#if any of this gets a very specific answer in game pls just let me discover it myself. I'm sure I've misremembered some details but maybe

[yucca-moth]

I'm doing a new playthrough and it's getting me thinking about stuff. I find it incredibly harrowing that Victor basically has a dead guy's brain copied into him and has to do whatever House tells him to do.

Trudy is telling me how 'it's' hiding something, and doesn't trust Victor at all. Easy Pete telling me how he's harmless and "a broken down relic with no place to be."

Got me thinking again about how Victor's just been rolling around every so often in Goodsprings (while I'm assuming every so often switching consciousness to another robot). Why? Why keep watch over Goodsprings? It's not like it's instrumental to the strip or House at all to hang around there for 10 years.

Which leads me to the deeper questions like how much humanity remains in him? How much of the person he's based on remains specifically? Does he still think like a human, or are all the processes now... hmm filtered through machine like reasoning?

What got me thinking about Victor in this way again was suddenlyremembering how I asked him to help us defend Goodsprings in my first playthrough, and he didn't show up. Feeling disappointed. Then I think I used science skill when I next saw him to determine 'someone' (obv House in retrospect) had shut him down to prevent him showing up to help.

Incredibly horrifying to think that someone who owns you could shut you down like that, no matter their relationship when he was human. If House can shut him down, and gets him to do things like follow me around but not get involved, then how much free will does he have over his actions? Has Victor changed in the last 200 years? Or is he stuck exactly as he was when his brain was scanned, except that he has no choice in what he does now if House doesn't like it. Does he get to die if he wants to? Or is he too useful to House to be allowed that? Can House mess around with his artificial brain or just simply manipulate him into doing what he wants the old fashioned way? Is his compliance with House out of habit from when he was human, choice because he still agrees with House's ideas, or is there no choice for him?

I vaguely remember the explanations he gave me in the Lucky 38 in a previous playthrough making me sad. I can't even remember what he said exactly about himself, but I remember lots of questions feeling left unanswered. Which is part of the fnv experience of course... But, in this case I just couldn't even look at Victor standing outside the Lucky 38 without feeling bad. And now seeing him rolling around Goodsprings it's bringing back some of the sadness

I know part of the fun of FNV is creating your own ideas, roleplaying, deciding how to take situations where it isn't fully fleshed out or the constraints of the game are showing. So idk, I hope maybe I'm thinking about it all in a certain way, and maybe I come across or reason out another way to think about these Victor questions in my current playthrough. But for now he's a bunch of unanswered questions to me.

[dadddybangtan]

booty call w/ txt (m)

pairing: txt x fem!reader

warnings: smut obvi, established relationship/fwb/just friends/situationship depending on the member

word count: 0.8k

a.n. excuse me while i try to cope with being in, yet another, situationship

yeonjun,,,

- the type to always hit you up in the middle of the night

- gives you a hard time the few times you hit him up

- “ugh ur so needy” he’ll text you as he’s grabbing the car keys

- you know he doesn’t live that far away and he’s a virgo so he’s always punctual

- when you greet him at the door, you want to kiss his irresistibly juicy lips

- but you can’t,, it’s too romantic

- no matter how many times you guys hook up, he can’t help but attack your neck the moment the door closes

- he’s hungry and horny

- he worships your body, hands begging to tear off your pajamas

- and the way his hands roam your body is simply divine

- no wonder you were needy

- he meets all of your needs

soobin,,,

- sends you the cutest yet cringiest hints ever

- “hey… i’m missing you..”

- you laugh at this, knowing exactly what it means when sent at 1am

- “oh yeah, what do you miss about me” you tease him

- “everything :(”

- “be more specific hon”

- you know exactly what he wants, what he needs from you, but you want to torture him a little bit

- you like playing hard to get

- “your body, your lips ur chst,”

- “hon are you typing with one hand again?”

- “pls com ovr & fck meee”

- that’s your boy, touching himself and begging for you

- “that’s all you had to say binnie. be there soon. don’t cum before i get there”

- you send this knowing you wouldn’t be there soon. you intend to be a little later than soon. just to torture him a little more

- just to see him that desperate when he opens the door for you

beomgyu,,,

- you’re masturbating to an old collection of videos beomgyu sent you

- you get off on his moans as he strokes his huge, veiny cock

- until you see he’s calling you

- “h-hello?”

- all you hear is moaning over the line. not as clean as the videos unfortunately, but still very audible through the phone static

- “my hands not doing the job, y/n”

- “yeah well neither is mine”

- “let me come over”

- you don’t wanna give in that easily, you didn’t wanna seem that horny, so you play a little game

- “right now? it’s almost three in the morning”

- “oh i’m sorry did you wanna reschedule your orgasm for tomorrow?”

- then you remember that beomgyu doesn’t play games

- he’s direct and ruthless

- “leave the door unlocked, yeah? and don’t have any panties on”

- and when he’s riled up, he doesn’t calm until he cums

- he somehow turns a ten minute drive into a five minute drive

- and the moment, he arrives you learn why he requested no panties when he’s on his knees eating you out

taehyun,,,

- you two have been platonic friends for years, college mates

- finals have been kicking his ass so he hasn’t reached recently

- until a random tuesday night

- he calls you and you answer immediately

- “hear me out”

- “no” you say playfully

- “can we just fuck.. real quick?”

- you’re silent. what can you say? he’s just a friend. you never saw him that way?

- or do you?

- you think about his muscular physique and how it would feel to ride him

- “like tonight?”

- “yeah, sorry if it’s weird i’m just really stressed with finals and everything”

- “ugh this is why they say men and women can’t be friends.”

- “we’d still be friends, you’re just helping me out… if you want to of course”

- you think on it a bit. would it be so bad?

- he’s always kept his word. your friendship wouldn’t be ruined with a little fucking around

- “what’re friends for?”

- it’s a little awkward when he arrives. but when he picks you up and eats you out against the wall, things happen quite naturally between you two

huening kai,,,

- you’re on the phone with your boyfriend of three months

- he’s telling you about his long recording schedule. his voice sounds tired and while it’s hard to hear him so overworked.. unfortunately, it also sounds really sexy

- “babe, you should sleep over, i’ll make you some tea” you say sweetly with ulterior motives

- “i would love to but my schedule starts really early tomorrow”

- “well the quicker you get here, the more time you can spend sleeping”

- he gives in and quickly starts his commute to your place

- you have tea ready as promised and he thanks you with a long, lingering hug

- your hands wander, dropping down his back, to his sides and then his hips

- his body turns you on so much, you can’t help but kiss him

- he teased your lips with his tongue and you start to feel his hard-on in his pants

- “i know you you didn’t invite me over just for tea”

- “you sounded tired from singing all day and i really did miss you”

- “you missed my dick too” he says, pressing his crotch against yours

[bettydice]

I have finished Veilguard. A bunch of thoughts under the cut!

The Companions: Loved all of them and all the banter and their interactions. I thought the companion quests were fantastic and there was a lot of content there and I enjoyed it all. Voice acting was fantastic and some line deliveries made me tear up. And while it was honestly nice to have everyone get along well and be respectful with each other, I did miss some... bite and conflict. Like you get all those delicious conversations with Solas and questioning of motives and I wanted more of that sort of thing. Also I'd die for Assan and Manfred. The Environments: This is definitely one of the strongest parts of the game for me. Everything is gorgeous and I loved just walking around, exploring. I thought they found a great balance of streamlined and exploration! Puzzles were at a difficulty that I can still enjoy (thus very simple, I'm sure other people are annoyed by that) and it made exploring satisfying and relaxing instead of a chore. And I loved seeing changes in the environments after certain events or NPCs moving into places that I'd cleared. I rarely fast travelled because I loved walking through the Crossroads so much.

Rook: Overall, I enjoyed Rook. I chose Erika Ishii's voice for my first playthrough and thought it was fantastic. Also loved every Mourn Watch dialogue option. However... Rook has a loooot of auto dialogue and the dialogue options feel quite limited, so I'm worried about replays and being able to make different Rooks actually feel different. Also hate to say this, but Rook could smile a little less in cutscenes... I also don't think you can play a Rook that antagonizes any companions or is just plain shit at conflict resolution.

Combat: Even though I never felt like I fully mastered it, I enjoyed it. And especially after recently replaying all the other games - the dragon fights were so much cooler (though as a mage, they were also 80% running around screaming). I didn't miss being able to control my companions, except for taking screenshots. Romance: I romanced Bellara and I love her, she is my beautiful wife. I do wish there'd been more romance specific content, especially because you get to see soo much of your companions getting together and being together and you're just there like... what about me? Spare romance banter for Rook pls? I didn't even get a romance specific greeting! Though ultimately, I'm really happy with the romance and the ending added some welcome drama, because Bellara was the one that got abducted by the blight/Elgarnan and yesss! The drama! The fade statues guilt trip! She's so smart and fierce when she returns! And the last scene was super sweet. <3

Story: Overall I'd say... Yay? Loved all the Lore drops and actual answers. Thought the side quests were well done and interesting. Another shout out to the companion quests! All in all, I'm satisfied with the ending, I think. HOWEVER! You can feel the Things We Didn't Import all over the game. There were so many moments where I was like, okay they COULD have mentioned xyz here easily, but no, they have to go out of their way to be vague or not let you talk to this character much. I don't need actual cameos (Isabela you deserve better) but there's so many missed opportunities for simple mentions or codex entries and it's such a shame. Because this IS the culmination of the story and why can't we see that reflected in little moments, so that we can truly feel the depth of the story once more? But I do love the Codex! There's so much good stuff in there! I might even go back and read all the Codex entries I haven't yet. Oh, why do we see no Elves working for Solas? Did he manage to get his entire spy network killed before the game? Classic Solas. Music: Soundtrack was fine, better than I expected tbh though a few scenes had some really awkward whimsical music that made me go ?????????? The Varric thing is dumb. The 'twist' only works because I guess nobody ever mentioned his death ever again. I hate sacrificing character development or People Behaving Normally for twists.

Why is the Inquisitor still wearing FUCKING PYJAMAS. Really wish there was an option to dye armour. The decision between Minrathous and Treviso is a cool concept and loved (though hated) seeing the fallout but what.... Rook and their two buddies are the only thing standing between a city and complete ruin???? I do not think so.

That's all for now.

[passionateseadruid]

Dusk 1 of 5

CW: ANGST!! Like a lot of it. NO COMFORT!! Later chapters will be sweeter. Pls note: I'm going to try to get one chapter out every month but it might be every other month.

