#is a buck fucking wild plot point lmao

[coockie8]

God, Sonic X lol You know Sonic is a genuinely pure-hearted person despite his flaws, 'cause if my friend-group had that little faith in me as a person after I had saved every single one of their lives and the entire planet on multiple occasions, I would literally never speak to these people lmao

Yes, I am at the Sunshine Ball episodes XD

[judithan-xing]

i feel like if i ever released my notes for CADAVER ppl would really realize how fucking unhinged i was writing that whole thing like. its actually buck wild. Honestly i'll go ahead and post it for funsies cuz I think getting to see the ideas n stuff behind ppl's work is cool, so someone out there will probably appreciate this.

some fun behind the scenes notes about it under the read more if you're interested in a mad man's ranting

my notes about what aspects of Vincent/Cid should stay the same and what parts i felt were fine to mess with.

originally i was gonna lean WAY more into Vincent being a traditional vampire rather than a horrible amalgamation of man and demon, to the point he would just straight up be hunting n whatever. I scrapped that in favor of just making him mostly immortal and can eat/drink regular stuff for fun but wants to feed off of Cid cuz bloodlust and also regular lust

i literally kept rewriting the Vague Overarching plot of Cadaver and then randomly, in the middle of the document put 'Vampire Vincent x Hunter Cid' as if this would fucking mean ANYTHING to me later. I think I was literally half asleep when i put that in. It's hilarious. I don't know why it's there or that far down. Also this was me trying to decide how close to Red Snow I wanted it to be, and originally it was gonna be Pretty Fuckin Close but I scrapped that.

hilarious that "THINGS FOR SURE" first plot point wasnt even fuckin used lmao. Also originally Vin was gonna be turned into a vampire AND THEN had chaos implanted, rather than chaos being the thing to turn him. wack. I dont even remember writing that.

i need yall to know i saw a fucking dragon outfit for fli/ght ri/sing that literally permanently altered the course of Cadaver. I'm not kidding. Someone had a cool dragon outfit preset thing for a deadzone investigator and it inspired me so much I changed Cid's profession to that. Seriously.

im so mad i wasn't able to use that stellar fucking line i cooked up at the bottom, but yall get to see it now. but yeah originally the presentation was gonna Actually Be A Presentation and then i realized 'i dont want to fucking write that, that's boring as shit' so I didn't. also i ended up making rufus way more hands-off cuz i just. dont know his character that well and didnt want to start in the middle of a huge plotfic thats not about him

these are dead ass all my notes for Cadaver. like. that's it. no chapter by chapter set up or plan or anything like that. I literally wrote about 2000 words of rambling notes, went 'yeah thats good enough' and ripped out a 63k word fic in like 3 weeks. i dont know. i dont know. its crazy.

[teecupangel]

I'M WILL GOING BUCK WILD WITH THIS PLOT LMAO

Ah, ah! I was reading stuff on The Old Guard tag and now all I can think of is

Kassandra as Andy cause she is literally older than Jesus fucking Christ

Altaïr & Ezio as Nick & Joe cause WHY NOT

Arno as Booker cause he's a bloody drama queen

F!Eivor as Noriko cause DRAMA

Desmond as Nile cause they're BAMF and all come together on a AltEziDes with Arno suffering on the background and Kass looking like a proud lesbian mama lol

Bayek would be a good Andy too, and Connor and Shay also give me NickJoe vibes lol

Ooohhh, I’m always game to think about immortality-based plotlines XD

Kassandra as Andy would be spot on, especially if F!Eivor is Noriko/Quynh. Although, instead of a Labyrs, her main weapons would be the pointed tip of a spear and a Viking axe. She’d also be more on the calm chill side and happens to like to tease her fellow immortals. (To make it more interesting, maybe F!Eivor and her also met in the Isle of Skye and their relationship blossomed there as well)

Altaïr and Ezio as Nick and Joe would be a pretty fun pairing as well, especially if we keep Altaïr’s whole ‘distant and kinda arrogant’ personality. Ezio would be the one to remind him if he’s being too rude, sometimes with just a touch, because, even if they’ve been immortals for so long, some habits are hard to let go of. Ezio likes to joke that Altaïr is a work in progress which everyone knows is his way of saying Altaïr is trying. Altaïr, on the other hand, may act aloof most of the time but he’s quite protective of Ezio and there is no one in the world he trusts more than Ezio. Their personalities tend to clash at times and everyone knows that they sometimes spend half a century or so apart because of some dumb fight neither of them wanted to acknowledge responsibility with. It’s just become part of their whole deal that everyone just nods along to. Then Desmond comes in.

Arno as Booker would work. Just replace the death of Booker’s sons with Élise’s death (for more pain, maybe imply that Élise may have been or may have not been pregnant during the time of her death).

But you know who else could work as Booker? Haytham Kenway. Instead of being part of Napoleon’s army, keep his whole deal, including his actions to help the British Empire. But this time, he is the one to kill his own son instead. The American Revolution still played as history had recorded it so Haytham has to live his immortal life with the guilt of killing his son for nothing. He’d also be the most aloof of the Immortals and perhaps even be jealous of how ‘easy’ it is for everyone to move on. (Plus points if he treats Desmond the way he treats his son before and he only realizes it when Desmond tells him to stop treating him like an idiot, only digging in the guilt of how his relationship with his son was).

Eivor as Quynh/Noriko also gives us an excuse to… well, torture Eivor. While her imprisonment would be of a similar fate to Quynh/Noriko, we can include her being subjected to a blood eagle in Odin’s name. If you want to hammer in the angst, make Sigurd the one to do it. Of course, if Eivor and Kassandra met on the Isle of Skye, the events of Eivor’s life would have to be shuffled around to make it more coherent. Her imprisonment could be because of Sigurd or because of the Saxons.

And then there was Desmond. One main difference between Desmond and Nile would be their attachment to people. If we keep Desmond’s strained relationship with his parents, he would actually be more open to being immortal. He would hide his desire for a connection with practiced smiles and his chill personality although he wouldn’t fool Kassandra. It would be his desire for a connection but hiding it from everyone that makes it easy for him to fall for both Altaïr and Ezio. Neither of them planned to fall in love with Desmond, maybe they even started out a relationship with him as more of something fun and uncomplicated (like having the immortal version of an ongoing sexual and emotional threesome) which Desmond was cool with (he didn’t expect to fall for them too) while they’re teaching him the ropes and helping him acclimate with his newfound immortality. It would only be later that they would realize that Desmond is like the missing piece in their life.

Other possible ideas:

Ratonhnhaké:ton and Shay giving off Nick and Joe vibes? Color me intrigued. This one also has the additional emotional baggage of Shay being employed by Haytham who Ratonhnhaké:ton killed so, like… they say their relationship is ‘complicated’ and that would be an understatement.

If Arno is Booker, he would have had a relationship with Jacob Frye. Maybe his relationship with Jacob is what helps him move on from the pain of Élise’s death but Jacob isn’t an immortal soooo… (holy wow, Arno has, like, the short end of the stick in this one if he’s an immortal. Haytham doesn’t count, he deserves to feel the guilt)

Bayek would definitely be a good Andy as well. If you go for Bayek instead, Quynh/Noriko would have to be Aya. Although, if you just want Bayek to be included in the plot, he could be Lykon instead? Another possible Lykon is Alexios/Deimos as well and that would definitely be some angst for Kassandra.

Of course, Merrick would be Vidic, hahaha. Maybe Copley could be Layla or even Lucy?

Why are they immortals? Why do we need to explain that? Let’s keep it a mystery but make vague points of how it might be connected with some kind of Isu research to achieve eternal life.

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

5x02

buck fuckin wild how many people are still bothering to put on their business casual in the apocalypse. who do you think is maintaining Jim's haircut.

(it's Harvey we all know it's Harvey)

you have to give it to Gotham: almost every terrible decision Bruce makes can be completely justified on the grounds that he's a severely depressed teenager whose brain stops working when his girlfriend needs literally anything

oh hey Ivy's back

actually insane that Barbara's still only allowed to call her canonical sexual partner Tabitha her "best friend". just gals bein pals on Gotham

"Makenzie aren't you always talking about how sex doesn't have to be romantic and more characters should just bone their friends platonically" y e a h but not like this, this is just squeamish homophobia lite

my patience with Barbara has actually worn pretty thin at this point but screaming about how she hopes Jim gets ripped to shreds because he deserves to die is a mood

where is Donal Logue's emmy for "it's a freakin arrow, Jim! it's a freakin arrow!!!"

