#i love maximus so much y’all

[wildsaltair]

HIS HAIR STICKING UP OH MY GOODNESS

[winterspiel]

ﾟ｡What would you leave behind this year? ⋆｡⊹

Before the year ends, let’s wrap it up with a reading on what you would be leaving behind this year? Typing this down and publishing it took me a while as I am tapping into my energy if I’m okay or not tho hope this somehow vibe with y’all! Thank you so much on the last post!!;;

decks used: rider-waite tarot (traditional), spellcasting oracle, magick of you oracle

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 pls do take note, choose a pile carefully! you may be drawn to more than one pile, breathe in, take your time, and tap into your intuition. do pick what mostly draws you in!

these messages and the context of my readings are from intuition and practice. this is a general reading as well, so do take what only resonates. sending love ♡

feel free to give feedback as it’s very much appreciated!

❅ Yule

do not repost © winterspiel (2022)

༘⋆‧˚ pile 1 ⊹ ⋅* ⟡

You’re mostly working in yourself. Putting yourself together and setting aside the effort on building with the right pieces that fit on that your work and for your growth. 

Although your energy at most is kinda heavy, you may be going through something devastating or have inner battles you may not be openly sharing that you’re left tired to the drain. Rockbottom is the word. Though, this breakdown turns into a breakthrough.

Have you ever had that type of crying session, or even when there are no tears involved... You’ve just vented it all out, sorted out all your shiz, and just done with everything. After that staring into nothingness… you “feel” that numbness and overwhelmed blank feeling. You are the void itself.

But those who have gone through plenty of battles are those who know a lot of learning. This would be such a rollercoaster experience.

Though, this might turn you a bit timid after, as this may be a new slate for you to work on. But that’s okay!  It would be rendered into new emotions and revelations would be harvested to handle this. Progress has been working for a long time already. This is part of the needed process of your growth. You’re set to move forward to change, and for the better. Cards are also saying to connect with your divine feminine energy or maybe a maternal or nurturing figure might help you out.

I can see this involves mostly yourself, or you may have been spreading yourself too thin. You’re doing too much of what you can give, Pile 1. Sadly, all the efforts you receive back are not equal to the effort you have exerted, as I have confirmed with the card: Maximus: “How can you feed others when your own table is empty?” – you are drained af. I also pulled this twice even after reshuffling. It is time to focus on yourself and take back your control. You may be putting up with your role too much— think about your needs. And you do seem to know that it’s time for taking care of your own now! It is time for your own flourishing. You cannot fully bloom if you do not till your own land with its needed nourishment.

Set your boundaries; “Free yourself” as said in the Liberation card. Some people may not have their best intentions in you, and you’re letting them have free access to more than what's needed with your private/intimate energy. Protect and cultivate your own space. It’s time to let go of those no longer serving their presence to your own growth. It would benefit you more than you’ll ever know.

Things that may help with your clarity may hit home, or you have your home close to your heart. A truth may be revealing itself before this year ends, or you might already know the answer Pile 1. Though you may be having a hard time facing the truth, as it is never truly easy to come to terms with something that might cause you pain. This message that came to mind was “from the crying, there would be realization”. You may be going through a rough closure or falling out with some relationships once you set your goal for your growth. People’s intentions may be clearer once you set boundaries (and it doesn’t benefit them pft). It would be a chance for you to have more clarity on your part. Travel may also be an option but mostly, it is time for yourself. Bit by bit you can eye the pieces that make sense, and eventually, everything will fall into place.

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cards: 10 of Swords, Page of Cups, The Chariot, Queen of Wands, Travel, Truth, Home, Closure, Clarity, Maximus, Liberation

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key words: sagittarius, fire signs, cancer, water signs, rockbottom, growth, self, boundaries, growth, detox/declutter

༘⋆‧˚ pile 2 ⊹ ⋅* ⟡

A decision would be cleared out, or a choice would be made after a long time that you have been contemplating it. Decisions and thoughts seem to be all over the place; cluttered. It doesn’t solely involve you Pile 2, there seems to be another party involved. This is a partner decision thing, a committed one. This seems to be love-centric or love-related, and I was called to pull more cards for clarification. Add to that, there seems to be another party involved as to why there's a cause of delay in the decision-making— not necessarily a third-party situation, but outside sources disrupting the energy. It may be family, financial, work, schedule, or a friend group that may be making you hesitant to choose or do that certain decision in mind.

There also seems to be a change in yourself (or your partner or those close to you) with the way that emotions or reactions would be handled in terms of commitment, even life factors. Doors are open that maybe this decision would push you to change, I can see assertion or softness. Either way, it would be changing intimacy in ways you wouldn’t even expect that: “huh, I don’t expect to see them that way, but I like it!” They may turn softer or clingy, or this decision may let you see another side of them handling taxes for example… Just giving you possible scenarios!

Though with the Hex card... (I am not making this up OMG, I also pulled this twice!!) It seems to be what you’re going through is a bit too much on your end. You’re already maxed out. It is time to let time flow its course. Even with the Empress reversed, you seem to be very drained regarding taking the nurturing role to others. Not necessarily you have to be female, but damn you’re really tested for this year. And you’re ready to let go of all that negativity of caring too much. How about your needs? You seem to be trampled over in terms of boundaries. You are so done. 

“Be still and allow the enemy to reveal themselves”, there seems to be something getting in your way, but don’t let it get into you. You are the bigger person. Guard your heart. Resist succumbing to their low energy. You are a person who cannot be torn down easily, just walk away with grace. Use your energy instead of focusing on what's needed to be done. Turn to your loving energy to accompany people important to you, they are more worth it. Have “compassion for others”, and be reflective on all the challenges you face.

Your trust would truly be tested on this one, your perspective may shift, or by the year ends you already did see how the picture changed for you Pile 2! Though, it is also a reminder to be wary of who you put your trust in as well. Important to keep your ground and know to stand strong on who you are as a person. The previous discomfort may have taken a toll on you, so it is time for healing. You deserve it after a tiring situation for you.

You are also advised to travel or explore more on what you can do, and test the limits of what you can do. Or make use of your time to spend on things you enjoy and that would benefit your well-being. Try eating at that restaurant you’ve been eyeing for a while now. Tag your loved ones along it if that’s how you like spending your weekend. Been interested in crochet for a while? Why don’t you try, you may never know you’ll be good at it unless you dip yourself into it. We are often blinded by many options at hand, but once we do choose a decision. More often than not, little steps help us progress. If you do end up regretting it, at least you can pick yourself up again as you are surrounded by supportive energy. You alone are a loving energy to have around. 

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cards: Queen of Pentacles, King of Pentacles, 3 of Wands, Empress Rx, King of Cups, 7 of Cups, Trust, Healing, Travel, Hex, Ubuntu

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key words: capricorn, earth signs, venusian, relationships, long-term plans, planning, decisions, hold your ground, guard your heart

༘⋆‧˚ pile 3 ⊹ ⋅* ⟡

You may be letting go of vanity or caring about your looks– you’re finally getting to that point where you’re tired of what other people think of you. You are no longer caring about how others view you, and you’re just going to go about how you want things to be. Head on, I feel a fiery energy or an all-out surge of emotions for this year. You're done for 2022, Pile 3.

You might have been in this internal struggle or going through a dispute about being underappreciated. Even I am overwhelmed with this pile. May this be lacking boundaries, or questioning your worth due to outside opinions. It is fine to listen to criticism but maybe you’re taking in too much and have gone digging a hole that it’s just too much. This has been a rough year for you to say the least. 

You really want to take a step back as you want to reevaluate how you approach self-care, as methods before don’t seem to soothe you. Though, something temporary that can act like a bandage (a nice cup of your favorite drink, a hearty meal, or a face mask) can be a helpful patch to soothe that scratch. Though it is advised not to splurge for just instant comfort. And in these little ways that you acknowledge yourself, it may already be something big that you are proud of that adds as progress for your self-image and growth. This may be an ongoing internal struggle (or an inner victory even) that you don’t normally share outwardly as it’s not something you’re comfortable talking about. Trust seems to always be an important thing for you, but that had been tainted to you at some point this year.

“Be still and listen to the spirits”; It may also be time to tune in to your spirituality, look within and also acknowledge parts that you may not be that proud of. But do know that is still part of you, and you may just need a few re-adjustments on how you can improve and put your energy to a different use. Allow things to pass through and merge into something new; whether it be good or bad, it is part of the process.

Open your mind, maybe even talking it out with people can create connections. You can have more patience with yourself once you also realize the relatedness with others. Compassion for others can also seep through self-compassion. You can gain new perspectives and knowledge from them. If not, at least some weight is lifted off you. “Everything in perfect balance”— with all the negativity you may be feeling, you also need something to balance out all the distress you may be feeling, and through your reevaluation that you may be realizing what may work better for you. How you view the world and how you could handle yourself better.

You may need to take a look at your progress from another perspective or see it in the full picture. You are advised to literally let go of what’s cluttering your space as means of peace. Purge out on people you know that no longer adds to your peace of mind. It is time to spread your wings and take back your control. You radiate light and bright energy in your own ways that influence people’s energy, Pile 3. And that confidence is what you want to bring back into your life as well. It can benefit your skills and how you view your worth. You have your own way of doing things, and it seems so full of passion as it seeps through your actions. Once you do know that taking your time to rest and reconstructing your view sets you back to your authentic self... Doors would be opening for you and things would be clearer for you. Take it slow. By then you can flourish with a fresh perspective.

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cards: Judgment Rx, 4 of Pentacles, 4 of Wands, 5 of Wands, 2 of Wands, The Fool Rx, Confidence, Trust, Passion, Prosperity, Eunoia, Ubuntu, Phenomenon

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key words: air energy, fire energy, venus, purging, self-care, compassion, slowly but surely, trust the process

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[cleverthylacine]

that new robot husband poll

As y’all have noticed, I’ve voted on all of them.

Some of the takes that I’m seeing in the comments just have me completely cracking up though.

“Chromedome has had 4 husbands and Sunstreaker hasn’t had any, therefore Sunstreaker must be the better husband...”

