#i truly miss the ot3....

[hyolks]

idk if you still care about tpn BUT! your art for it is sooo good. and your art in general is so lovely. it makes me really happy :D i hope you have a wonderful day whenever you read this!

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I MISS THESE GUYS SO BAD.... the halcyon days,.....

[littleladymab]

For prompts what if this one with MaulObiTine: C is trying to sleep alone, but they can’t, so they drag B and A from whatever they’re doing and into bed 👀👀

KICKS YOUR DOOR DOWN, AT LONG LAST, I COME BEARING OT3!!!!!!

also holy fuck new glass animals single dropped yesterday and i sure did have that on loop as I wrote please groove as you read

Perhaps it is the opulence that gets under Maul’s skin. The silks of the bedsheets that are too cool without another body to warm them. The sheer amount of space that echoes his restless tossing and turning. The fact that he has the luxury to lie here and stare sleeplessly up at the canopy overhead. 

There is nothing that needs his attention, but it calls to the others. 

Like fuck he’s going to suffer this misery alone. 

Maul’s grumble as he rolls out of bed turns into a growl as he tangles in the sleeves of the robe that was left for him by an attendant trying to be helpful. He ties the sash half-heartedly around his waist and stalks out of the room in search of Obi-Wan. 

It’s easy, despite the enormity of the palace. Obi-Wan is a barbed hook stabbed through his breastbone and all he has to do is tug on the string that connects them. Years have let the wound heal, but nights like this — alone and trapped in silence — knock the hook loose so that it aches, reopened and tender. 

Maul finds Obi-Wan standing over a table displaying maps of a war that he swore is no longer his. He rubs absently at a spot on his chest with one hand and fusses with his beard in thought with the other. 

“How did I know you would be looking for trouble,” Obi-Wan says without looking up as Maul slams a hand onto the holo table to demand his attention. He doesn’t even have the gall to look away from the readout of troop movements. His hand over his mouth isn’t enough to disguise the smirk, though, nor is the light from the map enough to wash away the bags under his eyes completely. 

“I came looking for you,” Maul counters, reaching over and snatching up the remote for the holo table. 

“Am I trouble?” Obi-Wan lifts an eyebrow with the question.

“You’ll be in trouble if you keep ignoring me.” With a deft press of a button, Maul turns off the map display. Then, because he can, and sure maybe he is feeling a little troublesome and more than a little frustrated, he crushes the remote. 

To make a point. 

Obi-Wan frowns as he watches the bits of tech rain down over the deactivated table. “Alright, my dear, you’ve made your point,” he says. 

“Don’t my dear me just because you think it will get you out of trouble.” Still, Maul notes that the tension in Obi-Wan’s shoulders eases, and he stifles a yawn. “Where is Satine?” 

At this, the other man’s eyebrow lifts in a delicate arch and amusement curls the corners of his lips into an infuriating smirk. “Oh, is that the plan?” 

Maul curls his fingers into a fist around the front of Obi-Wan’s Jedi robes and yanks him down to kiss that smirk off his fucking face. “Shut up.” 

Obi-Wan chuckles against the kiss and sighs as it ends. “She’s probably in her office getting more work done, knowing our duchess.” 

He’s not used to hearing these words. My dear. Our duchess. Just like he’s not familiar with the amenities that are freely given so long as he is here as a guest. 

Just like he’s not familiar with the affection that is freely given as Obi-Wan startles him out of his thoughts, tracing the shell of his ear and running the tips of his fingers over the new earrings there. Ones that Satine gave him as a gift, simply because she thought they would look nice. 

“Bold of you to think that she will be ready to sign off for the night just yet,” Obi-Wan muses idly, following his own internal monologue. 

“You just get me there,” Maul growls, shoving a hand against Obi-Wan’s chest. Not to push him away — merely making a show of force. 

Obi-Wan rocks back on his heels then swings forward again into Maul’s space to steal a kiss that Maul lets linger longer than he normally would. “I look forward to seeing how this goes,” he murmurs against Maul’s lips, the smirk softening into a smile. “It will be nice to sleep at a reasonable hour, I think.” 

It’s already late in the evening, somewhere after midnight. Maul has been left alone most of the evenings for this past week until the restlessness finally forced him out of bed this night. He harrumphs in response and follows after Obi-Wan. 

He doesn’t have that sort of connection with Satine. Yet, he thinks, fingering the earring that dangles from his lobe. Obi-Wan’s pain is deep and old, settled and familiar in his chest. Her’s will be sharp and bright when it does strike. 

Obi-Wan navigates the halls of the palace with thoughtless ease, and Maul wonders just what he feels when he searches for Satine. What the wound she has caused in his heart feels like, what teenage love feels like when it breaks — how it differs from anger turned to something sweeter. 

Or is it that he just has memorized the routes around the palace? The number of steps and turns it will take to get from the map room to Satine’s study? Maul doubts it is as mundane as that, though. Obi-Wan is too much of a romantic for it to just be that.

Satine, golden hair loose from its coiffure from dinner and hanging around her shoulders in gentle curls, startles as her door opens. “Oh,” she says, a breathless laugh escaping her. “I didn’t hear you knock.” 

“That is because we didn’t knock!” Obi-Wan chimes, hopping up onto the edge of her desk. “Maul came and distracted me from my late night ruminations, and I believe he intends to do the same for you.” 

Her eyes flit from the man across from her to where Maul lurks back by the door. To his surprise, she sets aside her stylus and holds out a hand to him. “Is there a problem with the accommodations?” 

Maul’s feet obey the wordless summons until he is just shy of her touch. He hadn’t thought this far forward. He can’t pull a trick like the one he used on Obi-Wan. And saying yes, they’re too big for just one person sounds absolutely pathetic.

So he tries to channel that suave ease that Obi-Wan always seems to have. Maul reaches towards her, curling his fingers around the strands of her hair to tuck them behind her ear. “The sheets are far too cold,” he says, his voice low and gruff and he hopes it doesn’t sound as stupid as it felt to say. 

