#hnnnngh it's so good thank you

[screampied]

I think cult leader Geto would be so mean in bed but you wouldn't notice at first because it just starts as slightly backhanded compliments but by the time he's just straight up calling you a whore you're so cum dumb it just turns you on more

cult leader geto is sooooo sexy 🫦 he’d be so mean. imagine how he’d be when he finds out his degradation only turns reader on 🤭. oh i need him, he’s a freak af too i bet he’s def into getting his hair pulled. cult leader geto loves a girl who’s just as kinky as him hnnnngh

hiiii nonnie !!!! ughhh i wanna spoil toji too <3 he’s so bear bf coded. AAAAAA that would be so good, imagine ridin him after he comes home from a long day. showerin his face with kisses down his neck while we release his pent up stress. UGH I WANT HIMMMM. ur right when we’re done he’d give us all types of praises n wrap his strong beefy arms around us 😔

THANK YEWWWW 🙈🙈. he makes me feel things ngh. love writing sub gojo he’s so <3 thank u for reading tho !!! there’ll def be more sub gojo in the works hehe

IT CROPPED OUT UR ASK BUT HIIII NONNIE <3 i hope your cramps lessen ☝️. same, im dealin with em myself ugh shark week sucks major sweaty balls. but my day was good !!!! gettin ready to sleep actually, m just finishing up these edits of these paper covers i gotta submit by tmrw. 🙆‍♀️ i hope your day was well !!!

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12, 13, 14, 15, 21 & 22 for the character ask for Matsuda. :)

Yayyyy thank you for the ask!! :D

Get ready because I feel like I'm gonna write an essay and a half about The Guy

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Oh geez, I feel like I have so many. How can I pick one?

A random one is that Matsu is the kind of guy to like lying on his bedroom floor. Like, if he had a rough day? Floor Time. He's contemplated so many things while staring at his ceiling. It really helps him feel grounded; when his brain is screaming at him to Do Something, it can help to just lay down and think through stuff.

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

@lawlietscaramels sometimes uses 🦆 for Matsuda, so that emoji now reminds me of him. I keep forgetting to ask lei why they chose a duck, but it feels weirdly fitting haha. Matsuda's just a duck kind of guy, I suppose.

Matsuda seems like he'd use emoticons as punctuation. Stuff like :D and :'( help get his point across in messages when his tone might be read incorrectly (especially when he's messaging someone who can't read sarcasm in an email, Ide). If he's feeling a little extra (and/or texting Misa) he'll use over-the-top emoticons like ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ because he finds them fun and silly! Also, I think he'd do 😔 a lot, both irl and over the internet.

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

I don't know the right word for it, but you know the aesthetic of, like, a bowling alley carpet? That's how his vibes are too me. Like, he's casual and fun, and I associate him with dark tones offset by bright neons.

As far as how he'd actually dress (outside of what we see in canon, where he's wearing a suit 99% of the time), I feel like it'd be kinda close to goblincore? This is kinda based on me googling and poking around sites, so I might be off with this 😅 I do think he'd love a chunky earth-tone sweater and corduroys, though. Something cozy and casual, you know?

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

hnnnngh why do you have to do this to me /lh I'm gonna talk about a few of them because I can't help myself they're all so good.

I love so many for different reasons! I think my favorite right now is probably MatsuIde, because I really enjoy their dynamic and banter. Also there's so much hurt/comfort potential with these two post-Kira. I feel like, after everything's happened, they have this connection to each other because they feel like no one else can really understand what those 5 years were like. This is true for the entire Task Force (and I like AizaMatsu for similar reasons), but with MatsuIde it just hits different, you know? Maybe it's because they spend so much time together onscreen (on panel?).

LawTsuda is probably my favorite ship for the first half of the manga/anime. Emotional intelligence vs. Logical intelligence is a ship dynamic that I fall for every single time, and Matsu and L have those respective traits in spades.

I also am a Canon One-Sided MatsuLight truther, lmao. Matsuda having a crush on Light feels so right but so wrong, and it really helps put parts of the second half into context. Like, Matsuda shooting Light hits so much harder that way, idk. Imagining a world where this ship is healthy is difficult but I find their dynamic so so interesting. Matsuda you deserve so much better but I can't help myself sorry.

TL;DR- MatsuIde is probably my fav overall, LawTsuda is my fav for the first half, MatsuLight is the crunchiest.

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

My answer to both questions has to do with writing his impulsivity. His priorities differ a lot from other characters, and that changes what details he pays attention to and how he reacts to information. It also means that he's going to act irrationally in the name of Doing Something. Which is fun to play with! In chapters 9 and 10 of Weekend At Ryuzaki's, for example, I was trying to give off the idea that Matsuda is being quickly backed into a corner, which causes him to make a lot more mistakes and hasty decisions.

But on the other hand, writing an unpredictable character acting unpredictably while also making it satisfying and interesting to read is really hard. Like, I don't want him to seem like he's randomly bullshitting his way to answers that move the plot along. He has reasons for doing things in the heat of the moment, even if his reasons aren't exactly logical.

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?

I like to read just about anything with the "Matsuda Touta is Not an Idiot" tag, lol. Because he's not, really. Sure, he acts without thinking sometimes, and his thought process is very different from L's and Light's, but he's not an idiot. I like fics where he solves or helps solve the Kira murders, but his line of logic is different than the one used by L/Near in canon.

It's really hard to think of things in fic I don't like, to be honest! I guess one would be the Matsuda/Sayu pairing. I just find it kinda icky given that one scene in canon with them together. If they are both older, and it's a small part of an otherwise compelling fic, I can usually forgive it, though.

[resurrection-of-soul]

Flashback | BIOHAZARD 9

Writer: Akira (日日日)

Characters: Koga, Rei, Kaoru, Adonis, Keito

Keito: That's... Otogari, was it? And what's this about "vampires"? What are you going on about? Rei: (Genuinely, what am I going on about?)

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Koga: (Nn~…?)

Rei: (? Whatever is the matter, Koga? Is there something bothering you?)

Koga: (Sorta. I'm just wonderin' how Adonis is holdin' up. I mean, we barely had anythin' to do with him around this time, right?)

Rei: (I was acquainted with him prior to this. If memory serves, after I facilitated his introduction to thee, the two of you began to take lessons together, yes?)

Koga: (Yea. But it was only from time to time, we didn't really make a habit of it or anythin' 'til way later… Not 'til he officially joined us.) (In other words, we only started hangin' out regularly after DEADMANZ was reborn as UNDEAD.) (What the heck was he actin' so reserved for back then? He wouldn't even show up to lessons unless I kept botherin' him about it.)

Rei: (That child can be surprisingly shy for such a tough-looking boy. 'Twas especially so back then.) (That said, once he opens his heart to someone, he becomes sweetly, wholeheartedly devoted to them. That part of him is quite reminiscent of thee, is it not? Both Kaoru-kun, as well as Puppy¹ ♪)

Koga: (Hah? Who the hell're you callin' a dog when you're the one who can't stop waggin' your tail at us right now?) ²

Kaoru: (Ahaha. To be honest, I'm kinda curious about Adonis-kun's whereabouts too. In a situation as incomprehensible as this, I'd like it if we could stick together, y'know?)

