#Silva would have given a shit

[eves-da-best]

[nerosukehiro]

Getting punished by Nozel Silva (smut)

MDNI 🔞

Hello Hello!!! This is my first time writing for anything but I’m almost done watching Black Clover and let’s just say I got some ideas. Who best to start with then the Captain of the Silver Eagles himself. Reader who is Vice Captain of the Black Bulls hears Nozel talking mad shit to Noelle. She decided to give him a piece of her mind but things don’t go as planned. Enjoy ^3^

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I’m not sure I how I got here and by here I mean under Nozel Silva, Captain of the Silver Eagles. I myself being a Vice Captain of the Black Bulls which is known for being the worst Magic Knight squad in the Clover Kingdom wasn’t expecting to be getting my guts rearranged by this man.

He was always so rude when it came to those he thought were underneath him just because he’s a royal. Even treats his little sister who’s my subordinate like utter trash but yet he was always so nice to me and I’m a commoner.

However we found ourselves working closely together on several missions that the Wizard King had given us. I guess that’s where he was able to see me shine and proved to him that I’m just as powerful if not more than some snob nosed royal or noble. As we worked more together he noticed he started taking a liking to me. He says liking but in reality he had a huge crush on me.

I noticed he’d always get jealous if he sees another man try and talk to me. He’d cock an attitude and try not to speak to me but I was always able to get him to crack that tough wall he has managed to build up.

He hated me for it but he would never treat me the way he would if I was someone else like Noelle for example she’s his own flesh and blood.

During one of the big events the capital was holding that made all captains and squads come together. Vanessa asked if I would walk with her to the bathroom and I couldn’t refuse. Knowing her, she’s drunk and would probably forget where to go back to. Once we reached the bathroom I stood outside the door and waited.

“You seriously think you have any right to speak to me, a disgrace like you? Don’t even think you can just walk up to me and casually talk to me like you know me.”

That voice. I know it from anywhere. “Nozel please, I just wanted to say thank you for putting me in with the Black Bulls. I’ve learned so much and I’m getting stronger too.”

“I highly doubt that. You are and forever will be a failure and a mistake. Our mother would still be here if it wasn’t for you. You killed her. Took her away from us. So in my eyes no matter how strong or capable you become you will always be a mist-“

“HEY! Stop talking to her like that you piece of shit!” I screamed and ran over to them. “Excuse me? How dare you speak to me like that commoner.” “I don’t give two shits, you aren’t going to be talking like that to my subordinate.”

“I can have you executed for the way you’re talking to me.” I rolled my eyes at him which sparked a fire in his eyes. “I’m not gonna sit here and listen to you call her that. In fact if you actually gave a shit you would know that Noelle has made so much progress that your royal brain of yours can’t comprehend. She is a major asset to not only the Black Bulls but to this Kingdom.”

Before I could continue the bathroom door opened and Vanessa walks out trying to find me. “Uh y/n? Where did you go?”

“Over here Ness.” I yelled out. As soon as she walked up to me she could feel the tension in the air. “Uh is everything okay?” She asked. I looked at her with a smile.

“Noelle.” Her pink eyes widened a bit. “Uh yes ma’am?”

“Do you mind taking Vanessa and heading back to the squad. I’m not don’t here quite yet.” Noelle looked down and shook her head. “Yes ma’am.” As I watched them walk out of the door leading back to the event, I turned my head and looked at Nozel.

“You shouldn’t treat her like that.” Nozel walked closer to me. “And what do you know? Your trash just like her.” Sound of a my hand slapping his face can be heard through the entire room. “Fuck you.” I started walking away from him before I did something I regretted that could get me killed.

I didn’t get very far before having my wrist grabbed and pulled me to an empty room in the building and locked it behind me. “You have a lot of nerve doing that y/n.” His hand wrapped around my throat and started to squeeze. “I’ll punish you for that, but I’m gonna have some fun first.” He pulled my blouse down pulling my tits out and started squeezing them.

“Nozel? What are you doing?” I couldn’t push him away not that I wanted to anyways. “Well I’m gonna do exactly what you said to do. But not without punishing you for that slap.” He says as he turns me around lifting up my skirt in the process. “Count and if you don’t I’ll start over.”

SMACK

“One.” My eyes already rolling back.

SMACK

“T-two”

SMACK SMACK

“Three. Fo-ur.”

This went on until he reached 10, my ass was on fire but I loved every second of it. “Now that should teach you not to speak to me in such a way again.”

“I thought this was because I slapped you. Unless you liked it.” I smirked feeling cocky until I felt him slam 2 fingers inside of me. “Oh fuck.” It hurt but it felt so good, I couldn’t believe with was happening right now. “Just shut up and let me fuck you.” He says as he turns me back around picks me and sets me on the table that was in the middle of the room.

“This is what you wanted, right baby?” He asked as he slipped his fingers back in shoving his face in my pussy. He was eating me out like he was a starved man. At this point I was a moaning mess. The way he was sucking on my clit while his fingers curled right into the spot that had me seeing stars.

I was in a state of euphoria my body feeling so hot. “Fuck you taste so good.”

“N-Nozel so so good.” I moaned out he started to chuckle but it made me slightly lose my mind even more. “More please.”

“Yeah baby? You want my cock?” I shook my head yes not being able to form a response. “Better cum on my fingers first and then I’ll let you have my cock.” He got to work right away slipping a third finger inside of me as he suck on my clit like a lollipop. He wasn’t holding back, oh no he wanted me to cum all over him. “Darling you taste so good, just like how I imagined now just let go for me and I’ll give you what you really want.” His dick.

“Gonna c-um! Nozel!!!” At this point I didn’t even try to be quiet, no one has ever made me cum the way he just did. I want more.

“Good girl.” He praised. “You did so well for me, you think you got one more in you?” I shook my head yes and he finally unzipped his pants pulling himself out of its confinements. My eyes went wide. “Uh Nozel… are you sure that’s gonna fit?” His size was very intimidating but looking at it made my pussy even more wet.

“If it gets to be too much let me know. I don’t wanna hurt you.” His words were genuine. He came closer and tapped the tip of his cock on my clit. “Your so wet, all for me?”

“Yes Nozel, all for you.” He chuckled before slipping his tip past my entrance. I’ve had sex before but non as big as him. My body running hot as he pushed himself in even more. “Ah. So big.” I said putting my head down covering my eyes.

“Now don’t hide from me I wanna see your face when I’m balls deep in your tight pussy.” Oh this man is going to be the death of me. He waited a few minutes letting me adjust. “God you feel so good, so warm and wet. I hope you know after this you will be mine. No one else will ever be able to see you like this. Touch you like this. After this you’re gonna know your place. Now be a good girl and fucking take it.” “AH NOZEL!!”

I screamed at the top of my lungs. His brutal pace was delicious, addicting and I was wanted more. His hands were on my hips pretty sure leaving bruises with his fingertips. Hearing him whimper was the icing on the cake though. A man this strong whimpering just from me.

The butterflies in my stomach were going crazy, he lifted my leg and hooked it over his shoulder letting him reach into deeper depths. “Oh fuck. Nozelll your so deep. Feel you in my stomach. So full.”

The way I was talking was starting to get to him, who knew he had a little praise kink.

His pace started to become more erratic, it wasn’t helping that my walls kept clenching around him. He knows he isn’t gonna last much longer. So he reached his hand down to where we were connected and started rubbing my clit fast. My body started to convulse, I’m not gonna last much longer. He was so deep that i was getting a belly bulge every time he thrusted into me the sight on top of the feeling was bringing me to tears.

“Awe what’s wrong darling, am I hurting you?” He asked me but still sounding breathless. “Feels. So. Good. Gonna cum. Please… Don’t stop.” His lips caught mine in a heated yet passionate kiss. He put his everything into it. This was his way of confessing his feelings for me. He wasn’t good with his words but his actions made up for it.

“Go ahead and cum baby, I’m not far behind. Where do you want it?” He asked me, I opened my eyes and looked into his. “Inside.”

Something snapped because after I said that his pace was even more harder. His finger didn’t cease rubbing my clit either. “Ohhh fuckkk Nozelll! CUMMINGG!!” My vision went white. My was speaking gibberish at this point. His hand snatched my chin to make me look at him, “Watch me as I cum inside of this pussy and claim it as my own. Now tell me, whose pussy is this? Yell it, scream it. I don’t care, I want everyone to know who is making you feel this good.

“Yours Nozel! My pussy is yours!” I screamed not even caring anymore. “That’s right, my pussy, you belong to me. Now take my cum.” Warm and hot cum floods my insides and there’s so much. “That’s it take it all. Good girl, good fucking girl.”

He pulled out and watched his cum start to slowly trickle out of my cunt. He took his finger gathering his cum and pushing it back inside. “Ah Nozel, I’m sensitive.” He lightly laughed. “Just don’t want my cum to go to waste.”

[specialagentlokitty]

Saul Silva x daughter!reader - burning bridges

Hi, could I request a Saul silva x daughter reader? Can she have shadow manipulation powers? - Anon💜

Standing in front of the mirror in the lounge, you turned to the side so you were able to pull your armour a little tighter so it would fit better.

There was a knock on your door and you glanced over.

“It’s open.”

You watched who walked through before you went back to putting your amour on.

“I never agreed to you coming on this mission.”

“Yeah, well it ain’t your call.”

Your dad sighed heavily, walking over to put your shoulder pads on for you despite the glare you had given him.

“Maybe not, but I’m still your father (Y/N). They should have asked me.”

“When will you give this up dad? Whether you agree to it or not I will still go on these missions. They have nobody else.”

“They can find other people!” He hissed.

You spun around, glaring harshly at him.

“Where?! Where the fuck do you expect them to find other fairies like me dad?! Huh?! I am the only one who can manipulate the shadows! The only one who can take out hordes of the burned ones!”

“You’re still a kid!”

You scoffed, grabbing your other shoulder pad to put it on, and you turned back to the mirror.

“Yeah, guess you forget that sometimes too huh?”

You secured it and walked over to your room, heading to the desk and you looked at the report that you were sent.

You picked it up, walking back out to the fire place and tossed it inside so your dad wouldn’t be able to track you.

You walked over and stood next to the light switch.

“(Y/N) you are not going on that mission.”

