#he needs so much help and he cannot help himself

[dwaekkicidal]

👾 anon making a comeback!

what about 2min teaching another member who just got a gf how to fuck her properly? like, they have a toy or something for the other member to practice on while 2min demonstrates on reader?

i could imagine the other member thrusting into the toy wrongly and lee know just goes ‘nononono, like this’ and thrusts into reader for the nth time and overstims them.

while one of 2min is fucking reader, the other is trying to make reader stop being so loud and shoves their cock into readers mouth.

and to top it all off, since reader literally cannot stop convulsing theres a bit of collar play and 2min tugs on the collar when they need to and theyre unphased but reader is out here drooling all over themselves

im nasty, what can i say? 👾👾👾

oh my fucking god?? U ARE NASTY BUT THANK U FOR THIS

this is 1k words LMFAO oopsie..

something about them making the other member use a toy instead of their own girlfriend is so.... humiliation kink at its finest

like them saying something along the lines of "if you can't fuck her properly, you can't get her at all" and its not even their girlfriend to make such bold commands?? ugh

i can picture this being hard/mean dom! jeongin's awakening

so lets picture this. virgin!innie who hasnt even seen a vagina until the first time you two got intimate. and even then, the few times you two have been intimate only included mutual masturbation

so i bring you!! closeted mean dom 2min who offers their help to their poor maknae!

he goes to them first, expressing his worries about not performing well enough for his girlfriend- and about how he doesn't want to embarrass himself by not being able to pleasure you properly!

so he gets 2 of his favorite hyungs in his room seated on either side of you. their hands are all over you, from showing jeongin how to finger you properly, and describing to him how to curve his fingers the way you like it.

and how do they know he's performing well enough? well that would be all thanks to the fleshlight they bought him :)

its clear so they can see through it, watching his fingers every move. and he has such long, pretty fingers, so it would be such a shame if they went to waste? "thank god we're teaching him this too, right y/nnie?"

they make you cum twice on their fingers, one time each man so they can give their own two advice and show off their techniques. so can they really blame you for subconciously fighting back when seungmin slides his cock inside of you?

not really... but that wont stop minho from forcing both of your wrists into one of his. it also wont stop seungmin from thrusting even harder into you, quickly getting distracted with your tight cunt and forgetting the whole goal of the situation

he basically uses you as his own personal fleshlight until you both cum, jeongin cumming around the same time. you and jeongin are barely given a break before minho is pouncing with an order for the maknae to "get to it"

minho's a lot bigger and fucks into you faster and harder than seungmin, rolling his hips roughly and teaching jeongin to do the same. he sometimes even compares it to certain dance moves from their choreos and will slow his own thrusts to watch closely and make sure the maknae is moving correctly

once he's sure the boy has learned, minho's so rough with it that your eyes feel permanently rolled to the back of your head, his tip constantly pummeling into your sensitive walls.

it gets to the point where you cant control yourself when your nails start to rake down his arm! >< its just "too much!"

it makes him mad and he slaps your hand away, not wanting marks, only to be made even more upset when you push your hand against his lower stomach with begs for him to give you a break

but he has no plans to stop, not even after you've came yet again. and who are you to give him orders right now??? so he whistles for seungmin to help, and youre absolutely stunned when a piece of leather slides around your neck and gets buckled by the puppy man himself

he tosses the end of the leash to minho and helps him flip you over, manhandling you onto your hands and knees

at this point, jeongins completely zoned out. he's not nearly as overstimulated as you, but as his 2nd orgasm builds and as he's forced to watch some of his closest friends pound his dear girlfriend int his mattress, he feels like he's floating on another planet

so what happens when you're finally let go by seungmin and minho? what do you think happens when they leave your apartment, after teaching jeongin about aftercare, and you're left alone, still sensitive with your oddly quiet boyfriend?

not sleeping. thats for sure :) you're lucky he loves you and doesn't want to push your body too far, yet. so he'll only fuck you to orgasm once, but he's gonna be like a new man reborn, hips fucking into you faster than either of the men did earlier.

they didnt teach him this, but it comes all too naturally when he shoves his fingers into your mouth and pushes down against your tongue

the drool that drips down his wrist is almost enough to make him laugh, but the little semblance of jealousy in his veins tells him to do something more

he uses the spit on his fingers to pinch and massage one of your nipples, all while the other set of fingers are tangles in your hair and holds you flat against him.

he's so deep and your body has been through so much the last few hours that your own orgasm takes you by surprised, your legs shaking aggressively as your body convulses as best as it can with his iron grip on your head

& his mouth is so filthy as he uses you as his fleshlight- telling you that youre a little slut for enjoying the other men using you freely while he was forced to watch. he tells you how hes gonna use every last thing he saw you enjoy against you, from the leash & collar to the way your body was so happy at their rough hands on your- HIS pretty pussy

once hes finished he essentially redoes everything they did earlier for aftercare, adding in his own "spice" by running you a hot shower and kissing every inch of your body as he helps you wash off

he definitely gets hard again, but he'll deal with it himself while you sleep.

maybe if youre lucky, he'll wake you up with that pretty cock all up in your tummy again <3

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[demonic0angel]

Everyone talking shit about Clockwork shoving time missions on the Phantoms. Nobody ever talks about how hard he works to keep space/time from collapsing in on itself from bad timelines.

(You’re right 😔 he needs some appreciation. I had a lot of fun with this one lmao)

Part 3 of this post and this post.

Clockwork resisted the urge to sigh as he watched another world implode via the timeline shifting from the speed force. He silently sent another note to his children workers to solve the problem. As he monitored the situation in other worlds, he kept an eye on the collapsing timeline.

Soon enough, Dan swooped in before the catalyst to beat the crap out of the person who had accidentally created a zombie apocalypse and then he was stomping his feet and throwing a rage-induced tantrum within the poor scientist’s lab, destroying everything. He was shouting and overturning tables, but couldn’t be heard through the time stream.

Clockwork resisted a sigh again. He didn’t like overworking his children employees so much either, but it had to be done.

Just as Dan left the world to rejoin his boyfriend, Clockwork continued to watch the other timelines. Three more worlds suddenly took a turn for the worst and Clockwork sent more messages to the rest of his children workers in order to fix it. He paused as the door to his lair opened and Dan burst inside.

Clockwork tried not to tense. Dan was his most volatile child employee, and he was prone to attacking anything that enraged him. Jazz had once explained that it was his coping mechanism as a decade of grief and loneliness had completely corrupted his impulse control.

Clockwork turned, pretending that he didn’t feel apprehensive about Dan’s presence. “Is there a problem…?”

Dan strode forward with a cool, almost indifferent expression. Without warning, Dan threw himself forward and onto Clockwork’s lap. Clockwork tensed, but Dan only held onto him tightly, wrapping his arms around his waist and then burying his face into his ghostly stomach.

The presence of his child someone near his stomach made him recoil tightly, but he held still.

“Clockworkkkkkk,” Dan whined. “Can’t I kill the Flashes? Please? Just one! I’ll settle for killing Wally West. Can I please kill him?”

Clockwork couldn’t help the chuckle that burst out of him. “No, you cannot. They are vital for that world’s survival.”

“They’re not vital to my sanity!”

The door burst open again and his other three children poured in, also having just finished fixing another world from collapsing. Dani immediately gasped at seeing Dan in his lap. “What! I want Clockwork cuddles too!”

The three of them joined their brother in crowding him and cuddling him, until eventually, he had all four of his children within his embrace. Clockwork released a sigh as he was forced onto his back and rubbed at Danny’s hair, who was lying on his spectral tail. Jazz leaned against him unhappily, and both Dani and Dan were laying on his stomach.

“I’m sorry for overworking you four,” Clockwork said, despite knowing that it wasn’t his fault. He had no one else to solve the problems of the Flash family, not when he was needed to watch over the time stream. “But it is necessary in order to help as many worlds as possible.”

“We don’t blame you,” Jazz said, ever the most empathetic, “it’s all of the Flashes’ faults!”

“I propose that we kill them and save us the headache!” Dan said.

Dani sighed, but also laughed. “Well, Bart is one of my best friends, but I guess he’ll have to go.”

Danny grinned and said, “Cool, I’ll take Flash.”

