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[elssero]

pros and cons of my faves being your roommate!

includes- bakugo, kirishima, denki, sero, shinso, izuku, shigaraki and monoma ! (college au makes most sense)

-inspired by @tokeposts post about shinso being a bad roommate ily toke.

bakugo is very clean, he tidies up after himself very well, as in you’ll hardly find even a trace of him living in your shared areas. he’s also an amazing cook, and while he won’t make meals specifically for you in the beginning, if he has leftovers i’d imagine he may leave tupperware with the note ‘leftovers, help yourself.’

however, i think he’s loud. and in the most inconvenient times. its 8am and he’s blasting music while he works out and ur suffering from a horribleee hangover, he does not care.

i would imagine it takes him awhile to open up to you, but when he eventually does he would much rather cook or go to the gym with you compared to watching a movie on the couch. overall a 8/10 roommate because i cannot forgive the early morning wake ups.

kirishima is an absolute sweetheart, introduces himself straight away and attempts to spend time with you immediately. he’s a great conversationalist and i think he would be amazing at making you feel safe and comfortable.

however, i think he’s clumsy. like your replacing your plates once a month type clumsy. he doesn’t mean it! and he always (tries) to clean up after himself! maybe it’s also that he doesn’t quite know his own strength, shattering glass that takes 20 minutes to clean up with just his grip.

he opens up immediately though, offers to walk you to class (even when he doesn’t have one himself sometimes, but you don’t need to know that.) i think he would also introduce you to his friends too, but he always asks very politely before he invited anyone over!

denki is a horrible roommate. he’s messy and forgetful and he can’t cook and god forbid you ask him to do some laundry for you, he’s completely and utterly hopeless.

it’s a shame that he’s so funny. like an absolute joy to be around. he’s interested in you immediately (in more ways than one) and he takes every opportunity to be around you. hes also super good at finding cheep local places for food and drinks etc, always begging to take you to this new restaurant he’s been dying to try.

‘hey so i burnt our dinner, how about i order us takeout and we watch a movie instead?’ -and so becomes your little thursday night tradition of trying all the takeout places that’ll deliver to your place and watching cringy movies to go along with it. it’s adorable really. he SHOULD be like a 2/10 but he’s so charming it makes it hard.

sero is the chillest guy ever, i believe he was brung up with proper manners and he knows how to take care of himself, it’s a very favour for favour situation. he cooks and you do dishes, you do laundry and he takes out the trash, it’s very domestic from the get go.

however, i think he has a problem with just inviting people over. getting home from a longgg lecture and suddenly there’s three boys in your house that you’ve never met and your subjected to a round of questioning when all you want to do is go to bed. sometimes it feels as though he always has company.

he’d realise pretty fast that it was irritating you though, suddenly your getting messages ‘when will you be home so i can kick denki out so we can hang out.’ it’s sweet. i believe he would be more of a series guy than the movie type. don’t you dare watch an episode without him.

shinso is respectful, he never touches any of your stuff, never gets in your way or makes you uncomfortable, you can just go about your life while having him as your roommate.

but you never see him. you hear him, sometimes at all hours of the night when he’s up finishing a project or showering at 4am when you have a lecture at 8. i think he’s also a procrastinator, you ask him to take out the trash at 7.30 before you leave and you get back at 3 and the trash still isn’t taken out.

sometimes you wake up to a delivery from your favorite breakfast spot on the counter though, so that makes up for it.

izuku is so kind, while he’s a little hopeless at first, he’s very eager to learn. you do have to teach him how to do the laundry and how to use the stove, but he gets it after a few tries. once you begin splitting up the household tasks, things get alot easier. especially when you keep finding your favourite snacks in the fridge.

he can sometimes be overbearing, he won’t go as far as to sneak into your room to try and see what type of stuff your into but he might sneak a peak when you leave ur room.

hugeeee on studying together! brings home ur favorite coffee during finals season and you guys spend hours at the table working at your respective subjects, it’s a fun time.

shigaraki is quiet, most of the time, minus the rare scream at his pc. he doesn’t cook- and he sure as hell doesn’t clean, but he also doesn’t really make any mess, barely leaves his room and orders take out for every meal so he’s not really causing much harm.

it’s definitely you that has to make the move to get to know him. he could go months without speaking to you and everything would be fine for him, until you have enough of course.

once he realised that your okay to hang around with you guys start gaming together, he introduces you to his friends over vc and he gets teased relentlessly for taking forever to become your friend. he starts ordering take out for two.

monoma is the fucking worst, absolutely helpless, huge rich kid energy, i’d even go as far to say he genuinely offers to pay you to do his half of the household chores. if you refuse he’ll probably mope around for a few days before he begrudgingly asks you how to use the washing machine, it’s a grilling few weeks, but you guys get over it.

he’s a hugeee gossiper, knows everything about everyone, you find out things about people that you don’t even know, he can piont to have the people on your walk to campus and tell you a story about them. absolute shit stirrer.

offers to take you to this super nice restaurant free of charge… makes up for the weeks you spend literally teaching him to be an adult… no other reason… it’s literally only to make things even… definitely not a date….

[todayisafridaynight]

What’s a genuinely sweet moment with Jo?

LOL

[womansound]

💖 — erik and lucy!! 🥹🥹🥹

          “you’re  incredibly  patient  with  me  and  my  two  feet.  how  many  times  have  i  stepped  on  yours  when  you  taught  me  to  dance  ?”

          “and  you’re  beautiful,  of  course.  but  you  already  knew  that,  my  love.”

[toomuchracket]

witching hour (dad birthday party!matty x reader fluff)

this is my fave promptober fic so far. hanging out with your seventeen year old, referencing practical magic... what's not to love? enjoy <3

the feeling of one of the cats brushing against your bare ankles shocks you out of the little trance you didn't know you’d fallen into, lulled into a stupor while rinsing soap suds off the dinner plates and listening to matty gently play the piano in the living room. looking down, you see it's giselle pawing at the faux fur on your slippers - of course it is, because eloise will doubtless be asleep on top of the piano, as close to matty as she can get.

you can't really blame her for that, though, can you?

giselle mewls, a sound that turns into a purr when you scoop her up into your arms and twirl her around, a poor imitation of the dancers in the ballet amy named her after. “is it dinnertime, baby?” you coo at the cat. “is that why you're bothering me? yeah, must be,” you gently set her down on the floor, wandering over to the cupboard with the tins of cat food and grabbing a couple to open. eloise pads in when you're laying hers and her daughter's bowls down, affectionately head-butting the other cat before they both tuck into their food. you smile as you leave the room. “be nice to each other, girls.”

the music gets louder as you turn corners towards the living room, its increasing intensity matched by a hint of cinnamon scent; you spot the candles matty must've lit on the coffee table as you enter the room, flickering flames working in conjunction with the warm glow from the lamps to make the concrete feel cosy. the light catches the silver in your husband's still-thick hair, curls more grey than they are dark now, and you can't stop yourself from burying your face in them once you reach him - he's stolen your shampoo, again, but you resolve not to bring it up. you've always liked matty using your things like that, glowed at the thought of him going about his day smelling like you, marked as yours; the latter is probably why you find yourself beaming at the sight of his wedding ring, glinting in the candlelight as his fingers dart across the ivory.

“hi, darling,” the smile in his voice is audible even with your face hidden in his hair. you feel it on your temple when you move to rest your head on his shoulder, arms wrapping around his chest as he kisses you. “y'alright?”

“mhmm. song's nice,” you close your eyes, letting the unfamiliar melody wash over you. “is it yours?”

“yeah. just an experiment,” matty nods to the sheet music shelf, where his phone sits recording the sounds. “might become something, might not.”

“i think it should.”

“yeah?”

“yeah. s'pretty.”

“maybe it should be about you, then. pretty melody for the prettiest.”

“oh, shush,” cheeks burning, you hide your face in matty's neck. he laughs, resolving the melody with a final couple of chords, before clicking the recording off and closing the lid over the keys. “did i make you stop? i'm sorry.”

“i'm not. c'mere,” matty shuffles the bench back, patting his lap; you slink between your husband and the instrument as best you can (making a mental note to remember that description and use it as some sort of allegory later), settling atop him and clasping your hands behind his neck. his meet behind your back, and he beams, that same smile you fell in love with. “i love you.”

“i love you,” you smile. “wanna make out?”

matty laughs, your favourite sound in the world. “amy still not left work, i take it?”

