sister died and he felt lost. He was unmoored in this fishing village and looking for reason looking for hope. Hed had his heart broken and trying to make sense of tragedy on his own was totally beyond him. Thats why his interactions with riley in AA are SO good like. He knows that confusion and he knows the rhetoric that’s supposed to combat it. Only it dooesnt work for riley.

The same sort of thing happens for pyrc, only inverted. Loss urns him away from god and religion because its SO strong in his family and not only is he loosing trust in god, but his kin as well. He’s suspicious there’s mre they arent telling him, at the point of his fathers death. And he agrees to, on the surface, absolutely wholly throw himself in to being the second the family and the village need. But he’s keeping his treachery under wraps.

That’s one of the coolest things about father paul imo is like. That slow unraveling of what is. Frankly. An awful half assed plan, driven by fear and loneliness and desperation and dementia and love. Even VERY obvious things like. Taking down the newspaper photo of his young self ‘slip’ by him. I think, on some level, its DEEPLY intentional. He wants people to CHOOSE this. He wants people like bev. He wants people who see him and are in aw of him beating god. Of killing death. He wants to be worshiped and adored and for people to come to him willingly, no tragedy driving them to his arms.

Pyroc also wnats to be worshipped, but he ALSO wants to do the worshipping. He really longs for an element of almost????? But not quite??? Subjection?? He wants to be shown something and for a Great Voice to tell him, unquestioningly and unerringly that it is GOOD. Full stop. And then he wants to spend his life worshipping it. But this booko is an exploration of how….. no such thing exists. And more importantly no great voice exists either. There is nothing wholly good, nothing wholy evil. His lack of faith in himself once he becomes god is him starting to understand that as well. Thats on purpose baked into the lore. The starting point was ‘what if god was a position and in order to get promoted you had to be a murderer. No matter what’. He understands things are not wholly good, at that point. I onder how long it will be for him to realize they are not fully evil as well?

Bc pruitt does hm hm hm an interesting move. Where he takes something the narritve is very sure to communicate is EVIL no wiggle room just fact. Even if its driven by animal instinct its. Evil. And he makes it, not just good, but HOLY. And god i LOVEEEE that for him i ADOREEE that what a MOVE. Driven by desperation and dementia and relief and ‘if god saved me than maybe i can be good despite loving and sinning and maybe if i defeat god then i will be Thee Good’. SO sexy of him. Im really fascinated by his morality. He seems to have an understanding of the shades of grey in some respects??? But if he had a BETTER one with more forgiveness in his heart i feel like hed have left the church anyway after sarah was born??? Even if millie didnt ask him??? That might just be my own sensibilities creeping in but ….. like he culd have seen her on the weekends. He can do other jobs. Hes straight (??? Not totally convinced of this) he could have just dated her that makes me crazy. LIKE OBV HE HAD LINES HE THOUGHT THAT WOULD CROSS AND HE HAD INTERNALIZED THE CHURCH AND THE RULES AND SHE WAS MARRIED AND ECT ECT i know he couldnt have really but. Thye were straight. They coulda.

Im not gunna do fantasy homophobia bc i think its …………….. Boring. But i think some element of??? The vindlegaurd line MUST be passed along and for that particular rules must be applied. But thats also boring as hell :/ maybe i can work in my parthenogenesis lore?????????? I bet pyroc would love building that spell in any universe. That’s the sequal when he goes to magic university in helsin. But yeah i do like the concept that. Anyone can have a baby thru magic its just a time and energy commitment. Just a matter of wanting it enough together. Every baby is so deeply wanted and its mere existence is proof. Thats dope i love that. HMMM to be decided at a later date when im deeper into the story i think. I still havent figured out fully how and where and why orion is going to be invovled and if???? Pyroc and orion are even going to be romantic??????? Im torn im TORn…….

Thikns about john bonding w sarah over science and learning and starts wEEPING…. Like theres some surity beloved. Its just a matter of uncovering. I think sarah felt that same thirst for answers and hunted them differently. Her faith is in logic and science. I loveeee her god. Every scene w her and her dad absolutely RUIN me like!!!!!! SHE DOESNT KNOW!!! SHE DOESNT KNOW HOW LOVED SHE IS!!!!!! I hope at hte very end she saw the blood as the gesture of love it SO clearly was and not him trying to poison her. God i love that she spat it out. GOD. Thats about being gay, btw. Spits the religious offering that could save you across the gasoline soaked church floor like BABE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I think we as a collective should talk about the possibiites around sarah/erin more. Bc their defiance combined would be. Earth SHATTERING for crockett.

In the future pyroc gets a kid. Ever since that campaign where Enemy ended up playing his daughter im like. How did i NOT know this idiot wanted nothing more in the entire world than to travel it with his daughter. I dont care how or why hes getting a kid. Hed be so doting and awful abut it. He would need orion as a co-parent for the kids self esteem to be normal levels. thINKS ABOUT PAUL GETTING TO RAISE SARAH AND JUST ABSOLUTELY GASSING HER UPPPPPPPP HANGING EVERY DOODLE SHE EVER MADE ON TEH FRIDGE. BOASTING ABOUT HER SCEINECE PROJECT OT ANYONE WITHIN EYESIGHT EVEN THOUGH ‘WE K N O W JOHNWE WERE ALL AT THE SCEINCE FAIR’!!!!!!!!!!! Let these fuck ups be doting fathers im fucking begging. That scene where paul is like. You take ccare of everyone on the island sarah. Its more than being a doctor. You comfort them.

HM HM comfort is such a thing for Miss Bitch like!! He sees it as a Good Thing. He tries to bring it for riley by asking to hold the AA meetings on island ((also manipulation. Obvously also manipulation. I wouldnt have bene shocked if he was slipping the vampire blood into the coffee every meeting either. But thats just a theory. A game theory.)) ANYWAY he sees comfort as hly. The church gave it to him when he needed it. The angel gave it to him in the cave. Feeling safe and warm is HIGH on his list of priorities and what makes him hand over respect.

