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[insomniadreamzz]

Hiiiii! Could you write G!P councilor Sevika x fem reader? Where Sevika comes home to her wife after a council meeting and she is frustrated so reader offers to help her with it and Sevika has her way with reader? Resulting in her getting pregnant.

Thank youuuuu xoxo

Alrightyyy!~ Another G!P Fic

This time Sevika x Fem!Reader

Mentions of G!P, pregnancy, smut

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You are my world

Sevika just arrived home after the council meeting, not looking very amused as she stomped into the kitchen, making herself a drink and heading to the living room, sitting down on the sofa before taking a sip from her drink and putting the glass down, letting out a annoyed groan.

You heard her being finally home again as you just got out the shower, feeling so happy to see your wife being back home again. „Hey! You’re finally back.“ You cheered happily, walking towards her but her expression made you frown as you sat beside her. „Is something wrong?“ You asked with a tilted head, making her sigh before she answered. „Being a Zauntie member in the council is just frustrating. They don’t really trust me, I get weird looks and-…ugh.“ Sevika groaned, rubbing her face with her hand, you hated seeing her frustrated like that.

„Sevika…give them time. You are the most loyal and kind Zauntie I ever met. You have a heart of gold and they will notice it sooner or later.“ You tried to calm her down, your hand gently caressing her muscular arm, finally she looked at you with a more softer expression and a little smile. „I just know why I made you my wife…you are just so good to me. You don’t know how much you mean to me.“ Sevika responded and you smile brightly before leaning in to press a kiss on her lips. The kiss got returned by her, ending up into a deep and passionate kiss, she really loved you and you loved her.

You soon pull back, both of you catching your breath before you got an idea to make her relax. „You know I do have a idea to get your frustration off…if you like to.“ You said with a teasing voice and Sevika got the message quickly, how could she deny you? She simply couldn’t. „Oh baby I would love that.“ She said with the same lustful voice before picking you up, carrying you to the bedroom.

You moaned softly as Sevika put kisses on your neck, you laying underneath her, being fully exposed to her, you just loved how much affection she shows you, loving and cherishing every inch of your body as she worked her way down to your chest, leaving marks all over your chest and neck so everyone knows you belong to her. She was also fully exposed, her cock rubbing against your wet folds. Your hands are placed on her strong shoulders, whining softly when she started to play with your nipples, arching your back. „Ughh…stop teasing…“ You mumble and she looked up at you with a lustful gaze. „Impatient?“

You just let out a little grunt in response. „Fine fine. I won‘t let my wife wait for longer, after all I am still frustrated and I want to get it all off of me.“ She leaned up as she adjusted herself between your legs, your gaze fixed on her beautiful strong body, your hand moving down along her muscles on her stomach before you let out a moan once she slid inside of you.

„Fuck!…“ You moan out, hands trying to find something to hold onto and they found your pillow, grabbing it tightly as you let Sevika thrust into you. Her size was just perfect for you, filling you completely up and stretching you so good, the first thrusts making you already go crazy. When her hands held your hips you felt a shiver go down your spine because of the feeling of her metal hand on your soft and warm skin. You bit on your lip, trying to hold back your moans.

„Oh no I want to hear those. Don’t you dare holding back.“ She grunted, thrusting harder inside of you and with every thrust, feeling her rubbing your insides and hitting your sweet spot, you moaned louder. „A-Ah! Yes! Yes right there!“ You moaned out, not feeling embarrassed anymore about your lewd moans as the pleasure was taking over, your legs squeezing around Sevika’s hips.

„Damn…that’s right. Give me those sweet sounds of yours.“ Now she was moaning too at the good feeling, filling up the room with lewd sounds of your moaning, whining and the sounds of yours bodies clapping together. You felt close but you didn’t even think about wanting her to stop and pull out like usually.

„C-cum inside me. Please do.“ You begged her and that made Sevika‘s expression softer. „You sure??“ She asked in between her gasps and moans and you nod at her. „Yes. Yes please do. I want it. I want it with you.“ You whined, feeling your orgasm getting closer and your words made her feel even more aroused, Sevika‘s hips now moving almost automatically as she literally rammed her cock inside of you. Making you moan even more lewdly and making you roll your eyes back as you felt a wave of electric shocks through your body, legs shaking as they clenched around her hips. The feeling of your pussy clenching around her cock made her reach her orgasm too, making Sevika moan out and groan as she granted your wish, not pulling out as she came inside of you, filling you with her cum. „Oh fuck! I am cumming“ She moaned out, cock twitching inside of you as she let it all go inside of you, making you feel all warm. She kept on thrusting slowly until she pulled out, watching a little bit of cum getting out of you, she really filled you up with a lot of cum.

After both of you reached your orgasms and calmed down, Sevika laying beside you in bed as she caressed your hair with her human hand. Slowly realising what you just did. „We…are going to be parents.“ She said with a soft whisper and you moved your gaze up to look into your wife’s eyes with a soft and happy eyes. „Yes. That’s all I want. Because you are my world.“ She smiles and you could see her eyes being teary, you didn’t see her being emotional that often but you loved it every time you saw her being soft with you and before she could say anything, she kissed you deeply and passionately. Sometimes actions are more than words and you both were happy to become parents.

[suugarbabe]

curls || mattheo riddle

summary: you couldn't help yourself, you just had to fix them. it's not like he seemed to mind your fingers in his hair anyway.

an: another yap fic courtesy of me and @musingsofahufflepuff ; you're welcome. had to include the pic because if you have brown curly hair i'm in love with you.

warnings: none; just fluffy goofiness.

Staring wasn’t usually an issue for you. Typically you could take your glances here and there and still focus on what you needed to do. But today, you just couldn’t turn away.

Mattheo wasn't your boyfriend. He wasn't even really your friend...you didn't think at least. You weren't in his little group of pals. But he also didn't ignore you like he did most people.

People often thought it was strange how nice he was to you. Not that he ever really sought you out or anything, but if your paths crossed he would say hello to you, would smile at you even.

You knew he was attractive, and your friends were convinced that he thought you were too. Of course you brushed those off. However if he was your boyfriend your current irritation could be fixed without question.

Mattheo's hair looked flat as hell.

The top of his head looked like he'd been wearing an American baseball cap for about a week straight. His hair seemingly flat around his skull and his curls twisting at the ends.

It really was a shame. If he would just fluff his roots his entire hair would come back to life, you were sure of it. But you couldn't just jump the desk in front of you to get to him, rifle your own fingers through his scalp and revive his ringlets.

"Alright everyone! Partner up, partner up!" Slughorn waved his hands in the air, dismissing the class to form pairs for brewing Draught of the Living Death.

Immediately you rounded your table, lightly grabbing his elbow. Mattheo turned towards you at your touch, a grin forming on his lips. "Partners?" You asked, hoping your look didn't appear to pleading.

"Sure thing, babe," Mattheo responded without hesitation, pulling the stool next to him out for you before grabbing your books from your previous table.

Throughout the potion preparation you kept stealing glances at him. Er, well, his hair. You did need to brew the potion, but you'd be damned if you left this lesson without correcting his curls.

"Have I got something on my face?" Mattheo jested. You laughed lightly, shaking your head before picking up the last of the ingredients to toss them in the cauldron.

Mattheo began to sir, the color of the potion changing correctly with what you both were doing. And you were staring again. You knew it. You knew he could feel it because he was grinning once more.

"Can I just.." you pointed somewhat shyly at his head. Mattheo cocked his head slightly, giving a small nod.

