#ace je anon

[elias-rights]

Only coming here to complain about M*rtin but. "Let's get our murder on" sounds so gross and tactless. i know it's the apocalypse but this is just an awful way to behave.

-ace je anon

Martin is very black-and-white in his thinking and has been since the start, by which I mean back when he was well-written and I liked him. Sometimes that was a strength (spiders are environmentally important, so you cannot kill them; Jon is a good person, so Tim cannot accuse him), but more often than not, especially in later episodes, it is his greatest flaw.

The police are there to keep the peace, so how could they be criminals? Avatars are bad, so getting our murder on isn't even a question. I don't want my boyfriend to stop being my boyfriend, and I don't want to die, so I won't even consider his viewpoint with the fate of several realities at stake. Elias is my enemy, so anyone who isn't his ally is probably my friend. Many more examples exist. I think this is one of his core traits and accounts for many occasions in which he doesn't have patience for Jon's attempts to explain very complex realities.

[eustasskidagenda]

Hi, I dunno if it's the case or not, but maybe u have some pegging HCs for Sanji, Kidd, Law & Ace, I'm so obsessed with this kink orz. Tyyy! Anon or not, I don't mind.

Hello! I must admit it was quite challenging to write this, because I never thought about how they would act in this situation. I tried not to detail that much for Kid bc I also have to write an OS with Kid+pegging and I'll develop more of my thoughts in this fic. Anyway, I hope the result will match your expectations, thank you for requesting. ☆

☆Pegging HCs for Sanji, Kid, Law & Ace

CW : g/n reader, MDNI, smut, pegging, Kid is cursing obviously, oral sex (Sanji receiving), rough sex, gentle sex, hair pulling, rimming (Sanji, Law receiving) , fingering (Sanji , Law,  Ace, receiving), slight dirty talk, praises. Let me know if I forgot something

WC : 1,9k

Sanji

Well, it's Sanji we're talking about. As long as you don't ask him a threesome with Zoro or to inflict you any kind of pain, he's willing to try and do everything for the sake of making you smile. He doesn't care about what people think and say.

Please, don't go for the biggest size, he has never done that before. He will choose it with you, just to make sure it’s the perfect size. He's likely a little agitated because he's a huge soft boy, but it's fine, he trusts you. 

"Are you sure the door is locked?" 

There's no way for him to be caught.

Sanji is fond of holding your hands, kissing you softly, and looking at you with pure adoration in his eyes, even when he's rough. He expects you to do the same. Take your time to explore his entire body. Kiss his neck, run your fingers through his hair, feel the softness of his hair, and squish on his nipples. That's what causes shivers to run down his spine.

Prepare yourself to hear the most delightful moans and whines when you begin to stroke his cock while rimming and fingering his hole. Sanji is a whiny mess; he just can't control how good it actually feels. His cock is hard, almost painfully hard as he praises you for the good job you're doing. 

If you ask him, he prefers to see your face and eyes, but if you want, he doesn't mind being on all fours or whatever. 

Please let him rest on his back, with his beautiful, strong legs wrapped around your waist. He will ask you to hold his hand, fingers tightly entwined as you start to push the dildo  covered of lube inside him. Imagine him moaning loudly with completely red cheeks as he indulges in a whole world of new sensations. It feels so good, he can't help but start begging for more, harder, and faster. The feeling of your skin against his, your wet kisses, gentle touch, and firm grip on his legs or hips is too much for this poor man. "Plus fort, je t'en prie." (Harder, please) Will come fast and hard.

During the aftercare, you have to keep him back from running into the kitchen to cook something for you. Just hold him tightly and hug/praise him for how good he was. He needs reassurance and to make sure you had a good time too.

And then, he'll run into the kitchen anyway.

Kid

Kid is not against pegging. He's being portrayed as a punk, and punks like nonconformism. So maybe the society is not really open-minded about pegging, but Kid doesn't give a damn. If he wants to do something, then he'll do it. He doesn't believe in gender roles. 

However, Kid cares way too much about his reputation and he knows it could ruin all his notoriety, so he really has to trust you to let you peg him. It will only happen after a certain time in your relationship because Kid is slow to both open-up and offer his trust: he has been betrayed so many times, he's just unable to take his guard off immediately.

You better take the bigger size, he's not a pussy. If you try to choose a normal or less size, he's so pissed off. "You really think I can't take it? Ugh, fuck off, I won’t do it."

It doesn't matter if you're pegging him: he's still the same stubborn hot-headed mess. If you give him an order, he'll get mad. You should use your hands to gently guide him if you need him to spread his legs or roll onto his stomach because words won't work. Like "Kid, please spread your legs" And his only answer is an angry scowl and low grunt. But if you use your hands then… he’ll comply.