Clockwork smiled as his children (his wonderful, powerful, extraordinary children) started squabbling over how to kill or whether not to kill someone with the speed force. Work was difficult as someone who was devoted to protecting other timelines and worlds, but with his family by his side, life wasn’t too hard. In a way, Clockwork was almost grateful to be reborn as an Ancient.

Perhaps now, his family and existence wouldn’t end as tragically as before, with his children by his side.

[mariaace]

They're here. 'Yes, yes wait- WHAT?!'

A/n: BLLK SEASON 2!!! also haven't posted in a while hehe >< I hope you guys enjoy this!

Summary: Their reaction to seeing you at the Bllk x U20 match.

Warnings: Fluff, angst on Chigiri if you squint your eyes, also!! Spoiler for after the match obviously, a lot of sweetness, established releshionship, that's all I think

Pairings: Isagi, Bachira, Chigiri, Yukimiya, Otoya,

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Isagi

You?? Came to see him?? He is so proud of himself, almost as much as you are. The moment he saw you sitting next to his parents tho. Oh this boy panics. Then he suddenly sees you laughing and smiling with his mom, he can't help but smile too. Bachira immediately notices and smirks at Isagi. Always looks at you at the warm up, but again, trying to refrain himself from it, because of a few reasons. Tho the moment the match starts? Oh, he is as concerned as ever. His parents are even surprised and you have to be like 'Don't worry, that's normal.' After it all ends tho, ohh such a sweetheart with that smile. 'I wanna hug you, but I'm sweaty' type of guy🙏🏻. PLEASE say how proud you are for him.

Bachira

You came!!! Omg!!!!! Hii!!! Waving at you the whole time!! Smiling is as big as his face. Actually made you run to the bottom of the audience just so he could hug you from the court. Points exactly where his mom is and is like 'Please sit next to her!!'. He is sooo excited about the match in general, let alone when you two are watching him. Mhm, that's the biggest day in his life, he can bet on that. After the match, kisses you right in front of all the cameras. Everyone needs to see you!! But don't worry not without asking you. He's just silly like that.

Chigiri

Oh my love, please help this guy. Not only did his parents and sister came, but you too?? Oh boy, someone save him, he doesn't know how to react AT ALL. All of his teammates are like 'Who are they??' Otoya is ready to- Nuh uh, back up. So, usually he was still nervous because of his injured knee and everything, but now that he sees you and his family together... coming here to support him.. okay maybe you guys coming is actually very motivating to him. Now...after the match...we know how frustrated is bc of everything, but he is still happy because of the won, so comfort him and congratulate him at the same time. Somehow do it.

Yukimiya

Oh this sweetheart of a man. You came? He cannot thank you enough. He is actually proud of you to be honest. He is just like that. Giving you that sweet smile of his. Now I personally think that he would have already announced that you two are dating before the match so the media already knows, but he's going to show it again anyways. He is so proud you're his, he just can't resist. You cheering for him with his number on your back... The view is perfect, what can he say? After the match he does that with the picking you up and swirling you around. He is sure that he is the happiest man alive.

Otoya

A GIRL CANE TO SEE HIM?? HIM?? Nah, Karasu doesn't believe it. He had to pay you right? He is sooo smug about it. He has a girl and it's actually a relationship. Showing you off everywhere. Media, the crowd, to Karasu especially. Like he didn't already see you, but sure. He tries to act cool, but still is trying his best to impress you at the same time. Teammates are actually surprised when he doesn't flirt with other girls, because he is genuinely so whipped for you.

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@dazailoveschuuya

[foolishaetherguardian]

Bruce knew that Alfred had an arsenal hidden throughout his house. A half dozen would be thieves had been filled with rubber before he had finally accepted that no matter how many of them he found the old man would have some guns hidden away. However, it was still a shock to see the entire dining room table completely covered in firearms and demolitions equipment. Especially considering the table could comfortably sit 26.

"Ah Master Bruce" Alfred barely even looked up from the pile of weapons he was sorting through to greet him. "I must apologize for the mess but there has been a family emergency."

Those last two words set every thing in Bruce on edge. "Who was hurt?" Damien was on a school trip, Duke was still on bedrest due to a concussion, Jason was out of town with the Outlaws and Dick was in Bludhaven. That left Cass, Tim, Barbara and Steph. Cass would likely find her way home even if Gotham was reduced to a pile of rubble so she was probably fine. Tim had survived the end of the world, three times at least so he would be fine too. Steph or Barbara then.

"My niece. Or rather her son." Alfred had settled on the small arsenal he was taking and began to load the dufflebags he had set out. "There is enough food in the freezer to last 3 weeks. All meals are labeled with your names and heating instructions." Four large bricks of clay and wires went into another dufflebag. C4. Why did he have C4? Who was Alfred up against here?

"Alfred..." Dammit words, words were always hard. Especially when it came to family. Maybe it wasn't words that were hard. Maybe it was the truth? Something to look into later. "I can help. We can help."

"I'm afraid you can't Master Bruce. At least not with what I need to do. You are after all your father's son. A man of steel morality. You cannot bend for anyone." And then a moment later almost to soft to hear. "Much less for family."

Alfred had always insisted on a bit of distance between them. Bruce was Thomas' son. Martha's son. His master. So his whispered addition made Bruce's mouth twitch, a smile despite the seriousness of what he had said.

"And before you ask Master Bruce, I have already taken two beacons. Just in case. Young Master Jason will be back tomorrow and he has already agreed to take care of the mess I have, quite regrettably, had to make."

Every question he would have asked, every thought, every delay was headed off. Alfred had raised him. Had seen him at every low and every high. So he knew the questions before Bruce even asked them.

"Miss Cassandra and Miss Brown will find instructions in their rooms. I've left a bit of a puzzle for you on your desk as well. If you could solve it before I return I would be most grateful."

"When is a meta not a person? When they are dead."

The riddle and the list of several dozen environmental control and protection acts, all with riders regarding ectoplasm, had spun in Bruce's head for the better part of the week. Cassandra and Stephanie had already completed the cleaning of four suites in the servant's wing and Jason had nearly hurt himself laughing at the dining room table before all the weapons and explosives vanished in an alarmingly short time. So it was just Bruce left with homework. Tim had offered to help. And he almost accepted the offer. Almost. Then he found the three paragraph ride in the Energy Policy Act of 1992.

"All beings showing an Ecto (3775.1 A) signature are considered to be non sentient Ecto waste to be disposed of according to the Nuclear Waste Policy Act of 1982, Section 101, Paragraph C."

An answer finally. Hidden throughout nearly 100 years of environmental protections and culminating in the government authorized execution of any being showing an above average radiation level.

Bruce suddenly had a few calls to make, and more than a few favors to call in. Someone was about to have to cover up the one man army ripping through Midwestern Black Sites in search of something or someone.

Dcxdp

Biofam 4/5

Maddie didn’t speak to her father, as did her sister. Unfortunately, that made it hard for them to contact their favorite uncle, but when they left at eighteen, they both agreed it was for the best. Even after they found out the old man was dead, they didn’t reach out, unsure of what they would say.

That was then.

Now, with shaking hands covered in ectoplasm,(god her baby was hurt, she had been hurting her baby, THOSE BASTARDS IN WHITE HURT HER BABIES) she dialed the number that she had never managed to forget.

“Hello, who is this and how did you get this number?” The British accent soothed a part of her she hadn’t noticed was tense.

“Uncle Alfred.” Maddie could barely choke out his name, hands still shaking. “I need help.”

[st-danger]

Something with Dewdrop and Rain and finger sucking?

Rarely is any of it enough. Even in his most hedonistic, indulgent moments, Dew never finds that it is enough. That he feels as satisfied as he would like when it comes to Rain. Frequently, he is delighted, and sure, satisfied is a word that could be used, but only in a temporary way. It is a passing thing, here and gone, and the longing he feels in the wake seems to him to be getting progressively more and more hollow as the time passes.

It feels necessary, more than anything, to sneak a hand around and press his fingertips to Rain's kiss-bruised lips and push them inside.

He cannot get any further inside him, buried deep and kissing his shoulder while he fucks out soft moans from Rain. Rain, who holds himself precariously up on his hands and knees, bracing himself with one hand on the headboard for a little extra support. Rain, who has been asked to fit so much of Dew inside him tonight, even before Dew worked his cock inside. Rain, who let himself be shoved bodily down to his knees, who opened his mouth and looked up with wet eyes while Dew used it, heedless of the drool.

