#im perfectly sane I promise

[blizzardtheartisticfox]

I’m insane :3

I’ve decided to just post the insanity I typed out as I read don’t let it reach the heart from @shepscapades Dbhc au. None of it likely has any meaning but they sure are thoughts I had in my brain!

Don’t let it reach the heart:

Oh I forgot they interfaced. “Varying overwhelmingly emotionally charged images of BdoubleO in close proximity” lmaoooo

What did happen to X’s face? I can’t help thinking it might have smth to do with 24 but I really don’t know. That reveals a lot about him so “Xisuma's eyes are round and soft…They're blue-grey, but mostly blue, bright in the middle and desaturated around the edges of the irises. His face is slender with strong structure, jawline sturdy and smooth. Smushed into the folds of his arms, his cheeks look soft, round.

Even vanishing into the curve of his forearm, a deep divot is visible where it carves a jagged line across the bottom-left to top-right diagonal of Xisuma's face. It's ragged and uneven, splintering and shallow where it passes over the valleys of his nose and deep where it scores into his cheek and forehead. Doc doesn’t know the origins of the scar, only that it’s scarcely visible through Xisuma’s visor from an approximate distance. Here, it looks... dark, and the color of it pulls forward a variety of other small, similarly colored nicks and notches that litter his jaw and forehead. “

Yep just gonna keep that maybe I’ll try to draw him, may or may not share :3

OOO HE HAS FRECKLES! X is a whole foot taller than me ofc. DOC CANT EVEN SEE HIS WHOLE FACE SHEP UR SO EVIL /silly LOL YES hehehehehe he wants to brush that hair back so bad. Hahahahha that’s the first thing he remembers is X’s touchhhhhh. “Express the emotion he now has a name for??” Is he talking about love??????? Or maybe just like the sadness and alarm or smth. But also. 

“Doc won’t let him do it alone, but Xisuma was right. There is much to do—so many androids to fix. Etho, whose programming is going to take considerable time to decode and assess where the source of error lies to safely procure a solution to his condition; Tango, whose back plate is almost completely shattered, blue hairline cracks spidering across the shell between his shoulder blades; Mumbo, who won’t even boot at all, sharpened ellipse of a crack across his forehead leaving no indication of origin; Cub, whose hands and feet are singed to hell for some damn reason, and that’s not even taking into account all of the minor fixes across their other android hermits—Joe, Wels.” BRO WHAT HAPLEN TO MIMBO?

[risenwrites]

Every day I wake up, see Law as my phone background, and think, "What a beautiful man" then go into a fit of giggles like I'm a high school girl with a crush

[miiints-repostiory]

its 3 am and im being very normal (lie)

i think they would be besties

[roamingswtor]

Been working on getting Reena's outfit (Secret Agent) converted

The textures are really rough- the undershirt did not want to be baked so I just slapped on a different texture for that part which i like better anyway for. obvious reasons. (and personal use only- I’ll try to fix the og textures if i end up releasing this)

BUT

The CLAW works and animates pretty well! There's still some jank but for the most part it operates like a hand. Downside is now I have to add it to every outfit/top piece I wanna use since it can only be attached to those pieces.

Lekku Undershirt Cleavage

[cruesuffix]

How would the crüe react to Mick randomly falling asleep/ falling asleep on them. OR 70's Mick randomly falling asleep (or passing out bc that's seems fit, that fucker was NOT eating enough) in front of Whitehorse?

ABHHHHHHHHAHAHAHHHAHHAH ok im so criminally sane and perfectly normal about this ask (im not im not im not) im going both of these and im going to be very normal and cool and sane about it.

the headcanon girl presents: mick being a sleepy man…because carrying an entire band on your back is hard work!

also…well add a trigger warning for bad eating habits just in case that’s not someone’s cup of tea…you might wanna skip this one (it’s not that bad but just in case!)

- ok, now something like this would have to occur when mick is like dead tired. he’s usually not like this, like if he’s tired he just goes to sleep in his room or whatever. but in this case…he can’t really do that. maybe they’re in the middle of recording an album and micks bordering on like four hours of sleep…so he’s just dead tired! he’s constantly blinking, fidgeting to stay awake. this is when a member of the band sits down next to him and starts talking.

- mick does everything to pay attention to said member, really focusing on what he’s saying…but suddenly the words start to become white noise to him. he’s constantly fighting to keep his head up and his eyes open but pretty soon he’s just completely gone. before he can even think, he’s totally asleep.

- it all really depends on who’s sitting beside him when he accidentally just slumps onto them, in a deep slumber. tommy would be surprised…he wasn’t aware mick was that tired, he wonders what’s up. did the older man pull an all nighter or something? and also he can’t really believe he fell asleep on him. like…awww he felt comfortable enough to just let his head fall onto tommys shoulder ain’t that cute!

- then, tommy would look around and hope no one notices the guitarist was literally passed out on his shoulder. i can see him not moving an inch. he’s not sure if he should wake mick up, because if he was willing to just fall asleep on him, he must be dead tired! he’d let him sleep until he woke up (obviously embarrassed that he practically used tommy as a pillow), and then he’d make sure he was rested enough to go in and do his tracks.

- nikki, on the other hand would freeze. he’s not entirely sure what he should do about the guitarist just falling asleep on him. he almost wants to push him off, cause he knows mick would have done that to him but…he looks so peaceful, and that’s probably the only time he’s ever looked that relaxed so…he (gently) wakes him up and tells him to go sleep on the spare couch in the studio. mick can only grumble about not being tired and slowly slinks off to go sit somewhere else. does nikki feel bad for being so dramatic about it? a bit…like, he could have just let him rest on him a bit but nooooo nikki just has to ruin the vibes and wake the poor man up. he’ll vaguely feel bad about it for the rest of the day until they all part ways. then, he’ll just hope the older man actually goes to sleep that night so he can stop feeling bad about it.

- vince would laugh quietly to himself about it. still, he’ll feel bad enough for the older man that he’d just pick him up and carry him to the spare couch and gently lay him on top of it. maybe he’d go as far as to run around and find a jacket to toss on top of him. then he’d go in and do his vocals. he’d pretend he just needed a way to get the old man off him so he could get to work, but he’d try to find out if mick got a good rest the next day. then they’d both promise each other to never talk both it ever again…

- i also like the idea of them all being in close proximity (maybe on a bus or plane) and like…micks tried to distance himself a bit, because he’s already pretty tired and all he wants to do is take a little nap.

- in comes one of the boys, ready to annoy him simply because they all love how annoyed he gets about it!

- mick is so tired he can’t even react. he just sort of blankly stares at them, tired eyes slowly blinking. whoever’s annoying him this time doesn’t even notice it. they’re too busy talking his ear off they don’t notice he’s slowly falling asleep until they feel something hit their shoulder. thinking micks finally retaliating, they look back just to see his head leaning on their shoulder.

