#best friends mayhaps omg??

[koishua]

watching f4 thailand at last and jaw on the floor mira is both gorgeous and so badass marry me pls

[nerdy-novelist017]

Omg hi!!!🧚🏻‍♀️

I just wanted to pop by and tell you how much I LOVE your writing and content, makes me kick my feet reading about Benny and Bunny😫🙂‍↔️I was just wondering if mayhaps you’d write something in which Bunny gets mad at Benny for something and gives him the cold shoulder hehe. You mentioned in your most recent installment of them how she’s done that when pissed at him and I just thought it’d be so interesting to see an upset Bunny and groveling Benny😏perhaps involving the topic of jealousy or miscommunication. Have a good day/evening and feel free to ignore my yapping!!!🙈🐇

Thank you so much for your kind words! 🥹You're so sweet!!! I could never ignore your yapping, friend! Sorry this took so long to post but I wanted to get it right since this request is so stinking cute! I was going to break this up into two parts because I got a little carried away but I figured you guys probably don't mind the longer posts ;) Please let me know your thoughts on this as I love reading your comments! Hope you enjoy! 🫶

Benny x Bunny Masterlist 🐰

Word Count- 3.4k+

Love, Lids, and Lessons (Benny Cross X Shy!Reader)

Listen, Benny fucked up on a near daily basis. He’s by no means perfect and there was a lot that you overlook because you loved him and he’s still the best man you’d ever met. However, there were times where Benny pissed you off so bad that you simply couldn't excuse him. This happened to be one of those times.

You were standing beside him at the pool table during what happened to be a pretty intense moment of a game that Benny happened to be losing pretty badly. It was the third time you’d approached him, asking to leave. It wasn’t even that late but you had wanted to go because you planned to get up early the next morning to meet your girlfriends for a breakfast date. He’d told you that the two of you could leave soon, after he finished his beer. And then he told you after he finished his game. Then that game became the next game. And the current game which he happened to be losing and maybe it was that his temper with the razzing he was receiving from the members who watched the game but he just didn’t want to have to tell you one more time that you would both be leaving soon. You tugged on his sleeve again and he just said it, without a filter, without thinking. 

“Bunny, you’re being naggy.” 

That was it. Just four words that would cause him more trouble than he even realized. He didn’t mean it in a rude way; He was just trying to tell you what you were doing was annoying to him. He said way worse than that to the boys and they never reacted the way you did. 

Your mouth dropped open in shock, driven speechless by his words. He made a shrugging motion to you that said What? But the low whistled that emitted from Cal on the other side of the pool table did nothing to deescalate the embarrassment he could see bubbling in your face. You snapped your mouth shut, brows pinching together as you glanced at the others who heard. Not many, just Cal, Johnny, Betty and a few others. It was enough. When your gaze found him again there was an undeniable dark cloud in your eyes and he wanted to apologize. But you turned and walked away before he could say anything else. 

“Oh, Benny. . .” Johnny muttered with a grimace but Benny was too caught up in the taunting of the other members around the table to hear him. So he let you storm off, figuring you’d have cooled down by the time his game was over. And shortly after, his game ended (He lost, though he didn’t really find himself caring about that, not with the image of your hurt expression looping in his mind) and he said goodbye to the boys and went to find you. Only . . . you were gone. 

He found Gail who told him you had left with Kathy. He clenched his jaw and nodded. You rarely ever left with someone else, you liked to ride home with Benny. He thought maybe you were just tired and Kathy was probably leaving at the same time but a little voice in the back of his head told him it was more to it than that. He tried to ignore the way the ride home was quiet without you on the back. And when he walked through the door, you were not in the entryway where you normally stood waiting for him. No, you weren’t even in the kitchen where he’d sometimes find you during a midnight craving. Something uncomfortable gripped at his heart and he stood in the kitchen for a long time, trying to come to terms with the fact that you probably left. 

Trudging up the stairs to your bedroom, his heart skipped a beat when he saw your form laying in the bed, back facing him. He resisted the urge to go to you, sensing the way your shoulders stiffened that you were still awake. He undressed slowly, taking the time to decide what he wanted to say to you. But even as he pulled back the covers and crawled in next to you, no words ever formed in his mouth. Instead, he tried a different tactic. He pressed himself up against your body, sliding his hand over your waist, traveling it up to your breast as he leaned in to kiss your cheek.

You brushed his hand away. “I’m not in the mood, Benny.”

His hand moved down to your hips instead to take it in another direction but you gripped his wrist and moved it back to his side. “I’m serious. I’m tired”

Okay, you were upset about what he’d said. He sighed and rolled onto his back, moving back to his side of the bed. He waited a few more seconds to see if you’d follow him like you normally did, but you remained steadfast in your spot so he reached over to the bedside lamp and switched it off, the room filling with darkness. He laid in that darkness for a long time, contemplating what to say, what to do. 

When Benny woke the next morning and his hand drifted over to you, he found your side of the bed empty. He frowned, glancing at the clock. It was still early and you almost never woke up before he did. And if you did, you just wanted to snuggle with him in bed. With an odd feeling in the pit of his gut, he got up and dressed, seeking you out. He found you in the kitchen, wearing an apron with little flowers embroidered on the fabric. You stood at the island, frosting cupcakes that he didn’t know you planned on taking with you. 

“Mornin’,” he said as he approached, making his way over to make a cup of coffee. You only hummed in response. He turned back around to face you, leaning against the opposite countertop, feeling as though the space between you was as wide as an ocean. He watched you for a moment as you set down the cupcake you were working on, the delicate desert now freshly adorned with baby pink frosting. You reached forward to start on the next one and that’s when he spoke again. “You need help with that?” 

“No,” you replied, avoiding eye-contact. A heavy silence filled the kitchen as he sipped meekly at his coffee and you finished frosting the cupcakes. It’d be better to just rip off the band-aid, he decided. He wasn’t going to go his whole day pretending he didn’t know that you were giving him your traditional cold-shoulder response. So he said, “You still mad about last night?”

Your eyes flashed up to his for just a moment. “What do you think, Benny?” 

“About what I said? C’mon . . .” He didn’t even mean it in a rude way! Sometimes you were so sensitive and he truly didn’t understand you. Johnny had told him once that women were a completely different creature than them. And as Benny watched you furiously frost your cupcakes, he really felt the impact of that statement.  “I didn’t mean it. You know that. I was a little drunk and–”

“Oh you were drunk?” Your voice dripped with sarcasm. “Well, in that case, I’ll just let you get away with whatever you want when you’re drunk. Won’t let anything affect me at all!”

Hmm. He didn’t think that’s what you were gonna say to that. Benny hated it when you verbally put him in a corner like this, didn’t let him get away with his half-assed apologies that never actually use the phrase ‘I’m sorry.’ It always made him get defensive, made his temper flare and he’d end up doing more damage than good nearly every time.

“You were naggin’ and you know it. I don’t know if it was because you wanted to go home or if you were jealous that someone else had my attention for a moment and you didn’t–”

“Jealous?” The word echoed off the cupboards. “Are you kidding me?”

“Bunny–” he groaned but you cut him off. 

“Don’t Bunny me right now,” you griped, eyes narrowing as you began placing the cupcakes in the portable carrier he had surprised you with for your birthday a few months ago. “Jealous? You honestly think I was jealous? Or are you just sayin’ that because you want to get a rise out of me?”

“Well, I’m just tryin to say–” he stopped short as he caught your sharp gaze. “I just. . . Don’t you think you’re overreacting about this?”

Your mouth formed a thin line, jaw clenching. You stared at him for a few agonizingly long moments before you shook your head, muttering, “You–” 

Benny was dying to know what you were about to say but only observed as you removed your apron, folded it neatly and placed it back in the drawer before you grabbed your portable tray and left the kitchen. Like a moth to flame, he followed you as you went to the door, pausing only to slide your feet into the kitten heels you had lined up at the baseboard. Without saying another word, you opened the door and left. But he trailed after you, standing on the porch, he wordlessly watched as you descended the stairs and walked down the stone pathway to the white picket fencing you had always talked about and opened the little gate. 

