#it's the ANGST THE CONFLICT *CHEF'S FUCKING KISS*

[asena-queenslayer]

I AM BACK

ON MY ANASTASIA BULLSHIT

[softanddreamyhours]

🌷enhypen smau recommendations🌷

these are all fem!reader, my apologies !!!! pLEASE SENF ME RECOMMENDATIONS I LIVE LAUGH LOVE SMAUS

lee heeseung

a stoners guide to starbucks (completed) - @jayflrt lee heeseung x fem!reader, fluff, strangers to lovers. this was honestly the funniest thing ive read ever, i was properly laughing out loud.

verboten (completed) - @heesbaby lee heesung x fem!reader, fluff, smut, kind of an age gap? also kind of angst? girl this had me so hot and bothered, love love love.

poison (completed) - @onlyjaeyun lee heeseung x fem!reader, angst, smut, brothers best friend. my guy this was great i love lee heeseung and i also love user onlyjaeyun

park jongseong

strictly business (completed) - @onlyjaeyun park jonseong x fem!reader, fluff, smut, ceo!jay x secretary!reader i love a man in a suit ohmygosh also if you dont follow user onlyjaeyun youre doing it wrong, writing is immaculate.

park sunghoon

cold hearts (on going) - @onlyjaeyun park sunghoon x fem!reader, fluff, smut, friends to enemies to lovers i love toxic men unfortunately and sunghoon is mean in this one. i am so invested in this story its crazy.

the pleasure principal (on going) - @moonlighthoon park sunghoon x fem!reader, crack, smut, strangers to lovers this has been such a cute and funny read so far. cant wait for the rest.

fuck christmas (completed) - @jayflrt park sunghoon x fem!reader, crack, fluff, friends to lovers a quick read, but super sweet !!!

sim jaeyun

after hours (completed) - @heesbaby rockstar!jake x fem!reader, fluff, slow burn, smut. this had me hooked man, great writing !!!!!

hybe boy (completed) - @onlyjaeyun sim jaeyun x fem!reader, fluff, smut, strangers to lovers jake is honestly so cute in this story i love him so bad.

doctors orders (completed) - @heesbaby sim jaeyun x fem!reader, angst, fluff, smut. loved the angst in this one *chefs kiss*

kim sunoo

i havent seen a single smau for my baby, if anyone has recommendations PLEASE send them to me !!!!!

UPDATE! a sunoo smau has been sent to me wooo

let my love run wild - @jaeminvore sunoo x fem!reader, fluff, down bad sunoo, kinda mean reader? i was so happy when i got this sent to me, i binged it omg i love kim sunoo he's the cutest

yang jungwon

cupids conflict (completed) - @amakumos yang jungwon x fem!reader, fluff, enemies to lovers but only one of them knows they're enemies lol this was sooooo cute

kindred (completed) - @thatfeelinwhenyou yang jungwon x fem!reader, fluff, angst, enemies to lovers i binged this story !!! it was soo good and cute and good and cuuuuttteeee

nishimura riki

joah (completed) - @jayujus nishimura riki x fem!reader, fluff, crack, enemies to lovers?? so cute, theres kind of a love triangle ? tbh this is the only fic ive ever read for niki.

[distort-opia]

I will forever be thinking about Red Hood's fall in the vat. Just the angst of it is just *chef's kiss*

The sentiment of betrayal from Joker at Batman, the shame and guilt of Batman for failing Joker. I bet they both think about that moment a lot, wondering what could've been (specially Bruce on that) Did they remember the exact date? Have nightmares about it?

I wish comics would dwell on that more

Not entirely sure if you're the same Anon, but it felt like these two asks are connected. And I gotta say, yes, 100% agree.

I love the original portrayal of the fall into the vat, the way it was done before Zero Year. I do love what Snyder did with Joker, but I really dislike what he did with his origin in that comic. Making Red Hood obsessed with Batman from the very start, making him let go and smile as he does it to spite Batman... it entirely redefines his motivations and makes him too much about Batman. The way I personally reconcile Zero Year and The Killing Joke plus all other depictions of the acid vat fall (like in It's Joker Time) is through what Bruce and Joker need to believe.

Snyder's already established that Bruce and Joker remember things differently. In Endgame, Joker accuses Batman of having pushed him off a cliff in Death of the Family, when in actuality it was Joker himself who let go. In a similar manner, I think that Bruce is remembering Red Hood's fall as done intentionally to spite him because he'd rather not see it as a suicide attempt, done by someone scared and at the end of his rope. It's easier to think of it that way, isn't it? Red Hood was crazy and refused to let Batman save him on purpose; it wasn't that Batman failed to do it, it wasn't that he scared the guy so much he chose to go over a railing.

But well, I do forgive Snyder for this, because he's the one to write most of these moments of conflict when it comes to Joker's feelings towards Batman... like in Endgame, and Batman (2011) #48.

I can't help but gush over some more depictions of it though, like in the following story:

Batman: Black and White (2020) #2 -- The Spill

I love this little comic for this, for showing Joker pissed off at his supposed dependence on Batman and being like "You know what, fuck you, this time I'm letting you die". And then Batman being incapable of not saving him, even after Joker was going to walk away.

Then there's Joker's nightmare in Knight Terrors, even more recently:

Knight Terrors: The Joker (2023)

Beautiful imagery of Bruce stuffing his mouth with lobster aside... Joker's nightmare is basically Batman dying, and then him being incapable of finding another purpose. Him managing to kill Batman isn't shown as something victorious for him, it's realizing that he put too many of his eggs in one basket and thinking that perhaps he doesn't like that. That being so obsessed with Batman is not something he wants. God, there's so much to say about Knight Terrors and Joker's portrayal in it, but perhaps the most potent imagery is at the end of his nightmare. Joker's always wanted to infect everyone else with his laughter, with his way of thinking... and it finally happens. But then, he doesn't want it, because what Gotham wants to do now is destroy Batman. To kill order, sense:

Knight Terrors: The Joker (2023)

This is a literal depiction of Joker's conflicted feelings over Batman, because his psyche split after Batman's death. Part of him became Batman in the absence of him, and part of him remained a Joker who refused to admit Batman was dead. And then these two parts each acted in different ways, gave different orders... the part of him that was pure Joker ordered his followers to not listen to the part of him that needed Batman. Rosenberg, I am kissing you on the mouth for this one.

Oof, I got this long and didn't even mention Joker War, but yeah! In case you haven't read these two stories, I recommend them for showcasing Joker's conflicted love/hate relationship with Batman, and what he means to him.

[murmeloni]

Thinking about an AU of your Jason and Bruce (maybe even from the 5 times verse) where Jason gets shot in the head ala dicks ric arc, and just straight up does NOT remember being in a relationship with Bruce or anything post his moms OD. The sweet amnesiac angst of him discovering all these scars esp the autopsy scars and Bruce coming face to face with the Horrors~ afresh. Especially the batarang scar. Your penchant for writing internal conflict and high stakes emotion would make me RABID

Oh that idea is going straight into the wip folder!!!! I absolutely LOVE that!!!!

Just imagine the despair Jason feels when he tries to piece together what his life was like since he was 12 and coming to all the wrong conclusions (at least in some regards). Like, that while he was taken in by a rich guy who apparently loved him, that love wasn't enough. In fact it might have been precisely that love that ultimately and irreversibly tied his life to violence and death and blood. That he hasn't been able to escape any of it, that it's etched into his very bones. Even his love has teeth now. He knows because of the way Bruce acts around him.

Because of course Bruce, after witnessing Jason's first reaction to seeing himself, seeing his body, the scars etc. (and maybe even witnessing the shot to the head that started it all) is going through it. He's walking on egg-shells around Jason, shutting him out like only Bruce Wayne can and Jason, who doesn't know Bruce like he did before, thinks it's due to him being a horrible person. Maybe he's become like his father. Maybe he's been abusive and violent? He asks about his own scars and where they come from, he asks about Bruce's, of course he does, but no one will tell him, they won't even meet his eyes. He must be a fucking monster for them to do that, to be so scared of him (he doesn't know it's shame that keeps them silent). So he tries hard to gentle himself, to be soft, but it only seems to make things even worse. He is a stranger in his own skin, in his own home and he doesn't know what to do. He feels isolated.

Just Jason and Bruce in their own ways coming to terms with the heartbreaking realization that none of the hopes they'd harbored for their future, for Jason's future in particular, came to bear. The boy didn't even get to go to college, for fucks sake, which was his biggest dream growing up.

Just *chef's kiss*! You are a genius, anon. The mental anguish is delicious and I am kissing you on the mouth (if you're comfortable with that. Otherwise I'm high-fiving you so hard)

Also, you might be pleased to hear that the drugged Bruce fic is coming very soon 👀 I couldn't resist. It sits at 4k words now and it's probably getting at least 2k more. Not sure how long exactly it'll be and how long it'll take to finish but I'm certain I can upload it this month ❤️ loads of angst and pining and just typical Brujay emotions.

Thank you so much for this pre-birthday (it's tomorrow) surprise! I absolutely love your asks!

[vinylfoxbooks]

I started "I might like you less now that you know me so well" by @calamitoustide last night and oh my fuck, I'm loving it.

First of all, I have a hard time reading longer fics and I can only read angst on occasion, so starting this was a leap of faith, and it was worth it. I'm on chapter 8 and absolutely devouring it.

Second of all, this fic has everything I adore. Non binary James? There, present, and perfect. Exes moonchaser? Canon. Suicidal James? Stated, beautifully addressed, well tied in. I love when authors give James a more complex personality other than just happy sunshine boy that's stupid and has no issues so this has been... chefs kiss.

