#Let me be a girl prince

[cryingclownish]

OMGZ THEY ARE :LESBIAN:

Good for them, good for them

[tategaminu]

⭐PRINCESS RAYLA⭐

Playing around imagining what an older Rayla might look like (a total excuse to draw her in a dress).

I think she's between 25 and 30 here, got a bit to get used having the title as the first elven princess of The Pentarchy. The earrings are a reference to her Arc 2 concept art but for a lot of reasons it made sense they scrapped the idea so I HC that when the war is over and she doesn't have to fight anymore she will let her hair loose, wear jewerly and pretty dresses (ofc all gifted by Callum since we know how babygirl is).

Her back is open because Callum wants to enjoy the view

[drowningmoon]

No honey they're a murderer to YOU, but to ME they're just a traumatized girl who was feeling silly

[lotus-pear]

rewatched madoka magica again today bc i fucking hate myself and to absolutely no one’s surprise i went through all five stages of grief in a single evening

[m-for-now]

As someone who is genderfae (microlabel under genderfluid), I have a lot of different experiences with gender.

I just wish someone told me sooner that it won't go like "today I'm a girl" "today I'm an enby" but more like ,,, "today I am a swamp witch" "today I am a feminine victorian vampire boy" "today I am a forest goblin collecting people's stares about my gender expression like shiny rocks on the ground" "today I'm an androgynous pirate lady"

Like,,, sure, are those real genders? I don't fucking now. If a cisgender person asked me what I identify as that day, would I answer like that? No, definitely not.

But to my genderqueer, trans and genderfluid friends; do you get me? I can't be alone with this, right?

[writer-room]

Honestly the funniest thing about TDP to me is that Rayla for some reason always thinks Callum isn't 100% ride-or-die with her on any given situation. Seriously, she could decide she's jumping off a cliff and he'd do it too--oh wait.

I get that half of it is 'protecting' him but like. Girl he has been ready to die and kill for you since the first snake chain incident. It has not lightened up since. In fact its gotten worse. She's his special little guy and if anything happens to her he will kill everyone in the room and then himself. She physically cannot ever sacrifice herself for anyone because Callum WILL be following her straight into the afterlife in no less than a minute. I'm fully convinced he can and would go even further than Claudia and he'd barely have to think on it for five seconds before shrugging like "damn this sucks, can't believe I have to turn evil" "you literally don't have to--" "no I'm gonna"

And honestly I think that's peak teenagers first girlfriend behavior.

[melonteee]

look idk wtf zoro's pouting at maybe it's the fact he's not getting any sake maybe it's the fact Sanji is ignoring him in favour of Hiyori but why does it look like two samurais/knights protecting their royals like lmao is Zoro sizing up Denjiro or smthn what's happening here

[imjustavenuxwithaboomerang]

i'd let bearded and fanged ben ruin my life

[chryssikyu]

Princely MC

Description: What happens when a normal girl meets a beautiful female ikeman?

Pairing: MC × Reader

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It's a beautiful day! Calm sun rays, gentle breeze, not too hot, not too cold. Perfect weather for a perfect day right?

Yeah- no.

You don't have time to revel in the nice weather as you run through the park. You had woken up late, had no time to shower or apply any makeup, and you were getting texts from your boss asking when you were coming in.

So yeah, not a great start to the morning, but hey! What else could go wrong?

I'll tell you what else; a couple of kids playing soccer.

Or more specifically, a couple of kids playing soccer, and one kicking the ball a little too hard. Causing it to come flying at you. As you watch it falling towards you, you freeze waiting for the impact and pain.

Maybe you could use it as an excuse to get out of work?

Right before it can hit you though, a figure obscures your vision, a long leg flies up and kicks the ball away.

Once your life is no longer in mortal danger, the figure turns around, exposing a young woman with long brown hair, and pretty brown eyes.

You froze as she peered down at you, she was only a little taller, but its enough if a height difference that you have to tilt your head up to look into her honey brown eyes. She looked so cool! She wore a long black sleeve jacket over a red tube piece and black pants that accentuate her long and elegant legs.

For a moment you don't hear anything, somehow infatuated with this incredible woman and examining her entire face, until you get to her lips. They were moving, had she been talking the entire time!?

Quickly honing back in you asked.

"Uh, huh?"

She chuckled for a second, a cute noise as she brought her hand up to mouth.

"I asked you if you were okay." GODS!! Her voice was so pretty! It was gentle yet firm, and it was a little deeper than most girls, but still feminine!

