#i don’t like how this one looks at all idkkkk

[crimson-amarone]

Fancasting for a Trigun live-action tv series/movie!! I know we got just Trigun Stampede, but we can’t let Cowboy Bebop get a live action and not Trigun right??

For all my selections I would say about 75-80% are actors I have seen in one or more of their most well known roles. For anyone else I narrowed down to 2-4 options and I did extra research into their filmography, interviews to hear their voices and general vibe, etc. And I also looked at what kind of roles they trended towards—sci-fi/fantasy and superhero media giving them bonus points.

See below for info about the actors and my runner up choices for each character. I included tidbits like their age, height, and notable roles.

For Vash and Knives I wanted to first look for real life identical twins. After some research, I believe I found a fitting pair. Cole and Dylan Sprouse, best know for their childhood roles in the Suite Life of Zack and Cody. Although I don’t think I knew their adult roles as well as their Zack and Cody days, that real twin dynamic just adds that extra layer.

Of the two, I found Cole having a softer look, and lately it appears he’s been going with black hair which seemed fitting if we think about black-haired Vash at the end of TriMax. Dylan’s look has just that different sharpness and edginess that I slotted him to Knives.

Ruby Cruz (Kit Tanthalos, Disney+’s Willow) is a very talented young woman and recently made a feature length movie debut as Hazel Callahan in Bottoms (2023) and will be starring in an upcoming rom-com The Threesome. (See notes about edit below.)

Milly was a tricky one for me. I have a couple of runners up below. My current pick is Mina Sundwall, especially for her role as Penny Robinson in Netflix’s space family drama Lost in Space.

Although I’m on board with the HC that Wolfwood is Latinx, I had to go with famous werewolf Jacob Black from Twilight, Taylor Lautner. I got a couple other choices below too.

Liam Hemsworth (or Chris idkkkk). Nuff said?

Rem was a bit hard to choose. I had to go with Candice Patton as a personal big fan of her role as Iris West in The Flash as a DC fan. She has just the right oh-crap-I-have-kids-I-am-not-prepared-at-all motherly acting vibe down pat that is essential for Rem.

Despite the fact that Christopher Daniel Barnes is always smiling in photos, his breath of filmography makes him such a good fit for wise Drunkle Roberto.

Being so effing hyped about Nicholas playing Lex Luthor in Superman Legacies (2025) he has the perfect mix of heroic and villain roles for Legato’s psychotic righteousness. And he’s already had blue hair (and fur all over his whole body) as Hank “Beast” McCoy, c’mon too easy.

Zazie Beetz… that couldn’t have been a coincidence? Like Studio Orange must have know about this actress when they worked on the Beast’s revamped design. For a second option I’d probably pick a child/adolescent actor but Zazie can pretty much take whatever form they want, so why not both? Edit: I’m going with Scarlett (Trixie from Lucifer). Very very talent young woman. She’s funny, smart, sassy.

Role: Vash the Stampede

Actor: Cole Sprouse

Age: 31

Height: 6’0”

Best known role: Cody Martin ( The Suite Life of Zack & Cody)

Runner-up Actor: Mason Dye (Jason Carver, Stranger Things)

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Role: Millions Knives

Actor: Dylan Sprouse

Age: 31

Height: 6’0”

Best known role: Zack Martin ( The Suite Life of Zack & Cody)

Runner-up Actor: Christopher Lowell (Sebastian “Bash” Howard, GLOW and Jess, How I Met Your Father)

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Role: Meryl Stryfe

Actor: Ruby Cruz

Age: 23

Height: 5’3”

Best known role: (Kit Tanthalos, Disney+’s Willow)

Edit: I swapped Ruby Cruz in for Bex as I learned how far along Bex was in their gender journey. As much as I respect Bex’s journey and the gender representation is important, I still want to pick someone I feel leans more feminine for Meryl.

Runner-up Actor: tbd, maybe Christine Lee or Ana Yi Puig

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Role: Nicholas D. Wolfwood

Actor: Taylor Lautner

Age: 32

Height: 5’8”

Best known role: Jacob Black (Twilight movies)

Runner-up Actor: David Castro (Raphael Santiago, Freeform’s Shadowhunters)

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Role: Roberto De Niro

Actor: Christopher Daniel Barnes

Age: 51

Height: 5’11”

Best known role: Spiderman (Spider-Man 90s), Prince Eric (The Little Mermaid 89)

Runner-up Actor: Edgar Ramirez (Bourne Ultimatum 2007, Carlos the Jackal, HBO’s The Undoing)

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Role: Milly Thompson

Actor: Mina Sundwall

Age: 22

Height: 5’6”

Best known role: Penny Robinson (Lost in Space, 2018)

Runner-up Actors: Liana Liberato, Kennedy McGann, Ellie Gall, Luna Wedler

———

Role: Rem Saverem

Actor: Candice Patton

Age: 35

Height: 5’4”

Best known role: Iris West (CW’s The Flash)

Runner-up Actor: Lyrica Okano (Nico Minoru, Hulu’s Runaways)

———

Role: Legato Bluesummers

Actor: Nicholas Hoult

Age: 34

Height: 6’3”

Best known role: Nux (Mad Max Fury Road), Hank “Beast” McKoy (X-Men movies), Lex Luthor (Superman Legacies, 2025)

Runner-up Actors:

2. Samuel Larson (Joe Hart, Glee) 3. Charlie Heaton (Jonathan Byers, Stranger Things) or 4. Brenton Twaites (Dick Grayson aka Nightwing, DC’s Titans)

[entishramblings]

The Innocence of Brutality Pt. 4 [Legolas/F!Reader]

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 5 | PART 6 | PART 7

A.N: so here is the fourth part! unsure if I will make more parts because this fic hasn’t been as popular as my previous ones idkkkk? But I do wanna get a chapter of FATE up before I consider adding to this series?? lol don’t mind this ramble. EDIT: okay I will not discontinue this series I didn’t realize so many people did like it???

Request: none

Pairing: Legolas X Fem!Reader

Summary: The Reader is Rámaitë Mahtar, a warrior spirit race, and she meets the fellowship on their quest to destroy the ring.  

Disclaimer: Any mythology relating to the Rámaitë Mahtar is not canon as I made up Rámaitë Mahtar. Also, all elvish was translated from a translator site—it may not be accurate.

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: nudity (not sex), mentions of war, mentions of torture, violence, fluff

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Only a couple days later, the fellowship approached a small town. It was small enough not to be very noticeable, yet large enough to have a marketplace to purchase some clothing for (Y/N) along with other supplies that they may need.

Aragorn nodded to Legolas. “Check her wing. See if it is healed.”

The elf turned to (Y/N), his eyes asking for permission. 

She dipped her head ever so slightly, granting it.

