#damsel loves this 💗

[hijackalx]

Headcanon thingy, but how would the companions + Gortash react to their lover taking a blow meant for them? (Sweetheart survives, but they'll definitely need some time to recover)

this post would get realllyyyy long if i did all the companions so i did the male companions + gortash, but let me know if u want me to do a separate one for the female companions too 💗💗

GN!reader, small mentions of violence

GORTASH

he’d prefer for you steer clear of any conflict— he considers it beneath you to get your hands dirty— but he doesn’t like to argue. he imagines one of these times you’ll learn your lesson, meaning he’s fully expecting you to come crawling back after a good whooping while promising to never do it again

when he’s approached by an angry subordinate, shaking their fist and yelling profanities at him, he easily maintains composure— he knows his steel watch could reduce anyone to a skid mark on the earth with a simple command. his scrappy sidekick however…………… 👹

he’s only slightly embarrassed when you jump in front of the aggressor, telling them off for their disrespect. suddenly their anger is directed towards you, resulting in a nasty pop to the face that sends you onto the floor. his eyes widen at the sight of you injured for his sake, and with one sharp inhale, he orders his steel watch to destroy your attacker. (and their family. and their friends. and their acquaintances)

he stays at your side while you get bandaged up, threatening the healer’s life every time you wince. he asks what you learned from this experience, hopeful. you think “i need a thicker skull” probably wasn’t the right answer, seeing as his immediate response is “🗿” LMAO

WYLL

he loves to be the one who swoops in and saves you. it really gives him that “heroic” feeling (even if you have to pretend to be his damsel in distress). you guys are always giving your enemies the ick 😹😹

this all goes to his head though, and he can get a little too cocky— like when he jumps in to take on too many enemies at once, and is clearly having a hard time defending you both. he tries to maintain his heroic persona, but you can’t help noticing how you two are getting backed into a corner

while he’s distracted and putting on a show of chivalry, you see an enemy going straight for his blind spot. it’s too late to retaliate, but you do have enough time to jump out in front of the attack. he watches you fall to the ground in pain, HORRIFIED by the fact that he failed to protect you. he forgets his knightly act in a fit of desperation, fighting as dirty as he needs to so you two have the opportunity to scamper away

he criticizes himself SO badly over your injuries. the hit may have broke your face but his failure broke his soul... 💔 LMFAO. he vows to you that it’ll never happen again, and that he’ll be more vigilant than ever from then on out— cue his extremely rigorous and inspirational training montage

GALE

he usually stays toward the rear during battle, using long range magic attacks while you take care of things in the front. he’s not adept at wearing armor and his robes don’t offer much protection— it’s just smarter this way

now imagine how his feeble wizard bones begin to quake when an enemy sneaks past you and sprints his way with a melee attack LMFAO. he’s a planner, not an improviser, so his brain races a million miles a minute trying to think of which spell to use. he needs to cast something powerful, but your close proximity makes him hesitate

you notice his stutter and quickly reach out to off the enemy. unfortunately, this results in you turning your back to another and opening yourself up to a sneak attack. you’re hit hard, and it takes you out of the fight. luckily, the last enemy has 1 HP, so he can easily finish them off with a hasty bop on the head from his staff 💥

afterwards, he’s STRICKEN with worry, cradling your face and trying to get you to speak to him clearly. once he realizes that your injury is healable, you get whiplash from how fast he switches back and forth between admiration and concern. “that was absolutely amazing! 🤩 ” “I THOUGHT YOU DIED!!! 😵”

ASTARION

you guys are super playful in battle. seeing who can kill the most enemies, doing fun combos together, trash talking (it’s giving legolas and gimli). fights with him on your team are rarely serious

he’s quick and alert, so he’s an expert at dodging attacks— it just so happens that you’re standing behind him one of these times, and you end up taking the full force of the blow in his place. he’s used to teasing you for your misfortunes in battle, so his first instinct is to point and laugh 😭

when you don’t get up and give him a bloodstained grin, he realizes something is seriously wrong. a wave of panic washes over him, and the last thing he remembers is switching into feral vampire mode to get you two out of there safely— i’m talking ripping out throats with his teeth 👹

you’re immediately scolded once you come to; “imagine how bad that could’ve been!”, and “you scared me half to death!”— a.k.a he feels SO BAD for letting this happen LMAO, and he 100% blames himself for not knowing you were behind him. he admits it was his fault after you promise to be more careful, and he promises that he will be too (with a little leg room for fun, of course)

[fourmoony]

Pumpkin patch date (25-what’s a kiss between two friends?) with sirius please💗

thanks for requesting!!! ♡︎

1.2k | cw: first kiss, mentions of alcohol and smoking

"There you are." You say as you throw yourself down on James' cushy couch with a huff.

Sirius has been wandering all night. Which is fine, except you don't know any of his old school friends (except James and Remus). It's an odd feeling, you've decided, to be as grown as you are and still equally embarrassed to be seen alone in front of a group of people. The final straw was running into Sirius' seriously pretty high school girl friend Mary (and her extremely pretty current girlfriend, Marlene) and fumbling over your words so bad that they offered you a glass of water to sober up. You haven't touched a drink all night.

Your best friend looks up, dimples popping under the weight of his grin. "Oh, hello, gorgeous." He throws an arm around the back of the sofa, folds his leg under him as he turns to give you his full attention.

The response your body and brain give makes you feel like a teenager. You feel lucky to have Sirius' attention in a room full of people like this - even if you had to go out of your way to get it. It's silly, to be so enthralled in Sirius. But he has that effect on people all the time. Baristas, bus drivers, cashiers at the shops. Anyone who's ever been on the receiving end of one of Sirius' signature grins has felt like the luckiest person alive, at some point.

"And where have you been?" He asks, fingers reaching forwards to play with yours.

You scoff, fighting a smile and turning to better face him. "Me? Where have I been, you ask?"

Sirius nods, all too pleased with himself. "Off with a bloke I had imagined. Gideon Prewett's had his eyes on you all night. Or, actually, that might be Fabian. Ask Jamie, I still can't tell them apart." He shrugs.

There's tiny bits of black glitter around Sirius' eyes; smudged, from his eyeliner, you assume. It draws out the pale grey of his eyes. He looks really pretty. Like someone that would have their painting hung in some grandiose museum. For, like, being historically beautiful.

With a snort, you roll your eyes. "Fat chance of that."

Sirius isn't stupid. He knows you've never had a boyfriend. He's never brought it up, never teased you about it. He just glosses over it like he does most things. For that, you're grateful.

But he frowns at your words, regardless, as he says, "Why?"

You're a little shell shocked as you stare back at him blankly. There's not really any reason for you not to talk to Gideon. Or Fabian, which ever one of them it is. But you don't have Sirius' confidence or sheer lack of care. So, you don't. You stay firmly rooted in your seat, unsure of how to tell your perfectly capable best friend that you're severely under-experienced for a party hook-up with one of his former classmates.

Sirius sighs when you don't answer.

"There has to be a first at some point."

You can't help but bristle at his words, even if they're meant to be encouraging. "I know."

Sirius' fingers poke at the side of your face where his hand is slung over the back of the couch. "Hey," He whispers, head dipped to meet your eyes, "Sorry."

You smile, lean towards his fingers as they turn less teasing and start a gentle path along your cheekbones. "I just want it to be with someone I know. Someone I trust. At least the first time, you know?" You hate the way it sounds. Like a damsel holding on to her last shred of innocence.

But Sirius nods, eyes genuine and understanding. Soft, lovely. Like he always is with you. It's like his chaos gets dialled down when he's with you. Like he can breathe, take a minute to just... exist.

"You trust me?" He asks, swallowing after.

You're not an idiot. You know he's about to offer himself as your first kiss and you hate that it makes flowers bloom between the cracks in your ribs. Your palms grow sweaty and your tongue darts out to lick your lips as if on instinct. "I trust you. But you can't kiss me."

Sirius' brows furrow. "Why not?"

You laugh, albeit a little awkwardly. "Because we're friends, Sirius."

