#and this is obvs one of those like we tried cases

[thecolorsfucked]

it is annoying when like writers are like we should acknowledge racism and privilege dynamics then has a white woman call a black dude privileged like 🤨

[eemcintyre]

Good Morning (Tom Cruise)

TW- none. Less than none.

Summary- Trying to make up for how busy he's been lately, Tom takes your daughter off your hands for the morning and obv cuteness ensues.

I stumbled randomly upon this picture on ye olde Pinterest and was immediately overtaken by my creative whims. I'm always a sucker for dad!Tom, and if you are too, then hopefully this will be an enjoyable read.

Children were the only thing that could have made Tom Cruise’s life more action-packed than it already was. He had discovered this firsthand a couple of years ago, when his and Y/N’s daughter, Indie, was born. Even though they had gotten past the initial stages of sleepless nights and teething by this point, Indie was now four and getting to the age where she needed a lot more stimulation and activity.

Over the last several days, Tom had practically lived in his home office. Due to an abundance of conference calls and other business negotiations, he was sorry to admit that he’d hardly been able to spend time with Y/N or his daughter. Though Y/N understood his obligations, he could tell that she was pretty exhausted. Even during breaks from her job, taking care of Indie on her own could be a lot to handle. Unsurprisingly, she had been born with her father’s daring, as well as his seemingly boundless energy, which was a deadly combination in a four-year-old.

But, this weekend, Tom had made certain that his schedule was clear. It was early Saturday morning, and he had decided to take Indie off of Y/N’s hands for a while so that she could sleep late. Being as quiet as possible, he jotted down a note explaining where they had gone. Placing the note on Y/N’s bedside table and pressing a soft kiss to her head, he took Indie out for a morning on the town. Strapping her into her car seat and cranking up some blues rock, they set off in the cherry-red Buick Roadmaster that he liked to break out on weekends.

Tom was pleased with how the morning had gone. First, they’d made a foray into one of the local parks where, between chasing her down when she tried to run off, Indie enjoyed being pushed on the swings and going down the tunnel slides. Then, after she had burned off a sufficient amount of energy, they ventured downtown for some breakfast items to take home. Gripping her little hand in his, Tom and Indie wandered the sun-drenched sidewalks past various brightly painted storefronts with lettering on the windows. Their main objective was to stop at a combination café and bakery where he and Y/N were known as regulars.

Nearing the counter, Tom had Indie in his arms so that she could see the full expanse of available pastries in the display case.

“Alright, darlin, what looks good?”

“Wan’ that one,” Indie replied, pointing to the iced donuts covered in rainbow sprinkles.

“And what do we say?” Tom glanced at her meaningfully.

“Please, can I have that one?”

“Yes ma’am, you may,” he grinned at Indie as the employee tending the counter approached.

“Mr. Cruise, hi there, what’ll it be this morning?”

“Hey, how are ya? The usual for my wife and I, and one of those rainbow donuts for the little lady,” he replied, glancing at Indie and bouncing her in his arms.

“You’ve got it. I’ll have the donut right out for you and those drinks will be done in a moment.”

“Thanks.”

A few minutes later, they exited the café and continued on their journey while Indie munched on her donut. Her attention was soon captured by a flower stand outside one of the buildings, and with icing smudged across her fingers and face, she pulled away from Tom and ran toward it.

“Hey, sweetheart, c’mere,” he sighed as he quickly caught up with her. Kneeling so that he was at her level, he attempted to clean some of the icing off of her face and hands. “You look like a wild woman.” He shook his head, and she giggled.

As Indie admired the bouquets, sticking her face in to smell them, Tom thought it would be a fun idea to get some for Y/N. 

“Why don’t you pick out some flowers for Mom?” he suggested. “Which ones do you think she would like?”

Indie was quickly drawn to one of the bouquets with pink and purple flowers in it. It was a wildflower mix of cosmos, chamomile, hyacinth, lavender, and a single large sunflower.

“All right, good choice,” he nodded.

After they had paid, they made their way back to where his car was parked.

“Daddy, can I please hold them? Pleeeeeeaaaase,” Indie insisted, making grabby hands up at the flowers as he carried them. 

“Okay, but you have to be careful, sweetheart,” he cautioned her, watching out of the corner of his eye as they walked to make sure that the bouquet didn’t end up scraped and scattered across the sidewalk. Thankfully, it made it to the car intact.

They returned home in the Roadmaster, this time with Indie’s choice of The Wiggles playing. The second she was freed from the confines of the car seat, she was eager to run inside and pounce on Y/N.

“Ok, now Mom might still be asleep…” Tom warned her, placing a hand on her shoulder as they entered the house.

“Hello?” Just then, Y/N’s drowsy voice sounded from the kitchen.

“Mama!” Indie exclaimed, catapulting herself in that direction. Y/N, who was wearing a baggy, vintage university sweatshirt and pajama shorts, kneeled down to scoop her into a hug. Tom grinned at them from the kitchen entryway, and Y/N greeted him, glancing at the bouquet and tray of cups he held, her face lighting up.

“Is that what I think it is?” she asked, standing up and reaching toward the cups, recognizing the café logo. “Mm, love you.” She bestowed a peck on Tom’s cheek. “What’s this?” she focused in on the flowers.

“Indie picked them out for you,” he gestured to their daughter, who was already becoming preoccupied by the cat and how she might go about picking him up.

“Thank you, honey,” Y/N said, playfully tousling Indie’s hair.

“She did a nice job. She already has your artistic sensibilities,” Tom chuckled. “Or at least your obsession with pink.”

“Then I’m doing something right,” Y/N laughed.

“She thinks my cars are ugly and told me I should get a ‘Barbie pink’ one.”

Y/N shook from laughter. “Y’know, this kid has a lot of good ideas.”

“No. Absolutely not.”

[candiid-caniine]

Hey! Long time no see, i know i said id send you a fantasy i thought you'd like but now ive forgotten almost all of it, oop!

Life happened, and uh, i saw that you mentioned your libido being a bit low, which definitely is my case too (im recovering from depression, now that im okay id love to get my FULL libido back, or at least a good percentage of it) do you have any tips on that?

Also any recs of blogs writing in the same vibe as you? (same-ish kinks would be nice but im specifically looking for queer inclusive stuff!) it makes me 10x hornier than the regular video/photo porn!

Hope you're well, you pathetic little thing!

💫

hi friend!! ugh i feel you. sorry i haven't got any advice on regaining ur libido...we just let mine wax and wane as it will, though denial has been a big help in keeping it steady!

i've heard good things abt ginseng and some other herbs. obvs use at your own risk, mind that some herbal treatments can cross-interact with certain medications, remember that pre-packaged supplement pills are often unregulated and may contain toxins, and be aware that some herbal remedies work better on pw certain anatomy than others, and finally that many herbal remedies considered to increase libido are largely untested on trans folx!

finally, sorry it's taken so long to answer this ask...i'm autistic and have been cataloguing lol. i present to you a list of other blog recs under the cut, organized by general vibe! i've tried to primarily include blogs that do their own posts rather than those who primarily reblog :)

note that my headings may provide some context as to what to expect, but you read at your own risk and each blog will typically have its own trigger warnings addressed in the header/pinned. additionally, i've not tagged some of the ppl below because they prefer that "Men DNI" blogs not interact, and idk if "no cis men" qualifies ahah!

all blogs below are queer- and/or trans-inclusive, if not exclusive! there is no detrans/misgendering, at least I don't think - i don't tend to follow those blogs.

hard kinks (blood, knives, etc; includes primarily-cnc blogs):

@puppy-mommy , who also does general t4t kink content, but does state untagged hard kinks!

@visciousest is someone whose blog i scroll when i'm in a Certain Mood ahah,, i won't elaborate

@hell-hound-bites: just. fuck. would drool on his knife blade.

@snuff-fag: its username should give you fair warning as to how wild its content tends to get, so please browse responsibly.

@condor-bait is taking a break right now, and all my love is with him as he takes care of himself. he made me feel so valid and so fuckable as a young trans person learning to love myself in a new way, and i've always been too shy to tell him how much his content meant to me one-on-one (yes, despite its often-extreme themes!), and he deserves as much time as he needs to heal!

@unwillingfvckpuppy for mostly cnc and medical kinks! if you like his style, but not so much their harder content, he also has a more-tame main blog--i just mainly follow/scroll this one!

@vampvictim: top-tier cnc/intox stuff, plus some great knife/bloodplay :)

@cryptidtid is wonderful and holy shit i follow a lot of hard kink blogs lol. incredible

@cnc-pet: i have been following her for a long ass fucking time lol. they post a lot of really good cnc and stories, but you'll also find a lot of aftercare tips and advice on her blog! i really admire blogs who try to balance horny content with best practices

@dollobotomy

general kinky content:

@excessively-queer . just plain old good shit :) there's a good amt of edging and degradation.

@clouded-king was honestly one of my earlier introductions to the queer/t4t kink community on here and how fucking euphoric it can be :) he posts some hard kinks, but generally it's a balance of a lot of different kinks so read his pinned at your leisure!

@ / cottontailx : just good kinky nsft posts :)

@ / digitalpenetration: often specifically t4t which i love!!

@femmelovefemme can step on me :)

@bigothteddies: could not build this section w/o mentioning him :) they had a big influence on my fantasies for a long time!

@hazelj-xoxo: bigtime want her to cuck me. have followed her across multiple blog deletions lol

@transpidered is forever an icon!

@subspaceemo

@writefinch for great stories and text posts

edging and denial, specifically:

@6irlpet is 1 of my go-to hands-down-pants scroll sessions :)

@droolkink is my inspiration!

@flustersluts does exactly what the name implies lol. a good helping of other kink content too :)

@puppycvnt is a 10/10!

@barkwoofbarkwoofbark: we r denial friends imo!!

@strawbrrysub

@blyssful-abyss

@urhighnessbitch is a big fav <3

non-detrans genderplay:

@butchviolence does amazing butch supremacy stuff and i,,, fucking hell. even just seeing their username puts me in a Particular state of mind ahah. they also post hard kinks so be aware as you proceed!

@mtfdomme: i literally just reblogged from her today lol. tbh i want to be their little stupid pupthing. it's not all transfem supremacy undertones/overtones, but that's what i mainly follow her for, plus just general t4t goodness! also, their general personality? and the way she shuts down people who disrespect their boundaries? huge inspiration for me!

@cuntboydestroyer: take me to the animal shelter and neuter me. good lord.

@the-kind-of-dame is the main inspiration for my recent genderplay post lol

@terfbreaking-tgirl (be warned of dykebreaking if that's an issue for you)

@barbarian-lesbian is my other inspiration for the recent genderplay post

@superiorineveryway

weird asf (/complimentary; my favorite type of shit. robots, ND-focused posts, etc):

@specksizedgoddess has introduced me to things i didn't know, like...existed, and that's saying a lot as one of my special interests is kink! never knew how down bad i was to be a tiny buggirl, nor how much i wanted to be someone's stupid little robot... BIG tw tho: there is snuff and gore content here, so proceed with caution if you don't wanna see that!

@sapphling fucked me up real good with some bird!sub bondage posts awhile back lol

@nobelisha: found them through their ghost cnc post so that's why they're in this category ahah! they don't have a pinned so proceed w awareness :)

@devout-cleric: hierophilia/religion kink, and i'm something of an acolyte of hers :) if you've read this far down you may as well know i'm her Little Lamb anon lol

piss/omo:

@latenightomo

@pissheartmybeloved - their URL makes me crack up every time, plus good content!

@hold-it-a-little-longer - good scenarios/imagines!

@ohmyrashi - (i think) my original intro to omo!

monsterfucking/terato:

@septimus-moonlight was my first real introduction to trans-positive terato and i've never settled for half-fun cis-oriented terato ever since :) mind tags!

@eggedbellies as well!

@bredpun doesn't appear to be active lately but still good for a scroll!

@steamandcream

@of-mutts-and-men

[grecoromanyaoi]

My feelings about revivalists that don't come from the cultures they're trying to practice is that they're modernizing a lot while pretending they're not. The string was cut this is not actual tradition that was passed down the line this is writing fanfic about historical practices and then acting like it's ancient knowledge and wisdom. And that's without talking about all the nazi shit that sneaks in there without them realizing and they get offended if you bring it up because how dare you I'm gay I would never

exactly like!! unfortunately this is the case w most revival/otherwise reactionary movements, but its so evident in neopagan movements bc theres almost never a continuous tradition/culture/line they can base themselves on. like there r a lot of jews that believe that judaism n jewish traditions have been largely consistent n unchanged thruout history (like in my 'medieval mediterranean jewish communities' course there was this religious guy that tried to claim that we still practice judaism the same way ppl did in the middle ages, i think he may have actually went as far back as the 2nd century, n the lecturer was like LMFAOOOOO no.) n theres obv a stark difference between how the same laws/traditions were practiced by different communities in different eras n we dont practice a "pure" judaism, esp one thats temple not synagogue based, bc its simply extremely different than the judaism we know today anyways. at least like. i can point to a tradition i preserve n say 'this is how my grandparents (or someone else's grandparents, for that matter) did this, based on how their grandparents taught them to do this', or even 'this is how my grandparents did this, and i decided to put my own spin on this' which is the version i usually go for.

the thing is that most neopagans dont even have that. they dont even have 'this is how this has been done for the past century or past few centuries' bc theyre basing it on a distant past. n, allow me to quote hannah gadsby - all the ancient greeks r dead. they lived on a busy road, it was built by the ancient romans.

esp since whenever someone discusses their own culture n uses their own culture they usually do it w an abundance of visible n hidden cultural n religious reference. thats why translating to another language or to a different audience is v difficult. esp since, again, there arent ancient greeks alive today who can point at it n say this is a reference to xyz, or describe what was in the lost source theyre referencing or basing themselves off of. we cant truly "revive" hellenism (or sumerian religion, or ancient/historic judaism, islam, etc. for that matter) like we cant revive a person. its dead. we can create new versions of it, that r based on it, but its never going to b the same - those ppl r gone, that world is gone. it cant b the same, n thats part of the beauty of the world. n whoever is telling u u can recreate that world is probably a fascist

[skeine]

Orym didn't come out of the Wildmother's vision feeling like he had any answers, but I thought there was some pretty important information for him buried in her vision.

