#Twitterpated talks

[twitterpated-passion]

Hey guys, or whoever happens to see this on my account. I'm not dead, nor have I been inflicted with any curse of a dramatic event. I just kinda stopped posting for a bit. Not because of the performance of my last post(that I fully believe might've been shadowbanned lmao) but because life got ahead of me !!

I got a job, started school, I'm switching jobs(you know how it is) and I'm working on publishing my Krampus winter themed novella. Yes it's after Christmas but Krampus is winter. Hopefully, I should be getting back to writing, even if I start out with some fics at first(working on a Beetlejuice one rn).

So I'm not dead! Just busy.

Happy reading.

[cyberdragoninfinity]

me last year: i think it'd be funny if dennis and yuri had a little gay thing going on

me after hearing these dennis duel links voicelines: OH OK SO DENNIS WAS IN LOVE WITH YURI. OK.

[rhikasa-archived]

Asher’s response to Elias kissing him for the first time whilst the two of them are caught up in a dangerous predicament they might not return from:

Elias’ response to Asher returning the gesture once they are out of harm’s way:

[avas-wonderland]

I reduced my husband to a blushy mess and it’s adorable!

[cillianhead]

Twitterpated || Tommy Shelby x reader

summary: You and Tommy spend your first spring together in the sunshine.

this is just a little short n sweet blurb for you all

WARNINGS: Mostly Fluff, the tiniest bits of smuttiness... Tommy gets a bit handsy, cuss words/adult language. 18+ MINORS DNI

It wasn’t often that you’d have days like this in Birmingham. The sky was usually grey with gloom and rain all around, in fact, you were used to the clouds, and you were well acquainted with the bleakness that was Birmingham.

But here you sat with your legs draped across your husband's lap and the sun shining proudly in the sky. There wasn’t a single cloud in sight. It almost felt like something out of a daydream. You wore a pretty little sundress, one you never really got to wear considering the typically cold and dreary weather— but once again, it was warm for once. Warmer than what you were used to.

Tommy sat with an open shirt, pale skin exposed from beneath his unbuttoned dress shirt. Oh, he looked divine. Your soft, nimble fingers caress his hair, and for once, he's not smoking a cigarette. For once, Tommy's mind isn't somewhere else, it's entirely on this moment. One hand of his had slipped up underneath your skirt like the cheeky bastard that he was, thick fingers toying idly with the waistband of your skimpy little panties. It wasn't something Tommy thought he was capable of feeling. Contentment, that's what he felt. It clung to him, heavy in his chest, the feeling was sweet and syrupy in a way... You couldn't remember a time you had seen him so relaxed. Besides, when he was in bed with you, of course. Tommy wasn't sure he deserved to feel this way. You had been in his life for a good five years by now, you had given him two little children, and all of your unconditional love. You were the kind of woman he'd never question his loyalty to; he knew you just wanted him for him and not for whatever other reasons women had wanted him for in the past.

Though Tommy did sometimes question why someone like you-- pure, innocent, and sweet, would love someone like him-- dark, tortured, and incomplete. The picnic blanket beneath you was red and checkered, the perfect gingham pattern, and hell, there was even a wicker basket full of fruit and half-eaten baked goods. In your idyllic bliss, you were eager to tell Tommy about your day and he was eager to listen... or at least that's what you thought. You rambled cheerfully on about the kids, and Tommy would nod gruffly, hand squeezing your thigh and body leaning into yours just a little more. You didn't think much of it when his gaze drifted away from you and slightly off into the distance; you were so consumed in chatting away that you didn't even notice the sound of hooves trotting gently in the grass towards the two of you. There was a stern look on Tommy's face, a look of deep concentration that seemed to be slipping away second by second as he stared off into the distance.

And then there was that goddamned smile of his, that dazzling grin that had practically charmed the pants off of you when you first met. But he wasn't looking at you in this moment, no, he was looking at the beast before him. Tommy's eyes glimmered with a certain fondness you had only ever seen him look at you with. That's when you stopped talking, wondering who or what he could possibly be looking at with so much love.

It didn't surprise you to find out that it was a horse he was looking at.

"Tommy, what are you-" You started before following his line of sight, finding your eyes landing on Tommy's favorite horse of them all. She was a big black mare, her name was Hestia... And god, you couldn't even be mad at Tommy for giving love eyes to the horse instead of you. He was always easily distracted when it came to his horses. "Tommy!" You scolded with a light smack to his chest, causing him to break out of his trance and snap back to you. "Are you even listening?" You laughed incredulously. "'Course I am, baby... keep going..." Tommy grumbled, squeezing your hip reassuringly. But his head only turned to look up at the horse once again, who chuffed happily at the sight of him. "Hello, Hesty..." Tommy crooned, reaching one hand out to pat at her muzzle. "Looking well, girl... how you liking this weather, eh?" He asked as if the beast would respond. She let out another short series of huffs before wandering off to graze in the long pickle-green grass. As soon as Tommy's attention was back on you, you were colliding your body with his and latching your mouth onto those sweet pair of lips of his. It was too much. It was just too much. It turned you on when Tommy got all sweet and tender like that, it made you feel all fuzzy inside. The fact that he loved his horses so much... made your heart practically burst out of your chest. He grunted into the kiss, though swiftly responded in turn to your needy kisses with his tongue probing into your mouth and his hands gripping at the meat of your hips. Tommy loved it when you got like this. "Easy, girl..." He warned lowly as you straddled his hips. As you lifted your head from him to look down at him, there was a prideful sparkle in those cerulean eyes, a look that made your chest ache and your core throb. "Actin' like a bloody mountain lion, hm?" Whatever story you had to tell was completely gone from your mind, all that mattered to you now was feeling up your dearest husband and soaking in the warm rays of sunlight that were just so rare around these parts. It didn't matter that you were out in the open, it didn't matter that the birds and the bees would see you ravish your husband on this crimson picnic blanket. Right now, you were just two animals getting coupled up for the spring, just like all the other creatures who wandered nearby.

