#She's buff she's smart she's got a big heart

[artcake]

first art of the new year, let's go back to my favorite Absolute Unit: Keladry of Mindelan!

Kel also says ace rights, author @tamorapierce confirmed

[angelyuji]

yandere wonder woman headcanons

diana prince x reader

tw // people pleasing, manipulation, usual yandere stuff, lasso of truth being used to interrogate/misused

big buff girls pls hmu ;) jk.... unless

missss diana prince i love you sooo much

wonder woman is known as a compassionate hero that values the truth (ive been reading the comics guys im so smart 😊) (ngl finding good comics for my girl was hard so rec me some pls)

shes kind, caring, so incredibly empathetic

she’s stubborn, reckless, and a hardcore people pleaser (shes just like me fr!!)

the first time diana prince meets you was a complete accident. she was running after a getaway car when she spots you. headphones in, attention completely on your phone. with another burst of energy, she launches herself in front of the car, one arm out to protect you and another arm to stop it completely. you can’t move frozen in fear as the car smashed into her arm, almost . you were pulled into her arms without a second thought.

“are you alright?” her face was overcome with worry.

you break down into sobs, “thank you. thank you. thank you” you bury your face into her shoulder

in that moment, all diana wanted to do was take you away from all of it. your touch on her skin felt like holy fire. you were angelic.

from then on, you saw her every day. first at a coffee shop, then at the grocery story, then at your work, then in front of your house. she wouldn’t pretend like she didn’t see you. no secret stalking. she would come up to you, ask you how you are and ask you about your day. to you diana became one of your closest friends. to diana , you were the one.

one day, she’ll tell you that she’s in love with you

“(y/n), i must confess something to you.” she turns to you on the couch.

you look over at her and she almost melts, “what’s up, di?”

she takes a deep breath, “i like you.”

“oh.” she stares at you, waiting for more. “diana, i’m not sure how i… feel about you.” you try to let her down easy, but she grabs your hands.

“(y/n), everything about you makes my heart stop. i wait with bated breath for any word from you. i would give you my soul if you asked. i love you.” diana got closer to you as she spoke. you try to inch away, but her grip on your hands were too strong. guilt swims as your mind processed her words. “please don’t say no. i love you, (y/n). i would do anything to prove it.”

you let out a breath, “maybe let’s go on a date first?” you see her eyes light up and you smile, happy to make her happy.

you keep going on dates with her becuz u didn’t want to upset her and she seems so sincere with her feelings

dates to dating to engaged to married

at the end of the day…. ur a people pleaser just like her

she would do anything for u babes like… anything

the emotional manipulation, the gaslighting, diana takes it to the MAX

she knows you would fold if she pressures u enough

shes so mother, mommy, wife, mother of my children

she babies you

like a lot

yk that post i made earlier about genius yanderes or wtv? its like that

she doesn’t trust u to do anything

treats u like a grown child

but its cuz she loves you!!!!

if you decide enough is enough and that u don’t want to get involved romantically…

“you’re lying to me.” diana’s eyes were fierce as she glares at you. it hadn’t gone too far but as she led you to the bedroom, pressing sweet kisses to your neck, you knew you had to tell her.

“i’m sorry, diana. i don’t like you like that. you’re my best friend. i just… didn’t want to lose you.” you were sobbing as you sat on the edge of the bed, head in your hands.

“all these months… you had been LYING TO ME?” with one push to your shoulders, you land flat on the bed. she straddles your hips, hands pushing your shoulders into the bed. you feel her hands tighten.

“please, diana, i’m sorry.” you choke out a sob. she lets go of your shoulders before leaning back to sit on your hips. you take in deep breathes as she shakes her head.

“no no no. you’re lying.” her eyes looked crazed and you don’t respond, fearing her strength. she starts to laugh. “you love me, i know it. the truth will prevail.” she states, she gets off of you. you sit up, afraid to move. you see her grab her lasso.

“diana, don’t you dare.” you try to move, but with one quick whip, her lasso had looped itself around you. you were trapped. “diana, don’t do this please.” you beg.

“what is your name.” diana’s eyes were cold, as she interrogated you.

“(y/n).” you can feel the words tumble out of your mouth.

“where are you.”

“in your bedroom.”

“do you love me, diana of themyscira.” you try to keep your words in, fighting the lasso. you know she would twist your words. “DO YOU LOVE ME, (Y/N). YES OR NO.”

“yes.” you sob as the word gets ripped out of you. the lasso loosens.

she wraps you into a hug. “i knew it. i knew it. i know you love me. i don’t understand why you’re fighting, (y/n), but we will figure this out. together.” she smiles at you, tears streaming down her face. you don’t respond and she presses a kiss to your lips.

i need her so bad guys i want a big buff gf soo bad i want u diana prince

not movie diana. FUCK movie diana. this is only comics diana. fuck ww 1 & 2 and FUCK gal-can't-act gadot.

[auclairedetoru]

Hello! I'm a little nervous because I haven't requested anything in a long time, but I was hoping that maybe you could write something for Gojo with a tall, muscular fem reader? Maybe some headcanons? The buff girlies hardly get any love. Thank you 🥺

- 👾Anon

Absolutely! I've noticed the majority of the time the reader is always described as smaller than the character, which don't get me wrong, I love feeling petite and adorable in fiction since that's not the reality 😭 but the strong tall girlies deserve representation too, that's why in my roomie! Sukuna story I made the reader a boxer!

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Oh you asked Gojo about his girlfriend? Oof, get ready for him to talk your ear off.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He'll tell you all about her personality. How she's incredibly sweet, and she takes care of him and his students and friends with all the love in her heart, and she's so smart, he's pretty sure whoever made her chose only the best qualities.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 And then he starts talking about her looks and physique... Oh boy, if he wasn't hyper excited before, he's gonna be now.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 The first thing you'd notice about Gojo is how fucking tall he is. He's nearly 191cm, 6'3 in freedom units. He could very easily cosplay slenderman. People have a hard time looking up at him because their necks start to hurt after a little while, but... Not his girlfriend.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 She isn't as tall as Gojo, but she can make eye contact with him with ease, and he LOVES it! He can wrap his arms around her shoulders and hug her, he can kiss her without bowing down nearly 90 degrees, he can give her piggy back rides without having her stand on a chair first. He just loves her height, it was perfect, like she was made that tall just for him.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Then there's her strength, and no, not the mental strength, but physical. Every time he sees her wearing shorts and/or sleeveless shirts, he goes feral. She makes him feel like a Victorian man seeing ankles for the first time, or like a school girl with a crush.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 His girlfriend trains hard everyday, and over time she has built very strong muscles that make Gojo salivate. His favourite thing to do is bite them, which earned him the nickname "vampire Toru" and every time she feels his teeth sink into her arms or thighs, she'd say something along the line of “uh oh, vampire Toru is awake!”. Namami told him that if he had a tail it would start wagging because of that one simple sentence.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Gojo loves play fighting with her because she manhandles him with no fear of hurting him and it drives him crazy. Sometimes he lets her win just so she can pin him down on the floor, he would playfully gasp with a hand in front of his mouth to make her giggle, but the blush on his cheeks is very real.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 When his students met her for the first time, they were in awe (except for Megumi who already knew her). Her smile and voice were so sweet, but everything else about her would definitely crush them with a flick of her finger.

“Your shoulders are very broad.”

“thank you! I worked very hard on them.”

“and you're so tall.”

“you'll catch up to me eventually.”

“... Can you teach me how to be like you?”

ᯓᡣ𐭩 At first, Gojo didn't like that, he was supposed to be their role model, not his girlfriend! He huffed and pouted when they ignored him and focused on her instead, but when he got home and his pretty girl showered him in cuddles and kisses and told him he is still her number one, he was back to his happy self.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Speaking of cuddles, Gojo loves when she holds him and vise versa. He never believed in soulmates, but with the way they fit in each other's arms no matter who's the little and big spoon, he started to believe she really is the other half meant for him and him only.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 He doesn't have a favourite love language with her, because they were all his favourite ways of loving her. Whether it's through kisses, gifts, words, he does them all. He knows that the world has been harsh on her given that she doesn't look like what people think a woman should look like, so he tries his best to give her back the confidence they have taken away from her.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Over the years and with the help of Gojo, she has become so confident and secure in herself. She stopped hunching over and hiding behind baggy clothes and now stands tall and wears whatever she wants, because she found someone who loves her for the things she thought made her unlovable.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 So yeah, his biggest flex is his tall and buff girlfriend.