I think pyroc has lived a very comfortable life in SO many ways, but in none he. Activly recognizes. A key part of his character arc his him…. Opening his eyes to the world around them. Seeing the privilege he has and being like. Wait. This isnt Right. We have to change thi. And when no one agrees ti shifts to I have to change this. With Violence. A little revolutionary <3 it only costs the life of his whole ass family

Thats more fun comparison ground like…… paul is SO much about I know whats right and there is a cost but i AM ignoring it. Like HE KNOOOOWSSSS he knooooows he just doesnt want o See. I’m not sure if im going to surprise yroc with the ……megadeath of. His whole family. Or if it’s a choice he has to activly make. I think a choice makes it more compelling, more layerd. It has to be in the moment though, becaus ei think thats. A key difference between them. Pyroc wouldnt do it.. hed just leave hed peace out and do what he could in small ways. But he wouldnt do his big stand off with god. Hed shrink his goals in order to not hurt his family. Out of love?? Intimidation?? Some instinct wihtin him that balks at the idea of disobedience??? I think even he doesnt know. But i LOVE john becaue he jsut decides to lie. He closes his eyes and says i am being stupid on purpose. I think thats PERHAPS more compelling than good guy coward pyroc BUT!!!!! Thats who he is rip to ths little man. Cant change him now hes a whole ass child in my head. The PLOT i can change. Him….. not without massive character development <3

UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MM set my brain on FIRE!!!! Im so glad nano is coming up. I love sharpening pyroc against the comparison of other AMAZING characters. Father paul hill my beloved millstone <3 anyway sorry to anyone who reads this its literally me unhinging my jaw and emptying my brain out. I had to write stuff that wasn’t novel or fic. A little character time down and dirty. I wil NOT be editing this love and light to future me trying to decode this

[vventure]

Naughty Angel

Characters: Monoma Neito x f!reader

Prompt: “Your ass is going to be seven different shades of red after that little stunt.”

All characters are aged-up to 20+!

Warnings: Smutty Road head, alcohol consumption, D/s dynamic, swearing

Word Count: 2.9k

[F/n] is for first name, and [L/n] is for last name (I usually use [y/n] but then when I was editing I realized I included a last name)

A/N: I h/c Monoma as being a softer dom in his relationship, and also that he’s past his hate for class A once he’s left school, but still can be jealous. BTW DO NOT DO ROAD HEAD. That’s my PSA. I included it here because this is a fictional universe. I’m more than open to continuing this particular story to when they get home from the party, but I’m nervous about writing that bit of smut, so it might take me a bit. Hope you guys enjoy it! 

“Neito, babe?” She called from the bedroom she and Neito Monoma had been sharing for just over a year. “I need help.”

The blond-haired man sauntered into the room, taking his time to run his eyes up and down her body that was partially clothed in a tight black dress. He had been lucky enough to see her like this a few times since they started dating, galas and parties were important for pro-heroes, but each time his heart hammered in his chest when he saw her dressed to the nines. Right now it looked like she was struggling with a piece of black lace that was meant to wrap around her neck, creating a sensual keyhole opening on her chest and back, her cleavage on full display. He grumbled slightly that anyone at the party was going to see her like this, but acquiesced and stepped behind her to do up the buttons. 

Neito’s hands brushing against her neck made [F/n] sigh in contentment, and the copycat hero chuckled, sucking a mark into the space that would be covered by the cloth he was doing-up. 

“Neito!”

“What? It was too tempting. Your skin is just so soft,” he replied, leaving open mouth kisses on her upper back once he’d finished buttoning. Dressed in his nicest suit, a jet black two-piece with a green and royal blue patterned pocket square, Neito was getting antsy to get out the door and to the gala that he’d agreed to attend; he hated being late. 

“I guess I’m ready,” she said, spinning in her royal blue heels to face her boyfriend. They’d coordinated their outfits, since Neito always wanted to be the best dressed. Slinging her arms lazily over his shoulders she gave him a sweet peck on the lips, wiping away the red lipstick that transferred. 

“We still have time,” Neito replied, pulling her taut against his body, hands running up and down the sides of her dress. “Plus, I have something for you that I think would complete this ravishing outfit.”

Neito took her hand and led her into the living area of their modern apartment. On the countertop of their breakfast bar sat a long, blue-velvet box with gold trim. He walked over and picked it up, returning to [F/n] and flipping the lid open. Inside was a tear-drop shaped emerald hanging from a long gold chain. Clapping her hand over her mouth, [F/n] pulled the necklace from its box and turned so Neito could do the honors of clasping it around her neck. Weaving the thin chain underneath her done-up neckline, Neito clasped it, and it hung heavily right above her cleavage.

“I love it, Neito,” she said, walking over to the full-length mirror by their front door and admiring her completed outfit. “You didn’t have to do this.”

“I want everyone to know who you belong to. A collar seemed tacky.”

A laugh escaped his lips as [F/n] gave him a good-humored glare over her shoulder, before spinning and walking over to muffle his laugh with her mouth. People probably wouldn’t know that the emerald adorning her was Neito’s birthstone, but she loved his commitment to showing her off all the same; plus she was damn glad that he wasn’t having her wear a collar out in public. Neito pulled her in close again, his hands running down her back to cup her ass, which he gave a gentle squeeze and slap to, making her giggle.

“Let’s get out of here, it’s unfair that I should keep such beauty all to myself. Remember, they can look but they can’t touch,” he said, a hint of an edge to his voice. This made her wonder just who would be at this gala to get him to act so possessively. She would never say no to him treating her like a queen, but did feel a flutter of concern about how he’d act at the party if he was already getting riled up just thinking about it.

The couple exited their apartment building hand-in-hand, heading for the sleek blue sports car waiting on the curb. Neito opened the passenger door and [F/n] stepped into the black interior, situating herself as best she could in the tight dress and buckling her seatbelt. Neito walked around the car and hopped into the driver’s seat, turning the car on and shifting it into gear. Once he’d situated his hand on the steering wheel, he took [F/n]’s hand into his own and placed a gentle kiss on her knuckles.

“I’m glad we’re finally in the car, because all I want to do is rip that dress off you,” he mumbled into the top of her hand. She blushed a deep red, slipping her hand out of his so she could palm his thigh through the soft material of his suit. His lithe muscles rippled as she massaged up and down his leg, reaching ever closer to his crotch.

“That’s rather unfair, [F/n],” he growled, his eyes never leaving the road as they shot through the city. “I can’t hide what you do to me as well as you can.”

“Then I guess you’ll have to let me take care of it before we get to the party,” she smiled mischievously. Neito groaned as she undid the zipper on his pants, the material yawning open as his prominent bulge threatened to jump out. She worked his cock out from between the opening in his boxer-briefs, and he hissed as the airconditioning of the car hit his bare skin. Licking the bead of precum from the slit at the reddened top of his member, she laved her tongue down his length as far as the restricting clothing would allow her to. Her tongue ran up the underside of his dick, pressing deliciously against the vein there, and Neito choked on his moan.

