#i hope this makes sense to anyone other than me

[wishingstarworld]

Astrid chewed her lip and clenched and unclenched her hands, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. She looked like she couldn’t decide between staying and bolting.

I, on the other hand, had completely forgotten how to breathe. I just stood there, staring at my wonderful girlfriend of three years. I could feel the orange juice start to overflow from my cup as I stood frozen mid-pour but it felt so far away.

“…what?”

She swallowed, hard, “I…I’m a wyrm…”

“A…wyrm…like…like a dragon?”

“Technically, a wyrm is closer to a serpent than a dragon. We don’t have wings or limbs in our true form,” she said automatically then winced, “But, uh…yeah.”

I blinked and slowly set the now empty jug on the counter. I was vaguely aware of the juice dripping off the counter onto the floor but I couldn’t find it in myself to care at that moment. “Uh, sweetheart, I…I love you but…”

“You don’t believe me,” she said simply.

I didn’t know how to respond. What was I supposed to say?! Were it anyone else, I’d say they were crazy but this was Astrid. And by the look in her eyes, I almost wanted to believe her.

Astrid glanced around our kitchen, like she half expected some ninja to pop out of our toaster, then rolled up her sweater sleeve, holding her forearm out to me. Nothing happened for a second then her skin warped, like how heat from a campfire makes its surroundings distort, and then there were…

“Scales?” I breathed, staring at the deep green scales that now ran up the inside of my apparently not-human girlfriend’s forearm. I blinked once. twice. Three times.

Nope. Still there. This was either the most lucid dream I’d ever had in my life or…

I slowly reached over and ran my finger down the length of the scales. Astrid’s breath hitched but she didn’t pull away. The scales were smooth. And warm. But definitely real.

“I should have told you before,” she almost whispered while I continued inspecting her arm then everything tumbled out, “I should have told you when you asked me out. I was just…I was just so scared. I’ve never let anyone get this close before. My parents always drilled it into my head that I needed to keep myself at arm’s length from everyone. I couldn’t let anyone close in case they figured out what I was. But with you…it was so…easy. You made me feel so safe and at ease and then you asked me out and I was so happy. Then I remembered and I was so scared. I didn’t want to lose you. I didn’t want you to be afraid of me. So, I just…didn’t tell you. But I love you so much and you don’t deserve that. You deserve the truth. I’m so sorry, I—”

“Show me.”

Astrid blinked, “Show…show you?”

“Your true form,” I clarified and looked up at her, “You said you have one, right? I want to see it.”

She bit her lip again, hesitating a minute before nodding and motioning me to follow her. She led me outside and through our backyard, into the woods behind our house. When we started house hunting, I couldn’t figure out why Astrid was so insistent on a house on the edge of town that backed onto the woods but now, it made so much sense.

She led me deeper into the forest before finally stopping in a large clearing. She walked the perimeter, scanning the trees, and as she passed me, I noticed how her pupils were slit now, like a snake’s. Deciding we were completely alone, she stood in the middle of the clearing and took a deep breath. She looked at me, a mix of fear and hope in her inhuman eyes before she closed them and let the breath out.

It was just like her arm. Her whole body warped, getting bigger and bigger and when the distorting settled, my girlfriend as I had known her wasn’t standing in front of me anymore.

She had no wings or legs, looking like someone had stuck horns and a back ridge on a forest green python. You know, if the python had been given steroids and was sixty feet long.

It would have been terrifying. If she didn’t look so terrified herself.

Astrid straightened, the top of her head easily passing the tops of the trees, and flopped the end of her tail back and forth in a very nervous manner, “So…what do you think?”

I craned my neck to look up at her and after a minute, I smiled, “You know, I was waiting for the perfect moment and something tells me there won’t be a better moment than this.” I fished the box out of my pocket and got down on one knee, opening the box and presenting the ring to her, “Astrid, I don’t care if you’re human or wyrm. All I care about is that I love you and you make me happier than I’ve been in a long time. So, will you marry me?”

She blinked, her mouth falling open and revealing her fangs and forked tongue, “Are you serious?”

I smiled and nodded. She stared at me for a long moment before she made a sound somewhere between a hiss and a laugh and shifted back. She threw herself at me, knocking me over onto my back, and wrapped herself around me like—well, like a snake and buried her face into my neck, chanting yes over and over again between her laughs. I managed to spit the ring onto her finger before hugging her tightly, “Just for the record, I would still love you if you were a worm.”

"Sorry, I didn’t make myself clear. I wasn’t asking ‘Would you still love me if I were a worm?’ What I meant to say is ‘Would you still love me if I were a WYRM.’ ...Because I am." "What?"

[softlyposessive]

♡･ﾟ𓏸 Strawhats General Romance HC 𓏸･ﾟ♡

♡ Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Usopp, Franky, Nami, Robin, gn!reader ♡ Warnings: Mild suggestiveness, affection, fluff, a hint of perviness (Franky/Sanji), emotional softness, use of Y/N

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🍖 Monkey D. Luffy

Doesn’t “get” romance in a traditional sense—just knows he likes being with you

PDA KING: hugs, kisses, clinging, piggybacks, sleepy snuggles—he doesn’t care who's watching

You’re part of his “treasure,” just like his hat or the Sunny

Always shares his meat with you = highest love language

Excitedly shows you off: “Isn’t my partner the coolest?!”

Kisses you out of nowhere just because the thought hit him

Never jealous, but very possessive (“They’re mine, okay?”)

If you’re sad, he’ll do something dumb to make you laugh, no hesitation

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You’re lounging on the grass of the Sunny’s deck, sketchbook resting on your knees, when Luffy drops beside you like a sack of bricks—arms already wrapping around you like he belongs there (because in his mind, he absolutely does).

“Draw me!” he announces, beaming.

“I’m literally in the middle of something—”

“Draw me anyway! I’m cooler than the ocean!”

You raise a brow, unimpressed. “You’re blocking the sun.”

He squints up at the sky, then grins. “Good. Now it can’t burn you. I’m protecting you.”

You sigh, but he catches your smile before you can hide it. He plants a quick kiss on your cheek, grinning like he just won something.

“I like when you smile at me,” he says. “So I’m staying here forever.”

⚔️ Roronoa Zoro

A man of few words, but deep loyalty

Not into PDA… unless he's drunk, injured, or real worked up

Shows love through actions: carrying stuff, training with you, always keeping you in his line of sight

Would literally rather die than say “I love you”… but “I’ll protect you” hits just as hard

Naps with you in quiet corners like it’s the safest place on earth

Notices when you’re upset even if you don’t say anything

Never pressures you to talk—just sits with you in the silence

Compliments are rare but hit like a truck: “You fight good.”

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It’s quiet in the crow’s nest as you stretch out across the floor, sun leaking in through the glass above. Zoro’s already settled nearby, arms crossed, swords propped neatly behind him.

You close your eyes, letting the warmth lull you. “You always nap here?”

“Sometimes,” he mutters.

You peek at him through one eye. “Because it’s quiet?”

He pauses. “Because you’re here.”

You blink.

He doesn’t look at you, just leans his head back against the wall and closes his eyes. “...Don’t read into it.”

But when you shift closer, he doesn't stop you. Just opens one hand, palm-up, and waits.

You take it without a word. He squeezes once.

🍳 Vinsmoke Sanji

Peak gentleman behavior: doors opened, chairs pulled, “after you, my love~”

Cooks for you constantly—meals tailored exactly to your tastes

Doesn’t flirt with anyone else once you’re his. Eyes. Only. For. You.

Genuinely thinks you’re out of his league and tries so hard to be worthy

Shows love through service: food, comfort, acts of care

Swoons constantly—every look, smile, or compliment makes him melt

Big on romantic moments: dancing on the deck, candlelit dinners, stargazing

Jealousy is his fatal flaw—he trusts you, but hates other men looking at you

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You lean against the galley doorway, watching Sanji work—spinning pans, slicing vegetables with the grace of a man who was born to impress.

“I hope you’re hungry, mon trésor,” he calls, noticing you. “Dinner is almost as perfect as you are.”

You roll your eyes playfully. “If you keep talking like that, I’m gonna kiss you in front of the crew.”

He stumbles mid-stir.

You walk over, and before he can recover, you lean up and kiss his cheek. He completely shuts down—face flushed, smoke practically curling from his ears.

“I—I wasn’t prepared—”

“You never are,” you tease, sitting at the counter.

He turns away with a lovesick groan. “One day you’ll kill me and it will be delicious.”