Summary:

You are Lucifer’s first and most loyal friend. This is a story deep diving into how you become his second wife and the object of his obsession.

From the first moment I was alive all my thoughts surrounded him. I had no other drive than the will to keep him safe and happy. He was my everything. My love, my light, my Lucifer.  

He was beautiful (he still is). But from the first moment she saw him she knew that she never would see Gold hair that rivaled the beautiful gold of the sun, a soft pink colored eyes that made the morning sky seem dull in comparison, a smile that shook the very core of her being, a laugh that was more melodic to her than any orchestra could ever perform or any minstrel could ever compose, he was perfect.

Sure there were others: the brave and intelligent Michael, the wise and protective Gabriel, the compassionate and salubrious Raphael, the empathetic and dutiful Azrael, and the fair and artistic Uriel, but none of them were Lulu, none of them were hers. Lulu was hers because she was his. She was made for him. So obviously they were each other’s.

One could ask themselves what she is and why she was made. The answer is simple, she’s a gester (Because she’s a jester gesture) a type of angel that's made and gifted specifically as entertainment. 

Much like the cherubs were made to help with tasks (i.e. helping Gabriel and Uriel send messages, helping Micheal in his guardian angel duties, etc.) and guardian angels were made to protect humans from the ways of sin, gesters were made with the express purpose of keeping their target happy. However our leading lady here is special in two regards. 1, she was the first to ever be made, and 2, she had a secondary function of keeping Lucifer safe above all else. 

He jumped into my arms, so excited to meet me for the first time. His hair smelled like cherries. And his little arms just barely wrapped around my frame. The moment I started to develop feelings for him. The moment that I fell for him. We spent every second of every day together. Every new creation of his was a game we played and a story we told. We told stories of dragons and high seas adventures and sometimes I'd tell a scare story so he'd sneak into my bed and cuddle me for closure at night. He thinks I have no idea but I totally do!

...

“What should we call this flower?” Lucifer smiled. 

“Rose. It’s the same shade as your eyes after all.” She looked at him like he was the only thing in existence. Like everything and everyone else was supplementary to his majestic nature. 

He smiled at her softly as a pale gold dusted his already rosie cheeks. “Thank you.

Lucifer called her over “Look at these creatures!”

“LULU!! DUCK!!” She yelled as the mother bird swooped towards him

“Duck… I like that for thEM!!” She tackled him to the ground, making sure to brace his head.

There he laid under her, him about 130 and her only 120. That right then was the moment she fell in love with him. It was the moment she realized that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.

He smiled and laughed at her as she blushed at him. 

“S-so you wanted to name these ones duck?”

“Mhm! I do feel bad for this little gray one though… so different from the others.”

"Lulu... I don't think that's a duck."

"Are you sure? This one was with all the other little ducks... duck... duck... duckling! Let's call these baby ducks ducklings!"

"What are you two doing?" Michael asked as he and Azrael floated near you. Michael had blond hair, much like Lucifer but it was styled in a windswept wavey haircut and some long bangs. He had dark blue eyes as well. His face was stoic, bordering on harsh.

Now Azrael had long messy black hair with emo bangs, and silver hair. Azrael smirked and flipped through the air with his black and silver wings.

"Azzie!" Lucifer's little lady ran over and hugged Azrael. Azrael giggled and lifted her off the ground.

"Hey Sunni!" Azrael smiled and nuzzled into the side of her hair.

Michael sighed and placed a hand on her shoulder causing her to look over at him. "You both know that you're not allowed to name the creatures. The heavenly father's creatures "Humans" will be naming them."

She looked at him embarrassed and sadly. "I'm sorry Mikey."

He sighed. "Let's just get you two back home."

Don't get her wrong she did care about the other Arch angels. But they didn't exactly need Gesters. Lucifer was seen as a troublemaker and he needed someone to keep him in line while also keep him from being bored out of his skull 24/7. The others didn't. Michael and Gabriel were always focused on their studies, seemingly having something to prove despite the fact that they were beloved for their philosophical debates. Azrael (Despite being the grim reaper) was quite the social butterfly, though he always knew when to back off from people (Unlike a certain short blond who often (unpurposely) pushed people's buttons). Raphael was a kind soul, a gentle soul, who's always willing to help out when asked. Uriel was a sweet girl who always pushed Lucifer to expand his creativity to new heights. She wants him to challenge himself, and other than his little Gester (and the Heavenly Father) Uriel was the only one who believed that he could do great things if he was given the proper guidance.

Speaking of the other Arch Angels, let's talk about them in a bit more detail. Gabriel had dark blond hair in a short undercut with aqua eyes with some freckles dashed across his face. Raphael had brunette hair that went down to his shoulders and seafoam green eyes. And Uriel who had long platinum hair braided into a fishtail braid and heterochromia, with one golden eye and one being teal.

...

As the years continued to go by Lucifer's loyal little retainer fell more and more in love with him. She loved everything about him. From his soft delicate porcelain skin, to his sweet songs that he composed for her, to even his most gentle hugs that made her feel warm, loved, and safe.  

It's funny. I was made to protect him and yet his mere presence is enough to comfort and soothe my soul. His arm that hold he like a gentle rose... they make me feel so safe and secure. Oh sweet lucifer, my love for you so pure. Your lips dance as you sing songs of beauty so chaste and it's all for me. You call for me and I respond to you as I always will. For you are my soulmate! we shall be together forever. I shall be your wife and you my husband, us childhood sweethearts, just as the elders intended. I love you more than anything else in this whole world!

Ah young love. It's a beautiful thing isn't it. Or it would have been... 

However Lucifer started to see her less and less as the days went by. This was very distressing for the poor Gester. She had no will outside him, a truly tragic existence. All she wanted was to be with him forever, but now she has to fill her days with something else. So she sought out the company of another. Sweet Azrael.

"Azzie... am I doing this right?" She asked as she flailed one of his scythes around.

He merely laughed at her. "No Sunni." He fixed her hand placement and held his hands over hers as he helped her swing down at an angle. "Like this."

"Azzie?"

"Hm?"

"Why do you call me Sunni?" She looked at him curiously.

"Because you're always so bright, and you radiate joy. Plus your and my brothers relationship reminds my of that and the smallest planet in the humans solar system."

"Pluto?"

"Actually according to this new Seraphim "Sera" or whatever her name was "Pluto shouldn't be a planet because it orbits the sun strangely! And It's too small!" You know who else is different and small?"

"Luci?" She smiled at the thought of her beloved.

"Exactly! My baby brother is small but he's everyone's favorite!"

"Well he is quite beautiful..." She muttered, blushing slightly.

And mine.

Azrael smirked. "What was that?" He almost always made that smug face of his.

Her blush grew. "NOT IMPORTANT!!" She laughed nervously and tried to reroute the conversation. "S-so you were mentioning the smallest plant in the solar system?"

"Oh yeah! Venus... come here I want to show you something!" He takes her over to the edge of the city in the white and golden gates and they look over a terrace at the world down below. "Look it's earth! It's almost night for the humans, and there it is. Venus. You can only see it once the sun has almost completely set. Like the sun is protecting it." 

The two angels were looking down at the night sky from a world too far above for anyone to see. Azrael was consumed in the stars and planets but his comrade had other plans. She gently pulled away and traced her fingers along the terrace until she found what she was looking for. 

"Humans..."

"Yes. quite fascinating I must say." Gabriel smiled as he joined her.

She jumped at his sudden presence beside her. "Oh! Hi Gabby. How are you doing this fine evening?"

"I'm quite well my dear." He smiled.

"Is what they say about humans true?"

"Hm? Their free will?"

"Yes." She nodded.

"Why yes. Father made them to be completely autonomous. From himself, from us, even from each other."

"What does that mean?" She looked at him confused.

"It means that they get to choose what they do, from what they eat to when they get up to even whether they will obey Father or not." Gabriel explained to her calmly.

She looked at him like he's started speaking a foreign language "You've gone mad! No one's ever betrayed Father before!"

He merely looked down at them. "It's what Father said. The popular thought going around is that once there are enough of the human around they won't even have to like all of each other. Of course we still want them to all live in harmony but they'd get to choose who to spend their time with and when."

The girl by Gabriel's side was fascinated. She had no idea creatures could even do that. She lived her entire life going about whatever orders Lucifer gave to her (so long as they didn't contradict her core programing). but to see them down there... to see them so... free. It was incredible!

...

She decided the next day that she would take her own journey of free will. The elder angels had told her that she and Lucifer would marry when they were over two hundred years old but she couldn't wait that long. She decided to sneak down to earth to set up a grand romantic gesture for him. She found some beautiful metal that reminded her of the golds of their home. She decided to form them into rings so that they could still have something to remind them of each other even when they were apart.

She also decided to cut out some roses for him. Beautiful roses that reminded her of his eyes. She happily skipped towards the exit when she heard rustling in the bushes. She couldn't help but take a peek and found a small grove and saw Lucifer kissing the first woman. She was so beautiful. She was tall and blond and she had these beautiful lilac eyes framed by long dark gorgeous lashes. She was completely naked and happily showed off every curve to Lucifer who had no problem staring. She supposed that she would stare too. After all she was in a sense but mostly at the scene before her.

It broke her inside. Seeing the man she'd been created for, the man she'd been promised to, the man who wrote her all those songs and who'd willingly sought her out for comfort all those years ago, now lusting after another.

Lucifer finally noticed her and she quickly hid the gifts.

"Lulu- Um I mean Lucifer. Can you come here for a second?" She forced a smile on her face.

Lilith glared at you and Lucifer walked over bashfully. "It's not what it looks like! Please don't tell father-" He started to beg quietly as she interrupted him with the gifts.

"Here. These should help woo her. I'm sorry I interrupted your date."

He took the gifts and his eyes sparkled at her before he hugged her.

Oh these arms that once felt so warm now feel foreign to me. 

He ran back to Lilith with the gifts, not stopping to question why she had them in the first place.

"Thank you Lulu." Lilith smirked. She was just loud enough for you to hear.

She knew that she was taking everything from you. She saw it on your face, she was happy to. This was a power move. Lucifer was hers, and she was going to make that clear to everyone. She stole your special nickname for the man and was proudly parading it around as he flushed at it. He flushed in a way his loyal little angel never could make him do.

...