And because you're scared you won't want to kiss anyone else ever again.

Sirius smirks. It's full of mischief and knowing he's likely to get his own way. "What's a little kiss between two friends, gorgeous?"

His fingers tuck a piece of hair behind your ear and you melt into him. So close that you can smell the beer he's been drinking, a little hint of cigarette smoke clinging to his hair. You want this. But maybe a little too much. Sirius is still grinning, very much able to read you like a book. But he waits for you to nod, to give him permission before he scooches closer to you.

"Okay." You whisper, suddenly shy.

If someone had told you as a teenager that you'd be at a party with what is possibly the world's most heartbreakingly beautiful man you've ever met, kissing him in front of a room full of people, you'd have cringed. It'd have been too much to handle. Too much want, too much fear.

But as much as everyone else often describes Sirius Black as Too Much, he's never been that way to you. Not even as his hand shifts to cup your jaw, pulling you so close that his breath fans over your face, warms the skin there. He's so gentle, respectful. It makes you want to sob. Because this is a kiss between two friends.

First, Sirius presses a kiss to the left of your mouth. His lips are gentle, soft. Your eyes flutter closed of their own accord and that's when he swoops. It feels odd, at first. You feel frozen, until Sirius runs his thumb against the underside of your jaw, adds a little pressure under your chin. He tilts your head back and all you can do is respond greedily. You need more of him, more of that pressure against your neck. More of his lips moving against yours with the perfect amount of force.

You sigh into it, one hand on his bicep and the other on his knee. Sirius smiles a little, leaning into you until you're pressed back into the arm of James' couch. It swallows you whole, the kiss. It's raw, beautiful, a little dirty, just like Sirius.

When he deems you've had enough (though, you'd disagree), he pulls away, pressing a doting kiss to your forehead before he retreats. His eyes scan your flushed face.

"See, not so bad." He shrugs as he pulls you into his side.

You rub your lips together, still tingling, and nod. "Yeah, not bad at all."

"Should we find James and ask which one of the Prewett twins has been eyeing you all night?" Sirius asks, though his voice doesn't sound as enthusiastic as it had, earlier.

"Sure. In a minute." You murmur.

Kissing Gideon or Fabian is the last thing you want to do, now. So you sit with Sirius, curled into his side, and watch his old classmates get progressively more drunk as the night goes on. Neither of you make a move to find James, and when he does appear, stumbling from side to side, murmuring something about fulfilling an old unrequited crush, you, nor Sirius, mention either of the Prewett twins.

[mofuubuns]

Wahoo playdate at Dean's!! Hostage situation? What hostage situation-

gained two new friends but at what cost 😔

@hakusins @mofuubuns

ft. cameos from male eri, forgotten au sydney (@/digenterate-trash), sydney the loner (@/just-dol-headshots), jordan, and whitney (not tagging the people because they’re small cameos)

[sweetheartsaku]

HAIKYU!! various ; stupidthings4love

a/n: [gn!reader] HEY POOKIES!!!!!! hopefully u enjoy, working on smt new rn!! stay tuned moas!! on skibidi this was longer in my drafts (rip kuroo who was supposed to be here)

— characters : oikawa, akaashi, atsumu

impatiens !

tooru oikawa ; chit chat - beach weather

clings on to your arm like it's his last day on earth. he's like a damsel in distress!! obsessive gf this, obsessive bf that the o in obsessive is oikawa (I'M JOKING ILY OIKAWA POOKS)

⤷ "y/n-ie... be careful..." "hm? what is it handsome..." you utter softly, noticing his gentle tone. you feel a warm presence beside you. wrapped around your arm, was oikawa looking back at what seemed to be another group of fangirls. you giggle, and take your goodbye's with the friend you were talking to. "my fans might bite your arm off!!" "oikawa, don't be silly. the most they could do is throw me a cookie." "YEAH BUT STILL!!! its a COOKIE!!" you smiled to yourself, imagining a girl throwing a cookie at you and just landing on the floor. "i think i'll be okay." you take notice as he becomes the slightest bit more protective, dipping his hand into the palm of yours and looking back at you, chocolate eyes softened.

oikawa had just finished another game, and you'd usually wait for him to have his little small talk with his fangirls. you didn't really have a problem with it, you could trust him enough. he likes to think you know him better than he does, because you always know or can easily provide what he needs most at times! he really appreciates your trust but oftens questions if he's really doing the right thing. what if him talking to his fangirls made you think you weren't showing enough love to him? and that he valued his fangirls over you? or volleyball? or that girl that dumped him back in highschool because he was too absorbed in volleyb- "bae. are you good??" you raise an eyebrow with a smirk. "i love you." "oh-wow. okay thats sudden.

-i love you too, stupid."

strong believer of sharing literally EVERYTHING. you could be brushing your teeth and he's passed out in the tub or something. shares scarf, clothes, food, everything bro 😭💗

⤷ (timeskip!? i think hehe) finally!! a break from volleyball. who knew THE oikawa tooru would be saying that? the brunette thinks to himself. an argentinian, professional volleyball player. saying that, at his vacay in new york city, with the love of his life. but, its not time to be thinking hard right now. to get the most immaculate and full experience of NYC, was obviously booking first class plane tickets, on the dates that peaked in illuminating the refreshing season of NYC's autumn. there is no volley game in the entire world he would ever trade for this ethereal moment, walking down the streets of new york's bustling hustle, hand in hand, matching diamond rings clinking together. a warm, beige plaid scarf enveloping the both of you. "don't want us getting chilly, huh?" he says, wrapping the scarf around you both.

keiji akaashi ; the adults are talking - the strokes

always lets you win board or card games. situations where he's literally bound to win, he will NOT let you lose. he just wants to see you smile. might hide one of your letters in bananagram, grab an extra card in uno, easy bargain-er in monopoly, adding a piece back on the chess board... if he isn't akaashi ion want him 😊

⤷ it's a late night at the coffee table, akaashi has just finished his shower to sit down for a game of chess with a cup of tea. he could clearly read how slightly more excited you've been to sit down and relax with your fiancé after a long week. he found it the sweetest thing on earth, and he'd never trade it for the world. he loved to see you smile, so why not make you smile now? he thought, hiding his grin through the tension between his fingertips and his king he was about to sacrifice.

"keiji." "yes, love?" "you are very silly." you whisper and lightly giggle, moving your bishop to gently kill your fiancé's king, winning the game. an unconscious, pearly smile plays onto your lips (only he could see, despite the numerous times he's reassured her that it's quite charming).

there's truly nothing he'd want to see more than that.

strong believer of sidewalk rule. don't worry bae y/n will not die nor disappear if you take your eyes off them for like 2 seconds

⤷ his thumb gently rubs your knuckle as you walk down the bustling late night city street, lights of restaurants and streetlamps illuminate all of his features. the bridge of his nose, the dark gunmetal green of his eyes, and the apple of his cheekbones. every single feature that shaped the beautiful boy who had put the ring on your finger. tying your laces, putting your jewellery on, and keeping up with the infamous sidewalk rule. little habits he's built since high school, not because he is expected to do so, but because it all comes naturally when it comes to you.

till suddenly, you feel a squeeze on your warm hand, signalling the usual. the switch of places on the concrete. you instinctually react, akaashi discreetly walking on the side near the moving cars. the little things that aren't so little for you, but the little sparks that keep the warmness in your heart kindled.

atsumu miya ; boyfriend (with social house) - ariana grande, social house

always steals your flippin' last bite. it's so annoying, he knows it, and likes it. while you're not looking, he WILL the last bite of your food or a sip of your favourite drink.

⤷ after a long day at work for you, and a long day of training for atsumu, you both comfortably sit in silence at onigiri miya. the faint noises of clutter and cleaning fill the silence, along with boyfriend by ariana grande and social house, playing over the speaker softly. onigiri miya's open sign had just turned around, and the warm light of the hanging sign outside flickers off. osamu effortlessly places the tray of warm onigiri in front of you two, and a shared smile laces upon your faces.