It went into a totally different direction than what I had in mind but I hope you like it!

[cinnamokittykat]

Roomates! Soap x Ghost x Konig 🤭🤭???

Oh boy

Like, all of them as roommates for each other? Or with the reader? I'll try and write both but just a disclaimer, I'm not great at MLM content for various reasons lol, if that's what you were looking for :/ So, disclaimer, I'm not poly either so please forgive my mistakes here.

Room mates w/o reader:

- The first thing that comes to mind for me is that the grocery bill would be insane. 3 big, buff men living in an apartment, or more likely a house together.

- Also in my experience guys don't tend to shop very well for themselves so the fridge would be a bachelor situation.

- I do think that Soap would be the one to keep the food situation in check the most? He would at least try to make the groceries balanced

- If this isn't gay polyamory, then I feel like König would get yelled at once or twice for walking around naked

- IF IT IS GAY POLYAMORY‼️‼️‼️ then they most definitely like to walk around shirtless.

- Ghost and Soap cuddle each other on the regular :3

-They all cuddle, they had to get custom big furniture to fit them all together comfortably.

-Soap cooks for his boyfriends the most. Ghost burns things every time somehow.

-They have a tiny little black cat who loves all of them dearly. Koenig sat on a black shirt once, but everyone else thought it was her and he almost got kicked out of the giant bed that night.

-Thankfully she walked in the room right after. She was profusely cuddled. She is also just generally a very spoiled cat since no one really wants children.

Room mates x Fem! Reader

- The boys all had different reactions to you moving in. Soap was excited, he was all for having a new friend, and a cute girl like you around the house

- Ghost, on the other hand, wasn't that for it. A strange girl moving in with 3 strange men? Is she insane?

- König was in the middle. As nice as having a female roommate sounded, he also felt as if it was a less then smart decision on your part.

- It doesn't take long for them to all come around to your presence.

- As the weeks go on, they catch themselves sneaking glimpses at you while in the house

- Sometimes when the stars align them and it's just you and one of them home alone, you often find yourself cuddled up to Ghost or König on the couch more often then not. Soap has already been openly flirting with you at this point, so he does more overt things like taking you out or making food for you.

- As time passes by, you find yourself being taken out to more fancy places, you start receiving nice gifts, all thanks to their lavish mercenary salaries. Eventually, it all comes to a head and you come home one day to them sitting in the living room together.

- "We need to talk." says Ghost. You sit down nervously in an armchair. Johnny clears his throat. "It seems like I'm not the only one who's been treating you, lass." König stares silently with his arms crossed.

- "I wasn't aware it was anything serious..." you stutter out. "Oh, it doesn't have to be, we'll help you move out and everyone can forget each other." Koenig replies. "Wouldn't want to make you choose, you can't date all of us."

-Your heart ached upon hearing that statement. You came to love all 3 of them over the course of living there, but he was right. "Well hold on there, who says she can't?" said Johnny. "You haven't even asked her yet!"

-The men turn to look at you again. "Well, lass?"

-"I... I suppose we could give it a try. If you all are good with it."

[yeehawbvby]

When the Moon Fell in Love With the Sun | Ch. 3

March x F!Farmer

Rating: Mature/Explicit (eventual smut)

Chapter Summary: March walks the farmer home from the inn somewhat early, so she invites him in for some coffee c:

Author’s Note: Prefacing this chapter with: I have no idea if tech like TVs and stuff exist in FoM but let’s just pretend 😌

Table of Contents + Work Summary

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It was March who wound up forfeiting, after… all that. 

After sharing a grilled cheese, a loaded baked potato, and a large pint glass of water with December, and after enduring some quiet teasing from Ryis about showing her — in March’s own unfortunate words — some finger action, he set out with the farmer to walk her home.

Although the snow of winter was long gone, the rain had died down to a drizzle, and the spring perennials were beginning to blossom around town, there was still a harsh chill that night. The two were practically glued together, bumping elbows and hips as they used each other’s body heat to keep warm.

December noticed the way that, as she grew increasingly lucid thanks to the greasy food in her belly and crisp air on her face, her earlier pains began to come back. It reminded her that not only did she wake up feeling horrid, but she then spent the day pushing herself to her limits, and topped it off with what was basically poison. Real smart.

She knew it wouldn’t stop her from doing this all over again some other time, though. 

“Why didn’t you bring a jacket?” she asked, ending the comfortable silence in hopes to distract herself.

“Didn’t think I’d need it.”

December inspected her torso, taking note of how baggy her own jacket was on her. Hm…

“Wanna share mine?”

March stopped walking and raised a brow. “In what world would we both fit into that thing?”

Halting in front of him, December explained, “It’s big on me, it might work.” She slipped it off and handed it to March. “Try it on.”

March frowned as he observed the goosebumps that prickled her arms before equipping the garment. To December’s dismay, he had this victory over her. 

She truly forgot how buff he was sometimes. The sight of him wearing her jacket and threatening to tear it at the seams was just as amusing as it was frazzling. “Oh.”

March tried to remove it, but stopped at the feeling of the black denim clinging to his biceps for dear life. He sighed, and almost looked pitiful as he went on, “I don’t know if I can get this off.”

December had to stifle a laugh. “It was worth a shot, I guess.”

Carefully, she tugged at the left sleeve while March twisted a little to his right, giving the jacket enough leeway to get his arm out. He then freed the other with much more ease and draped the jacket over his friend’s thick, white ponytail.

She tilted her head forward to let the fabric fall into her arms before swiftly putting it back on. As much as she enjoyed the cold, at times like this where she was a little tipsy, beyond sore, and very sleepy, all she wanted was to bundle up in a pile of blankets by the fire. Maybe she’d do just that when she arrived home.

The two of them fell silent again as they continued their journey, perfectly content with just listening to the flow of the river and their soles against the pavement. Once they reached the dirt path, they began taking turns kicking a rock along with them; and after they lost sight of it in the grass, March tentatively wrapped an arm around December’s shoulders. 

Her heart raced as she looked up at the blacksmith, curious if he’d say anything about it. He got defensive as soon as he felt her stare on him. 

“You shiver too much,” he claimed.

She hadn’t been shivering at all. But upon seeing the faint blush on his cheeks and smelling the residual sweetness of their drinks on his breath, she decided to let him have this one, smiling and allowing herself to cozy up to his side. It was a little hard to walk this way, but neither of them paid mind to it.

A few more minutes passed before they approached the door. It was only nine, so December figured it couldn’t hurt to ask, “Wanna hang out a little longer?”

March’s first impulse was to question her, “And do what?” He mentally slapped himself in the face for how abrasive it came out. 

The farmer, unaffected, shrugged. “I can make coffee, or something.” Shifting on her feet and looking down at them, she added, “Maybe we could watch a movie… or something? Play games? I dunno.”

She wasn’t sure why she was so nervous about this, considering the night they had — and after spending the entire day together, no less. Maybe she was worried she’d come off as clingy or annoying. Maybe she feared that he would get the wrong impression, assuming what most people would if a girl had invited them inside after an evening of drinking together.

“I mean, it’s fine if you don’t want to,” December backtracked. “I just thought I’d— oh.”

She cut herself off as March opted to keep his mouth shut, nudging her aside with a smirk that flustered her and opening the door before she could.

Cool.

March had been to the farm, but never for leisure. He’d stopped by once to drop off December’s jacket after she’d left it in the smithy, and a few times to drop off mail, but this was his first time entering the home’s interior. He didn’t know what to expect, and was pleasantly surprised to be greeted with the smell of her woodsy, citrusy air freshener.

Aside from the bathroom and coat closet to his immediate left, the house was entirely open-concept, each “room“ sectioned off with furniture. Her small, L-shaped kitchen resided along the far left corner of the room, with two bookshelves filled with books and trophies serving as a right-hand wall for it. After following December’s lead to remove his shoes by the entrance, he made his way further in, and noticed a makeshift breakfast nook in the corner of the kitchen.

Her unmade queen-sized bed was in the corner to the right of the door, with a dresser and shelving covered in plants separating it from the living area. In that space was a large, grey brick fireplace that matched the accent wall it rested against. Her tv was backed with frosty blue LEDs and mounted to the right wall, with an entertainment station below it homing a gaming console, video games, and DVDs. Finally, against the bookcases was a loveseat, with an end table between its arm and the wall.

Beside the console table and her dresser was a small pet bed, by the breakfast nook were some tiny bowls, and next to the couch and nearest bookcase sat a cat tree; and while March noticed these things, and as if on cue, he was greeted by a short-haired tuxedo cat — with thumbs! — rubbing itself against his leg.