Rain, who has done such a good job of giving Dew whatever he asks of him, and yet Dew cannot help but want more.

He feels almost ill with it, shoving his way inside again, harder this time, grunting along with the slap of skin on skin, brain fizzling into ash and smoke and sparks and soon- if Rain continues to find ways to make him burn like this, perhaps he's heading towards fizzling into nothing at all. He grabs Rain's hip and digs his fingers in viciously, harder than he needs, but wanting to bruise. Wanting to leave fingerprints of colour into the pale skin, just another way to get inside him.

"That it?" Dew grunts when he feels a tremor run through Rain, more noticeable now than what has come before. Is he getting close? Dew has never known him to be able to cum without a hand on himself, but the tension threaded through him says otherwise. He has no idea if he's even hard, he hasn't reached for him at all since sliding in. He's been hideously selfish and unwilling to change that, because his thoughts have all collapsed into moremoremoremore and it isn't enough to lick into his mouth and kiss him, it isn't enough for Dew to use Rain's mouth and fuck it until Rain's eyes are wet. It isn't enough for him to fuck him.

He presses his fingers into Rain's mouth and pets his tongue until Rain gags between two particularly brutal thrusts.

[highfantasy-soul]

So a lot has been said about Evan/Sam and I 100% agree - their dynamic is amazing and so wholesome.

But can we please please please take a sec to talk about the dynamic between Jammer and K????

I cannot stop thinking about how complementary they are to each other - both obsessed with caring for their communities (Jammer's basketball team and community center, K's online activist cohort) to the detriment of themselves.

K needs to give all of themselves to the cause - fix some of what they think they broke when she and Evan shared the knowledge of magic to the masses. To the point where they don't eat, don't sleep, don't interact with anyone face-to-face, never having herself be the one taking the credit, but rather a million screen-names no one even knows is all the same person. Yet being on call 24/7 whenever anyone needs it.

Jammer needs to be what his community needs him to be - what his family needs. He denies himself his bigger dreams of playing in the big leagues in favor of staying with his home team. He gives and gives all of himself to the children who look up to him, to his teammates who probably will never make it pro - and even though he's showing his face, they name him, he's still putting on a front that he thinks will be best for them. He's being there for his community in the mundane, caring ways that keep a people together - the way a leader needs to be.

K is an amorphous online hero wearing a thousand avatars, never resting, but never connecting with their people either. Jammer is a grounded, hometown hero who everyone knows his face when he walks down the street. He connects intimately with the people in his community yet feels as though he has to hide aspects of himself that aren't directly helpful to them (namely his magic).

K needs Jammer - needs to see what a real, in person, community functions. She's so desperate to connect to a group and lend aid, and Jammer has that - he can show them what it feels like to have a group of people SEE you and help them individually. K can make a real difference in the small space Jammer has cultivated. It's not 'saving the world', it's not a grand gesture or sacrifice that alters the very fabric of reality - it's small, a gentle nudge here, a comforting word there, yet still makes a real and profound difference in people's lives.

Jammer needs K - needs to see that it's ok to dream big. It's ok to yearn for more, set out to affect more than his small community. That he can still be true to himself and taking bigger leaps doesn't mean he's abandoning his community, it's just making it that much bigger. He needs to see that it's ok to go all out and be his own freaky, magical self and lean into the ridiculous, sometimes melodramatic, bigger than life aspects of himself.

They both need to accept that taking care of oneself isn't selfish, it's not letting your community down, it's why we HAVE community - so we all can share the burden - they are not the only one holding everything together. Jammer and K both lead their respective communities - they both give all of themselves to the task of taking care of and leading those they care about. Together, they can grow and heal from that pressure they put on themselves.

I just think they're such complementary characters who I think would be absolutely perfect working in tandem with their communities (and adopting the other's community).

I'm not a 'everyone needs to be paired up' type of person, but I do think that whatever relationship K and Jammer have, they'd be magic together (shut up, I can do a pun if I want).

[tamayakii]

warning i am so high

phillip graves unlocks something in me, touches that part of my daddy issues that makes me sing. He's so country-bordering-red neck daddy energy, all of the looks-ugnff..,, the nimble yet gruff hands,,, years worth of callouses on them rubbing on your back as you sit on his lap, drifting dangerously close to your hips... wiping your cry baby tears away as he shushes you after he raised his voice a bit too loud for your poor heart. Those eyebrows furrowed upwards, lips thinning as when the inside of his lips caught on his teeth, often right before he spoke, a habit he has from his own father...

He knows what it's like for your dad gone emotionally. Having grown up in the classic white-picket family, expect the pristine paint to allude to a perfect family—which was not entirely true. He joined the military to deal with it, and now he has an entire company under him—in a way healing that tiny part of him by becoming a leader and teaching his men. He won't admit it though.

But you? Your father gave you nothing besides a few memories. No tools to try and survive in the cruel world, at least he had the makings of them. You had no tools, not even the plans to make them yourself. Left to wander with an aching heart, burying that hole and the pain with lies that you were fine.

Curling on the couch, laying your head next to Phil's right thigh. A beer in his left hand whilst the other pets your hair, some stupid (at least to you) football game. Letting you take small baby sips of the drink, chuckling at your twisted face. Fully tugging you on his lap, purring in a soft voice- "You're not supposed to like it, baby" his words sent warm fuzzies in your stomach. He doesn't just let you sit up in his lap, no no no... he basically cradles you now, letting your head fall on his shoulder, drawing your knees up.

He lets you satisfy the little girl in you, buys you the cutest frilly outfits, and lets you "win" in playfights just to hear you giggle like a madman. He lets you plan picnics because you want to plan one for once, so diligently—acting like it's all a big surprise, but he went with you to get the food you needed.

Standing beside him, as he works on his old high school truck. Telling you the stories of teenage him- oh GAWD. You know he lives in some big-ish town, still big enough that he may not know everyone, but small enough that he does see a majority of folks he knows.

God I need to ride his dick so bad, I need it so bad. Don't yell at me but I need him to be my daddy AND fuck me. FUCK

and don't get me on if you misbehave around him. The disappointment, dear god it's nearly overwhelming as the tears well in your eyes- Not used to the feelings stirring in your chest but you hate them so much. Phil forcing past frustrations when he sees the tears spill over, cupping your face as he tells you he's not mad... not anymore.

god fuck... the spankings would also be brutal as hell. Sobbing over his lap, slapping your bare ass cause he tore your panties down with your jeans. The rough fabric of his fingerless gloves added to the pain.

I literally cannot stop, somebody help.

OH MY GOD AND TRACING HIS SCAR TOO,,, him telling you mild war stories, having himself be the big hero, cause he is the hero in your mind. Sitting in his lap facing him, thighs straddling him, his hands interlocked behind your hips,,, sobbing on my knees.

[factsilike]

I'm sorry, but this is.. such an incorrect post on Lan Qiren's character I don't even know where to begin.

Lan Wangji did not defend a "demonic cultivator" who caused deaths in their society (WWX never even used demonic cultivation, he used gui dao). He defended a man who's been relentlessly persecuted and slandered for protecting the innocent, the innocents those bloodthirsty and revenge obsessed cultivation world wanted to kill, for daring to be better and more powerful than them. WWX was not in the wrong for defending himself against those genocidal maniacs, and Lan Wangji knew that, hence why he protected him. And why he was the only one to do so. And he did not deserve to be whipped for that.

And Lan Qiren was there on the night of that Pledge. He also was one of the people leading a siege against the innocent Wen Remnants in the Burial Mounds, and the people who slaughtered them. And the book clearly paints him as the one who is completely in the wrong for that.

As for the rules.... your words implying that 'old Asian people' are only ever abusive in their strictness? Playing into stereotypes to defend abusive behaviour? Really? "Oh Asian people are just like that, guess that makes it okay that all these adults feel comfortable whipping children! It's just the setting you see, corporal punishment was the norm then!"

To say that Lan Wangji is exactly like his father and hence these rules are there to enforce his behaviour....what even? We are never told in the novel what crime exactly Madame Lan was imprisoned for, but it is very much implied that she should not have had to spend the rest of her days locked up for it.