- depending on who it is, they either stay in their seat, letting mick sleep on them and ending up falling asleep with him as well…OR they get bored and restless and gently try to disengage themselves from the old man.

Now…the Whitehorse headcanon

- we all know how broke the band was back in the day. they all lived together and probably ate nothing but ramen. mick specifically was incredibly broke (fun fact: he and his girlfriend at the time even lived in a van at one point…it wasn’t pretty, that’s for sure)

- unfortunately for mick, sometimes he just doesn’t get to eat. either there’s nothing around, or he’s just too broke to buy food…whatever it is, he just has to deal with it. at first, it was just a once in a while situation (maybe he’s just hard pressed for cash one week and then the next he has enough to buy some groceries), but as the band continues to play gigs and eventually has to live together, he simply can’t afford to eat much.

- the more that goes on, the more it starts to get to him. he finds he’s just so tired, sometimes he falls asleep in random places because of it. (If you thought him sleeping in his little makeshift amp bedroom was crazy, imagine finding him sleeping on the bathroom floor because he was too tired to walk back to the living room!) ofc the band is concerned, but they themselves are also living through the very same situation (sorta kinda). the most they can do is share their food with him occasionally (even that is hard at times seeing as though everyone eats very little at a time).

- it’s only when they’re all together in the living room, just talking and all that when mick quite literally just crumples to the ground. everyones immediately going over to help him. they pick him up and one of the members lets him sleep in their bedroom (maybe Jack).

- i feel like Whitehorse as a whole would be almost shell shocked about the whole thing. they all know about micks other ailments, and they’ve seen how he’s pushed through them. sure, he’s a skinny little kid, but he’s strong. that’s what they all think. this is the moment that humanizes him in a way. like they finally realize “oh…this kid is breakable and we probably should have helped him a bit sooner!”

- when he wakes up, everyone’s crowding around him. someone is thrusting a spoonful of soup into his mouth, someone else has their hand on his forehead trying to see if he’s coming down with something and the others are just staring at him like they’ve seen a ghost. after that little scare, jack would start sharing some of his food (or money) with him, just cause no one wants to see him suffer anymore. they’d all probably kick themselves for not doing it sooner!

And there we have it! oh how i love writing things like this! especially the whitehorse headcanon UGHH!! cause like…it’s so true that mans was not eating properly!! i wouldn’t be surprised if things like this happened tbh…also whitehorse was literally in the trenches lmaooo. anyways, I also just like the idea of mick accidentally just sleeping in front of the crue and being in that sort of vulnerable position and like…the rest of the band doesn’t do anything malicious (for once). maybe…(hopefully) this keeps happening and mick slowly starts to feels comfortable falling asleep in front of them because he realizes they won’t do anything to him!! ANYWAYS,,, I hope you enjoy these as always, cause i do enjoy writing these tbh!!

[gunmetal-ring]

anon again. i'm sorry that i keep coming to you with this depressing messages but you seem like one of the few sane ppl in this fandom and i appreciate your honesty.

truth is im feeling really disillusioned with hellcheer lately. we don't have a lot of "canon" content so after a while, it gets tiring going thru the same 2 scenes over and over again (especially when one of them involves chrissy's death). ive been relying on fandom but it seems like it's slowed down. fics arent updated as frequently, not a lot of new artwork.

heck, even joe and grace have moved on. joe's career is taking off. grace is leaving acting. it just feels like everything that happened last summer has come to an end :(

Aw anon thats okay. Ty for thinking of my feelings though 💓 (and also im flattered that you think im sane lmao)

Unfortunately its the way things go, especially with small ships, especially especially in a fandom as hostile as this one is. People come together and build community and share their love for characters and then g(r)o(w) their separate ways again.

But not everybody does! You and me, for example. And ive got plenty of hellcheer mutuals that seem perfectly content to draw, write, and rb their little hearts out.

I for one am absolutely astounded that theres even a fandom for hellcheer, let alone one with such talent and breadth and depth of love! Our characters had 2 scenes. Our girl was killed just as it all began. Our boy died with her name on his lips. In all likelihood we will never see them together on our screens again.

But somehow. Those ~10 minutes managed to foster an entire community of people and keep us engaged and in love w the characters for almost a year at this point! With no dangling promises or false hope or anything! Like we all know the score and we still go hard for hellcheer. Incredible.

Idk maybe it's just bc ive only had brainworms like this for 2 other ships and 1 of them is even smaller and the other one is a clusterfuck of unimaginable proportions, so im a little biased in terms of community/fandom, but im just like... idk. I think its really incredible thats all. And a testament to the very real power and truth of hellcheer 🥰

All i can say anon is that the best way to keep a fandom/ship going is engagement. Likes on tumblr and kudos on ao3 are great. But whats even better and more motivating (and i say this as a fic writer/meme shitposter so im speaking the total truth lol) is reblogs and comments. Tell people how much you love their work and how much it means to you, it goes a very long way. And on the flip side of that - stay out of the infighting. All it does is sap your mental energy and the fandom infighting bullshit is a major contributor to why people leave. The negativity and bitterness warp your perspective and make it really hard to remember what we're here for - it's not anti-st*ddie or anti-qu*nn stans or anti-anti-hellcheer or what the fuck ever. We're here for hellcheer!

Sorry my $0.02 is now $2.00 bc i ramble lol its a fatal flaw of mine. Anyway im sorry if this is annoyingly positive or dismissive but im in a strangely upbeat mood rn so there you have it

[stormyoceans]

top5 puentalay kisses/hugs?

im pretty late with this but i would never pass up a chance to be annoying about vice versa so here we go!!!!!!! (also im not sure if i was supposed to pick only one of the two but again I SIMPLY CANNOT PASS UP A CHANCE TO BE ANNOYING ABOUT VICE VERSA IM SORRY)

TOP 5 PUENTALAY KISSES

1. greyllery kiss in episode 8. this is their first mutual kiss after two one-sided kisses, three almost kisses, three cheek kisses, and one forehead kiss. not to mention the hugs, the cuddles, the promises, the sleeping in the same bed, the taking a bath together, and i could go on but imma stop here before i get involuntary committed. we waited so long for this kiss and when it finally happened it was everything we could have ever asked for and MORE: the confession, the music, the parallels with the glasshouse kiss, the fact that it happens when the lights are out because they love each other for who they really are and not for the body they inhabit, puen's single tear......IT'S PERFECT.

2. glasshouse kiss in episode 4. i know having a one-sided kiss for second place doesn't seem fair but in my defense this kiss makes me go through such a plethora of human emotions that i feel like i need to go lay in the dirt for several hours to climb down from the sheer manic unhinged rabid energies that got me going on. y’all must be tired of hearing me say the same things over and over again about this kiss but. the build up!!!!!! the emotions!!!!!! the music!!!!!! IM NOT EVEN KIDDING WHEN I TELL YOU THIS KISS IS MY ROMAN EMPIRE.