Koga: (Ngh~ Hnnnngh~! Damn, it's no good. Seems like we really can't separate from our past selves, huh? It's gonna be hard to search for Adonis like thi—)

Adonis: (There is no need to search.) (I am right here.)

Kaoru: (Is that you, Adonis-kun?!) (That gave me quite a scare… You've gotta, like, properly let us know if you're there, okay?)

Adonis: (I'm sorry. I was confused by the situation and did not understand what was going on until I heard your conversation.)

Rei: ('Tis completely understandable. After all, though we can hear one another's voices, our eyes perceive naught.) (Even when in close proximity to one another, 'tis impossible to discern another's presence until words are spoken.)

Adonis: (Yes. I'm not a very talkative person, so I'm at a bit of a disadvantage and having a hard time dealing with the situation.)

Koga: (Speakin' of which. We're just standin' around chattin' like it's normal, but why are you even here, Adonis?)

Adonis: (Do you mean that philosophically?)

Koga: (That ain't it! I just mean there's that whole thing where we can only exist here if we stick close to our past selves 'n— Ah damn it, now I'm lost too!)

Kaoru: (Feels like I'm gonna lose my mind at this rate… But um, basically, if Adonis-kun is here, the past Adonis-kun should also be nearby, or something like that?) (That's like, totally weird, right? I mean, we didn't hang out at all back then?)

Adonis: (I also thought it was weird. For some reason, Sakuma-senpai attacked me earlier.)

Rei: (Huh? Have I erred again, somehow?)

Adonis: (It wasn't the "wagahai" Sakuma-senpai, but rather the "ore-sama" Sakuma-senpai.)

Rei: (Thank you for the easy-to-follow explanation. However, thinking back on it, I do not believe I ever truly referred to myself using "ore-sama.") (Just where has that misconception come from? I, for one, would lay the blame solidly at Koga's feet. As he has modeled himself after my former self, everyone is simply swept up under the mistaken assumption that I once spoke as he— )

Koga: (The hell? You tryin' to say Adonis gettin' attacked was my fault?)

Rei: (Nay, 'twas not my intention… I meant only to say this situation is truly bizarre.) (All four members of UNDEAD, whose paths rarely crossed back in this era, have now gathered together here. Yet I have no recollection of any such event. Just what is the cause of the discrepancy between this scene and our memories? And, more pressingly, what meaning does that discrepancy hold?)

Adonis: (If you cannot figure it out, then there is no way we can.)

Rei: (Yet I am also not an omniscient and omnipotent god… Ah, quiet a moment. It seems something important is occuring between our past selves.)

Rei: Haha. Sorry ya had to go through the trouble of comin' all the way out here, but the case has already been solved. The culprit behind the "vampire attacks" is this guy.

Adonis: …

Keito: That's… Otogari, was it? And what's this about "vampires"? What are you going on about?

Rei: (Genuinely, what am I going on about?)

Adonis: (Even if you ask me, I do not know either.) (I do remember an incident occurring around this time. But I do not remember anything about vampires.) (Actually, wasn't that incident the reason we became UNDEAD?)

Rei: (Ahh, now that thou dost mention it… I do indeed recall something of the like. What fond memories.) ('Twas both DEADMANZ's final case, as well as UNDEAD's first.)

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Rei doesn't actually call Koga "wanko" here, however…

This line translates literally to "Who's the one wagging his tail at who?" In JP, to "wag your tail" is a saying meaning to flatter/suck up to someone. So, following on from Rei's speech about how sweet they all are, the implication is very much a combination of "man, you're being embarrassingly mushy right now" and "okay now who's the dog here?" but the latter would be a nonsensical statement to just suddenly insert into this convo in ENG, and I didn't want to ditch the dog pun completely (Koga makes so many dog puns).

[gwynbleiddyn]

💗🔮🍆📀⭐️🔥 for Mr Mio please señor!

💗 What would your OC say is their best feature? Why? What do their friends / family / lover(s) / people they know think is their best feature and why?

i think we all understand Mio's vanity is a character in itself by now but to get all Deep and Introspective about it, there is something to be said for how manifestation in physical form is a belief that his culture very much celebrates and upholds. statues, carvings, reliefs, paintings -- art mediums that intentionally capture the form of a person are revered as ways to shape that person into what they would like to be. you make an image of yourself that you love, that other people love, and the power behind that concept is a kind of magic that will shape you.

it's not a hard bridge to cross then, when you think of how many paintings and portraits mio must have sat for. how many statues of his forefathers he walked past every day. he was surrounded by people that deliberately made themselves works of art, so it's easy to see how the trait fell into him too.

it's a little complicated for mio to point out something he likes about himself now, because he doesn't look much like the prince that now exists only in portraits around Raqasr, or in murals, or in statues. static pieces and remnants of the boy he was. he feels irrevocably changed and not in a way he has any control over, so he's a little uncomfortable in his skin and is mostly choosing to ignore that right now.

objectively speaking though if he just looked at himself in a mirror, i think he would like his eyes. they're a gem-like green (so often called malachite for good reason lol) that is very typical of the Basekh family, you can see it in generations going back, and i think Mio likes that connection. it's a part of him that's genuine, and it doesn't hurt that people think they're pretty :) little self-esteem boost thank u

his family... i mean. it's hard to say, they haven't seen him in a while. i like to think that once upon a time, his younger brothers would've said his hugs were the best thing about him - always warm and safe, even when they were being shitheads to him. he protected them without question, until he wasn't there. that's been hard to reconcile.

lovers... loaded question. two i can speak for - i know one would say his words because that was what she valued most, knowing that he couldn't lie to her the way he could lie to everyone else. the second might say his shoulders, in the most point-blank, blunted statement ever, but he means the shoulders of atlas that shored up a world of incorrigible expectation, and he has never forgiven certain people in Mio's life for that. i think Mio is afraid to consider what Diric might say - he found Diric at a point of significant change in his life when he wasn't really sure of who he was, he felt like an amorphous creature that was just kind of fitting his surroundings, playing to the needs of the party, so his demeanour and his behaviour may have been hard to pin down over that time. he likes to think he was fun and gave Diric some light in his life which, in Mio's pov, seemed to be cast in a long shadow.

i accosted the crew for input from his party members so have some quotes:

"Alar likes Mio because they have similar vibes, like they can be goofy or serious together. But he also likes that they have a, as far as Alar is concerned, a strong relationship that to others might not look like it is built on much.