You let out a sigh of relief, lifting your hands and quickly threading your fingers between curls and to his scalp. As you fluff his hair, nails scratching as his scalp slightly, Mattheo's eyes almost involuntarily roll.

"Merlin's fucking beard, that feels good," Mattheo praises as you finally take your hands away from his head. He shakes his head back and forth, his curls flopping this way and that before standing still again, giving you a big smile, "Better?"

"Godric, yes," you breathe, "I'm sorry, Matty. The flatness was killing me." Mattheo bit his lip to stifle a laugh, "Oh yeah? Tell me how you really feel, babe."

You gave a playful shove to his shoulder, "You really should pay attention to your hair more. It's one of your best features. But Enzo did just get that new haircut and might I say..." you gave an exaggerated sigh and fanned your face with your hand.

"You saying Enzo's hair looks better than mine?" Mattheo laid a hand on his chest, mocking offense. You shrugged, grin continuously growing.

Mattheo gasped at your lack of response, squeezing your side playfully. You giggled, pushing his hands away, "Okay, okay. I'm just saying you need to take care of those curls or one hot guy haircut is gonna make you fall down the ranks."

Mattheo shook his head, his now lively curls bouncing as he did. "Listen, if you ever. And I mean ever see my curls dead again, I don't care what I'm doing, you stop me and fix them. Preferably with the head scratches like you just did."

There was no thought needed, no extra considerations, before your immediate response, "Deal."

[fanbasetwo]

GYUVIN HAVING A SECRET CRUSH ON YOU!!

NOTE FROM SENA , i actually had an idea in my mind (which might explain how I made this one so fast lol) thank you for requesting this anon, I actually had fun writing this one! [REQUESTED] college au MASTERLIST!!

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i. THE CLASS PREZ & THE NEW STUDENT

From the moment you entered the classroom as the new student, Gyuvin—class president and campus golden boy—was assigned to guide you around.

He approached you with his signature bright grin and confidence, extending a hand. “I’m Gyuvin, class president and your new best friend. You’re in good hands.”

He quickly learned you struggled a bit with your studies, but instead of judging, he offered to help you. “No worries. I’ve got you.”

Gyuvin loved tutoring you—mostly because it gave him a reason to spend time with you.

ii. HELPING YOU CHEAT

Gyuvin is so against cheating—seriously, he’s class president, he’s responsible! But… he’s also whipped for you.

During a particularly tough exam, you whisper that you’re doomed, and Gyuvin just sighs dramatically. “Don’t move, okay?”

He slides his answer sheet ever-so-subtly toward you under the pretense of stretching, whispering, “This never happened.”

After the exam, he scolds you gently: “I can’t believe I did that! You owe me for breaking my morals.” But then he softens and grins, ruffling your hair. “You’re lucky it was you.”

He’d never admit that seeing your relieved smile made it all worth it.

iii. THE PROJECT PAIRING

When the professor announces a paired project, Gyuvin immediately claims you as his partner, leaving no room for debate. “We’re a team—no questions asked.”

Working on the project together brings you closer. You spend late nights in the library, him explaining concepts and teasing you when you get distracted.

He’d always bring snacks—especially a strawberry milk bottle—because he “can’t have his baby starving.”

The first time he calls you baby, you roll your eyes and shove him playfully. “Don’t call me that.”

“Why not? You’re basically my baby at this point. I take care of you,” he jokes with that boyish grin.

iv. THE STRAWBERRY MILK HABIT

Gyuvin starts carrying a strawberry milk bottle everywhere, and his friends are utterly confused.

“Why do you always have that?”

“My baby might need it,” he says casually, ignoring the teasing looks.

Whenever you look tired or stressed, he wordlessly hands you the bottle with a small smile. “Drink up. It’s your favorite, right?”

Even before you started dating, it became a small tradition—his way of silently showing he cared.

v. HIS TERRIBLE “SECRET” CRUSH

Gyuvin genuinely thought he was being sneaky, but in reality, everyone (including you) figured it out long before he confessed.

His friends constantly teased him for how obvious it was—how his eyes lit up when you walked into a room, how he couldn’t stop talking about you, and how he always prioritized you over everything else.

“You’re so obvious, Gyuvin. Even she probably knows.”

“No way. I’m smooth,” he’d insist, completely unaware that you’d been catching on for weeks.

vi. WHEN YOU FOUND OUT

You finally caught on one day when you overheard Gyuvin’s friends teasing him about how whipped he was for you.

“Bro, you’re carrying two strawberry milks now? Are you building a shrine for her?”

Gyuvin groaned, blushing. “I just want her to be happy, okay? Shut up.”

You cornered him later, smirking. “So… whipped, huh?”

Gyuvin froze, completely flustered. “Who told you that?! I mean—uh—what?”

vii. THE STOLEN KISS

Before you could fully confront him about his feelings, Gyuvin decided to beat you to the punch.

It happened after one of your late project sessions. You were packing up your things when he suddenly leaned closer, grinning mischievously.

“You know,” he said softly, “it’s not really a secret crush if you already know, right?”

Before you could respond, he brushed his lips against your cheek—a soft, fleeting kiss that left you stunned.

He laughed at your reaction, standing up and stretching. “What? I had to make my move before you started teasing me for real.”

viii. THE CONFESSION & DATING

Gyuvin finally confessed properly a few days later. He showed up at your doorstep with a strawberry milk bottle in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other.

“Okay, fine. I like you—a lot. Like, a lot a lot. Will you let me call you ‘baby’ for real?”

You couldn’t say no, especially when he looked so hopeful. “Fine. But only if you keep bringing me strawberry milk.”

From then on, Gyuvin became the best boyfriend—teasing you constantly but always taking care of you in his own sweet way.

His friends groaned every time they saw you two together, calling you the “power couple” because of how smitten Gyuvin was.

ix. AFTER DATING GYUVIN

He never lets you forget how hard he worked for you. “Remember when I helped you cheat during that exam? That’s love, babe.”

He still calls you “baby,” but now it’s with even more affection.

And yes, he always—always—has a strawberry milk ready for you because, in his words: “I’ve been your class president, your tutor, your partner… but being your boyfriend is my favorite job.”

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[cyberphuck]

Couple weeks ago my friend sent me a link to @vaspider shop with their promotion for a buy one get one free on hot/cold packs:

Razz loves to spread the word about shops they buy from, especially small businesses or shops owned and operated by queer people. I did not need a popcorn scented heat pack, so I did not buy anything, but they did.

Tonight I got these messages: 



Emails, you say? Let’s see…

I just want you guys to know that this last line, “after this interaction I can no longer in good conscience promote your work or buy from you,” is akin to burning your crops and salting your fields coming from Razz. They are the most polite person I know. They do not want to stir up trouble. Part of it is because, as a blind person, they have had to learn to be non-confrontational in order to protect themselves, but it’s also because Razz is just genuinely a kind hearted and understanding person.

They live off of disability and occasional commissions, but they use what little money they have to support small businesses and independent artists because they appreciate the quality as well as the work that goes into each item. You can see here that Raz was trying to figure out if it was a genuine misunderstanding on their part because they hadn’t read the site correctly.

They were not able to read the site correctly because they’re blind.

This isn’t really about a misunderstanding, or Razz wanting to get the other item. It’s about Vaspider immediately treating them with contempt when Razz sent an email asking what had gone wrong. Is it the businesses responsibility to eat the cost of shipping due to someone not being able to understand the terms of the sale? It’s certainly good business practice, but I think Razz would have understood if they had been told that it would cost the store too much for another item to be sent if Vaspider hadn’t been such an asshole about it.