“what's that got to do with anything?”

“well, i'd rather avoid another bollocking from our seventeen-year-old about us necking in front of her, if i'm honest.”

“oh, please - she wouldn't even be here without us necking,” you roll your eyes as matty cackles. “but yes, she's still at work. ri's dropping her home tonight.”

“in that case, then,” matty crashes his lips onto yours, sighing into your mouth when it falls open in contentment; you whine into him when his tongue flicks against yours, instinctively grinding down onto his lap. the force almost sends the two of you flying backwards off the piano bench, and matty has to grip the piano itself to stay upright. he laughs against your lips, pulling back - he's wild-eyed and out of breath, and he's maybe never looked more beautiful. “couch?”

you nod, kissing his nose. “couch,” you move to climb off your husband, but he has other ideas; you squeak as he swivels on the seat and stands, lifting you with him and crossing the room to the sofa with ease. admittedly, you're dropped quite unceremoniously onto the cushions, but you're well-used to matty's gracelessness after all these years together, and the way he climbs on top of you and kisses you desperately, fiercely, sloppily… you won't complain about anything as long as he keeps kissing you like that, and he does, until you're forced to break apart just to take in some pesky oxygen. he rests his head on your chest, and you twirl a curl around your finger. “you know, i really think sofa snogging is my favourite type of snogging.”

“sofa or shower, yeah,” matty hums. he turns to look up at you, smirking. “same goes for sex. and we haven't had sofa sex in a while, darling…”

you're unmoved. “yes, but we shower-shagged less than five hours ago, matthew.”

“and? i could go again.”

“could you?”

“yeah! three rounds, non-stop. m'serious.”

“baby,” you giggle, scratching his scalp. “you've never been able to do that with me.”

“s'your fault, that.”

you frown. “how?”

matty smiles, right hand sneaking under your (well, his) jumper and kneading gently at your tit; when his thumb brushes over your nipple, you whimper, and he moans. “you're too fucking hot, darling. can't help giving you everything i've got.”

“i like it when you do that.”

“and you take it so fucking well,” his voice is lower, breathier, sexier, and your resolve is wavering. “come on, sweetheart,” he coos, pushing the sweater up enough that he can flick his tongue over your nipple, humming into your soft skin when you moan. “let me fuck you.”

fuck it. “alright, let's-”

the front door slams. “mum? dad?”

matty groans into you, sorting your top and sitting up; you follow, biting back a giggle as you climb onto matty's lap and position yourself as innocently as possible. “we're in the living room, munchkin.”

“‘kay,” there's a sound of a bag clattering to the floor, fabric rustling, two loud thwacks as - presumably - your daughter kicks her shoes off; she pads into the room a minute or so later, hunching slightly forward in the way she inherited from matty, a surefire sign of their tiredness, and flops onto the armchair opposite you. she sighs, and then her pretty face - are you biased if you say that, given that it's basically the same as yours? - twists in disgust. “eww, you're snuggling.”

matty hugs you tighter. “yeah, and?”

“and it's weird when old people do it.”

you open your mouth, but matty beats you to a response. “my god, you're in the door less than two seconds and you're already being ageist,” he sighs, faux-dramatically, and amy smiles in spite of herself. “old. your mum's still in her forties!”

“not for long, though,” amy fires back; she winces when she sees your raised brows, though. “sorry, mum. let me retract that - you're still young, dad's a cradle robber, etc etc.”

“a five year age gap isn't cradle robbing, amy.”

“methinks thou doth protesteth too much, father.”

“for fuck's sake,” matty facepalms. he flicks your nose. “that's all you, that. sarcasm, and shakespeare talk,” he turns his attention back to your smirking daughter. “why are you so snarky tonight, anyway? that time of the month?”

“jesus, dad, no,” amy shakes her head, shuffling to further curl up on the chair. “work was just a bit shit. m’just frustrated, i s'pose. sorry.”

you wave insouciantly. “we've all been there, munchkin, don't worry about it. was today that big party you were telling us about? for the new exhibition?”

“yeah, it was massive. so much stuff sold that i was just on the desk the whole night putting in orders.”

“really? wow,” matty traces little patterns on your leg. “must've been good stuff, then.”

amy shrugs. “dunno, the stuff i saw was shite. reckon it's more just people jumping on the bandwagon of this guy cos he graduated top of his class at parsons, and that apparently means he's the next big thing,” she rolls her eyes. “just another white guy who thinks he's basquiat resurrected, if you ask me.”

matty cackles, face settling into the proudest beaming smile you've ever seen. he nudges you. “we've really done such a good job raising her, haven't we?”

amy rolls her eyes again; she can't keep the little smile from her face, though. “you're really weird, you know, dad. and sappy.”

he shrugs. “it works for your mum.”

“gonna ignore the use of present tense there,” your daughter peels herself from the chair, stretching as she stands. “and leave you two to your… canoodling. i need a shower.”

“alright, darling,” you hold out your hand as she passes you, smiling when she squeezes it. “there's some dinner left over if you want it.”

“what kind of dinner?”

“lasagne.”

“my favourite!” amy gasps excitedly, running back in and kissing your head. “you're a legend, mum,” smirking, she ruffles matty's hair. “you're alright, too, i s'pose.”

“love you, munchkin,” he calls after her as she speeds through to the kitchen, then rests his head on your shoulder. “she's so cool.”

“well, she's half me.”

“oi,” matty lightly pinches your thigh. “i was there at her conception too.”

“oh, i remember,” smiling, you kiss him, a quick little peck that still manages to make your heart race. “will you play that thing you were playing earlier, please?”

“only if you sit beside me,” he kisses back. “i'd miss you if you were all the way over here and i was over there.”

“my sweet little codependent angel,” you coo, laughing when your husband rolls his eyes. “of course i'll sit beside you, my darling.”

that's how amy finds the two of you when she returns to the living room over two hours later - sat as close as physically possible to each other, your body curving towards matty's while he plays, both of you murmuring lyric ideas to each other and editing them together in real-time. most people would find that adorable, you think, but not your seventeen-year-old. she makes a retching sound, plopping herself onto the couch. “you're still canoodling? wow.”

“we're working, actually,” matty retorts, resolving the melody with a final chord and swivelling round to face your daughter; you do the same.

her brow furrows. “on a saturday night?”

you shrug. “why not?”

“s'pose,” she picks a bit of fluff from her leggings with a sigh. “at least you're doing something. i dunno what to be up to, to be honest.”

you move to join her on the sofa; she snuggles into you the same way she's done since she was tiny, and matty smiles. “no parties tonight?”

amy shakes her head. “nobody wants to go out, either,” she sits bolt upright, big brown eyes widening in panic. “not that i ever go out out, y'know, but-”

“chill out, ames, your mum and i both snuck into places before we were eighteen,” matty joins the two of you on the sofa, throwing himself down on amy's other side. “well, i did. mum was probably too much of a swot to bother.”

the two of them giggle, and you stick your tongue out at them. “you didn't know me back then, matthew. i could've been wild.”

“but you weren't, though, were you, mum?” amy pats your arm sympathetically (and only mildly condescendingly).

“not really. but i made up for it,” you swat at both of them in a feeble attempt to stop their giggling. “your dad can testify to that.”

“really?”

“oh, yeah,” matty grins. “your mother's yoshed in more plant pots than anyone else i've ever met. speaking of,” he stands. “anyone want a drink?”

amy thinks for a second, then nods. you nod, too, an idea popping into your head; you tap your daughter on the leg. “d'you remember when we watched practical magic the other week?”

“yeah.”

you grin. “we could do midnight margaritas. well,” you check your watch. “quarter-to-eleven margaritas. if you guys want.”

amy's eyes light up; so do matty's identical ones. “can we actually?”

“yeah, we've got tequila,” you think for a second, looking at matty. “we do, don't we?”

he nods. “i bought that bottle for the boys coming over that nobody actually opened, remember?”

“oh, that's right,” you grimace. “george drank all my fucking vodka, ames.”

she giggles. “did he pay you back for it?”

“yeah, auntie charli sorted him out,” you stand, holding a hand out to each of your loves. “shall we?”

as he stands, matty grabs amy's other hand, yanking her up between you the way she used to beg you to do when she was little. she giggles, swinging her arms as you lead her and her father to the kitchen. “remember when i used to insist that we walked around like this everywhere?”