They keep pretty much all info on a need to know basis, but that allows them to work on a 'If I have told you or asked about this, even without all the info, I need you for this' system." - from eddy who graces us with Alar, aka Mio's frat bro bestie, they're a couple of ride or die aasimar out for vengeance and redemption

"dir just loves mio in total ok he can't explain what specifically he just do T_T he loves mio's drive, loves how he can be silly, just. hnnnngh" im keeping the hnnngh because that resonates with me thank u @soulventure91 <3

and then ur delicious response which im chewing up:

"Zin… hm. Now would they love it, or are they just jealous of it? Mio’s presence, his charm, his panache, his knowledge, his Charisma that oozes through every hole in Mio’s body and how he gets people to listen and pay attention in just the right ways, they want to be like that, but also recognise the effort that goes into maintaining that. So it’s both a covetous affair and something to admire from afar. But also his general devotion and drive, his perseverance and ability to stick to his guns, that’s something they do find attracts them to him."

also several reports for his ass as his best feature

🔮 Star gazing or cloud watching? Hand-holding or snuggles? Early mornings or late nights?

oh, star gazing!!! the stars over Akhenaton.... especially if you ride out a little bit into the desert bluffs or the tombs outside the city, they're beautiful and endless. and it's nice sometimes to be spared the intense heat of the sun, but still see its light reflected in the moon.

hand holding, for sure. he doesn't mind snuggles but he doesn't generally like being crowded for long, while holding hands affords him the closeness without the problem of someone being up in his space.

early, early mornings, when the dawnlight spills out like a softly breaking wave, the pink-purple glow that preludes the inevitable sunrise... the smell of warmth on the air, encroaching... when the river is still and gentle and the world isn't watching him for a moment. yes.

🍆 Tea or Coffee or Hot Chocolate? Sweet or Spicy? Fruits or Vegetables?

well i really thought this emoji was implying another kind of question

i think coffee! it's something he would have had a lot back home, and it carries a kind of warm nostalgia for him.

spicy spicy spicy

i think probably vegetables, purely on the basis of prevalence and versatility in dishes. the farms of Akhenaton were bountiful thanks to the river delta and the nutrients stored there, so veggies came up in abundance as opposed to the more seasonal-dependant fruits.

📀 How easy is it to shock your OC? To confuse them? To lie to them, to manipulate them? How are they with feelings of trust? Can your OC be trusted?

i think shock and confusion don't tend to creep up so much in Mio's obvious responses, whether that's because he deliberately doesn't show it or doesn't feel it, kind of hard to say. he's dealt with a lot in his life, he's seen a lot - people are fucking unhinged, especially in royal courts where there's plenty to gain - and he's extremely well versed in liars and manipulators, because he is one. however, the current thread in Faelethris that seems to be unravelling is one that i think Mio is genuinely out of his depth on. the swarm of devils and fiends that appear to be threatening his city is not only a situation he has no control over, it's a situation that is utterly sacrilegious to his devotion. that's shocking to the core. he's scrambling to find purchase on something before he goes diving in, which is where his intent on searching the Shadowfell and finding the Raven Queen is coming from.

trust is a difficult line to walk for Mio. there's few people he trusts implicitly, and he usually always likes to have some measure of control over a situation where his life or reputation might temporarily fall into someone else's hands. and i think in return, he doesn't enjoy being burdened with trust from others - partly because he knows he isn't entirely honest and upfront, and partly because that leaves him vulnerable if he fucks it up. it's something he's slowly unpicking by virtue of being surrounded by a party that he often has to rely on to keep him safe and mostly sane.

trusting Mio is very much at ur own risk because as i've said before he will absolutely drop a bitch for the sake of his gods

⭐ What is your OC afraid of? Any crippling phobias or some such? How do they act when scared and what helps them calm down? Does anyone ever find your OC scary? Why?

he's not a huge fan of the dark or being on the edge of something that is very high up. like purely on a practical level, these things suck, yes he has darkvision, yes he can fly, no it doesn't make a DIFFERENCE IT'S ABOUT THE RANCID VIBES

but there are certainly more insidious things that scare him! the whole experience with Laz's magnificent mansion that got twisted by the fucked up Weave in shadereef - that was terrifying. i think in that instance, what scared him was that he felt like he did when Akhenaton was attacked. the horror of the unknown, the oppressive darkness, the creeping stench of rot and decay. logically he understood the two situations were very, very different, but the feeling that it invoked was horrible. he's still on edge now, and you see that he can be sharp and almost cruel - he's not a malicious person in combat, but the way he killed that erinyes was a pointed statement from a very, very scared man. fear makes him throw up all his defenses, everything that says 'keep away' because it's such a vulnerable emotion and he fucking hates people seeing his vulnerability.

🔥 Give us a list of general likes and dislikes, such as colours, textures, music, weather and other stuff!

likes:

colours - warm tones, oranges and yellows and golds. white or black contrasts. metallics in gold and bronze and brass. PTHALOGREEN. sometimes turquoise. the yellow-toned blues. he loves loves loves colour, and his armour is devoid of it but his formal attire is drowned in it. Just Something To Muse On,,,,

textures - he is a DECADENT BOY when it comes to fabrics - silk, satin, luxurious materials that slide over the skin. warm sand through the fingers. cool water lapping at his ankles. the wiry hairs of a lion's mane. smooth gemstones. the dense weight of platinum in his hand, versus the softness of gold. he is a tactile person, and textures sit quite strongly in his mind.

music - the combination of heavy drums and powerful voices is something Mio likes, because it's very reminiscent of numerous songs that come out of festivals and celebrations in Akhen. i think more than anything though he just likes to hear singing.

weather - this is the obvious one, but hot, dry days where the sun is blazing and it almost feels too heavy to move. nothing better than lounging around like a glorified housecat in the shade while you sip on fantasy margaritas by a river.

dislikes:

colours - he's not a huge fan of pastel type colours, he doesn't generally like greys and muddy colours, all for the same reason: no vibrancy or life to them. he is like a silly little bug that lands on the brightest and loudest flowers in the garden and nothing else.

textures - coarse things, rough hewn fabrics, heavyweight fabrics are all BLEH. he doesn't like the way linen creases so he has to get it flattened constantly. he's particular about the skin on certain fruits - god forbid anyone leave a little of the rind on the oranges. he also hates rose-cut gemstones because why. also when metal drops onto marble = BAD NOISE, BAD TEXTURE, BAD TIME ALL AROUND. ceramic on marble is okay tho, crunchy and satisfying.

music - overly long piano pieces are a blight upon the upper echelons of operatic society, and he will cry if he has to attend any more recitals.

weather - snow and cold and frost and anything that demands he put on a coat. this includes cold northern rain or maritime fronts. tropical rain is okay, mostly.

[decaffeinatedgalaxyprince]

god, you’re so cute when you beg, prince. such a good pet. beg a little more for me and i’ll consider it.

🌺

hnnnngh yes miss, thank you for letting me beg, miss, thank you. oh god miss i'm really close to bursting, i don't know how much longer i can hold it, it's really an emergency and i've been so good, miss, i promise, i've been trying so hard to be good and i haven't leaked a single drop for the whole 3 hours i've been holding it! all that water and tea and ginger ale, and i'm almost done with the ginger ale and oh god its so hard to hold it, im just using my muscles since my legs and spread and my handds are typing, oh godddd miss i have to pee so badly, miss, please may i be allowed to pee, miss? please may i be allowed into the bathroom again? please can you unlock it for me?