I'm convinced this author shares my mind. Y'all should go read it. It's delightful and a nice, fun read with well written internal conflict from Reg and a fun adventure through the states. Also, read the end notes that they put. They're a nice little finish to each chapter.

[vespidphoenix]

Entirely at your service

Chapter 2: get to know me close

Sanji and Amy are excited, to say the least, to find their sexual attraction is mutual; but for Amy, there's more at stake than hedonistic pleasure. Lucky for her, Sanji takes his nickname 'the Love Cook' very seriously.

Notes: NSFW, minors begone, porn with even more feelings, chubby fem OC, more angst, more fluff, more smut, gratuitous use of French because ya girl studied that shit (affectionate) for eight years and will be damned if she lets it go to waste, oral (f receiving, m receiving mentioned), dirty talk, masturbation (m and f), praise kink, etc.; word count 5.9k

AN: I think the only recurring French Celestial word that's new in this chapter is 'dieux', which is 'gods'. 'Calisse' is only used once, but I feel like the author's notes is a more appropriate place than the main body to explain that it is a profanity in Québécois French.

AN 2: I should have mentioned this in the first chapter's ANs. While this fic is set before Whole Cake Island, Amy has partial knowledge of Sanji's backstory for reasons that will be explained eventually

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When Amy’s awareness slowly extends beyond her pulsing cunt, Sanji is there, fingering her gently as she comes down from her high and cradling her neck with his other hand. His eyes are soft and his smile broad.

“Did you…did you just cum for me?” he asks, incredulous.

Amy turns away, grumbling, “I told you I needed you now.”

“Hey, hey, hey, none o’ that, none o’ that,” he coos, and turns her head back to face him. “Nothin’ to be embarrassed about, sweetheart. You were so lovely.”

The lovers say nothing for several deep breaths while Amy recovers her ability to think. Sanji removes his hand from between her legs and cleans his fingers on the smaller towel.

“What…what do we do now?” Amy finally manages to say.

“What do you want to happen now? We can get you cleaned up, we can keep going, whatever you’d like. I am still at your service.” He winks.

Mère bleue, his winking, his eyes never fail to set Amy’s insides aflutter. She frowns, though.

“But you haven’t finished yet.” She nods to Sanji’s painfully-obvious erection. “Don’t wanna leave you hanging.”

“Well, I don’t want to pressure you into doin’ anything you don’t want…”

Amy stretches her arms and back with a groan. Sanji is torn between concern about back pain from her leaning against the bench and drooling over the view of her breasts; Amy notices his internal conflict and giggles. She leans forward and kisses him slowly.

“Let’s move this to someplace a little more comfortable, shall we?”

———

“Sanji, no, surely you’re not going to fuck me in the galley?” Amy pants a few minutes later with her back pressed against the wall of Sunny’s kitchen. “This is a food prep and storage area. Chef Zeff would—ungh, that’s the spot—Zeff would feed your cock to the sharks.”

Sanji kisses her, deeply and hungrily, grinding his hips against her. “You don’t know how my old man runs his kitchen, and besides, he’s not here.”

“I just don’t want us to get cum in tonight’s supper or something.”

“Is eating you out still on the table?” the chef asks, before sucking a mark in the valley between Amy’s breasts.

She rakes her fingernails through his hair and down his neck. “It can be, mon amour, but the couch is much more comfortable…”

She shrieks with laughter when Sanji lifts her over his shoulder and carries her around the counter to the long, green couch. “I hope you didn’t leave my top over there!” she says when he sets her down and kneels before her, and holds the towel out to her.

“Which one?” Sanji replies, his voice theatrically sultry. “Your top is right in front of you.”

“The one you all but tore—”

The punchline finally clicks, and Amy groans as she seats herself on the towel.

“My sense of humor has been a bad influence on you,” she sighs, leaning against the couch.

“Good thing I’m hot enough to pull it off, right?” Sanji grins and presents the discarded garment with a flourish.

Another fond eye-roll from Amy. “Come here and finish what you started,” she orders him, draping her arms over his shoulders, “before I change my mind and make you put it back on.”

Sanji pouts—“You would never do that to me, would you?”—but nevertheless he leans in for another deep, slow kiss. He slides his hands down to the waist of her skirt and again pauses as he dips his fingers between fabric and skin; she encircles his own hips with her legs and pulls him close.

“You’re right,” she murmurs as she nibbles his earlobe. “I wouldn’t do that to you, because you’re going to be pretty busy taking off my skirt and showing me what you can do with your tongue.”

Not for the first time this afternoon does Sanji think it a miracle when he doesn’t erupt right then and there. 

“Je fais ce que la mademoiselle me commande,” he moans into Amy’s neck. [I do as the miss commands me]

Broad, strong hands plunge boldly under Amy’s sarong, under the cotton of her panties, to give her buttocks a firm squeeze. He kneads her flesh like so much dough as he works the layers of fabric down her body; like salt on focaccia he sprinkles kisses and little bites over her stomach. Forceful, yet also measured; gentle, but oh, so very thorough—such are Sanji’s touches, and Amy feels herself melting under him once again, until—

“Sanji, I—I just remembered…I haven’t shaved or anyth—” she begins to say, but he holds up a hand to stop her. His eyes remain closed, and he does not move his face away from the juncture of her thighs.

“Amy, if the notion of my being exposed to your body hair makes you truly uncomfortable, of course I will stop at once. But if you think I will be repulsed by something perfectly harmless and natural…”

Sanji sits up and presses his forehead to hers, and his clothed hardness to her sex. He’s every bit as aroused as he was when they were making out in the crow’s nest.

“Tu sens, t’as senti l’évidence de mon désir. C’est toi de qui j’ai tant besoin.” [You feel, you have felt the evidence of my desire. It's you of whom I have such need]

Amy looks up, and Sanji’s ocean eyes are troubled, darkened with lust but also disquiet; the thought occurs to her that this isn’t the first time he’s worn that look today—

Whatever…this is…

—and something in that fact feels inexplicably like the sensation of missing a step while walking down a flight of stairs, like she’s about to—

“Baise-moi, Sanji, j’ai aussi tant besoin de tes caresses,” she pleads in the hope that if her mind is overflowing with pleasure, she’ll never have to finish that thought. [Fuck me, Sanji, I need your touch just as much]

Sanji doesn’t need observation haki to tell that Amy is holding something back, something that is causing her distress. She has to know by now that he wants this, that he wants her—that his attraction to her is not in spite of her body but because of it—that he will stop at nothing to accomplish her satisfaction. He would do anything to make her feel as beautiful and desirable as she is; she deserves it, and he is the ‘love cook’. It’s what he does. But to keep going while she is upset feels wrong somehow, like he’s using her or being insensitive…on the other hand, though, she did just make her desires known in the most direct terms.

He’s overthinking this. He promised Amy she would cum on his tongue, and he will not let her down.

“I’ve got you, chérie,” he murmurs, kissing her. “I’ll make you feel good.”

His thumbs trace circles on Amy’s hips as he ever-so-slowly kisses a trail down her body, pausing only at the hickey he’d made earlier to suck at it again before soothing it with his tongue. She shudders and sighs, and lifts her hands to cup her breasts—and gives her lover an idea.

“That’s my darling girl,” Sanji rumbles. “Show me, show me how you touch yourself when you’re alone. Teach me your body, so I know best how to make you cum.”

Amy moans, and Sanji doesn’t think he’s ever heard so heavenly a sound as her desperate need for him.

“Fuck, Sanji, you don’t know how many times I’ve fantasized about you saying those words to me. It’s even hotter in reality than in my imagination.” While one hand continues to palm her nipples in turn, Amy’s left hand goes straight to her cunt—which Sanji realizes with wonderment is already dripping her slick onto the towel. He looks down to his own groin to find his shorts dampened with precum; very carefully, he slides his shorts and boxers down until his cock is freed. He takes himself in hand, moving slowly at first.

Amy’s fingers gather slick from around her entrance and move to swirl it around her clit. “I couldn’t get you out of my head after our first conversation on Mirror Ball Island,” she continues. “I had never met any man as beautiful as this tall, fair stranger who was so interested in hearing me talk about different accents of the North Blue…the prettiest blue eyes, the sharpest jawline, the smoothest voice…spirits, if I’d had the boldness, I would have dragged him outside and told him to fuck me right then and there. I just knew he would be an incredible lay.”

Sanji remembers that night well. How quickly the sting of rejection had turned to rapture when the lovely blonde med student at the bar declined his offer of a drink, only to insist that he was definitely her roommate’s type, that he might like to buy that drink for her instead—how right she had been! How charmed he had been by Amy’s sincerity and the intensity of her doe-eyed gaze! He’d have followed her anywhere, and he’d have satisfied her lust, had he been able then to read her aura.

Well, no time like the present to make up for lost time.

“Tell me, darling girl, what was I doing to your body when you couldn’t get me out of your head?” Sanji asks as he sits down, as his finger collects the sticky liquid leaking from his tip to spread along his shaft. “How did you imagine me touching you, fucking my name out of you?”

Gods, where to begin? Amy wonders. The enticing phase, the seduction, the foreplay? Does she begin with her longings, or with their blooming into sexual desire?

She’s overthinking this. He wants to know how she masturbates, so that he can get an idea of what feels good to her.

“Well, a lot of the time I’d imagine you reaching from behind me—easier to pretend that way, y’know?—perhaps I’d be wearing a halter top or that sleeveless jumpsuit, and you would just…slide your hands under the straps to cover my chest like this, yeah?” 

Amy opens her eyes, and—her jaw drops. Sanji is entirely bare to her now, and his thick fingers are massaging what is indeed a respectably-sized penis. He’s breathing deeply, trying to concentrate, but his cheeks are flushed and his hairline is beaded with sweat. Is he…might he be close to finishing?