He was ecstatic.

Feeling a little self-conscious while March took in the sights around him, December noted, “It feels like you’re judging me.” 

As he crouched down to pet Goose, he answered with surprising earnestness, “Not at all. It’s really nice in here, actually.”

“Oh! Thanks,” December smiled after tossing her jacket onto the bed. Pulling a pair of sweatpants out of her drawers, she told him, “Um, I’m gonna go change real quick.” Walking to the bathroom, she added, “Get comfy. O-or don’t.” She paused for a moment, then breathed, “Whatever.”

She closed the door behind her and once again wondered why she was so antsy. She’d had plenty of people over since moving to Mistria, and she’d been to plenty of people’s houses. Hell, she’d been in March’s home just as much as Celine’s. And sure, the bulk of it doubled as a shop and showroom, but if he ever invited her into his kitchen or his bedroom, she probably wouldn’t think twice about it. 

So why did this feel like a big deal? 

Oooh, how scary, a hot man is hanging out with her! At night! In her house! All alone!

Like, what?

While December splashed her face with cold water and worried that she was being creepy or weird, March wasn’t even considering it. He could tell she was nervous, and he didn’t know why she was, but he found it cute; it was rare he got to be on the other side, usually being the one who turns into a stuttering mess under certain varieties of social pressure.

The blacksmith, while giving Goose some chin scratches, read the tag next to his collar’s bell. He huffed a laugh out through his nose at the idea of December naming one animal after another. Was it just Goose, or did she do this for all of them? Did she have a cow named Dog? A goose named Cat? Did she even name her livestock?

When he made a move to sit on the couch, Goose followed him, climbing into his lap the moment he sat down. March was glad December wasn’t like Hayden, keeping an ”outdoor” animal in her home. He was even happier that Goose wasn’t nearly as bossy as Henrietta. The sheer audacity of that chicken never ceased to haunt him… 

Coming out of the bathroom with comfier pants and a new sense of determination to simply ignore her racing mind and heart palpitations, December made her way into the kitchen. 

“Alright,” she offered, opening a cabinet, “I’ve got tea, hot cocoa, coffee..?”

“I’m pretty torn between coffee and hot chocolate, to be honest.”

“How about a mocha then?”

March peeked at her over the shorter book shelf. Glaring and raising a brow, he asked, “Can I trust you to make a good one?”

December stared at him deadpan for a moment before getting started, ignoring the question with a stubborn “Hm.”

As March watched his host work, he began imagining what it would be like to experience this regularly. To come here and share warm drinks, and maybe even stay over, after hanging out at the inn. To wake up with December, to help her out in the fields, to pour her a coffee or make her breakfast while she got ready for the day.

That scared him. He blamed his thoughts on the minuscule bits of alcohol left in his system and turned back around. “Mind if I start a fire?” he asked, wanting a distraction.

“Go ahead,” December nodded — even if he couldn’t see her — while pulling some milk from the fridge. “I was gonna anyway.”

Shortly after that, as the smell of coffee and smoke began wafting through the house, March began to feel almost unreasonably cozy. He let himself sink into the couch, and eventually lay down, hugging the cat to his belly.

December was surprised to see that he’d dozed off when she made her way over to him. In her eyes, he was basically a big, grumpy cat. Letting his guard down enough to fall asleep had to have been a sign of trust, or at least comfort, in her. 

It was an honor, really. 

She couldn’t help the grin that crept up on her lips while she observed him for a moment. She’d never seen him so calm. Of course, when he was drunk she had the privilege of his softened features, and smile lines rather than deep creases along his brow. But to see him sober and so at peace was strange — in a good way, of course. It was nice.

It didn’t stop her from being a menace, though.

She had half a mind to wake him up gently, but opted to just knock his knee with hers instead. “Hey.” Another nudge. “Hey, sleepyhead.” 

March barely even registered that he conked out as his eyes blinked open, his eyebrows shooting up. ”Oh.” He leaned up on his hands slowly until Goose jumped down from his perch atop him, leaving the two of them alone while he relocated to December’s bed. “Shit.”

“Good thing you have this,” December said, handing him his mocha once he sat up fully.

He scooted over to make room for her, claiming the spot by the end table while December sat next to the cat tree, her knees to her chest and her matching beverage in her grasp around them. 

Before the two of them knew it, they were lost in conversation. Playful bickering about December’s brewing skills after March’s first sip (which he refused to admit was delicious) turned into reminiscing on their childhoods. March foolishly drank his first coffee black at age nine and spat it out instinctively, dirtying his pants and the tablecloth in front of him; meanwhile, December hadn’t tried it until she was 17 only because her parents said it would stunt her growth, just to wind up being 5’2” (and three-quarters, she emphasized) anyway.

That led into her telling him more about her snowboarding days: for example, how she was only semi-pro, so she wasn’t very well-known, but she was still able to make a living off it. March learned that December sucks at skiing, she can’t skateboard, and she busted her face the first time she rode a bike without help and refused to get back on one ever since. It’s a miracle she was even semi-pro, March thought, given how clumsy she is.

He voiced that opinion. December flipped him the bird.

She then learned that March broke his first bone by dropping a hammer on his foot and breaking a toe during one of his first ever smithing lessons. His second break was only a month later by hammering his index finger. His parents were reluctant to keep teaching him the craft, but Olric convinced them otherwise.

Discussion about minor injuries and fractures segwayed into December telling March about her accident and its resulting impact on her body. She hadn’t even told Celine the specifics yet. It was something she inexplicably never felt comfortable to share. But something about the night growing older, and the way March was listening so intently, and how he was growing so much more earnest with each new word he uttered, had her feeling safe enough to give him those little bits and pieces that she often kept to herself.

For March, December putting all this trust in him despite how cruel he’d once been was more than enough for him to offer some knowledge of his own inner workings in return. To tell her secrets only he and sometimes his brother knew. 

To feel comfortable rather than cagey as they grew physically closer, too; their shoulders touching after they’d abandoned their empty cups on the end table, and their bodies slumping against each other’s before completely melting together, as their arms overlapped and their thumbs brushed; as March rested his cheek atop December’s head while hers squished against his shoulder, her left dimple disappearing into his skin for safe keeping with each smile and laugh.

As they both slowly realized that, this entire time, they’d simply talked. They paid no mind to the means of entertainment around them because they had settled onto a narrow path of banter, confessions and stories — sans the distraction offered by the forge, or the courage granted by booze — that neither of them were willing to stray from.

[lilyinwaiting]

If Soren was dating a different party member which one would it be?

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE ASKS MYSTERIOUS BENEFACTOR!!!

I'll probably answer all the other asks in one big post when I get home from visiting my parents but this one is really fun so I wanted to answer it right away :P

For people who don't know Soren's party members but want to know who I'm talking about visit here and look at the CHROMA section:

Assuming in this hypothetical the other person is already interested in Soren and we're just talking about compatability, I would have to say Alex!! Soren literally flirted with her day ONE. If she had reciprocated they would've hooked up and it's possible that could turn into a relationship (if Alex was looking for one.) Soren thinks she's pretty, she's smart and cool, AND she's mean, which we know is Soren's #1 turn on in a woman. I think if we're taking Xander out of the equation Alex would be the clear winner.

I think Soren/Rat Tail is cute in a crack ship way, Especially when Soren has been taking more of an interest in their god. They have a cute visual contrast and with Soren being so prim and charismatic and Rat Tail being so flippant and goofy I could imagine them having a fun dynamic. Never has a chance of being canon but they would have a couple fics on AO3 if Chroma was an actual play pod.

Soren/Vyth toxic age gap yaoi need I say more 😏 (I'm sorry Vyth, Soren is not into dads, try being a milf next time)

Aani is a contender only in that she is mean and hot, but even in this hypothetical exercise I cannot imagine her being interested in Soren lmao. Again the fics would be fire tho.

Willabell is so sweet and as a thought exercise I'm like awwww 🥺🥺🥺 kitty gf 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 but I imagine it would be more of a queerplatonic thing. Still super cute tho 🐱💞

For characters not listed on the neocities:

Brafford: big hot sweet minotaur bf?? Yes please!!! An easy contender even for Alex's spot, as we know buff kind-hearted men are Soren's other weakness. Soren would've flirted with him more if they had met before her and Xander got together, no question.