“Damn thing,” you grumbled under your breath as you fought with the broken hinge of the gate to close it properly behind you, the sound squeaking obnoxiously. 

“When are you comin’ back?” he hollered after you, trying not to sound as desperate as he felt.

“Later.” Was your vague answer before you got into your car and left Benny still standing on the porch, front door ajar and eyes narrowed. 

******

Wiping the sweat from his brow, Benny stood to his full height and took a step back to take in the shiny new hinge on the gate he just installed. He tried opening and closing it a few times, admiring the way it worked soundlessly. Good as new, he thought. Fixing physical things like door hinges and motorcycle parts, those were easy. Benny was good with his hands, he could tinker around and fix just about anything he set his mind to. But fixing emotional things. . . those were not so easy for Benny. Apologies were rare and he’s never one to throw them out like confetti as you so often did. You apologized too much and he’s told you that you shouldn’t apologize for half the things you do. 

He’d had a lot of time to think about what happened and his mood certainly shifted more than once during his front gate project. At first, mild annoyance because what he said to you was hardly an insult. Then, it might have been due to the sun beating down on him while he worked, but genuine anger replaced the annoyance because you were so damn sensitive and there were times he felt he had to walk on eggshells around you. But the anger quickly fizzled out when he thought about how your sensitivity was what made you special. It was what helped you be so empathetic, so caring toward everyone you came across. And by the time he’d finished fixing the gate, the only feeling that smothered him was a painfully present regret. Regret for what he had said, but also for what he hadn’t. An apology was something you deserved, but he didn’t give it to you, not in an appropriate way. 

So when you came home, hours later, he watched from the living room window as your car pulled in front of the house. You exited the car, and he almost held his breath as you opened the gate, taking a moment to open and close it a few times. You definitely noticed he’d fixed it. Good, but that didn’t mean he was in the clear yet.

You came inside and it was clear that you were still upset by the way you moved. He could see your shoulder stiffen when you noticed him there, could see the pouty lip of yours pull into a slight frown. You hardly spoke to each other the rest of the day. You didn’t mention the gate and he didn’t bring it up. 

******

The next morning Benny was up before you, as usual. At least that was back to normal. He went downstairs and started a pot of coffee as he got ready for work. He grabbed his lunchbox, preparing to make himself a lunch for work when he stopped short, noticing that there was already a lunch packed in there, complete with one of your pink-frosted cupcakes. His heart squeezed at the realization that you still packed him a lunch, something you did every workday for him, even though you were upset with him. You . . . the sweet creature that he still didn’t completely understand. And he needed to do something.

Fortunately Benny had another trick up his sleeve, and playing dirty didn’t matter to him when it came to getting your attention again. 

******

You didn’t sleep well last night, laying awake all night with a heartsick frown, wishing nothing more than for the man who lay just within an arm's reach from you to actually comfort you – in a way that you wanted to be comforted. And tears threatened to spill when you realized, even just for a moment, you wished he could be someone who was a bit more empathetic, a bit more compatible to you. This wasn’t the worst thing he’s said and you’ve had your fights over much worse, but in all your time together, this was the first time you’d ever had that thought. Maybe it was because this was the first time you had both ignored it, both choosing to go to bed angry and upset rather than to work through it. The storm in your heart still surged on, albeit a bit more due to sadness rather than anger, as you slipped on your babydoll pink robe over your nightgown. You tried not to think about Benny at all as you put your hair up in rollers and applied your makeup for the day. You couldn’t hide in the bedroom all day unfortunately, so you traipsed downstairs, bare feet padding softly against each step until you entered the kitchen where you found Benny sitting at one of the island chairs, the daily paper spread out on the countertop before him. 

He looked up when he heard you. “Mornin’.”

“Morning,” you parroted as you went to the pantry to grab out your ingredients to start breakfast. You started your tea, grabbing the jar of honey off the shelf and a flower mug. You turned your back to Benny and started to twist the lid off the honey jar . . . only it was really stuck on there. Readjusting your hands, you gave it another go, but still it didn’t budge. Setting your jaw in place, you glanced over your shoulder at your husband who was still looking down at his newspaper. Normally, you would immediately hand something over to Benny to open for you, but you were still mad at him which meant you’ll have to go without honey in your tea. 

So instead you started making your bagel for breakfast, a go-to breakfast meal for workday mornings. Popping the bagel in the toaster, you took the homemade strawberry jam out of the fridge and frowned when you realized that lid was also screwed on extra tight too. You turned to face your partner, reluctantly asking, “Can you open this?”

He looked up at you, eyes glancing down at the jam jar and he held out his hand. “I’ll open it for you if you talk to me.”

In no mood to play his games, you rolled your eyes. “Forget it. I can do it myself.”

You turned back around, feeling his gaze burning into you as you grabbed a dish rag and placed it over the lid to get a better grip. You twisted hard, tongue darting out between your teeth as you concentrated on opening it. It seemed as though a mutant with superhuman strength had sealed this lid last – which was strange considering you were the only person in the house who ever used it. You peaked back at Benny who watched you blatantly so you stuck your chin out defiantly as you put the jar back down on the countertop. Fine, you’d just put peanut butter on your bagel instead. You scooped up the peanut butter jar, this time facing him as you twisted the lid and you nearly screamed in frustration when you felt how tightly this lid was as well. 

Wordlessly, he held out his hand across the countertop, waiting patiently as you crossed your arms, mentally debating if you could go without any of these items on your bagel.

Ding! You both glanced over as your perfectly-browned bagel popped up from the toaster. You sighed through your nose, biting your bottom lip as defeat settled in. You grabbed the jam, honey and peanut butter jars and slid them on the countertop before him. 

“Okay, fine,” you admittedly softly and watched as he made it look so effortless as he opened the lid with a satisfying pop. You muttered a quick thanks and reached for the jar but he leaned backwards, holding the jar just out of your reach. 

“I shouldn’t have said that,” he spoke, eyes earnestly searching your face. “What I said at the bar – about you askin’ to go home. You weren’t being naggy, I should have listened to you the first time. That was my own fault. I was just getting so caught up in that stupid game and it wasn’t even important. Not like you are. And what I said embarrassed you and that was wrong.” He rose from his seat, moving around the counter to stand before you as he said, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I hurt you.”

Your eyes widened slightly at his apology. Only a handful of times have you heard those words leave his mouth and you knew he never said them if he wasn’t completely meaningful. You nodded but then remembered his use of vocabulary last night. “And what you said about me bein’ jealous?”

His shoulders slumped ever so slightly. “I’m not apologizin’ for that because you really do confuse me sometimes, Bunny. I thought maybe you were jealous and when you stop communication’ with me, I feel even more lost than usual.”

“Okay, that’s fair,” you accepted as you crossed your arms. “But I don’t want to talk to you when I’m upset. Maybe I want you to do the talking for once.”

He furrowed his brow in thought as he looked over at the toaster. “Well, why don’t we make a promise to each other that we can go to bed angry if we want, but come morning, we talk about it over breakfast. No more putting it off for multiple days. We have to deal with it so that we can move past it.”

You considered that for a moment. “Yeah, that sounds alright.”

He took your hands in his own and dipped forward to place a soft kiss to your cheek. When he began to pull back, your hand flew up to gently encase the side of his face, holding him there as you met him halfway and kissed his lips in a physical show to prove you had accepted his apology. And if that wasn’t good enough, you whispered against his lips, “I forgive you.”

His arms circled around your waist pulling you into his lean frame in a tight hug that seemed to melt away all the stress that built between you two. 

“How did you know that I would use the honey today?” you asked with a tilt of your head, figuring he must be the reason for the right lids. 

“I didn’t. I tightened all the jars.”

“Benny!” you laughed, playfully slapping his bicep. 

He lowered his hands behind your hips, lifting you quickly onto the kitchen countertop, grinning at the squeal you let out at the sudden shift. 

