#i can act like im doing fine around others

[rebelssvy]

hello i love your kirishima stuff so much can i request kirishima x super independent reader?

YESS YESS YES im actually super independent irl so this is gonna be goood

independent ✧.*

kirishima x independent reader ⋆·˚ ༘ *

summary: kissing, making out, fluff and smut at the end.

doing this in three parts!! the first is kinda sad ish. second is cute, the last is smut.

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kirishima had a hard time sometimes. he was always pretty clingy. so when you would do you own thing without him he always got a little upset.

waking up in the morning to cook you breakfast just to realize you had gone to the gym. it left him with a frown on his face until you came back to his arms.

it took him a while to realize that you didn’t hate him at all, you just didn’t need his help or his company sometimes . you weren’t purposely ignoring him, you had just been ‘doing your own thing’.

it wasn’t until some nights ago that you two had been laying in bed talking and he expressed how he felt. wrapped up in his bigs arms, you could feel his chest vibrate at his words.

“babe it’s just-… i don’t know…. i love you. all i feel is love for you and sometimes i feel like you don’t want to be around me.” he confessed. you didn’t need to look at his face to see his expression. you knew his eyebrows furrowed and he was wearing a frown on his face.

“i didn’t realize. i- i. im sorry.” you felt bad but you didn’t know what to say. instead you looked up at him. his eyes didn’t meet yours, only watered eyes and a sad expression.

“oh honey.. im so so sorry.” you said while crawling up to him, holding his face.

“i just love you so much!” he sobbed grabbing you into a hug. since that moment on you silently vowed to make him feel loved and appreciated by you.

…

you and kiri had been at a club together. going with some friends. he only ever drank a little when you two went out. today you were a couple shots in, and your boyfriend was looking better than ever.

you had wandered off to the dance floor a while back with mina. swaying your hips to the music. you felt amazing. eyes were on you. departing youself to go to the bathroom you bumped into a firm man.

you didn’t know him but with the eyes he was giving you it instantly gave you the creeps. “excuse me sorry.” you said trying to move past him.

his feet met yours with quick pace, not letting you past. the action sent shivers down your spine.

“where do u think your going pretty” he said motioning his eyes all over your body. feeling absolutely gross you gave him a dirty look.

“sorry i have a boy friend.” and you tried to make your way past him again. but his hands going your body this time. one on your shoulder and the other at your waist.

“get the fuck off of me you asshole!” you pushed him backwards, now more eyes were on the two of you. your face felt flush but the lingering fight or flight was prominent.

“cmon babe i was just helping ya out..” he said while creeping his way back to you. his snicker on his face was disgusting it made you feel less than. “oh is that the boyfriend you were talking about hah” he laughed and you turned around to face kirishima. who looked more angry than you thought he would be.

“is he bothering you babe?” he asked while stepping closer to you.

“yes but i can handle it it’s fine.” you said while turning back to the imposter.

“oh you can handle me anytime sweet thing.” the suspicious man said stepping forward, closer to you then you would ever want him to be.

“fuck you.” you said before taking a knee to his private place. the man lunched forward in pain as he screamed out.

“fuck babe. remind me when i need a body guard i’ll just call u” your boyfriend laughed. kirishima new you could handle your own problems but damn, that shit was hot.

….

nsfw below

“i love you so much i can’t even explain it.” kirishima growled while pushing his big hard digits in and out of you. you moaned at the sensation. you had just got back from the club and kiri had been acting all riled up since the incident.

you couldn’t get him off you. and as soon as you got home he had picked you up and thrown you on the bed.

“fuck you were so hot today.” he moaned while watching his fingers fuck you. wet noises filled the room.

“u think me kic-king so-ah! mee guy in the balls is- is hot..?” you stuttered out, hard tot say anything with him working his fingers in and out of you like this.

“yes.” he answered without hesitation. “it’s was so hot.” he smiled while he closed in on your wet pussy. kissing it with passion he sucked on your clit.

“are you gonna cum baby?” he asked, coy with a smirk on his face.

“…noo..” you moaned out, weak. it was a lie, you were closer then you thought and he knew. he knew your body in and out weather you liked it or not.

“oh yea…?” he toyed. pushing his fingers in and out of your with much faster pace. you shook at his motion.

