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rmemeber how i was supposed to be posting hourly 😭😭😭 yeah so. basically my school had a hoax active shooter threat last week and i’ve been detoxing from pretty much everything because god damn . i tweeted about it and since then i have been so busy i haven’t had time to queue things and i apologize!

i think i may drop down from hourly to just a few times a day though, i’ve found that i don’t really have time to find things for the queue as much as i’d like :(

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Going Home | Eleven

M A S T E R L I S T Doctor Who Masterlist

smut requests info w.c | 7k summary | you go home for a quick visit, and The Doctor leaves when he promised he was going to stay.

Welcome to my secret archive! This is a personal favorite that I have written. I hope you enjoy, and just remember some of the details may not line up bc I really didn't think they would get posted, as I wrote them for myself mostly. I hope you enjoy it anyway, there are no Doctor Who fics here or on Archive it's a travesty! So I thought I'd share my little collection with you all, enjoy my loves!

BTW I listened to The Long Song by Murray Gold for this piece. Also BTW, Eleven is my favorite Doctor followed by Ten. Also (I know shut up and let them read, Danielle) I'm AMERICAN LOL and I tried my best to make this seem Authentic to England, but it still has American twists to it, I don't mean to lol my culture is all I know.

CREDIT: Found the amazing Dividers at Firefly Graphics, check them out.

“I’ll just be a minute, just want to pop in and say hi.” You smile, reaching for your handbag to sling over your shoulder. The Doctor smiles from the other side of the console, he’s used to this. Bringing Humans to live with him in the Tardis usually means occasional visits home. 

“Need me to tag along?” He asks, and you smile because you know he doesn’t really want to come. The Doctor has become hesitant in recent years to become over involved in his companions' families. You asked him why once, and he got this sad look on his face like he was remembering something. He didn’t tell you, but you knew whatever he was thinking of wasn’t good, so you didn’t ask. 

“No, that’s okay. My mum doesn’t really like you anyway,” you tease with a light smile on your face. The Doctor’s mouth drops open in offense as he makes his way around the console towards you. 

“What?! I haven’t done anything to that woman, she’s only met me one time!” The Doctor exclaims in disbelief. You chuckle as you look up at him, he’s stopped just barely a foot in front of you. You feel your heart begin to thrum unsteadily against your chest at the close proximity. You look up at him, your eyes meeting in a heated stare. 

“Oh you mean the time when you knocked on the door, promised her you’d keep me safe, and took me away with you? That time? Yeah I can’t imagine why she wouldn’t like you.” You joke, sarcasm in your voice. 

“You’re safe aren’t you? And I’m returning you, as promised.” He insists with a huff, leaning back against the console with his arms crossed. 

“Wait, you’re not leaving are you? I’m just visiting-” You begin, and the worry in your voice makes The Doctor smile. He reaches up to tenderly brush his palm against your cheek, his thumb stroking gently. 

“I’d never leave without you, promise.” His voice is soft, sincere and you believe him. 

“Okay, I’ll see you later then.” You smile, nervously leaning forward to press your lips against his cheek to give him a quick peck. Technically you and The Doctor aren’t together, and you clearly have feelings for him. You think he has feelings for you. You hope he does. Sometimes it's hard to tell with him. He has a small smile on his face as he watches you leave, flashing him another beautiful smile over your shoulder before you’re out the door. You see your parents' apartment building just ahead of you, and you’re already mentally preparing for the scolding you will receive in just a few minutes. 

You weren’t entirely fibbing when you told The Doctor your Mum doesn’t like him. She doesn’t. According to her, he’s the reason you quit your job and broke up with your fiance, who was a highly respected Attorney. In actuality you never loved Todd, he was so mind numbingly boring compared to The Doctor. You know meeting The Doctor has ruined any possibility of ever having a relationship on Earth because no man will ever have a chance of competing with The Doctor, he’s sort of it for you. Not like you’d tell him that though, or anybody for that matter. 

Nearly every star in the sky can be pinpointed back to him in some way, you wonder how dark and bleak the Universe would be if he didn’t exist. Everybody in this Universe owes their lives to him, and you’ll make sure he never forgets all the good he’s done. The Doctor tends to look at himself and see a monster, a selfish man who drags fragile Humans around with him to impress them, but you know that’s not true. Everybody needs a friend, even The Doctor...he just always seems to forget that. 

So how the hell could Todd from Barnaby and Scott Law Firm compete with someone like that? Has he ever even saved a cat from a tree? No, not worth his time, but he’d be there to represent the cat in court after the poor thing fell. You laugh softly to yourself as you trudge up the last flight of stairs before you finally reach your parents floor. You anxiously check out the window one more time, and you see the Tardis is still parked out on the lawn just where it was before. 

You’re not checking because you don’t trust him, or because you think he doesn’t want you to travel with him anymore but because The Doctor has a tendency to leave companions behind to keep them safe. He's already threatened to do it once when you wandered off and nearly got yourself killed. You don't think he actually would, he was just cross because you scared him. You approach your parents door, and hesitantly lift your hand to knock. You’re looking forward to seeing your Dad, your Mum not so much. You hear scrambling around and chairs scraping against the wood floors. The door flings open and you’re met with your 14 year old sister, Jeanie. 

“Jeans!” You exclaim joyfully, throwing your arms around your beaming sister. She hugs you back tightly, peering over your shoulder curiously. 

“Where’s your boyfriend?” She mumbles against your shoulder and you feel your chest seize and your face flush. 

“Who- The Doctor?” You ask incredulously, and Jeanie simply nods. 

“He- he isn’t my boyfriend Jeans, and he’s busy.” You dismiss her question as casually as you can, hoping your voice doesn’t give anything away as you make your way into your parents' spacious apartment. Your Father, Richard Scott, is a co-owner of Barnaby and Scott Law Firm, so you lived a privileged life. It’s also why your Mum was so dead set on you marrying Todd Farlan, who was conveniently employed at Barnaby and Scott. 

“Busy! He’s always busy, he promised he’d bring me a Quadricycle!” Jeanie pouted, a look of disappointment on her face. 

“And if he isn’t your boyfriend, then he should be.” She insists. 

“Wait, what’s a Quadricycle?” You ask, disregarding her previous comment, which she doesn’t miss. 

“Don’t pretend you’re not in love with him.” Jeanie teases, a dangerous and playful glint in her eye. 

“Quit it Jeans, I am not. Oh, hi Dad.” You smile as you round the corner into the kitchen, to see your Dad sipping a cup of coffee in a pinstripe suit. 

“My Happy girl has finally come back home! How long are you planning on staying this time?” He asks, and you love the lack of contempt in his voice. 

“Not long I’m afraid, just a few hours for a visit. I missed you.” You admit, letting your Father crush you against his chest. 

“Is that fellow of yours coming? The Doctor?” He asked, his eyes glancing back at the door. You shook your head, allowing your eyes to close as Dad rubs his hand up and down your back. Being in life threatening danger on a daily basis really made you miss your family, well Jeanie and your Dad anyway. 

“No he’s…working. He says hi.” You’re only half-lying. The Doctor got a strange message on the psychic paper he’s checking the authenticity of, so he technically is working. Keys jingle in the door, and your heart instantly plummets into your stomach. It’s your Mum. 

“Now Happy, you know how your Mother is. Just ignore her and put on a brave face, yeah?” Your Dad says, placing a hand on your shoulder once he feels the tension coming from you. Jeanie gave you a smile, dashing off to her room and you almost wished you could do the same. But you didn’t, you started getting busy on the dishes. Doing something else made it easier to ignore her. You can hear the clicking of her heels as she comes down the hallway, your Mother was the Headmistress of a Secondary School, and she acted like one. 

“Oh so you decided to finally grace us with your presence, hm?” Your Mother says, her voice stern.

“Hello Mum.” Your voice is polite, fake polite. You turn to give her a smile, and you see her graying blonde hair pinned back and her glasses perched up on her beak shaped nose. Come to think of it, your Mother reminded you of a bird with a pinched up face. She scans you from head to toe, her eyes flickering over you from the tops of her narrow glasses. 

“I suppose you look thin enough, a bit worn out though. What is that Doctor doing to you anyway?” Her voice is judgemental, accusatory as she places her black handbag down. She’s wearing a suit, a pantsuit, your Mother never wore skirts. 

“Nothing Mum, he hasn’t done anything.” You say patiently, sighing a bit as you turn back to the dishes. He only saves my life practically everyday and still you say horrible things about him, you think bitterly to yourself.

“Give her a break Christine, she just got home.” Your Father says, and you could hug him all over again. Your Mother reaches into her bag, pulling out a stack of papers. 

“Yes Richard I can see that, it’s perfect timing actually.” Your Mother begins and your Father swears under his breath. 

“Christ Christine, not this shit again. I already told you those won't hold up in a court, it’s not the fucking 1800s!” Your Father snaps and you have to physically pick your jaw up, you hardly ever hear your Father swear.

“Dad, what're you talking about? What are those papers?” You ask, your anxiety spiking. 

“Your Mother here has decided to write up a contract betrothing you to Todd Farlan.” Your Father explains hotly, this is clearly something they’ve argued about before. You feel your heart seize, and cold dread washes over you. You need to go back to the Tardis now, you never should have come home. 

“What?” Your voice is small, you hate how afraid you sound. Your Father turns to face you, looking in your eyes. 

“Happy, don’t forget I’m a lawyer. I won’t let anybody do anything to you against your will.” Your Father promises and you nod, avoiding your Mothers eyes. 

“Richard let me talk to her. Alone.” Your Mother asks, tapping her heel impatiently against the kitchen tile. He doesn’t move. 