🛠️ Usopp

SO frazzled when you get together, he barely believes it’s real

Tries to act cool and confident… ends up stammering every time you smile at him

You had to make the first move—he was too scared of scaring you off 😭

Not a fan of PDA; too flustered—but interlocked pinkies? Yes please

Loves your company while he’s tinkering, especially if you ask questions or bring snacks

Tries so hard to impress you with his tall tales—“Yeah, I once fought a sea king with one hand tied behind my back!”

Wants to protect you… but let’s be real, you’ll probably be the one pulling him out of danger

Will burst into flames if you tease him or call him handsome—please, he is fragile

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You settle beside him as he fiddles with a new gadget, oil smudged on his fingers and one eye squinted shut.

“Is that one of your new noise traps?” you ask, propping your chin on your hand.

Usopp jumps. “Y-yeah! Uh, I mean—of course! It’s… a top-secret, high-powered… thing! For… pirates. Bad ones. Very bad ones!”

You smile. “Sounds impressive.”

He turns pink down to his collar. “W-well, you know me! Captain Usopp! Sniper of the—”

You brush his hair back from his forehead. He malfunctions like a broken music box. “Oh no. No no no. D-don’t look at me like that. I will melt. I will catch fire.”

You giggle and lace your pinky with his, and he just sits there, stunned and smiling like an idiot.

🔧 Franky

HIGH ENERGY BOYFRIEND 🚨💥 but so sweet to you it’s unreal

Constantly hypes you up: “LOOK AT MY SUPER BABE!!”

PDA-heavy but not shy about it being a little saucy 😏

Probably made you a robot heating pad for cramps. Or a body pillow that feels like him. Or a transforming plushie bed.

Loves when you hang out with him while he works—extra points if you hand him tools or wear his goggles

Brings you up in every convo: “Y/N said that once!” “Me and Y/N do that too!” “You know who loves this? Y/N.”

Shows you off to everyone like you’re the best invention he’s ever made

His fridge-chest is your new snack drawer, but ONLY if you’re nice and say “please” with a kiss

Big cuddles, big laughs, and big hands roaming—he’s part cuddle-pillow, part perv, and all yours 💙

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You flop onto his lap as he tightens bolts on his newest invention, arms flinging wide.

“Baaaabe, I’m boooored.”

Franky grins down at you over his shades, one eyebrow cocked. “You’re laying on a human-sized, fully-modified snack vending machine, sweetheart. Bored? Never heard of her.”

You tap his chest and it opens with a satisfying psssht!—a row of your favorite treats neatly stashed inside.

“I rest my case,” he says, beaming like a man who just invented love.

You take a candy bar and nuzzle into his chest. It’s warm. Soft. Heated. Literally.

“Did you mod yourself to be comfier for me?” you ask, squinting up at him.

He kisses your forehead, unapologetically smug. “Damn right I did.”

🧡 Nami

She definitely goes easier on you when you mess up—still scolds you, but there’s a soft spot 🥺

If you’re good and make her laugh, she might even forgive your debts (temporarily...)

Loves being spoiled: praise, kisses, shoulder rubs, gifts—she laps it up like sunshine

Loves styling you up: matching outfits, cute accessories, doing your makeup with soft concentration

Hand-holding in public is a must, especially when she’s dragging you to the next boutique

You will carry her bags. She will kiss your cheek for it, so it's fine.

Late night giggles under shared blankets, secrets whispered while the crew sleeps

She’s a little possessive, but it’s cute—flashes a smile that says “They’re mine, back off~”

She won’t say "I need you"—she says, “Don’t be late coming back, okay?”

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You're perched on the edge of her bed, shirt halfway buttoned, as Nami flits around the room gathering accessories. She returns with a pair of sunglasses and a patterned scarf, eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

“Okay, sit still—don’t make that face, I’m making you beautiful,” she teases, already fluffing your hair.

“Was I not beautiful before?” you ask, mock-offended.

She leans in with a sly grin, her hands sliding to your shoulders. “You were cute. I’m upgrading you to iconic.”

When she’s done, she pulls out her compact mirror and positions you both in the reflection—your outfits perfectly coordinated, colors matching like a magazine spread.

She smiles, satisfied. “Perfect.”

You beam at her.

“Now,” she adds, handing you four heavy shopping bags. “Let’s go out. You’ll be my arm candy and my pack mule.”

You laugh. She grabs your hand.

And honestly? You’d carry a hundred more.

📚 Nico Robin

She’s not subtle with her flirting—loves to watch you short-circuit when she purrs your name

Has so much fun teasing you in front of the crew with sultry whispers and sly smiles

Remembers every little thing you love and weaves it into surprises, snacks, reading recs, affection

Doesn’t do flashy PDA, but always keeps a soft hand on you—knee against yours, pinkies touching

At night, it’s a different story: kisses to your temple, warm cuddles, whispered reassurance

She’s your safety net when you fall apart—calm, warm, and steady

Lets you lay on her chest while she reads, fingers absently brushing your back

Her love is quiet but ever-present. You never have to ask—you just know

She smells like paper and jasmine and home. You’d live in her arms if you could.

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The ship is quiet, lit only by the soft orange glow of the reading lamp beside her. You curl up beside Robin in the library nook, your head resting against her chest while she flips a page with elegant fingers.

Her heartbeat is steady beneath your ear. Her hand brushes over your arm, slow and reassuring.

“You were teasing me so bad earlier,” you murmur, voice muffled against her blouse.

“I was,” she agrees, not denying it for a second.

You glance up at her, cheeks warm. “It’s cruel how good you are at it.”

She closes her book, setting it aside, and tilts your chin up gently with two fingers. “You’re easy to fluster. And very, very pretty when you’re trying not to show it.”

You sigh, defeated, and press your face back against her, hiding in the scent of old books and jasmine. Her arms come around you without question.

“I don’t always know what I’m doing,” you admit softly. “But I feel better when I’m with you.”

She doesn’t respond right away. Just kisses your forehead and holds you close, lips brushing your skin as she whispers, “Then stay here. You don’t have to know everything. You just have to rest.”

And in her arms, you do.

[deesseshesca]

PAC: How do y’all feel about each other sexual energy ? (18+)

(SINGLE SINCE BIRTH - ERA ~3 )

Haven't slept since last night...

Hello Chérie d'Amour !

How y'all doing ? Hope those last few days have been treating u better than me. When it comes to me is time for me to take a real break. I'm going to be inactive for a month. I am so sorry for my single babe since birth, it was finally your turn to thrive but don't worry, I try to create some good juicy content before I leave for a moment. All readings will be on sale up until this weekend because of recession. I feel like you guys need to catch a break but keep in mind you will only receive the product in May 2025. In April everything will to back to regular prices. That being said, I hope April brings you nothing but success.

MUCH LOVE,

SHESCA.

PILE 1 

YOU : You feel that he has experiences and you are one on his list of potential lovers. I am not going to lie before I even get further, this does not feel like romantic love. It could be platonic love with sex (FWB or sexual arrangement) at least from your side. I don't know if that's how y’all relationships begin or how it was always supposed to be. Ahhh… now lets go. You can sense the deep desire he has for you. Maybe he has prey eyes when he lays them on you. May have possessive  mannerism  with you. Also may tell you to go around and tell others you are his because he hates the thought that anyone can even think they have a chance with you. I just heard: “ You are too pretty for your own good”. You do applaud the fact that he never cares and always show you off no matter the circumstance. Not the type to be disrespectful. May actually be quite the feminist not the performative kind. You may never think he cares so much for women rights because he dont look like it. May have a darker or alternative aesthetic. If not then has the aesthetic of somebody that dont care for women rights : pick up car, bible verse tatted, country accent and love hunting. Actually very emotionally available yet avoidant. Which mean he can express himself and can be transparent with his feelings. Probably dealt with his childhood trauma, not the type to ghost after fucking you. Actually take care of you and give some aftercare. Asking you if you are "ok", before the act and after. Clean you up and tell you he leaves before doing it so you dont wake up feeling funny. Would hate for you to feel use. Avoidant because he can't see himself being in a relationship because he dont think he deserves it. You can feel all this by the way he treats you right but can't seem to give you the title you desire. Want you to be his, act like you are his and don't mess with other people, yet don't want to ask you out properly. You can feel like his manifesting you. What I mean by that, is that you are going to see him grow. From running from you, to trying, to loving you and appreciating you. He wants you, you can see it in his eyes, his actions and his words. You feel like one of most prize objects in his life, he treats you as such and you know that you are all he wants.  Also he has a big dick. To my virgin babe don't worry, he is no monster. Will probably do a lot of foreplay and y'all may also have many nights that all you do is oral sex prepping for the big gun. If you are a virgin, he is very scared of hurting you. 