“of course. i miss it, to be honest,” you smile, pulling her into a half-hug when you enter the kitchen; matty wraps his arms around both of you. “but i accept that it's uncool and a bit fucking weird to be holding hands with your parents in public when you're nearly eighteen.”

matty sighs, the sound muffled by amy's hair. “eighteen. you were a baby five minutes ago. a little baby, trying to tell me that no, then because she goes was not in fact my song, it was mummy's, because she used to sing it to you and i didn't,” he lifts his head up to grin at you, while amy giggles. “why did you go for that one, by the way?”

“she was crying and i was just like ‘oh, please don't cry’ when i was trying to get her to calm down, and then i thought fuck it and started singing,” you shrug. “and it worked, so…”

“aww, mum,” amy rests her head on your shoulder. “that's cute. i didn't know that story either.”

“one of my favourite backstage memories, you pestering your dad about why he was singing my song.”

the man in question leans round to kiss your cheek. “i was mostly just flattered that someone mistook my writing for yours, to be honest. only time that's ever happened,” he leans round the other way to kiss your daughter's cheek. “thanks for that, munchkin.”

she pats his arm. “i wish i could say anytime, but…”

you and matty practically collapse into giggles, moving to turn the huddle into a proper group hug. moments like these are your favourite, spent laughing with the people you love most in the world; of course, there's one thing that would make it better. “right,” you wriggle out of the hug, moving to grab the tequila and glasses. “time for a drink. ames, could you grab some limes and cut them, please? but do it off-centre, they're easier to juice.”

matty protests. “i could do that! why are you getting our baby to hold a knife?”

“statistically, she's less likely to injure herself doing that than you are, darling.”

he blinks for a second, then closes his mouth. “probably true, actually,” he kisses your cheek. “i'll get the ice.”

“thank you,” once you're done salting the rim of the glasses, you plug in the blender and look over to your daughter. “you doing alright, amy?”

“mhmm,” she brings the bowl of lime juice over, just as matty drops ice into the glasses and moves to stand beside you. “wait. do you know the rhyme?”

you beam. “d'you want me to do it?”

she grins cheekily, a expression scarily like one of matty's; you can see him smiling out the corner of your eye, too. “yes please, mum.”

“alright,” you clear your throat. “eye of newt and toe of frog,” the tequila is poured, and you ready the cointreau. “wool of bat and tongue of dog,” in it goes, soon to be followed by your daughter's contribution. “adder's fork and blindworm sting, tesco lime is just the thing,” you smile at matty and amy’s laughter, grabbing the tub of maldon flakes. “cragged salt like a sailor's stubble, flip the switch and let the cauldron…” pausing dramatically after you put the lid on the contraption, you press a manicured nail into the on/off button. “...bubble!”

amy cheers, clapping along and elbowing matty until he applauds too. bowing as best you can while holding the lid on the blender, you laugh. “thank you, thank you. i'm here all week,” turning off the appliance, you take the lid off to look at the liquid - the smell makes your eyes water. “oh, jesus christ, that's strong. apologies in advance, ames.”

she smirks. “will we need to get a plant pot ready for you, mum?”

“less of the cheek, you,” a matching smirk appears on your face, and you nod towards matty. “he's the one who can't hack tequila.”

“liar,” matty pinches your hip, smiling into your neck when you squeak in protest. “pour them, and i'll prove i actually can, then, darling.”

“alright,” nudging your husband to move back, you pour the cocktail into the three glasses, sliding one to matty and amy each. “are we toasting?”

“sure. cheers,” amy clinks her glass off yours, then her dad's, beaming. “let the witching hour commence.”

[bunnyathy]

my favorite and funny silly headcannons (not rlly) and ooc ideas about the batfamily:

Damian Wayne:

- has a dedicated social media accounts for his pets. he gets income and sponsorship from luxury pet brands all the time because of it. he doesn’t really care about the money he’s just happy his pets get to have free stuff that give them a better and spoiled life.

- bro’s a gen alpha he’s probably a brainrot humor kind of kid but he hides it well but it comes out at random times

- he’s a dedicated hater, he loved kendrick lamar’s drake diss songs

- his personal/ official Damian Wayne tiktok account is literally just a hate page for his brothers (but in an endearing way he still loves them)

- prefers watching reels over tiktok bcs of the funny comments and the unhinged reels that come out there

- Damian Wayne is a weeb… he was absolutely there during the Anime tiktok lockdown era (if he was even born yet idk) so he knows all the cringe weeb shit.. he quotes it at random times….

- Damian was strictly shoujo mangas and anime but Jon showed him My Hero Academia and he LOVED it. he respects Koda and likes his quirk. MHA was one of the only mangas he read that’s not shoujo lol. (lets ignore the part where there was official damian wayne art where there was a chainsaw man manga with him (i dislike csm))

- he probably did one of those kpop pc decora things out of a printed picture of his fave anime character cough bakugo and tamaki suoh cough (he got influenced by flatline nika)

- he most likely listens to Twice bcs Flatline suggested it to him (this is not bcs I am a once (yes it is))

Batfam:

- to be able to keep up with Brucie Wayne’s diva it boy appearance he occasionally does those derma clinic facials and time to time he invites his kids. Stephanie absolutely is always with him, Cass as well but she’s only there because Steph seems to love it so she’ll always do what Steph loves. It came to a point where Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson, Duke Thomas started to become pretty boys (Jason is not there he could not stand Brucie persona)

- there has been rumors of Brucie Wayne having a bbl and to prove them all wrong Brucie posted a gym workout where his focus was his ass. lets just say BRUCIE JUICY ASS?? on twitter was trending and the kids HATED it. maybe haha certain heroes liked it a little more than others lmfao

- Damian got hyperfixated on into the spiderverse and across the spiderverse he forced his whole family to rewatch it with him

- Jason got asked to come over to the manor by one of the siblings and took a sneaky pic of his whole body just to put it in one of those “dance if you love your family” ai dancing thing on tiktok. he never came back to the manor….

- Tim and Damian have this online feud in tiktok where they comment unhinge and insulting comments to their public official account each other but ofc its filtered so it can cross the tos. Damian once commented “I hope to see you hanging in the streets” and almost got banned from tiktok

- whenever any of the fam asks something from Cass that she doesn’t wanna do she goes “sorry I’m mute” (she takes advantage of her not so disability) Stephanie taught her that she said it would be funny. it works sometimes bcs the other was probably too tired to notice or just goes along bcs they think Cass learning gen Z humor is funny.

aight ive ran out of ideas they were just mostly damian and batfam AHAHAHAH

[sturnioz]

its 9 pm so its not late night but erm 😞

toxic!matt and reader who is just the sweetest person ever who hook up once or twice and text a bunch, reader is so bold over text and matt LIVES for it bc he thinks ur a rlly good lay n u got some good pussy n shit yk? the two of u just love hanging out and everything,, until reader wants to have a relationship with matt, and hes all 'nah, told u i dont do relationships remember? i got other hoes LMAO' over text with u and u dont understand why ur upset because hes told u this multiple times whenever u guys were hanging out or after sex. the next time u guys hang out ur kinda distant from him and the whole group, and when he texts u 'come over?' (which normally you'd agree to) and ur just 'no not tonight' and then hes like 'ok dont come crying to me when im fucking another one of my bitches tho' and again u dont get why ur upset. matt is kinda disappointed tho yk?? bcs secretly ur his favorite and he'd js never admit that EVER. next time u two hang out he catches on and pulls u aside to ask 'yo what the fuck is wrong with u?? you've been acting so different what the fuck' and u js brush it off. hes all stubborn n shit tho so he keeps persisting, where u snap at him and hes all 'theres my girl' with a little grin on his face. he invites u over (for sex at first), but when u get over there ur tired and upset because u found a bra and some perfume that WASNT urs laying around matts room to which he just shrugged. patting the spot next to him on his bed, he could just TELL something was wrong again and kept trying to force it out of you before you just started crying after getting all annoyed and snapping at him and starting to leave because ur sick and tired. he doesn't get WHY ur crying but he does keep quiet and drag you into his chest after a bit of manhandling since u were half way out the door when he finally does something, he ends up stroking ur hair and shushing u while u sob into his chest even as the reason ur crying is because of him. he didnt even get to fuck tonight but he like cant find it in himself to care, and hes all '??????' in his head because why wasnt he upset?