“Oh for God sakes, I just want to talk to her. She’s my daughter.” Your Mother huffs, and you want to sink into the floor. Could your Mother really marry you off to Todd without your permission? She seems to be sure it’s going to happen, was she going to do this behind your back while you were gone? You’d come back suddenly married to Todd? You feel sick when you think about all of this. You regret telling The Doctor not to come, you wish he was here. You wanted him to swoop in and rescue you like he always does. But he’s outside tinkering in the Tardis and you told him not to be worried unless night has fallen and you still haven’t come back. He needs to make you a ‘help me!’ button that you can press and alert him you need his help. Like a Doctor Life Alert. 

“It’s okay Dad. Just 5 minutes Mum.” You tell her, and you want your voice to sound stronger but it sounds so small and afraid. It’s hard for you to be brave when The Doctor isn’t around, he has this way of making you feel like you can do anything. He believes it too, even if you don’t. Your Dad leaves the kitchen, giving you an arm squeeze and a wink as he goes. You remain standing by the sink, a guarded look on your face as you cross your arms. Your Mother slides the stack of papers towards you. 

“Just read them, I think you’ll find the terms aren’t as bad as you think. You loved this man once, would marrying him really be so awful?” Your Mother is giving you this look, this I love you and only want the best for you look, but you don’t believe her. Not anymore. 

“I don’t love him anymore, and actually that sounds like a hell crafted specifically for me. I couldn’t imagine anything worse. The only thing I want in this world is to travel with The Doctor.” You say patiently, though you’re starting to losing your patience. 

“Ah, not that stupid man again! You’re traveling with someone you don’t even know Y/N! You don’t even know his name!” She exclaims, frustrated. 

“You wouldn’t understand.” You huff, you know the truth. You know that worlds would burn and the fabric of reality would split open if someone uttered The Doctor’s name at the wrong place, at the wrong time. His name is literally dangerous information, besides The Doctor suits him just fine. 

“No, and I don’t care to anymore. That’s besides the point. I have it written up in this contract that you will be allowed to continue traveling with whomever you choose at your discretion.” Your Mother explains, and all of this is raising red flags in your head. 

“That’s awfully kind, what’s the catch?” You ask, your voice flat and sarcastic. There’s a catch, there’s always a catch. 

“You have to return home to produce children, an heir so to speak for his family's prestigious name and fortune. Once you have given him a male heir, you are free to do whatever you like.” Your Mother explains, like this is all normal stuff. Like the two of you are discussing the shopping, debating wheat bread versus rye. 

“Oh my God. So if I sign this, I have to come home to have sex, squeeze out a baby and then I’m free to do what I’m already doing without all that nonsense? Sign me right up!” You snap, pushing past her to head towards the front door.

“You get security for life Y/N! Knowing you’ll be taken care of when this little phase of yours has passed. A life to come back to!” Your Mother insists as you quickly gather your things. Jeanie has slowly emerged from her room by now, watching you gather your things with sad eyes. 

“This isn't a phase! I have a life. A good life.” Is the last thing you say before you slam the door and barrel for the stairs. Tears blur your vision as you stumble down the stairs, you need to get out of here as soon as possible, you doubt you’ll ever come back. You’ll run away with The Doctor and stay gone. The Tardis is your home now anyway, you love her. You push through the doors of the complex building and look up to where the Tardis is parked only to see that she’s gone. 

“No, where did he go?” You cry, your tears coming out heavier. You press the heels of your palms into your eyes. 

“No, no Doctor, where are you? I need you, you idiot!” You cry softly, your chest tightening when you realize you’ll have to go back to your parents apartment to wait for him. You know he’s coming back, he is. He wouldn’t leave you here, you know he wouldn’t. He’s going to come back and get you. He promised. 

The Tardis lands in the lawn, just where it was before and The Doctor rushes for the doors. He hopes he timed it correctly because you’ll be cross with him if he’s late. He just had a quick errand to run, which was actually picking up your favorite and rare snacks from around the galaxy. He knows visits home are difficult for you because of your Mother so he made you a little care package for when you get back. It also has bath spa stuff, and some of your favorite movies.

The Doctor won’t admit his feelings for you to even himself, he’s literally never breathed the words aloud. The feelings he has for you are a lot like the Tardis, bigger on the inside. So big they fill every corner of his mind and consume his every thought with you. Where are you? Are you safe? What are you doing? Do you miss him? Do you think about going home? The list goes on, everything he does is for you. Every time he’s fighting to protect the Universe, he’s mostly fighting to protect you. Them too, but mostly you. 

He throws the doors open and instantly both hearts have dropped to his stomach. It’s evening, and not only that but according to the newspaper- it’s evening and 4 months from when he dropped you off. He left you here, with your Mother, for 4 months. The Doctor is immediately sprinting for the stairs, you’re never going to forgive him for this. He makes it up the stairs in record time, turning for your parents door and knocking frantically. Nobody answers, so he keeps on pounding and he doesn’t care if he wakes everybody up. He knows your Mother, remembers the horrible stories you’ve told him about her, he needs to get you out of here now. 

Eventually the door opens to reveal Jeanie standing in a tank top and fuzzy pajama pants. She smiles when she sees him, her face bright. 

“Doctor!” She exclaims, throwing her arms around him. She adores him even though she’s only met him a few times. 

“Thank goodness you’re here. Are you here to get Y/N?” She asks and The Doctor looks over the top of her head into your family's apartment. The lights are on, and it looks like Jeanie is the only one home. 

“Hello Jeanette! Yes, she in?” He asks, already making his way inside the apartment. Jeanie kicks the door shut with her foot, heading back into the living room where her movie was paused. The Doctor is the only one who calls Jeanie by her full name, 'Jeanette', and surprisingly he's the only one she lets call her that.

“Wait, why did you say that? 'Thank Goodness'?” He asks, turning and bending down to look right in Jeanie’s eyes. 

“Well it’s just that my Mum has been horrible to her, wrote up this contract to marry her off.” Jeanie explains and The Doctor feels dread ball up in the pit of his stomach. Marry? As in marriage? As in you’d be marrying another man? The Doctor doesn’t say anything as he races down the hallway to your bedroom door. 

You’re sitting at your desk, your chest aching. You know he’s coming back, that’s not even a question in your mind. He’s just…late sometimes. You really have no idea how long you’ll be waiting here for him, could be a few months, could be many years. You have been ignoring your Mother and the contract. It’s laying out on your desk, you admittedly read it. If you had 3 brain cells and the talents of a half-dead gnat you’d see your Mothers point. The terms could be worse, but your life after signing this contract would be a living hell. You’d have to have sex with Todd, and the thought of ever letting him touch you again was appalling. The thought of carrying and birthing his children was even more appalling. You just wanted The Doctor here so bad, you wanted him to sweep you away back into your little dream life you shared with him. Your chest ached as hot tears stung your eyes, where is he? 

Suddenly, at that exact moment, you hear rapid and harsh knocking on your door. 

“Y/N? Open the door, it’s me. I’m so sorry I’m late sweetheart.” It’s The Doctor, you can hear the panic in his voice through the wood of your door. Your bedroom door doesn’t have a lock, so he can enter if he wants to but The Doctor has this silly rule that he’ll never enter your space without your permission. You stand, the relief fading away to anger. He left you here, for 4 months! You cross your arms, you want him to grovel a little. 

“Please, darling open the door. Let me explain.” He begs softly, not hearing anything on the other side of your door. You creep closer to your door, you can hear him breathing heavily on the other side. Your chest warms, did he sprint all the way up here from the Tardis? 

“I didn’t mean to leave you here sweetheart, I promise I didn’t. You know the Tardis, she does what she wants! I didn’t leave you here on purpose, please talk to me.” The Doctor tries again, pressing his forehead against the door. Your fingers trail lightly over the handle, you’re not ready to open the door yet. Not ready to ease his panic, not after he left you for 4 months. Hearing the pet names is helping, though you won’t tell him that. 

“Y/N, is this because you want to marry that man your Mother is trying to ship you off to?” The Doctor asks hesitantly, afraid that you’ll answer the door with a diamond engagement ring on your finger. You open the door, and the first thing you do is slap him hard across the cheek. Tears are building in your eyes, and you want to stay strong. You want to stay mad at him for what he did, but the desperation in his eyes as he looks down at you breaks your heart. When the first tear falls, The Doctor is back in your space. His thumb brushes the tear away while his arms pull you against his chest. He wraps his arms around you and holds you tenderly, one hand cradling your head against his chest. He presses a kiss to the top of your head, closing his eyes while muttering soft apologies against your hair. 

You pull back to look at him your voice thick with tears, “I don’t want to marry Todd. I’ve been waiting for you, you complete idiot.” 

The Doctor presses you firmly against him, guilt beginning to seep in. He hates that he hurt you, he hates that when you needed him he wasn’t here. He hates that he left you. You turn your head to look up at him again, The Doctor’s hand still cupping your cheek. His other hand reaches up to cup your other cheek, his eyes studying yours. You hold your breath, eyes glancing from his to his lips. Is he going to kiss you? You want him to kiss you, really bad. He pulls you closer to him, and then he does it. He can’t help it, the way your watery eyes are looking up at him tempt him to you. He presses his lips gently against yours for a soft kiss. He tries to pull back, but you curl your hands around his jacket and pull him back to you roughly. 

The Doctor’s body collides with yours, and his arms curl around your back as your lips move desperately against his. You can tell he intended for this to be a soft and sweet kiss, he’s old fashioned like that. But you’ve been waiting for this for so long, you can’t control your hands as they pull him closer to you, as close as he can get. You want to feel every inch of his body pressed against yours. But his hands press against your shoulders, pushing you back lightly. He doesn’t let you get too far though, he keeps his arms around you and your body pressed firmly against his. His eyes are wide, and there’s a cheeky grin pulling at his face. 