Even after all this time together, you were both undeniably and passionately twitterpated by one another. And it would stay that way for as long as you lived.

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Hi all... I hope you enjoyed this sappy little piece, I miss you all... I know I don't write as much these days. I'm working my way through a really long Robert Capa fic which I hope to get out soon!

[auspicioustidings]

Does this orc romance journey mean we might get orc 141 and reader thoughts???

See now I think the way the 141 lures in a nice human woman to fuck would be that not all of them are orcs.

Ghost and Soap are and they are mean looking fuckers. Ghost is covered in battle scars and is just unimaginably huge, Soap is so clearly a warrior with how his hair is shaved at the side with the top braided in a fighter's style.

But Price is a rough yet regal looking human man, the kind that is contracted to act as a guard for nice, noble women. Elven Gaz had thought it would be how they'd find a woman for all of them, that one of these nobles would take Price's eye and they could steal her away. After all he may enjoy how rough his three companions are, but part of him still misses a gentler touch, a more feminine energy to balance it all out.

It is not a noble woman in the end. There is one Price thinks to test, to introduce to his orcs. He doesn't love her, but she certainly is pretty to look at and perhaps the haughty arrogance might please his elf (it would not, Gaz is not much like his kin in taste).

Imagine Soap's surprise when he goes to grab this woman as Price is making a show of fighting off Ghost to see her reaction and he ends up with a knitting needle jammed into his side by her quiet mouse of a ladies maid. He is in love just from that, even as Ghost drags him away so Price can look the conquering hero he is twitterpated entirely, holding the bleeding wound in his side in a lovers caress.

Price pays attention to this maid afterwards having never truly looked her way before. He finds her clever, witty and scrappy as all hell. She is not the delicate beauty of her mistress but he comes to find his heart starts to race at the sight of her anyway. He discovers she grew up the eldest of 10 children to a poor family and that this position was one she clawed her way up to in order to support them as best she could. She makes such a good ladies maid because she can more or less do everything. It's her resourcefulness he falls for, how any task she is given she will find a way to deliver and not expect praise or adulation.

Gaz can't help but be curious when Price talks about her and decides to verify these claims, visiting the family home to find she was truthful. Her younger siblings are fascinated by his ears while her parents try to do their best to be worthy hosts of a visiting elf. They are crude peasants, their hovel small and messy and the food they serve not fit for even the lowest elf. But somehow he cannot help but feel such a pang of warmth from how they treat him like family even though he is only a stranger who was passing by and asked for shelter. He does not need to meet the girl to fall in love with her, he only needs to hear how her family talks about her.

It drives Ghost into a foul mood as the months go on and all his mates can fucking talk about is some useless human girl. He never wanted a woman with them, was rather hoping they'd get over this notion eventually. He means to ruin her, breaking into her room by cover of night and holding her to the bed while he undoes his trousers. He tries to shove himself down her throat and she damn near bites his prick off. Bloody mouthed and scowling she fights her fear and will not submit as he assumed she would so easily. He barks at her about how he will bloody her cunt with his now bloody cock. He does not in the end, only because he falls for her the moment she barks back that she will bite his bloody cock clean off even while he can scent the flood of arousal between her legs from the idea of him taking her. He decides then that he will have this human woman only when she begs for him and he will do whatever he damn well must to make that happen.

[stoneagedevil]

Idiot | Eddie Munson x f!Reader

TW/CW: loneliness.

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You’d been feeling down about yourself for some time now. You weren’t a cheerleader, but lately you’d been considering attending the tryouts for the semester. You’d even heard that girls in the band’s flute section were getting action from the brass section. Maybe you could pick up another instrument…?

No. No no no.

Christ, when did you become so desperate? Maybe it was all the twitterpated faces floating up and down the halls, what with the dance approaching and all.

But it’s not even like you wanted to go. You weren’t much of a dancer, but rather a person to get rowdy on stage at the Hideout when you played. That led to other thoughts…

You’d met Eddie Munson at the beginning of summer a few years ago. You were enthralled with his performance in his band Corroded Coffin, and he was just as lovestruck when he saw you go up with one of the most badass electric guitars he’d ever seen. After your set, you’d both gotten to talking at the bar - him buying you each a soda since you both had to drive home. That was the start of a wonderful friendship.

And unfortunately for your poor little heart, that’s all it was.

You sighed, taking a drag off a cig you found in your jeans you didn’t remember washing. Thank god for that. You looked over at the cheerleaders on the field practicing their routine from where you sat on the outside bleachers; trying to picture yourself in a cheer outfit mingling with them.

Suddenly you were startled by a loud, thundering metal sound coming from your right, nearly pulling your neck at the speed you looked over. It was Eddie - who just jumped onto the metal bleachers to illicit a reaction from his favorite person.

“Shit yourself?” He laughed, smile making his eye crinkle.

“Har har Munson.” You blew smoke at his face smirking slightly. He waved it away playfully.

“Watcha doin’ up here? Thought I’d find you in the art room, but you weren’t there.” He sat closely beside you.

You flicked the dead ash from the end of your cigarette. “Feelin’ melancholy I ‘spose…” you trailed off, leaning back on the seat behind you and looking up at the sky. Eddie quickly joined you.

“Why’re you sad? Need something stronger than that ciggy?” He reached into his inside pocket on his jacket and dug out a joint.

You eyed it for a second. “Nah. I’d better not.”

Eddie frowned. It wasn’t like you to turn down his premo stuff. It wasn’t like you to isolate yourself - especially away from him. He got nervous.

“Hey, what’s going on? You know you can talk to me, right?” He placed a hand on your knee, causing those stupid butterflies to flutter around in your stomach.