In what universe is having 4 dead spouses a worse indication for the success of subsequent marriages than just not ever having been married before?

“Lugnut would be terrible to live with and Fortress Maximus is so cute!”

Fortress Maximus used to run a prison. He was on his way to rescue the beastformers on Tebris VII and decided that he needed to waste his time trying to take Grimlock (who’d already been horribly tortured enough) back to jail and that he’d just arrest the Scavengers on the grounds that they were Decepticons and he’d probably be able to get something on them if he just took them in.  And he can’t keep his hands off beastformers no matter how much they complain. In other words, he’s a hypocritical fascist with bad boundaries.

Lugnut is not the brightest candle on the menorah, but Lugnut loves without reservation and is unfailingly, deeply loyal. He’s not conventionally handsome, but he’s pretty cute.  Come on.  We could all do a whole lot worse than Lugnut.

Blurr

I forget who Blurr was matched up against, but since I personally do not want a sex-free marriage, no, because the idea of fucking someone who does everything that fast is not appealing.

Ten Vs Tarn

Honestly, I’m surprised that anyone would consider marrying any DJD member other than Nickel or Vos.  Although Ten might present some consent issues, IDK. Then again, like Groot, he only says one thing, but the meaning is pretty clear every time.

[sunsinrinn]

Idk if u watched this movie, but "the road to Eldorado" Is literally the best movie ever and I love it so much... So maybe the bakusquad watching it with their s/O 2ho love the slapstick comedy and the fourth wall breaks in the movie. Just like them watching it plzzzz

I love that movie too!😂 I was rewatching it while I wrote this and I started watching it in Spanish but then realized that after like five minutes so I changed it 🤣 also sorry i didnt do it sooner I got distracted! Edit- i GOT DISTRACTED AGAIN- bye I’m dead

The Road to el Dorado

Bakusquad x reader

At first Bakugo was reluctant to watch the movie with you.

He gave in when you mentioned it was about being gods and kings

Totally not because you promised him cuddles during the movie

The scene in the row boat, the horse reminded you of Baguko while Miguel and Tulio reminded you of Sero and Denki thinking they are goners.

Honestly he doesn’t want to admit it but he’s enjoying the movie

He also wont admit that he enjoys you by his side

Honestly most scenes with the horse remind you of Bakugo

You mention it to him absentmindedly

He looks at you like T h e d i s r e s p e c t

He gets pouty about it until you pepper him with kisses

He’s a sucker for your kisses

You also mention you’d like to try to wear Chel’s outfit

Causing him to look at you and blushes as he imagines you in her clothes

He wont admit that he too wants to see you in the clothes

N e ways he moves past that and enjoys the rest of the movie with you💕

At the end he looks at you and reluctantly admits he really enjoyed the movie

You look at him with heart shaped eyes because w o w you’d never thought you’d get him to like it

Before he leaves to his room he says “ by the way you’d look amazing in Chel’s outfit” He smirks and leaves you flustered

Kaminari actually barged into your room one night and just put it on

You look at him as he settles down, realizing he’s higher than a kite

You lay beside him and during the movie you tell him that he and Miguel are quite similar.

He looks at Miguel and says

“Damn you’re right, we are handsome”

You laugh so hard you let out a snort

After hearing the snort he laughs even louder

Needless to say you may not be high like him but you’re acting it

Both you and Denki simp for Chel respectfully

As he watches the movie his mind begins to wander and imagines you in Chel’s outfit

He gets flustered

During the funny part of the movie you laugh louder than necessary

Denki was so loud he got a string of texts from Bakugo asking him to kindly shut the fuck up

Denki ignores them and continues watching the movie and when the movie is done he is ✨knocked out✨

You kiss him good night and fall asleep beside him

You were shocked that Kirishima had never watched the movie

That’s when you made a mandatory movie night date with him

You dragged him from the common room in front of everyone

Which took a while considering he’s huge-

N e ways

He sits down and waits as you set up

He looks at you and how passionate you are about the movie

Its funny you loving this movie he begins to think you love that movie more than him

Jk he knows being jealous of a movie isn’t manly

As the movie begins he watches with interest

He immediately sees similarities between that horse and bakugo

He also notices how the characters are similar to the movie tangled. Miguel= Rapunzel, Tulio=Eugene, altivo=Maximus.

He tells you about it and you agree

He asks how DF Chel hasn’t flashed anyone with her clothing like that and says she should get more secure clothes

Both of you are laughing at the ending so much your ribs hurt

But fr, the scene where they begin to explore the island reminds both of y’all of the scene with rapunzel exploring the world for the first time-

The road to el dorado was a movie you both love to watch together

But when you find sero watching it without you you pout and ignore him for the rest of the day

He attempts many times to get you to talk

You’re still to butt hurt about his betrayal so you tweeted “top ten anime betrayals”

And when sero sees the tweet he just s i g h s

As you walk to the dorms after class you notice sero isn’t around so you continue walking intending on continuing to ignore him

When you get to your room you notice the door is cracked open a bit and a dim light peeks out

You silently freak out but go inside

You’re heart melts at the sight

Sero literally ran to the dorms to set up a blanket fort with the movie queued and he laced out pieces of your favorite chocolate to spell out “sorry for betraying you”

You burst out laughing and forgive him

You cuddle with him as you start the movie, laughing your asses off when the scene where Miguel shades Tulio for sleeping with his con 🙈😂

-Mina also hasn’t watch the road to el dorado ever

You’re surprise so you call her to your room where you previously set up a small nest of pillows and blankets, along with snacks

As you watch the movie you can continuously glance over to see if she is enjoying the movie

She is

She begins to simp over Chel

You’re not jealous

Okay you’re a bit jealous but you dont worry bc you know she only really has love for you

As the movie continues casually mention you think Miguel is hot

To which she also doesn’t get jealous

Totally does

The ending had you in tears when they fell off of the horse

After the movie finishes, Mina tells you she loved the movie

You can now die a happy person knowing she loved it

She gives you a small kiss on your cheek and heads to her room to sleep

MASTERLIST

A/N- I finally finished it, I kept getting distracted but I hope you enjoy it and it met you’re expectations 💕

[theonetheycallhannah]

The Treatment of Captain Syverson-Chapter 10: Myofascial Release

Characters: Captain Syverson x OFC (Shane Benton)

Summary: Shane and Sy decompress after an emotional evening, Shane finds it difficult to get out of her own head and live in the moment, but Sy knows exactly how to help her, and not to be a complete hoe and spoil things, but…things get steamier than ever between our favorite therapist and patient duo.

Oh snap! You’re behind! Get on track here!

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings:  Language, mature themes, alcohol consumption, the smut you’ve all been waiting for so patiently! (I hope it lives up to your undoubtedly high expectations!)

Author’s Note: Oh gosh, y’all, I am so nervous to post this. Somehow it doesn’t feel like my smuttiest smut. And like, all previous chapters have been kind of leading up to this moment. The good news is, I’ve decided to continue writing this story after the sex. I’ve got some ideas about where to go from here, and I want to keep it going. Plus, it feels wrong to write all of this and then just drop them without a big picture resolution. They’re gonna go through some shit, though. You have been warned.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, Henry is not mine, le sigh, and all mention of him, his characters, any characters from his films, or his precious doggy, Kal, are strictly for transformative and recreational use. I neither ask for, nor accept payment for the work I post on Tumblr or AO3. Unbeta’d because this is for fun and escapism.

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Her living room was cast in the low light of the floor lamp she had left on. Intending to come home after dark. Alone. She hated walking into a dark house by herself.

Well, tonight, she wasn’t alone. And although Sy had been to her house before, this was different. They were officially a couple, and they were no longer waiting to express, to the fullest extent, their true affection for one another.

Ever the hostess, despite her nervous tension, Shane asked Sy if he wanted anything to drink, rambling off several options somewhat awkwardly.

“I’m fine, darlin.’” He assured her, stopping her at some point in the rant, before she was completely done. “Do you need something?”

“Umm, I think I should have a glass of wine.” Her eyes darted to the kitchen across her serve-through counter space and landed on her fridge. “I’m…I’m really nervous.”

"Why don't we watch a little TV for a while? You get you some wine, and I'll put somethin' on. What are we watchin', sunshine?"

"Ummmm, something light? Funny? Something I've seen." She wouldn't be able to process anything new or heavy right now.

"I'm on it." he kissed the top of her head and left her side for the sofa, where he plopped himself down like a comfy hound dog, and picked up the remote to her Smart TV.

She smiled as she busied herself in the kitchen. She decided she wanted a snack with her wine. She got a plate of cheese and crackers together first. Then she remembered she had some venison sausage one of her coworkers had brought in, and put that on the plate, too. She got out a chilled bottle of her favorite, cheap moscato and a stemless glass. She couldn't go in there without something for Sy, so she also got a glass of ice water ready for him. She put the whole spread on her big serving tray and took it to the living room.

Sy was already halfway through the first episode of Parks and Recreation.

"I saw this in your 'Watch it again' group, and thought maybe you'd like to re-watch it. I've heard you talk about it a lot, and I've never seen it." He didn't complain at her for taking forever. He just lit up when he saw her. Like it was the first time. And not the hundredth.

"That's perfect, babe. I brought some snacks out, too. Some cheese and crackers, and this really good sausage one of my coworkers brought me. You like deer?" she asked.

"One of my favorite pet names." he teased. "I do, though, yes."

They ate, and laughed, and watched about four or five episodes, it was hard to keep track. But after approximately half the bottle, Shane had summoned some courage. She started playing at the texture of Sy's jeans, running a fingernail across the coarse fabric.

"Hang on, love bug. I want to know somethin.'" she looked up at him, mildly confused. "I'm trying to think of a reason you need to get tipsy to sleep with me that I shouldn't take personally." he rubbed her upper arm, comforting her as no one had done since she was a small child. At least not that she could remember.

"No, Sy. It's not like that. You aren't the problem at all!" she paused. He let her gather her thoughts. She appreciated that he knew she intended to continue and that he didn't rush her to do it. He was patient. And kind. And all of that should have made this whole night easier. But somehow it didn’t.