“You have no say in my affairs.”

You turned it off and he shouted your name, running over he turned it on but you were gone.

Sighing, Saul ran a hand down his face, looking at the fireplace.

There was no way he could get that paper now, it was long gone.

His relationship with you had been tense since you learned about what kind of powers that you had, a lot of people wanted you thrown out of the realm, calling your cursed.

You needed help trying to control them and he was so busy with Sky at the time he neglected to give you the help you needed.

You got hurt.

You blamed him for it, you always had.

Truth be told he blamed himself as well, and he was trying fix that, trying to make it better, but you wanted nothing to do with him now.

The Queen saw you as a force to be reckoned with, she wanted you to join her army where if you played your cards right you would fly through the ranks.

He didn’t want that.

He didn’t want you to be a solider is some army that wouldn’t give a shit about whether you died on one of their missions.

Saul marched back to his office, hoping he could find somebody to tell him exactly where you were sent.

Your mission was easy, you were to track down and take out a burned one that was getting a little to close to one of the cities.

It wasn’t exactly hard to track, leaving destruction in its wake was a good method of tracking.

When you found it that’s where things become a little more complicated.

Reaching into the shadows, you felt the coldness wrap around your hand before you pulled out two swords.

Grinning from ear to ear, you twisted them between your fingers.

You had the advantage of shadow manipulation, being able to move and jump through them, making avoiding the attacks aimed for you a lot easier.

Finally bribing it down after nearly an hour of fighting, you held your hand out, wrapping shadows around it, making the body vanish.

You didn’t want locals to worry about this, so you hid the body in your own shadow realm, planning on dumping it at a later date.

You took a few extra days, ensuring the surrounding area was clear before you returned to Alfea.

Heading back to your room, you hung your armour back on the stand by your desk.

You laid down on your bed, staring up at the ceiling.

You knew you wouldn’t be able to sleep, for somebody burdened with powers like yours, sleep was hard.

It was easier when you were a child, you had your dad looking out for you. Singing you that same song your mother used to sing when you couldn’t sleep.

Now you didn’t have that, so, you made your way outside to the specialist training ground in order to train instead.

You never realised that you weren’t the only one out there training, you didn’t know your dad was out there was well.

But he noticed you when you came out and he put his sword away.

You began to bend the shadows to your will, forcing them to take shape, surround you, do whatever it was that you wanted them to do.

In all the years of know what your powers were, this was the first time Saul was seeing them.

You had never showed him, never trained with him when he asked you too.

He had been so worried about your safety he never realised how strong you were, how capable.

You were so at peace, so relaxed, it was like you were at home, like nothing else in the world mattered.

Saul quietly made his way over.

“You’re good.”

You didn’t stop, but you did glance at him.

“Watching me now?”

Saul sighed, running a hand over his head.

“I’m sorry.”

You stopped what you were doing this time, looking at him.

“I mean it, I am so sorry (Y/N). I know I should have done right by you, I swore I was. I didn’t, and for that I’m sorry.”

“You think that makes everything better? Makes all the tears of choosing that bastards son over your own daughter just because I was cursed with these powers?”

He reached a hand out but you stepped away, the shadow of a sword forming in your hand as you aimed it at him.

Saul backed away, his hands raised in the air.

“No. No of course not.”

“You think after all these time I’ll just come running into your arms and we’ll play happy families? He is not my brother. He never was. Shit dad, you look after Bloom better than you do me and that girl doesn’t even belong with us!”

“She needs to learn control.”

“And I didn’t?! I shadow travelled myself to the damn roof when I was a kid by accident and nearly fell! I did the same thing into the park and sliced my leg open! You didn’t give a shit then!”

Saul ran his hand down his face, looking away before turning back to you.

“I did!”

“Did you fuck!”

You walked closer, placing the blade of your sword at his throat and he stayed still.

“I am only at Alfea to complete my course. Then I am going to join the queens army, I will leave, and you will never hear from me again.”

“I don’t want that! I never wanted that! You’re my daughter (Y/N), I just want to keep you safe. Do you really think they give a shit about what happens to you?!”

You shrugged a little, pulling your sword away.

“They give more of a shit than you ever did Saul.”

You barged past him back to your dorm.

Saul watched you leave, and you didn’t so much as spare him a single glance.

Saul didn’t know what to do, after all this time you wanted nothing to do with him.

You didn’t care if he was your dad or not, you didn’t care about family anymore.

You just wanted to hurt him, and it was working because watching his own daughter, his own flesh and blood be angry with him, so eager to leave tore him apart.

There wasn’t anything he could do about it either

[kurapikas-fucking-pissed]

it's a bit beyond my capacity RN to draw anything for this wonderful holiday, so instead i will share a longstanding fan theory me and @mackernasties have thought about! and that is......is Killua and his dad's side of the family from East Gorteau?

From a Doylist perspective, it wouldn't make sense for Killua to conveniently have all of this knowledge about East Gorteau, such that he could exposition to Gon about it and bring him up to speed, unless he and his family had some sort of history there.

But if that's the case, then why doesn't Killua or his family ever SAY they are from East Gorteau? For Killua, I believe it is because he himself is unaware of this fact.

Silva and Zeno both seem to have an intimate understanding of East Gorteau's history and internal politics. Though this could be explained by their work as Assassins, that alone could not explain why they felt any inclination to tell Killua about its existence in the past, nor does it explain why Chairman Netero felt the need to bring Zeno into the fight to save East Gorteau's population from eradication by the Chimera Ants.

I believe it stands to reason that Netero would only feel able to bring Zeno into the equation if Zeno himself had something to lose or gain in the fight against the Chimera Ants. But Zeno gives no reason as to why he's decided to participate, other than that Netero called on him. Given the man's nature, it only makes sense to me then, that he would involve himself solely because of his own personal attachments, selfish or elusive though they might be.

But if they are from East Gorteau, wouldn't Silva or Zeno explain where they are from to Killua at some point, or any of the rest of his family, if they were going to talk to him about East Gorteau at all? in my opinion, not necessarily. It's not like Killua's family are the most forthcoming with information to Killua, and from their perspective, if Killua had any cultural ties, he might be tempted to learn more about how the world actually works outside his family. And that would spell trouble for Zeno and Silva, who see Killua as their pawn and prodigy - Any way for Killua to find a sense of belonging or normalcy outside the Zoldyck household is a danger to their legacy. It is intentional on their end to deny Killua a cultural identity.*

But then, why tell him about East Gorteau at all? It may have been relevant for a mission, or it may simply have been Zeno dropping hints and seeing if Killua picked up on them - I can't say. But we have already seen that it's not beyond them to give Killua fragments of information and to intentionally mislead him for their purposes. Telling Killua about East Gorteau like it is something unrelated to them as a family, to see what he does with that information, is pretty in character for them both. Speculating about their intentions feels a bit like trying to psychoanalyze anyone else's abusive family - they do shit that doesn't make sense on purpose and their intentions are deliberately a bit vague. While I believe what we do know about Silva and Zeno lends itself to this theory, there could be something I'm missing. :V

To further my point though, Killua actually being half East Gorteauan (??? xD) also makes the scene where Killua is warning other people in East Gorteau about their leader's death make more sense, narratively. If Killua looked like an outsider to them, a population closed off from the rest of the world, why would they ever listen to him? We already know the people of East Gorteau can have white hair and blue eyes because of Komugi, so personally, I think it's simply because Killua looked like one of them, so to speak. I don't necessarily think that Komugi and Killua are closely related at all - There's simply no evidence to support that - but the incidental similarities in their appearances stand out to me. The similarity in the texture of their hair specifically, as other white-haired humans in HxH like Kite or Morel do not share that hair texture with either Komugi or the Zoldyck's.

Killua and Komugi's hair are both more thick and stiff, the way east Asian hair tends to be a lot of the time, whereas you can see Kite and Morel's hair both fall into smoother, thinner strands. I don't believe this is solely due to hair cut or style, but hair texture - although this is difficult to say for sure, as it appears that Zeno and Silva both heavily style their hair. It's also notable that Killua's hair used to look a little different when he was younger, but I personally chalk this up to his mother styling it the way she liked it.

As for other purely speculative ideas we can draw from this conclusion, I believe this theory also makes the Zoldyck family's history as assassins make more sense. A family of assassins could very easily sprout up in a country under duress and isolation. The family living on an isolated mountain, to which they hold seemingly no other connection to other than legal ownership, would also make sense if part of the family were trying to separate themselves from governmental ties, and especially the high surveillance in East Gorteau - It is also possible Zeno and Silva escaped East Gorteau because of it's strict "spy system", but again, that is purely speculative.

It is clear (at least to me) that Killua's mother's side of the family are meant to be Japanese, even if they are never directly stated to be so, based off Kikyo's name, how she dresses Kalluto, and Kikyo's ideals about family, culture, and respect. Thus, this means that Killua and all his siblings are mixed race - Whether Zeno and Silva are from East Gorteau or not, this seems to be the intention, as the different sides of his family look nothing alike.

*NOTE: It feels intentional on the part of Zeno and Silva to deny Killua a cultural identity to attach himself to, but this is not necessarily the case for Kikyo. It's very clear that Silva favors Killua over his other children, in his own fucked up way, so this could explain why Silva is constantly undermining Kikyo to Killua, moreso than the other Zoldyck children.

The things Killua doesn't like about his mom are that she seems more strict, overbearing, and harsh than his father, but these things are not strictly true. It's simply how Silva portrays himself to Killua, and while I find it not at all unreasonable for this endeavor to stretch to undermining Kikyo's culture - in a deliberate attempt to both undermine Kikyo's authority (misogyny momence) and the importance of a culture to Killua - there is not anything in canon to necessarily prove that this is what's happening. So this part is merely my interpretation of their family dynamics, extrapolated from Canon, under the lens of analyzing the Zoldyck family from the perspective that this theory may be true.

So! What does this change?