He took to unbinding it and, as the fabric fell away, his lips parted. The wound was basically gone. It was still noticeable that there had been an injury, but it was mostly healed and feathers were beginning to grow back over the thin fleshy material.

“(Y/N), how do you feel? Does it hurt?”

She frowned, snapping them open. She then flapped them slightly, sending a large gust of wind at her friends who wobbled at the pressure. “No pain. They feel…better.”

“Can they retract?” Aragorn asked.

(Y/N) nodded as she lowered them again. Slowly, they began to fold in on themselves…until there was nothing.

With parted lips, Legolas walked around her form. His eyes fell upon her exposed back and….nothing. No scar. No mark. Just skin. 

She looked human–ish. She still had that distinct ‘something different look’ but only ever so slightly. One wouldn't be able to pick up on it. At least none of the humans or simpler-minded creatures. 

“Okay,” Aragorn stated, appeased. “(Y/N) and I will go with the hobbits. Boromir will go with Gandalf. And Legolas and Gimli, you go alone. Most will see either of you as a messenger of your people stopping for the night. Boromir will seemingly be assisting an old man with his travels. And (Y/N) and I will be seen as a family with the little ones.”

At this, Legolas clenched his jaw. He didn’t know why, but heat brewed in his chest. 

“We will all stay in the same inn, but don’t make obvious contact with one another. Is everyone sure of the plan?”

Nods followed.

“Good.”

The smaller groups took turns entering the village, (Y/N), Aragorn, and the hobbits first.

They muddled by the market first, purchasing clothing and other essentials, before heading towards the inn. As they walked the streets, they passed all sorts of people—some chasing their children, and others trying to sell goods or services. One of these, services, caught (Y/N)’s attention.

A woman sat upon a man’s lap, her lips smashed against his. As their mouths moved in sync, the man’s arms wound their way across their hips. Aragorn knew that soon enough they would make their way into an ally or room for rent and do what they pleased. Of course, the others were not aware of such a lifestyle.

“What–what are they doing?” (Y/N) asked.

Pippin, rocking back on his heels, replied in a playful tone. “Kissing!”

The winged warrior frowned. “What is this…kissing?”

“It’s what people do when they love each other!” Sam replied.

“Love?” (Y/N) questioned.

“You know,” he began. “When you really like someone. When you really care bout ‘em.”

“I care about you.”

“Well of course you do.” Frodo said gently. “But love is different. It’s very special.”

Merry decided to interject at this point. “It’s like when you wanna be with them all the time!”

“You want to be with Pippin all the time,” (Y/N) said.

“Well, he’s my best friend! It’s different!” Merry defended.

Surprisingly, it was Aragorn who settled this debate. “All of those things are love, just different kinds. Romantic love is what you are asking about.” He ushered them along, still speaking in a quiet tone. ‘Romantic love is when your soul is bonded with another’s forever. It is when you would do anything for them. It is when you feel most cherished, most cared for, and most safe.” His hand drifted to the necklace that hung around his neck. “It is when you would want nothing but the best for that person, even if it breaks your heart.” He cleared his throat. “Now come along. We need to get to the inn.”

(Y/N) frowned, but followed along, her eyes lingering upon the couple.

They got a room, one as large as they could, and cleaned up, before making their way down to the bar for a meal and drink. (Y/N) sat, in her new clothes, at a nook table with the hobbits and Aragorn. It was then when Gandalf and Boromir walked in. They exchanged a quick subtle nod before drifting to a table nearby. Gimli entered about a half hour later—loud and complaining for some ale and mead. And Legolas soon followed. 

However, when the elf entered and scanned the room, his eyes froze on the Rámaite Mahtar. Her hair, clean and sparkling, framed her face nicely. Dark trousers wrapped around her waist and her feet were now clad by brown leather boots. A green tunic was covered by a simple leather armor, one that the Rangers often wore, and a matching cloak was tied under her neck. She looked put together…less homely and rugged. She looked normal…almost. Regardless, she was blending into their cover story quite well. She was smiling, talking, and eating with the hobbits. Aragorn’s arm was wrapped around her too as he held an ale. They looked sorta like a family traveling through the area. Legolas hated it.

(Y/N) caught a glimpse of the elf from the corner of her eye and flashed him a smile. 

He sent her a small one in return, trying to mask the jealousy boiling in his blood. 

With that, he disappeared into the bar.

As the night continued on, each small group began to subtle make their way into their rooms upstairs. 

Currently, Legolas sat upon the mattress in his small room. His dirty clothes were discarded and he wore only a clean pair of rousers. He was writing in a little book, a journal, that he was keeping throughout the journey. If he didn’t survive this, he wanted his father to find it. He wanted his father to know why he undertook such a journey. He hoped it would provide at least some comfort for the man.

It was then that a knock sounded upon his door. 

“Come in,” he called, for he knew it could only be a member of the fellowship. No other here would disturb an elf. His people had a reputation that led others to stay away.

A loud creaking sounded as the door slowly swung open.

“(Y/N)?” Legolas said, surprised.

She entered and closed the door behind her.

“I have your clothes,” she said simply, before placing a rumbled-up pile of green on the small table next to the bed. 

He smiled. “Thank you for returning them. I see the new ones Aragorn got you fit quite well.”

“Yes.” She walked towards him, standing right in front of him. “What are you doing?”

“Journaling,” he said. “I am writing of our adventure—taking notes, sketches. I want to keep a record of it, just in case.”

She frowned, peering at the book. “Just in case what?”

He looked up at her, sorrow in his blue eyes. “Just in case I die.” He cleared his throat, looking back down at the pages. “I want my father to have it. As an explanation. I assume by now he knows I have taken upon this quest.”

“I don't want you to die,” (Y/N) responded with a bit of a waver in her voice. 

Legolas sighed. “I don’t want you to die either–any of you.”

Surprising the elf, (Y/N) reached forward. She pulled the notebook from his hands as well as the ink and feather. She placed them carefully on the bedside table before returning in front of Legolas. 

“(Y/N),” Legolas began, confused. The sentence that was to follow, however, didn’t.

His voice faltered into nothingness as (Y/N) lifted one leg at a time to sit on his lap. As she settled upon him, she brought her hands to his cheeks.

“(Y/N),” he began again. Still, his words could not form past her name.

She leaned forward, her eyes fluttering closed, and pressed her lips to his. At first, he didn’t respond, shock filtering through his bones, but his body soon responded. His mouth began moving in pattern with hers and his arms encased her form. Her lips tasted of lavender and light, hints of ale filtering through that. She tasted different. She tasted ethereal. He liked it. He pulled her body close as they shared one breath. He let her fingers weave into his blond locks, entangling themselves deep into it, and he didn’t stop her when her hands ever so slightly brushed his elvish ears. He did, however, have to resist the sexual urge that came from such a touch. It was a slow kiss, one of hesitation and unsureness, but not unwanted. 