"thank you!!" you and atsumu chirp in unison, osamu acknowledges your gratitude, and discreetly smiles to himself as he prepares to clean up the kitchen. you both each take one onigiri, automatically knowing who prefers which type of onigiri (atsumu's is the cold tuna, yours can be what you prefer ♡ mine is tuna as well hehe). digging in, suddenly there was only one bite of yours left. mouth still full, you suddenly can't remember if you kept the receipt of your failed custom mug you had purchased the other day. it makes you wonder, then your curiosity takes over you before you could take the last bite of your onigiri! you glace and search into your bag, hand still holding a chunk of onigiri. you sigh of relief, noticing you had kept your receipt! but... something is missing.

your last bite of onigiri.

but, in his so called 𝓅𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑜𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 he will let you have the first bite of his favourite food.

⤷ "aYE! 'tsumu!" you playfully hit his shoulder, as he has an absolute giggle attack. to him, it's like there was genuine fury and fire coming out of your eyes and he found it the most hilarious thing ever LMAO. (but for me personally, i wouldn't take that.) "i wilL ACTUALLY DELETE YOUR FIFA ACCOUNT IF YOU KEEP THIS UP." "oKAYOKAYOKAY!!! i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry pf-" he says as he is STILL having his giggle fit. obviously, the correct reaction is to look away and cross your arms. you do exactly that, and he realises what he's done (caused the next war). he suddenly gets a little touchier, and says "dear y/n-ieee... i promise to give you the first bite of the next food we eat, m'kayyy? from the pure, and innocent kindness of my heart!" he chimes. interrupted by a genuine, heartfelt shout of,

"oh shut yer' trap!"

"SAMU!"

[whateverisbeautiful]

So...Jessie? A gif just popped up of when Rick is holding the laundry basket and how eager Jessie was to get in his house. Her whole spiel was so weird looking back - she says she can handle herself and gives so much information about herself. So she's sort of not playing the damsel in distress initially but clearly wants his attention. Was Jessie also a proxy for Rick's guilt with Carol and Sophia? Like he didn't know about Carol being beaten by Ed but knew about it after so was in some way trying to make it up to and for her? Did Andrew Lincoln really not like this storyline either?

Anyway, your thoughts would. be so lovely to read!

Hi! Thanks for wanting to read my thoughts on this 😊. I had to refresh my memory a bit so I rewatched that scene when Jessie arrives on Rick's doorstep and wrote my take below. ⬇️💗

The Jessie scenes always tend to make my skin itch tbh. There's just something uncomfortable about their whole dynamic, especially with how their interactions always emphasize Rick's PTSD and rocky mental state. Every unhealed part of Rick often gets triggered in their scenes.

Watching it back, Jessie's whole angle and energy when introducing herself to Rick was very eager and grasping for a connection imo, all the while trying to appear nonchalant. It's interesting that when she offers to come inside and cut his hair (which a haircut definitely wasn't needed right then and there) Rick is the one more hesitant to let her in and the one more aware that it's a bit too trusting of her to enter the house of a stranger she doesn't know at all.

I agree she tried to avoid playing the damsel in distress but still wanted his attention. While Jessie aims to present the "I can take care of myself" vibe to Rick and the public, I can see her having this underlying want to get some info about Rick and divulge info about herself to gauge if Rick really is someone who can come to the rescue. She likely knows Rick and his group were brought in to better protect ASZ and she probably deep down hoped to find a protector for herself and her kids among them.

Regarding Jessie being a proxy of Rick having guilt over Carol's abuse, I think Jessie is a symbol of many guilts Rick has. I personally don't think Rick feels like he has to make it up to Carol for not saving her and Sophia from Ed's abuse, considering he and Ed were probably only even around each other for a very short time. But I do think that since Rick knew why Carol was so adamant about seeing Pete be stopped, he wanted to handle this situation for Jessie, her kids, Carol, the community, and himself.

It's clear in so many of Rick and Jessie's exchanges that Rick is trying to right many past 'wrongs.' Primarily not being able to save Lori. Like when he is making his case for why Jessie should let him save her and the kids in 5.15, I hear so much vulnerability in his voice when he tells Jessie he doesn’t want her to die and that he can keep her and her boys safe. In that moment, I feel like he can hear Lori's past doubts and Shane's past ridicule ringing in his ear saying 'you can’t protect people,' and so he’s determined to demonstrate that he really can keep this woman safe this time after not being able to do so in the past. 

The Rick and Jessie dynamic remains one of my least favorite, and while I can't say for certain if actors share my stance on their storyline (even if several reactions to the storyline suggest they might agree lol) I'm glad that what has always been clear is what storyline the actors actually loved and championed with a passion and that's the Richonne storyline. 😊

[sports-on-sundays]

omgg i'm so relievedd,😭😭 anyway here's the request

can you please do an enemies to lovers with pedri wherein the reader is frenkie's sister and pedri and her have beef with eachother and fight like cats and dogs all the time but pedri is lowkey in love with her and sneakily keeps dropping hints but the reader is too oblivious to notice them, then gavi, sick of their banter tries to get them together by pretending to be interested in the reader and pedri get's furious with gavi cuz he's in love with the reader?

anyway i hope you're doing well, sending you lot's and lot's of lovee 💗💗

she's mine / Pedri González

Summary: Pedri x de Jong!female!reader - Enemies to lovers - Pedri can't help but feel more than hate towards his enemy. And he won't stand for it when it seems her attention is being given to anyone else but himself.

Warnings: censored swearing, reader is SO oblivious haha, I'M SO SORRY FOR THE CHEESY ENDING BUT IT FELT SO RIGHT OKAY, her being Frenkie's sister didn't end up becoming a part of the plot so sorry if you wanted it to be anon

Author's Note: Thanks so much for the request, and I hope you're doing well also. :)

Requested?: yup!

A gust of warm wind blows your hair in your face as you enter the Barcelona training pitch. You tuck it behind your ear as your eyes scan the green field, searching for someone.

You tell yourself you're looking for your brother, Frenkie, but your eyes only stop searching when they fall on Pedri. He's sitting on one of the coolers, talking with Robert Lewandowski and Sergi Roberto. You smirk and saunter over, slipping down to sit on the cooler next to him. "Hey. Why aren't you out there playing, Pedri?" you say with a condescending smile.

His head snaps over to look at you, and his jaw visibly clenches as he demands, "Where did you come from? You weren't there a second a-"

"Maybe you just weren't paying attention, idiot. I didn't know you were that unaware of your surroundings..."

"Would you stop?" he snarls, gently shoving you. "Why are you always here, anyway? Do you think you have rights to walk right on in just because you're Frenkie's sister?"

You shrug cockily. "Pretty much. Everyone loves me, including Xavi. You're the only idiot that doesn't."

At this, Sergi (mysteriously) gets up and says, "I'll leave you two to fight this one out."

Robert nods and follows close behind, calling over his shoulder, "Don't be too aggressive with each other now!" You hear a snicker in the more experienced player's voice, which only fuels you more to bug Pedri.

"You aren't being too aggressive," you turn back to Pedri. "What kind of weak shove was that, anyway?"

"I just didn't shove you any harder because you're delicate and weak." He glanced up, meeting your eyes as he added, "Shame you've got no boyfriend to take care of your damsel self."

"Oh, for f***'s sake! Shut up- you know you're pulling crap out of thin air now!"

"That's what you do every single argument we have," Pedri comments with an eye roll. He bends down to tie his shoe, but then looks up, meeting your eyes again in that annoying way, and says, "Wait, you have a boyfriend?!"

"Don't say it like that!" you snap. "I don't, but I don't need one. I'm just fine without a stupid man to boss me around!"

He snorts and comments softly as he stands up, "I wouldn't say I'm stupid, and I certainly wouldn't boss you around..."

"Huph! Yeah, right!" you snap, the intention of his statements blowing straight over your head. "I bet you'd be the worst of them all! My God, no woman deserves an ass like you! Sure hope you never get a girlfriend- any would be too good for you."

"So sharp with your comebacks!" Pedri looks back. "But you use the same ones every time. You're so predictab-"

"Hey, Pedri."