We all know what happened next. Lilith is banished from the garden and hid in heaven. Then Eve is made and she gives birth to her twins. Yada yada, apple of knowledge. Yada yada, banished from the garden 2 electric boogaloo. 

But then came the fall. The high council of elders, the other Archangels and the Heavenly Father Himself all decided that Lucifer (and Lilith by proxy) were to be punished. The skies were horribly rainy that day. Everything was gloomy as Lucifer's poor Angel was locked in her room as to keep her from interfering in the battle. She cried out for Lucifer as she looked out the window of her room.

"Luci!" She sobbed. "Please don't die... I never even got to tell you that I loved you..." Out the window she saw lightning striking over and over in the distance. it scared her half to death. She pounded her fists against the glass over and over again, until it broke. She pushed out the edges as to not get cut on any of the glass, before she flew towards the location of the lightning strikes.

"Azrael! You don't have to do this!" Lucifer begged.

"You have no odea how wrong you are." Azrael gritted his teeth, as tears fell from his eyes.

Lucifer's eyes softened in relief as he saw his best friend flying towards them. She grabbed Azrael's scythe and flipped him onto his back. "Luci, you go protect Lilith. I'll buy you time." She looked back at him and he nodded. She turned back to Azrael as he summoned another scythe. He sobbed as he looked at her and lunged toward her. She dodged and swung her blade in a circular motion to block his blade when he took at stab at her. His eyes kept flowing with tears and it ripped her heart out to see.

"Why? Why did you betray us?"

In the corner of her eye she saw a flash of blue wiz past her from far above in the sky. "I haven't betrayed you at all. You tried to hit me. I need to protect him, you know that."

Uriel tackled her to the ground. "We know..." Uriel turned toward Azrael. "He's right there! Take the shot Azrael!"

Azrael lined up his blow with Lucifer and charged up. Lucifer's little friend struggled to get free from Azrael's grip, until she finally pushed the Archangel off of her and ran towards Lucifer.

Raphael appeared next to Uriel and yelled "GET OUT OF THE WAY!!" But it was too late...

She turned back towards the group and froze in terror. Azrael’s blow cindered everything in its path, half her face gone… the only thing she could save with the last remnants of her magic was her eye, but in the process it turned as black as the void below them.

“Azzie?” tears stung her eyes. She had never seen his destructive magic before.

“(Y/n)!” He screamed, almost begging her to come back. It wasn’t meant for her… it wasn’t… she jumped in front of him out of instinct he was sure.

She sobbed. “Yuri? Raphy?” She looked to the others, begging for their forgiveness. Not for her, all she’d done was get in the way, but for him. She needed to protect him. Even if he’d never love her the way he loved Lilith… she would give him her life.

A scream was heard from behind her…

The cliffs… MICHAEL!!

She ran toward them. How could she be so stupid? How could she have let him slip by? How could she have not seen Michael pass her? Unless she did…

That flash of blue in the sky!

She ran towards Lucifer as Michael was about to strike, but instead of trying to hit Michael she covered Lucifer and Lilith with her wings resulting in Michael slashing through them by accident.

Gabriel tried to pull her away as Michael stood frozen in fear. She struggled as Gabriel threw her to the ground and tried to push Lucifer off but she staggered in front of Lucifer and pushed him and Lilith to the side. Gabriel ended up pushing her off the cliff and down to the fiery pits lucifer had created. 

She fell faster and faster as hot, fat tears of fear streamed down her face. She landed to the ground with a thud. Her body ached, she was sure that if she were human she would most certainly be dead. And as she lay there she saw a rainbow of comets falling above her. More angels falling from the heavens, and she could tell you each one of them.

Her wings were tatern and torn; damage almost to the point of no repair. Her body ached, it felt like her boned were shattering with each movement she made. But then she saw it. A soft rose light, diming into a bright red. Lucifer was falling. She forced herself to get up. She forced herself to walk to where he was. Even if every step felt like walking on miles of nails, broken glass, and Legos. She had to see him again. She had to! She-

His eyes were cold and uncaring. The first thing she saw when she was reunited with him was his glare that had turned a dark red. The look in his eyes wasn't one of hate. Oh but how she wished it was. Hate would mean that she would still hold a place in his heart and mind even if it was caked in malice and vengence. No the way he looked at her was indifference. Apathy pooled in his eyes and in the cut in his chest and the side of his head.

Her heart shattered as he walked off, never turning back. All she could do fall fall to her knees and let the tears sweep down her cheeks as she screamed his name.

[lordhavemercyyyyy]

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[xstarkillerx]

just read ur post about a smaller person tryna dom ani… and while I agree with how you describe him, I feel like ppl forget how whipped this man becomes when in love 😭 he kisses the floor you’d walk on. If you asked him to let you dom (or he’d want you to anyways cuz he has major mommy issues and wants to be cared for) he would say yes! Plus, his need for approval, love, attention, and belonging are literally causing this too. If you were unsatisfied or angry with him he would quite literally die inside a bit and probably beg for another chance “ok fine please I’ll let you pls please please don’t- don’t leave me”. Even with padme this man was insecure and thinking she would leave him/cheat on him, now imagine his reaction if reader was like “fine” he would overthink and get paranoid as hell. Or if you were unsatisfied with his performance he would take out his anger during sex tryna prove that he is good and then prob cry afterwards 💀💀💀. Anyways I fully believe that anakin would let his lover dom him no matter how short LMAOOO. I could do a whole character analysis on this subject but you already are very well versed with his characterization/psyche. Pls feel free to add on or anything, I eat up anything idc what it is 😭

Source: How to Dom Anakin when you're shorter than him

I mean this kindly anon, I think you might have a bit of a misguided understanding of both the original post and Anakin's character.

The original ask sent wasn't asking wehether or not Anakin would take a submissive role, because he would it's pretty well agreed upon that he switches, it was actually expressing a desire for a specific kind of dominance over him that OP felt they wouln't be able to achieve becaue of their height. As stated in the original answer, there are many many different types of dominant styles, OP specifically wanted physical dominance, as stated "i just wanna pounce and wrestle him into submission before fucking his brains out." So the point of the post wasn't if you want to dominate Anakin you have to do it physically because otherwise he won't let you, the point was if you want to dominate him physically when you're short it becomes a mental game because you will lose the physical game. You said "I fully believe that anakin would let his lover dom him no matter how short," and I agree because that's exactly what happened in the original post. Do you think for a second Anakin couldn't get out of that position if he wanted to? He's a 6 foot something martial artist, everything that happened in that scenario is something he let happen willingly, the ask to dominate was just said gradually through body language rather than verbally. There was so "Anakin can I dom you tonight?" because that's lazy writing, instead the question was asked when she led him away from his work, and then it was asked again when she got on top of him, and then it was asked again when she teased him to the point of wanton-ness, and then it was asked again when she pinned his arms down. Anakin let himself be dominated and of course he did, it's in his nature, just because it's a playful dom/sub exhange with a very gradual lending of power rather than something swift and explicit as a verbal agreement does't mean he was tricked. Sexually I think Anakin is receptive to most things on all points of the Dom Sub spectrum because he is such a person of intensity, he could take masochism, he could take could take soft dominance, casual dominance, strict dominance, tbh I just think he wouldn't do good with neglect or human furniture stuff because that's a little too vulnrable.

Anakin is an interesting character because there are a lot of things he tells himself and if the audience doesn't think critically about them, they will just believe blindly. Anakin is not a man who would do anything for love, although it might seem that way with all he's risked in the name of his marriage, it's actually more complex than that. the thing he would actually do anything for is power and he uses love as his scapegoat. He killed children in the name of saving his marriage but he wouldn't leave the jedi in the name of saving his marriage, why? Because power was more important to him than love, he liked being a soldier, he loved being a general he liked being a jedi because he liked the ower it gave him, he's a sith after all. Killing padme was a decision he regretted for the rest of his life but it's still a decision he made. The dark side doesn't control your mind, it makes you give up on your moral code so you release you inhibitions and humanity. Anakin choked his pregnant wife, what does that tell you about about the way he kissed the ground she walked on. He wanted to believe he was a man who would do anything for love, that is the narrative he sold himself over and over and over and over, but he chose palpatine over his marriage.

"If you were unsatisfied or angry with him he would quite literally die inside a bit and probably beg for another chance 'ok fine please I’ll let you pls please please don’t- don’t leave me,"

Maybe when he was a bit younger, but I believe Anakin would sooner threaten you than beg you to stay. Actually he would say he doesn't understand why you feel this way, and then he would tell you all the reasons you're wrong for feeling this way, and then he would lash out at you. Anakin doesn't really ever apologize and mean it because he never really believes he's wrong. He's been set apart his entire life, told he's special, been naturally very gifted and this bred extreme entitlement in him, that's why he's always going against protocol, he thinks his way is better than the establshed infrastructure. He definitely is insecure I'll give you that, but his response to insecurity is posession and rage, not apology and attonement and certainly not begging. In the ROTS novelization, there ae times where Anakin makes Padme feel like a bug in her own home because of the way he expresses his beliefs. He doesn't really have any submissive tendencies in his every day life despite his ability to switch in the bedroom, until it comes to palpatine who validates him and waves power in his face like a carrot on a stick. I don't necessarily think he's approval seeking either because he thinks he's above the sytem, his pettiness about wanting the rank of master wasn't because he wanted the council's approval it's because he wanted power and influence, the council already approved of him, he was on the council.

Anyway, a lot has changed about the way I write Anakin since writing that post, but I still think it holds water as a fun domestic physical domination scenario with Anakin.

[asoftspotforangels]

so I was tagged three times lately so I am putting it all in one post XD

from least to most difficult askfhjadkhfjkdlhaf

from @hardboiledteacozy 💝

⟡ rules : answer + tag 9 people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with!