You debated a lot of things in that moment. You debated telling him you were in love with him. You debated shooting up from your position on the bleachers and pulling his face towards yours and kissing him. You debated running away, never to be seen or heard from again.

You took none of these options.

“I’m lonely, I guess. It’s hard seeing people get asked out to dances all of the time knowing that’s never coming to me. I wouldn’t even wanna go, but maybe if someone asked…I would? I don’t know. It’s stupid.” You sat up and looked down at your shoes.

Eddie looked at the side of your face. Maybe if he was brave enough he’d ask. Maybe if he was wealthy enough and you’d said yes, he’d get a suit and get you a corsage. Maybe if he wasn’t the town freak. Maybe in another life.

Maybe.

“Hey, it’s not dumb. I know how you feel. I’ve only really ever been asked out as a joke. But someone will come around and see how absolutely amazing and badass you are. Seriously.” He said this instead, even though it made his throat tighten at the tail end of his sentence.

You looked at him, and he let go of a breath he wasn’t even aware he was holding captive. Your eyes swam with doubt, slightly damp.

“Eddie. I’m the freakette. Anyone who would ask me out is probably an idiot.” You said, somberly.

Suddenly, Eddie’s hand disappeared from its place on your knee, Eddie himself bolting up from the bleachers. “Hey! I know I’m a repeat but I’m not an idiot!” He said, sounding genuinely upset.

You paused, realization smacking you both upside the head. “You…you what?”

The color of Eddie’s face would make traffic stop. Fuck. Maybe he is an idiot. “I said that…that uh-“ his hands flew over his eyes, “that I’m not an idiot but now I’m thinkin’ I am because I’m pretty sure I just ruined the best thing to ever happen to me.”

Your heart sped up in your chest, your face blushing. “You…like me?”

Eddie, hands still covering his embarrassment, sighed. “I mean, like you? No. I’m pretty sure I fell in love with you when we met. Christ. Look-“ he removed his hands from his face, instead wringing them together, “if you give me time then maybe I could get over it. We can pretend this never happened, I just- I just need you in my life, whatever way that looks like.” His eyes looked down at his shoes now.

You shook your head, mouth agape at what you were hearing. You debated a lot of things in that moment. Then, you went with the best option.

You stood, walking calmly towards him, taking his burning face in your cold hands and lifted it. He looked down at you, shocked, and slightly scared. Definitely nervous.

You leaned in and kissed him then, him returning the favor. Once separated, you backed up, “Eddie, I don’t want you to get over me.”

His smile looked like it’d break his face in half, “Good. Because I was totally lying about my ability to get over you. I’m pretty sure it’s impossible.” You laughed and he joined, happy to have made you smile. “I know it isn’t a big dance proposal, but, would you wanna go out? With me?” He had to specify. He just had to.

“Id love to go out with my favorite idiot.” You smiled cheekily. Eddie burst out into laughter, picking you up and hugging you tightly.

“If I can be your idiot, then an idiot I’ll be.” He declared, kissing you once more.

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Thanks for reading, I’ve been in a slump lately, so I hope this was good.

[rubykgrant]

Everybody knows I am a Grimmons Person... but for the fun of rare-pairs, here are some thoughts I have for other characters being in this Orange/Maroon Peanutbutter/Jelly sandwich~ (a silly way of saying, hey- here are some relationships that are Grif/Simmons/other characters)

(I have thoughts for several, but right here are Locus, Wash, and Donut, I'll add more later~)

Locus; Grif is just super chill hanging out with him, doesn't take NO for an answer when Locus tries to disappear into the shadows, but also? Locus actually LIKES Grif's company, which is very rare, so he doesn't have it in him to actually avoid Grif/reject him. HOWEVER... Simmons is very jealous and petty. He's also very intimidated by the big scary former mercenary... sometimes the jealousy overrides the intimidation, and Simmons will get IN BETWEEN THEM, saying some passive-aggressive nonsense about how Locus will NEVER understand all their inside jokes, etc. Then Simmons notices... Locus is so very AWKWARD. He like- doesn't try to bully Simmons back? What??? OK, now Simmons feels bad. He resents Locus for making him feel bad, so he tries extra hard to include Locus in things they've both done before (because that'll teach him a lesson?). Locus just accepts all the attention as he does with Grif. They tell him one day that he's been looking better lately, gained some weight back, and can finally relax, and Locus casually gives them honest compliments back, and it is like they JUST realized he's handsome (they get all twitterpated for a minute). Neither Grif nor Simmons is sure how to like... discuss the idea of three-way-dating? Not exactly something they planned on. They eventually bring it up to Locus, and HE gets all flustered, and accepts. It's hard to figure out which one is more surprised by the results (Grif, who has his adorably weird nerd AND somebody who defines the strong silent type? Simmons, who has TWO big beautiful men? Locus, who has genuine affection and intimacy that DOESN'T have life-threatening undertones? yeah, the bar is kinda low for Locus in terms of relationships, but Grif and Simmons are a VAST improvement)

Wash; He has to be the one that initiates. Not because they wouldn't be interested, they just don't expect HIM to be interested. Wash is also not super great at this. He tries to kinda introduce the idea of being kinda "flirty" with each of them solo. In his head, this is supposed to be "sweet", like- I care about you both as individuals, but I'd love us all to be TOGETHER. For Grif and Simmons, they now think Wash is? A HOME-WRECKER??? Which sounds stupid and weird, maybe Wash is just trying to joke around in a weirdly intimate way. So they kinda play along, and he thinks it is working, but then they finally ask if this is a prank or whatever, and now he's MORTIFIED. Wash avoids them for a week, and when they talk to him again, he explains, and they assure him this is FINE, in retrospect it was just funny haha, then invite him out for a movie to show everything is cool. Grif and Simmons come to an agreement after the movie... and start individually flirting with Wash. He thinks they're just teasing him for being a dork. They have to actually call another trip to the movies their "second date" before he GETS IT. Everybody else just sees them teasing each other a LOT more often, but laughing about it, being all cute. Wash even starts picking up some of their habits (naps with Grif, watching deep-dive/documentaries with Simmons). Wash asks all politely if it will alright to kiss them, and it isn't FAIR for Wash to be cute like that and also be such a nag (Grif now has 2 people ganging up on him to do laundry/the dishes, Simmons has 2 people reminding him to sleep, and Wash has 2 people who make sure he actually eats properly)