Razz is, unfortunately, used to disappointment. They are used to having to struggle to navigate websites that are not made with people like them in mind. They are even, at this point, used to having to lose money on things due to brain damage suffered from being forced into a botched medical procedure last year. But that isn’t how they opened this conversation. They opened with, “I think something may have gone wrong, can you help me understand what happened? “

The way Vaspider treated my friend is disgusting. I hope that those of you reading this will take Vaspiders behavior in this exchange into account when you’re deciding where to spend your money. The next time that you see one of their posts, a link to their store, or receive an email about a sale, I hope that you remember these emails and recall how Vaspider treats people that they don’t think are important. I want you to think about whether the group of people that Vaspider considers to be worthless might include you. 

I know that there are a lot of people willing to come to Vaspiders defense because they’re well-known and popular. They are so well-known and popular that they’re willing to treat one of their customers like garbage over $10 in shipping, and they’re willing to do it right out in the open for everyone to see.

Happy holidays, and eat a big old bag of dicks. 

Let’s fucking go.

[faghubby]

Manhood? II

After "My coming out party" as Jen loved to call it. Jen immediately started to make plans for an all girls night out. She just told me it was her and the girls no details. I suspected more was going on. She wanted to believe there was teasing me about going out unsupervised with the girls. She also had decided I wasn't man enough to ever wear "boy umdies" ever again. Giving me several pairs of panties to wear instead. I loved it all. I even went and bought her sexy lingerie to wear on her night out. I gave her the lingerie the night before she was going out with the girls.

Jens eyes widened as she open the box to reviel the black satin bra and panties there was a garter and stockings that went with it.

"You can't get enough of me being a total slut can you" She smiled "it's lovely" she told me. She then took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom. She kissed me and removed my shirt she kissed and teased my nipples. I went to take off her shirt and got my hand smacked. I stood with my hands at my side as she removed my pants. She rubbed me thru my white panties. Before she removed my panties as well. I stood naked before her she cupped my balls.

"Is the cage to small?" She teased. Then spun me around and bent me over."stay" she commanded. As she wondered around the room and bathroom. She returned and smeared cool lune on my ass. Before she pushed her fingers in. She didn't waste much time fingering me. Soon she pushed something much bigger and harder against my hole. She had gotten a new attachment for her strapon. As she pushed the big toy into my ass. I let out a big moan as she did. Shs drove the toy in hard. She tried to fuck me fast. But first slipped out then just stopped.

"This is to hard." Jen told me after 5 minutes. "You will just have to let your friends fuck you again" she told me leaving me there as she went to shower.

The next night I watched as she got ready for the night out.

"Are you hoping I find a guy with a big cock?" She asked me. "Everyone you know keep calling you know" she laughed. As she danced around the room in the sexy lingerie I had bought her.

She kissed me goodbye grabbing my cage as she did.

"Wait up, never know what surprise I may have for you" Jen told me as she left. I tried to watch a movie but couldn't focus. I texted Jen but got no responses. It was after 11 when I got a text.

/Don't wait up met someone going home with him/ she sent a picture of a huge guy in a uniform, I studied the pic. He was a fireman I figured in a dress uniform. I tried to sleep but couldn't I got some more pics of Jen laying on the back of a fire truck. Her legs spread dress gone. Wearing no panties. I studied every Pic. Who was taking them. I saw shadows all around Jen. I continued to get pics every 15 minutes or so for an hour. Jen sucking a cock. One of a guy fucking her. Not the same guy who she had gone home with. Finally a pic of Jen naked laying on a bed. She looked worn out. Sleep finally took ,e I guess I woke up after 10. Jen was just getting in. She looked a mess but happy. With a smile a mile wide.

She wore a tee shirt that said engine 32 on it big enough that it fit her like a dress. She started to strip. I realized she also had on shorts with the firehouse logo on it.

"Good your up" she handed me a small bag. "The guys thought my little fairy cuckold should wear these today. In the bag was the lingerie I had bought her. It was covered in dry cum. She sat next to ,e on the bed. In just the shorts. Her hand slid down my back to my ass.

"5 of them, all big strong men. You would of so liked them" she told me her hand sliding between my ass cheeks. I leaned down and kissed her breasts. She undid the string to the shorts. They where way to big for her. I quickly pulled them off her. She guided my head between her legs a mixture of dried and fresh cum filled my mouth as I started to lick her.

"I love you baby, but god I need their cocks " Just like you do. "Why don't you call some of your friends so you can cum as well" she told me as she played with my hair. "Hope you love the taste of thier cum" JEn laughed as I suck her clean. Later that night two of my co workers showed up at the house. Pushing past me. "YOUR WIFE INVITED US" they told me. Both had there clothes off before I even was able to offer them a drink. Jen never came downstairs as they both fucked me. While I wore the dirty lingerie Jen had worn last night.

[koalapastries-writes]

okay which drivers do you think would want to come out as a couple and which ones would you have to ask to come out as a couple?

also congrats on 250!!! so proud of you ❤️

thank you milo <3333

this one's interesting because i could kinda see a lot of them in either category but here's my current thoughts:

warnings: suggestive content (lando, kimi a, rbr + ferrari!seb), mentions of affectionate bullying (lando), mentions of having kids (am + retired!seb, kimi r), mentions of marriage (am + retired!seb, jenson), mentions of joke flirting with someone else (ollie), mentions of violence (logan), mild angst (kimi a, logan), autistic!oscar bc i said so

asks you to go public:

alex albon:

something you will notice about when i write alex is that he is just a goofy guy

like he'd ask to go public but only because he's either a) already accidentally revealed the relationship or b) wanting to post goofy boyfriend photos of you

if it's the first one he's got a back-up "i'm sorry" gift in case you're not exactly ready

if it's the second one he's already got a post drafted and you better believe he will post it the SECOND he gets approval

he's silly and bad at keeping it a secret but he'll try his best for you

franco colapinto:

yappatron 6000

he's probably already told the whole grid and every mechanic who would listen to him for more than five seconds

knows it's only a matter of time before he starts talking about you in interviews

definitely the type to forget that he's famous

his family knows, lewis hamilton congratulated him on being a (sort of) out F1 driver ... everyone else can just find out randomly as far as he's concerned

mick schumacher:

wants to post all the couples pictures he has of you two

how can you possibly say no to this golden retriever?

it's impossible

you hard launch ten minutes later

lando norris:

so i don't usually write for lando but i do sometimes so 🤷‍♂️

would probably ask to go public just to prove that he actually can get a date (he doesn't like to talk about his instagram attempts)

it backfires immediately

now instead of being teased for being single he's being teased for being whipped

tells everyone you asked him to go public and then forgets to turn his mic off while streaming and accidentally reveals that he literally begged you

needless to say, his friends refuse to let him live it down

charles leclerc:

ok listen he's a pretty boy and he wants to be shown off

he wants to follow you around and be your arm candy

will get very very pouty if you hesitate or refuse

he'll understand, but he will be pouty until you either kiss him, cuddle him, or agree to go public

when you're out he's just a happy little bunny wandering around the paddock and abandoning his team responsibilities if he sees you

(ferrari tries to ban you from the paddock, charles cries until they give in)

aston martin + retired era sebastian vettel:

if he can't win races he wants to make it VERY clear that all his flirting over the year was just for funsies

like with his whole cool mature twink-death phase, he brings up the idea of settling down

you're not impressed

"sebastian we have three kids. if you still think this is 'casual' i don't know what to tell you."