[cosmonautwrites]

Hello, since ao3 blocked the guests... I just want to say, hnnnnngh your sith obikin fic and your trans Ani fics got me in a chokehold, thank you so muchhhh hnnnngh its some good stuff for spring uwu

THIS MADE MY ENTIRE FUCKING DAY. SCRATCH THAT. THIS MADE MY ENTIRE FUCKING WEEK. WAAAAAAAAAAUGH THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU IM GIVING YOU A BIG HUG RN

[mo0nchhild]

thank you for the tag :)

Favorite driver: Charles Leclerc (last weekend gave me LIFE)

Other favorite drivers: Alex Albon, Oscar Piastri, Lando Norris from the current grid honorary mention to Sebastian Vettel

Least favorite drivers: hnnnngh i don't hate any drivers in particular, some i just care less about than others i'd say. couldn't even tell you who😭

Do you pull for the drivers or the teams: more so for the drivers than the teams i feel like, but i do enjoy a good heartbreak with ferrari

Which team do you pull for: ferrari, unfortunately. williams, unfortunately

How long have you been into F1: about one year, my first gp was miami 2023! rare race with absolutely no incidents, sc, yellow/red flags etc. i was still really excited haha

What got you into F1: masterful procrastination of studying for my maths a-levels (got recommended compilations by the official yt channel, then funny moments compilations and it all went downhill from there)

Do you enjoy fanfic/RPF: personally i don't, but i'm really happy for all the people who find joy in it :D

How do you view new fans: please i'm still a new fan myself at the ripe age of one year of watching f1, but a warm welcome to everyone who's been getting into it lately

If you could take over as team principal, for a team, which would it be and why?: oh heavens no i would crumble under the pressure 😭

Are your friends and family into F1?: family not rn, my dad was a senna fan back in the 90s so average dad i'd say lol and my mum hates that i watch it lmao yes my og f1 friend accidentally kickstarted a little thing in our friend group where she kinda got me into it and then we joined forces to persuade two other friends to start watching loool and then there's my lovely mutual @bohnsky who i've been on this journey with since the beginning basically :)

Are you open to talking to other fans/making friends?: yeah sure :)

feel tagged if you want to do this!

F1 Tag Game! Tag some people you'd like to get to know better!

Tagged by: No one, I'm a force to be reckoned with.

Who is your favorite driver?: George Russell!

Do you have other favorite drivers?: Alex Albon, Pierre Gasly, Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Charles Leclerc - I like all but 3, really.

Who is your least favorite driver?: Sighs, I don't like admitting to this, but...It's a toss up between three. I'll just name one for now - Alonso.

Do you pull for drivers or do you like teams as well?: I pull for both, really!

If you like teams, what team do you pull for?: Ferrari, Williams, Alpine, McLaren.

How long have you been into F1?: I've watched casually (VERY casually) for a few years but I haven't actually FOLLOWED the sport until the start of this season.

What got you into F1?: My fiancé rekindled my love and got me and my entire family into it right after my grandmother passed literally days before the start of the season. He really brought us a lot of light in a time where we needed it most.

Do you enjoy Fanfic/RPF?: I do. RPF is just a fantasy play world, like a dollhouse. Holds no bearing on the real world - as long as you can separate the two, you're good.

How do you view new fans?: No issue. We were all new fans once, weren't we? Some may barge in with wild takes and hell I probably still do, but overall I think they are just looking to find some friends to help them learn the sport a bit better and then will be integral parts of the fandom once they acclimate!

If you could take over as team principal for any team, who would it be and why?: That's such a stressful job and I am not built for stress. It would have to be like, jesus, I can't really pick. I would do no better than anyone up there doing it right now LOL but I guess it would be COOL to pull Williams up from the depths, yeah? Sorry, James.

Are your friends and family into F1 as well?: Yeah! My parents and sister (and BIL) are into it, my grandpa enjoys it, my fiancé, and then a few of my best friends really enjoy it as well!

Are you open to talking to other fans/making friends?: Always. That's pretty much the only reason I'm here aside from just showcasing my love.

Tagging: @13834 @chilling-seavey @camilleisback @watercolor-hearts @alex-kresnik

@placna @thatsluttylittlesoupcanwaist @alpinegasly @abovecalamity @ohblimeygeorge

@mrgasly @osh-my-prince @oscar-hourglass-piastri @kissingwalls @peachyy-tea

@theluckyalien @faithshouseofchaos @scrappyracers @williams-spare-chassis

@grnherbs @afriques @memoriesofyellow @oscarrrpiastri @georgegraphys

@allphatauri @rubywingsracing @canihavemyhoodieback @landoom

@knut-ut @garykingz @future-oscarwinner @blimeycrikeygeorge @cacklingblobbittyrabbitty

@verstappen1-fan @geochals @ablogtocheck @luna-sibuna-trying @moodymoony71

@ribenab @litany-writes @llenne-siu

@starssfall @petrifying-risotto @its-avalon-08 @spabutterfly @vaniadels

@gnatthefly @1df1fan

I tried to tag everyone I most often see in my notes/in my DMs/in my inbox and who are mutuals <3

[ryonello]

you all ready for the octrain ?

[iwanttogivebirth]

Imagine a couple both being pregnant and gently pressing their tummies together and taking turns kissing their and rubbing their bellies with each other and when they go into labour they are both scared and nervous but keep helping each other through and once their babies are born they help clean off the babies and gently cuddle together living in pure bliss and happiness

Omg that's so cute I'd love to be in that type of situation

There I see her my beautiful wife with our little one in her as she relaxes on the couch, her full term belly weighing her down as I try to sneak behind her to surpise her "it's uselesss hun you can't be sneaky with a full term belly" she says as I approach her from behind.

"Damn it, I was hoping to catch you off guard" I say as I slowly sit next to her before feeling a kick "oh my god oh my god babe!!! It kicked" I say as I raise my shirt exposing my belly, her hands going to my belly right as the baby stops kicking she chuckles before kissing my belly.

I blush deeply as my hands go towards her pelly patting it and rubbing it before I kiss her lips "I love you so much, I wouldn't want to be having babies with anyone else in the world" I say making her blush this time as we begin cuddling each other and rubbing each other's gravid belly.

one week later

I grunt as I pull myself into a squat while holding on to our bed, my pussy beginning to bulge painfully "hooo you're hnnng doing so g-good hun huuuuu" my wife stutters out through the pain as her own baby is about to crown, even though she's in a much more advanced stage of labour she's still there for me.

"hmmmmnnnghuh" I grunt as I push, while I wait for my next contraction my wife pushes again "mmmmnnnaaaah it buuuurns" she whimpers as the head reaches it's widest point and she fall to her back, I quickly put one hand on her penireum for counter pressure while the other I help her lips stretch.

I start to feel the need to push again but I need to be there for her "hooo hooo hooo hnnnnnghaaAAAH" she yells as with the next push the head pops out of her, while she rests as the baby turns I push again "MMMnnnnnguuuuh huuuh" I groan as my pussy begins to painfully stretch.