To think that Lan Wangji would enforce such a fate upon WWX, have you even read the novel? Lan Wangji lost control and kissed WWX once yes, but he also deeply regrets it and never touches WWX against his will again. He beats himself up for it, and moves on. In fact, he flat out knocked himself out when he was drunk so that he wouldn't do anything untoward towards WWX, even WWX was the one who kissed him. You think that is the behaviour of a man who "needs" rules to keep him in check? Implying that all Lans are what, savage beasts who will go wild on others without rules? Rules like "do not keep pets" help them how, exactly?

Not only do you have a deep misconception of Lan Qiren's character, but also Lan Wangji's. And WWX's too, for that matter. Please read the book again.

As for the incense burner dream, I cannot emphasize this enough- it is a fantasy. A dream that never happened in real life. Partners in sexual relationships have fantasies about each other all the time, it is normal. And the dream is not something that actually affected WWX in reality, because it is not something LWJ would ever actually do in reality. Also, LWJ wasn't even the one dreaming about that, WWX was the one who goaded him and gave him said fantasy fuel when they were messing around in the bushes. It was not something 15 year old Lan Wangji was fantasizing about at all, rather their adult selves (in a perfectly healthy and happy established relationship) were discovering their mutual con non-con kink through that dream.

Do you remember the classroom scene? The scene very famous for showing Lan Qiren's blatant favouritism and classism? Notice how Lan Qiren has his prized nephew show upto class to show him off to the other disciples. Notice how Lan Qiren praises Lan Wangji for giving a correct answer, and rebukes WWX for the same thing by saying he is already expected to know the answer. Notice how WWX sees through his petty BS pretty quickly and decides he doesn't need to deal with that. And Lan Qiren's very telling response. Because everyone knows that the marking of a good teacher is when they toss a book at a student's unconventional answer and throw them out of the classroom. What a brilliant man.

Also, Lan Qiren never gives WWX a chance, they just mutually avoid each other after Wangxian's marriage. Did you forget that Lan Qiren was the one who established the new rule "Do not go near Wei Ying" in the extras that forced the juniors to avoid him? Isn't that telling of how precarious WWX's situation would be if it weren't for LWJ? The difference in social power between them is scary.

Imagine yourself in Wei Wuxian's shoes. Imagine how you are all but an outcast in this hypocritical world, and there are no shortage of enemies who want you dead. Imagine you marry the love of your life, and move into his very hostile clan, a clan that has already shown that they are happy to turn you over as a scapegoat. Imagine your spouse's bitter relative can't accept your relationship to the point that he cements his hatred for you on a rock, that serves as the foundation for the clan's teachings, so they're all obligated to now avoid you.

"He allows them to have sex-" oh how very generous of him? As if Lan Wangji would have any hesitation moving out of his clan if his uncle tried to enforce his marital rights. This one seems kinda nonsensical and grasping at straws to defend him.

Sure, he may have led the clan in his brother's absence for many years. Does that make his many moral failings better? Also, first he's a great and amazing leader for the Lan Clan, but it comes to defending LWJ he's suddenly a weak hapless man who can't do anything but bow towards the whims of hypocritical old men who demand that he follow their hypocritical rules? I don't know why so many people refuse to hold these morally reprehensible characters accountable for their own actions and bend over backwards to defend them. "They simply had no choice! They just had to slaughter all these old people, women and children, you know!"

And we don't see him be nurturing or kind to his nephews in any way, at most he seems their strict teacher who expects them to be perfect at all times. If you remember, at the end of the novel right after the Guanyin Temple fiasco, he was very much planning to drag Lan Wangji back to his sect and force him into a seclusion to "fix" him. Wangxian, probably being aware of Lan Qiren's hostility (it was nothing new), wisely left him and the cultivation world behind to clean up their own messes, because they were done doing so. They'd been apart long enough.

Lan Qiren's role in the story, like some others, is that of a weak, unrighteous man who stepped aside and allowed genocide to happen because his beliefs were steeped in classism and hypocrisy, and he had no interest in changing them. He is not an old and exasperated man who yells at WWX because of his shenanigans, but because he pathetically takes his anger on his mother (a woman who has been dead for more than a decade) out on her child. It's sad that fandom misconceptions have caused such a drastic change in the perception of his character, like so many others. People refuse to accept antagonists as antagonists.

Okay here's my Lan Qiren apologist masterpost

"He had Lan Wangji whipped! He's an abuser!"

That was Lan Wangji's punishment for injuring 33 Lan elders while defending a demonic cultivator who caused innumerable deaths in the cultivation community. You need to remember the setting of this story: Madame Yu whipped Wei Ying half to death just because she went "you didn't do anything wrong, your general existence is just mildly annoying to me." Lan Qiren deciding Lan Wangji get one lash for every person he hurt is NOTHING in comparison to the punishment he would have gotten if anyone else was in charge and it was the only way to clear his name.

2. "The Lan sect rules he enforces are too strict."

First of all, Lan Qiren is an old Asian person. I feel like that would be enough to make my point, but I will continue regardless.

The Lans have so many rules because they have extreme self-regulation issues when it comes to their emotions. We've seen Lan Wangji's dad ruin his life by trying to atticwife his lover, but Lan Wangji wasn't any better. If you've read the incense burner extra you know he got his first crush at 15 and his brain immediately went to fantasizing about violently assaulting Wei Ying in the library. Their hundreds of rules are stifling because they're supposed to be. If the Lans don't try to contain themselves they will ruin their lives and the lives of people they care about.

Is "don't talk while you're eating" even that extreme of a household rule? Like every family has some variation of "don't do ____ at the dinner table" and the Lans having their own version is not that insane.

3. "He was against Lan Wangji loving Wei Wuxian."

I need you to spend like. 2 minutes putting yourself in Lan Qiren's shoes.

Imagine you are Lan Qiren. Imagine you find out your brother broke his family apart by forcing his wife to stay with him. Lan Qiren was just a man who was thrust into not only taking care of the Lan clan, one of the biggest cultivation sects you can think of, but also his two traumatized nephews. Imagine cleaning up the mess your brother left you while having to raise two children that aren't yours.

Then you see your nephew, who you have raised like your own son, helplessly pining after the infamous demonic cultivator who has rejected him and teased him. You watch him turn against and injure his own family members to protect a literal criminal.

Then he comes home holding the child of the man he loves and you let him keep that baby and raise him. Because you see yourself in him. You see someone who just lost a loved one who was not a good person but someone you loved regardless. How many times do you think he saw Lan Wangji raising Lan Yuan and remembered himself raising someone else's children because their father was no longer there?

And then after all that Lan Qiren had been through, he didn't even try to keep Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian apart once he found out the truth. When Wei Ying explained how he'd been set up, he was one of the first elders in the cultivation community to give him a chance to explain himself. And after that even if he was cold to Wei Ying, he didn't say shit about the two of them having nasty loud gay sex in gusu every night.

I don't care. Lan Qiren hate will always be forced to me, he did literally nothing wrong and if I was in his shoes I would not have been able to handle it

[rin-solo]

This came to me earlier, and now I am utterly obsessed: The Vengeance wasn't Odysseus stabbing Poseidon, it was Odysseus disproving Poseidon's "Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves" belief right in front of his very eyes. With him as the subject, even.

Think about it—the fact that Poseidon remained ruthless and insisted on punishing Odysseus was the only reason he got stabbed repeatedly. If Poseidon had been merciful, if he had accepted Odysseus' offer of forgiveness, he would've been fine. His own ruthlessness backfired so hard on him this time that I am sincerely hoping it haunts him forever.

I am actually utterly obsessed with Poseidon thinking back to Odysseus "Maybe you could learn to forgive?" on a daily, no an hourly basis. I cannot and will not lie to you that is unironically my favorite moment in the whole Vengeance saga just because of what it says about both the characters—about Odysseus for offering and Poseidon for declining. And this makes me love it even more.

Poseidon was going to decline, we all know that. I don't think anyone watching—even Odysseus, probably—expected him to accept. But then I'm picturing him lying there, bleeding into the stone, and, against his will, wondering whether maybe he should have. Maybe if he had, he wouldn't be in pain. Maybe if he had not killed Odysseus' fleet ten years ago, he wouldn't be in pain either. Maybe this one time ruthlessness wasn't mercy upon himself—maybe this time, his one grand belief was wrong. Maybe ... it was always wrong.

Obviously, he would never admit to these thoughts, he would slap himself for having them one second later. But I simply need this self-proclaimed god of ruthlessness to be utterly haunted by that and question whether he made the right choice or no—whether he's even lived by the correct philosophy all his immortal life—and no matter what, be too stubborn to admit he was wrong.