Both of you look up to see Gavi sauntering over to the two of you. He pulls a water bottle from the cooler Pedri just stood up from and tells him, "Quit all the chit-chatting, for God's sake. Break time is done for you, Pedri."

"Yeah!" you grin, calling after him as he sulks away, "Lazy!"

Some days later, you walk down the hallway of the training centre. You're waiting for Frenkie, since you're going with him to visit with him and Mikky and some friends after training, when suddenly your nerves are hit simply by a familiar voice calling behind you, "Hey, Y/n..."

You swivel around to meet the obnoxious brown eyes of none other than Pedri. Your jaw clenches, but you're always ready to pick a fight with him- especially if he's up for it.

There's a flash of emotion in his eyes, and all the sudden he goes from walking toward you to being right in front of you. Your back hits the wall it's facing, and you gasp as the scent of his cologne fills your nose. You open your eyes slowly to see only Pedri's eyes. You exhale slowly. He's got you here, with his hands leaning on the wall behind you. You can't read him- you can't tell if he's about to slap you in the face or playfully tease you. All you know is that your nose is about six centimeters from the face of your rival, whom you've hated on a countless number of times.

"What the hell?" you snap. "What's your problem?"

"You know what you did!" he snaps right back, his eyes flashing again.

"What did I do?" you ask innocently as you replay all the rude comments about him and obnoxious tricks played on him.

"You know!" he says, jabbing his elbow into your shoulder- not enough to hurt, so you don't bother with him. He's a coward. He never really hurts you.

You smirk, eyebrows raised, and say, "Was it the chewing gum in your football boot or the 'Kick Me' sign on you last away game?"

"It was the gum-! Wait, 'Kick Me' sign?!"

At this, you break into hysterical laughing at his frightened face. You laugh and laugh, until you finally get out, "You take yourself so seriously, and that's why I know stupid pranks like this really will work in getting under your skin!"

"Tell about the 'Kick Me' sign!" He actually looks quite nervous.

"I managed to give you a 'friendly' pat on the back before you walked the red carpet to the hotel. All the away fans saw. I guess after getting a high-five from their hero, Pedri, they saw he would've rather been kicked in the ass!"

"Wait, it was on my ass?" His eyes widen, and you laugh more, practically wheezing now as Mr. Tough Man is getting dethroned- again. By you, as always.

"No! Lower back, idiot. I guess someone must have taken if off of you before you noticed, and didn't tell you because your pride is so delicate..."

"...Is not!" Pedri snapped, shoving you softly again. "Anyway, the f***ing gum on my expens-"

But you interrupt, showing you really couldn't care less. "Why don't you shove me harder, huh? Weak."

His face twists. "If I did, you might fall over. Clumsy."

"Oh, yeah? Am I? Am I clumsy, or are you just too scared to hurt a woman? Well, I'm not too scared to hurt a man, and I'm also not slamming men into walls to assert my dominance!"

Pedri gapes a little, which feeds your mean-spirited ways.

You grin, and suddenly shove him away. He stumbles back, and reaches back to steady himself on the opposite wall of the hallway.

"Alright, I've f***ing had it with you!" he barks, reaching for you. But you grab his wrist, twisting it. He, with his other hand, clutches the collar of your shirt, and you raise your fist, about to hurl it at his-

Suddenly, another hand grips your wrist, mid air.

Both your's and Pedri's heads flip to the new presence and rest your eyes on the younger Gavi.

Pedri's hand slips off your collar in unison with your hand slipping off his wrist.

Gavi sighs and walks past, in the middle of the two of you, calling behind, "You two, always fighting like cats and dogs! Won't you ever leave each other be? It's starting to get out of hand, with you two wrestling in the halls, and all."

You watch awkwardly as Gavi walks away, both feeling called out at how foolish you were acting.

You sit next to Gavi, swiveling back and forth on a bar stool, in a club. You sip your drink, looking down, because of the slight headache you're starting to obtain from the flashing lights around you, when suddenly someone sits on the other side of you. You look up, seeing that it's none other than Pedri. Again. Now you sit between Gavi and Pedri, and ask obnoxiously to Pedri, "Why are you here?"

He smirks, his eyes glimmering in the flashing lights. "I was here all along. But I could be asking you the same thing, baby."

You snort as Gavi looks over with unimpressed raised eyebrows at Pedri.. "Baby? Your insults are getting worse and worse every day," you remark back snidely, taking the name in a completely different way than most people- including Gavi- probably would.

Who knows how Pedri meant it?

Pedri falters for just a moment, and a strange look of slight confusion and maybe... disappointment?... flashes across his face, before he blinks away the dazed look and replaces it with that stupid smirk again. "You're a stupid baby because I don't think you can handle..." He gently takes your glass from your hand, and it's so sudden, you just watch him do it. "...that."

You glare. "What the hell, Pedri?" you snap. "I'm not anywhere near drunk! Give that back!"

He lifts the quarter full glass above his head, but leans his face close to yours and mutters, just loud enough for you to hear over the blasting party music, "Make me."

You glare more fiercely and snarl, "You know full well I'm capable of beating your ass! Now give me the glass!"

His grin just grows wider, and it annoys you that, for whatever twisted reasons, he's genuinely having fun. Enjoying himself. When you tease him or play pranks on him, you guess you have some fun, but it's mostly just about going out of your way to make his life harder because he's annoying. But he's genuinely having fun right now. Anyone could see that much.

The nerve!

You grab at Pedri, trying to wrestle the drink down, but fail, and just end up stumbling into him. He laughs and very gently elbows you, saying, "Be careful, baby. You've got no prince to catch you if you fall..."

"I don't even get your jokes anymore!" You say in frustrated annoyance. You grit your teeth and double back, ready to ram yourself to his stomach, but suddenly stop yourself when two hands grip your shoulders, and a body slips in between your's and Pedri's. "Gavi!" you say in exasperation. "Stop doing that!"

"You guys stop doing this! These arguments are getting out of hand, for God's sake!"

Pedri sighs, setting your glass down, but says, "It's really none of your business, Gav-"

"It is when you constantly do this with me and every-f***ing-one else around! It becomes our business!" He sighs witha little grunt, sitting back down. You swipe your drink off the table and sit back down next to Gavi, saying, "I'm sorry, Gavi... You see, Pedri's just so stupid..."

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Gavi rolls his eyes.

And little to either Pedri or you know, but the gears in Gavi's brain start spinning.

You sit on the bleachers, typing something up, enjoying the sunshine, when you hear footsteps. You sigh, knowing it will be Pedri approaching, but refuse to look up.

So you're surprised when Gavi says, "Hey, Y/n."

You look up and watch as Gavi sits close next to you, putting his arm around your shoulders. You don't think much of this, and don't mind that Gavi sits with you for a while, just chatting about whatever. He speaks softly, making the conversation personal. You respond in your regular tones, because why would you do anything different?

For weeks after this incident, Gavi keeps doing things like this, and, strangely, you've realized Pedri's been bothering you less. And you've been bothering him less.

But he keeps sending you the most venomous glances, it's almost worse than his occasional antagonizing.

Gavi's been getting kind of touchy with you, and you're not sure why, but you assume it's just because... you don't know. But you figure there must be a good, normal reason for it.

So you don't mind it. You enjoy your talks.

Today, you sit on the grass next to Gavi. You can't tell if it's just in your head, but you keep catching Pedri's eyes. And he doesn't look happy.

Well, Gavi's sitting quite close to you, so your shoulders are bumping, and has an arm around you, gently touching your lower back. You watch as Pedri starts walking towards you, and automatically a soft sigh escapes your lips.

Right then, Gavi gently slips his hand onto your thigh.

Automatically, your muscles clench, but you don't even look at Gavi.

Because you're watching Pedri.

He looks livid.

You swallow, and glance to Gavi, but as soon as you do, Pedri reaches him, knocks his hand off your thigh, doesn't even glance to you, and says directly to Gavi, "Come with me."

His tone is hard and cold.

Gavi stands up a little too casually (which seems to just feed Pedri's anger even more) and follows Pedri without a fight.