My wife's hand goes for mine as we prepare to push together "Haaaaaaaaannmmmmmghhaaaah haaa haaa" she pants out as her baby slides out of her , it's a girl! I push silently before my baby starts crowning "huuuh ooooh god it's g-gonna split me in haaaa-half hoooo" I whimper as my pussy lips burn with incomprehensible pain.

As I prepare for the next push my wife goes to my pussy to help me stretch as she pleasures me, the umblical cord still hanging out of her battered and sore cunt "huu thank you babe" I cry out before I start pushing again "hold on hun don't push too hard, you need to take this slowly, the head's big your labia neets time to stretch" she says to me.

I pant and groan as she massages my sore lips to help them slowly stretch around my babies head "alright sweetie give me a small push" she says, I obey her as I push "huuu hnnnngh" the head comes halfway out as I whimper in pain "you're doing so good hun don't worry, next push and the head will be out" she says picking up her baby and nursing her.

"mmmmmmnnnnghhhhaaaa" I groan as the head comes out with a gush of fluids, I hold on to the side of the bed with one hand as I wait for the baby to turn, my othe hand going to the head dangling in between my thighs "huuuuuuuummmmmmggghOOOOOOOH huuu huuu" I yell and pant as with one big push the baby pops out as I quickly catch him, it's a boy!

My wife scoots closer to me as she feeds and cleans her baby "you were amazing hun, so strong" she says as she approaches my lips for a deep kiss, I lean into the kiss as I let my own baby suckle on my milky nipples "not as amazing as you babe, you were there for me while you crowned" I say snuggling up to her as I clean my baby, can't wait to do this again.

thanks for the request it was loads of fun to write hehe

[icarus-suraki]

Holy fuck. I had a massive argument with my dad about how much I think work and work culture suck and his position is always something along the lines of “it’s not as bad as you think” and it struck me on my way back after that argument that of fucking course he doesn’t think it’s so bad! He’s been afforded actual respect for all of his professional life! He did work he enjoyed and was considered skilled at it. He’s been afforded a distinct level of respect, the likes of which I have never personally seen.

I have never been respected in a workplace for my skills, abilities, knowledge, whatever. I've never been quite good enough or, at best, "well, you'll do." I've never felt like anyone has actually appreciated what I can do.

And I’m fucking furious about that.

Maybe if someone actually respected me for what I can do, maybe I wouldn't find work so astonishingly fucking awful. But when you go in to work knowing that no one really respects what you can do, then of course it’s going to suck goats.

All my professional life, I was always getting told to go faster, smile more, be quicker, be more helpful, do more programs, take on more projects, join a committee, join another committee, start doing this, cold-call these people, why can’t you do this? you’re okay but not great... I have never been respected for what I can do.

If I could just get a little respect for what I can do and contribute in a work environment, yeah, I'd feel a lot better about it. But I've never really had that so far.

And it's like, holy fuck, is this it? Is this what's got me so messed up? That I feel overworked, underpaid, and unappreciated???

The last time I actually felt respected in my library work was when I got to develop a training course for "how to do reference work" because, lmao, I'm really good at reference work.

It's like, yeah, this is what I'm good at (it’s a constellation of skills, not just pure reference work). Thank you for noticing and appreciating that. But then it was just not enough, need more, come to my office, we need to talk, angry patrons, paid suspension... Hnnnngh...

Holy shit, I’m so angry about this. I’ve never felt respected in a professional capacity. I've always felt like I'm scraping by, bowing and nodding and trying so hard to be good but somehow never being good enough. What the fuck would it be like to feel like someone thought I was actually good at my job and not just “good enough”???

[deliriumsdelight7]

🌈🌿🎀💞🕯️💌?

Wow, so many asks! Thank you! I already answered rainbow, but there are two questions marked with a candle, so I’ll answer both.

🌿how does creating make you feel?

Like my life has a purpose. Writing fanfic and hearing that my stories have made people happy feels more meaningful than working my job.

🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing

Hnnnngh I’m no good at this. Um… I like to think I do a good job of tackling complex themes and giving them the nuance they deserve.

💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language

Characters, definitely. I love to see how putting them into different circumstances makes them grow in different ways.

🕯️was there a fic that was really hard on you to write, or took you to a place you didn't think it would take you?

I once deliberately gave myself a full-blown panic attack so I could write a scene with one later. Would not recommend. Don’t harm yourself for your art, kids! Other than that… my favorite works tend to delve into some of the shit I’ve experienced. The one that stands out to me is the latest chapter of Searching For Those Wasted Years. My home life was… not identical to Chrissy’s (and therefore Sophie’s) by any means, but there’s no shortage of similarities. In having Chrissy save Sophie from Laura, I’m also having Chrissy belatedly save herself, just as I’m belatedly saving myself. If that makes sense.

🕯️how do you think engaging with each other through tumblr, twitter, comments, kudos, creates healthy fandom experiences? How do you deal with that if you're not a social person/experience social anxiety?

Fandom engagement is so so so important! I’ve gotten some great ideas from comments people left on my fics, and getting that feedback also makes me motivated to keep going. However, I totally get the social anxiety thing. For people who are too shy to comment, I promise, you’re not bothering authors by commenting! If an author didn’t want comments, AO3 lets you shut them off. I’ve made some great friendships by commenting and receiving comments on fic.

💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!

I’ve been working on a fic for the Rumbelle fandom - a Swan Lake adaptation. I’ve been really struggling to get this chapter out, because what I plotted out was boring as hell. This chapter was sort of a, “I’m at point A, and I need to get to point B. The road between the two is boring as shit, but I can’t skip it, so I guess I’d better do my best.” But the characters took control, as they always do, and made this scene something I’m actually excited to write!

[yandere-flower]

I wanted to respond sooner but I just got the booster shot yesterday and my ass has been knocked the fuck out for so long hnnnngh

Overprotective kid and Desmond being like 🤝

“I like him, mommy! He’s cool!” Calling him daddy “on accident” for good measure because there’s no way that darling isn’t weak for her kid. Softens darling to the idea that maybe her crush on Des hasn’t faded after all these years.

Darling’s just like “ah, I’m so sorry Des—“ and Desmond, making eye contact with her kid— who’s giving not so subtle thumbs up— like “Nah, don’t worry about it. The kid’s never had a proper father figure, yeah?”

Starts taking darling’s kid around town on relatively safe calls. Nothing too drastic because he does still have a job. Says she shouldn’t have to pay for overpriced daycare services when he can keep her kid safe himself. Though it doesn’t happen all the time, it’s enough for her kid to actually start seeing Des as their dad.

“Family outings” becoming a frequent occurrence until Des convinces darling to leave her kid at a good friend’s place overnight. Just for a small dinner date. He’s all too familiar with her lovestruck gaze and he’d be damned if he turned her away this time.

Eventually convinces darling to move in with him. Doesn’t tell her that he bought a whole new house just to make sure they had enough space for her kid... and potentially another one.

(On that note, do you think Des would be gentler with childhood friend darling? Especially since he super regrets what he did to her the last time, and he has no intention of letting her get away a second time...