— 🕸️

this is so long and im so tired but i HAD to get this out of my head mweheheh sorry if like most of this doesnt make ANY sense im exhausted (its only 9) 😞

toxic!matt makes me want to rip my hair out of my skull but toxic!matt is also lowkey a fave..... i love this angst shit. i was so invested because i genuinely got upset that it ended LMAO

[incesthemes]

HELLO! I have to know, what did you think of Madhouse at the End of the Earth??? What were your favorite parts?? :3c pls share your thoughts

OMG THANK YOU i will say i have literally not stopped thinking about this book since i finished it early last week. i have a normal amount of sticky notes marking my favorite quotes/events and other notable moments.

(pictured: exactly 120 sticky notes.)

literally i don't even know how to move on from this book, it made me so insane. i NEED to do horrible and illegal sex acts to adrien de gerlache. there isn't enough de gerlache rpf to satisfy my desire to see him stepped on. he's so utterly pathetic and useless and stupid. no redeeming qualities whatsoever. just a soggy idiot who gets them stuck in the pack on purpose and then has the audacity to regret it. like how do you get any better than this. i cannot believe this man was real and actually existed in the same world i live in today. what the hell man.

anyway. favorite parts are probably. de gerlache and lecointe getting the belgica stuck in the pack on purpose was like, an unparalleled reading experience; i physically yelled out loud while reading it because i couldn't believe my eyes. but here's my full-ish list of every part i marked for being completely deranged:

lecointe SLEEPING on the tonite to thaw them out. literally what an insane man. ok girl (secondarily: lecointe thawing out the tonite by holding them close to the fire. GIRL)

that time cook and amundsen tore apart a seal and drank its blood directly from its veins while tollefsen watched in horror

every single time sancton described cook's nose (the "peninsula" comment got me bad)

"strangely enough the thing in sir john's narrative that appealed to me most strongly was the sufferings he and his men endured," amundsen wrote. "a strange ambition burned within me to endure those same sufferings."

and by god he did. even if he had to force the issue (the iceberg plan is a particular fave)

everything about the penguins, from de gerlache's petulant, childish refusal to eat them because he was salty the men didn't like the food he picked out, to amundsen's obsession with eating raw penguin meat, to the fact that they lured the penguins to the ship with van mirlo's godawful cornet playing

the time they caused a fire on tierra del fuego and had to go put it out, only to return to the ship to see it decorated for christmas. nothing says season's greetings like the minor destruction of someone else's land

they ran the ship aground. TWICE. before ever even making it to antarctica. TWO TIMES!!!!!!!!!!

cook and amundsen's first date climbing up a mountain and nearly plummeting to their certain deaths once each

de gerlache hosting a meeting about what to do when they were out of the ice, being pathetic about it, then begging lecointe to let him change the minutes so he'd sound cooler

DANCO'S BODY STANDING UPRIGHT AT HIS FUNERAL AS IF IT WERE POSSESSED

the fact that everyone hated michotte's cooking and yet no one bothered to even do anything about it. like what. if you hate it that bad make your own food cmon girls......

the unexplained random screaming that amundsen, cook, and koren heard but no one else did............. okay! #normalthings #sanitywin

cook going off the rails worshiping the sun. antarctica claims yet another victim (cook's sanity)

speaking of cook, the fact that the most likely theory for why everyone went insane was cyanide poisoning. from cook's photo developing solution. the DOCTOR did all this. it seriously doesn't get funnier than that

cook hanging penguin carcasses along the belgica's hull as they made to escape the pack. like imagine being in puntas arenas and seeing this ship no one is expecting come into port and everyone has these crazed eyes, some of them are screaming and in the throes of a full mental breakdown, and there's fucking penguin carcasses hanging off the ship like some kinda charms. the mental image alone sent me into hysterics i swear

and most importantly, the fact that all of this happened and they still managed to keep the ship. i think sir john, crozier, and shackleton (et al) are rolling in their graves over this expedition. most incompetent freakass men you know got to keep their ship and yours is at the bottom of the ocean. i can't even believe it.

on a serious note this was just genuinely a great book, it's written so well and in such a particular way; reading nonfiction has never been so fun—sancton made these cold boys sound like shounen anime characters, for real. it was awesome seeing the steps they took to ensure survival and the mistakes they made which undermined the expedition. there's a lot to learn from this expedition and a lot to admire about it, for what it was. it was also just an insane ride from beginning to end—everything went wrong, nearly every guy on that ship was in way over their head and completely wrong for the job, and they kept making the worst possible choices at every turn. the fact that they survived is a miracle and honestly i do think, even though cook was probably accidentally responsible for how crazy they got, he deserves a lot of praise for keeping the ship together and being so proactive in their survival. and never have two people matched each other's freak the way amundsen and cook did, oh my god. they're calling tollefsen the madman while yearning to plummet from an antarctic mountain or live on an iceberg. but sure tollefsen was sooooo crazy.

anyway sorry this is really long but holy shit this book made me so crazy. it's gonna take such a long time for me to get to a point where i can be normal about the belgica after reading this. holy shit man.

[tedwardremus]

What kind of dates do you think Harry and Ginny go on? I think they are super fun-loving thrill seekers. Harry was denied so many happy experiences when he was younger and I bet Ginny fantasized about all the things she would do when she was older and had money and finally some freedom. So, I think they are super fun and they travel a lot. Basically act like two big kids even when they are 35 or 45. They do things like order every dessert item on a restaurant's menu. They do dumb challenges like try every cereal and rank them from best to worst. Make a list of every single theme park and all the best rides and try to experience every single one (they def took Teddy to Disney World and paid for the VIP treatment so he could eat with Mickey Mouse). They do bucket list things like spend Christmas in NYC (Harry loves it because the muggles are distant and rude and that's totally his vibe) and spend New Years on Sydney Harbour watching the fireworks on the beach (one of Ginny's fave ever memories). When the kids have birthdays they are the aunt and uncle that rent the bouncy castle and water slide and rent a fckn pony for the kids to ride. They are FUN. For Christmas they do a build the nicest gingerbread house challenge with the kids and its super competitive. One time Ginny shows up at Hogwarts and says there is an emergency and the kids need to go with her and they are like wtf and then they meet Harry in Hogsmeade and take a portkey to Coney Island (Hermione is so furious and yells at H/G over this because it's SO childish and irresponsible - Ron is like please don't tell her I went with you she thought I was at work).

It was a difficult undertaking to plan a date night when your boyfriend happened to be the most famous wizard in the entire world. Everywhere they went, the press was sure to follow. And if not the press, then someone would try to tell Harry how amazing he was and ask for an autograph. Either way, if they spent too long in public, Harry would get spotted, and his mood would turn sour.

There was always the Leaky Cauldron—Hannah would ensure they had a private booth. But the Leaky was crowded and noisy and they spend so much time hanging out with friends there it didn't really feel like a date night location.

There were always weekend getaways to Romania to the Dragon Reserve to see Charlie or France with Bill and Fleur. But family trips, while fun, were not romantic.

They'd head out to Muggle London, go to the zoo, and once Harry took her to the movies. But if she was honest, Ginny didn’t understand the hype and much preferred reading her books or listening to stories on the wireless.

Or they’d go out with Hermione and Ron, but again—a date that included brothers was automatically not romantic.

Then there was coordinating their busy schedules. When Ginny didn’t have a game, she was usually training, and now that she was on the national team as well as the Harpies, her schedule was even more hectic.

Harry, of course, was busy not just with Auror training but also various committees to reform the Ministry. He always did his best to spend a day or two a week with Teddy—even if it was just a quick mealtime hello.

That’s why their best dates tended to be quiet ones at home. Just the two of them in the safe sanctuary they had built together. Away from public eyes, dark magic, and intrusive press. They’d play music records—a mix of wizard and Muggle music. Do silly dances while they cooked. Sometimes dinner turned out well, and sometimes they ended up walking to the nearby village to get takeaway when it turned into a disaster. But they had been living together for a couple of years, and Ginny was confident that their cooking was improving.

They’d share a bottle of wine and start a fire. Afterwards, Harry would look at her and ask if she wanted to fly.

She always said yes.

And in the cover of darkness, they’d fly. And they’d be free. It was wonderful—to reach out and touch the stars and have the love of your life hold your hand in return.

[shentheauthor]

Ranking the boss fights in nine sols, worst to best.

Disclaimer: these are all my own opinions, and I love ALL of these fights. I just love some more than others!