“You have five minutes until we get there, stop being such a fucking tease.”

With that, she swallowed a few times to prep herself mentally more than physically and took all of his length into her mouth, his throbbing tip hitting the back of her throat. She hollowed her cheeks and ran the tip of her tongue along him as she bobbed up and down; her bottom teeth ran along the side of his cock in the way she knew he liked. As she pressed his member as far as she could into her mouth, Neito swerved and the car dipped sharply into a pothole, his cock forcing its way down her throat causing her to choke while tears came to her eyes as he groaned wantonly. 

“Fuck, sorry pet, I couldn’t avoid i—ah,” he said teasingly before she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, coming up for air and stroking up and down it using her saliva to reduce the friction. 

“You’re such a bad liar, Neito,” she replied, continuing to pump him. Leaning down, she sucked the head of his dick into her mouth and pressed her tongue against the slit at the tip. He moaned and slammed his head back against the headrest, his eyes remaining on the road; she knew she had him. Pressing him into her mouth all the way down to her hand, she sucked feverishly and grazed her teeth against his bottom vein until he was bucking against her. 

“Ah—fuck—I’m c-cumming,” he panted. “Don’t get any on this nice suit, angel.”

His hot seed shot down her throat to punctuate his words, threatening to make her choke by the sheer volume, but she pushed through it. A single tear rolled down her face as she swallowed every drop that he was pumping out before pulling off him with a delicious pop. Using one of the tissues Neito kept in his car, she wiped her saliva off his slowly softening member before moving it back under his clothing and zipping his pants. [F/n] pressed a fresh tissue to her cheek, mopping up the tear as she looked into the lighted mirror in the car to ensure her makeup was intact. 

“You are in so much trouble, making me cum in my nice car,” he growled, shooting her a slightly-dazed yet still dangerous look. She sat there smugly, watching as he pulled into the valet line at the hotel. Neito stepped from the car, adjusting himself discreetly before handing his keys to the valet. He walked around the front of the car and pulled open her door, lifting her from her seat and slamming the door shut. Pressing her against the side of the car, he pulled her in for a hungry kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth where he could taste himself; he pulled away groaning.

“You just can’t help yourself, can you?”

“I needed something to tide me over for this party, until I have you all to myself” she replied, palming him through his pants. 

“Are you trying to get punished?”

“So what if I was?”

“You’re such a brat,” he growled, pulling her lower lip into his mouth. “Let’s get this over with, so I can teach you a lesson.” 

She wiped his mouth yet again, clearing away as much of the lipstick she’d left behind as she could before reapplying hers and allowing him to take her hand and drag her into the hotel’s lobby. It was decked-out in black, white, and gold and felt absolutely ritzy. A private ballroom was off to the left of the lobby, and that's where Neito led [F/n], telling the bouncer his name and walked past him. The ballroom was decorated in the same manner as the entrance way, but it was lit only by purple lights, giving it a royal feel. 

Gasping in slight awe, she allowed herself to be pulled to the bar where Neito ordered himself a  sake blossom and then handed [F/n] her favorite drink. She took a tentative sip and then smiled lovingly at Neito, which he returned before realizing they were in public. He could be so affectionate when he wanted to be, and [F/n] loved that well-hidden side of him, as well as his brazen side.

“Phantom Thief!” An older man exclaimed from behind Neito. Turning, Neito put on a show-stopping smile and shook the man’s hand. They launched into a conversation that did not involve [F/n], so she busied herself by looking around the ballroom to people-watch. Several pro heroes were scattered around the large area, including Red Riot, Ground Zero, and number one hero Deku. Feeling her heart clench in her chest, she couldn’t peel her eyes away from the red-haired chivalrous hero in his slick navy suit. He’d been her favorite since his showing at the U.A. Sports Festival that she’d watched from home with her family in high school.

Caressing Neito’s elbow, he looked over his shoulder at her and she motioned that she was going to walk around the party a bit; she was dying to meet the other pros, but didn’t need her jealous boyfriend to know that. Besides, she wanted him to punish her tonight and she knew all the best ways to get him pissed. She walked confidently over to Red Riot, a smile beaming on her face as she approached the hero. He turned to look at her and matched her smile, the wattage of it nearly blinding her.

“You’re Red Riot, right?” She asked, suddenly feeling a little shy. “I’m a huge fan!”

“You can call me Kirishima,” he replied, extending his hand. Placing her hand in his, she gasped and flushed as he pulled it up to place a chaste kiss to her knuckles, much like Neito had done in the car. “A beauty like you shouldn’t be here all alone with no one to enjoy her company, what’s your name?”

Was Red Riot flirting with her? Her voice caught in her throat as she stared at the strong hero before her. 

“M-my names [L/n] [F/n], you can just call me [F/n], though.”

“Alright! Would you like to dance, [F/n]?” He asked, pulling her from her stupor.

“I’d love to,” she replied, allowing him to sweep her onto the black and white dance floor. He smiled at her as he pulled her into a leisurely waltz, taking every chance he could to twirl her around. 

“Wow, Red Riot,” she gasped out after the first spin.

“Please, like I said, call me Kirishima,” he said with a smile. “What brings you to the gala?”

“Oh, well, I just really love to support children’s charities,” [F/n] bent the truth with ease. If she brought up Neito, Eijirou would cut off the dance and she was really enjoying his company. It wasn’t technically a lie that she supported children’s charities; she loved seeing those in need get the help they deserved.

“Oh that’s awesome, the world needs more heroes like you.”

[F/n] thought she would melt on the spot. Did Red Riot just call her a hero? She caught sight of Neito over Eijirou’s shoulder; his hand was gripping his drink glass so hard that his knuckles showed through his pale skin. 

“That’s awfully kind of you to say, but I’m just another regular person,” she said, turning her attention back to her dance partner. “I don’t hold a candle to you and your comrades.”

“Don’t sell yourself short, [F/n],” Kirishima said, eliciting a brilliant blush from her.

The song was over before she knew it and she was out of breath and giggling along with Kirishima as they left the floor.

“You are an incredible dancer,” she said, smiling at the red head. He smiled back sheepishly and rubbed his neck.

“I had a good teacher in highschool,” he replied. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

“Ballroom dancing is a little hobby of mine.” 