Satine’s jewel deep eyes search his, her lips parted ever so slightly and he can hear the hitch of her breath. 

From the other side of the desk, out of the corner of his eye, Maul can see Obi-Wan duck his head briefly to possibly hide a laugh. Maul makes a note to reprimand him later for that. “Oh, is that the problem?” And then to Maul’s surprise, he feels Obi-Wan’s warm, calloused hand grasp his chin in a light but demanding grip. He tilts Maul’s face away from Satine, forcing him to break the eye contact. “I can certainly help with that,” he murmurs and this time the kiss is deep and languid. 

As much for show as it is for the pure enjoyment of it. 

“You’re being absolutely awful,” Satine murmurs. “I still have work to do.” 

“Great news, my love: The work will still be there.” Despite his words being for Satine, Obi-Wan’s gaze holds Maul’s steady — the small smile meant only for him. “If, of course, we can tempt you away.” 

“And I bet that everyone waiting for those reports are already asleep,” Maul adds and Obi-Wan’s smile brightens even as Satine sighs in frustration. “Just saying.” 

Obi-Wan releases his chin and lets him look back to Satine, slumped in her chair and resting her head against the delicate tips of her fingers. But her eyes are focused as she watches the two of them. More alert than she had seemed when they first walked in, that’s for certain. 

Maul holds his hand out to her this time. “As your guest, I think I’m allowed to demand a little more of your time.” 

She laughs, turning her face into her palm as if that can dampen the expression. “Alright, you fiends. Give me a moment.” 

But Maul doesn’t want to run the risk of her turning a moment into an hour, so he takes her hand and pulls her to her feet. 

A sound of surprise spills out of her as she stumbles into his chest, but the laughter is still there. “You win!” she gasps through her laughter. Without looking she closes the cover to her tablet with a definitive click. “I’m done.” There’s a moment of shy hesitation, and then she leans in towards Maul— 

He retreats two steps. Enough to keep a firm grip on her elbows so she can keep her balance at the sudden loss of his presence. 

She frowns at his withdrawal. And when she tries to close the gap again, he retreats. Step by step, her confusion turning to delight as he leads her away from her desk. 

Step by step until his back hits Obi-Wan’s chest. 

Satine uses this opportunity to press in against him, slender fingers tracing the edge of his robe as she lifts up on her tiptoes to kiss him. Her palms smooth up his chest, curling around his neck as Obi-Wan’s arms encircle his waist from behind. 

She sighs in satisfaction as the kiss breaks. “Much better.” 

“The plan was to get back to the bed,” Maul grumps, sandwiched between the two of them and the easy exchange of touches. 

“In a moment,” Satine says as Obi-Wan’s lips press to the curve of his throat and her hands slip beneath the robe to better map the planes of his chest. 

And this time, at least, he can’t find it in him to object. 

[1980ssunflower]

honestly i can never find the words to accurately describe how my husbands are my realist and truest soulmates

[emdashfaggot]

[friendly-jester]

a continuation of this post but for my beloved ben this time!

ben is such a ride or die for both kristen and david. i'm 100% sure that if kristen had needed help hiding orson's body he would have helped with zero hesitation. he's always there for her. him being the one to be there for her while she's breaking down about andy cheating was perfect. he's her rock and i love how much he loves her and her kids. then him being concerned that david wouldn't be able to keep working with them when he became a pastor was adorable. he didn't want to lose his david! he's there for both of his favorite people when they need him and they're there for him when he needs them. i just love how much they all love and care about each other. they're all soulmates. they've got "DO NOT SEPARATE" energy at all times and i love that for them. this last season has really shown a spotlight on how important they are for each other. the three of them are truly the heart of this show and i'm really going to miss them when the show officially ends :(

tagging @evil-ot3 and @darkwing-katy cuz they asked me to <3

[hanafubukki]

The song "Seasons" from Rival and Cadmium came into my playlist some day ago. I like a lot the melody so I listen it for time to time. But it's just now I truly put some attention to the lyrics.

Now this is Lilia theme song for this OT3 ship in my brain. Totally the song that would be play during a timeskip where we see him wait for years, decades and centuries until Y/N return. Seeing seasons pass, Malleus grew up and Draconia family happy, Lilia waiting alone, a few silenced flashback with their time together and all the adventure they lived, Silver awakening, his grow, the NRC start...

And the song ending, the day Y/N return from the past, when Lilia found her, and when she offers him a big bight smile. Even he can't hide his teary eyes under his relieved smile. And then a big hug ! 🥹

- 🦋 Anon

(Fanfic References: Part 1, Part 2 )

[Ask References: Ask 1, Ask 2, Ask 3, Ask 4, Ask 5, Ask 6, Ask7, Ask 8, Ask 9]

Hello 🦋 Anonie,

🦋 Anonie, I am shaking you. I haven't heard this song before and I am so, so in love??? It fits so well that I am internally screaming and crying.

Here's a little drabble/scenario I thought up of 🦋 Anonie:

I can just imagine him waiting as time passes and seasons changes. Thinking back on all the fond memories he has of YN. Thinking of all the precious memories he has made with his family. The spars he would have with Dawny (I need to figure out a name for him lolol, or we could keep calling him that too). He remembers blessing Silver and the time his son came to rescue him from the evil Meleanor.

Then years later, Silver wakes up and time continues to pass. Malleus, Silver, and Sebek is growing and becoming fine young men. He thinks about how you would have loved to see them. How you would have adored seeing Malleus teach the boys magic and helped them with their penmanship.

He thinks about how Dawny would have loved to see Silver turn into such a fine young man. How Silver would have made him a bracelet too. Lilia hopes that he raised Silver into someone you both would be proud of because he especially is.

Soon after, the NRC letters arrive and he remembers what you told him. How you attended NRC and he goes with the boys with the hope in his heart that he would be reunited with you again.

Time continues to pass like all seasons do, and Lilia watches his boys make friends and enjoy life at NRC. He meets you but it's a version of you that doesn't recognize him, Malleus, or Silver.