First is that touching Predathos's mind will almost certainly overwhelm and destroy a mortal mind that tries to contain it. Ludinus's plan seems to be to siphon Predathos's essence into Exaltant(s) who will carry it through the Divine Gate. This would leave Predathos's body entombed, the Ruidis population alive and the Gate intact to keep any surviving Betrayer Gods out. But if so we already know this won't play out as planned from Evontravir's divinations; it forsees Predathos shattering the Gate if Ludinus isn't stopped. So this is corroboration from another source (if biased) that the Vessel will likely be overcome and Predathos will take over the game completely.

But her vision of the fight against Predathos also showed how laser focused it is on the gods. They gathered on an Exandrian island and it came directly after them. They brokered a deal with the Primordials who entombed it along with the island residents. But the children of those island residents still live on Ruidis and have for thousands of years, which means Predathos just simply doesn't see people as food. Puppets? Yes. Food? Apparently not. Its hunger seems hyper focused on the gods only, corroborating Evontravir's prediction that it would chase after them and leave Exandria alone.

Third is the cold and diminished life of the glade that revived under Orym’s hands. She's outright showing him here that if the gods are driven away, life on Exandria will be diminished in some unclear way, but—most importantly—it will continue.

And by letting him know she only works through his hands and by showing the land thriving under them, I think she's also telling him that if the worst case happens he (and by extension the Ashari) can and must become the new custodians of her lands, rejuvenating and watching over them.

All of which is a far cry from the extinction event some of the BH are currently afraid of.

The last touches on Ludinus's other goal, one everyone suspects he has but no one knows much about yet. He's gone off more than once now about the gods bleeding Exandria dry through mortal souls passing on to the gods' realms. What he plans to do about it is up in the air but. I think it's pretty significant that the Wildmother chose to remind Orym about Will, whose soul resides along with the rest of the dead in the gods' realms. This is a fine bit of manipulation (imho, ymmv obv) but I think it's also more than that. There's a connection there that she knows of and she's reminding him what his stakes are.

So how screwed are the Bells Hells if they fail to stop the Vessel or even throw the fight and let it happen? I think Matt always meant releasing Predathos to be a viable option if they wanted to go there and I feel like the above bears that out. The consequences look like they'll be mostly social and political, with Issylra obviously devastated but the rest of the world, with far less reliance on churches for their government and stability, much less affected.

But as they say, no well laid plan ever survives encounter with the enemy. So I expect some great twists before they hit the end. I can't wait.

[thecolourpurple123]

Sympathy for the Damned is still one of my favorite re zero fics. The way you and pidgie wrote Heinkel and Joshua there just broke my heart, and while that's precisely why we like sad fics (the more it hurts, the better the fic is) i keep wondering if there is a way to make the ending "happier."

Let's imagine that Subaru does loop and meets the appa man again. Does he get to save everyone as he promised he would? I feel it would lead Subaru to a very "Greed If" scenario.

Dunno. What do you think? How would you make the ending happier?

Well, realistically speaking, it would start out closer to Pride IF than anything. Subaru would probably rush ahead to the loot house out of a sense of manic guilt, and imo the TonChinKan trio would mug and beat the shit out of him the moment he steps foot into the slums (given the fact that they were following him for awhile and that Pride IF has him kill them every time, I imagine they would be an obstacle he can't just ignore, hence why I think they'd follow him to the slums).

They probably wouldn't kill him, just take all his stuff, but Subaru would resist enough due to his frantic headspace that they'd leave him unconscious similar to the very first loop, except he has no one to heal him. So he wakes up hours later, too late to save Emilia, and then bumbles over in the direction of the loot house in denial about his failure. It starts to get cold and snowy, Subaru gets flash frozen by Puck, end of loop.

Next loop, Subaru would notice the TonChinKan trio trailing him. This time, he turns around to confront them directly. He hands them his belongings to their utter confusion and runs off to the slums. Need to save Emilia before all else and he doesn't have time to waste on them. This time, he considers going to Emilia first on her way to the loot house, but remembering the loop where he called her Satella, decides against it. He has to be the hero to save her, and he has learned from experience that he can't avoid the loot house. It's fate that she gets there. But it can't be fate that she dies there.

So he presses onward for several unsuccessful loops, starting each time with effectively bribing his muggers to leave him alone. He tries manipulating/working with Felt, he tries negotiating with Rom and Felt, he tries and tries and fails over and over. Each time is especially painful because he learns more about these people, grows attached to them, sees the quirks of their personalities and the depths of their bonds and no matter how much foresight he has there's no beating Elsa.

He does not consider any option besides pushing forward, refusing to ever turn back like he once did and create a world so wretched, but each time he dies takes a toll on him. He mutters those names he learned at the end of Sympathy each time he dies and comes back. Julius Joshua Juukulius Louanna Heinkel Astrea. He adds Felt and Rom to the list, and eventually Emilia after learning her name through the loops.

Eventually, he does it loud enough that Kadomon is like "wtf bro why are you saying the names of a bunch of nobles??" and Subaru is like "do you know where any of them are???" Kadomon is obv hesitant to give this random weirdo stranger kid info, so Subaru hones in on one person. Not the drunk mercenary or his wife, not the noble guy who tried saving his life, but Joshua's brother. The Finest Knight.

Kadomon is like "Idk man, have you tried asking a guard? Worst case you can try the barracks on the other side of town maybe? But what business do you have with someone like that anyw---" "WHERE IS THAT BARRACKS" and Subaru asks that in a near shout loud enough to make Kadomon flinch. Kadomon gives him directions, despite his reservations, and Subaru runs off.

Subaru runs straight past the TonChinKan trio trailing him, keeps to the main roads as he heads toward the barracks, and he's feverishly saying those names on loop in his mind over and over. Julius's name comes out of his mouth. He mutters it as he goes until he's out of breath, he can't keep up. For them, for those people, he needs to give everything he has to save them. And everything he has isn't enough, has never been enough, so the only choice left is to seek out another hero. Someone with the right role in this twisted fucked up fantasy world to do what Subaru can't. No one can survive the goddamn ice nuke that happens after everyone's dead, but maybe the Finest Knight can do something about Elsa. Elsa is terrifying, death incarnate, but the ice is a calamity. It is the end of the world and even Elsa herself can't escape it. Which means she can be beaten. There must be someone who can beat her too, even if Subaru is too pathetic to do it himself.

In his mad dash, he collapses, pushing his body too far past his limits. From the ground, his eyes dart to the sky. The sun. He knows exactly at which height it must be for him to be too late, for the ice to be inevitable. But looking up it's blocked out. Someone is standing over him, their head in front of the sun, the light wreathing their hair like an angel's halo.

"My maiden's informed me you were calling my name," Julius says, and Subaru scrambles up to stand. He stares at Julius while breathing heavy. A knight... the regalia, the sword, the floating orbs of light like the spirits Emilia showed him so very long ago... this guy must be the hero. Subaru is in awe of Julius until Julius asks him what's the matter. Subaru hastily and formally explains the situation. They have to get to the loot house. Elsa is there, the bowel hunter. Julius does not stop to question the information due to how serious and certain Subaru is, and agrees to go along.

From there, Julius will help drive Elsa back (TonChinKan never attack because Subaru is right next to a knight). With In to increase his speed and perceptions and Nes to decrease Elsa's, no one gets hurt. Subaru did it at last, but he doesn't feel safe. He's dreading the ice. Fears that it will come. Everyone starts to question how Subaru knew about Elsa, and Subaru tries to admit the truth only to get stopped by the taboo. Subaru tries to push through it until Julius is like stop that dude you're clearly hurting yourself.

From there, Subaru's reward from Emilia is to have her stay with him until the next day. He wants to make sure she's safe from the ice, if nothing else. Julius suggests taking them to the knights barracks. No safer place in the capital besides the castle itself and Julius has to report this to Marcos anyway. They take a brief detour to meet Ram otw, who accepts Emilia's insistence to stay one more day.

And thus ends arc one with everyone saved. Subaru is substantially more fucked up mentally, in a position where he idolizes Julius massively and has no presumptions of staying with Emilia beyond keeping her safe from the ice nuke, and is struggling to process everything that's happened in his first moment of true calm since the start of his isekai adventure. He would probably go on to stay at the Juukulius estate for a time (Julius offers) while they try to figure out wtf is wrong with him physically that he can't explain himself, and Emilia would return to the Mathers Estate a day later having not died.

Naturally, this would put Subaru in a position where he would encounter Joshua as his host, and they would be on the same page about how amazing and perfect Julius is. It would nearly be a Cecilus-Joshua kind of dynamic where Subaru gets some levity by indulging in stories and literary habits with Joshua while both praising Julius highly at every turn. And of course, they both understand how worthless they are in comparison.

Could also easily lead into Heinkel content long-term, but that's far beyond the scope of Sympathy's premise and this ask both. Hope this satisfies your curiosity, Zei!

[autisticlio]

I guess while I am rambling about Promare, here is some analysis I made regarding Lio in October.

Text vers under cut

in regards to promare stuff, I was editing the wiki page for the one burnish prison and kinda thought about how lio reacts to thyma waking up like the instant meis points it out, he hurries to her side and crouches next to her

like that tells me that lio is such a caring person cause he sees this poor woman and immediately hurries to comfort her

at this point, he doesn't even know her name. it's a similar thing with the kids where the instant he sees them, he is shocked at the implications of that and stops being annoyed at the guards

lio is so kind when he wants to be. it's just he doesn't show it that much cause how much he gets beaten up in the film and doesn't fully open up to Galo until the lio de galon fightlike he gathered all these burnish and made a little hideout for them to feel safe, he gets groceries himself for them, he plays with the kids in the art book. he is such a good leader figureik the kakusei scene everyone tends to focus on, but there's a lot of little details on how he treats the burnish that is filled with such love and kindnessobvs im not saying he's a big softie. it's more that so much of the film and outside media give these little bits of humanity he has

it's so nice to see these little details when he isn't doing his cold exterior cause he trusts the burnish fully, which is what gets him betrayed by the old man

plus after the cave scene, there's a bit where lio is leaning against the window in a truck in thought

the implication there is that he is thinking about what Galo said before about just fitting him. it could be that he tried before, or at least considered it, but knows it didn't work out that or it's a case of recalling that Galo attempted to save Thyma and Lio thinking 'hm, maybe he isn't as bad as i thought'

obvs we don't know the specific thoughts, but we know that something that Galo did has him contemplating to himself

he's also shown to be upset after trying to save Thyma. the other burnish are happy, thinking she is safe, but lio is upset likely knowing it wasn't enough

it's fun to look at these details and kinda see the gears ticking in his head cause unlike Galo, he doesn't always say what he's thinking cause he keeps to himself

people think the only way lio can be interesting if he's pissed all the time. in truth though, Lio is clever, passionate, caring, and emotive (maybe even moreso than Galo in some cases)

underneath his cold facade

the thing is Lio is only now letting himself get emotional

and it's likely thanks to the cave scene cause that scene had him open up to galo, someone non burnish for once and galo actually listened

galo willingly wanted to help save thyma knowing she's burnish

lio doesn't know that he went to confront Kray from what i recall, but he began to trust Galo so much that he's willing to protect him from kray

he is devastated when he thinks Kray managed to kill galo

i think it's so weird no one points that out

cause galo opened his eyes to letting himself be him, to take pride in himself, only to see him be flung off a mech and be shocked knowing he's likely next

like we know Galo will be fine, but lio doesn't

know if his flames were enough to protect him also like. lio also heard that kray tried to kill galo multiple times and also killed his family. he was in that scene too fjfjfn

like he heard kray rambling and was like 'wow i really hate this fucker even more'

like his story is about finding acceptance in those who care about you and letting yourself be true to yourself in a world that hates you no wonder i found out i was bi and trans because of him

[ariannadi]

My Now Complete Review of Dragon Age: The Veilguard

I’ve tried to play through as consistently as possible so I could finish the game in a timely manner and still retain everything I’ve encountered, but unfortunately as I get older and wallow through my undiagnosed ADHD I simply can’t sit long periods of time like I once could, even when a game has me hooked.

That being said:

Overall score: 6.5/10 (Spoilers below cut obvs)

I wish wish wish wish wish WISH that the entirety of this game was like the final act. Those five hours of climax were what I was expecting from a game I had been waiting nearly ten years for. I wish wish wish WISH that Solas had been the main focus of the story, and not just some side character. Everything involving him was absolutely stellar, and I just wanna know what the hell happened at BioWare for them to make the decisions that they did.

So anyway, here are the highlights overall, because ultimately I *did* enjoy this game:

The last five hours of this game? PEAK Bioware.

The combat? SUPER FUN!

The graphics and environments? GORGEOUS!

The fact that this game is hella polished and runs perfectly? ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE!

Now here’s where I start bitching, because A LOT of factors dragged this game down for me.

Firstly, this is BIOWARE. They were, once upon a time, the pinnacle of good writing in video games, of companions that made you ache with their plights and that you would literally do ANYTHING for because you became so attached to them. Like I said previously, if this game had been like the entirety of the final six hours, then I would be singing its praises for eternity, but that simply isn’t the case.

First and foremost: Solas should’ve been the focus - I will repeat this until I'm blue in the face. I don’t think it was a wise move for BioWare to make the hunt for him a series of events in their side media - I WISH they had kept the initial concept for DA4 where the focus would be finding Solas from start to finish. He’s a compelling villain, so much more compelling than the cartoony Ghilan’nain and Elgernan that only yelled taunts at me about how I would rue the day and that they could’ve gotten away with everything if it wasn’t for my meddling Rook. It’s the same crap that people complained about with Corypheus during DAI, but they fucking went and did the same thing again and the true threat, that being Solas, was just reduced to a side character. Where was all of the buildup that Trespasser set in motion?? (Why is my Inquisitor only around for the occasional cameo when she's legitimately the driving force behind Varric and Harding recruiting Rook and the others? I did appreciate her showing up to talk to Solas one final time at the end, but it would've been cool to have her consistent council to my Rook throughout the entirety of the story, and not just through random missives.)

The companions are hit or miss. I loved Bellara, Davrin, and Emmrich (whose questline was the closest I came to getting emotional). For the most part I liked Lucanis and Taash (I have some gripes with both in terms of how they’re written but I don’t want the fandom coming after me >>). Neve and Harding, I could honestly care less about. They just… had nothing of interest for me despite how much I wanted to like them (and their voice direction didn’t help). I will say Harding’s death (cause something in me said don’t fucking pick Davrin lol) did shock me, so. There’s that.