Olive: Ehhh... Gives similar crack-ship vibes as Rat Tail but I don't think they have enough common ground to actually build a relationship off of. Olive is super sweet but not really Soren's type in any way

[1800naveen]

Fancasting.

Me when I see mfs fancasting Henry Cavill to play Rhysand (leave that white man alone😭):

I was scrolling through reels a couple of weeks ago and saw this lady doing a interview with him and she mentioned that he's "popular" as a fancast when it comes to booktok and apparently, he knows it and doesn't see to mind it? (I'm trying my best to recall it so bear with me)

He has good book recommendations (saw this Tik Tok of him talking about Brandon Sanderson so I can trust him on that, heard nothing but praise when it comes to Brandon) and I doubt that Sarah is a genre for him. Anyone can read what they want but he doesn't give that vibe to me, y'know? I could be wrong but eh.

He's also a smart guy and seems to have critical thinking. So imagine if he decided to pick up Acotar, reads the first book, and go "what the fuck? And people root for this guy?" Just to find out that he's a popular fancast for Rhysand.

What's the chokehold this man has on booktok? I can't lie because he got me in one to (he can literally choke me- I'm sorry y'all)

I've seen fancasting him for Rowan Whitethorn in Throne of Glass which I don't mind but what I do mind is when PEOPLE TAKE GERALT AND CIRI TO FANCAST AS ROWAN AND AELIN!

YOU HEARD THAT RIGHT, LADIES AND GENTS. @viktoriaashleyyx I don't know if you're aware of it but if you are now, sorry you had to find out this way🙏🏾

THE GIANT ASS AGE GAP BETWEEN ROWAELIN IS WILD BUT AT LEAST, THEY'RE BOTH ADULTS. YOU ARE TAKING A FATHER AND DAUGHTER RELATIONSHIP FOR YOUR FAVORITE SHIP?

Have y'all even watched the witcher or read the books because it's clear that you haven't.

Here's the wiki for Ciri (Netflix's version)

I can understand why people would take Ciri/Freya Allen and cast her as Aelin.

Ashen-grey hair

Emerald green eyes

A princess and heir to her kingdom, Cintra

Aelin:

Golden blonde hair

Turquoise eyes ringed with gold

A princess and heir to her kingdom, Terrasen

But there's a catch. Take a look at the family section of her wiki.

You get why it's weird and (let's be honest) controversial to fancast these two as a couple in another series?

Now, I can't talk as I take Geralt as a fancast for Maegor Targaryen (The Cruel) but they do fit. White hair, big, buff, and tough warriors, mommy issues (Sorry Maegor), and they're infertile (Maegor isn't confirmed to be infertile but he always failed to have a kid so....). The only difference is that Geralt is a good lover (If I can recall correctly) and has a kid despite not being his own flesh and blood. (Hell, I might use Yennefer as a fancast for Ashara Dayne.)

And can you imagine how some people will react if a white guy was casted as Rhysand?

Can you imagine how some people will react if a man of color was casted as Rhysand?

Either way, it's a shitstorm. The better and possibly the safest solution is casting a Mediterranean actor.

Anyways, I made this during the night and now, I'm tired. Take care and don't take this post to heart or take it too seriously✌🏾

(Share your thoughts if you like but no arguing, fighting, etc).

[squoonsquoon]

Get to Know my Tav!

@owmyeyeballs showed me this so I am doing @sporeservant 's ask game for Myka! :D

Myka | Teifling | She/Her

What is your Tav’s…

favorite weapon: Hand Crossbows! She'll want to say "Pew, pew!" when she shoots. She doesn't, but she'd like to.

style of combat: Throw a spell on the ground, Moonbeam or Spike Growth, then Pew pew! Also supports her friends with healing spells. If she has a big buff friend, she gets them to throw her as a wild shape. It's a fun surprise for the enemy!

most prized possession: A locket from her friend! She hides it under her clothes, but brings it out when she's alone with fiddle with.

deepest desire: To find her parents. She more than anything wants her family to feel whole again.

guilty pleasure: Cheesy romance. She found a book once and it made her heart flutter! She'd like a cheesy romance of her own..

best-kept secret: She's pretty bad at keeping secrets, and most people can already guess her secrets. But the one she tries really hard to keep is her crush on Astarion. It's painfully obvious though.

greatest strength: She's very curious, and eager to learn new things. She'll have picked up plenty of skills and hobbies by the end of her adventure!

fatal flaw: She trusts too easily. Letting people get close to her and leaving back wide open to get stabbed. She's just lucky things haven't gone bad, and that she's had other people to watch her back.

favorite smell: A little bergamot, rosemary, and a hint of aged brandy! It only recently became her favorite smell (for no reason at all). Before this is was roses.

favorite spell or cantrip: Guidance. She likes to be helpful!

pet peeve: Wizards. They think they're sooooo smart and powerful. (Looking at Gale and Rolan. She didn't like them at first but they grew on her)

bad habit: Running off without thinking. She has only very narrowly missed traps because her friends manage to grab her tail in time to pull her back.

hidden talent: She's a fast learner. If someone shows her how to do something, she can catch on quite quickly.

leisure activity: Snacking, sunbathing as a cat, making flower chains, sleeping in her pile of soft pillows tent.

favorite drink: Fruit juice. Freshly squeezed!

comfort food: tarts! Sweet or savory, she likes how they're packaged.

favorite person: She's got a lot of favorites; her sister Eli, her buddy Karlach, but most favorite is Astarion.

favored display of affection (platonic and/or romantic): Physical touch. She loves hugs and being held. She also takes a pet as a cat like no problem!

fondest childhood memory: Visits from her dear friend, Urelia. They were the one who found her alone and with no memory. Urelia tried to visit at least once a year, and those days Myka would get to hear stories from the outside and get fun gifts.

Is there anything else you'd like to share? (feel free to include art or a screenshot of your Tav if available!): Myka likes to meet new people! And I am loving drawing peoples tavs with her :3 Thanks to all the people who've sent tavs and for anyone who does so in the future! <3

[princess-of-the-corner]

Completely outta blue question: If Chloe got an omnitrix what would you put in her playlist (10 aliens + 5 unlocks if you feel like doing that)

Okay this is a BIG question so. Hm!

Also you know I'm gonna end up biased toward the Original Series Aliens BUT-

I gotta give my girl a fire-type, and out of the two I like Heatblast more.

Gonna roll with both Blitzwolfer and Wildmutt in reference to Other Magic. Because I can.

Toss in a Snare-oh also in reference to monsters because she is a Cleo de Nile girl at heart.

And Four Arms because who am I to deny the option of being a big buff lady?

Diamondhead /and/ Chromastone because ya girl likes shiny crystals and gems.

Ripjaws for the irony on me giving her drowning trauma in LL. Also because she should go feral and bite people.

XLR8 is a fucking vibe idk what it is she vibes with it I'm yeeting it in.

Also gotta give her Graymatter because she needs one of the smart ones and she'd hate being a nerdy little frog

Rath also because going feral and also she already has a temper can you IMAGINE the property damage?

Also Upchuck because that's another one she'd absolutely hate and I have to give her some 'this is a useful form but GOD REALLY???' ones. Don't ask me which one because I forget their differences.

I will add Big Chill on the condition that we don't get THAT PLOTLINE.

That said I am down for having Ghost Freak because the Zs'skayr plotline? YES it's HORRIFYING I love it!

Stinkfly as another 'this form is useful but GOD REALLY??' one

I think that's 15?

[lokisivy]

request for peter quill x fem!reader (personality wise shes a female him.)

Maybe they meet after vol 3 and shes working at a hole in the wall recording studio\record store in Missouri and he comes in one day, complletly confused on what hes looking for till he finds some cassette tapes and goes on and on explaining diferrent music to her (bonus points if she already knows most of it.)

Records- Peter Quill

Minor GOTG3 SPOILERS.

It was a typical day for you working in the record store, not many people come in here unless it's fans of artists buying the new album. or old people buying vinyl because they don't know how to use a platform to stream it.

You would put in orders for the new releases and classics depending on the demand. you knew every person who walks in here would often come to buy an album for someone or themselves.

until a dark blond man with soft long curls hanging down his forehead walked through the doors of the store. He was tall and buff. I mean, very he looked big and jacked with muscles.

you never bothered customers when they come in unless they look like they are searching for something or need help.

you left that beautiful man to roam the place, but he seemed like he couldn't find what he wanted so you went and approached him.

"Hey, can I help you with something?c you asked the man.

He looks up to you, smiling. "Yeah, I'm looking for Redbone cassette tapes." He answered.