“Let me make it up to you, Bunny? Please?” he begged, voice teasing but you could see the sincerity, the desperation in his ocean blue eyes.

“I’m gonna be late for work,” you giggled as he buried his face into the spot between your jaw and collarbone, that sweet spot he knew got you weak in the knees every time he placed his mouth there. “I need to leave in a few minutes.”

“You might wanna call in sick then,” he murmured against your skin as he kissed up your neck, “‘Cuz I got plans for you that’s gonna last longer than a few minutes.”

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[metaphorwritings]

hii! could you mayhaps write about Eupha noticing that the reader likes her brother, Edeni, and tries to make them get together? could be in any format you like :)

"Just tell him how you feel"

Author's note : Omg, I hope you don't mind if I turn this into a 'my best friend's brother' type of trope

Pairing : Edeni Etoreika x GN!Reader Pt. 1 (Fluff, Confession)

Synopsis : Ever since Eupha's return from the temple, she has noticed an awkward tension between you and her brother

Eupha couldn't understand it.

It has only been a few days since the human had attacked the inhabitants of Virga Island, only a few days since her return from the temple, only a few days since she and the outsiders of the village arrived with the Drakodios in hand.

And yet she could tell that things were not the same as they used to be between you and her brother, Edeni. These were the thoughts she currently had on her mind as she meditated in front of her mother's religious shrine, trying to clear her mind and have a better understanding of the situation.

Every time since Edeni's return from stepping down from the tournament of the throne, you'd always have this smile on your face, you seemed calmer and more at ease, but she just thought that it was only because he was the chief of their little village and it was only natural for it's people to feel a sense of calm around their leader.

But Edeni has also been acting ever so strangely, whenever you spoke, he could never seem to form proper sentences and his face would flush a bright red colour.

These thoughts were interrupted when she heard a knock on the wooden door, causing her to open one of her three mustari eyes and look towards the door before uttering "Who is it?"

"It's Y/n", the person on the other side of the door spoke "I brought your supper, Lady Eupha". The door opened and revealed Eupha's most trusted friend since childhood, Y/n, holding a wooden tray of foods for the young girl.

"You do not have to call me that, you know?" She inquired, uncrossing her legs.

"Why not? Can't you handle a little bit of teasing now?" Y/n chuckled as they sat next to Eupha, placing the tray in-between the two, "Besides, I thought you liked to be known as our village priestess"

Eupha couldn't help but chuckle at your cheeky remark, taking a loaf of bread in hand and tearing a bit off "Yes, I suppose so". She then looked back towards the shrine "But I am not a child anymore, I am the village priestess. I need to-"

"-to appear mature for the people. I know" They interrupted as the ruffled Eupha's blonde locks a little "But surely you can make an exception for me, can't you not?"

Eupha giggled under her breath as she took a bite from the loaf of bread in her hands, reminiscing about your time as children, playing games on the beach together and such, telling stories as the fireflies glowed in the air, how the two of you would laugh without a care in the world for such responsibilities that adults had.

Thinking of this, she decided to start the conversation by asking "Do you remember how the two of us and my brother used to eat the bread my mother would bake?", causing their friend to smile and reminisce about their youth.

"Yeah... I remember how Edeni used to get so excited for it..."

As Eupha looked at her friend, she couldn't help but notice how their eyes were averting their gaze from her, a feverish red hue covering her friends' ears, a small that was so smile that you'd need to squint your eyes to notice it.

"Y/n?"

Eupha asked, causing the fellow mustari hum in response.

"Well... How do I put this...? Do you... Perhaps feel a certain way towards my brother?"

The young priestess' question caused her mind to freeze, trying to think of the words to say as blood rushes to their cheeks. "I-I.... Well... I just..." They stammered, clearly flustered. How could Eupha have known? They thought they were being very discreet with their feelings...

"It's alright," Eupha started, placing a hand on your shoulder "I won't tell him"

You looked at her, surprised, confused even. "But", and there it is, there was the catch that caused that weight to fall back on your shoulders "You have to tell him yourself". You sighed and rubbed your temple "... Was it that obvious?"

Eupha chuckled nervously as she tried to encourage you some more "Erm... W-well...". That was all you needed to hear as you placed your hand over your blushing face and groaned in annoyance and embarrassment.

Eupha saw your worry and said, "Listen... If you would like, I can help you finally admit your feelings for him!". You thought about it, how Eupha was smart and your closest friend... So you lifted your head up and whispered...

"...What did you have in mind...?"

Suddenly, without so much as a knock on the already-opened door, a voice came waltzing into the room "Eupha, by chance have you seen-"

It was him.

The man who seemed to make you go quiet without saying a word.

The one whom Eupha had suspected made you a blushing mess every time he walked past.

None other than Eupha's brother, Edeni.

He stopped mid sentence when he saw you were here and his eyes widened as his face grew hot and he stammered "Y-Y/n! H-How are- How a-are y-you...?". You, yourself, were a blushing mess as you looked away and tried to act casually "I'm doing well..."

.

.

.

An awkward silence.

"Well! Um, I suppose I should go and find our visitors some place else!" Edeni suddenly said, a little too loudly as he exited the tree-top hut, "I-it was good to see you!"

You sighed in relief and turned to Eupha, who was trying to stifle her laughter. "What?" You inquired, causing her to sigh.

"The two of you are absolutely oblivious..."

She stood up, lifting the wooden tray in her hand before placing it on a table and shaking her head. She may find the whole ordeal rather frustrating, and slightly, amusing, to watch, but she was happy. Happy for her brother for feeling this way. Happy for you to want such a kind and honest man. Happy that nothing was wrong.

[heavilycaffeinatedsblog]

hey caf! don’t really have a question here but, my friend and i were chatting and i wanted to let you know, we genuinely think Dear Reader could work as a YA novel 😭 and then i started tweaking about how i would collapse if i made the cover art LOLOL just an idea but i might just make a fake book cover for it for funsies!

wanted to let you know, still thinking about dear reader constantly and look out for new possible fan art :3 dear reader is my roman empire fr

LOVE, JUP 💪💪💪💪

Omg dorki thank you for the love! I’ve had a couple people mention that idea to me (mayhaps your friend in the fic comments today lmao???) and it is literally the best compliment I could ever receive! Thank you!

Maybe in the future I’ll revamp it into a book, but right now, I just love it as a lil AO3 fic that I randomly decided to start writing. It was what lead me into this fantastic community where I have received more love for my writing than I ever thought I would see. You in particular made it so special by making my first fanart ever. I think it just being a silly lil fic is what makes it so special :)

And currently I’m working on other projects (about three years into working on a sapphic fantasy trilogy, maybe I’ll ~expose my identity~ just to promote it if it gets published lmao) but one day, if I ever do bring Dear Reader to the big leagues, you’re the first one I’ll call for a cover 💜💜

Sorry, got sappy on main, but thank u thank u thank u!