Donut; He always wiggle-worms his way into their space. He acts like he didn't realize they were trying to be all lovey-dovey, but they know he knows. He must be lonely for their company, maybe he feels extra left-out with them being a couple. He manages to NOT be totally annoying when they're doing whatever, so they decide let him spend more time with them. This just encourages Donut to hang out with them MORE, and he always seems to be bribing them for more attention, making Grif treats or telling Simmons about a new bookstore with something he's interested in... the only they do alone, is when they go to bed. One night, Grif and Simmons talk about how clingy Donut has been, they way he's acting around them, and even when they aren't with him, he looks at them all wistfully. Grif jokes Donut is acting like he's got a CRUSH or something, and they have to go OHHHHHH. Which one of them? BOTH of them??? What are their options here? Let Donut down, try to be nice about it, still hang out but as friends, or... there is an OR? Really? Really. Donut isn't really so obnoxious. Even when he is, they can tell he's doing it on purpose, and these two LOVE bothering each other, that is their whole thing. They can appreciate that he knows them both very well, and yeah- they know him, he's been part of their lives for a long time, and they both know how it feels to pine after somebody when it seems like a lost cause... so, they keep letting Donut hang out with them. He doesn't know they know. Until, one night, after staying up to watch a horror marathon, Donut sighs as he gets ready to leave the room, but Grif and Simmons scoot over on their bed and hold the covers open for him. He joins them, literally just for sleeping, but then Donut starts actually CRYING, he feels like they're just being nice and he's being disingenuous (oh, the pain of unrequited love), and they have to tell him to KNOCK OFF THE DRAMA, he likes them, they like him, they GET IT, Simmons has to hug Donut and roll over while holding so he's in the middle, where he actually gets double-cheek-kisses in the dark. Now he wants to giggle about it, and they tell him to SHUT UP. He tells them they're a-holes. All three happily argue for an hour before settling down enough to sleep

[dracobrooklyn]

Durge Headcannon #2

|| MDNI || 18+

Durge's relationship towards the other Party Members If you don't know, this is about if Cannon Durge was a Companion instead of a playable character. These are my headcannons so not everything is cannon. If you want more Durge check this Masterlist here

also the Tav!Reader is in a Fem!POV

CW: threesome, murder, and killing.

Durge very much is in love with Tav!Reader, after connecting with you, how kind and patient you are with the White Dragonborn. He very much loves the way you comfort him, how you talk to him almost anything that comes to your mind, he loves listening to your voice. So How does he feel about the other Members of your party around you? And around him?

Astarion

Safe to Say Durge isn't a huge fan of Astarion. The pale elf being very much cocky, arrogant, and never gives you any respect. Durge glares maybe even curls a lip growling softly. He could care less about what happens to the elf. Even when he found out he is a vampire! He quickly get's over protective over you, a slave to Sanguine. He wasn't gonna let you get bitten by this coward. If Astarion tries to flirt with you, Durge comes up from behind you protective. Besides Durge want's you, he be a better match than Astarion. He actually cares about you, this vampire just wants you as a blood bag that's all. Even when you and Durge become a couple, and Astarion offers to join you both in a threesome, Durge would flat out say no, end of story, he rather smear Knoll shit onto his face than let Astarion share the same bed roll with you. He's fine with you and Astarion being friends but... if Astarion tries to pull something on you, Durge won't hesitate to beat the shit out of him... maybe kill him if he get's away with it.

Shadowheart

He does not mind the half elf girl, the cleric that isn't too bad around you. She does at least give you some sort of respect as an ally and maybe even a friend. Shadowheart might be one of the few people that maybe notices Durges feelings towards you. She even was amused with the idea but even questioned, how would a DragonBorn be like in a relationship. Though Durge is a strange one, especially when he has no memories of his past. She might even be protective of you the reader if she finds out what Durge has done hurting and killing their enemies. The way he does it, if it's over the top. Shadowheart will confront Durge about it. She be weary of him and tell you if she is not sure if Durge can be trusted.

Karlach

Durge actually likes Karlach. Despite her very positive upbeat attitude. He does like her, she treats with you respect, is kind to you, and does not talk down to you. I like to think Karlach kinda finds Durge attractive. Being a DragonBorn and all, she may even might notice Durges smitten face when he looks at you in love. Like a love sick puppy. She smile and comes up from behind him giving him a good slap on the back and say "twitterpated aren't we solider?" causing Durge to trip on his words blushing trying to change the subject while she has a shit eating grin showing her sharp teeth. She might even try to hook you two up. Maybe... maybe even join in the sex action. Durge might actually consider it... if she didn't burn you both. He would say yes as long you were okay with it of course if you were interested. But if Karlach (like Shadowheart) finds out what kind of things Durge did. Oh boy oh boy, consider the friendship bracelet gone. She would get in between you and Durge glaring at him burning with anger. (no pun intended)

Lae'Zel

Heh uh... she may like Durge because of his blood thirsty fight in battle. And he may appercaite that... but if she calls you weak and useless because you are not as battle hungry as she is. Durge will snarl. Step right up to her and speak up. "I will you not have you speak so lowly of her, she's the one that got you out of that trap, she's the one that saved the druids grove with our help, she is the one keeping the peace between all of us, you should thank her, because I would have ripped your arm off." causing the Githyanki woman to narrow her eyes at him. She might tsk at him or making the last retort walking away from him. Durge won't interact with Lae'zel unless he really has to. But if she threatens to hurt you, he will not hesitate to rip her apart. Oh if she even tries to seduce Durge, he will lean so close to her face in a low whisper "Even if you and were the only ones in this plain of existence, I would rather be a mindflayer than share a bedroll with you." And honestly that might hurt her a little but she won't show it of course. Durge heart is only to you, and only you.