Damn he got blue eyes that melted your heart.

"Unfortunately, we only have LP Vinyls. Most cassette tapes stopped producing a long time ago."

"Why is that."

"Well, I don't really know. Most people collect cds or vinyls, and cassette tapes aren't really worth much if the artist isn't famous." You replied.

Cassettes is still a thing, but no one really buys them unless they have an old car or just to collect them.

"But readbone is famous."

"They are I know but they don't produce them anymore you can try cds."

"But they are big to carry around."

Confusion hits you. Why would he carry around tapes?

"You can find people selling them on eBay, but they are preownd, I can order them for you, but they will be pricey. Besides, you can listen to them on Spotify."

"What's Spotify?"

Huh?

How does he not know Spotify?

It's been here for a really long time.

"You don't know what is Spotify?"

He shakes his head in confusion.

"Do you have a phone?"

"Yeah, at home, but it's attached to a landline."

"No a smart phone. Like mine." You pull your phone from your pocket showing it to him.

"What's that?"

"It's a phone you can call and take photos, watch videos and stuff." You said

Is he a time traveller?

"Wow thats cool."

"Well you can download this app and you will find all kinds of music; 70s, indie, hip hop, Arabic, Latino and all artists."

"You're saying I don't need tapes I could just play what I want?" You nodded you gave him your phone to check it out. He rolled through your liked songs.

you don't have a specific taste you listened to a bit of everything.

"I should get myself one of these." he laughs he paused looking at the phone. "The chain?"

"Yeah, it's a classic one of my favourite songs from Fleetwood Mac." you chuckled tucking your hair behind your ears. you never really get flustered talking to anyone but he was something else.

his gaze was intensely on you holding fierce eye contact with you

"Alright I got everything I needed thank you y/n." he reads your name tag snapping you out of this enchanted moment

"you're welcome..."

"Peter," he replies

"Well, I hope I get to see you again Peter."

"Me too."

[hmshermitcraft]

\For theme/

Gem is PANICKING not only did she score a date with the most feared empress in the world aka False she also leaned said empress is a massive dork who loves birds. And she was currently running around the grimlands castle trying to figure out what to do, what to wear, where she’ll be going there’s to much to decide!?

Now Fwhip and Sausage love their little sister and as entertaining as it was to see her panicking about going on a date with a woman who admittedly isn’t as terrifying as her reputation makes her out to be anyway. They can see this is going no where fast so they called in the big guns. Tango and Mumbo arrived to see gem collapsed over a pile of clothing letting out sad caribou noises and realized they have a lot of work ahead of them…

Look it’s not False’s fault she got a reputation as a warrior queen who has no time for shenanigans that’s what happens when you live in a place that’s constantly filled with thunderstorms and territorial conflicts! But that’s what she signed up for after winning the crown from trial by combat the last thing she expected was to land a date with the world’s foremost expert on jewel and wither magic! She was freaking out what did she even see in her she was buff as hell-I mean she proved she can bend solid netherite with her bare hands-due to her line of work, she towers over the woman, and that’s not even including the fact she’s got an aviary of the rarest and deadliest birds on the planet at her beck and call!

So cue her slumping in her throne brooding over this issue while her best friends Grian and Xisuma watch this going on before giving a shared look of “time to call in the big guns”. Said big guns being Cleo who walked in with the other two seeing false frantically tossing weapons behind her looking like she was trying to choose the perfect one for gem….the three had a very busy week ahead of them to get h this bird brain under control.

Now Tango and Mumbo know they were gonna be in for a challenge but their starting to believe Gem is just oblivious to a fault as she starts rambling over the possible what ifs of the date going wrong it’s a miracle she hasn’t given herself a heart attack with all this stress. While Cleo has had to tell False maybe giving Gem a greatsword the size of two Xisuma’s to Gem as a first date gift maybe not the best idea, or taking her to a battle pit to see people beat the hell out of each other in the Royal viewing box would be a tad over the top. It’s fine to the point both sides met in secret to agree these two either date now or it’s never gonna happen.

Little did they know while they were meeting both Gem and False met up and started said date with lord and lots of tension in the air until false saw a pair of doves land on Gem’s antlers and giggled…for there it was hook, line, and sinker. As the date went on they went to all sorts of places in False’s domain! The royal fighting arena where gem sat on False’s leg-seriously how does a woman become 9ft tall on a diet like hers?!-in the Royal viewing box, showed Gem her empire’s street food, she even got to visit its grand archive which nearly made Gem faint on the spot….yeah needless to say this wasn’t gonna be a one time deal.

The thing is, they're both used to the things they love about each other being turn offs for other people.

False isn't dainty and feminine enough. She's tall and she's strong and she's a little awkward and unsure of herself. Gem is too assertive and smart, she knows what she wants and that scares most suitors away. Not that Gem has a problem with that - definitely not.

And as False rambled about doves, the awkwardness melted away. It felt like both of them were taking a breath of fresh air for the first time. For once, their supposed 'flaws' were something to be celebrated and loved. They felt like kids again, holding hands as False led Gem down the back alleys of her kingdom.

Sure, they got a bit of a scolding when they got back. fWhip and Sausage were freaking out, what if their sister got hurt?! Whilst it's been a long time since Cleo has managed to lose False entirely. But when they finally find the pair - red faced and grinning - they know they're a perfect match.

[applbottmjeens]

Moodboard for all 3 of my Tavs!

Kanna Oktav - (The Main One, The Pacifist, They/Them) Parents immigrated from Kara-Tur and couldn't afford to care for them anymore, so they got sent to a monastery in Baldurs Gate. Eventually joined a traveling troupe of performers as an acrobat and trapeze artist before she got swooped up by the mindflayer ship. Can break people's bones easily if they want to. Pretty chill about everyone, and adores Wyll. Literally almost threw hands with Mizora.

Relonohrr Duskryn - (Gay Geralt of Rivia, The Soldier, He/Him)

Grew up in a militaristic house and was kinda treated like he wasn't smart or better for anything but being big and strong. Was born with black scleras and grew up to be very buff and large for a drow- His mom saw this as a good sign from Lolth. Served as his sister Rauva's bodyguard and was escorting her to Baldur's Gate to meet with someone before he was swooped up by the mindflayer ship. Looks like he can kill you but mostly just wants to get paid and take as many naps as he can. Does good things but with his own motivations. Loves scratch so much it surprises people how soft he is around him. Astarion's big beefy guard dog. Draws so he can one day show Astarion how pretty he is. They are insufferably gay!!

Dawn Cormaeril - (Silver Tongue and Heart of Gold, The Sunshine Bard, Golden Retriever, He/Him)

Born in Baldurs Gate to a Sun Elf socialite and Lord Parwyn Cormaeril of Cormyr through a fling. His dad still wanted him in his life, though so he made sure to support him by sending him to amazing schools and bringing him to Cormyr every summer. Came out as trans to his dad and he was pretty ecstatic to have a male heir and supported him through his transition via magic and such. Blessed by Lathander and Sune and a hopeless romantic with the lyre and literally fell in love with Shadowheart the moment he saw her. Wants to believe in the good of others. Fantasizes about taking Shadowheart and his in laws to his summer home in Cormyr with a flower garden and a place where Scratch and their owlbear can thrive. Has talked a literal demon into killing himself.

[inprogresswriter]

Warning: Rambling and shitty grammar ahead

When you're a writer and have no idea what to write for your story but you know you want

Monsters

Like I want a monster romance like I am craving it and wish to write it but the big question is which fricking monster

We got:

Werewolves

Vampires

Gorgons

Fae (General idea nothing solid)

Demons

Revenant

Divine beings

Animal hybrids

Merfolk

Eldritch Abomination

Don't wanna do vampires cause they feel overdone but also vampires are amazing when done right like Alucard in Castlevania I'm crying tears of joy although he's a Dhampire. But you get the idea less Twilight more Castlevania like but I also like the ideas of Vampires just being absolute little shits like they are immortal bored and need to stir shit up ironically its the non immortal who has their shit together

We love a chaotic King/Queen/Royal

Werewolves are amazing, like I love them and their potential, but I feel they aren't presented well, or maybe I haven't found a good one yet I like. Like they are more than buff jocks like come on, just like how vampires are not just emo rich dudes who sip wine in their castle. Like why can't I have a smart werewolf rat king who could bring the end of the world. Or a werewolf who just wants to find their soulmate but has horrible luck or a werewolf who's trying to get accustomed to a life away from their huge family.