And let's say the view is quite interesting, because Kid is named Eust-ass for a reason. His booty is incredibly juicy. It's a gift to see his beautiful body being offered to you. He probably prefers lying on his back because he rarely uses his robotic limb in bed. It's easier to stay still or just breathe if he can remain on his back.

"Ugh, I don't need lube, nor rimming, nor fingering, I'm not a wimp"

He’s a liar. Please use lube.

Kid is the king of low grunts, growls, and shaky breath whenever he fucks you. If you peg him, if it feels too good, maybe you'll hear him moaning. Moans that are really low and husky.  Do not dare make a comment about his moans, or you'll never hear them again.

He likes rough sex, so go ahead and bite him or pull on his hair. He will secretly enjoy it. As he loves leaving marks on your body, he also likes when you do the same. But do not dare to humiliate him by calling him a good pet, slut, or whatever because it is not okay in his book. No one can humiliate him and if you try, the mood is just ruined. Do not try to control his orgasm or whatever. His only answer would be to show you his manicured middle finger.

If you start to praise him for how amazing his ass is or how well he's taking you, he gets totally flustered. If he's lying on his back with his hair spread out around the pillow, you can take a look at his red cheeks in embarrassment. "Shut up."

When he's all flustered and flushed, he's so cute. He's just not used to being praised, so he doesn't know how to react.

Regardless, rest assured that he will enjoy every second of this moment. He feels nervous at the end because he can't help but overthink the idea of being betrayed. Just reassure him and he'll let you rest your head on his chest.

And sure, he'll make sure to fuck you hard later. Whatever you give it to him, he will give it to you harder.

Law

Well, Law is a little more complicated. Sure, he's not totally against the whole idea, but as Kid, he's really slow to open up, and winning his trust is not an easy task. Of course, he knows where his prostate is. He's not stupid and is perfectly aware of how the anatomy works. He's literally a doctor. But that doesn't change the fact that he's aloof and distrustful. 

The first time you talk about your fantasies of pegging him, it's too sudden and off guard, so the answer is automatically "no." He can't take a decision without taking some time to think about it. After that, he becomes somewhat suspicious. To take things slowly is the best thing you can do. Don't rush him or he won't accept.

The idea will slowly but surely make its way through his mind. Of course, you don't know what's going on in his mind. 

(If you wanna know : he's searching for the perfect dildo without telling you anything.)

One day, you're in bed together and he suddenly shows you the dildo he bought. "Hey, y/n-ya, do you still want to try this thing called pegging?" 

He is secretly hoping that you forget about your fantasies.

When you say 'yes', he thinks he's totally doomed, but it's fine. He's willing to at least try. 

Law is completely flustered if you ask him to lay on his back. He will always turn his head to avoid crossing your gaze. Imagine him with soft red cheeks. And if he is on his stomach or on all fours, maybe he will feel a little more comfortable and relaxed because you can't see his reactions. Despite this, he's also nervous because he's unable to closely observe what you're doing. And this man is so stressed, he likes to have the control all the time. 

"Don't forget the lube y/n-ya.", "you know, even if it's a toy, you have to put a condom on" He can't help but guide you. He must feel in control even in this situation, otherwise, he will overthink and you will never be able to enter even one finger inside him.

Ho honestly wants to 'room, shambles' and disappear while you trace his tattoos with your fingers, pinch his nipples, and leave a trail of hot kiss along his happy trail. Law is always tensed and stressed, so he needs a lot of gentle touch to relax enough. The best thing you can do for him is to suck his cock while fingering him, or even rimming. He's so embarrassed, but it feels good. He can't lie.

When you finally enter him, he doesn't moan or grow, he's all about low, deep, husky breaths. It feels good, the toy is hitting his g-spot with each thrust. The moment you glance at him, he wants to bury his head under the pillow. His hair is messy and he is beautiful, with his eyes flashing of both annoyance and pleasure. 

"Does it feel good to be fucked in the ass?" 

Law.exe has ceased to function.

He's going to end up with his legs wrapped around your waist, pressing his feet against your back to force you to move faster and harder. You can sense his legs shaking with pleasure. If you play with his nipples or stroke his cock, it's over, he won't hold back.

Again, he's so embarrassed with his belly covered in his own semen. He just wants to disappear. And he would never admit he loved every single one from this moment. 

If you want to peg him again, you'll have to take the initiative. 

"Ugh fine, y/n-ya, we can do it again." He'll pretend to be doing a great favor to you (he's a great actor).

Ace

Ace, like Sanji, is willing to try almost anything for you because he's a sweetheart. Actually, the only problem is that he doesn't know what 'pegging' means. His first reaction is to ask Marco what it means, as he doesn't want to look foolish in front of you. As soon as he knows, well... 

