#HE HASN'T BEEN HIM THIS WHOLE TIME

[coolestclowns]

Well, "it wasn't me though" has a new meaning now!

[podcastwizard]

half of the asks neil gaiman gets are like "Dear Mr. Gaiman, I have loved your work since I was a child and was wondering if you could elaborate on a particular metaphor you use in Chapter Six of Good Omens?" and the other half are like "SUP babygirl when do i get to see crowley and aziraphale explore each other's bodies xoxo" and neil gaiman responds to both. with the same level of decorum. truly, an icon.

[rickybaby]

Fear, faith, friendship: Inside F1’s most precious relationship

Tom Stallard, Daniel's race engineer at McLaren, speaks out about his collaboration with Daniel in BBC's article about the relationship between drivers and race engineers.

[fuckedupwizard]

speaking of the scum villain fandom and top/bottom. this wasn't discourse at all just personal preference but it hurt my heart so bad that the few times i wanted to try out jiuyuan/shencest/scumcum whatever, it was almost always sj topping... when the only way i like it is the other way around :(

[dazais-guardian-angel]

kinda wild to me that one of the most compelling aspects of both Chuuya and Kunikida's characters to me, that I never really see talked about, is how they're heavily set on a doomed crash course towards complete and utter destruction, and how I am so, so worried for them both.....

[diaryofamadsunwukongfan]

Raven Branwen

Race: Raven Human

Nationality: Between Kingdoms, Anima

Ethnicity: Mistrali

Weapon: Omen

Gender: Woman

Sexuality: Bisexual

Starting Age: 35

Aura Color: Red

Handedness: Right

Complexion: Pale white

Eye color: Red

Semblance: Kindred Link (A highly unconventional Transportation semblance that creates wormholes using the users Aura shield as a conduit.  It can only create portals next to people the user has formed an unbreakable emotional bond with.)

Occupation: Branwen Bandit Chief, Spring Maiden

The older twin of the Branwen siblings, Raven was the daughter of the current chief, but this did not make her heiress. She, or her brother would have to earn that honor be becoming the strongest members of the tribe. She completed all the rituals; Be abandoned and Find Your Way Back to the Tribe; Taste the Spilled Blood of Humans just like Grimm; Steal the Breath of an Entire Village; Slay The Nevermore and Become The Nevermore. Then, the last task was given to Raven and Qrow, a new task... enter a huntsmen school to learn how to kill huntsmen. She and her brother did this, but then something completely unexpected happened. Raven fell in love. Not just with her teammates, not just with the world outside her tribe, but with her true soulmate who showed her that there was more to the world than simple strength... and then Raven "woke" up. Her life was a lie, created by a man that was not a man. She had to escape her cage, return to the wild, return to her flock. She couldn't bring her friends, they wouldn't understand. She couldn't bring her daughter, she needed to complete her trials, find her own way back to the clan. She could not bring Qrow back because he was weak and a fool. I had no choice, and I made the right decision Yang.

Take the lives of those you need...

[hella1975]

ur making it pretty hard to not be curious about aftg like what is going on can you infodump ur worst to me

so basically it's about a guy called neil who's not actually called neil bc turns out he's the son of a HIGHLY abusive mafia hitman and him and his mother have been running from this guy for years which ofc means changes in identity and a SHIT ton of issues ranging from good old fashioned paranoia to lighting cigarettes not to smoke them but to let them burn down bc the smell reminds you of your mother's burning corpse. but neil is obsessed and i mean OBSESSED with this made up sport called exy which is like lacrosse but with the violence of ice hockey and he joins a pro-team despite aforementioned ABUSIVE MAFIA DAD AFTER HIM and guess what! the guy who signed him is called kevin and his ex-team are affiliated with the mafia too! including neil's dad! neil just screwed himself over big time! but who cares when you have exy! enter: andrew minyard. andrew is a blonde, 5ft, ex-juvie, under-court-surveillance-for-grevious-bodily-harm goalkeeper currently working unofficially as kevin's bodyguard and, while we never get an actual diagnosis bc god forbid we handle mental health properly in this thing, it's implied that he has some kind of psychosis and, as part of his plea bargain, is legally obgligated to take incredibly mood-altering medication that makes him manic in exchange for being allowed to stay on the team (aka with kevin who he's VERY possessive of), done entirely for the wellbeing of those around him and effectively against andrew's will. does he stick to that deal? fuck no! but it doesn't stop there! andrew proceeds to spend the entire book being as violent and unpredictable and generally cunty as possible in order to figure out What Neil's Deal Is bc neil is capital S Shifty and andrew is convinced he's from kevin's old mafia cult team trying to hurt him. we spend an entire book watching the three of them wrestle between neil's paranoia, andrew's protectiveness and kevin's desire to Please Can We Just Play Exy. there are some keys involved. someone dies. there are two more books. inexplicably two of the characters can speak fluent german purely from high school classes.