He remembers what you had told him in the past and knows that this you will soon be his YN in time. That the inquisitive looks you give him will soon be those of the fond and loving ones he remembers.

(I am still thinking about this scenario still and how it would go so it might change later on, since we want to keep canon events in the story if we go the "YN came back in time when she was her original age when she was transported to the past")

He sees you and remembers when he first met you, so so long ago. The connections you made with him and the Knight of Dawn. He remembers the family dinners with the Draconia Family. He remembers when Silver was first born. How painful and yet how sweet these memories are, how loving.

He protects you secretly.

Then one day, you go missing and he can't help but hope. He waits and waits with a racing heart.

And then he sees you, at the cottage you and yours had called home. YN smiles, understanding now what all his looks meant, the love he has secretly tried to hide but always shone through despite his efforts.

Lilia felt tears form and fall, feels the smile he can't hold back anymore. YN rushes to him,

He catches her in a hug, twirls her around and kisses her. Oh love, how he has missed you so.

Both of your laughter echoes in the gentle wind.

Welcome Back, Precious One.

[malkaleh]

“Mistress Fisher, I hardly think it the opportune moment for such conversation.”

“On the contrary your grace, I find it perhaps the only moment that is opportune. And know I do not ask this for curiosities sake but because I must know if I am to find His Highness - who was John Norwich to you?”

The Duke of Essex shifts against his bonds, somehow still elegant despite their current conditions (tied up in a run down warehouse in the worst corner of London, soon to be worse)

“I suppose you might call him the monster beneath my bed. But he is dead, Phryne - what relation would he have to this?”

(It would take a very intelligent and observant ear to hear the desperate fear in the level voice but Phryne knows her gifts very well and can hear it. She does not comment upon the matter).

“Contacts. Those who perhaps, have lost profits that came from him. And there is somewhat else here, is there not?”

“His secretary. And the Hexham family. You think they were also benefiting and now wish to take vengeance?”

Never let it be said that His Grace was not equally as quick. Phryne once again cursed that his heart was so firmly elsewhere - he truly was beautiful.

“I cannot image that…the secretary would - he might smart from the loss of profit but above all he looks to his own survival - why would he become involved in such dangerous treasons?.”

“Perhaps he had no choice. Perhaps the Hexhams know somewhat that would lead to his extremely unpleasant demise in a dark alley. Perhaps they know exactly how much he assisted in your pain, Your Grace, as much as your escape.”

“I told him he could have me, if he let me leave. I knew even then, somewhat of how to play such matters - though I have no appeal myself I knew that he yearned after that which his master had. I knew he would easily shift the blame to the other servant who had…hurt others.”

(For @nocompromise-noregrets - an in universe bit of dialogue from the Tudors OT3 verse version of the Miss Fisher TV show (in this case Mistress Fisher. Phryne is a widow which is why she has so much freedom. She may or may not have helped her husbands unwilling mistress stab him. She also has two stepdaughters)

[not-poignant]

Birthday Spotlight - Ash Glashtyn

[27th February - Pisces]

Ash Glashtyn, the fun-loving, cheerful, highly-sadistic and hypersexual Unseelie waterhorse from the canon Fae Tales series, adopted brother of Augus Each Uisge, and eater of humans, has been a beloved and then polarising character among readers. He's been a star in a couple of stories, but mostly he exists as a comedic, sexual, dangerous foil to his composed, sinister brother.

Ash Glashtyn is a monster who is ashamed of being a monster, but when he's a human, he normally has way less internalised issues with himself, and just wants to make the most out of life! He lives big, loves travel, loves everyone, but doesn't want any romantic relationships out of life. This boy will fuck everyone, and finds everyone stunning and beautiful and worthy of his time, but he's solidly aromantic and isn't planning on sexually cohabiting with anyone (with the exception of Strange Sights and The Wildness Within!)

An unlikely mediator, annoyingly charming, human loving, relentlessly curious, intensely protective, and appreciator of the sensual, Ash is one of the most 'human' of the Fae characters, and I've been happy to have him by my side for over ten years.

I’m a mess . . . I don’t even know. I’m not made for all this high political bullshit. I’m not made for any of it, Augus. I’m just some dude, you know? Just some guy. I’ve been waiting for things to go back to normal ever since you went missing.

The Court of Five Thrones

Shadows and Light - (fanfiction) First mentioned in From the Darkness We Rise, and his first official appearance in Into Shadows We Fall, Ash was a beloved character early on despite being on the enemy side and loving the worst villain in the story. An affable and obvious victim who just wanted the best for his brother, Ash struggled to come to terms with the fact that his brother needed to be defeated, and was vital in securing the win/victory for the good guys, even as it meant ruining himself in the process.

The Wildness Within - (AU) The truly sane part of an OT3 featuring Augus, Gwyn and Ash, Ash managed to keep his brother grounded, get Gwyn out of shackles, stop Gwyn from running away in the human realm, and keep Augus from losing his mind when the Raven Prince kept throwing obstacles into their path. Ash was the compass point that kept them on the path to their true north in this story, and we'd not have the relationship we have between them, or the happy ending, without him!

From the Darkness We Rise - (fanfiction) Mentioned only.

Game Theory - (canon) Ash's first canon appearance is also an intense one. The first time we meet him he is drugged out of his mind, the second time he loathes Gwyn, and is drunk, and the third time he punches Gwyn hard enough in the face to break his cheekbone.

The Court of Five Thrones - (canon) Ash works on a book called 'how to lose friends and my brother by trying to be so overprotective while not listening to anyone.'

The Ice Plague I - (canon) Ash, having reconciled with Gwyn, joins the ensemble cast as Julvia's unlikely protector, and a watchful, compassionate eye on the group.

The Ice Plague II - (canon) Ash, starving into insanity like his brother, Augus, doesn't have a good time.

The Ice Plague III - (canon) We learn Ash's heartsong as he loses it, and meet the Glashtyn for the first time. Not a fun guy, it turns out! Or super fun actually, if you like songs about rape and torture. Which the Glashtyn does!