"Hey y/n, you want to peg me?" Out of nowhere, in the middle of the dinner. He's impulsive, he can't keep his thoughts to himself, so hey, deal with it.

No matter what you ask, he will do it. But don't choose the biggest size because poor Ace can't figure out how something that big could fit inside his body.

Ace is playful, so what's going to happen is not a big deal for him. He wants to laugh with you while you put your strap on, and will make random comments while you thrust your fingers in and out his ass. "Remember when I burst into flames the first time we fucked? Hope it won't again."

Damn, you hope as well.

He's a cutie with his freckled cheeks completely red.

As your figure looms over his body, he can't help but think you're absolutely beautiful. He feels so lucky to have you by his side and to feel comfortable with you. How could a good thing happen to him? He is not worthy of you. His eyes are filled with pure admiration and love for you. And a spark of amusement, obviously.

Loud moans, he doesn't care if he's being noisy. Hair is totally messy on the pillow. Shaking legs and shaky breaths.

His voice is beautiful and soft as he moans.

If you give it to him harder, his cock will remain painfully hard.

Of course, he is capable of controlling his DF, but the sensations are too unfamiliar and overwhelming." Whoops, I burned the bedsheets" with a cute laugh. That was your favorite bedsheet, but you can't be mad at him, he's so adorable.

Will ask you the permission to cum because he's a good boy. 

And totally willing to be pegged again. 

Ace's goofiness will make Marco know everything. "Marco, I did this thing called 'pegging' and it's amazing. Have you already given this a shot? You should try!"

Poor Marco, leave him alone, he cares about his privacy.

[idkfitememate]

Others songs !!! Because I have A LOT

PRIDE. - Kendrick Lamar (second fav song here)

Love's gonna get you kill

But pride's gonna be the death of you, and you and me

And you, and you, and you and me

And you, and you, and you and me

And you, and you, and you and me, and-

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

In another life, I surely was there

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

I care, I care

(+my fav moment)

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

In another life, I surely was there

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

I care, I care

Maybe I wasn't there (We saw you first)

Maybe I wasn't there (I saw you first)

Maybe I wasn't there (I saw you first)

Maybe I wasn't there

Unsweetened Lemonade - Amélie Farren (I miss yellow color so much..)

My eyes are made of acid, and my tongue is sharp with spite

Attention whore with too much pride, there's no one I wouldn't fight

I don't like confrontation, but I'm staring at the sun

I won't quit until my eyes go red, I'll finish what's begun

I fucked the reaper 'cause I knew my time was coming, can't you see ?

I was either gonna die at 12 or 90 fucking three

I'd do anything for 20 bucks, I'd sell my sour soul

'Cause lemonade is bitter, 'til you sweeten up the bowl

I'm sitting in the bathroom, I'm crying citrus tears

Everything I used to love, decayed over the years

Dépassé - Nuit Incolore (French song guyss)

Dépassé par le temps

J'ai besoin de prendre l'air

Regard noir dans le vide

Je dévisage ce qu'il reste de mon avenir

Mes souvenirs deviennent liquides

Je voudrais en quitter le navire

Et finalement, j'en perds mon temps

Comment puis-je perdre autant ?

Le vent se lève, j'tenterais d'être un survivant

Au bout d'mes lèvres, les mots m'attendent

Ils se serrent, mais jamais n'tombent

Au fond de moi, je suis fait de catacombes

J'ai le chronomètre dans la tête

Combien de rêve me faudra-t-il pour que les heures s'arrêtent ?

J'suis dépassé par le temps

Je ne pense plus comme avant

J'ai besoin de prendre l'air

J'veux rejoindre la lumière

Je me nourris de distance

Pour sentir mon existence

J'ai besoin de me distraire

Mais j'suis au fond de l'enfer

J'suis dépassé par le temps

J'ai besoin de prendre l'air

J'veux rejoindre la lumière

Anyone want a french song only part ???

-🦝anon

Bro you’re making me run outta artists I don’t listen to a lot of people holy shit-

Also I’d love to see some French songs-

SAME. TW. AND. CW. AS. BEFORE!!!!!

My Body’s Made of Crushed Little Stars - Mitski

I better ace that interview

I better ace that interview

I should tell them that I'm not afraid to die

I better ace that interview

Uh

I work better under a deadline

I work better under a deadline

I pick an age when I'm gonna disappear

Until then, I can try again

Until then, I can try again

Kill me, Jerusalem

Kill me, Jerusalem

Kill me, Jerusalem

Go and kill me

Child Psychology - Black Box Recorder

At that time, she stopped what she was doing

She stopped playing

She stared, she had the facial grimacing

And then the psychiatrist was saying

"Julie, Julie, can you hear me?