... he does sleep on the couch for a couple nights

eventually he will convince you tho and you'll go to your first race with the whole paddock knowing you're his husband and not just his Really Close Friend Who He Happened To Touch A Lot.

ollie bearman:

i know this is kinda contradictory to the crossdressing post but i think ollie would bring up coming out before you?

like, prema knows, haas knows, ferrari knows, his family knows ... he knows he's pretty secure

does joke about bearnelli with you

which results in you (jokingly) flirting with dino or arthur and a very whiny baby bear

probably wouldn't want to do it until after / part way through his rookie season

just so he's a little more settled yk?

you ask to go public:

jenson button:

this one might be a lil controversial

i think jenson would actually to prefer to stay private for longer?

like, he won't tell anyone when you're dating

but the second you're married he's like

EVERYONE LOOK AT MY HUSBAND HE'S SO HOT

sky tries to reprimand him and jenson shows up to the next race with one of those "i ❤️ my husband" t-shirts and rainbow trousers

he looks like a dork but it's okay because he's cute

kimi antonelli:

absolutely adores you and talks about you at prema all the time

talks about you at mercedes all the time

george already knows your shoe size (among other things)

but the idea of going public and everyone knowing he has a boyfriend? absolutely terrifying

he kinda just posts the same sorts of things he posts with ollie and hopes everyone will assume you're just a friend

you're fine with it, because you know you're always the one he runs to for celebratory kisses after a win :)

kimi raikkonen:

shouldn't be surprising

he's not actively hiding you or actively trying to tell people

he just ... doesn't really talk about his personal life?

some of the drivers know, some don't

he's 100% been wearing a wedding/promise/whatever ring for years and nobody notices

there's a chance nobody knows he's ever dated anyone until your kid starts karting and he posts a video of the kid everyone thought was just his calling you dad and the internet explodes

lance stroll:

would rather die than have journalists asking you invasive questions

everyone knows he's dating someone but nobody knows who

lawsuits + bribes to any tabloids who get photos of you

insists on getting you a bodyguard if you ever come out

you try to get his dad to reason with him

lawrence thinks lance could be worse

overall, billionaire boyfriend just wants to cuddle at home and will do anything to protect that

10/10 very cute and whiny when he realises that means you can't go with him to Official F1 Business™ things

logan sargeant:

might've been half-out in the junior formulae?

like kind of an open secret in the paddock but he doesn't post about it

then he gets promoted to f1

at first he's super excited because he knows you get along really well with lily (alex's gf) and with all the talk of williams being a family, hopes you'll get to do normal wag/hab stuff with her

then things go downhill

logan absolutely refuses to let you anywhere near williams

half out of fear that somebody would say something rude to you

half out of fear that you'd light v*wles on fire if you got close enough

oscar piastri:

this man is Oblivious with a capital "O"

he tries his best really but he just. doesn't pick up on cues like that.

(yes this is me pushing my autistic!oscar agenda idc i'm autistic i'm allowed to say it)

has a massive folder of cute photos that either include you or remind him of you

it takes up about a quarter of his phone's storage

he refuses to delete any of them

still keeps it pretty private if you do ask to go public

he likes that he can just be oscar with you

he doesn't want the media taking that away from him

will only delete some of his photos when they're copied onto two separate usb's that are both in fireproof safes (one in his apartment in monaco, one in his childhood home in melbourne)

rbr + ferrari era sebastian vettel:

i recently saw this era described as feral twink energy and. yeah.

he's flirting with anything in the paddock that has a pulse

fans? yes.

journalists? yes.

drivers? yes.

team members? yes.

fia officials? yes.

EVERYBODY

eventually you'll ask if he could just please mention that he is, in fact, taken and (here's where it depends on if you're dom/sub) either make you beg or push you to the point of fucking it out of him

if anyone saw one of you limping in the paddock one day?

no they didn't.

this was fun, i definitely enjoy going deeper into what i think the drivers would be like in relationships :D

[sh4wty18]

or what?

pairing: jake x reader.

summary: you and jake have never liked each other. the thought of even being near him pisses you off. your entire dynamic shifts one night while attending his halloween party and accidentally wear the same costume.

cw: 18+ MDNI, NSFW, sex, teasing/banter, mean!jake & mean!reader, language, drinking/being tipsy

word count: 2.7k + proofread

a/n: i wrote this around halloween and it’s been in my notes app ever since. lowercase is intentional. first smut fic, kinda nervy 🫣

TW: I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR THE CONTENT YOU CONSUME ONLINE. THIS STORY IS 100% FICTIONAL FOR FUN ONLY. NOTHING HERE IS ACCURATE TO REAL LIFE, NOR AM I CLAIMING IT TO BE. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

you walked into jake, johnnie, and carrington’s halloween party dressed as jigsaw. you’d worked hard on this costume and had been waiting to wear it out all week. your best friend, carrington, had been excited to see it too. when you got into the kitchen and hugged carrington hello, he couldn’t stop himself from giving you a cheeky grin. “you look awesome!”

“what is it?” you ask, immediately catching on to his suspicious smile.

he giggled, “nothing… just, who wore it best?” he points across the room to where jake stands, also wearing a jigsaw costume. what the fuck. you think.

“car, did you know he was also wearing this?” you ask, slightly annoyed.

“no! y/n, i swear, he didn’t tell me what he was wearing until today. i didn’t wanna tell you because i knew you were super excited to wear it and it was so last minute.” he smiles again, “but hey, maybe you can get more pointless flirting and banter in?”

you elbow him roughly and he cries out dramatically in faux-pain. “ooowwwww!”

“carrington, that wasn’t funny,” you roll your eyes, but cant hide the small smile creeping onto your lips. you’d never liked jake. for some reason, ever since carrington had moved in with jake and johnnie, you’d gotten on really well with johnnie, but never jake. youd just never gotten along. you always found him to be loud and obnoxious. carrington was too, but he was your best friend and you were used to it. jake was just annoying. but… he was also super hot. you were attracted to him, of course you were. he was fucking sexy. you didn’t like him, but you did want him. carrington could tell of course.

and you supposed he was right, partially. sometimes it did feel like you two were flirting every time you had a stupid argument over something one of you said, eager to prove the other wrong. you were constantly bickering. even their fans could tell you two didn’t get along. it was no secret. you were friends with tara, and she’d tried to get both of you to talk it out, insisting that you’d actually quite like each other once you got to know one another, but you both refused. too stubborn and petty to make amends. he was immature, and dramatic, and rude. it was impossible for you to be around him for more than five minutes without getting pissed off. yet at the same time, when you were in a room with him, he’d always catch your eye. you’d catch yourself stealing glances at him from across the kitchen table or couch, and oftentimes you’d catch him looking at you as well. he was just so pretty. you could look at him all day. and you’d be lying if you said your arguments didn’t turn you on. maybe tbat was part of the reason why you did it. you really had no reason to hate him. he wasn’t a bad person. he was actually quite a nice person. to everyone but you. oh well. it was too late to make up now, you both had your hearts set on constant vague annoyance and mild hatred for one another.

you stomp over to wear jake stands, sipping a drink and talking with a few people you don’t recognize. “what the hell, jake?!”

he looks you up and down and a shit-eating grin forms on his face. “well well well. look who’s here. and decided to copy me, too? not surprised.”