You couldn't help but blush, here you were just going about your crappy morning, when suddenly heaven sends you a prince in a beautiful girl's body! The God's must have felt bad for you...

Quickly shaking your head and almost getting whiplash you look up at her.

"N-no. I-I mean yes! I'm okay!" Why were you stuttering!? It's just a normal woman! Yeah she kicked a ball away before it could hit you! And yeah she was pretty hot by normal standards. But this is no time to be so weak!

"That's good," She spoke gently, lifting a hand up to your hair and gently plucking a leaf out of it. "I would hate to see a cute girl like you get hurt."

. . .

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!! SHE IS SO COOL! Is she flirting with you!? You can't tell! But that was like straight out of a fairytale! Compose yourself! At the very least thank her!

But before you can even get the words out she looks back behind her and turning back to you.

"I have to get going now, stay safe!" She turns around and starts jogging back to a group of men.

And she's gone.

Gone for good...

You blew it...

Good job.

Speaking of blowing it, weren't you late for work?

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You were, in fact, very late.

You got chewed out by your manager, in front of your other coworkers and some customers. It was embarrassing to say the least. It didn't help that you were on shuffling duty, you worked at a decent store that sold plenty of stylish clothing, shoes and accessories, and alot of customers don't know how to put things back where they found them. So there you were, busy busting your ass, picking up hefty boxes of shoes and carrying them to their proper places.

It wasn't easy, you weren't weak by any means, but you're one person! Carrying a pile of boxes that obscure your vision! Not to mention there was an influx of customers, meaning your coworkers who were helping them, kept piling more boxes on top of you!

It got to the point your entire field of view was impeded by the boxes you had to carry, yeah you knew your way around the store, but you were about to either drop everything or bump into someone!

AND YOU WERE STILL HUNG UP ABOUT THAT GIRL!

You deeply regretted not getting her name, let alone her number! She really was very gorgeous. Dark brown hair that shone almost bronze in the sunlight, long and straight that framed her face so elegantly. Long, dark eyelashes that surrounded her beautiful brown eyes, and her iris' were like caramel mixed with chocolate. It looked like she wore a little bit of eyeliner, mascara, lip gloss but that was it. No heavy make up that changed the shaped of her face, meaning she was so beautiful all on her own.

You couldn't help but let out a small sigh in remembrance of her gaze, firm yet so gentle. You couldn't stop wondering about her, how sweet her voice was, how quick she was, and her strong legs.

You were so lost in thought you didn't see the box on the floor in front of you, not like you could see it through the boxes you were still carrying. Your foot gets caught on the box, causing you to trip and fall forward. You let out a yelp as you feel your body closing in on the ground, when suddenly you get the weirdest sense of deja vu.

A hand suddenly shoots out and wraps around your middle, keeping you from falling, whilst another arm quickly grabs the boxes you were carrying all on one hand. You hadn't even realized you closed your eyes until you hesitantly open them, peering up at your savior.

"We really ought to stop meeting like this." A familiar voice chuckled.

Soon you were face to face with the hottie from this morning. The only difference was that her hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and piercings lacing her ears.

HOW IS SHE EVEN COOLER!???

If this were an anime you'd be doing the weird whine from behind your fist as hearts form in your eyes.

In fact, I think that is what you were doing.

You were definitely ogling this poor woman, although if she noticed, she didn't care. She just helped you stand up, keeping her hand on your lower back as she kept you steady.

"You alright hun?"

You barely muster out a breathy mhm, continuing to stare at her, examining her figure you noticed she was wearing a button up shirt with rolled up sleeves, slacks and suspenders, and watch on her wrist.

She looked like an ikeman from your animes!! She looked at the boxes in her hand and back to you, her brow furrowed a little.

"This is alot for one person to carry, why don't I help you?"

"R-really? You would do that?" Your eyes were definitely sparkling at her, you were almost melting from how awesome she is.

She just chuckles and nods.

"Of course, anything for a cute girl like yourself." She said with a wink.

God's if you weren't swooning so much you'd start squealing like a fangirl meeting their favorite celebrity. Actually, this girl was quickly becoming your favorite celebrity!

You accept her offer of help, taking half of the boxes and leaving her the rest. You actually took less than her but only because she wouldn't let you carry anymore.

"I'm perfectly fine carrying this much."

And it was certainly true! I mean she already carried all of the boxes in one hand before handing some off to you. You lead her to a section just before the back, placing the boxes in your hands down and going to take the ones from hers.

"H-here, let me!" You shakingly reach for them, your hand brushing against hers as you take them. You blush as you feel her long fingers slip out from yours and carry the boxes to a counter.