When the pair pulled away, Legolas looked up at her face. His next sentence was not that of accusation, but rather of question. “Why did you do that?”

She bit her lip. “Sam said that is what you do when you care about someone. It’s called kissing.”

“I know what it is called.” He chuckled lightly. “So did you kiss the hobbits too?”

She shook her head. “It is only for when you really care about someone.” 

He raised a brow, his arm wrapping tighter around her back. “Is that so?”

She nodded, not picking up on his teasing manner. “Yes. They said it is when you love someone.”

His second eyebrow lifted upwards to meet his first. “Do you even know what love is?”

(Y/N)’s expression turned to that of determination and seriousness as she spoke her next words. “I will kill for you.”

“(Y/N), you are a race that brings death. Killing for someone isn't love—”

She shook her head. “No. You don’t understand. I—I don’t like war…not really. I don’t like that people hurt. I don’t like where I went after…after the first time I was here. With–with a man named Morgoth.” Her voice turned into a whisper. “He–he tortured me. I bled because of him.” (Y/N) blinked a couple of times, trying to hold back tears. It didn’t work. “But I would do it again…for you. I  am doing it again...for you.”

That was the most words he ever heard her say consecutively. “I–I don’t understand—” he stuttered, a bit surprised by the content. 

“I ran. I escaped. I came here to…to hide.”

Legolas tilted his head with his lips parted as he reached forward to brush away the water running down her cheek. He now knew what she was trying to say. “(Y/N),” he whispered.

She inhaled deeply. “If they find me, they will send me back. But–but I dont care. I have you.”

With that, Legolas grasped her cheeks. “(Y/N), I will fight anyone, including the Valar, who tries to take you away.” He paused, just for a moment. “Anyone who tries to take you away from me. ”

The Prince then slammed his lips against the winged woman’s. He held onto her tight as his one hand weaved its way into her hair. He presented more pressure upon that hand and the one around her waist to pull her towards him, almost frantically. Every ounce of his soul held onto her as their mouths melded together—instantaneously, urgently. It was wet, it was rough, it was desperate. 

He knew she was capable of emotion. He knew she was capable of more than the basics. She could feel it, live it, experience it. So much so that she could identify love…in herself and in others.

The Rámaite Mahtar were more than just warriors.

Legolas had known it all along and (Y/N) had just proved it to him. 

He needed nothing more.

He could finally allow himself to love her…not that he hadn’t this entire time.

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[grucylover]

Thoughts on DM3. Don’t hate me. 😂

DM3 was not a bad film, I have seen a lot worse and I even went to see it at the cinema a few times. I’d rate it a 6/7 out of ten.

The problem was with it, it felt outdated with an 80s obsessed villian. Don’t get me wrong, I think Bratt is a great idea and I get the concept of it but just maybe with his own film, not in DM.

Aswell, I felt they took a lot of things away from us that were just getting started.

- Agnes sold Fluffy the unicorn though in DM2 she would have screamed the house down if anything happened to him and he was such a big part of the merch. But no, gone, sold to some lil blonde.

- We didn’t see much of Grus freeze-ray nor his tank of a car. - not a big deal but these lil things make the film what it is.

-There was no Fred. - again like the point above. I would have also have liked to have seen Jillian, I thought she was a great and (annoying) addition to DM2.

-Gru didn’t really bother with the girls or interact with any of them, well a part from Agnes. He didn’t even put them to bed like he used to and just left Lucy to do it all. He didn’t really seem supportive of her with her trying to be a mum I thought. If that was my husband I would have kicked his arse lol!

- Margo got engaged to some weird kid and Gru was nowhere to be seen but in DM2 he was this overprotective dad that would have broke his nose or something lol! I know Lucy had it in hand but…..ya know. I wanted to see the overprotective dad mode.

- We didn’t see much of the house which we seen a lot of in DM1/2 and I thought that was such a shame. Why couldn’t Dru just come to Grus house or something lol

- I disliked how the writers wrote out Dr Nefario (we won’t mention the actors name and no one would of cared if someone else was voicing him) but what a lazy way to just freeze him in carbinite. Gru didn’t really seem that upset over it though the Dr had been like a dad to him. Like ?????

- Dru wasn’t bad, it was kinda nice seeing Gru have some male company as if he was down the pub with a mate but I also found it odd they had all of a sudden put on him the temptation to go back to villainy when in DM2 he had that temptation but he wasn’t interested in the slightest. He just wanted to be a father, get a job, get his girl and that was it. Every scene was perfect, the actors, writers etc put all there heart and soul into it and you couldn’t have put anymore into it really, even if you tried. Gru was really at his peak in DM2. Maybe I’ve got it wrong. Idkkkk.

- I didn’t mind the Minions and personally I never do, I think they just add to the film and I don’t find them annoying. I actually liked the prison scene, I thought that was a pretty good idea tbh.

It even felt like at times the animated characters didn’t want to even be doing the storyline in DM3. 😂

3 obviously made a lot of money because everyone was still hyped around DM2 but came out of the cinema or wherever they first watched it empty handed.

Yes it’s ok chucking in a scene here and there with a treehouse or an Agnes and Gru moment to put in some heart but it was almost forced. The writers said themselves they struggled and just wrote for themselves which I found really sad as there is so much you can do with this franchise I think.

I’m ngl, I am a bit nervous about DM4 as I think this will be its last chance to survive but the trailer looks amazing and I’m already won over by the baby Gru Jr. I wanted them to have a baby in DM3!!!!! Really DM4 should have been 3.

Should have rhey aged the girls up. Yes and no. Maybe a bit? Tbh personally, I don’t really care. It keeps there innocence but I would like to see Gru bonding with them again.

It wasn’t all bad though, I liked Lucy trying to be a mom and the animation has definitely stepped up a notch to the point that Gru is pale AF now and they all look a bit different. Aswell the actors, Carell, Kristin did a great job as always.

This is all my own opinion so don’t come at me 🤣.