“I’m the problem." She confessed after a long pause and a deep sigh. "I mean, I’m in my head about it all, I know. But it’s been…almost six years since I’ve slept with anyone, five and a half, at least, and I can’t seem to wrap my head around it now that I know it’s going to happen again.”

He pulled her body into his, squeezing her tightly for one of his soul cleansing hugs.

“Sunshine. Everything will come back to ya. We’ll just go as slow as ya want. I got all night.”

“Okay. Well, I guess, since I’m a bit sleepy from the wine, we should head to bed.”

Sy affirmed the idea, and made to help her put their snacks away in the kitchen.

She got out containers for their leftover food while Sy stoppered the wine, put it in the fridge, and washed their glasses.

She felt his warmth before she felt his touch. He stood behind her, radiating his particular brand of heat for a moment, and taking in the scent of her hair near her right ear. She heard a low rumble from someplace deep in him which slowed her efforts at the counter. His hands were light but very much present on her hips. A whisper against the fabric of the casual but feminine floral dress she’d chosen for the night. But she felt it like the weight of her favorite old blanket, heavy with years and warm comfort.

He kissed her temple, chaste and unassuming. But still full of desperation. She could tell that he was ready. Even without the alignment of their bodies completely giving him away.

“Don’tcha think this stuff can wait a couple hours, darlin'?"

His baritone, breathless in her ear, was soothing her back into the mindset of being with him. His feather touch still lingering at her hips and waist. She thought back to those seminars she'd gone to on manual therapy where the speaker talked in depth about the fascial tissues running all across the various muscles in the human body and how trauma to one part could cause tension in another like a snag in a sweater and how he taught the participants techniques to undo that trauma through myofascial release. Sy was slowly managing to unwind and unbind the taut fibers of her heart and relieve that pain that Elliott, in particular had set into place so firmly when he'd hurt her. Lied to her. Cheated on her. Gaslit her. Made her feel like she'd never be loved if she left him. Made her question the very idea of what love meant. Because if what they'd had was truly love, she didn't want it. Wanted no part of the games or the abuse or the manipulation.

Without fully realizing it, during this time of reflection and healing, Shane had given up the task at her hands and turned to Sy, open to his treatment, as he'd always been so open to hers…or mostly. And she let him kiss her, reciprocating. And hold her, returning his enveloping embrace. She even let him pick her up, wrapping her legs around his waist, resting them on his…all too well-defined bilateral gluteus maximus that she'd had to pretend to ignore for weeks. In the therapist side of her brain, alarm bells were going off. "His knee isn't fully healed! You're gonna undo all of the work you've both done so far! He's gonna hurt himself carrying you around!" but she ignored them and trusted him as he walked to her room.

Shane wanted to say that her bedroom was one of splendor. Immaculately made bed, and overall, the picture of tidiness. The reality was much, MUCH different. Glasses half full of water were everywhere (she may be forgetful, but at least she was optimistic), at least one coffee mug sat on the nightstand from the previous weekend when she took a morning cup of tea in bed with her George Harrison biography. Laundry overflowed from a sorting hamper in the corner, and her bed sat, unmade, littered with crumpled pillows, sheets, blankets, and the pajamas she'd slept in last night. She wasn't the kind of person to make her bed for reasons other than having company over, like the fancy company you had to give a tour of your whole house. She'd tried to be that person numerous times, but it never seemed to stick.

Tonight, though, the guilt that came with sub-par housekeeping skills wasn't plaguing her. Right now, all she felt was the weightlessness of being with Sy, wrapped in him, kissing him, and fully ready for what was about to happen between them, as he fell with her onto her bed. Their heads clunked together awkwardly, invoking a mutual wince, followed by bouts of laughter and playful kisses.

He hovered over her a moment, just taking her in. His fingers ghosting her forehead and cheeks to clear it of the whisps of hair obscuring her face. He seemed to examine her in methodical quadrants. Learning the curves and colors and every wrinkle, freckle, and pore. She was still fully clothed, but she'd never felt so bare and vulnerable.

He left her eyes for last. His gaze drowning her delightfully. Random song lyrics came to mind, "the serenity of a clear blue mountain lake" and she thought yes. That is the precise aesthetic of this man's stare. His expression was inscrutable. She wanted to say he looked happy and content, but she didn't want to presume.

He began tracing the floral pattern on her dress with his fingers, and said, "I really like this dress on you."

She laughed, "Oh, that's the beginning of the oldest line in the book. You know you've already got me in bed, right?"

"No, I…" he chuckled, embarrased. "I mean it sincerely. Seeing you in flowers like this…makes me think they bloom right from ya."

She propped herself up on her elbows, dumbstruck by this uncharacteristically poetic side of him she'd just been shown. She stroked the side of his face.

"The man who came up with the original pickup line is rolling over in his grave attempting to kick himself for not thinking of something so beautiful."

"Yeah?"

"HELL yeah. He would have gotten WAY more lucky with a statement like that."

"You're probably right." he said, pulling her up to hold her in his arms.

"If for no other reason that it would have landed him a higher caliber woman than the floozies that he probably got."

He moaned his ascent against her neck, and continued, "Which would have meant a lot more getting lucky down the road, right?"

"Traditionally speaking, I'd say yes." she laughed, her fingers in his hair, which was barely long enough for the action.

"Okay, I know I said I liked the dress, but…" he tugged at the hemline tucked just under her hips and pulled it off her willing body.

"About time, cowboy!" she smiled, breathless.

He continued kissing her as he unhooked her strapless bra and tossed it aside, into the abyss, where the dress had gone. She was so dizzy from him that she barely noticed he was laying her down until her warm back hit cool sheets. She could feel his touch everywhere at once, despite the fact that he was really only making two or three points of contact.

Shane trembled as Sy peppered her soft body with kisses. She couldn't recall shivering like this before, especially when there was nothing but warmth, even heat, around her. His beard grazing her hips and thighs was sending tremors through her unlike anything she'd ever felt. She was a goner, and he hadn't even truly begun.

His breath against her skin was like lightning in the clouds. A storm began forming within, and all around them from his work on her…and eventually in her. He took the time to remove both of the shirts he was wearing--plaid cotton blend and thick white jersey. She reached out to run her fingertips over his chest, covered in a manly stand of thick, dark hair. It ran over his pecs and down his abdomen…farther, she knew, than was exposed right now.

She wanted to touch him. To return the favor. To stir in him the same tempest he'd stirred in her. She unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. She was a little surprised he wasn't resisting her, but pleased, all the same. She took the heavy weight of him out in some shock…she'd caught outlines and silhouettes often since they'd been together, but he hadn't let her go this far yet. It had made her feel a little slutty at the time, but now, she understood. He was…protecting her, in a way. She handled him curiously, gently, as he'd been with her. Her apprehension, however, grew with him.

"Sy, you're…I…" she wasn't sure what to say. But she had concerns about being rent in two by him.

"I think I remember tellin' ya you wouldn't be laughin,' sunshine." he grinned at her, breathless as she stroked him.

"You were right. But don't get too used to me saying so." she smirked back at him.

He pulled away from her, reluctantly, but eager to get back to tasting her.

She couldn't comprehend what he was doing. But it felt incredible. No one she'd ever been with had made her feel like this. Like her blood was effervescent and her body was aglow like embers. His reaction to her was as much a part of the pleasure as his ministrations themselves. She could tell he was enjoying himself which fed her desire.

She felt a tension coiling inside her, something similar to climaxes past but she could tell, much more intense. What was different? Other than Sy, she didn't know. But it was working. She moaned and writhed into him.

"Yeah, sugar. Let that out. I wanna hear it." he quickened, driving her mad and sending her spinning into her bliss, incomprehensible words and sounds escaping her, growls of satisfaction escaping him, but he didn't stop.

She felt his fingers working inside her to pull another climax from deep within her. This was new for her, as well. Not only was he putting her first, but he was making her a priority in double measure before taking anything for himself. As that pressure built in her again, she felt his gaze on her, hungry and adoring, and she heard his grunts of exertion and she thought, lust. She wasn't sure how many of his digits he'd managed to slide into her, but it felt splendid, and she wanted more. She gripped his arms to convey this desire, words caught in her throat. He dove headlong back down to her, adding his mouth to the onslaught of his hand, and before she could get out more than a "Fuuuu" she was falling apart again, her body spasming and writhing beneath his utter oral perfection. Eventually, she finished the word when she ran out of air and had to take in a large gasp on the "uck."

She watched him kiss around her thighs and hips, in awe of him in his entirety.

Breathless, she asked, "Why are you so good to me, Sy?"

"Well, a wise woman once told me, 'good go to heaven.'" he looked coyly up at her. "I think I'm there, sunshine."

"Ya know, you're the best patient I've ever had." she smiled.

"Well, I should hope so." he boasted as he kissed at her breasts, nipping at the taut, dark bud in the center. She gasped. He let go and continued his ascent.

He had a point. Who could have qualified as a "better" patient than him when he'd given her so much? Even more than what they were doing tonight. His kindness. The love he had always shown her, even when she wasn't ready to see it. His strength, but also his vulnerability that she seemed to be the only one ever to see. Combine that with the fact that his mind was basically a steel trap for her every word and it would have made him more than perfect enough for her.

But as he broke away from her kiss to take off his jeans, she marveled at the shape and size of his whole body. Those thick, strong arms, the broad, defined torso, the massive, powerful legs of an avid runner, and a face that God Himself would probably be jealous of, if He was capable of the feeling. This gorgeous exterior that Michelangelo would have killed to sculpt, combined with all of his other amazing qualities, and he was almost too perfect.

He cuddled up next to her, reached up, and caressed her face, still flush with pleasure.

"I could look at this face, and nothin' else for…damn… hours. Maybe days."

She blushed and cast her eyes down, and half whispered, "The feeling is mutual."

"Then why're you lookin' away, darlin'?" he tilted her chin up. "That shy business is cute and all, but you don't have to hide from me, sweetheart."

"Again, it's not you, it's me." she chuckled, nervously.