Wyll

Would they be dude bros? Maybe? Durge does not mind Wyll at all. The man has honor, he's protective, he treat you with respect and that's what Matters to Durge. Though if he does come a little close towards you, Durge makes a look at him as if "nu uh, mine." Wyll would get the message though. Like Karlach he might even help Durge hook up with you. Give Durge advice what to say but most importantly Wyll will just tell Durge to be himself. Yeah which one? Durge also would also feel bad for Wyll with his mishap being a warlock and all. Durge would definitely spit down at Mizora feet just to stand up for Wyll. Fuck that bitch honestly.

Gale

Funny guy... stop flirting with my girlfriend don't you already have a lover? Durge very much has mixed feelings with this guy. He can be useful but when he learns that he needs to eat magic items to live or else he will explode and die? WHAT? Why the hell is he with party again? Oh cause he's infected too. When he learns about how his lover is goddess, I mean yeah he must think she is pretty-- oh she's actually a goddess. Oh... poor chap. He definitely would be a little jealous that Durge has you instead of him, but he would give Durge advice to "Seduce" a woman. Durge not sure if they would work... maybe one night he will use that advice. Maybe... eh. But Durge wouldn't pity Gale for doing that to himself where he explode not given enough magic items to eat. Also ticks Durge off cause he finds an item he can use to kill enemies and then Gale looks at him as if saying "for me?" while Durge growls wanting to roll his eyes in the back of his head pissed and just hands it to him. Also Wizards vs Sorcerer. Mortals enemies for life (no just kidding). But Gale will boast about being better than Durge when it comes to magic causing the DragonBorn to give Gale a side glance glare. "At least I was born with magic and don't have to kill myself for it." Durge would say causing Gale to frown.

[hatchetfield-omegaverse]

Hello! I'm curious, are there any HCs of Omega Max x Alpha Grace? 👀

I think you'll like what I have in store.

Hatchetfield Omegaverse Headcanons: Alpha Grace x Omega Max!!

Ngl, Grace would have such an easier time as an Alpha than as an Omega. I mean she still has a lot of trauma to work through, but she'd at least know her second gender her whole life, instead of finding out when she presented and being completely unprepared.

Max on the other hand, would have a hellish home life. His dad is a bitch as is, now imagine how much worse it would be if his son was an Omega.

Move aside Lords in Black, meet the new biggest secret in Hatchetfield: Max Jägerman is an Omega!

Honestly, everyone would probably be really accepting of it if they knew, hell I would bet money he's not the only Omega on the football team, but he's got so much baggage that he truly believes that his life would be ruined if it got out.

He definitely projects his own issues onto other male omegas at his school and bullies them extra hard because of it.

It definitely takes Max a while to admit that he's an Omega to Grace when they get together.

When she finds out she gives some speech about how he's perfect the way he is; it's very Christian in nature but it helps Max so we'll call it a win.

Max definitely feels like a CEO Christian (Christmas and Easter only) but Grace is determined to change that.

Max is a food thief and always steals snacks from Grace. She's taken to packing things just for him.

When they first get together, Grace is still trying to figure out her feelings when it comes to sex, so Max takes the lead.

But as she becomes more comfortable with the idea, she is definitely very dominant. Max for his part, is really into watching her take control.

She pegs him.

I do not care if she has a penis. She is pegging him.

Actually I have a lot of logic for this: I could see Grace feeling conflicted between wanting sex and wanting to save her virginity for marriage. A strap would be the best of both worlds.

As for Max, it would take time for him to unlearn the self hatred he was taught growing up enough to be into the idea of being fucked.

Max has a reputation as king of dirty talk around school. In reality, that's a front he uses to seem more macho.

He's still very good at dirty talk, don't get me wrong, but when flirting with someone he really likes (i.e. Grace) he sounds more like a twitterpated school boy.

The real king of dirty talk is Ruth.

I hope you like these hcs, @lady-loveluck . And if you have a request, don't resist to send in an ask!

[twitterpated-passion]

Not a Short | A.N.

Ayo, different post, but I'm here to advertise my books. I have two, indie published, but that's 'cause I couldn't be damned with an actual big name publishing company and agent(unless...).

One is YA in every sense of the matter other than some consistent swearing, which, in my opinion, pushed it up to NA. The second is fully NA/A and 18+, as it has exactly two(2) smut scenes. Descriptions are under the break.

To: Him: YA/NA

My first book after many scrapped ideas. I published this at 16 and self admittedly, it's obvious.

It's a childhood friends turned roommates to lovers slice of life. Definitely a preference choice, if you like a relatively quick read that has absolutely no high stakes, and no doubt about a happy ending, this one is for you.

Tyler and Sage are freshly out of college and still learning how to be relatively good adults, paying bills, taking care of themselves, etc etc. There's just one little thing, both of them are hopelessly into each other, much to the annoyance of their mutual best friend, Aiko, because of how oblivious they are to their own best friend's feelings. The story takes place during a week, showing what the two twenty-one year olds go through during a daily basis leading up to their town's pride event. Unsure about whether to confess their feelings, Aiko convinces the both of them to do so. But are they gonna? Or are they going to back out at the last minute like the times before?

Dad's (Dead) Best Friend: NA/A

My second book, obviously. I published this one this year actually, so it's brand new and ready to read.