The Wildness Within - (AU) An OT3 of Ash/Augus/Gwyn, Ash here is his waterhorse self, and this story imagines a world where Augus saves Gwyn from his family, and he and his brother learn how to deal with a semi nonverbal torture victim, and become an unlikely polyamorous triad.

Quid Pro Quo - (AU) Gwyn/Ash. A mostly PWP series of Gwyn finding Ash in the human world, and being coerced-persuaded into sex that has a lot of overstimulation. A lot of hurt/comfort and aftercare moments.

Strange Sights - (AU) Ash/Augus. The 'Ash rapes Augus and nearly ruins their entire relationship' one that features dark!Ash and vulnerable!Augus. This one is probably one of the darker longfics I've written, and it's the only story I've thought about deleting. Eventually I decided not to, and I still think it has some of the most beautiful writing in it. A lot of Ash perspective, for people who enjoy that!

The Shaking Shape of You - (AU) Augus/Ash oneshot, in the world of The Wildness Within. This one's porn, folks.

Tumblr Prompts - Fae Tales - (AU and canon) Ash is in a couple of these! In one, he's an unlikely companion while they all go grocery shopping in the human realm, in another, Augus reads to Ash.

Unwound - (canon) Part of the ensemble cast here, his best chapter is the one where he gets Gwyn high on marijuana and Gwyn gets the munchies.

The Ash and Gwyn Interludes - (canon) Chapters where Gwyn and Ash work to reconcile between the events of The Court of Five Thrones and The Ice Plague. Features rare Ash canon POV chapters.

Ten Minutes and Ten Minutes More - (AU) A Mosk/Eran PWP oneshot where Ash gives Eran 'advice' on how to basically sexually assault Mosk. He has black hair in this one, and looks as sinister and dangerous as his brother.

The Augus and Ash Interludes - (AU) Written in 2013, these started off as canon and some quickly became not canon. But features very sweet or silly or angsty moments between Augus and Ash.

Tumblr Prompts - Fae Tales AUs - (AU) I don't actually remember these O.O Very 'I have no memory of this place' Gandalf quote.

When the Tables Turn - (AU) Augus/Ash, Ash is a detective who decides he wants to rail drug trafficker and crimelord Augus Each Uisge. I never finished this, but it was fun

The Best of Broken Resolutions - (AU) The Architect AU (Gwyn/Augus), in which Ash is a member of a band, and gets way too drunk and manages to make his presence known even in this story.

Salt Water - (AU) Ash/Augus. An 11k Id Fic with magical healing cock. Augus is raped by Stertes (yes, that one), and Ash fucks him better e.e

The Day the Ferris Wheel Came Down - (AU) Before Spoils of the Spoiled even existed, I played with the idea of a high school AU here!

Underline the Silver - (AU) An upcoming Augus/Corbyn Prince omegaverse story, where Ash will at the very least be mentioned.

A fun-loving, booze-loving, human-loving, upbeat-appearing quick-thinker, who always looks on the bright side, is ready to back a friend.

Pansexual, aromantic, and loves everyone. Enjoys sex and making connections, but also is happy to move on and make more going forward.

Loves his brother so much. SO much. Too much? He'd say there's no such thing!

Memes

If cheerful emo manifested into a human person

Redheads have all the fun

What? The cheerful guy sometimes has some deep-seated issues that he's not really talking to anyone about? O.O

Most memorable in the canon for his internal conflict around eating humans but needing to eat them. He loves humans so much that he spends most of his time living with them, something Augus and most Unseelie fae view unfavourably.

An unlikely friend of the Nain Rouge!

If he's going to be attracted to another core Fae Tales character, it's going to be his brother first, and Gwyn second, but only in the AUs.

Getting himself half-killed by The Raven Prince

Betraying his brother to save his brother's life, and that creating bitterness between them.

Using pop culture references around Fae who are all talking like Victorians.

This guy can fit so much alcohol in him!

Betraying Gwyn, but not to save Gwyn's life. The mutiny in The Court of Five Thrones goes down as the biggest turning point for his character in the entire canon.

Ash always has auburn hair except in a single oneshot AU, Ten Minutes and Ten Minutes More.

Always cheerful, and that cheerfulness always hides a darker and more sexual side.

Fucks - does he ever fuck

Kinks are always some variety of overstimulation and overwhelming his partners with pleasure.

Curious about people

Protective over those he perceives as vulnerable, including the humans he eats in the canon!

Ash was initially conceived as a foil to the idea that 'all Unseelie fae are evil' in the same way that Crielle was conceived as a foil to the idea that 'all Seelie fae are pure and good.'

Ash Glashtyn's personality is based on actual folktales connected to the Glashtyn. He has been described as capable of great good and great harm, but he's also been described as a waterhorse capable of extreme evil and sadism. He's actually considered more sadistic than the Each Uisge, which I kept as a trait. In fact there is one story where the Glashtyn in human form stabbed long pins and needles into unsuspecting children and women through their buttocks, breasts and other fleshy parts.

The reason Ash looks the way he does was part of a complex storyline that never came together, which frustrates me, but otherwise Ash and Augus would look very similar so I needed something to differentiate them more easily! Plus I really loved the idea of a character who doesn't look immediately kind of 'dark and forbidding.'

Ash has been one of the most polarising characters. During the Shadows and Light era, most people loved him intensely. During the Game Theory era, people became split. People who never read SAL generally hated him until the very end of The Court of Five Thrones.

Ash's heartsong was a secret that only Augus knew for almost a decade. Even I didn't know it for a little while. I always told myself and others that the only time we'd all learn what it was, was when he lost it. When I knew what it was, I told everyone it began with an A. Only one person out of about 100 guesses got it right. :D

I mean, we’re not dead or being actively tortured so it’s like…prospects aren’t all bad.