“Well hello.” The Doctor says softly, his forehead resting against yours. Your cheeks color, suddenly feeling shy under his gaze. You hate that you’re so much shorter than him, he however revels in this fact. 

“Shall we go home?” He asks, stepping into your room to grab your handbag. He spots the contract sitting on your desk, flipped open to the 197th page, and a highlighter sitting on top. 

“Y/N, were you considering this?” He asks, both hearts nervously racing. In truth, you weren’t. You just had nothing better to do waiting for him then look over this stupid contract. However, you still wanted to make The Doctor squirm a little. 

“Maybe...how was I to know when you’d come back? You said you accidentally left Amy for 12 years. How was I supposed to know you would come back so soon!” You exclaim, loving the way he anxiously shifts from foot to foot. 

“So you were?” He asked, wounded sad eyes looking up at you. 

“He was good in bed.” You lie, he was terrible in bed and you only slept with him the one time. It was so awful you never did it again, he didn’t warm you up and finished in 30 seconds. The Doctor stiffens, a much different look in his eyes now. Something fierce and angry shines in them, and his hands begin to twitch. 

“Have you slept with him recently? Since you’ve been waiting for me?” The Doctor asked, and he knows he doesn’t really have a right to ask. He shouldn’t, it’s improper enough to make him blush, usually. Now however, he’s too angry to pay attention to how improper and forward it is. 

“What would you do if I said yes?” You asked softly, eyes peering up at him as he slowly approached you. The Doctor wrapped one arm around your body, yanking you against him. You were breathless as your hands landed on his chest, your lust blown eyes staring up at him almost dreamily. His lips were brushing against yours, you could feel his breath. 

“Has he seen you? Touched you? Recently?” The Doctor asks again, although this one sounded more like a demand than a question. He ghosts his lips over yours, and you so desperately want him to kiss you again. 

“No, no I was just trying to make you angry.” You admit wantonly, pressing yourself against him and trying to lean up on your tippy toes to connect your lips. The Doctor hums, allowing you a short but heated kiss before he pulls back again. 

“You did.” He confirms, kissing you once, twice, three times before the sound of the front door closing gets both your attention. You exit your room first, and the sight before you makes anger bubble in your chest. It’s your Mother, standing in the living room with Todd Farlan. The man you will not be marrying. He doesn't look like he wants to be here, your Mother likely made him.

“What the hell is this?” You snap, feeling a warm presence behind you. Your Mother narrows her eyes at The Doctor, especially at the close proximity between the two of you. 

“Is this why you’ve been so impertinent? Because you love this man?” Your Mother sneers, and Todd looks very uncomfortable. 

“Yes! I love The Doctor, and nothing you say or do will change that. I’m not going to marry Todd.” You snap, and you feel The Doctor gently take your hand in his. You pull him towards the door, sending your little sister a sad smile before exiting the apartment. The two of you walk back to the Tardis in silence, but your hand stays wrapped safely in his. You realize suddenly that you really do feel safe with The Doctor in all ways, you know your heart is safe with him too. He opens the door for you and your eyes water at the basket sitting on the console. It’s filled with all of your favorite things, things for a perfect relaxing day in. 

“Did you do that?” You ask, knowing there’s nobody else who could have done it. 

“It's why I was late.” He says sadly, eyes meeting yours when you move to stand right in front of him. You don’t say anything, you just wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him tenderly. Now that he’s kissed you, you don’t ever want to stop kissing him. His hands find your hips and he gives you a small smile. 

“It’s alright, I forgive you.” You say softly, and he presses his forehead against yours. 

“Doctor?” You breathe, you squirm as you feel a nervous wriggling in your belly. You can’t really believe you’re about to say this, but the aching from between your thighs is unbearable and only he can fix it. He hums, his attention on you, one of his hands coming up to cup your cheek. 

“I…I want-” You cut yourself off, you can’t say this. You can’t. The Doctor already knows what you want, can see it in the way your fingers play absentmindedly with the button of his trousers. He really wants to hear you say it though. 

“What do you want, my love? C’mon darling, use your words.” The Doctor prods gently, and you squirm under his knowing gaze. 

“More.” You reply, your voice small and quiet. The Doctor presses a loving kiss to your forehead. 

“More what?” He asks, and you give him a look that says, you’re really going to make me say it? 

“More kissing, more touching.” You explain shyly, and The Doctor’s smile only grows. The Doctor’s hands lift you up from under your thighs, you sequel in surprise as your legs wrap around his hips. You can feel him hardening in his trousers, and you moan softly when he presses against your aching center. His arms wind around your back, pressing you close to him as his lips press to your neck. The sound makes a shiver ripple down his spine, he wants to hear you make that sound again and again and again. The Doctor isn’t paying attention to where he’s going, being far too occupied with your quiet moaning to look so the Tardis helps and materializes your room right in front of him. 

He stumbles through the door and to your bed, placing you gently onto it. He leans back and looks down at you, the stunning view in front of him not one he wants to take his eyes off anytime soon. Your loose tank top you’d been wearing for bed has slipped down, your breasts practically spilling out of it. Your pajama shorts were hiking up, revealing more and more of your thighs. The Doctor feels nearly overwhelmed with lust, he takes a deep breath to calm himself down. He doesn’t want to hurt you because he’s lost himself in a lust-filled frenzy. 

“Is this alright?” The Doctor asks softly, and you nod. You look up at him with wide, innocent eyes. It warms him up from the inside out, and he leans down over you to kiss you again. He moves slowly, languidly, softly against your lips as he lays you more firmly against the mattress. He is old fashioned after all, and is it not the gentlemans job to take care of all his loves needs? The Doctor’s hands thumb the hem of your tank top, and you lean up to let him lift it off you. Your bare chest is instantly revealed to him, you were about to go to bed, you hadn’t been wearing a bra. Your cheeks color and warm. 

“Beautiful my love, absolutely beautiful.” The Doctor breathed in awe, leaning down to press his lips against your soft skin. His lips landed between your breasts and The Doctor closed his eyes, it’s been a very long time since he has even attempted to indulge this rather primal need. Not since he was with his wife on Gallifrey, and even she passed a few years before the Time War- point is: it’s been a really really long time and The Doctor is struggling to restrain himself. His lips travel across your breasts, stopping at your nipple to bite gently and pull a few soft, desperate moans from you. 

“Please don’t go anywhere.” You beg suddenly, and the desperation hiding in your tone makes The Doctor’s chest hurt. 

“I won’t my love, I’m here. I’ll take care of everything, just lay back alright?” The Doctor says lovingly, and you can only nod dumbly. He hooks his thumbs into your shorts and presses a kiss to your hip bone before pulling them down and off your feet, tossing them behind him. He feels a swell of heat rush through his entire body, and he is rock hard by now. You aren’t wearing any panties, and he can instantly see your wet cunt. He can smell your wet cunt, being a Time Lord has that effect. It’s intoxicating, and slowly driving him mad. He takes your ankles and roughly yanks you down the bed, his composure is slipping. 

“How long?” You ask, you can feel his palms shaking. Can see how lost and unfocused his eyes are. They are scanning your entire body, and he’s mouthing hotly at your neck and breasts. You feel like you’re floating on cloud nine, one hand coming up to cradle the back of his head, holding him firmly to you. 

“Too long.” Is what he mumbles against you, his fingers reaching up to unbutton his vest. His jacket has long since been thrown off, and his bowtie discarded in the pile somewhere as well. 

“You have so many layers.” You whine, and The Doctor smiles at the neediness in your tone. He presses your hips together then, momentarily holding onto your hips so he can grind himself against you. 

“Patience my love.” He smiles, finally shaking off his vest and shirt. Your hands are instantly exploring his smooth warm chest, touching all the skin that’s been revealed to you. He leans over you again, his lips pressing against yours. His lips move slowly against yours, and you moan softly against his mouth. The Doctor trails his hands down your stomach lightly, and along your inner thighs. You’ve parted your legs wider to make room for him, and the Doctor reaches down to release some pressure in his trousers. He unbuttons them and yanks the zipper down, releasing a sigh as some of the suffocating pressure is released. 

“More.” You beg against his lips softly, and how could The Doctor deny such a request from his love? He trails his hands up your inner thighs, and he finally parts your folds gently, feeling for your entrance. 

“Oh,” You gasp, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. The Doctor carefully slides 2 fingers inside you, and you moan at the sudden intrusion. 

“I’m sorry my love, was that too much?” The Doctor asks, panic seeping in that he’s done something wrong because he can’t control his impulses. But to his surprise, you shake your head quickly, your head tossed to the side and your bottom lip pulled between your teeth. 

“No, please keep going, my love.” You beg quickly, wriggling your hips so he starts moving. The Doctor smiles, pressing a kiss to your neck as he starts to thrust his fingers into you at a slow and steady pace, he wants to take you apart lovingly, carefully, not rough and hasty. That’s not what you deserve. You moan louder, more desperately as your back arches and you press your bare chest against his.

The Doctor is having a hard time believing this is really happening.

He keeps thrusting his fingers into you, and you can feel your orgasm slowly building. The Doctor pulls back to look at your face, and the look on your face takes his breath away. Your head is tossed back against the pillow, your eyes closed and your mouth parted as you moan and cry out in his ear. The Doctor thinks this right here might be heaven, and he doesn’t even believe in heaven. 

“I’m going to come, oh God Doctor please please-” You’re rambling, and The Doctor keeps moving his fingers. You squeeze around him suddenly, coming and gushing around him. The Doctor groans against your neck, his cock throbbing in his trousers at the sight of you soaked and twitching from oversensitivity. After a few minutes of The Doctor pressing gentle kisses to your neck, chest and collarbones while you recovered from your orgasm, you looked up at him again. 