[moldy-cheese-being]

Comic centric scollace prompt im thinking about writing soon (but its worded weird bc its unpolished brain to post style lol)

/under the cut bc PHEW its longer than the movie/

Just kinda, like, friends to lovers where Wallace helps scott thru autistic meltdowns, and scott is like "wow wallace is so nice to me about my meltdowns. Like, he doesn't get mad at me or make fun of me he just helps. And hes really good at helping too... Huh, he actually does more than any of my exes ever did... Hm... Whatever, its just bc I've known him for so long and we're like, best bros" but then he starts developing ✨f e e l i n g s✨ and since hes our beloved fucking idiot, he literally has no clue whats happening 💀 and he starts wanting wallace to hold him ALL the time, instead of just during meltdowns or when he (this 'he' honestly means both of them) knows one is about to happen. And starts acting weird, and feeling EXTREMELY embarrassed during meltdowns. And eventually he's just kinda cuddling with wallace after a meltdown, and scott looks up at him and has the "oh fuck. Oh no no no" moment (you know the one. We've all done it at least once) and goes to stephen and is like "HEYY STEPHEN, MY DEAREST PAL! My only other gay friend- how uh- how did you know you were gay?? And that you liked jospeh??? " and stephen (ofc) laughs at him and is like "omg who is he? Whos the guy that turned scott 'straightest dude out there' Pilgrim gay?" And scott just like looks down and Stephens like "WAI- NO- NO??? NO WAY?!??!?" and then actually helps and scotts like "well fuck what the hell do i do" and then manages to avoid wallace for like a week until, low and behold, another meltdown where wallace has to calm him down. And wallace takes his chance to ask wtf is going on w scott, and scott just starts crying again and is like "no i can't tell you you'll hate me and you're my best friend and my roommate and i can't ruin this" and wallace is like "dude wtf are you talking about??" So scott does the dramatic ass "I LOVE YOU, OKAY!?" and wallace just laughs and is like "omg did u really think that would make me hate you??? Guy, i love you too." And scotts like "??? Really???" And wallace laughs again and is like "yeah. Why else would i put up with you?" And they have a lil talk and agree to date :33

with mayhaps a short epilogue of them just being cute & gay

[final-milf-ratchet]

Hello again

Yesss, Predaking *needs* a Queen, and Magnus is perfect - beautiful and strong..

The idea of Magnus actually being easy took me OUT but you know.. i actually love it. No one knows about it because they just.. never try. And Predaking is charming anyway, so Magnus is opening up pretty quickly..

omg Ratchet being so done with Optimus' pining that he wordlessly thanks Predaking for giving him something to goad Optimus with, relieved when the Prime stomps to the ship..

Even if they weren't already determined to end the War (something that will be much easier with Predaking as a secret agent on the Nemesis, my god imagine Prime and Predaking teaming up, holy shit) they would be determined anyway once Magnus tells them "nothing's going to happen until the war is over anyway". I can imagine them waiting for things to settle down and then pinning Magnus between their bigger frames, smugly pointing out that the War is over now..

They're very understanding though, despite their *need* to breed him - giving him more time, until one day he bashfully tells them that he thinks he's ready now.. He's an absolute wreck by the time the sun rises again, definitely not getting out of berth for the foreseeable future..

Also omg. Imagine Optimus and Predaking playing with Magnus' refineries. His wells. His tits. They're so big, and warm, and soft.. It's so easy to mark them up as well, pulling on the little nubs and biting them, pulling the sweetest noises out of Magnus.. And when they finally spark him up, and his tits start leaking whenever they're being too rough...

Hiiiiiiiii!!!!!!

People always assume Magnus will just coldly shoot them down, so they give up before they even try. 😔😔 Poor fools don't know how close they were to ultra magnussy 😔😔😔 tragic

I think ratchet's been putting up with optimus pinning for TOO LONG. The first time Optimus and Magnus meets Optimus walked away like 😳👉👈 and went to bother ratchet about it, then every time Magnus showed up after that ratchet had to deal with Optimus doing the same thing. They may be friends but ratchet is SICK OF IT. He's tried many solutions over the years to get Optimus to act on it (Optimus' last relationship was with Megatron, who was more upfront in their relationship and usually initiated stuff. Rip Megatron u were a good one b4 u started doing space crack)

As soon as Cybertron recovers enough to have bars, Ratchets going to buy Predaking a cyberbeer, he swears it.

I probably worded that wrong earlier lol, the autobots are def trying their best to end the war!!!! but having a secret dragon turncoat that's infiltrated the nemesis helps a LOT lmao. I am now imagining a comedy of errors where Predaking keeps trying to bite Megatron's head off on the nemesis and various factors (starscream, well placed door frame, too many witnesses, starscream again, dark energon, starscream a third time, etc) keep stopping it from happening. There's gotta be some dramatic reveal too, Predaking and Optimus teaming up to fight would be SO COOL.

Mayhaps after their team-up is the first time they share Ultra Magnus, after gaining a new appreciation for each other in battle ☺️ (and maybe they fuck in the aftermath too☺️☺️☺️)

Oooooohhhhhhhhgggggg them working together to tease and grope Ultra Magnus' Megamilkers 🤤🤤🤤 2 titties mean one person can put all their focus on one boob... It's a good thing cybertronians have chest plates and don't wear actual clothes because I'm sure Ultra Magnus would always be covered in hickies lol

And I mean, they've all talked about sparklings one day being a reality... Maybe once they get to a point post-war where bots are starting to have sparklings again, Ultra Magnus goes and gets his birth control removed and then surprises Predaking and Optimus later that night, when they're all in bed together (the biggest bed in the goddamn world look at the size of those three)... Like you said, Ultra Magnus isn't going ANYWHERE for the next few days, his hips need to recover and his partners are taking every chance they can to fill him up again ;)

[spacemagicandlaserswords]

The Clone Wars 4x10 ‘Carnage of Krell’ Reaction

OMG

I AM NOT OK

MY EMOTIONS

DOGMA

REX

WAXER

TUP

WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST WATCH

Ok ok trying to get my thoughts in order. Even still, this is going to be all over the place.

Tup coming up with the idea of using the Umbara sarlacc monster to trap Krell was so damn clever.

The moment Dogma broke and realised he’d been betrayed just absolutely broke my heart. He thought he was doing the right thing the entire time. He was trying to do the right thing. He was trying to be good. Omg good soldiers follow orders nooooo now is not the time for that thought. 

Do we know what happens to Dogma? Please tell me we find out what happens to him.

Jesse’s shoulders are so broad. That shot of him from the back in his upper blacks in the brig was just, omg, sir why are you so broad?

WHY THE FUCK DID THEY PUT A MEDIC IN A FIRING SQUAD?! WHAT WAS KIX DOING THERE?! WHY?! WHAT KIND OF MESSED UP NONSENSE IS THIS?!

Also, they put Tup in the firing squad as well?! It seems like Tup and Dogma are close so I’m assuming their close or best friends or maybe batch mates but WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!

“Well, I’ve officially lost my sense of humour” Jesseeeeeeeeeeeee

I got the distinct impression that Jesse was much less impressed with what was happening than Fives, who seemed like he’d accepted his fate, until…

THAT ABSOLUTELY BADASS SPEECH! FIVES! You have all of my heart. All of it.

I kept mentally screaming “Where is Cody?!” during the scene where the 501st and 212th attacked each other until I realised that Waxer was in charge so of course Cody and Obi Wan aren’t there.

The whole scene where the clones attacked each other was just utterly heartbreaking. Emotionally destroyed. I was clutching my face and shaking and making pained noises and tearing up for pretty much all of this episode but that scene. Ugh. Omg. I do not have the words. I am completely devastated. The way Rex fell to his knees. The looks on all the clones faces. How the 212th clone Rex was holding fell to the ground. *sobs*

Waxer had a sticker of Numa on his bucket *WAILS*

And the tear right before he dies?! *SOBS*

I know it’s an “animated kids tv show” but it really made no sense that there were all these injured and dying clones and there’s no blood. Especially when Waxer was coughing and wheezing. That’s the point you’d expect him to be coughing up blood but there’s nothing. Also, Rex’s face when he asked Waxer who gave the order them to attack. It was so gentle and caring and sad.

Speaking of sad, the end where they’re all question what this is all for. They’re so right. So much pointless death and killing. 

Rex when he went down to execute Krell. Omg, you poor, poor man. So many emotions. He was struggling with so much. I know this is his line of “On your knees” comes from, and twice. And it was definitely a badass moment and I’m sure in time with further watching it’ll become one of those moments where if Rex said that to me in that voice I’d impale my knees through the floor immediately but at the moment I can’t separate it from the situation and what was happening. He was shaking.

I’m going to have to watch through these episodes again and do more of a live-blog style reaction to everything as I watch it, similar to 1x5 ‘Rookies’, 2x10 ‘The Deserter’, and the recent Wolffe episode, because I know I’m missing so much. But I also wanted to get this immediate first emotional reaction out first becomes omg ALL THE EMOTIONS

Of course the evil baddie starts monologuing. You could see his eyes turn yellow.