"Thank you so much!" You began sorting the boxes. At least moving them off of eachother.

"It's alright! You don't need to thank me."

"But I want to!" You quickly turned around, your hand hitting the corner of the table realy hard and with a loud thwack!

"Ow!" You quickly hold your hand to your chest.

"Are you alright?" She asked worried. You smile and nod, looking down at your hand which was already bruising.

You frowned at the ugly blemish, groaning that today was just not your day.

Without noticing, the girl quickly came up to you and gently took your hand in hers.

You were about to inquire what she was doing when suddenly, she bent a little and lifted your hand up to her lips and gave the bruise a small tender kiss.

You felt your face explode in blush when you felt her lips against the back of your hand.

She looked back up at you with a smile and a playful gleam in her eyes.

"There, feel better?" Her voice was low and much more quiet, it almost felt erotic despite the fact she was kissing your booboo like a mother would a child.

You barely manage to stammer out an answer when she chuckles and stands up straight, lifting her own hand she playfully ruffles your hair a little.

"Hey, I gotta get back to my group, take care!" She turns around and begins walking away from you.

Quickly snapping out of your haze you you stumble after her.

"W-wait! Can I at least get your name??"

She stops, turning around and smiling at you with creased eyes.

"Of course! Call me MC!" And with that, she leaves. Again.

MC...? Even her name is cool... although it's not very helpful. But, at least you got to put a name to a face.

To a very cool, pretty face.

Now if only you had asked for her number...

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《Hope you liked it! I'm not the best at writing, and there are surely typos and errors! But hey at least I did it! Can't say the same for the rest of my life 😅😥😢😭》

[darlingod]

Taryn is not a girls girl. That’s all I have to say

[empty-blog-for-lurking]

Kuron as Minotaur, Lotor as Icarus, and Shiro as Ship of Theseus. Is this anything??

[thetardisisnotourdivision]

I am unreasonably upset about the fact that I've been forced to accept that Gabriel was a Gerald.

For context, in An Inspector Calls, Gerald Croft is engaged to Sheila Birling when he meets a homeless, struggling Eva Smith in a bar, and essentially in return for a home and money he shows her affection (ahem), then gets rid of her once he no longer has a use for her. Now, obviously this isn't a direct translation, but the essentials are - a Gerald is a character who uses another character, in return for something they need, usually masking the fact that they're using them with affection and love.

And against my will I've had to accept that this is exactly what Gabriel does to Nathalie.

Did I want to think he had potential to be better? Did I think he genuinely cared for Nathalie?? Hell, did I just really really want somebody to care about Nathalie???

Probably all of the above but the point is: he's Gerald. And I cannot - I literally can't unsee it now. Their whole dynamic in S3 is like “oh boohoo I'm sorry I wish you didn't have to use the peacock Miraculous and kill yourself over it but uh I need to use your powers” “yeah no that's fine I'm all good”. Which, given the "Gerald" theorem, I'm assuming leads to the fact that what Nathalie needed, above all, was someone to care about her - and Gabriel came along, as Sheila Birling puts it, "like a fairytale prince", and was so caring and gentle and... Yeah. She fell for him. And. Yeah he genuinely did seem to care like twice. But so did Gerald. Gerald actually admits that he did care for Eva, just not the way that she cared for him, and, uh, not enough to not just dispose of her. So he discards her anyway when she stops being useful.

Leading me neatly to my point.

He starts using the peacock Miraculous the second it's fixed, the slimy bastard, HOWEVER. It runs way deeper than that. Assuming I'm right (which I almost DEFINITELY am), then Gabriel only needed Nathalie while she was useful. She didn't stop being useful in season three - she's still scheming for him, helping him with plan after plan. It's only partway through season 5 that she officially servers ties with him, and starts to actively hinder him.

Nathalie stops being useful when she fails as Safari. And I reckon that's when Gabriel and Tomoe decided she had to go.

(It's painfully, I-was-ugly-crying-over-it obvious in Conformation that Gabriel is fully prepared to let Nathalie die - in the original storyboard, her alliance was encouraging her to sleep, and he's very obviously prepared for this moment - I've made a separate post about it that I'll link if I can find it. However, onto the next bit)

With all of this, there's one thing that sticks out to me - Nathalie didn't see any of it until it was already too late. There could be many reasons for this. But you know who would have seen through it? Whose parents were all loving and perfect until she married the wrong man? Emilie. Emilie, who left behind those videos, which on the surface look innocent, but when you look deeper look like a (love confession???????) AHEM a warning. I reckon Emilie noticed what was going on and realised that Nathalie wouldn't see through Gabriel, so she left those videos addressed to Nathalie (not Gabriel, which surely they should have been - they were about him, after all - unless they were there...) as a warning. I don't think the videos were supposed to be about helping Gabriel, I think Emilie was warning Nathalie to get the fuck out of that house, and to take Adrien with her. Because Emilie knew it'd end like this.