Also, Rook as a character kinda sucks because you can’t actually SHAPE how you want them to be. Most of their dialogue amounts to “we can do it with the power of friendship” and the only time I was actually able to piss anyone off was when I was talking to Solas (and I took full advantage of that lol). Companions shouldn’t so readily agree to everything you say, aside from the Treviso/Dock Town choice there isn’t really a moment where any of them protest your actions. Everything is just so linear and, coming from BG3 where you had so much to decide, it sucks.

The story itself is fine (again I would’ve preferred the original draft), but the pacing was odd. The first 36 hours you’re building up to this confrontation with Ghilan’nain and then you just… stop to sort out everyone’s baggage for another fifteen hours?? It’s weird. Like if the companion stories meshed into the story somehow and didn’t make a screeching halt to the actual plot maybe it wouldn’t have been so jarring??

While on the topic of pacing, I wish the romances began earlier and had more content, because they’re kind of bare bones. Like the reason I fell hard for Cullen in Inquisition was because of both the pacing and content of his romance and how naturally it developed over the course of the game. In Veilguard it’s like - oh I like you (40 hours in), kiss, okay let’s bang, and that’s it. There isn’t even an option to connect with your LI or any companion outside of designated conversations.

The world-building, I was impressed by overall. I loved learning more about the Elvhen and Titans and the various factions you encounter. The lore itself was kinda wishy washy in places, because a lot of what made Dragon Age Dragon Age was seemingly scrubbed to avoid mentioning anything that may cause discourse on twitter. The Lords of Fortune don’t steal from other cultures! (Wha. But. They’re… Pirates. Isabela and the Qunari in DA2?) Tevinter has slavery EVERYWHERE, except Dock Town I guess. (Great post on my blog about this + Fenris not being around) The Crows, a band of cutthroat assassins who indoctrinate children, are *actually* a found family that care about each other (I guess Zevran lied). Everyone’s just… cool with elves wandering around despite the rampant racism and enslavement they’ve endured for centuries?? There are just so many edges that are dulled and I don’t understand why. Dragon Age is DARK fantasy. Or was, anyway.

Speaking of lore, the three choice thing is still asinine to me because there is so much that is altered by whatever choices you made in previous games but here it just isn’t addressed or glossed over to avoid specifics. (Well Ferelden is a pile of ash now anyway so I guess your choices REALLY don’t matter anymore lmao)

And now for the most glaring issue I had overall, which is the dialogue.

First of all, the game literally doesn’t know how to shut up. The characters legit explain EVERYTHING that happens as it’s happening and if you took one basic writing course you would know the golden rule is SHOW, DON’T TELL. More than once I was just like, is this necessary to narrate? Why are we narrating this? I can figure this shit out without being told upfront or a prompt showing up in the corner. Yes I know we have to stop the enemy we’re currently pursuing - you don’t need to say it every time we’re going after a new enemy. Thankfully this kinda peters out as the campaign progresses but even so, it can get annoying.

Secondly, the dialogue in of itself is just very elementary. Like I don’t need a Charles Dickens novel but c’mon, you can get a little more intense with your execution than just repeating over and over that we’re all besties and we gotta stop the gods. Cause honestly like 50% of the dialogue is just that in various iterations. Also incorporating real world terminology completely breaks any immersion for the in-game universe, just as a side note.

Again, I did enjoy this game, but for something I had been waiting forever for, and the fact that a studio known for their writing decided this was the best they could provide, idk man. It's awesome in some ways and disappointing in many others. I don't know if I'll do another playthrough because ultimately your choices amount to nothing, and it doesn't leave room for experimenting with other outcomes. Who knows if we'll see a DA5, but hopefully they take some lessons from the success that was BG3 to make something worth playing over and over again in the future.

[altschmerzes]

Sooo I’ve been wanting to ask this but have also been too nervous to do so for fear of sounding too demanding or fishing for too many spoilers…but after seeing your recent post about being happy to talk about your fics, I’m just going to go for it 😂 I am very curious about how you plan to tackle episode 2x8 and the changes you’ll be making, and just…is there anything you’d be willing to share about all that?

AH YEAH ONE OF THE...... BIGGEST THINGS(TM) IN THIS ENTIRE CONCEPT AND FIC. from the BEGINNING this was gonna be Enormous no matter what and i am happy to talk about it!!! i love when people are invested in my projects tbh it makes it way more fun and engaging to work on them. you guys feed my energy to work on this thing, and thus it gets done faster, etc.

("is there anything you'd be willing to share?" [goes off on a whole big explanation that is probably WAY more than you asked for-])

so. 2x08. and all that. gonna put it under a cut again, in case 'gav explains in some degree of... detail exactly what they're gonna write in their fic' is gonna ruin the experience for you (gosh i hope not ljkdsf) but here we go (also cw for abuse here, which is probably obvious but. still.)-

2x08 is where things like... it marks the big Shift in the status quo of how things are, though the actual Events of 2x08 as translated into the au are sort of in the middle of an extended series of events that begin before it and end after it. so i'll talk through sorta the process of events that it's contained in.

basically, at the time it starts jamie is living with his dad most of the week in manchester but spending weekends staying with his friends in a rotation in richmond so he can work at nelson road on weekends. (yes, i'm aware of how far away those places are from each other. yes this is an insane commute. everybody is aware it's insane, everybody is sort of tactfully avoiding pointing it out to jamie. he does his homework on the bus, it's peaceful, he says.) he gets to richmond late fridays, goes to whichever friend whose house he's staying at that weekend, and then gets home sunday evenings.

at this point, ted is getting way more worried about jamie as time goes on, and others are too. he's been talking to his little like. war meeting of responsible adults he's consulting on whether he's right about what he's suspecting here, what to do about it, how, when, etc. and he's just recently gotten worried enough that he's given his phone number to jamie's friends at the park, shannon and company, and told them that if they're ever worried, if something ever Happens with jamie that sets off that 'i need to get an adult' instinct and they don't know who to call, they can call him. in fact, please call him. and so shannon calls him. because it's like, wednesday or thursday, jamie is not supposed to be in town this early, and he seems hurt. he seems hurt and it seems bad. by the time ted gets there, jamie has bolted and they don't know where he is. and there's just... nothing really to do. he's texting shannon saying he's fine and leave him alone.

and then there's the match at wembley. which is coming up Right Now so they have to deal with that, not like they can postpone it, so they get all the way to the match with this awareness in the back of their heads that like. jamie's out there somewhere having just had a really bad fight with his father, who very obviously based on context clues and what shannon said has beat the hell out of him, he's hurt, but they just have to sort of. keep going. for the moment.

and they lose the match obvs, and jamie went to it with his father - he and some friends are staying in town for a night or two for the event, he got jamie to arrange him tickets a bit back like in canon as well - and comes to see them after because he wants to be there when things are bad too, and that leads to a confrontation when his father comes to find him, and it gets. bad. jamie tries to defend himself but it gets violent, and by the time they're able to intervene he's been. knocked around a bit. (a bit more.)

at that point it's pretty clear that he needs a hospital. it's not life threatening, or anything like that, but it's obvious to ted and roy, who are primarily dealing with this situation (and yeah we get a version of the hug with roy - which scares the fuck out of roy when that's how it becomes clear to him that jamie is Seriously Hurt), that he's not just hurt he's injured and they cannot in good conscience not take him to a hospital. which means doctors and social workers and an overnight stay and a while where they're not allowed in the room with him while the people in charge figure out what's going on and what to do about it. jamie is released from hospital and allowed to go home with ted (and roy, who tags along for a bit, because someone needs to drive them and he can't stomach leaving just yet) late the next evening, but it's a deeply stressful and traumatic experience for all involved. jamie has a lot of healing to do, both physically and emotionally, but this is the big like. turning point towards things Being Okay in the end, finally getting him into a safe place where he'll be loved and cared for.

[i-love-you-all]

We both had a knife

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A bit of backstory on this is that I was thinking about a Viper/Omen fic. Playing a bit on my other drabble for this pair and the revelation of how Omen turned... into Omen. Obv, I have a lot of incomplete fics tho so maybe not now... And again, this was originally for Whumptober, but I'm giving up on that lol

~1.4k Words: implied death.

Though scientifically inaccurate, vipers and shadows could go hand in hand. They were both seen as “evil”, and they were widely feared. Was that why Omen found comfort in Viper when they first met? The comfort that there was someone here just as monstrous as him, even if she didn’t look like it?

Like Cypher once noted in a short exchange in the armoury, Omen had never met a “doctor” like her. Someone who viewed humans as just a pest — something to get rid of when convenient. Maybe it was because he wasn’t exactly human that she was ok with him. Maybe he was so quiet, that he has yet to fully draw her ire.

Maybe she did know who he was before he became this ghost, and her guilt prevented her from lashing out at him. But if that last one was true, it went against everything else he had said about her. Mainly, it suggested that she pitied him — and it would mean that she wasn’t as cold or monstrous as him. So, what set him apart?

A stranger to their strange dynamic would call it attraction, but they would surely die at the hands of Viper for a comment like that. What others called closeness, he saw as distance. She did not need to rebuke him ever since she never let him get close enough to be able to affect her that way. In that way, she was much closer with the likes of Jett, Raze, or Killjoy. At least she paid enough attention to those agents to know when they were performing poorly.

“Fred—”

It took one syllable to change that dynamic completely. Fred was a name, and it was a name that was directed at Omen. It was then when that seed of doubt was planted because, despite her continued appearance of ignorance, he knew otherwise.

Omen spent hours after that talk thinking about one name. He could only assume that was his name — Fred. Unassuming, perhaps the short form for a name like Frederick? Frederico? What else could he think of? And what did “Fred” do for a living? Was he just some innocent bystander? Like a mailman that one day found himself in a facility crumbling down on itself? And while everyone else escaped, Fred was trapped inside, exposed to enough raw radianite to strip him of his memories and physical form? And if that was the case, did Fred have a family? Friends? People who would ask where he went? Or perhaps Fred was better off dead.

No matter how much he tried to think back, to grasp onto any hint of a memory he could think of, there were no answers in his mind. All it ended up doing was expose him to every peaceful, calm life that he could’ve had. Might’ve had. Probably didn’t have but apparently, he liked to torture himself by dreaming of it.

For a long time after that slip up from Viper, he wondered if the Omen from the other dimension knew something. That version of Earth had already had Radianite for decades. If that Omen was also the first Radiant, then surely, he would know something more. It was a singular fixation that drove Omen forward in every mission from that point onwards. He requested to be set against the other Omen as often as he could, and in every possible opportunity, he tried to hunt them down to ask the one question that had been plaguing his mind.

The closest he ever got though was when they faced off once across a site. Omen saw the other fade back, a sign that they were going to back off for good, and he took his chance to chase after them. Sova called for him to come back, but this was far too important, and he could always explain his reasoning to Sova later, if still needed.

Just as the other Omen started to fade into the surrounding shadows, he did the only thing he could think of and ask, “Who were we?”

All he got in response was a laugh. One last cruel gift because it seemed like this Omen knew the answer, and he also knew how much the question stung. But he would not grant any peace.

Omen didn’t get an answer until he met Iso. He had been on a scan for anything he could relate to since that final encounter with the other Omen, but he had been unsuccessful. There was no trace of a past identity, no missing persons, and no other leads. Iso was the first time he saw himself in someone else.

Iso had described being a “ghost”. That he had vague memories of what he did for work, and yet he had no idea about who or what he was actually trying to accomplish. In some ways, it was the same as Omen’s ghost history as well.

He listened to every word Iso said in their interactions together. But Brimstone wouldn’t hear him on the similarities. It was always another mission, another target, another person that they needed to reach out to and bring to a separate point.

Finally, Omen’s patience snapped, pushed on by the revelation from Iso that no, he wasn’t some poor sap with a spotty memory and ulterior motives. He said that he was sent here for Omen and Omen only. And that for once, Omen had a solid lead. At once, he demanded a mission to the headquarters.

That night, Viper actually sought him out. From their tenuous friendship, despite how long they’ve known each other, Omen never expected this.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Viper asked.

He didn’t give a response. She had a point to this line of questioning, that much was clear. Even without any facial clues to give it away, he could read her well. They were as close to being friends as they could be. He supposed this was proof, even if he had his doubts.

“What do you know?”

“Nothing that will help you.”

That’s when her face… broke. That was the best way Omen could describe it. Sabine looked… sad.

“I will be fine,” he said cautiously. Was that what she was concerned about? Sabine reached up, as if she were going to grab his hood, but then she pulled back. “Nothing is going to change. But I will have my answers.”

She nodded then walked away without another word.

That was an odd interaction, there was no doubt about that, but it didn’t make sense until he was trapped in stasis. Perhaps the was the face of this man in front of him, or the floating rock this was built on, or even the shooting pains caused by this… contraption.

But between the pangs of pain, he saw bits and pieces. The vial thrown against his face, the shove, the sound of pounding glass… He lived through it again, and he watched as Sabine take small steps back as the machine whirred and as what felt like burning hot needles pierced through his hazmat suit. Though it hurt, and it was clear now that he had failed his mission, he also had that sudden realization that in this memory, he also shared some of the sadness with Sabine, along with the horror and desperation to escape what was coming.

It took all his strength to gather the bits and pieces that constituted his physical form and channel his energy into escaping this beam. He looked at his former boss until he reformed right next to him. Before the man could take any action, Omen dug his claws into the man and threw him out the window. As he watched the bits of glass fall beside the fading figure, he realized something.

Then there was one more memory, one that leaked in like a runny tap that wasn’t done yet.

It was Sabine, younger than he remembered meeting her. The door to this contraption had opened again, and she was reaching for him. To his horror he still grabbed her wrist like he was going to go through with the original plan. Even his own feelings didn’t match the action, and he saw the momentary fear in her eyes. Then, his world started to fade again.

Though she was apprehensive, especially with the wrist on her hands, she asked, “Why? I thought… I thought you…”

Just before he closed his eyes and passed onto whatever was next, he heard her say, “It’s ok. I… I’ll bring you back. Even if you meant it.”