HIM : 

Before anything : I hear and see you caressing his cheek while saying: “My baby, my baby…” with a sad tone. 

They fucking love is crazy. At first I was unsure and I would be the first to tell you to run the fuck away from something, y’all know me. I don't play those games. 

HE FUCKING LOVES EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU ! The way you look, the color of your hair, your hairstyle, if is curly or not, the color of your eyes, the way it light up, the shape of your face, the face you make when he fuck you, he loves you body, every inch. Clothes or nah, he is fucking turn on all the time when it comes to you. The style you have, nails or nah, lashes or nah, makeup or nah, shave or nah. He loves the sound of your voice, the moan you make when he's thrusting deep into you, the way you talk dirty and the way you tease him with nudes, the way  you end up play hard to get it just for the fuck of it. The reality is you guys meet when he just came out of the dark night of the soul. He just fought suicidal thought maybe even survive an attempt. He may be clean from self harm tendency or his sober from substances. He’s still in woods but his not dancing with the devil no more. You are going to force your way into his life. He is a loner and he dont like to mingle but you are coming in with your zest for life … LOL ! What you don't know is that you are the sun of his life. Just by existing you bring him all the joy, life never thought worth giving him. Don't get me wrong it aint co-dependent. He doesn't live because of you. Nah he lived so he could found you. Going back to him, he is too fucking tired to start fighting his avoidant issue but without realizing it he will be growing with you. You are going to enter his life when he is in the 8 cup era( me : surprise the card did not come up) , like he let go of something but he is not yet sure of the next path but knows he must leave so he did. Your warmth  ( dang all I wanted was the sex … here I am in love reading) is something he yearns for. He will often hit you  up, so he can spend your work break with you in his car so you guys can cuddle. He will hit up after work so he can see you. He will beg to see you. Not for sex just to sleep. If he has night terror, you make them stop. Don't worry you ain't got no super power, it's just because he feels safe in your embrace. In my visions regarding your couple, he is always sleeping. Damn y’all fav spot is your bedroom. Lol … babe don't take it personally but he see you as a liability. No job asking for princess treatment just eating and using all his money. He would love how wet you get. You are going to make him feel like his dick has super power in the bedroom because he can make you squirt. To my virgin no worries is actually bound to happen since he's big and you go that WAP. You guys may develop a size kink together. 

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PILE 2

YOU : You feel as tho he has a breeding kink. He loves nutting in you or loves seeing his cum on your tits, your butt, stomach or your face. A fan of facial. You may have a very pretty face, a bit childish, don't worry he aint a pedophile. You have a round face, very chubby cheek, and round deer eyes, may have a rather coquette or very feminine aesthetic. I am seeing light makeup, you may like to get doll up before y’all fuck. Don't act all innocent; you enjoy seeing the aftermath of y’all encounter. You get all doll up, so you can see the wig lifting (if you wear one), your makeup mush, you lips red, the hickeys on your body  or even like seeing your clothes tear down on the floor after the act is over (me: you guys are literally the representation of the quote : I love pink, violence and sex). You know he has a good sex reputation. He may have been a player until he decided to settle with you. You knew it and he never tried to hide it. If you guys do end up break up, he is forever going to be the best sex you ever had. The man knows what the fuck he is doing. You are not here for the sex tho. He knows it. You are here because he get you. Maybe people around expected you to act a certain way, you may attend private school, may be the oldest sibling in your family, may hold a job with power, whatever the situation is, you are held to a higher standard than the rest. Some of you may be the daughter of a pastor or religious important figure. With him, you get open up and even do stuff that would not be allowed by people around you. Having sex may be forbidden in your family before marriage. You may also smoke with him and drink 2. You guys talk to each other about hardship and he just gets it. The thing is pile 2, is like you guys are living in a golden cage. You have gone through so much trauma but you can't talk about it because there's almost a policy of : “ you hear nothing, see nothing and speak of nothing” in y’all family. I’m hearing the song of Pretty Little Liars. They have a darker aesthetic and they are more of a loner so you would think they are the one with the destructive habits but is all you. Now that I’m thinking about it, you may be the only one smoking and drinking when y'all are together and he just makes sure you don't go overboard. You may actually be the one asking him to go this hard in the bedroom. What's funny (not really), you don't feel like he loves you for you. You think, I am writing black on white, you think he only loves you for your tight pussy. You know I dont stand for BS so imma be very honest babes. He aint the problem. Y’all seriously hate yourself very deeply. It's really sad. I did not say I pity you but it breaks my heart, sensing the depth in which you hate your own gut. You see him as an enemie. Almost as a war weapon … I aint playing Chérie d’Amour. You make me think of the way Katniss thought of Peeta in the book of Hunger Games (the first ones). In reality, you don't think no one could ever love you. 

PS : You also feel like he is very emotional. Is easy for him to cry and he doesn't hide himself when he does so. He would cry a front of a kid show or while listening to the news. He may actually stay from the news because he easily absorbs emotions around that. A truth empath … LOL ! He is very loving in the way he dirty speak, I am hearing: “ Look at me …”, “ Is ok I’m here …”, “ You are doing amazing love …” 

HIM: 

I ain't going to lie, this is toxic. Not the yelling, verbally or physically abusive type of toxic. No breaking each other's spirit . Is more the type he wants to save you from you  and you are incapable to stop destroying yourself. Don't get him wrong, he ain't got no savior complex but he sees so much potential in you… yet all you see is his flaws and nothing is really changing your mind. If he is the one reading … RUN ! But since is you, there's nothing I can do but watch. Congrats you have manifested your first relationship  ( I swear I mean it with no sarcasm). There's a lot of lessons here. This may be your wake up call because you are the one closest on in this PAC getting in a relationship. May even happening this Aries season. Is not a matter of “if” but a matter of “when”. 

He feel like you have a facade because he can sense all you truly crave is softeness. You don't actually want this hardcore sex, you want something softer. Otherwise you will want to be degrated, the fact that you prefer him talking in a softer tone, caressing you and holding you when the act is done shows your true intention. You hide behind that tough cover. In front of people you play the perfect innocent daughter while in front of him you play this though women that nothing sacred anymore. He can also feel that you are disgusted by the fact that you do desire love and affection. He doesn't want you just for your tight pussy. He love the depth you have and the beauty you hold. You are a very pretty babe in his eyes, the prettiest woman he ever laid his gaze  upon. Also he’s in love with the poetic tone you give to your pain. You could quite literally love writing  poems or being a writer in your free time. You may play an instrument or love singing. He enjoys listening to you talking about philosophy for hours even tho he doesn't always agree with you. For him, you guys together are the embodiment of the song : Dark Paradise - Lana Del Rey. He feels like you are wasting your time with him. You deserve so much more than him. He ain't going nowhere. He feels like you only want him close to you just so you can hurt him. You wish you could destroy people around you but instead you keep hurting his love with fake promises and treating him like he is replaceable. He won't leave because he actually enjoys this arrangement.  If it is the only way for him to have you then that is how it must be. He may have a Mars in Scorpio or in Pisces. 

PS : Now I understand, he aint innocent either. While you destroy yourself with hate, substance and sex. He destroys himself by finding people he knows are going to hurt him. Is more than the victim complex, is the martyr. If he aint in pain then he ain't living. Right now in the spiritual world you are like falling stars colliding into each other and nobody is stopping you because there's life changing lessons that must happen. 

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PILE 3 

YOU: You are extremely grateful for all his exes. You thank them for the way they tame his masculinity and raise him to be an amazing bf. You are grateful for his sisters for showing what is it to actually deal a real women. Most importantly his mom for making him a gentleman. You feel like he loves trying new stuff in the bedroom and dont mind doing it in places that are not traditional. Everytime he grabs you, you don't know in which position you are going to be. He may love going round after rounds with no break ( me : Shit that a whole workout). May be the type to start making out in the car in broad day light with the windows down because he never gave a fuck. Will probably introduce you to sex toys, nothing crazy ladies. He ain't your BDSM type at all but his masculinity never was scared of a pink dildo or a rose toy ( amen to that !). You feel like he has multiple options. You see people flirting with him in front of you like you don't exist. You may keep your relationship private because when you post him, people add him with no shame. Also you applaud the effort he put in the bedroom. He put in the work. Coming in with new techniques  like the pillow or the bear hug. There's something about the way his hip moves, like he is going to hit your g-spot like nobody damn business. Over and over again at that. 

PS : Your first relationship may be an interracial one. For him, you're the first woman of that race he actually dated, not that he found you kind ugly, he just never had a chance to date one of y’all. Also don't worry, no fetishes, purely in love with learning your culture with respect. 