“Please, Amy…” he breathes, “please, continue de parler, je ne peux pas durer longtemps…” [keep talking, I can't endure for long]

She shakes her head. There will be time to wrap her mind around the questions of how or why her later. She resumes her rubbing and squeezing.

“You’d feel me like this for a bit, feel my heartbeat and my breathing quicken, and after a while maybe one of your hands might just…slide the straps of whatever I’m wearing off my shoulders so you could kiss me there.” Amy traces a line down her upper arm and tilts her head back, letting her eyes flutter shut for a few moments. She hears Sanji whimper an “oh dieux” that makes her cunt pulse with fresh wetness. At this rate, neither of them are going to last very long…

“…and meanwhile your other hand might be drifting over my stomach, down, under my swimsuit bottom or my panties, right down here where I need you.” 

Her own hand reaches its destination, and she draws a sharp breath when she realizes there’s almost no friction at all. She gives herself one slow stroke, spreading her thighs, saying:

“This, Sanji, this is what you did to my body.” Amy draws a shuddering breath. “All for you, mon amour…”

And she finds to her amazement that the choked whimper, the quiet whine of her name, the bucking of Sanji’s slender hips, the spurts of semen from his cock are all for her.

It’s all too much, in perhaps the most pleasant of ways in which something can be too much.

It always takes him by surprise, somehow, to find himself the object of someone’s desire. Call it the ghost of his upbringing: as far as Vinsmoke Judge was concerned, other people were glorified props, with no desires to speak of until he deemed them relevant; and even when he did, it was a preposterous notion that anyone should want anything from the failure Sanji that they could not be persuaded to find elsewhere.

(More than ten years have passed since Sanji escaped from his sire, as Amy so aptly termed him; but from time to time, he can still hear German voices seeping poison into his ear. “If you lay down with dogs, you’ll get up with fleas,” his sire was fond of snarling at him—not realizing that he, Judge, was himself the dog of which he spoke.)

The surprising and preposterous is happening anyway, and Vinsmoke Judge is far from his third son’s mind. Amy Lajoie, in all her voluptuous glory, is right in front of Sanji, calling herself his lover, detailing the ways in which she wanted him of all people to feel her. It is all too much—and yet, as his mind goes blank with orgasm, he needs more.

All for you, mon amour.

He’s giving his cock a few more strokes when he hears noise from somewhere above him. Opening his eyes to find a still-naked Amy pushing herself off the couch, he protests weakly (“Darling, shouldn’t I—why don’t you let me get water—”), only for her to kneel beside him and brush the hair away from his forehead.

“It’s okay, sweet boy,” she whispers, earning a soft moan from Sanji. “You looked so gorgeous fucking your fist under me, and coming for me. If you want, you can clean yourself a bit with the towel while I get some water, maybe a fresh towel or two? We did get this one pretty wet between the two of us.”

Sanji makes a grunting noise like he’s about to protest again, and makes to sit up, but Amy is already moving toward the kitchen.

“Besides which,” she calls over her shoulder as she searches for the cups, “you did say you were going to do some eating down here, and most meals come with a drink, don’t they?”

Well, that certainly gets the man’s attention. 

“I am feeling a little thirsty, now that you mention it,” he replies with a grin. “If you give me a moment, I’ll show you where I keep the coconut oil as well.”

Amy feels the presence of a warm body pressing her gently against the stove. “The cups are right here, chérie,” Sanji’s smooth voice murmurs just behind her ear as he slides his hands from her shoulder blades to her breasts.

She snickers and hangs her head. “It’s a good thing you’re hot, because that was terrible.”

“Don’t lie, sweet thing, it still made you laugh.” He smiles into the back of her head and gives her a gentle squeeze. “The cups you’re looking for are on the drying mat behind us.”

“Let’s go and get those, then, because mine won’t hold any water.” She turns to face Sanji, still in his arms.

“They could hold milk, at least in theory.”

“Only if they have a reason to do so, and ah…I’d as soon they not have one, if you catch my drift.”

Sanji looks thoughtful for a moment, before moving away from Amy to reach for the water glasses. Amy herself looks for the kitchen towels, and finds them under the sink.

“That reminds me,” Sanji says, “what did you mean earlier when you said, ‘that’s gonna have to wait a few days per Chopper’s advice’?”

Amy straightens her back and laughs. “Hah! You had said ‘fuck me raw’ upon making your entrance to the crow’s nest, yes?”

He raises an eyebrow. “Where are you going with this?”

“Well, as is often the case,” says Amy, “I was cracking a joke, but my statement was also true in a literal sense.”

“Go on…”

“I finally went to a gyno clinic before we set sail and got me one of those birth control implants. That was five days ago, and Chopper says the kind I got is fully effective after a week, lasts for a few years.”

Sanji’s eyes go impossibly wide as he connects the dots. “So what you’re telling me is—”

“—is that in just a couple more days, I’ll be able to take your pretty cock into my drooling cunt and let it fill me with your hot, thick cum without thinking about anything except for how good it feels inside me.”

Sanji is speechless, utterly speechless.

Maybe it’s the calm confidence with which she said something so intensely erotic, or perhaps it’s the way her sparkling eyes never once wavered from his that takes his breath away. He knows Amy, for all her beauty and—well—amiability, is deeply uncomfortable performing to strangers, and even among her crew she is still very much the retiring sort.

You don’t know how many times I’ve fantasized about you saying those words to me.

I couldn’t get you out of my head.

All for you, mon amour.

His mind is reeling, but he’s present enough to fill two glasses with water. 

“…so hopefully Nami will be able to reallocate that part of the budget to the kitchen staff.” Amy winks at him as she sips.

“Hm? Yes, yes, that would be great.” Sanji blinks and smiles as if it were an everyday occurrence for him to be chatting so casually in the kitchen with his…crush? Girlfriend? Friend-with-benefits? Both of them completely naked, no less. Calisse, he’s overthinking again, and Amy’s stepping toward him—

She sets her cup on the counter and puts her other hand on his waist, lightly at first, waiting for him to object.

“Now who’s not listening while their lover is talking?”

Ah, yes. Lover. So he hadn’t been imagining that part after all.

“Sorry, love, I was just…taken aback, that’s all.” He smiles sheepishly.

Amy grins and pulls him closer. Resting her chin on Sanji’s chest, she says, “I was just saying that with the berry we save on tampons and prevention pills and whatnot, Nami might be persuaded to expand our kitchen budget…and, coincidentally, I will also be able to satisfy your request that I fuck you raw.”

Sanji groans and tilts his head back, and this time Amy does not hesitate to kiss his exposed neck, though she pulls back and frowns.

“Chérie, why did you stop?” Sanji whines. 

“I should have asked you before whether you liked me doing that. You deserve all the same consideration a-and caring you’ve shown me.”

(There will be time later, between waking up in Sanji’s arms and the snail call from Nami alerting her to the crew’s impending return, for Amy to dwell on her reluctance to say the word ‘love’ in front of Sanji—as if the word had only one meaning, as if she and Sanji hadn’t taken to calling each other ‘lover’ like fish to water, as if merely speaking the word aloud would turn to solid ground the ocean beneath her sea legs.)

Sanji pulls her closer so that their foreheads touch. In a way, the gesture feels more intimate even than his fingering her, and Amy can feel her heart pounding harder; but there’s a soothing sort of protectiveness in it as well.

“You deserve all of that and more, sweetheart, I hope you know that,” he says, “and if you do something I don’t like, I’ll tell you to stop, o-or we can pick a safe word—and of course you’ll do the same for me, right?”

“Like you said before, I want this to be enjoyable for both of us.” Amy’s right hand begins to scratch Sanji’s back gently, while her left stays just above his firm, toned ass.

He hums and replies: “And like you said, what would be really enjoyable right now is getting back to the part where we kiss each other senseless.” He presses her between the counter and his stirring cock, and Amy feels her knees threaten to give way beneath her.

“Don’t forget”—she gives a breathy moan, and feels a fresh wetness between her legs—“about your meal, darling…”

Sanji groans, grabs a handful of towels, and downs the rest of his water in a few gulps. With his glass in the sink, he lifts Amy by her thighs and walks her back over to the couch.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to be inside you,” he moans, kissing her again with fresh hunger, “mais ça suffira comme apéritif.” [but this will suffice for an aperitif]

If Sanji’s mouthing at her breasts reminded Amy of a boy with ice cream, she thinks to herself while she still has the presence of mind, he might be said to give head as though he were savoring a popsicle. He licks long stripes up and down each side, spreading the wetness about; he laps around her glistening clit and sucks; he makes shorter licks along her folds to catch the drips that threaten to escape—only to end up with his face a mess anyway. His tongue is a warm, wet tickling thing punctuated by the blunt little tips of his piercing, leaving a swell as of the inexorable tide in its wake. He looks up, and Amy’s breath hitches in her chest: his eyes are the wine-dark sea of antiquity’s poets, and she could drown herself in them, just as he looks fit to drown himself in her.

“So fucking delicious,” he growls. “Goûte-la toi-même.” [Taste it yourself]

The faintly spicy tang which Sanji had smelled on Amy earlier dances now on his taste buds, laced with the delicate saltiness of her sex. He can’t help wanting to share—was it not Amy herself who told him that ‘a happiness shared is a happiness doubled’? And few things give him happiness quite like a woman’s pleasure.

For Amy’s part, the taste of her in Sanji’s mouth is peculiar, but not unpleasant—an acquired taste, she supposes, like alcohol or coffee. Vastly more delicious is the look on his face as he reaches for her, as he pulls back to gauge her reaction, as he dives back in to tangle his tongue with hers: equal parts bliss and longing, satisfaction and need, all for her.