8-Goumang. I love her to bits and pieces but oh my god those soldiers are ANNOYING. Fuck OFF. It’s completely doable, but it pisses me off regardless.

7- Yanlao. I love this one as well, but the lasers get annoying and that stupid claw just does the same move over and over. There’s very little variation in its attack patterns.

6- Yingzhao. It’s a great intro fight to the game, and it’s REALLY fun, but all in all, it’s not my favorite! It’s the least difficult fight and I love a challenge. Plus Yingzhao as a whole isn’t even a character. It fits Kuafu well, but idc about Yingzhao. Rip. Also there’s one attack that’s a little scuffed because you have to parry way sooner than you think you do, and it fucks me over every time.

5- The Fengs. They are some of my faves, because I love the rhythm of their fight. Fuxi’s slow, well-telegraphed moves pair well with Nuwa’s projectiles, and it’s just a blast to get the hang of.

4- Eigong. She’s ONLY this low because she kicks my ass every time. Banger fight, 10/10, I just have others that I love more. Still, I love how you can clearly tell Eigong taught Yi how to fight. She uses the same moves, and it hits different to be on the receiving end of a talisman blast. Absolutely impeccable fight.

3- Jiequan. This might surprise some people considering how little I talk about it, but good GOD I love his fight. There’s this huge rush I get when I beat him fair and square without using the gene eradicator. It’s the first boss fight we get with unbounded counter, and it really throws you into it fast. Also his boss theme FUCKS.

2- Lady Ethereal. Do I even need to say anything? It’s so chaotic, but once you get the hang of it, it’s incredible. Learning her attack patterns is so fun for me. I haven’t had this much fun learning a boss’s moves since Nightmare King Grimm, and that’s saying something because that fight is one of my favorite video game battles ever.

1- Ji. My intense bias shows. The little lifelines he gives you during battle are great, and the patterns really feel like a dance after a while. Parrying Ji’s sword attacks is so satisfying, and the mechanic of choosing their attacks is so creative! It might be odd to rank this one higher than Lady Ethereal since I compared to her my favorite boss fight ever, but Ji gets bonus points for the creativity.

[helloiamadrawer]

𝘟𝘓𝘙8 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞 𝘈𝘭𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘵

A/n: so I had a Ben 10 era a month ago and literally XLR8 was one of my faves soo I wrote this and yes I'm going to write a sfw alphabet for him too. This is based on when Ben IS NOT transformed into the aliens (basically I wrote how XLR8 would be personality wise) anyway enjoy!

All characters are AGED UP!!

A-Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

He's already had everything out (towels, water, a hot bath,etc.) before y'all even did the deed?? Well that's no shocker really for the speed demon who loves and cares for you unconditionally. And how can he not forget the best part..cuddles! He likes being big spoon for the most part uwu

B-Body Part (fav parts on themselves and their partner)

XLR8 would be lying if he didn't say his legs since they are his modes of transportation but its a tough decision between that or his eyes. His lover however, he would like to say everything but his top choices are their thighs and neck. Cause he sometimes can't help but to think of the many sinful ways he can mark both places so roughly to remind you who you belong to.

C-Cum (anything to do with cum)

It's a nice contrast when on contact with his skin, as for the taste, it has no/little flavor but at least swallowable. As for places he likes to cum on, he can't really decide but if he were to choose it would definitely be your stomach.

D-Dirty Secret

He hates to admit it but he wants his arms and legs bounded in ribbon while you tease him in the worst ways possible that he'll have no choice to break out of the restraints and finally have his way with you..

E-Experience

Thanks to his advanced thinking it did not take him long to learn the basic aspects of sex once matured and quickly have you under his thrall for you two's first time. Eager to learn new things, he's quite skilled as his movements are filled by his love for you and a bit of his ego. Once you tell him what you want, he's grasped it in the center of his claws.

F-Fav Position

Eagle or Pinball Wizard; visual here and here

G-Goofy or Serious?

He's a combination, one night you and him can be giggling about when you called your kineceleran boyfriend a "horny ass lizard" as he was giving you head and he kinda laughed then accidentally his chin bumped into you lol. But when he gets more focused into the act itself, he wants to hear you plead for him, moan for him, feel his every motion whenever inside or outside your frame that is ever so dear to him as everything else is.

(skipping H because XLR8 has no hair)

I-Intimacy (the romantic aspect)

XLR8 actually takes his sweet time with you and uses his incredible speed less frequently. when he's fallen for someone he will NOT talking about it all the while thinking about it nor making sure everything is perfect whenever he sets up a date or just a day for just you two to hang (or bang hehe) but he gives his all for you, no matter what. Never scared to make the first move in public to let everyone know who you're with.

J-Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)

I'm calling it, kinecelerans have very high sex drives. And so with that being said, you leave him for five minutes or good heavens even longer than that, he's already grinding himself needily against one of your pillows covered in your scent. It already makes him so hard, his cock already dribbling precum as he pleads and whimpers out your name in his hushed but gravelly voice, and in minutes yet maybe seconds comes undone ,tail curling in excitement as he rides out his high.

K-Kinks

Bondage- XLR8 can restrain you w/ his tail. Either it’d be wrapped around your neck, waist or trapping your wrists together. Foreplay or not, he loves taking control in that kind of way. Tail Fucking- If you think he's not going to use his tail first before his cock in you then you're sorely mistaken. He’ll test the waters first to see how wet you are, and then maybe just maybe he’ll nudge the first inch of his tail into your entrance, feeling that certain tightness that makes him want nothing more than to impale you right then and there. If he chooses that you're ready for more, the thickness of the first half stretches you out almost like his cock so blissfully even when he starts moving it. Note: it hasn't been the main event.. Marking-

There's nothing XLR8 likes more than decorating your body all in hickeys and love bites. Going the extra mile, teasing your thighs with licks and kisses before you actually mentally curse at him to go down on you.

L-Location

Mostly in the bedroom but when he wants to get real cocky, he will fuck you against the window, not even caring if anyone watches if by chance they catch a glimpse of you two, his ego will go sky high.

M-Motivation

You in general, your laugh, your smile, your scent and even how you react to his every touch and kiss he gives upon your body. In short, what gets you going usually gets him going.

N-No (things they would NOT do)

Anything that you're not comfortable with. Plain and simple.

O-Oral

Look, I bet both genders would love and adore the way XLR8 gives head. If you have a nice, warm and wet space in between your legs, the alien will devour you whole like it's his last supper, exploring your plush walls with his expert tongue and then sweeping over your swollen clit back and forth until you lose control. Or...if you have a dick, he'll take your shaft deep into his throat, bob his head up and down a bit before coming back up and swirling his tounge up and across your tip.. 10/10 would try again

P-Pace (are they fast and rough or slow and sensual?)

Most days he'll set the pace fast but never using his speed, his cock ruining your precious hole in the greatest way possible. Snarling lewd praises in your ear as you're blissfully pushed to the limi, screaming out his name.. But. Being a fast coded alien doesn't mean he doesn't like taking the slow route sometimes cause there's times where he likes making it last through one, long whole round and doing it all again after you both are flushed and sweaty from just one high makes him want to do it all over again.

Q-Quickies

Quick is XLR8's middle name wether it's riding his thigh before you have to go to work to knocking one out before that zoom call interview. Although, he can never prefer that over actually having sex with his lover.

R-Risk

He'll go as far as semi public sex. Dressing room sex, in a car, and if you're into the whole app controlled vibrator thing in public, you're gonna have a lot of fun then (more like he will)

S-Stamina (how many rounds can they go for?)

Is that even a question?? Normally 3 or 4 (maybe 5, depends on you) before you either tap out or use the safe word, either way it'll take a while before you can get used to not getting so worn out by the second or third but he understands that you're human and you can only take so much pleasure before it becomes too much.

T-Toys (do they use toys? If so, on themselves, on you or both?)

XLR8 doesn't really use them on himself, but on you 100% he will if you consent.

Xlr8 and toys are a great combination. He's more game for using them on you than himself. His voice taunting you with teaseful ministrations, watching your every reaction "Feels good doesnt it? Would be such a shame if i were to turn it off~" "It hasn't even been five minutes and you're already wet..this thing really is powerful." "I bet you had lotsa' fantasies of me doing this to you, huh?" If you persuade him to let you use a toy on him but nothing crazy. a stroker one day, maybe a vibrator another time but the sounds that come from his mouth are so worth riling him up for.