Potential here like I would read this or maybe write this but will I really or will this fall down the abyss known as stuff I'll do later(never). Less Jacob imprinting on a child (baby?) and more Bigby from Wolf Amoung Us (Anyone excited for Wolf Amoung us 2) gotta love the rough but caring detective.

Gorgons oh how I love you. I love gorgons Ok like sexy snake lady who could snap me in half sign me up. She's more snake then human even better I'm not picky. This is spawned from my love for snakes and the story of Medusa just kills me everytime I'm also a slut for greek mythology.

A matriarchal society of snake ladies who turn people to stone but make it a royal who's possibly trans Male and is trying to find themselves in a race which is 90% female but they are still proud of their culture and race and is ofc a Feminist. The gorgons are kinda confused but try their best they have the spirit like they are hissy with everyone else but with their own kind they are open and relaxed.

(First time making a meme)

Also you can be a race of badass women and still not hate men like I don't really get it like you can be all for womens being strong without shitting on other genders.

Now Fae is an interesting on since its a huge category. We got like fairies, pixies, elves etc they are amazing BUT not really my jam like don't get me wrong love elves like Fenris my sweet love but elves are done to death and are kinda bland Dragon Age actually doesn't do too bad with Fenris story being really interesting but also making me want to headbutt a wall (Fuck you Denarius). Love me fairies and pixies and no disrespect to those who adore them but they are just not me cup of iced tea (too hot for tea).

Now Demons/Cambions on the other hand are something I find cool I swear I'm not a cultist. Like for example Hellboy is my jam (although he is a Cambion), Damien and Dhalia from Monster Prom etc. Like Demon characters with a soft side. I'm just not sure how to fit them but I want them in just not sure how. Demon literally fist fight and burn to their goals if only I could too.

Now Revenants are a special place in my heart (I swear I have not done anything illegal). Since one of my favourite movies is The Crow with Brandon Lee and I just love the idea of someone coming back to life getting revenge on those who wronged them like yesss. Like forgiving people and kissing and making up sometimes isn't enough and murder is indeed the answer. On a similair note its one of the reason's I adore Jason Todd although he isn't a revenant he was still ressurected and mentally fucked consumed with anger and revenge.

Seriously though Joker really needs to die like Batman doesn't need to do it but like doesn't America still have the death penalty so like why hasn't he been executed yet for fucks sake.

But seriously if we can't agree on whether Joker should be killed can we at least agree Jason deserves better (all of them deserve better) although I am on the fence with Batman sometimes he can be an ass.

Moving on while I am all for stories of chasing revenge I want a story where they find a way to exist despite this like try get revenge and it consumes them so their found family helps then gain revenge but doesn't let it consume them if that makes sense. I'm a sucker for found family the Bulls Chargers with The Iron Bull and Krem destroys me.

Divine beings I'm talking Gods/Goddesses, Spirits and basically anything which is immortal but not dead in someway or spawned in Hell. Now I have mentioned before I love Greek mythology so you bet your perfect ass I am a fan of stories of Gods with mortals (cosentually being the key)so Apollo and Hyacinthus 100%, Euridice and Orpheus, Rauru and Sonia defo and by some people's opinions Icarus and the Sun God/Titan (Apollo or Helios). But I do like romances amoung immortals themselves Hades and Persphone Hell yess any romance with Zeus and Poseidon get in the bin.

Now when I say Animal hybrid I do not mean Furries I mean creatures who look human with animalistic features for example Satyrs, Fauns, Tengu, Kitsune, Centaurs but also characters like Catra who are more human looking with some animal like features and behaviour I mean idk why but I love these type of creatures maybe because it forces us to create new things for them for example Avian creatures need different clothing depending on the shaping of their wings or more hairy animal hybrids need help with shedding and personal grooming. It gives a lot of opportunities for creativity.

Merfolk which maybe a bit of an unpopular opinion idk it's kinda bland wait let me explain. Merfolk much like elves are pretty standard and often are a copy past of eachother you know the beautiful mermaid who probably sings and looks like she belongs on a L'Oréal advert. Which is OK but like something different like gimme some variation also while I know sirens originally where supposed to be these bird like ladies I do like the more fish like version personally I am considering it but only if I cam figure how to make it interesting.

Leaving the best for last we have an eldritch abomination. (Seriously I swear I don't have a cult). Which to be fair I have no idea how to even explain this which is pretty on brand tbf if tentacles, lots of eyes and random gaping maws plus selling your sanity for love is your jam then here you are. A lover who you will go crazy for literally. While I love the idea again much like demons I have no idea where to begin cause let's be honest Chaos from Hades is Gender but they are also hot. Ik technically they are a god sort off but they give me big eldritch vibes and I'm here for it also their chaos so it makes.

Although what better way to understand Eldritch horrors then with reading Lovecraftian novels I kid you not they scare me but also hot hmmm I mean life already makes me feel insane minds well be benefiting from it amiright

But also

Anywho I'm gonna keep digging although tumblr is giving me appreciation for monsters I had not yet considered

[bewitchingbaker]

Beth is using the fine grit emery board to smooth out Chris' nails before she starts painting them, and while she might seem lost in her own head, she tilts it at him and narrows her eyes. "Tell me 'bout ya play cousins back home."

The baker glances at Beth's television, damn near entranced by the animation displayed. As much as Chris loved watching Ewan McGregor and Sam Jackson's performances, nothing would ever compare to the perfection that was Gendy Tartkovsky's Clone Wars. Even at 29, seeing the Jedi flip and dash around the battlefield made his eyes widen in excitement.

Chris was happy to know Beth still had great taste when it came to a Galaxy far far away.

This was the best way to begin their weekend. Dinner, laughs and finally working on each other's nails. Usually, he would ask Jess for help whenever she was in town or he'd spend a few hours trying to make them look nice. No doubt taking the elder Riley sibling's words to heart.

Beth's silence means one of two things.

She's either just as engrossed in animated Mace Windu's display of the force. Or she's focused on making sure the paint is even. Honestly, Beth could paint anything on his nails. Clear coat? Amazing. Black? Perfection. Bright colors inspired by her love of the sea? Cinema.

He would be happy to display it.

Upon hearing her question, the baker gives her his undivided attention. His free hand rubs his chin.

Play cousins?

Compared to the Luna's, the Richardson's had a much bigger family. Every pair had a few kids, each just as chaotic as the duo of Chris and Jess. There were even honorary Richardsons thanks to his late father bringing them around all the time.

But two in particular come to mind. The king of chaos, Federico 'Rico' Richardson, and the ever so charming Victor 'Vic' Bennet.

A small smile spreads across his face.

"Oh man," Chris chuckles. "I'm sure you remember the dynamic duo. Vic and Rico? Rico's almost my height? Mustache with a new haircut cut every time he visits? Makes Jess's chaos seem normal?"

He shakes his head with a laugh.

"Vic's not my blood cousin but he might as well be. Not technically a Richardson, but his mom and my dad grew up together so she's sort of an honorary Richardson. He's a little shorter than us but he's handsome. Legitmatly buff. Really charming with the ladies back home...sometimes too charming and it gets him in trouble."

Chris motions to a framed photo of his younger days. Upon closer inspection, one could see an 8-year-old Chris with two friends. All three display a wide bloody smile and hold a missing tooth in their hands.

"Rico's hilarious and always got some kind of scheme going on. Almost like Jess. But his plans are always dumb as hell and for some reason, me and Vic were always ready to support his shenanigans. Like one time, he thought if we all lose our teeth at the time, we could get a little more cash from the tooth fairy."

A small laugh follows, though he catches himself so he doesn't mess up Beth's work.

"Of course, his plan was just for us to rip each other's teeth out using the old door method. Rico honestly let' out the loudest yell."

The baker lets out a nostalgic sigh.

"Vic is always our balance in the trio. Since Rico talks a lot and I can get quiet, he had a good balance of talking. Super smart like you, like he could give you a whole thesis on coding. I guess me and him both have the whole 'big nerdy guy' thing going on, although he's super muscular. Helps he can charm his way into anything."

A pause.

"Although there have been times he's charmed his way into a smooch just for the girl's boyfriend to pop up ready to punch his lights out."

Another laugh and shake of his head.

"They're both really chill about the whole..."

His hands motion to the various grimoires and paranormal items in his home.

"Magic thing. They think it's cool although I doubt they'd want to actually live on the weird side. I don't know...it feels nice to have the normal side accept it. Honestly, they have my back in magic more than the Lunas sometimes...."