So fucking delicious.

“There’s so much more where that came from, beautiful boy,” Amy whispers into the hair’s-breadth of space between them, “so don’t hold yourself back.”

“Tu me fais fondre, m’appelant comme ça, ouais?” Sanji moans, leaning into her upper body even as his hands find her thighs once more. “Dis-moi encore.” [You make me melt, calling me that, yeah? Tell me again]

Amy’s eyes flutter shut, and her fingers scrape lightly along his scalp. “My beautiful boy, my sweet boy, eating me like a good boy and sharing your food,” she croons. “So generous, my darling boy is.”

Sanji’s heart soars on the updraft of Amy’s praise, so freely given, without hesitation, that he could almost believe himself worthy of it; and to be called hers only sends him flying even higher. He nestles his head into the juncture of her legs and breathes deeply, her scent serving to ground him against going dizzy with longing. Jasmine, sweat, spice, salt. Arousal, so much arousal.

He grabs her by the waist, pulls her to the edge of the couch cushion, and dives right in. He kisses her mound, kisses the inside of her thighs, sucks marks into her skin and soothes it with swipes of his tongue; and the sight fills him with an unaccustomed warmth.

Our hidden treasure.

She’s so fucking wet for him, Sanji realizes, that he might have to swap out the towel before he and Amy are done—her slickness is dripping between her buttocks and along her thighs, and it covers surely half of his face.

“Keep talking to me, darling girl,” he rasps, “and don’t you dare be quiet. I wanna be able to hear you talkin’ me through how to make you cum.” He licks a stripe along the middle of Amy’s glistening cunt, teasing her nub until she whimpers. “I want to hear you coming undone for me.”

Amy smiles through her moan. “Ho-how’m I gonna be able to talk if you’re making me fall apart with your tongue?”

“An excellent point,” Sanji chuckles, his breath sending frissons of delight rushing over her skin. She moves her hands to massage her breasts, but is interrupted by a sudden grip on her arm.

“Hold on, chérie,” he says when Amy gives him a quizzical look. “I have an idea: you hook your legs over my shoulders”—he shifts each leg into position, pressing a kiss to each thigh as he goes—“and we hold each other’s arms”—he holds her elbows in a gentle grip—“so that you just sit back and enjoy while I do all the hard work.”

“Are you sure you don’t just like having me at your mercy?” she says with a smirk.

Sanji’s sultry grin mirrors hers. “Well, if it’s gonna be hard for you to pay attention to talking and what I’m doing to you and touching yourself, I just…want to take a bit of the load off you.”

“So considerate of you.” Amy rolls her eyes, but she is smiling, and she leans back nevertheless.

“Like I said: I’m at your service.”

“Well then, high time you get to servicing me—shit, baby, that feels good…”

Sanji has already resumed his meal. He seems to be savoring it, tasting her juices with a reverence Amy might expect him to reserve for a glass of Micqueot; and the swelling sensation that followed his tongue earlier is coming on faster, spurred by the vibration of his own moaning. 

Amy starts to writhe in Sanji’s hold, whimpering when the bucking motion and the jiggling of her breasts, rather than relieving her in the slightest, only turn her on more.

“Sanji, baby, please, please,” she begs her lover, digging her heels into his back, desperate to somehow pull him even closer. “Need you more, need you deeper, please, I’m getting close—”

Something roars with triumph in Sanji’s chest when he looks up and sees the desperation in Amy’s face. Ecstatic, pleading, vulnerable yet awash with bliss, and by the clenching of her walls he can tell she’s on the edge. 

“Fucking gorgeous,” he growls, his breath ghosting over her entrance. He lets go of Amy’s arms and reaches for her breasts, and at the same time licks one long stripe along her pussy-lips, pushing his face and his tongue in as far as he can.

A swipe of his thumbs across sensitive nipples and a swirl of his tongue around her clit is enough to send waves of release washing over her entire body, cries of “Sanji, Sanji, Sanji” gushing from her mouth like the cum spilling from her pussy. She tugs at Sanji’s blond hair, grinding her cunt on his face, wishing her bliss would last forever.

Sanji’s tongue and jaw are just starting to ache when the spasms in Amy’s sex and her legs subside. It’s a small price to pay, he thinks when he straightens his back and takes in the display before him: glistening beads of sweat dot the woman’s flushed face, itself sporting a faintly dopey smile; her ample bosom heaves with each breath; her limbs are spread wide and her head is flopped against the back of the couch, framed by her sweat-dampened locks; and of course, there’s the absolute mess of slick and saliva between her thighs. 

“Ah, que tu es belle, comme une oeuvre d’art,” Sanji sighs, smiling affectionately. If he could paint with half of Usopp’s skill, he’d be minded to preserve this moment on canvas; but alas, the medium of his own art needs cleared away lest it go stale. He picks up a clean towel from the small stack beside him. “Are you able to stand?” [You are so beautiful, like a work of art]

“I’m still catching my breath,” Amy huffs, “after you took it away and all. Give a girl a minute.” She smiles, and Sanji chuckles. 

“And here I thought your sense of humor was rubbing off on me—turns out it goes both ways.”

She hums. “Speaking of ‘rubbing off’, when—when do I get to have my turn with that cock of yours? He looks like he could use a kiss.”

Sanji pauses his massage of his jaw joints. “Say that again?”

Amy lets her eyes drift downward to rest shamelessly on his hardness. “I won’t need to use my legs if you let me give your cock the attention it’s due from here.” 

Oh. He imagines her leaning forward and placing one kiss after another on the sensitive tip, down his shaft and back up its length, before licking her lips and taking him in her mouth—oh yes, he could very much use some of those kisses, and he feels his cock twitch in agreement.

“Can I swap this towel for a fresh one first, chérie?” Sanji asks. “I-I don’t know how long I can last before we’ll both need cleanin’ up.”

“I guess I can stand long enough for you to do that,” Amy pretend-mutters. “Help me stand, would you?”

He stands, takes her by the hand, and tugs.

Amy and Sanji have been naked in front of each other for several minutes now, they’ve masturbated together, they’ve put their hands and their mouths in some very intimate places—and yet, when she finds herself once again face-to-face with Sanji and skin-to-skin with the man of her lewdest dreams, part of Amy is oddly pleased to find that she is still capable of blushing.

“Can I see that for a sec?” she asks, and takes the towel from Sanji’s other hand. “You’ve got something on your face, lover boy.”

With both of his hands now unoccupied, Sanji wraps his arms around Amy. She dabs gently at his face, enough to wipe the greater part of her slick away, but leaving enough for her to inhale deeply and smell herself on his parted lips. 

“Puis-je t’embrasser?” she whispers, closing her eyes. [May I kiss you]

“You, ma chérie, are always welcome to kiss me.” He leans in, closing the gap as if sensing her sudden shyness, and cradles her head in his palms. “Sois généreuse avec tes bisous. Tu devras m’en donner beaucoup plus avant que j’en aurai eu trop.” [Be generous with your kisses. You will have to give me a lot more before I will have had too many.]

Amy smiles as their lips brush. “Sounds like a challenge to me…”

The thought occurs to her that perhaps she is being recklessly unguarded, as she all but pours herself into Sanji’s eager mouth. She shoves that anxious voice out of her mind, though, and allows the voice of the man embracing her to drown it out with his appreciative moans. There’s something about kissing Sanji that feels as natural as breathing, like the realization that she can breathe normally again after recovering from a cold—a cold she’s had for more than two years, come to think of it…

Amy’s thoughts are interrupted when Sanji pulls away from her without warning. She whines wordlessly.

“Darling girl,” he murmurs almost lovingly, “if we’re to explore each other here on this couch, wouldn’t you rather do so on clean bedding?”

Amy sighs. “I suppose you have a point…but on the other hand…”

Sanji tosses the soiled towel next to his shorts and looks up. “What’s that?”

“You wouldn’t need to worry about the towels if you were coming down my throat.”

Sanji flops, dazed, onto the couch, and Amy is just standing there, her expression neutral but her eyes twinkling. She’d said it so casually, as if she were talking about groceries rather than about sucking his cock that aches to feel her around it. And ache it does, all the harder now that he’s tasted her heat and felt the hunger in her lips; but now she’s climbing into his lap, straddling him much as she had not even an hour prior—

“Would you like that? Can I—may I taste you as you’ve tasted me?”

He throws his head back, and this time Amy neither hesitates to kiss every inch of his neck she can reach nor pulls away to apologize.

“Oh dieux, Amy, fuck—you’re—you’re not makin’ it easy to be romantic here…”

You’re not makin’ it easy to be romantic here…

to be romantic

romantic

Amy doesn’t even realize she’s frozen still until Sanji shifts in her embrace so that he’s looking into her eyes.

“Is everything alright, darling? Talk to me.” 

She blinks and scrambles to think of something to say. He’s making that face again, she realizes, the face at once doting and troubled.

“Why…do you keep looking at me like that?” she finally manages to whisper. “Like the sight of me makes you happy and breaks your heart at the same time? You made that face just before you started going down on me, and you made it when I told you I wanted to keep the fact of our, well, tryst to ourselves…”

Sanji pulls her down to sit across his lap and takes her right hand in his left.

“Truly, has no one ever tried to romance you or woo you in any way? Surely I’m not the only person in the world who isn’t blind to your many charms?”

Amy tucks her left arm around Sanji’s waist and her cheek into his shoulder. “I guess…a few have tried, but they never lasted very long. More often I would…develop an affection, let’s say, for someone in my circle of friends, and he might move away in search of greener pastures—or deeper waters, you might say—before anything had a chance to actually happen between us.” She pauses to take a deep, shuddering breath—why the hell is she still tearing up over this?—and adds: “That’s if I was lucky.”