HIM :He feels like you have no idea of your sexual needs. Don't get him wrong,  he knows you are a virgin so you don't know how to move but the problem is that you don't seem to even know what you want. It's almost like you have literally no idea what sex is. Like a new concept falling from the sky. You are acting like you are a pre-teen who just now learned about sex. On the other hand he enjoys the way you are spontaneous many claim to be but they are not. There's a difference between being spontaneous and adventurous and people don't seem to know it. He loves the way you are down for anything at any moment. Which he always craved and missed in his last relationship. Going back to what I wrote, he feels like you are like a doll with no opinion. You just go with whatever he says with no real back bone. You don't tell him if you like what he just did. You don't show different emotions depending on different position or touch. You are just here looking at him nodding. He enjoys your moans but would prefer if you could appreciate him more in the bedroom. Don't get me wrong, he doesn't expect you to have the vocabulary of a porn star but tell him he's doing a good job. Telling him is hitting the right spot, telling him he's handsome and telling him you have been craving him. At the end of the day he aint stress because he is sure y’all are going to figure it out. It's just the beginning of your sexual journey and he knows with time and patience you are going to open up to him. 

PS: He knows you are nervous. The first time y’all are going to do it, you may actually be anxious. I see you looking around nervous and having jabbing movements. You will open up about the fact that you are not sure you can satisfy him. What you don't realize is just the thought of you, turning him on sooooo bad. He can't sleep without taking a cold shower because he is always sexually frustrated when it comes to you. You are literally his dream girl. Trust me babe, no need to worry, you are his female fantasy. 

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YOU : You love the fact that he makes you feel wanted. You feel like you are the object of his desire. He makes you feel like he can't make a move without you in his life. Without you his life ain't complete. He makes you feel super sexy, always begging you for a pic of you. Not caring if it is a selfie, a nude or even just an OOTD. I see you taking a bunch of pictures that you keep in a folder for when he is needy of your presence but can't be near. Also you can sense how he gets no pleasure being in the dominant role of the relationship. For some of y’all, he will take the lead in public. For the other in this pile, he will be walking around unafraid to show how much of a simp he is.For the first type, he may be very tall and loves going to the gym. He cares for the finer things in life, I see luxurious cars and watches. He may work a white collar job and hold a title of power ranging from manager to CEO. Not the time to talk a lot, have a rather deep voice and have a mug face normally. While for the other he’s a student, shorter, may be older than you but have a baby  face. The first one would be the type to text you that he is waiting at your door, giving you unexpected surprise and making sure everyone knows you are taken because he is possessive. While the other may be the type to follow you around, be down with all your sidequest, take your picture like one of your fans and always have this fool expression on his face when it comes to you. You may tell him what to do but he will always pay for everything and give you the princess treatment. They both have something in common, they love to be dominated. Love it when you play with them. Edge theme, tell them “no” just to hear them whine, don't worry it won't be on your first time but will love it when you use toys on them 2. Will love it even more if you bound them in beautiful pink ribbons. Loves when you challenge them not to make a single noise or they wont get to fuck you tonight. They make you feel love. There's not a single doubt in your mind and others that he loves you. By the way he acts, speaks about you when you ain't there or even takes care of you like  you are the most delicate being on this planet. Whether it be with letters, text you poem, buy flowers or when he travels and always comes back with something that reminds them of you. The way they refuse to end FaceTime because they want to sleep and wake up to you. Scream to any women approaching  them that their fucking taken may wear a fake marriage ring to seal the deal because the mere fact that other women may flirt with them piss them off. 

PS : The biggest munch alive. Will literally cry if you don't let them taste your delicious pussy. 

HIM:He knows you are very strict, you don't play mind games. Your standard are high and you don't mind cutting a man off mid date, mid convo or even relationship if you don't feel respected. At the same time he knows your love can never go bad. You are not really the type to talk about the feelings, you are more the type to show it in your actions. The fact that you bake  for him, your eyes light up when you look at him, your voice softens when you speak to him or even the way your body relaxes when you touch him. On the other hand, he still can sense a blockage in you. It's like you are always waiting for him to fail. You never allow yourself to enjoy the bliss of this relationship. Waiting for him to become abusive, waiting for him to start yelling, waiting for him to start breaking shit around or even start cheating. Just so you can say : “ I knew it ! You can't trust this man, frl, frl.” The issue with this way of thinking is undervaluing the efforts put in by your partner and he also makes him feel like he is constantly passing a test. That may be a big red flag for him that he will consider the worthiness in longevity in your relationship. I see him entering the relationship knowing he found the one. I also sense he can let go, if he ever feels like he can't give you what you truly desire.

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Ice cold – Sakusa x reader wc 1030 – gn!reader hockey player x figure skater au

You always thought ice was cold until you met Sakusa Kiyoomi, one of Tokyo’s up-and-coming stars in figure skating.

In addition to his immense talent, you had never seen anyone more beautiful. It was practically love at first sight. “Good practice?” you asked him cheerily while tightening the locks on your hockey skates.

Sakusa barely turned his head to glance at you, already putting a mask back on that he had left by his neon-coloured jacket on the railing. “Yes.”

“Nice.” You watched him go, mimicking chills as he left before returning to your business. Physically, at least. Your mind was somewhere else…

Even during the post-game dinner about a week later, you kept zoning out while the team laughed and talked louder than anyone else in the diner.

You didn’t even realise you were leaning so hard on your palm that it squished your cheek into a mumble. “Do you think his lips are cold?”

The one who sat beside you looked incredulous, staring at you for a second before answering, then checking to see if anyone else was also concerned. “Whose?”

“Sakusa Kiyomiiiii,” you groaned, finally moving from your position to rest your face on your arms, which you had crossed on the table.

“Right, because he’s suuuch a charmer,” the one across from you drawled sarcastically.

You frowned. “He smells good. He has good posture.”

“And you must’ve taken two too many pucks to the head.”

“Maybe Cupid switched from arrows to pucks. Creative liberty.”

“Did you do something to your hair?”

Sakusa sighed and put his mask on, leaning back a bit when you stood up to look at him closer.

“It looks good,” you added.

“Thank you,” he said, so slow it reminded you of Snape in Harry Potter. He attempted to walk past you while also trying to avoid brushing against your hockey uniform. Don’t know how often they wash those.

“How long have you skated?” you asked, cheeks rounding to accommodate your smile.

“Long.”

Accepting defeat for now, you gave him space to pass. “See you next time!”

“Preferably not.”

“Sa-“

“Can I help you?” he practically barked, making you draw a huge breath and purse your lips.

Silence drew a hard wall between you two, daring you to answer him.

“I just… think you’re cool.”

He blinked once, twice… and then lifted a hand to point at his chest. “Me?”

Gesturing at the lack of other people around him, you nodded with something resembling sympathy.

“You think I’m cool?”

“Hella.”

Sakusa scoffed at your stereotypical lack of proper vocabulary, turning his face away to hide anything that could be mistaken for a blush. He definitely wasn’t charmed by a hockey player. “I have to go,” he announced with no further explanation as to why.

“Oh, okay. See you around.”

If anyone saw Sakusa glancing over his shoulder at you while walking away, they couldn’t prove it.

You and your teammates were warming up once again, skating rounds and barely avoiding each other in passing. That’s when your sixth sense kicked in, and your head whipped around to find Sakusa passing by on his way out.

“Sakusa! Hey! Over here!” you yelled, waving your arms so he’d notice you despite the hockey helmet.

He stopped, silently blinking and trying not to notice all the other skaters watching the interaction.

“See what I can do!” you yelled again, holding out your hands as if telling him to wait before skating to one end of the rink. Kicking off when Sakusa hadn’t moved from his spot, you grinned as you did your best at copying one of the moves you’d seen Sakusa do. It wasn’t a jump, but it sure felt graceful.

Sakusa hoped he looked calm and collected despite not feeling like it. While watching you, he cracked a small smile, then quickly returned to being the fake nonchalanter he was. He gave you a meek thumbs-up as you looked at him for his reaction.

“Good job,” he complimented you before turning and leaving. “Bye, y/n.”

“What a dick,” one of your teammates said with a scowl, bumping into your shoulder to catch your attention. However, you didn’t seem discouraged. Quite the opposite, you looked elated.

“He said my name,” you whispered.

“You don’t like me,” Sakusa’s voice boomed through the hallway where you followed behind him, struggling to keep up with his pace in your hockey gear.

“Yes, I do.”

“No. Stop wasting your time.”