Yes I'm still mad ok give me a break.

[xelidonia]

I'm obsessed with this line from Touga. "It's wrong of me to flirt with you since you're my equal (for now)." It's so insidious. It's got the same vibes as those guys who claim that being attracted to a muscular women is gay

[moretheta]

without you

[dododrawsstuff]

IkePri OC Ruri

I think I got possessed yesterday at the con, I wrote most of her story and sketched her. Meet Ruri, my beloved, I just want to hug and squish her.

OC Taglist: @olivermorningstar @keithsandwich @bicayaya (let me know if you want to be part of the taglist or removed)

(@aquagirl1978 I'll tag you because I definetly think she and Charlotte would be friends and she would ask her so many questions about Clavis, let me know if you want me to remove you from this post)

More about her under the cut

Name: Ruri

Age: 25

Nationality: Lazullian

Titles: First Princess of Lazullia, The Fake Prince (some people from her country created that ‘title’ to mock her, though she has some supporters)

Story: She is a princess from Lazullia, a very military oriented country. Being an only child and the heir to the throne, a lot of pressure was put on her. She had to excel in studies, manners, fighting since a young age.

Her father always made it clear she was a burden and it would be better if she was born a boy instead. That's the reason she always dress in male clothing when attending social events.

Ruri’s the best fighter in her country, but not because she is a genius or enjoy it, she was made into a weapon. Her body is covered in scars from training and combat. She’s a very competent strategist, and observant. It’s still not enough to prove her worth to her father.

Ruri has a much better relationship with her mother, she’s the one who named her, since her father didn't even want to help her mother choose one.

Her first trip to Rhodolite is when the foreign princes visit it, when Emma’s just assigned as Belle. Her father thinks it’ll be a good way to get closer to other countries. Since Lazullia is a small country, poor in resources and fairly new on the international political scene, he is mostly after an alliance with Obsidian, despite her voicing her concerns to him.

Ruri meets Clavis before the ball, when she almost falls in a trap, he was nearby hoping it was Yves who walked by, Ruri thought it was an legit attack so she threw him on the ground, straddling and locking both of his arms with her legs in the process while pointing a sword to his throat. ( Clavis fell for her right then and there)

Once Clavis clears it up he wasn't trying to harm her, that it was just a prank, she gets off of him much to his disappointment. They meet next on the ball, where he asks her to dance with him.

Personality: Has a very stoic persona, since she was not allowed to express her feelings as a child. The only moments she alllows herself to show her emotions and relieve all the pent up stress are when she is training, alone. Ruri is very socially awkward in casual situations and doesn't have many friends because she was always busy studying or training.

She is loyal to those she considers close to her, and is ready to die for those people (her father included, even if he doesn't care about her).

She says her biggest dream is to earn her father’s respect and become a good ruler to her country and people, but her actual dream is to be able to live like a ‘normal’ girl, fall in love, and live peacefully, because he hates war. But it’s not something she’s willing to admit, because she has a very strong sense of duty.

Pair: Clavis

Ruri is drawn to him at first because of his outgoing persona, she admires how he is able to express himself and smile and have fun despite hardship.

As she grows closer to him, she admires him more because she can relate to him in a lot of ways, feeling like he is not good enough, having to work a lot harder because of that, always being compared to someone else.

Random headcanons:

She can spar with Chevalier on pretty equal ground and she has earned his respect because of that, so much that he remembers her name (because I can do that)

She loves sweets, even if she doesn't eat it that often

Love is such a distant concept for her, she is sure she will marry out of obligation

She has always wanted to wear pretty dresses, and live like a “true princess” at least once

Ruri is a weapon expert, she trained a variety of different weapons, but she is better in melee combat

Has a bit of pudge, despite training a lot (because I can)

Her mother is from Ruby ( I won’t elaborate too much because I have basically no knowledge about the new countries)

As always, I'll keep editing this as I develop her more.

[infinite-orangepeel]

constantly torn between:

a) wanting steve harrington to rail me

b) wanting to rail steve harrington

c) wanting to watch eddie munson rail steve harrington