[myplasticadversary]

This might be silly but I've been trying to find this one person who said in a tag I saw something about a McLennon Enchanted AU because I have a lot of thoughts about it 👀

[icedteaandoldlace]

K, so as much as the rest of season 1 and the entirety of season 2 would suck with Cisco being dead, now that this thought is in my head, I can't stop thinking about how wild that would be if they literally killed him off for just that period of time, with the intention of bringing him back via Flashpoint and keeping him on for the rest of the show, but making the audience think he was gone for good for a whole entire season. That would've been CRAZY, yo.

[forcebookish]

one of the things that has me nonstop thinking about topmew is that they're actually a very unique type of couple in fiction but not in real life. in most fiction, people are always falling in love by accident. they meet, circumstances put them together, they're caught by surprise when they fall in love. but though both top and mew had never been in love before and didn't totally know what to expect, it wasn't a complete shock. they met through a mutual friend, they found each other attractive and interesting, so they decided to date. they fell in love because they went on dates and did romantic things together on purpose. i think neither of them expected to fall so hard, but still, the point of dating is to see if you're compatible and fall in love and maybe build a life together. and that's what they did.

i don't think that makes them boring, i think that makes them relatable! i think that makes them stand out from other fictional couples! you know, people claimed they wanted more realistic BLs, but for some reason when topmew came along, a ship based on a real life gay couple, they didn't like them?

[cloudsoffire]

sometimes stories present a character and want you to think they're a good guy with asshole tendencies when really they're an asshole with good guy tendencies

go ahead and ignore the tags they don't say anything important

[all-that-jazz-93]

Okay so Fitz is my favorite character, but I actually don't have strong opinions about The Devil Complex

[softquietsteadylove]

For the Doctor AU:

The… “aftermath” of their date, if you know what I mean… 🔥

They're making out like teenagers, stumbling in her door.

Obviously the date went well.

Gil kicks the door closed, still kissing her like he's being shipped off in the morning never to return. In reality, they both have 24 hours before they're on call again, if all goes smoothly.

"Gil," Thena whimpers, her arms around his neck he presses her back against the door. He's way too good at this. "Gil!"

"Hm?" he stops, tearing himself away from her in a grand effort. Her lip colour is all over him.

She laughs, reaching up to wipe it off his lips (not that it isn't a great colour on him). She shakes her head, "just...slow down. I'm not going anywhere."

"S-Sorry," he turns pink, contrasting the lip stain on him nicely. He helps her swipe it away and then swipes at the corners of her lips, too. "Got, uh, excited, I guess."

There is something always so sweet and endearing about him. Thena grins; if she had been nervous at all about finally going on an actual date, that was put to rest. "It's been a long couple of weeks."

Since their last...tryst.

He just nods, looking at her in a way that makes her need to look away from him. She looks over at the flowers he brought her when he picked her up. She stuck them in her fruit bowl with cold water because it turns out that she doesn't own a flower vase.

"Should I say goodnight?"

She looks up at him again. Of course he would ask that--give her the option. They were making out like he was going to fuck her against the door just a second ago. She shakes her head.

He leans down and kisses her again, gently and slowly this time. Not that she needs a special 'first time' treatment, or anything. It's far from their first time for...anything.

First real date, maybe. And it went smoothly, because it's still them. Although there's this fluttering sensation that's been happening more and more and more. And it started well before the sex did.

Thena throws her arms around his neck again, kissing him more fervently. He accepts and she pushes her tongue between his lips.

Gil moans as he tastes her, and the rumble of his chest against hers makes her brain see new colours. He holds her so gently, like she's this very precious thing.

She pushes closer, tugging at the lapels of his jacket in no particular direction. But it's in her way, regardless.

"Yeah?" he asks briefly, between their breathy, open kisses.

"Yeah," she confirms, nudging them in the direction of her bedroom. It's been a long couple of weeks indeed.

"C'mere," Gil mutters as he hoists her up, holding her by the waist and supporting her legs as they wind around him. He enters her room backwards, kicking the door closed again.