"You wanna call it a night, for now?" he asked without a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"You're kidding, right?" she raised her eyebrows. "You did all that work getting me ready for you, and I won't let that be a wasted effort." she pulled him to her and into a deep kiss, rolling onto her back and bringing him with her.

"Oh, sugar, that wasn't no wasted effort. That was time well spent. No matter what." he said in short bursts when he could pull away from her lips.

He lifted himself up and over her, kneeling between her legs, already open for him. She thought he should know how ready she was. Thought it should be painfully obvious. But he asked anyway.

"You ready, sunshine?" he asked, as he opened the condom and rolled it on…damn he was slick! She hadn't even noticed him get it from wherever he'd had it. She presumed his jeans pocket, which would explain much. She had been very distracted by his naked perfection.

"Yes. Please." she had been struck with an urgency as they stood here on the verge of everything.

He sunk slowly into her, the contentment of coming home spread over his face, the bliss of being whole spreading over hers. No, she thought. She was more than whole. She'd always felt mostly whole during sex. Sy made her feel as though she was overflowing with herself. And not just because she was overflowing with him. The way he moved in her, over her, with her, it was like he was afraid she'd turn to vapor around him before he could finish. Like she was nothing more substantial than a bubble full of smoke, and he thought she may burst and disappear. Although, you couldn't tell from the tight grip he kept on her. A bruising grip that she thought might have had a chance of popping a football. She didn't care. She wanted him to touch and hold her like this until they had no more to give each other.

As they built toward their mutual undoing, the world and everything in it faded away. There was no personal drama or injury. Nothing but the euphoria of this newfound oneness. The caresses and thrusts and groans of pleasure were the only things that mattered. Each other, and what they found therein.

“Shane.” He whispered to her, his pinnacle nigh.

“Sy!” She whimpered, that familiar tension approaching its apex.

He kissed her, as if he meant to permanently emboss her onto the bedding and onto his lips. She reeled as she came undone, little sparks of light obscuring her vision for a fraction of a second. He followed her closely, breathless and spent.

He laid down beside her, as close to her as possible, and began drawing mindless circular patterns on her stomach and around her breasts.

“Wow.” She said, almost under her breath.

“How ya feelin,’ sunshine?”

“Mmm, boneless. Dazed. Half wishing we’d done that weeks ago. I didn’t have a clue what I was missing.”

“Oh, I think you had an idea.” He said as he neatly doffed and disposed of the prophylactic in the waste can by her bed.

“Okay, a bit.” She chuckled. “It’s not like you can hide that…thing.”

“And I don’t try to, darlin’!” He kissed her forehead “Well, I don’t hide it just anywhere, put it that way.” He smirked at his dirty joke and she swatted him for it.

“You’re bad!”

“And you love it.”

She couldn’t argue. She loved his badness and his goodness and everything in between.

Up Next: Chapter Eleven- Discharge Plan 

[wizardwomenwisdom]

unforgettable

JJ x Reader

y’all this is my first reader fic but um thomas rhett’s unforgettable just gave me jj vibes so i wrote this. if y’all like it, shoot me a song and the character it reminds you of and i’ll see what i can do??? k love you guys.

****

You didn’t know much about what you were drinking, except that Kiara didn’t want it. Parties had never been your scene, but your mom wanted you to blend. So blend you did. You held the solo cups and danced to the shitty music and hoped no one noticed that your clothes were hand-me-downs.

The drink tasted like mango and rubbing alcohol, and you didn’t know anyone on the dance floor. Somewhere between the Coldplay and Khalid, Kiara had left you to your own devices. Her real friends must’ve arrived.

You liked Pope and JJ enough, and you’d heard all about John B. and Sarah, but you already felt like an imposter at school. Being friends with them wasn’t an option. It didn’t stop you from joking around with them, though.

“Yo, Y/N!” JJ came up behind you and grabbed your hips. He smelled like weed, and you could see the dab pen tucked in his shirt pocket. “You’re looking gorgeous tonight.”

“Yo Maybank, you’re looking stoned off your ass tonight.” JJ laughed, hard. Definitely stoned.

“I’m totally sober.” There was another small laugh in his statement, and when you looked back at him, a dopey grin stretched across his face.

“Yeah, right.”

You wormed your way out of his arms quickly. You didn’t exactly mind: October parties usually meant a lot more grinding, since everyone was pregaming Homecoming. But grinding on JJ Maybank was a statement, one that you didn’t know if you could make.

He glanced at your drink. “What’s the drink of choice tonight, Debby Downer?”

“I’ll let you know when I find out.”

“Kiara?”

“Of course.” You thought about joking about how you only had one friend anyway, but you kept your mouth shut.

Over JJ’s shoulder, you saw Rafe Cameron approaching. You didn’t trust him: after everything last summer, he started giving you the creeps. He never really got the message, and right then, he was heading straight for you.

“Can I just...” You grabbed JJ’s hand, and interlaced your fingers. His palm was rough and callused.

“Y/A,” Rafe said from over JJ’s shoulder. JJ jumped.

“What do you want Rafe?”

He shrugged and sipped his corona. “Why don’t you come dance with someone... Well, someone without a criminal record.”

JJ laughed, and you shot him a glare. “Look, I’m here with JJ. Like with him. So, sorry.”

Rafe raised his eyebrows and glanced between the two of you. “You two? How long?”

“Three weeks,” JJ answered smoothly. Oh no.

“Really? I don’t believe you.”

“Believe it, Rafe,” You snapped.

“Prove it.”

JJ looked at you, eyes wide, and you decided that you weren’t gonna let Rafe catch your lie. You dropped JJ’s hand and pressed yours to his chest. With the best “trust me” look you could muster, you went up on your tiptoes and pressed your lips to his.

He was an average kisser because he was surprised, and he tasted like weed because he was stoned. But you realized you didn’t exactly mind it. There weren’t butterflies, exactly, but there was something.

“Damn,” JJ whispered.

****

You laid on a piece of driftwood, far from the party, listening to JJ talk. You could hear the party in the background, but it was winding down.

“What about... Maximus?”

“Maximus?”

“Or Drizzle?”

“Have you just... run out of ideas?”

He was laying in the sand below you, slowly coming down from his high. He’d reached the “everything is deep and meaningful” phase about half an hour ago, and was trying to guess your middle name. It hadn’t worked.

“What about y/l/n?”

“Why would my middle name be my last name?”

“Isn’t that what a lot of girls do when they get married?”

You sat up, and swung your legs over to his side. “I’m not married.”

“Well, when I marry you, that’ll be your middle name.”

You laughed, and laid back down. “Oh, got it.”

It was his turn to sit up. “You don’t believe me?”

“JJ, we’re sixteen.”

“I just turned seventeen.”

You turned on you side, so you could look him in the eyes. “And what? You can’t vote, but you think we can elope.”

He frowned. “You’re right. We’ll just have to wait a few years.”

“JJ—”

He stood up quickly and picked you up like a bride. “We’ll have a big beach wedding, and I’ll wear my nicest cutoff and you’ll these jeans and a bathing suit top.”

You giggled. “These jeans?”

“And it’ll be just like you.” He set you down in the sand, but didn’t let you go. You wrapped your arms around his waist instinctively.

“White trash?” You offered. He only smiled, and pressed his lips to yours. And this time, this kiss, it was perfect and real and more than something. It was everything.

You couldn’t help but smile into his lips before he broke the kiss. “Unforgettable,” He whispered.

You kissed him again.

[eugene-not-flynn]

sunshine

word count: 1092 (I thought it’d be like, 500 im so sorry)

Summary: Eugene calls her Sunshine. Rapunzel wants to know why. soft!New Dream ficlet(?) set somewhere during season 2. 

Warnings: softness, brief discussion of Gothel and therefore vague gestures to the canonical level of emotional abuse Rapunzel experienced at her hands, extremely vague suggestions of insomnia/nightmares, Eugene waxes poetic about Rapunzel because he loves her so much okay

A/N: Me? Writing more New Dream fluff content? Who would’ve guessed. Still writing these two and learning all they have to offer me as a humble writer who likes to play with them. Hope y’all don’t mind! All mistakes are mine. 

Eugene blinks hard and scrubs a hand across his eyes. Late night air brushes through loose strands of his hair and he stifles a wide yawn behind his hand. In front of him, leading the caravan down the forest path with Fidella, Maximus huffs an unasked question. Eugene waves a hand in dismissal.

“I’m fine, Max,” he replies. “I’ll let Lance take over in a few hours.”

Max snorts in acknowledgement, accepting the answer. The corner of Eugene’s mouth quirks up in a faint smile. It had only been a few years ago that Maximus had been bent on getting him arrested. Now, that same horse was concerned with whether he was getting enough sleep. How drastically things had changed in his life since meeting Rapunzel.

Eugene hears the latch on top of the caravan open, interrupting his thoughts.

“Want some company?”

Speak of the devil, Eugene thinks fondly. “Can’t sleep?” he asks over his shoulder.

“Not really.”

There’s a faint twinge of concern in Eugene’s chest, but he tosses a faint smile up to the roof. “I’ll never turn down your company, Sunshine.”

There’s a brief, unexpected pause that makes Eugene frown, but then he hears her pull herself effortlessly on to the roof and close the hatch behind her. She drops herself gracefully onto the seat beside him, but she doesn’t say anything. The silence between them is filled with the creak of the wooden wheels on the dirt road, the clopping of hooves in front of them, and the call of crickets and frogs in the forest around them.

Generally, Eugene doesn’t mind silence; these days, it was hard to come by at all. But there’s something almost weighted about it now, lingering in the air between himself and Rapunzel beside him. Maybe it’s in the odd tension he can see pulling at her shoulders. Maybe it’s the lingering reminder in his brain that she apparently hadn’t been sleeping. Maybe it’s something else entirely, like a sixth sense—not that Eugene believes in such things.

“Rapunzel—”

“Eugene,” she begins at almost the exact same time. Eugene snaps his mouth closed, his brows pulling together in concern as she cuts off with a sigh. Her gaze flickers up to the stars peeking through the tree canopy above them, avoiding his eyes. “Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

She takes a breath like she’s preparing for something, rubbing the back of her neck. “Why… do you call me that?”