[pxgeturner]

Oh my god okay….Idk if you find this Ledger!Joker x reader (?) fic request stupid or too complicated but imagine ‼️ they two have been in this secret relationship for a while but like the reader has enough of his dangerous lifestyle and this quite toxic relationship in general. They are worried sick about him and ofc themselves as they can get in a lot of trouble bc of him and sometimes when joker can’t really control his emotions or his tendencies they are afraid of him too. I feel like joker is also very possessive person and wouldn’t let reader go outside or meet central people or anyone at this point. So they have enough of his bs and want to leave maybe even escape from him 🫣 idkkkk I just think this would be an interesting angsty story sorry if I’m asking too much

not very complicated !! i loved writing this and it’s the first angsty thing I've posted on here! i would like to put a warning, like super dark content ahead. joker is very neglectful and physically abusive in this. (the abuse is brief tho.) i want to mention that this is not a depiction of my joker as he is a better man for me. if u want me to redo this in a way that if less possibly triggering please let me know! word count: 1.5k

Laying in bed, you hear the door open and shut with joker’s arrival. He doesn’t bother being quiet, not caring whether he wakes you or not. he clatters about, simultaneously trying to staple his wound and make a sandwich. when things were better you would’ve stayed up for him. When j stumbled through the door you would’ve helped him get comfortable. Once he was situated you’d go reheat the meal you made for the two of you as he tended to himself. After he was all patched up you would sleep cuddled to your j.

now you only cook for yourself. you sleep in separate rooms. and you don’t stay up for him out of love. you let out a humorless, breathless laugh at how it used to be. how naive you were to truly believe the things he would say. that he’d make you his queen, that you are his number one. maybe that used to be true, but it was probably always a delusion.

because now the only time he acts like he still cares are those few times he decides he wants to sample your body. And you always give into him, of course you want to forget reality for half an hour or so. he lures you in with gentle touches and words that flow and taste like honey. typically he just uses you for stress relief. but a couple of times it seemed like he genuinely missed you, wanted to show you he’s sorry. either way it ends with him on the other side of the bed with his back to you, snoring. not you, though. you can’t sleep with him next to you anymore, it just reminds you that he’s not yours anymore.

but you’re still his.

ever since he’s started to “put things back on track” he’s on guard twenty-four-seven.

No longer does he melt in for embrace or allow himself to simply be the man who loves you when you’re alone. j doesn’t exist anymore. there is only the joker.

…

you’re still yawning as you exit your room and make your way to the kitchen. no one else is up yet, and someone has to mop up the blood. if joker were to come out of his room to the mess, someone’s head would roll. your thoughts travel to the man snoring in his suit and old makeup down the hall. how would he react if he saw you cleaning right now? he wouldn’t look twice and walk away. before he would have you drop the mop and make one of his men do it. Just as you finish you hear a snarl.

“DOLL!” you rush into his room, frantically looking for a reason he would call out like that.

“why aren’t you in bed? baby it’s so early…” he’s so tired he doesn’t even make his clown voice. Your heart warms a bit at the tenure of his husky voice. “c’mere, babydoll,” you crawl into bed with him and dream of possibilities.

…

“Why don’t you take a break, joker?” you suggest from the kitchen. He straightens and looks away from the map of gotham, stalking a few steps towards you.

“Why would you make such a suggestion, doll?” the word is spat with so much venom you want badly to recoil, but you don’t.

instead you put the zucchini you just washed onto the cutting board and grab the knife to start chopping. “you don’t need to do everything right away is all.”

“i don’t.” he pulls out his favorite pocket knife and rests the blade against his cheek. “i don’t need to put things how they should be. i don’t need to finish what i’ve started.”

“that’s not what i said, joker.”

“THIS IS THE ONLY REASON I GOT OUT OF ARKHAM FOR. and you’d rather me what? Play house with you?” ouch. finally admitting to never missing you. the weapon flies out of his hand and it sinks into the wood of the board, inches from your hand. you cross your arms, leaning on the island, knife still in hand.

“i just think you should pace yourself, joker.”

he jumps onto the countertop and grabs at your jaw. “you shouldn’t think anything about this, sweet pea.”

“because i’m just your doll,” you say passively.

looking satisfied, he hums in agreement and slinks back to the table of minions.

“not a doll as in someone precious you want to care for, but rather something you want to own and lock away. Not even to look at, just to have.” you’ve started chopping the vegetables, “do you remember my birthday? for a guy that has a perfect memory, you do really badly when it comes to me. you know you used to be really good at things like that; i know you remember.” you move on to another squash. “ but last year you didn’t even call when you were in arkham, and i know you could’ve. my birthday was two weeks ago, do you realize that? you didn’t even look at me the whole day. i can’t even say i got a smile or kiss as a present.”

he’s trying so hard to ignore you.

“i don’t think you ever really loved me, joker.” that was the last straw.

swiftly, he’s on the other side of the island. he punches you in the face. the knife leaves your hand and you feel the impact of the ground along with a sharp pain, somewhere. he’s never hit you, sure he’s screamed, but never hurt you physically. this is something else, he really is strong.

maybe this will be the thing that kills me, You think. then he wouldn’t be bothered by me and i won't have to worry anymore.

…

you wake up, eyes heavy.

“hello, sweetheart,” you flinch at the gentle voice that greets you. the room you’re in is unfamiliar, blue walls, a tv, pictures of landscapes hung on the walls. you turn your head to see a wall of windows letting in the silver light of the overcast sky. as you stare outside you begin to register a steady beeping. examining your body, you’re hooked to an iv and monitors.

“you must be hungry, you’ve been asleep for a while.” you finally look at the nurse. “food will be here soon.” she comes over to the other side with the windows to check your vitals. “how do you feel, any pain?” you just wanted to go back to sleep, but you didn’t say that.

you didn’t say anything. you couldn’t feel anything. you were all but detached from your body. a hollow shell. you don’t even know why you’re there.

a doctor comes in, with food. “hello there, do you might if we talk while you eat?” you manage a shrug. the tray is placed on a levitating table attached to the gurney. you don’t move, staring at the man. his smile feels mocking, how does he know what you went through with j? what right does he have to pity you?

he tells you that there’s “no extensive damage” and that you should be healed in a couple of weeks. all there is, are a few small cuts and a bruised nerve. so there is a legit reason to me feeling numb. a superficial cut on your leg needed some stitches. you hit your head and might have a concussion, so he checks your eyes and lets you now they’ll keep you for observation. after that he left you to the nurse, switching the lights off as he exited.

all this time you’ve stayed silent.

“how did i get here?” the words are foreign in your mouth.

she looks worried and sends a page “a man brought you, told me you slipped while cooking.” you prepping to roast some vegetables, joker getting upset, and him pouncing on you rushes to your mind.

“right” you pick at your fingers a bit, “was making a roast, water or oil must’ve gotten on the floor. but then again i’m a klutz.”

she comes up to your side, holding your right hand and pets your hair. you flinch forward and hiss at the contact, moving your hand to cover the top-right area of your head. you lower the hand, not knowing what to say. you know that they thought the injuries to the left side of your face were because of the fall. but you couldn’t explain without admitting to what happened.

her face turns sympathetic.

“the… gentleman that brought you left saying that ‘that bitch better not try to come back.’ did he…?”

“no, no. that was definitely one of his friends.”

“do you need help?” an underlying message was there: are you in danger?

“i’ll be fine, i have some friends to stay with.” she nodded.

i escaped, and didn’t even try. he just let me go. i’m free.