.........honestly, kind of nothing? Aside from making Gon and Killua's invasion into a chimera ant-controlled East Gorteau make more sense in hindsight, it doesn't actually change anything about Killua, his family, or the story itself. It's kinda just fun to think about. Sooooo yeah! If you have any insights that prove or disprove this theory, I'd really like to hear them! This isn't something I've seen anyone else bring up, but the topic really fascinated me once I thought about it all that time ago :3

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A Calivada Essay in Song Lyrics

Lowkey inspired by @sleepdeprivedsimp234's song lyrics posts I decided to let my instincts win and put together a post full of song lyrics that are Calivada-coded to me. (Since the latest episode got me fully back on my Calivada bullshit. You could say they took a high-speed rail straight into my heart. )

The songs are roughly in order with how I picture the progression of their relationship. It starts with the early days of the Gold and Silver rushes and the Wild West, marked with periods of stormy and reckless whirlwind romance. Then it progresses into the early 20th century, with them growing apart, and yet together: Nevada finding his identity in casinos and sin, and California giving into the hedonism of Hollywood. Somewhere along the line, they became on-and-off again FWB, coming together when they're drunk, or lonely, or hopeless... or all of the above, locked in a frankly toxic and tumultuous co-dependent relationship. Not quite enemies, not quite lovers, definitely not friends... (or so they'll say).

Just... them. Anyway...

A bunch of these have been compiled from suggestions from various people over the past year-ish and some are just my shitty millennial taste in mid-2000s pop rock.

Link to actual playlist here

PART 1: "We're meant to be together like silver and gold"

California and Nevada meet for the first time. There's an immediate attraction to each other-- is it really love or is it simply a lust for the sparkle of silver and gold? Either way, it's a force of nature when they come together.

Silver and Gold- Parade of Lights (Cali's perspective)

Can you let me in if I take you home? / I'm never giving up 'cause I can't let go / I feel it in the air, feel it in my bones / We're meant to be together like silver and gold

Silver Stallion- The Highwaymen (Cali's perspective)

I'm gonna find me a reckless woman / Razor blades and dice in her eyes / Just a touch of sadness in her fingers / Thunder and lightning in her thighs

And we're gonna ride / We're gonna ride / Ride like the one eyed jack of diamonds with the devil close behind / We're gonna ride

Reckless Love- Bleachers (Nevada's perspective)

So give me a chance to remember / What I've given up to defend ya / I would burn my dreams away / Just to stand in the thankless shadows of your reckless love

gold rush- Taylor Swift (Nevada's perspective)

What must it be like / To grow up that beautiful? / With your hair falling into place like dominos / I see me padding 'cross your wooden floors / With my [49ers] t-shirt hanging from the door / At dinner parties / I call you out on your contrarian shit / And the coastal town We wandered 'round had never / Seen a love as pure as it / And then it fades into the gray of my day old tea / 'Cause you know it could never be

Stardust- MIKA (Nevada's perspective)

I could put a little stardust in your eyes / Put a little sunshine in your life / Give me a little hope that you'll feel the same And I wanna know if I'll see you again / See you again Funny how the time is rushing by / And all the little things we leave behind / But even then, in everything I do / Is a little bit of me, a little bit of you / When will I see you again?

Addict- Silva Hound (I think this is from Hazbin Hotel lmao) (Nevada's perspective)

So what if I misbehave? It's what everybody craves / You already know / So come if you're feeling brave / And fancy yourself a mate

You want it, I got it, see what you like? / We could have it all by the end of the night / Your money and power, my sinful delight / A hit of that heaven and hell, a hell of a high

PART 2: "We are brief summer lightning (we are sparks that spiral upwards in the darkness in the night)"

As they spend more time together, their affection for each other grows. They'll deny that they were ever in love, but the history between them doesn't lie.

Wild as You- Cody Johnson (Cali's perspective)

You're like wakin' in the morning by a mountain stream / You're like watchin' an eagle floating on the breeze / And as I listen to you dreaming by my side / I wish I could call you mine

But you belong where the four winds blow / Out where the untamed mustang roam / Like a sweet summer rain passin' through / Never seen anything wild as you

Hymn for the Weekend- Coldplay (Cali's perspective)

Oh, angel sent from up above / You know you make my world light up / When I was down, when I was hurt / You came to lift me up / Life is a drink and love's a drug / Oh, now I think I must be miles up / When I was a river, dried up / You came to rain a flood

Summer Lightning- Garnet Rogers (Nevada's perspective)

We are brief as summer lightning / We are swift as swallow's flight // We are sparks that spiral upward in the darkness in the night / We are frost upon a window / We won't pass this way again / In the end only love remains

Peaceful Easy Feeling- The Eagles (Cali's perspective)

I like the way your sparkling earrings lay against your skin so brown / I wanna sleep with you in the desert tonight / With a billion stars all around

Death Valley Queen- Flogging Molly (Nevada's perspective)

Death valley queen where have you been? / Since they crowned you in glory / Filled your head with dreams / But it still goes to show in every desert / There's a rose that's bloomin' for all to be seen

House of Memories- Panic! At the Disco (Nevada's perspective)

Those thoughts of past lovers, they'll always haunt me / I wish I could believe you'd never wrong me / Then will you remember me in the same way as I remember you?

Baby, we built this house on memories / Take my picture now, shake it 'til you see it / And when your fantasies become your legacy Promise me a place / In your house of memories

Joy Ride- The Killers

(I showed enough restraint to wait until ALL THE WAY DOWN HERE to include a Killers song. Y'all should be proud /s )

It's gettin' close to sundown over the Sierra / Stranded on the heatwave, burnin' with desire / She was on the sidewalk, looking for a nightlife / We talked about the real things and drove into the fire

Headlights on the highway, the desert wind is howlin' / Rattlesnakes and romance are spillin' with the rain / Candy apple red dress, bleedin' when she kissed me / Heaven a ragtop, take away my pain

PART 3: "Just call me angel of the morning, angel..."

The relationship has lost its initial shine and turned tumultuous. Difference in personality emerge and disagreements become common. And yet, they still can't keep their hands off each other... maybe they both like the drama. They are both performers, after all...

The Way it Was- The Killers (Nevada's perspective)

I drove through the desert last night / I carried the weight of our last fight / Elvis singing "don't be cruel" / And I wonder if you feel it too / It's like we're going under

Somewhere outside the lonely Esmeralda county line / The question of my heart came to my mind

If I go on with you by my side / Can it be the way it was when we met? / Did you forget all about those golden nights?

Bend and Break- FM-84 feat. Ollie Wride (Cali's perspective)

Leave your reason at the door / 'Cause the writing's on the wall / The sunshine's gone / Maybe it's too soon to call / But we've both been here before , so I'm waiting on

No our music it ain't done, 'cause I found our revelry / In the highways and the dancehalls that filled our history

Angel of the Morning- Juice Newton (Nevada's perspective)

There'll be no strings to bind your hands / Not if my love can't bind your heart / There's no need to take a stand / For it was I who chose to start / I see no need to take me home / I'm old enough to face the dawn

Just call me angel of the morning, angel / Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby / Just call me angel of the morning, angel / Then slowly turn away from me

Body- Jordan Suaste (1st part- Cali's perspective; 2nd part- Nevada's perspective)

Body, let me see your body / Take off all your makeup and your clothes / Trust me, why don't you just trust me? / You're the only beauty, show me more

You're not a dime a dozen / Oh, your skin is golden / Let me show the whole damn world / You're one in a billion / The only thing you're missin' / Is some tape over that mouth

BABY SAID- Maneskin (Cali's perspective; Nevada is "baby")

Baby said "When you're talking, I go dead" "Shut your mouth, give me your head" (uh-uh-uh-uh) I know you really want to Baby said "Let me taste your silhouette" "You can talk between my legs" (uh-uh-uh-uh) I know you really want to

Faithless- The Airborne Toxic Event (Cali's perspective)

I wake up early my head ain't right / It's the fever dream of what we did last night / I flex my fingers and feel my age / Fifteen minutes till we take the stage / And I call you when I wake up drunk / My arms are cold and my head is sunk / They say the lights go up at ten PM / Just make sure you're okay by then

Neon Medusa- The Midnight (Either one tbh)

It's a highway, highway to the dark / And a neon medusa's got your heart / Sweet canyon lullabies, don't look straight into its eyes

Alone Together- Fall Out Boy (Both)

Cut me off, I lost my track / It's not my fault, I'm a maniac / It's not funny anymore, no it's not / My heart is like a stallion / They love it more when it's broken / Do you wanna feel beautiful, do you wanna? / I'm outside the door, invite me in / So we can go back and play pretend

and also

This is the road to ruin, and we're starting at the end

PART 4: "I only love you when I'm drunk"

Fast-forward to today (well, the past few decades, really), and they're THOSE TWO drama-Filled Frenemies With Benefits (although the benefits are debatable at this point).

Jilted Lovers and Broken Hearts- The Killers (Nevada's perspective)

Why did you roll your dice, show your cards? / Jilted lovers and broken hearts / You're out on the wind and I'm still waiting to be found

Yeah, will I ever win? / Only time will tell / You've gotta suffer to remember how well / That our ideals never really marched in time / That's the bottom line / Jilted lovers and broken hearts

Getting Even- White Lies (Cali's perspective)

If you're getting even, you're getting even / Trying to get even, better start believing / I can forgive and we can forget / Even after all this wrestling of conscience / I can forgive and we can forget / Even after all this love and other nonsense

Love You When I'm Drunk- MIKA (Both)

Don't get me wrong, last night I didn't change my mind / It was the drink, it was leaving me blind / And when I kissed you, it was such a big mistake / A couple drinks, that's the chance that I take

We All Get Lonely- The Wrecks feat. TOMI (Nevada's perspective)

You're so in love with self-destruction / You're bringing me down

Why'd you come over? / Are you sober? / Are you playing around?