“oh i am NOT copying you-“

“you sure about that? because i’m pretty sure you’re the one wearing the same costume as me at a party i’m hosting, not the other way around,” he smirks.

“and you think i’d waste my time purposely copying your costume? real mature, jake.” you roll your eyes. the people he was talking to have slowly made their way go the other side of the room, watching from a distance.

“i mean, you want me so bad, i bet you would. don’t be embarrassed sweetheart, i’d wanna fuck me too.” he placed a hand on your shoulder and gave you one last once over before walking away. you could’ve sworn he bit his lip as he did.

fuck, he looked so good. shit. it was undeniable, you wanted him. so. fucking. badly.

the rest of the party was pretty fun. you mostly stuck with carrington and his friend group, and stayed as far from jake as possible. you kept shooting each other glances from across the living room, and it was obvious he had something to say to you, but wasn’t approaching.

you got pretty drunk, singing and dancing with your friends until the early hours of the morning. you tiredly made your way upstairs to one of the guest rooms where carrington had assigned you to stay for the night. you walked into the bathroom to wash the jigsaw makeup off your face and heard a knock at the bedroom door.

assuming it was carrington, you dried your face quickly and went to open the door. a slightly tipsy looking jake stood on the other side of the threshold.

you scoff, “what do you want?”

he walks into your room without asking, and closes the door behind him. he’s still in his costume, although now his makeup is washed off and he’s no longer wearing his suit jacket. his button down is disheveled and unbuttoned, and the bowtie hangs around his neck. your eyes trail down his chest and back up to his eyes, in which he still wears the red contacts. even in this state, he looks fucking incredible.

he gives you a quick laugh, “like what you see, baby?”

hearing him call you baby makes your stomach flip.

“i-“ you stutter, “no, i just- what are you doing in here?”

he laughs again, “you cant even deny it!”

“deny what?” you ask with annoyance, even though you know exactly why he’s saying that.

“don’t play dumb with me, y/n. you’re a smart girl. i know you are.”

“okay, i want you. is that what you want to hear? you’re so fucking annoying and obnoxious and insufferable to be around, but every time we’re together i want to fuck you. is that what you wanted to hear?” you step closer to him until your face is only a few inches from his. but you don’t dare touch him.

“fuck,” jake whispers. “you don’t know how long i’ve been waiting to hear that.”

he throws himself at you, wrapping one arm tightly around the back of your neck and the other around your waist, pushing you up against the wall behind you. he pulls you into the messiest make out you’ve ever had. it was as if he was trying to consume you. all of you. and nothing was enough. his lips engulfed yours for what felt like hours, but what was really only a few minutes. and when he got bored of that he moved on to your neck, kissing and biting and sucking wherever his mouth landed as you groaned into his ear.

“you looked so fucking hot tonight,” he whispers low in your ear before returning to work on your neck, marking as much of you as he could.

“so did you,” you mumble.

jake stops, “what was that?” he asks.

“you heard me,” you say with a tinge of annoyance.

“say it again.” jake tells you.

you raise your eyebrow, “no.”

he backs away from you in surprise at your refusal, and you walk away from the wall and over to your overnight bag. slowly, you pull the costume off your body. piece by piece. inch by inch. taunting him. you can feel his eyes burning into you. the hunger emanating from him.

“what, a girl’s never said no to your games before?” you ask, still not facing him. you’re naked now though, and you can still feel his eyes on you.

“it-its not a game. i just wanted to hear you say it again. never had you compliment me before. it’s a halloween miracle.” he says, trying his best to keep his cool and not ravage you right now.

you turn around and slowly walk back over to him. he stares at you, eyeing every curve of your soft skin. when you reach him, you wrap your arms around the back of his neck, pulling his face to yours until your lips graze together. “i said you looked hot too. now are you gonna fuck me or what?”

you connect your lips again and he takes you back just as desperately as before. one of his hands grips your ass cheek and the other slides between your legs. “this okay?” he asks quickly.

“yes,” you let out, your voice barely above a whisper.

you shudder at his touch, clenching around nothing, needing him. he massages your clit, his other hand moving from your ass to your thigh to pull your leg up, allowing your skin to spread for him.

“fuck,” you whisper.

“am i makin’ you feel good, baby?” he asks with a smug grin.

you roll your eyes through the blinding pleasure, “fuck you,” you spit out.

he laughs, stopping his motion on your clit and sliding two fingers inside of you with no warning. “fuck, you’re so ready for me. barely even had to try to get these in. think you can take my cock yet?”

you feel yourself clench around his fingers as he pumps them in and out roughly.

“just shut up and take your clothes off, webber.” you mumble breathlessly, and he removes his fingers, sucking any remnants of you off of them before ripping his costume off, leaving him with only the red contacts. you cant lie, he looks even hotter like this. fuck, you couldn’t believe how good he looked. and you were finally getting to fuck him. yeah, maybe it was only because you were both still a little tipsy, but you weren’t that tipsy. you were still well aware of what you were doing. so maybe it was really just because the tension was finally too much. the rubber band had finally snapped.

you place two hands on his chest and push him backwards until he falls back onto the bed. then you climb on top of him, straddling his thighs. you spit into your hand and use it to lubricate his cock. he was already hard, and you gawk at how big he is. you watch as he leans forward on his elbows to get a better view of you jerking him off. your strokes are long and slow, and you make sure to brush the pad of your thumb over his tip with each one. his head rolls back and he moans, and you could’ve came just from watching him.

he sits up and grabs your hips with both hands, pulling you forwards so you’re on your knees. you adjust his cock below you and sink down onto him, bottoming out nearly immediately. it hurts a little at first, you weren’t used to fucking someone of this size, but you loved it. you could feel yourself getting addicted to him with each passing second. he laid back again, but kept his hands gripping your ass cheeks. he rolls your hips forward, guiding you through the motion. “c’mon, baby, you can do it. you can take it, i know you can,” he says sweetly.

“i think this is the nicest you’ve ever been to me,” you joke, trying to keep your voice level, but it’s hard when all you want to do is moan in pleasure.

“yeah… well… don’t get too used to it. you’re still a bitch. just because we’re finally fucking doesn’t change that,” he says, half jokingly, but he’s also struggling to speak through his pants.

“finally fucking? so you’re saying you’ve always wanted me too?” you ask with a smirk, continuing to grind yourself into him. he lifts your hips a little now, yanking you down harder onto his cock each time. you press his chest further into the bed, leaning down to kiss his neck and jaw.

“fuck off,” he whispers in response to your questions.

“you’re such an asshole,” you scoff. he takes one hand off your ass and grabs your chin, pulling your face down to sloppily kiss your lips again.

“i wanna hit from the back? that okay, baby?” he whispers against your mouth.

of course it was okay. you wanted him in every way possible. you nod and climb off his lap, the feeling of emptiness taking over. you needed him back inside of you immediately. he flips you over as if you weigh nothing, positioning you on your knees in front of him. your head is buried in the pillows, and he yanks your ass up with one hand. you can hear him stroking himself a few times, before sliding his cock back inside of you effortlessly. you’re honestly shocked at how well you can take him, like your body was meant for him. his thrusts are rough and deep. all that can be heard in the room are the sounds of skin on skin, his husky groans, and your higher pitched moans as he works your body.

“c’mere,” jake grunts, grabbing you by the neck with one hand and wrapping the other hand around your stomach, pulling you upwards until you’re sitting up on your knees. his thrusts don’t let up, and you’re amazed by his strength. “wanna see your face when i make you come.”

you cant manage to get a word out, all you can do is ramble. “fuck, jake, fuck.”