Thena pulls him with her. She pushes his jacket off his shoulders while also trying to keep kissing him. It's not exactly ergonomic.

"Hey," he chuckles, leaning up so he can remove it more easily. He looks down at her, and her impatient pouting. "I'm not going anywhere."

"What if I do want you going," her eyes run over him for a second, "somewhere."

He raises an eyebrow at her, looking awfully cool about it. He starts unbuttoning his shirt (maybe he's too patient). "Where do you want me?"

Her toes curl, and she clamps her lips closed before she can say something completely vulgar. He smirks at her visible restraint and tosses his shirt off before gripping his belt. "I'll surprise you."

Thena shudders as he kneels against the foot of her bed, trailing his hand from the strap of her heel up her calf to her thigh. She bites her lip as he hooks his finger into the top of her thigh-high stocking. He drags it down, making sure she can feel his finger against her skin the whole duration. His other hand is pulling her heel off.

"Did I tell you?" he asks all of a sudden, as if he's reminding her about a work schedule or a supply notice. He grins, though, tossing the stocking aside and letting his hand drift up her leg again. "You look stunning."

Yes, he did tell her that. And it made her bright red the first time and this time is no different. She looks away, "you might have mentioned it."

"Good," he chuckles, dragging the other stocking down with much less protraction. "Not that I could ever say it enough."

Thena lifts her hips as he starts dragging her dress up her body. She should have guessed Gil would be really into this part of things. She's never been much of a fan of it with her exes, but-

"Hey."

She opens her eyes, looking down at him poised between her legs. She resists the urge to tug her dress down.

"Try to relax," he says in that gentle, work-husband voice she's used to. His finger hooks into the side of her panties, "you're in good hands, Doc."

She almost chastises him for the cliche joke, but she doesn't get the chance as he runs his tongue over her. She slaps her hand over her mouth as some kind of completely new sound tears out of her.

Gil is capable of unwavering focus. He runs his tongue along her lips and through ever fold and crease he can find. Once that's done, he focuses on the little pearl of nerves presented to him. Actually, he knows her better than that, so he knows to focus his attention right above it, otherwise it's too much for her.

Thena groans into her palm and up at the ceiling. He's massaging the hood of her clit as he pushes two fingers into her, and she's already far beyond being able to speak coherently. "Fuck!"

"Let it out, baby," he says roughly against the inside of her thigh. He leaves a kiss there, but she knows he's grinning like a maniac.

She whines a bit as that feeling builds from below her belly to a burn in her chest. She doesn't like getting eaten out...didn't--she didn't like getting eaten out before. She should have known Gil was different in this way, too.

She brings her legs together and rolls onto her side, gripping the closest pillow she can as she comes. Her hips tremble and she bites into her lip as a string of appreciative noises escapes her.

Gil kisses up her back to her bare shoulder, pulling his fingers out gently. He buries his face in the crook of her neck, "you good?"

She presses her face into the sheets as she lets out a moan. She is so very, very good.

Gil licks his fingers clean - unnecessarily and embarrassingly loudly - before moving his hands to hers. He gently works to unclench her fists from around her already messy sheets. "Honey?"

Thena pushes her hips back against his, earning a groan from him for her efforts. She points to the far nightstand, "top drawer."

Gil heeds her, giving up on forcing her to look at him in all her glowing glory. He opens the drawer and gives the box of condoms a shake, "full box?"

She still doesn't look at him, "like I'd be using them by myself?"

She hears him shimmy back over to her on the bed. He leans down and kisses the back of her head. She whines again, "are you going to fuck me, or not?"

He accepts her raised hips, letting her push back into him as he rolls the condom on. He reaches up and pulls her dress zipper down, exposing the pale of her back and the strap of her bra. "Matching set?"

"I told you to let me get ready," she mutters in reply. In reality, half of that time was actually finding a set that was cute but not too desperate seeming.

Gil leans over her back to whisper closer to her ear, "are you?...ready?"

She nods as he helps her toss the dress aside, both of them naked and already finely sheened with sweat.

"Actually..."

"What now?" she glares back at him. He's going to be patient about this?!

He pulls her hair over her shoulder, kissing the base of her neck, "I wanna see that pretty face, Thena."

Again with those sweet words. She huffs, "you don't have to say things like that."

"Like what?" He can be a real tease sometimes. He chuckles he helps her roll over and slips a pillow behind her lower back. "That I wanna see how beautiful you are when I make love to you?"