Eugene’s brows pull lower, this time in confusion. “Why do I call you….?”

“Sunshine,” she supplies. “Is it… because I’m the Sundrop?”

Eugene’s lips press together in thought. There’s a weight and hesitation to her voice that twists something in his gut. He doesn’t understand why she’s asking—why she’s asking period, and especially why she’s asking now at almost two in the morning—but he can’t shake the feeling that this, for some reason, is an important conversation for her. So he pauses, and really thinks about it, before he answers honestly.

“No,” Eugene tells her quietly. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees her gaze snap over to him like it wasn’t the answer she was expecting. He meets her eyes briefly before looking back to the road ahead of them. “It… well, actually, it has very little to do with the Sundrop, if I’m being honest.”

“Then… why?”

“Because…well…” Eugene finds himself oddly grateful for the dark because he can feel his face warming slightly. He stops, releases a breath, and smiles as he starts again.

“I call you Sunshine because I have never, in my entire life, met anyone who… who radiates quite like you do. You… breathe life and love and hope everywhere you go, and I don’t even think you realize it. You light up the world around you, no matter how dark it seems, and you’re relentless when others try to diminish your inner light. Not to mention how hard you work to give the people around you the chance for growth. And I should know,” he adds, glancing over at Rapunzel again, “since I was one of the first.”

Rapunzel’s eyes are huge in the dark. Eugene offers her a small shrug and a soft look in return. “That’s what I think about when I call you Sunshine.” There’s a strand of hair falling across her forehead, and Eugene brushes it back, letting his fingers trace down along her jaw for just a moment before he returns them to the reigns. “Can… I ask why you’re asking, sweetheart?”

Rapunzel blinks, then averts her gaze. “I was just… thinking. Mo—um, Gothel used to call me ‘flower’. And… I thought it was an affectionate thing when I was growing up. But… the more I thought about it, the more I realized… it wasn’t. It… was just how she saw me.”

Eugene’s heart gives a sudden clench. “As the flower that would keep her young.” She doesn’t reply, but she doesn’t need to. Eugene’s throat goes a little tight. “Rapunzel, it’s my turn to ask you something but first, I need you to promise me that you’ll answer honestly.”

“I promise,” she says firmly.

“Does… does it bother you when I call you ‘Sunshine’?”

Eugene glances over at her then. He trusts her—Rapunzel never willingly breaks a promise—but she has kept things from him before, and he needs to see her face when she answers. He has to know. Because if it bothered her, if it hurt her even a little, and Eugene kept doing it…. He’d never forgive himself.

“No,” she answers. Even in the dark, Eugene can see the honesty sparkling in her green eyes. “Especially now that I know what you mean when you say it.”

Eugene swallows. “You’re sure? Because if it does, that’s—that’s okay, Blondie. I won’t be mad, and I’ll never call you it again—”

“Eugene,” she interrupts gently, placing a hand on his forearm. “I know. But I’m sure. In fact… knowing what it means to you now? It’s… sweet and romantic and heartfelt.  I… like it.”

Eugene can’t help the swell of relief that warms his chest. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” she affirms with a soft smile, sliding closer to him. Her warmth and weight against his side steadies something inside of him, and Rapunzel leans her head against his shoulder with a soft sigh. Like instinct, Eugene melts into her a little. He tucks his face into the top of her blonde hair and presses a small kiss there.

“Okay, Sunshine.”

[spiriituma]

||..hey so @hxldtheworld​ asked me to spill the tea on why i dislike the n.okk design from fr.ozen 2, and bOY OH BOY DO I HAVE TEA TO SPILL

the nokk legit looks like somebody looked at a horse TWICE-- once to know what a horse is, and once to KINDA know how they’re put together

i love the IDEA of the nokk, but the design is so utterly nasty to me as a horse person that i hate looking at it (save for some of the fanart bc unlike whoever designed the thing, some fanartists actually know how to draw equines, so y’know)

what does emma not like about it ?? 

1) ears are WAY too close together 2) muzzle is hUGE 3) forehead is equally HUGE  4) why is its neck so,,,, tHICC ??? 5) y’all,,, its tiny lil pig eyes are awful omg

6) look at its,,, hind legs.... that gaskin angle is so fucked 7) big ol’ fuckin knock-knees 8) also ?? super post-legged. all four legs. 9) its shoulders bother me so bad,,,  10) overall, just looks like an alien trying to poorly imitate a horse and even tho it’s bad in the movie, legit all of the toys are so much WORSE

i get stylizing. totally. totally understand wanting to stylize things. but this particular stylization is like ??? you didn’t understand WHAT you were stylizing, so you emphasized the wrong things !!

how would I make it look??

it would be SPANISH-type, something that would seem rare and ethereal in norway at this time-- rounded nose, cresty neck, very pronounced features, super long mane/tail that appears wavy

and before anyone says that ‘oh disney did the best they could !!11!! they did those things bc it needed to be expressive and unique’ may i present to you--

i have zero things to say about the stylization of spirit,, looks good to me y’all. amazing.

THESE ARE AMAZING. EVERY ONE OF THESE. VALID. EVEN MAXIMUS (who is really pushing it for me) LOOKS BETTER THAN THE FUCKING NOKK

Y’ALL EVEN ENCHANTED WITH IT’S STUPIDLY EXAGGERATED EVERYTHING !!! THE NOKK COULD’VE LOOKED LIKE THIS ARE YOU KIDDING ME ??

EVEN THE FIRST MOVIE HAD AMAZING HORSES ???? like y’all i legit have never seen a fjord depicted so marvelously in animation, look at how stunning this is and they exaggerated the right things-- thin legs, big belly, petite head but expressive eyes, the muzzle isn’t massive. and the mane !! they exaggerated the mane but still gave it a fjord-specific clip job. whoever designed THIS, they know their stuff !!!

tl;dr-- the nokk didn’t have to look so goddamn dopey, and disney failed miserably at what should’ve been another great horse character. 

[wildsaltair]

Hi I am a Maximus fan from a foreign country. I read your fanfiction with a translator and I was so moved by it. Your writing style, your descriptions are so good that they make me make rivers of tears. Thank you for your wonderful writing

Oh my goodness, hi friend!!! I am so thrilled that you were able to read my fic and that you enjoyed it! I never imagined that people would enjoy reading my fics, much less people who are separated by a language barrier! What an honor that you read it and reached out. It’s amazing to me that we can connect about Maximus and shed tears over him even though we’re in different countries and don’t speak the same language! Thank you so much for the sweet words. I’m hoping to have another Maximus fic up sooner or later :)

[purplesurveys]

1123

survey by zqrwrgnani

What do you typically have for breakfast? I skip breakfast Monday to Friday. On weekends either of my parents will usually make fried rice served with 3–4 of the following: eggs, hotdogs, corned beef, dried fish, ham, longganisa, and luncheon meat.

Where do you purchase most of your clothes? There’s a tiangge at the local mall where they will change up the collection of clothes being sold every couple of weeks. They have trendy choices at really low prices so that’s where I liked getting clothes back when I went out more.

Do you have any opinions on Anna Delvey? Literally have never heard of her. Should I know who this is...?

What are you currently streaming? I have an episode of (surprise!) 2D1N turned on, but it’s paused.

What do you typically order when you go for coffee? Iced caramel macchiato. I actually switched it up today and went for a basic iced mocha, though. Just wanted to try something new, I guess.

Anything you’re looking out for at the thrift? No, and I don’t usually make trips to thrift stores either.

Who are your favorite YouTubers? Louise Pentland is a recent favorite. There’s also Good Mythical Morning, Grace Helbig, and The Try Guys. I also like a ton of BuzzFeed people but I don’t think they count as YouTubers. I like a good number of local vloggers as well but they’re no one you would recognize.

Describe your skincare routine. I just splash some water onto my face first thing in the morning, every day.

What’s your typical morning routine look like? Work has conditioned me to automatically wake up at 6:30, and by then I have the choice to either go back to sleep or try to properly wake up by watching YouTube videos. Either way, I have to be up by 8 so I can start working. And like I said, I briefly wash my face, then I immediately head to my laptop. That’s it, really; it’s super uneventful and I'm sorry I can’t make it any more interesting lol.

Are you still playing Animal Crossing? I never bought the game, actually. I asked Nina if I should buy it and she said it probably won’t be suitable for me since the game requires a lot of creativity, which as y’all know by now I lack entirely hahaha. I have my eyes set on other games.

How has the pandemic specifically affected you? It kept me from having a memorable final year in university, and it kept me from having a graduation ceremony. We also had to sell one of our cars, which I really loved driving when we still had it, so that bummed me out. I believe the pandemic had also been a slight factor in the crumbling of my former relationship as well.

Where’s your favorite place to go for brunch? I never go out for brunch.

What’s on your nightstand? Right now there is a bunch of books on it and a paper envelope from work.

What do you think about before falling asleep? Anything except my already pending deliverables work for the following day.

What is your main source of anxiety? Continued from the previous evening. I don’t know if there’s a main catalyst...a lot of things have the ability to make me feel anxious.

Any bands or artists you’ve recently discovered? I’m going further down the K-pop rabbit hole as I know it, lmao. It’s starting, you guys. This week I discovered GOT7; I’ve only heard one song so far but I’m extremely hooked. Ravi’s also very talented and has catchy songs.

What are your goals for today? Have a great rest of the evening and enjoy the start of my weekend.

What kind of games do you play on your phone? I haven’t been playing a lot of games on it, actually. I mainly use it to keep track of my Viber notifications (because my laptop sometimes won’t, and I end up replying to some work threads late) and to watch on Viu. But the last game I downloaded was a logo quiz game for old times’ sake.

Are there any packages you’re waiting to come in through the mail? Nah, haven’t ordered anything recently. I think I’m over my online shopping phase hahaha. I was just really excited about it when I got my first couple of paychecks, but now that the initial thrill has passed, I mainly look forward to spending on food – exactly like how I predicted it would be for me.

Describe your favorite t-shirt? I’d neverrrrr throw out my CM Punk Best in the World shirt for the world, no matter how more tattered and stained it gets. It’s one of my prized possessions and it reminds me of a really happy and carefree time in my life.