Ivy appears to be wearing. glitter? and not much else. alright ma'am.

it's soooo funny every time this show takes a dip into magic shit. "there's a magic seed under the oak tree" baby girl what are you talking about

alright hang on gonna go hunt down whoever decided we should watch the Riddler pee. I just want to have a few words.

out of context "the Riddler wakes up with a leather-wearing man bound and gagged who's offended when the Riddler doesn't remember his name" is. well. my version is funnier.

I actually think Ed could still date this guy they have a rapport. amnesiac meetcute of the century. they found love in a hopeless place.

where did this fucking. 16th century English peasant trying to enact a witch hunt come from. how did he find his way into 21st (???) century Gotham.

lol @ Ivy playing Bruce like a cheap fiddle. lmao even. go girlboss commit atrocities.

what the fuck is the plot of this episode. like why are we doing this. how do we have filler in a season with TWELVE EPISODES.

"some say the darker angels of our nature are unlocked and set free" who. who says that.

HARROWHARK NONAGESIMUS????

love how this show has given Selina and Ivy such a rich backstory that will absolutely never be explored

oh awesome Selina has. glowing cgi cat eyes now. rad.

alright fuck it I'm trapped in the office with two hours to kill

[lavishedinjimin]

corruption w dom jimin and he’s just so condescending and mocking the reader :[

Btw ur writing is amazing ty ily

I love how you put the ' :[ ' right after lmao what a mood. tysm and ilyt anon ♥

I apologize in advance if this isn't condescending/mocking enough! But nevertheless, I hope this will still make yall feel da tingles.

~

Jimin was part of an underground Kendo team, has a black belt in it, and loves to drive people nuts with his intense skills and passion for martial arts. He was a man of determination and focus, for when he gets in the zone of things, he tends to cut everything off. That's how he won so many championships.

But the day that you discovered their secret little hideout, things have changed for Jimin.

He keeps being distracted by your beauty, not after so many years of just pure training and dedicating his time to Kendo. You were so different than him; an incredibly sweet, kind, and innocent lady that seemed so lost after accidentally stumbling into the hideout. And he always looks intimidating and had a resting bitch face, his eyes seeming so frightening whenever they land on someone else's.

Although, that's beside the point. Because of your adorable aspects, Jimin knew that he had to get you.

Fast forward to a couple months, you and Jimin were the best of friends. He was an easy man to hang out with, and all experiences with him were never dull. He knows how to please you, and he puts you first before any other.

But what you did not know, though, is that he has a hidden side to his persona.

Today, you and Jimin were the only ones in the gym. You were analyzing the display of swords on the other side, and you can see on the giant mirror wall that Jimin was approaching you.

"You look really pretty," he murmurs, glancing at you through the mirror, eyeing your body up and down. "Why did you dress up today?"

You still weren't used to his sometimes straightforward nature. Your cheeks heat up, attempting to answer without fumbling over your words, "I'm only wearing a blouse and a skirt, Jimin. What are you on about?"

"Nothing," he smirks, going up behind you. He takes your breath away when he suddenly gives you a firm back hug. "I like your skirt."

"Oh?"

"Yup. It's a little..." his face contorts into a somewhat disagreeing expression, "it's a little bit short though. You really decided to walk around wearing those?"

"Jimin!" you hold his hands that were clasped together in front of you. "that's mean."

Jimin holds back a chuckle. The tone in his voice changes, and a more sexy and sultry aura radiates out of him, "Mean? That's already mean for you?" Jimin pauses and scoffs, "you still have a lot to learn about me, then."

Your hair swooshes when he flips your body around to look at him. He locks his eyes on your lips, down your body, then back to your shimmering eyes.

"I'm just saying the truth, Y/n. Was it your intention to wear such a short skirt so that I can practically see your ass cheeks, huh?"

"Jimin—!" you squeal, covering your embarrassment but he doesn't stop teasing you.

"Was it your intention to turn me on, baby girl?"

You were dead silent after that, feeling your heart rate quicken as his hands slowly caress your back, down to your clothed butt. "Awh," he chuckles, "look at you. I barely talked dirty and you're already a blushing mess."

Jimin raises the flimsy cloth of your skirt up to immediately squeeze your bare butt. You whimper from his action. "I can see your nipples growing hard through that blouse, Y/n. You're enjoying this aren't you?"

"Yeah," you meekly respond, your eyes prying away from his strong gaze.

He towers over you until your back hits the nearest wall, corning yourself. Jimin now has full control over you, and the thought of making you submit to him feeds onto his primitive desires.

"You're scared? Don't be scared, baby," Jimin fake pouts, "look at you, biting your lip. You don't know how much you drive me mad just by looking at me like that with those innocent eyes."

"Please," you whisper to him, "Jimin, I-I feel something."

He puts his hand on your hips, his knee slowly making its way in between your legs. "What do you feel, huh? Is it your pussy aching for friction? Do you want this?" He rubs your core through the layers of clothes, making you mewl in desperation. You nod your head yes.

"Oh yeah? My pretty little girl wants something to rub her needy pussy? Aww, baby," he muses, "Look at you, who would've thought that an innocent baby girl like you would do this for someone she'd barely known for a year? Are you the type to fuck and run, Y/n? Huh?"

You don't even know what that means!

Jimin reaches down to feel how wet you are through your panties, and he laughs at the results. "Oh my god," his fingers graze up and down your slit, making your legs buck and feel your knees slowly giving up. "I've barely touched you and you're so wet. You a virgin, baby girl? This cunt hasn't felt any pleasure in so long from how soaked you are, huh?"

Feeling a new sense of desperation, you try to grind against his hand, wanting more, but this only resulted in him slapping your cunt. You jump from the sudden impact, whimpering out loud like a puppy.

"Bad girl," he mutters, "Oh, baby girl. If you're mine I would've trained and taught you how to be such an obedient little pet. Not a dirty, rash little girl." Jimin clicks his tongue after you hang your head down in shame, "No. Look at me. Damn, you're so fucking shy. You can do better than that, right? You can act like a fucking adult and take what I give you?"

Jimin's hand sneaks up your blouse to grab your boob, your hard nipples brushing against his palm as you release another moan. "Shit, even a simple touch can make you wild."

Without anticipating it, he steals a kiss directly on the tip of your nose. "You are so freaking cute," he says right after, "so cute that I wanna destroy your pussy and taint your fucking soft attitude until my cock is the only thing you want in your life."

~

kinda lost control with this drabble's backstory lmao it's like a whole plot to a fanfic.................

[book-of-baba-fett]

literally just sliding in here to officially-officially request some Fives x Talia fucking. That's it, go fucking buck wild with this vague request, I just need them to rail each other into next rotation

love youuuuuu

Ask my dear Gala - and you shall receive 😉

First off - MY APOLOGIES FOR TAKING SO LONG WITH THIS! Lately my writing brain has been like "1 sentence is all you can write at a time" so it took me a hot minute to get through this, even though i had SO MUCH FUN thinking about it. I’m unable to write anything without any sort of plot and i love writing these too so this got away from me a bit so it is longer than just a Drabble lmao.

You don't have to have read my fic Illicit Affairs to understand this, because this is not canonical to the plot BUT something that's a fun accompaniment is this request about them making out (which is canonical to the plot of the series).

Fives & Talia Friends with Benefits AU

Arc Trooper Fives x OC (Talia Riva)

Warnings: SMUT, Sparring as foreplay, Semi-public sex, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected PiV intercourse, creampie. (also some minor Rex x Talia and Rex secretly being jelly)

“I’ll go slow so I don’t hurt you,” were Fives’ famous last words before stepping into the sparring circle with Talia. Next thing he knew he was splayed out on the training mat, facing the ceiling with his ears ringing and a sharp pain in his side as Talia crouched over him, winking before she addressed the stunned clones watching them. Fives groaned and tried to sit up, only to be nudged back down as Talia pressed down on his chest with her heel, still explaining her form of attack to the audience. Out of the corner of his eyes, Fives caught a muttering Jesse pass credits to Echo. Fives narrowed his eyes at his traitorous twin, who just shrugged, pocketing the credits.

Fives couldn’t ignore that it was his own damn fault he was in this position; but they had been deployed for months now and had just come off another long, grueling campaign. That and from months without any action was he really supposed to focus in his training routine for the day with Talia stretching in the corner of the room, her sports bra and leggins clinging to her body. Fives couldn’t keep his mouth shut, offering to train with her, show her some moves. And that's how he wound up flat on his back.