The Ice Plague II

[jadeoxfordrose]

OC Kiss Picrew Meme

Alrighty y'all, @littleladymab tagged me in this and who am I to resist a challenge that involves picrews or heroforge :)) Taking inspo from Mab, here are 5 ships involving characters of mine getting their smooches in xD

Adelaide Sylvestri nee Ontano & Thea Cuore (Il Covo Nostro:Court of Blades)

(Thea is my character, Adelaide is her paramour who is an NPC played by Zach) So these two haven't actually kissed yet in canon but the yearning, oh the yearning! Still, I'm hoping that there will be a chance soon xD Their situation is complicated to put it mildly- some of it can be found explained in my 'Thea Cuore' tag.

Max Valera & Merrill Whitmer(Space Gorls)

These two have it all - childhood friendship, faked deaths, pining, the slow rebuilding of trust, banter - and I miss playing them. Merrill is @citadelofswords's roller skating jewel thief of a dream girl and Max is my sarcastic to a fault mechanic.

Davey-Jane & Theo Delaney (Multiple FTL universes)

Sometimes they are a less tragic version of Hamlet & Horatio in ✨Space✨, sometimes they are a version of Orpheus & Eurydice, sometimes they're youtubers (one hunts ghosts, the other does crafts) - regardless, they always give me feels. Davey-Jane is @littleladymab's character (I'm sorry the picrew does not show how truly beautiful he is Mab), Theo is mine and I cherish them deeply despite my continuing to put them in awful situations.

Arkady & Arctorus (formerly of Stormhold | Fall of Magic + Mages Against the Machine)

These two began life as Fall of Magic characters played by me and Zach respectively, who came from the same place and from that came a goldmine of character fuel. Amusingly, I didn't even realise I'd started shipping them until after we wrapped the game - I blame the sheer number of delicious tropes that provided ship fuel we hit upon the way. They've only been played once since, and Arctorus (renamed Arthur in a new universe) was more of a cameo but the relationship was officially canonized xD Characters that I need to do more with to be sure.

Benny LaFontaine & Dante Voight & Kel Mahoney (Dumb Kids Playing Hero)

Oh my wonderful, messy, complicated Team Chaos (played by Richard as Benny, Bryan as Dante, and myself as Kel). A slow-burn of an OT3 despite active shipping from multiple people, all I can say here is please go listen to @dumbkidsplayinghero - it's Animorphs inspired Boston college students in the early 00s and I'm supremely proud of the story we all told together.

Alrighty, I've said enough - tagging anyone who fancies having a play in picrew and talking about their OC OTPs xD

Edited to include link to the picrew used x

[kitkatt0430]

hello :)) for the fandom ask game, 2, 4, 23 and 24 for Cisco please

2.) OT3?

Hmmm, for Cisco I've probably got a few OT3s.

There's Hartley/Cisco ~ Lisa and Kamilla/Cisco ~ Lisa, both of which having Lisa part of the relationship as more of a Queer Platonic Partner to both of them while the Cisco/Hartley or Cisco/Kamilla part of the relationship is intended as a romantic relationship.

Then there's Barriscowest. Truly a classic relationship right there, Cisco and Iris have so many parallels in their respective canon relationships with Barry that honestly it'd be weird if i didn't ship it.

Similar to Cisco/Kamilla ~ Lisa, I also like Cisco/Kamilla ~ Caitlin, though I haven't written this one yet. I just... don't like Cisco/Caitlin as a romantic ship because I love their platonic ship so much but as QPPs? Yes, that's lovely. ^_^ And I just want more reasons for Kamilla and Caitlin to spend time together. Cisco's girlfriend and bestie really should spend more time together...

And Barry/Cisco/Hartley - it's got some fun dynamics in there and I want nice things for all three guys so shipping them together? Makes giving them nice things so much easier.

4.) Is there a popular pairing you don't necessarily dislike but aren't too invested in?

Cisco/Cynthia. I thought they were cute in canon but my issues with her job got in the way of truly embracing the ship. The actors had great chemistry and I loved how adorable they were about each other on screen but... i don't think I've ever actually sought out any fics about this ship. I think if the show had actually acknowledged the ethical nightmare that was her job and had her choosing to leave it behind... I'd have one hundred percent loved the ship moving in that direction. Cisco supporting his girlfriend in recognizing the line of work she's in is actually really, really bad and choosing to do the right thing with regards to it? That would have been such an excellent arc for him and would have been a way better reason for him to be distracted throughout season 4 than... Breacher trying to poach him for a job.

It was just one of those ships were the baggage outweighed the cute and... it missed me entirely as a result.

23.) Has your favourite character/ship changed over time?

Well, Cisco's been my favorite character from day one and he still is now, so that part? Nope.

Ship wise... I think Hartmon is still my favorite because of how complex it can get based off their history and the weird friendship they seemed to have post timeline change in S2 and just how similar they are no matter how much they'd deny it. But I do have a lot of shift in which ships I like secondary to that OTP. Barrisco is pretty commonly up at the top though. I do enjoy Harrisco a lot as well, though that's a ship I can totally understand why some people hate it. (Barrisco though... who could hate Barrisco??? that is weird to me when I stumble across someone who doesn't like that ship...)

24.) What's your favourite thing about [character]?

What initially drew me to Cisco was his nerdy references and t-shirts. This was someone who just got me. Whose fandoms clearly overlapped significantly with mine. This was nerdy representation of people like me in a super hero show. I adored him on sight. And then he's just the kindest, most loyal person on the show. It takes a lot to make him truly angry and even then more often than not what is really making him so angry is feeling so let down by someone he loves.

He prioritizes platonic relationships pretty heavily too - much as I enjoy the Barrisco ship as romantic, being aro I love the ship as read as platonic too. There's so much amatonormativity in tv shows - and CW shows, oh wow CW is so awful about this - so for Cisco to be able to be so willing to tell his best friends how much he loves them is something I crave more of on my favorite shows. He's so confident about it too. They're his friends, of course he loves them and why shouldn't he say it?

[cyberdragoninfinity]

Axel and Anna for the character ask thingy!!!!

MY MAN AXEL 🔥

Why I like them/why I don’t: TRULY ONE OF THE REALEST ONES axel really carries like a solid half of season 3 on his shoulders and then comes back swinging with the Angst Agonies in season 4 like HE DOES IT ALL. HE'S JUST A RELIABLE DETERMINED GUY WHO WANTS TO FIGHT FOR GOOD. AND his duel disk is a fucking GUN.