Do you have a specific aesthetic? I don’t know if I fit into a certain one; I certainly don’t consciously try to. You’d have to ask my friends if I do have a specific kind.

Skinny jeans or mom jeans? Mom jeans, a thousand times over. I dread wearing skinny jeans.

What’s your favorite 90s cartoon? The Wild Thornberrys.

Describe the moment you realized you were falling in love with someone. I felt scared more than anything else. I’ve never felt such a heavy sensation before, so I didn’t know what was going on. I also felt the need to be around them as much as I can, as I was starting to love and enjoy their presence, and be the one to attend to their needs.

Have you tried the feta and tomato recipe? No but sounds delicious.

What’s your favorite sparkling water brand/flavor? I don’t drink that. Sounds nasty.

What’s your favorite makeup brand/brands? Don’t wear makeup, either.

What’s your all time favorite movie? Two for the Road.

What are some female names you would name a baby? Olivia, Mia, and Amelia are some of my favorites.

What about male? Erm, probably names like Mason, Elliott, Matteo, Liam...I don’t want a son, so I don’t think about boy names too often lmao.

Do you have any subscription boxes? No. I’ve always wanted to subscribe to one with a quirky concept, like a Korean-themed one, or international snacks or condiments, or curated alcoholic drinks, etc. but at the end I feel it’s a luxury I could do without.

What did you purchase the last time you bought groceries? The last time I got groceries was for work, and for that instance I got several of the following: coffee packs, soju, various canned goods, spaghetti set, Nutella, and toiletries.

What fictional creature would you like as a pet? Wouldn’t keep him as a pet but I feel like Maximus from Tangled would be such a fun dude to be around.

Describe your favorite piece of jewelry. I don’t have one. I love borrwing my mom’s Tiffany’s jewelry, though.

Have any local businesses closed that you’re sad about? So fucking many of them, especially the ones I frequented back in college. I went back to Katip last week and the place felt like a damn ghost town.

How do you feel about the BLM movement? I support it, of course. And I feel infuriated by those who try to counter by saying aLl LiVeS mAtTeR or worse, bLuE lIvEs MaTtEr.

What’s the worst advice you’ve ever taken? I don’t think I ever took an advice I knew was bad or would be useless or irrelevant to me. But this reminds me of my mom’s favorite piece of advice for every bad situation, which is to pray lmao.

How do you feel about your neighbors? I feel like I answer this a lot on this surveys, but I don’t think anything of them. We mostly keep to our own business.

What kind of dwelling do you live in? A house.

Have you been watching this season of The Bachelor? I’ve never tried watching it and have no desire to.

What’s typically kept in your purse/wallet? Paper bills, receipts I have the tendency to stuff and keep there even though I’ll never have to use them again, my Paramore ticket, TIN ID, copies of 1x1 and 2x2 photos of myself just in case I have to whip one out, driver’s license, my debit cards, and my vape.

How do you feel about TikTok? I gravitate towards the tutorials and unique prompts (like people showing their parents of different nationalities, the then-vs-now of their pets, etc) more so than the dance-y/meme-y ones. I’ve never felt the need to get the actual app, though. I get my TikTok fix on Facebook, which makes me feel old saying so LOL

What’s the hardest thing you’ve done/been through? Dealing through a breakup was surprisingly harder and more excruciating than deaths I’ve had to go through.

Did you/do you still have a Neopets account? I never had an account but I did have a Neopets game on my flip phone.

What do you look like on a day where you don’t leave the house? Haggard.

Do you have any opinions on Amberlynn Reid? Have literally never heard of that name.

Any current trends you dislike? Most streetwear.

[dorkylittleweirdo]

big shoutout to my friends who have seen me at my best and my worst and still decided to stick around. y’all have gotten me through so much shit and i honestly wouldn’t be here today without y’all. you guys have made me laugh harder than anyone else ever has, and i’m glad that we can a just vibe on discord and send random shit

thank y’all for dealing with all my rambling and hyperfixations bc i’m sure that gets annoying but y’all never say anything. you guys are always there and i really appreciate y’all just Being There. even when we just send memes and cursed images, i’m really happy that we’re all just vibing together in the same chat. straight up i went from having none friends to having this group of people that i love more than anything. you guys make me feel that my life is worth something and that maybe the world really isn’t such a horrible place

@lattelesbean003 @dorkus-maximus @trees-and-sky @strange-the-tulip-trimmer i’m really happy that i met y’all. thank you guys for being in my life. i love you guys so much 💙💙💙💙

[cold-neon-ocean]

Let’s talk about Ronan and Crystal for a hot second please

Y’all it astounds me how much this fandom grossly mischaracterizes Ronan and sleeps on his relationship with Crystal like... have any of you read the comics??? Do you not know what an absolute love-struck doofus this man is?????

The War of Kings and Realm of Kings comic runs were are first REAL look at Ronan’s character. Prior to he’d been mostly an antagonist figure who was slowly evolving into more of an anti-hero. But we hadn’t spent any significant time getting to know him outside of the Annihilation run (and even there it was still limited). How he behaves with Crystal is a showing of who he genuinely is and how he naturally behaves. The Kree are in a very difficult spot in their history at this time, being unable to evolve, but despite this Ronan never has a short fuse with Crystal, never raises his voice at her, he’s never once in his whole character run even REMOTELY angry with her of his own mind, even when Medusa pushes him to his limits. He never takes out any of his frustration on her, and is only ever respectful and understanding. Coming from all the previously known info about Ronan, painting him as nothing but this difficult, aggressive, blood-thirsty, conquest hungry, warlord, to THIS, a very caring individual capable of loving and loving purely, giving his 100% devotion to this one woman was very surprising to say the least. 

I could get into all my thoughts about Ronan as a character as he’s my end all be all single favorite fictional character and has been for the past... almost 6 years now~ but I’ll save it and get into beginnings of his and Crystal’s relationship! 

I’m gonna start from the beginning of Realm of Kings, after the complicated war with the Shi’ar just so I can get to the meat of their budding romance and just how much of an absolute dork Ronan is (I’ll touch on the preceding events in War of Kings and some stuff after Realm of Kings a little in this too but I’m gonna save most of it for a separate post!) For context, the Kree are now being ruled under the Inhuman Royal Family. Ronan and Crystal were arranged to be married as a political symbol of the two races’ newfound unity and it was meant to be just that. Their relationship was a pretty slow burn that neither of them, or anyone, expected.

[ Above - Realm of Kings: Inhumans 01 ] So from the get go Ronan is just,, PROTECC even tho at this point their relationship is SUPPOSED to be purely political he’s still so sweet and polite with her just out of seemingly sheer natural instinct. This guy isn’t used to relationships okay, he’s literally only ever been in one other one his wholeass life and it didn’t really go very well. He’s very much just trying to do the chivalrist thing and doesn’t demean her in any way, or at least he very much doesn’t mean to, nor does he think she’s incapable he’s just naturally trying to be a gentleman.

[ Above - Realm of Kings: Inhumans 01 ] Their growing relationship is very subtly hinted at in the early interactions between them, as they’re both very polite with each other. Crystal’s genuine kindness towards him REGULARLY catches Ronan very much off guard as he’s just... not used to that kind of interaction with others?? He’s so used to being approached with hostility or fear or an uncomfortable worship like respect that when someone is just.. genuinely nice to him he can hardly process it.

Crystal would visit him in the hospital after the Shi’ar attack on their wedding (where Ronan nearly died) and Ronan was probably so surprised to see her there like “I forced her to marry me so I could maintain some political status over the Kree which I already felt bad about, then our wedding was laid waste to by the Shi’ar but she came to visit me in the hospital??? Why would she do that, doesn’t she hate me?????” But no she doesn’t hate him, and not only does she visit him to keep him updated on how the Kree were fairing she’d go so far as to just take him outside for some fresh air and a break from staring at nothing but four hospital walls all day. She doesn’t HAVE to be doing any of this, she doesn’t HAVE to care about the Kree or him but she does, and Ronan is just unable to understand why because all he ever receives is hostility; the Kree abandoned, tried to wipe out, then tried to re-enslave the Inhumans, he was well aware she didn’t want to marry him, and yet here she is- caring about all of the Kree, caring about him. Even the Kree people themselves have been shown to be quick to turn on him, despite his lifelong devotion to them; but SHE, despite having no reason to, is genuinely compassionate and caring with him so how could he not start falling for her just a little?? 

Alrighty so this is gonna be a LONG ONE so I’m putting the rest under a cut for the sake of your dashboard :’D 

[ Above - Realm of Kings: Inhumans 02 ] More big protective husband mode. I love that she keeps having to remind him that she’s fine but his brain is just in constant “PROTECC WIFE MODE” he’s a disaster. A total and utter disaster of a man. Also Crystal casually calling him “husband” kasjdfashf meanwhile he’s not sure if it’s okay for him to refer to her so casually (even tho it is you blue dumbass) so he just calls her either “my lady” or “Lady Crystal” respectfully or just by name. He called her “my wife” once before this in WoK but he was talking to Medusa as he said it and not addressing Crys directly.

[ Above - Realm of Kings: Inhumans 02 ] By far one of my favorite single comic panels in existence. STILL BEFORE THEY ACTUALLY REALIZE AND GIVE IN TO THEIR FEELINGS FOR EACH OTHER, he get 1(one) kis for checking in on her after they run into Pietro (who is an absolute garbage man btw I could talk about him too). Look at his face. He is on cloud nine right now, he could die happy right here. He got kis and frankly he deserves u3u (I’ll talk more about this panel later!)

[ Above - Realm of Kings: Inhumans 03 ] (sorry if this is a little hard to read) Look at him confess to her at how genuinely impressed he is with her. Not because of how she treats him, he’s of course leaving his personal gratitude out because he’s already been told their relationship is supposed to be political, but because of how she’s gained respect from the Kree people- more so than her family has! Because why? Because Crystal has shown actually cares, wow! The Kree aren’t exactly what one would call “popular” among other races in the cosmos, and they don’t particularly care, so Crys giving a genuine care about them (especially given the Inhuman’s personal relationship with the Kree) is astounding. The fact that she has any room in her heart for them and assumes her responsibility over them maturely and with and honest desire to do right by them~ Ronan is so grateful, especially given that she’s pretty much the only one aside from himself advocating for the well being of the Kree to Blackbolt and Medusa.