Sticking to what I've already done, this has a taste of slice of life, but with a purpose: Finding out what happened to Joan Langdon, the MMC of the book. It's a Dad's Best Friend romance, but with a Corpse Bride esque twist. Keeping to my monsterfucker roots, I went with a zombie x human murder mystery romance with a guaranteed HEA.

Twenty-nine year old freelance editor, Seraphina Horial, doesn't really get out much, living in the shadows of her successful parents and often forcing herself to become a workaholic to pay the bills. Her father's best friend, Joan Langdon, disappeared five years ago without a trace, only to come back into Seraphina's life by climbing out from under a tree in the park. Too exhausted to consider it something straight from a horror movie, she brings him back to her loft close to the edge of the city she lives in, and vows on finding what happened to him, much to his constant disapproval. But when the two get closer to each other, learning things about the other they were never able to talk about when he was alive, Seraphina gets closer to the answer in Joan's case. But what will happen when she finds out what really happened to Joan.

If any of these interested you, consider checking it out in the link in my Writer's Card(Beacons). They're available in Amazon and Barnes & Noble, priced the same, and available with Kindle Unlimited. So if you stayed this long, take a few seconds to at least check it out. I'd appreciate it, even if you don't get anything.

[chaos0pikachu]

so I saw a post that was like “which NC were better kinnporsche or love in the air” and it made me think about sex scenes in BL/GL in general right, so like I know everyone jokes about kinnporsche being the “fuck nasty” show and like it is but it’s also closer to erotica than smut which is what love in the air leans more towards. now before ppl get all twitterpated and shit calm down i’m NOT saying lita is “bad” b/c it’s smutty. smut in general has a bad reputation b/c America is a puritanical society and most smut based romance media (like novels and film) are geared towards women but smut as a sub-genre of romance isn’t inherently a bad thing it’s just A Thing 

my point is there’s a scale when it comes to NC scenes that I’ve noticed especially in more recent years, you have shows that lean more towards erotica - sexually explicit, but also with a focus on sensuality and passion -  and other shows that are like, let’s go to pound town and have fun with it. Both are 100% valid, I don’t think either is “better” than the other they can coexist not everything is a competition

here’s a visual example of what I’m talking about: 

forgive how messy my bisexual graph is but on one end you have Kinnporsche which are on the extreme end of Erotica: there’s nudity, and clear explicit sexual activities happening but there’s also an emphasis on passion, sensuality and emotion. 

Take the infamous handjob scene in KP, yes they fucking nasty in Vegas bathroom rip Vegas taking those L’s but also there’s a focus on the line of Porsche’s waistline, there’s the close up of their faces as they find ecstasy, and the scene doesn’t end in climax but in an embrace with the camera lingering on their emotions. 

In comparison to something like, LITA where the sex is much more straightforward (but no less good or whatever! again this isn’t a competition!!! both work and both are valid) there’s not a LACK of passion in LITA it’s just presented in a more straightforward manner. 

You could argue that the real different between erotica and smut is how pretentious you wanna be and I implore y’all to argue that b/c I love seeing literary ppl get cranky lmaoooooo

Then you have shows like Big Dragon, contains nudity and the music etc it’s going for erotica - personally don’t think it fully accomplished that goal due to editing but it tried! - similarly Moonlight Chicken went for a more erotic and sensually route but kept it very, very tame so it leans more towards that middle section which is like, there’s the acknowledgement of sex happening but that’s kinda it. It’s acknowledged, Dean wants to bone Pharm, Pharm’s shy about it, they bone but it’s extremely non-explicit (which is ALSO fine again no competitions here) meanwhile on the other end of the scale you have shows that lean more towards smut, tharntype falls into this while it’s not nearly as explicit as Check Out or LITA it has That Vibe like if Mame was allowed and if MewGulf were down it probably would’ve been more explicit but overall it was just really horny. 

I forgot to add Cutie Pie into the mix to which I woulda put it probably between UWMA and Moonlight Chicken, it also goes for a more sensual route but keeps things extremely tame in terms of presentation. Like yeah there’s tongue kissing but the energy is pretty tame

anyways

[thenamesblurrito]

Buzzard and Blurr are so cute :) really endearing ans sorta sweet, hope things work out well with em

Im really curious about the twos relationship. Do you have any thoughts you could share behind their dynamic and how they end up getting together? Or headcanons?

Keep up the good work! :D

THANK YOU ANON YOU MADE MY DAY!!!

i will be honest i would also like to know how they get together bc they are uhhhhhh both bad at this whole romantic thing! like i talk about here, they're both bumbling, inexperienced, and having a rude awakening to the concept of demisexuality, so as far as i can tell there is no end in sight to the mutual pining idiots. there's some possibilities but nothing concrete yet

they're a fun ship but first and foremost they are a funNY ship and the funny bits to me are in the pre-get together stage so that's what i think of the most. so! have some tidbits! this is a long post oops but i am NOT putting it under a cut i am making everyone LOOK AT SELF INDULGENCE RAAAGHH I AM KILLING CRINGE!!!