[mermaidsirennikita]

actually i do have anecdotal proof that bton made historical market works. And its the fact that i have friends who did like the show, tried to read the books and realized they were ENTIRELY white(even tho the reprint covers obvs lean toward show cast) and then got mad that historicals are all racist. And i cant even correct them in time to tell them its just that bton is a 2 decade old not exactly top tier series 😭😭😭

Honestly, the thing is that there ARE indeed racist historical romances! And the reality is that for some readers, the fact that historical romance primarily has white wealthy landowning heroes (who probably get their wealth by exploiting people) means it'll be a hard stop for them.

Do I think this is at all the reason why MOST people aren't reading it? No. Do I think it's pretty hypocritical to put all of that on historical romance then pick up books about your friendly neighborhood rich redneck who's definitely not MAGA even though he sounds very MAGA, or billionaire romances, without holding them to the same standards? ... I do. I get where the mental block comes from, and it doesn't mean we shouldn't critique historicals. But I think it's an unfair standard to hold one part of romance to and not the other.

The reality is that there are, and have been, historical romances about people of color, usually written by people of color. As many as there should be? Absolutely not. Did those books get a boost when Bton came out? If they did, I haven't really seen it. I've seen more of a presence, but I also think that we were seeing more of a presence begin before Bton. I'm sure Bton resulted in some books getting picked up, but I don't see much follow-through on that promise in tradpub. Which isn't surprising.

And I'll also say... there are plenty of historical readers who absolutely want the white Jane Austen fantasy out of these books, and they are vocal, and they certainly don't make much of a case for newer readers joining the crowd. So that's not very helpful.

But I've heard about a lot of readers who pick Bton up as an entry to historical romance, and they're a) disappointed by the rep not mirroring the show when the covers do b) not into some of the problematic aspects of the books.

... Which I get, but I also must say.... Are we just gonna ignore the fact that season 1 of the show had That Scene? I do sometimes get a little surprised by how much people pearl clutch over pretty innocuous scenes in the books (like, for example, the recent "Michael pressured Francesca into marrying him by baby trapping her" thing, which... is not how that went down.... and cherry-picking quotes from that book doesn't make it what went down lol; and that is undoubtedly the Bton book where the heroine had the most sexual agency, and it's really not close, so to see "Thank God the show is so much better about consent" being slung around during that convo when the show depicted the a white woman raping her Black husband and then blaming him for it... and never apologizing................ was A CHOICE!) but I get that it can be be jarring. The books have some problematic content. Some it squicks me out, and I have a pretty high tolerance for older books.

And then, the reality is that a lot of classic historicals that people who have been reading the genre for years loooove are older books. Not all the content has aged well. I think that for many people who love historical romance and loved those books... they either grew up on them and therefore are used to it, OR they eeeeeased into it and now kinda forget the initial surprise they may have felt. So we're recommending books that aren't entry level to people who may need entry level books. It's not something I would really hold as AT FAULT for, but it does lead to this idea that the subgenre is one thing when it's many things.

Like... I think a perfect series for people who want to get what they liked out of Bton is Adriana Herrera's Las Leonas series. And I don't think we're really giving that series, or others like it, the flowers it deserves.

But also there are books the same age as Bton that I think would be a lot smoother for readers to get into.

*shrugs*

[crackinthecup]

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I'm not sure if you have done this already but I'd love to see which of your fics you'd rec 🖤

Ahhh thank you so much for sending this my way <3 <3 The loveliest @cilil and @dragonofmordor tagged me in this too. Really appreciate it :D

Interlude (Angbang; 3,224 words; rated E)

This is an older fic that needed a bit of sprucing; I finished rewriting it just this evening, so here it is!

After a time, a new sensation joined the puffing and shrinking of his lungs: power, like dozens of ghostly hands on his skin, like the bite of sharpest ice. Melkor. He himself appeared on the balcony some seconds later, coming to stand in Mairon’s line of sight, and Mairon smiled to see him rather than the lord, the god, the king; just him, not wearing a shirt, his black hair crownless and sleep-mussed. * Poised on the cusp of the Dagor Dagorath, Melkor and Mairon share a private moment.

2. Wait for You (Angbang; 2,055 words; rated M)

I wrote this mostly in one go in a haze of heartache after seeing Hadestown and it still brings back all those feelings for me when I re-read it :') Also, it was my first time writing in first person so that was fun.

You were not dead, I told myself. I had no cause to grieve. It seemed faithless to grieve. What, did I not believe that you would triumph over your jailors, that you would escape the nothingness beyond the stars and come back to us (to me) like you had all those aeons ago?

3. No Other Choice (Elwing & Elrond & Elros feat. Maedhros & Maglor; 2,566 words; rated T)

Is the Elwing Defence Squad still a thing? BECAUSE I AM IN IT. With this one, I wanted to grapple with the choice Elwing had to make during the attack on the Havens—an impossible choice in an impossible situation.

“Your word means nothing,” she spits at him, baring her teeth, nearly shaking with anger as sudden as a cataclysm. The sea roars behind her, cold droplets spraying up and flecking her bare legs. “I do not barter with murderers.”

4. Old and New (Celebrimbor & Calairië, which is my name for his mum; 1,470 words; rated T)

This is an older one and I don't love how it's written anymore, but! Reunions fascinate me and this is Celebrimbor reuniting with his mother Calairië (meaning Sea Light) after his stint in the Halls, and also I adore Calairië and want to write about 10,000 more things about her.

“Not so, my darling,” Calairië says, voice quiet but vehement, and in that moment Celebrimbor feels young, and he feels loved, and he realises how much he has missed both of those things. “No one can shoulder the weight of the world on their own, though your father and your grandfather both tried in their own ways.”

5. Moments (Angbang; 9,163 words; rated E)

This fic. THIS FIC. It was meant to be short and fun and sexy, but then I started writing and Melkor had completely different ideas and this is the end result. I went on A Journey here, and it really highlighted for me how much I enjoy writing Melkor's POV, which feels raw and kaleidoscopic and just really interesting to get stuck into.

“The sortie was a triumph,” Mairon says, holding the helm upon his lap and gazing up into his face. He smiles a smile that grows and stretches, wider and wider, as though there is something within him that cannot be contained. Something vast. Something keen. “Beleriand is open to us. Those who thought we could be penned in, who thought our might the lesser, lived to regret such misapprehensions. Or,” he adds, showing his teeth, “did not live, as the case may be.” Melkor is drawn to that smile, to the something—vital, beguiling—underneath it. He reaches out. Places the leather of his gloved palm and fingers upon Mairon’s cheek. Beneath the leather, pain tingles, his burned skin protesting the contact. Mairon nuzzles against him, eyes flickering shut, a noise issuing from him that is happy and mindless, like the purr of some great pleased beast; and Melkor forgets the pain. “Congratulations are in order, I should think,” he tells him, “to the brilliant mind who engineered this victory.”

[wcrriorhearts]

𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼 — send 💭 + a topic to receive a headcanon about said topic.

@cosmicacy said: 💭 + dragon magic ( based on that theory we were talking about ) 👀

Right, this is gonna be a lot of unhinged conspiracy theory waffling now, because we know next to nothing about dragon magic in the GOT world, so I will just give you my ideas, but i don't expect anyone else to agree with me :D

There are 2 things we do know: Valyrian magic was always closely connected to fire and it allowed those with magic powers to bond with and control dragons. Aside from that, it seems that magic in the world in general has always been tied to dragons. Magic had almost entirely vanished from the world of GOT, aside from some dark magic and blood witches basically, but as soon as Dany's dragons lived, magic seemed to be getting stronger everywhere. So it is needless to say that dragons are either in possession of strong magic themselves, or strong amplifiers, but I would suggest they are a bit of both.

I will entirely neglect the show's stance on the dragon magic, because the whole 'we can never tame dragons fully' and nailing saddles to the dragons shit completely negates the beauty of the magical bond a rider has to their dragon, so this will be mostly book based ( even though there is also only very little and vague information about such things ).

The magic between a dragon and its rider, to me, is a connection that is woven between their very souls. It strengthens with time and experience, but there is an undeniable invisible string between them that allows both sides to always feel connected to the other. Even though all dragon riders speak High Valyrian to their mounts and it may seem that this is their way of taming and teaching a dragon, I personally would rather suggest that it is a mere way of communication and sticking with tradition, but that the act of commanding a dragon happens almost entirely nonverbal, communicated by feelings and intentions the dragon senses, which could explain Vhagar's reaction in the Lucerys drama, bc she was acting on what Aemond felt, as he got carried away emotionally. Therefore the connection between a rider and their mount is very deep and profound in most cases. I would argue, however, that the first bond a dragon forges is always the strongest, but also that the bond between a hatchling and a child is different from the bond that a dragon forges with a rider who claims them. In the case of the hatchlings ( given there has never been an account of one of them rejection the child it hatched to, other than the abomination that hatched from Laena's egg that tried to eat her ), it is a bit like a duckling imprinting on the person it sees first. So their souls are connected almost from the very beginning and I would imagine that the dragons are even more an extension of themselves, because they have never lived a life without their dragons in them ( if the dragon hatched in the cradle obvs ). I would not say that their bond is necessarily stronger, but different from that of a dragon that was claimed. It is, in my opinion, definitely a difference whether someone is born into something, or if two kindred souls find each other ( eg. actively CHOSING a rider/dragon is probably a different experience for both ).

There is, in my opinion, also a correlation between female dragon riders of house Targaryen and dragons, or rather their magic and fertility. I don't think it is a coincidence that during the time of the dance, Syrax was the most fertile dragon ever recorded and they had as many dragons as they hadn't had since Old Valyria, while Rhaenyra herself was also very fertile. Syrax produced several clutches in a very short amount of time, which was not necessarily normal. The Dance also produced more dragon riders than ever, with all the children that had dragons on top of the adults. I also think there is a definite connection between Rhaenyra being the youngest dragon rider ever to bond with a dragon ( eg. carries strong magic ), her dragon producing the most eggs that hatched and her children all growing up with hatchlings, except for Viserys. Then in return, staying with the idea that women carry stronger dragon magic, we see Dany, who brings dragons back into existence after over 170 years and rings in a new dragon age basically, whereas Rhaenyra was the one living when dragons flourished the most after Old Valyria. Helaena also had a very strong connection to Dreamfyre during that time. I'm not very good at expressing my point, but I believe that women as dragon riders are vital and important for not only the prosperity of the dragons themselves, but also the land and the people in a way, as well as magic in general, and that their fertility is linked to that of their dragons, regardless if female or male, yet you notice it more in females bc they produce eggs.

Aside from that, I believe that the bonding experience is a very individual process that looks different for each rider and their dragon and depends on the way they bond & their age. With a dragon dreamer like Helaena, I would assume that her connection to Dreamfyre was forged in a dream, whereas the experience will look different for others, who cannot hear dragons sing for them in their sleep. Adults also might feel an entirely different pull than children who claim a dragon, in which case I would suggest that the dragon is more aware of the connection than the child, because they will not know what to look for and what it may feel like.

this was a lot of rambling and idk if it made sense tbh, but that's my idea on dragon magic

[ladyseidr]

it's miserably hot so i Just Got Here but uh ke.l notes on my portrayal dump or whatever ( will contain spoilers! i was going to try to keep it mild but it, like, one hc in i realized it wasn't possible )

i do Not vibe with the idea that ke.l is the simplest character / least developed because what are we forgetting "they ignored me, hehe. . ." OR aub.rey's "i didn't realize people deal with grief in different ways" ????????

he's not a "himbo" he has ADHD and is trying his best ( and also his hea.dspace-self is literally 12 like damn give him a break fkdshflsadj )

"there are no signs that he's bothered by his brother being the golden child" we did not play the same game, but yeah no like he loves hero soooooo much but there's no way i'm looking past the whole "they ignored me" thing on top of the way he avoids his house / mother like the plague at parts. like, yes, i actually think his parents love him but his mother is fr so much like mine ( not the golden child part, everything else ) so i know what i'm talking abt kfhdsafhdslh. parents can be loving but also extremely judgmental ( or worse ), those are sadly not contradictions in my experience

i'm obv a good / true ending person, and for the record: yes he forgives sun.ny. it takes a while to fully work through it all, but he's verbally forgives him like. definitely quicker than everyone else

big big big big "i'm always there for everyone but no one's ever there for me" vibes, like i think sun.ny might be the exception, but i do think most ppl who know ke.l see his sometimes-forced confidence / happiness and silliness and just think he's fine

okay so this is probably projecting but the whole "oh he supposedly moved on really fast and started doing all these sports and making a ton of friends etc etc" thing does not read like him just "getting over it," it reads like how i cope with grief: by not coping with it. don't get me wrong, distracting yourself can sometimes be a healthy part of grief but in my case, i wouldn't let myself feel it at all and like. especially with hero suffering????? i really feel like ke.l bottled it up and tried to be strong for his brother and at some point he did or will crack

i am a big fan of ke.l visiting mar.i's grave super often hc tho

in the same vein as like, everything above, his whole "i thought i would just mess it up / make everything worse" ( i am not looking up exact quotes, bear with me ) is so. . . like i think he's literally a little fucked up from not being able to read the room / read social cues well when he was younger ( which, like, literally canonical ). like he was literally scared to reach out to his grieving friends, presumably even before the argument with hero??? all because he might make it worse????? kill me

okay okay okay okay on a lighter note: so bisexual and yes i'm gonna be honest i stand by my Has A Crush On Su.nny headcanon. i didn't choose this life, my gay ass brain chose it for me

( on that note i do still find ke.l/aubr.ey/su.nny/bas.il extremely funny. collects almost the entire friend group and hero is just like "why???????????" )

he's so extroverted i mean this is canon ( "while you were working i sat on a bench and talked to strangers!" ) but it Has to be noted. everybody is a potential friend to him. where's that one post that's like "i'm not here to make friends (big dumb smile) i'm here to make BEST friends"

loyal to a fault, protective to a fault, and full of bad ideas ( affectionate )

so touchy, physical affection is so his thing. yes this is also canon but he's a big hugger for sure

bringing up the ADHD thing again because it's so real, i was replaying the junkyard part and the whole "what were we looking for again" followed by "were we looking for something? :)" like 10 minutes later is SO funny, he's just like me for real

he saved sun.ny's life. like we do acknowledge that right. you can only get bad endings if you don't open the door to ke.l. opening the door and letting ke.l finally reconnect with sun.ny after trying so long is the only path to a good ending. sobs into my hands.

anyway

[zoekrystall]

I started to bash on german the better I got in english especially regarding dubs (didn't help I was a stereotypical pretentious annoying lil kid) and I am so glad it was likely really just a kid phase bc I am rewatching detective conan in german (and once I hit where they're not getting dubbed anymore I switch to sub bc I do dislike names getting anglicized and I am very glad the ger dub kept the og japanese names, exceptions when I grew up w the anglicized names) and it is so so comfy. The dub is also just plain good imo and the voices are so nice to hear again I am so glad I found a site that got shows in german (ty katrielle layton anime for apparently only being available in japanese and german and me deciding "well I can speak german so why not check it out", nice voice acting but not up my alley).