What I like about their appearance: i love his eyelashes, theyre a more subtle detail but theyre very charming. Also it's just always a small miracle to see a black anime character whose design isnt Um. Questionable. All Things Considered (looks at girag 8| )

Do I prefer their dub names or original names? i like axel brodie and austin o'brien probably about the same! it's just nice to see him mentioned regardless of name choice.

OTP: again, he and jim are married in my brain for all intents and purposes. they did Not go through all that in The Duel Monster War Zone to not have a little gay thing going on.

NOTP: hm. i dont think ive even SEEN enough axel ships to have one i dont really like??!?

OT3: mentioned when I talked about jim but axel/jim/jesse is pretty fun. hell throw jaden in there too

Favourite card they use: Blaze Accelerator and Tri-Blaze Accelerator are fucking crazy. FIRE GUN(S)!!!!!!!! #BURNDAMAGEMOMENT

Favourite moment they were in: god his duel with the supreme king still goes so fucking hard. i do also like the Psychological Horrors he got put through by mr. T in season 4 STOP STOP HE DOESNT DESERVE THIS

Least favourite moment: all of the early season 3 stuff with him and professor viper but thats less axel's fault and more. god Damn i find professor viper extremely boring lmao

Something I associate with them: combat heavy war TTRPGS... in college AU he likes to DM them <3

AND MISS ANNA KABOOM!!! 🚂🚂🚂💥

Why I like them/why I don’t: anna rules so fucking hard...like most zexal girls i wish the show did more with her but just like. the sheer concept of a yugioh girl whose deck isnt full of cards that are solely Pretty Lady but instead GIANT TRAINS and RAILGUNS is so obscenely kickass im so glad she exists. i love that shes tough and pushy and overconfident!!! LET YUGIOH GIRLS BE A LITTLE MEAN!!!

What I like about their appearance: she is so CUTE!!! i love her sporty hair and white + pink + red color palette and her FUCKING CANNON SHE RIDES ON. it's such a delightful yugioh girl design

Do I prefer their dub names or original names?: SORRY ZEXAL SUB BUT NOTHING IS GOING TO GO HARDER THAN "ANNA KABOOM" I MUST SAY.

OTP: your honor anna/rio is MY yuri ship with two girls who didn't interact you must understand i like them So Much. butchfemme couple... fire and ice....snowpiercershipping..... i need to draw them again

NOTP: anna/yuma is like. it's not even bad anna is just such a baby butch to me this ship doesnt even cross my radar. she likes women.

OT3: ok now rio/anna/tori might be cooking.

Favourite card they use: GUSTAV MAX MY BELOVED. MOST INSANE ACE MONSTER ESPECIALLY TO GIVE TO A YUGIOH GIRL!!! TANK-TRAIN-RAILGUN BLAST!!!

Favourite moment they were in: i do love her tag duel with yuma where she duels her grownass adult woman friend and her husband and said woman's ace monster is the fucking Titanic and her husband's is the Hindenburg. i think about that duel like once a month.

Least favourite moment: like it's cool she got to team up with the sparrow and duel mizar but it still does kind of suck ass that she died and went to hell like half the rest of the cast >:( SHE COULD HAVE STOPPED IT

Something I associate with them: LEMON_DEMON_MY_TRAINS.MP3

[1980ssunflower]

aouhhh 🥺💖💙🥰

[kismetconstellations]

Kurt Hummel & Quinn Fabray

Kurt Hummel

OTP: I can't say that I have one. I ship Kurt with a variety of men, and none of them named Blaine, but I don't believe that there's a true standout. Though, I do tend to lean toward Kurt/Dave Karofsky. All of the missed and wasted potential there pains me when I think too hard on it. BroTP: Kurt and Mercedes Jones, how I miss you. Kurt and Finn Hudson and Kurt and Sam Evans also have some sweet moments. OT3: Nothing comes to mind. NoTP: Kurt/Blaine Anderson. I wasn't a fan when the show was airing, am currently not a fan nearly a decade after it's ended, and never will be a fan.

Quinn Fabray

OTP: Quinn/Rachel Berry. Was it consistently written? No. But, the chemistry between Dianna Agron and Lea Michele was off the charts from the moment these characters first interacted onscreen, and I've yet to see a heterosexual explanation that truly justifies Quinn's absolutely heartbroken reaction when Rachel nods a tentative affirmative that she was "singing that song just for Finn and only Finn". BroTP: Quinn and Sam, Quinn and Mercedes (yet another good thing that Ryan Murphy and Co. tossed aside and left to rot), Quinn and Artie Abrahams, and, tentatively and primarily in fanfiction where it's handled well, Quinn and Santana Lopez. OT3: I suppose Sam/Quinn/Rachel, maybe? I know that Santana/Quinn/Rachel is another popular one, but my feelings toward romantic Quinn/Santana are very mixed. NoTP: Quinn/Finn, Quinn/Noah Puckerman, and basically Quinn/Any man the show ever tried to pair her with who isn't Sam. (And, even then, I align completely with the headcanon that Quinn is a repressed lesbian.)

Thank you so very much for asking! ❤ I apologize if any of my answers are lackluster, or not particularly interesting.

[in-the-undercroft]

The way they go from:

Ominis: Opening the entrance has something to do with threes-

Sebastian: Well-three heads are better than one.

Ominis: It's two heads are better than one.

Sebastian: And by that logic, three is better than two. Simple mathematics, Ominis.

TO

Sebastian: I-I can't think right now. I need to leave. I can't stay here. I need to find Ominis.

Sebastian: No matter what happens from here, I'm glad we met

Ominis: I don't want to lose Sebastian, but I don't think we have a choice. (MC: We do have a choice.)

Ominis: Whatever lies ahead, we must face it together, that I know.