Also, I can image Des being a little salty that he didn’t get to see darling all swollen with her baby the first time, so he’s lowkey on a mission to see it for himself this time

Mans really wants to see her round with his kid, not that he doesn’t already treat darling’s kid like his own. The sneaky brat is the reason you’re tucked under his arm, safe in his home after all.)

— Urslanon 🐙

thank you for fueling this even more

Desmond thinking "man being a dad isn't hard" only to curse this childs existence because he can't fuck this kids mom whenever he wants

[yandere-sins]

I absolutely love the way you depict yandere!Sylvain! His ruthlessness when you set him off and his saccharine side when you show him an inkling of affection, coupled with his almost desperate desire to be loved... hnnnngh, so good. 💕

I do take pity on him with how you make the reader hurt him with cutting words though (thinking about the “I could fucking kill you right now” and the “you’re so cute when you’re struggling” prompts in particular), and was wondering if I could perhaps make a request where reader eventually develops Stockholm Syndrome so he can finally have his happy fantasy even if the reader is a bit broken?

Aww I haven’t been that mean, have I? Tehe (・ωｰ)～☆ Fine then, let’s cut the boy some slack! Thank you so much for requesting him, I took the liberty to change it more to broken rather than Stockholm as you know I am not into too much compliance, hope that’s okay! ^-^

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The plate set down in front of him was filled like always. You weren’t the greatest cook alive, but Sylvain appreciated every meal you prepared for him - especially with only the few ingredients he managed to bring to you. Being able to sit at the same table as you, eating and chatting about his day, was his absolute highlight after all the hours he spent away from you. It was the only time he could truly felt at peace.

You two munched away on the oozy soup you had prepared, spoon in one hand each and the others on top of the table. He eyed yours secretly, watching your fingers move and how the scars on your skin tightened when you did. Those were all his. It would have been much better if he could have littered your skin with hickies instead of scars, but those had to suffice now.

Sylvain remembered how every one of them happened, and he counted them at night when you laid in his arms, feeling them up with his hands. Even if his memories about his rage were fuzzy, since he always recounted every blemish on your skin, he knew when and how they appeared. A macabre way of worshipping this part of you, but it meant so much to him.

Lately, however, new scares had become rare. Both of you were relieved about it, especially Sylvain. To him, it meant that the struggles finally had ceased, and you accepted his love. His love, and more so, him. Nothing could have made him happier than that. Reaching forward slowly while he proceeded to eat, his fingers poked at yours, your hand flinching away in reflex. It upset him, but he too had bettered himself, and as such, he did his best to understand you.

But at least you didn’t yank away from his touch. Just a month ago, you’d probably have jumped up and attacked him verbally, but now you merely flinched before relaxing your hand again. Part of you probably remembered the many ways he touched you. Rough and unpredictable, to the point you were crying with his calloused fingers wiping away the tears. Those memories were what scared you in the moment of the touch, but you knew better than to resist it.

Playing with your pointer first, he caressed it tenderly, drawing around the outlines of it. You may have cringed a few times more whenever his roughed up fingertips got stuck on a scar or dry skin, but he was easing you into the touch. Slow and gentle, it was one way of showing his concern for you. It wasn’t long until he pushed his fingers into the gaps between yours, lifting your hand carefully as he felt you tense in discomfort before linking your fingers with each other.

Just like that, Sylvain had achieved everything he ever wanted.

A domestic meal with you while holding hands across the table, just like a couple of newlyweds. Even if it was quiet since you stopped speaking altogether days ago, you both were still here. Scars on your body, scars in your hearts, but you were together at least. Maybe it wasn’t the love out of books, and perhaps you two would never be able to converse what you truly felt. But the flame of love had won over the one of hate, and Sylvain was the one going out of this battle successfully.

“It was delicious,” he thanked you for the meal, his hand still holding yours tightly. Nodding, you stood up to clean the table, but he never loosened up his grip on you until you were right next to him. Instead of letting you do as you wanted, he put his arm around your legs and pulled you close, looking up at you with adoration in his eyes. “Can I get a kiss?” he asked innocently, smiling at you sweetly.

Though you hesitated, you eventually leaned down, kissing his forehead and making him chuckle. “That was sweet,” he sighed, and you felt his hand approvingly pat your thigh. “Now, can I get a smile?”

Looking at you expectantly, Sylvain was waiting for his smile. Some part of him wanted this prove of you still being capable of emotions like these, and another part wanted to test you. But you complied. What else were you supposed to do?

But as he watched your expression turn into a forced grimace, a smile so horrible on your body which was a mere empty shell, he finally began to realize that his reality was far less perfect than he wanted it to be.

[botanicallyinclinednerd]

finished season 4 finale. two words for you: fucking hell (affectionate)

firstly, i would like to kiss every one of their writers on the mouth (/p) because this is a Good ending (and a necessary one if you're doing a show with a gay main character, in 2014 may i add) and they did an incredible job throughout the show....

putting the audience through an emotional fucking rollercoaster first and foremost was incredible. not to talk about james right now but i believed thomas was dead for three fucking seasons. and only after they pulled the same shit with the supposed death of madi & john i begun to come to my senses & to think about the foreshadowing they've been doing since the talk of this "prison" began and i want to bite into my fucking shoe right now because there probably were many more about many other things that i didn't notice. i think that i wouldn't be wrong in saying that this show needs to be properly analyzed. all the foreshadowing, the symbolism, the intimacy between characters (be it platonic, romantic or any other and/or combined way) --they are so well-written. i love this show and i'm never going to recover from it. hnnnngh!

the flow of the tensions & the releases were amazing and i think that especially the anticlimactic releases were made that way, intentionally; and i once again would like to walk into the fucking ocean. and i personally felt those moments throughout the show many times and it was fucking uncomfortable and i loved it because of that. they managed to construct their characters so well that the characters themselves are the ones to write the story, they are the ones to control where it leads. and they were like i could make them worse and they Did. and i am screaming crying throwing up over this.

not to rant this much but just from the cinematography & visual arts standpoint, this show is a beauty to look at. i want to draw oil paintings of it, i want to fancy-print screencaps and hang them on my wall just to Look at them.

watching this show hurts like hell but also. it's so good i can't ever let go of it now.

and also, on a personal note, i like my fictional men a little bit Deranged, bit traumatized & pathetic around the edges. (maybe that's why i am simply Fascinated by james but that's an ask for another day) but speaking just for the characters of this show, i'm not sure "like" covers the range of feelings i have for each and every one of them. i'm no apologist but i will call them babygirl, i will give them a hug, and i will hold them by the hand and take them to therapy, knowing the shit they've done. yknow? they are my Blorbos. except rogers, peter ashe, alfred hamilton & eleanor. and edward teach. and billy (i'm a bit sad about that). fuck those slimy bastards.

you were right, the queer rep ball is not dropped, even in the show's finale; you were right, this show makes you want to stare into the ocean. i am never stopping rotating this show in my mind. i cried over this show, and it was worth every goddamn tear. what in the fuck. very happy to have watched it -not regretting a single thing. thank you for recommending it to me!! <33

-🏴‍☠️

Wooo!! Congrats on finishing the show Anon!! Welcome to insanity!!!