⟡ fav color : green 💚

⟡ last song : Moment's Silence (Common Tongue) by Hozier

⟡ last movie : Barbie (I haven't seen any movie since last year lol). tv series - 1670

⟡ currently reading : I just finished I'm Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy and started 1F: Fukushima I Nuclear Power Plant Work Log by Tatsuta Kazuto

⟡ currently watching : Dungeon Meshi 🍳

⟡ currently craving : some nice juicy oranges 😔 if anyone has tips on how to choose the best oranges, let me know pls

⟡ coffee or tea : I like coffee only if it's a sweet treat (so with milk and sugar or some sugary syrup); tea, however !! 🥰 a few days ago I opened a blend I got who knows how many years ago and from where or from whom, it's green and white tea, and it's soooo gooood~

from @minnichan 💗

Rules: pick a song for each letter of your url and tag that many people. my url is too long for that lol

I have a playlist for songs I currently listen to, let's see if it's enought to complete this game… there's not a huge variety of artists tho ^^"

A - Appaloosa by Lor S - Sinktank by Inabakumori O - Overdose by Natori (hi minni!!!! I saw a cover of it in one of your asks lately!!! :3) F - fanfiction by Lor (yes, that's a lyrics video on their official channel xd) T - Tail by Sunmi (when will she come back to Poland TT__TT) S - Sweet Dream from Alien Stage by C!naH / by BL8M (I have both versions on my playlist, yeah) P - Post Shelter by Inabakumori O - Order of Silence from Genshin (ost from Cyno's demo) T - Trafalgar Square by Lor F - FightSong by Eve O - Overture from Jesus Christ Superstar 1996 R - Ruler Of My Heart from Alien Stage ( ‼ spoilers from Alien Stage here ‼ cw: blood, violence, death, panic attack) A - agaki (亜ガキ) by Ora (sometimes the background music skips between left and right side and I love it) N - Nonsense Bungaku by Eve G - A Gentleman's Fantasy from Honkai Star Rail (amazing boss theme!!) E - Ezra Was Right by Grandbrothers (this one starts quite slowly, if you're impatient you can start at 3:15 xD) L - Lagtrain by Inabakumori S - $hrek 2 by Lor (cw: guys without shirts fighting at school)

Lor is a Polish band that I recommend with my whole heart :3

many Eve's MVs are like short animes, I love them so so much

the whole Alien Stage is quite short, because it's basically made of music videos and there's less than 10 rn (here's a playlist for anyone interested) (but it can be quite triggering sometimes)

fuck gachas and their gambling, but genshin and star rail have amazing music

here's a very fun fact: I started listening to Eve and Inabakumori last year on April 17 and May 4 respectively, so about a year ago!!

from @dangerliesbeforeyou 💖

list 5 topics i can talk on for an hour without preparing any material

this one's difficult!!!! because I can endlessly talk about my fandoms and blorbos........only. I don't feel knowledgeable on anything specific, but I could, however, ramble on about my interests

I'm back to that Stardew Valley Grind™ rn so I could talk a lot about my farm. my first farm. year three, winter, and it's probably the ugliest farm you've ever seen. and. and also. my cyhaino sdv au brainrot. 😳

genshin, especially my ultimate blorbo Alhaitham 🌱 idk, I just like this guy, I saw first leaks and I was like 👉 this guy. this is my dude.

my babeys blue lions from fire emblem 3 houses 😭 I chose them in my first playthrough and I still do NOT care about anyone else (that's an exaggeration, I care about others, but... not as much... 😔) also, Sylvain is there and flirty red guys are my ultimate weakness. I know he can, just, switch to your house if you're playing female Byleth (lol), but I don't want to separate him from his friends 😭 they're all traumatised and need hugs

painting and drawing! lately I fell back in love in traditional art and I picked up acrylic painting, and I'm watching a lot of videos and learning a lot - by my own trial and error too, but it's fun!

various handcraft I learned - embroidery, crocheting, knitting, punch needle, sewing - and stuff I created. I don't do all these all the time, only when I feel like it so.....irregularly lol! but I have lots of ideas and some plans, and unfinished works

tagging: @natowe @one-trash-alek @hardboiledteacozy @dangerliesbeforeyou @minnichan

@vanyafresita @giosele @shuuenka @thebrokenwriter911

tagging everyone for everything, do whichever you want or nothing at all, no pressure ✨

(but I love reading other people's answers :3)

pretty dividers from @cafekitsune (x)

[booksandpaperss]

for the oc ask thing can you do 2, 11, and 16 pls🙏 any or all three idc i need to know things about her so bad

hey nyx! absolutely and I’d love to tell you about her so let’s goooo

How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?

Hardly ever I’m gonna be so real. Tessa is… very Insecure and she’s also really angry about the fact that she’s insecure so she doesn’t really like to verbally acknowledge that she feels close to someone, instead showing that she cares with actions, and she doesn’t always do the greatest job with that either. There’s also only a few people she’s close to and she has pretty unique relationships with them that can’t really be properly labeled with just one word. I think the only time she’s referred to someone as her friend out loud was when Sophia outright asked her if she considered them friends, and Tessa answered honestly that yes she did bc she’s really gay for her 🙏

If someone was impersonating them what would friends/family ask or do to tell the difference? This one def made me have to think bc it’s so specific and once again, Tessa isn’t close to a lot of people and even the people who care about her don’t really understand her until it’s too late. With that being said I think Terra and Nami (basically her found family) would do something that they’d know annoys her and then observe the reaction, and Sophia would just look at Tessa with her big brown eyes and just Know whether it’s her or not bc she’s just like that. I’m actually so sure Sophia would be able to tell it was an imposter as soon as they spoke like one word lol

What kind of people do they have arguments with in their head?

This is a funny one to me bc Tessa canonically starts hearing VoicesTM in her head like midway through book one and they get progressively louder and worse, it’s a whole thing. So like, the voices. She has arguments with the ancient inhuman voices in her head. lol.

Anyways thx so much for asking bestie! I hope these made sense bc you picked fun ones 🙏

OC ask game!

[dramarising-replacement]

Free art threads.

Made a couple of these in the past, and I'm actually considering just.. not doing them on this site anymore? I actually think I'd be better off doing free art for people on Toyhou.se instead.

Cue the rant.

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So I'm sure some of y'all are familiar with the "Creative Corner" in the forums, yeah? You can share random art you've made, ask people how much they'd pay for your art, that sort of thing. Then, you got the free art threads. They can be titled things like "Drawing ur dragons :33" and "bored, draw humans. bye." and you'll also see the same couple users posting in those threads, but I'm not here to name-drop lol.

The ones who I have a problem with are the ones who don't read anything. Like, at all. You could spend thirty minutes crafting a decent looking thread, filled with information (but not TOO much, just enough to answer most people's questions) and highlight the "rules" part of your thread that has specific steps to follow for free art. Wanna know what the majority of the commentors on your thread are gonna do?

"[Insert dragon image] Pls draw :)" or "[Link to a page with over 60+ dragons] choose whatever one you want.]" and that's about it. There won't be any mention of any steps you wanted them to follow, (The steps are usually very simple, too. As in, let the artist know the bare minimum idea of what you want. I'm talking about expressions here. That's literally all they'd have to do to get some scrumptious free art.) and that feels kinda invalidating, y'know?

I'm not asking the commentors to describe a whole scene for me, I'm just asking them to give me ONE LITTLE IDEA (again, an expression or maybe if they want a bust) and I'll do the rest for them, free of charge. The art that they'd be getting isn't some random disaster of a sketch, nono, it's fully-colored and shaded. It also doesn't look like something that a 5 year old drew. (No shade to people who draw like that, I was stuck like that for years.) Bro, just do a MINIMAL amount of reading and I'll draw your dragon that has an absurd amount of apparel to tje point where it hurts my eyes.

..It doesn't just stop there, either. I've also seen these people never reply to artists who have given them an absolute masterpiece of a drawing, for free. Bro. You serious? I get that some people are inactive, which I'm not bothered by. But the ones who aren't? ...Ehh, I just think you could at least thank the artist before returning to the void with your free art.

The moral of the story is; Do the bare minimum and read what matters in a post, and thank the artists who draw your dragons for free. Especially the ones who could've easily charged you 1kg+ for the work they've done.

If you're socially awkward, then cool. I get that. If you can't afford to pay artists with fictional pixel money, then go ahead and visit the free art threads. I'm not trying to gate-keep them, I literally make these threads. I just don't enjoy having people put zero effort in their requests and then never acknowledge the fact that I drew their dragon for them. Just my thoughts, everyone views things differently and that's okay!

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Btw, I mentioned Toyhou.se because I've posted on both before, and while there are SOME similarities in the users' behavior, there's also some notable differences, too.

Common flight rising free art thread comment: [doesnt read text and adds dragon image] thanks if you draw.

Common Toyhou.se free art thread comment: [links a character, goes into a VERY in-depth explanation about how said character acts, very passionate too. Usually reads rules, too.] Thanks if you draw. (gotta stay consistent lol)

Obviously there are some differences in the sites which affect how the users act, I get that. One's a literal dragon collecting game and the other one's focused on writing and drawing characters, it's expected that one would read more than the other.

...But again, free art. Not paid, but free. Someone takes time out of their day to draw your dragon. Just give them a simple "thanks" and go on your merry way. That's all you gotta do. Lets them know their effort was appreciated, and shows that you're a nice person. Win-win.

Please man, just read. Did I mention that these threads usually have a maximum of 100 words? I don't usually type this much. But damn, this just irritated me so much.

Well, that's the end of this rant. Like I said, a few people are obviously going to disagree with some/maybe everything I've said, and that's life. This was a disorganized rant, and that's all it's going to be.

[pumpkaboo-princess]

new pinned post time!! welcome to my lil agere blog! it is entirely sfw - please no ns/fw interactions!!

Pumpkaboo's Profile:

-Name: Pumpkaboo

-Pronouns: she/they

-Age: 23

-I identify myself mostly as an age dreamer, and maybe a flip!

-This is a sideblog; I like + follow from a different blog that starts with the letter N! I'd like to keep them separate, but if you recognize me I promise I'm friendly as long as ur nice about it! :3c

My requests are: open!

(disclaimer- pls be patient with me, I struggle a lot with creativity and motivation, but I never delete old requests and hopefully I will eventually get around to them!! thank u for understanding <3)

Taking agere writing / headcanon requests for:

-Project Sekai (my favorite bands are Vivid Bad Squad and Nightcord at 25:00 but I can try my best to write for all of them!!)

-Rune Factory 4

-(maybe) Genshin Impact? (I don't keep up very well, so the older the character, the better I'll know them!)

-(maybe) Fire Emblem, specifically Fates?

Feel free to send in requests for the ones that say maybe though, I'll try my best!

Pumpkaboo's tags guide!

#pumpkaboo posts: any posts made by me!

#asks: any asks i've answered!

#agere games: any interactable posts by other ppl; choosing games, activity pages, etc!

#text posts: any posts that are primarily text!

#cute pictures: any posts that are primarily images!