Is both heartbreaking and beautiful. Like they fell apart(HARD and Sebastian did something terrible) over the winter months but it was in those newly formed pieces, I feel like, that Sebastian, Ominis, and MC realized just how much they needed each other and wherever they went, it would be together. Because they had all started this together-three was stronger than two. Two friends, old or new. And they would end it together. They would make sure they would be okay again. Because none of them can be okay without the other two. Not now that they know-that the other two exists, what their lonely life is like full of the joy of these two boys. Not now that the duo knows that their missing piece wasn't Anne but this new student. To soothe their gaps.

And the last quote is why I feel so firmly that they stick together post game as at least best friends. Combined with the three is better than two, this I truly feel comfy OT3ing them. Like as default. It's just acknowledged that they're better together together than apart and they'll pick up the pieces from the nightmare that was the night Solomon died together.

Idk it just makes sense???? Like if there was ever a reason I didn't Sim with them it's because poly is still very iffy in the Sims and just a headache.

[bladesmercy]

001 for sfkr and clerith!

oomf u know me so well. thank you for letting me yap >:-)

001 | send me a ship and I will tell you:

sefikura 🐍♡☁️

when I started shipping it if I did:

there's actually a funny story to this one. > be me. > guilelessly playing kingdom hearts 2 in 2019. > "what the hell is these dudes' deal. i wonder if people ship them at all" > open ao3 thinking there might be a handful of fics > "oh there's a couple more than a few, huh" > life ruined.

my thoughts:

my favorite little guys in anything ever. they surgically removed my personality to make room for more sefikura. truly i have never loved a ship as much as this one. literal otp of all time.

What makes me happy about them:

everything? they're so funny and silly to me. extremely pathetic creatures. two absolute losers. i think of them and i always smile. i love the fact that each of them have independently made their personality revolve around each other at different points in time, it's so funny.

What makes me sad about them:

EVERYTHING. the fact they will never have a happy ending. the fact they will be enemies in every (canon) universe. the fact they are two extremely broken people who are uniquely equipped to understand each other and that won't be enough to save them.

things done in fanfic that annoys me:

tbh i'm so picky with what i like and don't like about how both these guys often end up characterized, but i also think all interpretations are valuable in their own way. i can't think of any huge annoyances, except that i have very Specific feelings/headcanons about sephiroth in crisis core era, and usually won't read things that veer too far away from that.

things I look for in fanfic:

i love any and all fics where the author makes it obvious that sephiroth is just. completely besotted. and i think cloud feeds off of that, even if he won't admit it. i'll read just about anything with these two, but i especially love stories where authors can articulate the crux of their dysfunction really well. yes, these two have have immense amounts of hate, and blood, and pain between them, but (especially on sephiroth's end) there is also an Intense desire for intimacy, of any kind. these two things juxtaposed well is just magical to me.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: 

no one. i say that as a joke but it's pretty much true. for cloud i do also ship him hardcore with aerith (somewhat against my own will XD), but outside of that i don't really multiship these two anymore. i used to be a Hardcore multishipper, and while i still appreciate things like some polyshipping (other cleriseph enjoyers where are you, i need food of that ot3 so bad), i honestly can't enjoy the thought of them being with anyone else. i miss being a multishipper, because these days pretty much every single other ship with them (outside of clerith) has become a notp for me. ;w;

My happily ever after for them:

in canon? haha. the closest i could see them in canon ffvii (and the closest i think part 3 of remake would get to giving them a 'happy' ending) is having a moment of resolution similar to what kuja and zidane get in ffix. i would be satisfied with that for canon. BUT if we're taking all the stops off, i want to see the dramatic epic pining slowburn post-AC where they eventually figure out how to lead semi-normal lives alongside each other. this is making me want to write that now....maybe that will be my next fic project.

who is the big spoon/little spoon:

there's an obvious answer here with consideration to builds and hair lengths, i think. i like to think cloud has accepted his fate to have this 7 foot tall piece of brick clinging to him like an octopus.

what is their favorite non-sexual activity:

this is another obvious one, and i'm tempted to say 'fighting', but i'm not sure that clears the bar of non-sexual for them. my second choice is that i think they would just genuinely enjoy being around each other in silence. they're both such introverts, and i like to think of them just recharging quietly with each other.

clerith ☁️♡🌎

when I started shipping it if I did:

let me preface this by saying that when remake came out in 2020, i had less than zero interest in vii's infamous love triangle. i wanted no piece of it in my heart or my home. then the game came out and cloud and aerith gripped me by the throat and violently dragged me into falling in love with them by being so damn charming and heartfelt and perfect for each other.

my thoughts:

i love these two so damn much. i really Really loved them in remake, and rebirth intensified this to a level i could Not have anticipated and is currently ruining my life. i love them. i love that they are soulmates, romantic, platonic, or something in-between. i love that their bond and chemistry is near-instantaneous, i love that cloud blooms into letting himself experience softness around her, i love that aerith finally has someone who cares about making her happy and standing by her so damn much.

What makes me happy about them:

so much. their love is so pure and tentative. their vibes to me run parallel to how i see and experience the early 20s as a queer person, essentially the second teenage-hood where you're still feeling yourself out as a person, and you have no idea what you're doing. you feel like you're missing out on a lot of the fundamental experiences that 'normal' people have already had, and i feel like both cloud and aerith mirror that emotion, thanks to the fucked up circumstances of both their lives. aerith is cloud's first real friend after nibelheim (and potentially ever, depending on how close you think he was with zack. to me, i hc cloud and zack were pretty friendly, but not especially close prior to the nibelheim incident.) and cloud is also one of aerith's first friends. they've both suffered such acute loneliness and isolation in their lives, and the fact they find healing for that in each other is so so special to me. the fact that aerith is the person most able to reach through to the person cloud Really is, even under everything he's got going on, makes me so deranged.