[draculovemp3]

Pearl from Pearl

u are my goat Im sending everyone who has ever entertained me w these lil ask games kisses forever

Sexuality HC: well in terms of the story I do believe she is a straight girl w said heterosexuality tilted a bit to the left ykno </3 doomed to the confines of it in her era like everything else . I think she could get a little toxic lezzie w it tho esp during when Howard’s gone… she had another of that lil weak failed moment in X w Maxine is all^_^ she should still marry me tho😚😚

Gender HC: cis girl and it’s so joever for her . Girlhood horrors speedrun record

A ship I have with said character: pearl/Howard even from the few smidges we have of em is everything. twisted “all we have is each other” love is everything.

A BROTP I have with said character: idkkkk I thought her and Mitzy was cute ❤️in a less mean world they woulda stayed besties…

A NOTP I have with said character: n/a pearl Can go cray w whoever she wants

A random headcanon: she still has all her childhood ribbons & certain dance outfit pieces in a box of sentimental items 😢also yhhh I think around immediately post-Pearl she couldn’t look at meat dishes without feeling sick for a while. Well until she was the Sick Thing prowling the farm ❤️❤️. I think she’d have one of those pregnancy/childbirth phobias

General Opinion: literally sincerely truly she’s my joker my heart my love my everything…. Ti west and Mia goth don’t know how much they’ve done for me and my emotionally unstitched heart w Pearl shessss sooo . Wifey FOREVER!

SEND ME A CHARACTER AND I’LL DO THE FOLLOWING^

[the1975attheirverybest]

Can we talk about how fucking insane Looking For Somebody (To Love) is.“Oh they ran, oh they ran, should’ve seen how they ran when I was looking for somebody to love. You should’ve seen it, man, I was all bang, bang, bang, bang, looking for somebody to love” is absolutely WILD. My jaw literally dropped during my first listen, I immediately had to play it back because I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I still get that feeling almost a year later. It’s one of my all time faves of theirs.

Ok so, do you mind if I ask where you’re from (IT ABSOLUTELY DOES NOT DETRACT FROM YOUR LOVE OF THE SONG OR ANYTHING EITHER WAY).

I talked about this briefly two times already. But I truly can never get enough of this convo because that’s SUCHHHH a hard one for me (from the US). Cuz sometimes I feel like “this is the most uncomfortable song of all time” (not in a bad way. Not the song itself. The feeling that it pulls out of me is discomfort.) but sometimes I’m like swaying and dancing and being like “I WANNA SHOW HIM HES A BITCH. I WANNA FUCK HIM UP GOOOODDDDD” it’s a true paradox (which is what the song intends). But I’m always curious if anyone else has the same experience? Of like being scandalized. Horrified. Offended. Uncomfortable but also totalllllyyy getting it and needing the awful feeling and being happy to be feeling it? And whether or not that affective experience is cultural. Like if people from Europe or the UK don’t feel that way because the reality of hun violence isn’t the same for them? But for American listeners it’s specific? Idkkkk

[lqfiles]

lqfiles!! :] i've been following your work for the longest time and you're the first person i thought of about asking this. how does one spread their stories around?? like how does it gain more readers ☹️

HIII !!! i’m surprised i’m the first person you thought of oh wow :O i feel like that’s a very tricky question but i’ll answer as best as i can ^^ i feel like a lot of factors could play into it. for example, is the plot eye catching enough to make a person stop to read? i always tell myself to keep the synopsis short yet impactful.

another thing could be the tags you used!! some tags don’t reach a lot of people but using the ‘x reader’ ‘(member) fluff’ tags always seem to do well !!!

i also can’t lie, but for me personally an eye catching title as well as banner image can decide whether i read the story or not 😭 like if the banner looks sloppy and not thought out, or the title has nothing to do w the story, i might not indulge.

idkkkk i feel like this is such an ambiguous question because at the end of the day it rlly has all to do with luck and algorithm :(( i’m one of the luckier people who managed to gain traction but i believe anyone can rlly gain traction too as long as they put the effort into making it enjoyable!!! just try to go for an aesthetic look and eye catching bits to make the reader stop, i hope this somewhat helped

[lucyandthepen]

hi it’s me 🍭again !

I am a fan of Zelda !!! I only played BOTW and TOTK so I don’t know if I can call myself a fan but I really enjoyed both ! I actually didn’t finished TOTK because I waited for my nephew to comeback from vacation so he can watch me beating Ganondorf (I also waited because I just don’t want to finish the game 🥸).

For age of calamity, I really enjoyed watching the cinematic hehehe. I actually don’t know very much about Koei game but I’ll look more into it later !

I can’t wait to see Zelda reference in one of the next fic !!

omgg who do you think it’s most likely to be jealous in dream ? Personally my top 3 will be : mark, jeno and maybe jaemin or haechan idkkkk

don’t worry !! it’s not a hassle for me to come everyday !! That’s okay, the wait between fics aren’t that long + I haven’t read all your works so it gives me time to read all of them 🫶🏼🫶🏼. I also enjoy reading your little update about the queuing (am I weird for that ? but I actually think that’s sweet that you’re telling us what you’re about to update next and everything ☹️).

for the beyond live, I actually haven’t watched it lol I just watched some clips on twitter but let me tell you. My biases in dream are Jaemin and Haechan but because of this concert… I feel like Jeno is also becoming my bias (he’s actually my bias wrecker since forever haha).

And the performance I enjoyed the most was Boom, because dream is my fav unit and they wore SUITS 😭🙏🏼 I am a sucker for men in suits, I don’t why but whenever I see one I’m like 🤩🤩🤩 so yeah

I also really enjoy talking with you💕

hello my lovely anon! looks like i might've accidentally missed this!! sorry for the late reply. :(

i totally get what you mean! i am also just relatively new in the sense that i only played AoC, BOTW, and TOTK, but that still makes us fans, i think! as long as we have experienced the content and feel positively towards it, that definitely makes us fans, regardless of what era we came into the 'fandom' during (i think that applies for all things). has your nephew not yet come back from vacation? i've also only finished the four villages again, but i'm now wasting time collecting bubbul gems and avoiding ganondorf because I DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT MF! but if you ever beat ganondorf, let me know how it goes!! i'm curious to know if the fight is hard or similar to the phantom ones!

that's totally okay! koei games are rather old but i love how simple and mindless they usually are! when i was younger, i had a ps2, and that's when i first started playing dynasty warriors 4: empires. from then on, i was totally obsessed! some of their other games are samurai warriors (4 was great, but 5 is a super good story too!), atelier (e.g. atelier ryza), and i think they have tie-ins with other franchises like one piece warriors, fire emblem warriors, and super smash bros. ultimate to name a few!

for jealousy, i feel like my top three list is very odd, but i've rationalized it in my head enough to feel like i can defend it SOMEHOW (to myself): haechan, then mark, then renjun! haechan definitely feels like he'd be loud about being jealous too so that's why i put him on top! i can definitely also see jeno and jaemin have possessive streaks too!