You stare, watching them go, in kind of a shock.

Once they're gone, you give it a minute or so, before standing up and immediately following. Snooping and eavesdropping are not below you. Can't hurt a girl for being curious, right? Besides, you've become pretty good at not getting caught.

You slowly walk down the stairs into the building, light on your feet, and peek behind every corner, listen through every door.

Finally you freeze when you hear voices, coming from behind a closed door. You lean against the wall slowly, intently listening, and grin softly when you can make out the sentences, before your face becomes serious again.

Gavi is saying, "...you've been the nicest person to her anyway!"

Pedri growls (which makes you swallow nervously), "But it's like you're taking her... She doesn't even like you... I saw the look on her face... Get your hands off of her, anyway... She's mine."

Your eyes furrow in confusion. Clearly he's talking about you, but what does this all mean...? Whatever it does, it certainly makes you feel a little angry, along with the utter uncertainty.

"Yeah? Why haven't you gone for it, then? Shoot your shot? You've just been being rude to her to get her attention without even showing how you really feel- I went about it in the-"

"She doesn't like you!"

"Yeah? Prove it?" Gavi says, just as fiery as Pedri himself, but it sounds a little different. You can't place your finger on what's different about Gavi's tone, though, from Pedri's...

There's a few seconds of silence, before a huff and a smaller comment from Pedri: "But I bet I like her more than you."

"Then prove it. I don't believe you."

"How the hell-"

"Whoever pulls her first."

You stare ahead, eyebrows knitted together.

And suddenly it clicks in your brain that was so opposed to believing anything even close to that, and it all makes sense.

All the stupid comments from him.

This conversation itself.

His dumb nicknames.

Has Pedri really... felt that way... all along?

Then why has he been acting like that?

There's silence between the boys, too, as you consider these things.

And, suddenly, you hear the doorknob turn, and your stomach drops to your knees. You try to swallow down a lump in your throat, looking for anywhere you can go to hide so that they don't see y-

"Y/n-!" Pedri stares at you, frozen.

Oh God. What... What is he going to do? Pick a fight, walk away? Lash out on me or Gavi? Pretend nothing happened?

He whispers, "You heard all that..."

You don't respond. And you're not sure if you could, even if you tried to, anyway.

But he does the most unlikely thing. The thing you weren't ever expecting.

Maybe someone else would. Maybe your brain just doesn't work that way.

But suddenly he pulls you to him, in a half-hug kind of thing, his muscles soft, and whispers, "I'm sorry, but... Maybe this will convince you to give me a shot..."

Suddenly, before you can react, he pulls you into a steamy kiss. You gasp, shocked, and although you don't want it to be happening, you don't want it to stop. You stare ahead, but slowly find the strength to close your eyes.

He pulls away and mutters, "Anyway, let me explain now..."

But suddenly Gavi walks by, casually, a smug look on his face, and he says, "I would have done it differently, but with someone like Y/n, you never know, Pedri... I mean it's funny you two are so immature about the way you're going about this, when I'm younger than both of you."

"You-"

Gavi glances back and interrupts, "Oh, and by the way, it was all a show. I'm not really into Y/n, and I know she's not really into me. It was just to make you jealous. You know, so maybe you'd finally admit your damn feelings and quit bothering her so much. Looks like you still haven't done it though. I've leave you two to that."

Pedri starts gaping as Gavi saunters away, and you stand just as shocked, but for more things than what Pedri's shocked about.

"For God's sake, Gavi," Pedri mutters under his breath, turning back to you. "Well, anyway," he breathes. "I've got a lot to explain... And say sorry for."

"Why were you..." you trail off.

He snorts. "I thought you'd be into that. I thought you'd like that sort of attention."

"I might've..." you chuckle nervously. "If I understood what you were doing in the moment..."

All the sudden, those glimmering brown eyes look deeper than they did before. More complex. Interesting. Beautiful.

Captivating.

Perhaps even... enchanting?

You swallow, and find yourself gripping to his shoulders tighter- which you didn't even know you were holding onto until now.

Now he mutters, but it doesn't seem mean.

You would say it was sexy, if that didn't mean you'd be calling him sexy.

"I've got a lot of work before I can call you mine..." he swallows. Usually a comment like this would disgust you.

But the way he just kissed you makes you not dread, but anticipate (just very, very, very slightly) eagerly all that work he needs to do in order to call you his.

Well, in other words, that set off butterflies in your stomach you didn't even know existed.

And now he whispers, "Sorry if it's too soon, but... Can I kiss you again?"

You grin stupidly and remark, "Only if you're not a coward."

He leans in, and his lips meet yours once again.

[lemotmo]

I cropped the question for you on this one. But ugh the answer 💗

Q. What other canon plots do you hate, if you don't mind sharing? Also you've mentioned people who haven't watched the series in its entirety not really having valid opinions. You don't really think that do you? Their opinion on the current show should be just as valid. An opinion is an opinion. Everyone is allowed to view things differently.

A. Hi anon. It's a show that has run for 7 seasons, there's been several plots I haven't loved. In terms of plots I hate though, the easy go to one is the sperm donor plot (which I'm guessing you haven't seen). It had the potential to be interesting, but they just ended up doing nothing with it. And picking Buck specifically to be the donor definitely needed context the show just didn't bother providing. Buck is way too emotionally wired to father a child and then just never care to see or hear about that child again. I also absolutely hated the couple he donated to. I hated them. I thought the whole fight club thing with Eddie was not great. Technically with the way Eddie is wired it did make sense for him to a point, and again had potential, but again, it just kind of stopped with no real resolution or point in the end. Buck's lawsuit is a widely hated storyline by many, but I kind of understood what they were going for, only because Buck can be singularly sighted at times. But I still tend to skip over it in my rewatches. I don't care for the parental redemption arcs because sometimes parents just suck, and their adult children have the right to live their lives telling people their parents sucked. Buck and Eddie's parents sucked. They sucked in different ways, but they both definitely sucked. Lastly as far as hated plots go, the entire back half of season 7(episodes 7-10) belongs in a fire pit of hell never to be seen again. I won't watch any of it ever again. I rebuke it entirely. It was abysmal.

Now, I know this is not going to be the answer you were hoping for, but anyone whose knowledge of the show consists solely of 7 episodes from one season absolutely does not have a valid opinion of the characters or the show. We would be here days if I did this character by character so for the sake of time I'm going to relegate this answer to Buck, you know the half of your ship you all care the least about, but the half the audience and the show cares the most about. You never met and don't understand the reference Buck 1.0, or Buck 2.0 for that matter. You don't know clipboard Buck, or that it's canon that Eddie is the only human alive who finds that Buck endearing. You don't know who Daniel is, or how he ties into Buck's complete lack of self worth. You don't know who Carla is or how Buck met her or who she now is to Eddie and Christopher. You don't know why Buck doesn't associate with the name Evan, and why it's actually gross that Tommy refuses to call him Buck. You don't know why Buck had to wear a protective sleeve on his leg during the pickup basketball game. You don't know the significance of 3 minutes and 17 seconds. You don't know that Buck basically spent the better part of three years without a couch. You don't know that during the tsunami while trying to protect whatever was left of Christopher's innocence he started a game of I spy so Christopher would look up instead of down at the water and the bodies floating by. You don't know who taught Buck how to cook. You don't know he tended bar and worked on a ranch at one point before going to the fire academy. You don't know that Bobby fired him. This is nowhere near everything but I'm guessing you get the point. If you don't want to watch the entire series don't. No one is going to force you. But we all know the reason you won't watch it is because learning who Buck truly is would no longer allow you the ability to mold him entirely out of your Tommy headcanons. He's not a damsel in distress. He's not weak or incapable of speaking for himself or saving himself. He doesn't need Tommy to survive day to day. You don't want his canon history, fine, but it absolutely makes your opinion of him worthless.

Phew, well I feel like this is kind of a great conclusion to the posts I have been answering all night about hated plots and why some people can't seem to accept that BT isn't endgame.