Blurr met Buzzard after being painstakingly transferred to a new, kitbashed frame and having a weird tall stranger show him the trash cube that used to be him with far too much enthusiasm. Buzzard was the one to fish that cube out of the trash as they went spelunking in Cybertron's waste disposal system as Team Purple were on planet to pull off a pet heist (and got more than they bargained for). once everyone realized the cube was a person and was ALIVE, they were also the one to uhhhhhh procure most of the pieces of his new frame, constructed by Knock-out in a back alley deal on Velocitron. Blurr is uncomfortable with how piecemeal and janky this frame is, despite being a close reconstruction of his original, and it takes him a long time to truly realize that Buzzard donated, bought, or outright stole 90% of the parts needed to bring him, a stranger, back to life. it's an odd feeling, to suddenly reckon with the concept that maybe there's more to this junker than picking pockets and being silly

it takes awhile for either of them to really pay attention to the other? like, Blurr has essentially pulled a Jesus, and also maybe unwillingly defected from the Autobots, and is currently "trapped" with a team full of criminals and Decepticons, one of whom was a spy that he spent so long tracking down and got thiiiiiiiis close to discovering her true identity before Longarm sent him off to Earth, so he's understandably got a grudge the size of a planet against Rosanna who is happy to taunt him about it, NOT TO MENTION the awkward, vulnerable, and painful physical therapy of getting used to this new frame and trying to regain his speed and just... being alive again?? sure, Buzzard is tall and weird, but they are the least of his worries in his early days with Team Purple

to be fair, like. for months the only real impression Blurr has of Buzzard is just:

infinite storage booba

that and "tall flightframe with purple parts but NOT a Decepticon???? not even an enemy????" it's something he's still coming to terms with. Gremlin consistently seeking him out to nap on is not helping

it may be easy to assume that Buzzard, having been brought to life by an Allspark shard on Earth, is young and ignorant and stupid and may not even know what love is etc etc. however, they were mentored by the whirlwind romance duo Rum-maj and Wreck-gar, both very invested and also very forthcoming about their own relationship. Buzzard is pretty knowledgeable about what love/romance/sexuality can look like, just from observing them and others around them! no, the mutual pining idiocy isn't from ignorance, it's just twitterpated stupidity 👍

this goes against popular fanon interpretation of Blurr i think, but i like to characterize him as the kind of hypercompetent-but-lame guy who's married to his work, doesn't bother with social skills beyond bare minimum, and isn't so much arrogant/full of himself as he is just impatient and dismissive. he's like a working breed dog. you might think he's hot but he would rather skip an offer of a one night stand in favor of following up on a potential lead or staking out a target's home all night. so Blurr's experience and general overall INTEREST in romance is nil

the fact i have slapped asexuality onto both of them just means they're both extra unprepared to Experience Feelings

it's slow! Buzzard thinks this guy is funny, and kind of sad, and though they never say this they think he could use a friend who won't get impatient with his own frustration. he knows a lot of stuff about Cybertron and Autobots and such that they've never heard before and he can be prompted to give entire lectures about anything, which they soak up, they love learning. Blurr is only mostly irritated by Buzzard being affable, and curious, and dropping odd knickknacks and riffraff into his hands whenever they feel like it. they don't roll their optics or look lost when he gets talking like many people do, and usually even manage to keep up with what he's saying. it's toleration at least!

he doesn't realize it, but it's really the least stressful/antagonistic connection he has with Team Purple so far. Rosanna was a target he was cheated out of uncovering and holds it over his head, Dreadringer is the mysterious captain of this dangerous gang who seems to want to toss everyone out the airlock, Wheelie was an old friend but seeing him so comfortable around these strangers is almost more offputting, Red Alert may be an Autobot but she's also the doctor seeing to his recovery which is hardly pleasant, the multiple Decepticons aboard keep him on edge even if they're nice to him like Voidwander, there's so many utterly absurdly strange people like Necro, or Wreck-gar, or Inferno, or Sky Lynx, or even Beachcomber, etc....

in comparison, Buzzard ends up filling almost a Kronk role to his Yzma as Blurr eventually feels comfortable ranting to them, or relaxing around them, or even skedaddling behind them for protection whenever Shenanigans occur. they're nice to him. it's weird. but it's still one of the biggest reasons why Blurr starts to acclimate to Team Purple, and even start considering himself one of them. without their positive influence, he wouldn't have dealt well with famous Team Purple tidbits like Tito Moto's funeral, Bludgeon deciding to start an official pirate rivalry, Dreadringer's delusions of interning with a god, Crescent's livestreaming career, or The Oil Slick Incident

Buzzard just thinks Blurr is fascinating to be around, in a much nicer way than when he was paranoid and scared of the rest of the team. now he's fitting in! in some corner of their mind, they think of him as another part of the hoard they call a family :3

maybe letting two obsession-prone people who only make friends with other weirdos spend a lot of time around one another was always going to end in a weird tangle of emotions, huh?

now this is of course Buzzard's Iconic Demi Moment, but Blurr has one too:

i firmly believe it's a hallmark- no, a REQUIREMENT that to be an Autobot in TFA you must be repressed. these guys are all touch-starved and alienated from their own wants and needs in favor of serving The Regime. so good luck Blurr you're gonna need it

Buzzard meanwhile is literally scared they're gonna pluck out Blurr's spleen. they keep wanting to be around him, and watch him, and touch him, all of which is normal sure but this is a lot so clearly their subconscious has marked him as a trinket to steal

attempts to explain otherwise generally do not go well

so they just. fail at communicating. they fail at communicating so bad the entire ship knows. even Rosanna gives Blurr tips on flirting. even Gremlin, Buzzard's dearest friend in the world, is giving them the stink-eye for idiocy. they are both still friends, they gravitate towards one another and get invested in what the other enjoys and work well together and just keep growing closer as time goes on, but the awkward, helpless stupidity of Oh My God Feelings turns it into a comedy show for the rest of Team Purple

maybe if Blurr could stop flipping out about the right thing to say and do and be and and and-- then he would relax enough, be confident enough to do something so bold as hold Buzzard's hand. maybe if Buzzard could stop worrying that their preoccupation with him is scary, or unwelcome, or unnatural, or going to upset his place in the team or as their friend, then they would stop feeling dread and start experiencing the joy and giddiness of romance, how it can be a treat for both of them

it's a lot of shenanigans. chicanery. silly falling over one another to just do something nice for the other but not quite knowing how. but they're both earnest. they enjoy one another. they keep coming back to one another

they'll get there eventually. i'll noodle something that fits

fingers crossed

i mean they have to get there eventually or this image won't be canon and i spent a lot of effort figuring out overlapping posing and kibble angles >:(

anyways. i'll leave u with this silly little ship meme (can u believe this image was gonna be my only response til i decided to defy cringe and infodump)