“oh god! kirishima!” lurching forward he pushed your legs further. while you came he spat on your pretty pussy and resumed his actions on your clit. sucking it through your orgasm.

your never going to need to change for him. that’s forsure.

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it was hard to get super creative with this one. if you want somthing else feel free to put in a similar ask i’ll totally re write or at least try

i’ll add the twt link i used for inspo at the end if you guys want it. lmk!!

[midnight-mourning]

Coco & Kisses

💘💘Midnight's DCA Valentine's Day 11💘💘

IM SORRY THIS IS SO LATE, this week has been, rough, but it's here! and i hope you enjoy it ^^

Prompt: ......Comfort. Maybe Y/N had a bad day at work and Sun and Moon notice. They ask what happened but Y/N doesn't want to share at the moment so instead Sun and Moon decide to try and comfort them the best they could with like some hot chocolate and maybe a movie playing in the background. It'll probably end with Sun and Moon giving little cheek kisses to Y/N and they thank them and, instead of giving cheek kisses like they did, they smooch the both of them instead [sorry if grammar isn't doing it's thing, kinda tired rn]

Word Count: 1439

Read here if you prefer ao3!

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"Are you seriously doing this, right now?" You ask into your phone, voice strained and tears pricking your eyes. "Like, is this actually, you're serious."

The person on the other end is silent, then they let out a drawn out sigh. You don't bother to listen to the rest. You click 'end call' before it upsets you further, letting out a quiet cry to yourself. 

This is the last thing you needed today. It was already difficult enough as is with kids acting out more than usual—likely due to a sugar rush from so much Valentine's candy—and having this to add to the pile.

Not to mention, your manager had been on your ass all this week for wanting to hold a party for the kids, and thus as part of your deal with them you were solely responsible for clean up. No outside assistance in the slightest. 

The party had just ended when you got your call, and with the stress of everything else go on today on your plate, you were about ready to explode. Or burst into tears. Maybe both. 

"Sunlight, are you okay?"

You nearly jump out of your skin, whipping to your left to see Sun peeking out the doors. Right. You still had work to do. He was probably wondering why you weren't doing it. 

You wipe your eyes and sniffle. "I, yeah, sorry. I'm fine. Are you ready to start clean up?" 

You don't know how much you'll be able to do with the kids still around, but maybe if you get a head start you can get out of here on time. Drowning your sorrows in a tub of ice cream while curled up in bed sounded perfect right about now. 

"No! No, not at all. Please, that's the last thing either of us should be worrying about." He puts his hands up, fully stepping outside the door now. "Really, are you sure you're okay?" He bends down and puts a hand on your shoulder, rays spinning a few times. 

You shake your head. He really could always tell when you were upset. Or you just weren't a great liar. But, the last thing you want to do right now is talk. "It's um, not something I'm super comfortable sharing. I'm sorry." You look down, trying to ignore how lame an excuse that is. 

"Oh love, you have nothing to be sorry for." He cups your cheek, gently guiding you to look back up at him. "If you don't want to share, you don't have to. Let's just get through the rest of today and go from there." He pulls you into a quick hug, tight against his chest before releasing you. 

You sigh, nodding. "Thank you, Sunny."

"Together?" He asks, offering you his hand. 

A small smile splits your face, you take his hand in yours. "Together."

With the Attendant's support, the rest of the day goes by semi-smoothly. There's a few more hiccups, but you don't let them get to you. Neither does Sun or Moon. 

When Phil spills glitter all over the floor, Sun takes a running start and pretends to slip through it, causing you to burst out laughing. 

When Eliza throws a tantrum about taking her last nap of the day, Moon plays a lullaby through his music box, singing softly along with it and soothing both her and you. 

Additionally, when the day finally ends, you manage to get clean up done fairly quickly, with the two bots cracking jokes or the likes as you work to keep the mood light. 

After you clean up, you start to gather your things to head out, only to be ushered away from them by the playtime attendant, leaving you confused. Before you can question him, he scoops you up, and suddenly you're in the air, heading towards their room. 

Once he touches down, Sun carries you inside, only setting you down again on their bed. He claps his hands together with a nod, walking across the room for something. 

You blink, then shake your head. "You work fast, don't you?"