I do still usually keep away from eng by anime bc I am a sub over dub person and I find most... not that good.. but I stopped to play part in the debate bc I'm sure all VAs try their best. Not for me but if you like em I'm happy for ya. And also in ger it is hit or miss when the og language is eng do I stick to that which is usually the case. Idk if it is just my perception or if it really did but german dubs kinda worsened but who knows maybe I just catched the ones w bad production on that part (reg ops we got nice ones but I was happy to learn others learned abt the one we got for naturo bc. yeah). Like purely anime speaking I think the cartoons and shows on tv are fine. Minus julien bam as sonic in the movies I still can't get over that but no hate towards him I just find the youtuber as voice actor thing always baffling no matter which language (also dislike the celebrity bias in every country. yes that person is famous but do they actually fit that role + voice acting and actor require different skill sets).

I think I started to bash so much on ger bc "og language always better" and sometimes yeah and I do watch if possible in the og w subs so nothing gets lost (that doesn't have to) but where that opinion makes a turn for the worse is if you start to become pretentious about it and everyone who chooses another option is somehow worse than you. Counts for every opinion that obv isn't debating human life. Honestly I adore polls but that's also why people need to zip it with their snarky comments in the answers or also on quizzes, I do have to admit those where op smacks (right answer) or smth on the one that almost no-one clicked on are funny to see though. A bit of banter is fine imo but there are some that are just really not necessary.

Anyways it is kinda funny how I thought one piece would surely get me into anime again bc I do adore it since like kindergarten and it'll forever be in my heart but nope detective conan it is. Ig the aspect of finding out together who the culprit might be is fun next to being able to do other things meanwhile bc I don't have to read. I think I got into conan at age 14? 15? Feels like decades ago though. I don't think I really understood why others rewatch things until now. Like I got it like yeah comfort but not the extend. I always tried not to rewatch bc "I got so much stuff I can't waste time with the same" (<- has replayed okami a lot on wii and now switch while having gaming backlog since forever, replayed bratz the movie on ps2 almost yearly as kid, etc) but I luckily start to go into "who cares" mode fully and it's really nice. I truly get it now.

[punkscowardschampions]

Bea & Fraze Pt.3

[Okay, summary, it was Fraze and Ray’s 13th, Fraze was having a party and some gal kissed him as a present so Bea peaced out, said gal became his gf and Baze were NOT on good terms, we forced them together for a Rocky babysitting moment, they burnt JoeRay’s weird shit and had it out eventually, ILYs were exchanged but Bea wasn’t sure if he meant as a brother or a boyfriend because the world likes to confuse y’all about what you are and what you can be to each other; the next day Fraze dumped this poor gal like he said he would and then Baze ditched school to go on a romantic building site date, first kisses as not literal children happened as well as some more firsts and discussions of more later, as well as attempts to work out how y’all can be together and not have it out there]

Bea: [‘if they wanna think it’s funny now’ like that would be ideal because we all know that is not the reception it would get lol ‘it’s better, when we talk’]

Fraze: [‘they’d tell themselves it’s the same’ like we’re still those little kids etc which is obvs why y’all aren’t planning to let them know any of it and that goes without saying]

Bea: [‘let ‘em’ because we know it ain’t, lifting our head up to look at you ‘none of them know what it’s like when it’s just us’]

Fraze: [‘they don’t know us how we know each other’ because cliche or not, it’s true, especially in his case and soz but none of you have earnt the right to know him like that is how he feels about it]

Bea: [‘no one does’ with an unspoken no one will being obvious in our case]

Fraze: [just look at her with all the feeling because there’s no way to even verbalise how much it means that he’s the one person she let in and that she really can trust him with having done that and also lowkey no need to say it either cos y’all know]

Bea: [‘shut up and kiss me’ way up in your grill already because we can’t handle any of this right now or ever so]

Fraze: [do use her hair to bring her in for a really good kiss thank you]

Bea: [make use of the fact neither of you have got up or dressed and be touching all the bare skin you would have no call to touch before now, like his chest and stomach, wrapping your arms and legs around his back because don’t want to let go or leave this moment]

Fraze: [we have to shamelessly say she has a scar somewhere even if it’s tiny af and faded af from being old, hence lowkey forgotten about, purely so we can say it isn’t forgotten about by him and he’s touching it now wherever it may be, more lightly than he’s ever touched anything ever, I don’t make the rules, but actually I do and I insist, not stopping kissing her to find it, obvs, cos he just knows where it is without having to even look]

Bea: [when the way he knows you never ceases to amaze you for real, he knows things that you don’t even know he knows or would think to imagine he does, obviously finding a conversely newer scar on his body, (‘cos he’s that sort of boy), specifically from when you were not talking in that week of torture, touching it with the same care but with a slightly more !! pressure because we’re saying we didn’t stop paying attention to you nor giving a shit, obviously it was the complete opposite, however we tried to play it]

Fraze: [oh lads, so cinematic, when you’ve gotta just wordlessly encourage her to give you a lovebite about this, like you too can actually leave a scar anywhere on my body if you want to, because he did give her a tiny one earlier but I don’t think she has because she was trying to be chill, and if she did it won’t be as dramatic as he’s giving her permission to be in this moment]

Bea: [I likewise don’t think she has because letting you lead this entirely lest we go too far and ruin everything was very much the vibe of how we were behaving; but now we’re here as wordlessly debating all the possible places we could give you a lovebite, and if we should do it somewhere you can hide it or just go for the neck as is classic because it isn’t like they had to have given them to each other just because they both have them (obvs it is a bit more suss but mcvickers have a newborn so they’re not paying that sort of attention), hence we’re pressing our head so close into his neck, lowkey just enjoying being there and feeling his pulse and the heat of his skin before we go in]

Fraze: [when you gotta lol, in a hot way, ofc, at her teasing him, because he LOVES to do it in any sense, wind up merchant he is, and he’s as about when she’s doing it back, but then she’s doing the most so it’s an even hotter lol like okay damn, because we all remember his lovebite was barely one and he’s likewise thinking about how he’s gonna be more extra about the next one]

Bea: [smiling at him but you’re so cuddled into him he probably can’t see so the ‘what are you laughing at?’ in his ear has to express how much you’re into it too, which it of course will, giving his earlobe a little tug like you’re so offended]

Fraze: [‘can take a swot out the classroom’ like you can’t get over how well she followed your wordless instructions there, cos where’s the lie, she really did and you’re really not]

Bea: [‘I know what you want’ almost dismissively in the sense we see that as an absolute given like well of course ‘can’t you think of anything better to call me?’ folding your arms between y’all so you’ve put that much distance so you can actually look at him again, in your faux madness at this]

Fraze: [😏 because he’s that smug self-confident bitch too so we love to see you feeling yourself as well, gal, along with just knowing it’s true, raising an incredible eyebrow anyway though cos gotta give out a lil challenge with it or who are they ‘what’s better than honesty, babe?’ like soz you’re SUCH a swot though actually]

Bea: [‘plenty of things, too bad you ain’t about to find out’ like lol this is no way to seduce anyone, sitting up if not actually getting up with it]

Fraze: [pulling her back down with such where do you think you’re going energy because we all know you aren’t actually mad sis and you don’t wanna go nowhere]

Bea: [LOOKING at him ‘I’m just smart’ when you eventually say anything after such a !! pause, because that’s the last thing you really wanted to say and the last thing he’d imagine]

Fraze: [‘smarter than me’ because it’s just a fact not a woe as me thing as far as he is concerned, while he’s doing the most to outdo her in the lovebite stakes, somewhere she can hide though, because of how hard he’s going at this, to show that he knows what she wants and can read her too, booksmart or not]

Bea: [shaking your head because not how we see it because we’re not a massive snob who only values booksmarts here but that becomes irrelevant when we’re having to use your shoulder to cover our mouth so we don’t make all the noise about this lovebite moment]

Fraze: [you’re not your sister, we all know it, oh Ro, don’t get me started truly ‘you was clever enough to come here with us’ because what a good decision, all round]

Bea: [my boo says we ain’t going there honey and she’s so right for that, not thinking about you right now sweaty; ‘that does feel like a very good idea right now’ emphasizing the feel with moving against him]

Fraze: [doing his own nod, basically just rubbing his face against her skin because of where he is ‘you got any more?’ because you know she does, she has so many she’s been holding back from you/gradually telling you so]

Bea: [doing your own hot lol as if it tickled but it just felt nice, as does all this closeness and contact, humming and biting your lip like you’re thinking so you don’t give it all away at once]

Fraze: [‘I’ll have them all off you’ as he’s doing the most to try and make her tell him by kissing and touching her in all the ways he’s found out give the best reactions based on what they’ve already been up to, because filed all that knowledge away for an opportunity exactly like this]

Bea: [‘typical’ like so you but how we sound is giving away the positive we actually see that as before our physical reactions can even give us away ‘I know you know what comes next’ because not saying you’re clueless, not by this age]

Fraze: [don’t mind him just kissing down her body not at all casually because he isn’t clueless, making me die as per the way all characters have such complete and utter disregard for their surroundings lol, god bless] 

Bea: [‘I’ll do you first’ like you don’t have to go down on me to earn it because we don’t know if you actually want to or what, we don’t have that kind of experience of actually reciprocal relationships and not the other person purely doing what they want always]

Fraze: [‘I’m here now’ which doesn’t sound at all as begrudging as it sounds typed haha, he’s like no no shh shh and simply determined to give this his best shot, despite not having a clue what he’s doing, it’s okay, boy, blag it, we’ve all gotta fake it til we make it sometimes]

Bea: [‘it’s different when you’re there’ hiding our head in our hands right now because we mean you can very much see it/us all as opposed to your mutual masturbation vibe; but are we saying this like I hate it and I want to stop? No, more like, what if YOU don’t like it, which in fairness he is a teenage boy and they say stupid shit to sound funny when they’re in a crowd so, I can see what you’re thinking, girl]

Fraze: [‘trust me’ with as much feeling, if not more than all the other times he’s said it so far this convo, because truly, what else is there to say or do, just this and then you’ve gotta show her she can by obvs not hating this or being that teen boy horrific cliche, gotta let you shine like that at least, even if you don’t with the oral skills you haven’t got yet, enthusiasm and checking in with her reactions counts for a lot, as we’ve said before]

Bea: [just nodding again so you don’t have to say I do right now but that’s the truth, just lying back down from however you’d sat yourself up to talk to him so you aren’t fully LOOKING at him whilst he does this, covering your mouth with the back of your hand]

Fraze: [imagine the pressure if she was STARING at him, but you’ll be fine, boy, I won’t do you dirty and say this goes horrifically wrong, we don’t need to be putting you off for life]

Bea: [you’re not smashed or a dickhead who refuses to take direction or is just purely oblivious so really it can’t exactly go wrong, lbr, hence another swear word coming out like a prayer casually, despite our efforts to be quiet]

Fraze: [when you gotta lol again, not at all casually the hottest lol, because love to hear it always ‘yeah, you pure love me now’ getting that scouse out, accidentally sounding like your sister because she always says that instead of really but we aren’t gonna think about that rn]

Bea: [when the ‘shut up’ just sounds like you want him to get back to what he was doing so you gotta give him a little kick as well, obviously with a smirk because not fuming]

Fraze: [do get back to what you’re here to do, boy, but give her leg a squeeze as the equivalent of the kick, but also a hot, stay still kind of move like the where do you think you’re going one, and just because you want to]

Bea: [making a small !! noise because you’re both taking this at a relatively slow pace for obvious reasons of not fucking the other up but you can’t kill your whole reaction or what would be the point]

Fraze: [it’ll give you confidence to be more !! yourself because we know y’all in the future and always and we know damn well that’s what you both like, softness has its place but that’s rarer for y’all than it is some of the couples we have, so, do the most, and if you wanna lowkey just be manhandling her all over this floor the entire time you can]

Bea: [‘I’m not gonna say it’ purely for the principle and how much you’re dying and thus he is trying to make you say you love him, obviously, lol, of course sounding THE MOST indecent you have ever thus far]

Fraze: [‘you fucking are’ with the same energy she said I know what you want earlier, it being an absolute given, because he is doing the absolute most and it has become a competition at this point like when they were trying to make each other cum first before, giving her a very indecent inner thigh lovebite as soon as he’s said it, to really try and make her]

Bea: [we all know you’re gonna lose but you’re also gonna give it your all, of course, literally moving away from you on this floor and crossing your legs like nope, am not but you’re fully this 😈 as well, me like your uniforms are gonna be dusty as hell, good thing the ball has been dropped around here huns lol]

Fraze: [the most indecent playfight ever ensuing here to get her back where she was, in every sense, can’t even call it a playfight cos this boy is not playing lol, so !! and so much stronger and bigger than her]

Bea: [when all you can do is LOOK at him with the biggest eyes ever because you’re likewise keeping your mouth shut so tight in this moment but you gotta let it be known]

Fraze: [taking a sec to pause and kiss her the most forcefully he is capable of to literally force her mouth open because obviously, simply must, giving all the SAY IT energy possible without speaking]

Bea: [put all that pent-up noise and energy into making out with him as aggressively as he started this, trying to switch your positions with it]

Fraze: [god loves a trier gal but we are all aware in no world is he letting you and you are gonna end up pinned so !! that it’ll actually hurt, soz not soz he has a job to do here and despite starting that makeout sesh he isn’t gonna get derailed from finishing it, kiss back down her body again to end up where you need to be, but so much more aggressively than when he did it the first time, duh]