[hyperbali]

lmaooooo im a huge solavellan and youre right!!! his chemistry with rook is just DIFFERENT, i caught it the second they rewarded me for exchanging "verbal jabs" with him (what are we talking about 😏)... also like the power dynamic between both solavellen and solrook is the same hes still a mega powerful god thats manipulating you one way or another 😭😭 solavellen shippers have just had a decade to flanderize the ship to this divine extreme when its exactly as you said; its was *maybe* two years almost decade ago that would ultimately mean nothing to a god. thats part of the flavor and fun (all of this is imo of course)

also ur right about lucanis/neve what in the world were they THINKING with that it obvs should have been neve/bellara

Like, again, I'm not trying to harsh Solavellan vibes here! I like it under the circumstances I described, the idea of cracking an immortal's resolve is SO fun - one of my favourite manga was Immortal Rain (Meteor Methuselah)!

I just personally find what BioWare presented w/o any fanon involved to be a lot more enticing with Rook and Solas rather than with Lavellan and Solas. I am not going to proceed to say that Solavellan is somehow less valid as a result the way I've been seeing it happen with Solrook, lol

It's just like. One of those. 'Let the villain be villainous and stop woobifying them' kind of things

And YES, GOD. I'm sorry but the two of them each find their city far too important and would not leave it on behalf of the other. Just because they're both night owls with coffee addictions does not a solid relationship foundation make

Neve/Bellara on the other hand IMMEDIATELY got me giggly and twitterpated and I need to draw Neve looking lovingly at her AuDHD elf girlfriend while she goes off on a ramble post-haste

@banefulnightstar - I'm also stupid bitter that it's the only pairing that gets any real acknowledgement while also being horrified on behalf of Lavellan for what a "good" ending is supposed to be. Also lmfao la cocaina seal, YES that's exactly the kind of thing I meant

@internalloops - in retrospect you're right, she probably somehow dematerialized into a spirit or something since the implication of that ending is that ~their love is eternal~ or whatever, but that also kinda sucks! No matter how much you love someone, sometimes you need a damn break!

@siuilaruinofthegale - I cannot tell you how incredibly upset I am that if you do not romance one or the other, even if you NEVER bring them out on missions together, you are forced to watch their romance culmination to be able to finish Lucanis' personal quest. It is mandatory. How fucked up is that

[rebel-at-heart713]

✨Let's talk about OCs!✨ How would you describe your OC's personality/aesthetic? What's your favourite thing about them? Tell us a fun fact(s) about your OC or their creation!

I suppose I have to answer this on my main page rather than my writing page (I'll just reblog) @hadesgirl015

I guess I'll talk about Telvelni from "Fire and Runepowder," as she's probably the Tav I've wrote the most for. Beware some spoilers for BG3 and obviously the fanfiction.

The first thing you gotta know about Telvelni, is she is fiercely loyal, almost to a fault. I mean she literally sold her soul to Thymes (we can talk more about him later if you want) to help her clan.

Because of her fierce loyalty was why it hurt so much when Wulbren stole the credit for finding the formula for Runepowder.

Her first thought when she found out what Cazador was planning with Astarion, was that the vampire lord needed to die. (And she's not even dating him, they have a sibling-like relationship). (We might even see something similar with Shadowheart and the House of Grief)

I'm not sure about aesthetic as I'm not even fully sure what that means lol.

The fun fact about her creation: I suppose I got the idea for her during my 6th play through (Tel is my 8/9), when I played a halfling and romanced Gale. I thought it absolutely hilarious/cute seeing a halfling with a human, so I thought it'd be even better if you had a gnome (Even smaller than a halfling) with easily the largest of the main cast Karlach, (I don't really count Halsin as you can't really romance him until Act 3 and that's far too late for me).

So a gnome and Karlach, than I thought, it's sort of cool how some characters are connected to NPCS, like Wyll with Florick and the Fists and obviously his father, and Karlach with Gortash. So I thought it would be cool if this Tav had a connection to NPCs, and that's when I got the idea to make her an Iron Hand Gnome, which worked out perfectly because the Guild Artisan Background was the only one I haven't done/ a major character didn't have.

So now I have a Deep Gnome who is an Iron Hand. Now it was time for class. I have a small fondness for Charisma classes as I love talking my way out of stuff, and I'd already done bard and sorcerer and paladin (which wouldn't make much sense) so than I thought Warlock. Makes sense to me because it felt a little weird to me that the Iron Hand Gnomes seemingly just found the formula for Runepowder that's been missing for centuries, so why not have a someone sell their soul to a patron for it, and too me, a fey just sounded the most fun.

So that's how Telvelni became a Deep Gnome, Fey Warlock, that is a part of the Iron Hand Gnomes, who is madly 'twitterpated' with Karlach.

[gasterkei]

GASTERR idk if uve talked about it but wat would pepperman and pizzaheads dynamic be like... if they wre both with jesteroni at the same time. ^_^ im just couriousss

HI EMMET!! thanks for the question!! no, i haven't talked about this before

honestly, i haven't really thought too hard about it (because i'm not much of an ideas person) but i feel like pizzahead would be pretty chill about pepperman and jesteroni !! alternatively, he could find it endearing or even amusing that his little jaybird has been twitterpated by the pepper 🤭 though, i kinda don't see pepperman being as easygoing about it... not at first, anyway.

i dunno, i'm a simple guy... i just like to think about them both cuddling jesteroni sometimes 😊

sorry this doesn't really answer your question in a satisfying way :P