Can you open your eyes?

Can you stick out your tongue?"

And all of a sudden, Julie struck out

The November day I came home

The Christmas decorations were already up

Spray on snow, coloured flashing lights

And an artificial tree that played Silent Night

Over and over again

My parents welcomed me with loving arms

But within an hour were back at each others throats

Normal, happy childhood back on course

Batteries not included

Life is unfair

Kill yourself or get over it

Life is unfair

Kill yourself or get over it

Life is unfair

Kill yourself or get over it

Life is unfair

Kill yourself or get over it

Hansel - Sodikken

Finally, a party just for me

In contrast with those attending, I'm quite happy

Like your brain's hard drives just installed sympathy

Judging by how much you cry, it's like you're draining your eyes

Got in candy land, I paid the entrance fee

Good thing no one tried to stop me through my self-injury spree

People, please, you should be smiling

If ya cared that much, should've showed love 'fore I became a piece of meat

Hey, come on, let's up the vibrancy

I want some sort of balloons and your tears can be the confetti

Gone from living feces to your priority

Funny how much more you notice something that you can't see

A whole garden on flowers and my name etched on a rock

All this could've been avoided, all I wanted was to talk

Now I've been appointed, as your new king, I decree

That it's too late to start caring about me

[aswebothshook]

I miss Desmond Miles ...

Moi aussi!!!

[onestepbackwards]

Ace Anon

Every time I see something that comes from Jes I have to mentally prepare myself for (jes, you keep doing what you because it's making you happy whatever the heck that is what you are doing)

I was just thinking to myself that my dumbass would just eat one of those

Me finding some nice chocolate that has this funky ingredient. I'm probably not allergic. YOLO Down the Hatch.

Ingo who has caught up to me. reads what it has and proceeds to flip out because he knows me enough to know that I would never.

Ingo: wanting to kill everyone in the room but deciding to focus on what is really important right now: YOU NEED TO THROW UP RIGHT NOW!

Me: uhhhH? ( rapidly getting very overwhelmed)

Ingo: TRUST ME

Me: Attempt to throw up while Ingo telling me what's going to happen to me while trying to guide me to a safe place

Me: realize right about now that I would rather be dead than deal with this as it turns out no matter how hard I try I'm still feeling the effects.

Me: and I'm absolutely hating every single last second of it I feel so hot my head is practically burning my head feels so light and I can't get enough oxygen and I hear the beating of my own heart and and there's pressure that just keeps whining itself more and more inside my gut. I feel so wet wet and sticky and sticky and wet.

Me: INgooooo make ittt stop

Ingo: if I try making it stop in the more traditional manner wouldn't talk to me ever again

Me:ahbbbg (lay the coat down on me)

Ingo: Tries to figure out how to treat it without doing the deed. No matter how lovely that expression is he can see how horrified I am and wildly uncomfortable.

(Alternate take where he's the one that ends up eating one but he barely changes at all because that's his near constant state of being.

God accidentally eating aphrodisiacs sounds like a NIGHTMARE Like on purpose is one thing, but on accident?? Once I ate some gummies that I shouldn't have, not knowing they were a certain type of edible. I was in hell for over an hour lmao. Ingo though, would try and protect you, make you sick so you can purge the stuff from your body. He'd probably make you drink a ton of water if you couldn't get it out of your body in time. The best way to help get things out is drinking a lot of water imo. Ingo though would take it like a champ once he realizes what he ate. He would probably go take a loooong shower lmao

[all-chickens-are-trans]

Please tell me more about your version of Torte

oh anon my beloved, where do I even START 😅

(ich hoffe, es ist okay, wenn ich auf deutsch schreibe? ist irgendwie einfacher)

Also. Zuallererst will ich sagen, dass der Großteil von dwh in meinem Kopf inzwischen sehr anders ist als der canon - also immer noch canon compliant, aber ich hab halt literally die letzten hmm. fünf Jahre?? Damit verbracht, mir da ein komplettes eigenes Universum aufzubauen?? xD Viel davon findet sich auch auf meinem Blog. Die Kurzzusammenfassung davon ist: Sie sind alle super queer, und auch alle irgendwie mehr oder weniger ineinander verliebt, und Torte ist der token straight cis guy. Dachte ich ganz lange.

Bis ich dann irgendwann so war - und was wenn nicht? Was, wenn alle von Tortes friends, alle Hühner und Pygmäen, im Laufe ihrer Teenager-Zeit das eine oder andere coming out haben (Melli und Willi sind beide bi, Stevie ist ne lesbische trans Frau, Sprotte und Fred haben beide ein weirdes gender und Sprotte ist irgendwie ace vielleicht und Fred steht auch auf Männer und sie sind polyam, Frieda ist pan und Trude vielleicht auch, oder vielleicht steht sie auch nicht so auf Labels, aber dafür auf Wilma, und auch immer noch auf Melanie usw usw.) und Torte immer außen vor bleibt, aber dann mit Mitte 20 oder so merkt. Moment mal. Vielleicht ist jetzt der perfekte Zeitpunkt für eine Sexualitätskrise.