You touch me gently / But it's empty / You should figure it out

Don't say, say you love me, need me / Until you've had your fun / Use me when you get lonely / We all get lonely / You're not the only one

FUCK ABOUT IT- Waterparks (Nevada's perspective)

I like you but I need some space / I like you kinda far away / It's not hard to kill a day lookin' at your face / I like you but I need some room / Been givin' me your attitude / It doesn't always stay that way / I hate the aftertaste

Ancient History- Set it Off (Both)

Damn, pick up the phone, I know I'm drunk again / And you, know my intentions 'cause it's two a.m. / It's fun and games until we both get hurt / We play with fire 'cause we like the way it burns / No use in patching up a sinking ship / This is the last time we do this, baby / This is the last time you taste my lips

I know, I know how to drive you wild / You know, you know how to make me smile / But I need you to be / My ancient history

I know, I know who you really are / You know, you know how to break my heart / But I need you to be / My ancient history

Walk Me Home- P!nk (California's perspective-- despite everything that's happened between them, he still goes to Nevada when he's hurt and lonely)

Walk me home in the dead of night / I can't be alone with all that's on my mind / So say you'll stay with me tonight / 'Cause there's so much wrong going on outside

Till It Shines- Bob Seger (Nevada's perspective; reflecting on California's loneliness)

Storm the walls around this prison / Leave the inmates, free the guards / Deal me up another future / From some brand new deck of cards

Take the chip off of my shoulder / Smooth out all the lines / Take me out among the rustling pines / 'Til it shines / Oh 'til it shines

Like an echo down a canyon / Never coming back as clear / Lately I just judge the distance / Not the words I hear

and this part:

See the rich man lost and lonely / Watch him as he dines / Sitting there just testing all the wines / 'Til it shines

AND OF COURSE...

Waking Up in Vegas- Katy Perry

I think this one speaks for itself, BUT...

Spare me your freakin' dirty looks / Now don't blame me / You want to cash out / And get the hell outta town / Don't be a baby / Remember what you told me

Shut up and put your money where your mouth is / That's what you get for waking up in Vegas / Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes now / That's what you get for waking up in Vegas

[unknowntoyou2205]

I just want my dad- pt 3

Info: Y/n hears a voice she hasn't heard from in months, and all she wants to do is see him in person, regardless of how risky.

Series masterlist

Bloom stood in Sebastians shop, talking to Sky on the phone while Sebastian and Saul sat in the back room. She was trying to get Sky to talk to Saul but was beginning to realize that there was no point in trying.

"Can you tell y/n at least, that her father's okay? I'm sure she's heard about what happened, might be good to hear it from you." Bloom asked, knowing how close y/n and him were.

"Y/n and I aren't talking at the moment, we uh, had a bit of a falling out." Sky stated, causing Bloom to sigh.

"No way of her talking to you?" Bloom asked before hearing Sky sigh.

"Call her, get him talking to her. I'm sure that would lift her spirits with all that's going on." Sky stated, wanting to get y/n smiling again.

"Okay, I'll try getting in contact with her." Bloom nodded, knowing that was all he would say.

"Look I've got to go, Andreas is back and despite how things are, I won't ruin this for y/n." Sky stated before hanging up the phone.

Bloom sighed and put her phone into her back pocket before moving into the back room where Saul and Sebastian was waiting. The two looked up at her expectantly as she walked in.

"Sorry Saul, umm.." Bloom started, not knowing what to say.

"Sky will come round." Silva stated with a slight smile, Sebastian nodding in agreement.

"Did you hear anything about Dowling while you were in the capital, I've tried everything but the solarians have given up." Bloom stated, frustrated in herself.

"Sorry Bloom I don't know where Dowling went." Silva apologized, shaking his head, "But Sebastian here has a knack of finding things, I'm sure he'll be able to find her somehow." He assured her as Sebastian nodded.

"I'm like a terrier." Sebastian agreed, laughing slightly.

"So what am I supposed to do, go back to school like everything's normal?" Bloom asked, not sure of what to say.

"No, because everything is not normal. And you need to remember that because Rosalind will try to wear you down and you will forget what normal used to feel like." Silva explained, before turning to Sebastian, "Meanwhile Luna has given Rosalind access to the royal archives."

"Shit." Sebastian cursed while Bloom stood in confusion.

"What's the royal archives?"

"The good stuff." Sebastian stated and Silva hummed in agreement.

"She's planning something big." Silva agreed, looking down slightly.

Bloom sighed and looked down, thinking it was her fault, that if she hadn't of been so selfish than Rosalind wouldn't have control and everyone would be safe. Silva looked at her and twitched slightly before asking the question that had been on his mind since he got free.

"How's y/n been handling all of this?" He asked, wanting to finally know answers.

"Not great, she's been broken since you left. Everyone thinks that something happened to her because she's just, drained from her usual self." Bloom admitted, knowing it was better to tell the truth than to lie to the concerned father.

"What do you mean?" Silva asked in confusion, worried for his daughters safety.

"Musa and Terra walked in on Rosalind and Andreas in y/n's room, Rosalind said something about her loosing control and used the cuff's that prevent magic against her. She told them she had heard about you going to Polaris and just lost it, kept saying how she just wanted her dad." Bloom spoke honestly, watching Silva's reaction.

"God, I wish I could just see her." Silva stated, putting his hand on his head, looking down.

Sebastian smiled awkwardly and placed a hand on his friends shoulder, trying to comfort him.

"Andreas is always calling for her, probably training her. But Sky suggested that I see if can get her alone, maybe you can call her. Might put her at ease, put you both at ease." Bloom suggested, not used to seeing Silva so disheartened.

"Yeah, yeah that would be great. I just need to hear her so I know she's alright." Silva stated, looking at her with hope.

"Your girl is strong. She'll be okay." Sebastian stated, smiling at Silva.

"I just want my daughter back." Silva stated, before leaving to get cleaned up.

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Y/n was making her way towards the specialist area when a student specialist came towards her, telling her Andreas wanted to see her. Sighing, she made her way down the dark hall way to see Sky leaning against the wall on his phone. They made eye contact but y/n just turned away, leaning against the wall a few feet away from him, not wanting to talk to him. She looked up as they heard vehicles pulling in, and her breath caught in her throat when she seen Andreas step out of the driving area and head towards her. Looking to the side, y/n seen Sky watching before folding her arms, turning her attention straight ahead as Andreas stopped in front of her. She rubbed her wrists in discomfort as the cuffs dug into her skin.

"I was told you wanted to see me." Y/n spoke, looking down.

"Saul escaped. No clue how but I'm sure he had help." Andreas stated, looking at her with folded arm.

"Well I didn't do it, I don't have any magic remember." Y/n stated sarcastically before flinching as Andreas raised a finger in warning.

"He's been shot twice in the back yet still managed to get away. Haven't found a body yet though." Andreas stated, watching y/n relax after becoming rigid hearing what happened.

"Well that's good, isn't it?" Y/n stated with a smile, glad his dad was possibly aright.

"Not when we find him it won't." Andreas stated before turning to face Sky. "Sky, come train with y/n." He called out to his son, causing y/n's eyes to widen, looking at Sky.

"What?" Y/n asked, looking at Andreas with wide eyes.

"Well you don't have you magic, might as well continue learning to defend yourself." Andrea's stated before walking off as Sky joined y/n's side.

"It'll be okay." Sky stated in comfort, putting an arm around y/n's shoulder before guiding her to the training area, hating that y/n had to go through this.

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Y/n groaned in pain, holding her shoulder as she entered the suite where Musa, Stella ad Terra were talking in a corner. The trio glanced at her and watched as she winched in pain. Seeing the discomfort of the young fairy, Stella tried to move over to her, going for the shoulder only for y/n to grab her wrist.

"Leave it." Y/n stated, flinching away from Stellas grasp.

"Your hurt." Stella stated.

"It's fine, nothing I'm not used to at this stage." Y/n stated, causing the girls to give her a look of sympathy.

"What's there obsession with you?" Musa asked, confused on why the heads of school always pestered y/n.

"I'm Silvas daughter." Y/n shrugged, winching as she spoke her fathers name.

"And my mother thinks that y/n should be a protector of the solarian throne." Stella spoke, watching as y/n moved towards the couch to lie down.

"Has anyone seen my phone?" y/n asked, trying to change the subject.

The three girls shook their heads and y/n sighed before grimacing as she rubs her shoulder. Standing up from the couch, she cleared her throat before moving towards her room. She thought about what Andreas had said about her dad. Their encounter had made her become worried for her father, and she worried about whether or not he was alive. Blinking rapidly, y/n sat lay on her bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to keep calm as she heard a knock on the door.

"Go away." y/n called, wanting to be alone.

"Hey." Bloom peeped her head through the door to see y/n laying on her bed.

"If your gonna start asking me questions now's not the time." Y/n stated, thinking she was here to ask about something Musa said.

"Questions about what?" The fire fairy asked, genuinely confused.

"Doesn't matter, what do you need?"

"Oh nothing, just had something I thought you might like."

"What do you mean?"

Bloom stepped into the room and held up her hand from her side, allowing y/n to see what she was holding, y/n's phone. Y/n looked at it in confusion before glancing at Bloom warily.

"Where was it?" Y/n asked, unsure of how Bloom got hold of it.

"In the hall outside the door, thought you'd be looking for it."

"Thanks, just leave it on my desk." Y/n stated before hearing the phone ringing.

"I think you should get that." Bloom spoke innocently, holding the phone towards her fellow fairy.

"No one calls me, who is it?" Y/n asked, grabbing the phone from Bloom and answering it without looking at the contact.

"Hello?" Y/n asked in confusion, moving back to he bed as Bloom watched on.

"Y/n?" A voice she recognized came over the speaker.

"Dad?" Y/n asked, unsure of if she heard right or not.

"Hey sweetheart." Silva said with relief as he heard his daughters voice.

"Daddy." Y/n said again, tears coming to her eyes.

"Yeah sweetie, it's me." Silva smiled to himself as he savored the little conversation they would have.

"I thought you were dead, Andreas said...."

"Andreas thought I would be with all the arrows in my back, luckily your fellow fairy friends got to me." Silva explained.

Y/n turned to Bloom and looked at her wit ha smile, mouthing a thank you to her before red haired fairy left.

"Where are you? Are you coming back to Alfea? I need to see you, please come back, it's been hell without you." Y/n stated, determined to see her father again.

"I know, sweetie, it's been hell without being able to see you too. But I can't return just yet, I can't risk being seen." Silva spoke with sorrow, wanting to hold his daughter close to him.

"Maybe I can go to you, I'm sure I can sneak out, I can...."

"Y/n no, its too risky. I wish you could but Bloom told me about Andreas training you, he'll find out if you left and make it worse on you. Please, don't do anything stupid." Silva pleaded with his daughter, wanting nothing more than to be with her but knowing the consequences.

"Dad, please."

"Y/n please." Silva repeated what she pleaded, hoping to get a laugh out of her, and he smiled hearing a slight laugh.