#adorable art: any posts that are other people's art!! <3

#helpful stuff: any posts that are helpful/informational/resources!

#snacks: any posts primarily about/containing noticeable food, mainly for tw purposes just in case! If I miss tagging any of these, pls let me know!

#plushies: any posts primarily about plushies!!

#lil gear: any posts primarily about little gear! (i probably don't use this tag as much as i should, oopsies)

If you have ideas for other tags I can use, or certain things you want me to tag, just let me know!!

I think that's all the important info, thank u very much for reading! <3

[not-sewell]

hello i would like to know about your detectives pls so 1, 4, 8 and 17 for any of them you want (or all of them 👀) (@ do-this-for-me)

hello, friend. 💗 let me answer for everyone 👀

answering questions from The Wayhaven Chronicles | Ask Game.

1. What's their name?

well, i have 4 detectives:

Mona Batra (she/her), Dinah Fernandes (she/her - wouldn't mind they/them), Arzoo Shafri (she/her) and Nimah Sen (she/her)

4. What is their personality like?

Mona: Mona is warm and soft, but also incredibly cautious and brainy. interestingly, doesn't mind being the candle that burns itself to provide light to others, so to speak. fierce in a mama bear way & displays quiet resilience.

Dinah: Dinah is spirited. a firecracker. stubborn. but she also is passionate, kind and fiercely loyal. has a deep, deep love for people. a lot like her dad - something they are told more often than they like.

Arzoo: Arzoo is very artistic, very passionate and very driven. is also warm but in the way a ginger cookie is warm - in a slow, not-immediately-obvious way. this is mostly because of how intimidating she seems with her height and the grace she carries herself with.

Nimah: Nimah is a seemingly no-nonsense but always seems to have a sparkle in her eyes. extremely intelligent, very curious and very loving (but only once you peel away her 487 layers of "huh. okay"s and "hmm"s). used to be quick to anger, but she's worked through it.

8. What do they think of Unit Bravo?

Mona: as people, likes & trusts all the members of the team. their association with the Agency is something that she is quietly eyeing because she doesn't fully trust the Agency (though she doesn't show it). with N - well, she shares an increasingly complicated relationship with them, where she is aware that she is close to in love with them but cannot seem to get out of that odd limbo; so it's a very "when will they just kiss for the love of god" kinda situation in the Warehouse. M - her pal, her buddy, her bestie. deeply cares about what they think and what their opinions are. F - very, very protective of them. will fight god for them with nothing but a teaspoon if it may so be. A - she has a lot of respect for, but doesn't mind taking opportunities to annoy them because they're fun to annoy.

Dinah: likes and trusts all members of the team, no questions asked. the trusting part came before, obviously, because her amma trusts them so she trusts them. specifically, A - is in love with them; used to be kinda mad about their attraction towards them but cannot help but love the person that A truly is. F - light of her life, her ride-or-die, her home skillet biscuit and if anyone ever tried them, they are to let her know because they're her everything. N - never forgets the warmth with which N treated them from the get-go. genuinely likes the person that N is; has a lot of respect for them and seeks their thoughts on everything. M - has a kinda odd relationship with them where she likes them but also desperately wants their approval but not in a very obvious way.

Arzoo: grew to like and trust everyone in the team with not much help from their association with Rebecca, though she wasn't entirely too suspicious of them to begin with, either. (i am procrastinating the fuck out of playing Arzoo x M's full route in book 3 so my response will reflect that but-) specifically, M - is in a weird space with them rn. she is definitely aware of the fact that she feels very deeply for them but what does she really mean to them? N - kindred spirits in more ways than one. trusts them (with her heart, mostly) the most. deeply values their presence in her life. F - very sibling vibes. her heart immediately bursts with love for F because how could it not, honestly. A - respects them but really wishes they had more tact because it puts her off sometimes.

Nimah: like Arzoo, Nimah has grown to trust the team. she used to be used to be quietly suspicious of the team and didn't actively voice it because they seemed to help her get her job done, really, so... (i am also procrastinating the fuck out of playing Nimah x F's full route in book 3 so my response will reflect that but-) specifically, F - oh, so in love with them, will blurt it out someday. F is her first ever relationship and she sure got lucky immediately. A - just Gets Them. absolutely gets them and will really fight someone for them. N - feels an odd kind of protectiveness towards them, mainly because of how helpless they are with her no. 1 strength, tech. would totally hold them in her two hands and keep them safe in her pocket if she could. M - another person that she just Gets. seems to be in some sort of a respectable understanding with them, where you wouldn't immediately be able to tell that they're also friendly towards each other.

17. How did they join the Police?

Mona: Mona had a liking for psychology & criminal psychology, particularly, seemed to pique her interest. so she got herself a degree in criminology. there's also this sense of duty to serve & protect her town and her people and joining the force just made sense.

Dinah: Dinah has always had a lot of love for the people in her town & for the town itself, and like Mona, she also has a sense of duty towards Wayhaven. it just felt like a good choice then, to her, to join the force.

Arzoo: Rook was Arzoo's hero. she grew up listening to stories of him from people in the town; everyone seemed to have a story about Rook. naturally, she idolises him. so, it was kind of a no-brainer when it came to choosing a career in the force.

Nimah: Nimah chose to volunteer in the community in the later years of school and developed this sense of community with the people at Wayhaven and took that spirit further by joining the force. it didn't hurt that the job let her truly test her mind and put it to use better than most other jobs.

[torturingpeople]

hello ^_^

my name is nana! and this is a sideblog specifically for fallen london. here is my main (<- on that note: following + liking from nanitasheart) which is more multifandom / general

i like fallen london. and the first half of the 20th century. so expect to see some (a lot) of that here alongside whumpblr and wip stuff

my dms and asks are always open if u want to talk to me! pls talk to me lets be friends!!!! ^_^

important stuff:

my art commission prices as of 04/11/24 + comms

important note: anything i post with potentially triggering content will be warned above, and suggestive content will be tagged as #suggestive, and you are free and welcome to block this tag if you do not want to see this sort of content

main tags: all posts / my ocs / favs / asks / my art / my writing

fallen london tags: ask or tag games + answers / oc rambling / fl liveblogging / kisspocalypse 2 / fake fl screenshots

specific tags: art tips / writing tips / save for later / historical photos / historical clothing - feminine and masculine / paintings / webweaving

original work tags: hilbert's grand hotel + tag

fallen london ocs:

sir edison hollingsworth: the sybaritic laureate escort working under mr. wines in the parlour of virtue. notorious whore. histrionic personality disorder queen! actively going through a mental breakdown once a week. has major problems with his identity. but we love him. currently in self-exile in a room above a gambling den given to him by the scrimshander. 99% of london thinks he is permanently dead intro post + tag + fallen london profile + scuba/edison tag dr. johannes harper: the soothing counsellor the neath's only therapist. dr schlomo doesn't count and he doesn't think dr schlomo counts either. he hates dr schlomo. if he had no consciense he would murder him. divorced dad and it shows /pos. someone get this man out of the neath god forbid he sees any horrors... also @staring-at-my-keyboard's atlas is his found family son that he loves very dearly and dotes on intro post + tag + fallen london profile + his lamp-cat angioletto dove hartley: the volant hare a mystery! she's a little sprite of a woman who likes to write all of her letters in rhyming couplets. she'll leave you little clues for you to find her because she's all about that mystique. used to live in the same village as @staring-at-my-keyboard's atlas, and they grew up together! intro post + tag + fallen london profile lady marie brutus: the vicious capitalist a profit-loving, fascist, masterfucking cannibal that owns her late father's factory. she truly embodies the idea of a machiavellian leader. fires used to be a close ally with her father and is now an even closer ally with her. she's generally fond of all of the masters and dotes on them like a housewife. including the scolding and yelling. she's absolutely fucking horrible intro post + tag

miss freya tartini: the hallucinating violinist a popular violinist living with schizophrenia who derives her compositions from a demon in her mind named mephistopheles. she is in the world's most abusive, manipulative and toxic relationship with a demon named rosier steinmann (tag) and he is genuinely so horrible to her. she's very sweet though and also very girlfail but she's just a baby so it's ok. she's friends/in a very unbalanced parasocial relationship with @tequila-sunfall's ferdinand who is trying very hard to help her :-) intro post + tag + fallen london profile + rosier/freya tag

fallen london aus:

salad spinner au tag - a crossover between my novella and fallen london, mainly @staring-at-my-keyboard's ocs a second nemesis tag - a second version of the ambition "nemesis" featuring @your-friend-s-santos's oc scuba and edison

my profile picture is by the lovely wonderful amazing incredible @staring-at-my-keyboard i love you so much for drawing him so beautiful <33 /p

[thezenanna]

Ok, so I need to know more about aasimars having a gender-neutral body type, like that sounds so interesting! Pls explain further with this concept.

What do Dina, Maya and Gadrielle sound like to you? What kind of voices do you imagine them having? How different do each of them sound compared to the other (especially the twins!!)

(different anon btw. Hi).

Heyooo thanks for dropping by!

Okay so I absolutely need everyone to know that is is NOT a canon dnd assimar lore and not even DM-approved (yet?) 😅 Just something I made up!! Official Forgotten Realms 5e Aasimar lore here

Short answer: I think of celestials more as a genderfluid entity, it's just a divine or cursed being. Hence, Dina and Maya who have celestial heritage lean towards a rather gender-neutral body type. It could also just me being a nonbinary menace and showcase that through my oc lol :)

They do have a certain way of speaking! Dina's tone sounds serious and monotone. Maya's would be straightforward but down-to-earth playful (lots of "dudes"). Gad would have the sweetest and most charming voice, being a bard and a musical merchant.

May I interest you in some of my oc fics to enrich your curiosity??????

Loooong winded answer below!

Aasimars to my knowledge are basically humans that have a touch of celestial (celestial blood mixed in them, descendant from celestial, celestial herritage etc...basically mortals that have traces/lineage from other celestial planes).

Dina and Maya are aasimars. We've found through our games that they are descendants of a Ghaele--celestial eladrin, basically fey angels some sorts. One of the clearest physical traits being their pupilless almost white crystal eyes.

Now, I personally think or celestials--or angels--as 'creatures' rather than 'humanoids' in the 5e categories. Like if you wanna target them with a spell, you gotta use a spell that specifically said 'creatures' such as Hold Monster or Dominate Monster. For that 'loose' reasoning, I think of celestials more as a genderfluid entity, it's just a divine or cursed being. Hence, I wanna showcase this through Dina and Maya who have celestial heritage by leaning towards a rather gender-neutral body type!