Torte liebt halt Frauen. Immer schon. Übertrieben. Und Torte kann nicht gut Single sein, konnte er noch nie, nicht seit Frieda, und hey, er ist zwar ein Sprücheklopfer, aber er hat auch irgendwie einen gewissen Charme, also gibt's genug Mädchen und später Frauen, die er daten kann. Und wenn er ohne Pause Frauen datet, dann muss er nie drüber nachdenken, ob es auch noch andere Optionen gibt. Also z.B. auch mal ne Weile niemanden daten. Oder einen Mann.

Mein (erwachsener) Torte ist ein eher einsamer, trotz Extrovertiertheit. Ich stell ihn mir immer vor als einen, der ewig seiner Kindheit nachtrauert und sie nicht loslassen kann, weil er nie wieder was findet, was ihm so viel bedeutet wie die Bande und die Freundschaften von damals. Und dann landet er in einem popeligen BWL-Studium, weil sein Vater es so will und weil ihm nichts besseres einfällt, und ist umgeben von Schnöseln und Prolls, die nie ein Baumhaus gebaut haben, nie einen Bandenschwur geleistet haben, die wahrscheinlich noch nicht mal je ein echtes Huhn in der Hand gehalten haben. Und Torte kann mit nichts von denen wirklich was anfangen. Die Freundschaften sind alle oberflächlich, die Beziehungen haben ein immer kürzeres Ablaufdatum, irgendwie ist der Wurm drin.

Und dann gibt es zig Versionen davon, wie es bei Torte click macht.

Vielleicht ist in seinem BWL-Studium dieser Typ, Jochen, der ihn absolut fertig macht - der glattgeleckteste Schnösel von allen, Stock im Arsch bis zum Geht-nicht-mehr und Tortes Erzfeind in jedem Seminar, weil der Typ ja einfach mal so gar keine Ahnung hat, wovon er redet. Aber leider halt auch unverschämt heiß, und wie das halt so läuft mit enemies to lovers, vielleicht löst sich die ganze Tension auch irgendwann mal nicht im Streit. ;)

Vielleicht fängt Torte aber auch eine Neben-Karriere als DJ an, weil sein Studium ihn zu Tode langweilt. Und vielleicht legt er am allerliebsten Pop Trash und 80er-2000er auf, und das kommt halt auf queeren Partys und in schwulen Clubs am besten an, und vielleicht kommt Torte da auch gut an, ein blondgelockter Twink, der überhaupt nix dagegen hat, für seine Gigs extra enge Oberteile zu tragen, um den ein oder anderen Drink ausgegeben zu bekommen.

Oder vielleicht, und das ist eigentlich der Anfang und das Ende von allem, vielleicht ist da auch Willi. Willi, der mit fünfzehn den anderen Pygmäen mit zusammengepressten Lippen erzählt hat, dass er Ricky aus der Parallelklasse geküsst hat. Willi, der mit siebzehn von zu Hause abhaut, so wie er immer gesagt hat, aufs Meer - aber Torte hat ihm das nie so ganz geglaubt, und als Willi plötzlich weg ist, ist er wütend, und enttäuscht, und kann es ihm nie ganz verzeihen. Willi, der irgendwann Jahre später plötzlich wieder in Tortes Leben auftaucht, vielleicht sogar in dem Club, in dem Torte auflegt, und. Es ist so kompliziert zwischen ihnen, aber vielleicht auch nicht, und vielleicht ist es die dümmste Idee, die sie je hatten, aber vielleicht auch nicht, als sie zusammen im Bett landen. Friends with Benefits. Eigentlich. Aber eigentlich sind da auch Gefühle mit im Spiel, aber vielleicht ignorieren sie die auch einfach, weil es ja schon kompliziert genug ist zwischen ihnen. (Wer weiß, vielleicht sind da auf Willis Seite sogar ganz lange schon Gefühle für Torte, aber das ist Jahre her, darüber ist er längst hinweg. Denkt er. Sagt er sich.)