“More.” You said again and The Doctor smiled fondly above you, and he swears if it were possible, there would be cartoon hearts circling above his head. 

“Are you sure you can handle more my love?” The Doctor asks softly and you nod quickly. 

“Yes please, I um… I want to feel you inside me. I want to be yours.” You admit, avoiding looking in his eyes by trailing your fingers across the moles and occasional freckles across his neck and shoulders. The Doctor’s mind goes completely blank at your words, the lust overpowering everything else. Your words go straight to his cock, and he presses his lips against yours quickly. 

“You’re already mine.” He promises between kisses and you believe him. You reach your hand down, pushing at his trousers and boxers beneath. The Doctor helps you finish undressing him, and he kicks his trousers off to the side before leaning over you again. 

“Y/N, my love, are you absolutely sure you want to do this?” The Doctor asks, he needs to ask. Needs to know you want this, needs to know you won’t come to your senses later and realize you made a mistake. He wouldn’t be able to bear it. Sex was not something that was casual to The Doctor, he didn’t have sex ever. Unless it was with someone he really, truly loved. 

“Yes I’m sure, please I can’t take it anymore. I want to feel you.” You beg, eliminating any fear from The Doctor’s mind of you changing your mind. The Doctor leaned back then, grasping the base of his cock with one hand while he braced himself over you with the other. He lined himself up with your entrance, dragging his tip from your entrance to your clit to warm you up. The Doctor pressed his lips against yours, he was a romantic at heart. He wanted, needed, to be close to you. He eased himself into you as soon as your lips touched, and your back rose, pressing your chest against him as you cried out sharply. 

“You’re so big oh my God-” You gasp, and The Doctor cradles you lovingly against him and he slowly works himself inside you. 

“I’m sorry sweetheart, Time Lords weren’t designed to breed with Humans. There’s a bit of a size difference.” He explains, his voice strained. You’re so tight, so wet and warm, and you’re squeezing him so so tightly. Once The Doctor has his pelvis pressed flush against yours he stays still, to calm the racing of his hearts. You’re squirming against him, gasping and moaning as slick gushes out of you. The intrusion is intense, and the stretch it takes to accommodate him burns. 

“Darling, is it too much? Do you need me to stop?” The Doctor asks when he notices the pain on your face, even though the thought of stopping now seems impossible. 

“Don’t you dare.” You warn, eyes watery as you look up at him. The Doctor holds your body against his, propping himself on his forearms above you. Your legs wind around his waist, and your arms grasp at his shoulders. The Doctor kisses your forehead as he pulls his hips back, all the way back until just the tip is inside you. Then he swiftly slides back into you at a steady pace. Not too fast, not too slow. You cry out desperately as he steadily thrusts into you, panting against your shoulder. The Doctor pulls his head back to watch where you two connect, the place where both of you become one. The sight of his cock disappearing inside you again and again makes The Doctor feel tingly and warm all over. 

The Doctor leans down to capture your lips in a kiss, and you moan against him as your legs begin to tremble. 

“Going to come-” You whine desperately, and The Doctor changes the angle of his hips just enough to make your toes curl and tears to slip from the corners of your eyes. The Doctor reaches one hand up to swirl at your clit, rubbing it in soft, gentle circles. The other hand cups your cheek, wiping gently at your tears.

“Come for me my love, I want to feel you.” The Doctor breathes and that’s all you need to tumble over the edge. You squeeze around him, and your nails bite into his shoulders, dragging upwards as you cry out and writhe against him. The Doctor curls his arms around your body to try and hold you still, and your eyes meet his and it’s simply erotic. 

“Keep looking at me.” The Doctor instructs and you force your eyes open so you can keep looking at him. The pleasure is overwhelming, he keeps thrusting and it keeps going, the hot pleasure washing over you. 

“Where do you want me to- God- to come my love?” The Doctor asks and you know where instantly. 

“Inside me, please please come inside me.” You beg, and The Doctor groans against you as he buries his face in your neck. The Doctor keeps pushing into you, until he presses himself as deep as he can go and you feel him coming inside you in hot spurts. The Doctor presses his forehead against yours, and you feel him softening inside you. 

“Are you alright, my love?” He asks, but you don’t respond. The Doctor pulls back instantly, his hands cradling your face. Your eyes are closed. Panic spikes hot in his chest, did he hurt you? Time Lords and Humans don’t normally have sex, was it too much for you? 

“Y/N, my love, open your eyes.” The Doctor pleads, and you slowly peek one eye open. A smile tugs at your lips when you see the worry in his eyes. 

“I’m just relaxing, you worry too much.” You tease, and The Doctor releases a shaky breath. 

“You scared me.” He says, carefully pulling himself out of your warm heat. You whine, lazily grabbing at his hips as he withdraws himself from you. 

“I have to clean you up my love.” The Doctor whispers softly, pressing kisses to your hairline as he scoops you up in his arms. He carries you to the bathroom and places you gently on the counter. The counter is cold beneath your heated skin and you jump when he puts you down. The Doctor kisses your temple before leaning down to draw your bath. After the water has started to fill the tub, he turns for the door. 

“Wait, where are you going?” You ask nervously, you don’t want him to go. The Doctor smiles fondly at you, kissing your head. 

“I’ll be right back my love, I’m going to get all that fancy bath stuff I got you.” The Doctor kisses you and then retreats from the bathroom. You smile to yourself, feeling happiness overwhelming you before you slide into the warm bath water. 

[jusst-you-race]

u posted abt oscar being sandwiched between the hassbands is making u think thoughts... so may i ask that as an occ snippet prompt?

love the fic btw! <3

okay i should be writing other prompts but this was just... too tempting... sorry not sorry everyone... anyway please enjoy possibly the most unhinged thing i have every written you're all welcome <3 for the ccc snippet prompts

Oscar I’m panic texting you from the bathroom

Logan Regular occurrence 

Oscar I need your help trying to work out intentions 

Logan Not my forte but go on…

Oscar you’re better than me

okay so Kevin and Nico are here as well 

Logan Like coincidentally at the bar? Or actually at Mark’s birthday drinks?

Oscar at Mark’s birthday drinks 

Logan Oh that’s nice

I told you not to worry too much about not knowing anyone 

Oscar yeah no not worried about that 

I’ve mostly been chatting with them 

it’s been nice they’re pretty chill 

but then at one point Kevin went to get them both more drinks and Nico decided he wanted to sit down so we went over to the booth and Nico like…idk encouraged me to sit next to him?

I mean it’s loud so like it would have been hard to talk across the booth 

so it sort of makes sense 

but he was really insistent 

Logan Fascinating… I mean like you said he probably just wanted to continue the conversation 

Oscar well yeah but when Kevin came back with the drinks I was like okay I’ll get up so he can sit next to Nico 

yknow his husband 

Logan Yeah… and?

Oscar well Nico just shuffled further into the booth 

and pulled me with him

Logan Pulled you with him how?

Oscar like… by the waist 

Logan Oh I see

Okay I’ll reserve my judgment based on how Kevin reacted

Oscar well he just kind of grinned and sat down on my other side 

Logan Yeah that’s what I suspected 

Oscar the booth was kind of crowded so like it made sense to squish in a bit 

but we were really squished in 

Logan Uh huh 

Oscar and then Kevin put his hand on my thigh

and I uhhh I panicked 

and said I needed to go to the bathroom 

and now here I am 

Logan Okay well they aren’t being very subtle 

Oscar do you think so?

Logan Yeah I’d say there’s a good chance they want you to be their third buddy 

Oscar you really think so?

Logan Pretty sure 

Oscar huh 

Logan I’m sure they’d back off if you weren’t into it 

Just tell them they seem nice 

Oscar well 

Logan Well?

Oscar I’m not … not into it 

Logan Then why are you panic texting me! 

Go get laid idiot!

Oscar I just wanted to be sure? 

Logan Well just go with the flow!

Respond to whatever they’re doing

You’ll be fine 

Oscar thanks Logie 

Logan I want details later 

Oscar yeah okay okay 

wish me luck 

Logan Good luck!!! Have a good threesome!!! 

Oscar yeah I won’t be home tonight 

Logan GET IT OSCAR 

Be safe!

Oscar 👍

Logan Morning champ you coming home soon?

Oscar?

Oscar sorry yeah coming home now 

Logan Bit late… it’s afternoon already  

Oscar uhh

we were busy 

Logan Lmao 

So it was good?

Oscar best sex of my life 

Logan Tell me everything when you’re home 

Oscar nosy

yeah okay 

be there in five 

[marmarthehatterverse]

An excerpt from the first thousand words of my buddie fic, because maybe if I get enough positive reinforcement I'll actually finish it. This takes place during the covid era, btws

@steadfastsaturnsrings

“You sure are big for a guide.”

Buck slows for a moment, but returns to his brisk pace so quick it would be nigh unperceivable if you didn’t know him very well. His mask mostly obscures his reflexive smile as he continues to carry the little girl out of the crumbling building. She’s looking up at him with big green eyes filled with wonder.

“Well, what makes you so sure I’m a guide?” His voice is light, teasing.

The little girl’s eyebrows furrow, this was clearly not a possibility she had considered. In her defense, very few ever clock him for what he is. “But you’re making me feel so calm and safe. You must be a guide…?” 

Her head is cocked now, scrutinizing him the way only small children could. Buck glances down at her, still moving at a quick pace, trying to get away from the crumbling halls and to safety so she could be given a proper look over. “Maybe you feel so calm and safe because you’re no longer in a room collapsing around you?” He gestures to behind him with his head.