He's trying to pretend like nothing changed, but the thoughts still remain. They pester him. They won't leave him alone. Especially every time someone—anyone—is kind to him for whatever reason, they come crashing back into him and they won't leave.

"What if my own ruthlessness hurt me that time?"

"What if ruthlessness isn't mercy upon ourselves after all?"

"What if I'm wrong?"

"What if I have always been wrong?"

The most dreadful thoughts imaginable to a god as proud and stubborn and old as Poseidon, but they're there now and he can't do anything about them. You all don't understand how much I NEED this god to jolt up in his bed at 3 am after having a dream or nightmare about something related to one of his many ruthless deeds (maybe even sinking Odysseus' fleet) and go "BUT WHAT IF I HAD LEARNED TO FORGIVE?? WHAT IF I STILL COULD??" only to immediately slap himself for it because that's absolutely ridiculous.

He is left to watch this belief shatter before his very eyes as he's clinging to the remains of it desperately, trying to keep it all from crumbling. Not because he genuinely believes he's right anymore, but because he simply cannot imagine ... does not know how to live by any other philosophy.

No matter whether it's objectively correct or not, it's the very thing that defines him. The thing he's known for. He has built his entire image around this, he cannot give it up no matter what ... at least not quickly or without help.

But as much he would seek to deny it, his core belief has now been proven wrong; he has actually lived through an instance where it was wrong, and he can do nothing to erase those memories or conclusions from his mind no matter how much he yearns to go back to simpler times.

And that was the real Vengeance, guys—possibly the biggest, most painful existential crisis of Poseidon's immortal life. I rest my case.

Although before I disappear back into the void I simply must give a shout out to @o3o-lapd-o3o (this came to me during a conversation in one of their comment sections for the glorious Friends In Higher Places AU, which is quite possibly my favorite piece of EPIC fan content that exists ...)

[juanitascribbles]

I want to talk a bit about a part of Ralph's character that I don't see brought up as much as other aspects of WIR, and that's the concept of self-sabotage. I put it under a read-more because it's rather long.

Obviously, one of the main themes in this movie is self-acceptance, and that part is not exactly subtle. Ralph very plainly states that he believes he "can't make things - just break them," and while he does say that he can be a "good guy" I don't think he's really confident in that fact during the course of the movie. He brushes off most negative comments he receives, but we can see that others' perceptions of him have impacted his perception of himself and the actions he's taken (or hasn't taken) throughout his life. Vanellope greatly helps him change his perspective and accept himself, but I think he had the capacity to do this on his own. This is where the theme of self-sabotage comes in.

Ralph places the entirety of his problems, solutions to said problems, and self-worth on external factors, and while yes a big part of his problems do come from discrimination and being ostracized, he also exacerbates his own problems. He has many resources fully available to him the whole time. He just doesn't take advantage of them because he feels he can't, perhaps feels he doesn't deserve it, or maybe because it doesn't even occur to him that he can.

For example, the dump:

We see at the end of the movie that Ralph has built himself a home, and he does it entirely on his own. Note how the pieces he uses to build his house are right behind him in the beginning of the movie.

Living in the dump is out of his control, but what has always been in his control is the ability to make himself a better home right where he was at. He simply didn't do it because he didn't believe he could and (I assume) never tried.

Next we have the Bad-Anon meeting.

Ralph makes it very clear that he is lonely and wants a friend, but he has had the opportunity to make friends for years and never did. When he's told that the other villains have felt the same things he feels, he's surprised. But why? It makes complete sense that others in similar situations as Ralph would feel the same as him. He simply assumed that they wouldn't. "There's no point in going. They wouldn't understand me anyway. Nobody does" might be a reason he never went. Perhaps the idea of reaching out to others was too uncomfortable for him (Vanellope does mention him needing to go outside of his comfort zone). On top of this, he isn't receptive to the advice he's given at the end of their meeting. They didn't tell him what he wanted to hear so in his mind they still just don't "get" him. He blocks himself from making useful connections because of his own perceptions and assumptions.

Finally, I want to touch on Ralph's poor hygiene.

Throughout the movie, Ralph's poor hygiene is commented on by several characters (including himself) and on the surface is treated as a joke. What I find interesting is the juxtaposition between his own lack of cleanliness and his reaction to unclean things around him.

He is very squeamish. Despite living in a dump and smelling awful, he has no tolerance for any "gross" things he comes into contact with and lists the lack of hygiene as a negative. I do think this is, in part, a result of external factors he cannot control. Like the previous examples, however, I think this is also a result of neglecting himself and not taking advantage of the resources that have always been around him. I am inferring a bit, but hear me out.

Ralph can't access the penthouse to wash up, but it's highly likely he could have access to facilities in other games had he allowed himself to open up and simply ask for help. I'm sure any of the bad guys from his Bad-Anon meetings would be more than happy to offer him the resources he needs. There are a ton of other games that likely have accessible facilities, and he's not exactly barred from entering them. Surge Protector does not hinder him from entering or leaving any game, despite the frequent stops. Instead of using the washroom in Tappers to clean himself up, he (allegedly) passes out in it after drinking all night. Ralph is rather depressed at the beginning of his journey, and maintaining proper hygiene is something a lot of depressed people struggle with.

I think self-sabotage, isolation, and rejecting available resources is something a lot of people can relate to. Of course there will always be circumstances that are out of our control, but often there are things we are fully capable of taking into our own hands and making the effort to change. We simply for some reason believe that we can't or are too scared to try. The negative feelings we have about ourselves and allowing ourselves to remain stuck in our current situations can become more comfortable than the idea of external or internal change and taking risks.

For Ralph, he doesn't seem to take much action to change what he can on his own until he's reached a boiling point. He's consistently passive (or passive-agressive) until his negative feelings become too much to bear, and it definitely bites him in the ass or... face ig.

This is something I've struggled with and continue to struggle with to this day. While I'm not at all claiming this movie is the first or last to cover these topics (or even the most subtle or the best ever at doing so), I do think it's very well done. These themes definitely resonate more with me now that I'm older and have experienced more of these feelings myself. It's just one of all the little elements wrapped up in a candy coated 8-bit bow that makes this movie so special to me.

[the-universal-sun]

could you write something about stan being claustrophobic? i saw a couple works on that and wanted to see your take on it and/or regressed stan ver

I’m sorry if this wasn’t quite what you were thinking of! I don’t really have personal experience with claustrophobia, so this was a bit hard for me to write. This also started out as some head canons and turned into a Drabble? I don’t feel exactly proud of this work, but I know this was asked a while ago and I’ve been pondering it for days. You know what? Don’t even read this I’m sorry. Again, I’m always open for constructive criticisms and helpful advice on my writing!

-For Stan, rather Lee, there’s a big difference between the nice and comfy small spaces and the chest hurting and scary tight spaces

-Being wrapped up in his blanket? He loves it. When he’s feeling sick, or anxious, or overwhelmed, or really any negative emotion, he loves to be smushed underneath his weighted blanket, he loves feeling the pressure surrounding him, calming his mind and body. When Lee’s feeling extra bad, Ford will lay on top of the weighted blanket on him, giving him both that extra pressure he needs and the comforting presence of his brother surrounding him, chasing all the bad and icky feelings away

-But those tight spaces? Those all encompassing spaces with no windows? The dark cramped places? He can’t do those. It reminds Lee too much of those…darker times that Lee doesn’t want to think of thank you very much

-Being on the ship was an adjustment for him at first. After 30 years of having his open and bright spaces in the Shack and in Gravity Falls, the small boat and smaller rooms gave him the tight feelings in his chest that he hates having. Luckily, Ford made sure that every single room has a window and a door, a link to the outside for him to look at, to know that he’s not stuck

-If Lee finds himself stuck in one of those spaces, like if the door to his toy closet accidentally closes on him while he’s in there, he panics. He cannot think. He cannot move. He cannot do anything. He starts banging on the door, yelling for his Sixer, he’s sobbing, and he cannot breathe.

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Ford opens the door as soon as he hears the banging, catching Lee in his arms as he collapses, hardly able to breathe through his panting. It becomes obvious to Ford very quickly that having Lee match his breathing wasn’t happening, not here on the floor at least, so Ford picks him up (he will worry about his back and knees later) and hauls him to their room.