Ah, so this is the episode where the badass shot of Rex putting on his bucket while marching with a bunch of the 501st comes from. 

How did Fives, an ARC Trooper, not notice Dogma, who was in binders, had taken his blaster? And why did they take Dogma out of the brig in the first place? I may be reading into this way too much but I think mayhaps Fives (and Rex?) knew what they were doing? Maybe? Even I’m not sure reading that back. But Fives doesn’t dual wield like Rex, we’ve seen him very clearly use a DC-15 blaster rifle many times in battle. Though Wookieepedia says Fives “began using twin DC-17s like his friend Rex, though he continued [to] use the DC-15A from time to time.” and cited episode 4x8 ‘The General’ as the source for that quote. I think I’m just overthinking this now. Also, sobbing at that quote from Wookieepedia where Rex is referred to as his friend rather than Captain.

Waxer had tally marks on his armour too. Has Rex started a trend?

Who was the clone who reported to Rex at the end of the episode that Umbara had been taken? Was that Appo? He seemed very “generic standard clone”, with no different paint or tattoos or hair.

I’ve noticed that unless they’re specific characters, the rest of the clones (background clones? extras?) seem to be all the same. Which makes sense from an animation perspective, you’d just copy and paste (heh) the same model and save time by not having to customise every single one. Though I wish we could see some of that individuality in all of them, rather than just the main and supporting ones.

A lot of the lighting, especially of the clones' faces, is very stark, almost horror movie-esque. Like when you put a torch under your chin and tell spooky stories. 

Ok I’ve sort of run out of steam and fallen in an emotional heap now so I think that’s it for this and I’ll have to come back to everything in the re-watch. 

I’m going to go and curl up in a ball in the corner and cry or something now. Or I’m just going to watch it all over again.

[dozing-composing]

Hiya! I absolutely love your Venture Bros headcanons, it's great seeing writers for the fandom, and I was wondering if mayhaps you could write some Jefferson Twilight x reader hcs?

Y'all Are So Sweet, Omg. Thank You So Much!!! I Really Can't Say How Much I Appreciate Everyone For Enjoying My Content. You Guys Got Me Smiling And Kicking My Feet! ❤︎ Jefferson Twilight Really Is An Underrated Character, I Love Him So Much. Hope You Enjoy!

ᴊᴇꜰꜰᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

✦ Okay, so, I think he'd be the type to joke around. Like a lot. For example, say you both are at one of Orpheus's gatherings. He will have you cracking up by mocking his friend and making little witty remarks. ✦ Speaking of witty remarks, he can be VERY sassy. Imagine him with his hand on his hip and wagging his finger going, "Oh no you didn't!" ✦ Nonetheless! He is full of passion, and can make you weak to your knees. ✦ He'd mimic the same tropes he's seen in movies or TV. It's raining? He lifts part of his coat for you to stay dry under. Got a new outfit? He just looks at you in awe. ✦ The BEST hype man. Ever. He'll be cheering you on for anything. Even if you're doing something simple like drinking water. ⤷ "YES! YEAAAH! THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT BABY!" ✦ He's your greatest support, your rock. He's always looking out for you. If you need space, he'll give it to you. If you're feeling down, he's telling you how much he loves you and how proud he is of how far you've come. ✦ He'd get one of his magic buddies to make you a protection charm or spell. Not that he couldn't protect you himself, it's just.... he's not magic. Well, he doesn't have the same abilities his friends do. ✦ Bringing in my next point, he's a tad jealous of his friends for having sorcery abilities. He thinks about it so much that he gets a little insecure about himself. Add you to the picture and he gets panicky. There's a lot of "what if" questions. He just wants you safe and protected at all times. Chase those thoughts away for him and let him know that he's all you need! ✦ He would give you the fangs he harvested. You find it weird and disgusting at first, but it's his way of showing that he's constantly thinking about you. ✦ He would also take you out for night drives in the Blood Vessel. It doesn't make a difference if you both have a conversation or if you both ride in silence, he'll cherish every second of it. ✦ I also like to think he has insomnia. At least a touch of it. When he sees your sleeping form, however, it brings a new peace about him. If he can't sleep, he's still going to hold you and rest his eyes.

Overall, He Is Husband Material. Peak Male Performance. I Am Not Biased.

[fuckyeah-dragrace]

“Two bros, chilling in a small bed…” for dayasco in the highschool au mayhaps? 👀

omg lina you have such a big brain this is perfect !! dayasco highschool au coming right up!

"Two bros, chilling in a small bed..."

"Alright I'm getting this one upstairs." Daya chuckled, getting up off the floor of her basement and going over to a giggling Bosco. It was the last weekend of summer technically and everyone piled into Dayas basement to have a good time with some cheap liquor she got her sister to smuggle for them.

"Good, she looks like she's going to barf." Willow giggled, cheeks rosy as she drank from her own cup. Camden and Kerri were giggling with each other, swaying together with smiles on their faces.

Jasmine pouted as she watched her girlfriend get up. "Make it quick baby!" She blew her a small kiss before going back to whatever gave she was playing with Jorgeous.

"I promise, baby." She chuckled and helped Bosco up off the ground, walking with her up the stairs. Her friend leaned against her heavily as she giggled. "Jeez, Sco. You really had fun tonight."

"Just a little." She giggled, head resting on Dayas shoulder. "You're too good to me."

"Well I can't have you vomit on my carpet downstairs." She chuckled and shifted to carry as they made it to the second flight of stairs. "Come on, piggy back ride."

"Just like we used to." She giggled and laid against Dayas back, cuddling into her as they climbed the stairs. "You were always so comfy and good to me."

"Well duh," Daya smiled. "You're my best friend, dummy." She remembered all of their times as a kid playing in their backyards and their sleepovers.

They shared so much with each other and it always felt right whenever they were side by side. Of course things changed a little when Daya met Jasmine and fell absolutely head over heels for her. It took a little time to get over all of the feelings having a new person added to the group rose up but Jasmine was a wonderful addition and if it made Daya happy, Bosco could live with it.

"Alright, final station for the Daya express." She smiled and laid Bosco down on her bed. She giggled and cuddled into Dayas pillow. "Smells like you."

"It's my bed, dingus." She chuckled before pulling a bin close to the bed. "You better not puke on my sheets or you're never coming over here again."

"Oh come on, you'd never get rid of me." Bosco hiccupped and grabbed Dayas wrist, pulling her down to the bed with her. "Now look at us. Two bros, chilling in a small bed.." She giggled and Daya rolled her eyes.

"Yeah nice try, demon queen. You get some sleep okay?"

"I will. Love you, Di."

"Love you too, Bos." She smiled at her friend but as she went to get out of bed Boscos hand came up and cupped her cheek. "You need something B-" She was cut off by a sloppy kiss being placed on her lips. It took her a minute to react but her eyes widened when she realized her best friend was kissing her. She could taste the cheap beer on her breath and smelled the sweet shampoo she'd always use.

The kiss ended as quickly as it started, pulling Daya back to reality as Bosco flopped back onto the pillow. "Nigh." She slurred before starting to snore, leaving an awestruck Daya sitting in her bedroom with her eyes wide and her face flushed.

Bosco kissed her.

Bosco kissed her.

Jasmine. Her girlfriend. "Fuck." She whispered and left her room quickly, looking back over her shoulder. Bosco was still snoring on her pillow, cuddling into Dayas blanket. She made it downstairs and stopped at the bottom, feeling her heart beat a million miles a minute.

Her best friend just kissed her. Maybe it was all a drunken mistake or maybe Bosco just lost her marbles. But either way the big problem was that even if she didn't mean to kiss her, Daya wanted her to kiss her and that made her stomach flip. She touched her lips gently, still feeling Boscos against hers and smiled softly.

"Baby? You coming?"