So oder so, Torte ist nicht straight, und Torte liebt seine Freunde, vielleicht auch so, dass er gar nicht immer sagen kann auf welche Art, und Torte ist chaotisch und hat (undiagnostizierte) ADHS, und er ist ein bisschen ein Macker, aber auf ne charmante Art, und er ist oft traurig, aber Humor ist seine Waffe gegen alles, also merkt man es ihm nicht immer an. Und vor allem weiß Torte nie, wo es im Leben hingehen soll, weil er meist zu beschäftigt ist damit, zurückzuschauen als nach vorne, aber es ist okay. Er ist nicht allein. Er findet schon einen Weg. <3

(und jetzt muss ich weinen gehen, weil ich ihn so sehr liebe. Aaaaah)

(ich tagge inzwischen recht gründlich, auf meinem Blog sollten viele Torte Posts auch mit #torte getaggt sein. Ich würde auch verlinken, aber tumblr lässt mich grade nicht :/ )

[helyiios]

Jpp de te voir thirst autant sur Lionnel Astier :')) T'sais je suis ace, du coup j'ai l'impression d'être genre une scientifique qui étudie une espèce différente :')) Après je taquine mais j'suis mal placée pour parler, j'ai fait la même la dernière fois que j'ai maté Star Wars je pausais toutes les trois secondes pour m'offusquer que les acteurs aient l'air extrêmement classe 😔 (I mean capes and cloaks and shit, come on, anyone looks so much better in a cool cape right??)

Sinon je t'aurais bien envoyé un petit sketch de Yoosung que j'ai fait l'autre jour mais comme je suis timide il est pas assez beau pour justifier de passer off anon, on verra quand j'aurai un vrai truc propre haha

- ☂️

Ah mais tkt, du haut de mon aro ace ass je suis personne pour juger lmfao 😭

(Les mecs avec des capes c’est classe no questions asked t’as eu RAISON. Edna nous en voudrait mais les capes. C’est la vie. C’est classe ! C’est élégant ! Should be brought back into fashion tbh.)

oh mais c’est adorable ça omg!! hâte de voir ça si jamais!!!

[anerstellae]

Juste une question,

Es tu majeur ? et si oui, quelle est ton opinion sur le smut ?

Sinon, est ce que tu aimes les chiens ? C'est quoi ta couleur préférée ? Ton trope préféré dans les fanfics ?

🎅🎅🎅 secrètement tien,

Mx S.

Je suis encore mineur, mais de toute façon je suis ace donc ça m'intéresse pas trop ah ah !

Oui, j'adore les chiens, les gros chiens !

Euh je dirais le jaune et le vert ? J'en ai pas vraiment

J'ai fait des recherches mais j'arrive pas à trouver ce que veut dire trope 😅 je suis nul en "langage Internet"

Au fait, raconte moi un peu comment tu vas gentil.le anon ?

[hollowmoonvalley]

Ros reaction to MC saying "I love you" during climax. A classic spicy ask.

Dang anon, wanting to get right to it-

Ase: Like most of his reactions, overwhelmed. Might even stop just to stare at Mc incredulously. If it wasn’t for his bright red face and dilated eyes, it could be mistaken that he heard something else entirely.

Chevy: Immediately gets right up by Mc’s ear and says the same, voice rough and hoarse. Lots of possessive markings and snuggling into their neck as well, she’ll make sure that everyone knows that they belong to each other.

Isa: A small, guileless smile with bright eyes lidded with joy. “Je t’adore. Mon cœur bat pour toi.” A gentle kiss on the forehead. (I adore/love you. My heart beats for you.) (Yes he’s ace but don’t mean he won’t help Mc get there even if he doesn’t-)

Noah: Heart a flutterin’- can’t help but express his own love and adoration in other ways than just words. While he doesn’t want to make it a habit, he’ll call in sick the next day. Mc might have to do the same, unless they’re alright with working sore all day.

Polly: Will somehow tell Mc that she loves them as well in a hundred different ways; soft whispers, a caress on the cheek, deeper kisses, lingering love-bites. (If anything, she has a lot of scarves that Mc can borrow-)

Satomi: The evilest fking grin- the same smile she has when she’s won, and conquered. Of course she won’t say it back though, but Mc might actually wake up next to her for once.

[marma-the-goblin]

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[elias-rights]

(re: tma getting popularity as a gay romance rather than horror tragedy) I've seen someone praising jm because "the gay is not a part of the horror" (specifcally contrasting it with hannigram and other gay horror ships) and I wanted to pull my hair out, wondering how many other people thought the same way. If you want the romance to be an escape from the horror, why are you consuming horror in the first place? Just go consume romance smh.

-ace je anon (answer at your leisure)

Oof. I think it's better than saying TMA buries its gays*, at least.

...Thinking about it, maybe the author was so worried about avoiding homophobic tropes that he ended up shying away from anything remotely like them when the issue isn't the mere neutral fact of a gay relationship being unhealthy or a queer character dying; it's in the narrative framing.