“Please, Sakusa! Give me a chance!” you begged, feeling just as pathetic as you probably looked. “I’ve liked you for so long. You’re an amazing skater and seem like a great person.”

Abruptly, almost making you stumble, Sakusa turned around to face you. “What in the world have I done to make you think I’m so great?”

You gulped, maintaining eye contact lest you lose any courage. “You’re so strong, even though your build doesn’t look like it. Your hair is always styled and even looks good after training. You do extra rounds when the children come around to watch you because you enjoy how they marvel, and you study here at the rink because you like it cold. You smell… incredible, despite favouring a bottle of disinfectant more than the jocks favour a bottle of beer.”

You took a break from rambling to breathe and take in the visible effect your words had on Sakusa. He stood up straighter, lips parting gradually as you went on and pupils dilating, speechless.

“I like everything about you, even when you pretend not to enjoy my poor attempts at figure skating. Please, give me a chance.” Your body slumped a little at finally expressing all these thoughts. “One date, and if we don’t enjoy ourselves, I won’t bother you.”

Sakusa looked at the wall with no purpose but avoiding your pleading eyes. His heart was racing, running laps as if chasing every word you rambled. He couldn’t quite believe someone had noticed all these things about him, and he certainly couldn’t believe someone liked all of them.

“Fine,” he finally answered. You audibly gasped, stars in your eyes. “One date.”

Let me tell you, it wasn’t just one date.

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/dedicated to @sharkissm for hyping it up<3

[dawaxxenpith]

I never expressed this before, but now that I’m on a blog with significantly less followers again I feel comfortable talking about it! Obviously I’m on T now, thank god, but I wanted to point out to anyone confused that I’m not planning on a total male transition. A lot of people might think oh, well you’re a boy now? One of my irl friends hinted at that, but I let him know he didn’t have to uproot his entire perception of me and that it’s all the same as it was.

This is not in any way me pacifying people who might be uncomfortable with it, bottom line I’m a still a girl, a boy, a thing, etc etc. I think that’s the part my irl friends might be most confused about, and it’s the number one reason why HRT will help me.

You see the main ways I feel dysphoria are the things that make me appear the most cisgendered, like my voice, my weirdly bubbly thick ass, and of course my hairless abdomen. Behind the scenes, it’s my imperceivable tiny and hidden clit. Like bitch I’ve checked in the mirror, close up zoomed in with medical lighting. Can’t see the little bitch. It’s one thing to not have a cock, it’s a whole other thing to not even be able to find my own little ass bean like how am I supposed to say hey try sucking on my clit when I don’t even know where that mf is. Anyways.

I hope this makes sense. As long as I keep working out and eating well, my hrt is going to help me achieve these things. I’m very privileged to be in this position, but I’m still scared. More than anything I’m scared of what my employer will think, and my coworkers who I love and trust I don’t know how I’d bring it up in a million years. But I’ve had an overwhelming support system on tumblr, and even though this place is fucking stupid I’m fucking grateful. We can all kiss now

[dionysianivy]

𝐌𝐲 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐮𝐬🐆

Hello everyone! I hope you're all doing well. <3 This March, it marked a full year since I started working with Lord Dionysus, and my life has changed for the better. I've had many ups and downs during this time, but thanks to Him, I’ve learned to manage my life better, grow as a person, and become more confident and strong.

I started working with Dionysus during a turbulent time in my life when I felt the need for comfort and divine guidance. I hadn’t worked with a deity in over two years and didn’t know where to begin again. I tried connecting with Tyche for a little luck, but I couldn’t establish a connection with Her. After that, I don’t even remember how I started working with Dionysus, it all happened so fast, and it felt like I had been working with Him my whole life. I started seeing His symbols, His name everywhere, and I constantly had Him on my mind.

Four years prior, I had attempted to connect with Dionysus because I felt drawn to Him. However, back then, I sensed it wasn’t the right time and I'm not readdy yet to work with him. But looking back, the wait was worth it. :D

I can say that this past year has brought many positive changes in my life thanks to Dionysian influence:

🍇 I’ve become more confident in myself and my ability to navigate life. I’ve changed my mindset and realized that I can handle challenges and overcome any difficult situation.

🍇 I’ve stopped giving importance to every negative moment in front of me. Now, I just say, ‘It is what it is,’ and move on. Dionysus has taught me not to take life too seriously, and that’s the most beautiful lesson I’ve learned. Life is both messy and beautiful, challenging and unpredictable. As humans, we must learn to adapt and keep going. If I let every small setback bring me down, I won’t be able to grow. Thanks to Him, I’ve learned to keep a smile, even laughter, on my face, even when my life feels like it’s falling apart.

🍇 Dionysus has helped me love my body more and gain confidence in my physical self. I still struggle with this—I’ve always disliked my body, hated taking pictures, and found many flaws in myself. But over time, I’m learning that these insecurities exist only in my head and that everyone is beautiful in their own way. I’ll admit, I still battle with this, but at least sometimes, I feel more confident than I used to feel. :D

🍇 I’ve become more communicative, open, and truly myself. For a long time, I hid who I was, from my spirituality to my sexuality, because I always thought something was wrong with me, that I didn’t fit in with those around me. But Dionysus comforted me and made me see that there is nothing wrong with being myself. I know this sounds cliché, but I spent my whole life ignoring who I was, hiding, and never letting anyone truly see me for fear of causing conflicts. Since working with Dionysus, I finally feel appreciated, normal. I’ve found a little corner of happiness where I can just be who I really am.

🍇 I’ve stopped being so hard on myself. I no longer punish myself or speak negatively about myself. Thanks to Dionysus guiding me through shadow work, my mental health has improved so much. I’ve started prioritizing my well-being, doing things that make me happy and fulfilled. I sleep better, relax more, and allow myself time to simply live.

🍇 I have, however, become much more fiery. Before, I would stay quiet to please others and avoid conflicts. I’m still a peaceful person, but lately… I feel like something inside me has awakened. I’ve become sharper, more assertive, and when I get angry, I sometimes feel like throwing chairs across the room. But that’s the Dionysian way, duality is key, haha. Now, I feel free to express myself however I want without caring what others think.

🍇 Oddly enough, I feel like I can’t cry anymore, even when I should. I’ve been through a lot this year, but I just feel idk… nothing. Only positivity and the realization that everything is a lesson. Working with Dionysus has made me see, time and time again, that life is difficult, and every obstacle is something we must learn from and overcome.

🍇 I’ve learned to put myself first, which is strange to me because I used to never do that.

🍇 I’ve become more carefree.

🍇 I enjoy life more and cherish every small moment. I’ve created routines that make me happy, I dance whenever I feel like it, and I find joy in the smallest things.

🍇 I’ve stopped letting other people’s problems destroy my own peace. Empathy is still important to me, but Lord Dionysus has pushed me to take care of myself in every way. I no longer starve myself over stress, or let arguments with loved ones ruin me. My mind and body couldn’t handle that anymore, and Dionysus showed me that life is dual, good and bad coexist, and the bad is there to teach us and help us grow. At first, it was a big step for me to stop feeling so deeply about everything. I even wondered if I had become a bad person. But I realized I’ve simply become more stable, more in control of my thoughts and spirit.

I won’t lie, maybe I’ve matured. I’m at an age where I’m slowly stepping into adulthood, and I’m proud of that. But the fact that Dionysus chose to enter my life a year ago, to guide me and be a part of my journey, is the most beautiful thing that could have happened. Having Him with me during this period of my life has been a blessing. I am grateful for everything, for working with and worshiping a God who makes me feel understood, never alone, and most importantly, truly myself.

Even now, as I go through a very difficult time, thanks to my Lord Dionysus, I always find a way to laugh, to smile, and to make at least 10% of my day a happy one. I refuse to let anything break me.

So, Happy One-Year Anniversary to my worship of Dionysus! 🐅🍀🍷 This has been the most beautiful year I’ve had in a long time, and I can’t wait to experience even more wonderful moments with my beloved God. ♡

[panlight]

Why isn't Carlisle an empath? If their personality traits are enlarged in vampirism, it would make more sense than Edward being a mind-reader.

Or even a healer or something.

(I know Jasper is, but it would be better if Carlisle had a power instead of Edward)

Oh, and hi, hope you're having a good day!

I'm of two minds on this because on one hand, what makes Carlisle interesting to me is that he has accomplished all he has without an actual superpower, but on the other hand like, yeah, you'd think this one-of-a-kind sort of guy would have some really cool power, right?