"I have to, otherwise you'd just slip right through our fingers." He says, spinning around now with a mug in his hand. "Now drink up, it's naptime, friend."

You take the warm coco into your hands, steam still rising from it just a bit. "When did you have the time for this?" You take a sip, it's the perfect temperature, and makes all the tension almost instantly leave your body. 

"The same time we had to warm up the bedding, make popcorn, and get a movie ready for later, of course!" Sun giggles, ushering you to settle back into the—indeed—warm blankets. "And more coco for when you wake up."

You sigh, eyes closing momentarily and almost staying that way before you open them again, sleepy smile on your face as you set the already half empty mug on the stand by their bed, allowing yourself to be snuggled into the criminally cozy pillows and blankets. 

"Thank you both. It, this, it helps a lot." 

Sun's voice is soft as he leans in, pressing his smile to your forehead for a moment. "Of course, Sunbeam. Sweet dreams."

With a yawn, you settle in, exhaustion hitting you full force as you doze off. You think as consciousness starts to slip through your fingers that you hear the faint twinkling of a music box, and you muster the strength for a smile as you fall asleep. 

You wake up sometime later, well rested. It takes a moment to adjust but you find yourself being held in strong arms. You glance up to find red eyes staring down at you.

"Hello, Starlight. Sleep well?" Moon's faceplate twists a few times. 

You yawn, stretching slightly. "Yeah. It was nice. But I could really go for that popcorn now." Another yawn. "And a movie. Please."

"Consider it done." 

Soon enough you settle back in for your movie, and acutely realize just how close you are with your beloved attendant. Too sleepy earlier to realize that yes, you were indeed in his arms. 

You ignore the heat on your cheeks, instead trying to enjoy the movie without paying attention to how close you are. How you can hear the mechanics working inside his chest click and tick as you watch. The rumble of his voice box as you chat quietly, the way his arms rest on you, keeping you in place, though you have no reason or desire to move either. One hand traces patterns onto the blanket on top of you, soothing in a way you can't fully describe

You take another bite of Valentine's candy content to stay right here until the end of your days. If you're going to do that however, you feel you should at least say as much.

"I know I said it already, but thank you both for this. It means… more than you know." You sigh, settling further back into the bot behind you. 

Moon snickers. "Silly Star, you know a thank you isn't necessary." 

"That doesn't mean I can't—" 

You're cut off by your surprise as Moon presses his smile against your cheek, gaze cheeky as he pulls back to stare down at you. 

"Not. Necessary."

Your face heats up further, and you puff out your cheeks in frustration and fluster. 

Feeling bold, you reach up and take hold off his faceplate with both hands. Then, you pull him down to your level, lips meeting his smile. You feel him freeze at your actions, but you're too focused to care. You hold him there against you until you're satisfied, pulling away with a quiet gasp. 

You wipe your lip with your thumb, giggling at the bot above you's dazed expression. 

"Necessary." 

After a moment, his faceplate spins, letting out a snicker as he reaches up for the lightswitch behind him. 

As rays slowly pop out of his head Moon mutters a final "Good luck" leaving you alone with his Sunny counterpart instead. 

"Hello, Sunshine." He reaches down, cupping your face now as well. 

You chuckle. "Out and about for any reason in particular?" 

"Maybe, maybe not." He hums. 

You rub your thumb against his cheek, gently urging him down to your level. "You don't have to act oblivious, you know. You'll still get your turn."

"I've no idea what you mean, love. But now that I'm thinking on it, I do think there's something I'm here for."

You scoff, and give him a quick peck. "Dramatic."

"Just for you~" He kisses you this time, for much longer, you'll add. 

You laugh softly. "Just for me."

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Thank you @that-one-unknown-artist for the request!! Twas a lot of fun (and relatable) to write out, and a bit self-indulgent i won't lie hehe

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[princessofxianle]

response to @bingqiuhateabortion 's comment [also quoted below]

sry i wrote too much (again 😅) to respond in a comment...