What makes me sad about them:

well. there is a very obvious answer. so there is definitely That. that's kind of a big deal.

things done in fanfic that annoys me:

honestly i feel like i don't have many specific fanfic annoyances in general, because if a fic annoys me i just stop reading it, and then my adhd makes me forget i read it to begin with.

things I look for in fanfic:

i really love everything with these two, i love all the cute fluff happy ever afters they don't get to have in canon, but i also love the angst and the drama and the trauma. usually i just gravitate towards any fics that i feel understands the characters well or has interesting ideas, the exact plot or type of scenario is less important to me.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: 

in my heart, cloud's endgame ship is always sephiroth. as for aerith, i'm also a Huge zerith shipper (yes i am in constant emotional pain, how did you know), but aeriseph also firmly has a place in my heart.

My happily ever after for them:

any. any of them. i want the most tooth-rotting fluffy ending for these two. (admittedly, their iconic tragedy is a part of why i love them so bad. without it, my emotional investment would be Nowhere near as high.) i've been reading a lot of wedding/alternate future fics with these two lately and they all make me ;w;

who is the big spoon/little spoon:

i genuinely think it goes both ways, but if i had to say i think cloud is doomed to be a little spoon in any lifetime.

what is their favorite non-sexual activity:

oooh tough one!! i think aerith would love teaching cloud to garden....though i'm not sure he would be any good at it. but i have faith in him to learn.

[sulky-valkyrie]

Happy DADWC, can I get flufftober day 6 Candles, Lanterns, Fairy lights for any male ship with Anders (or an OT3?)

Happy Friday, though I suppose it's probably Saturday by now for you! Have some Kanders slightly bittersweet fluff for @dadrunkwriting

Karl being cagey.  It was unlike him, and everything he did to try to make himself less suspicious was just doing very much the opposite.  When he literally started whistling as a Templar passed, Anders had enough.  He caught him by the arm and dragged him to the back of the chapel.

“You’re going to get yourself killed,” he muttered.  “Whatever you’re cooking up, it’s not -”

Karl smiled and pressed a finger to his lips.  “Not worth it?  Funny, hearing that from you.”

“Not going to work if they throw you in the dungeons,” Anders hissed, then swallowed.  “Also I want in on it.”  That was the thing that bothered him most: that Karl, of all people, was planning something, something he didn’t want the Templars finding out about, and not including him.  Him!  Anders, the notorious runaway.

He shook his head as he patted Anders’ elbow.  “Not yet.”

“Not yet?���  He demanded.  “Damn it, I can -”

Karl covered his mouth.  “Too loud.”

Anders froze, straining his ears for the sound of Templar boots.  Karl slid his hand up to cup his jaw, then kissed him quickly before dashing off.  Well, not really dashing, because truly running was practically a capital offense here.  Or at least a few days locked in the dungeon while they tore apart your bed looking for proof of sowing discontent. Karl was simply moving quickly with purpose.  That, at least, looked normal: apprentices and the more junior mages were always rushing around on the orders of their instructors.  He twisted his fingers in the edges of his sleeves, willing himself to steadiness.  It stung that Karl wasn’t involving him, but even if he hated him (which he certainly didn't’), he’d never rat out a mage for anything less than actual murder.  And even then, it would depend on who’d they’d killed.

He went through the rest of his day as calmly as he could, trying to focus on lessons and duties instead of worrying about Karl.  He spent every spare moment listening for any sounds of a scuffle, heart jumping into his throat at every noise he couldn’t immediately identify.  The afternoon stretched on with no sign of Karl, but also no rumors of anyone being ‘detained.’  And it was perfectly normal for Karl to be absent so long.  Irving was always asking him for thises and thats, even had him help tutor that Amell kid he was so fond of.

Perfectly normal not to see him at mealtime.  Perfectly normal for him to be still missing from the dormitories in the evening.  Probably still seeing to the apprentices.  Perfectly normal for them to have to forego a kiss goodnight.

Perfectly normal.

Anders stared at the ceiling as his blood pounded in his ears.  What if it wasn’t though.  Void take this.

He got up quickly and quietly, skipping the shoes.  The stone floor was almost painfully cold, but it was better than making noise.  The right-side door always squeaked, so he climbed across two rows of chests and a few sleepy offended apprentices to get to the left one, then eased it open before creeping down the hall.  He was almost to the stairs when an arm snaked out of a fucking closet and grabbed his elbow as another hand covered his mouth to muffle his startled yelp.

“Sorry, sorry,” Karl whispered.  “Didn’t mean to scare you.”

Anders leaned into him in relief as the tension of hours of worry vanished instantly.  He turned around awkwardly in the close confines, and pressed his face to Karl’s neck.  “Is this part of your plan?”

He chuckled as he tightened his arms around him.  “Hiding in a closet?  Not exactly.”  He pressed an ear to the door, then pushed it open.  “I wanted to find you sooner, but Torrin - doesn’t matter.  Come on.”

They snuck down the hallway together, hand in hand.  No reason to pretend right now.  Not when they were running around after hours.  “How are we getting out?”

“We’re not.”

“Druffalo balls, you’re planning something,” Anders muttered scornfully.

“Never said I wasn’t.”  Karl led him down to the main floor, and the storage caverns.  “Leorah gave me a key,” he said, answering the unspoken question.  “Apparently she’s afraid of spiders?  So I take care of them for her twice a week.”  As he pressed it into the lock, he paused and gave Anders a nervous look.  “Remember the story you told me?  About the firebugs?”

“Fireflies,” he corrected with a smile.  “I watched them in the fields from on top of the barn with my mother.”   

Karl nodded and turned the key.  “I know it’s not the same, but . . .” he trailed off and he pushed the door open.

Tiny paper lanterns.  Dozens of them, at least.  All filled with tiny flickering wisps.  Anders walked in, mesmerized, and touched one reverently.  “This?  This was what you were doing all day?  While I was -” he stopped.  Saying he was worried sick all day would be too close to the truth. He licked his lips.  “Why?”  Why do this?  Why care?  Why love me?  All questions he wouldn't dare ask any more than Karl would dare answer.

“To give you a little bit of home.”  Karl hadn’t moved from the doorway, and rubbed at the back of his head sheepishly.  “I - it made more sense when I -”

Anders threw himself into his arms.  “I love it,” he whispered.  It wasn’t I love you, but it was the next best thing.