Bea: [moaning his name because you have to say something at this point and that’s the only suitable substitute really as you’re here struggling against this pin more as a way to shamelessly move against him and what he’s doing]

Fraze: [the way he’d be moving against her too is frankly dangerous given y’all’s lack of clothes, get back to this oral please before y’all end up having unprotected sex on this day, there’s already a newborn child y’all are gonna have to raise]

Bea: [the way you’re going to cum at least once before you let yourself say this and lose, heavy quotation marks there, literally until you cannot handle it anymore ‘cos you know it’s the only way he’s gonna stop this]

Fraze: [it’s the immediate ‘I love you too’ as soon as she’s said it, and the way he then moves to makeout with her again with only slightly less chill even though I’m sure his jaw feels like it’s gonna fall off because he doesn’t care about that]

Bea: [we’re holding his face with the softness we first did because thinking the same thing but not concerned enough to stop kissing you]

Fraze: [not gonna stop til you’re forced to by needing to take a breath or whatever because too !! about everything that’s just happened, and even then, barely moving away to take said breath, just enough that it’s his turn to look at her with his biggest eyes because what a day we’re having, playing with her hair again because we can all imagine the state it’s in]

Bea: [just stroking his cheek and doing your own mini hot lol because our sentiments exactly ‘should’ve dumped her earlier’ as if you’ve wasted longer than a week or whatever with that lil relationship]

Fraze: [‘you should’ve said’ because he immediately dumped her the literal second Bea told him to, iconic behaviour that he is completely unrepentant about]

Bea: [‘you shouldn’t need telling’ jabbing him, gently though lol, in said cheek]

Fraze: [‘I did though’ said casually but his eyes are not at all casually spelling out that he needed her to tell him how she felt about this]

Bea: [‘need and want are different things’ like he just wants to hear you say these things like you just did there and then]

Fraze: [‘not to us’ because he is v much a everything he wants he will go after like it is a need, like all the mcvickers kids he doesn’t know how to want or like anything casually, it’s gotta be all-consuming and literally drive him on]

Bea: [when you obviously agree in the way he means it so doing a one-shoulder shrug like well yeah, true]

Fraze: [‘am who I am’ with his own shrug, emphasising this by finding another bottle of booze out of the stash, because I think the one they were on was empty, and lighting cigarettes for both of them, looking amazing doing this, excuse him]

Bea: [smoke this cigarette and at least find your skirt and blouse to throw back on because basically naked here, go to the window/the place where the window will be, idk the vibe, looking out to see what you can see from here and if anyone is about]

Fraze: [join her, wrapping your arms around her waist from behind and resting your head on the top of hers to have a look because it’s fun, you can do the thing where you imagine living here and thus mess about imagining your fictional neighbours while you smoke and have a drink and give her some time to recover from however many orgasms she ended up having there, I’d like to note he isn’t getting dressed properly at all because this boy does not give a single shit and walks around topless always lol]

Bea: [can we appreciate you’ve not ever been able to be this close ‘cos you aren’t JoeRay and thus can’t play it off as sibling intimacy although like, they a little old for that everyone but we get it, look the other way; so the way we’re just looking up at you, not even joining in but listening and engaged, obviously ‘don’t have to know your neighbours in London’ like won’t matter at all when we live there because everyone keeps to themselves, as is the stereotype]

Fraze: [the grin he’s gonna shamelessly do when she says this because it’s the stereotype but it’s also the dream, everyone is well aware you have childhood trauma from the debt era and the idea of anyone coming to the door still puts you on edge to this day, my poor boy ‘don’t get no garden for footie neither’ but said like it’s a worth it sacrifice we’re very willing to make]

Bea: [‘you’ll be a bit old’ like it’s so childish to play football past school-age lol, nudging him ‘unless that’s how you plan to afford living there’]

Fraze: [a frown like excuse you, when you were thinking of the kids you blatantly wanna have when you’re older but you don’t wanna verbalise that to her rn because you know that’s a weird thing to already be thinking about as a 13 year old boy but what can I say, he’s 13 going on 31 ‘old as to be picked out for none of that’ because they scout kids so early to be footballers it’s wild]

Bea: [wrapping your arms around him like don’t frown at me grumpy, taking the bottle to have a swig ‘cos you haven’t yet this time around, also I think boys are just as romantic as girls if not more so ‘cos they legit think things are going to happen like that whereas a lot of girls feel like they’re deluding themselves despite the signs they’re given and I said what I said on that ‘they don’t even play it properly here’ as if you’re consoling him about being past it]

Fraze: [I wholeheartedly agree my boo, but going by his friends in this era I get why you’re keeping your mouth closed on the subject atm sir, tipping the bottle up playfully when she takes her swig cos he knows she can hack it and won’t even flinch never mind choke like so many peeps would if he did that ‘loads I can do else, I ain’t worried’ because he genuinely isn’t, the confidence and the willingness to grind and hustle are too real already for this boy]

Bea: [mhmm, boys put on the front so hard, why we gotta lads, why; and you right, drinking however much drink is getting poured into our mouth here like its easy because there’s no alternative soz, and when it is just a given you agree with this so you aren’t even replying to it ‘what do you think he’ll do?’ meaning Joe because only one older than y’all and thus the one who will go out into the world first]

Fraze: [when you don’t wanna think about it because your thoughts are BAD like he’ll be dead or a crackhead and soz hun that you aren’t wrong, so just shaking his head with his jaw so firmly set like no I don’t wanna go there and talk about that]

Bea: [shouldn’t have gone there hun but we’re not an apologizer and think that this should be being addressed way more than it is by anyone, not that y’all can do much yourselves but here we are, walk away from him and the window ‘cos even if you’re not apologising you still know what you said and you should give him space]

Fraze: [when you’re also that bitch so what frustrates you most is there is nothing you can do + the fact this is hard for you to talk about because you’re not a bitch who holds back on your opinions ever usually so that’s frustrating too, take a sec to push all that back down how you gotta and then come back and take the bottle back like it’s casual]

Bea: [raising a brow as he takes it like oh okay, it’s that time again, finding your bra so you can put that back on and be fully dressed here]

Fraze: [when you don’t want her to be fully dressed or the vibe to change, especially not because of Joseph, full offence hun, so another playfight has gotta ensue over that bra when she finds it and before she can put it on like no don’t, the lack of fucks given if this bottle fully falls to the floor and smashes, priorities always]

Bea: [when that’s exactly why you were getting dressed so you’re like excuse me sir, folding your arms like fine ‘keep it, pervert’ as if that’s the tea here lmao because at least some of this tension is diffused]

Fraze: [gonna have to say you at least put your trousers back on earlier purely so you can stuff said bra in the pocket and fold your own arms like okay I will]

Bea: [just looking at his pockets silently thinking don’t forget that’s there before you throw them in the wash because imagine]

Fraze: [getting out and giving her another sherbet lemon from his pocket as if that’s what she wanted and it isn’t just that he wants to do the absolute most putting that into her mouth]

Bea: [rolling your eyes playfully like omg, subtle much because you haven’t reciprocated yet and now we’re both thinking about it ‘aren’t you supposed to ask too?’ once you’ve eventually put this sweet in your mouth and stopped playing with it on your tongue]

Fraze: [‘don’t you want to?’ as if she’s just asked him to beg and he’s like in no world will I because never has for anything ever and never will, he’s as stubborn as I am, sweaty]

Bea: [crossing your arms in front of you in an X like incorrect, shrugging like sorry lollollol]

Fraze: [doing his own shrug like whatever then because like I said, as stubborn as me]

Bea: [shaking your head as you go again to find your bag and your phone to look at the time because your loss so literally this time boy]

Fraze: [letting her even though it is his loss, so me vibes, sir why are we like this?]

Bea: [my boo says oh boy, we gotta sort this out lmao, we are equally as stubborn in this way though ‘cos are going to blatantly just be walking out ‘cos what else can you do if you’re not gonna relent]

Fraze: [‘where you going?’ before she can actually leave, cos obvs, don’t want you to gal and we know you don’t really want that either]

Bea: [‘don’t know’ because Tess is still on maternity leave at this point so you can’t go home until you’re meant to, leaning against the door/where the door would be like are you coming or what are we doing here]

Fraze: [throw her bra at her, in a casual not aggressive way like you’ll need this if you’re really leaving, making no move to himself because likewise nowhere to go and we like it here]

Bea: [dropping some info about the kids you hang around with like so and so said they were going here to do xyz, whatever boring shit you find to do as kids who can’t do much, after school, like assumed you’d wanna be there because it’s probably getting towards schools out time soon, just ignoring our bra wherever it is]

Fraze: [just making a face that shows how little he cares about any of those peeps or what they are doing because that is and will always be the tea, soz to said peeps but not really]

Bea: [doing a small sound of amusement at his reaction ‘doubt [his ex] will show her face’ as if that’s why he doesn’t want to, ‘cos clearly not that type to front it out to try and make it awkward] 

Fraze: [‘give less of a fuck, like’ because truly, she has not crossed his mind all day and he isn’t gonna spare her a thought now]

Bea: [just doing a smile with the same energy as your amusement there ‘they’re boring’ just like it’s a fact because it is to us]

Fraze: [‘every cunt but you’ also like it’s a fact because he’s always said that]’

Bea: [sitting back down, still in this doorway moment but it’s clear we aren’t going to walk out right this second so there’s no need to act like it ‘what are we gonna do, about them all, keeping it a secret?’]

Fraze: [‘forget ‘em all, we go where we want and do what we like, if they’re about for any of it, can count themselves proper lucky’ the way he’s casually like I don’t need friends, they were always an afterthought and now they are in my way so bye]

Bea: [just staring at him for a sec like you have to gauge if he’s being serious when you already know he always is, not at all casually crawling over to wherever he is still so you can be up in his grill ‘unlucky, I was just about to say you could have another girlfriend’ ‘cos thinking you might have to attempt to do that if you were serious, even though we know you couldn’t do it and you know that yourself lol]

Fraze: [‘no you weren’t’ cos we all remember how jealous she got over that one despite the fact he clearly wasn’t even that into it lol ‘I make my own luck and own decisions, reckon I can do better than repeating that bullshit on both counts without having to do much’ like no thanks we won’t be attempting that again]

Bea: [nod like yeah, I was, ‘cos saying and doing are two different things honey ‘do you?’ being as close as you can get to his face without your lips touching]

Fraze: [shaking his head at the same time as he reaches for her face to make her shake hers to doubly be like NO YOU WEREN’T again because the levels he never ever wants to hear that suggestion come out of her mouth, uni era included, then touching her lips when she’s that in his grill, as if there’s some stray sherbet on them he just has to get, by really quickly running his tongue over them, nbd]

Bea: [pouting at him for doing that so quickly and shaking your head some more about it like unacceptable, thank you, hoping the way your mouth looks is reminding him of what he could be doing rn]

Fraze: [literally stopping her head mid shake by kissing her, we know he’s gotta because can’t resist]

Bea: [got to kiss you in a way that is really driving home what that mouth do, not soz about it]

Fraze: [if you can ever stop kissing for a single sec given what her mouth can do, saying her name in a way that makes it beyond obvious he’s asking now the way he would not earlier]

Bea: [not gonna be cruel about it and are blatantly also wanting to do this for our own reasons here as well as wanting to show you how it feels, so wasting no time at all in making the show out of working your way down and dealing with his trousers once again]

Fraze: [me like oh boy you gonna DIE, this gal knows too much, I hope it’s not embarrassingly fast so she does actually get chance to show off a lil bit because some good should come out of all the horrible reasons she has those skills in the first place]

Bea: [at least we’ve given y’all a cool off time so you’ll have to work him up and you aren’t just making him cum immediately, not that you would care or be a bitch but y’all deserve to make the most out of this moment]

Fraze: [they do deserve that and they are so welcome, live your best lives lads because you can’t stay here forever however much you might wanna and you definitely can’t hook up here, not on my watch, so enjoy this moment, both of y’all]

Bea: [mhmm, you’ve got to show some concern for safety because the way no one needs a baby right now cannot be overstated]

Fraze: [mcvickers are an excellent advert for contraception for y’all, beating even feral teen hormones, no offence guys but it’s true, especially for baze who have got big plans and are busy]

Bea: [will be getting a doctors appointment immediately tah, not even bothered about the inevitable convo that will illicit because you can’t just do these things privately as a child, they’d have to let mcvickers know, but we’re not thinking about that here and now as we’re lying on your chest]

Fraze: [likewise will be stealing condoms from a shop immediately I’m sure, probably on your way home when you have to go later lbr cos mcvickers don’t need to know about that, and god knows if your school is handing them out to you because ireland is an actual madness so probably don’t rely on that possibility, ANYWAY, rn just here DYING and DEAD]

Bea: [‘better?’ whether we mean do you feel better after that, was that better than you imagined or some combination or inbetween answer is unclear but we’re grinning up at you]

Fraze: [a nod because regardless he do feel better and that was better than he imagined so either way, tis a yes from him and he can’t speak rn cos that dead about it]

Bea: [kiss his cheek and just be looking at how cute he is ‘so glad your parents room is downstairs’ as a whisper ‘cos near his ear and truly ‘not just ‘cos the baby is down there with ‘em’ at least that’s something kids]

Fraze: [gotta do your own grin at her because hard same always but especially now that you’ve done all this and you’re both thinking about what else there is still to do, and he’s very much thinking about how loud he can get away with making her be]

Bea: [laugh but also hide in your massive hair because you’re blushing thinking about this too ‘we’re doing it in your room’ as an FYI as we’re untangling you from our hair that is inevitably getting you too]

Fraze: [he loves it because she’s not one of these gals who is always blushing about things, just having a casual playfight with her hair because there is so much of it, helping her out with what she’s trying to do but actually hindering because being distracting, giving her a o clock like it’s a date she’s showing up to his room for, cos we’ve already said earlier in this convo when we wrote it before that tonight is the night, why would they wait when they’ve waited long enough]

Bea: [‘if I’ve finished my homework’ like it’s so casual and we are that swot for real, shrugging like you’ll have to wait and see, boy]

Fraze: [an eye roll as if she’s being serious when we know she isn’t ‘alright, fine, I’ll use a teacher voice when I tell you how good it was’ like he’s gonna give her a grade for this/say something like the comments they write on the bottom of your work]