There’s a long silence after Sanji’s hum of acknowledgment, during which he only rests his head on top of hers, and runs his right hand up and down her arm.

“I let them go,” Amy says darkly. “I’d rather live without them than have someone change their mind and be with me out of pity or guilt.”

Sanji nods thoughtfully and is quiet for several breaths longer. Just as Amy is about to beg him to say something, he speaks.

“I think you underestimate your own courage sometimes. Your integrity. The value of those qualities. Easy to do so when you’re not the first person to downplay those parts of you, yeah? Doesn’t make it right or true, though.”

He brings the back of her hand to his lips and holds it there for a long moment. He twines his fingers with hers, and Amy stares at their clasped hands, transfixed.

“I meant what I said, Amy, when I told you that you deserve an eager lover,” Sanji murmurs. “I dunno what face I was makin’ in those moments you were talkin’ about, but I think that’s why I was makin’ it. You deserve someone who treats you like the treasure you are.” 

Another silence, which Amy breaks this time—

“I thought you said I wasn’t making it easy to be romantic.” 

“It’s not quite so hard when I don’t have a beautiful, naked woman kissing my neck”—Sanji grins and lightly pokes her nose—“not that I’m complaining.”

Sanji’s not complaining, no, but he does feel a pang of something when Amy steers the conversation back into the familiar territory of flirtatious banter. She’d gone from amorous to vulnerable at the mention of romance, evidently with good reason; and though he’d done his best to reassure and comfort her as befits a good lover—well, it seems Amy’s sexual needs aren’t the only things his predecessors neglected.

It looks like the Love Cook has his work cut out for him.

PS: this angst has been brought to you by the influx of posts about Bridgerton season three on my dash. Picture Nicola Coughlan as a brown-eyed brunette, and for purposes of OC art you basically have Amy.

Likes, reblogs, and replies are appreciated, especially if somehow I fucked up post formatting or my French grammar. Let me know in the replies if you want to be on my tag list!

[ryuichirou]

Hello it is I, the Floyddle and Azudia headcanon anon!

(at this point I feel like I need an emoji or a nickname to sign off as for anon😂/j)

But I saw your art of Jamil and Kalim when Kalim realizes about his crush too late and he gets married off , and three things.

1, Amazing art as always I gotta give chef kiss and tap those heart buttons every time I see the art on here and Twitter!

2, I need an update on that, will Kalim that he realized he had feelings too late ? 😭 (I live for angst )

3, If you guys ship the two, you know what time it is...

✨headcanon time ✨

After 10000 years I’m finally replying, Anon! Sorry for the long wait.

I’m excited to talk about Kalim/Jamil. I love them very much, and once again, this is one of those ships that I’d draw more if I had more brain capacity, free hands and free time… So to at least talking about them in a post feels great, thank you for your ask!

First of all, thank you so much for liking them and looking at our stuff both here and on twitter! <3 I’m very happy to hear that.

Second of all, well, Kalim is in a difficult situation lol He’s so used to Jamil always being there for him, he wouldn’t really even think that he has a crush on him for the longest time. That’s why, when it’s finally time for him to start a family of his own, and it feels weird and wrong, and he suddenly feels this strong and desperate longing towards Jamil, who isn’t available to him anymore, he’d finally start thinking about it. And then he’d realise that it’s too late, but he can’t do anything about his feelings either, they’re impossible to ignore now. Kalim is torn, conflicted and miserable. And Jamil… Jamil has to deal with it, let’s leave it at this for now.

Sooo headcanons! Oh, and these are about KaliJami in general, not about that comic we’ve talked about before.

Kalim is actually quite possessive of Jamil, but he might never get an opportunity to realise it. But theoretically, if Jamil was to serve someone else, take care of someone else or give more attention to someone else, Kalim would probably feel weirdly upset about it. He really doesn’t know just how much he’s used to Jamil always taking care of him, and how much he doesn’t want to actually share Jamil’s absolute attention with others.

Kalim is the king of unintentional mixed messages: he is so casually flirty that sometimes it’s difficult to figure out if he’s just being his usual charming Kalim self or actually tries to be flirty. Jamil just assumes that it’s never romantic with him, and with others, well, it doesn’t concern him. That’s a huge mistake…

That being said, Jamil would probably realise that Kalim has a crush on him before Kalim himself realises it. But would still try to ignore it for as long as he could. They won’t start dating unless Kalim makes the first move, and even then, Jamil’s first instinct would be to turn him down (and he would actually turn him down). “For Kalim’s own sake”. But Kalim is persistent and is horrible at suppressing his feelings and desires; he’s very spoiled by Jamil, after all.

Once they start dating, Kalim is going to become even more insufferable because he’ll instantly get 10 times more clingy. He is very physical and loving, it’s like he wants to constantly hug and kiss Jamil and rub his face against Jamil’s. Especially at first, during the honeymoon phase (although with Kalim the honeymoon phase never really ends, he wakes up every day and acts amazed and enamored with everything Jamil does). 

Because of that, Kailm’d find it super difficult to hide their relationships. He doesn’t even know why they have to hide it, but Jamil insisted on it, so he has to stay quiet. And it’s horrible, because Kalim wants nothing more than to shower Jamil with kisses while chatting with other people, hold his hands, casually touch him and talk about how much he loves him. And to brag around about how wonderful it is to be dating Jamil. Please, Kalim, just shut the fuck up…

Kalim would also be horrible about personal boundaries. Sometimes Jamil would find him in his bed in the morning, because yes, he is that clingy. Also quite capricious and pushy.

Jamil is the one who’d rationalise their relationship by thinking that everything that’s going on is just him obeying to Kalim’s whims once again, and that Kalim would probably get bored eventually and move on. Kalim, on the other hand, doesn’t think too far ahead, he’s too euphoric because of his feelings. Ironically, despite Jamil’s concerns about Kalim’s airheadness and kind of unhealthy nature of their relationships, Kalim’s feelings are pretty serious and much deeper than Jamil realises.

Not only Kalim does embarrassing romantic stuff all the time, he also says a lot of embarrassing romantic stuff all the time. And compliments Jamil’s appearance even more than he used to. Sometimes it feels like he just tries to make Jamil blush and get mad at him, but he really isn’t, he’s just that honest and that in love.

Kalim is obsessed with Jamil’s hair. During the day he tries to control himself and not touch it (Jamil told him not to several times), but during intimate moments he really can’t help himself. He grabs it, strokes it, smells and kisses it. Jamil finds it annoying, but since it’s done when both of them are quite aroused, he’ll complain about it later.

Kalim is the loud one during sex. He’s like… too loud. He’s horrible and holding back, which makes Jamil even more nervous than he already is. It’s a hot mess.

Alright, I think that’s it for now. Thank you for your ask again!

[sabusthings]

9 and 13

I already answered 13 but get ready for 9!!!

9. Write a recommendation of someone else's fic you enjoyed!

(With a few exceptions, I don’t know some of the authors’ tumblr names. If you see ur fic here, Im kissing ur face thank you for ur service. It also goes without saying, but please keep in mind the tags on these fics if you choose to click; if they ain’t your cup of tea, click the back button. But f you do like them, please leave them a comment!!!!)

A Mindless Melody Maddening Me

Most fics have Salieri having an angst session over Mozart (which is always excellent!!!) but few have it the other way around. I love this fic because Mozart is so fucking PETTY over others spending time with Salieri in a normal fashion that he can no longer do. He acts very nonchalant about it but you can see that it’s eating him up inside ITS GREAT.

Hibiscus

Okay so I did a Salieri/Dantes doodle and it resulted in that fic so mild bias. I love it when Dantes gets teased. Ilu dez ur gr8

Pulled from the shadows

More bias, I commissioned this one, but Adet is PEAK writer. Anything they have is just 10/10 and I recc everything they have made!!!!!

Direct Someday

Yashiki/Mashita soft fic. It has old man being soft about the tsundere man. The author has another fic of them getting Spicy which i also recommend.

The indomitable human soul

Carm real MVP. I love this fic so much and it’s still ongoing. I love how they get into the nitty gritty of Dr tenma (2003 edition) and his thought process from how to bring his old best friend back to how he thinks of himself and everything in between. A+++++

Goodbye to a World

Do you like seeing Astro boy being emotionally in pain? Bc this story is about him being in emotional pain All The Time. It’s an excellent read and I love the conflicts Astro gets put in and how he gets through them. I especially love the chapters where Astro deals with the aftermath of a PTSD episode (boy that feels weird to write!) and its a chef kisssss

In the House of our Lady

DEEP INHALE. Please read about Salieri’s catholic guilt. And after that, please read all the other things that Ginger writes. Ginger is amazing I love them their writing is so good SO GOOD

[daddymothxxx]

🗒 — what is/are your favorite genre(s)/theme(s) to write? 🤔 — what genre(s)/theme(s) do you struggle to write the most?

🗒 — what is/are your favorite genre(s)/theme(s) to write?

Arms up. Action, adventure, conflict, interpersonal drama, EMOTIONS, change! Development!

You can see most of that in the way I RP/write here, probably. Lol. Given how I picked up Valentino and rattled him around into what he is now.

I've got a lot of investment in themes of...The Human Condition in that awful people are still people--capable of awfulness, but also capable of growth and change into 'better' people. Just like in the world around us. It's too often that we see a person doing something problematic and just label them as 'other' or a 'monster' or 'inhuman'. And I'm not about to stop those terms from being used (or pushing for babygirl-fication or even forgiveness towards people who commit heinous activities), but it is important to realize that the worst of us come from Us. Not some mysterious alien egg with no connection to Humanity as a Whole. They aren't Others. A symptom and not a species.