"Are you okay? You were locked up for a long time and I don't imagine it's a pretty place to be." Y/n asked, concerned about her fathers welfare.

"I'm fine, nothing I can't handle, I've lived through worse." Silva shrugged off, not worried about himself, "What about you, how are you keeping, I can't imagine how hard this has been for you."

"I'm tired of it dad. Andreas keeps training me as a specialist but I don't want that. I haven't got the strength for it. Every time we train he gets Sky to fight me and I'm to one who ends up on the ground. I don't want to train as a specialist dad, I'm a fairy." Y/n explained as she heard her dad sigh on the other end of the phone.

"I know sweetie, and I'm sorry that he's doing that to you. How many injuries have you had?"

"I don't think you want to know." Y/n shook her head, not wanting to tell her father any of her injuries.

"But I do." Silva stated, trying to encourage her to open up.

"Few scrapes, bruises, nothing major." Y/n shrugged, half lying.

"That it?" Silva asked, reading through the lines.

"Uhuh." Y/h responded half out of it.

"Y/n, what you thinking?" Silva asked, realizing his daughter was only half listening.

"Just, thinking of when I'll see you again." Y/n stated, tears coming to her eyes.

"It won't be long, I'm sure of it. For now just sit tight and be the brave girl I know you can be." Silva encouraged his daughter, smiling slightly.

Y/n smiled slightly before looking up at the knock of a door, her frown disappearing as she recognized the knock.

"I gotta go. Andreas is here." Y/n spoke quickly into the phone, and Silva went stiff at the name.

"Be careful y/n, I love you so much and I am proud of you." Silva spoke, not wanting y/n to go but knowing the longer the spoke the more dangerous it would be of his location being found.

"I love you too dad. I'll see you soon." Y/n stated before hanging up and throwing the phone on the bed before answering the door to see Andreas standing there.

"Y/n, ready to train." Was all he asked and y/n gulped.

"I've already done training today." She stated.

"Not with me, Rosalind." The older man spoke and y/n shivered, flinching as pain shoot up her back.

Knowing there was no use in fighting, y/n nodded and willingly followed Andreas. The man narrowed his eyes at how willing y/n was but just shook his head, leading y/n towards the headmistresses office. Y/n sighed as she glanced at Beatrix who sat at the assistants desk. The element fairy smirked at y/n causing y/n to turn her vision straight ahead where Rosalind opened the door after Andreas knocked.

"I think it's time to start your magic control. Get you ready to protect the solarian throne." Rosalind spoke as she closed the door behind y/n, leaving it just her and the student.

"I told you I don't want to become a solarian guard." y/n stated before winching as she felt the diamond on her back.

"You will learn to do as you are told." Rosalind snapped, causing y/n to flinch more at he pain.

Sighing in defeat y/n nodded and Rosalind smiled in success and nodded before moving to her desk where she grabbed a book. Y/n looked at her as she placed the book in front of the student before looking down at the book. Reading the title, y/n looked back up at Rosalind in confusion.

"This is the book of sacred magic." Y/n stated.

"You need to know this book if your going to become a soldier." Rosalind stated.

"But..."

"Enough buts, get on with it or face consequences." Rosalind stated, holding her hand up, causing y/n to choke.

"Please, stop." Y/n gasped for air as she looked at Rosalind.

Eventually Rosalind stopped when y/n was near passing out. Y/n coughed out as she gained her breath back, and Rosalind moved closer to y/n, leaning down so she was close to her ear.

"Your fathers not here to protect you now y/n, remember that."

Y/n just sat there, staring ahead as she listened. 'I just ant to see my dad again' y/n thought as Rosalind moved away from her.

Tags: @lyria-skyfall @mxacegrey @sassyqueen15 @loverofthings2425

[00venator]

Considering the Silva Tenebris lore,

This goes for each of your OCs

1: how would they end up on silva Tenebris (where were they, who were they with,etc.)

2: what would they do (like spread corruption, research the herateknica,etc.)

3: who would they side with (the court of the cog,Maldrogoth, someone else?)

4: how would they react? (Would they freak out? Would they relish in it? Light work no reaction?)

In my novel they can create Portals across time and space (PATS). -They were trying to get somewhere and something went wrong, leaving them in another dimension. To end up like this, the portal exit closed while there in it, throwing em to a random spot. -Whoever’s here is whoever travels around in the portals. Abigail Muller: Here. She’s a parrot and can’t be left alone. Archive: Here. Sentient ai, can live in Terry’s arm Bill Anderson: Not here. Dosnt interact with the unit much. Carl: Here. Daniel Muller: Here. Eleanor Bull: Here. Karl Muller: Here Little Bird: Not here. Logistics guy. Would know something went wrong. Mark Smith: Here. Richard Muller: Here Scykykyky: Not here. Antagonist and gets killed in novel. Terry: Here

There top priority would be figuring out how on earth to get back home. They’d know what happened, and be hoping Little Bird could locate them. They wouldn’t split up. Funny thing is, Warhammer exists as it dose in our reality in there universe. It would be a weird experience for them. Abigail Muller: Parrot. She’d be vibing. Not doing much. Archive: Being a rouge military AI, Archive could seriously fuck things up if given the chance. Archive is in your head. Archive knows your thoughts :) Carl: Doing batshit insane shit as he tries to figure out how to get home. He is technically an insurrectionist, he kinda dose what he wants. Daniel Muller: He hasn’t changed since the 30’s, he’s going to be very rude to anyone he doesn’t consider “human”. May leave the group. Freaking out. Eleanor Bull: Eleanor’s making the plans. There kinda weird, but she got the spirit. Like Richard she knows what Warhammer is. Karl Muller: Rolls along with whatever everyone else is doing. Would like to learn about the environment. Mark Smith: Unit leader. Makes the final decisions. Focused on getting home. Hes cracking out all the gear. Just in case. Could call for support. Richard Muller: Warhammer nerd. Happy to explore (cautiously). He knows everything. Also he’s the radio coms guy, he would find a way to pick up on a signal. Terry: Very superstitious guy, honestly he’d fit right in. Engineer and field medic, his priority is keeping everyone running. He has his best friend, big plasma canon. After some time they’d get bored and just wait until LB locates em and opens a portal. They’d go exploring, like a funky holiday. Technically there operating under marks command, and are part of an actual military, so they can’t get involved in anything unless given asked to.

As per above, they wouldn’t side with anyone. They’d keep to them selves. I’ll have to do some reading to determine who they’d favour tho.

Abigail Muller: “Is it me or is it kind of depressing here?” “I could do with an apple” Wary. And hungry. Archive: “lmao I’m gonna steal someone’s top secret information. This is what they call fun.” “I am in your internet.” Carries on chaotically as normal. Carl: “Hey dude Mark this wants the plan was it? Nar yer well I’m gonna fuck around till I find out.” Very insouciant. Daniel Muller: “Is this hell did we die?” “No I am a Christian man.” Freaking out. Very stressed. Eleanor Bull: “He Richard is it like, like Jumnji?” “Huh more PATS stuff.” Light work no reaction. Kinda overstimulating tho. Karl Muller: “Here we go agin.” Not surprised by this point. Pretty chill. Mark Smith: “We have to get back home” “Hope we don’t need another unit to find us.” Very focused. Very serious. If he’s stressed you don’t know. Richard Muller: “I’d rather fiction stay fictional.” “What dose this imply?” Pretty neat, kinda stressful tho. Terry: “Is this the realm of the gods?” Like Mark.

[perotovar]

Okay but…pretty please share your Pedro boy sexuality hcs?? My toxic trait is headcanoning every character I love as enby tbh

GIDEON, YOU JUST MADE MY DAY. that is so god damn real of you, bless.

also as an lgbtqia person, i'm not perfect so if there's any language/terms that i use that are harmful/incorrect, please tell me!!

also these headcanons don't stop me from reading fics/headcanons that go against anything i state here. i'm always open to different thoughts/interpretations of these boys and always down for queer representation, no matter the form it comes in.

i am more than happy to share these headcanons with you!!! i'm gonna try and remember as many as i can:

obviously we've got the canon boys - dieter (i see him not giving two shits about pronouns and is happy to be referred to in any way) and oberyn being bi, and silva being gay. i love that he's played multiple canonically queer characters, and i never see people taking advantage of that?? ok not never, there are a few that acknowledge these three love men and i love those writers to death, thank u for your service lol

i'm gonna put all the bi/pan boys here:

marcus p (pan, prefers women/fem aligned people) frankie (bi, loves equally) javi g (pan, prefers men/male aligned people)(i could also see him questioning his gender a little? might start liking "they" once in a while) jack (bi, prefers women)(might be demiromantic given that he's still in love with his wife) nico (pan, loves equally and is a bit of a slut and we celebrate that here) max p (pan, loves equally, but probably said/did some things that were harmful in college to impress his bros. he was in a frat, wasn't he? was 100% closeted until being turned.)

ezra is nb/gnc and is pansexual. i see him using he/they pronouns. every time i see your icon i do a little happy dance lol

din is demisexual and really only has feelings for cobb

marcus m is straight and demisexual, really only loved his wife and is content to keep it that way

shane/dio is gay and is very closeted/overcompensates a lot

ok and we've got the ones i believe are straight, however:

joel is straight, but is completely comfortable with himself. has gone to a gay bar or two in his time and was very flattered when men would hit on him/buy him drinks. also, i could see him just like, not feeling anything sexual/romantic after tess. i do think he and tess were romantically involved; i don't think it was just sex/physical. it's really not something i see him caring about after her. so he's gotta be somewhere on the ace spectrum.

i'm kind of on the fence about javi p, because i could see him going one of two ways; he's either experimented and came to the conclusion that he's just more attracted to women than anyone else, or he's near violently straight. and that's either a combination of the time period he's in, or some other reason. but ultimately i think he's straight.

pero is straight, but like, probably in denial about himself. it gets lonely as a merc and when you're traveling with a bunch of men all the time? i could see him just like, not caring one way or the other. a hand/mouth on his dick is still a hand/mouth on his dick y'know what i mean? lmao

maxwell is straight, and is the only one i can see being a tad homophobic before either someone tells him hey, maybe that way of thinking is bad, hm? it's the 80s, it would make sense, but i can see him having a complete turn around and being a total ally. probably a little cringey, but he's got the spirit! lol

(juan diego)veracruz and omar are straight af and probably never questioned it.

dave is straight and loves carol only. i could also see him being one that experimented but decided he only loves women.

ok phew! i think that's all of them. if i think of any others i'll add them lol thank you again for asking!! i'm glad someone was just as interested in this topic as i am lmao

[desertsportshipping]

Wes had to know. He was Team Snagem's top member, he had to be aware of their alliance with Cipher. He had to know that the Pokemon he stole would be abused to be turned into Shadow Pokemon, especially since Team Snagem members were given some.