Exactly like that. Thena rolls her eyes at him, so it won't seem like she's feeling shy after such corny compliments. Her chest is flushed rouge anyway. "Yes."

"Okay, I won't say it," he chuckles and leans down to kiss her again.

Her mouth drops open as he pushes into her. She almost forgot what it felt like to have him in her like this. But she could never forget that.

"You can feel it."

She digs her nails into his back, mostly so he stops talking and she can focus on how fucking good she feels. He moves gently at first, and she hooks one of her legs up around his back. "Fuck, Gil."

"Thena," he growls back, his hands moving endlessly between holding her hips and running through her hair and palming her breast.

She pulls them up to her breasts, which bounce and ripple with every slap of their hips coming together. He gets a handful of them, but his touch is both firm but gentle. She can feel the callouses on his hands as they move against her nipples.

"Thena, honey," he grunts as he picks up speed. He's always more vocal when they're fucking - making love, apparently - and she doesn't mind it at all.

Not that she wants to tell him that she likes it when he calls her stupid pet names and tells her she looks pretty and kisses her cheek in the morning. All the things she swore she didn't need in her life--too busy for them.

Now she craves Gil like the air she breathes.

"Gil," she whimpers, clawing at him, needing him closer as if he's not buried within her completely. They're as connected as can be and she still wants more--that's how down bad she is. "Baby, please!"

He grips her hips and pulls her up and smashes their hips together. He leans over her, coarse hair grinding against her clit with every movement. She can see the flush in his skin and how tight his throat is. He cradles her cheek in his palm, "right here, baby, all for you."

Fuck, does he ever make a mess of her.

"Gil!"

Thena comes first, crashing down and around him like a wave engulfs the shoreline. Her whole body tenses around him, from her insides to her legs wrapped around his hips to her nails on his back. She clings to him.

Gil lets her. He smashes their lips together and his hips buck a few times as he follows her into bliss. He stays close, whether because she keeps clawing him closer or because he also wants to be no more than a breath apart from her.

Thena tries to hold onto him but everything goes soft. Her arms lose their muscle and she flops to the bed, panting for breath and her hair spread around her.

Gil leans down to kiss her before lying beside her with a groan. He pulls her into his chest. "Baby?--you doin' okay?"

Thena lets go of her pride completely, purring as he cuddles her in his arms. She snuggles as close as she possibly can, which is already embarrassing enough. "Hm, I'm...I...I'm...yeah."

Gil chuckles, but he doesn't ask her what she was trying to say. She has no idea either, anyway. Probably just about to sing his praises in a way he would tease her about later. He rubs her back and runs his finger up and down her arm. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," she sighs, more sated than she can ever remember being. She really thought it would be the same as when they fuck in an on-call room, but she couldn't have been more wrong, she realises.

Gil kisses her forehead and starts moving around, but she's way too out of it to think about what he's doing. He could literally run a bath and sponge her off and she doesn't think she'd be aware of it.

"I'll be right back, sweetie," he kisses her cheek as he stands from the bed. He doesn't need direction; he knows where everything is.

"Hurry back," she mumbles, still a pile of goo in her own bed. She'll pull herself together when he gets back, she thinks. She just has to...recover.

They'll have to go on dates more often.

[monty-glasses-roxy]

I've been thinking, what if after Ruin, Roxy is able to contact Cassie's dad to come get her from the old pizzeria somehow? Like they deal with Mimic and then they call her dad before heading back up to meet him?

Cassie immediately flinching as she realises she's accidentally said the same shit "Gregory" did. Bonus points if Cassie's dad was a surviving member of the initial group of construction workers that went down there and got killed. He just pauses mid-sentence and squints as the cogs turn in his head, around the same time both Cassie and Roxy realise what they're doing.

They both scramble to clarify they're not Mimic actually, this is one hundred percent real, they really are under the Raceway, they swear while he goes silent, not knowing what he should do here. Should he... call someone? Does this mean Mimic is out? That the security is down? Are they actually down there? Is he suppoosed to just... go there and find out if it's a killer robot or his daughter and a nice robot?

Like really, what is he meant to do here lmao the Minis with Roxy and Cassie just have their heads in their hands over this. They didn't think of it either, but also come on guys you should have realised

[wildpiercy-art]

Started relistening to the early episodes. Forgot how fun the show was, honestly.

[cranechel]

this is always on my mind tbh