It's because of this! Once again, thank you anon OP for your almost devastating eloquence. I wish I had even half of your writing talent.

Thank you once again Nonny for dropping this in my askbox.

Remember, no hate in comments or reblogs. Let's keep it civil and respectful. Thank you.

If you are interested in more of the anonymous OP’s posts, you can find all of their posts so far under the tag: anonymous blog I love.

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

okay i am back with thoughts, my love ✨

okay okay, hear me out with no judgement pls i am a freak.

i'm such a SUCKER for a good 'damsel in distress' plot. i don't mean utterly helpless female character…no no no…simply super duper strong and protective male character…

like FUCK…guard dog vibes!

and yk who gives those vibes?! say it with me….Tangerine and Logan! HDJSNFFBGHFHHTT screaming crying throwing up i need them to punch someone for me.

it would turn me on heal me so badlyy.

like wdym you started a bar fight for me bc some guy said something mean about me, Logan? wdym you threatened to kill someone who looked at me wrong, Tan?!

yes pleaseeee😍

…am i the only one seeing the vision? or has this been discussed and i just wasn't aware? i just love an overprotective boyfriend vibe! but protective and NOT possessive. like let me be myself but protect me from anyone who tries to harm me…don't be a controlling dick 😔

(i fear they would both (tangerine and logan) also have a hint of possessiveness but i choose to ignore that)

okay, love you darling! i hope you had a good nights rest 💗

YEAAAAAA FOR THOUGHTS BC I LOVE EM

this is forever a no judgement zone

YUUUP YUP ME TOO!!!! like shes just an ordinary average kinda girl but he’s so excessively ‘the protector’ that it makes her seem like the damsel but she doesn’t act like the damsel. that makes sense right ?? like when talking about size kink describing how big he is and not how small she is

tan and logan are such guard dogs ITS MAKING WE WEAK IN THE PUSS. okay this might sound completely unhinged but you know those cringe (sorry) families that act like wolves and stand behind the alpha😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I picture our boys like that. but they’re behind and they’re like the readers protective shadow

and they assess everything, always looking around to make sure you’re safe in public, stand in front of you when using your phone, holding your drink when you go to the toilet, walks on the outside of the pavement FUCK I GOTTTA STOP BC I WILL IMPLODE

big fat yes to the being protective and not possessive!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they have a teeny tiny small cute little streak of possessiveness but they’re sweeties so it makes it okay LMAO

anything to do with body guards or guard dogs or protector & protected makes me actually throb. something about it goddamn😋

love you and I did, hope you did too (even though this is a bunch of hours later😭😭😭)

[callsign-rogueone]

Hey honey! Hope you’re feeling better today 💗💗 I’m adoring the directors cuts. We know you put so much thought and planning into your stories, and it’s so fun to get a glimpse of where your head was at when you were writing!

Can you give us some commentary on Dain and Love? She seems to be becoming a fan fave, and we the people need to know more about them!

Love you!

-fw-gt

this is so late but here it is!! I’m gonna kinda do a general overview for this one!! no quotes, just broad thoughts because I’ve been itching to unpack all my thoughts about Dain for months. here’s a few of them for now — there will be much more Dainposting from me in the future, that’s guaranteed.

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again — Dain wants a princess* that he can be the knight in shining armor for, and Violet isn’t that, so that’s (one of the reasons) why they didn’t work.

*Not a literal princess, but he wants a girl that’s going to let him protect her, let him play that masculine role and make the decisions, because he’s maybe a little bit insecure in that regard and also maybe a little old-fashioned, being from a military family with traditional values.

Love is kinda that girl, but she’s also very much not that girl. You said this perfectly in the discord the other day: Love is a good balance of what Dain wants, and what Dain needs.

She’s a lot of things that he wants — she’s beautiful and razor-sharp-smart, and kind and caring and so many amazing things (because she’s you all!). She wants to be cared for and doted on, (total daddy’s girl, first of all) and she knows her worth / what she deserves — besides her parents, Brennan and Duchess are her role-model example of how a relationship should be. so she’s got Standards.

However, comma, she’s still very much her own person, and that clashes with his personality quite a bit. She alters her uniforms to look more flattering and wears impractical shoes. She’s not afraid to laugh during formation or other serious situations. She memorizes her textbooks instead of studying them, and half the time she sleeps during optional training sessions. She’s a wild-child, playful and always down for a shenanigan. They’re going to have several more arguments about her putting herself in danger — she agreed to cut out the jumping-off-her-dragon stunt, but she’s not going to roll over for him every time just because he says so.

She’s not a damsel in distress, either. She can defend herself (guess who taught her to fight 👀) and she’s smart in tactical situations, as her dad was one of Fen’s tacticians, but she’s a bit of a wild-child, impulsive and ruled by her emotions, rather than the codex — though she does have the codex memorized. so she gets to play lawyer on behalf of the marked kids and finds ways to keep her shenanigans within the lines. the professors are sick of her shit, but also very impressed.

Dain is included in that category — alternating between awe and irritation. but he needs to be challenged, to be softened a little and learn to relax for once. he doesn’t go with the flow at all. ever. he’ll learn, though. he has to, if he wants this to work — which he does, but he’s still conflicted.

he’s got the pressure and disapproval from dear old dad, and the propoganda he’s been taught about her fam being traitors… and then there’s her absolutely terrifying older brother, who is the son of the “lead traitor” and absolutely despises him… but she’s so pretty and so nice to him, even though she shouldn’t be. and he feels bad for her, knowing what she’s been through. she’s slowly changing his perspective, and that’s uncomfortable at first. there’s gonna be turbulence.

and… SPOILERS FOR THEIR STORY BELOW, but most people know this already, and I’ve already said it multiple times;

they’re having a kid in Onyx Storm.

Dain and Love started as a one-shot request, part of the family, (which will eventually be re-written to change some things!!) but the more I thought about it, the more I was like… hmm. this could work, actually. fuck it, why not?

the idea of Dain, the self-proclaimed “responsible one”, becoming a young dad (22-23) is definitely unexpected — giving him a little reality check, and breaking the “graduation -> marry a nice girl from a good family -> have 2.5 kids -> get promoted as high as you can, in that order” model that he’s undoubtedly been taught to follow.

He has some shit to unpack regarding his upbringing and his relationship with his dad, and his mom not being in his life (headcanon of mine). and while Love is gonna help with that, as well as some of his other issues, it’s really going to be their baby girl that speeds things up and gets all this done and dusted.

but also, him having to unpack all the shit his father did, unlearn it, and then learn how to…

be a parent without his own parents there to help him, nor hers

raise a kid that won’t turn to hate you and help lead a revolution against you

make them feel safe and loved and meet their emotional needs, not just physical needs…

deal with the idea of Love being in danger now that there’s a baby in the mix

and some other things I won’t spoil hehe

so yeah. he’s got some stuff to figure out. I’m forcing him to have the character development he deserves in canon 😌 and these three are gonna love each other so much and be such a cute lil family, happily ever after, so help me god.

thank u for the excuse to ramble about them. ily 💗

[sirensea14]

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Julieta au (prompts on tumblr)

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In sound mind :333

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[theveniceangel]

Meet the marvelous mistress, the dazzling damsel, the stellar beauty, Lady Pirouette!

Yes, I made another Poppy Playtime OC (I love the game too much!), this time however, it's a villain, Lady Pirouette used to be a music/dance teacher for the school (Let's just say her and Miss Delight were pretty dang close), and she also acted as an acrobat for Luna Park.

She was a kind soul, an amazing dancer, and was a very lovely woman who brought happiness to the children and the other bigger bodies in Playcare (Especially Miss Delight).

After The Hour Of Joy, she went completely nuts due to The Prototype's influence, as well as the trauma of everything that happened, since then, she's become a complete psychopath and has lost all sense of morality, making her one of the most dangerous enemies to roam the halls of the factory.

To give you a sense of just how crazy she is...think Nifty from Hazbin Hotel (No I don't watch that), mixed with Susie Angel from Bendy And The Ink Machine, THAT'S how crazy she is.