(I know some people headcanon that he actually does have some power of charisma or something, or that it's not actually about enhanced compassion but literally super self control, but canonically speaking, SM says he doesn't have a 'power' in the same way that Jasper, Alice, Edward, Bella do).

I've never really seen what Jasper's power had to do with charisma anyway; maybe the manipulating other people's emotion part. But I don't think there's any reason he should be feeling what other people feel, that's not really about charisma, that kind of empathy is . . . more like compassion. Which means 'to suffer with.' I could sort of see Carlisle with a power maybe to take other people's pain, but then he feels it himself. Which would be a sucky power from the POV of having to experience it, but what a GREAT one for a) a doctor and b) someone who reluctantly creates other vampires. His patients would be pain-free and the three day torture of vampiric transformation would be on him, not his 'creations.'

The one that really makes me sort of roll my eyes is Edward being the fastest runner. Like, why? What about his human life suggests he'd be the fastest? Also he already has mind-reading. Why does he need anything else? I get it, I get it, he's the male lead. I know. But if anyone in canon should be super fast, surely it's the guy who ran down a vampire in 17th century London? As Edward himself says, "He ran through the streets, and Carlisle — he was twenty-three and very fast — was in the lead of the pursuit."

Edward: son of a lawyer in 1900s Chicago, playing piano. Carlisle: son of a witch-burning pastor, literally chasing down vampires in 1660s London.

Guess who gets super speed!

But again, overall I think it's actually interesting that Carlisle's built this super-powerful coven and gathered all these allies and is a threat to the Volturi all without a power and mostly by accident. Like this guy just wants to eat deer, play baseball with his family, and be a small town doctor but Destiny is calling apparently.

[lightofraye]

Hi there! Per your message, I cropped your name out because... yeahhhh.... I agree with you.

Ahem.

To your message!

Yes. We heard about it and have been throwing theories back and forth as to why the sudden addition. Once again, extremely last minute. Does Danneel not realize that people need a little more advance notice to make preparations to see her? That not everyone is her fan and would have several thousand dollars to drop for a last minute addition convention? Is this her convention trip as opposed to any of the international ones? So many theories, so many questions!

One person theorized to me it was PR. Cue me: "PR for... OTH? That's a bad choice."

Their response? "No. PR for their marriage."

Which had me choking.

If this is PR to make them seem happily married after that fucking disaster of a t-shirt auction announcement and video (where she came off as a bitch for destroying his favorite t-shirt because it wasn't funny), or the sheer lack of a birthday announcement from Jensen on his IG....

It's so going to bomb. See Wales last year for example.

If a convention, why not JiB? Or maybe Daniela laughed and said "Fuck no"? (I would, if I were Daniela. Danneel isn't the draw she thinks she is.)

Another theory was: Jensen's making her work. Which... I guess kinda works? But it still doesn't, because... CE will realize real quick that she's not a money draw, asking for too high a price for her photo and auto ops. She's not worth that... at all. But it'd explain, maybe, her showing up at Epic Con later this year. (I really doubt CE will invite her to the OTH one this year... unless this is them testing the waters? Hm. New theory.)

Is she competing with Gen? Maybe? But Gen doesn't really do that many to begin with. And when Gen goes with Jared, they actually look loving and want to be with each other! Jensen and Danneel on the other hand....

He looks like he's being drained of his life every time he's with her. At Wales, lots of people noticed it--which sent the AAs into a tizzy, jumping down anyone who expressed dislike over Danneel's mistreatment of Jensen. That was incredibly chaotic for a while.

Some think Jensen has the power to ask CE to add her or the power to veto her. I don't. I think there's a limit. And keep in mind, if he said "no"... people would talk. And imagine if Danneel somehow found out? Oh lord.

I'm not happy about this. I'm not. Every time she's around, he looks like death warmed over and miserable. His smiles will be gone, strained, and he'll be miserable. I only hope Jared being around will help balance it out a bit.

Regarding Anael: HA. Ahem. Yes. Honestly, Danneel completely missed the dig about Anael. Anael was a coward, opportunistic with no loyalty, lazy, materialistic (which made no sense for an angel), a turncoat, a traitor, and definitely not a "badass bitch". The writers took a dig at Danneel and she missed it.

And I agree. When Jensen is doing conventions with Jared, he's actually happy. Conventions kept him busy, gave him a chance to maybe have fun (Mariah Carey's backup dancer, anyone?), and got him out of the house (when he didn't have filming). Danneel joining in just made things worse for him.

I know she's done a few since 2023, but I kinda wish she'd go back to not and maybe just stick to her crap--oh wait, she doesn't have any! My dear Danneel, if this is Jensen telling you to go earn some money, may I suggest actually getting a job? Or are you too good to lower yourself to our level? Oh wait... I do more than you. Maybe come up to my level?

Thanks for the ask and no worries. Your identity is safe with me.

[scribescrawls]

Tarnma AU where Pharma wakes up in the past pre-Cybertronian Civil War right after he dies and still reeling from everything that happened decides he’s going to go kill Tarn before he becomes a problem. Pharma isn’t in the best mindset at the moment understandably and is kind of running on the fumes of a revenge fantasy. Meanwhile poor Damus is just going about his day when he gets knocked out and kidnapped. At first he thinks the Senate has finally come after him (this is before he got empurata’ed). However, this seems not to be the case as his kidnapper, a pretty jet who appears to be a medic according to markings on his wings, is going on about things he’d never done, ranting about things that don’t make sense, and talking about how Damus apparently ruined his life. Pharma doesn’t care about keeping the future stuff a secret cause he’s in the ‘I’m going to kill him anyway so it doesn’t matter if he knows’ mindset.

Meanwhile Damus is like ‘you’ve clearly got the wrong bot, I’ve never done any of that! I don’t even know you!’ But Pharma just goes ‘but you will and I’m not going to let you live to do it a second time.’ Pharma proceeding to monologue all the horrible creative torture methods he plans to put him through before killing him.

Damus is thinking ‘oh this bot is delusional for real’ and is both confused and terrified.

Except Pharma never gets to enact any of it because he has terrible luck and two armed bots break into the abandoned shack in the middle of nowhere that Pharma had taken them to. At first Damus has a small inkling of hope that someone miraculously realized he was kidnapped and is there to save him. Hope plummets into the ground when the two armed bots declare that they are from the Senate and they are here to capture him and take him to get empurata'ed.

The two bots give Pharma a confused look not expecting anyone else to be there, but they're like 'they said no witnesses so kill him too or we can take them both in and they can both go through empurata and we'll just say he was aiding a fugitive'. Pharma is like 'frag no. I'm not dying or having my hands stolen from me a second time!" A fight breaks out and Damus watches Pharma pull out an honest to Primus chainsaw from his arm. It’s kind of sexy and scary at the same time.

Pharma got some mods put into his arm because even if he was going after a version of Tarn who had not become Tarn yet he wasn’t going to take any chances. He’d rather be well armed and over prepared than lacking weaponry when he needs it. He also remembers some of the schematics from his time on Luna 1 and look the chainsaw was kind of useful. Anyway although he was never the best fighter in the Autobots there was probably at least some training he had to go through and all the other stuff that happened in the last timeline. He’s no wrecker, but you pick up a few things after four million years of war. Plus it seems like the Senate didn’t think Damus was too big of a physical threat so had not sent their best. Pharma is holding his own pretty well in the fight considering it’s a two versus one fight. Pharma manages to cut one guy in half killing him before being slammed into the wall by the other one. Pharma transforms one hand and uses one of the syringes that’s filled with a knockout serum to inject the other with it. However, it’s not an instantaneous effect so Pharma is still grappling with the assailant who’s got one of Pharma’s arms pinned to the wall and is trying to push Pharma’s own chainsaw arm toward Pharma’s head.

Pharma to Damus: A little help here would be nice!

Damus: What am I supposed to do?! You tied me to a chair!

Pharma: Use your voice and take this guy out!

Damus: My voice??

Pharma: Yes your voice! Your outlier ability! Kill him before he kills us!

Damus: I don't know how to do that! That's not how my ability works at all! I told you, you have the wrong bot!

Thankfully the drug he’d injected into the other seems to take effect as the bot’s hold grows looser as they try to blink away the dizziness that’s taking hold. Pharma uses the loosening grip to push his arm forward cutting off the assailant’s head.

Pharma is venting hard and taking in any injuries. Most seem to be superficial or minor things that he can repair on his own thankfully.

Pharma, complaining: Of course, I have to do everything around here as usual! Why did I think for one moment you'd be helpful!

Pharma thinking out loud: How did they even find us? We're in the middle of nowhere. Though they seemed surprised I was here so they were clearly tracking you down.