She shook her head. No, she couldn't be thinking about that right now. She had her girlfriend waiting for her downstairs. "I'm on my way, babe!" She went back downstairs to the basement and sat next to Jasmine, smiling as the girl cuddled against her and pecked her lips. She hated how she wished it was Bosco she was kissing.

[fluffypotatey]

Why "Full Speed Ahead" is the Best Expositional Song

as some of you may have noticed, i am very in love with Epic: the Musical, and i need y'all to know just how great it is. for one, it's the Odyssey in musical form (2 of my favorite things). for another, the lyrics, the musicality, the choices the writer/composer Jorge rivera-Herrans makes are so clever and witty and ingenious and UGH! so good *chef's kiss*

so i could go on for hours (probably days) explaining why each song is beautifully made.

"The Horse & the Infant" is a wonderful opener, sets up the background context since this story's a sequel to the Iliad (basically, a "previously on Homer's epics").

"Just a Man" JFC WHAT A SONG! IT IS SO GOOD! SO HAUNTING T^T a wonderful set up for Odysseus' character and his arc in the story.

"Warrior of the Mind" sets up the relationship between Odysseus and Athena and what their conflict will be.

but i am not here to go on for days about the musical. i am here to go on for (constrained) hours about one song and why, in my opinion, it is one of the best expositional songs i've ever heard.

OK SO BASICALLY

Trojan War is over. They've won. They can go home! the music itself sounds triumphant and ready for adventure. Odysseus even says how marvelous it is that even when the war was cruel, he never lost a single man.

BUT, then we get the whole point of why their on the ship. "Make it back alive to [their] homeland," and it is sung in a more serious tone. the music also shifts and cuts off to really let you know how important this is. Immediately, you know 2 things: Odysseus never lost a man, their great challenge now is to get to Ithaca.

AND THEN, Odysseus sings how the "problem's not the distance," as in the issue won't be sailing, but really what they might meet on the way. And it is sung by the men who interrupt Odysseus (foreshadowing mayhaps :omg: ) to let the audience know that the real obstacle is "what lies inbetween" Troy and Ithaca.

AND THAT'S JUST THE FIRST PART!!!! Already, the audience are given 3 facts: Odysseus and his men cannot wait to go home, Odysseus was successful in not losing a soldier in Troy, trouble lies ahead. Due to well placed tone shifts and musical chords that go from triumphant to foreboding, we get clued in that there's a strong possibility not everyone will make back alive.

Now on to the characters (yeah, we ain't done :3 we are far from done). See, this song does not just set up what kind of story we will be getting, it also introduces you to the characters that will be sailing with Odysseus on this journey. However, these characters are so much more than companions to our dear friend Ody, but we'll touch on that later.

EURYLOCHUS: how he's introduced is just *chefskiss* because he repeats Odysseus's melody, but his lyrics talk about the new issues they are facing (no food). There is loyalty and deference as he speaks to Odysseus (and you feel that because he sings Odysseus's melody), but already, we see those cracks for him to doubt and question his captain. He's unsure where they'd find the food, he's worried about the size of their men since it's a lot of people to look after. And though Odysseus answers him by essentially telling him to observe where the "birds fly" off to, Eurylochus will continue to be doubtful about everything (their food supply, who to trust, etc.)

POLITES: [Baby boy] is introduced with a fucking key change into a major key. How his lyrics are sung so hopeful (note that he's the one to shift the tone and melody of the song, demonstrating just how important he is to Odysseus/the story), and how he's the one to find the island. He's the one who assumes that people might reside there and they could talk to them. Already, we learn how optimistic he is as well as Odysseus's relationship with him is more casual than it was to Eurylochus since he answers back to Polites with his name in the fondest melody ever T^T

AND FINALLY, why are these characters more than just companions to Odysseus? It is because they're a literal personification of Odysseus's internal war with mercy and ruthlessness. The OG heart vs. mind!

I will explain.

Eurylochus is Odysseus's remnant of the Trojan War since what they would do while at Troy to get food and survive was raid villages, be brutal, fight fire with fire. The mindset of the war has not left him, nor has it left Odysseus because Eurylochus is that part of Odysseus that has not shook off the old habit of ruthlessness. It does not help that the last act Odysseus made in Troy was kill Hector's infant child soooooooo....

Polites is the more merciful side of Odysseus. The side that wishes to approach things (with Open Arms) more diplomatically and peacefully rather than with force. We even see this side pop out during "The Horse and the Infant" when he is trying to find other options that would spare Astyanax from the fate the gods are pushing on both him and the child.

By the end of the Trojan War, Odysseus is tired of it. This war was 10 years long. He wishes to go home to his tiny island and kingdom and reunite with his family. He is done with war. However, despite leaving troy and desiring to escape the horrors he's seen, Odysseus will find himself not only in conflict with the monsters that lie between him and Ithaca, but the conflict of his wartorn-self and his merciful one.

-

and that, my friends, is why i love this song so much. everything about it is just so carefully chosen in the best way, and i love it.

go listen to Epic: the Musical

[flamechasr]

1 for aya, 10 for aerith, and 14 for ayumu mayhaps ^_^

1. Did you date anyone in your memories / canon? If not, crush?

i crushed on chisato hard and everyone knew except chisato since she gets really focused and i was also slightly delusional about the attention she gives me like when she points out that i made a mistake during practice like "omg hina-chan she likes me!!" but yeah ajdhsjd i feel like i was a little in love with all my bandmates it comes with being a manic lovergirl

10. Something that reminds you of your canon?

big flower fields, midi dresses, picking flowers, taking care of kids and things like that! i helped out at a flower shop once and that was a beautiful time for my kinning along with haru and all the flower girls

14. What was something you loved in your canon?

bunnies, fashion, my friends, yuu-chan .... freaked out at her for trying to leave me. she was my entire motivation for joining the school idol club. i did not love idol work at first because i just had stupid anxiety but i always did just try my best and i came to love it as i did it with friends and i grew to feel better about myself.

[sukirichi]

ooh hiii !! i jusf really wanted to say that your sunarin series is lovely (even though each chapter felt like a knife to my heart-) and it reminds me somewhat of red white and royal blue but ofc i need more of it pls ;-;

also damn i might not have been here since the start but uh, two things: pls make tooru and maiko happy and fuck iris’ nasty ahh���

okayyyy byeeee that might have been too awkward im so sorry but your series is making me feel so much I WANT MORE- take ur time obvi but just know i love it so much !!

hi! ooh omg i hear about red white royal blue a lot but i haven’t seen it yet 👁 and no no dw, it’s not weird at all, a lot of us here share the same sentiments! bUTTT i cannot guarantee that maiko and tooru will have a happy ending right now, although i can promise that they will eventually become friends. friends to lovers, mayhaps? we can hope for the best 🌷

and thank you so much for the sweet words and the support, i really appreciate it 🥺

[meili-sheep]

I have a drawing of Leyline Diluc i wanna share Soo bad but alas i have to do WORK later so I'm gonna dump my insane rambles as an anon

Asmoday! Diluc I'm never forgetting this guy. Theyve been eating my brain for DAYS now

Caribert and the whole thing oh god

Omg imagine Caribert was revived and is just seeing Kaeya, probably either his kid or his descendant, hanging out with Asmoday!Diluc, and they are training together on how Kaeya with his cryomancy and sword can coverup Diluc's weakspots when he's slinging them guns and claymore around as a bonding activity

how'd he probably react?? probably horrified lol

Have an even better thought!! Asmoday is part of the hexenzirkel but currently she's missing bc she's getting disciplined by Celestia. However, just in case she gets caught again she told her fellow witches that

"If ever I disappear, do not fear, for as long as the moon shines it means i am alive."

Because like apperantly 2 moon sisters are either dead or off somewhere else

and one is still in the sky of tevyat.

Also APPERANTLY ONE OF THEM FELL IN SUMERU AND GAVE UP HER LIFE FOR KING DESHRET, ONE OF HER BESTEST FRIENDS, TO LET HIM ATTAIN FORBIDDEN KNOWLEDGE

So it's absolutely POSSIBLE that Asmoday could've fallen and lived in Tevyat after ripping out the core that controlled her.