3. beach kiss in our skyy episode 2. our skyy may have given us only one kiss but WHAT A KISS IT WAS. it feels like a sum of all their previous ones, the cycle closing with a recollection of the past and a promise for the future, as the kiss itself lets us know that no matter what's gonna happen from that moment on, they will always love each other like the very first day. and if the reminder of the drunk kiss in episode 2 wasn’t enough to drive this point across, the song they used during this scene is the same as the one they played during the greyllery kiss, which you know. [FEMALE HYSTERIA]   

4. foggy glasses kiss in episode 12. honestly can't think of any other scene in television history that was able to so perfectly portray a fictional character being left breathless, lightheaded, and weak at the knees by a kiss. the way puen is holding talay's head with BOTH OF HIS HANDS to keep talay in place which barely gives talay any time to take a breath...... the way they're so close and entangled in each other that you can barely tell where one starts and the other ends...........this kiss literally be turning both me and talay into the 🥴 emoji every single time.

5. reunion kiss in episode 11. it was a tough choice between this one and the bathtub kiss in episode 10, but in the end i had to go with their first kiss in their real bodies, not just because of this, but because there's so much love and comfort and reassurance packed in it. this kiss is the meeting of two souls who have missed and found each other again. it's the promise of being together for the rest of their life AND I FEEL SO NORMAL ABOUT IT IT’S HONESTLY INSANE HOW NORMAL AND HINGED AND SANE AND FINE I FEEL ABOUT IT.

TOP 5 PUENTALAY HUGS

1. reunion hug in episode 11. LITERALLY THEE SINGLE MOST SCENE EVER IN THE HISTORY OF TELEVISION IT CHANGED THE TRAJECTORY OF MY LIFE THE FOUNDATION OF MY PERSONHOOD AND THE CHEMICAL MAKE UP OF MY BRAIN. puen says "you must be very tired. from now on, things will be okay," and that's exactly the feeling this hug conveys: everything will be fine, you're home now.

2. comfort hug in episode 6. my grasp on the english language is too limited to even attempt to put into words what this hug did to me the first time i've watched it. it made me mentally deranged in ways so profound they will only become apparent years down the line. to this day there are people out there wondering why talay even likes puen and the urge to shove this scene under their nose is immeasurable. FIND YOURSELF A PARTNER WHO WILL LISTEN TO YOUR FEARS, GIVE YOU COMFORT, AND HUG YOU THROUGH THE NIGHT TO MAKE YOU FEEL SAFE!!!!!!! (@GOD ME WHEN)

3. reconciliation hug in episode 7. I NEEDED THIS HUG JUST AS MUCH AS PUEN DID TBH. talay initiating any kind of physical affection always feels incredibly special and precious, and it is so much more here because this is him finally realizing that puen's feelings are sincere. this hug is the turning point of their relationship as talay implicitly accepts puen's love and confesses his own. it’s just so emotionally satisfying [SOBS]

4. back hug in episode 12 and in our skyy episode 1. LOOK I KNOW IM CHEATING BUT. THE DOMESTICITY THE COMFORT THE TENDERNESS THE AFFECTION THE ADORATION THE SOFTNESS THE WARMTH THE PARALLELISM THE ROMANTICISM THE SOULMATISM THE TRUE LOVISM OF IT ALL. YEARS LATER THEY'RE STILL THE SAME.

5. hourglass hug in episode 12. the hourglass with the sand that doesn’t fall!!!!!!! i don't want time to go by without you!!!!!!! from this moment on it's you and me!!!!!!! ‘city’ playing in the background!!!!!!! the moon watching over them!!!!!!! WAILING WEEPING HOWLING SCREECHING CRYING SOBBING SCREAMING--

[themostsanebug]

hey flysie wisely erm..

I'm actually thinking of starting a rp blog tho for dave and bc you asked for it are we still stickin' w/ the like,, need for another dsaf rp blog?? bc theres barely any active and i can harass your roger blog??? :flutters eyes:

(as you can see I'm very sane!!!)

YES I AM IN DESPERATE NEED FOR MORE PEOPLE ON MY ROGER ASKBLOG

(im also perfectly sane i promise)

[livlepretre]

Hi ! I hope you're well ?

I was rereading FE for the fifth or sixth time.

strangely it took me that many times to fully understand how unhealthy, horrible, everything was. I still perceived this well the first times. but never in this way. You got me crying for/with Elena. You make me to love her. You remember me that vampires, and especially the originals are monsters who are just playing being humans. And it feels Good.

I know that you intend to make a "happy ending" and im sure i will totally enjoy it. But for me it will always feel bitter. Because of all horrors Elena had experienced. Because nothing is sane. But i love it anyway. So thank you so much for your work. It s really rare to fond something like that in the fandom.

I was wondering... are you french ? I spot some words in French in some chapters. Maybe it was just errors but i m french too so im curious lol.

(Sorry if some of my words doesnt make any sense. I perfectly read english but i have trouble to Write it because my brain make sure to mix French and English haha)

"I was rereading FE for the fifth or sixth time" kjdfklajdfkljakfldjalkfjda YOU ARE WILD. THANK YOU 💖💖💖💖

FE is such a tricky story in that it IS all horrible and horrific, the vampires ARE monstrous, but Elena herself is such an unreliable narrator-- she loves these monsters, and she's been so abused and manipulated by them that she no longer sees them as monstrous-- not only does she forget, she herself has become a monster in her own right. This is not meant to take away sympathy from her-- but, it's an examination of vampirism in general-- the transformation of the innocent/victim into the monster.

As for the intended happy ending-- it's going to be a happy ending, of a sort, for Elena. I have no promises for anyone else, because this is ultimately Elena's story. (I do also promise a KE endgame in one form or another though.) What form exactly that happy ending will take is going to be largely informed by the story itself-- what this particular narrative is going to require for Elena to achieve that happiness, and for the reader to achieve catharsis. Hopefully I can pull it off!

I'm flattered and tickled that you would ask if I am French-- I am not, although I am a proud Franco-American! Besides having French heritage, I grew up in a distinctly Franco-American city. I think we tend to pepper our English with quite a few French words and phrases, maybe more so than other Americans. That probably bleeds into my writing without me even noticing-- maybe Elena should have fewer French phrases in her narration, but, c'est la vie!

[just-some-random-blogger]

While I am all for making the best experience for yourself and would never force anyone to do anything I will be that person

The like reblog n comment ratio of this is fucking ATROCIOUS I would reblog this 1000x if I could but alas I am just a girl

this fandom does not deserve you but I humbly present my offerings of insanity for the absolutely delicious food you have cooked for those who practice gwaynism

Also I want to say I really didn't want to read this cos of the incest like I'm desensitized to targcest but msjdjjd guess what I was like it's an old timey fic and they used to marry their cousins and suddenly I was fine HAAHHAAHHA AND IM GLAD I DID COS WHAT THE FUCK DELICIOUS

He's as handsome as you remember, with his auburn hair, pale blue eyes, and the faint freckles that dust his face. How you wished you could map kisses along those freckles, connecting them with a trail of where your lips had been.