“come for me,” he whispers against your shoulder, kissing it as you come undone on top of him.

“fucking christ, you’re so hot. where d’you want me?” he asks, his thrusts growing sloppier by the second.

“inside,” you say, feeling another orgasm rapidly approaching.

“you sure?” jake asks, clearly struggling to hold back.

“yes, fuck, jake i’m on the pill just come inside me,” you moan.

he lets out a loud groan, and you feel his dick twitch. the thought of his come inside of you pushed you to the edge again and you screamed in pleasure. his thrusts quickened as he realized you were coming for the second time, and only when you’d ridden out your high did he pull out of you.

you both collapse onto the bed, and stare up at the ceiling breathlessly.

“holy fucking shit, that was so good,” jake said, and you could hear the grin in his voice. “if i’d have known you’d be that good, i would’ve fucked you sooner.”

you scoff, “shut up,” you say with an eye roll. “you’re still insufferable.”

“we can never let them know this happened,” jake says.

“agreed,” you turn and outstretch your hand for him to shake on it.

he laughs and shakes his head, “fucking nerd. only you would want to shake on a deal after i made you come twice.”

you feel your face flush with embarrassment, “shut the fuck up,” you groan.

“never. you’re never gonna live this down. you love my cock so much you came twice! yeah, y/n, good luck acting like you hate me now.” he turns and smiles at you, a real smile. but he still takes your hand, shaking it aggressively. “there. you happy?”

“yes,” you smile sheepishly at him. “i don’t hate you, you know,”you whisper.

“i know,” he says. “i don’t hate you, either. but pretending i did was so fucking hot.”

“we can keep up the bickering. i still think you’re annoying as fuck.” you say with a laugh. “but maybe now instead of perpetually arguing, we can just fuck when it gets bad… or when it’s not bad. whenever we want.”

he smiles and presses a quick kiss to your lips, “i could live with that.” he stands and puts his boxers back on, before making his way to the bedroom door. “night,” he says.

“g’night.”

hope u enjoyed lmk what u think😣 tags for @liseytopia & @audr3yyyyy bc they convinced me to post it :3

pics from pinterest, divider from @/saradika-graphics

[vacz]

HEADCANON: BEAST WIRT BEING A LEADER WITHOUT NOTICE IT

I always found it so cool that most of the fans put Beast Wirt as the main leader of Bad End Friend (Because he is my favorite bad end) but taking that on Wirt's character I'm not sure if he has the will to be the leader of a group full with villainous and rebilious teens, who some of them are actually possessed by eldritch beings or straight up adults

Then I thought "How could it be that Wirt became the leader of this dangerous group?" So here is my HEADCANON

Basically... He adopted them

At first it was Bipper who started to look for alleys, and he convinced Beast Wirt and Ice Finn to help. The thing is that most of the new members came from the unknown, so it was Wirt's area. They were too complicated to convince with words and he couldn't just fight them, so instead he got the idea to offer them a nice place to stay (Beatrice's old house) and some hospitality, while he waited for Bipper to do the whole "deal thing"

When they were in a more comfy place, most of them turned less defensive and started to feel comfortable with the surrounding and Beast Wirt's presence, and with time Wirt brought more and more people to stay in the house, as a result it became like some safe space for this broken souls, and Beast Wirt took his time to know each other, and oh god, he could NOT sympathize with them

Something incredible was when Bipper offered them the deal to join them, most of them turned back but when it was Beast Wirt, they didn't doubt any longer. With little effort Wirt won the trust of these different dimensional beings by only kindness

But the most fascinating thing was that when they finally left the unknown, they constantly returned to go back to the house. Not only because of wanting to plan the world domination but mostly for passing a good time with their new friends. Even so, when they have a problem or an issue, their first instinct is to ask Beast Wirt for advice, even if they know that he doesn't have any experience with conquering worlds, and when they have discussions they look for Wirt's approval to be the final word

Even so, is not only their perception but also Wirt's actions contribute into this believing of him being the leader:

He was the first one of the main trio to interact with them

The house they all live in is HIS

They all reunite in HIS domain (the unknown)

He is the easiest to reach when they need it

He usually is the one who prepares the food and cleans the house

One of the only reasonable brains around the house

If there is a fight between the members, he is the first who tries to stop it

When things get bad he is the first to take charge and tries to find a solution

He turns horrifying when he gets TRULY mad so they better don't mess with his patience

He is openly caring with the little ones

He is able to call out or stop someone's bullshit, even Bipper's

They know that Bill makes deals to gain something. Since they aren't sure what Beast Wirt could gain if he helps them they think his help comes from a genuine care, which that makes him more trusty than Bipper

And the most important, he is the only one who can stop Bill's bullshit, and seems to have some control over him

Basically he has Mom authority in the house

Bipper is a little bit jealous of how everyone seems to show more respect for Wirt than him, but he tolerates it because at least Wirt's idea was a success and now he has all the alleys he wanted so bad, even more than he could have imagined, and also when things go ape shit he doesn't need to take all the responsibility, so Bipper learned to be fine with it.

The funnier part about this, is that Beast Wirt didn't realize everyone's belief until they pointed out. At first he completely denied it and insisted that it was Bipper's idea to look for other people in the first place, but with their explanation he realized that he is indeed: The Leader of Bad End Friends

[hkkism]

a christmas to remember ⋆ k.th

╭ ・PAIRING ♡ — taehyun x gn!reader ୨୧ ・GENRE — fluff (wc 840) ╰ ・WARNINGS ♡ — none (?)

the scent of freshly brewed coffee fills the air as you wipe down the counter. the coffee shop was unusually quiet for a friday afternoon, the only sound that could be heard was the soft hum of the holiday music playing on the speakers. you watched as snowflakes gracefully drifted to the ground, blanketing the town in white.

it was a nice view— honestly. but you still couldn’t shake the feeling. christmas felt so... empty this year. maybe you were homesick, or maybe you never expected to be working part-time as a barista after graduating. you sighed, continuing to wipe down the counters.

suddenly, you hear the door chimes jingle, pulling you out of your trance. you froze, your heart skipping a beat. it couldn’t be.

“taehyun?” you asked, surprise evident in your voice.

he turned, his expression softening as he recognizes you. you examined his new look closely. his once casual outfits are now professionally tailored suits. “y/n,” he says, a small smile pulling at his lips. “i didn’t expect to see you here.”

you swallowed hard, your gaze flickering for a moment. it had been years since you’ve last seen taehyun, back when you were both in college. he was the charming classmate everyone flocked to. but, he was also one of your closest friends back then. seeing him look so successful now only made you pity yourself more.

“what can i get you?” you ask, trying your hardest to sound cheerful.

he looks at you for a moment before asking, “you still work here?” a curious gaze in his eyes.

“yeah,” you reply with a shrug. “just until i get things all figured out.”

he nods, raising his head to look at the menu above you. “i’ll take a caramel macchiato. something simple.”

you nod, ringing him up then going to prepare his drink. the familiar whir of the espresso machine filled the air, and you couldn’t help but glance over at taehyun every once in a while. he had a confident aura, but you could tell there was something under it that could tell that maybe, life hadn’t been so kind on him either.

“so,” you begin, trying to make small talk. “what brings you here? got any plans for the holidays?”