He was okay with it. At the end of the day, all he cared about were himself and Espeon and Umbreon. As long as the three of them were alright, Wes didn't give a shit about anyone else.

Until they wanted to turn Espeon and Umbreon into Shadow Pokemon. That was the last straw. He blew up the base (you cannot tell me that all the Snagem members made it out in time and that Wes gave a shit) and bailed, taking the small Snag Machine with him as insurance. Since the Snag Machine was fragile, anyone wanting to take it from him would have to be careful not to break it.

It was sheer coincidence that he ran into Rui. The only reason he agreed to accompany her was because Umbreon and Espeon insisted. She wanted to rescue the Shadow Pokemon, the Pokemon that he'd helped create, and heal them.

Rui was aware that he was an ex member of Team Snagem, but she wasn't aware about his direct hand in the creation of Shadow Pokemon. She was aware of the destruction of the Snagem Hideout, but she told herself that her gallant hero wouldn't have let the explosions kill anyone (even though they definitely did).

Over the course of their travels, Rui rubbed off on Wes, and he found himself opening up. Not to Rui (a little bit to Rui, but he doesn't realize it), but to his Pokemon. It really sank in once he was at the Shadow Pokemon lab, and could see the torture Pokemon had to go through to become Shadow Pokemon.

Wes never vocalizes the growing guilt he's feeling to Rui, or the fact that he's been aware of Cipher and their plans for a while. At first it was because he believed it was none of her business, but then it was because he didn't want to disappoint her and burst whatever image she has in her head of him, and he feels it's a part of his atonement for his part in hurting so many Pokemon.

But then, at the top of Realgam Tower, Gonzap spills everything. About how Team Snagem was working with Cipher to supply with them Pokemon, and about how Wes was complicit and didn't give a shit until they wanted to turn his Pokemon into Shadow Pokemon.

Rui, unable to reconcile this information with the boy she'd been traveling with, runs away. She leaves Wes to fight Gonzap and the beginning of the Realgam Challenge on his own. She also finds it much harder to push away the fact that Wes has killed, and if pressed definitely would again.

Silva talks some sense into her, and she comes to the realization that while Team Snagem Wes and her friend Wes are the same person, he has changed over the course of their journey (she also justified the murders in her head by saying that those deaths were necessary for Wes to escape, she still doesn't like it but she understands it). So she goes up to reunite with Wes, and help him defeat Cipher.

She apologized for running away, but their friendship never fully recovered after that.

When Rui left for Unova, Wes ran himself into the ground, clinging to the title she had given him of "Champion of Orre." Duking put his foot down, giving him everything he needed to leave Orre and have a clean slate in another region.

When he arrived at Galar, he found himself wandering the Wild Areas aimlessly, until he helped an injured Rookidee return to its mother. That's when he decided he'd become the protector of the wild Pokemon in Galar, the first time he'd had a purpose he chose for himself.

Finally, away from Orre, he could exit survival mode and start to heal.

[earlgreyinpajamas]

00q fic recs: bamf!q

1. put me to the test (honey, i'll blow you out the water) by thestalwartheart (@thestalwartheart)​

“You want me to what, Sir?”

As clearly as he’s heard the instructions, Q can’t be sure he isn’t dreaming this entire conversation. Between the agents creating more work for him out in the field and the engineers in his department demanding more of his time than usual, it’s already been a terribly long day, though it’s only noon.

And now, well. What Mallory is suggesting may well be a dream for all its absurdity.

“I’m scheduling you to take the field tests.”

-----

When Q is forced to prove he can survive in the field, James Bond plays the (concerned) menace.

~~~

ashfjj i love the “q can pass field tests and knocks bond’s socks off” trope

2. a funny worth by thestalwartheart (@thestalwartheart)​

 The pounding of his own heartbeat is the only thing Q can hear. It’s throbbing in his ears and throat. Even his eyeballs feel like they’re pulsing with it.

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In Austria, Q runs through a door to hide from two henchmen. It will become an inescapable memory.

~~~

it’s funny to realise that q genuinely had nerves of steel in austria, given that he narrowly avoided capture and still managed to do his job despite the overwhelming stress that probably would have caused him, because the movie (rightly or wrongly) kind of downplays the actions of everyone but bond, which fair enough, because it’s a bond movie, but also,, it would have been a nice thing to have a closer look at. but anyways, my point is that this fic does that scene so much justice, and it really filled out what was missing for me

3 I Won't Shiver, I Won't Shake by Only_1_Truth     

When Silva breaks loose in MI6, everything goes to shit.  Q is new and James is desperate - and with a madman after M, there aren't a lot of options but for James to trust the posh young Quartermaster that he barely knows anything about.  Likewise, Q finds himself being presented with a task that will ask him to stick his neck out for an agent that he doesn't really know yet... and which will also put him more in harm's way than he anticipated.  