@bingqiuhateabortion : this might sound like nitpicking but i read 4th book a while ago and i believe feng xin didn't really believe xie lian when xl said that bwx was haunting him and he and xl's parents thought that xl was just having a fit and depressed over the current state of things (which is bwx's fault but nontheless)... hadn't he told him? Also my main point wasn't that fx wouldn't follow xie lian technically but that he wouldn't do it while aligning his wishes with xie lian's... like he would still try to percieve xl as dianxia. When xl was away for a whole month bc of the swords temple and got back fx's first reaction was to hit him. He lashed out!! That's fine he's allowed to do that but it was egoistic. He always cared, and i agree that xl is at fault too for closing off, but fx never tried to breach his fence. As you wrote it comes from hes servant's mentality - he didn't ever push (neither in jian lan's case nor in xie lian's) or tried to wrap his head around other's inner struggles.

also nah dw i dont take it as nitpicking! just discussion 😊💜

As for XL seeing BWX, yes he does tell FX, but upon my reread, FX never really gives a clear and definite indicator of belief within his responses to XL. The only scene we see that seems to even maybe imply that FX doesnt believe him is the conversation XL overhears FX having w his parents. Who, to FX, are still the King and Queen. His superiors. FX can only communicate what he does know and must trust that XL will tell him the rest when he can. Maybe this is just my personal take, but I honestly don't think FX believes OR disbelieves XL. I think its a bit of both, which makes him very internally conflicted. He is confused and scared at how XL is acting now simply bc, as we said, he doen't understand why. Something doesn't add up bc he doesnt have the full picture since XL is avoiding the topic, as we both agreed. But FX does try! And we know he tries, especially to give XL the benefit of the doubt, because even in the face of a newly ascended MQ, who is the one who first tells FX point blank about XLs theft, he entirely denies it, assuming its MQs lie or theres more to the story he doesnt know, when XL subsequently freaks out. Because thats the most plausible assumption FX can come up with, given what (he thinks) he already knows about XL through their history. And yes, like we both say, FX may not push XL, but that doesn't mean he's not trying to understand him internally, on his own, when he encounters a situation where he realizes he doesnt. But you must remember, FX is a battle, war, and combat genius, his innate strengths don't lie in emotional intelligence no matter how hard he may try to understand XL by himself.

Back to the convo w the King and Queen, im sure FX feels a sense of responsibility to prove to them that he knows how to take care of their son. I'm also sure they had a hand in appointing him as XLs bodyguard in the first place, and I think that skews his answer to them bc its oversimplified and BECAUSE he himself still doesn't have a full answer. But he wants to show the King and Queen (and himself! ...i swear this poor boy has hella self worth issues) that he's capable and still useful to them and his prince. And unfortunately, XL overhears this oversimplified, and not necessarily accurate answer (& not meant for his ears in the first place) when he's in a VERY defensive state and feels like he's alone with no one there for him and now introduced to the possibly theyre even against him. And this is what I meant abt the miscommunication between FX & XL and XL's unreliable narration. XL may feel that way (and understandably so!) but FX is still trying as best he can to find a reason (sidenote: I do headcanon FX as being unable to lie to XL too, at least fully. Thats never mentioned, but I do think it fits) And AGAIN, when XL hears this, he runs. He barely gives FX a chance to talk to him, let alone listen to what he does say immediately after. Very similar to what happens when he tells FX later to leave without ANY discussion.

As for when XL returns, FX was not right to hit him. Not at all. And it's so sad about the timing because I feel like thats the true beginning of the end for them. But I do understand why. And its not at all because it comes from an egoistic place. From FXs pov, XL has been gone without word, for over a month at this point. Jian Lan has also kicked FX out during this time. And you bet your ass I believe that was partially bc FX was running around all that time in a crazed panic trying to find XL and mitigate the King & Queen's worries abt their son. He's stressed. And we know FX shows his stress through anger, through a form of lashing out. Like swearing (most commonly) and fighting (tho usually w MQ).