[ Above - Realm of Kings: Inhumans 03 ] Another of my favorite Ronan moments because.. just.... GOD! It’s Zarek’s insult to his patriotism that sets him off because he’s been through plenty of that before, but you DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT INSULT HIS WIFE! It’s the insult to HER that enrages him. Let’s face it, if Crystal hand’t asked him not to, Ronan would have ceased this man’s whole existence in an instant.

[ Above - Realm of Kings: Inhumans 03 ] But of course, she still appreciates the sentiment! Also Ronan’s deadpan “Just about” makes me wheeze aloud ever time. He wanted to eviscerate this dude for insulting her but didn’t because wife asked him not to. He’s so fucking mad tho look at him akjsdhfa wife please let me destroy this man in your honor

[ Above - Realm of Kings: Inhumans 03 ] And then he goes and lets his feelings slip! Which she’s actually kind of amused by, as she’s been picking up on his affections for a little while now (he’s been totally subtle about it /s). But her last marriage didn’t end well at all so no doubt she was probably withholding to see just what kind of man Ronan is (spoiler alert: he’s a grade-A husband turns out and a really genuine guy when you get to know him. Or should I say when he lets you get to know him lol!). He also very subtly calls her ‘fine’ here which, I mean.. she is let’s be real. 

[ Above - Realm of Kings: Inhumans 03 ] (again, sorry this is hard to read! tumblr really didn’t want to work with me on these pics akjsdh) Probably one of my top two favorite Ronan and Crystal moments. She calls him out on calling her “beloved” and this ABSOLUTE DUMBASS first tries to play it off like he has no idea what she’s talking about then is just like “oh uh.... well I mean... it was... the heat of the moment......” Excellent cover, my good sir, no one suspects a thing. But of course Crystal isn’t gonna let him get away with that so easily. And in a moment of pure bad bitch energy she THREATENS TO KISS HIM if he keeps it up. And he’s just AGHAST, SCANDALIZED, HOWEVER COULD SHE HAVE FIGURED OUT HIS FEELINGS FOR HER??? HE WAS SO SUBTLE, SO RIGID IN HIS COMMITMENT TO KEEPING THINGS PURELY POLITICAL. SHE MUST BE SOME SORT OF PSYCHIC! (insert metal gear solid exclamation point sound effect on Ronan’s face in the last panel someone help this man)

Crystal: “You said you liked me.”

Ronan, the pinnacle of Kree dignity: “.......... No I didn’t..”

[ Above - Realm of Kings: Inhumans 04 ]  Crystal is nothing if not a lady of her word and it doesn’t take her long to cash in on that threat~ When Maximus mind controls Ronan and tries to force him to kill himself (Bioshock 2 style) Crys figures this is the perfect way to snap him out of it, and she was very correct. Ronan’s face I just sob lol, he’s always so lost for words when flustered bless this adorable soft man. He’s not used to kisses. (Also Crys putting a hand on his chest is my favorite thing, and just wait until they start holding hands)

And from this moment on these two are pretty much all in on this relationship. No more hiding, no more denying their feelings for the sake of politics. There’s of course a lot more in War of Kings about the very beginnings of their character dynamic and their arranged marriage but I’ll get to that in a separate post (if you made it this far I appreciate you so much and apologize profusely)! 

What I’ve always loved about their relationship and why it’s my all time favorite is just how pure and genuine it is, and how much they benefited each other and how much they grew as individuals through each other. Ronan from the beginning felt bad about their arranged marriage, he didn’t do it for any other reason than needing to maintain a seat of authority when handing over leadership of the Kree to the Inhumans in the hopes the Inhumans would help them with their stagnant evolution. He never tried to solicit anything from Crystal, and maintained a respectful space, never overstepping any boundary unless SHE invited him to do so, but always offering himself should she need. The relationship only ever moved at the pace she wanted. Ronan valued her input and views and demanded nothing but respect for her from others (I mean look at what happened to Zarek when he called Crystal a “pink-fleshed lab animal”).

[ Above - Realm of Kings: Inhumans 02 ] (spliced this page for the sake of posting) Jumping back in the timeline a little bit, this particular moment is one I find very important. Crystal defending Ronan in front of her ex-husband Quicksilver (who sucks) while also subtly hinting at her own growing affections for him. She says that Ronan is actually “rather sweet”, so his constant protectiveness is clearly something she takes no offense to. Not only that, but when Quicksilver asks if Ronan makes “her feel the same way he used to”, Crystal ADAMANTLY says that Ronan does not and the’s grateful that he doesn’t. She told him that she doesn’t need to justify anything to him yet she makes a point to be very clear that Ronan has shown himself to be better of a husband than Quicksilver was. Remember, Crystal and Quicksilver’s marriage didn’t end well (I’ve personally never liked how lightly Marvel has taken it and how things seem to smooth over rather unrealistically. The things Quicksilver did should be unforgivable.) so not only is Crystal going to let Quicksilver show up and interrogate her on her new marriage, she’s definitely not going to let him down-talk her new husband, who frankly, she’s surprisingly happy with and who’s treated her better and valued her more than Pietro ever did. Also to clarify, this is the conversation where Ronan comes in and checks on Crystal afterwards, asking if she’s alright and insisting he’s not trying to pry (and getting that kiss on the cheek from her); he doesn’t butt in on the conversation at any point and gives them space. I don’t think he’s aware of their previous marital status, that subject might be a bit too heavy for Crystal to share with him so early on, but he clearly senses the tension and makes a point to ask Crystal if she’s okay when he’s able. I think Crystal saying aloud what it is about Ronan that sets him apart from Quicksilver, and how he’s turned out to actually be a really good husband is what maybe flipped that final small switch in her, like hearing it out loud made her think “huh he really has been nothing like I expected, maybe he is someone I can be happy with~” thus prompting the kiss on the cheek even tho she hasn’t yet confronted him about his feelings or made her own clear to him. She’s just very grateful to him, of how kind he’s been, how he’s listened to and valued what she has to say more than Quicksilver or her own family seems to, and of course she’s just endeared to his surprising gentle and sweet nature.

It’s a real shame that Marvel erased all of this in the MCU, Ronan has shown a few minor hints of what could be a personality similar to this in the movies but we all know that didn’t last long. Ronan’s a surprisingly deep character, and a rather sad one when you look at his history, it’s just a lot more subtle than a lot of the big name Marvel characters. Crystal was probably the first truly good thing to have ever happened to him, and aside from her daughter of course, he was probably the same for her as well. The writing of their relationship is my absolute favorite due to how mature and subtle it was. Ronan never tried to win her over so that their marriage would seem more like a desirable thing to her like you’d expect characters in a situation like this to do. He gave her space and respected her boundaries and was just genuine and kind (something we didn’t know he was capable of up until this point), and in doing so she just naturally gravitated towards him. They were both always mature, no petty relationship drama like jealousy or miscommunication like so many couples in fiction are written for the sake of making things interesting (which they never do in my opinion, it’s just annoying) and then is dragged out unnecessarily. None of that cliche “they could easily sort things out if they just talk to each other!” or “person A is jealous of person B just talking to their ex even though there is no reason for them to be”. Crystal and Ronan are both too old and have been through too much to deal with petty nonsense like that. They see each other for their true and genuine selves and love each other for them and that’s all that matters. Like I said, Ronan was willing to defy the whole of the Kree empire, the empire he’s given his life to, for her without a shred of hesitation; and when the Inhumans decided to leave Hala and return to earth, Crystal chose to stay with Ronan (all moments I’ll talk about in a separate post at some point!) 

There’s so much more I could say about just these early stages within Realm of Kings alone but there’s even more within War of Kings and following comics like Fantastic Four and others I want to touch on in another post as alas I don’t have the room for all the images I want to share :’D 

But thank you for reading this far if you did! These two are so special to me and I could talk about them endlessly ;;

[taehyungsgrowl]

Post Disney day massage tradition 🥺 Nate gets a massage bc she spends so much time in his arms!! Also all the cute pics of him holding her? Duncan and his noodle arms could Never™️ 💜 Virgo

OKAY HELLO

YES (okay y’all so we’ve established that when Dumb!Reader was dating Nate, they would have season passes to Disney - like they loved going. They even wore matching clothes AND Y/N and Nate have a tradition of taking pictures in front of the castle every time they go - most of which are of Y/N on his back or him lifting her up and THEY ARE SO CUTE. I cry.) 

SO

when they get to the resort Nate was just exhausted,  but even after their busy, fun-filled day, he wore a smile on his face (granted a sleepy smile, but a smile). 

Nate plopped down on the large king-size bed after getting back to their room. He loved how cool the pillow felt against his face. “Epcot tomorrow?” he smiled over at Y/N who was shimmying out of her shorts and bra. 

“If you’re sure you can keep up,” she joked hopping on to the bed too. Nate laughed looking over his shoulder at her. She sat at the end of the bed, lightly running her hand up and down his calf. She was mid-laugh (and distracted) when Nate sat up enough to grab her ankle and pull until she was laying on the bed. She squealed at the sudden jolt and he climbed on top of her. He grabbed one of her legs and hooked it up in his arm as he leaned down to kiss her. 

“Nate, carry me,” the tip of his nose brushed hers, “Nate, I’m tired.” he laughed, his laughter tickling her face. 

“Heyyyy,” she pouted, feigning to be offended. 

Nate kissed her forehead, “It’s okay, baby. You know I gotcha.” he peppered more kisses down her checks until he could kiss her lips. 

“Wait,” she laughed beneath the kisses he scattered on her face, “Here,” she pushed on his chest and he easily rolled over for her. He was propped up on his pillows, watching her. 

“Turn around, I wanna do something.”

“Oh?” Nate smirked, raising an eyebrow. 

“Hush,” Y/N pushed against his thigh until he turned around. As soon as he did, her hand smacked down on his ass. 