Anyway, I also like POST-APOC so fucking much. Gobble up that shit all the time. Sci-fi Fantasy, too. Particularly the urban variety. Give me supernatural shadow populations and wizards that think magic is a science not yet understood that use their knowledge to teach math in a local university.

And, I don't know--I love culture and sociology and psychology so...When that shit breaks down and builds back up? Chef kiss.

That goes for people individually, too. Heh.

Hurt/comfort is a form of that. Really enjoy that cycle. Angst and then the rebuild and change that comes from it when the dust settles and people huddle together to get through the aftermath. Yeah...

🤔 — what genre(s)/theme(s) do you struggle to write the most?

I feel that I struggle most with like...slice-of-life stuff. And not specifically some 'down time' and life activities so much as the...

Like if nothing is happening except that. A general lack of growth or conflict going on in the writing??? I don't know if I'm making sense on that. I hope I am.

There's a difference between every RP/story being about slice-of-life where nothing of important happens except domestic living and a little bit of cute breathing room between characters.

At that point I feel like there's all to do about nothing and it sucks my inspiration away. There has to be something developing, happening, challenging, provoking, etc. going on.

I also know that people say I focus a lot on the external representation of a character like their mannerisms, but refrain from laying out their thoughts or emotions in the narrative elements. (I guess because I want people to read into things and interact in a realistic way.) However, I think I've also come a little ways from that. c:

[lithugraph]

Trope rating game

Tagged by @rinn-e. Thanks! It was fun!

rules: How much do these tropes affect your decision to click on a fic?

-10 -> very dissuaded 

0 - don’t care either way 

+10 -> very enticed 

nope -> if it’s a hard no and you’d never click on a fic with that tag or or you even have the tag blocked or you’d insta click out of the fic if it wasn’t tagged.  Bonus points for explaining the rating and whether it’s conditional.

Age gap: +3

Doesn’t really bother me.  My jam for this trope is the younger character pursing the older one.  The drama and angst potential ::chef’s kiss:: 

Codependency: 0

I’m a take it or leave it kind of person, so I don’t really understand this trope??

Obsession/Possessiveness, jealousy: -10

Hell no.

Opposites (grumpy/sunshine etc): +8

Love opposites! Whether or not they discover they actually have warm fuzzy feelings for the other character or the opposites trope just leads them further into conflict with each other, or it’s a mix of both.  Mmmm good stuff.

Enemies to lovers, Enemies with benefits: +10

Please I’m weak for it.

Friends with benefits: 0

Meh.  It never really works.

Sex to feelings: +8

This is not the same as PWP/NSFW to me.  It’s even better when it’s paired with slow-burn.  I love characters who cannot verbally communicate their feelings and they’re suddenly forced to confront those feelings and they use sex as a way to shut the other character up.  They substitute their feelings with sex….until they finally do confront their own feelings and the other character’s.

Fake dating/relationship: 0

Again kind of meh.  It’s either cute or a Mary Sue.

Friends to lovers: +5

I like it, provided they’re not like childhood friends who know each other in and out.  More like acquaintances or workmates who grow closer and closer.

Found Family: +10

Rolling around in it like a dog in grass.

Hurt/Comfort: +10

Obvi.

Love Triangle: -5

Not my thing.

Poly, open relationships: -5

Don’t mind it in real life, not sure if I want to read about it??

Mistaken/hidden identity: +5

If it’s done right, could be fun.

Monsterfucking: -8

Why? It’s so overdone.

Pregnancy: -8

Again, see above.

Second Chance: +7

I love a good redemption arc.

Slowburn: +5

These used to be my jam, but now I love/hate them.  If they’re done right and the characters do finally establish a relationship fucking kudos!! However, with a lot of these, the authors drag them out so ridiculously long to keep piling on the pining.  If you’re 20 chapters in and they still have not kissed, I’m done.

Soulmates: -5

Meh.  Overdone.

Tagging: @a-study-in-dante, @puella-peanut, @doomspiral, @morgenlich, @pokytoad, @roszabell, @sketchytea, @chessna2, and whoever else sees this and wants to do it, feel free!

[nervoustragedyluminary]

Ducat being into Kira and her begrudgingly kinda thinking he's sweet and clearly being disturbed by that at the end of the episode after he decides to take his secret daughter back to Cardassia even though it'll cause him problems ... chef's kiss

like the whole episode he was trying to flirt with Kira and she was Just like 'no you suck and I hate u' and he's like ooh in Cardassia this would be flirting but I guess technically she isn't flirting so I'll try complementing you this is how Bajorans flirt I think but- like he's clearly enjoying her being mean to him but is also frustrated that it's not a mutual thing lol

And when he sits on that thorn thing and she has to pull it out of his butt and it looks like he's badly twerking or she's pegging him absolutely sent me 🤣

and he's trying to use the medical instrument on his butt all bent over and undignified and is absolutely hilarious and they're both cracking up

Such a good and weird episode and I kinda hope there's a fic where Kira pegs Ducat because I think they'd both enjoy that but feel conflicted as fuck and have all the angst about being intimate like I think Kira ecspecially would be like ugh no I can't ;ike this guy he's the worst and it'd make good angst fic

But also Ducat is an absolute prick and doesn't deserve Kira

Just thinking about the earlier episode where Garak basically shames him and calls him out for trying to flirt with Kira even though he's a married man and he looks mortified and then they just never speak of it again so crack up like I think maybe they wouldn't have realised if Garak hadn't pointed it out as a Cardassian and once it IS pointed out it's so obvious lol Ducat and his cringy crush on a woman who DESPISES him and his previous romance with a Bajoran woman just dang the writing in this show is so good

[writer-in-theory]

5 Things You Never Get Tired Of Writing

rules: list five things you never get tired of writing. it can be tropes, themes, characters, phrases, whatever brings you joy. then tag five people!

thanks for tagging me @disco-deviant !!

5. Slow Burn/Pining: there is just so much fun that can be tossed into this. i adore character development and a lot of internal conflict/growth/change and so slow burn definitely lends itself well to this. i also tend to really enjoy ships with very contrasting characters so that also lends itself well to a good slow burn.

4. Alternate Universe: a vague one, but I adore writing it. I just have so much fun taking familiar characters and placing them in unfamiliar settings, seeing what would change and what would persist. anything from slight canon divergence to complete AUs are a lot of fun for me.

3. Hurt/Comfort: I know this is a super vague/general one but hurt/comfort is my bread and butter. I love taking a traumatized character or a really specific situation and tossing the hurt and then a really loving, understanding character into the mix. working through trauma is a very big thing for me, it’s a large part of my university research, and so implementing it into my writing is really important. which works out for ST because there’s so much trauma that never gets addressed in canon.

2. Found Family: this could be the queer rejected by their family/hometown in me, but I fucking love found family. there’s so many dynamics that can be explored and grown, so much room for angst and fluff and a whole variety of emotions. i love it.

1. Enemies to Lovers: most of my favorite ships in fandoms already have this vibe in canon so I enjoy exploring that in fics. case and point: harringrove. there’s just so much room for emotional complexity, internal and external conflicts, PASSION. it’s all about the oh moment. the “who did this to you?”, the “i had nowhere else to go.” chefs kisses.

no pressure tags: @steddierthings @serenity-lattes @lcvingprentjss @samuel-de-champagne-problems @gracethieved

[cosmicpunked]

Yo signfang anon here (I’m shy), honestly there’s so much wasted potential with how almost nonexistent the ship prescience is. Like, there’s something so good in the idea of Mindfang, terror of the seas and with a notorious reputation for cruelty and treachery, slowly realizing she actually likes the kindhearted, way-too-optimistic-for-his-own-good redblooded mutant she managed to cross paths with. The contrast between their personalities and their outlooks on life is just *chefs kiss*

Honestly, there is a lot of potential for them both, especially as characters. I imagine Signless, burdened by relentless hallucinations that plague his dreams, seeks answers and clarity that no one around him can provide.

Meanwhile, Mindfang, at the peak of her pirating days, is renowned throughout the land of Lady Luck and actively abuses her Oracle. Her reputation precedes her, with glorified tales of being eight steps ahead, effortlessly anticipating the movements of the Imperial navy.

Rumours of Mindfang's exploits are whispered with awe and fear. Alternatively, it might take place amidst concerns raised by Signless's congregation about a black-flagged ship prowling near their heretical safehaven. Cautiously observing from a distance, Signless, hesitant to meet an untimely demise, takes a closer look at this infamous stranger.

As fate would have it, the moment Signless lays eyes on Mindfang, an intriguing sense of déjà vu washes over him. He has experienced this before, albeit in different circumstances with Psii, Dis, and his mother. But now, the feeling of familiarity arises anew with an entirely new stranger—Mindfang.

Not to mention Signless traversed the seas in canon. The types of people he would've had in his congregation wouldn't be sailors, so where did his "First Ship" come from? Perhaps it's irony that they named it that, if Mindfang donated it, then it would be at a point of their relationship which would be a big 'fuck you' to the fates they know they will not be able to change.

There is a lot of potential for angst here and an internal conflict for Signless to be aware of how futile his fight for freedom will be, now he knows why he's getting his visions, he's beginning to realise that the enemy isn't the Condesce, as much as it is Doc Scratch- the puppeteer who Mindfang is the protégé of.

In the same vein, we never understand where Beforan Aranea got her pendant from, or why she is wearing it. Even in Beforus she doesn't seem to view Kankri all that greatly. Kankri also dislikes the Signless' teachings. So whether she's wearing it to piss him off or it's a nod to something else is unanswered. Either way, a sylph of light would know why.