Damus, seeing Pharma appraoch him: What are you doing?

Pharma: Scanning you for any potential tracking devices. I was right you're bugged. It's inside your plating I'll have to surgically cut it out.

Damus: What?! You'll do no such thing!

Pharma: Relax I'm a professional. I'll even put on a dampener so it won't be painful not that you deserve it.

Relax?! How was Damus supposed to relax when the kidnapper who says he wants to kill him says he's going to perform surgery on him. Was he even a real medic?!

Pharma gets tired of Damus' squirming and injects him with something that essentially paralyzes him. Just because Pharma doesn’t like him doesn’t mean he’s going to be accused of subpar work.

Pharma, pulling out the tracking chip and destroying it before skillfully welding everything back good as new: Got it! You can stop crying now I'm already done.

Damus hadn’t noticed he had started crying, but could anyone blame him? He was having one of the worst days of his life. He didn’t even get to listen to the music record he just bought! Which shouldn’t be a priority at all but his life is in shambles and he can’t get the thought out of his head that things will never go back to normal now.

Damus watching with wide optics as Pharma approaches both dead bodies pulling out their brain modules after cutting them open and smashing both brains beyond repair.

Damus: What are you doing?

Pharma: Getting rid of the evidence. If the Senate sent them no doubt they have mnemosurgeons under their employ. Although a dead brain is much harder to extract memories from, it’s still possible to pull information from it if it’s intact. This will make it harder for them to determine what happened here and also hide my involvement.

Damus internally is freaking out cause this bot has obviously killed people before and is even being methodical about covering his tracks.

Pharma: We need to get out of here now.

Damus: I’m not going anywhere with you!

Pharma dryly: Oh would you rather stay here and have the Senate find you? I’m sure the empurata will be lovely.

Well no Damus didn’t want to stay here, but he also didn’t want to go with the delusional jet either.

Pharma: Look I’m not giving you a choice. If they capture you and a mnemosurgeon takes a look in your memory they’ll know I was involved. You’ll be safer from the Senate with me. I’m not going to let them kill you, only I’m allowed to do that.

Seeing as Damus is in no condition to walk since the drug Pharma injected him with still hasn't worn off yet and they can't stay here or the Senate will find them, Pharma lifts him into his arms and carries him princess style to the ship he had bought and hidden away. It's actually a lot easier since Damus is not a huge tank and is shorter and smaller than Pharma in this form.

Damus, internally: Kidnapping and death threats aside, it feels kind of nice to be held.

Damus pls that is not a normal reaction to being kidnapped lol

Pharma basically bought a ship, stocked it with any necessary supplies from food to medical equipment withdrew all his savings and planned to book it off Cybertron before the civil war kicks off. He has no intention of joining the Autobots again considering his bad experiences and he’s also not planning to join the Decepticons. He’s planning to fly off to a remote corner of the world away from the impending war where he can maybe do odd jobs as a medic here and there while doing personal research. He hadn’t planned to leave this early, but technically everything is all stocked and ready to go. There’s one extra passenger, but he has time to kill him later. It’ll be fine.

Except as time passes and Pharma has more time to cool down, Pharma is conflicted about going through with the torture/murder thing because hurting/scaring a bot who clearly remembers none of the stuff that happened isn’t giving him the revenge satisfaction he imagined in his head. He starts pulling the Dread Pirate Robert’s thing similar to the Princess Bride where as they travel together he keeps telling Damus ‘goodnight, I’ll most likely kill you in the morning’, but never does. Rinse and repeat for the next how many years lol.

I think Damus did try a few escape attempts early on and I like to think one of the times he runs into people sent by the Senate to kill him and almost died but gets saved by Pharma who’s kind of grown a bit fond of him and is scolding him for getting hurt/into trouble as he carefully repairs any injuries. And okay yes he’s technically a hostage/prisoner but also no one’s ever really cared about Damus nor shown him so much protectiveness and attention before and it’s a heady thing. He likes the feeling and he wants more of it. And it’s not like he’s really suffering much with Pharma truth be told. He’s never hungry and always has access to food, he has his own room and berth on the ship by now, and once he promises not to try to run off he has more freedom to wander the ship and planets they visit where Pharma sometimes works as a medic. As more time passes they’ve grown closer. They have movie nights and listen to music together sometimes. Damus helps out Pharma as an assistant with his job here and there. He sometimes does inventory or helps move things around either in the temporary clinics they set up on different planets or on the ship. When Pharma is busy with his personal research or working, Damus spends his free time practicing his singing or playing his slowly growing collection of musical instruments most of which were bought for him by Pharma. He also gets better at controlling his outlier ability. He does in fact learn to use his voice to expand the range of his abilities. It had become useful whenever they ran into any unsavory or hostile people and Damus liked being able to use it to protect Pharma the way the other had protected him. Damus isn’t sure if he believes Pharma about the being from the future thing, but sometimes Pharma did know things he really shouldn’t know.

And then Pharma having grown to care about Damus has an attack of conscience and drops the “you can leave now. The Senate has definitely fallen by now and you should be safe to go wherever you want. Though I implore you to heed my warning of avoiding joining either side of our planet’s war. There’s enough money saved up. You can take half of it and it should be enough to start a new and comfortable life somewhere else. But I won’t keep you here with me any longer.” Pharma’s internally like ‘it’s not right to keep him here when technically he hasn’t done anything wrong. I should give him his life back instead of dragging him around the outskirts of the universe with me.’

Meanwhile Damus is like: You abandon Damus? You abandon him like he is scrap? Jail! Jail for Pharma for a thousand years!

Anyway they have an argument. Pharma is like ‘isn’t this what you wanted? You’re no longer a prisoner/hostage you can finally be free to go where you want! Why are you making things more difficult than it needs to be?!’ Because the truth is that Pharma doesn’t want him to go, but the guilt is slowly getting to him.

Meanwhile, Damus is blindsided by Pharma’s sudden announcement. Things had been going well between them. In fact it was going great. He doesn’t understand why Pharma is suddenly pushing him away. Damus is in disbelief going ‘I’m the one making things difficult?!’

Pharma: Why do you even want to stay?

Damus probably drops the ‘I’m in love with you!’ bombshell and Pharma is like ‘you just think you love me but you’re just confused. Me holding you prisoner for so long has messed with your head. Once you leave and meet other people, you’ll realize that.”

Damus just scoffs and is like ‘let’s be honest, I stopped being your prisoner years ago. If I had really wanted to escape I’ve had hundreds of opportunities to do it. Pharma you’re so beautiful and smart. You know so much and you’re right a lot of the time, but when it comes to what I feel you’re wrong. And yes as rare as it is you are sometimes wrong my dear Doctor.’

Damus is like ‘As for why I want to stay? How is it not obvious? I’ve never been happier in my entire life than I have been being by your side! I’ve never felt like I belonged somewhere until then! I have met other people before I met you! And you know what, most of them sucked! You said I can go anywhere I want now, well I want to stay right here with you!’

Damus: If you’re worried I’ll do those things the past me or I suppose future version of me did to you, I won’t! I promise and swear on my spark I won’t!

Pharma: It’s not that. I know you’re different even if some things are also similar or the same. I just want you to have the freedom to choose the life you want

Damus: Okay then I’m free. And I choose to stay here with you. I love you.

Damus, now a bit unsure: Do you not feel the same way?

Pharma: I do. Feel the same way.

Damus, whose been dreaming about this day for Primus knows how long and never been great at waiting: Then stop being an idiot and kiss me already!

Pharma going ‘I’m not an idiot!’ but proceeds to grab Damus and kisses him. They spend the rest of the day smooching, become conjunxes, and live happily ever after.

[kismetconstellations]

"#There's a lot to be said about how the show is choke full of white saviour troupe and I am sick of pretending it isn't#Anyway completely agreed with you prev bom is not doting on poor precious Keith#If anything he's getting thrown into the brig because Keith cant not be against authority he doesn't like to save his life#Too bad the one of the only interesting thing about Keith was taken as well#I also want to add Ulaz canonically was going against Kolivan's orders while Thace was loyal#Ulaz would beef with them too let's not lie to ourselves"

The wider fandom's insistence on infantilizing Keith drives me up the wall. I've had multiple conversations with @sockdooe where I assert- and maintain- that certain Keith fans would (and some, in fact, do) headcanon Shiro as not just "adopting" and "raising" Keith, but also giving birth to him, breastfeeding him, bathing him, and changing his diapers. And, these same fans get so attached to their self-indulgent fanon, they actually get upset with Shiro for not canonically coddling Keith. Who is a full-grown legal adult throughout the bulk of the show.