I appreciate the writers so much because I never thought about them for a second until I finished the show. Cause like you said, the characters construct their stories, and there's so much delicate work the writers put into that and the foreshadowing and the mirrors and parallels and the themes, gosh I love this show. There are so many good dynamics and moments and ahhhhh

Every single moment of this show needs to be examined and dissected and it makes me very happy to have so much to unpack. They lowkey told us Anne and Jacks fates in SEASON TWO when Vane says that the two of them will probably be in charge of all the pirates one day, and it made me a bit insane when I noticed it.

Some of my favorite cinematic shots of the show is when they pan up from the water, usually its towards the start of the seasons and it always looks so cool.

The range of emotions on the characters is totally understandable. None of them are good people, the closest the show gives us to a "good" person is Featherstone, who is the epitome of "just some guy" I like some characters, hate others, love some and still others I'm neutral on.

I totally get loving characters at the end that you hated in the beginning. I did not like Silver at first, but holy shit was he too intresting to hate for long, and he became my second favorite by mid season 2. Vane also grew on my a lot over time, especially in season 3, when I hated him for a long time before that. And I fully agree on (almost) all those characters that you find slimy. I mean, you are correct, every single one of them ARE slimy, I am just a poor fucker who fell in love with Billy season one and never stopped. I think calling myself an apologist is a bit too strong of a word as I fully acknowledge that what he did was wrong and he is NOT a good person at the end, but the tragedy that is his character and his story just made me so sad that I couldn't bring myself to hate him, though I came close. I could go on forever about Billy but this ask isn't the best place for that lol.

This shows narrative started because James McGraw loved Thomas Hamilton and it ended because James Flint loved Thomas Hamilton and I love that very much. This show literally unburied their gays

I am so glad you enjoyed Black Sails!! All of the asks you've sent have been lovely and I would love to continue talking to you about it if you'd like!

[emerald-amidst-gold]

WIP Whenever

Thank you @dungeons-and-dragon-age for the tag! You got me at a good time because I got goodies~! >:D

Taking a break and playing Inquisition got the inspiration flowing again! So, I have some Solas and Mhairi bonding time! :D

I encountered the Dalish clan in the Exalted Plains, and this is what was born of it:

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“Da’len,” Solas approached where Mhairi was sitting on the log by the fire, arms at his sides and brow furrowed with subconscious concern. “...have you seen Fane by chance?”

He was beginning to get worried. For the more he searched the Dalish encampment, as small as it was here, along the creek of Halin’sulahn, the less he saw any hide or hair of Fane. His dragon was by no means hard to spot, hair like new fallen snow upon black cliff side and very presence dominating, even if the man sought to make himself unnoticeable. Although, in this instance, Solas knew why Fane was possibly making himself scarce; memories. Painful, painful memories. However, that was why it was imperative that he find the dual being, to stop a spiral before it became a vortex.

The young woman had seemingly been repairing the segment of her robes that had unfortunately met the edge of a Freeman’s blade when Solas spotted her. He himself was giving the other clan’s members distance, so it had taken him a bit to locate the young woman, but it was for the best. He, too, had difficult memories of the Dalish, blades brandished for naught but truth, words hurled in every direction that sounded home to his folly, that spread the guilt like he did plaster and paint. So, it was best for everyone, Inner Circle and Dalish, if he kept his ‘delusional stories’ and ‘maddened opinions’ to himself. He was busy at present, anyway. His own discomfort meant little when he knew there was someone suffering worse than he.

Mhairi blinked, the movements of her hands pausing from where they were delicately weaving twine and thread. Icy blue eyes and a youthful face marked with the maroon of June turned upwards to him, abandoning repairs to regard him easily.

“Fane?”, Mhairi said his sought after’s name, her slightly darker brows drawing together as she tilted her head a bit. “He was with you, wasn’t he?”

Solas shook his head, dread growing within his heart. “No.”, he said simply, doing his to keep tone calm, professional as he kept the connection of eyes that began to melt, concern beginning to show in them. “I have not seen him since before sunset. I presumed he had been with you. Evidently, I was mistaken.”

Mhairi’s delicate features turned downwards, petites hands curling within pure white samite bordered with pink vestment. “...You haven’t seen him at all? Maybe with Cole? Sera?”, she asked, lilting voice shaking a bit with a panic born of the past and all it harmfully bore for the two soulful siblings.

Solas shook his head at each question, letting his expression soften a bit. He had not wished to alarm the young woman, but he saw now that he had been foolish to think his inquiry would have done anything but. Fane had spoken of Mhairi’s anxiety concerning abandonment, and Solas himself had seen such an acute episode when the man had been thought lost in the Fade during Adamant. He should have been more delicate in his delivery, more aware of his words and the effect they had.

Ill-suited as ever, Solas berated within the safety of his mind, releasing a quiet sigh through his nose as he gazed down as the now fidgeting woman. Nails were picking apart sewn thread, undoing work redone without thought, and a deeper frown etched itself upon normally bubbly features. Ice-colored orbs were staring pointedly at the article, but were hazy, distant, lost to the flow of putrid memories. Solas matched the deep frown with a small one of his own, taking a tentative step towards where Mhairi was seated to kneel down in front of her.

He had to fix what he had wrought--in many ways, but for now, he would focus on a light that echoed as much of the past as his unaccounted for dragon did.

“Mhairi,”, Solas called out to the slightly trembling woman, keeping his tone soft, guiding. “Ir abelas. My words were poorly chosen. I didn't mean to alarm you, to cause you to fear.” He managed a tiny smile when long locks of platinum shifted with the rising of a head, reconnection. “I am sure your brother is close by. I merely have not been able to deduce where he may have gone when in concern to the Dalish. That is all.”

Solas watched as the slight tremors in pale hands and lithe shoulders lessened. There was still a concerned frown upon pink lips and the tell-tale signs of dampness upon ice-blue, but he had succeeded in drawing a bright mind back from the edge. At least, he hoped he had. It was hard to tell with his dragon’s sister, even if she was far more open than her sibling. Perhaps her inherent bubbliness blinded him at times, made him believe there were no troubles to ponder, nightmares to banish. Everyone had a mask they used to protect themselves, and he was truly foolish to forget that simple truth.

“N-no, I’m--”, Mhairi tried to say, but released only a shuddering sigh. Fingers begin to pluck and pull at thread once more, but with more care, more awareness this time.

Solas kept a watchful eye on the Dalish woman, noting her breathing was shaky, but not quickening with encroaching panic. The tremors had not returned, but neither had full light to her eyes. The spiral was still swirling, then. He would have to choose his words carefully, and carefully he shall.

“Take your time, da’len.”, Solas encouraged, gingerly reaching out with his own hands to still the ones curling and clenching into purity. His skin flinched a tad when Mhairi’s did, but relaxed when she did so in turn. “Everything will be right where you left it. It will not disappear, vanish as if but a dream.”

A sharp, but quiet intake of breath had Solas freezing up a bit, fear gripping his heart like an owl's talons snatched up a mouse. Had he spoken out of turn again? He had not meant to--!