[girafeduvexin]

Je ne sais pas si ça t'intéresse mais au cas où: Antoine Daniel a joué à Ace Attorney sur twitch, il vient de mettre en ligne la première vod sur YouTube :)

:D :D ÇA M'INTÉRESSE DE OUF je vais tellement me faire ça ce soir, merciiiii anon !!!!!

[sophiexwrites]

ok, hear hear me out: a child of aphrodite that is ace/aro/both. ill prob write this myself at some point but i wanna read your take (btw i think i accidentally sent this same question to your main non-writing blog so sorry if it looks familar)

This is such a great idea, I love it: check out @troopy-writes-kinda, the asker's writing blog, if you want to see more ideas like it in the future (shameless friend plug, if that's okay)!

Cari in Camp Half Blood (please suggest a better title)

Setting: CHB, practically canon, no major differences

“And here’s the Hermes cabin, where you’ll be staying until you’re claimed.” I waved towards the cabin, a small smile on my face as I remember my time there. “If you need me, I’ll be in the Aphrodite cabin — just come on over and I’ll sort it all out. But don’t worry!” I saw the expression on the young boy’s face and rushed to reassure him. “They’re all great people, I’m sure you’ll make loads of new friends. And if somehow you don’t,” I shrugged, pale cotton of my dress rubbing against my wide shoulders, “then you still have me. Okay?”

“Okay.” Kyle replied, a small smile on his face, before wandering into the cabin. A roar came from inside and I imagined him being greeted by 10 different people, all smiling and joking to make him feel at home. The thought made me smile with them, as I wandered back to my cabin.

“Cari!” I heard the rush of pebbles on the path; a smiling face threw themselves into my vision. “Cari, you’re back from school!”

“An hour or two?!” Sarah muttered under her breath, cursing the gods for letting her spend so long in the forge. “I need to make a watch that will last through all the heat...”

“What have you been working on instead?”

“Oh, just a gift.”

“A gift?” I was interested now, Sarah didn’t make things for others everyday. “Who for?”

“Sam.” She mumbled, and I nodded quietly. She’d told me of Sam before, a longtime crush who seemed blind to any advances. Honestly? I could see myself reacting the same way - I’d never understood or felt love as more than platonic, especially not for me.

“Ah.” I bit my lip, because this was when our conversations always became awkward.

“Anyhow...” Sarah wasn’t blind or insensitive, she knew to change the subject. “I’ll see you at dinner, okay? And be nice to us when you do cabin checks!” She rushed off with a wink and some finger guns, already putting her goggles back on. It wasn’t uncommon for people to come up to me as I walked around camp, I had a reputation for being a friend and advice giver. Frankly, I enjoyed it and the purpose it gave me... what else was a child of Aphrodite supposed to do except from deal with love, even if all she could do was with the platonic?

I wandered through the pink door and remembered that maybe not everyone liked me. It wasn’t my siblings that disliked me, of course not - they loved my identity, because it was a part of me. I suppose the fact that I was no competition for a crush helps too. Our cabin was neat as ever, apart from the space under our beds, with the same cloying scent of perfume that stuck to us each time we left; same pastel pink walls and lacy curtains; the same blue, pink and green colour scheme. Everything was the same, if you ignored the white marble statue hogging the space beside my bed.

"Where did that come from?" I asked, looking around to Lacy, one of my youngest sisters and the only other one there. She stayed year round, so she probably saw it arrive.

“Not sure, it just turned up one day.” She shrugged, putting her magazine away. I glanced over her shoulder, there were some really cool dresses in there. “It’s definitely a statue of mother, though, and we tried to move it but...” The girl trailed off, pushing against the statue with no result. I wandered after her, shoving my bag under the bed with a sigh. As I knelt down to do so, however, I noticed an inscription on the pedestal.

“Lacy, have you seen this?” I asked, having her kneel beside me. It crumpled her outfit, but she didn’t seem to mind at all.

“No? I don’t think so, it’s not like we checked under your bed or anything.” 

“Okay.” I bit my lip, slightly annoyed. Here was some mysterious writing, hidden in shadow that made it illegible. “Will you help me move my bed?”

“I’m not sure we’re allowed...”

I stopped myself from rolling my eyes. She was sweet, but always a little afraid. “We can move it back afterwards, don’t worry.” Lacy nodded, after a glance behind her, and I counted down for the haul. 

“On three, okay? One, two...” We braced ourselves, because the bed surely wouldn’t be light. “Three!” We heaved, staggering because the bed was... somehow incredibly light? 

“Woah!” Lacy gasped, adjusting her grip as we carried the bed into the middle of the room. “That’s freakishly light.”

“Yeah.” I replied, shocked but not fully listening. With the bed cleared, I only had to ignore my dusty mess to see the inscription. And it was... French?