As annoying as this trend is when you're a Shiro fan who takes major issue with him being reduced to Keith's living emotional crutch both in-universe and amongst the fanbase, on some level, it at least makes a modicum of sense. Shiro is innately warm, gentle, patient, nurturing, and willing to die to protect the people in his care. The fans who connect with Keith's trauma of being orphaned young and ending up in the United States foster care system see how Shiro interacts with all of the Paladins and Pidge, in particular, and want that for their favorite. And, fanfiction is, by nature, self-indulgent and often a way for authors to live vicariously through the characters, finding a measure of healing and catharsis in giving their favorites the happy lives the series proper might have denied them. And, that the authors feel, perhaps, that they will never have, themselves.

Characterizing the Blades as one big loving tribe, however, is so contradictory to the way they're shown to be in canon, it does my head in.

Galra are, with very rare exception, stoic soldiers who pride themselves on eschewing emotional attachments, or bloodthirsty conquerors and gleeful sadists who live by the philosophy "[insert arbitrary achievement here] or death". Just as you said, while presented to the audience as the "good" Galra who are working to take down a fascistic empire, the Blades keep their ranks closed off to anyone who is not of Galra lineage, and Kolivan tells Keith point blank when castigating him for going back to save Regris that each and every member of the organization is well aware that "the mission is more important than the individual". That's why we see Ulaz and Thace unflinchingly commit suicide in service of a goal they see as greater than themselves.

You could almost argue that both factions of Galra, "good" and evil, are a death cult. But, I suppose that facet of their culture was irrelevant when the executive producers were determined to bludgeon the audience over the head with the Galras' supposed superiority at every available opportunity.

Anyway, the point is that warmth, compassion, and paternal instincts are an extremely scarce commodity among the Galra, and that includes the Blades. Ulaz was the sole member of that organization who defied orders and acted on emotion, blowing his cover and helping Shiro escape because he recognized the value in that "feeble creature's" fighting skills, natural leadership, and ability to instill hope in others (and was quite possibly, probably attracted to Shiro), and ultimately sacrificing himself to keep Shiro and the rest of the Paladins alive. And, he was openly scorned and belittled by Kolivan for it.

If fans have to have Keith babied and coddled by someone, his own biological father, or poor Shiro would be the most realistic candidates. Not the "benign" racists who nearly beat Keith to death under the guise of teaching him a valuable lesson about himself, and are barely affected by their comrades being killed.

I also just despise forcing cat-like behaviors and intergroup dynamics onto a race of humanoid aliens who have next to no feline characteristics aside from some of them being furry and having pointed ears. Are we just forgetting the Galra who more strongly resemble reptiles because they aren't as "attractive" as their furry counterparts? I love cats, and while they're commonly stereotyped as being little bastards, they absolutely are not unrepentant tyrants, colonizers, and sadists who threaten to turn pretty boys into their slaves, and torture prisoners.

I could go on forever about Keith's flagrant shortcomings (to put it mildly) as a leader; from acting selfishly and rashly due to his acute case of Chosen One syndrome, to abandoning the team, like you said, to disregarding his teammates' safety, to lashing out at them, Allura and Hunk especially, when frustrated despite being older than them. And, of course, how all of this is swept under the rug for an allegedly omniscient entity (Bob), Lance, the uncorrupted version of Zarkon, and Allura to tout his "greatness".

Then there's the fact that multiple members of marginalized communities (Shiro, "Kuron", and Allura) are used to foster his "growth" and uplift his character, only to be promptly cast aside like feces smeared on the bottoms of "MonSantos"'s shoes the instant they were no longer "useful". Keith willingly working with Zethrid and Ezor, another pair of sadists with Galra blood who captured, imprisoned, and were very eager to torture the team, singling out Pidge, the youngest, smallest, and physically weakest of the group as their primary target. And, most egregious and inexcusable, Keith referring to himself as a citizen of the Galra Empire and pledging to rebuild it.

Allura is punished for desperately wanting to connect with her lost people and culture, while Keith is rewarded and celebrated for choosing to work with other Galra over the humans he's meant to be leading and supposedly sees as his family.

Shiro and "Kuron", two disabled, gay, Japanese-American trauma survivors, and hundreds of other innocent presumably gay Japanese-American men (the other Shiro clones) were needlessly and brutally killed in service of Keith's character.

Lauren Montgomery and Joaquim Dos Santos wanted to kill Hunk, whose genealogy is half-Samoan and half-Black. (I assume they would have replaced him with Acxa, given her prominence in spite of her very confused role in the show's narrative.)

Scores of Alteans were manipulated, brainwashed, and exploited as cannon fodder, even after most of their race was annihilated in a blatant genocide, while the countless atrocities willingly committed by the Galra were excused as stemming from a "misguided sense of self-preservation".

Shiro and "Kuron" were deemed both disposable and interchangeable. Allura is made to sacrifice herself to atone for Honerva, another brown-skinned female Altean who willingly participated in the murder of innumerable other Alteans's sins. Shiro is repeatedly forced to mirror the only visibly physically disabled and heavily implied to be homosexual villain, Sendak, who was his personal tormentor and implied rapist.

This sort of thing is what happens when your Sci-Fi/Action cartoon made to sell toys to seven year-olds is helmed by a pair of hateful, unprofessional executive producers who despised characters that are inherently kind, compassionate, gentle, selfless, and pacifistic, and naturally embody heroic qualities. They reduce trauma survivors to narrative punching bags, use their white savior pet character as an outlet and mouthpiece to spread pro-conqueror and colonizer propaganda, and sabotage their own show, wasting all of the time, passion, and effort poured into it by the cast, animators, and composers. Purely because the character they intentionally made a gay, disabled man resonated with audiences, resulting in them being barred from permanently killing him.

And, absolutely had Ulaz survived, he would have been at odds with the rest of the Blades and likely excommunicated from their organization entirely, leading to him becoming a permanent part of Team Voltron who was forever skeptical of the ways of his former comrades. Unfortunately, his survival would have also resulted in him becoming yet another character tied to Shiro who was used to elevate Keith.

Honestly screw fanon romantic and platonic relationships. Tell what character pairings (with little to no interactions in canon) which fandom insists would be great friends but you know it in your heart would kill each other without hesitation

[kimtranssexler]

[hughesapalooza]

Across the calm sea, the first in a thousand years.

san jose sharks + disco elysium

[storytellering]

Torn apart. Inspired by Romeo and Juliet by Sergio Cupido

[nyx-thedragon]

had a thought while rewatching 92sies (and doing math homework) so here it is:

in 92sies, when you become a newsie you suddenly are able to hear the music; that's why Davey looked a bit confused during The World Will Know - he was suddenly hearing this instrumental that he's never heard before that the others are singing along to. during the end bit of Carryin' The Banner, after he ran into Jack, he couldn't hear the music because he wasn't technically a newsie yet* and just thought that the newsies were a bit crazy lol

*(he hadn't bought any papers yet; once you buy papers with the intent to sell them as a newsie, you become a newsie officially, as so deemed by the universe) (the universe being my brain when I thought of/about this lol)

[kelin-is-writing]

Fuck you Endeavor. Fuck you All For One. Fuck you to all the Pro-Heroes. Fuck the Hero Society and FUCK YOU HORIKOSHI too 🥰

[asgardian--angels]

things I wish I could relive for the first time again:

that magical window where you finish a new piece of media, having watched/read it all by yourself with no fandom contact whatsoever, and you are just so happy about it, and full of interesting theories and takeaways, and just in love with it as a gorgeous piece of art.

because I swear to god as soon as you join the fandom for anything, you're bombarded with how you're supposed to view characters and their arcs, how you're supposed to morally and ethically judge the plot and the ways it apparently failed to present the right message, and if you don't you'll either be shunned for not sharing the popular headcanons or you'll be harassed for not criticizing the source material enough.

like how is it that the fans of a piece of media are also the ones being the most negative about it? If I like a show or a movie or a book, well, I liked it. That's kind of the point. I'm actually not here to tear it apart and talk about how it didn't live up to standards other people had! I enjoyed it for what it was, and forcing myself to find negative things to say about it doesn't actually bring me more enjoyment of it or reap any benefit to me. Fandom's a double-edged sword; you want to join a community to share your love for a piece of art, and the price you pay for a modicum of joy is a mountain of negativity. that's one main reason that I never engage with fandom until I'm completely done with a show, because if I was plugged into all of that commentary and discourse during the process, I'd be completely colored by how I'm expected to interpret everything this piece of art is presenting to me without being able to even form my own opinions.