[lucithornz]

My Top 10 Favorite Fanfiction Tropes

I wanted to make this list, as I think it's probably the best way to get to know me as a writer and a reader. This isn't strictly in order. But these tropes are what I devour as a reader, and live for as a writer.

Angst - I am a masochist™ so I cannot get enough angst, be it emotional, physical or some combination of the two. I want to be hurt by words, and I hope if you've read my fics you've cried at least once, or wished you could take back the kudos. But from a writing perspective conflict is really where plot and character motivation come from, so it's a really essential ingredient to my style of storytelling.

Slow burn - I like long stories(Stormlight Archive fan here) the payoff for 100k words of buildup is truly unmatched. As a writer it can be frustrating having to wait so long to write/publish certain scenes, but it serves as good motivation too.

Pining/Mutual pining - I mean, this goes right along with angst and slow burn. I like reading about the conflicted feelings, series of missed chances. All that good stuff. It does have to be two sided though.

Dark Fic/Dead Dove - Look, as a grimdark fantasy fan this is my bread and butter. I filter FOR dead-dove fics, hoping to find some thought provoking horror. It's a genre taste thing. I don't publish this as much, but I'd like to.

Enemies to Lovers - but like proper enemies to lovers, like these people better have tried to kill each other at some point. It's spicy, dark, and the possibilities for angst are endless.

Friends to Lovers - this has to be on my list because several of my favorite ships of all time fall under this category. Once again, the tension of trying to turn a long time friendship into a romantic one is fraught with problems, and comes with mutual pining.

Fake Dating - I have never been let down by this trope yet. This one is also interesting because it has a lot of comedy potential, which is fun. Angsty shenanigans at it's finest.

Crack Treated Seriously - so many of the best fics I've read fall into this category. It's really where the bounds of genre and literary devices get pushed. Some truly fucked up, and hilarious situations come from these. I don't know what it is about this trope specifically that appeals to some of the most talented fic writers.

Plot with Porn - that's right, heavier on the plot, but also getting to see those intimate moments between characters *chefs kiss*

Hurt Comfort - I prefer things on the side of hurt, with eventual comfort. This is a great trope to balance with angst as it promises some softer moments. But what I like in my writing is to have the hurt linger, almost make it seem like there won't be any comfort, then finally get that relief.

Bonus number 11! Friends with Benefits - I like this dynamic because it just sets up the potential for so many of my other favorite tropes(fake dating, pining, angst, friends to lovers, PWP, slow burn etc) Really is one of those things where I know if this is tagged that it will probably include a lot of my other faves. I also love writing this as it is an angst goldmine.

[kithtaehyung]

Okay, not trying to monopolize the inbox lol, but ive been thinking about things all morning, and i want to give context to my reactions to some things because you’re so talented you deserve to know exactly how much this affected me!

- Oh god, Ryen, dont take this from us: “Yoongi decides that he wants more of it. In a lot of other aspects of his life.”

He’s wanting things for himself! Yes, reader was the catalyst, but everyone gets inspired by something, and you kind of have to to come out of dark shit. That he’s gotten to a point where he wants to be better for HIMSELF! In more ways than outside the relationship! I know this was discussed more in the interlude, but this line right here hit me right in the feels. The way you have fully given us this example of what this type of growth looks like, how painful that process can be while it’s happening!

- “If he’s gonna bow out, he’s gonna do all the shit he wants to do first. One last time before reality fully severs the string that shouldn’t have tethered to your heart.” No he’s going to break her… no no no no no

I love that i was proven wrong here, that even if he didn’t open up to her, she would have been okay, that she learned how to be okay for herself!!! It still would have been devastating for me, but she would have been okay!!

- “If it was Yuri instead…” oop!!

Again you explored this further (i just love your writing, man), when she was talking about feeling betrayed. I love this exploration of the role reversal!! I’m guessing when they tell bro or in the build-up to that you’ll go more i to WHY she would feel betrayed… I’m trying to imagine one of my friends dating one of my sisters behind my back, maybe i just hate my sister’s current boyfriend enough that i can’t relate lol

- “Of course, this could just be another byproduct of your worrying, so you blaze past it. No more of that, remember? He’s proven himself over and over that you don’t have to second guess.” Ryen no!!!! How could you!!! Worry, girl worry!!!!

Ryen, I was gonna throw hands if my girl’s non-worrying was punished!!! Seriously though, just the way you show this growth in her thought process and how it can be hard to find where you can trust your instincts, but how she can do that by clearly identifying the external cues that give actual credence to the fear! It’s like a masterclass! I’m taking notes! I feel weird that my feedback is mostly about like… how you demonstrate anxiety… But it’s the way you talk about something so important (at the very least to me, but im guessing a whole lot of people) in a way that’s clear but still entertaining, emotional, is a catalyst for conflict and resolution story-wise in a way that’s true to life. It’s so good!!

- “This old, silly man.”

My favorite fucking line. Especially bc when i watch videos and clips of real life Yoongi i express this same sentiment all the time lol! Also this as the turning point for her realizing how she impacts him, of not just seeing herself as the recipient of good things in this relationship. Chefs kiss!

- “And you’ll be okay. No matter what happens now, you’ll brave those waters.”

Like i said before, this was so great! The joy i felt here for her! I felt so proud!!

- “Holy fuck, what else has he been screaming without a word? “ shit

‘Screaming without a word’ that hit me so hard! Just making me feel things over here without holding my hand?!?!?

- “Yoongi [10:06pm]: It’s all good. I got us” oh thank fuck

Not my distrustful ass ruminating last night about whether Jimin or Tae took his phone to reassure her bc he’s actually freaking out smh Literally none of my predictions of angst have been right! Need to get like reader and take your cues and not make up pain in my head!

I’m so glad i came across your blog and this story! You’ve given me so much, and done so in the most masterful way! Such a talent!!

-🚌

BUSSSS IM FINALLY HERE DFKDSF you posted this so quickly after forfeit dropped, too.. goodness. i will try not to be this late to responding again omfg i feel so bad for all the late ass responses T^T

Okay, not trying to monopolize the inbox lol, but ive been thinking about things all morning, and i want to give context to my reactions to some things because you’re so talented you deserve to know exactly how much this affected me!

you aren't monopolizing omg!! you can send as many messages as you want to, anytime<33

- Oh god, Ryen, dont take this from us: “Yoongi decides that he wants more of it. In a lot of other aspects of his life.”

He’s wanting things for himself! Yes, reader was the catalyst, but everyone gets inspired by something, and you kind of have to to come out of dark shit. That he’s gotten to a point where he wants to be better for HIMSELF! In more ways than outside the relationship! I know this was discussed more in the interlude, but this line right here hit me right in the feels. The way you have fully given us this example of what this type of growth looks like, how painful that process can be while it’s happening!

you really do have to get yourself out of dark shit, bc at the end of the day you only have you! and i'm glad you noticed that he wants to be better for himself before anything else. that's the growth that i want all of us to have, not just our beloved 3tan yoongi. and it really can be so painful and scary?? but we will all be better for it when we start that process.

- “If he’s gonna bow out, he’s gonna do all the shit he wants to do first. One last time before reality fully severs the string that shouldn’t have tethered to your heart.” No he’s going to break her… no no no no no

I love that i was proven wrong here, that even if he didn’t open up to her, she would have been okay, that she learned how to be okay for herself!!! It still would have been devastating for me, but she would have been okay!!

i'm glad you were proven wrong, too! because we all expect the worst (3tan yoongi very much included) but that didn't happen. reader would've been okay because they are so strong, but i'm glad that things unfolded the way they did.

- “If it was Yuri instead…” oop!!

Again you explored this further (i just love your writing, man), when she was talking about feeling betrayed. I love this exploration of the role reversal!! I’m guessing when they tell bro or in the build-up to that you’ll go more i to WHY she would feel betrayed… I’m trying to imagine one of my friends dating one of my sisters behind my back, maybe i just hate my sister’s current boyfriend enough that i can’t relate lol

AHHH YES. not a lot of people talked about the realization that reader had when thinking about the situation if it was flipped. like what if bro was hooking up with one of her friends? what if it was one of the friends we are used to seeing?? like that would be awkward as hell!! so why wouldn't reader and yoongi's situation be perceived any differently?

it's always fun to introduce new perspectives, especially when we're so entrenched in one for a long time. reality is a b it ch sometimes so there's that lol

- “Of course, this could just be another byproduct of your worrying, so you blaze past it. No more of that, remember? He’s proven himself over and over that you don’t have to second guess.” Ryen no!!!! How could you!!! Worry, girl worry!!!!

Ryen, I was gonna throw hands if my girl’s non-worrying was punished!!! Seriously though, just the way you show this growth in her thought process and how it can be hard to find where you can trust your instincts, but how she can do that by clearly identifying the external cues that give actual credence to the fear! It’s like a masterclass! I’m taking notes!

DFLSDFHSD you really brought out to the masterclass word i'm gonna cry!! but yes, i knew reader has matured mentally up to this point - i mean, it's been a few chapters, so.. gotta see some incremental growth throughout them all! to show that growth in different ways is certainly a challenge, but one that i am very fine with trying to overcome.

I feel weird that my feedback is mostly about like… how you demonstrate anxiety… But it’s the way you talk about something so important (at the very least to me, but im guessing a whole lot of people) in a way that’s clear but still entertaining, emotional, is a catalyst for conflict and resolution story-wise in a way that’s true to life. It’s so good!!

whoa whoa don't feel weird about that at alllll, bus. you know my writing is intentional, so everything i bring up and talk about? you bet it's on purpose.

what is writing if not a little bit of social commentary? anxiety, depression, and any other mental subjects people deal with are prevalent and need to be discussed - and taught accurately about - a lot more. whether people pick up on these subjects while reading or not, i want them to be as normally presented as they would show up in life. because they're there.

we can't shy away from these things or see them as weaknesses, either, bc they are not.