Thankfully, Lee’s weighted blanket was left out on the foot of the bed, so he grabs the blanket as he sets Lee down, swiftly pulling it over him, careful to leave his head exposed so he can see the light spilling out from the windows. He lays down on Lee, rubbing his hand against Lee’s chest and breathing deliberately. He sees Poindexter shoved halfway under a pillow and pulls him out, stuffing the stuffed animal underneath the blanket, next to Lee’s face, hoping the familiar toy will help calm him down

It takes some minutes and a lot of head stroking before Ford can feel his brothers breathing start to calm. He sees his eyes regain some clarity, still in his smaller headspace, but not as panicked and scared. He feels his own heart rate slow down; Lee’s attacks always makes him very anxious as well.

When Lee’s awareness comes back to him, he finds himself in bed, comfortably crushed underneath his blankie and his Sixer, Poindexter’s face nuzzled into the side of his own. His body feels heavy, but he manages to look over at his brother, rubbing his head against Fords, humming softly. He usually finds it hard to speak when feeling small, but now he can’t speak at all. But he knows Sixer wouldn’t be mad that he can’t speak, words aren’t always needed with them. He feels his brother wrap an arm over him and relaxes into the extra pressure. His Sixer always knows how to make him feel okay again.

Ford reaches over to the night stand with his free arm and grabs the half full sippy cup from last night. Lee needs water, day old will do, and he doesn’t want to try to lift Lee right now for a cup, knowing how heavy he can be after an attack. Plus his brother looks so soft and comfortable, he’d hate disturbing him. He brings the sippy cup to Lee’s mouth, watching him drink so he doesn’t accidentally choke on water.

Lee drinks the water greedily, his throat was dry and hurting. It wasn’t a lot of water, but he didn’t mind, feeling too…he didn’t know how he was feeling beyond “blah”. He wasn’t sleepy, but he didn’t want to get up. He’s fine right here, with Poindexter and Sixer and the light from his window. His bedroom isn’t dark and small and scary, and plus he has his brother here. Lee knows Ford will protect him from anything scary. Even his own thoughts. He snuggles deeper into the bed and Ford, sighing softly as he feels the tightness still in his has calmed down, his mind getting fuzzier, but in a nice way, as he just breathes in and out. In. And out.

[evanhereonearth]

They have both known the terror of disappearing in plain sight.

With every eye on them, with upturned faces watching them in hope, pleading with them for deliverance. With the ferocity of enemies turned upon them, with everyone certain they know exactly who stands at the forefront of the revolution, the movement, the breaking wave of history—they have both been caught by the riptide and dragged under where there souls can no longer breathe.

“You came here to help, Solas. I won’t let them use that against you.”

“And how would you stop them?”

“However I had to.”

The simple first moments of seeing and being seen. A spirit long since wrenched from the Fade and given physical form he didn’t seek, waking in a world where no one sees him as a person. A prisoner turned religious icon looks him in the eye and says she agrees that spirits are people. And he recognises the spirit in her for as rare and marvellous as any he’s seen.

Quiet curiosity. Trust. Patience. Love.

The brutality of trauma. The bonds of desperation. The self-rejection of long-festering shame. Sowing seeds in the hopes that they will not die, that something of the truest self will remain no matter the tales the world tells of either of them. Murderer. Traitor. Heretic. Hero. Harellan.

This is the journey. The paths had to diverge, had to give time to those seeds to sprout and bear fruit.

But love. Oh, love, building back self under the weight of the world. Stretching out roots that allow a spirit to grow.

Acceptance. Grace.

He is still Wisdom. He knows the burden of a wound that turns septic; he remembers the regret of his own naïveté and will not take advantage of hers no matter how healing her heartbeat against his.

And she learns.

She learns as he walks away twice. As she feels him in the Fade, returning, always returning. To her. To her heart, where he hides his truest self.

“Tell me you don’t love me!”

“I cannot do that, vhenan.”

She learns the weight of his regrets and the wisdom of his reasons. She seeks out the din’an shiral not to blindly follow but to walk beside; she gives him the space he needs.

She knows the paths cannot help but converge.

She finds those seeds sprouting in her heart, the truest knowledge of seeing and being seen—that he trusted her with himself because he knew the world would wound him from Wisdom into Pride anew, and he needed the shelter of her heart of Grace. So someone would remember Solas instead of Fen’Harel.

When she finds her understanding, she tends to the vines that grow between their hearts. She does not sever them. She has planted seeds of her own in his; her faithfulness and her compassion, her ferocity in believing he is worthy of being saved.

She knows his deepest fear, and she watches him face it on that fateful day when their paths converge once more, watches him walk towards an endless future of being alone until his death. The finality of forever.

Her power, her Wisdom, her strength to take up her path by his side.

“I will go to seek atonement.”

“But you do not have to go alone.”

So much love in simple words. So much truth beneath their surface.

You are worthy of healing, she says.

You are worthy of forgiveness, she says.

You are worthy of grace, she says.

And we have waited long enough.

[brittscafe]

𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐬

Summary: Ichigo, Shunsui, Kenpachi, and Byakuya with a s/o who senses are very heightened

Request: Hi! I know your request are closed. You can write this whenever you want ❤️🫵🏼(tysm if u do) Can i request headcanons for ichigo, shunsui, Zaraki,byakuya with s/o whose six senses are on amother level? Like she can really sense/smell/hear everything,lol tysm 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

A/n: Heyyyy! I saw this pop up in my requests and I thought well why not now? I'm also writing this to get my mind off scheduling my classes for next semester. It's really such a pain bc all the classes I need, like absolutely need to take are full 😭 So, this def takes my mind off things so much!! <3

Content: Nothing to warn you about ;)

Ichigo:

He thinks it's really cool and totally boasts about it to Chad, Uryu, Orihime.

Wants you to tell him alllll about it and how you can sense things on a whole different level.

Smiles the whole time as you're talking about and inches forward, super curious and interested.

Wants you to tell him every time you can maybe hear him between the thick walls or smell his cologne lingering in the air when he's far away.

Will admire you as you can sense something he totally can't.

Ichigo can usually tell when you're sensing something and he cannot, he tries to sense it, but he just can't.

Always likes to hold you in his arms as you're sitting in his lap, playing like an I-spy game with your senses as he's giving you kisses along your face.

Ichigo has so much love for you and loves every heighten sense of yours.

Shunsui:

Honestly, he doesn't really notice about your heightened senses until you bring it up yourself.

Shunsui's jaw drops as he's in shock, he didn't even or know about it.

"I've told you many times..." -- "Oh, have you? Must've crossed my mind."

Shunsui will comment with a nervous chuckle, bringing his hand behind his head and scratching his scalp.

Your face drops as you realize what an idiot he is, but god, do you love him.

After, he finally starts to notice little by little. The way your nose twitches when you smell something he doesn't or the goosebumps that form along your arms when you hear something he can't.

He'll chuckle to himself, loving that about you.

Shunsui will boast to anyone about you and your amazing senses, it doesn't matter who it is.

He's just in awe about the kind of person you are and your incredible senses.

Kenpachi:

Groans everytime you can tell him you can smell or hear him nearby.

He likes to put up this front when you can sense him and go over to him, but deep down he actually likes it.

He think it's above average to have senses where you can sniff him out like a dog and find wherever he is.

Kenny honestly thinks its super cute, but will never admit it.

Instead of admitting when he finds it cute, when you rant on about your senses, he pulls you into a deep hug.

You're confused, but you love the hug. It's Kenny's way of telling him that he's proud of you.

Scoffs or roll his eyes every time you jump up and down excitedly about your senses.

Always find it super cute when you get excited about your senses, sometimes you can see a little grin forming along his face.

Kenpachi will always love that your senses enhance the person you are.

Byakuya:

Tries not to say anything or act like he's aware of it. Will never really say anything about it to your face.

He wants to treat you just like everyone else and speaks about it when someone brings it up.

A proud little smirk forms along his face as others do talk about your senses.

He is proud of you and your senses that help you become a stronger person/ soul reaper.

If Byakuya does ever talk about your very strong senses, he praises you and tells you how proud of you he is while rubbing your back.

Def takes a notice to your senses, but doesn't ever say anything, he kind of just watches you behind the scenes.

Will never take your senses for granted and always realizes how strong you are.