Girl she's down BAD 😭 that's not-

He steps closer to you, tucking a stray hair behind your ear tenderly. "You have your mother's beauty, but your father's features," [...]

NO CUZ I WAS SO FUCKING OFFENDED ME PERSONALLY YOU TRYNA TELL ME I LOOK LIKE VISERYSSSS???? 🙄✋ NO SHADE NO TEA I LOVE PADDY BUT FUCKING VISERYSSSSSSSSSSSSSS to quote the walking corpse himself WHY DO YOU CUT ME SO DEEPLY

[...] he hums, tweaking your nose playfully before wrapping you in a firm hug.

YOUR HONOR HES SO CUTE WHAT THE FUCK

"It's not like I can sit in on a council meeting, and mother refuses to let me on my dragon. She seems perfectly content in keeping me idle and useless," you remark with a tone of annoyance, one that draws a low laugh from your uncle.

I actually don't accept alicent slander. Tell me why that's so wrong of her 🤨 tell me now

"Your mother means well, sweet niece. You're better suited here, getting favor from the gods as opposed to being in the midst of battle. Believe me, it is a bloody, nasty affair, and you are far too delicate to join in," he grips your chin in between his forefinger and his thumb, keeping your lilac gaze trained on his ocean-blue eyes.

SEE YOUR UNCLE GETS IT. also

TOUCHING HER TOUCHING ME???

You cannot even think of a response to his dismissing words, as you are too busy trying to push away the familiar ache you get between your thighs.

GRILL BARBECUE URSELF

[...] but Gwayne knows. He always knows.

DAFAQ DO YOU MEAN HE KNOWS WHAT THE FUXK

You expect your uncle to kneel beside you, or just leave the sept all together, so you are quite surprised when you feel him loom behind you.

*THROUGH A WHISPER, LOUDLY* HE WHAT❓❓❓❓

"Well, go on then, sweet one. Pray for me," he whispers, and you can feel his breath fanning against the shell of your ear.

HE WHAT

Of course, it is wrong for him to want to take you in the lewdest positions, to have you scream his name so everyone knows who is fucking you so good, but he has restrained himself all this time.

HE FUCKING WHAT

"M-Mother Above, have mercy on us all. I beg you for your protection, and for you to-" you cut yourself off with a gasp as your uncle buries his face into the crook of your neck, and gently nips at the soft skin there. He begins pressing himself against your ass, making your cheeks flush even more.

IN FRONT OF THE MOTHER

Noticing your sudden pause, he pulls back to look at your blushing face with a devilish smirk. "Well? Go on, don't mind me,"

HES IN FUCKING SANE ACTUALLY

Your prayers only falter as you feel something hard poking against your backside, prodding and bumping against you relentlessly.

"Shh, enough with that. It isn't wrong, not in the slightest. It's not wrong, not when you're meant for me. Surely even the gods will understand," he mumbles against the softness of your lips.

ITS FINE I PROMISE

You are thankful the sept is empty today. If word of what you do now reached your mother, of the depravity you partake in with her own brother, you're sure she'd have you sent far away to become a septa.

AND AS SHE SHOULD TBH NSKSKSKSMMSKSKSKKSKSKSKSKSK WITH HER BROTHER??????????????? HE OLDER BROTHER

"Up you go, princess," he mumbles, before picking you up with ease and setting you to sit on the edge of the altar.

ON THE ALTAR OH HELL NAH THEYRE AINT NO WAY IN SEVEN HELLS NO ONE DIDNT SEE THEY WATCHED THAT SHIT AND ENJOYED IT OH HELLL NAHHH

"Well well, I never thought I'd see the day where my own niece was begging for me like a whore." he teases, making you frown at the crude and cruel word.

HES SO FUCKING raHHHHH YOUR HONOR PLEASE

A cruel word indeed, and you feel the familiar sensation of your eyes watering, and your nose instinctively sniffling. Gwayne's smirk falters for a moment as he watches little tears spill from your eyes, but only for a moment.

NO CUZ SAME IF I WOULD CRY TO I WOULD CRY ALL THE TIME I REALLY WOULD

"Aw, come now sweet girl, don't take offense. It was all in good fun, yes?" he coos to you, and you feel him begin to lick your tears away, catching the salty evidence of your crying on his tongue.

YOUR HONOR I WANT HIM TO SPIT ON MY FACE TOO

"But oh, darling one, how pretty you look when you cry. Are you gonna cry more with what I do to you, little princess?" he asks with a mocking little pout, before kissing back down your neck.

DO IT AGAIN

"My my, little niece, aren't you quite the sensitive one? Is your cunny as sensitive as your heart, hm?" he teases, as he continues to lick and suckle you.

I WOULD APOLOGIZE FOR REQUOTING YOUR WHOLE FIC BACK TO YOU BUT NO REGRETS NAUR RAGRATS ITS JUST SO YUMMY

The little pain you yanking his hair brings him makes him groan against your puffy folds, adding only to the stimulation you feel. "Yeah? Feels good? Oh, baby, you have no idea..." he murmurs, leaving you a little confused at his choice of words.

I would let him destroy me

His mouth moves to focus only on your sensitive bud, sucking on it gently while he introduces two fingers to your wet folds. His fingers dance along your slit, dragging up and down in a slow, almost torturous manner.

No cuz at list point I screamed so much that my throat hurt thx so much I'm fine

Once your peak washes over you, you slump against the base of the statue of the Mother. Gwayne promptly stands, his mouth and chin dripping with your juices. "You're the sweetest thing I've ever tasted. Perhaps I should have you every night instead of wine." he smiles, before thumbing stray tears that rest on your flushed cheeks away.

AND THEN HE JUST LEFT WITH A FUCKING BONER SIR I COULD HAVE HELPED WHAT THE FUCK

Thank you for your service you can have one of my lungs if you want this was incredibly well writing you are a dream you did us all a service I wish you more comments and reblogs amen

Pray for me

Pairing ✵ Gwayne Hightower/Niece!reader

Warnings ✵ Hotd season 2 spoilers, incest, littleee bit of crybaby!reader, smut (frottage, oral F receiving, fingering, and slight dacryphilia), and religious themes

Word count ✵ 2.5k

Summary ✵ Your uncle Gwayne arrives from Oldtown at your brother's call, and pays a visit to you while you pray.

"Your mother told me I might find you in here,"

You whipped your head around to see the source of the voice that disturbed you from your prayers and saw none other than your uncle, Ser Gwayne Hightower. He had finally come from Oldtown, answering your brother's call for assistance in his war.