- “This old, silly man.”

My favorite fucking line. Especially bc when i watch videos and clips of real life Yoongi i express this same sentiment all the time lol! Also this as the turning point for her realizing how she impacts him, of not just seeing herself as the recipient of good things in this relationship. Chefs kiss!

AHAHAH YESSS we love our silly old man that's my age but i digress. and the realization hidden in this line, too? i'm glad you noticed<33 now reader knows that they aren't alone in the cloudy mind department.

- “And you’ll be okay. No matter what happens now, you’ll brave those waters.”

Like i said before, this was so great! The joy i felt here for her! I felt so proud!!

god, i'm so proud of both of them. i really do wanna dive back into this chapter again just to witness everything all over again.

- “Holy fuck, what else has he been screaming without a word? “ shit

‘Screaming without a word’ that hit me so hard! Just making me feel things over here without holding my hand?!?!?

ahhhh.. thank you omg.. this commentary hit me in the feels!!

- “Yoongi [10:06pm]: It’s all good. I got us” oh thank fuck

Not my distrustful ass ruminating last night about whether Jimin or Tae took his phone to reassure her bc he’s actually freaking out smh Literally none of my predictions of angst have been right! Need to get like reader and take your cues and not make up pain in my head!

SLDFDSHF the overthinking aspect is so real, too!! like yes it makes for something to write about but dear god i know how overthinking can really get to you.

I’m so glad i came across your blog and this story! You’ve given me so much, and done so in the most masterful way! Such a talent!!

thank you so much for everything, bus!! you've been so wonderful to have here and i'm glad you're enjoying all the writing. i am blushing so hard right now LOL you better quit before i cry even more!

[scribblue]

Season 8-11 reactions:

Big batch this time bc I keep forgetting to write/post my reactions after finishing a season ANDNC

Season 8:

Alright so I know this one comes after the movie, and even if I didn’t know that…itsveryobviousAHAHA 

I have to say right off the bat, it was a lil weird to see their movie designs with their show VAs. Lloyd is fine, I honestly rlly like the change both design-wise and voice, I feel like his new voice suits him (and I rlly didn’t like his old VA im so sorry askhvsdf)-- but the others have taken a bit of getting used to. I like the movie designs in the context of the movie but they feel a lil out of place in the show given that the movie isn’t canon. Feels like clashing timelines a bit (and why do Nya and Pixal have the same hair now? Give nya back her fuckass bob /aff) but it has grown on me, and overall I like the aesthetic changes.

I fucking called the baby being Wu too but maybe that was obvious AHAHA as soon as they mentioned him liking tea I was like “iknowwhatyouare” and then they confirmed it for me pretty quick

The harumi twist however I didn’t rlly see coming, other than knowing there was something more about her that they hadn’t revealed… I can't say I fully understand the logic of her motivations (revenge, sure, but shouldn't that be against the serpentine, not the ninja? Or even pythor specifically?) But yk its fiiiine I mean after all as long as Garm comes back i'm fine w it AHAHA

and gODDD HIS ENTRANCE IS SO AHDNCNEKCKKDNC AUGHH IM RIPPING UP THE FLOORBOARDS GARMS BACK GARMS BACK GARMS BACK MY BABYGIRL HAS RETURNED FROM WAR (SORTA) i cannot overstate how excited I am this shit had me running around my room like a madman PFNDNFND

Also okay i know hes not rlly his old self but im very invested in how this pure-evil form works and what he does and the angst that's already ensued is so MMMMCHEFS KISS GIVE ME MOREEEE

Its so interesting to see him do the things he never would have even as overlord before, like fight lloyd and misako, and that cliffhangery ending has me immediately needing to see where this goes

Season 9

I forgot to take notes on this one but honestly I didn't have a whole lot to say– I liked it, I thought it was interesting. The realm of dragons was cool. The moments where Garm hesitates is so aUGHHHHHHH but also mixed w the fact that he literally kills ppl??? God. Its so interesting. I could just talk about him specifically forever 

The whole harumi-being-his-daughter thing was….odd, but I gotta say her ending was very apt and satisfying AHDNCN sorry harumi but ur motives didn't make sense so ofc history is gonna repeat itself

Dareth….oh buddy. AHAHAHAHAHA not him getting Brown Powers then immediately pissing them out im– and the "brown town" joke? StoP AHAJAHAHAH I rlly had a moment where I thought he was gonna have a lil arc where he learns to fight better but ofc notttt

I am glad they at least acknowledged the existence of & utilized some of the other elemental masters tho

And I liked the end where Lloyd had to literally Not Fight His Dad in order to win against him. Its so *chefs kiss*

Season 10

For a four-episode season, my expectations were very low and they blew it out of the park. Surprisingly good pacing, plus so many amazing Garmadon and Lloyd moments i sobbbb. It's so nice to see this version of Garm finding his humanity and struggling with that and trying to understand the others & understand himself and the confliction inside and aughhh. Like, the fact that he's a husk of his former self but still saves Lloyd at every opportunity? He tries to mirror smiles bc his was "evil looking"? He looks wistfully at the photo of him and lloyd when no ones around?? The oni at the end telling him they sense "confliction" in him and they can tell he wants to be like the humans??? My heart. Also I totally see why ppl ship him and Vinnie, like, immediately AHAHA that whole scene is so sweet and funny which seems to be a theme for this season. It somehow manages to be hilarious but also so bittersweet and emotional, esp bc its paralleling the early season where Garm spends time on the bounty while helping the ninja. And the way they brought back the tornado of creation and Garm decided to be part of it bc he was worried Lloyd would die otherwise???? AUGHHHHH. 

I'm also honestly glad they let the ending be ambiguous as to what was gonna happen to Garmadon rather than rushing a character arc right at the end. Overall one of my fave seasons (and I'm sure no one is surprised) despite it being so short. (Also I got the comic series that came after this season and its so good)

Season 11

Okay so. I knew going into this one that this season was where it got picked up by another studio, so i was bracing myself for a lil bs, but like...I had so many questions immediately. Which, if you're familiar with my blog, you might already know, bc after watching 2 eps I asked The Audience if it "gets better"– Luckily folks were able to dissuade most of my worries and it did, in fact, get better, but the first few eps were rough. They def took a bit to get settled into the 11min ep format, and I did too. I also just didn't like how they started it with them being bored, lazy, incompetent, etc, and with Wu being so cranky. I don't like Wu in this season for the most part honestly but he does get better too. On future rewatches I'll skip the first four-ish eps (and that anime one…. Ohmygod what was the point of that AHAHA honestly idk why the 2d animation was necessary at all, even when it was used for lore reasons. The human hands….cursed)

it def settled and felt more like what I'd expect from the show. There were plenty of good moments and I liked the ice section a lot– surprisingly, I didn't call Zane being the ice emperor, idk how but that moment was mind blowing to me PFFT

Overall I enjoyed it with those few exceptions in the beginning hehe so I'm interested to see where they take it from here

Ninjago: Masters of Spinjitzu first watch

Finally started watching masters of spinjitzu (yes, I watched the movie before the show) and I'm gnawing on the floorboards like a rabid animal RAHHH

I wanted to start a thread to share some of my thoughts and reactions as I watch, for anyone that wants to hear 'em or to live vicariously through a new fan hehe

○ Note: I don't care too much about spoilers given that its an old show I've already gotten plenty of spoilers for, but I'd appreciate it if you kept big stuff vague in my comments! Also, there will be spoilers in this thread for any other first time watchers.

Pilot– s1 ep 13:

Okay so my expectations going into this was that it was going to be different from the movie, given how people talk about it online. Honestly I wasn't prepared for how different, but like– in a good way? I really love it so far, and also still love the movie (esp Garmadon), which is probably a byproduct of having seen it with zero context first. Ik a lot of ppl dont like the movie or have crits of it and that's very valid, but I'm really enjoying both of them for their differences.

Some rapid fire thoughts in no particular order (might be more organized next time):

- I really like how much development they're giving each ninja, that was something the movie def lacked.

- I had no idea what spinjitzu was and i was not expecting Ninja Tornados but i fuckinglovethatAHAHA

- Zane is my favorite ninja so far. I loved him in the movie too but the reveALLLL GOD. That was something I was spoiled for but it still hits so hard. Hes so me when I (love me some autism-coded robots). Honestly tho I rlly like the whole cast !!

-I mistakenly thought Nya and Jay were the siblings in the movie bc the dialogue rlly wasn't clear to me, but uh– yeahno AHAHAHA OOPS theyre cute though

-show!lloyd is.... growing on me! Slowly! I know he's got a long way to go and I'm sure he'll get there but his first few appearances was a lil whiny for my tastes. The fact that he's trying to follow in garms footsteps tho and garm doesnt want him too?? aUGH i love their whole dynamic so much.

- the fact that garmadon pronounces lloyd properly throws me all the way off cuz I'm so used to L'loyd PFFT

-I also didn't put it together that Lloyd Garmadon is meant to sound similar to Lord Garmadon. Idk how but it took someone literally saying it in an ep for me to realize

-I love how clear it is that garmadon cares for lloyd and would do literally anything for him but also the angst of him being infused w evil and knowing lloyd is destined to defeat him???? WHILE STILL BEING PROUD OF HIM??? unmatched. I love that so much

-I also just love garmadon's whole vibe but thats to be expected. Much less silly so far (with a few expections) but he's so interesting. I wish they did a lil more with his backstory in the movie. Imso brainrot over him

Anyway thats all for now I'll share more thinks as I watch hehehe