[mychlapci]

I know we love knocking up tfa Prowl but I just caught a look at Jazz after a while, good god does that robot need to put on some weight. Fatten him up, put a baby in him, whatever it takes to get some meat on those bones/mesh on that protoform

Ultra Magnus should give Jazz the highest honor of bringing a new Magnus to Cybertron. He's going to have to go through a lot of training to be ready to carry his heir. Sentinel is so pissed, he wanted to be next in line for the job, or at the very least if he was getting skipped, he should get to have Ultra Magnus' baby. Because of the piss poor job he did at running Cybertron last time Magnus was down though, the council decided to bring back the old tradition of an heir to take the title, since there were no other acceptable options what with Optimus staying on earth after the whole decepticon incident.

Sentinel stews in his jealousy as he watches Jazz report in every day looking just a bit bigger each cycle. It's a slow process considering how small he started, but in order to be a good carrier Jazz needs to put on some weight to support the sparkling. His thighs start getting nice and round and he gets proper curves soon. It would be easy for Jazz to be embarrassed about suddenly putting on tons and having most of it go to his aft, but Magnus praises him every day and tells him he's doing a good job and a great service for Cybertron.

Soon enough, once Jazz's tummy becomes a soft pouch of grabbable mesh and his cheeks become nice and chubby, Ultra finally declares Jazz fit for carrying. In order to have the best odds of sparking, Ultra Magnus fucks him constantly. In Magnus' office, Jazz is in his lap warming his spike, he's been like that for hours. On the command deck of their ship, Ultra Magnus is matching his fragging pace to the turbulence. Ultra has to take a call from the council, he'll have Jazz riding him the entire time so they can all watch and make sure Jazz is keeping up with his duties. It's adorable really the way energon rushes to his face as his jiggly aft bounces on Ultra Magnus in front of the entire cybertronian government. Jazz is happy to be helping, but Primus, he would like to be just a little more lowkey.

When Jazz is finally sparked, he gets even fatter. The future Magnus is going to be a huge mech, anyone could tell just from how huge Jazz became. He has to continue drinking his nutrient dense energon mix to keep his little one big and strong, which also makes Jazz's frame even more soft and gorgeous. It's almost impossible to lose any of the weight the way he gets coddled by Magnus and the council. Everyone is so concerned for the growing magnus that they practically grounded Jazz. He stays laid up in Ultra's giant luxurious berth all day because no one wants him to tire himself out walking. Bots bring him energon on a tight schedule, even when he's not hungry he has to finish his cube so the little one gets what it needs. Jazz does enjoy the pampering, but he thinks he'd much rather go back to his quiet life of being non essential to the future of his planet when he was finished carrying. -🌱

hrghh Jazz is so fucking cute, we absolutely need to fatten him up. he is the best candidate to carry Ultra Magnus' heir, it's a pity he has that little waist. thankfully, it's very easy to remedy :)

Jazz probably cannot lose any of his gained weight even once the baby's out, much to his dismay. he doesn't mind being bigger, but he hoped he could return to his duties, or at least, half of them, after he's fullfilled his duty to the Magnus. but no, this means that his body is just primed to take Ultra Magnus' seed and keep bearing heirs...

[rainytomorrows]

Deadpool / Wolverine x reader | Domestic headcanons (2!!)

WOW I just got off work a bit ago (nearly midnight- employment is a curse) and I see the first was well regarded and a part two was heavily requested. I will indulge! I will also try to make this part longer as to not disappoint. One can only hope. Enjoy! I LOVE yearning and I hold romance near and dear to my heart. If I was not made to hold, then what are my hands for? CW/TW: mental illness mentions. In the name of comfort. Words: 1,320

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Wade > DUMB contact names. Unapologetically abhorrent. I'm so 100% sure Logan's contact was 'wolvie-bear' with like 17 emojis at one point > Don't help him tie any ties if you need to be somewhere. Let Logan do it. He's such a perv you can't do anything without him all over you > Not romanticizing perverts I just truly think he loves you so much and he goes actually crazy over ANYTHING > As in legitimate wattpad smut fic writer level crazy. Once you came home from work covered in actual mud because of some jackass driver who'd sped past you (like in the cartoons where there's also a puddle and it splashes you). Wade had you on the nearest table so quickly he broke it. Logan would have lectured him if he could get a word in. > I think people forget Wade is both gay and mentally ill. Like everyone knows sure but I'm not sure it's something everyone really processes at all. I really like the idea that he's great as a partner if you have some intense mental issues > Maybe not great- he's not well tuned into emotions all the time. But, he knows pretty well how it all feels. Even if it was played as some funny bit- he did kind of try to commit like multiple times. I think if you have a habit of embarrassing breakdowns that make you insecure about the idea of having a partner see it, he'd be the perfect guy. This is the mental illness master. > Like, he cannot be serious ever. But, you're on the floor from the worst depressive/dissociative episode ever? He knows, no it's not embarrassing. Yes you can lay in his lap. He knows where to draw the line- on occasion. It won't get mentioned again later. > (Assuming you are like me- hehehehe giggles I want some personal attention) You had a REALLY bad episode once. Like- babbling on the floor level. You really tried to hide it buttttt they're two superpowered dudes that won't ever work. Wade stayed by your side for two days straight (god bless, it was your days off you didn't miss anything). Logan helped out with food and such. You claimed to be ready to go to work the next day, but Wade was NOT having it. He called your work while you were in the bathroom and faked extreme illness. "Y/N can't come to the phone, they've lost their voice. Yes I know. Yes it's terrible." > "I need the money!" He's speaking with Weasel already. Nothing an extra gig can't fix,,, > Will commit to ANY bit with AND for you. Don't even mention something to him that you aren't 100% willing to do. > You once told him you thought it'd be funny if one of you said "your mommy pick that out for you?" in that annoying nerd voice to someone in uniform. Obviously- you meant like a subway or a McDonalds uniform. He said it to an army officer. > Wade makes me think of Radiohead a lot. Cannot lie. He's kissed you and Logan to "all I need" by them once. It was playing on your Spotify he couldn't help himself. Who can ever truly blame him for breaking the fourth wall with such poetic coincidence? Logan didn't want any part but Wade didn't want him to be excluded, so a portion of the song was to kiss you and a good half was spent chasing Logan down to kiss him too > I am so connected to music I apologize. I think the three of you would be like the song 'world/insured' by Alex G. Can't decide yet if the actual song meaning applies here too but the vibe......... suspiciously throuple action in a suspiciously this in specific way > Wears whatever the hell you want him to. Will buy it himself if you mention it. I'm so dead serious > You made a joke about a sexy nurse outfit. He did not take it as a joke. Guess what he was wearing when you had to stay home sick. (Picture it) > He's still insecure sometimes please tell him he's handsome

Logan > I'm torn between Logan's contacts being short and sweet or legit just your names. Or the happy medium- normally it's just something like 'hun' or 'love', but when he's mad at one of you it's your name. Wade broke Logan's mug once and his contact name was just 'Wilson.' for a month. One would see this as plain petty but it truly works on Wade > Ohhhhh he writes poetry and will shoot himself whether or not it works if one of you finds it > Both because he has edgy pieces that would paint him in such a similar light to emos on Tumblr in 2015, and also because he's written some nice ass poetry about how much he loves you guys. Don't let him know if you find it he'll lock himself in a room without food or water for a week > Way worse with emotions. Almost inclined to say don't ask him. But he cares, he's a girl dad y'know. He'll probably be bad at it, holding you awkwardly (like a mannequin who's just gotten a fleshy body and isn't entirely sure how to move it's arms) > He isn't talking. He has no idea what to say. If Wade isn't there to help out, he wishes he was. > Speaking of, I can't lie this head canon hurts me a little as someone who never wants kids ever. He definitely wants a daughter. He for SURE wants a little girl whether or not he knows that. > I personally think he's trans. So in the case he is and you are too, he helps a lot with that. Wade is a cis man, he can research but he has no real clue. Logan can't get top surgery because of his healing factor, but because of his healing factor he can bind however long he wants to > Likes to stare and observe a lot. He knows your face in a dark room, and he knows the sound of your breath in a crowded room. He KNOWS you. > Almost creepy sometimes. You woke up once and he was dead staring into your soul. It was two in the morning. You maybe by accident punched him in the nose in fear. > Even if he really doesn't, he trusts you two. That's not something he finds in a lot of people. Every time he 'begrudgingly' agrees to try something you want him to check out- remember that he agreed one way or another. If he doesn't want to do something, he won't. > Won't go to pride. Not sure why. I just can't see it. Why go to pride if we got RuPaul at home? "I know I'm gay. And Wade makes sure everyone else does too." > Always returns shopping carts > I think he doesn't half ass shit, sometimes he can choose when he thinks something doesn't require or call for full effort, but he doesn't half ass > Ohhhh angst he is like a caged animal and he is secretly so scared > Affection does not come easy to him. Loving someone is scary. Who was around to tell him how to? > Sometimes you wanna kiss him but he's like a wounded animal. Someone help him I beg. He has his big bad wolf act but you both see it. He has no idea how to react to love and affection. It takes time, you'll get there. > He needs to be sick, honestly. He doesn't but that's how he acts. He's not a 'fix-it-project', that's a cruel way to see someone. But GOD he needs help. Show him how to have a healthy relationship with others and himself. > Chooses the two of you over everything. He won't make that mistake twice. EVEN IF HE WON'T SHOW ITTTT > Wears one of those eye masks to bed btw hehehe ♡~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡

Sorry if this was short! I have to be up early again for work tomorrow and I need to sleep ASAP. Loved making this again! I could honestly maybe even make a third. It's possible chat. Love you guys! Your support keeps me going for sure. Still crawling out of that hole- fanfic may be the solution. MUCHHH love! Have a good day/night, and a great life!

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I know you love theories so help me out!

If the cauldron is corrupt like we learned in HOFAS and Elriel are mates, wouldn't that call into question every other mated couple? Feyre and Rhys? Nesta and Cassian? Vivienne and Kallias? It's the one plot hole for the elriel ship I can't get behind!!! UGH I WANT THEM SO BAD! Have you made a tiktok on this yes?

Hi Anon! Thanks for the ask. This is going to be a LONG response….Yes if the cauldron was corrupted it would mean all cauldron mated pairs would need to be questioned. I have done a few Tiktoks on this but I think there is a few things to look at….

✨Did the cauldron decide all these mated couples?In Acowar Rhysand says multiple sources can make mate bonds.✨

“What decides it? Who decides it?” Rhys straightened his lapels before plucking an invisible piece of lint from them. “Fate, the Mother, the Cauldron’s swirling eddies …”

So theoretically different mate pairs could have different types of mate bonds. What if the mother is a true soul bond? We see pairs like Feysand, Nessian & Kallias and Vivianne are also love matches. They act like typical mates. Even before their bond snapped they all had mate behavior.We know Cassian had a feeling Nesta was his mate before she was turned. Rhysand had visions of Feyre before she was turned as well. Lucien doesn’t know Elain is his mate until after she comes out of the cauldron. Granted that was also the first day they met so it could just be coincidence as well but they are the only mated pair ever questioned about being wrong for each other. They are the only mated pair people question the cauldron over.

We know the asteri/daglan look at every species beneath them as food. So what if the cauldron bond is purely based off of pairing people who can have the strongest offspring? This would create stronger “food” for the asteri. We know when Elain went into the cauldron Azriel was also shot w a bloodbane arrow. Which nullifies/dampens mate bonds while a person is infected in it. In Acowar when Feyre is infected with faebane(faebane=bloodbane) Rhysand cannot feel the mate bond.

“I wondered if Rhys was looking for me. If he’d felt the silence. I should have gotten a message out. Told him I was going and how to find me. The faebane—that was why the bond had sounded so muffled.”

“No matter that the bond between Rhys and me … I couldn’t so much as feel it. A numbness had spread through me. I needed to get out—now.”

“As if he’d heard it down the bond, Rhys finally murmured, “When the bond went dark, I thought …” Fear—genuine terror shadowed his eyes,”

So what if the cauldron chose Lucien as Elains mate then because he was strongest at that moment?

✨Is it possible Elain has two mates?✨

What if Azriel is Elains Mother Mate and Lucien is her cauldron mate? Azriel has shown more mate behavior towards Elain then Lucien Has. (Him lending her truth teller but no one else, Him willing to die to save her from hyberns camp, Him bleeding out and injured and carrying her through the camp not willing to get looked at until he knows she’s ok, him figuring out she’s a seer when no one else could, his shadows wanting to physically attack Nesta for insulting Elain, Him getting angry when remember hyberns kidnapping in Acosf, His bonus chapter ect) Madja also points out in Acowar a mate would know what’s amiss and Lucien couldn’t figure out what was wrong with Elain but Azriel did and It helped her get better. In Acosf it’s pointed out how Lucien is fine living away from Elain and that’s not typical for mates. SJM has also said it is possible for someone to have two mates.

✨Lucien and Elain don’t act like typical mates✨

When Elain was taken back to the Night court in Acomaf Lucien doesn try to go after her for months. Now keep in mind at this point Lucien thought the she was kidnapped to the Night Court & that they were their enemy and did awful things to woman. He doesn’t try to go after Elain himself for months but asks Tamlin to go get her. In Acowar when Jurian is making jokes about Illyrians r*ping Elain again Lucien says nothing. It’s Tamlin who says something to Jurian. In Acomaf when everything is going on at Hybern and the sisters are about to be thrown in Its Tamlin who first tries to attack the king to stop him from throwing the sisters in. Then when Tamlin is trying to stop this Lucien then acts. If Lucien knew Elain was his mate before the cauldron he should have had a reactions as soon as Elain was brought in tied up.Logically Even though he didn’t know she was his mate , mate instincts should have kicked In subconsciously. The way we see Kallias’s did trying to protect Viviane before there mate bond snapped. The way Cassian tried crawling towards Nesta before she got thrown in. The way Rhysand was was screaming when amarantha attacked feyre before he knew they were mates. Then in Acosf he is fine living away from his mate. Elain is fine with him living elsewhere. Another big difference is Lucien and Elain find out they are mates and started talking yet Elain later on starts to like Azriel. There is a lot of hints Lucien is starting to feel something for Vassa too. With every other mated pair once they meet even if they didn’t end up together right away they didn’t start having feelings for or start anything w anyone else. We see after Feyre spent time with Rhysand UTM things start to fall apart between her and Tamlin. After Nesta and Cassian meet they don’t date or have feelings for anyone else. (Yes in the beginning of Acosf nesta was sleeping with other men but she didn’t have feelings for them she was using them as a coping mechanism.)Once Aelin Met Rowan her and Chaol were over for good. Once Bryce met Hunt there was no one else. All other mated pairs also have chemistry. Even when they had enemies to lovers things going on and seemingly couldn’t stand each other there was always attraction and tension. There is none of that with Elain and Lucien. & lastly we know mates make each other better. Elain and Lucien make each other worse. In Acosf it is said Elain shrinks in on herself and loses her newfound boldness around Lucien. She actually reverts around him. Lucien is sad around Elain and can’t stand to be in the same room as her. They are both stilted and uncomfortable around each other.

✨It’s also interesting in Acowar that when Feyre is questioning E/ucien we are introduced to the fact that not all mate bonds are love matches and that the bond can be rejected.✨

✨If Azriel was Elains mate wouldn’t he know by now?✨

Would he though? So far in the books we haven’t met anyone who had multiple mates? Theoretically what if he is feeling something with a mate bond for elain but he doesn’t know it’s actually a mate bond he’s feeling because she already has a mate and doesn’t think it’s a possibility? You ever wonder why he has a physical reaction to E/uciens mating bond? We have never seen this before….

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To me it’s very telling that in Azriels bonus chapter he directly questions the cauldron over Elain and Lucien and then The very next book we find out the cauldron was in fact corrupted so he was right to question it. We also find this out in a crossover he is heavily involved in 👀

Now am I saying I 100% think Azriel and Elain are mates too? No. Right now in the books Elain and Lucien are mates. But am I ruling out the possibility of all this? No im not doing that either. There are many ways this could play out. I also think there is a possibility E\uciens mate bond is a fake bond. The way Rowan and Lyrias was. I would personally love for Elain and Lucien to both reject their bond and choose love over the mating bond. Elain with Azriel & Lucien with Vassa. I think that would give us two seperate epic romances.

I can’t deny though that something is off with Lucien and Elains mate bond. I also can’t deny that Azriel does act like a mate more then Lucien. I think SJM left herself ALOT of options and possibilities. I think regardless of which way SJM takes Elains story her book will really deep dive mate bonds and destiny vs choice.