However, there are 2 tiny yet INCREDIBLY important details MXTX mentions after FX clocks him. First, XL, one of the strongest martial gods to ever ascend, crumples to the ground like no more than a rotten tree trunk. Second, after throwing the punch, FX immediately freezes and looks at his fist. My interpretation? FX never expected the hit to even land, let alone knock XL entirely to the ground. It is very well known in this story how exceptional XL is at EVERYTHING: martial arts, strength, cultivation, etc. He's unparalleled. And im sure FX knows this intimately. Through watching him, sparring w him, or simply just the years he's spent by his side. FX himself may be strong (he does eventually ascend via his "martial might") but no matter how much power is behind a hit, it doesnt matter if it doesn't land. Like if XL dodges. But he doesn't. He doesnt even counter. Debatably, he doesn't even see it coming. And therefore, FX lands the hit, and HARD. And the shock he shows through looking back to his fist, the hand that just HIT Xie Lian, who he's sworn his life to keep from all harm, I think proves the hit itself was not his intention. Just his way of showing he was upset (another sidenote: i think this really shakes him. His demeanor toward XL changes too immediately after, even helping him right back up and changing to speak with softer words toward him. And I do headcanon this interaction as a core momory of his that disgusts him abt himself for awhile, if not the rest of his very long life) If he was egoistic, I doubt he'd care enough to even look for him let alone be upset enough to even have the thought to hit him. He still wasn't right to. Not at all. But it absolutely did not come from a self-centered place. It came from concern. From fear. Because he has ALWAYS cared about XL's safety, and in all that time, XL put him in a position where FX couldn't do anything to protect him let alone know what happened to him or if he was even alive.

And to your main point, that FX may follow XL in practice but not have his heart in it, (thank you for clarifying ...but) my interpretation still stands. Yes, at this point FX is used to dianxia!XL. Its the only XL he knows. My point is that FX has proven himself to want to align with XL's goals anyway, whatever they are. If im remembering right, its the Queen that, while asking XL to bring FX back, reminds him that FX isnt just his bodyguard but also his best friend. That isnt part of FXs job description. That was his own choice.

FX doesnt follow XL just because he's loyal to Taizi Dianxia. He follows XL because he's loyal to Xie Lian... who also happens to be only Taizi Dianxia...at first!

The concept that XL felt restricted by the role FX places on him is multifaceted. There is not just one reason. And thats what my post was trying to explain.

That: (these # correspond to my prev rb)

1) FX does not realize that his intention of the pedastal he places XL on may not always align with the actual resultant way XL percieves being placed on said pedastal

because...

2) XL has not communicated that to FX for FX to properly empathise or understand him, so FX can't know he should adjust this approach of "help" to XL during his banshiment struggles

because...

3) its the approach FX has always used since way back when (in Xianle and heaven) it worked, bc XL still had yet to experience failure and the change in his worldview that came with it

however...

4) XL has built this wall limiting real vulnerable communication between him and FX out of fear because for the first time in his life, he himself is terrified of this brand new feeling of unpredictable drastic changes in himself, his life, and his values, which hes still trying not to drown in. And that fear comes from not knowing how FX will react to him confessing that he cant be "perfect" anymore (given FXs habitual pedastal-ing) since its never something he had to, or ever imagined doing

so...

5) XL makes sure to build that wall of fear up higher to avoid the unpredictable (and possibly undesirable) response that may come with confessing to FX that he's uncomfortable with, and doesnt anymore fit, the old version of himself, that FX has always and currently can only see him as

and therefore...

TLDR:

6) FX will be sent away without any explanation and spend 800 years never really knowing "why" but even after all that time, when their paths cross again, FX will continue to fall back into old habits based on the limited amount of what he knows about XL, while he STILL tries to find a way to understand XL without pushing too hard. Because he doesn't even know if XL wants him back in his life.

In conclusion, and based on all this,I want to make two things clear:

1. Feng would have stayed if never told to leave, or asked to come back.

BUT

2. Xie Lian's headspace prevents him from thinking clearly in the first place and is why he drives FX off, and believes this act to be irreperable so he doesnt try to get him back

Both of these truths can mutually exist.

Feng Xin would have stayed if asked. But canon Xie Lian would have never asked. So it's not FX's lack of loyalty thats the deciding factor. It's actually XL's decision.

All of Xie Lian's and Feng Xin's actions are consistent to their characters, and absolutely & completely justified. And, to me, thats the painfully wonderful and tortuous beauty I find in their dynamic. I empathise with both of them dearly, so I know there was no possible other way this could've played out between them (tho I can dream 🤪).

Through no fault of either party, the few small holes in their relationship in combination with a situation meant to rip those holes wide open (thanks, Jun Wu) is ultimately what led to this result.