“No,” she wrinkles her nose at this, giving a decisive shake of her head, “I felt safe from the moment you grabbed me from my room. It should have been scary with all the walls shaking like that, but as soon as you grabbed me I knew I was going to be okay.”

The thing is, most people forget that sentinels, before anything else, are guardians. They exist to keep people safe, and those being saved by them can instinctively tell that the sentinel will do everything in their power to get them out as unharmed as they possibly can. People forget that sentinels changed first, and that guides, with their empathy and soothing existence, developed in response to the sentinels’ needs. 

Buck slows to a stop in front of the ambulance, and gives the little girl his undivided attention, “I am big for a guide,” her face starts to break into a grin of triumph, “But I’m only a little over average for a sentinel.” He winks at her gobsmacked face as he hands her over to Hen.

[kingtheghast]

Hi!!

I was a bit confused on you info about Lumians, and wanted to ask you if you have any more info on them! :D

I’m totally cool with infodumping btw!

Thanks in advance!! :>

Boy oh boy spopera lore time!

First of all credit for Lumian!Martyn to @strifesolution , who is the local Yogscast fan among us space operators that make up the au, and since lumians are a yogs aliens.

General spopera tdlr is: treebark are spaceship racers! For the space opera au I think we’ve been allowed to make things up a bit and play around with the lumian worldbuilding. Here’s what I got from the collective lore google docs for the au:

Lumians are a bipedal humanoid species that produces a bioluminescent element in their bodies called bioneos. Lumians are identifiable by bioneos freckles. In the au and out of the main characters, Martyn and False are lumians, Martyn having an almost cyan tone to his bioneos, while False has red.

The colour varies, and it can help track family lineage, despite the fact that lumians are typically a communal species with no nuclear family unit. However, some lumian families that leave their home planet may no longer have the community support, and likely adopt a family unit home style.

Lumians may have “gendered” appearances but they are a unisexual species. Societal roles in lumian culture are often decided by stature. Shorter, broader lumians often take to building, hunting, and child rearing. Taller, more slender lumians will take to taming, climbing, and navigation.

The home planet of Lumians, Corruscate, has a tropical climate. The planet is mostly covered in jungle and forests, with megaflora that cast dark shadows. To compensate for the darkness created, living species in Corruscate, as the lumians themselves, have bioneos that create the bioluminescence typical of lumians.

Since lumians are from a hot planet, they are particularly susceptible to cold and temperature drops. As a defense mechanism to save energy mentally and physically, and to be able to get themselves out of the cold, they’ve evolved “glacieration”, also known as “frost mode”

Frost mode is essentially a survival mode to keep them alive. As the temperature decreases the lumian will feel cold and uncomfortable and sick, until they suddenly seem to gather themselves and be okay; this, apart from a pale and grey complexion and dulled glow, is a sign of frost mode.

The body freezes over as it switches its priority from maintaining heat to creating adrenaline for the lumian to use to get themselves into a safe temperature. However, the modern lumian can decide to ignore the primitive urge to warm up and instead do other activities, although prolonged frost mode is lethal.

A result of the intense shot of adrenaline is erratic behaviour, like apathy or snapping or being aggressive.

(These pieces I made for treebarkweek, for example, were meant to be about frost mode happening while Ren and Martyn went to a very cold planet for a race. The assumption is that the cold discomfort happened mid-race, but Martyn refused to retire. Afterwards when Ren follows him into the lockers he finds him fully in frost mode; he can't feel the cold anymore since he's sort of icy all over now, and he's pumped full of adrenaline and suceptible to being irrational, so he'll probably pick a fight with Ren if Ren decides to chastise him about putting the race before his health)

(My guy is ice. He's producing cold clouds. Someone give him lukewarm water)

(Also it might be obvious already but frost mode was taken from the idea of having inthelittlefrost in the au somehow.)

[fierce-deity-bgg]

Urbosa x autistic f! reader

Tw: tics/tick attacks (mostly fluff though)

 Btw I don’t really know that much how to write for autistic readers just yet but one trying to but make it stereotypical so please let me know if I need to change anything about this!!

~~~

Head canons! 

I feel like urbosa would be a really good listener. She would let you ramble about anything you want for hours at a time. It could be anything really! From a adventure you just went on to something interesting you found in gerudo town

Urbosa would take you out any time she can. One of the things that helps her relax from all the stresses of being chief is going out of town for a bit. She would always bring you along since she liked to see you so intrigued in all the plants growing in the desert

If something (or someone) was bothering you such as a sound or a person that was making fun of you it’s gone before you even know it. She wants to make sure that gerudo was a safe place for you! 

(Tw: tic attacks) if you were to ever have a tick attack I’m being so honest when I say she would be so worried and would have no idea what to do. At that point she would just straight up drag you over to hyrule to have Zelda check you out (headcanon for Zelda lol) just to make sure you were really okay

At first she would be really confused if you were to do one thing of hours at a time or work on 10 things all at the same time. Eventually she warm up to it pretty quickly. Urbosa might even join you on what ever you are doing on her free time

Urbosa would have so many plushies just for you I swear. They would be all over the place for you to find all the time. She would mostly have the cute walrus plushies laying around. Their just so cute to look at (for me at least)

It would take her a while to get used to all the things that you need but she’s a quick learner. Whatever you need she’s got in just a few minutes, even if she needs to adventure out just to find it

Even though all her duties as chief you’re always urbosa’s #1! She would take so much time off of duty just to spend time with you. But if she can’t because it’s something really important then she would bring you along to meetings with her!

Honestly a 14/10 girlfriend 

~~~~ 

Sorry if this is a bit disappointing but I can make another one! I’m trying my best to make more autistic readers since there’s so little of them 😔

[aealzx]

Excuse me while I doodle something that popped into my head reading the most recent stuff I've read for Twin Signal.

There's a point where after having Signal call them brothers a few times Pulse responds "I've been meaning to tell you this for awhile, but don't make me your brother without asking!! I don't remember having a 'little brother'"

Which is honestly fair because Pulse was over seas with Nobuhiko's parents when Signal was made and never heard about him until he got kidnapped and reprogrammed to specifically go hunt down Signal and kill him |D

Also no I didn't color Signal's hair wrong XD Earlier in the story he has blue hair and a red jacket. It changes color later because Mira (the really freaking awesome stuff he's made of) just does things like that.

BTW you guys can look at the manga here, but it’s only in Japanese. (Yes I am stubbornly translating it myself just so I can read it. I’d be happy to share, but it’s literally sticky notes in hard copies and I dunno how to share that ;v; )

And then just because chapter/episode 9+10 stabbed me in the feels I'm gonna gush about the story/characters and nuances of japanese below the cut.

Okay, preface this with the fact that I’ve only had 2 years of Japanese in college, and this is my first time trying to translate anything. I might be wrong on some things, but this is just me rambling about how much I love the nuances you can get with the JP language compared to english.

I just got (mostly) through the part where Pulse is introduced, and first of all Signal had no idea he had a prototype, and his first response is adorable in itself with him immediately going “In other words, he’s my older brother” using “Ani” as the term for “older brother”

Which is cute in itself. Boy's latching onto someone he's never met X'D And throughout the chapter/episode when referring to Pulse he keeps using “Ani”, “Pulse”, ”Sibling”.

But after finding Pulse (who has been reprogrammed to want to kill Signal), Signal switched to “Niisan” when he’s talking about how it makes him sad that his older brother is being controlled by a cheap program. Which the difference is “Ani”/”Aniki” is usually a more like… formal/semi distant way to refer to your older brother, while “Niisan” is more affectionate and generally used by children. It's like using "Papa" instead of "Father" and I just ahadlfhajsdfladf Signaaaalll why are you being so cute QAQ

And there’s even more in this chapter!!!

He refers to himself as Pulse’s little brother, and feels responsible for stopping Pulse.

And later, Nobuhiko gets in danger from the fight and Signal instantly goes to protect him but leaves himself open as a sitting duck for Pulse to attack.

And Pulse asks him why he would do that and instead of answering something about Nobuhiko being a human and Signal being a robot and therefore Nobuhiko is more important, or that it’s just his job since he was programmed to be Nobuhiko’s older brother, he says “I’m programmed to be Nobuhiko’s older brother - But more than that! Nobuhiko is my brother, my little brother!!”

And I’m just over here with my butter heart melting uguuuuhhhhhhh TVT I'm such a sucker for brother characterrrrs~

And reading all this together I can help but think- Signal??? Boy??? Are you just secretly wanting a big bro too that’ll keep you safe like you do for Nobuhiko?? Is that why you latched onto Pulse so quickly??? Adjkfahsdfkasd

These boys qVq I love them

[citruslllad]

Love your qsmp au, it’s been haunting my brain for the past few hours. Jacob questioning his sanity makes me cackle. Love the concept of a character having a prominent person in their life being lost or replaced and having to find them. I’m particularly curious as to the dynamics Jacob has with the other qsmp members once he arrives on the island. Anyone they like, despise? How do they interact with a certain cat boy conspiracist and our resident eldritch care bear?