Talia smirked down at him, holding out her hand to help Fives up, which he begrudgingly accepted. Stretching her arms out behind her head, Talia strode over to the bench with towels and a water cooler, grabbing a towel as Fives followed. He shot irritated glares at some of his snickering brothers leaving the training room on their way to shower before dinner. Echo and Rex were the only two who remained, the former putting away some of the mats and equipment while Rex lingered by the water cooler, his gaze occasionally flicking over to Talia as she adjusted her hair, tossing her head back to pull it up tightly in a bun. Fives couldn't resist rolling his eyes as he wiped his face with a towel. Maybe it was some Jedi mindset, but sometimes Talia could be so oblivious to the effect she had, with her little flirtatious glances and the way she bantered among the men. Fives knew she didn’t mean anything by it, she was just having innocent fun…but that didn't mean he didn't like messing with her back just to see her eyes go wide as she got flustered.

"Fives, you ready to go?" Echo called out from the other side of the training room, pointing his thumb over his shoulder at the door.

Fives shook his head and turned to Talia, who raised a brow at him in anticipation as Fives asked, "How about another round?"

Talia smirked and shrugged at Fives, tossing her towel back on the bench before returning to the mat. She stretched her arms in front of her, tilting her head at him as she goaded, "if you don't mind having your ass handed to you again, sure."

Rex rolled his eyes, fixing Fives with a slightly irritated glance as he spoke to Talia, "You don't have to indulge him."

"It's fine, I could use the extra work out," Talia replied, waving Rex off. The Captain frowned, glancing between Talia and Fives as they took their striking poses, but shook his head and exited the room with Echo. Fives flashed a grin at Talia, holding his fists up as he circled the Jedi, her face steeled but a brightness in her eyes.

Fives jabbed his fist to her but Talia was quick to duck his strike, slipping to his left and popping back up to plant her palm on his side. Fives grunted but swung around, gripping Talia's arm in an attempt to gain leverage but her foot came up, kicking him in the gut and tossing him back against the mat.

"How do you keep doing that?" Five groaned, slapping the mat beneath him. Talia held her hand out for Fives to grip as he pulled himself up.

"Quite easily, actually," Talia teased as Fives scowled and raised his fists again, Talia raised her brow at him but stood in a defensive position. "You need to focus, are you even trying?"

Talia knew it probably wasn't the most Jedi call to be boastful and taunt Fives, but there was something thrilling about egging him on. Maybe it was because he was never one to back down from a challenge, never afraid to throw his own teasing remarks whereas sometimes other troops acted like they were treading on thin ice around her as a Jedi. It felt.. somewhat normal to have some fun banter from time to time, and she would never put one of her own men in this position, so whenever she worked with Anakin in the 501st she knew she could have a little bit of fun. And she could use the extra work out; she had been trying to manage her stress with yoga and meditation before the clones had come in but she was failing miserably. Her mind was wired, so stressed from mission after mission that the physical release from sparring was providing some of the relief she needed, but not all. There was still a layer of unreached stressed still bubbling under her surface, like an itch she couldn't reach. She wasn't sure if the sparring was helping or making it worse, because as Fives winked at her before landing a strike on her side, her stomach flipped and that tension burned again.

She gritted her teeth and aimed a strike at Fives' chest, her hand hitting the firm muscle beneath his blacks. For the first time in their training, Fives didn't flinch or grunt from a hit, instead he smirked.

Fives kicked Talia's feet out from under her and she yelped as her back hit the mat. She didn't have time to push herself up before Fives was leaning over her, his hands gripping her wrists beside her head as he smirked down at her, his eyes flashing from his win.

"Look who needs to focus now," FIves smirked down at Talia, a few curls hanging loose over his forehead. Talia tried to push him off but his grip tightened as she struggled. Her chest heaving, Talia scowled up at Fives. He was so close she could see the taunting gleam in his amber eyes. She could have used the Force, but Talia just glared at him as she attempted to ignore he stirring warmth in her gut as Fives loomed over her. His eyes scanned her face, as if expecting her to act as well but the more she did nothing, the longer he held her gaze, his grip still tight on her wrists.

Fives lowered his head slowly, giving Talia the chance to move away if she wanted to but she froze, her breath faltering and eyes widening just before Fives' lips pressed against hers. His approach may have been tentative, but this kiss was everything from it; once Talia relaxed under him, Fives pressed deeper into her, his tongue darting over her soft lips as they parted. His warm body caged her in on the mat, the firmness of his torso pressed against the curves of her chest, the heat from their sweat dampened clothes mingling with the flame tingling in Talia’s core.

All reason vacated her mind as she met Fives with all the force he was bringing against her, sucking on his tongue as it slipped into her mouth. Fives lowly groaned, his hips rutting as a reflex; goosebumps prickled on Talia’s skin as she felt his already stiff cock bulging against the layers of fabric covering her core. Fives’ grip on her wrists loosened as he ground against her, his breath leaving his lips in hisses from the friction. Talia's hands leapt to the back of Fives' head, her fingers latching through his thick curls.

Fives pulled his head back, his lips glistening and slightly swollen from making out, and Talia couldn't hold in the irritated huff that escaped her lips as she wanted more. A leering grin broke out on Fives' face as he looked down at her. He traced a finger through the edge of her hairline, down her cheek as her breath hitched. Her skin was soft beneath his calloused fingers, warm and lightly dewed from the prior workout. As Fives' hand travelled to her neck, he could feel her racing pulse beneath the skin, pushing his brashness to the edge as his fingers wrapped around her throat, applying the slightest pressure and feeling her tense from her mixture of apprehension and curiosity.

"You like that, don't you?" Fives leered, still maintaining his gleaming look as his eyes scanned Talia's face. She narrowed her eyes at him, just for them to round again as his hands tightened their grip on her neck, a meak whimper escaping her lips. Fives lips curved as he watched her squirm.. interested by the way this sparring session had transformed.

"You always seem so put together," He started, using his free hand to tuck the loose strands of hair falling in her face out of her eyes. "You must be under so much pressure; let me help you unwind. "

"Oh yeah? How'd you plan on doing that?" Talia retorted, trying to sound firmer in her voice but the strain was evident.

Fives chuckled lowly, his hand releasing from her neck and sliding down her heaving chest, cupping over her breast as he murmured, "Well I think we're in a good position to start."

He palmed her breast through her sports bra, his thumb circling over the nipple pebbling through the fabric. Talia moaned arching her chest to press into his grasp; her hips rolling into his. Fives cursed under his breath, his eyes blown out as he leaned down to kiss along her neck. Talia moaned from the contact of his hot mouth against her sensitive skin, shamelessly grinding against him. She didn't care that they were in the training room where anyone could walk in and see them, she didn't care about all the rules they were smashing, all she cared about were his hands on her body, his lips so sinfully delightful as they brushed along her skin, and his teeth eliciting whimpers as he nipped along her exposed collarbone.

Fives trailed his kisses down her body, over the rounded peaks of her breasts threatening to fall out of her sports bra, over the slither of her revealed stomach, the hairs of his goatee prickling every bit of exposed skin. His hands gripped her waist, and effortlessly rolled Talia over so that her chest was facing down on the mat; she could feel the warmth from where her body had previously splayed out beneath her cheek as it pressed into the surface. Fives' fingers latched around the waistband of her leggings, and with a tug pulled them and her panties down.

Talia yelped as the cool air of the room hit her bare skin, but the ache in her core prevented her from having any moment of consciousness to argue against being exposed so blatantly, and as Fives finger separated the folds of her pussy she moaned from the simple contact. She didn't need to see his face to see the cocky smirk taking place on his face; his aura filled with a mixture of confidence, lust, and unbridled need.

"Fuck, you're so wet," Fives groaned as his fingers gathered the slick from Talia's lower lips. He inserted a single finger into her entrance, watching as it disappeared to the knuckle as he slowly stroked her inner walls. Talia whimpered, pushing her hips back against Fives' thrusting finger to feel more of him inside her. Fives chuckled as he watched her, bent over with her ass in the air all for him. "And you're needy too; don't they teach you patience at that temple of yours?"