“What was that for?” he laughed. 

“Sorry! Just couldn’t help myself,” she shrugged and playfully smacked his ass again. 

“I’m not a piece of meat, Y/N,” he clicked his tongue, a smile fighting through to his face. 

“I’m making it up to you!!” Y/N adjusted herself to climb on top of him, taking a comfy seat on his bottom, each of her legs on either side of him as she straddled his back. 

“Relax,” she instructed with her hands on her hips, serious look on her face. 

Relax. That was a funny word to Nate. He had trouble relaxing in the past. Struggled with being calm (Maximus was a big help to that.) But of all the times to be told to relax - this seemed the most redundant. Of course, he was relaxed. Everything felt easy - natural with Y/N.

But he let out a big deep breath, his shoulders relaxing. 

“Good,” she smiled. Y/N placed her hands on his shoulders and began kneading. Softly at first. She deepened her touch earning a throaty groan from Nate that just ensured her to keep going. 

“Does that feel nice?” her small hands squeezed gently at the nape of his neck

“Yes, baby,” his eyes were closed and he was content. Not only was it a great massage - it was a great day. He replayed back every time Y/N laughed at the park and the cute looks she gave him when she wanted a bite of his Mickey themed snacks. 

Y/N moved lower and lower down his back, really massaging his sore and tired back. They had been up for so long and done so much. Nate deserved this. He deserved a lot. 

Once she was finished, Nate was almost asleep from good it felt. As she climbed off of him, she gave him another playful smack. 

“Thank you,” he mumbled, shifting his weight around to look at her. 

He glanced at the clock - luckily it wasn’t as late as he thought. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her head, “Should we check out the hot tub?”

(DONT @ ME BUT THEY ALSO GET MICKEY MERCH FOR MAXIE!!!!!!) 

[unpopularly-opinionated]

So I’m watching more Inhumans, on episode 7 now. Probably will finish by tonight. Some more thoughts though...

I can kinda see why it got bad reviews, assuming most viewers can see what it is that I see wrong with it. I’m really not sure why I’m supposed to believe the Royal Family are the good guys and Maximus is the bad guy.

Sure, Maximus has killed a few dozen people for a quick power grab...but he’s literally fighting for equality so...okay? And you might think, well a lot of villains do the whole “do bad things with good intentions” trope frequently, but usually in those scenarios the good guys are pretty fucking obvious.

In this it’s not so much. Yes, the Royal Family, and Black Bolt in particular are being “humbled” by being on Earth among “lesser beings” I guess, so they’ll probably go back preaching equality or something, but it really doesn’t feel earned, and honestly it doesn’t feel at all like they’d be doing it because it’s the right thing to do, it quite literally feels like they’d be doing it just so their people will love them again.

And the thing is, Maximus really feels like the good guy through more than halfway through the season, so to really cement to you that he’s the bad guy they throw on some paranoia that comes out of fucking nowhere, making him not trust anyone, talk to himself, kill people left and right, etc. So we’re forced to make the mental switch in our brains like “Oh okay, so he’s really bad” but again it doesn’t feel earned.

And the Royal Family just sucks in general. Like I like them individually as characters on Earth, but I mean at one point Karnak is telling this story to this guy named Mortis (who I can’t definitively say is a child but he sounds very young, almost as if he could be like 16-17, which makes this shit just seem worse) whose power was so dangerous they locked him up (mind you, they get their powers as kids, so they locked a child up). He’s telling this story about how when Mortis first got his power, Mortis was so scared because of how dangerous it was, and the Genetics Counsel wanted to kill him then and there but Karnak advocated for him, said he should be kept alive, so they locked him up instead, and oooh maybe if Mortis stopped fighting against the Royal Family they could work something out so he wouldn’t have to be locked up!

And then Karnak sneaks up behind him and knocks Mortis out. Then Gorgon flat-out asks Karnak “That story you were telling him, was that real?” and Karnak literally replies “As soon as he got his power I was terrified, I wanted to instantly put him down.”

LIKE BRO, HOW ARE Y’ALL THE FUCKING GOOD GUYS, MY GOD! The kid had zero control over what power he got, he was scared, and they wanted to fucking kill him. Mortis even fucking says “Black Bolt got so much special treatment” AND HE’S FUCKING RIGHT! Black Bolt can literally kill anyone within the vicinity by just fucking breathing, and the Genetics Counsel wanted to lock him up but Black Bolt’s father, the former King, was like “Absolutely not, he’s my son and the future king!” LIKE FUCKING TALK ABOUT PRIVILEGE!

Don’t get me wrong, it’s a good show, and I still stand by my previous statement that it’s really no worse than Agents of SHIELD was, especially in it’s first season. I remember the first season of SHIELD was awkward af. Shame Inhumans got cancelled whereas SHIELD didn’t. Oh well I guess.

[phantomtied]

ith𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓  ,

Repost, don’t reblog.

BASICS.

full name.  radames zero the jackal nickname.   zero,zerry,rada (only to people who know his name/close to him) gender.   male height.   3′7″ age.  25-26 spoken languages.  Arabic & english

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.

hair color.   White eye color.   blue and yellow skin tone fur.   black and white accent.   american english,but sometimes his accent slips in dominant hand.   ambidextrous,  favors the left hand a bit more due to vision posture. zero has decent posture most times,sometimes he does slump over in his chair or standing mostly when hes tired. scars.  he has quite a few,the ones most noticeable would be the scar across his right eye and the ones on his chest usually covered by bandages most noticeable feature(s).   eyes/eyebags and his big & fluffy tail

CHILDHOOD.

siblings.  N/A parents.   Faris (father), Leila (mother) parental involvement. raised by his parents,spent time training and helping his dad with work as he got older,affection was shown when he did things the right way to them or when he listened.

ADULT LIFE.

occupation.   Mercenary -> eggman empire -> n/a currently current residence.   Coles home in the forest area of sunset heights  relationship status. (verse dependent)  single or taken mode of transportation:walking mostly? criminal record.   HAH theres offing people off as a merc,and assisting eggman in a war and harming thousands upon taking most the world.

MISCELLANEOUS.

hobbies to pass time.   treasure hunting,reading,playing videogames,stealing stuff  mental illnesses.   depression ,  ptsd,anxiety,paranoia fears.   being abandoned ,   feeling useless ,   public spaces,lightning,loosing the ones he cares about self-confidence level.  its pretty low,zero doesnt always have that much confident in himself he tries his best to hide it but it does end up showing. vulnerabilities.   represses emotions,   lashes out because of said repressing ,   struggles with accepting / giving physical affection ,   big abandonment/trust issues , afraid of interacting with others

tagged by: no one stole this!

tagging: @pistolbitten​ @ironicfatc​ @heroquills​ @knightofthelake​ @unfadinglight​ @mercalimari​ @prrrower​ @wereclaw​ + anyone else who wants to give this a go!

[aj-the-satyr]

Oderint dum metuant.

(Late, but still writing and that’s what counts. Just keep on doing what you love he? Still playing catch up on the wonderful prompts that @thenightofthelivingwriters put out for all of October. This one was Day 20: Clock.)

“So.... still I stand accused, but also here I am accompanying you and the Captain on an investigation?”

Lord Yindle merely stiffened at the comment. The Captain nodded.

“His Lordship seems convinced of your guilt.”

“I am getting that feeling, yes. Still fails to explain why you would investigate the murder with the suspect.”

“I want to keep you close! I don’t trust you!” Lord Yindle levelled a finger at Maximus, clearly feeling much more confident than he did a day ago.

Maximus just sighed. “It would have been easier to confine me to the palace would it not? Although since I am here perhaps I can prove my innocence.”

“HA!”

“Oh, really? I did describe how doing what you have accused me of would be practically impossible due to what I am did I not?”

Lord Yindle scowled.

Maximus turned to the Captain. “So, Captain Fragino have you questioned the servants who were around at the time?”

He nodded. “Yes my Lord. Standard procedure.”

“So why are we here?”

“Lord Yindle feels that his authority might get more answers.”

“More than the palace guard?” Maximus held up a hand quickly. “No need to answer that. I’m sure Lord Yindle is only trying to get to the bottom of his freind’s death.”

“I know you had a hand in it Delaporte. You were last to see him.”

“Your Grace..... note the clocks.”

“And?” Lord Yindle huffed.

Maximus sighed yet again. “Lord Vondur made it known that he kept his servants to a strict time schedule.”

“Yes.”

“And he owns many of these expensive time telling devices yes?”

“Yes.” Lord Yindle shifted a little.

“So,” Maximus turned back to Captain Fragino, “Were there any unusual movements noted in your questionings?”

The Captain frowned for a moment. “None that I can recall My Lord. We took notes since this is an important matter.”

“Good man.” Maximus nodded “And what do those notes contain?”

“Only one odd occurance my Lord. A member of Lord Vondur’s personal guard was seen entering the building after his rotation was done, but the servants say they have special dispensation so we thought nothing of it.”

“Oh.” Maximus tapped a finger on his chin. “So in fact it appears that this guard was the last to visit Lord Vondur.”

“PREPOSTEROUS!” Lord Yindle was red faced again.

“Really my grace?” Maximus sighed yet again, he was getting very well practiced at this point. “Lord Vondur kept expensive devices to keep track of time. My comings and goings were noted.” He paused. “Was Lord Vondur seen after my exit Captain?”

“Yes my Lord. He was. A serving girl confirmed it because the artificer was here making sure the clocks were in working order.”

Lord Yindle remained silent, but fuming.

“Might I return to my other duties now Captain?”

Captain Fragino looked at Lord Yindle but when it was clear no orders were forthcoming he merely nodded. “Yes my Lord.”

“Thank you. I shall make myself available if you have further questions surrounding this horrible incident.”

The Captain nodded as Maximus left.

(And there’s my favourite Spymaster/Poet Laureate once again outsmarting those seeking to undermine him. :) Tagging the usual suspects of @anntarinsanitymaterialized @the-bearded-hylian @jaimistoryteller and thanking them for liking my writings. Just remember to have fun with your own writing out there y’all!)