"It is the seventh day, I thought I ought to pray. Especially now..." You explain with a small smile. You stood from your kneeling position on the cold, unyielding sept floor so you may look upon him. Your face twists into a cringe as you feel the bruises from kneeling for so long begin to form on your knees, and you are sure they'll be an ugly purple color later. Relaxing your features, you finally turn on your heel to face your uncle. It has been so long since you've seen him.

Too long.

He's as handsome as you remember, with his auburn hair, pale blue eyes, and the faint freckles that dust his face. How you wished you could map kisses along those freckles, connecting them with a trail of where your lips had been. But your faith and virtue prevent you from giving in to the desire. Besides, you are sure that if he ever found out you ever thought such things, he'd look at you with such revulsion that you'd crumble to the floor in shame.

He steps closer to you, tucking a stray hair behind your ear tenderly. "You have your mother's beauty, but your father's features," he hums, tweaking your nose playfully before wrapping you in a firm hug. It is not lost on you the slight curt tone his voice took on at the mention of your late father, but you dismiss it.

"And tell me, how have you been fairing during these trying times, hm? Don't tell me you hole yourself up in this sept all day." He teases, bringing a feeling of embarrassment over you for he had guessed correctly. Recently, you do spend the brunt of your days at the sept, praying to almost every facet of the Seven for mercy, strength, wisdom, and safety. Today, you were praying at the statue of the Mother, and after you lit a candle for her altar, you prayed for mercy and protection for your family members. It is one of the few things that brings you comfort nowadays, your faith in the Seven who are One.

"Well, there isn't much I can do," you shrug, letting a small frown tug at your lips. "It's not like I can sit in on a council meeting, and mother refuses to let me on my dragon. She seems perfectly content in keeping me idle and useless," you remark with a tone of annoyance, one that draws a low laugh from your uncle.

"Your mother means well, sweet niece. You're better suited here, getting favor from the gods as opposed to being in the midst of battle. Believe me, it is a bloody, nasty affair, and you are far too delicate to join in," he grips your chin in between his forefinger and his thumb, keeping your lilac gaze trained on his ocean-blue eyes.

You cannot even think of a response to his dismissing words, as you are too busy trying to push away the familiar ache you get between your thighs. It always comes at the most inconvenient of times, like when you watch the men in the training yard move, sweaty and shirtless, or when you spy on your brother coupling with a serving girl. All you know is that it persists for ages, and no amount of praying stops it.

But you can only try.

"S-Shall we pray, uncle? So that the Mother may grant us safety, of course," you propose, shifting nervously on your feet. Perhaps it is the light flush that has appeared on your face, or how you try to discreetly press your thighs together for some form of relief, but Gwayne knows. He always knows.

To save yourself some embarrassment, you resume your kneeling position before the statue and altar of the Mother, clasping your hands together in the standard praying position. You expect your uncle to kneel beside you, or just leave the sept all together, so you are quite surprised when you feel him loom behind you.

His firm chest swiftly presses against your back, and his larger and calloused hands come to rest over your softer ones, and you find yourself trapped in this embrace. Whether it is to your delight or misfortune, you cannot decide. You squeeze your eyes shut and silently beg for forgiveness for the unseemly thoughts that run through your brain at his actions. 'Who thinks such perverse things in a holy place?' you think, mentally chastising yourself.

"Well, go on then, sweet one. Pray for me," he whispers, and you can feel his breath fanning against the shell of your ear. Gwayne is enjoying this, enjoying this little game of denial you two play. Of course, it is wrong for him to want to take you in the lewdest positions, to have you scream his name so everyone knows who is fucking you so good, but he has restrained himself all this time. Patience is a great virtue, yes, but he wishes to reap his reward for remaining ever so patient now.

"M-Mother Above, have mercy on us all. I beg you for your protection, and for you to-" you cut yourself off with a gasp as your uncle buries his face into the crook of your neck, and gently nips at the soft skin there. He begins pressing himself against your ass, making your cheeks flush even more.

Noticing your sudden pause, he pulls back to look at your blushing face with a devilish smirk. "Well? Go on, don't mind me," he says before going right back to nipping and sucking at your neck. It is impossible for you to stay concentrated on your prayers as he continues, and you resign to praying in your head as your words fail you.

Your prayers only falter as you feel something hard poking against your backside, prodding and bumping against you relentlessly. Gwayne begins peppering kisses from your neck and to your jawline before tugging your head back gently, and letting his lips brush against yours. He only pauses as you tilt your head a little bit away in reluctance.

"U-Uncle, this is wrong. N-Not here, we cannot do this-"

"Shh, enough with that. It isn't wrong, not in the slightest. It's not wrong, not when you're meant for me. Surely even the gods will understand," he mumbles against the softness of your lips. You feel in that little moment of pause that his are a bit chapped, most likely from days of riding on horseback and camping in the wilderness. But it matters little then.

Once his lips are on yours, you cannot help the cascade of little moans that leaves you. His mouth is overwhelming and easily overpowers your rather inexperienced one, and you feel his hands move from their position over yours. One hand moves to your neck, and the other to your breast, fondling it through your dress as he continues humping you from behind.

You are thankful the sept is empty today. If word of what you do now reached your mother, of the depravity you partake in with her own brother, you're sure she'd have you sent far away to become a septa.

With a final peck to your lips, your uncle stands. He drinks in the sight of you like this; cheeks flushed, hair a bit messy, clothes rumpled, and swollen lips, all from him, of course. He swears then and there he's never seen a more beautiful sight.

"Up you go, princess," he mumbles, before picking you up with ease and setting you to sit on the edge of the altar. He messily pushes away the candles and various offerings left there to make room for you, and you cringe at the disrespect, disrespect born from lust and hastiness.

The new position allows for you to be relatively level with his face, and he soon hikes your dress up and stands between your parted thighs. As he begins to rub his erection against your clothed cunt, you grab onto his forearms to ground yourself.

His erection rubs against your dampened smallclothes, brushing against your bud and your folds. With each grind of his hips, you feel something like a fire burning through your bones. But with your clothes acting like a barrier, and the slightly awkward angle, it's not enough for you. Even with your unfamiliarity to such actions, you still know it is not enough.

"M-More, more. Uncle, I need more." you whine, pulling him closer by the laces of his breeches, eliciting a sly smirk from him.

"Well well, I never thought I'd see the day where my own niece was begging for me like a whore." he teases, making you frown at the crude and cruel word.

A cruel word indeed, and you feel the familiar sensation of your eyes watering, and your nose instinctively sniffling. Gwayne's smirk falters for a moment as he watches little tears spill from your eyes, but only for a moment.

"Aw, come now sweet girl, don't take offense. It was all in good fun, yes?" he coos to you, and you feel him begin to lick your tears away, catching the salty evidence of your crying on his tongue. "But oh, darling one, how pretty you look when you cry. Are you gonna cry more with what I do to you, little princess?" he asks with a mocking little pout, before kissing back down your neck.