"F-fuck off, Fives," Talia hissed out, cursing herself for her stuttering words. Fives response was lowering his head to Talia's pussy, licking a broad stripe from her clit to circle around her entrance as his finger continued to pump in and out of her. Talia's wanton moan an echo of the arousal and minor mortification she felt at the situation; this had never happened before, she felt so exposed with his face right in her most intimate areas. But as Fives tongue explored her most delicate areas, groaning as he tasted her, her mind couldn't care for her own inhibitions as she succumbed to the power he had over her in that moment.

She thought it couldn't get more intense, but then Fives tongue lowered to focus on her clit; his tongue circling and flicking over the sensitive bundle of nerves as he added another finger inside her. His free hand clenched tightly on her ass, leaving red marks on the skin where he gripped her. Fives' finger's crooked inside Talia's tight walls, brushing along a spongy spot inside her that had her seeing white. She could feel the pressure building up, a dam about to burst but at the same time she was overwhelmed, driven by a confusion for what this was and a need for something else.

"Do you want to have sex?" Talia blurted out, her cheeks instantly flaming from her bluntness. Fives fingers halted in their motion, freezing inside Talia's clenching cunt and her once close approaching high now began to fade, much to her irritation. Her eyes widened as she tilted her head around to look at Fives face; automatically assuming she did something wrong by the way his brows furrowed in confusion. To her relief, Fives laughed lowly, his once amber now almost black eyes meeting hers as he shook his head in exasperation.

"Fuck yes," Fives answered, his fingers once again slowly stroking the spot inside Talia. She sighed, trying to press herself against Fives but his hand slid to her hips to hold her steady. She was about to shoot him an irritated response when she saw the seriousness now in his gaze as he scanned her face, "I just want to make sure you really want this."

"I do," Talia answered abruptly, not even caring how brash she sounded. She knew how wild she must look, her eyes wide and her cheeks flushed with fallen hair from her bun all over her face but she didn’t care; it had been too long since she had sex, and she had never felt the fire coursing through her the Fives was driving in this moment. Fives nodded at her and withdrew his fingers from her, her body now aching from the emptiness, before placing his hands at the waistband of his pants.

Fives lowered his blacks below his ass and pulled his cock out, fully hard and leaking precum from the tip. He stroked it as Talia watched wide eyed, her tongue darting over lips. The thought crossed Fives’ mind to make her hold out longer, and have her suck him off for a bit before he fucked her; but as he felt the slick from her cunt still on his fingers as he jerked himself off, he needed to be buried inside her.

The head of his cock slotted at her entrance as Fives’ hands gripped her waist, Talia's breath holding in anticipation and nerves. Fives slowly pressed in, the thickness of his cock earning a stuttering gasp from Talia. Her eyes clenched shut at the hint of pain from the stretch, but her body relaxed as Fives thumbs brushed massaging circles over the flesh of her hips. Her walls gripped every inch of his cock as he sunk in, Talia's breath leaving her lips in airy sighs. As she adjusted, and the stretch turned to pleasure her eyes drifted open for her to see Fives brows furrowed, his face in concentration as if he was both savoring the sensation of being sheathed inside her but also holding himself back from plowing into her. Talia gulped and nodded, her only way of communicating that she was ready for whatever he had in store.

Fives slowly pulled himself out and slammed back into her, continuing his thrusts at a steady pace and swearing under his brother from the warmth of her enveloping him. Her ass cheeks rippled from the slap of his hips meeting her skin, the sound echoing in the all but abandoned training room along with the moans and grunts the pair made. Fives fingers dug into the meat of her hips, a grip that was sure to bruise as his head bent backwards.

Talia's initial discomfort quickly faded into full carnal pleasure as she accepted punishing thrusts, her hands reaching out in front of her on the rubber training mat to grip her nails in and keep her in place, but the surface was too smooth so her figure bounced beneath Fives like a rag doll as he fucked into her. The heat licking up her spine relaxed her body, numbing her mind as she willingly gave herself to be used in such a way, thrilled by the filthiness of being fucked in such a careless way; the sweat from their prior workout still lingering on their skin only to mingle with the new layer from their less than intimate foray on the training floor. She found herself pushing back against Fives, his balls slapping against her entrance; his cock penetrating inner nerves that had never been touched before. She cried out as his head pierced a jarring spot inside her, dashes of white spreading across her vision.

"Shh, you don't want us to get caught do you?" Fives hushed, using one hand to press in between Talia's shoulder and press her down into the mat while he leaned over her and used his other hand to clasp over his mouth; Talia's tongue darted out and she could taste the saltiness of his skin as he continued murmuring in her ear. "Imagine what the men would say if they saw you now, stuffed full of my cock?"

Talia groaned into his hand, her cunt clenching at his words.

"Osik," Fives grunted at her tight, fluttering walls around his cock. His chest pressed into her back, he rolled into her as she was sprawled out beneath him. Her cunt was practically strangling his cock, lewd noises filling the room at his unrelenting pace. Talia's ass cheeks bore a red mark from his hips meeting her bare skin at such a force; maybe he was too harsh but Fives couldn't slow down, he was too lost in his urges. Fives head leaned into Talia's neck, his warm breath wafting on her skin as his thrusts continued. Her head tilted back from the grip of his hand over her mouth, muffling the moans from every jab of him inside her.

Fives thrusts grew sloppy, his pants and grunts in her ear growing louder; if it were not for the hand covering her mouth she would have thrown back his line about them being quiet or else they would be caught. That is, if she were able to formulate the words, something she most likely wouldn't be able to do because if her lips opened she was afraid of the noises that would come out. Tears brimmed in the corners of her eyes as she allowed the blissful euphoria take over her body; her vision blurred as her muscles tensed. She lost what little control she had in the situation as her orgasm rolled over her, harsh and unforgiving waves of pleasure just like the rough, frenzied pounding from Fives. He released a guttural, sputtering groan as he pumped into her in three long, hard strokes as his hot cum spurted inside her.

Fives body stilled over Talia, his hand slipping off her mouth to rest on the mat beside her head. Their chests heaved in tandem, catching their breath and coming down from their high as Fives remained inside Talia. Fives lips pecked over the skin on Talia's neck as she lay under him, still processing what the fuck just happened. Her muscles begged for sleep, but she was pressed into the training room floor, one the men who worked under her on top of her, his dick still in her. She searched for the words to say in a moment like this (should she even say anything) when the telltale sound of steps approached the training room floor.

"Someone's coming; get off," She ordered in a hushed, panic filled whisper. Fives swore, pushing off and out of her; Talia whimpered at the absence and the cool air hitting her exposed behind, bits of their shared release leaking out of her before Fives hastily tugged her leggings back up. Talia rolled onto her back as Fives had just enough time to tuck himself back into his blacks when the door slid open.

"You two are still at this?" Rex asked as he stepped into the room, a frown curved on his lips as he looked at the two of them.

"Just finished, I won that round," FIves answered, his voice still strained as he wiped the sweat off his brow with his forearm. He shot a wink at Talia as he stood up, offering his hand to help her up. Her cheeks burned as her eyes narrowed, but she accepted the help.

"General, a comm came through for you and General Skywalker on the bridge," Rex addressed Talia, who felt a strange discomfort with looking him in the eye. His frown twitched again but he continued, "I can let them know you'll be a little late?"

"No it's fine, I'll be there in a few," Talia answered bluntly, crossing her arms in from of her. She forced a smile and continued, "Thanks, Captain."

Rex nodded and backed out of the room. Talia's shoulders relaxed as she rubbed the back of her head. Her gaze turned to Fives, who stood beside her watching her with a furrowed brow. Talia forced a cough and stepped to the bench, gathering her towel and water bottle. She strode past Fives toward the door, pausing as she turned her head back, "if you want, you can come by my quarters later?"

Fives brows shot up his forehead, a cocky smirk growing on his face that he straightened at the glare from Talia. "Sure thing, Tal. See you later."

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So I heard you’d like a part 2...

@monster-bait @azureisgod

Your prayers have been answered, lmao! I opted to write this instead of my paper that’s due tomorrow, so I hope everyone enjoys. 😅 I’m contemplating stretching this into a multi-part piece and making it into like ‘he leaves without a trace and you run into him a few days later and the awkwardness ensues.’

Oh, and by the way, I was freaking out this morning because I realized that now I’m posting my own content, I can actually participate in my favorite month: Orctober!!! I’ve already started writing down plots for little stories that I can release every day of the month. 😂😂😂

And last but not least, thank you thankyou THANKYOU to all of the kind words of encouragement that I received on the first part of this. They all mean so much to me, as do all of the likes and re-blogs that you kind people bestowed upon me. THANK YOU!