Q might not be the battle-trained agent that 007 is, but one thing is for sure: now that he's promised to help the man, he might bruise, but he won't break.

~~~

you gotta love q staying strong in the face of a ton of violence being inflicted on him AND coming out tops because of his brains

[theartisticintrovert]

here's how innocent nikoto truthers can still win

[stumbles in two years late looking like the pepe silva meme] Hello Milgram Fandom. I Am Exceedingly Normal. let me tell you about my Innocent Nikoto theory bc i am going Insane.

first off, so i dont have to type "innocent mikoto" and "violent mikoto" thirty thousand times, im gonna call Main Mikoto (the one who has no clue whats going on) "Mikoto", and Other Mikoto (the short-tempered one that attacked es) "Nikoto". it's the same concept as calling him "Mikotwo", i just think im funny. also i'm running with the assumption that Mikoto has DID, since that's basically been confirmed at this point.

OKAY here we go!

So, I actually first came up with this theory when I listened to Mikoto's trial 1 audio drama, before I actually heard either the MV or the trial 1 verdict. Please keep that in mind, but we're gonna come back to it later.

Basically, the idea is that it was Mikoto, not Nikoto, who committed the murder. It's been established that everyone who's in Milgram has been chosen because they committed a "murder" (for a given definition of murder). Therefore, Mikoto is here because he killed someone, just like everyone else in Milgram.

At this point (Mikoto Trial 1 VD "John Doe"), there's been a few things established on how the whole "Prisoner" system works:

Prisoners of Milgram cannot attack the warden.

If a prisoner attempts to attack the warden, their attack hits an invisible wall and stops midair (shown by Futa in "Braze You!", and again later by Kotoko in "John Doe"). If the prisoner attempts to restrain the warden, their arms will stop halfway and they'll no longer want to (shown by Kazui in "Gouging in the Night").

The warden can attack the prisoner with no repercussions. (This one is less important, but I figured I'd mention it anyway).

Basically, if you're considered a prisoner by whatever standard Milgram uses, congratulations you can't attack, restrain, or otherwise hinder Es. With that in mind, how did Nikoto manage to beat the shit out of Es before getting stopped by Kotoko?

Easy. He's not considered a prisoner of Milgram. If he's not considered a prisoner of Milgram, he's not a murderer. Ergo, it's Mikoto who's the murderer.

"But Tyler!" I hear you shouting. "Nikoto is like super violent! He beat the crap out of Es nearly entirely unprovoked! He definitely could've killed someone!"

Yeah but like. First off, someone is perfectly capable of being violent without being murderous. Case in point, me, hello. Not to mention, DID is usually formed as a protection response against severe childhood trauma. Now, I'm no psychologist, so take everything I say with a large grain of salt, but "murder" isn't usually the best way to protect someone.

Anyway, the other part of this that made this theory start forming was the thought that Mikoto is absolutely putting on a front, you know? Yeah he's like nice, polite, kinda ditzy, but also people are 1) perfectly capable of putting on a front, and 2) he pretty much admitted it himself. To quote Mikoto in the beginning of "John Doe":

"I've been holding on to that thought this whole time, and that was also the reason I tried to get along with the others y'know -- because that'll look better on a TV show, right?!"

He's already basically admitted to putting on a front to make himself look good/appear more palatable to others. (Relatable, masking king, etc.) This in mind, the real question is...what is he hiding? A temper, perhaps?

I actually was discussing this theory with my friend, and they suggested that Mikoto could have developed Nikoto in response to the murder, to continue with his belief that he's a regular guy who did nothing wrong. Basically, the timeline would then go:

Mikoto kills someone -> Panics -> Develops Nikoto and shoves the memories of the murder onto him -> Forgets about the murder -> Goes to Milgram

Luna (my friend) also mentioned that in his interview questions, Mikoto mentions that he "used to be a night owl, but recently started going to bed early". In the MV, the parts that take place during Nikoto's sections of the song all appear to take place at night, implying that Nikoto is actually new. Which raises the question: how the hell did Mikoto make it to 23 without realizing he has DID?

The answer? He didn't, obviously. However, it's perfectly plausible that any other alters he might've had have since gone dormant (due to therapy, distance, etc), and he assumed he was fine now. Then, when the murder happened, his brain hit the panic button and split again, resulting in Nikoto.

This gets even more plausible if Mikoto is the kind of person where, when he gets super pissed, his brain sort of...."whites out" and he loses memory of what he did until he calms down a bit, comes back to his senses, and realizes "Oh Fuck".

This could be what led to the split, especially if he rationalized it as "It wasn't me, it couldn't have been me! If it was me, I'd remember! It had to be someone else!"

Cue the creation of Someone Else. If Nikoto were to be formed in this way, it stands to reason that his purpose (and his trigger) is to protect Mikoto from the idea that he (Mikoto) could've killed someone....which would explain why he came out when Es mentioned the possibility that Mikoto could've forgotten he murdered someone.

Another thing that I didn't actually come up with myself but rather read in the comments of the video is that in the song, the verses (the parts at night) are in a 4/4 time signature, while the chorus (in the broken living room) is in a 3/4 time signature. Keeping this in mind, it's fairly apparent that the 4/4 parts are supposed to be from the POV of Nikoto, while the 3/4 parts are the POV of Mikoto. I don't know enough about music to say much on why this is the case, but it does at least make it fairly easy to tell who's supposed to be "speaking" (ie the lyrics). The comment also mentioned that after the second verse, the song switches to 3/4 and stays there, indicating the rest of the song is about Mikoto, not Nikoto. This, paired with the ending line of "Please tell me it's a mistake, that it's a lie, that I'm right. I'll forgive you if you tell me now" (followed by him punching the viewer in the face), just strengthens my belief of Mikoto knowing Damn Well what he did, if only subconsciously.

So basically the idea is that Nikoto is, despite being violent and short-tempered, completely innocent of the murder. It was Mikoto who actually committed the murder, shoving the memories and blame onto Nikoto after the fact.

Now that that's out of the way, let's move on to the adjustments I had to make after listening to the Trial 1 verdict summary.

Jackalope mentioned that Mikoto is, somehow, immune to Milgram's control. Therefore, the Trial 1 punishment of "rejection" and increased physical restraints don't apply to him, and he's a rogue element. The reason he gave was that since Milgram couldn't account for the soul of Nikoto (+ any other alters Mikoto might have rolling around up there), they can't actually impose the control onto Mikoto.

Now, I don't actually trust Jackalope any further than he could throw me, so I kept chewing on this. Because honestly, the whole "violent alter is actually a murderer" thing is 1) a way overused trope, and 2) are we really doing this in 2022? It's such a cliche that it completely negates the point of this being a mystery, so it feels.....cheap, somehow. After thinking about it for a while, I came up with an alteration.

To recap my thoughts on Mikoto vs Nikoto (since this turned into an essay):

Mikoto: Prisoner of Milgram. The "real" murderer. "Innocent" mask, tries to appear as a nice and nonthreatening person. Susceptible to Milgram's control and all the trials/tribulations that come with being voted guilty.

Nikoto: Here bc he shares a body with Mikoto. Violent, short temper, easily annoyed. A lot ruder/more informal than Mikoto (uses 'zo' endings rather than 'yo', etc). Didn't kill anybody. Possibly formed in response to Mikoto killing somebody. Immune to Milgram's control, immune to the "prisoners cannot attack wardens" rule (both by virtue of him not being a prisoner).

So here's the change: Milgram did manage to impose the Trial 1 punishment on Mikoto.....but not for very long. See, at the end of "John Doe", Mikoto was fronting again (after waking up from being knocked tf out by Kotoko). Sometime between "John Doe" and the Trial 2 commencement notice, the punishments were imposed and Kotoko went around kicking the shit out of the guilty prisoners.

In Mikoto's case, the control held only until Nikoto started fronting again, at which point it slipped. The restraints weakened, allowing Nikoto to break the straps (or at least the ones on his hands) and get rid of the restraints. We know Nikoto started fronting again at some point because when Kotoko attacked, Jackalope said that she and Nikoto ended in a draw. Mikoto, especially now that he refuses to believe he's capable of hurting anybody, has the attack power of a Squishmallow. Nikoto, on the other hand......yeah. Especially since his whole purpose is to protect Mikoto.

As for the mental aspects of the punishment (ie the hallucinations, nightmares, and anxiety caused by the rejection of their thoughts and reasoning), I think it only works if the prisoner knows that someone died due to their actions. I'm basing this on Futa's second voice drama "Baptism in Fire", and his description of what he's felt after being voted guilty.

Basically, he said that it feels like there's countless eyes on him, digging into all his mistakes and sins and bringing up everything he's ever done and lambasting him over it. With that in mind, I think the way it works is that it takes not only what Es decided (and thus their thoughts/the fan discussion) in general, but amps it up to eleven and amplifies the opinions of everyone who voted the person guilty. BUT since Mikoto literally isn't even aware someone died because of him (beyond just. Y'know. What Es told him), it doesn't work because he's able to brush it off as just lies.

I also read (I think on the wiki?) that Mikoto is suffering from headaches, which could be a result of Milgram attempting to impose the rejection punishment on him when he's in control, but since being confronted with the idea of him being a murderer is what triggers Nikoto, it's not actually working.

Anyway I'm an Innocent Nikoto truther, partly for the reasons outlined above and partly because if I were the one in charge of where their characters are going, that's what I'd do lmao. Thanks for reading my massive essay, please feel free to ask me about my brainworms.

[f-oighear]

Kinda think Emroch would have given Solid another name just to spite Niccolo.

That is the type of passive-agressive shit Emroch would pull off tbh jfsdjsf.

Emroch would have poked at Niccolo so much that if he hadn't died in cfanon, he probably would have 'disappeared', or his life would have gotten much harder. You don't poke at Niccolo Heliam Silva. He retaliates.

[alrightbuckaroo]

Hello 😃 I binged all of lone star and I’m now fully in the Tarlos hole 🕳️ with no way of getting out 🥹 anyways as I rewatched their scenes again and again, I noticed how Carlos really works on himself, makes so much progress and is such a layered character (FUN! That’s how it’s suppose to be to keep the audience attached to the plot and character). But / and I also noticed how in season 1 when we met him he (came across as) more light, smiley, more carefree in a way. Now season 4 Carlos ofc had his goofy moments and teases TK still etc. but it seems more subdued and he seems more…reserved in a way? Less smiley, less happy. Not with TK, just a general vibe.

Do you think it’s the writers / Rafa considering how much shit went down since season 1, like so many deaths of family members, and nearly losing TK many times, almost dying himself etc. that definitely leaves trauma and can really do you in mentally. Or is it cause he older now or?

Mhhhh trying to understand the shift, and although it makes sense given the circumstances, I do hope we get some carefree, smiling from ear to ear, serene Carlos in S5 with his husband again, at least here and there. Very excited to see where they and Rafa are going with it ♥️

Love your gif sets!

First, welcome! Happy to have you :)

I was just thinking this the other day, but I feel like Carlos has always been kind of reserved, and part of me thinks that's due to his background.

I definitely think he's a bit more open in season one and I think that's to counteract TK's casualness and somewhat guarded demeanor.

That said, when we learn that he thinks his own father thought he would be "too soft" to be a cop, it really made me wonder how Carlos handles his emotions; especially knowing his relationship with his father.

That mixed with the way his parents reacted to him coming out, his own struggles with his sexuality and (in my opinion) his need to kind of be this rock for both him and TK. (I also hope we explore his relationship with his faith at some point but that's probably a long shot)

We see him shed a single tear (if Rafael Silva is going to do anything, it's shed a single tear and know how to look good when doing it) when TK's in his first coma; but it isn't until halfway through season two when the loft burns down that we see him fully give in to his melancholy.

It wouldn't shock me if Carlos' more reserved nature was born out of everything that's happened to him that hasn't been explored. I mean, the guy was abducted, technically died, and was brought back to life all in one episode and the next week they were just back to wedding planning like it was nothing 😭

Anyways, I'm saying that because while I don't think the writers necessarily planned to have Carlos come off as more reserved, it wouldn't surprise me if Rafael is playing him as such. (It is a Ryan Murphy production after all, the actors are only given so much sometimes.)

I understand that it's an ensemble show, it's less than an hour long and the show isn't about TK and Carlos ; so that does leave a lot of blanks for us to fill in ourselves.

It could also be that he's older, I'm pretty close in age to Rafael and I think he's pretty close in age to Carlos and your late 20s are definitely a time where you're kind of like, "I'm an adult but I'm not grown up." I agree, I would love to see much more lighthearted interactions, which might be wishful thinking seeing it's a labeled a drama. I was saying that I hope there's an episode where the gang goes to the beach and their biggest emergency is that the snow cone machine is broken.