Bea: [pushing him which means pushing yourself up so you’re leaning over him, tickling his face with your hair ‘yeah, right’ ‘cos that’s so not your style ‘if you was gonna you’d give a one word answer and that’d probably be alright’]

Fraze: [‘stop telling us to shut up and you might get more out of it, and me’ because she do keep saying that, but saying it like he absolutely doesn’t ever want her to stop saying it because it’s been hot af every single time]

Bea: [‘are you asking me to be nice to you?’ raising a brow and running your fingers across the plains of his face and down his neck to his collarbones ‘I can be nice’ like he’s just suggested you cannot]

Fraze: [echoing her ‘yeah, right’ from a sec ago, because not her style and we all know he doesn’t want it to be really lol, pulling her closer to him though just automatically like this is a competition and you’ve gotta prove you can be nicer/are the nice one]

Bea: [‘yeah, right’ with yes I am and now you shall see emphasis in how we are saying it now, paired with hugging him in the softest way you can muster like you’re this sort of girl]

Fraze: [pushing her away like he’s HORRIFIED lol because she isn’t that sort of girl and he isn’t that sort of boy like okay you win but don’t make a habit of that thank you]

Bea: [shaking your head like how rude but that’s how you knew he’d react thus why you did it]

Fraze: [pulling her back in though purely because the novelty of being this close to each other hasn’t worn off and he loves that he can if he wants to, sitting her on him the way they started this way back when they first got to this house]

Bea: [making the smallest noise of contentment about being like this again, even if you’re also !! ‘cos of what you know you can’t do yet and how easy it would be to]

Fraze: [‘why the fuck wouldn’t I stash them here when I done the rest?’ because made a point to leave a lil booze stash here but you didn’t think of leaving any contraception here, rookie mistake, cos reading her mind there]

Bea: [we know why so our look is conveying as much ‘should by rights make you wait ages, anyway’ like that’s what most of your friends will be dealing with ‘cos y’all are younger than the standard losing your v age rn so true ‘if ever’]

Fraze: [‘you have’ because how it feels given he’s been in love with her essentially his entire life, even though you are still babies basically]

Bea: [a short nod because obviously it feels the same for us ‘I’m not waiting any longer, there’s no point, you can’t say shit about it anyway’ because it’s not as if he can go and tell the world you’re a hoe, which is what most gals are afraid of and we wouldn’t even care anyway]

Fraze: [‘I wouldn’t say shit’ because he wouldn’t, not about her ever, he’d literally kill anyone who did and he’s said that before so]

Bea: [‘you know what I mean’ because we all know you have to keep this secret, as unfair as that seems at times]

Fraze: [‘I know we’ll not get caught, yeah’ said like it’s a given again because to y’all it is, you know you’re those bitches who can be sneaky and pull this off]

Bea: [‘we never do’ because you truly always have been ‘we don’t want to, is why’ rolling your eyes ‘cos think JoeRay are just shameless attention seekers, even if their need for attention is valid]

Fraze: [a sigh at joeray cos they are really pissing him off always but especially lately, soz y’all don’t know Ray’s death is looming and therefore think things are gonna like this aka this frustrating for ages yet ‘dunno how we’re related’ cos not all like them and it’s a point of pride for you at this point]

Bea: [things are peaking with how bad they are because she’s dying at the end of July and it’s May so, not long but as far as you know they’re just getting worse and worse with no end in sight ‘know the feeling’ with a nudge because we feel similarly about Rosaline, even as the 8 year old she is right now lmao]

Fraze: [shaking his head in a fuck the lot of them type of way because cba to waste time thinking or talking about any of them if they’re gonna suck this hard, same as his friends, the way baze are lowkey sociopaths a lil bit amuses me ‘they don’t live here’ like y’all do and you can just keep enjoying being here forever, idk if there’s stairs in this place or what but regardless, carrying her to a different ‘room’ of this house and kick drawing a bed shape in the dust with his foot to then lay her down on and makeout with her again]

Bea: [the truth is they do care really but they’re not going to sacrifice themselves to try and save any of y’all, soz you’re flopping rn and they have to protect their peace fam; with that in mind making out with you like we truly never have to leave and it can just be y’all and this house that isn’t a house yet ‘I just need you’ in between these kisses]

Fraze: [just be here showing her how much you need her too by kissing her like your life depends on it sir]

Bea: [biting his bottom lip gently but insistently because you’re very !! even if you don’t know exactly what you’re asking for here]

Fraze: [doing a noise about it that’s very !! by his standards, dryhumping her as insistently because it’s blatant what they both wanna do here but can’t, while also touching her way more indecently that the first time he did it, for the same reason, like as hardcore as when they were having their competition to make each other cum, but that’s the level he’s starting at this time]

Bea: [following his lead and coming in harder than you were letting yourself, touching him with the same franticness that is required when there’s too much to ever be said about all your many emotions right now and in general ‘give it to me’ v much like I’m gonna win this time but also just to say it]

Fraze: [REALLY really doing the most to fuck her without that actually and accidentally happening is the entire frantic and feral vibe of this moment ‘you need it’ like she needs the win because she lost before but we’re just saying it because she said she needs him but a moment ago at the start of this makeout sesh]

Bea: [‘I want it’ pointing out that the subtle differences between the two don’t change the outcome of what is gonna happen here, obviously our voice sounds ridiculously indecent, very much doing the most to you too as well as moving against you and egging you on with our reactions]

Fraze: [doing his headshake whilst grabbing her face to make her shake hers too thing he did earlier but so much harder about how he grabs her with it because the feralness of this moment, despite the fact he said earlier there is no difference between want and need, he’s VERY much here like no you NEED it, kissing her as aggressively as he ever has again]

Bea: [pushing your head against his with the same intensity, holding his in place to stop y’all moving for a moment so you can be LOOKING into his eyes with absolutely no space between you ‘please’ saying it super quietly but with all the !! possible]

Fraze: [‘you know I-’ stopping yourself cos you were gonna say you want to and you’re like fuck that ‘need you too’ as !! because could not be more desperate to go there and do this right here and right now ‘but you’ve gotta stay smart, not behave how a thick cunt would ‘cause of me’]

Bea: [doing a little grumpy face that is pure frustration but of course you don’t wanna get pregnant or anything so you’re not disagreeing you’re just acknowledging how hard it is to not go there right now for you too ‘I’ll always be smart’ like you don’t have to worry about me because there is enough to worry about for you both and we’re not down with being added to the list]

Fraze: [‘I’ll always love you, like I said’ no notes, because he’s feeling that same frustration atm but not at you gal and he knows how smart you are/have always been/will always be, so he’s not worried]

Bea: [‘you can do it forever then’ like soon we won’t have to stop ourselves and if you mean always we’ve got loads of time to make up for this here and now]

Fraze: [‘til you get properly old and the only time we talk is when you’re telling us to do one’ with a lol as if you’re gonna be the cliche old peeps who hate each other but are still together]

Bea: [‘I’m not getting old’ not like Imma die before then vibes just that we will never be a cliche old lady because the only experience you have is your nan and that was not a mood or a moment to replicate thank you ‘if you do then I will tell you to piss off’]

Fraze: [just a look and almost imperceptible nod because that makes so much sense, nothing about her has or ever will be a cliche, saying something one of their teachers likes to say when she gets an answer right, in a good but OTT impression of said teacher, because right answer on both counts] 

Bea: [‘you’re too handsome to be ignored’ like I could never, giving you another lovebite right on his jawline because the !! has gone nowhere]

Fraze: [putting the Jesus and Christ he’s both said earlier together when she does that with a fucking in the middle because really !! ‘don’t then’ and carrying on where they left off by moving so dramatically against her because HAVE TO, pressing down on the inner thigh lovebite he gave her during the oral again without looking cos like her scar he just knows exactly where it is]

Bea: [‘I can’t’ because that is true and blatantly so from the girlfriend debacle and how hard that was to keep up even for that short length of time, kissing your way to his earlobe so you can give him a lovebite there too, right as he’s grabbing that spot on your thigh making you say your own curse prayer again]

Fraze: [‘I can’t wait ‘til tonight’ said with the pure frustration of feeling like you’ll literally pass away if you’re not actually inside her soon because how it feels ‘you’re the smart one, think of something’ like she can magic up a solution for this]

Bea: [‘don’t then’ not ‘cos you’re actually gonna let him but because you’re fairly sure that this, teamed with the way you’re moving to take off your pants like you’re doing this will send him over the edge]

Fraze: [me like oh girl you’re SO right, of course it will, no notes]

Bea: [you thought of something, girl, now lie here and try to recover]

Fraze: [cupping her cheek as gently as she did his right back at the very very start, because she is the smart one and he is having a what a mind moment here about it, kissing her cheek the way he did when she was the one who cupped his cheek but more !! because the feels are somehow even higher always]

Bea: [just closing your eyes and making a soft little moan noise because you love him so much, taking hold of his hand and rubbing it against your whole face basically, kissing the side of his thumb and opening your eyes again to 🥺 at him]

Fraze: [‘I dunno how to tell you you’re loads more than pretty neither’ because not just a pretty face, she’s so so smart and he’s actually in awe of it and always has been, a throwback to when he said he didn’t know how to tell her she was pretty earlier, cos I can, resting his forehead against hers like, that brain tho fr]

Bea: [‘you can’t hide it from me’ once your foreheads are pressed together, ‘cos we know you and we know how you feel about us, that’s not in doubt at this point, not at all, even when you inevitably had to hang out with your own friends more and try to give space because you were trying for the look of it to your parents and such, we still were never like oh Fraze HATES me now ‘cos not that bitch and we knew what it was about]

Fraze: [‘no cunt’s telling the bones of me what to do’ like nope, I can’t and won’t because he’s always wanted her to know how he feels and soz mcvickers but you can’t stop him, when you’re just admitting you’re in love with her to a literal bone deep level nbd]

Bea: [‘you know what to do’ not even as a saucy suggestion but validating that we see you as equally as smart and capable as us because we do, we are kissing you though, obviously, lest we say anything else that is far more blatant, as if it matters]

Fraze: [‘to you, with you, for the forever you’ve said I can have’ a nod like yeah I do ‘I’ve some ideas’ because he’s here having imagined your whole future life, house and kids and all, we all know it and he is forever unrepentant]

Bea: [‘together’ as confirmation you agree and are here for it, smirking like oh yeah? ‘Cos we don’t doubt that ‘it’s a surprise or?’ like you gonna tell me]

Fraze: [‘when we’re there, you won’t be able to shut us up showing off about how my plan came together’ like just you wait and enjoy your peace and quiet while you can lol, Winnie play mastermind, as if this is all his masterplan whatever their life ends up looking like]

Bea: [shaking your head as an oh you but also so you can just nuzzle your face against his with it too ‘take all the credit then’ like oi but also do it ‘cos we don’t care, as long as it happens]

Fraze: [‘you know what I want’ like it’s a given and also remember when you said that and how true it also is about this because it is, of course she does ‘and what’s mine’ll be yours if fuck all goes according to plan’ because getting married is obvs step 1 after moving in together which you’ve already discussed while you’ve been in this house, soz it isn’t in your real life lads because the twins happen but y’all have no way to know rn]

Bea: [just staying quiet because there are so many practicalities to this vision you don’t need to contemplate right now at this age and you aren’t going to be the one to piss over it all, just here touching his skin again wherever takes your fancy ‘cos you can]

Fraze: [just here thinking about when he said that he’d marry her as a kid and mcvickers pissed all over it in a I’d like to see you try this time, fuckers, manner, taking her hand and rubbing his over her ring finger absentmindedly as he thinks this like he can leave a bruise or something in the shape and place of where a ring would be purely from wanting it enough]

Bea: [‘do you think your parents will?’ ‘cos famously not married out here]

Fraze: [‘only if one of them’s dying from something and they see it coming’ v cynical but practical that they would so that all the legal shit is easier]

Bea: [‘mine were’ even if he knows this because slightly mad that they found the time but they were those sort of romantics like that, despite their age]

Fraze: [a nod, whether she can see or feel it, depending how y’all are positioned atm, because I feel like he would know that and he too is that romantic so he approves of it more so than he does the way mcvickers love story looks, despite there obviously being elements of that he also thinks are romantic af]

Bea: [we’re not judging you mcvickers ‘can’t imagine your mum in a dress like that’ because imagining the full princess moment and it is amusing]

Fraze: [making a face that I hope she can see because it would be so funny ‘she’d never, he’d be in the dress before her’ not shading you Fearghal but where’s the lie on Tess never rocking a meringue ever, and lowkey are shading Tommy for fully wearing dresses as a kid and Joe for being the emo he is in eyeliner and nail polish and everything so]

Bea: [loling because we’re lying here looking at you and that face was iconic, as are the mental images this is all conjuring ‘thank fuck it isn’t a show the little ones can force them to put on’ ‘cos imagining the dramatics that would ensue from everyone now]

Fraze: [‘it ain’t that funny’ in that ugh my family way of being a teen and the mcvickers fam actually being so weird but we know he doesn’t really give a fuck what anybody thinks and that he’s loling too because it’s contagious and he’s happy rn and there’s distance from it here ‘shut up’ but in the least shut up way ever and only the hottest way ever like don’t how they have all day, kissing her about it because the lol was cute]

Bea: [purposefully keeping laughing for the bit now like no excuse me I must ‘how bad can you look in a suit?’ like come on, you’ll be fine babe]

Fraze: [trying to cut off her lols with kisses any and everywhere he can, ending up doing the most to her earlobe so he can say in her ear ‘do you mean me or other cunts in general?’ and then reminding her of someone whether that’s a teacher or a neighbour or whoever who looks like total shit in a suit, you know the vibe]

Bea: [being distracted by what he’s doing on your ear like oh okay, sorry to this man ‘it doesn’t matter what anyone else looks like to me’ like I only notice you and you know it]

Fraze: [‘you’ll wanna marry us, how good I’ll look’ no notes, just saying he’d look that good in a suit during this mcvickers fictional wedding that she’d want to get him in one and down the aisle as soon as she can]

Bea: [doing your own ‘shut up’ and kissing you some more about it]

Fraze: [obviously picking her up and carrying her bridal style around this house including through a doorway, but please don’t do the actual way out cos y’all are not clothed enough lol, kissing her the entire time without stopping, not caring at all what you bump into or the carnage you could cause]