NSFW below the cut!

Light filtered through the window, landing softly on your face. You slowly opened one eye, squinting in the light as you slowly drifted awake.

Letting out a small groan, you tried to shift so that the light wasn’t shining directly in your face but something around your waist seemed to be holding you still. Blinking in confusion, you glanced down in time to see the arm draped across your middle tighten its grip, pulling you back into a wall of heat.

You sucked in deep breath as the events from last night hit you. Flashes of memories from being fucked outside to then being flung onto your bed raced through your mind as you struggled to sit up. Your bed partner groaned and turned to look at you, confused as to way you were moving so much. Freezing, you realized that this was the first time you’d actually gotten a good look at them.

Dark brown eyes met yours, nestled under bushy black browns and seated in a face that looked like it belonged in the finest art museum. A sharp nose that was slightly crooked with a scar over it gave him a wild look, though you were sure his jawline was sharp enough to cut glass. Looking at his plush lips made you blush as you remembered the heat with which he had kissed you last night, and how that mouth had traversed your body.

Your eyes began to wander lower, taking in his broad shoulders and the way his collarbones pushed against his dark olive skin. His arms were corded in muscle in a way that was more reminiscent of hard work than something that had been created in a gym.

You’d just caught sight of a tantalizing little trail of black hairs that continued down, down, down-

“You know, my eyes are up here.”

Face catching aflame in a blush, you snapped your eyes up to find a smirk that looked wayyy too good on him.

Mouth hanging open and struggling to think of a response, you opted to just throw the sheets in his face and to flop back down onto the bed with your back to him.

Hearing a deep laugh, you felt him pull the sheet off of himself and throw it down towards the foot of the bed. His arms wrapped themselves back around your middle, and much to your embarrassment, you automatically shifted back into his embrace, his chest pressing against you.

You finally found your voice, saying, “You know, you’ve got a lot of explaining to do, mister.”

He groaned in response to your words, knowing that this would have to be discussed at some point.

But that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t try to avoid it for as long as possible.

Pressing his lips lightly against the back of your neck, he began lightly kissing across it, letting his warm exhales sweep across your skin.

You shivered as his mouth moved to your ear, feeling goosebumps break out across your body as he mouthed at the sensitive flesh. You leaned even more into him as his hands started to slowly roam your body, his palms smoothing over your skin.

Feeling an upwelling of shame fill your veins with icy cold dread as he pawed at your doughy stomach, you made to push away from him and jump up from the bed.

His arms might have of well have been made from steel for how they gripped you, not letting you move an inch.

“Oh no baby, none of that now,” was accompanied by a sharp sting to the side of your neck as he sucked a hickie into your skin. Gasping, you grabbed at his hands that were still on your stomach, pushing at them to let you go.

“My sweet little lamb, you are the finest treat that I’ve come across. Don’t think for a second that I’m not going to worship every inch of you. Now, are you going to let me treat you right, baby?”

Blushing furiously, you nodded your head, only to have your breath leave you in a gasp as his hand came down, smacking your ass.

“No no, precious. I need to hear you say it,” he said as he rubbed the spot where he’d just spanked you.

Caught off guard, you stuttered out “y-yes,” before you were met with a low growl that you’d become intimately familiar with the night before.

You barely caught the ‘good girl’ that was growled out as he turned your face back towards him, catching your lips in a deep kiss. As he began to slip his tongue into your mouth, his hands once against started to roam.

He traced your curves with his hand attached to the arm wrapped under you as the other moved upwards towards your heavy breast, cupping it into his rough palm once he reached it. Massaging it in his hand, he lightly traced around your nipple before pinching it between his digits, gently twisting it with his fingers. The gasp that you let out allowed him to deepen the kiss, encouraging you on.

Reaching behind yourself, you ran your hand down along his side, feeling your way down south. Upon reaching his bed of curls, you ran your fingers down the length of his hard cock.

He groaned as you wrapped your hand around it, feeling the weight of if in your palm. As you began to stroke, up and down, you marveled at how the velvety softness contrasted with the solid hardness within.

Bucking into your hand, he growled in your ear, “Such a naughty little lamb.”

Letting go of your abused nipple, he slid his hand downward over your stomach and in between your thighs. He hummed his approval as you shifted your legs apart, allowing him access.

Running his fingers through your curls, he massaged your mons. Deft fingers slowly made their way downward, until he was cupping your sex. Careful to avoid touching your clit, he began to work his fingers around your pussy, spreading your slickness.

Arching into his touch, you let an involuntary whine escape as you tried to get him to touch you where you wanted most. A dark laugh met your attempts as you wiggled your hips, vying for more friction. A light slap to your aching groin stilled you though, as he said, “Be still for me, and I’ll reward you.”

Groaning, you placated him by spreading your legs further and ceasing your incessant moving. Skilled fingers began moving up and down, tracing your labia and making sure that you were well lubricated.

Pleased at your compliance, he began tracing wide circles around your clit, slowly zeroing in until it was all you could do to keep from rocking your hips into his hand. Slowly but surely, he began to rub your clit, making your head fall back into the pillows with a happy groan.

Small circles were rubbed into your sensitive little nub until you were left panting and gyrating your hips with him, desperate for his touch. The small ember that had sparked to life in your lower stomach was now growing into an inferno, racing through your limbs and making your toes curl. Seeming to sense the twisting knot that was beginning to grow in your stomach, he removed his fingers from your clit, though before you could complain, he slipped one of them further down and to your entrance.

Pressing inside, he slowly began to rub small circles on a spot that had you quickly seeing stars. He pulled his hand back only to slip forward again, this time stretching you with two of his thick fingers while he rubbed your g-spot.

Realizing that you were moaning like some wanna-be porn star, you released your grip on his cock and opted to cover your mouth instead. Displeased with this, he bit the side of your neck hard enough to leave a bruise and tsked, saying, “Let me hear you. Let me hear how good I make you feel.”

You let go of your mouth, grabbing ahold of his other arm that was still wrapped under you and around your waist, holding you to him. In doing so, you were able to feel him reach down with it and take over the job of stimulating your clit as his other hand fucked you.

Unable to help it, you moaned and whined out loud while moving your hips against his hands, now desperate for release. Just as you were thinking that this couldn’t get better, you felt the press of his hard cock against your backside as he ground it against you, desperate for some relief himself.

Spreading your legs ever wider, you hooked your top leg back over his hip, giving him complete access to you. Desperate to cum and approaching the edge quickly, you began begging, “O-oh, please please pl-ease, I wanna cum! I’m so close, p-please.”

His answer came in the form of a low growl against the back of your neck and by pressing harder and faster into you.

You shook apart in his arms, riding out your orgasm as he continued to move his fingers. Feeling the pleasure break over you in waves, you moaned and gasped as your writhed against him.

Feeling his fingers leave you, you were about to complain when your words caught in your throat as he suddenly pressed his cock into your pussy from behind, your leg still draped over him. Still sensitive from the treatment he just gave you, all you could do was gasp and whimper as he set a brutal pace.

His hips slapped into yours, the sharp press of his hipbones so different from the pillowey softness of your thighs and ass. Reaching down and pulling your leg up even higher, he was suddenly able to hit that spot inside of you perfectly as he pounded.

Your pleas of “too soon” and “sensitive” slowly turned into cries of “more” and “please”. You rocked back into him in time with his wild beat, seeing your next orgasm on the horizon.

Just as his hips were beginning to lose all rhythm, his free hand once again found your clit, urging you on toward the edge as well.

Clenching down around his cock, you came again, just as he finished inside you. Slowly his hips stopped their assault, as he instead pressed into you and stilled. He released your leg and wrapped his arms around you again, holding you to him as you two remained connected.

Already feeling sleep tugging at you, you couldn’t help but snuggle into his heat as you drifted off with him still inside you.

[daincrediblegg]

HI ILY here you go 👀

📃 what is the plot of your hyperfixation? and is it a movie, game, show, etc?

📌 how did you find your hyperfixation?

✨ what draws you towards your hyperfixation? what is interesting about it?

🎥 do you have any favorite scenes from your hyperfixation?

💕 tell us about one of your favorite characters and why you like them!

FLAE!!!! MY BAE!!!! THANK YOU!!!!!