These are also holes that Hualian's relationship does NOT have. And by comparison, shows how unbreakable their bond is. There's no point of failure that could ever be exploited to rip them apart.

Unlike, unfortunately, as we see with Fenglian.

fin

edit: I had a whole section about comparing FX and HC's loyalty, but Tumblr fkn ate it, so I'm just gonna link you to this post where i say...

'why are you being like this? when did. you become this way?' feng xin mumbled. 'i...i really don't know...i'm... why did i follow you all this time--?' 'then stop following,' xie lian said. feng xin couldn't wrap his head around that. 'what?' 'i said, don't follow me anymore,' xie lian repeated.

heaven official's blessing, pg 273

[transgirltrish]

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[sukibenders]

Intersectionality is something that, sadly, is often pushed to the side in Arcane discussions, specifically from a certain side of that fandom. They will go on and on about Viktor, as they usually do, talking about how he suffers from classicism and ableism within the show and fandom respectively (as they should as these are issues, but there is a catch when it comes to these fans as well), but when others in the fandom, especially Mel or even Sky fans, point out the racism and misogyny (misogynoir) that is often rampant in this fandom, particularly from said fans mentioned prior, all of a sudden its not possible or being overdramatized. Like they suddenly can't understand how some of their rhetoric includes or invites the same thing black fans have been calling out since the beginning, because how can you discuss the ableism and such that Viktor faces, but laugh or joke around with people who call Mel slurs or just denounce her to a trope? I thought you were for calling out forms of hate within fandom, or does your "activism" only stretch so far? And back to a previous statement, about the catch regarding those particularly fans----some of them regurgitate the same harmful rhetoric towards Viktor that they say they supposedly hate, just in mode subtle ways. How are you going to say you hate when Viktor is infantilized, but will be quick to forget he's a grown man who can defend himself (often when trying to pair him against Mel, framing her as the aggressor, and sometimes even Jayce too but to a lesser degree)? Not saying Jayce doesn't get equal amounts of hate, but his more so gets pushed aside along with his character to ultimately frame Viktor in higher regard, often making him ooc. It's like they pick and choose when the issues are prevalent, and when they aren't, and it's so frustrating.

[my-thoughts-and-junk]

i have to think about chilchuck and laios forever

[sneezywheel]

Man wtf fuck biology when has science ever helped anyone ever. I’ll just major in communications and make a billion schmeckles that way

[possamble]

I think the most egregious case of "tagging a background f/f ship" is when the f/f ship is an established couple that spends most of their screentime trying to get the m/m or f/m ship together. They barely even flirt. Many such cases. :(

I know there are real problems I could get heated about but this one truly makes me want to book a rage room

[chilapis]

Last post before I crash and no-one hears from me until I return from my first final the morrow’s eve (a changed man no doubt) but there’ll never be anything funnier to me than consistently being viewed as a composed and calm saviour by peers while I’m, actively and uncontrollably losing it.

[phagodyke]

kind of annoys me sometimes how I can happily listen to my roommate explain the entire plot of whatever she's currently into but when it comes to my interests she can only listen for a few mins before wordlessly walking out of the room

[arolesbianism]

Doodle I did of my girl Juliet earlier

[thedevotionaltour]

i havent even read enough gl to justify the feelings and emotions i have about kyle i just have the lovers heart and also something wrong with me. and my projection. in my mind he's just like me. and he would have loved college vending machine frozen cheeseburger and heating it up in the microwave at 1 in the morning because he was bored and didn't want to work on a drawing assignment on 20" x 30" paper that was due tomorrow in his freshman year. he would have loved going to the club to push off finals work that's creating the worst stress known to man in his brain. and he would love to annoy the fuck out of his roommate when high and avoiding homework on a saturday.

[sukibenders]

Look, I enjoy the Targaryens as much as the next person and think that their house, their family mess, all of it is very interesting. I want a dragon so bad and they are one of the reasons, I get it. But, on the same hand, it gets annoying when people say/act like they are the only interesting house within ASOIAF (this rhetoric is mainly on Twitter, from what I've seen) and it primarily has to do with them having dragons (to which, for a time many Targaryens didn't have after the dance and until Daenerys came into the picture). Look, having dragons is cool and all, but if that's all that makes a house interesting then maybe that house is boring. And, could be just me, but by saying that I feel like it's lowkey disrespecting all the work GRRM put into the other houses and their characters. If the Targaryens are your favorite that's fine, but there's no need to act like the lore behind other houses also isn't just as important. I'm new to this fandom, but there are so many aspects that have pulled me in and it's sad that people ignore it just because it's not a part of one particular house.