Neito was teaching her in their apartment every night. He had a passion for it, and talked her into it by saying it would be great exercise, and he’d get to stare at her beautiful face for so long without interruption. How could she say no to that? The image of Neito swirling her around their cleared out living room as she learned to dance popped into her head, and she looked around for him. It didn’t take her long to spot him, since he was storming towards her, his ears red and eyes filled with anger and jealousy; she’d accomplished her goal.

“I see you’ve met my girlfriend, Kirishima,” Neito all but spat at the other hero as he snaked his hand around her waist, pulling her flush against his side. She placed her left hand on his chest and looked up at him, a smirk pulling at her lips.

“Monoma! It’s been so long, glad to see you’re doing good!” Kirishima exclaimed. The chivalrous hero’s face was flushing with embarrassment, especially since he’d flirted and danced with her. “I didn’t know [F/n] was your girlfriend, she’s an awesome dancer.”

“Neito’s been teaching me to dance in our apartment during our spare time,” she said, moving her right hand along Neito’s back in a comforting motion. “He’s so athletic.”

“Don’t touch what’s mine again,” Neito abruptly barked at Kirishima, [F/n] gasped, slapping him softly on the chest, he just took that hand in his. “And if you ever have the honor of seeing her again, you can call her Mono--I mean, [L/n].”

“Oh, okay bro, jeez, sorry,” Kirishima stuttered out. “I didn’t know she was with you. She’s not an object, you know. She can make her own choices.”

“She knows exactly what she’s doing. Now, if you’ll excuse us I think I deserve a dance.”

The music turned to that of a Tango, and [F/n]’s legs felt like they were going to stop working as Neito led her to the dance floor for a second round. They’d only just begun learning the Tango, so the chances of her stomping all over his feet were monumental.

“Neito, I’m not good at the Tango, can’t we wait until the next song? I’m going to look like an idiot,” her cheeks were on fire as he swung her to face him, jealousy evident in his eyes.

“So you’d rather dance with that brute?”

“That’s not what I said--” He cut her off with a dip, his lips brushing against her ear and his hand gripping her waist tightly.

“Your ass is going to be seven different shades of red after that little stunt.”

In a daze, she stumbled through a silent dance with Neito. He had her pressed to him as much as he could and she could feel his hardened member against her crotch every time. His eyes were filled with lust and anger once the song came to an end. Spinning her around and pressing her ass to his crotch, he walked her back over to where Kirishima was standing with Ground Zero and Deku.

“Well, boys, we’ll be seeing you,” he said jovially. His smile didn’t reach his eyes. “Say goodbye to Red Riot, pet.”

“It was really nice to meet you, Kirishima,” [F/n] said, yelping a little when Neito pressed his fingers harder into her sides as a warning. “I mean--Red Riot.”

“You’re still crazy, Monoma,” Deku said, clearly feeling uncomfortable. Neito let out a quick laugh before releasing [F/n]’s hips and grabbing her hand to head to the car.

Neito wrapped her in his arms as they waited outside for his car to be returned by the valet. She buried her face into his chest and breathed in his light cologne while his hands massaged her ass through her dress. He was feeling jealous and horny, and from his threat earlier she knew tonight would be a whole new type of punishment.

[loulougoingsolo]

Ignore the Rot

I’m quite particular when it comes to snacks. If I find a good snack, I tend to buy it again and again. I don’t buy snacks very often, so when I do, I want to be sure that my choice doesn’t disappoint me. Over the years, my desire to stick to what I like has led to problems, whenever a favourite snack has been discontinued - or (this is even worse) when for some reason unknown to me, the manufacturer has decided to change the recipe.

On today’s  (ok, yesterday’s since I’m a little late) GMM, Rhett and Link try discontinued snacks in order to determine whether they should be brought back or not. And, because this is GMM, and these items have been discontinued, the snacks are also more or less expired - but let’s not have that affect the decisions, right?

The first discontinued snack is Cheetos Sweetos, which for me sounds good - can you really go wrong with sugar and cinnamon? And if you can both eat the snack and use it to propose to someone, isn’t that pretty perfect? (Oh, and FYI, you can wear your engagement ring on the right hand, too, Rhett.)

So, it’s a no for the Sweetos from Rhett and Link, even with their versatile uses as jewellery and snacks. I personally think the spotted tiger looks cute, but ok, I’ll consume my cinnamon treats in some other form.

I’ve never heard of Pitch Black Mountain Dew 1 or 2, but if anything has a branding issue, it’s this product. Not only is that drink a very suspicious shade of toxic green (I really hope it was never black), but also, the name taints the legacy of one of my favourite sci-fi movies, Pitch Black. That’s what you should watch instead of any Daddy’s Home movies. 

I wouldn’t trust Rhett when he says hard stuff can’t rot. I bet it can. And there are hard chocolate things you can suck other than Tootsie rolls, and I think I captured the moment when Rhett realized that himself (and based on the slightly disappointed expression on Link’s face, he realized it too). Moving on.

I can only eat popcorn if it’s hot and fresh. I don’t particularly like it, but hot popcorn is hard to resist. I’ve never been able to understand why anyone would buy popcorn already popped, in a bag, like this Israeli Bart Simpson one. I think popcorn goes stale in an hour, and in my books, there is no way anything as old as these popcorns can be edible.

I can’t say I’ve ever eaten snacks that are quite as old as the ones Rhett and Link try, and I’ve therefore never experienced the smell they talk about (and I hope I never need to). I tend to think that if my food has a smell that gives me an instant headache, I should probably eat something else. I took a class in microbiology years ago when I was supposed to become a scientist, and I can come up with quite a few things that could produce a nasty smell in expired food, let’s just say, none of the options that come to mind are good. I’m not saying I’d rather eat my shorts (like Link) or anyone else’s, but if you have to eat ancient popcorn, at least buy the non-popped kind, and kill whatever is growing in it by popping it in the present time.

Okay, those nuts have definately gone bad. Also, not to be an ageist, but 72 year old nuts of any kind do not sound appetizing. I do love the fact that Rhett instantly starts to talk about Grindr for old people. I know very little about dating apps, but I think old straight people must date, too - so why was the first thing that came to his mind, Grindr? (Also, this reminded me of the amazing series of Old gays on YT, especially the episode where they try Grindr. The old lesbians series is awesome, too!) And the way Link refused to understand what Rhett was talking about made me giggle. Woodchipper, yeah, right.

The GMMore was a Mythical Society voted SMore, and this time, the winning vote went to Rhett and Link reading each other love letters, and while they do that, they also prepare a discontinued box of Sponge-Bob mac’n’cheese. All of this after Rhett makes Link stare at him with blank eyes and a smile on his face by rubbing his chest.