U-Unfair (are they a big tease?)

He's fair but mostly unfair for the most part, he'll have his cock half sheathed inside your plush walls and when he gets ever so close to your g spot he'll pull back and make you whine and beg with that pretty mouth of yours,to promise him that you'll be a good girl when eventually he will let you have it tenfold via overstimulation

V-Vocal (are quiet or loud during sex?)

Not quite loud but not quiet either, his breathing will get shaky when he's close, some panting against your neck and when he's near your ears he'll make sure you hear his satiable dirty talk that claims to make you mentally shut down in a good way

W-Wild Card (random headcanon)

Lil story of he found out your ears are also an erogenous zone:

both of you got into a little play fight and once XLR8 had you pinned down (quite swiftly I must say), out hatched an idea he was close to your ear as he took a moment to lightly blow against the shell of it and boy the reaction he got; your face all red as Four Arms' skin as your whole body shuddered, your hands latched around his waist, pulling the kineceleran down a bit so you could bury your face into his neck, whining. The blue alien chuckles cheekily, "oh I'm sorry, did that turn you on?"

"shut..up you-ah~" your remark was cut short by the feeling of your boyfriend's tongue sweeping over the outer frame of your ear and thus, your binaural kink was exposed

X-X-ray (what's going on in those pants)

(we are gonna keep it simple since he is male, not technical)

His cock stands proud at a great length of 7 inches with a prominent vein protruding on the left side, able to please you at multiple angles and sure it may be a struggle to slide into your mouth the first few times until you get used to it, but it's not really girthy. Might I add it's all black (no racial) so when he cums, the off-white gives quite a cool contrast with it tho

My analysis rank: 7.5/10

Y-Yearning

see J for source of yearning

He can go about a day w/o you and he's already touching himself the next day waiting for you to come back from work cause he wants you so bad, at least it's you he's thinking about lol

Z-Zzz (are they sleepy or awake after doing the deed?)

Since he has lots of stamina, he'll either pamper you first while he gets cleaned up, run you both a bath and then you're back in the bed dozing off on his chest, a smile forming on his blue features as he eventually rests along with you 💖

[lonelychicago]

fic rec friday fun! 💌

rules: share the links to your wonderful words with the most hits/most kudos/most comments/most bookmarks /most words/least words

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most hits, most kudos and most bookmarks

and this is when the feeling sinks in ( i don't wanna miss you like this ) mature | 17.4k words

Buck was supposed to come home in a couple months, pretty close to Eddie's birthday. He was finishing his tour with the Navy and then they'll get their happy ending. That's how it was supposed to go.

Then two officers showed up at Eddie's door with a flag and thanking his husband for serving their country.

And everything changed.

2. most comments

believe in one thing (i won't go away) mature | 24k words

"I think— I think we should go to therapy. Together." Eddie says one night and takes Buck completely by surprise. "Therapy? Together?" "Yeah, like, couple's therapy or something. Frank told me he can recommend someone for us." "Eddie…" Buck says slowly, as if he's trying to explain the hardest math problem in the universe to a five year old. "We're not, uh— We're not a couple." "No, I know." Eddie frowns and looks down, fidgeting with the beer in between his hands. "But we're partners." He says, this time a lot lower that Buck barely hears it. "Right?"

or; the one where buck is figuring out stuff after waking up from a coma, eddie misses his best friend and they go to couple's therapy.

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made my way to a life i would choose | explicit | 26.1k words

In which Eddie transfers from his station to the Dispatch Center to be the LAFD Liaison, change is hard, staying away from Dispatcher Evan Buckley is even harder and not falling in love with the man is god-damned impossible. Eddie makes his way to a life he would choose and to a family who will choose him back. or affectionately called the buddie at dispatch fic <3

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I'm the one on the phone as you whisper | teen and up | 1.2k words (it has 999 kudos so if someone wanted to go and read it and leave a kudo i wouldn't complain about it 👀)

"Hey, how do you feel about an impromptu romantic date at a fancy restaurant with the love of your life?" He asks once he hears the call has been picked up. There's silence on the other line for longer than it's normal and Buck is about to check if Hen hang up on him when someone finally speaks— and Buck suddenly feels sick to his stomach. "Okay." Says the voice that is certainly not Hen's. The voice that's been haunting Buck's every dream for forever. "Eddie?" Buck chokes out, stuttering and hoping to God it's not him. "Yeah…" Of course it is..Buck looks up at his ceiling again, cursing the damn universe and its awful sense of humor. He's sure its laughing at him at this point. "Why? D-Did you mean to call someone else?"

or: Buck's date cancels but he has already made the restaurant reservation, so he decides to call Hen and ask if she'd like to take Karen there. He dials the wrong number. It all works in the end.

honorary mention to famous buck au bc it might not fit in any of this categories but it's still one of my fave fics i've written:

he never thinks of me (except when i'm on TV) mature | 18.1k words

"I have been in love, yes." He says after the most torturous of seconds. "Would you mind expanding on that?" Buck hesitates for a few seconds and then Eddie sees the exact moment he decides 'fuck it' as he straightens in his seat. "There was this guy in high school. He was my best friend." Wait. Hold on. Eddie freezes. Is Buck— Is Buck talking about him? or: In which Eddie finds out years later that his unrequited feelings for his high school best friend were not actually unrequited, Buck is stupidly famous now and they pine. They get there in the end, they just need to get their timing right. Inspired by the prompt: “you’re famous and just got asked if you were ever in love this should be good– WAIT WHAT."

tagging (no pressure): @monsterrae1 @buddierights @barbiediaz @cowboy-buddie @transbuck @transboybuckley @honestlydarkprincess @bigfootsmom @lesbianmaygrant @maygrantgf @buckitup @the-likesofus @spaceprincessem @alyxmastershipper @elvensorceress @ebdaydreamer @greyacebuckley @starlingbite @lovebuck @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @911onabc @hippolotamus @shortsighted-owl and anyone else who wants to do it! 💗

[greghatecrimes]

hi! its my nerdy ass again!

ive been obsessing about your baby ducks au and seeing it everywhere. im rewatching my neighbor totoro right now and i can totally see house raising the kids on ghibli movies! hed have that box with all the movies in dvd.

thirteens favourite would be princess mononoke,for obvious reasons,two adass girlies,but i like to think chase would lie and say his is spirited away because it has a monster and a cool dragon when his favourite is actually howls moving castle cause my boy chase is a hopeless romantic lol

Eeeeeeee I love this SO much!!! I seriously can't put into words how huge this is making me smile. Of course Chase's favorite is actually Howl's Moving Castle, and House and Wilson and Thirteen totally all know it, but they let him pretend it's Spirited Away so he doesn't feel made fun of (plus Spirited Away rocks, it's always a great one to watch on a movie night). (Something something once they're teenagers, they finally tease Chase a bit with it, and it's about being as nit picky with his hair as Howl is😂)

And Thirteen's fave being Princess Mononoke, omg YES!!!! I need to put that one on sometime soon, Ghibli movies are really nice to have in the background because the art and the music is always so beautiful! (I'm sure after I watch it, I will have a lot more to say in particular about bby Thirteen loving it! I've never actually seen the whole thing from start to finish- I wasn't raised on Ghibli movies, so I only first heard of them when I was in high school. lots of them I've only seen parts when they're on while hanging out, or the handful that my gf and I have watched together the whole way through. But now I have good reason to watch it ASAP :D)

House totally has the box set with all the DVDs, and around the time Chase (age five) first gets placed with them, Thirteen's (age three) favorite toy is a Totoro plushie basically as big as her. She likes to make him outfits for whatever they're playing, and she loops Chase in on "stealing" clothes from the clean laundry for them pretty quickly. Then after he's dressed Thirteen pulls Chase into imaginary play with her and Totoro. Sibling bonding :) (Of course the outfits never match but look charming nonetheless. I'm imagining one of Wilson's button down work shirts buttoned crookedly, a tie tied completely wrong, and one of House's baseball caps)

[tomfoolies]

clandestine meetings

ship: corporate affairs words: 1517 a/n: behold, a TOMJA FIC!! AT LAST!! this is s1 ep8 in the tomja timeline as i previously said in my little teaser post.... i hope y'all like it, because it's one of my fave things i've written in a LONG time >:3333

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She stands out to Tom from the crowd, standing with a group of people he doesn’t know. Her silhouette is distinct, her disposition imminent, her signature dark pantsuit immediately recognisable. He stalks closer, taking his time just in case it’s not her, but the closer he gets, the clearer she becomes to him in the dim flickering lights.