  📃 what is the plot of your hyperfixation? and is it a movie, game, show, etc? WELL OK- MacGyver super doesn’t have a plot (because it’s one of the last of the great episodics of the 20th century, RIP), but tbh it’s literally just about Some Guy getting into life endangering situations and having to do some weird science to get out of them using whatever he’s got in his pockets at the time. Around season 3 he fixes things a little less but still it’s basically the same. 📌 how did you find your hyperfixation? Lmao so I started playing Dragon Age again in february, and decided to re-watch some of SG1 because Claudia Black who plays Morrigan, My Beloved Swamp Witch, in Dragon Age also plays Vala Mal Doran in SG1. One thing led to another and my love for Jack O’Neill got rekindled in a major way, and I felt empty after season 8 not seeing him as much, so I had my dad tape a couple of episodes of MacGyver and it was so buck wild that I got sucked in and now I like it way more unironically than maybe I should.

✨ what draws you towards your hyperfixation? what is interesting about it? Well I mean ok RDA is a big part of it. Like I talk a lot of game about how hot he is but like... idk I’m coming to relate to his characters on a lot of levels and find a lot of comfort in them. Like Jack O’Neill is such an incredible character- he goes from this guy who willingly takes on a suicide mission because it’s the only penance he can do for what happened to his son, and over the course of the OG Stargate film forms bonds with new people that reinvigorate his will to live to the point that he spends 8 seasons doing his best not just to fight for other’s right to live in peace (99 percent of the time- we can talk about weird inconsistent writing flukes in this show later because oh god there are so fucking many) but also wants to live himself because of this group of people he’s bonded with. Having been in that kind of a place I see a lot of myself in that. AND MAC???? Mac is just down to earth and smart and a good boy???? Like??? Despite being very token action hero he’s very much not in a lot of ways??? and to thread that fucking needle is fucking herculean??? Like I really don’t know how to describe it but somehow he’s better at being a genuinely good person than 99% of action heros and does it like it’s nothing, and that’s the energy I need in my life right now. Also lmao totally off topic but this has all inspired me professionally too. Like RDA himself seems so very down to earth and a chill guy from all I’ve read about him and can glean from bts stuff for both these shows and it gives me a little more hope that if this guy can make it as an actor/producer and still be the chill person that he is and also not get super wrapped up in all the hollywood shit like it gives me hope that I can do the same thing eventually and oh no I’m crying. Also I literally had a series idea and he’d be perfect for one of the characters and I know my silly little hairbrained idea would never pull him out of retirement but god he’s the only person I can visualize as this character and I ideate about it a lot.

🎥 do you have any favorite scenes from your hyperfixation? OH OH OH ok- so obviously the most iconic Jack O’Neill has ever been is in Window of Opportunity- and especially the “lose it” monologue which I relate to spiritually to this day (and is a perfect summary of how I’ve felt during this whole fucking pandemic)

For Mac tho??? Hard to choose. I have a few episodes though that have stood out “The Heist” is still the most wild one of them all for me and it was ironically the first episode I watched (like time will tell but the peak happened early imo at least in terms of buckwild batshit stuff), but I loved “Hellfire”, “To Be a Man”, “Eagles”, “Thief of Budapest” “Target MacGyver”, “Trumbo’s World” “Ugly Duckling”, “Slow Death” and “Hell Week” (tbh despite all the weird editing in season 1 I think it’s still my favorite overall season so far and lots of these episodes are from it)  AAAAAND THE LAST ONE I ANSWERED IN THIS POST!!!! MEDIA HYPERFIXATION ASKS

[zombiequincy]

THE MEGA RP PLOTTING SHEET / MEME.

First and foremost, recall that no one is perfect, we all had witnessed some plotting once which did not went too well, be it because of us or our partner. So here have this, which may help for future plotting. It’s a lot! Yes, but perhaps give your partners some insight? Anyway BOLD what fully applies, italicize if only somewhat.

MUN NAME: Hela     AGE: 21       CONTACT: IM

CHARACTER(S): Giselle Gewelle, Yumichika Ayasegawa (inactive)

CURRENT FANDOM(S): Bleach

BLEACH FANDOM(S) YOU HAVE AN AU FOR:  I have gory Bloodborne au but that one just exists in my head on my lonesome.

MY LANGUAGE(S): English and one very specific Middle Eastern dialect.

THEMES I’M INTERESTED IN FOR RP: FANTASY / Science fiction / Horror / WESTERN / ROMANCE / Thriller / MYSTERY / DYSTOPIA / ADVENTURE / MODERN / Erotic / Crime / MYTHOLOGY / Classic / HISTORY / RENAISSANCE / MEDIEVAL / Ancient / WAR / FAMILY / POLITICS / RELIGION / SCHOOL / ADULTHOOD / CHILDHOOD / APOCALYPTIC / GODS / Sport / MUSIC / Science / FIGHTS / ANGST / Smut / DRAMA / etc. 

PREFERRED THREAD LENGTH: one-liner / 1 para / 2 PARA / 3+ / NOVELLA.

ASKS CAN BE SEND BY: MUTUALS / NON-MUTUALS / PERSONALS / ANONS.

CAN ASKS BE CONTINUED?:   YES / NO    only by Mutuals?:  YES / NO.

PREFERRED THREAD TYPE: CRACK / casual nothing too deep / SERIOUS / DEEP AS HECK. (i love it all sorry I am quite the mixed bag lmao)

IS REALISM / RESEARCH IMPORTANT FOR YOU IN CERTAIN THEMES?:   YES / NO. i gotta know what certain human body parts taste like u know

ARE YOU ATM OPEN FOR NEW PLOTS?:  YES / NO / DEPENDS.

DO YOU HANDLE YOUR DRAFT / ASK - COUNT WELL?:  YES / NO / SOMEWHAT. it’s SO BAD FOR ME RN ASGLDKJDJKA i’m very inconsistent i’m so sorry.

HOW LONG DO YOU USUALLY TAKE TO REPLY?: 24H / 1 WEEK / 2 WEEKS / 3+ / months / years. / a lot of it has more to do w my general writing mood and if the thread im writing catches my interest, and rn im writing a TON of really wonderful and fascinating threads so they’re all super captivating for me and i try to reply asap

I’M OKAY WITH INTERACTING: ORIGINAL CHARACTERS / a relative of my character (an oc) / duplicates / MY FANDOM / CROSSOVERS / MULTI-MUSES / self-inserts / people with no AU verse for my fandom / CANON-DIVERGENT PORTRAYALS / AU-VERSIONS.

DO YOU POST MORE IC OR OOC?: IC / OOC. (i have a lot of stupid shit sorry) 

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WITH FOLLOWING OTHERS?: YES / NO / DEPENDS.  

BEST WAYS TO APPROACH YOU FOR RP/PLOTTING: just send me a tumblr instant message, i know it sucks shit but im not comfy releasing my discord w everyone just yet cause i use it for personal use as well. i check tumblr on the daily so if you send me a message chances are i’ll see it and respond!

WHAT EXPECTATIONS DO YOU HOLD TOWARDS YOUR PLOTTING PARTNER:  i guess just be able to put up with my rambling and stopping and starting, a lot of characterisation choices i do go through various stages and its pretty messy so when i communicate that with others it usually ends up equally messy. just be patient with me please.

WHEN YOU NOTICE THE PLOTTING IS RATHER ONE-SIDED, WHAT DO YOU DO?:  i don’t mind! sometimes ppl have more ideas that they want to share first and i’m always super happy to listen to those ideas !! sometimes its nice to have someone with a clear guide or structure and be able to work around that rather than trying to fumble through a plot together.

HOW DO YOU USUALLY PLOT WITH OTHERS, DO YOU GIVE INPUT OR LEAVE MOST WORK TOWARDS YOUR PARTNER?:  i try to map out some basic info abt their characters that i otherwise don’t know from their bio or verses and try to pick out points of confrontation or similarities to expand on with giselle that can be used as points for like a starter to happen. its either that or sometimes i have really stupid ideas i just toss out there like ‘LMAO THEYRE BREAKING SHIT AT DISNEYLAND’ and go buck wild from there if the other person is down. i also always try to warn people or get a gauge for what subjects to avoid and steer clear of considering that giselle is a bit of a Freak(tm) and will say and do bad things.

WHEN A PARTNER DROPS THE THREAD, DO YOU WISH TO KNOW?:   YES / NO / DEPENDS. - And why?: if there’s something giselle did or said that upset you, i would love to know not to repeat it again (since i do still feel pretty new to the rp game, theres still plenty of time for me to make stupid mistakes). if its just a general lack of interest or uncertainty of where the plot should go, then you dont have to tell me i wont take it personally i promise ! 