Also unrelated, love how Jo is just a concerned observer in all of this. His friend went from pretty okay mentally to “No Jo I’m telling you I’ve definitely had a roommate this whole time! You’ve met her in real life several times by now! Stop gaslighting me about the plushies I’m not a plush guy I wouldn’t buy these on my own. Fine, if there’s no roommate JO, then why is there a drawing tablet in that other room? There is a LIVE BIRD IN MY LIVING ROOM and yet I’ve never expressed interest in owning one. Worse yet, I haven’t MONETIZED IT?! THIS ISN’T FUNNY JOE MY LIFE HAS BECOME A TWILIGHT ZONE EPISODE”

ANON I LOVE YOU THANK YOU FOR THE INBOX RAMBLE <<<<33333

the thing is, they first realized something was off when they were on stream and chatting w/ friends, said something along the lines of "yeah haha it's been so quiet without Jaiden around, hope she's having a good time" and someone goes oh who's Jaiden? and you can practically see the gears in his head turning. at some point he's like we'll they'll HAVE to believe me if i bring them over and they all see her room and setup and stuff right? and then some of their buddies arrive and go lol Jo you had such a weird setup before you left and Jo's just going along with it like yeah haha I don't even remember it, it was a weird time in my life and Jacob is FUMING

regarding dynamics, focusing on Cellbit + Jacob first, I don't think they trust each other at ALL at first. they're both nice to each other for the sake of being polite, but they literally CanNot trust the other, Cellbit because last time he trusted an "ally" he became employee of the month, and Jacob because not trusting anyone on the island comes with the package. over time, they begin to bond over their shared stressful experience, but it's a while till then

(taking this ^^^ into account, Cellbit is secretly ECSTATIC to have Jacob around. not because of Jacob himself, but because they can remember everything about the outside world whereas Cellbit cannot. they bring him a small sense of closure)

he definitely get along better with some of the other members, though. the first people that come to mind are Slimecicle, Roier and Baghera. other than that, he doesn't exactly have all the time in the world to interact with everyone on the island, so he's mostly neutral (except for those he knows has willingly worked with the federation, like Foolish or Elq. he doesn't trust that in the slightest)

with Cucorucho it's a bit of a different story. they've never interacted with it, and all they know about it is from Cellbit, so it's safe to say they'd rather keep off of it's radar. when he DOES meet with it, however, he's very offput by it. they laugh at first, yes, because Cucorucho literally looks like a life sized stuffed animal, but he very quickly gets disturbed by it, something made to look so friendly and undeceiving being capable of so much. he isn't a fan.

(here are some refs i doodled while watching jaiden vods btw <3)

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Some replies, mostly about miss Jamil Viper! But also some other stuff.

Anonymous asked:

I feel deprived of the twst women, Ryu! Give us something! I can't be only anon asking for more of the genderswap!twst characters!

For the record: we received this ask pretty much as I was finishing up that Jamil drawing we posted yesterday, so Anon, your timing is insane lol Your wish was granted!

But also, we’re going to post some fem!AzuIde soon + I have a couple of asks of genderswap hcs… I hope to get to them asap too.

For some reason I am always surprised when people are so excited to see the girlies. Thank you for reminding us that you love and want them.

Anonymous asked:

My pansexual ass after seeing your latest Jamil art: "I am not okay."

Really hope we're diving back into the twst girls because DAMN are they hot.

I’m sorry, Anon! Stay strong!! <3

Like I already replied to another Anon, we’ll definitely have another twst girl post soon (not sure when though). Not sure if it counts as diving back into them; I feel like it’s always been “a treat every now and then” kind of deal, but I love these girls dearly, so I’m glad that you give us extra motivation to post them more.

Anonymous asked:

miss viper are you single? 🥺 if not, i think i could also make for a good pet...

Anon… I feel you 😔 I wonder how often Jamil encounters people being willing to be her pets lol It’s so easy to picture her confused yet annoyed face.

(Thank you btw!! I’m happy I drew her so...dateable)

Anonymous asked:

Jamil is a great asset to the team

Indeed! It certainly boosts everyone’s morale… until it starts distracting everyone lol

Anonymous asked:

Are those the twst ladies I see? MT EYES HAVE BEEN BLESSED! Please do more of them in cosplay, I'm eating this up!

(this is related to a genderswap cosplay reply from this post)

Thank you!! I wish I could draw everything, but, unfortunately, that would take too much time lol So it’s all up for your imagination!

I have another ask related to this topic, so I’ll post more thoughts about it at some point in the future.

Anonymous asked:

Rook and Vil would be so beautiful as Gomez and Morticia, even though it IS a bit predictable for Vil's taste. But do you think that the boys would get along with the Addams family?

Both Gomez and Kalim are already bottomless pits of energy and friendliness on their own, imagine them together in the same room. Azul and Gomez are also a funny combination. Here's a new rich businessman Azul could try to learn from, only to discover that his approach to making money is mostly luck-based. Sorry Azul, he's just that good.

Or maybe they would all just be put off by Gomes and Morticia's pda                                    

Honestly, I feel like a lot of them would get along with them pretty nicely. For starters, Vil would enjoy Morticia’s company a lot, I think they would genuinely become besties because: not only they’re a pretty good match personality-wise, but also both are into botany/potion stuff + apparently both have experience in fencing… Somehow, their wavelengths align pretty neatly. Of course, it’s safe to assume that Rook would be allured by Morticia too, but let’s be honest, Rook would be charmed and be able to befriend the entire household, Lurch included.

Oh god, Gomez and Kalim would have hilarious friendship. Kalim would look so out of place surrounded by all the grim and spooky goodness of the Addams’ house, but it’s like he doesn’t even notice that he’s sitting in front of a guillotine and on top of a coffin. He’s just laughing because that Gomez guy is so funny and friendly, and he’s happy to make new friends with such a fun family! Also Kalim would feel sudden urge to see Jamil after seeing Gomez’ and Morticia’s pda lol

As I read your reply, it was so easy to imagine poor Azul giving himself pep-talk in front of the mirror. Keep it together, Azul! Yes, he is eccentric, but you have to befriend this man! (but then he’ll learn about the luck thing and dip 😭 very rude guy…)

Hm… I think Lilia would also like Morticia a lot, but maybe it’s just because she kind of seems like his type 😳 And of course because Diasomnia dorm looks like an Addams’ house already lol Actually, all of the Diasomnia boys would probably enjoy their time together.

A lot of the boys would be kind of embarrassed to witness pda though, but especially all the first years (minus Ortho) and Idia. If Idia is for some weird reason present, he’d probably complain about the straight normies :( But I can’t see him hating these two, so I think even he will get charmed to some degree after freaking out a little for some time lol

[devourable]

okay this is my last ask for a bit bc i feel bad about spamming ur inbox!! (but hi it’s me hoizer anon :D ) sorry if i’m being annoying btw

butttt i was curious how any of ur ocs would react to their darling being chronically ill? (you can choose which ones honestly, i don’t mind im just curious haha). more specifically a darling who has constant blackouts and fainting spells? and yes im rlly only asking because i have this exact condition but it’s okay.

you’re not being annoying! i love answering asks when i can 🥹 i always try to have a clear inbox so i can keep up w them ���

i answered for one yandere of each gender but if you want any others then don’t be afraid to ask!

💊 yanderes x chronically ill darling 💊

⛪️ | abraham would be incredibly protective over you whenever you have your episodes by him. he doesn’t know a whole lot about chronic illnesses, so it’d scare him; you’d have to explain it to him and sort of walk him through what to do in order for him to be any real help. but once he does know what to do, he’d go a tiny bit overboard with it, nearly to the point of being overbearing. constantly asking about your current state, if you needed water or rest, even disallowing you to go anywhere on your own because he NEEDS to be there in case you need him. he’d be convinced you’d get hurt by someone on your own and appoints himself as your sort of body guard when you do need to leave somewhere. you’d always come to in his arms whenever you faint in his presence.

💪 | valentina absolutely refuses to allow you to work out at the gym. you could hurt yourself real bad if you passed out on or near any of the equipment! she’ll make a special routine comprised mostly of stretching and exercise that doesn’t require equipment so you can still get fit without risking your safety. she’d ensure you make it to every doctor’s appointment on time, take whatever meds you may need, and constantly have food and water at the ready to keep your energy up as much as possible. she’d probably be the best at handling your illness, really — her expertise on fitness and health would tie in very well with her ability to help you and she’d be determined to alleviate your symptoms as best as she could.

🥩 | rhodes would want to keep you locked up all the time. it’d take a lot of willpower for them to not lock you in their room when you faint at their place. they wouldn’t act on their desire to keep you under their watch at all times, but they’d definitely make up lots of reasons to have you stay over so they can be sure you’re safe when you do have an episode. maybe you left your meds at their place, or your aircon mysteriously broke and you need somewhere cool to rest, or maybe they simply asked you to stay with them for a while because they’re worried. they don’t care if they come off as pressuring, your safety comes before anything else.