Voice wise, I have not really thought of how they would sound bc when we're playing it's literally just my voice and my DM's voice all the time (we're no voice actors sadly). But we do try to portray them in a certain way they speak.

Dina is a socially awkward person. She reads a lot so she's used to speaking in her head more than outloud. So when she does speak outloud, it sounds almost too studious, monotone and unemotional. It's also funny because she can be a very emotional and passionate person, which shows through the pace that she speaks. She would stammer and stutter a lot when trying to get acquainted with someone for the first time (bless that -1 Charisma). She would rush straight to the point when she's angry that somebody hurt her lovers. Her voice would become scratchy when she's on the verge of breaking down as if she's trying to absorb all of that to herself.

Maya is a very playful, mischievous and a 'people' person. Prankster. It definitely makes up for where Dina lacks. I imagine she has the similar regional accent to Dina, but she sounds like your 'tough love bro' if that makes any sense. She does have that conversational wits so pickup lines--both terrible and good--are up in her arsenal. Cracking jokes left and right. Girl got humor for days. That being said, she sounds honest and down-to-earth with people she loves.

Gadrielle would sound like how an opera singer sounds when they talk in normal conversation. She is extremely charismatic. She sure knows when to lighten and when to emphasize. She for sure has a way with words. She picks and chooses her words carefully. She seems to be very calmed most of the time. Except for Maya who is married to Gad, I don't think we've ever seen Gadrielle say something she didn't mean or let slip of her anger in her words. There was this one very subtle occasion when talking about her wife Maya having the rights to beat the shit out of someone who manipulated her, but the words technically aren't that violent (it was more of her attitude in that case).

[austronauts]

so i had insane brainrot over the weekend and watched so many leafs videos and must unload my brainrot about specific videos somewhere and that place is tumblr. 

consider this like a “director’s commentary” of these videos but instead of a director you just have an unhinged marcandre3000 with a regrettable amount of time and wifi at her disposal

ANYWAY, notable moments from this Patty, Mitch, and Auston interview (and this is after Patty had already left the Leafs to go play for the Pens...which i’d...honestly completely forgotten about lmao)

2:47: patty’s kids begin to show up like little puppies just standing next to dad and you can see mitch start to laugh 

2:55: auston’s recollection of how mitch patty and auston became friends for the first time is INSANE because: first of all, auston points out that patty was pretty quiet when they first met, so this was probably auston’s impression of patty up to this point? like a veteran player he didn’t know very well who just joined the leafs. what do i mean by THIS POINT? WELL it’s when auston went out to dinner with a teammate, came back to mitch’s room, and found PATRICK MARLEAU, the NEW OLD MAN ON HIS TEAM, IN BED WITH MITCH WAITING FOR AUSTON TO WATCH....CARS 3 (not even Cars, not even Cars 2, CARS 3. i know i’ve talked about this before but this detail deserves its own little tangent: like -  of the 3 of them, u know without a sliver of a doubt that this movie was entirely mitch’s recommendation and the 2 of them playing along for mitch’s sake. which means...i don’t know? does mitch think cars 3 is a good movie? such a good movie that it warranted waiting for auston to return to partake in the Full Cinematic Experience?).  SO. auston and mitch met patty at the SAME TIME and yet in the SAME AMOUNT OF TIME.... auston about patty: pretty quiet guy! don’t really know him that well mitch about patty: he is my father and he is in my bed with me :D  IM - mitch marner is the usain bolt of finding father figures send tweet

4:55 - 5:15: Zeus starts to bark and mitch clearly notices it but doesn’t seem to know what to do about it, leading to my theory that mitch marner has no idea how to use the mute function on zoom, or that it even exists (mitch marner and the zoom mute function are like...conceptual OPPOSITES. they cannot coexist)

6:30: mitch’s phone starts to ring while patty is about to answer a fairly important question and he just..LETS IT RING and sits in happy obliviousness while auston CLEARLY notices and starts to laugh. then the infamous (infamous to whom? to me. isnt that enough!) “mitch pleASE” (so fond and yet so exasperated) moment happens, which obviously sets mitch into a completely incoherent spiral of yap yap yapping about how he didn’t know that was his phone? ringing? the more you listen to him the more you realize.....yes auston was so right, honestly. mitch, please.

7:00: landon and jagger (lmao i looked up all their names bc i felt bad just calling them ‘patty’s children’) spring up on camera like little bean sprouts and it’s just extremely adorable bc they clearly love auston and mitch a lot 

8:00: Mitch talks about how auston and mtich started taking extra sets of clothes when they went to patty’s because they’d get so sweaty playing mini-sticks and like. how intensely do you have to play mini-sticks with children to get that sweaty? good god. pls remind me to never play ANY casual game with professional athletes. i will die. 

9:10: the interviewer asks them who’s REALLY trying to win even though he’s pretending it’s not that big of a deal and I AM TELLING U from the LITTLE SIDELONG GLANCE THAT AUSTON STARTS GIVING THE CAMERA YOU fuckin KNOWWWWW ITS HIM AND THAT HEEEEE KNOWS ITS HIMMMMM *points accusatory finger* and it MAKES ME LAUGH SO MUCH. obviously patty and mitch DO pick auston and auston immediately launches into HIS own defensive yap-fest about how he’s just competitive, periodT.  Anyway, the only glimpses of auston we really get are like THE AUSTON MATTHEWS 34 FRANCHISE PLAYER OF THE LEAFS. so to catch his softer sides like this when he’s with 2 ppl (and patty’s kids) that he clearly trusts and cherishes is so! i am cradling these moments in my palms like a baby hamster!

10:00: the 3 of them start playing a game that requires them to write things on pieces of paper. and im SORRY. AUSTON TAYLOUR MATTHEWS. FRANCHISE PLAYER OF THE LEAFS. AND MULTIMILLIONAIRE. DOES NOT HAVE A SINGLE...ANYTHING RESEMBLING PAPER OTHER THAN PAPER PLATES????? AND THEREFORE WRITES ALL HIS ANSWERS ON PAPER PLATES? SIR. EVERYTIME I SAW AUSTON SOLEMNLY PICK ANOTHER PLATE OUT FROM HIS STACK OF PAPER PLATES I JUST STARTED LAUGHING.

11:22: Auston saying “yeah you were going to go play for the [Zurich Lions] too” to Mitch in a clear reference to mitch’s contract shenanigans fkjdljfJFLJKJLWGKJWW

12:12: The next question is “how many games did it take Mitch to score his first NHL game” and Patty offhandedly says “7 games” and Mitch’s GENUINELY AGGRIEVED “BROoOOO!!!!!!!! aRE YOU????????” WARBLING THROUGH HIS ZOOM MIC IS SO FUCKING FUNNY 

13:18: Auston Matthews says the word “crikey” in his little monotone voice. That’s all. 

14:28: We learn that mitch and patty went to get ice cream together constantly on the road. Patty....u indulged this twink so much...

14:55: Auston doesn’t know how to spell “dough.” Mitch not knowing what an encyclopedia is *handshake emoji* Auston not knowing how to spell dough. They’re perfect for each other, your honor

17:00: Auston EXPOSED as being the one who fell asleep on Patty’s couch at Christmas (Also, Auston keeps getting defensive over these answers and even THOUGH i know he’s 6′3″ and massive, this interview FILLS me delusional confidence that i absolutely could carry him around in my pocket. if not a pocket at least a large fannypack. Compare Auston to Mitch who just readily - and LOUDLY - accepts everyone’s answers with a [in toronto accent] “ooh yeah that’s a good one!” the large cat v. small dog energy is just astronomical here)

18:43: Auston declaring in a completely serious monotone: “I am running out of paper plates.”

19:46: Auston declaring in a completely serious monotone: “I have 3 paper plates left.”

20:53: Auston getting defensive again with a “whY are you looking at me?” - which somehow Mitch seems to find the most hilarious thing that has ever been uttered by any human in the history of the human race

21:50: Mitch’s question is so bad and like completely unrelated to the guessing game at hand? (the premise of the guessing game: guessing which of the 3 is most/least at something OR guessing trivia about each other. Mitch’s understanding of this guessing game: OK but WAT IF WE ALL NAMED THE ACTIVITY WE ALL FREQUENTLY DO TOGETHER :D :D? god.....my sweet sweet idiot bean........................my god.....somebody please squish him) 

the last 3 minutes: the bar is on the floor but they have such a good perspective on the pandemic and things that were/are clearly larger than hockey. mitch’s comments thanking the healthcare workers are so sweet tbh

ALL RIGHT THATS IT WHY DID THIS GET SO LONG IS ANYONE EVEN GOING TO READ THIS LKJDKLJS

[object-show-analysis]

DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO BUILT ROBOT BOW PLS I NEED TO KNOW IM SO CONFUSED AND EXCITED

I do! I have a solid theory that I’m pretty confident in and I’d love to share it.

Who Built Robot Bow

“Who built robot bow” seems to be the biggest question circling the ii community currently. And it’s a perfectly valid question! Especially considering the history that this series has regarding robots. But before we answer who Could be responsible, let’s talk about who’s definitely Not responsible.

I’ve seen many people suggest that villains such as Steve Cobs or Taco are somehow linked to the creation of Robot Bow. As interesting as that would be, we know this couldn’t be true, because the creators have outright confirmed that season 3 will not be linked to any major plot development in season 2, and that it’s meant to be a more lighthearted season. Taco specifically has been confirmed to not be making an appearance in season 3, as she won the popularity vote to get in, but she isn’t part of the cast because she still has things to do in season 2.

I’ve also seen some theories linking it to be either Walkie Talkie or MePhone. Which very well could be possible, but given MePhone’s surprise when Bow first showed up, in addition to the fact that until episode 3 of season 3 he didn’t want her around, I’m inclined to believe it’s not him. Walkie Talkie could supposedly be responsible, but there’s really no evidence to suggest that they are. So until anything else comes up, there’s really no room to speculate.

Personally I believe there’s a lot of evidence to suggest that TestTube is responsible for the existence of Robot Bow.

We know that TestTube is capable of making a robot such as this. She’s certainly made more complex projects in the past. But what really made things obvious for me was her reaction to Bow glitching out at the mention of chairs in the most recent episode

TestTube doesn’t seem concerned or confused for Bow at all. When Cabby notices that there’s something wrong with Bow, TestTube looks concerned at Cabby, and immediately interrupts her, grabbing her attention away. It’s very clear in this scene that she’s making an effort to keep Cabby from taking notes on Bow.