I hope you like her, let me know your thoughts on her in the comments, and I love you my Venice Angels. 💗

Credit to SleepyGrim on DeviantArt for the base.

@bumblehoneybee @citruslullabies @queenofwerewolves

[picturesdarkpurple-69]

C - Costumes (What's a roleplay they'd be willing to do?)

U - Underwear (What underwear/lingerie would they wear? [Pic Included])

N - No (What are some hard limits they have?)

R - Restraints (How restrained are they willing to be?)

X - X-Ray (How big is their dick/tits?)

For Feliks? 🩷💗💕🩷💗💕🇵🇱

Of course love 😘

C - Costumes (What's a roleplay they'd be willing to do?)

Any roleplay where he's a damsel in distress is his favorite; something like a captured prince about to be ravaged by some evildoer (pirate, cruel king, etc.). Sometimes, a more rare roleplay fantasy for him is that he's a naive farm boy about to lose his virginity.

U - Underwear (What underwear/lingerie would they wear? [Pic Included])

Pink is Feliks' signature color and ofc he'd wear it when wanting to feel sexy. He likes his underwear to be thin, teasing, and enjoys lacier designs most. Something like these:

N - No (What are some hard limits they have?)

1. Degrading feminization: Feliks is fine with being lightly feminized by his partner but hates it when it's done to put him down and erase his masculinity.

2. Impact play with anything except a hand: He can handle slaps and spankings but is turned off to the idea of using objects that have the possibility of breaking his skin.

R - Restraints (How restrained are they willing to be?)

Feliks likes to be physically pinned down by his partner mostly and is down to use softer restraints like silk or satin. No ropes, chains, handcuffs, or anything that has the threat of cutting off blood flow.

X - X-Ray (How big is their dick/tits?)

Dick when hard: About 4.88in/12.4cm

[grungeeuvu]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗

Very briefly, I got two anons giving me this too so here's to you guys!! Lol

1) Another One Bites The Dust (Come Lie With My Bones)

Haikyuu, KyouHaba, alternative universe - magic, slowburn

2) Theseus Never Falls

DSMP, Tommy-centric, vigilante au, multipov

3) Godhunt

Haikyuu, KogaGoshi, forced proximity, alternate universe - magic

4) The Case of The Vanishing Potions and The Consistent Hexes

DSMP, Bench Trio-centric, Hogwarts First Year au

5) Not Your Typical 'Damsel In Distress' Story

Haikyuu, SakuAtsu, alternate universe - royalty, Shrek inspired

Honourable mention goes to my dsmp vampire au and my kyouhaba oneshot!!

[tarotenchantress]

Hey, I absolutely love your posts. I appreciate the amount of time that you take to actually make everything specific whilst having it easy to understand; I really do feel like you have this natural ability for writing about astrology 😊

I hope you’ll be able answer my question; I really do feel the struggle of having a Cancer Moon (8h)…was just wondering what I should know about this placement?

I thank you so much for taking the time to read my message; beyond grateful 🩶

Hello astronote♡ im so sorry for reply so late🙏🤍 thankyou so much for such kind words thankyou so muchh🙏💗 it means alot to me💗🙏

By- tarotenchatress🧚🏻‍♀️

For @astronotecollectingxo

Here are the struggles of having cancer moon in 8th house according to me:-

Moon is an emotional planet. Cancer in moon makes you a motherly and emoathetic person whilst 8th house is a house of secrets, taboo, death, power and sex or sexual acts

This placement may mean that your mother could have been a bit controlling, you could an intense [not necessarily bad] relstion with your mother. You could depend on her for validation and not to make it dark but it may indicate at times that you were abused by a female figure[most case mother] or may view her as someone who could have been obsessive and emotionally extremely manipulative. 8th house is also a house of resources. Now this may manifest in 2 ways. One could be that your mother or maternal side could have been rich or your mother was dependant for resources or could be dependant on you for resources. Your mother could have been of secretive nature. The abuse part could have mostly been emotional. Like you may feel as if she may gaslight you or manipulate you at times.

Cancer moon in 8th house also indicates a very deep desire for emotional closeness during sex. You may feel uncomfortable having sexual encounters with people who are not emotionally arousing you. As all of this is water energy. You may be someone who could feel drawn towards alot of "wetness"???? Idk why i feel that way and it may not even make sense but yes. There could be this deep daddy issue too. Wanting to be babied or a mommy energy of mothering someone. This placement tbh indicates both. You may look towards older men for their emotional stability or material stability and hoe they make you feel like a baby and take care of you in all ways or you may attract younger men or feel the need to nurture anyone who needs it. Cancer is as it is governed by moon which makes it at home but 8th house makes you a secretive person who has kearnt alot from mother. You too, may struggle with emotional intensity. It may feel like a roller coaster. Moody at core and stubborn too. If you feel sad then you will feel sad. You may also hate being told how you feel and may purposely stay stuck on an emotion to show rebellion. Anger issues which are suppressed are also seen in this placement. Passive aggressive and may become physicallt aggressive too. Crying, screaming cussing, considering about auring someone's business, betraying, sneaky behaviour can be considered too. You may also pinch alot when in a physical altercation. Again idk why i said that but i did. May manipulate the story too. Tendency to victimise yourself and feel pity for your self. Also a damsel in distress approach. Women may be sneaky with you or you may be. Feminine figures may betray you or try to push you away. Another issue with this placement is that if you dont work on your emotions which is deep and alot of work, you may attract people who are extemely manipulative and use your emotions for their benefit. Selfish people who may abuse you emotionally. They may be extremely shitty at taking accountability and may gaslight or abuse your memory. This is a very intuitive placement but also one which may make you full of suspicions, paranoia and doubt. Work on your overthinking else it may affect your ability to percieve messages and your intuition. You may be grudgy as well but not in terms of how they acted or what they said but about how they made you FEEL. You may be very imaginative too and may imagine alot about sex as well and prefer to stay in tour imaginative world. Your boobs could be an arousal point for you or people may admire your boobs or become obsessed or sexualise your boobs alot. Women nay also be asource of power for you. Deep rooted interest in occult can also be seen here and you may also earn your resources from women. Also a deep love for sweets or having a sweet tooth

Youre very powerful and capable of alot. Do not let others mess with you love.💗

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Slimav & Slice omegaverse! AU.

Some bits and pieces about beta! Ice/omega! Sli with a bit of alpha! Mav. Hurt/no comfort. For now, at least.

Inspired by 冷たい頬 (Tsumetai hoho; Your Cold Cheek) by SPITZ.

@aki-draws-things Another omegaverse work! Thought you might enjoy it 💗

So…SPITZ. They are a Japanese band. They are so good at making both warm fuzzy tingly lovey-dovey stuff and angsty, potentially dark lyrics. 冷たい頬 in particular, is all about unrequited love that slowly infests the protagonist’s soul and sanity before they represses their feelings so that they won’t hurt their crush/lover/obsession. Let me share some of the lyrics and explore the unrequited love of Mr. Iceman (I’m so sorry Ice I love you. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH LIKE AHHHHHHHHH BUT HES SO SO FUN TO HURT!!!!!!!!!!! sorry) shall we?

Translations are made by me so please forgive any mistakes or my lack of poetic knowledge. I wrote a poem in English like once when I dated an American girl and she was like that’s not how rhiming works and I just. let that slide and never touched poetry ever agai

ふざけすぎて恋が幻でも

構わないといつしか思っていた

壊れながらきみを追いかけてく

近づいても遠くても知っていた

それが全てでなにもないこと

時のシャワーの中で

My love may be a mirage, a false fantasy

But I guessed it was alright, fooled around too much

I run, run, after you, getting broken as I go

Even when I get closer, or even when you’re so far away,

I just know it’s everything, it’s just for nothing,

In this stream of time.

Not gonna lie, feels Slice to me! Maybe hurt no comfort! Again because I’m terrible!!