it is absolutely not weird at all for you to be reading the queue updates! i'm super bad at keeping to plans because i'm a bit all over the place as a person and because i actually suffer from ocd, i have a tendency to fixate on something even if i know there's something else waiting for me and i feel compelled to do it to the point that i can't sit still at all until i get it done. hence, why i had no choice but to bang out salted caramel very quickly! i'm glad that the queue updates help you, and i really hope that in the future i won't have to confuse you or anyone else with my messy behavior :(

oh man... anon, i know exactly what you mean. jeno popped off a little too hard that day and i fear the worst for EVERYONE'S bias list (except the jeno ults, of course!). maybe he's intentionally coming for all our necks????????????? that seems like a jeno thing to do....................... how awful n inconsiderate of that sexy yummy man.................................... JSIFJSIDFJSIJFSIDJF

I GET WHAT YOU MEAN!!!!!!!!! we always love boom (jaemin's 2023 'ice cream' still POPPED OFF!) and the suit look is a classic we can't every get sick of. YOU ARE VALID IN YOUR THIRST, MY LOVE!

i'm always here for you! have a great day/night wherever you are, and remember to do something that makes you happy!

[stayathomesurveys]

153.

do you ever do these surveys with your SO? we do all the time No, and I wouldn’t. In middle and high school, I would do them with my best friend... but that’s as far as I’d ever take it. And I don’t know why, but it feels embarrrassing to say that I still do surveys, lol. So I wouldn’t even entertain the idea of doing them with anyone at this point.

have you ever totally lied or made up ridiculous answers for surveys? No.

do animal furs upset you? Yeah, to an extent. It upsets me how they are acquired, of course.

who picks the music when you’re riding in the car? ME.

do you have a waste basket in your car? Yes.

what’s the Spanish name for your favourite food? Idk.

do you know anyone who regularly uses a bike for transportation? No.

do you consider audio books not really reading? Ehhh yeah, kinda. It’s more like story time haha.

strangest thing you’ve ever put in the trunk of a car? I’ve never put anything strange in a trunk before?

do you carry matches or a lighter? No.

do you keep socks with a hole in them if they are your favorites? If the hole is really small I will keep the socks until it gets bigger.

last time you wore clothes that were too small on you. No idea, I usually get them a bit oversized and will not wear anything super form fitting.

have you ever frightened someone on purpose. not as a tease but to seriously No.

have you ever had something taken away from you by airport security? Yeah, I had a lotion taken away because I put it in the wrong bag on accident.

what’s the last wild animal you have seen? A bird?

something you were surprised to learn about your parent’s childhood? Hmm, not sure.

do you store any non food items in the fridge? No.

have you ever told a friend you thought their parent was hot? No.

what was the last thing you bought from a gumball machine? how long ago was that? A gum ball? Years ago...?

have you ever destroyed another person’s belongings out of anger? As a kid, yeah.

plain band aids or fun ones? Fun ones.

which pain killer do you use? I use Tylenol, Excedrin, Aspirin.

have you ever used someone else’s Rx med? Yup.

have you ever borrowed underwear from a friend? No.

would you like to be part of a wedding party? I was in my sister’s. I would love to be in a friend’s wedding party if I had any friends, lol.

last pair of shoes you threw out and why? Old Vans. Because they were old and grimey looking and I never wore them anyway.

have you ever thrown anything up to hang on the power/phone lines? I don’t think so.

have you ever really stayed up all night to do homework? Yup.

have you ever had anything stolen from you? Yeah.

do you pay attention to people’s posture? Not really, but sometimes.

alarm clock, or do you use your phone? I use my phone.

have you ever backed into a cactus? ouch! No.

when you get the munchies, do you want sweet or salty? It varies!

something you taught yourself how to do? Idkkkk.

[nyawink]

[ssuckitlosers]

My Achilles heel is the fact I can’t write headcanons on anything that isn’t the tumblr app 😭😭😭

[helloprettybb]

tension

i had a dream where i almost kissed my best friend and i don’t think i have a crush on him but idkkkk. reader and peter are both in college and over 18. also, this was supposed to be a sweet little fic but then it got too hot and now it’s full blown smut. whoops. also, my computer is broken so i had to post this from my phone so that’s why there’s no page break lol

pairing: peter parker x stark!reader

description: you’ve had a crush on peter since you were kids, but it may not be as one-sided as you think.

warnings: cursing, general fluff, descriptive kissing??, pool sex, oral, SMUT

word count: 2.1k

Things between you and Peter have been different lately. You two have always been close but ever since the start of the summer, you and Peter have been spending more and more time together. Whether it was Peter sneaking in through your window late at night just to hang out or facetiming till 3 am, the two of you have changed your friendship. It makes you wonder if he wants to be more than friends, something you’ve wanted for years. But then you tell yourself to not get your hopes up and look for something that isn’t there.

It was a normal night at the Compound. You had the place to yourselves since your dad and the team were on a mission. They had Peter stay home for some unknown reason, but for once, he didn’t complain. It made you think he’d rather stay with you than go on a mission, but you dismissed that ridiculous thought.

“That makes no sense!” you exclaim as you point at the tv.

You’ve never been so close to Peter. Currently, you’re at his side as his left arm caresses the side of your arm and occasionally dips down to your waist. Eventually, he settles his arm around you and holds you by his side. You rest your head against him as you watch the movie, but you don’t care about the plot inconsistencies anymore now that you’re cuddling with Peter.

You look up at Peter and see that he’s looking at you back. You can’t help but look down at his lips and he does the same to yours. You feel your heart flutter in your chest and you’re pretty sure that Peter can hear how fast it’s beating. Peter leans closer and you close your eyes, but before anything could happen, you hear F.R.I.D.A.Y go off. You and Peter jump back immediately.

“Miss Stark, your father would like me to tell you that they will be arriving in thirty minutes.”

“Thank you, F.R.I.D.A.Y,” you say. Glancing at Peter, you think he looks disappointed. You really wanted to kiss him, but you feel like the mood was killed. “I think I’m going to head up,” You tell him.

“I’ll do that, too.” Peter says. The two of you get up and walk in silence towards the sleeping quarters. You step into the elevator but before you could press any buttons, Peter asks, “Do you want to go up to the pool?” His face looks innocent, but his words imply anything but.

“Sure,” you reply, finding it hard to say anything more. He presses the button to the top level and the two of you ride up in silence. You stare down at your shoes as Peter looks up at the ceiling. The elevator finally stops and you step out. Stepping outside, you walk toward the pool and Peter slides the door closed behind you. The outside lights shine enough light for you to see Peter’s beautiful face.

You take a seat at the edge of the pool and dip your feet in. Peter sits besides you and does the same. “Tonight was fun,” you say, hating the heavy silence.