“Sonja..?”

Visibly startled, she turns around. Her usually sleek hair is curled, and controlled yet haphazard strands of dusty golden hair frame her face. The small gemstones hanging from her earrings move and dangle when she tilts her head. Her confusion softens in a single glance. 

“Tom!” She looks so pleasantly surprised to see him, blinking at him like she doesn’t quite believe he’s there. It elicits a flutter beneath his sternum that he does his best to ignore. “What are you doing here?”

“I was going to ask you that!” 

She gives him a look but then indulges him, and his focus shifts to the people that he’d already forgotten about. They’ve all fallen quiet, and seem to eye him either with suspicion or curiosity. 

“A friend knew a friend, you know how it goes.” She turns to her acquaintances without introducing him, showing no remorse or sorrow for having to leave the conversation. “I’ll catch you guys later, alright?”

She doesn’t wait for a response, and gestures Tom to follow. They make their way across the room to an unpopulated corner. The night has taken a turn he wasn’t expecting, so everything feels a bit hazy and unreal, like a dream. At the same time it feels exactly like how things were always meant to go; meeting her here now seems inevitable. 

A waiter passes by, and she switches her empty champagne flute for a new one. He gets one as well, and tries not to get distracted by the way she smiles at the waiter as a silent show of gratitude. Her fingers drum against the glass, at first without aim, but then the song changes and she finds its rhythm quickly. 

Something about her sharp attunement to the world around her has always made him feel more grounded in her company. This moment is no different; his surroundings sharpen, she becomes the focal point. Or maybe he’s just sobering up. Bad time for that.

“Honestly, you saved me there. Don’t know how much longer I could’ve lasted.”

“Oh, I’m just happy to help. But they might now think I’m like… your potential hookup,” he says, half-serious, sparing a look to the group to see that it’s disbanded. As if she was the glue holding it together.

“I mean, they wouldn’t be far off,” she says with a playful nudge of her shoulder against his arm – that makes his suspiciously situational heart palpitations return – and takes a sip, observing a stranger pass by before speaking again. “I thought I saw Roman here earlier." 

“He's the one that invited us, actually. The Roys boys are all here, even Connor. Greg’s also somewhere, I think he’s trying to babysit Kendall…?”

Sonja’s eyes widen and then she laughs, half embarrassment, half epicaricacy – her trademark blend of emotions. “Okay, we have to find them at some point. I need to witness that.”

They conversate with the most casual abandon, amicable acquaintances to outsiders, perhaps close friends to some. She laughs at something he says, more than once; a small thing he takes great pride in. Occasionally she learns closer to speak, just so nobody else hears what she’s saying. In those moments he can observe her up close, catch the glare of the light in her glasses, smell the sharp floral notes of her perfume that still lingers.

Their connection hangs heavy, invisible yet tangible. A tether curling between them. She could easily tug on it, bring him towards her. 

After their previous night out, he’s kept his distance. Because once he became aware of his gnawing want, with it came the dread. It’s not smart; wanting more from her feels like a death sentence when he’s gotten so far and still has work to do. He can’t throw everything away just because of her – his whole life would inevitably change into something completely different if he did what he stupidly longs for. And yet… This is the most fun he’s had in weeks. Just being with her, enjoying her company, her honest and easygoing demeanor. Going home for the night looms in the not-so-distant future, something he tries his hardest not to think about. 

He knows hope is the vilest thing to have. He despises himself for feeling it in her presence; the hope that things could be different.

She’s gotten close again, gossiping about someone that just walked in, a person she apparently knows, but honestly, he’s not listening right now. Because this time she’s set her hand on his shoulder, and when she’s done talking and she should offset their closeness with appropriate distance… She clings on. Runs her thumb along the shoulder line of his suit, just once, before slowly sliding her hand down his arm. Not the first touch between them, but definitely the most unnecessary one. 

His eyes meet hers, ochre-flecked green and deceptively demure. He is struck by the way she studies him, curious but inscrutable. He tries to imagine what she’s seeing. Maybe something he doesn’t. Or are they looking at the same thing? 

“So… What do you think?”

He blinks at her, chastising himself for getting caught. “Think about what?”

“I had a whole monologue going on just now and you didn’t listen any of it?” she gripes, eyes sharp and voice stern, but her heart isn’t in it. “I’m trying to keep up a conversation here. You’re making it very difficult.”

Only because you’re making things difficult, he thinks; she’s still touching him. But he hasn’t moved away either. 

”Sorry. I’m just surprised you’re spending your time talking to me instead of… Literally anyone else,” he says, partly because it’s all he could come up with, partly because it’s exactly what he’s been wondering. It's definitely way too honest, and embarrassment follows immediately.

”Why wouldn’t I? Tom, you’re the only person I wanna be talking to right now. I was so painfully bored before you showed up.” 

Something on her face shifts, she furrows her brow and blinks sharply – a flash of clarity, a realization – but it’s gone before he can process it fully. 

”Which is wild to say when…” she continues, gestures around. 

He chuckles, trying his hardest to keep it together. The anticipation crawls up his spine in a languid shiver. He can’t look at her in the eyes. “It is. But we all have our preferences.”

“What I mean to say is… I just like spending time with you, alright? You’re really great company. I’m glad we bumped into each other tonight.”

If everything felt unreal before, he’s sure he’s in a fever dream right now. Her words have taken him off guard, and he feels dizzy and flushed in a way that’s not just from the alcohol in his system. Painfully aware of himself, he feels like something bright and loud and far too conspicuous, and he thinks that everyone can tell – especially her. 

“The feeling is mutual,” he manages to respond. But it seems to be enough for her, and she gives him a small smile. 

That’s when he sees himself in a different reality, like getting a glimpse through a blurry window; viewing the distorted yet clear reflection in a puddle. A reality where he lets himself have hope, have the courage to make that choice. 

He’d be leaning closer just like she did, with the very same intention to touch. But this time it’d include a quiet question, one she’d reply to by pressing her mouth on his. He’d taste the lingering champagne, she’d pull him closer by his collar. He’d finally get to touch her like he’s wanted to. Making good use of the other guests, they’d blend into the crowd of ridiculous horny people pretending to be sophisticated. Eventually he’d take her hand, eager to see where she’d lead him so that they could–

The thought shatters, leaving only the truth in front of him. Distance, a line he shouldn’t cross, cannot cross – though he desperately wants to. And that knowledge is devouring him from the inside out. 

She nods as if he’s said something, none the wiser to what’s just played out in his head. Finally letting go of him, she takes a step back. The absence of her touch makes him recoil.

“C'mon, let's go find Greg,” she says conspiratorially before glancing around, already seeking out the aforementioned man much to Tom’s disdain. “I think we could use a bit of entertainment.”

He can take his frustration out on Greg. That always makes him feel better, and even more so whenever she finds it amusing as well. 

”Lead the way,” he says, ready to follow her.

He might be stuck, he might want things that are impossible. But at least she wants him around – it’ll have to be enough.

tagging @isabelinlove because i've promised her to post a tomja fic for like. the longest time...😝

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Keeping the sees train rolling; what kind of video games is each member's favorite you think?

ohohoho >:3 thank you for asking because i have Opinions on this matter

minato: hm once again a slight cop out answer because of the hermit social link, but i do think he's an MMO player. despite having fully convinced himself that he's antisocial, he in fact loves playing with other people, but like, for long periods of time not just in short online matches yknow? though he would run his party like he runs his team in tartarus and would probably scare off some players who are a little less intense than he is ahsflkjhsdf, but once he found his People they would love this funky little guy who treats the game like its a real life fight to the death

kotone: open world adventure games!! particularly the ones that have lots going on in their worlds, rather than just, yknow. large maps without much going on. i think she'd love running around just collecting sidequests and weird items and getting super attached to various unimportant side characters who have like 5 lines of dialogue total and 3 of them are just "howdy there", "what's up?" and "until next time."

yukari: i don't see her as one to sit down and play for a really long period of time or play religiously every day, so i think more ""casual"" games that she can play with friends are her faves. not just party games but games like minecraft that she can just hang out and mess around in with her buddies (disclaimer i havent played minecraft for more than like an hour sorry if its actually super hard and i just dont know)

junpei: i think he plays pretty widely but has a particular fondness for RPGs. he definitely likes a game that's not too hard or demanding, but makes him feel super cool and gives him a big dopamine hit. probably not a huge fan of most multiplayer games because he's a bit of a sore loser? but he likes super casual party-type games like mario kart and stuff bc its hard to get mad playing them.