[waywardsalt]

the dilemma of having ideas that would be best expressed as comics but being afraid to draw

[fappellmoan]

if my coworker doesn’t stop smacking his lips it’s gonna turn into a murder-suicide situation.

[oceantornadoo]

when you first start talking to simon riley, you want to check yourself into an insane asylum.

you like to think you’re cool, you’re chill, you’re nonchalant. but he takes eight hours to text back, sending you a “come over.” text at 7pm like he hadn’t just ignored you the whole day. you complain to your friends, of course, which is a terrible move when they tell you to drop him and if he wanted to, he would! and you think he does (want to), he’s just so insanely nonchalant about it. so the next time he comes over, chinese takeout in hand after not texting you back since 8am, you go a little crazy…

you open the door for him, stepping back awkwardly when he tries to peck your forehead. he practically shrugs it off, toeing off his boots before setting the food down on your table. “got tha’ dish ya like.” you nod, forgetting his back is to you. simon unpacks the boxes with precision from the bag, not stopping until it’s all laid out on the table. you’ve been quiet for a while, unusual since you’re the talker of the bunch, and that creeping feeling that’s been sliding up his skin finally sets its hooks in him. he turns around curiously, brows furrowing at the sight of you still standing by the door, biting your lip with a timid look and wet eyes. “love?”

you shake your head with a watery smile. “can we talk?” simon follows you as you walk to your couch, feeling like he’s been dropped into an op with no details. he doesn’t know what’s wrong, just that you’re hurting and he seems to be the cause of it. “i just…don’t get it. how you’re acting so normal.” you’re twisting your hands together. “somethin’ happen, love? got me confused.” you give him that small, weak smile again and it’s like you’ve stabbed him in the heart. “you- you barely talk to me all day and then you just come over here like it’s nothing. it’s just so hot and cold and i’m wrecking myself over it when it’s so clear you don’t care. i’m just so confused, si.”

simon runs through his memories. he texted you good morning, you texted it back, then he went about his duties for the day until he was finally free to ask about dinner. hadn’t even picked up his phone in the meantime, security risks or just plain busyness being the cause. “‘ve been busy, sweetheart. ‘s why i asked t’ come over when i was done.” you shake your head, biting your lip. “it’s the modern day, simon. everyone’s on their phones. i don’t think you’re as into this as me, and that’s fine, but i just want to know!”

now simon’s the one shaking his head, pulling out his phone. he might not be tech savvy but he does know this move from johnny, the fucker constantly complaining about his screen time. he pulls up the screen time tracker and turns it to you. “not everyone.” you’re a bit shocked to be honest. his screen time is ten minutes for the entire day. a few in the morning when he texted you and nothing until nighttime, when he texted you again. you’ve never seen anything like it.

“‘m not a big texter an’ we don’t use personal phones for work, so it’s jus’ a brick i leave at home or lug around. ‘s nothin’ on you. been thinkin’ about you all day, to be honest.” your mouth is open, honestly. any other man would have never shown you their minute-by-minute screen time, would have begged off the “busy” excuse while having been on social media for four hours. simon, by all standards, is genuinely different.

“so, you do like me?” he nods stiffly, gloved hands reaching for you. you slide into his lap easily, tucking your face into his neck to hide your heated cheeks. you’d even shed a few tears over this, how embarrassing. “‘course i like you, sweetheart. an’ im sorry if it didn’t feel like it. let’s have it out, yeah?” you nod into his skin and he takes a deep breath, pulling you closer to his heart.

from that day on, you compromise with phone calls. when he’s got a few minutes and you’ve hit a lull at work, he’ll call you. it’s better than any text in the world - hearing his gruff voice asking questions about your messy coworkers or dinner plans. not so nonchalant as you thought.

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i wish this was from personal experience but unfortunately for me, it’s closer to the men not responding for days but having a screen time of six hours.