Those soft brown eyes scowl for a moment at the thought. But he smiles once he looks at Beth.

"It's no surprise but they think you're cool. I agree wholeheartedly. "

Chris gives her a wink.

"Have you got a chance to see your mom's side of the fam?"

[ @brooklynislandgirl ]

[butwhyduh]

Just a Black Coffee

TASM Peter Parker x reader

Warning: none, it’s fluffy and no spoiler for any movie.

Peter wandered in the diner. His nose was frozen and his feet were wet. He stamped his feet on the rubber rug by the door while looking around. The sizzling sound of bacon frying and the smell of flapjacks warmed his stomach. Al’s clearly hadn’t updated much since the 1970s and nothing since the 1990s. Faded vinyl booths and a row of chipped red vinyl stools were snug next to a counter. The 3 AM work crowd was the only occupants. Cabbies and truck drivers and what looked like maybe a nurse ate and talked out of the harsh New York winter rain storm.

“How can I help you,” you turned to ask from behind the counter. You did a little double take at the cute guy sliding onto a stool. Tall and lanky and looking absolutely exhausted did little to hide his cute smile.

“Just a black coffee,” he breathed heavily. You grabbed him a cup and poured it.

“Nothing else? I can get you a menu,” you offered.

“No thanks,” he replied taking a sip plain. He grimaced a little and drank more.

“Nothing? A slice of pie?” You asked filling up two truck drivers cups down the bar. He shook his head. “Okay. Don’t say I didn’t tell you that I make the best fried egg sandwich in New York.”

He finally looked up and looked at you. Hair was threatening to fall down and you had clearly been on your feet for hours but he couldn’t help but notice how pretty you were. “I could eat. I mean- I’m a little hungry. Yeah, that egg sandwich sounds good.”

The regulars all had their food and Ray was manning the griddle and he always had a handle on his cooking. So you didn’t feel exceptionally guilty when you kept gravitating to the new guy.

“What brings you out here in weather like this?” You asked. He seemed to blank for a moment before answering.

“Work. I work in a lab and things ran late,” he replied. Basically true. Sorta. He noticed the way you leaned on the counter towards him.

“So you’re some kinda scientist? That’s fascinating. I’m going back to school in the fall. I’m saving up working here and living at home,” you said. You weren’t even sure why you told him all that.

“Smart. Yeah.”

“What do you work on?” You asked.

“Uhh kinda genetics. It’s biochemistry. I’m Peter by the way,” he introduced himself.

“Hi Peter,” you smiled. “I’m-“

“Hey can I get a slice of pie, sweetheart,” called another customer. Your back stiffened automatically before masking it.

“That’s not very nice to call her that,” Peter said to the guy. The other guy sat up straighter.

“It’s fine. Really,” you quickly said to Peter.

“She’s fine with it. Right sweetheart?” He said with a false smile. You froze for a second before answering.

“Uh, you wanted pie?” You said trying to ignore it.

“I’m sorry,” Peter said as the guy leered at you. “I’m sorry but that’s not cool. She’s clearly uncomfortable with it. She’s wearing a name tag.”

“Kid, you got a problem,” the other guy replied looking Peter over to fight. Your heart pounded.

“Everything’s fine. No need to fight or anything,” you said. If it got any more tense then Ray would come out of the kitchen.

“No need to fight. I’m just telling the kid to quit being disrespectful.”

“I’m sorry? Are you serious? First, I’m 30 and second, you’re being rude her by calling her that. It’s 2022. I’m not saying anything shocking,” Peter said looking at the guy like he was an idiot. He was tired but he was also tired of creeps.

“Is everything alright?” Ray came out from the back looking between the two men. A large buff man former military covered in arm tattoos and fryer burns from New Orleans could certainly act scary when he needed despite being a sweet guy.

“Fine. He was just wanting his check and pie to go,” you replied and the guy fell silent. Apparently he thought Peter wasn’t a big deal but wasn’t willing to deal with him and Ray. Ray roughly shoved the guy his pie and out the door. Ray looked over Peter before also deciding he wasn’t a problem. Ray nodded meaningfully like ‘I’ll come back if I have to’ before going back.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have-“

“Thanks,” you said and Peter could see you relax. “He’s a complete jerk that’s been hitting on me all week. So thanks. Seriously,” you said interrupting. “Pie on the house?”

“I can’t. I can pay,” he said digging in his pocket hoping to actually have the cash. “I can pay. I already said that,” he said with an awkward laugh. He put a crumpled 20 dollar bill on the counter along with some change. “My uh- my wallet got stole,” he stammered.

“Hey, it’s okay. You only got a coffee. It’s a dollar,” you told him. “And since you got robbed, the pie is on the house. And I won’t take no as an answer,” you smiled.

“I guess I can’t say no, hu?” He said with a smile. You shook your head while handing him a to go box. “I don’t want to be too forward or anything but… can I get your number? Only if you want,” Peter added quickly.

You grinned while writing it on a napkin before handing it to him and then moving down the line to pour coffee for the other customers. Peter almost fell off the stool watching you walk away. He scrambled up and grabbed his stuff.

“Thanks! I’ll see you around,” he called and you waved at him with a smile as he walked back out in the street. Sure it was nasty and wet and he was once again soaking wet by the time he got to his apartment. He opened the paper with a smile. But maybe everything wasn’t so bad.

[lattechans]

𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: seeing two guys at the same time isn't so bad when there's no strings attached, until it turns out the two are actually best friends. however, as they are both sweet, there is still a smugness to them both that might just be your doom.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: nonidol!changbin x female reader x nonidol! wooyoung (ateez)

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: pet names, oral (f and m receiving), praising/lots of dirty talk and a lot of build up

𝐚/𝐧: better late than never, right? so sorry this took so long to post, my life got in the way of writing and all that but excited to finally hear what you guys think about this duo that's just full of trouble

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“as promised, i’ll be making you my specialty pasta for dinner tonight,” changbin told you whilst guiding you to sit on the couch at his place. you had been seeing changbin for a about a month now and truly enjoyed every aspect of his company – he was incredibly funny and caring and you two always had something to discuss about.

it didn’t hurt that he was an incredibly good lover too, treating you just right. and yet, you were seeing someone else on the side. not because changbin wasn’t enough, he truly was. but you had made it very clear you wanted nothing serious out of the relationship, thus you had agreed on a quite open relationship for now.

“y/n,” changbin snapped you out of your thoughts and sat next to you, hand inching closer to yours. you looked at him with a bright smile, happy that you got to spend time with him again. “this might come as a big surprise to you, so please don’t freak out okay,” changbin explained. your expression switched to one of confusion when he took your hand in his and carefully rubbed circles on your skin. was there something he hadn’t told you? was he secretly married?

“yeah?” you questioned under your breath, trying not to overthink the situation yet. “so i had a chat with one of my best friends and i told him about my dates with you, about how adorable and smart you are and...you know, other things,” his voice nearly silent by the end, however, his expression giving away how the thoughts of your naked figure beneath him truly made him feel.

you let out a laugh, thinking this was all he had to say; reassuring changbin that of course he got to talk about you, even your sex life with his friends. it was completely normal.

“well, the funny part about this is that my friend, wooyoung, found a lot of the things that i described to be very familiar.”

as soon as the name left changbin’s lips, you froze. you had started seeing wooyoung about a week after you had met changbin. wooyoung had grabbed your attention at a bar and to your luck, he had made the first move and asked you out the next day. things hadn’t really escalated between you and wooyoung yet as you were very much still getting to know each other but all you knew was that his kisses left you breathless and now in hindsight, he was very similar to changbin.

“oh, i–”

“so yeah, we made a short investigation into this and what we found out was that the two of you actually do know each other. and with nothing but good intentions, i invited him over tonight so that we could have dinner all together,” changbin explained, fingers still drawing calming circles on the back your hand. however, you couldn’t help but to notice the smirk appearing on his lips when a knock was heard from the door.

with that, changbin rushed to go open the door to his best friend and you were left squirming on the couch, suddenly conscious about how you looked – tugging your dress further down your legs, trying to combat the dull ache between your legs. why was this exciting you?

you heard the friends talk for a bit by the door, casually chatting as if wooyoung wasn’t invited over because of you.

“hey sweetheart, nice to see you again,” wooyoung chatted you up as he walked into the living room, quickly signaling that it’s okay that you were sitting down before you could get up from your seat on the couch. changbin slowly followed behind him like a shadow, but nevertheless, you couldn’t help but to divert your gaze between the two of them. both of them so different but inconceivable attractive, and buff.