(TestTube later gives paintbrush the same worried expression when they notice something is up, but without the other evidence, this could just be read as concern for Bow)

We see no signs of TestTube’s own curious nature when Bow begins to glitch. It seems obvious to me that she knows something in this scene that no one else knows. She drags Bow away and tells her to “cool off” (interesting choice of wording) and it’s only after this that she really seems to want to get Cabby off of the show.

Obviously I cannot describe the full moment word for word but I do encourage others to rewatch the scene with the mindset that TestTube is displaying suspicious behavior.

It wasn’t just this episode that made me think that TestTube was somehow related to Bow’s reappearance. What really got me suspicious of TestTube was Fan’s elimination, in which he seems to whisper the words “you have to tell her”

(Lip reading was done by me)

The clip cuts to Cabby. But we know the “her” couldn’t have been referring to Cabby, because she’s no longer in the game. Her story is over (unless she rejoins, but there’s no guarantee of that) Therefore it makes the most sense for this to be in reference to Bow, the one who Cabby was studying earlier that episode.

I think that’s more than enough evidence to say TestTube is most likely involved, but I have seen some other people point out that we saw a Bow related machine built by TestTube back in season 2. Perhaps this also has some relation to Bow’s reappearance?

I definitely believe it was TestTube who is responsible for the creation of Robot Bow. Out of all the theories I’ve seen, it has the most evidence to stand on.

I’ve got a lot of thoughts on Robot Bow, and I can’t wait to share them in future posts (soon to be posted!)

[pies-writes-and-more]

allergic to you

Word Count: 3, 713

Pairing: Tsukishima Kei x High School Age!Fem!Reader

Warnings: some swear words I guess, but as per usual, it’s just fluff from me. 

A/N: Guess who’s finally joined another fandom lol hello Haikyuu fandom! Pls be kind, it’s my first time writing for this fandom but I am in love with Karasuno boys, it’s problematic. Anyways, please let me know if you liked it! Sorry if I didn’t quite capture him the way other writers do haha. Also, Y/N = Your (Last) Name, just cause typing Y/L/N is exhausting lol my b

(Not my gif, credits to the original creator!)

Yamaguchi was trying his very hardest not to laugh, his hands clasped together in front of his lips to stifle his giggles as the tall blond boy he had known for years just looked at him desperately.

“It’s not funny,” Tsukishima’s lips formed into a frown (almost a pout), looking away from his friend nervously. His fingers played with some chopsticks, poking at his uneaten lunch.

Yamaguchi had never see Tsukishima Kei nervous. Volleyball games? Totally calm. Math class? Easy. Exam season? Piece of cake.

But put Tsukishima near a girl? No, scratch that. Not just any girl. Put Tsukishima near Y/N? It was all over for him. Suddenly, this 190cm tall boy wanted to shrink small enough to run away and not be noticed.

“It’s a little funny, Tsukki,” Yamaguchi insisted, finally letting out just a tiny chuckle that he just couldn’t hold back. “I think you’re overreacting. Just a bit.”

Tsukishima’s eyes turned back to the other boy, staring at him as if analyzing him, “How could I be overreacting? I’m telling you, I’m allergic!”

Yamaguchi was really trying his best to be supportive, knowing that talking about things was already hard for Tsukishima, especially when involving a particularly cute girl. “You think... you’re allergic... to Y/N,” Yamaguchi retorted slowly, repeating how Tsukishima started this convo with.

“Don’t be an idiot,” Tsukishima scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Obviously it’s some product she uses or something,” his nose scrunched up slightly as he tried to think of what it could possibly be. “Like that hand lotion she uses. The one that smells like vanilla and brown sugar,” Tsukishima proclaimed, nodding to himself like he had solved the mystery.

The green haired boy was still trying his best to be supportive. He nodded slowly, giving a forced smile to his best friend as he slowly spiralled into insanity. He had never seen Tsukishima this desperate for answers before. “Hasn’t she let you use some of that hand lotion?” He wondered aloud, remembering very specifically how red Tsukishima’s ears got when she rubbed a bit into a rash he had gotten on his hand.

“Gotta take good care of your hands if you play volleyball, Tsukishima-san!” Y/N had beamed, her fingers massaging the cream in.

Tsukishima had practically fainted that day, though he’d never admit it.

The blond’s frown tightened, holding his hand to his chin in thought, “Right. So not the hand lotion then.”

“Maybe she got a new perfume?” Yamaguchi offered, nibbling on some of his lunch while Tsukishima thought it out.

“No, she’s still using the same one,” He mumbled, and Yamaguchi smirked to himself, knowing that Tsukishima would’ve never admitted before that he knew little details like this about her. 

“Well. what kinds of symptoms do you have? Maybe that’ll narrow it down,” Yamaguchi suggested, leaning his head back on the wall behind them. It wasn’t unusual for Tsukishima to want to eat some place quiet, but today had been the first day that he had practically dragged Yamaguchi to this small secluded spot behind the school. The two of them sat against a wall to eat, though Tsukishima’s lunch had been completely forgotten.

“I just-” Tsukishima hesitated, eyebrows furrowing in annoyance as he tried to word how his body felt every time she was around. “I always feel so lightheaded. And my heartbeat’s always irregular too. Sometimes it feels like I can’t breathe properly.” His hand slid into his jacket pocket, pulling out his phone and tilting the screen towards Yamaguchi to show him a medical diagnostic page on the web. “Some people say these are symptoms of allergies. Or an anxiety attack. But I’m leaning more towards allergies.”

Yamaguchi squinted at the text, “You... Googled it?” He asked, a playful smile on his lips, glancing up at Tsukishima, amused.

“Well, what else am I supposed to do?” Tsukishima scoffed, scrolling through the page. “I don’t know what else it could be. It’s not with anyone else. It can’t be the classroom either, cause when she’s not around, I don’t feel anything.”

“Hm. So what’re you going to do about it?” Yamaguchi asked, going along with this ‘allergic’ idea as much as he could. He knew Tsukishima was very rational and even if he suggested what he figured was happening, Tsukishima would never listen.

“D-Do?” Tsukishima blinked. He hadn’t thought about what the next step was.

“Well I assume you don’t want to keep feeling that like right? You could always ask the teacher to move you, I suppose. Then ask her not to attend any of our games. Avoiding her for the rest of your life seems like the best choice doesn’t it?” Yamaguchi asked innocently, closing up his lunch box and taking a sip from his juice.

Tsukishima stayed quiet, eyebrows still furrowed and the frown on his face tightening. He knew that made sense - one of the girls in their class was allergic to nuts and she always had to be careful what she ate, and he had even heard of some people not eating or drinking milk products because of allergies. The logical part of his brain agreed with Yamaguchi, perhaps staying away from Y/N was the only answer.

“Then... maybe it’s not an allergy,” Tsukishima mumbled quietly. He hated going back on his word but he couldn’t deny that he loathed the idea of not seeing Y/N’s smile ever again. Or seeing her sit with someone else. “Maybe it’s just something I have to get used to.”

“You know, Tsukishima,” Yamaguchi started again, looking off to the scenery that was in front of them. His voice was light and airy as he tried to coax his friend to the idea, “What you’re going through sounds a lot like-”

Tsukishima could hear it in his voice, he knew the next word forming from Yamaguchi’s lips before it even entered the air. He slammed his lunch box closed and stood up abruptly, turning away from the other boy’s eyes. “Lunch is over,” he grumbled, as if that was the reason he stood up so dramatically.

Yamaguchi smirked and packed up his things, shaking his head slowly when Tsukishima wasn’t looking. He wasn’t at all surprised that Tsukishima was having a hard time accepting his feelings.

The word hung in the very serious boy’s mind for the rest of the day. He tried not to focus so much on Y/N as he sat next to her for the rest of their classes, tried to not inhale too much or look in her general direction, in fear that his “allergy” would act up again.

He was almost positive it wasn’t... that. He would know for sure if it was, wouldn’t he? His nose scrunched slightly as he thought about the music he had listened to before, ones that had just a good melody and beat and he definitely didn’t listen to because of the lyrics since they were about... that thing.

Didn’t some people talk about their heart feeling like it was going to fall out of their chest? That they found it hard to breathe? That it was like all life stopped when they saw that person? And that despite all this, they never wanted to be without them?

Tsukishima had to get to the bottom of this. He was either experiencing some sort of allergic reaction to her or he was experiencing feelings. He thought about ignoring them, pretending like they didn’t exist so that maybe everything would go back to normal one day. But how long would that take? Wouldn’t it just be easier to rip off the bandaid and find out now?

At the end of class, Tsukishima zoomed his way out of class, not waiting for Yamaguchi like usual.

“Is he alright, Yamaguchi-san?” Y/N asked, surprised that the two best friends weren’t walking out together like they had every other day. Some days, they would even walk out with Y/N on their way to practice. But apparently, not today.

“He’s got a lot on his mind,” Yamaguchi explained, waving it away with a smile. Perhaps today he would be walking home by himself. And that was fine by him.

Y/N packed up her things and waved goodbye to her other classmates, heading out the door and slipping in her headphones. Her mind drifted to all the things she had to do when she got home, whether or not there were leftovers to heat up today or if she should cook something up.

“You take so long,” a drawl voice interrupted the very beginning of her first song. She blinked in surprise, looking to her right where Tsukishima was leaning against a tree.

Y/N pulled out one earbud, tilting her head as she watched him. It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen him do this casual, I-don’t-care-about-anything lean, with his headphones around his neck and his hands shoved in his pockets. But there was something different about him this time. Why was he avoiding her eyes? Why was he not giving her an annoyingly carefree smile? Why were his ears turning pink?

“Were you... waiting for me, Tsukishima-san?” Y/N asked slowly. He didn’t move for a moment, as if still calculating something in that big brain of his. He pushed off of the tree after sighing, walking over to her slowly.

“Obviously,” was all he said, glaring down at her as if she should’ve known this.

“You rushed out of class so quick, I thought you were already going home,” Y/N responded, still a bit confused. “Don’t you and Yamaguchi normally walk home together?”