You've always been a bit of a sensitive girl, everyone knows this. The smallest hint of frustration or anger to you, or even words spoken to you all in jest send you easily into tears. What you were not expecting was for them to be met with something other than the typical annoyed shushing you are used to receiving when you begin to cry.

Soon, Gwayne is kneeling before you, and pulling your wet smallclothes down. His lips pepper light kisses along your soft inner thighs, teasing you once more. "So wet...all for me, little princess?" he asks before nudging his nose against your bud, making you jolt with pleasure. He inhales your sweet scent. 'The scent of a wet virgin', he thinks crudely to himself.

You keep yourself propped up with your arms, and you look down at him between your thighs. Both of your legs have been thrown over his shoulders, and the instinct to wiggle your core closer to him grows. With a knowing gaze, Gwayne looks up at you with a smirk, before his tongue darts out and he dives in.

He eats you like a starved man.

His tongue licks stripes along your core, lapping up your arousal hungrily. His mouth works expertly, and all you can do is sit there helplessly and moan. Your little squeals and high-pitched whines sound adorable to him, and he laughs against your cunt. The vibrations, of course, make you jump again.

"My my, little niece, aren't you quite the sensitive one? Is your cunny as sensitive as your heart, hm?" he teases, as he continues to lick and suckle you. You cannot respond, too incapacitated by the pleasure his mouth brings you. It is nothing like you've ever felt before. Even your pillow or your hands don't feel as good as this.

"U-Uncle, uncle Gwayne, it feels s'good," you practically babble out as the lewd sounds of him slurping against you echoes around the sept. Your hand comes down to grip at his auburn hair, tugging him closer to your cunt. You care not anymore if this depravity is sullying a holy place, or if the gods watch with disapproval. There's always time to repent, after all.

The little pain you yanking his hair brings him makes him groan against your puffy folds, adding only to the stimulation you feel. "Yeah? Feels good? Oh, baby, you have no idea..." he murmurs, leaving you a little confused at his choice of words.

But you soon find out what exactly he means.

His mouth moves to focus only on your sensitive bud, sucking on it gently while he introduces two fingers to your wet folds. His fingers dance along your slit, dragging up and down in a slow, almost torturous manner.

You cry and squirm against him, greedily pushing his face right against your cunt. He heeds your signal, and finally pushes his fingers inside your velvety walls.

The stretch and feeling of something penetrating you are new and utterly foreign, but with the added stimulation his mouth still gives, the uncomfortableness of it all soon washes away to make room for pleasure. He begins pumping his fingers in and out of you slowly, careful to not hurt you as he works you open.

Once he is sure you are ready, only then does he move his fingers faster. Your thighs squeeze around his head with the intensity of it all, and he has to wrench them back apart. "I can't move if you're trying to block me, sweetling," he chuckles, earning a sheepish "sorry" from you.

As he continues his ministrations, his fingers finally brush against and find that spongy sweet spot hidden up you. He begins to nudge against it with his fingertips, making you gush your arousal all over his face. You've never felt such an intense and yet wonderful feeling in your life, and soon you find it all beginning to build up and crescendo.

His free hand massages and strokes your hips gently, and rubs circles over your belly a little, just to soothe you. He can feel your walls tightening up, and how your thighs tremble and shake around his head. "You can do it, baby, you can do it. Go on, sweet niece," he coos, finally sending you over the edge.

With a loud cry, you tremble and feel such intense pleasure crashing over you like the waves during a tumultuous seastorm. You chant his name, worshipping him as if he were a god.

Once your peak washes over you, you slump against the base of the statue of the Mother. Gwayne promptly stands, his mouth and chin dripping with your juices. "You're the sweetest thing I've ever tasted. Perhaps I should have you every night instead of wine." he smiles, before thumbing stray tears that rest on your flushed cheeks away.

He wipes his mouth with his forearm, before kissing you once more. You can taste yourself on your tongue. "I have to go now, sweet one. Pray to the gods for me, will you? And when I come back, we can pray together again. Wouldn't you like that?" he grins, cupping your face in his hands.

A knowing smile forms on your kiss-swollen lips as you understand the insinuations of his words. As he rides off to fight your brother's war, you will remain praying in the sept, longing for the day he will return and come to pray with you again.

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[defnotriri]

“ Feels like we had matching wounds

But mine's still black and bruised

And yours is perfectly fine “

so real bc why would he kiss me a few days after his break up. Promising he’d get better and be with me as long as I promised i would wait for him. And i did. I waited fucking months for him to get out of that stupid mental asylum. For him to try and be fucking sane for once. I want to love someone who treats his family with kindness and love, not someone who trashed his whole house, yelling at his parent to buy him fucking weed. I want to love someone who treats her sister like how i treat her. I love her as if she’s my own sister. Yet, how could he be so cruel to her? I want to love someone who treats their younger sister with love, I don’t want to love someone who yells and abuses her. Yes, siblings fight. I know that. I’m a sister too. But this type of fighting is NOT how normal siblings fight. I want to love someone emotionally available. I want to help him, so i did. I comforted him, I loved him, I gave him advice, I was polite to his family, I’m best friends with his sister. I did all i could.

“ You already found someone to miss

While I'm still standin' at the exit.. “

After everything i did i still wasn’t enough for him to love me. He might’ve not kept his end of the promise, but i’m trying MY hardest to keep my end. I’m trying to wait so bad. Im trying my hardest to love him but i’m getting so weak. Seeing everyone in love and having everything i’ve ever wanted. I did. my best, i really did. So why? After he got out why didn’t he text me. Why didn’t he want to see me. Was I just a fling? A rebound? I probably was. But i’m still hoping. I wrote to him everyday, I spent money on him, I bought him gifts. And I didnt get anything in return? Not even a hug? Crazy. Why does he get to have this perfect little life while i sit and rot waiting for him. I don’t know why i like him. I try not to but it’s hard when he’s the only person i’ve genuinely liked in a while.

[shoebillstork]

steel n lilac n kinda harlequin <3

IM PERFECTLY SANE CJ I PROMISE I'll take the other compliments tho 💚💚

[unsuspicious-nobody]

Date a girl who would rather kill her own baby than break a promise to you

[bigb-enthusiast]

Yippee

WRITING!!!

Ghost enderman am im right?

Pt.1 out of most likely 2

Joel didn’t like this. No. He hated this. It has been weeks yes WEEKS and he STILL CAN’T FIND THAT ENDERMAN, at this point he thinks he’s haunted by a ghost enderman. How stupid is that!? A ghost enderman! Thats nonsense.

He tried to explain to Scar, Ren, Martyn, Tango, Etho, even Scott and Jimmy that he didn’t have those bad audio recordings Martyn had of the creeper hisses but they didn’t believe him. Besides maybe Tango and Etho who said it was possible err well Tango did. Etho silently nodded with a small laugh

“Grian please I PROMISE you it’s a GHOST ENDERMAN!” Joel pleaded for Grian to believe him as Grian just gave him a look of pity like he was a pathetic child.