“Yeah,” Peter agrees, “I can’t believe you picked that movie,”

“Hey! Betty said it was good,” you say.

“Whatever,” Peter says and you laugh. After your laughter dies down, silence fills the air again.

“I know you like going on missions and all, but I’m glad you stayed back,” you tell him.

“Yeah, well Spiderman deserves a break every once in a while.” He adds, “Besides, I wouldn’t miss spending time with you,” Peter’s hand is on the back of his neck and he averts his eyes.

You don’t know how to respond, so you smile and look down to avoid eye contact. You hate being in intimate situations like this, especially with Peter. Your friendship with Peter, while close, has always been lowkey and casual. The most serious the two of you have been was after a very injured Peter came to your window after fighting the Lizard.

“I’m going to move closer,” he says like he’s joking, but you really hope he isn’t. You watch as he scoots closer to you and lessens the already small gap between the two of you.

You try not to stare at his lips too much. You don’t want to come off too desperate especially if you’re misreading everything. But as you look into his eyes, you can’t help but assume he has the same idea as you.

Peter’s laugh quiets and you can feel the mood shift. It’s as if the air around you is forcing the two of you together. The longing atmosphere is so heavy that it clouds your head and suddenly, you don’t care that your dad will be coming home any minute.

Fuck this tension. You ask, “Can I kiss you?” He doesn’t say anything, but his eager nod shows you how bad he wants it, too. Even though you’re the one who asked to kiss him, Peter initiates the kiss when he moves his hand to the side of your face and pulls you toward him.

Your lips connect and your nerves dissipate. The tension lifts as you and Peter kiss. Once the initial sensation dies down, the realization that you are kissing Peter freaking Parker. On the lips! You try not to freak out that you’re kissing the boy you’ve had a crush on for years, but you can’t hold back the small smile that forms.

You pull apart and you see that he’s smiling, too. You start to laugh as your head falls onto his shoulder. “I can’t believe we did that,” you mumble into his shirt. Peter laughs as he runs his hand up and down your back.

“Do you regret it?” he jokes, but you can hear a hint of insecurity. You pull away quickly and look at him.

“Of course, I don’t regret it.” You run your hands through your hair, a nervous tick that Peter knows you’ve had since you were a kid. “Peter, I’ve liked you for so fucking long.”

Peter smiles and replies, “I like you, too.” You’ve never been so happy. You move to kiss Peter again as your left hand settles under his chin. You lightly caress his jawline with your thumb and he groans quietly. Hearing that beautiful sound, an idea forms in your head. You separate a little and kiss down to his jawline. You place a light kiss on the back corner of his jaw and he sighs.

Moving down to his neck, you start sucking and biting gently. After leaving a couple hickeys, you feel Peter tap the bottom of your chin, signaling for you to kiss his lips again. You move back up to his lips and he begins sucking on your bottom lip as his hands card through your hair.

Kissing Peter is better than you’ve ever dreamed. His soft lips against yours feel like heaven and fuck, is he a good kisser. Peter separates for air and you open your eyes for the first time in what felt like forever. His eyes are lust-blown and you think that yours probably look the same. Before he can speak, your desperation takes over and you bring him back into a kiss.

Peter’s hands are all over you; his restraint finally breaking. He moves his hands to the bottom of your shirt. He plays with the hem at the bottom before you pull away to let him take it off. He takes his own off before connecting your lips again. He grabs your tits over your bra and you moan. You remove your bra for him and he throws it somewhere.

You unbuckle his belt and undo his pants. You pull away and whisper, “Would you like to go for a swim?” Peter nods eagerly and you laugh lightly. You strip off your pants and panties as Peter takes off his pants and boxers.

He hops in first and just as you’re about to join him, Peter says, “Wait!” You look at him confused as he moves in between your legs. He kisses up your thighs and you moan as you realize what’s about to happen. After what felt like forever, he finally reaches your pussy and plants a light kiss on your clit.

He quickly drops the coy act as he slowly licks up your pussy. You grab his hair as he starts eating you out. You’ve had other boys eat you out, but never this good. Your legs start to close around his head, but Peter keeps them apart with his two large hands on the insides of your thigh. All you can do is arch your back and moan loudly as Peter works his magic.

“P-peter,” you can’t say anything other than his name as you cum on his tongue. He rides you through it, lapping your juices up. You’re breathing hard as you come down from your high. You look down at Peter with his shit-eating grin.

“C’mere,” he says. You slide down into the pool and wrap your legs around his waist. You can feel his hard dick against your thigh. You already miss his lips as you kiss him again. You can taste yourself on him and you moan.

“Can you please fuck me, Peter?” you ask, not caring how desperate you sound. Peter smiles as he jerks himself a couple times before lining up with you. He starts to push in as he holds you up with the other hand. Sometimes you forget how strong he is and it only turns you on even more.

He’s so big inside you and your jaw drops at the feel of him. Peter groans and mutters, “Fuck ________, so tight. Love this tight fuckin’ pussy.” He starts to thrust into you slowly and you pull him towards you. Your head is thrown back as he fucks into you. It feels so good, but you want more.

“F-faster, Peter. Fuck me harder.” you moan and he obliges. He grabs your hips with both hands and slams into you. You’re probably way too loud, but you don’t give a shit as Peter’s dick pounds you into oblivion.

Peter’s equally as loud as he grunts and curses into your chest. He separates from you slightly and the two of you make eye contact. You start to look away again but he says, “No, look at me. Wanna see that pretty face as I’m destroying your pussy.” You moan loudly as you maintain eye contact. He smiles that boyish smile and you remember just who you’re hooking up with.

“I can’t believe,” you struggle to speak, “I’m fucking my best friend.”

Peter laughs, “I’m sure as hell more than that.”

You laugh, too which turns into a moan as his hand moves to your clit. You can feel yourself getting close. Between his hard thrusts and the circles he’s making on your clit, you don’t know how much longer you can last before cumming. “You’re mine, ______. Say you’re fucking mine.” He says possessively.

“I’m yours, Pete. All yours.” you moan out as the dam breaks and you gush around him. He must feel the tightening around his cock as he groans loudly. “S-shit. You’re gonna make me cum.” Peter gives a few more hard thrusts before cumming inside you.

You can feel the warmth spread inside you and you smile. The both of you look at each other as you catch your breaths. Peter is the first one to speak and says, “That was really good.”

You laugh and say, “Yeah, it was.” You kiss him and he kisses back. When you pull away, you realize something. “Um, Peter.”

“Yeah?” he asks.

“You’re still inside me.” He looks down at where you’re connected.

“I guess I am.” He smirks and says, “And it also seems like… I’m still hard,”

“Hm, it seems like you are,” you say coyly back. “Well, we can’t not take care of it.”