Why did she have to question so much? Why couldn’t she just realize what he was trying to do? Tsukishima huffed and grabbed her hand, dropping a nice cool juice box in it. His eyes darted away from her next inquisitive look, but glanced back almost immediately because he wanted to see her eyes widen just a little at her favourite juice box.

“W-What is this?” Y/N asked, holding it in her hands. Part of her wanted to examine it to make sure he hadn’t somehow tricked her into holding something that wasn’t actually juice. She looked up at him suspiciously - Tsukishima knew her favourite juice?

“You didn’t have one with you today. I figured you forgot your wallet again today,” Tsukishima mumbled, shoving his hands in his jacket again.

“O-Oh. I did, thank you. Um,” Y/N hesitated. Was Tsukishima trying... to be nice? “Why... why did you buy it for me?”

“I just said why,” Tsukishima scoffed, flicking her head gently. He scolded himself internally, feeling guilty as soon as she showed the surprise on her face. She’s asking why you thought to be nice, Kei, stop being snarky, he told himself harshly. “Sorry,” he muttered quickly, feeling almost immediately bad for flicking her.

Y/N just laughed though, giggles spilling from her lips as she looked up at him, “Are you feeling okay, Tsukishima-san? You’re turning red,” she teased gently and he looked away from her quickly, hating how quickly his face heated up.

He took a breath, trying to mimic how calm he was on the court. He turned back to look at her with a cocky smile and confidence gaze, though he was sure she could tell he was nervous, “I’m fine, Y/N-san. But I need to tell you something. And I’m only going to say it once so listen up.”

Y/N watched him intently, noting the fake confidence he was trying to put on. She nodded as he looked at her for any sign to keep going.

His lips opened for a moment and Y/N could’ve sworn there was a moment of panic in his eyes when nothing came out. “I’m going to walk you home today,” Tsukishima stated finally, each word thudding into the air. He felt his confidence falter as the wrong words left his mouth, shifting his bag on his shoulder and starting to walk ahead.

Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed, feeling her confusion only rise. Did he really build up that whole thing... just to walk her home?

“Hurry up or I’ll leave you here,” Tsukishima called behind his shoulder, still walking ahead. He was internally punching himself, groaning and uttering insults at his own stupid self. Couldn’t even say it. Couldn’t just say Y/N I like you and I think I’m either allergic to you or I’m utterly in love with you but I’ve been told I suck at explaining how I feel and that I never say the right things at the right time so please just reject me so I can move away from these exhausting feelings.

“Want some?” Y/N’s gentle voice was suddenly beside him, and Tsukishima felt his stomach doing that flipping motion again. He glanced down at her and saw her holding up the juice box at him. “Seems only fair, since you bought it,” she explained, the glimmer in her eyes making him feel way too warm inside.

“Sure,” he mumbled after a moment. She smiled just a little bit wider, holding up the juice to him, expecting him to just snatch it away and drink. But no, Tsukishima being a little bitch and deciding that if he couldn’t admit anything with words, he could try with actions, leaned down slightly, and latched his lips onto the straw. His hand wrapped around hers over the juice box, holding it still as he took a sip.

Y/N felt like she was suddenly bright red, her heart possibly having exploded right then and there. His eyes looked up to meet hers as he sipped, smirking a bit as he noticed the panicked and flushed look in her eyes.

Maybe the feeling is... mutual?

“Mm,” he hummed, pulling away after keeping her gaze for a second. “I guess I can see why you like it.”

Y/N had shivers running up and down her spine, feeling like Tsukishima had looked into her very soul and knew about her year-long crush on him.

The two of them started walking a bit slower after that, and to the external eye, you’d probably just see two classmates walking home together. But look a little closer, and you’d see both of them having internal conflicts. They managed to walk through the small roads filled with shops and make it about halfway to Y/N’s house in complete silence. 

“Y/N-san,” Tsukishima finally ended it, the agonizing silence, in which he had been racking his brain trying to think of how to start a conversation. He stopped in his tracks as he spoke the one word, the two of them now on a quieter dirt path. There was no one to interrupt them, no one to save Tsukishima from embarrassment, no Yamaguchi to fill the awkward silence.

“Hm?” Y/N looked back at him, noticing him just standing there. “Are you alright, Tsukishima-san?”

“There’s something I need to say,” he started, his hands in his pockets clenched into fists.

“O-Oh okay.”

“I’ve been... feeling sick around you.” Baka, he scolded himself for what felt like the millionth time. That definitely wasn’t the way he had wanted to say it. “I-I mean, not like sick sick but like allergy sick,” he tried to recover, but scoffed at himself since that wasn’t all that much better.

Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed in response, trying to think about his reactions lately. He had definitely been more flushed lately, but she always thought that was annoyance. He’d been quieter and more distant, but it was Tsukishima after all. He looked over to her desperately, hoping to see that she was understanding what he was trying to say. She wasn’t. 

Tsukishima was starting to get frustrated. He knew he wasn’t the greatest at communicating but how hard was it to see how much he liked her? Yamaguchi saw it, hell, even his upperclassmen teased him about it when they first saw Tsukishima and Y/N walking out of class together one day. So why did other people who didn’t need to know it, why did they understand but she didn’t? Why was she so dense? 

You’re not saying anything, his mind reminded him as he scowled to himself.

“It has to be that,” Tsukishima finally continued quietly, his eyes now staring at his feet. He was practically trying to convince himself now. It had to be that there was a health related issue with him being around her. It had to be that, because if it wasn’t, it meant that Tsukishima had to tell her how he felt. And that meant that he was probably going to end up hurt. Why a girl like Y/N hung around a guy like him anyways was beyond him. 

“Why?” Y/N frowned, still terribly lost in the cosmos of this odd confession. “Why would it have to be that?”

“Because if it isn’t that, then it means that I’ve fallen completely head over heels for you.”

Tsukishima wasn’t sure how he had managed to say the words. But there it was. His fists tightened even more, his fingernails digging into his palm so hard it was starting to hurt. 

His eyes closed tightly, turning his head away from her. He didn’t want to look. He didn’t want to see laughter or disgust in her eyes. Maybe he could take it back now. Maybe he could-

Tsukishima jumped at the feeling of a poke on his chest, his eyes opening in surprise when he found Y/N standing much closer than she was earlier. “Are you teasing me?” She asked defensively, squinting her eyes up at him.

“T-Teasing?” Tsukishima stammered. He watched her eyes, noting how visibly upset she looked and he could feel his frustration rising. He had finally said what he had wanted to say this whole time... and she wasn’t even reacting the way she was supposed to. How stupid did she have to be? And why did she have to look so damn cute while doing it?

“Yamaguchi-san told you, didn’t he? I knew that poophead couldn’t keep his mouth shut,” she grumbled, crossing her arms against her chest. “He swore he wouldn’t tell you, but I should’ve known. You guys are best friends and all.”

“Told me... told me what?”

“That I’ve liked you practically since we met,” Y/N huffed, putting her hands on her hips. “Listen, Tsukishima-san, if you don’t like me back, you don’t have to tease me like this. I’m perfectly fine being rejected,” she told him with a pout on her lips (she was definitely not fine being rejected, and was planning on crying at home after this). “Don’t act like you didn’t know.”

Tsukishima‘s eyes widened, staring at her like she had grown a second head. “You... You like me?” He gulped. His allergies must be getting worse, his heart was thumping so hard against his chest, he couldn’t think straight.

Y/N and him shared a confused look for a moment, neither one of them sure who was teasing whom at this point. “Didn’t... didn’t you know? That’s why you’re being nice to me?” She asked him, poking his chest again. “Why else would you be walking me home and buying me juice?”

“Why would...” Tsukishima’s lips curled into a smile and suddenly he burst out into laughter, tilting his head back in amusement. 

“Why are you laughing?” Y/N whined, punching his arm lightly with a huff. “This isn’t a time to be laughing at me!”

Tsukishima straightened up with his signature cocky smile, shaking his head as he fixed his glasses on his face. Then, his hand moved to hit the top of her head.

“OW! Tsukishima-san!”

“You idiot. Why would I be standing here confessing to you if I was just going to make fun of you?” Tsukishima scoffed, smirking at her. “If I didn’t like you back and I found out you liked me, don’t you think I would’ve made it clear by now that you never stood a chance?”

Y/N thought about this for a moment, remembering that one time a girl in a different class had confessed to him after attending one of his matches.

“I think you’re incredible, Tsukishima-san! A-And I just.... well I just...”

“Are you trying to confess to me?” Tsukishima didn’t even bother looking up from his study book, finishing an equation before even glancing at her. “You should just give up now. I’m not interested.”

The girl had teared up so much, even Y/N had felt bad (even though she was secretly happy that Tsukishima hadn’t accepted the confession). Yamaguchi had yelled at Tsukishima about being gentle that day.

“Why would I be nice to someone stupid enough to think I’d like them? I didn’t give her any hints that I did, I don’t even know her,” Tsukishima grumbled.

Y/N had internalized those words, deciding she wouldn’t confess her feelings to Tsukishima ever. If she did, and Tsukishima rejected her, he probably wouldn’t want to be around her as friends ever again.

“So...” Y/N thought to herself for a moment, trying to reexamine what had happened today. “What was with the juice box then?” She asked him. 

“I thought...” Tsukishima frowned a little, looking up at the sky in thought. “I thought when you confess you were supposed to... give a gift or something.”

Y/N couldn’t help but giggle at his thought process and Tsukishima glared at her slightly. “You’re laughing at me now?”

She shook her head quickly, trying to stifle her giggles, “I just... I think it’s sweet,” she beamed, holding onto her little juice box even though it was empty now.

Tsukishima watched her carefully before smiling a little, patting her head gently, “Alright then, let’s get you home. I’ll bring another juice box for you for our date.”

“D-Date?” Y/N repeated shyly, following him as he started to walk again.

“You thought I’d just confess to you and not ask you out? Idiot,” Tsukishima smirked, feeling such an intense relief on his shoulders. His heart was still beating furiously and his stomach felt like it was going to come up his throat, but... it wasn’t as frustrating of a feeling now. 

After he dropped her off at her house with the promise of walking her to school tomorrow morning, Tsukishima couldn’t help but allow himself to smile widely the whole way home. 

If this is what an allergy felt like, he never wanted it to stop.

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Okay like I mentioned up there in the Author’s Notes, this is my first time writing for Haikyuu so lmk what you thought :) I’ve written some stuff for OHSHC and I think it’s pretty obviously that tall jerks with glasses are my type lol 

Anyways! Enjoy!