“Maybe now you have actually lost your mind up here, all alone with the wolves!” Grian said with a small chuckle

“No I KNOW it’s a ghost enderman! And I haven’t lost my mind. Im perfectly sane!” Joel huffed as he crossed his arms. Maybe he was losing his mind. Maybe Grian was right but when is Grian ever right?!? He can’t recall one moment when he was, He can’t be trusted either.

“Well I got to go, maybe you’ll find your little enderman friend somewhere if you aren’t going insane or supposedly don’t have one of those dumb recordings” Grian said with a grin across his face. Joel hated that. “Bye Joel!” Grian waved and ran off to go and find the tall, grey, red named man he had to protect.

Joel sighed and went inside his house and sat with Geraldine, petting her grey and white fur. “You think I’m going insane, Geraldine? I mean I don’t think I am and I’m always right but I guess I’m making sure.” Geraldine just nuzzled against Joel’s hand and let out of a huff, Joel realized he was, in fact, talking to a wolf.

“Oh- uh- gosh oh gosh I think I am going craz-“ the short man sputtered but was cut off by the creepily close sound of an enderman.

“Great. You’re back. Why don’t you just leave me be-….” Joel looked towards where the sound of the sound came from and froze in fear.

A figure, one not of an enderman. Of a player. Was standing against the broken window. A PLAYER was standing against the broken window. Joel’s throat closed up completely, he was choked up. This wasn’t a old player it was a new player a new person but they didn’t seem….human. He was terrified.

“Who are you..no. What are you?” Joel slowly got up frantically looking around to try and spot his communicator.

The figure didn’t move just stared at joel with lifeless light purple eyes.

Joel spotted his communicator and quickly scrambled to get it, he grabbed it and took Geraldine upstairs with him as he panically typed on the communicator.

<Smallishbeans> : GUYS HUYS SHIDUS HUYS UTS PLWASE COME HEDE THIRSNA NEW PLAHER PLEASE

<Smallishbeans>: GUYS HUYS PELADE OLEASE COME WHICK TO JU BASE

<InTheLittleWood>: ?????

<Rendog>: dude chill out theres no mew players its probably just a zombie or something

<Bdouble0100>: me and cleo dont see anything even close to a player near your base only a enderman

<Grian>: i never added a new player joel

Joel hated this. He hated this so much. No one believed him, he was hiding upstairs with Geraldine, reading chat as they just pushed off what he was saying. He thought maybe the figure went away sense Bdubs and Cleo didn’t see anything, until he heard small creaks and light footsteps.

Shit.

[nagipops]

KONOHA ELEVEN IN A ZOOM CLASS!

FEATURING: naruto, sakura, shikamaru, ino, choji, hinata, kiba, shino, neji, rock lee, and tenten

WARNINGS: mentions of food

NARUTO

definitely has forgotten that he was unmuted multiple times

or his camera was accidentally turned on

you could just see him sprawled on his bed with a bowl of instant ramen on his lap and a blanket wrapped around himself

EARRAPE SLURPS!! rip headphone users.

sometimes he notices that his camera’s turned on and you can see him freak out and scramble to turn it off

but he accidentally unmutes himself too and so you just hear panicked yelling

his device topples to the floor with a loud crash and he screams so loud istg

the next thing you see is naruto’s face hovering over the camera in fear just before his camera turns off and he’s muted again

the teacher is so confused?? naruto should i call an ambulance

but when he’s not eating in class, he’s sleeping in class

too busy sleeping to leave the zoom at the end of class so he’s always the last one left in the meeting besides the teacher

always asks sakura what happened during the zoom and she is FED UP

SAKURA

enters the waiting room 15 minutes before class is actually supposed to begin

spends the next 15 minutes rearranging her work area, making sure she’s prepared for the day

sits properly at her desk with her hair smoothed down and her face positioned perfectly in frame

if no one else has their camera on, she’s the only one with it on

seriously, she ALWAYS HAS IT ON

and she never leaves the screen somehow

diligently takes notes, uses the “raise hand” feature every two minutes to ask a question

sometimes it can get a bit annoying, even for the teacher

but she almost always gets perfect marks

acts like in angel in class, but after class... no promises, naruto!

SHIKAMARU

this man can barely stay awake during missions, so during a zoom? HECK NAH

shikamaru is literally me,, half asleep during lessons but somehow gets amazing grades

everyone’s either pissed at or envious of him (especially naruto)

obviously does not have his camera on

and rarely ever unmutes

uses the chat feature to answer the teacher’s questions but this man is basically asleep so its so incoherent

“shikamaru, what is a hyperbole?”

in chat: “a hyeprbole is a exsaggerayed phras,e”

teacher definitely thinks he’s cheating on tests

INO

either a) daydreaming about boys or b) checking herself out in the zoom camera OR c) secretly fuming at sakura’s know-it-all behavior

the two girls definitely compete to see who can raise their virtual hand first

"ahem, ahem- sensei? could i answer this question?"

her voice gets all sickly sweet and sakura HATES IT

the two of them totally got caught insulting each other in the private chat

100% the type of student to rewrite her notes after classes with various markers and colored pens and pretty fonts and patterns and whatnot

loves doodling flowers in her notebook during boring lessons!

CHOJI

another strong contender for the Loudest Student award!

not on purpose though, he just forgets that space bar = unmute, and plays some jumping game in another tab (like the no internet dino game!)

also,, rip headphone users

c r o n c h munch munch munch

are you kidding this man's chews are loud enough in person, but with a HEADSET?! hoo boy.

has conked out several times during class

just imagine the name Choji Akimichi with a profile picture of a bag of chips light up with the green box around it with a thunk

the teacher and class is so confused

but then you hear mumbles of "barbeque... chips... barbeque..."

and you realize that the man fell asleep onto his keyboard

he sleeps through the rest of class

HINATA

shy bb has never ONCE turned on her camera

the only time she's ever unmuted was to say "here" during attendance on the first day of school

if the teacher ever takes attendance again, she just uses the raise hand feature

what if naruto-kun thinks my voice is ugly? what if i accidentally turn on my camera? what if the teacher thinks i'm not paying attention? what if-

poor baby is too busy worrying about showing herself on zoom to actually pay attention

actually gets good grades though and her classmates wonder if she’s even there

her zoom pfp is definitely just a purple google “H”

KIBA

has the CUTEST zoom pfp hands down

it’s a selfie of him grinning cheerily with baby akamaru

100% has his camera on the whole time to show off his pup

he loves seeing everyone’s faces on screen melt and aww at the lil big doggo

sometimes akamaru just walks in front of the camera and blocks kiba from view and you just see a massive wall of white fur on screen LMAO

even though kiba’s muted, you can see him and akamaru bickering about who knows what

or even play fighting,, these two get into full on BRAWLS during class

just imagine akamaru shoves kiba into his desk and his camera crashes to the ground overturned so you see the ceiling and the occasional dog tail wagging in the corner

seriously, can the teacher ever catch a break with this class?

the answer is no.