In theory, reading love letters is a brilliant concept (and the one I voted for), but at least for the first two letters, the performances were a little lackluster. As famous as William Shakespeare is for writing all these amazing love stories, I have to say, it takes a pretty accomplished actor to make his verses sound romantic by modern day standards. Rhett and Link are not shakespearean actors, and they didn’t quite reach the emotional level required to deliver these verses, which are, in fact, pretty amazing.

Link taggles the sonnet 147, in which he basically tells Rhett he is madly, insanely in love with him. He can’t be cured of his desperate love, despite now knowing that Rhett is dark as night. Not the happiest of love, this one.

Rhett, in his turn, reads my favourite sonnet (of the ones I’ve heard / read, I am not an expert in Shakespeare by any means). Sonnet 18 is absolutely beautiful, and basically compare the loved one (in this case Link) to a summer day. Instead of saying that Link is as lovely as a summer day (which can be pretty lovely), Rhett says Link is more lovely. A summer day can be too short or too hot, and sometimes, due to weather, not as bright and beautiful as it could be, Link is eternal summer, whose beauty never fades. As long as they shall live, his love will last. That is honestly, the most beautiful thing you could say to someone you love. Rhett’s interpretation with rough sex, hanging buds, and manscaping is hilarious, though. Please, do make a series of Rhett and Link trying to understand Shakespeare. What is ow’st? made me laugh out loud (and it’s own nowadays, btw).

Stir the pasta is not an euphemism to anything, but I’m pretty sure Link’s response, “I like a good wooden spoon”, is.

The second love poems are much easier to understand, and whoever wrote them, did an excellent job. Link’s poem to Rhett was sweet, romantic and cute, without being in anyway over the top.

I googled the song Rhett mentions when he starts to read his poem to Link, and it didn’t quite have the same message as the letter. I think Rhett’s cheeks almost turned pink while he was reading, and with all the silly rhymes, this was very much like the poems people sent each other back when I was a kid. If this is what we get on a regular Monday, imagine what Valentine’s day will bring!

But how friggin’ awesome is it that after reading these, Rhett’s conclusion is that yes, he has a wife, but she understands - to which Link responds with “We all have our roles to fill”. What makes me smile about all of this is not that I actually believe these two are romantically involved in real life, but the fact that they are comfortable enough in their current lives to joke about how close they are without feeling too awkward.

And now I’m off to watch today’s episode, because this post took me way too long to write.

[kannra21]

Monoma loving hours and I'm actually very tired by now

*I know many of you have already discussed similar things so I decided to add my own opinion as well. Hope you enjoy!*

Still announcing my general disappointed with ch215. Whatever, I'm glad to know Monoma's Quirk better and that the clocks he's working with are more than just some accessories on his belt.

I think they're really cool and help him overcome his small disadvantages a whole lots *well, not in the circumstances he was currently in but I'd like to see him more in action and actually using them*.

So basically he snaches them from his belt. Destroys them and-

Voilà, the Quirk is out.🎊

5min limit doesn't mean anything to him if he can use 4 different Quirks in 20min. However, he needs to use them very wisely because every Quirk doesn't work the same way and they also have to be suitable for the problem he's facing at that moment. That's where his ability to adapt and manage new situations comes in.

I don't want to exaggerate or anything but I think in terms of intelligence, he comes right after Yaoyoroz because damn, you need to have a top-notch brain for such tricky things.

Too sad that strength plays the leading role in their hero world. If you have power, it doesn't matter how or why you're doing the things you do. As long as you can destroy everything that comes in your way, there's nothing that can stop you from getting what you want which sounds... kinda villainous in a way, don't you think?

Shigaraki is right. The main difference between a hero and a villain is that heroes are fighting for the good and villains for the evil. But the main question remains- are the heroes really good and are the villains really evil? First of all, heroes and villains both came from the same type of society- people, normal civilians.

Becoming a hero or a villain is a choice, not a lifestyle. Heroes are there to protect people and villains are there to harm them. Why? Heroes want to make them feel happy and safe while villains want the opposite. What's the matter with the villains? This-

People are constantly judging and not thinking about the consequences they're causing to others. They always ended up comparing themselves to those who are much more superior and successful, making them building a sense of insecurity and fear.

They were forced to push themselves beyond their limits in order to prove themselves and show how far they can possibly go. They had to let them know that their criticism didn't reach them as they were facing their challenges with anticipation.

They could easily turn villainous but no, they choose to protect those same judging idiots who repeatedly let them down/hurt them/accused them/ignored their efforts, all for the sake of becoming their better selves. By choosing the right path, they already confirmed how strong and capable they are and they'll make exceptional heroes one day. In conclusion, there is no way Monoma will become a villain because he already reached this far and gained other's trust. He made friends who are looking after him. He's already a part of something big which he can't abandon this easily.

BTW

This is the ultimate proof that Monoma isn't entirely obsessed with class a as many think he is. He's simply mad at anyone who's trying to show off class b by stealing their spotlight. His class is the best, try to prove him wrong and he won't give you any piece of mind.

He's so dedicated to his rambling that he doesn't mind Kirishima's friendly exchange with Tetsutetsu in the background. It's clear that the hatred he feels is directed towards Bakugou for obvious reasons. While Monoma is the group's person, Bakugou does everything on his own and hates when someone interfers with his business to the point where he becomes arrogant and rude. I can't recall Monoma being any of it because he only uses people's failures as an example to make them feel bad about themselves and we all know that the truth hurts the most.

I'm not defending him or anything, what he does is certainly not nice, but I want to say that his way of expressing bitterness is much more effective than Bakugou's because he makes sense at some point. Bakugou just acts like a thug.

And while he certainly does behave like an absolute madman, I'll still love Bakugou and Monoma equally because there's that one thing Monoma doesn't really understand about Bakugou's personality and that's his undying wish of becoming no.1 world's greatest hero. It's his ambition from an young age which pushed him further into accomplishing his goals. Yes it sounds selfish and yes it seems like he doesn't give a damn about others, but that's his lifelong dream which he can't give up to a friend just for the sake of being nice to each other.

From the flashbacks of the kindergarten we could see how many expectations and how much pressure people were putting on him because of his talent. His mom accused him of being weak and causing trouble for the entire U. A. when in fact, the school was guilty of his kidnapping and took responsibility for it's mistakes. He was raised to solve his problems through violence, he doesn't know for any other way. So it's not arrogance, he's just ambitious but shows it in a rearher inappropriate manner.