akihiko: soulsborne-like games. i know many many games get compared to soulsborne games but what i mean here is: games with a very high skill ceiling that reward your practice and composure by making you feel like the bossest bitch alive when you finally succeed. i think he'd get really sucked into them. but i think he would prefer singleplayer games like dark souls over, say, fighting games

mitsuru: the game needs to have some kind of tangible measure of success because she is going to fucking Succeed in it. she is going to get One Million Billion points. she is going to rack up All The Gold. she is going to get Every Item. i actually think she likes "casual" style games like yukari does, but she does not play them in a casual manner At Fucking All. if she's playing minecraft she has fifty chests full of diamonds while everyone else is still building dirt houses

fuuka: rhythm game fan spotted. someone walks in while she's about to full combo a hard song on sadistic difficulty and she makes the absolute most angry sound anyone has ever heard her make (an insistent "SHHHH!") and then ten seconds later after she's won the song she doesn't even apologize, she was so in the zone she didn't even realize she was acting in a way that would usually mortify her. its the autism btw

aigis: i wanna say she likes visual novels and strategy games. i think she would be absolutely enraptured by a good enough visual novel (although she would be a bit perplexed by them at first), and a strategy game i think would tickle her brain in the right way to make her feel satisfied without becoming monotonous or a slog (which i think would be her experience with action games--they would be very rote and unfun to her because fighting is like Baked Into Her Code so they don't really feel like recreation).

ken: call of duty player. KIDDING i see him as a fan of older arcade style games. he probably unironically says he was born in the wrong generation bc he prefers galaga to cod or whatever. he likes games where you can rack up a big high score. kind of similar to mitsuru in that regard.

shinjiro: probably not a huge player but kotone introduces him to simulation games (farming sims and animal crossing in particular) and he gets obsessed with them. but he absolutely refuses to admit it to most people because he has a reputation to uphold dammit. the only people who get to know are the protags (they're nosy af), akihiko (also nosy and also they're kind of attached at the hip so it was inevitable), ken (shinji can't lie to him), and aigis (koromaru is a snitch)

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Thank you Anon!! 💕

From this ask game

OK I’ve been saving this one up. It took a while to decide on a bit to write about but in the end I’ll go with a personal fave, Chapter 8 Lifeblood of The Lark and the Crow.

This is the chapter that I think lays the most groundwork for Siavash’s character.

In Act III we meet an old friend from Almas, a colleague from the Andoren Diplomatic Corps, and find out that even as KC he’s still entirely loyal to Andoran and its political philosophy.

Through her eyes we see a guy who’s always been this flaky, skinny-dipping beatnik, almost a joke among their mutual friends and colleagues, all of a sudden leading a Mendevian Crusade. He gets a chance to reflect on what’s happened so far and lay out a little of his “diabolical plan to bite off more than [he] can chew.”

But most all, we get to see him hanging out with Woljif. And the two of them get up to their first shenanigan...

This was another little original story I had to bang my head against a wall to figure out but once I had it, I liked it. Foiling a little cultist plot to spy on “The Bard” and ambush him and his band in the Worldwound. Each drawing on his own talents – Woljif pretending to be drunk, Siavash in a silly disguise pretending to be some badass underground “connection” of his and a secret Baphomet cultist, the two of them playing off each other as naturally as if they’d been doing it for years.

(ough my heart. I love them together.)

There’s a little flashback to Siavash’s romantic past and how his previous long-term relationship ended, which I think adds some depth to the mutual pining tension with Woljif. (It’s still funny to me to recall the exact moment he “informed” me he had an ex.)

And finally the ending bit finds Woljif’s calculating giving way to daydreaming. And… caring?

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Can we get the Star Seven's favorite TV shows or Movies if you haven't yet? <3

AYYYY that’s what’s up!!! I did OrangeJuiceVerse Stan and Kyle’s favorite media here (shoutout to the wife for askin) but here’s the rest of the seven!

KENNY!!! Ok I cannot stress enough how much of a Muppets enthusiast this man is. Kenny absolutely wanted to work for Jim Henson Creature Shop at some point (same) and he fucking LOVES anything remotely related!!! He’s also a big horror fan due to the fact that he’s seen a lot of gnarly shit in his (consistently interrupted by deaths) life, and OH. MY. GOD. he fucking loves Troma Entertainment. Lloyd Kaufman and his gross ass vulgar comedy is Kenny’s lifeblood. He introduced the m5 to Toxic Avenger and Shakespeare’s Shitstorm (idk if that one’s actually out yet my partner’s just friends with Lloyd so we got an early copy) and literally every single one of his movies are so gross but Kenny very much enjoys them, out here casually enjoying the Tromaville High trilogy without flinching once. And he LOVES watching buddy comedies with Stan!!! The two of them will be up to all hours just watching Superbad and Clerks and any movie where two guys are in silly situations smh. And this guy ADORES the marvel netflix shows, especially Daredevil omg and he went feral for The Punisher. Kenny has also seen every Barbie movie ever

Tweek! He is a CHRONIC rewatcher!!! He’s seen Sherlock more times than he can count. Any show that’s formulaic, he likes it bc it isn’t unpredictable, so think kids shows. BUT!!! He also very much enjoys the most obscure gory art pieces, loves early film like A Trip To The Moon and Stagecoach, and adores Buster Keaton. At some point Stan got him into Supernatural and Tweek was TERRIFIED at points, but he loves the lore and the attention to detail. And he laughs his ASS OFF at Its Always Sunny In Philadelphia but it stresses him out lmao

Craig watched The Orville and absolutely lost his mind getting obsessed with it, he may be an astronomy professor and generally into space, but he can take or leave Star Wars. And Star Trek. His biggest guilty pleasure with movies that only Tweek knows about? This stoic mf fucking LOVES musicals. Like if Stan knew, OH BOY he’d be over at apt 2 constantly hanging out just because Craig is watching The Greatest Showman. Craig doesn’t discriminate against objectively bad cgi either, so he genuinely enjoyed the 2019 Cats and rewatches it frequently. He loves Seven Brides For Seven Brothers and introduced it to the rest of the star sev (Cartman loved it, Kyle was repulsed by “Bless Your Beautiful Hide”). One of his favorite shows is How It’s Made lmfao and he ADORES Mythbusters.

Marj omg she’s such a romantic, movies based on Jane Austen novels? She’s there. Bridgerton? Yep. But ALSO!!! Any movie that’s very race against time or like a movie where someone is falsely accused of a crime, she’s watchin it, and DUDE she LOVES CARTOONS!!! Her parents only ever let her watch pbs kids and she was SUCH an Arthur Girlie!!! Omg Fetch was a fave too!!! Also shes showed the group some DARK movies, like it was her turn to pick on movie night in the Survivor House and she put on The Black Phone and everyone was like JESUS CHRIST MARJ WHAT bc they were expecting her to pick Fern Gully or something again but nope she was like “fellas it’s really cerebral and dynamic” and literally Stan got so freaked he had to leave the room

Cartman is a HUGE reality show guy!!! He and Marj are sittin there watching the bachelor with popcorn and a love of drama!!! LITERALLY he lives for the arguments in Dance Moms and the pettiness like “oh you guys Jill bought a bench for Abby this is about to be freakin sweet” lmfao messy king. He’s definitely more of a show guy than a movie guy, but as long as there’s significant arguments he’s clocked in! Also when he was watching Hannibal 24/7 Kyle was VERY concerned lmao. Cartman’s favorite movie is ‘Alive’ (I think that’s what it’s called?) JUST because it scared kenny so bad when the characters had to eat each other. His favorite show is Lost and he was out here chomping his popcorn and that scene in the episode where Kate has her shirt off bc they ran into a swarm of bees and Charlie goes “I think it was full of C’s” and Cartman is like “hell no those are A cups at best” (this is a very specific hc I’m sorry) but lmfaoooo Cartman absolutely sends me into orbit bc he absolutely doesn’t shut up when he’s watching ANYTHING!!! His favorite musical is Phantom of The Opera.

There ya go my dude! Thank you again for asking I LOVE getting asks especially abt OJV and I deadass had so much fun thinking on this!