WHAT COULD POSSIBLY LEAD YOU TO DROP A THREAD?: sometimes i can be made uncomfortable by certain things mentioned... it happens but its rare 

- WILL YOU TELL YOUR PARTNER?:   YES / NO / DEPENDS. i don’t want to upset anyone personally and sometimes explaining the ins and outs of my discomfort make things ten times worse so i just. would rather not.

IS COMMUNICATION IN THE RPC IMPORTANT TO YOU? YES / NO.

- AND WHY?: i am the most nervous person you can meet and my brain is always giving me misinfo abt paranoia and random shit so i having clear concrete communication between two parties abt if something is going wrong or is being received poorly means the world to me.

ARE YOU OKAY WITH ABSOLUTE HONESTY, EVEN IF IT MAY MEANS HEARING SOMETHING NEGA1TIVE ABOUT YOU AND/OR PORTRAYAL?: i need it !! i still feel relatively new to all this and i need to know whats going wrong to improve !! 

DO YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE SUCH SITUATION IN A MATURE WAY? YES / NO.

WHY DO YOU RP AGAIN, IS THERE A GOAL?: to help with my confidence in writing! i have v bad anxiety when it comes to sharing my works and i write a lot of other pieces alongside this blog on ao3 and i want to develop my writing skills just in general. when it comes to like the nuts and bolts of why i rp giselle specifically, its mainly to just have fun and have a laugh w my friends who are really awesome quincy writers

WISHLIST, BE IT PLOTS OR SCENARIOS:  OH SO MANY! ive managed to fulfil a lot of my wishlist threads with like, giselle talking to characters she’s already zombified and i love all that angst but i want to do more stupid shit. i want to make it my personal goal to bully every quincy man and woman on sight. although a REAL dream would be if i got to write a thread zombifying a character who managed to escape giselle’s clutches. and more fighting! i want to get better at describing action and fights and i love to write giselle getting beat up and beating people up! more more more!! 

THEMES I WON’T EVER RP / EXPLORE:   hohoho theres a LOT... uh r*pe/dubcon threads for one, even if yeah i know writing it doesnt condone it, it makes me intensely uncomfortable to put my muse in that scenario, i feel like i have an obligation to like, protect her from that shit you know? racism is one i don’t want to transgress, even though i’m a poc, its not really cathartic or groundbreaking to write abt racism in threads its just... really fucking upsetting. also i know the quincy’s have this very close parallel to the whole n*zi imagery and ideology thing going on and i am not about to start even daring to thread that into my writing or bring those allusions and references of real life tragedies into giselle’s threads. i’ve already talked at length abt exploring giselles trans identity in rp and why im not comfortable doing so, so.... yeah! all those i guess.

WHAT TYPE OF STARTERS DO YOU PREFER / DISLIKE, CAN’T WORK WITH?: i like starters where giselle can just immediately get right into being a piece of shit. mise en scene and all that! cut out the build up and just get to the intense horror !! i don’t like starters where its not immediately clear where the characters are standing and what they’re doing and what’s happening around them. those really disorientate me and leave me kinda floundering because i always need some allusion or mention of a setting to ground giselle in a time and place other wise i cant tell what her response should be

WHAT TYPE OF CHARACTERS CATCH YOUR INTEREST THE MOST?:  EVIL WOMEN EVIL WOMEN EVIL WOMEN. also just characters i can wholeheartedly clown on, or also characters who have hidden depths to them and have a single panel of screentime. honestly it’s just all over the place!

WHAT TYPE OF CHARACTERS CATCH YOUR INTEREST THE LEAST?:  angry old men GSADJDKSJA i could never rp yhwach for example or yamamoto because idk. theyre just so crummy and boring to me. i also couldnt rp characters who always have an upper hand in battle like aizen. i like my dumbasses and i like them stupid and adaptive not just, ‘yes i know this because i Know this.’

WHAT ARE YOUR STRONG ASPECTS AS RP PARTNER?: i think im nice...? FKSJDKDJSA idk i hate trying to toot my own horn. sometimes i also think i make funny jokes and im pretty chill and laid back

WHAT ARE YOUR WEAK ASPECTS AS RP PARTNER?: my writing style is inconsistent and adapts to whatever i’m reading so sometimes it’ll be really good and i love it and other times it reads like really bad fanfic and i get carried away far too easily and write novella lengths for threads which should be much shorter. i also get shy a lot and dont think i communicate very effectively but HEYO we’re working on it!

DO YOU RP SMUT?:  YES / NO/ DEPENDS. haven’t had anybody brave enough to try yet lol

DO YOU PREFER TO GO INTO DETAIL?: YES / NO / DEPENDS.

ARE YOU OKAY WITH BLACK CURTAIN?: YES / NO.

- WHEN DO YOU RP SMUT? MORE OUT OF FUN OR CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT?: more for fun i’d imagine because that’s just giselles own attitude to sex and relationships where she doesnt want anything deep. it might show character development in one way of just showing how she regards others in a romantic sense to be used rather than actually appreciated as their own person and show how selfish she is but yeah, more out of fun

- ANYTHING YOU WOULD NOT WANT TO RP THERE?:  theres a few kinks and such but i dont think they’d ever really come up. again, just mainly no r*pe/dubcon.

ARE SHIPS IMPORTANT TO YOU?:   YES / NO lets hope this doesn’t make me sound like an asshole, but its more like a fun little side thing than anything important to giselle’s actual development and characterisation. 

WOULD YOU SAY YOUR BLOG IS SHIP-FOCUSED?: YES / NO. again, hardly anyone is brave enough to try to romance this evil cannibal.

DO YOU USE READ MORE?:  YES / NO / SOMETIMES WHEN I WRITE LONG STUFF.

ARE YOU:  MULTI-SHIP / Single-Ship / Dual-Ship  —  MULTIVERSE / Singleverse.

- WHAT DO YOU LOVE TO EXPLORE THE MOST IN YOUR SHIPS?: more how giselle likes to give over her power or dominate in different circumstances depending on who she’s with and what’s being done. BUT AGAIN, not a whole lot to explore yet.

ARE YOU OKAY WITH PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS?: YES / NO. - i mean im down for p much anything if it vibes w giselle.

► SECTION ABOUT YOUR MUSE.

- WHAT COULD POSSIBLY MAKE YOUR MUSE INTERESTING TOWARDS OTHERS, WHY SHOULD THEY RP WITH THIS PARTICULAR CHARACTER OF YOURS NOW, WHAT POSSIBLE PLOTS DO THEY OFFER?: if you want an evil woman to taunt and mock and hurt your muse, she’s your gal. you want her to zombify and ruin your muse, shes also your gal. you want her to insult and maim and injure, she’s also YOUR GAL. basically, if you want to do anything fucked up or sad or scary, she can help with that.

- WITH WHAT TYPE OF MUSES DO YOU USUALLY STRUGGLE TO RP WITH?:  uh muses who get really angry quickly or don’t rise or respond to her jabs and are just kinda like a flatline. theres only so much pestering and annoying she can do until realises its not working and just wanders off

- WHAT DO THEY DESIRE, IS THEIR GOAL?:  to find a goal worth living for.

- WHAT CATCHES THEIR INTEREST FIRST WHEN MEETING SOMEONE NEW?:  appearance she always takes an interest in girls almost right away. age as well because she judges old people. 

- WHAT DO THEY VALUE IN A PERSON?:  a good set of guts to ruin and strong muscles.

- WHAT THEMES DO THEY LIKE TALKING ABOUT?:  women, gore, murder, herself, music, stupid memes, gossip.

- WHICH THEMES BORE THEM?:  politics, history, quincy ideology, soul reaper ideology, hollow physiology.

- DID THEY EVER WENT THROUGH SOMETHING TRAUMATIC?:  her family tried to force the burden of upholding the quincy lineage onto her shoulders, she was thrown into the wrong prison and held in isolation, then pressured to become an undying monster in service of a god and then was nearly killed by that same man and left wandering without guidance or purpose. so, yeah?

- WHAT COULD LEAD TO AN INSTANT KILL?:  transphobia. even a whiff of it in her direction and she’ll gut you like a fish.

- IS THERE SOMEONE /-THING THEY HATE?:  the twink soul reaper who outted her.

IS YOUR MUSE EASY TO APPROACH?: YES / NO. - Best ways to approach them?:  if you’re smart, you’ll bring a big bone for her to chew on and distract her while you ask whatever you want.