Monoma doesn't like that and I can understand why. Unlike Bakugou, Monoma is an underdog. No one ever cheered for him or supported his goals. When he saw Bakugou and his indifference or rather ignorance towards his audience, he thought he was acting ungrateful and that pissed him off. Especially because Monoma is the most grateful out of all the characters.

He wants to be recognized among the crowd and accepted by his peers by means of finding a place where he truly belongs, something he couldn't achieve when he was little. Bakugou doesn't yearn for fame or money. He wants to prove himself and push his limits because winning is what heroes do. Their life goals are different but their ways of dealing with things are surprisingly similar. They're throwing shade wherever they go and they're incredibly noisy, with Bakugou spreading insults and Monoma mocking every living soul but that's the way they are and people grew accustomed to it.

I mean look at this-

Similarities:

blond

smart

rude

sad

sarcastic

uncomfortable

embarrassed

In conclusion:

They share the same level of bitterness + their friends(Tetsu and Kiri) are also very good friends which indicates their similar tastes in people they appreciate.

Also something from Noragami:

"YOU HATE THOSE THE MOST LIKE YOURSELF"

Tbh if bnha was all about class 1b, Monoma would be, in fact, favorable because everyone would have a bad impression of class 1a for being rude and arrogant thanks to Bakugo since we'd only see 1b's side of the story. And although everyone made friends with each other and now are staying on good terms, they're still having this sort of rivalry between them which is completely normal considering the fact that 1a still precedes in particular aspects.

Despite this friendship, Monoma does not believe them in a slightest. He looks at their relationship in a way that class 1a uses their friendship to distract them from trying to be better than them. If you are in good relations with someone, it is natural that you will go easy on them because of the empathy we feel towards others. He thinks they're playing them in order to get what they want. It affects their reputation as a hero and class 1a represents their concurrency so it isn't all about some friendship between kids, it's their future and their careers that get affected as well.

But then again, Monoma isn't fighting for his own selfish purposes, he's doing it for his class. He loves his class from the bottom of his heart and he wants them to succeed, that's why he's so annoying. Class 1a represents their concurrency, they're taking away their spotlight. They're limiting their chances of becoming pro heroes while class 1b is so much better than them and that's what actually bugs Monoma.

They’ve worked just as hard as class 1a, they’ve overcome all the same scholastic obstacles and yet it’s always 1a on the news, 1a in the papers, 1a surviving yet another dramatic and utterly glamorous supervillain encounter. See, 1a gets all the luck.

If he was selfish, narcissistic and egoistic, he'd constantly complain about deserving his place among the best in class 1a but no, he's proud to be with his friends because b class is all about solidarity and teamwork. His class loves him and he's getting along with everyone just fine. His cooperation stats are 4/5, he's a very friendly person.

His intelligence and tactics stats are 5/5, he's a smart person and he obviously doesn't do shit without a reason. His power and speed stats are 1/5, he's weak and very insecure in himself. Naturally he would develop a inferiority complex to protect himself but at the same time trash talks himself to talk up his class which I find very funny and kinda sympathetic in a way.

I bet everyone's just seeing this annoying side of him but there's so much more to his character and Kendou understands that all too well. That's why they're never arguing or fighting for their own beliefs because she knows how much he's hurting. And it's not just him, most of his classmates are also having a sort of rivalry with class 1a but they're being less obvious about it.

Seing this side of him made me start to really like him. He's a sad character with a great desire to belong somewhere and that's probably the reason why I can't possibly hate him. That's just my opinion but I hope others can relate as well. ❤️❤️❤️

[whitewolfofwinterfell]

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Generally, I consider myself as a very modest person, but it was so difficult to narrow this down to five choices. I think it’s because of the time, effort and dedication that goes into making edits and the personal meaning they can hold, it’s like choosing your five favourite photographs from your life. I selected ones based on personal attachment instead of the ones I’m proud of because they’re pretty (not that there’s many of those haha). Anyways here they are in no particular order:

1. ‘Maybe love is like rain’ (Game of Thrones)

I love this little poem because I think it’s a lovely description of what love is and can be, and the metaphor of rain encapsulates it really well. The original place where I saw this poem used is still to this day one of my favourite edits and it was the inspiration for my edit. This is one of those edits that I actually took time to plan out. I carefully selected the characters/relationships I wanted to use for each line and tried to select scenes that I felt best reflected the lines associated with them. Because GOT has so many characters and relationships, it was a huge challenge to try and represent as many of the characters and relationships from the show as possible. It was also hard to be fair and to not let any of my shipper biases get in the way, but I was so pleased with the end result. Hopefully when people see that edit they can understand why I chose each scenes to go with the line they are with.

2. Prue Halliwell character profile (Charmed)

Prue Halliwell owns my heart, anyone and everyone that follows me or has ever looked on my blog for a second will know that. I planned out this gifset about a year ago and spent time over the months taking personality tests (as Prue ofc) and reading various trivia about Prue and personality types to create this gifset. Once I’d chosen the details I wanted to include, I picked out the key words I wanted to use and then the scenes that I felt best fit with each type. I agonised for so long over scene choice and for anybody else that sees it they might not necessarily see that, but each scene was carefully selected. So I guess you could say this gifset is double-y special for me because it’s dedicated to my favourite character but I also put my heart into planning and making this edit. And unlike a lot of the other gifsets I plan out, I was satisfied with the end result. 

3. Gemma and Tara parallels (Sons of Anarchy)

You may see a pattern emerging here, but this is one of my favourite edits I’ve made because of the time and effort that went into planning it. On one of my many SOA rewatches during a scene in season 6 where Tara says “You’ve been my teacher, Gemma, my old lady coach” I was struck with inspiration to make this. I find it so ironic that Tara started out the series loathing Gemma and everything she stands for, yet as the seasons progressed, Tara began to morph into Gemma. The problem I had was actually finding direct scenes that paralleled one another to reflect these similarities they had. It took me a long while to fish out these scenes and I was really happy with the end result because I feel like it accomplished exactly what I wanted to achive by showing those similarities Gemma and Tara shared, and how Tara’s evolution in some ways mirrored Gemma’s, despite them being on different trajectories. 

4. Game of Thrones autumn

Honestly, I’m just so damn proud of the colouring on this gifset. Not to toot my own horn, but I think it’s really pretty and considering I was still so new to colouring my own gifs I’m so impressed with the outcome. Looking back at it now, I’d probably make the colours a bit more consistent if I made it again, but in a way I think the fact that it’s different shades/tones of red, yellow and orange makes it look more authentic and autumn-y. 