“hi wooyoung, glad you’re here,” you greeted him with a smile, trying to hide your somewhat flustered state.

“she’s so flustered already, did you tell her?”

“oh about the thing? no i didn’t yet. you came over sooner than anticipated,” changbin explained to wooyoung, which undoubtedly peaked your curiosity even more. was this going where you thought it would?

changbin took a few strides to be able to sit by your side, hands finding their way to yours again. his touch still warm and comforting but a mischievous glimpse behind his dark eyes. “so, the thing is that we both really like you, so we figured that–”

“that it’d be fun to hang out, the three of us and, just have a good time together,” wooyoung interrupted and inched closer to the couch. you unconsciously licked your lips, the dull ache between your legs now almost pulsating. but you didn’t want to get your hopes up just yet.

“i was getting to that wooyoung,” changbin sighed and glared at wooyoung, who in turn just snickered. you knew wooyoung could be a tease but seeing he was exactly the same even with changbin, turned you on more than he would know.

changbin looked back at you, eyes scanning your features for a reaction, expecting you to not be as excited as you turned out to be.

“there’s no pressure of course. we’re both fine with this thing and–”

you didn’t want to interrupt but you really didn’t want whatever relationship you had with the two of them to be called ‘a thing’ anymore.

“can we not call it that?”

"what?" changbin asked, brows slightly furrowed in confusion. god, he looked attractive was all you could think about before you stuttered a vague answer.

"whatever this is..." you were signaling to the three of you with your hands, trying to get them to understand what you meant without saying the words.

“oh, would you prefer us to call it a threesome then?” wooyoung said without hesitation, and to no one's surprise, with a smirk now plastered on his lips. a devilish one at that.

and as much as that word should’ve shocked you, all it did was confirm that you were all on the same page about what was happening. so, you nodded and uttered a confirmation.

“that’s right sweetie, no strings attached...just pure fun,” changbin murmured and raised your hand to his lips, pressing a sweet kiss on your skin. it felt like his lips left flames after them, feeling incredibly warm in your clothing.

“such a good girl,” changbin whispered against your skin before connecting his lips to yours, his lips taking your breath away. you leaned into the kiss without holding back, your hands tangling in his hair as soon as they could, eliciting a soft giggle from changbin. both of your hearts doing cartwheels.

“let me see that beautiful body of yours,” wooyoung says as he kneels down on the floor in front of you, pushing the hem of your dress up to uncover you. after that, he let his hands keep rising up until he landed on your breasts, roughly massaging them in his hand.

“no bra? fuck,” wooyoung whispered under his breath, admiring the way your body moved in slow, passionate waves as your lips were attached to changbin’s.

"i want to taste you," wooyoung almost pleaded, hands trailing back down from your breasts to your thighs. spreading them open slowly, eliciting a soft gasp from you that interrupted your kiss with changbin.

"want to get on your hands and knees?" changbin asked, although it was more of a rhetorical question – you understood it as an order to be obeyed.

...

after positioning yourself on the couch, wooyoung climbed behind you, rubbing comforting circles on your hips.

“such a good girl, now, spread your legs a little wider for m– oh wow, you are so fucking sexy, baby,” wooyoung was basically drooling behind you. his words turning you on beyond your imagination.

changbin in turn, settled to kneeling in front of you, able to hold eye contact with you and presumably, help with the growing erection visible through his pants.

wooyoung eventually tugged you closer to him, his warm breath so close to where you needed him causing your body to tense up to which he sends you a sweet smile that you only catch a glimpse of before changbin’s cock prods your lips, turning your attention back to him. and with that, wooyoung licked a stripe down from your ass to your clit.

although the suddenness of wooyoung eating you out from behind nearly makes you lose your balance, changbin is quick to help you out.

“you can hold on to me,” he ensures. you nod and slide your hands to rest on changbin’s thighs, gripping on them to stabilize yourself before his cock.

the moans that you are unable to keep at bay sound like music to both of their ears and encourage wooyoung to go harder. he might have started off slowly, but is now ruthless and eats you out as if you were his last meal. his lips latch onto your clit, alternating between sucking and pressing his tongue flat. he groans and smacks excessively, sending vibrations straight to your core and rendering you speechless. wooyoung takes and takes and takes, finally pulling you even closer to him, silently instructing you to ride his face.

you don’t know if your brain received the message, but your body surely did. although your knees were giving out on you and you were at the verge of collapsing, his tongue had you entering all stages of heaven and hell at once and you kept chasing for more.

“babe, look at me.”

you pick up changbin’s command and look up at him. your hips stuttering once you met his eyes, half-lidded and blown with lust. he’s staring at you as if he was about to devour you, burning the very image of you in his mind.

“i think it’s time for us to give that pretty mouth of yours something to do, huh?”

you drew your tongue out as changbin slowly slid his length into your mouth, lewd groans leaving his lips as you took him in as deep as you could. you built up a pace he was pleased with, sucking on him with fervour, moans threatening to spill past your lips even with your mouth full. but you knew changbin liked it messy, so you were not afraid of letting saliva drip down your jaw onto the sofa, trying to slurp it up.

it didn’t take long before changbin was as much of a mewling mess as you were, choking on his spit as you continued to swallow around him, throat wet and tight.

behind you, wooyoung is nearly growling, telling you to be good and suck changbin, and you moan around the cock in your mouth at the filthy words he’s spitting right into you.

“gonna take him down your throat? let him fuck you? will you let him pound into your throat till you can’t even talk?”

you shudder as wooyoung presses his lips on the small of your back, hand coming to contact with your ass as a light spank. you can tell by the tilt in his voice that he’s smiling, and it sends embarrassment surging through you, and arousal. being sandwiched between these two beautiful men while you suck one of them off and the other one whispers filth against your skin, fingers dancing on your ass like a dream come true.

your pace quickens on changbin, your own high not too far away as wooyoung kept his attention on your clit, sucking on you with new hunger.

changbin’s hands tangle themselves in your hair, pulling softly on the strands as he loses himself in the rhythm; wooyoung slightly rocking you forward and making your mouth meet perfectly with changbin’s thrusts.

“fuuck, don’t stop,” he pleads, “i’m so close” and his head falls back, eyes squeezed shut. changbin’s skin is hot to the touch, and you notice the way his abs clench and his hard length throbs in your mouth. his lips are plump and pink from biting down on them to quiet himself, but it’s no use. the way your mouth so enthusiastically swallows around him has him falling face-first towards a climax.

his hips stutter and his thighs shake slightly under your touch, waves of pleasure rocking through his body as he finally releases thick white ropes of cum on your tongue. your mouth, tongue, and hands continue to work him, cum and saliva dripping down the side of his length as you suck him thoroughly, moaning around his tip for good measure. the sensation of it all almost overwhelming him now.

“i think it’s your turn darling,” changbin teased as he held your jaw, his cock falling from your mouth with a quiet pop, a moan leaving your lips directly as wooyoung hit an incredibly sweet spot with his tongue.

wooyoung just moans in response, clutching onto your hips as changbin toys his fingers now on your lips, admiring the way that there was still remnants of him around your lips.

“keep your eyes on me as you cum,” changbin hisses, chewing on his bottom lip as he watches the scene unfold. he swears he could’ve ascended to heaven right there and then as you struggle to maintain eye contact with him; struggle to keep your eyes open as you begin unraveling on wooyoung’s tongue.

your mouth opens for a silent scream, their names leaving your lips as gasps for air. you come back to soft praises, gentle hands wiping at your forehead, patting your shoulders, nimble fingers fixing your hair away from your eyes.

as wooyoung and changbin both look at you, the former rubbing softly at your wrist while the later stares at your teary eyes in quiet wonder, you allow yourself to smile at them.

“that was amazing.”

“glad you had as much fun as we did,” wooyoung murmured, wiping the sides of your mouth with a warm washcloth. you would have usually protested such treatment but you couldn’t lie – the sides of your mouth hurt from changbin’s girth and the soothing rubs on your thighs made the burning between them feel less uncomfortable.

after what felt like forever, changbin gently leaned to give you a tender kiss, letting himself sink down beside you on the couch. your thank yous were slurred, but he just shushed you and placed another kiss on your forehead.

“wooyoung c’mere,” you giggled when you realized that he had simply sat on the armrest of the couch, further away from you two. he took a quick look at changbin, and although you were unsure of what their silent stare meant, you welcomed him for a kiss that still faintly tasted like you nonetheless.

couldn't you just have the both of them?

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