[intertexts]

ROSSSSS ok. yhesterday u asked for like details and habits and skills nhw virion would have picked up from the greats and theyre still living in my head Rent Fucking Free so im gonna throw some stuff in ur inbox bc i want 2 talk abt them SO BAD

ok so strider definitely contributed to virion’s paranoia. thats just. yeah. he didn’t really Mean To it just kind of Happened. bro did not realize that saying “keep your eye out for anything or anyone when you’re out alone on the streets because if someone Can hurt you, they Will” would scare a kid into being Perpetually Anxious!!!! virion definitely looks over his shoulder like every ten seconds whenever he’s out, even if he’s not in costume, bc strider drilled that into his head. Always Be Cautious Always Be On Your Toes!!!! strider also taught him basic street fighting. showed him how to fight dirty!! virion does tend to carry around a few concealed weapons and he started doing that because of strider

meanwhile chungus (i love u chungus ur name is so fucking stupid) taught virion how to fight fair!!! i’m still working on chungus’s backstory and trigger event but i like to think he was a wrestler and/or boxer in school, so he taught virion the Rules of fighting, how to take down an opponent without really hurting them, how to take down people who are heavier and bigger than him, etc. it’s not knowledge that virion uses a lot but in fights with no weapons he still automatically goes into Proper Boxer Fighting Stance. also he has totally accidentally put someone in a headlock because of instincts when they’ve snuck up on him

greyson!! greyson taught virion how to hold all manners of weapons. daggers swords shields you name it!! not really because greyson thought it would be particularly useful, just mostly for fun bc no way this kid is ever going to need to use these!! he got a lot more little habits from greyson tho, like stuff he doesn’t really notice but it is from greyson. he taps his fingers on his arm when he’s impatient, picks at the skin around his nails, stuff like that. he also knows a lot about medieval weaponry bc greyson liked to infodump and virion Absorbed that knowledge. will sometimes find himself going on tangents about how catapults were used in the 1500’s if the topic somehow comes up but he will shut the fuck up once he realizes what he’s doing and gets reminded of greyson and suddenly feels Bad and Horrible at the reminder. yeagh

min did try to teach him stuff but there wasn’t much she knew that she thought would be super useful. she was learning math and physics in college before leviathan hit her hometown, but virion was never really one for academics!!! but he did try to listen to her on the rare occasions she talked about it. he picked up more little habits from her, like he chews on things like his hoodie strings or even his hair when he’s thinking really hard, she taught him how to braid hair and he’ll find himself copying how she braided his sometimes when he’s messing with ashe’s hair, and whenever he’s holding a pen he clicks it really fast like a million times before he even does anything with it. keep his ass out of school he cannot pick up a math or physics textbook without thinking about min and he will think about her the entire class

RAMMM ILY RAM..... he taught virion how to hold guns. any gun he could think of ram was like okay i gotta teach this kid how to shoot and handle this thing correctly and safely. btw i decided ram’s trigger event was him and some friends being stupid in college and playing drunken russian roulette. u can imagine!!! how well that went!!! i wanted to make his sudden innate Knowledge about guns be horribly ironic and also painful for him <3 so now he’s fucking Insistent that virion learn how to handle guns and how to Know when they’re loaded and to ALWAYS KNOW WHERE THE BULLET IS. VERY IMPORTANT. whenever virion’s handling a gun he Always makes sure he knows how many bullets he has left, where his ammo is, never leave the safety off when he puts it down, etc etc. Very Persistent with gun safety. ram has also drilled it into his head to never drink when holding weapons. actually very insistent that virion Never Drink Ever actually. also his southern mannerisms rubbed off on virion juussssst a little bit. virion calls wibby “darlin” once and william has a heart attack over it. virion doesn’t even realize he’s doing it!!! he says ain’t and y’all sometimes and doesn’t even notice until one of the other wards points it out and asks why and virion has an internal breakdown about it

ALPHONZ..... MY LOVE...... i think. for the first little bit after joining the greats, alphonz was in his breaker state A Lot and was not able to get out of it half the time. so in virion’s early life, he just has memories of this bright glowing angel-lookin guy in the room whenever he was around the greats. out of his breaker state tho!! alphonz tried to teach virion religion for a bit, but virion’s parents managed to convince alphonz to leave it alone because if virion wanted to go down that path someday he’d find it on his own, etc etc yk and alphonz eventually conceded. he did read bible stories to virion as bedtime stories though!! virion thought they were fun little fiction stories, and also alphonz’s voice was just nice to fall asleep to, so his parents didn’t mind. to this day virion can probably still recite like half the bible from memory. he doesn’t believe in god but maybe he’s got like. an old cross necklace that alphonz gave him once and he wears it under his shirt sometimes like in memory of alphonz. he chews on the pendant sometimes—thanks min for the chewing stim!!!—and the metal has small scratches and teeth marks. if the chain ever breaks or he loses the pendant he will lose his mind

ANYWAY. YEAH. THIS TOOK ME LIKE AN HOUR TO TYPE OUT IM SO SORRY FOR PUTTING A NOVEL IN YIOUR INBOX. THEY’RE JUST. LIVING IN MY HEAD RENT FREE RN. BRAIN IS SOUP. THINKING ABOUT NHW GREATS. U KNOW HOW IT IS

AUGH............................

[astroyongie]

Your take left a really bad taste and I don't think I'm gonna support your blog anymore.

That’s totally understandable (also I don’t think I’ve post the communication on Tumblr so I’ll do it now).

Please feel free to unfollow or block me if you want. You have all right not to agree with my opinion about the whole matter.

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Hello everyone,

I’m writing this message after the events of this morning in Tumblr concerning the issue with Mia involving Soobin, Taeyong, Woozi (and maybe Mingi).

For those who don’t know, the scandal happened after people noticed that these idols have been consuming problematic manga fiction (containing ped*, gore, ect).

In my Tumblr, I have tried to express the fact that I believe that one person shouldn’t be judged by what they consume in fiction (making difference between fantasy and reality) while also condemning that indeed some categories are problematic (illegal even) and people should reflect on those.

This perception have made some people angry. I want to make clear I am not defending any idol (those who know me know I don’t care about what idols do) and that for me, the main issue is idols giving these fiction publicity when having a fan based that is mostly underage people. In their privacy people can read / watch whatever they want as long as it doesn’t influenciate their behavior and that they are a capable of distinguish fiction from reality (not necessarily talking of Mia but or any fiction that contains unethical themes -eg AOT)

With that said, I want to apologize to any person that felt uncomfortable with my way of dealing with the issue. I’m not responsible for what idols have said and done, and I condemn any act made by artists that give free pass to illegal matters.

Anyone is free to block me or unfollow me if you got uncomfortable with my words or if you don’t agree with it (which btw is okay, everyone has their own opinion). Idols shouldn’t come before morals. Doublestandars shouldn’t come before morals.

Please share love and understanding, stay safe and thank you.

[my-castles-crumbling]

Hey, so it seems that everyone is coming out to you so I though why not.

I’m not entirely sure if I’m Pansexual or Bi or something else entirely and honestly it’s kinda confusing (I’m female btw). I mean I don’t rly care abt gender but I find myself attracted to females ALOT more. So yeah idk. Maybe gender does make a difference. But then I don’t like the label Bisexual because it implies that you are attracted to males and females only and not people outside of that.

And also when it comes to coming out to people I kinda feel stuck. What do I say? All of my friends know (they’re also queer) but we never really came out to each other we all just kinda were like “hey! that girl looks good” and went along being gay af. But bc we all just knew abt each other we never really talked abt sexualities and stuff.

And on top of that I’m fairly sure my parents wouldn’t be supportive and no one I know irl can relate to that bc all of my friends parents are accepting.

I feel like I’m complaining over nothing. Im sorry 😫😫. But still love yah and hope you have a nice day 🫶

Hi! <3

I actually can relate to this first part SO much (as far as pan versus bi). When you say you don't care about gender, that sounds like pan to me. But then you say you have a preference, so is that still pan? I've wondered that for myself.

Here's what I have realized: Firstly, YOU are the person who decides who you are, so whatever label feels best (or none at all) is totally fine, even if it doesn't match someone else's definition. However, for me, I think it helped to think of sexual attraction as different than romantic attraction.

For example, perhaps you can find yourself sexually attracted to someone regardless of their gender. BUT, romantically, you prefer girls? To me, that would still be pan, but perhaps you are homoromantic (meaning you only enjoy romantic relationships with the same gender).

Or it could be that you could possibly see yourself both sexually attracted to someone regardless of gender and having a romantic relationship with someone regardless of gender- you just are more likely to want those things with girls. That's okay, too, and could still be considered pan! It's okay to have preferences!

To make this more simplistic, if we stick to a gender binary (which we shouldn't, obviously, but let's do it for a second for simplicity's sake)- a traditionally bisexual person is rarely attracted to boys and girls at a 50/50 split. Maybe they like girls 70 percent of the time and boys 30 percent of the time. That doesn't make them any less bisexual. So, the same holds true with pan. Maybe you mostly see yourself with girls, but also think boys are pretty cool, and nonbinary people are sometimes attractive, and agender people can sometimes be cute, etc, etc.

All of this to say, pick whatever label feels good to you (or none at all! I also frequently just say to people that I'm queer.)

As far as coming out, I think some people are under the impression that it has to be a big thing. It only has to be a big thing if you want it to be. It seems like your friends already know that you're not straight. If that's all you want to say, you don't owe them any more of an explanation or a label.

BUT if you want to come out, go ahead! Sounds like they'll be supportive, so remind yourself that they are safe for you and bring it up in a more intentional way. "Hey, I have a crush on this girl, what do you think?" or "Hey, so you know I'm not straight, right? It's cool that we all are so accepting of that stuff." I think you'll find your friends will be receptive, since they're not straight, either.

As far as your parents, that's trickier. It sounds like you still live with them, so coming out to possibly unaccepting people who have control over you can be sticky. If it were me, I would first do a bit of testing. Mention queerness in a hypothetical way or in a "I know someone who..." way. See how they react. If they react positively, you could start dropping hints. If they react negatively, consider the pros and cons to telling them. Is it worth it to come out because you would be sharing your authentic self? If yes, have a plan if things go poorly. Have a support system to talk to and to go to. If you find that it's not worth it, there's no shame in that, either.

But it's important to know you are NOT complaining over nothing. This is tough stuff and it's hard to navigate.

I'm here to talk if you need me! <3

[evitachristine]

I’m for sure going to be labelled as a “baby hater” or sum ish for saying this, but…

When a little boy hurts a little girl for fun, it’s not just bullying, it’s an early form of misogyny. Often, it’s labelled “he’s just being a boy”. I for sure will get reactions ���but they’re KIDS! You can’t call it misogyny!” Yeah, they’re kids. So, what you as an adult should do? Educate them.