-

“F.R.I.D.A.Y where is my daughter and Spider-boy?” Tony calls.

“They are on the top floor, sir.”

“Top floor? What would they be doing by the pool this late.” he says.

“Sir, I don’t recommend that you go up at this time,” F.R.I.D.A.Y advises.

“Why not?” he asks, but he thinks he already knows.

“Miss Stark and Mr. Parker are having intimate contact with each other.”

“Intimate contact? You know what, F.R.I.D.A.Y. I don’t need to know. Just remind me to have the pool cleaned tomorrow.”

[glowpop]

HELP i just saw your new blog description on here and it slayed me. anyways ive been thinking a lot lately about the artificiality of femininity, and how a woman can deploy femininity as a tool to get by in the world without necessarily feeling a deep inherent connection with that femininity or that it is a representation of her true self. i'll definitely have to check out "a certain hunger" :) right now im reading this novel "spear" by nicola griffith, which is a retelling of a king arthur myth featuring a young woman who disguises herself as a man to become one of king arthur's knights. the prose is really beautiful and the main character is a very endearing and interesting hero and she is also a lesbian. i think you would like it! hope you have a nice day :)

Thank you! I’ll definitely check it out. I think regardless of whatever culture you’re in, so much of femininity feels so arbitrary and fake…which is why I have such a hard time buying into the divine feminine thing. there’s power, and there’s beauty, and there is power you can wield through beauty, but you can’t be powerful through just beauty. If that makes sense. Idk.

Femininity (to me!) does just feel a lot like a game that we’re all playing, mimicking each other and doing whatever is trendy or expected. I suppose you can say the same about masculinity, but in masculinity at least there is rarely ever emphasis on how good you look, or in some cases, how much effort emphasis you put on your appearance, and largely by actions, or what you do. I feel like you could be unable to cook, or clean, and unable to do things traditionally associated with women, but I think you’ll always be given some modicum of outward respect if you look good or stereotypically feminine. this is of course just my opinion and I’m no great feminist thinker and my opinions are probably riddled with holes and clumsiness, but I think that if a lot of women weren’t conditioned while growing up to be ‘feminine’, a lot of what modern day ‘femininity’ exists wouldn’t really…exist as it does now. Does that make sense. Idkkkk I don’t think a lot of women are truly connected to femininity, they just have to do it because it’s expected of them, or they’ve been conditioned to think femininity is this deep innate thing that just is a thing that occurs naturally. Idkkkkkkk

[st4rbwrry]

uhm uhm uhmmmm i need help.

i’m in school but i’m almost finished and i’m graduating early.

and i need to know how do you know if a guy likes you? i’m probably too old to be asking something like this lol.

but i get a lot of stares in class from each guy, sometimes girls.

the guys always want to walk next to me or just stand by me when i’m doing something.

today we were doing an art project and this guy was being extra nice to me.

bc this another guy was standing next to me (for like the third time) looking at what i was working on and i turned to him and said. “what? you wanna help me?” (not in a rude way tho ofc) and he kind of jumped when he realized i was talking to him and was like “me? nah im just looking” (mind you he has a whole gf-)

and then some other guy in my class came out of nowhere and was like “i could help you.” and i was like “okay”. and when he was helping he sat close next to me and was just being nice to me. and i messed up on one of the projects we were doing together and instead of getting upset or not saying anything he just laughed and said “it’s all good.” (btw the other guy from the beginning was still standing there just watching us when he could’ve been doing something else)..

unrelated but they’re both white lol. i’m creole but i just felt like i should add that.

maybe i’m overthinking it.

or maybe i’m being oblivious.

but idkkkk

i sayyyy they like you lol. well at least the first guy. i feel like the second guy knows the first one and is tryna be smart bc maybe they’re friends and he knows he likes you. i be ignoring signs sometimes so i’m rlly not the best to ask when it comes to people liking me but from what i’ve experienced boys who like you tend to do things for you. always wanna be near you. touches you a lot ( make sure they get consent first if it makes you uncomfortable ) . compliment you etc. normal flirty things. i’d honestly just engage in more conversation with them to see their actual intentions. maybe they just wanna be friends with you. or they like you. don’t overthink too much lol.

[gaytorgirl]

sunako in stem 😍

3% in math 😍😍 the s in sunako stands for stem

i know it’s canon that sunako is smarter but the way kyohei hustled in math to compete with her during finals i die i die i die i die i die i don’t think we ever saw his score but anyways takenaga was already doing really good in math which is HDJSJXIAKAK

i think ranmaru and yuki are canon average academically but during the scenes of the final they were both shown bored/ doing nothing so i assume maybe a little below average (?? also it’s either that or nervous it’s one of the two). i also remember one of them in an episode saying that an equation looked insanely hard but really all it was was substitution and that’s like one of the first math concepts taught so… idk i kinda speculate over their grades and intelligence but then again they’re just anime characters 🐌 but also on that subject idk how old they’re supposed to be so maybe it’s just cus i’m much older than them so find their math easier ?? l

… so i figured it out in episode 14 ranmaru says he’s 15 so i assume everyone else is supposed to be 15 as well. i didn’t know that so just to throw that out there. i still don’t know what that means for them specifically it’s not like i know their curriculum 😭 i’ll keep looking

so.. this kinda leverages kyohei in my love list cus he worked so hard to be better at math which makes my heart HDSKJDJSKANS but then again takenaga was already doing so good so idkkkk all i know is kyohei’s perseverance made me melt

and sunako who is already good at everything except bubbling in the correct answers makes me 😍

if u noticed more details while watching pls let me know so we can discuss 😎

the wallflower (anime)/ perfect girl evolution/ yamato nadeshiko shichi henge

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[puffpasstea]

Omg what scenarios share with the class plz

Omg this is gonna be cringe ok I hope you don’t totally hate these. Ahhh!!

Ok so I have this weird thing about writing a scene where it’s dom!Harry receiving aftercare instead of giving it cuz I feel like he’s so attentive during that he deserves some praise and love too, you know? So like maybe he really went hard on her or something one night and he’s kinda knocked out after and she looks after him and gives him a massage cuz he was already sore from a film stunt or something and now he really worked himself to death after sex? Idk something smutty and fluffy like that where she gets to exercise the service-y side of her submissiveness and he gets to be loved on a bit and he gets all blushy and cute.

Or maybe the opposite. Like maybe they go a bit too far and she safe-words and it’s all angsty.

Or just like random non-smutty things like Harry introducing her to his family (omg you know that video of Harry playing family fortunes with his family from s couple of years ago? Something like that) and she gets all happy cuz she’s finally feeling like part of a family but also kinda angsty and freaking out cuz she doesn’t know how to be around this much kindness cuz that’s not how she felt growing up. Idk HAHAHA oh god to you hate this? Sucks DOESNT it. Ugh idkkkk.