“no.” he sighs dejectedly. “i’m just here on a quick business trip. been so busy i actually forgot about christmas.”

you hand him his drink, noticing the sad look in his eyes. “well, i sorta... don’t have much going on. you can spend christmas at my house if you want. i don’t mind. we could watch a movie, or bake cookies, anything you’d like. ”

he looks up at you, a glimmer of hope in his eyes “really, are you sure you don’t mind? i wouldn’t want to intrude-“

“no, no. really, it’s fine. trust me.” you cut him off, sending him a slight smile.

“i just might take you up on that offer.”

taehyun steps into your house, taking a look around.

“this is your apartment? it’s nice. very cozy. it fits you.” he says while taking his shoes off, neatly sliding them in the corner.

“thanks. it’s my little sanctuary.” you reply, striding to the living room before plopping on the couch. “what should we do first? watch a movie? bake gingerbread cookies?”

he ponders for a moment before replying. “we should make cookies. i’m in the mood for something sweet.”

taehyun was trying (and failing) to roll out the dough into neat and even sheets. you were responsible for cutting out the gingerbread shaped cookies. every time you finished cutting one out, you gently placed it in the baking tray.

“i swear, this dough has a mind of its own.” taehyun says, wiping his forehead with the back of his flour-covered hand.

you giggle, watching his struggle. “taehyun, it’s really not that hard, i promise.”

he raises his hands in mock surrender. “hey, i’m trying! but i don’t think i’m doing this right…”

you roll your eyes, but the smile on your face betrays you. “here, how about i roll the dough and you cut out the shapes?” you say, shuffling over to his spot.

it goes more smoothly like this, you roll out the dough as taehyun cuts out uniform shapes resembling gingerbread men. soon, all the dough is used and the tray is full of ready to bake cookies.

“alright! we did it!” you raise your hand, giving taehyun a high five.

he reciprocates your high five, a cloud of flour exploding where your hands met. you and taehyun begin coughing, fanning the cloud away from your faces.

you giggle once again. “we make a pretty good team, don’t you think?”

“yeah, we do.” taehyun says, lacing his fingers with yours and a soft smile growing on his face.

soon, the cookies are done baking and you and taehyun are decorating the cookies, piping little faces and buttons. something about this moment felt right. it was no longer about the cookies. it was about how easy it felt falling into a rhythm with him.

maybe this christmas wouldn’t be so bad after all.

a/n: ackk my first time posting on heree 🤧🤧 hope u enjoyed this short little story hehe my page is a lil bit of a hot mess but i’ll fix that later 💔

[teeny-tiny-revenge]

This along with the utterly dead inside face Ed makes at the end of Ep4 is what has me convinced that Ed didn't originally plan to kill Stede at all, but that he came up with it to plactate Izzy.

A deeply sad thing about Ed is that he feels like he has no control over his own life. Technically he is the boss, but we don't see him do much bossing, instead he lets everyone walk all over him. He has all the responsibility of captaincy and feels this deeply ("you wanted to be Blackbeard, this is what it's like, your crew is gonna die and it's going to be your fault"), but he doesn't actually have much agency or control.

Like many of Ed's issues, this is ultimately a self-worth thing: he thinks he is a fundamentally unlovable person, he is also deeply lonely, and in combination those things make him constantly bend himself into whatever shape his direct peers ask of him. He is so desperate for acceptance and approval that he is always looking for clues as to what another person wants from him so he can do that, because nobody would stay around for Ed as is, because Ed sucks. They will only stay around/be on his side/etc as an exchange, and Ed's half of the exchange is "do what this other person wants from me and approves of". It's not just approval from his shitty dad stand-ins even, Calico Jack proves that, and Ed also definitely tries to do what Stede wants a few times, that just doesn't look as unhealthy because Stede is a much nicer guy.

Ed desperately wants Izzy (a shitty dad stand-in as well as a direct work peer) to approve of his actions. I'm sure Ed does not see or understand that this is happening. To Ed, Izzy is preparing to leave, because he clearly hates what Ed did, and this makes Ed feel capital B Bad, must immediately come up with a way to regain approval, think, think, what does Izzy like? Right, murder! Murder it is then! Ed in the morning during maintop breakfast is just coming up with a plan to even stick around on the Revenge at all. I know this is my interpretation and other people think differently, we had those discussions several times already after s1, but I am convinced Ed isn't thinking about murder during breakfast yet. And then he realises Izzy is leaving and feels bad about it, because ah no the shitty dad stand-in is obviously mad at him, quick, fix this!

And then basically the entirety of ep6 is about Izzy doubling down on "but you promised murder, why is there no murder yet" and Ed growing increasingly desperate because he did not want murder in the first place, but now Izzy is mad and the only way to regain the so important approval is to kill Stede, but Ed really doesn't want that because he likes Stede a lot. I don't think Ed ever feels like he is in control of the situation during the entire proceedings. He doesn't feel like he has agency. He gets all the responsibility and pressure to perform correctly and to everyone's satisfaction, but he doesn't actually get a choice, he just has to do things he has to do because that's what it's like.

I'm supposed to kill you. If I don't, Izzy will lose his respect for me, and at best he might leave, at worst he might incite the crew to mutiny. Always a risk as a pirate captain. Ed hates himself, he doesn't see that he's smart and charismatic and that people would stick around for his actual qualities. Ed must always convince everyone around that his performance counters all his many flaws, because otherwise people will hate him and/or disapprove of and disrespect him, and the latter is a death sentence in the world of piracy Ed spend all his life in. In Ed's life, not doing as he was supposed to has probably always had dire consequences. Not behaving as he was supposed to probably got him hit as a kid at home. Not doing exactly what he was supposed to probably got him badly punished under a captain like Hornigold, who killed a hungry growing kid for eating food. And not doing exactly what Izzy and by extension everyone else expects of Blackbeard threatens to collapse the elaborate house of cards that is the Blackbeard role, and the whole purpose of that thing is to keep Ed safe. You cannot ever do what you aren't supposed to do.

I'm supposed to kill you. If I don't, there will be dire consequences. And the terrible thing is, he's kinda right even. The consequences happen, they try to kill Stede and then bring in the Navy when that fails, again endangering Stede, his crew, and Ed as well. And Ed, even if unconsciously, knows that. Because he's technically the boss, but that doesn't give him actual agency.

I’m supposed…to kill…you

Not I was going to

or I decided to

or I planned to

I’m supposed to…

That’s outside agency. An expectation or a requirement. Does Stede pick up on the nuance even unconsciously?

Ed is signalling through language choice, whether he means to or not, that he Does Not Want This. That he’s being coerced. That this is against his will.

Ed just wants a friend, and to cuddle that friend’s hand.

[viperbunnies]

Pre-Ozml lore crumb

(hopping on @cheerleaderman and @angelwishess silly shenanigans!)