5. Daenerys Nikita Gill phoenix poem (Game of Thrones)

This edit has the most notes I’ve ever got on anything ever, but that’s not the reason it’s one of my favourites. I like this edit because, once again, I put a lot of thought and effort into planning and making it. The second I saw the poem Daenerys came to my mind and I knew I needed to make an edit, so I do what I always do when I’m struck by inspiration (I’d be curious to know if anyone else does this btw?) and wrote out the poem in the notes on my phone, then I split it up into different lines for each gif and started to brainstorm scenes that would fit with each line. For other editors, you’ll all know that sometimes when you make edits using poems, quotes or lyrics it can be impossible to find a scene that specifically fits with a certain line, so you just kinda have to pick any random one. But I feel like this is one of my edits where every single scene fits with the line and I love that with just 7 gifs I was able to tell a story and encapsulate Dany’s character and arc. 

I’m tagging @rebeccabunchs @lea-dilallo-rights  It’s late and I’m tired so I can’t think who else to tag, but honestly, all content creators should do this - it’s fun and it’s good to reflect on and appreciate all of the hard work, effort, creativity and skill that goes into making them (particularly since it’s something that seems to be less appreciated by others in recent times)

[uncultured-lettuce]

Hey hey hey I tried to write---

Hey so I wanted to try and write something for my fave rair pair,,, sorry it's crappy xD This is for @iamvegorott thank you for getting me into this BEAUTIFUL RARE PAIR OOF-- btw, just a warning that I'm adding a couple little headcanons in here such as KOTS real name and Angus's relationship with the other egos! I hope that that's ok! I also made a few spelling/grammar errors here and there so sorry in advance. :D Enjoy!!

It had been around two days, maybe three? Angus couldn't be sure. With the short nights and long days of summer, Angus's sense of time and what hour is was had gotten jumbled and mixed. He had started on... What was it, Monday? He usually doesn't go out on Mondays, they were always bad luck for the hunter. He stayed true to his luck, apparently. He wouldn't have left if it weren't for a certain King he had to get his mind off of..

It had all started when Angus had been forced to one of those unimportant "ego meetings" as Marv addressed them. There had been a new Crank ego, and Marv wanted Angus to get some "social interaction" into him before the survival hunter left for another hunting trip. He had been half happy and half annoyed with the magician's concern. He hadn't expected his older brother to be too concerned about him after moving back into the Septic house, but he had been. Saying stuff about a glitches pet peeves, or a doctor's weird sleep habits. It had honestly weirded Angus the hell out. There were so many new people he didn't even know the names of. He was very very annoyed with these meetings though, they were the only downfall to moving back into the house. They were VERY repetitive and honestly, boring. No excitement what so ever! He almost always fell asleep. Which property wasn't such a bad thing but still. They were the most uninteresting thing in Angus's life.. well, until King showed up. When Angus had layed eyes on that man he felt his heart beat a little faster, and his cheeks just a tad bit hotter. You see, most of the Ipliers were the same, but different in their own ways. For instance, Dark was always wearing eyeshadow, and his walk was always just a little more feminine. Wilford is just a little taller than most of the Ipliers except the Host, and his mustache was somehow pink..? Angus didn't question it..

But king... He was just so.. special. His face had rounder and softer looking features, and his eyes, god, those eyes. They were a sweet caramel color that looked as if they had whole galaxies built into them.. Angus couldn't handle the heat that rushed into his cheeks now. He made up some sorry excuse to leave, and did just that. So to calm his nerves, he started walking...

Leading the lost survival hunter to where he was now. Lost, without much food, and no means of communication. At least there were these weird squirrels that kept following him. They were unsual.. but he wasn't declining the company. It was really too bad he didn't have much hunting materials left, maybe he could've eaten one, but that... just felt kind of wrong. They were only small things, and... well they reminded Angus of King.. Damn, he had left the house specifically so he wouldn't have to think of that man, but here he was daydreaming about the guy again! Shit, how long has he been out here? 2 and a half days at the least... Angus couldn't tell, he had gotten pretty damn lost at least half a day into his "hike," It didn't help that the trees in this particular forest were tall, with dark brown bark and sap that could trap the biggest of animals, and it also kept him from climbing a tree safely. They had weird carvings covering the parts of the trees that weren't coated in sap. Eyes, knives, circles, you name it there was probably a carving somewherw.

The leaves were large and a deep green that came in bundles, keeping the sun out of view from the forest floor. The occasional patch of grass would grant Angus some sense of when or where he was. His food supply had depleted over the past days...

Oh, and hunting? Not completely an option either, seeing as his arrows had run out. Whenever he shot at something, it seems they always keep getting stuck in this stupid sap. It wasn't even that they were hard to get out, no, they were so hard to shoot with! They wouldn't fly right, and kept getting stuck to the bow! At one point, out of frustration, Angus had thrown the arrows and bow before walking off. Now he um... can't find them again..

The squirrels were still there though, keeping the poor hunter company. They made the forest seem a little lighter, and the trees a little less ominous. They were very...giving...? They would give him the occasional nut or acorn. Acasionally bringing a small apple from somewhere. The squirrels seemed particularly excited today though. Maybe another person was here? Ah, but that would be stupid. This was such a secluded part of the forest, no way anyone would be willingly out here. Especially with no paths or trails to guide someone. Angus let that hope shrivel down and set his goals back on finding somewhere for shelter. He was getting tired again, so he needed some place to sleep. Angus hugged his arms as a breeze swept through him, shooting shivers up his spine. Angus's sweaters were seemingly to thin for the constant shade of the forest. He had packed light, thinking he would be out for no more than a couple of hours. A fire sounded like a great idea right about now.

As if hearing Angus's prayers, Angus noticed a huge tree, bigger than any of the others. Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be a large crack in the thick bark, almost like a door. When Angus stepped inside he was greeted by two suprisses. The first being that the huge tree was completely hollow, making for a convenient shelter for the night. The other thing was the surplus of squirrels. There were so many crawling around on the walls and around the stairs leading to a higher level. As Angus took a closer look around the first room, he noticed a huge basket of fruits such as apples, oranges, and bananas. There were also some smaller baskets that squirrels would acasionally grab from, taking two or three nuts and acorns out. There was furniture as well, but it was scarce, only a wood table and a old looking couch that looked absolutely worn down. There was a small fire pit in the middle of the tree near the couch. Not super safe seeing as whoever was in here last was in a tree but Angus wasn't complaining. Only a few squirrels actually acknowledged Angus's existence, and those who did only looked for a meer moment before going back to their duties. Angus dropped his near empty backpack on the ground before basically collapsing on the couch. He had barely any time to take in the rest of his surroundings before he passed out on the couch, drifting off into a well needed sleep.