“Ma serannas, lethallan.”

Solas blinked, the guilt and dread of his mind stilling as he refocused on the woman in front of him. Ice and turquoise regarded him kindly, serenity in their deepest depths and a watery, but grateful smile played with plushness of flesh, curving like the softest of a halla’s horns. Maroon ink was lax, further serenity carved into the heart shaped visage before him. There was no ridicule, no scorn, no retribution in any of those features, and that weighty revelation had Solas sucking in a steadying breath of his own, quiet, but deep. 

How many people would he continue to witness staring at him with such...forgiveness before his own mask cracked from the blow? He did not deserve that release, that depth of understanding and emotion from Mhairi, from Fane, from anyone, and yet, it was there--pure as the snow white hair of his beloved, gold as the spirit that cascaded down...down…

...one of his people.

Solas let his eyelids droop, gingerly taking one of Mhairi’s hands into both of his own. That echoing appendage was joined by its counterpart, squeezing with both as they joined to soothe in tandem. That silent gesture of understanding had Solas closing his eyes fully, heart tight, soul weeping for him to speak, to divulge. Why was he suddenly so overcome with the want to do such?

She would not understand, Solas chided himself, attempting to ward away how his whole being yearned to greet another soul like his dragon’s, like his. She would react adversely. For myself, and for her, I must keep the truth hidden. Now is not the time nor place for such things. There will be much to tell her when the time is right, from myself and Fane. She does not need that burden, that crisis of faith, now. Even if--no.

Solas let out a soft sigh, carefully slipping his hands from the warmth of Mhairi’s own to place them back within his lap. He registered the look of gentle confusion in both delicate features and twinkling eyes, but he once again shoved away the inherent urge to explain. He had let himself falter, allowed his mind to splinter, and now he would repair it, shore up the foundation so it may weather any other storm that would come to pass.

He must find the one who would hold his bloodied hand with one of their own, but even that laced his heart with guilt-filled poison. How much more would he touch and destroy before he perished? Two lights, and they would find themselves extinguished if he continued to be selfish, but...he couldn’t help it, couldn’t fight the want to belong, to be accepted.

To coexist. How pitiful he was. How pitiful.

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...You have no idea how hard I am resisting on making a female Fane to fully romance this wolf right now. I need to finish canon Fane first, but...HNNNNGH. I just want to analyze the hell out of how Solas changes with romanced Lavellan. *puts face on screen* He called Fane ‘lethallan’ the other day while I was playing, and I DIED AND SCREECHED. ...I always do. *slinks away*

Fun fact: At the beginning of my writing hobby, Solas and Mhairi were supposed to be romantically together! :D 

Tagging (if you wanna, you beautiful people! <3): @oxygenforthewicked @noire-pandora @little-lightning-lavellan @the-dreadful-canine @blueheaded

[trashcanfills]

Dear god why ok now i just had a weird mha dream with stain AGAIN. Like after some time i moved from mha fandom to dabble in other fandoms and then NOW MY BRAIN REMINDS ME OF MY FUCKING CRUSH ON THIS NOSELESS MAN after like how many months since that other vigilante dream with stain wtf hnnnngh pls brain stop doing to me

Ok but the dream was kinda interesting cus it was like an mha au of sorts. In the dream, I was of course a vigilante, and I didn’t display any visible evidence of quirk usage so i might have been quirkless? Was just hopping around the worse parts of various cities to stop crime happening whenever I can. Several times i just happen to encounter this other vigilante dude who was Stain when we chanced upon like the same crime scene.

Interestingly he wasnt known as a serial killer in this au, like yes he has apparently killed a few ppl but not specifically heroes or anything. He felt familiar to dream me for some reason and pretty sure it was the same for him so we became a bit more chill and friendly in our encounters.

We chatted a bit and apparently hes in the middle of an investigation of his own. He admits that he wasnt always a vigilante and had a kinda good life going for him, until sth happened that nearly resulted in his death and he became the person he was today. The circumstances resulting in his near-death were very suspect, which was what he was trying to look into.

It was implied that he was a Hero at some point so I filed that info later for research. I did some investigating on my own and from comparing his current self and his quirk to various other heroes that have been KIA, turns out he was an underground hero. Cant rmb the hero name tbh. But it hit me that this man was sb I had a history with, before I became a vigilante.

Flashback happens. Shows that both of us were classmates in the same hero high school. He was a loner like me, since we both disliked the class who wanted to be heroes for the wrong reasons. We became acquaintances, then friends once we realised we shared similar ideals of being a hero to help ppl. And uhh there was also a hint of something MORE btw us that I dont think we explicitly talked about (even tho we actually fucked once in his room or sth??? And we just end up not talking abt it for some reason?? Hnnnnngh???)

Closer to our time to graduation, we had plans to be heroes together. Oddly I had a really really bad gut feeling at this period of time, and told Chizome that he has to become a hero even if I didnt manage to, and that he has to move on even when Im gone. Which he was confused and upset by but I made him promise that cus you never know. I also wanted to talk to him abt the nature of our relationship, but before i could do that, something HAPPENED. And whatever it was I cannot for the life of me recall it but prob made me drop out of school and disappear altogether. Whatever happened I think really fucking spooked Chizome and made him grieve for me, but he made me that promise, and so he determined to continue being an underground hero, for his ideals, dreams and for that promise to me.

Dream me was confused and curious and also like wtf cus she didnt know she had known Stain, a close “friend” (cough cough) of hers before becoming a vigilante??? Which was weird af. There was a concerning gap of missing memories for a couple of months. I brushed it off earlier on apparently cus my memory was spotty in the first place, but usually i was able to rmb like the essentials of what happened in my life, so when I realised i couldnt rmb ANYTHING for this period of several months got me suspicious af. Earlier on I just thought I had dropped out of school to become a vigilante, but turns out it might be way more than that.

Cant fully recall details in the dream afterwards but it was strongly hinted that there was sth fishy going on wth the Hero commission grp and some weird gov conspiracy regarding the hero industry. That apparently Chizome was getting a bit close to while he was an underground hero which is why he got nearly killed. And then the dream ends here.

Oh boi this is such a fucking cool story idea cus I can imagine the story later on, dream me realises that whatever happened to her has got sth to do with the hero commission/gov conspiracy thing, like witnessing sth she wasnt meant to. Because of those realisations she decides to help Stain to on his mission, even though hes like no its dangerous and MY investigation and also secretly worried af for her. Then dream me might have chosen to tell him what she knows which means uhhh stain would realise that who she was and go from confusion to shock, and a whole bunch of confusing emotions plus rAGE cus someone/some grp had done this to her and also cus he still does care a lot abt her.

Whew ok this became like a fucking long post. I have figured out an ending I can put buuuut i aint gon spoil it just yet in case i might write this out cus damn. This also just made me realise I have a type, which is guys who are passionate and strong moral ideals they follow.

Thanks to anyone who managed to reach to the end here. This actually kinda reminds me of a stain x reader concept I had thought abt before. Prob might share it in a diff post uwu