And the Djinn... Oh boy... I wonder if Asmoday has a similar ability to make something similar..

Also just something, Paimon isn't that scared of the archons, even someone like Baal. But she's scared of and extremely polite to Diluc.

I wonder why is that? Compared to God's she only cowers when riches and food are involved, but with Diluc he just says things in a stern voice and she's already "On it M-master Diluc!" i think she even confides in the traveller that she's scared of him but not the reason why.

I don't remember if she's that scared of someone like Ayato tho, i don't even think she's that scared of Childe, she's scared of the Harbinger Tartaglia but not Ajax

But she's scared of Diluc and he hasn't given her any reason to be scared(I think)

Also Waaa I miss dadsleif... we need to bring it back

Dain coming around Mondstadt more to look over his grandkids, Bennett, Barbara, Fischl and Razor and maybe even Diona! Klee and Albedo by extension as his technical niece and nephew mayhaps due to Diluc's connection with Alice

Oh my god imagine Dain getting drunk at Angel's share rambling to himself about the gods and slandering them and Venti is like "Cheers to that brother"

OH MY GOD IMAGINE DILUVEN IN DADSLEIF SCENARIO LMAOO

Dainsleif and Diluc are casually slandering Barbatos but Venti comes in and kisses Diluc before they banter about wine, causing a very confused Dainsleif

But ouGH... Dadsleif and his grandkids... Dain protecting Bennett the best he can from his bad luck and even saving the poor kid... Imagine Dain finds out that Bennett got his vision when he nearly died i think he'd actually kill everyone on Celestia

Dain entertaining Fischl by playing along with her fantasy... and even understanding her bc he was a royal knight. He's a bit rusty but given time he can understand her completely

Dain doesn't get to see Razor much bc of Andrius at the start but maybe he helps deal with the Rifthound problem and gets the trust and mayhaps even help Diluc in teaching Razor some techniques or maybe they just camp in the wild together...

Then Barbara. Imagine being just some guy and then seeing This fancy and scary guy in blacks and blues with blond hairs and starry blue eyes shaking those concert glowsticks at Barbara's concert looking serious n all.

Wait IMAGINE ITS AN INSIDE JOKE THAT BC DAIN AND BARBARA ARE BOTH BLONDE BUT DIFF SHADES AND HAVE BLUE EYES THAT THEY'RE THE MOST RELATED LMAOO

Oughh imagining Dainsleif teaching them or singing to them Lullabies from Kheanriah and Barbara memorizing it and singing it back to Dainsleif whenever she's healing him to help calm him down

I imagine that bc Kheanriah was underground, i think they would've had a culture of singing bc of the echo effect there would be. So mayhaps from Dain's memory he would teach Barbara some songs of Kheanriah and he tears up at the fact he's teaching his new family how to sing his homeland's songs and maybe just maybe even if he disappears maybe he can live on in the songs they bring with them given by him...

Just WAA... Grandadsleif REAL!!!

-Leyline!Anon who is NOT being normal about Dadsleif rn

Oh boy, you really made me bust out my tts to read all that. and giving me a load of work with the tags.

I'll be honest the last quest did not have enough Dain. Like I'm not the biggest Dain fan but serious about his once-a-year appearance. We did not get enough. And what's funny about shipping Diluc with an Archon I feel Dain could at least learn to like Venti a little bit.

But Zhongluc? Morax?

That ship is 10 times funnier to me with Dadleif.

Also, he'd call an archon with Diluc a cradle robber, I'm just saying.

[zhongrin]

Rin ofmg I was omw to continue our conversation about our selfships when I saw you have +7k followers?? Congratulations on them aaaaaa <33 you deserve them really!! 💞💞 (Zhongli and Alhaitham told me they wanna celebrate the milestone later in private hehe 🤭)

AND YOU PLAY(ED) MYSTIC MESSENGER TOO?? FODBSJKS QUICK. DROP. WHO IS YOUR FAV CHARACTER? (I would guess Jumin Han ngl hehkdbsjak)

Anyways so the reason why my bestie wanted to make me simp for Thoma was cuz he is as caring as me in her eyes. 😭 That's it.

(and I already told him hehe 🤭)

Yes!! Agreed <33 hehe 💞💞 so btw Rin, thanks to Mika - Baizhu and me are engaged now. Ya wanna attend the wedding with your hubby's? 🤭❤️

hfodbejsksn YES. Kaveh and me are gossip besties hehe 🍵 sharing gossip over tea while we are slandering our favorite couple affectionately<33 (hoping Baizhu doesn't get jealous oopsie)

It really does huh? <33 but I stick with "my sunshine" ❤️

HATCHLING AND PUPPY FIDHSHSIWWJWO so adorable sisbifkdbensjks and you calling Zhongli "my dragon" and Alhaitham "my owner" "my babe"? :P /lh (it's a joke plssss(?))

Fodhsjkwjeben maybe I can fight my fears with your little doggo heh 🥹 and pls I tell Alhaitham to do so. Rn. Omw.

Sure sure Rin hehe sure sure 🤭💞

LMao whAT WHY DOES IT FIT SM like yes Zhongli totally gentleman like and gentle and like "☺️😊💞❤️" and Alhaitham like ok ya ain't saying anything we do it rn aight like "😐😒🙄😮‍💨" (but his heart aching for you in secret <33)

Yes. We love big dominant men with a little wifey who tries to take the lead but initiating it (when her big dragon hubby isn't in rut heiehsjskksbdn) so adorable ahhh - but they are surely gentle while at it nonetheless, right? Or are they going full wild? 🫣❤️

For Baizhu and me the nsfw version, we both don't have a high drive - rather a real low one. But if we want to do it, Baizhu is often the one who initiates it cuz I am - as I said - kinda shy. And in that point I have troubles communicating my feelings heh. And also while at it he is quite dominant but also serving. (There are some exceptions when for example he is needy but feeling weak atm, then I will take the lead or something like that heh <33)

(you're so adorable I can't dosbjsisns <33)

IDK HOW IT GOT TO THAT NUMBER i think the genshin otome i posted is the thing that brought people in hslfdkjsd not sure if i truly deserve them all but i'm just gonna be here posting silly contents and talking with my friends about selfships and silly things hehehe (wait what- o-oh my <3)

I DID AND OMG HOW THE HECK- yes i loved jumin he's so hsldjfklsdksdf ok so maybe i have a type huh IT WAS SO LONG AGO THO hahah i had an android acc and had the unlimited call thingy but then i switched phones and i couldn't retrieve my acc so.... ;w;

it is true tho!!! he would make a good lover in general! wholesome + wholesome can only result in super wholesome <3 omg a love triangle between you and thoma and ayato 👀

(WHAT DO YOU M- OH ZHONGLI. HI. HELLO. HI BELOVED WHAT'S- HUH- WDYM WE HAVE TO TALK- UH- UHHH-)

I SAW THAT THREAD HAHAHAH and yes ofc!!! we'll bring you angbaos and osmanthus wine ;)) please do save us a seat <3 the ex-archon of liyue would be honored to oversee the union of such two lovely individuals <3

if baizhu gets jealous you can sit him on the table and sit on his lap while gossipping, i'm sure kaveh wouldn't mind ;)

ofc ofc whichever nickname you like best hehehe

zhongli is definitely "my dragon" yessss and al haitham??? ......... i'm gonna try calling him "my master" and see what his reactions are 😈

awww you don't have to push yourself but i promise we'll train the doggo to not jump on ppl on sight!!

random ramble but i feel like usually, the bigger doggos are way gentler from my experience. mayhaps i should buy a samoyed or a golden retriever puppy instead hehe

zhongli is so sweet it's almost overbearing sometimes but it's how he shows he cares so i'm hsldfjksldjf "dearest, are you sure you want to go out today?" "my love, i think we should eat something lighter this evening, what do you think?".... and meanwhile al haitham just goes "i don't feel like going out today." "no, given the amount of food we've feasted this afternoon it would be better for our digestive systems if we consume something lighter." lmao (altho he would still listen to my opinion and adjust things to fit both of our needs 😌 and tbh i'm super indecisive soooo yeah)