This is Ice’s perspective, crushing and obsessing hard over his RIO—who’s ultimately unavailable for him to claim, mark him as his and protect and shield him forever. That’s not what a beta is supposed to do—even if he loves Ronnie so much and he can’t think of anyone doing a better job than him, having witnessed the abuse his Ronnie had to endure. He’s fought tooth and nail to protect him, not just once. He would definitely shield him in social occasions at TOPGUN which inevitably include alphas. And he definitely doesn’t approve Mav getting closer to Slider—even though he notices how Slider has changed, for the better, perhaps. After Mav started actively learning about omegas and becoming an ally. After Slider allowed him to be closer than most alphas.

“Leave him be,” Mav tells him at some point—to him, he’s just straight up violating his autonomy sometimes; he’s just too protective for his own good, assuming that everyone is against Sli—which, in his opinion, doesn’t make sense.

Maverick likes Slider. He likes how intriguing he actually is, underneath all those cocky facade. They’ve come to spend time together more often lately (I’m kind of struggling to create a proper background as to realize Slimav in this AU—maybe Mav becomes interested in learning about omegas after he’s encountered Sli experiencing a bad heat? Or maybe they can get close before he learns about Sli’s secret identity. Which do you prefer? Do you have any ideas because I’m running out!). He admires how precise and strong he is up in the air, and he adores he’s as idiotic and goofy as he is on the ground, laughing their asses off together.

“Don’t assume he’s some powerless damsel in distress if you love him so much, man. Why can’t you just believe in him? Do you want to fucking cage him until he wilts away? Why? Why do you want to fucking take it all away from him?”

And Ice just, snaps.

No, he doesn’t understand. Alphas never understand. Alphas are the takers, they take and take and take until nothing is left in the omegas—their autonomy, their dignity, their souls, everything. At least where he and Sli grew up. At least what he was exposed to and what Sli had to endure has proven him correct. He must protect him, even though he can’t quite understand from what, or from whom, anymore.

Love—maybe it’s love. Long-repressed yet it’s still there. Betas can’t have omegas. The stigma of association is still strong, and in fact, their incompatible biologies are painful for both sides; betas can’t end their omegas’ rut, and if they are to have pups one day—the chances of having biological ones are slim. Their bodies are incompatible. He hates it not because Ronnie’s incompatible, no, NEVER, whatever people have said, but because he is incompatible. Or maybe the fact Maverick is compatible—an alpha he can’t trust, an alpha who is too dangerous for his own good, an alpha who could break Ronnie.

Ice doesn’t just snap his teeth at him, or hit him with some witty yet on-point comebacks—he actually fights Mav, grabbing and punching him. So hard and sudden that Mav collides onto the surface of the locker, banging his head with a loud sound as his short body hit the ground.

Love. Maybe it’s love. But Ice calls it an obsession. Futile, yet still so harmful—judging by the way Maverick groans on the floor, his hand covering his nose, blood slowly dripping through his fingers. Rage. Ice expected rage flaring up in his eyes, ready to kill, ready to take. But confusion and fear are all he can see. It was then he realized Mav was defenseless, unarmed, not trying to put up a physical fight, not to mention their obvious height differences.

Oh, God.

Ice takes a step back and slams into the wall, barely being able to stand. His body suddenly feels limp as his blood runs cold.

And the hurt doesn’t just end here;

さようなら僕のかわいいシロツメクサと

手帖の隅で眠りつづけるストーリー

風に吹かれた君の冷たい頬に

ふれてみた　小さな午後

“Goodbye, my sweet clover”

The story rests in the corner of my diary

On your cheek, cold in the wind,

My touch lingers, in this little afternoon.

This is the closing line of the song which never fails to make me cry. Oh God the repression. And the subtle gesture of affection. The blurry line between platonic and romantic is just so on point—touching and caressing someone’s cheek.

Ice knows, without being told by that goddamn alpha who doesn’t understand shit, that there’s no forever for him and Ronnie. No matter how much he loves him. No matter how much he cares. Ronnie has long been Slider, a strong, precise pilot that he used to dream of as a child. Maybe his existence itself is a burden for Slider, Ice wonders as he feels his breath gets shallow. Someone who knows his secret identity, someone who knows exactly what he’s been through—someone who’s dangerous. Maybe he’s making excuses. Maybe it’s just an intricate play to tie him down. Maybe—maybe it’s just him trying to prey on him while pretending to protect him.

Ice almost chokes at the thought of him forcing himself on Ronnie, pinning him down as he tries to flee, or be too stunned to even do anything, taking advantage of him. But who knows? He showed himself capable of hurting someone, knocking them down and make them bleed, just like his father used to do to him and his mother, who was an omega.

Or maybe, just maybe, he can be there for Ronnie forever, just not in the form of reciprocated romance. Whenever Ice thinks of the possibility, he remembers their adolescence—a fleeting memory of sitting on the bank of the river in April. He would caress Ronnie’s cheek, cold from the wind, with so many excuses. Just because. He didn’t want him to get cold (“It’s just my cheek, Tommy.” Ronnie would giggle. “You have to warm my neck if you really want.” Although Ice didn’t know how is that possible—without choking him—he wanted to if he allowed him to). There was something on his cheek (breadcrumb was his favorite excuse because his mom usually fed them some sandwiches). And in some unfortunate occasions, he wanted to soothe the pain from being hit by Ronnie’s unstable mother.

Ice doesn’t know if it’s still the same, lying on the carpet of clovers together, laughing as their bodies get tangled up. It was before Ronnie’s first heat happened when he was 15. He was a late-bloomer, his mom told him, and it usually meant he’d have it rough. Cuddling started to hold a different meaning, or so Ice thought. Hoped, even, perhaps. He hoped it was the same while wishing it would be different.

Maverick opens his eyes, finally regaining his composure again. His head still feels like it’s spinning and he can taste the blood on his tongue. Damn, that bastard was strong—he shifts against the locker and feels the ground tilt.

He looks up at Ice, his gaze hazy and wandering from the impact. Maverick expects some sort of hostility, glare, smirk, whatever, or maybe another blow, smashing his skull for good this time. He sits up as if to prepare for the inevitable crash—only to be met with Ice’s empty gaze.

��…What,” Maverick mutters hoarsely. He hates how he sounds confused and defensive, even though he knows he is. “What do you…what do you want?”

Ice’s fingers are firmly pressed against his lips, and the force seems to only increase as the silence grows stronger in the stifling room.

“Ice?”

“Sorry,” He finally speaks as he drops his hand and clenches his other arm strong enough to bruise. “I’ll…I’ll get you some towel, alright?”

Maverick wants to ask what’s happening—or rather, what compelled him to smash his head against the cold metal, only to go radio silent afterward—but Ice has already left the room before he can say anything.

[illyrian-dreamer]

I have almost reached 500 followers and I cannot even start to convey my gratitude!!!

I LOVE YOU GUYS!! THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART!!

Writing for tumblr has been so rewarding. And anytime you like or comment or reblog it makes me UNBELIEVABLY happy. Like kicking my legs and giggling 💗

To celebrate this small (but mighty to me!) milestone, I’m thinking of doing 5 days for 500 – one story each day. But that means I need to get writing like, now.

I am once again reaching out to ask you what you’d like to see!!! Here’s a trope list to make it easy:

1. Accidental kiss

2. Amnesia

3. Angst with a happy ending

4. Bed sharing

5. Back from the dead

6. Chasing/getting caught

6. Comfort care

7. Cuddling

8. Damsel in distress

9. Drunken confessions

10. Enemies to lovers

11. Established relationship

12. Fake dating

13. Fake identity/exposed identity

14. Friends with benefits

15. Hiding from the other

16. Interrogation

17. Jealousy

18. Love triangle

19. Meet cute

20 Mutual pining

21. Pregnancy

22. Secret keeping to protect the other

23. Soulmates - one half already in significant relationship

24. Soulmates - one risks their life for the other

25. Spin the bottle/truth or dare

26. Tending to injuries

27. Trapped together

28. Under spell/trance

29. Unhappy ending

30. Unrequited love/pushing loved one away

31. Wing play 👀

I’ll have a much bigger thank you to post if/when I hit 500, but please know I appreciate each and every one of you 💕 thank you for reading 💗