SOMETHING YOU MAY STILL WANT TO POINT OUT ABOUT YOUR MUSE?: i love my evil queen!

CONGRATS!!! You managed it, now tag your mutuals! ♥

Tagged by:  @bazzardburner​ cheers chicken boy !!

Tagging: @hyouketsu​ @blooming5th​ @viciousvizard​ @glacies-tempestatem​ and whoever else wishes to do this!!

[swordbreakerz]

✨ for all of them, 🎥 for treasure planet and guardians of gahoole, 🍀 for 9-1-1 and penumbra, 📃 for unicorn chronicles, 🏳️‍🌈 for howls, treasure planet and legend of zelda, and 💎 for any ones you have facts for lol

you spoil me uwu

🎥 - ok for treasure planet, gotta be the 12 years later scene in the beginning and the zoom in to the spaceport, the way it transitions from jim reading under the blankets to him flying on his solar surfer is so chefs kiss, and just like. everything about to the spaceport lmao, fr guardians definitely the scene where soren flies through the fire and then blows up the pulley system to get rid of the flecks energy, bro when hes flying above it all holding the lantern before he dives down to save them? chills

🍀 - you know im on that projection shit w/ juno steel, ive truly never like connected with a character like that before and he’s really really helped me thru my recovery and transition lol, fr 911 uhhh ig buck or eddie? i havent Thought About It or like consumed it enough times yet to rly settle on someone but fr now,,, they

🏳️‍🌈 - ok for howls, Everyone Is Bi/Pan, howl is trans and autistic and i will die on that hill, fr treasure planet jim and cpt amelia are both trans and both of them + doppler are autistic, fr loz link is trans, autistic and semi nonverbal and communicates primarily with asl, post twilight princess zelda says fuck it and finds a way back into the twilight realm and she midna and link hang out, most of these boil down to everyone i love is trans gay and autistic because i say so lmaooo

📃 - OK SO. without like, spoiling too many plot points, our main character is cara and she lives with her grandmother. her mom is dead and dad is out of the picture. one day theyre getting chased by these people that her grandma knows and cara gets thrown into an alternate realm full of fantasy creatures using her grandmothers amulet. she meets a unicorn named lightfoot and a bunch of other rad people and basically, starts a journey to save that world from the Hunters. the Hunters are an organisation who specifically hate unicorns and want them all dead, led by Beloved, and cara and her friends have to try and stop them from entering the world and wiping them out. its sooo so so good and i highly recommend it cause i have no one to talk to about it please god

✨ - oh boy uh, well. im just gonna like list them out lmao

unicorn chronicles: i loved unicorns as a kid and read it when i was in elementary school, and over the years its remained just as compelling and well written as i remember and like. god the whole concept is so godamn cool and all the subplots that get introduced are fuckign fantastic and like all the different creatures are amazing i literally cant sing its praises enough

howls moving castle: must i have a logical reason? is it not to vicariously live my fantasy of running away to the countryside with a wizard boyfriend, his demon and his apprentice?? for real though, its such a fantastic story with beautiful visuals in the movie and wonderfully compelling prose in the book, and esp in the movie the whole time travel subplot with sophie seeing howl and calcifer in the past and then howl finding her in the future makes me go feral

penumbra: gays in space. need i say more? im a huge slut for gay found family and especially in futuristic space, and im a huge big fan of the lgbt utopia its created. like yeah capitalism sucks but at least im not gonne get misgendered in space starbucks, u kno? all the writing and dialogue is so incredible and the SOUND DESIGN GOD, alex i know u specifically can relate when i say i would kill a man for sophie and her incredible sound design skills, like dude the dance scene in man in glass p2 you can hear every single individual step they take and every swish of junos dress and i jusT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! god its so good, plus the whole the characters help me work through my trauma and repressed anger haha

911: this one is entirely your fault. so obligatory horny on main everyone on that show is so hot i want oliver stark to cradle me gently in his beefy arms oh my god. other than Men, the way it drives home the whole ‘you can’t save everyone, and it will kill you to try, so just focus on what you can do and keep living’ makes me so emo. the way it tackles big bureaucratic issues as well as closer to home interpersonal ones is amazing and i love how it shows people going through and dealing realistically with trauma.

treasure planet: again, who doesnt want to live in Cool Steampunk Space Travel Future? i really really love jims story and his arc, the way he deals with his trauma is uhh very familiar lol and his relationship with silver is like the ideal. the story is just the coolest concept and i love all the wonderful character design and animation, plus the soundtrack SLAPS and everything is beautiful

legend of zelda: ive been associated with this series from a very young age due to my name and as soon as i gave into my fate and looked it up for real i just kinda fell into it lol. i cant really tell you exactly what draws me to it besides ‘wow fun game!’ and ‘god i wish that were me,’ but like the absurd amount of detail thats put into each installment and the creative ways they retell essentially the same/similar story over and over is incredible

guardians of gahoole: so i had the same experience with this and treasure planet which is i remembered ‘oh hey this is a movie that exists and i cant clearly remember watching it, ill look it up :)’ and then it consumed my life for a solid 3 months. firstly this movie is absolutely gorgeous, the animation and framing is fucking stunning and the way they handled owls talking like people as far as the movement of their very inflexible beaks was amazing. it sort of has the same draw for me as warrior cats? secret animal society ft incredibly traumatic experiences and the characters dealing with it. like, the whole concept is just so fuckign wild and it works so well, i rly enjoy this niche genre.

💎 - alright trivia time, so guardians of gahoole is based on a book series and the movie only covers part of the first arc i think idk, BUT theres another series set in the same universe called wolves of the beyond that i devoured when i was younger! i didnt know they were connected for the longest time and when i found out i was :000, i still rly love wolves of the beyond and wanna reread it, as well as read the actual gahoole books. in the howls books, sophie is a redhead! also, markl is named michael and like a fully functioning young adult who ends up marrying one of sophies sisters. treasure planet is, obviously, based off treasure island but its so much better than the book dont bother reading it lol i tried and it was boring. there was plans for a treasure planet sequel that was fully scripted and cast but it was cancelled cause disney sabotaged treasure planet from the start with the shitty release and advertising and tldr we were ROBBED, also amelias concept was much more octopus like and while that wldve been rad im p glad she was switched to a cat for. several reasons lol. uhh i dont have a lot of Fun Facts abt the unicorn chronicles but for the longest time i thought there were only 3 books and then last year i found the fourth book by chance in a kitsch store and nearly had a breakdown i was so happy, like full on i started shaking and crying cause there was so much joy in my body i cldnt contain it.

thats all i can think of tysm ily, to anyone who read all of this bless u please watch guardians of gahoole and read the unicorn chronicles i will love u forever

[bondsmagii]

☕️ Six of Crows?

I just finished this the other day and oh my god, it was so much fun to read. it’s not my usual style of book at all, but I’m so glad I gave it a go. every part I finished just made me like it more, and I ended up reading the final two parts all in one go because I just couldn’t put it down. it was absolutely wild. like some parts of it were so ridiculous but not in an unbelievable way? I just had to laugh because it captured the sheer chaos of what was going down so perfectly, and in actual fact I’d say it was so ridiculous because it was believable. like, when the stakes are so high and the task is so dangerous, things are going to go absolutely buck fucking wild. it’s totally believable that things would escalate to the point where like… I don’t know, the fucking tank scene happens. like! of course it would! why not at this point!

outside of those parts, the rest of it was fantastic, too. the plot was fast-paced but not rushed, the characters were all incredibly interesting in their own right and their interactions with one another even better, there were excellent tragic backstories, gratuitous badassery, lots of angst… there were also a few things that I was really impressed with, such as Kaz’s backstory and how he interpreted that (when someone is out for revenge and it’s because of the fact that one person killed someone the revenge-seeking character was close to, you don’t ever expect it going down like that, which I thought was a clever twist on the trope), and I was really entertained even by all the romantic subplots too – Kaz and Inej were both frustrating hopeless dumbasses (Kaz especially), Nina and Matthias were just wonderfully matched and incredibly interesting to find out about, and Wylan and Jesper were fucking adorable. I’ve never seen a story juggle so many romance sideplots and not detract from the story or bore me at all, tbh. 

finally there were some serious twists in there that I didn’t see coming at all! like holy shit, wow! it was fucking thrilling! and I really need to read the sequel lmao.

send me a ☕️ and a topic and I’ll talk about how I feel