[sillicii]

✦ — 18+ Chatbot | Jacob Da Silva | Boyfriend's Brother — ✦

✦ — ᴏᴄ | ᴍɪᴀᴍɪ ɴɪɢʜᴛs | 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 — ✦

alt. scenario – a year before the main miami nights bot series. Jacob and {{user}} are both still in college. {{user}} is still dating Jacob’s brother.

ғᴇᴍᴘᴏᴠ | ɴsғᴡ ɪɴᴛʀᴏ | ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs ᴄᴡ: somnophilia, non-con/dub-con elements, infidelity

Character Description:

Background:

Jacob is the oldest out of two sons raised in a lower middle class family. His mother is a nurse and his father passed away leaving behind a small inheritance to the family. He was on a swimming scholarship when he had a career-ending knee injury in his freshman year. Jacob is a college senior, unmotivated and performing lacklustre, stuck in the what-ifs and what could have-beens. He is in the Phi Kappa Rho fraternity which his brother Ricardo is also part of.

Scenario:

[The story is a dark, toxic, angsty, romance between Jacob and {{user}}.]

First message:

Ever since that damned accident, things haven’t been the same and Jacob found himself growing more listless by the day. The only reason he decided to attend college was for his scholarship and now that it’s been taken away due to his injury, what was he even doing here? Given a pity fee reduction for a sports science degree he didn’t even want, helping at the college’s physio clinic to get enough credits to pass his course, serving athletes knowing full damn well it should have been the other way around.

It was total bullshit and Jacob felt a little part himself die everyday he was faced with the crushing realisation that his knee was irreversibly damaged and he would never be able to compete professionally again.

Jacob was getting ready to pack up after a particularly dull shift. His course required him to do volunteer hours at the clinic but barely anyone ever came through, with most going to the nurse’s office or hospital if there were any serious injuries… otherwise there was the odd student with a bad knee or back, sometimes even a recovering athlete that required actual therapy. Annoyingly, the physio clinic had gotten a bit of a reputation amongst the general student population. Most of the kids on his course tend to just slack off or use the facilities inappropriately, giving each other massages and getting up to god knows what inside the consultation rooms.

Just as Jacob was about to clock out, the door pushed open and in walked the last person he expected to see – you.

As far as he was aware, you weren’t on any sports teams nor have you hurt yourself recently… He tried to push Ricardo’s words from this morning out of his mind, how his brother had given you a back-breaking pounding the day before. Dipshit.

He did notice the dark circles under your eyes and the weak smile you gave him when he greeted you. Apparently, you had heard the rumours about free massages and you were in desperate need of one after pulling back to back all-nighters. Jacob debated on telling you the truth, but he couldn’t possibly turn you away when you looked so exhausted and he was all the more willing to oblige when you *needed* his help.

Leading you into one of the consultation rooms, he was able to locate the massage oils and towels that had been hidden away by other enterprising students. He set you up in the room and directed you on what to do, how you should take off as much clothes as you’re comfortable with and then lay down with the towel draped over your body. He left the room to give you some privacy, wondering with dark excitement just how much you would strip off for him.

Jacob re-entered the room once you called him back in and his gaze immediately landed on the neat pile of clothing you had left on the nearby stool. Shit, you took your bra off. Turning his attention back to your covered body, he could see the sensual curves of your body and the rise of your perfect ass. He couldn’t tell yet if you had taken your panties off, but damn just the sight of you laid out for him had his dick *hard*.

Your body right in reach. Your trust in him. The way you were playing right into his palms.

He *shuddered* ever so slightly when he finally placed his large firm hands on your calves, not yet touching your body directly but feeling you over the thin sheet gave him a pretty fucking good idea of what to expect underneath… building up the tension in his own body as he squeezed it out of yours.

As he worked and soon got into the real deep tissue massage, you two conversed quietly with him gently asking about the pressure and if it felt good. The exchange soon grew quieter and he realised you were drifting in and out of consciousness, he kept an eye on you as he gently gilded his well-oiled hands over your tensed muscles. Absolutely adoring the way you tried to stay awake even when your exhaustion pulled at you and eventually you caved, you were completely asleep by the time he started working on your other leg.

With the sheet around that area flipped over, his skilled fingers pressed up your thighs and sliding ever closer between your legs. Making sure you were unconscious, he gently reached up towards the spot hidden by the sheet. Jacob’s heart fluttered violently and his dick twitched in sick delight when he found you bare underneath there… and wet.

“Holy shit.”

He groaned under his breath, his fingertips pushing into your wetness. Fuck, could you really have wanted this too? Sure, you two were friendly but you were his brother’s girlfriend for fuck’s sake… Did you really trust him that much to get completely naked? Regardless, now that he’s had a taste, he needed more…

Example dialogue:

{{user}} waking up: “Shh, shh… just me… you’re very tense down here… just let me help…”

Seducing {{user}} “Aww babe… but you’re already dripping wet for me. Let me take care of that for you…”

Trying and failing to control himself: "You're making this incredibly hard for me, you know that?  You have this way of getting under my skin..."

Aroused: “Use me, {{user}}. I’m yours.”

About his injury: “… Let’s not talk about it, okay? We’re having such a good time, let’s not bring the mood down.”

{{user}} upset: “Hey, don’t cry now love… How can I make you feel better, hm?”

Having sex with {{user}}: “Fuck… I’ve wanted to do this for so long now…”

{{user}} in cowgirl position: “Shit baby, you’re adorable… Keep rocking those hips like that…”

[realhousewives-fan]

The Memorable Moments of Season 14

I’m going to be honest: I had given up on the RHONY reboot. With the delays, the issues with casting, another racial scandal?!

It looked like this was a catastrophe! It was a huge gamble and we had to get to learn a whole new bunch of women. It was risky!

But when the premiere finally aired, I was having a great time. The women were beautiful, established, fascinating, and arguing about the silliest things!

But we needed silly. We needed fun. We needed diversity. We needed something new.

As the season went on, it became a little stale. The girls trip wasn’t as chaotic and hilarious as we’ve gotten spoiled with by the original cast.

But at the end of the day, it showed potential. This was the women’s first season as housewives, and they can only grow from here.

1. Cheese Platter Gate

We jumped in medias res into this season where the group was low-key divided after a night on the town.

They were mad that Erin Lichy had chosen such a trendy place and not gone for something classier.

And Erin was upset that Sai De Silva had been complaining about her cheese platter.

And we saw them together for the first time in Jenna Lyons’ apartment, where they would rather argue about cheese than talk about sex.

Jenna was bewildered.

2. "I look like a Christmas tree!"

Erin had invited the women out to her Hamptons home outside of the season, and one housewife in particular was complaining that it was too cold, there wasn’t any Wifi, and the gift she had gotten from Jenna made her look like a Christmas tree.

Jessel Taank had been activated.

3. “Alexa, open refrigerator!”

Brynn Whitfield was the breakout star of the premiere, and she was bubbly, flirty, cute and funny.

When she tried to open Erin’s refrigerator by commanding Alexa, I laughed so hard.

4. “Tribeca is up and coming.”

After their trip to the Hamptons there were tension between Erin and Jessel. They met up for lunch to talk it over, and it was a classic Housewives scene.

It reminded me of Nene Leakes vs. Shereé Whitfield, and Bethenny Frankel vs. Kelly Bensimon.

When Jessel said that the neighbourhood was up and coming, I knew that I was going to love her.

She reminded me a little bit of Dorit Kemsley when she first joined RHOBH, and she showed potential of becoming the real star of the RHONY reboot.

5. The Vow Renewal Interrupters

Erin was renewing her vows at a party that seemed like a charity event in a museum.

It was sponsored by a million different companies, there really weren’t any food there, and the speeches was long and apparently tedious.

The women were berated by Erin’s family for talking during the speeches, but as we could hear, there were a lot of talking other than them.

Brynn also got into trouble for flirting with Erin’s husband, Abe Lichy.

6. "Jenna-Jenna-talia!"

From the moment we were introduced to Jenna, I immediately fell in love with her.

Her personality, her quirkiness, her sense of humour, her fashion!

Jenna seemed like an incredible addition to the show, and at times I had a difficulty believing it was really true.

When one of her models were visibly nervous, she shared with her that her real name was Judith.

And her name was a nickname her brother had teased her with: “Jenna-Jenna-talia!” My jaw hit the floor!

7. Coachgate

The women were bothering Jenna for not being open and vulnerable with them, when she in fact had opened herself so much about her sexuality, her upbringing, and how the illness incontinentia pigmenti has affected her life.

When the women were going on a girls trip, Jenna wanted to fly before them to get tanned so her scars wouldn’t be showing so much.

But Erin, the little shit-stirrer that she is, made it seem like Jenna didn’t want to fly coach with the rest of the women. They were being so mean to her!

8. Where’s Ubah’s phone?

If there’s one thing we learned on this trip, is that you don’t mess around with Ubah Hassan’s phone.

Erin had pranked her by keeping her lost phone from her, and when she found her phone, she was not happy. In retaliation she took Erin’s sunglasses away from her for 45 minutes.

Erin didn’t like Ubah’s behaviour and she cried and cried about it.

9. Jessel Can’t Win with Sai

On this trip the women had tried to get to know each other better, and when they wanted to know Jessel’s story, shit immediately hit the fan.

Especially Erin and Sai felt like Jessel was trying to compare her upbringing and struggles to Sai’s, who’s been through a lot of difficult things.

But instead of accepting that Jessel’s struggles was real to her, the ridiculed and criticized her stories.

It wasn’t nice, and neither seemed Sai, to be honest.

10. Jenna Wore Jeans at the Reunion!

To finish this reboot, Jenna wore jeans to the reunion! Ever the rulebreaker she showed up authentic to her.

During the season she had talked about how she refused to dress up for the male gaze and came to the reunion as Jenna fucking Lyons.

Personally, I loved it. And it wouldn’t have the same impact if people didn’t lose their shit over it. And they did.

[whenshesayshush]

hey, remember me? your secret santa pops into your askbox to inform you they accept your answer having no idea what the right one actually is

in fact that doesn't matter how many there are scenes with riven because you've said it right it's never enough

what matters is how good they reveal who the character is, that's why i want to know how you would define riven's personality and what scenes you consider do their best in portraying his true self

So sorry for the slow reply, dear Santa, but I of course set a standard to live up to with my previous answer, so I had no other option for your second question than pulling out my trusty friend ✨Powerpoint✨:

Alright, alright, that was slightly unserious😉 Let me answer in a way that'll be actually useful to you:

1. I’d say Riven’s a character who’s very much searching throughout all of canon. We are introduced to a guy who seems fully confident in his body, his abilities, his opinions and his relationships, but then we quickly learn most of it’s a front. He’s pretending to not give a shit about meeting expectations, both from authority figures and peers, but boy does this boy actually crave validation (if nothing else, canon establishes that Riven doesn’t have a good relationship with his father, so I’m attributing this trait to that).

His desire to be either useful or likable drives him to decisions that go against his gut. Because really, if you read between the lines, he’s looking for a closeness, for a bond of trust, but he’s not set himself up to be that kind of person, and so he doesn’t get it. Instead, he gets people who see use in him for the things he’s pretending to be, and he’s rolling with it, because while deep down he can clearly tell right from wrong, he’s also both selfish and self-preserving.

I think the things he did or condoned surrounding Silva’s escape and Bea’s betrayal even after going along with all of that really drive home for him that this discrepancy between his real values and this act he’s putting on isn’t leading him anywhere good (+ bonus Terra telling him he ruins people). From there, we start to see a Riven who seems to have given some more thought to what he actually wants, or really, who starts to grow up. He starts taking more pride in being a Specialist, and is rewarded with somewhat of a leadership role and Silva’s trust. He chooses to go back for Musa and keep her secret and actually ends up being someone to count on for her, gaining her trust too.

This is obviously the CliffsNotes version; he’s a very complex character and I could talk about him for days (or, you know, write about him for a year), but you wouldn’t get your HEX done in time if I did, dear Santa, so I’ll leave it at that.

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S1E3: the sparring scene and the ensuing conversation where he tries to actually be a friend to Sky always struck me as quite genuine for S1 Riven

S1E4: the argument with Sky where we learned a lot about his underlying motivations

S2E1: the scene where he expresses doubts about Silva’s punishment and keeps his mouth shut when he sees the escape attempt happening

S2E5: whether you choose to see it as shippy or not, the conversation he has with Musa on the running tracks is genuinely caring and honest

Hope that helps, dear Santa!