SHINO

his zoom pfp is just a tick.

a singular tick

totally answers questions in chat with proper capitalization and punctuation

shikamaru’s improper answers tick him off

“A hyperbole is an expression that is greatly exaggerated. They are used in order to create emphasis.”

has never unmuted in his life either

he’s so unfazed by everything that goes down in class that it’s funny

if anything the slightest bit RELATED to bugs comes up during class, in 0.00238 seconds this man has an entire essay about them posted in chat, almost like he had it copied and READY to paste

everyone's definitely shocked that there’s actually a human listening behind a tick profile picture

NEJI

a very diligent note taker

seriously, this man writes like a printer; perfectly even handwriting that looks like a font, a million words per minute

everyone asks him for his notes after the zoom because they’re so neat (especially naruto, to neji’s dismay)

he gets excellent grades since he’s so organized and focused

just wishes the zoom would be over so he can work alone in peace

really hates unmuting so he often gives one-word answers in the chat

“Yes” “47” “Present” “Goodbye”

has used a zoom reaction ONCE in his life and he has never wanted to crawl into a hole and perish more

it was a complete accident,, mans was just trying to open the chat to type in his answer, but in a cruel twist of fate he clicked on the 😂 reaction

and he just sat there for ten excruciating seconds in complete and utter shock and shame for ten excruciating seconds as he prayed for it to disappear

tenten would never let him live that down

ROCK LEE

Zoom Reaction Enthusiast

😂😮👍🎉❤️ 24/7

naruto accidentally unmutes himself? 😮

choji falls asleep on his keyboard? 😂

neji answers something correctly? 👍

tenten received the highest score in class? 🎉

akamaru appears on screen? ❤️

unmutes whenever he needs to, but he thinks the little emoticons are so silly and cute

otherwise, he is EXTRA FOCUSED and EXTREMELY DETERMINED to learn all of the things

he’s the first to unmute whenever the teacher asks if the class can see the screen share, hear them correctly, etc.

never takes his eyes off the screen!! he could be missing out on important information

I FEEL LIKE,, i feel like he would totally keep his camera off when he’s muted but whenever he unmutes he would also turn his camera on

so when he says a quick “yes!” his camera turns on but before his camera can adjust properly to the light he mutes and turns his camera back off so his face is just super dark for a split second LMAOOO

tell me im wrong

TENTEN

exasperated by this entire class

thinks her and neji are the only sane ones in the class and it’s true

wants to tell sakura and ino to stop competing and just focus on learning, since they’re the only other girls in the class besides hinata

plus she’s just fed up with all the lazy boys

takes great pride in passing every assignment, test, or exam with flying colors

teachers pet, but the quieter type who stays after every zoom and sends lots of emails regarding assignments and grades and whatnot (unlike sakura and ino who rub it in the teacher’s face)

doesn’t like helping other people besides neji, girl’s got a soft spot for him since they have a mutual respect for each other

but if you’re a handsome prince, maybe she’ll help you out!

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[actualbird]

Now I really am back to reading your fics like a morning newspaper dgkdkg at this rate I should come up with a name for this fanfic paper....

Super Attorney dfjzhf is it Ace Attorney but a TV show? Honestly good taste mc.

Man, I really feel the not apologising thing. I mean, I apologise to friends and acquaintances of course but it's a family thing? I guess? I'm pretty sure this is a kind of common thing too. I'd probably have the same reaction as Giann if someone from my family actually apologised.

I love how Giann's first reaction when someone finds out something he doesn't want to is think Luke told them dgidig Luke will forever be thought of as a snitch now.

Giann nearly falling on his broken leg trying to see Neil right after admitting he hasn't been focusing on recovery is hilarious chkck he just went from not focusing to nearly actively fucking it up by accident poor Marius. First him leaving the room and going to the rooftop and now this.

NEIL XGJXGJCKG I CAN'T BELIEVE HE TRIED TO FAKE AMNESIA

Congratulations Neil you get to do shovel talks now! Start with Marius, he's right there and also it's his turn to get one now.

Looking at the end notes: Marbles von Hagen.....he'd be that marble that rolls away everytime you take them out of their bag or something. What troubles will he get into as a sphere....

And with that, that's the final chapter of this fic and my thoughts on it! As always, excellent chapter! This fic ended perfectly, and I'm definitely going to revisit it from time to time. Particularly when canon Giann and Neil come out, gotta see how similar they are to this fic. Thank you for writing this!!! It was a joy to read and I adored it so, so much.

🌌

waaaaahh, gmorning milkyway!! i hope u enjoyed today's morning paper written by zak who isnt telling you the news and is just making fic where characters get all emo and stuff, HAHA

JHSVKFJHSDK super attorney is a show mentioned in Artem SR Focus Fire. in terms of content, all we know is that it's a legal drama. but the Big Data Lab entry has this hilarious detail "It is supposedly inspired by real cases, but a certain anonymous critic has criticized the series as being overly dramatic and not reflective of reality." oh artem....KJHVFJAHSFJ

hoo boy yea the not apologizing thing was deffo inspired as a family thing. ive got 3 siblings and i love them very much and i'd consider all of us very close. but when any of us fight, we rarely apologize with like, the actual words. when it does happen tho, that when the situation is like Big

if im ranking the new team in terms of first impressions: luke honestly landed in last place due to sheer strangeness, giving giann a heartattack, and also snitching JHVSKJHDFKSDJ sorry dude

vjhKJHVKJH P MUCH, i just think itd be funny if giann didnt have a braincell sometimes, especially when it comes to people he cares about. it be like...

marius: i need u to recover so i can feel a bit more sane giann: okay i promise to focus on that :( //proceeds to nearly re-break his leg

neil wants to cause CHAOS. i assume part of why artem's deadpan expression these days is so good is because neil hume was his mentor and neil was a rascal

NEIL'S TURN TO SPEEDRUN!!! artem arrives at the room and neil is like "YOU OVERACHIEVER??? GO BIG OR GO HOME, HUH???" and artem is so confused

hjhJKHVKJHVKJ SPHERICAL NUISANCE!!! i figure thatd be austin and giann's rationale later on, but it did mostly start out from like "marius" -> "mar/marmar" -> "marbles"

when i pitched this hc on my priv twt, someone suggested "marmite" as a nickname and i lost my mind JHSJHFSKJDHF

thank YOU so so much for this lovely comment, milkyway :((( and for reading every chapter and commenting on each one, pls, every single one always made my morning and just made me rlly happy 🥺

now that this fic is over, it is time for me to look upon my horrid gdrive folder and see what ridiculous feels i will inflict upon you all next :DDD