Mama, a girl behind you-

[lovesickeros]

lord its so dark in here the sahara desert of tsaritsa content you are like a shining oasis. your characterisation of her compels me & mihoyo would be hard pressed to top it imo.!! caaaaan i humbly request yr thoughts on her first meeting w a reader of any kind, or maybe even multiple kinds (sagau, sagau god au, isekai, etc) if you so desire...

it really is like a desert here. being the fan of a character we aren't getting until the last damn nation is driving me up a wall but i will persevere bc if nothing else i support morally bankrupt women in media. we r in a severe drought over here but i do my best. unfortunately nothing i say is ever coherent so pull out your translation notes its abt 2 be messy

also this got out of hand but thats bc first meetings w the tsaritsa are tricky to write + a LOT of her characterization lies in deeper exploration then just surface level yknow...NOT A DIG AT YOU this is just my excuse for rambling. gently pats the tsaritsa she can hold so much complexity i do not have the word count to delve into it completely :]

gonna talk cult au for a bit here though because that's 99% of my content. and honestly? she thrives in sub au's of the cult au like villain au + imposter au. it's basically made for her. i mean, early days, the imposter au had been going around for a little while but one of the first few ideas was the Fatui taking reader in so like. it kinda technically actually was. pretty sure cult au Tsaritsa popped up because of the imposter au. a lot of it's writers kinda left though which. man am i getting old or.

anyway.

there isn't much of a chance her first impression is all that positive. at best it's usually neutral, imo, but rarely if ever positive. specifically because i view the Tsaritsa as someone who isn't as fanatical as most of the acolytes typically are towards the creator. she's not exactly going to worship the ground you walk on unlike a certain geo lizard. which is partially why i think she thrives in the sub au's i mentioned.

imposter au, for example. she meets you at your lowest. there's no gaudy extravagance or pampering from the acolytes waiting for you because your own acolytes have turned on you. for all intents and purposes you aren't a "god" at all. which is why i don't think she meshes well with normal cult au reader. the Fatui are made up of outcasts, basically, and imposter au slots right in just perfectly. you're weak, at your lowest, when you meet the Fatui in the imposter au. and the Fatui can help you, too.

a mutual exchange, really. the Tsaritsa sees a tool she can use to one up the rest of the nations and especially Archons, and she has no qualms about you using her and the Fatui in turn. you both want something out of it, after all. whether you just want to be safe from the rest of the acolytes, or you want revenge, or whatever else..she'll give you the power to fulfill it, and she gains the strongest piece on the chessboard when all is said and done.

the best way i can describe the first meeting is "practical", i suppose. she sees an opportunity in you. the ultimate gamble. because if she "saves" you, and you dont trust anyone else because they tried to kill you, well..she holds all the cards, doesn't she?

but the Tsaritsa, imo, is just as capable of being just as fanatical towards you as anyone else. she just won't worship you as the creator. but as yourself? clawing your way back to your divine power and taking back what belongs to you? the Tsaritsa is, to me, a character who's character flourishes in long-term fics more because she changes a LOT between "just met reader" and after having been with reader for some time. she's practically apathetic at the beginning but a lot of her character, in my characterization, shines through LONG after the first meeting.

[averlym]

"so i thought, who needs him? i can give it a try"

[patzweigz]

thank you again to everyone who humored my curiosity! i appreciate all of your responses, it seriously shed some insight on this.

the results-- and the explanations given --are unsurprising. and understandable! i did not in any way expect my opinion on this matter to be the majority. what i think is interesting, however, is that this poll reveals a split between how people view fandom terms such as genderswap vs. trans AU.

i was using genderswap in it's denotative form only-- that is it say, its literal definition sans context. genderswap as in to mean "swapping" a character's canonical gender, regardless of the means through which it is accomplished.

most respondents, however, were seeing the term genderswap and applying its connotative meanings instead. and in this case, i believe the connotations are that a genderswap is, exclusively, a poorly-executed visual design exercise often executed for the purposes of pornography; by contrast, it is assumed that any given trans AU is a thorough and detailed character exploration.

i would argue, however, that this is not always the case. from my earlier poll asking people how they more generally felt about genderswap/rule 34/what have you art, i stated the following:

"when executed well, in terms of visual art alone that carries no further exploration beyond design, [trans AUs and genderswaps] fill the exact same niche. the difference comes only with respect to the artist's intentions, not the work itself. further, i think it's because they fill the same niche visually that the term "presentationplay" saw usage in the 2010s (and i say 2010s because i personally have seen no usage since then). in focusing solely on the outward appearance of a character, as opposed to any internal alignment --the term leaves the subject's gender completely ambiguous, they may even be the same gender, cis or trans --and in the hands of the viewer. it's also for that reason i didn't include it as a synonym here, because the gender of the character in question is, ultimately, whatever someone wants it to be. it is, perhaps, the purest distillation of the trope as can be depicted visually."

i also detailed my personal thoughts as to why i like both genderswaps and trans AUs, using my favorite character (kent mansley) as an example. with reference to this specific question, there was some specific art that got me thinking. before i detail it i want to be very clear once more that i am using these terms in a denotative way only -- my usage of the term genderswap is not in any way meant to deride or negate the art of anyone who enjoys making their favorite characters trans in whatever way they choose.

what got me wondering about whether trans AUs specifically where a character transitions to a gender they do not identify with in canon are a type of genderswap was a fantastic transmasc design for amy rose from sonic the hedgehog. for those who aren't familiar with the franchise, gender is more of an aesthetic choice than a social signifier for most characters - and while the art reflected the artist's own personal gender identity in a really beautiful way, for the character of amy rose, within the sonic the hedgehog world... there is, effectively, no difference for her to transition than it is to simply change her clothing.

more simply put: the gender journey that most folks who responded to this survey highlighted-- and that i myself turn to trans AUs for as well --as the key difference likely would not be relevant to her, at least not in the same way that it would be for a character who comes from a different fictional universe. and since the canon has no suggestion that amy identifies as anything other than a girl, this AU design is in essence a different avenue for a more traditional genderswap. instead of being assigned a different gender at birth or being put under the effects of a magic spell or popping in from an alternate universe or any other alternative of genderswap that is often used for cis characters, instead... she is simply trans. but her gender is changed from her canon one regardless-- it is simply the means of which is more realistic than those usually employed.

it is examples such as this, and where the trans AU does not extend beyond a single drawing or design, that lead me to conclude that they are under the broader umbrella of genderswap as opposed to a separate concept entirely. but even when considering more indepth art that explores the implications of being trans for a character, i do not believe they are exempt from the term-- rather, i believe that there is instead an unfortunate dearth of material that does so for when the swap involves cis characters instead. (see again my example of kent mansley from the previous survey). this is also part of why, despite understanding and expecting the results given to this survey, i still feel as if the question posed has not truly been answered nor has my own position been challenged significantly, connotation and denotation aside. and in truth i would like for it to be! if only because i find this discussion endlessly fascinating and would love to see an argument worded in the contrary to consider.

to conclude: thank you again for people who humored me! i appreciate it!

may be a bit of a controversial question but i have to ask...

is making a trans AU for a character where they transition to a different gender than they are in canon the same as a genderswap?

this is not referring to simply saying a character is trans, but specifically making an AU/having a headcanon where they transition to a gender that they do not identify as in canon. i'm specifically thinking about instances where there is no subtext that the character is trans or metaphors that can be interpreted as such, but the question can still apply in those instances as well if the character does not identify as anything but their canon gender as given in the text. this also does not refer to situations where a transmasc character is instead transfemme (or vice versa) as in the tradition of other swaps, where it's simply just assumed the character is cis.

i'm curious because to me, a non-binary person, they are simply two different routes to explore the same fundamental concept (what if x character was y gender), just through a different lens. but i wanted to see what other folks thought!

[a2zillustration]

Forgive me if I missed a post or something but is Croissant Ace?

(That comic with Mizora and the Emperor is a damn MOOD)

Asking for a friend.

(It's me, I am ace, and a Gale lover ^_^)

They are! This game has been a wild ride for them lmao

[aibouart]

compilation of my other fav palette challenges from the years past... i should do them again sometime......

chara #9 belongs to @askbookwormflareon