Bea: [telling him to stop and smacking him in the very don’t actually stop way that goes with how you’re kissing him back despite any protesting you’re doing in between]

Fraze: [finding the bottle and making her pick it up and have a drink and give you one as if y’all are doing wedding toasts/drinking to yourselves and this imminent marriage, not putting her down or stopping kissing her ever, getting in a mess with this booze about it]

Bea: [not y’all getting in this total mess when you’ve gotta go home, soz we’re too into it to care that we’re going to smell like booze so hardcore, tis decadence like you have not experienced before casually]

Fraze: [thank god mcvickers have a baby to contend with and won’t notice because the fucks y’all are not giving with your lovebites and your reeking of booze, god bless, make the most of this freedom before everything goes to shit and you’re lowkey raising that baby your damn selves]

Bea: [oh it’s already lowkey the least of their worries and soon will be in the realest way, already getting overlooked tbh, oh lads]

Fraze: [mhmm, I love you mcvickers and I always will but you know what you did]

Bea: [soz to do this to y’all but somethings gotta give]

Fraze: [speaking of, we should probably make y’all leave this house soon even if you don’t go home yet but I don’t wanna lol, we love it here]

Bea: [you will have to at some point, can always have someone come through this building site and spook y’all into leaving, even if that person is also just another person(s) dicking about when they shouldn’t be]

Fraze: [that’s a good idea, clearly nobody is working on it rn for whatever reason hence y’all are here but all the more reason for peeps to notice that once school is out, cos we said it’s getting near that o clock and come through]

Bea: [won’t let y’all literally be walked in on in this compromising position but you can get your clothes on and duck out before they do, taking whatever is left of the stash with you]

Fraze: [my boo says not on my watch and she’s so real for that, tbf if they are loud af older teen idiots like I’m imagining you’d defs hear them coming a mile off, running their mouths and have time to do that, we’re not even being unrealistic there]

Bea: [agreed and this clearly isn’t the only building or anything so it’s not like this is the only place to go for these boys probably pissing about with things and causing damage so run run before they see y’all ‘cos cba with having that run in]

Fraze: [love the not getting caught for y’all really validating that baze are boss babes and can do and get away with anything they want, such a mood, run run as fast as you can and have the cliched but iconic moment of eventually stopping and being all breathless and grinning cos you won again and LOOKING at each other]

Bea: [when you make a good team and nobody can deny it, hence whatever street corner we’re now on and however breathless we are we’re launching ourselves at you to have a cinematic kiss about it]

Fraze: [I love that for y’all even more because okay technically you’re very much not kissing publicly because nobody is around and even if they are it’s clearly nobody y’all know, but it’s as close to being a couple as you’re allowed to be in this era, hence really being peak romance about how he’s kissing her back here]

Bea: [like this is definitely nowhere near your home and your chances of being caught in a way that would genuinely matter are clearly slim but the way we had to kiss you without going into all this thought truly is it for me, like we were not thinking too hard even though it is fine and we clearly knew that in the back of our head]

Fraze: [agreed, I am living for and about that because one thing about this gal her brain is never off, why I stan cos same sis, what a great time we’ve all ended up having, so glad we revisited this]

Bea: [we’re all living hun, here saying his name ‘cos it won’t be the same when you have to say it again at home]

Fraze: [that’s true, say hers in response for the same reason and just also because you’re not over being able to say it like this yet]

Bea: [reacting physically to him saying your name like he did so much more ‘how am I meant to concentrate?’ ‘cos ages ‘til it’s an acceptable time for y’all to piss off to bed and we’re too into you to just be chilling doing normal after-school nonsense]

Fraze: [‘concentrate on thinking about me’ as if that’s any kind of solution sir, meanwhile he’s here putting her hair back up into the bun it started in because you can’t tell me she had time to do that before they ran, but not really, he’s very much just pulling her hair into his hand and kissing her neck very dramatically, going over the very first lovebite he did and making it more extra because he wasn’t being as !! then]

Bea: [‘not risky at all’ with a smirk that gives away that the opposite is true, obviously ‘but as long as you think about me’ with a shrug like I suppose we’ll be equal, gripping at his hair and pushing his head against you harder ‘cos any level is never enough and you can always go harder]

Fraze: [when you don’t even have to verbalise your lil catchphrase of no risk, no reward that your son and grandson have both stolen because you’re living it that hard now and acting it out with how much harder he’s going after being egged on by her like that, likewise true of what he’s going to be thinking about, it’s too blatant to need to be said when he can say her name again  indecently instead and push her up against the nearest wall, wherever that may be, I’m sure it’s probably lowkey the side of someone’s house but y’all do not care]

Bea: [GASPING at how he says your name, yet again ‘if you call me that in front of the rest I’m going to be so mad at you’ pulling him into us by his waist because mad clearly doesn’t mean what it says on the tin here]

Fraze: [‘it’s your name, babe’ like you can’t get ‘mad’ at him for saying it, saying babe with the same energy like okay is this any better, purely because living for the reactions ‘what else am I gonna call you?’ said like they are both THINKING about all the indecent af alternatives, as if he’d drop something like that in front of the fam lol]

Bea: [‘then you’ll have to ignore me’ because simply unacceptable I’m afraid, it sounds too good when you say it, bunching his school shirt up in your fists with the babe and shaking your head like that won’t work either]

Fraze: [‘I can’t’ echoing when she said it, and doing the most as per to show her how true that is by really pushing himself into her in exactly the right place] 

Bea: [‘we have to do this’ being vague intentionally as to whether you mean keeping the secret or literally doing what you’re doing right now, both work tbh]

Fraze: [keep doing what you’re doing as if that’s entirely what she means because yolo]

Bea: [wrap your arms around the back of his neck and let him support the full weight of your body against his, kisses going between soft and intense and teasing and messy seemingly at random as the urge takes us, trying them all out, also calling you ‘babe’ like we’re purely parroting you to take the piss but we’re also seeing how that feels in this scenario]

Fraze: [holding her waist and pulling her in closer with the same energy, matching or being completely contrasting about his kisses back as the mood likewise takes him, only pausing to LOOK at her when she says that because of the way it HIT, ofc it did]

Bea: [raising a brow like what? As if you don’t know, so then you’re pulling his head to you so you can say it some more in his ear, peppered in with his name like heheh]

Fraze: [don’t mind this boy here going so red and getting so flustered, nothing to see here anyone else, obvs he’s gotta pull her head to him with even more !! and kiss her very dramatically, including a lip bite that is so much less gentle than the one she did to him earlier, no other response is acceptable]

Bea: [the least subtle reaction of all time, so much so you gotta pull away and look around like whoops ‘smart, yeah?’ because we are not giving but we’re not actually pissed off with ourselves about it rn here because clearly no one you know is just chilling]

Fraze: [‘always’ because she said it earlier and it’s just true, she is, in her ear just to be in her ear because she was his earlier and we can pretend we’ve gotta because that reaction was so unsubtle, giving her a lovebite behind her ear where it’ll easily be hidden by all the hair she has cos again more subtle than the earlobe one he has and not matching but almost, it goes without saying how roughly he’s once again pulling that out of the way to do it]

Bea: [‘you’re too distracting’ like you’re making great effort here to be doing anything that isn’t reacting to everything he’s doing to you, play pushing him into this wall he pinned you up against]

Fraze: [‘I ain’t sorry I get to distract you like this’ too true because of how long they’ve both wanted anything like this to happen, overwhelming in the best possible ways, again pulling her into him because cannot get close enough ever, almost pulling her over with the !! of it]

Bea: [‘me either’ with the most blissed out sigh because lord knows you need distracting sometimes girl, being fully on top of you again like you got nowhere to be, just heart eyes ‘I want you’]

Fraze: [‘you want a distraction that ain’t bullshit’ because lord knows y’all have enough distractions that are bad rn and there are only more coming, little do you know ‘you need me’ yet again saying there’s no distinction but then making one, oh boy you do amuse me]

Bea: [‘the bullshit is the rest, until we can have what we want’ soz you’re such babies and you’ve got a ways to go before you can be fully on the track you’ve already decided you wanna be on, so for now kiss this boy as confirmation because yes to both want and need]

Fraze: [kiss her back as your confirmation that the bullshit is and has always been the rest, because couldn’t agree more, and at least now you are taking steps towards what you want, baby steps though they may be]

Bea: [you’re getting their kids, soz about the massive setback you’re about to be dealt, like]

Fraze: [we’re cruel cruel girls, enjoy your blissful ignorance while you have it though, even if you’re probably gonna have to move from where you are cos the peeps whose house this is are probs gonna appear from doing the school run or whatever like excuse you, start walking, however half-heartedly]

Bea: [mhmm, get your booty butts into gear, not you brushing your hand against his whilst you walk but not actually holding it]

Fraze: [why did I almost scream because I love that so much, it’s so y’all’s vibe well done boo, meanwhile I’m gonna need him to steal flowers out of someone else’s garden because of the birthday tradition and what she said about only getting flowers once a year, excuse us whoever’s garden that is]

Bea: [an absolute must, you are that bitch and you will be secretly so thrilled even if outwardly you’re loling like oh you ‘gift you stole is still a gift, suppose’ because how y’all been living]

Fraze: [‘I’ll do better when we pass a shop’ because we all know he isn’t just gonna steal condoms, he’ll be getting her fave sweets and energy drinks so they can stay up and whatever else feelsy things he spots that he thinks she’ll like, not him tucking one of these flowers into her hair, it’s fine]

Bea: [‘we should take the baby out’ ‘cos thinking that if you give Tess that break so she can deal with the other kids and chill, you won’t have to do any other chores tonight because cba dealing with the rest of you and babies are easier]

Fraze: [‘still got it, babe’ because that is such a good idea and she is so smart even if she did have that lapse earlier, v necessarily though it was]

Bea: [linking your arms like you gotta to move forward and kick a random bit of rubbish out of your path right there, doing a little bow when you untangle and move back like yeah, I know ‘whilst he’s still a mute witness’ ‘cos thinking those other kids can’t keep their mouths closed, oh if only you knew the casual trauma Ali is being subjected to lol]

Fraze: [poor Ali, we really are the biggest bastards to her ‘don’t reckon we ever bother teaching the little fucker to talk, like’ said as if they don’t it won’t ever happen because mcvickers are being that lax, because I love me some foreshadowing and if y’all only knew the amount of childcare you’re about to get lumbered with]

Bea: [my boo says honey, you got a big storm coming and it’s too true ‘I’ll keep the list of excuses in code or in my head’ tapping his temple for emphasis, ‘cos we know you’re going to have to come up with plenty]

Fraze: [‘you’re good at thinking of ‘em’ cos remembering the dentist earlier and what a stroke of genius that was, just really emphasising he’s not worried and she’s got this because wholeheartedly think so ‘bet we’ll not run out before we leg it from here’ meaning ireland for london of course, not this street literally]

Bea: [‘you’re inspiring’ shamelessly thinking about when you baited him earlier by acting like y’all were gonna do it, hence we’re grinning rn ‘of course we won’t’ because who are you if not these hoes ‘we get what we want’ like lowkey never listening to a thing a professional/adult has wanted from us a day in our life but we can fake like we are, so we aren’t worried about anyone catching us out]

Fraze: [getting SO in her grill when she grins because love it and before today it’s probably been a minute since you had cause to see it, even prior to his gf debacle, there isn’t much to grin about on the daily atm, gently grabbing her bottom lip with his thumb and finger, LOOKING at where he bit it before ‘I want you’ to echo when she said it, and because he does, tis true]

Bea: [having to do the biggest, widest eyes at him because what else can you do when it is this mutual and he’s got you like this, biting his thumb but really gently, more just holding it briefly with your teeth]

Fraze: [‘fuck you’ like she’s just bitten his finger off, except not at all because it’s said exactly like an ILY, with all the feeling in the world, and as soft as he ever says anything]

Bea: [saying your ‘fuck you’ against his fingertips, still LOOKING at him, obviously because couldn’t be more into it and in love with you right now]

Fraze: [returning this LOOK with the biggest hearteyes attached to it because hard same, just pushing his fingers into her mouth more, playing with her tongue, all very gently and slowly still, because obviously that’s what we’re up to on this random street rn]

Bea: [brushing some hair behind your ears as a shameless excuse to touch the stem of the flower he put behind one of them as you’re encouraging him to do the most by lightly flicking your tongue against his prying fingers]

Fraze: [just here having the most unusual playfight via her tongue and his fingers don’t mind them, meanwhile also leaning well in so he can brush his lips against each of her knuckles individually while she’s touching that flower stem because they’re so soft and not all bruised and fucked up like his cos that type of boy]

Bea: [closing your eyes because that’s the softest gesture in the world and you can’t handle it, forgetting yourself and fully sucking his fingers into your mouth as well ‘cos excuse us, you can’t be that blatant you love us]

Fraze: [earning a turned on gasp about it which for him might as well be the loudest and most extra moan ever because so about that and we have to let you know it ‘everything you do is gonna do me in’ just really making sure she knows she’s killing you just by existing]

Bea: [a happy ‘yep’ like that’s the plan ‘fuck letting someone else try and fail’ full shade to that poor random girl and any others, tucking his hair (however needlessly) behind his ear with one hand and reaching into our bag to pull out a packet of cigarettes to put one behind his ear like its a flower]

Fraze: [‘you knock me the fuck out’ so much emphasis on the you because nobody else could even make him wobble and we all know it]

Bea: [when that’s such an old hollywood thing to say so you’re here floating, could burst, don’t mind us, put another cigarette in his mouth and light it for him but after he’s had the first drag, taking it off him to have your own, not before you’ve kissed him so he has to blow that smoke into your mouth]

Fraze: [everything about that is so cinematic and iconic, we stan, if we needed any proof at all that he loves her he HATES sharing anything but here he is letting her take that cigarette off him like it’s nothing, watching her take a drag because she always looks hot doing it, soz but that’s facts, kissing her so she has to also blow the smoke into his mouth, it’ll be an endless cycle, wait and see lol]

Bea: [that poor kid in a big family trauma is real and we respect it but y’all are having too much of a moment to not share this cigarette in the most romantic and intimately gross but not to y’all moment of your little lives ‘kill me right back’ also as a means to breathe smoke straight from our lungs into yours]