“‘Tu es ma fille; je t'aime’? What does that mean?” Lacy asked with a terrible accent, looking towards me. I studied French in school; only a weak effort to impress our mother and feel more like her child. She’d claimed me three years ago, sure, but it seemed reluctant. Aphrodite’s sign had been faint, and there was no stunning makeover like all my siblings had. Just plain, boring Cari, tall and heavily built with clumsy hands. Speaking of which, my hand shook on its way to cover my mouth, eyes watering in surprise. 

“I-it means...” I swallowed and removed my hand, letting the tears roll down my face. “’You are my daughter; I love you.’” That was a message to me? From my  mother? Saying... she loved me? I had to read it again to be sure, wiping away the tears of joy and relief and straight up emotion that ran through me, the acceptance and validation dragging the crushing weight from my chest. 

“Oh, Cari! I’m so happy for you!” Lacy squealed, arms wrapped around my waist in a hug, head barely reaching my collarbone. “Are you happy too?”

“Yes.” I breathed, inhaling and exhaling with the most glorious ease. “Yes, I am.”

I had to let someone else do cabin checks that night.

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Please tell me if you liked that! I’m not ace/aro so all I’ve written about it is from research, I hope I didn’t get anything wrong or offend anyone. If I did, please tell me (only if you feel comfortable ofc) via comment/ reblog/ message/ ask (anon is on)/ literally anything, because I’ll do my best to correct it. Same goes for the French: I used two online translators but I don’t know if they’re correct. Last but not least, I had She-Ra’s Scorpia in mind for Cari’s physical build, because I’m on Season 4 and am obsessed and Scorpia’s my favourite character (and I wonder where I got Kyle’s name from, huh?). Thanks for reading!

[ackermans-freedom-inc]

Hey miel😊🍯, just wanted to get some news about you and talking about my exams and yours, i hope everything’s going fine for you. I’m so glad it’s almost over for us and i did well for now, and in 2 weeks, it’s my english exam and I’m feeling pretty confident, not gonna lie😅 Xo😘 (Ps: i just finished a new draw and guess what, it’s Levi. I drew him almost 10 times now, I’m proud hihi)

Français time🇫🇷: “You’re such adorable and really talented Suz:)” > “Tu es tellement adorable et vraiment talentueuse Suz:)”

(Ps: for you thirsty Thursday, tell me if you want some translations, cause in french it’s..really spicy too;)

-🍯-

:0 MY HONEY ANON!! ur welcome to do any translations if you like!!!!! just tag me in the post when u post the French version and I WILL SCREAM!!! 

YOU DRAW LEVI?!!? ur so talented!!! 

and your English is so great!! I have the most confidence in your ability to ace your exam!!! 

I am SWOONING AND CRYING over u teaching me French my honey anon JE T’AIME

[onestepbackwards]

Zed, can you please not die via self aware au? You’re my comfort blog and I’d miss you 🥺

Bite anon would miss you!

Size anon would miss you!

Ace anon would lost without you!

And Jes would be a wreck without you.

(Not me sounding like Patrick from that one episode of SpongeBob where he leaves to live with the jellies.)

...I’m a comfort blog? 👉👈

Hdkshdkabjddn

No worries! I will not die from the self aware kidnapped writer au

Now my general health, on the other hand... /j

[animelle]

I just wanted to say thank you to all the nice people in my asks last night!!! I got an extremely disgusting anon, but this community is such a ray of sunshine I love you all!! I want to post the asks to put in my happy tag to have for later because I like keeping those things! So I’m going to put them under the read more c:

anonymous said:  the only possible reason i could ever imagine someone sending that is out of some harmful jealousy due to how kind and well loved you are. i hope you recieve plenty of love and positivity to make up for such a horrible message, i cannot believe some people cannot come up with anything better to do. or at all constructive. hope you take care and have a lovely day tomorrow. youre really a pillar of light amongst so many blogs on this site and in the ac community, and deserve only kindness for it

anonymous said:  hey, i've been following you for literal years. you've been nothing but lovely in what you post and how you talk to others. when you became more active again, it brought me so much happiness! you're just a treasure to have around and i hope you're around for a long time~

anonymous said:  That was very mean and disgusting and I am very very sorry that someone could be that nasty. Here's a lil bee in a garden ☁️ ☁️ 🌞 ☁️ ☁️ ☁️ 🌻🌻 🌻🌻🌻🌿 🌻🐝🌻 🌿 🌻🌻🌻🌻🌿🌻🌻🌻

anonymous said:  Hi I love u n care about u 🥺💞

anonymous said:  well howdy there pardner. I see ya gots yerself a case o' the anon hate. I jes' wanted to mosey on by n' tell ya yer doin' good, buckaroo. don't ever let them varmints get ya down. keep on rootin' and tootin', ya hear?