Why am I saying this? The little girl can be upset if this is the first time it happens to her, but, she’s just that, a child. She can’t do much about the situation unless she’s really physically stronger than the boy. There are two ways this can go:

1) Tell her the typical bullshit like “he just likes you”, “that’s normal, boys are like that” while letting the boy misbehave while thinking that it’s cute instead of holding him accountable for his actions. This way, you’re making the girl grow up faster while letting the boy stay immature and uneducated. It’s her first encounter with misogyny - a boy having fun is more important than her discomfort.

2) You actually acknowledge her discomfort and validate it, understanding why she feels that way, WHILE putting the boy in his place. By putting him in his place, I don’t mean spanking him till he can’t sit down, if you plan to accuse me of that. It can range from something as simple as telling him that this is not how good people act, that this behaviour is unacceptable. If it doesn’t work, (which, btw, signifies that the kids don’t see you as an authority, and you should take care of that) then apply adequate punishment.

You can’t expect a grown male to understand respect when his entire growing up he was shown that it is okay to disrespect his female peers. Teach your sons that girls aren’t here to be “living toys” for him.

I’m not advocating for babying grown ass men. I’m advocating for making sure young girls and teens are able to grow up in a safe space.

If the bullying is sex-based and the girl has a harder time communicating her discomfort mostly due to the ignorance of adults who are supposed to be responsible, it is already misogyny. Age does not matter.

[pokemonshelterstories]

heyyyy uh i might be keeping that blitzle after all. what can i say, the little bastard has grown on me. do you have any care tips? i’m mostly journeying nowadays so exercise isn’t an issue at least. also any name suggestions? btw sorry to the people on this blog who are only getting the last half of this story

somehow im not surprised about this development lol

the big thing to remember with blitzle is that they're herding pokemon that need companions. in the wild, they live in groups of several hundred individuals! however, within these groups they have small subgroups, so they're usually okay with a couple of close companion pokemon. they will spend a lot of time engaged in mutual grooming, as well as flashing their manes at each other. it's really important to learn what these mane flashes mean, as that can be important to intervening before fights break out and keeping yourself safe

behaviorally, they aren't domesticated like ponyta and mudbray are. they can be standoffish and even aggressive with humans and with larger pokemon, especially large carnivores. learning their body language and building a good relationship using positive reinforcement is the key to keeping a blitzle happy and yourself safe!

in terms of physical care, they need lots of grazing time, especially during thunderstorms. travelling will help wear its hooves down, but you need to have them checked every few weeks to make sure they arent overgrown or damaged. these guys are also prone to digestive issues that can make them critically ill very quickly- warning signs to look out for are lack of interest in food, restlessness and nipping at the belly, and dull/dimmed light coming from the mane.

you're on your own for the mane, but a lot of people name after characters from westerns.

[thequietesthing]

THE WITCHER SEASON 3 VOLUME I - REVIEW

SPOILERS AHEAD

YOU'VE BEEN WARNED

Okay so this season felt different than the previous two, maybe for the best. I am not that into the original witcher lore (books and games) that i’m that fixated on canon events so i’ll just judge what i’ve seen on screen.

Geralt: my darling mr. Cavill you are the brightest light in this show, I don't think that anyone will be able to understand and portrait Gerald better than you. Now said that, I don't think Geralt has been very Geralt-y this season (pls don't kill me for saying this). Yes, he should have changed by the power of love and family but they didn't show it. I assume that this magical transformation, that has started in season 2, should have continued and evolved in the 6 months in which Geralt, Yennefer and Ciri live together, of which we see incredibly little. Yes, the letters (very nice touch btw), yes the nice dinners together and Yen's grovelling but not very much on how this affects Geralt intrinsically. So we end up six months later that he is a mostly changed man, and good for him but I wish we could have seen more of a development. Also this season, now that we have finally placed all of our pieces on the board, inevitably focuses less on Geralt and his moods and adventures and more on the general plotting of the entire cast. Also they didn't give my man enough monsters to hunt (maybe the budget was cut seeing how many actors they had to pay). However I loved when he went to Annika's house and the moment when he recounted his childhood and the relationship with Visenna; I feel that in that moment the true talent and acting ability of Henry came through. I thoroughly enjoyed how uncomfortable he was at the mages ball; he's always so put together and firm that it was extremely funny seeing him a bit out of his depth. Anyway as long as it's played by Henry Cavill, Geralt will be always a 10/10 for me.

Yennefer: Contrary to common opinion I liked Yennefer last season. Yes she was selfish, yes she's willing to sacrifice Ciri and betray Geralt to get her magic back, but people don't seem to understand where she's coming from, and I think that a bit of explanation is given in this first part of the third season, through conversations that she both has with Ciri and Tissaia; this is not the place to write an entire apology of Yennefer but the core is this: to her, before, magic was everything; she was mistreated as a child, she never felt in control of her life, and the only way she found her way out of that was through her magic, of the power that she discovered within herself that helped her to finally stop feeling like a nuisance, to finally matter. Once she meet Ciri and she gets to know her however her priority shifts (as often happens with motherhood) and she finds out that she doesn't care whether she is powerful or not, as long as her child is safe. Now, with this out of the way, I loved Yennefer this season (as always). Anya Chalotra has grown so much into herself and her acting in these three seasons and it shows. Her relationship with Ciri is just beautiful (I was skeptical about it before because of the close age between the actresses but they embodied the mother-daughter bond perfectly), her and Geralt will never not be my favourite (I wish they had more scenes tho) and her and Jaskier are hilarious (also, more scenes pls!); but what I found very fascinating about Yennefer is the relationship she has with the other mages, of which we have always seen stunningly few. I found interesting the accusation Ciri moved to her when they were in that spa(?) to which Yennefer responds that that is the version of herself she "needs" to be around those people (strong, uncaring, playing the centuries old politics game of saying one thing and meaning another), and I really liked that because before Ciri was only "coddled" by witchers who are authentic and never had the need to play politics because they stay well away from them. Digression aside, Yennefer with other mages was really nice to watch, how she plays in the duality of who she is and who she needs to be and how she doesn't trust anyone between her peers, only Tissaia that has assumed a kind of a mother role for her. So, long story short, I love Yen and I always will.

Ciri: this poor girl has been through so much. Everyone wants her and she doesn't know what to do with herself. I felt like in this part of the season things just have been happening to her, rather than her having an active role (being dragged around the whole Continent like a package by a Witcher and a mage certainly didn't help) but it seems so me like her developing story and the general plot are going at two entirely different paces: she's still unsure of what to do, of her magical training, while the rest of the story feels almost like is at it's end and she's still there. Anyway, other than her most obvious relationships (Geralt and Yennefer) I liked her relationship with Jaskier this season; he's very protective of her and they act like he's a young uncle with his niece. Also I liked how her spending a lot of time with Yen and Geralt is starting to filter through her character, as she has become a sassy, brave, curious, know-it-all, but still she sometimes acts impulsively or foolishly as apt for her age.

Jaskier: We see him for more than 3 episodes! I would count this as a win already. I genuinely like Jaskier, I feel like he's always been the most relatable and funny character, and this season is no exception. I think Joey Batey is a comedic genius and his acting, and singing, skills are really unparalleled. I loved his journey with Radovid (who to be honest I didn't like at first, even though he is played by Hugh Skinner), they are very cute, especially their scene before the kiss, I was like awwww. Also Jaskier rivalry with Valdo Marxx is iconic, when they meet on the ship and he has a whole band backing him up and Jaskier only has Geralt and Ciri, it was really funny. Also finally Jaskier gets some well deserved love from Geralt, after 3 seasons he calls him "Jask" ♡.♡ (man, our standards are low)

Anyway, you'll forgive me but I'll give a rapid view of all the other characters because otherwise we'll be here all day.

Francesca's role this season has been practically null, other than making the final alliance with Nilfgaard she's going after Ciri (like everyone) and we did not see any repercussion or regret for the murder of hundreds of babies which had me like... ok.... Fringilla is freaking hilarious but I have also not understand her point in the story for now Cahir goes back to his murderous master after killing his elf friend, but I still like him; I think the actor is jumping through hoops trying to show us the duality of this character and how what he does actually affects him Emhyr, other than scheming and burning family pictures he seems to be doing nothing else (for now) Triss is the smartest in the freaking room, also the only one who cares about those poor girls! Everyone is like Ciri,Ciri all the time and she's like what about those poor vanished girls, I love her, but please don't let her have a romance with Istredd, who still after 3 season is going after that freaking Book of Monoliths; I hope that now that he's found it he will find peace and a good barber Tissaia and Vilgefortz I don't trust either of them, even though at the end of this part we find that is the latter and not Stregobor to have taken the girls, and if I'm honest until that scene I believed that "the woman with the funny voice" was Tissaia; also Vilgefortz is also leading on that poor Lydia... nope don't like the man Philippa Eilhart is a legend, didn't like her at first but she's smart as a whip and I think she's playing Dijkstra like a violin (also if they don't show the creation of the Lodge of Sorceresses I'll riot)

One more thing before I shut up, just a quick thought on the last episode: the idea was very well thought, to switch up the linearity of narration by including some back and forth between before and after as Yennefer and Geralt recount the night's event to each other and us (a bit Ocean's 11 style) but the execution.... I didn't particularly enjoy how it was done; maybe I need to see it again but while the change of camera angles through the same scenes helped (so that except for two moments maybe, we heard the same lines but the cameras were in different positions) it felt very repetitive and stagnant. The only positive thing was the music!! That fucking song is now stuck in my head forever: all is not *thud thud* as it seems *thud thud*, stuck all night in my head, anyway also very appropriate lyrics lol.

Ok, I think I'm done(?) I'm sure I've missed something but if it comes to mind I'll edit it in later