....... let's just say it depends on the mood ;))) i'm so sorry vi i'm a degenerate helphsldfjksld

a service dom! awww very cute dynamic yes yes i can totally see that!! and you taking the reigns when he's a lil unwell or out of energy that's so 🥺🥺🥺

[hypnotisedfireflies]

Hi my friend. Here’s my question: what are the main differences between AU Tess/Joel and Drifters Tess/Joel. Besides obvious trauma. I guess I’m asking how quickly they, for lack of a better term, ‘claimed ownership’ of each other. Because I’m Drifters it’s survival and realizing that they are all each others best chance at not dying (and also loooove omg) that makes them, including Tommy, bond so quickly and so strongly. But in the AU there are all the rules they have to play by. So, what’s different and what’s the same? Tommy & Tess get on so quickly and I LOVE. Joel SEES Tess which makes us all swoon. So I’m assuming Tess is either going to need a giant reason to hate Mike (like him being too fuckin slow to save Nico) or mayhaps Joel is gonna pull a Yellowstone (Rip is sooo down bad for Beth that one time he told her ‘I don’t care who you’re fucking, I care about you.’) and win her over with his pure unadulterated love and loyalty??

I HAVE SO MANY THEORIES and no hobbies while I’m on maternity leave lololol

Anyway you’re my favorite I love you bye.

Oh, my lovely friend! Hahaha.  Thank you for such a question but omg it’s going to be very hard to answer without spoiling anything that is to come for Snowqueen.  So I’m going to try, but I cannot promise that it’s really going to answer anything at this point – maybe I can try again after the story is finished.  But for now …

I’m going to refer to Drifterverse as the Prime Universe and Snowqueen as existing in an AU of that, for simplicity’s sake.

The main difference here is that not everything in the AU occurred just as it did in the Prime Universe.  So Cordyceps not happening is the major event, but it’s not the only thing to occur differently.  There are lots of subtle changes that basically exist so that I was able to put together a better story.  This is most relevant with regards to Tess.  So not only did I fuddle around with her story a bit – she’s neither married nor a mother by September 2003 in the AU – but I also have kind of compacted a lot of her backstory into a smaller period to both deal with it and make good drama.

I guess it’s easiest to put it this way:  Prime Universe Tess is more together in 2003 than AU Tess is.  But all the things that are happening with AU Tess happened in basically the same way to Prime – a little different, not all at once, and certainly not in Texas. AU Tess is, I guess, more susceptible to and plagued by problems that Prime Universe Tess had long since dealt with and was on top of.

Joel is kind of more or less intact and just not broken and sad??

Actually a lot comes through in the next chapter because Mike finally gets some screen time that’s longer than a couple of sentences and not Tess’s fever dream recreation.

As for how they claim ownership and how they come together despite the different circumstances and rules … well, I can’t really speak to that yet!  *Spirit fingers*

[localplaguenurse]

Hello it's me again here to yell at you some more about gold as ginkgo because WHAT IS YOUR WRITING???? OMG I'm at ch23 already and so much has happened fcvhbjknklml amazing storytelling!!

Now this is gonna get a biiiit personal mayhaps sorry if that makes you uncomfy maybe?? But I just want to express how much I *adore* the way you portray the protag's anxiety and particularly the internal conflict of coming out of a toxic relationship.

this paragraph, this one in particular got me literally crying. I kid you not I started weeping and then went to talk to my besties because it's so real it hit me so hard. I'm sorry many people can relate of course but I in particular I'm just coming out (~5 months or so) of a 12+ year old toxic relationship and I've been struggling SO HARD, really so hard. And that made me feel validated, that made me feel like yes it's a thing it's normal. (I too had straight up panic attacks that left me with hands shaking and crying)

It looks eerily a lot like something I'd told my best friend weeks ago

anyway idk I just want to say your writing is amazing, the pacing, the characterization. I love that wifey doesn't just "get over" things or "get better" int he way it's usually portrayed, it's organic and slow and she falls back into negative thoughts and stutters and gets anxious but they ARE getting better in the little things, in the confidence, in the healing, in the feeling comfortable.

And it's not just that, the social anxiety, the nonbinary struggle, the feel that you're annoying others and have to be hyper independent never asking for help. I may not fully relate to all of them but you do make them important on the story and I feel like you portray them all so well.

And Gods, Morax/Zhongli is so nice lmao <3 need me a partner like that //hit that is SUPER self-indulgent love it. He's all kind and patient and loving and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ;w; I love him your honor <3<3<3

Aaaaanyway loved their outing to the city, love Li Lei's character, loved wifey slowly growing out of their shell, love Morax fucking crashing injured in the middle of the night during a storm and Xiao and the panic and everything, the whole dealing with the Abbes CHILL MAN LITERALL CHILLS OMG. Love the golden smoke yes it is your signature ehe <3

(as a side note, I remember a lot of chapters ago this scene with Morax commenting about a storm incoming and then dissapearing and I was like.... is this some weird ass mandela effect or am I crazy bc I specifically remember this lore of dragons getting horny during the rain but NAAAHHH NO WAY the fic isn't going on that direction Crys pls chill your horny brain BUT THEN HAHAHAHA GUESS WHO WAS LOWKEY RIGHT??? I DID READ EYE OF THE STORM TOO TO BE FAIR. Also on the same line of my horny brain so sorry for this but wigey being so asdfcvhbnjmk about praise and compliment has me going PRAISE KINK PRAISE KINK MORAX PLS!!!!//HIT)

ok that's enough this got way too long I apologize I got emotional n cried again I LOVE YOUR FIC!!!!!

I am going to get emotional, I'm getting the like heavy feeling in my eyes of "oh tears! may be soon!"

I'm also gonna get a little personal because it also ties in with the fic and just, y'know, if we're sharing then I'm gonna share too.

I've said numerous times that wifey's experiences with anxiety stem from my own. I was also writing this fic during a few very difficult parts of my life so I really leaned HARD into those aspects of their character. Something I also mentioned a few times is that I used to write stuff on wattpad, I got burnt out, and then I didn't post fic for five years (which now that I think of it, technically not true because I did post some things on amino back in high school, but y'know). I never really stopped writing, though. Gave me room to experiment and because I'm A) a lifelong fan of the dark and macabre (even though I'm actually a bit of a chicken baby), and B) very depressed/anxious, naturally I leaned more into darker writing. I liked to make it a point of writing happy endings but I would put my charcters through the fucking wringer.

I was also a huge people pleaser in high school that didn't know how to make friends aside from the ones I already had. You can imagine how fucking devastated I was when one day, fuckin completely out of the blue, I was booted from my friend group. I only had like five friends and I kept two of them after that shit. One of those friends was a girl I had known since first grade. For the next two years right up until covid hit I was like "well fuck, Charlotte, guess you've only got two friends now. It's only a matter of time before they get sick of you too." It took me maybe a year for me to realize it wasn't my fault that the people I trusted turned out to be shitty, and it wasn't until like a year or two ago that I was able to actually open up and talk about that shit because I've been terrified to actually be vulnerable with people since then.

That's only like some of my damage, I've also got the eldest daughter and "ah fuck I think I'm undiagnosed neurodivergent" trauma. Two for one combo! Love it here!

So, yeah, I got pretty good at writing and specifically writing about people dealing with toxic relationships. Part of it is venting, part of it is wanting to raise awareness for these things, and part of it is just, idk, I like writing this stuff. I'll write whatever if it's interesting enough.

Anyways, thank you so much!!! There's more I could go on about but that's spoilers, so I just wanna say I'm really really happy you like what I've done! Put my heart and soul into this baby. Also yes this is horrifically self indulgent lmao, this fic was like entirely catered to me and my beta reader and apparently everyone else is into it.

I hope your day or night is well, whatever time it is where you are!