Angus only woke up a few times in his sleep, and they were only for a few moments. The first time he woke up to the fire lit, and a couple squirrels snuggling up to the tired hunter. He smiled at the warmth they brought and barely acknowledged the blanket on him before the warmth swept into another deep sleep. The second time had been a bit more unusual. He felt as if he was being.. carried? No that doesn't sound right. It felt as if he were floating, but someone was holding him steady. It was only for a moment before he felt himself in someone's arms. They felt strong and comforting. He didn't know who it was, but he couldn't help but curl up I'm their arms. He barely noticed being laid down before he felt those arms leaving him. Not wanting the warmth to go, he hugged at the arms tightly. Then he was falling asleep as those arms held him as he fell asleep again.

...

Angus had a fucking heart attack when he woke up. The first thing he registered was a familiar pair of arms, holding him and keeping him warm.

"What the actual fuck.." Angus whispered, trying not to wake the other person up in case they were a threat. He took a breath, and decided to assess his surroundings. The sunlight coming through the windows set a warm glow throughout the room, illuminating multiple pairs of bows and arrows strewn around the room. Angus's room.

Wait, what?

How was that possible, he was just in a dense forest absolutely lost out of his mind. But... He was in him room, on his bed, being spooned by someone he didn't know. Well, at least he couldn't see who it was. Angus hoped it was his older brother Marv, hugging him and trying to comfort him through his nightmares like he used to do when they were kids. Marvin used to say he could use his big brother magic to scare the nightmares away, but this doesn't feel like Marv. The said magician doesn't have arms a strong as this... As Angus slowly got out of the bed, he realized that his guess of the magician was significantly incorrect.

It was King. The guy he liked, was spooning him for who knows how long! How long had it been?! He was only gone for a day or two... right?? What about that tree? What had happened there? Who got Angus out of there? Why-

"Oh, you're awake! That's good." Angus was snapped out of his thoughts by a quiet voice. It was sweet and soft, and seeing who it was from made Angus's heart melt and his face heat up, probably a light red.

"Y-yeah... Your uh, it's King right?" Angus asked, trying to act as casual as he could. He was also trying his hardest to keep his mind from spinning out of control with all of his thoughts.

"Mhm, and you're Angus the survival hunter. The man who gave me a heart attack when I walked into my house and found a man sleeping on my couch." king laughed, "Not sure if that's a good sign or not to be honest."

Angus chuckled a little before King's words really went to his brain, "Wait, that tree was your house? I thought I was just hallucinating or somethin."

"Nope," King smiled, "I go there when I need to get away from the Iplier Manor. It's very peaceful."

"But... It's so far into the forest.. how do you get there from the manor? How did I get here from there?" Angus questioned, sitting on the bed. King had stopped laying on the bed and had chosen to start sitting cross-legged on the hunter's bed.

"I mean, I know many shortcuts to use when getting there, so getting there only takes half a day at the most. But I had to call Marvin to telleport you back here. You're suprissingly light. So I offered to carry you here, but when we got here you kept hugging my arms, and I didn't want to disturb your sleep so I kinda just took a nap with you y'know?" King spoke hurriedly, and if it wasn't for the turn of his head Angus could have sworn he saw a blush.

"Well, thank you Kin-"

"Isaac, my real name is Isaac." Oh Ki- Isaac was definitely blushing... Wait did he..? No he wouldn't like.... Would he?

Angus blushed at the thought that the squirrel king might actually reciprocate his feelings...

"Thank you Isaac. I probably slept for a long time, "Angus laughed, "...wait holy shit how long was I gone?!"

Isaac flinched at the sudden raised voice, "About 3 and a half days. You probably spent half a day asleep at my house."

Angus nodded along to what King was saying, taking in the others features while he spoke. His eyes seem a little more tired than usual, and he didn't have peanut butter on his face. Without the peanut butter, he looked like a different person. His cheeks were coated in freckles that made him look like the most galaxy Angus had ever seen. All the hunter wanted to do was to kiss and count each little dot. The squirrel king wasn't in his royal clothes as well, he was just in a black T-shirt and jeans, with a smaller, more convenient crown on top of his head. It looked like a clip on crown, and it framed his features and curly hair perfectly...

"Angus? ANGUS!" Isaac yelled, snapping his fingers in front of Angus's face jokingly. "Are you ok? You zoned out a bit."

Angus froze, his face probably a noticable I shade of crimson. "Your really pretty."

Angus hadn't even meant to say that, but the words just felt so natural. He looked at Isaac to see his reaction, feeling just as shocked as the other man was.

Isaac lowered his head a little, blushing as he looked at the ground, "Th-thank you... You a-are too."

Angus beamed, holy shit was this how these things went? Is this how you tell your crush you like them? Angus had no clue. He nervously put his hand on Isaac's.

"H-hey, I really like you.. and not just in a friend way, well obviously but I mean, I think you're really amazing. I just really want to get to know you and you can totally say no but I was wondering if you'd want to maybe go on a date-" Angus's rapid speech was cut off when Isaac pulled Angus closer to him, lightly kissing the hunter.

It had caught Angus by surprise, so it took a few moments for Angus to start functioning and kiss back. It was slow and light, they were so cautious to go any further. It wasn't until Isaac put his hand on the back of Angus's neck and pushed him closer that the kiss became something else entirely. That feeling that people described when they kissed people, was exactly how Angus felt. It felt as if a million fireworks were going off around him, and nothing but Isaac mattered.

"King is Angus awake ye- Oh shit! Chase owes me cash!" Marvin exclaimed and he ran out of the room excitedly into the hall, calling the name of said trick shotter.

Angus was blushing, staring at the door before looking back at Isaac when he heard light giggling. Isaac was red, a bright color that Angus quite enjoyed seeing on the king.

"So... Was that a yes to a date..?" Angus asked quietly. His stomach finally seemed to get with the program, and let out a sound for food, "I know a nice restaurant if you want to go now. I'm pretty starving."

Isaac laughed and pressed a light kiss to Angus's lips, "Absolutely,"